Wars and victories

“Beka... look at me”
“Well be on the Andromeda on a minutes”
“Beka please... look at me”
Beka didn’t answer him. She felt foolish and vulnerable. She had the stupid idea of kissing him when she thought he was sleep and then he tried to response her back. She was terrifying, she felt weak. All she wanted was he but now she couldn’t react. She heard him to go out and when the Maru was on the Andromeda she ran to her rooms damning herself.
Rhade appealed all his survival instincts to avoid throwing himself on a decompression chamber. During a glorious moment he felt her lips stroking his but when he tried to enter in her mouth, taste her tongue, lick her... she ran away! He walked around his room, desire and fury overbearing him. There was not enough cold water on the shower to calm him down.
... ‘She can’t do this to me’...
... ‘She is mine, I love her, she has to be mine!’...
... ‘I’ll not let her go till she understand it!’...
Rhade found himself in Beka room’s door and pushed the button firmly during a minute before she opened. Rhade pushed her and closed the door.
“Andromeda I want privacy”
“Rhade get out or I swear I’ll hurt you”
“You already did it”. Rhade held her wrists and pressed her back against the wall. “Why do you make this to me Beka? Don’t you feel my love? Don’t you feel my desire?”
“Let me go Rhade!” She tried to release till she hurt. Rhade press his body more against hers. “Tell me you don’t feel anything for me, tell me I don’t arose you”. He began to lose control feeling her breasts against him, his shaft pressing her stomach.
“I don’t! Let me alone!” Why did she deny? She loved him, she wanted him all. She felt tears over her cheeks, damn why didn’t she contain them? She couldn’t be so weak!
“You can’t lie me, you can’t avoid me more ”. His voice was a sweet whisper. Before she could reply he kissed her, pressing his lips over hers strongly till she opened her mouth. Their tongues touched, dancing frantically. Rhade licked her lips slowly, first up then down and continued trailing circles over them faster till she loudly cried. He kissed her again anxiously, twirling his tongue around hers, exploring the recesses. He released her wrists, stroking her face, her neck, barely touching her breasts, trailing her waist and tigtening firmly her buttocks, stroking them. He licked her neck and sucked her soft flesh.
The scent of her hot and wet core saturated his senses, he wanted feel her skin, her hard pink nipples stroking him. He undressed his shirt as he did the same with hers liberating her breasts, soft and warm. He pulled her against the wall with the strength of his torso squeezing her breasts, feeling her nipples fixed over his pecs. He pressed his huge hardness more against her stomach and she felt it growing and hardening. Her hands stroked his back frantically, she was burning, totally wet, just thinking about she wanted him going deep inside her, she needed it now. She opened her eyes and gasped
“Telemachus...”
Rhade felt his instincts over his skin. He must stop now or he couldn’t.
“Telemachus...” He watched with fire burning on his eyes and he saw a plea on hers.
“... Take me now... I want you inside now... ”
He closed the eyes breathing deeply. “Beka, love” he whispered, “I can’t, not now, if I stay I'll lose control”
“Telemachus don’t tortured me... ”
“Shhh Beka, I don’t want to lose control”
She aparted him, her eyes flashing. “What does it mean? Of course, you nietzscheans have to take all under control. Fine Rhade you can’t control me”
“I don’t want to control you. Beka you are a strong capable female.” he smiled “I can’t even imagine someone trying to control you”. He watched her perplexed face, “I mean MY self-control. If nietzscheans lose it we become too... instinctual”.
“So you don’t want me to see the ‘primary Telemachus’” she playful smiled.
“Something like that” he answered.
She slowly approached him. She stroked his arms softly, his shoulders and held his neck, pulling down till their mouths almost touched. “Fine, I’ll respect your decisions but tomorrow night... just be ‘control’ for me, okay Telemachus?”
He gazed her “Trust me. Tomorrow night”. He put his shirt and went to his room.

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Next morning all were on officer’s mess when Rhade came. He greeted all, went to Beka and kissed her mouth. After this he sat down on a chair next her.
Beka suddenly appeared to be very interested in her food. She felt the eyes of everyone and her face began to burn.
Harper was the first breaking the silence. “Hey, aren’t there anymore who has seen that? They kissed!”
“Harper don’t speak as we weren’t here. And we didn’t kissed, Rhade has kissed me”
“That's semantic boss”
Finally Dylan reacted “Fine, why have you kissed?”
“We didn’t kissed, Rhade... ” She shouted up when she heard Rhade's sigh, ‘now Valentine’. “Telemachus and I are... well... we have a relationship”. She looked all them and she didn’t surprise Dylan was the one who seemed not notice it.
“I knew it”. Trance knew it, what a surprise.
“I felt the hot between both you, boss”
“I have noticed an increment of hormonal activity on both of you last months” Rommie always so polite.
“Fine, good, well... congratulations!” Dylan felts like someone who was in a party without an invitation
“Thank you Captain” Rhade has his hand over Beka's.
“We wait you on the command”. When all went out Rhade pulled her against him and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. “Wow, what was that?” “Thanks Beka”. “For what?” “For your reaction, for not to hide our relationship”. Her eyes flashed dangerously but she felt again his lips pressing hers. When they separated he held her in his arms. She whispered “do you think captain terrific noticed if we...?”“Shhh... Beka, tonight in my room”.