It was still in the cavern as she began to cum.She pulled away from their kiss, holding her breath, feeling familiar tingles begin to rise from between her legs.
Rixavox’s gaze narrowed in realization and he thrust his thick finger harder until her nipples tingled.
And then she was there…falling over the edge, her stomach muscles contracting in an erratic rhythm, feeling sharp, never-ending pleasure wash over body.
Between them, she felt the power of theRillirax.She physically felt that strange water move over her like a touch, increasing her pleasure, driving her up, up, up.Until she came crashing down.
It was so intense that for a moment, she though she’d blacked out.She heard a scream echo through the cavern and only belatedly did she realize it was her own.
And Rixavox never stopped, even when she grew sensitive.He pushed her until she came again and only after that did she babble and beg him to stop.
Finally, he released her and she fell against his chest, limp and panting, shuddering with the last touches of pleasure stinging her body.
Cecelia felt a soft calmness, a happiness, as she pulled back to look at him.In awe, she traced her fingers down his cheek, over his lips, down his chest.
His chest rumbled, but they didn’t speak.They didn’t need to speak after something like that.
So, instead, she leaned forward, kissing the lips that were becoming more and more familiar to her.And there, as the feelings she’d begun to fear grew further and further, she realized they didn’t frighten her anymore.
In theRillirax, with Rixavox, she felt strong.She felt like she was the woman she’d always needed to be.
So, when those feelings unfurled and blossomed, Cecelia let them.
EIGHTEEN
Cecelia was humming to herself, tracing the lines of a book she’d found in Rixavox’s study.Yes, she pleaded guilty to snooping around, like any woman in her right, curious mind would do.But what else was she supposed to do while he was away doing his Ambassador duties?
It was mid-afternoon, she guessed, and she’d been floating on a cloud since last night.She’d turned into one of those sappy people that couldn’t wipe the smile off their face and she liked it.
Her heart gave a little jolt and she straightened in the lounge area of the fire pit when she heard a hovercraft landing out on the patio.Rixavox had just left an hour ago after bringing her a meal and they’d spent most of the time he had to spare making out among the cushions and groping each other through the layers of their clothes, like horny teenagers.Was he back so soon?
But it wasn’t Rixavox that came through the door.It was Levrix and the Luxirian female gave her a smile when she saw her.
“Oh, hi!” Cecelia exclaimed, surprised—and admittedly a little disappointed that it wasn’t Rixavox.But she shook that feeling off, chiding herself, since Levrix was taking the time out of her own busy day to visit.“I thought you wouldn’t be able to swing by today.”
“The bazaar is slow around this time,” Levrix explained in her heavily accented English.“I thought I would come see you.It is cold out so I brought you some more of the tea and a…alillavax.It is a special fruit, like a berry I think you would say.We do not get them often, but I wanted you to try.”
Cecelia smiled, making room for her on the cushioned lounge and moving her book to the side.“Thank you, that’s very kind.”
“What have you been doing?” Levrix asked, kneeling next to her before reaching into the folds of her dress.She pulled out the flask that looked like it was made from a kind of bone and then a small, hardened object, no bigger than Cecelia’s thumbnail.Her blue eyes alighted on the heavy tome next to her and commented, “That is a book of the ancient times.”
Levrix passed her the flask of licorice-flavored tea that warmed her insides as she sipped from it.She told her, “I like looking at the writing, even if I have no idea how to make sense of it.”
“This next span, I will have more time to spare,” Levrix told her.“I will read you a section, yes?”
“I’d like that,” Cecelia said, smiling, “very much.”
“For now, come and try thislillavax,” Levrix ordered.She placed the small fruit in the center of Cecelia’s palm.It looked black at first, like a shriveled, rotten blackberry, but on closer inspection, she saw it was actually a deep purple.“Squeeze until it pops and you suck the juice.It is very good.”
Cecelia chuckled at her instructions, but did as she said.The hard berry popped with some pressure and a thick jelly oozed from the crushed skin.She wrinkled her nose but after an encouraging look from Levrix, Cecelia took a deep breath and tasted the fruit.
“Oh,” she said, eyes wide.“It tastes like cinnamon.Like very spicy cinnamon.”
“And you like this cinnamon?” Levrix asked.
“Yes,” Cecelia said, licking up the remnants.“I do.Thank you.It’s nice not to have meat all the time.”
“One span, have Rixavox bring you to the meal hall.We have more variety there and we take great pride in our northern foods.We have some of the best dishes in all of Luxiria,” she boasted.
