“Jasih.”
It’s the only thing it seems to matter now, to show him a small token of my many changes throughout this last year. Being able to pronounce his name right lightens his face. I share his feelings and smile at him.
He starts moving towards me; I do the same thing. My heart is racing like I’m being chased by a group of black-maskers on Caso. What is the proper thing to do? Shake his hand? Hug him? Kiss him on the lips? Just nod?
He examines me. Truth be told, he somehow feels different himself. He’s not so sulky anymore, his eyes are more bright than ever, and I can do nothing but have an insatiable desire to get lost in his arms.
We’re standing next to each other now. He stretches his hand and lowers my gun. Seeing him makes me forget everything, even that I was ready to shoot him in the back. I smile blissfully and a little bit embarrassed.
“Sorry for that. We didn’t know if you were friends or foes,” I quickly explain to him.
He doesn’t say a thing; his silence is somehow intimidating. Why doesn’t he talk? Doesn’t he like my new haircut? Is it my clothes?
Please, just say something.
Instead, he just leans forward and kisses me. I didn’t expect such a bold move from him so I jolt back for a moment, trying to avoid him. But, when finally my mind synchronizes with the rest of my body, I pass my hands behind his neck and pull him closer. We share our most passionate kiss yet.
My mind goes blank and the moment is over before not too long. I feel a numbing sting in my heart. There’s a faint buzzing in my head, and I feel drunk in joy. It takes me a moment to realize that Cross is talking to me.
“Eladia? Eladia! Come, we have to get out of here. We’re trespassing in Phadh territory. If they find us here, we’re as good as dead,” he says, but I don’t worry. Now that we’re together, nothing worries me anymore. I can stop being an assassin now and surrender in the safety of his arms.
“Doctor Dale Cross,” Jay suddenly utters. His voice is so imperative that everyone stops whatever they’re doing to watch him. He moves towards Cross; when he’s close enough, he stretches his arm towards him.
“I want to thank you for taking care of her for me. I’m sure it has been a difficult year, but you should know that I’m filled with a feeling of gratitude towards you. You’re my savior as well as hers. Thank you,” he says and lowers his head low enough to seem like he’s bowing to him.
Seeing Cross’ face freeze from surprise makes me sick. The man is such a hypocrite that he doesn’t even try to hide his feelings at all. Still, I’m confused. I don’t know what’s going on in that man’s head even more now after we’ve lived together for a whole year.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you Prime Officer Jasih, but my actions had nothing to do with your feelings. Eladia is as important for this mission as you are. You don’t have to thank me for just doing my job,” he says.
See? I don’t understand him. He had a perfectly good opportunity to be the hero he always wanted, only to ruin it by being modest. I don’t get him at all. Still, the man puts on a mask of unshakable focus and turns to face the Phadh girl. Seeming like a young girl but probably being over a century old, she’s worried and restless, like she’s waiting for something to happen.
“My name is Dale Cross, and I’m a member of the Organization. You probably hadn't heard about us before Pyro, another member of the Organization, kidnapped you and brought you here without your consent. I have to sincerely apologize to you for using such crude methods to infiltrate into your planet. Our mission is of the highest importance, and we had to come up with a way to enter Zeania without alerting your brethren.
“But, now that we’ve crashed-landed our ship here, I’m sure your people are heading straight to this spot to check on us. Can you please use your authority as a Phadh to teleport us back to our ship? It would mean a lot to all of us, and you’ll be doing the Known Galaxy a great favor, I promise you.”
Jay growls beside me but doesn’t say a thing. He seems to have some kind of connection to that girl, although I can’t place it yet. She, on the other hand, is looking at Cross like he’s a god among men. Her eyes are ready to pop out of her head, and her mouth is half open. When this man is using his charm to enchant someone, then that someone is a lost cause. Almost everyone can fall in love with Doctor Dale Cross, but the Phadh, being a young girl and all, will probably soon transcend to the obsession part.
“I...I don’t know. I’ve been kidnapped and kept captive for weeks. Why should I trust you that you’ll set me free when this mission is over?”
She’s smart. She uses her brain even though she has fallen for him already.
“Honored Phadh, you’re not a captive of the Organization anymore. I’ll make sure you return to your home planet as soon as you help us get on our ship. When we’re all safe back on our spaceship, you’re free to go the next instant if you want. I believe it’s a fair trade, right?”
And there it is. His famous smirk. God, every trick in the book. Flash the white teeth, cast a tilted smile, and...
“Okay. I still don’t trust you or your Organization, but if you say that this is important, then I believe you. I’ll help you this time and till this mission is over. I would like to see where this situation is heading,” she says.
Ten minutes later, and after a dizzying experience of teleporting each one of us many thousand feet above the planet on a Class 5 spaceship, we’re once again starting our journey back home. Everyone heads for the bridge as soon as we arrive. I’m starting to follow them when suddenly, Jay stops me and pulls me back into the elevator.
