Queen of the Isle

Her nemesis — the spellbook — was conspicuously absent.

Naturally, Alicia knew what he was up to, but she was willing to brush that aside for the moment. The bath called, easily dominating her thoughts after falling asleep in the clothing she'd worn the previous day. Between the candles and bath, her frustration melted away. Thakkor had even thought to lay out her razor, knowing how stubble on her legs and mound irritated her.

Clean and smooth shaven, Alicia picked up the clothing her husband had laid out for her. The blouse was one that she never wore in public, because it exposed most of her shoulders, revealed ample amounts of cleavage, and left her midriff bare. He'd paired it with a spring green sarong that would show off long expanses of leg.

Alicia rolled her eyes and smiled. Despite what she knew was the primary reason for his choices, they were perfectly suited to staying cool in the tropical climate — so long as she didn't get too much sun. Alicia stared at the tent flap after dressing and wondered what else awaited her. She knew her husband well enough to know that he was hardly finished. She steeled herself against the heat and humidity outside, and then pushed back the canvas door.

Much to her surprise, a pleasant breeze greeted her. The weather had turned, taking away the stifling heat in favor of a beautiful summer day. Thakkor sat on a blanket down by the beach, shaded by palm trees. He wore only his breeches, giving her a view equally exciting to the one she provided him. The sight of so much of his muscled body exposed made her shiver.

"Morning. Happy anniversary," he greeted her.

"Happy anniversary," she responded, and started across the sand toward him. Along the way, she pointed toward a pot sitting near an unlit fire and asked, "What's that?"

"That's for later." He then whipped a cloth off something beside him and said, "Breakfast?"

Alicia's eyes and smile both widened when she saw what was under the cloth. Halves of coconut held chopped pineapple, positioned on either side of a bunch of bananas. Alicia immediately reached for a cube of pineapple, a treat that she hadn't had in years. As soon as she dipped her fingers in the makeshift bowl, she noticed that the fruit was chilled.

She popped the cube in her mouth and moaned in delight before asking, "But how?"

"Found a cave a ways inland. The water coming out of there is ice cold." He took a couple of pieces of pineapple for himself. "Eat it before it gets warm, but I've got more stashed up there in the creek."

"You're too sweet. You did all this for me?" She took his advice and dipped her fingers into the pineapple again.

"For us. Trail rations make us both cranky. Eat up."

After a few more bites of pineapple, Alicia asked, "You wouldn't know where my spellbook is, would you?"

"Yep — and I'll give it back to you as soon as you've finished eating." He took an exaggerated bite of his banana. "You barely touched that fish I made last night."

"I'm sorry, Thakkor. It's just so frustrating."

He reached out and stroked his hand over her knee. "That's why you're going to give it a shot once you're well rested and well fed. I know you can do it."

"You have more faith in my ability than I."

"Not faith. Faith is something you need when you don't already know the truth."

Despite remaining reservations, Alicia smiled and brought his hand to her lips to kiss it. She then finished the last of her pineapple and picked up the coconut bowl to drink the juice.

Without being asked, Thakkor brushed aside the sand hiding his wife's towel-wrapped tome and handed it to her. Before she could open to the page of the spell, he slid in behind her, stretching his legs out next to hers, and started to knead her shoulders.

"Mmm, that feels wonderful."

"Good. You just relax and study your spell. I'll do the rest."

Thakkor remained silent, massaging her shoulders, neck, back, and even moving to rub her feet. As Alicia read, she found that the relaxed state he put her in bore fruit. Word by word, line by line, she found the proper pronunciation and rhythm of the arcane words on the page. In only an hour, she made more progress than she had the whole of the previous day.

Then an especially complicated word stopped her cold.

After only a minute or so of struggling, she felt Thakkor's lips on her neck.

"I think its time for a break," he whispered in her ear.

Irritated at first by the interruption, Alicia bowed to the wisdom that had brought her so far already. The sun was directly overhead, and she'd barely noticed the time passing. Another kiss prompted a sigh, and she closed the book.

"Come on. I want to show you something." With that, he stood up and dropped his breeches.

"Thakkor," she protested, hardly feeling in the moment for that, though the sight of his manhood did give her a slight push in that direction.

