Through the Looking Glass

by Rebecca Lorino Pond

  “Get out!” she screamed at him. She was out of control and she knew it. This was the first time in a long time that she had lost control of her anger. It took an awful lot to make her as mad as she felt but everything associated with Jakar made her angry. Her anger had been building up over the last few days and she was at her boiling point. The day had started off great with their walk into the village but soured as soon as they had returned to the castle.

  She searched quickly for something else to throw at his head. She really, really wanted to hurt him at this point, which surprised her because she had never hurt anything in her entire life.

  “Isobel stop!” Jakar shouted as a candlestick soared through the air then landed at his feet with a loud crash.

  “I will not stop!” she screamed back at him while hurling the second candlestick.

  She raced around the side of the table to retrieve a pitcher that sat on the dresser near the bathroom. Heavy footsteps met her at the dresser and she found herself suddenly pinned in a vise grip. Her arms were pinned to her sides as she fought to get loose.

  “Isobel! Stop this nonsense!” Jakar’s voice was loud in her ear as she struggled with him.

  “Let go of me!” she screeched.

  She felt herself being bodily picked up in strong arms. She was acting like a child but her fit of rage was out of control.

  “If you don’t clam yourself, I will put you over my knee and spank that pretty little rear.” He sat down and pulled her onto his knees.

  She was sitting on his lap and as his words sunk in, she quickly stopped her thrashing around. Her breath was coming fast and hard and she could feel her heart thundering in her chest the same way she felt the blood pounding in her head.

  “Are you clam now?” he asked her.

  She twisted her head to give him a dirty look, but it faded away quickly when she sensed something was wrong. For some reason she could tell by the look on his face that whatever he needed to tell her was not going to be good.

  She nodded her head and drew in a long, shaky, deep breath. He kept hold of her as she sat on his lap. She didn’t even try to move off as she looked into his eyes.

  “I wanted to explain why I had to do what I did earlier. I know I made you angry but it was for your own good.”

  She felt his hand brush hers as he pushed back into the chair. “I don’t understand.”

  “In the kitchen earlier, when the storm was coming, I didn’t think the storm would be any different than any other that has come through here. But, it was.” He paused as he gathered his thoughts. “The storm that passed was the same as the one that hit us when we were on the battlefield the day I found you.”

  A sinking feeling was hit her full force. When she had come through the mirror it had been storming outside Ackergill Tower. It was one of things that had awakened her. The other was the sound of horses running. She was beginning to make the connection on how she ended up in Aslog.

  “The storm on the field was as bad as the one this afternoon. When the bolt of lightning struck, I could feel the pull of danger coming. I sensed something I had never experienced before until that moment. Out on the battlefield I didn’t think anything of the feeling of doom I experienced right before I found you lying behind the boulder.” He became quite as her watched her.

  She didn’t know what to say or think. Danger was coming? What danger?

  “Am I in danger?” she spoke quietly hoping she was wrong.

  “Yes,” he said. “Whatever danger you were experiencing in your world has managed to follow you here.”

  She felt the blood drain from her face. There was no way possible Daniel could have followed her here. She hadn’t seen him since that horrible night and he shouldn’t have been able to find out where she went or where she had been hiding out. Unless…. She was going to be sick. The thought of Daniel hurting Lizzy to get to her made her stomach twist with guilt.

  “Isobel, you must tell me who is trying to hurt you.” He lifted her chin gently with his fingers so she would look at him.

  Her eyes immediately filled with tears that she wasn’t able to keep contained. The thought of having to relive those memories was more than she could handle. The entire time she had been in Aslog she hadn’t thought once about what had happened to her. Now she was going to be forced to tell all.

  “I can’t.” Her voice was so low, she barely even heard it.

  “I promise I won’t let anything happen to you, Isobel. We are bound together by marriage and it is my duty to keep you safe.” He pleaded with her. “I have to know what happened in your world. Nyla told me as much as she could when I left you in the kitchen, but she wasn’t able to explain it all to me because the elders had blocked all visions to your world until you arrived.” He brushed back a strand of her hair that had fell over her face as she tried to hide the tears falling.

  “You won’t believe me. No matter how many times I have told you who I am, you still believe I am here to hurt you.” She wished just one time he would listen and believe her.

  His hand wiped at the trailing tears with a rough thumb. “I will believe what you say. I promise.”

  She closed her eyes and saw her parents’ kitchen once again. She started at the beginning and decided she wasn’t going to stop until she got it all out. She hadn’t had anyone to share her feelings with ever since she had left Lizzy at the airport the day she went into hiding.

