And, now it was clear that military were hunting for me. I could lie to him and say it was customary for people who broke out of jail to be hunted down by the military, but Cartari was too smart. Vailstor had limited resources. There’s no way a planet like this would use their military for such a reason.
But… I looked at him as he finished fixing the hinge on the front door of the cabin, letting it swing in and shut with a satisfying click. I just didn’t want to ruin this. I had been lying for too long. Rather, I had been withholding information from him for too long…
He had been withholding from me, too. I didn’t really know why he was on Vailstor. All he said was that he was going to some nebulous place in the north, which made me nervous, because the further north we got, the closer we would get to the base where I suspected Blatson actually was at this time. But, hopefully we would meet with Cartari’s contact soon and then veer off to Astrida.
And then he could leave me behind. Forever.
My heart sank, just at the thought… I looked at him again, where he was inspecting his craftsmanship, and felt such overwhelming yearning and desire…
Just let me have this little bubble of happiness a little while longer…
As I thought that, Cartari stood up and reached for my hand. I stood up and he twirled me around, dropping into me a swooping bow, so my head almost hit the floor. Then he leaned down and kissed me through my laughter.
“I need to ask you a serious question, my lady,” he said, holding me suspended, my heels barely gripping the floor. I laughed, part nerves, part merriment. He leaned in and whispered in my ear.
“Yes, fearsome, charzbos?”
“Can I take you again before we leave this cabin, tenderly, sweetly, and hopefully blow your mind?”
I grinned and pulled him down to kiss me. He kissed me deep and long, laying me down on the floor carefully, his hands roving my body as he straddled me. He kissed me sweetly on the lips, the cheeks, traced my jawline with his lips, down my throat, to my collarbone, and kissed my cleavage. Then his fingertips found their way under the line of my pants and dresslet, tugging at it teasingly. He pulled down on my pants, shimmying them down my thighs, all the way down, slipping off my boots.
Then he turned and slid himself between my bare legs, smiling at me as his tongue darted out and licked my clit. I moaned and giggled, wrapping my legs around his head, as his one hand reached up to play with my breasts. The other hand played with my pussy and it wasn’t long before I was very, very wet…
He tasted me fully, playing with his tongue in between my labia and sucking hard on my clit until I rose up, nearly sitting up all the way, pulling hard on his hair, and he released it so I eased back down, my mind blown, my heart beating heavily, my body floating to the ceiling.
I spiraled into ecstasy at his touch as he inserted two fingers into my pussy, thrusting them in and out, curling them around, his eyes smiling at me, and I was clinging to his hair with one hand and gripping at the bare cabin floor boards with the other.
My breath was coming in short, euphoric gasps as he flicked his tongue back quicker and quicker across my clit and plunged his fingers in and out and then lights exploded as he opened himself up to me mentally and I could feel how much he enjoyed thrilling me and it was the most satisfying sexual emotion I had ever felt, knowing he pleasured at my pleasure, that pleasing me made him hard, and then my entire body was quivering and I was cumming into his mouth, an overflow of my pussy juices that he tasted and sucked into him and then the orgasm hit like a rocket ship and I was gasping his name and my vision blurred, the world whirring, my fingers clawing at his shoulders demanding his tongue to stop, to stop, to stop… because it was too much… too much… too much…
I gasped for breath and he shimmied up my body to kiss me, soothing back my hair, looking at me with such love in his eyes, as sparks banked off the angles of the cabin and exploded in the corners.
The Destin connection was intense. It had to be enough for him to trust me, for him to forgive me, right? If I told him?
I nuzzled into him and he brushed my hair. I would wait. I would wait a little while longer, I decided, breathing in and out the absolute pleasure of our connection.
I think I am in love with him.
He looked into my eyes and I could tell, he knew… He knew what I was thinking without even needing to read my mind.
I nuzzled into him again, blushing furiously. I would protect him. I would protect us. And that meant keeping the truth from him, just a little while longer.
He would forgive me. Because he was mine. And I was his. I really was his captive.
We are Destins.
Sixteen
llisa
It had been easy to discover what had happened to Cartari, or, at least part of the story. We had landed where his spaceship was docked, still with two weeks on the lease, and discovered that a Curan had broken out of jail by mind-controlling another prisoner and a guard. That guard had finally come back to himself in the last couple of days. The talk of the town now was the military contingent that had disappeared, only their steeds found, riderless. That military unit had been tasked to find the prisoner that the Curan had escaped with, because she was General Blatson’s new-bride-to-be, bought and paid for.
“Oh, Cartari…” I sighed
