by D E Boske
“But you are not like this, babe. This isn’t you.”
“I want you Darian Brade and I have for some time. Will you cast me away when you’re through with me or will you keep me by your side?”
Her lavender eyes were captivating and he felt at peace inside. The way she made him feel… was exhilarating. He had no cares, no worries. Kyler was a fool indeed to let her go. He kissed her softly, tenderly and she moaned quietly against his lips. His tongue teased hers and his hands were on her breasts once more. He was so gentle with her. Her hand was tiny and warm on his chest and he liked the way she felt against him. He wanted her, he always had. His friendship with Kyler was the only thing that had restrained him. In the back of his mind, he knew this was not a good idea, but he just could not stop himself.
She did not even realize that he managed to undo her dress, so deft were his hands. She felt the soft fabric slip off her shoulders and fall to her waist. He ran his hands over her breasts slowly, her nipples responding to his touch. A moan escaped her lips as she arched her back, pushing her breasts into his hungry hands.
“Nephraete, you are so beautiful. Your breasts are perfect and lovely. Takasha, you make me so hard!” he mumbled, as he leaned forward to capture her left nipple in his mouth. She flushed at the compliment. Kyler never spoke to her like this! She wondered why not?
He picked her up so easily and brought her to his bed, where he laid her gently down. His lips kissed her breasts so softly as his tongue played over her nipples. Her breath quickened and she could not help but think how right this felt. She wondered if he felt the same. He lifted her hips as he pulled her dress down until he had it off. The sight of her in just her panties aroused him completely and he knew he’d have to be careful with her. She was small and petite and he was…
He kissed her again as his hands roamed across her too soft skin. Her hands got his belt off in record time and he had to admit he was impressed. She knew exactly what she wanted and he would give it to her.
Her shapely legs wrapped around his waist and her hand found its way inside his breeches. He groaned in pleasure as her hand closed around him, stroking him softly. She broke off the kiss and for a moment, it was like a glass of cold water had been tossed in his face. Until he felt her lips wrap around him. Where had she learned to do that in such a short time with Kyler? He moaned at her touch, running his hands through her silken hair.
The sounds Darian was making aroused the seer. It took her a moment to realize that she was making him feel this good. She was truly stunned. After all his exploits, how could she, a virtually inexperienced lover, make him feel anything at all? And yet, his breathing was coming quick and harsh as she took him deeper. She couldn’t stop the smile that his pleasure gave her. She gazed up at him as she continued to administer to his needs. His head was back, his eyes were closed and his lips were parted. The sight of him like that sent desire spiking through her.
She wanted to be with him for a long time and at the time, she felt so guilty. Not anymore. The way Kyler treated them both was wrong on so many levels. She knew something was wrong with him, but that did not give him the right. And now, the thing that he’d been so afraid of happening, was occurring. Kyler was the catalyst. He pushed her directly into his best friend’s bed.
Gods! The sight of him fully aroused made her feel so many things; excitement, fear, trepidation. But excitement won out. She wanted him inside her. She took him deeper and he groaned, gripping her hair tightly in his fist.
“Mmmm gods, Nephraete, where did you learn to do that?” he asked huskily. She laughed softly, pleased that she was making him feel good.
“Just because I’m a good girl doesn’t mean I don’t know how to please a man,” she replied.
“Kyler’s an utter fool to let you walk out of his life,” he mumbled, then moaned as her strokes deepened.
Her tongue swirled around his length, driving him insane. He thrust his hips gently, moving in and out of her easily, slowly drawing out the pleasure her lips gave him.
He rose briefly to remove his breeches. He was not sure how much more he could take before he would need to be inside her. He eased her on her back, trailing kisses down her body. She stiffened briefly, but he gently pressed on her left thigh to get her to relax. His lips on her skin sent electrifying waves of pleasure coursing through her body. He tugged her panties off and she felt his tongue penetrate her and she gasped aloud, trembling gently. She raised her hips to his lips wanting more, needing more and he gave it without hesitation.
He could feel her trembling. Whether it was from pleasure, fear, or a mixture of both, he wasn’t sure. He wanted to make her feel safe and wanted. He did not want her to be afraid of him or the sex. They would be great together, he knew. He’d felt it the moment they were bonded to each other. He took his time with her because he knew this to be the best course of action. She was obviously afraid and he needed to ease her fears. Turning back was no longer an option for either one of them.
She felt his hand on her inner left thigh as he gently held her down. She had no intention of stopping him. She was indeed nervous, but more to the point, she was aroused. He had always excited her. The only thing standing in their way had been Kyler, but he conveniently removed himself from her life. She was determined not to feel guilty or remorseful tomorrow morning. Especially after she’d witnessed Darian’s gifts.
The way Darian made love was so different than Kyler. The way the Mage made her feel was too hard to put into words. The pleasure was almost unbearable. She was thankful for the wards placed on his room because she couldn’t restrain herself. She could feel them and how strong they were. Darian opened himself to her for the first time and she could feel everything he felt. She could feel how turned on he was and how much he wanted her. How much he needed her.
