Rincon.
Tarik paused at the threshold to the captain’s quarters. Shon knelt in front of 32D with a tool in hand, working to restore the fem-bot.
“Hoping to use her again to keep me hostage?”
“She was keeping you entertained. You were her favored guest as I’m sure she is for you.”
Tarik gave a snort.
“Is everything okay? Seemed rough there for a minute, but I figured you’d want me to stay put. I didn’t want to be in your way.” She met his stare. “I really do want to help you.” She glanced around the room. “I want to help BioOne.”
“The ship is fine.” He nodded toward the fem-bot. “I can’t say the same for our hostess.”
Shon shrugged, appearing defeated. “What did you do to her?”
Tarik knelt next to Shon and took the laser from her hand. “BioOne deactivated her, and then I severed the power source. I didn’t want you getting any more ideas of ways to keep me entertained.” He sat next to Shon.
“Can you fix her?”
He raised a brow. “Have you developed a fondness for 32D?”
“Well, I owe her. I think we both can agree she follows orders better than I do.”
Tarik slipped a tool into her circuitry and probed around. “So far, your only fault.” He squinted into a small chamber of power boards and wires. “She’ll need reprogramming.” He grinned and set the tools aside. “I guess for that, I should thank you.” The fem-bot blinked and began a reboot cycle. “Give her a few minutes, and she’ll be happy to entertain again.”
“I shouldn’t have sedated you.” Shon admitted. “I was just so damn frustrated.” She sat back on her haunches. “BioOne gave me your personnel records. I don’t know all the reasons you’re fighting the Tri’Neith, but it doesn’t matter now. I know enough.” She bowed her head.
When she lifted her gaze to Tarik’s, he felt the impact to his core.
“I trust you.” She released a shaky exhale. “I just wish you could trust me.”
“I’m not going to fight you. We’re in this together. I don’t know why you’d want to get involved, but you’re here. You could have sabotaged BioOne. Instead, your actions were to protect her. So no, I don’t think you’re working for the government. But there is much you don’t know.” He leaned in and softly kissed her. A kiss of promise more than passion. “I trust you. I just don’t trust anyone else.”
A wispy breath fanned across his lips. Sensing her acceptance, he sealed their mouths, parted her lips with his, and tasted his way into her warm, wet, mouth. Shon whimpered, leaned in, and kissed him back with equal determination.
Unable to resist touching her, he gripped her by the shoulders, tugging her closer. Rising to her knees, she straddled his hips and sat on his lap. This time she kissed him, plunging slowly into his mouth, twining her tongue with his.
Tarik understood Shon. She was so much like him. As angry as he wanted to be at her, he couldn’t. He’d brought the situation on himself. Like now, he didn’t want to think about consequences. As much as his need was to take BioOne, he wanted to take Shon.
“Who’s flying the ship?” she asked, grinding her pussy into the hard bulge of his cock. The gyration heightened his need for more.
“BioOne. She was brilliant. We’re on a direct course to the Rincon now. I don’t doubt the Tri’Neith are pursuing us, but we have an edge, the ability to avoid detection.”
“Can they overtake us?”
“Anything is possible. I’m hoping we’re into the Rincon before they know we’re headed that way. I’m not afraid of battle,” Tarik informed her, “but BioOne isn’t yet matured. She still has weaknesses.”
Shon smiled against his mouth. “We all do.”
Her constant motion on his lap had his dick throbbing. “I think you’re mine now.” He tugged the tie at the front of the tunic, revealing her round, full breasts. He stroked a thumb over the turgid peak, then fondled the soft, smooth
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