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He curved in and out of her, his hardness moving deep inside her.

Riv panted, ‘Oh, woman, you’re my paradise.’

She hugged him, thighs tightening on Riv’s hips, holding him closer.

His diamond-hard cock drove deeper into her, panting, body shaking, legs shuddering.

Her body trembled as she came hard, her lower half pumping, seeking relief and pleasure at the same time.

He, too, fell against her, his soul flying, his heart ascending with her.

17

A Taboo Talisman

ZANE

‘Approaching the beacon.’

‘SanteMirage.’

Zane strode from the captain’s ready room and onto the command deck of the Phantasm into a hub of low-humming organization and precision.

He nodded to the Sable Group crew members at their stations in front of enormous monitors on three levels.

On one wall were the mechanisms for science, weapons, and life support functions. The room also boasted a sequence of swivel chairs and control boards with navigational holograms that tracked the cruiser’s movements.

The warship was an amazing vessel—a super-strength showcase of Pegasi’s best space defense technology.

Its lasers and cannons were up to date in all things destructive, while its black exterior and stealth capacities meant it traversed systems without being seen.

An efficient armaments system added to its reputation as a formidable combatant.

The cargo bay held up to ten sizable corvettes and multiple small fighter crafts. It featured an extendable flight deck and hangar for drones capable of targeting enemies independently.

This neo-steel city had been manufactured for speed, and it was home to hundreds of astronauts, soldiers, and medical personnel.

Its interior was glossy with silver chrome and gray finishes maintained by a multitude of robots.

The cabins had everything a spacefarer wished for—a kitchenette, holo screens, private bathrooms, and a library.

Zane walked over to the XO’s chair, where Xion already stood, staring at the high-end camera holo vision of the panorama outside.

It displayed a roiling nebula.

The burly, long-haired Rider acknowledged him with a jerk to his chin. ‘Are you seeing this shit? It’s beyond wild, it’s raging.’

‘Mirage, please give me more to work with,’ Zane murmured.

‘It comprises a series of ion-intense stellar tempests generated by hot stars, churning funnels of glowing substance, and energetic star formation. It covers a massive area over fifty light-years wide, consisting of a roiling haze of ionized hydrogen and pitch-dark clouds.’

He glimpsed more intricate structures through the dense clouds of gas and dust, sensing a bright energy embedded at the centre of the gloomy mass.

One capable of pumping out vast amounts of ionizing ultraviolet radiation that knocks electrons loose from their atoms in the surrounding gaseous mass.

All of a sudden, he felt a burst of pain through his temple.

He groaned and slumped into the captain’s chair as his psionic senses went wild.