Dirae shut her mind away from what was being done to her and concentrated on Maul. He was coming, he said he was. She screamed in her mind as Damek began to fully take his “prize”.
That was it. Dirae threw her head back and screamed for Maul. “Mi laa!! Haalo!!!”
Suddenly, the walls of the room burst open to reveal Maul snarling in rage on his Speeder. He flipped off of the vehicle and viciously kicked Damek off of Dirae. Her bonds snapped and she curled up to hide her nudity. Maul immediately ignited both ends of his lightsaber and slashed at Damek, who in turn had removed his own lightsaber from his belt on the floor. The violet beam clashed with the twin red ones.
Every thrust Maul made was puncuated with a cry of rage. Damek didn’t speak as he deflected Maul’s blows skillfully. A confident smile curled the bounty hunter’s lips and his words hissed out like venom.
“She’s quite the lovely creature, Khameir. You don’t deserve one as fine as she!” he cried in a hoarse tone. Maul howled his rage and slammed into Damek’s naked form with his body.
“Be silent! Dirae belongs to me not you!” he screamed, kicking Damek in the sides. Damek growled this time, enraged. He sprang up and kicked Maul in the chest. Maul snarled and skidded away from his enemy. Dirae watched with fearful eyes as the two males continued their battle.
“She even tastes as good as she looks,” Damek taunted ruthlessly. Maul’s eyes were ablaze with his fury and no words could describe how perfectly furious he was at this moment. Their blades met over and over again, each with a little more force than the last. Maul used his Force to pound into Damek’s body as he plummeled him with blows. The air sang with the sounds of their lightsabers clashing and drawing apart.
“She enjoyed every minute of it, Khameir....she’s mine now,” Damek hissed. That did it. Maul’s reared his great horned head back and howled.
“Deeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” he used his native word for “die” and plunged the end of his lightsaber into Damek’s chest, twisting the searing hot blade inside of him. Damek’s body jerked, his hand releasing his lightsaber. He garbled words as his blood rushed to his mouth and spilled forth all over Maul’s chest. Danek roared with pain before collapsing onto the floor. His body convulsed slightly then went still. His long silver hair lay matted in a pool of his blood. Maul was breathing very heavily as he stared down at his fallen opponent.
Dirae choked out a cry and reached out for Maul. He spun around and immediately took her trembling naked form in his strong arms. She sobbed on his shoulder as he held her tightly, stroking her long brown braid with one hand while the other caressed her back. She raised her head and kissed him all over his face many times, speaking between them.
“E laa yo, E laa yo!” she repeated over and over again. “I feared you would never come, I was so scared!” Maul gripped her tighter to his body.
“I couldn’t allow him to keep you, Dirae,” he confessed, his voice full of emotion that was normally unknown for a Sith Lord. “I need you more than life itself.” He lifted her face to his own and kissed her passionately. She returned it with equal passion, her arms locking around his thick neck.
“Control me again, my lord,” she panted between kisses, falling onto her back and opening her arms to her dark lover. Maul quickly ripped his tunic off and kicked his legs free of his trousers. Their legs entwined as he held himself above her, kissing her neck urgently. Her fingernails dug into the expanse of his thickly muscled back. Passion overwhelmed them both as they devoured the other with a hunger born from starvation.
Dirae’s head was thrown back and tossing from side to side as Maul allowed himself to enter her body. Their Forces mixed in a frenzied passionate embrace. The power consumed them both as their souls and bodies joined once more. Dirae repeated his name into his ear over and over again as he thrust into her. her legs raised and wrapped around his waist, her arms still locked behind his neck. His muscles strained against his black skin, sweat pouring from every part of his being to mingle with Dirae’s.
After many long moments, Maul growled deep in his throat and released himself into Dirae’s body. She cried out as her own pinnacle was reached; she bit down into his shoulder hard enough to draw his sweet blood. A low purring sound emitted after the growl as the pain traveled along his body. He slumped against her, panting heavily. Dirae was gasping for breath as well, her hands trailing over his back lazily. The last waves of pleasure washed over them as they wound down from the wild ride. Dirae felt his lips press against her shoulder before he spoke.
“I’m never letting you go,” he vowed. “You belong to me. You belong with me, mi laa.” Dirae felt tears prick her eyelids. As much attuned to the Dark Side as they were, passion could still reign over the two Sith Lords. Possession and passion could join together to create the dark love they shared.
“I’ll never leave you, my lord Maul. I am yours for as long as I remain on this plane,” she whispered in response against his shoulder. Maul rolled over onto his side, still holding her in his arms. She ran her fingers over the sloping crests of his muscles, savoring the feel of his smooth flesh beneathe her skin. He was her’s as well. She smiled at him softly and caressed his cheek with her free hand. He leaned into her touch, then turned his face to the side so he could trace his tongue over her palm. She shivered at the touch. His eyes were murky with lust as he gazed at her.
They stared at each other for many moments, sharing their unspoken love with soft caresses and smiles. Maul traced her cheek with his thumb gently.
“Sleep, mi laa. In the morning we’ll return to the ship and continue our revenge. No one can take you from me now. Not even the Force can call you away from me. And if it does, I will not be long on this plane.”
“E laa yo, my lord Maul. My Khameir Sarin,” Dirae replied and closed her eyes, nestling her head against his shoulder. Maul rested his head on hers and slept as well.
END