Her mate stood as well, towering over all of us while still having to crouch to fit in the cabin. "There is no additional danger. You will see the Guardians and then go to the library.” He took his eyes off her for a beat to look around. “And with that in mind, Mera needs to rest."
She didn't argue, clearly exhausted. This close to the end of her pregnancy, she’d been a trooper for staying this long. I was also fairly sure that while Mera thought she was convincing her mate to stay, he’d been secretly happy to keep an eye on her for as long as possible.
Unfortunately, it seemed that the Guardians would be her last stop, and I was going to miss my best friend. Worrying about her was second nature now, but in this situation, she would be safer away from this world. Even if we won this battle, there was a decent chance that some of us could be badly injured or killed in the Delfora, but that wasn’t to be Mera’s fate. The only event she had to worry about was the baby arriving while we were gone, and in that case, Gaster was powerful and well-versed in healing energy.
Mera and our baby would be okay, which allowed all of us to be clear-minded in this final mission.
When Shadow and Mera left, the others soon dispersed, everyone aware that Reece’s sands controlled the ship when he didn’t, so they were free to rest. As I moved to clean the table, Reece got there first, sweeping away the dishes with his sands.
"It wouldn’t kill you to use your hands," I snarled, feeling extra tense for many reasons. "Sure, it’s a few minutes longer, but we’re in no rush this moon. Why waste your energy? Once it’s gone, it’s hard to reclaim."
Before I could say another word, his hands were around my waist as he hauled me back against his body. "What if I want to use those few minutes for something else," he murmured near my ear. "What if my energy is renewable, or at least refillable, and I would sacrifice it all to taste you."
And just like that, my mood dramatically improved.
My head dropped back, and I swallowed my moan as his lips grazed along my cheek.
"Can you be quiet, Angel?" he asked, and for once he didn't make that name sound like a disease on his tongue. "Can you swallow your screams and keep our secret?”
Our secret.I’d forgotten to tell him that Mera and Shadow knew, which really wasn't important when he turned me around, slipped the strap of my black tank to one side, and pressed his lips lower to caress my collarbone and the tops of my breasts.
"They have exceptional hearing and are only a few meters away," I murmured, my hands cupping the back of his head to keep him in place. His chuckle was low and delicious, and as he sucked on my nipple through the shirt, I had to squeeze my legs tightly together. Once again, too many days had passed since we’d had sex, and already the throbbing tension in my center was spiraling.
Reece stripped my shirt off in one smooth movement, leaving me naked from the waist up. "Fucking beautiful," I thought I heard him murmur.
Before I could take another breath, he lifted me to place me back on the newly cleared table, his hands grazing across my bare skin as his lips closed over my left nipple, working it into a hard and sensitive peak. At this point I was literally digging my fingers into the pamolsa material on either side of me to stop from crying out. I felt the wood crumble under my touch, but there was little else I could do. A few finger marks in the table wouldn't destroy its usefulness, and there was no way I could stay silent without that focus.
Reece's kisses grew hotter along my skin, his touch firm as his fingers followed the path, tracing every naked valley and peak, bringing my power to the surface in a way that, hopefully, wouldn't visibly light up this cabin. When his kisses reached my pants, they were stripped from me the same way my shirt had been, and since my feet were bare, there was nothing to stop him from having me naked in seconds.
As he leaned down, he pressed his lips to my lower stomach before his tongue scraped over the junction of my thighs. Just when I was about to say fuck it and scream in frustration, he reached the seam of my aching pussy, swiping at the moisture there. His groan was barely audible, and it seemed staying silent was going to be a challenge for both of us.
A challenge I would probably lose.
It had been too many days, and as we’d reach the Guardians at the next new-moon, this was our last chance to really take advantage of our situation.
On the eve of battle, you never let an opportunity slip you by.
Not when you knew it could be your last.
39
Reece's tongue was a talent that had no equal. Before my time with him, I’d have scoffed at the notion that someone’s mouth could bring me to the brink of insanity within seconds, and yet here we were. As my breaths grew harsh and deep, I pressed my lips so tightly together that if I’d been more breakable, the skin would’ve shattered.
Not crying out grew more impossible as time went on, and all I could do was hold onto the table for dear fucking life and pray to the creation gods that it didn’t crumble completely under the strain—especially as the ship started to lurch again and we had to fight not to get flung across the small room.
Reece’s tongue picked up speed, flicking and sucking in a rhythm that had my ass lifting as I arched dramatically in time to the swelling of pleasure. Winding his hands under my thighs, he parted me wider so he could really slam his tongue into me, over and over, until audible whimpers spilled from between my pressed lips.
I was going to scream if he kept that up, and I didn't even care. He was eating me out on the dining table like I was the last damn meal he'd ever have. As one of his long fingers stroked my clit in time to his tongue, the swelling of pleasure grew too strong to contain, and as my body slammed back onto the table with the force of my orgasm, silent screams tore up my throat.
Reece didn’t ease up, even as I jerked and tore off a small section of the pamolsa. By the time he was finished devouring every ounce of my pleasure, I was a limp rag on the table. I offered up no resistance as he reached out and lifted me, then I was flipped over so I faced away from him. He pulled my ass back toward his cock, and the heat of his body burned into my skin until I had to bite my lip again to stop from moaning.
I was positioned on the edge of the table, Reece’s hands around my parted thighs as he slid in between them. The thick head of his cock found little resistance as he pushed it slowly inside; I was wet already, my muscles hugging his length as he continued to ease into me slowly, inch by damn inch, until he was fully seated.
I'd never had sex in this position before, but it was immediately obvious that I couldn’t really move with Reece holding my thighs and controlling our pace. This didn’t bother me as much as the fact that I couldn’t see his face, but as he started to thrust, slowly at first and then faster, I stopped caring because I was once again holding on for the ride.
His cock slid deep, hitting spots that had to be illegal. Nerve endings fired, and I realized that this was what Mera always talked about with her G-spot. It was intense. My body attempted to arch and rock for relief, but Reece's firm grip on my thighs prevented me from moving too much.
His pace picked up, and I was choking on screams again, unable to let them free but needing to because I felt like I was going to explode. Like... literally explode.
