Sons of Lyra: Stranded (4 page)

Her fingers wrapped around
his length and she gave a little tug, bringing him over to her and
forcing a moan from him at the same time. Her free hand went around
his back, tracing the powerful muscles there while her lips teased
his flesh. She kissed across his chest, her fingers caressing the
sensitive head of his cock at the same time. He groaned and lowered
his head, nuzzling her cheek and kissing it. Surrendering to her
desire, she let it guide her actions. She had to make the most of
this moment.

Kissing lower, she moved
out of reach of his mouth. She licked a trail down his abdominal
muscles, delighting in how taut they were, and the way goose bumps
erupted across his skin whenever she touched him. She kissed down
past his navel and then looked up at him. He grabbed the bar by the
window, anchoring them, and gave her a look that begged her to keep
going.

Her hands cupped his
backside and she looked at his hard length. She licked her lips.
Her pussy throbbed. It was time she teased him as he’d teased
her.

The moment her tongue made
contact with the sensitive head of his cock, his hips jerked
forwards.

“
Stella,” he
moaned her name in such a hoarse voice that she was tempted to look
up at him to see what he looked like.

She resisted and licked
the head of his cock again, swirling her tongue around it and
dipping it into the slit to taste his seed. She lapped it up and
then wrapped her lips around his length and took him into her
mouth. He jerked forwards again, forcing his length deeper into her
mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked him, keeping her movements
slow and torturous. He groaned and then growled when he tried to
thrust into her mouth and she stopped him, pushing his hips
backwards.

The sound of him moaning
and the feel of his cock in her mouth made her slick with desire.
She couldn’t help imagining that it was in her, thrusting deep and
slow, taking her out of her mind with pleasure.

“
Cruskin
nyaaaa...” he moaned.

She released him and
looked up. His eyes remained screwed shut for a moment, his
breathing hard and fast, and then he looked down at her. His eyes
pleaded her to keep going. She smiled wickedly.

He frowned.

Before she could say
anything, or move away, he’d hauled her up level with him, turned
her and pinned her against the window. Her hands pressed against
the window to steady herself. His front moulded against her back,
the length of his hard erection against the crack of her backside.
His arms wrapped around her, fingers teasing her nipples until they
sparked with each flick and swirl. He kissed her neck and
shoulders, sucking occasionally as he drove her out of her mind
with a combination of his fingers on her breasts and his cock
thrusting against her backside. She pressed backwards into him and
one hand went down to her hip, holding her tight as he ground into
her, groaning. Her pussy throbbed and she rubbed her backside
against his hard length, loving the feel of it against her. He bit
her shoulder and clamped his other hand down over her right breast.
She moaned and shut her eyes when he squeezed it.

Her whole mind spiralled
like the galaxy outside the window when his left hand slid over her
stomach and down to her groin. Slender fingers dipped inside, the
tips of two of them rubbing her pert clit and making her cry out
her pleasure at the universe. He thrust against her backside, dry
humping her and taking her out of her mind with need. Her whole
body tightened. She was so close. She tensed against him and he
dipped his fingers lower, pressing his front into her back so he
could reach. She groaned at the loss of contact on her hard nub and
then her eyes shot wide open when he raised her enough for his
fingers to reach her slick channel. They plunged into her,
thrusting in time with his cock against her backside. She screwed
her eyes shut, wishing it was his cock inside her and not his
fingers. She wanted to feel him filling her up and moving in her,
wanted to feel connected to him in the most intimate way
possible.

“
Acer, please,”
she moaned and leaned her head back against him, drowning in his
kisses and the pleasure of his touch.

Her reward was his fingers
leaving her. His hands claimed her hips and pulled her towards him,
lifting her slightly as he did so. She braced her hands against the
window, waiting, anticipating the smooth glide of his cock into
her. He didn’t disappoint. He slowly eased into her, stretching her
and making her sigh with contentment. His hand reclaimed her pussy
and his other gripped the grab rail along the window. She grabbed
it too and wriggled against him, trying to encourage him to
move.

He eased out and then back
in, painfully slowly. His fingers danced on her nub, circling it
and flicking it alternately. Her brows furrowed and she begged him
to thrust, to bury himself deep inside her and make her cum. He
slowly eased into her again. It was torture. His fingers were
relentless against her nub, taking her out of her mind. She tensed
her muscles, clamping down on his cock and loving the feel of it
inside her, even if he was refusing to move it enough to fulfil her
desire for him. He wasn’t going to let this be over quickly. She
didn’t mind. She wanted it to go on forever.

His lips played against
her neck, his breath hot on her skin, fanning her face as he thrust
slowly again. She could feel how tense he was. It must have been
taking a lot to stop himself from taking her the way she knew he
wanted to. She knew how badly he wanted it because she wanted it
badly herself. It went beyond simple want. She needed it. They
needed it.

He slid into her one last
time, filling her completely, and his fingers swirled around her
clit. A warm rush exploded through her, setting her nerves alight
and making her tense her muscles around him again. He groaned hotly
into her ear as her pussy trembled and convulsed around his
length.

All too quickly, he had
left her and she was ready with a complaint but he chased it away
by turning her around and pressing her against the window. His lips
claimed hers, searing her with a kiss that reignited the fire
inside her.

The window was cold
against her back. She didn’t care. The moment he spread her legs
and wrapped them around his waist, she was lost again. His eyes met
hers and his cock nudged against her. She gave him a smile. It was
harder to control her feelings when she could see his eyes and the
emotions in them. Her smile wavered but she held it fast, trying to
be brave and wanting this moment to be a happy one. Tomorrow didn’t
matter. All that mattered was that he was here now, and he wanted
her just as she wanted him.

