Sons of Lyra: Stranded (3 page)

When he looked at her, she
looked back out of the window at the distant galaxy. The atmosphere
in the room was oppressive as she waited for him to speak. She’d
never said as much to him in her entire year of service as she had
these past two days, and most of that had been today. Now she felt
as though they were bordering on intimate, travelling into
uncharted territory, and a part of her was frightened he’d discover
her feelings and that he wouldn’t return them. What if he made her
leave him? Would she be happy to serve her system then?

What if he sent her back
to Captain Lyra II? Seeing his brother everyday would be a constant
painful reminder of him.

“
What would you
say to a man... about to be married?” he said with none of his
usual confidence.

She didn’t dare look at
him as her mind raced to draw an inevitable conclusion and tears
began to fill her eyes.

“
Congratulations.” She forced the word out through a throat
tight with emotions.

Silence.

“
What would you
say to a man about to be married... who didn’t want to be... who
wanted someone else, someone of his own choosing?”

She kept her face forwards
when he drifted up next to her, his hand coming to rest on the grab
rail near to hers. She looked down at them, at how close they were
to each other, and then up into his eyes. Their aquamarine depths
were asking her that question. What would she say to him? He didn’t
look as though he wanted to be married. She felt nauseas. Her hand
moved closer to his, their little fingers touching.

“
I’d fix the
ship and take him away from his future wife so he’d be happy
again.”

He laughed, mirthless and
empty. “I wish that were possible, but I’m bound by duty... and it
was my own fault for waiting too long from fear and foolish
pride.”

His confession floored
her. If the gravity drive had been working, she would’ve fallen on
her backside. As it was, she was shaken to the core and sent
trembling. Was he saying he liked her? Her eyes searched his. There
was so much fear and hope in them, so much fire and passion, and so
much regret. It hit her hardest of all. He really didn’t want this
to happen to him. She wished there was something she could
do.

“
Then I’d give
the man something to remember me by... so he knew that the one he’d
chosen had chosen him too.”

He frowned and looked
pained. She raised her hand to his face and swept her fingers
across his cheek, her insides quivering with nerves. His eyes met
hers again.

“
Captain Lyra
III... if there’s anything I can—”

“
Call me Acer,”
he said, cutting her off. His hand ghosted up her arm to catch her
shoulder. A slight tug and she was against him, her body pressing
into his. Zero gravity had its advantages.

Her hands came to rest
against his chest. The feel of his warm muscles beneath her fingers
sent her heart racing.

Her eyes darted between
his and his mouth.

“
Acer, I...
every girl in the galaxy has probably said this to you... every one
but me... I don’t care what happens tomorrow... I just want this
for tonight.” She didn’t know where those words had come from, but
she felt incredibly powerful when his eyes narrowed on hers,
filling with dark hunger, and his grip on her tightened.

He tilted his head, moving
towards her. Her heart pounded, hammering against her chest as she
watched his mouth getting closer. Too slow. She felt as though she
was going to die before he reached her. She needed to feel his
mouth on hers, his fingers pressing firmly into her sides and
letting her know this was really happening.

Before she could blink,
his lips were dancing against hers, sending shivers through her and
making her temperature rise again. Her eyes fell shut and she
surrendered to him, leaning into the kiss and wrapping her arms
around his neck. Even if she could only have him for tonight, even
if he was married tomorrow, she wanted this to happen. She wanted
to know it was her who had tamed him and who had broken through the
barriers around his heart.

His hands shifted to her
sides, thumbs pressing in just above her hips. She ran hers down to
his shoulder blades, pulling him closer to her and desperate to
feel his body against hers. His tongue traced her lips, begging
entrance that she willingly gave. Her mouth opened and her tongue
met his. Electric shivers bolted through her, making every hair on
her body stand on end. It was incredible.

This was what it was like
to kiss a son of Lyra, to feel their strength and passion. She
melted in his arms, limp and submissive. He could do what he wanted
with her, just as long as he didn’t stop kissing her.

He pushed harder against
her and her eyes shot wide open when she began to move. She stared
at the room as it slowly turned upside down and tilted her head to
one side as he kissed along her jaw, devouring her and making the
inferno inside her burn hotter.

Her fingernails dug into
his shoulders. He lightly bit her neck and she dragged her nails
across his skin, moaning out her pleasure at the floor. The blood
rushed to her head. He ground his hips against hers and she rolled
her eyes closed. Clearly his blood was rushing
elsewhere.

She turned with him, her
mouth reclaiming his, until they were floating horizontal with him
beneath her. She’d never kissed anyone while weightless before. She
hadn’t kissed anyone in years.

Her lips grazed his before
she kissed across his cheek and down his neck. He tasted salty and
his heat was incredible. Even with the cool air swirling around
them, he was still burning up. So was she.

He grabbed her shoulders
and pushed her off him, holding her at arm’s length. They drifted
upwards.

She frowned and then
furrowed her brows when she saw the look in his eyes. She wished he
didn’t look as though this was the end of the world. In all her
fantasies, he’d been strong and commanding. This new side to him
only made her love him even more, and was only going to make it
harder to accept the fact that after tonight, she’d never feel his
touch again.

She closed her eyes
against the tears and kissed him again, wanting to chase away his
sadness and her own. She’d promised him a night to remember her by.
She didn’t want him to remember her crying. She wanted this to be a
happy memory, for both of them.

