Chapter 13 #2
He commanded the air in my lungs, bringing each forth until my chest ached.
When we departed, he had the candy caught between his teeth.
His eyes weren’t dark this close. They were an unreal blue, rivaling the most unknown parts of deep space.
I enjoyed feeling him grow in my grasp, the warmth of him, and the way his eyes clouded over as I brought him pleasure.
Last time, I didn't have such a good look at him.
The caves were so dark compared to this where I could appreciate the flush overtaking his features, his eyes overcome by lust and lips swelling.
“No one else will know. This will stay our little secret," I said with a roll of my hips where my own arousal throbbed.
“And I assume this won’t affect your following orders at all?” he asked, panting from my hand rubbing his balls.
“I follow them where they truly count, don’t I?”
One tug of my hair and he had me moaning against his mouth, then more when he returned the favor.
Feeling his wet calloused fingers hold my cock, caress me, was maddening.
I leaned against him, or maybe he leaned against me.
I didn't fucking care as long as he had his hands on me.
He brushed up my shirt, fingers tracing my spine as I felt our hands between us, the heat growing and growing.
“You’re,” he kissed me, hard and fast. “Insufferable, do you know that?”
“Yeah, sweetheart, I know.”
I fell forward to bite that delectable neck, tasting him as my hips thrust into his eager hand.
Him, too, his hips jerked and every sound he made brushed against my sensitive ears.
I loved it, his hands on me, his cock in my grasp, the low growl when I bit him and maybe a little thrill at the thought of getting caught.
The others would never stop teasing me, but having Roys bucking beneath me was worth every bit of their torment.
This was quick, almost desperate, hands and mouths wandering, bringing us closer and closer until I couldn’t take it anymore. “Are you close? Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“I want to see.” He yanked me away from his neck. That touch, the way his thumb played with my head, how he focused so intensely between us was enough.
I came, spilling over his fingertips and in long ribbons against my abdomen.
Good thing he moved my shirt, and I did the same for him.
He stifled his pleasure against my shoulder, body shuddering as he filled my hand.
Then it was just our heavy breaths keeping us company in the afterglow.
He didn’t say anything, catching his breath against my shoulder before he finally sat back.
Seeing his chest heaving and face flushed, same as mine, encouraged a swell of pride that he had to crush.
“I have work to do.” He brought up the holo-screen on his desk. I pursed my lips when he nodded to our left. “There’s a shirt on the console.”
Getting out of his lap, I adjusted myself and got the shirt to wipe off before tossing it to him. Figured he’d be the type to get off and return to work like nothing ever happened. I wasn’t sure if I was annoyed or impressed. Once again, perhaps a bit of both.
Before I left, Roys said, nearly inaudible, “Here. After lights out. Commlink off.”
I let my smirk spread wide. “You gave us orders never to have them off, Captain.”
“Keep giving me attitude, see what happens.” He mocked, wearing that warning look, the furrowed brow that made each scar deepen.
Chuckling, I went for the exit, already imagining what it’d be like for him to take me over the desk.
“Ethin.” I froze on the threshold, not looking back when he said, “Messing around won’t change what happened with Lilea.”
I caught my tongue between my teeth and willed my body not to react. To remain still, and my voice steady when I replied, “You really know how to ruin the mood, don’t you?”
The door opened and shut behind me. I stepped out of the barracks to nearly run into Lilea. She didn’t look at me as she brushed by. The cradle healed the crack in her shell, leaving a faint mark over the dark spiral patterns, but otherwise, she was perfectly alright. Physically.
Arana, Ryker, and Zavir sat around playing poker in the communal area. Arana made her bets and lost, based on how she sat with her head in her hands. Ryker counted his winnings, the biggest of the pile, and Zavir dealt the next hand.
“You joining in? We should have time before,” Zavir glanced toward the barracks. “He calls us.”
“Absolutely not.” Ryker put his arms around his wins. “Lucky cheats, I swear.”
“No, the truth is in the name. Deal me in.” I fell into the seat beside Ryker and pulled out a smoke.
Arana whimpered when tossing a cigarette, her last one, on the betting pile. Then there was a spark in her eyes when she sat tall and held her cards. “I am winning this time.”
We all pretended to agree. She had to join the militia for a reason, and even that couldn’t convince her how bad she was.
Arana lost over and over. Ryker whimpered as I accumulated his wealth.
We made a rule that I’d give back half of what I took, considering how I never lost. Iylene watched me for over two hours once to ensure I didn’t cheat.
But I doubted they would ever do that again.
Lilea returned to the communal area. Iylene went in next. Zavir kept checking his commlink. Ryker didn’t speak much, then Arana threw her cards on the table and said, “I’ll be the first one to say it; this is awkward.”
“It is unpleasant.” Zavir sighed.
All eyes went to me. I pointed my cigarette toward each of them, my second cigarette. I emptied the pack, and I didn’t care because I had won three more from Arana.
“Don’t give me those looks. The lot of you ran with me.” I scooped up my winnings and tossed the smokes into the old pack. They weren’t my preferred brand, but it was better than nothing.
“Yeah, well, I never abandoned one of our own before.” Arana laid her arms on the table, shivering.
“Abandoned is a harsh term.” My teeth tore into my cheek. Blood fell onto my tongue. Her voice echoed in my brain, a broken stream for the worst nightmares.
“But the correct one,” said Ryker, falling back in his chair. “It was the right call, Lucky. A shit one, but the right one.”
“Exactly.” I breathed in the last of my cigarette and crushed it in the ashtray. “Lilea will understand once she has a day or two to calm down. Iylene will pretend like it never happened by tomorrow.”
“You hope so.” Zavir shuffled the cards needlessly. No one wanted to play another hand.
As annoying as Roys was earlier, I was relieved we’d meet tonight. I needed a damn good distraction.