Kindred: Book 1 A Realms of the Otherworld Book (23 page)

I inhale deeply and it takes a few moments for me to relax into the bath because I feel as if I’m wound tight as a spring. Slowly I ease back and close my eyes with my hair piled high on my head and let out a sigh as my tense muscles begin to ease. A few minutes later I open my eyes to see a gold sheer baby doll nightie hanging from the back of the door, sneaky elf man. I didn’t even hear him come in. Just the sight of the lingerie jump starts my libido once more as I climb out of the bath and towel off to put on the sexy little number Alaric has left for me. Just like I had talked about before, he is always so very thoughtful. There are matching, barely there, lace boy shorts that go with the ensemble. I leave my hair loose; it’s crimped in waves from the braids that it has been confined in for most of the day. The length of it hangs heavy down my back. It’s then that I notice the charm that Dagda gifted us with and stare at it in contemplation. My decision made I secure the charmed cuff to my wrist making the decision my own, as I take a last look in the mirror. I hardly know the woman staring back at me. I’m provocative and alluring in a way I never thought I could be as I stand here assessing my reflection.

A wave of desire rocks through me and I know that I will not be able to hold out much longer. I curse under my breath because I don’t want to rush this, of all things. It’s my first time and I want for this to be perfect or as perfect given the circumstances as it can be. I whimper and close my eyes as I clinch my thighs together trying to ease the need that I feel. My body is aflame of desire, want, and need.

Alaric comes up behind me, wrapping me in his arms and says, “You are so beautiful. I thank the gods that you are meant for me mo grá, we have the entire night for me to show you how much you mean to me.” He says quietly as he pulls me back into his strong embrace. He cradles me close to him as he delivers sweet kisses down one side of my neck and I melt into him granting him the access he so desires. In this moment, we are about to embark on a very personal journey one that will bind us together for always and I’m flooded with emotion, mine and his. I take him in as we make our way into our bedchambers. He’s wearing black silk drawstring sleep pants, his chiseled pecs and abs on display for my enjoyment. He has never looked more enticing to me as he does in this moment. Looking around I’m amazed at what he has done in such a short period of time. The windows and terrace doors are left open letting in the light of the enormous moon and the sounds of celebration from below. The wall sconces have been dimmed and the fire in the fireplace burns low. The bed has been turned down and there are white and red rose petals strewn about as well as several bouquets of flowers set about the room. I begin to sway to the music that’s coming from lower in the keep and turn around in his arms as we both begin to move to the music to ask, “How were you able to do all of this so fast?”

“You like it?” He asks as if he’s uncertain of my reaction.

“I love it. I’m so glad you found me, Alaric. I love you .I will do whatever I need to do to hold on to you. You complete my soul.” My inner cat begins to purr.

“As you complete me, Ashlinn.” He says simply, swaying to the music as we move closer and closer to the bed. I know that there’s no going back. Not that I want to. We’re about to complete our union and my panther is chomping at the bit. It takes all of my control to push her back and ask her to be patient. My cat is a vixen to be sure. I’m lifted on to the bed and Alaric places his hand on my flat belly, sliding it up, caressing me as he goes, to the center of my chest as he gently pushes me back to lie on the silken sheets while cupping my breast. The bed is of a height that he has full access to me as he grips my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed. I can feel his arousal, his hard length nestled between the valley of my legs. All the while he’s trailing kisses down my neck, then down to my breast as my back arches up towards him. My night gown is removed with an amazing speed and he cups my breast in his hands and squeezes both before lowering his mouth to take one nipple in his mouth teasing me. His hot, decadent mouth moves to my other breast and he repeats his attention before sucking hard and nipping at the taunt tip. I try to assuage the need that fills me as I buck against him. He denies me as he continues his path down my body to my navel trailing a damp path of hot kisses, my skin puckers into goose bumps before he gets to that sweet spot between my legs. His heated gaze finds mine and within moments my panties are a thing of the past, I’m totally naked and exposed. Then with a wicked smirk he lowers his head and oh merciful gods, his talented tongue works its majic as I reach down to fist my hands in his hair. I feel a beautiful crescendo building within as his tongue and fingers work in tandem until it’s too much to take and a flood releases inside me. I’m helpless but to ride the tidal wave created by all the sensations Alaric has created in me since our first meeting. For the first time in my life, I let go and ride this beautiful wave.

As my release continues to rock through me, I’m helpless to do much more than lay trembling on the bed. I have never felt these amazing sensations before. I reach up to caress his beautiful face and pull him down for a kiss. I can taste myself on this tongue and lips. I can’t help the smile that appears as we deepen the kiss, all the while our hands and arms roam over one another unable to get enough of the other. I arch into him seeking more. I feel Alaric at my entrance as new sensations tear thru me. First one finger, and then a second slowly enter me as he works at stretching my tight entrance preparing me for what has yet to come. All these sensations are so new and overwhelming and I long for more as I squirm beneath him, my hips bucking. He keeps me restrained by pinning my arms above my head. His lips trailing teasing kisses from my neck to my breast and as he latches on to one of my nipples I feel the coiling sensation reach a new crescendo, my breath hitches, as a second climax tears through me that leaves me panting trying to catch my breath. Alaric is breathing heavily now and I can tell that he can’t wait a moment longer, the intensity of our combined feelings and emotions are at a fever pitched frenzy that cannot be denied. The feline in me is whimpering and wants to mark her mate but I hold her at bay.

