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Chapter 11 - Nova's POV

‼️This is a very spicy chapter. You've been warned‼️

"Take it off. I want you to take my helmet off" I hear him tell me. My jaw drops open slightly, "You want me to do what?" I question as I blink up at him. His hands move to hold my face, "Please Nova. I can't do this anymore. I've wanted to kiss you for so long but I was so focused on walking the ancient way of the Mandalore I forgot that there was another path I could take. I forgot I could choose to walk both the ancient way and the new way. Please Nova, if anyone deserves the honor of saying they took off the Mand'alor's helmet, it should be you. I've already decided this is what I want. Please?" he begs me as he releases my face and places one hand above my head and the other at my waist again. His words make my heart clench in my chest. So, I nod as my hands make their way to his chest and slowly move up. I hear as his breath hitches and gets caught on the modulator the closer I get to his helmet. Finally, my hands reach his helmet. I give it a gentle tug and hear the telltale sound of it clicking and hissing as it depressurized. Little by little I continued to raise it until he'd had enough and finished tugging it off his head and set it down away from us.

The first thing I noticed was the messy, brown, curly hair and his eyes. His eyes met mine for the first time, and I felt like I was drowning in them. I watched how his eyes looked down at my mouth and then back up. I could see him trying to calculate his next move. My hands find their way to the clips on his chest plate and he lets me take it off. Once the front of his flight suit is free, I fist it in my hands and pull him to me. Our lips connect and something in me snaps as he devours me. I hear him let go of a groan into my mouth as his hands come to life and he moves them to my thighs. He grabs them and hauls me up so that my legs wrap around his waist as he presses me harder into the wall. My hands tug his hair lightly and his ensuing growl travels straight to my clit.

He breaks the kiss off but then goes straight to my neck, leaving marks in his wake. I let out a whine, "Din please. I need you to touch me" I beg him. His head twists so he can kiss the other side of my neck as he pulls away from the wall and with my legs still tightly wrapped around his waist, he walks us through the ship and into his room where he gently places me on the bed. He pulls back and I watch as he strips his armor piece by piece. Finally, he takes his gloves off and he reaches for the top of his flight suit. My mouth goes dry when I'm met by the sight of his broad chest and then his toned belly, the muscles rippling under my gaze.

Something in the air changes and there's suddenly a flurry of clothes as I help him undress me. Next thing I know, his hands are pinning mine to the mattress as he sits cradled by my thighs. He looks down at me and his eyes are dilated with lust and something else. He kisses my forehead, my cheeks, the corner of my mouth and then he moves to my neck again. He kisses lower and lower until he reaches my breast and drags his tongue over my nipple. My back arches as I feel him pinch the other one between his fingers. Then he switches before kissing lower and lower. Finally, he reaches the waistband of my underwear and his eyes look up at me questioning. "Please Din. Please" I beg softly. He tugs the material down my legs and kisses my thighs. He leaves his marks on each one before finally using his thumbs to pull my lips apart. He places a small kiss on my clit and then just dives in.

It doesn't take long at all for the heat in my belly to begin and the stars to appear behind my eyes, but it's when he looks up at me from his position at my cunt, and stops to tell me to open my eyes, that I finally lose it and the orgasm washes over me. He's there to push me through it as he continues to lick and nip at me. When I finally come down and my bones feel like jelly, he pushes his middle and index finger into me slowly. I let out a gasp at the full feeling and my back arches off the bed. He gives me a wicked smile as his thumb presses into my clit and his fingers move in and out of me, hitting the most delicious spots, "That's it mesh'la. Such a good girl for me. Make that pretty cunt come on my fingers so I can make it come on my cock later" he purrs at me. His words crash into me and pull a moan out of me as he rips a second orgasm out of me, my walls clamping down on his fingers.

He pulls his fingers out of me and sucks them clean before kissing a line from my thighs to my throat. I gasp as he kisses me and I can taste myself on his tongue. I tighten my legs around his waist and then push on him so we roll over and I straddle him. His hands roam over my thighs and legs as he looks up at me. I lean down to kiss him and he tangles his hands in my hair so he can deepen the kiss. I break the kiss off and follow the same path of kisses he left on me. He helps me remove the bottom half of his flight suit and my mouth waters at the sight of him, thick, long, and hard. So. Fucking. Hard.

I take him in my hand and he groans. I look up at him before I lick him from the base to the tip with a flat tongue and the sound that he lets out is one that will forever be burned into my thoughts. My lips wrap around his length and inch by inch I take him until he hits the back of my throat. "Baby please. Stop fucking torturing me" he begs me, his voice thick with arousal. I take his hand and bring it to the back of my head and let him control the moment. His hands wrap around my hair and he pulls me almost completely off of him before slamming into me. He fucks my face with a punishing pace for a while before suddenly stopping. I look up at him through the tears in my eyes and I watch as he just breathes. Finally, he moves me off of him and brings me to sit on him. He moves me up and down so his cock can glide through my folds, the tip of him hitting my clit just right so that it turns me into a whiny mess on his lap.

I move around on him so he can place himself at my entrance but before he has a chance to stop, I sink down on his length until he bottoms out inside me. We each let out strangled moans. He looks up me with blown out pupils, "You're so fucking tight bal mesh'la. Ni mirdir Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum mesh'la" he tells me, switching to Mando'a as he starts to move in and out of me quickly. He presses his hand between us so my clit can rub against it and my walls clench around him. I throw my head back in pleasure as his other hand squeezes my thigh. It's not long before he's ripping another orgasm out of me and as I come down from my high, my body falls forward in his chest, spent.

He kisses my forehead before rolling us over so I'm underneath him. He enters me again and sets another quick pace, "Din please. I need you to come. I don't have any more to give you" I beg him, tears forming in my eyes from too much pleasure. He kisses me, "One more mesh'la. You can give me one more. You're taking my cock so well. You make such a pretty fucking sight underneath me. I've waited so long to have you like this. Give me one more beautiful" he moans at me. My nails rake down his scalp and his back, making his thrusts pick up, "Fuck Din. Fuckfuckfuck. Din PLEASE... I-I'm going to-" My mind goes blank and all thoughts leave my head as pleasure courses through me. I feel him throbbing inside me with a groan before he collapses on me, his face buried in the crook of my neck.

I run my hands through his hair as he sighs, "I don't think I can move, beautiful. Actually... I don't think I want to move from where I am. I think I could spend forever right here in between your legs" he tells me, nipping playfully at my neck and shoulder. The hand that's running through his hair fists it and tugs on it so he'll look at me. He lets out a growl and when he looks at me his eyes are burning. I pull him to my lips and we kiss for a long moment before our lungs burn for air. He pulls out of me, still hard, and moves so he's kneeling back between my legs as he looks at where we were just connected, "Fuck look at you. You're so fucking beautiful with my come dripping out of you. This is how I want you everyday"

My breath hitches and my back arches as he uses his fingers to push it back into me. He moves in and out me at a leisurely pace, slowly building me up and just as I'm about to fall over, he stops and pulls his fingers out. I whine at the loss of contact but then watch as he brings his fingers to my lips. I take them in my mouth, and I can taste both of us, mixed together, and it's like heaven. I let my tongue curl around his fingers as I lick him clean. He eyes me like he wants to devour me.