Page 30 of Logic Broken

“Shields are up. Route corrected,” the ship’s computer announced in a gentle, feminine voice. My body shook, just like his, in relief when I heard that; Akri had done it! He’d broken the code. I cheered out loud. We were going to make it! I knew he wouldn’t fail with this much at stake.

I expected him to be smiling too, to unhook that cable and cheer with me. He wasn’t doing any of those things, his body was still shaking but now it looked far more like a seizure than tension from concentrating so hard. His eyes were glowing with light, staring vacantly at the ceiling, and his jaw was clenched up tight, the muscles in his neck standing out in sharp ridges.

“No… Akri!?” I reached over to shake his shoulder and my fingers tingled as if I got zapped by electricity. I didn’t know what to do or what was happening to him. Was it safe to jerk that cable from his tentacle? Would that stop this? Or would I risk trapping him in the Dart’s ship computers if I did that?

Grabbing him by the shoulders, my hand palms tingled so badly it was on the edge of pain; I ignored it. “Akri! Listen to me, right now! Get back here, you did it, we are safe! Now return, damn it! Please…” There was no response and he was clenching his jaw so hard that I feared he’d break his teeth. This was my fault, I had asked something too big of him. This yawning abyss loomed over my head, threatening to swallow me too. I didn’t want to face a future without him in it; it wouldn’t be right. I had survived much and thrived despite all that had been thrown my way, but this? Surviving without him? No, I couldn’t do that.

“You promised me we’d get married…” I whispered, “I can’t do this without you.” Leaning close, I pressed my mouth against his strained lips, my breathing shuddering out of me. I hadn’t cried once since I’d been abducted from Earth, but big fat tears were rolling down my cheeks now. Sobs wrenching from my chest. No, not Akri, I couldn’t lose him too.

I’d have to try pulling the cable and hope for the best. This couldn’t go on like this, he was suffering, he didn’t deserve that. Reaching up, I stroked my hand along his Liades until I reached the tip. My fingers touched the shimmering cable, and I nearly jerked them back when the tingling turned into an outright shock. “Oh…” I moaned but I closed my fist, ignoring the pain.

The pain disappeared before I had even started pulling and Akri’s body stopped shaking immediately. Not daring to hope, I shifted my eyes to look at his face and was startled to see his eyes open but not glowing. Just that normal starry sky appearance of black velvet dotted with pinpricks of white.

“Are you hurt?” Akri said, and his voice was like magic to my ears. I pressed one hand over my mouth to muffle another sob, this one of relief, and then I threw myself into his arms, my hands slipping around his neck to hold him tight.

“You’re back! I thought I’d lost you!” I cried. Emotions I didn’t know could be this powerful filled me, relief, shock, and so much fear to resolve. I wanted to pet him all over, so I did, my hands gliding along the bare skin of his chest, and under the leather of his long coat. He was no longer tense, he didn’t make my hands tingle, and he actually laughed when I brushed my fingers along his ribs as if it tickled him.

“I am fine. I’d never leave you, my Jenny,” Akri assured me. He was petting me too, his hands running along my back, his thighs shifting so he could pull me into his lap. He was really back, and he didn’t even seem injured. “I promised you a wedding and a wedding you shall have.”

My laugh sounded shaky and a little wet from the tears. “Yes, soon,” I said, and then I reached up and kissed him. “But I’m never asking you to do something like that again! That was definitely too much adventure, even for me.” I never wanted to see him experience that kind of pain, that kind of distress again. He was acting as if nothing had happened, but that must have been horrible for him, even more horrible than it had been to watch it happen.

“Affirmative,” Akri husked against my lips, “No more code-breaking for me. But you were right, I could do it. I did it, and now we are all safe.” I kissed him as he spoke, making his words sound muffled against my mouth. Then I nibbled along his jawline and pulled one of his Liades down so I could kiss that too, stroking him along the satiny soft skin. He moaned when I nibbled on the tip, swirling my tongue around it, heat shocking me when it moved, seeking out my mouth.

“Get naked, Jenny. I wish to feel all of you,” Akri demanded, his hands had me by the hips, lifting me to my feet and I stumbled, my legs a little weak. He was up immediately, righting me before I could fall. I knew I’d been playing with fire when I kissed his Liades the way I had, but I wasn’t expecting this.

We had to get off this ship, meet his friends, and he wanted to have sex with me right now? He kissed me fiercely, “Stop thinking. We survived, we need to seize the moment. Isn’t that your philosophy?” Well, when he put it like that, who was I to say no?