He laughed. "No. We're just going for a swim. I found something yesterday while I was... Well, I found something."

"Thakkor, I'm not traipsing around naked for all the world to see."

"Who's going to see?" He countered, and laughed again. "If someone was going to happen along, we wouldn't need that spell, would we? Trust me. Relax." He held out his hand to help her rise.

Still a little reluctant, Alicia took the offered hand and stood. Thakkor leaned down to kiss her as soon as she gained her feet, and tugged at the bow she'd tied to hold up her sarong. Lost in his arms and the kiss, she didn't protest in the slightest as it fell to the blanket below.

He popped open the buttons on her blouse while she slid her panties down to step out of them. A few seconds later, more than a little flushed in the cheeks, she followed him down to the shore.

He nodded toward the water, gave her a wink, and then ran out into the waves with a boyish whoop. Alicia covered her mouth and laughed, watching him run until the water was too deep, at which point he dived forward.

He came up and flipped the hair out of his eyes, flinging water behind him in a graceful arc that shone with rainbow colors as the light hit it. "Come on, Alicia. Worst that can happen is someone comes along to see you naked and we get rescued. They're certainly going to see a lot more with you standing there than if you're out here with me. Not that I mind the view."

"You are incorrigible," she playfully scolded, and then waded out into the water.

"Always."

Once the water reached her waist, Alicia lifted her feet, and with a few pushes of her arms, floated to Thakkor's side.

"It's over this way," he explained, and then spun in the water to swim.

Alicia gasped, and then shivered at the sight of his muscles working, feeling a little of that moment washing over her. Not wanting to be caught staring like a love-struck girl — no matter how accurately it described her feelings — she swam after him.

Thakkor treaded water and waited until she caught up to look around in confusion. "Down there," he explained with a nod of his head toward the water. "Take fast, deep breaths, like this." He demonstrated, sucking in great quantities of air and expelling them in bursts. "Sailor showed it to me. Said it was how pearl divers stayed down so long. You try it."

Alicia followed his example, feeling silly as she puffed like a bellows floating on the surface of the ocean.

"That's it," he encouraged her, and then resumed his rapid breathing as well. He spaced out the final instructions between breaths. "On three. One last. Big breath. Then dive."

Thakkor lifted a hand out of the water and held up one finger, keeping up the rapid breathing. A second finger followed, and finally a third. He sucked in a last gulp of air, and then dived straight down, his feet kicking at the surface as Alicia did the same.

Alicia gazed in wonder upon the fish darting every which way as she and her husband intruded upon their world. She had never seen such vibrant blues, bright yellows, or fiery reds in all of her life as those of the fish streaking away in alarm. The world the fish inhabited was equally beautiful. Brightly colored coral formed intricate, dazzling shapes, creating hiding places for the animals that lived amongst it. Crabs skittered across the ocean floor, sometimes startling fish from their secluded dens in the coral. It was all bathed in the dappled light filtering through the water above.

Though she found that the air gulping did allow her to stay down longer than she would have anticipated, Alicia found her lungs starving long before she was ready to leave the sight. Thakkor kicked toward the surface, and she followed out of pure necessity.

After sucking in several deep breaths, Alicia turned to her husband wearing a smile so wide that her cheeks ached. "Oh Thakkor, it's beautiful."

"Thought you'd like it. Let's go down again over that way a bit."

After an enthusiastic nod and saturating her lungs with air once more, she and Thakkor dived again. Three journeys to the bottom and multiple wonders later, Alicia was feeling the strain of treading water.

"Tired?"

Alicia nodded, her expression a little sad, and then she turned back toward the beach. She reached the shore first, and strode through the knee-deep water, smoothing out her hair as she walked.

Thakkor's voice, barely above a whisper caught her attention. "Gods, you're beautiful, Alicia."

She turned to see him admiring her, and said, "So are you," her eyes drinking in his muscled form shedding rivulets of water as he stood up. The perfect setting and the sight of him sent her passions soaring. The slight edge of fear that someone would happen upon them — no matter how unlikely — added a tolerable level of danger to her feelings, which only excited her all the more.

A twitch of his manhood told her that Thakkor's mind raced along the same path as hers.

