The next thing she knew they were rolling across the plush carpet and she found herself on top of him and then beneath him again. His cock never left her pussy and his mouth never left hers. They were so out of control with one another that her head wouldn’t stop spinning. Their bodies were slick with sweat, their breathing labored, and her face burned from the way his stubble chafed her skin.
They rolled across the floor again and smashed into a piece of furniture. A loud crash echoed through the living room, followed by the sound of breaking glass, but Kara could care less what had shattered.
He broke the kiss and they both gasped for air. His gaze was feral and his mouth cut into a fierce expression. They bucked against each other as he braced himself above her and continued to fuck her.
Kara caught her breath as her body seized. It was like a powerful hand gripped her entire body and squeezed it in its warm grip. A hand that sensitized every nerve ending in her body from her toes to her ass to her pussy and her nipples. And then her orgasm ripped through her with the force of a lightning storm. Bright flashes exploded in her mind and a strangled cry tore from her lips.
Adan kept fucking her, drawing her orgasm out into one continuous climax that wouldn’t let her go. Every jerk of her body, every thrust of his hips made it stretch out until she thought it was possible to die from too much pleasure.
When she was sure she couldn’t take one second more, Adan shouted and pressed his hips tight against her pussy. She could feel the pulse and throb of his cock inside her, the power of his orgasm surely as intense as her own.
With a groan, Adan rolled onto his back, keeping his cock within Kara’s core. She found herself on top of him, captured tight against his chest. They were both hot and sweaty, and the smell of their sex was so strong she was sure it filled the room. Her ear was pressed to his chest, his heartbeat loud and fast beneath her ear.
She was so sated she could barely keep her eyes open. “You’d better not make me forget you,” she murmured as exhaustion overcame her. “I’ll never fuck you again if you do.”
Adan had never known anyone like Kara before. No woman had made him so crazy with lust that he had forgotten anything and everything but her.
He watched as her eyelids drifted shut and her breathing became deep and even. Something in his chest warmed and he felt protective and caring for this creature who had captivated him so completely.
Damnation. Adan scrubbed his hand over his face and scowled. What in the stars’ names had he been thinking? Obviously he had not been thinking with anything but his cock. He could not have developed feelings for this woman. He would not. After his losses, with the duty and responsibilities of Clan leader, he had nothing to offer her.
Carefully he slipped his cock out of her channel and shifted so that she was on the carpet and he was on his knees. For a moment he simply looked down at the beautiful sleeping woman and his heart clenched. She looked so peaceful, so thoroughly satisfied. She smelled of his come and her juices, along with her sweet scent of peaches and springtime. Her skin was still coated in a fine covering of sweat and her pussy glistened with moisture.
With a growl he scooped Kara into his arms and stood, then headed into her bedroom. He settled her on her bed and she murmured in her sleep, something that sounded like “Adan” and “so damn good”.
All she had on was her bra, and he removed it just to make her more comfortable. After covering her with a blanket, he stood over her and rubbed his hand over his face again. Damn. He had broken rules and now felt affection for this Earth woman of the past. And in good conscience, he could not make her forget him. He had to allow her to keep her memories of their time together, which could foul up the timeline in ways he could scarcely imagine.
Furious with himself, he strode back into the living room and yanked his clothes back on in quick, angry jerks. When he strapped on his sword, he paused. The humming was louder this time, and the weapon practically trembled.
His pulse rate picked up and he gripped the hilt and withdrew the sword. The runes glittered brighter than ever. Somewhere near—the crystal was closer than ever. But where?
For the third time Adan searched Kara’s home from attic to basement, this time going through everything including her kitchen drawers, her refrigerator, and every place imaginable. He even carefully stepped around the shattered glass on the living room floor and searched her couch cushions. He thought about cleaning up the mess, but by the time he had finished searching the rest of the house, it was close to dawn and he was not sure what she would want to do with the fragments of her broken item. Throughout his search the sword maintained its constant humming, and the runes continued to glow, but it never grew any louder, never gave any other indication that he was close.
When he could wait no longer to return to Blackstar, he gripped the hilt of his sword and closed his eyes. Using all his thoughtpower, he matched the sword’s energy to the time-arch and felt the familiar grinding sensation in his body. He gritted his teeth. Earth released its hold and Adan shot back through time and space to Blackstar.
* * * * *
Fall sunlight caressed Kara’s face and she snuggled deeper into her covers, feeling that incredible feeling that came from good sex and being thoroughly satisfied.
Kara bolted up in bed, three thoughts jamming at her brain at once.
She was late for work.
Adan had fucked her last night.
She remembered everything.
The far more important realization grabbed her and images flashed through her mind. She remembered him, remembered everything. Her body felt sore and well-used, and she was sure she had a bruise on her hip from where they had crashed into a piece of furniture.
Oh. My. God. Kara twirled her finger in her hair as she stared at a mural on her bedroom wall, seeing only the vivid memories in her mind. She had just had the most unbelievable sex of her life, and it had been with a man who claimed to be from the future. Just the thought of the wildness of their passion made warmth swell from her pussy to her belly.
