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nodded. Her eagerness to see what he was referring to was probably evident in the speed at which she ate. A delicate round of burps emanated from her as she sat and waited for everyone else to finish.
    The music in her mind went from sensual to soothing, calming her from the inside out as she fidgeted.
    When Fixer and Shade said their goodbyes, she smiled warmly and thanked Fixer sincerely.
    The Guardsmen left and she was standing in the middle of the reception area with Orell. She turned on him the moment that the other couple left. "Where is the control centre?"
    He grinned down at her enthusiasm. "We are standing on it. Request it again, but ask to access it this time."
    "Access Control Centre." She jumped and was caught in Orell's arms as a chair and console rose from the floor.
    "It is keyed to your voice and your implants have been taken into account. Feel free to examine the layout, but you only have one hour before we need to speak about a more personal matter." His tone was implacable, but his expression was indulgent. "Now, go and play."
    She chuckled and made a beeline for the control seat, plugging the jacks into her ports the moment that she found them. Raine settled into the chair and let her mind run through the system checks and finally into the weapon stations themselves.
    She whistled low and long. "Three hundred weapons?"
    "I wanted to be prepared for anything."
    She counted and did checks on the weapon stations. "Two hundred fifty are still operational, the other fifty require hefty repair."
    She could see him, though her eyes overlaid the display on his features. He was sitting across from her, beyond the control station. His entering notes into a data pad and handing it off to Tvoro reinforced his casual attitude. Apparently, even with few if any guests, there was still administration to be carried out.
    "Oh." She found the satellites that measured the local system for unusual activity. With just a little bit of tweaking, she managed to work her way into the relay station. "Wow."
    A cleared throat tried to get her attention and when she refused to stop playing, a power reduction pulled her back to the control centre. She rubbed her eyes and glared up at Orell, "Spoilsport."
    "I gave you three hours. Now it is time for our little discussion." He helped her uncouple her implants, then lifted her to her feet.
    Returning to her body always gave her a rush of sensation and having even the minimal contact with him was enough to start a pulse in her core. Flustered, she tried to pull her hands from his, but he tugged her to him and with her body flush against his, she had an interest, but it was not in his discussion.
    "Come with me. What we have to discuss is not for the staff to hear." He tucked her hand on his arm and they walked out into the afternoon light.
    "How long was I in there? I remember getting up just after dawn or so." She looked up at the sun and blinked in surprise.
    "Fixer had you in her clutches for three hours, our lunch took two hours and then you locked down into the control centre for three hours. You have had a busy day." His tone was light, but the music in her mind was sober.
    She chuckled and he swung her into his arms, the impact of their bodies shocking her out of her amusement. He lifted her up, his arms wrapping around her as he brought his lips to hers. This kiss was all about possession and not about convincing her to give in.
    Music swelled in her mind and she wrapped her legs around his hips for balance as she threaded her fingers into his hair for a better grip. The music took on a rhythm that she matched with her hips, rocking her clit against him until she gasped and stiffened in his arms.
    She felt wind rush all around her and it wasn't until she pulled free of his intoxicating kiss that she noticed that they were airborne.

    Chapter Six
    Raine was conflicted. On one hand, she was aroused and eager. On the other hand, she was in the grip of a winged man and flying out over