"You fell in, too, huh?"
"Yeah."
"How?"
"It's a long story."
Jax looked to be as suspicious of his comrade as he was of me. "Adrien, you tell me you guys fell in a pond and I'll believe you but when I come back and her hair is all over the place and you're changing into clothes then..."
"We fell in a pond," Adrien insisted.
"This isn't like Comerville?"
"No."
"Or the time before that?"
"No."
"Or like last year?"
Adrien frowned. "What was last year?"
"The redhead."
"Oh, come on, Jax, you've got to allow me that one," Adrien pleaded. "She was..."
"We were waiting for you."
"She wasn't a Sudder."
"Would it have mattered to you if she was?" asked Jax.
Adrien shrugged. "Probably not. But we fell in a pond."
It took little time for the four of them, working together like a well-oiled machine, to strike the camp, leaving little trace they were ever there for their enemies to find.
"Let's move out."
We were back on the horses, me once again riding in front of Gage. Perhaps it was because I was more awake and less alarmed this time, but I found myself much more aware of his body behind me. There was a lot of Gage, his chest could be measured in acres, every one of them solid muscle. I felt as if I could count his abs as my back was pressed against them.
After a few hours, we emerged from the thicker part of the forest and moved into less dense vegetation.
"We just crossed the boundary of Sudder territory," said Jax conversationally. "This is no man's land between the lines, but in another half hour we'll be into Norren Land."
"Does that mean we're out of danger?"
"Were you safe in Sudder territory?" Jax shrugged. "We're safer. But there are Sudder raids all the time. The villages round here, at the boundaries, change hands four or five times a year. They make a business out of it."
"Plus, they'll be sending troops out looking for you," added Gage, grimly. "They don't spend twenty years raising a virgin just to have her stolen away from them."
"So you'll be safe," said Jax.
"Will I?" I was feeling a bit more confident talking to Jax now. "If the Sudders try to take me back and you can't stop them, then would you let them? Or would you kill me to make sure the sacrifice won't go ahead? Safe," I scoffed.
"Listen," Jax leveled his stern gaze right at me, "I can't guarantee you anything one way or the other, but one thing I will; if you're taken then I'm dead. That's my job. Killing little girls? Not my job. The Sudder don't take prisoners. We don't let them, because that's a fate worse than death. Maybe you're telling the truth about how little you know about your own people - I haven't made up my mind yet - but they're a bloodthirsty bunch."
I didn't back down. "Until you took me I never saw a soldier. It's not like Norrens are that peaceable."
"There's plenty of Sudder soldiers," Killian put in. "Thousands in the citadels to the east of your temple."
"And you think they'll come for me?" It seemed ridiculous. How could I matter that much?
"Either that or they risk angering the volcano, or, at best, losing its blessing," Killian shrugged. "Which would you pick?"
They laughed but there was a grimness to it. And I could not shake the feeling that there was something more that they were hiding from me.
As evening stretched toward night, we came upon a town where Jax said we would stay the night.
"Two rooms," said Jax to the innkeeper, "one without windows."
"Without windows?"
"Problem?"
"Not at all." The innkeeper led the way upstairs. "Just an odd request."
I was to have a room to myself - the one without windows, of course. The men were in the other room with one of them standing guard outside my door.
"Adrien, you take the door tonight," said Jax, and Adrien nodded, closing the door on me and locking it behind him.
With nothing else to wear, I got into bed still wearing my robe, rolled over and tried to focus on going to sleep. Which is a hard thing to focus on. You can want sleep too much. When you know you need to sleep, when you are actually trying to drop off - the more you think about it the harder it gets.
It didn't help that there were other things on the mind.
After awhile, I came to a decision. I got out of bed, went to the door and knocked. Adrien opened the door.
"What? You need the bathroom?"
"No. Can you come in a minute?"
Adrien looked down the hall, perhaps afraid one of the others might see him, perhaps afraid this was all a trick, but he came in, closing the door behind him.
