by Cyna Kade
generous opportunity here and don’t forget that Gage put his career on the line to get you this opportunity,” David said before he walked out.
*
Two hours later Gage entered the cabin. Tamara looked at him. He looked defeated.
Where was the proud, confident man Tamara knew?
“Tamara I’m sorry I didn’t tell you everything right from the beginning,” he said in a soft, conciliatory voice, “but I need an answer. Will you be part of this?”
Tamara wanted to refuse. She wanted to tell Gage to throw her in jail. He was a cop!
The revelation still battered her mind. How could she have missed the signs? The
knowledge seemed to twist in her mind and stun her into inaction. How could he be a cop?
She thought back and reluctantly accepted that it made sense now that she knew
the truth. When they’d pulled jobs together, Gage had never hurt any innocents. That fact alone set him apart from other pirates she’d known. She had to trust him. What else could she do? She wouldn’t give in easily though.
“I have some conditions. First, I don’t ever want to enter that room again,” she said pointing to Gage’s jail room. “Second, you will not chain or rope or otherwise use any restraints on me.” She nearly stumbled as a vivid image of how Gage saw Tamara when she was tied up flashed into her mind. Where had that come from? She dismissed it and shook off the effects.
Gage agreed with qualifications. “I won’t lock you up unless you agree. We really
don’t want to cut ourselves off from sexual exploration do we? I know you don’t believe me right now but a touch of pain can greatly enhance your pleasure. Now it’s my turn,”
Gage said as he walked close to her and cradled her face. “Remember what I said?”
“You’ve said a lot of things.”
“On the luxury cruiser. I told you that you were mine. I was serious. We belong
together. I’m not going to let you leave. I’m not going to let Space Command throw you into jail.”
Tamara stilled at the intensity of Gage’s words. He was serious. The realization
should have sent her fleeing, instead she felt a smile growing. “That works both ways. If I’m yours, you’re mine,” she said.
“Always, darling.”
About time.
Gage laughed. “We’d like a little privacy, Fakzi.”
Tamara felt as if some giant hand had released its grip on her emotions. She went to Gage and circled his waist. She laid her head on his back. He was so strong. Yet in the past few days he’d shown her a side of himself she’d never seen before. No matter that he’d withheld his identity. She understood his reasons for doing so even if she didn’t
agree with them. She felt freed from her distrust of Gage. She wanted this man and she needed to help him, to prove that she cared about him.
Gage swung her around so they faced each other.
Tamara placed her palms on Gage’s chest. She kneaded his muscles like a contented
cat. Her cunt was damp and she felt empty and achy. Sexual desire. So that’s what it felt like. Gage tipped her face and leaned down to kiss her. His hands moved to her butt and he lifted her up so he could deepen the kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist and felt his cock leap toward her. They had way too many clothes on.
She broke the kiss enough to whisper into his mouth. “Bedroom.”
“My thoughts exactly,” he said and he carried her to the bed.
He laid her down and flipped her onto her belly. “Stay there,” he said.
She raised her head and looked back over her shoulder, tracking his movements.
With a swift motion, he stood and stripped off his tunic and pants. He stood at the edge of the bed for a long moment, starring down at her while her eyes roamed his naked body. He was more beautiful than she’d ever imagined a man could be.
Gage’s hair was ruffled and a day-old beard shadowed his perfect mouth. Well—
defined muscles lined his shoulders, arms and chest, his perfect abdomen. She knew
how hard his muscles felt. His cock stood proudly away from his body making his
desire for her clear and unambiguous.
She finally raised her eyes back to his. Her face flamed when she realized he’d been watching her gaze at him.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen desire in your eyes. Do you have any idea how erotic that is, to know that you want me?” He climbed into bed next to her and proceeded to undress her. When she tried to touch him, he said, “No. Stay still.”
Once they were both naked, he lay on top of her. She felt his cock at her entrance.
She arched back but he stayed just out of range. Then the kisses started. His first kiss was at the base of her neck. He worked his way down her spine. Each kiss light and
quick, barely touching her skin. She shivered. Again she tried to reach back to touch him.
“No, darling. Keep your hands here,” he said as he placed her hands near her head.
“If you can’t keep them there, the chains are still around here somewhere.”
The words made her consider deliberately disobeying him. His games never hurt.
She finally accepted that fact and was ready for more.
Gage went back to kissing her. At the bottom of her spine, he paused to massage
her buttocks. His hands were large enough to cup them, one side in each hand. He
pressed with his fingertips and circled as he stroked. By that time, Tamara was
dripping. She needed him. She needed his cock buried deeply inside. “Gage, fuck me,”
she demanded.
“Oh, darling, so impatient. I’m not done playing.” He lay between her legs so he
could kiss one side of her inner thigh and then the other—trailing kisses, interspersed with quick licks. Tamara’s muscles twitched under his talented mouth. At her ankles, he again interrupted the kisses so he could massage her feet. His touch was on the edge of being too hard. It felt wonderful. Where was he going to go when he finished her feet?
She wasn’t prepared for him to flip her onto her back. And the kisses started again.
