Chapter 18
CHAPTER 18
D’Var
“ I am taking L’Ren to bed," I tell my crew. I lift L’Ren off the bed and carry her to our room.
“You know, I think I can walk now,” she tells me, I just grunt and stalk towards the hallway. I make it to our room in no time and go straight towards the shower. I put her down and she tentatively takes some steps.
“Are you okay in here, L’Ren?” I ask. Worry clouding my mind. I want to give her privacy, but I do not think I can bear to be apart from her. I take two steps towards the door when she makes a small whimper.
“D’Var?” she softly says. “What is happening right now, my chest hurts by the thought of you leaving the room, I literally can’t bear to be apart from you.”
Walking back to her, taking her hands in mine. I kiss her fingers, not caring how dirty they are.
“This is the bond, my Zarra. It suffered when you were taken, and it is trying to repair itself.” She swallows and then she looks at me.
“Stay, D’Var. Please stay with me,” she says.
I nod and I bend down to kiss her lips. “I will start the shower, so you can relieve yourself, is that ok?”
She blushes and bites her lip as she nods her agreement.
The shower is short and clinical. We are both exhausted, the bond is riding me hard to take care of her, to show her a softer side of me. When we are both dry I dress her in one of her long shirts, then put on my sleeping pants.
She yawns and I lift her up, put her under the covers then slide in next to her. I let out a sigh of relief. When I feel her contentment settling inside of me through our bond, I know that I am finally whole.
Lauren
I wake up the next morning feeling warm and well rested. I snuggle into D’Var’s hold, not wanting to open my eyes. I feel his morning erection poking into me, only to realize that is not the only thing I feel. I feel… contentment, sleepiness, but also worry.
“D’Var?” I murmur.
“Yes, my mate,” he replies.
“Are you worrying about something?”
“I worry about you,” he says pulling me even closer. “I worry how you are feeling, I worry if your leg has healed right, and I wonder how you are feeling after those fucking Sterno took you.”
I blink when my ordeal comes back to me, engulfing me with sadness. D’Var gasps .
“I… I feel you inside of me, L’Ren,” he exclaims in wonder. Chasing away my overwhelming sadness with his surprise.
“Can you feel me?” I ask.
“Yes, I can,” he nuzzles my neck. “Being able to feel your mates’ feelings is the first step in completing the bond.” He pauses to kiss my neck.
“What happens next?” I wonder.
“Feelings, then thoughts. At first it will be harder to control, we will broadcast everything to each other. That will fade with time and training.”
“So we can be in each other’s head, only when we want to?” I ask.
He nods. “Yes, though if thoughts or feelings are overwhelming, you probably will broadcast them anyway.”
I sigh. I don’t want him to feel my emotions right now. My head is not in the best place, and I desperately want to keep it to myself.
Before I know it, D’Var has turned me around in his arms. He gently pulls me into him and draws the blanket around us. Laying on our sides, I am tucked into his warm chest, protected by his big arms.
“Before, when I was with Yalix, he did everything he could, to try to break me,” I whisper against his skin. I feel D’Var tensing up, but he only draws me in closer, kissing the top of my head. I continue, because I need him to know. I need to speak this out loud.
“He couldn’t, obviously, but when he got tired of the regular torture, he had a very special way of making sure I would comply.” I pause, mentally preparing myself to speak the words that will reveal my greatest nightmare.
“He put me in a box. A black metal box, I had to curl up in a ball to fit inside it and he would leave me in it for days. It was so cold, always so cold. There was no food, no water, and I had to relieve myself on the spot. It was terrible. Then, when it was done, they would hose me down and sometimes put me back in the box, or torture me in other ways if I showed any defiance," I weep.
“The only thing I hate more than that box is Yalix himself.” I feel D’Var caressing my back.
“Every time I hear another thing about what they did to you, my respect for you rises,” he says. “I have never met a warrior like you. One with such strength and perseverance.”
I wiggle myself out of his tight embrace a bit, so I can look at him. He caresses my cheek.
“I mean it, L’Ren. You have overcome more than many a warrior.” I eye him skeptically.
“You don’t think I am too damaged? Broken? Dirty?”
“DIRTY?” He almost roars. “Who called you dirty? Tell me their name so I can bring you their heads.”
I giggle. “I am ashamed to admit how much I like this savage side of you, but no, nobody called me that. It’s just… I think of myself like that sometimes.”
“Why?” he asks, completely baffled by my line of thinking.
“Well, because of the whole space whore and sex slave thing? And now with his brand on my thigh...”
He tilts my head so I can look into his eyes. His eyes have a serious glint that pin me down with a long stare.
“Do not ever think less of yourself, because of what you have been through. You are not dirty, or damaged, or broken. You are everything to me. I told you that my heart only beats for you know, and it is true. Without you, I cannot go on without you.” He takes my hand and puts it on his chest.
“Do you feel my heart beating, my sweet Zarra? Do you feel that?” I nod and he continues.
