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Screl shrugged.

“When things are settled, I will pick up some shipping routes. My ship isn’t big, but can still carry a decent load.”

“Routes?” she asked, brows furrowed.

“If I do leave, I promise it won’t be for long,” he said with a smile, trying to reassure her. “And you’re always welcome to join me.”

Lena bit her lip, joy fluttering in her chest at the thought of being near him. She sat down on the floor, crossing her legs as Screl did the same, eyeing her carefully. She supposed it wouldn’t be too difficult to get time off work. Ochin had been more than accommodating since she’d returned to the bar, and she had to wonder if there was some guilt involved for pairing her up with Screl in the first place.

“You know, you could stay in my quarters,” she finally said, shyly meeting his gaze. “When you’re on the station.”

Screl’s grin beamed through the glass window, and it was impossible for her to stop from doing the same.

“I would like that.”

The dependence frightened her, even more so because she knew it went beyond the physical nature of the bonding. Even after all that had happened, she felt comfortable in his presence, enjoyed being around him more than any she’d been intimate with. He made her feel safe, and she knew that he would never abandon her, a thought which was growing increasingly real.

Suddenly, an image popped into her head of her splayed on the bed with metal cuffs restraining her wrists and a certain Thren between her legs. Her cheeks flushed with heat, arousal pooling in her core at the view of Screl at the apex of her thighs, her body bare and presented to him like a gift.

Now he really was grinning like a fool, his eyes glimmering with mischief.

“Just because I can’t touch you doesn’t mean I can’t fuck you.”

His voice was mellow as it floated through her head, the image changing in an instant before she could even respond.

Screl, crawling up the bed and caging her to the mattress, his cocks brushing against her stomach. Then his lips were on her, his tongues giving her a taste of herself before plunging into her mouth and coiling around her own.

Back in the brig, her panties were wet, her jumpsuit entirely too warm as she reached for her zipper.

“Don’t,” the voice in her head said, and she swallowed hard, trying to compose herself. “I’ll give you what you need, little human. I’ll make you come.”

Lena stifled a groan as she closed her eyes, his lower cock plunging into her dripping pussy. It was impossible to know whether it lasted minutes or hours, the fantasy playing through her head like a dream.

Before she knew it, she was orgasming right there in the brig, stifling her cries by biting the sleeve of her jacket. Her panties were soaked, her chest heaving as she opened her eyes to a blissful look from Screl.

“Time’s up!”

The shout from the guard shocked her back to reality, and she brushed herself off as if evidence of the lewd mind encounter was visible in the real world. She stood, giving Screl a wave as the guard stood near the exit with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Will you come back tomorrow, amoreth?” he asked, and it almost broke her that it was even a question.

“Of course, I’ll be here,” she said, leaning close to the glass and lowering her voice to a whisper. “Yavriel.”

Lena’s heart swelled with affection as the guard escorted her out, the image of Screl’s grin bringing her more happiness than she ever thought possible.

INTERLUDE

After everything, she is still mine. My heart is settled, my mind at peace, knowing that we will be together and no one can stop us. Thirty days is nothing compared to a lifetime together, one I will spend with my fated.

CHAPTER 26

The weeks passed quickly between work and visits with Screl, some leading to sultry mind encounters which left Lena’s legs trembling and others that were much more innocent.

Tomorrow was the day; she’d already picked out a special dress to greet Screl in once he was released from the brig, along with a lingerie set she’d purchased from one of the stalls on the promenade.

As she entered her quarters after a long night at Ochin’s, she sighed a deep breath, wondering if she’d even be able to sleep with the excitement ahead. It had been easier over all, her mind more content than it had been in decades, the restless anxiety finally at peace. But knowing that everything would change tomorrow charged her with energy.

In the dark of the room, the skin on the back of her neck prickled, her body tensing and recognizing an invisible threat a moment too late.