He rose from his position and she stiffened once again. He was ready and she was afraid. He seemed to sense her fears because he took his time. He kissed her softly as he gently penetrated her. She moaned, gripping him tightly. He waited for her to calm down, kissing her neck and stroking her thighs. His thrust was gentle, slow and she began to relax. He could feel her thighs relax and he took what she offered. He filled her easily and she moaned in equal parts pleasure and pain. But the pleasure was quickly winning out.
Everything seemed to fade to black. It was almost surreal, like a fantastic dream. To say that Darian was a talented lover was an understatement of the greatest degree. She preferred not to think about how he became so good. She tried to take control, but soon realized he was too big for her to handle on top. He seemed not to mind either way. He was just as happy to take control and she let him.
The pleasure that coursed through her was undeniable and she wanted more. He put his right hand under her left knee and she sighed, craving his touch. The sensations that she felt from him drove her to the brink and back again. Not only could she feel what she herself felt, but she could also feel what he felt. She was not sure how much longer they could go on before giving in to the ecstasy.
He made love to her slowly. She knew he did not want to hurt her. He was far from hurting her! His strokes became deeper and he sensed that she was close to giving in to the rapture. Sweat dampened his brow as he fought to control himself. He wanted to make it last. He didn’t want to withdraw from her. He felt certain she felt the same. She kissed him softly as she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him on. Her slim arms slipped around his neck. The force of his hips told her he was close to a dynamic finish. She could take no more. She arched her back as ecstasy claimed her. Spasms rocked her body as she clutched at him fiercely, grinding her hips into his. That’s when he lost control. He drove himself into her, groaning in absolute pleasure as he spilled into her. She kissed him tenderly and his tongue found hers in a kiss that promised so much more pleasure.
33
In the morning, Darian awoke before the seer. Quietly, he healed her because he knew she needed it. She was not used to his size.
Few ever were. Then his hunger got the better of him and he was kissing her inner thighs and gently running his tongue over her smooth skin. It had the desired effect. She moaned in her sleep, relaxing her legs, giving him access to her. His lips found all the sensitive, pleasurable spots and he worked them like the master he was.
His tongue swirled around and then dipped inside her. He repeated this process loving the way she tasted. His tongue teased her until she sleepily opened her eyes, letting a moan escape her lips.
“It wasn’t a dream then?” she asked, between sighs of pleasure.
“It’s all real, Shan Ta’ Zi,” he assured her.
“Darian, I’ve never experienced anything remotely close to last night,” she admitted, a bit ashamed.
“I know, it wasn’t hard to tell. It’s alright, Nephraete, I like that about you. It’s what attracts me to you. Besides your undeniable beauty, of course.” She actually blushed! This was going to be a lot of fun.
His lips made her want him and before long, he retreated from her to lay next to her. He gazed into her eyes as she kissed him softly. He rolled her onto her left side, moving in behind her. He lifted her right leg with his right hand and stroked her lightly. She sighed and leaned back against him. He was careful not to hurt her as he broke through her defenses. She cried out at the extreme pleasure he gave her. Kyler had never done anything like this at all. The Mage held her tightly as he made love to her. She couldn’t believe how much more she felt in this position. She wanted to do this all the time with Darian. Was she falling in love with him? He would never feel the same about her, she was sure. He liked the freedom to be with whoever he wanted. Would he want to be with her?
He groaned softly. She was still so new and he filled her so completely that the sensual assault was a bit overwhelming for them both. She could not keep quiet and this pleased him. He liked to know that he was making her feel this good. It was a huge turn on to him. He cupped her breast with his right hand and kissed her shoulder tenderly as he gently stretched her with each thrust. His hunger would not be contained so easily.
Without breaking contact with her, he grasped her hips and forced her onto her belly. His thrust was good and deep and she howled in pleasure as he took her to the brink of ecstasy and pushed her over the edge. His orgasm was as extreme as he knew it would be since their first kiss. She was out of breath from her screams of pleasure and it made him smile.
“Are you hungry?” he asked, brushing the hair out of her face.
“Mmmhmm, but not for food,” she smiled wickedly.
Wow, had he miscalculated her! Her appetite was as capacious as his. And she knew he had the goods to deliver. Her lips sent shivers of pleasure through him and it wasn’t long before he was up for another round of lovemaking. After all, it was his favorite pastime. Each time, he tried something new with her. Something he felt certain Kyler had not tried yet.
He rose and went to get a bath going. He made sure the water was not too hot for her. When he was satisfied, he returned for her. Leading her by the hand, he brought her to the tub. He climbed in first and lifted her easily into his lap. He was so strong! He made sure her back was to him as he gently eased her hips down. She bit her lip because she was afraid of the pain this would cause, but to her amazement, it was not that bad. The pleasure far exceeded the pain. It wasn’t even pain per se so much as it just felt weird.
Darian put his head back as he continued to guide her movements. The water seemed to be helping the situation along quite nicely and she gasped as his hips met hers. He was so gentle with her, knowing she was still new to this game. She could not believe how gentle he was. Especially considering what she knew about him and his sexual exploits. He did not seem to be the kind of man with a lot of patience. He came across as the demanding type; in it for his pleasure only. She quickly realized that she had badly misjudged him.
