Sun and Earth Ch. 08

"Parker." Micah began as he kneeled in front of me. He laid a hand under my chin and forced me to look him in the eye. "You're talking like this is your burden to carry, we're mated to each other therefore it's my burden as well. You're fucking nuts if you think for half a second that I'm going to allow you to even think of a way to do this on your own." He placed both hands on my cheeks and in a wolfish gesture bit my nose in admonishment. "You are mine. I'm yours...where you go...I go." I gave him a sarcastic look and he laughed "Proximity restrictions be damned." I laughed with him this time.

"Do you understand then, Micah?" I placed my lips against his neck, nuzzling softly and tasting the earthy smelling scent on his skin. Heaven.

"I understand that I want you for eternity...and I understand that things would be less complicated if it were just the two of us facing down the truce meeting."

"Both Council and Coven leaders will be there...my father will be there. So many people who wish this" I gestured to the both of us "had never existed." I moved from his neck and kneeled down on the floor with him. My hands skimmed over the toned copper muscles that decorated his arms. His hands moved down to my waist and he squeezed lightly, bringing my body up along the length of his.

"I think we both understand." I whispered as I leaned into him and thought of something, causing me to stop. "Micah, I need you to know I'm not doing this for just us. I want to protect my friends and family....and your family. They have done so much for us, becoming social outcasts in helping us that they deserve to have their lives go back to normal...we're not going to tell anyone what we're doing."

He brushed my crazy hair out of my face and smiled. "I know." He kissed me quickly and pulled back. "We will protect them at all costs, my family and yours."

"Bob and Mina included." I chided, Micah smiled and gave a nod. I stood, pulling out of his grasp intending to go back out to the main portion of the plane when I looked down and saw Micah staring at me with that predatory gaze I had come to love. He wrapped his hands around my legs and trailed them up to my butt. He stroked me there for a little bit and we just looked at each other. It was so simple. How easily I had come to love this man seemed like something in a far away dream...this didn't happen to people who destroy the essence of their being. But here he was, looking at me like he couldn't take another breath without having me.

He pulled me back down to the ground and entwined his fingers in my hair as he brought his lips to mine. I met his lips with an equal ferocity. I needed him in a carnal way. I needed to feel him filling that void inside me like the next hit of heroine and in turn I wanted to give him everything I had.

Micah pushed his tongue inside mine, taking what he knew was his, making me groan in response. I bit his bottom lip in response and he pulled me in by my hips tight to my body. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off over his head, he had my shirt off seconds after his had hit the floor. We both knew full well that there was a bed in the room but at the rate in which we were going I knew that neither of us would be getting off of the floor...unless it led to that.

As soon as my shirt had come off, Micah's mouth was around my nipple. He bit and licked one as his hand massaged the other. I felt my nipples harden with the attention. I scratched down his arms and back wanting him to move somewhere else. My pussy ached with need and as much I loved his mouth on my tits I needed something filling me. As if he had read my mind I felt a hand leave my tit and begin unbuttoning my shorts with force. Once they were partly open two fingers dipped inside me causing me to cry out. I was getting wetter and hotter with need as his fingers pumped inside me. I pulled his face up away from my breasts and forced his mouth to open for me.

As our tongues licked and tasted each other, I used as much concentration as I could must while Micah's fingers drove me wild to unbutton his pants. Just as I got his zipper down I felt the pressure begin to build in my pussy, I was going to cum soon and I couldn't focus on anything else besides kissing him and touching his skin.

But just as I neared that delightful edge Micah pulled his fingers out of me. I growled in annoyance and he gave me a wicked grin.

"Not yet, wild girl." He kissed me again and I answered his animalistic force with an equal ferocity. His arm wrapped around my waist and I felt myself being picked up off the ground. I wrapped my legs around him just as we came crashing down to the floor. I felt the sharp jabs of broken mirror shards pierce my skin but it was all trivial compared to the heat emanating from Micah's dick which now hovered over the precipice of my cunt.

