Page 33 of Pets in Space 10

She gasped, her body bucking beneath his touch. He teased her, circling her clit with his thumb while he continued kissing her, tasting her, savoring her. She was wet and ready for him, and the knowledge made his shaft throb with need.

He slid a finger inside her, testing her, feeling her inner muscles clench around him. She was hot and tight and so damn perfect. He couldn’t wait any longer.

He pulled away from her, eliciting another soft cry of protest. But he was only gone for a moment, long enough to strip off his pants.

“Zach,” she breathed, her eyes lingering on his erection.

“Are you sure this is what you want, sweetheart?” He forced himself to pause, to give her one last chance to change her mind, even though every cell in his body was screaming for him to take her, to bury himself in her sweet depths.

She answered by reaching for him, her fingers skating over the head of his cock and sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. He groaned and took her hand, guiding it down to the base of his shaft.

“Touch me.”

Her grip tightened, sliding along his length before she gave him an uncertain look.

“I don’t have a lot of experience with this…”

That knowledge shouldn’t have pleased him as much as it did.

“Let me help.”

He covered her hand with his, showing her how to stroke him, the friction and pressure creating an intense need for more.

He gently pulled her hands away and lowered himself on the bunk next to her, drinking in the sight of her, the small curve of her breasts, the slim line of her waist, the delicate swell of her hips.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said again, his voice rough with desire.

She tugged his head down and kissed him again, her tongue darting into his mouth.

He kissed her back, savoring the taste of her, the feel of her, the way her body seemed to melt against his.

Her hands roamed over his chest and stomach, her fingers brushing the hard length of his cock.

He groaned, his control beginning to slip.

“Cass,” he warned.

“Don’t hold back,” she said. “Don’t hold back with me, Zach. Not ever.”

The words unleashed something inside him, something primal and possessive. He moved over her, his hand sliding down to the damp heat between her thighs. He stroked her clit, teasing her until she was panting and moaning.

“Please, Zach.”

“Please what?”

“I need you. Inside me.”

He couldn’t wait any longer. Couldn’t hold back the storm of need raging inside him. He reached between them, aligning his cock with her entrance. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her hips lifting towards him.

With one smooth thrust, he buried himself inside her. She was impossibly tight and hot, her inner walls fluttering wildly around him as she adjusted to his size, and he forced himself to remain still.

“Cass.” Her name was a groan, a plea, a benediction.

“Yes,” she whispered and arched towards him.

He began to move, withdrawing and thrusting into her again, slowly at first, then faster, his control slipping as his desire took over. She matched his rhythm, her hips rising to meet his, her legs gripping his waist, her hands grasping his shoulders.

The scent of her filled his nostrils, the sound of her moans urging him on. His hands slid beneath her hips, tilting her pelvis up, giving him a better angle to plunge deeper into her.

She cried out, her back arching and her body shuddering as her climax rushed over her. Her climax triggered his, and he thrust into her once more, burying himself to the hilt as he came, his cock pulsing as he spilled his seed inside her in long heated pulses.

For a long moment, they clung to each other, their bodies entwined.

His heart was still racing despite the efforts of his nanites to restore its normal steady beat, his breathing ragged.

Then he rolled to the side, pulling her with him, cradling her against his chest as he stroked her hair.

She nestled into his embrace, her breath slowing as she relaxed.

“That was…” she said, her voice trailing off.

“It was.”

She laughed, the sound sending a surge of happiness through him.

“This wasn’t just a reaction to what happened,” he added, wanting to make sure she understood. “I wanted this. Wanted you.”

“I wanted it too,” she murmured, pressing her lips against his chest.

His body stirred, his desire for her still strong despite the pleasure of his recent release, but he forced himself to remain still as she quietly stroked his arm. She didn’t even seem to notice that it was his cybernetic arm.

“I’ve never felt like this before,” she said, and his heart skipped a beat.

“What do you mean?”

“Safe. Protected. Like I belong here with you.”

His arms tightened around her, and he buried his face in her hair, inhaling her clean, sweet scent. She had no idea how much those simple words meant to him.

“Always,” he whispered, holding her tighter. “Always, Cass.”

They fell asleep entwined in each other’s arms, his body wrapped protectively around hers.