CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-THREE

XAVIER’S POV

After the amazing night we had, it was really difficult to get out of bed and face the possibility of never coming back to her.

As she slept, I looked at her beautiful face in the natural light of the sun in our orbit and memorized every line, shape, and crease, committing them to memory. I wanted to remember every bit of her while I claimed back the throne of my ancestors.

It dawned on me that they'd been preparing for me for the four hundred years they'd been on earth. It would be a huge disappointment if I failed them, as well as my people and most importantly, Tessa.

I brought her out of her home, which we ruined, and promised her a paradise. I was going on the half-hazard information I was provided; I thought I was coming here to rebuild ruins and bring civilization to the people who were left behind.

But I found out that we were the ones far behind in technology. But with all the attacks sent our way, it was obvious we weren't welcome in our own home.

Which left me with no choice but to fight for it.

I'd taxed Zyx and a repentant Lamin on getting the soldiers ready for our covert operation.

Once I successfully leave this beautiful bubble of perfection, I would begin the process of directing them far away from the Mothership. Once Tessa has successfully crossed it over to a pocket, we'll then launch the attack on Zorvath.

I'd taught her how to do it last night in between orgasms and deep conversations and it makes me so glad with how quickly she learns.

I stroked her defined cheekbones and long nose. I wanted to kiss her again, but I feared I'd never be satisfied with just that, and there was no time for more. I guess I'll have to do everything possible to get back to her.

With a deep sigh, I kissed her forehead and lingered there for a few seconds before getting up from the bed.

I quickly went through the motions of bathing and wearing clothes.

It was a suit I'd designed for me and my soldiers. It had a protective shield made from the Vaekon flower my Luminari had grown to protect us from the N'tari poison Lyra-en had infected me with.

I wished I could cut her head once more if only to satiate this anger in my bones. She was one of our best, yet she decided to betray me because, according to her, love made me weak.

I've never been stronger than I became when I genuinely felt things for Tessa. She went from just a tool for giving my people a better life to the most important part of me. What's most amazing about it was who she was becoming right in front of me.

I knew if I ever left this world, my legacy would be in safe, kind, and powerful hands. So Lyra-en was just a blind fool who had no ounce of loyalty in her blood. Giving my ship to the ky'rhan who betrayed me was the worst thing ever.

But thankfully, that was handled before it got out of hand by the same woman she claimed made me weak.

I zipped the tight suit and hit my chest hard to test it. I didn't even feel anything. It was made to resist impact and give them a chance to escape to safety when faced with direct fire. It wasn't completely as safe as a ward would be but it would reduce casualties by a large margin.

I noticed my hair had grown longer than usual, so I tied it up with my wife's hair band since I couldn't start cutting it then.

I walked out of the closet to find her staring at a spot on the ground.

“Hey baby,” I called to her, getting her attention immediately. “Are you alright?”

She sniffled, melting my insides.

“What if… what if something happens to you?” She asked, her voice filled with sadness.

I rushed towards her and knelt in front of her.

“I promised to come back to you and I'll do everything to make sure I do that. Just stay in here and follow our plans, okay?”

“I'm just.. scared,” she added with another sniffle. “You are going in there based on incomplete information, and there's no guarantee that things haven't changed. There are so many what-ifs, and I hate it,” she said, laying her head on my chest.

I carried her off the bed and began walking back and forth the room, making promises I hope to keep.

If I didn't make it back, I'm simply giving her more reasons to hate me.

When she finally calmed down and stopped crying, I sat her down on the office table and cleaned her eyes.

“You're home to me, and I'll always run back home, so don't fret; I'll make sure this mission is successful and come back to you, okay?”

“Okay,” she nodded and I kissed her lips. She gradually parted them, taking me on.

I pushed deeper, biting her lips lightly before taking all she had to offer, her moans, her lips, her taste, and her desire.

I caught myself when she reached for my zip and I pulled back; she frowned.

“I'm already late, baby, and I still have to say goodbye to Xander,” I explained, and she nodded. “I wished we had more time, I want to see your eyes roll back in pleasure again. That's a sight I'm never gonna get tired of.”

“Please stop talking, I'm getting hornier,” she whispered.

“Fuck,” I groaned, smelling her delicious scent.

I threw caution to the wind and kissed her again, with my vigor this time.

I went down on my knees, tearing her panties quickly and taking a swipe with my tongue.

“You're so fucking delicious baby,” I whispered before going all in.

She moaned loudly, her legs spread wide, all for me.

Suddenly she pulled me up, unzipping me hurriedly and freeing my cocks.

Quickly, she inserted in, making us moan in unison.

“Your cock feels good,” she groaned as I pushed deeper, our eyes staring deep into each other.

I pulled out a bit, then slammed back in, her face going slack with pleasure, just like I wanted.

“Fuck baby,” I groaned as her wetness coated my dick and gripped me tightly.

“Faster, please Xavier, faster,” she begged, her hands gripping my neck while I grabbed the other end of the table so her legs were on my shoulder.

I obliged her request and began pounding into her at a relentless pace. Her pussy kept making squelching sounds with each thrust of my cock and I couldn't help moaning loudly in sync with her.

“I'm cu... I'm cumming I'm cumming!” She moaned loudly, gripping my cock tightly, sending me over the edge with her.

“Ahhh!!” I groaned as I poured into her spurts of cum, making me feel spent but do damn good.

The moment we disconnected our bodies, we heard a knock on the door.

She began giggling at me as I tried dressing up.

I shook my head with mirth but the demeanor in the room was becoming serious again as our reality hit once again.

It was finally time.
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