And then he was coming, powerful pulses of his cock filling her mouth with salty-sweet fluid as she swallowed around him.
She lapped him clean, each swipe of her tongue against his still half-erect penis drawing another groan from him. Then she wriggled up his body and nestled against his chest, listen to the hammering of his heart and feeling the sheen of sweat against her cheek.
After a while, he stirred and looked down at her.
“You sent the serv-bots away for two hours,” he said, rolling on top of her, his hand skimming underneath the hem of her dress and up her thigh towards her core. She was already wet for him. “I intend to make use of every minute of it.”
Chapter Sixteen
Several days went by while Lukan continued to negotiate with the Federation. Talia allowed herself to hope again. She yearned, to the very core of her being, to be allowed to stay with Lukan and also to visit her family. She prayed that she wouldn’t be forced to choose between the man she loved and the family she couldn’t leave behind.
She already missed everyone back on Earth. She loved Lukan, and all the new friends she was making, but that didn’t dim the ache she felt to hear her father’s corny jokes, or bake pie with her grandmother, or listen to her grandfather re-tell the same tall tale about catching a twenty-two-pound bass.
She and Lukan went to the pair-bond ceremony as they had agreed. Cora Lee and Tristao looked radiantly happy, and Cora Lee whispered to Talia that she suspected she might already have some happy news about a cub or two expected in ten months – the length of a Vulfan gestation.
Lukan invited Fangor and twenty of his pack mates, all of whom brought elaborate gifts for the newest Thorolf pair-bond couple. Treffon made a big, public show of thanking Lukan, and spoke to the thousands of pack-members about the beginning of a new era of cooperation between them and the Wor-Lan pack.
Right after the ceremony, Lukan received an urgent call from Kaspar, summoning him to their building in the neutral zone. Patrivar, the Federation representative who lived on Ilyria, was there waiting for him, to talk about newly intercepted subspace communications between cyborg ships.
Lukan offered to take Treffon with him, but Kaspar told him that Patrivar had specifically requested that only he attend.
Lukan kissed Talia on the forehead. “I will explain to him that we are working together now,” he told her. “I am going to drop you and Mar-ee off at home, and then fly to meet him at once. If the cyborgs are stepping up their activity, then the Federation will have to agree to my demands. I expect to return with happy news.”
Talia felt a glow of happiness as they climbed into their glider, settling into the passenger section behind the pilot’s compartment.
After a few minutes, though, Mar-ee sat up and looked out the thick glass-like window with concern. “We are going the wrong way,” she said to Talia.
Lukan straightened up and peered out the window, a scowl creasing his forehead. “She’s right,” he said.
He hit the comm switch and snapped, “Pilot, we are going the wrong way!”
There was no answer.
He hit it again. “We’re flying the wrong way. If you value your life, you’d better answer me.”
There was still silence. Lukan stood and tried to open the door to the pilot’s compartment. It was locked. He let out a snarl of frustration and kicked the door several times, but the door held solid.
Talia looked at Lukan in alarm. “I think we’re being hijacked. Could it be the cyborgs?”
“Not the cyborgs!” Mar-ee cried out. “They will violate me, because I am so pretty!”
“Lukan won’t let them hurt us,” Talia said, glancing at him for reassurance. He nodded, glowering in frustration, then shook himself and shifted. Massive in wolf form, he clawed at the door.
“Anyway,” Talia said to Mar-ee, “if the cyborgs tried to molest you, couldn’t you just fry their circuits?”
“Oh, yes, I forgot about that,” Mar-ee said, nodding and sounding more confident.
“Besides, not meaning to get too personal, but were you built so you could…er…have sex?”
“Possibly,” Mar-ee said, looking away. “Not exactly like you do, but I have recently discovered that if I open up my integrator module and accept an exploratory probe, then I can achieve a satisfaction explosion of the type that you humans would call an orgasm.”
“You recently discovered that?” Talia raised an eyebrow. “Is that what you and Farex have been doing? Is that why you’ve been spending so much time with him?”
“I am spending time with him so that I can educate him in how to appropriately serve and protect Earth human females.” But Mar-ee wouldn’t meet Talia’s gaze.
“Mar-ee, your cheeks are actually turning reddish.” It was true – her silver cheeks had taken on a reddish glow like heated metal.
“My circuits are overheating from fear,” Mar-ee said huffily.
