announcing Feran's arrival. Though he wore an expression of serene calm,
you sensed it was only a mask.
“What
is the matter?” he asked Feran. Sitting on the edge of the extra-large bed, he
pulled Zisa close.
“It
seems there was a mix-up in our reservations. We have the room for only one
night,” he explained speaking in a Retayan dialect.
Originally
born in a clan in the desert, he rediscovered his roots and integrated their
ways into his nature. Now when angry, he spoke in their ancient tongue.
Zisa
strolled to him. He sat in a chair with his eyes closed. She felt his anger
and frustration. Then suddenly she heard his thoughts in her mind reciting a
calming meditation. Amazed she grasped his hands and knelt before him. She
planted a delicate kiss on his lips.
The
healer was right. She felt his pain, his emotions. It was powerful.
He
opened his eyes. They were as beautiful as ever.
“You
smell like purshii fruit,” he whispered.
“You
like?” She leaned in and kissed him once again.
“Yes,”
he replied eying her pert nipples.
“There's
a whole bottle of it in there for when you decide to take a bath with me.”
He
leaned forward and latched his mouth onto her pert nipples. Bolts of pleasure
rushed to her brain. She whimpered and glanced down at the wetness that
spurted between her legs.
“I
love you Zisa Jurah-Vachel,” he said pulling her into his lap.
She
wrapped her legs around his hips allowing her mound to rest upon his.
“I
love you Feran Jurah.”
“I'm
going to take a shower,” he said abruptly moving her aside.
“So
much for that moment,” she sighed warily.
****
Z isa
climbed into the bed with Kellam. He pulled her into a searing kiss catching
her breath in her chest. He traced her chin and neck with his tongue nipping
and biting along the way. White heat pulsed through her body causing her to
quake and moan. She gazed into Kellam's eyes as he lay atop her. His giant
framed dwarfed her, yet she felt protected and loved.
“I
have dreamed of this,” he said wantonly.
“You
may have me. All of me,” she said squeaking as he suckled her nipples.
His
warm tongue circled the tip then he closed his lips over them tugging at them
firmly. They hardened, she moaned and bent knees.
Her
legs splayed outward. She was ready.
“Are
you sure you want to have us together?” he asked short of breath.
“Yes,”
she replied.
She
groaned as he kissed his way down her torso. His skilled tongue licked her
labia causing her to pant. Slowly he latched on to her clit, her hips bucked.
His callous hands grabbed hold of her thighs and held her legs apart. His
mouth dove into her ravenously causing her to keen with delight.
Coming
out of her haze of delight, Zisa opened her eyes to find Feran staring at her.
They were constricted and filled with desire. She gazed at him aroused even
more by his chiseled physique still wet from the shower. A streak of pleasure
shot through her body as Kellam licked her wet center.
“Save
some for me,” Feran said smoothly as Kellam growled.
The
mattress moved and creaked as the two changed places. Cool air rushed to her
mound, she cooed. Her body tingled. She groaned deep within her chest as
Feran licked her like a lollipop. He licked from top to bottom causing her to
the comforter. His tongue explored her thoroughly lapping her flowing juices.
She wailed and shook her head as he tried to insert his tongue into her secure
hole.
Her
mind was going. The pleasure was overwhelming. He held her hips in place and
continued sending her into a frenzy.
“Delicious,”
Kellam contends in between kisses. “Quite the delicacy.”
His
neatly trimmed beard sparkled with her moisture.
“Are
you ready?” Feran asked lifting up from her center. His goatee and lips
shined. She was happy that he wore her like a good meal.
Aroused
more than she could