Flame of Cytherea: Cytherean Chronicles book 1

by D. R. Rosier

  But in the morning out in the general tent, she took him fast, without fail. She was doing something with her tongue and lips that drove him crazy each and every time, he wasn’t even sure he could describe it accurately, all he knew was, it was both incredibly intense and bound to make him cum in seconds.

  He closed his eyes and put his head back, trying not to grunt or gasp out loud as he shot his hot sticky load into her warm wet and willing mouth. He watched as she crawled up his body sexily, that always made him want to take her, but he just kissed her when she said good morning,.

  “Good morning to you too love,” he whispered in her ear as he pulled her close.

  When they were all awake and breakfast was put away he let them all know he was heading for the village. He wanted to check things out, heal anyone that may have been harmed during the short occupation of enemy soldiers.

  Nora and Sally immediately said they would come with and he headed for the village. He noticed Nora looked a bit tense, and seemed to be staying even closer to him than usual. He wasn’t sure what that was about, but let it play in the back of his head for a while. Sally however, was her usual bubbly self and kept him engaged in conversation all morning.

  He did heal a few broken legs and some contusions, but it seemed like this village got off lightly. They were still missing a number of people, and he wondered if they could get them back somehow. He couldn’t help but notice Sally was being more of a flirt today, and started feeling very annoyed about that feeling he had. Her hands would rest a little too long on his arm in a seemingly innocent touch, or the way she looked at him in the eyes just a few seconds longer than normal.

  But his feelings had yet to fail him and he persevered, trying not to think too hard about her creamy brown skin, and large deep brown eyes. The feel of her touch on his skin that almost burned.

  Or the very long dark black hair that shined in the sunlight and lightly brushed the small of her back as she walked. Or the way her perfectly rounded ass swayed as she walked. Her beautiful joyful and full smile as she talked to him. He took a deep breath; thinking about it certainly wasn’t helping his cause.

  He saw a store that had some jewelry and considered that he still had no money at all. He of course only worked at Kat’s tavern for a day and a half before they ran off to help with the invasion. The women had explained to him as a Flame of Cytherea, everything he needed would be provided in one way or another. That his title earned that right in some way.

  He was okay with that for now, he was earning it after all in what he had been doing, but once things calmed down he knew he would evaluate it again.

  He frowned. That wasn’t going to help him buy gifts for the ladies though. Although he wondered if that was just an Earth concept, none of them seemed to expect anything like that. Just his love and attention, and that he had a lot of to give.

  They went back toward the camp around lunchtime and went to the main tent where they usually ate. Nicci and Kat had their heads together, and he wondered what they were talking about, but dismissed it. Not everything was about him, and even keeping track of one woman wasn’t right, he’d go insane if he tried to keep track of everything going on around him with four.

  When Anton came in with a few soldiers carrying their lunch, they sat down and dug in.

  Curiously he asked Anton, “How soon do you think those troops you asked for will get here?”

  Anton looking taken aback said, “I sent a scout to cancel them, since this is over we have no need of them anymore.”

  He hated that his voice came out so uncertain and confused, “Over? How is it over?”

  “The invasion force was decimated, any left are running for the border. Like I said,” Anton shrugged, “it’s over.”

  He sat back as he struggled to fit what Anton was saying into what he was thinking. Finally he asked, “What about the slaves they took, will you leave them to their fate? Not to mention the dark god that started this war. Something needs to be done there as well.”

  Anton frowned and put down his drink.

  “I’d like nothing better than to charge south and retrieve our people. But we lost close to five thousand soldiers which is half the military, kingdom wide. We can’t afford to invade Egeria, we would have to empty the kingdom of soldiers to be successful, and although we have peaceful relations for the most part with the northern kingdom of Uleni, they may decide to attack us if they sense we are weak.

  “No, my duty is to keep the kingdom safe. This war is finished. Besides, I could not order an invasion, only the king could. You are welcome to try and convince him if you want,” offered Anton doubtfully.

  He was confused, this wasn’t a normal war. Nora had convinced him that day to go north and help the army, that it was a war against an evil dark god. She had said that evil must be stopped. He had followed at that understanding. He felt he owed Cytherea at that point as well, for saving his life if nothing else. After, he had started to love his goddess as he felt her love through his talent.

  He had been upset by the idea of this world being taken over by evil, not the least of which was because it was his new home, or would be. That was the fight, stopping this king, not because of a stupid invasion, but because he had summoned an evil god into the world for power. Defeating the invasion was important, he couldn’t live with himself if he ignored what had gone on around him. But those were small stakes in comparison.

  He had always assumed it was just a first step. Stop the invasion, and then stop the dark god from getting more of a foothold on this world. Stop him from corrupting the magic of the goddess and taking the souls of greedy foolish men. Of course, he had no idea how to stop that from happening. He just knew if he did nothing, he would never figure it out.

  He couldn’t even order it, which he’d have been loath to do anyway, the prince had declared the war over. The oath was dissolved at that point.

