Cami

My NI and I were now one and I used it to wreak as much havoc as possible on those sick bastards.  It was one thing when everyone participated freely, but here, that wasn’t the case.  They took prisoners, forced them into slavery.  If possible, I’d burn this place down and enjoy every minute of it.

Zorvak kneeled in front of me and held out his hand.  His color reminded me of myths when demons roamed the Earth.  They drew pictures of red muscular men with horns.  Zorvak didn’t have horns, only a black mohawk.  At once I feared him, now he was the calm in the face of a storm.  My rock on shifting sand.  When I placed my hand in his, a new kind of excitement thrummed inside as sparks jumped from his hand and zipped through mine.

Anger took over when we headed out the door and faced another one of those ugly bastards.  Zorvak killed him, and then I stole his weapon.  It was like a gun, but much more advanced than the ones I’d trained with on Earth.  I initially asked Zorvak how to work it, but then instantly knew that my NI would do that.  There was no trigger to pull, just order it to fire.  Easy.

While he fought with two Humchins, I watched his back.  I’d already seen the other one coming when he shouted for me to watch out.  I took aim and mentally ordered it to fire, killing him instantly.  Okay, killing was an understatement.  He turned to ashes before my very eyes.  A wave of guilt rushed over me for murdering a living being, but I couldn’t be captured again.  I knew in my heart I wouldn’t survive it.

After we exited the building, the first rays streaked across the sky.  “Well shit! The sun is already up.”  We needed to hurry. 

After a moment of debating, we headed for the cliffs.  The thought of spending the day out here didn’t thrill me in the least.  The sun could be brutal, especially to my porcelain skin.

We ran.  My lungs burned, my side hurt, but I pumped my legs and tried to keep up.  At one time, this would have been easy.  But after a month of not exercising, this hurt.

I need to slow down.  There, I admitted it.  He didn’t even look tired and here I stood bent over, heaving as sweat dripped from my brow.

When I caught my breath, I straightened back up.  He had a pained look on his face as he stood with his eyes tightly closed.  I narrowed mine as I scrutinized his expression.  What’s wrong?

My eyes cannot stand this much light.

I glanced down at my body and grimaced.  How could I let him suffer when I could help?  He still had his eyes closed so I quickly took off my t-shirt and ripped a strip of cloth from the bottom before sliding it back on.  Now it was a belly shirt. 

Here, maybe this will help.  He towered over me, making it difficult to place the blindfold over his eyes.  Bend down.

When he knelt, I stepped forward.  His warm breath brushed my neck as I covered his eyes.  My fingers brushed his temple just before I tied it in place.  Being this close to him ignited my body with fire.  My breasts ached with need while my core throbbed with desire.  My hands hovered right above his shoulders, wanting to caress his skin.  But instead of touching him, I closed my eyes, swallowed hard, and stepped back.

Thank you!

Averting my eyes from his muscular body, I said, You’re welcome.  Are you able to still see?

“Yes.”

We resumed walking toward the cliffs.  Walking, not running.  There were no trees, no flowers, just a hard-barren red desert with jagged rocks.  It had to be at least 110 degrees, maybe hotter.  I licked my cracked lips and swallowed, trying to moisten my throat.  It didn’t help.

Are you alright?  He asked without looking in my direction.

What to say?  Hell no, I was not all right.  One bowl of yellow soup wasn’t enough food to sustain this kind of activity.  But I didn’t want to appear weak so I settled for, Just peachy.

The way his mouth twitched made one side of my mouth curl upward. As we walked, I kept sneaking peeks at him.  I didn’t mean any disrespect, but it was a little hard to get used to. 

What are you thinking about?

How your muscles ripple with every stride.  How strong your hands are.  How long it’s been since I’ve been touched by a man.  Of course, I didn’t say any of that. 

You’re red.

And?

And, nothing.  It’s just hard to get used to.

You are not used to seeing other species?

I chuckled.  I’m getting used to it.  Of all the different species here, Zorvak was the normal one.  Made more like me. 

We are almost there.

I looked at the cliffs and could see tiny caves.  But how did he know which one to choose?  As we passed by the first cave, I glanced longingly inside.  My exposed skin burned.  The second cave now looked even better and I wanted to scream when we kept walking.  When we rounded a rock, and came to a third cave, he stopped.

Here we are.  Wait here and let me check it out.

