Free Defying The Alliance (Novokin Alliance Invasion 1) by Bobbi Ross

same for my family before the praking Novokin butchers slaughtered them.” My voice broke as a single tear finally escaped, cool on my flushed cheek.
    Calloused fingers cupped my face and wiped the runaway tear. “You’re not a Protectorate Captain. Not anymore. And it wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t have saved them,” he stated gently.
    “I never said that-.” The words froze in my lips. An empty stare haunted his beautiful green eyes. He let me see his pain, his loss and I knew it for what it was. It was my own. The dilated, dark pupils of his tender eyes sucked me right in, drowning out all of my pain and misgivings. At that moment, I needed him like nothing else, like nobody else before.
    A soft prickling sensation, the same as when we were hiding in the air vent from the Novokin soldiers on the station, began to ride up my legs and into the folds of my sex. I dug my nails deeper into his skin as my whole body was assaulted by electrifying waves of delicious pleasure. His strong pelvis pushed off the floor, making our connection tighter, as his throbbing cock thrust against the thin barrier of my workout leggings.
    Snaring a fistful of golden brown, silky fur on his furnace of a chest, to balance myself against his thrusting, I leaned down to devour those luscious chiseled lips, when the door to the training room hissed open.
    Skeck! I threw my chest up swinging one fist, then two into the smooth line of his beautiful, rugged jaw. Trex laid back, eyes wide with confusion and his shapely nose now bleeding profusely into his mouth. I pushed off him and stood in one fluid motion, wincing as the throes of pleasure still assailed my lower half.
    Unable to move quickly on my quivering legs I addressed my sparring partner on the floor.
    "And that's why you always have to remain focused," I proclaimed, before I spun on shaky heels and headed for the door.
    I strode carefully across the room, casually nodding to Jaxx and one of the lieutenants, as they repaired a power coupling, or something. When I could see straight again, I'd figure it out.
    “Hey Captain,” Jaxx chirped. His eyes drilled into mine, as he tossed sidelong glances toward the other side of the room, where Trex was still lying on the floor. Or I thought he still did. I didn’t dare look back.
    “Commander,” I intoned, looking in his general direction but avoided his gaze. On second thought, I really needed to talk to him. “Actually, Commander Jaxx, could I have a word with you?”
    Then I thought better of it as Jaxx started packing up his tools to follow me." I'll meet you in the operations room in twenty."
    I left my first officer to his confusion and hobbled to my quarters like a newborn Verdaxian foal.

Chapter 3
     
     
    Jaxx's face was a stone wall when he pointed up at the bridge's main viewer. "As you can see Captain, from this range we have only three possible targets. The first is a transport ship, said to be ferrying a class of 127 students with –."
    I shot him a look that could curdle Charludian bat milk. "No way, Jaxx. I'm not attacking anything with children on it," I waved my hand, "next."
    “Of course Captain,” he agreed, as his chest deflated from holding his breath and the muscles in his face relaxed. The Foxtopians, 15 sectors away heard his exasperated sigh of relief. Jaxx had made his objection to piracy loud, whiny and clear, when I informed the crew of our predicament and my intention to drop even lower on the ladder of morality. I sincerely doubted attacking a shipful of children gave Mr. impending daddy the warm fuzzies.
    “This is hard on all of us, Commander. But we don’t have a choice,” I said gently, in front of the bridge crew. If we were to survive, I needed everyone to be on board. Any more objections had to be dealt with now.
    “There is always a choice Captain,” he quipped, his voice tense.
    “You’re right my friend,” I countered softly. “And I choose you. My responsibility is first to my crew,