Interra (Awakened Series Book 5)

by Harley Austin

  “We took what we had taught the humans and what they had taught us and publically flaunted the error of the elders in front of the whole of our people for all to see.”

  “So you embarrassed them.”

  “Absolutely. And rightly so for what they were doing to your people. We confronted the elders with the evil they had been perpetrating on Humanity. We showed everyone that Humans were not just un-teachable slaves or an inexhaustible food supply.

  “What we hadn’t considered was the savagery of their response. Instead of repenting of their evil and their error, they doubled-down on it. They put us on trial for treason; they made us a spectacle of ridicule; and they set us as anathema from the rest of our people for all time.”

  “Oh, my gosh. Rion!” Serena responded, “That’s insane. What about the others you had been teaching? What happened to them?”

  “The Seven put a stop to it. They had your people hunted down and slaughtered, like animals. Their farms and towns were burned and destroyed and buried leaving little or no trace of who or what had been. But we had already been far too successful in our endeavors. Our knowledge had already traveled across the globe, to Central America, China, wherever we’d planted a city, our knowledge had begun to spread. The Seven did their best to annihilate anyone found with our skills, but it only delayed the inevitable. Once released, our genie could not now be simply stuffed back into the bottle.”

  “Wow,” Serena breathed, her mind charging in several directions as she thought about the story. “So, why didn’t they execute all of you?”

  “Ha. Oh, they tried to. Believe me. They hated us for what we had done. We decided to just leave, peacefully, but the Seven were not about to let us just walk away and continue to spread our knowledge to even more of Humanity. The only thing that stood in their way was that we were the Sentinels, the keepers of the knowledge and we defended ourselves with it. And after we had seen what they had become, the evil they were capable of doing, it was we who began a campaign to remove our knowledge from them.”

  “What happened?”

  “There was war.”

  The way Rion spoke reminded Serena of sermons she had heard in church, “… and there was war in Heaven and a third of the angels fell,” she quoted the scripture quietly.

  “That was their side of the story,” Rion agreed.

  “But your side won, right?”

  “I guess you could call it that; yea, we won,” he offered in a sullen tone. “Sort of.”

  “What does that mean, sort of?”

  “The war was long, Serena; and the toll on our civilization was devastating,” he said, shaking his head. “So few of us remained after the war that my people, all of us, were placed on the path to extinction. But even as extinction loomed, the Seven continued to hold fast to their strictures and their ridiculous dogma. They left us no choice. To keep our race alive and to keep our knowledge from falling back into the hands of the Seven, we did what anyone faced with extinction would do––we began to intermingle with the other races.”

  “The sons of God went to the daughters of men and had children by them. They were the heroes of old …” She quoted.

  Rion nodded. “If you thought the Seven were incensed because we had simply taught your people our knowledge, you can imagine their rage at the thought of us having children with Humans. The Seven and their side of the family seethed with hatred and unbridled rage toward us. The way they saw it, we were doing the unthinkable; mating with other animals. So because we chose to intermingle with the outside races, with the humans, they labeled us and our offspring all kinds of names; some of those names are remembered still today, Nephilim, the bastard children of the ‘fallen ones.’”

  “So you’re one of these Nephilim?”

  Rion shook his head. “No. That’s become just become a kind of label for us, but it’s not altogether accurate. Serena,” his eyes met hers, “the Ra are the gods, we were the Ben Elohiym, the ‘Sons of God’ in the scriptures you know; it was we ‘who went to the daughters of men.’”

  “Son’s of God,” Serena half whispered thinking about the Biblical account. “Rion—so, you’re, a—”

  “A god, Serena.” He leveled with her.

  She stared at Rion. Her eyes traced his perfect build, his handsome features. Rion looked like a god.

  He could see the wheels of her mind turning.

  “So, the Bible’s account is true,” Serena offered.

  Rion nodded, “Some of it. But much of it was written from very early legends about us; and a lot of the perspective is not exactly the whole story. You have to understand that these legends were based on events that happened thousands of years before your scriptures would even be written.

