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NIKATHY
I don't know why I struggled for words when she was near. What I did know was that my body had not stopped reacting to her presence, and I found it difficult to focus on anything other than the growing desire as I watched her in the annex. She was star-struck by all the weapons arrayed there, and I had to say, a woman who was passionate about explosives was enough to turn any man on. But it wasn't just the way she surveyed the inventory. It was also the way she snapped at me when she knew I was holding out. Rhiannon was quick to remind me she could see right through me. It was an odd sensation, and one that I would not soon forget.
We rode to the top of the mountain and Rhiannon took some time, deciding exactly where to place the cannon. I had to help her walk on the uneven ground, but she didn't seem to mind. Nor did she seem to notice the way my body reacted to her touch.
Since we couldn't really unload the weapon from the truck, we had to settle for backing the truck into the place she designated. Then we climbed up together and crawled toward the cab, ready to take the first shot we could.
Rhiannon's eyes were alert, and she scanned the sky continually. Occasionally, she ran her hands over the bulky body of the cannon and admired its engineering, remarking on how well built it was. I could not let myself be drawn in by her again. One night was too many, and I was already paying the price for my impulsiveness.
The afternoon dragged on, and while we could see Patrol ships flitting back-and-forth overhead, none of them had yet come close enough for us to take aim. Besides, Rhiannon seemed to have her heart set on one ship in particular. The ship at the center of the Patrol's efforts had stayed above the fray mostly, but there was no mistaking the fact that all the other Patrol ships were escorting it to Kychek.
Earlier, when I had been caught up in the radio transmissions, that enormous ship had made its first run at the city, accompanied by a flurry of activity from the smaller Patrol ships. The result had been some heavy losses on our side, but we had taken out quite a few of their fighters too. As their numbers dwindled, our pilots continued to hold them off and the large ship had made minimal progress. Eventually, though, it was going to come for us, and we had to be prepared. All the firepower we had up there might not be enough to stop a ship of that magnitude. We had to be ready with ground support.
Soon, Rhiannon grew tired, and she relaxed against the cab of the truck to wait. Our conversation had faltered earlier, but I promised myself that we could be friendly without giving in to my desires.
"I'm sorry about this morning. I should have woken you. You just looked so..."
She turned her head to me and raised an eyebrow. "So what?"
"I don't know. Peaceful? I didn't want to disturb you."
"Well, a bomb falling through the ceiling would have disturbed me, I assure you."
I couldn't help the smile that cracked my face. We sat in silence a while longer, and I tried to think of something else to say. Every time I opened my mouth, I found the words dried up and I couldn't quite get them out.
"You never told me how you came to be aboard that Patrol ship," she remarked at last, giving me something to grasp onto.
"I'm afraid it was an accident, really. I don't want to ruin your opinion of me as a gallant hero-" At this, she snorted, as if she had never considered me such a thing. "But Herod and I had just pulled off a perfect heist and got away with that beautiful ship he's flying up there as we speak. The Patrol didn't have any use for it any longer, so we relieved them of it. Tayla's crew called for support, and Herod insisted on going to rescue some woman. I couldn't very well just stand there and watch them doing all the work. So there I was, and next thing I knew, they placed you in my arms and I was running with you to safety."
I found the story itself rather droll, but when I turned, Rhiannon was watching me intently. I could just see the start of tears in her eyes, and realized that she must have been reliving those awful moments for herself. Unsure of what else to do, I put a hand on her leg and patted her gently.
"I'm sorry for the way they treated you."
A moment later, she let her head rest on my shoulder.
I shouldn't have reopened the door of possibility with her, but now that it stood wide before me, I could hardly pull myself away from her. Instead, I raised a hand to slowly caress her cheek, and then she was kissing me and I succumbed to my desire and let it happen.
As her tongue pushed its way between my lips, she crawled into my lap, straddling me, grinding her hips against me, creating friction through our clothes. It was unnervingly erotic. Her breath grew shorter and shorter, and she pressed her face into my neck as she whimpered. Instinctively, my hands went to her hips, supporting her as she continued to rock against me.
"Nikathy," she breathed, making my skin hot and sending another jolt of pleasure through me. "We shouldn't. We can't."
Her voice was insistent, but she continued to grind against me, and I didn't know what to say. I agreed with her. We shouldn't. But my willpower to push her away had dissipated into thin air. And the next moment, I felt her reaching down to my waistband with one hand, freeing my erect shaft, and I was so hungry for her, I couldn't wait.
I lifted her off me only enough to remove her pants, and then I settled her back onto my lap. She was so wet I slipped inside her in an instant. I held my breath, feeling her slide all the way down my shaft, and then she resumed her grinding rhythm, moaning louder and louder into the afternoon air. I was vaguely aware of how exposed we were up here, but it didn't matter because she was riding me with so much enthusiasm that I wouldn't have cared if the entire world could hear her.
Her moans reached a fevered pitch, and then she sipped tiny gasps of air and her eyes went wide. I watched her orgasm atop me. It went on for some time, and she continued rising and falling on my thick shaft, bringing me wave after wave of pleasure until I felt the explosion of my orgasm rocking through my body, and I held her hips down until I was completely drained.
We could not carry on this way.
