Mixed Blood (Wattys2015)

Chapter 20- Blue eyes

Marko laid looking at his naked mate sleep peacefully after their previous eventful night. She was tangled up in the sheets laying close to him, it was enough to stay warm but far enough not to be sweating. His eyes traveled over her as if it was the first time he had ever seen her and in a way he could say that it was. Last night he had seen a side of her that amazed him, she was unafraid to want and desire him, to be in her most vulnerable form while at the same time letting lose all her power in a show of grand beauty. He had only seen a glimpse of this a few times, but now he had seen the whole show and he couldn’t wait for a repetition.

Kara tossed and the sheets slid from her hips to reveal the three petal mark that defined her matrilineage. Yep that was the mark of the Vorgonzoa family.

“You know, staring is rude.” She muttered opening one eye to look at him with a smile on her face.

“I’m not staring, I am observing you.” He said leaning down to kiss her cheek. “Hmm…”

“What?” she asked following his eyes.

He lowered himself to her neck and kissed her taking in deep breaths. ”something is different.” He said.

 She giggled at the prickling sensation of his stubble grazing her skin. “What are you talking about?”

Marko left her neck to look at her eyes. “You smell different, still sweet, still delicious, but a bit like me.”

“What? Just because we…”she started to say but decided to check something first. Kara leaned in and sniffed his neck. He smelled like cedar wood, light sweat and sweet like nectar. She smiled at him and said “Well I guess our claim is final. This is going to be hard to explain to your parents.”

He laughed. “They will not be surprised. My father might get angry but we can deal with that. He will understand” Marko yawned and stretched. “Well it is almost midmorning and we have things to do.”

“Are you saying we have to leave this bed?” she asked with some whine in her voice.

“We do if we want to find the intruders, and check on Tark. Plus you need to start training, and I need dancing classes.”

“Sounds like a busy day.” She said pulling the sheets over her head in protest.

A knock came to the door, making her uncover from her silky cocoon. Marko grumbled rolled off the bed and walked to the door. Before he opened it she said. “Honey, as much as I love the view you need to cover yourself when you answer the door.” She tossed him one of the bed sheets.

“Right, if only my pants hadn’t vanished into thin air.” He said as he wrapped the fabric around his hips.

He opened the door to see a short woman standing there with a large platter in her hands. Kara recognized her from the kitchens.

The woman blushed at the sight of Marko’s indecent disposition. Kara noticed her eyes had done a quick survey of her prince before returning to the floor. The woman looked nervous and uncomfortable in Marko’s presence.

Kara wrapped a bed sheet around her body and made her way to the door.

“Tellad right?” She asked and the woman nodded. “Thank you so much for bringing us food here, we are starving.” She took the platter and asked “Do you know where Penelope is?”

“She is at home with her husband, mam”

“Good.” Kara said. The woman bid them good bye, but not before giving Marko another glance.

Marko closed the door behind them and followed Kara to the bed. “Next time, I’ll answer the door. You make people nervous.” She took off the lid of the platter and said “especially when all you are wearing is a bed sheet.”