Shades of Gray Ch. 03

"Enter me. Please!" Selene begged, forcing him to open his eyes and acknowledge her. His calm was quickly gone, replaced with a hunger that frightened and excited her all at once. Veridias gripped her hips and literally pulled her forward, flattening his erection between them as she settled. Then, as if he was indeed reading her mind, he sat up, pushing her robe off her shoulders and pulled the nightdress up and over her head in a fluid movement. He discarded them quickly over the edge of the bed and collected her breasts in both hands, guiding her soft nipples to his mouth for some skillful tongue teasing.

Selene could not stop the moan that escaped her. The feel of their hot flesh pressed together and her sensitive breasts prisoners of his whim were almost more than she could stand. She decided that she had to have him inside her right then. So, she pushed up on her knees, freeing him of her weight and felt his penis spring up to poke unguided at her nether region. Veridias's attention was still on her breasts and she pressed them against his face as she shifted her weight forward, trying to capture the tip of his penis at her opening. This tactic proved difficult and she quickly resided herself to taking matters into her own hands, so-to-speak. Reaching around below her bottom and between her legs, Selene gripped his manhood firmly in her hand and gently pressed it against her vaginal opening while trying to coordinate her own position. The alignment was off the first attempt she made to impale herself on him; and she was forced to push back up on her knees and try again.

Veridias made matters worse by moving his kisses to her shoulder and throwing off her balance at the exact moment that she thought she had managed to get their bodies set right. She growled in frustration, even as another moan attempted to take its place.

Then, all of the sudden, they were rolling and she was on her back in the soft pillows with him lying over her, biting gently at her neck. She could feel the pressure of his penis against the inside of her thigh, which seemed a great distance from where she wanted it to be.

"You did that on purpose," she accused him, trying to sound angry, but not quite managing it. "Do not tease me," Selene whined. The elf's mouth did not halt in its travels back and forth across her neck, throat and shoulders. Then, again, he went lower to tend to her breasts and nipples. "Veridias!" she nearly sobbed. "Please..." She wondered how he could be so cruel to make her suffer like this.

Painfully slow, the elf's gaze moved up her body to connect with her eyes. Then it happened very quickly, with a swirl of gray in his irises, their minds collided, mixing emotion, sensation and thought into several moments of chaos. Waves of information passed between the two minds, trying to establish understanding and cohesion. As this onslaught occurred, Selene felt her body go momentarily rigid and her head began to spin. In the seconds that followed, Selene's body was energized with not only her own lust, but that of Veridias as well.

Her vision cleared and Selene stared deeply into the dancing color of his eyes. "You are angry with me," she stated factually, having sensed the emotion in him. "I am impatient." Something in the moment was too amusing to keep her from smiling when he failed to respond.

She knew that the smile further vexed him, but he quickly dismissed the emotion, reaching out to take her hand and place it on his penis.

"More play?" she asked, even as the answer came to her through his mind before it left his lips.

"No. You will have your wish," he said and gently urged her to guide him forward.

The guilt worm was back, burrowing painfully above her heart, but Selene pressed on, eager to complete this coupling and reach the desired climax. She pressed him against her moist opening, coating the tip with her juices before slipping the first inch or so of him inside. Despite her aroused state, the intrusion of him into her tight womb caused a ripple of pain that made her pull him back out again. Concern furrowed her brow and she looked to him for direction.

"You are still new to this, Selene," he gently reminded her. "It takes time for your body to fully adjust."

Selene nodded, not trying to hide her disappointment or trepidation. "I guess I forgot how much it hurt last time," she admitted, feeling foolish.

"Let me," he advised, slipping his penis from her hand. "Lie back and take some deep breaths."

She did as instructed, filling her lungs completely with air before releasing it in a long, steady exhalation. Meanwhile, he spread her legs a bit further, pushing her knees up to allow easier access. Then he positioned himself and pressed forward at a steady pace that helped minimize the pain as his size stretched her inner walls.

Selene winced and her body tightened up. Yet, he persisted, pushing deeper into her. Finally, he was fully inside. Then his body went still; and Selene knew he was letting her adjust before he began to move again. She continued to take deep breaths, his scent filling her nostrils as she inhaled through her nose.

"I feel my heart slowing to match yours," Selene said softly to him.

