20. Sylas

TWENTY

Aurelia's eyeswere clouded over with heat as she reached down, cupping me through my flight suit.

A groan slipped from my lips, and I nipped at her neck. "What do you think you're doing, little star?"

"I told you I'd take care of you," she whispered. "So let me."

But I shook my head. Tried to put some space between us. "You don't have to do that. Not to repay me. Taking care of you is…" I trailed off. All I've ever wanted. It was right there, on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't force it out.

"What if I want to?" She looked up at me through her lashes. And fuck, those eyes would be my undoing. Aurelia stroked my cock through the fabric of my pants, and I had to shut my eyes, clenching my teeth. It had been so long since a woman had touched me. Longer than I wanted to admit. "I want you," she breathed out.

It was a siren's song to my heart, and I couldn't say no to her. I'd never been able to. Since the very first time she'd barged into my office, demanding to keep her job, I'd always caved.

The truth was, I wanted her too badly to stop.

Running my fingers through her hair, I pulled out the elastic that secured it into a ponytail. She almost always wore her hair pulled back, but I wanted to see those reddish brown strands hanging down, to feel the strands between my fingers.

Keeping my hands tangled in her hair, I brought our lips back together, letting my tongue say the things I couldn't put into words. How much I wanted her. How beautiful she was. Our mouths were fused together, each stroke into her mouth bringing me closer to ecstasy. Kissing her was better than I could have ever imagined. Even that first kiss on the observation deck was nothing compared to this furious, sloppy, couldn't-get-enough-of-each-other kiss.

"Tell me to stop," I said, my hand fisted in her hair when we finally pulled apart. "Tell me you don't want this."

"I can't," she whimpered. Those beautiful blue and green eyes flecked with gray—like stars—looked up at me with so much emotion. "Don't stop." Her breath was low, and I brought my lips to her neck, kissing again as she let out a little breathy moan. "Please."

She didn't need to beg me.

I grabbed the zipper pull of her flight suit, dragging it down her body slowly, stopping when I reached her waistband. She shrugged out of the sleeves, leaving herself just in a black, simple bra that showed off the luscious swells of her breasts.

"Beautiful," I said, entranced. "But I need this off." I shifted our positions, spreading her out on the plush blanket before moving down her body, carefully maneuvering the pants over her wrapped ankle—one I intended to keep her off of, even if it was only a slight pain.

I told myself it was to make sure she wasn't hurting, but really, it was because I was a selfish asshole and I couldn't stop touching her. Carrying her fulfilled some primal part of me I couldn't explain, but I liked it. Turns out humans had evolved little from our caveman days.

Dropping her flight suit onto the ground beside us, I sat back, resting my bodyweight on my ankles so I could appreciate her form.

Her hair was spread out around her on the blanket, and she bit her lip as my eyes tracked down her body—like I might memorize each freckle, each curve and dip. If only I looked long enough. That plain black underwear set shouldn't have been sexy, but on her, it was.

I knew that there would never be enough time to appreciate her body, especially if this night was all we had. That was the thought that did me in. I hadn't even had her yet, and I already knew that she was going to ruin me. That there would be no going back after this. She was already in my veins, ingrained down to my very core. And I hadn't even touched her yet. Something I planned to remedy immediately.

She was so breathtakingly gorgeous, not even trying to hide her body from me. Her left shoulder was covered in little stars, a constellation all of her own. I traced my fingers over it before placing a soft kiss on her skin. "This is beautiful."

"Thank you," she whispered. "I got it for my dad. We loved looking up at the stars together."

My throat felt tight. It was the reminder of what we were doing, why we were here—stranded on a strange planet in a system worlds away from Earth.

"But I don't want to talk about him right now," Aurelia said, reaching over to undo the front clasp of her bra. "Not when I have you in front of me." She let the black cups fall open, her luscious tits spilling out, before shrugging the entire thing off and shucking it to the side.

"Fuck, baby." I leaned down, pressing a kiss to the top of each swell. My hands crept down to her waistband. "May I?"

"Such a gentleman," she grumbled, and then gave me a slight nod.

Ignoring the comment—though I planned to address it later, fully—I ran a knuckle over her slit, greedily enjoying her little gasp of air as I pressed against her clit. "You like that, don't you? Needy little thing."

"Yes," Aurelia groaned as I peeled back her underwear, sliding them torturously slow down her leg. When she was bare to me, her hands slid over her body, her eyelashes fluttering. She looked suddenly shy, and I sat up.

"What is it?" I asked, hoping I didn't do something wrong. "Is everything okay?"

But she let out a warm laugh, the sound echoing through the cave, filling my chest with warmth. "Is everything okay?" Aurelia repeated, winding her arms around my neck so she could pull me down on top of her. "More than. I was just thinking that I was supposed to be taking care of you."

