by Maia Dylan
“Me either, my love,” Olwen whispered and leaned in to place her forehead against his. “And as much as it pains me to say this, if you put me down, I can make us a place where we can be together. Once we are out of this godforsaken realm then you can claim me again on the bed with the soft mattress, and hell, I might just claim you right back.”
Rohan felt his dick, which had been standing to full attention since he had shifted back into his human form, twitch at the thought of his mate claiming him. Oh, hell yeah, that will be happening.
With a grumble, he set her down and grinned when her eyes traveled down over him and her cheeks reddened when they saw how aroused he was. When her eyes finally lifted back to his, he noticed that her breathing had sped up and the pulse at the base of her neck jumped faster.
“I can’t believe I didn’t notice straight away that you were standing in front of me in all your naked glory,” Olwen complained as she grabbed his hand and let him into the forest. Rohan laughed and felt the last vestige of the darkness that had invaded his soul since coming to this place evaporate. That was what Olwen was to him. She was the light in the darkness, and all that was good and right with the world. It was not surprising that she would be the one to bring the light where, for centuries, there had been none.
She led him by the hand, and despite her being a foot shorter than his six foot eight and more than a hundred pounds lighter, he would have followed her anywhere. They walked for a few minutes toward a mountain range, and when they passed a stream, Rohan took a moment to rinse off in the water. He had been without a shower for more time than he cared to remember, and despite the chill of the water, he loved the feel of it washing away the filth and dirt of that prison cell, giving him a new lease on life when he exited the water.
They started walking toward the mountain range once more, and with every step he took, he felt his desire and need for his woman build within him. He could scent her arousal on the air at the same time and knew she was feeling just as desperate as he was. When she stopped at a rock wall, he frowned with confusion. Did she want him to take her standing up against the wall for their first time? Because, well, hell, he was up for anything, but he had hoped to be able to take his time with her.
“Perfect,” Olwen muttered, and then reached behind her and withdrew a wooden staff with a glowing stone at the top of it.
“Gods, where in the hell did that come from?” Rohan stared at the staff, knowing that when he had held her, he had felt nothing beneath the long black jacket she wore.
Olwen winked up at him from over her shoulder. “I am not without my own powers and charms, sir. Now, before we lose the light completely and night falls, step back and give your woman room to move.”
Rohan grinned back at her and dipped his head regally at her before stepping back. She giggled and the sound warmed him like nothing else ever had or would. Then her focus shifted to the rock in front of her. She started to move almost as if dancing. The stone on the staff began to glow, and she moved it swiftly over and above her in a pattern that was simply beautiful to watch.
Within moments, Rohan felt the earth tremble as the rock face before them seemed to turn molten and shift before his very eyes. He couldn’t see what was happening, but he felt the rock move and reshape above him. He shook his head in wonder at the power of his woman, his Elemental goddess, and waited for her to work whatever magic she was working.
Finally, she stopped and took a deep breath before turning back to him, her face radiant despite the low light. “There. Now, how good are you at climbing?”
“Climbing?”
Olwen pointed up the rock about halfway. “I have created a safe haven for us, where we can be alone. It is halfway up the rock face. There is a bed platform formed with leaves. It is as soft as it can be given the circumstances. I could have used more of the gemstone power to conjure a mattress and bed but we may need its power before we are safe in the Earth realm. I’ve created a natural skylight to let the light of the moons in and it’s all waiting for us to—epp!”
Rohan didn’t let her finish her sentence before he had her in his arms, and he was stepping back to give himself a running start. “I heard as far as the word ‘bed,’ and the rest of it was lost to me. Hold on tight, my love.”
He waited until Olwen had wrapped her legs and arms around his back, giving him both arms with which to climb, then took off as fast as he could toward the rock, driving up with his legs as soon as he was beside the rock face. He gripped onto a ledge that jutted out from the rock face, and now that they were a little higher in the air, he could make out the platform she had created just up from where he had landed.
