The Defiants, part fifteen

At last, after waiting for what felt like forever, Skye would get what she wanted.

And all it took was Devin being his usual asshole self.

Setting her on his bed, Galen climbed on top of her, lowering his mouth onto hers. Skye closed her eyes, opening his jaw with her tongue, which he eagerly accepted.

For someone who hadn't even known what kissing was until he reached this planet, Galen was expertly skilled at it.

Skye pulled him down on top of her, craving skin-to-skin contact. She wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling every part of him, and began rocking her hips.

Breaking their kissing, Galen moved down to her neck as his right hand moved to her back. She smirked, enjoying his licking her skin. Could he unhook her bra?

He quickly answered that, peeling it off and throwing it onto the floor. Then he focused on her chest.

Skye couldn't help but sigh with every lick, squeeze, and gentle touch he did, the fire building in her low belly area. He definitely knew what he was doing.

Then Galen started moving downward, which surprised her a little.

Skye looked down, "Have you done this before?"

He lifted his head, "No, but I know what I'm doing."

"I'll be the judge of that."

Grinning, Galen moved his head to in between her legs, kissing the inside of her thighs as he removed her underwear.

Skye suppressed a giggle, his mouth tickling her a little as he moved closer.

Then he began licking and kissing, and she gasped, pleasure already building with each stroke of his tongue.

She couldn't hold back her moans, rocking her hips as he found the right spot and focused on it. "Okay, you...know what...you're...oh yes."

Galen chuckled, not stopping.

The tension kept building and building, but he kept her on the edge, driving Skye mad. He liked making her wait. And it was torture.

"Why won't...you let...me...aahhh!"

"As I said, I'm taking my time with you."

Skye squirmed, right on the edge but unable to come, "Please?"

"Please, what?"

"Please let me come!"

Galen kept her on the edge for a couple more moments, then changed how he stroked her.

Skye couldn't even scream as she came, the sensations so intense. And he continued, drawing out the pleasure until she finished.

But before she got her bearings again, Galen positioned himself between her legs, his dick pressing against her, "Now, this may hurt."

He slowly pushed inside her. It was uncomfortable but not painful, Skye feeling so full.

He started moving slowly, "Uncomfortable, my sweet?"

"Yes, but don't you dare stop now."

He grinned again. "Very well."

Her body relaxed as he continued his slow pace, tension already building again as he hit both sweet spots again and again and again.

Skye matched Galen as he sped up, her body readying for another orgasm. Yeah, that wasn't gonna happen that soon.

But as he went faster and harder, her concentration flew out of the window, right at the edge again.

"Not yet," he panted, "I'm not there yet."

Skye gripped him hard, fighting what her body tried doing. "I-I-I don't know...how long...I can...oohhh!"

"You will."

She couldn't help but obey, her body cooperating with his command, even as he became wilder.

"It won't be long now." His expression told her he was close now too. "But not yet."

Galen's breathing grew more ragged in her ear, his body shaking as he fought for control. It was so hot watching it.

But when he moaned, Skye couldn't hold back anymore, the waves of pleasure rolling through her. It was like nothing she'd felt before.

More warmth flooded her as he came with her, his movements stopping. After several moments, he lowered himself on her, body vibrating.

When she returned to planet earth, Skye sighed, "Wow."

"Wow indeed," Galen rolled off her, breathing hard still. "You feel so damn amazing."

She smiled, her lower core sore. "Thank you."

He pulled her in so they were spooning, sunlight streaming in from his bedroom window. Afternoon sex. That was a new one for her. She usually was too busy working for anything else.

After a few moments of silence, she asked, "Did you fall asleep?"

"No," he mumbled into the back of her neck, "just enjoying this."

"Good, because I would've smacked you if you had."

Galen smirked, "I imagine so."

Stomach suddenly growling, Skye wiggled out of his arms of steel, remembering her sandwich and coffee sitting on the countertop. Thank goodness she hadn't dropped those.

"Where are you going, my sweet?" He sat up with a goofy grin on his face. "Come back to bed."

"I'm hungry," she stepped into the bathroom, "and I have to pee."

"Hmm."

Skye rolled her eyes, smirking as she relieved and cleaned herself. She wanted to climb back into bed with him, but her stomach would protest, and her nanites needed extra fuel.

She thought about putting some clothes on, quickly running into her room and slipping into her sweats. After all, she'd rather not spill hot coffee on her bare skin.

Galen meandered into the living room, only wearing training pants, "I suppose food would be appropriate."

She bit into her sandwich, nodding.

