I look at Mishka, but he just shrugs and eases away to stand with Lane.
“You know what, it’s been a long fucking day, and I don’t want to try and figure out your weird-ass foreplay. You have your reasons, but I’m not about to help your ass when he figures out where you are,” I warn her.
She chuckles. “Bitch, I want him to come after me. I have some business to finish first, and then I’ll let him catch me. Maybe. Or I’ll catch him. Depending on my mood that day. For now, we have some things we have to deal with, and you can fly back to be with your friends.”
I look at her, really look at her, and there, just under the façade is the bitterness and pain. It’s hard to see, and she hides it well. Instead of letting the snarky retort fall from my lips, I say softly, “I’ll tell them you say hello. I’m sure Amara will want to see you again. She’s been without family until now, and she wants nothing more than to get to know her sister. Even if it’s from afar.”
I see it then, the small freeze, the small light of hope that flashes. Then it’s gone, and the walls are back. “Maybe some day. For now, this is what we’re going to be. Now, we have places to be, and things to handle. See you around, Ms. O’Brien.” Then she turns and walks back into the darkness, disappearing, not even a sound of her footsteps.
Mishka gives me a nod. “Goodbye, Rayea.”
“Bye, Mishka.” I want to hug him, but I hold myself back. This has to be enough for now.
But he surprises me by moving forward and grabbing me up in a tight hug. I hug him back, feeling sad that I’ll be losing him again, but elated that it won’t be forever. When he pulls away, he leans down to kiss my cheek, before turning on his heel.
He follows the direction Lane took, and I stare after him until I can’t see or hear him anymore. I don’t move, watchingthe darkness, and even though I’m sad, the pain of it is ebbed knowing that this isn’t goodbye.
Alonzo’s arms wrap around me, pulling me into him, and that final piece, the little sliver trying to find its place, settles. This, this is right. This is all I needed.
“Are you alright,orsetta?” he murmurs.
“I am now,” I murmur, resting my head on his chest and relaxing into him. This is all I ever needed. Rayea Antonova is dead, and Aurora O’Brien has finally found her place.
44
ALONZO
“Alonzo,”Rori moans, her hips bucking, riding my face as I suck on her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the brink. She looks glorious, and I want to see her fall apart for me. I’ll never get enough. I want to do this over and over, until she’s too spent to do anything but curl into my arms and sleep.
A new position that I’m finding I love the more it happens.
I suck a little harder, making her give a sharp cry, and even though she tries to muffle it with her hand, she doesn’t quite manage it. Satisfaction rolls over me. I want everyone on this plane to hear her. To know that she’s mine, and that the only one who will ever give her this pleasure is me.
I thrust two fingers quickly inside her, giving her just enough pressure, enough friction to have her clawing at my head as her hips buck and a small sob escapes her. “Alonzo, please,” she pleads. “Fuck, please.”
“All you had to do was ask,orsetta,” I rasp when I pull away, swiping my tongue through her folds slowly. Drawing out thetorture. She moans, trying to pull me back, and I give a low chuckle.
I love when she’s so needy for me. And who am I to deny her?
I suck on her clit hard, curling my fingers and thrusting them in and out of her exactly as I know she needs, sending her spiraling over the edge with a cry of relief.
My cock throbs with the need to be inside her, but I’m not ready. Not yet. I lift my eyes, watching the ripple of the orgasm working through her body, the way her mouth drops open and her skin flushes a rosy pink. If she wouldn’t kill me, I’d record it so I could relive it over and over again. Instead, I plan to do this as often as I can.
When I finally pull away, she’s plaint, her body shivering with small aftershocks, and I rub my face along the inside of her thigh, wiping away some of the arousal covering my face and beard, and I press a kiss to her knee. “So fucking beautiful,orsetta,” I rasp.
She gives a soft chuckle, but the heat in her eyes hasn’t dimmed. She watches me hungrily. “Yeah, well, I hope like fuck you’re not done, because I need your cock inside me. Now.”
I grin, easing back. I strip out of the rest of my clothes, crawling up the bed, enjoying the ravenous look in her eyes as they move over me. Her legs wrap around my hips as I line myself up to her heat, slowly pushing through inside, both of us groaning at how fucking good it feels.
“Fuck, Aurora, I’ll never get tired of this,” I groan, dropping my head into the curve of her neck, nipping and sucking along her skin as I sink deep inside her. Her body instantly tightens around me and I have to fight not to lose control. God, this woman is going to be the death of me.
“You better not,” she pants. “Now fuck me, Alonzo, or I’m going to be very unhappy.”
“Can’t have that now, can we?”
I set a slow pace, drawing out every ounce of pleasure that I can stand. Her body moves with mine, until we’re both covered in a sheen of sweat, staring at each other. The connection is gut-deep, until finally, I can’t stand it anymore. I have to taste her.
I lower my mouth to hers, tasting her, drowning in her, as I pick up speed. She moans into my mouth, her nails scoring down my back as the pleasure between us rises higher and higher. And when it breaks, I groan her name from deep in bones as she gasps my name, holding onto me like I’m her only lifeline.
