The First Spell Weaver of Airendell: Book Two of the Airendell Chronicles

by Audra Hart

  He can tell she is getting impatient so he abandons his joyful task and moves up to position himself over her. Her need is obvious and he’s surprised she hasn’t tried to flip him over and take matters into her own hands. He nuzzles and nips her neck as he slowly buries his manhood in her eager body. She moans loudly as an orgasm rips through her body, and seeks his mouth to kiss him deeply.

  The combination of her exhilaration in her orgasm, the flavor of her juices still in his mouth, and the taste of blood on her lips push his lust into a full blown frenzy. He growls deep in his throat before licking her neck and working his way down to her shoulder where he nips her none too gently, drawing blood. His mind is clouded with lust and desire to taste her blood. He sucks her blood from the tiny wound for several seconds before she draws his face back to hers. He meets her eyes and forgets about the lure of her blood, and concentrates on his lust for her body.

  He roughly kisses her as he continues to drive in and out of her eager body with single minded intensity. He feels intense satisfaction when another orgasm wracks her body, and she grips his shoulders so hard that they hear a sound like grinding stone. The intense pain from her strong fingers digging into his body further fuels his lust.

  The smell of her blood still oozing from the small bite draws him back for another forbidden taste. He growls as he savors the sweet taste of her precious blood. He quickly moves his mouth away and starts kissing her again. She savagely grips him and kisses him deeply. She wraps her legs around his hips and growls like a wild thing every time he drives into her. He brings his hands back to her breasts and kneads them roughly before sucking each one in turn. He growls deep in his throat and moves his lips to her ears where he whispers, “Forgive me.” And returns helplessly to the still oozing wound on her shoulder for another taste. They achieve a mutual climax and he roars in satisfaction and rage.

  He nuzzles her cheek and her ear as the last waves of the culmination of their lust ripple off their bodies. “I am sorry my love, so sorry.” He croaks in shame and regret. Morna rolls him over and hovers above him. Her heart is racing like mad and her breathing is so rapid she can barely speak. She lovingly traces the contours of his beautiful face. “You didn’t hurt me. It is okay.” she manages to whisper breathlessly. “I liked it, it was very, very hot.”

  He takes her face in his hands and says in an agonized voice, “Love, how can you say that?”

  “Easy!” She pants. “You weren’t feeding. That was a purely sexual reaction to the combination of my taste and the blood I was drinking. I experienced the same raging lust you did from it. We are, what we are, my love. We are a pair of lovers unlike any other ever in history. Our loving is bound to be a little savage now and then.” She smiles at him lovingly and then tenderly kisses his lips.

  Luca reaches out and traces the outline of the small bite wound on her shoulder. “I know I wasn’t feeding or trying to kill you, but I still hurt you. The venom hurts, even for me. I have been bitten since my conversion, it burns like hell fire. Yet you sit there nonchalantly, and talk about it as though it were nothing.”

  She kisses him again says, “Oh, but it wasn’t nothing. It was the wildest, most savage, and in some ways, the best sex we have ever had. Now that our lust has been satiated you don’t even really seem to notice the scent and sight of my blood.”

  “No, but I desperately want to heal it. I don’t want you to hurt because of me.” Luca admits.

  “Then heal it.” Morna says simply.

  Luca nods and picks her up and quickly carries her to their bed. He gets a wet wash cloth and cleans the tiny wound. It is healing already, but he knows it must burn like crazy. He quickly weaves a healing spell and seems a little bit satisfied with the result. He tenderly kisses the healed bite. “How badly does it hurt?”

  “Not too bad at all, my love. I promise Luca, it’s fading already.” she assures him and then yawns hugely. “I am sorry darling, but I need to sleep some more. Would you mind lying with me until I go to sleep?”

  “I never mind that, Morna. Because you go to sleep faster, and sleep more soundly when I am beside you. It gives me great joy to make you feel that safe and comfortable.” He admits happily. He stretches out beside her and takes her into his arms. She smiles and nuzzles his chest as she runs her hands down his ribcage, over his hard, sculpted abdomen, to rest lightly on his hip. She sighs as she enjoys the perfection of his body. She drifts off to sleep feeling well loved and well cared for.

