Atlantean's Quest Volume 2

by Jordan Summers

  “God, you smell good, rich and spicy like a woman should, yet sweet—succulent, good enough to feast upon. And I intend to.” With that, he lowered his face and began probing her nether lips with his tongue, drawing lazy figure eights over her swollen flesh, all the while avoiding her aching clit.

  “I don’t know what it is about you.” He murmured against her flesh. “I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

  Cassandra knew exactly what was occurring between them. They were true-mates, whether he’d heard of the concept or not. The bond would grow stronger with each joining. He flicked his tongue, rasping the hooded bundle of nerves once. Cassandra dug her fingers into the linens on the bed and gritted her teeth. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath. His stubbled jaw brushed the inside of her thighs, adding more sensation to an already overwhelming experience.

  “Please, Buzz.” She groaned.

  He stilled his movements. His gaze intent as he watched her reactions. Instead of continuing with his carnal actions, he blew warm air across her flesh and like kerosene to a flame, she ignited.

  “Tell me what you want,” he croaked, his voice so passion filled that it was barely understandable.

  “I want…I want you to fuck me.”

  He laughed, a pain-filled sound that told her that his control had reached its end. “I’ll do just that in a moment, right after I finish my meal.”

  He dove back into her needy flesh, sucking her clit between his lips, flicking her with his tongue. Cassandra’s body stiffened as her blood rioted. Every muscle in her tightened. She was so close. He sucked harder and nipped the hooded bundle of nerves. Her body clenched and unclenched as a pleasure-pain greater than any she’d felt before filled her and then Cassandra was tumbling over the edge. A keening cry ripped from her lungs and her body bowed on the bed. Buzz continued to devour her, lapping at her cream as she came hard.

  Spots floated behind Cassandra’s eyes as the blood rushed from her head to her swollen sex. Spasms rippled through her, as her channel fluttered. She felt Buzz’s weight shift, heard the tearing of the foil wrapper, and within seconds, he was sliding home. The ache she’d felt only moments ago, now filled.

  He fucked her slowly this time, gliding maddeningly, savoring her body. His hands bracketed the side of her head, keeping her focused on his face. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” he asked on an upward thrust that she felt all the way in her heart.

  Cassandra fought the urge to close her eyes. She bit into her lower lip and shook her head.

  “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He stared deep, drawing her into his gray-green depths.

  Cassandra laughed. “You probably say that to all the women you lay with.”

  His brow furrowed. “No, I don’t.” He snorted. “I actually say very little. We exchange pleasantries. We fuck once and then I’m gone. No fuss. No mess. No complications.”

  “So is that what you’ve got planned for me? To fuck me and forget me?” she asked, bracing for his answer.

  Buzz stared at her for several seconds, his face masked from emotions. Cassandra debated whether to intrude on his thoughts, but decided against it. She wanted to hear his answer. If he were lying, she’d know.

  His jaw clenched a couple of times as if he couldn’t decide whether to tell the truth or not. Finally he spoke. “At first, yeah.”

  She sighed. “And now?”

  He scrubbed a hand over his face. “I’m not sure what I’m doing now. I sure as hell don’t have a plan, if that’s what you’re asking.”

  Good. Cassandra thought. At least that was a start.

  * * * * *

  They made love on and off over the next three days, stopping only long enough to eat and shower. Cassandra couldn’t seem to break through the shell separating her from Buzz’s heart. She feared his emotional state was directly tied with his space journeys, but she’d been unable, as of yet, to get him to speak. She trembled in the cool night air. Maybe she never would, she thought as they stared out at the sea from the balcony of their suite.

  Without a word, Buzz stood, grabbed a blanket from the bed and then wrapped it around her. Sated and replete they stared out at the night sky, like an old mated couple. The peace and comfort of the situation gave her the courage to broach the subject.

  “Have you ever seen the Antares & Rho Ophiuchi?”

  He nodded, a slight frown marring his features.

  Cassandra watched him closely unsure whether to proceed.

