Page 69 of Salvation
That sounded like a great idea. He leaned forward, placing his lips against hers. “As many times as you’d like, all night.”
Pulling out, he plunged back into her hard and sure, and was rewarded with her rapid, heavy breaths. The heat of her walls seemed to intensify and his impending release coiled in his balls.
“Yes, Nick. Yes!”
Again she clenched around him and he thrust deep, stiffening as he pumped his release into her. “Saku!” White spots exploded behind his eyelids, and for a moment it seemed he was on the verge of passing out.
Awareness stole back in bits and pieces. His arms held Saku close, pressed chest to chest still joined in the most intimate way two people could be joined.
“Whoa.” His breathing didn’t seem to want to slow down anytime soon. “I haveneverorgasmed like that before.”
“We can do it again, you know.”
A chuckle rumbled through his chest, and he nuzzled the juncture of her neck and shoulder. “You’re insatiable.”
“You promised. ‘As many times as you’d like, all night’.”
She had him there. “Yes, I did. But, maybe we can do it in a bed next time—and a bit slower.”
“My room. It’s closest, and has a tub.”
Oh, the possibilities. “I’d carry you there still inside you if I could, but it’d be a short and painful trip. My pants are still around my ankles.”
She giggled next to his ear and his shaft stiffened. Getting her to her room became a priority. He pulled out of her, kicked off his shoes and pants, then lifted her off the table. “You and I, my little healer, will not be getting much sleep tonight.”
~*~
Morning had come all too soon, and with it family obligations. Nick tromped through the snow in the direction of his cube, a silent, sullen teenager at his side. Dante had boarded the surface shuttle to Cassia Cae an hour earlier. From there an interplanetary transport would return him to Terr and his duties at the infirmary. Given that Kelly and Haesi were still unaccounted for, getting Dante safely away was a prudent plan. Both women had the tenacity of a couple of Rottweilers playing tug-of-war. It was unfortunate that both had vanished.
Now, anticipation and tension ran through Center Village and the Directionals like an invisible steel cable stretched taut. As normal as everyone tried to behave, no one went anywhere alone.
If only Flora had gone with Dante. For some unfathomable reason, Alex and Gryf seemed determined to keep her at the sanctuary. The pisser was that neither of them would explain why. It made no sense, but they were the kid’s parents and he had to respect their wishes even if he didn’t agree with them. The disappointment in Flora’s eyes over having to stay had reached out to the uncle in him, though. He had to do something to make her feel better before the poor kid went stir-crazy being cooped up in the cube she shared with her parents. As soon as he’d offered to take her back to his cube today, she’d jumped at the chance.
He cast a glance at his niece. Then there was the question about her hair—or lack thereof. Alex hadn’t seemed open to discussing that either, calling it “teenage rebellion” before changing the subject. When he’d finally asked Flora, his question had been met with stony silence.
“Sorry that your visit has been ruined by all this drama, Red.”
Flora shrugged. “It’s okay, Uncle Nick. It’s not like you planned for any of this to happen.”
No, he definitely hadn’t.
“Thanks for getting me out of there.” Flora jerked her head back in the direction of the guest cube.
“Yeah, so you can come sit in my cube? Not sure you got a better deal there, kid.”
The healers’ cube was in sight. Storo strode along the length of the cube from front to back, apparently making his hourly circuit around the building checking for anything unusual. The Anferthians seemed very serious about protecting their healers.
Flora snorted. “Does it evernotsnow here? How do the ’Ferths…Anferthians stand it?”
“There wasn’t any snow when Saku and I arrived here. It was actually warm and a lot less white.”
Storo disappeared around the back of the cube, and a grin tugged at the corners of Nick’s mouth. “Wanna have some fun, Red?”
Suspicion filled her eyes, then one corner of her mouth twitched. Clearly she’d picked up on the mischievous inflection of his words. “What are you thinking, Uncle?”
“Follow me, stay close, and arm yourself.” He scooped up a handful of snow with his gloved hands and packed it into a ball.
Flora eyes went round and she gave him a wide grin, then grabbed her own handful of snow. Not a slow kid, this girl. Together they crept along the side of the cube following Storo’s trail.