  “The Seven would later manipulate the Humans and their legends, and your scriptures, to make it seem like any quest for knowledge was evil.”

  Serena thought for a moment, Rion’s words ringing in her mind. “The tree of knowledge,” she began. “If Adam and Eve ate of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, God said they would die.”

  “That is what the Hebrew Priesthood wrote from the legends they’d been handed, by the Seven. The ancient priests were puppets of the Seven. But if you think about it, does that really make any sense? That somehow man’s inherent thirst for knowledge is evil?

  “The Seven have been using ancient history like this for millennia, all in an attempt to keep your people living in the Stone Age and from advancing. Religion has always been an effective tool of the Seven. Think about it, Ancient Egypt and the Maya, they knew astronomy. Yet what fell out of Rome were teachings that the Earth was somehow flat and the center of the Universe?” he questioned. “Does that make any sense to you?”

  She shook her head.

  “The Seven have brilliant minds, Serena. They manipulate Humans almost without effort. Even today, there are groups of your own people who want to destroy any technology, any knowledge, so they can return people to a simple life, devoid of CO2 and pollution-producing technology and industry. And all of them are being unwittingly influenced and controlled by an ancient race they have absolutely no knowledge of; and the worst of it is that they don’t even realize they’re being manipulated.”

  Serena’s thoughts came in rapid-fire now. “But why now? Why are the Seven coming after you now? Your people still have all of this knowledge, right? That just seems foolish to attack someone who defeated you in a war.”

  “The Seven are cunning, Serena. Instead of openly attacking us they’ve moved to more subtle means. Literally taking us out, one-by-one. They hide just as we do and manipulate governments from clandestine positions all over the world, just like we do. If the Sentinels knew where the Seven were, if I knew where they were hiding at this very moment, believe me, I’d exact revenge for my parents without hesitating.”

  “You can’t be like them, Rion. I know what they did to your parents was evil, but you cannot become like them.”

  He sighed, “You’re starting to sound like Sevrin. I know; you’re right. As educated as we are, my people are very capable of becoming the very same savages we accused the Humans of being eons ago. But the Seven have to be dealt with, Serena; before they murder not just a handful––but millions. Like they tried to do last week with the Chinese Missile Crisis.”

  “The Seven caused that?!”

  “They did. Your own president is a puppet of the Seven.”

  “Oh my God.” Serena’s face filled with astonishment.

  “He was never elected, Serena—the Seven placed him in office because he and his administration would be easy to manipulate.”

  Serena dropped her face into her hands.

  Rion pursed his lips; feeling her exasperation and sense of helplessness. She was beginning to understand who her real enemy now was.

  She looked up at him. “That’s why you gave me your ring.”

  He nodded. “To protect you.”

  “Agent Spencer—he was—”

  “Spencer!
?” Rion shot a look of angered surprise look at her.

  She nodded. “He’s the one who interviewed me with the other agents today.”

  She watched Rion shaking his head.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Oh, I am so stupid. I’m sorry.”

  “For what?”

  “For putting you into so much danger.”

  “Who’s Agent Spencer?”

  “He’s no agent. He’s a god, Serena. A Reborn, like me.”

  “What’s a ‘Reborn’”?

  “When the ancient Ra began having children with the Humans, they seeded certain families with our DNA. The hope was that at some later era, our DNA would begin to bubble back to the surface within the Human genome. Our race would become, ‘reborn’—born again, as some say.”

  “So you’re one of these new gods then?”

  He nodded. “And so is Spencer. Bastard. He didn’t—try anything with you, did he?”

  “You mean like take his shirt off?”

  “So he did try something.” Rion fumed.

  “He wasn’t very nice to me. He wanted me to give him my ring.”

  “Obviously you didn’t.”

  “I almost did, Rion. He tried to take it from me. Somehow, it seemed like he couldn’t, like he couldn’t get to me.”

