Marauder Kain: Scifi Alien Invasion Romance (Mating Wars Book 5) by Aya Morningstar

same time, his cock throbs inside me, and as my body explodes with blinding and warm ecstasy, I feel his thick cum filling me.
    He blasts load after load deep up into me as I come, screaming with abandon. My tears and drool stain the pillow, and I surrender completely beneath this powerful alien warrior who has claimed me for himself.
    As the last of his thick release blasts inside me, the vibrations slowly fade, but the inner vibration and warmth of the afterglow fills me up instead. Finally, he pulls out of me and drops down beside me.
    I smile over at him, and every hair on the back of my neck feels like it’s standing straight up on end.
    “You’re sure you want to work tomorrow?” he asks, gently stroking my side.
    God, why did he have to remind me about that? I need to stay with Felicia, to keep her spirits up. And aside from that, working will get me off the exosuit sooner. I can’t take any days off from working.
    “You must have a lot of work to do tomorrow, too,” I say. “I can’t imagine all you’re having to go through. Could you really imagine taking a day off to just lay around?”
    He sighs. “No, I can’t imagine it. I haven’t had a real day of rest in years. But I want to give you one.”
    “I appreciate it,” I say. “I really do. But let’s not rest until we are free. Give me a nice day–or a week, or a month–once we are safe and warm on Venus.”
    “Mmmm,” he says, smiling. “That sounds good.”
    I ignore the fact that Venus is only safe for as long as Earth remains stable. Or for as long as Darkstar remains dormant. The human brain can only worry about so many things at once, however.
    “What do I need to get these three guys ready to do?” I ask. “Do you have a plan yet?”
    “Ask them if they’re able to make a bomb,” Kain says.

    * * *
    “ A bomb ?!” Eli shouts
    “Did you say a BOMB ?” Thorsten roars into the intercom.
    “Shhhh!” I admonish, raising a finger over my visor gesturing for their silence. “Quiet!”
    “A bomb,” Andreas whispers.
    “Could you?” I ask.
    “I know a guy in agriculture,” Thorsten says.
    “Agriculture?” Felicia asks.
    “Yeah,” Thorsten says. “The fertilizer they use in those grow domes is powerful shit. Highly concentrated, packed full of ammonium nitrate.”
    “That blows up, right?” I ask.
    “Yeah,” Eli says. “But the question is how are you going to blow it up.”
    “And where,” Thorsten says. “And when.”
    “That’s three questions,” I say.
    We all start swinging our pickaxes again to break the boulders. Every part of my body aches, but it’s not as bad as before Kain’s...massage.
    I smile just thinking about it. He is a barbaric asshole, but he’s my barbaric asshole.
    We focus on our job of mining and throwing more rocks into the wagon, without speaking. There’s a quota to meet, and we’ve more or less internalized it already. We talk only when we’re catching a breath, and the work hours are long, so it’s not like we’ll run out of time to talk the plan through.
    When the wagon is full and it drives off, I point to it. “The bomb will go in there.”
    “Ah,” Andreas says. “That’s smart. Mr. Kain think of that?”
    “We thought of it together,” I say.
    “Doing a lot of things together these days, are ya’?” Eli asks.
    I scoff. “The bomb will go off in the wagon. And it will blow up when the wagon is back in the refinery bay.”
    “So we need a timer,” Thorsten says.
    “Or a remote detonator,” Eli says.
    “Do they ever inspect the wagons?” I ask.
    “Machine scans,” Thorsten says. “They get blasted by a scanner beam to see what type of ores have been mined and what not.”
    “What will the machines do when they see a bunch of fertilizer?” Felicia asks.
    “I don’t know,” Eli says. “Back in the day, the A.I. probably would have alerted an officer.”
    “Back in the day?” I ask.
    “No real A.I.s anymore after the Harmony thing,” Eli says.