Dangerously Yours: 2 (Loving Dangerously) (8 page)

She inhaled as he tentatively moved and passed over her smooth skin to her engorged lips. He paused again and she held her breath.
Please.
Her nails bit into his wrist.

Finally.

She arched her back and moaned as his finger slipped between her folds and slid inside her.

“Shit,” he said. “Damn, you’re so tight.”

His rough male digit stretched her. Her channel gripped him. His movements were slow, rhythmic. She gasped and clawed at his arm, forcing him to go deeper. Pleasure rippled from her spine to her core as he stroked her intimate walls.

His finger grazed across her
miltori
, sending a wave of ecstasy to her brain. She bit out a scream. Her legs shook beneath her. She panted erratically. Her knees buckled when he rubbed her again. He hooked his arm under her shoulder, holding her upright.

“Is this your spot?” he asked, whispering into her ear.

She whimpered her answer.

The captain used his knee to nudge the insides of her thighs. She complied, spreading her legs wider for him. His shaft now felt larger against her butt.

She wanted his male hardness inside her. Moaning, she let the moment overtake her. His finger delved deeper. She rotated her hips. He groaned and went deeper still. She moved with the rhythm he created.

“That’s right, ride me,” he coaxed as he cupped her breast, kneading her.

Her release mounted. Heat building, her body perspired.

“Come for me, Princess.” His words caressed her.

He quickened his pace. His finger stroked her sensitive
miltori
. Her body pulsated under each delicious stroke.

“I feel it. Let it go.” He sucked her earlobe between soft lips and she moaned. “Let me hear you.”

She held tight to his arms. A small moan escaped her. Her valley stretched as he added another finger. A louder moan escaped.

“That’s it, come for me.”

On his command, the coil that wound itself tightly within her sprang free, finally snapping. She screamed, “Kane!”

Her muscles convulsed. Her vision dimmed and her walls spasmed and contracted around his fingers. “Kane…” she repeated. “I want you.”

Kane let out a string of curses and withdrew just as her knees gave way. She fell to the floor with his arms around her cushioning her descent.

She struggled to catch her breath. That had been the best orgasm she had ever had. Maybe she wouldn’t move into a private cabin after all. She smiled and opened her eyes.

He was sitting back on his heels. His cold eyes were watching her. “You don’t appear to have any tracking devices on you.”

Her jaw dropped open in disbelief.

Tracking devices?

She had forgotten. Kane rocked to his heels and stood up. “You can put your clothes on and eat your breakfast.”

Silently, he exited the room, leaving her spent on the floor.

* * * * *

Kane sat alone at one of the tables in the vessel’s large dining hall. The hall was set up the same as the living quarters, with twenty long rows of tables with round metal chairs. Since he was the only occupant, it made him lonely.

But grabbing one of the guys to join him wasn’t an option right now. No one else needed to witness his steep decline into depression. He deserved to be alone right now, just him and the guilt that crushed his chest.

A plate full of comfort food lay in front of him.
Comfort.
He snorted. All he found himself doing was shifting it from one side of the plate to the other.

What did I almost do?

The first thing he did after leaving his cabin was visit one of the communal showers and scrub clean. But no matter how hard he had scrubbed, he couldn’t get her scent from his nose. He swore he could smell her, even now. The enticing scent of vanilla with a hint of cinnamon coated the inside of his nostrils.

He threw the eating utensil down with a clang.

Get her out of your head.

He could fuck anyone but
her
. She was one of
them
.

Alien.

Aliens had destroyed Earth. Aliens had enslaved humans. Aliens had killed Anna. His head dropped to his hands, where it stayed until he heard footsteps.

Jess entered and scanned the dining hall. She always made it a point to be aware of her surroundings, but she appeared to be looking for someone. Him.

Great. Just what I need right now.

Jess’ hazel eyes locked on him. Her features screwed into a frown as she stalked in his direction. Could it be too much to hope that she hadn’t seen him?

Jess stopped in front of him and leaned over, smacking both palms on the table. She glared at him. “What the hell is going on here?” He raised a questioning brow. “Don’t play stupid with me. Those bitches aren’t in their cell anymore.”

To call their cabin a cell was a stretch, even for Jess. Kane pushed his plate away. His breakfast was now ruined. “Where were they moved?”

“How the hell should I know? I went to check on them and they’re gone.”

“I’ll have a talk with the guys. The females are not supposed to have access to the vessel.”

Jess eased into the seat across from him. “Well, actually…they aren’t technically running around. The men are taking them from one cabin to the next.”

So that’s it. She’s jealous.

“I’ll tell the men to keep them confined.”

Jess lowered her gaze and picked imaginary lint off her shirt.

“Spit it out.”

“I heard you have one of them staying with you.” When he didn’t answer, she glanced up. “You know, one of those alien bitches.”

Kane let out a heavy sigh. “I’m keeping the princess safe in my cabin for the time being.”

“I thought you didn’t want an alien in your bed? Have you changed your mind?”

She had a certain disdain for all aliens, more so than he. Kane didn’t blame her. Being forced into prostitution and having to perform God only knows what sex acts with all kinds of creepy nonhumans would make anyone a little hardened.

“Jess, I’m not fucking
it
if that’s what you’re hinting at. Besides, aren’t you through with me?”

“I am,” she said in disgust. “I wanted to know if I’m the only person on this vessel who’s not fucking aliens.”

A small amount of guilt surfaced. He had been so close to sullying Anna’s memory. He’d been a heartbeat away from nailing the princess right on his floor.

