Page 33 of Alien’s Love Child

CHAPTER 33

DAVIN

T he door to the honeymoon suite slides open with a soft hiss. Jesse steps in first, her ceremonial dress trailing behind her. The fabric catches the light, making the red shimmer like liquid fire. I follow, loosening the stiff collar of my formal attire.

"Well, look at this place." Jesse whistles, running her fingers along the sleek furniture. "You really went all out."

"Had to make up for lost time." I wrap my arms around her waist from behind, breathing in the scent of her hair. "Though I think Rena's more excited about watching Leo than we are about this fancy room."

"She practically shoved us out the door." Jesse laughs, leaning back against my chest. "I've never seen someone so eager to babysit."

"Our son has that effect on people." The words still feel new on my tongue. Our son. My family. After everything we've been through, it seems surreal to be here.

Jesse turns in my arms, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "You know what else this fancy room has?" She jerks her thumb toward the expansive viewport dominating one wall. "Best view of the meteor shower tonight."

"Is that what you want to watch?" I raise an eyebrow, earning a playful swat.

"Don't be smug." She kicks off her shoes, padding across the plush carpet. "Come here and help me figure out how this automated bar works. I want to toast to our new beginning."

"You mean you want me to hack it so we don't have to pay the ridiculous prices."

"See? This is why I married you." She grins, already poking at the control panel. "Smart and resourceful."

I join her at the bar, watching her fingers dance across the interface. Some things never change – and I wouldn't want them to.

Jesse's fingers fly across the control panel, her brow furrowing in concentration. "This encryption is ridiculous. Who needs this much security on a minibar?"

"Having trouble?" I lean against the counter, watching her work.

"Please. I once broke into a maximum security vault on Glimner." She taps another sequence, only to be met with a harsh buzzing sound. "Okay, maybe I'm a little rusty."

"Or maybe they've upgraded their systems since your smuggling days."

"Since when are you the voice of reason?" She steps back, crossing her arms. "Look at these prices. Thirty credits for synthetic champagne? That's highway robbery."

I reach past her and press my thumb to the scanner, authorizing the payment. "Good thing I've got credits to spare."

"Show off." But there's no heat in her words, just affection as the machine whirs to life.

The champagne pours into crystal flutes, bubbles dancing up the sides. I hand one to Jesse, watching the way the amber liquid catches the light of the meteor shower starting outside our window.

"To our family," I raise my glass. "And to never having to pretend to be someone else again."

"To Leo," Jesse adds, her eyes soft. "And to finding each other twice."

The glasses clink together, the sound pure and clear. The champagne might be synthetic, but this moment – this is real. This is everything I never knew I wanted until I met her.

The meteor shower paints streaks of light across the night sky, each one reflected in Jesse's eyes. She leans against the window, her breath fogging up the glass. I stand behind her, close enough to feel her warmth, to catch the scent of her hair.

"You know, I've seen a lot of stars," I murmur, tracing a line from her shoulder down to her wrist. "But none as beautiful as the ones in your eyes."

She turns, a smirk playing on her lips. "Cheesy, Davin. Really cheesy."

"Maybe." I shrug, stepping closer. "But it's true."

Her eyes meet mine, the green darkening like the forests of Kalei. "You're lucky you're charming."

"Is that all I am?" My hand cups her cheek, thumb brushing against her skin. Her freckles stand out, constellations of their own.

"No." Her voice is barely a whisper. "You're more than that."

Our lips meet, a soft brush at first, then deeper. Her hands fist in my shirt, pulling me closer. The taste of her, the feel of her pressed against me - it's intoxicating. My heart pounds, echoing the rhythm of the universe outside.

"Davin," she breathes, her fingers trailing down my chest. "The window..."

I glance back, seeing our reflections against the backdrop of the meteor shower. Anyone could look up and see us, but right now, I don't care. I want her, all of her, under the stars and the streaking lights.

"Let them watch," I growl, scooping her up. Her legs wrap around my waist, her lips finding mine again. We stumble back into the suite, leaving the stars behind, creating our own heat.

I set Jesse down on the bed, her red hair fanning out against the crisp white sheets. Her green eyes, flecked with gold, meet mine, and there's a softness there, a vulnerability she only shows me.

