Chapter 53
“Let’s see your berth, Captain. Looks like your tool will service me willingly enough.” Dain drew her long fingers across his cock, which strained toward her almost entirely independent of his wants and desires. Almost. His skin craved her touch, his mouth was parched for the liquid of her kiss, his hands itched to fondle her breasts, to seek out those secret places between her legs. Or maybe to close strangling fingers around her throat. Taken and to take, violence and sex, absolute zero of space and the heat within a ship.
“Was this your plan all along, Captain?” Dain grabbed hold of his cock and used it as a leash to pull him toward the racks. “Did you ever have any intention of turning me over to the lawkeepers? Or was I always to be your prize, whenever we fought?”
Galton smirked. “Wouldn’t you like to know what my plans are?” Was she testing him, teasing, or did she honestly not know? He bit at his lip to keep from saying too much.