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I worried that Chef Hypatia would see the resemblance between the bodies, but somehow I suspected that I could see it because of how intimate I’d been with Kaav. She’d also seen no other Khetar face-to-face like I had, so maybe she would think the striking similarities were just things that all Khetar had in common with each other.

“And who in Goddess’ name is Hive?” Hypatia asked.

“You’ll have to hear it from him,” Kaav said. “I don’t want you to think I’ve lost it.”

“This isn’t convincing me to let him in,” Chef said, shooting me a look, as if the absurdity of this situation was somehow my fault.

“How about this,” Kaav said. “If you don’t let him in, I bet Thuliak will get him first. Snatching a Khetar from outsideEve’s Ribis a lot easier to claim as totally non-hostile compared to cracking theRibopen to get him back. So let him in before Thuliak plucks him away. You said you wanted more Khetar. So take him while you can.”

My heart fluttered. Not only was I going to get my hands on Kaav’s other body, he was going to present it as giving Chef what she wanted. Maybe this would buy us time, and he could get out of having to go back aboardWrath?

Chef grumbled, but she was already having us back out of the airlock so she could shut the inside door of the airlock and let the second body aboard.

I expected Kaav to shoot me some kind of satisfied smirk, but instead he was just glaring at the window with a fierce intensity.

He was playing this out perfectly. If Hypatia looked at him, she’d totally believe this was another Khetar from a rival pack. Unless High Command had been briefed on theInseminators, she’d have no reason to suspect anything anyway. Kaav was playing this out so well that even I believed he was afraid of Hive.

The airlock shut. Hypatia had to speak louder to be heard over the hiss of the air being cycled back into our side. “How long can your kind last out in vacuum like that?”

“He’s not in vacuum,” Kaav said. “You just can’t see his bubble. An average Khetar can last in vacuum for two or three minutes. I’ve survived for six minutes in vacuum. Hive could probably last over twenty minutes in absolute zero with no oxygen.”

Hypatia nodded.

Kaav was playing up his second body as some kind of powerful and ominous threat. Maybe he’d have his second body, pretending to be “Hive,” make tons of threats that he couldn’t really back up, but then he’d use the golden body to make the threats seem more real. He’d be threatening Chef with the silver body, all while Kaav got to look like he was still on her side.

I had to try to seem afraid of Hive too. By realizing Kaav’s plan, I now risked accidentally ruining it if my reactions to the twists and turns rang false.

I was good with weapons, and I was a good soldier, but I wasn’t good at acting or lying. With Kaav’s second body on the other side of the airlock, the urge to breed was rising up in me too. I didn’t know how I was meant to pretend that Kaav’s other body was this hostile Khetar that we were meant to be afraid of, when all I really wanted to do was throw myself at it and let Kaav show me what it felt like to get fucked by all of him. I wanted to be sandwiched in between his golden and silver bodies while he pumped me full of hot seed from all four of his balls, just like he’d said.

Then I remembered how I’d pretended to be a good little girl while he fucked me. What if I made this into a sex thing too? What if I pretended that Hive was a separate person so that it would feel even more intense when I finally fucked the silver body? There was something about sex that heightened and warped all the senses. Pain became pleasure. Hearing became feeling. A grown woman became a good little girl. And now Kaav would become Hive. I’d make myself believe it, and it would feel even better to keep pretending that Hive was real when he fucked me.

I was already feeling super hot between my legs just thinking about seeing Hive’s naked body. I licked my lips in anticipation, hoping Kaav would notice.

He didn’t notice. He was still staring stone-faced at the window of the sealed inner door. His big golden jaw was tightly clenched.

He couldn’t possibly know I had turned this whole thing into a sex thing. Which made his insistence on keeping up the role-play really drive up my breeding urge.

The biggest problem for me at this point—aside from the possibility Kaav would still get sent intoWrathand killed—was that the moment “Hive” strutted his naked, silver dingdong and butt into the airlock, I didn’t think I’d be able to contain myself. I felt like I wanted both of those bodies on me right away, which wouldentirelyblow our cover if it happened. We hadn’t been strong enough to resist the urge in front of Chef last time, but this time we needed to resist. Hive had to seem real to her.

I had to be strong. Kaav said there might be battles during the early stages of a Breeding Swarm. Being with Kaav wasn’t going to be all fun and games and sex. My Khetar was a spy, and he was deep in two separate enemies’ territories. Three, if you counted the pirates, which I wasn’t sure I should count or not. I could calm my urge to have a silver and golden cock in my kitten for a few minutes. I could probably even last an hour if I really had to. Goddess, I hoped it wouldn’t be that long.

The air stopped circulating. It would have been easier to talk now without the loud drone of the O2 pumps, but none of us seemed interested in breaking the new silence.

When the outer door to space started to open to let Hive through, we didn’t hear it, but we felt it as a slight movement through the ship’s hull.

“Understand,” Kaav said, still facing the window with unblinking eyes. I couldn’t tell if he was talking to me, to Chef, or to both of us, “that Hive is much stronger than me or Thuliak, or any other Khetar for that matter. We can try to think of this as a negotiation all we like, but he’s never going to see it like that.”

Even I felt afraid of him now, and I knew it was all just Kaav playing puppet master.

“If he’s so powerful, why is he here of all places, and not onWrathor another packship?” Chef asked.

Kaav’s face had already been tight, but it got even tighter now. He shook his head. “You’ll have to ask him.”

There was a rumble as the outer door shut, and then the pumps kicked on again. The floor below us vibrated as air went back into the airlock. The silver face filled the window just in front of us. The glass on the outer-most door wasn’t quite as thick as the glass on this inner door, and I could see Hive’s face very clearly now.

His eyes locked onto mine. They were silver, but the blacks of his pupils held an almost shocking intelligence and cunning. Those black voids cut deep into me, and Hive’s tongue ran across his silver lips. He wanted me just as bad as Kaav had wanted me when he’d first laid his golden eyes on me. Now this piece of him wanted me too.

But I closed my eyes and willed myself to believe that he wasnota part of Kaav. He was just Hive. So what if he wanted me? I belonged to Kaav, and unless Kaav wanted to make some triumvirate thing with Hive, then he’d have to take his black, cutting voids of eyes and point them somewhere other than at my chest, which is where they were looking now.

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