Terran Times 18 - Emerald Envisage

by Viola Grace

  “I stepped on some glass,” she explained, slightly embarrassed she had been stupid enough to walk around an alley with no shoes on.

  “Let’s go back to my place. It’s close by and I can bandage you there.” Before she could argue, he scooped her up in his arms and started to carry her, cradling her gently to him. He was even considerate enough to stop and bend over so she could pick up her discarded heels.

  “Do you think more of the Red Ones will come back?” she asked, nuzzling into his chest.

  “Red Ones?” There was a hint of amusement in his voice. “I didn’t realize we just fought a group of communists.”

  She felt a warm flush build up on her cheeks. “That’s what we call them because of the color of their eyes.”

  “We? As in your brothers and sisters?”

  She kept her face hidden so her expressions wouldn’t betray her. He was walking down the sidewalk that lined Main Street and she was sure they were beginning to attract attention, but he didn’t seem to care. “I never told you I had family. What made you think that?”

  “I heard the Fire Elf inquire about them. That’s what those things are really called.”

  Unable to stop her curiosity, which had got her in this mess in the first place, she asked, “Why are they called that?”

  “Their element is fire, although you usually don’t see them out and about much. They crave heat so they live in the desert,” he replied simply, shifting her in his arms to get a better grip. “There are four different types of elves. The Fire Elves are one, which you seem to know quite well. Then there are the Water Elves, which your blue eyes tell me you are. I am an Earth Elf, we live in forests and jungles.”

  “And you all have green eyes,” she finished, catching on. Some things were beginning to make sense. “What is the fourth one?”

  “Air, they live in the skies and are rarely seen.”

  “So they’re snobby elves then?”

  “Very, they never let us eat at their lunch table,” he teased before giving her another scorching kiss.

  She returned it eagerly, all the while processing what he’d told her. In her family, some of them had blue eyes, while others had green. So did that mean they were mixed? When he pulled back, she asked, “Is it common for different types of elves to become life mates?”

  “It’s frowned upon,” he admitted.

  “Then why are you taking me home?”

  “I was never good at following the rules.”

  Korin rested her cheek against Hunter’s chest, savoring the feel of him. She could have stayed like this forever, in his arms, swaying gently as he walked, the sounds of the occasional car swishing by as the summer sun warmed her.

  “So about your brothers and sisters?” he reminded her.

  “Do you have any family?” She had always been taught to answer a question with a question so she didn’t give too much away.

  He pinned her with a knowing look and she squirmed a bit. “I have one brother, Devin. We have been living away from the rest of our kind for a few years now.”

  “Why?”

  “Like I said, I’m not good at following the rules and neither is Devin.”

  Wow, not only was Hunter dark, handsome and mysterious, but it seemed like he was a bad boy, too. Could he get any better? “What did you do?”

  A small chuckle rumbled in his chest. “For someone who doesn’t answer questions, you sure like to ask them. We helped a fairy who was in trouble. Since elves and fairies have never got along, we were exiled for it.”

  “That seems a bit harsh.” She pulled back so she could see if he was kidding her. His dark expression convinced her he wasn’t.

  “The feud goes back several centuries. That’s a lot of time to build up strong feelings.”

  Her heart broke for him. She knew how it was to have to live in a world you really didn’t belong to. “I’m sorry.”

  “I’m not, if I was still living with them, I wouldn’t have been at that store today and I never would have met you.”

  Okay, so he could get better. Maybe she was being a fool and falling for some lame pickup line, but she couldn’t wait to get to his place and it wasn’t so he could doctor her foot either. She started to nibble on his throat, alternating between sucking and soft bites, knowing she was going to leave an impressive hickey behind. So intent on what she was doing, she didn’t realize they had arrived until he opened the door and walked into an apartment.