  Luca’s thoughts, however, are not so peaceful. He knows he didn’t bite her to feed on her. And he certainly wasn’t trying to harm her, it was as she said, purely motivated by lust. He is a little concerned that their sex life seems to be evolving. The wildness, the savagery he experienced during their lovemaking concerns him. His concern is somewhat tempered because she seemed to be as wild and savage as he was, but he wonders if that is right… should they exhilarate in what they are? What they have become? As Morna had said, they are now unlike any couple ever before in history. Perhaps it’s inevitable that their love life is even less typical than ever before. He wonders of he should go speak to Gullveig about it later today.

  Luca hears Auggie, Tena, and Skjarr working in the kitchen to prepare breakfast for all the houseguests. He decides to go help them, today is a big day. He leans down to kiss his mate before slipping out of bed. Her eyes flutter open and she smiles at him. “Sorry Baby, I didn’t mean to wake you.” He whispers softly, and kisses her again.

  Morna reaches out and strokes his face lovingly, and deepens the kiss. She molds her body to his, and starts caressing his back when he turns towards her. He is surprised that he can feel her passion for him rising again in her body. “I love you, darling, and I want you again. You game?”

  “You know I am, my love.” He chuckles before he kisses her tenderly and caresses her lovely face. He moves his hands down to her throat, chest and her breasts. He gently cups each breast and suckles them gently. She entwines her fingers in his hair and moans softly as the wildfires begin to rage again in her body for her mate. She lovingly caresses his back, treasuring the feel of the strong contours of him. She nearly whimpers her disappointment when he moves out of her reach, but forgets about it quickly when he parts her legs, and gently exposes her clitoris and tenderly teases it with his tongue. Her body soon tightens as her climax builds, and she shudders as waves of intense pleasure lap over her body. He laughs softly as he enjoys her reaction to his efforts.

  He rises up her body, raining kisses as he goes. He finds her lips again and shares a gentle, lingering kiss with his beloved. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her over on top of him. He moans in pleasure as she strokes his manhood and then effortlessly takes him into her body with a small shudder of pleasure. Luca sits up to wrap his arms around her as she starts to move slowly up and down his shaft. The lovers quickly settle into their perfect rhythm, gently driving each other to the brink of ecstasy. They exchange caresses and kisses, and cherish each other’s bodies. All too soon they reach their mutual orgasm. Morna collapses breathless into her mate’s arms, and he lies back onto the bed to hold her in his arms as her heart rate calms and her breathing slows to normal.

  After a minute or two she whispers, “See my love. That loving was just as intensely satisfying without being wild. Our loving is perfect, no matter what.” Luca continues to stroke her back gently as she drifts off to sleep again. He wonders fleetingly if she deliberately made love with him so gently this time just to prove her point. Regardless, she is right. He makes sure she is sleeping soundly before he rolls over and gently loosens her grip on his body and tucks the covers around her. He kisses her lips gently and she murmurs, “Love you.”

  “And I will always love and adore you Morna Glynn Michaels.” He vows quietly. He stealthily slips out of their bed and showers before dressing to go help prepare breakfast. It is nearly 8:00 and he knows the children are already up and about. He finds them in the kitchen. Breena and Nora are sitting at the
breakfast nook, bent intently over a sketch pad. Luca smiles happily at the sketch they are working on and kisses both girls on top of their heads.

  Kyle is showing Aiden how to make oatmeal. Aiden looks up and smiles at Luca. “Mom still sleeping?”

  Luca smiles back and says, “Yeah, pregnant ladies need a lot of sleep.” Damian laughs at that, and Breena throws an orange at him. Which he catches and peels to chop up for the bowl of mixed fruit he is preparing. Auggie is keeping an eye on her biscuits in the oven and scrambling a huge pan of eggs. George and Skjarr are frying potatoes and bacon. After Luca greets everyone he joins Tena in the dining room to help her set up the buffet line and the tables. Other weavers are pouring into the dining room and pitching in.

  When everyone sits down to eat and Morna still has not arrived, Luca excuses himself to go check on her. He prepares another cup of blood for her and makes his way to their suite. He finds her soaking in the tub again. “Another hot bath my love?”

