I know those voices. Pirates. They found us.
The look on Shidan's face is clear, he wants to fight them but that's not smart. We don't know how many of them there are and we're not well armed.
Shidan reaches up for the door but stops as I place my hand on the bulging muscles of his arm. When he looks down at me his eyes are soft and my heart skips a beat. No matter how mean I've been to him, and now I know he's understood me, he always looks at me like this. He treasures me. My good and my bad, he takes it all and still wants me. Maybe I've been a fool. Right now though, I need to focus on survival.
I place my finger over my lips. First I have him help me close the med bay door and then I make my way across the room to the far side. There's another door here which I gesture towards. Shidan picks up on my hand signals and lifts me so I can open it. Once that's done, he lifts me through and follows. On the far side of this door I have him lift me again and close it.
"We can talk now," I whisper. "The doors should keep them from hearing us."
"We need to know how many there are."
"I know, I have an idea."
This was the observation chamber so there are computers built into the walls. Those walls now being the floor much like the rest of the ship, I crouch down and work the screens. The first four I try don't work but the last one glows to life. Shidan hovers as I work and I have to wonder how this must look to him. This is my home, my civilization, but to him it has to be foreign and exotic.
The computers are running, slow, but operating. I'm not a computer nerd but I get into the security cameras of the ship and then we have a view of what's going on in the main hallways. It is pirates like we thought. As the screen flickers and comes into focus Shidan hisses. A dozen of them are tramping around out there and those are just the ones we can see. The worst part is, they look like they're planning to stay for a while.
We're screwed. One hundred percent screwed. I flip through camera views and the situation only gets worse. They have some kind of large vehicle parked outside they're loading down with equipment and supplies. The bastards are scavenging the remains of my ship! It doesn't take a leap to realize they will stay until they've filled their transport. I look over my shoulder at Shidan.
"There's a lot of them," he says.
"Yeah," I say. "We need to hide. Wait them out."
"Where?"
"Here. I can activate security on the door, should keep them out."
Shidan nods, stills staring at the monitor.
"What will we do while we wait?" he asks.
"Oh, I can think of a couple of things," I smile.
Chapter Sixteen
Shidan
Her soft lips against mine push away all concerns. I'm forgiven and that is all that matters. She's taking me back into her arms. I trail my lips across hers then her tongue darts out and licks mine as I pull back. I can't stop my smile. Our tongues dart at each other touching, tasting, teasing one another.
Her arms around my neck pulling me down are delicate, soft, and so welcome. Trailing the tips of my fingers up and down her spine she shudders, pressing herself against me and my body reacts as her breasts crush against my chest. My cock hardens into its fullness.
I want to consume her. Pull her into me until we are one. Sensations of my body open the door to feelings. Desire that goes beyond the physical. Her soft, wondrous body is pressing against me. Our lips move as passion consumes us. Our bodies slide against each other and I give myself to her.
She welcomes me, her mouth opening, my tongue drives in seeking and finding hers. As our tongues meet, the metaphor of us completes. Our bodies meld together, a pale shadow of our souls entwining. She is my treasure; I want her more than anything, nothing in the universe can compare to her, the way she makes me feel. My need for her is all-consuming.
I trail my lips along her neck following the line to her shoulder then lower myself before her so I can trail kisses between her amazing breasts. She grabs her shirt and rips it over her head, throwing it aside. As she frees her breasts, the nipples harden in the cool air. Cupping them in my hands I kiss around her stomach while protecting them from the air.
She's delicate yet so strong. Her strength amazes me. She hooks her hands behind my head pressing me tight against her as I kiss my way around her stomach. The sweet taste of her is enough to drive me mad. My cock is throbbing, ready to explode, but I push it aside. We have time and I want to enjoy every inch of her.
"Shidan," she moans as my tongue trails up towards her breasts.
