Ecstasy Bound

by Kerce, Ruth D.

  She crooked her finger, motioning him nearer. Her position on the bed, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulder, the expression in her eyes, all made her look like some sex goddess.

  He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. Ah yes. Just as luscious as he remembered. She kissed him back a little tentatively, which endeared her to him even more, for he didn’t often see the softer side of her personality or emotions.

  Her tenderness made him feel like pouncing on her body and fucking her like a wild man. The dominant, animalistic male in him needed her to be his. He’d never in his life felt such a strong desire to possess a woman. But he wouldn’t rush her. He wanted to make this good for her too. He wanted her to crave his touch long after this mission was over, and for her to always remember him, no matter what happened between them in the future.

  He’d make this first time slow and tender.

  When their tongues touched and she reached up, slowly at first, then practically clawing at his uniform, he lost his control. And his intentions.

  With more force than he’d intended, he grabbed her wrists and pushed her down flat on the bed and covered her with his body. When she didn’t protest, his mouth ravished hers, going from her lips to her tender throat and down to the full breasts he’d been aching to feast on.

  Brianna mewled and arched her back.

  He didn’t need any more encouragement. He sucked one of her plump nipples into his mouth. Oh yeah. She tasted of warm cinnamon or something very close to it. A flavor he loved. Damn, he couldn’t get enough.

  “More,” she begged.

  All you want, sweetheart. He sucked harder, savoring the sweet flavor of her skin. His tongue twirled around her nipple. He released her wrists to unzip his uniform as he continued sucking and licking. His dick hurt like crazy. The thought of holding her bare body against his, flesh to flesh, was almost overwhelming.

  Her fingers tangled in his hair. “Yes,” she moaned, pushing her body up toward him. It wasn’t long before her grip left his head to help him push down his clothing, which wasn’t cooperating.

  With reluctance, he released her nipple and eased off the bed. “Don’t move.” He pulled off his boots. Never taking his eyes from her, he shucked his uniform, getting it off with ease now that he was standing. She plucked at her nipples while he watched.

  Then he stepped toward the bed to join her again. He couldn’t wait to find out what her pussy tasted like.

  “No. Everything, Sam. Take off everything.” Her fingers lowered to her cunt and she rubbed her clit.

  A smile crossed his face. He had no objection to that. And no objection to her touching herself as he looked on. So sexy! He hooked his thumbs in his underwear and slid them down his legs.

  Her gaze zeroed in on his cock and stayed there. From the hungry look on her face, he felt reasonably assured that she wasn’t disappointed. He knew she’d seen him before, of course, touched and even sucked his cock. But this time, he was in his right mind and able to take in all the details of her responses. And appreciate each touch from her to the fullest.

  She raised her fingers to her mouth and sucked off the moisture from her cunt.

  Fuck! She was driving him wild.

  He stepped over to the bed and before he could do anything, she reached out and circled his semi-hard cock with her hand. Ah hell, yeah. Her fingers didn’t quite meet, which made him feel awesome. His width and length had always made him popular with the ladies on Earth. He used to be considered “a catch”. Or so he’d been told. He wanted her to feel the same about him.

  No scratch that. It was more important to him that she feel special while she was with him. For that was truly what she was in his eyes—a very special and unique woman.

  She leaned forward. The tip of her tongue brushed the tip of his cock. His hands clenched at his sides and he turned so hard he thought he might burst right there. Her tongue felt slightly rougher than a human female’s. He hadn’t much noticed when kissing her and he didn’t remember that from the Lair but he noticed now and the additional stimulation shot right through him. His hands came up to tangle in her hair.

  He had to feel that sensation again. “Lick it some more, Brianna. That felt so damn great.” Much better than in his fantasies.

  She scooted closer and ran both her fingers and her tongue up and down his cock, paying special attention to the thick vein on the underside of his flesh, until he thought he’d explode. Then she did it. She slid her luscious lips right over the wide tip of his dick and sucked him into her mouth. His whole body shook and his fingers tightened in her hair. “I can’t take much more,” he forced out.

  Brianna stopped for a moment but then slid down another inch. With her fingers, she lightly massaged his balls, tickling and teasing him. She definitely knew her way around a man’s cock. A Xylon’s or an Earthling’s, it didn’t seem to matter. Sam figured there couldn’t be much difference between the two and he marveled at her expertise.

  He groaned. “I’m going to come in your mouth if you don’t stop.” Not that he would mind. Hell, that would be pure ecstasy. But taking his seed down her throat was her decision to make, not his.

  Brianna pulled off him and smiled. “I’d so enjoy that and would love to suck this huge fucker dry.”

  Huge. His chest puffed out a bit in pride.

  “But I really want to feel your cock pumping away deep in my cunt, Sam. Now.”

  Oh, yeah. He’d fuck her good. He growled and grabbed her arms, pushing her back down onto the bed. She knew exactly how to word things to drive a man absolutely crazy. He crawled between her legs and forced her thighs apart with his knees. When he saw the moisture on the black curls covering her pussy, he knew she was as ready as he was. Very pink flesh peeked out from her slit. Much pinker than any Earth woman’s.

