Mating Hunt (20 page)

Transfixed by the beauty, Arianna stared as the colors danced upon hitting the quiet, clear pool. The pool narrowed as it flowed out of the cave into a creek. Green-leafed trees and brilliant wildflowers of azure and purple lined the stream. Beyond was a tangle of deep green forest, jagged purple mountains and a sharp blue sky.

Her breath hitched as she glanced at Tristan, who nodded. “Tir Na-nog, land of enchantment and eternal youth and beauty. Birthplace of the OtherWorlders,” he murmured. “The cavern is a portal from this world to the mortal realm, guarded by wizards loyal to us.”

“Except Elric wasn’t loyal to you.”

“Do you think he was the only one, little Lupine? We have many secrets to guard and many servants who help guard them.” He stood, dusting off his hands. “The pool has healing powers, especially when two kindred souls join their bodies. Make sure to use the waterfall as well. Feels good on an aching back, and I suspect Kyle will need it when he finishes with you.”

Astonishment filled her as he winked.

“How do we get back?”

The wizard tossed her a slim cell phone. “Call me. Press the star key four times, then pound 4.”

Arianna palmed the phone. “I expected something more mysterious and wizardly, like magick glitter.”

“I’m a wizard, not a fairy,” he said dryly. “Besides this is the twenty-first century. I may be 1,400 years old, but even I have to keep up with modern times.”

When Tristan vanished, she hooked her arms around Kyle and pulled him into a sitting position. “C’mon, big bad Satyr, we’re going for a little swim.”

Here, the air smelled cleaner and crisper. She tugged Kyle into the pool’s shallow entrance. The water felt refreshing, but not cold as she waded in, shuffling along the sandy bottom. Arianna looked down at her guardian and lifted him into her arms, surprised she could carry his muscled weight. Maybe the cave’s magick aided her.

Or maybe she was stronger than she thought.

You are much stronger than you realize
, Kyle’s lazy drawl had assured her.

Halfway across the pool, water up to her chest, she released her guardian. Panic flared when he hit the bottom and did not rouse.

About to rescue him, she saw bubbles drifting upward. Tremendous ripples ringed the water as he broke the water’s surface like a cork popping off a champagne bottle. Awed, Arianna took a few steps back as he splashed up and stood.

Gone were the wounds. Stunned, she glanced down and realized her own lacerations had vanished.

A luminous red glow surrounded his body, pulsing with ribbons of golden light. The rippling crimson light was warm, unlike the stinging blue coldfire. “What happened?” she asked, hugging herself.

“Tristan brought me here when he saved me. The healing pool guards the barrier between Tir Na-nog and earth. Our auras become more pronounced and visible when we bathe here.”

Her body also glowed, her aura pulsing brilliant pink, interlaced with orange, not the passionate red of Kyle’s.

Red pulsed from his fingertips as Kyle held out a hand. “Ari, join with me.”

Solemnly, he touched his fingertips to hers, and then placed his palms flat against hers. His hands were large, the fingers long and tapered, nicked with old scars. Such strong hands, so skilled at arousing her to passion.

“Breathe, Ari. Listen to the sound of your breathing mingling with mine. Your heart keeping time with mine.”

Awed, she watched light stream from their interlaced fingers, the colors melding into each other as light from the crystals danced on the water.

Kyle pulled her into his arms and kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers. His body was hard and thick with muscle, strong. Arousal seared her. She needed him. Arianna slid her hands up the thick biceps of his arms and heard a rumbling groan in response.

She gave a little hop and wrapped her legs around his hips, her slit pressed against the tip of his erection. He squeezed her buttocks and then tried to slide her down upon his shaft. But the water made her tighter and her body resisted.

Couldn’t she do this? But he kissed her forehead and murmured to her, soothing away apprehension. Kyle kissed her jaw, across her throat, his movements slow and gentle. Arousal built inside her. With his strong hands upon her hips, he lifted her and settled her atop his penis once more.

This time, he pushed his way inside, her vaginal channel unresisting. Slowly, he began thrusting upward as she hooked her legs around his narrow hips. In and out, gentle, steady movements. Light pulsed from their bodies, his a burning crimson, hers a vibrant blue. The colors drifted upward and mingled, swirling and dancing

Tastes exploded in her mouth as she kissed him again. He was the most decadent chocolate, the sharpest spice, the sweetest flair of apples and cinnamon. He tasted like all her dreams and her darkest, most secret fantasies. And then tendrils of his dark spice and erotic scent wound around her, licking between her legs and stroking her nipples, sliding down her spine and between her cheeks like silk.

