by Sahara Kelly
There was the new agreement for cooperation between the Moon and the River Goddesses, too. That could only be a good thing.
And then there was all the neat stuff Kyle had done over the last five years. He’d never mentioned things like his suggestions for a cleaner town—better drainage ditches—or his suggestions for trade improvements. But they’d been accomplished and were now part of the Sun God’s legacy.
Yes, between the two of them, they’d helped. If this was to be their last day here—Annie refused to even think it might be their last day anywhere—then she’d concentrate on the good things. All of which had been accomplished quietly and without any human sacrifice.
Except that of the flesh, of course. And she’d readily sacrifice her flesh to the man next to her right this moment if he wanted.
She was such a sucker. One look from those green eyes and she’d drop her skirt and spread her thighs.
Yes, that was the look. Kyle must have sensed her thoughts because he flashed her his killer grin at a very appropriate moment in her meditations. Or inappropriate as the case might be.
Annie tried to stop her body from aching. It had been too long since she’d had Kyle’s cock right where it belonged. Deep inside her, nudging her womb.
The realization that Kyle was the other half of her life, her soul, her spirit, Laurel to her Hardy, yin to her yang or whatever, made her understand that this time in Sumer had brought her more than she could possibly imagine.
Her heart ached as she gazed at the man she loved.
He raised a flask of beer, took a swig and belched slightly. God, she was nuts about him. She prayed to all the Gods and Goddesses that she’d have at least another fifty years to tell him so. In any era.
* * * * *
“It’s time.” Kyle’s quiet words pierced the hubbub of conversation that was taking place around Annie.
She drew in a breath, put her hand in his and stood. Ronnil and Enshilla were already waiting for them at the doorway, and although hesitant to leave this lovely temple, Annie knew that Kyle was right. It was time.
The walk back to the Sun God’s temple was almost somber, even though a large number of the citizens of Kushuk had assembled to wave and cheer their favorite Priest and his High Priestess.
There was no need for conversation between the principals. Kyle’s mind was probably working over his scientific calculations, and Annie knew she was trying to slow her heart rate down so that she didn’t drop dead before the experiment had a chance to kill her.
It seemed they arrived at the temple terribly quickly, but at this point Annie figured her mind had just warped off into another dimension. Fear, liberally mixed with Ishkar’s beer, would do that to a person.
Enshilla led Kyle and Annie to a small chamber and helped them remove their jewelry.
“You are sure you do not wish to wear these, High Priest?” asked Enshilla, holding up the heavy collar.
“I’m sure, Lady. I am about to celebrate a fertility ritual, and that would leave a horrid mark on my wife.” He grinned over at Annie, obviously deriving much enjoyment from those two words.
“Thank you, husband.” She smiled back. “I shall offer you the same courtesy.”
Annie removed her jewelry, conscious of the fact that Kyle had insisted they wear no metal during this entire process. She was a bit put out, because some of the gold she’d worn…oh, well. It probably would have looked strange for her to suddenly produce artifacts from Ancient Sumer if they made it home to their own time.
Enshilla respectfully deferred, and after insuring that they had all they needed, left them alone together.
Kyle grabbed Annie and pulled her roughly into his chest.
“Ooof!”
“Sorry, Annie. I just needed to touch you.”
Aware of his hard cock digging into her and demanding her attention, she chuckled. “You’re touching me, all right.”
“Are you sure you want to do this? Oh god, if something should go wrong…”
“Kyle, the only thing that could go wrong is that we become separated. Live or die, it has to be together.” Her hands slid around his neck and she pressed little kisses to his chin.
“Annie…” he muttered, finding her lips.
Their kiss deepened and within moments their bodies were straining against each other.
“Do we have time?” panted Annie, clit aching and juices running down her thigh.
“I don’t care, we’ll make time,” growled Kyle around a mouthful of breast.
He pushed her down onto a nearby table and spread her thighs. “I can’t wait, Annie…”
“Me neither.” Her hands grabbed his ass and pulled.
To both their satisfaction, Kyle’s cock slid into Annie’s cunt like a key into a lock. They both gave identical little sighs of pleasure.
Then Kyle moved and Annie wriggled.
Kyle groaned and Annie moaned.
Kyle dropped his head and Annie levered herself up onto her forearms. They both watched as Kyle’s cock thrust in and out of Annie’s swollen flesh, glistening and hardening even more.
“Kyle…” whispered Annie, spellbound at the sight.
“Yessss…” hissed Kyle, raising his head and watching Annie watch him.
It was enough to push him over.
He grunted and the movement of his hips quickened, making Annie raise her legs and cross her ankles behind him as she hung on for the ride.
She could feel every nerve ending inside her body begin to tingle as Kyle slid a hand over her mound and pressed her clit.
“Anniiiiieee…”
“Now, yes, NOW!” she shrieked.
With one last thrust that nearly took her off the table, Kyle came, pumping long and hard into her body, helped by her own orgasm which was turning her into a lump of pulsating flesh. She knew her cunt was milking him dry and then some.
They fell into each other’s arms, content and sated, forgetting for a brief moment that their lives were about to go squarely on the line.
