Sex, Love, and Aliens 2 (17 page)

She moaned when their lips met, a perfect fit. Shock stilled him, but when she opened her mouth ever so slightly, he took advantage of the invitation and tasted her. Her tongue stroked his, rewarding his curiosity. Her back arched, pressing her curves into his hands. His palms moved over her body, never feeling as if he had enough of it. He noted goose bumps taking flight across her skin.

Angela’s hands gripped his biceps, clutching him close as they kissed. She moaned with pleasure and Damon was struck with a sudden, overwhelming emotion. He wanted this woman more than anything on the planet…and she wanted him just the same.

Chapter 4

Angela’s heartbeat quickened as Damon’s hands traveled slowly over the swell of her breasts and down to her ass. He took his time, but the slow motion did little to quell the rapidness of her pulse. She’d been long without a man, never filled with such desire until now. Maybe it was the constant danger she was in, or maybe it was the way he seemed to abhor violence. Hell, maybe it was just the planet’s heat, but she needed to have Damon. Not many words had passed between the two of them, but something about Damon heated her blood. And she’d just reached the boiling point.

Their lips fit together perfectly, but what surprised Angela was the gentle way he navigated the kiss. Only when she parted her lips did he slip his tongue in for a taste, his fervor increasing as she stroked the inside of his mouth with her tongue.

She gripped his strong biceps so he would sense just how much she desired him, how her body raged for him. His hands gripped her ass, hauling her tighter against his body, and wet heat flooded the space between her legs. Her sex began to ache for him.

“I need you.” The words escaped in a breathy pant, but her desire had reached a point where she was beyond any embarrassment. She unbuttoned her shorts. “Feel how wet you’ve made me, Damon.”

His palm slipped beneath the thin fabric of her thong, his fingers parting her intimate flesh. He groaned. “This is for me?”

“I’m going to be aching until I have you.” She moaned when his fingers explored further, his palm rubbing against her clitoris.

“You’re amazing.”

Angela glanced up at him, the desire on his face penetrating through the dark cave, sending a wave of heat across her skin. “You like that?” Her hand slid down to meet his and she guided his fingers deep inside of her. He groaned. “Imagine what you’re going to feel like inside me.”

She placed her hands back on his broad shoulders, hanging on as his fingers pushed in and out of her, massaging her tight walls. “Fucking perfect.” His breath hitched. “Angela, I…”

“Yes?” His hesitation made her wonder what proclamation awaited her.

He gently removed his fingers, her body tingling when he brushed her tender clit. “There’s something you should know about me.”

His expression suddenly seemed grave, his jaw set in a grim line. His eyes no longer gazed at her appreciatively. Instead, he stared past her into the darkness. Something was wrong. Then he seemed to shake it off and kneaded her curves, desire igniting his gaze once more.

“You’ll be my first, Angela.”

Her mouth dropped open. His warm skin set her fingertips aflame as she simply held onto him, at a loss for words. “H-how?” she stuttered. “You’re so…”
Sexy.

“All that matters is that no one else would have been the same.” His hand cupped her cheek adoringly, and she caught the subtle scent of her sex on his fingertips. “There could be no greater pleasure than experiencing this with you.”

She grinned, a very wicked desire churning in her belly. “In that case…let’s start over.”

Angela kissed him long on the lips, savoring the taste of him as she undid the buttons of his cargo shorts. They hit the ground with a thud.

Filled with anticipation, Angela kissed the sensitive skin along Damon’s neck. She halted to whisper in his ear. “I think the darkness is going to make things even more interesting for you.”

“I want to see you,” he challenged. “You’re so stunning.”

“Don’t worry.” She trailed more kisses down his neck, his chest, his stomach. “You’re going to feel me.”

She dropped to her knees and saw his naked cock bobbing before her, fully erect. He was huge, and she wished for a moment she could see it in the light. She grinned, knowing how much pleasure she would bring Damon. Her hand gripped the base of his long shaft gently, squeezing his length just as her mouth closed around him.

He groaned, arching into her mouth. She took every inch of him, opening her throat to accommodate his massive size. Slowly retreating, she massaged him with her tongue. She moaned and swore she could taste sunlight on his flesh.

