The Stars Trilogy (56 page)

She saw Dare get up from the crowd and approach their hut.  “Come on down and have dinner,” he said.

She came out of the hut and he assisted her in getting down the steep stairs.

He took her to the banquet prepared by their hosts. Another feast was laid out.

“These people sure love to party,” she commented.

“Yeah, they do. Come on, let’s eat.”

“You haven’t eaten yet?”

“No, was waiting for you to wake up.”

“What time is it?”

He glanced at his watch. “Past seven.”

“I slept for hours?”

He grinned. “Like a baby.”

They ate dinner. Then they joined the merry-making.

Dare borrowed one of the drums and joined the ‘band’, adding his own beat. Daya, Mahdi’s wife invited her to dance with the other women. She obliged and joined the circle of dancers. She met Dare’s eyes and they kept eye contact as he beat the drum and she danced to the rhythm.

Later,  they were both dancing, but not with a fast rhythm. Dare’s arms were around her and her head was resting against his chest as they swayed gently in perfect harmony.

She wished the night won’t ever end.

Celine went to take a dip in the river to remove the grime from her body. Dare had already taken a bath while she slept and he just stood guard for her nearby with a torch as she did her cleansing rituals. She washed her dress and put it back on wet.

When they were back in their hut, she removed her wet dress and wore the shirt and men’s briefs that she found in the plane. She draped her dress near the window to dry.

“You can wear this,” she gave Dare the other shirt. He removed his dirty shirt and wore the new one she gave.

“What time do we depart from here tomorrow?” she asked him.

“Early. Mahdi said we’ll leave at six, when the fog has at least cleared a little so we will reach the town before nightfall.”

She reclined on the bed. “Let’s rest then.”

He remained standing near the window, a look of hesitation in his eyes. The dancing fire outside cast his handsome features in soft planes, making him look less intimidating. She saw some vulnerability in him now as he stared at her on the bed, seemingly not knowing what to do next.

She opened her arms and beckoned for him to come to bed.

He closed the window, plunging the room in  semi-darkness. The light from the bonfire outside could still pass through the slits near the hut’s roof so they could still see each other in shadows. The villagers were still wildly enjoying the feast, the drums beating at a frenzied rhythm, the females emitting high-pitched, ecstatic sounds.

“Party animals,” he commented in amusement.

“Looks like it’s gonna last till dawn.”

After checking that the door was latched securely, he joined her on the bed, putting his gun within easy reach. The crude bed was small for two people and  they had to lie close to each other. She unraveled her “duffel bag” and used the cloth as their blanket.

She tried to find a comfortable position in his arms.

“Dare?”

“Hmm?”

“Will you remove your pants? It hasn’t been washed for days.”

“Now she complains,” he grumbled.

“I just bathed!” 

“Sorry, this is the only one I’ve got.” He stood up and removed the offending garment. “There, satisfied?”

“Thanks. Come back to bed.”

“I’m now naked from the waist down.”

“I know that.”

He lay beside her again. He tossed and turned to find a comfortable position.

“Dare...”

“This bed is not American standard,” he complained.

She touched his manhood and encircled it with her fingers. He went still.

She smiled in the semi-darkness. “Now this...” she squeezed his shaft, “is American standard.”

He chuckled. “God, woman, the things you say!”

Then he was on top of her, kissing her hard, molding their bodies from head to toe.

He lay between her thighs, big and hard and warm.

“Actually, it’s not American standard. It’s black American standard,” he said.

“Oh, trying to awaken my penis envy?”

He chuckled. “I want you.”

“I can feel that.” She was wearing briefs but it seemed nothing between her and his rampant erection. She could feel him, vibrantly pulsating and ready to pleasure her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. “Make love to me,” she whispered to him.

He kissed her, his lips gentle and firm and yet soft and hot. Pretty soon, he was kissing her like he couldn’t get enough of her, his tongue rapacious as he thrust in and out of her mouth, simulating the mating dance.

He pushed her shirt up and feasted on her breasts. God, the way he would lick and suck her breasts was simply sensational. It made her kitty flow with with liquid heat.

“Baby, you’re so hot. These beauties are mine, you understand? Mine alone.”

He would say things like that in the heat of his passion, with such possessiveness she felt like she was the only woman he wanted to make love to in the world. 

