The Alpha Project: Book One

The Alpha Project

Book One – Exodus

By

Toby Clark

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2010 Toby Clark

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Alpha Seven

Book One Exodus

Chapter 1

Amelie squealed as arms folded around her. A naked body pressed up against her from behind.

Guess who?

Oh, Desmond, don’t be such an idiot. You gave me a fright!

Mother sent me here to see how you were getting on. She says there isn’t much time.

She untwined his arms and turned around to be greeted by the sight of the young man, dressed only in boxer shorts in the steamy, humid atmosphere of the hydroponicum. He was quite tall, slim, well muscled and fit as were they all. Blue eyes and sandy coloured hair showed off an attractive and animated countenance. The beginnings of hair were visible on his chest, he would soon be coming into his prime. He grinned and let his eyes roam over her. Amelie…

Mother says we mustn’t even think about it. This isn’t the time.

Oh, Mother! What does she know about feelings?

You mustn’t say things like that, Desmond!

But I love you Amelie. I think you are the loveliest person in the world! Expedition he corrected himself. And for the first time ever, I’ve got you on your own.

She lowered her eyes demurely. Desmond! I had to get the sprays ready, this is supposed to be an emergency, after all. I was just making the final connection when you – surprised me.

Well, turn it on then.

You know what it will be like when I do. She smiled, looked back into his eyes. We can leave it for a little while yet, I’m sure. The canopy is immensely strong. They both looked up at the reassuringly bright white dome that rose in a mighty vaulting arch high above them. I think that Father is overdoing the precautions. If you ask me, that is.

She reached out and took his hand, led him to the grassy bank in front of the pond. He noticed the fat length of pipe which she had fed into it and which disappeared in amongst the undergrowth of the forest back the way they had come. Won’t it empty all the water out?

Well, of course it will to start with but it will drain back in again so it should just keep going round and round for as long at it is needed. That’s what Father said would happen. It is just like the normal rain making system only directed up on to the canopy and with more force

Oh, Amelie! You’re so beautiful! Desmond sat down on the grass and pulled her down beside him. Will you let me kiss you?

Amelie lowered her eyes again. She was completely unable to suppress the blush that came to her cheeks. She nodded. Desmond leaned across and brushed his lips to her cheek. She could feel the warmth of his body as his trunk pressed against her and she instinctively leaned forward against him. Her breast was touching him, she hadn’t realised how sensitive it was. She was starting to breathe through parted lips and she could feel her heartbeat becoming stronger. He was putting both arms around her and drawing her around face to face, then his lips were against hers. She found herself winding her body around him in response, feeling the back of his neck with her hands and returning his embrace with an increasingly urgent fervour.

They sat embracing and kissing for some minutes, following the demands of nature and the hunger of youth, uncaring for their inexperience. She pulled back apart from him and gazed into his face, drunk with sensation and the heat of physical contact. They were both breathing heavily, she could see that his face was flushed. Their eyes were locked together.

Mother? she whispered. Isn’t here he replied breathily.

She reached behind her and unhooked her regulation bra, let it fall on the grass beside her. His eyes dropped to her breasts. She reached forward and pulled his face down against them, gripped his shoulders, rocking him against her. He kissed her nipples, his lips pulling them up into tight points, then he was above her, she was lying back with the soft, yielding grass against her skin. His eyes looked into hers, enquiringly. She ran her hands down his flanks, hooked her fingers inside the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down over his hips, with boldness that surprised herself, eased them over his big, bulging erection and down his thighs. In an immediate response, he had pulled her knickers down as far as her knees and she wrestled them off altogether while he did the same and then they were naked.

She was drowning in his eyes, her own were liquid pools of desire. Her time had come and she was eagerly ready for him. She held his hot, erect penis in both hands and guided him between her labia, nuzzling the head of him against herself, overwhelmed by the sheer physical sensations coming from inside. Now! she commanded hoarsely. He began to thrust with his hips, she could feel him pressing more tightly each time until something gave and he was entering her, going deeper, opening her for the first time until he came all the way down on to her mound. She shuddered, whispered into his ear. Gently! Don’t hurt me. Go slowly.

Desmond tried to hold himself back but it was impossible. She began to writhe and moan beneath him, making him so incredibly excited that his ejaculation came almost at once. She pushed up against him, wanting more but for the moment, he was finished.

Desmond, that was wonderful she murmured. Why did you finish so quickly?

Couldn’t help it He was faintly shamefaced, feeling himself slacken inside her. Next time it will be different, I promise!

When will that be?

He grinned, bent forward over her and kissed her on the mouth. He had already felt renewed stirrings of passion. Now! He began to press with his hips, gently at first until he became fully hard again. She gripped him tightly with her hands on his buttocks, pulling him in to herself, gasping and groaning with the unbelievable sensations of joy welling up inside her as he slid strongly over her clitoris and to his full depth inside her. This time she made him work as hard as he could, he was amazed at the force of her response, she was like a wild thing, thrashing and bucking underneath him until she exploded with the violence of her orgasm and took him with her for the second time.

They collapsed together, Desmond still lying on top of her. They were running with sweat in the hot humidity of the hydroponicum, both gasping for breath until at length they began to sink into the delicious peacefulness of relaxation after the fury of their passion. He became aware that she had fallen asleep with him still inside her, his body still covering her. He breathed in the aromatic musky scent of her body, letting himself learn the little sensations and feelings which would cement his love for her in the desperate months and years that he did not yet know were to come.

As he sat beside her sleeping form, his eyes wandered over the lush rainforest that comprised H2. A microcosm of its earthly precursor, flora and fauna designed for maximum biodiversity but subject to the criterion