Chapter 15

"Mass destruction?" Layla couldn't hide her horror. She had just let herself start imagining being with Zyair without a cloud of suspicion hanging over her, and now she had to consider the possibility that a massive war might destroy his planet and his kind?

She looked up at Zyair, who hadn't said a word since Astrid communicated the news.

His face tensed, and he locked his jaw. How can he be so calm? she wondered.

"Zyair? What do you need us to do?" Layla knew there wouldn't be much, but she needed him to know this fight was not his to wage alone. As much as she could help, she would.

After a moment, he cleared his throat, still keeping his eyes locked outward. "Astrid, I need you to contact the Lorr military."

"Right away. What message would you like transmitted to them?"

"Tell them the situation using the same intel you just gave me. Tell them our location and that we will wait for them. We can discuss a strategy and lay out a battle plan. Let my father know that I'm the only one pursuing the Jorvlens." Zyair hesitated with the rest, looking at Layla.

She wondered if he was nervous about telling his father he had a human on board. If his father made him nervous, Layla was worried about what the king's effect would be on her as well.

"Sir?" Astrid asked.

"Simply say I will be awaiting him when they get here. No action will be taken until then."

"Copy that. Sending."

"So what do we do now?" Layla wasn't sure how long the military would take to mobilize and get to them. She guessed it wouldn't be too long, but waiting around doing nothing would take forever.

"We simply have to wait," Zyair responded as he squeezed her closer to him.

"I was afraid you'd say that," she mumbled. She looked around at the massive space on the ship and had an idea to pass the time. "You know, you haven't shown me the entirety of the ship yet. Like… where you sleep."

She noticed his ears perk up slightly at her suggestion. He turned his head slowly toward her, a grin spreading his lips. "You know what? You're right. Would you like to see the sleeping quarters?"

She nodded eagerly and took his hand.

"Right this way. Astrid, please notify us when the warship is close so we can prepare for boarding," Zyair called out as he led Layla to the captain's quarters.

The solid door required a passcode to enter, like most openings on the ship. He entered five digits and Layla heard the airlocks pull back as the door clicked open.

She stepped inside, prepared for a similar state-of-the-art room, much like the rest of the ship. To her surprise, it was quite modest in comparison.

There was a roomy bunk, a bathroom, and a sink, along with a desk with maps strewn across it. It was simple and looked like it was used for exactly what it was supposed to be used for. Privacy.

"I'm not in here a whole lot unless it's to think or sleep," Zyair stated, as if he sensed her thoughts.

"I like it. It's simple, so there's no distractions." She seated herself on his bed and leaned back invitingly onto her elbows. She was finally feeling better, so she wanted to take full advantage.

Zyair strode to her, a gleam in his purple eyes. It was similar to the gleam he'd had in the past but sweeter, more playful. It was more passionate and gentler than the hungry look of desire from their first sexual encounters. He sat beside her and took her head in his hands as he brought her face tenderly to his own.

She ran her hand up his thigh slowly. She pressed her lips against his and closed her eyes.

This kiss was different from the others, just as his expression was. They were slow and gentle with each other.

They had known each other for a few weeks by then, but in a way, it felt like the first time they were really together, just as themselves. They weren't the investigator and his prime suspect, or the detainee and her interrogator. They were two beings responding to the call of desire.

He kept his hand at her face. His kisses were sensual and careful. He parted her mouth with his tongue, and she let hers find his as they merged with one another.

She kept her hand on his thigh, just below his groin, but she could still feel the pull of his pants as his cock started to enlarge.

Layla didn't know she could enjoy the lingering taste and kisses of someone so much. Everything always seemed too rushed with others. Not in a bad way, but as if satisfying a starving need. This was different. It was as if she could feel Zyair's emotions and feelings for her. They matched her own, and that made her body hum with pleasure.

Layla turned her body and swung her leg over Zyair so she could straddle him. He had his back against the wall, and she pressed further into him as she slowly circled her hips, creating a slow friction between their crotches.

Zyair's lips moved from her mouth to her neck. He pressed her body tighter against his, causing her cleavage to push up against his face.

He pulled back and lifted her shirt off. Layla braced herself as she took off her pants, and Zyair followed her lead.

Once they were naked, Layla repositioned herself over him. She could feel his cock hard below her, but she was letting him feel the warmth he had created before she inserted him into her.

"You're so beautiful." He stroked one of her curls from her face.

Her heart skipped a moment, knowing he was being sincere. She wasn't used to being complimented, and she replied by kissing him again.

She slid her hand below and grabbed a hold of his cock, bringing it to the opening of her pussy and teasing him with it. He moaned low in her ear. She slid him around, getting him good and wet before popping him inside.

He groaned as he entered her. She loved feeling him. There was so much texture and thickness, and it vibrated inside her.

She lowered herself down all the way, taking him fully inside. Layla put her hands against the wall behind him and let out a soft scream as he filled her up.

Zyair's hands went to her hips, letting her guide him as she rotated against him. She started slow but then began pressing harder and going faster.

She wanted to come. She wanted to cover him in everything he made her feel.

He grabbed her hips more forcefully now and started to slowly lift her up and down.

"Ugh, yes, baby. Take that all the way." His husky voice thrilled her even more. He was turned on by her, and, in turn, that turned her on.

"Give it to me, just like that," she prodded. She moved her hands from the wall to his horns and held on as she slammed herself against his cock over and over.

His moans increased with hers. Squeals started forming as she reached the edge, unable to contain herself.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She felt everything right on the verge and then suddenly, waves of ecstasy came crashing over her.

She vibrated and tingled as she convulsed against him. She could hear her release splashing against him as he thrust one, two, three more times and then, splash. It felt like his cum shot through her all the way into her chest.

She was warm and vibrating from him and from herself.

They slowed their pace but kept rhythmically moving against each other, holding on as lovers do.

Zyair kissed her neck and collarbone as she purred into his ear. "Mmmm."

The sex was good, but this had been a change for her. She knew she was feeling something more for him.

In this moment, she felt completely bonded to the alien prince.