by Ravyn Wilde
Tala started to object when a tingling feeling on her skin distracted her. It was lovely. Her back felt sun-kissed, warm and so sensitive to the feather light touch of the Nube. Every cell in her body started to come alive and respond to the contact. Then she moved slightly into the contact, not noticing as she did that she spread her legs apart, just a little. The hands stroking her back paused to squeeze and manipulate her buttocks. Oh, it felt wonderful. Unknowingly she arched her back and pushed her hips up silently asking for more.
The accommodating hands gave her more. One ran down the curve of her spine while the other glided down in a soft stroke, parting her moist folds, an oil slick finger slipping just inside her hot, needy center. Oh, Goddess, that felt good. The fingers moved over her, petting, fondling, and occasionally slipping just inside her. Teasing her senses. With her eyes tightly closed, Tala moved her head restlessly, silently moaning Mica’s name.
She hissed when the hands pulled away from her, only to feel them grasp her hips and lift her while positioning a pillow just under her neck and above her breasts, allowing them to swing freely. Breasts that ached and pulsed with the need to be stroked by those magical hands. Her knees and elbows were moved up to support her weight. She kept her eyes tightly closed and held her breath. In this new position, she was completely open to the fondling. Her back arched, her head buried in her hands, nipples barely grazing the material on the couch. “More,” she sighed.
She got more. Palms stoked down from her shoulders to her sides, then slid around each side to cup both full, swaying breasts. The hands flattened out and rubbed in tight circles over her hardening nipples. “Yes,” she breathed. One hand continued to rub over each breast in turn, fingers finally plucking at the waiting nipple. Tala was so turned on. The combination of the warm sensation of oil with the feel of fingers pulling and rolling her nipples sent heat pulsing throughout her body. She stretched into the sensations. Forcing her ass higher, moving it restlessly. She was rewarded by the free hand smoothing down and one finger pressing further into her slit, moving over her anus and down to fondle the hard nub between her thighs. “Oh! Goddess!” She felt herself drench the fingers with her wetness. Felt the pleasurable feeling in her nipple as it was pinched and pulled. Goddess, she loved that! Felt the hand at her clit spread her folds open for the middle fingers to move and squeeze the hard nub between.
A new sensation almost sent her over the edge. Teeth at the base of her neck nibbled and bit, then laved her with a hot tongue. Hot mouth sucking. She didn’t realize that she was almost begging for release. She was fanatical in her pursuit of those fingers. They had started a definite cadence, working her higher. Not just a light stroke here and there, it was a constant caress in time with the mouth’s sucking. Fingers dipping at every pass into her core, then out again to slide over her nub. Then back to push just inside her.
The mouth was licking down her spine, the hand at her breast keeping time with the hand at her cunt. Tears came from Tala’s eyes. “Please.”
The mouth finally focused on her nether lips. It was hot, wet and the tongue was at times broad and slow, then in turn hard and fast. The Nube worked systematically to send her climbing and clawing to find shelter on the summit. When she finally came, it overwhelmed her. The orgasm robbed her of sight, shut down her mind, and allowed Tala to escape from her lonely world.
* * * * *
Several nilts later, Tala was relaxing in the small bathing pool in her chambers. The room had filled with steam and the spicy fragrance she had added to the water. She tried desperately to keep her mind from Mica and chastised herself for feeling guilty at finding pleasure with the Nube. Sighing, she lay her head back against the stone edge of the pool and closed her eyes. I need to do this. If I can’t let him go, I’ll never be allowed to become one of the Selven, she thought with some anxiety.
Stirring, she felt as if she were no longer alone. Glancing up, her breath caught in her throat. Oh, my…
Standing at the entrance to the bathing room were two men. Nubes. Neither of them was the one from the session before. They appeared to be a study in contrasts—one blonde and light skinned, the other with dark black skin and hair. Both were heavily muscled and incredibly easy on the eyes. Eye candy. Nyssa had used that word once when she’d described Tala’s brother. She hadn’t understood then. She did now.
