I stared into his eyes as every word boomed in my chest. That was the way I loved Eisha. “Why are you telling me all of this? She is with your brother.”
"Because you did not even fight for her, Felix! When Art challenged you, you just stood by and let him take her from you. I followed your progress closely while you trained with Eisha and Ronan. I know what you are capable of as a Warrior. You could have easily fought Art that day, yet you chose not to. That decision showed your growth and spoke of whom you have become, but it also showed that you still think of yourself as the man who did all those terrible things, and you do not deserve her. You are not that man anymore, Felix. You need to own who you have become, because you have walked this path. Yes, Art is my brother, and because he is, I know that he is clinging to Eisha for all the wrong reasons. The sacrifices he has asked of her, are not the kind of sacrifices meant for love. I have known Eisha since we were kids and I regard her as my sister. I want the best for her, and I know everything that she has endured. I have been there with her through her pain, and loss and I know more than anyone that she deserves to be happy. I love my brother, but even I can see that he is not the one meant for her. You did not mess up her life, Felix. You opened her heart again after it had spent two thousand years locked awa. You taught her to forgive, and to put herself in someone else's shoes. She saw the suffering you had endured through your eyes, and that taught her to let go of her pain. To grant second chances and to see the good in people again."
I sat on the chair and rested my head on the heels of my hands as his words ripped through me. "She did not want me, Cynwrig. She chose Art."
“Then, make her want you.” I looked at him confused. “Are you telling me to steal the girl from your brother?”
He made a face. "Yeah, I guess I am." I laughed, and he chuckled. "You are a good man, Felix, and so is my brother, but he still needs to find his way. What I mean to convey is that you two helped each other, you have grown together, and you need each other. Do you think it is mere coincidence that you are her anchor?" I straightened and looked into his eyes. "Part of my gift is that I can feel people's essence. I am tuned into their frequency if you will, and when you first came here, hurt, it was as though your energy closed up to me. I could not feel you, no matter how hard I tried. After you got burnt helping Eisha, and your gift awoke inside you, it was as though your essence awoke once again. The moment I felt you, I knew with absolute certainty that you were not the same man I had met at Briana's work. Your essence was entirely different from what I had felt before. There was a purity to it, lightness and it was electrifying as the river current. It was the first time I felt you, yet I had felt that essence many times before." He held my hand. "You and Eisha share the same essence. Your energy is the same as hers."
“We are connected,” I said, repeating her words.
He offered me a kind smile. “You are soul mates. Two parts of the same essence.”
“She is mine,” I said, as certainty filled every corner of my being.
This time the smile fully formed on his face. “Yes, she is yours. I am only doing this because I want a Master Healer in my village, of course.” I laughed. “But I know you want her to be happy and fulfill her destiny, and you are the only one that can accomplish that. No one can love her like you can, Felix, and you need to show her that.”
He stood and walked away. “Where are you going?”
He opened the door and let the light of the moon filter in. His gaze filled with amusement. "Well, you already know how to heal, so there is nothing else I can teach you, and I already gave you the talk about fighting for love, so all you have to do is go claim your woman. My job is done. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go claim my woman. Again, and again, and again…"
He laughed, closing the door.
Every cell in my body became alive once again as I realized that Eisha was meant for me. There was a reason our paths had crossed, and the love I felt for her was more powerful than anything in this world. It had to be because she was mine, and I was not going to lose her.
The door suddenly opened, and Cynwrig stuck his head inside. "Should I send Ronan your way so he can open a certain portal for you, and escort you to a certain village where you are only allowed as long as no one else sees you, so that you can claim a certain Warrior, or are you good?"
I laughed and nodded.
"All right. By the way, I told her you had already left."
“What?”
"Her reaction gave me an insight on how she felt. Also, it seemed like something Briana would do."
He winked and closed the door.
EISHA
* * *
Art’s hands caressed my waist while his lips created a trail down my neck.
