Page 21 of Fire and Fate
She stands, crossing to me before her hand presses against my forehead. "You're burning up, Kaia. You don't look fine." Solace sets the empty tray aside, the remnants of our dinner scattered across the plates.
"I need a bath," I say, pulling away from her touch. I need space or maybe I just need to do something about this heat crawling under my skin. "Just give me a few minutes." My breathing kicks up a little as I my hands clench and unclench at my sides. Frustration claws at me as I try to figure out what it is I need, solace’s scent beckoning me closer, my shoulders already dropping in defeat.
“Do you want help, princess?”
When I don’t say anything, she just offers me a small, understanding smile, guiding me to the small bathroom attached to the room. It’s cramped and nothing like home but the few candles lit up by the window sill have warmed up the space. Solace doesn’t say anything as turns on the shower, letting it heat up before helping me strip.
Her lingering touch has me on fire as I lean into her, Solace letting out a soft chuckle. “Babe, I have to get you in the shower first. Then you can hold onto me.” I let out a little growl but don’tfight her as she peels me off her and steps out of her own clothes, muscles lined beneath her beautiful, dark skin.
She pulls her hair up into a tight bun before reaching behind me to do the same to keep our hair from getting wet. “Almost ready, princess.”
By the time Solace actually has me stepping into the time, I feel like I’m going to burst into flames, my scent sweetening uncontrollably. I press my thighs together, my pussy clenching with the need to be filled but there’s still no slick.
A heavy sigh falls from my lips as the heated spray hits my back, Solace dragging a cloth down my back, washing my skin in gentle, careful strokes. Her touch is tender, and I feel some of the tension drain from my body. She works methodically, moving up to my neck, and then to my shoulders, before dropping to my arms.
"Your scent is different," she murmurs as she turns me around, her fingers ghosting across my chest. "Stronger than usual. More intense. But it doesn't smell like you’re in heat. It smells like something else."
"What does it smell like?" I ask, genuinely curious. I tilt my head to the side, watching as her muscles shift and extend every time she moves. My gaze moves up to her lips, wanting them to touch me in addition to her hands.
She pauses, considering her words only to smirk at the dazed on my face. "Like magic, princess. Raw magic, powerful and uncontained. It's making my wolf restless." Her eyes flash blue for a second, her wolf obviously close to the surface. For a moment, I think she’s going to shift, my father’s power still active in some way but then she just continues dragging the cloth down to run across my stomach.
"Is that bad?"
"I don't know," she admits. "I've never smelled anything quite like it before."
She finishes washing my body, taking her time to ensure every inch of skin is clean. By the time she's done, I feel more human, though the heat still simmers beneath my skin. We move back into the bedroom, Solace pulling on a simple sleeping shirt while I opt for just a thin dress that was stuffed into my bag while I was trying to pack. The heat is still there, still making me uncomfortable, and I want as little fabric on my body as possible.
Solace climbs into bed first, settling on her back with her head propped on the pillows. She opens her arm for me to crawl up and curl into her side but that simmering need slowly refocuses into something more specific.
Want. Need.Desire.
My nostrils flare as I zone in on Solace’s scent, my Omega whining for something more than a space at her side. That’s when I feel it, that soft, trickling sensation of slick gathering between my thighs. Solace catches it, her nostrils flaring at the sudden change in my scent as she sits up. “Kaia, babe…” Worry is etched into her expression as I finally crawl onto the bed, Solace reaching for me.
But I don’t move toward her arms. I settle between her legs, pushing her sleeping shirt up to expose her. She's already wet, the sight making my mouth water. I lean in and drag my tongue through her folds, tasting her properly. “I need it,” I murmur against her, not shy in the slightest. “I need it so much.”
Her taste explodes across my tongue, soothing part of the heat but not killing it. A whine tears from my throat as I continue licking at her, moaning when Solace sinks her fingers into my hair. “You are a goddess with your tongue, princess.”
Her hips buck forward as I continue lapping at her pussy, alternating between broad strokes of my tongue and focused attention on her clit, her pleasure slowly building. The ache between my thighs continues to grow as I try to soothe thebuilding heat in my belly. It’s not working. This has to be tied to my heat because that’s the only explanation.
I pull back, breathing hard, trying to form words and failing as I dig my fingers into her thighs. Solace understands what I don’t as she reaches for me and pulls me up to her chest. “Sol, I don’t… oh my god.” A gush of slick pools between my thighs as I bury my head in her chest, my fingers closing around her breasts and squeezing to ease the burning feeling ripping through me.
“We knew it wouldn’t stay away forever, Kaia,” she mumbles into my hair. “I can only give you so much relief but I will do my best.” I don’t exactly know what she’s talking about, grumbling as she has me sit up and then face away from her, my legs straddling her stomach. “Take what you need, Kaia and I’ll give you what you desire.” Her voice ends on a husky note but I’m too far gone to understand as I lean down to taste her again.
The angle is a bit awkward but her intoxicating scent fills my nose, my entire body melting against my Beta when she stuffs two fingers inside of me. “So wet and needy for me, aren’t you?” My eyes roll into the back of my head as I cry out, the sound muffled. “And you smell divine. Make us come together, babe. Can you do that for me?”
I start lapping up at her more deliberately, trying to pull the same pleasure from her that she’s currently giving me. Solace adds another finger, more slick coating my thighs as I push back against her hand.
It feelsdivine.It also doesn’t feel like enough.
Solace’s body shakes beneath me, her release coating my tongue and my upper lip just as the intrusion of a fourth finger inside of me sets off my orgasm. I cry out, my back arching, my hands scrabbling for purchase on her thighs. She works me through it, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until I’m spent and utterly boneless.
As I come down, gasping for breath, I roll over onto my side, pressing a small kiss to her thigh before something happens.
My scent explodes through the room, so powerful that it’s almost suffocating. Though it's not the sweet, delicate scent that Omegas usually produce. This is something richer, more complex, layered with power and magic that makes the air itself seem to vibrate.
My magical signature shifts, twisting and morphing into something else entirely. Something more powerful. The sensation is disorienting, my body thrumming with more energy than I know what to do it. I slowly twist around so that I’m upright again, laying my head against Solace’s chest. "Sol," I gasp, gripping her arm. "The magic is changing."
The strangest part is that it’s completely visible, not just wisps of color riding through the air but something akin to ribbons floating and riding with purpose.