JB walked into the dining hall whistling
Sweet Home Alabama
. Jess instantly raked her gaze over to him. Normally, Jess and JB were the best of friends but something was amiss with their relationship today. Kane didn’t care what the issue might be. Right now, JB served as a good diversion.

A grumbling sound erupted in Jess’ throat. “He doesn’t even care about what the aliens did to Earth.”

Kane looked JB up and down. He hadn’t thought it was possible but JB looked worn out and tired. Even from where he sat, he could see the fresh scratch marks running across JB’s arms. That would be the reason for Jess’ disdain.

With a nod in their direction, JB walked to the food-storage unit. He punched the buttons that would deliver any in-stock item and grabbed a juice and sandwich. Halfway to the table, JB downed the juice. He turned around for a refill then finished that one and turned again for another one. By the time he plopped into the seat next to Kane, JB was holding his third container. Without a word, JB devoured his food as though he were a starved man.

Kane snorted. “You all right?”

“She’s trying to suck me dry.”

Kane raised a brow. “Which one?”

JB took a swig of juice. “Moira. That female can form her lips into a perfect suction cup. I don’t have any more cum to give her. I needed a break.”

“The spinster-looking one?”

JB chuckled and slapped his palms together. “Looks can be misleading, my friend.”

“That is gross on so many different levels,” Jess said.

JB winked at her and shoveled more food in his mouth.

Kane shook his head in disbelief. The female really must be good if JB needed a break. The Energizer Bunny didn’t have anything on him.

“What about you?” JB nodded in Kane’s direction.

Kane’s face tightened and his lip curled into a frown. “What about me?”

Jess snarled her upper lip.

The other men thought he was crazy for not wanting to fuck any of the alien females they encountered. But this also came from a group of men who fucked anything that moved.

“You know what I’m talking about. Did you take the plunge, go deep?” JB extended a tanned fist out and in.

“Never.”

“Uh-huh,” JB responded. “
Never
will come soon enough.”

Kane rolled his eyes. “Think whatever the hell you want.”

JB grinned from ear to ear and laughed. “I smell pussy on you.”

Kane scrunched his brows. “No, you don’t. I took a shower.”

JB threw his head back and howled. “I was only fucking with you. Are you serious?”

Jess swung around. “You fucking liar.”

“I didn’t lie. That came out wrong.”

“If you touched that alien whore, you can forget about us ever getting back together.”

Kane pushed away from the table and got up in one swift movement. He grabbed his plate and emptied the contents into the garbage recycler. JB’s laughing and Jess’ cussing followed him out the door.

The princess has got to go as soon as possible.

Ryan had said their transporter belonged to a company called Mercanis Shipping and Hauling. Maybe that would be the clue Kane needed to help pinpoint the princess’s home world.

Kane walked through the quiet, deserted corridors to Ryan’s cabin. When the door opened, Ryan wasn’t in there. Instead he got an eyeful of Moira, ass high in the air and Eli on his knees behind her, gripping her butt. Eli grunted from the force of his thrusts and sweat coated his body. The sounds of flesh beating on flesh reverberated throughout the room.

Eli wasn’t taking Moira by force. That much was evident from her glazed eyes and moans. The former plastic surgeon gave the round globes of her ass a smart slap of his palm.

“Do you like that, baby? Want it harder?” Eli taunted.

“
Alo,
” Moira panted.

Eli soothed the cherry-red imprint with his palm and slapped her ass again.

Moira yelped and slammed into his groin, grinding herself on him. Eli threw his head back and let out a guttural growl.

Translators weren’t necessary for this kind of conversation. They understood each other very well.

“Ohh, baby, you’re a wild one.” With a grunt, Eli slammed himself into her again and again. “You like it hard, don’t you?”

Moira whipped her head to peer at Eli. She licked her lips suggestively. “
Alo, alo,
” she moaned.

“Yes, yes. That’s what I like to hear.”

Eli grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled, making her back sway in an uncomfortable arch. His hips beat into her at a ferocious pace, causing the bed to squeak and rock underneath them. Moira yelled louder as her breasts bounced uncontrollably.

Kane knew he should leave. But he found himself rooted in place. What made alien pussy so interesting to his crew?

Eli’s free hand spread apart Moira’s butt cheeks. Moira moaned harder as he pounded into her. Kane couldn’t tell if Eli slammed into her ass or pussy, but whichever the choice, Moira didn’t seem to mind. She rocked back on him, taking it all.

Kane couldn’t understand her alien language but if he had to guess he would bet she was urging Eli to take her harder.

This wasn’t the first time Kane had watched his crew get busy. He joked that he had his own porn channel. Every time the crew brought females aboard, his channel was up and running.

He had never had the urge to join in, not even now. But the female he’d left in his cabin eased into his thoughts. What would be the problem if he returned there and took the princess? She had been more than willing. Pussy was pussy, right? It would be easy enough to fuck her and send her on her way.

Kane gripped his hardening cock through his leather pants. He closed his eyes and imagined how it would all play out.

“That’s it baby. Take it all,” he pictured himself saying to Sa’Mya. He’d give her round ass a smack. Sa’Mya would give him a smile over her shoulder. Her eyes would twinkle as they rested on his.

Shit.

Unable to take any more, Kane released his cock from his pants. It sprang free. Instantly, his hard and calloused hands fisted his silky member. Hands as soft as butter should be wrapped around it. Or better yet, his cock should be encased in wet and warm flesh. At that, his cock jumped underneath his palm.