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PART 12
Palmer couldn't for the life of her keep her hands off Hem. Every time she lifted her hands off the Pharmac's body, it felt like hot, molten lava raced through her body threatening to char her insides. She lifted her head to look at Hem, whose attention was on Nael and the Senator.
“Hem?”
When the dark head lowered to look down at her, Palmer shivered at the look of pure desire in those alien eyes.
“Yes, Dura?”
Palmer slid closer to Hem, if it was even possible. “I need you.”
The golden flecks in Hem's eyes flared and Palmer felt as if the Pharmac's gaze burnt her as it travelled from her face down to her heaving chest. When Hem's eyes met hers again, Palmer's hands clawed at Hem's hips.
“And you shall have me, Dura,” Hem murmured. Hem's large hand rested on the small of her back as the Pharmac led her to the exit of the booth. Outside the protective glass partitioning, Palmer experienced the full onslaught of the pheromone-infused air. Her knees buckled slightly at the startling heat that settled in her lower extremities. She was relieved to feel Hem's powerful arms sweep her up and cradle her against her chest. “Hold on tight,” Hem said softly before she shot into the air.
Closing her eyes, Palmer held on as she felt the air whoosh past her, rustling through her hair. Just as suddenly as they'd taken flight she felt Hem landing, the action reverberating through the Pharmac's body. Palmer slowly opened her eyes when Hem gently placed her on her feet. Her eyes grew wider as she took in the scene around her. They were in what appeared to be a very desolate area. Large craters filled the surface as far as the eye could see. She tilted her head up and gasped at the view. The same kaleidoscope of colors she'd noticed earlier at the arena filled the sky. This time however, they were so close she could almost touch them.
“Where are we?” she asked, her voice breathy from the spectacular sight.
“On one of Pharmac's seven moons,” Hem said as she slipped her arms around her. Palmer was immediately engulfed by the sweet, cinnamon smell that had clung to Hem since the commencement of the Fertility ceremony. “For millennia this has been the place where Principals brought their concubines or mates to celebrate the ceremony.”
Concubines? Palmer twisted her head around so she could look into Hem's eyes. A quick smile flashed over Hem's lips.
“I don't have concubines and I've never been here with another woman before.”
Palmer slowly nodded as she settled into Hem's arms. “That's good to know. But isn't this place too open for what we have in mind?”
Hem grinned. “On the contrary, Dura. I'm the only one who can come here. This place is sacred.” Hem gently took Palmer's shoulders and turned her to the left.
Palmer smiled at the sight, wondering how she could've missed it earlier. A few feet from them stood a huge four poster bed. The draping had been pulled aside to reveal crisp-looking white sheets and fluffy coverings. She placed her hands over Hem's as the sight of the bed brought her hunger to the surface. She could already see herself rolling around on the flat expanse with a deliciously sweaty Hem.
“Please, let's not wait, Hem.”
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It took all her willpower not to give in to her desire to rip Palmer's clothes off her body and press her, face down, into the soft bed coverings. Hem took a deep, steadying breath as she looked at Palmer. This was the woman she loved with all her heart and the mother of her children, not one of the few lusty Pharmac maidens she'd taken to her bed in her earlier days.
Palmer looked back at her with wide blue eyes and Hem made an even bigger effort to suppress her raging hunger. With a shaky hand she reached out to Palmer and felt a thrill run through her body when the human placed her warm, smaller hand in hers. She gently led Palmer over the uneven surface to the bed. They both looked at the bed for a moment before their gazes met again. Hem blinked rapidly to bring Palmer's face in focus when Palmer stood on tiptoe to reach the clasp on her suit. She held her breath as the smaller human gently unhooked the fastening and pulled the bodice down. Hem felt the cool night air touch her heated, aroused skin, and lowered her gaze to watch the nipples on her small breasts peak. Palmer's head lifted and her radiant blue eyes met Hem's before the blonde pressed closer to flick her tongue over the small, hardened pebble.
Hem's breath left her body in a loud hiss as she felt the heat of Palmer's mouth drawing in her nipple. A surge of liquid heat rushed to her sex, making the tight fit of her leather outfit almost unbearable. As if reading her mind, Palmer's hand moved down from where it rested against Hem's tightly muscled abdomen, and slipped into the tight bodysuit. The human had to push deep inside to reach her destination and when she did, Hem let out a long guttural moan. Her hips surged against the soft fingers as she threw her head back.
