CHAPTER 35
Montayva had disappeared downstairs to shower, so Mordecai cracked open a bottle of ale to celebrate their achievement. He took a swig, then glanced down at the bottle. He really ought to cut back now, he thought. He had been given a pretty good reason now. He didn't need the booze to drown out his depression. The siren was doing a good enough job of that on her own. Maybe it was something to do with her powers that made him feel so good inside. Or maybe it was because she was unlike any other woman on Pandora. She was gentle, and kind natured, but lethal, all in the same stroke.
Montayva suddenly emerged at the top of the stairs wearing only her towel, and Mordecai almost dropped his bottle of rakk ale.
'God-damn woman, what are you trying to do to me?' He closed the distance between them, and pulled her close. The events of the day had left his blood running so hot, that not even the cold shower had settled his nerves. The rakk ale hadn't worked either, it only made the frustration worse. Her damp hair hung unbound down her back, and he linked his fingers in it, gently pulling her head back, to gain access to her throat. He kissed her neck, feeling her rapid pulse with his lips. Her hands circled around his head as he continued his assault, and he could feel her letting go of her inhibitions. His lips trailed up her neck, across her cheek, and found her mouth. She kissed him eagerly in return, but still letting him take the lead.
He took her hand that remained holding her towel in place, and the piece of cloth fell to the ground at her feet. He eyes shot open at the sensual feeling of her breasts against his bare chest. Mordecai took a deep breath to steady himself. She clung to him timidly, still shy in her nakedness. His hands moved over her body, learning each contour of her feminine form. In one swift motion, he scooped her up in his arms, and carried her towards the bedroom. As he lay her on the bed, she clutched for the bed-sheet, trying awkwardly to cover herself.
'Please dont' He reached for the sheet, and pulled it slowly from her body. 'You have nothing you need to be ashamed of' He leaned over her, and kissed her again.
'I'm sorry' She breathed heavily now, his lusty mood feeding her own 'It's just, I've never... you know?' She turned her head away as he sat on the bed beside her.
'I know' He assured her 'But you're so fucking gorgeous it's not funny' he traced his finger tips over her blue siren markings 'I dont want you to feel uncomfortable' She smiled shyly, and he reached up to push a loose strand of hair back from her face. 'If you want me to stop, just say so' But he fervently hoped that she wouldn't. And after she gave a small nod, he proceeded once more, kissing her more passionately this time.
When Mordecai awoke, he realised that he had fallen asleep, still on top of the siren. She was playing with his dreadlocks, tucking a loose one behind his ear as he looked up at her. He rolled off of her, and she stretched out her limbs before rollling to her stomach. The bed was small, so it was an effort for the two to move around on it much.
'You're happy' Montayva smiled, as Mordecai reached out and traced a finger down her spine. He laughed.
'Of course I'm happy!' He leaned over to kiss her forehead. 'You make me happy' He emphasised.
'I'm glad.' she yawned, and stretched again, then moved to sit up. 'Wow' She frowned, and pressed her hand against her lower abdomen.
'You ok?' Mordecai sat up also, a little worried.
'Yeah. I'm fine' She leaned over and kissed him. 'Nothing I shouldn't expect' She shrugged. Mordecai soon realised what she was referring to.
'Where do you think the phrase 'Sore as a virgin bride after her wedding night' came from?' He chuckled, but he was concerned also, and Montayva could feel it.
'Like I said, I'm fine. Think I might take another shower though' She stood slowly, still shy at being naked to his full gaze.
'That sounds like a good idea' He sat up and rubbed his eyes. A little more sleep would have been good too. But from the way he was feeling, he
felt as if he could take on a thousand Handsome Jack clones and still have energy to spare.
'Certainly must be a few in there' Brick slapped the side of the container, as a buzzard hovered over it, ready to cart it back to Moxxis under-dome.
'Lillith did well with the spider-ants too' Maya added, as she joined the crew.
'How did you guys go?' Montayva looked at Brick and Axton, who each waited for the other to answer.
'They got Nada!' Maya smirked, holding back her laugh.
'Damn! What happened?' Mordecai asked curiously.
'Dont ask buddy. Just. Dont.' Brick put his hand on the hunters shoulder as the pair walked around the other side of the container to hitch up the chains.
'That doesn't sound good' Montayva said to Maya, and Axton shook his head.
'We had a few minor, er, disagreements' He shrugged, it wasn't as big of a deal to him.
'How did you go with the stalkers?' Montayva continued with the questions.
'Not bad. Not as good as you guys though' The blue haired siren admitted. They heard a loud thud, and looked up to see Brick on top of the container, and he began bellowing orders to the buzzard pilot. Mordecai approached the other three, and slapped Montayva on the butt before grabbing a chain to climb onto the container.
'See you back at Sanctuary babe' Montayva just waved as the buzzard lifted the container into the air. Axton hadn't missed a thing.
'Babe, ey?' he wiggled his eyebrows at the younger siren, and she rolled her eyes at him in return.
'Careful Axton. She can do more to you than a plain old phase-lock' Maya warned, joining Montayva as she head towards the fast travel station.
'Now, now ladies' Axton jogged to catch up, throwing an arm over each siren 'No need to get nasty, there's plenty of me to go around!' He joked. He was rewarded with elbows in the ribs from each side.