Wincing from the pain of the bruise on her hip, Kara climbed out of bed and headed for the shower. She smelled of sex, felt sticky from dried sweat, come, and her own juices, and her body ached from the incredible workout it had received.
She’d never felt better or happier in her life.
Kara switched the shower on and frowned at her thoughts. Happy about what? A great fuck? Or that she’d met someone that she could easily fall for…
Great. She lusted after, and was starting to develop feelings for a man who had broken into her house, had the ability to mess with her mind and cause her to her forget him, and a guy she might not even see again. How did a girl call a guy from another planet and from the future, anyway?
Earth to Future Boy, long distance call for you.
She stepped under the warm spray and soaped her body with her favorite bath gel. It did make her smell of spring and peaches, just like Adan had said.
When she finished showering and dressing, Kara called in sick to work and then set about straightening her living room. Even the couch cushions were out of place. But what did she care? She’d just had the world’s best sex. Hey, best interplanetary sex if what Adan said was true.
When she reached the coffee table, she saw what had broken. The glass on her softball team picture was smashed, and the cube containing the pendant was cracked. At least the picture of her and the kids at the orphanage had made it.
She glared at the cube and the smashed glass. “Well that sucks.”
Although she wasn’t sure of the strange appeal of the cube. She should just toss it. The thing had always reminded her of how she’d never had a family to call her own. Never had parents who loved her, cared for her.
Shaking the thoughts away, she settled on her knees to clean up the mess. A spider web of fractures made the cube so milky-white she couldn’t see her pendant. She pushed aside the broken team picture and picked up the cube, careful not to cut hersel
f on a fragment or a fracture. When she held it, the cube heated in her hands and she almost dropped it.
It began to melt.
Kara’s eyes widened and her heart pounded in her throat. The cube was melting before her eyes, like ice on a summer’s day.
It fell into two partially melted pieces. The pendant and its silver chain dropped into her lap.
Heart still pounding, Kara set the melted halves of the cube on the coffee table, but her attention was completely on the pendant that was in her lap. It was as if it was some kind of magnet and she couldn’t force her attention or her thoughts away from it. The crystal, about two inches in length, looked more like a phallic symbol than ever. It was still bordered with silver, but it was different now. Instead of an iridescent white, the crystal was black with bits of silver in it—and the silver actually appeared to be swirling.
She blinked. “Kara Marks, you’ve done lost it. First Mr. Future Fuck and now you’re hallucinating.”
She picked up the pendant from her lap and nearly dropped it again. The crystal felt almost hot to the touch and she swore it vibrated in her hand. Her belly flip-flopped and hair stood up on her nape. Something very strange was going on.
Yeah. I’m losing my mind.
Before she even realized what she was doing, Kara took the pendant by the chain and slipped it over her head. The crystal rested between her breasts and she felt warmth spread from it, throughout her body. All soreness from her wild night with Adan slowly dissipated. Her body felt beyond invigorated. Tingling sensations traveled from her head to her toes and she had the sudden desire to dance and laugh and sing.
And fuck. She really needed another good fuck.
Her pussy and nipples felt the same tingling, only magnified beyond belief. She was sure she was going to come just from what the pendant was doing to her body.
“You’ve lost it, Marks.” Kara stroked the crystal with one finger and an almost electrical feeling traveled from her hand throughout the rest of her body. “You’ve definitely lost it.”
Chapter Five
Goddamn it, I fucked her. Adan paced the travel chamber and raked his hand through his hair. I actually fucked her. Ever since last night he couldn’t get his mind off Kara. Instead of relieving the ache in his cock, it had only made him desire her a thousand times more. He could still smell her rich, womanly scent, could still taste her upon his tongue.
But he had done more than take her. He had opened up a part of him that he had attempted to kill off long ago. When his wife and his child had died in the final battle at the end of the Age of Sorcery, he had been certain he would never love again. He had loved them both so much that even after a decade his heart still ached at the memory, and he knew it always would.
Somehow there was a part of him that realized he could easily love Kara just as much. He barely knew her, yet it was as if he had known her forever. In another lifetime perhaps. Her spunk, with an edge of vulnerability, made him want to hold her close, made him want to know more about her, made him want to be with her always.
“Something is disturbing you, my friend,” came Dominik’s voice from behind him.
Adan turned his scowl on Dominik and Dane, who stood in the travel chamber’s entryway. “Nothing but the powercrystal concerns me.”
Dane’s eyebrows drew close. “I do not like being lied to. Tell us the truth—all of the truth. There is more than you have been telling us.”
With a roar of frustration, Adan rounded on Dane. “Do not presume to question me, friend. Your concern is to man the controls while I retrieve the crystal and return it to the Cwen.”
In a couple of strides the knight reached Adan, but Dominik moved between the two. It always amazed Adan how quickly Dominik could appear wherever he chose to.
