Crash Deluxe by Marianne de Pierres

Author:Marianne de Pierres [Pierres, Marianne de]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hachette Littlehampton
Published: 2010-04-18T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Lavish was like a canrat with skinned-paws excitement, heightened libido and paranoid nervousness all clamouring to possess him.

I stepped wide of where he stood to combat my desire to throttle him.

Slapping a filter across his nose to nullify the effects of my dizzies, he waved me into the body sensorium.

‘This model is top of the line. Profound senses reproduction. Monk will get the full benefit of your enhanced pheromones and he will trace the fluctuations in your body heat and pupil dilation. Believe in what you’re doing or he’ll know you’re a fraud.’ Lavish’s voice sounded soft through the filter.

I glanced around the room, looking for Merv.

He was in his chair, touching his charms in obsessive order.

‘This is a live coded feed but some will still be able to trace and read it. Enough for me to affect the stock exchange. Get this right, Plessis, or I’m throwing you to the wolves. I saved you once. Not again.’ Lavish finished his homily and slammed the hatch shut.

I promised myself that once I’d hooked Monk I could be as pissed-off with Lavish Deluxe as I liked.

I was looking forward to it.

The sensorium activated and a thousand tiny sensors brushed my skin, taking readings. I closed my eyes for a second and tried to think of something that might turn me on.

Be authentic, Lavish had said.

Unique signature, Glorious had said.

The only things that felt authentic at that moment were fury, frustration and claustrophobia. I’d left a bunch of victims back in The Tert who were going to be wiped out if I didn’t get my act together and stop whoever was pulling the strings in the immaculately rotten Viva.

And the damn sex coffin I was in stank of stale perfume.

I delved inside myself for something that would work - the way I had when I’d needed to get past the border guards.

I thought of Glorious - her hair, and the way she moved under me. A brief memory of desire stirred. I tried to build on it but it flickered and died out.

A voice filled the sensorium.

‘You come highly recommended, Jales Belliere. But I need something a little more than that to risk the attention you are attracting. It’s already cost me a most reliable Intimate.’

Monk? Or someone in his employ?

I couldn’t speak, too aware of the pinprick sensors under my eyelids, in my mouth and between my legs.

More meant going somewhere I tried hard not to visit.

Loyl-me-Daac.

I let the image of him standing naked under the lights of the meat-walk invade my mind. The oblivious concentration on his face as he stroked himself to arousal. What had he been thinking of so that he could get so hard in front of so many people? A soft sigh lifted my chest, and then, inevitably, I remembered his head between my thighs . . .

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