Transmission Lost (60 page)

As she kissed him, Jack put his hand on her thigh and rubbed it firmly. He put his tongue out and she parted her lips, letting him slip it inside and touching it to her own. He felt her furred palm press against the small of his back, and she pulled him closer to her as her tail curled up in front of him and coiled around his legs. She usually got in a frisky mood after a training session, but tonight she seemed particularly so. Perhaps it was because he'd done especially well this evening, or maybe it was just because the workout facility was much more deserted than usual. Nobody was around, and other than the subtle sounds of their kiss and Aria's purr, the room was quiet.

“Sneaky?” Jack asked, once his mouth was free. “Nah...Not me. I was just making small talk. I just happened to be lucky that it threw you off your game.” He rubbed one hand up Aria's side, teasing his fingers through her black fur. Jack would never have said it to her face, because he knew she was self-conscious about it already, but he missed the vibrant orange of her natural coloring. He hoped that eventually, when her assignment with the Royal Guards was over, he'd be able to see it again.

“Lies,” Aria purred, and she rubbed her cheek against the top of his head possessively. She touched a finger to his knee, dragging it up his thigh until it rested lightly against the crotch of his pants. Jack let out a low groan as he responded to her feather touch. Aria cooed in approval, whispering into his ear.
“Ha're ke sala me...”

Jack's face warmed at her words. His understanding of Ailian had vastly improved since he'd first met Aria, and what she'd just said to him had been a succinctly descriptive explanation of what she wished him to do to her. “I don't know if that's a good idea,” he said, even though he was really thinking the exact opposite. “Someone could walk in any time.”

“Is exciting, yes?” Aria said, her voice a low, throaty growl. “Make it...nicer.” She cupped her whole hand around his groin and squeezed him firmly. His hips jerked forward against her, and she laughed softly. “Oh, yes. Much nicer.”

Aria took her hand away and grabbed for the waistband of his pants, her deft fingers untying the strings that held them tight around his hips. He could see the eagerness in the way that she moved, the way that she seemed desperate to get him where she wanted him. Jack let her drag his pants down, lifting up his body so that she could get them past his rump. As they got down to the tops of his thighs, the human kept his eyes on the Ailian's face. Aria was looking down at his lap, and he saw her tongue flick out at her thin black lips.

“Damn, Aria,” he hissed. “How can you be so eager and so teasing at the same time?” Jack did have to admit that the more public location might have been more exciting than otherwise. He and Aria were usually so discreet, waiting until they got back to their room in the governess' palace. The change made for an interesting vibe.

Aria smiled sweetly at him, though the predatory gleam remained in her eyes. “Is good, yes? You like, I see.” She leaned down, and her furry lips planted a special kiss on his swelling pride.
“Karesh te zala a're...
Tasty.” Licking her lips again, she finished pulling his pants down his legs. Once they were gone, she gave him a little wink, and she leaned forward and kissed his lips. “Now you.”

Jack was confused by those words, until he saw Aria lie back on the padded bench, stretching out with one leg in front of Jack, across his lap. The other leg was behind him, her bare foot brushing up and down against his back as she looked down her body at him with half-lidded, sultry eyes. Then he understood, and he smiled as he leaned towards her. As she watched him, the subtle thrum of her purr vibrating through the air, he removed her tight, sleek workout leggings. Once he did, he immediately detected a strong scent. The smell almost sent his head spinning, even before he recognized as a familiar one. On this occasion it seemed much more intense than usual. He was instantly drawn in, intoxicated by it, so much so that he didn't even notice as Aria pulled off her top and freed her voluptuous breasts.

“Damn...,” Jack breathed, touching his fingers to her. A wondrous sigh escaped his mouth. The Ailian murmured in fevered pleasure as he rubbed at her, and her purr intensified. He looked up from where his hand was, taking in the whole of her body. He saw her wide, curvy hips, and her flat, firm belly. His eyes traced along the lengthy, jagged scar that wound its way through the rich fur covering her front, following its trail up from her navel, between her breasts, all the way to where it touched her collarbone. Finally, he looked at her feline face, where her yellow, gold-flecked eyes stared back at him. “There's something different about you tonight, Aria. Something...wild.”

