I slide a hand over his chest, letting less than one percent of my power pass through him. Jude gasps at the tingling sensation. His pupils are blown out, devouring the blue.
“Did it hurt?” I ask. I just need to be sure.
“No… Do it again while I suck you off.”
And he swallows the tip of my cock without warning. My eyes roll back from the pure bliss shooting through my body.
I need to focus to obey his request and reach for his dick with a hand behind my back as I keep on kneeling above him. I get a hold of his balls first and release another small electric charge. Jude moans around my cock. At this rate, I won’t be able to last. He looks entirely debauched and wet already. My lubricant is leaking down his chin and neck. He starts thrusting into my hand, and the tip of his cock rubs on my rim. It’s an earth-shattering sensation. One that I never dared to explore. Not with just any random partner.
But maybe one day, with Jude… If we both survive the next few days, and he doesn’t decide to put a bullet in my brain.
He has already seen me at my most vulnerable. At my lowest. And yet he’s willing to be touched by me.
I grab his cock and squeeze it between my hand and rim. And the bliss of it, combined with my electricity, makes him come in generous spurts that slide down my skin. His tip catches on the ring of muscles and goes in for barely an inch, but it feels so freaking good. Jude groans around my dick and I’m swept away by my own orgasm. I come all over his face.
The waves of pleasure crash over both of us and leave us winded on the sand. I can’t remember sex even being this dirty and good. And yet, all we did was jerk and blow each other off.
I drop my forehead over Jude’s and close my eyes, with not a care in the world that he’s sticky from my semen and lubricant. He doesn’t push me away. His breath mingles with my own, so warm and enticing.
“You might need a dip in the river,” I say after a while. “You’re filthy.”
“Later, maybe. But I’m not done with you yet.”
I said that only a few days ago at the hot spring.
Jude kisses me deeply. His tongue tastes sweet.
14
Burning bridges.
“I watched my son grow for a few years. I was unsure of his potential. He was too human and didn’t show any of the qualities the scientists wanted to accomplish with his mutations— besides his electricity. He was scared of everything, weak, and had no control over his abilities. A failure, more than anything. He had killed a few scientists over the years, but more by accident than design. By then, they started to drop him into the jellyfish tank as punishment. But I began to notice something. His redeeming quality is resilience. No matter how many times they beat him up, tried to snuff him out, he adapted. He learned how to swim by himself to avoid the jellyfish and which parts of their bodies he could touch to avoid their sting. He could learn to become something more. So, on the day when the Revival Project was abandoned and they wanted to drop him in the desert, I shot the scientists and took him with me. He helped me kill threeof them,and I saw his potential.”
Extract of a handwritten journal by Sergeant Kang Jae-Sun, a military officer who was hired as security for the scientists working on the Revival Project, 2047.
We spent the night having sex near the fire, until Jude fell asleep in my arms, thoroughly ravaged and exhausted. He’s as insatiable as I am, and he knows what he wants. He ended up sleeping without washing himself in the river, and I spent the rest of the night marveling at the smell of us on his skin.
I will the sun not to rise. But, of course, the star doesn’t obey the whims of men. Even from a half-god like me.
Today, we plan our vendetta against Maeve.
I catch more fish in the river for breakfast while Jude slowly wakes up. As I got naked, I noticed more than one hickey on my chest and neck, courtesy of the ravenous human I spent my night with.
“I already miss the coffee from theFirefly,” Jude grumbles as he watches me cook the fish over the firepit.
“Used to the standards of a president on the run already?”
“Yeah… We really need to get theFireflyback.”
He saidwe, and not justI. Does that mean he’ll let me fly with him for a little longer? I don’t dare to ask. If we survive our next encounter with Maeve, I have nowhere else to go. No Plan B or backup dream. And judging by the life I led in the last ten years, I don’t know if I can be trusted to my own devices again.
“And we need weapons,” I say.
Jude smiles. “Lucky for us, these parts are crawling withHighwaymen. They usually carry a lot of weapons. We just have to harvest.”
And kill the ones who didn’t hesitate to turn their backs on his parents. With some luck, we might even cross paths with the rest of his siblings.
“Tonight, we hunt,” I say.
