Missing You

Chapter Three: It's So Intense

Nina woke a few hours later to a dark room and Draven going down on her again. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait for you to wake up,” he said between her legs. She raised her knees and widened her legs to give him better access as her hands went in his hair moaning. He held her ass as he pushed her against his face. When she was close, he kissed and gently bit the inside of her leg, “Come baby,” and then went back to licking her c**t. She cried out, clinching the sheet beneath her. As she breathed heavily trying to recover, he wasn’t done with her yet. He gave her two more orgasms before he was done.

Then gathering her in his arms, he took her to shower where he gave her another one. And then he had her again there in the shower standing up as he pumped into her body. She just held onto him biting his shoulder as she felt another orgasm hit her. He held her as she went to jello in his arms and he thrust into her twice more before coming into a condom. Turning off the water, he got them out of the shower and dried them both off. Carrying her back to his bed, he laid her down, spooning her from behind, and covered them both back up with the sheet and they both fell into a deep and sated sleep.

In the early morning, the sun was just beginning to rise, Nina slowly came awake hearing the waves crashing and feeling the breeze on her face. Slowly opening her eyes, she felt the soreness in her muscles and between her legs. Smiling to herself, she focused on what she saw outside. The sliding door was open, and she could see Draven working out in a pair of board shorts. The muscles in his arms and legs started to make her heartbeat speed up as she felt a familiar wetness begin between her sore legs. Hearing her phone vibrate since she had it on silent, she reached for her purse that had been placed on the bedside table with her insulin pump.

Reaching for it she opened it to see several missed calls from one of her brothers. Dialing her oldest brother’s number, Blaine answered on the first ring, “Sissy! Where the hell have you been? I have been trying to get a hold of you for hours!”

She said quietly, looking out at Draven workout, “I am sorry, I was indisposed.”

“Look, I know you are on sabbatical, but I need you to get back to Texas right now. Wesley’s in the hospital, sis, and it’s not good,” and started relaying his situation to her. Nina sat up and started trying to find her clothes. She found her dress and her sandals, not even aware of where her bra was. At the same time, she requested an Uber immediately. Once she slipped her dress over her head, she didn’t even care what she looked like and she got the notification her Uber had arrived. Grabbing her pump, her purse and shoes as she stayed on the phone with her brother as she ran out to the Uber.

Draven finished up his morning workout and with a smile walked towards his house. As he neared, he heard a door close. Jogging inside he found his bed empty, “Nina?” he called. He looked in the bathroom, hoping to find her. He went into the living room, the kitchen, and then noticed that the front door was unlocked. Stepping out into the front of his house, he watched as he saw the brake lights disappear from an Uber. Gritting his teeth, he went back inside to shower and go find Nina.

Nina got back to her Jeep at the garage and sped home. Along the way she called to be placed on the first flight out which was in an hour. Once home she showered quickly, fixed her wet hair into a messy bun, put on khaki shorts, a navy-blue long-sleeved ‘Roxy’ shirt, some low avocado printed socks and slipped on her maroon low-cut Converse tennis. Packing a bag, she grabbed her purse and was out the door. Along the way to the airport she fixed her insulin pump at a red light. She pushed the thoughts of Draven aside as she focused on getting to the airport safely and getting home.

Draven was driving towards Nina’s when he saw her in her Jeep speeding down the street. Following her, he got on the phone with one of his SEAL buddies. “She’s heading towards the airport, find out what flight she is scheduled on.”

On the other end, “You got it, Shadow.”

He winded up hitting more lights trying to speed after her. Once he got to the airport, she was gone. As he parked, he got a call. “She is headed to San Antonio, Texas. She has a brother named Wesley Moreno in the hospital,” and provided the details of his incident.

“Get me on the next plane to the mainland,” Draven said.

“Next flight leaves in thirty minutes. Book it double-time.”

Draven hung up, grabbed a bag from the back of his Jeep he always kept for instances like this, and secured his Jeep. Then running into the airport, he checked in with his flight, and was expedited through security. Running to his flight, he was the last one aboard and received the first and last seat in First-Class that was available. He didn’t understand why he was chasing after Nina. He barely knew her. But something inside of him was telling him that he wanted and needed to protect her. The long nine-hour flight he sat through was agony. He needed to get to Nina. He just hoped that he wasn’t too late.

