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His female splayed her fingers across his body armor-covered chest, physically claiming him with her touch. She wiggled her luscious ass.
A growl escaped his lips. If they were in a safe location, he’d strip off their garments and breed with her right there on the ground.
But danger could be drawing near.
He couldn’t place his female’s lifespan at risk.
Strike reluctantly pulled back from her. “We have to go.”
His female blinked once, twice.
Then she nodded. “We have to go.”
She jumped to her booted feet and looked around them.
Strike stood also. He wiped some of the dirt off his weapons.
“There they are.” His female stomped over to where he’d left her friend and the friend’s male. “You dropped them on the ground and they still didn’t wake up.” She gazed at them closely. “Whatever the Powluks gave them must’ve been super strong.” Her forehead furrowed. “Do you think they’re okay?”
“According to my life-form scans, their vitals are strong.” He slung first the male, then the friend over his shoulders.
They walked in the direction of their ship.
“The Powluks in the tunnels will be stuck there,” his female chattered. “That ladder is a goner.”
“They’ll call for help.” Strike wasn’t concerned about them. They would find a way out of the space.
“The males did have handhelds.” His female nodded.
Strike abruptly stopped. His scans detected movement ahead of them. “There’s a small humanoid male moving in our direction.” He drew his guns.
“Stop.” His female hurried around his form. “Don’t shoot.” She held up her hands as though trying to block his shot. “He’s a kid. I’ll talk with him.”
Strike frowned at her. “The kid might be a threat.”
“I know him.” She placed her hands on his guns. “He’s not a threat.”
“How do you know him?” He narrowed his eyes at his female.
“We met while you were clearing the tunnel.” Her cheeks turned pink. “I know I was supposed to stun everyone I saw, but he’s a kid, and I couldn’t do that.”
His soft-hearted female was skilled at shooting, but she was no warrior.
He sighed. “Talk with him.”
“Yes.” She treated him to a grin that almost downed his systems.
His female was so fraggin’ beautiful.
Then she turned. “You won the game.” She framed her lips with her hands and yelled that bizarre statement.
“I won?” A little Powluk male jumped out from behind a large piece of debris. “I really won?”
“You won.” Strike’s female beamed at the offspring. “My male found everyone else, but he couldn’t find you.”
Her male didn’t process he was looking for the little Powluk.
Strike gazed at the two of them.
