Kaylee has been alone on Station 13 since the Alliance declared it haunted by her spirit. What they didn’t know is that her experiments with dimensional transport had trapped her between worlds, physical and psychic. Dirven arrives and she heaves a sigh of relief. In nerd she trusts. He is everything she remembered from research symposiums, and quite a bit more. She should be guilty for peeping in on him in the shower, but it is all for research, isn’t it? Confident that he will be able to bring her back, she finally is able to experiment with her intangible form in a manner that brings both of them pleasure.

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  By

  Viola Grace

  Chapter One

  he hiss of the airlock seals came as a blessed Trel ief. Kaylee Morgan didn’t know how long she had been incorporeal, but it was getting tiring.

  Finally, the Alliance had sent a response to her mayday. “One stupid experiment goes awry and I am stuck between dimensions. How lucky can I possibly be?”

  She watched from the centre of the hallway, knowing that whoever arrived would be unable to see her. Kaylee hadn’t counted on recognizing her greatest competition in the trans-dimensional field. Dirven Lacoss was the Azon that she loved to hate. Beautiful, lithe and a body to die for, he also had a mind that she envied in her weaker moments.

  He would have foreseen her little problem reversing the field, since she couldn’t touch the switch. She had let that detail slip her mind when she had thrown herself onto the trans dimensional pad to prove her working mechanism.

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  running around naked, and going out of my mind with the thought of you alone on this station, and I can’t even grab your ass. How much does that suck?” Speaking of sucking she dropped her gaze to his crotch and groaned at the image that ran through her mind. She was very good at spatial characteristics and he had more than enough to satisfy her dry spell. Wow. She had been alone a long time.

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  She was still here in Station Thirteen. The instant that he set foot on the station, he could feel her all around him. Striding through the halls, the assertions that the station was haunted made a certain sense to him. He never believed that Dr.

  Kaylee Morgan of the Alliance protectorate of Terra could have blown herself to pieces. She was far too smart for that.

  He had kept himself apprised of the strides she was making in her trans dimensional research, sometimes arguing with her findings, but always respecting the brilliant mind that had made the assumptions, which had turned into fact. When she disappeared, it had torn a segment of his world apart. No more would he argue with her in the monographs. Not unless she was not dead, as her assistant had reported, but in a dimension that 2

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  was running parallel to their own.

  “Dr. Morgan. If you are still here, I have come to assist you in returning to this dimension. Please bear with me, I need to get your lab up and running before I can figure out what happened to you.” Talking to the recycled air was not something that he normally would do, not even in his own laboratory, but here it seemed natural. As if the air was listening. He hoped it was.

  First stop was the power grid. He turned the power on full, flooding the station with air suitable for both him and Kaylee to breathe. There was no one else to draw on the resources of the station, so running lights and atmosphere at full power were not going to be detrimental to its function. The galley power was also turned up, as well as the living quarters nearest to the lab. “I think those might be your rooms, Dr. Morgan, but too bad. I want to draw you back into the land of the living and I can’t do that if I am running down three decks to the guest quarters.”

  Talking to Dr. Morgan made him feel better, and if she was anywhere nearby, she would probably be happy to know that he had no intention of leaving her where she was.

  With the power and atmosphere in the station taken care of, he returned to his shuttle to open his stores and bring in the equipment that may help him to find the missing doctor.

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  It took fifteen trips, but finally all of his equipment was in the lab and he was ready to start looking for Kaylee’s research. Right after he found his room and had an actual shower. Space travel always left him feeling slightly matted.

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  Kaylee wished she had some popcorn. Watching Dirven strip had been enough to get her mouth watering, watching him under the spray of her own shower was almost too much to bear. Since she couldn’t even touch herself, she had to hover and observe every nuance of his muscled limbs, the vee shape of his torso leading to narrow hips, and the hard thrust of his cock against the wash of the water.

  Scooting close to him, she could hear the purr, and against her better judgement, tried to stroke that pulsing length through the water. It jumped as her hand passed through it, and Dirven looked down, surprised. She did it again, and so did his cock, this time leaking a dribble of precum in reaction to her touch. “Oh, fun.”

  Kaylee had tried to pass through a living being once, but he had been running from her at the time. It had never occurred to her to try again.

