“Don’t give me your crap,” Sarai said, standing abruptly. She paced across the kitchen, then turned to lean against the counter with her arms folded in front of her. “Get out of my kitchen, get out of my hostel.
You brought him here, you’re responsible for this. Go back to Saurellia, because I don’t ever want to see you again.”
“I can’t do that, Sarai,” Jax said with determination. The intensity of his gaze frightened her. She turned away from him, willing him to disappear. He came up behind her, she could feel his presence, just as any creature can feel the presence of a predator. Taking a deep breath, she turned back to confront him.
“Get out,” she repeated coldly, staring at a spot in the middle of his chest. “If you don’t leave right now, I’m calling the authorities to remove you.”
It was an idle threat, they both knew it. She couldn’t move more than a few inches without running into him, and Jax was more than powerful enough to stop her. But he stepped back, raising his arms in mock surrender.
“I’ll give you some space, Sarai,” Jax said. “But I’m not ready to leave Hector Prime just yet. I’ll see you again.”
“Don’t threaten me,” Sarai gritted out between clenched teeth.
“I would never threaten you,” Jax replied with a strange smile. “And I’ll never lie, either. I’m not your ex-husband, Sarai. I’m a good man, and I won’t hurt you.”
With that, he turned on his heels and strode out of the kitchen.
* * * * *
The next day, after all the hugs were given and all the tears were shed, Calla and Seth sat alone in the cockpit of his new ship. It was bigger than the old one, with a more sophisticated design. The cockpit in particular was larger, with a small, cushioned couch behind the pilots’ seats. Calla raised one eyebrow in question when she saw it, and Seth laughed.
“I decided that we could improve on the old design a little,” he said with a shrug. “If I remember correctly, we could have used something like that several times in the old ship.”
“It sounds like a great idea to me,” Calla replied archly. “Of course, we’ll need to do some testing, to make sure it works properly.”
“By the Goddess, woman, can’t you give me a break long enough for us to take off?” Seth asked, groaning in mock exhaustion.
“Oh, we can wait as long as you like,” Calla replied with laughter. “Besides, if we don’t take off pretty soon we’ll miss our launch window. That could delay us for up to a day.”
As she spoke, she deliberately propped both legs up on the control panel. Then she leaned back in her chair and stretched her arms above her head, causing the fabric of her shirt to tighten across her br**sts.
Seth growled warningly, and she laughed, reveling in her ability to arouse him.
“You know,” she said languidly. “A good friend once told me that all men think with their cocks.
Particularly Saurellian men. Is that true?”
Seth stared straight ahead, starting his checklist for take-off without replying. Calla took one toe and delicately pushed a small clip off the control panel, causing it to fall to the floor with a pinging noise.
“Oops, I dropped something,” she whispered. Then she stood up, and turned away from him before slowly and calculatedly bending from the waist to pick it up. Seth breathed heavily as he watched her, and Calla had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Then she sat down again, turning to meet his gaze.
“It’s true,” Seth said.
Calla looked at him with surprise.
“Right now, my c**k must be doing the thinking,” Seth said, giving her a slow smile. “Because I don’t give a damn if we miss our launch window. Let’s see how efficient the new cockpit design is. Come over here.”
“Why don’t you come and get me?” Calla asked. Then she scrambled off her chair and over to the low couch. Seth came after her, laughing like a child, and they rolled together like puppies. Then Seth caught her mouth with his, and they kissed long and slow.
“Can you feel how much I love you?” he asked.
“Oh, yes,” Calla replied. “But I think a demonstration is in order.”
“If the lady insists,” Seth said. He kneed her legs apart, grinding his large erection against her already-moist cunt. Calla sighed with pleasure, arching against him. “Let’s get rid of these clothes.”
They sat up, pulling at their clothes; each drinking in the sight of the other. Calla finished first, falling back against the couch.
“Come and get me, Seth,” she said. “I’m ready for you.”
Seth lowered himself over her waiting body, carefully placing his length at the mouth of her opening.
Then, catching her mouth with his, he slowly pressed his rock hard c**k into her. She gasped at the sensation, whimpering with pleasure as he moved within her. Then he stopped moving altogether, and raised his head.
“Thank you,” he said.
“For what?” Calla asked in confusion.
“For giving us another chance,” Seth said.
“Thank you, too,” she replied. Then she pulled his head back down to hers. He started moving again, and the pressure built in both of them. Within minutes, Calla’s orgasm hit her. She cried out, squeezing Seth with her internal muscles.
It was too much for him to hold back, and he joined her, shouting out his own pleasure. He collapsed to her side, then leaned up on one elbow to look at the control panel.
“We’ve missed our launch window,” he said idly, tracing a pattern on her face with one finger. “What are we going to do to pass the time?”
“I’ve got some ideas,” Calla said. “Just trust me, I’ll take care of it.”
“I’ll trust you,” Seth replied with a smile. “I’ll trust you for the rest of my life.”
Epilogue
Jess sat in the darkness, idly cleaning his fingernails with a long, wicked blade. It had taken him so long to find Jenner that he’d given up hope at times. Now she was his. She would be coming up to her room soon; when she did, she would see the face of justice. His face.
Calla was dead.
Hari’s words had played through his mind a thousand times since he’d returned to Discovery station for his sister. She had been kidnapped, according to the little kitchen slave, or she ran away. There were all kinds of theories, but each ended with the same cold truth. Her implant had been found in the station’s recycling pit. No one could survive such a fate. Now it was time for Jenner to die.