After I took a ride on my bike, I came home to get some sleep for a bit. Emmy and the girls are out with Kyndle, which is good because I’m not ready to face her yet. I know I will have to talk to her tonight. I can’t leave her waiting. That wouldn’t be fair of me. Kyndle deserves more than that.
I wake up in the middle of the afternoon. The first thing I do is get myself some food, I’m starving. My dad walks into the kitchen while I’m eating. My dad grabs food for himself. I know he wants to say something, but he is holding back, which is not like my dad. I don’t know why he won’t just tell me whatever it is that he wants to tell me. I can’t take it anymore.
“Dad, I know you want to say something, so just say it.”
“We have to talk about Kyndle.”
“What about her?”
“I know she is your soulmate, Emmy told me this morning. Calder, I know you had feelings for Lynden, but she isn’t your soulmate, Kyndle is, so what are you going to do.”
“I don’t have feelings for Lynden anymore, they died the moment she betrayed us. As for Kyndle, I don’t know what to think. I feel like I was blindsided, I didn’t even know she was a shifter. It was like she hit me with all the information at once.”
“It is a lot to take in, but you can’t ignore her. I know you pawned her off on your sister today.”
“I didn’t pawn her off, I don’t know about clothes and crap like that. Are you really going to stand here and tell me that you understand women and their craziness with clothes?”
“Okay fair point, but still, Calder Ash Caine you better figure out how you feel about Kyndle. Don’t leave the poor girl hanging.”
“I won’t. I’m going to talk to her tonight. I’m going to spend the rest of the day getting my shit together.”
“Good.”
My dad hugs me and leaves the kitchen. I’m alone once again, but this time I don’t mind it. I really do have to figure out how I feel about Kyndle, which is hard because I feel like I don’t really know her. I mean for heaven's sake I thought she was a damn bird, not a shifter. I can tell Kyndle is a good person, she is loyal, and she seems sweet. Maybe I’m just afraid that I’ve finally found my soulmate. It’s what I wanted, but now that I have it, I don’t know what to do with it.
I take another ride on my bike which really helps. Kyndle is meant to be my soulmate for a reason. Although I don’t really know her in her human form, I can get to know her. Kyndle is loyal, and the way she looked at me last night, I could just see the love in her eyes. I think I might be her world, and you know what I’m going to make her mind. We are meant to be together for a reason, even if I still thrown off guard by everything.
Deep down I trust Kyndle. I find myself wanting to get to know her. I can’t lie, I’m drawn to her, and our connection is strong. Even before I knew she was a shifter I was drawn to her, and we connected almost instantly. I was the key to setting her free, but I think it is more than that, we are clearly meant to be.
As soon as I’m home I park my bike in the garage, and head up to the room Kyndle is staying in. When I enter the room Kyndle is walking out of the bathroom, she’s back in my hoodie, her dark red hair is damp, and as soon as she sees me her amber eyes go right to the floor.
“Kyndle come here,” I command in a soft voice.
Kyndle does as a command, she is now right in front of me with her head still bowed down. I’m noticing that Kyndle is very submissive. I wonder if that’s because I’m her master and soulmate, which to her, is one in the same. I put my hand under her chin so that she is looking at me. Kyndle seems uncertain of what’s going on, I have to reassure her that I’m here for her, and that I want to be with her. I left things up in the air with her last night.
“Did you have fun with the girls?”
“Yes.” Kyndle’s voice is soft.
“Good. You’re still in my hoodie, how come?”
“It’s comfortable and it smells like you. I wanted to feel near to you. It’s stupid.”
“No, it's sweet. I’ve done some thinking, I know last night I wasn’t sure about things between us, but now I’m sure I want you Kyndle.”
“You do?”
“Yes, very much.”
I wrap my arms around Kyndle and bring her close to me, so our bodies are together. My lips crash down on Kyndle’s. As soon as our lips meet, I know this girl is meant to be mine. I break our kiss and move my hand to the zipper on my hoodie that Kyndle is wearing. I pull the zipper down and push the hoodie off of Kyndle. I notice she has black panties on, she must have gotten them today when she went shopping.
“You’re so beautiful,” I state as my hand brushes her neck, down her breasts, to her belly, and stops right at the lining of her panties.
Kyndle’s breath hitches at my touch. I want her in every way that a man could want a woman. I snap my fingers, and Kyndle’s panties are on the floor. I tap her thighs apart, and my one hand cups her. I move my finger to touch the magic spot that I know will make her feel good.
