Abducted (12 page)

“I love him.” She sniffed. “So why do I feel like hell? And what do I have to go back for? No family. A crappy job. Very few friends. I doubt anyone is even missing me.”

Unsteady footsteps in the antechamber forced Jacey to sit up. Peering through the door, she watched as Aidan entered his rooms, closing the door heavily behind him. The solid thud sounded ominous, like she had just closed the door to an opportunity.

“I know I said I’d give you space, my love, but there are a few things I need,” Aidan said.

“Aidan?” She rose to her feet, and then she stepped into the living room. She took in the sight of him, standing there in his disheveled clothing, the burn marks across his armor. “Oh God, Aidan.” She raced across the floor to him. “It doesn’t matter. You were so gallant, and I didn’t realize you were hurt so badly. Here, let me help you.” Closing her fingers around his wrist, she began to unbuckle his vambraces.

With each piece of armor she removed, her worry increased. Vivid bruises and burn marks covered most of his arms and torso. Lightly, she skimmed her fingers over a particularly ugly bruise on his collarbone. “I thought you were an android. You shouldn’t bruise like that.”

“Our creator made it so the hatasword damages us like a regular sword does true-borns.” Aidan stretched out his legs, his metal armor clanking. “Gods, it hurts. I haven’t been in a battle like that for…a long time.”

“How long?” Jacey lifted the chest plate away from him and leaned it against a table. The padding beneath the metal looked burned, and his tunic hung in tattered strips.

Aidan thought for a moment. “At least fifty cycles, and then it was a demonstration in the new style.”

Jacey gasped. She knelt at his feet and began to unbuckle his leg armor. She let the knowledge sink into her mind. Aidan had mentioned his age before, but she never thought of him as being that old. Androids were ageless, she supposed. As long as his parts didn’t wear out, or could be replaced, he’d go on forever.

With a groan, Aidan leaned over. He tilted her chin up so she looked directly at him. “Did you mean it, when you said you loved me?”

Jacey nodded.

“You love me.” He spoke incredulously, as if he didn’t believe her words.

“I do,” she said. The significance of those words wasn’t lost on her, and she clasped his hands in hers. “Even if I don’t ever see Earth again, I love you, Aidan Starsek. And if you love me, you’ll tell me what we can do for these wounds of yours.”

Aidan pointed to the cabinet in a corner of the room. “The blue jar has salve for my bruises,” he said.

She rose, afraid that if he confessed his love to her again, she’d start to happy-cry like an actress in a romantic movie.

“Oh, Jacey, I’d hoped and I’d prayed, but I had faced the fact that when Deactivation Day came around, I would have my programming terminated. Then Jodarin challenged me, and I knew I would have less time with you than I wanted. I couldn’t force you to do something you didn’t want to do, so that’s why I told them we’d fight in the old style.”

Jacey opened the cabinet and pulled out the blue jar of salve. It smelled of marigolds and peppermint. Closing the door, she turned to face him. “And if I confessed my love sooner, would you still have fought in the old style?” She couldn’t be mad at him, not when he thought he was doing the right thing.

Aidan shook his head. A wry grin twisted the corner of his mouth. “Of course not. I would have fought in the new style, and I might have been more careful.”

Jacey knelt by his side with the salve, smiling at his words. Gingerly, she eased off his clothing until he sat naked in front of her. Starting with his hands, she worked the salve into his long fingers. Slowly, she worked her way up his arms. Her gentle touch soothed him, and she found herself focusing on each individual bruise on his flesh. She knelt between his legs. The unmistakable press of his hard cock against her drew her attention away from his wounds but only momentarily. Willing herself to remain strong, she continued administering the salve with soft fingers.

The sounds of her breathing filled the room, punctuated by Aidan’s tiny groans as she soothed a particularly nasty bruise. The scent of herbs filled her nose. Working the salve along his chest, then down over his flat abdomen, she admired his beauty. Sitting before her, his cock at attention, he looked like a warrior. Slowly, he moved his hand to caress her hair, his tiny motions telling her more than anything how much his wounds hurt him.

She captured his hand in her own. “Why don’t we take this into the bedroom? It would be a lot more comfortable for you if you lie down.”

Aidan nodded. Jacey rose to her feet, then helped him to his. She led him into the bedroom and settled him on the bed. “There,” she said, kneeling beside him, “much better.” She began her ministrations again, her fingers moving gently over the bruises along his ribs.

Leaning forward, she brushed her lips across the tip of his cock. It jerked in reflex, and she kissed it again. She slid her lips over his shaft, working all the way down until she took him deep into her mouth. He tasted of sweat and male musk. She laved the underside with long strokes of her tongue.

Aidan lifted his lips, sliding his tool deeper into her mouth, and she sucked hard. She massaged the salve into his skin, sliding her hands over his hips, down his thighs. She licked and stroked him with her tongue. Her lips moved over his hard cock, sliding like silk over steel. Her pussy clenched, and she felt a drop of moisture run down her thigh.

She wanted him inside her, proving to herself that he was whole. Her cunt ached to be touched, stroked, so she turned so that her legs lay alongside his torso. Aidan reached for her.

His fingers stroked the outer petals of her sex. They slid through the slick wetness, probing gently. He cupped her hips, pulling her body so that her pussy lay in front of his face. Sitting up, he pressed his lips to her.

Jacey gasped around his cock. She pulled her lips away, moaning softly as his tongue delved between her outer lips. He teased her clit with it, flicking it lightly. She wiggled against his face and lowered her lips to his cock once more.

She sucked hard on him, wishing that the magnificent organ in her mouth filled her pussy instead.
This is mine, all mine
. She fondled his balls gently, stroking the sensitive skin just behind with the tip of one finger.

Aidan fastened his lips around her clit. He sucked gently, soft pressure that drove her wild. She tried not to buck her hips. Her pussy ached to be filled, and she took his cock even deeper into her throat.

Connected. That was how she felt with Aidan’s lips around her clit and hers around his shaft. She worked her lips against him and he did the same. It was like a big circle of pleasure from which they gave and received. He thrust two fingers into her wet cunt, and she moaned against him.

A shiver went through Aidan’s body. He pumped his hips into her mouth, and she relaxed her throat muscles, feeling him slide down. Deeper. She wanted to take him deeper. Aidan lay back. He worked a third finger inside her, then a fourth, until he slid his entire hand inside her.

Jacey screamed. Ecstasy rocketed through her body. He pumped his hand inside her, using his fingers to caress sensitive spots inside her.

“Fuck me,” she breathed. “Oh, God, fuck me.”

He withdrew his hand.

Jacey turned. She settled her cunt over the tip of his shaft, sliding down until he was buried deep inside her. Aidan reached for her, his hand coated with her juices fondling her breast.

Jacey rode him. She worked his cock deep inside her, relishing the feeling of the man spread out beneath her. She rubbed her hands over his chest, to his shoulders, then down his arms to where his hands cupped her breast. The love shining in his eyes filled her.

I’ll never get this on Earth, not with him. It’s worth it. It’s all worth it
. She increased her pace, watching the pleasure wash across Aidan’s features. He cupped her hips, helping her find a rhythm that suited them both. Tilting his hips, he altered the angle of his thrusts, and Jacey moaned deep in her chest. She came, her release pounding through her, and Aidan held her. He thrust into her, and she stiffened, feeling herself build again.

Two beings moving in harmony, like a planet around its sun. Jacey came a second time, and Aidan followed her. She nestled against his chest, feeling secure and warm in his arms.
I may have been abducted, but I found love, and a chance for a new life
. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she drifted asleep in the arms of her android.

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Abducted

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