She was briefly taken back to that one glorious night exactly eighteen years ago. Back then Palmer had also taken the initiative. Within the first few minutes of their encounter, the young human had reduced Hem to a shivering mass of spent passion. The past seemed destined to repeat itself.
Hem's whole body broke out in goose bumps when sharp teeth bit into her nipple. Combined with the slow, meticulous milking sensation of her clitoris, Hem was instantly thrown over the edge. She rested her cheek on Palmer's head as she drew large shuddering breaths. Her body shook from the much needed orgasm.
“Hem…”
A glorious smile came over Hem's face at the sound of her name. Since Palmer's arrival two days ago, Hem had learned to distinguish between different tones of voice when Palmer called her name. Each and every time Hem's heart melted. There was the first time when Palmer had met her daughters, when she was overwhelmed by emotion. Another time was when Palmer was confronted by Nael's sexual escapades. Confused and scared, she had called to Hem to make some sense of the situation. Now as her name echoed into the silence between them, Hem knew exactly what her duty was. Placing her hands on Palmer's hips, she lifted the blonde until they were at eye level.
“I'm burning up, Hem,” Palmer said in an impassioned whisper.
Hem placed a soft kiss on Palmer's lips. “Let me help you,” Hem whispered against Palmer's lips. She carefully laid the blonde on the bed, and began to remove Palmer's clothes. Hem's mouth watered at the prospect of having the whole night to taste each pale, delectable inch of sweet smelling skin she exposed. When she had removed the last article of clothing, Hem rolled Palmer onto her back. Her hand reached between the sleek thighs and her groan mixed with Palmer's gasp as Hem made contact with her small, sensitive nub. Hem gently pinched the slippery nub and smiled when Palmer pushed out yet another moan.
Eager to taste what her fingers were caressing, Hem lowered herself onto her stomach and angled her head to taste the musky centre.
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Palmer whimpered softly at the first touch of Hem's tongue. The Pharmac tilted her hips slightly so she could have better access, and Palmer clutched at the sheets when Hem began to devour her with single-minded fervour. This was what she had missed all those times she'd been with other women. After having been with Hem, she simply couldn't surrender to anyone else again. Hem was the only woman she trusted to let go with…like now.
A soft squeak escaped her when she was unceremoniously flipped over onto her back. She felt Hem move over her body and then her view was filled by burning black and gold eyes. The alien eyes came closer and Palmer sighed when she felt Hem's lips on hers. Hem's kisses were always delicious. She parted her lips to invite the questing tongue inside and moaned when she tasted herself on Hem's tongue. The kiss ended abruptly when Hem drew away to search Palmer's eyes. Their gazes held as Palmer felt Hem's fingers at her opening. A tender smile formed on Hem's lips as she slowly entered Palmer. A collective sigh escaped them both and Hem dropped her head in the Palmer's neck.
The first thrust brought Palmer's hips off the bed. She curled her legs around Hem's hips, straining against the probing fingers. She closed her eyes as she savoured the sensation of Hem's fingers moving inside her. With her lover's face so close to her ears, she heard the soft, explosive grunts escaping Hem's lips, the warmth of her breath on her neck, and the delicious cinnamon scent swirling around them. At that very moment she was so overwhelmed by her good fortune, that she turned her face slightly and brushed a soft kiss over Hem's brow.
“I will love you forever,” she murmured.
The dark head lifted and glowing black and gold eyes stared down into hers. Palmer had seen many faces of Hem over the short time she'd been here on Pharm, but the way Hem looked at her now would forever stay with her.
“I don't know enough words to express just how much I love you,” Hem whispered. Combined with that achingly beautiful look of love on her face, those words touched a delicate cord within Palmer and her eyes filled with tears.
“Then show me, my Pharmac, and never stop.”
Her eyes looked suspiciously glassy as Hem captured Palmer's lips in a tender kiss.
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Hem sat in the centre of the bed with Palmer straddling her hips, her arms wrapped around Hem's neck and her head resting in blissful slumber on Hem's broad shoulder. After the fourth time they made love, Palmer had swayed, dangerously close to exhaustion, causing Hem to sit up and catch the fast-fading woman. That was almost two hours ago. A silly grin formed on her lips. She was holding Palmer in her arms and yet she was insanely jealous of sleep for having claimed her lover.
Hem blinked in rapid succession as she took in the night sky. She had seen this colourful phenomenon more times that she could remember and not once had it affected her like this. The pink, purple and green hues looked decidedly brighter tonight. She cocked her head to the side as she reached out a shaking hand. It was so close…maybe she could touch it. Her movement caused a small groan to escape the sleeping blonde's lips. Hem quickly drew her hand back to return it to where it had been cradling the naked woman to her chest.
