Page 36 of Stalker
Stalker hung back, waiting.
“Do you need me to ask him to give you some space?” Neely asked when she had calmed and stepped back.
“Could you? I just don’t want to be with any man right now,” Rena admitted
“I can understand. I thought I didn’t want a mate when Stalker came along. He was pretty hard to resist.”
Momentarily, a hovercraft came to settle in front of the holding building.
“Here’s your ride to the temporary refuge for the ruins’ dwellers. I will let Brandix know that you need some time to recover from your ordeal before you are ready to think about a mate. He is stationed here now, so he can afford to give you time to heal. But don’t expect him to give up.”
“He was really nice. I just can’t do this right now. That bastard Blackwood made my life hell.”
“You don’t need to worry about him anymore. He is going to prison offworld. The refuge will be secured by cyborgs. They won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“Will I see you again?” asked Rena.
“Oh, yeah,” Neely said and smiled at her. “I will come to check on you in a couple weeks. Now that we have help, things are going to start moving faster. The gangers left are either going to join in rebuilding, or they can go off to prison with Blackwood.”
Neely walked Rena to the hovercraft and turned around to see Stalker lingering at the end of the building. He watched her with interest, which brought a tender smile to her lips.
She strolled over to him, and he gripped her upper arms gently and drew her around the corner of the building with him. Taking her ion rifle and shouldering it with his own, he pulled her against him and hugged her.
“Yeah, I needed that too,” she murmured against his chest, hugging him back. “I love you.”
“And I love you,” he replied huskily, laying his cheek against the top of her head with a sigh. “I wish I could take you home and show you just how much I love you right now.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Neely said, “but we have to finish up here first.” She leaned back to look up at him, cupping her hand against his cheek, love shining in her eyes. “I’m so glad you are in my life.”
Stalker turned his head and kissed her palm. “Me, too. We still have five hours left of daylight. The teams are going back into this section to evacuate the residents, so the demolitions can start in two days.”
They withdrew from their embrace reluctantly, and Neely took back her rifle. Even though things seemed calm at the moment, there could still be armed gangers around.
As they were walking back, Neely asked, “Did Blackwood tell you who was arranging the sale of the humans to the Mesaarkans?”
“It was Colton Price. Killing Devlin White was personal, but I don’t get why he was trafficking humans to the Mesaarkans. Captain Savage got confirmation Price was working for the Federation, but they lost contact with him. He's gone completely rogue.”
“He’s been pretty edgy since I met him. Selling humans to the enemy—he must have gone over the edge,” said Neely.
“Maybe because he was a natural convert, the therapy we did when we were released from service didn’t work for him. The Feds are going to investigate. I will notify them about what I learned. If they ever find him, they’ll send him to Penta.”
Stalker spent the rest of the day interviewing Blackwood’s gangers about what they did for him and how they operated. The protector teams patrolled the ruins rooting out more gangers and helping women and children to safety.
Many of the young males who worked for him were unaware of Blackwood’s activities. The youngest were just low-level spies for him.
All while attending to his duties, Stalker looked forward to taking Neely home and making love to her long and slow. He wanted to drive her mad with desire and feast on the juices of her lovely pussy until she screamed her pleasure. Then he would give her respite before he fucked her long and hard.
Only things didn’t quite work out that way. By the time they got home, Stalker could see Neely was nearly exhausted. After they put away their weapons and her armor, Stalker followed her into the shower. He’d decided to delay his lovemaking plans until Neely had gotten a good night’s sleep.
When she stripped off her undergarments and he’d retracted his armor, she pressed her naked body against his and said, “I need you to take me in the shower.”
As she slid her hands up his chest and clasped them around his neck, she raised herself on her toes and turned her parted lips up for a kiss. That was all the invitation Stalker needed. Kissing her, he lifted her up to wrap her legs around his waist, carrying her into the shower stall.
Scenting her arousal, he knew she was ready and slid his cock into her opening. Relishing the feel of her breasts crushed against his chest and her inner walls hugging his cock, he kissed her deeply, his tongue slow dancing with hers as he tweaked her nipples.
Stalker basked in her caresses as she told him without words that he was precious to her, that she loved him. He’d felt sure she loved him before she said the actual words, but hearing them brought him such joy.
He thrust in and out of her slowly. With her in that position, he could hit both her G-spot and clit on the way in.
