Chapter Three

His hand was gentle when he traced down her cheek learning the contour of her face. Her heart beat fast as she waited for the door to be kicked in and them to be condemned for wanting more out of life than they were told they could have.

“There will be no going back.” He breathed it in her ear like a prayer.

She shuddered his breath tickling down her spine, his words changing the scope of her life for eternity.

“I know,” was her answer as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She wanted this. Did she want it, want him enough to be willing to die for him? They would become the face of the race. Their kind would wonder what drew them together to the point that they would risk death. Maybe their people needed a new hero even one as unsophisticated as she was.

He stood up and reached for her. This was too special, too important to be done on a floor among left over scraps of food. He led her to the main bedroom that he claimed for himself. The room was large compared to what either of them was used to on the ship. It was meant for one person or a couple there weren’t places for anyone else to lie or rest.

“This is nice.” Her voice was low. She knew that the silencer was on, but this seemed to be a time when a certain respect was due. Going rogue should be done with a solemn understanding of what they were getting into.

“You’re beautiful.” He was watching her and not looking around the room. “Do you want to use the facility?”

Her eyes lit up. To be able to use the facility alone and not with several women all getting ready at once to fight a war they no longer believed in was something she never experienced before.

“I would love that.”

He pointed toward a door. She grabbed her bag and disappeared inside. Once the door was closed, she leaned against a wall. Being with him set her heart and her desires on overdrive. Was it only one kiss that had curled her toes and made secret parts of her ache?

Being with an infertile male had never gotten her this excited. Was it because he was like her or was it because he too wanted more than a night? Her weary brain tried to picture a future together where they could live and love. When she thought of children, her breath would catch in her throat, and her heartbeat would slow down as if her body were approaching death. She pushed that thought to the back of her mind, there were some things she didn’t even dare dream about.

She climbed into the immersion field, it was a luxury not found on the ship. It covered her body scrubbing her clean while allowing her to relax as the tension in her melted away. The born lived a life on Minor that she could only try to imagine in the middle of the night.

Stepping out she allowed the warm air to dry her body to perfection while it molded and shaped her hair until it swayed down her back in a mass of soft waves. She pulled out a beautiful sleeping wrap and dressed before she looked into the mirror hoping that Lazzar would like what he saw.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed when she came out wearing a pair of sleep pants that they assured them was the latest style of the infertile male.

She didn’t know about the infertile male, but this male looked good dressed in nothing but those pants. His broad shoulders called to her, his arms and chest were heavy with muscle and her eyes traced every one. He was a warrior in every sense of the word, and she wanted to touch him. Her feet drew her across the room without her permission while her tongue moistened her bottom lip that felt permanently dry.

“Amira, you’re beautiful. I still can’t believe that you were behind me at the Zen when I turned around.”

“I…I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I caught sight of you across that war-torn bloody field.”

“No thoughts of war tonight.” He stood and pulled her into his arms his head dipping just enough to catch her bottom lip between his. He sucked on it until she opened and allowed him in.

“I love the way you taste.” He whispered as his tongue plunged into the sweetness of her mouth, he kissed her putting his stamp of ownership on her as she did the same for him. He would never be the same, and he was ready and willing to accept that fate. He had seen hundreds of planet rotations in his life, but he had not lived until her eyes met his that very first time.

He picked her up and placed her in the middle of the platform. She should want him to hurry to touch her, but the look in his eyes told her he was going to go slow. His hand trembled against the side of her throat bringing a smile of delight to her lips. The look of adoration and appreciation in his eyes was making her feel like she was more beautiful than any infertile ever born. There was them, and then there was her, a beautiful created Kur’ik.

“Lay next to me.” Her voice was low and sweet enticing him to come closer.

He laid close to her allowing the heat of his body to warm her up. She placed her hand on his chest pushing him from his side to flat on his back. Taking her confidence in hand, she crawled over him until she was seated across his abs. The strength and definition of them made her hotter and wetter.

Leaning over she kissed his shoulder allowing her tongue to come out and trace patterns over it even as her hand went down his arm tracing the pattern on his body. It was there from birth proclaiming to all that saw him that within him was a beast another form that everyone should be weary of.

Her fingers traced back up to his shoulders moving around like the lightest of creatures teasing him before she moved on letting her tongue trace where fingers had been. She came to the strong column of his throat and used her tongue to lick over the beat of his heart. The desire to sink her teeth into him was overwhelming, but she pulled back and found herself kissing the other side of his throat.