I wanted him, needed him inside me. My body ached with the call for my mate to enter me. He took my wrists and pinned them over my head, looking into my eyes. I saw that primal need that my face most likely echoed. His cock rubbed me and teased me. He was dominating me by making me wait. I whined in that wolfish way begging him to enter me. But he kept teasing...until I decided I didn't want to wait any longer.

I used my legs wrapped around his waist as leverage and aimed myself for him and shoved my pussy onto his dick so hard. Micah's eyes rolled back into his head and he grunted with pleasure. He started to push in and out of me in a slow rhythm as he looked back down at me, the feral glint now magnified in his eyes.

"You know I'll never let you go now." I whispered to him and then shifted the hands that he held captive so that I was holding his. He shocked a gasp out of me as he quickly changed to a rhythm with a harsher edge...I was so close to coming and I was more than ready for it.

"I love you, you stupid stupid man." I cried thinking there was most definitely no going back after tonight. We may have been mated and we may have had to stay within 100 yards of each other for the past couple weeks but Micah had been right. We could have parted ways after those restrictions lifted...but why would I want to do that? This man was right for my world...he had become my world and tomorrow we would take the stand against the preternatural community as a unit of one.

"I love you, you stubborn wolf." And with his last word he shifted position ever so slightly that his dick stroked across my clit and sent me screaming over the edge. I raged with pleasure and a somewhat hallucinogenic euphoria. But Micah wasn't done, he was still going, still fucking me harder.

He let go of my hands once I had calmed and lifted my legs over so that my feet were back by my head. He pulled out for just an instant and gave me a long warm lick on my dripping pussy. I moaned as my aftershocks strengthened with the stroke of his tongue.

He pushed himself back inside me and rode me harder. "So sweet, like the sun on my skin." It wasn't hard for me to believe it when I felt that familiar pressure start to stir within me again. Micah was going full and strong, slowing down every now and then to prolong his pleasure. But this time I wanted to be the one to make him cum...it was his turn now to sit back and enjoy the ride.

I bent my legs and placed my feet on his chest. With a little more force than would have been necessary I pushed him off me. He looked at me from the glass littered floor and grinned with a wild air.

I lunged onto him before he could even move. This time I grabbed his wrists and held them above his head, he was grinning at me the whole time...but that didn't last long once I guided him inside me. My pace was slow and torturous, I want to cum again and I needed his orgasm to be explosive inside me.

As he started to grunt and moan with that familiar need, I knew he was close. I quickened my pace and shifted ever so slightly so that his dick touched my cunt. Micah released inside me with a roar of intense pleasure and I got off not to soon afterwards. Once Micah caught his breath I released his hands which immediately moved to my pussy. I shuddered as his thumb encouraged my aftershocks along sending me over the edge once more...I was sensitive. Having him touch my clit as I straddled his dick was more than I could handle. I rolled off of him onto the floor, wincing slightly as I felt the sharp jabs again. "Parker." Micah whispered. I looked up at him and saw a look of devotion in his eyes.

"I know." I whispered back . This had been beautiful...but there were pressing matters at hand.

As we lay together on the floor, picking glass shards out of each other's skin we came up with a plan. We would call and tell Micah's parents that we were going to wait until next month's meeting so that they would stay home. I then called Eric and Corbin feigning anger, not too false as I was still pissed that they even owned a silver barred cage, and told them that I didn't want them supporting us. I alluded to the fact that we may be running for Mexico, this may give them cause to chase us...maybe luck would be on our side so much that they will tell my father and he would chase me in person. I wasn't that optimistic.

Mina, Bob and Christian would be the difficult ones to deal with. We wouldn't be able to give them the slip. Combined, their tracking skills would be too superior to escape. I asked if Micah would be able to do a glamour of some sort to mask our scents but he didn't think it would work on Mina as her magic leaned slightly more towards the mage end of the spectrum.

"Do you think they would just let us go alone?" I asked Micah. His eyebrows rose and he gave me the 'what rock did you just crawl out from' look. I stuck my tongue out at him and pulled a shard out of his ass a little more forcefully than necessary. He glared back at me and I shrugged.

"We could just knock them out. They would follow us eventually but it would give us a head start...I may not be able to do a glamour strong enough to divert them from our trail but I could put them to sleep for a decent amount of time." I cringed as the long shard I had felt go into my shoulder was pulled out.

