Page 21 of Alien’s Love Child

CHAPTER 21

JESSE

I trace the line of Davin's jaw, his silver stubble rough against my fingertips. His blue skin is warm, inviting. He leans in, his lips meeting mine, and it's like the first time all over again. A spark ignites, and I'm suddenly ravenous, starving for his touch.

"We shouldn't," he whispers, his breath hot on my cheek. But his body betrays his words, pressing against mine, eager.

"Probably not," I agree, my fingers already working the buttons of his shirt. "But since when have we ever done what we should?"

He chuckles, a low rumble that vibrates through me. "Good point."

His hand slides up my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. I arch into him, a soft gasp escaping my lips. His mouth captures mine again, swallowing the sound. Our breaths mingle, ragged and hungry.

"You drive me crazy, Jesse," he murmurs, his lips trailing down my neck. Each kiss is a brand, a claim.

"Likewise, Davin," I breathe, my hands exploring the hard planes of his chest. I pause at a burn scar, a reminder of what we've lost, what we've found. His heart beats strong under my touch.

He shifts, his weight pressing me into the mattress. I can feel his desire, hard against me. But he takes his time, his hands and mouth exploring, rediscovering. I match his pace, our bodies moving in sync, a dance we've never forgotten.

The room is filled with the soft sounds of our passion, the rustle of fabric, the catch of breath. We're quiet, mindful of little Leo napping down the hall. But our silence only intensifies the moment, each touch, each kiss, a secret shared between us.

"Jesse," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. It's a question, a plea.

"Yes," I answer, my body aching for him. "Yes."

And then there are no more words, only the language of our bodies, the rhythm of our love. The world outside fades away, leaving only Davin and me, together again, as it was always meant to be.

Davin's fingers work the buttons of my shirt, his knuckles brushing against my skin. I shiver, not from cold, but from the anticipation that courses through me.

"You're taking your sweet time," I whisper, my voice barely audible. I can feel his smile against my collarbone as he places a soft kiss there.

"Patience, Jesse," he murmurs, his breath warm on my skin. "Good things come to those who wait."

I scoff lightly, "Since when have I ever been patient?"

He chuckles, a low rumble that vibrates through me. "True. But maybe you should try it sometime."

His hands slide to my shoulders, pushing the shirt down my arms, leaving me bare to the waist. His eyes, dark with desire, roam over me, and I feel a flush spread across my chest. I reach for him, but he captures my wrists, pinning them gently above my head.

"Not yet," he says, his voice hoarse. "Let me explore."

His lips find the sensitive spot beneath my ear, and I gasp, arching into him. He takes his time, kissing, nipping, tasting his way down my neck, across my collarbone, and down to the swell of my breasts. I squirm beneath him, my breath coming in short gasps.

"Davin," I breathe, his name a plea on my lips.

He looks up at me, his eyes meeting mine, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Yes, Jesse?"

I growl in frustration, and he laughs, a full-throated sound that sends shivers down my spine. He releases my wrists, his hands moving to the waistband of my pants. He unfastens them, his fingers brushing against my skin, sending jolts of electricity through me.

He hooks his thumbs into the waistband, pausing for a moment. "Lift," he commands, his voice soft but firm. I obey, raising my hips off the bed. He slides my pants down, his lips following the newly exposed skin, kissing every inch as if it were sacred ground.

I watch him, my heart pounding, my body aching with need. He looks up at me, his eyes filled with desire and something else, something softer, more intimate. It makes my heart flutter, and I reach for him, pulling him up to me, capturing his lips with mine.

His body presses against mine, his skin hot against my own. I can feel his heartbeat, strong and steady, echoing my own. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close, never wanting to let go. He deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring, claiming, and I match his fervor, pouring all my longing, all my love into this moment.

Davin stands, his eyes never leaving mine as he unbuckles his belt, slowly sliding it from the loops. He's taking his sweet time, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. He knows he's teasing me, and he's loving every second of it.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I say, propping myself up on my elbows, trying to keep my voice steady. But the sight of him, the anticipation, is sending shivers down my spine.

He chuckles, a low rumble that seems to vibrate through me. "Maybe just a little," he admits, his fingers working the button of his pants.

I roll my eyes, but a smile tugs at my lips. "Well, don't take all day. We haven't got forever, you know."

He raises an eyebrow, a playful challenge in his eyes. "Oh, really? And why's that?"

