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heavy with tech, but it was the shadow that caused the issues. Being robed in darkness also had a psychological effect on those testifying. It freaked them out.
    Truanic resumed his normal appearance, but his fatigue was visible in his eyes. “I believe that I am going to rest. How long until our next assignment?”
    “Four days of travel. It is one system over so no jumps.”
    He finished his cup of tea in one long draught and got to his feet. He was gone seconds later.
    Jayd recognised a good idea when she heard one. She put the tea paraphernalia into the cleanser and headed to her room. It was time for a crappy night’s sleep.
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Jayd closed her eyes and saw the weeping faces of the victims every time. Finally, she sat up, slipped on a robe and left her quarters.
    The door to Truanic’s room was open and she peeked inside. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.
    “Are you all right?”
    He looked up at her, his red eyes tired. “I can’t sleep.”
    She walked up to him and put her hands on his shoulders. “Neither can I. Can you think of an alternate activity?”
    “I thought you said that you weren’t up for this kind of relationship.” His hands slid over her waist and undid the tie holding the fabric together.
    She sighed when he slid his hand into the part of her clothing.
    “This isn’t a relationship, this is sleep therapy.”
    His tired face suddenly was overtaken with heated amusement as he pressed his hand to her back and pulled her into the vee made by his legs. “It’s a good starting point.”
    He threaded a hand through her hair and pulled her head to kiss, kissing her ravenously.
    Heat took over the fatigue and she pressed him back, crawling over him, rubbing her breasts and belly against his chest and the thin barrier of bunched sheet that separated them.
    She ran her hands over his chest; the texture of his skin was heated velvet with a soft nap of fur that she only guessed at when she first saw him. His chest abraded her skin as she rocked back and forth urgently, her body’s pulse was strong and she was slick enough to take whatever he had to offer.
    She heard her sighs and moans, and while her hands were roaming all over him, his were stroking every curve and was doing something with his nails on her back that was driving her wild.
    He traced designs into her skin, and it caused her to shiver uncontrollably in his arms. She heard a soft laugh as her skin’s sensitivity went into overdrive.
    Her tongue slid along his and she continued to rock against him. She tilted her hips to grind her clit against him. She felt desperate for release but doing it herself felt like cheating.
    He reached between them and pulled the fabric away. His erection was hard, thick, and when she palmed it, it was silkier than the rest of him.
    He groaned and put his fingers over hers, guiding her. She eased him into her wet heat and he gasped while she moaned as the first few inches slid in, and she tilted her hips to let her take the rest.
    She sat up on him, her hands flat on his belly. With her knees to either side of his hips, she barely had enough height to rock on him, but what little motion she had was devoted to circling her hips against him.
    He stroked her breasts, using the tips of his fingers to scratch her lightly across her breasts, down her ribs and belly and back up again. The shaking and shuddering grew in her body until her body quivered from the inside out and she was moaning until she lost her breath.
    Truanic gripped her hips and rolled with her until she was under him, and then he pulled out of her, flipping her again until she was on her belly. He parted her thighs and slid into her again, rocking her against the sheets with low strokes of his hips.
    She felt the texture of his skin against her back and she gripped the sheets on either side of her head as he thrust and retreated. Her senses were dazed, and when he groaned