  Anton looked a little guilty and offered more, “Even if my father says no, you may want to consult with the main temple of the goddess in the capitol. They may have knowledge or writings about the last Flame a thousand years ago, knowledge you may need if you truly intend to confront a god.”

  Confront a god? Not likely he thought. Remove the invite somehow? Maybe. If there was a way for a god to be let in, maybe they could be forced out somehow? Free will swung both ways, but he was sure it would be more complicated than sending an eviction notice. He decided it was kind of crazy actually and he was trying not to examine it too much, or he might decide to find a nice hole with some nice soft dirt to hide in.

  Then he wondered where the women fell in all of this. He hadn’t actually addressed this before, thinking it was understood, would they all be behind him?

  He looked around the table trying to discern where the women fell in this. Nora looked slightly ashamed, and he realized the sentiment was toward her Prince as she nodded her head in an obvious show of support to him. He felt Sally take his hand and squeeze it reassuringly, she was still with him. Kat and Nicci looked nervous, but they too nodded at the nonverbal question in his eyes.

  He took a deep breath, relieved, and said, “Anton, the five of us will leave you here in the morning, we can travel much faster that way.” He added his thanks for the suggestions, maybe the temple idea would work out. He had thin hopes to get the king to approve an invasion, but he would still try.

  He let it drop at that point, and although he was annoyed at Anton he knew it was partially his fault. He thought, he had assumed, they would fight for the goddess, but Anton’s concerns seemed solely with keeping his future kingdom intact. He would try to make sure he didn’t make such assumptions again.

  The tense awkwardness slowly dissipated as they moved on to talk of other things. Anton said he would follow shortly as soon as all the reports came in from the scouting parties he had combing the border.

  After lunch Kat and Nicci dragged Nora away to chat. Nora had refused to leave until Sally gave her word she wouldn’t leave
his side and he wondered what they were up to again. Maybe they were splitting up his time, but it could be anything. He watched with amusement as they practically dragged Nora away.

  He walked with Sally again, not really paying attention to where they were going. He was so focused on her, that when she guided him into the tent and behind the blanket of silence, he was surprised to find himself there.

  He looked at her with a question in his eyes, and her face grew irritated.

  She asked, sounding very annoyed, “Will you take me?”

  He was struck dumb by two things. The first, was the disparity between her almost angry annoyance and the question she had asked. The second, when he tried to come up with a way to put her off, the reluctance fell away as if it had never been there. His mind was trying to sort out both things at once, and her face grew hard and she turned to walk away.

  He realized he had been silent too long and grabbed her hand, and when she turned his voice came out strong.

  “I would love to take you.”

  The look on her face indicated she was going to say something, but he had waited long enough and he wanted her now. He pulled her by her hand and caught her body inside one arm, pulling her tight as he grabbed her hair and pulled her into a passionate hungry kiss. There was no tentativeness like a normal first kiss. He demandingly plundered her lips with his own, while the hand around her waist lowered and he squeezed her perfect ass hard as he pulled her against his already hard pole.

  He felt her stiff body relax into his as her mouth started to kiss him back just as hungrily, her hands roaming his chest. At some signal he stepped back a little, and they took their clothes off while staring into each other’s eyes, he was sure his looked just as hungry as hers did. He took a moment to admire her perky B cups with large areolas and stiff nipples, her body was perfectly scaled to her height.

  He pulled her into another kiss, then gasped as he felt her push him, her leg locked around his, and he fell on his back into the soft bedding with a grunt. She quickly joined him, straddling his middle as she leaned down and kissed him again. He gasped when she started kissing his neck, as she pinned his now fully hard member to his stomach and started to roll her hips.

  The feel of her wet heat running up and down his length drove him crazy, the feel of her lips suckling his earlobe made it so much worse, he wanted her now.

  His whole body shivered at her warm breath, and the words she whispered into his ear.

  “Do you want me? Want inside me? Want me to pleasure that long hard cock with my body until you fill me?”

  He managed to gasp out, “Yes, the goddess knows how much.”

  On the next stroke along his length she went just a bit too far, then swiveled her hips in some way. He wasn’t sure how she did it, but he felt his pole effortlessly slide into her wet warm sheath. She took him all in at once, gasping into his ear. Then she rocked her hips and pushed her body up, hands on his chest.

  He felt her muscles tighten around him, squeezing his length with her silken heaven as she throatily said, “Oh goddess, I waited too long for this.”

  The slight pain of her fingernails digging into his chest felt good as she started to bounce up and down on his manhood. They were both overwhelmed by the sensation of finally being together that they, for lack of a better word, simply started rutting. She was gasping with each bounce as he drove up into her, her perky firm breasts vibrating each time their flesh smacked together and she finally screamed his name.

  “Oh goddess, Justin!”

  Her body locked up above him and he felt her tighten around him. He grabbed her by her long black silky hair and pulled her down against him as she trembled in bliss. As she started to come down and her heat gave way slightly, he started to swing his hips up into her as hard and fast as he could.