Veridias lowered himself to cover her with his warm body. "Each sharing is different," he said. "Last time we were almost instantaneously bound."

"At times I couldn't tell which sensations were mine and which were yours," Selene admitted.

He nodded wordlessly and something in his eyes registered an unspoken idea. Selene attempted to read it from his mind directly, but realized quickly that he was holding her at bay, perhaps to hide something. Before she had time to fully understand this possible revelation, he was speaking to her again.

"Are you prepared to do this?" he asked, planting a kiss on her sensitive neck and reaching down to hook his hands around her outer thighs.

Selene gazed meaningfully into his gray eyes. Already it was becoming clear that they could not relive the moments beside the hot spring. This sharing was not as powerful as that one; and, sadly, she was beginning to have regrets. This truly would be their farewell, for she doubted she could face him again after this night.

"Yes," she said, ignoring the ache that persisted deep inside her.

The elf's knees dropped back to the bed and pushed forward to scoop under her hips just a bit. This action also pulled his erection partially out. Selene, deciding not to watch, closed her eyes and threw her head back against the pillows as Veridias began his thrusts. He was gentle, moving in and out slowly and deliberately. Selene focused on his sensations during this time, finding it easier to enjoy the echoes of his building rapture than the pain in her own body.

Slowly the pain eased away, replaced with intermittent sparks of pleasure. Selene tried to focus on their combined sensations, only to realize that they were not fully linked in that regard. As the moments passed and his pleasure intensified, Selene's frustration grew. Even with the link between them, she did not feel truly connected to him. Her own lust was not being abated with his unhurried thrusts, only teased. She needed something more from him, but she couldn't assume to know what it was.

Suddenly the thrusts grew even slower, eventually coming to a stop. Selene's eyes opened and she looked questioningly at Veridias. "What is it?" His look was too mixed to interpret, but it was not a happy expression.

Climbing once again off the bed, the elf discarded the few articles of clothing that still covered him before turning back to her. "You are so different from the other females I've had, Selene," he said. "Perhaps I cannot please you this time."

Even as his words registered, Selene found her eyes skimming over his muscled chest and down to his erection. Part of her still wanted him very badly, but it seemed likely that their chemistry was gone, left long behind at the side of the hot spring.

"Tell me what you want me to do," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching out to take her hand. "What can I do to please you?"

Selene's first reaction was to shake her head in dismay. How could she know what she needed? This was still fairly new to her. Wasn't he supposed to know what to do since he was more experienced?

"I don't know."

"Then I have no choice, but to give you the control," he said, pulling up his legs as he twisted his body to lie down. He nudged her over gently so he could take up a more central position on the mattress. Then he spoke to her with gentle authority. "Ride me."

She stared at his erection for a moment, almost daring to remind him that she'd attempted to do just that before he'd thwarted her scheme. He took her wrist, pulling her toward him. So, Selene complied, once again straddling him, but keeping up on her knees as his hand moved between her legs to find her wet opening before grasping the shaft of his penis. She lowered herself slowly down to meet his tip, waiting for him to match them up before continuing. Again, his head penetrated her, pushing against her walls as her weight forced their bodies to accommodate the size of the other.

"Breathe, Selene," Veridias whispered to her, grasping her at the hips.

She took in a deep breath, surprised that she hadn't realized she was holding it and looked upon his exquisitely muscled body beneath her. She tried to smile, but the pain had returned and she fought the urge to free herself of his intrusion.

"A new position will always feel different," he said, reading her mind. "Try to relax your muscles."

Selene nodded, but didn't exactly know how to do that. Somehow she did eventually manage to relax a bit, which caused her to slip further down on his length, heightening the pain even more.

"Maybe this isn't a good idea," she said immediately, starting to lift off him.

He stopped her from retreating, holding tightly to her hips. "You need to move, Selene. I could thrust, but haven't got the best leverage on my back. This is a woman-dominant position. You must ride me and build up to your own release. Take your pleasure from me."

Her mind was clouding with doubts. It felt to her like the pain would never ebb, but surely it must. "I won't hurt you?" she asked with concern.

He shook his head. "Do not think on the pain," he told her. "I will take care of it." His intense eyes caught hers for a moment, eliciting another flash of magic from him. Immediately the pain within her womb began to dull just a bit.

