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But then, so are you, a voice in my head reminds me. I keep no close company. I make a point of leaving crews when enough time has passed.
When she’s done at the credit kiosk, I follow as closely as I can without alerting her notice. Just as I had imagined, a dark figure emerges from an alleyway to stalk her. It’s a common occupation for thieves to wait at such credit stations, ready to rob the customers that leave with a fresh pocket of cash.
The petty criminal is not as careful and silent as me, quickening his steps to keep up with Raina before she reaches the more populated market area.
She glances over her shoulder and sees him. With a squint, she slows her steps. I ready myself to jump to her rescue.
Predictably, the darkly clad thief growls and grabs her shoulder. I open my mouth, but Raina turns her body and slams an elbow into the thief’s gut.
I am steps behind them when the thief’s head covering falls. It is a small Kippi male with a wet, green bobbing throat. He sputters as Raina draws myikaniand presses the tip against the amphibian’s belly.
“Try me,” she hisses at him.
I flatten myself against the wall, hiding my grin.
The Kippi apparently decides he’s better off robbing someone else and makes a run for it. When he’s gone, I must track Raina’s scent again because she’s turned the corner. It’s painfully easy to follow the scent trail, and my body wants to hunt her all on its own. I wonder whether I could even stop myself from chasing her down. My feet would continue carrying me toward her, even if I changed my mind.
I come to the edge of the market and lose her scent. It’s swallowed up by the smells of food, refuse, and sex that mingle in the air. This neighborhood is a good place for drowning sorrows in strong alcohol and a wet cunt.
There is a bar across the street and the sex workers are prowling near the comm booths. They wait for drunk patrons to leave after a night of drinking, propositioning anyone that comes their way. As I weave around corners looking for Raina, one of the females approaches me.
“A Kar’Kali,” she simpers, sidling up to me. “I have discounts for your kind. Looking for a hot hole? I have three, not including my mouth. I know that cock can—”
“Sorry, but I’m not interested. I’m looking for a little female who came through here. Brown coloring, about this high.”
I indicate the place on my chest where Raina’s head reaches.
“There is someone over there,” the female says, pointing at a booth not far off. “We thought she might be a new girl because she smells like sex, but there’s something wrong with her. I think she’s high on something.”
“Thanks,” I say as I head in the direction she indicated.
The booth she pointed at is empty, but I hear Raina panting as soon as I approach. I duck my head around the side and find her collapsed there. She has hidden herself in the alcove between three booths. She is on her side, groaning, with her hand rubbing between tightly pressed thighs.
“Raina!” I cry, running to her. I block the opening of her hiding spot with my body, getting down on one knee beside her.
“So hot,” she mumbles, tipping her head back. “Help me take this off.”
I curse and glance over my shoulder. Does she even know it’s me or would she have propositioned anyone like this? Her cheeks are pink and glistening with sweat. She seems unable to stop the quiet whimpering as she shamelessly pulses her hips against the heel of her palm.
“Niko,” she murmurs. “Did you follow me?”
“Obviously,” I sigh. “Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to be here?”
“I need you to fuck me right now,” she says, hauling her body up and lurching toward me.
I catch her in my arms, enjoying her closeness despite the circumstances. Her fingers are icy as they creep under my shirt.
“Get it over with,” she groans.
“We are in the street,” I say, tucking her against me.
“Then do it quickly,” she says, climbing my body until she’s straddling me. She presses her breasts to my front and grinds herself against me like an animal in heat. “This is your fault. So fix it.”
“I thought you were leaving,” I tease.
“I came here to call my colony sheriff and talk to him, let him know what’s going on… But it got so bad I had to sit down.”
“I warned you what would happen, and you thought it was a good idea to make some comm calls?” I’m too exasperated and amused to be angry.
