by CJ England
His own eyes flared a hot green as he choked out a laugh. “This promise, I keep easily.” Stripping off his shirt completely, he followed her down onto the bed.
Kira sighed at the feeling of his naked chest. She wanted to touch him, to taste him as he had done to her in the past. Would it always feel this way? His lips brushed over hers. Always new and exciting?
He teased her, running his tongue over her full lower lip, before nipping at it again. She felt warmth swirl up inside of her. He moved, kissing her cheeks and then her nose. He brushed kisses over her eyes, murmuring soft words in Gaelic she couldn't understand. Her heart was pounding rapidly by the time he got to her ear. He traced it with his tongue, before going inside, making goose bumps appear all over her body.
When he was done there, he nibbled down her throat until he got to the mark of their joining. There, he paused, and looked at her deeply.
"Mine,” he growled, as he bit down gently on the mark he'd given her before.
Kira's whole body began to burn. It started between her legs and moved outward. She cried out as he broke through the flesh. Her heart pounded with the sensations that filled her. His groan, as he began licking at the blood droplets, just inflamed her further. Grasping his head, she pulled his mouth against her, silently pleading for more.
Gallegar struggled for control. He hadn't meant to go so far, so fast, but her taste ... she was the one woman in the world who could fill him. The only woman who could satisfy all the hunger he had inside. His need spiraled up so quickly when she offered her neck to him he could do nothing but take the loving gift.
As he suckled, her power-filled blood fanned his arousal. Greed for her tore though him as the need to be inside her clawed at his belly. Levering her upwards, he tore her blouse off. He groaned into her neck as he realized she was naked underneath. His hands pulled her to him, and when her naked breasts made contact with his chest, they both moaned in pleasure.
Kira's hands moved of their own accord and began stroking over Gallegar's hairy chest curling around his nipples, bringing them to small points that stabbed against her palms. He groaned again, pushing against her. She continued, as if she felt his involuntary response to her touch.
He tore his fangs from her throat, knowing if he didn't stop soon, he wouldn't at all. Her touch, combined with her taste, had him close to going over the edge. He could already feel the dampness in his underwear. Gently, he kissed the wound he had made and then pushed Kira back down.
She laid there, her beauty exposed to his gaze. “You are so beautiful. You put the stars to shame."
Kira blushed. Her fingers trailed over his chest, making his nipples tighten and his cock thicken and jump. “You are beautiful too.” She smiled, unconsciously seductive. “Show me more."
He growled low in his throat. “Ladies first,” he said darkly. His hands trailed down her body to the jeans she wore. He quickly removed them, taking her socks as well and tossing them both to the floor. His gaze was caught by the tiny panties that barely covered her and his mouth went dry.
Gallegar ran a finger along the top of the waistband and his eyes darkened as she moaned and moved beneath him. He didn't stop, but continued along the side of the panties, down her soft thigh and then again on the other side. Then, his eyes never leaving hers, he slid his finger underneath the side and teased the soft flesh he found there.
She couldn't breathe. It was so erotic, watching him touch her that way. He was crouched over her, his hand moving in a circular motion as he stroked through her curly hair, closer and closer to the soft lips that held her passion. He never took his eyes off her, as if watching her pleasure incited his own.
Kira couldn't help but push herself up against him, wanting ... needing more. When he finally slid his finger into the moist folds of her quim, she closed her eyes and cried out, the pleasure already too intense to be borne.
The cry splintered Gallegar's already shaky control and, with an abrupt motion, he stood and unfastened his own pants. Toeing his shoes off, he quickly pushed the pants and his underwear both down over his hips and kicked them aside. Breathing heavily, he looked back at the bed and froze at Kira's expression.
She was looking at him with such rapt awe he felt himself swelling even bigger under her hot gaze. “A Ghra ... ” he managed, his voice shaking with his own desire and need.