“Mmm...,” she purred in response. Aria curled her tail up and around his back, and he felt it pull against him. Jack's heart skipped a beat as she drew him closer. The scent was even stronger now, and the truth struck him all of a sudden like a lightning bolt. Ailians were a feline species. Could it be that they experienced heat like animals on Earth? That would explain the boldness that was driving her to disregard the fact that anyone could walk in at any moment. She spread her legs wider, bending her knees, inviting him in. “Need you...”

The very picture of obedience, Jack slid back and then got on his belly. As Aria looked between her breasts at him, he scooted forward until his face was between her sleekly muscled thighs. She placed one hand on the back of his head, gently nudging him down as she teased her fingers into his hair. He took a deep breath. Her essence flooded his nose, and he swooned. He couldn't imagine how an Ailian's...pheromones, he supposed...could affect a human, but it was certainly working for him. His ears perked up as he heard Aria give a small, kittenish mewl of need, a sound that he'd only ever heard from her a handful of times before. That was the sound she made when she was so desperately ready for him that she was almost driven to begging.

Never one to disappoint his lover, Jack acceded to her desires, and he pressed his mouth to her eagerly. Aria moaned softly as he went to work. Jack reveled in the spicy, sweet, exotic flavor that he knew so well by now. Except now it was even better than ever, amplified by the state she was in, as though she was a succulent delicacy and he had been starved for weeks.

“Kas'ne ne sa'i ra,”
Aria whimpered. He'd heard her say that once or twice before, always when he was doing something particularly nice to her. Smiling to himself, Jack slipped his hands underneath her rump, cupping her sculpted ass in his palms. Though the base of her tail was pinned beneath her against the bench, he could feel the muscles rapidly contracting in rhythm with his tongue. If her tail was fully free, he would have to constantly dodge it as it whipped around his head.

At the same time, Jack feel the clenching nearer to his mouth that signaled her pleasure. He felt a very real sense of satisfaction and delight that he was the one who could bring her to that level of ecstasy. Jack squeezed her rear and pulled her tight against his face. He was determined to make her scream. He wanted to hear that passionate Ailian roar that he'd heard so many times before...

But before he could get there, Aria moved her hand to his forehead, pushing him firmly up and out from between her legs. A little disappointed, Jack looked at her face. The insides of her ears looked flushed and she was panting slightly, with her pinkish tongue protruding from inside of her muzzle. At his questioning expression, Aria smiled at him and cupped her hand underneath his chin. Her furry thumb caressed his cheek.

“Not like that,” she whispered huskily. Aria sat up on the bench, and Jack did the same. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, slipping her rough Ailian tongue inside of his mouth to play along his smoother human one. Then she put her arms around him, pressing his face gently against her firm, pillowy breasts. She touched her cold, black nose to the top of his head, nuzzling him fondly. “Like this.”

Setting herself back from him again, Aria gave him one of those dangerous, seductive looks that she could do so well. With another wink, she turned around, putting her back to him. Then she lowered herself down on her front, letting her feet go to the floor on either side of the bench. As her breasts flattened against the padding, she pushed up against the floor, raising her rear up. Her tail lifted, and Jack's heart hammered against the inside of his chest as he got a look at her from this new angle.

“You know how to deliver a message efficiently, Aria,” Jack said, chuckling. He got up on his knees behind Aria on the bench, placing his hands on her waist. He could feel her heat radiating against his flesh. By this point he was just as desperate, and just as ready, as she was. “I don't think I tell you often enough how beautiful you are.”

Aria's ears flicked back at his words. “Enough talk,” she growled. Her tail curled back, wrapping around his body and tugging at him. “Mate me. Show me you real male.”

