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The cruiser doors slid open.

With his hand on her waist, Adarinas
guided her into a long corridor. He nodded to the right. “My private quarters
are at the end of that passage. Will you go inside and make yourself
comfortable while I take care of Renas?”

Parmia stroked the stallion’s mane. “And
when you have?”

He brushed the back of his hand
against her cheek. “When I have, I’ll be ready to join you in my quarters,
close out the galaxy, and settle down to get to know you.”

Her lips curved in a spontaneous smile.

He bent to press a quick kiss against
her neck before he picked up the stallion’s reins and turned away.

“Aren’t you afraid I might leave
while you’re gone?” she asked.

He walked back to cup one hand
between her legs.

His touch made her burn with need.
She moistened her lips.

He stared down into her eyes. “Your
pussy is wet and ready to receive my cock. No. I’m not afraid you’ll try to leave-at
least not until I’ve cocked you a few times.”

She sucked in a breath; her channel
flooding at the pleasure his words conjured in her mind.

Smiling, he pinched each of her
nipples. “But even if you tried, you should know that I’d track you down and
bring you back here.”

Something in his tone and expression
stirred her emotions and made her wonder if she’d managed to stir him as well. “To
turn me over to your client?”

He slid his palm down from her
breasts to finger her pussy. “To slide my cock as deep inside you as possible
and then to ravish you until we’re both limp with pleasure.”

His words, spoken in a brusque voice
filled with passion, sent a tingle of anticipation through her. Should she
quietly submit? Or should she run and force him to track her down? She liked
the idea of him tackling her so that his big, hard body completely covered
hers. Running might be fun—except that it would lessen the time they had
together. Running was out of the question.

Almost as if he’d read her mind, he
suddenly bent his head and deliberately closed his lips over her right nipple.
He sucked so hard and deep, her legs shook and her pussy gushed.

Hungry for more, she shivered and
leaned into him.

He transferred his warm lips to her
other nipple, laving it with his tongue and nipping at it with his teeth until
it pebbled.

She slid her hands up his chest to
link around his neck. As if they had a mind of their own, her fingers stroked
through his hair.

He lifted his head to press a long,
heated kiss against her parted lips.

She curled her fingers in his hair
and returned his kiss with a passion that matched his.

He thrust his tongue in her mouth to
stroke hers.

They kissed and caressed each other
until she became aware of the stallion neighing impatiently.

Only then did Adarinas step away from
her to reclaim the stallion’s reins. “I’ll be back to claim my pussy,” he told
her.

His pussy? Oh, yes! Definitely his. She
watched him and the horse until they turned into a corridor that concealed them
from her sight. Then she felt almost bereft. What was happening to her?

“Do you like him?”
Markes
asked.

Did she like him? Like was too tepid
a word for what she felt for him. But she wasn’t ready to admit that—not even
to Markes. She shrugged. “He makes me feel and think differently about mating
than any other man ever has.”

“Is that good or bad?”

 “I don’t know and I don’t know what
I feel beyond the physical reaction his touch creates in me,” she admitted.
Since she’d never mated before she became a courtesan, she had nothing to
compare her present feelings to.

“I don’t like him,”
Markes
said.

Parmia sighed. She feared she liked
him all too well. She turned and walked down the hall. Maybe she’d feel
differently once she’d refreshed herself with a shower. Recalling his touch,
she shook her head. She doubted there existed a sonic shower powerful enough to
vibrate away the effect he had on her. And strangely enough, she didn’t want to
wash the feeling away.

The moment they rounded the corner that
took them out of Parmia’s line of sight, Delsin released the reins he held and
turned to face the stallion. “What do you think?”

“
What I think is that the next
time you want to fuck, you’d better not do it on my back!”

He arched a brow at Renas’
ill-tempered response. “I didn’t fuck her so what are you complaining about?”

“Call it what you like!
The
next time you pleasure someone on my back, I’ll toss you both on your asses and
into the nearest deep sand dune.”

