Page 21 of Rescuing Mara (Warriors of Arracate #2)
CHAPTER 21
Mara
W e prepare to leave the planet the following day. Lauren chatters away about everything she’s seen, and I am grateful for the distraction she brings. O’Rec tries to be his usual charming self, but I can see he has trouble keeping up the facade. Our talk still seems to weigh heavy on his mind, but there is nothing I can do right now.
After breakfast, we say our goodbyes to Queen Rahna when one of her servants guides us towards the ship. This time, O’Rec clings to me, and I think about the words Queen Rahna told me when we met. ‘He needs you as much as you need him.’ My mind feels free. Free of the chains that tethered me to Ananta. Free to bond with O’Rec. I smile at that thought, I will tell him tonight.
Lauren and I sit on the couch that spans the entire wall of the command center as the males prepare the ship for takeoff. O’Rec is twitchy; I see it in his movements and tail swishes. Neither of us speaks, but the men must have another silent conversation because a course is plotted. D’Var gets up and lifts Lauren off the couch as soon as we arrive in space. She squeals with joy and lets him take her to, I presume, their room.
O’Rec remains seated, completely focused on his task, and I feel a bit lost. Lauren has her garden and cooking, the men have tasks, but I have… nothing.
Hesitantly, I walk towards O’Rec but stop myself before I reach him. I don’t want to be a bother…
Just as I want to turn around, I feel his tail latching onto my waist, and he pulls me into his lap.
“Where do you think you are going, my mate?” I snuggle into his embrace, tucking my head under his chin.
“I don’t know. I feel a bit useless and have nothing to do.”
“Hmm, I can understand that.” His eyes move from me to T’Rak and back.
“Captain, are you good to proceed alone?”
He lets out an indignant huff. “Go, be with your mate. I will take care of the ship.”
O’Rec grins and then puts me back on the ground before he guides me to his room.
“I don’t know what solution to me feeling useless lies in your room.” I tell him when we walk through the hallway. “But I’m glad we can spend some more time together.”
The sliding door opens with a whoosh, and O’Rec turns around with a smirk. “Just follow me, my mate,” he says as he begins to walk back and undo the clasps of his harness. My mouth suddenly feels dry when I think of touching all those delicious muscles of his.
“Are you going to let me touch you this time?” I follow him into the room.
“Maybe,” he winks as his harness lands on the side table. His hands move towards his trousers next, and my breath hitches as lust blooms in my belly. He opens the first button and the next but then stops.
“Do you want to take a bath with me, Marra?” His husky voice makes my thighs clench.
Nodding, I step towards him, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head, letting it fall to the ground. As our eyes lock, he swiftly pushes down his trousers, stepping out of them. I quickly mimic his movements, and there we are. Standing naked in front of each other.
I drink him in, and he is beautiful. His muscular torso, his muscled arms, adorned with the tattoos I keep mesmerizing over, leading down in a V shape towards his big, thick cock. I lick my lips, stepping towards him. Something ripples across the skin of his cock as I focus my attention on him. Ridges… I swallow, there is a lot of cock, I don’t know how that will fit, but I guess it will because I don’t hear Lauren complain. I let out a high-pitched giggle at that, though, making O’Rec grin.
“Like what you see, my Zarra?”
I raise my chin. “I love what I see, Mate.” His sharp intake of breath at the use of the word means everything to me. With one last look at his intoxicating cock, I stride past him towards the bathroom. I look over my shoulder as I open the door. “You said something about bathing?”
He grins like a fool as he quickly moves, and I smile at him before I continue towards the bathtub. I dip my toe into the water and moan at the perfect temperature. Slowly, I lower myself until my feet touch a small ledge. I look next to me and see O’Rec’s already engulfed in the water, swimming backward toward the center of the tub.
“You know this bath is more like a pool?” I hold on to the edge for safety.
O’Rec laughs. “Do you know how to swim, my star?” I shake my head and feel his tail circling my wrist. “Hold on to me, and I’ll carry you.”
He pulls me towards him and I dip under water before I surface in the safety of his arms. He laughs at my hopefully scolding stare.
“Was that really necessary?”
Grinning, he pulls me flush against him. “If it gets you into my arms, anything is authorized.”
I wrap my arms around his neck as he lazily swims us towards the edge of the tub near the windows and sits down on a sunken bench. He keeps me in his lap, his hungry gaze roaming my face.
“I love you, my star,” he says. “I am so happy I found you. You are all I wanted and all I will ever need.”
I push myself onto my knees and kiss him softly. My heartbeat rises, and the feeling in my chest pulses in sync with the need between my thighs.
“I love you too, O’rec.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I know they are the truth. I know I love him with every fiber of my being. He broke me free, free from Ananta’s hold, free from her mental chains.
Ecstatic, I kiss him again. “I love you.” I say against his mouth. “I love you and am ready to be your mate, for you to be my everything.”
He doesn’t respond with words, but his kiss says it all. His hands roam my sides, and his tail slips between my parted thighs. I let out a moan when his tail touches my sex.
“I need to taste you,” he rasps, quickly spinning us around and lifting me out of the water on a small ledge. The water sloshes against my sensitive folds, and he sinks his shoulders under until he looks like a monster from the sea. He lifts my thighs, opening my core up for him, and he doesn’t waste time diving in. His tongue and teeth are everywhere; I cry out his name when he gently bites the little nub nestled at the top of my folds. He keeps licking and sucking the nub, and I feel something against my entrance. I moan as he slowly works a finger in my channel.
“Stars, you are tight, my mate,” O’Rec groans, and I bite my lip, thinking this is the moment I should tell him I have not done this before.
“I… I’m a virgin.” I pant in between licks. O’Rec looks up at me, and I’m startled by the erotic sight of his finger in my channel.
“How in the stars?!” he exclaims in wonder.
I just shrug. “Doesn’t matter, keep going, don’t stop!”
He quickly obeys and starts pumping his finger. The intrusion, combined with the assault on my nub, is making me fly, and I cry out his name in ecstasy. Again and again.
He doesn’t give me time to come down because, while I’m still panting, he adds another finger.
“Too tight.” But he keeps going with small trusts.
“Need to get you ready, my mate. My cock is quite a bit bigger than my fingers.”
I moan, clamping down my walls on his finger.
“You are doing so well, my star,” he compliments me. “You are already nice and wet, but I bet I can make you even wetter.”
He rises up out of the water to kiss me, and my hands roam his chest. He is so beautiful, and I want to touch him so, so bad.
“Need… to… touch you!” I pant as my hands roam down.
He rises from the water a bit more, and as his thumb finds my nub, I can finally get my hands on his cock.
My fingers are tracing the ridges on his cock, rippling under his skin in a random pattern. He hisses as I grab his cock in my hand, my fingers not even close to touching.
“What do I do?” I whisper, and his hand covers mine.
“Move your hand up and down, start slowly,” he says through gritted teeth.
I obey, and he rewards me with a feral moan that shoots straight to my center, where he trusts his fingers in the same rhythm as I pump his cock. Slowly at first, but when I get the hang of it, I start moving quicker, studying his reaction for pointers. Growling, he plunders my mouth, and I lose myself in the kiss, in the feeling of him, and when he adds another finger, I shatter. Again.