Chapter 8
Roys’ kiss lacked all the patience he previously complained that I didn’t have.
When I dared not to part my lips, he slammed against me and got what he wanted.
His tongue ran over the roof of my mouth, bringing that enticing taste of cherry.
The candy caught between our tongues, a flavor that became entirely him.
He took my bottom lip between his teeth to bite hard because we couldn’t possibly be soft.
We were all hard edges, imperfect, scraping against one another like metal on metal.
My hands found his waist, his stomach, feeling every panting breath, curling in his dark hair and roving up to those glorious pecs.
Having him against me, something solid, kept me from thinking of an endless dark.
Though our tongues had been lethal, like this, they melted, a pool of pleasure to share. I clung to his back, bringing him in.
The pain had Roys hissing. He retreated, shaking his head. “That was… we shouldn’t be doing this. It’s stress. We’re scared and you’re…”
I brought his hand back to my throat. “Why not?” I kissed him and sucked the candy back into my mouth. “Are you worried I won’t like what you have to offer?”
“Is pissing me off the only way you know how to communicate?”
There was nothing but us, making the dark feel like nothing more than a crowded room. We were back on the surface, in the habitat, alone in the barracks, nothing more.
“It’s worked on you so far. Come on.” I grabbed his ass, keeping him between me and reality. “Show me. Teach me a lesson, Captain.”
His teeth tore into my neck. The scruff of his beard tickled my goosebump covered skin.
His body trapped me against the wall, like I had wanted.
The damp atmosphere cooled my heated skin that he made hotter by tugging open my exoskin.
His fingers found my chest, thumbs circling my nipples.
I squeezed his ass, moaning when he brought our hips together in a merciless grind.
“I doubt you would listen to any lesson from me. You said not to lecture you, after all.” Roys pulled me in for a kiss. I trembled against his fervor, moaning as he drove me wild with teeth and tongue. “Although you are more compliant here than I thought you’d be.”
“All I heard was that you’ve thought about this,” I groaned when he used the hold on my throat to knock my head against the wall.
“I really want to shut you up.”
“I’m sure you can think of a way to achieve that.”
Eyes bright, the most enchanting blue that no starlit galaxy could rival, caught me in their destructive path. He brushed a thumb over my bottom lip before pressing it into my mouth. “Suck.”
I didn’t mind taking orders from him when he sounded like that, when he looked at me like there was nothing else in all the galaxies.
I sucked on his thumb, running my tongue over the pad of his finger, pressing the candy against it, which he dragged through my mouth.
“That’s a good boy.” He smirked when I shivered.
Roys brought his thigh between my legs and dropped his thumb in favor of a kiss. My hips rutted fruitlessly against him, wanting more that he never gave. Never moving his thigh, always making me thrust and tug on his belt, he smacked my hands away, leaving me wanting.
“Getting shy?” I panted against his swelling lips. “If you back out now, I’m going to think Arana won that bet.”
“This mouth of yours is so utterly insufferable.”
“It seems to me you quite like my mouth.”
He didn’t stop me from removing his belt this time and finally rubbed his thigh against me when I grabbed his cock, hot and thick and wet against my palm.
The brush of Roys’ arousal had my knees quaking, imagining the girth of him stretching me into unfathomable ecstasy.
I’d complain about owing Arana, but it was worth every credit to have him in my hand.
I forgot entirely about where we were, what was happening, everything.
There was only the desire to be unraveled by him, to know what it would be like to be under his complete control as he fucked me.
I worked him slowly, feeling him growing, the precome leaking from his head.
His thigh returned the pressure. I was captured by his lips on my neck and his body on me.
My thumb circled his head, traced the vein on the underside of his cock.
We could really use some lube, but I made do by spitting into my hand.
It was difficult to discern where one of us began and the other ended, pressed close in the dark as my pace quickened.
He grabbed my wrist, tugging me away from his pants. “On your knees.”
“Is that an order?”
Roys took me by the hair and yanked. “On. Your. Knees.”
The pleasure took root, spreading, connecting every nerve.
I fell, hardly resisting the urge to touch myself.
Roys didn’t hesitate to drop his exoskin and trousers.
He was so fucking hot, and it kind of pissed me off that I hadn't got my hands on him sooner.
I opened my mouth for him, but Roys caught my hair and held me back.
“Do you want to suck me off?” His tone was a razor’s edge, captivating and dark.
I licked my lips, breathing heavily, admiring him. “Yes.”
“Yes?” His eyes were challenging, his smirk like the devil.
Oh, he was pushing it. But he tugged my hair, and I trembled just thinking about saying, “Yes, sir.”
“Good boy.” Roys didn’t need to push further. I already dipped my mouth over him. He tasted incredible mixed with the cherry candy still dissolving in my mouth, hot on my tongue. My hand worked his base while I tasted all of him that I could.
“And here I thought you couldn’t follow orders,” he moaned, eyes closed in bliss and hand massaging the back of my neck while I cupped his balls.
Roys rolled his hips, using the hold on my head to keep an astonishing pace.
I rubbed myself over my exoskin, needing to be touched.
I sucked until my cheeks were hollow, swallowing the candy and all he gave me.
My fingers shifted through his dark hair, squeezing, tugging on his balls before smoothing over his base.
His low groans encouraged my work, the feel of his fingers digging into my scalp telling me exactly what he liked.
I departed for a breath, to kiss along his cock and take one of his balls between my lips.
