Chapter 11 Consumed
KERRIENNE
As I closed the door, I could feel his need for me. I felt it too, hell I could feel it through the door which is why I opened it. Power oozed from his pores calling to the power I could feel deep inside me, but it was more than that. I felt a need to touch every inch of him, and have him touch me in return. We stood staring at each other. Now that I've got this other me in my head, I see things much clearer.
My father was always telling me not to be afraid of my gift of sight, he said I was blessed by the Gods. I’ve always known the best time to plant crops. Which fields needed rotation and when our borders needed protecting. But now, it's as if my gifts have been amplified. Along with other gifts I didn't even know I had.
I barred the door and leaned against it, clenching my hands behind my back to keep from touching him. I was overwhelmed by the need to touch him, taste him. He took a deep resigned breath and moved towards me. He took two steps and he was looking down at me, his powerful presence leaving me breathless. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. He smelled like sandalwood and freshly overturned earth. I opened my eyes and noticed that his body was now surrounded by a pulsing red light.
The very air around him shimmered with power and energy. He tentatively reached out a hand towards me. I didn't even hesitate as I placed my hand in his. That’s when I noticed that my hand also had a pulsing red light around it. That's new. I’ve always been able to discern people’s energies, their moods but I’ve never seen it. As our hands touched, the light got brighter and pulsed faster, as if in tune to our racing hearts.
I looked up into his blood red eyes and felt no fear. He looked at me from under dark sinfully long eyelashes and my body screamed for him in a primal way. If I was really being honest with myself, I haven't been able to get him out of my thoughts since I saw him on the battlefield.
He leaned down and took possession of my lips and I opened up to him, like a flower opening up to the sun. I clutched his head, tugging him closer, as my body throbbed with painful need. I dug my fingers into his shoulders as he deepened the kiss. He nipped my bottom lip drawing a moan from me. Skilled lips moved down towards my neck, kissing their way down the curve.
EMRICK
Desire flared across my skin. I wanted her naked and wet beneath me. I wanted her now. It took every ounce of willpower I possessed to not throw myself at her and ravage her like an animal. Though her passion matched mine, I know she's inexperienced from the tub incident in my room a few days earlier. So I mustn't scare her off by going too fast.
I wanted to touch her everywhere. Taste and tease her until she moans my name. I kissed her like a man possessed. I could spend hours tracing the curves of her body with my hands and mouth. Too soon, we pulled apart. Both of us gasped for air. She took my hand and walked us toward the bed. I was right behind her as she climbed up onto the bed. I pulled her back against my chest as she knelt on the edge of the bed.
Cupping her breasts, I used my fingertips to lightly pinch the nipples. They hardened instantly and she let out a soft gasp of pleasure. I kissed her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of freshly picked strawberries and warm honey.
I moved my hand slowly down her stomach, my touch feather light. My muscles tightened with the need to be inside her, but I forced myself to go slow. I nuzzled her neck and moved my hands back up towards her breasts. They were the perfect fit for my hand, with just enough weight to them. She moaned and made a whimpering noise that set my blood on fire. Her soft behind brushing insistently against the front of my kilt.
I moved my fingers up her thigh and slipped one inside her. Her fingers reached back to grip my thighs, holding tight as a shudder ran through her body. I found her wet and ready. I flipped her around and she lunged at me, all mouth and inexperienced hands.
She kissed me with lips that tasted like fire and honey, running her fingers down the front of my shirt to my kilt. She slipped her hands underneath and curled her fingers around me. I sucked in a sharp breath as a growl escaped my throat before I could stop it.
She kissed my neck as she tentatively stroked me, her inexperienced hands threatening to bring me to early orgasm. I gently removed her hand from me before my body betrayed me. Laying her down onto the bed, I hovered over her, reaching between her legs to finger her damp folds, slowly stroking her in and out. I brushed my thumb over the tender skin. She dug her nails into my arm, shaking with need. I leaned over her and kissed her as I moved my fingers faster.
“Don't… don't stop.” She gasped.
