Grounded By Love

by Lily Thomas

  Ever so gently, he scraped his teeth against her pert nipple, sending prickles of pleasure shooting throughout her. She bucked against him, and then felt a little foolish, but he didn't allow her time to dwell on such thoughts.

  He growled deeply in his throat, as his other hand came up to tweak her nipple, as Kaeldar continued to suck on her first nipple.

  Claira wasn't even able to think clearly with her head filling up with hazy pleasure.

  Kaeldar switched nipples, giving the other one a session with his nimble tongue. He worked his way down from there, kissing, as he went. Hot wet kisses that made her stomach flex with sensation.

  His kisses landed around the apex of her legs, which led to him spreading them wide for his heated gaze.

  A small blush heated her cheeks, as his black eyes focused in on that area, and she felt the gitters come back. That is until he uttered, “Beautiful.”

  She could say the same about him. He was one well-chiseled man, almost like he was built straight from stone.

  His head dipped down to the junction between her legs, and a gasp escaped her, not believing he was going down there. But he was. His head disappeared between her thighs, and soon she found out why.

  At first, she was shocked to the core, when his wet tongue shot out and licked her with a slow stroke. Her hands grabbed onto his shoulders and as he took another lick, her nails dug into his shoulder blades.

  The pleasure that shot through her was intense. She almost wanted to tell him to stop, because of the pressure growing within her, but she also knew where the sweet pressure would lead her.

  Her thighs tightened around Kaeldar's face, as the pressure kept increasing. She gave a low moan, as desire rocked her. He gave a deep growl, in response, as she shuddered around his face.

  Claira wasn't able to think, as waves washed over her mind. It didn't seem like there was an end anywhere in the near future, but it did eventually calm, and sanity once again returned to her mind. Claira felt so relaxed and pleased.

  Taking a glance down her body she saw Kaeldar's black eyes staring up at her, but his head was still between her thighs.

  A relaxed smile formed on her lips. “Thank you.”

  “No, thank you.”

  She was puzzled why he would thank her. He was the one who had given her pleasure, but she didn't care to ask. Kaeldar was already moving over her again, and she was fascinated by what he would do next.

  Kaeldar came up to lie beside her, his chest pressed against her side.

  Slowly, he circled a nipple with the pad of one of his rough fingers. His constant circling drove her insane. She wanted him to just bring her pleasure again, to pluck at her pert nipples.

  His hand dropped away from her nipple, only to slide down her stomach and to the wet core between her thighs. With a flick of his fingers, her eyes widened. The nub his tongue had been playing with was now being played with by his finger.

  She squirmed, the pressure building within her again. Before it went anywhere, he removed his hand, and Kaeldar trailed his wet finger up her stomach. He flipped onto his back.

  “Come here.” He growled at her through the darkness.

  How could she not obey him? He had some sort of magical hold over her. She was completely captivated by him.

  She eased up onto her elbow and took her turn to lean over him.

  Her eyes landed again on his pulsing cock. It proudly rose from the black hair surrounding it. She smiled and took it into her hand, up and down her fist beat in a slow rhythm. That is until his hand covered hers and stopped her again.

  “Use your mouth, like I used mine on you.”

  She looked down at him, uncertainty showing within her eyes. “My mouth?” She repeated.

  She’d never imagined doing this to a man.

  Kaeldar didn't want to push her too far. There was so much she didn't know about the shared moments between a man and a woman. He suspected she’d been with a male before, but he knew she hadn’t explored pleasure this intensely. He wanted to teach her everything, but knew he should take it in gentle steps.

  “It would please me very much, but I don't want to rush you.” He would do only what she wanted and go no farther than she allowed.

  Although her cheeks were stained with a light blush, he could see the determination in her sea green eyes.

  “I would like to pleasure you.” She said through the darkness. “You gave me some of the best I’ve had.”

  Her hair fell, hiding her face from view, as Claira lowered her head. He wished he could see Claira's face, but all thoughts vanished from his mind, as she took his cock into her hot little mouth.

  She seemed a natural at being able to distract him.

  Pressure within him increased, as she pumped his cock between her soft lips. Then she surprised him by sucking on just the tip of his cock, as her hand stroked his length.

  As much as he hated stopping her, he had to or he would have come right then and there. He had plans of being buried deep inside her wet passage, before he came.

  Claira was disappointed, when he stopped her from playing with his cock. She’d been enjoying the experience, especially since she knew he’d been enjoying it himself.

  Licking the salty liquid off her lips she looked up at him.

  His eyes seemed to be captivated by her lush lips. Had he seen her lick her lips and liked it? It almost looked like what she’d done had turned him on even more.

  So she did it again. Her tongue flicked out to catch some more of his pre-cum on her lips, and his cock twitched in response.

  “We have plenty of nights ahead of us when you can suck on my cock. Right now I want to come inside your soft passage, not your mouth.” Kaeldar whispered huskily to her.

  Her stomach flipped. She was well-pleasured and wanting more.

