Page 64 of Human Reform
But he wasn’t content to let me stand there.His hands slid down my back, pulling me closer, and then he lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he pressed me against the cool tile of the shower wall.The contrast of the cold surface against my back and the heat of his body against my front made me gasp, and I tightened my grip on his shoulders.
“Daxon,” I breathed, my voice trembling as he positioned himself at my wet entrance.He was so impossibly large, yet he slid into me with a slow, deliberate ease that made my breath hitch.This time, he wasn’t rough or demanding.He was taking his time, savoring every inch and every sensation, and it was driving me wild.
“Slow and steady,” he said, his voice a low growl.“I want to feel every part of you.”
I groaned, my head falling back against the tile as he began to move, his thrusts slow and deep, each one drawing out a whimper from my lips.It was maddening, the way he held back, the way he made me wait, yet it was also the most exquisite torture I’d ever experienced.My nails dug into his shoulders, and I arched against him, trying to urge him to go faster, but he only chuckled, the sound dark and possessive.
“Not yet,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my neck.“You’ll climax better like this.Slow.Deep.You’ll feel it in every part of you.”
“Daxon, please,” I begged, my voice breaking as he continued to move with that agonizing slowness.“I need more.”
He laughed again, the sound sending a thrill through me.“You don’t need more.You need this.Trust me.”
I wanted to argue, to demand he give me what I wanted, but the truth was, he was right.The slow, deliberate pace was building something inside me, something deeper and more intense than anything I’d ever felt.It wasn’t just physical.It was emotional, a connection that went beyond the physical act of sex.I could feel it in the way he held me, in the way his eyes never left mine, and in the way he whispered my name like a prayer.
“You’re completely mine,” he said, his voice rough with emotion.“Every part of you.Every breath.Every heartbeat.”
“Completely yours,” I gasped, my body trembling as the tension inside me coiled tighter and tighter.“Always.”
And then it happened.The slow, steady rhythm of his thrusts pushed me over the edge, and I came with a loud cry, my body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.It was deeper and more intense than anything I’d ever experienced, and I clung to him, my fingers digging into his skin as I rode it out.
His orgasm soon hit him hard, his release shuddering through him as he buried himself deep inside me, spilling himself fully into me.For a long moment, we stayed like that, both of us breathing heavily, my body still trembling from the intensity of it all.
“See?”he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear.“Slow can be just as good.”
I laughed, the sound breathless and shaky, and he smiled, that genuine smile that made my heart ache.He was so much more than I’d ever expected, so much more than I’d ever dared to hope for.And at that moment, I knew I was his—completely, utterly, and forever.
TWENTY-EIGHT
DAXON
The insistent chimeof my wrist communicator dragged me from the most peaceful sleep I’d had in years.Alora’s naked form was still wrapped around mine, her breath warm against my chest, one leg thrown possessively over my thigh.Her dark hair spilled across my arm like ink, and I couldn’t resist tracing the curve of her spine with my fingertips before reaching for my communicator.
“Daxon,” I answered softly, trying not to wake her.
Commander Helix’s voice came through crisp and authoritative.“My office.One hour.Bring Dr.Bridges.”
I glanced down at Alora, who was now stirring against me, her gray eyes blinking up with that drowsy vulnerability that made my chest ache.
“Understood,” I replied, ending the transmission.
“Morning,” Alora murmured, stretching against me in a way that sent heat rushing through my veins.“Was that duty calling?”
I pulled her closer, rolling so that she was beneath me.“We have an hour.”
Her laugh was cut short as I captured her mouth with mine, savoring the taste of her.Last night was a revelation.Each time we came together, I discovered new ways to please her and new sounds she made when I touched her just right.For someone who’d never had a sexual partner before her, I was proving to be a quick study with her gasps and moans as the most effective feedback system.
“Helix and Aeon want to see us,” I murmured against her neck, trailing kisses down to the hollow of her throat.
“Both of us?”she asked, arching beneath me.
“Both of us.”I let my hand slide down her body, memorizing each curve and each reaction.“But that still leaves us with fifty-seven minutes.”
Her laughter filled the room, bright and unguarded.“Always so precise.”
“I pride myself on accuracy,” I replied, dipping my head to take her nipple between my lips.
Later—significantly later—we hurried across the central plaza toward the council chamber.Morning sunlight filtered through the jungle canopy above, dappling the stone pathways with gold.The air was thick with moisture and the sweet scent of flowering vines that climbed the nearby structures.Colony members nodded respectfully as we passed, and I fought the growing urge to pull Alora closer to my side and make it clear to everyone that she was mine.
