“In five days, we will vote for a Prime Leader. We will also need to vote for the Arcturia Prime, Infinitax, ICUS Council, and Intelligence leadership positions. Every Arcturian will vote, including any mates, because once the female chooses her mission to mate with an Arcturian,” Brax looked down a Parker, “they become an Arcturian.”
Parker reaches up and touches Brax’s face. Unable to help himself, he set his lips to hers, setting their marks to flare again.
Brax feels hungry and lustful and gazes at him and Parker as they kiss. The warriors’ eyes are on them, curiosity and a longing hunger.
“A kiss. It is an Earth custom to show affection for their mates.” Brax clears his throat. He clutches Parker to him, his possessive instincts taking over.
HelixI interrupts, “A kiss is only for mates or females that you are interested in, do not put your mouth on another’s female.” Brax growls at the thought of another touching Parker, much less kissing her.