She could hear Palmer's breathing change as she began to surface from her nap. She brushed her lips over the smooth shoulder and waited eagerly to see those beautiful blue eyes again. Hem recalled her shock and pleasure when soon after giving birth; the Imperial Healer had laid her girls in her arms and she could only stare in mute shock at the small humans. There was absolutely nothing Pharmac in them at first glance, except, perhaps, for their size. They were more or less the same size as a normal Pharmac baby. As she stared at them, falling more in love as every second passed, Kalt had opened her eyes and Hem was infused with intense pleasure at the bright blue eyes blinking up at her. It had taken her days before she could stop staring into her little angels' eyes and every day it had hurt more that Palmer wasn't there to witness the perfect miracles they had created together.
“Hem?” Palmer croaked.
For the umpteenth time that night she melted at the sound of her name.
“Yes, Dura?” she whispered back.
“How long have I been asleep?”
“Not too long,” she replied. Impatient to see those glorious eyes, she drew back. Palmer turned her head and Hem could only stare as she was caught in that magnificent, sapphire gaze. Palmer combed her fingers through her hair but stopped mid-action when she found that Hem was still staring at her.
“Is there something wrong, my love?”
Hem slowly shook her head. “No, only something incredibly beautiful.”
Palmer threw her head back and her soft laughter filled the silence. Hem was mesmerized. Just when she thought she'd explored every bit of splendour about the woman, Palmer seemed to dig into her chest of hidden treasures to stun Hem.
“I doubt I'll be able to keep a straight face if I'm ever in the presence of someone quaking in their boots at the mention of your name.” Palmer cradled Hem's face in her hands. “You're such a softie.” Hem smiled as she studied Palmer. Her smile broadened when Palmer's faltered and she blinked at Hem. “Uhm, I guess they have reason to quake in their boots, don't they?”
Hem shrugged. “You'll never have reason to quake in your boots at the mere mention of my name.”
“I know,” Palmer said softly as she traced her fingertips over Hem's lips. “That's so incredibly sexy and…” Her tongue followed the trail of her lips. “I got you pregnant after all.”
Hem pulled away as a sharp pain shot through her. After all this time, it still hurt to think that Palmer wasn't as affected by Hem as Hem was by Palmer. The fact that Hem fell pregnant was evidence enough.
“Hey,” Palmer called softly as she tried to catch Hem's eyes.
Hem kept her head turned away, ashamed that she had to spoil this perfect moment. Palmer's lips brushed over her chin, her cheek, and captured her lips. Trying to make up for her mistake, Hem poured everything she had into the kiss. When the kiss ended, Palmer rested her forehead against Hem's.
“Please tell me what made you so sad.”
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Palmer held on to Hem tightly, willing her lover to confide in her. “Please tell me, my love.”
Hem took a deep breath. “It's not important anymore, Dura.”
Palmer wanted nothing of that. “Just tell me all the same…please.”
“Okay,” Hem said after a while. “When we were together the first time, the fact that I fell pregnant…” Hem stopped and pushed her fingers through her hair. “Not that I regret having the girls, Dura. I‘ll never regret that not even if I tried. It could've been an inter-species issue that prevented you from falling pregnant, but I… felt…wondered…if maybe it was because you didn't feel for me what I felt for you that night.”
Palmer cradled Hem's cheek as she stared into her eyes. She wanted to laugh at the absurdity of Hem's claim, but knew it would do more damage than good. How was it possible that such a powerful, intelligent being could not have sensed - or seen, for that matter - how much that night meant to Palmer? She had relived that night more times than she could recall. That alone was evidence that she was affected by Hem.
“Believe me when I tell you that I felt more that night than I've ever felt for another being, Hem.” She affirmed her confession with a soft kiss. “I wouldn't have conceived that night or any other night for that matter, because I suffered from appendicitis as a child and it somehow left me barren. I was too young to care then, since I had planned on becoming a career soldier and thought I might never have the need for a family.”
Hem blinked at her, surprised. Palmer nodded and smiled when she saw relief wash over Hem's beautiful face. She kissed her again.
“You see, you were destined to carry our babies. I had to meet you to become a mother. What I'll never understand is how the girls turned out to look like me and or share my features.” Hem's arms snaked around her and Palmer sighed as she was held close.
“I learned a long time ago that there are some things one shouldn't question,” Hem murmured.
