Chapter 21

AVA

We take Koza’s personal vessel to where he is traveling for his official Coalition visit, the one on record and highly publicized that provides us a well-documented alibi. Koza spends the day walking the grounds of the newest military training center, giving his expert advice and pointing out recommendations for improvements.

I follow dutifully behind the group, my head lowered demurely with my hands clasped loosely in front of me, but my brain is running a mile a minute with what’s to come.

Koza seems to find this pretty routine, and not even remotely difficult, but my excitement at being involved is palpable. It feels so good to actually be doing something important after months of simply existing in that house. Koza assures me that my presence provides a good excuse for him disappearing for extended periods of time.

It may not be much, but it’s something only I can do. I know there has to be more I can offer, but I don’t want to throw off what Koza already has in motion. Still, the thought of him doing this alone eats at me.

After the evening meal, Koza takes me back to our rooms. Zynett guards the room to our door like nothing is amiss, while we sneak out a service hall.

We take a smaller, unregistered vessel to a trading town on the other side of the planet, where Koza is meeting a rebel contact who will carry the information I brought to the bar to the main rebel base. He will meet the contact, and I will stay on the ship.

Koza is handling this transfer since it’s only one step removed from the rebel headquarters. He doesn’t want to take any chances.

The chip contains the blueprints of the High Commander’s top five strongholds, as well as possible weak points, entrance and exit points, and guard rotations.

Koza’s batchmate Ryden, who runs the rebel base, is the mastermind behind their strategies. The information we bring back will be used to plan a number of attacks.

The flight is an hour each way, and as soon as the handoff is done, we will fly back and sneak into our room. No one should be the wiser.

Koza sets the autopilot and then takes me to the single-bunk room, where he has my dress off and his tongue between my legs before the ship has even finished taking off.

I squeal and try to push his head away after he goes in again before my second orgasm has even faded.

“No, it’s too much, I can’t,” I tell him, panting as he rises to his knees and looks me over.

He cocks his head and gives me a small grin, the one where his teeth poke out and he looks truly happy.

“Oh, I think you can, little one,” he tells me in a low voice. He strokes his cock slowly, almost lazily, as his eyes scan my naked body.

“Take me with you,” I blurt out, my body tensing. It’s an absurd ask, I know. He’s more than capable of protecting himself, but I’m just as desperate to protect him as I am for his next touch.

The wicked gleam in Koza’s eyes fades as he frowns and starts to shake his head. I sit up and catch his chin in my hand, forcing him to look at me.

“You don’t have to do this alone.” My heart races. I may only be his slave in name, but I’m not sure I have the right to ask this of him. His jaw tightens under my fingers.

“It’s too dangerous,” he whispers.

“Let me help you,” I say each word carefully, willing him to understand the intensity coursing through me.

~Maybe that bonding goes both ways~. The thought of losing him is too much to unpack in this moment.

The silence between us grows heavy and I suspect Koza is searching for a way to let me down easy.

“At least let me be backup, or a lookout. I’m already here—and I’m the one that got the chip.”

He shakes his head and kisses my thumb. “That handoff was still risky. If it had not been me you were meant to meet… This handoff is too perilous for any other rebel but myself.”

Defiance prickles through me. Maybe the orgasms have gone to my head.

“I picked up that chip without tipping anyone off.” I drop my hand from his chin and give him my serious face. ~And~ I hid it in ~your~ house for days without you or Olean knowing.

That last part may be a bit of a stretch, but the truth is the truth: they didn’t know about or find the chip. I resist the temptation to enjoy the shock in Koza’s eyes.

“This is different,” he insists.

“Which is why I’m only going to be a lookout.” I roll my eyes. “If I can really do what I please with my time, then I want to spend the next few hours helping you on your mission.” ~Helping other slaves.~

Koza tenses above me. His thoughts and fears race across his handsome face.

I bite the inside of my lip. This is pushy and dangerous and what I truly want. It only feels a little icky to use his own words against him here. The tortured look on his face doesn’t make this any easier, but I won’t back down.

“I’m safe with you,” I whisper. “Let me keep you safe too.”

He balls up the sheets in his fists and studies me for a few heartbeats. Finally, he blows out a breath that tickles my cheeks. The tension in his body uncoils as he sighs.

“All right, little one, you win.”

I smile and kiss him. I want to wrap my arms around him, to have him pressed against me, but I’m spent from all my pleasure and flop back on the bed. I wave my hand toward his lower half, still trying to catch my breath.

“Do whatever you want, it’s your turn. I’ve reached my orgasm limit. I’m just gonna lie here for a minute.”

He grins and crawls over me, bracing his hands on either side of my shoulders to hover over where I lie tangled in the sheets.

“And you will stay still the whole time, Ava?” he asks, his tone light and playful.

“Yep. Do what you want. I’m too tired to move.”

“Hmm,” he rumbles, kissing his way down my neck and between my breasts. He continues down my stomach, licking into the indent of my belly button.

I squawk at the intrusion and squirm, but he swats my outer thigh lightly with his tail. “No moving, little Ava,” he chastises.

He kisses his way back up, scraping his teeth lightly over each nipple, before meeting my mouth in a gentle kiss.

I can feel his cock, wet with precum, nudging at my entrance moments before he thrusts himself inside me with one powerful movement.

My mouth opens under his in a silent scream of pleasure as he fills me. He continues to move in and out of me with powerful thrusts, while kissing and teasing my mouth so gently.

The duality is erotic, and mind-blowing, and after a dozen thrusts, I forget all promises of not moving. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I try to take him even deeper. He allows the movement this time, and we reach our peaks together.