Healing Fire (14 page)

"Do you want me, Summer?" His tone was
husky, strained.

"Yesss," she hissed. "I want you."

"Who do you belong to, my lady?"

"You, only you," she wailed. "Please,
Melor."

He buried his face once again into her, pushing his
tongue in deeper. She sighed in ecstasy, curling her left leg around his back,
her heel deep into his shoulder. A rumble of pleasure vibrated from his chest.
Her body was so tightly coiled, it suddenly burst apart as her whole body shook
and trembled. He lapped and laved her cream that rushed down. He withdrew his
tongue and stood up, towering over her. His hands slid down, cupping her ass
and lifting her up his body, being careful with her right leg. He easily
supported her weight.

His hard shaft now pressed in between her legs as she
felt the blunt tip of his cock piercing her. Summer could no longer contain her
cries as he pushed his entire cock into her in one long slow thrust, forcing
her body to take him. He smothered her mouth with his own, catching her cries. He
rested the top of his chin on her wet hair, allowing her time to adjust. His
breath sounded laboured as he waited.

He pulled back to plunge back in. He whispered her
name over and over as he frantically started hammering into her. His cock
rubbed every nerve ending within her. Summer clung helplessly to him, her
fingers digging into his shoulder, feeling the build-up of another climax. He
pumped in and out of her harder and faster.
 
She reached the peak and tumbled over the precipice, her body splintered
into a billion pieces. With a deep guttural groan, hot seed ejected into her
center. His body shuddered as he trembled in her arms.

Time had no meaning. Her body remained limp and most
thoroughly sated. Slowly their pounding hearts began to slow. Melor raised his
head, reached behind her to turn off the shower flow, gently setting her on her
feet while keeping a supporting arm around her, otherwise she would have
crumpled into a quivering heap.

"Are you well, my lady?" He lifted her up,
stepping back over the rim of the small bathtub, leaning her against the
railing. He grabbed a towel and started to dry her down.

She smiled weakly. "Never better. You can do that
to me again any time."

He chuckled. "Aye, my lady, I intend to." He
helped her slip her nightgown over her head before wrapping the small towel
around his waist, which didn't leave much to the imagination. Summer giggled at
the sight of her big buff man wearing a small white towel.

"I, um better go out first, make sure Blossom's
still asleep."

Emerging from the bathroom, she was relieved to see
Blossom, thankfully, had slept through the whole affair.

"It's safe," she whispered. Melor switched
off the light as he exited the bathroom ,quickly climbing under the sheets
before ridding himself of the towel.

Summer moved in beside him as if was the most natural
thing in the world. He pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her damp
head. She nestled against him. It didn't take long for her eyes to drift closed
and for her to fall into a contented dreamless sleep.

Chapter Eleven

Weary from driving, she'd followed the
directions Melor gave her through the upper middle class suburbs of L.A. The
freeway had been nerve wracking. Only Melor's comforting, reassuring presence
helped keep her from turning into a nervous wreck.

"Just down this street. I
remember it from the time I have spent here."

She turned the corner and slowed the
truck to a crawl.

"We have arrived." He
pointed to a row of buildings.

Summer glanced over the unassuming
shop front. It had one large window and it was frosted grey to keep people from
peering in. The front door was painted a simple beige color to blend in with
the rest of the building.

She pulled up the car a few feet from
the building; nervously she bit down on her bottom lip, glancing about. She
shifted her car it into park and killed the engine.

"This is it?"

"Aye, the human Kell agency.
Come. The sooner we are inside, the sooner we can heal you. They are expecting
us."

Doubt still lingered in the back of
her mind. Even so, she loved him and trusted him enough to know he would never
let anything bad happen to her or Blossom.

She smiled nervoulsy as he opened the
door, climbing out. Blossom hopped down and slammed the door shut. Melor came
around to her side, opening the door to help her out.

"It'll be alright, Mom. I bet
Kell is better than Disneyland."

Melor chuckled, glancing down at
Blossom as he put his arm around Summer's waist, helping her keep her weight
off her right leg. Summer gratefully leaned against him, accepting his support.
 
Together, they slowly walked towards the
agency door. "I do not know what Disneyland is, but let us heal your
mother first then we can all go to Kell together."

Or the insane asylum.

Melor lifted his hand, rapping loudly
on the wooden door.

Summer's
heart pounded in her chest, her body shook with nerves of what she was about to
discover behind this door.

He gave her waist a comforting
squeeze. "I feel your whole body shaking, my lady. I know you will not be
at ease until you see I have been speaking the truth."

