Sun and Earth Ch. 05

"I don't understand..." he started

"Let's just leave it at that for now, ok? Please? I'm so ashamed I can't even speak about it. Micah I beg you, no more...my chest feels odd." I changed the topic reminding him that I was 'wounded' and vulnerable and shouldn't be speaking of things that upset me. Micah put a hand down my shirt to stretch the fabric and get a better view of the hole.

"You're beginning to heel. It doesn't look as charred as it did. Sleep for a while. We'll be there in about 2 hours." I shifted my torso so that his hand brushed my breast. I closed my eyes as his hand closed over my breast. His hands were so big that it could cup my entire tit. I sighed enjoying the shooting sensations stretching from my tit to my groin as he continued to squeeze and massage me.

"I don't want to sleep...too many nightmares." I took his hand out of my shirt and put it on my lap. "But I am very tense. Can you help me, Micah? Please?" Micah's eyebrow quirked up and his hands moved down to my jeans. I helped him unbutton them and then slid out of them leaving the lower half of my body naked.

His hand grazed over my thighs and trailed down to my pussy mound. I breathed deeply and closed my eyes, shutting out the world. His fingers began to probe the lips of my cunt, I opened my legs wider so he could have better access. I felt one finger slide smoothly into my body.

"So wet, so tight and wet just for me." I heard Micah's voice murmur

He added another finger to the exploration and a moan escaped my lips. I was dripping all over the car seat now and couldn't give a shit. I felt myself widen as he slid in a third finger. "Oh, Micah!" He began to slide his fingers in and out of my tight pussy. His pumping took on a steady pace, and as he pumped his thumb began to strok my clit. I lifted my leg so that it rested against the dash, I brought my hand up under my shirt and started to squeeze my nipple.

"Don't stop." I gasped as the tightening began to form in my groin. "Fuck Micah, don't you dare stop. Faster, fuck me with your fingers faster."

"Gods, Parker I'm going to cum just listening to you moan."

My breathing was labored as Micah's fingers pumped inside me faster and faster. I pushed his thumb away from my clit and began to rub it myself. I needed to cum and knew exactly the right way to rub myself to fall over that edge.

"Cum for me, Parker. I need you to squirt all over the fucking car." Micah fucked me with his fingers even harder and I screamed, the car began to swerve just a bit. I reached over and held onto the steering wheel, righting the car. As I let go Micah changed the rhythm of his fingers sliding in and out of my cunt. I pressed harder on my clit and felt the orgasm take me. "Oh Micah, fuck. Fuck Me!" I moaned as the car sped up from Micah's distraction.

Micah kept his fingers in my pussy for a few more minutes as I rode the orgasm. It was as sweet as his scent and all the bad memories floated away. I sighed contented and opened my eyes, Micah was looking at me every few seconds and with a smile on his face. He pulled me back to lean against his chest and once I pulled my pants back on I had no problem falling asleep. Nightmare free.

We arrived in Amarillo at about 3PM. The sun hadn't begun to set so we had some time to find a hotel and get ourselves settled. We checked in to a busy 3 star hotel. I was worried we wouldn't be able to get a room the place was so crowded but the desk attendant was able to find something for us luckily...I didn't want to stay in a small motel off the highway. I needed a bed with at least 5 pillows.

"So why are there so many Goths around?"

"They aren't Goths Ma'am they are potá vampír." She handed Micah a receipt to sign and began to activate our key cards.

"Excuse me?" I asked as my heart dropped into my stomach. Our luck could not be that bad.

"They are potá, drinks, for the vrykólakas. There is a large festival going on to celebrate the-"

"Anniversary of winning the territory, correct?" my voice was deadpan but my heart was pounding

"Yes, very good!" She was impressed with my knowledge of the local history "It was the sign of the rebirth of the vrykólakas. They have thrived here ever since." She handed us directions to our room and bid us a good day. Micah and I grabbed what little baggage we had and moved on.

"And this is where their meals are lodging? Perfect....fucking perfect." I grumbled as I turned to Micah. We climbed the one flight to our room and I grabbed the key card from his pocket. I ran into the room and dropped all my belongings. Micah sauntered in behind me giving me a wide berth. I started pacing furiously between the bed and the TV.

"Parker..." I heard Micah mutter to himself.

