Alanha's Guide Ch. 05bythelastempress©
Alanha struggled to the surface of the haze that surrounded her, she heard Therin's voice calling her but she could not answer him. She was drawn in and out of strange dreams where she danced with a dark haired fairie while his hand slid down her bodice. At times she thought she screamed about the way his jagged teeth glittered in the starlight and at other times she wanted him to kiss her again.
Alanha felt as if she was cooking out of her skin which was to sensitive, to alive to be comfortable. When she finally woke she found Therin looking down into her face with frantic eyes as he laid a cool cloth on her forehead.
She was so glad to see Therin and not Nakiah that her eyes began to tear. She tried to speak, but nothing intelligible came out of her mouth, her words were slurring together drunkenly.
She discovered Therin had brought her to a small room, it was a cave really. It was very cool here, the air was damp but bearable, the moisture felt good against her heated skin. She had blankets piled around her.
Alanha, was alarmed to discover she was stark naked underneath the blankets. She could tell by the way the wool brushed against her thighs that she wore nothing, for half a second she could remember why she should be undressed. Very shortly though she would not care because pain began to lance through her shoulder blades, a new and terrible pain that became so severe that she curled tightly into herself and moaned in the soft bedding.
"Therin I'm dying" She said weakly as she thrashed fitfully in the covers, she felt his movement and could manage to feel only minimally better when he pulled her onto his lap. She flopped flaccidly against his stomach and her head rested across his muscular thighs. She wrapped her arms about him and sunk her nails into the hard muscles of his back.
"You are not dying Lovely, I will not let you."
Therin's warm hands flowed impatiently across the smooth skin of her shoulder and his hands felt cool and pleasant. As they passed across her shoulder blades Alanha jerked in his lap and cried out. The pain intensified until she felt as if giant slivers had been driven under her skin.
His voice came to her from somewhere above, although it sounded as if he was speaking from a great distance. Her ears were full, like she had a bad head cold.
"Dear one, I know you are afraid, but I swear I will help you. The pain you are feeling, it is from your wings. You are a fairie Alanha, a Sidhe, the ruling class. It is not uncommon, for wings to develop. But you are awakening too quickly, normally this would not be so painful for you."
She felt his fingers trace lightly across her back. "Hold tight to me Alanha, this will hurt you but for your sake I must...."
"Please!" She begged futilely as his hands began to warm and then burn on the smooth skin of her back. The heat became unbearable, so much more intense than the sharp ache inside her. She began to scream into his thighs. She was sure Therin was ripping her skin off. Alanha pressed herself tightly to his body as if she could hide from the pain. Therin spoke softly to her as she cried into his shirt.
Her skin became tighter and tighter and after a terrible pinch the pain blessedly began to recede. She felt the unusual sensation of cool air upon her face. She held off as long as she could as her body reacted to the sudden reprieve from pain. However her curiously became to great and she stole a glance over her shoulder.
Alanha could feel Therin's hands upon her, but weirdly they were nowhere she could identify. She was deeply shocked to discover great pale, transparent wings waving gently behind her, they were still drying, like a butterfly first emerged from a cocoon. The wings were white around the edges where they were still damp but they had a fine green shimmer like the first buds of spring.
As very bizarre as this new predicament was, Alanha was little more then amused by it. She was very tired, and now she was growing chilly. Therin's sweet scent was lulling her where she lay in his lap and now in the absence of pain she could feel her eyes grow heavy.
He was speaking to her but she did not listen closely. There was a place on her breast where she felt pressure, almost as if a weight pressing down on her. It made her weary, sapping what interest and energy she had managed to arouse so she nuzzled her head into Therin's thigh, intimately close to his crotch while she closed her eyes and wished for sleep.
"Alanha, stay awake!"
Therin's voice was breathless and he flipped her over extracting himself from underneath her. He thumbed her eyes open and cursed again darkly.
"I did not wish it to be this way for you, but there is no choice now, you need my strength." He lingered one heartbeat longer while his thumb traced her jaw before he rose to his feet.
