gasped.
Saber withdrew a fraction and growled again
at the sensations that jerked his cock. Long moments later, when the
contractions trailed off, he pulled out of her and arranged her on his chest
like a living blanket. “You got cleaning products, then we’re having sex on the
counter. I’m gonna drape you over and take you from behind.”
His feline rolled under his skin, and Saber
gave an involuntary thrust against her leg. “You got another one in you?”
“Again? I’ll start waddling like Bluebird.”
“You got another one?”
He slipped a finger between her legs, gave
a slow, firm rub, watching her eyes all the while. Long dark lashes lowered,
but not before he saw the deep blue of her eyes. She wanted him.
“Don’t you think we should start walking
instead of lazing about in a cave?”
Saber didn’t answer, merely drew her head
down and laid one on her. Lips, teeth, tongue. He gave it everything and almost
cheered when she softened and started responding.
“Ride me. Take what you need.”
“But you’ve just—”
He lifted her a fraction and set her down
over his groin, right where she could feel his interest. Her lashes lifted,
giving him a great view of her sexy blue eyes.
“There’s something wrong with you.”
“Ain’t nothing wrong with me. All my parts
are working fine. Wanna have you again, before we start our day.”
He lifted her, holding her up while he
waited for her to obey his silent demand. She just stared, her mind working in
ways mysterious to him since she kept her features expressionless. He figured
it was a strategy she’d learned in the market. Don’t let anyone know what
you’re thinking because knowledge gives them the advantage.
“I can tell you exactly what to do,” he
said.
She tilted her head. “You haven’t before.”
“A mistake on my part.” Saber waited until
their gazes connected. “Take my cock—now.”
She bit her lip, a hint of uncertainty
creeping into her face.
“Then ride me hard. I want you to feel me
when you walk, and I want to smell me on you. I like that.”
The uncertainty shifted into
incredulousness. “It sounds as if you want to own me.”
Saber felt a slow grin take residence on
his face, guessed his eyes sparkled with the same smugness beating in his
heart. “I do,” he said quietly. “But the chase is fun too.”
Her mouth turned mulish and he figured he’d
pushed a bit far. Too bad. This was him.
He rolled her under him, made sure she lay
on the bed of soft grasses he’d collected the previous night and pushed his
knees between her legs. He thrust inside her, watching her face. He started
slow, using every bit of his expertise to tease another orgasm out of her. She
was slippery and wet, liquid heat around his dick.
When she started responding, digging her
fingers into his shoulders and making sexy little moans at the back of her
throat, he increased his pace and took his own pleasure. They came together,
not as hard as the first time, but still ultimately satisfying.
Saber smoothed her blonde hair off her
forehead and placed a gentle kiss on the skin he revealed. “I could go again if
you’re interested.”
“I’m sore,” she muttered, her words hot
against his throat. “And I believe I smell like you, both inside and out. Goal
achieved.”
“Good,” he said, choking back a snigger.
“My work here is done.”
Saber the cat-man was kinda hot. She’d have
some great memories once she arrived back on Dalcon.
Casey would be pleased she’d finally had
sex. During one inebriated night, years ago, Casey had told her it wasn’t good
to let your lady parts dry out. Gave guys the wrong idea. Made them think you
didn’t enjoy sex, didn’t care if you ever had sex again.
Recalling the words now, Eva worried
slightly about Casey. When she saw her again— if she saw her friend
before she reported for duty—Casey would demand answers to her pointed
questions. She had been there for her when Pryce
Saber withdrew a fraction and growled again
at the sensations that jerked his cock. Long moments later, when the
contractions trailed off, he pulled out of her and arranged her on his chest
like a living blanket. “You got cleaning products, then we’re having sex on the
counter. I’m gonna drape you over and take you from behind.”
His feline rolled under his skin, and Saber
gave an involuntary thrust against her leg. “You got another one in you?”
“Again? I’ll start waddling like Bluebird.”
“You got another one?”
He slipped a finger between her legs, gave
a slow, firm rub, watching her eyes all the while. Long dark lashes lowered,
but not before he saw the deep blue of her eyes. She wanted him.
“Don’t you think we should start walking
instead of lazing about in a cave?”
Saber didn’t answer, merely drew her head
down and laid one on her. Lips, teeth, tongue. He gave it everything and almost
cheered when she softened and started responding.
“Ride me. Take what you need.”
“But you’ve just—”
He lifted her a fraction and set her down
over his groin, right where she could feel his interest. Her lashes lifted,
giving him a great view of her sexy blue eyes.
“There’s something wrong with you.”
“Ain’t nothing wrong with me. All my parts
are working fine. Wanna have you again, before we start our day.”
He lifted her, holding her up while he
waited for her to obey his silent demand. She just stared, her mind working in
ways mysterious to him since she kept her features expressionless. He figured
it was a strategy she’d learned in the market. Don’t let anyone know what
you’re thinking because knowledge gives them the advantage.
“I can tell you exactly what to do,” he
said.
She tilted her head. “You haven’t before.”
“A mistake on my part.” Saber waited until
their gazes connected. “Take my cock—now.”
She bit her lip, a hint of uncertainty
creeping into her face.
“Then ride me hard. I want you to feel me
when you walk, and I want to smell me on you. I like that.”
The uncertainty shifted into
incredulousness. “It sounds as if you want to own me.”
Saber felt a slow grin take residence on
his face, guessed his eyes sparkled with the same smugness beating in his
heart. “I do,” he said quietly. “But the chase is fun too.”
Her mouth turned mulish and he figured he’d
pushed a bit far. Too bad. This was him.
He rolled her under him, made sure she lay
on the bed of soft grasses he’d collected the previous night and pushed his
knees between her legs. He thrust inside her, watching her face. He started
slow, using every bit of his expertise to tease another orgasm out of her. She
was slippery and wet, liquid heat around his dick.
When she started responding, digging her
fingers into his shoulders and making sexy little moans at the back of her
throat, he increased his pace and took his own pleasure. They came together,
not as hard as the first time, but still ultimately satisfying.
Saber smoothed her blonde hair off her
forehead and placed a gentle kiss on the skin he revealed. “I could go again if
you’re interested.”
“I’m sore,” she muttered, her words hot
against his throat. “And I believe I smell like you, both inside and out. Goal
achieved.”
“Good,” he said, choking back a snigger.
“My work here is done.”
Saber the cat-man was kinda hot. She’d have
some great memories once she arrived back on Dalcon.
Casey would be pleased she’d finally had
sex. During one inebriated night, years ago, Casey had told her it wasn’t good
to let your lady parts dry out. Gave guys the wrong idea. Made them think you
didn’t enjoy sex, didn’t care if you ever had sex again.
Recalling the words now, Eva worried
slightly about Casey. When she saw her again— if she saw her friend
before she reported for duty—Casey would demand answers to her pointed
questions. She had been there for her when Pryce
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