  There were heavy shades on the window so it was dark inside. Shifting her in his arms, he reached down and snapped on a lamp. The apartment was small, but clean. A worn couch was against the wall along with a scuffed coffee table and big screen TV. He bypassed the living room, instead taking her to a bedroom even more sparsely decorated. It just had a king size bed with a dark green comforter on it, in the center and one dresser off to the side. He put her gently down on the bed and went to his knees so he could look at her foot.

  “It’s all right, the bleeding has already stopped,” she felt compelled to say.

  “Elves are fast healers. I still need to get a better look at the injury though. When you grabbed for your dagger, I noticed you were wearing stockings and a garter belt,” his voice sounded strained.

  Her heart started to do a fast fluttering beat. “Yes, do you want me to take them off so you can look at my owie better?”

  He gave a slight shake of his head. “Let me do it for you. Please.”

  His hands trembled as he caressed his way up her thigh and, when his fingers reached the top of her stockings and touched the tender area where silk met flesh, Korin had to bite her bottom lip to hold back a whimper. She waited for him to go higher, to touch her aching core, but he didn’t. Instead, he unfastened her stocking and slowly peeled it down. The look in his eyes as he revealed her skin was one of worship and she had never felt so desirable in her life.

  Taking the stocking off, he tossed it to the side and held her foot up for inspection. “See,” she tried to sound flippant, but her voice came out as a throaty whisper. “All better.”

  “I hate that you felt pain even for one second,” he murmured before he kissed the arch of her foot. He kept his mouth on her as he made his way up her ankle, her calf, her knee and then the inside of her thigh, working a wicked magic with his tongue, teeth and lips.

  Throwing her head back, she threaded her fingers through his soft hair. “Hunter, please.”

  He paused at the top of her thigh, so close to her panties that he could have taken them off with his teeth if he wanted to. “Please, what?”

  When he nipped at her tender flesh, she bit back a sob. “I don’t know. Just, please.”

  Full lips pulled up into a lopsided smile before he turned his attention to her other stocking. When he got to the dagger that was still strapped to her thigh, he pulled back in surprise. He stared at it for a moment before redirecting his gaze to her eyes. “Where did you get this dagger?”

  “It was my father’s,” she revealed before she could censor herself. She barely noticed the slip, so intent was she on getting the subject over with so his mouth would get back on her.

  “But your eyes are blue and this dagger has a green hilt.”

  With a growl, she unbuckled the holster that held the weapon and tossed both items to the side. “We can talk about that later. Right now I need you to focus on other things.”

  Ignoring her, he sat back on his haunches and ran a hand through his hair. “But it has the royal—”

  She stood up and cut him off by putting two fingers on his lips. “Later.” With a steadying breath, she started to slowly unbutton her shirt.

  His eyes darkened with desire. “Later,” he repeated thickly.

  Korin slipped the top off and threw it to the side, then started to work on her skirt next. His teeth clenched together as she did a shimmy to drop it to the floor. After kicking it away, she pointed at her remaining stocking. “Now, where were we?”

  His heated gaze traveled to h
er cream-colored lace bra, to her matching thong and garter belt. It was as if he was actually touching her, so intense was his gaze. She could feel herself get wetter as shivers of desire danced down her spine. Going up on his knees so he was face level with her stomach, he started to undo her stocking. His breath was hot on her flesh and she arched forward in a silent plea. He answered it with slow kisses to her navel. Once he got the stocking off, his kisses traveled lower until his mouth was over her panties. He sucked in and the friction of the silk running over her eager clit was so intense that she let out a keening wail.

  “Take off your bra,” he commanded before he sucked again.

  With shaking hands, she obeyed him. Both of them were panting with desire now, the scent of woods grew stronger. Once her breasts were free, she resisted the urge to cross her arms over them and let him look his fill.

  “So beautiful,” he praised. “Touch them for me.” Suddenly bashful, she hesitated. “Please,” he begged, his gaze earnest.

  Timidly, she brought her hands up and started to massage the plump flesh.

