“Do you know how much I want you, Devora?” he asked with dark intensity. “Do you have any idea how much I want to f**k you right now?”
The woman splayed in front of him shook her head, mesmerized.
“Did you know that the week I waited for you back at Discovery station I had to do this every day?” he continued, deliberately moving his hand over his c**k head, then rubbing his fluid down his length. “Every night I thought about you, dreamed about you, and I did this a hundred times. I couldn’t wait to f**k you.”
Calla’s eyes widened at his revelation.
“Do you want me now? Do you want this?” he asked, smoothly caressing his own flesh. “Now that you’ve had your pleasure, do you want to give me pleasure?”
“Yes,” she whispered quietly.
“Not just because I’m paying for it?”
“No, I’d want you no matter what,” she said. And a surge of triumph washed through him. She wasn’t lying, no one could fake the look on her face. She was truly his. When this mission was over, he’d take her away somewhere and never let her out again. He’d spend the rest of his life making love to her…
there would be no children, of course, but they’d make due. It was more than he’d ever dreamed he’d find.
Smiling at his thoughts, Seth stepped forward between her legs, leaned over, and untied her hands.
Devora raised her arms and wrapped them tightly around his neck. Their mouths met fiercely, his tongue thrusting in and claiming her. He lifted her body, fitting the tip of his c**k against her moist lips, and plunged into her in one smooth motion. Devora gasped against his mouth.
Seth rose, then carried her back to the pilot’s chair and sat down heavily. Devora, still astride him, started moving quickly, and his body tensed at the hot, tight fit of her. She squeezed him, milking him with her inner muscles. She threw her head back, br**sts bouncing in time to her motions, and Seth groaned.
Abruptly she stopped moving, and with a wicked smile placed one finger across his lips. Shhhhhh,” she said in mocking imitation of his own words earlier. “We don’t want to wake up Calvin and Sarai.”
Seth glared at her as she laughed softly. Grasping her waist with both hands, Seth lifted her and plunged her back down on his length. Devora took the hint, and started riding him again. The pleasure built in him, then–when it seemed like he could take no more–his hips jerked spasmodically and he came, grinding himself against his small woman. She kissed him deeply as he sat back, massaging him with her inner muscles as his erection started to fade.
“Thank you,” he said after a minute, grasping her head in both hands. He kissed her again, then she responded.
“Thank you,” she whispered back, dropping a kiss on his nose. “I have to say, that wasn’t half bad.”
She burst out laughing at the look indignant look Seth gave her.
“All right,” she said, still giggling. “It was pretty damn good. So, do you think they heard us?”
“Probably,” he said. “Do you care?”
“No,” she replied, sobering. “I don’t really care at all. Being with you is too good to worry about things like that.” After a brief pause, she looked over at the star maps he’d pushed aside earlier. “You said we’re going to Bethesda base. Where is that?”
“It’s further into the belt,” he replied. “We’re about a third of the way around the belt from the main station’s orbit. Bethesda is actually just about as far from Discovery station as you can get and still be in the asteroid belt. It’s actually on the opposite side of the sun. Calvin won’t tell me exactly where, he says he’ll help guide us in when the time comes.”
“And you actually trust this man?”
“I know what I’m doing,” he said with finality, not really answering her question. He wished he could explain what was going on, but it wasn’t worth the potential risk. He would explain everything to her later. Too much was at stake to take to tell her right now, he thought morbidly. He didn’t think she would deliberately betray him, but it would be so easy to say the wrong thing to Sarai or one of the children…
“I guess we keep coming back to the issue of me trusting you without you trusting me,” she said, gazing into his eyes searchingly. “Of course, I’m just your employee. I need to remember that, right?”
“You’re more than that to me,” he replied. “I’d think you would have realized that by now. Haven’t I treated you well? I know I was an ass earlier, but I haven’t forced you to do anything.”
“No, you haven’t,” she replied with a sigh. “I can’t fault you for that. We should probably get some sleep. I have a feeling that as long as Calvin’s on board, things aren’t going to be very restful. You will protect Sarai and the children, won’t you?”
“I said he wouldn’t harm them on my ship, and I meant it,” he said. “But don’t provoke him. I need this man to finish my business deal. It’s very important.”
“I guess I never thought of you as a dealer in explosives.”
“Well, there’s a lot you don’t know about me,” Seth gritted out, wishing she’d just drop the subject. He wanted to go to bed and hold her warm body close to his through the night. He didn’t want her analyzing his actions. He was well aware how bad he must look to her right now.
“I’m realizing that,” she said quietly. “Let’s go to bed.”
Chapter 8
It would take them a little over a week to reached Bethesda base, but by the fourth day Calla was ready to strangle Calvin with her bare hands. He complained constantly, berating Sarai and glaring at Calla.
He’d discovered she and Seth weren’t married shortly after he’d arrived, and made it clear he didn’t approve. He was just like Jenner, Calla thought. A hypocrite, through and through. He had no problem beating and starving his own wife, but he condemned her as a loose woman. It was sickening.
Equally sickening was Seth’s refusal to do something about the man. Every night they would drink bakrah and talk for hours, laughing and making crude jokes. He had even asked Calvin to explain his religion further, and seemed fascinated by the teachings of the “Celestial Pilgrim” who had founded the sect. Yet he was tender with Calla, and somehow managed to deflect Calvin whenever it seemed like he might hit his wife or children. His behavior was truly puzzling, she thought.