"I need food. I'll calm down after I eat something...or kill something. Whichever comes first." Micah's face would have made me laugh if I hadn't been so agitated. I grabbed the car keys, threw them at Micah and walked past him out into the hallway. My feet were going faster than I could control, a sure sign of my girl ebbing to take control. I got to the car and paced while I waited for Micah to unlock the door. We both got in, I directed him towards a back road that would take us to some of the best BBQ I've ever had. My knees were bouncing and the stress of the past few days finally caught up with.

"As if we didn't need a fucking target on our head already...now we have a neon sign pointing straight to us with a cow bell ringing and an old crone yelling come and get it!" I slammed my hand against the dash, it felt so good that I did it again. I repeated the motion about four or five times finally letting out a scream of frustration.

"It can't be that bad..." Micah yelled, a look of agitation crossing his face. "You need to control yourself, Parker. You are overreacting." He reached over and grabbed my hand so that I couldn't deepen the dent I had made in my car. Suddenly the car was very hot and my breath was stolen away from me. I tried to pull my hands from Micah so I could roll down the window but he wouldn't let go. The car was shrinking in around me and I needed to get out.

"I need air...pull over." Micah did as I asked and pulled over to the side of the deserted road. I couldn't get out of that car fast enough. I knelt on the ground and brought my hand up to my chest, feeling the bumps underneath the thin T-shirt. The sound of Micah's door slamming shut skirted on the edge of my mind but all I could hear was a pounding in my ears the distant voice of the part I was suppose to play among my pack.

"I wanted discretion while we were here. These are their fucking spies, Micah. These are the wannabes who think that providing a few meals for the vrykólakas will give them VIP passes to their special undead club. Pathetic." My girl was not comfortable with the amount of tension continuously building up inside us. I felt the claws begin to reach toward the new scar, I began to panic.

"You are too quick to judge." Micah sighed, his voice was tired and a little frustrated. I stood up quickly and rushed right up against Micah's chest, shoving my finger into his skin.

"No, you are too slow. Have you ever dealt with the undead before? No? Then shut up and do as I say!" I found myself pressed firmly against Micah's body with the all too keen realization that he was hard underneath his jeans. Heat rushed to my face and I was too tired to turn away and hide it. I didn't know whether I wanted to have sex right now or if I was too weak. My chest was almost completely covered, at the moment it was a healing mass of fleshy scar tissue, still pink and tender. But as I looked up into Micah's heat filled eyes I knew if he wanted me I wouldn't be able to say no.

"And what is it that you want me to do exactly? Micah's voice had taken on a husky edge. He grabbed my wrists and forced them behind my back, constricting my movement. This made the scar tissue on my chest stretch slightly but not to the point of pain, just slight discomfort. I wasn't averse to pain during sex so the tight, sharp feeling was welcome. Micah then began to nuzzle my ear, biting and licking playfully. The hook behind my navel told me to get closer, to become one with my mate. To be as close as humanly possible to this man, flesh in flesh. His teeth were now grazing my neck, alternating between nipping every few seconds and sucking.

I felt myself begin to get wet...but I didn't want to make this easy for him. I used what strength I had and pulled away from his tight grasp. I backed away, fully aware of the devilish glint that came to my eye. Micah was panting at the sight of me. The cotton t-shirt and jeans that Barbara had lent me were slightly big on my body but not as loose as the sweat pants Micah had given me. I really needed to buy some clothes of my own soon. I pulled the T-shirt over my head, releasing my breasts. Due to my wound I hadn't been able to wear a bra. I was pleased to see Micah had stayed in place against the car, observing me like the predator I was beginning to realize he was.

I then moved my hands from running through my hair, down my neck and lingered on my nipples for a moment. I squeezed them and massaged my tits hoping the massive scar wasn't too distracting. Feeling self conscious about the scar I began to lose my steam. I turned away from Micah suddenly and looked down at the mound of flesh. It was disgusting...how could any man look at this and still want me?

My answer came soon as I felt Micah's hands on my shoulders. He stroked them for a moment and gave my right shoulder a quick nip before spinning me around to face him. I couldn't look at him for shame of what my beautiful body had become. Wolves don't get scars...we die or we heal and that is the way of it. This was unnatural to me.

