Chapter Nine

 

 

With a nice pair of leather pants and a long tunic covering me, I felt nearly normal again. I walked beside Drostan as he led me in a winding manner through the forest surrounding his castle. He had wrapped my arm around his at first; escorting me like a gentleman in a historical romance. But I got tired of walking that way and disengaged my arm. Drostan frowned at me, but it quickly changed to a smile when I took his hand.

“It's easier to walk like this,” I said.

“Just so,” he agreed and squeezed my hand. “Come along; I want to show you something I've only recently discovered.”

I was soon lost in the maze of similar trees and wild undergrowth, but Drostan knew exactly where he was going. It was his forest, after all; he should know every rock and tree, I suppose. Drostan walked confidently; his shoulders relaxed, and his head lifted—he barely bothered to watch the ground. I, on the other hand, noted my surroundings constantly; keeping a close eye on the ground and all its obstacles. Still, it was I who tripped.

Drostan caught me easily; a smile warming his silvery features. “Be careful, Aja; the forest has many tricks.”

“Aja?” I asked as he straightened me.

Drostan looked surprised; he frowned and looked away. “It's nothing; just a term for a woman.”

“Oh,” I murmured as I watched him carefully.

“Here we are!” Drostan declared as he pushed some low-hanging branches aside.

A glimmering pool spread out at the base of a waterfall. Drostan led me up to it and then around its shore. Black stone soared up before us; it would have blocked out the sunlight if the clearing hadn't been so wide. As it was, it towered over the treetops, and the water that rushed down its polished surface created dazzling rainbows within its mist. I stopped to stare up at them.

“Beautiful,” I whispered.

Drostan looked up at the falls absently and nodded. “Yes; quite. But this is not our destination. Come along.”

Drostan went to the base of the cliff; edging around to a crevice in the rock. With a muttered word, a globe of light burst into life before him and floated into the crevice. Its glow revealed a tunnel, which Drostan helped me into. The globe continued to bob ahead of us, and the tunnel widened until it opened onto a cavern. The globe winked out before we got too close to the entrance, but there was light coming from the cavern—as well as the sound of voices.

The cavern was hundreds of feet wide and high; with smooth walls that glistened in the pale blue light of glowing lichen. In the center of the space was another pool of water; this one would have been calm—without the churning of a waterfall—if not for all the people swimming within it. No; not people—fairies.

They were naked and very beautiful; each one softly glowing—both their hair and skin. Drostan drew me to his side and made a shushing sound to ensure my silence. Then his hand started gently rubbing my back as we watched the fairies.

“They're Asrai; a type of water fairy,” he whispered. “Sunlight turns them into water, so they must hide during the day. I happened upon their sanctuary a few months ago, and I come back sometimes to admire them. Look at their skin; they go transparent when they experience extreme emotion.”

I watched as one couple started to kiss; their bodies going nearly see-through. The Asrai male was pressed against the female's back; his hands roaming her body as he kissed her. He squeezed her breasts and rubbed her thighs; his wide hands becoming nearly glass-like at times. The woman's face was turned up into her lover's kiss, and her hands were behind her; caressing him between his legs. My breathing started to quicken as other Asrai began to pair off and indulge in the same distraction.

Drostan shifted behind me; pressing in against my back as the Asrai man was doing to his woman. I leaned against him with a sigh; my stare shifting back to that first couple as Drostan's hand began to mimic what the Asrai male was doing to his woman. I barely registered my pants falling around my knees or Drostan's cock pressing insistently against my backside. My head was lolling against his chest as he tweaked my nipples and stroked my hot skin with long, languid strokes.

“They say that when an Asrai man comes, he gives a little of himself to his lover,” Drostan purred into my ear. “He adds his water—his essence—to his cum.”

“A true joining,” I whispered back.

“Yes; they bond for life,” he said. “The female will always carry a part of her mate within her; she is never alone.”

“I don't know if I'd like that,” I teased him. “Some alone time can be good.”

