Katieran Prime 4 - Kiljorn Prime (19 page)

Ren smiled, understanding the joke was about his brother causing trouble. He felt he could relate. “Tell me what you found out from the Earth females involved.”

Lindsey got right down to business. “After I made the Commander leave the room where we were questioning the women, I found out the brunette in fatigues, the one I called G.I. Jane, is actually Captain Jaxon Malone. She’s an active Air Force captain and a member of the military exchange team that will be going to Katiera for training,” Lindsey paused as Commander KydEL sighed heavily and made some kind of remark that didn’t make it through her translator.

She continued with her report. “Captain Malone says that she had convinced her friend, the redhead, to come with her and apply for relocation to Katiera. The redhead’s name is Cassandra Anne Tomlin. She is twenty-five years old. She’d been working as a legal assistant up until six months ago. She quit her job and then went missing.”

“Why would she just take off like that, when she obviously knew she was breeding and would need special care?” Ren wanted to yell at the female for putting herself in danger.

“Captain Malone refused to answer any questions pertaining to Miss Tomlin’s pregnancy. However, I did some digging and found out that Miss Tomlin did not apply for a special license.” Lindsey pulled her digital tablet out to verify the facts she had entered earlier.

Both men looked confused, but it was Kyd, who asked, “What does this special license mean?”

“One of the things the EWG implemented in an attempt to control the population problem was to require special licenses for all pregnancies. No license means that you are guilty of an unauthorized pregnancy. You can resolve the issue with a government-mandated abortion. If you do not consent to the abortion, you are then arrested and may still be subject to a government-mandated abortion. Anyone aware of a woman with an unauthorized pregnancy is required to turn them over to the EWG or they could face serious charges for aiding a criminal.”

Neither of the men said anything as they thought about this.

Lindsey continued to relay the information she had gathered. “I had a friend of mine check the databases for special licenses; Miss Tomlin is not registered.”

Ren cleared his throat, “So … she has broken the EWG law and is now a wanted criminal?” He ran a hand through his dark hair. His stomach turned at the thought of being forced to hand the female over to the EWG.

Lindsey shook her head, “That’s what has me confused. Miss Tomlin was never reported to the EWG for being in violation. If I had to take a guess, I would say the father of the child is someone with political connections and wants to contain the situation.”

Kyd’s comm link beeped. He stood and walked into the dining area to answer the call. “Commander KydEL here.”

Ren sighed. “What can we do for the female that won’t leave us in any kind of violation with the EWG?” Personally, he didn’t care one bit about what the EWG said. However, he was the Prime Leader of the Katieran Nation and had to act in the best interest of his people.

“The Katieran Nation can offer Miss Tomlin political asylum,” Lindsey offered.

“What is this political sylum?” Ren asked leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees.

“Political asylum. It’s a type of protection and safe passage that a nation can offer to refugees.” Lindsey added, “The EWG can do nothing if Miss Tomlin accepts the offer of asylum.”

“Do it. Offer Miss Tomlin this A-sylum. Is there anything else that needs to be done?” Ren could already see his beautiful, redheaded goddess standing under the twin suns of his home planet. He was imagining the way the bright red strands of her glorious hair would stand out and sparkle. Her ivory skin would shine with health and happiness. He couldn’t wait to get her home.
Wait a minute. She wasn’t his. What was he thinking?

Lindsey looked at Ren and had a sinking feeling. He seemed way too protective of Miss Tomlin. She saw her chances to win Ren for herself diminishing by the second. Nevertheless, she was a professional and would do her job no matter what her personal feelings were.

“Miss Tomlin needs to get off the planet … immediately. Tonight, if possible. The longer she remains on Earth, the greater the chance the EWG will discover her presence.”

“I understand. I was planning to leave in a couple of hours in my personal shuttle to join our transport ship orbiting the planet. I will take the female with me. Is there any official paperwork required for this A-sylum?” Ren reached for his own digital tablet on the table beside his chair to make changes to his flight plan. A 3D image of the flight plan came on the display.