Silently they moved towards the pool. Tala’s chin dropped when they both stopped and stripped off their clothing. Their bodies were firm; their cocks at rest in short nests of light and dark curls. They hesitated at the edge of the water just long enough for her to close her mouth and then they slid gently in beside her.
Oh, Hell…it was time for more lessons. Swallowing her need to scream at them to get out, Tala instead closed her eyes and lectured herself. I can do this. I have to do this.
One of the Nubes—glancing down to look at the arm encircling her waist—the dark one, gently moved her away from the side of the pool and positioned her on his lap. The water now just covered her from the waist down. His dark arm pulled her back against him. Naked back to naked front. Schivet! Tala was breathing rapidly. She was so not sure she was ready for this.
The blonde Nube moved to stand silently in front of her. Since he wasn’t sitting, the water was gently lapping at his genitals.
Oh, yeah. I can do this.
Allowing her body to relax against the dark Nube, Tala silently watched as the blonde moved to hand a bottle of amber colored liquid to his partner. Feeling detached, she studied the dark hand as it tipped the bottle and poured some of the substance into his open palm. Rubbing his hands together in front of her, he moved to cover her stomach with the slick, warm substance. That feels nice, she thought.
She nearly choked as he gently swished the water up to flow over her breasts. The Nubes’ breathing hadn’t changed one iota. Tala couldn’t say the same for hers. She had started to pant. The feeling of water running over her sensitive skin was so erotic, she couldn’t think of anything else.
It took some time before Tala realized that the water in the bathing pool had dropped to about her mid-calf, one of the Nubes must have switched the drain. The pool was large enough to hold the three of them; with the water level decreased the blonde was now able to kneel between her spread legs. Sitting, as she was on the dark one’s lap, the low water level exposed her body to sight. Because the blonde Nube was on his knees, the water covered and hid everything to his waist. Pity. Tala blushed inwardly at the wayward thought.
Both Nubes were now rubbing the fragrant lotion into her skin. It smelled like cinnamon and pepper and mint all rolled into one. Blondie had raised her left foot out of the water, and had started massaging her toes. They were unbelievably sensitive. He moved up her calves while the Dark One massaged the stuff into her shoulders. Ummm.
Dark hands trailed down her arms and moved to make slick circles around her breasts. With a separate part of her brain, she noted that Blondie had made it to her thighs. Steeped in erotic sensation, her body responded automatically: she shifted to part her legs. Every inch of her skin had started to throb and pulse with heat. Some remote brain cell—just a fleeting thought, really—recognized that it was probably a reaction to the lotion.
Tala let her head fall back and rest on the Dark One’s shoulder. A soft breath of air teasing across her ear immediately rewarded her compliance and a wet tongue outlining the nape of her neck followed it. Immediately this brought her nipples to stark attention. They were not ignored. Dark fingers drew together around them, plucking and pulling in a rhythm that made Tala squirm with impatience.
It was impossible to divide her focus. Sensation and feeling from Blondie sweeping circles along her thighs and the Dark One playing with her breasts and laving her neck blended into an intense knot of arousal. Her body rhythmically pulsed to their ministrations. She could feel the tight nub at the apex of her thighs beg for attention.
Yes! Blondie had finally reached the tight nest of curls and stroked over
them lightly. Pulling back he added more lotion to his hands, then moved to slick the stuff all over her pussy. In and around. Up and over. Across. He played with her folds and clitoris while the Dark One drove her mad with his mouth at her neck. Nipping and sucking, pulling the skin between his teeth to bite gently. His fingers continued twisting and pinching at her breasts, driving her higher. Her skin tingled and throbbed everywhere the lotion had been rubbed. Tala felt like nothing could keep her from flying into a million pieces.
Glancing down, she sucked in a ragged breath. Blondie had used his shoulders to wedge her legs open wider. Now he moved each leg and draped it over the top of his shoulders. His face just inches away from her pulsing core, his breath teasing her with its promise.
