Chapter 15

“Your skin is exquisite, Pa Mici. Do you feel us yet?'' His soft, mobile lips swept light kisses across her cheek and nibbled at the corner of her mouth.

“Name…my pirate…name,” she insisted, sticking out her lower lip, her mouth in moue.

“Jonal. Rest now,” the voice soothed.

“Tis such a good dream,” Anya whispered as she grabbed his arm. “Please, don’t make me wake up.”

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“Saxon, Lunas, you have the Bridge,” Tonas said as he crossed over to the double-paneled doors to the StarRoom. The panels slid into the wall with a whoosh and closed behind him. He strode around the table, past the twin consoles over to a secon entry. Brightstar recognized his biological signature and granted access to the Admirals’ private quarters. The lounge was darkened with only a glow from the rooms deeper in casting some light.

“Jonal,” Tonas called quietly. He stepped toward the warm glow.