Realm of Wings

Jade, pulling Kallan behind her, leading him to the clear room after trudging through the rubble:

“Neil, you better not be around for this.” I chuckled as I spoke towards the ceiling. Kallan was taken aback by what I said and frowned in confusion. “He appeared, right here.” I said while pointing towards the floor, where I had been hugging him before. “Yes, he is dead, but somehow he is keeping an eye out for me, from I don’t know where. And I’m alright with that.” I smiled gently.

“And you’re sure he wasn’t a figment of your imagination?” Kallan asked, just to be sure.

“No.” I shook my head, not being angry about that question, knowing he meant it in a good way.

“But he could still be here?” Kallan asked with uncertainty while stepping closer to me.

But even though he was reluctant to continue, knowing that Neil might be watching our next moves, I could easily see that he was excited to be with me. The bulge that he showed was arousing me and I could tell that there wasn’t going to be any problem with what we were about to do next.

“I don’t know, maybe Neil has been with us the last time we were together too. Who knows?” I shrugged and pulled Kallan close to me.

“Shush Jade, you’re ruining this for me, by mentioning an old man to perhaps be spying on us.” He murmured while loosening the belt of my pants. My pants however were a bit sturdy, so he had trouble shoving them off of me, so I took over and stepped out of them as soon as they were down.

By the time I stood up straight, he had undone his pants and stood stark naked in front of me, as the day he was born. He didn’t have any restraint regarding the possibility of a certain ghost that might be snooping in on us, and stepped over to me, picked me up by pushing his hands underneath my ass and shoved me against the wall with some raw urgency. I let out some air from the small impact of my back hitting the wall but chuckled because I liked this different side of him.

I knew he wasn’t going to be gentle, and I didn’t mind it for one bit.

He was going to ravage me, and I’m going to enjoy it!

There was no reason to test if I was wet enough for him to enter me as he had seen it in the depths of my eyes, that I was filled with lust. He took hold of his cock and manoeuvred it right underneath my bottom, searching for the warmth and depth of my pleasurable hole, sliding in between my wetness until he reached the centre and plunged himself inside.

While my legs were wrapped around his waist, he kept pushing and grinding into my wet pussy, so fast and so hard, that I thought he would have been able to break through the wall behind me, if he went on like this for a little while longer. But I didn’t care should the whole mansion fall apart, I just cared about our pleasure, our release and our connection.

“Fuck, yes! Ahh!” Incoherently I yelled, not knowing or caring whether anyone could hear or see us.

I felt his cock rubbing against all the right places, sliding constantly towards my heavenly spot. “Yes! Right there!” I urged him to continue with this pace, with this power, with… everything.

“Love, I’ve missed this. Your body, your wetness, your smell… Fuck you smell divine!” He roared that last word as he sank into me even deeper than before. He moved his arm and lifted one of my legs so that it was hugging his upper arm, giving him even more room to push his groin against mine, slapping our skin together in a blissful rhythm.

“I need to… I can’t like this…” Kallan stuttered while he buried his head in my neck, still going back and forth, pumping into me like a madman.

“Do whatever you need to.” I replied and he halted his movement for just a second, letting me know that I couldn’t be right about that statement. But I read something inside his mind, something dark and heavy, but still beautiful and enticing. He was thinking of something that he wanted to do, but he used all his willpower to shroud his thoughts from it.

But I didn’t want him to hold back, I didn’t want to restrain him from doing something when we were in this primal state of cohesion.

“Let yourself go.” I said again, trying to make him understand that I wanted to experience what he didn’t want me to see. But it made me even more curious as to what it could be he was thinking about. “Kallan!” I yelled, which shook him for a moment and he looked me in the eyes, I could see his black, protective skin emerge from within, covering his face and neck.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled but I just smiled, curious as to why he was apologising upfront.

“Don’t be.” I said and he closed his eyes, using his energy to erupt in full Fae.