She rolled to her side and her mouth went dry as she looked at him. His broad chest, covered with a fine dark hair, barely covered small dark nipples she knew were as sensitive as her own. The strength of his chest gave way to sculptured abs and a narrow waist. His thighs were lean and muscular, his legs long and hard.
When she looked closer, she swallowed. His penis ... nestled among dark curls, stood straight and proud, throbbing in need. Without thinking, she reached out and touched it, feeling it jump under her fingers.
Curiously, she wrapped her hand around his shaft, amazed at the feel of velvet over steel. At Gallegar's heartfelt groan, she stopped and looked up at him.
He was dying. That's all there was to it. Did she have any idea what she was doing to him? He groaned and looked down into her innocent, curious eyes. No ... of course she didn't.
Stepping closer to the bed, he held her hand against him, his eyes burning into hers. “Do you feel my need for you?"
"Yes,” she whispered.
He came down on one knee next to her, his hand still holding hers in place, and in one smooth move, pulled her panties off of her. Gallegar's eyes held hers as he ran his hand back up her leg until he reached her moist folds.
"And I feel your need for me,” he said, pressing her back against the bed. His mouth covered hers.
Her body arched against his as he touched her. He groaned as her hand tightened around him, and he pulled it away quickly. “Too much, A Ghra ... I want you too much."
He wrapped her arms around him and then bent back to her mouth. One of his hands smoothed over her breasts, teasing and plucking at her sensitive nipples, while the other made its first foray into the depths of her damp quim. He groaned as he felt how wet she was, his cock throbbing hard, as he moved his finger in and out of the moist folds of her body.
She cried out softly, pushing herself against him.
He bent and began kissing her breasts, laving the nipples until she once more cried out in need. His hand continued its movements between her legs, until he found the little nubbin of flesh that was swollen with her desire.
Murmuring his love to her, he began rubbing it, feeling her immediately tighten her legs around him. He continued, until she was moving against his hand, crying out as the desire overwhelmed her.
When he could take no more, Gallegar moved, covering her body with his own. His desire peaked when he felt her hard nipples stabbing against his chest. Gently, he kneed her legs apart and moved, so his cock lay throbbing against her.
Carefully, he guided himself into her. The passage was just as tight and hot as he remembered from their first accidental touch. He growled deep in his throat, knowing this time he wouldn't have to stop. He put his hand back down between their bodies and began gently rubbing at Kira's seed of desire. As he did, he carefully moved his hips so he slid inside of her a little at a time.
Kira moaned as she felt him slip into her. She felt stretched beyond belief as he moved against her. As he went deeper, Kira cried out in pure feminine distress. She couldn't do it. He was too big.
She wriggled against him and he groaned, stopping his movements. He bent and kissed her trembling lips. “It is all right, love, just relax. You will see. We were made for each other.” She looked up at him, seeing need war with the control and felt herself calm.
Gallegar groaned again, and slipped in a little deeper, taking her mouth again with his.
He kissed her, hard and deep, driving all the fear away. When his hand began moving on her again, Kira felt nothing but pleasure. It filled her, making her move against Gallegar, wanting to be closer to him, wanting something she didn'
t even understand.
As she pressed against him, he timed his movements with hers, and he slid slowly, inexorably, into her soft passage.
She was so tight, Gallegar felt he would burst, before he finally came to the thin piece of skin that proclaimed her a maiden. He lifted his head from hers and looked down at her love softened features.
"You are mine, Kira,” he panted, as he felt her pulsing around him. “From this moment on ... you belong to me."
With a quick thrust of his hips, he broke through the membrane and slid deep inside of her.
She cried out in surprise. She had been feeling so much pleasure, the sudden pain shocked her. Gallegar soothed her, his tongue sliding deep into her mouth, loving away the hurt as she lay beneath him, getting used to the full possession of his body.
