Shared Bliss and Happiness

The rear deck airlock to the Tachy slid open.

To reveal the stunning woman standing on his step, framed by the clear lilac skies of LeCythi's early morning.

Xion's eyes raked over her.

He took his sweet time.

All he could think about was how her eyes glinted with vivacity, how the scent of her hair aroused him, and how her skin was so soft beneath his touch.

She, in turn, met his gaze with a steady calm that belied the pulse beating at an erratic rhythm on her neck.

He tamped down the urge to lean it, bend into it, lick that spot, nip it raw.

With a suck of his teeth, he turned on his heel and tracked inside his craft.

She followed.

He needed a moment to collect his thoughts before he faced her.

Climbing to the bridge, he stood for a beat, looking out at the view screen, taking a few additional moments to process the emotions swirling around him.

Without warning, a tingling sensation washed over his entire body.

His metanoids sparked, and his heightened intuition kicked in.

A flurry of images flooded his mind like when he'd met her.

He saw them together, surrounded by family in a beautiful, warm home filled with laughter and love.

It was so vivid that it was like a glimpse into a parallel universe, a life full of shared bliss and happiness.

The sensation was so intense that his heartbeat pulsated in sync with the prescient vision.

At that moment, he perceived beyond any doubt that this bond between Katya and himself was real; it was wild and fokkin' freakish - and he wanted all of it.

With a heavy breath, he turned around, facing her.

He found her eyes locked on him, mouth soft, eyes wary.

He broke.

With a surge of his thick thighs, he stepped forward, snaked a hand to her neck and latched onto her hair, pulling her face up.

His hold was forceful, unwavering.

Her body quivered against his, her eyes misting even as his heat washed over her.

Without a word, he bent his head and did what he'd longed to do for days.

He kissed her.

This was no gentle embrace.

This was raw hunger, a passionate and wild release of the tension, the longing, and the pent-up emotions building between them.

He enmeshed their mouths with a fierce intensity, his tongue dancing with hers, his hands cupping her face, his fingers knotting into her hair.

She responded with equal fervour, gripping his neck, dragging him closer, and deepening the kiss.

As they clutched to each other, the world around them faded away. Only the two of them existed, lost in a whirlwind of passion and desire.

Xion's arms wrapped around her, pulling her near, his stroke sliding down her back, moulding her to himself.

His lips trailed down her nape, leaving a fire trail in their wake.

As their mouths parted, she gazed up at him, her eyes dilated and glassy, her breath ragged. She searched for words, but none came.

Tears glittered in her eyes as if she had found solace in this moment of surrender.

He cupped her face, thumbs brushing away the moisture that had escaped.

‘I've missed you,' he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

She leaned into his touch, her eyes a silent plea for forgiveness mingled with the pain of her betrayal. ‘I'm so sorry for everything, Xion. I'm willing to do whatever I need to show you my sincerity.'

‘Are you grovelling?' he rasped.

She huffed. ‘Naam, not very well, but I mean every word.'

‘Show me how much,' he growled.

His pent-up desire welled once more, and their mouths crashed against one another once more, their tongues twining together in a desperate dance; Katya moaned into his mouth.

Her hands gripped his shoulders, her fingers digging into the muscles that had hardened like iron from years of street fighting and kapo battles.

Xion's hands roamed her body, caressing her curves and tracing the delicate lines of her collarbone. Her heart raced under his palm, echoing the pounding of his own.

He tore his lips from hers.

‘Mirage, some privacy,' he growled.

A soft ping sounded of the AI receding into the system as the hush of the bridge settled on them like a shroud.

Lifting Katya in his arms, he walked backwards to the divan.

A neural command set it into movement, unfurling to reveal a king-size bed.

With a swift and fluid motion, Xion laid Katya down on the plush bedding, his eyes never leaving hers.

The air crackled between them, thick with unspoken words and suppressed desires. He hovered over her, his body a mere breath away, their gazes locked in an intense struggle of wills.

In that charged moment, time stood still.

Every heartbeat echoed in the silence of the Tachy; each inhale they took, a sigh that reached beyond its walls into the vast ionised and highly charged atmosphere around them.

Without breaking eye contact, Xion spoke in a voice husky with longing and restraint, ‘You have no idea what you do to me, woman.'

She gazed back at him, her halo gems pulsing as she replied, ‘I think I do.'

Her fingers trailed along his jawline, sending shivers down his spine. The electric sensation ignited a fire within him that threatened to consume all reason.

With a primal growl, Xion captured her lips in a searing kiss, his hands roaming all over her with a hunger that matched the blazing intensity of their union.

Katya responded, arching towards his touch, every nerve ending coming alive under his caress.

In a frenzied dance of need, lips melded, moving, licking, devouring one another, Xion shed his clothes, then hers.

‘Fokk, I crave you so bad,' he growled, palming his cock.

She took over, stroking his length, and he hissed, throwing his head back at the pleasure.

He returned the favour moments later, lifting one thigh over his while they stood by the divan.

He dropped a quick kiss on her inner thigh, then slid a hand down her dampness, gathering her juices and bringing them to his mouth.

Her breath hitched, and she whimpered.

He took a moment to savour before he locked up at eyes with her own, which were dark and hungry, mirroring his wild desire.

Without breaking her gaze, he sank his fingers inside her, curling them to find that sweet spot within her as she bucked her hips into his heated touch.

