Chapter Twenty-Two
Kaspyn had never experienced the sort of sensations Thrasher had just introduced her to. She wondered how she’d gone through her entire life without knowing they existed.
Thrasher took hold of her legs and gently peeled them away from his shoulders. “Trust me when I say that you’re too sensitive to orgasm again so soon.”
“I cannot do it again?”
“Oh, you can,” Thrasher rumbled, his voice sounding pained. “You just need to be guided back to the edge.”
Kaspyn stared up at his gorgeous face as he hovered above her. “I do not understand.”
“I’ll try to explain.” He knelt between her open knees, gently caressing the insides of her thighs as he spoke. “The female orgasm begins in her mind. If her mind is stimulated, her body will follow.”
“I am listening,” Kaspyn whispered, amazed at the pulsing sensations that continued to happen inside her.
Thrasher glanced down at the place his fingers caressed. “A man is stimulated visually. Just looking at you now makes me harder than I’ve ever been in my life.”
He leaned down and covered her body, resting his weight on his elbows until his mouth brushed against her ear. She noticed his voice had deepened. “But females are stimulated by sound and scent.”
Kaspyn felt her vaginal walls clench at his words.
He forced her head to the side with his chin, his deep voice continuing to growl in her ear. “You want me inside you, don’t you Kaspyn?”
Kaspyn could feel herself growing wetter by the second. Nerves ran through her system to settle between her thighs. “Yes.”
He reached between their bodies, gripped himself and placed the head of his erection against her swollen, aching nerve endings. “I want you to open your legs wider for me, Kaspyn. Do you understand?”
At her nod, he continued. “Don’t move. Don’t try to force me inside you, that can’t happen. Just feel me, enjoy me, and I’ll take you back to that place again.”
Kaspyn was already opening wider for him, his voice in her ear driving her insane with need.
He let go of his shaft, brought his hands up, and looped his fingers through hers before stretching her arms above her head. His hips slid forward.
Kaspyn groaned with the friction of his erection slipping over her swollen nub of nerves.
“You like that?” he growled, pulling back only to slide over her again.
She couldn’t answer him…so unsteady was her breathing.
And then he pressed down before sliding forward once more, adding pressure along with the sliding sensation.
Kaspyn lost her mind.
Her legs unconsciously hooked around his back and she pulled, not knowing what she needed, only that she needed more.
Thrasher snarled, stilling above her. “No, Kaspyn, I can’t.”
“You do not want me?” she gasped, her hips continuously moving.
“More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life!”
She tightened her legs. “Then take me.”
Thrasher hissed between his teeth. “I can’t do that to you. It’s not right.”
“But it feels right to me,” she whispered in response.
He broke free of her hold and bounded from the bed. “It feels right to me, too, dammit. But the consequences will be far worse than the pleasure.”
Snatching up his clothes, he exited the room, leaving Kaspyn lying on the bed, her body still reeling from his touch.
Tears of humiliation sprang to her eyes. He was right. The consequences of her actions could get him killed. Her virginity was supposed to be reserved for a Bracadyte. But she didn’t want just any Bracadyte. She wanted Thrasher; a land walker with the will of a king.
Kaspyn, daughter of Kryten, princess of Arkadia was falling in love with a human.
Suddenly terrified, Kaspyn threw her feet over the side of the bed, hurried out to the porch to grab her clothes, and dressed in record time. Perhaps one day she would be able to forget the land walker with the sky-blue eyes and magical tongue. Not that she wanted to forget him, but at least he’d be alive.
With her mind made up, Kaspyn pulled her hair back into a ponytail and went to see Pyre and Zyen.
“Princess Kaspyn,” Pyre greeted as he opened the door to his bungalow. “What brings you over here?”
“I have come to let you know that I will be returning to Arkadia as soon as the human ex-president and Kerik have been apprehended. I will not be going to Aukrabah when we leave here. I will notify Syrina of my decision as well as the others who came with us. Where is Zyen?”
Pyre shrugged, stepping back to allow Kaspyn entrance. “I do not know. He has been gone since before sundown.”
Gesturing for her to sit, Pyre asked, “Do you mind if I inquire as to your decision to return to Arkadia so soon?”
“It is not soon, Pyre. Father sent us to talk to King Klause about his involvement with the land walkers. We have what information we came for. They have mated with some of them. Father need not know about that news.”
Pyre took a seat in a chair across from her. “Do you think he would wage war with Aukrabah if he were aware of King Klause’s half-human grandchildren?”
Kaspyn’s heart twisted. “I hope not, but it is a possibility.”
“Then Aukrabah and all who dwell within would become our enemy,” Pyre needlessly pointed out.
A strange feeling overcame Kaspyn. “I am aware.”
Clearing his throat, Pyre shifted in his seat and rested his elbows on his knees. “May I be frank with you?”
Kaspyn nodded.
“I, like everyone else in Arkadia have been taught since birth to hate the land walker. Yet I find myself unable to feel this hatred for the ones I have met in Aukrabah. Especially, Thrasher, Anthony Vaughn, and Brant. They do not seem to be the monsters I have been conditioned to believe them to be.”
“I feel the same, Pyre. But father is Arkadia’s king. We must follow his orders, do what he sent us to do, and return home with news of our findings. We do not have the luxury of choosing sides. We will inform our king that Klause is working with the human president to create vaccines for the sick that he feels responsible for. That is it. There will be no mention of the half-human grandchildren.”
Pyre frowned. “But your father will eventually find out that the half-human children exist. He will know we were dishonest in our findings.”
Kaspyn stood to go. “I, like you, have developed a certain fondness for some of the humans. And something has happened tonight that has shown me exactly how much I really do care. If I continue down the path I am taking, I might as well lay them out before father to filet one by one. As for father finding out our deceit…as the humans say, we will cross that board when we come to it.”
“Bridge,” Pyre corrected. “I believe the phrase is, cross that bridge.”
Kaspyn blinked. “You will see to it that Zyen is informed of our conversation?”
“I will.”
Kaspyn smiled at her life-long friend and fellow warrior before springing lithely from the porch and returning to her bungalow.