My hands are everywhere.Stroking down his chest.Clawing at his body armor.Desperate to feel his hard body underneath it.His lips leave mine as he kisses a fiery trail down my neck.Energy bubbles in my bloodstream like my entire body is a fizzy drink, shaken and about to explode.
An energy pulse of some kind shoots out of the suit with a bang, illuminating the inside of the vehicle.
“What the hell?”The driver shouts through the raised glass divider designed to give us privacy.The limo swerves, throwing me against Rygar.The intercom system activates and the driver’s irritated voice comes through loud and clear.“What’s going on back there?Do I need to pull over?”
Rygar is kissing my face.My neck.The fingers he’s working inside me are driving me out of my mind.“It’s fine.Keep driving.You won’t remember any of this.”
Won’t remember?“Did you just try toObi-wanhim?”
“I do not know what anObi-wanis.I will erase his memory once we arrive.”His words are precise as if English isn’t his first language.But there’s no discernable accent that I pick up.
“You can do that?”I tense in his arms, just a bit, until I remember he’s playing a role.“Right.You have one of those red flashy thingies like in the movies.”
“The procedure is done using photons which stimulate the neurons responsible for storing this memory.”
“What?”
“Don’t worry, Madison.Just feel.”His demand makes what was left of my bones melt.Who knew I’d be so turned on when a man got all bossy with me?
Rygar’s kiss is so deep, I wonder if I’m going to be able to catch my breath.No?Not sure I care.Based on the sounds he’s making, he sure as hell doesn’t care either.I could kiss this man forever.
B.I.L.L.:Sir, your suit is going to emit an energy pulse in ten seconds.Do you need assistance?Are you under attack?
“It’s fine.”
“Why is your suit going crazy?”I don’t know what’s happening, but uncontrolled energy pulses sound like they would be bad.
Rygar’s gaze locks with mine as he moves his fingers in a circular motion that make me moan.“I control the suit with my mind, and right now my emotions are out of control.”
“Because of me?”I force air into my lungs.Surely not.
“Yes.”
“Is it crazy that we’re getting married?Did you change your mind?”Please say no.Please, please, please say no.I have zero logical explanation for my desire to be with him, but the yearning is strong.It’s need.Not want.Need.Like I need air and food and hugs from friends.
Cupping my nape, he touches his nose to mine.I lower my lashes and hope he’ll shut up and kiss me some more.Finish what he started downtown.“You are already mine.Even without the human ceremony.”
Awe, he says the sweetest things.My heart sighs as I replay the words in my mind.But wait, “Then why are we going to Reno?”
“Because that is what will make you happy.This wedding ceremony is important to you.”
I don’t know if it’s the tequila—which, let’s be honest, I started losing my buzz about half an hour ago—the crazy day, his hotness, the erotic feeling of his hands and mouth, or sheer insanity, but the fact that he cares about what I want, what’s important to me, makes the backs of my eyes feel hot and heavy.They ache, and then they leak big, fat tears that roll down my cheeks.“I can’t believe you’re real.This doesn’t feel real.”
“That’s the astral bond.It can cause feelings of euphoria and bliss.”
B.I.L.L.:Sir, Dark Fleet Assets detected.They’re in a black vehicle thirty seconds behind your position and gaining.
My romantic dreamboat is talking about astral bonds and stroking my body.If we hadn’t been talking, I would have had a couple orgasms already.“Don’t distract him, BILL.Go away.”
Rygar’s grin is absolutely feral.He looks very pleased with himself.“Do you want something, mate?”His fingers move inside me in a blatant proclamation that he knows exactly what I want.
B.I.L.L.:Commander, I must insist?—
“Sons of the Pleiades.”Rygar’s curse makes me giggle.Space nerd score, on a scale of one to ten?Twenty.
B.I.L.L.:The Dark Fleet vehicle is fifteen seconds from contact.Should I deploy counter measures?
“Draco or Grays?And how many?”
