Page 43 of Zar

“Right. During terris female and male bodies develop into that of an adult. Males gain muscle and height and our hormone levels shoot through the roof. Female bodies change too. Anyway, I was pre-terris at this point. Scrawny I think you’d call it.”

“I can’t ever imagine you as anything less than bigger-than-life, Zar, but somehow I bet even then you were fierce.”

“You would lose that bet, little dove. I was unsure of myself, but I knew one day I would lead our people and that responsibility lay like a noose around my neck. The others could see my insecurity and enjoyed hassling me. Flare came to my rescue often. Not because he was bigger or stronger, he hadn’t hit terris either, but because he was smarter than most of the others in our age group. He could often outmaneuver them through his sharp wit. When he saw that four caprisia, or commoners as earth-born would say, had me cornered Flare walked right up to them and quickly assessed the situation. He went for Jarvack first. It was clear he was the instigator and the others would back off if Jarvack was taken down. So, without a single hesitation, Flare delivered a punch to his throat. He was so small and his fist did little damage, but it didn’t have to. Jarvack was taken totally by surprise and it knocked him to the ground. The other three were so shocked they just stood by and watched. Flare knelt down and said something to Jarvack, before helping him to his feet. Jarvack turned to me and apologized, then left. I never had a problem with them again.”

Her eyes were wide with shock. “What did Flare say to him?”

He chuckled as he caressed the length of her back. “I still don’t know. Flare has never revealed that.”

“So, you’re saying that Flare’s intelligence makes him more than capable of handling Naxon.”

He nodded. “You need to know that Flare is as ancient as I. He has had years to know the complexities of the Zenarian community, as well as the earth-born world outside our borders. There is no one more qualified to infiltrate Naxon’s band of troublemakers. I trust him with my life, Callie. I trust him with your life. Do you think I would leave something so important to me to Flare if I didn’t know implicitly that he could get the job done?”

Callie bit her lip and looked down at her lap. “What will he be required to do exactly?”

“Gain information and report back to me directly,” he answered, seeing her softening to towards him gave him hope. “Nothing more.”

A single finger traced an invisible pattern over his feathers and Zar became more than a little aroused. “He won’t take Naxon on himself?”

He stiffened and clamped down on his rising lust. “I have made it very clear that Naxon is my problem to deal with. No one would dare go against my order.”

Callie sighed and dropped her hand to her lap. Zar missed her touch instantly. “You live a different life than I do, Zar. I’m not sure I could ever fit in here. You must see that, right?”

He would not let her go. His creature surfaced for a second before Zar reined it in. He was getting better at containing his other half, but if he didn’t find a balance soon it would tear him apart. He cupped the back of her head and brought her around to face him. “I see Callie Wilson. My ofelia. I see that Garra has seen fit to bring her into my life. I’m blessed beyond reason for that, Callie,” he growled low as he dipped his head and kissed her. At first, she was stiff and refused to open for him, but precious seconds ticked by and she surrendered, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning against his mouth. That’s what he wanted from her. He kept his lips locked against her, taking her mouth in wild abandon, sucking on her lower lip and nibbling her with his teeth. He slipped one arm beneath her thighs and the other behind her back, then stood with her cradled against his chest. He placed her on the bed, then came down on top of her. Zar lost control over his volatile emotions and his talons unsheathed. He slammed them into the mattress on either side of her head to hold her in place. Callie stiffened and pulled back enough to break the kiss.

Her head turned and she saw the way he had her pinned. Her gaze narrowed on him. “You do that whenever you’re feeling territorial, don’t you?”

He couldn’t lie to her. Could never lie to Callie. “Yes. You talked of leaving me. The thought of that…it brings me to the edge of control, Callie.”

She unwound her arms from his neck and cupped his jaw with one soft palm. “I’m sorry I threw that threat out earlier. I was upset and worried about Flare.”

Garra, she was amazing. “You have nothing to be sorry for. You were the one kidnapped remember?”

She snorted. “That’s true. I nearly forgot about that little factoid. Screw it, I take back my apology.”

Her sarcasm amused him. He had a feeling Callie would always keep him on his toes with her sharp tongue. He brushed his lips against her. “You will stay for the festival?” He needed to hear her say it. It would calm his other half to know she wasn’t running away.

“I will. You have me curious and I want to meet your people. I want to see this world of yours, Zar.”

