Rylan's Heart (13 page)

“When this is all over. When Zuhun is dead, we will start to work on this and more children. You want more children?”

“I do.”

“So do I.”

*~*~*~*

It was the loud sound of Voyager clearing their throat that woke her up. She was wrapped around Rylan while their hands were intertwined.

“What happened?” she sat up looking at him.

“We’re soul-bonded.”

“That’s it? I was expecting more.”

“More?” he laughed. “You’ve been kidnapped and almost cut into thin roast-able parts. You thought they killed Mckayla. You ended up in my nightmare and set me free. We planned a whole house and outside living space. I think we endured enough.”

“I think agreeing on a house was the hardest part of the whole thing.” He gave her an unguarded smile that made her heart flip, diffusing the anxious feeling that was starting to curl up her shoulder blades.

He took her wrist and showed her, they both had a small symbol on them. They looked like upside down crowns and they matched perfectly.

“It means mates in my language.” He placed his wrist over hers. When the symbols aligned, she could feel a charge going through her body.

Reaching over for her, he drew her into his arms giving her a deep kiss.

“Should we still be here?” he asked Voyager. There didn’t seem to be a reason to stick around.

“Everyone leaves when the trial is over.”

“No, I want to leave now!” Rylan was up on his feet grabbing a sword placed near him.

“Do you want to do this again?” Voyager asked, standing calmly before him. “Is this all about what Rylan wants? The young male who has to have all his needs met.”

“Not this time, Voyager. You can taunt me as long as you want, but my mate is tired. She has endured the trial shifting through her memories. This test made her think her daughter was dead. Do you understand the devastation of that thought? It crippled her and still she shook it, rising to the next challenge. Do whatever you want to me just not to her.”

A door appeared beside them.

“You are free to go; you have both passed the trial.”

“I don’t understand. Who was the trial for?” Aviana asked Voyager.

“It was for the both of you for different reasons but one main question. If you could change your past would you or would you endure the pain to become who you are today? Now you both know the answer to that question. You have passed the trial and are soul-bonded. Congratulations.”

Rylan helped Aviana up. They walked through the door. She threw a smile over her shoulder and mouthed the words thank you to Voyager.

How long had she been out? Carefully, she opened her eyes wincing from the pain of the light touching them. Her body cried from the soreness of muscles that hadn’t moved in a while as she stretched.

“I feel like I’ve been asleep for a week” Aviana said, her mouth feeling like a dark hole of dankness.

“That sounds just about right,” Selma said with a cherry voice.

Aviana sat up feeling her back protest at the movement “Rylan?”

He lie still, not moving.

“Why isn’t he waking up?” She looked at Victor and Selma with darkened eyes.

“He’ll be fine, give him a minute,” Victor spoke as he sat beside Rylan.

His hand went to Rylan’s chest, touching it. He murmured a few words too low for Aviana to hear. Rylan’s body jolted under Victor’s hand like he was being bombarded with electricity.

“Rylan!” Aviana tried to throw herself at him but Selma caught her around the middle and pulled her away.

The passing thought of how tiny Selma was able to do that went through her mind. She tried to break the woman’s hold and get back to Rylan.

“Stop, Aviana. Victor is saving his life. Stop fighting me.” Aviana stopped resisting and watched Victor.

This time she saw the small electrical charge that left Victor’s hand and found its way into Rylan’s chest making his body arch off the bed again.

Rylan gave a loud cough and then a gasp for air as he opened his eyes and caught Victor’s hand.

“Enough.” His voice came out with a wheeze but all Aviana heard was his voice.

He was still alive. She sprang out of Selma’s hands and carefully joined Rylan on the bed.

“How do you feel?” Aviana asked, bending over him.

“Like Victor just hit me.” He groaned and Victor chuckled.

Aviana sagged against his side knowing he would be ok now.

“You gave me a scare.”

“Sorry, crossing back was harder than I thought. We did it.”

