mine forever, Becca. All mine. Don’t ever forget that, and don’t ever think I’ll let you go. I can make you happy, if only you’ll give me a chance.”
Chapter Seven
A warm breeze ruffled Becca’s hair as she walked along the most pristine white sandy beach she’d ever seen. She paused and looked behind her at her footprints, not quite believing this beautiful island was her new home. She turned in a slow circle, taking in her breathtaking surroundings.
Trees that resembled palm trees, but much taller than on Earth and with larger branches, lined the edge of a lush forest. The bright blue ocean seemed to stretch to the ends of this planet. She saw no other islands, no boats, and no transports zipping through the sky. This island was untouched, and she wondered if this was how the early European explorers had felt when they set foot on North American soil for the first time, or the first space adventurers as they walked upon the surface of Bettian Prime, the first habitable planet ever discovered.
Some of the smaller trees in the forest, the parts near the clearing where their temporary house now rested, held orange fruits the size of watermelons. Hunter had promised to pick one later, claiming they were edible and quite nutritious. She lifted up her skirt and crept toward the water, letting the waves wash over her feet as her thoughts drifted to her new husband and their new life.
They had arrived at Merro just after sunrise to find their temporary house waiting, a white bullet-shaped five-room structure that Hunter kept referring to as small, yet it was substantially larger than her parents’ house in Eau Claire. The foundation for their permanent house was already laid, and a company that specialized in erecting homes on newly settled planets was currently working around the clock to complete it. Hunter, having spent many years working in construction, was busy watching the progress. He’d given her permission to walk on the beach after the builders assured him the only dangerous predators on this island were large nocturnal cats that never ventured out of the forest anyway.
She peered above the beach to the clearing and spotted Hunter staring at her. Even from this distance, his strong presence made her pulse quicken. She smiled and waved at him, waiting until he returned the gesture, before continuing her walk through the wet sand, keeping her skirt raised as the cool ocean water lapped at her feet.
Home. This was her new home now, this island paradise. She moved away from the water so she could once again feel the incredible sensation of hot sand between her toes, a delight she never thought she would experience again in a million years. After a year spent awaiting trial in the crowded Interstellar Port prison, two years on Kemmius, and three days on a transport, she was beyond thankful to be on this secluded island on Merro. She was starting to feel more thankful that Hunter had chosen her as well.
She ran a hand through her hair, trying to untangle the knots the breeze had whipped into her dark locks, and pondered her budding romance with her husband.
Romance. There was no other word to describe the delicious tension between them, the warmth in Hunter’s eyes whenever he looked at her, and the constant kindnesses he showed her. She glanced down at her pretty light blue dress, her face flushing at the memory of the day he’d brought her the boxes of new clothing. Her bottom tingled with the reminder of the punishment he’d given her after she screamed, cursed, and hurled shoes at his head.
After he’d removed the plug and spilled his seed on her backside hole, he’d ordered her to hold position bent over the bed. She hadn’t understood why at first, until she’d become aware of his cum trickling over her privates and down her thighs. Hunter had approached her and brushed her hair to the side, then he’d stepped back and she’d sensed him watching her for what felt like an eternity.
Chapter Seven
A warm breeze ruffled Becca’s hair as she walked along the most pristine white sandy beach she’d ever seen. She paused and looked behind her at her footprints, not quite believing this beautiful island was her new home. She turned in a slow circle, taking in her breathtaking surroundings.
Trees that resembled palm trees, but much taller than on Earth and with larger branches, lined the edge of a lush forest. The bright blue ocean seemed to stretch to the ends of this planet. She saw no other islands, no boats, and no transports zipping through the sky. This island was untouched, and she wondered if this was how the early European explorers had felt when they set foot on North American soil for the first time, or the first space adventurers as they walked upon the surface of Bettian Prime, the first habitable planet ever discovered.
Some of the smaller trees in the forest, the parts near the clearing where their temporary house now rested, held orange fruits the size of watermelons. Hunter had promised to pick one later, claiming they were edible and quite nutritious. She lifted up her skirt and crept toward the water, letting the waves wash over her feet as her thoughts drifted to her new husband and their new life.
They had arrived at Merro just after sunrise to find their temporary house waiting, a white bullet-shaped five-room structure that Hunter kept referring to as small, yet it was substantially larger than her parents’ house in Eau Claire. The foundation for their permanent house was already laid, and a company that specialized in erecting homes on newly settled planets was currently working around the clock to complete it. Hunter, having spent many years working in construction, was busy watching the progress. He’d given her permission to walk on the beach after the builders assured him the only dangerous predators on this island were large nocturnal cats that never ventured out of the forest anyway.
She peered above the beach to the clearing and spotted Hunter staring at her. Even from this distance, his strong presence made her pulse quicken. She smiled and waved at him, waiting until he returned the gesture, before continuing her walk through the wet sand, keeping her skirt raised as the cool ocean water lapped at her feet.
Home. This was her new home now, this island paradise. She moved away from the water so she could once again feel the incredible sensation of hot sand between her toes, a delight she never thought she would experience again in a million years. After a year spent awaiting trial in the crowded Interstellar Port prison, two years on Kemmius, and three days on a transport, she was beyond thankful to be on this secluded island on Merro. She was starting to feel more thankful that Hunter had chosen her as well.
She ran a hand through her hair, trying to untangle the knots the breeze had whipped into her dark locks, and pondered her budding romance with her husband.
Romance. There was no other word to describe the delicious tension between them, the warmth in Hunter’s eyes whenever he looked at her, and the constant kindnesses he showed her. She glanced down at her pretty light blue dress, her face flushing at the memory of the day he’d brought her the boxes of new clothing. Her bottom tingled with the reminder of the punishment he’d given her after she screamed, cursed, and hurled shoes at his head.
After he’d removed the plug and spilled his seed on her backside hole, he’d ordered her to hold position bent over the bed. She hadn’t understood why at first, until she’d become aware of his cum trickling over her privates and down her thighs. Hunter had approached her and brushed her hair to the side, then he’d stepped back and she’d sensed him watching her for what felt like an eternity.
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