Closing her eyes to hide
her tears, she grabbed him around the back of his head and kissed
him hard, pouring out all her passion into it. She moaned into his
mouth as he entered her, slow and gentle, just as restrained as
he’d been last time. She kept their mouths fused together,
resisting her desire to look at him in case it became too much and
she ruined everything.

He had different plans. He
pushed her off him, holding her close so her breasts were pressed
against his chest. He looked down into her eyes, his full of so
much affection that she couldn’t stop the tears that filled her
own. He smiled and dashed them away for her. She wrapped her arms
around him, holding him and breathing a sigh when he moved deeper
inside her, filling her and making her feel as though she’d never
been whole until this moment.

He brushed the strands of
hair from her face and then caressed her cheek.

She bit her lip when he
pulled up and thrust back in. One hand went to the grab bar to
steady her. She closed her eyes when he moved towards her, his
cheek brushing hers, and thrust again, filling her. Emotions
tightened her throat when he kissed her cheek and set a slow steady
pace, moving inside her before slowly drawing out and re-entering.
She’d expected it to be quick and rough this time, filled with
passion and need. What he was doing was breaking her heart, making
her think things she shouldn’t. It felt as though he was making
love to her.

“
Stella...” he
whispered into her ear, his breath warm against it. “Iskara no
tatui sem do skiattai aishin.”

Hot tears spilled onto her
cheeks and she held him to her, clinging to him. She silently
thanked and cursed him at the same time for saying that to her. She
wished it too. She wished he could love her and be hers. If Iskara
allowed it, she would be his wife and his lover until the universe
ended.

His lips played gently
against her throat as he eased into her, tender and slow, bringing
more tears into her eyes. She held onto him, closing her eyes and
burying her face into his neck, surprised at the rush of emotions
that filled her. He whispered quiet words into her ear, every one
of them breaking her heart and sending a warm rush through her. His
body slid against hers, slowly driving her backwards towards the
window until she was constantly pressed against it.

A moan escaped her when
his thumb brushed over her right nipple, circling and torturing it,
making her breath come faster. Her stomach tightened with need and
desire, with the warmth of their love making. She kissed his
shoulder and neck, unable to keep still any longer and restrain
herself. He was being so open with her about his feelings. She
wanted to be open too. Her mouth found his and she kissed him as
slowly as he thrust into her, their lips grazing each other in a
kiss so light it made her tingle. There was so much love in it,
both hers and his. She savoured the feeling of him inside her,
wishing he could remain there always. Another tear rolled down her
cheek and he kissed it away.

“
Acer,” she
half-whispered, half-moaned. He drew back and looked at her. Her
eyes begged him to put her out of her misery, to fill her
completely and sate her desire.

He thrust harder, chasing
away her sadness as her desire rose to meet his. It was a divine
feeling of completion, of hunger and need. He grabbed her backside
and pushed her into the window, plunging faster into her, harder
and deeper. She raised her legs, wanting him deeper still, needing
desire to erase all her other feelings. His pelvis hit her clit
with each thrust, sending tingles and shivers racing through her.
She tensed her muscles, desperate to cum and to feel him cum inside
her. He groaned into her throat, fingertips pressing into her
backside and hurting her. The force of his thrusts increased until
she was moaning with each one, clinging to the edge and ready to
fall. She moved against him, thrusting back with as much force as
he was showing her. He rammed deep into her, over and over until
she was breathless.

She leaned back into the
window and kissed him hard, her tongue tangling with his and their
moans mingling as they raced towards completion. She clenched him
harder, milking his cock. She wanted to feel him. She wanted to
know he’d enjoyed this as much as she did. He bit her lip, kissed
her hard, and stole her breath away, leaving her panting in time
with him.

He groaned into her mouth
and dug his fingertips into her backside as he plunged deep inside
her and spilled his seed. The throbbing of his cock and his slowing
movements pushed her over the edge and she moaned harshly as she
came. He held her close as her body quivered around his length. She
breathed hard against his chest, curling up close to him as they
drifted out towards the middle of the room. She didn’t want him to
leave her. She wanted him to stay inside where he
belonged.

His fingers brushed her
cheek as he withdrew from her and she looked up at him, into his
eyes. He opened his hand and cupped her cheek, his thumb caressing
it softly. There was so much she wanted to say, and she knew he
wanted to speak too. It seemed neither of them could find their
voice now. She wished she could. She wished she could tell him all
the things she needed to while she had the chance.

He opened his mouth to
speak.

There was a crackling
noise and then a piercing tone that made her flinch.

The communications light
on the panel near the door lit up.

She looked at it and then
at Acer.

“
This is the
Namrus-Lyra. We’ve picked up your distress call and we’re en
route.”

She stared into Acer’s
eyes. They were full of anguish, as though they were reflecting all
her feelings back at her. Her brows furrowed and she fought the
tears that rose into her eyes. This was the decision she’d made.
She had to live with it now. She had to be as strong as he
was.

The voice came again,
breaking the awkward silence.

“
We’ll have you
back on Lyra Prime before the seventh moon has set.”

Staring at his chest, her
heart clenched and ached. Tears spilled onto her breasts, streaking
them. She couldn’t stop them now. Her dream of Acer loving her
shattered.

***

The hot sun beat down on
her. She’d forgotten just how warm the planets of the Lyra system
were. Above her was a sweeping arc of purest blue. Not a cloud
marred it. It gave her no peace or happiness. It only gave her
pain.

Her nerve was holding, her
feelings buried deep beneath the surface so the people present
wouldn’t see them. Acer stood before her. His entire family were
behind him.