"What?"
I sat on the edge of the bed. "Look. I know how tough you guys are, and I'm sure you'd give anyone chasing us a run for their money but... If the whole of the Sudder army wants me back then it seems an awful lot like they're going to get me back."
"Go on." He didn't tell me I was wrong.
"If I get recaptured then I'm back on the rim of a volcano, with my best friend, getting shoved in by the bitches who've made my life a living hell. That's not something I want."
"It's not what we want, either." There was more than mere self-interest to the way Adrien spoke.
"Well, then," I said, taking a deep breath, "there's one way around it. I want you to unvirgin me."
Chapter 8
Adrien stared at me for a moment before speaking. "Do you even know what you're asking?"
"No," I admitted. "Is it worse than being chucked into a volcano?"
"No," Adrien acknowledged. "Definitely not, in fact. What you're asking for... I'm assuming you've never heard the word 'sex'?"
"No."
"Being a virgin means you've never had sex."
"And if I knew what the word meant then that would be helpful."
Adrien smiled a wan smile. "Sex is the most intimate act between two human beings. It is how people express their love for each other in the most physical way. The merging of two souls and the purest pleasure a person can experience." He then gave a lopsided grin and shrugged. "Or it can be a bit of meaningless fun for a pair of total strangers up against a wall in a back alley."
"That doesn't really tell me much," I said. "Can we just get on with it?"
Adrien touched my cheek. "Aleah, your first time shouldn't be just sex. It should be special. You're a beautiful woman and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted but..."
"You understand that they will throw me into a volcano?"
He nodded. "Even so, you shouldn't give your virginity away like this to whoever happened to be standing outside the door."
But that wasn't what I was doing. "I don't know about any of that," I said. "All I know is that you're the first man who has ever showed me any kindness. The only man who has ever made me laugh or made me feel like I was special. I don't know anything about any of what you're talking about, but what I feel right now is like a fever inside me, and you're the only one I want to cure it."
On an instinct, I leaned towards him and Adrien was there to meet me. I felt his lips meet mine, a sensation that sent an electric thrill passing through me. His mouth opened and I copied him, only to feel his tongue slipping past my lips. It was a strange feeling at first but, again, my body responded and I answered his tongue with my own.
As we pulled apart, I could see the heat in his eyes as I'm sure he could see the need in mine.
"The others are going to kill me," Adrien muttered as he gently guided me down to the bed and began kissing me again. I wasn't sure what to do with my hands but then I felt his stroking across my body and lighting fresh fires in me wherever they touched. I followed his lead, tracing my fingers down his back and then, as if drawn by some irresistible force, laying my hands on his tight backside. If I had never done anything like this before, my body seemed to know what it was doing automatically, respond
ing to primal urges that lay deep within. I clutched his ass cheeks with eager hands, feeling them flex in my grip.
Suddenly, I noticed Adrien untying the sash that kept my robe closed. Rather than panicking, I raised my body to make it easier for him to remove it. As the sash fell open, I eased into a half-sitting position so Adrien could pull my robe over my head and drop it to the floor by the bed. He sat back and stared at my naked body with a wonder in his eyes that made my heart skip.
"You are the most perfect woman I have ever seen." He traced the fingers of one hand lightly from the nape of my neck, down between my breasts, across my soft belly. I couldn't suppress an animal whine as he reached the secret notch between my legs, which currently felt like it was on fire. "But we'll go slowly," he added. "Tell me if you are ever uncomfortable."
I nodded. Right now, I couldn't imagine that anything this man could do to me would ever be uncomfortable.
