Janus the Arrival (The Janus Trilogy Book 1) by Stephen Harding Page B

instant, Vicky’s mind
began to swim back and forth as he entered her head. This caused her memory to
drift right back to the time of her abduction, and then she began to experience
the same sensation she’d had when the Dra-Na-Zee had subjected her to a similar
torment so many years earlier.
        ‘Stop it Janus, Please !’ she pleaded as the pain increased and caused her to cry
out loud. In response to her request, the pressure gradually eased off. Then
his powerful hands enveloped her head and pulled it up against his chest, where
she could do nothing but lay in silence and listen to the roaring sound of his
heart. It wasn’t long before she felt his manhood begin to stiffen with
excitement, and feeling the need to respond, especially as she was already
growing damp down below, she readily accepted him inside her, Vicky clung on desperately
as if there were no tomorrow. She really loved things the way they were right
now, and really wished it would never ever end.
       
    Janus
peered across and watched the second hand as it completed another circuit of the
clock face. It was still only four forty in the morning. Turning to check on
Vicky, who was sleeping very contentedly, he felt an instant stirring in his
loins. He wondered if he should wake her, before finally deciding she probably
needed the rest. Turning back to where he’d been facing originally, he gazed
across the room. Then, as he began to stare at the moon that shone directly
outside the window, a strange sensation suddenly overcame him without any
warning whatsoever. The harder he looked, the deeper the image of the moon
seemed to become, as it slowly started to alter its appearance and change in
shape. The room became very cold and unpleasant all of a sudden, and Janus felt
rather startled as a strange vision unexpectedly materialised directly before
him. The image he was visualising was the landscape of an exceedingly dark and
desolate plain from what he could make out. This stretched out as far as the
eye could see, and the whole thing had quite clearly been destroyed from an
intense heat of some sort. A temperature from which he imagined nothing could
possibly have survived. Something dawned on him just at that point and he
immediately seemed to understand its meaning.
        Janus felt an empty numbness eat right
through him as he realised that this was his true home planet. What he was
looking at was the planet Pagos, and he knew that it was gone forever. Other
visions followed in rapid succession, including some from the Dra-Na-Zee Elders
that provided him with various instructions to guide him over the coming weeks.
There was also a promise that further instructions would reach him within the
fullness of time, whatever that meant. As the visions began to fade away, the
moon gradually regained its natural form, which left Janus with a certain sense
of calm and belonging.

 
    As
morning arrived, a cold mist began to settle outside. Glancing over at the
figure sleeping nice and relaxed next to him, he noticed a lightly freckled
breast had teased its way over the top of the duvet. While trying to place the
thoughts of what lay ahead to the back of his mind, Janus reached over and
placed his mouth on the inviting red bud that soon stood slightly erect and
tantalising. They made love over the next hour and listened at the dawn chorus
as the sun rose up towards the heavens with the mist having eventually
dispersed. It shone directly through the window to where they lay, and Vicky
couldn’t help but notice him gazing with great interest. It almost seemed as if
they were communicating with each other, yet also appeared as if Janus were
waiting for some sort of signal. Sadly the woman would never realise how close
to the truth her thoughts had been.

 
    A
short while later, while they were both getting dressed beside the bed, as soon
as the sun reached a certain point in the sky, Janus immediately sprang into
action and pushed her away from him.