"I like them well enough," he says, turning his head skyward and closing his eyes before wrapping that tail of his around my thigh. I'm coming to enjoy the possessiveness of that damn tail. "I like them even more now that I know they make you hold me like this."
I huff and swat at his stupid, sexy abs. He doesn't even flinch. Of course. He does laugh though, and I peek up at him from my shelter under his wing. His head is still tilted upward and he's utterly soaked already, his dark hair dripping, and those droplets racing down his neck, his chest, his stomach. He looks like a model from one of those fancy fragrance commercials who mysteriously emerges from a waterfall or something. "Maybe the rain isn't so bad," I mumble to myself, tracking one particular droplet of water as it journeys between his hard pecs and then in the bumps and valleys of his stomach muscles before it meets the band of his loincloth. When I look back up, Rynn is staring at me with a fierce fire behind his eyes that almost takes my breath away. His hair is utterly soaked, the sopping strands now falling forward. It's positively criminal that he looks so good and not at all like a drowned rat.
"I will shelter you from all that you fear, my Zahreenah," he tells me earnestly. "And give only pleasure and joy."
I huddle closer to his big body, my lip twitching into a smile that I bury into his slowly twinkling skin. I know he means every word he says. And I... I believe him. How can I not? How can I deny the way he makes me feel? Or the sincerity in his words? I'm about to tell him just that; that I know he'll protect me and I feel safe with him. My body, and my heart. But the big guy doesn't give me a chance. He hauls me into his arms, lifting me so effortlessly and gracefully, I feel a little stupid when I yelp and flail initially. My arms find their way around his neck and my legs wrap around his waist and Rynn just... holds me there, one huge hand cupping my ass, and the other supporting my back. The rain is getting me now, too, and it's not as bad as I thought it might be - not quite like a hot shower, and not like the freezing rain I'm used to back home. Somewhere in the middle.
His intense turquoise gaze burns into me and then drops to my lips. "I would like mouth-on-mouth-kissing now, my mate," he growls, the tail that slipped free from around my thigh when he lifted me, now lashing wildly behind him.
"In the rain?" I ask, a little breathlessly.
Rynn nods, eyes caught on my mouth as he leans forward. "And then, I would like some mouth-on-cunt-kissing."
He doesn't even allow me my gasp, instead swallowing it when his mouth claims mine fiercely as he clutches me tighter to his hard, muscled body. Something about the rain beating down on both of us intensifies the kiss until I feel positively dizzy with Rynn's possession of my mouth. His kiss this time is utterly feral and I am not mad about it one bit. If he set me on my feet now, I'm sure I'd be as wobbly as a newborn deer.
Rynn doesn't set me on my feet though. In fact, it seems like that's the last thing he wants to do as he turns with me in his arms, never breaking our kiss while he strides forward a few paces, and then, my back meets with something smooth, cool, and wet. I gasp into his mouth. Rynn's pushing me up against his temple like it's nothing and thoroughly -thoroughly- continues to make out with me as though his life depends on it. It's notmydeity behind these walls, and I'm still kind of suspicious of the whole thing, but surely this is sacrilegious? "The temple?" is all I manage to squeak out between kisses, Rynn's hands doing a fine job of distracting me as he cups and squeezes both my butt and my breast at once while his hips still pin me in place.
"Let the Goddesses see how I relish my gift," he growls into the hinge of my jaw, nipping me lightly and sending little zings of pleasure down my spine. "Let them see how grateful I am." His mouth moves lower and all I can do is clutch at his wet hair and moan.Fuck!This man has a wonderful mouth. Suddenly, his hands hook under my thighs and he lifts me higher against the smooth, curved wall at my back. I let out a little squeal of surprise and flail for something to hold onto while Rynn guides my legs over his powerful shoulders, both his hands cradling my ass. He notices my unsteadiness and stretches both wings skyward so at least I have something to grip. And now, I'm sheltered from the rain once more, the shade his dark wings cast making those glowing lights on his feathers seem celestial again. "Letyousee too," Rynn mutters into my flesh. "Let you see how I take care of you, my little-light."
All around me, the rain still beats down upon the temple walls and I'm still completely soaked through. But I don't care. Not when I'm with Rynn. Still, I have to ask. "Won't the Goddesses be..." my breath hitches as he nuzzles my mound over my wet sleep shorts. "...mmh... won't they be offended? Us doing this?"