The Dark One chose that as the signal to increase the pressure as he rolled her nipples between his hard fingers and ran his tongue around her ear. “Please,” she moaned wildly.
Blondie slowly slid his tongue out from between his lips. Oh. My. Goddess! About an inch from the tip of his tongue was a series of small metal balls and a lengthwise metal ridge. Just looking at them, you could imagine the combined sensation of tongue and metal. Her inner muscles clenched at the thought of what they would teach her. It was beyond her wildest dream. She just knew the only purpose they had was to give pleasure. Tons of pleasure. Oh, choose me! Before he even put his mouth to her, Tala could imagine the sensations they would generate. Her hips moved upward, straining to put her cunt in contact with that tongue. Tormenting her, he ran it lightly over the straining flesh, then withdrew and gently blew on her. The combination of the air moving against the skin that had been drenched in sensitizing lotion had Tala nearly screaming. She was one raw and exposed nerve ending.
Blondie’s hands held her spread wide before him; his talented tongue became the center of her universe. It swirled over her mound and lapped along her clit. His mouth and tongue worked her sex and the metal rubbed every nerve she had.
The Dark One held her tight against his chest and continued to add layers to her torment with his mouth and hand. He laved her ears and neck with his tongue. His fingers moved rapidly, pulling and pinching her breasts. “Harder, faster,” she demanded breathlessly. Her hips wiggled to entice Blondie into additional speed. “More.”
Blondie’s metal bars played against her clit. As he increased the speed and pressure, Tala could swear they made music. The feel of the metal combined with the wet heat of his mouth was mind blowing. Adding the sensitivity caused by the lotion and her own juices made her feel as if she would die if it didn’t stop. It was too much. Sobbing, she tried to pull herself back. But the Dark One moved both hands to grip her hips, not allowing her to break contact.
Her body arched violently as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure swept through her. She seemed to clench and spasm forever, but the Nubes would not release her. She lost track of the times she peaked and fell. Only to be brought immediately to climax again. She was begging them to stop.
Finally, Blondie thrust his tongue up into her vagina and the Dark One bit hard at her neck while simultaneously pinching her nipples, forcing Tala’s muscles to clamp together and ripple around one final screaming orgasm.
Chapter 9
Mica woke slowly with every part of his body aching and sore. He was still incredibly tired from the healing and all he wanted was to roll over and go back to sleep. Instead, he pushed himself to get out of bed and then stumbled across the hall to check, again, on Raj.
His brother appeared to be sleeping peacefully. A quick probe of his mind told Mica all was well. He turned, intending to return to his own rest, only to see Toma enter the room.
“Raj is resting well, Mica. He has been awake a few times to drink broth and to ask after you before going back into a deep sleep.” Toma said.
“How long has it been?” Mica inquired.
“Since the healing? Two bi-nons. Shalan, of the Selven, has been trying to reach you this bi-non. She said it was urgent. But I explained that you were unavailable.”
Mica groaned. What was Tala up to now? He reached to touch her with his sleep-befuddled mind, gasping when he found her in the throes of an orgasm. The only image he saw was dark hands and a blonde head and he knew damned good and well that it wasn’t his hands on her. Furious, he strode off to the private com center in his central chamber.
Quickly fingering in the coordinates for the Selven Refuge, he waited impatiently for Shalan to be summoned.
“Well, Mica. It’s about time!” Shalan’s irritated voice filled the silent room. Her strong face scowled out from the small screen.
“Shalan, who is with Tala? I touched her mind and she is…”
“She is with two of the Nubes, Mica. I am fully aware of what she is doing. She became upset when she found you might be the one to train her in sexual pleasure and, after some discussion, we decided this course was best. She is determined to take final rites at dawn.” Shalan interrupted.
“No!” Mica nearly shouted.
“Well then, you’d better get here to stop her. It’s been well over a non, Mica. She knows that no one else has taken this long to complete the training. She has gotten… insistent.”