“Angela.” He groaned, his fingers threading through her hair.

She clenched her hand tighter around the base, massaging up and down as she moved her mouth on him. He swore, the response delighting Angela. After teasing his hard shaft with her tongue for a few moments more, she slowly began quickening her pace. The veins lining his cock began to throb with impending release.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

She moved deeper on his cock, her tongue massaging the veins as if to guide ecstasy through them. When his shaft hit the back of her throat, he cried out, calling her name as he came. She waited for the taste of come, but was disappointed.

Angela sucked gently until she felt him tremble beneath her lips. She stood, her palm gliding up his abdomen, moving across the strong lines of muscles until it rested on his heart. The beat of it raged beneath her fingertips. “How was—”

Her question was cut off by his eager lips. As his hands clutched her close, she could feel the contentment thrumming through his body. When he pulled away, a smile crept into his lips. “My turn.”

As if to copycat her actions, Damon sank to his knees. She blushed when he tugged at her shorts. “No, no, you don’t have to—” Her words dropped off when he tugged away the fabric and buried his face between her legs.

His tongue lapped out, tasting her tight slit. He groaned, a carnal sound that hinted approval, and she sank against the wall. When he groaned again, the vibration sent a ripple of pleasure through her sex.

Damon didn’t lessen his erotic onslaught. The fact that it was his first time turned Angela on even more. Despite his skill, his newness was evident because he devoured her, tasting and exploring every inch of her flesh as if he might never get another chance to do so. Her body shuddered with the most pleasure she’d ever been given.

* * * *

Damon groaned when he tasted Angela’s sweet nectar. As his tongue dipped into her tight slit, he found the same evidence of her arousal that had coated his fingers earlier. The scent of her made his cock hard all over again. He cupped her supple ass cheeks, feeding himself more of her until he nearly drowned in her wet heat.

He suckled on her clitoris and felt her body tremble beneath his hands. She cried out in pleasure, and he couldn’t help but grin as he took his lips away from her. Damon gazed at her, smiling, wishing he could see her face more clearly through the dark.

“You enjoy this?” he asked.

“Yes, Damon.”

He sensed as much by the trembling in her legs. He made a V with his fingers and framed her sensitive clitoris. When he drew his tongue over her, he squeezed his fingers gently. She moaned, her back hitting the wall of the cave. Using his free hand, Damon slipped two fingers inside of her as he licked. Her silky depths welcomed him, stretching around his fingers. She tensed, but he didn’t stop tasting her.

“Damon, I’m going to come!”

All at once, she shattered for him, a new wave of her liquid aphrodisiac hitting his tongue. He swallowed her nectar, feeling her walls tighten around his fingers as she came. He took every last ounce of her come before she pulled away.

He tried to rise, but Angela sank to his level. From the close proximity, her perfect white smile glowed like moonlight in the dark. He waited for her to speak, but she didn’t. Instead, the pleasured grin didn’t waver as she gently crawled over him, guiding his back to the ground.

Her mouth covered his, the soft kiss more playful than before. Her teeth held his bottom lip captive as her eyes penetrated deep into his gaze. She released his lip and grinned as she arched back, straddling his body as she pulled her white tank top over her head.

Damon’s mouth went dry as her curves were freed of the fabric. Her creamy skin was smooth like porcelain. He reached forward and filled his hands with her breasts, his thumb brushing over her rosy nipples. The sight of her perfect body and the sensual smile she wore made his cock harder than steel, and it ached.

As if sensing this, Angela scooted back. Her tight, wet cleft rubbed against his shaft, teasing him. She moved back and forth against him, the action causing her body to sway, her curves to bounce gently before his eyes.

“You’re so beautiful, Angela.” The incredible vision she spun before his eyes made him wonder if he’d spoken aloud or if he was dreaming. She smiled and he lapsed into the moment, seizing it as if it would be the only happy memory he might ever have.

“Hang on, handsome.” In a smooth, graceful maneuver, Angela slid down on his hard cock. Her slick heat welcomed him despite the tight fit. She gasped with pleasure, the throaty sound making the satisfaction all the sweeter.

