by A. G. Wilde
Just like when you go to the beach and stay in the water too long till you can feel the sway of the ocean even after you’ve left the waves, so was the feel of Kyro’s tongue on her cunt.
She could still feel the ghost of his movements there and the thought of how he’d sucked and licked at her opening made her clit engorge and throb.
He was watching her now, his eyes taking in every movement and if she wasn’t aware of the way he gripped the sides of the tub or the way the muscles in his shoulders tensed, she would have thought her feet brushing against his cock was garnering no response.
Dipping lower, her chin now brushing the water’s surface, she stretched her feet farther, cupping them around his shaft.
Her eyes widened a little when she felt the rings at the base of his shaft, several of them. They felt like thick bands of firmness that circled the base of his cock. She couldn’t imagine how they would feel when he buried himself completely within her.
She couldn’t help it. She had to bite her lip as her clit throbbed.
He was thick and he was long. Bigger than the biggest cock she’d seen on Earth and back then she’d been wide-eyed, wondering how such a beast could ever fit in a woman.
Now, she had her feet around one and all she could think of was not whether it would fit but how good it was going to feel trying to make it fit.
The mushroom-like tip of his cock bobbed above the water again.
Shit. This whole “live for the moment” motto was like the cocaine she never took. She was already too addicted.
It was hard work moving her feet up his cock. It required her pulling her legs back toward her and her having a good grip in the slippery bath, but she couldn’t stop—his response was too addictive.
The veins in his hands were straining against his skin with how hard he was gripping the tub and as she pulled her feet right up to his tip, marveling at the size of him, she gripped his tip between her feet, rubbing and squeezing them together softly.
A groan rumbled in his chest and suddenly his arms shot off the side of the tub as he gripped her ankle, spreading her legs in one movement as he moved forward.
Kyro’s lips pressed against hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he kissed her. It was a demanding kiss. One that had her throwing her head back as he ravaged her lips.
Her arms wrapped around his neck and she was vaguely aware of him lifting her out the tub and heading somewhere.
When he finally released her lips, his mouth traveled down her neck to find her nipple.
The effect of moving from the hot bath to the cool air and now having his hot mouth covering her nipple had her crying out his name.
When he finally looked at her, there were so many emotions flowing in his gray eyes, and she imagined her own eyes were doing the same.
“Sweet, Evren,” he whispered, resting his forehead on hers. “It will be hard letting you go.”
Evren gulped.
She didn’t want to think about that.
It would make her cry.
She wanted these few moments to last forever.
In just this night, she’d felt more love than she had ever felt in years.
“So hard letting you go.” Kyro frowned, closing his eyes to what she assumed was his pain—because that was exactly what she was feeling right about now. Raw pain.
“Then fuck me like you don’t want to...”
Her whisper had his eyes flying open and she watched, her breath beginning to come in deep and fast, as the sorrow in his gaze was replaced by pure, unbridled lust.
Crashing his mouth against hers once more, Kyro moved forward. She was just aware the bed was behind her because she felt when his legs bumped into it.
In the next movement, his mouth broke away from hers and he was spinning her around.
On hands and knees, her ass in the air, she rested on the bed, anticipation making her gulp.
His fingers pressed into her hips as he held her tight once more and she just had enough warning when she looked over her shoulder and saw him dip, his tongue coming in contact with her pussy in the next second.
She bucked instantly but he held her there, his hand holding her hips firmly as he tongued her.
She was screaming his name in mere seconds after as her climax crashed through her.
Sinking her face into the bedding, she wasn’t sure how she was even able to stay upright. Never had she orgasmed so much in such a short space of time before.
But she wanted more. A lot more.
“I want to feel you, Kyro,” she panted, looking over her shoulder as she did. “Fuck me, Kh’Ziami.”
The sound of her saying his name made something flash in his eyes and he gripped her tighter, one of his hands leaving the curve of her hips for a second before she felt something hard and smoothed brush against her entrance.
Evren’s eyes fluttered closed, a moan coming from her lips.
Just that one touch of his cock, the promise that it made, it had her closing her eyes and gripping the bedding as she readied herself.
He brushed his cock down her slit again, wetting himself with her juices and she heard him inhale deeply.
As he lined up himself with her, she gripped the bedding tighter, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lips.
The next feeling was pure bliss, making the time she took to prepare herself null.
As Kyro surged forward, his cock moving past her cunt’s resistance and deep within her, stretching her with that initial thrust, her eyes popped open, her mouth formed a gaping ‘O’, and a scream of pleasure pierced the air.
She hoped his roommate didn’t hear her, but she also didn’t care. At that moment, she could only feel and what she could feel was his thick cock all the way inside her.
He’d entered her in one, smooth thrust and as her cunt clenched around him her eyes rolled back in her head.