“Why didn’t you do it?” His voice was guttural touching her deep within her body.

She looked at him, desire for him merging with the need to claim him.

“It has to be right.” He pulled her back down to his shoulder encouraging her to kiss him more.

It was only a rumor, and he knew it. They said late at night when the laztech was no longer firing and the fires that occurred on the rims burned to nothing, that there was a possibility that the created could claim their mate. It was untested no one had ever been brave enough to try. Not that it mattered, when claiming occurred it was because no one could resist it, not because you made up your mind to keep this person forever.

It could happen the first time you were with a person or the thousandth time. No one knew why it worked like that. No one knew if the rumor was true or if it simply kept you warm on a cold night.

“I always wanted to touch your shoulders caresses them from one end to the other.”

“Amira, you wanting to touch me is almost impossible to believe. You actually touching me is a miracle I don’t deserve.”

He turned her over until she was flat on her back and his nose was buried in her throat breathing in her scent. He never wanted to forget how she smelled of dreams and hope for tomorrow.

“I never believed that the controllers were divine until I saw you.” His teeth clamped on her throat showing possessiveness in the only way open to him.

He kissed down her throat until he was caressing the covering hiding her breasts from his view.

“May I?” She nodded her head unable to say anything as his voice and his eyes were undoing her.

His hands went to the clever closure in the material unraveling it around her breasts until they were revealed in all their glory. Her darker gray nipples were hard and standing up begging to be kissed and licked. She had dusted them with a ruby glitter making them even more enticing if that was possible.

He palmed one of her breasts allowing his hand to feel the warmth of her skin and the firmness of her globes. He took the other nipple into his mouth sucking on it as her hands went to his hair pulling him closer. She gave a loud gasp as her body moved trying to surround him.

She was going up in smoke as his talented mouth sucked on her nipple making her cry out in pleasure. His other hand was twisting and pinching her nipple just enough to make her intimate parts convulse looking for fulfillment.

His name came out of her mouth in shocked gasps even as her hands stroked the column of his neck and up and down his back.

“More,” she pleaded even as he shifted his body to be lying between her legs.

He pressed down on her just a little allowing his thick shaft to tease her intimate places making her thrust against him as she got closer. The sound of his deep growl made her body shudder as she rocked back and forth.

He slid down her unwrapping the rest of her nightwear until he could see her glistening sex. He took his finger and worked it against her slit while her hips bucked trying to encourage him to come inside.

“Don’t tease. I need to feel you deep inside of me.”

“You look so sweet.” Her body tensed, he was talking about something taboo. Did it matter? Everything they were doing was taboo.

“Next time.” It was whispered in her ear promising her something she couldn’t begin to imagine.

He pushed his body up and used a hand to undo his pants and began pushing them over his hips and down his legs.

“I want to be deep inside of you.” He rolled over pulling her on top.

“Lazzar?” Her eyes were dark green with confusion.

“I’ll fit easier this way. You’re so small.”

She looked down wanting to hide her eyes, but he lifted her chin and looked into her face. It was no problem for her to count the number of times she had physical contact with a male. Fighting for planet orbits on end didn’t make for a great love life.

He pulled her down and kissed her centering her mind on him as her body began to heat up again. She licked down his body until she found his nipples and nipped on them making him growl as his shaft waved a little weeping at the end with his desire to be inside of her.

He took her by the waist and lifted her up placing her over the tip of his shaft. She loved the way he was ridged in a circular motion, it was unique to the created, and she loved it.

He lowered her gently allowing her to get used to the feel of him invading her. She closed her eyes savoring every inch she felt plundering her depths until he was lodged deeply inside of her. She placed her hands on his chest and squeezed causing him to growl as he placed his hands around her waist and began to move her up and down.

A pleasure laced laugh came from her as she picked up the pace. Her breathing increased, and she felt her body already tightening. It felt too good she tried to slow down even as his speed increased.

“Lazzar, my body…” She was shaking, and her eyes were brighter than they had ever been before.

“Come with me. Amira.”

Her body stiffened even as she felt her world breaking apart. One loud scream and she was shaking in his arms as everything she ever knew faded. Words low and fast come from her mouth as she praised him for what he was doing to her body.

She felt it when he tensed, and those vibrant eyes stared at her as if he had never seen anything as amazing as she was. The feel of his body shooting his essence deep inside of her gave her an extra feeling of exhilaration. There would never be any denying of how she felt about him.