I closed my eyes as Felix's honey eyes appeared in my mind, so full of love that it sliced right through me. My heart responded to the sight and the love I felt for him pulsated along every inch of me. A love that had already been inside me even before I realized that Felix was the man from my visions. It had only gotten stronger since then. The love that was promised to me, the one I craved and wished above all else was already mine, and instead of embracing it I let it go. This love that I had once dreamed about, had become a nightmare that trapped me, and I had no one to blame but myself. I had chosen not to hurt Art.
“…If you kiss me, you will burn.”
“It will be worth it...”
I shut my eyes tightly, trying to block the memories that inundated my mind.
Art kissed my lips, and I clung to him, our lips moved together, but all I could think of was how much I wished that Felix had broken his promise to me, and kiss me one last time. Now Felix was gone. Cyn had already allowed him to leave and there was nothing I could do. I needed to forget him, to let go of that love I had denied myself, and brought nothing but hurt to my life.
“I need you, mo sgòthan.” Art’s whisper broke through my thoughts. “Please let me make you mine. I need to make love to you… please.”
I forced my eyes open and looked into his. Art loved me, and he would treat me well. I knew that. It was time to let go. I needed to let Art into my heart, perhaps if I did, I could love him too.
"Yes," I whispered, blocking the memory of Felix away where I would never reach it again.
Art looked into my eyes surprised by my answer. I took a deep breath.
“Mo sgòthan…” His words cut off as he kissed me.
His hands began to swiftly remove my clothes until my body was bare to him. My heart began to thunder in my chest, begging me not to do this but I ignored it. Art would treat me well. I had no doubt of that. Kissing my lips, he began to caress my body. I could feel him ready to love me, but I could also feel how wrong this was. Art looked into my eyes as though he was searching for something, and a strange emotion replaced the need in his. He began to caress my breasts, yet his movements slowed. His hands moved on me almost uncertainly, and every caress from him felt as though it would scar my skin forever. He looked at his hands and shut his eyes tightly. My heart begged me not to give myself to him, and suddenly my mind agreed. Art kissed my lips again, desperately clinging to me, but I could feel the hesitation in him. My heart screamed once more, and I held his shoulders, pushing him away. He was panting, and as I looked into his eyes, they filled with pain.
“I am sorry, Art. I cannot do this.”
“…I want you in a way I never thought could exist. I love you, all of you, and I need you to love me too…”
Felix’s voice thundered in my mind, giving me the strength I needed. I was ready to listen to my heart, even if it was too late.
Art stood abruptly, and I followed, taking my robe I put it on as fast as I could to cover myself from him. He turned away from me and pushed his hand through his hair. He seemed distraught as his gaze looked all around the room. I had wounded him, and I only had myself to blame, but I forced the words out. I had to say it out loud.
"I am sorry, Art. I thought I could do th
is but I cannot. I never meant to hurt you, but I cannot be with you anymore. He looked at me, and the pain was etched on his face. "It is him I love. Not you. I am in love with Felix, and I cannot lie to myself anymore."
“Why?” Art asked, barely above a whisper. His eyes were shut tightly but I did not need to see them to know what I had done. He did not wait for my answer. He picked up his shirt from the floor and stormed out of the hut without a single look back.
I covered my face crying. What had I done?
“I am sorry. I am so truly sorry…”
I threw myself on the bed, curling up and hugging the pillow. My every cell begged for Felix. “I am sorry, Felix. I was too blind to realize it before but I love you, and only you. I am truly sorry.”
“It’s alright, Mo chiad leannan.”
My eyes snapped open. Had I really heard his voice?
“I’m here.” I sat up and saw him standing next to the partition. A portal was closing behind him.
“Felix!”
I jumped from the bed and ran into his arms. The whole world exploded as our bodies collided, and his arms wrapped around me. He pulled me impossibly closer. I could feel his heart crashing against his chest while his warmth seeped through my pores.
“Mia Bella Stella.”
He rained kisses all over my face, while his hands cradled my cheeks. The tears slid down my skin and over his fingers. His gaze settled on mine, and his gorgeous honey eyes burst with love. He smiled, and my heart instantly answered his silent plea, opening up for him.
