Page 64 of Black Star

Sweet music, he crooned.Do it again.

She dipped her fingers deeper. When they came back wet, she rubbed her clit again, lingering this time. She circled the nub several times before wetting them again in her intimate moisture. Her belly contracted when she returned to her clit the third time and she squeezed her inner muscles, reaching for what she knew would come later.

“I’m wet.” She wasn’t sure why she was so surprised. Perhaps it was twenty years of not only abstinence, but the absence of any physical stimuli at all.

I know. Darian’s voice in her mind was becoming more insistent. He was always so soft-spoken, but in bed he totally dominated her. She wouldn’t have it any other way.Do it again.

Nani spread her legs wider, and this time she pushed two fingers inside herself, brushing her clit with her thumb. She pinched her nipple gently and gasped at the sensation. The inside of her cunt was slippery and warm. She moved her fingers in and out, mimicking the act she was beginning to need desperately.

Feels good, doesn’t it?Darian whispered.That’s it. Use three fingers. Feel it burn when you stretch your pussy for me.

“Sweet stars,” Nani whispered. “It does feel good.”

Pulling her knees close to her body, allowing her easier access to her cunt, she plunged a fourth finger inside herself. Darian had always loved watching her stretch herself. He knew she loved the burning sensation. Most of the time, their love play had been tame and simple. But sometimes, they’d used toys, or had rough sex. While it wasn’t something she would have enjoyed all the time, Darian had used his talents to know when she’d needed it.

Now, more than ever, she needed it. She needed to feel alive. Loved. Even the mild pain was an aphrodisiac.

She concentrated solely on the sensations she created within her own body and the sound of Darian’s voice in her mind. She loved everything about him, but his voice could do things to her without him ever touching her physically.

That’s it. Fuck yourself, Nani. Rub your clit. I want you to come.

Frantically now, she pumped her fingers into her pussy. She could never deny him. Her breath came in little gasps, and she clenched her inner muscles, reaching for the orgasm she knew was just out of reach.

Finally, it started, beginning at her clit and pulsing through her abdomen. She pushed with all her might. The tingling and contractions grew and grew until Nani thrashed about on the bed, screaming her pleasure.

She panted, and her vision swam with tiny pinpricks of light. Even her face tingled with the force of that orgasm. Even after she’d stopped manipulating her pussy and clit, the sensations still swam through her for several moments before gradually falling off.

When it was over, tears formed and spilled from the outer corners of her eyes down the sides of her face.

Now, my love. Be the woman you were born to be. This was but a twenty-year delay. You and I both know what must be done. If I can’t join you, you must take Nadira and do it alone. Her DNA will serve in my absence. You will unite our two peoples.

There were so many things that had to be done. So many things she had to do. She would have Darian back, and she would face Samair again. What would happen then, only the stars knew, but she had her focus now, and no one would stop her.

Chapter Five

Nani had rested for a while, alternately dozing and thinking. Her first order of business was to see Dr. Zabin. He was the only one who could help Darian, but she’d damned well keep an eye on him during the procedure.

She found him exactly where she’d found him the first time; hunched over a computer screen. If possible, he looked even more tired than he had before. She’d bet he hadn’t slept at all.

“Dr. Zabin.” She called his name from the door to his office when he didn’t acknowledge her presence. He whipped his head around, fear on his face, before he schooled his features and straightened.

“My lady. I didn’t know you were here. Please come in. Sit.”

She watched him carefully. He was definitely uncomfortable. “What’s happened?” She didn’t need her meager telepathic skills to know something wasn’t going as planned.

He fell into his chair and scrubbed a hand over his weary-looking face. “I’m having problems with the clone I grew for Darian. The cell structure was very unstable. I took only a very small amount of cellular material because I didn’t want to damage either of you, but I miscalculated with Darian. I didn’t get enough complete cells to grow a viable clone.”

Nani narrowed her eyes. “So there’s no place to put him. What are we going to do now?”

“Well,” he began, punching a few buttons on his computer, bringing up a DNA strand, “I think I’ve found what I need in one of the chips I removed from Diamond and Phoebe. Apparently, one contained your DNA, the other held Darian’s. There is enough physical material to make approximately ten clones of each of you. I could use this to grow another body for him, but I’ve got to be careful when extracting the material or I could destroy it.”

“So why haven’t you slept?”

His expression crumpled. Nani had never seen anyone look more dejected. “I’ve only got one shot to make it work, and I’m not sure I can. If I fail, I can’t grow a clone of Darian, and he’ll have to be put in another body.”

Nani thought for a moment, looking intently at Mahat Zabin. He knew something he wasn’t telling her.

“And?”

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