“Don’t stop,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Please, Aeon, don’t stop.”
He didn’t. His fingers moved in perfect rhythm with his mouth, driving me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel it building, that wave of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me. And when it finally broke, it was like nothing I’d ever felt before. My body convulsed, my cries echoing in the quiet room as he held me through it, his touch never faltering.
When I finally came down, I was breathless and boneless, my heart pounding in my chest. I was still trembling from the aftermath of my orgasm when he moved up to hover over me. His eyes were dark, almost primal, filled with a hunger that took my breath away.
“You’re not done with me yet. Are you?” I whispered, my voice shaky but teasing.
“No,” he said hungrily, his hands gripping my hips as he positioned himself between my legs. His expression was intense, his jaw tight with restraint. “I need you. All of you.”
“Then take me,” I said, my heart thudding wildly as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He didn’t need to be told twice. In one smooth motion, he slid inside me, filling me completely. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders as he stretched me in the most delicious way. He was so deep, so impossibly there, and I never wanted him to leave.
“Olivia,” he breathed, his voice rough. His hands gripped the sheets beside my head, his muscles taut as he held himself above me. For a moment, he just stared down at me, his blue eyes searching mine. “You’re everything to me.”
I didn’t have time to respond before he began to move. His thrusts were hard and deep, each one sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I arched into him, meeting him stroke for stroke, our bodies moving in perfect sync. The sound of our union filled the room—our heavy breathing, the slap of skin on skin, and the desperate moans that escaped both of us.
“You feel… amazing,” he managed, his voice strained as he drove into me harder and faster. His hands moved to my hips, his grip firm as he pulled me into each thrust. “I can’t… I need more.”
“Take what you need,” I gasped, my head falling back as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. Every nerve in my body was alight, every touch and every movement amplifying the fire between us. “Aeon, I’m close. So close.”
“Let go for me,” he urged, his voice thick with need. He shifted slightly, angling himself to hit that spot inside me that made me see stars. “Let me feel you come undone.”
That was all it took. My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, sweeping me under and shattering me into a million pieces. I cried out loudly, my body convulsing around him as he continued to thrust, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until I was boneless beneath him.
“Olivia,” he groaned, his rhythm faltering as his own release overtook him. He buried himself deep inside me, his body shuddering as he spilled himself into me. His forehead rested against mine, our breaths mingling as we rode out the waves of euphoria together.
For a long moment, we just lay there tangled together, our hearts pounding in unison. His body was warm and solid against mine, a comforting weight that grounded me in the moment. I ran my fingers through his hair, my heart swelling with an emotion I couldn’t deny.
“Aeon,” I whispered, my voice soft but sure.
He lifted his head to look at me, his eyes filled with something I could only describe as awe. “Yes?”
“I love you so much,” I said, the words slipping out before I could second-guess them. “I don’t care about Earth, or going back, or any of it. I choose you. This. Us.”
His expression softened. “Olivia, I?—”
Before he could finish, his communicator on his wrist blared to life, the colony’s alarm system screeching in the quiet room. We both froze, the moment shattered by the harsh sound.
“That’s the emergency alert,” he said, his voice tight. His body tensed above me, but he didn’t move away. “CE’s ship is here.”
My heart sank, but I didn’t let fear take hold. Instead, I cupped his face, forcing him to look at me. “We’ll face this together. No matter what happens, I’m staying. This is my home now. You’re my home.”
TWENTY-EIGHT
AEON
The blaring alarm from my communicator cut through the afterglow of our passion like a blade. My body still pressed against Olivia’s, skin against skin, but the moment fractured as reality crashed back in.
We scrambled from the tangled sheets, a chaotic dance of limbs and hastily grabbed clothing. I yanked on my dark tactical pants while scanning the room for my shirt. Olivia hopped on one foot, struggling with her boots, her hair wild from my fingers moments before.
“Here,” I handed her the blaster she’d been practicing with today. The weapon looked strange in her hands—a doctor holding a gun—but these weren’t normal times.
She grabbed it and checked the charge with surprising competence. “I still hate these things.”
“Hold on to it anyway.” I strapped mine to my thigh holster, the familiar weight grounding me as my mind raced through defensive scenarios. “Stay behind me when we approach.”
The sunset bathed everything in blood-orange as we sprinted across the settlement, past the hydroponics dome and the medical bay. Olivia kept pace beside me, determination replacing the vulnerability I’d witnessed in private. My heart pounded, not from exertion but from knowing what awaited us.
