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  FAIGON’S MATE

  A FARSEEK MERCENARY SERIES EXTRA

  CLARISSA LAKE

  GTQ LLC

  Orlando, Florida

  Copyright © 2017 by Clarissa Lake

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  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

  Farsseek: Faigon’s Mate/Clarissa Lake -- 1st ed.

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  CONTENTS

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Books by Clarissa Lake

  Julconi Prison World

  Tyema (Ty em a) Reznar – Narovian

  Faigon(Fay Gone) Nesgatu – Farseek Warrior

  Chapter One

  Tyema

  My name is Tyema Reznar of Narova.

  The last two years have been an utter nightmare. Now I am probably going to die.

  The shuttle just touched down on the Sargus Correctional Colony of Julconi, commonly known as Julconi Prison Planet. There are no guards and no cells and no rules. The prison is run by mob rule and survival of the fittest. There were no separate areas for males and females.

  The Sargan Enforcers shuttle you down to one of five continents and shove you out the door with a backpack of supplies and a single knife to defend yourself.

  I am a feline humanoid female, and the only thing I did to end up here is escape slavery---four times. Just what did they expect?

  I was an Alliance Law Enforcement agent stationed on Earth to fight human trafficking by alien slavers. I was off duty dining with a friend at a local restaurant in West Virginia. When I went to get into my vehicle to return to the secret Alliance base in the mountains, I got hit by a stun beam and kidnapped by the very alien slavers I was there to stop.

  I caused them enough trouble that they decided I was untrainable and they sent me here where males outnumber females two to one. In most humanoid species I knew the males were generally larger and stronger. There were horror stories of women being gang-raped and killed the day they arrived. Armed with the long knife they issued, I could take a few out before they overpowered me but more than three, I’d probably lose.

  There was a crowd of disheveled men and some women at the landing pad when I came to the exit ramp of the shuttle. They started hooting and whistling as soon as they saw I was female. The loose-fitting tunic and pants didn’t entirely hide my feminine curves, so the short regrowth of my hair from when they shaved my head wasn’t enough to make me appear asexual.

  A dozen others arrived with me, four other women and seven men. The men were just as scared as we were because there was nowhere to go. A thick crowd surrounded the landing pad behind the fence. They even blocked the only exit. The Sargans were just going to leave us there, trapped by the crowd, and take off.

  We walked toward the entrance to get far enough away before the shuttle launched, which it did almost immediately. None of my extensive training had prepared me for anything like this. We weren’t going anywhere unless these people let us.

  I turned in a slow circle, looking at the sea of faces surrounding us, hoping to find an ally. As I took a long breath, I scented one about one-hundred-ten degrees to my right among the pungent smell of unwashed bodies.

  “Meomee!” I cried. “Meomee!” My soulmate!

  I scented him in that crowd mingled with all the other smells, but there was no way to tell which of them was mine. I had to find him quickly, or I could be in a bad way within a planet rotation. He could be one of a half a dozen humanoid races that were compatible with feline humanoids. Not all of them were capable of recognizing me by scent. So, I might have to find him first.

  Then I saw this tall man with lavender colored skin and bright orange hair cropped even closer than mine. As he moved along the fence toward the exit, he kept looking at me. Then our eyes met in recognition. Something about him made me think he was out of place here. He was a bit cleaner than most of the other men in the crowd.

  An alarm sounded, and the gate slid open as soon as the shuttle was out of sight. People started pouring in through the opening, and we newbies moved off to the side, remembering that the shuttle had also left a dozen modules of supplies, mostly food. That saved us from being accosted immediately. Standing off to the side, I couldn’t help trembling in relief as I watched people breaking open the modules and grabbing as much of the packaged food as they could carry.

  It was the same as the rations in the backpacks we were given. I certainly wasn’t going to risk my life to get more of them. I just wanted to get out of there.

  Then someone touched my arm, and I reached for the knife in my belt, looking to see who had encroached in my personal space. I scented him at the same time as I saw the orange hair that capped his head in short tiny curls.

  “Solmatu,” he said in a deep voice as sensual as an intimate caress. He was speaking the Sargan language of which I had a rudimentary knowledge. “Come with me, I’ll get you out of here,” he added and offered his hand.

  I took it immediately and nodded to him. In my whole life, no better ally would ever come along. As the landing site filled with people, the man with orange hair held my hand tightly and plowed through the crowd drawing me with him through the openings he created. Finally, we broke through, and we were running through the hard-packed dirt street and out of the village into the hills beyond. We didn’t slow down until we had gone over the first hill so the crowd at the landing would not see where we went.

  By then, I was getting out of breath. We were moving into a forested stretch where the foliage thickened underneath trees that carried most of their dark green leaves near the tops of tall, bare trunks. Most were around 100 feet tall. The underbrush was ten to twelve feet and under.