"How long?"

"A couple days. The meeting is tomorrow night so they would sleep right through it." He caught my worried look. "They have strong enough constitutions that they could last without eating for a few nights."

"You've never seen Mina after she's missed a meal...ugh its ugly."

"Ugly?"

"Vryks need blood like a Beverly hills trophy wife needs botox. They don't get it after a day or so and they start to...decompose is the only word I can use to describe it. But it's not real decomposition because they aren't dead. Its more like the Vryks are having a temper tantrum for not being fed and want to cause a ruckus. Its stupid really."

"A decomposing Mina...I think I would love to see that." I swatted at him indignantly as he grinned at me, although I would never admit to how satisfied I felt at his comment.

"OK...we'll give them a big meal before we do it."

"I'll need you to help while we cast. It will be good practice for us to see if you can filter me while we aren't touching consistently. It will take me a while to cast it and hopefully Mina won't catch on to what we're doing too soon..." I squeezed his hand and threw his shirt at him.

"Time to put our game faces on." Micah smiled grimly acknowledging how hard this was going to be for me. I had been so alone for 50 years and finally my family had come back to me. But now after they had forgiven me so easily I was going to do the same damn thing I did 50 years ago. But this time was different. I knew I was right, I had Micah and an overwhelming gut feeling that under no circumstances should I allow them to come. I was a savior of not just wolves...I would protect those who needed it and would fight only for the ones who needed a defense. I was no tool to win battles or spread power by mating. I would be what I had always felt the saviors were meant to be...peace bringers. However to bring that peace I would have to kick some serious ass.

He clapped his hands together once more, the strain on his shoulders now gone, and the pup once again trotted around the room with the shredded petticoat in her mouth and dissipated the barrier. I sighed as I heard a whistle come from the front of the airplane.

"God damned Parker, that room wreaks to high heaven of sex. Can't you put a cork in it for one small flight up to New York?" Bob grunted "Speaking of which we'll be there in a half hour."

"Sorry Bob." I called to him through the door. Micah pulled me to him before I could reach my shirt to put it on and kissed me slowly, I savored the moment we had together. His soft lips grazed mine and teased me playfully. When I pulled away his face was set in his usual zen-like calm. We finished getting dressed and exited the room to rejoin our companions. I took a seat on the arm of Bob's chair. Mina handed me a glass of water and I glared at her.

"My jaw still hurts you know. And by the way, provoking a pissed off werewolf in control of a human's body...never a good idea."

Mina shrugged "What else was I suppose to do? Give you a bone and let you chew it off in the corner? Somehow I don't think that would have satisfied your wolf too much."

"There's always another way." I pouted and massaged my face for emphasis

"Oh you are such a baby." Mina murmured.

I looked over at Chris who was surveying me in an odd manor. "Feeling better, Parky?"

"Oh you know, after being thrown in a silver lined cage for the second time in my life, tortured, disowned by my brothers and am constantly thinking about facing the hated man who raised me in a day's time...I think I should get a medal for the amount of calm I am emitting." Micah ruffled my hair and went to sit next to Chris.

"So..." I began not wanting to look at Micah, knowing it would give me away. "Micah and I can't express how thankful we are that you will essentially be going into battle with us." I cleared my throat and smiled at the group in front of me. "We will be buying you all dinner tonight in our hotel room. Fancy yet intimate. Pajamas optional." I winked at Bob who I knew owned some interesting sleepwear. He grinned and patted my leg, I noticed Micah only tense slightly...if he hadn't been in my line of sight I would not have known. It still bothered him when another man, not related to me, touched me in any manner. But I saw how he held it in and kept his jealousies to himself. No, not jealousies...these were protective instincts for his mate. The thought made me smile.

"Well if you're buying...how about some champagne?" Chris pushed with a devilish grin.

"Oh that's just great Christian." Mina scoffed "Get hammered before facing down an enemy...always the smart thing to do. Shouldn't we be coming up with a battle strategy instead of celebrating Gods only know what?"