Adrien leaned across me, hovering over my chest. "These," he spoke softly, "are your breasts." I gasped as he bestowed a kiss on the soft under-curve of each. "They become more sensitive as you become more aroused. Particularly around the nipples." I clapped a hand over my mouth to stop myself squealing as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and drew it out slowly so it stood tall and hard, before repeating this with the other. We had barely begun and my world was already exploding. "Arousal is the word for the excitement you’re feeling now. Sexual excitement. That hot desire that is almost a need." With one hand, he massaged my left breast, letting the firm flesh squeeze between his fingers, while his tongue feathered a trail across the right, burning like fire. "One of the best things about sex can be the building of arousal. It is frustrating." His hands and mouth descended on me again. "But wonderful."
He would get no argument from me on that score. I had no idea what was going on inside my body now, it was like I had lost all control. I made noises I hadn't meant to, my limbs moved of their own accord, and every touch on my skin - even the slightest graze - sent chain reactions I couldn't explain shooting through me, all ending up in the same place. If Adrien touched my chin then somehow I felt it in my groin - every part of me now seemed to have a direct connection there, and to the little button I still thought of as my Devil's Doorbell.
"This is a kiss." Adrien gently kissed my lips and I smiled up at him.
"I know what a kiss is."
But he shook his head. "You only think you do. A kiss can be so much more."
With this introduction, he began to kiss his way down my neck. No one had ever kissed me there before, but that was just the start. His lips moved across my body, kissing wherever they landed. My skin flushed pink as this new sensation, this 'arousal', flooded me, his lips hotly igniting my flesh. And it seemed to be a two-way thing, Adrien seemed to crave the taste of me, his movements eager as his lips consumed my flesh. I felt his tongue brush against me and his teeth gently graze.
"Oh!" He returned to my breasts and gave my nipples a gentle nip between his teeth. "Why does the pain feel good?" I sighed.
"It's all part of the arousal. Just enjoy it."
He dived back to my body and I moaned as his mouth trespassed lower, down to my belly then across my writhing hips to my thighs. He continued to skirt around my core, where I most wanted to feel his touch, but the feel of his hot kisses working up and down my inner thighs was enough to send me spiraling into realms of ecstasy I had never touched before. Gently, he lifted my legs up off the bed, stooping to kiss the back of my thighs and the soft under-curve of my bottom, even pushing his tongue between the cheeks, which made me cry out and clutch the bed sheets.
Was this sex? Was I now no longer a virgin? I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to seem like a foolish child, but also because I was afraid he might stop. Something told me that there was more to come.
Finally, he sat up and traced the fingers of one hand up my trembling thigh to rest against my core, pressing lightly, but just firmly enough to keep me at a raging boiling point.
"You know what this is?"
I had only just enough self-possession to mouth the words. "My vagina."
"Never much liked the word - though there are worse ones - but yes. And this?" With agile fingers, he found my Devil's Doorbell and I squealed through gritted teeth. Touching it myself had been a revelation, having someone else touch it was mind-blowing.
"My Devil's Doorbell." I choked the words out.
Adrien laughed. "The Devil's Doorbell. I like that. We call it your clitoris, but I think Devil's Doorbell is much better."
"Are you going to rub it?" I wasn't sure what I wanted him to do but my body was screaming out for something it didn't understand.
Adrien just smiled and lowered his head between my thighs. As his tongue located my 'clitoris', my world exploded. I clutched at his head and tore at his hair, I kicked my heels into the mattress and pounded it with my fists, my head rolled left and right while my hips bounced up and down, Adrien fighting to keep them still. My eyes squeezed tight shut, so did my mouth, suppressing a series of high-pitched squeaks, sounding like an excited mouse. For a moment, I thought he had killed me, that this was some Norren trick, but then behind the sharp ecstasy, came the tide of blissful pleasure, suffusing me. I seemed to melt onto the bed, wallowing in a satisfaction I had never known. That, surely, was sex.
"That was an orgasm," said Adrien, perhaps a little smug at what he had made me do.
I nodded, then said, "Can I have another?"
Adrien grinned. "Oh, yes. The wonderful thing about women is you can have an almost limitless number. Men can only have one at a time. The pleasure for men - at least, for real men - is in giving their partner as many as she wants."