“Calder, I haven’t…”
I put the finger of my free hand on Kyndle’s lips.
“Shh, my girl. We can stop whenever you want to. I won’t ever force you to do something you don’t want to do.” My voice is laced with desire as I assure Kyndle.
I’m rock hard, and I feel myself strain against my jeans. I move my fingers, and rub Kyndle’s clit, she moans, and leans her hands on my shoulders to steady herself. I’m no virgin. The Enchantress used to like to watch me have sex with random girls that she would bring to the dungeons. I hated it, but I never had a choice, and thankfully the girls were much like me, and knew if we didn’t do what the Enchantress wanted, we would end up paying for it.
I was fifteen when she first made a girl suck me off. Over the years it got more intense, I’m sexually experienced, and not necessarily because I wanted it that way. I didn’t know about the rule about not having sex unless it was with your soulmate. I only knew what the Enchantress told me or allowed me to know. I did find out about the rule a few years later, but once again there wasn’t much I could do. There is only so much torture a person can take before the just give in.
Kyndle’s cum is on my fingers, her breathing is heavy, she is still leaning on me, I don’t think she could stand on her own right now. This is all new to her, but I will make sure she has the best experience she can. She is wet from her arousal, and ripe for the taking.
“I want you Kyndle. I want to make you officially mine; I want to claim you as my soulmate.”
“Yes. Calder, you are my master, I will obey every command you give me.”
I smile at Kyndle. “Come.” I offer her my hand, and she takes it.
I lead her to the bed, where I lay her down. I take off my clothes, Kyndle doesn’t seem bothered by the scars that are my body from being tortured. None of the scars are horrible, but they are there. I get on top of Kyndle, my lips crash on hers. She tastes so good. I want to be with her. When I touch her, I know this woman is meant to be mine.
My hips move Kyndle’s legs apart, I rub the tip of my cock in her wetness. I know I’m on the larger side, or at least that was I was told, the Enchantress was very impressed with the size of my cock. I have no idea what is considered average, so I just take her word for it. I put myself at Kyndle’s entrance, I’ve rubbed myself in her wetness which will help me ease into her.
“Just relax sweetheart, the beginning is the worst part,” I whisper in her ear.
Kyndle nods her head. I push myself into her, and in one quick movement I’m balls deep inside of Kyndle. Kyndle gasps, I’m stretching her, she is tight, and warm, but fuck does she feel good. This is the first time I’m having sex because it’s what I want, and not because I’m being forced. I move in and out of Kyndle. I try to keep my pace even. I don’t want to be rough, or too fast, however if I was, I don’t think Kyndle would mind, if she thought it was what I wanted, she would let me do whatever I wanted to her. However, this is her first time, so I will be gentle with her.
This feels right, and hell it feels amazing. My movements are deep, and slow. I move in and out of Kyndle, enjoying every damn moment I’m inside of her. Kyndle’s amber eyes look at me with such love and devotion, it’s in the moment I know this is meant to be. Whatever doubt I had is gone. I find my release, and then pull out of Kyndle. I roll off of her, we curl up under the covers, and I hold Kyndle in my arms.
The next morning Kyndle and I get dressed and join the others in the dining hall for breakfast. Kyndle then moves into the girl’s suite and takes over Emmy’s old bed since Emmy and Carter now have their own room. Once Kyndle is all settled in I introduce her to my parents, my grandmother, Kenzie, and Jason. Everyone is very kind to her and inviting. I’m happy that everyone is being kind to her.
I think my family is happy that I have found my soulmate. Finding one’s soulmate is a big deal in the magical world. Most find their soulmate young, but then there are some like my dad who was in his late twenties, however my mom was eighteen. No one knows why, or how it really works, but it’s another one of those things we just accept in the magical world. Unlike humans, magical beings don’t really question the universe, or how, or why things work the way they do.
Kyndle has started training with the team. We still train, run drills, and keep in shape. We never know when we will be called to a mission, or when the final battle will come. Carter still isn’t cleared for training yet, but he is recovering so hopefully he will be back in action soon. Emmy on the other hand doesn’t train as long as the rest of us. She will never admit that she is dead tired, and that the pregnancy is starting to take a toll on her body. We all have learned to just let it go, and not even bring it up to Emmy anymore. My sister is moody as hell with her hormones out of whack, so we just let her be. It’s safer that way because no one wants to upset the pregnant lady.