Alaric declares in a deep, throaty voice, “I love you Ashlinn, you belong to me.” With that I feel him push into my entrance. He stops, breathing heavily in restraint as he grips my hips, allowing me time to adjust and then slowly begins to push forward. I can tell that he’s not yet fully seated before he pulls back. I grit out between my teeth, “Please Alaric, I need you.” With that Alaric surges forward filling me and I gasp. He stills for a minute to allow me a moment as the bitter sweet pain subsides. As it does I realize that I have never felt so full, so complete, and I want more. We both begin to move in rhythm to one another. “Alaric! Oh my.” I pant. As we rock into one another emotions overwhelm me and combined with the sensations our coupling has awaken I realize that I’m about to go over the edge again, I’m clinging to him, lost in the moment when he stops. I look up at him with wide eyes wondering what could be on his mind. His brilliant blue eyes are shining down on me as he makes a promise to us. “Ash, you are my beginning and my end. You are mine!” With that he slams in to me with a renewed vigor. Our mating takes on a fevered frenzy. We can’t seem to get enough of the other and we continue to move together at a frenzied pace. Each time he slams into me I can feel him hitting that sweet spot and my climax continues to build. Until I feel like I’m about to explode. All I know is that I want him buried so deeply in me that I don’t know where he begins or where I end.

Alaric growls, “Come with me, mo grá!” My release hits me with a force that blind sides me and I’m left panting and I feel like noodles have taken the place of my bones. I can’t breathe or move as my release continues to wrack through me as I feel him pulse within me. We lay together, Alaric draped across me as we’re both lost in reliving that amazing interlude as it plays through my mind. As soon as I begin to relax I feel a quickening and know that this one coupling will not satisfy the need I feel for my kindred, the need that I feel for my mate.

My breath hitches as Alaric crawls up onto the bed with me stalking me like I’m his prey as I move back to the center of the bed. Our need for one another must be satisfied and we begin again with a renewed vigor. Our binding is like nothing that I could have imagined. My need for him is never ending and we come together again. Finally, we break away from one another caught up in each other’s embrace, a tangle of limbs. Dawn is hours away and for the first time I realize that this beautiful male is all mine and I have the entire night to show him how much I love him. My desire to consume him and be consumed by him has not been assuaged, I’m not sure that it ever will be. “I need you, again.” I plead. I move to straddle Alaric as my hair curtains us on either side sealing us in away from the world and it’s just the two of us. He’s more than willing to comply as I position myself above him and he pushes up into me filling me. I love the way he fills me and I feel myself clinch tight around him. The rhythm is now a slow familiar one as we continue to learn what the other needs and enjoys and we begin moving together as one. I can’t imagine ever being parted from him. I would like nothing better than to stay joined with him, lost in him like this forever. I feel my teeth elongate. Before I know what I’m doing I clamp down on Alaric marking him on his shoulder. I still as realization hits me.

“Oh my god, are you okay? I… I..” I cry out as I pull back from Alaric.

“Ashlinn, it’s okay, I’m fine.” He grinds out pulling me back to him and then flipping me on to my back.

“I don’t know what came over me.” I say in wide eyed shock.

“Mo grá, you are only following your instinct to mark me.” With that he continues our pace until I’m seeing stars again. We both lie exhausted in each other’s arms and fall into a deep sleep tangled together in a heap of limbs. Even in sleep I can’t bear to be far from him. And we sleep, sated for a while.

I wake to Alaric running kisses down my body and smile. I have never been so happy. As the fogginess of sleep evaporates I realize that my need for Alaric has not lessen and I find that my kindred is as in tune to my needs as I am to him and for that I’m grateful. I’m breathing heavily as Alaric takes that moment to enter me to ease this persistent desire I have to be filled by him. Nothing else will appease my feline or my carnal desires. We are becoming one with the other. He rocks into me again and again as we come together in a feverish mating that has us both in its grips. I hear a growl issue forth from Alaric as he flips me over to take me from behind. There is no stopping for either of us as the pressure continues to build. The rhythm of our mating takes on a frenzied pace. I hear another growl from Alaric as he moves in and out of me I feel my channel tighten and quiver around him at my impending release. As the pressure continues to build for both of us I hear Alaric roar, “Now!” At that we both fall into an abyss that is made just for us. In my sex induce stupor I feel Alaric clamp down on my neck which only serves to increase the pleasure I feel from our release. As we are both drifting back to earth I feel an odd tingling on my left hand and look to see that the mate markings are now complete. Now no one can tear us apart. I hear Alaric murmur in my ear, “No one, mo ghrá.” And we sleep.

I wake to a warm sensation filling my girly bits and as it takes hold I remember the feeling from being healed by Alaric a few days ago. I sigh and stretch. That is all it takes for my panther to make her appearance. We stretch out and nuzzle up against our mate and our contentment is known by the rather loud purring that ensues. Alaric chuckles and begins stroking our panther form from head to toe wanting to become as acquainted with this form as our elven form. Early morning has turned to early afternoon and soon I’m famished as my stomach begins to rumble. My feline decides to shift back. It was good to allow her out for a short time and I find that I really like that she’s there, a part of me.

Alaric and I are finding a rhythm together as we eat the meal that has been left for us in the outer rooms and then bathe together. As we emerge to our chambers I see fresh linens on the bed and realize that Alaric has arranged for this to take place while we were bathing. The weather has been so nice we have yet to close ourselves in and I wander to the terrace to soak up some midafternoon sun with Alaric close behind me. I watch as Danu arrives to only be greeted by The Dagda. I involuntarily step back toward the safety of Alaric as I hear my birth mother go off on Dagda from below us. She’s so seriously pissed at the turn of events everyone in the keep can’t help but to hear her rant. I know now that I may never be able to turn to her for advice and our relationship will always be strained at best if she can’t accept Alaric as my kindred mate. I turn to Alaric and bury my face in his shoulder and allow silent tears to fall, The Dagda’s words were true. I’m just a pawn for her and nothing more. The sting of her manipulations hit me hard even though in my mind I knew it to be a certain possibility. To hear her reaction to our binding was beyond unsettling.