Page 49 of Drakhana's Treasure
“No, nothing sinister. Helana, Ryk and Nyla have decided to go underground to meditate and ask the fire for answers. They will shift and dig down into the mountain, following their instincts. They will make a cave and stay there as long as they need to.”
He looks sad as he turns his eyes into the darkness. I feel like they could meditate for a million years and not learn anything more than what Kirralee could teach them, but such things are not for me to say.
Thirty-Three
Kirralee
Ifinish with my food, watching Rastus talking to Melchior. I’ve been before the elders lots of times, the first when I was only five years old. They don’t really intimidate me the way they do others and I’m glad to see Rastus looking comfortable talking to those in charge.
I know that changes will be made, the old council will most likely step down. I have a hint of what Melchior is telling Rastus and it doesn’t surprise me at all. One thing my news has brought to the nation is a bit of self examination. No one is above that.
Perhaps if others had bothered to tune into themselves, they wouldn’t need me to lead them back into the fire.
I get up slowly, keeping to the shadows. I manage to sneak up on Rastus just as Melchior moves away.
“Hey.” I whisper, letting my lips brush his ear. “Want to go for a walk?”
“Yeah.” He turns and slips his arms around me, pressing me into a dark corner.
I wrap myself around him, letting him kiss me. The pleasure starts to run through my veins, making my skin hum. I can feel all the deeper parts of me starting to throb and there is only one thing I want to do right now.
I slip out of Rastus’ arms and run for the caves. He chases me even as I slip through a narrow crack in the wall, reaching out for me. My laughter rings around the cave as I keep running, heading for my favorite lava pool.
I manage to lose him for a few strides, hurling my robe to the floor as I reach my cave. I don’t hesitate to dive straight into the lava.
I expect Rastus to stop on the edge and look around for me. Swimming just under the surface, I can see him approach the flow. He doesn’t stop, just dives straight in.
I kick my way up and surface, screaming with laughter. Rastus comes up near me, grinning as he reaches for me.
Our arms go around each other, our bodies slide against each other, slick with heat. My mouth finds his and for a blissful moment we are one within the lava.
We both kick over to the side, getting out to lay on the warm rocks. I become enchanted by the gold drops spitting from my fingers and the way they scatter as they touch Rastus’ skin.
He is lying flat on his back with his hands behind his head, watching me. I know he’s admiring my body and I wonder if he is as hungry as I am.
I bat my lashes shyly as I lean down, running my lips across his belly. I assume Rastus has had many lovers, due to the intense breeding frenzy our people have indulged in and I don’t want to disappiont him.
I let my tongue trail down over his belly button, the lava chasing around my tongue. I brace my hands on his hips and slide his long cock into my mouth.
I have heard that men really enjoy this and I want to pleasure my man, make him happy. Even though I’m not sure if I’m doing anything right, I keep sucking him down into my throat, letting my body get to know his. When his hands cover mine and he moans it’s all the encouragement I need.
I work slowly, surprised at the pain in my jaw and throat when I take all of him into me. I wrap my tongue around the head, I lick the shaft, I work my mouth up and down fast then slow.
I’m so engrossed in figuring out different ways to caress him that I stop paying attention to him for a short while. When I hear a strangled gasp, I look up quickly, hoping I haven’t hurt him.
“Is everything okay, Rastus?”
“You’re killing me Kirralee.”
“What do you mean? What did I do wrong?”
“No, no.” He sits up, smiling. “You did nothing wrong. It’s what you did right.”
“I don’t understand.” I feel slightly miserable that I’ve disappointed him.
“Kirralee.” He puts a hand on my chin so he can look me in the eyes. “I mean that the pleasure was so intense I could barely stand it. Do you know what I mean?”
“Well I…” I frown, trying to puzzle this out. “I don’t know.”
