Lost Wanderer Awakened - Book One of the Airendell Chronicles

by Audra Hart

  He chuckles and kisses her lips lightly. “As you wish Madam.” Her eyes never leave his face as she unbuttons his shirt and peels it off of his beautifully formed body. She runs her hands lovingly over his hard muscled chest and works her way down to his slacks. She pushes them downward and smiles when he kicks off his shoes, peels off his socks and then tosses the slacks to the side. She finally takes her eyes from his own and looks at him, all of him.

  “I will never tire of looking at you, Luca.” She scoots to the very edge of her bed and kisses his chest. She inhales deeply of his unique scent and feels light headed. She trails her tongue from his neck to chest. “I have missed your taste.” She whispers. She flicks her tongue across his nipple and is rewarded when he moans with pleasure. She quickly slides off the bed to kneel before him. She places her hands on his hips and firmly guides him to sit on the spot she had just abandoned. She shushes him when he starts to speak.

  She moves her mouth lower and drags her tongue across his abdomen. She takes his erection into her hands and strokes it gently. She smiles and brushes her cheek against it as she moves her face up the length of it. It throbs in her hands and she turns her open mouth to taste it with her tongue. She smiles at the traces of her own recent orgasm that remain there. She circles the swollen, throbbing head with her tongue and her heart soars when he moans his pleasure and gently grasps her head in his hands.

  Encouraged she opens wide and slowly takes him into her mouth and moves down the length of him. She slowly moves upward, savoring the hard feel of him and his taste mingled with own. She relaxes her throat and slowly moves down again, taking still more of him into her mouth. The lovers moan in unison. Morna runs her hands up his thighs, over his hips and then behind to clasp his buttocks firmly and draw him nearer to her. She makes several more leisurely passes up and down his hard length before he gently clasps her face in his hands and draws her up.

  She reluctantly surrenders and rises to her feet. He kisses her and pulls back and looks into her eyes. “Ah, now I can see those beautiful eyes.”

  Morna chuckles and says, “Well you can’t see them when you are pleasuring me with your mouth.”

  “That’s different.”

  “Why because you enjoy doing it? Well I do too you nut.” Morna laughs and kisses him. “I don’t just want to do it because you might get pleasure from it. I get pleasure from it too.”

  Luca finds himself fascinated with her mouth. He leans in and kisses her gently. He can smell her scent and his own and is drawn to lick her lips tentatively. “Morna, please understand. I can’t pleasure you properly with my mouth, hell I can’t even kiss you properly with my mouth. I can’t risk exposing you to these monster’s teeth, and all of this foul venom in my mouth.” Morna’s heart aches because of the pain in his voice, and she’s frustrated because there’s just not perfect solution.

  Morna kisses his lips firmly and says, “You kiss me perfectly and we both know you satisfy me fully. You are too protective of me. I am not some fragile porcelain doll that will shatter if handled the least bit roughly. You don’t have to hold back so much all the time. Re-teach me to weave the iron-lion and then you can do whatever you want.”

  “You don’t like to make love with the spell on your body.” Luca reminds her.

  “True, but if it would give you a little freedom to be yourself I would be grateful for it. Luca, last night in the shower, you loved me like a full grown, strong woman. I liked it! Hell, I loved it! Love me like an equal, not like I am some damned invalid.” Morna says fiercely.

  “You think I treat you like an invalid?” He demands and stands up and grabs her by the hips roughly pulls her body to his. She grunts when he backs her into the wall none too gently. “Would I do this to an invalid?” He kisses her hard and moves down her throat. He brings his hands up and roughly kneads her breasts while she trails her hands along his shoulders and down his back. He roughly drags his hands down her tummy and kneads the pliant flesh with gusto. His right hand works down between her legs and he forcefully buries two fingers in her eager wetness as he licks the nipple of her left breast. Morna is moaning loudly and urging him on. She quickly reaches a climax and clings to his shoulders, panting with each forceful stroke of his hand, and he grunts in deep satisfaction when her muscles contract around his fingers. He withdraws his fingers and sucks her scent from them with a smile. Morna can’t help it, she giggles because he looks so pleased. She leans forward and kisses his lips tenderly, “I love you and love watching your enjoyment. I need to re-learn the iron-lion spell so you don’t have to coddle me.”