He turned with her again,
until they were spinning towards the window. She put her hands out
in front of her to stop herself from hitting it as he moved around
behind her, pressing persuasive kisses along the curve her of
shoulders. She stared at the distant galaxy, half aware of it but
fully aware of Acer. His hands grazed her sides, pushing the white
vest up until his fingers were tracing the underside of her
breasts. Her eyes became hooded and her body burned, begging him to
explore it and make her feel alive. She wanted him inside her,
completing her and making her believe for this one night that she
might be the one he loved.

His tongue traced patterns
on the sensitive area at the back of her neck, sending shivers and
pulses of desire through her. Her abdomen warmed and tightened, and
she tensed her muscles to make the most of the divine feeling. His
hands continued to push upwards, brushing her pert nipples as he
removed her top. She raised her arms and he pulled her top off over
them. It drifted away. Leaning backwards into him, she bent her
arms over her head and ran her fingers through his hair. She
wriggled as his hands skimmed down her arms and covered her
breasts. He ground his pelvis against her backside and she groaned
at the feel of his hard cock, imagining it inside her.

Her body hummed with
pleasure when his thumbs circled her nipples and her eyes went wide
when he swiftly turned her to face him. She grabbed one of the
rails along the window to stop them both from floating off and bit
her lip hard when his tongue swept around her nipple and he sucked
it into his mouth. Arching into him, bending over backwards, she
stared at the distant galaxy. One of his hands held her upper back.
The other one grabbed her backside. She spread her legs and wrapped
them around his waist. Her ankles pressed into his buttocks,
driving his hips forwards. A satisfied moan rumbled around her
throat when his hard length pressed against her wetness. She needed
him inside.

His tongue tortured her
nipples, stirring passion until she couldn’t take any
more.

Raking her nails up his
strong back, she buried her fingers into his hair and held him to
her breast. He suckled harder, making sparks of pleasure shoot out
in all directions from her nipples and turning her abdomen hot with
need.

His fingers dug into her
backside and he ground against her, moaning into her breast. He
ground again, rubbing the length of his hard cock against her. She
bit her lip harder and screwed her eyes shut, desperate for more
contact between them. He kissed downwards from her breasts, his
tongue tracing the underside of it before he began to descend
towards her stomach. Eyes snapping open, she stared at the galaxy
again. Even if he’d kept the shutter closed, she still would’ve
been seeing stars. His touch was like nothing she’d ever felt
before. It stirred desire in her veins that threatened to overwhelm
her and made her lose control until she could think of nothing but
her need to feel him moving inside her, filling her up and
completing her. Once she’d had him, she’d be spoiled to all and
would never love another, but she didn’t care. She didn’t care if
she never felt another’s touch in all her life. She only wanted
him.

Her captain.

Her Acer.

His tongue swirled around
her navel and then he kissed lower, his lips dancing lightly over
her skin and making her burn hotter than ever for his
touch.

His fingers skimmed the
waist of her tight white shorts and she sucked in her stomach when
his hands met over it. He dipped his fingers inside the waist of
her shorts and moved them out towards her hips. She clenched her
muscles when he began to lower her shorts and her groin throbbed at
the idea of him touching her there. She’d fantasised about how it
would feel to have his mouth on her, his tongue tasting her flesh
and her arousal. She’d dreamt of it countless times, and each time
it was bliss.

He tugged her shorts off
over her feet and ran his hands back up the length of her legs.
When he reached her thighs, he spread them and she cried out her
pleasure as his tongue darted into her slippery folds and teased
her pert clitoris. It was torture. It was heaven. It was everything
she’d imagined it would be and so much more.

She spread her legs
further for him and he moaned. Parting her with his fingers, he
licked her hard from her opening to her aroused nub. His tongue
flicked it, sending fireworks shooting through her body and
exploding in her mind. The desperate need to have him inside her
trebled, pushing her into losing grip on the last threads of her
restraint and making her mind foggy with lust.

A low groan escaped her
when he traced a finger down from her nub to her opening and slowly
slid it inside her. Her grip on the bar tightened as he stroked
inside her, stoking the fire of her need. She clenched her muscles
around his finger, loving the feeling of it inside her and
imagining it was his shaft.

He suckled her clit while
he pumped her with his finger, bringing her closer to heaven with
each movement. She screwed her eyes shut as she neared the edge,
ready to plummet into bliss, and then frowned when he pulled his
finger out of her.

“
Acer...” she
moaned, desperate for him to finish her off.

She opened her eyes and
looked at him. His eyes were blue fire, burning her with their
need. She’d never had a man look at her like that before, and had
never dreamed that he would be the one to do it. The blush scorched
her cheeks before she could get control of herself and she cast her
eyes downwards, embarrassed by how wanton she probably looked and
the noises she’d been making. Her gaze slid across to his tiny
white shorts and she licked her lips at the outline of his hard
cock.

Letting go of the grab
rail, she drifted over to him. She wanted to make him moan too,
wanted him to lose control and wanted to tease him until he felt as
crazed with desire as she did. Their eyes met as her fingers traced
the length of his cock. His darkened and a frown married his
eyebrows. His lips parted in a silent sigh. She stroked back up the
length of it and then hooked her thumbs into the waist of his
shorts. Within a second they were off him.

She wanted to taste him as
he’d tasted her. She wanted his hard cock in her mouth, in her some
way, any way. She had to feel him and know that this was really
happening between them. She had to give him a night he’d never
forget.

She tossed his shorts away
and looked down at his cock. It jutted proudly from his body, thick
and hard, nestled in dark curls. Her fingers combed through them
and she looked up into his eyes. When her hand slid lower and
cupped his balls, he moaned low in his throat. The fire in his eyes
grew brighter. They narrowed on hers and then he tilted his head
back when she lightly ran her fingers up the length of his cock.
The muscles in his jaw tensed and he groaned at the
ceiling.