“Do you like being on your knees for me?” Roys groaned.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to come in your mouth?”
I clipped off my belt and slipped my hand below, gasping at the first touch. “Yes.”
“Take out your cock.”
I fumbled with my clothes, pushing everything aside to offer Roys the view he wanted.
He watched as I spit into my hand and touched myself, eyes darker than deep space.
They were a void, a black hole bringing in everything, taking in me.
My blood ran hot, heart thudding in my ears.
I never wanted to come so badly in my life.
“Keep your hands to yourself,” Roys ordered. He laid one arm on the wall and the other kept firm hold of my hair. “You’re getting off exactly like this, understood?”
I couldn’t believe how much that turned me on. “Yes, sir.”
Roys showed no mercy as he thrust into my open mouth.
I kissed and licked and did anything he wanted, using a hand to keep me at the rough speed he so desired, that made the need in me burn hotter.
The sound of his voice, low and baritone, excited me, the way he cursed here when he hadn’t previously, how he showed a completely new side that riled up every part of me.
I wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to give me everything. My other hand fell to cup my balls, squeezing and tugging, feeling that edge growing closer. Roys moaned, thrusting hard enough to make my head jerk against the wall.
“Have you thought about sucking me off before, Ethin?” he purred.
That name didn’t sound so bad here, where reality faded away. We were in a world entirely our own, one made of pleasure, that didn’t end in a nightmare.
Roys left, preventing me from following by digging those tough fingers into my scalp. “Answer me when I ask you a question.”
I thrust into my hand faster. “Yes, I thought about it.”
“Is that all you thought about?”
“No, sir,” I whispered, moaning when Roys slipped between my lips. He rolled his hips slowly. I quivered, jerking faster, knowing any moment would spell a glorious end.
“What else have you thought about? Tell me, or I’ll leave you here, and you can get off on your own.”
I whined, my hips thrusting messily against my hand. “I thought about you touching me like this, your hands all over me, your tongue and cock fucking me.”
“That’s a good boy.” Roys returned to me with a maddening rhythm that had my eyes watering.
I did as my captain ordered, taken by an orgasm ripping through my veins with him in the back of my throat. I would never admit out loud how much that turned me on, how much I loved Roys’ total control, or the taste of him when he came. He groaned while I devoured every drop.
I sucked him afterward, too, making sure he was utterly finished before letting him fall away. I kissed and bit his powerful thighs and hips, hands falling on his ass to keep him close while we basked in the afterglow that couldn’t save us from the aftermath.
I wasn’t sure what to do after sucking my captain off and loving every moment.
I was already thinking of how to do it again, how to have Roys fuck me in any way he would until exhaustion left us listless, how to get between his legs and feel a warmth only he could give.
I squirmed, already half hard thinking about what it’d be like to be beneath him, on top of him, to have him inside of me, to be inside of him.
Oh, this was going to be bad. Well, I did like getting into a little trouble now and again.
Roys let go, and so did I. A chill fell over me when the captain stepped away to tug on his pants and exoskin. I tried not to watch, but I liked what he offered. Then I tucked myself in, closed my exoskin, and got a drink, washing the taste of him away.
The cave wasn’t as suffocating and foreboding. Fear didn’t lace my every breath. The adrenaline of our sex left my heart pounding, a steady rhythm that the dark couldn’t subdue. Yet.
Roys’ commlink beeped. We shared a shocked glance, then he said, “Hello? Does anyone copy?”
The commlink fizzled in and out. I thought I heard someone, so did he.
“You’re cutting out.” His voice carried more excitement than usual. The commlink sputtered again. “They’re close.” He tightened his belt. “We have to move.”
I was somewhat relieved the commlink reacted when it did; otherwise, we would have to acknowledge the whole blowjob thing, amazing as it was.
“Keep talking. We’re in a cavern, so you may be close or above us,” Roys ordered, keeping the commlink close to his mouth as we traversed the tunnels.
Roys kept repeating himself, unsure if the others heard him. Regardless, because of his chatter, they talked back until Iylene came through, “Scans… close… stop… STOP!”
Roys and I stopped. Iylene never raised their voice, then that voice came out clear. “The scan says we’re on top of you.”
“The flora dropped us into a tunnel network. We’re underground,” Roys explained, breathing a sigh of relief that I mirrored. “Something is blocking our commlinks down here.”
“No shit,” said Arana.
I leapt for Roys’ commlink. He tensed as if my touching his hand was somehow worse than having his cock in my mouth. Go figure.
“Arana, you shitstain, we wouldn’t be down here if you watched where you fucking stepped,” I shouted.
“Fuck you,” she spat, then laughed. “I’m glad you’re alive. We got some fancy laser diggers from the lab, but Zavir is still reading the manual.”
“I’ve almost got it,” Zavir’s voice came in. “And hello, I’m glad you’re not dead.”
My stomach flip flopped. I fell against the wall, feeling every ounce of fear leave me in a single moment. We really would not die down here. I might have jumped the gun by sucking Roys off, but stars was it fucking worth it to finally know what he tasted like.
Roys’ shoulders dropped, releasing a tension that actually smoothed the natural discomfort of his face. Then he raised the commlink to ask, “Iylene, did you receive my missed calls?”
“I did.”
“Good.”
I would have snooped, but Zavir turned on the laser, with a far too maniacal laugh, and the ceiling started shaking.
Okay, a slight chance of dying remained.