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“I don’t want you to, damn it!” She bent her knees and
rotated her hips. The tenuous hold he had on his control broke and he gripped
her hair, his fingers threading through the soft strands.

He angled her head and took possession of her sweet lips
while he pounded harder, deeper. God, the way her pussy clamped him was so hot,
so erotic. The moment he touched the key to unlock her release, he knew it.
Triumphant, he moaned against her lips, reveling in the warmth of her response.
She cried out, her mouth covered by his. He moaned in hers, increasing the
speed of his thrusts.

She screamed, her fingers in his hair, her mouth frantic on
his, her pussy like a glove around his dick. Fresh cum surrounded his cock as
she came and he tumbled over the edge into his own release. Their mouths
crashed together, their tongues entwined the way their bodies were. There was
no space, no way to tell where she ended and he began. They merged, melded
together in a sweet, tumbling mass of need.

The vibration of her moan echoed in his mouth. The kiss went
on just as her convulsions did. Her pussy wrung every drop from him and he
couldn’t breathe when she kept on shuddering in his arms. She was a dream, a
fantasy. He didn’t want it to end.

He kept thrusting inside her, even though his cock had spent
itself, and sent her over the edge again. She tore her mouth from his and
shouted his name, her voice hoarse and strained. It was music to his ears. The
fresh, warm flow of her release dripped over his dick and he started to harden
again. For her. Always for her.

“Don’t stop, Tory,” she cried out.

His teeth scraped along her neck and she shivered. Still
buried deep within her, he bent down and sucked on her nipple, the erect flesh
filling his mouth the way his erect cock filled her pussy. An answering clench
from the muscles that held his dick in their grip increased his suction.

She chanted his name over and over, her nails marking his
back, her hips moving in uncoordinated, fast thrusts. His cock filled, hard and
ready. He switched his lips to her other nipple and she gasped when his teeth
nipped her hardened tip. He dipped his hand underneath their bodies to slide
down her spine and along her ass crack.

He reached his goal, the small, puckered entrance between
her sweet, soft globes, and ran his finger along the rim. She sobbed out his
name, her pussy getting wetter and her breath hot on his skin. But when he
slipped his finger inside her ass, she went crazy. She thrashed beneath him.
The action slammed his cock hard in her slick channel. He struggled to hang on,
but when she bit his neck, her nails digging into his ass and driving him
deeper, he gave up the fight and exploded inside her.

Her keening cry filled him with satisfaction along with the
rush of hot lava that swept through his veins. This one was sharper, quicker,
more intense than the last. His mind blanked and he floated in a sea of
pleasure.

His pulse, erratic and fast, matched her frantically beating
heart. Their breaths mixed and mingled as they panted, sweat sliding off their
skin.

She murmured something and kissed his neck, his shoulder,
her fingers sliding over his damp skin. He realized the weight of his entire
body was over hers. But when he tried to move, she clamped her legs around him,
her feet digging into his ass.

He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, the space on the side of
her nose, the corner of her mouth. He could spend all day doing this with her.
It occurred to him he had no idea what time it was or what was going on. And he
didn’t give a shit.

As if someone read his mind, the com crackled and Jezar’s
voice filled the room. “Commander, we have fighters ten thousand light years
away and heading right for us.”

Alex groaned and relaxed the grip she had on him. “I don’t
know if I can move,” she muttered.

He smiled. “You were moving just fine a minute ago.”

“A minute ago, I was coming all over you.”

He groaned. “Don’t say that. I’ll get hard again.”

She purred, a sound that went straight to his dick. Damn it.
When it came to Alex, he was insatiable.

But they had to get up. “Shower. Now.” He slid away from her
body, her pussy unwilling to release its grip, but finally giving way. He
gripped her hand and yanked her to her feet. “I’ll take one after you.”

“Sure you won’t join me?” She threw him a cocky look over
her shoulder as she sped toward the bathroom.

He groaned. He wanted so much more. He wasn’t sure there was
enough time in the universe to have her. “Believe me, if there weren’t people
out there trying to kill us, I’d be pinning you to the bathroom wall.”

She licked her lips and he had to close his eyes.

As she disappeared into the bathroom, he wondered if she’d
kill him. What a way to go.