"I came here ready to pull you into my arms, claim your lips like I needed them to survive, and give you the most romantic speech in the history of humankind about how you are mine and we belong together. To convince you that you were in love with me, even if you hadn't realized it yet, and to vow to you that I would not rest until you were mine. It was all very intense in my mind by the way, with fucking fireworks and everything." I laughed, and he chuckled. "But I get here, and you are already pledging your love to me, and don't even give me a chance to speak before you run into my arms. What the fuck, Eisha?" I laughed again as he shook his head. "I really suck at this romance crap, don't I?" My smile widened as another tear spilled from my eyes. He kissed it off my cheek, and I gripped his neck, pulling him down to me.
“You are perfect at this romance crap.” He laughed. “You can still claim my lips like you need them to survive,” I whispered.
He grinned, and his honey eyes twinkled. “Challenge accepted.”
Before I could take my next breath, his lips closed over mine, kissing me in a way that overwhelmed my senses and made me want to give everything to him. Just the way I had felt with his very first kiss. He tilted his head deepening the kiss and our tongues gently danced together as I gave in to him, wanting everything from him. My body melted in his arms because only he could kiss me this way, and I was now and forever his.
“I love you, Felix,” I whispered breathlessly on his lips.
“Say it again.”
I smiled. “I lov..” He claimed my lips before I could finish. His hands pulled me up, guiding my legs around his waist and walking me to the bed. Suddenly, I was falling from his arms and bouncing on the mattress. I looked at him wide eyed. “Did you just throw me on the bed??”
He winked. “Yeah, I’m rough like that.”
I laughed and squealed as he jumped on top of me. He pulled me close, and I curled around his body. His lips were on mine again, and I wrapped my leg around him. A whimper left my lips as his kisses reached my neck, and he lightly sucked my skin. His fingertips caressed my ankle and slowly moved up my leg until it touched my hip. He stopped.
“Fuck, Eisha. Are you naked under that robe?” He panted against my neck.
My chest tightened as reality quickly set in, and I remembered. "I am sorry," I said, as my eyes teared up again. "Art was here before you arrived."
Felix’s demeanor instantly changed. His body tensed on mine, and dread filled his eyes. He sat up slowly. “Did you give yourself to him?”
A tear fell from my eyes as I sat up too. "I was going to, but it felt wrong. I love you, and I could not do that to you. I stopped him before anything could happen."
He looked at me confused. “Did he touch you?”
I nodded. "He caressed my breasts, but I stopped him after that."
Felix took a deep breath and cradled my cheek, and pulling me to him he kissed me. “Thank you for not letting him make you his.”
I leaned back, just enough to look into his eyes. “I am yours, Felix. You are the only one I want to feel that way. The only one I need.”
The look in his eyes changed, and once again, love prevailed in them. He had such expressive eyes. I loved looking into them. “You need me?”
I nodded. “More than I could ever imagine. I need to be yours, Felix. In every possible way.”
Letting the love and need inside guide me, and letting go of everything that had held me back, I stood and faced him. My fingers held the belt of the robe, slowly untying it and pulled it open. It fell to the floor.
“I am yours.”
FELIX
* * *
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
Eisha loved me and she was giving herself to me.
I had come here tonight hoping I could make her see that she belonged with me, now she was standing in front of me, offering me her love, and asking me to love her. She was fucking perfect. My heart had lodged in my throat as the robe fell to the floor revealing her exquisite body. The fantasies I'd had of her hadn’t done her justice. My mouth dried as her nipples tightened under my gaze. Her breasts were glorious, small, full, and so flawlessly perky. Her nipples were a beautiful rose color and small. Her tip formed for me before I even touched it. It was begging me to taste it. I wanted to taste all of her. My gaze followed the curve of her waist, and I leaned in kissing her bellybutton. A whimper-like moan reached my ears and fuck, it drove me crazy. I licked her bellybutton, and she whimpered again. I was going to thoroughly enjoy making her moan. My eyes continued down her body, and her soft pink skin looked so silky, it practically called my name. Her thighs were thick, curvy, and touched in the most sensual way. Her legs were long and beautifully shaped. I wanted to wrap them around my waist. I had devoured Eisha's body in my fantasies, fucked her senseless over and over again, and my goal was still to give her so much pleasure she passed out from it, but right now I was going to let myself enjoy every single inch of her delectable skin. I could feel myself straining against my pants, and I knew it was time to shed these clothes.