His hands covered her firm breasts as he pushed her down atop him. He groaned softly, she fit him like a too tight pair of leather gloves. She began to let go of her fears and took back some control. She braced herself on the sides of the big tub as she rode the tidal wave of pleasure that was Darian Brade.
The feeling of fullness that he gave her was incredible. The pleasure that he gave her, Kyler could never hope to match. No wonder why Kyler was so afraid, he should be. She understood why so many women fell prey to Darian Brade. She was hopelessly lost.
He could feel the fires within her growing, spreading the heat outward like a hot, humid breeze. The force of her hips began to slowly increase and he could feel her excitement growing. He moved his left hand beneath the water to gently stroke her. This had the desired effect. She tossed her head back as she cried out, her body shaking with pleasure. He released his control and gave in to the ecstasy, groaning deeply as he pushed her down firmly atop him. His hips ground into hers, the force of her pleasure leaving her weak and trembling.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asked worriedly.
“Are you kidding?” She turned to face him and her smile was all the answer he needed. She kissed him softly. She’d never made love like this before. She was sated for now.
“Different than Kyler?” he asked her curiously.
“Mmmmhhhmmm,” she purred in satisfaction. “Darian, he was totally justified to be afraid of you stealing me away from him.”
“Would that please you?” he asked huskily.
“Would you even try, or am I not worth your attention?” she returned.
“Have I not proven to you that you are? I’m not sure what else I can do to confirm this to you,” he said, as he kissed her neck. It sent ripples through her entire body. “Would that please you?” he asked her again.
“Yes, Darian, it would. There is something about you that draws me to you.”
“After all that, I am starving. Let’s get some food,” he said softly in her left ear.
She dried herself off and went into his bedroom to dress. She chose something that she felt sure would get his attention. When he came into the room, fully naked, she was not disappointed by his reaction.
“Whoa! Nephraete, you look, simply… stunning.” His eyes roamed her body and she was pleased she had chosen well. Her hair she had pulled into a ponytail and the dress she donned was deep blue silk. She suspected it was his favorite color. She wore a silver belt of tiny rings around her slender waist and silver slippers. The deep blue dress really brought out her silver hair and violet eyes.
A knock on his door broke his attention. He frowned, he wasn’t expecting anyone. He hurriedly pulled on a pair of black pants that fit him well and went to see who called.
“Is she here, Darian?” asked Calisha, as he pushed his way past the Mage.
“Sure, come on in,” replied Darian sardonically.
“What do you two think you’re doing?” asked Calisha angrily.
“What are you talking about, Cal?” asked Nephraete, abashed.
“You know very well what I mean.”
“Excuse me Calisha, but you do not own her. Why exactly are you here?” demanded the Mage.
“I worry for her moral principles.”
“Are you trying to say that I am bad for her?” asked the Mage derisively.
“Darian, you and I both know that she is just a plaything for you. You have absolutely no intention of maintaining a relationship with her.”
“How can you be so certain? You do not know me as well as you think you do, Calisha. I know I have a bad reputation with the ladies; I cannot blame you for that. But believe me when I say that I am looking for a consort; someone I can give myself to fully. I tire of playing around and want to find someone that I can be myself around; someone that I can share my life with, such as it is.” The Mage was shocked to find that most of that was true.
“And you think Nephraete is the one for you? What about Kyler? How will he feel when he finds out you’re here?” asked the Crebellan.
“Calisha, I tried to find you last night. Kyler broke
it off with me because I supported Darian. When I couldn’t find you, I wound up here with Darian. I needed someone to talk to, I was very upset.” It bothered the Mage more than a little that he was the second stop. Why not the first? He never came in second. In anything.
“And you think having torrid sex with his best friend is the right answer?”
“Um, he’s not speaking to me anymore either,” Darian interjected.
“How do you know if we made love or not, Calisha?” Nephraete asked, a bit hotly. She appeared flustered and embarrassed.
“I always know, Nephraete.”
“I do not begrudge you your appetite, Cal. Why are you so angry?”
“Because he is in love with you,” Darian said quietly. “As I suspect you already knew.”
“I do. Is that what this is really about Calisha? Are you just upset because I wound up here with Darian and not you?”
“I’m sorry, I should not have burst in here. I have no right to feel the way that I do.”
“Cal, I’m sorry.”
“I’m supposed to protect you. I cannot guard you against a broken heart.”
“And you’re afraid that Darian is not the right choice for me.” It was a statement of fact, not a question. “You think he will hurt me, don’t you?” she asked, stepping close to the Crebellan.
“Who can say for sure? I just don’t want to see you hurt, Nephraete,” he said softly, as he held her hand. “If you think this is the right path for you, then I support you and I wish you well. And I am sorry to hear about Kyler. He has been acting strangely of late.”
“Yes he has,” said Darian. “Any thoughts as to why that is?”
“No. I would still accompany you, Darian,” said Calisha.
“Your company is most welcome, Calisha. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry that we hurt you. That was never my intent. I will take care of her.”
