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That heat in his core came shooting out, destroying him in the process. He let out a strangled cry, shuddering with release, and bent his forehead against the wall as his breathing evened out.
Heart crashing in his chest, he realized he wouldn’t be sleeping any time soon. The warm haze of pleasure made it easier to regain his bearings and form a plan.
Carapace dried, and a quick check in the mirror to make certain he didn’t look too horrible, Caligher then made his way into the complex, a million bad ideas in mind.
CHAPTER6
LUCCA
A package waited in the receiving bay, floating awkwardly beyond the window. Gravity brought it down and she used a plastic shark-head-on-a-pole to reel it in. She never went into the airlock. Ever.
Caligher’s movement was audible. His restlessness was standard, but any sudden movement from his direction sat differently in her stomach after their conversation the night before.
He wanted her.
He wanted on her ship so he could claim her like some reward.
She had to admit, it sounded enticingly primal.
The delivery container felt like a bomb in her hands. If she opened the ominous box, her intuition warned that her simple timeline would blow to shreds. One step further away from home—one step closer to him ripping down walls.
Ah, god,her pussy quivered at that thought. Caligher chasing her and taking whatever he wanted? It made every part of her feel sensitive… andalive.
She gritted her teeth as she set the box in her bedroom and stared at the speaker system on her wall. For a long time, she debated whether to ask about the strange package.
“Lucca,” he said, warm and knowing, as if he could see her standing there.
“Caligher.”
She heard a contented ‘hm’ in acknowledgment before he went about his business. Tail swinging in wide arcs behind him. Lazy, relaxed, and playful. Every time she opened her mouth with words on her tongue, her heart raced a little faster.
Oh, this was getting her nowhere. She wasn’t going to listen to himsmirkingwith his body language while she turned red in the face.
“Caligher, what’s in the box?”
“A sex toy.”
She choked on spit.
A sex toy?
He said it so nonchalantly that it took her off-guard.
Squaring her shoulders, she set about opening the airtight cube. With wide eyes and a heaving chest, she lifted a pile of heavy straps from the box.
What… the…
Black straps of synthetic material were attached at several points. She ran her fingers over it. Soft to the touch, yet thick and stiff in construction. Something was buried within.
“Ummmmmm—is this a… harness?” she asked.
“Have you never seen one before?”
“Let’s just pretend for a moment that I grew up sheltered.”
“Notcompletelysheltered. Have you met you?”
Fair point.
