Page 16 of Ensnared By the Rabbit Genius
Hold on. I watched Seiwa leave the room and realized he’d said he wouldn’t be coming back.Oh fuck!
I raced after him.
“So, uh, you’re done with the FBI?” I asked as I jogged beside him.
“I am.” He glanced down at me. “You should be as well.”
“I should?”
“Yes.”
I frowned and slowed my pace. Was he telling me to quit my job? Sure, I wasn’t thrilled to be working under this particular director anymore, but I was also so far beneath him that it wasn’t like I’d ever be in his office or something. Stubbins was the national director, not my local one. I’d probably never see him again.
And I’d also never see Seiwa again.
Fuck me, why did that hurt so much?
Before I could figure out what the ache in my chest was all about, a high-pitched whistle sounded in front of us. People were jumping out of the way like there was something on the floor that they were trying to avoid. I stopped beside Seiwa and attempted to peer around the people in front of me, but then they moved.
“Are you serious?” I said on a laugh because it was the little robot Seiwa had made. The little guy was careening down the hallway, avoiding random feet and the two guys running after it.
Seiwa stepped forward, bumped someone out of his way, and scooped up the robot. Its lights dimmed and it sort of curled into a ball. Seiwa tucked it into his bag.
“Sir,” one of the robot’s pursuers snapped, “you need to relinquish that technology immediately.”
“I do not.” Seiwa started walking again, taking advantage of the fact that everyone had cleared a path for him.
The other pursuer stepped in front of him and held up a hand. “Sir, I’m going to have to insist.”
I stepped forward without a single clue about how to handle the situation but not willing to just stand there and watch. Only I didn’t get the chance to do anything because Seiwa grabbed that agent’s wrist, pulled him forward, spun him around, and basically treated him like a bowling ball as he threw him down the hallway. A whole bunch of people were knocked on their asses, including the other agent coming after the robot, and that path to the doorway became even clearer.
But Seiwa didn’t just walk through the chaos, hebounded. He took three leaps, didn’t squash anyone, and disappeared through the stairwell door.
Holy shit. Nothing like getting a reminder that the super engineering nerd from space was also built like an Olympic shot-put gold medalist.Do not fuck with my bunny!
Oh, crap, I couldn’t lose him. I jerked into action and did my best to get down the hall, but everyone was standing up and rubbernecking over what just happened. I must’ve said “excuse me” a thousand damn times before I was finally able to throw myself down the stairs to the first floor. When I didn’t see Seiwa in the lobby, I started to panic that I’d missed him and stopped caring about being polite as I dashed for the doors outside.
I stopped short when I found Seiwa standing at the bottom of the stairs in a ring of his guards. He held his hand up to me. Arrogant fucker. Just standing down there likehurry up, let’s go. And me trotting right over to him and taking his hand. But, dammit, the world righted itself and I could breathe once I had his hand in mine.
“Will you come with me back to the ship?” he asked as we all trooped over to the shuttle.
“Yes.” My brain didn’t even have to engage for that answer. And a little part of me wondered what I was doing yet again, but it must’ve been a part that fell asleep during sex. How could Inotgo with him?
As I walked with him toward the shuttle, I wondered if maybe I could transfer to NASA. They had people collating information, too, right? Probably needed much better mathematical comprehension than yours truly had, but maybe they’d give me some kind of secretarial position. Or maybe I could be Seiwa’s personal assistant. Make sure he had the good sandwiches, obeyed testing facility protocols like keeping his shoes on, and kept him from tossing people into walls.
“Why are you smiling?” he asked as he clipped me into my seat on the shuttle.
I was honest and said, “Just thinking about the future.”
He grinned, stole a kiss, and then took his seat beside me.
CHAPTER 8
Seiwa had hooks hidden all over his quarters. He could push on a nearly invisible rectangle on the wall over the mirror in the bathroom, for example, and a hook would flip down. With a spreader bar attached to cuffs big enough to go around my thighs and my wrists bound together, he was able to set me on the sink on my knees, secure my arms over my head, and have his slow and deliberate way with me.
Staring at him standing behind me in the mirror, his furry hands roaming over my body and the way he watched me were just as hot as when he finally eased his muscular cock up my ass. He’d held onto my thighs above the cuffs, his claws out and poking my sensitive skin, and rocked inside me like he had all the time in the world.
Even after I came all over the mirror, Seiwa just kept on fucking me in his leisurely way for what felt like hours. Then all of a sudden, he jackhammered my ass fast and hard, squeezed me with both arms, and came as deep inside me as he could get. For being a big bunny, he sounded like a bear when he came with a chest-deep groan.