  “Yes, my hips and pelvis are really sore.” Morna admits reluctantly.

  “Morna maybe we should take it easy, you know not make love for a few days.” Luca says as he starts to massage her low back and hips.

  “No way, Darling.” Morna says firmly. “We can tone it down a little, but I don’t want to do without you. Besides, it always loosens up as the day goes by.”

  “Fine, you stubborn woman.” Luca says with a chuckle and then kisses her tenderly. “At least let me send for Rinda.”

  “I already have,” says Morna. “She should be here anytime. Is that cup for me?” she asks pointing to the cup he set on the vanity when he entered the bathroom.

  Luca laughs and hands it to her. He watches her drink it, and asks, “Do you want me to bring a plate of food to you?”

  “Please do, my love. I am starving. I can’t believe how tired, hungry and thirsty I am lately.” Morna finishes with the cup and hands it to her mate.

  Luca kisses her again and takes the cup with him. “I’ll be back in a bit. Take it easy until Rinda gets here.”

  “Bring me a coke too!” Morna calls after him.

  Luca meets Rinda in the hall. She kisses him hello, as is her habit, before asking, “Our girl is hurting again?”

  “Yes, I am afraid so. Her hormones are making her extra frisky and I am afraid we are putting too much stress on those loose ligaments.” Luca admits to his dear friend.

  Rinda laughs and says, “Well don’t expect her to stop. You know she won’t. Her physical connection to you is far too important to her.”

  “I know Rinda, I just want her to take it easier. Could you tell her she should wait?” Luca asks.

  “Why? She won’t listen to me either. She won’t do any lasting harm to herself, it is just rather painful. Plus your son is growing at an incredible rate. That blossoming belly is putting a lot of pressure on the area. She will be okay, just uncomfortable.” Rinda assures her friend. “What is really bothering you?”

  “Just what I told you,” Luca tells her evasively. “Well, I was going to get some food for her. Go work your magic on her, please.” Luca says as he kisses her forehead before heading for the dining hall.

  Rinda enters the suite without knocking. She finds Morna coming out of her closet wearing a hot pink bra and panty set. “Damn baby! You look glorious.” Rinda says with a chuckle.

  Morna laughs, “Yeah sure, blossoming belly and all, huh?”

  “Eavesdropper!” Rinda chides playfully. “He’s just worried about you. It’s his job, and he is damned good at it.” Rinda quips with a giggle. She goes up to her friend and caresses her growing belly. “Man oh man. This baby is growing fast isn’t he?”

  “Gullveig says he grows about a week’s worth in a day. That’s pretty fast.” Morna admits and stretches her aching back.

  “Come on kiddo, let’s get ya on the floor and try to ease some of that for you. That bed is too soft. I am going to have Heimdall transport a hydraulic Chiropractor’s table up here for you. You need regular adjustments, and as that belly gets bigger it will be harder and harder to do on a flat surface.” Rinda says thoughtfully as she examines her friend. “Wow, this hip really slides out of place. What have you two been doing?” Morna chuckles but doesn’t answer. “Seriously Morna. Something about your sex life has him troubled.”

  “It’s nothing. He worries too much.” Morna says gruffly.

  “Okay, okay. You obviously don’t want to talk about this with me, but perhaps you should talk to someone about it. He is really worried.” Rinda says trying to act as though her feelings aren’t hurt.

  Morna sits up and strokes her friend’s face. “Love, it’s not that I don’t want to talk to you about it, I just really don’t think it’s an issue.” Morna sighs and says, “Ever since I started craving blood… sometimes, we are rather aggressive. More me than him. But this morning he got caught up in my animalistic lust. He just controls himself better than I do. He always has. But I honestly don’t see it as a problem. I will, however, back off because I think he is bothered by it.”

  “That makes you sad, doesn’t it?” Rinda asks gently.

  “A little,” Morna admits. “He has always controlled himself so admirably with me. But I don’t always want to control myself. I have always liked rough sex and now I am physically able to really get aggressive.” Morna blushes and bites her lip. “I am not sure if he is shocked by my behavior or just worried for me. It leaves me feeling uncertain of myself. But enough about this. I shouldn’t be talking about it.”