Surprised by his own strength, he pulled them up the last six feet using just his arms, allowed her to scramble up and off his back, and then swung himself up to join her. His jaw dropped at the sight that greeted them.
Somehow, a large, cozy room had appeared within the rock, the opening hidden from the forest floor. When he followed Olwen through the opening his sense of awe in the woman he loved increased. Against the far wall, there was a sleeping pallet for them to use. Somehow, his beautiful, wonderful woman had managed to create a romantic and, more importantly, safe haven for the two of them, with moonlight streaming in through the natural opening in the roof of the cave, bathing the pallet with light.
“I have some fruit and water in my jacket as well if you are hungry, or, well, you know, thirsty.” Olwen’s voice was slightly higher than it had been moments ago and when he turned to her, he saw her rubbing her hands down her legs. His goddess was nervous.
Walking toward her, he held her gaze with his. “The only thing I am hungry for is you, my love.” When he reached her, he began to release the ties that held the edges of her jacket together. “Do you remember that night you provoked me into kissing you?” He drew the jacket from her as she nodded, and a huge grin formed on her beautiful face.
“Yes, I told you that I was sick of you not taking notice of me as a woman.”
Rohan chuckled and shook his head. “That was an absolutely ridiculous statement.” He gently pulled the sweater she was wearing over her head. He resisted the urge to let his gaze wander down the creamy white skin he had uncovered, but he remained holding her gaze. “And do you remember what I told you once I stopped your incredibly dramatic exit?”
Olwen giggled and he saw the tension in her eyes melt away. “I do. You said, ‘Milady’”—Olwen dropped her tone to imitate him, and Rohan grinned—“‘if you think that I have ever not noticed that you are a woman, then you are very much mistaken.’” Olwen laughed and Rohan felt his heart stutter at the sound. He had always loved that sound.
Holding her gaze, and grinning at her, he dropped to his knees before her. Her laughter stopped and her gaze heated as he reached out and gently gripped the sides of the tight black trousers that she wore. He had only ever seen his woman in dresses, but if in this new world and this new life she wore these tight pants that clung to her like a second skin and hugged every curve, then he was well and truly okay with that.
“Then I told you,” Rohan continued as he gently drew the soft material down her long legs, almost swallowing his tongue at the scent of her arousal, “I notice everything about you, and have done since the day I joined your father’s guard.” He helped her to step out of her pants and shoes, then stood before her. “To not notice you would be like not being able to feel the sun on my face, or as easy as forgetting how to breathe. Impossible.”
Unable to stop himself a minute longer, Rohan leaned in and claimed his beloved’s mouth with his own.
* * * *
Olwen moaned as Rohan licked into her mouth and then reached up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. He pulled her close to him, and both of them shivered when their bodies came together. Olwen felt liquid pooling between her legs.
Rohan growled against her lips and took her mouth a little harder, almost desperately, and Olwen melted into him and submitted to his will. This was a
pparently the right reaction as Rohan growled again and lifted her completely off the ground. He slid his hands down her back, and she felt him freeze at the ridges he found there that mirrored his own.
“Stop,” she whispered against his mouth. “Don’t think about that or anything that had happened in between our first kiss and this one. Nothing that happened matters except what happens from this moment on.” Desperate to keep him in the moment with her, she pressed small kisses to his lips until his body relaxed and he began to kiss her back. She wrapped her legs around his waist again, a position that was rapidly becoming her favorite place in the world to be. “Take me to bed, my love. Claim me as yours, as I always have been.”
Olwen attacked his mouth, this time driving her tongue into his mouth and then pulling back to suck on his bottom lip. Rohan let her lead for all of twenty seconds, then took control of the kiss. She moaned at the erotic display of dominance as his mouth demanded her acquiescence, then shuddered as he walked over to the pallet she had created against the wall, which caused her pussy to rub against his abdomen with each step. She had conjured a thick, large blanket that lay across the leaves and would be long enough to eventually pull up over them.