  Her silky soft skin, perfect breasts and hard nipples rubbed up and down his body as he furiously pounded up into her silky hot sex. Her whimpers of pleasure rolled into a cry of ecstasy so close to his ear as he drove her immediately into a second orgasm, her trembling body, the velvety feel of her tightening wet and hot sheathe overcame him and he expanded within her willing body.

  The words that slipped out unconsciously as he filled her were a strange counterpoint to the wild rutting fuck they had just shared, “Goddess! I love you Sally.”

  He watched her face as her eyes widened, then softened. Her answering smile to his somewhat surprising declaration caused him to pull her down gently this time, by her hair, and kiss her softly.

  When the kiss finally broke she asked, “Then why did you wait so long, why did I have to ask you?”

  He caressed her face and ran his fingers through her hair as he explained the feeling he had. That he didn’t really know why, but he had been determined to follow his feelings.

  She didn’t look pleased by that answer so he said, “Well, the feeling went away when you asked me, so perhaps you know why? Can you think of a reason the goddess would want you to ask me instead of me asking you? I have to assume that was her goal, though I still have no clue why that would be.”

  When she got a thoughtful look on her face and sat up straighter, he was struck by how beautiful she was, not to mention he was still in her, and her movement and beauty combined had stirred his manhood back to life.

  He was curious about what her answer would be, but as her warm center brought him back to hardness, he decided it could wait. He pulled her back down, then carefully rolled while cradling her in his arms. He started out slow, pumping in and out of her as he explored her tight and supple body with his hands. He had planned to make love to her this time, but was shortly overwhelmed by her noises of pleasure and picked up speed.

  But the final straw was when she whispered, her voice full of both pleasure and desperation, “Harder please, faster. Take me hard Justin.”

  He was more than happy to comply with her wishes…

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  Sally was overwhelmed with lust and pleasure as she rocked her hips up to meet his thrusts, her body was practically vibrating as the pleasure radiated through her each time he impaled her eager molten core. She had loved being on top, but this was even better, she could barely move as he took her hard and fast.

  She had been shocked when he said he loved her, in a good way. She had liked it when he went slow, and they would make love in the future, but this is what she wanted, what she needed. She was his and she wanted him to claim her, to take her passionately, she wanted to be his, both through love and in this almost insanely lustful coupling.

  The other women had told her he was amazing in bed, but they hadn’t mentioned his manhood was quite so big. She had never felt so full in her life, and had never felt so free, as she surrendered her body to his lust, and her heart to his love.

  Her eyes widened as her center exploded in bliss, her body was beyond control but she still felt him expand in her and she screamed as her orgasmic ecstasy rolled into a new explosion of bliss as he filled her with his seed. She wondered again why she had waited so long.

  Then he surprised her again, by asking her to sleep by his side. There was only one possible answer. Finally, she was his, and he was hers…

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  Nora finally tracked down where Justin and Sally had gone, and she was happy that he and Sally finally got together. She had snorted when Kat and Nicci started talking about where to live and all that. What did that matter now? She would worry about that if they all still lived when things finally calmed down. But really, for her, anywhere he was would be just fine for her.

  It did seem important to them, so she just told them whatever they decided was fine, but that she would be wherever he was. Still, she was a little disturbed by the priorities. This wasn’t a normal man that they had discussed, in her opinion it should have waited.

  What if he had been attacked while they were blathering?

  She frowned, knowing she was overreacting to their close call, but as she explained to Kat, emotion
trumps logic. She just couldn’t bring herself to let her guard down, and was almost panicking the whole time she was away from him. Even though she knew it was ridiculous, she couldn’t help it.

  He was hers to protect, and she would do just that…

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  Nicci was a bit nervous. She had after all, snuck out of the castle, and got around her father by making that oath. Which technically expired a day or two ago. She wasn’t sure what he would do, but she was sure he was mad. The castle was the last place she wanted to go.

  Her father did love her, that’s what made it so hard. Before her mother had died she had made the king promise to protect her. Her father had told her it was an easy promise to keep. Still, she was in a committed living relationship with the Flame of Cytherea now. She couldn’t be his little girl anymore.

  She was hoping that would convince her father to let go, but still, she was nervous. It should be enough, a commitment would override any father’s demands or desires, or at least, any man that wasn’t a king. Her father had never been reasonable where her safety was concerned, and they were planning to prepare to go into an enemy kingdom.

  She was sure it would work out though, thinking of Justin she bit her lower lip and decided it just had to.

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  Kat remembered the look Nora gave her when she discovered they wanted to talk about planning and how to share his time. She cringed. She knew it was silly of course, they still had a long way to go and she would follow Justin anywhere, even the seat of power in Egeria if she must.

  But… she had to do something.

  She was used to being in charge of her life, planning out her day’s work at the tavern and being in control. She had been feeling out of control lately. She could have explained it, but she was embarrassed. It wasn’t about splitting his time and arrangements really, although she did want to do that, the reason she had to do it now was it gave her something she was in control of.

  It was also mundane, a day to day thing to ground herself in.