Alicia sat down on the sand where the water just lapped at her bare bottom, her head bowed slightly in a demure pose that directly contradicted the heat smoldering in her eyes. She crossed her hands in front of her sex, again sending conflicting signals as the posture served to lift and press her breasts together.

Thakkor's dangling organ stiffened and rose as he approached to sit down next to her. They shared a brief kiss, and he asked, "Feeling relaxed again?"

"Oh, a little, I suppose," she answered, and then added a dramatic sigh.

Knowing the game, he played along and asked, "Anything I can do for you?"

"Perhaps."

The game ended the moment he leaned in to kiss her. His left hand scrunched in the sand as he reclined, guiding her with his lips to do the same. Alicia's back settled to the warm, white sand, and she let her head loll back with a sigh. Her husband's right hand glided down her tummy, and then wormed beneath her still crossed hands. Alicia let them fall to her side, gasping and arching her back as his fingers caressed her inner thighs.

His next kiss fell on her bared throat, prompting a sharp moan. The tickle of his beard contrasted with the soft touch of his lips as the kisses continued on her neck and chest. All the while, his fingers slipped over her wet skin, so close to her building need.

A low, hungry growl accompanied Thakkor's lips closing around her nipple. She barely had time to revel in the perfect bliss of that sensation before a finger wriggled between her nether lips as well. "Oh yes," she whimpered, her arms wrapping around him.

Thakkor's lips tantalized her nipple; the touch equal parts kiss and suckle. His tongue curled around the stiff pink points, the sensation making her writhe on the sand. Her back arched once more, pressing her breast against his mouth when his probing finger slipped into her depths.

When he leaned over her to reach her other nipple, Alicia let one hand slip from his back to find his manhood. She gasped as her palm found his hardness, making the stiff organ twitch away from her. Another finger joined the first in her needy depths, both digits curling.

A long, quavering wail burst from her lips as Thakkor's fingers pressed against the sensitive spot behind her mound. He'd discovered this trick on their honeymoon, a way to overcome the one caveat of the perfection they shared when coupling. His beard tickled when he slipped between her legs to taste her, and the distraction was just enough to make it difficult for her to reach climax.

She had no such difficulty now, already feeling the warmth and pressure building in her depths.

His lips sucked harder, sending pulses of energy shooting through her body. His fingers moved faster, her hips rocking in perfect concert. Alicia's eyes pinched closed and her mouth drifted open as her pleasure mounted. Whimpers, moans, and yelps bubbled from her lips, growing ever louder and higher pitched.

An especially hard suck of her nipple made Alicia cry out, and her eyes popped open. Her husband let the stiff bud slip from his lips and levered back up to a sitting position, his fingers buried inside her never slowing. He moved toward her hips, and his hand splashed in the water for a few seconds, rinsing away the sand.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Alicia cried out as he pressed her near leg down and reached for her hood.

Alicia watched in strange detachment as his sea-damp fingers lifted the protective sheath, exposing the swollen pink pearl beneath. The pressure of her impending peak had swelled to almost uncomfortable levels — so close, yet still unreachable. "Please," she wailed, equally to her husband and her own body.

Thakkor leaned over her, his tongue snaking out to its full length. The tip reached her clit, flicking rapidly, and she tumbled over the edge.

Alicia loosed a primal scream of ecstasy as she came, the shockwave of her orgasm ripping through her and making her whole body lurch. Her bottom lifted from the sand, and Thakkor's lips closed over her throbbing clit. She screamed again, her lips forming the word, "Yes," as she writhed uncontrollably.

The intensity of her climax stole her senses, and she kept coming long after she had bucked away from her husband's lips and fingers. She returned to reality after long, beautifully agonizing moments, dripping with sweat, and still caught up in the aftershocks of orgasm.

Thakkor sat next to her, caressing her leg and wearing a wide smile. When her eyes focused and she swallowed, trying to moisten her throat, sore from screaming in ecstasy, he said, "I'll get you some water, love."

Alicia tried to nod her thanks, but another wave of pleasure rippled through her, causing her to half sit up, and then dropping her head back to the sand.

The previously cold cave water had warmed while they swam, but it still felt like liquid heaven as Thakkor helped her drink. The sight of his cock, still rock-hard and throbbing between his legs, brought on a final shudder. She lay down with a languid moan, finally slipping into the afterglow.