  “That’s a girl,” he encouraged before he hooked his thumbs around the sides of her panties and garter belt, then pulled them down.

  She gasped as the cool air hit her most intimate part. Before she had a chance to feel self-conscious, his mouth was on her, his tongue making a slow, lazy swipe up her slit. With a low moan, she threw back her head and stumbled a bit, he wrapped one arm around her knees to steady her.

  He made another slow pass, this time pausing to spear his tongue inside her briefly before licking his way to circle her clit. Letting out a cry of pleasure, she pinched her nipples between her fingers. When she stumbled again, he ordered, “Lie down on the bed.”

  “Take off your shirt first,” she countered, still working her nipples. “I want to feel your skin touching mine.”

  A moan came from him as he pulled back and obeyed, slipping off his shirt to reveal a muscular, tan chest. “Now get on your back for me,” he commanded in a harsh voice.

  Moving slowly, she did as he ordered, sitting so they were face to face briefly, giving him a sensual kiss before she settled on her back.

  He parted her thighs so she was open and exposed to his view. “You’re so beautiful and you taste so good.” He slid one finger inside of her before bringing it out and licking it clean. “You taste like a warm summer’s rain.”

  Then he put his mouth on her again, this time devouring her like he was starved. With a scream of pleasure, she dug her heels into the mattress and lifted her hips up so he could get to her better. Strong hands cupped her ass and supported her as he worked her closer and closer to the edge. When she came, she shrieked out his name and he kept sucking, nipping and loving until she was limp with relief.

  Still in the glow of her orgasm, she was only vaguely aware that he was pulling away from her. She heard the rasp of a zipper, then the rustling of him pulling off his jeans. Crawling up her, he settled between her thighs and pressed his cock to her opening, but didn’t enter.

  “Tell me you want this, Korin.” His features were tight with need, but there was a tenderness to his gaze that tugged at her heart. “Tell me that you want this as much as I do.”

  For some reason, a tear slipped from her eye as she nodded her head. “I have never wanted anything more in my life. I know that we just met, but…” she paused, not knowing how to put what she was feeling into words. All she knew was at that moment a piece of her heart was given over to Hunter and she would never be complete without him.

  “It’s okay.” He kissed away the tear. “I feel the same way about you.”

  With a thrust of his hips, he entered her, his cock filling her completely. They both moaned as they became one, it was as if their souls connected at the same time. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him even closer to her, needing more.

  “You feel so good around me,” he crooned, before pulling back and thrusting into her again. “It’s never been like this.”

  “Hunter,” she moaned.

  “Say my name again. I love to hear your sweet voice calling it.”

  “Hunter. Hunter. Hunter.” Each word was punctuated as he thrust into her.

  His eyes were closed, his face one of bliss. Korin looked up, marveling at his rugged beauty. Somehow, he managed to be exotic, graceful and sensual without losing his warrior-like aura. Reaching up, she ran a finger over the tip of one of his ears, curious if he would get as aroused as she had when he’d caressed hers.

  He reacted as if she had stroked his cock, arching his back even as he continued to pound in her, a hiss coming from his mouth. Korin blinked in surprise. Even after her own earlier response, she hadn’t dreamed she’d get this much of a rise out of him. Urged on by his reaction, she started to stoke the area gently. She could feel the crest of another orgasm building up in her body, but she fought it. When she came this time, she wanted him to come with her. Still keeping one hand on his ear, she used to other to grab onto his ass. His breaths were coming out fast and hot and it tickled her throat.

  “I’m not going to last much longer,” he declared in a broken voice.

  Good, because she wasn’t going to either. “Then come for me, Hunter. Just make sure you call my name when you do it.” She dug her fingers deeper into his muscular butt cheek and urged him on.

  That was what he did, too. Throwing back his head, he gasped out her name as he released his seed inside her. Korin allowed herself to join him, her slick, sweaty body arching up against him. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as she buried one hand in his hair to hold him even closer.