  Finally he sighed and ran a hand through his spiky short hair. “I’ve seen it. The colors are spectacular, like a rainbow that has burst. I’m surprised you’ve heard of it.”

  She’d more than heard of it. She’d seen it. “I love the blues, pinks, and clouds of orange.”

  His muscles seemed to relax a bit and he smiled. “My favorite is Eta Carina. It reminds me of a big set of testicles.” He laughed and she joined in.

  “Trifid reminds me of a pink and blue dust storm, endless and powerful.”

  Buzz turned to face her now. His gaze roved over her face. So many questions filled his expression, but he seemed to dismiss them one after the other. “How is it that you know so much about space? Are you an astronomer?”

  “I do not study stars if that is what you ask. I simply like the colors, the power in those glowing beacons when seen through a porthole. Much as I’m sure you do. Would you like to see them again?” she asked the question tentatively.

  His expression darkened and he shut down before her eyes. “That’s right, I forgot you’re from a galaxy beyond the Pleiades.” His voice smacked of contempt and more than a little hurt.

  “I am,” she whispered, unable to stop pain from crowding her voice.

  Buzz shot up off the deck chair. Anger vibrated from his body. “Knock it off! You know I can’t go back into space, and no amount of pointing at the sky is going to get me there. So stop asking stupid questions you already know the answers to. Your little act isn’t fooling anyone.”

  “Act?” Cassandra frowned. She didn’t understand what he was talking about. His anger struck without reason.

  His hands curled into fists at his sides. “I bet the other astronauts bought into your wide-eyed innocence hook, line, and sinker. But you made a mistake when you made a play for this washed up flyboy.”

  Tears pooled in her eyes. “What other astronauts?”

  He threw his arms up in the air in frustration. “Oh, come on, drop the act already, babe. I’m onto you. You’re a flyboy groupie.” He shrugged. “You may be foreign, but you’re like all the others.”

  Anger surged through Cassandra. How dare he speak to her this way! She’d done nothing wrong. She stood as fury gathered around her. Her eyes stung and forcefully brushed the teardrops away. “You listen to me, Brady Buzz Rittner. I know not of other astronauts. I did nothing to you, other than offer you my body, my heart. If you’re too ox-headed to understand that, well…then that’s your problem.” Cassandra gathered the blanket around her and swept into the room like a queen dismissing her subjects.

  She’d had enough of his arrogance, his mean-spirited words, and his male stubbornness. If he would only listen to his heart, he’d know she was telling the truth. She plopped down on the bed and bundled under the covers. Cassandra purposely turned away from the shadowed figure standing on the balcony. Right now, she was too angry to look at him.

  * * * * *

  Buzz gripped the railing of the balcony like it was a life raft, his muscles tense from the surge of anger still simmering just below the surface. The salty sea air did little to calm him. In just a few short days, Cassandra had gotten under his skin. It shouldn’t have happened. Never had before. He didn’t even know this woman. What in the hell had he been thinking when he brought her back to his hotel room? Buzz knew better than to hook up with a groupie. They’d fucked a dozen times, so what! The act didn’t exactly constitute a commitment.

  Keep it together, buddy. His gut clenche
d, telling him it was too late for that.

  He didn’t know why he’d snapped at Cassandra. Had he thought she was rubbing in the fact he’d never be able to experience space travel again? His radiation poisoning wasn’t exactly common knowledge outside of NASA. How did she find out? He glanced back in the room. She hadn’t left. She was huddled under the covers facing away from him.

  He released the breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding. He refused to acknowledge the sense of relief. He’d taken out all the frustration and pain he’d been feeling over the past few years and directed it right at Cassandra, and she hadn’t done anything wrong. Hell, she’d bore it and still kept coming back. What did that say about her? What did that say about him?

  A curse slipped from his lips as he leaned over the balcony and inhaled deeply. Buzz ran a shaky hand over his face and through his short hair. He was in trouble—big trouble. A few days of fabulous sex had managed to turn him inside out and upside down. He didn’t know whether he was coming or going and it was all Cassandra’s fault.