When Nina landed at the San Antonio airport, she grabbed her small bag and purse and headed to the car rental counter. Her face was swollen from crying the whole ten-hour flight and getting no sleep. As she neared, she saw a man that looked like Draven standing by the rental car counter. He was wearing khaki cargo shorts, a long sleeve white shirt with “Billabong” stretched across his broad chest, and tennis. He was on his cell phone.

As she neared, she saw that the man was indeed Draven. She slowed her steps, “Draven?”

He turned at the sound of her voice, and once his eyes met her bloodshot ones, “Keep me posted,” the other voice said. Draven said, “Will do, C.O.” and hung up.

She had her arms crossed as if she was cold, “What are you doing here? How’d you find me?”

“I have my ways,” looking at her puffy face and eyes. She looked beautiful, “Are you okay?”

She shook her head as a new wave of tears filled her eyes.

“Look, I went back into my house after my workout to an empty house. I didn’t like it. I wanted to walk back inside to find you asleep in my bed.”

She looked at him, “I heard my phone ring and saw that I had missed several calls from my brother Blaine,” and moved towards the counter, as she wiped at her eyes.

“Let me take you to your brothers,” he said.

She looked at him and wiped her eyes for the thousand time, and shook her head, “I don’t think that is a good idea.”

He stepped towards her, “Well, I don’t think it’s a good idea that you are upset and want to get behind the wheel of a car. Please, Nina, let me help you,” he said softly.

She sniffed, trying to hold in a sob at his kindness and the agony she was feeling. She nodded, “Okay,” she said softly. He reached out to push a strand of hair behind her ear, “Okay,” and took her bag from her. Taking her hand, he led her out to the rental car he had waiting. After placing her in the passenger side, he placed her bags in the trunk next to his and then folded his long and muscular frame behind the driver side. He put the car in gear and lead them out of the airport.

Nina got on her phone, “I’m here. I’m on my way. Is there an update on his condition?” He could see out of the corner of his eye that she covered her mouth with her hand to stifle a sob as more tears fell. She sniffed, “Okay. I’m twenty minutes away. Okay, see you in a few.”

Draven put his hand on her thigh to reassurance that he was there for her. She covered his hand with hers and held on for dear life, “Please hurry Draven.”

He nodded in acknowledgement and put his foot on the pedal. Once they arrived, they got immediate clearance onto the military hospital as Draven showed them his military I.D. He drove them to the entrance, and he stopped, “You go in, I’ll be right behind you.”

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, “Okay,” unbuckled and got out. He watched as she ran inside towards the elevators. Once she was inside, he moved the car to park. Nina saw her brothers and their girlfriends just outside in the waiting room. As they heard her feet approaching, they all looked up to see her. She stopped and hugged Blaine, “Am I too late?”

“No,” and then she felt him tense, “Who’s this?”

Nina let him go to see Draven had approached quietly behind her, turning to her brother, “This is Draven. He . . . I met . . . he gave me a ride.”

Blaine was just as tall as Draven and just as broad and muscular from his time as an Army Ranger, “Thank you for bringing our sister safely.”

Draven nodded, and quickly noticed the other nine brothers that surrounded them. Her other brother standing next to Blaine, by the name of Hunter told her, “Go. He’s waiting.”

Nina ran towards the door to be buzzed in. Draven watched her disappear behind the door, just as her brothers watched. Hunter looked at Draven, “How do you know Rowena?” crossing his arms.

Draven knew he was looking at other military men, “I met her in Philadelphia at a hotel she was staying at. She was having a diabetic episode and I helped her to her room. I later got better acquainted with her as we were on the same flight to Hawaii where I am currently stationed.”

“That was you?” Blaine asked.

“Yes, it was.”

“What did you say your name was?” Hunter asked.

“I didn’t. My name is Draven McGarrett.”

“I’m Hunter Moreno, I’m the next oldest. These are my other brothers, the oldest, Blaine, then Deacon, Gabriel, Jackson, Evan, Christopher, Liam, Zeke, and Jaeger.” When he introduced them, each one just looked at Draven and nodded. All of them were built like Blaine and Hunter, tall and muscular. Compared to them, Nina was small and petite. Had Draven not been the same built and height, he may have felt intimidated.

