The Allies of Old; Book Two Renewal: Chapter Eighty Two "Make Me Lose Control"

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Table of Contents for Fifty Five chapters of Renewal, created by @bashadow

Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81

Chapter Eighty-Two

He moved his hand to Jess's cheek and brought his lips down to hers and suddenly she was on his lap kissing him frantically. He had never been kissed before, and he barely had time to register the sensation before her hands began frantically pulling on the zipper of his pants, redirecting his focus southward. He grabbed a hold of them and forcefully pushed them aside. His first time would not be on a plane.

He could feel the heat of her through her silky pajama bottoms and his tension went up several notches as she continued devouring his mouth. He was used to being at least as experienced in all manner of things as everyone he encountered, but with this he knew very little besides the mechanics of actual intercourse. He was unsure of himself and it made him resent her for not being the pure female he had always envisioned as his mate.

She made a noise against his lips and began undulating against his erection. His hands were resting next to her knees on the seat as she writhed and he could not bring himself to move them. He knew he should at least put his arms around her but they felt as heavy as steel beams as his mind warred.

She broke the kiss and breathed, “Touch me,” into his ear, a note of pleading in her tone.

He drew in a breath and slowly moved one hand onto her leg just above her knee. As soon as his fingers closed over her flesh she made a strangled noise and grabbed a hold of it, forcefully shoving it between her legs and under her elastic waist band.

He emitted his own choked noise as her scent plumed around him, his body responding painfully. The feel of her slippery cleft triggered an instinct he hadn’t known he possessed, and as she gripped his shoulders and humped his hand he found her little nub and began massaging it. Her breaths came out in little gasps and he continued to rub with one thumb as his other fingers explored her feminine folds, finding the opening. He pressed two of them inside then gripped her bottom with his other hand and pushed her towards him, causing them to sink in deep.

“Oh God yes, Michael, please, do that, don’t stop,” she panted, her eyes flashing wildly.

He couldn’t respond, the level of his own arousal making it difficult to think, but he continued working them back and forth while she made mewling sounds of excitement. Moments later she screamed, bucking wildly against him. Her inner muscles were clenching tightly as she thrashed and an image of his penis in place of his fingers nearly sent him over the edge. She collapsed on top of him and he withdrew slowly, then shakily wrapped his arms around her quivering body.

“Oh God,” Anna whispered at the sound of Jess’s apparent release, “I feel like a peeping tom.” She buried her heated face into Jared’s warm chest and felt his shoulders shaking.

“It’s not funny,” she insisted, “I’ve never even seen a porno, and there’s a live one going on right behind that curtain.”

Jared smiled down at her, amazed anew at her sweet innocence. His own body had tightened with the sounds and smells of sex and he’d been ready to take her again moments after they’d sat down. But she’d shaken her head adamantly, glancing towards the curtain with a slightly disturbed expression.

“I know one way of distracting you,” he tried and she looked up at him with flat denial on her face.

“Uh uh, that would be way too weird, I do not want to think about what they’re doing while we’re doing it,” she whispered.

“It’s perfectly natural little one, no need to feel strange,” he soothed running a hand down her back.

“I would feel like I was involved in an orgy,” she shuddered and he chuckled again.

She looked up at him, her eyes narrowing. “You’ve probably been in many orgies.”

His smile faded. “All the sex I had before you was hollow Ka-lira. I don’t like thinking of it.” He glanced at the curtain. “I think they’re finished.”

Jess lay against Michael’s chest reveling in the feel of his arms around her. It would have felt like an answer to her fervent prayers…if only he was with her because he wanted to be. He wasn’t and didn’t, of that she was certain.

He shifted slightly and she felt the hard ridge of him through his jeans. Well a part of him does, she amended with a flash of self-directed disgust. So much for love, once again it was all about her body and this time it was completely her fault. He had made it enormously clear that he wasn’t interested, and now he would feel obligated…God she hated the idea of that!

His arms dropped and she felt an acute sense of loss.
“I think we should invite Anna and Jared back in the cabin,” he said quietly.

“Oh my God,” she groaned as she scrambled off his lap. She had completely forgotten they were on the plane.

“Are you decent?” Jared’s voice floated from behind the curtain.

“Yes, you can come out,” Michael answered, glancing at Jess with a slight frown.

The couple emerged and Anna took in Jess’s reddened features and grinned.

“Don’t worry, we weren’t paying attention to you,” she told her.

Jess returned her friend’s smile with a forced one. Michael had taken a seat next to Jared and immediately launched into conversation about the upcoming war. She couldn’t tell a thing about how he was feeling which made her feel lost and ill. The only thing she had going for her was that the peaches and vanilla scent had diminished considerably which meant she at least wouldn’t have another incident on the plane.

Anna sat beside her, placing a hand on her arm. “You okay?” she whispered.

Jess nodded and tried to smile again but this time it fractured and tears sprung to her eyes.

Anna bit her lip, a worried frown creasing her brow. “I’m sorry, it’s my fault.”

Jess shook her head forcefully. “No, believe me it’s not. You were only trying to help and besides, who else was there? One of the Brothers Three? That would’ve been awkward. I’ll just-I’ll just tell him I don’t want him when it’s over….” She trailed off as his head turned towards her, his brilliant blue eyes staring intently and holding her captive. No, they stated clearly, You won’t.

She trembled beneath the weight of his unyielding, beautiful gaze until he mercifully returned his attention to Jared.

Anna had watched and understood the silent communication and she squeezed Jess’s arm lightly. “It’ll be okay,” she whispered.

Jess nodded weakly and laid her head back against the seat, closing her eyes.

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