They left Aria to her cupcakes and made their way to the elevator. The sim-pods were one of the true luxuries to be found on the Malora, allowing the crew to spend their off-duty time relaxing or even training in a variety of sims.
“This one will work, It’s the largest one. Dante uses it for hand-to-hand training sometimes.”
He handed his tray to Nyx, then stole a quick kiss. Her lips were sweet and slightly sticky, and she tasted of chocolate.
“You ate one already?”
“It was delicious. If you don’t hurry, I’m going to eat another one while we stand here.”
The idea of her licking the frosting off a cupcake without using her hands had him scrambling to get the program started.
He scrolled through several options and found one that sounded perfect. “Computer, run program – Private bathing suite – romantic subroutine.”
“Romantic sub-routine? On a military vessel?” Nyx asked.
“Over the years we’ve added our own programs. I don’t know who added that one, and honestly, I don’t want to think about it too much. Let’s just enjoy it.”
“You’ll kill for them, die for them, but you don’t want to think about them having sex?”
“Exactly.”
“Your program is running. You may now enter, Ensign Erben,” the computer informed them as the door slid open to reveal a palatial bathing chamber.
“Now this is perfect.” He took one of the trays from Nyx and stepped inside. Fragrant steam drifted in the air, carrying a subtle blend of soft spices and warm wax as it dripped from the dozens of white candles that lit the room. The floor and walls were white marble shot through with ribbons of dark green. And thick towels in the same colors were stacked on benches that lined the walls. Most of the room was taken up by a pool of slowly swirling water. It was the source of the steam that filled the room.
“Computer, add a low table to one side of the pool suitable for serving food and beverages while the occupants bathe.”
A marble table appeared exactly as specified, and he set first his tray, then Nyx’s. By the time he straightened, she was unlacing her boots.
“None of this is real?” She asked.
“It’s real enough, but only when the projectors are on. It’s all holographic. Don’t ask me to explain it, because I have no idea how it works. The only things real in here are you, me, and the items we brought in with us.”
“Which explains the food.” She kicked off her boots, then growled in frustration as she tried to free herself from the body-hugging armor.
“There’s a knack to it.” He moved to her side and showed her the order to undo the fastenings. She watched, and instead of taking over, she started undoing his armor the same way.
He undressed her quickly, shrugging out of his own gear without a care for where it fell. He had planned for them to eat first, but that plan went up in flames the second he caught a glimpse of bare shoulders and soft skin. It felt like an eternity since he’d held her last, and he’d feared he’d never get to hold her again.
He was hard and aching by the time she got his pants off, and the vision she made as she knelt at his feet, helping him step out of his clothes, was enough to make his cock throb.
She flashed him a wicked little smile as she leaned in and feathered several kisses to the crown of his shaft.
“You keep doing that and we might never get to use that pool,” he warned her.
“Why can’t we do both?” She rose to her feet with a predator’s grace and took him by the hand. She led him to the stairs leading into the pool and then down into the water, every step she took hiding more of her beautiful body beneath the water.
When he reached the third step, she placed a hand on his chest and pushed lightly. “Sit. I have a plan.”
“Am I going to like this plan?”
She nodded. “Sit.”
Veth, he loved it when she got like this, and she knew it, too. He sat on the top stair, the hot water lapping at his thighs. She moved between his legs and settled on one of the lower stairs and leaned down to take his cock into her mouth, her fingers firmly gripping his shaft.
“Fraxx, that’s good.” He laid a hand gently on the back of her head and closed his eyes, letting the heat of her mouth and the touch of her hands banish any other thoughts.
She swiped her tongue down the underside of his cock to where her fingers held him, then worked her way back up with feathery kisses that were too light to do anything but tease. By the time she reached his crown again he was arching off the stairs. She laughed as she took him deep into her mouth, the vibration of it nearly making him cum on the spot.
He groaned her name and she drew him in deeper, all the way to the back of her throat, her cheeks hollowing with the suction as she took him to the edge of his control.
“No more of that or you’re going to break me.”
She lifted her head and laughed. “I thought that was the point?”
“But not yet. First, I get to break you.” He tugged her into his arms and kissed her, her warm, wet curves pressing against him, tempting him to tug her onto his lap and take her right there on the stairs. Next time.
Now he knew there would be a next time. If the universe was kind, they’d have years of next times. He liked that idea.
She loved the way he kissed her with all his focus, like she was the only star in his orbit. She rubbed her wet body against his, feeling the warmth and strength of him as he claimed his mouth with a singled minded fervor that set her blood ablaze.
She knew he planned to make her come before he fucked her, but she didn’t want to wait. She twined her arms around his neck and drew him down the stairs, until he was seated low enough in the water she could sit in his lap without leaving the comfort of the pool.
“This is not what I had in mind,” he stated, amusement and desire deepening his voice to a sexy rumble that turned her mind to mush.
“Play later. Love me now.” She kissed him again. “Please?”
He cupped her face in his hands and gazed into her eyes, his own burning with something far deeper than need. “You never have to ask me to love you, starshine.”
She shivered slightly as the weight of his words settled around her, wrapping her in warmth and light. “I love you, too. I didn’t know I could feel like this.”
He reached between them to press a hand to her chest, over her heart. “You’re not a machine, Nyx. Nor a tool, or a possession. You’re a woman.” He kissed her softly. “My woman.”
“And you’re my lunatic.”
“Always,” he whispered.
He kissed his way from her lips to her throat and she leaned back to let him roam farther, until his mouth was on her breasts, nibbling and sucking on them until she was quivering with need. She knelt facing him, her legs spanning his thighs, her pussy brushing against his cock with every move they made.
He slid a hand between them, his clever fingers seeking out her clit, making her shudder and grind herself against his hand. The warm water was like a gentle caress across her skin, heightening every decadent sensation until she was drunk with desire. He would have continued pleasuring her until she came, but she didn’t want to wait. She needed him, all of him, now.