“Make it hurt,” she begged, letting her hands fall above her head. “It already hurts so much how badly I want you.”
He slammed into her, sliding her body up the bed. His fingers and thumb rolled and tweaked her clit, sending her body reeling.
Alexa thrust her chest out, possessed. Pleasure exploded through her, and Hysterian pummeled his hips to hers, pounding madly. Her core constricted, gripping him. Cries tore from her lips as the emptiness in her expanded and then filled.
Finally.
Waves of intense pleasure surged into Alexa’s limbs. Her joints locked; her mind blanked. Movement, heat, wetness, male, hardness was her entire world for a blissful moment, and she screamed his name.
He fucked her through her bliss, and she clawed at his suit.
She was growing more sensitive with each thrust, yet he gave her what she needed. Euphoria. Alexa managed to open her eyes as the tension inside her built all over again.
He stared at her like she was the sun and he’d just spent an eternity in the darkness.
She came again.
Hysterian didn’t stop. He finished what she started. He moved over her, inside her, pulling her atop him, only to flip her again and take her from behind. Even still, he continued. She didn’t know how many times she’d lost her mind to pleasure when her body finally gave up and she couldn’t lift her head anymore.
They were on the floor and he was kneeling between her legs, dipping his tip in and out of her. She was slick with sweat, swollen, and…happy.
Alexa smiled. She couldn’t remember what it was like being happy.
She watched Hysterian as he stared between her legs. One was hooked over his shoulder. She wanted to sleep, but she didn’t want this time with him to end.
“Hysterian,” she whispered as he pushed inside her again.
His eyes tore from her sex. “Have I hurt you?”
She shook her head.
He slipped out of her, and she moaned. He pressed his thumb into her mouth and rubbed her tongue. “I can’t get enough,” he murmured. “It’s nothing like I imagined. Even with the damned suit.”
She didn’t know what he was talking about. “Imagined?” she mumbled dreamily.
He withdrew his thumb from her mouth, moved out from between her legs, and picked her up. He brought her back to the bed where the bedding was damp but chilled, and it eased her limbs. She curled into it. Hysterian slipped in next to her.
“We both have our secrets,” he said, pulling her against him.
She hummed. The wonderful ache was back between her legs, but she wasn’t going to let anything ruin this for her.
She settled her head on his chest. “Is this safe?” she asked after considering their position for a few moments.
“As long as you don’t touch my eyeballs.”
Ick.“I don’t plan on it.”
“I’m paired with the nanotech in the suit. As long as I don’t get too hot, the pressure can be sustained for a time. And you—”
“Run cold,” she murmured.
“Run cold,” he repeated, petting her back.
She dozed for a while, but couldn’t fall all the way asleep. She didn’t want to miss a single moment. Alexa knew how precious this time was. The night couldn’t be much longer, which meant they were probably in Atrexia’s orbit by now.
He was going to leave and fulfill their final mission during this run. And while he was distracted and off the ship, she was going to get out of this room and leave. She was going to go somewhere he wouldn’t be able to follow, nor would he want to.
Alexa shuddered, rubbing her cheek against Hysterian’s chest. She was doing this for both of them.