  She’d opened herself up to him body and soul, wrapping those long legs of hers around his waist, taking his pounding repeatedly. All she’d asked in return was for him to follow suit. Buzz had wanted to, but he hadn’t been able to. Oh, he’d been tempted. And he’d certainly given her loads of pleasure—he was sure of it, but he knew in the end that wouldn’t be enough. Cassandra wouldn’t settle for having part of him. She wanted everything and it scared the shit out of him.

  Somewhere in the midst of their tumbles, they’d gone from having sex to making love. During that time, she’d managed to wedge the door to his heart open and he had no idea how to get it closed.

  * * * * *

  Chapter Four

  Cassandra awoke with her body on fire. Where was she? What was happening? Her lids fluttered open as she glanced down at the source of her pleasurable discomfort. Buzz’s head lay buried between her thighs, his tongue fucking her slowly, in and out. Her legs trembled and threatened to close. As if anticipating the move, he grasped her thighs and held them open. Cassandra groaned as her head dropped back onto the pillows.

  Mad one minute, a lover the next, she had no idea what to make of this man. She wanted to scream at him, rail against his stubbornness, but she couldn’t. He held her in thrall, his fist firmly wrapped around her heart, as he attacked her weeping channel with a vengeance.

  Hungry little noises emanated from Buzz’s throat, telling her without words he enjoyed his task. Her gaze narrowed in on his face, holding his gray-green eyes. The pressure inside her built as he gently tugged at her clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Cassandra shattered, her breath breaking in short gasps as pleasure exploded, traveling to the far reaches of her body and back again.

  He gave her one last lick before looking up. “I take it you like that.” It wasn’t a question.

  “So you are no longer mad at me?” she asked, hoping it was true.

  He stroked her with his fingertips as he spoke. “I wasn’t really mad at you, only myself. I just took it out on you.”

  “And?”

  He shrugged. “You are who you are and I am a man looking for a second chance.”

  She smiled and arched a brow. “Then we are the same. For I, too, came here for a second chance.”

  He grinned then, making him appear much younger than his actual Earth age. “I guess it’s a good thing we found each other.”

  She nodded, crooking her finger to get him to come to her. Buzz moved without hesitation. His cock was hard and heavy against her abdomen as he rested his weight upon her body. Cassandra sighed, relishing the feel of his warm skin upon her own. The crinkly hair tickled her breasts and thighs and his cock pulsed.

  Buzz’s gaze locked with hers. “I want you so bad. I want to feel you without anything separating us. I’ve been tested and I know I’m clean. How about you?”

  Cassandra frowned, not sure what to say.

  “Have you been tested for diseases?” he asked, his expression serious.

  Cassandra probed his mind for a second so she could understand his questions. Her eyes widened. “I’m healthy. I do not get ill.” She told him matter-of-factly.

  “Good.” He grinned wider. “But there’s one other problem. If you’re not on birth control, you could get pregnant.”

  He was discussing babies. Cassandra’s heart swelled. She was well aware of the dangers of one having sex with their true-mate. A birth was not only hoped for, it was welcome. She just wasn’t sure if Buzz held the same beliefs. Yet she could sense no discomfort, no worry.

  “I accept your offer.”

  “I didn’t realize I’d made one.” He blinked, then laughed. “All right, as long as we’re both going into this with our eyes open.”

  Cassandra pulled his mouth down to hers, stopping just short of touching. “Shut up and fuck me, Buzz.”

  His eyebrows waggled. “Yes, ma’am.”

  With that, he positioned the head of his cock and surged inside her. Cassandra felt the ridge on his crown as he drew back, only to thrust forward again. She squirmed as sensation shot through her, inflaming the Atlantean’s heat until she could no longer hold back the energy. This felt so much better than the other times. This time they were truly connected body and soul.

  Gold floated in her breath as it built up inside her. Buzz’s eyes remained closed and sweat beaded his brow.

  “You feel better than anything I’ve ever experienced before—even space travel.” He leaned down, blindly searching for her lips.

