Mestral’s Legacy: Chapter 29

From a dense clump of bushes, a predator watched the proceedings on the deck with lascivious interest. In the darkness the two figures were only shadows, but he stayed nonetheless, mesmerised by the activity on the deck. Anything that he couldn’t see, he could hear and the noises drifting through the still night air left him painfully excited.

Easing his pants down, his hand worked to relieve the compulsive lust that threatened to drive him insane. He had almost taken the girl at the docks but it would have taken too long. She would have been missed before he could get away with the boat. Much better to hunt here; no one would think to look for him here.

He could hardly believe his good fortune at finding a Vulcan female. If this was a Vulcan disease then a Vulcan could cure it–he was sure of it. He had almost made his move a couple hours ago, but then the male had shown up. At first he had thought there was nothing between them, the way that they ignored each other all evening until they had come out to the hot tub. At first it was just him getting away from her, but she wasn’t ready to leave him alone. After the male had made himself comfortable in the hot tub, she had followed him. Then it had become interesting.

He hadn’t thought she had it in her. Didn’t think any of them had it in them; they had a reputation of being cold and unemotional. She certainly wasn’t. Perfect.

He heard her climax and waited for the male to finish off but after a moment he simply walked away. He considered availing himself of her then, his lust raging out of control, but just then there was a commotion in the house and the male re-appeared on the deck and beckoned her inside. Not tonight then, but soon. Soon, she would submit to his needs.

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