"We will after dinner, but during? Let's just pretend we are just a group of friends on a whirlwind adventure travelling the country and getting into all sorts of shenanigans." Mina looked doubtful. "Please?" I asked, giving Mina a look that she knew all too well.

She gave me a hint of a smile and shrugged in acceptance. I mouthed thank you to her just as the captain announced that we were beginning our decent into LaGuardia airport. New York...

We disembarked without a problem and Mina, being the wealthy bitch she was, had two rented BMWs waiting for us. I drove one car as I remembered this city like the patterns on my wolf's coat and Chris drove the other. Bob rode with Micah and I, Mina with Chris. I had hoped Micah and I would have time to discuss the plan on our own but to no avail. Micah called our hotel ahead of time which was located in Columbus Circle...right in the heart of NYC traffic. It took us an hour to get there because of all the congestion and by then I was at my wits end. I kept thinking that my father was going to drop down like Spiderman onto the hood of our car, smash his hand through the windshield and massacre us on the Triborough Bridge. Micah, noticing that I was on edge put his hand on my leg and stroked it to calm me down. I nodded in appreciation and thanked our stars that we arrived at the hotel without incident.

Our hotel was grand on a scale that made me slightly uncomfortable. I grew up in NY, but by no means had there been the amenities in my time as there were today. I didn't need all this pomp and circumstance in my life...another reason why being named the first savior had shaken me to the core.

Once we entered our room we saw the bellhops finishing the lavish set up that would be our dinner. I hadn't wanted to eat anything that may provoke my wolf's carnal instincts as she had been so touchy lately so I had had Micah order me lobster...yum. We all sat down to a pleasant evening, Micah had escaped into one of the bedrooms and emerged with a satisfied face. I gave him a questioning glance and he shook his head asking me to let it pass. I did for now. The meal was lovely and the group had done exactly as I had asked. We forgot the outside world. We forgot just for a few hours that Chris and I hadn't seen each other for 50 years, that we weren't going into battle...that Micah and I should have been natural enemies. Ignorance was bliss.

When Micah squeezed my leg gently and spread some warmth throughout it I knew it was time. I gave a silent apology to my comrades and began to filter Micah's energy. I stuck my hooks into what was trying to get out through the ground and pulled it in at steady pace. His shoulders eased and he excused himself to go to the bathroom. I knew he would have to set the spell alone so they wouldn't see him actually performing the magic. He said he'd be able to hold it when he came back without them knowing.

I brought Chris, Mina and Bob over to the seating area and let them arrange themselves comfortably. I procured a tray of champagne flutes as Chris had requested and he laughed with glee while Mina grumbled something about poor pre-battle tactics.

We had already gone through one glass of champagne each by the time Micah re-emerged from the bathroom.

"Are you alright?" I asked not wanted the group to think I knew what he had been actually doing.

"I think that fettuccine was a little off but I'll be fine." He kissed my forehead and as his lips withdrew from my skin I searched for the irrigation systems I had created and began to pull. It was harder without any immediate urgency surrounding the situation but I managed to do it and participate in the conversation. It felt like traipsing throughout a murky swamp or sucking a thick shake through a small straw. After a few moments I began to sweat with the effort. As Micah rose to pour more champagne for Chris he raised his eyebrows at me in question. I gave a slight nod to let him know I could handle it for a while longer. I felt the magic welling up in his body, if I hadn't been draining the excess out I don't think he would have even been able to perform this spell. What an unnatural handicap for a mage, Micah's life must have been miserable as this problem grew.

As the night progressed and the spell began to ebb its way through the supernatural walls of my friends, I saw their lids grow heavy and their postures slump. Bob reclined his chair with the excuse that his back had been hurting and he wanted to 'stretch it out'. Mina snuggled in close to Chris and leaned her head on his shoulder...Chris was already fast asleep.

After a few moments of silence, Micah rose and kneeled in front of Mina. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was muted and even. She peeked an eye open unexpectedly and gave what looked to be a glare at Micah, I held my breath.

"You are both-" she took a deep breath trying with all her might to stay awake "idiots for this." And with that she had expelled all her energy and began to sleep. I slumped over in my chair and put my face in my hands.