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Ican practically feel Halley’s gaze on my skin as she looks down. I don’t need to track the progress of her eyes to know what she’s seeing. There’s a definite bulge in my breeches, my cock straining against the fabric.
A little to my left, Keelo inhales sharply. I almost don’t want to look at him for fear of what I’ll see, but even as I’m thinking that I’m already turning toward him.
His jaw is set, his teeth clenched so tightly I imagine I can hear them cracking. He’s staring at a spot near my feet.
“How can you smell anything that isn’t trikon juice?” Halley asks, her nose wrinkling in a way that suggests trikon is all she can smell.
“Akh…” I clench my fists, hating that Keelo won’t look at me. So I slide a foot across the sand and nudge the toe of his boot.
He steps back as if burned.
Fek. He’s been vocal in his rejection of my idea that we share a mate, and now I’ve accidentally made it so much worse. But the combination of their mixed scents caught me off guard, and I’d reacted instinctively, shocked and surprised by my body’s reaction.
My heart races in my chest. I’ve never been nervous around Keelo before. Apparently there’s a first time for everything—including me wanting to… I don’t know what! I’ve not felt like this before, like there’s sand underneath my skin, making me itchy and restless. I want… I want…
I want to crawl out of my own body and into Halley’s, desperately.
Maybe I also want to watch Keelo crawl out of himself and fuck Halley…
Or to fuck Keelo myself?
The scent glands on my neck tingle, a sure sign they’re preparing to release pheromones, just as a ship might send out a call into space, hoping someone responds.
“Hey, Rin. What’d you think that is?” Halley points ahead to something lying on the ground, saving me. “It’s too far for me to see properly. Grab it for me, would you, sweetheart? It might be a clue about how the trikon died.”
That’s a moment when I think Rin will call Halley’s bluff, but then she asks, “You can’t see it?”
“Not clearly. My glasses are supposed to help with long distances, but even with them I’m shortsighted.”
“So that’s what they’re for.”
“Sure.” Taking off her glasses, Halley hands them to Rin, who immediately puts them on. She sways on the spot, holding a hand in front of her face and wiggling her fingers. Then she stumbles forward on unsteady feet, evidently intent on collecting the object Halley indicated.
When she’s out of earshot, Halley lets out a long breath. “So…that was kind of intense. And unexpected.”
“Yeah...” I can hardly find my voice, even as Halley’s smell changes. It’s subtle, but she might as well have been shouting her response—sweet and delicious and dripping from her cunt. “Though you can’t pretend you’re not affected.”
Keelo’s still frozen, clutching Halley’s top in a loose-handed grip.
I inhale, searching through the layers of everything I can smell for some further indication of his reaction. But Halley’s perfume is making me lightheaded, and my cock throbs, demanding my attention.
The moan that escapes from between my lips is the greediest I’ve ever sounded.
Keelo closes his eyes. He’s steeling himself.
For once, I don’t know what for.
“Keelo—” I reach toward my other half.
“Don’t.” He raises a hand, using it as a barrier between us. “You two do whatever you want. I won’t get in your way.”