Page 33 of Kai (Alpha Heroes #13)

He wasn’t perfect. This only made him more real to me. We both had ghosts in our pasts. The lust between us was intense. We’d gorged on one another until we’d each reached our pleasure. The connection between us had solidified.

To think I’d once thought I was frigid…

Kai had debunked the notion several times already.

I wanted to debunk it in full. Even now, my need for him suffocated me.

It kept me and my pussy in a perpetually boiling state.

Heat wafted from my pores as potent as the crisp notes of soap and shampoo that scented my body.

The bedsheets entrapped the scent, steamed it, multiplied it. I breathed it in, longing for relief.

Kai had also debunked my theory that men knew nothing about a woman’s body and that no one could induce pleasure on a creature as resistant to maleness as I was.

He knew how to pleasure me. He’d proved it.

His tongue, lips, and fingers worked as a team to make me oblivious to everything except my pleasure and him.

And yet, my problem remained. What I wanted the most? What I needed?

It hadn’t happened… yet.

The mere thought of him thrusting inside of me had me squeezing my thighs. I needed a vibrator right now. It was a shame that my sisters had overlooked packing one. Or perhaps they’d omitted it on purpose to aid me with my lust connection.

“Thena, Missy, we’re going to have a long talk when I get back,” I murmured in the darkness. “Well, I still have my hand, bitches.”

It was manual override for me.

I closed my eyes and massaged my fingers over my high-strung clit. I tried for a little while, but my touch felt hollow compared to his. Shit . He’d ruined me for all fingers, including my own.

I gave up on my lame attempt. It wasn’t going anywhere. If he’d pleased me so much with only his hands and mouth, imagine what he could do with his dick. But no. Oh, no. That damned shield had gone down, making sure I felt him knocking at my pussy’s door even though he didn’t come in.

I had to solve my problem.

I’d welcomed the man’s attentions and showed my appreciation for his assets—his phenomenal body; his big, amazing dick; his passion, kindness, smarts, and strength. I’d been so close to something new, something… hopeful.

Tomorrow would bring new opportunities. At least I hoped so.

If the NWO didn’t find us and if we survived the night.

I knew Kai would fix the shield’s power problem, and since I’d been manning the watch, I also knew that, as terrifying as our shield’s failure episode was, Kai had acted fast enough that we hadn’t caught our enemies’ attention.

I was determined to bring my lust to an end. Maybe if I fucked Kai, I’d get this terrible need out of my system. Perhaps if I rode him until I was cross-eyed from pleasure and unable to walk, I could get over this. Whatever the hell “this” was.

Staring at the ceiling, cradling my head in my hands, I considered my options.

I wasn’t blind. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

I’d asked him to come to my bed to make sure he got some rest. He deserved his rest, but now I had an ulterior motive.

I wanted to be ready when he woke up tomorrow morning.

I was going to prove or disprove our lust connection by exhausting his lust and mine.

Once I committed, I was hardcore.

I shot up from the bed, marched to the wardrobe, and rummaged through the few neatly piled garments on the shelves.

The clothes my sisters had packed were mostly utilitarian, but I’d spotted a little something that could work for what Affie liked to call “a sexy surprise.” It just had to be skimpy enough to do the job.

Then I was going to have a good rest, and let him find me dressed for fun in the morning after he woke up.

I’d just added seduction to tomorrow’s schedule.

***

Kai

It took me a few more hours to finish the installation, re-initialize the shield’s systems, and test the batteries.

Only when I was sure the system was working at a hundred percent did I make my way out of the engine room.

It was long past midnight. I rinsed off the sweat, grime, and grease in the outdoor shower.

After all, I’d promised Cece I would sleep in her bed.

Hours ago, I’d overheard the shower going in Cece’s berth.

After that, silence. If all went well, I was looking forward to waking up next to her.

I had just finished getting into my old sweats and a T-shirt when my Tak’s alarm purred on the table.

A glance at the small monitor showed me a new threat approaching Serenity at a good clip.

What the fuck?

Tapping an icon on my screen, I made sure all the lights were off, then got to work.

I needed another shitshow like I needed a round to the liver.

The shield was holding, and my radars showed the NWO’s boats were stationary for the night, and yet there was always a chance the guys had missed a boat somewhere.

Sweeping my eyes over the cove and beyond the reef, I saw nothing but undisturbed water and the clear night sky.

And yet I knew trouble was coming my way.

I strapped my Tak back on my forearm, grabbed my weapon, and climbed over the gunwales.

I took cover behind the surfboard fastened to the back of the toy deck, monitoring the threat on my screen.

Bracing my Spear, I tucked my carbine against my shoulder and pressed it against my cheek.

Safety off, finger hovering on the trigger, I waited in full readiness.

Anyone trying to get to Cece would have to survive me.