Oblivion Quest: A Military Science Fiction Space Opera Epic (The Oblivion Saga Book 3) by J.R. Mabry & B.J. West

Author:J.R. Mabry & B.J. West [Mabry, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Xenophile Press
Published: 2020-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

Their lovemaking was fierce. Every regret he’d ever felt over the past twenty years around how things had ended between them poured out of him. He wanted to make it up to her, wanted to make it right. All of his grief at losing her made him clutch at her all the more tightly—an improbable but precious second chance to express all of the passion he felt for her that he hadn’t spoken, hadn’t admitted, even to himself. Her ferocity had matched his, snarl for snarl, moan for moan. As he entered her from behind, she ground against him with a fury he didn’t remember her having, and he realized she was making up for lost time and lost opportunity as well. He clutched at her breasts and heaved himself into her, edging nearer the point of no return until the white-hot explosion in his brain obliterated all knowledge, all sensation, all concern…until it subsided, leaving him panting, jerking with the last spasmodic remnants of passion.

He withdrew and collapsed beside her, feeling heavy and blissful until his worries rushed in again like oxygen filling an airlock. He groaned and rolled toward her until their foreheads were touching.

“All my bones have dissolved,” Jo said. “That’s awkward.”

Jeff laughed and pulled her closer.

Jo nuzzled his neck. “That…was not like old times.”

“No. That was different.”

“I could do that again.”

“Uh…give me a few minutes,” Jeff said, chuckling. He had no doubt that his newish body was up to a repeat performance, but even he needed a bit of reset time.

They lay in silence for a time. At first, it was delicious. The sound of Jo’s breathing was like music. The feel of her beside him was like the best dream he could imagine—and far better than anything he let himself fantasize about. After a while, though, Jeff began to feel anxious as the quiet continued. Did he really have nothing to say to her? Or her to him? Or was he just too chickenshit to say it?

He sensed the rightness of that. But just what was the “it” that he needed to say?

“I’ve missed you,” he said.

Her arm was thrown across his chest, and she pulled him closer to her. “I missed you too. Kind of…crazily.”

He smiled. “I never even let myself hope…”

“No,” she agreed.

“You know, the Danny you got here is a real piece of work.”

“He’s an assbag maniac.”

“No kidding.”

“Was he like that in…where you come from?”

“No. Nothing like. He was…he was a good friend.”

“They call him the Butcher here.”

“I know.”

“Did they call you that…in the other universe?”

“No.”

“At least there’s that.”

“But I felt like it.”

She hugged him close.

“What are you going to do about Jennings?”

“Turn him over to the authorities. I told you. You can fly his ship, right?”

He could. But her question brought them to the uncomfortable subject of his intentions. After a long moment, he said, “I have to go.”

“I know.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Yes, you do.”

She was right. Deep down, he knew he had to go, even wanted to go. But he felt torn, too.

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