"You're not going to make another cheesy line about the stars in my eyes, are you?" She smirks, but her voice is barely a whisper.

"Wouldn't dream of it." I brush a strand of hair from her face, my fingers lingering on her cheek. Her skin is warm, inviting. "I'd rather show you what I see."

Her breath hitches as I lean in, capturing her lips with mine. She tastes like champagne and something uniquely Jesse, a taste I've craved for years. Her hands find their way to my shoulders, pulling me closer.

"Davin," she murmurs against my lips, her voice a husky plea. "Too many clothes."

I chuckle, a low rumble in my chest. "Impatient, aren't we?"

She grins, her fingers already working on the buttons of my shirt. "Always."

I help her, shrugging out of the shirt and tossing it aside. Her eyes roam over my chest, tracing the scars and muscles earned from years in the military. She reaches out, her touch gentle as she explores each ridge and valley.

"You're beautiful," she says, her voice barely audible.

"That's my line." I capture her hand, pressing a kiss to her fingertips. Her eyes flutter closed, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

I reach for the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it down. The fabric parts, revealing creamy skin and freckles that beg to be kissed. I oblige, trailing my lips down her neck, across her collarbone, tasting each one like it's a sacred ground.

Jesse shivers, her hands gripping my shoulders. "Davin," she gasps, her voice a mix of pleasure and need.

"Right here, love." I whisper against her skin, my hands exploring her curves. She's soft and warm, a haven in the cold expanse of the universe.

She pulls me down, her lips finding mine again. This time, the kiss is deeper, hungrier. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer, until there's nothing between us but heat and desire.

I break away, just long enough to look into her eyes. "I love you, Jesse." The words escape me like a secret, whispered into her skin.

Her eyes soften, her fingers tracing the line of my jaw. "I love you too, Davin. More than the stars."

And then there are no more words, only the language of our bodies, the rhythm of our hearts beating as one. The universe outside fades away, leaving only us, only this moment, only our love.

Jesse's fingers dig into the sheets, her breath coming in short gasps. I trail kisses down her throat, feeling the shiver that runs through her. "Davin," she murmurs, her voice a husky plea.

"Right here, love." I whisper against her skin, my hands exploring her curves. She presses back against me, a soft moan escaping her lips.

I flip her around, a swift movement that has her gasping. Her hair cascades over her shoulder, a waterfall of red against her freckled skin. I run my hands down her sides, feeling the heat of her body, the desperation in her touch.

"You're teasing me," she accuses, but there's a smile in her voice.

"Am I?" I lean in, capturing her earlobe between my teeth. She shivers, her breath hitching. "Or am I just taking my time?"

She lets out a soft laugh, a sound that goes straight to my heart. "Since when do you take your time with anything?"

"Since I found something worth savoring." I press a kiss to her neck, feeling her pulse race under my lips.

She reaches back, her hand finding my hip, pulling me closer. "Less talking," she demands, her voice a breathy whisper. "More action."

"As you wish."

I take her from behind, a deep groan escaping me as I feel her heat envelop me. She gasps, her fingers gripping the sheets tighter. "Davin," she breathes, her voice a mix of pleasure and need.

"I've got you, love." I murmur, my hands finding her hips, guiding her movements. She matches my rhythm, our bodies moving in sync.

The room fills with our shared breaths, our moans, the sound of our bodies coming together. The universe outside fades away, leaving only us, only this moment, only our love.

I feel her tense, her body coiling like a spring ready to snap. I lean in, my lips finding her ear. "Let go, Jesse," I whisper. "I've got you."

And she does. Her body convulses, a cry escaping her lips as she finds her release. I follow her over the edge, a deep groan escaping me as I climax, our bodies shaking with the force of our shared pleasure.

We collapse onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and shared breaths. I pull her close, her back to my chest, my arms wrapped around her. She fits perfectly, her body molding to mine like we were made for each other.

"I love you, Jesse," I murmur, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

She turns her head, her green eyes meeting mine. A soft smile plays on her lips. "I love you too, Davin." She pauses, a mischievous glint in her eye. "But don't think this means you can slack off next time."

I laugh, a sound that echoes through the room, a sound that feels like home. "Wouldn't dream of it, love." I pull her closer, our bodies still entwined, our hearts still beating as one. "Wouldn't dream of it."