With another display of his strength, Rohan held her to him as he stepped onto the pallet, then knelt with her still wrapped firmly around him. Then, still kissing the hell out of her, he lowered her fully to the makeshift bed. After a few more minutes of hot-as-hell kisses and tender caresses, Rohan pulled back to lock his gaze with hers once more.
Rohan rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek. “Olwen, my love, I want you so damn badly I can’t actually think of anything else. My love and desire for you eclipse everything else, but I would not hurt you for the world. Tell me, and know that your answer will not change a damn thing about us or what is happening here between us. Have you been with another man?”
Olwen was surprised by the question and tilted her head to look at him. She knew that Rohan was not a virgin. This was something Argon had told her many years ago before her captivity, and, in fact, took great pleasure in telling her, but he should have known that he would be her one-and-only. Seeing the tightness in his jaw and wanting to see him laugh again, she decided to tease him a little.
“No, my love”—Rohan’s eyes flared with a look of pure male satisfaction—“I have not been with another man. I have experienced pleasure, but not at the hand of another man.” Rohan’s eyes widened and she held her face as neutral as she could as she let him think about that for a moment.
“So,” Rohan asked tentatively, “you’ve been with another woman? Because you know, my love, I think I am okay with that. In fact, I know I am okay with that and would very much like to be there the next time you are pleasured by another woman.”
Olwen laughed at the excited and hopeful look on his face. She took a deep breath to ease the pain in her sides from laughing more in the past couple of hours than she ever had in her life. “I hate to disappoint you, but the only woman involved in providing me with pleasure was me.”
“Damn.” Rohan waggled his eyebrows at her. “That’s still definitely something I am very okay with, and would like to be present the next time you take matters into your own hands, so to speak, but for now, I am simply going to make love to you, and I sure as hell am going to claim you as mine.” Olwen’s brain short-circuited a little as he swooped in and claimed her mouth. Unsurprisingly, she was very much okay with that plan.
Chapter 5
Olwen’s brain scrambled as Rohan claimed her mouth with his own. The feel of his tongue sliding strongly against her own had her shivering with need, and when he gently sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, she moaned at the feel of his teeth pressing gently into the sensitive flesh. When he pulled back to look at her, her eyes filled with tears at the tender look on his face.
“You are so bloody beautiful,” Rohan whispered.
Olwen smiled shyly and lifted her hand to caress the side of his face. “I think it might actually be the moonlight flooding into the cave that gives that illusion.”
Rohan was shaking his head even before she had finished speaking.
“No. Your beauty is more than skin-deep, my love. Although I do have to tell you, this moonlight does some amazing things to your skin. It positively glows and entices a man to want to kiss”—he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her collarbone, raising goose bumps across her skin—“every”—he moved slightly down and pressed a kiss to the upper curve of her breasts, making her gasp—“inch.” He moved down and placed his mouth over the hardened tip of her nipple, sucking it strongly into his mouth and making her shout his name.
A few mind-blowing moments later, he pulled back and grinned up at her. “You are so responsive, my goddess. I love that, and I love the sound of my name on your lips when I do something that pleases you. I’m curious as to what sounds you will make when I bring you pleasure with my mouth on your sweet, sweet pussy.”
Olwen swallowed hard, desperately trying to get the moisture back in her mouth, but with the fact that her breathing had now shifted to more of a pant, that was not an easy thing to do. She couldn’t take her eyes from his as he slid down her body, gently parting her legs and making a space for himself between her thighs. Her heart began to pound into overdrive when he inhaled through his nose deeply and he closed his eyes for a brief moment, his face the picture of erotic need.
