Page 129 of Stars in Mist

‘Woman, come for me,’ moaning as he thrust into her, his tongue working her neck andkoya.

‘Oh, Riv.’ Her hips surged, and she squeezed his firm ass cheeks, aiding his driving force as waves of pleasure washed through her.

He rammed into her, his arms enfolding her. His lips pressed into her nape, kissing her, sucking her. His heart beat against her.

He impaled her, his hardness moving deep.

Élisa exhaled, her waist moving in wild abandon.

Riv’s thighs propelled them, moving faster in and out of her.

He held her, his mouth against her neck, then exploded with a roar, his entire core shuddering, his pelvis plunged faster, harder, rocking, pushing deeper into her.

She jerked as she came again, her body spasming out of control.

Riv kept lunging into her as she crested until her eventual descent from her righteous high.

He stayed inside her, his weight on her, breathing ragged as he gasped for air.

Caressing his face, she ran her lips across his cheek. ‘I adore you with all my soul, Sableman.’

She slipped her hands into his hair, holding him to her.

‘I love you, too, silver angel.’ He kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth.

She gave him back some of the same beauty, and together, they rocked each other until they both faded into the embrace of sweet, sated sleep.

Riv knifed up from sleep to the sound of deafening klaxons.

He rose from his bed as his woman sat up, a dazed look on her face, her lengthy mane falling all over her body in a silver waterfall.

‘Mirage, an update, please.’

‘The Katánians are here. Two hours from orbit, and they’re racing hard and fast towards us.’

Riv grunted. ‘Any good news?’

‘Kainan arrived about an hour ago. His fleet is hiding behind Devansi’s moon, waiting on our signal.’

Riv jerked. ‘Why didn’t you wake us?’

Mirage chuckled. ‘Hold your horses, Rider. He said not to, claiming the more sleep you all got, the better. You’d only have woken to worry. He insisted, and if you’ve any issues, take it up with him. He’s thekhosi.’

Riv huffed as he pulled on his meta suit. ‘Everyone else on the ready?’

‘Zane is already at the helm; his uncanny sense woke him up hours ago. So is Killen. Y’know what they say about peas in a pod.’

Riv laughed, exchanging a look with Élisa. She, too, was pulling on a Sable issue suit with all the bells and whistles.

Once she’d tugged it on, she turned to braiding her lengthy hair. Her fingers flew as she tidied up her long locks and twisted the cord into a tidy bun.

Mirage continued with an update on the key crew. ‘Xion is still snoring even though I’ve comm’d him twice, and alarms are on the go.’

‘Typical. Use the cold blast of icy air method. That always works.’

‘Ki’Remi is walking out of his suit right now and heading to med bay, ready for emergencies.’

‘Let Zane know we’ll be there soon.’

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