  We zigzagged through that underbrush. I just hung on and ran as fast as I could, hoping he knew where he was going. We must have run for ten minutes before he finally slowed and stopped in front of a thick wall of bushes. He gave a command in another language, and a doorway appeared behind a tree. It wouldn’t have been obvious, but there was light shining through the bush in front of it.

  The man let my hand go and moved the bush from the doorway and gestured for me to enter in front of him.

  “I’ll be right behind you solmatu,” he said. “I’m just going to cover the entrance.”

  Were he anyone else, I would have insisted he take the lead, but he was meomee, and I knew I could trust him with my life. I went inside, shrugged off the backpack, and set it on a bench.

  No one else was inside. I’m guessing that’s why as soon as the door closed behind him he turned and swept me into his arms for a long passionate kiss.

  ---And I didn’t even know his name yet!! As soon as I scented him, my hormones started sending my body into a mating frenzy and putting out pheromones to insight him to mate with me. I’d heard that it could be like this with a humanoid that could sense the connection. Most ordinary homo sapiens were affected by the mating pheromones, but they can’t scent their true mates the way felines can. Sometimes they need a little convincing that the desire they feel is caused by soulmate recognition
.

  But this magnificent man seemed to know as soon as I did. He was so sexy and big. My toes were all that touched the floor as he held me and I wound my arms around his neck. I really wanted to know his name but I couldn’t make myself break away from our first kiss to ask.

  His kiss was sending messages of desire surging through my body, and I could feel the evidence of his desire pressing against my belly. The pressure of his firm, muscular chest against my hardened nipples was delightful. I knew that sex would happen sooner than later.

  I couldn’t even say how long the kiss lasted, but we were both panting and out of breath when he finally lifted his lips from mine and smiled down at me.

  “Hello, beautiful,” he said, “my name is Faigon Nesgatu, Lieutenant Commander Nesgatu of the Farseek Mercenaries.”

  “Tyema Reznar United Alliance of Planets Law Enforcement Agent. Kidnapped by slavers from Earth two years ago, been trying to escape ever since.”

  “That’s how you ended up here?”

  I nodded.

  “Yeah, they decided I was incorrigible, so they sent me here for life, and I didn’t think that was going to be very long,” I told him. “This place is utterly barbaric.””

  “Slavery is barbaric. But don’t worry, solmatu, I will get you out of here,” he assured me with a gentle caress of his fingers across my cheek. “I was hoping my solmatu might be here, but I have to say I was not expecting you. I’ve heard of your kind. We rescued one on Breskaa.”

  “I am feline, but human compatible,” I told him.

  “Of course, you are, or we would not be solmatu.”

  “We call it meomee.”

  “But you don’t really want to talk right now, do you?”

  I shook my head staring up into his teal green eyes and inadvertently rubbed my hypersensitive nipples back and forth across his chest. “I want you.”

  Chapter Two

  Faigon

  “Can we clarify that?” I asked her. “Are you wanting to share sex or claim me as your mate?”

  “We don’t make that distinction,” she said. “We are meomee. Now that we have touched, we must mate, you must claim me.”

  I couldn’t stop looking at her beautiful face and those pale blue feline eyes that were almost the same color as her blue hair. She, Tyema, was my soulmate!

  The rest of my team was out for the duration, and I had a private berth so we would be alone. A good thing because I literally ached to put my cock inside her. Her pheromones must be even more potent than mine.

  I was torn between needing to mate her and wanting to know everything about her. But then I guess it really didn’t matter because we were mating for life. “Let’s go to my berth,” I said and walked her down the short hall to my sleep cell. It was hardly more than a clothing module with just enough room for us to stand beside the bed.

  We took our clothes off in silence, driven by the bonding hormones, and dropped them on the floor. Tyema was even more beautiful naked. Her breasts were full and round with tight peaked nipples, nicely wide hips, and curved buttocks. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out to flick the rosy brown tips of her breasts with my thumbs.

  Tyema grabbed my hand and tugged it gently as she moved to climb into my bed. Fortunately, it was wide enough for both of us. As I got in beside her, she took my hand and pressed it between her thighs against her mons. I slid a finger between her folds and confirmed that she was wet and ready.

  “Faigon, please fuck me now. The pheromones are so strong, I ache for you to fill me with your cock,” she murmured.

  I moved between her parted thighs and did just that. I fucked her quick and hard as we looked straight into each other’s eyes until we both came and I spilled my seed into her. But we weren’t finished because I was still hard inside her, and she apparently wanted me to stay there until we could go again.

  “I’ve waited all my life to find you---dreamed of courting you and falling in love with you---this is not at all how I thought it would be,” I said, memorizing the curve of her face with my fingers. “But I know you are mine---and I am yours,” I said and kissed her lips with all the tenderness I felt. “I am yours as long as I draw breath.”

