shoulders and over her breasts.
She sighed and reached up to loosen the locks into even waves. “Better?”
His eyes glowed so hot that they should have lit her on fire and the towel was considering a move to horizontal. His voice was low and guttural when he whispered, “Much better.”
To say she ran to the kitchen would have been inaccurate, but she did move as fast as grace and dignity would allow her. The sooner he was patched up, the sooner all his muscles and the furring of hair on his chest would stop teasing her with the trail of hair that led to the insistent erection.
It was time for first aid and, hopefully, trousers would follow.
Chapter Four
He was right; his body was merely marred with light scratches. It was her puncture on his ass that had reopened.
There was no option. “Take off the towel. It keeps slipping and I can’t see what I am doing.”
It was whisked off before she finished her sentence. She swallowed the sudden rush of moisture to her mouth but could do nothing about the heat between her thighs. He might have been a little too lean but his muscle was all perfectly toned and flexing as she touched the curve of his ass.
His erection began to weep as she worked, and the musky scent was both heady and distracting. She had really jabbed him good. “Sorry about that. I hadn’t realized that I went that deep.”
“It is fine. Just hurry up.”
“I am going as fast as I can. I am not really a fan of this particular situation, Kadenz.”
He sighed. “I just feel a little vulnerable.”
She used the sealing spray on him and sighed in relief when it was done. “You can go and put something on now. You are all patched up.”
He slowly wrapped the towel around his hips before he leaned down and kissed her, running his hand through the wealth of her hair.
Out of reflex, she punched his abs but only managed to bruise her knuckles.
When he lifted his head, he whispered, “The peacekeepers are on their way, and I don’t want you to seem unattached if they ask. Pretend that we are lovers if you value your life.”
She nodded and pressed a hand to her swollen lips. As a Companion, she had been kissed before, but rarely had her body risen to the occasion. She could feel her own arousal vibrating under her skin, and it was in that state that she got up to answer the kitchen door when the peacekeepers arrived to investigate the death.
The peacekeepers sat her down at the table and began to question her. “Miss, do you know the deceased?”
She stuck to the truth. “He approached me as I left the marketplace. I declined his offer and he attacked me. I knocked him down and ran for my skimmer.”
“Did he say why he approached you?”
She shook her head. “He was under the impression that I was available.”
Kadenz came in wearing a loose grey shirt and black trousers with black boots. “He was mistaken. He wounded her and followed her blood trail back here.”
The peacekeepers leaped to their feet.
The more senior of the two spoke. “Judge Roarcroft, I thought that this was your home, but I wasn’t sure with this young woman here.”
“I am retired, Sargent.”
“Yes, Judge.” The sargent’s lips twitched in amusement.
Kadenz came up behind Alice and put his hands on her shoulders. “I am only thankful that I was home and smelled him coming. Alice might have tried to defend herself, and if her first strike wasn’t true, we all know what would have happened.”
All three men shivered at the thought.
Alice wanted to know what they thought would happen, but she remained silent and put her hand on top of Kadenz’s.
He said to the peacekeepers, “We have treated her wound, but I can show you the suit he sliced into and the medical supplies we used to clean the dirt out of the slice. Her blood led him here.”
The peacekeepers shook their heads, “That will not be necessary, Judge. We have seen the blood on the skimmer as well as the traces of food items. Her