The Destroyer Book 2 (3 page)

“Are you awake?” Jessmei’s honey sweet voice asked. My body relaxed and filled with warmth when I realized where we were.

“Yes.” I opened my eyes. Our cave faced north, wrapping us in a perfect shelter from the harsh light of the rising sun.

“Did you have a good dream?" Jessmei’s naked body lay atop mine and her soft skin was more comforting than the warm blankets.

“It was another memory.” She smiled down at me and the hand that stroked my face moved to scratch my scalp. She knew that I liked this.

“You were laughing in your sleep. I think it was a good dream. I’ve never heard you laugh that way. You seemed so happy. Was I in your dream?” She leaned down and kissed my mouth before I answered. Her tongue carefully explored my lips and then darted into my mouth when I opened it to return her kiss. She sighed in pleasure and bit my bottom lip before she ended the kiss. Her eyes looked down at me with unabashed lust.

I gave a dry chuckle and moved my hands up to grasp around her perfect hips.

“If I had been dreaming of you I wouldn’t have been laughing. I would have been moaning in ecstasy.” My fingertips lightly dug into her skin and her mouth opened in pleasure at my touch.

The day after I rescued Jessmei the storm picked up dramatically so we sheltered in the dense cover of the forest. The ground quickly became covered with snow, but I harvested enough wood to keep the horses warm. Jessmei’s captors packed enough food to last the two of us most of the journey back, and I was sure I would be able to fell a dear along the route. That left the beautiful princess and I with only one activity while we waited for the weather to pass.

When the storm subsided we continued to make our way south, back to Nia. It would have been a four-week journey if we would have rushed.

And even though we both knew that our friends and Jessmei’s family were worried about us, we didn’t rush.

She had an appetite for the newly discovered pleasure I gave her. During the stay in the forest we made love almost the whole day, slept for the coldest parts of the night, and then continued the next day. We took short breaks for food, more firewood, to relieve ourselves, and when we took naps of exhausted pleasure after lovemaking. When we began to make our way south we would start the morning with energetic passion. When we took our midday meal we would enjoy each other for dessert. After we had set up the camp and tended to the horses we would hastily retreat into the tent to explore each other’s bodies again before sleeping.

When I first made love to her she had been hesitant, which was understandable given her lack of experience and what she had been told. After a week of travel, she became as fierce and uninhibited in bed as I could have wished. She enjoyed all the different positions we experimented with but seemed to prefer to be on top of me, where she would bite her lower lip, grind against me, and go at the pace she preferred. I hurt her once on accident when I had climaxed and grabbed her hips to pull her down onto me so I might force myself deep into her quivering body. My fingers had left purple bruises on the side of her stomach. I could have crushed her skull with an accidental squeeze during our lovemaking so I needed to be careful.

After two weeks of travel with only cold rain to bother us, another snow storm descended and forced us to hole up in the cave. A week passed as the weather raged outside our stone nest but we didn’t mind the delay. Yesterday the sun had finally shown itself but we decided to wait until the next morning before resuming our travels. I took the day to see if I could catch any game that would have journeyed out because of the better weather. After a few hours of tracking I found a small stream where some deer had gathered to drink. I killed a small buck with the Elven’s bow and we had feasted.

“We should continue on our journey today,” I said as my hands circled up above her hips and gently rubbed her lower back.

“No. Let’s stay here forever.” Her cheek pressed down on my chest and she murmured in approval as my fingers worked up to her mid back and rubbed the small muscles there. I kissed the top of her head where her soft blonde hair met her scalp.

“We will still have a few weeks of travel ahead of us. Besides, we’ve been cooped up in here for too long.”

“I only want to be here in your arms.” She squirmed a bit more as she tried to force her body into mine. Her breasts pushed against my stomach and I felt her nipples rub against me. I laughed again and pulled her mouth to mine for another kiss. It started off gentle and then turned almost angry as our passion rose and our tongues battled for dominance.

