Lorelei's POV
After a few more hours of talking our conversation shifts to one full of shy innuendos and sexual undertones. Shy innuendos on my part that Xan seems to humor. Soon, Xan lifts me up in bridal style, and takes me through space and time, back to the beautiful living quarters we both shared when we first met. In a few seconds we are both on the massive canopy bed, but Xan takes her time removing my scarf, sweater, skirt, and all other articles of clothing on me.
I, on the other hand, am sort of frozen in love, lust, and embarrassment. I have never done this before, and it shows, I am overwhelmed with need, but I don't move, I just wait patiently for Xan to do as she pleases. I think she wants this behavior from me as well. However, My Xan takes her sweet time with this. By the time my body is fully revealed to, while she is still half clothed, I am a flustered writhing mess, and I already start to plead.
Xan cuts off my pleading with a sweet and slow smoldering kiss, and shifts down to my neck. I want her to go lower, but she is focused on spreading kisses and love bites on all available spots between the top of my neck, and my bare chest. Suddenly, she bites. It's deep and painful. It's such an overbearing pain, I start to pull away, but she holds me in place as she attempts to painfully suck the soul out of my body. After what feels like ages, Xan pulls away, and says, "I'm not sorry for this bite…" she touches the mark with her thumb, and then kisses it. "... I will make more and more in our coming millennia together. But I do promise that with each subsequent bite it will be more enjoyable for you than it is now".
She looks at me for a few seconds more like I am the best thing that has ever happened to the world, and adds, "Thank you Lorelei, thank you my mate for agreeing to this union despite the ill fated future ahead of us". I am happy, but do not know how to respond, and she does not give me a chance. In less than a split second, her mouth is on a breast, sucking, licking and biting. Xans right hand thrusts into me without warning, moving back and forth, trying to find that sweet spot. As she alternates between breasts, that hand finds the spot, and I nearly erupt. For the first time in my life I let out a loud lust filled moan. Then she pauses.
Thrusting my hips forward shamelessly, she let out a weirdly erotic deep chuckle. This makes my entire body vibrate, and I moan again. She looks at my body once more from head to toe, before saying, "By the gods, my love, you are beautiful. The first time I bring you complete pleasure, I want to taste it too". She plasters kisses down my body as she makes her way to my vulva. I try to hide my face the moment her hot tongue slides down my clit to my tight hole, because the face I am making from the pleasure reverberating through me, has me embarrassed. I wonder for a second if Xan ever felt like this, but dismiss it, as she starts to suck on my clit with a special enthusiasm.
Soon she is thrusting in and out of my vagina, with one hand caressing my breasts, and I am on the edge. She pulls out for a second to give another unexpected claiming mark on my inner thigh, dangerously close to my sensitive nether regions. This bite again is as painful as the first, but with my mind this far gone, the pain quite literally mixes in with the pleasure. She continues to slide in and out of my vagina, with her other hand touching my clit in the most delightful of ways, when I come completely.
Xan does not stop moving as I come, and I experience a full body wave of pleasure. I also realize that I am a screamer in the sheets. I am barely through the wave as Xan goes in again to redo what she had just done, saying, "I love this look, the one you are giving me now, I want to keep it on your beautiful face forever and know I was the one who put it there…". I held on tight, not minding at all if this is what lay ahead for our days together.
The world may burn, and might damn near die around us, but we will try to live happily ever after.
Every touch, every caress, felt like a revelation, igniting a fire within me that burned brighter with each passing moment. But amidst the blissful haze of this bliss, a nagging sense of unease lingered at the edge of my consciousness.
The next morning the world outside seemed distant, a mere backdrop to the intimacy we shared, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, that danger lurked just beyond the horizon.
When Xan spoke of the threat looming over my homeland, my heart clenched with a mixture of fear and determination. I knew I couldn't hide away in the safety of our love nest while my people faced danger without me. With a silent nod, I allowed Xan to whisk us away, back to the heart of the conflict.
As we materialized amidst the chaos of battle, the scent of blood and magic assaulted my senses, threatening to overwhelm me. But I refused to submit to fear, or to despair. Instead, I pushed aside my own concerns, focusing on the task at hand – providing comfort and support to those who needed it most.
While Xan went directly for the enemies, I moved among the survivors, offering what little solace I could in the midst of such devastation. My hands trembled as I tended to the wounded, my voice a steady reassurance in the face of uncertainty.
But even as I tried to offer hope to those around me, a part of me couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness that gnawed at my insides. I wanted to do more, to make a difference in the outcome of the battle, but I was only a lowly shifter, limited by my own mortality.
It was then that Xan revealed her true self to me, there she was killing more recklessly and in such a bloodthirsty fashion that halted me in my steps. I was looking out from one of the capital city palace windows down at the fight in front of the palace gates. It was hard to recognize Xan from this far with all the blood splattered around her tall frame, but still I could tell.
She went through the men causing trouble with just a silver gun in her left hand, a sword in her right hand, and her speed.I watched as twenty minutes later all but Xan and the leader of the mob was left. I could see the restraint it takes for her to not go through with killing him too. Instead she drags him inside the gates for questioning, I presume.