Chapter 14 #2
“That part is simple,” she answered with the ghost of a smile.
“Good. Meals will be brought to you and I’m told the chair is comfortable for sleeping with the addition of a few pillows. Just ask the nurse if you need anything.” He turned and was gone.
The hours dragged. Occasionally Jamirr would stir and Samyra’s hopes would rise that he was coming out of the cryosleep aftereffects but he would open his eyes, glance at her and say her name and then sink into the fog again.
The doctor assured her he was recovering as well as could be expected but the process would take time.
Rennyr sat by the bed for a few hours on the second day while Samyra went to her suite and took a shower and got dressed in a tunic, boots and buttery soft leather pants the mates had sent for her.
They’d had her sizes from when she’d been in the Five Systems and Falayla had redesigned her gladiatorial costume.
She rushed to the medbay and took her place in the chair again.
Leaving him for any time at all had been hard but she refused to arrive at the House of Badari in the state she’d been in.
This was the first day of her new life there and she didn’t want to feel at a disadvantage.
“He was much more restless with you gone,” Rennyr told her as he prepared to take his leave. “You’re good for him.”
Once they were orbiting the planet, Jamirr was transferred to a shuttle and Samyra walked next to the antigrav litter, holding his hand.
The trip to the surface was short and Kyden had several groundcars waiting for them at the spaceport.
The closer she got to the House of Badari compound the faster her heart pounded.
Samyra wasn’t sure she was ready for this drastic change in her life but events were overtaking her and she had to ride the wave.
Elara waited to greet them as the vehicles pulled into a private courtyard at the estate.
After kissing Kyden in an embrace so scorching Samyra had to look away, the lady of the house came to her with a smile.
“We’ve prepared the same suite you had when you were here before, which I hope will meet with your approval.
You and Jamirr should be fine there. If you need anything, you only need to let me or Arinna know. ”
Elara and the Manager of the House escorted the group through the halls to the rooms which had been Samyra’s previously.
She was relieved to be in the same space, to have something be familiar, and it would be more than roomy enough for the two of them to share.
Macuse the House doctor was waiting when they arrived and followed her into the suite.
“I need to do an exam,” he said. “I have a couple of injects to administer to Jamirr as well and then we can leave the two of you in peace for a few hours. I’m on call if you need anything or Jamirr’s condition changes.”
Samyra knew he lived in the immense compound as well.
Kyden was insistent on his people residing under his roof and luckily the ancient dwelling was huge.
During her previous visit they’d been doing construction on an expansion as well.
The House came with a generous expanse of land.
When it had been built originally it had been on the outskirts of the city but over the centuries the city had spread and encroached on the estate.
Samyra had been told the previous noble owners of the House had refused many times to sell so much as an acre of their land for development.
Certainly Kyden was never planning to part with any of it.
Her House had been so minor compared to the history and power held here. She’d been proud of her father’s accomplishments and hers but she’d been a medium sized fish in a small pond.
And now she had to find her way in a new, much larger pond.
She was confident once Jamirr was healthy she’d find her feet. Battling in an arena wasn’t the only thing she could do and was good at.
After everyone left she checked on Jamirr and went to take a shower in the luxuriously appointed bathroom. When she came into the bedroom wrapped only in one of the huge bath towels, she stopped on the threshold. “You’re awake.”
“Finally.” He reached out to her and she stepped hastily to the bedside. “I missed you.”
“I’ve been right by your side practically every moment since we rescued you,” she said, clutching the towel with one hand and holding on tightly to him with the other. “You know where we are?”
“House of Badari,” he said with no hesitation. “Do I remember correctly you told me you’d killed Tirion?”
“We fought with daggers and he had no chance against me. I was in a berserker rage over what had been done to you. Then your brothers blew up the building and we were out of there.” Samyra sat on the edge of the bed as he scooted over a few inches.
“I’m so sorry about all of it but especially the whole issue with the pack bond.
I had no idea…but you’re a free man now.
