Cherished by Ghosts, page 22
“Yes...fuck yes... Foster...please...please...” she said as his pheromones filled the air. She sighed and her body tightened around him.
"So. Fucking. Good," he ground out, breathing heavily with exertion from the punishing rhythm he was maintaining. "Get up here, baby girl. I want to stroke that clit of yours while I take you." He pulled her up so her back was against his body and slid an arm around to stroke her clit.
“Yes...” she said and wrapped her arm around his neck and arched, driving him deeper. “Foster... Fuck, I love you...”
"I love you, too, cupcake,” he told her. “Tell me you’re close to coming for me.”
“So fucking close, Daddy,” she moaned. “I need to...”
"Then ask me nicely," he growled.
“Please...please, sir... Please let me come for you...” She moaned, gripping the back of his neck.
"You may." He increased the pressure slightly on her clit and she shattered in his arms, convulsing spectacularly as she came, and he let her fall forward, gripping her hips as she rode it out, stuffed full of his cock. "Fucking beautiful," he murmured when her shivers stopped and he picked up the pace again, holding her steady with his big hands as he wrung his own pleasure out of her.
“Oh gods!” Her scream echoed as she came a second time, gripping him tight as she panted his name over and over and over.
He kept pushing it for another minute or two until she was in a blissed-out daze before he finally came with a rumbling growl that made the glasses on the bedside cabinet vibrate. "Gods, that was good," he laughed after a moment to catch his breath. "You okay down there?"
She nodded, her eyes closed, a smile on her face. “That was exactly what I wanted...needed. I feel so good...”
"Good. I'm glad to hear it. Stay there, I'll go and get a cloth." He pulled out and let her relax as he went to the bathroom and wet a washcloth, bringing it back so he could take care of her. "You get a new vine?" he asked as he cleaned.
She nodded, unwrapping the crown at her head and showing him. “It’s brighter than the others are,” she said and rolled to her back, sitting up. “Now take off your clothes,” she grinned, “and get in this bed with me.”
"Let me go clean up and then you can present yourself for some intense snuggling," he laughed, heading for the bathroom. "Two secs..." When he returned, she was already asleep.
Chapter
Foster parked the car and helped Noori out of her side, ever the gentleman...except for when he wasn't a gentleman at all. He chuckled at her dreamy smile and kissed her forehead. "I'll take you there again," he promised. "It's good to see you glowing like this." He shouldered his bag and took her overnight valise, but left her with her handbag and pushed open the door to the compound. "We're home!" he shouted into the large interior. "Who's up next?"
"Me." Galen came from the direction of the kitchen, his gaze fixed on Noori with laser-like focus. "You smell..." He scented the air and growled, his whole chest vibrating with the primal sound. "Drop your bag and run," he snarled at her, his eyes shifting to that of his bear.
Noori squealed delightedly, dropped her handbag, spilling things everywhere, and ran for the French doors in the living room.
"Yeah, fine, no worries..." Foster drawled as Galen set off after her. "I'll just clean up here, don't you worry. Also, hello, hi, the days away went great, thanks..." Shaking his head wryly, he bent to pick things up.
Outside, Galen could see Noori running. She hadn't hidden in the trees or the ornamental bamboo this time, instead heading out into the open meadows and relying on her speed over his size to build up a lead.
“She’s excited...” Blue said from his seat in the shade. “And aroused as hell.”
"Probably needed a change of pace after all that resting," Foster said, not in any way upset. "She's back on her feet energy-wise so a burst of adrenaline will probably do some good."
"Well go get her, Commander..," Blue called after him as he tore down the grounds.
"Like he was going to do anything else?" Foster shook his head, laughing at Blue.
***
Noori rounded a boulder and grinned, the idea of her bear coming after her exciting her to no end. Last time he did this, he caught her and fucked her within an inch of her life, and she hoped this time would be no different...well, she wanted to remember everything that happened after.
She skirted a large palm, and then stopped, peeking around it as she heard him coming. Gods, did she want to be caught, the part of her that was his mate relished the time they were getting to play.
