“I say again, are you on the move?”
Rykker had been up at sunrise, sending messages to Arkness’s comms unit repeatedly until he answered.
“Yes, we are,” the groggy man lied, unwrapping from his sleeping partner. “We’re on our way to the second crash site. I will let you know when we arrive.”
Olivia rolled over and stretched, her bare flesh making Arkness’s cock jump to attention. He forced himself to ignore it and slid into his clothes, pressing his erection flat against his belly for now. Once they were hiking, it would go down soon enough. And though he very much wanted a repeat of last night, he was a professional and was well aware they needed to get moving if they hoped to achieve their objective and make it back before sunset.
Of course, he would have greatly enjoyed another night out with the woman he had claimed as his own. But there would be plenty of time for that when they returned home. For now, there was a mission to complete.
“What was that?” Olivia asked, watching him dress with hungry eyes.
“Nothing. Come, we need to get moving. We will eat as we trek. I would not want to keep your friend waiting.”
That comment shook the last cobwebs of slumber from Olivia’s groggy brain. “Right. We should go,” she agreed, quickly dressing her thighs crackly and sticky from the prior night.
Arkness noted her discomfort. “There is a stream on the way no more than perhaps twenty minutes from our location. We can wash off there. I’m sure it will make for a more comfortable morning afterwards.”
“Sounds like a good plan to me,” she replied, absentmindedly rubbing her chest where her tattoo was particularly itchy.
“Are you all right?”
“Yeah. It’s just this thing itches.”
He paused, a curious look in his eyes. “May I?”
“Knock yourself out,” she replied, lifting her shirt.
It took all of his willpower not to cup her breasts and suckle her delightfully erect nipples, but, somehow, Arkness managed to remain clinical in his inspection. At least, for the most part. His cock did shift as more blood flow was directed to its length, but he remained focused on the rune on her chest. Her Infala. Was it possible? Could she have actually become his Infala mate? And so soon after receiving her runes? It was unheard of, but, then, this woman was an unknown variable in their normal way of life.
“It does not match,” he said with a little deflated sigh.
“What doesn’t?”
“Your Infala. I had wondered, given our connection, if it was the same as mine. But, you can see,” he said, lifting his own shirt, “that while some elements seem similar, it is decidedly different. I suppose our pheromones are the defining factor.”
“You can smell them too?”
“Oh, indeed. Your scent is, for lack of a better word,intoxicating.”
Olivia liked the sound of that. But she was also very,veryconfused. She’d had the same type of reaction with Rykker. Was this normal? Whatever the case, she wasn’t about to mention that to Arkness. Not here. Not now. She’d have to figure that all out when they got back to the city. Zoldana or Nijello would be able to explain what was going on, and they’d do it confidentially.
The lovers stepped out into the crisp morning air, Olivia in particular soaking in the beauty of this amazing alien nature while Arkness hurriedly gathered his perimeter tripwire alarms. They then hurried off to the nearby stream. It turned out to be closer to a half hour than twenty minutes away, but Olivia didn’t care. Stripping down and wading into the water, her body felt invigorated and refreshed.
She watched Arkness do the same, giving his top a good wash before resting it on a rock while he scrubbed his chiseled body. His cock hung long and thick between his legs. At least, it did for a moment until he glanced at Olivia’s naked body, her nipples erect from the chill. He hardened immediately, the speed at which he went from flaccid to fully erect quite stunning.
There’s no time, Olivia told herself, even as her body ignored the thought, moving to him, pressing up against his warmth.
She was soaking wet, and not from the water. His pupils dilated wide with want, and she was very much of the same mindset, jumping up and wrapping her legs around him as she locked her lips against his and lowered herself onto his waiting cock.
“Fuck,” she groaned as he buried his length deep inside her. “Yessssss.”
She started moving, but his hands on her ass took over, increasing the pace, supporting her entirely as he bounced her on his manhood with a frantic sort of vigor.
“Mine,” he growled in her ear, skyrocketing her arousal even more.
“Give it to me,” she groaned as their bodies slapped hard together over and over. “I want it.”
His body shuddered, his climax about to erupt. “It is yours.Iam yours.”
