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closer to his mouth. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered as he pushed his other hand into the front of her suit to find her swollen clit and rub the sensitive nub. “Now come for me.”
    Her world exploded as heat coursed through her and he pushed two fingers into her body. Her pussy muscles grabbed greedily at his hand, sucking his fingers deeper as her anus puckered and pulsed, throbbing with her release. She shook all over as the most powerful climax she had ever felt continued to pound through her. Wave after wave of ecstasy flowed as the man responsible kissed her senseless.
    As the tremors slowed, Sarah inhaled a ragged breath, exhaustion claiming her as she sagged against his hard body.
    “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” he said as he kissed her face, her eyes, her mouth. “Thank you, Sarah,” he whispered as he helped to rearrange her clothing. He lifted her heavy breast in his hand, kissed the dark beaded nipple before he pulled the lace back over her, and then grabbed the zipper to do up her jumpsuit.
    He pulled her fully clothed body back into his arms as she clung to him, her desire sated but another emotion hitting her hard. She wanted this man. She wanted him in every way a woman could have a man, and now, unexpectedly, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to walk away afterwards.

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    “Okay, sweetheart. It’s show time. Ready to act like a newlywed?” He held his arms open for her, and Jordan felt a small kernel of tension unravel as she smiled at him and happily walked into his embrace. Despite what had happened just moments before they landed, a very small part of him worried that she was just playing along until she could escape from him. He was a pirate after all, and she only had his word for it that he wasn’t like the rest.
    He anchored his arm around her waist as the door to the little ship swung open, painfully aware that his cock was still throbbing and probably evident to anyone who glanced in his direction . Aww hell , he thought as he tried to adjust himself yet again. At least the honeymoon ruse seemed plausible.
    She lowered her head against his shoulder, the perfect image of a new bride who adored her husband as they entered the customs area and waited for processing. When they got to the top of the line, he grabbed the passports his forger had made before they’d left the ship and pressed the top button of each to turn them on. False passports were hard to come by now that they’d been made with a combination of electronics and biological neural pathways. They were almost living entities except for the fact that a very complex computer program controlled what they did and how they did it. Jordan had been very lucky to find his master forger and had spent a lot of time and money making sure the woman was happy and comfortable.
    He smiled again as he thought of G’ntriel. She’d been such a surprise, first with her freakish abilities with machinery and computer code and then how she’d fallen in love with the biggest, ugliest, and most dangerous-looking pirate he’d ever known. But maybe the biggest surprise had been her heart, her ability to make sense of the universe, and somehow always find a way to help those who needed it most. Governments and other organizations meant to help the people had failed miserably for too many decades, and so like him, she’d become a pirate because there had been no other way.
    Jordan handed over their passports and concentrated on staying calm, making sure that he breathed normally and tried to look like a man on his honeymoon. The woman in his arms sighed and then melted against him. Her relaxation in this situation almost made him laugh. If he’d known how relaxed she would be after a mind-blowing orgasm, he might’ve considered it sooner.
    “How long will you be staying on Heltor?” the bored customs worker asked, clearly uninterested in his answer.
    “Just a few days,” he answered, hugging his ‘new