His teeth caught her bottom lip and tugged at it, sending more heat into her body. Her toes curled inside her boots, and her nipples stiffened under her tunic. His fingers found those peaks and stroked them. She kicked her trousers down and off one leg but her boots were still on her feet when he picked her up and laid her down on the bed.
Her fingers found the buttons on his trousers, and he filled her palm with his insistent and thick flesh. Her fingers curled around that staff and her hips arched. Her body arched higher, her heels digging into the mattress.
He entered her in one long and unapologetic thrust that sent her toppling into a loss of everything but her basest senses. His body was warm and heavy, his organ long and thick and rigid as it plunged in and out of her wet folds. His fingers found her clit and stroked across it, building a stronger sensation that culminated in a mingling of friction and tension that broke into a throbbing and aching orgasm that left her gasping and panting out his name as he strained forward again, hips bucking and pumping hard. He came inside her, his seed spilling along her inner walls and then he collapsed on top of her, breathing hard.
He wiped a hand over his face and murmured, “We should get back out there.”
“We should.” Her body was sated, but she wanted more. She took a breath as his weight left her body and she felt an immediate and urgent pang of absence. She got up, and they dressed quickly then headed back to the deck.
She found herself standing near the windows again, and she frowned. That odd sensation that something was horribly wrong came back. It was déjà vu, that feeling. She had felt that same feeling not so long ago standing at the same windows, and right after she had talked Talon into going after a federation ship.
What was it?
What was wrong?
The ripple came again, just a brief disturbance in the space near the ship. It was so slight that she thought, for a moment, that she was mistaken. That she could not possibly have seen that.
Only she had and, as she watched, she saw another ripple further out.
Her heart leaped into her throat.
“Talon! Talon! Forget taking the Federation ship!”
Her head turned. Tears ran down her face as her hands reached for her weapons. Talon looked up from the controls, and then he saw what she saw. His face registered resignation and bravery at the same time.
He called out, “Ready all weapons. The war begins here!”
The war was there and real. The Gorlites had been there all along, cloaking themselves just outside of Old Earth’s airspace and waiting for the signal that would allow them to descend onto the planet and take it over.
Jessica’s laser shone brightly. Her back met Talon’s as the Gorlites, seeing that the weapons were up and on and aimed at them by the ship streaking along beside them, dropped their cloaking devices.
The first shot rocked the ship. Talon’s back held her steady.
They’d fight until they died or until they could get back to Old Earth and get reinforcements so they could fight some more.
They had no other choice.
The war had begun.