  Snickering, she walked through his body and clapped her hands at his shudder. Well, she tried 4

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  to clap, her own hands passed through each other.

  “This is too much fun.” She walked through him one more time and was rewarded with his groan.

  She’d made him come!

  She watched him clean up and then stagger into her bedroom to fall onto her bed. “Damn. I had heard that men passed out after coming, but I always thought that it was an urban myth. I had hoped that the Azon were made of sterner stuff.

  You disappoint me, Dirven.” She stroked her hand over the damp velvety nap of his skin. She loved the dark gold of his hide, it made the reddish bronze of his eyes light up and contrasted nicely with his ebony mane.

  A noise surprised her and she looked down at him and laughed, he was snoring. She hovered near him, watching over his sleep, keeping him safe from the darkness of space. Time passed and she was leaning near him when he rolled over, when he turned and for an instant, their heads occupied the same space.

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  They were standing in a meadow and a very naked Dirven was looking at her as if he had never expected to see her. “Doctor Morgan! Why are you here?”

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  I must have leaned in too close to you.” She was as naked as he was, her gold hair waving down and covering her breasts, but not much beyond that.

  “You are alive!” He stepped forward as if to hug her.

  She held up her hand and nodded to him, “In a manner of speaking. But I am definitely on the station.” She blushed and looked down. “Sorry about the shower earlier.”

  A light that she hadn’t seen before came into his eyes. “That was you? I just thought I lost all self-control.” On the dreamscape, he took her in his arms and he was about to kiss her when she drew back with a surprised jerk.

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  Back in the real world she moved away from her sleeping fella. “Well, fuck!”

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  Chapter Two

  irven sat up as suddenly as he had fallen as

  D l eep. Had she really been there, Kaylee, in his mind, on the psychic plane? If she had been, it would make his research easier. But if it was true, it would be a fabulous coup. Communication from another dimension.

  The erotic response of his own body didn’t surprise him. On the three occasions that he had met Dr. Morgan in person, she had elicited the same response. She looked right, smelled right and on the psychic plane, he was trying to see if she tasted right, but she had pulled back. Why had she pulled back? Didn’t she feel it, too?

  “What the hell am I thinking? It was all just a dream.” He sat up and took stock, grabbed a jumpsuit and jerked it on. But not to destroy his chances, he added, “And if it wasn’t a dream, Kaylee, meet me on the psychic plane as soon as I fall asleep.”

  Next time, he would be waiting for her.

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  His day passed in small increments, setting up his equipment was done in m ilestones, setting the stage for his later research. Calibration took up much of the morning, with running base levels for the rest of the afternoon. The soothing hum of the lab made him wish that Dr. Morgan was with him, arguing, bickering and bending over the equipment, showing off her amazing ass.

  Finally, he was ready for the first test of his portable platform. If she was near it, it should charge enough of the particulates to make her visible, if not tangible.

  “Dr. Morgan, Kaylee, if you are in the room, move over the platform. It should make you visible for limited amounts of time.” He waited for a minute and then threw the switch. For long moments, he thought that the whole exercise had been useless, but then a slight sparkle to the air over the platform began to take on a more solid form.

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  As the particles clung to her skin, she privately applauded Dirven’s initiative. If he could see her, he would know that she was actually there and therefore his work would not be in vain. She blinked and admired the shiny particulates as she 8

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  held her hands out in front of her.

  The excitement in his eyes was quite contagious, and she bowed low to him, praising his ingenuity without words. His fist pumped into the air in triumph and she laughed, wondering idly if her features were visible enough to convey the emotion.

  She remembered all too well the burn of satisfaction that a successful experiment caused. It seemed to be the only memory of satisfaction that she could manage lately. Had she really cut off all contact with other beings to concentrate on her research?

  Watching Dirven do his cute and sexy happy dance made her wonder what she had been missing.

  She extended her limbs and smiled as she could see them with more than her inner eye. They were physically apparent, so she mimed clapping her hands together and when he saw what she was doing, executed a curtsy. More of the particles flocked to her surface and it came to Kaylee with a jolt, that she wasn’t wearing a stitch. She would never have figured it out if Dirven’s attention hadn’t suddenly become completely focussed on her breasts.

