Kimi left the gym, exhausted but her head clearer. Maybe she’d have an hour or two where the endorphins would keep her from wanting to commit mayhem on some poor, unsuspecting schmuck. Certainly they would last long enough for her to get home.
She was halfway across the parking lot to her bike when her cellphone rang. Kimi plucked it out of the open side pocket of her gym bag. The number came up Unidentified. Her heart slammed into overdrive.
“Hello, my darling. How are you?”
Laaruu’s insinuating purr raised every hair on Kimi’s body and slammed her to a halt. The clarity she’d gained from pounding the hell out of the punching bag disappeared in a swirl of chaotic feelings.
Her first instinct was that she needed a drink. So much for turning over a new leaf in record time.
She took a deep breath to calm her pounding heart. “How am I? Do you really give a fuck?”
She heard the laughter in his voice. “Believe it or not, I do. Are you at least sober?”
“What, you haven’t been keeping tabs on me?”
“Maybe I have. Maybe not. It would be nice to establish some trust if you are to come with me.”
Kimi started for her bike again, scowling in all directions in case he could see her. “Yeah, well, I’m not so sure that can happen. The trip, I mean. I could give a hot, holy fuck if you trust me.”
“Are you saying you don’t wish to join me in my cause against Hanos? The enemy of the women of your planet who only want to live their lives and not be forced into a brutal servitude?”
“The same kind of servitude you offer me?”
“You know it’s not the same thing. Not by a longshot.” Laaruu’s voice was a seductive purr.
Kimi tried to think straight, tried to think with her head and not her twat. Unfortunately, her pussy had begun throbbing with eager want the moment she’d heard his voice on the phone. Remembering the ways he’d fucked her, the way he’d made her come over and over—damn it, she’d cut off a tit to feel him inside her again. Even in her ass.
She had to admit—at least to herself—that she wanted Laaruu almost as much as she wanted to find Raven and maybe help those women who had already been abducted.
She reached her bike. Hung her head. Admitted the unavoidable truth. “I want to go with you.”
Kimi hated how much she basked in the pleasure of his approval. “Excellent. I’ll come right over with a contract for you to sign.”
Kimi froze. “A contract? Seriously?”
“Absolutely. You must agree to be my slave in a preserved record. It’s the law on Paatuun.”
No release date set.