  “Daniel was so nice to me at first. We met by accident when I slipped in a puddle of water in the grocery store. He just happened to be walking by as I went down. I was so humiliated that he had witnessed the disaster.” She took a deep breath. “He asked me out right there on the dairy isle. Anyhow, we went out every night for weeks and had a good time everywhere we went. We spent every moment we could together until something changed. He asked me to marry him and of course I said yes. My parents were thrilled that their only child was getting married and starting a family of her own. But, my friend Lizzy sensed something about him that she didn’t like. She told me several times there was something off about him and about the way he acted. I didn’t pay her any mind because I thought she was jealous, now I wish I would have.” As she poured her heart out she fiddled with a lone thread that escaped from its hem on the sleeve of her dress. “A couple of weeks after we got engaged, Daniel started acting really funny. He started criticizing me all the time and I couldn’t do anything right when I was around him. He stayed away more and more until one day when we were at dinner, he asked me to move in with him. I was taken off guard by his question and I think I pissed him off when I didn’t answer right away. I told him I didn’t want to move in with him until we were married. He blew up at me in the middle of the restaurant. Saying I was nothing but a spoiled little girl who wanted to remain in mommy and daddy’s house. I wasn’t about to let him continue to make a fool out of me in the middle of dinner, so I got up and left. I walked all the way home that night and had no plans on speaking with him anytime soon. I figured he needed to cool down and think about what he had done. Boy, was I wrong!” Her throat began to burn as she thought of the next part of the story she didn’t want to tell but forced herself to. “A couple of days later my mom and I were in the kitchen talking and my dad was in the living room watching television when the doorbell rang. My dad went to answer it as mom and I continued to talk. The next thing I know I hear my dad shouting at Daniel then a loud deafening boom. My mom jumped up to go see what was happening but it was too late. Daniel had shot and killed my father and was now going after my mom. She tried to make it back into the kitchen as she called out for me to run. I was paralyzed with fear until the moment I saw my mother fall forward. Daniel had shot her in the back. At that point, my legs had a mind of their own. I wasn’t supposed to be there that night. Lizzy and I were going to go out but I decided to stay home and spend some time with my mom. I ran as fast as I could out of the house and down the street until I reached a neighbor’s house I was sure Daniel hadn’t followed
me to. The entire neighborhood was outside because of the shots. I could hear sirens in the distance as I ran. A neighbor a few doors down let me in and called the police too. By the time the police arrived, Daniel was gone and my parents were dead.”

  She swiped at the tears running down her face. One landed on her bottom lip as she licked her lips, tasting the saltiness of her own tears. She hadn’t realized Jakar had been rubbing her back as she spoke. She didn’t want to look up and see the pity in his eyes. It was bad enough he was always angry with her but she certainly didn’t want to be pitied.

  “I am so sorry, Isobel.”

  “It’s not your fault.” She tried to give him a smile but failed miserably. “Daniel is the one after me, isn’t he?”

  He simply nodded his head. “I believe so.”

  “But why? I didn’t do him anything.”

  “Isobel,” he said her softly and thought about what he wanted to say before he spoke. “I didn’t want to believe at first that you are the one we have been waiting for. I went to see Nyla when I left you. My brother and I heard the story straight from the elders’ mouths. It was the first time the elder fairies were willing to let humans see them. Many of the fairies don’t like to seen, but Nyla convinced them to come speak with me. I had to be positive.” His fingers moved to caress her cheek then he dragged a thumb across her closed lips.

  The feel of his thumb running back and forth across her lips stoked the flames long since doused by Daniel. When she looked into his eyes she found that they had turned to an ocean blue and were filled with desire. Her stomach fluttered as she watched him and he watched her.

  “Tell me what happened after you ran.” His hand left her lips to move to her neck where he caressed the skin right above her breasts.

  “I went to Scotland to stay in one of its old castles, Ackergill Tower. It’s a beautiful place almost on the North Sea.” She smiled a bit at the thought. “I was there for almost a week when the storm hit that night. The lightning and thunder was incredible. I fell asleep with the sound of the rain pelting the window. It was sometime after midnight when a sound woke me up from a dead sleep. It was dark in the room with only the flashes of lightning brightening the room. The sound I heard I thought was from people out in the hallway. I had fallen asleep in the chair by the window, so I moved to the bed and closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep. Minutes later I heard the sound again, but it was the sound of horses galloping I heard this time. I got up to look around the room and that’s when I saw the mirror in the room wavering. I was drawn to it but scared at the same time. I reached out to touch the glass and the next thing I know something is pulling me into the mirror.” There, she had gotten it all out. He now knew her story and hopefully he believed her.

  His hand moved to her ribcage where he skimmed the bottom of her breast. The silence in the room was deafening now that she had stopped talking. She didn’t know if she should say anything else or just wait for him to say something. He solved her dilemma by turning her face towards his and gently pressed his lips to hers. The instantaneous feeling that shot through her body shocked her. It felt so right to be sitting on his lap as his kissed her. The kiss though ended all too soon when he pulled back, only inches, to speak to her again.

  “I promise to protect you. I won’t let this Daniel get anywhere near you. The fairies have brought you here for a reason and I now know and understand why.” He put his forehead against hers. “You are meant to be mine.”

