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special shot with nanites, designed to prevent pregnancy and disease in Nexian women. He’d thoroughly researched everything he could about her in his ship’s database, and since he was a Regulator, he’d had similar vaccinations for the prevention of diseases, mandatory to make port on New Xiera. Nothing but curled toes and mind-blowing orgasms could result in their time together. “ So why not ?” asked his pecker, daring him to deny what he wanted.
    Not one excuse came to mind, though he was certain a million existed.
    “Well…?” she whispered against his cock, giving it a flick with the tip of her tongue.
    Seth growled. Bad idea. But gods…. No sane man would stop. He no longer cared who he was with and that they were on the opposite sides of the law. What she was doing with her mouth was indescribable.
    “Nothing to say?” She took him in her mouth again and slid up and down. In and out, she fucked him with her lips.
    “No. Don’t. Stop.” He could barely spit the words out. Every syllable had been a struggle, stuck on his tongue, and came out more like a groan than anything fluent. He’d heard of oral sex, had never engaged in the questionable practice, and realized how fucking stupid he’d been to lean toward propriety. He’d always led by example and made sure every action, witnessed or not, wasn’t something that would embarrass the League. No respectable Fleet officer would be engaged in this kind of activity, especially with a suspected criminal, and he’d always followed a strict code of conduct.
    Idiot .
    He’d no idea what he’d missed by listening to them. Until now. “Where did you learn…?” Gods ! She sucked harder in response and then lightly scraped his vein with her teeth as she slid up to the head of his cock. He couldn’t take much more. If she didn’t ease up, he’d come in her mouth.
    On and on it went. Sucking, swallowing, and killing him an inch at a time. She focused on the head, driving him mad with her lips and tongue. He wanted deeper, needed deeper.
    Fuck it . His hands slid into her hair and he arched, driving into her mouth. She took it as some kind of cue to mouth-fuck him harder, and proceeded to do just that. A pressure built in his balls. Tighter, harder. Her hand cupped his sack and massaged while the other stroked up and down.
    No one should be able to do this, take him to the edge of a precipice and watch him willingly dive off into oblivion, but she had. He’d lost all control and no matter how bad he wanted to be the one in charge, he’d no strength, or desire, to fight it.
    Then she slipped a finger in his ass and stroked his prostrate. Fucking gods ! Jolts fired in every direction from his pelvis, shooting to the tips of his fingers and toes. Cum exploded from his cock into the back of her throat. Heat rolled through him in a ball of fire, yet she continued to suck, drinking him in. He fisted the covers and groaned. She didn’t let up. She kept sucking and swallowing until he thought he’d pass out from the pleasure. When she’d drained him, she pulled away and looked up at him. Smiling like the devil.
    “Gods, that was incredible.” A little cum trickled down his cock with one final pulse, the only bit that didn’t make it into her mouth.
    “Just wait for the encore,” she whispered. The all too familiar sound of a laser powering up, brought him back to reality. He patted his thigh holster, now conveniently empty. “Are you going to shoot me?”
    She cocked her head, and swung a pair of his cuffs back and forth, the same pair that had been on his holster next to his laser. “Should I?”
     
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    Okay, maybe he should have let her shoot him . Seth yanked on the cuffs that linked him to the solid iron headboard. The last thing he was inclined to do was explain to anyone how he’d found himself cuffed to the damned bed, his pants down around his knees, with his ball-sack glued to his thigh by dried cum. And when he didn’t contact his