"I can smell you," he called out, skidding to a stop nearby. "It's pointless hiding."
"I'm not hiding," she giggled.
"She says from behind the tree..." He shook his head. "There should be some element of difficulty to this, Evan. My bear wants a chase, not an Easter egg hunt."
Oh, she would give him a chase. Sauntering out, she shucked her dress, shook her ass and took off, running toward the meadow.
"That's more like it." Tearing his shirt off as he chased her, he grinned fiercely. She was fun and he couldn't wait to be buried in her. She made it halfway across the meadow before he tackled her, sending them both tumbling to the ground in a flurry of sprawling limbs and laughter. His claws snapped out and he sliced away her underwear, tossing it behind him somewhere in the grass as his claws receded and he shoved his own jeans down. "Gods, I hope you're ready for me," he groaned, releasing his cock and shoving into her in one desperate move. "Oh fuck...Evan...fuck..."
She gasped, shuddering. "Oh gods, fuck yes..." Her body gripped him, and she arched at the fullness. Her bear was vicious in his lust, thick and deep as he pounded into her.
"Touch yourself," he commanded, his breath hot and heavy in her ear. "I want to feel you coming on me."
"Not going to take long." She moaned. "Fuck, Galen, you are so fucking good..." Her hands went to her nipple and down to her clit, pinching both. "Fuck yes..."
"Good girl," he kissed the back of her neck, feeling his teeth as they lengthened and sharpened. "I'm going to need to mark you soon."
"Fuck...please." Shuddering, she looked at him. "Don't hold back..."
"I'm not," he panted, sliding his hands around her body to cup her breasts, rolling taut nipples between hard fingers. "You're getting it all."
She moaned and rolled her hips, her body alight with wondrous sensations. His large, warm body covering her, taking her, keeping her steady for his use, for his attentions. She cried out as her sheath contracted, squeezing him while an orgasm tore through her.
The moment he felt her contract, he sank his teeth into her shoulder, marking her as his, even as he came inside her. She reared up and flung her arms around his neck and he supported her, even as he ground her down onto his cock.
“Galen...” She moaned. “More...fuck, more...” Her hips were rolling and she was keening, as another orgasm raged through her.
Releasing her shoulder, he gasped with pleasure and embraced her to him. "That's my girl," he said fiercely, words garbled through the maw of his bear. Sliding a hand down to her clit, he drew the orgasm out until she was limp in his arms before he let her gently down back to the ground. "Are you okay?" He licked her shoulder. "Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head and licked her lips. “All of it felt amazing,” she said softly. “Just like you.”
"Hardly," he laughed, falling to the grass beside her. "My bear isn't exactly big on foreplay...he just leaps in cock and teeth first. My nice guy doesn't come out until he's satiated, unfortunately. I promise I'll make up for it next time. I'll eat you out for hours if you want."
She laughed and shook her head. “Naughty bear.” She leaned over and kissed his nose. “I can’t wait till I can spend a lazy afternoon with him napping in the forest,” she offered.
"It won't be long," he promised her. "When this mission is over, I'll take you to the nearest forest. Fuck it, I'll ask Foster to expand the one right here on the grounds, and then we can spend whole weeks frolicking in there."
She leaned forward and kissed him. “You feel better? I didn’t expect you to just all but jump me when we walked in...” She grinned. “I’m still ovulating, aren’t I?”
"My bear certainly seems to think so," he snorted. "This is going to get awkward if it happens every month."
“Nah... I like you chasing me, Galen. Just gotta be sure that we limit who is coming inside me during these times. Two max till we are ready for baby time...then it’s all five of you...”
"At least you won't have to track it on some app," he laughed. "My bear will warn you with almost comedic precision." He sighed, gathering her into a cuddle. "That was the last time we can be together for a while, though, so if you're still ovulating tomorrow I'm going to have to stay away from you to protect you from the energy transfer."
She nodded. “But after the op...?” she asked hopefully.
"We'll see what Zeke says." He kissed her forehead. "I couldn't live with myself if we hurt you again. It was fucking terrifying watching you lose your shit like that. So we'll follow what the doctors say."
