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Haven had no idea how long she slept. It felt like a year judging by how stiff and sore she was when she woke up. She meandered to the privy, relieved herself, then stumbled back to Vytln’s waiting arms and collapsed right back into sleep. He put his arm right back around her and they drifted again, sleeping even longer.
When Haven woke up the second time, it was to him moving away to go to the privy himself. She then rolled over and putherself against the wall. When he came back, he laid behind her, scooping her right into his back, and they were gone again.
The third time Haven woke, it was with a tingling between her legs, a soft moan on her lips. It took her a moment to realize what was happening. Sleep continued to fog her brain while her body was roused by Vytln’s insistent hand on her breast, his lips on her ear, and his cock slowly moving, stroking between her thighs.
“I can’t hold back anymore,” he groaned, releasing her breast to instead grab her leg and lift it, giving himself space.
Haven, still somewhere in that strange dreamlike land between sleeping and waking, pussy burning with need, arched her back, presenting her ass, making it easier for him to push the head of his upper cock inside.
The sound she let out was one of pleasure and relief. It had been too long since she felt him inside her, and she’d been through so many emotions, the storm of them was still waiting to strike once she had a chance to rest and recover.
But the slow, gradual way he entered her drove all of it back again. He released her leg, letting it rest back over his, as he instead put his hand to her lower belly and pulled, adding pressure to that sensitive area right above her pussy and pushing himself deeper at the same time.
He made love to her slowly. Pushing and pulling against her body. Adoring her and claiming her at the same time. He growled her name, low in her ear, sending shivers all over her body. Replacing all the heaviness of sleep with the sparking fire of pleasure.
And she didn't have to think or worry about what was going to happen next or plan for their future. She didn't have to do anything but lie there and take what he gave her. Enjoy the sensations rushing through her body. The thrill of being alive, of him being alive beside her, and the affirmation of that fact in the most basic and primal way possible.
They were okay. They were all okay. Sure, they were stranded. There was a lot to still figure out. But they had solved their immediate problems, they were full, they were rested, and Haven and Vytln were both alive and together.
Oh, that’s why Vytln couldn’t wait anymore. He needed this affirmation as much as she was realizing that she did. This wasn’t about sex. This was about being alive. This was about being connected. This was everything they fought and survived for. A hard reset of their systems by overloading them completely.
Haven pushed back against him. Straining to take more of him, deeper. With her free hand, she reached down and pressed his other, lower cock against her clit so that with everything thrust he was filling and rubbing her at the same time. Vytln growled in approval, claws digging into her skin, poking but not hurting, as he rolled his hips more aggressively. Still so slow, but with such force she could swear she felt him hitting her so deep he could tickle her belly button from the inside.
The buildup was slow, deliberate, Haven wasn’t ready for the moment she crested the peak. Vytln wasn’t far behind her. Only one pump more and she felt the heat of his cum spreading in her belly. Her entire body tightened and trembled as she bit her lips, trying not to let out a cry. She didn't know how thin these walls were. Sure, they looked thick and steady, but she couldn’t be sure of that, and she didn't want to disturb everyone else.
“Don’t you dare quiet yourself,” Vytln snarled, pulling at her lips, freeing them from her teeth. “Let me hear how I make you feel.”
She could hold it back only until he slipped his first cock free and replaced it with the second. The swelling around his shaft, the sensitivity of all her nerves, were too much. Feeling the wet heat of his upper cock sliding between her cheeks, forced the cry up from her mouth. Her fingers dug into the cracks in his skin; her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Moans and panting whines slipped freely from her lips as she pushed back into him. Wanting more. Needing more.
Vytln snarled, grabbing her. Before she could figure out what he was doing, he had rolled them both so she was laid out on her belly, flat on the bed, and he was holding himself over her, fucking her more furiously this time. Her toes curled into the bed as she kept her hips up, giving him the angle he needed to reach deep inside as her eyes crossed and her fingers clenched tight on the pillow that she screamed into.
When her thighs threatened to collapse, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He hunched over her, body completely covering hers, as he continued to thrust. Pounding her hips until they were sore and she was drooling into the pillow, struggling to breathe. Struggling to think. Struggling not to go bursting apart in a million pieces as he drove her insane.
When Vytln came apart, Haven shuddered as another orgasm rocked through her, driven over the edge by the rush of heat filling her. Though she knew he wouldn’t normally be done, though she knew he would have more in him, he collapsed then. Still on top of her, holding his weight on his arms and knees, but covering her completely.
It was then that Haven burst into tears.
Chapter 55
Vytln
“Feel better?”
Haven, still sniffling in his arms, nodded. She had been inconsolable for the better part of a quarter mark. Crying thick, heavy tears as she clung onto him. He couldn’t say he was altogether surprised, but it had been rather alarming to have his mate suddenly sobbing in his arms.
Though, he knew she wasn’t crying because of him. She was crying because of the sudden explosion of emotions. They were safe, she was rested, she had energy and space again and, after fucking her stupid, everything she had been putting off came rushing back to her.
Their home was gone.
Alred was gone.
They were stranded on an unfamiliar planet.
There was a lot to be thankful for, but just as much to grieve, and the combination of emotions combined with the height of sexual release had released everything at once.
“I’m being okay now,” Haven sniffed, wiping at her face and giving him an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry for crying all over you.”
