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A/N: NSFW chapter

**Two Weeks Later**

Camille could feel the beads of sweat trickling down her back making her skin itch. The urge to scratch away the tickling sensation was almost unbearable but she forced herself to ignore it and blocked the blow coming for her ribs. As she blocked, her free elbow came up to hit her opponent it the side of the head. Her funny bone smarted from the impact, sending a tingling sensation through her arm but Camille shook it off, dancing away on the balls of her feet to create space and to prepare or her next assault.

It had been two long weeks since the doctors had identified the device Nathan had implanted inside of Camille. Her days had been filled with her giving up as much information as she could about Nathan and the people he knew or sitting on more consultations as doctors carried out more tests and they worked to try and figure out how to deactivate the device or better still, remove it. It quickly became apparent that Nathan’s inventor hadn’t followed the blueprints entirely so there was no guarantee that their own methods of removing the camera would work.

*“We have to assume that whatever modifications these people have made include something that could cause damage or even kill Camille if removed incorrectly.” The doctor had explained.*

*“That’s why we need to get into that compound.” Kal pointed out. “Details about the device and how to extract it could be in there.”*

*“We can’t go in guns blazing.” Sid interject, shaking his head. “We know that this group are armed to the teeth. It’ll turn into a blood bath before we even get through the door.”*

The glancing blow from a roundhouse kick was enough to snap Camille from her troubling thoughts. It was a graze but the force behind it was enough to send Camille stumbling and she had to recover quickly to dodge the quick succession of blows coming her way. One hit landed making her grunt, but she responded with a volley of punches, aiming for the sensitive spots.

*Stomach, kidneys, throat…*

Getting the upper-hand, she ducked to avoid a swinging arm, using the position to her advantage and swept her opponent’s legs right out from under him. He hit the floor and rolled away but Camille was quicker and before he could regain his balance, one arm locked around his neck and Camille’s other arm helped apply pressure, squeezing.

Sid tapped out a few seconds later.

“You were distracted.” Sid spoke up a short time later when they were both packing up their things.

“A little.” Camille confessed, wiping her face with a towel. “It won’t happen again.”

“Hey.” Sid pulled the female to him gently before cupping her chin so she would look at him. “Talk to me.”

“I’m just missing the outside world.” Camille sighed. “Also, tomorrow you’re going to be raiding Nathan’s compound and I just can’t shake this feeling that something bad is going to happen.”

“I will be okay.” Sid smiled softly. “We’ve carried out plenty of surveillance, so we won’t be caught by surprise and Kal and the doctors are really close to figuring this camera business out. Just hang in there a little longer.”

After the initial confrontation Camille had been given freedom to roam as much of the level she was being housed on as she liked. It was large, almost too large but it gave her more than just a room to sleep in. There was a gym which she had utilised either to burn off energy or to spar with Sid. Kal kept her company most evenings and Charlotte visited every day. Jag had even let Hunter come down and the taego followed her around like a pet dog. He had certainly gotten bigger as well which meant he was a great pillow when Camille was reading.

But it didn’t stop her from wanting to go outside for just a moment.

The headaches were still an issue as well which was another reason to have this thing out of her.

“How about we all have dinner together tonight, hm?” Sid broke Camille’s train of thoughts when he saw her drifting.

“Sure, that would be nice.” She agreed, mustering up a smile that Sid was quick to smother with a kiss.

“Come on, I’ll walk you back to your quarters.” Sid offered, one arm snaking around her shoulders lazily.

Camille didn’t object but she didn’t say anything. She wanted some of Sid’s optimism and confidence to rub off on her but she couldn’t see that happening when something kept niggling in the back of her mind like a spider in a closed fist. It made her insides twist, but she couldn’t work out what had her some troubled. Perhaps it was being stuck under the Ark while they tried to find a way to relieve her of the camera or maybe it was because Nathan and EFHA had gone to ground so to speak. Sure, there had been activity at the compound but no one had seen Nathan for days and everything seemed to be gearing down rather than amount up for another assault.

