by Sarah Bale
Ian turned. Lexi strained against her restraints, her eyes wildly moving around. The leather straps automatically untied when he pushed a button. Fear and confusion danced across her face as she sat up.
Taking large strides, he entered the room where she was. He wanted to talk to her. He shook his head. Hell, who was he kidding? He needed to ease her fear.
* * * * *
Lexi panicked as she woke from her dream. Her clothes were gone and there were cords hooked up to her. What the hell was going on? Vaguely she remembered two doctors talking about her. They hadn’t made any sense though. Something about witches? Fear spread throughout her body. Where was she? The door opened and a man entered. Her breath caught in her throat.
God, he was gorgeous. She guessed he stood nearly six and a half feet tall and muscles bulged everywhere. He wore black combat pants and boots and a green shirt. Was he military then? His black hair and blue eyes created a striking contrast. And the ink she caught peeking up the side of his neck from under his shirt had her itching to see where it led. To sum it up, he was all man.
“How are you feeling?” he asked with a smile.
The man even had a perfect dimple in his cheek.
“Okay, I think.” She blushed, hoping he hadn’t noticed her checking him out. “What is this place? Where am I?”
The man pulled up a seat next to the bed and sat down. His muscular thigh pressed taut against his pants reminding her again how big he was. Her eyes jumped back to his face as he spoke in a deep voice that sent shivers down her spine. Holy crap. She’d never felt a connection like this when meeting a stranger before. It was as though she’d just found a long-lost friend but that was ridiculous.
“You’re in our holding compound. We treated your injuries and stitched up your leg. The cords are from a test we ran on you.”
His voice held an accent that she couldn’t place. It sounded vaguely European but even that wasn’t right.
“Test? Is everything okay?” She felt fine but there must have been a reason why they ran a test on her.
The man shook his head. “Not a physical test. Our screening machine, the Wiz, scanned your mind to see why you were here.”
She looked at the man trying to let his words sink in. “And where am I?”
“You are in the Realm of Sinoda. You fell from the sky.”
She could almost hear the sirens back in Oklahoma as he finished speaking. So, it had been real? Maybe they had drugged her? Was that why everything felt so strange?
She rubbed her face. “There was a tornado. I remember my house flying through the air. And you found me.” She paused. “I thought I dreamed it.”
“This is no dream, Lexi,” he said softly, his warm voice full of sympathy.
“You know my name but I don’t know yours.”
“Ian,” he said in a quick voice as he stood. “You should sleep. The medicine will be kicking in. I’ll come see you later and we’ll talk some more.”
“But…” Lexi protested. She knew he was right and she was getting tired but she had so many questions for him. Before she could say another word, her head dropped to the side as sleep took over, pulling her into a world of restless dreams where blue eyes stared back at her.
* * * * *
Ian paused. The medicine was doing its job and now he could do his. He covered her with the blanket and left the room. It was time to see if the king wanted her killed or kept alive.
Chapter Two
“Ian, she’s asking for you again.”
Ian looked up from the letter in his hand. “Tell her I’ll be there shortly.”
This was unbelievable. After seeing the Wiz’s report, the king decided he wanted Lexi brought to the palace right away even against the advice of the Royal Guard. He wouldn’t listen to reason, which put Ian in an awkward position.
“Ian,” the king wrote, “this woman may be the One we have been looking for. Bring her to me. I will expect you here no later than one week. Travel with care. If the Witches find out you have her, they will attack.”
That was putting it mildly. When the Witches found out the head of the Royal Guard was traveling with a mysterious woman to the palace, they would do everything in their power to stop them. Especially if they thought Lexi could be the One whom prophecy spoke of and wars had been fought over.
He closed his eyes, the dull ache of a migraine beginning. There would be no easy way to get her to the palace either. Each path was laced with danger. It was a matter of picking the lesser threat.
“Are you going to do it?” Andrew asked after reading the letter over Ian’s shoulder. “You could always pass it onto someone else.”
Andrew was the only person who had enough balls to question what he was going to do. Most of his men were afraid of him, as they should be. But Andrew was his oldest and only friend and knew how to handle him. Hell, Ian was glad to have his advice.
He shook his head. “I’ll do as the king wishes. I just hope he doesn’t get his hopes up. She’s probably just some poor girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
It was the easiest solution to believe. Any other option came with consequences that he didn’t want to think about, like killing her.
Andrew bowed his head. “I’ll have your bags packed right away.”
Ian stood and stretched slowly. He needed to prepare Lexi for the journey. And he hoped to God she that would be able to understand everything they were going to face.
* * * * *
Lexi sat in a chair by the open window and stared out at the beautiful scenery. Lush green hills went as far as she could see. Butterflies fluttered around and she could hear the soft buzzing of bees. Colorful flowers of every kind were everywhere, looking like the crafty hand of an artist had created them.
A gentle breeze brought the scent of the flowers to her as if they were in her room. She inhaled and smelled roses. A sky bluer than any in Oklahoma could ever be spanned the horizon. It was almost unreal. A tear ran down her face and she wiped it away.
She sighed and realized that she wasn’t alone. Without looking up, she knew Ian stood beside her. Only he made her feel calm and nervous at the same time.