  Energy spread through her body and into Buzz’s mouth. Heat radiated between them, so intense Cassandra was convinced the bed linens would ignite. She clutched his sides when the feelings became too intense. Buzz’s eyes flew open, his gaze locked to hers as gold energy swirled around them, between them, inside of them. His nostrils flared a second before he inhaled, taking as much of the energy into his lungs as his body could hold.

  * * * * *

  Buzz’s head was swimming. He blinked, trying to clear the gold from his vision, but it didn’t work. It wasn’t a trick of the light. It was actually there, floating like a shimmering fog between them. Cassandra’s hand scraped along his back, following the ridge to his butt. Her nails dug into his ass and he found himself exhaling the breath he’d sucked in. She inhaled it with a gasp, filling her own greedy lungs.

  His body burned as if it were being forced to go through a giant growth spurt. His muscles ached as he thrust into her, his cock stretching her velvet soft walls. Cassandra cried out as her body rocked and pulsed with a tsunami-sized orgasm. The wave sucked Buzz under. His cock swelled, then exploded, emptying his seed deep within her womb.

  They lay together locked in a myriad of emotions. Buzz’s cock remained hard, despite his release. His body dripped in sweat, as he gradually floated back to reality. The surreal events mixed with what he’d witnessed, forming a volatile cocktail in his mind. Buzz stiffened, then pulled out of Cassandra and sprang from the bed. His thoughts were traveling at light speed as he tried to understand what had just occurred.

  She’d drugged him. There could be no other explanation. Other than maybe she’d been telling the truth. His traitorous mind whispered. Where in the hell had that thought come from? That would mean she’d actually been in space, which wasn’t possible, was it? She did know all about the various galaxies. Knowledge easily gained from a book or the internet. But what about the gold he’d seen? Had it really been there? And if so, what was it?

  It just didn’t add up. Nothing about Cassandra added up. She was too good to be true. His heart slammed against his ribs. It had to be drugs. “What in the hell did you do to me?” He staggered away from the bed. “Did you slip me something?” he asked, pulling on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.

  Cassandra frowned, drawing the covers around her body protectively. “I did nothing wrong.”

  Buzz stepped forward, anger and hurt surging through him. “I’m going to ask you again, what did
you give me? I saw the gold.”

  Her lower lip trembled and tears filled her eyes. “I gave you nothing but love.”

  Buzz felt his chest constrict. Was this what heartache felt like? He didn’t know and damn well didn’t want to experience it again. “You to get your things and get out.” His body protested the order, but he steadfastly ignored it. His cock had already gotten him into enough trouble.

  Pain and disappointment slashed across her face. Cassandra rose from the bed, like a goddess from the sea. Chin held high, she let the covers drop and walked naked across the room. She grabbed her clothes and dressed quickly. Afterwards, she reached into her sack and withdrew a silver object, which she brought to the side of her head.

  “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice breaking with emotion as he slipped on his Reeboks.

  “I’m leaving, like you asked.”

  “The door is over there.” He pointed, his fingers trembling from the effort.

  She snorted. “I do not need a door where I am going.”

  Buzz frowned. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end as all the conversations they’d had played through his mind. “Cassandra?”

  She held her hand out to stop his words. “I’ve told you the truth. It is up to you to choose whether to believe me or not.”

  Buzz’s gut clenched. He knew she was completely insane and obviously, some of her insanity had rubbed off onto him.

  Energy crackled in the room. The air around Cassandra thickened and began to swirl. Buzz’s eyes widened. Had she been telling the truth? Was she really from space? It wasn’t possible, was it? His muscles locked as her lower body became fuzzy.

  Last chance, she whispered in his head.

  He flinched. Could he live without knowing? Could he live without her? The thought sent a shot of pain rocketing to his heart. A resounding no echoed back. For the first time in his life, Buzz didn’t stop to think, he just leapt. His hands closed around her. A bright light swallowed them a second later and the room disappeared. When the spots stopped floating before his eyes, Buzz realized that he and Cassandra were standing on the bridge of a ship, which appeared to be parked in the middle of a jungle.