Chapter 16 Jorusk
I don’t care to ever get up again. I’m certain I’ve died and gone to Magmium. My Inferno wouldn’t let me sleep all night.
Beautiful Brynna shifts on my chest. I adjust the blanket over her bare body to cover her shoulders, sweep loose strands of her dark hair from her face, then look up at the morning sunlight, wondering where to go from here.
There is a war going on up there between my kind and Talhuskins. Another between us and Denarso. Mindor have learned to trust us. But I wonder when the Nebs will return to our ships to steal what little we have left.
I hope they stay away because we are so hindered and broken. But my fear is that they will see it as an opportunity to take what they want with little resistance.
Brynna’s hand slides down my side. “Are you okay?”
I look down to see my Inferno slowly pulsing through my body. “As much as I can be.”
“What’s on your mind?”
“Home. The wars. You. And how I wish we could bond the way we were meant to. But our ritual lands are destroyed. We have fled to space among the Amphirans. We are losing everything because of selfish species that keep getting away with murder. But we are all stretched too thin because of the empire, and I don’t know that there’s a safe place in the galaxy that I can take you where we can have a life together without always looking over our shoulders. ”
Her hand slides around my side, and she pulls us closer together. “I am with you. We will find a way through this.”
Brynna peeks up at me with her dark eyes in a way that says she isn’t okay. She forces a smile. “It’s just something DIA said that makes me worry for you.”
DIA is a chatty spirit, and I’m starting to feel a bit left out. But Cinuska would just say that that’s how females are. “What did she say?”
Her wristband beeps frantically. Brynna looks down at it. Her brows knit. “I… That your kind is the key to winning the war with the empire.”
She rubs her face and covers her eyes. “I’m just worried what that means. So I’ve been working on something that happened to me recently to see if there’s something I can do to change things.”
I watch her closely, fearing that what she’s going to say will involve us being apart.
“I had a Neb jack into my power grid, shut everything down but essentials, and steal just a handful of medicinal plants. But it’s how he did it that still boggles my mind. I had no sign of him entering my space or moving toward my ship. He was already out there, waiting.
“Somehow, he got to my ship without registering any thruster heat or movement. He invaded like a shadow and slipped out the same way. I logged all the sensor feedback that I did get. I snagged only a small spot on the hull with some residue that matches your creosotine poison. And I have one camera feed blip that shows him standing in my dark ship.”
“That doesn’t sound like normal Neb behavior.”
“No, it doesn’t.” Brynna sits up and straddles my hips. She’s still naked beneath the blankets, and the sudden closeness of her, the heat of her delicate opening so close to me, has my cock straining against my shorts and tied off race suit.
I brace her hips and breathe out as I try to regain control.
“A work contact of mine, Zariah, is raising a Neb with her mate, Elix. They found him on a refugee planet.” Brynna unties the arms of my suit from my waist as she looks off at the other cliffs.
“I know them.”
“Oh, good. Well, she and I have been talking. We’re thinking there are more out there, refugees, maybe rebels. The Nebs as we know them would wreck engines, kill everyone in their way, and take everything, leaving only a husk of a ship in their wake.”
She leans forward and kisses my chest above my arrestor. “If we can find a way to talk to the outliers…”
Brynna catches my tail, runs her tongue down the length, and dips the tip into the supple heat of her mouth. “Maybe we could design a new attack plan.”
“Uh huh. Sure.” My heart slams against my ribs as it tries to catch up with the surge of rabid desire that courses through me. The beeping on my wristband alerts me that we’re missing the knowledge game. But I don’t give a damn. I have everything I want right here.
Her fingers are soft and adept as they slip inside my uniform and my fireproof shorts and shimmy them down while her teeth nip at my abs, travel lower, lower, until I’m a raging mess from anticipation.
“Bryn…” Concern makes me catch her as she’s about to free me from my pants.
She squints up at me. “I am not afraid of you, Jorusk. I have looked through the catalog. I know you might be…different.”
Insecurity grips me. “I am not like others. I am not even from this colony.”
“DIA told me.” Her warm breath grazes my hips, and I wish I had the confidence to just take her right here and now, but I’m afraid of scaring her, hurting her, and pushing her away because of what I look like compared to her species’ folklore and religious texts.
Brynna tucks her feet under her and sits back. Her hands gently massage my hips in soothing circles. “I have battled many males while I was alone in space. I have had more alien stings and bites than most soldiers twice my age. I am not going to run from you.”
“Does my Inferno ever…scare you?”
“Well, yeah.”
I sigh and look away, frustration and lust clashing in my chest.
“But I’m glad you’re that powerful. And if dying in a blaze is how I have to go, I sure hope it’s from a night like last night.”
I chuckle, remembering the drugging musk of her, her soft flesh beneath my tongue, and the way she cried out as I sent her into enchantam tremors.
In my distraction, Brynna moves to free me from my shorts, and I’m too late to stop her.
“Ooh, fuck me.” Brynna dips her head as I spring free and takes my tip into her mouth. It’s a tight fit, but she manages.
The velvety sensation that curls around me steals my breath.
She sucks as she backs off. “Definitely larger than I expected.”
She finds my base with her tongue and glides her plush, wet affection down my balls and up again. Her warm hands form around my shaft, even over the orange veins that pulse with light like the heat doesn’t bother her.
“What are these?” she asks with curiosity before circling her tongue around the rounded tines at my base.
Ecstasy floods my hips. My erection grows painfully hard. I strain for air and look up at the dome, trying to count the structural ribs to distract myself and let Brynna play a little longer. Forever if she wants. I have never felt so good in all my life. I am already hot and ready to blow.
“M…” I gasp as she presses her lips down over my tip and takes me deeper until I touch the back of her throat. Brynna backs off slowly, humming a lustful note that shivers down my shaft and into my spine until I feel like I might combust.
“What was that?” she teases.
“Mating tines. They bite when I’m about to…”
She licks me, base to tip. “Like Nytheralians?”
“Not all over. Just…there.” I’m a tense, trembling mess beneath her. It is the most heavenly kind of torture.
“Mmm.” She licks them again. “Brings a whole new meaning to bite me.”
Brynna cups my balls in one hand, grabs my shaft with the other, and pushes her mouth down over my tip again, sucking and stroking and massaging in a hypnotic pattern that pushes me over the edge.
I brace the side of her face as my balls tighten and my Inferno thrusts heat into my hips. “Bryn…”
She hums encouragement. My Inferno lights up like a fiery tornado as I pump my hot seed into her. I can’t stop, even as her face reddens and she’s clearly trying to hold it together for me.
Shit. No…
My Inferno is too much.
I am wrecking her beautiful mouth.
I strain to rein in my monster, but he wants this too much. I have far too much pent-up energy. It builds beneath the hold of the arrestor, and I’m releasing it the only way my body knows how.
“I’m… Shit. S…sorry. Fuck… I’m sorry.” I gasp as my Inferno takes what it wants and leaves me straining for air through the erotic pleasure of filling her. “I’m sorry.”
Brynna sits back, her eyes watering, and covers her mouth. Seeing her reddened face breaks me.
This was a mistake.