A smile curved my lips. "But I like taking care of you." Wanted to take care of her in ways I'd never wanted to before, which frankly, scared the shit out of me.

I was thirty-five years old—I shouldn't be feeling like a teenager all over again over a woman. Especially not one ten years younger than me. But I couldn't help it.

Not with the girl in front of me, who gleamed like every star in the sky every time she smiled. And with the glow of the rocks illuminating her body, she looked like a goddess.

"What happened to my grumpy captain?" she teased.

"You're a brat, you know that?"

Her tongue darted out, swiping over her lower lip. "Maybe. What are you going to do about it, sir?"

Fuck, the way she said it messed with my brain. I draped my body over hers fully, pressing my erection against her opening. If I ever got her in a bed, I'd enjoy spanking her. Making her beg me for it.

But tonight was it. And something unspoken passed between us, the acknowledgment that this was all we could have.

"Sylas—"

I kissed her again, nipping on her bottom lip as I pushed my tongue into her mouth. It was sloppy, both of us losing ourselves in it as I devoured her. This time, there was no reason to hold back. No crew or ship to pull us apart.

Because down here, on this planet's surface, we weren't a captain and his pilot. There was no ten-year difference, no reason we couldn't be together. We were just Aurelia and Sylas, and I liked that more than I should. It made me hope, and I hadn't done that in years.

"Need you naked," she said when we finally pulled apart, rocking her hips to press against me deeper. "Want to feel you."

I couldn't agree more.

Climbing off of her, I moved just enough so I could get the flight suit off, shimming my pants down my hips. The tight boxer briefs I wore left nothing to the imagination.

Aurelia sat up, her eyes tracking the motion as my underwear joined the pile on the floor with my clothes, the remaining scraps of my t-shirt, and my shoes.

"Wow." Her eyes widened as she reached out, sliding a finger up my length. I shuddered at the unexpected contact. I could see her mentally puzzling out our size difference. "You're…" I felt smug as she took in my cock. "Big," she finally finished.

I'd always been confident in my male prowess, but not just because of my size.

Aurelia wasn't small, not by any means—maybe seven inches shorter than me, total—but I could rest my chin on the top of her head. And I knew I was larger than the average male.

"It'll fit," I promised, kissing her to reassure her as I cupped her breasts, thumb rubbing over her nipples. Finally, she relaxed against me, and I pulled away.

She didn't look confident, but I was patient. I knew how to put my credits where my mouth was. A smirk crossed my face, thinking about where exactly I wanted to put my mouth to use.

All in good time.

"Now…" I swatted at her bare ass. "Are you going to be a good girl for me?"

She nodded, biting her lower lip. "Yes, sir."

"Good. Now lay back, so I can get you nice and wet and ready for me."

Aurelia laughed, and I liked that. How this wasn't just sex. It was also… fun. Once she'd laid back on the blanket, I gripped her thighs, pulling them apart to bare her pretty pink pussy to me.

"Look how wet you are for me," I mused, unable to tear my eyes away from her. "Dripping."

Her giggles stopped the moment I thrust my tongue inside of her, her taste exploding on my tongue. Fuck.

"Sylas." She squirmed underneath me, my hands on her thighs the only thing keeping her pinned down. "You don't have to?—"

I peeked my head up from between her thighs. "Don't have to what? Make you come on my tongue?"

Her cheeks were bright pink, and she squeaked out a quick, "No," before burying her hands in her face.

My fingers tightened around her skin. "Tell me," I murmured, sensing there was something she was holding back from me.

"I just…" Aurelia hesitated. "You don't have to do that." She repeated her words from before. "I know most men don't like it."

"Boys, baby." I pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh, and then repeated it on the other side. "Boys don't want to go down on their women." Was that what she was to me? My woman? That possessive, caveman part of me liked that."I, on the other hand, can't get enough of you." I swirled my tongue over her clit, licking up her juices.

"Oh." She let out a little squeak as I kept her spread apart with my legs, needing my hands free to make sure she was ready for me. Teasing her clit with my thumb, I spread some of her wetness around before finally slipping a finger inside.

"Fuck," I groaned. "You're so tight." Her insides were clamping down around me, warm and wet, and I knew I wouldn't last long once I was finally inside of her. She was too much. Temptation and everything good all swirled into one.

"Don't—" She grit out the words. "—tease me."

I worked my finger in and out of her, doing just as I promised—getting her nice and wet, loosening her up for me. When I added a second finger, Aurelia's head dropped back, a light moan slipping from her lips.

She liked that. My chest filled with male pride, and I continued pumping my fingers into her, crooking them to hit just the right spot, before I bent my head back down, swirling my tongue around her clit as I fucked her with my fingers.

Her juices soaked my fingers, and I didn't stop—not even as her breaths got louder, those moans filling the entire cavern, and I could feel her tightening around my fingers, getting closer to her peak.