Chapter Twenty-One

One thing Alex had figured out. Tory had amazing
self-control. He couldn’t hide that he sported a hard-on, but he didn’t touch
her after her shower. She was bruised, worn, deliciously sated. Still, if Tory
so much as crooked his finger, she’d run down to his quarters with him and have
him again.

Not thoughts she should be having on the bridge of the ship
as four fighters barreled toward them. Besides, Jezar would read them and that
would be embarrassing.

The blips on the screen clicked closer and Alex wondered
what their options were. She knew Tory had two fighter ships on board, but
destroying these Teran One fighters might bring the whole fleet descending on
them. Hiding would be better.

Bud suggested the very idea Alex had been thinking. “We
could hide behind Teran Two. Most likely, they’ll come to the last coordinates
they received.”

No one said Pulzer’s name but they all knew he’d turned them
over to the Teran One government. Tory had a signal jammer to confuse the
fighter’s sensors but if they stayed here, a fight was inevitable.

The best thing to do was leave this grid. Pulzer probably
gave them a square section of space they’d be in. The fighters would search the
grid to find them. She knew the routine. Who the hell had ordered them out?
Darius was still on his warship.

A message had come in while she and Tory had been sleeping.
Darius managed to contain one of the ships with only a minimal loss of life.
The other ship’s crew killed forty of Darius’ men and disappeared, ostensibly
to return to Teran One.

Her planet was imploding.

Civil war hung on the horizon. All Ena Solly had to do was
shove it over the edge. If she released the plague, the infected humans would
kill the rest.

But Ena’s survival depended on getting off Teran One after
she released the plague. From her history lessons, Alex knew one thing. Once
the infected humans rampaged, there was no place to hide. Stronger, meaner and
oblivious to pain, they destroyed anything and everything. And blood was all
they wanted. The smell of it, the sight of it, the taste of it was their goal.

Alex’s knowledge of Old Earth’s fate was mixed with myths,
stories of humans that ate the flesh of others, drank blood, and swarmed in
huge numbers. The vids on Ardasia had been more horrific. They weren’t scary
tales told to children to keep them from going out at night or myths passed
down by their ancestors. They’d been the reality, the harsh truth.

Those blips on the screen represented a truth too. Someone
on Teran One was calling the shots and they weren’t sure who anymore. Probably
Gregor. But if that was who had scrambled the fighters, why would Pulzer give
Gregor the coordinates? Ena Solly wanted Gregor’s bloodline gone.

But maybe this was a move toward that end.

A thought occurred to her. “Tory,” she met his gaze. “They
want to blame us.”

He blinked twice and then his lips pursed. He got it. “Top
speed, Bud. Move us to the dark side of Teran Two. Keep us out of range of any
satellites.”

Bud clicked buttons and levers. Dink frowned at her. “I
don’t get it.”

She kept her focus on the blips and the numbers indicating
the distance between
The Pinnacle
and the fighters. “Pulzer gave the
government our coordinates and sent them after us. The idea is to announce that
we have the Old Earth plague so when he and his girlfriend released the plague
on Teran One we’d take the blame. Well, us and Gregor.” She met Dink’s wide
gaze with a steady one of her own. “Think about it. All the Teran planets would
hunt us down. Meanwhile, Ena and her horde of rebels would take over, spreading
the plague to the other Teran worlds.” She shook her head. “Everyone would
think we did it.”

“Fuck,” Dink breathed the word out.

“Yeah. We’ve got to stop her before she can release those
vials.” She caught Jezar’s attention. “Do we have a timetable?”

“Shoshani.”

“Of course!” she burst out. It made sense.

“Shit! Why didn’t I think of that?” Tory shook his head.

“You’ve been distracted,” Jezar said wryly.

“Fill me in?” Dink asked them.

“Shoshani is a planetwide festival, a celebration. The old
families are honored and everyone pays homage. Nothing tangible, but it’s like
a really big party and the First Families are the guest of honor.”

“Everyone who has connections to the Firsts gathers to
celebrate the colonization of Teran One,” Tory added. “They’ll all be in one
place.”

“When is this celebration?” Bud asked.

