Chapter 6
It wasn’t possible to feel like this so quickly, but I did. I turned to face the man who called me his and smiled. After my outburst, I felt like an idiot and wished I could take it back. He didn’t seem to mind, and when his eyes zeroed in on my lips I licked them inviting him to kiss me. I wasn’t only a virgin. I’d never been kissed either. A few times someone had tried and gotten my cheek, but I’d never been kissed. Not in the way that I read about in stories. Oh how I wished he would.
His eyes changed and I gasped. It was amazing. They went from a deep ocean blue to a glowing orange. This time they didn’t change back.
“Are you scared?”
I nodded. “Not for the reason you are thinking though.”
“Do you know what I’m thinking?”
“Your eyes.”
“They don’t scare you?”
“Not even a little bit.”
He leaned in, and then his lips were on mine softly, then demanding, and it was the most amazing feeling I had ever had. His tongue licked my bottom lip and instinctively I knew what he was asking, and I parted my lips slowly letting him in. His tongue found mine and heat rushed throughout my body.
He moaned and pulled my body against him. I felt the hardness beneath the fabric of his pants. My body quaked with pleasure, and I whimpered when he pulled back.
His eyes were wide and his face was flushed. Strands of white hair hung in his face and he blew them out of his way. His eyes glowed brighter and his body shook.
“You’re beautiful,” I said and he was. I’d never seen anyone like him before.
“That’s my line, Eliana. And you are beautiful,” he replied and groaned when I felt a bit braver and slid my leg over his hip bringing us closer together.
I kissed him again liking the closeness. He was so big, and I felt tiny and safe with his arms wrapped around me. He slid his hand up the back of my shirt and ran his fingers down my spine. I arched pressing my breasts into him. My core ached with need and I fidgeted against him. I might have been a virgin, but I knew exactly what was going on with my body. I was educated.
“I don’t want to rush you, love,” he said and I smiled.
“I have this ache.” My voice was low, and I almost didn’t recognize it.
Then I felt his finger slip between my legs. I was only wearing thin shorts and the heat from his finger burned. I gasped when he slid his finger beneath the fabric meeting my bare flesh. He froze when he felt the wetness and his body tensed.
“Good god, you’re burning up,” he said and massaged me.
I threw my head back, and then his lips were on my throat. My body jerked against his hand when he sped up his motions. It was fantastic. I withered and cried out. He kept going and I squirmed. “It’s too much,” I cried out and when he kissed me, and then I felt him slide his finger inside of me. I moaned into his mouth and rode against him. Nothing felt so strange and amazing at the same time. It was unreal. I wanted—no I needed more, and then the feeling inside of me boiled over as my body tensed and I released for the first time. My eyes were like saucers, and I pulled back from his kiss and let out a guttural groan. I rocked against his hand and then my body slowed down as my climax eased into the tiny waves of aftershocks.
My heart raced, and I shook with a feeling I wasn’t sure what to make of. He smiled and kissed the corner of my mouth almost as if he couldn’t resist.
“Wow,” I said and let my head fall back. He removed his hands from my shorts and from the corner of my eye I watched him lick his finger. I thought I would be repulsed but it only made me clench inside.
“That was amazing.”
He nodded watching me. “You know, now you’re mine.”
His voice had turned deep and taken on a possessive edge. I nodded and laid my hand over his heart. “Yours,” I whispered. Never before had one word meant so much to me, and even though I wasn’t sure exactly what it meant for him, I knew he was mine too.
* * * *
I heard a noise and tiptoed through my new home carrying the first thing I could use as a weapon, a small wood log. Who knew I’d feel secure with the hard wood between my fingers, but I did. The sun peaked through the curtains as I made my way to the front door. Since I was short, I had the advantage. On the other side of the door I saw the top of a head with a white Mohawk and sighed in relief. It had to be Pyra.
I stepped close and opened the door holding the wood close. When I opened the door, I quickly realized my mistake. I found it wasn’t him. In the giant warrior’s place stood a grotesques thing; I wasn’t sure what it was, but I knew it was time to be terrified. It smiled at me with needle sharp teeth and bright red eyes. It tilted its head to the side and cackled. Every hair on my body stood, and I went to slam the door, but it reached out with razor sharp claws and pulled me outside. The sting of its claw digging into my skin brought tears to my eyes, and I whimpered in pain. I didn’t even have a chance to fight.
“Shut up!” And everything inside of me went silent. I tried to scream, but I couldn’t. My voice was gone and my eyes were wide as tears streamed down them. I had a feeling this thing was what they talked about. This thing was their breech in security.
He lifted me over his shoulder gripping my tiny frame tightly, and then we disappeared. There was nothing but inky darkness, and then I was thrown on something smelly and damp. I cringed and screamed. This time my voice worked, and I heard the evil cackle again before I heard the sound of a lock sliding into place. I couldn’t see anything, and I wrapped my arms around my knees and rocked. Something had taken me that easily. It was smart and somehow tricked me. I was alone and my body shook from more than the freezing bitter cold. I’d never felt fear like this before.