How many did I want? Right now, 'limitless' sounded like a pretty good number. I couldn't imagine ever getting tired of feeling like this.
Adrien's head descended once more and I moaned as his mouth found me out. This time was different, presumably because the first time I had already been so 'aroused'. This time he was starting from scratch, enabling me to more fully appreciate the incredible sensations he was coaxing from my willing body. While his tongue continued to worship my Devil's Doorbell, I felt his fingers slip inside me and I gave a little moan as they began to move, working in ever-increasing circles, stretching my tender tunnel in the most delightful way. After a little while, he switched around so his fingers worked my clitoris while his mouth fastened to my core and that active tongue slid into me, feeling like nothing on earth.
"You taste delicious," he murmured, raising his head briefly before diving back into me.
I lay, limply across the bed, his to do with as he pleased. Whatever he did to me caused me pleasure and I was happy for my body to be his plaything as long as he was bringing it such unimaginable bliss. I might have felt anger at the Caretakers and the Sudders in general for denying me this sensation for so long, but right now I couldn't feel animosity towards anyone, I was too simply happy. Besides, if it hadn't been for them, I never would have met Adrien.
With a little cry, I crested my way into a second 'orgasm' - I liked the word, it sounded as self-indulgent as it felt. Without giving me time to recover, Adrien dived back in. I wrapped my legs about his head, moaning softly as he brought me to the highest peaks again and again, his fingers always inside me, diligently working me and tugging my tight muscles beyond their point of endurance.
Finally, he sat back on his haunches, his fingers still moving inside my hot, wet hole.
"I think you're ready for something new."
"There's more?" I gasped.
"Hate to break the news to you, but you haven't had sex yet. You're still a virgin."
That was disappointing, but also exciting. Could things possibly get any better?"
Kneeling above me, Adrien stripped off his tunic. I could have easily stared at the landscape of ripped muscle that made up his torso, but my eyes were drawn further south to something I had never seen the like of before.
"
What is that?"
Adrien took hold of the long shaft that protruded from his hips. "It goes by many names. Penis would be the correct one. Cock, weapon, schlong, member, wife's best friend. There're more names for this than you would think necessary. Personally, I call mine Hercules - but don't tell anyone."
I stared, utterly mesmerized. I had never seen such a thing before but I instantly felt a powerful attraction to it that seethed in my belly.
Adrien seemed to sense this. "Would you like to touch it?"
"Can I?"
"I practically insist."
I reached out, excited but cautious, and let my fingers trace along the surprisingly hot skin. "Oh!"
I jerked my hand away as the thing moved, leaping up and pointing its blunt nose at me.
Adrien laughed. "That means it liked you. Try stroking it."
Emboldened, I laid a hand on his cock once more and felt the blood throbbing through its hard length. I stroked my hand from tip to base and my eyes widened as it grew still larger. Adrien sighed in pleasure. "You touching it does for me what me touching your Devil's Doorbell does for you."
I looked up at him. "I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."
"Hold it. Wrap your hands around the shaft - as much as you can. You can hold it tighter, don't worry, it won't go off. Some men might, but I won't. That's it. Now, rub your hands up and down it." His voice had begun to go a little gritty, but I was too enthralled to stop and ask why.
I did as he instructed and felt a hot pang of pleasure pass through me at the feel of this thing in my hands growing and throbbing, seeming to strengthen in response to my touch. Adrian groaned and I stroked harder, growing in confidence. The thought that I was giving him some portion of the pleasure he had given me caused a delightful little frisson inside me. It was also a feeling of power - I had ceded control of my body over to him and he had done wonderful things with it, now it was my turn. Without thinking, I dipped my head and kissed the rosy head at the top of his shaft.
"Oh, you are amazing," groaned Adrien. "If you want to – just, if you want to - you can put your mouth on it."
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