* * * * *
The space before the temple of the Sun God was filled with merrymakers who erupted into loud cheers at the sight of the High Priest and his consort.
Annie and Kyle made their way to the front of the balcony, waving and smiling at the people assembled below.
Annie had a sudden vision of Great Britain’s Royal family as they waved from the front of Buckingham Palace. There were distinct similarities, although she had to admit she couldn’t recall ever seeing one of the Royals wearing nothing but a yard or so of white silk around her body.
There probably hadn’t been a huge bed on the balcony either.
There was one here. And it was right behind Annie.
Of course, the crowd didn’t know that beneath that bed was a rat’s nest of gold wire, tangled connections, strange lumps of different metals, and a thin, beaten gold strip leading from the room into a chamber where a bunch of priests were about to invent spinning. As a form of workout, that is.
Annie had to shake her head at the absurdity of it all.
Small braziers were burning along the edge of the balcony, adding the fragrance of Huk Gil to the proceedings. Annie had viewed this warily, but Kyle had reassured her that they’d use a very small amount. He had seemed to think it would do the same job as the little tranquilizers she’d taken so long ago.
Annie had narrowed her eyes, and asked why she couldn’t have had a few of Ishkar’s beers instead.
Kyle gave her his ”look”. The one that said ”if you want to end up barfing, go right ahead”.
Annie had reluctantly approved the Huk Gil.
She was rather glad she had, as she could feel herself relax under the effects of the fumes. Kyle, too, was smiling now, and seemed much less tense.
Night was fast approaching, and true to form, clouds had formed which were billowing into the darkening sky.
Kyle looked up. “We might get lucky with a storm, Annie. Wouldn’t that be terrific?”
> “I don’t know. You tell me.” Her voice quavered slightly, and Kyle put his arm around her, hugging her close.
The crowd cheered loudly.
“It’ll be fine, Annie. The worst that will happen is that it doesn’t work and we have to stay here. At least we’ll be together, right?”
Annie leaned her head on his shoulder.
The crowd cheered even more loudly.
“Right.”
“Annie, I love you.” Kyle gazed at her with his heart showing in his green eyes.
“God, I love you too,” she answered.
Kyle kissed her tenderly.
The crowd was beside itself.
Recalled by the noise, Annie pulled back. “Okay coach. It’s fourth and down on the five yard line. Time to call the play.”
“Um, Annie?”
“What?”
“I really don’t know very much about football.”
Annie laughed. She couldn’t help it, she laughed and laughed. “My God, you really are the answer to a woman’s dreams, aren’t you?”
The crowd, of course, was going ballistic.
Kyle grinned back at her. “Up on the bed, wife. All we have to do is fuck, and I think we can do that quite well, don’t you?”
Annie jumped willingly onto the bed and Kyle followed her with a little yip of pleasure.
The crowd wet its collective pants.
A rumble of thunder sounded, and a hush fell as a flash of lightning crossed the sky.
“It’s going to work Annie, I know it,” said Kyle firmly, pulling her body beneath him.
Annie was torn between nerves and passion. The feel of Kyle’s flesh rubbing over hers was distraction enough, without the oncoming storm.
Kyle signaled to his helpers, and Annie heard a soft whirr through the doorway. The peddling had begun.
Within moments, she felt the hairs on her arms standing up, and noticed that Kyle’s hair was beginning to resemble a halo around his head. The static electricity was building.
The silk of their robes crackled as Kyle whipped them off.
He was right. It was working.
* * * * *
Annie’s eyes were growing larger as he gazed down into her face. God she must be terrified, thought Kyle. He sure as hell was.
One part of his mind kept saying that the calculations were correct, that the equipment would work, that it was a sound scientific principle.
Another part was screaming, running round in circles and trying to hide under the bed.
The Huk Gil had relaxed him just enough to appreciate all these sensations, but the one he appreciated most was the softness of Annie’s thighs beneath his. The scent of her arousal mixed with the scent of the incense made his senses swim.
He’d been deep inside her not an hour before, yet he wanted her again, and again. He couldn’t imagine ever not wanting to be inside her. It was a heady feeling.
He raised his buttocks and positioned his cock at the entrance to her warmth, noting with half an ear that the whirring had increased and that the condenser under the bed was humming.
The crowd in the square was murmuring now, some watching as Kyle and Annie moved together on the huge bed, others imitating them with their own partners. Groans and sighs permeated the twilight air as lightning continued to flash across the top of Kushuk, and thunder rumbled, louder than before.
Kyle gently slid into Annie.
A soft moan rose from the square.
Little sparkles began to dance along the gold trim around the balcony, making those who were actually paying attention gasp in wonder.
Another crack and flash—this time closer.
Kyle began to move inside Annie, slowly stroking her, loving her with his cock, and pressing against her clit with his pelvis as he buried himself deep.
Tickles moved down his spine, and while he knew he was aroused, these weren’t sexual, they were electric.
He thrust more firmly, knowing that his movements were being followed and copied by many in the crowd below. In fact he was counting on it.
The sounds increased in volume, small squeals of pleasure, moans and sighs were giving way to grunts and the occasional shriek as the crowd became more and more aroused by what they were seeing and doing.
