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The orgasming woman’s eyes were wide as she arched her back and neck to stare at the ceiling, seeing nothing as fireworks exploded throughout her body.

After several more intense cries and a few more forceful gyrations into Eniella’s face, Davie finished, slumping over on top of her lover and panting into her pelvis.

Between her legs Eniella’s tongue stilled; though she still suckled and kissed at her outer lips, she recognized that it was time to ease off.

Dimly Davie was aware of something wet below her chin; lifting herself up she spotted the dildo again.

She grinned and, feeling a surge of smugness, she secretly took it past her lips and eased it over her tongue to the back of her mouth.

Her eyelids fluttered closed as she rapidly throated the dildo a few times, reminding herself of the soreness from the other day and the musky taste of Kyle’s cock when he had fucked her face.

It made no sense to her: she loved the taste of cock yet loathed the taste of cum.

It wasn’t fair really.

In any case she shook off her reverie when she spotted Eniella’s thighs closing, her lover resigning herself to having her own desires unfulfilled.

With a harsh smack to her knee, Davie stopped her as she sat up and buried her girlfriend’s face in her privates again.

Moments later she worked the dildo back over the other woman’s hooded clit.

“You made me cum baby, so I suppose that deserves a reward.” She spoke at Eniella’s chin, the only part of her face she could see; “Now, do you want it soft... or do you want it hard?”

A second later she moaned with pleasure as she felt an awkward gust of air tickling her cunt when Eniella tried to speak.

“Sthofft.”

Davie throated the dildo one final time to ensure that it was slick enough, then she wiggled her ass against Eniella’s face.

“Hard it is, now get back to work baby. You stop licking, I stop fucking.”

Eniella let out a whining groan of protest between her thighs as Davie drove the dildo home with a wicked grin.

Payback was a bitch.

Chapter 6:Fire and Fury

The night after the ambush Donnie opted to relocate the Pixie a few dozen kilometers from the original drop-site in a bid to avoid further trouble.

Then in the morning it was back to work, and after several hours of digging through filth, tempers were wearing thin.

“Captain, Hooker says her thingy is beeping. You copy?” Eniella said over the coms.

Donnie scowled as she helped Kyle flip over a chunk of a shipping-tanker’s hull, only to discover a pile of garbage underneath so putridly rotten that she felt like she could smell it through her suit.

“I copy, but I need more than that, Eniella.”

A few seconds of static later and the pink-haired woman got back to her with a better answer.

If only slightly.

“She says the battery must be low.”

Clad in Billy’s exo-suit in case of another Junker ambush, Kyle offered Donnie a surprised look she couldn’t see through his helmet before clumsily engaging the suit’s coms to talk to the Pixie directly.

“Eniella, it’s Kyle. The sniffers don’t need batteries, they’re solar. What does the screen say?”

“One sec...” She kept the line open as she got more information and ten seconds later she relayed Eva’s reply; “She says it must be broken then.”

Donnie cursed.

“Dammit Mendez, get a straight answer out of her or I’m giving Kyle both of your assholes for a present!”

“Hey, that could be fun.” Eniella mused.

“MARINE!”

“Right, sorry! She says she’s picking up on enough iridium to build the Pixie a little sister. That can’t be right though, can it?”

Donnie and Kyle shared another startled look.

“Send her transponder coordinates to my HUD.”

“Wilco Skip.”

They linked up with Maria and Eva in less than a half hour; they were all staying closer to the ship in her new location as an extra precaution against the Junkers.

The pair were hanging around amidst several towering piles of scrap metal and were feeling pretty pleased with themselves.

The captain got straight to the point.

“Talk to me.”

“Pretty sure we found the source, Skipper.” Maria’s voice was bright and eager as she spoke; “Eva? You wanna do the honours?”

“Oh you know that I do.” She stepped towards the pile of scrap.

Donnie could hear the laughter in the redhead’s voice; it was a rare thing for her to be in such a good mood.

Eva picked up a heavy pipe and took a second to find the right spot in the pile, then pounded against it hard.

A hollow boom greeted her efforts.

“So what kind of bonus am I looking at for finding my own ship?” She could not have sounded more superior if she’d worked at it.

Donnie rested her shotgun against her shoulder to free her left hand and vaguely wave at the massive pile of scrap.

“What makes you think it’s a ship? Could be a decommissioned hover-bus hiding under all this shit for all we know.”

“That’s what we thought at first. But it’s definitely a ship.” Maria said, indicating a point somewhat to Eva’s right.

With the potentially lucrative find right under her nose, Donnie was losing patience with the self-satisfied pair.

“Would you two knuckleheads just finish the show and tell already?”

A chuckle from Eva made her grit her teeth, but the little ginger didn’t push it.

“We found the hatch Captain, it’s right over here.” She threw a thumb to her right.

The skipper pursed her lips and approached the hatch.

“And you just found it like this?”

Maria shook her head.

“No the ass-end of this assembly arm was propped up against it. Hooker sort of got lucky, threw a chunk of metal at the heap and heard the gong. That’s how we thought

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