Chapter 4

A few minutes later, Geilies was still wide awake. She shifted in the bed so that she was looking at Ciaran; there was a small amount of light coming from under the door that she could barely make out his form and face. His eyes were closed but she knew he wasn’t asleep. He wouldn’t fall asleep without making sure she was asleep. She was still confused and slightly miffed that he hadn’t made a move on her. She was an innocent. Her kind was highly sexual and enjoyed engaging in human contact that ended in bed or the closest thing to it. Granted she wasn’t as active as most of her kind. It was uncommon to find a woman of her age to be married and expecting their first birthing. She had had her share of lovers, but none of them had inspired the desire to be tied to them for the rest of her life. Her attraction to Ciaran was different. Usually she could handle being attracted to another. She could easily ignore her body’s craving at whim, but as she lay next to Ciaran, she was finding it hard to resist the urge to rub up against him, to splay her hands against his chest and trace a path to his lower region, to follow that same path with her mouth. It’s never been this way, she pondered. It must be the drink’s affect, she knew of many herbs and plants used in drinks that could reproduce the feelings of sexual attraction.

Since he wasn’t interested, she closed her eyes and tried to take her mind off the fact that he smelled so good. Or the fact that if she shifted just slightly she could put her lips on his and taste him again. As her mind drifted, she remembered belatedly that Ciaran had managed to get a lot of information out of her, and she had gotten nothing more than his name. She hadn’t even realized that she was telling him so much, either he’s good at getting information or she was bad at keeping secrets. She was willing to bet that it was a combination of both. She opened her eyes, “Where are you heading?”

He stayed quiet for a while and Geilies was afraid that he really was asleep, until he said, “There’s no chance of me getting any sleep tonight if I don’t answer you is there?”

“Nope, I told you all my sordid secrets. Now it’s your turn to pony up.”

“I wouldn’t say you told me all.”

“Well for this purpose I did.”

He finally opened his eyes and looked at her. “I’m heading east.”

“Why?”

“Seems like a good place to head.”

Geilies thought on that, “Okay. That’s not making a lot of sense to me.”

“I wouldn’t expect it to.”

“Are you insulting me?”

“No, I’m answering your questions so that I can go to sleep.”

“Fine, then tell me where you’re headed to and why, then I’ll let you go to sleep.” She said annoyed, this man was a bit infuriating.

“I told you I’m heading east, and I’m heading there because it seemed like a good place to head.”

Geilies knew she wasn’t going to get a better answer than that. She flipped herself on her back and gave an irritated sigh. Then she had a thought, “Are you running from someone too?”

“Do I look like someone who would run from another?” He said proudly.

She hid her smile, she had hurt his ego, serves him right. “You’re right, maybe you’re chasing someone.” Then she had another thought, one that wasn’t so pleasant, “You aren’t a bounty hunter are you?”

“Hmmm, another thing you should have thought about before sneaking in here.”

“True.” She said slowly, she sat up in the bed and looked down at him, “But good thing for me you aren’t one.”

“What makes you so sure?” He asked, he had closed his eyes again.

“I’m not, so are you?”

“No I’m not.”

“Well what are you?”

“I thought you said you would let me sleep.”

“That was before you decided to be infuriating.”

“Are you always this talkative in bed?”

“Only when I’m alone.”

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. “I think it’s time we both went to sleep.”

“I can’t sleep.”

“You don’t want to go there Geilies. It’s just the drink.”

“Maybe, maybe not” she said finally giving in the need to run her hair through his dark loosen locks. They were as soft as she thought they would be. “But I felt you against me earlier remember and you hadn’t been drinking then.”

He sat up on the bed too and looked at her, she had him there, and they were both consenting adults. He leaned forward and grabbed her by the hips, then shifted so that his back was resting on the simple headboard. Settling so that she straddled his waist, he stripped his shirt off her. He reached over an activated one of the light sources on the bedside table. The light flooded the room with a soft glow. He could see that her eyes were still slightly glazed from the drink and passion and her pale skin still held a flush. “Tomorrow when you are regretting this, remember that I gave you a chance to say no.”

She groaned in aspiration, he just wasn’t going to make this easy was he. She leaned forward so that her bare chest pressed up against his and started placing small kisses along his jaw. He in turned released her hips to spread his large hands on her back pressing her closer to him. Even with the barrier of his pants and the blanket, he could feel her heat against his member. He turned his head and captured her mouth. He swallowed her moan as he thrust his tongue inside. He slowly traced a path from her mouth to her ear, and then traced the shell of her ear. He felt her shiver against him. He moved one of his hands from her back and cupped one of her small breast. He growled softly when he felt her nipple instantly harden under his attention.

The soft sound prompted Geilies to move against him, she could feel him getting harder under her. She released her grip in his soft hair, and pushed her hands between them, and finally under the covers. When she tried to reach inside his pants, he growled again and flipped her on her back. She looked up into his eyes they had gone completely black. As he grounded his hips against hers, she started to feel a sense of wildness coming over her. She arched her back as he kissed a path towards her breasts. She tried to force his mouth to one of her nipples, but he teased her by kissing and nipping around them both before finally taking one of her dusty pink nipples inside his mouth. The contrast between his darker skin and her much paler one was erotic for her to see. Now that she wasn’t preoccupied with protecting herself, she could feel the difference in his tongue. It was rough and slightly textured; it reminded her of the little furry Simetra she had as a child. When he rubbed it against her nipple, she felt a bolt of feeling that bordered on pleasure and pain go straight from her nipple to the space in between her legs. Geilies wondered how it would feel like to have his mouth down there.