“What do you do for a living Draven?”

“I’m”- he began. He stopped when a nurse came out, “Gentleman, please follow me.” All of them followed the doctor into the I.C.U. and towards a room in the back. As they all neared, Draven saw that Nina was sitting down out of the way of the medical personnel and was holding onto the hand of man that had seen better days. His face was swollen with many cuts and covered in bandages. Nina was silently crying as she sat looking at him. “Before we remove him from life support, is there anyone else we need to wait for?” the doctor asked. Blaine moved behind Nina and shook his head, “No, sir.”

The doctor nodded and turned his attention to the men walking in the room. A nurse approached Blaine and Nina, “Here are the required forms we spoke about yesterday,” and walked them through the documents. Then she put on some gloves and joined the doctor at the head of the bed, and they began the process of removing their brother from life support. Once it was done, they stepped aside so that the other brothers could surround him. Blaine kept his stance and stood behind Nina and put his hand on her shoulder and his other on their brother. She covered one of his with hers and just held onto her dying brothers hand with her other. Draven noticed then that each of the brothers had placed a hand on their dying brother and each other. They were all quiet as the machine monitoring his heartbeat, beat a few more times and flatlined. The nurse turned off the machine and the doctor said quietly, “Time of death, twenty-three-twenty-two.”

Draven watched as the medical personnel left and all the brothers consoled each other and Nina. He silently left and went out into the waiting room, joining the crying girlfriends. He patiently waited for an hour when they all started to file out. Standing, he waited for Nina to come out. She came out with Blaine with his arm around her shoulders. They all walked to the front of the hospital that led to the parking lots.

“We’ll meet tomorrow at the funeral home. Decide what to do. Nina, do you need a place?” he asked.

Draven stepped forward, “No. I’ll take care of her.”

Blaine nodded, “Okay then,” stopping a protesting Hunter.

They all said goodbye to each other and left the hospital. Draven led Nina quietly to the car and put her in the passenger side, buckling her up. He drove them to hotel nearby and checked them in. Once he had that handled, he went back to the car to get Nina and their bags. Quietly he led them to the hotel room on the second floor. Once inside, he placed the bags on the desk turning on a light, and then turned to see Nina sit quietly on the bed.

He went to squat in front of her smaller frame and put his hands on her cold ones. She lifted her tear-filled eyes to his, “He’s gone.”

“I know baby,” squeezing her hands.

“He’s really gone. What am I going to do without him?” she said as tears fell from her eyes.

He swallowed, he hated to see her cry. He had seen his SEAL buddies’ girlfriends and wives cry and it never bothered him, but this, seeing Nina cry, hurt his heart. He moistened his lips, and was very careful with his words, “Remember him. Honor his memory.”

She sobbed and launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around Draven’s broad shoulders. He balanced on the balls of his feet, and then stood with her in his arms, lifting her off her feet. Her arms tightened as she cried. His arm supported her around her back, while his other arm supported her around her hips and his held her tightly. She rested her head on his shoulder as her crying slowed. He moved to sit on the bed, having her legs straddle his. He soothed her as she shook with a few hiccups. When she lifted her turquoise eyes to his green ones, “Why are you doing this?”

He pushed the fallen strands of hair away from her face gently, “Doing what?”

“Taking care of me?”

He pushed a strand behind her ear and left his hand on her cheek, her hand going to his wrist holding his warmth there. “Because I need to. I don’t know what it is about you Nina, but I can’t let you go. I don’t want to let you go.” Fresh tears weld up in her eyes. He pressed his forehead to hers, “I will take care of you as long as you need and want me to.”

She nodded and closed her eyes for a moment and the tears fell.

“Nina, look at me,” he said softly but demanding. She opened her tear filled eyes to his, “I may not know what you want at this moment, but I do know what you need right now.”

“What do I need?” she said softly.

“Me,” and gently kissed her lips. He could taste her tears on his lips. He didn’t kiss her to excite, he didn’t kiss her to arouse her, he kissed her to assure her, to comfort her. His lips gently kissed her, his tongue sweeping across hers until she opened hers for him. When she did, his tongue gently met hers. When he lifted his lips, he breathed deeply, “Now, I want you to go into the bathroom and take a nice hot shower. When you come out, I will have some food waiting for you. I can only imagine what your sugars look like right now.”