He grinned. “I will be honored to have you as my guest tomorrow night, Callie. For now, there’s this…” he let the words trail off in favor of showing rather than telling. He coasted his hand down her body and cupped her through her jeans. That she wore pants was just another reminder that she was different from the women of his world. There were rules they needed to follow for the festival and he only hoped Callie wouldn’t balk at their ways. Knowing her independent nature, she surely would. That was a problem for tomorrow. Tonight, he had other things to think about.

He retracted his talons and moved off her. “Undress,” he quietly ordered, as he shed his own clothes. Zar couldn’t take his gaze from Callie as she stripped out of the shirt and bra. Her beautiful breasts beckoned him to suck, but Zar waited. He wanted nothing in the way when he made love to Callie. When she lifted her hips and quickly shimmied out of her jeans and panties, Zar’s cock hardened to painful proportions. Never had a woman affected him the way his ofelia did. He ached clear to his soul to sink his shaft deep into her waiting heat. As Callie lay back onto the black comforter and held out her arms to him, Zar knew he’d died and gone to Littariuss.

Zar flexed his wings out to the sides and placed one knee then the other onto the bed. He crawled towards her. “Spread your legs, little dove,” he murmured. With slow precise movements, Callie clamped her hands around her thighs and lifted them into the air and spread herself open. There was no part of her that he couldn’t see. No part he didn’t crave. He lay down between her legs, then dipped his head to her hot, wet center. He licked her slit, tasting the heat of her arousal and hummed his approval. He allowed his eyes to change so that he could see her heat signature. That beautiful glow that belonged to her alone. Was for his eyes only. “So many sweet treats wrapped up in one small package,” he admitted, his voice rough with the need coursing through him.

“Have whatever you want, Zar. Consider me your personal all-you-can-eat buffet.” He let his happiness show when he smiled up the curvy length of her body and pinned her with a stare. “I’m very hungry and you are a meal fit for a Zenarian king, my ofelia.”

“Zar,” she breathed out, as if unable to put into words how she felt. How she needed. Zar knew though. She fucking glowed with it. His dick thickened. He reached up and squeezed the soft swells of her breasts with both of his hands, then teased the succulent berry nipples with his thumbs. Callie arched her back and closed her eyes, then let loose a sexy moan. Zar was only getting started. Soon, Callie would shout his name and know that no other could ever make her feel the way he could.

Zar nuzzled his face against her pussy, enjoying the heady scent of her need. The wetness that he found there drew him to taste her. He swiped his tongue over her clit, caressing the tiny bud. Enjoying the sweet nectar of her desire. Flicking back and forth with his tongue, Zar continued to play with her nipples, teasing Callie to a fever pitch.

“Oh, God,” Callie cried as she wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed her thighs tight. He loved her passionate response, but it restricted his movements. Zar tapped her thigh. “Give me room to play,” he growled.

Callie’s gaze shot to his before spreading herself open once more. “Sorry,” she groaned.

Zar frowned. “Never apologize for needing me.” Zar smoothed a palm down her belly and cupped her pussy, then he slid his middle finger into her opening, letting his thumb slide over her swollen clitoris. Her inner muscles clamped around him as he thrust in and out. He added another finger to the first, fucking her with his fingers and wishing it were his cock sinking deep instead. He dipped his head and sucked her clitoris into his mouth and played with it with his tongue. Callie screamed and bucked wildly beneath him, her hands clamping onto his head to hold him snug against her wet mound. Garra, she was so responsive. Every moan, every thrust of her hips drove Zar higher and higher. He closed his eyes as he felt his finger being squeezed in a delicious tightening of muscle. He needed her. His creature was beginning to surface and soon he’d be out of control. All thought fled as Zar thrust hard once more. The action sent Callie over the cliff, as she cried out his name and climaxed all around his fingers. Seconds ticked by before Zar gently pulled his finger free of her tight sheath. Zar slid the tip of his right wing along the slit of her drenched pussy. Her juices mingled with the droplets coating his wing. His cock thickened as sensations slammed into him. He pulled his wing back and inched up Callie’s curvy body, then placed his fingers against her mouth. Callie’s eyes flew open.

“Taste yourself,” he softly commanded. Her sapphire gaze deepened as she wrapped a hand around his wrist and sucked both his fingers into her hungry mouth. She flicked her tongue back and forth, licking them clean. His wings vibrated and his talons extended as he watched the erotic show.

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