“I need food. Hurry! I’m starving and it better be more than hardtack and water! Oh, and a bath. I want a bath. Now! Let’s move it!” She jumped up and insisted on helping him put away the bed so they could get around easier on the ship.
It wasn’t long before he’d fed her some of the meat and fruit he’d taken from the farmer’s cottage. Reb had left the farmer and his wife with a credit chip. It would take them a few days to find it, but it was his way of paying for all the supplies he’d taken.
With Cameron healed—Reb didn’t plan to go back. There was no need he couldn’t fill with fish from the lake, fruit from the vine, and a little foraging. Whatever he could get from the farm was no longer worth the risk of getting caught.
Her voice and palm prints had been entered—so if he had to leave Cammy on the ship—she could take care of her needs. Whether that meant raising the blinds, answering any calls from the DoMicile, or getting out of the hover for any reason. She wouldn’t be locked inside.
While she took care of some of those needs, Reb set out small sensors. They would provide an electronic warning if someone approached either the hover or their small section of the lake. The sensors wouldn’t register unless the intruder was humanoid—or was a creature of roughly the same mass as a man. The electronic device would also give them an extended visual of the area.
After they finished everything, Cameron walked beside him to the lake, twitching with excitement. She was thrilled he managed to get her some hard-soled slippers, and some pants she said were just like capri-length leggings on Earth. She clutched another of the shirts that were stored in the supply closet. Excited she could bathe and put on clean clothing.
His mate stopped frequently to inspect the flowers, rocks, and the few bugs they saw… and the entire time, she chattered. He couldn’t help but grin at her. Cammy was healthy, happy, and thrilled to be alive.
“So, the bands on my body… you control them?”
Reb almost missed the question. And the opportunity. “The bands do several things. The most important is that they keep you healthy. If you become injured, get bitten by a poisonous insect, or eat something that doesn’t agree with you, the bands will heal you. If you are ever in pain, of any kind, or if you are sad… you can touch the bands on my arm and be relieved of your pain and sorrow.”
“Wow. That is pretty cool.”
“It is very cool. I especially like that my dark bands have a connection to yours. They hold a link from one to the other. That link means that if you ever get lost—“ He paused and his voice became softer, “Or if someone ever tries to take you from me—I can follow that connection and find you.”
“Oh good. Does it work the other way too? If you get taken or lost, can I find you?”
He frowned and was silent for several moments. “I have no idea. I don’t think so. But that is a good question. I know that the links allow me to do this…”
Cammy jumped, and he felt his mate’s surprise when the bands rippled over her skin. He pushed them from her wrists… up her arm… and sent one to her breasts and the other toward the silky heat between her legs. The mating bands started to vibrate and twist over her flesh, sliding through the moisture gathered at the juncture of her thighs, tugging at her nipples and clit.
She shuddered and moaned. But kept walking… her head down as she concentrated on her footsteps… almost running toward the lake. He sped up to keep pace with her.
With Cammy’s mind linked to his, he could feel every sensation as she felt it. The mating bands pulsed, vibrated, and even moved to her entrance and slipped inside her. The motion teased her inside and out. But never allowed her to climax. The pressure would ease off when one more stroke would take her over.
Reb felt Cammy’s frustration build. She panted and mewled with need. Standing beside the lake, she shuddered in response to the pleasure he controlled.
Her desire fed his.
Reb whipped his head from side to side, ensuring they were safe. No one was near, and they sheltered in the trees right beside the water. He stripped and made sure the mating bonds continued their throbbing torture. Naked and ready, he appeared in front of her.
Cameron
The damn mating bonds were driving her insane. With Reb naked beside her, Cam started stripping off her clothes before rushing into his arms. “Kiss me,” she demanded.
Reb’s mouth didn’t put out the fire. It made it worse, and she moaned. “More!” Her hands slid over his flesh, tugging him closer. “Hurry,” she pleaded.
Reb lifted her into his arms, guiding her legs around his waist. Opening her to him. He wasted no time shifting his pelvis up while pushing her hips down. Burying his cock deep within her body in one thrust!
It felt fantastic. His thick shaft filled her perfectly. She reveled in the hard slap of their bodies, in the slam of his groin against her mound, and his almost violent possession of her. And then he walked the few feet to the lake. Cammy moaned each time his hips rolled.
The water was warm. Reb turned and placed her back on the bank of the lake. Her legs clenched around his hips, her body lay in the soft mud. She didn’t care. Cammy needed this. Wanted this. The mating bonds continued to pulse inside and out until her inner muscles spasmed. And yet it still wasn’t enough. She arched against Reb and begged, “More! Oh. God. Reb. Pleaseoh, pleaseoh, please!”
She felt the bands respond to her pleas, and the vibration increased as Reb changed his rhythm. He set a low, steady, pounding pace. Deep, driving thrusts kept her poised on the edge of madness, and she begged again. “Harder. Faster. More!”
She felt the tempo change again when he surged over her.
Undulating beneath him, she thrashed her head from side to side and found footing on the lake bank. Cam pushed upward, meeting him stroke for stroke. Between one second and the next, she flew.
Cammy howled and sobbed when she came. The experience shattered what she believed to be physically possible between them. This was so much more than what they’d done this morning.
Reb’s mind was open to her. She shuddered through another orgasm when his sensations were shared with her. She writhed in ecstasy for a long moment and then went still. Only moving to drag in a breath.