“Oh wow,” she moaned, rubbing her breasts against his hard chest.

Mist arose from the pool, ribbons of condensed water beading, rising to the cavern and gathering on the crystal ceiling. The water droplets magnified the crystals, increasing their natural light and bathing them in an iridescent blue glow that wove into the iridescent pink of both their auras.

Seizing her hips, he drew her up and down on his thick shaft as she squeezed and released her internal muscles.

The blue glow encased them in a soft cocoon of light, shimmering, growing more luminescent as they gasped and strained against each other. Tension knotted her loins, the pleasure sharpening until she felt ready to burst.

She had saved him, this beautiful Lupine who entrusted her tender heart to his care. Kyle gripped her tight, marveling at this female who had accepted him fully. She softly murmured as he gentled his strokes, her velvet voice soothing the beast inside. Arianna’s curves were rich and womanly, from the slope of her rounded hips to her perfect ass and the swell of her generous breasts. They moved together, his hard male body merging with her soft, pliant femaleness. As they strained together, the passion of their lovemaking growing more turbulent, he wrapped his arms around her, never wanting to let go.

Arianna accepted him as he was, as Lupine and Satyr. She gentled his beast, embraced his savage side and calmed his soul. Passion rose inside him, his loins full to bursting.

“Ari,” Kyle gasped. “Come with me. Come with me now!”

Gripping his shoulders, she screamed as she climaxed so hard, stars burst behind her eyelids. Kyle shouted her name as he released his seed. The light surrounding them both suddenly exploded into thousands of tiny blue, pink and crimson starbursts, shooting outward into the cavern.

Resting his head against her shoulder, he murmured into her ear. “I love you. My Ari.”

She stroked his wet hair, tangling her fingers through the silken strands. “I love you too. My beast.”

Exhausted and spent, she rested her forehead against his broad shoulder, hearing their mingled ragged breaths echoing through the cavern. Inside her, his penis still pulsed out hot semen, sending little aftershocks of pleasure rippling through her vagina.

Finally, he ceased ejaculating. Holding her in his arms, Kyle waded over to the shore and collapsed backward on the moss, pulling her atop him.

“Wow.” Arianna shook her head, wet strands of hair flying. “That was incredible.”

“The cave amplifies sensation and everything natural, including sex. Life has been born here.”

“Babies?” She rested her cheek against his warm, wet chest as he stroked her head.

“Hope,” he told her solemnly. “Hope for all those who’d lost the desire to live, including a 12-year-old hybrid Lupine who thought death was the only way to end all the pain.”

A few minutes later, they untangled their limbs and then found strength enough to explore their surroundings. The wide mossy bank led to alcoves in the rock wall. One alcove held a small room, complete with a bed, table and chairs. A basket of fruit sat on the table, along with a polite note inviting any visitors to help themselves.

Outside this room was a small rock ledge jutting over the pool. They sat, dangling their feet over the edge. Kyle munched on a bright green apple while she ate a pear, juice so sweet it exploded in her mouth.

“The water has healing properties, and restorative ones.” Kyle tossed the core into the water.

“Litterbug.” She craned her neck and watched as the apple core bobbed, caught on an invisible current, out of the cave and into the stream. It rolled up onto the shore just outside the cave and immediately a flowering tree sprang up. Arianna stared in shock.

“Everything here is natural and returns to the earth.”

“If you eat a dozen of those does that mean you’ll grow an orchard inside your stomach?” She threw her pear core into the water and shot him a suspicious look. “Or you piss out apple juice?”

Kyle laughed. He brought his forehead against hers, cupping her face. “My Ari, how I adore you. You’re the only one who ever brought light into my life. Thank you.”

They were still naked. Cool air brushed over her nipples, making them tingle as she stood and walked over to the mossy bank. Arianna glanced over her shoulder, flinging her long blond hair back in a seductive move.

She, who shied away from enticing males, was now trying to seduce Kyle. He stood, his big body tensed, his penis rising from its nest of dark hair.