What was this exquisite feeling?
She’d never felt this before.
This feeling of being so full that even his slightest movement was sending rockets of pleasure straight to her pleasure center.
His hands were on the curve of her hips, kneading her as he waited for her to get accustomed to his girth and then he began to rock forward and back, ever so slightly, the ridges she’d felt earlier popping in and out of her pussy.
They made his girth at the base wider and each time he popped them in and popped them back out, it was as if he was entering her anew again, that popping feeling and the already-fullness making her bite the bedding to refrain from screaming his name.
Kyro began fucking her then, his pace increasing.
Releasing her hips, his hands braced on either side of her body on the bed as he thrust into her. Harder and harder, he slid his cock in and out of her, her wetness making squelching noises as his pace increased.
Climbing up on the bed behind her, he gave himself some leverage and Evren almost screamed as she reached another orgasm just before Kyro began to thrust into her harder.
As he surged forward, over and over again, he leaned over her, burying his face against her neck. He locked his lips there, kissing her so hard she was sure he would leave a bruise, but it felt so good as she rode through the end of her orgasm that she didn’t care for him to stop.
“Kh’Ziamiiii Ch-ch-Moraa Ch-ch-chanan!!” Her entire body was convulsing now, and she couldn’t see anything. She didn’t know if her eyes were open or closed. She could only feel. Her pussy felt like warm, melted honey and there was a fat dick claiming every inch of her.
Kyro’s fat dick.
She felt his fingers on her clit just as another orgasm crashed through her and then she was screaming his name once more.
As Kyro let out a loud roar beside her ear, she felt him shudder above her, his cock jerking stream after stream of his spend within her.
When he finally stopped jerking, Kyro gathered her into his arms and fell on the bed with her encased in his arms.
Neither said a thing.
There was nothing to say.
She was pretty sure she’d lost her voice and she wasn’t even mad about it.
29
Kyro had a hand in her hair, playing with the strands absently as he stared into the simulation of candles around them.
She rested in his arms still, not wanting to move.
They’d been in that position for hours, neither breaking the comfortable silence. Neither wanting to bring up the fact this was a mere fleeting moment.
But they had to talk about it.
What he’d revealed today...what they’d done...how would their lives be affected after this?
“So, what happens now?” she finally asked.
Kyro stiffened underneath her and for a few moments, he said nothing.
“We wipe your memory,” he finally said, and his words had her raising her head to look at him.
“We what?”
“There is a device. It can be used to wipe memories of a certain time.”
She didn’t want anything messing with her brain.
“I’m not so sure about that. What if it wipes all my memories and...do we even have to go to that extent? I mean, I wasn’t joking when I said I can keep a secret. I wouldn’t tell anyone and put you in danger.”
Kyro pulled her closer, sadness overcoming his features.
“It’s not that simple, Evren. If you are around the wrong beings and they happen to read your mind and find out about me, then you will be put in mortal danger. You know not the beings to avoid. You’re not aware of ways to block them.”
“Then teach me.”
“No.” His voice was forceful. “I will not. The only way to ensure you are not hurt is if you do not know about this secret. It is a curse. A weight I do not wish for you to carry.”
His shoulders were set. His gaze forward.
He wasn’t going to budge on this.
And she understood, a little. She hadn’t considered the fact that there were mind-reading aliens out there. What if she put him in danger without realizing it?
Shoulders slumping, silence enveloped them for the next few minutes as the thoughts battled in her head.
Everything within her told her they could find a way, but logic said the best way would be to do what he said. To forget.
She couldn’t turn back now. They’d made an unsaid deal when she’d told him she wanted to spend just one night.
This was based on her own stipulations.
She had to push through and see it to the end.
Tears formed in her eyes as she nodded.
“Is the device safe?”
Kyro swallowed hard, his form still rigid.
“I would never do anything to hurt you, Evren. The device is safe. It is illegal tech, but Rokan managed to snag one on a raid once.” He looked down at her. “I would calibrate it to only remove memory of me.”
What?
Hearing it made it all the more horrible.
“No.”
“Yes. It is the only way.”
It can’t be.
But she nodded again.
He wasn’t going to budge. He wanted her to forget him and truth was, she couldn’t live with herself if she was the reason he came to harm.
For his entire life, he’d hid his true self. Who was she to tell him now was the time to fight back? Who was she to take his choices away from him?
“Okay, I’ll do it.” The words were reluctant ones. “Now?”
“No.” He pulled her closer. “Rest now. Tomorrow is the day you forget about me.”
30
Somewhere on the Restitution base
“Report.”
“The human has been in the Borxclan’s quarters, your excellence. I have not been able to extract her.”
The silence on the other line spoke volumes. Between the plans for the shipment, the extraction had been pushed back to allow for the best chance of being successful.
