Page 73 of Across The Stars
Slowly, his hand came up to cup my jaw, his thumb brushing lightly over my mouth. My lips parted under his touch and I sighed against him, watching him shiver because of it. He moved his thumb over my lips again and so I boldly licked over him with my tongue until he was slipping it into my mouth. I closed my lips over it, sucking lightly and feeling his pulse pick up at the sight. Dragging his thumb down my chin, he lifted his eyes to meet mine and I swore I was floating.
My pussy throbbed, begging for relief. A relief only he could give.
“Sjek,” he hissed lightly.
“Fuck,” I sighed.
34: Vahko
She knew and still she did it. Feeling her tongue slide over my thumb was torture enough. Watching her bite her bottom lip again was another jab to weaken my self-control. My cock swelled with need and I feared I could hurt her with how badly I desired to be inside her again. Memories of how warm and tight and perfect she was flooded my mind and I couldn’t help myself. I pulled her toward me, my lips colliding with hers. Kissing wasn’t even a valerian tradition and yet I’d adopted it like it was because kissing her made everything stop. Her arms flew around my neck without protest, her tongue plunging into my mouth. I bit lightly at her bottom lip, listening to the sweet way she whimpered at the mild pain.
“This is torture,” Innifer breathed.
“Tell me to stop.”
“I don’t want you to.”
Desperate to feel her, I slid my hand up her shirt, touching the smooth plane of her belly before I dipped my hand behind the waistband of her leggings. She rose onto her toes for me as I slid my fingers between her legs, stroking her warmth. She was soaked with need and it only added to the hardness of my cock. It was painfully real how much we wanted to connect.
Moaning, Innifer rocked her hips toward me, her breath quivering erotically in my ear. I stroked her gently, finding a sensitive little bud at the apex of her sex. Every time I passed over it, she shuddered, her nails biting the sides of my neck. I began drawing small circles around it until she was squirming and then I found her entrance. I poised two fingers there, waiting for her to say something, but she just whined with impatience. I took her in another ravenous kiss, sliding my fingers into her slick heat. Her head fell back, her mouth agape with pleasure as I thrust inside of her.
“Oh my god,” she gasped.
Coiling an arm around her slender waist, I held her close and upright as I moved my hand, my thumb caressing her. Her eyes fluttered closed, her heart beating wildly. I could feel her walls tightening around me the more I stroked her and it was the most enticing feeling in the world.
“You’re beautiful,” I said.
Innifer opened her eyes to look at me, her face flushed with pleasure.
“Really?” she panted.
I nodded, kissing her again. She tensed, her fingers closing around the fabric of my suit. Bringing her that kind of pleasure was addicting. Her scent drove me wild until I was reduced to an animal with only one thing on my mind. She bit down on mylip, the sting sending me over the edge. I thrust into her again, reveling in the way she shivered around me. Her muscles went taut and her body trembled with sudden release. It was swift and intense and I felt all of it down to my bones. She cried out against my mouth as if she wasn’t expecting it and clutched my shoulders tight. I drew my lips away from hers and moved them to her neck, my teeth grazing her soft skin. I could feel her going lax in my arms and was filled with a sense of pride. Controlling her pleasure was practically as enjoyable as my own.
Slowly, I drew back to look at her. Her eyes were hooded and dark and as I pulled my hand from between her legs, she hummed softly in protest. I kept her gaze as I raised my fingers to my mouth and slid them between my lips, tasting her. That in itself seemed to bring her close to another orgasm and I couldn’t resist letting the corner of my mouth curl up. It was roguish and she loved it.Sjek.I loved that she loved it. Looking at her lips again, images of her mouth wrapped around my cock made my breath falter.
And it seemed she had the same idea because her hands went slowly to my pants, her fingers brushing up my length through the material.
But just when I was about to rip her clothes off and claim her, alarms from outside Sikai’s border began blaring. Innifer didn’t register right away, but I did and all my arousal thawed behind a need to protect her. I stepped away, looking up at the glass dome hovering over us.
“What is that?” Innifer asked.
“Invasion alarms,” I said.
“What’s that mean?”
It meant something had breached the atmosphere. I narrowed my eyes at the dome just as a light drizzle of rain began to patter on the barrier. The alarms just kept pulsing, loudand high-pitched. Then I saw the flash of the outpost’s defense guns firing toward the sky.
Innifer grabbed my arm, realizing the seriousness of the situation when a craft appeared above the dome. I pressed my lips together, snarling at the shape of the ship. Triangular and covered in slick, reflective metal, gek ships were unmistakable.
“That’s what attacked the freighter,” Innifer said over the deep, loud hum coming from the craft.
Suddenly, a rippling pulse descended on the dome and the glass barrier shattered. Innifer screamed as shards rained down on us. I wrapped her in my arms, crouching to the ground with her body curled under me as the debris showered us. My clothing protected me, for the most part, but a few sharp pieces had gotten through, the slight sting of their intrusion sending little shocks across my shoulder blades.
I growled and quickly hauled Innifer to her feet, running toward the stairs only to see that rubble had blocked the doors. On the wall, however, was a metal compartment. I slammed my hand against the lock and watched the cover slide open. Inside were metal hilts and a few blasters. They weren’t much, but they were something. Every section of the outpost had emergency equipment. I handed one of the blasters to Innifer and took two of the metal hilts in my hands before stuffing her in a corner.
She held the blaster close and I was relieved to see her slide her finger over the trigger. It was much like a human gun, thankfully. Then I turned to see three figures descending into the gardens in vertical gravity streams. They landed heavily on the mossy ground, their boots crunching on the glass. Above, I heard blaster rounds being fired among shouting and voices yelling over coms. I couldn’t get up to them, though, and there was a threat right in front of me to deal with. Gek.
They were just as big as valerians. Perhaps fuller in mass, but that made them slower. Their skin was tougher and theirarmor more primitive. Most wore leather and they were fond of trinkets and jewelry, which they wore mostly on their hips and arms. Typically, they came in shades of green or blue with three long, fleshy strands extending over their scalp instead of hair or filaments. I knew from years of fighting them that they preferred hand-to-hand combat so they only carried one small blaster on them. They wouldn’t resort to it unless they had to. They liked the excitement too much.