"Let's get going," I said after our kiss broke and each of us finished gasping for air.

"No. Not after a kiss like that. I need you inside of me," she demanded and then bit her lower lip. Her face transformed from the beautiful girl that I remembered eating lunch with in the Royal Garden into a woman who recognized what she wanted and would get it at any cost. Before I consented, which I would have, she moved up and rubbed her body against mine with urgency. I reached my hands around her ass and found her opening with my fingertips. She was wet and moaned my name when my hand brushed against her sensitive skin. I had been half-erect since I awoke to find her naked on top of me and feeling her body moist and ready for me hardened my penis. I moved my hands from her entrance around to her hips and pulled her on top of me. We had done this enough so she knew what to do from this point. While I steadied her body Jessmei reached down with her right hand and led me into her. She gasped in pleasure when my tip slid in only an inch and then stopped. Her tunnel was very wet, but we normally had to spend a couple of precious seconds easing my shaft into her before we began our love making.

Jessmei leaned forward and kissed my face, mouth, and neck while she rocked herself back down onto me slowly, taking more of me inside of her each time until I was in as deep as possible. She gave a satisfied moan before she leaned back onto my hips and sat up straight. The blankets fell away from her shoulders and I got to study her beautiful body in the bright reflection of the dawn. Her skin was pale, smooth, and reminded me of milk or cream. The pink lips to her entrance and small pearl nub of flesh at the top of the opening were easily visible through her blonde pubic hair. The lips were spread wide to accommodate the shaft inside of her and the nub was erect with excitement.

"You are so thin Kaiyer," she said matter-of-factly as she gazed down at me through half-closed eyes. Her hips made slow, tiny circles which dragged me across her velvety walls. The overwhelming pleasure allowed me to only grunt in agreement.

"We'll have a feast for you when we get back. With all the food you could possibly eat." Her mouth grinned and then formed a round shape when I made contact with a spot she enjoyed. She changed her tempo from the slow pace to one significantly faster and less circular. She put her hands down on my hips to keep my body from moving while she rode me. Her eyes closed and she let out soft moans of pleasure as she set about the task of pleasing herself.

My hands and fingertips traced lines across her arms and shoulders. My touch created goose bumps on her sensitive skin and also produced additional sighs of pleasure from her. After ten minutes of her movements I felt her begin to shake like she did when she tried to keep herself from climaxing. Her eyes finally opened and she stared down at me like I was the first glass of water she would drink in a week. Then she took her hands off my hips and leaned down to kiss me, pushing her chest and breasts against my torso.

I wrapped my hands around her hips and pushed myself into her deeper. It seemed to trigger her climax and she let out a whine of joy into my mouth as she kissed me. Her body shook like it had when she almost died from hypothermia. I could feel her tighten around my shaft and the thought of her taking such an extreme amount of pleasure from my body drove me over the edge. I tried to resist the urge to release so soon, since I would normally wait until she experienced pleasure three or four times before I would. The sensation of her open mouth screaming into mine, the shaking of her body on top of me, the way she used me to pleasure herself, and the tightness of her entrance forced the climax upon me. My orgasm filled her small body with my seed while she gasped with pleasure.

Our mouths parted after we calmed. I was still inside of her and she made no effort to remove me when she sighed in relief and laid her head back on my chest. She gave another small gasp of pleasure as her body suddenly trembled again and gripped my erection.

We lay there for another quarter of an hour until the sunrise turned into full morning and the rays infiltrated the nook of the cave. Jessmei shook when she descended into a deep and relaxed sleep. I figured that I should let her sleep a bit longer while I got the campsite packed up and tended to the horses. I carefully slid her over off my body and onto the sleeping mat next to me. Jessmei was a heavy sleeper and didn't stir at all as I moved her. Before I covered her with the blanket I studied her naked body with appreciation.

Her blonde hair spread out from her head like a gold halo. It fell down to about the mid part of her back, just enough to cover her breasts when she was naked. It was usually straight but now developed a small amount of curl since she hadn't been able to wash the blonde tresses in the last few weeks we traveled. Even though she had often complained that it, and her body, smelled awful from the travel it still carried the scent of gardenias and citrus.

