Chapitre 17: Chapter 17

Kor awoke slowly, the unfamiliar feel of a warm, naked body pressed against him an instant-and pleasant, indeed-reminder of the previous day's events.

She's mine. This possessive thought made his lips curve into a smile, and he hugged her close. As if it had a mind of its own, one of his hands found the heavy globe of her breast and squeezed it. Even in her sleep, she squirmed and sighed at his touch. Kor felt himself getting hard.

"Ahem," came the ever-present Alphie, using his uncanny ability to interrupt at inopportune moments.

Kor sighed and rolled onto his back, letting go of Diana's breast with regret.

"Your mother is calling again. Shall I put her on the view screen in here?" said Alphie with altogether too much mirth.

"No!" Kor shot out of bed and scrambled for his clothes. While he hopped about in an undignified manner to yank them on, he heard Diana's sleepy voice from behind him.