“Damnation, goddess,” Rohan all but whispered, and when he opened his eyes to stare into hers once more, they flickered black and Olwen had the feeling that she was looking at his bear at the same time. “Your scent is the most delicious thing I have smelt in my entire life.” The deep, gravelly timbre of his voice had her pussy leaking even more. “You’d better get ready to scream, goddess of mine, because I have the feeling that once I take my fist sip of you, the taste is going to be addictive and I’m not going to want to stop.”
Olwen had no chance to prepare herself. One moment she was completely wrapped up in the sound of his voice, hanging on every word, and the next it was as if all the air had been sucked from her body, and she was arching off the bed, spreading her legs as wide as they would go. Rohan had placed his mouth over her pussy and had sucked her clit directly into his mouth. The gentle suction he applied had her screaming his name in moments.
She moaned when she felt him let go and start to flick his tongue over the top of her now swollen and needy clit, causing bright sparks of pleasure to ricochet throughout her entire body. She felt like she was untethered to the world, just a nerve of sensation writhing within a sea of pleasure, and she had no idea if she would survive it. She felt her orgasm building within her, and because she didn’t want the sensations he was giving her to end, she fought it back, denying herself the mountain of pleasure she knew was just hovering out of reach.
“Damn it, Olwen,” Rohan rasped, “Go over, my love.”
And as if that were all she was waiting for, Olwen drew in a huge gulp of air and released it on a scream. Her entire body jerked and shuddered under the huge wave of bliss that crashed over her and threatened to drown her completely. Vaguely, she was aware of Rohan prolonging her pleasure with his fingers, pressing them deep within her quivering pussy. She felt a slight pinch of pain, but nothing came close to eclipsing the pleasure.
At some point, Olwen collapsed against the pallet she had created, draping her arm across her brow, desperately trying to get her breathing and heart rate under control.
“Olwen, can you use some of the gemstone’s power to conjure a cloth?” Rohan asked breathlessly.
Nodding, she did as he asked, knowing that it would require very little of the gemstone power to do so. Moments later she flinched when she felt a damp coldness being wiped gently between her legs. She lifted her head up, which, to be fair, was about all she could manage in that moment, and saw Rohan gently wiping a cloth between her legs.
Rohan saw her flinch and looked up at her with a grimace. “Sorry, my love. I would have liked
to have heated the water, but we can’t risk being found if I were to light a fire.”
Olwen sent him a reassuring smile, then reached out a hand to him. Rohan’s eyes sparked again, the arousal that hadn’t left his beautiful eyes sparked even higher and Olwen felt her own need rise to meet it.
“Come to me, my bear.” Olwen spoke in a voice she hardly recognized. “Claim me, and make me yours. I know that it was my fault, my weakness that brought about this path for our lives. If you let me, I will spend my life making it up to you. We have waited so damn long for this moment. Don’t make me wait another moment. Please?”
* * * *
Rohan’s heart turned over that the heartfelt plea. He knew he would have to deal with the guilt and pain she harbored, taking on all the blame for what they had endured in this godforsaken realm, but it was a guilt wrongly placed. He had never harbored any blame toward this beautiful woman for anything that had happened to him, and one day, if he had his way, he would prove that to her.
He knelt on the bed and crawled up to her, loving the fact that she parted her thighs so swiftly and naturally to make a space for him to nestle between them. When he lowered his body to lay flush against her, the underside of his hard cock rubbed against the hot, wet opening of her pussy, making them both moan at the contact. The feeling was so damn pleasurable that he rolled his hips a couple of times just to feel it again.
Pushing up slightly, he moved the head of his cock, pressed against the swollen lips of her pussy. He had to hold himself completely still to remain in control. He had the feeling that if he had allowed himself to slip inside her by the barest inch, he would have slammed into her.
Exhaling slowly, he looked up to lock his gaze with hers. “You will never have to ask me twice to make love to you, my goddess. This is the first time I will take you, the first of many times I will show you the pleasure a man can give his woman. I will be the first man to take you, and you can sure as hell bet I will be the last. Watch me take you, my love. This moment is the single best moment of my life, and I want you to watch it.”