This time he went up her legs until he reached the vee of her thighs. “Yes,” she moaned.
“Please kiss me.”
Gage chuckled. “Not yet. You made me wait for years. You can wait now.”
Tamara reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair. She tightened her
grip. “Please, Gage, now.”
“Such a greedy thing you’ve turned into. I’m not ready yet.” He reached under the
bed. Then he pulled her hands out of his hair and in a quick motion he chained her
wrists. Tamara tried to kick her legs but Gage had already moved on top of her and his weight held her down. He tilted his head and smiled at her. “Mine.”
She smiled and said, “Yes.”
“You interrupted my trip,” he said. He bent his head and nipped at her lower lip. “I still want to finish.” He kissed her chin and moved down her chest. Using his hands he pushed her breasts together so he could kiss both nipples. Tamara arched nearly off the bed as the electric feeling moved from her nipples to her cunt. Her head lolled back and she surrendered all thought as she sank into the sheer physical storm Gage was generating.
It seemed like forever that Gage worshiped her body. He finally spread her legs.
She felt his cock hanging heavily against her thigh but that wasn’t where she wanted it.
She squirmed and smiled up at Gage’s laughing blue eyes. He shifted a little, and with one quick fast hard stroke, he filled her.
His hard cock slammed into her and Tamara felt nothing but excitement. His cock
penetrated until it could go no farther. Tamara struggled to assimilate her feelings. She felt full and empty at the same time. Her vagina rippled around his cock and she couldn’t tell whether she was trying to expel it or pull it deeper. Gage slid his arms un
der her shoulders and pulled her tightly against his chest. There was no space between them.
His body engulfed hers. His hand moved to a breast and his fingers captured a
nipple, tweaking it almost to the point of pain. The sensation added to her excitement and she tried to move her hips but he kept her pinned to the bed. Not being able to move should have freaked her out. But her fear had vanished under Gage’s careful tutelage. She could let her emotions run free because she trusted him to give her
pleasure, not pain.
His hard body crushed her soft one but nothing hurt, instead Tamara moaned and
nearly screamed at him to fuck her. She wanted more. She needed something more.
Luckily, Gage knew what she needed. He kept his cock buried deep inside her while he rocked his pelvis against her clit.
The pressure built until she thought she’d explode then she smiled. She would
explode for him but not just yet. The idea that sex could be pleasurable was still a new shiny toy she wanted to play with. “Don’t stop,” she moaned.
“I’ve no intention of stopping, darling, but I want you on your stomach.”
“What—”
Gage flipped her so fast she wasn’t sure how he’d done it. All she knew was that
she was now on her stomach. Gage pulled her hips up and he slammed home into her
cunt. He moved so fast she lost all track of time and place. She fixated on his cock pumping in and out of her cunt. He was so hard and so warm, his chest to her back. He circled his arm under her breasts and placed his other hand on her abdomen. He pressed her abdomen tightly when his cock was at the deepest point. The sensation of pressure from inside and outside her body sent her screaming and soaring at the same time he shot his semen deep inside her.
*
The next day Gage described his plan. “We’ve planted rumors about the holovas.
Simon has responded anonymously but we know it’s him. He and Randall both know
you’ll be there too.”
“They’ll be anxious to get the holovas and me, won’t they?” Tamara swallowed
hard. She wasn’t thrilled by the idea of seeing either man again.
“It’s dangerous but I’ll make sure you’re safe, darling.”
“Gage, I’ve already agreed to help you. Don’t talk me out of it by telling me how
dangerous it is.”
He reached out and captured her. He gave her a quick kiss then said, “I love your
spirit.”
“Let’s just capture these bastards. They’ve haunted me for long enough.”
Chapter Twelve
Two days later, Tamara watched Gage’s capable hands as he piloted the ship into
the cave system on Deliverance. She flashed on the memory of those hands doing things to her body. She swallowed hard. Now wasn’t the time for her hormones to go into overdrive. The coming mission would be dangerous. She needed to focus. She shoved
aside the memories and looked out the viewport.
Why had Gage chosen this meeting place? Deliverance was named by early settlers
who’d thought they’d found sanctuary on a green, thriving world. They hadn’t realized that once every hundred years the planet passed through a storm of comets that scoured the surface. Some of the settlers had been saved by the network of caves just beneath the surface of the planet. Now the planet and the cave system were largely deserted. It was a favorite pirate rendezvous because of its isolation.
As if in defiance, the cavern system swallowed the lights from the shuttle. Even
their most powerful torches barely lit their way. Tamara tried to shove aside her anxiety as she watched Gage fly through the system far too fast for her comfort.
Tamara’s discomfort increased as Gage parked the shuttle in a large cavern and
they walked out. Why had she let Gage talk her in to helping him? No reward was
worth this hell because not only was the cave black, the rock walls seemed to reach out toward her as if they would capture and swallow her. The tunnel they walked through was narrow. She couldn’t avoid brushing the rough rocks that snagged her shirt. She knew by the end of this her clothes would be torn and tattered. And the heat seemed to sap her will. It was a dry heat but that didn’t mitigate the stifling temperature that seemed to soar from the depths. It must be over a hundred degrees. Tamara had spent her life on climate-controlled space stations and spaceships. The unrelenting heat seemed alive as it bore down on her.