  “I haven’t done too much before.” She was able to see him grin in the darkness.

  “I know.”

  She was shocked. Was she so transparent?

  “That is why I am taking it slower with you.”

  Brushing her hair behind her ear she said, “I hope I’m pleasing you well enough.”

  One of his hands came up to cup her cheek. “Very much. Do not doubt your ability to bring me to my knees.”

  She could hear the sincerity in his voice, and it pleased her deeply. This hardened warrior could be brought to his knees with the sight of her? Heat spread through her. She liked having that knowledge tucked away.

  He leaned up and wrapped his large hands around her waist, bringing her over him. Now she was straddling his waist, his long hard cock right below the wet area between her thighs.

  It excited her even more. She felt like she wouldn't be able to wait, as anticipation pumped through her blood. Kaeldar held her hips with his hands, steadying her above him.

  “Ready?”

  She nodded.

  “I have never been with a human female before, let me know, if I need to stop.”

  He looked deeply into her eyes, and she felt like he was searching for something, and he ended up finding it. With a nod, he slowly brought her up, only to bring her back down on his cock.

  She felt as the tip entered between her folds, slowly spreading her open. Her wetness encased his cock and helped it to slide in. He gave a pause, and then shoved her all the way down onto his cock.

  Kaeldar held her steady, after he slammed her down onto his cock. He wasn’t sure what a human female could take.

  She gave him a smile. “A tight fit, but it does fit.” She wiggled her hips a little bit, as her tongue shot out to wet her lips.

  One of these days he’d have to let her suck his cock to completion, but for now he had some other ideas.

  Kaeldar growled, as he saw the readiness burning bright in her eyes. She felt so good around him, so tight and so very wet.

  Hands on her waist he guided her up and down on his cock, long slow strokes that teased them both immensely. He wanted to go faster, but wanted to keep building the
pleasure.

  It had to be perfect. He would make sure it was unparalleled for her. It was what she deserved.

  Her body built in pressure, her cheeks heated, but this time it wasn't because she was embarrassed or shy, but because of the desire coursing through her bloodstream. A moan slipped out of her mouth, her head falling back as she felt the muscles in her abdomen clench around his cock.

  Soon he pumped into her faster and faster. An animal growl ripped out of his throat, as his thrusts became more forceful. He slammed into her, his cock filling her completely.

  She came quickly, her stomach muscles working his cock, milking it for every last drop, while his growls turned her on even more.

  When they both finished, she fell onto his chest, just lying there. Kaeldar's hands remained on her waist, massaging her hips a little.

  Claira was amazed by how that had felt. She thought him making her come with his tongue had been shocking, but his cock had been even more staggering. She’d seen stars behind her closed eyelids, when she climaxed.

  She heard his heart pounding under her ear and his heavy breathing. Claira lifted her chin up and off of his chest to look Kaeldar in the eyes.

  “That was wonderful.” None of her lovers had shown her what lovemaking could be like. Kaeldar had erased them with just one lovemaking session.

  He grinned up at her. “There are many more things we can do, but at a later time.” He winked up at her.

  She couldn't contain the laugh that broke through her throat. She lifted off his cock and laid down next to him. Claira missed having his cock filling her.

  He turned onto his side and brought her into his arms, hugging her close. Her naked breasts plastered to his hard chest, and she felt his member stir against her stomach.

  Eyebrows raised, she looked up at him.

  He laughed and shook his head. “Don't worry, we won't be doing it again tonight.” His hand came up and brushed her hair out of her face.

  “No?” She was slightly disappointed.

  “You will be sore enough tomorrow morning. Just wait. I am sure human males aren’t built like me.”

  Then a thought stuck in her head, he could be married. Or he could have some woman waiting for him back wherever the rock giants lived, just like her past love, the one who had used her to get a hold of her more dangerous herbs.

  But Kaeldar had too much honor to be disloyal to a woman. Didn’t he?

  She just couldn't help but ask. “Is there a woman waiting for you, back where you come from?”

  There was silence, and he seemed a little taken aback by her question. “No, there is no female waiting for me.”

  That relieved her. She would hate to be the woman distracting a man from his duty and obligations. Yet, she should dash her hopes here and now. There was no place for her in his life anyways. There was no future for them, surely. He probably just thought of this as some sort of distraction, but nothing with any real meaning.

  Then she gave herself a mental shake. She shouldn't ruin this moment by thinking of such negative thoughts.

  They settled down for the night, Claira's head resting in the crook of his shoulder with one of her arms splayed across his chest. This was a moment she would always remember, no matter what happened in the future.

  Kaeldar waited for her to fall asleep, before removing himself from the furs. He needed some time and space to think. The sex they just shared had rocked his world, and he was uncertain how he felt about it. She was a human, and there was no possible way he was going to be able to keep her with him forever.

  At least, not with his father still king of the rock giants. The old man wouldn’t care about her. She might be a human female, but he would see her as a dire threat. Kaeldar had responsibilities to take over, he had a war to manage, and this human would be seen as only a distraction.