She could feel him throbbing inside her and, when he finally began to move, she gasped at the whirling pleasure that swept through her. He moved carefully at first, letting her get used to the rhythm of his body moving inside of hers. It wasn't long before he picked up speed, his need for her taking him over.
Kira felt her pleasure grow along with his movements. After a few moments, her desire rose to such heights she cried out his name and began to move with him.
He growled again and reaching down pulled her legs up around him, bringing their bodies even closer together. She gasped at the new sensations that flooded her body.
Faster and faster Gallegar moved, making the feelings in her spiral up high and higher. Kira screamed when the pleasure exploded deep inside her body, causing her to convulse in his arms. Her climax triggered his, and shouting out her name, he emptied himself deep within her.
Chapter 17
Green and gold power surged forth as Gallegar and Kira became one for the first time. It shot high into the air, blanketing the loft with the fullness of their love. They both cried out again, as the wave of power swept through them and they were sent over the edge a second time.
The power surge then shot out the top of the loft building and streaked through the night air. It headed straight toward The Keep where the Chosen were relaxing and eating one of Louie's fine meals. It barreled through the warding with the speed of a freight train and before any of them could even move, the wave of power slammed into them all, knocking them all to the floor.
Battered by the crushing wave of emotion, they could only lay there, barely able to breathe. The green-gold power filled their bodies to the bursting point. It went on and on, until they were numb with it.
Then, as suddenly as it had begun, the wave ended. Slowly, they all got to their feet, and collapsed back into their chairs.
"Was that what I think it was?” Lucas asked, as he rubbed his sore neck.
Danolas let out a deep satisfied breath. “That, my brothers, was the true joining of two soulmates. Kira and Gallegar are now one."
* * * *
It was a long time before Gallegar had the strength to move off of Kira's still trembling body. As he slipped out of her, he heard her soft gasp and he immediately propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at her.
"A Ghra ... ” he said, his voice still rough with the aftermath of desire. “Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head. “No ... no ... I just didn't want you to...” She stopped, finding she was embarrassed even after their closeness.
He grinned and relaxed. “I enjoyed the feeling of being in you as well, A Ghra ... But I am too heavy for you. I was afraid I'd hurt you."
Smiling, she kissed his naked chest. “You would not hurt me."
He touched her cheek with a gentle finger. “I did, though. For that, I am sorry."
Pushing herself up higher, she touched her mouth to his in a loving kiss. “Mo Chridhe ... you were very gentle with me. You made it wonderful."
Now it was the vampire whose cheeks went red. “It was exactly what I had been dreaming of for a century.” He kissed her again. “I felt so much love and passion from you. It was all I could do to keep myself under control."
"Not too much control,” Kira teased. “I like it when you need me so much."
He laughed. “Then you will be very happy because I need you all the time.” Then he moved, and she was surprised to feel him swelling against her thigh.
"But not yet, love. It was your first time and you will be sore. In fact ... I have an idea.” Rising, Gallegar swept her up and carried her into the bathroom. Holding her in one strong arm, he turned the whirlpool bath on, sending jets of water shooting out into the tub. Climbing in, he held her, as the hot water covered their tired bodies.
"Oh, this does feel nice,” she murmured, as the water soothed her sore muscles. She cuddled against him, enjoying the feel of his strong body against hers. “So do you."
He lifted her chin and kissed her, letting his tongue gently tease her mouth. “Gráim thú, A Ghra..."
She sighed against his questing lips. “What does that mean?"
"It means ... I love you."
"Ohhh...” Kira sighed again. “Gráim thú, Mo Chridhe...
Gráim thú.” She kissed him, feeling his tender caresses smooth over her wet skin. It felt so perfect lying here with him.
"Will it always feel that way?” She smoothed her hand up his chest, seeming to enjoy playing with the hair she found there.
He kissed her. “For us, it will. We are in love. It will only get better."
She looked at him in pure astonishment. “It can get better than that?"