“Yeah, we did.” She allowed her body to relax next to his as Victor and Selma walked from the room on quiet feet. “So does this mean everything’s all right now?”

“No. Zuhun is very much alive and a threat to both of us and Mckayla. We need to do everything in our power to stop him or at least hinder him until we are strong enough to kill him. We’re also going to have to deal with the male who fathered Mckayla.”

“No chance of a compromise?”

Rylan turned to his side and pulled Aviana into his arms, not sure what she meant by compromise. So he thought of Zuhun. “His idea of a compromise is me dead at his feet or serving him. Neither works for me. No compromise.”

“What about us, Rylan?”

“We take it one day at a time, Aviana; it’s all we can do.”

He leaned over and kissed her. His tongue slipped into her mouth and captured her breath before breathing it back into her mouth where it mingled, making the two of them one. Her heart pounded and he picked up the pace and pattern of hers before deliberately slowing and teaching her heart how to follow his. They were synchronized.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened. Breaking the kiss, she wiggled from underneath of him. She placed her hand over her mouth.

“Need to brush my teeth.”

He shook his head as she ran to the bathroom. When he heard the shower turn on he went to his room to do the same.

*~*~*~*

He was waiting on the bed when she finally left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her, revealing just as much as she hid of her delectable body.

“You do know that I am going to kiss you all the time, even when we wake up before you can brush your teeth.”

“I know,” a reddish hue flushed her cheeks. “It was a week without brushing, not a night.”

He looked so good sitting on her bed. His back was against the head board and one leg was drawn up while the other was stretched out in front of him. A bare chest was before her making her fingers want to explore every muscle and flat surface.

“You might want to put a shirt on.”

“Nope. Here’s a better plan you drop that towel and I’ll drop the pants.”

She shouldn’t do it. Had she told him that she was a virgin before it happened or that there wasn’t enough time for other men after Mckayla was born? Maybe she should just run and not stop.

Of course, she could also drop the towel and find out for herself if she was cut out for love, romance, sex or whatever you wanted to call it.

Nodding, she clutched the towel even as she told herself to drop it. Rylan got up from the bed, his muscles bunching as he stood. With one hand, he went to his jeans and popped the snap on them.

Sexy male.

With a lick of his very kissable lips, his hand found the tab of his zipper. Aviana’s eyes were riveted to that hand. Her pink tongue appeared briefly as it licked her lips giving them moisture in a vain attempt to stay hydrated as her body heated up.

The zipper came down with a rasp that was so loud she was sure everyone in the house heard it. His hands pushed down the jeans that sat low on his waist revealing that sexy V at the top of his hips that begged her to lick it. Shoving his jeans all the way down, he kicked them off.

She bit her tongue to keep from swallowing it. His body was marvelous, but all she could see was his thick erection standing proud. She looked at her hand and back to him certain she couldn’t hold it with one hand.

Shaking, she let her towel drop. His indrawn breath made her want to dive after the towel, instead she stood proud. If he didn’t like what he saw there was nothing she could do.

Despite her proud words to herself, she realized she wasn’t meeting his gaze. She lifted her head, an air of defiance around her. What she saw made her heart trip and her breath catch in her throat.

Want and need poured off of him. He held himself rigidly as if he let himself go he would ravish her. There was lust written on his face for her, but there was also pure desire, like he never saw anyone as beautiful as she was.

“Rylan?” she looked at him with pleading eyes.

“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined. I want to touch you, lick you. Dive deep within you. I want to be gentle, but my control is barely existent.”

“Take me. I want you whatever way you need me.”

“You are so perfect.” He strode over and picked her up and gently placed her on the bed.

“Mine. My mate, my love.”

His lips came down on hers halting all protest as he claimed her. He presented himself as the dominant one and kissed her into submission, dragging a sound of pleasure from her.

He crawled over her, moving to her side before he took one of her bronzed nipples in his mouth and sucked.

“Damn,” she cried out as his sucking motion pulled on the sensitive spots located deep within her body.