Drostan slipped his finger inside me and groaned. “You don't feel as if you want to be alone right now.”

“I don't.”

Drostan crouched to push my pants completely off me. As he stood, he slipped his arms under my legs and lifted me; spreading my thighs. If any of the Asrai looked into the darkened tunnel, they would see my whole world on display for them, but I didn't care. I leaned my head back over Drostan's shoulder and slipped my hand around his neck.

“Slide me inside you, Riley,” Drostan whispered.

I reached down and took hold of him; he was hot and so very hard. I angled the head of his cock into me, and Drostan lowered me all the way onto it. He ground himself up into my pussy as we continued to watch the Asrai make love. The sounds of our union were lost amid the slick sounds of theirs.

“Look at that Asrai sucking her lover's cock,” Drostan murmured into my ear. “There; to the right. See how she stops to lick on his sacks?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“I enjoy that as well,” he said. “And that one; see how she touches herself to please her lover? I want you to do that too. I want to see how you make yourself come.”

“Okay,” I said breathlessly as I lowered my hand to my pussy.

“No,” he said softly. “Not now; I want you to do it later when I can appreciate it fully. I'm just pointing out the things I desire, and I hope that you will do the same.”

“Really?” I asked I began to search the multitude of lovers.

“Really.” Drostan bucked up into me. “What do you find enticing?”

“I like what he's doing to her.” I pointed to one couple.

The man was going down on the woman while she laid in the shallows. He had her legs spread wide and was laving at her with his whole tongue before sucking on her clit.

Drostan looked over at the couple and smiled. “You like your pussy licked? Well, that I knew. Anything else? Anything you haven't tried before that looks interesting?”

“I'm a simple girl,” I said with some embarrassment.

Maybe I would bore him, and he'd let me go.

“We'll have to work on that,” Drostan said as he lowered me to the ground so that I was on my hands and knees. “How about what they're doing over there?”

Drostan indicated a couple fucking on a shelf of rock. The woman was on her back—in nearly the same position as the woman in the shallows—but she had pulled her legs back to her chest. Her butt was lifted, and her lover was fucking her in the ass as he rubbed her pussy. Drostan teased my ass with the head of his cock.

“No.” I shook my head. “I told you; I don't like that.”

“Maybe it hasn't been done in a way for you to enjoy it yet,” he suggested.

I shrugged, and he eased his cock away from that hole to slip it into my pussy.

“What about that couple?” Drostan pointed as he ground slowly into me.

The woman was upside-down inside the pool; the water covering her to her waist. Her lover had her legs spread and hooked over his arms as he angled his cock down into her. Another couple was joining them; in a way. The other female licked the submerged woman's pussy as yet another male fucked the pussy-licker from behind; much as Drostan was doing to me.

“I'm not into women,” I murmured.

“And I'm not into men,” Drostan said. “So, I can understand your disinterest. All right; let's try one more time. I see a lovely tableau over there. The woman who's riding her lover backward. What do you think of that?”

“Won't it hurt you?” I asked as I glanced back at him.

“Not at all,” Drostan assured me as he slid out and laid down. “Would you care to try it? It would give me a beautiful view of your ass.”

I straddled Drostan backward and slid his cock into me. It felt odd; a different type of pressure than what I was used to. I leaned over his legs and lifted my hips off him before thrusting my pelvis forward again. The angle made the head of his cock hit my G-spot, and I inhaled sharply. Drostan was groaning; his hands spreading my ass to give him a better view of us coming together. I laid over him completely and rubbed my cheek against the prickly hairs on his calves as I continued to grind slowly down on him. Then I grabbed his legs for leverage and started to speed up.

“Oh, Goddess,” Drostan whispered. “That's amazing, Riley. Don't stop; I'm nearly there.”

I shifted back up so that I could go even faster, and soon, we were both biting our lips as we tried to contain our cries of rapture and keep our snooping a secret from the Asrai.