Mica closed his eyes. Nubes. Nubes were touching his life mate. Bringing her to pleasure. Tala was pushing herself along this path. He was sure she was doing it to torment him. “Fine. I’ll have to use the portal,” he muttered, already walking away.
* * * * *
He had known this wasn’t a good idea. Had known that he hadn’t rested nearly enough. In order to use the portals to travel, it was important to be well rested and completely focused. In his need to get to Tala, he had been sure that the focus would be there. But the psychic strength to move from Zelph to the Selven Refuge didn’t exist within him. He was going to be lost to the portal. He felt light, as though he were floating. Then he held out his hand and, to his horror, saw that it seemed to have lost all substance. He tried to call out, but no sound came from his mouth. His mind tried to contact Tala. But there was nothing. A void surrounded him; his body became nothing but a shadow. His mind splintered and drifted away. Too tired to fight, Mica lost the struggle. With no thought to focus on, he drifted.
* * * * *
Tala was with Shalan in the High Priestess’ chamber going over what she had learned about herself in the last few nons. Most of it was pretty standard. Her healing abilities had increased, though they would never be as strong as Mica or Shalan’s. She did possess a tremendous ability to hold objects or people immobile. She had also mastered the transfer of her natural shape to that of any animal. Her training in shape transference, however, brought out a rare ability to project. The projection caused her body to just, well…evaporate. It wasn’t really that she became invisible. Her body just completely departed and she became her thoughts. The scary part was that she didn’t know where her body went when she did it. Neither did anyone else.
Shalan sighed. “I don’t know, Tala. We need to understand this ability and what it means. I don’t know of anyone who disappears when they project. Invisible? Yes. That I understand. However, the person always maintains the feel of having an actual body and they are able to move that body where they want. They have no substance, but they walk, talk, and feel. I also understand Dream Walking, where you leave your body behind and share another’s dreams, directing their progress. But you are wide-awake, and you say that there isn’t a feeling of having a body, you are just mentally aware. You can ‘see’ many places simultaneously; hear several conversations all without being there? The possibility exists that you might, with practice, be able to communicate. Even more intriguing is the possibility that you could send your mind, say as far as Tanar, then call your body to you…instead of returning to where you left it.”
“I know. The possibilities that you have mentioned are mind-boggling. I can barely comprehend what I can do, thoughts of where this might lead are a bit overwhelming.” Tala groaned. “I don’t seem to need much energy to accomplish
this mental travel. Returning is easy. I think about having a body, and I’m back in it. Without any aftereffects of being tired. I am able to control what I want to hear, and what I want to see. But it just happens. I don’t think, walk over to that room, I am just there. I have even ‘seen’ my brother, Tar, and his wife, Nyssa, at the ruling place discussing Mica. I just thought of them and I saw them. I tried to communicate with Tar, but he just looked around as if confused. I was so startled I pulled my body back around me. I found myself lying in my chamber where I had been before the contact. The trainer said that my body had disappeared for the few minons I was…what? Gone?”
“I don’t know what to call it either. If you had been invisible, your body would have moved through the rooms with your mind and would have reappeared wherever you had taken it. I have never heard of someone using his or her mind to see as far as the ruling place is from here for that matter. Telepathically talk to someone, yes. But not see.” Shalan hesitated. “I think for now we will call the ability ‘far-sight’. It will give us a name and in time we will do some testing. We will see if you can actually communicate with someone while you are in that state and find out if you can do other things. Perhaps move objects or bring your own body to where you have gone with your mind instead of returning to where you left it. As to what happens to your body while you are using ‘far-sight’? Well, I am completely at a loss on that question. I am sure there will be many tests. This is something extraordinary and needs to be explored, Tala.”
Tala frowned suddenly, what did Shalan say about ‘Dream Walking’? “Shalan, what did you say about dreams?” she asked. She had tried to find the book again in Shalan’s duca. She hadn’t been able to locate it, and was very interested in hearing more about what Dream Walking might be.