As if he were reading her mind, he started a wet heated path down her stomach, stopping only to stick his talented tongue in her belly button. Ciaran relished the small moans and mewls escaping from the woman beneath him. It had been a long time but the wildness and urgency to claim her and never been like this. It was an all-consuming need to fill her, to brand her with his scent, his mark, to make her his. He continued his slow descent down Geilies’ body, resting his cheek against her inner thigh. Spreading her nether lips her blew a soft puff of air on her moisten center. He saw and felt her shiver in response. “Open wider for me, my sweet acacia.” He said settling down in between her legs.

Geilies did as he commanded; she was aching to feel that talented tongue against her. It took one lick from him and she was screaming his name in a powerful climax. She knew that the whole tavern had to have heard her, but she didn’t care. It was just too good to keep in side.

He let her ride the waves of the climax before he went back to licking and nibbling her, he slowly eased a finger inside her and gave a rough growl when he felt how tight she was. She wasn’t untouched but she was as tight as an untouched. She was going to fit him like a glove. After he rung another climax from her, he kissed another path back up to her lips. He shifted her so that he was poised right at her entrance. He took in her half-closed eye lids that shielded her passion laced gaze from him. Her chest was rising quickly as she returned to sanity, and her thighs were spread wide, ready and opened for him. He nudged her gently, just enough to get her attention. It wasn’t until he was able to see her glowing amber eyes looking into his, that he began to enter her slowly. He pushed in and then withdrew. On the third push in, she had gotten so wet that he was able to use her own lubricant to slide right in. He let out a groan at the feel of her finally fully around him.

“I knew it would be good, but this is better than good. This is beyond description.”

He rumbled his agreement; he could already feel the change coming over him. His senses grew stronger and more define. As he moved in and out of her, he could feel every inch of her sliding past his rigid member. The combination of the scent of her arousal and his was heavy in the room. He leaned down and ran his tongue from one nipple to the other, getting a better taste of her unique flavor. He increased the tempo of his hips, until he was afraid he was hurting her.

Geilies bit back another scream as Ciaran increased his tempo; she thought the intensity of it all would have started to decrease. But instead, with every climax she experienced the sensation got stronger. She unwrapped her legs from around his back, digging her feet into the sheets and mattress and reached up, grabbing the headboard so she could level herself up and match his thrust. As another release started on her, she bit her tongue to hold it back; she was well aware of the fact that he hadn’t yet had one. She wasn’t going to alone this time.

“Why are you holding back, let it go.” He said grinding his hips against hers.

“No, not by myself this time, come with me. You stop holding back.” And with that, she parried the upward movement of his hips, catching him off guard and pushing him on his back. She followed him so that she was now straddling his hips and started rocking forward. Leaning down so she could return the attention to his nipples that he had shown to hers, she grounded her hips against his. She lifted up just enough that he almost slipped out of her, she grinned at his rumble of disapproval. She leaned forward and place, soft kisses along his jaw, down his neck and to the spot where his neck and shoulder connected. Licking the spot gently she opened her mouth and gave a small stinging bite at the same time she slammed her hips down onto his.

This time the tavern heard, Ciaran’s roar of release before hearing a passionate scream follow.

The next morning Geilies opened her eyes and gave a moan. Her head was killing her. It felt like there was a demon of some sort trying to escape her body through her forehead. She snuggled back down into the covers; she didn’t know what had awakened her so early in the morning. She was not a morning person. Her kind was naturally drawn to the night; it was when they were at their strongest. Although you couldn’t tell by looking at her, her naturally flaming red hair and glowing amber eyes, hid that fact that she was a star nymph, her parents were typical star nymphs. With their long straight, whiten hair and pale blue eyes, their star spirits shone bright through their physical being. As a child, she had heard many times how she was different and how something was wrong with her star spirit. What could she do? It was who she was and she had lived many years as such. Stretching out she rubbed her skin against her cool sheets and stopped short. She wasn’t in her bed, which meant she wasn’t at home. She shot up in a hurry and regretted it instantly, grabbing her head she thought quickly. Then it all came back to her, Liu, leaving, the tavern, and Ciaran.

Looking around the room, she didn’t find Ciaran anywhere. His things were still there so he would be returning sometime. If she was lucky, she could gather her things and leave. She knew staying with this man would be a bad thing. She braced herself for the pain that would come as she moved slowly out of the bed. Standing up she waited for the dizziness to pass. When she was confident she could move without upturning her stomach, she moved towards the other end of the room and gathered her things. She decided to put her own clothes back but she put Ciaran’s shirt in her bag, placing her cloak on, she gathered her meager items, took a few pieces of food for the road and headed towards the door.

Opening the door, she looked back at the room to make sure she had not forgotten anything turning; she stopped dead in her tracks.

“Going somewhere?”

And there you have it the first five chapters in the story, just like the other one no need to comment but if you like go ahead.