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them for so long that Allie briefly wondered if she should shake him. Her skin tingled with need, but she forced herself to wait, to make him come to her. His eyes dropped to the curve of her lips, and she saw the desire register in his eyes, the hunger that had been plain there since they first met. They were drawn to each other, and it was more than physical; Allie wondered if they’d been pulled together by fate. If every step she’d taken had been leading up to this moment, then what harm could taking this step be? She heard a faint hum , and she shivered as the sound slithered across her skin.
    Viseer stood abruptly and spoke without looking at either of them. “I’m finished.”
    Araimeer twisted around and looked at the engine, blue eyes moving frantically as they examined the teleporter. “It’s ready for the stone?”
    Viseer nodded. “As soon as we can get it.”
    Araimeer turned back to Allie and swallowed, hard. She could see him forming excuses, but she could also see him fighting to beat those excuses into the ground; he clenched his fists and groaned, shaking his head of shaggy brown hair in frustration.
    “Viseer?”
    Viseer sighed. “I think it’s the only way, Araimeer. She’s right. We have to get out of here.”
    Araimeer nodded, excitement plain on his face. “But what are we going to do afterward?”
    Viseer smiled and turned to Araimeer, his brown eyes twinkling as he started to unclasp his robe. “Oh, we’ll figure something out.”
    Araimeer looked surprised, but he laughed softly and watched  Viseer’s robe fall to his feet, revealing a slim body built like a swimmer’s—all broad shoulders and narrow waist, muscled thighs and long calves. Allie shivered, her eyes moving down his body to rest between his legs and at the patch of curly black hair surrounding his member.
    This is going so fast, she thought, and when she looked back at Araimeer, he was standing and pushing his robe to the sea floor, too. His body was wider, more powerfully built, and a shock of ginger curls surrounded his long, thick shaft. Allie felt a rush of moisture between her legs, and her breath started to quicken.
    Araimeer held out a hand. “Come on. We’ll be gentle.”
    Viseer was smiling faintly at her as Araimeer began to unzip her suit, peeling it away from her slim shoulders as he pressed gentle kisses into her back. “Are you okay with this?” Viseer asked, and his voice was filled with desire. “Both of us at the same time?”
    Allie was taken aback, both by his question and the urgency in his voice. She saw how much he’d been holding himself back from her, then; his grouchiness really had been a front. Araimeer hands were on her hips now, and his lips were brushing across the bare skin of her round ass. She nodded at Viseer, and he moved forward and kissed her, one hand wrapped around the base of his erection as his tongue gently massaged hers.
    Allie leaned into the kiss, thrusting her right breast forward into Viseer’s hand as he cupped her flesh and ran his thumb across her nipple. She let out a soft moan and moved his hand away from his shaft, wrapping her own hand around his thickness to gently tug on the base.
    Araimeer pulled her to her hands and knees, and Viseer followed, leaning his head back and closing his eyes, his mouth slack with pleasure as Allie stroked him toward his climax. She watched in awe as streaks of gold started to appear on his muscles, flashing in the light of the dome, and she was overcome by how beautiful he was; the next moment, her focus was stolen by the feeling of Araimeer gripping her waist and pressing himself against her slick opening.
    Allie gasped and threw her head back, catching a glimpse of Araimeer’s lustful gaze as he thrusted himself inside her from behind, filling her body with a pleasure so intense that her legs weakened. Allie bent forward on her hands, and Araimeer gripped her waist as he thrust against her, his breath coming hard and heavy as