Her skin was flawless, except for a few cute freckles that dotted her nose and cheeks. They added to her girlish appearance and complemented the small dimples that framed each side of her mouth when she smiled. She was half-smiling now in her sleep and I hoped that she was thinking of me in her dreams. The rest of her body was lean and toned from our travels. She wasn't as tall as Nadea, but where Nadea had the lithe body of a warrior, Jessmei's seemed to be made for pleasure: soft, sleek, smooth, and curvy in the right places.

"I like it when you look at me when I am sleeping," she whispered softly. Her clear blue eyes opened and she smiled up at me, increasing the size of her dimples and exposing her perfect teeth behind full red lips. Her eyes were the color of an ocean that cradled icebergs, a pale shade of sky.

"How could I not? You are like a work of art, created for me to appreciate." I smiled down at her and then gave a small laugh as she flushed red all over her body. That was another quality of hers that I liked, she blushed at almost any compliment. Her hand grabbed my arm and she pulled on me to help her sit up, then she kissed me lightly.

"Thank you for saving me again. I owe you everything." She wrapped her arms around my shoulder and sighed as I hugged her back.

"No. You don't owe me anything Jessmei. I did it because I am your friend." My arms circled her slender waist and I thought about taking her again. Maybe we should just stay here for the day?

"So are we still friends? Or are we more?" she said as she pulled away and looked into my eyes. Her smile was still there but her question seemed serious. I considered before answering.

"We are lovers. I realize that it means a sort of commitment in your society." Her eyes glimmered and her smile got bigger so I assumed that I was on the right path with my conversation. "But please realize that in my time, we were involved in constant battle. We never knew when we would live or die, so becoming a lover with someone didn't mean more than a mutual attraction."

"I'm not sure I understand," she said with hesitation.

"Let me use us as an example." She nodded. "If we were both soldiers in the army and were lovers, how much of a commitment should we make to each other?" I figured having her explain what was expected in this example would lead me to understand what she wanted of me in our relationship.

"We would be sworn to each other, we would never take another lover.” I felt a tingle up my spine as she spoke the words so similar to those Iolarathe had screamed while she made love to me. I smiled at myself. Jessmei was so different from the Elven woman, it was ridiculous to compare them. I watched her eyes as she continued. They were tight with anticipation, downcast. Her mouth made small, careful movements as she formed the words hesitantly. She was nervous about what I thought, she seemed almost afraid to look at me, as if she could not stand the possibility that I would disagree with her ideals about love and relationships. “We would be joined together and raise children together."

"I understand your perspective. But now let us say that was true, you and I were sworn together. Now, say the day after we first became lovers I died in battle. How would you feel?"

"I . . . I would be devastated. I couldn't imagine losing you." The thought made her brows wrinkle in a frown.

"It happens in war. You can never tell who will die. Now, how long would you mourn for me?"

"I don't know. Right now it feels like I would never want anyone else but you." She looked in my eyes, seeking confirmation that I shared her feelings.

"Let's say you go five years without taking another lover, eventually you meet someone else. You don't intend to, but you have become lonely and this person makes you feel like I did."

"I doubt it, but for this example I will agree with you." She smiled.

"Now, you become lovers with this new person, and then he dies. Now how do you feel?"

"I obviously have horrible luck with my lovers. I should probably never take another!" She giggled.

"That is the point I am trying to make. We never predicted who would live or die. How can you commit your heart to someone else when you knew it would be broken? I was lucky and survived through the battles and the wars against the Ancients. However, many were not. It meant that we treated sex as a way to release stress and enjoy our lives. There were no commitments."

"Did people have many lovers?"

"Yes."

"Did you have many lovers?" she asked with concern.

"I had one I can remember, but she wasn't in the army. She was before that time." I hesitated as images of Iolarathe flew into my head.