Her hips thrust against me while she pulls on my head, bringing me somehow closer still. Kneading her breasts while my tongue laps at her skin seems to heighten her pleasure. She groans then her hips gyrate against me. I want to take her so bad it's blinding. It takes an effort of will to keep control.
She undoes her pants and slides them off while I'm busy teasing the underside of her breasts with my tongue. She stumbles backwards as she works her legs free of the pants. I slide across the floor helping keep her on her feet until her back is against the wall. Kissing my way down I drag my tongue, tasting her, loving her.
My hearts pound in my chest. We feel so close, as one, she is open. She's holding nothing back and I'm so happy to be with her. Nothing in the world matters more. Feelings well up in my core until I'm sure they will explode. I look up and her soft eyes meet mine and she's there. We meet on a level I've never experienced, in a way I didn't know existed. I fall into her eyes as we become one.
Dragging my tongue across her hip I kiss her leg down to the knee then work my way up with soft kisses and nibbles. She shivers, goosebumps racing across her skin as I work my way towards her core. Her hands run through my hair then grip my shoulders as I approach her middle.
Tasting her is heaven. My tongue delights in the flavor of her as I part her sweet, soft folds. I work slowly, moving on instinct, inexperienced and uncertain in what I'm doing but feeling my way. I listen to her soft sounds, feel the way her body responds, using my senses as a guide.
She's wet and grows wetter as I work my tongue deeper. She moans and then her grip on my shoulders tightens and she thrusts her hips forward. Gripping her hips with my hands I help support her as I continue exploring with my tongue. As I work my way to the top of her opening, she's panting. Opening her folds with my tongue I find a hard nub. Circling it she goes wild, thrusting forward, gasping my name.
A treasure, like her. I circle this new delight and her wetness increases. I drag my tongue around then flick across the hard nub and she cries out. Her hands move to behind my head and she pulls me in tight. I let her pull me forward, guiding me towards her pleasure. It forces my tongue to flatten out across the hard nub. Moving my head side-to-side makes her breath come even faster, in shorter gasps.
I change directions, moving up and down then alternate side to side. Her breathing becomes faster until there's no pause between gasps. Her body stiffens, her hips thrust forward, and her grip on my head tightens holding me close. I don't move. Her legs quiver, her stomach against my forehead vibrates as her pleasure takes her over the edge. She arches her back and makes a wordless sound then she shudders and her muscles shake with weakness. Her legs give out but I hold her until it passes.
"Shidan." She exhales my name and it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.
Looking up at her from my knees, she is everything, my universe is complete because she is it. She lowers herself until our eyes are level then she leans in and we kiss. Her tongue pierces my lips, she kisses me aggressively, passionate and sure of herself. Her hand grabs my cock through my pants then works its way inside the cloth.
When she touches my cock, I almost explode. Her softness against my hardness is almost too much to bear. I groan and she chuckles into our kiss as her hand grips then strokes.
"Want me?" she teases.
"Always."
"I'm yours," she says.
Tears well in the corners of my eyes. The emotions are too strong for me to contain, th
ere has to be a release. As the first tear falls, she wipes it away. Looking into her eyes I see myself reflected. She kisses me and as our lips touch, impossibly I expand and grow.
Her love is my strength. We kiss and kiss and together we become stronger than ourselves. We become more in our unity than two. I lay her back without breaking our kiss. Her legs wrap around my hips, holding me close.
My throbbing cock is at her opening. As the tip slides in she groans and I sigh into our kiss. Sweet relief at the first touch of her to my member. I slide into her easily, her body taking me with slick greed, to the first ridge of my cock. Stopping there as I first meet resistance I hold myself over her.
We kiss, soft, gentle kisses breaking between each for breath. She wiggles her hips pushing for me to enter her the rest of the way. I push forward letting her body adjust to my girth. My cock breaks through and her body closing around me is overwhelming. My vision turns black to a field of stars. She is here, with me, in the stars. She is light and purity, love and strength. I give myself into her and she takes me as our bodies join into one.
