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I laughed at that. “Okay.” I planted a quick kiss on her lips. “Now please get some Zs?”
Her gaze alight, she disappeared into the cabin. By then, I’d restored the system partially and had already returned power to critical areas of the vessel, including the engines, the sails, and the pumps. This gave me some peace of mind. If they came after us, we could run.
***
Cece
I lay in my bed, exhausted and yet unable to fall asleep. It had been a long day that included many personal triumphs, but also terror when the shield went down and stayed down until Kai rigged something together. After hours of working in the engine room, Kai had called me out for being tired. He wasn’t wrong, but he needed to rest, too. The man was stubborn with a capital “S.” He was also capable, resourceful, kind, sweet, and a feast of sexy.
Memories of our time at the beach drifted through my mind. I’d managed to swim some, to float, even. After all this time, I’d actually made progress. At swimming, for fuck’s sake! Kai wasn’t wrong. He was an amazing instructor, and maybe I could learn to swim after all.
He was also a gifted lover. I could tell, even if we hadn’t yet given free rein to our lust. I understood the mission’s risks, but the shield had gone down at the wrong time. We’d been almost there. Almost, and then… not.
Okay, sure, so I’d been mad at him for two long days. Looking back, those days felt like a waste of time. I’d fought my lust and lost. But even if I didn’t like losing, when he’d barged into my room with hot chocolate and warm banana bread, he’d broken down my barriers and melted my heart. He’d made me feel cared for, like a flower blooming beneath the sun. He’d made me feel… pampered.
The contrast between my anger and his patience had made all the difference. He’d weathered my temper with grace and perseverance. Perhaps most importantly, he’d admitted to having his own hangups. Okay, so we hadn’t talked about it, but those shadows I’d spotted lurking behind a man who came across as perfect—too perfect sometimes—had been real.
He wasn’t perfect. This only made him more real to me. We both had ghosts in our pasts. The lust between us wasintense. We’d gorged on one another until we’d each reached our pleasure. The connection between us had solidified.
To think I’d once thought I was frigid…
Kai had debunked the notion several times already. I wanted to debunk it in full. Even now, my need for him suffocated me. It kept me and my pussy in a perpetually boiling state. Heat wafted from my pores as potent as the crisp notes of soap and shampoo that scented my body. The bedsheets entrapped the scent, steamed it, multiplied it. I breathed it in, longing for relief.
Kai had also debunked my theory that men knew nothing about a woman’s body and that no one could induce pleasure on a creature as resistant to maleness as I was. He knew how to pleasure me. He’d proved it. His tongue, lips, and fingers worked as a team to make me oblivious to everything except my pleasure and him. And yet, my problem remained. What I wanted the most? What I needed?
It hadn’t happened… yet.
The mere thought of him thrusting inside of me had me squeezing my thighs. I needed a vibrator right now. It was a shame that my sisters had overlooked packing one. Or perhaps they’d omitted it on purpose to aid me with my lust connection.
“Thena, Missy, we’re going to have a long talk when I get back,” I murmured in the darkness. “Well, I still have my hand, bitches.”
It was manual override for me.
I closed my eyes and massaged my fingers over my high-strung clit. I tried for a little while, but my touch felt hollow compared to his.Shit. He’d ruined me for all fingers, including my own.
I gave up on my lame attempt. It wasn’t going anywhere. If he’d pleased me so much with only his hands and mouth, imagine what he could do with his dick. But no. Oh, no. Thatdamned shield had gone down, making sure I felt him knocking at my pussy’s door even though he didn’t come in.
I had to solve my problem.
I’d welcomed the man’s attentions and showed my appreciation for his assets—his phenomenal body; his big, amazing dick; his passion, kindness, smarts, and strength. I’d been so close to something new, something… hopeful.
Tomorrow would bring new opportunities. At least I hoped so. If the NWO didn’t find us and if we survived the night. I knew Kai would fix the shield’s power problem, and since I’d been manning the watch, I also knew that, as terrifying as our shield’s failure episode was, Kai had acted fast enough that we hadn’t caught our enemies’ attention.
I was determined to bring my lust to an end. Maybe if I fucked Kai, I’d get this terrible need out of my system. Perhaps if I rode him until I was cross-eyed from pleasure and unable to walk, I could get over this. Whatever the hell “this” was.
Staring at the ceiling, cradling my head in my hands, I considered my options. I wasn’t blind. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. I’d asked him to come to my bed to make sure he got some rest. He deserved his rest, but now I had an ulterior motive. I wanted to be ready when he woke up tomorrow morning. I was going to prove or disprove our lust connection by exhausting his lust and mine.
Once I committed, I was hardcore.
I shot up from the bed, marched to the wardrobe, and rummaged through the few neatly piled garments on the shelves. The clothes my sisters had packed were mostly utilitarian, but I’d spotted a little something that could work for what Affie liked to call “a sexy surprise.” It just had to be skimpy enough to do the job. Then I was going to have a good rest, and let him find me dressed for fun in the morning after he woke up.
I’d just added seduction to tomorrow’s schedule.
***
Kai
It took me a few more hours to finish the installation, re-initialize the shield’s systems, and test the batteries. Only when I was sure the system was working at a hundred percent did I make my way out of the engine room. It was long past midnight. I rinsed off the sweat, grime, and grease in the outdoor shower. After all, I’d promised Cece I would sleep in her bed.