  Tyema gently caressed my cheek, “I am yours, and you are mine, as long as I draw breath.”

  “Damned if this didn’t happen at the worst time for mating,” I said, softening my words with a kiss. “This is an important assignment. My people’s lives depend on this. I cannot declare solmatu in the middle of this.”

  “Believe me, Faigon, I understand,” she smiled at me. “We will have to make it work, but we need to mate every chance we get because the pheromones will keep us almost constantly aroused.”

  “I know, I am still hard inside you, and we both just came.” I could not stop looking at her face and into her eyes. She looked at me like she already loved me, but how could she?

  “Meomee, I dreamed of this joining many times, but I never saw your face,” she said with an almost shy smile. “This is not the time or place I would have picked either, but I never needed you more than I need you now.”

  “I will protect you with my life,” I assured her.

  “And I would do the same,” she said. “Normally, I would say that I can take care of myself, but this place terrifies me!”

  “Rightly so. That’s why we are determined to get our people out. But we will also take anyone who wishes to seek asylum on Farseek.” I explained. “My team is in the middle of finding those who wish to be evacuated, and I am mating with my beautiful soulmate.”

  She laughed softly. “I can’t tell you I’m sorry with any conviction---except for the timing. You know as well as I do, we don’t get the choice with a random recognition.”

  “True,” I said, “But no more talking, I need to mate you some more.”

  “Yes,” she murmured, just before I kissed and kept her tongue busy with mine.

  Before I mated Tyema, I hadn’t shared sex with many females. I did it, I think more to know what to do when I found my solmatu than for the pleasure of it. I found pleasure in it and gave pleasure in return, but those joinings were nothing compared to what I felt in Tyema. The second time was even better than the first. I took her slowly and deeply, drawing out our pleasure as long as possible.

  Those other times were just practice for what was to come. In Tyema’s arms, I was transported to a place out of time where everything else could cease to exist outside of us, and we wouldn’t know. I felt so much more than my cock inside her and my tongue tasting the inside of her mouth. I felt like she was reaching into my heart and soul, caressing my spirit from the inside out.

  I lost all track of time making love to my soul mate, exploring every inch of her delectable body. It took that long to get control of my almost constant need to mate with her.

  By the next morning, I was able to debrief the members of my team on the progress of locating our Uatu people and those of other species and races who wished to be evacuated from what for many was unjust imprisonment. It was also my duty to report solmatu and alert my second in command to assume my duties, because I knew my concentration was impaired.

  Even as I spoke the words, I realized that I was having difficulty in concentrating on my instructions to him. Tyema came out of my sleep cell only long enough to be introduced and get some meal bars. She was even more fidgety than I was, perhaps because it was her body that was producing the pheromones that affected both of us. She returned to our sleep cell rather quickly.

  It made me feel torn between my elation of finally discovering my soul mate, the female who would share my life and bear my children and my duty to my team and my people.

  “Sir, don’t worry about the mission,” Lieutenant Adontu said. “We have it all under control. We’ve scouted the landing sites and enlisted trusted Uatu to pass the word on when and where to report for evacuation.”

  “Excellent,” I said. “Not many people get to pick when and where they find solmatu. This is the las
t thing I expected.”

  “That’s exactly why you should appreciate this time of discovery. Under other circumstances, we could have you evacuated while you do what you need to do and we finish up down here.”

  “And I would ask for it, so I don’t want to jeopardize the mission. But Dread Four is out of range keeping surveillance on the Sargan battlecruiser.” I told him. “I let them know my situation.”

  “We’ll get this done, sir. Solmatu is sacred, and you have been blessed with a beautiful mate. Congratulations, sir.” Adontu smiled and inclined his head in salute.

  “Thank you, as of now, you are in charge Lieutenant.” I returned his salute and then hurried back to my sleep cell to mate with Tyema some more. I knew Adontu was fully capable of taking over the mission. I was glad of it because I could barely concentrate on anything but my desire for Tyema for more than a few minutes.

  A Narovian feline, I could not have imagined a more exotic soul mate.

  Chapter Three

  Tyema

  I took the meal bars back to Faigon’s sleep cell which we now shared while he debriefed his reconnaissance team, whom I met briefly. But I didn’t linger. As soon as I saw Faigon, the pheromones surged again, and I felt such overwhelming desire for him that I could hardly breathe.

  We had slept little the night before yet I felt energized. I only got the meal bars to keep my body nourished for the next round of mating. It was less than thirty minutes before Faigon returned to our bed, but I was aching for him by then. I did not try to pleasure myself for relief because I knew it would not quell my desire for him.

  Faigon must have a strong will to have stayed away from me so long. While I was waiting for him, I took off my clothing again so that I would be ready to receive him. When he came into the tiny cubicle, I had to restrain myself from leaping into his arms and wrapping my self around him. As soon as he stepped inside and the door closed behind him, he pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants.