My mind doesn’t give me a name for the way she tastes. Maybe it’s indescribable.
The suction of her mouth is heaven, but I’m only half as desperate as I was for her before, which means I win our little race.
She cries out around my cock and jerks, her legs losing their grip entirely, but I hold on to her, and when she finally stills, it’s only for a moment and allIcan dois hold on.
She sucks my cock so deeply, so frantically, I’m done for in moments. She presses me deeper into her mouth and I have to pull her back.
“Do you want it to come out of your nose?” I ask as I turn her upright and set her on the platform on her knees.
Her hair and face are covered in cum and she just smiles at me like she’s gotten everything she wanted. “I’ve never tried that before. Maybe I’d like it?”
I don’t think she would, but I don’t know, so I kiss her and then let her lick the cum that had smeared on my face.
“I need to shower,” she says.
“We both do.” And then, because I already know what she’s about to ask. “Separately.”
Her lips tug to the side, but it’s a smile. “Spoil sport.”
SHOCK
Looking at the scattered wreckage of the ship that brought Chrys to us leaves me feeling… cold. At least, that’s what this feeling has been described to me as.
The Zone here is littered with pieces, some of them still burning, others already covered in a blanket of snow. If someone hadn’t put her in that escape pod and punched her out when they did… Chrys would be just another lump under that metal.
A man I don’t recognize makes his way down from Breaker’s outpost, and I watch him follow the zigzagging path cut out by the CSS crew that came through earlier.
“It’s horrific from above. It’s downright sinister up close,” he says as he stops and greets Breaker. “I was told you’d be warned of my coming.”
“You make it sound like you should be considered a threat,” I say, still looking out at the debris. He’s harmless.
“Not in the way you would think.”
I glance back, and Breaker, standing far enough away that he won’t touch either of us, says, “He has friends in high and low places.”
“Don’t we all?”
“This is Noa,” Breaker says, motioning to the other man. “He owns the company that made this ship twenty years ago.”
“It’s nice to meet you, but I don’t know why you’d need to come all the way out here.” I turn to look at him fully, and his future plagues me. It leaves me sick to my stomach, but I’ve seen too many horrible things to show this man something is wrong.
“I’m a hands-on person when it comes to my business… and I’ve always wanted to see the Zone. It’s a gruesome opportunity, but when the chance arose, I jumped at it.”
“Then let’s get walking. There aren’t any storms on the readout, but you never know.” I do know. The skies will be clear the whole time, but the sooner we get this over with, the sooner I can go home.
As Breaker leads the way along the compressed path of snow, Noa looks at me. “I know I can’t touch him or let him touch me… anything I need to be worried about with you?”
“Not like that, but it’s still not a great idea to touch me.”
He holds up his hands—his gloves look expensive—and laughs. “I promise you’re safe from me.”
Breaker looks back and has to shout, “But you’re not safe from the cavrinskh, so let’s get moving.”
Even while I watch Noa, I scan the inner caldera walls. Just because I haven’t seen an attack doesn’t mean there won’t be one. And the last thing we need is a man with more money than sense getting mauled on our watch.
He squats down and turns the casing over, knocking the snow off. “This is an aftermarket modification. It should hold coolant, but this appears to be some sort of medical fluid. Someone on the ship was sick before they died… or maybe sedated?”
“She was sedated.”