I wanted it. Craved it. Wanted to make her come in ways no one ever had. Wanted to treat her right, because it was increasingly obvious to me that no one had ever put her pleasure first. But I always would.

"Sylas," she moaned. "I'm so close."

"Come for me," I urged, not stopping. "Soak my fingers. I want to taste you on my lips."

I groaned, flicking my tongue against her bundle of nerves as she gushed around me. Continuing my steady rhythm even as she climaxed, I finally pulled my fingers out as her pulse evened out.

"That was—" she started, breath rough. "Wow."

I quirked an eyebrow as I popped my fingers into my mouth, licking the taste of her off my skin. "I could spend forever between these thighs and not tire of doing that," I mused.

Leaning down to kiss her, I let her taste herself on my tongue, and Aurelia wrapped her hand around my erection, pumping it as we lazily made out. Kissing had always felt like a chore before, but with her, all I wanted was to have her mouth on mine.

"Shit." I stilled her hand with mine, clenching my teeth.

"What?" She gave me an innocent expression, giving my dick a squeeze.

"I need to be inside of you," I groaned, burying my face between her breasts and kissing the spot there.

There was a cheeky grin on her face as I looked up at her, rubbing my stubble against her breast. "So what's stopping you?"

"Mmm." I pressed my nose into her neck, inhaling her scent.

I didn't want to rush this. That's what was stopping me. But I couldn't hold back, either. Not when her taste was still in my mouth, and all I could see, feel, and hear was her. My senses were completely overrun, and I never wanted to get her out.

Guiding myself to her entrance, I coated my tip with her wetness, teasing, driving her mad.

"Please," she whined.

"Wait." I groaned, desperate to be inside of her but unable to turn that nagging part of my brain off. "We don't have any protection." Even if the entire crew was on fertility blockers, not using anything was always a risk.

She seemed to grasp where I was going before I could elaborate.

"I'm all clear," Aurelia reassured me. "I had a physical before I came on the ship, and I haven't been with anyone in… awhile." Her blush crept down her throat, her whole body the loveliest shade of pink.

"I—Same." I haven't even looked at another woman since I met you. That wasn't an admission I wanted to make, though. Not when I couldn't be sure she felt the same. I cleared my throat. Physicals were standard practice—though the celibacy wasn't. "There's been no one else."

"Good." A flash of possession flashed in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Do it."

"You're sure?" I asked, poising myself at her entrance. "Because once I start, I won't be able to stop."

"Yes. Please fuck me, Sylas."

Fuck, hearing my name on her lips instead of captain or sir made me even harder, if that was possible.

I pressed the tip inside, just an inch, and watched the little "o" form on Aurelia's mouth as I pushed inside.

Part of me wanted to rut into her, to fuck her like a beast, a madman, to take her and ruin her—but I held back. Because this was about more than sex, something that was becoming all too apparent to me.

How much I wanted her, needed her.

"You feel so good," she mewled, nails digging into my back as I pushed inside of her, inch by inch.

Her eyes rolled back into the back of her head as I pulled out, pushing in farther the next time.

"Oh God," she groaned. "You're too big."

My eyes focused on the spot where I entered her. She was impossibly tight, perfectly wrapped around me. Like her insides were hugging my cock. I wasn't even all the way in yet, and I already knew I wouldn't be able to last.

Aurelia moaned as I continued to stretch her.

"Are you okay?" I asked, nipping at her neck before pressing a kiss to the soft, tender skin there. I went slow, not wanting to hurt her.

"Yes."

"Do you want me to stop?" Stilling myself inside of her, I waited for her answer.

"No." She growled the word. "If you do, I think I'll kill you."

"Think you can take the rest?" A smirk covered my lips as I slammed my hips into her. "You can," I rasped. "You can take it. Gonna bury my cock in this sweet pussy."

"Fuck." A gasp flew from her lips. "Holy shit. I've never been so full."

I had to hold myself still for a moment, squeezing my eyes shut at the pure bliss of being seated fully inside of her. Heaven—or the closest thing I'd ever come to it.

"That's it," I praised, my eyes unable to leave the spot where we were connected. "Look how well you're taking me. Every—" I snapped my hips. "Fucking—" Another thrust. "Inch."

"Yes. Yes. Yes," she cried, drawing the word out as her hips rose in time to meet mine.

"Such a good girl for me," I crooned.

And then we were both lost in it, in the unrelenting rock of my hips, in the glorious slide of her wet heat, in each other and everything and nothing. It had never been like this for me before. So good that I'd been able to forget everything else but the woman in front of me.

I felt so much, and I knew I was fucked. Because there was no way I could go back to whatever I'd experienced before this. When sex had been meaningless and boring. This was explosive. Passionate. Both of us moving in tandem as we learned the other's body. It was incredible.

Sucking her nipple into my mouth, I kept up my brutal pace until I felt Aurelia's insides contract around me, and then I followed her down into oblivion.