A Forest of Stars - Kevin J. Anderson [38]
Prime Designate Jora’h was woefully unprepared. The Mage-Imperator had hoped to have many more years to ready his son for this. But the doctors could offer no hope.
Indeed, this was a particularly inconvenient time to die.
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JESS TAMBLYN
Two unmarked Roamer ships met secretly out in the wispy river of a comet’s tail, hidden against the backdrop of stars. Jess and Cesca, just the two of them, away from responsibilities and obligations.
Out here, they could simply be lovers, two human beings together in the cosmos with nothing but their bodies, their hearts, and their souls. The drogues, the power-hungry Hansa, and squabbling Roamer clans were all forgotten for just a short while. It was the only way Jess and Cesca could keep their sanity while waiting. Only another few months…
Cesca flew a diplomatic courier, maneuvering it against Jess’s vessel until the two docking hatches kissed together. The ships rode side by side, drifting in the comet’s slipstream as it cruised on its long parabolic orbit around a forgotten and uninteresting solar system.
The perfect place for Jess and Cesca to be alone.
When the air locks opened, she stood before him, her dark eyes wide with longing, her generous lips forming a tentative smile. They stared for a few moments, drinking in each other’s presence.
Then Cesca came forward, light-footed in the low gravity, and they embraced as if it were the first time of unleashed desire, as if they hadn’t seen each other in years…or as if they couldn’t get enough no matter how many times they were together.
Jess kissed her, ran his fingers through her dark hair—such a deep brown it was almost black—and pulled her against him, tight, like two celestial bodies bound in a perfect orbit.
They had met like this a dozen times before on tiny moonlets or asteroid fields or simply drifting out in the interstellar void. But it never seemed far enough from their problems and expectations. Every clan member expected the Speaker to be entirely dedicated to the survival of the Roamers. Not a silly romantic in love.
The clans were frayed now, anxious to find a commercially viable alternative for harvesting ekti. Blitzkrieg raids always resulted in numerous casualties, nebula sails were too slow, cometary distillation required an enormous industrial investment. Now, more than ever, Cesca had to work to keep Roamer society from unraveling. She must inspire the people to remain together and rely on the strength of connected family units.
But she had Jess for now, and that was enough.
Sometimes Cesca perferred to talk, just to be with him, discussing their joint concerns and experiences. This time, though, her need was stronger. Her fingers began working at his clothes, studying and deciphering the dozens of enclosures, zippers, and pockets, beginning to remove the layers of his jumpsuit.
He kissed her again, deeply. Jess ran his hands down her back, feeling her skin through the fabric and then caressing her breast. Cesca arched backward, exposing her neck. He ran his lips along her cheek, down the line of her chin and then her smooth throat. He opened her collar wider, kissing each centimeter of skin until he finally freed her breasts. They both worked in a blur of fingers and hands, tugging off their garments.
The smell of Cesca’s hair and the sweat on her skin aroused him, made him inhale deeply. He brushed his lips against her naked shoulder as she stroked his chest with her fingertips.
Each secret rendezvous was better than the last. One day, when they could be together anytime they wished, when they did not need to hide from outside observers, he wondered if the marvel of Cesca Peroni would ever fade…or if she would always be like this, fresh and new and alive, her skin hot, her mouth moist and hungry.
The joined ships cruised onward, following the comet’s vaporous mane. Just like one of the comets he had hurled at Golgen…
On his way here, Jess had diverted to look once again at the stormy and silent gas giant that had been the site of Ross’s Blue Sky Mine. The bombardment had left