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Yet, none of that erased the damage done to over a million people. Every member of the brigade lost friends or family in the attack. That didn’t mean they hadn’t planned carefully. Getting their people back safely was the top priority. People could still get hurt even killed.
That it could be Narzek terrified Cayla when she let herself think about the possibility. The nagging uncertainty increased the intensity of their lovemaking. Every time their bodies came together in passion there was an urgency that these could be their last days together. They made love the last time a day and a half before the mission.
Cayla finished duty before Narzek and used the time to freshen up with a shower. She had donned one of Narzek’s t-shirts instead of the robe, which wasn’t standard issue. He arrived to find her bent over her lowest drawer picking out a fresh shirt and pants to wear to evening meal.
She heard their cabin door whoosh open, so she wasn’t surprised when he came up and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He cupped her breast with one hand and kissed her neck as he pulled her against him. She tilted her head back, resting it on his shoulder.
Cayla hummed in pleasure as she gave herself into his caresses. His erection pressing against her buttocks alerted her to his intentions. While kissing her neck and shoulders, he pushed up the t-shirt to cover her bare breasts with his hands. He plucked at her nipples until they stiffened into taut, hard peaks.
Cayla moaned, enjoying his caresses as ripples of sensation ebbed and flowed making her core throb and clench with desire. He slid a finger over her mons and into her wet slit. He wet the tip with her juices and rubbed it over her clit while pinching her nipple and nipping her shoulder where it met her neck.
He did that until she was squirming and pressing her ass against his hard cock over his pants. Narzek took her hands and placed them against the cupboard door, and had her bend at the waist and spread her legs. She heard the hook loop closure on his trousers pulled open. Then the head of his cock pressed against her slick entrance.
“Is this what you want?” he asked.
“You know it is,” she asserted.
Chapter Thirteen
Cayla braced herself for the exquisite pleasure of his cock, filling her. Even though she was slick and ready, it was still a delectably tight fit; so, when he filled her, he hit all the right places.
She cried out as he slid it in to the hilt, holding her hips to keep from pushing her into the cabinet door.
“I’ve been thinking about this, all day,” he said, taking her in slow, deep thrusts, hard enough to make his balls slap against her clit. “Nothing I have done has felt as good as putting my cock into you.”
Each phrase was punctuated by another deep thrust that rammed the head against her cervix and hit that inner sweet spot.
“Yes,” was the most coherent thing she could say in response to the intensity of sensation that made her catch her breath in gasps and moans.
Narzek paused, still inside her, and slid his hands under her shirt, squeezing and needing her breasts, and pinching her taut nipples. Cayla cooed her approval and clenched his cock with her inner walls. He kissed and nipped at her neck while he continued teasing her nipples with his fingers.
He did that until Cayla was on the verge of her first orgasm and then he stopped. She let out a frustrated groan, but her distress was short lived as he straightened to start pumping in and out of her harder and faster.
Cayla braced herself even as he held on to her hips as he rammed his cock into her. Every stroke brought her closer and closer to that pinnacle of ecstasy that she had only ever found with Narzek.
He fucked her hard with the fiercest passion she had ever experienced. She not only loved it, but she craved it; she craved him.
Like him, she had gone about her day, unable to stop her mind from wandering to when they could be together and do this again.
For a time, there were only the sounds of their slight grunts and moans and the slapping together of their flesh. Closer and closer, in her mind’s eye she flew higher and higher toward her climax. As it built low in her belly, her muscles tensed and she breathed in short shallow gasps.
She keened as the first contraction hit her, and her channel squeezed against his thrusting cock. Her body jerked with her release but Narzek barely slowed.
Cayla wasn’t worried, because it was only the first orgasm of a few or several that he would elicit from her.
Time seemed to stand still as she held herself steady for Narzek’s driving thrusts. Cayla came twice more before he found his release, and then she came yet again as he roared, pouring his seed into her womb. Her body jerked, and shuddered with each throb of his cock inside.
This time, Narzek thrust slowly in and partly out of her, teasing her through her final orgasm. She cooed and hummed blissfully as it played out at length.
When it finally ended, Narzek leaned over her, still inside her and wrapped his arms around her in a tender hug. “That was so good.” He pressed his lips to the back of her neck, then cupped her breasts, kneading them lightly, causing an aftershock of her orgasm that pleasured him even more.
Some mini-spans later, he finally, reluctantly pulled out of her, his erection spent. As they straightened, Cayla turned around and pressed herself against him. “I love you.”And I am scared.
She didn’t dare give voice to the last, because she thought it could somehow jinx their mission. When she looked into Narzek’s eyes, she knew he felt it too.
“I love you, too, mysolmatu.”He tilted her face up and lowered his mouth to hers in a deep, tender kiss, extending his tongue into her mouth to caress hers in a sweet, slow dance. It seemed almost that he was making it up to her for fucking her without a kiss. But it was too good for her to really mind.
After that long, slow kiss, they just held each other for a while.