“The official paperwork will take a little time for me to draw up and then it has to be submitted to the EWG. Miss Tomlin’s situation is one that cannot wait for the ‘red tape’ to be cleared. With your permission, I can verbally offer her political asylum by the authority of the Katieran Nation. As long as I have two witnesses present to testify that Miss Tomlin accepted the offer of her own free will, that is all that is required at this time. I can later have the official papers drawn up and submitted after Miss Tomlin is aboard the transport ship.” Lindsey put away her tablet.

Ren nodded his agreement. He then stood, indicating the meeting was over. “Thank you so much, Miss Carreli, for the great job you’ve done for us here.” Ren waited for Lindsey to stand and walked her to the door. “Would you do one more thing for me regarding this matter?”

“Of course, what do you need?” She gave him a gentle smile.

“The male. I want to know the name of the male who abandoned Miss Tomlin and her young.” Ren could not help but sound angry. It was unacceptable to him, about the treatment of this delicate female.

“I will do my best, Prime Leader.” Lindsey walked through the open door. She hoped that this Miss Tomlin was deserving of Ren’s attention. It was rare to find a man of worth. And Ren was very much a man of worth.

Excerpt from Prime Commander

Katieran Prime Book Two

By KD Jones

Prologue

It hadn’t occurred to Jaxon where the Commander was headed until she walked out onto the same balcony from earlier that evening. She looked around nervously, making sure they weren’t interrupting something, but Kat and SydEL were gone. The Commander waited for her by the railing.

She walked up to him and crossed her arms over her chest. “What the hell is this all about?” she demanded.

“What in Kitana are you doing letting that Kiljorn put his hands all over you?” he yelled at her.

“I can do whatever I want with whomever I want to do it with!” She stood her ground as he took a step toward her.

“He is not the male for you,” the Commander grumbled.

“Oh really? Just who is the right—” She was suddenly cut off by strong, firm, male lips claiming hers.

She tried to push away from him but he pulled her into his tight embrace. She felt her body instantly spark to life. Her lips parted with a moan. She finally gave into his sensual onslaught.

He lifted her up and Jaxon automatically wrapped her legs around his waist. Kyd walked them into the shadows and pressed her up against the wall of the building. The female drove him crazy with lust.

Jaxon had the fleeting thought—
this balcony is seeing a lot of action tonight.

Her dress rode up to expose her panties beneath. He pressed his lower body into hers and she could feel the hardness of his arousal as it rubbed against the juncture of her covered crotch. She wanted him desperately. His thick, rough fingers moved her panties aside and teased the lips of her sex. She shivered with need.

“You are wet for me,” Kyd growled at her.

“Commander …” They should probably stop before this went too far. Jaxon just couldn’t get the words out.

“Call me, Kyd,” he whispered as he pressed his finger deep between her feminine folds. He pumped it in and out, harder and harder.

“Oh God, that feels so good,” she moaned.

“Say my name,” he demanded.

“Kyd. Oh fuck … please.” She pressed herself back and forth against his hand.

He added another finger. “You are so tight, Jaxon. Release for me.”

“Yes! Yes!” She came so hard she almost lost consciousness. It had been a long time since she had been intimate with anyone. Frankly, she had never had such a strong climax before now. The man had talented fingers.

He had just started to undo his pants when his comm link went off. “Kitana!” He hit the link. “Commander KydEL here.” He gave her a look that said not to move an inch. “I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

Ten minutes? That wasn’t going to be enough time. She wanted more. She wanted to get naked with him and lick him all over.

He ended his communication and slowly lowered, Jaxon, back to her feet. “I am needed in the Operations Room.”

Jaxon nodded her head with understanding. She wasn’t sure her voice would work. She could barely stand.

Kyd grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him for a deep kiss. When he finished kissing her, he stepped back to see she wore a sexually satisfied expression. He smiled smugly.

“You will not dance with any more males this evening.” It wasn’t a request.

If she had been in her right mind, she would have told him to stuff it. However, she was still foggy and could only manage to nod her head in agreement. She leaned against the building and watched the Commander’s firm ass walk away. What the hell just happened? She needed a strong drink. She tested her legs out and took one step, then another as she made her way back to the ballroom.