“What...?”
He shushes me. Then, he starts kissing me lustily. I quickly sense his dick getting hard in his pants. Frankly, I’m wet since I first saw him down on Zeania, but I never expected that everything will happen so fast. I’m struggling while waiting for the elevator to stop, but it’s too far a ride. I rub my foot against his throbbing bulge and hear him lose his breath.
It has been too long for both of us.
Before I know it, we’re in his room, naked. At this point, I’m not able to hold back anymore. I want to feel him inside me; I want to taste him.
I get on my knees and take off his pants. His cock is swelling behind his underwear, and soon, I see it fully erected before my face, red and throbbing. I put it in my mouth and start sucking it in. I don’t care about romance at all; I’m burning with passion for this man. His cock is salty and full of precum. He’s ready to fuck me.
I lie on the floor and spread my feet apart. He quickly positions his body above mine while his cock invades my vagina. I leave a deep moan after a feeling of warm pressure thrusts even deeper inside me. Is it possible he got bigger after a year?
Just the feeling of his dick rubbing my clitoris, drilling my vagina, is enough to arouse me. When he starts fucking me hard, I quickly lose every sense of reality. I’m not alive neither dead anymore. I just linger in between, waiting for every pounding thrust.
I feel tensing explosions in my stomach multiple times, and I can’t help but almost scream from pleasure. His dick is rock hard and keeps on going for a while; I can feel him getting closer as well. His back tenses, he squeezes his buttocks for one deep, sensual thrust, and he cums inside me with loud moans of satisfaction.
I can see his face sweating, his eyes sparkling, and his smile radiating.
“I missed you,” he suddenly says.
“I missed you, too,” I reply.
I feel a sting in my chest. I really did miss him, it’s true, but I feel like I’ve missed someone else more.
“You’ve changed. Your hair is different, your eyes seem deeper, older. You must have had a rough year,” he says.
“Yeah, something like that. So many things happened this last year that I’m not sure that the person that did all these things was me. But, it was all worth it. Just to meet you here today.”
He smiles. “You’re more beautiful than ever.”
I arch
my brows in surprise. This is the first time that Jay is expressing his feelings to me. He has changed too.
“Thank you,” I reply, feeling my face turn red from surprise.
He gets to his feet and heads to the bathroom. I stay on the floor, lying and wondering. Now that the sexual tension between us has relieved, I can’t help thinking that something else is missing. I missed Jay, I know I did, but deep inside me it feels like I missed someone else more.
Tears fill my eyes; what’s wrong with me?
Chapter Fifty-Six
Alyce
It doesn’t feel good to return to this...ship. What was I thinking, telling all these things to him? I let myself get deceived by a man that I don’t even know. What would my father tell if he saw me act like a child?
The picture of my father reprimanding me for my childish actions brings a feeling of anger inside me. That old man always makes sure to shame me when I don’t meet his expectations. Like, what does he expect from me after all? Aren’t I supposed to live my life the way I want? Maybe I was born to save the galaxy from a Nusae relic that is threatening the well-being of my people.
Or maybe I was born to fall in love with this man; Doctor Dale Cross, the Swamp of the Organization.
We’ve been talking for some time now, me and him. He doesn’t hesitate to answer all my questions, even the hard ones. Why do the humans want to destroy us? What is this technology that no one knows about? How can a human like him oppose his kind’s wishes?
Everything; I just have to ask. Maybe that’s why it’s so easy for me to fall for him. Information in the Phadh culture was always a high-paying resource. If you want people to share information with you, you have to spend countless hours socializing, earn their trust before making your demand known. But with Dale, it’s easy as that.
I just have to ask.
“So, you tell me that Jasih is a general from a species of fighters that thrived over a hundred years ago? And...how is it possible for him to be alive right now?”
He smiles at me; I smile back as a reflex. My cheeks are numb from all the smiling, only that I don’t remember smiling at all.
“Eladia, the black-haired lady you saw before, is a Chronicler. In one of her trips to Primordial Earth, she found his crashed spaceship and saved him from his failing cryo-pod. Then, they also found the so-called Nusae Relic, almost dying in the process, and they started traveling around the Galaxy after that, trying to solve its mystery,” he says, looking around him at the same time.
In my opinion, this Eladia person sounds like quite a bit a bothersome human, but I don’t care about her adventures. The only thing that matters is that melancholic light in Dale’s eyes, a light that suits him well. Telling me that story brought out that light and since then I can’t stop looking at him. So, it takes me a moment to actually listen to what he just said to me. I gasp in surprise.
“No, no, no. I don’t understand. Didn’t you just tell me that if we unlock this artifact, then my people will go extinct? Isn’t it dangerous to just let them unlock it?”
He sighs and looks at me straight in the eyes. I lose the sense of place. At that moment, I swim in those two oceans of blue.
