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I shook my head. “I mean… that sounds… what if he was a weirdo?”
“Well, it’d be pretty easy to track a serial killer who was being hired via the networks, wouldn’t it? Nobody would be that dumb.”
“Uh…” Yeah, I didn’t know about that.
“Ha! Did it.” She pumped a fist into the air.
“You did?”
“Yeah, message sent.”
“Great,” I said.
She tapped her fingers on the console.
“Nothing?” I said.
“It might take a while before we get a response,” she said. “I was hoping maybe someone would see it right off, but… let’s just give it a few hihors, huh?”
“Are you sure you sent it?”
“Positive.” She got up from the console.
“I’m going to tell Holston,” I said.
“Sure.” She shrugged at me.
I went looking for him, but I couldn’t find him anywhere on the ship. I left to go looking for him, and he came barreling out of the woods with his bolts and bow.
“What are you doing out here?” he said, wrapping an arm around my waist. “It’s not safe.”
“It’s not safe for you either,” I said. “You agreed—”
“I’m hunting,” he said, dragging me back to the ship. “And I really am fine out here, so if you want to just leave me here—”
“I told you I can’t,” I said.
Now, we were back inside the ship.
He hesitated, looking out the open door at the outdoors.
I pressed into him. “Stay with me.”
He sighed heavily. He looked into my eyes.
We kissed.
When we broke the kiss, I wordlessly entwined our fingers and led him through the corridors back to the room we’d claimed as ours.
I lay down on the bed and he climbed over me.
We kissed and kissed—hard kisses, kisses that were intent and desperate, like we both knew this was the last time and neither of us was ready for that.
But we were quiet, because we knew Jini was somewhere in the ship and that she could probably hear us.
He put his mouth on me—on my breasts, between my thighs. He made me come before he put his pleasure cock on me, and then I was twice as sensitive, and it took everything in me to swallow my moans and sighs, because he felt so, so good.
Then he was inside me again, and we were complete and connected, and I had that sensation again, of us spilling into each other as we moved together on the bed. He felt like part of me, and I felt like part of him, and I never wanted to let go of him, and I clung to him, looking up at his face, deep into his eyes, and he looked back at me, and it was the most intense, intimate thing I’ve ever experienced.
