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His free hand slid up my spine, carefully avoiding the wrap, and he pulled me against his chest. The full contact of sweaty skin, from my breasts against him to where his cock filled me, made us gasp. He thrust up into me hard, hitting the spot that made my mind go white.

I bit his lower lip. “Right there. Don’t stop.”

He held me close as his hips drove up. The angle was perfect, and the bond carried every wave of sensation between us until I couldn’t tell whose pleasure was whose.

My orgasm built from the base of my spine and radiated outward, and when it hit, it hit both of us. I came around his cock with my face buried against his neck, groaning his name. Through the bond, I felt what my orgasm did to him as my pussy clenched around his shaft, and felt the hot pulse of it crash through his system and drag him over the edge with me.

Rennick came hard, buried deep inside me, his arms locked around me and his mouth pressed to my hair.

We stayed like that, breathing hard, his cock remaining hard inside me. His hand moved up and down my back in long, slow strokes that made my sensitive skin tingle.

The Chorus dimmed her lights, and the walls pulsed once, like a satisfied sigh. Our ship had enjoyed herself too. Was that pervy? I didn’t mind. She was a good girl. A good, perfectly pervy ship, and she was inside me the way Rennick’s cock was. A perfect fit. I didn’t want to separate from either of them. I wasn’t sure I could.

I pressed my forehead against his shoulder. His skin was damp, and he smelled like the Kelvane botanical from the sheets, like sex, and like mine.

“So,” I said after several minutes settled against my alien, enjoying his hands on me and his body heat keeping things cozy. “We’re definitely bonded?”

Rennick’s hand moved up my back and settled on my skin. “We’re bonded.”

“You knew this would happen when we fucked?”

“No. I didn’t think I’d ever bond.”

“Explain.” I tried to sound calm, since clearly this was a big fucking deal to a Kelvane, and to be honest, to me. I was a one-and-done kind of woman. At least I used to be, until a huge, overprotective Kelvane flew in with a broken ship, bonded with my damn heart, and showed me a broken sentient ship I couldn’t get out of my mind.

He was quiet for a moment. “When we first touched, I sensed... something.”

I pulled back an inch. “And you kept going? You finger-fucked me and then let me take you to my room so I could ride you?”

“When you find a bond flicker, you don’t walk away. It’s too rare to risk losing.”

“And when we fucked for the first time, you knew the bond would deepen, and you still did it?”

“You needed me inside you, just as I needed you.”

I sucked in a breath. “And if I only want sex? I don’t do relationships.”

“I’m aware.”

I swallowed my panic. But... it wasn’t intense. In fact, it was barely there. This was different.

“Maybe you could try permanent. See how it feels,” Rennick said.

I traced a circle on his skin. “I feel your heartbeat in my chest. That’s not casual.”

“It never is when the bond fits.”

I propped myself up and looked at him. “It feels like I’ve known you forever.”

His fingers traced the line of my jaw. “The ship started writing your signature into her matrix the first time you touched her, which sped up our connection.”

“But the bond comes from you, doesn’t it?”

He nodded. “Hollow Chorus knew you were what was missing from our lives. She pursued a bond with you, and then we joined.”

“You mean, we fucked?”

“Fucking evolved things faster. But once the bond locks in, it only dies when you do.”