“Yes and no. The cube isn’t build to kill the Phadh, but to follow the user’s orders. If Jasih decides that your people should go extinct, then the cube will use its power to do just that. If he decides that the humans should go extinct, for example, then that it will happen. It’s a weapon of mass-extinction guided by feelings.”
“So, the more hateful the wielder, the more harm he can cause,” I say.
Dale nods at me. I’m scared. It’s like a world full of dangers suddenly opened up in front of me. A man controlling this thing will be the most dangerous being in the whole galaxy. He can be a God.
I’m falling in a whirlwind of unpleasant thoughts. My people are already facing an under population problem after the last Intergalactic War. The Galaxy is afraid of us because of our technological prowess and our ability to wait off all our problems, but this...this is something completely new.
No Phadh deals well with everyday changes, especially our Elder leaders. If they learn about this relic, then we’re looking at another galactic-scale conflict. That would be the end of our species. Maybe unlocking the cube is the best solution after all, but that would mean...
I feel something warm engulfing my hands. I look and see Dale’s hands holding mine. I glance at him and see his eyes changing to a sympathetic look. “Jasih might look like a brute at first sight, but trust me, he won’t kill your people or the humans. We just have to unlock the cube to disperse its genetic pull towards Jasih. If that happens, then it’ll be safe to take that thing and hide it somewhere nowhere can find it and use it again,” he says.
I want to trust him, but it’s not that easy. He’s only a human after all, and I’m just a young Phadh. Even with the combined forces of everyone in this spaceship, humans are dead set on using their power to control the Galaxy. And, the Phadh are too old to discuss an alternative route.
Even so, with his warm eyes and his big hands, this man manages to make my worries go away. The only thing crossing my mind right now is how it would feel to kiss him. To open my lips and feel the sweetness of his mouth in mine.
I’m confused. I never thought I could fall for someone so hard after just meeting him. And the fact that he’s looking at me and sees me, just me, makes my heart go crazy. No one has treated me like this since I was just a clueless child, traveling with my father on the edges of the Known Galaxy. Now, almost a woman, I feel my stomach turn upside down every time his hands touch mine, or his eyes examine my face.
I feel like I should say something. I open my mouth only to stop when I hear the swishing sound of the automatic door opening behind me. A second later, our intimate moment has turned into a fleeting dream.
“Eladia, Prime Officer Jasih; where have you been? We have to come up with a plan to--”
“Relax, Cross. We have seven days before we arrive at Yaerus. Don’t you think it’s enough time to clear up any details about our plan till then? It’s not like we know what we are up against.”
Her voice is belittling this great man, making him seem like a small ant asking for mercy before she crushes him under her boots. Anger quickly fills my veins.
However, his eyes tell another story. He’s looking at this unusual couple and seems truly miserable. Dale suffers quite a lot watching them be happy, and they don’t seem to even notice. Or if they do notice, they don’t seem to care.
The tall guy, the one even taller than Dale, Jasih, turns and looks at the human woman with a look of pure confusion.
“What’s wrong with you, Eladia? Doctor Cross is the one that kept you safe all this time. You should be more grateful to him,” he says.
Dale is looking at Eladia; she’s looking back at him. If I didn’t know better, I’d think that these two are either madly in love or passionately hate each other to the gut. The air around them seems electrified and for once, I don’t know if I would like to be in their shoes.
“I’m grateful for the man that saved me, but not for the one who lied to me again and again.”
“What the hell are you talking about, Eladia?” Jasih continues.
“I’m sure Doctor Cross knows what I’m talking about,” she says with as much vile in her words as possible.
“I don’t know. I, for once, would like to discuss with you, Dale. I’m concerned about the situation of Yaerus myself. We found a First Kind down on Zeania. Alyce helped me get rid of her, but it seems that they’re more people involved in this mess than we previously thought.”
At that moment, I look at Dale one last time before he leaves the room to head towards the bridge. His face has suddenly aged as he lowers his head and hunches his back, walking out of the room. He seems defeated.
And then it hits me, and I most certainly don’t like the thought that comes to my realization.
Dale is in love with one of those two,
and seeing them together it clearly hurts him.
I didn’t think I could actually feel hurt after realizing the truth, but I do. So, I quickly leave the room, tears running down my face.
My short, human romance is over
Chapter Fifty-Seven
Jay
Things are great now that Eladia is here. We spend all of our free time together, sleeping or fucking or just training. It has been two days since the incident on Zeania, but now that the old gang is back together, it feels like home again.
The first day we talk about my memories coming back; we spend countless hours talking about my days in the Esuh army and how life was in the Esuh empire. She has every kind of question about what happened back there. What our training entailed? What our enemies looked like? Stuff like that. It’s good that she’s asking all the important questions since it helps me test my memory. It seems that almost all the crucial parts are in place.
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