“I still can’t believe this. The medics tell me that the Realm of Sinoda is the most magical place in the universe. They also say that I might not be able to get back to my home.” Her voice broke on the last word.
She hated crying but she was just so damn scared. Things like this weren’t supposed to happen. Other realms were fake, just like witches and any other bad thing that might be lurking in the shadows. But denying the truth wouldn’t solve anything. She needed to get back home no matter what it took. Accepting this new, crazy fate was the first step in finding a solution.
He placed a warm hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry about that for now. You’re alive and that is pretty amazing considering you fell from the sky.”
He grinned and her heart jumped. What was it about Ian that made her feel this way? Could it be his kindness or his looks? Her stomach fluttered. Her feelings came from somewhere deeper, but where?
Realizing he had been talking, she said, “Um, I’m sorry. What did you say?”
“The king wants to meet with you. We will leave early in the morning so get some rest.”
He held out his hand and helped her across the room, which was a kind gesture. The medics told her that he was the head of the Royal Guard so checking in on her probably wasn’t part of his normal job. He made sure she was safely in the bed before turning to leave.
Staring at his back, she said, “Thanks Ian…for everything.”
Lexi rolled over and he didn’t reply but the soft click of the door let her know he had left. She still didn’t know what to believe. Maybe this was all a dream…or a coma. Deep down she knew the reality of her situation. Stuck in a different realm, finding a way back home was her only goal now.
Sleep began to take over. Ian had told her to rest and that sounded great at the moment. As she slept
, she dreamed.
She sat on a large bed, naked. Candles lit the room, bathing her in a soft glow. Two French doors were open and a light breeze caressed her skin. Somewhere in the room she could hear soft music playing. The beats were slow and erotic causing her body throb to the tempo.
“Come to me, love,” she said as she held out her hand.
Ian prowled slowly toward her with a breathtaking smile on his face. He, too, was naked and Lexi eyed his body greedily. Built like a Greek god, his chiseled muscles flexed with each step. His tan skin glowed in the candlelight and she could see that his chest was hairless.
Her eyes ran down his body and she gasped aloud. His cock stood proud and ready and she found herself in awe. None of her past lovers could even compare to him.
His large hand reached down and stroked his length. Her eyes jumped back to his face and she found him watching her.
“Is this what you want?” he asked with a smile. “Tell me how much you want it.”
She licked her lips. She could almost taste the come that glistened on the purple tip. “I want you, Ian.”
With her other lovers, she never felt comfortable telling them what she wanted. With Ian, it felt as normal as breathing. He stopped in front of her and she reached out to touch him. His cock pulsed in her hand and made her own body clench in excitement.
He took her hand, holding it still, and asked, “Where do you want my cock, Lexi? I want to hear you say the words.”
Her cheeks flushed red and she looked away from him.
“No, don’t be shy. Here in this room, there are no secrets. I want you to be honest with me.”
“I want you inside me, Ian. I’m so wet for you. So wet,” she moaned.
To prove her point, she spread the hairless lips of her pussy. She was so wet that it was dripping down her thighs. She smiled as she dipped a finger through the silky wetness, slowly moving her finger in and out. Holding it up for his inspection, she looked away, not being able to bear seeing his reaction to her boldness.
She gasped as his hot mouth covered her finger, gently sucking.
“You taste like honey.”
He caught her face and lifted her head until their eyes met. His tongue danced around her finger and she knew that he enjoyed teasing her. Kneeling before her, he coaxed her to lie on her back.
“I am going to fuck you, Lexi, but first you’re going to beg for it.”
His head lowered and she watched as he breathed in her scent before his tongue licked the juices flowing from her pussy. He flicked his tongue over her clit, sending shivers throughout her body.
“I could spend hours discovering your body, Lexi, but tonight there are no games.”
Her head rolled back against the feather mattress and she moaned.
“Like that? Then you are going to love this.”
He flicked his tongue into her pussy and made circles. She arched her hips to him. In reward, he pushed in two fingers. Lexi rode his fingers and tongue until she felt as if she was going to explode.
“Come for me, baby,” Ian urged, hot breath against her skin. “Let your pussy fuck my tongue like you want to fuck my cock.”
His words sent her over the edge and an orgasm took over, her body milking Ian’s tongue and fingers.
“Oh Ian. Yes.” she cried out.
When she could breathe again, Ian climbed next to her on the bed. She pulled him toward her.
“I want you in me. Now,” she said as she opened her legs.
“Greedy,” he replied with a grin. “But you haven’t begged for it.”
She laughed, “I’ll beg later, but for now you need to fuck me and fuck me hard. That’s an order.”
His eyes flashed with humor. “I always follow an order.”
His lips brushed hers and she moaned. She could taste her juices and her body shook with excitement.
“I love eating you out, Lexi. You taste so fucking good. So sweet…”
He slammed his cock into her throbbing pussy. He wasn’t gentle and she loved that he knew how she wanted it. Repeatedly he thrust into her and she could feel pressure building up again. She grabbed her nipples and rolled them until they were hard beads.