  “Baby, you keep implying I am holding back… well hang on to your lovely ass, my darling because I am going to fuck you hard against this wall.” A slow grin illuminates Morna’s face Luca bends his knees slightly as he roughly pushes her legs farther apart. He forcefully buries his long, thick cock deep into her slick, hot body. “YES, BABY YES!” Morna moans loudly, and Luca’s passion is further incited by the wild excitement he sees in her eyes.

  She’s so hot he nearly loses his control and climaxes right then. He firmly grips her butt with his left hand and scoots her up the wall. She wraps her legs around his hips and eagerly receives him. He is driving into her with such force that the framed picture on the wall flaps away from the wall with each stroke. She moans loudly and smiles happily as she grasps his shoulders. She leans forward traces her tongue along his lips before leaning back against the wall and enjoying the powerful sensations of him driving forcefully into her willing flesh.

  He strokes her face with his right hand and pants, “I want to kiss you deeply Morna. I mean stick my tongue deep in your mouth and really taste you, savor you. I want to kiss you almost as much as I want to eat your pussy.”

  “Oh my,” Morna breathes. He smiles and says, “Open your mouth baby.” She complies and parts her lips, “Now don‘t move.” He stops driving into her body and runs his tongue along her lips and darts inside to tentatively explore her mouth. He fears exposing her to too much of his venom at once so he withdraws his tongue. “You taste so good, baby. I have missed that.” He murmurs against her lips as he starts to drive hard into her body again. Morna moans and wraps her arms around his neck.

  He caresses her face with his right hand and kneads her ample rump with his left and slows his pace to enjoy looking at her. He chuckles when he sees the look of disappointment flick across her face. “You always want what you shouldn’t, don’t you baby?” As he kisses and licks her neck, inhaling deeply of the blood pounding through the vessels in her lovely, long neck.

  “I always want you. All of you.” Morna pants honestly as she weaves her fingers in his thick hair.

  Luca chuckles against her throat before raising up and kissing her lips hard, “Like I said, you want what you shouldn’t. I shouldn’t be slamming into you against this wall, but it’s what you want isn’t it?”

  She grins wickedly and pants, “YES!”

  Luca throws his head back and laughs, “Hell baby, it’s what I want too.” He picks up the pace again and she moans in ecstasy as he drives into her even faster. He drops his right hand to her left breast and rolls the hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He can tell by her heart rate and the look on her face that she is nearing her climax. He buries his face into the base of her throat and breathes deeply of her scent and releases the control he holds over his body and climaxes with her. He continues to drive into her until the waves of pleasure finally cease washing over them both like a tidal wave. He kisses her throat and moves to her mouth. He pulls back to look into her face. He smiles because she looks very happy and very satisfied. “I love you Morna.”

  “I know. I love you too.” She is stroking is face lovingly and says, “Thank you for giving me what I wanted. I can only imagine how hard it is for you to protect me when I am always pushing you for more.”

  He laughs and says, “Yes it can be rather difficult.” He kisses her again and says, “But you are certainly worth it.”
He carries her to the bed and lies down with her still wrapped around his body. “I don’t ever want to let go of you Morna. I have missed you so much.”

  Morna smiles and says “I don’t either, but I have to move my leg. It will to go to sleep like this.”

  “Morna, I smell blood.” He says urgently. “I hurt you didn’t I?” he demands. He pulls her off of him and quickly starts to examine her body. Before he can turn her over she says, “It’s just a scratch. I barely feel it.”

  He turns her over and finds the blood. There’s a small abrasion. It bled quite a little bit, but doesn’t seem deep. There is blood smeared around the tiny abrasion, covering a good six inch area. He looks back at the wall. He stands up and says, “Don’t move!” He examines the wall where he had propped her up and sees a head of a small finishing nail that is sticking out of the paneling about an eighth of an inch. “Didn’t you feel this?”

