The Dream Walker (25 page)

Chapter
58

Nico set Alaina down in the elevator. She stood before him, smiling, her face flushed with wine and laughter. He couldn
’t help but grin.

“
What was that all about?” he asked, pushing her hair behind her ear.

“
We were discussing stripping and I guess things got a little out of hand,” Alaina said, and began giggling again.

Nico pushed her up against the wall.
“I want you and me to get out of hand,” he said, and brought his lips to hers. “I want you to strip for me.”

Alaina smiled.
“Really?”

“
Really.”

“
How bad, Nico?” she whispered, and then nipped his lip and grabbed his groin. “How bad do you want it?”

Oh, man, she was teasing him.

He loved being teased. “Really, really bad.”

He kissed her again, and her hands traveled up and down his torso, setting his whole being on fire and leaving goose bumps in her wake.

Her lips parted, and he tasted the sweetness of wine on her velvet tongue. Pressing his body into hers, she hitched her leg, and his erection pressed into her core.

By the time the doors opened at his floor, both were breathing hard.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” she said as he opened the door to his quarters.

“
Never been so sure of anything in my life,” he said, kicking the door closed. But first, he needed a shower. Badly.

“
I’m going to take a shower, and I’ll be right out,” he said. Damn, he didn’t want to leave, but he hadn’t showered since yesterday and he smelled pretty ripe.

He turned and walked into the bathroom, planning on making the soap and scrub a real quick one.

Nico slid the sweats down his legs, his erect sex bobbing from his hips as he turned on the shower. Thankfully, they had instant hot water, and he was under the spray in just a few seconds. Closing his eyes and letting the water hit his face, he thought of all the ways he was going to make love to Alain
a
.

He heard the bathroom door click shut, and he turned around. Alaina stood in the middle of the bathroom, a beacon of light in the middle of all the black marble. Through the steam, she stared at him, her blue eyes piercing, a small smile on her face. Slowly, she began to move her hips from side to side, and she brought her hands over her head, and Nico noted she
’d removed the bandage.

Spinning in a slow circle, she reached for the hem of her shirt, and by the time she was facing him again, the shirt was gone, and Nico stared at an emerald green bra.

Alaina brought her hands up to her breasts and ran them down her ribs. Hooking her fingers in her shorts, she shimmied them down her legs until they lay at her feet, revealing matching panties. She stepped out of them and turned, and Nico saw that the panties were actually a thong as she swayed side to side.

His throat went dry, and his cock ached with need.

The bra slowly slid down Alaina’s arms and landed on the floor, and Nico realized it must be a front-clasp. Her hands ran down her ribs and then over her butt. She turned around to face him, and she cupped her breasts, her hips still moving erotically. Nico’s gazed raked over her from head to toe, barely able to contain himself. All that was left was the thong.

Nico opened the shower door, the mist billowing out toward Alaina. He held out his hand, and she smiled, laying her hand in his. She stepped in the shower and kissed him.

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” his whispered into her ear. “I’m pretty certain.”

She smiled and went to say something, but he interrupted.
“Don’t say anything.” He pressed his finger over her lips. “I just wanted to let you know.”

He kissed her deeply.

“Can I take these off for you?” he asked as he rubbed her sex through the wet emerald silk.

“
Please do,” Alaina whispered.

Desire boiled within him as he slid the thong down her legs. This was his female, and he would pleasure her until both were sated, spent, and unable to walk, and then he
’d do it all over again.

Down on his knees, he peppered her stomach with slow kisses. His mouth moved over to her hipbones and then to the apex of her sex where females usually had soft curls. Alaina was bare.

He rubbed the slick flesh of her core, his face an inch away. Her musky scent engulfed him while Alaina’s fingers dug into his shoulders. Her eyes were shut, her lips parted. As the water threaded down her hair, he decided she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

After a moment, he stood up, and when she opened her eyes, he brought his finger covered in her essence to his mouth and sucked on it. She tasted better than she had in her dreamscape.

He took her hand and pulled her close so they were face-to-face, flesh-to-flesh. Their mouths met as the water cascaded around them, and although he was much bigger than Alaina physically, she overpowered him with her pretty scent and soft touch. He ran his fingers down her wet strands of hair, then he took a breast in each hand. Leaning over, he suckled one nipple while his thumb played over the other. Alaina let out a groan of delight and she fisted his hair, keeping his head at her breast.

He pulled her close again, unable to believe the need and desire he had for Alaina, and his feelings for her overwhelmed him. He didn
’t know the words to express what he felt for Alaina besides his “I love you,” and he hoped his actions did.

Alaina gently kissed the tattoo on his chest. Who knew that something that was meant to brand him as an outcast would become an erogenous zone? Maybe it was because the mark had the lips of a woman who accepted him fully for what he was, what his ability entailed.

She looked up at him, perplexed. “I think I’m seeing things, Nico,” she whispered. “It’s like you have this . . . silver glow all around you.”

Nico held out his hand, and yes, there was his SR44 form shimmering above his skin. He knew that if the original Saviors fell in love with a human woman and made love to that human woman, they would suffer the greatest shame and lose their SR44 forms, in essence, becoming human themselves. Nico didn
’t have that programmed within his body. His SR44 form shimmered on his skin because he was so damn jacked up.

“
It’s just my SR44 form,” he said. “It’s because you excite me like nothing or no one ever has.”

“
It’s beautiful.” Alaina reached down and cupped his arousal, kissing him with an intensity and passion he never could have imagined. Her hands, her lips, her scent . . . it was all almost overpowering.

Almost.

As hot water cascaded down his back, he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he buried himself deep within her. Their cries of delight sounded like a distant song, one that he would never get tired of hearing.

He couldn
’t hold her close enough as he moved within her, and he certainly couldn’t get deep enough. Wanting to claim her as his own, he slammed his hips into her. It was then he realized that he had been deeper within Alaina than any other being ever had been, or ever would go.

Nico had visited her dreams.

Moments later, Alaina screamed and grabbed his hair, her hot core pulsing around him. He pushed her up against the tile, his hips pounding into her.

“
I love you, Nico. Don’t let me go,” she whispered. “Please, never let me go.”

Her words sent him over the edge, and the orgasm made his whole body pulsate.

After a moment, he caught his breath, and said, “Never, Alaina. Never.”

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