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hurt. Then her out-of-practice cunt relaxed, accepted him, embraced him, and the edge of almost-too-much transmuted itself into just enough. Stuffed, but sweetly stuffed.
    For a second, if that, they held still, getting used to the feel of each other. Then he began to pound into her, and she worked back with each hard thrust, using thighs and hips and ass muscles, rolling her hips, contracting her inner muscles as best she could around his huge, sweet shaft.
    What was up with the alley filling with stars? No, her eyes were closed. It was just sparks from screwing her lids so tightly as her whole body started to clench.
    One agile wingtip flicked between her legs, stiff yet silky feathers brushing her engorged clit, and she flew into space with Drax’s strong wings supporting her.
    He cried out something she couldn’t understand, thrust even deeper a few times, and filled her with his come. It seemed hotter than a human’s, just like his skin was, or maybe it only felt that way because he’d made her so nuclear. In any case, his explosion triggered more contractions, more waves of insane pleasure.
    What brought her back to herself was the sound of the Fiero passing the alley by. She slumped against the wall, half in relief, half in pure boneless exhaustion, and Drax slumped with her.
    “That,” he whispered, “may have been the craziest daredevil stunt I’ve ever pulled in a long career of crazy daredevil stunts. And I don’t regret it for a second.”
    “Yeah.” She was surprised she could still talk. “Me too. Not to mention the ugliest spot I’ve ever had sex. But no regrets at all. That was cosmic.”
    “And we didn’t get caught. You’re definitely a good luck charm on top of your other…stellar qualities.”
    She shrugged. “If it was the cop again, or some locals taking a shortcut, getting caught could add to the fun.”
    “I like the way you think. I was thinking more of our friends in the Fiero, and having them catch us would have been bad,” he said slowly. “Especially if you…I mean, they’re some seriously nasty people. But I wouldn’t have regretted what we were doing if they caught us.”
    The San’balese had been outromanticked by one slightly battered Banjali. Because she’d be spaced if he didn’t sound like he meant it.

Chapter Three
    Still sporting a sated grin, she grabbed her bra and panties, gave them a good shake to get rid of nasty alley detritus, and slipped them back on. Almost naked was one thing, but fully naked might attract the wrong kind of attention, like the local police or festival security.
    Drax buttoned a few strategic buttons on the purple trench coat so, while it was still obvious he wore little or nothing beneath it, he wasn’t actually flashing his dick at all of San’bal. Then he grabbed her hand. “Let’s go celebrate Kenu Aram.”
    Rita glanced behind them. She couldn’t actually see the Fiero, but she heard a flyer’s engines somewhere way too close for comfort, an engine tuned to purr in the way few personal flyers other than the most expensive could. “Yeah. And fast.”
    They ran. Drax’s longer legs ate up pavement, going far faster than Rita would have thought an injured winged being would move on the ground in unaccustomed high gravity and basically dragging Rita along behind in his wake. Rita was fit, but as a long-time spacer, she wasn’t used to running. There was no point of running on a ship the size of the Malcolm . Not unless something was on fire or threatening to explode, and that didn’t happen much anymore since she’d become the mechanic. Before long, her lungs burned almost as much as her thighs did. Although she’d regretted it when she was thinking about how they’d blend into a partying crowd, she was glad she had on work boots—a bit heavy but they protected her feet, tender from a lifetime of spacing.
    Rita had no idea where they were going. She’d known which direction the main festival site lay from where she’d