Neeve is still in her mating cycle, sir.”
“Then go ahead and share a cabin. I’m sure I can find something to do while you complete your assignment.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Mac went over to Neeve who was still glaring at him. “Which cabin did you put your stuff in?”
“The first one, why?”
“Let’s go.”
He claimed her hand, gave his commander a quick nod and led her down the narrow hall into her cabin. Locking the door he started to strip, his cock rising to the occasion even though he was getting damned sore. She stripped out of her clothes so fast, he barely had a second before she was clinging to him and kissing him. Her nipples were hard points against his chest, her sex wet and warm as she rubbed herself over his thigh.
He managed to get them both on the bed and then he forgot everything but being inside her again. He almost wanted Kaiden to see her like this, spread beneath him, urging him on as he fucked her. Even as he pistoned into her, he was aware of a sense of exhaustion creeping over him. He hadn’t slept properly for three days. Perhaps she really did need two bodies to satisfy her. Was he man enough to accept that? What if he had a heart attack from the sheer fucking pleasure of it?
He came and for the first time in his life it hurt to climax, his come was sparse and hot, each spurt burning as it forced its way out of him. With a groan he rolled onto his back and closed his eyes. Perhaps he needed to get things into perspective. He was just doing his duty. She’d already made it clear that there was no future in the relationship, so why the hell was he trying to tell her who or what she could fuck?
“If I can’t satisfy you right up until the end, go and ask Kaiden.”
She cupped his face in her hands and waited until he opened his eyes. Hers were full of tears.
“Thank you.”
She touched his cock and he yelped. “Actually, you should do it right now. For the first time in my life, I think I’ve run out of come.”
She reluctantly released his shaft. “Why don’t you sleep for a while and I’ll return later?”
“I’ll do that. But come back, all right?”
“Yes.”
His eyelids felt like lead and he was half asleep before she’d even left the room.
Neeve took a really long warm shower and wrapped herself in the military regulation bathrobe she found in a drawer in the bathroom. She managed to idle away another hour or so combing out her hair and drying it, but Mac was still sleeping. He looked exhausted and she didn’t want to wake him. He’d already given her his all and there was another telepath on the shuttle with her.
She hesitated at the cabin door, her gaze drawn back to Mac. It was damned hard to leave him, harder than she’d anticipated. She felt, connected to him in a Pavlovan way, which made no sense and would have no meaning or context to him anyway. The thought of him agreeing to become part of a Pavlovan triad was so remote it was almost laughable.
And then there was that whole stupid ‘destiny’ thing she had with the Oracle of Pavlovan…
He’d done his duty by her, and that was probably more than enough for him to want to deal with. He’d only offered sex. But, was there more? Did she want more, or was it just because his particular brand of telepathy was so different to her own? Perhaps it would be better if she did seek out another human mate. At least then she’d know whether she would react to them both in the same way. Knotting the sash on her robe she finally managed to leave Mac to sleep and headed to the kitchen. She was hungry as well as horny, so maybe eating would substitute for her other hungers.
“Oh.”
She flattened a hand against her chest as she turned the corner and almost fell over Commander Kaiden’s big bare feet, which were propped up on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. His reaction time was so fast he was on his feet and holding her elbow before she’d barely had time to draw a breath. When she did