Gabriel had been haunted by the last look on Ilana’s face during his entire meeting with the Admiral and her science team. He could barely concentrate as he pulled up the crisis pocket specs. The Admiral’s eyes lit up as the team surrounded his work. Ilana had appeared stricken and distraught before scurrying away along the outer edge of the …
Ilana had no idea what the Admiral could still want with her. Shortly after Gabriel had left, she’d gotten a message from Aria asking her to appear on the top deck at her “earliest convenience” – a phrase Ilana could never quite figure out. Did it mean urgently or not? She decided to make it a priority since delaying an …
Gabriel had to call on every ounce of his willpower to lay his arms still as Ilana moved over him, her breasts brushing his chest. Her face was serious as she hovered over him, the humor that normally brightened her eyes shadowed by a new, more focused intent. He could sense the potential between them, chemistry as combustible as it …
Ilana may have been on her knees but she was driving Gabriel’s world, his body at the mercy of her tongue swirling around his cock. He let out a tortured groan and spread his fingers through the wet hair at the nape of her neck. Ilana enjoyed the pressure as he tightened his grip – encouraging, not overpowering. If anything it …
Gabriel hadn’t realized the ship’s time had grown late until he’d looked up from their conversation and the rest of the dining hall was empty. Their table looked like a war zone, the boat and carcass picked ragged over the course of a couple of hours. Gabriel had come with an appetite but Ilana had kept pace. They stacked all …
Asya guided Ilana and Gabriel to their rooms, taking them through wide, brightly lit corridors and malls busy with foot and hoverboard traffic. “How many people are on this ship?” Ilana asked. “Between staff, families, diplomats and other civilians, just over five thousand.” Asya gestured towards a plaza as Ilana caught the scent of food. She hadn’t realized how hungry …
Gabriel thrummed his fingers on the arm of his chair, his pose deceptively relaxed under the Admiral’s commanding eye. She was sharp – and interested in Elder tech. Gabriel didn’t blame her. Who wasn’t? Whether you loved or hated the idea, everyone had an opinion about whether extra-species technology had a place in human society. The Admiral hadn’t said as much …
Once Gabriel had explained the nature of their situation to the rescue party, Ilana helped coordinate their extraction from inside the bubble. Figuring out the logistics of her own rescue called on every one of her professional skills and then some. The fact that they were exposed to the vacuum of space had complicated the effort. They spoke with Admiral …
Gabriel was glad the woman had the sense to pull away from him when she did. Because all of his sense had clearly left him if he was considering kissing someone he’d just met over the body of a man he’d just killed. Unintentionally killed, but still. He was trying not to think about the attendant and the weight of …
Nothing Ilana had done up to that point in her life had prepared her to fly a small spacecraft into the void of space, and yet here she was. Facing the doors to the outside, now closing fast. “Go, go, go!” Exclaimed her partner in crime, or whatever this was they were doing. But her stomach seized up. Her body …