Dax
Dax
Sarah’s kiss soothed the beast brought about by the Hive blood on my hands. The mating fever had come on so abruptly and so intensely that I’d been unable to stop it and had no way to tame it. I’d killed the three Hive without even blinking, but when I was done, I saw Sarah stand and knew I had to have her. The beast within wanted her with an intensity that was painful. I wanted to toss her over one of the supply cubes and f**k her, filling her again and again with my seed, my beast telling Sarah that she belonged to him. But not here, not now. And not on a Hive prison ship.
I couldn’t even f**k her now. Sarah knew I needed something, and the kiss helped. Just being able to touch her, to feel that she was right there with me eased the harsh need. If she hadn’t soothed me, kissed
