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He guided her off the edge of the ramp and onto his lap where his cock stood waiting, glistening at the tip.
“Yes,” she whispered. It was all she could manage as she guided the head of his cock toward her entrance. Devin pushed into her, slowly and deliberately, giving her body time to adjust to his large girth. It was glorious. By the time she was fully seated with him inside her, Val craved friction. She wanted him to be wild with unbridled passion.
Devin was still measured and calculating.
“Please! Devin! I need it,” she pleaded.
“Yes, but I must not hurt you.” He gritted his teeth, but his tattoos glowed brighter than ever before. He lifted her and then let her slide back onto his length. There was nothing but pleasure.
“More. I can take it. Please,” she insisted.
Her begging did the trick and his last ounce of caution was lost to the repeated thrusts deep inside of her. In this position, she wasn’t sure if she was riding him, or not, because he had all the control, his hands and hips pulling them apart and then meeting again and again. Her sensitive nipples made a journey up and down his chest. His lips found her neck and her hands dug into his biceps. Stars exploded in her eyes and as she came, she felt Devin’s teeth bury into her neck. He growled possessively and tightened around her. He thrust once more, deep inside her and spilled his seed.
Devin released his bite and licked her neck. For as deep as she thought he’d gone, there was surprisingly little pain. Herhead swum a bit, but she wasn’t sure if that was from the heat or the exhaustion of fucking an alien. Devin lifted her off of his cock, which was still hard, and then laid her down on the makeshift bed in the center of the shuttle. It wasn’t very comfortable being all sticky and naked, but it was too hot to try and cover up.
Val watched as Devin retrieved their clothing and the rest of the meat. He extinguished the fire and then pulled on his shorts. He sat down next to her. Then, he had the audacity to sigh like he regretted the whole damn thing.
Fuck him, she thought. After a moment, she realized that that was exactly what she’d just done and giggled to herself. It had been worth it. Even if she still ended up back in prison, she had a one night/afternoon stand that would last her a lifetime. Hey, it was still early and she was still naked. Maybe she could get another screw out of him, this time with him on top.
Val sighed herself. It was better this way, hard and impersonal. That way, she wouldn’t really miss him when he was gone and she was far away. She rubbed her neck. Two little bumps were the only sign left that he’d bitten her. More Mahdfel magic, she supposed.
“Well, I suppose-” she began before being rudely interrupted.
The roar of an engine approached. They were getting rescued. Oh, goody.
Chapter 17
Devin
Devin scrambled to his feet. Outside the shuttle, he spotted that Jane had managed to set her craft down in a spot about a hundred yards away. Devin sprinted the distance, leaving Val behind.
“Where’s Zenik?” he demanded.
“Just me, and before you go all, ‘oh, a mate left alone in the scary scary jungle’ on me, I’ll have you know that Kave wanted to leave you here for another forty-eight hours. Zenik doesn’t exactly know I’m gone. I believe this is what you need?”
Jane handed over a case of four converters. Two to replace the blown ones and two spares. He’d already cleaned the ports, so it would be a quick swap and after a warm up to clear the crap out of the engines, everything should function as normal.
“Thank you,” Devin said.
“Will I see you back shortly?”
Devin knew what she was asking, and he really didn’t feel like giving anyone the satisfaction of having their scheme work.
“Has the delivery arrived yet?” he deflected.
“Somehow, it has been mysteriously delayed,” Jane said. “For another forty-eight hours.”
Devin nodded, but didn’t give her the answer she wanted. He knew Jane well enough that even in her highly pregnant state, she would be fine on her own. She seemed to accept his non-answer, gave him a wave and closed the hatch. A moment later and she was off in the air.
Devin sprinted back to the shuttle, converters in hand. He said nothing to Val as he opened the panel and replaced the converters carefully to their designated spots. A few minutes of camp cleanup later and he was ready to go. Although it was unlikely that anyone would ever stumble across their bits of trash in the middle of an under-occupied planet, his habit was always to leave as little a footprint as possible.
Val was waiting for him, clothes back on, in the cockpit co-pilot chair.
“Looks like we’ve got lights,” she said.
A few keystrokes later, and the engines cycled up and the rest of the shuttle came to life. They were free to leave.
“Where’s Nivy?” Devin asked.
