Touch of the Fire God [Scions of the Ankh 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) (11 page)

Rene shook her head. “No, I don’t remember a god named Ralabos.” There! Finally! A flaw in his crazy reasoning that made the whole story fall apart. He was crazy after all.

“They never knew my full name.” He let the statement sink into her denial-soaked brain.

Finally she met his eyes, and to bring the matter home, he idly lifted a hand, lazily letting small flames burn from each fingertip. “Do you know me now?” he asked softly.

Rene felt her throat was going to constrict as she watched the flames. Oh yes, she knew him now.

“You were known as the Sun God, Ra,” she finally choked out, her eyes riveted on his hand. He sat up, letting the flames extinguish as quickly as they had appeared.

After that Rene had no idea how he was at her side, for she only blinked. He knelt down in front of her, and his gray eyes bore into hers, making her believe the astonishing news.

“And you, beautiful one, were known as Selkis, the Scorpion Goddess, healer and protector, and my wife.”

Ralabos watched her closely. He had inundated her with a lot of information. Time was of the essence, and he no longer had the luxury of gradually manifesting her metamorphosis.

While Seth was no longer a threat to the rest of them, due to the antidote Thoth had found, Rene was still quite vulnerable.

He watched her eyes go round and huge in disbelief and denial. She fought to stay conscious, the load of information threatening to overwhelm her analytical mind. But he wouldn’t allow it. He pressed his forehead to hers and drew her into the dreamscape that really wasn’t a dream at all ...

“What have you done?” she asked, looking around, knowing she was no longer where she thought she was.

“I’ve brought you here. This was our place, Rene. We spent a lot of time here. We made love here more than any other place.” He moved across the room, trying to get her to calm down, but at the same time, he needed to let her know he wasn’t going anywhere soon.

“I know this place,” Rene whispered, turning about. Gazing at the fine painted ceilings and the huge live plants that were dotted throughout the room, it felt familiar to her. A cat with a shiny white coat slowly made its way toward her, softly mewing and rubbing its head against her ankles.

“I know you, furball.” She laughed, bending to stroke the cat. “You’re Kyba. My, you must be thousands of years old,” she cooed, making the feline purr even louder.

Ralabos smiled at the reunion. “Nothing here ages. Time stands still for us here. That’s why we came here so often. We made love for hours, days.” A soft breeze blew, carrying his words and wrapping them around her sensuously. “Trust in me, beloved. Give me a chance to prove my words.”

“I don’t know.” Rene faltered, standing now and looking warily at Ralabos.

“You loved nothing more than being loved by me.” He taunted her lightly by coming closer to her and was pleased when she did not back away. “This is why you could never give yourself to another. It was my touch you wanted. My touch you craved. I know what goes on in that beautiful mind of yours; you want me, but you are afraid of me.”

“I-I do want you, and it’s true that no one has ever made me feel as you, but that’s all. It’s all physical, Ralabos.” Rene caught the lie before she finished relaying it. She felt more for him than just physical attraction. But right now she wasn't going to explore it; things were too off-kilter.

“You know you lie as you say the words.” His tone changed, anger beginning to creep in. He stalked closer to her, closing the distance until she found herself meshed against his chest, his breathing slightly elevated as he, too, was affected by her.

“You deny me, deny us, because the human part of you is afraid. That human is but a small part of you. Let me help you remember us.”

Before she could protest, he savagely claimed her mouth. His tongue swept inside so fiercely she had to hold on to him as she kissed him back. He pulled her as close as their bodies could physically allow. He stroked her hair, her arms, and her hips as he kissed her deeply.

Rene’s mind swam with desire and confusion. This is what she wanted, and she knew it. But was he good for her? She felt his arrogance as he swept her mind. He intended to show her just how good he was for her.

With nothing but a thought, he stripped them of all their clothing. They both stood naked, staring into each other’s eyes. “Let me love you, my queen,” he pleaded softly to her while pulling her down to the sinfully soft pillow-like floor. “Let me love you,” he murmured again, stretching out alongside her, letting his erection rest against her hip.

He leaned over, sucking her nipple into his mouth. His mouth was so warm, so hot, and now she knew why. Heat coursed through her as he drew upon her nipple, making it into a hard peak over which he flicked his tongue slowly back and forth.

He drew her closer, laving the other breast equally, and all rational thought took a vacation from Rene’s mind as she enjoyed his touch.

She gasped as his fingers, long, strong, and warm, gently invaded her folds and teased her nub. He sent pulses of heat directly to her clitoris, causing Rene to push her hips into the air. Then he took his thumb and circled it, applying light pressure and heat. Rene’s whole vagina began to pulse and cream for him. He dipped his fingers inside, just enough to coat them, then pulled them out and brought the sweet nectar to his lips. He groaned at the taste of her, going back for more. She was so wet for him, Ralabos, no one else, and knowing this made him swell even more. He wanted to be inside of her, but not right now.

He dipped his finger further, letting it piston in and out slowly as she ground against him. “For me, beautiful one,” he whispered.

He leaned close to her ear and nibbled and licked, and all the while his fingers worked her into a fever. He added another finger and Rene accepted it, tightening around them. His cock began to leak onto her hip in anticipation.

Seconds later, her muscles gripped him tightly as an orgasm rocked her. Quickly he slid down and firmly held her body as she came violently.

Then, without warning, he slid his tongue inside her, thrusting it like a cock, and sending heat to parts of her body she didn’t know could come alive. Until now.

Rene grabbed his head and bucked against his mouth in a frenzied state. “Ra-la-bos!” she screamed, holding him in place while she came on his tongue. Ralabos greedily licked at her until finally the waves subsided and Rene breathed heavily and raggedly, her legs falling to either side in complete loss of muscle control.

