Page 23 of Alien in the Attic

He nodded, squeezing her hand. “It won’t take long. Most of my effects are in order and ready to transport. I plan to spend this entire day at your side.”

“And the night?” she asked hopefully.

Arccoo smiled down at her. “The whole night.”

Chapter 10

Arccoo

Arccoo led Carmen by the hand, pulling her up the stairs to where her bedroom lay in wait. He pulled her to him at the top of the landing, pressing them against the wall as he bent down to nibble her bottom lip. His hands roamed down the contours of her curves, making her moan breathlessly against his mouth.

“Your body is amazing,” Arccoo breathed into her neck. He gripped her waist in his hands and pulled her closer against him. He wanted to mold her body to his, to memorize her very essence.

The dusky light from the room’s antique chandelier cast a warm glow over Carmen’s skin, illuminating her in hues of gold and amber while making her appear ethereal. He would carry the vision across the cosmos.

Their final night together unraveled like the last thread of hope. Each moment brought them closer to Arccoo’s final departure.

“Arccoo,” she murmured, her voice heavy with their impending futures. The heat between them rose, a tangible force that pushed them closer without the need for gravity.

His hands explored the familiar and cherished landscape of her body, sliding down over her hips to cup her ass as she pressed against his hardening cock.

Every curve under his fingers was a verse he wished he could write across the stars, a testament to the love they had kindled in such a short amount of time. Her responsiveness to his touch was immediate and intense, perfected in stolen moments of time. The cherished memories of their forbidden love would stay with him forever.

The passion she displayed matched his own. Her hands fisted his shirt as her body aligned with his in a seamless rhythm thatspoke of a connection deeper than the physical plane they were bound to.

“I can’t believe this is your last night here,” Carmen said, trailing her words into the air as Arccoo nibbled and kissed across her neck.

The longing that ran through him was sharp, a blade that cut through the veil of pleasure. He wanted to forever etch this night into the very fabric of his being, to carry her essence with him across the void between worlds.

In that instant, Arccoo knew that no matter the space or the silence that awaited, this night, this singular expression of their love would resonate through eternity. Their love could survive the immense distance between planets. He could feel it.

Arccoo traced the contours of Carmen’s face, his fingertips gliding over her skin like a comet tail streaking across the night sky.

“This may be our last physical night, but what I’ve found with you will endure for eternity.”

Their lips met once more. A frenetic need for closeness ran throughout them as they made their way to the bedroom. With each step, they paused, yielding to the urgency of their touch, hands exploring the familiar yet still exhilarating landscape of each other’s bodies.

The plush carpet muffled their footsteps as they stumbled together, the ferocity of their movements dictated by longing and guided by the gravity of their connection. Arccoo’s violet eyes shimmered with an emotion that was both joyous and melancholic.

Carmen pressed closer, her curves molding into him with a desperation that told of an impending void only he could fill. Her fingers dug into the fabric covering his shoulders, as if trying to anchor herself to him, to this world, to the now. He could feel her heartbeat, rapid against his chest, a drumbeat counting down their time left entwined.

Arccoo’s breath hitched as Carmen’s lips met his. She carried a silent plea in the press of her mouth against his, and her tongue moved with an intensity that made him wish he had more time.

He felt the tremble in Carmen’s touch, the uncertainty that quivered between them mirrored in the hesitant way she drew him closer. Each kiss was a whisper of doubt, speaking of the unspeakable fears of love tested by cosmic distance. Yet as much as hesitation laced their movements, desire pulled them inevitably together. The unyielding force refused to be denied.

Arccoo picked Carmen up as she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her, never breaking the kiss, to her bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. He paused to look into her eyes, the inevitable weighing heavily on their shared gaze.

With a sad smile, Carmen pulled him to her, kissing him as if this was the last time. The echo of their mingled breaths filled thehall, enveloped by the urgency that propelled them. His hands traced the familiar terrain of her skin, focusing on the rise and fall beneath his fingertips as if charting a map across galaxies, one he would need to navigate the void that loomed ahead.

Arccoo’s hands trembled with a mingling of eagerness and reverence as they reached for Carmen. He lifted the clingy fabric of her dress, revealing her thighs inch by inch until it pooled at the floor around her feet.

The violet lace that clung to her skin caught his breath in his throat. His heart thrummed a celestial rhythm, resonating through the tight confines of his body where his cock gave an impatient twitch.

With her dress discarded, the moonlight danced over her exposed skin, painting her in ethereal light. Arccoo leaned forward, his lips parting in silent worship before pressing a kiss just below her collarbone. His mouth moved with unhurried intensity, savoring the taste of her flesh, as sweet as stardust on his tongue.

The delicate scent of her desire blended into the night air in a fragrance that could drive even a being of the cosmos to madness. His kisses became a trail of heat as he explored the valley between her breasts, descending like a fallen star over her stomach. With every touch, he reaffirmed his devotion, leaving no doubt of his need to claim her as his own, if only for this fleeting moment.

His cock strained against his pants as he nibbled and kissed his way down Carmen’s body to the hem of her lace panties. The violet hue made him let out a groan. His hands danced over the lace that clung to her like a second skin, the delicate fabric whispering secrets only he could hear. Arccoo’s gaze held a feral gleam, his pupils dilated with raw need as he caught the edge of her panties between his teeth in a display of the hunger that consumed him.

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