"You are beautiful." Micah kissed me quickly but heatedly. He then moved to my neck and lower down still to my collar bone. Once passed the bone I took in a sharp gasp as his teeth grazed my nipple. I rested my fingers in his hair and pressed his head gently closer to my breast. His teeth began to bite harder pulling a moan from my mouth. He sucked at my bud until it was as hard as a diamond and wet with his saliva. I wanted to see another type of his juices flowing down my chest. His lips began to travel to my other tit when he stopped in the middle.

"Micah-" I began but was quelled when his fingers grazed the lumpy flesh on my chest. One of his hands began to massage my neglected tit while he lowered his face to my new scar. The feel of his lips on the bumps was intense to say the least. That he could bring himself to show affection and care to this new part of my body as if it had been there the whole time caused me to become wetter than I have ever been. My pussy juices began to flow down my legs I was so turned on...soaking his mother's jeans I regretted, becoming slightly embarrassed.

"Parker..." Micah moaned as he brought himself back up to me "Your entire being is beautiful, never doubt that."

He guided me over to the car and my being in somewhat of a daze complied easily. He began unbuttoning my jeans and as he slipped them off with ease he saw the pussy juice that had soaked my inner thighs from his attentiveness. He grinned at me and threw them away. He lifted me up and placed me on the hood of the car. The buttons on his shirt popped off easily with the skill of his hands. I watched them as they slowly revealed the copper skin towards his now straining pants.

I went to unbutton his jeans but he slapped my hand away. I grinned and waited knowing full well my patience for him would only last so long. His hands unfastened the button on his jeans and in a painstakingly slow manner, unzipped. He let the jeans drop to the ground and to my pleasure he wasn't wearing any boxers...thank the Gods.

Micah held my knees in his hands and opened my legs up. He kissed my right knee and started his slow decent to my inner thigh, kissing and sometimes biting so hard I bled. Every time he bit I cried out a little louder. The only word escaping my lips was his name, until I was about to break with anticipation.

"What are you doing to me?" I moaned. I had been leaning back on my elbows as he kissed and sucked on my leg.

"We are always in a fevered hurry. I want to enjoy myself...slowly." My legs were fully open and he had completed his journey from knee to pussy. He took one of my folds in his teeth and began to suck. I lifted my hands to my face and covered my mouth to stop the scream wanting break free, I laid full on my back now as his mouth worked it's magic. He essentially began to kiss my pussy lips. He nipped and sucked as if they were the lips on my face, he begged entrance with his tongue sliding it along the side of my walls. I moaned again wanting him to fully complete the journey he had begun.

His tongue delved into my depths and started to suck. I felt his fingers take the sides of me and spread me wider so he had greater access. He lapped up all the juices that had over flowed from my body and drank them down with sheer pleasure. His tongue flicked over my clit and I shuddered loving his slow exploration of my body but needing him now. I moved my feet to get a footing on his shoulder and pushed him hard enough to send him to the ground. He looked up at me slightly surprised. I smiled and slid off the car, walking towards him.

"You taste so good...like the sun." I stood over him. Micah was sitting up on the ground with his hands caressing my ass. He bent his head to lick over my cunt once again and I shivered, relishing the cold wet feel of his tongue probing my body. But I wanted more. I used my foot again and shoved him so that he was lying on the ground.

"I know you want me slow...but I'm not promising anything." I told him, slightly breathless

As I lowered myself to a straddling position over him I saw that Micah's face was glowing with tenderness. I reached for his stiff, rigid cock and lowered myself onto him. He sighed and closed his eyes, bringing his hands to rest on my hips. He began to push and pull my hips so they writhed over his body. His dick was so hard and long inside my pussy that it stroked all the right places as I humped his body. My hips took on a steady smooth rhythm and Micah began to get vocal.

"You're body, the smell of you, and your silver eyes. Everything about you makes me want to cum-" I quickened my rhythm for a second making him cut off his sentence and moan loudly. The feral sounds coming from his body were such a turn on that I never lacked for lubrication.

"Parker...Oh Parker. " His moans were becoming stiffer and longer. I realized that my pace had quickened and knew what I wanted to do. He saved my life, this man. I could give him what he needed and know that it wouldn't be a lie.