Camille wasn’t surprised to find Kal waiting for her outside of her room but that didn’t stop her heart from beating a little faster. The breathless ache of anticipation was becoming a familiar sensation that often led to disappointment. Camille had been telling herself not to get her hopes up every time she saw Kal and yet everything time she felt like a kid at Christmas hoping that her parents got her exactly what she wanted.

“How was your sparring session?” Kal asked as the pair approached.

“Fine,” Camille nodded. “Are you here to tell me that you need to run more tests?”

“Not this time.” Kal chuckled. “I’ve come to see if you would like to take a walk up to the garden.”

The blonde perked up at this but reined her excitement in. What if this wasn’t what it sounded like.

“Does that mean you have found a way to remove the device?” Sid got in before Camille did.

“Not yet,” Kal replied carefully, and Camille felt her heart sink. “But I have found a way to block the device, so it doesn’t start transmitting again.”

Camille didn’t react. She knew she ought to but there was a mixture of confusion, disappointment, and excitement bubbling over inside of her to the point her brain went blank.

“This is a good thing, beautiful.” Sid nudged her gently.

“Sid’s right.” Kal smiled. “It means we are one step closer to getting this thing out of you, but I need to test this first.”

“Okay, okay.” Camille replied, her smile brightening at the prospect of being one step closer to freedom.

“How about, you, Jag and Camille go to the garden while I make dinner and we can eat up there?” Sid offered.

“Sure, that would be nice.” Kal agreed. “I’ll see you in a few hours then.”

The male gave the pair a wave before heading back down the hall towards his temporary workshop.

“C’mon,” Sid ushered Camille towards her door. “Our workout isn’t finished yet.”

“Sid, there is no way I can do anymore, I’m knackered.” The blonde sigh only to yelp when the giant male hoisted her over his shoulder with ease. “Sid! What are you doing?”

“It’s a new move.” Sid teased as the door shut behind them and he made his way towards the bathroom, one hand resting on Camille’s backside to keep her from falling and the other pulling her trainers and socks off with ease. “It’s called get you girlfriend out of her clothes as quickly as possible so you can help her de-stress.”

“I’m not stressed.” Camille protested, steadying herself when Sid placed her down carefully.

“Camille, you’re miserable, stressed, and bored. I can see your aura, remember?” Sid raised a sharp eyebrow before turning on the alien shower with its soft pulsing lights and spray that knew when to increase in pressure without any commands. “You don’t really talk about it, but we know this has been rough for you so let me help release some of that stress.”

“How? with a shower?” Camille raised her eyebrow this time.

“Not quite.” Sid smirked as he stepped closer to blonde. “But the shower will help.”

Camille didn’t get a chance to question Sid further because his lips were on hers. Part of her wanted to protest (probably the part that wanted to be miserable) but the way Sid cupped her jaw, his fingers slipping into her damp hair, had Camille’s tense shoulders sagging and her body melting into Sid’s. It amazed her the feeling of calm that washed over her when she was close to Sid. Despite his mischievous smile and cavalier attitude, Sid was the one that brought calm to her storm. It took less than a moment for her mouth to react to his, her arms coming to wrap around his neck so she could press her body into his further.

Maybe Sid was right, maybe this was what she needed. Camille had been so busy trying to prove herself that she didn’t belong to Nathan that she forgot about the three very handsome alien men that had given their hearts to her and asked for little in return. Maybe she had been wallowing in self pity but had been too proud to admit it.

She felt his tongue swipe over her lower lip and eagerly parted her lips to let him in. That familiar rough flesh met her own reminding her of how these males had evolved over millions of years to have features that enhanced their mating experience.

Or in this case, love making.