Therin stripped mechanically out of his clothing and Alanha lay on her side watching him, while her head spun in languid circles. She giggled softly as her silky wings tickled her as they fluttered behind her. They felt like extensions of herself, like her arm or her leg, only new and awkward. Alanha admired the way the dim light played on Therin's fair skin, she felt light headed, as if she might faint. She gasped when she saw his arousal.
She had once given her boyfriend a blowjob in the back of his blue impala, but it was dark and she had never seen the weight of her lover then, never seen his measure. She had not been interested in such things then, only the experience. But s she saw Therin before her, Alanha's mouth went dry. What little focus she had slipped and spun lazily away and she was left confused and floundering as she shivered in her blankets.
Therin slid in beside her and despite her own tentativeness she pressed her body against him. The chill of the air and the pain of her recent transformation slowly receded as her flesh made contact with his although it did nothing for her weariness. Her head sought the crook of his shoulder where she could rest.
His strong arms wrapped about her as he drew her closer to him, ever mindful of her new wings. He placed hot kisses on the line of her jaw until he reached her newly tapered earlobe which he captured between his lips.
Alanha shivered in his arms as she rubbed his back desperately. She was unsure of what to do but she wanted him to continue even as exhaustion seemed to pull at her from every corner. Therin began to exude the strongest pull on her. She sensed from him magnetism beyond resisting, beyond her desire to resist and she submitted to it. She wanted to touch him, to press her skin against him. His nearness seemed to ease the strange burning in her breast, replacing it with a different one completely.
"Alanha" He said her name in a sigh.
Therin's hands trailed down her shoulders until his hands found her small breasts and he kneaded gently them causing her to cry out as his thumbs plucked at her nipples. Therin kissed her lips quickly before his head dropped down to her chest and he murmured softly to her as captured her wine colored areole in his mouth while she moaned softly and clutched at his fair hair.
Alanha felt like she was floating, like she had occasionally felt in the dentist's office when she had inhaled gas from the funny nose to have cavities filled. The sweet sensations of her body were all she could feel and she was also borne away by the sweet sensations that Therin wrought upon her body.
"Therin what's happening?" She gasped as he licked her nipple sweetly and looked up into her face from the plane of her body.
Her guide raised up on his strong arms he pulled himself up her body until he straddled her chest. She could not think clearly, nor really did she understand why this was happening, but she loved the desire that was written across his face and she traced the line of his chin with her shaking finger.
"Alanha, your uncle trying to destroy you by forcing you to awaken early, I am going to make you stronger, I am going to strengthen the bond between us, you will not only be stronger but I will be sure you will survive this awakening."
His confident hands stroked her smooth belly and roamed onto her left hip.
"How?" She asked as her stomached fluttered with an unnamed excitement. She was amazed to find she was practically purring as her fingers traced the line of his chest.
"With my seed Alanha, my essence, I will share it with you. Now spread your legs for me." He moved fluidly as he said it.
She hid her face in his chest while she did as he asked but she did not want any of it to stop even as her face flushed. She scissored her hips, her right leg coming up to rest against Therin's hip as his hand slid slowly down the outside of her smooth leg trailing inside her thigh. Before she could become any more nervous, he slid his finger inside her and swallowed her gasps with his hot kisses.
Alanha moved against his hand crying out in breathy little sighs that Therin relished, though he did not like the way her eyes were glazed nor how she could not focus her eyes on him. Still when her trembling hands wrapped around his arousal Therin was not certain he could to be gentle with her. He wanted her so desperately and for so long it made him ache.
She was grateful for his confidence, every touch was certain, she had no fear of him. Although she wished she could have returned the confidence of his touches. The rhythm that he thrust his finger into her body increased as he pushed farther into her, and his fingers soon became slick with her juices.
Therin fought the urge to dip his head lower and taste her. His mouth watered at the thought but his first concern was always for her, she needed him now, he would have his pleasure later.
Therin laid her back gently, he took time to make sure her wings spread out around her. Alanha looked up at him with her hazy violet eyes and raised her arms to beckon him forward as she shivered.
Therin pulled his cloak over them both as he lowered his body down slowly on hers, warming her as he covered her small body with his much larger one. He groaned softly as she wrapped her knees around his waist. Therin pressed hot kisses into her eager lips.