He removed the man’s briefs she was wearing.

Draping her thighs on his shoulders, he bent and tasted her.

Her eyes rolled in their sockets. The pleasure was almost unbearable! His tongue, his lips, his teeth all did their magic on her super-sensitized kitty, licking, rubbing, sucking. Her heart was in her clit now, throbbing wildly, about to burst.

“Dare, please, please!” she begged him.

He went up her face and kissed her again. She felt his shaft brush against her flowing wetness.

Her hand snaked down to touch him, wanting to kiss and lick him there, too, but he grabbed himself. “No. I can’t last. I want to be inside you now.”

“Oh Dare…”

When he entered her, she didn’t feel any pain but just a deliciously stretching pressure. He was so gentle as he pushed inside her, increasing depth with every thrust. He was slow and careful and each movement of his hard, thick shaft inside her elicited such exquisite sensations in her over-sensitized depths.

“Dare...ohhhh....ohhhh!” she moaned, unable to contain her ecstatic cries and he silenced her with kisses.

Being inside her was simply out-of-this-world wonderful.

She felt indescribably good around his cock and the rippling movements of her pussy as she squeezed him repeatedly was simply too delicious. He lifted her legs high up in his arms and pumped in and out of her, going deeper with every thrust. The pleasure was so sharp and he couldn’t stop his acute need to rush to the summit.

Angling his thrusts so that he’d hit her G-spot, Dare pumped into her like a piston, hard and fast and deep, so deep inside her. He wanted to brand her pussy with his cock, fuck her so thoroughly she won’t even think of another cock doing this to her in the future. He fused their lips, driving his tongue inside her mouth to muffle both their animal moans and groans.

He felt the first tremors of her orgasm from deep within her and he lost it. He burrowed his face in her neck and pummeled her like a madman. He came spectacularly, his entire body shaking and quivering from inside out and his universe exploded into a million supernovas. He felt his semen blasting through her in a seemingly endless bursts of pleasure and he wished his seed will take root in her womb.

It was the deepest yearning of his soul.

“Oooooh, Dare…” she purred like a well-fed cat.

God.

He prayed that he’d really get her pregnant.

He remained on top of her as their breathing returned to normal. Their bodies were slick with sweat and he didn’t want to let her go. But he was too heavy for her so he eased his weight from her and settled beside her. He guided her to lie halfway on top of him, embracing her.

“That was so wonderful, baby.”

“Uhmmmm,” she purred and encircled his still semi-erect shaft. “Hmmm.” She continued making those sexy purrs as she languidly stroked his manhood which was now relaxed and content.

Moments later her hand stopped moving and he could feel her even breathing. She had fallen asleep with her hand around his cock.

He grinned in the darkness and closed his eyes.

At dawn, he reached for her again.

Between sleep and her sensual awareness, Celine welcomed him into her body again with all her passion.

They groped in the dark, seeking each other’s ultimate pleasure points, finding a comfortable position and establishing a perfect rhythm.

He made love to her slowly, spooning her to another delirious orgasm before reaching his own. And as she felt his warm essence flowing into her, sweeping her further into a vortex of earth-moving bliss, she hoped with all her heart that Dare would come to love her as she did him.

He hugged her tight as the fire in their loins ebbed to a bone-melting calm.

Tears seeped from the corners of her closed eyes. Tomorrow, they will be back to their old world. To reality.

Everything between them could end.

After six hours of trekking and three stopovers, Dare checked for a cell site again and he finally found one. Barely a bar. The elation he felt was instantaneous. He turned to inform Celine but he caught the sad look in her eyes.

He held her hand. “You okay?”

She nodded. “Is there a signal now?”

“Yes.” But he didn’t make any calls immediately. Somehow he felt what she was feeling. Suddenly, he wasn’t looking forward to talking to anybody from civilization.

“Go on. Make a call,” she prodded him.

He sighed and kissed her lips tenderly.

Then he made a call to Cruz with the loud speaker on so she would hear.

The response was immediate. He was sure Cruz was with the Thai police or military.

“Dare! Fuck! Are you alright?!”

“Yeah. I’m fine. We are fine. Celine and I.”

“Where are you?! Do you have a compass? Loc?!”