They reached the entrance to the meeting place. Their sensors showed no life so
Gage and Tamara entered the cave to wait. They were taken by surprise when a laser
shot came from the dimmest recess of the cave. Before Tamara or Gage could move,
Simon and ten of his crew appeared in front of them. His laser pistol held steady and it was pointed directly at Gage’s chest. Gage and Tamara froze.
“Where did you get a cloaking device?” Gage asked.
Simon laughed. “I have powerful friends.” He shifted his gaze to Tamara. “Hello,
Tamara is it now? It’s been a challenge to keep up with your name changes,” he said, eerily echoing Gage’s comment about her name changes.
Simon continued, “You’ve a good identity guy to make you all of those credentials.
I’ll have his name before I’m through with you.” Tall and skinny, Simon shouldn’t have appeared threatening, even when holding a laser pistol but his eyes made up for his lack of physicality. His dark eyes had no depth. They seemed to swallow light like a black hole. Simon motioned Tamara closer, “Come here, Tamara. It’s been too long since I touched you.”
“Kill me,” she replied and stayed by Gage’s side.
“No. I’ll kill him,” Simon said as he fired at Gage.
Gage’s quick movement saved him from the killing blow but the laser grazed his
side. He was thrown off his feet and landed hard, cracking his head against a rock.
Tamara moved toward Gage but Simon moved faster and grabbed her arm. “Oh no,
Tamara. He’s done for. You’re all mine now.”
Tamara looked at Gage lying so still and for a moment she thought he was already
dead. Then she saw his chest rise and fall. Not much but enough to let her know he was alive. She had to help him but to do that she needed to take care of Simon. She swallowed her fear and turned. Simon kept a firm grip on her upper arm. The laser gun was pointed at her belly. Clearly he didn’t trust her. She supposed she didn’t blame him for the mistrust. He knew she didn’t want to be with him. She had to end this quickly.
How? His crew members had spread out. She wouldn’t be able to escape them all but
she had to try. She’d use Simon’s weakness for sex against him.
Tamara shifted her pelvis so it pressed against Simon. The motion pressed the laser gun hard into her. She ignored it as she swallowed her nausea. She had to do this. It was the only way. She squirmed a little, tilted her face to look up at Simon, and smiled.
He smiled down at her. His arrogance evident, he asked, “Decided I’m the better
pirate?”
“Obviously, since you’re standing and he’s not. I have missed you Simon. I was
wrong to have left you,” Tamara whispered, her voice husky.
Simon lowered the pistol and circled his arm around her waist, pulling her into his chest. “Yes you were wrong,” he said before bending his head to take her mouth in a hard, cruel kiss.
Tamara fought her memories of how he’d held her helpless and defeat threatened
to overwhelm her. She stiffened her spine. If she didn’t fight him, she’d become his toy again and that wasn’t going to happen now that she knew what passion should feel like.
Tamara swallowed her revulsion as she reached into her pocket. The knife wasn’t
much but if she could only get it in the right place, it would be enough.
She inwardly focused on
Gage and what he made her feel and taught her she
deserved, instead of what Simon’s actions. That sure knowledge allowed her to
minimize what Simon was doing. Her breasts should be treated gently, not groped. Her mouth should be caressed, not crushed. She mentally shoved aside Simon’s cruelties and managed to remove the knife. With a quick motion, she shoved it into his groin.
She knew by the feel of the knife entering his body that she’d missed the cock she’d been aiming for.
He pulled back from her, a startled expression on his face before he dropped to his knees. She’d hit his femoral artery. Blood sprayed along the ground and covered her too. He fell facedown in the dirt, a blank look on his face. In just moments he was truly
gone. He’d never hurt her again. She grabbed the pistol from Simon’s hand and sought shelter behind a rock outcropping.
Tamara was on her knees, her head bent. What now? She’d never killed a man
before despite what the authorities thought about her father’s death. She looked at Simon’s lifeless form and bit back the nausea. He didn’t deserve her guilt. She’d seen him kill too many people and he’d shot Gage. Gage! She yanked her mind out of her life-and-death struggle to look over to where Gage still lay on the ground.
Before she moved to check on him she cautiously looked over the rocks. Where was
Simon’s crew? She’d expected a laser shot by now. She peeked over the rocks. The
crewmen had disappeared. Where had they gone? Were they using the cloaking device
to wait for her to expose herself or were they sneaking up on her even now?
A tunnel at her back beckoned. She didn’t have to stay there. She could be free. The shuttle was ready and waiting. David would come down and get Gage. She could leave.
Tamara wanted to run. Her heart pounded and her muscles tensed. She was just about
to run when she saw Gage move his hand. She still didn’t know how badly he was hurt but if she left now, she’d be leaving him to almost certain death. Much as she wanted to find safety, she couldn’t leave Gage alone and hurt.