I don’t think so.  I wanted out of the hot sun and into a cool shade as quickly as possible.  He walked in and with one hand, he tore the blindfold off his face. I followed closely behind.  The cool air brushed my burning cheeks.  My eyes closed briefly in relief.  I heard the trickle of running water and wanted to make a mad dash toward the sound.  But I didn’t.

He stopped and abruptly turned, causing me to collide into his chest.  To keep me from falling, he instantly wrapped his arms around me.  My body roared to life with his touch.  His hard-muscled body caressing mine.  I felt him tense and then relax.

I thought I told you to wait outside.

Yeah, and?

If I were guessing, I’d say he rolled his eyes at me, but I couldn’t tell with his black eyes.  I just had that effect on some people.

Come on.  He stepped back and took my hand.

We headed toward the sound of water.  The cave itself resembled one on earth.  Mostly rock with smooth moist edges inside.  Drops of water dripped from above.  Plush yellow foliage lined the floor around the walls of the cave.  When we rounded a corner, it opened to a large chamber.  Light shone down from a small opening in the high ceiling.  In the center, a pool shimmered as a small trickle of water tumbled down a mountain of rocks.  My cracked lips and dry mouth beckoned me over.  I only needed a gallon or two. 

Zorvak tugged on my hand.  My eyes slid to his.  He grinned and inclined his head toward the water.  He didn’t have to ask me twice. 

With cupped hands, I knelt and scooped up some water.  It could’ve been salt water and I wouldn’t have cared.  Well, maybe a little.

As I gulped the handful, I closed my eyes and savored the ice-cold liquid that touched my lips and moistened my throat. 

I turned sharply at the sound of a loud splash.  Zorvak emerged from the water with a smile.  With one hand, he raked his fingers through his hair, knocking off the excess water.  Huge muscles rippled with each movement.  “What are you doing?”

Slowly, he waved his hands back and forth, skimming the top of the water.  He cocked his head to the side and said, “Cooling off.  My body is not use to such harsh temperatures.”

“And you think mine is?”  I raised one eyebrow and stared at the water glistening on his face.  When I was on Earth, I often dreamed of swimming in a lake, an ocean, it didn’t matter.  Maybe lying on a white sandy beach letting the salt water lap at my ankles.

He shrugged.  “I don’t know,” he said, then grinned mischievously.

“What?”

“Are you trying to turn red for me?”

I scrunched my nose and crossed my arms.  “What are you talking about?”

When he inclined his head toward my body, I glanced down.  A nice sunburn covered my arms and legs.  Probably my face, too. 

He dove under the water once again. When he resurfaced, I stared at his muscles with hungry eyes.  My gaze lazily traveled up his body until it reached his masculine face that sported a smirk.  Shit, he caught me!  But dammit, it wasn’t my fault.  I’d spent so much time training, I’d neglected this part of my life.

“Are you coming in?”

Hmm… that was a good question.  “I don’t want to get my clothes wet.”

“Then take them off.  That’s what I did.”

Oh, sweet mother, I inwardly groaned as naked images of him popped into my mind.

He laughed.  “Not quite, Ji’si.  But close.” 

I didn’t know what that meant, but I had a sinking feeling he knew what I pictured in my head.  “What does Ji’si mean?”

“Nothing.  Are you joining me or shall I join you?”  He enjoyed the situation a little too much.  

“You really like making me uncomfortable, don’t you?  Fine, turn around.”

He slowly turned, but I didn’t trust him not to look.  I wasn’t a prude.  Okay, maybe I was.  But it had been years since a man had seen me naked. 

I quickly jerked my clothes off, dropped them in a heap next to a large rock, and jumped in the water.  My head went under, and for a moment, I swear my heart stood still.  When I surfaced, I rubbed the water from my eyes while gasping and yelled, “Oh, shit!  That’s cold!”  My breaths came in quick short pants as I tried to adjust to the freezing temperature. 

He laughed, waded over, and pulled me into his arms.  I laid my head against his chest and savored the warmth seeping from his body. 

Is that better?

Much.  I snuggled in closer, loving the feel of his arms wrapped around me.  It had been so long since any man had held me in his arms, precisely four years.  Thank you.

He stroked my hair with a gentle caress.

Thank you for trying to rescue me.

You’re welcome.  Thank you for saving me.  And he did save me.  I didn’t run, didn’t try to save myself.  I just sat there lost in the task of wreaking havoc on the Humchins.

