**Chapter 490**
**Healing Waters**
**Dagon POV**
**Aboard the Finalizer – Private Healing Baths**
The *Finalizer* hummed softly around us as it cruised through hyperspace, a reassuring constant after the chaos of the Jedi Temple. I leaned back against the warm, curved edge of the massive healing bath, the kolto-infused water lapping gently at my chest. The tension in my muscles slowly melted away, replaced by a deep, soothing warmth that eased even the lingering aches from Helska IV and Atraken.
*Man, it's a good thing I sent Grace and the others ahead to reinforce home base,* I thought, staring at the soft blue lights embedded in the ceiling. *Otherwise, we would have been caught by the Temple. I still don't have a good answer for why I disappeared like that.*
The girls had insisted on joining me in the private healing baths the moment we returned. After everything — the Thought Bomb, the sacrifice, the desperate resurrection ritual — none of us wanted to be apart. Not even for a moment.
I opened my eyes as the water rippled around me.
Zule was the first to slide into the bath, her athletic zeltron falleen body glistening as she settled against my left side. Ahsoka followed right after, pressing herself to my right, her lekku draping over my shoulder like warm silk. Flare slipped in next, elegant and graceful, resting her head on my chest. Stella nestled shyly against my stomach, her small hands tracing idle patterns on my skin. Kayla pressed close from behind, her Zeltron empathy amplifying every touch into waves of shared pleasure. Shin and Erictia completed the circle, one on each thigh, their hands gently exploring.
The water glowed softly around us, the kolto working its magic on our bodies while something deeper worked on our souls.
Shin looked up at me, her purple eyes half-lidded with contentment and a hint of wonder. "How do you keep going?" she whispered, her voice soft but filled with genuine awe. "We were all exhausted after the ritual… after everything. But you're still here. Still strong. Still… ready."
I chuckled lowly, running my flesh hand through her long white hair while my black armored arm gently held Kayla against my back. "I don't know. Maybe it's the dark side. Maybe it's the Shield. Or maybe it's just you eight. You keep pulling me back from the edge."
Ahsoka kissed the side of my neck, her breath warm against my skin. "We're not letting you go again. Not ever."
Zule's hand slid down my chest, her fingers tracing the old scars and new lightning marks. "You were dying in our arms… and we brought you back. But it took everything we had. How are you still…?"
I leaned down and kissed her softly, then turned to capture Ahsoka's lips next. "Because I have all of you. That's my strength."
Flare moved closer, her elegant body pressing against mine as she kissed along my collarbone. "Then let us take care of you tonight," she murmured, her voice husky. "No more saving the galaxy. Just us."
Stella, ever gentle, kissed my stomach, her small hands exploring lower. "We love you," she whispered against my skin. "All of you."
Kayla's hands roamed over my shoulders from behind, her Zeltron touch sending sparks of pleasure through the bond. "Let us show you how much."
Shin and Erictia moved in unison, their lips meeting mine in turn as their hands joined the others. The water rippled around us as the eight of them surrounded me completely — hands, lips, bodies moving together in a loving, intimate dance.
I lost myself in them.
Shin straddled my lap first, sinking down onto me with a soft moan, her tight heat enveloping me as she rode slowly. Ahsoka kissed her deeply while Zule sucked on my neck, leaving fresh marks. Flare and Stella lavished attention on my chest, their tongues teasing my nipples. Kayla pressed against my back, her hands stroking wherever she could reach. Visenya and Erictia took turns kissing me, their bodies warm and eager.
We moved together in waves — slow and tender at first, then building into something more urgent. I took each of them in turn, the water splashing gently as bodies shifted and moans filled the air. Shin came first, clenching around me with a beautiful cry. Ahsoka followed, then Zule, their orgasms feeding into each other through the bond until the entire group was lost in shared ecstasy.
I held nothing back, pouring my love and strength into every touch, every thrust, every kiss. The girls gave it back tenfold — their hands, mouths, and bodies worshipping me as I worshipped them.
When I finally reached my peak, buried deep inside Flare while the others caressed us, the release was powerful. I groaned their names as I spilled inside her, the bond flaring brightly between all of us.
We collapsed together in the warm water, limbs tangled, hearts beating in sync. Shin rested her head on my chest, Erictia curled against my side, the others nestled wherever they could fit.
Shin looked up at me again, her purple eyes soft with wonder. "How do you keep going?" she whispered once more. "We're all exhausted… but you're still here. Still holding us."
I kissed her forehead, then each of the others in turn. "Because I have all of you. You are my strength. My reason. My everything."
The healing baths continued to glow softly around us as the *Finalizer* hovered in orbit around Coruscant. For now, the war could wait.
We had each other.
And that was enough.