Checking his compass, he instructed Cruz of their location and also gave his bodyguard a brief picture of their current situation.

“Hey, listen, Dare, we can have you picked up with a chopper where you are. The Thai police says there’s a military detachment three miles away. They can contact the detachment to come pick you up within an hour!”

“Are you sure? That’s great, man!”

“Yes, affirmative. Just stay put and find a clearing where a chopper can land. Build a fire so the pilot can see the smoke from above right away!”

“Yeah, okay. Copy.”

“I will call within thirty minutes, once they’re airborne. Conserve your batteries!”

“Cruz, I don’t want the media getting wind of this yet. Make sure we are not detected when we arrive. I don’t want them to see us. Got that?”

“I’ll take care of that, Dare, don’t worry.”

“Yeah, alright. Thanks, man. Wait! Celine’s relatives…have they been informed of what happened?”

“Kelsey had to tell them. Ben and Rocky have been freaking out. Her parents and brother flew in on the day you guys disappeared. Wanna talk to them?”

“Uhh, later but I want Celine to talk to them.”

He gave the cellphone to Celine.

“Hello? Mom? Dad?”

“Celine! Hija, are you alright?!” came a woman’s frantic voice.

Celine’s eyes immediately watered when she heard her mother’s voice. “Mom! I’m fine! Don’t worry!”

Her mother was sobbing now. “Honey, why are you doing this? You’re killing me and your father! We thought you were...Oh
hija
, are you really alright?!”

“Yes, Mom, I really am perfectly alright, I swear!”

“Thank God! This is a miracle! Your father’s here. Talk to him.”

“Dad...?”

“
Hija
...” Her usually tough father with a booming voice sounded weak and shaken. “We are waiting for you here, Celine. Come back to us safe.”

“I love you, Daddy. Please, don’t worry anymore. I am safe. I’ll see you soon, Dad! I love you, guys!”

Cruz came back on the line and she gave the phone back to Dare. “We’ll sign off now. Conserve batteries, man. When you hear the sound of the chopper, turn your phone on again.”

“Got that, thanks. Later, brother.”

After the call, he turned off the phone.

Celine hugged him and cried.

“Hush, baby. It’s alright now. You’ll see your family again soon.”

She clung to him harder and cried louder.

When she had calmed down, he approached Mahdi and they conversed. Mahdi looked very happy that they didn’t need to be trekking down for the next six hours.

They found a clearing near a cliff and built a huge fire.

Forty five minutes later, Dare saw the chopper in the horizon. The pilot located them but couldn’t make a touchdown because the clearing wasn’t wide enough for the rotor. The soldiers aboard dropped a rope ladder and they pulled Celine up first, then Mahdi. He came up last. He had to bring Mahdi so he can reward the man and his people for their kindness and generosity. If not for Mahdi, he didn’t know if he and Celine would  have survived the dangers of the jungle for more days. He will have some guy fly Mahdi back to the mountains later.

Another thirty minutes and they were landing on a helipad in the middle of a clearing within a private compound. Cruz said it was owned by the governor of the province who graciously offered his residence for the landing.

The moment the chopper touched down, he saw people running toward them. He could make out Cruz and Kelsey among them, Ben and Rocky, too and meters behind them, three other people. He was sure the latter were Celine’s parents and brother.

He got out of the chopper and assisted Celine out  just as the crowd swooped in on them.

He was immediately caught in a bear hug by Cruz.

His usually stoic and emotionless bodyguard had tears in his eyes. “Welcome home, man,” he said, embarrassed.

He grinned. “Hey, you missed me.”

“Fuck you, we thought you were dead!”

“Dare!” Kelsey embraced him, sobbing. “Oh my God! Thank God, you’re safe!”

“Kelsey, darling. Now, now, hush. I told you, I’m a bad seed. It’ll take more than a plane crash to kill me.”

Kelsey punched him lightly in the chest. “It’s not funny, you jackass!”

Dare looked at Celine and saw her enclosed in a group hug by her family while Ben and Rocky hovered nearby, their eyes watery with happiness. He swallowed as a feeling akin to panic assaulted him. His throat constricted and his tummy became queasy. She was safe now, back in the protective arms of the people who loved her. He should be happy for her. Hell, he WAS happy for her. Now, he can go back to business.