The Destroyer Book 3 (28 page)

“You are quite curious.” She beckoned with a coy curl of a finger and then pointed to the flat stone next to her. “Maybe I can satisfy some of your curiosity without speaking?” She raised an eyebrow and gave me a deadly smile. “Or at least, speaking in coherent sentences.”

I licked my lips and approached the base of the raised platform. I put the blankets on top of it and then hoisted myself up to join her. The stone was ice cold but she didn’t seem to mind the chill. I quickly spread the blankets behind her and tried to ignore the increasing group of Wisps that had gathered.

“This is a beautiful night.” She lay back on the blanket and gazed up to the moon and infinite stars. Her hair spread around her and stone like a dark pool of blood, liquid in the light of the moon and the Wisps. “Come, be next to me.” I eagerly followed her instruction. My left shoulder rubbed against her right and I inhaled the sweet flower scent of her hair and body. My mouth began to water and I wondered if I would be able to taste her tonight underneath these stars.

“Do you ever wish you could be somewhere else?” she asked after a few minutes.

“Another place?”

“Maybe. Or another person. Not stuck where you are now.” She seemed to think her words clarified her question.

“I like where I am now.”

“Well. Of course you like where you are right now. You are with me.” She laughed lightly and shifted her body over to lie on her side so she could face me. Her mouth was close to mine and while I didn’t look at her, I could feel her breath on my neck and ear.

“When I am not with you I wish I was. I wish I could be with you always,” I said before I thought it through and immediately regretted the words. She would think them weak and end me here, away from our home. No one would ever know what happened to me. I would never see my family again.

Or worse. She would laugh at what I said.

She didn’t say anything for a few minutes, finally she spoke.

“We are both different types of slaves, Kaiyer. Your bondage is just easier to see. Perhaps humans deserve this for the crimes of your past, but I don’t think you do.” Her hand reached across the small gap between us and lay on my chest. Her voice was filled with grief.

“Can I help you?” I turned to look at her and our eyes met. The lights of the Wisps danced in them like a swirling painting. I wanted to ask her what she meant about past crimes.

“You are such a good toy. I look forward to spending time with you. That is all you can do for me.” She smiled and pulled her body closer to mine. I was thankful for the warmth. The cold of the stone had seeped through the blankets and the air was already chilly. I nodded at her statement and tried not to feel indignation at her calling me a toy. I wanted to be more than that to her.

"Oh, don't pout, Kaiyer," she whispered into my ear before her tongue licked the lobe and sent shivers to my toes and groin. "I can fix my own problems. I just need time." Her mouth moved down below my left ear and kissed my jawline. Her left hand skipped down from my chest and the nails dug into the thin wool of my tunic and scratched the skin of my stomach. It was a hint at what she wanted me to do next.

I leaned across the inches between us and met her eager mouth with my own. Our tongues gently explored each other's and we moaned in unison at their touch. Her hand made a sudden tug down below my stomach and undid the leather belt I wore. Her movements made me gasp with surprise and I felt her lips upturn into a grin while she kissed me.

We were familiar with the routine by now. She didn’t usually bother to undress me, so I was taken aback by her hands pulling at my shirt after she went for my belt. I untied the leather laces on her pants while I continued to occupy her mouth. In a few seconds my hand had slid past her undergarments and my fingertips were rewarded by the wetness of her entrance.

“Muuummm,” she moaned into my mouth while she tried to get her hips in a better position for my fingers to slide into her. Her riding pants were tight, and her boots were still on her feet, so I could only get my fingers to tease her outer lips. She kissed me with frustration and I knew it would be a matter of seconds before she demanded that I finish removing her clothes.

Before she could order me to do so, I broke off our kiss and pulled my hand from her. She gasped but cut short when I rose to my knees and made it clear I was taking off the rest of her garments. My hands worked quickly and removed her high laced boots within a few seconds. Normally Iolarathe ordered me to take off every part of her clothing, but once her boots came off she raised her hips off the blankets to aid me in removing her leather pants and undergarments.

I took off her shirt and exposed her naked breasts. The moon’s light made her glow against the dark quilts. I fell down on her like she was a piece of steak and I hadn’t eaten in a month. My tongue circled the nipple of her left breast while my hands explored her skin, traced her curves, and massaged where her joints met.

Her gasps echoed the movement of my tongue against her nipple. I switched to her right one, and traced the path with kisses and small bites on the wonderful white skin between them. My hands worked downward on their exploration of her body and my left fingers brushed against her entrance again. Her hips rose at my caress and her hands grasped frantically at my back and hips. Her entrance was wet and I easily slid in a single finger and rubbed the top of the lips with my thumb.

Iolarathe’s hips pushed against my hand and she growled my name. I looked down at her face and smiled at the look of ecstasy she wore. Our eyes met and her mouth formed a blissful smile that I quickly changed into a wide gape of disappointment when I withdrew my finger from her.

“Take off your clothes,” she commanded. Her hands were already at my tunic and continuing the job they had started a few minutes ago. Once she had unlaced the front, she pulled it off of my head and ran her fingers over my chest. While she was occupied with my skin I yanked down my pants and undergarments. Her silver eyes darted to my penis and her hands flew down my chest to begin caressing the base of the shaft. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and moan when I felt her touch around me.

“Lie on your back Kaiyer.” I nodded and slid back down onto the blankets next to her. I expected her to let go of my member during the transition but she held onto it firmly and maintained her grip across the shaft. The sensation was making me dizzy and I felt trickles of wetness forming at the tip.

