on Sebach can be created to grow small plants at a controlled rate. They will trade you what you need for those plants, each and every time.”
Sapya sat back. “So we have had the means to trade for our own goods the entire time?”
“Not where you were going to go. They rely on tech and don’t have the same issue as the Uuksan.”
Cierra was tired and she swayed a little. Keeping her emotional focus had nearly done her in. She was not used to the stresses of making demands.
“You have done very well, now get to sleep. You are going grey.”
She nodded and smiled at Ahket. “I will meet you back at your quarters.”
The ship was no mystery, and she was now well known enough to cause a little caution in those who tried to get a little grabby. She could get herself home.
Back in their quarters, she stripped off and took a solar shower before she climbed between the sheets. Three nights with him and she now completely trusted Ahket to cuddle her and nothing more.
He arrived just as she was nodding off, and she opened her eyes and smiled slightly. “Is he happy about it?”
“Yes and no. I am facing the tribunal when I return.”
She sat up. “Why?”
“Because I brought you aboard and did not take the ransom for you when it climbed up to one and a half million credits. I will face banishment for a time, but I will be allowed to return.”
The idea of being on a strange world without the one familiar face she was depending on was horrible.
When he turned in, she cuddled up to him and ran her hand idly over his body. He caught her hand and pressed it to his skin. “No teasing tonight, please. I am not in the mood for it.”
She bit her lip and made a leap of faith. She shifted, pushed back the covers and straddled him, her palms on his shoulders. “I am not teasing tonight.”
He stroked his hands up her body and cupped her breasts. She leaned into his touch and tried to pretend that she did this sort of thing all the time.
His eyes glowed as he ran his hands over her, and he murmured quietly, “This is not necessary.”
She smiled as he stroked and teased her while learning her contours. He had touched her frequently but not like this.
She stroked his chest and learned the feel of his muscle and the strange texture of his skin. It felt like leather and crystal combined.
He caressed the curve of her hip before his fingers drew a line up her inner thigh. He touched her sex with gentle fingers, working against her skin until her honey eased his touch.
She bit her lip when he pressed a fingertip against her opening and it slid into her. He withdrew it and circled her clit with the slick pad of his finger.
Her nails scraped his skin as the touch on the tiny nub brought a wave of heat to her body; even the soles of her feet felt flushed as he surrounded her clit and urged her arousal higher and higher.
Her breathing was loud in the dark room, and if not for the glow of his aura, she would not have been able to see that his own body was responding.
Cierra’s muscles locked, and she let out a choked cry as her channel tried to clamp down on something that wasn’t there.
Ahket groaned and moved his hand. Lifting her, he pressed the head of his cock against her and let her weight sink down to propel penetration. It didn’t work.
He stroked her clit again, but she flinched, and he only made minor progress. He muttered something she didn’t catch and pulled out of her, lifting her and setting her next to him on the bed, her hands and knees on the sheets.
Ahket moved behind her and stroked her back, sides, cupped her waist and buttocks. When he slid a finger into her, she heard him mutter, “You are tight.”
She didn’t reply because no reply was necessary. She worked at relaxing while he worked one finger in and out of her until he could slip in two. The fullness continued as he slid in and out. She rocked against his hand, and when the third finger worked into her, she continued to move with