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The ship rocked from the impact of a loud explosion. It didn’t sound or feel like a direct hit. Red lights flashed. Dio’s voice boomed through the system. “We’re under attack. All hands battle ready. Now.”
Kal and Shia ran to the bridge. Dio was at the helm, maneuvering the ship at great speed with ease. His oldest brother, Syros, sat to his right, readying the forward weapons for a fight. He looked similar to Dio except more muscular and with longer hair, which he kept in a ponytail. Two other voices chimed in through the coms from stations in the rear of the ship. Max and Codus were ready.
“Who’s firing on us and what’s the damage?” Kal demanded as he strapped into a seat. Shia jumped into the one beside him.
“No damage. Shot wasn’t strong enough to penetrate the force field we had in place while making repairs,” Syros said without looking up.
Dio nodded at the VIS screen. “It’s a Paoni squadron. Idiots think they can take us. They don’t have the firepower or the speed. Vimanis aren’t built for space battles. They’re probably stalling us until a fleet reaches here.”
Shia leaned squinting at the screen. “Damnit. That’s Gangust Delrado. How the hell did he find us?”
The voice coming through the VIS confirmed it. “You are under arrest. Prepare to be boarded and taken into custody.”
“What’s our move, Kal?” Shots zipped around the ship as Dio performed evasive maneuvers.
Kal looked at Syros. “Until we know which Paoni are in alliance with Delrado, don’t kill them. They may be simply following orders. Singe them. Send them home beaten and get us the hell out of here before a fleet surrounds us.”
Syros turned to Dio. “Game on.”
Dio grinned. “Let’s level the playing field. Stun only, men,” he ordered.
He swung the ship around as Syros opened fire. Several gave them a good fight, but nothing landed a hard enough hit to do any major damage. One by one, they zapped them with a stagger beam, which rendered them inoperable and floating in space. The effect lasted for about an hour, leaving them helpless to do anything but sit back, and enjoy the view. If they were lucky, the fleet would arrive, haul them into the base ship and repair them before some space pirate found them and turned them into scrap.
Syros missed the last vimani. It was on the run, weaving and dodging the much bigger ship. They gave chase until an ominous shape appeared on the outer edge of the VIS screen. He was leading them directly toward the fleet.
“We’ve got company coming,” Dio stated as he closed in on the last vimani.
The system locked on. Syros fired. The vimani sparked and stalled.
“This isn’t over, Saturnina.” Gangust’s hatred dripped from his words.
Shia’s eyebrows rose. “How’d he know I’m here?”
Kal and Dio shrugged. Syros commented, “He’s guessing. There’s no trace we’ve been remotely scanned. That thing probably only has thermal tech on it.”
Without missing a beat, she spoke clearly, “Game on, Gangust. Game on.”
Dio did a barrel roll around Gangust’s vimani, scanning the inside and showing it on their screen. He looked like a pissed-off hornet trapped beneath a glass. She muted the com against his tirade of curses and sent a picture to his VIS of her flipping him off right before Dio made the jump to hyper space, leaving him behind in a burst of energy that sent him spinning.
“Good work, men.” Kal released the seatbelt and stood. “You two have the helm.”
He unbuckled Shia and took her hand, leading her along the corridor and straight to his compartment. He pressed the button, the large metal door slid open and he guided her inside, closing the door behind them. A huge bed sat against one side of the room. Another door to the left of the bed led to a private bath.
“What were you thinking teasing Delrado’s prick of a son like that? You heard Syros. He had no evidence you were onboard. Now you’ve marked yourself as a wanted soul.”
She shrugged. “Seemed like a good thing to do at the time.” She tilted her chin, stretching until she was as close to face-to-face with him as she could possibly be without standing on something. “Besides, I get the sense you like a challenge.”
“I’ve got the feeling you like to keep things stirred up.”
“What’s an adventure without excitement?” Her hand skimmed along his cock.
Kal covered her lips with his, not giving her a chance to speak. While kissing her, he backed her up until her legs collided with the bed. Kal straightened, breathing deeply, taking in her wonderful scent. He pressed his forehead to hers. “I’ve got no idea where this is going.”
She leaned, placing a slight gap between them as she nodded over her shoulder. “I’m hoping to a real good fucking in that bed. Apparently, I’ve been a bad, bad girl and need to be punished.”
He snorted a half-laugh, half-heated breath. “I meant the future. I’m not sure what this thing happening between us is going to bring, or if there is even an us.”
Shia gathered his face in her hands. “I know what you meant. I’m willing to find out. One day at a time, across as many galaxies as it takes, you and I will find the answers to the riddles that plague our existence. We both want revenge, which isn’t exactly a sound foundation to build a relationship on, but I think we can make it work, for now.”
She kissed him, sucking his tongue into her mouth, teasing him, tasting him. Kal liked the way she took control, ramping up his need as she palmed his cock, rubbing it through his uniform until he thought it would split the material. He grabbed her ass, lifting her, setting her on the bed. Kal broke from the kiss then caught the clasp and drew it down her body, opening the black leather, giving him a peek of her soft flesh. He shoved it apart and helped peel it from her, placing kisses to every newly exposed section of skin. At her feet, he removed her boots and socks, then tugged off the suit and tossed it across the room. He wanted to touch all of her at once, running his hands from her feet, up her legs, her abdomen to cup her breasts and free them from her bra, which flew through the air the second he held it.
Kal stood between her legs, staring at the beauty before him. She bent her knees, placed her feet flat on the bed and spread her thighs wide. When she fingered herself, he couldn’t help but growl with need at the sight. He grabbed her wrist and sucked her juices from her fingers. She sat upright, wrapping her legs around his thighs.
“I want you, Kal. I need you naked right now.”
Shia opened his suit. Kal wasted no time shucking it off. When he bent to unlace his boots, she slapped his ass, which surprisingly made his cock throb. He shot her a raised-eyebrow look across his shoulder as he removed his boots, socks and uniform faster than he ever had in his life. He spun to face her.
She scooted back from him on the bed, grinning wickedly. He caught her by the ankle and dragged her to the edge. Kal kissed the arch of her foot then rested it on his shoulder. He did the same with her other foot. This position raised her bottom and had her upper back and shoulders pressed into the bed. Cradling her ass in his hands, he lowered, swiping his tongue along her slit, swirling her clit, making her moan. He breathed deep then plowed his tongue into her, fucking her with short spikes bringing her close to but not letting her reach full pleasure. Repeatedly he lapped at her, tasting her, nuzzled her clit but didn’t let her come.
“Please,” she begged, breathlessly.
He stopped and met her sultry gaze as he lowered her legs to wrap around his waist. Kal brushed the plump head of his cock along her labia, gathering her slickness before he teased her entrance. He wasn’t sure how he did it, but he managed not to plunge inside. Instead, he stood motionless, soaking in the beautiful Shia. She was perfect for him and in that moment he knew he wanted nothing more than to make this work between them.
Kal shoved into her, groaning as he seated himself fully. He sucked her breast as he slowly pumped, keeping the pace leisurely though it tested his stamina with each stroke. Without dislodging himself, he maneuvered them farther