He didn’t need to see the results of the scan Roncas had run on her to know the truth. He could smell it. Fortunately, the pants Tom-tom had given him had his dick snugged up against his belly well enough that no one would notice it was the size of a Rutaran salami. Maybe. Zetithian women didn’t experience the same cyclic periods of fertility that humans did. They only went into heat after sleeping with the man destined to become their mate. Closing his eyes, he kissed her cheek. Jack is gonna kill me. To mate with Kim now would be dangerous. They were in the middle of a war. Conceiving babies at such a time was—well…what people usually did in times of war. Throughout the ages, warriors on every world had left pregnant wives behind when they went off to battle. If the men didn’t return, their women still carried their offspring. Onca couldn’t claim he had never fathered any children.
