Planet Omega

Chapter 31

Cal's underneath me as I straddle her hips and tease kisses down the soft skin of her neck. Her little moans are the best thing my ears could ever hear, and they encourage me to nip her and mark her lightly.

We hadn't even made it to my room before Cal had pulled me against the wall and began to kiss me like there's no tomorrow. Who am I to protest against such a thing, especially when her lips are just so perfect against mine? Especially when this is our last night before the world changes.

In the privacy of my room, there was no stopping our clothes from coming off and my lips worshiping every part of her body. Every curve and inch of skin I drank in, already having memorized how everything feels against my tongue. And even now, after we've gone several rounds already, I feel insatiable. I feel like I could have her at least ten more times.

Sometimes, I do wonder how many orgasms a female human can have in a row.

"You are so beautiful," I murmur against her skin, my lips roving over her collarbone and sternum.

"I know - ah!" Cal gasps when my teeth brush against the sensitive peak of her breast. "You play...so dirty."

I lift my gaze up to her and grin. "You're only now just figuring that out?"

And she looks down at me so lovingly through hazy eyes, I feel the pangs hit my chest. My eyes well up and I move back up to capture her lips with mine. We kiss slowly, lazily, and a tear falls from the corner of my eye and onto Cal's cheek. It causes her to pull away and look at me cautiously.

"Are you okay?"

I sniffle but manage a small laugh. "I just...I feel so much for you, sometimes it just wants to escape my chest."

My words make Cal start laughing, and she wraps her arms around me so I lay on top of her, head under her chin. "You're the world's biggest crybaby," she giggles. "Lucky for you, it's one of the things I love I about you."

I shift a little to get more comfortable, and while most of my body is still on top of hers, our legs are now tangled with the bedsheets. My ear is perfectly positioned against her chest to hear her heartbeat, which makes me smile gently. "Good, because I can't help it," I say with a snicker.

"Crazy how you're also like, the toughest person I know."

"That has nothing to do with my tears!" Her fingers start moving up and down my back in lazy patterns and I sigh in contentment. Even the simplest of motions satisfy me, probably because it doesn't take much to please me. "You should be trying to fall asleep, you know."

She scoffs, her fingers moving up through my hair at the back of my neck, causing me to shiver. Silence follows for a moment longer before she takes a deep breath. "I'd rather be spending my time awake with you," Cal finally says, softly, seriously even.

"Cal..." I begin, my tone ready to scold. "You need to sleep if you're going have the energy for tomorrow." And by energy, I mean her magic. "As much as I want to just lay here and listen to your breathing."

"You say the weirdest things," she interjects, then lets the silence linger around us again. Even in the quiet stillness where the only sound is the sound of our breathing, there's so much palpable emotion in the air. "I just want to memorize how you feel against me, your skin on mine. The warmth of your touch. Your smell. All of it is so comforting and comfortable."

My heart begins to race. It's usually me who says things like that. Cal isn't one for flowery words, but I know when she speaks them, she means them wholeheartedly. "This won't be the last time we're together," I reply softly. I know that's what she's getting at. Tomorrow's mission has got everyone overthinking, worrying, even despite the celebrating.