“You’re not done, sweet,” Ralabos murmured against her glossy, pulsing lips. He brought himself flush to her, the head of his cock positioned, but at bay. He lowered his head to kiss her, letting her taste herself, letting her taste the sweetness he so enjoyed.

As he was about to enter her, she put her hands to his chest. “Wait,” she said. Ralabos looked down at her, disappointment on his features; he would not force her if she wasn’t ready. But to his surprise, she grabbed his long white braid and quickly undid it, fanning it out until it hung in beautiful waves about his shoulders and washed down onto her body.

“I’ve wanted it like this for a long time,” she whispered to him.

A huge grin split his face. “Anytime you wish it,” he said to her.

With one hand he reached between her legs, taking the slick nectar he found there and coating the head of his cock with it. He looked directly into her eyes as he slowly eased himself into her, his cock thick and swollen and filling her to the hilt.

Rene let out a small scream as the pain hit her.

“Shhh.” He soothed her. “The worst is over. From here forth I will only give you pleasure.” He rocked between her legs, sliding slowly in and out. Rene felt heat as he soothed the soreness from her loss of virginity. Soon there was no trace of pain or soreness, and Rene relaxed, letting Ralabos fuck her to his heart’s desire.

“Be careful what you think, love,” he rasped in between thrusts. “I only have so much control.”

Rene moaned an inarticulate reply, as she was lost in the sensations of his pounding and the way his hair enveloped her in its silkiness. Idly, she delved her hands into the strands and wrapped them around her fists.

Ralabos was the Sun God, the fire, and she was playing with it. She didn’t care; her body was alive for the first time and wanting only him. “Ride me hard as you like,” she purred to him, holding his hair like a pair of reins. She could almost literally hear his control snapping. The emerging vixen in her knew how she affected him, and she was purposefully driving him mad.

The very tightness of her chasm was milking him, making him spiral into a sensual storm that seemed intent on drowning him. He rutted in her and seemed to swell bigger and bigger, angling his cock so that it rubbed against her most sensitive area, whipping her into another orgasm.

She pulled his hair, bringing his face closer to hers; he swallowed her scream but never let up his pace as he fucked her. His penetration was complete, heavenly, and very deep.

Ralabos kept the mad rhythm, watching her breasts as they bounced from his thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him, locking him in the spot she liked best, and still he showed no signs of slowing down. She could feel the pulses of heat he sent into his cock, and they melted into her. She was practically gushing cream for him now, and she found herself winding up for another orgasm.

Then suddenly he roared, a deafening sound that only excited her, and she felt his seed stream in a hot torrent of waves inside her, then spilling out. She went over the edge until her slick walls squeezed every drop of cum out of his cock.

They both were breathing heavily now. He slid to one side, pulling her against him as he cradled her. A pillow somehow found its way under her head, she idly played with the silken white hair that lay across her breast.

“Is this place real?” Rene asked lazily.

“Very real.”

“I think I’ve lost my mind,” Rene said, idly twining the hair around her finger. “But right now I don’t care.” She snuggled closer to him, inhaling his warm male scent.

“You must come to accept this. Us. There is danger ...” But before he could finish, he heard the sound of light snoring.

He smiled to himself. She had picked up a human trait, but endearing all the same. Slowly the smile left his face as realization set in. She had only given him her body, not her heart. He had to gain her trust.

Also, they couldn’t stay here. While time stopped for them, it didn’t stop for Seth, and he was coming after her.

The war had cost his people much. Seth had killed many with his poison before Thoth had found an antidote.

Ralabos himself had killed in defense. Now there were few of his people left in this place, mostly lesser travelers without as much power, but still more powerful than the humans they lived among. Their weaker genes allowed them to procreate with the humans, preserving their race the best they could. But ones such as Ralabos could only reproduce with others of similar power, and he wanted that with Rene.

He needed to reach the part of her that only he had ever gained access to. His time was short, the ramifications of failure everlasting.

He breathed deeply, loving the fact that his scent was all over her. She was his. She would always be his, and if he lost her, he would end his long existence.

* * * *

For the first time in a long time, Rene woke to the normal rhythm of her heart. No pounding heartbeats and sweat pouring like a morning shower. Night had fallen and obviously Ralabos had taken them back to the mansion. Her room. She sat up and looked around, disappointed that she was alone.

This, of course, was the time when the doubt began to settle in. Were the past events just dreams? The notion of beings from another world inhabiting Earth and being worshipped as gods suddenly seemed silly to her. Unlikely. Totally bananas. Was she really losing her mind? Suddenly a quick dash to Arizona seemed appropriate. Where there was order and where people were just people.

“Thinking of running again?” he drawled, suddenly lying next to her in the bed.

“Ralabos,” she said breathily, caught completely unaware and still not used to the fact that people could just appear out of nowhere. “You scared me.”

“Perhaps you should allow me in your company more often. Then it won’t be so unsettling for you,” he suggested, leering playfully at her.

“No can do. With you around, I won’t get anything done. I still need to speak to Jonathan about Franklin.”

“This is true. I believe he has something to tell you.” There was that look on Ralabos’s face that suggested she was not going to enjoy the conversation.

“Will you give me a hint?”

“No. But meanwhile, there is dinner waiting for you. I’ll sit with you while you dine.”

“What about you? Did you already eat?” Rene shyly pulled the sheets around her, attempting to cover as much of her body as possible while trying to make it to the bathroom with some dignity. When Ralabos didn’t answer, she turned to find him frowning at her.

“What now?”

“Why are you hiding from me?”

“I’m not hiding, per se. Just—um, I’m not comfortable being naked in front of anyone. I know that’s messed up considering I’m a doctor, but up until last night, my nudity was my own.”