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curtain of her sweet-smelling hair around them both, pressing her lips to his. He eased his fingers deep into her hair, inhaling great, long, dizzying breaths of her as they kissed. Her mouth opened to an aroused, unhurried dialogue that became their whole universe.
    After an unmeasured time, she broke away, panting. "A moment, Hobart … No! Only a moment … "
    Floyt was a little surprised to find himself back in the compartment inboard the Blue Pearl. Yumi detached the tube from his arm quickly but carefully, spraying his elbow with something that prevented bleeding. He felt no pain.
    She placed the bloated sac containing Floyt's blood—the Daimyo had gotten his money's worth—into a small refrigerated canister. Then she crossed to the compartment's hatch, to make sure it was secure.
    Floyt, up on one elbow, watched her movements hungrily, the sway and flex of the lissome body and the answering swing and ripple of the glossy mantle of hair.
    Yumi lowered the lights to a glow. Walking back to Floyt, she discarded the bandeau in one direction, the hip-yoke in another. The golden skin over her heart bore a straight white scar that for some reason she'd chosen to leave there; her breasts were high and dark-nippled, her pubic triangle a slender delta.
    Yumi bent over the table, breasts flattening against his chest, hair trailing across them both, as she loosened the thongs of her scandals with one hand and kicked them away, supporting his head, with his lips to hers, with the other. She gasped at the contact with the cold Inheritor's belt; he unbuckled it and dropped it to the deck.
    Floyt lifted her onto the table alongside him, holding her in long, slow kisses and conforming his hand lingeringly to her shoulder, her breast, the small of her sinewy back, an upthrust hip, the moist warmth where those slim legs met that made his breathing suddenly require conscious effort. The blood pounded at his head, his neck and chest.
    Yumi helped him slide out of the robe, and he wafted it away dramatically, making her giggle. They explored with hands and lips and tongues, breathed one another's breath, tasted jasmine and sweat, united their flushed heat.
    Floyt embraced her to him, beneath him. Yumi drew her fingertips across his slick back, pressing into his buttocks, pulling him deeper into her. A sustained sound, by parts coo and outcry, came from them both.
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    [Fitzhugh 2]-JINX ON A TERRAN INHERITANCE
    And, later, she was on top, tenting their faces again with the raven's-wing hair, hips pumping, rocking, orbiting. Her mouth clung to his throat as he threw his head back and cried her name …
    "So what's your name?" the barmaid asked.
    "Alacrity Fitzhugh."
    "Sounds like a sneeze."
    "Ho-ho. As a matter of fact, it's an ancient, foolproof tantric sex mantra."
    She finished polishing a snifter and set it in the dispenser, making sure it was secure. People tended to forget, but the Blue Pearl was a spacecraft.
    She was a mildly zaftig brunette with engaging green eyes, wearing her hair in the "drop-away" fashion, lower part of the strands stiffened, upper relaxed to the point of lethargy. She wore an outfit of cascading, almost microscopically fine gold chains, like waves of rippling metal down her body, plunging in deep parabolas between some of her more spectacular topological features. It provided for absolutely riveting, if brief, glimpses of various portions of her lily-white form.
    "You were the one in the airbike race, right?" she said. "Are you the Terran? You don't look Terran."
    "No. That's my pal Hobart."
    "He's the expert on genealogies, right? Y'know, Acrimony—"
    "Alacrity."
    "Alacrity. Y'know, I'd really like to talk to him. I was doing a little family tree of my own."
    I am cursed, Alacrity decided sourly, though he gave her a suave smile. "He's really in demand, I'm afraid. But I'll do