His thumb found her clit, and he rubbed it in circles, making her writhe beneath his stroke.

Her pelvis surged into his hand, and she cried out his name.

He smiled wickedly, using his other hand to stroke himself as he continued to pleasure her with his digits and mouth.

She climaxed hard, her body shuddering against him.

He smirked, then stood up, his cock seeping and throbbing with need.

He bent over and positioned his member at her entrance, his eyes never leaving hers.

Katya's eyes widened as the tip of his erection pressed into her wet, flowing juncture.

Xion paused, his breath coming in ragged gasps, fighting to be gentle despite his longing to take her in one deep lunge.

Her pulse raced, her heart pounding, the sounds of their lovemaking echoing in the silence of the bridge.

Rubbing the head of his cock around her clit in maddening, heated circles, he raised a brow as his eyes searched her own, reading the raw emotions that flickered across her face.

He wanted to make sure she was okay, and this was what she craved.

‘Naam,' she groaned. ‘More Xion, I need more, all of you. Now.'

He gripped her hips, his thumbs caressing the smooth skin, his eyes locked onto her as he pushed into her, taking his time.

He leaned in as he did. ‘Let me make this last for you, khaliya. Allow me to undo you and leave you senseless for a long time time.'

The air shifted around the Rider.

Katya gasped as a vibration built up from his cock as he slid into her hot, wet depths.

‘What are you doing?' she moaned. ‘How?'

It was like he was slicking in and out of her at high speed.

‘It's magic, baby,' he grated.

‘I want more,' she breathed, the pleasure unlike anything she'd ever experienced.

Her eyes were dilated with surprise and wanton desire as he worked at such rapidity she shook, convulsing beneath him.

He moved in and out of her with preternatural velocity, his thrusts deep and unrelenting.

She sobbed out his name, arching her back towards his, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she was taken to heights she'd never experienced.

The room was filled with the sound of their primal passion. Their bodies slapped together with each plunge, their moans filling the air with a symphony of lust and longing.

The fire between them grew hotter, burning away all inhibitions and restraints, leaving only raw desire and need.

Xion's body was a blur as he moved inside her, his face contorted in a mask of pure animalistic hunger. Her walls gripped his cock with a vice-like hold, responding to his every touch, her whimpers growing louder with each passing second.

Each thrust fueled the fire that raged over them, her cries echoing off the ceiling of the Tachy.

One hand tightened on her hips, lifting her to meet him, their bodies moving in an erotic dance that left them both breathless.

The other reached for her tit, which he bent over to suckle long and hard, pulling her bud of heated nerves to the roof of his mouth.

She screamed, tightening on him, her desire growing as she climbed towards the peak of her passion.

Their bodies were slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in unison as they moved together in a frenzy of pure, unadulterated lust.

Xion's eyes never left hers, his face a mask of intensity as he pushed deeper into her. Her muscles clenched around his vibrating length like a vice, gripping his cock so hard that he roared with pleasure and nearly passed out.

‘Katya,' he growled,' Come for me now.'

At his command, she combusted, and the gems above her brow burst into full brilliance.

Panting, he held her gaze, his meta-eyes a flashing mocha jade mirroring the blaze of their passion.

Her eyes locked onto his, filled with a raw intensity that matched his own.

‘Keep coming,' Xion demanded, his thrusts becoming sharper, more brutal, his entire being a living torrent of lust.

Her response was immediate, shaking with the force of her orgasm that rolled on and on, unabating. She cried out his name, the sound echoing in the void of the Tachy.

She trembled beneath him, fingers clawing, leaving marks that would be a testament to the ferocity of their lovemaking.

Her pussy clenched and squeezed his cock, milking him with a pulsing rhythm that threatened to send him over the edge.

Her body shuddered with the intensity of her climax, her nails digging into his back as she screamed his name.

With a roar, he thrust into her one final time, the intensity of his orgasm sending shockwaves through him.

Her legs wrapped around him, clasping his waist, pulling him closer as he filled her.

The sensation was indescribable, an incandescent pleasure that intertwined and became one.

Xion's mouth found hers again, their lips parting and tongues mingling in a frenzy of movement that matched their bodies.

It took a long, few moments before their hips stopped slicking against each other, and their breaths began to even out.

He lay on top of her, still inside her, his body drenched in sweat as his pulse rate slowed down. The fire between them had dimmed, leaving sated exhaustion and aftershocks thrumming through them.

Xion pulled out of her, his heart pounding in his chest as he gazed down at her, their eyes locked together. She was beautiful beyond measure, her limbs spent and glowing with the aftermath of their lovemaking.

Her legs shook as she collapsed onto the bed, her skin glistening with perspiration.

He tagged the moisture sparkling in her eyes, bent over, and kissed the corner of her small indent at her temple, then each gem on her brow halo with profound tenderness.

It took many more minutes before he untangled himself from her, smirking at her moan of protest.

Knifing upright, he tracked to the head, lifted a heated towel from a pile he kept handy and returned to clean her.

On his way back, he grabbed a thick, warm velvet blanket from a shelved compartment and settled it over her.

He climbed back onto the divan, crawling towards her until he hovered over her, sliding behind her and pulling her to his chest.

Her eyes widened as the head of his cock pushed against her, his erection still hard and throbbing with need.

Xion gazed into her eyes, his pupils dilated. ‘I'll give you a minute, then, khaliya, it's back on this exceptional ride again.'