How could I not?  I still don’t understand what happened back there.  And how did you fire the incinerator?

You mean the gun that reduced that asshole to ashes?

I felt his chest rumble with laughter.  Yes, the gun.

The same way I set off the alarms, dropped all the force fields, and… I laughed, leaned back, and looked into his eyes.  “Cut their video feed and emptied the coins from all the betting machines.  They will be busy for a while.”

“How?”  I couldn’t read his eyes, they were deep, solid black.  No white, no color, but I felt his amazement.

“How can I feel what you are feeling?”

He stared into my eyes and I could swear I saw colors swirling in his endless pools of stormy midnight.  So different than a moment ago.  “Can you feel this?” he growled with molten desire.

His need slammed into me as he held my gaze.  His chest heaved as though he held himself back.  I didn’t want him to.  It had been too long since a man had looked at me, touched me, and I wanted him.  Wanted Zorvak.   My eyes slid lazily over his muscled-perfect body. 

He bent his head and gently brushed my cheek with his lips.  When I sighed, he caught my little gasp with a searing kiss, thrusting his tongue deep within my parted lips.  I was lost, sinking in a sea of overwhelming pleasure.  I was vaguely aware when he wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me close.  His fingertips teased my spine before heading south, cupping the curve of my ass, squeezing tightly.  I opened to him, mentally and physically as our tongues swirled together.   

The feel of his hand as it caressed my body - I savored every touch.  His fingertips skimmed their way up until he cupped my breast, lightly pinching the taunt dark pebble.  I threw my head back, and moaned while he skimmed my jaw with light kisses.  Moist heat surged forward, making me wet between my legs.  “Ohh…” The sigh was loud in the silent cave.  Only the sound of our heavy breathing, my moans of pleasure, and the trickle of water could be heard. 

He pulled me hard against his body, closing the small space, letting me feel his desire.  “I want you, Camilla Ryan,” his strong voice rumbled against my ear.  “Tell me you want this.”

I couldn’t think as he lazily caressed my neck with his kisses, heading lower.  With his head bent downward, he lavished my breast with his tongue.  Tell me.

Oh…God…Yes!  Don’t stop! 

My arms looped around his neck as my pelvis writhed against him, needing more.  With a pop, his mouth left my breast. 

“Pleassee…I need more.”

With a light touch, I wrapped my hand around his long thick sex, feeling how velvety smooth, and brutally strong he was.  It moved.  I gasped but didn’t release him. 

His fingers trailed down to my thatch of curls.  One finger plunged inside.  “So soft,” he whispered against my ear as he pumped his finger in and out.  “So tight.”  He added another.

“I need.”  My head tilted back, my legs weakened.  It had been far too long and my body burned with desire. 

“What do you need?” he asked, his intense stare held my mine.  I couldn’t read his solid black eyes, but I could feel how much he held himself back. 

“You!  I need you!”

With one swift movement, he hoisted me up.  My legs instantly wrapped around his hips.  As he carried me out of the water, my hips writhed against him.  I needed him in me.  Now!  I couldn’t remember a time that anything felt so good, so right. 

Soft cave foliage cushioned my body as he laid me down and braced himself above me. 

His eyes, once solid black, now swirled with distinctions of the lightest black, almost gray, and the endless pit of darkness.  They kept changing colors.  I quivered with want, just from his hungry stare alone.

He leaned down, his mouth skimming my ear.  “I am going to fuck you now.”  Oh…God.  Had anyone ever said that to me before?   I moistened just before he breached my body. Slight pain gave way to intense pleasure as he stretched my soft channel.  I could feel he held himself back.

“More…,” I cried as my nails dug into his shoulders.  “Give me more.”  He paused for a mere second.  “No, don’t stop!”  I thrust my hips, needing everything.  Something broke loose inside him.  He surged forth with unbridled passion.  The length of him digging in. 

My orgasm thundered through me at a force I hadn’t felt before.  I arched my hips as my belly and thighs quivered.  My sex gripped him tighter as I lost myself in the intense pleasure, uncaring of anything else around me. 

Just as my orgasm released me, my eyes widened in surprise as something long and hard breached my nether region as he still pounded into me.  “Oh, God!”  A raw scream echoed on the cave walls.  Having both areas penetrated at once sent an orgasm spiraling into me with more force than before.  Blind with passion, I kept coming and coming and coming.

“You feel so fucking good,” he said with grunted words just as he emptied himself inside me.