I wind my fingers in his silky hair. “I know exactly how you felt. I didn’t know how I would carry on without you in God knows where.”
“We will never be apart again.”
“Does that mean… we can stop using condoms?”
He laughs, a rich dark sound. “Yes, I’ve been alone so long I want at least a dozen children running these lonely hallways.”
“You better get started then, hadn’t you?” I say cheekily, pulling my t-shirt over my head. Out of respect for Zelena’s body we haven’t had sex since we left the castle and I’m dying to have him inside me.
“Thought you’d never ask?” he says, reaching for his belt.
I take off my skirt and underwear and stare up at him as he undresses then, crouches down in front of me. Spreading my legs apart he impales me, his buck naked, hard shaft ramming into me so suddenly that there isn’t time for me to adjust to his size. It shocks me into a long whimper of submission.
That drags a rumbling animal growl from his throat.
I love the way his skin feels inside me. Like hot silk. Every inch of me feels like it is on fire. My hips push upwards as my hands grab his firm, strong buttocks and shove him deeper into me, our bodies slam together and he is in, balls deep. At that moment I feel a flash of primal possession. He fought for me and now he is mine.
And only mine.
I scratch my nails down his spine like a wildcat and wrap him so tightly to me it feels as if we are melded together. I know exactly what I want. I want every last inch of him inside me. I need to feel him in the depths of my belly.
“Make yourself come,” he orders. His cock swells and jerks inside me.
“Do it,” he growls.
I arch my back, press into him, and grind myself against his pubic bone until I feel a knot forming in my stomach. Just as I am about to climax, he slips his hands under me, lifts me up and begins to slam into me. All his frustrations, his fear, his anxiety about losing me is in those raging thrusts. I welcome it and he goes wild, fucking me like a feral beast until even the veins in his temples bulge.
The burn inside me turns into raging flames.
“Rocco,” I cry lustily, my whole body jerking under his.
I claw at the sheets. It feels as if my body is shattering into a million pieces, but every little piece is waiting. Then it happens… the waiting is over.
His hot cum spills deep inside me, and my body clenches as if it wants to keep and give life to everyone of those precious seeds.
I feel as if I am the luckiest girl alive. I watch his face, contorted with desire, his eyes like frozen lakes of blue. Little by little I will discover what lives in those frozen lakes.
I have sixty-three years to do so.
Chapter 70
Autumn
Two days later
The Parallel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkgkThdzX-8
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“Remember, Autumn, that not everyone will take up the offer to leave the Parallel.”
“Why not?”
“Because, my love, some people value safety more than freedom.”
“I think you’re wrong. Everyone in the parallel is going to want to come to the surface. Why wouldn’t they? They have been stuck underground for all their miserable lives.”
Together we walk to the town square. All the residents are already gathered there to hear what the announcement is going to be. Rocco goes up on the makeshift stage and tells them about the surface of the earth. He tells them they are free to choose to live here underground or to go up to the surface and try to make their own way in life. It will be difficult, he warns them, but it will be worth it. There is so much to see and do.
When he finishes speaking, a hush falls over the crowd. “Who wants to come up with us to the surface?” he asks.
For a few seconds, no one moves. I stare at them astonished. I had thought there would be a stampede of people wanting to go up to the surface. There isn’t. Then the redhead, April, starts moving to the front.
“I’ll go to the surface,” she says.
Slowly, in twos and threes other people join her, but the majority decide to remain where they are. The thought of the surface scares them. They didn’t want change. They just wanted life to go on as it had been yesterday and the day before.
As Rocco had guessed they valued their safety more than freedom.
I look at the group of about twenty people. They look a little afraid, as if it might be a trick. I smile at them. They are my first handful of sand. I will teach them what the beings taught me. I will teach them to love themselves and each other so much that even the idea of filling their bodies with nanobots connecting to a global super brain will be an unthinkable aberrance. The beach will be moved.