“I am not amused by your incompetence. Retrieve the human in the next two turns. Your health depends on it.”
“Two turns? Sire—”
“Silence! You dare to deny me?!”
“No, your excellence. Never.”
“Two turns. Or I will have pieces of your own body delivered to me one by one.”
There was a sharp intake of breath.
“Yes, your Excellence.”
31
Kyro awoke with a feeling of dread.
The natural light in his room told him one thing: today was the day to say goodbye to his future. Today was the day he said goodbye to the one person he loved.
As his eyes fluttered open he looked down.
Still naked and entwined with him, she felt perfect. She was looking up at him now and something inside him cracked.
This had been a bad idea.
How was he to say goodbye when he would never experience this again? He loved the way she looked at him, the way she made him feel.
Even in his actual form, she made him feel...normal.
He’d forgotten what that felt like.
Her lips met his as she kissed him lightly and Kyro fought the urge to assault her mouth with his and keep her in bed all day.
He could do that.
They could do it.
They could run away. Live underground or on some lone satellite. Be together.
The Tasqals wouldn’t find them and they’d be happy.
But even as he considered it, a wave of sadness came over him.
How could he even think that? That was no life to live, especially for someone he cared about. He couldn’t subject her to the life of a fugitive.
“Today is the day,” he murmured.
Her eyes met his and it was clear she noted his sadness because it was reflected in hers as well.
“It is for the best,” he whispered, more to himself than to her. He’d have to repeat this for how many years it took for him to not feel this way anymore.
She would have a better life without him. He was going to make sure of it.
“I know.” Her hand rested on his cheek, lightly stroking. “Thank you for showing me the real you.” She sighed. “I know that wasn’t easy for you.”
“I’d do anything for you.”
A sad smile graced her face at that.
It was clear she had no idea how much he cared for her. But it didn’t matter anyway. In a few hours, she wouldn’t remember any of this.
“I don’t want to go...” Her finger covered his mouth as he was about to speak.
“I know,” she said. “I know I have to. It doesn’t mean I want to. I spent the entire night trying to think of ways we could make this work, but I get it. I’m a liability.”
She removed her finger from his lips, looking up at him with such sorrow in her eyes his arms tightened around her.
It wasn’t that simple.
But if that is what it took to keep her safe, then so be it.
“I’m leaving.” She swallowed hard, her gaze falling to his chest. “I’m leaving the base.”
“Leaving? To go where?” His heart, already hurting so, felt another stab go deep.
“The Interplanetary Hub.” She let out a breath. “I wasn’t sure I wanted to go but after all this, even though I won’t remember, it breaks my heart knowing I’ll be here seeing you all the time and remember none of it. Who knows,” she sniffled, “I might even be tempted to get close to you again and we’ll have to go through this once more.”
She was crying. He could feel the wetness against his chest.
Placing a hand underneath her chin, he tilted her face upwards.
It broke his heart to see her like this, knowing he was the reason for her pain.
“Evren...”
“This has been the best few hours of my life, truly.” She wiped a tear. “I just have one thing to ask of you.”
“Anything...” Was it his voice that sounded so choked? As if he could hardly breathe? The pain of loss tearing right through him?
“Let
me do it. Let me wipe my memory. I’ll do it when I get to the hub.”
“I...” Allowing her to leave his quarters with her memory still intact was risky. But could he deny her parting wish?
“I’ll do it. You can trust me to. I just...” She exhaled deeply. “I just need a little time...a little more time to cherish these moments.”
Squeezing his eyes shut, Kyro knew that he was going to say yes. He could program the device for single use, and he could program the time as well. All she’d have to do was look at the scope and press the button.
“Ok,” he said. “I will input the device settings...but...must you really leave the base?”
She turned in his arms, settling her back against the bedding as she sighed. “It’s not just you...it’s everything. I was planning on leaving before I realized how you felt about me. It’s why I got the job.”
It suddenly made sense now, why she didn’t want to accept his credits. If she was anything like Xul’s Athena or Yce’s Diana, she was independent and stubborn.
Frowning, he thought of the implications of her leaving.
He wouldn’t get to see her anymore. Could he live with that?
“Will leaving make you happy?” he asked.
She hesitated at his question before she looked up at him and shrugged. “The research lab there seems interesting and welcoming. I got an invite from the lead researcher there. His proposal was intriguing.”
A spark of jealously ignited within him but he fought it back. He had no right.
He was the one pushing her away. It was best she had a life without him.
Just then, the door to his room chimed. It had to be Rokan.
Pulling the covering over Evren, he untangled himself from her and slipped into his trousers, shifting into his Borxclan form just in case.
“Yes?” he asked as the door slid open.
Rokan’s concerned gaze drifted to the sleeping area before focusing on him.
“I think you might need this, brother.”