“In that case I'll have to take a page from your book. It's not really important how the girls were conceived, it's important that we're all together.”
They sat like that in silence, simply absorbing each other's nearness. Palmer was almost lulled into sleep when Hem broke the silence.
“Thank you for clearing this up. I wished I could lie and tell you that it didn't bother me, but it did.”
Palmer's hands snaked through Hem's hair. She loved the feel of the cool tresses falling through her fingers. During their lovemaking she'd found the act to be just as erotic as having Hem's hands run all over her body.
“You'll never have to doubt my love again and I'll never give you reason to doubt me .” She pulled back so she could see Hem's face. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Palmer.”
Palmer pressed deeper into Hem's body. Would she ever get enough of this wonderful woman? Maybe if she made love to her one last time it might tide her over until…who knew…the next time she wanted her again. Knowing how intoxicating Hem was, it would probably only be few minutes after she came.
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It was mid-morning when they slipped into the Palace. Still holding onto Palmer's hand, Hem had only one destination in mind. During their flight over here, Palmer had whispered the most erotic little nothings in her ear.
They were both stopped abruptly at the sight that greeted them.
“Greetings, mothers,” Elyst said with a bright smile on her face. Kalt was hovering behind her sister, her eyes wide as it raked over her parents.
Stealing a quick glance at Palmer, Hem almost burst out laughing. Palmer's face was bright red. She could understand why. The smell of sex clung to them and they both looked thoroughly ravished. Ravished? Hem couldn't stop the smug smile that touched her lips. It was rather unfortunate that she healed fast; it would've been nice to view the scratches Palmer left on her skin after their last two lovemaking sessions. She felt Palmer pressing close to her and she threw a protective arm over the blonde's shoulder.
“Greetings, girls,” Hem said, hoping to draw the girls' attention away from their mother. Maybe that will give Palmer a few seconds to pull herself together.
Kalt and Elyst beamed back at her. Their blue eyes tracked to their mother who seemed unable to meet their eyes. The girls bore down on Palmer in unison.
“We would like you to meet our friends, Mother.”
Hem saw Palmer struggling with a response and she quickly interrupted the exuberant girls. “Give us a moment to freshen up and have breakfast before we meet your friends,” she said firmly. She began steering Palmer away from them. They had barely taken two steps when Palmer turned around. The three blondes stared at each other. Looking from her daughter to their mother, it struck Hem again that there would always be a moment or two in Palmer and girls' lives where she would not fit in. Strange that it didn't even make her feel jealous. She smiled when Palmer opened her arms and swept Kalt and Elyst into them. Hem waited patiently as the blondes embraced.
“Make your guests at home,” Palmer said softly when the embrace ended. “We'll be with you shortly.”
The girls looked at her for confirmation and Hem nodded. “Wait for us in the private lounge.”
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Palmer's head was still ringing from the earth-shattering orgasm Hem gave her while they were taking a bath together. She came to a stop before the huge double doors leading to the private lounge and quickly straightened her hair and uniform. Leaving the room, she'd caught her reflection in one of the mirrors. She looked like a woman who'd been thoroughly ravished and that she couldn't do anything about it.
The doors suddenly opened and Palmer smiled when Hem's scent enveloped her. The black and gold eyes twinkled as they looked down into hers.
“After you, milady.”
It was the first time Palmer had been in this room and she was pleasantly surprised by it. It was in total contrast to the rest of the gilded interior of the Palace. The room was furnished in soft, earthy tones which gave it welcoming warmth. The other rooms in the Palace made her want to snap to attention the moment she entered them.
Elyst and Kalt rose, pulling their guests up with them. Palmer's eyes moved from her daughters to the two other girls with them. Palmer was struck by how different the girls were from her daughters. It never occurred to her that her vivacious girls would settle for such subdued partners. Her eyes travelled over the tall, dark Pharmac standing next to Kalt. She was slightly taller than Kalt and in true Pharmac style, unbelievably gorgeous. Palmer walked over to the girl and held out her hand. The girl glanced over Palmer's shoulder to where Palmer felt Hem hovering.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Neitor,” Palmer said softly. The girl's larger hand enfolded hers and Palmer was immediately taken by the girl's gentleness and warmth. If Neitor was going to touch Kalt like that for the rest of their lives, Palmer didn't care if she hired herself out as a Juilkler toothpick. The Pharmac had her blessing.