With another deep breath, Selene began to move, pushing up on her knees, feeling his hard shaft slipping outward. Then she reversed the motion, claiming him again. She repeated these motions slowly at first, shifting ever so slightly back and forth to find an angle that felt best. She thought of him, trying to reach out and feel his own sensations, but gained no perspective.

"Our bond is gone," she said sorrowfully.

"My magic is not strong enough to manage your pain and maintain a sharing," he said gently as he rocked his pelvis up against Selene to encourage her to keep moving.

Selene continued on in earnest, slowing picking up speed and switching to more of a bucking motion, which caused more friction and hit a sensitive and increasingly pleasurable spot inside her.

"Breathe," he once again reminded her, sounding amused even as his own breathing quickened. Now that she had a rhythm going, he used his grip on her hips to aid in the efforts, relieving the added strain to her legs. They lost some of the lift she'd been achieving with her legs, but it proved more desirable as the lower position forced her clitoris and nether lips to rub against his lower abdomen, adding to the sensation.

"Oh, Veridias," she gasped in fear and wanting. "Look into my eyes. Link us. I want to feel you completely."

At her command, their eyes locked and again the color swirled in his irises and the light pulsed, opening the flood gates of sensation to flow between them.

"Oh, by the gods," Selene moaned, absorbing him physically, mentally and emotionally into her very being. Her bucking grew more insistent, responding to the great need to push this sharing to its limits. Her insides were quivering, wanting release even as Veridias's climax grew.

In concert, their bodies came together, Veridias adding his own strong thrusts to quicken and deepen their impending explosion. Selene's moaning grew louder, corresponding with the creaking of the bed. They were close, very close and pushed on with great fervor until they were lost in the race to finish, no longer seeing the room, feeling the coolness of the night or hearing their own grunts and moans.

Mind-seizing orgasms claimed them in unison, their bodies going rigid for an extended moment in time as Selene's spasming muscles milked the flowing seed from Veridias. Then the lovers began to relax, their energy and strength draining away to leave them trembling and tired.

Veridias gathered Selene to him, mingling their sweat and warmth as the effects of their coupling rippled through the link that was also fading. Selene grasped for his feelings and thoughts not wanting them to leave her. His erection was also softening and soon slipped from within her warmth.

"This is the worst part," Selene whimpered against his chest, still lightly panting.

His hand rubbed her back, kneading the flesh in soft circular motions. "Everything must end, dear Selene. We must not fear or hide from it."

She lifted up to look into his eyes. "You have something important that you are hiding from me," she observed, half guessing at the thoughts she was barely gleaning off of his mind.

He considered her for several moments, casting his eyes upon her flesh and inhaling the mixed scents of their passion. "No, it is not important," he said softly. "My mind wanders to obligations I must fulfill in my homeland."

"You don't really want to go home, do you?" Selene said instinctually, reading his eyes.

He shook his head, but said nothing more. A long silence followed, which gave her time to ponder what they had done and just how difficult achieving that one moment of exquisite release had been. As always, a deep carnal need seemed to pull them together, only to leave them feeling guilty and incomplete in the aftermath of the encounter instead of united and content. As her mind had insisted before, but her heart had not dared to listen, she knew he was not meant to be her companion in this life. They were just too different.

Even though their link had dissolved moments before, Selene could see from the tension building in his expression, that Veridias knew this too. Why had they allowed themselves to come this far? Even Veridias, in all his elven wisdom, had not put a stop to this farce.

Selene felt the awkwardness of the past few minutes slip away as he leaned closer, his lips meeting hers and pressing down with just enough weight to be both tender and demanding. When he withdrew from the kiss, he momentarily smiled at her- a gesture which elicited surprise and sadness from the young noblewoman as it was a foreign expression on his generally stern features.

"I should go," she said, feeling the beginnings of loneliness in her chest even before he'd released his hold on her form.

"Yes," he agreed, caressing her face one last time before she pulled away. Selene left the bed to collect her clothes and dress quickly. She knew she was going to cry from the heat building in her chest and cheeks; and wanted to be far from here when she began to do so.

Keeping her eyes from meeting his, Selene fled the suite without uttering a farewell. The dark, drafty passages of the castle concealed her passage back to her own rooms, where she remained long into the next day- even as the armored figure of the elven ambassador disappeared into the shadows of the distant forest, his focus solely on the long journey still ahead of him.