His wings, shimmering bright over the obsidian glass-like surface; his skin, erupting in matted black scales; his eyes, turning black from sexual rage; his demeanour, roaring and trembling to make me lose control over my own body…

The way his magic took over, so aggressive yet so erotic, was a rhythmic euphoria sending tingles down my core. I pushed him closer, kissing him while I let my fingers roam his back and touch the base of where his wings sprouted out of his skin.

“Ahhh!” He moaned and hissed as I gently let my fingers glide over the thick veins of his thin, yet very masculine wings. I remembered that he had been aroused when I touched them when he showed them to me in Tibet and knew that when my fingers touched the delicate surface, he would shiver in delight. He arched his back and rolled his shoulders as the scales on his skin trembled in pleasure. While he kept moving in and out of me, I kept trying to touch his wings and forcing him to release more of those sexy moaning sounds.

It was all so overwhelming that eventually, I couldn’t focus on caressing his wings anymore and just held on to his black-scaled neck. The scent of sweat from the fight he had earlier, roamed through my nose and even though I normally would be drawn back by that smell, it intoxicated me now. I inhaled some more of it and focused on his encore down below.

“Just a little longer…” I moaned as I felt my climax approach.

It was as if my pleading was a new incentive for him to reach his end as well, as I could feel his cock thicken and transform into something else! Did those obsidian scales go there too? Fuck! It started to hurt me a little, scratching from within, but as he nudged my head and I looked up, he kissed away the pain with this mouth-numbing tongue, taking me by surprise as we peaked at our highest goal at the same time. His seed lodged inside me, no way of dripping out as this thick door-stop made it impossible to go outside.

Fucking hell! This was something else! Shit! I’m liking it!

We panted and leaned on each other, seeking out comfort within our rapidly beating hearts, waiting until the bliss would subside.

“Shit.” Kallan said. “I didn’t pull out.”

Fuck, I hadn’t realized in the heat of the moment we were doing this.

The first emotion that started to grow inside me was anxiety, afraid of the possibilities it would give us should I become pregnant after this. But after seeing Neil again, I knew that I shouldn’t be afraid. Everything was going to work the way it should, and like Neil said, ‘don’t give up on hope’ and that’s something I’m not going to do anymore.

“That’s alright. We will see what happens.” I said, not entirely sure of what I just committed to, but shit… I have experienced enough crazy already…

“What?” He looked at me with wide eyes.

“You heard me.” I said as he let me go to stand on my feet again. His seed was dripping from my core now.

“But what if you become pregnant? I mean, we haven’t talked about it at all and with all the things happening right now…” He stopped mid-sentence, not knowing how to continue, dropping his face in shame.

“Kallan, you don’t know if this single time will make me pregnant, besides we have dealt with more difficult situations, so we will learn how to deal with this one, should it be needed.” I said, still not entirely sure how I should ever become a mother, as I’m one hell of a badass woman… but well, we will see how that works out if I turn out to be pregnant. I’ll just train him or her to be an assassin or something. At least someone strong and independent, just like me.

“I guess you’re right.” He said hesitantly, but he came close again and picked me up to hug me tight. His skin had turned back to normal and his wings had disappeared too, so I was now clinging onto his bare, but very hot torso, laying my ear on his shoulder.

“Did I hurt you?” He whispered, still a little ashamed but also relieved for me not freaking out about this.

“Just a bit, but I liked it. Besides, you could’ve warned me about your dragon.” I whispered back and he chuckled.

“My dragon, hmm? That has a nice ring to it.” He laughed, faking an arrogant expression.

“Did you enjoy it?” I asked him and he didn’t have to come up with an answer, as he knew what he wanted to say instantly.

“Fuck Jade, you don’t know how much I did. I’ve never used my magic during sex with any Fae before, as they didn’t mean that much to me as you do. But with you, shit… you are so magnificently beautiful, so I just couldn’t hold back. And the way you touched my wings… fuck… if you had killed me then and there, I would have died a happy man.” He said while holding me tighter.

