Captive - Cheryl Brooks Page 0,107

it was possible.”

“I didn’t believe it was possible to feel better that quickly.” Klara shook her head, which was no longer throbbing. “Amazing…” She wound her arms around his neck and licked the wound, which was already beginning to close. “Never would’ve guessed anything so simple would work.”

“Sometimes the simplest solution to a problem is the best one.” Purring, he nuzzled her ear, sending shivers of delight racing over her skin. “You know how it goes. Don’t like the weather, go indoors. Don’t like the dictator, overthrow him. Your pregnant mate gets morning sickness, let her bite you, then take her back to the ship for a round of serious nooky. Stuff like that.”

“I’m up for nooky—if that means what I think it does—or a party. Whichever you prefer.”

“I believe you know the answer to that.” His purring grew even louder. “And, yes, ‘nooky’ means exactly what you think it does.” He sighed. “Shouldn’t take long. We might even get back in time for the festivities. That is, if no one steals my speeder again.”

Klara had her own ideas about how long it would take. She felt like curling up with Moe and making love for days on end. “I wouldn’t put it past the Racks to take it out for another ride.”

“That’s okay, as long as they bring it back.” His breath on her neck heralded the swipe of his tongue, an action that nearly prompted her to bite him again. “Wouldn’t want you to have to walk all that way.”

“There’s always my speeder.” Although she suspected it was probably already being used to take Velkma and Yirland back to the palace.

“True.” He shifted her in his arms, bringing her face to his. “We should’ve left them with instructions.”

Noting that the nasty taste in her mouth seemed to have disappeared entirely, she took the opportunity to kiss him—long and slow and deep. “You mean like where to park it when they were done?”

“Something like that.” He came to a halt. “Hold on a sec.” Shifting her weight to his left arm, he winced ever so slightly, then pressed his right hand against a seemingly random place on the side of the ship. “Hidden palm lock,” he said as the hatch began to open. “How Nevid ever thought anyone could steal this ship, I’ll never know.”

Klara couldn’t help giggling. “The biggest disruptor he’d ever seen in his life?”

“Oh, yeah. Forgot about that.” He stepped onto the gangplank and carried her up the ramp. “Welcome aboard the Tequila Sunrise.”

She glanced around the ship’s interior, taking in the neat, no-frills décor, which, had she never been inside Pelarus’s palace, she would have considered palatial. “Lots nicer than our digs in the Barrens.” If nothing else, it was cleaner.

“Wouldn’t take much to top that, but thank you anyway.” He kept walking, displaying no desire to set her down. “The ship has quarters for six, so there’ll be plenty of room for you to have your own space if you like.” He stopped suddenly. “On second thought, will you be bringing all of your gang with us?”

“I have no idea,” she replied. “We’ll leave that up to them.” At the moment, she truly didn’t care one way or the other. “Right now, all I want is you.”

“No problems there,” he said. “My dick is so hard, I could probably drive it through the bulkhead.”

“I’d rather you didn’t. I have a much better use for it.”

“Hold that thought.” He tapped a code into a nearby control panel. “It’s pretty easy to remember. The sequence makes a diamond shape.”

She stared at him for a long moment before her brain registered what he was talking about—and a moment longer to realize she had no idea what he meant. “I don’t know what a diamond shape is.”

“Like a square sitting tipped up on one corner,” he replied as a door slid noiselessly open.

“I really hope you have some sort of learning program to help bring me up to speed on all this stuff.”

“No worries,” he replied. “I learned everything I know from a computer.” He grinned. “Well, not everything. I had to pick up a few things on my own.”

“Like how to kiss a girl?” she suggested.

For a split second, she didn’t think he was going to reply—until his lips touched hers with a heat that flowed quickly from her mouth to her core. “Something like that. What do you think of my technique?”

“Simply the best.”

He drew back with a chuckle. “Compared to what?”

Her jaw dropped. “I dunno…