She reached for her pump and saw that it was almost empty, “I’m okay. I should probably eat soon.”

He stood up with her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom, setting her on her feet, “Go ahead. I’ll be waiting when you get out.”

He left the bathroom. Nina went to turn on the water for her shower. He returned with her bags and left again. She undressed and removed her pump. Once the water was warmed, she got in under the spray. Once the bathroom was nice and steamy, she got out and dried off. She dressed in a pair of soft blue boy cut panties, and a white tank top, and stepped into a pair of gray capris yoga pants. She opened the door to let some of the steam out and began to braid her hair over her shoulder. As she finished that, she turned her attention to her sugars. They were okay, but she needed to eat. She decided to wait to put her pump back on, and just made sure the port was clean. Stepping out into the room, Draven was true to his word. He had food waiting for her. On the table, he had a salad waiting for her with a balsamic dressing with a lemon water.

“You sit and eat. I’m going to shower and then come join you,” and kissed the top of her head as she sat down. He grabbed his bag and went into the bathroom. She took in a shaking breath and fixed her salad, and then began to eat. When Draven stepped back out, he was dressed in gray sweatpants and a t-shirt that said “SEAL” across it. He sat down across from her and they silently ate their salads. After he cleaned up and returned to his seat.

“You want to talk about it?” he asked gently.

She felt the tears, and nodded, “Yeah, I do.”

He reached for her hand across the table, she held onto his hand, and wiped at her eyes with a tissue, “I come from a large family, well of siblings anyway. As you could see. I am the only girl of twelve. My mom died after the birth of,” swallowing, “My youngest brother, Wesley.”

He encouraged her, “Go on.”

She looked into his green eyes, “We were raised by an Army Ranger. How he had a second family, I don’t know. So, my brothers followed in his footsteps. I guess in hopes that he would love them or whatever. Anyway, you know what kind of relationships you SpecOps guys get in. The stripper, the military groupie, the bar bunny. Nothing is ever permanent or last long. Well, my brother got involved with a groupie who just so happened to get with a Delta Force guy that didn’t like it that she was with my brother. They were leaving the bar and he approached my brother. Words were said,” wiping at her eyes, “and he and three of his buddies jumped him. They beat him unconscious. When we got here, he had been in a coma. The damage was extensive. His fingers were broken, his jaw was broken, his skull was fractured in multiple places. He had internal bleeding. His spleen was ruptured, his kidney had been detached, his intestine had been perforated,” and sobbed, “his heart was bruised. They put him on life support for me,” tears escaping her eyes, as she let out a sob, “And out of all of that, we couldn’t even donate any of his organs because of what they did to him,” sobbing.

He went to her and lifted her into his arms, sitting on the bed with her as he cradled her against his chest, and let her cry. When her crying slowed, he handed her a tissue. “I didn’t think I could cry anymore.” He soothed her back, “I know.” She stayed there for a few minutes, letting the heat from his body absorb into her own. “Thank you. For doing this. You don’t have to you know.”

He reached for her cheek to make her look at him, “I told you, I can’t let you go. I won’t. I want to be here. I want to protect you.”

She placed her hand on his wrist as he hands held her head, “Why?”

“Because it’s something I need to do,” with a shrug. He kissed her forehead, “Why don’t you go splash some water on your face and get ready for bed? I need to make a few phone calls.”

She nodded. He kissed her forehead once more and helped her climb off his lap. He watched her walk into the bathroom and grabbed his cell. When she came out, he turned to look at her and hung up his cell. He moved to her and helped her get in bed, “Let me finish up in the bathroom, and I will be right back.”

She laid on her side, on the side of the bed farthest from the door. A few moments later, the light to the bathroom turned off as did the other lights in the room. The bed dipped under Draven’s weight. He moved closer to her, until he was spooning her from behind. His arms went around her shoulders and around her ribcage. Nina moved her hands to his forearms and held onto him. After a few more silent tears, Nina drifted off to sleep.

It was still dark when Nina awoke in the morning, she woke up sleeping against Draven’s chest. Her cheek rested on his chest to where she could hear his heartbeat, and a leg was thrown over his hips, as she had one hand clinching his shirt gently, and her other arm around his ribcage. His arm was around her shoulders holding her to him, as his other hand rested on her thigh. She could feel his hardness already against the center of her body. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up into Draven’s face. His eyes were looking at her. His brown hair was standing on end, and he had facial stubble growing.