A bright smile lit up Neitor's face, causing her dark, almond-shaped eyes to shine radiantly. She bowed over Palmer's hand. “It is an honour to make your acquaintance, milady.”
Charmed, Palmer squeezed the girl's hand. “Thank you, Neitor.”
The girl bowed again.
Palmer turned to face the other girl. So, this was the one who had had an even worse reputation than her baby. She could understand why. Ignul had all the characteristics of a true womanizer. She was gorgeous, with intense, slanted dark eyes which gave her a slightly brooding edge, and a strong, powerful body. What was it that Hem had said about Ignul again? Oh, yes, she mentioned the fact that the girl chose to dress in larger clothing and not comb her hair. Looking at Ignul, she could almost sense the girl's discomfort in tight fitting pants and tunic. Ignul's short, dark hair was brushed until it shone. A small smile tugged at Palmer's lips. Ignul cleaned up well. Her perusal seemed to make the girl uncomfortable. Palmer saw her hand reaching for Elyst, and Elyst hooked an arm around Ignul's narrow waist. The Pharmac glanced at Elyst, and Palmer blinked in shock at the blinding smile that came over Ignul's dark face. The smile spoke of love, trust and gratitude. It was as if she suddenly remembered where she was, because the smile disappeared from Ignul's face and she fixed a shy gaze on Palmer. Palmer had seen enough to make up her mind. If the mere sight of Elyst could cause Ignul to forget a room filled with people, then that was more than enough for her.
“Welcome to the Palace, Ignul,” she said gently, not wanting to scare off the already nervous-looking girl. Ignul smiled shyly and bowed deeply.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, milady,” Ignul murmured respectfully and shook Palmer's hand. Unlike the gentleness that was evident in Neitor's handshake, Ignul's grip was firm and confident.
Palmer felt Hem's hands on her shoulders and she turned her head to look up at her lover. “Can the girls stay and have lunch with us?”
Hem's eyes were warm as they looked into hers but sharpened when they lifted to look at Neitor and Ignul. Palmer playfully jabbed her elbow into Hem's abdomen when she heard their guests swallow audibly.
“It is fine with me. I wish to talk to them a little more after lunch,” Hem noted coolly. This time Palmer could actually see the Pharmac girls grow pale at hearing that. Hem took her hand and gave her daughters a quick smile. She followed Hem out of the lounge. With the door between them, Palmer gave Hem a mischievious smile.
“You are so bad for scaring the girls like that.”
Hem gave her a sharp look. “Can you image them doing to our daughters what I did to you last night?”
“Oh my…” Palmer muttered, blushing wildly. “Did you have to bring that up now?”
Hem nodded. “That was all that went through my mind as I looked at them. But I promise to break every bone in their body if they ever tried.”
Palmer smirked at Hem. “Hopefully they will be less bold in bed than you, and our daughters will not be sexually corrupted.”
A low warning growl escaped Hem.
Palmer chuckled as she patted Hem's tightly clenched jaw. “You might give yourself a heart attack. You'll have to relax a little if you hope to see our grandchildren one day.”
A look of pure malevolence came over Hem's face and Palmer doubled over as she laughed. Who would've thought it would be so much fun to tease Hem? When her laughter subsided, she found Hem looking at her with a forlorn expression on her face. Palmer gently pulled her into her arms. “It's going to be okay. They made excellent choices in mates. I promise you you'll don't have to worry about them.”
Pain was evident in Hem's eyes as she looked at the closed door. So that was the problem. Hem wasn't against the girls having chosen life mates or the sex issue. She was scared of letting them go. It was understandable. She had given birth to the girls, had watched them grow from babies to beautiful young women and now suddenly she had to step back so that someone else could take over from her. Hem was scared of not being needed by the girls anymore. She curled her arms around Hem's waist and rested her head against Hem's thundering heart.
“They will always be ours and they will always be our responsibility,” she whispered as she looked up into Hem's face. “You will always be the one they come to for advice because they know you will always be there for them.”
Hem nodded and brushed a kiss over Palmer's hair. “You're right as always.”
Palmer grinned. “I've done it once and I could probably do it again, you know. Maybe we could have more children.” She felt Hem lean back and lifted her head to meet Hem's eyes. “In the meantime you have Nael and me to take care off.”
Hem smiled softly. “We can talk more about having children, but I like the idea of taking care of you and Nael.” She frowned slightly. “Speaking about Nael, I wonder where she is? I need to talk to her too.”
“We have an hour or two before lunch. Do you want to go looking for her?” Palmer asked eagerly. She missed Nael.