  “Especially not with me?” Rinda asks quietly.

  “With anyone besides my mate.” Says Morna gently as she strokes Rinda’s face lovingly. “Why are you so sensitive around me these days? Or am I just being callous towards you?”

  “I don’t know, Morna. I am really conflicted lately. You know I have never had a sexual relationship with any woman besides you, but lately I have been having those old urges around you.” Rinda notices that Morna tenses at her words and holds up her hand to stop her from talking. “I am not saying I want you that way. That part of our relationship is long, long gone. But I am thinking that I am drawn to your physical type. Does that make sense?”

  “Does Heimdall know this?” Morna asks quietly.

  “Yes, we talk about everything. We are not like you and Luca. We love each other, but we aren’t in love with each other. We have a very fulfilling sexual relationship, but it is not exclusive. It’s a very different relationship than I had with you, or you have with Luca. We will always be there for each other, but we aren’t tied to each other. I am explaining it badly.” Rinda says and then shrugs uncertainly.

  “Not really. I think I understand. I don’t know if I should say this or not, but I am going to… Have you spent much time with Annie? She is built much like I am, and she is truly lovely. I have seen her watching you, I think she is interested.” Morna says tentatively.

  Rinda laughs and says, “Geesh Morna, how weird is this? You, my former lover and best friend are encouraging me to consider a sexual relationship with your niece?”

  Morna laughs and says, “Probably not weirder than you helping me remove memories of my sexual relationship with my nephew. Ewwww! I still get the willies when those memories sneak into my conscious thoughts.” Morna shivers and rubs her arms. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have suggested it.”

  “No, no not at all. Actually, I am intrigued.” Rinda admits with a laugh and then she gets serious. “I wish we could remove your memories of Lou.”

  “Me too,” says Morna sadly. “Those memories make me feel dirty.” Morna looks away from Rinda. “Let’s change the subject. Luca is coming back with my breakfast. Let‘s finish this adjustment so that I can eat. I am always starving.”

  Rinda rubs her rapidly growing belly and says, “Gee love, I wonder why?”

  Both women are laughing heartily when Luca enters the suite. He feels guilty for eavesdropping, but he desperately wants to know what’s on Morna’s mind, so he kept tabs on t
heir conversation. He hates to admit to himself how relieved he was to hear that Rinda has moved past her sexual infatuation with his wife. But he aches deeply for his mate to know that she is so ashamed of her former connection to her nephew. It is not like she knew he was related to her, or even that they truly biologically connected. But he understands how that makes little difference in the end.

  But mostly, he feels bad that he is making her feel uncertain about herself because he has been concerned about how rough their sexual encounters are at times. Now he wonders why he is concerned about it. What she said about always liking it a little rough is true. And he had always found it exciting in the past, even though he always worried about hurting her before and after his conversion. Now he doesn’t have to worry about that so much so he should just relax and let his mate be herself.

  He watches Rinda adjust his wife’s spine and weave a healing spell, and another spell that reduces inflammation and pain. “Rinda, I want you to teach me how to do that. Not that I am wanting to take over for you, but I would like to be able to help her if it starts hurting in the middle of the night.”

  “No problem, bro. Come here.” Rinda walks him through the steps of aligning her hips and spine. And teaches him the spells in about twenty minutes. Morna gets up to go eat while they are going over the techniques and spells. “These same techniques and spells might come in handy for Aiden. His body will be under a lot of stress for a while, maybe forever. Gullveig basically reconstructed his legs, hips and part of his spine. She is amazing! I want to study with her sometime.”

  Luca and Rinda discuss chiropractic techniques and spells for a little while longer. Morna wanders back into the room, leans against a wall and watches them for a bit. She is delighted that they are so comfortable with each other. She feels guilty for her reaction to Luca’s jealousy the other day. Rinda is so dear to her and she can’t believe she would have so easily cut her out of their lives to make her mate happy. Mostly she is horrified that she even fleetingly considered harming her best friend. She is grateful that Luca is truly a better person than she is.