"I want to believe you, with all
my heart I do. It's just hard to think of you as an alien."

He smile was warm, loving. "I do
not take offence. I want you to know, to understand, my heart and soul belongs
to you. They have from the moment I first saw you sleeping in the chair in the
bedchamber. You put your comfort aside to make sure I was alright. I saw a
woman of rare beauty, inside and out."

A lump formed in Summer's throat at
Melor's confession.

"Y…you love me?" she said,
her voice barely a whisper.

"Gee, Mom, of course he loves
you. I knew that ages ago." Blossom's sudden outburst broke the intense
emotional moment threatening to make Summer cry. Instead she burst out
laughing, glancing down at the impish grin on her daughter's face.

"She is a most perceptive child
and is very correct. I do love you, my lady protected."

"I love you, baby, and for the
record I love…"

"Melor!" The door swung
open. A full figured, beautiful brunette with sparkling blue eyes launched
herself forward, throwing her arms around him, squeezing him tightly in clear
affection.

"When I heard you hadn't arrived
in Kell, I was so worried. Thank goodness you're alright."

Apart from the fact she immediately
recognized the woman's Australian accent, Summer tensed as jealousy tore
through her. How dare he hug another woman! Was there something between them?
To think she'd been on the verge of opening her heart and confessing her love.

"Lady Jane, I thank you for your
concern. As you can see I am quite well." He gently took Jane's arms
pushing her back. "Allow me to introduce my protected, Lady Summer Rose
and her daughter Blossom. Summer this is the Lady Jane. She has helped
facilitate the men of Kell to find their wives and is the protected of my Kell
commander, Drystan."

Summer's jealousy ebbed. She relaxed,
letting out a breath of relief, realizing Jane belonged to someone else.

Jane laughed in delight. "Melor,
I knew you would find someone special. Welcome, Summer." Jane turned
towards her and pulled Summer into a tight embrace.

"You're Australian…" Summer
stammered not quite knowing what to say.

Jane laughed. "And it seems, so
are you." Jane stepped back and turned her gaze to Blossom. "Welcome,
Blossom, are you excited to be going to Kell?"

"Yes, Melor has told us so much
about it. I can't wait."

"No doubt you'll be spoiled
rotten. You're utterly adorable. There are not many children on Kell. Well,
there will be more soon. I have a little baby daughter, so I am eager to return
too."

She smiled back at Melor and stepped
aside to let them pass into a plain corridor. Jane closed and locked the door
behind them.

Just down the hall stood a man just as
tall, large and dark as Melor. The similarities between the men weren't hard to
miss. Melor dropped his arm as the man walked forward, and the two men greeted
each other with a smile and a manly pat on the back, before Melor moved back to
take hold of Summer's right hand.

"Welcome back, warrior. It seems
your hunt has been successful." The big man was almost but not as handsome
as her Melor.

"As you see, Commander, this is
my Summer. Summer, this is Drystan."

The man turned his dark gaze on her
and bowed his head. "Welcome, Lady Summer. I thank you for caring for and
returning one of my highly prized warriors."

Summer swallowed, not really sure how
to act, so she simply smiled. "Um, you're welcome."

"We have a room and the healing
crystals ready." Jane studied her critically. "Is it a recent injury?"
Jane asked Summer.

"No, I've had this for three
years, since a car accident on one of the L.A bypasses."

"Three years? Can the gems heal
such old injuries?" Jane glanced up at Drystan as she moved ahead to open
a door.

"Aye, love, it has been done
before," Drystan answered with firm assurance.

"Okay then, through there. It's
all ready. Blossom, would you like to see some Kell Crystals?"

Summer hesitated, not wanting to be
parted from Blossom.
 
Melor leaned down. "It's
time we take away your pain, my love. I trust Jane and Drystan with my very
life. You can trust them with our daughter."

Our daughter.
Summer's love for Melor and her trust
in him overrode her fear.

"Okay, baby. I'm sure we won't be
long." Summer smiled at Blossom and gave her a kiss.

Jane
offered her hand.

"In Kell we live in a big crystal
palace. It's big and magnificent…" Jane's voice trailed off as Melor shut
the door.

Drystan remained handing a small
little leather pouch over to Melor who turned to Summer. In one swift move, he
scooped her up into his arms and carried her towards the bed, laying her down
gently. He leaned over her and kissed her lips.

"Just relax, it will not hurt. No
more pain ever again."

Summer simply nodded, staring up into
his dark eyes. "I love you, Melor. I want you to know."

His smile was dazzling. "As I do
you. We have a long and bright life to live together. Now close your eyes and
relax."