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They came together, her climax triggering his. He roared his release, filling her up with his hot seed and bathing her mound as well. Right where her stripes were.

The mating marks signifying she was his.

Emilia kissed him deeply, pouring all that she felt for him but didn’t dare say out loud, in that single kiss.

CHAPTER 26

METEORITES IN PARADISE

“So…”

“So?”

Emilia rested her chin on the backs of her palms, which were resting on Dar’s chest. This way she could see his charming tusked smile as they talked.

They hadn’t done a lot of talking after their shower, too busy stuffing the large cushions and subjecting them to a long, sweaty, and mind-stoppingly pleasurable test. But now, lying spent and content in the comfy bed, they had to discuss what came next.

Then we should test his pilot seat. See if it offers a bumpy ride.

“Why is your face redder, pumpkin? What is on your mind?”

Emilia shook her head. If she answered that, they wouldn’t be doing any talking afterwards. Because his heated gaze and the teasing lines his tail was drawing along her legs told her she wasn’t the only one with naughty ideas on the mind. The semi-hard bar against her thigh told her he had the means to make those ideas a reality too...

Focus, Emi.

“I was thinking we should talk, Dar.”

His tail stilled against her ass cheek. “About the mating ceremony? We can hold it as soon as you like, as long as there’s time for our families to come. I haven’t considered the details yet but I’ll try my best to–”

Her lips on his put a stop to his concern-filled rambling.

“Relax, that’s not the topic I want to discuss.” She was not there yet and, besides, planning a wedding with a groom from another planet? She didn’t even want to consider how that would go.

“The mission, then.” His tone changed from worried to determined. “Don’t worry, Lia. We’ll succeed.”

“I’d worry less if I knew the plan, Dar.” She caressed the smooth plain of his chest as she asked, “What is it about this gala that makes it possible for you to put such well-connected criminals behind bars?”

He sighed, but his tail resumed its leisurely caresses of her leg. “I’ve collected evidence over the years but it hasn’t been enough to get the top players arrested; just minor partners of theirs. Individual slave hunters or small groups of slavers who have a supply deal with the aliens pulling the strings.”

Dar’s troubled gaze shifted from the starry ceiling to Emilia. “The gala is where they’ll expand their empire of misery and pain. Where they’ll welcome new partners without fear of getting busted. Who would act against them on their own turf? Whocouldact against them when they’re filling the right pockets?... It’s their overconfidence that will be their doom.”

“They won’t expect a cop on sight, so they’ll speak and act naturally.”

A smile spread across Dar’s handsome face. “They won’t expect a cop, a cunning Terran female, and an enhanced rabbisaurus.”

Emilia rolled her eyes at the ‘cunning’ part before she glanced at the rabbisaurus in question. He was in his levitating bed but was wide awake, tongue lolling as he regarded them. She guessed Cubbie didn’t want to risk joining them in bed, in case they went at each other again like the last time he had shown up, right after their shower. Back then, Cubbie had rolled out of the bedroom at top speed, leaving them with an indignant squeak.

“Cubbie is enhanced?”

Dar glanced at his pet, love clear in his eyes. “Cubbie has microcams in his retinas and a sound-recording microchip in each ear. Military grade ones, just out of production, so they can’t be detected during a body scan. In case the slavers have the latest technologies through their illegal connections, they’ll still need to make Cubbie stand still for a scan. You’d never let them scan you, would you, furball?”

Cubbie chittered.

Emilia giggled. “No standing still for you, fur baby, got it. Actually, how did you get Cubbie to stand still for the enhancements, Dar?” Anesthesia came to mind, but after having seen how the rabbisaurus acted after being stunned with a pulser, she couldn’t imagine Dar subjecting him to something like that.

“By asking nicely,” Dar replied with pride in his voice. “It’s a very quick procedure anyway, almost painless. Rabbisauri have a high tolerance for pain, so he didn’t chirp even once throughout.”

Cubbie chirruped, as if in confirmation.

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