She felt a pressure between her legs, at the entrance of her body, where a few minutes ago Therin's finger's had been thrusting deliciously. Alanha looked into Therin's bright blue eyes as her arms tightened around his neck.
She heard him whisper her name as his eyes widened slightly Therin's hips shifted forward and Alanha felt herself stretching intimately, deeply, and she placed soft kisses on Therin's neck as she made soft sounds seduction.
The next thrust however made her stiffen in his arms as he pierced through her innocence, in one strong motion. He held her as she gasped against him, his body steady and pressed to hers.
He spoke gently when her breathing slowed. "That is the worst of it, it gets much better now." Therin's eyes looked into her soul as he brushed the tears out of her eyes. When she smiled up at him unevenly, Therin began to move in earnest.
Alanha tried to keep up with the pace he set for he,r despite her aching head. Before long her hips rose of their own accord, she was eager to meet the motion of his body. She felt a warmth flooding through her and between her thighs in a way she could not have imagined or described. She knew she was making noise, or perhaps speaking, but the words she said were not important. Therin understood what she meant.
She felt a golden edge around the corner of her awareness, it cut through the weariness she felt and the painful throbbing in her breast. It cut to the core of her, Alanha had felt this before, on warm nights in her old bedroom and in the bathtub as she tossed her head back and her fingers found the places that only she and Therin had touched.
But as the sensation came to her now she was overwhelmed by it. She arched suddenly crying out for Therin in words that had no syllables, her grip tightened dramatically and she latched her lips on his ear.
He chuckled darkly speaking words only lovers know as his hips thrust into her, but slower now, with less urgency and he leaned back on his elbows enjoying the look in her eyes. Alanha could see the sweat dripping from his brow as his face elegant face was transformed by pleasure. From what seemed like a great distance she thought that his sweat smelled like honey. His eyelids fluttered rapidly as he inhaled the scent of her, Alanha thought that his eyes danced in a way that was most becoming.
"You are beautiful when you cum Alanha." He whispered softly and she smiled at him, before blushing furiously as she struggled to stay with him in the moment and not be borne away by sensation. She felt him spear into the very core of her and groaned.
"Are you ready for me now Bright Star?" His voice was sinful and husky and she loved the way it made her feel when he looked at her this way, all other things around them fell to the side as if she was the only thing in his world.
Alanha felt him pause and draw back, with great thrust she felt heat flood into her body as Therin called something seductively into her ear. Her nails tightened on his back as she arched her back to be closer to him as his body spasmed inside hers.
She must have lost a few moments then, because when she came back to awareness he had rolled her onto his chest, she was no longer joined to him and she felt a loss at the emptiness. Her thighs were damp with their recent exertion and although she felt sore and tired, she did not feel the deep and terrible exhaustion that had plagued her in the hour before he had first touched her. Alanha's wings waved unevenly behind her and she nuzzled into his neck.
Therin's arms wrapped possessively around her and she felt a strange satisfied smugness in him that she liked. In some strange way she was pleased he cared for her enough to be possessive. As soft aftershocks raged through her body and she felt his fluid collecting on her thighs she looked up at him with a sudden terrifying thought.
"Nikiah, Therin, what about Nikiah? He haunts my dreams, I don't want to go back by him."
"Shh then, our bond will protect you tonight. You will stay here with me, where you belong. We will speak about your uncle in the morning, I want you to rest now. Trust your dreams to me." He pulled the blankets around her and kissed her head.
Therin reached his hand out into the space above her head she felt, rather than heard a whisper through the space around them and he pulled a cherry blossom from the air tucking it behind her ear.
Alanha giggled into smooth chest, "I did not think I would see these again until spring. They are my favorite."
Therin chuckled easily "I know of this. Have you forgotten Alanha? I know many things about you. They are always blooming somewhere my Lovely, and I will see them braided in your hair if you wish it, but now you shall sleep. My seed will make you stronger but you still must rest." His voice was affectionate, but distant.
As Alanha slept in Therin's arm's with the sweet scent of their sex on her skin, Therin held her tightly to his breast but his mind was far away. As he dreaded the conversation that was coming.