But he wrapped his arms around her, "But I'd rather have you."

"This that so?"

"Very much."

Skye smiled, quickly finishing her lunch. This would be an amazing rest of her day.

***

After several more rounds and lots of kissing, Galen somehow managed to drag himself to his night shift, Skye fast asleep in his bed.

Why had he waited so long? He didn't know, locking the door behind him. But it had been worth it.

Galen found Jo'dan waiting outside for him, a grin overtaking his face.

"What?"

"You know what." His trainee began walking. "I may be young and inexperienced, but I do know what a just-got-laid expression looks like."

Galen smiled, straightening his posture. "I see your human lingo is improving."

Jo'dan shrugged, "I'm around them a lot more now."

That was true, and he seemed to fit in quite nicely too.

"So, how was it?"

He raised a brow, "And why would I tell you?"

Jo'dan blushed, "Because I'm curious about the process."

"Really? That's surprising."

"Why?"

Galen eyed him, "Because I know your secret." He'd known about Jo'dan's preferences for some time, having Evan as a good behavioral comparison.

His trainee stiffened. "I'm sorry."

"For what? Liking men over women?"

"I'm supposed to like females."

"Says who?" While it wasn't common, same-sex pairs happened with Wanderers and were accepted. "There's nothing wrong with it."

Jo'dan didn't look convinced.

Galen didn't blame him. Soldiers raised in their military had no clue about the nuances of their society. And his trainee already had a hard enough time with the other trainees.

He opened his mouth but saw someone from the corner of his vision.

He turned, Nash approaching them. "What are you doing here?"

Nash sighed, "Dae'lon wants to talk with you." He glanced over. "Both of you."

"Why?"

He smirked, "Your female."

Oh boy. "What did Skye do now?"

Nash shrugged, "Don't know, but he and the doc are waiting."

Galen exhaled loudly, "Alright."

He wasn't terribly thrilled about being in enclosed quarters with Olsen, slightly embarrassed about his behavior. And he was sure the doc was frightened of him now.

When they reached Dae'lon's office, the general stood, "You're late."

"No, I'm not." Galen sat down, Olsen inching away from him. "So what do you want?"

"For you to go on a mission."

"Is that so?" Dae'lon hadn't been generous about missions; Nash was still handling most. "Why now?"

"Because we are going to get more of the nanites."

Olsen faced him. "Skye inquired about it earlier today, then I told the general about it."

Now her involvement made sense. "Why me?"

"You have the nicest ship."

The general nodded, "Although both of you are going."

Nash's mouth curved upward, "And so are the women."

"And Evan."

Jo'dan sucked in a breath from behind him, raising a few brows.

So that was why Skye asked about the nanites. She wanted to help him heal and become like her. And no one deserved that more than Evan.

Not that Skye joining them thrilled him, considering the events which had occurred. But Galen knew better than to try keeping her away from this.

"It will be risky, though," Olsen frowned, "I don't know how they will react to a male."

Nash rolled his eyes, "It doesn't matter. They'll accept him just fine." He knew more about the nanites than most on the base.

"So when are we leaving?" Galen leaned back. There was no question he was doing this mission.

"Two days from now," Dae'lon paced around the room. "But I'm assigning your trainee and Max as backup."

Olsen looked alarmed, but his son could handle himself in a conflict. And he was one of the few human soldiers Galen actually liked.

But why would Jamie agree to this? He didn't like it when Dae'lon meddled with his crew.

Unless he didn't know. How sneaky of the general. Good. Galen didn't like him anyway, not after all the shit Devin pulled.

The doc mumbled something but didn't protest. It wouldn't have done him any good.

Dae'lon leaned on the table, "So, are we in agreement?"

Everyone nodded.

"Excellent. Dismissed."

Olsen sped-walked out of there like he had some unfortunate accident and was trying to hide it, Jo'dan and Nash following.

Galen stood, feeling his gaze, "Anything else?"

The general's mouth twitched, "You know you can't lose your shit on him again, right?"

"I won't. Trust me."

"I understand your reasoning, but we need them, and they need us."

"I know."

Then Dae'lon smiled, which almost never happened, "I do second your actions with Devin, though."

Galen narrowed his eyes.

"And I apologize for not taking action. I know how much Skye means to you." He sighed. "Damn politics."

Galen chuckled, "I know, right, but thank you."

The general nodded, dismissing him.

It was reassuring to know he truly cared about the well-being of the women. But Galen knew how precarious everything between them and the humans was.

Once again, Jo'dan waited for him. "Shall we continue?"

He laughed, "Yes. we shall."