  There was a fondness forming in his chest for Claira. She was a human female who had an amazingly strong streak running through her. Not to mention, her healing ability was something of legends.

  Rolling over Kaeldar put more space between them. He could only have respect for her, since it was the only safe emotion to have. He would keep her with him, but he wouldn’t allow himself to feel anymore.

  The next morning was hard for Claira. She didn't want to rise, even though she knew she should. She kept her eyelids closed, trying to re-enter the pleasant dreams she’d been having, but the insistent sounds of the camp penetrated the fur tent.

  Eventually, she gave up with a sigh and stretched the sleep from her muscles. She winced. The area between her legs was a little sore. Kaeldar had been right about only having one round. Thank goodness he had the sense to tell her she should wait. Last night she’d been riding a pleasure high and just wanted some more.

  She put a hand under the fur covers to touch herself down there and tried to rub the soreness away, but sadly that didn't seem to work. She would just have to deal with it, until it faded.

  Kaeldar had made sure her pleasure came first last night. There were going to be some daydreams in her future. He was a god, in more ways than one.

  She could feel herself growing attached to him, and she feared what that might mean. She might lose her heart to a rock giant who couldn’t return her feelings. She was, after all, a human, and he was a rock giant. They couldn’t get any more opposite than that.

  There was probably no way there could ever be anything between them. Ever. At least, it was extremely doubtful. She might be in over her head. The only thing she could see at the end of this road was a possible heartache.

  Rolling over onto her back she gazed over at Kaeldar, who was still sleeping, if his even breathing was any indication.

  He was amazingly handsome to her. The fur cover was lying across his waist, leaving his chest exposed to her eager gaze. Running a hand over his chest she felt how nicely formed and solid it was. It thrilled her a little. She had no idea why, but it did.

  She was falling for a warrior. A type she never thought she would fall for. Surely, a more studious man would suit her better, but here she was gazing over at the rock giant warrior longingly.

  Chapter 15

  Kaeldar woke to smooth hands roaming up and down his torso. Her hands played with the black hairs on his chest, which then led down to the apex of his thighs.

  Last night had been such a great surprise to him. Claira proved to have a curiosity and stamina he wouldn't have thought she possessed, but he was pleased to have been proven wrong. That night would be one he would never forget.

  He rolled over onto his side “I should be going. My men are going to wonder where I’ve disappeared.”

  He wanted to drag her into him, to feel her soft skin against his, to bury his face in her breasts and stay there all day, but they needed some distance.

  “Surely, they can wait for a few more minutes.” Claira smiled over at him, while wiggling her eyebrows.

  It broke him in two, because he wanted nothing more than to stay next to her all day, and that was the problem. Last night had been about passion, and he was going to keep it that way. It was all for her safety. They could be intimate, as long as he left emotions outside of the furs.

  What the men saw here could get back to his father’s ears, and he wanted to prevent any such worry. His father could lash out towards Claira, if he thought she was a threat.

  “How are you doing this morning?” Kaeldar asked her, while gazing down into her sea green eyes. A mistake. He was getting drawn into those depths, so he pushed himself up and left the furs.

  She shrugged. “A little sore down there.” She blushed and continued, “But it doesn't bother me all that much.”

  “Are you sure you’re alright?” He was concerned he might’ve been too rough with her the night before. As far as he knew, humans and giants had never mixed.

  “Yes.” Claira rushed to reassure him.

  He’d been unsure whether or not they’d be able to enjoy the furs together, and now he was surprised to find out
how much they could do together in the furs.

  Kaeldar was glad she was doing fine, because after entering her, he’d lost all of his thoughts of being gentle. She had been so warm and wet for him, and he had felt his self-restraint slip away.

  His eyes roamed over her face, those deep green pools were so easy for a man to get lost in.

  “Wouldn’t you like to join me, just for a little while?” She patted the area next to her on the furs.

  “I wish we could continue, but we should be getting some food.” He had to get away from her before he whisked her into his arms and entered her again.

  Claira nodded up at him, and then started to get up out of the furs.

  “There is no need for you to get up and come with me. You should get some more rest.” He told her. “We will be riding out again today, and I don't want you to be too sensitive.”

  Claira bobbed her head, a smile in her eyes, but he didn’t return it.

  As Kaeldar got dressed, he wished he could just stop and rejoin her in the furs, but they needed some distance. Kaeldar made his way out of the tent and instantly noticed the looks he was getting from the rock giants around him. They must’ve heard what happened last night. It wasn’t like they were trying to be quiet.

  The news of what happened in his tent would only further in protecting Claira from the men. It would now be clear she was his and his alone. He didn't mind if everyone knew she was his. He would protect her in any way he had to, to keep her safe.

  Yet his father could hear about it, so he had to make it look like he was just using her body. He had to stay aloof. Balanced distance was the key.

  But he was a little upset the others had heard the sounds of pleasure from her throat. Those sounds were only meant for him to hear. Kaeldar cast a glare around at the men who decided to send a wink or a knowing smirk his way.