I leaned over his body and supported myself on my hands. Micah, taking advantage of the angle started to pump his hips into mine, I lost a small amount of control this way but it was worth it. I humped his dick harder as he rose and fell to meet my pussy.

We were both moaning now, nearing our climax I tried to focus feeling the twisting within my gut telling me I was about to cum. As Micah's cock stiffened within me and began to spurt, I pushed my power into him and opened the irrigation system we had created so he could drain his powers into me.

"Parker-" he gasped breathlessly and shoved his dick harder into me as he climaxed causing me to tip over the edge. I screamed his name over and over, the combined rush of my orgasm and his power filtering through me was the ultimate thrill. Micah pushed himself up to cradle me in his lap as I finished pulling all the power I could take through my body. This was one of my favorite positions. Me on Micah's lap able to look into his dark eyes, his dick inside me and our arms circling one another.

He let me finish and shudder around him, the intensity of the orgasm left me weak and shivering, but I knew that also had something to do with the power filter. I sighed and lowered my head to his lips, kissing him slowly.

"One of these days, you are going to let me keep control of the situation." I felt Micah grinning against my mouth

"You got it back towards the end." I laughed against him

"I wanted to take my time, exploring your body. I wanted to make love to you, Parker. Not just fuck you." He pulled away from me and smiled sadly. I frowned and kissed his ear, I let my lips linger there for a moment.

"What do you think that was, Micah?" He looked at me, his eyebrows all the way up in surprise. "You were right the other night. If our positions would have been switched I could never have pulled that trigger on you. I'm in love with you, mated or not. You are mine and I am yours. End of story." I shrugged trying to come off nonchalant. Micah's grin damn near melted my heart. He looked like he had just won the lottery. With strength I didn't realize he had, he held onto my ass and lifted us both from the ground. We spun around for a bit laughing with each other and then he kissed me again. His lips felt like velvet against my skin, his tongue was silk in my mouth.

"Micah?" I whispered against his lips

"Mmhm?" he murmured with eyes closed

"I'm starving." I whispered back with a grin. He laughed that bell chime laugh he had and lowered me to the ground.

"All right let's get some food. I have a pair of sweats you can wear since those jeans are ruined...first thing my mom ever gives you and you soak them. Classy." He laughed at me and threw a paper towel and the sweats at me. I grabbed the T-shirt from the ground and proceeded to clean myself up. We both got dressed and slid back into the car.

"So where are we going?" Micah asked as he turned the car back on. I sighed, running my hands through my disheveled and long wavy hair.

"Well there is one spot he might be...if not then we are going to have to go shopping before the party tonight." Please let him be at Bob's.

"Shopping? Why?" Micah asked looking slightly nervous. I smiled at him in assurance.

"Well there is going to be a huge celebration tonight at the vrykólakas club. We don't want to look under-dressed now, do we?" I grinned at his nervous fidgeting and laid my hand on his thigh as I gave direction to Billy Bob's down and dirty Texas BBQ. My mouth was salivating just thinking about the food.

We pulled up to the ramshackle joint that looked as if it hadn't changed in 40 years. The only difference was the new paved parking lot, street lamps that had been installed probably in the last 20 years and the neon signs flashing different types of beer in the windows. This was the only non vrykólakas joint in Amarillo, its where the potas came to replenish their strength during the day so we still had to be wary of who was watching us.

I opened the creaking screen door and walked into the joint, Micah following close behind me. We looked like average American citizens so I wasn't worried about blending in. From what I could tell the wait staff was completely different. I didn't recognize one person walking around with the Bob's BBQ logo imprinted on their T-shirts. Thank goodness.

We bypassed the host stand and went to sit at the bar. I was going to need a few drinks in me for this reunion. Also by sitting here I had a good view of the restaurant in case he decided to make an appearance.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked as he handed us a couple menus. Micah opened it instantly surveying the different types of meals offered here. I handed mine back instantly.

"I'll have a double jack and coke, this gentleman will have an autumn ale brew and we will both have the pulled pork platter with corn bread instead of biscuits." I looked at Micah who was grinning to himself closing the menu. "Just trust me."

The bartender smiled at us as he went to the fancy new digital unit on the corner of the bar, inputting our orders. "Not the first time here, is it? I thought you looked familiar."