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Cayla wept softly, choking back her sobs so as not to wake him. Only, Narzek was not sleeping as soundly as she thought; she couldn’t suppress the shudder that passed through her body that woke him.
“Hey, sweetheart, what is it?” he whispered near her ear.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I know you are on duty tomorrow,” she sniffed. “I just realized I can’t go back to Earth without you, and that means I will probably never go back and see my parents again. They are sure to think I am dead after all this time.”
Cayla turned over to face him, unable to stop crying. Narzek kissed her forehead and held her, letting her cry it out while he rubbed her back and stroked her silky hair.
“What are you trying to tell me, Cay?” he asked finally.
“I accept you as my mate. But that’s not why I was crying.” She sniffed. “It was when I thought of never seeing you again that it started. Then I thought about never seeing Earth or Mom and Dad again. Even if I went back, I couldn’t stay there without you.”
“So, you want me to claim you?” He cupped his hand to her cheek and stared into her eyes in the dim blue night light.
“Yes.” She gave him a tender smile.
“Now?”
She nodded. “You know we won’t sleep until you do.” Besides, his cock went hard as soon as he pulled her against him, which of course, made her wet for him as it nestled against her core.
Narzek rolled her onto her back beneath him with his hips between her legs and kissed her, teasing her tongue with his as she opened to him. Cayla hugged and caressed him as he kissed her, tilting her pelvis, so her wet slit rubbed against his cock.
As the kiss went on, Cayla reached between them and gripped his cock. He raised his hips, and she drew the head up her channel and poised it to slide into her. He sank it into her balls deep without ever breaking the kiss, but he never started pumping in and out of her until their lips parted and he could look her in the eyes as he claimed her.
Cayla smiled up at him and stared into his eyes; she knew instinctively he desired it. It was their most intense mating yet because it was claiming sex.
Narzek started slowly, drawing his cock outward in a slow caress of her inner walls and driving it back into her, rotating his hips to rub the hilt against her clit. Each time he drove into her, Cayla gave a little moan of pleasure. He kept his steady pace drawing her pleasure slowly toward the mutual ecstasy they always found when they shared sex.
She murmured his name breathlessly as her arousal increased to where she could sense her orgasm building. He dropped his head to kiss her again and started thrusting harder and faster thrusting his tongue into her mouth in that same rhythm.
Cayla made mewing sounds of pleasure and pressed her fingertips into his back as her muscles tightened, and her breath came faster. She felt Narzek’s muscles tighten under her fingers as he pounded into her. Later she would tell him it was the best fucking she ever had.
She moaned urgently, and Narzek tore his mouth from hers. Throwing back his head, he let out a roar of triumph as he came and pumped his semen into her womb. She cried out at the same time, digging her fingernails into his back with the intensity of her climax.
After the first surge of their release, they fixed their gazes on each other as they surged and waned, panting from the exertion. Narzek lowered himself against her but held most of his weight on his forearms.
“I am yours, and you are mine as long as I draw breath,” Narzek repeated thesolmatuclaiming oath.
Cayla raised her hands to his cheeks as she continued to hold his gaze. “I am yours, and you are mine as long as I draw breath,” she repeated back to him. “This happened way faster than I thought possible. I’m not even sure how this is going to work, but you made me a believer. We aresolmatu, and I love you.”
“And I love you.” He gave her a soft, sweet kiss on her lips.
That was how romances Cayla once read would end, but this was nowhere near the end of their story. Somehow, someday she still needed to let her parents know she was still alive out there among the stars. She couldn’t ignore the fact that they were on a dangerous mission and they could all be killed. Worse, one of them could die and the other left to go on with their life alone.
Of course, she could have been killed at her job in that desert warzone back on Earth, without the chance of loving a man like Narzek. Aside from her relationship with him, she also felt like she owed the Farseek Brigade for freeing her from slavery. They didn’t pick and choose which people to rescue who were enslaved on Berrapo. They took every being who wanted to take their offer of freedom.
The Uatu people from Farseek valued their freedom above wealth and prosperity. Farm life on Farseek gave most people a comfortable living. Working the land and growing things on a world with fertile soil and a climate with long growing seasons was everything the Uatu people hoped for when they settled there many star orbits before Narzek or Cayla were born.
There was no revenge that they could take against Evzen Guryon that would repay him for the heinous thing he did in orchestrating the Sargan attack on Farseek. The only way Cayla could repay the Farseek Brigade for her freedom was to help them free more of their people. She had already decided she would serve any way she could be of help.
Despite his shortage of sleep, Narzek was in a great mood when he strode into the training room for unarmed combat practice. It was more an exercise to keep their reflexes sharp and maintain physical conditioning. Depending on the mission, they used six to ten member teams.
Narzek’s team was comprised of seven men and two women. Most of them were transfers from other Dreadnaughts, so most of them didn’t have establish friendships with each other. In the months since they had been assigned to serve under him, they had developed a sense of comradery and cooperation.
The team first went through a series of stretching exercises and endurance training on their high-tech treadmills, then weight training. Then they were ready for hand to hand sparring matches.
All disciplined professionals who knew how to work as a team, they drew lots for sparring partners. Narzek drew Seronna Brevatu, one of the female members of his team. It didn’t matter that she was female they were all trained to expert level inFehiatu,the Uatu ancient martial arts. Many had started the training as children even before they were required to begin warrior training.
What Seronna lacked in upper body strength, she made up in skill. Narzek knew better than to consider her an easy win. In two out of three rounds, each won one, and they tied for the third.