  Rion’s face suddenly grew a smirk.

  “Then I think he tried to smooth-talk his way into me just giving it to him. Just, the way he talked to me, the way he smelled, I—Rion it almost worked.”

  “I’m sure it did, Hon. He’s a god. I’m sure you two were attracted. He was playing on your attraction to other Ra. He’s damn lucky he didn’t try harder.”

  “Rion I left your ring in my room.”

  “I know. Which is why you need one of your own now. Hold out your hand.”

  Serena extended her hand with her palm up. She saw the subtle flash of light and suddenly felt the warm band of heavy gold around her finger. She could suddenly feel Rion, like her feelings were part of his somehow.

  “Ohmygod!” she whispered softly, feeling the new sensations. She looked up at him, feeling his mind and the words he spoke without saying a word.

  How do you feel?

  She was momentarily speechless.

  It’s your new cellphone. He smiled. Call me any time.

  “Call you?”

  No. Don’t speak, just think.

  It’s—unbelievable. He heard her within his mind.

  No, you are unbelievable. Rion complimented.

  Rion could already feel her mind connecting with the tiny device, exploring it’s possibilities.

  Serena looked at it; its simplicity, its symmetry. The tiny and discrete crystalline inlay.

  Rion, this is not just a cell phone, is it?

  No, it’s not. Serena, no matter what happens; no matter who you talk to or what they tell you; even if you think it’s me; even if they threaten to hurt others or your family or even harm me. Do not ever take off this ring. Not even for a moment. Not in the shower, not washing your hands. Do you understand now?

  She nodded. She felt Rion moving sweetly through her feelings, like his entire being was embracing her on a level she had never felt before. He was standing a few feet from her but it felt like he was kissing her warmly. Like she didn’t need her body touching his to feel the same sensations. She returned his empathic kiss.

  “Are you okay?” he spoke audibly to her.

  She nodded. “Yea. It’s like you’re all over inside me.”

  “You’re inside me now as well.”

  “I know. I can feel you.”

  “The new gods are empathic, Serena. Psionic. When Ra and Human DNA comingled. Somehow the sum became greater than its parts. There was a natural evolutionary change; something we never even considered. That’s why the Seven want us dead. We’re more than a threat to them now. They look at us like an aberration of Nature.”

  “Are we?”

  “Nature does what it wants, Hon. And nothing it doesn’t.”

  If Serena had had any thoughts that Rion might be lying to her with some elaborate fantastic story, those thoughts had now irrevocably and completely vanished with his ring. But it also meant that the danger she was now in was deep, it was ancient, supremely powerful––and incredibly real.

  20

  M orning sunlight lifted both Rion and Serena slowly from sleep. He could feel her wrapped around him, her body sleepily moving over his. Lifting his arms above his head, he stretched quietly softly beneath her, his morning wood was always rock solid when he woke with her next to him.

  His feelings still entwined with hers, he could feel she was waking slowly; he smoothed his hands down her bare sides and then over her smooth ass under the sheet, gripping her warmly.

  “Hmmm,” he heard her coo softly, and then move her body lightly with his in a sweet morning snuggle.

  Moving with her, Rion now felt why he had grown so hard. Her legs half wrapped around his, he suddenly realized he was fully buried, tightly and deeply inside her.

  “Serena,” Rion said softly, feeling her hips rocking sleepily against his.

  She lifted her head from his chest, enjoying the feeling of her skin moving sweetly, warmly over his. However, it didn’t take the still groggy Serena but another few moments to feel their deeply intimate connection. She looked at him with cute pillow hair and still sleepy bemused eyes.

  “Are we—” she didn’t finish. She indeed felt Rion filling her intimately.

  Rion breathed his own bemused smile.

  “Did you? Are we—?” she stammered.

  “I don’t know, Angel. You’re the one on top of me.”

