CHAPTER ELEVEN
NORA
The closer we got to Julconi, the harder it became for me not to worry about Sahvin’s mission. Or to be more accurate, it was a stark terror that he wouldn’t come back. Although I tried to stay positive, it was hard, and I couldn’t help that my anxiety spilled over into our relationship.
I spend more time in training to become a medical tech than was required. I went to the gym for extra sessions and spent more time with the others from the slave ship. Maybe if I spent more time away from him, it wouldn’t hurt as much if he didn’t come back. I knew I shouldn’t be thinking that way but raiding a prison planet where they were outnumbered a thousand to one sounded suicidal.
Sometimes, I felt on the verge of panic, and being with Sahvin seemed to increase those feelings rather than soothe them. I didn’t realize I had been withdrawing until Sahvin called me on it when I was getting ready to go to the gym after the third meal for the third time in a week. I had already been there four times during the days as well.
“Nora, why are you going to the gym again? You already went once today, and you had hand combat training too,” he said as I was changing. “Your body is perfect, sweet one. I think you are avoiding me, and I’m not sure I understand why?”
I looked up at him, and I could see the hurt in his eyes as it dawned on me what I had been doing. I realized that it wouldn’t help, no matter what I did. I would still be devastated if Sahvin didn’t come back from the mission.
My eyes teared up as I looked at him and I wiped them away with my fingers. “Oh, Sahvin, it’s not you. It’s this mission… Sometimes I get so scared… Afraid you won’t come back.” More tears came, and I couldn’t stop them. “I feel like I waited my whole life to find you. I love you so much.”
Then I was wrapped in his arms sobbing against his chest. He rubbed my back and stroked my hair and let me cry. It was exactly what I needed.
“Nora, meomee, I am scared too. That will make me careful. I know my job, and I will do everything I can to come back to you,” he murmured against my hair. “I’m not going alone or unarmed. We have recon teams on the planet already.”
“I-I know all this, but it doesn’t make the fear go away.” I had almost cried it out by then. “I’m sorry, Sahvin, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I know you have to do this.”
“If you want to keep busy, so you don’t have to think about I, I have a better way,” he said with a familiar gleam in his eyes as I looked up at him.
That’s all it took for my body to react as he held me tightly. I suddenly wanted to be naked with him on me and in me, mouth fused to mine in a long, tongue probing kiss.
So instead of changing to go to the gym, we divested each other of clothing and fell into bed. I wanted him to just slide his hard cock into me, but Sahv had other ideas. He proceeded to drive me mad with desire, kissing my face and neck, lingering delightfully on my breasts, sucking each nipple in turn and kissing his way down over my belly to my pussy.
There, he lingered, sucking and licking my clit with a couple fingers buried deep in my opening. I wailed inarticulately as an exquisite orgasm racked my body with shudder after shudder. I was entirely beyond any rational thought by then, which I’m sure was his intent. I was still quaking with the aftershocks of orgasm as he moved over me and lowered himself on top of me and into me.
I can’t think of anything that felt better than the feel of his cock filling me to the hilt. He didn’t start fucking me right away. He just lay on me with my inner walls contracting around him and kissed me long and slow until my contractions waned.
“Sahvin… Sahvin,” I murmured his name between kisses. “I love you, I love you forever no matter what. You’d better come back to me!”
“I will,” he vowed.
I knew he meant it. That he would do his best.
But we didn’t say anything more as he slowly thrust in and out of me. I just basked in the feel of his magnificent body pressed against mine and wrapped myself around him. It was so much more than just a physical union---like our souls were melding as well as our bodies.
It seemed like hours that Sahvin teased me on the brink of ecstasy, breathlessly panting and so aroused, completely enthralled. Sahvin, my Sahvin. I must have come several times before he took his release, and then he stayed inside me until his cock hardened and we fucked some more. Meomee, Sahvin.
I later realized that I was wasting time worrying about what might happen when I should be cherishing every moment with my mate. It didn’t stop me from worrying about what could happen when I let myself think about it, but I stopped dwelling on it.
Sahvin was no rooky. He was a trained, battle experienced soldier. We both knew what it meant to be rescued from a life of slavery. These people the mercenaries intended to recover were just as deserving as we were.
I finally had to convince myself to stop fearing and start believing that they would succeed in their mission and come back victorious.
Somewhere I had read that thought was a dominant force in the universe. If one believed strongly enough, it could affect the outcome of an event. I finally chose belief in success rather than fear failure. It was so not fair to punish Sahvin with my fear when all the man had ever done was love me---well and often.