Each thrust of my body becomes a joining. Loving her transports me to this new realm as the sensations continue to build until I'm dancing on the edge with her in my arms. My core tightens and I'm close. She cries out in pleasure and I fall over the edge. We fall together into the brightness of each other.
My cock spasms again and again as it pumps my load into her and I collapse. We lie in each other's arms, kissing. Somehow this time was even more special. My love for her is boundless and only grows.
"That was amazing," she exhales, catching her breath at last.
"Yes."
She shifts closer resting her head on my shoulder. We lie together staring up.
"Well," she says at last. "It looks like we' re stuck here for a while."
"So it would seem."
"Whatever will we do to pass the time?" she asks, turning towards me with her full lips pouting.
"Oh I might have an idea," I say as I kiss her lips and my second cock rises to the occasion.
Chapter Seventeen
Amara
I feel weak. Days have passed while we hide and watch the pirates scavenge the ship. My body needs epis, badly. Now I'm not only feeling the effects of dehydration but of withdrawal from the plant. I couldn't even have sex with Shidan last night, which has been our only way to pass the time. I didn't know two people could have that much freaking sex.
A fever started early this morning and now I'm dizzy on top of the pounding headache, nausea, and overall sluggish feelings. This sucks. Shidan has been rationing our food supply and I know he's eating less than he needs to help me. I don't have the energy to argue with him about it. The only time I feel any better is right after eating some of the guster meat. He says they eat epis, infusing their meat with traces of it, which is why it helps.
My vision shimmers when I try to focus. Shidan's only a few feet away watching the pirates on the monitor but it's hard to see. He's worried and not bothering to hide it. Hell, I'm worried too. We need to get back to the city and not just for Calista. I'm not sure how long it will be before my body gives up.
Reaching for my water bottle I almost have it when my fingers spasm and it falls over with a clatter. Shidan moves fast, too fast for me to follow, and he's here holding the bottle. The cool, refreshing liquid passes my parched lips and soothes my throat. I drink, grateful for the relief, even if it's only momentary.
"You're getting worse," he observes.
"I'm fine," I answer, pushing the bottle away.
Even the water is in limited supply. Shidan stares, frowning, then shakes his head as he moves back to the monitor. Leaning my head back I close my eyes and let my thoughts drift. The fever is making it hard to keep track of time, I shiver even though the heat is sweltering. I don't want Shidan to know I'm seeing things. Impossible things from the past.
In the next room. The med bay, years ago…
"Lean back," the medic orders and I comply. "What happened?"
"Slipped in the shower sir," I answer.
A giggle comes from the bed next to the one I'm sitting on. Draker is there, watching to see if I tell the truth. If Command finds out the other men did this they'll come down hard. Problem is, then I'll never fit in. I'll be the weak one forever. The snitch who can't handle my business.
"Uh-huh," the medic says. "Strangest shower wounds I've ever seen."
"Yes sir," I say, noncommittal.
"All right, well keep this ointment on it," he says, handing me a tube of cream. "Should heal in a few days. And be careful in the… shower."
"Yes sir," I say, jumping off the table.
Draker falls in behind me as I exit the med bay. "All better Stancher?"
"I'm fine."
"Good. You know you're not good enough, right?"
"No, I don't," I snap.
"Well you're not. You need to give up."
"No."
"Then come clean, quit cheating."
"I don't cheat!" I scream, whirling on him.
"Sure, whatever," he says, holding his hands up and backing off a step. Then he walks away, leaving me fuming.
"I hate that guy," Tomas says, walking up behind me.
"You and me both," I say, turning to greet the mechanic.
Tomas and I have been friends since we were kids. We grew up in the same nursery. He's always been kind and looked out for me.
"Want I should kick his ass?"
"He's not worth it," I observe.
"Yeah, you're right. He might bruise my knuckles," Tomas says, holding up his scarred hands.
"Thanks though."
"Why don't you report them?" he asks, looking at the bruises on my neck.
"Because then they win."
