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Seemingly perplexed by the change in her demeanor, he nodded a bit hesitantly.
“Let’s test your theory, Dargus, shall we?”
Emilia pasted the sultriest smile she could on her face, cringing inwardly. She was so not capable of pulling this off but she had to at least try, as he himself had put it.
His tail froze in mid-air again.
“Dargus is such a naughty boy, everyone,” she said, tone saccharine, while crossing the little space separating them with some hip-swaying thrown in.
He looked left then right –confused or looking for a way out?– so she used the tip of a finger on his chin to turn his face towards her. Then she continued with the cringe-worthy charade.
“You should totally let Dargus join your organization of evil, because…” she slid her hand down his neck before splaying her fingers over his chest, “he abducted me. So. So. Well. Snatched me up right under the Terran authorities’ noses. Then… he…”
It was hard to focus on keeping up with the fake femme fatale act when he was staring at her as if mesmerized. As if he were dying of thirst, and Emilia was a glass of cool water right within his grasp.
“Then Dargus made me ride his impressivelybigspaceship,” she went on, bolstered by his gaze, “and showed me what it means to be conquered.” His pupils dilated even before she leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his hard chest. “He broke me in, and I loved every second of it.” Down slid her right hand. “I’m his, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She rose on her tiptoes and whispered over his lips, “All. His.”
He leaned down, mouth straining towards hers.
She pressed the mouth of the gun to his chin.
His eyes filled with shock.
Emilia was shocked too. She had actually managed to pull this off! Her closeness to the hard plains of his body, to his welcoming warmth, to his inviting lips… She had nearly forgotten her plan and had been a breath –or a kiss?– away from aborting it. Not to mention unbuckling his gun had proven difficult when she couldn’t see what she was doing between their lower bodies.
Suddenly, Dargus grinned. “Very well done, pumpkin. I don’t need you to act the infatuated slave, but your performance was perfect nonetheless. See? Told you you’re a cunning female.”
Emilia felt her face turn red as anger rose to the surface. “I’m not playing anymore, you… you alien!” She underscored that by pressing the mouth of the gun further into his skin.
He frowned.
Argh! He still wasn’t getting it. “You’re going to take me back to Earth, Dargus. Not in a week’s time, not in a day or two – right now!”
His reaction? A chuckle.
Emilia growled.
“Okay, let’s say you’ve got me,” he said seriously, but there was mirth in his eyes.
“I do have you, Dargus!”
“Right, right. And what will you do if I refuse to pilot theDickionback to Terra?”
“I’ll shoot you, that’s what! You think I’m bluffing here?”
“No, I simply think it isyourplan, and not mine, that isn’t well thought-through. Who will fly you home if you kill the only pilot?”
She rolled her eyes. “I said I’ll shoot, not that I’ll shoot to kill.” Grinning in a way she hoped looked menacing, Emilia asked, “You don’t need a dick to fly theDickion, do you?”
He grinned back, clearly very amused. “I can pilot with only one of my cocks, yes.” Before she could recover from that statement, he delivered another. “I can also fly with only one normally functioning arm and both legs bleeding.”
“Good to know!”
“What’s also good to know is that my pulser is biolocked.”
Emilia blinked. Did that mean that–
“Only my biosignature can activate the weapon.”
