Purity (Pure and Tainted) (38 page)

“K, no—it’s too risky. We can’t—”

“Yes, we can,” she said grimly. “We don’t have a choice. Come on.”

And taking his hand, she led him away.

Chapter Thirty-three

“Are you sure about this?” K looked down at her bare arm
nervously. She was naked from the waist up, with the top of her skinsuit pooled
around her hips as she sat on the sleeping platform. One arm was wrapped
modestly around her naked breasts and the other was extended for the needle
Boone was holding in his large hand.

“No.” Boone looked at her unhappily as he swabbed her arm. “I told
you that already—we’re taking a hell of a risk.”

“With both our lives,” K murmured. “Do you have your blaster,
Boone? I want you to keep it by you just in case.”

“The hell with that,” he said roughly. “I’m not worried about
myself, K. If I’ve got the formula even just a little bit wrong, this stuff
could kill you. Or the transition from your suit could kill you. ” He sighed.
“Maybe you should just go back to Hesler. Ask him to start the training like
you said. If you’re one of his team, he’ll
have
to help protect you. A squad of Tainted should be able to wipe out a squad
of Erians, no problem.”

“And what if my mother sends an entire armada?” K asked. “No,
Boone, I won’t put him in that position.” She looked up at him imploringly.
“I’m sorry that I have to put
you
in
it. And I was serious—I want you to have your blaster nearby. In case…in case
this doesn’t work and I lose control.”

“It’s on my side of the bed, in the drawer I usually store it in
if it really makes you feel better. But you’re not going to lose control.”
Boone sighed and sank down on the sleeping platform beside her. “We’re going to
make it through this together—somehow. We’ll do the DNA swap and we’ll get
through the third phase of your cycle. By the time the Empress shows up, we’ll
be bonded and your blood won’t be quite so exulted anymore.”

“That should solve all our problems,” K said hopefully.
“If it works.”

“Only one way to find out.”
Boone squared his shoulders. “I’ll
go first.” Picking up the first hypo-syringe, he pressed it to the big vein
pulsing in the bend of his elbow and pulled the trigger. There was a muted hiss
and he winced briefly.

“How do you feel?” K eyed him anxiously.
“Any
different?”

“Not yet but I should be feeling it
soon.” He picked up the other hypo and held out his hand. “Come on, give me
your arm. Let’s do this.”

Despite his rough and worried words, he was extremely gentle when
he injected her. After so many years of being injected by her suit, K barely
felt the hypo’s bite. The compound he had prepared was bright blue but it had
changed to vivid purple when he added a drop of both her blood and his own to
it. She watched intently as the bright liquid disappeared into her vein.

“I don’t…don’t feel anything yet,” she said, flexing her arm.

“You will soon,” he assured her. “The compound should start
controlling your cycle almost at once.”

“That’s good.” K nodded fervently. “I just…don’t want to hurt you
when I start feeling…feeling the need.”

“You won’t.” Boone stroked a strand of hair out of her face. “I’m
a big boy.” He got a slightly worried look on his face.
“Hopefully
not too big.”

“What do you mean?” K looked up at him.

“It’s just, well…you’re a little and I’m a giant so there’s
already a considerable size difference between us. And this being your first
time…I guess what I’m saying is that
I’m
worried
about hurting
you.”

K surprised herself by laughing. “Both of us are so worried about
the other it will be a wonder if we can get anything done at all.”

“I don’t think we’ll be able to help it,” he said seriously. “God,
think I’m feeling it already…”

“Me too.”
Standing up, K shed the rest of
her suit. “I
already
want you,
Boone,” she admitted in a low voice. “I want you to touch me…to take me.”

“I want that too, darlin’.” He looked at her anxiously. “How are
you feeling
otherwise.
I mean—”

“I’m still in control of myself if that’s what you mean.” K
stretched and moved toward him.
“Though I do feel an intense
desire to be with you.”
She shook her head. “And to think that two
months ago the very idea of what we’re going to do—the idea of full
contamination—would have horrified and disgusted me.”

“Does it still?” Boone murmured. He was still seated on the
sleeping platform but he was so tall they were nearly eye-to-eye even with K
standing.

She reached for him, running her fingers through his spiky brown
hair.

“No,” she said softly. “No, I…I would never have believed it but I
want it…I want
you,
Boone.
And not just because my cycle is calling.
I want you because
I feel for you. Feel for you so
strongly
it
almost hurts. I thought I would die when I was walking away from you. It was
awful.”

“That’s what happens when you care for somebody—when you love
them,” Boone said gently. “You let them into your heart and it can be a little
scary how much you feel.”

“I do feel a little frightened,” K admitted.
“But
also…exhilarated.
And now I’m feeling hungry…
empty
.”

He frowned. “Empty?”

K looked down for a moment, having a hard time putting the
feelings into words.

“I…it’s hard to explain. I want so much to feel your arms around
me and your body against me. And not just against me but…
inside
me. I…I want to feel you penetrating me…filling me up. Once
I thought it was the worst form of contamination but now….I
want
it so
badly.”

“God, darlin’.”
His voice was thick with desire.
“You don’t know what it does to me to hear you say that. To see you standing
there naked and gorgeous, asking me to fill you…” He pulled her between his
knees and wrapped his arms around her waist.

K came to him willingly, pressing her naked body against his
clothed one. Boone ducked his head and nuzzled her breasts. K felt a spark of
excitement run down her spine at the coarse rasp of his whiskers against her
curves. Looking up, Boone captured her gaze with his own and kissed one of her
nipples, laving it gently with his tongue. K moaned breathlessly as he sucked
it into his mouth, drawing hard on the tight peak and sending sparks of
pleasure from her tender nipple straight down to her core which was beginning
to feel swollen and hot.