“Tomorrow.” Alex met Tory’s stare. “That doesn’t give us
much time.”

“No, but we have to try.” Tory’s jaw jutted out. “We’ll have
to take a shuttle. Five-man crew.”

She shook her head. “Don’t even suggest it,” she told him
when he gave her that look, the one that said she should stay behind. “You’re
not, are you?”

“No,” he said emphatically and sighed. “You, me, Jezar will
go.”

“Let me go,” Dink spoke up and Tory shook his head.

“I need you here. If we don’t come back, you’ve got to get
word to the other Teran worlds.” Tory shot a glance at Jezar. “I can ask for
volunteers.”

“They should know the risks.” Jezar said, a frown pulling
his mouth down.

“Only my immediate crew knew what was in that box.” He
glanced at Bud and Dink. “And even they didn’t know we transferred it.”

Bud shot out of his seat. “What?”

Dink’s mouth dropped open.

Tory nodded. “If you’re going to take over, you’ll need to
know. The scientists on Ardasia are working on a cure. The vials of Old Earth
Plague are there.” He glanced at Jezar. Alex wondered if they were having a
separate conversation. She wished she and Tory could communicate that way. Tory
continued. “By the bidding we know only Teran Five knew what Alex was carrying.
They offered significant sums under the table and definitely not through
official channels. By their official silence so far, we know they didn’t like
it. We didn’t even get a polite protest. Basically, Teran Five is willing to
blow us into the next century rather than allow the plague to be released. I
don’t think they’d react this way about anything else. I think the only reason
they hesitated was because they weren’t sure what the hell I would do.”

“And Teran Four?” Dink asked.

Tory shook his head. “They only knew it was a weapon Teran
One had and they didn’t. If they’d known what was in that container, we’d have
been attacked.” He shrugged. “We weren’t. They think we’ll sell it. If they
knew what it was, they’d doubt it.”

Bud nodded. “I believe you’re right.”

“What’s the plan?” she asked Tory.

“Why, Commander Alexandra Zeerah is coming back to Teran One
to celebrate her bloodline, of course.” He grinned.

“Of course.” She smiled. “So we’re not trying for secrecy.”

Tory shook his head. “No. We’re trying for misdirection.
None of Pulzer’s communiqués included my abduction or his capture. He’s going
to send a transmission and make plans to meet his lover.”

“She’ll know he’s not with us,” she warned.

“I know,” Tory said. “That’s why he’s coming.”

* * * * *

A little later, Alex and Jezar met with Tory in a meeting
room to discuss their strategy for the planet operation. The idea of Pulzer
going with them was ludicrous. “You can’t bring him. He’ll turn on us in a
heartbeat,” Alex said.

“He’s our ticket in,” Tory answered. “Jezar is going to keep
tabs on him and I’ll shoot him myself if he tries anything.”

“I don’t like it,” she said worrying her lip between her
teeth. “What other insanity do you have planned?” Though Dink and Bud needed to
be in on the overall plan, the details were only between Jezar, Alex and Tory.
It seemed safer that way.
The Pinnacle’s
crew could claim ignorance.

Tory and Jezar must have been having a mental discussion
since the minute they were alone, Tory’s face was serious and he took her hand
in his. “I have to ask you a favor, something that may change things
permanently.”

She curled her fingers around his hand. “Ask.”

“Jezar wants to create a bridge between us, one that won’t
go away when he backs out.” Tory kept his gaze on her face, but she couldn’t
tell by his demeanor whether he wanted her to do this or not.

“Okay.” There was no question in her mind. She was connected
to Tory in every other way. She wanted to know what he did. If that meant a
permanent bridge, so be it.

Jezar’s tone was firm. “I think you’d better understand what
this means.”

A cold finger of fear slid up her spine. Something about the
way the Ardasian’s green eyes studied her gave her the willies. She tried to
shake them off. She held his gaze. He continued. “The bridge will give you
access to each other’s mental processes, your emotions. Every time a thought
passes through your brain, the other will know it. At first, you will be unable
to stop this.”

Alex blinked. Every thought? She squirmed in her chair and
pulled her fingers away from Tory’s hand. What would that look like, feel like?
Nothing private, nothing separate. And it would be reciprocal.