Chapter One

Eighteen Years Earlier

“Come on, Jaxon, I dare you to,” a skinny boy yelled at her.

“Don’t listen to him, Jax. He’s just trying to get you in trouble,” a little red-haired girl called up to her from the ground below.

Jaxon was a gangly, ten-year-old girl with wavy, brown hair. She stared down at her twelve-year-old foster brother, Ricky, on the ground below. He wanted her to give up.

They had been playing truth or dare with a group of neighborhood kids. Jaxon chose to take the dare. Ricky had dared her to jump from the roof of their foster parents’ home.

Jaxon looked down at the little red-haired girl; her BFF, Cassie. “I have to, Cass, it’s a dare.” And Jaxon never backed down from a dare—not ever.

Randy turned to his buddies. “She’s too scared to do it. Besides, she’s just a girl.”

“No, Jax!” Cassie screamed as Jaxon leapt from the roof.

It was the most incredible feeling, Jaxon, had ever experienced—flying through the air. Actually, it was more like
falling
through the air. The thrill didn’t last that long. A few seconds of pure joy and then—the most excruciating pain she had ever felt in her young life.

The doctor said she had broken her right leg in two places and it was going to take six weeks to recover. She needed assistance getting to the bathroom. Her foster parents were furious. Her foster mom, Janet, argued with the social worker because social services wouldn’t pay for Jaxon to stay at the hospital. Janet complained that she just couldn’t handle a child with “special needs.”

Cassie’s grandparents, the Tomlins, overheard the argument and offered to care for Jaxon while she was recovering. Her foster parents didn’t care as long as they still got paid from the foster care system. So for six weeks, Jaxon lived with Cassie and her grandparents—it was the best summer of her life.

The foster home Jaxon lived in was crowded and noisy. The kids there constantly fought over food, clothes, toys, and space. Jaxon never had anything that was her own. Her foster parents cared more about the money they got paid than they did the kids they took in. It was the same as all the other foster homes that Jaxon had been in and out of over the years. The only difference this time was that Cassie lived next door.

For once, it was nice to be a part of a real family like the Tomlins. Cassie was already her best friend and by the end of that summer, they had become as close as sisters. They didn’t fight over anything. Whatever Jaxon wanted, Cassie was happy to give it to her. In turn, Jaxon became very protective of Cassie.

The day Jaxon’s cast came off was one of her best memories from her childhood. Cassie’s grandfather, a retired Air Force pilot, rented a Cirrus SR20 airplane. He took both Cassie and Jaxon up for their first flight. Cassie wasn’t really into flying and spent the whole time with her eyes closed and fingers crossed—not Jaxon. She fell in love with the small plane the moment she caught sight of it and when Mr. Tomlin took them up in the air, the whole world melted away. It was just her, the plane, and the sky—it was heaven.

She and Cassie planned to live together when they got older. There was just one small problem: Jaxon was three years older than Cassie. When she graduated from high school, her foster parents insisted that she move out. Cassie’s grandparents offered to let her stay with them, but Jaxon didn’t want to impose.

Then she had gotten the most absurd idea from her idiot foster brother. Ricky had joined the Army when he turned eighteen. While he was visiting their foster parents, he complained about boot camp and how hard it was. He told Jaxon that she would never make it in the military. She would be cycled out of boot camp the first day.

The following Monday, Jaxon took a bus downtown to the Air Force recruitment center and signed up. The Air Force was not going to let her enlist with them at first, but Cassie’s grandfather called in a favor. To everyone’s surprise, including Jaxon’s, she excelled in the military.

Her motto was to never back down from a challenge. She proved herself by accepting every mission offered to her. She preferred the more dangerous missions. She earned respect from her superior officers and advanced quickly through the ranks. Then she was given a mission that would change her life—forever.

Present Day at EWG Military Headquarters

Three generals sat facing each other at the small conference table: General Clarkson of the Army division, General Millian of the Navy division, and General Campbell of the Air Force division. They were part of the EWG, Earth World Government, and Military Force.