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Dargus looked down again, unable to stop himself. The sight was so arousing… Nearly as much as Lia’s scent, now stronger and sweeter than ever, begging him to lean down and inhale deeply directly from the source. And had the color of the cloth hiding her cunt from his sight become darker, as if damp?

“Dargus!”

He forced himself to look up at her face, which he noticed had changed color too. Her sides had darkened, revealing her embarrassment.

Dargus released her and jumped back as if stung by a cobbee.This behavior of his was unacceptable for a male and a respected law enforcer.Get a hold of yourself, Dargus!

Why had he thought it a good idea to select as his partner a female he had felt drawn to from the first sechiona her scent had tickled his senses?Such an idiot.

Then again, he had always prided himself on being in full control of his basic urges. Plus, when the need struck, it was in between cases, his mind otherwise entirely occupied with work. What he was experiencing right now, at the most important stage of his biggest case yet, was… unexpected.To put it mildly.

“Forgive me, Lia,” Dargus hid his eyes behind his tail, unable to look at her, “I behaved inexcusably. It will not happen again, you’re safe from me: you have my word. Like I said before, I need you to be my partner, and not… something more.”

When no reply followed for a while, he peeked over his tuft.

Lia was sitting on the cooking island, eyes on the hologram of Luvia behind her, her gaze somewhat distant.

“What if,” she began, sounding as though she was thinking out loud, “I need you to be something more?”

CHAPTER 9

GOING CUCKOO IN SPACE

Emilia couldn’t believe she was about to do this. Of all the stupid decisions she had ever made…

Actually, there was one other decision of hers that topped the dumbness chart. Since by deciding to be Dargus’ partner, she had basically purchased a one-way ticket to Deathville or Slavevill.

So, yes, her latest decision couldn’t compete with that one, therefore it got the silver medal for idiocy. How else would you describe the decision to film a short video in a spaceship’s equivalent of a kitchen in order to use a hologram of an Earth landscape as the background for a fake getaway with a fake boyfriend faking he was human? When they saw the end product, her parents would think: a) that she had been kidnapped and forced to pretend she had gone willingly with this man, or b) that she had finally lost it.

Ironically, both versions weren’t far from the truth. In reality, Emilia had been abducted by an extraterrestrial and was forcing him to pretend they were togethertogetherin an attempt to ease her parents’ worries. While Emilia somewhat unwillingly went to save the galaxy with him. Also, she had finally gone cuckoo… in space.

The last bit was understandable, actually, given that mere hours ago she had considered intelligent aliens to be a scientific theory. Definitely not a real, hot-looking tailed guy whose intense otherworldly gaze made Emilia tingle all over in the most pleasant of ways. Whose expert manhandling of her made heat blossom low in her belly. Whose body against hers made her panties wet in the most inappropriate of times. Oh, and whose tendency to cuddle his cute pet any chance he got, made her all mushy inside.

When Dargus’ large eyes locked onto her as soon as she re-entered the food bay, Emilia tried to remind herself he was the cause of this whole insanity. But instead of being angry at him, she felt like smiling. He took her in as if she were wearing some stunning dress, and not the red t-shirt and blue jeggings he had replicated at her request using a photo on her phone. He also looked adorably insecure as she approached him, his tail freezing at first then beginning to swish wildly behind him. All the while his hand kept petting Cubbie in his lap for what she suspected was emotional support.

Emilia wouldn’t mind some emotional support herself. Ever since the kitchen island barely-qualifying-for-PG-13 episode, she couldn’t stop picturing Dargus’ hands on her body. While getting changed in the med bay, she had nearly given in to the temptation to slip her fingers in her panties to relieve the pressure in her clit. And now that the reason for her aroused state was sitting in front of her, all she could think about was straddling him and tasting those plump lips of his. Who did that, hours after meeting their very first extraterrestrial and flying at light speed towards danger?

Nut jobs who have been celibate for too long, that’s who.

Cubbie jumped off Dargus to come roll around her feet like a ball on steroids. Despite her inner turmoil, Emilia’s inner animal lover squealed in delight. She bent down to pick him up under the middle set of paws, confident he wouldn’t mind one bit.

“You’re spoiled rotten, aren’t you, Cubbie?” she asked, bringing him up to her eye level.

He chittered excitedly and extended a tongue her way.

“Wet kisses later, fur baby, I need my makeup on for now.”

Dargus’ chuckle made her refocus on him. He was wearing the same orange t-shirt from the pub, but combined with his fiery hair, unique eye color, and the stripes on his biceps, he was actually more attractive than the guy he had posed as on Earth. Emilia was already regretting making him wear his high-tech disguise for the video.

“What’s so funny?” She repositioned Cubbie until he was cradled in her arms – he was way heavier than he looked. “Is my makeup that bad?”

Dargus’ bushy eyebrows furrowed. “Nothing wrong with the paint on your face. Although I see no reason why you should try to match your coloring to mine.”

Emilia cringed. If the CC cream she had had in her purse upon her abduction made her skin similar to his orangey one, she had applied it more than sloppily. Then again, she used makeup so rarely and was so bad at it every time – why was she surprised her painting skills weren’t any different in space? Unfortunately, the ‘paint’ had to stay on, because it was the only thing hiding the huge bum on her forehead from the collision with the door.

“What I find funny,” Dargus went on, “is that you consider Cubbie spoiled. He is perfectly disciplined for a rabbisaurus,I’ll have you know. Just wait and see how his kind typically behaves… But keep calling himfur babyand you just might find out from Cubbie himself.”

Emilia giggled when she found the rabbisaurus in question giving her an innocent puppy look.Yeah, definitely spoiled rotten.

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