Alive.
A big finger entered her and she gasped with delight. Her vaginal muscles contracted around it, as if wanting to keep him inside her. His hand was shaking slightly, all of him was fairly thrumming with control because he didn’t want to hurt her.
She could feel so clearly how he didn’t want to hurt her, how much he cared. It was in every touch, every kiss. And more, it was there, beneath his skin where only she could touch him, reach him.
She lifted her head from his kiss and looked down at him, at that beloved face. At some level she knew he wasn’t handsome. He was scarred, his skin was pock-marked with old acne scars. His nose had been broken several times.
But she didn’t see that, she sawhim, what he was, beneath the skin. In that place only she could see.
And he was so beautiful.
“Now, Mac,” she whispered.
“Now,” he repeated, watching her eyes as he held her up, positioned her and let her slide slowly down on him. Deep. Deeper. Until he reached so deeply inside her she couldn’t fathom how they could ever be separated.
Ah, he felt so good. Her eyes fluttered closed then opened suddenly when he shook her a little.
“No,” he commanded. “Keep your eyes open.”
So she did. He held her slightly above him and he moved his hips up and into her, so she was over him, her hair creating a little dark waterfall around them, sealing them off from the world in their own little private paradise.
His hips moved up strongly, pulled down and out then up. She gasped, but he knew it wasn’t pain because he was touching her and heknewher. This was what she wanted. This closeness, this feeling of being one in two bodies.
Her hair swayed as she swayed with his thrusts. He was holding her so tightly she couldn’t move but she didn’t need to, Mac was doing everything and he was doing it perfectly. He went slowly at first, getting her used to him again, but he felt, he knew, when he could speed up.
The thrusts became harder, faster and heat was spreading from her groin up through her whole body. She wanted to close her eyes but she couldn’t. She couldn’t look away from him as his features tightened, became strained.
He was pumping heavily now, the chair rocking, joints squealing, and the heat rose and rose and rose.
Catherine’s whole body tightened and released as she rose slightly on her knees, head thrown back, convulsing in hot waves that rode the edge of pain.
It pushed Mac over the edge too as he gave one last hard thrust that shook her body and came in endless hot liquid spurts, pouring into her body with a harsh cry.
She slumped against him, damp and flushed and happy. Together.
They sat in silence, her head nestled against his shoulder, in his arms, him still half hard inside her.
It was the happiest moment of Catherine’s life. She felt as if they had climbed a mountain together and stood looking at the promised land.
She turned her head lazily and kissed his ear. “You know what?”
She felt rather than saw him smile. “What?”
“I think we made a baby.”
His entire body jolted and she felt a rush of joy flood through her and she couldn’t tell whether it was his or hers. Or both.
PALO ALTO
ARKA LABORATORIES
The local police force has carried out extensive forensics on the scene of the break in at the Arka facility. The weapons are military-issue but are not found in any military database. No fingerprints or DNA were found. The video cameras were disengaged and steps to ensure that never occur again have been taken. The security company has been fired and a new one, a very reputable company run by a former General, Clancy Flynn, has been hired.
An exhaustive inventory has been taken but it appears nothing has been stolen from the laboratory. The computer system is intact. It is my considered opinion that the break in was unsuccessful and has proven to be nothing more than a spur to increase security.
Lee finished the report and sent it off to the Arka Board where the old men who sat on it would have their office managers read it to them and would sign it unread.
Nine and his men were gone but since no one knew they’d ever been there, it made no difference. It was very likely that they’d been rescued but died shortly thereafter. At any rate, if they were to report what had happened to them, they would be laughed at. There was no trace of them at Arka—Lee had wiped everything from the computers—and no one knew about Level 4.