Authors: Viola Grace
Tags: #Paranormal, Fantasy, Sci-fi, Romance
"It is a gift from an old friend." She smiled and dismounted a little awkwardly. "I can't believe you did all this in just two weeks."
He hugged her and then wrapped an arm around her waist for support. "I was motivated and had to work off some of the frustration I was feeling."
She winced at the mention of frustration. Her dreams had been getting more and more vivid as time passed. On the mornings when he came to breakfast, she had ruthlessly kept herself from lunging at him and ravishing him on the citrus platter. She didn't have the outlet that he had, so she had thrown herself into studying Evian treatise and old agreements.
The city house was made of what seemed to be a denim lapis. Wide windows made of a translucent quartz let plenty of light into the interior. And a huge onyx door let her into the enormous bungalow.
The flat roof was large enough for Hyfor to land on and she was quite sure that that was the idea.
The shock of the place came when she entered the foyer and she noted that it was comfortably furnished.
He walked her slowly down the hall. "This is your office, your assistant's desk and your private consulting room beyond. There is a boardroom-styled room just across the hall for larger mediations."
Hyfor moved quickly about, showing her the hidden com unit, the secure connections to the Alliance and the expansive filing system that automatically scanned and backed up off world.
"This is…very thorough."
"Thank you. Do you like it?"
His little-boy eagerness was unmistakable.
"I do. It's lovely and sophisticated."
"Would you care to see the rest of the house?"
She laughed. "Of course."
She got the complete tour. The dining room, living room with huge fireplace, the kitchen and finally the bedrooms.
Nya came to a complete halt when she saw the four-poster bed of her dreams in the middle of the huge room. "Oh, wow."
Moisture surged within, seeping outward as she replayed every image and remembered touch.
She shared her sudden lust with him and he lifted her off her feet, carrying her to the bed.
Before he covered her with his body, he asked, "Are you sure that you are well enough for this?"
"Be careful and be thorough. Aside from that, you are free to do as you will." She smiled at his hands sliding her full skirt up to her thighs, the delicate scrape of his claws in contrast to the pads of his fingers were enough to create a moan that had his kiss swallowing it in an instant.
She groaned as he parted her legs, moving between them with only a cursory examination of her readiness. The first thrust widened her. He pushed into her with a harsh groan and she reciprocated, arching up and leaning into him with as much force as she could muster.
He lifted her legs, draping them over his shoulders and driving into her with as much care as a man driven by lust could manage.
The noises they made as they thrust and retreated, slid and pumped were animalistic, primal. Nya blanked her thoughts and simply felt, waiting for the moment when she could claim release as her own. She reached out and pushed aside the bunched fabric, sliding her fingers around her clit until the tension from the constant friction broke her scream free and Hyfor was with her with a wrenching groan.
The reaction to his semen was more violent than the last, starting a secondary orgasm with no more than an arrhythmic thrust from him.
Nya welcomed his weight on her as he slowly pressed her back onto the bedding. She nuzzled his neck with her lips and simply enjoyed the feeling of being with him. Her arm twinged and she dropped it to her chest, stroking his hair with her good arm.
A tangle of emotions rippled between them, the greatest of which was relief.
"I am guessing that building and furnishing a house is not the same as masturbating. You were a little tense." She rubbed her lips against him, inhaling the scent that they had created and enjoying it immensely.
He chuckled. "Apparently, it was less effective than I had thought. It seems all I need to make me into a ravening beast is you in a welcoming mood."
She laughed. "You and many men in the face of their women."
"Not just a woman, the woman of my dreams." He pressed kisses along her clavicle before rolling to one side.
He propped his head on a fist and trailed his other hand over her body in a slow mesmerizing motion. "I am guessing that I got very lucky when the Evian built their city and mined my house. If they hadn't, I don't know that I would ever have demanded my match. If I didn't speak up then, you might have lived out your life in a tiny corner of the Alliance and we would never have met."
She looked at the intensity of his gaze, the slight tremor in his hand as he stroked slowly over her breast and across to her hip. He was imagining a life without her and he didn't like it one bit.
Reaching out with her hand, she grabbed his hand and wove her fingers between his. "You did demand your match. Arcros did send the Alliance looking. I did get posted here and more than that, I dreamed of you."
Those words had an impact on him and tears of relief formed in his eyes. He pulled her to him and cuddled her close. "I dreamed of you, too."
The traditional words of a Draikyn courtship had been spoken and now their lives together could start.
* * * *
Two months later…
In the bright light of dawn, Nya watched the sun rise over her nesting house for the first time. The castle made of daylight-coloured crystals almost danced in the growing brightness.
"Oh, Hyfor, you outdid yourself on this one. This is…simply beautiful." She exhaled and shifted astride her soon-to-be husband.
Thank you. It was quite the journey toward completion, but I believe the effort was worth it.
His words were a reference to the previous evening and the ties on the four-poster bed. "Tease."
Every chance I get. Would you like to see it close up?
She remembered the spicy taste of his cock on her tongue while he gripped the wooden posts hard enough to crack them. She shared the thought with him while she said, "Every chance I get."
Her squeal as he launched them skyward ended in laughter as they circled their new home. They each had their own forms of revenge and Nya had to admit, that Hyfor was far more inventive. Lucky her.
The Drai or Draikyn made their first appearance in a Sector Guard story, Hael's Fury. This was also the first mention of a Terran named Cynthia from our time going back to theirs. Cynthia's story has not yet been told…but there is time for everything and even more time when time travel is involved.
Confused yet? I am.
About the Author
Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be analytical which leaves her mind hopping to weave stories. No co-worker is safe from her character analysis. In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales.
Viola's fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and something that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love.