It was the biggest group fuck possible, and Kyle was relying on the emotions to help his machine work.
He pulled back, tossed his hair out of the way, and allowed the crowd to see his hand caressing Annie’s breast and his cock ramming into her.
The crowd responded gratefully by going into hysterics.
The storm was breaking over them, the lightning scarcely having time to fade between flashes.
Small electric discharges were now flittering along the entire length of the balcony and over the bed, while on the floor the machinery was reaching full capacity. The whirr was now a whine.
Kyle knew his hair must be standing on end, because most of Annie’s was too. At least the strands that she wasn’t rubbing over her pillow. She was following his every move, his every thrust, and answering his passion by fucking him back with every ounce of strength she possessed.
God what a woman.
God how he loved her.
A huge lightning bolt split the skies and Annie yelled out her orgasm.
The crowd bellowed and howled.
An enormous flash of light burst out from the balcony and temporarily blinded the stunned crowd below.
People stood mute, rubbing the darkness from their eyes. When they recovered, they realized the balcony was empty.
The Sun God had swept up his woman and gone.
Chapter 20
Annie couldn’t help it, she screamed.
This was partially because she was experiencing a mind-blowing orgasm, but mostly because right at the crucial moment something very hard had whacked her on the back of the head.
Something very like a tiled floor.
A voice was shouting at her. She concentrated over the pain and tried to make out what it was saying.
“Ms Lynden…Ms Lynden…are you all right?”
The voice was unspeakably stupid. Of course she wasn’t all right. She was just finishing up the climax-to-end-all-climaxes and her head hurt.
Wait. He’d said…oh god…she was home.
She opened her eyes to see a technician in the familiar jumpsuit of Pendrake Industries bending over her and stroking her hand.
“Ms Lynden, my god, please…say something…”
“Your fly is open.”
He dropped her hand like it was a hot potato, blushed and zipped himself up. “What are you doing here…like that?” He waved his hand and Annie realized that she was naked. Her immediate reaction was, “so?” but then she also realized she wasn’t in Sumer anymore either, and her hands flew down to cover her mound from the tech’s fascinated gaze.
“Oooh…Mark…look…”
Another voice made itself known, and Annie turned her head to see a young woman pointing at the floor behind her.
The young woman’s jumpsuit was hanging around her hips. Maybe times weren’t so different from Sumer after all.
But Annie looked where she was pointing and watched as a glow became a light became a fireball and with a bang a body thumped onto the floor.
Annie winced.
The body was also busily climaxing at that exact moment, shooting cum across his abdomen.
“Eeeuw!” said Miss Bare Breasts.
“Shit…” breathed the techie.
Annie groaned. She was back in the twenty first century.
“Help me up,” she told the young man, holding out her hand for balance. He stepped over and tried not to notice her peculiarly shaved mound as he helped her to her feet.
“Take your hands off my wife,” a deep voice growled from the floor.
“God…it’s…it’s Dr. Pendrake!” The techie looked as if crapping his underwear was a definite possibility.
“Kyle, stop it. We made it in one piece. These t
wo just happened to find us.” Annie staggered to Kyle, running her hands over all his dear places just to make sure he was all there. Yep, he was all there. But she checked his balls just to be on the safe side.
Kyle shivered. “Cut that out,” he hissed.
“Dr. P—P—Pendrake?”
“Get me a lab coat, will you…um…Everton?” Kyle read the nametag from the techie’s suit. “And for god’s sake stop staring at my wife and get her something to wear as well.”
Kyle rose to his feet oblivious of the cum running down his abdomen.
The girl shyly proffered a box of Kleenex, eyes glued to Kyle’s cock, which was glinting very nicely in the lights of the lab. Even relaxed it was impressive.
Annie’s teeth snapped together audibly.
“Thank you…Kim,” she said dismissively. “Get Dr. Pendrake and myself a drink of water, would you?”
With a last lingering look at his crotch, Kimmy turned away.
“Oh, and dress yourself appropriately please.”
Kyle sputtered against her. “Dress appropriately? This from the High Priestess of the Moon God? A woman who tints her nipples and flaunts them around the main square of Kushuk?”
“Quiet,” hissed Annie. “We’ve got some fast talking to do.”
Kyle’s hand stroked Annie’s bare backside. “We’ll manage, love. We’re together and we’re home. There’s nothing we can’t do.”
Annie looked at him and her heart melted. “I love you, you idiot.”
“Thank you. I think. I love you too. We are married now, you know. When can we have babies?”
Annie giggled. “We have some more immediate concerns, at this moment. Like where are we going to live, what are you going to do for a living, how soon can I start my book on Ancient Sumer…”
“A book?” Kyle gave an exaggerated shudder. “You’re not going to write about everything we did, are you?”
“Sweetheart, I’m not going to write about anything we did. I’m going to write about a totally different couple. Of course the hero will be completely and absolutely gorgeous, with the most devastating green eyes…”
Across the room a little beep reminded Kyle that his protégé was present. He strolled over. “Well, hello again, Merlin. I had hoped that you’d been cured of your tricks, but it seems that you conspired to get away with it again, didn’t you?”