Page 14 of Stone Awakened

“I believe I can set a fake node to grant us access from in here,” the AI said, “I started building it now.” I was flooded with relief at the announcement. A solution, a way out, how long until they got here? When would Sunder and I have to sneak ourselves and the boys onto the landing strip? The prospect of taking two kids and sneaking them past a ton of guards… I was pretty sure Jett could be quiet but Amar? He was too young to understand.

“That sounds perfect Akri. Kitan what’s the ETA? We’ll plan accordingly,” Sunder responded, his hand returning to the console to fly across the screen as he checked whatever this AI had done. “We might not be able to avoid a scuffle, they’ll realize the Vagabond isn’t supposed to be here the moment you land her.”

There was a rowdy amount of laughter in response, “What do you think Da’vi has been up to all month? We’ll be armed and ready,” the first voice said in his thick, growly accent. He added, “Chloe says ETA is two days, be ready. We’ll contact you directly when we’re coming in for that landing.”

Two days, that was so quick! I was suddenly rushed with nerves, were we going to be ready? Would we have a way out of the palace by then? Sunder couldn’t fly all of us out in one go, but maybe he could take the boys? Or could Jett fly on his own? I wasn’t sure if he had learned to fly yet with those gangly wings of his.

Elation also swept through me, two days? That was amazing news, the thought that soon we’d be out of here, that I could go on to live life with Amar somewhere safe? I tried not to think about my extreme lack of a plan, but I hoped that Sunder and his crew would be able to take us somewhere. All my meager credits had gone into buying these fake credentials that had gotten me in here, it was going to be tough to start a new life.

I felt a pang of sadness, a sense of urgency falling over me too. In just a short while, Sunder and I might be parting ways. Just when I was starting to rely on his solid presence, his wry sense of humor, and the protective way he always cupped my shoulders with one of his wings.

Soon, Sunder had said goodbye to his friends and was unplugging his com device from the cable I’d unearthed for him. We were about to leave our Trojan horse, so to speak, set up inside the software of this tower. The responsible part of me wanted to go back to the kids and kick untrustworthy Uron from my room. A bigger part of me, the impulsive part, wanted to claim a little more time with my winged guard.

Wrapping my arms around his stony neck, I rose on tiptoe as soon as he froze, his gray eyes locking onto mine. “Aggy, what are you doing?” he said softly, and I stifled a laugh, tugging on his brawny neck to get myself closer. His eyes fluttered shut, his warm breath brushing across my skin as our mouths connected.

He groaned, a deep rumble in his throat, his chest vibrating against mine. Then my rational, planner of a man lost himself, finally. Yanking me up in his arms, he dumped my butt on top of the console, pressing his hips between my legs. His hands seemed to be everywhere, roaming across my back, my shoulders, and my belly, all the while holding me as close to him as he possibly could. His mouth devouring mine, tongue slicking into my mouth in an eager mimicry of sex.

His hips were pressed tightly between my legs, and despite layers of clothing and leather, I felt the heat of his erection burn against my core. Yes, more of that. I was shameless as I ground myself against that heated bar.

I held his head against my mouth, licking along one of his tusks. I dug my fingers into the back of his skull, the rough, stony texture of his skin abrasive and so sexy. I followed the crown of horns that sat atop his head, feeling the smooth obsidian surface beneath my fingertips.

Despite how fiercely he was reciprocating this kiss, I didn’t expect him to pull on my shirt, didn’t think he’d take it further. I was braced for another round of rejection, thinking that I had to enjoy this intense moment, bask in it, until he was going to come abruptly to his senses and pull away.

Except, in moments, this went from heated kissing, and the heavy grind of his erection against my core, to a rapid flurry of undressing. His hands yanked my sweater and sleep shirt over my head, then I was in his arms and he was pulling my worn leggings down my hips. As soon as my ass was bared, heated skin met cool metal when he sat me down.

I slid my hands over his chest, wanting to get to his belt so I could return the favor. Sunder had different plans, he grabbed my hands in one of his big paws, holding them tightly so I couldn’t touch him. “Okay there my Fire?” he growled out, his gray eyes shining with desire. I made a disbelieving sound in the back of my throat, curling my heels around his hips to try and pull him closer. He laughed, unmovable as rock, hard as a rock too, if the big tent he was pitching was any indication.

He didn’t seem to need further urging, shrugging free from my legs and dropping to his knees, reversing our position from earlier. Finally, he let go of my wrists, his hands cupping my legs and spreading them wide. Eyes devouring my private places with a focus I had never experienced before.