“You like that?”

“Do it again.”

He gave a deep laugh that caused her to throb before he sucked her nipple back into his mouth. She turned and played with his nipples, allowing her fingers to move over them, feel them pucker and hardened under her tender touch.

Each time he gave a low sound of approval, she found herself emboldened and exploring more of the male who was her bond mate. He sucked in her other nipple pulling on it hard before reaching up to tweak the first nipple. He twisted hard enough that pleasure and a slight amount of pain hit her.

“More Rylan,” she whimpered in her sultry voice. She liked what he was doing.

He rolled on his back taking her with him. She was perched over him breathing deeply as she lowered her head and bit his nipple before licking the pain away. His body bucked at the feel of her teeth.

“Do it again,” he demanded in a harsh voice.

She leaned over and did it again, feeling his arousal jerk against her rear.

“My sould-bonded likes this.”

He gave her a small growl and pulled on her nipple like he was going to suck her dry. Her pussy wept with the spasm going through her.

She had never felt anything like this. It hadn’t been like this the one time…forcing her mind away she refocused on Rylan. There was no way she could know it would be this good.

Her head went back and a loud cry left her mouth as his fingers slid over the bundle of nerves near her vagina.

“What are you doing?” she cried out.

“Touching your clit, Baby. Your body begged me to.” She was panting now as he ran his fingers against the lips of her pussy.

“I bet you’re so tight.” He stuck a finger in her causing her to gasp.

“I was right. Going to put the rest of this one finger in you, Aviana.”

He slid past the knuckle until his whole finger was in her. Her breaths grasped as he moved it slowly in and out.

“Second one, Baby.” Carefully he inserted a second one making her breath catch in her throat.

“Breathe, it will be ok.”

He took his time until he had both fingers in before he slowly pulled them out to put them in again. Aviana took deep breaths as her body slowly opened up to him. He moved a little faster making little sounds in her throat catch.

“I think I like this.”

He chuckled, “That’s good, Baby, you should like it.”

He dragged his fingers out before plunging them in faster. Her hips began to rock with him a little faster each time until her breath began to hitch. She started to slowly say his name, begging for something she never felt before.

Smiling, he took his other hand and touched her clit carefully grounding against it as he plunged into her body with his fingers. Her body arched, her mouth opened, and a loud squeal came from her as her body shuddered apart on his fingers. Warm cream drenched his hand.

When she stopped trembling, he withdrew his fingers and placed them in his mouth, sucking each one clean.

She collapsed by his side.

“Have you decided whether you like it or not?”

She gave him a playful slap on the arm. “You know I liked it.”

“You sounded like you did but I thought I better inquire.”

“What about you?” She rubbed her hand against his erection, watching it jerk when she touched it.

“Don’t you need to…get off?”

“I can wait. I don’t want to rush you.”

“I want you too. What you did with your fingers was great. Will it be like that?”

He shook his head. “I want you too bad to be that easy. Tomorrow, when I get a handle on it.”

“No, tonight.”

“Aviana, sometimes I need hard, fast. I’m sorry, I wish I was…”

“I don’t wish you were anything but what you are.”

She crawled over his body knowing she wasn’t the best at seducing. Leaning over, she took one last lingering kiss from his lips before she tried to climb his massive erection. Not working, she tried again.

He placed his hands at her waist and stopped her. “You’re going to hurt yourself. I’m too big and you’re too tight to take me like this the first time.”

He flipped her over placing himself on top of her. “Are you sure?”

She nodded her head letting her eyes meet his. Whatever he needed she would try and provide for him.

He pinned her hands above her head. He took his thick shaft in his hand and slowly rubbed it against her nether lips making her want to buck under him. She was so sensitive. The more he rubbed the more she wept down below. Her cream covered her lips and slid down her thighs making her needy.

“You’re so responsive.” He lowered himself over her, his lips capturing her in a kiss as he directed his thick cock to her opening her.

One move of his hips and he planted several inches in her.