Obsessed (8 page)

“Now, Aric,” she commanded. “Take me now.”

Gods, she was killing him.

Aric grasped her slim hips in his hands, the tip of his cock already partially in Liana’s core. He trembled at the force of restraining himself from plunging into her, tearing her virgin shield.

Through the haze of his lust, a part of him knew he should stop. But as Liana sank lower on his staff, slowly taking him into her tight channel, he knew he was lost. Liana was his woman, and come what may, he would give his life for her.

“Zjenni,” he groaned as he looked up into her beautiful face. “I will cause you pain.”

Her tresses continued to caress him, inciting his passion even more. “You could never hurt me.” Liana smiled and slowly eased herself farther down his cock, until he felt her barrier.

I want you inside me, Aric,
she told him in his mind.

Aric stilled, his eyes locking with Liana’s. “You spoke to me in thought.”

Yes.
With him partially inside her, Liana cupped her breasts while she arched her back, flicking her nipples and moaning.
Your cock feels so good. I want you to take me.

He trembled violently, wanting to thrust himself deep within her. Just as he was about to gently press into her, Liana raised herself up on her knees and brought herself down hard.

She threw her head back and screamed as he ripped through her maidenhead.

And buried his cock to the hilt inside her.

Shocked, Aric tensed and gritted his teeth, overwhelmed with the sensation of being inside Liana. His overriding desire was to pound into her, but the thought of her being in pain held him in check. “Are you all right, my sweet one?”

Her breaths came in ragged gasps as she nodded and her gaze met his. Her sea green eyes looked glazed, yet sultry. She shifted as though becoming used to the feel of his cock inside her.

Sweat broke out on his body as she moved, and he fought against thrusting into her, taing her like a man crazed with lust. “How does it feel?”

“Full.” She wiggled and he groaned. “And perfect.”

“I cannot hold back any longer, zjenni,” he warned.

“Good.” Her smile turned seductive.

Pressing her hips tight to him with his hands, Aric rolled over, causing Liana to yelp in surprise. His cock still buried inside her, Aric raised himself up on his arms and looked down at his woman.

Yes, his woman.

Come what may, she was his. He would go into exile for Liana and leave the kingdom to Renn, if that was what he must do.

“You are mine, Liana,” he murmured as he brushed his lips over hers. “Always and forever.”

Her eyes widened, and then rolled back as he slowly began to thrust his hips against hers, driving his cock in and out of her tight core. The need to claim her rose, filling his soul, adding fuel to his frenzy.

“Say you are mine,” he demanded. “Say it.”

Liana gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck, and her hair curled around his wrists. “I am yours, Aric.”

“No matter what.” He stopped and stared down at her, a bead of sweat trickling down the side of his face. “Promise you will never leave me.”

“I—I promise.” She dug her nails into his hips. “Aric, please.”

He thrust into her. Fucked her harder and harder. Faster and faster. Tension spiraled tighter within him as he pounded into her.

She cried out, her body shuddering and clenching around him. A second later His orgasm slammed into him, more powerful than any he had ever known. He continued moving and pulsing inside her until every drop of his seed had emptied into her womb.

He collapsed into her arms, his sweat soaked skin pressed tight to hers.

I am yours,
she whispered in his mind, her voice a caress and a demand all at once.
And you are mine.

* * * * *

The following afternoon, Liana snuggled against Aric as he carried her to the Bewitching Pool. She felt sore inside and out, but content. Why hadn’t he attempted to enjoy such pleasures with her before?

His cock was hard once again, pressed against her hip through the fastening of his breeches. His tunic felt rough against her bare form, and she smiled. She had taken him while he was still fully clothed—all but his cock, that part of him that had given her so much pleasure.

She sighed as he nuzzled her ear while he climbed over the rise. She couldn’t wait to get him naked and into the crystal waters—and then he would take her again.