“I’m sorry,” she softly. “I honestly don’t remember anything past you mating me. Maybe something about a ring, but...”
"Probably for the best." He squeezed her reassuringly. "Zeke knows what he's doing and he has good contacts. We'll get through this, all of us together."
Nodding, she rolled into his side and snuggled in. “So we have thirty-six hours...”
"If Zeke approves it and if you're not ovulating," he cautioned her. "I won't put you at risk." He sighed. "Milo was supposed to be second but it didn’t work out with the mission. I've tried to rearrange and delegate as much as I can for it but I might have to do some work over the next few days. It's unavoidable with a mission so close. I'm really sorry. You should be able to sit in with me on any briefings that aren't classified."
“Foster said we just need to be close to cement the bond...past the mating, I guess. But maybe just a few hours to help it along.”
"I'll spend as much time as I can with you," he promised, "and as soon as this is all over, we’re putting in for an extended leave of absence for the team so we can take the time to properly settle in with you...make this truly feel like your home. And we can travel, if you want...I can take you home to Siberia. Or if you're feeling brave we could find out where Lisa is and go visit the circus! Or we could go and visit Taqui...get to the bottom of what her connection is to the Monarchs. I know that's bothering you."
“If I see Taqui, she’s getting a punch in the mouth,” she grumbled. “Which she totally deserves.”
"Let her speak first," he soothed. "I'm sure she had her reasons. If you're still pissed afterwards, I'll hold her myself for you to get a few good ones in."
“Past the shit with the Monarchs, she deserves it for other reasons, believe me,” she offered. “Once this is all over, I’m going to have to see her.”
"Well, it's up to you, of course, but you get to say how many of us come with you. As long as it's at least one. After you got kidnapped the first time I don't think any of us would feel safe letting you travel that far alone."
“I don’t want to go anywhere without you guys,” she said as she turned over. “The idea of doing things alone never appealed to me, Galen, but it was my reality. Now, it doesn’t have to be.” She sat up and smirked. “Where the hell did I take my dress off?”
"Somewhere over there by the tree," he waved a hand expansively. "But you should stay here awhile without it. I'm quite certain naked snuggling is just what the doctor ordered."
Turning with a smile, she palmed his face. “Fine idea...” She pushed him over on his back and climbed over his hips, settling on his lap as he sat up to mirror her. She kissed him, featherlight at first, gaining strength. She nipped and kissed him, sucked at his lips. Making out with Galen was one of her favorite things, especially when he got into it, his hands gripping her ass, pulling her closer. She could do this for hours, kissing and touching like horny teenagers.
"I'm so glad you came home with us," Galen told her when they paused for breath, his hand cupping her cheek. "And now that I'm better, I hope I can prove to you that I want you here as much as the others."
She nipped his lips. “There wasn’t a world where I wouldn’t have come home with you guys...” She rubbed her nose on his. “And I’m looking forward to spending time with you that isn’t in a bed...and snuggled in your bear’s fur.”
"Even if my bear is a grumpy and possessive asshole?" He laughed.
She nodded. “You are your bear, aren’t you?” she said with mirth in her eyes. “And I love your possessive and grumpy ass.”
"Well yes, but I'd like to think my human side is less of an asshole. Or at least my civilian human. My military human has to be an asshole. It's never fun to be the one giving the orders."
“Just promise me something...” she said and nuzzled his cheek. “Promise me when this is all over, and you guys take a sabbatical, that Military Galen goes on a long vacation...and that all I have at home is Civilian Galen.”
"You have my word," he promised, looking her straight in the eyes.
Her heart feeling light, they kissed once more and she reached down, gripping his shaft. “You feel like round two?”
"Always," he laughed against her lips, gasping with pleasure when she sank down onto him. "Gods...you always feel so good," he groaned as she pushed up to ride him. He wet his thumb and then slid it over her clit, stroking with steady pressure, and the other hand massaging her breast.