Her leg lifted into the air, and before I could assist her movement she brought her hips up over my thighs and straddled me. Her hair fell over the front of her face and covered her breasts. She moved her other hand downward and rubbed across the wet opening of my member while she continued to tug lightly on the shaft.

Then Iolarathe scooted on my hips and I felt her drenched opening at the base of me. Her hands pulled me up against her lips and I gasped when she rocked forward a bit and dragged me across the length of her entrance. She was slippery and it only took a few of her gentle movements to get me soaking wet.

"Do you like it when I tease you?" She flipped her hair back over her shoulders and looked at me with a mischievous smirk. I nodded and sighed when she lifted her hips a little higher off my thighs than she had the previous few times. Her motion dragged the tip of my member across her opening and I tried to thrust up into her. My lover's hands still cupped my shaft however, and she easily directed my penis to slide alongside her as she had before. "No, no, Kaiyer. I'm not done." Her lips curled into a grimace of pleasure and her body shivered in delight as she rubbed me across her again.

I leaned my head back into the cold embrace of the blankets and stone. It was too much for me to see her enjoying my body like this and I figured with my eyes closed I could concentrate more on the pleasure she sent through my body instead of the wonderful vision of her playing with me. It did help enhance the sensations. With my eyes closed I only felt the contrasting chill of the stone beneath the quilts and the heat of her body as it rubbed against my shaft. I heard her moan with desire and appreciated the wet sliding sound she made when her hands teased my tip across her clitoris.

I needed to be inside of her, as deep as I could be, while our bodies entwined and our mouths devoured each other. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. Our eyes met and I realized that she had been watching me while she tortured me. The stars wrapped around her like a halo of blues, greens, and purples. My hands had been clutching the blankets but they moved up and grabbed the bones of her hips and lifted. Her hand slid my slippery tip into her opening. Then I pulled her back down and both our eyes opened in the surprising sensation of me filling her. Normally it took us several attempts to get me all the way into her tunnel, but the teasing had made us both prepared enough for the journey.

I pulled her down farther once she had descended the full length of my shaft. The movement drew a sharp hiss of pleasure from Iolarathe's mouth and she pushed with her legs to pull me out a few inches. Then she lowered herself again and ground her hips into mine. The sensation of being inside of her was unbelievable. She was so warm, so tight around me, so wet. The walls of her entrance seemed to grip and tease just as much as her hands did, so I had to force myself to relax.

I leaned up off the stone and kissed her lips while I wrapped my arms around her lower back. Her fingers came to my face and cupped my cheeks while our tongues danced together long enough for me to gain control over my climax and let her ride me again.

"You always feel amazing inside of me," she murmured between her moans and the wet sliding sounds of her opening accepting the upward thrust of my erection. I reached up across her breasts with my left hand and brushed away a forest of red hair that had fallen in front of her face before kissing her again. While our lips touched I sat up and pulled her into my lap to face me. My hands were free to run over her entire naked torso while her thighs wrapped around the sides of my stomach.

"Ummmm,” she moaned again when my fingers ran down her silky smooth back and cupped her butt cheeks. The reds and purples of the starlight reflected off of her skin. They turned the green light of the moon a bizarre clash of painted shadows.

"Iolarathe!" I shouted in panic. She had not noticed the strange colors.

"Yes! Say my name again," she whispered urgently in my ear and pushed her hips down into me to force my throbbing member deeper.

"No, the Wisps. Look!" She pulled away from me and looked in the direction I faced. The movement tightened her velvet like walls around my penis and I couldn't help but moan, even though my heart was filled with fear.

"Shit," she said flatly when she saw.

There were hundreds of Wisps in the clearing now, maybe thousands. I thought they were stars at first because they didn't dance through the air as they had during my brief introduction to them.

"They are behind us too." She glanced over my shoulder. "I wasn't paying attention."

"Above." I looked up and she quickly followed my eyes. Now I was confident in my guess that there were over a thousand. They hovered, completely still, hanging in the air like bright splashes of color against the black night sky.

"I've never seen so many together before." Iolarathe swayed her hips again and dragged me across the walls of her entrance.

"Do you want to leave?" I moaned from her movement and it covered up the sound of fear in my voice.

"No. I want you to fuck me till I come. Then I want to climax a second time when you fill me with your seed." She gave me a wicked smile. Her eyes practically glowed in the light the Wisps cast.

"You aren't worried?"

"Of course not. Did you forget me telling you that I was the most dangerous creature within a few thousand miles?" She leaned her head back and released a mocking laughter to the gathered Wisps. I felt my fear start to fade. I should have known better. Iolarathe didn't seem to fear anything. What must it be like to live such a life? I could not remember a day when I didn't wake in the morning or go to sleep at night without fear.

"I didn't forget." Suddenly the Wisps grew brighter, and brighter. Their colors ran together and became blackness in my eyes, then whiteness, then blackness.

I tried to scream out to Iolarathe. To warn her. But my voice did not work. My body would not move. Everything stopped in the brightness of the light.

I opened my eyes and groaned. Ever since I passed out on the horse en route to Nia I had been experiencing painful light sensitivity. The white canvas tent did little to shield my sleeping eyes from the morning sun once it crested the wall of the city. I had felt pain before, torture, wounds from battle, the change the Elvens inflicted upon me to give me magic, but this was more painful. Luckily, the pain faded completely within a quarter of an hour and I could not remember the agony until it came back the next morning with renewed vigor.