“Sunder, what…” I started to say, but my question was quickly answered when he bent close, warm breath skating over the sensitive skin of my thighs. His tongue lapped gently at my folds, locating my clit in record time so that he could tease me to orgasm. A big finger swirled around my opening, then pressed inside and the rough texture, the heat, it was just the kind of friction I needed. I exploded against his face, shouting out his name, digging my heels into the joints of his wings. I was pretty sure I’d clamped my thighs around his face so strongly that he couldn’t breathe.

Chapter 10

Sunder

Aggy tasted like fire, a sweet, spicy tang that I could lap at for hours if she’d let me. I loved how fierce she was, how eager. I loved it even more how she’d howled out my name at the height of her pleasure. Her soft, milky thighs pressed into my face, holding me close, the way she’d eagerly pressed herself against my tongue. It was perfect.

Of course, my female wasn’t going to let me get away from her. As soon as I pulled back, licking at my lips to get all of her taste, she was struggling to get off the edge of the console. I caught her by the shoulders when she tumbled off it, her flimsy pants still tangled around her ankles, just above her boots. “Where are you going my Fire?” I asked her, my eyes lingering on the pale globes of her breasts, tipped with dark brown nipples. I had taken off her shirt, but I hadn’t had time yet to worship those pretty curves of hers.

Sliding my hands down her soft skin, I went to cup her waist, intending to lift her back on that console so I could touch her breasts, maybe lick her to orgasm a second time. “No,” she said firmly, startling me. Now she was calling a halt to this? “My turn,” she added, and her fingers found the buckle of my belt. My belly tightened with heat, flashing back to when she’d been on her knees looking for that wire only a short while ago.

With the sexiest smile she shimmied to her knees, and the reality was much better than the memory. I groaned out loud, my fingers sliding into her hair, cupping her head, “So fucking hot.” She finished with my belt, and with a rush, my kilt and loincloth dropped all at once, pooling around my ankles. Her eyes were no longer on my face, fastening themselves on my rigid cock, already eagerly straining towards her face.

“Are you sure, my Fire?” I asked her, this wasn’t the most romantic place, and she didn’t have to reciprocate if she didn’t want to. Her eyes rolled back in this cheeky look, meeting mine as if to say, shut up. I bit my lip and then I groaned when she lapped at the tip of my cock with her pink little tongue. So soft, so warm. My fingers clenched in her hair, and while I struggled to hold still, the urge to thrust deep into that warm wet mouth was strong.

Humming, she sucked me into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked me deep. I groaned, my balls tightening with the urge to come. I hadn’t had a female touch me like this in so long that I wasn’t sure if I was going to embarrass myself in a moment or not. More importantly, I wanted this to last, I wanted to remember this moment forever.

The pressure was just right, her mouth so soft and warm, as she bobbed up and down my length I was amazed at how much she could take of me. Her lips rubbed over each bump and ridge along the sides. Then our eyes met, and I realized how much she loved doing this for me, that was all it took. My orgasm struck, my seed rushing up my cock, I tried briefly to warn her, but she didn’t seem to care. Sucking down each little drop as if she’d been craving just that for a long time.

I yanked her to her feet when she released me, tucking her tightly into my arms, my wings curving around her to hold her in a safe little cocoon. I didn’t dare tell her that was a custom usually reserved for mated couples, I needed that closeness right now. “Thank you, Aggy. That was amazing.”

My spine was still zinging from the pleasure, my body relaxing, tension dropping away from me that I hadn’t realized I had been carrying. Aggy was a balm to my soul, and tonight had proved that we could work together. Maybe we weren’t so different after all, maybe we could work this out, after.

“This is nice,” she murmured, tucking her head beneath my chin, her arms wrapping around my chest. It was nice and I would have liked to curl up with her on a bed, just hold her for a while, maybe even drift off to sleep. We were in what was essentially enemy territory though, and if anyone caught us here, we would be in deep trouble.

With regret, the two of us got dressed, but I didn’t hide the fact that I kept looking at her body. The curve of her ass was hot, I regretted not touching those soft curves when I had the chance. It definitely, required a rematch later, the question was, would I allow myself another distraction like this before my brothers showed up, or would I save it for after?

I was contemplating my options, planning out what I would do to her when I next had her naked and in a bed. A sound intruded on our private hideout inside the tower, my hand darting to the handle of the large blade on my belt. Someone, or something, was out there. “Close the console back up, Aggy,” I whispered, nudging her towards the mess of cables dangling from below the surface that I’d had her naked on not too long ago.