“Explains why it looks like a hunk of junk then,” I retorted, my tone light.
He chuckled as the shuttle rattled a little as it rose into the air. I leaned toward the side and moved the curtain, peeking outside the filthy window. Below, the abandoned suburban sprawl of Dryac spread out, people walking the streets toward the city center. Off in the distance were the landing fields. Where I had arrived only yesterday.
“What is it you want me to do as your assistant?” I asked then, dropping the curtain and turning back to him.
“I want you to be my eyes. I want you to watch for signs of deceit, for money exchanging hands other than my own. In my line of work, people underestimate women like you. They let down their defenses,” he answered.
“How will I know what to look for?”
“You’ll know. You’re a much smarter woman than you let people believe,” he said, his tone sincere and I chewed the inside of my cheek, analyzing him from my seat opposite his.
“If I see something, how will I let you know?” I asked.
He grinned.
“I’m sure you’ll find a way,” he replied.
I was quiet for the rest of the journey. Several minutes later, the shuttle rattled again, and I felt it settle on a cushion of air. The door slid open. Bane pushed the curtain aside and then turned to me.
“After you,” he said with a smirk, running his eyes up and down my body.
I bet he just wanted to see my ass in this slutty little skirt. I shook my head and climbed out, making sure to wiggle my ass just a little for him. He laughed and slapped my backside, catching my right cheek with a solid spank.
I squealed and straightened, reaching back and covering myself.
“Just remember one thing, Cara. You’re mine and no one is going to take you away from me. Ever,” he said darkly, and a thrill raced down my spine.
I wanted to hate him, but I couldn’t because when he talked like that, I liked him even more. Even now, I could feel liquid heat gathering between my thighs and I flushed just a little at the realization.
I shook my head and started walking in the direction of the landing fields.
“Mine,” he growled. “And when we get back, I’m going to fuck that tight little body until you beg me to stop. And then I’ll fuck you harder.”
A shiver raced down my spine and I swayed my hips a little more as I took the lead, knowing his eyes would be on me. The skirt was so short that I was sure he could see the bottom curves of my ass cheeks. Hell, he could probably see the red handprint he’d just left on my backside too.
Honestly? I kind of liked it.
* * *
A short while later, a rusted, dirty freighter ship landed not far from our position. Many guards had arrived, surrounding both me and Bane. They moved outward in a large ring and armed themselves with their own biometric weapons as the ship’s latch lurched open.
“Bane! My man!” a tall blue alien bellowed from inside. He strutted down the gangway and I took a step back, instantly getting a weird feeling from the man. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was though. He looked innocent enough. Maybe a bit overweight with a white beard that could use a serious trim. His eyes shifted from Bane over to me and he grinned.
I lifted my chin, blushing slightly as I felt him look over my body. He was probably imagining me without the scraps of cloth that covered me. I shot Bane a hateful glance and he smirked before he turned back toward the blue alien, his expression turning serious. Several other younger-looking blue alien men pushed massive crates on wheels out of the ship, passing nervous glances to each other as they did so.
Hmmm. Something was off about these men.
I moved closer to Bane and pushed my hips to the side. With my fingers, I started to play with my hair, twirling it while I arched my back just a little, pushing my breasts up and out. With my other hand, I traced the skin of my throat.
I’d captured the attention of the blue men. They kept their eyes on me and not Bane then and I giggled, catching the gaze of one of them. He smiled at me and lifted his eyebrows suggestively.
Fucking gross.
I kept smiling at him though. I sauntered over to the gathering of crates, watching as some of the men tensed while Eyebrows kept watching me. I wagged my tail back and forth, dragging my fingernails along the crate. The men had relaxed some, but then I touched a smaller black crate and even Eyebrows tensed.
Something was in that crate that didn’t belong.
I continued my journey and then I purposely stepped on my bootlace, untying it with a single smooth motion. I scoffed out loud and bent over, giving the blue men a premium view of my ass as I did so. Slowly, I tied my laces and then stood, glancing back to see the drooling faces of the blue aliens behind me.