Perfectly Matched—Chapter 2

 

There was a knock on Renfro’s door at 0230.

“Yes?” she looked up from her desk.

A guard came through the door and stood at attention.

“What’s the problem?” she asked immediately.

“X5-494, ma’am.”

Renfro went cold.  “What about him?” 

“He was supposed to leave X5-452’s cell two hours ago, Ma’am.”

Renfro exhaled in relief, if X5-452 was in heat as expected, this kind of behavior wasn’t at all surprising. 

“Do you have anything else to tell me?”

“We sent in guards to bring him out, ma’am.”

Renfro stared at the guard, appalled.  “Without orders?  Why?”

“It is usually standard policy, ma’am.  We were informed that the X-Series should not form strong attachments to each other after the X5 ’09 escape.”

Renfro could not believe what she was hearing.  “You were all informed that this was going to happen.  They were given a time to be back, yes.  But going in and breaking them up??  How could that possibly help the situation?  The goal is for them to BREED, let them!”  She was surrounded by incompetence.  “Are they still trying to get him out?”

“No, ma’am, 494 knocked out three guards that came in…no one wanted to go in after that.”

Renfro had to smile slightly at this image, but frowned again when she looked at the guard.  “I don’t need to remind you how valuable these soldiers are.  If you ever want to do something that will endanger them OR their mission, come to me before you do anything stupid.  Let 494 spend as much time with 452 as he wants.”

Renfro shook her head as the guard left.  Idiots.

 

HALF AN HOUR EARLIER

 

Figuring out she was in heat and bringing herself to care were two entirely different things, Max discovered.  494 matched her stamina and she’d lost count of how many times they had met in passion.  The more she experienced, the more she wanted.

He kissed her neck and she arched against him.  He groaned, meeting her mouth with his and catching her moan as their tongues mated yet again.

 

There was a knock on the door.  “Time to go, 494.”

 

He broke away from Max and growled at the door.  She traced his jaw with her finger and he looked back down at her.  She smiled seductively and he ignored the rest of the knocking. 

 

A loud crash finally claiming their attention as the door was knocked open and three guards entered.  Max stared at them in shock as her mate broke away from her, glaring at the soldiers.

 

“You mind?” he asked in a low voice, pulling the blankets over them.

 

“Our orders are that you leave at 0100.”  The guards were all staring at Max.

 

494 noticed the direction of their eyes and roared in fury.  They didn’t even see him move before two of their heads collided with one another’s and the third got a hard kick to the stomach.  He doubled over with the impact as a knee met his face and he fell back into the wall.

 

“WE’RE BUSY!”  494 threw the unconscious men out the door and slammed it behind them.

 

494 turned around to find Max watching him.

 

“They were looking at you,” he explained.

 

She practically purred, throwing the blankets off her naked body and smiling an invitation.  His mouth went dry as he rushed to accept, blurring in his haste to join her on the bunk.