  “No,” Morna giggles “My attention was otherwise occupied. Luca, I barely feel the scratch now. It’s nothing, my love.”

  She starts to roll over and he says, “Be still let me get a wash cloth and clean it up.” He comes back with a damp wash cloth. He is touching the skin around the small scrape, “Did you weave a healing spell? It’s almost healed.”

  “I don’t remember the spells Luca. It’s nothing, baby.” Morna says in frustration.

  “It may be nothing to you, but to me it’s a siren’s song.” Luca hisses.

  Morna sits up and takes the cloth from him and starts to wipe the blood off her low back. He stops her hand and leans down to kiss the area around the minor abrasion. “I desperately want to lick the blood off.”

  “Well go ahead, there’s not enough broken skin to pose any risk to me. Stop denying yourself all the time.” Morna entreats in frustration.

  “I am afraid I would want more and do something horrible.” Luca whispers.

  “You wouldn’t,” She says confidently. She looks back at him and he is shaking his head no. “Do it Luca. Prove to yourself that you are not the monster to you think you are. I could be covered in my blood from head to toe and you would not hurt me. I know it and you know it.”

  “The smell of your blood doesn’t just make me thirsty Morna, it also wildly excites me sexually. Makes me a beast in more than one way,” Luca admits reluctantly.

  Morna laughs and then says, “By all means, lick it then.”

  “It’s not a joke Morna.” He rasps out painfully.

  “I am sorry Luca. I should have realized that you are in pain. Let me clean it up if it’s making you miserable. But if you want to taste it, then do so.” Luca pushes her forward gently until she is lying face down on the bed. It was her idea but suddenly she is wondering how bad it will hurt. The venom from his tongue stings quite a bit when the skin is intact and she wonders how much it will sting on open skin.

  He starts kissing the area around the scrape and then tentatively licks the dried blood around it. Morna is surprised when he moans ecstatically. “So good,” he murmurs. He finally gently licks the scrape, savoring the tiny bit of blood still oozing from the wound. Morna feels the sting and burn set in immediately. It is very intense, but not unbearable. Morna moans as a warm, delicate sizzle spreads through her body. As the tingle settles in Morna admits to herself that she likes it. She likes it a lot! Luca starts kneading her ass roughly as he continues to lick the abrasion. He kisses it again and then says, “It’s already healed.” Morna thinks that her mate sounds very disappointed.

  “See I told you it was nothing,” Morna says as she rolls over. The look on his face startles her. She has seen that look before. He had fought off a bandit when they lived in Wyoming, the outlaw had been thrown against a tree and had received a deep puncture wound to the fleshy part of his shoulder from a broken branch. The sight and smell of the blood had nearly drove Luca to feed on the would-be robber. Luca had controlled his urges and sent the man on his way, never knowing what a narrow escape he had. Morna remembers clearly how badly Luca had wanted to feed on the outlaw’s blood. He has that very same look on his face now.

  Morna is crushed because she knows the pain he is feeling is her fault. His throat must be on fire, and his instincts must be driving him to feast on her blood. She sits up and strokes his face. “I am sorry, baby. I should not have pushed you like that.” She kisses him and breathes a sigh of relief when he relaxes slightly.

  He doesn’t meet her eyes as he takes her into his arms and kisses her hard and then forces her back onto the bed. He moves his mouth to her throat and breathes deeply and kisses the pulse throbbing at the base of her throat. “Still convinced I won’t hurt you, Morna?” He demands harshly as he roughly parts her legs with his right hand and buries his shaft deeply in her body. Morna gasps at the force with which he slams her and reaches for his face. Her beloved Luca has never exhibited so much violence against her, ever! She draws his head up so that he’s looking her in her eyes again.

  She smiles when his facial expression softens slightly and she raises her knees to receive him more fully, and then wraps her legs around his waist lovingly. “I know you won’t hurt me, Luca. Let yourself go, baby. It’s going be okay,” she soothes as she continues to stroke his face and look into his eyes as her hips eagerly meet his violent thrusts. She can’t help it, she’s about to climax again. She whispers “I love you Luca.” He buries his face into her throat again and then reaches behind her and kneads her ample butt as he continues to drive into her body with all the force and fury he began with. When Morna’s orgasm comes it is as violent as the mating had been. Luca has obviously reached his climax too. He is clutching her body to him tightly and breathing hard.