  His whispered remark caressed her lips right before his lips touched hers again. The kiss was gentle and unrushed at first but became more demanding when he clasped her head from behind with his hand to hold her to him. His tongue traced her closed lips then his teeth nipped at her bottom lip causing to her let out a gasp. The small movement was all he needed in order to gain entry into the depths of her mouth. She let out a moan as he tongue slid into her mouth. She couldn’t pull away even if she had wanted to. The taste of him was extraordinary. He taste of wine, fresh air, and something she couldn’t place. The mixture sent her nerve ends on fire as he made love to her mouth.

  The feelings he was eliciting from her were like nothing she had ever experienced before. His kiss alone was making her toes curl in the soft ballet slippers she wore. She could feel moisture forming in her most secret place as his hand held her head while his other hand traced the outline of a breast. She moaned again when his thumb brushed across the front of her dress seeking out her nipple. Her body automatically arched farther into his hand. If she didn’t pull away now she would be lost to his touch forever.

  Her hands pressed on his chest in an attempt to push away but she didn’t have the strength. Her muscles felt like jello and her arms felt like dead weight as she went to move them around his neck. Jakar pulled back a few inches to look into her eyes when she went to touch him.

  “I want you, Isobel. But, I must know you want this too.” His eyes were pleading with her to say yes.

  There was no way on Earth she would have been able to tell him no even if she had wanted to. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  She looked at him for a moment then let her smile spread across her face. She nodded her head eagerly when she reached up to touch his face. She was speechless as she watched his reaction to her answer. His smile stole her heart away, she was lost to him forever.

  “Are you sure?” he asked.

  She nodded again, “Positive.”

  He clamped his lips over hers again. Both of his hands went to her waist to lift her up and shift her position so that she was still sitting on his lap but facing him with her legs straddling his. His mouth never left hers as his hands moved up to squeeze and fondle both her breasts through the material of her dress. She could feel a bulge in front of his pants as her core pressed into him. The thick legs she was sitting on flexed and lifted. Her body slid forward the mere inches that were left between their two bodies.

  Jakar leaned back in the chair and rested his head against the cushion. Their lips broke apart when she remained upright and he settled back to stare at her. She rocked her hips over the huge bulge in his pants causing him to close his eyes tightly and let out a low growl. A smirk crossed her face at the sight of him gaining pleasure from her small moves. His hands never left her body as she continued to rock back and forth on him. The tips of her toes barely touched the carpeted floor beneath her and she wanted to move faster but was at a disadvantage because of his long thick legs.

  Closing her eyes, she took pleasure from the feeling building up in her when she suddenly felt hands drawing up her dress. The cool air in the room touched her heated skin as the dress travelled up over her knees to pool around her waist. Her eyes snapped back open and saw Jakar’s eyes had also opened to watch her. His hands stopped to rest on the tops of her thighs before they pushed the material any higher. Warm fingers followed the creases of her hips that connected her thighs to her upper torso then moved to caress the soft skin of her inner thighs. She sucked in a sharp breath as tingles of pure pleasure shot straight to her core causing her to become slick with anticipation, soaking her thin pair of stockings.

  Just as his thumbs brushed across the top of her core, her eyes shot to his face. Desire and lust filled eyes that had turned a deep blue. She knew what she wanted at that point. She had to have him inside her, fucking her until she screamed out her release. Without any further hesitation, she reached for the bottom of her dress and tugged it up over her head and tossed it to the floor. Jakar had still so quickly she thought she had made a mistake by being to forward with what she wanted. She waited for several heartbeats, afraid he was going to cast her aside.

  The breath she had been holding rushed out when he spoke.

  “My god. You are beautiful.” His voice was husky with desire as he took her in. His tongue licked his lips as his eyes travelled from her breasts down to the small triangle of neatly trimmed curls.

  She followed his eyes down and was shocked to see the wetness that covered hi
s pants. Heat filled her face as she realized it was her wetness coating him.

  “Don’t be shy, little one,” he said when he saw her reaction. He kept one hand on her core while he used the other to skim up her ribcage and stop in the middle of her chest. He applied pressure to her chest to let her know he wanted to her lean back.

  She braced herself with her hands placed on his knees as she eased back, closing her eyes again. This brought her breasts closer to his face and also lifted her core off his throbbing cock. While one hand cupped a breast the other moved lower so his thumb could slip between her folds, seeking out a hidden treasure. The thumb immediately found her clit and pressed against it. She let out a loud moan as his thumb made small circles around the sensitive bud.

  “Do you like that?” he asked as he pressed on her clit again while pinching her nipple.

  “Yes…oh god yes!” She went to rock her hips against his thumb but was stopped.

  “Don’t move!” he said. Suddenly his hands were gone from her body.

  When she felt him lifting up she opened her eyes to see what he was doing. She watched in fascination as he undid the front of his pants. Her eyes widened when his cock sprang forward after being released from its confining jail. Panic set in as she took in the sight of how big his cock was. She made to scoot away from it but had to cling to his knees when he lifted his hips, with her still on top, to push his pants down over his hips and to the point where she sat on him.