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She wrapped her thighs around him and rode his storm until they both crashed in a maelstrom of passion and fever.
They couldn’t get enough of each other.
They snuck in making love and losing themselves in each other, around their work hours, planning the incursion and defensive attack on the One Dunia Coalition.
They regularly caught up with The Sable Riders, their lieutenants, Rina and the Free Dunia Council to organise their tactical strategy. They aimed to retake the cities lost to Massimo’s militia and the cydroid army while minimising casualties and improving efficiency. They planned to ensure the Sable/Edenite and Free Dunia Alliance had enough armoured and conventionally configured infantry formations backed by significant air power to support a successful ground incursion.
Seven days later, after an afternoon spent confirming the alliance’s readiness, Kainan turned off the screens.
‘D-day tomorrow,’ he said, turning with a smile towards Selene, curled up on the couch beside him.
‘Do you think we’re ready?’
He shrugged. ‘As we’ll ever be. We’ve done our best to prep in a very short time. The rest of it is up to the weather, the leadership on the day, and the discipline of our people.’
‘Then all we can do is hold onto that,’ she said.
They fell into silence, and Selene looked away through the soaring windows to the beauty of the night sky and winking stars beyond. She thought of her people, suffering down on Dunia. Her heart twisted, and she felt a pang of guilt. Making plans to take back a planet typically didn’t involve copious amounts of sensuality.
Yet, in her case, this was the truth. Since their flight back from Alphetraz, she and Kainan had only left his bed to eat, shower and take calls from the planet and the Riders. Their lovemaking was heated, unceasing and fervent, for the Edenite was a masterful lover.
She’d never felt revered, adulated, or worshipped in all of her life. And the bliss of their lovemaking amidst the crisis unfolding below in Dunia was almost too much to bear.
She glanced back towards Kainan and found him watching her with an expression she couldn’t quite fathom.
‘What?’ she asked softly.
‘Come here,khamila,’ his voice was low, gravelly and loaded. ‘It seems I need to do something to get rid of that sad face -.’
‘What exactly are you proposing,khaji?’ she asked, her breath hitching in anticipation.
‘Come and find out,’ he invited, reaching out to her with a muscled, glyph-encircled arm.
She unfurled her feet and crossed the small space between them.
Kainan pulled her head down to his and kissed her long and deep. One hand pulled her shawl away from her shoulders and pushed aside the straps of her dress to reveal her aching nipples. He rubbed and pinched her right one urgently while his other searching hand slipped between her legs to her bare wetness.
He’d ripped apart most of her other underwear, and she’d given up wearing them around him. So now she was at his mercy every moment they made love.
She moaned as his finger slipped up and down her slit, shamelessly rubbing herself against him.
Then he rose, lifting Selene into his arms and carrying her through his vast living area, down the art-lined hallway and into his expansive bedroom.
He pushed her onto the bed, his mouth roughly covering her own with an urgent, hungry passion.
Selene squirmed under his thick thighs and heavy body, trying to reach between them to grasp the hard length throbbing against her tummy.
He wasn’t having any of it and wrenched his lips from hers, dragging them down towards her drenched core.
‘Khaji,’ Selene said huskily as his lips took purchase of her heated centre, licking, nipping and teasing until she shook as pure white hot ecstasy rushed through her body.
Kainan kept lapping at her until her second orgasm hit. Then only did he lift himself to rip his shirt and pants off before sinking and sliding into her with a powerful thrust.
He teased her, moving slowly, sensually. The base of his hot cock rubbed against her clit, sending lightning-fast stabs of pure pleasure through her core.
She grew impatient with his pace.
‘Faster, Kainan!’ she urged him, chasing her third orgasm.