"I don't get it."
"If I report them, then it proves they're right, I'm not good enough. I can't make it on my merit and have to pull rank or go up the chain of command."
"Amara you're the toughest woman I know. Hell, you're the toughest person I know period, no matter the gender."
"Thanks," I say.
"I mean it, you need to turn those guys in. They're worthless. He at least should be in the brig."
"I'll beat him in the fly off," I say. "That will put him in his place."
"I hope so," Tomas says. "For your sake."
"Put who in his place?" Shidan asks.
Opening my eyes, he's right here looking concerned.
"Draker," I mutter. "He's such an ass."
"Oh," he says, placing a cool hand on my forehead then on my cheeks.
He brings the water bottle to my lips which I take then he pushes a small piece of meat into my mouth.
"Thanks."
"Of course," he says.
I should tell him. I should tell him how I feel. While I can. I don't want him to not know if something happens. I feel like it could happen. It's so hard to focus. My mind keeps wandering. I open my mouth but the words won't come out. I can't admit this to him. What if he laughs at me? What if he pushes me away?
How can I admit I need him?
"Shidan," I say, but it comes out a whisper.
Still he hears it, leaning in close. "Yes my lyutik?"
"Don't call me that," I exhale, feeling exhausted with the effort of speaking.
Shidan smiles and nods. "Of course, Amara," he says.
"I need to say something." Gathering my strength I push myself to a more upright position.
"What is it Amara? You should rest."
"I think…" I start.
He waits for me to continue but my throat clamps shut. I'm not good with feelings and telling someone I care about them is way beyond my comfort zone. Shidan strokes my hair, raises the water bottle to my lips again, and waits. He waits patiently with kind eyes, his beautiful face, his strong hands care for me. He cares for me, he loves me and I know it. No matter how much I've tried to deny it I know it.
He loves me and I care about him but is it love?
I don't know. Maybe? I have to tell him. I can't hold this inside, just in case.
"All my life," I say, straining to make my voice louder than a whisper. "I've never been able to… trust. To open myself to someone. I have to be strong. I can't take help because it makes me look weak. They'll use that against me."
"Needing help is not weakness," he interrupts.
I shake my head, placing a hand on his shoulder. He doesn't understand. How can he? No one ever has, and he's an alien from a different culture. What does he know of being a woman in a man's world? Invading enemy territory. Knowing you're not wanted even if you're every bit as good as they are.
"In my world, it is. Was," I amend.
Shidan smiles and nods. "Rest my lyutik," he says. "It will all be fine."
The concern on his face is too much. I want to cry in frustration or relief, I'm not sure.
"Okay," I exhale.
I'm tired. So, so tired. It's taking too much effort to keep my eyes open any longer. As they drift shut and darkness welcomes me back, I feel the water bottle at my lips. I drink it then I'm drifting.
The flight stick in my hand vibrates. Something is off in my ship. I don't know what but I can feel it. The ship is a part of me, an extension of my being. When I bank around to position, its slight but enough I'm sure something is wrong.
"You ready scrub?" Draker asks over my headset.
"I was born ready," I bark.
We look at each other. I can see his grin through his flight helmet. He gives me a thumbs up then flashes his thrusters, moving his ship into position next to mine.
"Flight Control - we're in position and ready," Draker says over the radio.
"Copy that," Flight Control returns. "Counting down now, good luck."
The count echoes in my helmet. My grip tightens on the flight stick as my thumb hovers over the switch for the thrusters. I look over my instruments making sure everything looks good.
"… 2… 1… GO!"
My thumb strokes the switch and the thrusters engage throwing me back into my seat as the ship jumps from still to two G-force in an instant. The pressure forces me deep into my seat then eases as it normalizes. I pull the ship up and head for the first obstacle. I've got a slight lead on Draker, I was faster off the start then he was. As I work the flight stick, I spin my ship around the first obstacle, flipping over and then hitting the thrusters to jump ahead once again.
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