  Gorgeous. Wet. Beckoning. He could actually smell her excitement.

  “Do it, Sam.” Her chest rose and fell with her heavy breathing. “Hard.”

  “Fuck.” No more control. Mindless with need, he plunged his cock into that succulent-looking cunt. He’d intended to make love to her soft and slow this first time but there was no way. She wanted it hard. He’d give it to her hard.

  “Yes!” she shrieked.

  Her obvious pleasure gave him the encouragement he needed not to hold back.

  Almost rabid with the need to fuck her, he thrust into her repeatedly, holding her arms down on the bed. She wrapped her legs around his hips and held on tightly. A red haze filled his brain and all he knew was the promise of an explosive orgasm with this woman.

  The muscles of her cunt massaged his cock, driving him sexually insane. Her flesh gripped him tightly. No part of his cock remained untouched. The ecstasy built so high inside him that he felt almost on a different level of existence. He couldn’t hold out any longer. With a roar, he came, shooting his cum deep inside her. The pleasure seemed to last forever. He’d never felt anything so powerful in his life.

  Yes, yes, yes. Her little mewls of pleasure added to his explosive release until he had no cum, no energy left. Finally, spent physically and touched emotionally more than he’d ever expected, he released his hold on her and collapsed.

  Their heavy breathing surrounded them for several moments. The only sound in the room. Then a sound somewhere between satisfaction and sorrow escaped her lips.

  Lightly, she stroked the back of his neck. Her touch felt right and “meant to be”.

  With effort, he shifted his weight, trying not to crush her. “Damn, Brianna,” he whispered.

  Her fingers halted on his skin. “Is that a good damn or a bad one?”

  “Both.”

  “Hmm.” Her confusion was evident in the tone of her response. Her hand drifted down his back, then away from his body. “Do I get the good or the bad explanation first?”

  He didn’t hesitate, not wanting there to be any misunderstanding between them.

  “The good.” He shifted
and looked into her eyes. “Is Xylon sex normally that powerful or was that all us?”

  “Powerful?” she repeated in a low voice, her eyes widening in what looked like wonder.

  “It was the best damn come I can ever remember having.” Which was the truth.

  When a smile lit her beautiful green eyes, he lightly kissed her lips. Now the bad part.

  “I know you didn’t come. I’m sorry about that. And it never occurred to me in the moment but I didn’t use a condom. Not that I have one with me.”

  “A what?”

  “A condom to prevent pregnancy, if it’s even possible for me to impregnate you.”

  He still wasn’t quite sure how all that worked. But it was a tantalizing thought, he suddenly realized.

  “It’s possible. But don’t worry. I can’t get pregnant right now. It’s not a Breeder Release.”

  “A what?” Now it was his turn to sound confused.

  “Xylon retains strict medical control over breeder cycles, so don’t worry.”

  “Even now, with everything gone.”

  “I—” Her brow furrowed. “I…don’t know. But it must be under control or Leila would have said something, with the Initiation coming up and all.”

  Strangely, no sense of panic hit him at her uncertain words. He wasn’t so sure of Brianna’s feelings from the look on her face.

  Suddenly, she shook her head, then smiled. “Let’s get back to the best come you can ever remember having. Really? Was it that good for you?”

  “Really. It was phenomenal. I should have waited for you but I couldn’t control it.”

  He rolled onto his back.

  She turned toward him and snuggled against his side. “That’s all right. I’ve come already. Besides, we have time. I trust you’re going to take really good care of me.”

  “Damn right.” He massaged her arm. He wasn’t letting her leave this room until she’d come multiple times—by his hand, his mouth, and definitely his cock.

  For the first time in a long while, he felt at peace. He felt complete. Okay, that sounded sappy, like when the young airmen in his command used to come to him, saying they were in love with some girl they’d just met. But he couldn’t think of any other way to describe it. Though love was a way-over-the-top description in his case and not something on his radar. He wasn’t that far gone yet. He was just enjoying a beautiful, sexy, intelligent woman while he was able.

  Unfortunately, he knew that as soon as they left this room, all of their problems would return. Whatever enjoyment they shared in here would be short lived at best.

  He only wished—no. He banished the thought before it even fully formed in his head. This was not the time or the place for wishes. He was with Brianna and she was his only for as long as Laszlo gave them to be together.

  * * * * *

  Halah stood with her hands on her hips. She couldn’t imagine why she’d been summoned to the control room, unless Erik had complained to Braden about her calling him out on the problem with the orbiter. Damn male egos.

  The only useful part of a man was his cock. If that. Except when it came to Kam.

  He’d proven to be a man she could truly trust. In bed and out.

  Still, she didn’t regret her words to Erik, for something was not right. She knew it and had never been shy about voicing her opinion when she felt the need. Whether Erik was responsible for the orbiter overheat or someone else, she didn’t know. But what had happened wasn’t a simple malfunction. The sequence of events was enough proof of that for her. She just wished she’d been down in the hole with him to have seen exactly what he’d done, instead of up top, working the control panel. She’d been looking into it further but hadn’t found out anything specific to report. Yet. “All right.