“You’re over reacting, Renas.”

“I’m not, but you might be right.
You’re the one who will end up in the sand dune. I like her.”

Unfortunately, so do I.
“Thinking with that oversized weapon between your legs again?” he asked.

Renas snorted.
“Don’t make me
angry, shifter.
“

Delsin grinned. “Aren’t you just the
charming one, Centaurian?”

Without responding Renas began
compressing his big body.

Delsin watched, fascinated. Noting
the corded muscles moving under his skin, he realized Renas was getting better.
Within three minutes, a tall, muscular nude male with tanned skin, and long,
shoulder-length dark hair with auburn highlights stood in the stallion’s place.

With the shift over, Renas inhaled
slowly, expanding his massive chest several times before he stalked away.

“Where are you going?” Delsin called
after him.

“I’m going to shower and dress and
then I’m going to find myself a woman,” he called back. “And when I return,
we’re going to discuss some new rules. No more fucking on my back!” He punched his
fist through an interior bulkhead and disappeared into his quarters.

Delsin shook his head and headed
towards the mess. Centaurians. Thankfully, he had more important things on his
mind than Renas’ bad temper. Once he retired, he’d have more time to devote to
convincing Renas it was time they tried harder to discover Renas’ identity.

He inhaled slowly. And just maybe
he’d briefly return to Denhari to see Daylon and Daria if either had even a passing
interest in seeing him again. Being so close and not contacting them felt wrong
after the many adventures and experiences the three of them had shared.
Something inside him ached to see them and attempt to reestablish the strong
bond they’d once shared. But what must they think of him to have taken their
credits and never made any efforts to contact either of them?

* * *

Parmia found Adarinas’s quarters
surprisingly plush. She kicked off her shoes. As her toes sank into the luxurious
flooring, she slowly removed her duster.

"
Why are you undressing?
Let's contact our client so we can collect our fee and leave,"
Markes
suggested.

She had removed her duster because
she wanted to be completely nude and ready for plunder when Adarinas walked in.
Markes' reminder of her obligation to their client did nothing to change her
resolve. She would contact their client—after she'd felt the hunter's big dick
inside her pussy.

"I need to be refreshed after
the ride across the desert," she said.

"
You want him to fuck
you,"
Markes countered.

The two had been through too much
together for her to continue to try to deceive him. She turned to face him.
"Yes. I do," she admitted. “I want it so much, I ache with the need.”

“Why? You don’t like fucking.”

She sensed his confusion. “I don’t…I
didn’t like it with the wrong men.”

“He’s the wrong man. Isn’t he?”

She shrugged. “He probably is.”

“Then let’s leave.”

“We will—just not yet.”

“Why not now? We’re wasting time.”

“Maybe so, but is it so wrong to
finally want to receive some pleasure after years of countless unpleasant
encounters? Is it so wrong to want to enjoy a man’s touch on my body for once?"

"No,"
he said after
a long pause.
"But we can't afford to lose our commission."

"I know that and we won't. I'll make
the contact. I just need to have one encounter with him.”

“One encounter?”

She sucked in an annoyed breath.
“Okay. One fuck. I want to fuck and have him fuck me. After he has, I’ll do
what I need to." She quickly walked into the bathing chamber before Markes
could protest further.

The sonic vibrations on her nude body
felt wonderful. Closing her eyes, she settled her generous curves against the
body-contouring confines of the shower and allowed her thoughts to wander.
Thanks to the Goddess, she expected to fully enjoy her last job. When it was
over she and Markes would start a new life with the proceeds she’d amassed over
the last five, grueling years.

Once she and Markes left the Blue
Desert, he wouldn’t need to be on-guard all the time. He could stand down and
get the upgrading he’d need to take advantage of all the possibilities
available to a warrior-class and battle-seasoned sentient side arm.

His valor in battle had earned him the
distinction of being one of very few sentient side arms granted the right of
self-determination when his service career ended. Instead of remaining in the
service and getting the automatic upgrade all the others side arms he’d served
with had, he’d chosen to retire with her father.