  “Rion! I—”

  “Shhhh,” he put his finger to her surprised lips. “There’s no fault here. We’re attracted. Our bodies are going to have a mind of their own. It could just have easily been me. In fact, maybe it was me.”

  He felt her rock her hips slightly, moving him snugly within herself.

  Although she had been intimate with others in the past, Serena was still, albeit technically, a virgin. Was. She though she should have been more alarmed, but the sensation of having Rion’s exceptional manhood extended deeply inside her felt—natural, enticing, beautiful.

  “We feel nice together.” She breathed, her eyes meeting his with a warm smile.

  He nodded, his cock suddenly throbbing as if trying to get harder and longer than he already was inside her. Gods she felt nice sheathed over him.

  Serena kissed him softly, drawing a long gentle “fuck” from him and then returning him deeply inside her. Rion’s spire wasn’t just long, his wide male moved tightly within her, touching someplace inside her that sent sweet tremors of pleasure all through her sleepy body.

  “Ohh,” he breathed, wholly enjoying the sensation, “gods, Serena, that’s not helping.” His hands more firmly gripped her smooth, tucked ass now.

  “What are we going to do?” she smiled.

  Rion drew himself from her slowly, but then refilled her deeply again, causing her to draw a finely rippled breath as her clit drifted wetly between them. She suddenly wanted Rion doing that again.

  “Gods, Serena, I could fuck you so easily right now.”

  “Isn’t that what we’re doing?” she rocked her hips softly against his again.

  “Ohhh,” Rion arched his back, feeling her gliding snugly over his cock again. “Stop.” He smiled. “We can’t. Not here. Not like this,” he drew a bated breath.

  “We’re alone.” She rocked and then pushed him deeper into herself again.

  “Would you stop? Don’t do that. You’re going to get us in trouble here. We’re not—” he fucked her softly, “protected.”

  “Me?! You’re the one not stopping. Besides, I thought you wanted to knock me up?” she grinned.

  “I do! Trust me. But it’s really dangerous, the two of us like this.”

  “I thought you said we were safe here?”

  “We are, that’s not what I mean
.”

  She felt his hands move to her hips and then felt him slide over her clit as he re-filled her again. It gave her toes a curl.

  “Ahhhh,” she breathed, her pulse rising as Rion pushed new sensations of pleasure into her. “You’re doing a really bad job of not fucking me.”

  “Yea, tell me about it.” Rion grimaced with the next sensation of her sliding over his thickly throbbing cock. The woman was unbelievable. She needed to be fucked, hard. Rion again buried himself tightly and deeply into her, fighting for some modicum of self-control, but his body wasn’t yielding any. “Serena, I can’t come inside you.”

  “Why not?”

  “I don’t know what will happen.”

  “I do. Triplets.” She fucked him seductively. She wanted to give Rion triplets, really badly right now.

  “Gods, Serena, you—” Rion rolled her to her back, his full body covering hers while she felt him slowly push himself as deeply as he could into her, her legs wrapping around his.

  She slid her thighs against his, feeling him moving tightly within her, filling her and then withdrawing in a sweetly soft gentle rhythm.

  “Ohhh, Serena,” Rion breathed, “You really need to be fucked right now, you know that?” he whispered in a sensuous breath, her back arching as he moved again against her sensitive clit.

  They’d made mock-love to each other before with Rion sliding himself outside of her; but actually feeling Rion inside her for the first time, with both empathically and physically wrapped themselves around each other, Serena was ready to explode with emotion.

  Serena’s hips bucked softly each time Rion refilled her ever so slowly with himself.

  “God, Rion, I’m—” she panted softly, feeling something deep within her bubbling quickly to the peak of her emotion.

  Rion felt her ecstasy building as well. Thankfully he was no where near his peak yet, but he felt her every emotion as he softly, slowly fucked Serena to the edge of a bliss that made his jewels ache for release. Serena had been whimpering softly with the two of them intimately connected, but now she called out with each soft rock of Rion’s hips against hers that filled her both physically and emotionally.