  I’m here. What’s up?”

  Braden motioned toward the graph on the computer screen. “Look at this.”

  She stepped over and peered at the information. It took her a moment to decipher the readings. When she did, her stomach clenched. “Well, hell. That’s not good.”

  “We need you to fix the leak. Everyone else is tied up with other assignments.”

  “Everyone else?” She cocked an eyebrow. “Nice to know I was your last choice.”

  When Braden’s eyes narrowed, she knew she’d overstepped her bounds and looked away.

  All the problems and the mistrust directed toward her and Kam was taking its toll on her. On both of them, actually. If she was feeling the strain, she couldn’t imagine what Kam was going through, since he’d always considered these people his friends and his family. It had to be so much harder on him. He rarely spoke of his feelings these days but she had seen his hurt and disappointment on more than one occasion.

  “Where’s the source?”

  “This equipment wasn’t set up to indicate the source. We need you to find it. It’s a long shot but we have to try. Time is an issue, so get on it.”

  Halah turned and walked toward the control room exit. “Fucking equipment,” she whispered.

  “She’s got a way with words,” Torque replied. “But she’s disrespectful as hell.”

  “Not any more than you, asshole,” she called back from the other side of the open doorway. “I’ll be down in the ventilation shaft.”

  When she heard the men laugh, she couldn’t help but smile. But she sobered quickly, thinking of the job she needed to do. An access hole was located right outside the control room, so she didn’t have far to go.

  No wonder Kam’s headaches had been so bad lately. He was probably more susceptible to the oxygen drain than the rest of them, given his genetics and already existing headache problem.

  Odds of finding the leak were not good, as Braden had said. Not without computer assistance. And with so many people down here, using up the supply… She shook her head. She hoped the others could get the decontamination room set up soon.

  After some of them were gone from the shelter, the oxygen would last the rest of them longer. She didn’t know if she’d be assigned to either orbiter but she was reasonably certain that her sister would not be.

  Josella deserved to survive. She’d been through a lot. But unlike herself, none of her problems were of her own causing. Halah couldn’t say the same. She’d made too many mistakes in her life to count but was now trying to do the right thing. If people would let her.

  As she headed toward the ventilation equipment, a bright light caught her eye.

  Someone had been down here using the subcontrol station’s computer system and left the screen on. “Hello?” she called out.

  When nobody answered, she walked over to the monitor. “Waste of energy.” Before she flipped off the system, the letters and numbers in the upper corner of the screen drew her eye. “No fucking way.”

  Halah glanced around. Was this a joke or a trick or was it a stupid mistake on someone’s part? After making certain nobody was lurking anywhere nearby, she pulled out the chair, sat down and began typing.

  She intended to get to the bottom of this. First the orbiter overheat, then the oxygen leak and now a comm-link, somehow, with an outside vessel from the Sand Moon.

  Her heart pounded against her ribs, for she recognized the call signature. If this was legitimate, someone down here was a traitor.

  Chapter Ten

  Planet Earth, State of Colorado, U.S.A.

  Underground Tracking Facility

  In her quarters, Jaeda struggled to disconnect the special handheld device from the adapter on the communication panel. Her fingers trembled and she tightened her hands into fists to steady her nerves. “Get a grip,” she mumbled. Not many things in her life had rattled her like this but she’d received very disturbing news from her people.

  Devastating news.

  Trying to calm herself, she took in a deep breath and held it in her lungs before slowly letting the air ease out. She had to keep her wits about her and report what she’d learned.

  S
he stashed the adapter in her desk and pushed the handheld comm into her pocket, then checked the time. Perfect. She flipped on the facility’s comm and switched to a private internal channel. “Kirk?”

  He should be in his quarters this time of day, resting between shifts. He didn’t hang out much in the staff lounge during his time off, so she was reasonably certain that he would be in his assigned quarters right now. At least, she hoped so, for she didn’t want to have to hunt him down.

  After a short delay, a response filtered through. “Kirk here.”

  At the sound of his voice, she breathed a sigh of relief. “I need you to meet me outside General Adair’s office immediately. Consider this a priority.”

  “On my way,” came his immediate response.

  No questions, just compliance. He no doubt had recognized the urgency in her voice. She appreciated Kirk, as a colleague and a friend, more than he would ever know. He was someone she could count on whenever she needed him.

  Knowing that time might be of the essence, she flipped off the speaker and rushed out into the corridor. She didn’t have an appointment but the General would see her. If she had to, she’d refuse to leave until he did. Though she doubted she’d have much of a problem once he found out what she was there to report.

  Jaeda couldn’t believe this had happened. But her people were thorough and wouldn’t report something like this without checking into it first. Still, it all seemed so impossible.

  Although she didn’t have full details yet, and no proof to supply, the military needed to know. Whether they believed her or acted on the information after she told them would be their decision.

  The General’s office was located on the second level down from the top. It didn’t take her long to make her way up from the lower levels in the elevator and reach the office suite. Kirk exited an adjacent elevator almost at the same time.

  “What’s going on?” A look of concern crossed his features as he fell into step beside her.