When he reached the pool, he carefully stood her on the ancient steps and then began undressing. She drank her fill of his beautiful male body as she watched him shed his clothing. Powerful, clearly defined muscles. Black hair that reached his shoulders and begged for her to run her fingers through its length. Black eyes that made love to her every time he looked her way. His large cock that caused her mouth to water as she studied him. His fluid, masculine grace.

After he had tossed his clothing aside, Aric approached Liana and drew her to him, pressing his cock against her soft skin. “You take my breath away,” he murmured as he kissed the corner of her mouth, then moved toward her ear. “I cannot get enough of you, sweet one.”

“I want you again.” She shuddered as he traced the point of her ear with his tongue. “I love the feel of your cock moving inside me.”

“Are you certain it is not too soon?” His stubble scraped the delicate skin of her neck as he eased his lips down her throat. “Surely you are too sore from the times I made love to you last night and this morning.”

Liana shook her head. “I am ready for you now.”

“Such the demanding one.” Aric chuckled as his warm mouth captured her nipple, and she moaned as she thrust her hands into his silky hair. Her own tresses moved, exploring him, sliding around his shoulders as he nibbled and suckled at her breasts.

His mouth still upon her, Aric picked Liana up and carried her into the pool. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted her head back so that the ends of her hair dipped into the pool and grew wet, soaking up Elvin magic.

The magic seeped into her lifeforce, enhancing the erotic sensations flowing through her. She released a portion of her essence, surrounding Aric with it and allowing him to feel the intense pleasure she felt.

“Lord Ir.” His voice grew hoarse and his erection enormous as he pressed her tight against him. “I have never felt such desire. Such need.”

I want your cock inside me.
Liana wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
Come inside of me.

With a savage growl, he gripped her hips in his hands and thrust his cock inside her. Aric pounded into Liana, the magic of the pool enhancing the sensations of him plunging in and out. He was so big, so hard, and he filled her so deep. She couldn’t imagine anything as exquisite as the feelings building up within her.

“Gods!” She clawed at his shoulders as her orgasm burst through her body. Brilliant light exploded through her mind, flashes of color, emotion, feeling, and pleasure so intense it was almost painful.

He continued to thrust into her, drawing out the intensity of her climax. His body went taut and he bellowed as he reached his own zenith. He pulsated inside Liana, his cock throbbing so violently that aftershocks rippled throughout her body.

Aric withdrew, his staff still hard. He picked Liana up by her waist and moved to the bank, then turned her around so that her palms rested on the pool’s edge. “Hold on,” he commanded.

“What—” she started, and then gasped as he drew her thighs apart and plunged into her from behind. The sensation of him taking her from this position was different and exciting all at once.

“I don’t know what you do to me, woman.” He paused and caressed her buttocks, then slid his hands up to her breasts. “You are a witch. A beautiful witch-goddess.”

A gasp spilled from her lips as his fingers squeezed her nipples. Slowly, then building up speed, he thrust into her while his hands played with her breasts.

Liana clung to the bank of the pool, her fingers digging into the dark soil. Her senses filled with the smells of dark loam and jensai perfume, the scent of his seed mixed with the nectar between her thighs.

He pounded into her, his flesh slapping into hers. The only sounds she heard were the soft slosh of water as he thrust, her moans and his groans.

Tension coiled inside Liana, and her eyes widened at the intensity of the feeling. When he moved one hand from her breast to her slit and the pleasure nub between her thighs, she screamed and buckled against the shore from the force of her orgasm.

Driving his cock into her, he grasped her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. He shouted as he came, but did not stop thrusting until every drop of his seed was milked into her core.

He relaxed against her back, his face buried in her hair. His cock was still inside her, his labored breathing matching hers.

“Mmmm.” She sighed, enjoying the feel of him inside and out, the way her nipples pressed into the soft earth beside the pool, and the feel of the magical water surrounding them, filling them with some kind of power.

She couldn’t imagine ever being happier.

Yet even as this thought seeped through her mind, a knot of worry began forming in her belly, although she didn’t understand why. She pushed the concern aside, determined to enjoy the moment with Aric.

As they rinsed themselves clean, the Elvin magic began tugging at Liana’s essence, telling her she could no longer wait to inform Aric of the rest of her vision.

