His Savior

New Day

~Zahara~

               I could feel Cory's uneasiness all night long. I tried to calm him, but nothing I said or did worked. His nervousness is not unwarranted, but it is a lot to deal with. I was never going to be able to keep him hidden forever, and I think he may have forgotten that. I know he is worried about his old pack finding out he isn't dead. The real issue is that he can't remember who did this to him, so he is worried that they will try again when they realize he survived. I sympathize with him, but this is where we are.

               I've been up since early this morning. Cory finally dozed off, and I took the opportunity to train. It was intensive training, and I'm glad I decided to do it. I needed the workout just to get some stuff out. It has been a crazy few days, and I needed to let some things out.

               Walking out of the training area, I run into Lennox. "You did well today Len. You really got me moving." Lennox chuckles and falls into step with me.

               "How is Cory doing with everything? I hear the elders will be here today." I nod and sigh.

               "Cory is not dealing well. He is terrified of speaking to the elders and he is worried about those in his pack finding out that he is still alive."

               "I'd imagine that the elders won't mention who gave them the information. I mean, that would completely destroy whatever case they are trying to build."

               "I told him that, but he isn't listening to me. He is just so worried. I think it is because he can't remember who tried to kill him." We make it to the packhouse sooner than I thought we would. We step into the dining room and see many people eating and chatting. "I better go check on him. He was asleep when I left." Lennox nods at me.

               "Hey Z, he will be alright. I know he will." I smile at Lennox and head upstairs to Cory. I quietly open the door, and Cory is on the bed, spread out like a starfish. His limbs are tangled in the sheets and blankets. I can hear his soft breathing and watch his body slightly flinch now and again.

               I quietly walk closer to the bed and lean over Cory. He doesn't seem to sense me. I study the features of his face for a while before I start to feel like a creep. I back away from the bed and head to the bathroom to take a shower. I don't want to be in there too long, so I quickly clean myself up. As I turn the water off, I realize I didn't bring any clothes in there with me. Cory is probably still asleep, so I should be able to get changed before he wakes up. I wrap a towel around my body and walk out of the bathroom. I stop dead in my tracks when I look up and see Cory staring at me.

~Cory~

               I heard the door open and close, and I figured it was Zahara. I had woken up a bit earlier to find her side of the bed empty. She likes to train early, so I can guess where she is. Last night was tough; so hard to sleep. My mind wouldn't stop no matter what I tried. There are so many unanswered questions and so many things that can go wrong. I want to be prepared, but I don't really know how to accomplish that.

               I could feel Zahara's heat get closer to me and her eyes all over my face. I wanted to laugh, but I didn't want to disturb her. When she went into the bathroom, I took a deep breath and stretched. I'm not sure how to get ready for this meeting with the elders, but I guess I will just have to do what I can. I sit up on the edge of the bed facing the bathroom to wait for Zahara to come out.

               The door opens, and I can't believe what ends up in front of me. I can see the beads of water drop down Zahara's body. I'm not sure what products she wears, but it makes her skin glow, and it smells amazing. Zahara's eyes catch mine, and she stops walking. We stare at each other for a bit.

Our mate is beautiful.

That she is.

I can't wait to meet her officially and mark her. I don't respond, but I do agree with Sylas. I stand up and start to walk toward Zahara. She looks me up and down, and her eyes lock in on my crotch. My dick is already hard and standing at attention. She hasn't touched me or said anything, yet this is how I am.

               I stand still, not exactly knowing what I should do. Zahara walks closer to me and continues to eye me up and down. When she gets close enough, she grabs my dick and starts to stroke it. My head drops back, and my eyes roll. It feels amazing, but I want us to have time together for as long as we need to. With the elders coming, there is just not enough time.

               I put my hand on Zahara's to stop her movements. I don't know what comes over me, but I pull Zahara's arm so that her entire body slams into me. I wrap my free arm around her waist and lean my head down. I breathe in Zahara's scent, and that makes things 2000x better.

               I run my nose along Zahara's neck, relishing in the sparks that I can feel from the contact. I can hear Zahara purr a little bit. I place my lips on her jawline, then the tip of her nose. I look into Zahara's eyes, and all I can see is lust. I lick my lips and notice Zahara's eyes watching my every move. I lean down and press my lips onto hers. The sparks are amazing, and I don't think I will be able to ever get enough. Zahara's hands slip up my chest until they make it up my neck and around the back of my head. Zahara tilts her head to the side, and she deepens the kiss. I let my hands drop down, and I place them on each butt cheek. I give them a small squeeze, and Zahara growls in my mouth. Her hand starts to travel, and I can feel it around my dick again. Goddess, this will be beautiful.