there’s no real city, just the space port and a bunch of warehouses.”
As the ship leapt to life under them, Darry put one hand on the bulkhead to steady himself and cast an assessing look over Trix. “You okay, babe?”
She winced, one hand on her throat, which was now mottled with purple bruises. “Throat hurts like a bitch, but I’ll get a gesic as soon as we’re up.”
“How about you?”
It took Scala a moment to realize he was talking to her. “Oh. I’m fine. Thanks.”
“All right.” He disappeared into the cockpit.
Scala looked out a porthole to see the walls of the bay sliding past outside. As soon as they were out into the clear night air, power surged, pressing her back into her seat as the earth shot away under them, leaving the star-filled night sky around them.
As soon as the craft leveled out, both women unfastened the safety harnesses. Scala stood and stretched, wincing as tight muscles protested. She always paid a price for the quick fury of a fight. “Maybe I’ll have one of those gesics too.”
Trix nodded, her gamine face for once serious. “Thanks for what you did in there. That Gorglon scared the hells out of me. He was so big and I couldn’t get my blade out.”
Scala accepted her thanks with a nod. “I won’t stand by and let another female be molested. Thanks for speaking up for me with those two from LodeStar.” She grinned crookedly, remembering the looks on the faces of the two Serpentians.
Trix smiled. “My pleasure. Y’know, they looked like they had titanium rods up their asses. You’re better off with us.”
Leaning up, she kissed Scala on the lips. Her lips were soft and lush, and tasted of cinnamon. “I could be persuaded to do more,” she whispered, eyes twinkling, her small hands sliding up over Scala’s ribs. “Y’know, to show my gratitude.”
“Careful,” Scala replied. “I might accept.”
She cupped Trix’s cheek in her hand and kissed her back, sucking the redhead’s plump lower lip between her own. Their tongues met and played. It felt good, as did Trix’s warm hands on her back, and the brush of her soft braids on Scala’s face.
“Oh, my Gawwd,” Darry groaned from across the room. “Please say yes, Trix, please !”
Scala surprised herself by laughing.
“No show tonight,” she said, stepping back. “Maybe another time. Right now Trix needs a gesic and some rest.”
Her laugh died in her throat as she looked past Darry. Tal stood in the shadows of the passageway to the cockpit, and though she couldn’t see his eyes she could feel power of his persona arcing across the space between them. Was it anger? Lust? Both?
“Tal likes to watch too,” Trix said, peering over her shoulder to follow Scala’s gaze. “Sometimes he even joins in .”
“I do,” Tal agreed, without moving. “But she’s right, babe. You need gesics and rest. You can put on a show for us another time.”
“Damn. He’s right,” Darry said, with clear regret. He moved forward and pulled Trix with him toward the galley and sleep cubbies. “Come on, girl. Let’s get you fixed up.”
When the two were gone, Scala crossed her arms and leaned against the seat behind her, regarding Tal with what she hoped looked like a challenging gaze, and not just nerves.
“So you like watching women together, hmm?” The thought of him watching Trix and her do more than kiss sent need clenching low in her belly.
“Every male with a breath of life in his body likes to watch two hot females together.”
That was certainly true. “And you enjoy ménage too. Now why does that not surprise me?”
“Probably for the same reason I’m not surprised you enjoyed kissing Trix.” He moved toward her with a deceptively casual gait that sent an electric thrill racing through her. “Because you and I both know another player when we meet. But right now, I’m all you’ve got.”
“Huh. You expect me to settle for you?” The excitement rising in her was
As the ship leapt to life under them, Darry put one hand on the bulkhead to steady himself and cast an assessing look over Trix. “You okay, babe?”
She winced, one hand on her throat, which was now mottled with purple bruises. “Throat hurts like a bitch, but I’ll get a gesic as soon as we’re up.”
“How about you?”
It took Scala a moment to realize he was talking to her. “Oh. I’m fine. Thanks.”
“All right.” He disappeared into the cockpit.
Scala looked out a porthole to see the walls of the bay sliding past outside. As soon as they were out into the clear night air, power surged, pressing her back into her seat as the earth shot away under them, leaving the star-filled night sky around them.
As soon as the craft leveled out, both women unfastened the safety harnesses. Scala stood and stretched, wincing as tight muscles protested. She always paid a price for the quick fury of a fight. “Maybe I’ll have one of those gesics too.”
Trix nodded, her gamine face for once serious. “Thanks for what you did in there. That Gorglon scared the hells out of me. He was so big and I couldn’t get my blade out.”
Scala accepted her thanks with a nod. “I won’t stand by and let another female be molested. Thanks for speaking up for me with those two from LodeStar.” She grinned crookedly, remembering the looks on the faces of the two Serpentians.
Trix smiled. “My pleasure. Y’know, they looked like they had titanium rods up their asses. You’re better off with us.”
Leaning up, she kissed Scala on the lips. Her lips were soft and lush, and tasted of cinnamon. “I could be persuaded to do more,” she whispered, eyes twinkling, her small hands sliding up over Scala’s ribs. “Y’know, to show my gratitude.”
“Careful,” Scala replied. “I might accept.”
She cupped Trix’s cheek in her hand and kissed her back, sucking the redhead’s plump lower lip between her own. Their tongues met and played. It felt good, as did Trix’s warm hands on her back, and the brush of her soft braids on Scala’s face.
“Oh, my Gawwd,” Darry groaned from across the room. “Please say yes, Trix, please !”
Scala surprised herself by laughing.
“No show tonight,” she said, stepping back. “Maybe another time. Right now Trix needs a gesic and some rest.”
Her laugh died in her throat as she looked past Darry. Tal stood in the shadows of the passageway to the cockpit, and though she couldn’t see his eyes she could feel power of his persona arcing across the space between them. Was it anger? Lust? Both?
“Tal likes to watch too,” Trix said, peering over her shoulder to follow Scala’s gaze. “Sometimes he even joins in .”
“I do,” Tal agreed, without moving. “But she’s right, babe. You need gesics and rest. You can put on a show for us another time.”
“Damn. He’s right,” Darry said, with clear regret. He moved forward and pulled Trix with him toward the galley and sleep cubbies. “Come on, girl. Let’s get you fixed up.”
When the two were gone, Scala crossed her arms and leaned against the seat behind her, regarding Tal with what she hoped looked like a challenging gaze, and not just nerves.
“So you like watching women together, hmm?” The thought of him watching Trix and her do more than kiss sent need clenching low in her belly.
“Every male with a breath of life in his body likes to watch two hot females together.”
That was certainly true. “And you enjoy ménage too. Now why does that not surprise me?”
“Probably for the same reason I’m not surprised you enjoyed kissing Trix.” He moved toward her with a deceptively casual gait that sent an electric thrill racing through her. “Because you and I both know another player when we meet. But right now, I’m all you’ve got.”
“Huh. You expect me to settle for you?” The excitement rising in her was
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