“Are you okay?” Thylas asks, calling my attention back to him, and I run my hand along the ridges of his back as I nod softly.
“Yes.” I wrap my legs fully around him again, grinding against him. “I want this, I want you,” I tell him again. He kisses my hairline, down my forehead and then the tip of my nose.
“As you wish,Nohæ.”
Thylas leans down, running quick kisses between my breasts before his tongue flicks my erect nipple and tingles pulse through me. He grasps my other breast roughly before his eyes stare back into mine. He never looks away as his thrusts get quicker and my moans get louder. Those outside must hear me, but I don’t care, the pleasure is too much and I tremble beneath his touch. I feel myself begin to tighten around him, seeking my climax and I push against him wanting him deeper.
Ereon’s breaths from the corner of the tent unite with ours becoming the music for this Goddess-blessed night. Looking at Ereon, his deep brown eyes take in everything happening before him. His hips flex forward as his hand roughly slides back and forth against his long length. He winks at me as he increases his pace. Thylas kisses my chest, my neck, everything turning into a blur as I let my fingers leave my own marks across his marred skin. I turn back to Thylas as he lifts his head to meet my gaze. I move the inky strands from his face again, cupping his cheek with my palm and kiss him deeply. He sucks on my bottom lip and my legs pull him tighter against me. If all I have is one night, then I will enjoy it enough for a lifetime.
He smiles down at me and slowly glides himself out of me before pushing into me again deeply. “Come for me, baby girl,”his voice is gravely and the command in his words has me withering as he continues his strokes.
The pressure builds deep inside me, begging to be released. My moans become screams as they mix with my tears, all from a happiness and a pleasure I've never felt before. I have so many emotions all at once and I can’t contain them anymore. I grab the back of his neck, pulling him down onto me as his hips push into me once more and I do as he requested.
He finds his own release as he grunts into my neck, pulling my hips impossibly closer to him. My legs tremble from the after effects, and while the soreness is there – the pleasure is what Ifeel the most. Our breaths are heavy against each other. Ereon’s groans fill the air. His eyes sweeping me from head to where Thylas and I are still connected and back. He grips the chair with one hand as he holds himself up. His hand pumps two more times before he growls his own climax.
Thylas nuzzles my neck and kisses the three freckles there before slowly pulling out of me and laying beside me. He pulls me into the side of his body and I lay my head on his chest. His heart beats erratically as he tries to calm down. He kisses the top of my head and rubs my shoulder softly with his rough fingertips. I lie here in bliss amazed at what just happened, until I remember the dancing currents between us. I don't have just one twin drop ... I have two.
thirty-five
CARNAXA
I'm still wrapped in Thylas' arms as the sleep leaves my eyes, the sunlight slowly leaking into the tent. Last night was not how I had expected things to happen. When I was younger though, I always knew Thylas was to be my first. I wanted him to be. Thylas holds me closer pulling me into him, his warmth wrapping around me as I trace my fingers along his cheek. A soft snore from the corner of the tent reveals Ereon stayed like he said he would. In the haze of memories from last night,I remember him coming over and pulling a blanket over me, Thylas already asleep beside me. He kissed my hairline and returned to the corner of the tent, falling asleep in the chair.
Heat instantly flames my cheeks as I remember how Ereon's kiss felt. That wasn't the Ereon I would have expected a few short moon cycles ago. He was cold and rude, and while at times he still is. Last night, I watched his eyes. I saw the currents connecting us, and I see now, why his walls slip around me. I saw the longing in his eyes that matched what I felt, and I wanted more from him. I still do. I know he's hiding things, I've known it for a long time. He has already hinted he has someone waiting for him in Shaston. Sadness takes hold of me for a moment, I'll be breaking someone else's heart, but maybe Shaston has a way we can make aShæwi Kokianyway. I've never heard of such a thing in their kingdom, but times are changing. I can't let the gift of him letting Thylas and I have our night not be repaid. He didn't have to let us have that moment, but he did. He knows what it's like to love someone you can't have.
