Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“If you were waiting until we got to know each other better, I think that ship has sailed,” Sammi said dryly.
One corner of his stern but sensuous mouth quirked up briefly.
“You could be right about that. Very well, come with me and I’ll tell you all about it.”
Twelve
Gods! Roark squeezed his hands into fists at his sides as he watched his new assistant’s full ass sway while she walked from the fitting room of his lab back to the work room.
Making her come…stroking her pussy while she moaned and begged and writhed, had been the most intensely erotic experience of his life. He hadn’t allowed himself to be intimate with any female since Amanda and that had been so long ago it almost didn’t hurt anymore.
Almost.
He pushed the thought of his past lover out of his mind. Samantha was nothing like her and this situation was completely different. She was his assistant, that was all. And now that they had “gotten to know each other better” as she put it, he could get her more deeply involved in the testing part of his research.
Which was exactly why he couldn’t let himself become aroused by her reactions, he reminded himself. No matter how enticing she was when she moaned his name and came for him, he needed to remain an impartial observer and not allow himself to become emotionally involved.
Because once they started the fitting and testing of the parts of his prototype, there was going to be a lot more moaning and begging and coming—if there wasn’t, then something was seriously wrong with his designs.
The research had to come first and any feelings he was tempted to have for the luscious little female must be suppressed.
Roark only hoped he was strong enough to suppress them.
Thirteen
“As you know, my research into infertility centers on a very specific demographic—that of unmated human females who wish to become pregnant with a Kindred baby.”
“Yes, that is extremely specific.” Sammi nodded and crossed her thighs, smoothing her skirt down over her knees modestly. She couldn’t believe they were sitting here in his workroom, speaking as though nothing had happened between them.
Though maybe to Roark, nothing had happened. He was speaking in a dry, lecturing tone and though she was pretty sure he had been aroused while he was making her come, he hadn’t acted on it. Though he had offered to lick her pussy…
Just the thought made her cheeks get hot.
Pay attention, Sammi! she lectured herself. And try to forget the past hour—the only way you’re going to be able to have any kind of working relationship with Roark is if you both just pretend it never happened.
Which was true enough, so she forced herself to focus on his words.
“Why only unmated human females who want a Kindred baby?” she asked. “I would have thought you’d be more interested in infertile couples.”
Roark waved a hand dismissively.
“There are already plenty of infertility treatments for Kindred/human couples. When I first started getting interested in infertility, I had a patient come to me whose mate had just died.”
“How sad,” Sammi said softly.
He nodded.
“Yes, it was tragic. But he, like all Kindred males, had frozen a sample of his seed in our genetic bank, here aboard the Mother Ship. The patient wanted me to implant some of that seed in her womb and help her to have the child they had wanted so much when he was alive. So I did the procedure…but it failed. I also tried combining one of her eggs with his seed—but that also failed.”
“It did—what happened? I mean, what went wrong?” Sammi asked, frowning.
“I asked myself that very question,” Roark said thoughtfully. “It seemed that no matter what I tried, the patient was unable to conceive, even though she was a perfectly healthy female in the prime of her life. At last, I hit on the solution—at least, I hope it will be the solution,” he added.
“What is it?” Sammi was really interested now. She leaned forward, literally on the edge of her seat.
“I realized that the component that was lacking during the attempts at artificial insemination and invitro fertilization was desire—pleasure,” Roark emphasized.
He had been leaning back against the light table with his arms crossed as he spoke but now he stood up and began pacing as he lectured.
“You see, when a human female becomes pregnant with a Kindred’s seed, they are almost always in the process of bonding sex.”
“Bonding sex being the step beyond regular sex that can only happen with a Kindred, right?” Sammi asked. She hadn’t been aboard the Mother Ship long but the Kindred sexual cycle was fascinating to her.
“Exactly.” He nodded. “And a female can almost never get pregnant by a male unless they are having bonding sex. Even after they are initially bonded, he will bond her to him over and over again and that’s when she’s most likely to become pregnant.”