He forced his eyes open when the ecstasy was nearly overwhelming, and he was rewarded with the sight of Angela’s beautiful body undulating on top of him. Her hips swayed, rocking up and down as her curves arched upward. Her perfect nipples were puckered, and he reached out and twisted them gently between his fingertips. She moaned in approval, and he moved his hand down her stomach, feeling the wave of her body moving on top of him. Her tight walls massaged him, taking him deeper with each talented dance of her body against his.

She leaned forward, thrusting her beautiful breasts against his face. He took one of her rosy peaks into his mouth, suckling as his cock bathed in the ecstasy of Angela’s come. The wet heat he’d felt coat his fingertips now guided his hard shaft in and out of her in a perfect, erotic rhythm.

Once again, the pleasure became so great that his eyes rolled back into his head. He forced them open, petrified to miss a moment of the stunning female before him. She rose higher off him this time, the head of his cock feeling air just before she slid back down. The move intensified the sensation of her slick heat gliding against him. He swore, reaching for her swollen clit, determined to drive her just as mad with ecstasy as she rode him.

She gasped when he fingered her clit. “Oh, Damon. I don’t know how long I can last.”

“You make me crazy.”

“Show me,” she moaned.

He gripped her hips and arched into her, going deeper than before. She screamed with pleasure, her sex milking his cock as he drove into her, over and over again, turning the slow dance she’d begun into a passionate frenzy.

Her tits bounced each time he buried his cock to the hilt, so he fucked her harder and harder until he saw her eyes roll back into her head. When she screamed his name, her liquid silk coating his length, he let himself go. All at once his body exploded in electricity.

Angela collapsed on top of him, and he could feel her heart beat against his chest. His own pulse thrummed, ecstasy still filtering through his body, his cock twitching, refusing to come down from the high.

And then voices rumbled through the cave and Damon realized they’d overstayed their welcome. His perfect dream was over and the nightmare begun again. Only this time he would not be content to lay passive, he’d take what he wanted and leave no prisoners.

Chapter 5

After the best sex of her life, Angela thought she might get to fall into a blissful sleep against Damon’s hard, comforting body. Perhaps a little cave-floor cuddle time. Instead, she was hauled to her feet.

“We need to go now!” Damon quickly retrieved her tank top and pulled it over her head.

She looked around the dark cave floor for her shorts. “What’s the matter?”

“We have visitors of the murderous variety.” He found her shorts and guided them up her legs. “Come on.” He pulled his own shorts up and grabbed her hand, running with her through the pitch-black cave.

“How do you know it isn’t Rogue and Elara?” Concern for her friends lit through her. Earlier she’d been sure they’d found cover, but now seeing Damon’s unease, she worried.

“Because these tunnels are used as a highway between the bases for slave trade.”

“Slave trade?” Her breath hitched, fear creating an ache in her chest.

“Human survivors from the revolution have become slaves.” He didn’t stop running, clasping her hand tightly. “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Angela skidded to a halt, jerking her hand from his. “I don’t care. When I came here, I vowed I wouldn’t run from my oppressors. I came here to punish.” She retrieved the dagger from her belt and started back toward the clones following their trail.

Strong arms pulled her back. “No, you’re not.”

Angela flailed in Damon’s arms, but he held her tight. When he applied pressure mercilessly against her external carotid artery, her world went black.

* * * *

When Angela woke, it was in the shade of a giant red-rock sculpture, the unrelenting heat of Planet US-2 reminding her that she was in hell. Damon looked at her, concern in his eyes.

She glared at him. “How dare you?”

“I’m sorry, Angela.”

“If you ever try to put me out again...” A hot tear leaked down her cheek. “I’ll kill you.”

He recoiled at her sudden fury. “I had to get us out of there.”

“Not all of us run.” She didn’t wipe the tear as it neared the bottom of her chin and dripped to the ground. “Some of us would rather fight or die trying.”

“I can’t let you do that.”

“You don’t even know me,” she screamed. “How could you take away my choice? And worse, put me out so I don’t even know what the fuck is going on while I’m in the dark.” Her voice trembled, betraying the emotion that flayed her heart to pieces.