I smiled as he said that, curious to know how it would feel should he ever get the chance to touch my wings. But I was also wondering why he wouldn’t want to use them during our first night together.

“So, why didn’t you want to use it before?” I asked him.

“Because you don’t have your wings and I didn’t want to embarrass you by showing mine.” He whispered. “But I’ve been so worried something bad happened to you, that I even fought with Echo because of it, and now that I got you back, I just… well I’m just happy to have you within my reach again.” He continued to explain, nearly stuttering too.

Did he fight with Echo? Shit… That must have been a sight to see. But wait, was he worried about me becoming jealous?

“What? No Kallan, never hold back again, not with me. I want all of you and not only the parts that I can reciprocate. I love you Kallan, I really do.” I said while holding his face, nearly not believing myself for acting this loveable. Since when have I become a softy? Oh, right, he has seen in me in my worst moments… sigh…

But what I said shook him though, it was as if a switch turned in his brain. His eyes glimmered when I said I loved him, but surely I have said that before, right? Yes, I have, after we had our night of sex the first time. Maybe I hadn’t been clear about my love? I know I didn’t sound like I really meant it back then, but there was so much going on at that time. Hadn’t he heard me say it? Hadn’t he realized that even though I was a bit absentminded, I still meant what I said? I don’t know, but I’m glad he is realising it now.

“What did I do to deserve you? I love you too.” He answered and gave me another one of those amazing dominant kisses, which made us go into the second round of hot sexual bliss.

“So, are you going to tell me about your red energy?” Kallan asked as he put his pants back on.

“Oh, right, yes, I have the last orb and it seems that I can take over magic, using it for a while as if it is my own.” I said while snapping my fingers, trying to summon that same red energy. But instead of a small red flame, there was now my old yellow-ish little orb of energy. “Oh, I guess it only lasts for a couple of hours.” I chuckled and he looked amazed.

He was proud of me to have found the last orb but he was also having other questions. “Is that what adjustment is, that you can adjust your own magic into that of another?” He asks, just to be sure.

“Yes, that’s pretty much it.”

“But how can you be sure?” Kallan asked.

“Because I have absorbed a little flame and I could throw fireballs after it, and because I have seen Neil as I have summoned him in some sort of way.”

“You summoned Neil… - Wait okay, so the red energy is because of the flame, that’s easy enough. But the ability to see Neil, you would have to absorb this ability from another Fae? Which one?” He then asked but I let him think about this on his own for a little while.

He furrowed his brows as he understood that I wasn’t going to let him in on this information this quickly and I could tell he was thinking over what had happened just moments before we went into this room. He even turned himself around as if he was trying to trace his steps in his mind.

Suddenly he turned back to me, realisation stuck in his mind.

“I knew she was some sort of empath, but this?” He asked me dumbfounded, not certain how to pronounce what it was that could summon a lost one to the living world, but he had at least realized that Miria was probably much more powerful than we had given her credit for.

“Yep, she was the last Fae I touched before entering the house. She is an Etunadain too.” I smiled.

Kallan smiled back, stunned to know that we have done the right thing by protecting her. “But what did her mark look like then?” He asked me.

“It wasn’t a rune from the old Fae language just like mine are, it was something different. On her little wrist, there was a small circle, with a tree in the middle. And as Echo’s mind let through a little, I got the feeling that she will become very powerful.” I explained.

I don’t know why Connely had decided to not kill her, but I guess that she has her own destiny to fulfil. Something I vaguely have an idea of, but I couldn’t be sure, so I’m not going to let out my thoughts about it just yet.

We just know that I have the last orb, we know what it does for me, and we know that we have to keep Miria safe at all times.

Oh, and I know that I have to keep up hope! I have to calm myself and think that everything happens for a reason and that perhaps, I will somehow live through these difficult times. And maybe I will get a chance to live out my full life and not die after saving the tree. Who knows?

A/n: There is only one more chapter left of part one! I will be updating soon!