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across the desert," she said.
    " You want him to fuck
you," Markes countered.
    The two had been through too much
together for her to continue to try to deceive him. She turned to face him.
"Yes. I do," she admitted. “I want it so much, I ache with the need.”
    “Why? You don’t like fucking.”
    She sensed his confusion. “I don’t…I
didn’t like it with the wrong men.”
    “He’s the wrong man. Isn’t he?”
    She shrugged. “He probably is.”
    “Then let’s leave.”
    “We will—just not yet.”
    “Why not now? We’re wasting time.”
    “Maybe so, but is it so wrong to
finally want to receive some pleasure after years of countless unpleasant
encounters? Is it so wrong to want to enjoy a man’s touch on my body for once?"
    "No," he said after
a long pause. "But we can't afford to lose our commission."
    "I know that and we won't. I'll make
the contact. I just need to have one encounter with him.”
    “One encounter?”
    She sucked in an annoyed breath.
“Okay. One fuck. I want to fuck and have him fuck me. After he has, I’ll do
what I need to." She quickly walked into the bathing chamber before Markes
could protest further.
    The sonic vibrations on her nude body
felt wonderful. Closing her eyes, she settled her generous curves against the
body-contouring confines of the shower and allowed her thoughts to wander.
Thanks to the Goddess, she expected to fully enjoy her last job. When it was
over she and Markes would start a new life with the proceeds she’d amassed over
the last five, grueling years.
    Once she and Markes left the Blue
Desert, he wouldn’t need to be on-guard all the time. He could stand down and
get the upgrading he’d need to take advantage of all the possibilities
available to a warrior-class and battle-seasoned sentient side arm.
    His valor in battle had earned him the
distinction of being one of very few sentient side arms granted the right of
self-determination when his service career ended. Instead of remaining in the
service and getting the automatic upgrade all the others side arms he’d served
with had, he’d chosen to retire with her father.
    He had transferred his loyalty to her
after her father’s death. Since then, his tireless defense of her while she
performed a distasteful job had earned him the right to do as he pleased. While
he would have stayed with her as long as she wanted him to, she’d chosen to
offer him his freedom so he could return to the service.
    She dismissed a brief rush of panic
at the thought of a life that didn’t include either her father or Markes. In
the years since her father’s death, she had never been successfully assaulted
or felt lonely. Ever vigilant and ready to listen and offer encouragement,
Markes had earned his freedom. She would miss him like hell but she was her
father’s daughter and she would survive. And thrive.
    Her thoughts turned to Adarinas.
Hell, she might even manage to be happy—if she could find a way to have her
food and eat it too. Eat him. She moistened her lips at the thought of
exploring his big, naked body with lips and tongue—especially his cock.
    “Oh!”
    Lost in her lustful thoughts, she was
surprised to feel a pair of big, warm hands cup her breasts and a rock-hard
cock press against her ass.
    Why hadn’t Markes warned her of Adarinas’s
presence? Perhaps thoughts of a future free of the constant worry for her
safety had distracted him.
    Adarinas’s hard cock sliding between
her ass cheeks and coming to rest near the bottom of her slit pushed all but
the most carnal thoughts from her mind.
    She turned and dropped to her knees
in front of him. His fully erect cock was just inches from her face. Her pussy
pulsed and her lips parted. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on his hard
thighs and parted her lips.
    He inched his hips forward until his
shaft touched her mouth. She extended her tongue and pushed it against the big,
seeping head of his cock.
    He inhaled sharply. “Taste me,” he
told her,