Her body tensed and then shook as she reached another climax. Her greedy body sucked his cock and he came too. He fell onto her, his cock still throbbing inside her. The room smelled of sex and sweat.
He looked at her, his blue eyes hooded with passion. “You are too fucking good.”
“You aren’t so bad yourself.”
Ian blinked slowly, as if waking from a dream. His face went from passion filled to a calm mask of fury. The warm satisfaction she felt vanished in an instant and she pulled away in fright.
“Ian…” Something was not right. “What’s wrong?”
Ian jumped off the bed. He looked at her as if she had committed a crime.
“Ian?”
“How the fuck did you get into my dream?”
Lexi woke up with a gasp. Her heart pounded like a drum. It was just a dream, she told herself. But it hadn’t felt like a dream. When she had been fucking Ian, it felt real and oh so good. Then he looked at her with that horrible expression on his face and she woke up in fright.
She turned in the bed and then stopped with a gasp. Her pussy throbbed and she clenched her legs together, trying to hold onto the memory. God, it had felt so real. She touched herself and moaned aloud.
The door burst open and slammed shut. She knew without looking who had entered the room. Her heart raced with excitement and fear. She closed her eyes and waited.
Ian strode over to the bed. He could tell by the rapid rise and fall of her chest that she was awake. He didn’t care, though. He wanted answers and he wanted them now. He stood next to the bed and waited for her to turn over.
His cock was still hard from the dream. He shook his head. A woman hadn’t invaded his dreams since he had been a young lad. His training ensured he did not share dreams with anyone and yet he shared one with Lexi. And it had been fucking amazing until he realized that she felt everything too.
“Are you going to turn over?” he asked, his voice dripping in anger.
To be fair, it wasn’t her fault. He should control himself better but the thought of her rosy nipples turned him on so much that he masturbated before going to bed. That and his attraction to Lexi made him lower his guard, which never happened. Never.
Lexi rolled over slowly. He silently cursed. Her nipples were rock hard and she didn’t bother to cover herself. She looked up at him with her big golden eyes. Eyes that said so much. She held out her arms to him and it was his undoing.
Without saying anything, he growled and covered her mouth with his own. She tasted like sweet candy and he kissed her deeper. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and he sucked it. He broke the kiss and moved to her breast.
They were large and the pink areolas drove him wild. Her breast filled his hand like ripe melons. He covered her nipple with his mouth. He lightly grazed it with his teeth and then blew cold breath against it.
Lexi gasped and arched her back. He sucked on one, knowing she liked it that way. She moaned and held his head in place.
Pulling away, he moved to her other breast. While he sucked her nipple, she moved her hand down his bare chest. Her hand dipped into his pants and found his cock. It twitched when she wrapped her fingers around it.
“Ian,” she whispered in his ear. “I am begging now. I need you to fuck me.”
He was more than willing to oblige. He unzipped his pants and his cock sprang out. Lexi fondled his balls and he growled in approval. He kicked his pants off and kneeled over her body. Her pale skin glowed against his tan skin.
He spread her legs. Her slick juices coated her pussy and he used his fingers to spread it around evenly. Positioning himself above her, he touched her slick opening with the head of his cock.
“Ian,” she breathed out.
“Tell me what you want, Lexi.” He rubbed his cock up and down her p
ussy, feeling her body quiver with anticipation.
Lexi arched up toward him. “Fuck me, Ian. I want you inside me, filling me.”
He loved that she told him what she wanted. In the dream, she had been hesitant but this time she wasn’t.
Holding her open, he entered slowly. Inch by inch he slid into her until he was completely in. Lexi whimpered and he held onto her creamy white hips. He knew he was big but her body held onto him. She was so wet for him and he loved it. He gave her a moment to adjust to his cock before pulling out.
He could feel his own blood pounding in his body. This woman affected him like no one else. He lowered his head and kissed her neck before he thrust again, loving the excited gasp she let out. That made two of them.
Lexi cried out as he slammed into her. Bigger than she could have ever imagined, she met him thrust for thrust. Fucking him in real life was better than the dream. So so so much better.
“Fuck, you feel good,” Ian ground out. “You are so fucking tight.”
It had been so long since she had been with a man but no one compared to Ian. She reached down and rubbed her aching clit. Her body shook with pleasure and she needed to find her release.
“Ian, I’m going to come,” she moaned. “Fuck me harder.”
Ian lifted her legs over his shoulders. His balls slapped against her ass as he thrust. It felt as though his cock was deep enough to touch her womb. She squeezed her inner muscles with each thrust, savoring each ripple of pleasure. This was different than any other sexual encounter she had with anyone else. Each time they touched she felt a spark growing deep inside her body that filled her with power.
Ian thrust shallower and faster. The pressure built and she panted in excitement. He used his thumb to rake over her clit and it was enough to make her explode. She screamed as she came. Ian threw back his head and jetted his seed into her.
“Fuck yes.” he growled out. With a final thrust, he emptied the rest of his juices.
Slowly, he pulled out. Her pussy clenched his cock as if it were sorry that he left her body. He held onto her while they both caught their breaths. She sighed in contentment and found Ian looking down at her. He was breathtaking.