Rynn’s eyes meet mine, a confused look on his face. "Offended?" he huffs. "How could anyone be offended by cunt-kissing? You have only taught me of it recently and already I know it is the most sacred of acts." My head falls back with a breathy chuckle. This guy. "No," he says, mouthing at me, the heat from his breath and tongue seeping through my sleep shortsrightat the most delicious spot, making me whimper and want to grind against his attentions. "The Goddesses gave you to me so that I may worship you like this, my mate. I am a capable male. I can take care of all your needs, my Zahreenah. You will see." With that, he snakes a hand up, pushes my sleep shorts aside, and groans as he takes a long lick with a hot, flat tongue.
All coherent thought flies from my mind.
"Oh, God!Rynn," I almost sob, gripping onto him tightly, his big dark wings still shielding me from most of the rain as he holds me up on his shoulders and feasts between my legs.
The whole time, Rynn's eyes only leave mine to flutter closed when it looks like he's caught up in his own bliss. I never knew a guy could get off so much on going down on his girl, but this one certainly does. And when one of his strong hands leaves my ass and I'm pretty sure the rhythmic movements of his shoulder indicate that he's jerking off while he eats me out - well, it only confirms my suspicions. Also, I findthatidea so incredibly hot that I come quick and damn hard not long after I figure out what he's doing.
I'm still panting, utterly soaked from the rain, and utterly rung out from an incredible orgasm when my Rynn murmurs a quiet "take me with you when you go, my mate," into the inside of my thigh.
Rynn nuzzles me again and my hand absentmindedly lowers to twine my fingers into his wet hair, the rain beating down on my hand as I do. But, then his words sink in. "Rynn," I ask, giving his hair a little tug for him to look at me. Through the small gap between his wings, I can see his tail flicking wildly behind him. "What are you talking about?" I say when his bright turquoise eyes find mine. I cup his face and he leans into the touch. "I'm not going anywhere, baby."
His jaw clenches beneath my touch. "You do not have to lie to me, Zahreenah. I will not clip your wings if you wish to fly, butplease... let me come with you."
I don't know what the hell he's talking about and it must show on my face.
"You and Ah-lanah," he says, elaborating. "You told the one called Bea that you would ask the stars for help. That someone would come and take you from Trixikka lands to deliver you back to your home."
A knot forms in my throat. He thought I was leaving him? "No,no. We're not doing that." Reaching down, I cradle his handsome face in both my hands, kind of wishing I didn't have my legs wrapped around his head right now. "Put me down?" I ask so that we can have a proper talk.
Rynn only shakes his head, his skin-stars shimmering furiously at his temples. "No."
"No?"
"No."
I make a huffing noise and teasingly kick my heel into his back between his wings. "Put me down," I try again. Just when I think he's about to comply, Rynn only unwraps my legs from around his head and lets me slip down his body some of the way, so that we are now face-to-face. It's better, but he's still got me pinned. NowI'mshaking my head. "Ridiculous man," I gently chide. I can feel a big grin threatening my lips though. Stroking his cheek, I think about what he said. "You... would come with me? If I wanted to go? If I found a way to go back to Earth?" Rynn nods, his intense gaze taking my breath away. "But... your tribe..."
"They will find a new High Spear," he shrugs. "They would be fine and I would miss them. But now I know what it is to have you, my Zahreenah - I fear I would be a broken male should you be taken from me."
Broken? My heart gives a lurch. I feel like I might be broken without him too. The rain still hammers down on the Temple and I watch the droplets dribble down the tanned skin at the side of Rynn's neck as he swallows thickly. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise you."
Watching as his eyes flutter closed, his head bowing forward to rest gently on mine, Rynn lets out a breath of relief. "This is good," he says after a long while of nothing but our embrace and the rain around us. He opens his eyes again, a spark returning to them even if rainwater drips from his lashes. "I have never flown as high as the stars and I do not know what creatures are out there I will need to defend you from."
From what I've learned - a lot.
"Would you really leave your tribe for me?" I ask. I have to. I've never hadanyonein my life have anything close to this sort of devotion for me.