  His face is still buried against her throat when he whispers harshly, “I am so sorry, Morna. There was no excuse for me to use you that way.” He starts to pull away from her but she wraps her arms and legs around him even tighter, refusing to let go. He looks into her face again and says, “I love you, Morna, you don’t deserve to be treated like that. Ever.”

  Morna kisses him and says, “If I had asked you to stop you would have. But I didn’t ask because you needed an outlet. So I gave it to you, and God help me for being a carnal, wanton soul, but I reveled in every second of it. We are well suited, my love.”

  Luca kisses her again and says, “I have always marveled that a woman as gentle, loving and nurturing as you are could be so fearless during battle and lovemaking. You are always surprising me.”

  Morna blushes in embarrassment and says, “Yeah, yeah. I am all that and a bag of chips.” Luca looks at her quizzically and she snorts, “Nothing. It was a silly thing to say. I am trying to avoid being serious, but listen to me Lucian Michaels, I too, will always try to be what you need me to be in the moment. You are my life, you know that.”

  “As you are my life.” Luca vows. He draws her to him even closer and brings her hand to his mouth and kisses it. He turns his head towards the dresser and sees the time on the digital clock. “We have enough time for you to take a short nap if you want.”

  Morna sighs and closes her eyes as she relaxes in her beloved’s arms knowing she is safe and well loved. Luca quickly and surreptitiously exams her body for injury. He watches his beloved sleep for about thirty minutes when he hears her cell phone ringing in her purse in the living room. He gently removes her arms and legs from around his body and slips out of bed and goes to check who is calling. It’s Mike and Luca knows she will want to talk to him so he answers her phone and then wakes her up.

  “Sorry Mike, I forgot to call you this morning.” She sits up and asks, “Are you getting your treatment today? … Oh that’s what you are doing right now? Good. Is your helper with you? … Good. How are you feeling? … I am sorry Mike. .. Yeah I am going over there in a little bit to meet the delivery driver, pay bills and stuff. Lucian Michaels is with me… Yeah, yeah, we finally hooked up. Why does everyone keep asking me that? … Oh… Okay. Yeah, I know. Oh okay, well call me if I can help with anything bro. Bye.”<
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  Luca is laughing. “Sorry Morna, I guess my feelings for you were pretty obvious for a long time. Well obvious to everyone, except you that is.”

  “I guess so,” she says. She wonders how she could not see it before this week. She had been overwhelmed with lust for him, and a much, much deeper attraction. How could she not realize he was equally attracted to her? “Mike was the third person to say that to me today. Even Seth talked about us.”

  Luca chuckles again, “Yes, I heard him.”

  Morna gets up and retrieves her clothing from the floor before heading into the bathroom. When she comes out a few minutes later, she can’t help but smile because he is already dressed as well and looks perfectly calm and unruffled. However, she has seen herself in the mirror, she is still flushed and obviously well bedded. She smiles happily as she asks, “Are you ready to go to Mike’s bar?”

  “I am just your humble driver today,” he snickers.

  “Very funny.” Morna scoffs as wraps herself around him, and the lovers just hold each other tightly for a long while, each lost in their own thoughts.

  After they are in the car again. Morna gets her planner out and starts writing notes in the back section when suddenly she asks, “Hey, do you know a good therapist that I could hire to work with the girls. Samantha needs help ASAP. Did you hear, back at the house I mean?”

  “Yes, she’s a confused little girl. She‘s very fond of you though.”

  “I am fond of her too, but I am worried about her. I would ask you to work with her, but I think you would be too much a distraction for her. With her proclivity to be too familiar with any man in the vicinity.” She’d be all over my man like white on rice.

  “Yes, that would be a problem,” he says. “But I was thinking about inviting Rinda to join us here. You do remember Rinda?” Morna looks up because she hears something odd in his voice. A stiffness that wasn’t there before.