Kyden and I took care of all the paperwork. ”
“You have nothing to apologize for,” he said, eyes glowing amber. “You saved me from a certain death in the mines and then we were playing by the rules of your world.”
“There’s supposed to be a ceremony,” she said. “Where I cut the bracelet off and hand it to you but Tirion’s men already did that.”
He glanced at his bare wrist and then smiled at her. “I’ll never be free—you’ll always be my mistress, in my heart.”
Blushing, she couldn’t meet his eyes. “We—we’d better let Kyden know you’re awake and recovered. He wants to do the pack bonding oath as soon as possible.”
“Kyden can wait. They can all wait. There’s another bond I’m much more interested in at this moment.” He fisted his cock, which was tenting the sheets. “Did anyone mention the mate bond?”
Riveted by the sight of him stroking himself, she managed to say, “Not in any detail, more in passing.”
He suddenly yanked the towel away from her and tossed it on the floor.
“Much better. I like this view. If I’m truly a free man by law now, then I’m free to claim my fated mate.
Samyra, I’ve been yours since the first day you rescued me from the market.
I love you with all my heart and I’d be honored to make you my mate. ”
“I love you too so of course I’ll be your mate or your wife and any other title that says we’re together forever.” She was strangely nervous, not sure what would come next.
Jamirr threw the sheets back and yanked off the sweatpants he’d been dressed in.
His freed arousal slapped against his stomach and pulsed.
Samyra feasted her eyes on his muscular body and reached to close her hand around his girth as much as possible.
Lowering her head, she took him between her lips as he groaned and wound her hair around his fist. She hummed as she worked him, enjoying the way he moved and the sounds he made as she stimulated his cock, taking him deep into her throat.
The tiny amount of pain inflicted by the tight grip he had on her hair was an added pleasurable trigger and her core ached for him.
She reached to fondle his sac and then tease the sensitive place behind them.
With a roar, he pulled her off and swung her onto the mattress next to him. “This must be done a certain way for the claiming to take,” he said as he rolled her over and encouraged her up onto her knees, butt in the air.
“Whatever you need is fine with me, always,” she said, her inner core throbbing with need and desire. She got a tight grip on the sheets and took a deep breath, more than ready to accept whatever he was going to give her.
He lined himself up behind her and then thrust hard, going deep before he pulled back and repeated the motion.
Samyra was so aroused and eager that she welcomed the force of his passion and clenched herself around him.
Jamirr’s rhythm sped up and the angle he hit was so perfect she screamed his name and went over the edge of her release before she realized how close she was.
The waves of sensation took her into another plane of consciousness but she felt a nip at the spot where her neck met her shoulder.
The sensation was only a tiny flicker of pain but it sent her into another orgasm right on top of the first. He came with her, hot jets of release bathing her core.
Dimly she was conscious of Jamirr announcing triumphantly, “Mine. At last.”
He rolled off her onto his back and his eyes were glowing a hot amber color she’d never seen before.
His face was set in lines of pride and he was so handsome and desirable she didn’t hesitate but pushed him flat and lowered herself onto his cock, which was rising again already.
Badari recovery time was practically instant as she ‘d learned the few times they’d made love before.
Samyra rolled her hips and set a fast pace, feeling as if she was in the grip of something more powerful than herself.
She wanted another release from Jamirr and she was going to have it or else.
He seemed fully on board with her desire, suckling her breast as she leaned over him and adding stimulus with his clever fingers stroking the spot where her pearl of nerves was hidden in the folds of her body.
“You. Are Mine,” she said in a voice she’d only ever used in the arena, certainly not in bed with a man she cared for. “Come for me now.”
Jamirr arched off the mattress with the force of his release, as if her words had been a trigger or the breaking of a barrier.
His face was set in lines of ecstasy and his eyes were so hot she swore she saw flames.
Samyra let herself go and as the waves of sensation broke over her she lowered her head to his neck and bit down hard, tasting his blood, which was spicy and intoxicating. “Mine!” she said on a gusty exhale.
Suddenly exhausted she collapsed onto his chest and he pulled her close and held her tightly.