  When the pleasure finally faded, she expected him to roll off her and go to sleep. But, instead he captured her mouth in another molten hot kiss. A moan came from low in her throat as his tongue melded with hers. She could taste herself on his lips and that made the sparks of desire in her body come alive again. After everything he had already given her, she thought that would have been impossible. What was even more surprising was she could feel him getting hard again inside of her. “You can’t possibly be ready again?” she gasped, once he let her lips go.

  “I’m immortal, my little Water Elf. That means I’m always ready.”

  When he pulled out of her, she let out a growl of frustration. “Why are you stopping then?”

  With a chuckle, her rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. “Who said anything about stopping? Turn over and get on your hands and knees for me. This time while I’m fucking you, I want to see that fine ass of yours.”

  Korin scrambled to obey him with a small whimper. Once she was in position, she waited, her body tense with expectation and desire. When she felt the velvet softness of his tongue on her rump, she jumped a mile. Hunter put a strong hand on the small of her back to hold her in place and continued to sweetly torture her. He licked his way up her body, going up the small of her back, traveling up her spine, before ending at the nape of her neck. Then he started to suck and bite her there, no doubt giving her a hickey to match the one that she’d given him earlier.

  When he made no move to enter her, she wiggled her hips against him. He’d already given her two orgasms, she was hungry for another one and she would die if he didn’t give it to her soon. Shifting his lips to her ear, he started to suck on the tip.

  “Oh sweet Goddess above,” she shrieked, seeing stars.

  “Nice, isn’t it?” He gave her a lick before sucking again.

  “Nice?” she echoed incredulously. “This feels almost as good as when you sucked on my…” She stopped unable to say the rest out loud, but he seemed to get the point because he reached down and rubbed her clit.

  “There? Is this what you were talking about?”

  “Yes,” she sobbed because he was sucking on her ear again and the twin areas of pleasure being teased together was almost more than she could bear. “Please, make love to me again.”

  He thrust into her so hard that she had to grab two fistfuls of bedding to keep u
pright. A scream tore from her throat as he drove into her, going so deep he buried himself to the hilt. Although he had yet to move again, another orgasm ripped through her body. She knew after being with Hunter, she would never be able to be with anyone else because there was no way anyone could compare to the passion they created together.

  Hunter started to pound into her fast and hard, showing he was out of control with passion, too. She tipped her rump up so he could go even deeper in her and thrust back to meet him halfway. Korin didn’t think it possible, but she could feel herself getting ready to come again.

  “You’re mine,” he declared hoarsely. “I’m never going to let you go.”

  Fine with her, she didn’t want to let him go either. She had no idea how her brothers were going to react to her bringing home a stray elf, but she never wanted to be without his touch. Leave it to her, the first male elf she’d seen besides her brothers and she had fallen instantly in love with him. She could almost hear her sisters mocking her already. Let them though, just so long as she got to go to bed with Hunter and wake up every morning in his arms.

  After a couple more stokes, another orgasm rocked through her. She could feel him tensing behind her as he came, too. Hot semen shot inside her willing body, the walls of her vagina tightened around his cock, milking every drop out of him. After it was over, he lowered his head and breathed heavily in her ear.

  After a few seconds, he whispered, “More.”

  A smile came to her lips as she felt him get hard again. “More,” she confirmed.

  * * * *

  It was dark outside by the time Korin had showered and got dressed into a green T-shirt and old pair of black sweat pants Hunter had found for her. Since they were his, they were baggy on her, but they were better than her own clothes that had blood on them from the battle. Running a hand through her wet hair, she looked in the mirror at herself. The image that met her was one of a female who had been thoroughly loved. Her lips were swollen and red from kissing and there were several love bites on her neck. With a small frown, she flipped her hair over her shoulder to hide the worst of them. The last thing she needed was her brothers to see them before she could explain the whole situation to them. All three of them were hotheads and they would piss kittens if their youngest sister came home with hickeys all over her.