I have something to tell you,
she said in his mind, wanting that intimate connection with him.

Aric sighed and raked his hand through his wet hair. “I, too, have something important to discuss.”

Liana squeezed excess water from her tresses as she followed Aric out of the pool. “But first I must finish telling you of my visions.”

Frowning, he turned to face her, his form magnificent in the waning afternoon light. “There was more?”

Liana resisted the urge to run her fingertips down his powerful chest, and nodded. “I saw another man.” She tossed her wet hair over her shoulder and moved closer to Aric so that she was mere inches away. “His name was Renn.”

Aric drew in a deep breath and picked his breeches up from where they lay upon the shore. “My…Captain.”

“Your Captain?” Liana furrowed her brow. “But—”

“Tell me what you saw,” Aric said, cutting her off as he shoved his legs into his breeches and secured the ties.

Liana clenched her hands together. “In my vision I stood upon a precipice,” she explained while Aric pulled his tunic over his head. Her voice wavered as she went on, and the knot in her belly grew. “A great bird approached from Mount Taka, and when it landed, it transformed into a man.”

Aric stilled for a second, then grabbed his boots. “Continue.”

“Your Captain is Nordain.” Liana frowned as she watched Aric slide on first one boot, then the next.

“Yes.” He nodded. “Did you see anything else?”

A feeling of doom gripped Liana so hard she began trembling. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

“Liana?”

She straightened and rubbed her arms from a sudden chill in her bones. Gooseflesh sprouted on her limbs and she wished she had brought the blanket to wrap around herself so that she did not feel so naked and vulnerable. “I saw the irani. Many of them.”

Aric snatched up his weapon belt and strapped it on as his intense black gaze watched her.

“The Sorcerer has sent out every single irani he has in search of…” Her voice trailed off as his dagger caught her attention. Its red stone glistened in the late afternoon sunlight like a large drop of blood.

Images flooded her mind, one after another, each one sending her reeling. The nordai at her windowsill. Black feathers on her blanket and in Aric’s hair. And Renn—in her vision the stone in his dagger had matched the one in Aric’s weapon.

Why he did not eat meat…because like Liana, Aric was not human. But unlike her, he was not Tanzinite.

“Oh, my gods.” Her body shook so hard that her knees threatened to give out. Her mind could barely process the knowledge as her eyes met his. Her words came out in a hoarse whisper, “You are Nordain.”

“Yes.” Hi gaze held hers as her world came crashing down around her. “I am Aric L’tiercel, King of the Nordain.”

Wrapping her arms around her belly, Liana sank to the forest floor, feeling as though she might die. Blood rushed in her ears, so loud it drowned out all but the pounding of her heart and the accusations flying through her thoughts.

Gods. What have I done?

She stared at the ground, unable to meet his gaze any longer. Her vision blurred as tears of humiliation and betrayal blinded her, and the Elves’ prophecy flooded her mind.

Tanzinite woman, wingless and wan

Nordai of Power, of twins, we warn

One path to doom, enslavement and walls

With unholy mating, Dair rises or falls

She had traded her soul to not one devil, but another. She had run from the Sorcerer, only to mate with another powerful Nordain—the King himself.

And now she surely carried the fate of her world in her womb, just as the prophecy foretold. No wonder Aric hadn’t revealed his identity—to gain her trust and to ensure she would receive his seed.

Yet that made no sense. If he desired this, why did he not take her when he first had the chance? Gods knew she gave him ample opportunity.
She
had seduced
him
.

She realized she had no one to blame but herself. He hadn’t forced this fate upon her—she alone was responsible.

But so many would pay the consequences.

“Zjenni.” Aric’s low voice pierced the fog of her anguish.

Vaguely she realized his hands were on her shoulders, his palms hot against her bare skin. In the next moment he scooped her up, holding her tight to him in his powerful arms. As he carried her over the rise and back to the campfire, Liana began to shake uncontrollably while fighting the desire to seek solace from his warm embrace.