“You are the star in my void, the light that will lead me, the fire that burns within me. There is not a cell in my being that would not think the world of you, just the way you are. ”
He takes my hand, turning it around to place it between my breasts.
“Do you feel it? Our bond?” I nod. “Trust in it, trust in me, trust in us. We were meant to be together, it is written in the stars.”
If there was still a wall standing in my mind, in my heart, it is gone now. This alien, with his touches, his kisses. He not only told me how he feels about me, but I can feel it. The bond is pulsing, it is making me absolutely sure that he is telling the truth. Suddenly I know, without a doubt, that I love him.
I put my arms around his neck and pull him close so I can kiss him. I put all of my feelings in the kiss, even though I am sure he will probably feel them anyway. He opens his lips against mine and gives me the sweetest of kisses. We kiss for a while, his hands roaming my back, his lips firm against mine.
I feel his tail sliding between our legs and I moan and hike up my right leg to put it over his. He gives me one more lingering kiss before he pulls back and looks at me.
“Are you okay, my mate?” I nod. “I can feel your arousal, and I want nothing more than to make you mine, but you have been through so much.”
He trails off, keeping his eyes locked with mine. I gently touch his cheek, and caress his neck.
“I am okay, D’Var. I do not hurt anywhere, nobody touched me like that, and I would like nothing more than to feel you inside of me.” I blush at my direct words, biting my lower lip.
“Is it the bond that is making me come onto you so hard?”
D’Var nods. “I think it is. Are you okay with that?”
I think about that for a minute. The thought does not scare me, or makes me feel like I am losing control. It actually makes me glad, because it simplifies things for me .
“Yes… Yes, I am okay with it,” I tell D’Var before I slowly kiss him again. “I know, I want you, and if the bond is making me forget all my worries, I am happy for it and I don’t want to waste a single second.”
I am rewarded by his hand on my breast, it feels rough, mixed with the texture of my shirt. He keeps his eyes locked on mine and it gives me the utmost erotic feeling. I see the stars swirling in his eyes as his tail moves up my inner legs and touches my folds. I gasp. I am not wearing any underwear and my shirt has slid up to my waist, leaving me exposed to him.
His hand keeps caressing my breast when his tail slides through my folds. I moan, closing my eyes.
“Look at me,” he commands gruffly, the authority in his voice making me obey instantly. A flush of wetness flowing from my body.
His tail has a mind of its own, teasing me, spreading my arousal all through my folds, carefully avoiding my clit. His smug grin is giving me goosebumps.
“What do you need, L’Ren?” he asks.
“More,” I moan, his grin gets even more smug.
“Say it…”
“Please touch my clit,” I almost don’t recognize the husky voice that is leaving my mouth.
“Like this?” he says as his tail lightly brushes across my sensitive nub.
“Harder,” I breathe. “In little circles, with a little bit of pressure, but not too much.”
“That was not so hard, now was it?” He says, while his tail works my clit exactly the way I told him to. Within no time, I am panting, gasping, wriggling. I feel so empty, so needy.
“I need you, inside of me,” I pant. He lets go of my breast and thrust a finger into my channel.
“Like this? ”
“Your cock.” I groan. “Please D’Var, I need to feel your cock inside of me.
He grins, then turns himself to his back.
“If you want it, take it.” His eyes are swirling with desire. I push myself up to my knees, take the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head.
“You are wearing too much clothes,” he grins, removing his pants with the speed of light.
I take him in, he is so handsome, so beautiful. Strong muscles, soft gray skin, desire in his eyes and a cocky smile. He holds my gaze as he palms his big cock, softly stroking himself. His ridges are rippling under his hands, I feel his pleasure through our bond and I squeeze my thighs together. I can’t wait to feel him inside of me.
I straddle him, taking his hand away from his cock. Silently I lift myself, positioning my entrance above his cock. The tip of his dick is nudging at my pussy and I sigh. Just the tip already feels so good. Add in the extra pleasure I feel through the bond and I am close to cumming already.
I gently lower myself until I am fully seated. Breathless, still remaining eye contact, I start to move. At first I rock gently into him, getting used to the overwhelming feeling of him inside of me. His ridges ripple inside of me and make me moan. He smirks, but he quickly starts moaning himself when I start to move. I move up and down across his hard length until we are both panting and I am on the verge of cuming.
D’Var starts taking over control, pushing into me when I lower myself, grabbing my hips. The tip of his tail sneaks up on me and starts caressing my clit.
“D’Var,” I moan. “Please make me cum.”
“That can be arranged,” he grins, picking up the pace of his movements, forcing me to do so as well. On a hard trust he pushes onto my clit and I combust. I see stars as I feel my pussy contract on his cock. The orgasms is intense, when it finally subsides I feel D’Var stiffen beneath me, howling out my name as he spills himself in me.
I slump towards his chest. He spins us around, kissing me hungrily and greedily.
“That. Was. Amazing.” I manage to get out, in between kisses. D’Var hums his agreement and kisses me some more. He pulls himself up on his elbows, nipping my lower lip.
“We need a shower.” I laugh. Hard and breathless.
“Yes, We do.”