“I was a Naval intelligence officer. My duties were gathering intel and threat analysis.” Granted I did most of it from behind a desk, although I decided not to mention that part.
“Perfect!” Adtovar said on the heels of a laugh.
A deep, heavy sigh rumbled from Charick’s chest. “I still don’t like Willa putting herself in danger.”
“Now you know how I felt all those times you were sneaking around looking for escape routes,” I teased, drawing a reluctant grin from my mate. I cupped his face between my hands. “I’ll be fine. I’m a soldier, remember?” I gave him a soft kiss and then pulled back, replaying past missions in my mind. “I just wish....”
“Wish what?” Charick prodded.
“I wish we had a way to record Nansar. Get the proof that he’s behind everything, so he can’t squirm out of it later.”
“I may have something,” Zahavi said, returning to the cabinet and digging through a box on the bottom shelf. After about a minute, he pulled out a long cylindrical silver object, that to me looked like a tube of lipstick.
“That’s an older model comm unit.” Charick’s golden eyes took in the piece of tech, lips forming into a line.
“It is,” Zahavi agreed. “While it no longer works as a comm, I may be able to reconfigure it to record.”
“Great,” I beamed, and once again, the skin across his cheeks seemed to deepen in color. I’d love to get my hands on the OM System Olympus DS-9100CA recording device preferred by the Navy, but I’d take what I could get.
Zahavi popped off the cover, frowning at the innards. “I will need some tools, though.”
Adtovar stood, stretching and groaning as his bones gave a faint pop. “Come, I know a way into the storage container. There may be tools there you can use.” He motioned Zahavi ahead of him, turning just as he breached the doorway to give us a broad grin and a wink. “We should be back in an hour.” The grin widened as he emphasized. “An hour.”
“Smart ass,” I muttered to Charick’s chuckle.
The minute the door clicked shut, Charick’s arms were around me, pulling me close to his chest, his nose nuzzling my neck.
“I don’t like this.”
I ignored his meaning, snuggling closer and grinning up at him. “Oh, I don’t know. I like this a lot.” I leaned to kiss him, but Charick pulled back.
“You know what I mean, Willa.” His voice held a faintly scolding tone that I chose to ignore under the circumstances.
“I know,” I sighed, cuddling closer. “I’ll be fine.”
“You have to be. My heart cannot stand it otherwise.” Charick’s fingertips made forays up and down my spine. “Promise me you will take a blade and kill Nansar if needed.”
“You know it’s very romantic when you make me promise to kill people that try to hurt me.” I teased.
“I would be happy to kill them for you.”
“You’re so sweet.” I smiled up at him.
Charick’s deep, rumbling laughter filled the room as he effortlessly tore off my shift with a few flicks of his nimble fingers. In a move that seemed too graceful for someone of his size, he rolled me onto my back and positioned himself between my thighs, his muscular arms braced on either side of me.
“Aren’t you tired?” I teased. The head of his cock pressed against my center, and my muscles clenched in anticipation of the intimate connection to come.
“I will never grow tired of this,” He growled, dropping his lips to mine.
He penetrated me slowly, each movement deliberate and careful, ensuring my pleasure and comfort. Granted, I felt a little sore, we’d had a lot of sex today. Although he possessed a similar shape to human males, Charick was much, much, much bigger.
As Charick’s muscular body pressed against mine, every nerve seemed to spark with pleasure. He moved with acontrolled pace, filling me deeply and steadily, each thrust bringing me closer to ecstasy. I gave myself over, surrendering to the intense sensations as he took me again and again, the sound of our bodies moving together filled the room with a primal symphony. At that moment, there was nothing else, no looming danger, no dead assassins, nothing but the two of us. His cock moving inside me was the only thing that existed, connecting us, and driving me towards pure bliss.
My body trembled as I spiraled near my peak. My moans grew louder and turned into screams of ecstasy, mixing with the echoes bouncing off the walls. The sounds of our pleasure, the scent of our arousal, the feel of his hard muscles against my skin brought me to climax sooner than expected, but it was even more intense because of it.
Feeling my core flutter around him, Charick increased his rhythm, a moment later roaring out his own satisfaction. We collapsed on the mattress, spent, and simply content to hold each other and enjoy this perfect little cocoon of happiness.
We both knew it wouldn’t last.
