He shifted and with one hard thrust, he filled her. This time, she screamed. He wasn’t gentle. His moves were hard, fast, rough. She loved it.
He pushed them both higher and higher, giving her no time to catch her breath, or think. His hand slid between them, his thumb hard against her swollen clit. Sensation coalesced into a hard ball low in her belly which then splintered, cascading over her in a wild rush.
As she screamed her release, Zayn pumped inside her one more time, then ground himself deep as his hot release spilled inside her.
In the aftermath, the only sound in the hold was their harsh breathing. Perspiration glued them together and her robe still clung to her back and shoulders. She’d never done anything like this in her assassin’s robe before.
“Did I hurt you?” He lifted his head. His hair was disheveled and his face a little flushed.
She cupped his cheeks. “No. I can take that and a lot more.”
“I didn’t mean to be so rough…or fast?—”
“Zayn. I loved it.”
They stared at each other for a long moment before his face finally relaxed.
She stroked the hair from his forehead. “You okay? Do you want to talk about it?” She smiled. “Or we could go for round two.”
She was happy to see his answering smile. “The thought of going back…”
Back to his nightmares. “To where Vik died.”
“To where I killed her.”
“The Guild killed her, Zayn. You saved her. This is your chance to get back at them.” And lay the ghosts to rest.
An alarm rang out through the ship, making them both jolt. BEll’s voice came over the loudspeaker. “Devil’s Nebula is on long-range scanners. Everyone to the cockpit.”
Ria pressed a kiss to Zayn’s lips. “We’ll be down there together. Time to show the Guild they can’t get away with everything.”
He nodded. “Together.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The shuttle shuddered as it descended through the smog-filled atmosphere of Lucifa.
Zayn focused on the controls but was conscious of the conversations around him. The viewscreen was the scarlet red of the Devil’s Nebula. It made him think of blood.
“I hate this place.” Dathan leaned forward, watching the multitude of ships and shuttles powering on and off planet. Many had the markings of the Guilds: a kneeling slave, a skull and crossbones, and of course the crossed blades of the assassins.
“You aren’t the only one who hates it.” Zayn put the shuttle into a wide left turn to avoid a lumbering transport ship that looked like it was held together by duct tape.
“At least Eos agreed to stay on the ship,” Dathan grumbled.
“I agree.” Lala blew an enormous gum bubble and popped it. “I needed someone to babysit Fuzzy and Fred.”
Eos and theInfinitas—and Fuzzy and Fred—were hidden in plain sight among the ships orbiting Lucifa. Zayn was happy Eos was safe, but didn’t envy her the task of waiting. Even now, nervous energy winged through him.
Behind him, he heard Ria reassuring Lala and helping the younger girl into her spectrum camouflage suit.
He glanced at Dathan. His brother’s hair was a virulent shade of blue, and metal studs graced his nose and the curves of his ears. “Nice look.”
Dath grinned. “Yeah, Eos was horrified. Figured I should look a little different from the last time I visited Lucifa.”
When Dathan had come to rescue Eos, he’d dressed as a suave, elegant gambler. Zayn eyed the blue spiky hair. Nope, he didn’t think any slavers would recognize his brother.
Niklas sat on the other side of Dathan, tapping on his Sync. The man was always researching something. Nik’s only concession to disguise was a pair of chunky goggles pushed up on his head. He still looked like a professor. Not that it mattered since he’d never been to Lucifa before.