He shucked his long leather duster and I yanked my shirt over my head, followed by my bra. That second task became much more difficult than it should when his Liades kept trying to cop a feel before I’d gotten the thing off. I laughed, still shaken up by the near-death experience followed by his even more extreme near-death. Yes, he was right, this was exactly what we needed to feel alive, to celebrate our survival against all odds.

“Akri, let me get my pants off first.” I was trying to yank down the fabric over my hips but he had stopped undressing and was following the example of his tentacles. Calloused palms slid over my sides, down over my hips, and into my pants to cup my ass. I went on tiptoe when he squeezed with both hands and pressed me into his body. The heat of his erection seared into my bare stomach, the hard bar still trapped in his pants.

“Hurry,” he panted, and it was exciting to realize just how eager he was for this, how little he was using his rational brain to plot out what he wanted to do. He was touching me everywhere with his hands and his tentacles, grinding his cock into my belly. I tried to get to his belt buckle but I found myself pushed back the moment I tried. A tentacle wrapped around each wrist to shackle me in place. I froze, panting, desire heating my blood while I watched what he was about to do next. I loved this wild side of him.

With one arm he swiped everything off the small desk in the room, causing it to crash to the floor in a chaotic mess. Letting go of my ass, he pushed until my pants were down my hips, hanging somewhere around my knees. Yanking on his belt buckle, he opened his pants just enough to free his cock, pumping a fist around the turgid length. A drop of glistening precum beaded at the tip where the trailing little tendril curled and writhed.

He had me by my thighs, lifting me onto the edge of the table until I perched there. Pulling me close, I felt the wet tip slide across my belly. With a foot, I managed to push my pants off one leg, enough so I could finally lift one to curl around his hip. It was all the invitation he needed. I was pushed over, my back pressed against the cold desk, arms pinned by his tentacles. Cradled by his hands on my ass, that thinner tendril was curling through my folds, stroking along my clit. I moaned, tossing my head back and watching what he was doing through hooded eyes.

I loved how the bright markings on his face turned darker when he was turned on, and I loved how his eyes sparkled. He was staring down at my folds, at the way the slender tip of his cock was moving through them, coating him with wetness. It was the first time he lost some of that urgent, impulsiveness but that didn’t last long.

Done staring, he shifted my hips, canting them back so he could align the thicker head of his cock with my opening. I felt the little tendril wiggle into me, moving easily into my narrow passage when his cock head could not. “You are mine, Jenny. My mate! And I will always protect you,” Akri vowed.

A shift of his hips and his cock slid into me, the head lodging just past my opening. He grunted and I groaned, my body burning as it stretched to accommodate. I might have had him before, but he was still big and it took me a moment to relax around him. As soon as he felt my resistance ease, he pulled back and pushed back in, my body jolting from the force. Inside me, I felt the tendril curl back and tickle along my G-spot and wetness rushed from my body, easing the way.

With a few more thrusts from his hips, he was embedded to the root and I felt each brush of his tendril, each veined ridge of his cock. He was pumping out heat like a furnace, taking away the slight chill in the air. Pinned to the desk, my hands still kept above my head by his tentacles, all I could do was hang on for the ride and lock my legs around his hips.

Lifting my face to his, he got the message and his mouth covered mine, our tongues mimicking the way he pumped his cock between my legs. I was climbing that sharp incline to pleasure at a rapid pace, my body winding tighter and tighter around his thick member. Each slap of our flesh together eliciting a breathy moan.

I came with a shout, his name on my lips when he shifted a hand and I felt a finger brush along the crack of my ass. I didn’t know I liked being touched there, but my orgasm crashing through me certainly proved it. I knew that Akri had noticed, and he wouldn’t forget it either.

His mouth was opened into what was almost a snarl, a deep groan rumbling from his chest. A few more thrusts from his cock and I felt the little pinch as his tendril latched. His seed bathed my insides, hot and sticky. He leaned forward, his head coming to rest on my shoulder. His Liades finally released my wrists, gently sliding along my arm before curling around the back of my neck and head in an embrace.

I held him to me, basking in the closeness I felt to him, how connected we were. I loved this guy, every inch of him, from his amazing mind to his crazy sexy body. Somehow, he thought my weirdness matched his and he loved me back, that was well worth a journey through time and space in my book.

“I believe it is time to reunite with my friends, are you ready?” Akri asked, amusement tinging his voice. Am I ready? He had me pinned to a desk with his cock. I needed a moment. Slapping his shoulder with a laugh, we broke up the embrace. He pulled me back so he could kiss me again, “You’ll like them and they’ll love you.” Dipping down, he helped me get back into my pants, and I didn’t miss the possessive glint in his eyes either when he made sure to smooth my shirt over my chest. The behavior had my belly flutter and my nerves settle.

Vagabond

Jakar