Hello and thank you for reading as always. I'm keeping this in the same category though this chapter is light on the nonconsent/reluctance themes. As I've said, I'm writing this as I go so apologies for an uneven publishing schedule! I've been getting some nice feedback via comments and the form at the bottom of each chapter. You can always reach out to me directly through my profile though if you've got specific questions etc. And to answer one reader's question, Zoe and I are INTJs. :)
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Aegis knelt in the bed. His arms snaked around Zoe, held her upright as he thrust slowly up into her. He couldn't take his eyes from her lovely face. The dark bruise was faded on her cheek, it sparked something primal within him. To see his Zoe injured, he wanted to clasp her to him. Show her he would protect her from anyone that might try to harm her again. Her warm hands grabbed at his shoulders and as he watched her face, she moaned, rocking against him as she slid her arms along his muscles. His body aroused her, the emotion sparked up through her, rippled against him and only sent him higher.
She had her legs draped over him, wrapped loosely around his waist as she let him set the pace. At this angle, he could let gravity do its work. With each sensuous thrust, she released a mewl of pleasure and then her body would settle back down on him, taking him so deep inside her. He felt he stroked against some deep part of her that no one else could ever have reached. She wrapped around him, clutched at him in a haze of blissful desire.
He leaned into her, dropping his head to her erect nipples. Taking one between his lips he pulled a long, whining moan from her lips. She arched, her hips rocking against him. As he flicked at the nipple with his tongue, her breath hitched, little gasps rising in her. She was close. She ground against him, impatient and growing desperate as he slowly teased her. He enjoyed learning the different sorts of orgasms he could draw from her. This one he intended to be like a slowly rising tide. Higher and higher, she wouldn't realize she was in it until it was too late. He stilled her hips with his hands. Forcing her to slow so he could set the pace. He continued his work on her nipple, nipping and suckling at her as he moved her in slow circles upon his lap.
"Aegis..." she moaned and he knew that tone. It was beginning. He could hear her heart pattering frantically within her chest. She panted as her body began to clench against him, her pussy quivered as a new flood of juices slipped against his slowly pulsing cock. "Aegis..." she whined again as her head fell back. Her fingers dug into his arms as she began to buck against him with high, panting cries. She was the most glorious creature he'd ever seen. Let alone fucked.
He found her mouth, kissing her hungrily as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. Her climax lengthened and her cries of pleasure against his mouth stroked against his throbbing cock. He pulled her tight against him, her light body so easy to slam his length up into as he bounced her against his groin. Faster and faster, he pummeled against her sensitive, still climaxing center. Her cries turned to panicked wails as she clutched desperately at him. "Yes, yes, yes," she wept as he slammed her against him.
With an animal grunt he finally released, spurting his seed into her sucking, heated channel. As they pulsed against each other, he broke the kiss, needing to see her blue eyes. He tangled his fingers in her golden hair, tugging her slightly so her eyes flipped open and caught his gaze. She sighed, sinking into him and slipping her hands to his face as their shared climax faded to a warm, shuddering glow. He fell into her eyes, trying to memorize each fleck, how the early sun made them glitter against her flushed cheeks. "So beautiful," he murmured as he palmed her cheek tenderly.
Her face broke into a slow smile as she continued to rock slowly against him, as if desperate to milk his seed completely. "Your pretty, little human?" she asked playfully as she pressed against him. Where he craved the warmth of her body, he sensed how she responded to his coolness. Her nipples were taut as she pushed into him.
"Yes," he growled as he fanned them with his wings. "My lovely, little human. All mine." He leaned forward smoothly, dropping her onto her back and pinning her beneath him for a moment. She squealed a laugh and he planted a kiss between her breasts before reluctantly hefting himself from her and rising from the bed. "What do you want for breakfast?" he asked as he padded across the room.
"Something sweet," she yawned as she curled in the bed to watch him. He glanced back to her. Her hair glowed in the slowly rising sun. Her pale skin was flushed red in all the right places.
He turned back to the small kitchen and rummaged through the food packages. They'd been there nearly a week and had barely made a dent in the reserves. Eventually though they'd have to leave though they both carefully stepped around that fact. Falling over and over into each other made the outside world seem so far away. So inconsequential.
Breakfast prepared, he crossed back to her and handed her the bowl of sweet porridge along with a glass of water and her pill. That was also unspoken. When he'd produced the bottle of the pills made to help her body adjust to Homeworld atmosphere that he'd swiped without thought as they fled Paragon's palace, her eyes had narrowed for a moment. She'd studied him, the pill, then she'd taken it. The subtext sat between them and his heart had swelled. She would stay at his side. Whatever Oathkeeper planet he ended up on after dealing with Bastion, she would be with him.
"Do you feel any different? Easier to breath?" he asked as he pulled on his leather pants and one of the Ivory vests she'd stitched together with bits from another so it would fit him.
She pondered, spoon poised over her bowl. "I suppose. Maybe. If anything, I think it's making me heal faster. My ankle feels nearly a hundred percent. A sprain like that would normally take weeks to heal."
"That's reassuring. I know Paragon was having Keeper experiment for years on different formulas. He wanted his humans to live their best life."
Zoe's face hardened slightly. As—astoundingly—understanding as she'd been, Paragon was still a touchy subject. He grimaced and turned from her to let her finish eating. Sinking into one of the chairs at the bank of monitors he began to fiddle with the communications array again. Their little project the last few days. He hoped to learn some word on Bastion but had to be careful about alerting him to their location.
"I'm going to shower," Zoe piped up after a few minutes. Aegis watched her slide from the bed to cross the room. A surge of heat coursed through him as he let his eyes take in her naked form. Her bruises were all but gone. Her pale, delicate, flushed skin so alive. A dribble of his semen ran down her leg and his cock twitched possessively. He felt the rise of his Oathkeeper blood as she glanced back to him at the door. He wanted to swoop back across the room and take her again. The animal need to again fill her with his seed, to keep her from rinsing him from her body pulsed within him. She grinned and shut the door and he turned away, working to settle his raging lust. He would never stop craving her.
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Zoe yawned as she patted her hair dry and studied her face in the mirror. Aegis was right, the pills did seem to be working. She supposed she had this Keeper fellow and Paragon to thank. Though she wouldn't NEED pills to help her heal and acclimate to their atmosphere if Paragon hadn't had Aegis kidnap her...
She frowned as she studied her face. It was all so convoluted. She couldn't hate Aegis, and yet he was the one that had—technically—kidnapped her in the first place. Because he was just following Paragon's orders shouldn't have let him off the hook. But she somehow couldn't blame him. The lives of Oathkeepers still left her mind reeling. When she asked Aegis how old he was he'd cocked his head, seeming to try to calculate some complex math formula. 'When I was born, your people were not yet in the stars. I heard stories of the little savages that had barely touched their own moon.' She supposed that meant he was well over three thousand of her years old.