She didn’t protest when Sid’s hands were on the backs of her thighs to hoist her up. Camille responded by wrapping her legs around Sid’s waist, never breaking the kiss once. She barely felt the water hit her as Sid carried her into the shower unit and closing the door with a wave of his hand. In human bathrooms the tiles would be cold, a thought that crossed Camille’s mind when she found her back pressed against the wall, Sid crowding her space as if they could never be close enough. But the wall wasn’t cold. Instead, Camille could almost feel it pulsing with the lights, soothing and working in her sore and tired muscles. She wasn’t ashamed that she let out a long moan, but she couldn’t work out if it was the way Sid’s mouth consumed hers or the way the wall was soothing those post workout pains. Perhaps it was both. Either way, Camille didn’t care. She hadn’t felt this good in a while.

She liked that Sid didn’t talk much. She liked that his mouth found her neck, teasing and sucking on the sensitive flesh. She liked the way his breath danced over her wet skin and how his giant hands, strong and slightly calloused, slid under her soaked vest to graze against her hips and then her ribs until slipping down to grab and knead her ass. She liked the groan that left him when she used the hold Sid had on her to grind herself against his groin, feeling him react behind the thin barriers their clothes created. She liked when he rubbed himself against her, feeling heat pooling in her pussy like a delicious ache.

Her hands moved to pull her vest from her body and let it hit the bottom of the shower with a wet slap. Sid had already pulled away from leaving passionate red marks on Camille’s neck to watch the female Undress. Gleaming yellow eyes warmed her skin like run rays as she unzipped the sports bra to release her pert breasts from their confines. Camille rarely wore bras. She wasn’t small but she was small enough to take advantage of not needing a bra. Working out was a different matter. A bra was a necessary evil. So, freeing herself from the material drew a sigh from her. Or maybe it was the velvety softness of Sid’s lips wrapping around her right nipple.

Her back arched, relishing, and marvelling at the contrasts between Sid’s soft plump lips, warm rough tongue and sharp fangs that playfully grazed her eager flesh.

Somewhere in between them kissing and grinding, their clothes found their way to the bottom of the cubicle to be forgotten until there was nothing between them. Camille marvelled at how Sid’s new markings shimmered like sunlight on the surface of a tropical ocean. She watched as Sid’s muscles rippled under his blue skin, but her concentration was shattered when one of Sid’s hands slipped in between them and his fingers found the sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs. There was so litter room between Sid and the wall Camille’s back was pressed against. His mouth connected with hers once more devouring her until her lungs hurt while her moans and cries were muffled.

That didn’t mean Camille couldn’t squirm against Sid as he yeast her clit until pleasure began to bunch up inside her core. And squirm she did; rubbing her hardened nipples against Sid’s chest and driving her hips down onto Sid’s fingers to chase the wave of pleasure.

The first finger inside of her wasn’t enough to quench her thirst and the second finger helped slightly with easing that ache inside of her. But it was the third finger that her crying to the heavens in bliss. Camille thought she might explode then, her walls tightening greedily as Sid fucked her with his fingers. The soldier smile as the kiss broke, eyes bright like two beacons in the night as he thrust his fingers into his female, watching her buck her hips into the pleasure.

“Oh! Sid! Please!” Camille found herself begging, breathless and disoriented but needing desperately to find that release. “Faster, please!”

“Sure thing, beautiful.” Sid crooned in her ear and happily obeyed.

She could feel herself climbing higher and higher, her muscles quivering and her core aching deliciously. She was close to release. So very close...

Camille didn’t know if she swore aloud when Sid suddenly stopped and slipped his fingers from her. Her body was wound up tight like a spring and she opened her eyes to glare at the male.

“Now, now sweetheart.” Sid smirked a gave her a peck on the lips. “Good things come to wait.”

“How long are you going to make me wait?” Camille huffed.

The male’s smirk grew, and he leaned in until his lips were right against Camille’s ear. “Until I’ve carried you out of here, thrown you on your bed and buried my cock inside of you.”