Throwing her head back, she gasped. “You know what I love?” she asked on a sob. “How primal you are with me...” She leaned forward and nipped his throat. “And how warm you are... Fuck...”
"Bears run hot anyway and you set me on fire," he admitted, grabbing her hips and bracing his heels against the ground so he could use some leverage to push up into her.
A whimper escaped her. “Galen...ah...” She threw her head back and rode him hard, her hips rolling, her hands on his shoulders allowing her to bounce on him, hard and fast as he met her thrust for thrust.
"Are you going to come for me again, Nooshka?" he asked, teasing her with a couple of particularly hard thrusts.
“All over you...” she moaned and shuddered. “So good!”
"I fucking love it when you come for me," he growled. "You're fucking magnificent."
“It’s this cock...” She moaned and squeezed him on the downstroke as she shuddered, the orgasm running up her spine. “So fucking perfect...”
"I just want to make you happy," he thrust two more times before he followed her over the edge into orgasm, jerking up into her.
She purred and leaned into him, panting. “Galen...” she said softly. “Fuck, I feel good.” And she did. She wasn’t feeling the weird buzz she had realized she had woken up with the two days before. Foster’s energy calmed her. Galen’s grounded her, and she felt the world tip on its axis, then settle, warm and perfect in the center of her soul.
"Good. I'm not sure how often we're allowed to do this over the next few days, but I hope it's frequently," he laughed, holding her in an embrace that meant only her knees touched the grass.
“We have thirty-six...” she frowned. “Thirty-four hours. I’m going to need a lot of this, and a lot of making out with you.”
"How did it go with Foster?" he asked. "You didn't get over-exerted? The energy didn't make you feel unbalanced or out of control?"
She shook her head. “It was wonderful. The spa time was a total detox of my system, then he filled me up with him, and he rooted and settled. Like you did. I feel you guys in different places but...it’s not bad or buzzy or anything. It feels settled.”
"Good." He sighed happily, toying with one of her braids. "Can I ask Zeke to check you out today? Just in case?"
“Of course. I’m sure he’s going to want to know how it went as well. I know Milo and Blue are worried, too. Foster said so.”
"Good. Thank you, Nooshka. It would put my mind at ease. Caring for this team...this family...it's the most honest and sacred duty I could hold." He took a deep breath. "Anyway, rest for now. Are you warm enough?"
She nodded. “Lie back. Let’s nap and then I’m going to make you roll me over and take me again.” She giggled and leaned in, kissing him.
"I am more than happy with that plan," he said, smiling. "Sleep sweetly."
“Don’t tell me if I snore,” she teased and settled in with him, drifting off.
Chapter
Milo pushed the door open quietly and headed into Noori's room, smiling to see she was still snoring away, an arm flung across her face. "Wakey, wakey, sleeping beauty," he crooned softly, setting a tray down on the bedside table. "I brought you breakfast."
“Is it you?” she said with a small smile. “This not seeing you guys all together sucks.” Sitting up, she blinked blearily at him and her smile grew. “Good morning, my love.”
"Yeah, it's my turn and believe me, it sucks for us, too. It feels a bit like being on a conveyor belt. But if it's what it takes to do this properly, then it's what we'll do." Climbing onto the bed, he sprawled out next to her. "I brought you breakfast but you don't have to eat it if you're not hungry."
“Depends on what you brought...” she teased and stretched, the blanket sliding down her chest. “What time did Galen leave?”
"No idea. I just knew he wasn't here when I woke up." Milo shrugged. "And I brought you some of everything—waffles, pancakes, fruit salad, juice, coffee, strawberry oats...if you want something else I can go and get it."
“Jesus, you turning into a feeder?” She giggled and shook her head. “Lemme hit the bathroom and then I’m totally down for waffles and fruit.” She leaned over and kissed his forehead and then slipped from bed, sauntering into the bathroom. Several moments later she was back and climbing back on the bed. “So what’s on the schedule today? I know we are leaving soon...”
"Not much really. It's mostly on Galen from here on out. We just need to make sure we've sorted our packs and done our due diligence on the intel."