She could see the intensity in his eyes as he looked at her. Without a word, he leaned down and kissed her on the lips. His lips gently teased hers and deepened the kiss with the help of his tongue. His hand that was resting on her thigh, moved to her left buttock and pulled her closer to his erection. Nina responded by gently grinding against him. He moaned and moved her to her back and laid on her softness. She opened her legs to feel more of him against her body, her arms going around his ribcage to hold him closer. He angled his head to get better access to her mouth as his other hand traveled down her side, to the end of her shirt, where his hand dipped underneath to snake up to her breast. He pushed up her shirt and left her lips to put his on her n****e. As his tongue passed over it, it beaded against his tongue. She moaned when he began to suckle on her breast gently, winding a hand into his hair to hold him closer.

He let his lips capture hers and encouraged her to touch him. She did what he had, moved her hand to the end of his shirt and reached under to touch his washboard abs. She sighed as his hand went inside her panties and touched her forming wetness. He groaned against her lips and nipped at her lower lip. When both her hands went to his chest under his shirt, he sat up and removed his shirt. She sat up and let her lips kiss his warm skin from his ribcage to his n****e. He gently held her head in his hands and let her explore. When her tongue pressed against his n****e and sucked, his lips crashed down to hers. His hands went to the hem of her tank top and pulled it over her head discarding it, breaking their kiss.

As his eyes feasted on her beautiful breasts, he winced as if in pain. He then put his hands between her skin and her panties and pants, pushing them both down until they too were discarded. With one of his hands, he slowly touched her gently from the top of her head, over her cheek, down her neck, over her collarbone, between her breasts, down her abdomen where he circled her belly button, and then finally let himself touch her wet s*x. She closed her eyes with a moan and arched her body against his touch. He breathed, “f**k, Nina,” and then she felt the loss of his body heat. Opening her eyes, she watched as he stood up quickly and removed his sweats and boxer briefs. She watched as his back muscles rippled as he reached for the cargo shorts he wore the previous day and pulled out his wallet. Then she watched as he covered himself with a condom.

When he turned around, she could see that he was at full attention and could see the full length of him. While looking at him through her eye lashes, she slowly raised and parted her knees. He watched as she followed the same route his hand had before and touched herself. When she got to the center of her body, she watched as his eyes got dark. She circled her fingertip around the sensitive bud of her wet s*x and let out a soft moan. He growled and quickly went to her, his lips crashing down onto her as his fingers took over what she was doing. She gasped against his mouth and arched up to him.

He gently inserted a finger into her hot wet center as his thumb took over touching her sensitive bud. She moaned, closing her eyes and moved her hips against him. He positioned himself at her entrance and said, “Look at me, Nina.” She opened her eyes as he slowly slid into her. Every agonizing inch was sweet torture to Nina. Draven clinched his teeth at the way she felt, surrounding him with her tight heat, trying to prevent himself from coming too quickly.

Wanting to look at her, he braced a hand against the headboard of the bed and grasped her buttock to lift her against him. He moved against her, wanting to please her. He could feel her get wetter around him as her orgasm drew closer. Her hands went to his hips to urge him on. When she wrapped her legs around him, he nearly came as she drew him in closer. A few moments later he could feel the small contractions around his engorged shaft, and she came looking into his eyes crying out softly. Then as she had ripple upon ripple of an orgasm, she closed her eyes and gasped his name. In return he thrust against her to elongate her orgasm. Only when she came down and opened her eyes to look at him, did he start moving again.

He touched her sensitive bud gently in a circular motion, and after his third thrust he came just as she did. He grunted thrusting against her a few more times, emptying himself into the condom. Then he slowly collapsed onto her softness as they both breathed deeply, out of breath. Her arms went around him, as his went around her, both holding each other close.

Sometime later, he withdrew from her body to handle the condom. When he returned, he covered them both up with the sheet and drew her into his arms to have her lying on his chest. He grabbed her leg and pulled it over his abdomen holding her leg to him, while his other arm went around her shoulders. Nina put an arm around him, and her other rest across his body. Together they fell back asleep.