The part of her long trained in propriety tried to warn her that she was lying exposed, naked and vulnerable, but it couldn't overcome the beauty of the setting and her husband stroking her hair. Her mind drifted in a dream-like state, the sun warming her and the waves lapping against her body.

After long, wonderful minutes, something else drifted through the fog in her mind. It arose slowly into her consciousness, until she at last grasped it. Her eyes opened wide, she smiled, and pronounced the word of the spell that had last left her vexed.

"Bless you."

Alicia laughed and sat up. "I wasn't sneezing. That's the word I couldn't master before we went swimming."

"Guess you did relax, huh?" He twitched his eyebrows at her.

Alicia laughed again and kissed him. "I can almost see the rest of the line in my head. I..." Realization dawned on her, and she let her eyes drop down to his manhood, still half hard.

"Go on. Making you come like that was more than enough for me."

"But..."

"No buts. Back to your spell, young lady."

Alicia gathered her feet under her. "I love you."

"Love you too."

Excited by the flash of inspiration, Alicia returned to the blanket, mindless of the state she was in. Sweaty, covered in sand, and sticky with her own juices, she sat down with her book, still naked, and fell into her studies.

The sun tracked overhead, the words and gestures of the spell slowly falling into place in Alicia's mind. Twice, she had to move so Thakkor could reposition the blanket in the shade, but otherwise, the magic enthralled her. Cool water from the cave and bits of chilled pineapple were always within reach, placed there by her husband as he busied himself with tasks that he skirted explanation about.

She was tantalizingly close to mastering the spell when she arrived at another word that eluded her ability to pronounce. Still within the rhythm of the spell, she felt close, but the break in momentum opened her thoughts to other things.

The grains of sand clinging to her body — most notably those in the cleft of her buttocks — began to make her squirm. That in turn reminded her of the sticky juices between her legs. The final straw was a loud grumble of her tummy — so loud that she heard Thakkor snort in amusement behind her.

Alicia turned on him with a half hearted scowl, and he raised his hands in a defensive posture.

"Almost have everything ready for dinner. Got you a bath ready, too."

Alicia hesitated for a second before closing the book, but the evidence that this day had provided regarding the value of stepping away from her studies won out. "Are you reading my mind?"

"No, just your squiggling," he answered, wearing a wide smile.

Alicia stood up and stretched, grinning back at her husband when the display made his smile even wider. "I won't be long."

"Take a few minutes, because I need it to finish the main course, my lady." He offered a courtly bow.

Of course, the fact that he was stark naked made the display more than a little humorous.

Memories of her orgasm on the beach washed back over her, and Alicia couldn't resist reaching out to stroke her fingers over his cock as she passed by on her way to the tent. She gave a surprised yelp when he playfully swatted her bottom, and then stepped into the tent.

The warm water and cool environs kept her in the bath a little longer than she'd originally planned, but the rumbling of her tummy finally encouraged her to reach for the towel. Once dry, she looked at the clothing Thakkor had laid out for her, bit her lower lip in mischievous thought, and left the clothes behind.

Thakkor had put back on his breeches while she bathed, and he looked a little surprised, but far from disappointed, when she strode back to the blanket nude. The smell of roasted fish reached her, turning the rumble of her stomach into a full-fledged growl, and she hurried to her tin plate of fillets. Her husband placed a cup of cool water in front of her, and then walked over toward the fire he'd prepared earlier, now only hot coals beneath a cooking pot from his pack.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"That's only the..." He paused obviously searching for a word, and then triumphantly declared, "Appetizer."

Alicia took a bite of fish and let out a satisfied moan. "Oh?"

"Uh huh," he answered.

He kept his body between her and his cook pot, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that she couldn't see what he was doing. Alicia rolled her eyes at his conspiratorial posture and finished her fillet, giving him time to stand and put something behind his back as he approached.

She could see steam curling from behind him as he walked, and she leaned to the side, trying to see what he carried. Thakkor quickly turned, keeping his secret, until he reached the blanket.

Alicia's mouth dropped wide open when he sat down the lobster, and then she squealed in delight.