I shrug, trying to act nonchalant. "Leo's nap won't last forever. And neither will my patience."

He laughs, a full-throated sound that sends a wave of heat crashing over me. "Fair enough," he says, finally sliding his pants down his legs, stepping out of them.

He stands there, unabashedly naked, and I drink him in. The hard planes of his chest, the jagged scar that runs down his side, a reminder of the life he's led. And lower, his desire, hard and ready.

He climbs onto the bed, his body covering mine. His skin is hot, almost feverish, and I can feel his heart pounding in his chest, matching the rhythm of my own. He leans down, his lips capturing mine in a slow, deep kiss.

"God, Jesse," he whispers against my lips, his voice hoarse with desire. "You drive me crazy."

I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

He shifts, his body settling between my legs. I can feel him, hard and hot, pressing against me. I lift my hips, urging him on, and he smiles, a wicked grin that sends a jolt of electricity through me.

I growl in frustration, and he laughs, that low rumble that drives me wild. He reaches down, his fingers finding me, ready and eager. He strokes me gently, his touch sending waves of pleasure crashing over me.

"Davin," I gasp, my body arching into his touch. "Please."

He smiles, a slow, sexy grin that sends my heart racing. "Say it, Jesse. Tell me what you want."

I look into his eyes, my body aching with need. "I want you, Davin. Inside me. Now."

His smile widens, and he leans down, capturing my lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. And then, slowly, torturously, he enters me, filling me completely.

I gasp, my body stretching to accommodate him. He stills, giving me time to adjust, his eyes never leaving mine. "You okay?" he asks, his voice soft, concerned.

I nod, my body already moving, already urging him on. "More than okay," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Perfect."

And then there are no more words, only the language of our bodies, the rhythm of our love. He moves slowly at first, his hips rocking against mine, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing over me. I match his pace, my body moving in sync with his, our breaths mingling, our hearts beating as one.

The room is filled with the soft sounds of our lovemaking, the rustle of fabric, the catch of breath.

I can feel it building, the pressure, the heat. My body tenses, my breath coming in short gasps. Davin's pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate.

"Jesse," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. It's a question, a plea.

"Yes," I answer, my body aching for release. "Yes, Davin. Now."

And then it hits me, a wave of pleasure so intense it leaves me breathless. I cry out, my body convulsing, my nails digging into Davin's back. He groans, his body stiffening as he finds his own release, his face buried in the crook of my neck.

We lie there for a moment, our bodies still entwined, our breaths slowly returning to normal.

I run my fingers through Davin's silver hair, each strand cool against my skin. His head rests against my chest, his breathing steady. The weight of what we're about to do settles in me like a stone.

And now, with a clear head and open heart, a realization dawns on me. I know what Davin is going to say before he does.

"We can't give them the data," he says, his voice firm and commanding.

His eyes open, those piercing eyes that see right through me.

"I know,” I whisper, feeling awash with guilt.

"If we hand it over, they'll use it. People will die. Lots of people," he continues. My fingers still in his hair. "And they won't just let us walk away after. No matter how much you beg, I know. They'll kill us all anyway."

"Leo would never be safe." The words catch in my throat. "We'd always be looking over our shoulders, waiting for the other shoe to drop."

I start to tremble at the thought, but Davin’s hand steadies me.

"So, here’s the plan. We run. Take Leo and disappear. Somewhere off the grid, far away from Glimner.”

I meet his gaze. "I know some places, old smuggling routes my family used. Places even the mafia won't think to look."

"They'll hunt us," he says. “I know them. They may not be the toughest gang on Glimner, but the boss is brutal. He won’t let us disappear without trying.”

"Let them try." A smile tugs at my lips. "Only one of their men ever found me, and he's on my side now."

He returns my smile, that rare, genuine one that makes my heart skip. "I'll disable the geo tracker in the nav system. From there we can dump this ship and buy a new one."

I lean forward, pressing my forehead against his. "I've got some money stashed away. Enough to get us started somewhere new."

"I've got resources too. Safe houses. Contact who owe me favors." His thumb traces circles on my palm. "We'll need to move fast, change ships often."

"It won't be easy on Leo."

"Better than the alternative."

I nod, knowing he's right. "So we're doing this?"

"We're doing this." He pulls me close, his lips brushing my ear. "Together."