I didn't … couldn't… Even if I wanted to. She cried out as she orgasmed, gripping me tight around the neck. I gently disentangled myself from her hands and watched as she fell back against the bed like she was boneless. I watched as all the different expressions played out across her face. She gave me a heated, heavy-lidded look that left me even more breathless. I quickly discarded my shirt and kilt to join her on the bed.
KERRIENNE
I watched him as he shed his kilt and I couldn’t help the gasp that left me at seeing his naked body again. He’s all hard and sharp angles to my softness. I looked down at his body and I guess my anxiousness must have shown on my face because he joined me on the bed and took my face gently between his large hands. He leaned closer and laid a gentle kiss on my lips as he whispered, “It won’t hurt much if I take my time.”
I laid back as he knelt over me, straddling my legs. His hands moved up my outer thighs, making my nightgown bunch up over his hands. When the gown reached my waist, I was naked to his gaze from the waist down. His gaze rove up my body and our gazes locked. I got sucked down into his gaze and I could swear I saw something moving behind the red of his eyes. It looked like a caged beast, pacing back and forth. My breath left me in a strangled gasp. I blinked and watched him grab the neckline of my sleeping gown and in one move, ripped it in two. My breath was coming in ragged sounds now and I felt more wetness pool between my thighs. He cocked his head to the side and sniffed the air. The look he gave me then had me shaking in fear and excitement. He looked at me like I was his prey and he was a starving wolf.
He lowered his body over mine, inch by painful inch. When his body hovered above mine, he brushed his lips against mine, then tenderly kissed my eyebrows, my nose, my lips. I felt the fire build up again. He kissed his way down my body as I turned this way and that way, unable to stay still beneath him, a slave to the fingers warming my skin as his hot mouth branded me as his. I clung to his shoulders with shaking hands as he drew a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and across the tip. He licked and teased his way lower until his lips were touching the warm skin of my inner thigh.
Settling between my thighs, he stroked the tender bud with his tongue. I dug my nails into his shoulders and cried out, my back arching off the bed. My pelvis tipped forward of its own accord to meet his scorching lips. He kissed me lightly at first and then more deeply, his tongue parting my folds in a slow caress. He pushed his tongue into my body and made love to me with his mouth until he drew a whimpered sound out of me. I tightened my fingers in his hair, gasping for air as another wave of release rolled through me. He clamped me to him with his mouth, coaxing trembling aftershocks from me. I collapsed with a whimpered sound of contentment.
I felt spent and energized all at the same time. He licked and nipped his way back up my body. His strained breath echoing in the room as his body hovered over mine. He kissed my face tenderly and any unresolved tension that was holding me back melted away. I lifted my hips and rubbed myself against his erection. His low growl washed over me as his body slowly entered mine in a masterful stroke.
At the first hint of pain, my body threatened to lock down on me. He leaned back and looked down at me questioningly. I nodded yes. He smiled before kissing me passionately, taking my breath away… and with one powerful thrust, buried himself deep inside me. He stopped moving and I felt his body tense above mine.
“Ye are mine.” He growled in my ear before he started moving, and the world ceased to exist and there was only him, moving above me. There was only us.
He turned and I found myself on top, looking down at him. I sat up, steadying myself with my hands on his chest, the movement burying him deeper inside me. As my body found its own rhythm, I began to move faster. He threw his head back as his lips formed a silent O. He held onto my waist as he thrust up, into me over and over again. There were no words to describe the sensation of having him buried so deep inside my body. I closed my eyes and let instinct take over.
A door opened in my mind and I could feel power, my power, his power. We were feeding off each other. I knew without a doubt that I could easily absorb his life force. The thought scared me and thrilled me at the same time. I looked into his eyes and saw him daring me to do just that. I resisted the urge and focused on giving as well as taking. Heat spread through me and I arched my back. I lifted up then slowly slid down his hard length all the while looking into his eyes.
He held my gaze as he bit his lower lip. I pushed down on him and watched his lips part, his breath seeming to stop. His reaction excited me. The fact that I could make this seasoned warrior putty in my hands. I kept grinding down until his hold tightened on my hips. I leaned forward and kissed him hungrily, sliding my tongue along his full bottom lip. He made a rough masculine sound that sent a thrill to my toes then I was back on the bottom, looking up into his beautiful ocean blue eyes.