“Enough.” Dominik raised his hands in a gesture of truce. “This does nothing to solve our dilemma.”
With a growl, Dane moved to the conference table, threw himself into a chair and folded his arms across his chest. “Adan would be well advised to be truthful, else risk all our lives and the crystal.”
“I have told you all that concerns you and our mission.” Adan glared at his friend.
The knight steadily eyed Adan as if measuring him up. “What did you learn about the L’sen Crystal’s whereabouts?”
Adan gave another sigh of frustration. “Only that it is in the Old San Francisco area of that age. I felt its pull, but something muffled its power.”
Dane clenched his fist on the polished tabletop. “If only we could accompany you. Three would be better than one to search for the damnable crystal.”
“Aye. But our only choice,” Adan said as he moved away from the table and toward the time-arch, “is for me to continue to return to Old Earth during its night when the signal is the clearest.”
“What about the Ice-Witch’s warriors?” Dominik gestured west, in the general direction of Echna’s realm. “How do we know the ice-ghosts are not closing in on the crystal? Or that they have not already found it?”
“We do not.” Adan’s frustration mounted as he acknowledged to himself that he had to stay away from Kara this night. She was too much of a distraction and he needed to be out searching.
Dominik moved to the control panel. “You had best be on your way.”
Silently, Adan strode up to the time-arch and paused. His expression was grim and he gave one last scowl at Dane.
When he stepped up and stood within the time-arch’s confines, he held his hand on his sword hilt. Instantly an electric shock jolted him and the blade hummed. He withdrew it and the runes fairly flamed upon the blade.
The crystal.
He felt its call, strong and sure. He mentally reached out for it and at the same time he felt a pull toward Kara. His gut and his heart told him all he needed to know.
Kara had the crystal. And she was in trouble.
* * * * *
Tugging at the curl over her forehead, Kara studied her living room with an appraising eye. It damn near sparkled now, as did the rest of her house, and the smells of pine cleaner and floral carpet freshener caused her to wrinkle her nose.
The entire day Kara had dealt with a sense of nervousness, an anxiety that kept her on edge. She had cleaned her house obsessively from top to bottom, attic to basement.
And she had never stopped thinking about Adan and their wild night together. Would he come back tonight? Or would she never see him again? She could still feel his hands upon her body, his cock sliding deep inside her pussy.
The whole day through the crystal had burned where it lay upon her chest. A kind of heat that filled her body with warmth and energy. It felt right and she couldn’t imagine going without it, ever again.
What was with this crystal, and why didn’t she want to take it off?
Kara sighed and released the curl so that it sprang back against her forehead. She had so much energy she was sure she could run around the block at least a dozen times and still not be tired. She should go to the orphanage like she’d been planning to, and spend time with the children. Or perhaps call Sheri or Jan and chat about nothing. Yet she didn’t want to talk with anyone or leave the house for any reason. It was as if she couldn’t.
She groaned and moved to the bay window. She had too much excess energy to sit down, but she stared out into the gathering darkness while she absently fondled the pendant nestled between her breasts. With the coming of night, the crystal made her feel even more jittery, more anxious than before.
What’s with you, Marks?
The feeling intensified, and Kara rubbed her palms up and down her faded jeans. Even her sexual energy magnified and she thought she would scream in frustration. Her nipples ached for Adan’s touch and her panties remained in a constant state of dampness.
Outside a car passed by, then another, and then the street quieted again. Kara turned away from the window and headed into the kitchen to fix herself a sandwich. When she opened the fridge, she just stared at the contents, not se
eing anything at all. Cool air from the fridge brushed over her body and her nipples tightened. Damn that pendant, all she could think about was sex.
All she wanted was Adan.
She knew it had to be purely sexual, because she didn’t know him that well. Hell, she really didn’t know him at all. He was intense, single-minded, and powerful, yet she was aware of something more about him. His caring, his moral code. She could see it in those dark eyes. But those same eyes seemed to be holding back, hiding something from her.
What did she know? She’d only met the man three times.
An icy-cold breeze sailed through her house, causing her hair to rise from her shoulders and her button-up blouse to flatten against her breasts. The breeze carried the scent of peppermint and her nipples tightened from the chill.
Kara straightened and let the fridge door slowly close. “Adan?” She could barely keep herself from running to the hallway, knowing that it had to be him.
She rounded the corner from the kitchen to the hall and came to an abrupt stop.
Four women with white fur-lined hoods and capes were striding toward her, their white boots soundless against the tiles, as if they were ghosts. Their pale eyes almost vanished against their translucent skin, and their expressions were intense and focused upon Kara. Behind them the front door was closed, yet the chill wind continued to blow through her house, and their white-blonde hair whipped across their faces.
And they each carried large swords with curved blades.
Kara backed up toward the kitchen, her heart pounding against her ribcage. She needed to dial 911 or grab a knife to defend herself, but neither her phone nor the knife drawer was close enough. Something about the look upon their faces scared her more than Adan had the first time he had appeared in her home.
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