“Boone…” she murmured.

“Mmm…” Boone sucked the other nipple as well, his ocean colored
eyes never leaving her face as he pleasured her. K ran her hands through his
hair and thrust her breasts out, giving him greater access. Purity but it felt
good! The heat of his mouth, the feel of his big hands stroking over her back
and hips and thighs, the heat in his eyes as he tasted her…it was almost more
than she could bear. And yet she wanted more.

“Take these off,” she said, tugging at his black t-shirt and
flight trousers. “I want you against me, Boone…I think I’m starting to feel the
need to mate. I
know
I am.”

He released her nipple, reluctantly K thought, and then stood and
began to strip, revealing the broad, muscular chest and narrow hips she
remembered so well. The sight of his bare skin, once so abhorrent to her, now
sent a wave of longing through her.

“I’m not surprised you’re feeling it,” he said as he undressed. “Your
eyes are changing.”

“Oh?” She put a hand to her face, as though she could feel the
change. “Are they
back
to purple and gold rings?”

“Uh-huh.” He finished getting out of his outer clothes and stood
there naked except for the black underbriefs which clung to the hard bulge she
could see pressing against them.

“I’m glad,” K said, lifting her chin. “Glad the black is gone. It
means the Purist drugs are leaving my system.”

“There was a time when you were upset about it,” Boone reminded
her. “You felt like it represented the loss of everything you’d worked so hard
to achieve.”

“I was a tool for the Purists—for the High Sentinel. I know that
now,” K said. “Everything I thought I’d earned was worthless—nothing but, well…
nothing
. Which is all Purity is.” She
looked at him seriously. “And now that the drugs are gone and the suit’s
control over me is broken I can feel—really
feel
—without
being ashamed. Maybe that’s why I’m able to tell you I want you and touch you this
time, without waiting for you to touch me first.”

Boone rumbled approval. “I told you I’d never have a problem with
you touching me,” he reminded her.

“I know. But
I
had a
problem with it. Now…” She pressed closer against him. “I just want more.”

“I think you’re going to want a
lot
more in a few minutes,” he murmured, studying her face. “Your
eyes are glowing now—just like they were on Eros.”

K bit her lip. “The second phase of my cycle. Soon the third will
begin.”

“It might get a little rough,” Boone warned. “If the formula
works, my DNA should help you control your urges and stay in your right mind
but you’re still going to have them—don’t feel bad about that, K.”

“I won’t. I…” She shifted as a wave of emptiness hit her. “Purity,
Boone, I want…I need…”

“I know what you need.” He pulled her close and tilted her chin up
so he could cover her mouth with his. For a moment K lost herself in the kiss.
When he finally pulled back he stroked her cheek. “Never thought I’d get a
chance to do this again,” he murmured hoarsely. “Never thought I’d get a chance
to hold you and kiss you, not after you walked away from me.”

“I’m sorry about that,” K whispered. “I didn’t feel like I had a
choice.”

“I understand that but I was nearly out of my mind, darlin’.” He
stroked her hair. “I don’t want you doing that anymore. No more going off
without me. If this formula works, we’re together for life. Okay?”

“Agreed.”
K rubbed her cheek against his
palm. “Boone…please,
touch
me.”

“Gladly,” he rumbled, running his hands up and down her bare back
and then around to cup her naked mound. “How’s this?”

“Wonderful…” K moaned, opening her legs for him. Her sex felt even
hotter and wetter now, throbbing with the need to be stroked and filled. As
Boone’s fingers slipped between her swollen outer lips to caress her inner
folds, she gripped his shoulders hard, bracing herself against the waves of
pleasure his gentle touch brought.

“God, you’re wet,” he murmured, the pad of one finger circling her
clit. “That should help when I try to get inside you. Of course…” He regarded
her with half-lidded eyes. “You could always be wetter.”

K thought she knew what he was talking about and her heart skipped
a beat.

“Are you going to…to taste me again?” she asked, looking up at
him.
“Because I liked that Boone—liked it a lot.”

“You’re not the only one,” he growled. “Come
on,
let’s get comfortable so I can lick your sweet little pussy until you come for
me.”

K felt another shiver of pure desire. “You know I love it when you
tell me what you want to do to me.”

He kissed the side of her neck as he lowered her to the sleeping
platform and then settled beside her.
“I
love it that you love dirty talk.”

“Tell me more, then,” K urged, snuggling against him. “Tell me
exactly what you’re going to do.”

“Well, first I’m going to get comfortable.” Scooting back to the
top of the sleeping platform, he propped a pillow under his head.

K shook her head, perplexed. “Why are you doing that? I thought I
was the one who was supposed to lie down.”

“Not this time.” Boone’s eyes were lazy with lust. “This time I
want you on top. You’re going to ride my face, darlin’. Straddle my head and
lower your hot little pussy down so I can lick you right.”

K bit her lip. “I don’t understand…why do you want me in a
different position?”

“For one thing I like the idea of you on top of me—looking up and
seeing your beautiful breasts bounce while I taste you.” Boone stroked her
cheek, looking into her eyes. “And second, it opens your pussy up more. That
way I can get my tongue really deep inside you, baby. So I can tonguefuck you
the way I want to.”

“Tongue…?”

“Fuck,” he finished for her, his eyes never leaving hers. “Think
of it as a preview for the real thing. Okay?”

“I guess so…” K felt a little uncertain as she got into the
position he wanted her in, with her knees on either side of his head. She felt
unsteady until Boone slid his big hands around her hips and ass, supporting and
soothing her at the same time.

“It’s all right, darlin’,” he assured her. “Come on down and let
me taste you.”

“I don’t know, Boone…” K looked at him uncertainly. “What if I…I’m
afraid I might hurt you. Crush you.”