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feel her breasts lifting, her nipples hardening as the cool air hit them. The
look on his face was priceless.
"I'm happy despite everything that is wrong right now, because I'm alive and
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I'm in a shower and all the odds were against success. Would you like to
join me?"
He shook his head slowly, and she laughed again. She reached up and cupped
her breasts, kneading them softly with her fingers.
"Are you sure?" she asked archly.
He grunted, then shrugged out of the pants he must have pulled on after she
left the room. He stepped into the small booth with her, reaching both arms
down to her butt and pulling her up hard against him. His mouth took hers,
harsh and demanding. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sunk into his
kiss with a sigh of relief.
They were connecting with each other again.
He was hard against her, and she wiggled, enjoying the feel of him as he grew
more eager for her touch. Bethany felt as if the Goddess were inside her,
feminine energy and power pumping through her veins as her tongue darted out,
meeting his in a dance as old as time. He groaned, and then kissed her even
more deeply. He pressed her against the wall of the shower, his pelvis pumping
against her even as he sought entry to her body.
She lifted herself, and he thrust deep inside her. He hit her cervix and she
gasped; it always amazed her that they fit together so well. He was massive,
yet her body seemed to have been created for his touch. Nothing they did could
be anything less than perfect.
He pulled out of her and then thrust back inside, seeming to go deeper and
deeper with every motion. Tension built within her. She was aware of the
slippery surface of the shower wall behind her in a vague way, and that the
hot water still slid over them, yet he never lost his grasp. A sudden thought
caught him. What would it be like if they could do thing this together in
a tub full of water? Before she could think any further on her new idea, he
thrust against her again, this time at a slightly different angle. She could
hardly breathe because now his entire length was rubbing against her clit. The
arousal that had been slowly dancing along her nerve ending grew suddenly
urgent. She couldn't breathe; she could hardly hold on to him. Everything in
her body seemed to be wrapped up in him. He was her ground, her
base, the source of her energy. She needed to take him into her fully, to
become one with him.
She tried to urge him to move more quickly, grasping at his neck and shoulders
as hard as she could, but the water kept her from gripping him like she needed
to. Instinct cried out for her to clutch him tight, to bind him to her as her
mate. Without thinking, she opened her mouth against his shoulder and bit
deeply. He moaned, and she felt something salty filling her mouth. Blood.
He was pounding into her now, each thrust grinding her clitoris against her
pelvic bone.
The tension was tight within her, and she squeezed him, desperately
seeking something more. More pressure, more of his hardness. She had to be
filled.
Then it slammed over her. She felt the waves of heat moving through her body,
and she screamed out in a mixture of triumph and joy. He followed her a moment
later, hips pulsing as hot waves of his seed shot deep into her body. She
collapsed against his shoulder and his grip on her softened.
They stood there in the shower, breathing heavily, for several minutes. He
leaned down and kissed her wet face softly. She started to say
something, but she was cut off by a low-pitched buzzing noise.
"May I have your attention please," a voice said coolly and calmly from a
small speaker in the corner of the shower. Bethany started, then realized it
was yet another emergency system announcement. "Discovery Station
Commander Ivankov will be addressing all station residents in two
minutes. Please proceed to your vid screen for this important and mandatory
presentation."
Jess reached behind himself, fumbling to turn the shower off.
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She relaxed her grip on his shoulders, expecting him to set her down, but he
lifted her away and strode out of the fresher. He carried her all the
across their room to the bed, where he sat down, still holding her close.
They were dripping all over the bedding, but he didn't seem to care. Instead,
he simply pulled her against him, then grabbed a blanket to cover them both.
Within seconds, the vid screen flickered to life, and a man who looked
strikingly like
Jess came into view.
"Who are these guys?" she asked. "Why do they all look like you?"
"They're Saurellians," Jess replied. "And they don't look like me. At least
not to anyone besides you."
"Are you sure?" she asked, doubting him. "I thought you looked an awful lot
like Logan."
"You're crazy," Jess said, kissing her on top of her head. "I'm a slave, I
wasn't even born on the same side of the quadrant as these guys."
She pursed her lips, wondering how he could miss the resemblance. Sure, he and
the man on the vid screen looked different. The man was wearing a military
hair cut, and his eyes were a different color. But that was just a matter of
dress and grooming. Their bone structure was strikingly similar, although Jess
was far paler than the manÉ
"As I'm sure you are aware, the station was attacked early this
morning. We have determined that this attack was planned and executed by
members of the Pilgrims of the
Apocalypse, apparently in response to activity that has taken place on the far
side of the asteroid belt.
"Several days ago, our sensors detected an extremely large explosion centered
in this region. We have yet to determine who was behind this
explosion, but we have assured ourselves that Imperial interference is
highly unlikely. Not only have our scouts failed to detect any sign of
Imperial spacecraft in the area, we have received assurances from the
Imperial capital that they were not involved in this incident. Given the fact
that such an attack would cause the Emperor a great deal embarrassment,
combined with a complete lack of
any understandable motive for such an attack, we find no reason to
believe they were involved with events within this system.
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