And then suddenly he transformed into a Satyr. But this time she did not fear the beast, for she knew the beast loved her. Kyle advanced, his expression ruthless. He pointed to the ground.

“Get on your hands and knees, your sweet ass facing me.”

T
HE BEAST HAD
been released. He wanted her.

But this time, she felt no fear. Arianna got on all fours, her stomach knotting with tension and excitement. Never had she felt this exposed, nor this vulnerable. Soft blue light flickered in the cavern as she glanced over her shoulder. Kyle stood behind her, staring at her ass.

Hunger filled his gaze. From its nest of thick, dark hair, his long penis grew thicker and longer. She saw the pronounced bump. The G-spot stimulator.

Her core grew wet and open, wanting.

Staring straight ahead at the pool, she tightened her body and the air moved as he dropped to his knees behind her. Kyle gently parted the cheeks of her butt.

Shocked, she felt his hot, wet tongue part and delve between them. He licked between her ass cheeks, slowly, each drag of his tongue creating shivers of pleasure.

Then he parted her labia and started lapping at her soaked core, his tongue creating fire between her legs. Grunting, he stood. She dared to sneak a peek over her shoulder and saw him in full Satyr form.

Bone white horns grew from his skull. His eyes were darkest amber and a thick pelt covered his haunches. His penis was impossibly long and thick. He pressed against her soaked folds and shoved hard, grunting with satisfaction as he slid deep inside.

Her swollen cunt eagerly caressed the intruder, encircling his thick cock.

Arianna pushed back, impatient for more. With a low grunt, Kyle began to hammer hard inside her. His enormous shaft throbbed inside her tight channel, binding them together in the flesh.

As he plunged deep inside, stretching her fully, shudders of erotic pleasure shot through her. Arianna closed her eyes and pushed back against every delicious surge. With an animalistic growl, Kyle dug his lean fingers into her rounded hips, drawing her closer as he pounded hard into her.

Their flesh slapped together wetly. Arianna’s breasts bounced with the movement, and then she felt him reach around and cup a breast, thumbing her turgid nipple.

She cried out as his hand dropped lower and began toying with her clit, as his penis rubbed seductively against her G spot. Each surge and withdrawal brought her higher and higher. His thick animal pelt rubbed against her soft, sensitive thighs and slightly abraded her ass cheeks. With each relentless slide of his penis, she arched her ass upward, eager for more. The position made her feel empowered. She was the one giving this male erotic pleasure.

She was the one who accepted him fully.

Kyle growled. She felt his engorged penis swell as an odd roundness pressed against her wet, sensitive tissues. And then the protrusion thickened, rubbing enticingly against nerve endings enriched with blood. The small bump in his penis pressed against her sensitive G spot.

Awash in sensual pleasure, Arianna cried out. Kyle gave one last powerful thrust and the sweet tension in her loins exploded. Kyle grunted and then shouted her name, his fingers digging into her hips as he convulsed behind her, sealing his seed as he ejaculated.

For a few minutes, his big body shuddered behind her, as his penis continued to pump hot semen deep inside her.

When she fell exhausted to the bed, he gently rolled them over to the side, still knotted deep within her. Kyle stroked her damp hair, sweat beading on his forehead.

“I never imagined it would be like this,” she gasped.

He sighed deeply, drawing air into his lungs. “I dreamed of doing this to you as a Satyr, making you mine.”

For several long moments they lay tighter. Arianna felt bereft as he slowly withdrew, his penis leaving her with a slight sucking sound. Kyle gathered her into his arms. They lay together in the cave, listening to their mingled breaths and the pounding of their rapidly beating hearts.

Minutes later, he assumed his normal Skin form. Kyle sat up and stretched, staring at the outside of the cavern.

“Run with me,” he said thickly. “Run with me in the enchanted land.”

Arianna peered at the rich, fertile lands outside the cavern. “Are we allowed?”

“Not in this form, not without Tristan’s powerful magick. But we can go there as wolves. Come, Arianna. Feel the wildness, the freedom calling to you.”

He waded into the pool and began to swim. Halfway across, his body shifted into a large gray timber wolf, paddling in the water to the stream outside. The wolf clambered up the bank and shook its massive body, then howled. He looked into the cave.