Grinning, Jack hunched forward over her back. “As you command, Captain.” He thrust his hips forward, hard. Aria let out a shrill howl and wrapped her arms around the bench, hugging herself tightly to it. Trying to control his own breathing, Jack held himself deep in her, his fingers squeezing her waist as he tried to comprehend the searing heat which was enveloping him now. He thought he had felt everything Aria had to offer him, but he couldn't have imagined the feeling of an Ailian in season.

She felt incredible as she surrounded him, and the heat was almost unbearable. Though it seemed as though her body didn't want him to ever leave, he forced himself to, little by little. Aria whimpered at his exit, and she pressed herself back, trying to get him back inside. Jack grinned, teasing her like she had teased him. He paused, almost completely parted from her, and then returned, slowly. The deep, low moan that Aria gave him in response was music to his ears.

After that, he held nothing back. Gripping her fast around the waist, Jack showed her all of the energy that he had been holding in reserve. He could sense Aria's surprise at his vigor, and her delight at how he rocked her body back and forth atop the padded bench. She was purring louder than ever, rumbling groans of pleasure issuing from her. Neither of them had any concern anymore for how much noise they were making, and whether or not anyone in the Royal Guard headquarters would hear them. They were too wrapped up in their passion. Jack was lost in the rapturous sensation, and he was just as enthusiastic in his exultation as she was.

Aria was still right on the edge, never having come down from before, and Jack knew it. He also knew that she was trying to hold herself back, to make this experience last for as long as possible. The human loved giving her that, and loved being the only one who could give her that. He loved her. And so he wanted her to let herself go, and to feel that overwhelming pleasure that awaited both of them.

“Come on, Aria,” Jack coaxed her. He took one hand away from her waist and placed it on the small of her back, rubbing it up her spine and back down again. Then he abruptly grabbed the base of her tail and tugged hard, which made her give a yowl. “You know what I want. Let me hear that roar.”

Aria clenched her teeth so hard that he could hear them grate against each other. Then, finally and gloriously, the Ailian pushed herself up on her hands, arching her back and lifting her head. She growled through her teeth, and then her jaws opened wide as she let loose a loud, panther-like roar of unbridled ecstasy. The sound made Jack's ears ring, but it was exactly what he had been waiting for. While she was still in the midst of her blissful agony, he leaned over her back, wrapping his arms around her midsection. The two lovers kept each other going, reacting to each other in concert, drawing their experience out and making it last for what seemed like an age.

Finally, Aria slumped forward, purring with a peaceful expression on her face. She looked back at him, affection evident in the way that she smiled, her tail waving languidly. Jack smiled in return, leaning back from her with a weary sigh and placing a hand behind him on the bench. He could barely stay sitting up, and his body was shaky with fatigue, but it had been worth it.

“My mate...,” Aria murmured lovingly, sitting up and turning to face him again. They came together, hugging each other warmly. Aria rubbed her cheek against him, licking at his forehead as she rumbled contentedly. “How I ever think of killing you?”

Jack chuckled wearily. “Ah, I don't hold it against you,” he said. “I'll admit, I thought once or twice of killing you, too.” They both shared a laugh at the memories of their first meeting, recalling the tussle they'd had outside of his crashed ship. What a different outcome this fight had had. “I hope I've satisfied you tonight, m'lady.”

“Mmm, yes.” Aria leaned back, stretching herself and popping a few joints. “Feel much better. Not as hot.” She gave him an evil grin. “You clean bench, yes?”

Blinking, Jack stared at her, then looked down at the bench. “Me? Don't you think you share some of the responsibility for this?” He crossed his arms over his chest, raising one eyebrow.

Smiling sweetly, Aria shook her head. “Captain of guard, yes? Not do chores like this. Is you job tonight, Jack.” She stood up, retrieving her workout pants and pulling them back on. “I go to bed now. See you when finish.” She brushed her tail playfully against his face, picking up her top and starting to put that on as well as she walked away.

Shaking his head ruefully, Jack got to his feet and gathered up his clothes also. “You're lucky you can kick my ass,” he said, unable to keep from laughing. “You win this time, Aria.”