Norvir (The Mating Games Book 9) Read Online Free

began to get angry too.
    The woman was beautiful enough to draw anyone’s interest, but she seemed familiar too. How he would know her, he couldn’t imagine. All he knew is he was tempted to go over to their table and carry her away. He knew he couldn’t do it, that wasn’t the way to behave in public. It would be easy to blame his demon, but his male wanted her too. Their drinks came and his attention was pulled away. By the time they were done ordering, he looked up to find she was gone.
    Norvir knew he would probably never see her again and he felt a sense of loss. The male had stayed behind and had both his servers, the male and female, sitting at the table with him. They were fondling him and kissing him. Enjoyment seemed to be had by all as they continued, oblivious to the eyes on them. Norvir looked away once his food came, but his eyes kept being pulled back. Never before had he seen or heard people having sex in the middle of a restaurant. It made him remember this place claimed they catered to any sexual kink. It seemed that was true.
    Luckily the food was good even if the atmosphere wasn’t his thing. Morelan sat staring at the activities going on around them and had neglected his plate. Norvir helped himself to a portion of it. “Morelan finish the food on your plate. It grows time to leave here. I have a meeting in the morning.”
    “What?”
    “Eat, now!”
    “Of course.” Morelan dug in so distracted he never noticed his plate wasn’t full.
    Norvir hoped his first session would go well. Dr. James Dumont was a dirt doctor. He taught how to keep the soil fertile through adding the proper fertilizers, crop rotation, growing the right crops in the right places, and soil erosion. That would help in the areas where they grew the main crop, Oison weed. The seminar was scheduled early and followed quickly by another before lunch.
    Morelan finally finished, they paid, and Morelan headed back to the ship, probably happy to escape, while Norvir headed to his room. The seminar must have pulled in a lot of people, or other groups were here too. The hall was crowded and it was slow negotiating the halls. Some of the males had the feel of military to him making him wonder if off duty soldiers took leave here. If they did, they must be paid more than he thought. Nothing was cheap here, especially the sex that most soldiers sought.
    Norvir made it back to his room, it was important to have a sharp mind in the morning and learn all he could. Dr. Dumont had much knowledge that they needed, but he wasn’t the scientist Norvir had put on the top of his prioritized list. Dr. Nathalie Goodrich was his main target. Heloise Sherman was the second.
    It wasn’t because they were female, although that was a point in their favor. He wanted them on Oison because they were passionate about saving their own planet and he hoped that would translate to a desire to help him save his. Once they saw Oison, how could they not fall in love with it? Born and raised there, a person might think he would be bored with it. Norvir saw the beauty of his home planet every day and praised the gods for allowing him to stay there.
    Falling asleep easily, he sent a prayer to his gods first. He was greedy, he wanted both scientist to agree to come back to Oison with him. The job of securing a safe future for his planet was a big one, and he wanted all the help he could get. Norvir remembered the woman he’d seen in the restaurant before he fell asleep, she stayed with him in his dreams. Oh, what sweet dreams they were.
    The excitement of a new day and the possibilities it represented, surged through him. The dirt doctor would be teaching him about saving the soil on his planet. It was not in danger now, but that was the time to start conservation. Once there was a problem, it might be too late. No one knew who he was, he was using a fake identity because when others knew where he was from, they knew he was wealthy, and they acted different.
    Norvir