He had transferred his loyalty to her
after her father’s death. Since then, his tireless defense of her while she
performed a distasteful job had earned him the right to do as he pleased. While
he would have stayed with her as long as she wanted him to, she’d chosen to
offer him his freedom so he could return to the service.

She dismissed a brief rush of panic
at the thought of a life that didn’t include either her father or Markes. In
the years since her father’s death, she had never been successfully assaulted
or felt lonely. Ever vigilant and ready to listen and offer encouragement,
Markes had earned his freedom. She would miss him like hell but she was her
father’s daughter and she would survive. And thrive.

Her thoughts turned to Adarinas.
Hell, she might even manage to be happy—if she could find a way to have her
food and eat it too. Eat him. She moistened her lips at the thought of
exploring his big, naked body with lips and tongue—especially his cock.

“Oh!”

Lost in her lustful thoughts, she was
surprised to feel a pair of big, warm hands cup her breasts and a rock-hard
cock press against her ass.

Why hadn’t Markes warned her of Adarinas’s
presence? Perhaps thoughts of a future free of the constant worry for her
safety had distracted him.

Adarinas’s hard cock sliding between
her ass cheeks and coming to rest near the bottom of her slit pushed all but
the most carnal thoughts from her mind.

She turned and dropped to her knees
in front of him. His fully erect cock was just inches from her face. Her pussy
pulsed and her lips parted. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on his hard
thighs and parted her lips.

He inched his hips forward until his
shaft touched her mouth. She extended her tongue and pushed it against the big,
seeping head of his cock.

He inhaled sharply. “Taste me,” he
told her, his voice thick with need.

She’d never
heard a sweeter invitation. A jolt of need shuddered through her as she sucked
him slowly into her mouth. Closing her eyes, she savored the taste and texture
of him sliding between her lips and over her tongue. Delicious. She wanted
more.

Cupping a hand under his ball sac,
she spent several minutes gently sucking him.

His deep groans and frequent shudders
spurred her on. When he placed his palm on the back of her head, she squeezed
his nuts and sucked harder.

He uttered a profane word and pushed
his hips forward.

She felt his pubic hair on her face.
Inhaling to fill her nostrils with his musky scent, she reached around his body
to part his hard cheeks. When she thrust a finger against his anus and into his
ass, he howled and abruptly came.

Within seconds, powerful explosions
of seed shot from his cock and into her mouth.

Sliding her palms over his ass, she
eagerly and greedily swallowed until he stopped coming. Removing her mouth from
him, she sat back and smiled up at him.

He exhaled slowly before reaching
down to lift her to her feet. She couldn't read the expression in his eyes but
when he brushed his lips against her cheek, she sensed a tenderness in him that
made her long for the impossible—a future with him. She quickly dismissed the
thought. He surely viewed her as nothing more than a quick thrill and a large
credit payday. Weaving romantic fantasies around him would only lead to
heartache and disappointment—when he attempted to turn her in for the rest of
his bounty.

That certainty sent a rush of sadness
through her—until she reminded herself that she was no better. She'd get a huge
infusion of credits once she betrayed him.

Adarinas engulfed her in his arms and
pressed his face against her neck.

She wrapped her arms around him,
enjoying holding him close.

He inhaled several times before he turned
her back to his front. Nibbling at her neck and ear, he positioned himself at
her entrance. “Are you ready for me?”

The question surprised and touched
her. Her clients weren’t given to worrying about her feelings or if she were
ready for them. When they were ready, they plunged in and pumped away until
they came—all without any consideration for her needs. Adarinas’s interest in
her pleasure endeared him to her further.

As she felt the big, thick seeping
head inching into her, she reached back to clutch at his naked thighs. “Yes.
Oh, yes.” A feeling of exhilaration and freedom filled her. That first sweet
slide that ended with her pussy filled with hard, hot cock fully atoned for the
long years spent sexing men who left her physically and emotionally unmoved.