I nuzzled her thighs hearing her whimpers increase and I smiled. I continued up slowly caressing her skin with the tip of my nose. Her scent reached me, intoxicating my senses as I nuzzled the delicate skin between her beautiful legs. I probably would have jerked in my pants if there was any room left. I still felt the pull though. She gripped my shoulders as though her knees had weakened and I smirked. She was so wet for me. Fuck. She was perfect. I placed a gentle kiss on her sensitive skin making a mental note to come back later.
“Fuck.”
My eyes flew up to her face. “Baby, did you just curse?” She moaned and bit her lip as she gripped my shoulders even tighter. She was still feeling the effect of my kiss. I smirked. Leaning in I placed my lips on her again.
“You are going to have to marry me now.” My lips brushed her delicate skin as I spoke. My breath caressed her. She moaned loudly, and her knees parted for me. Fuck later to hell. I gripped her hips to help her stand and plunged my face between her legs. “Mmmmm,” I hummed kissing, sucking and nibbling on her sleek skin.
That first taste of her made my fucking head spin. Both of them, which reminded me how constricted I still was. I pulled her skin gently with my teeth, and my hands left her hips to remove my shirt. Her knees buckled, she was weak from my intimate kisses. I cursed catching her in my arms.
"It's ok, baby. I got you." I turned around and laid her on the bed. She looked into my eyes, but
hers were glazed over with the perfect mixture of pleasure and desire. Smiling, I leaned over her and claimed her lips. Her chest rose and fell quickly. She was panting. "Have you ever been kissed that way?" She shook her head looking straight into my eyes. Her gaze was now full of raw desire. "Do you want me to keep kissing you there?"
“Yes,” She said, half begging me.
Her knees instantly touched the sides of the bed. I didn't even need to ask her. I grunted marveling at her stunning, glistening skin. Time to go savage. I held her thighs in place, and claimed the most sensitive part of her with my lips, sucking it deeply. She actually screamed and gripped my hair. I looked up, worried. "Too much, did I hurt you?"
“Shut up and keep going!” She whimpered.
I chuckled. "Yes, ma'am."
My mouth returned to her, and I let my tongue show her exactly the level of pleasure I could give her. I was thirsty and relentless. I nibbled, bit, pulled at her skin sucking it gently from time to time, and used my tongue to soothe her when it became too intense. Fuck, she tasted like heaven. It wasn't long before her body was shaking under my hands and lips. I didn't stop. Her long, desperate moans filled the air. I drank her sweet nectar until the very last drop. I kissed her inner thighs, and she shuddered. I smiled creating a trail of kisses up her body. My lips settled on her bellybutton again, and she whimpered. She was sensitive there. I continued up and nibbled at the skin right above her ribs. She writhed under me, and I smiled. Mmm, another sensitive spot. I was truly enjoying discovering her body this way. My crotch hurt, reminding me of a very pressing matter. I slid my hand inside my pants, and fixed myself as my lips finally reached her breasts. Round number two. Her nipples fit my mouth perfectly. I explored them with my tongue while I sucked. They were small and thick, and I couldn't get enough. Her whimper-like moans once again filled the air, and I sucked and massaged her breasts until she was trembling from need under my body. I claimed her lips, and she clung to me. Her back arched as she pressed herself to me. Her breasts pushed against my chest, and the feeling of her nipples on my skin made me harden for her even more, if that was even possible. I was throbbing, and I needed her.
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