  “Oh hells.” She moved her hands to cover her sparkling surfaces and the disappointment on his face was palpable. “Fine.” She dropped her 9

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  concealing hands and did a slow turn so he could see what his particle beam had wrought. Without her jumpsuit, she hadn’t felt naked, it had separated from her intangible body the first time she ghosted through a wall. She had been nude for a long time, but hadn’t noticed it. With the Azon’s appreciative gaze on her, it suddenly came to her in a rush. So did the sensations in her memory that she recognized as lust. She had always been hot for his body, but it was only now that Kaylee could contemplate that it might be mutual, and she couldn’t do a damned thing about it.

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  She glittered and spun in the particle field, a sparkling goddess of science. Dirven couldn’t take his gaze off her. His blood sang in his veins with both the triumph of the experiment and the sight of the woman that his government had given him its blessing to claim. The Azon prided intelligence, in whatever form it took, and the Terran volunteers qualified.

  “You look lovely, and it is wonderful to see you again.” He bowed formally, and she twirled again for him. “Now that I have confirmed that you survived the experiment, I will get going on returning you to the solid world.”

  Kaylee nodded in acknowledgement.

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  Since she seemed to be in possession of her faculties, he asked, “Was that you in my dream last night?”

  A nod.

  “What about in the shower? There was some unusual activity in there and I was wondering if you were the cause?”

  She nodded a little shyly and walked off the platform toward him.

  Not knowing what she was up to, he stepped back as she reached out. She looked sad and dropped her arms, turning away. In an effort to keep her near him, he stepped forward and for a moment, they overlapped. “Stellar lights!” He buckled and fell to his knees as his body exploded in a whirl of sensual energy. The sticky residue in the front of his jumpsuit was proof for him that she was indeed the energy that he had felt the night before, in the shower.

  He looked up into the glitter of her eyes, and her hand came to rest against his cheek. The light power tingle that shot through him was the barest touch of the energy from only seconds before.

  “Kaylee, I think you have been watching me in the shower.” His physical discomfort was battling with his amusement. He definitely wasn’t the only one attracted, or she had a cruel sense of humour.

  Either way, he wanted her to do that again when he had sensors on.

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  She backed away and knelt on the floor opposite him. Kaylee shrugged and nodded at his assertion about the shower. She raised one hand and wiggled her fingers, and he connected the size of her hand with the bolt that had shot through his cock.

  “I need to take another shower and get a new suit. Stay here. I will return in a moment.” He watched her carefully, and made sure that she was still sitting on the edge of the particle pad while he quickly made his way through a rapid and thorough shower and tugged a new ship suit up and over his hips. He left the rest of the suit open, feeling like testing Kaylee’s attraction to him while he could register the results. For science, of course.

  She was right where he had left her, sitting with her legs crossed and looking around the room slowly. He quickly attached monitors to his body and temples. Dirven set his computers to record all bio signs coming through and then turned back to his audience. “I do want you to try that phasing again, but this time I want to record it.”

  At her vaguely sceptical look, he laughed, “The more I know about the phase resonance of your body, the faster we can get you back into the real world. I am a willing volunteer for science.”

  Her shoulders shook, which did amazing things to her breasts. His hands flexed with an urge to cup the soft mounds as his claws flexed and 12

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  retracted. He wanted to feel her. “Not now though. I am just wearing the monitors so I don’t forget to put them on.”

  He looked her in the eye. “I do, however, need a sample of your energy to calibrate your original machines. Can you pass your hand along this sensor array?” She glided up next to him and his body shook with tension. Having her so close, naked and being unable to touch her was going to drive him mad.

  Great, another reason to want her solid. His mating urge was kicking in, his blood was on fire and it was impossible to determine when he would stop being able to think. That in itself was not a good sign. He needed to get her corporeal before his instincts took over completely and he fell into a coma.

  As she passed her hand along the array, he noted the readings. “Can you show me the order of the prep for the trans dimensional trigger?” She nodded and drifted over to the far instrument panel. When he joined her, she showed him the order of the toggles and switches, then gestured with wiggling fingers to the keypad. There was obviously a code involved. Dirven made the notes for the order of the procedure and stretched his arms over his head.

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  over the surface of his skin with the lightest of touches, but still the dials went wild. She had ceased being Dr. Morgan the instant that she had admitted to playing with him in the shower.

  He shuddered as her touch dropped below his navel, it was going to be a long, hard few days.

 

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