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He kept giving the clothing in her hands a murderous look. “I want you in your undergarments only, Miya.”
“Oh.” Now, that was a different thing. “So, by needing my scent you meant… youlikeit?”
He said nothing, but his twitchy ears spoke louder than words.
Miya smiled knowingly. “You also like me in lace, don’t you?”
Therak chose that exact moment to go dry her panties. With his ears twitching all the way to the shower cubicle.
She choked down a giggle. He was so cute. A cute assassin. Who knew?
Shortly after, dressed from neck to ankle, Miya followed Therak in search of a relatively clean bed. He hadn’t said a word since handing her back her panties; he had just given her borrowed attire a nose scrunch.
“Sorry for covering the nice view,” she broke the silence as they went from one messy bedroom into another. The colonists, may their souls rest in peace, appeared to not have had cleaning on their to-do list. For the month. “But remember that I have to pilot the shuttle. Newsflash: lace doesn’t go well with a pilot seat after hours on it. Then once –if– we reach a safe port, I can’t be strutting around in my–”
“If piloting in this ‘la-ce’ is so uncomfortable, you’ll take it off.”
“Yeah, sure thing. Sitting naked on that perfectly sterile pilot seat would be so much better.” She shuddered at the thought of who had sat in it. “Not everyone can be comfortable working in their birthday suit, Therak.”
She didn’t blame him for not covering up, though. With his height, there hadn’t been a jumpsuit available that could fit him. He would probably have ripped the fabric before he had finished getting into the jumpsuit. Which, come to think of it, would have been fun to watch.
Of course, not as fun as watching his buns flex as he led the way to the second to last bedroom to check. Yum.
Her pervy thoughts died when they found a pristine bed inside. It was clear this bedroom had not been used at all, so their search was over. So was her quality time with Therak.
“Catch some shuteye,” he instructed her after he checked every corner and dark space in the room for danger. “I’ll be on the other side of the door, watching.”
Miya sighed. “I see no reason why you can’t watch the empty corridor a bit later. But you’re the expert. I’ll be right here,” she relaxed back on the bed, stretching suggestively, “unable to sleep because I’ll be distracted by thoughts of you. Of how I want to kiss you until we’re both out of breath. Of how I would nip the pointy tip of your ear. Run my tongue andhairdown your muscular body until I reach your impressive, mouth-watering–”
“Sleep, Miya,” he cut her off, though his eyes had blackened with desire. “I’ll wake you in a couple of hours.” With that he turned his back to her and headed for the exit.
She had pushed too hard. Again. She should have learned by now that for him it was the mission that mattered, and her needy behavior was jeopardizing that. He was trying to keep them both safe, and she was making his job that much harder.
“Therak, wait.”
He paused at the door but didn’t look back at her.
“I truly won’t be able to fall sleep. In this unfamiliar bed, in this tomb of a colony with a megagull under our feet.”
He finally looked over his shoulder at her. He must have sensed she wasn’t being dramatic. “What do you suggest?”
“Can you… um… hold me? Until I drift off?”
“That would make you sleep?”
“I love cuddling, it calms me. If anything could make me get some sleep in this place, that’s a good cuddle.”
“I… have never cuddled.”
Miya’s eyes widened. “Never?”
“It would leave me vulnerable to a female after sensual merger.”
Wow, did he expect an attack from literally anyone at any moment? What woman in her right mind would raise a hand against a man who had just brought her to multiple orgasms? That was like harming an endangered species.
“Weren’t you cuddled at least as a child?”
“No. The females of my kind snuggle with their children, but I grew up under my father’s care.”