The vampire put his head back and roared with laughter. “A Ghra ... you delight me.” Pulling her to him, he kissed her deeply.
"Will our powers always do that?” she asked him, when he'd finally freed her mouth. She snuggled back down in his arms, content.
Gallegar thought about how their powers had combined and speared into them, causing them to orgasm again. “I don't know, love. That has never happened to me before. I think it had something to do with our joining, but I am not sure."
Frowning, he moved her hair aside to check the wound he had made on her neck. It was already healing. “I didn't mean to take blood from you."
She looked at him in surprise. “It felt right. I thought that was part of our making love."
He moved uncomfortably. “It is what a vampire does with his mate, but I had not asked it of you. I lost control."
She smiled and he felt his body heat. “I wanted you to do it. I wanted everything you had to give me. I love you.” She kissed him lingeringly before continuing. “And I want you to know I do not blame you for how you became a vampire. If I made it seem as if I did before, then I am sorry."
He lifted her so she was facing him fully. “How I was changed ... it doesn't disgust you?"
"Oh no, Gallegar,” she said as she threw her arms around him, causing a wave of water to splash onto the floor. “You made a mistake, one that has haunted you for a long time, but you took something horrifying and let it change you for the better. You avenged your family and then walked away from the only home you ever knew, so you could keep those you cared about safe.
"You started fresh, refusing to let being a vampire turn you into a monster. You have made yourself into an intelligent, caring, well respected, wonderful leader of your people, whom I am proud to be in love with. Disgust me?” She shook her head, her golden eyes glowing. “Just the opposite. I admire and love everything about you."
Gallegar crushed her to him, not trusting his voice to speak. How had he been so lucky to receive such a gift in his life?
"I am so in love with you, Kira. Táim i ngrá leat.” Taking her mouth with his, he showed her just how much.
When he ended the kiss, Gallegar leaned back in the tub, trying to relax his body. The need he had for Kira had not diminished, but only grown stronger after their first mating. Being so close to her made him want to love her all over again, but he fought against it. She had been a maiden and he hadn't been as gentle as he would have liked. She had to be sore.
But she wasn't makin
g it easy. Kira seemed to delight in touching him, dropping kisses on whatever part of his body she could get to. It enthralled him and drove him crazy at the same time. When she picked up the soap, he groaned out loud.
"I don't think that is a good idea."
She cocked her head and grinned mischievously at him. “Why not? I think it is. I will wash you and then you can wash me."
Gallegar shook his head and grabbed at her hand as she took a soapy washcloth and started moving it down his body. “Touching me that way will only lead to one thing."
She licked her lips and her eyes glowed hot. “Will you bite me this time?"
Trying to hold on to a semblance of control, he snatched the rag out of her hand. “You were a virgin,” he said hoarsely. “I don't want to hurt you."
He held his breath as Kira moved up his body, trailing kisses up to his protesting mouth.
"Funny thing about that,” she murmured against his lips. “Healing spells can work on all kinds of things.” When Gallegar just stared at her in astonishment, she grinned and grabbed back the soapy rag.
"So ... do you want to go first ... or shall I?"
* * * *
Light could be seen at the edges of the curtain, when Gallegar finally carried Kira into the bedroom. Flinging back the bedspread, the vampire laid his precious armful down on the bed and then crawled in beside her.
She immediately snuggled against him and he pulled her into the curve of his shoulder, kissing her gently as he did so. “Sleep, A Ghra..."
"I love ... you, Gallegar.” It was the last thing she said before she fell deeply asleep, exhausted by the emotion of the day and the lovemaking that followed.
He was tired too, but holding her in his arms, he felt more alive and aware than he ever had before. His love for her consumed him, completed him. It compelled him to be a better being. Together, they shared a single soul.
He closed his eyes and kissed her fragrant hair. Rejoicing at the knowledge he would never sleep alone again, he stared up at the ceiling, imagining the stars as they were chased away by the daylight.