Ereon groans again, shifting in the chair and I roll over softly still wrapped in Thylas' embrace. I know what the ebb and flow of our currents meant last night, but I'm not ready. Everyone dreams of finding their drop, I always did, but now… everything is different. I thought finding my drop would mean finding my happiness, but now that's not the case. Now it's a complication. Why would the Goddess bestow me with two? Two on opposite sides of conflict; two who until recently, couldn't even be in the same room with each other. I know a twin drop can be denied, and that's what I'll do as soon as I get to Shaston. I’ll perform theNeni,the ceremony to deny a drop, to provide closure to the individuals involved in the hopes that everyone can move forward in their lives. It’s usually done only in agreement, but I don’t have a choice. I don't want to have my allegiances swayed. I need to keep my eyes set on saving my kingdom.
I run my hand over my face, sighing softly. I am here, still covered in sweat and sex, and my people are dying. My father is secluded and yet here I am, euphoric and confused. The deluc could quickly take my father and then it would be Ereon's father who rules my kingdom. Something I do not want. Something I hoped could be avoided until Ereon is king.
“I can hear your thoughts from here, Princess.”
Thylas tightens his hold around me, kissing my neck softly. “Her thoughts are always loud.”
So much for hoping I wouldn't wake them. I push back into Thylas and shut my eyes. Maybe I can ignore the real world for a few more moments and live here in this bed. I could be happy here. I could just stay and dream.
Ereon stands up, stretching tall and it's then I notice he's not wearing his shirt. His body is riddled with scars, more than even Thylas wears across his back. They mare him everywhere that can be hidden from sight. I study him ... burns, perhaps? From here the scars along his ribs look like constellations across his warm ivory skin.
He catches me looking before grabbing his tunic and throwing it on. Someone outside scrapes the canvas of the tent and Thylas' hand tightens around me, his face nuzzling into the back of my neck. Ereon walks to the opening, turning his back to hide the bed and those who lie in it, only opening it enough to be seen himself.
“What?”
“Prince Ereon, we've heard from a scout. Thekhindseem to have retreated to their caves now, and your father is getting anxious about the lack of our arrival since we have not sent him a message since —”
“I know when I last sent a message, we will arrive when we arrive. Things changed as we traveled. Gather the men and get everything prepared. We will leave soon.”
He lets the fabric fall back into place. His eyes lazily dance over me. Thylas runs his hand down my body and breathes in deeply. We know when we leave this tent, everything must change. I hope neither of them realized what I saw last night. I am not sure how either of them would feel knowing what I know. The question still remains as to why Ereon would allow this. For Thylas and me to have to have such an intimate experience when I am betrothed to him. Even when he knew I wanted him, I am the one who brought him to us. I wanted him here, with us. I wanted to be entangled between them, but he didn't.
Ereon leans down and kisses my forehead. “We have to go.”
I nod my head as Thylas pushes up and pulls me to him. His lips crash into mine. I wrap my hands one more time in his inky strands and breath in his scent. Breaking the kiss, he kisses my nose before whispering, “This can't be the last time I have you,Nohæ. But it is … for now.” Getting out of bed, he stands trying to find his own clothing, leaving me feeling cold without his body heat encircling me.
Ereon stands at the door, fully dressed with his swords attached to his back. Thylas and Ereon share a glance between them. “I'll be outside. Hurry it up Captain, but I'll give you a few moments.” He fixes his features as he resumes the facade of the cold prince everyone expects, and leaves.
Instantly, Thylas kneels beside the bed pushing hair from my face, leaning his forehead to mine. “Are you okay, Naxa?”
“I think so ... I'm sore.” I glance down and he leans back, a smile tugging on his lips.
“Yeah, that's expected.” He licks his lips. “I didn't mean for it to have worked out like this. When I dreamed of this. I always expected it to be just us.”
