My Wish - Time Guardians Book One (12 page)

She started getting wet—just their presence was so sexually overwhelming.

"Alana, do you have a favorite novel?"

"Huh?"

"A book? Do you have a favorite book?"

Caught off-guard for a moment, she yanked her thoughts back from where they'd been. "Er—yeah—sure, why?"

"Does it have any sexual content?" Hari asked.

"A little, yeah..."

"Well, may I suggest you take that book and go have a nice long, soothing bath. You're getting too excited too soon. You need to relax. And make sure you skip the sexy bits." Hari grinned at her.

"How do you know? You guys have some kind of arousal antenna?"

Sami smiled. "We can smell you, dear one."

"
Eeeuuuw
. Gross."

"Not at all. The scent of your arousal is a very exciting thing. For lovemaking to be all that it can, the man should relish the aroma of his woman's body preparing itself for his loving."

"Oh. Well, when you put it like that…" She struggeld with an assortment of issues, none of which were making much sense. "I'd better go have that bath."

Chapter 12

The scent of Blue Lotus greeted Alana as she stepped out of the bathroom swathed in the long white silk robe she'd found hanging on the back of the door. One thing you could say for these guys—they certainly knew their fabrics.

The long, indulgent soak had relaxed her considerably and it was with a great deal of tactile pleasure that she allowed her fingers to drift over her hip and down her thigh, feeling the slick material gently cascade through her fingers.

The light was changing as the sun set, and she noticed that the candles had been lit. Hari walked in with a long container of matches.

She gaped. He was wearing a matching silk robe, only in black, and he looked like every hero from the cover of every romance novel she'd ever seen come to life— and he was in
her
bedroom.
Thank you, Djinn Central Command
.

His hair fell loose over his shoulders and he smiled at her, adding to the devastation. My God, this man was about a thirty-eight on the sexual Richter scale.

He moved to the small braziers that stood between the candles and lit a match, touching it carefully to the contents. Soon a delicate smoke emerged, scented with cinnamon, vanilla, a touch of sage, and the ever-present Blue Lotus. It was soothing, unusual, and Alana found herself lifting her head and sniffing at the air like a dog catching a strange scent.

Taking her by the shoulders, Hari led her to the soft animal skin rug. He stood her just about arms-length away from himself and pushed an errant lock of hair back behind her ear.

"We will start by clearing our thoughts, Alana-delight. As you did earlier, try and concentrate on something simple—an empty shore, plain fabric, an empty room— whatever relaxes and eases your mind. However, this time, see if you can do it with your eyes open—you may look into mine as a focus point if you care to."

She gazed into Hari's chocolate brown eyes as instructed, trying to clear the extraneous thoughts from her head. The incense was becoming a little stronger now, and she could swear she saw Hari's pupils dilate as he stared deeply into her eyes in return.

"Now take your hand and place it over my heart—just here," said Hari, helping her find the correct spot. She felt his warmth and the sturdy beat of his heart through the silk.

"And I shall do the same," he added.

His right hand reached to her breast, but lay just beneath, on her heart rather than her nipple. Drat.

"Focus, Alana," reprimanded Hari gently.

"I'm trying," she muttered, doing her level best to ignore the wonderfully firm muscle underneath her palm.

"We are going to try to feel the energies in our bodies—to tap into the life force flowing through us..." Hari's voice caressed nerves up and down her spine.

"Imagine your hand passing through my skin, through my muscle into a place deep within me where there is a rushing and throbbing flow of energy circulating around my body—try to see it in your mind and feel it in your hand. I shall do the same."

She found she needed to close her eyes to concentrate, and as she did, the heat beneath her palm increased.

She could almost see Hari as a silhouette, black and gold, glittering around the edges like an x-ray. The pulsating current under her hand took on a life of its own and she jumped as she felt a tingle, not unlike an electric shock. She pulled her hand away with a gasp, realizing that Hari's palm was burning into her skin beneath her breast.

Hari backed away, a pleased smile on his face.

"You were almost there, Alana. That is very good indeed for a first attempt."

She smiled back, feeling a little lightheaded, although whether that was a result of her brush with Hari's life force or the incense that she was inhaling, she couldn't tell.

"Now we have sensed our inner energies, it is time to stimulate our auras."

He reached forward and loosened the tie on Alana's robe, allowing it to fall open. He bent his head slightly and raised one brow, indicating that she should do the same. With fingers that only trembled a little, Alana leaned over and freed his robe.

It hung like a black veil down either side of his massive chest, throwing his abs into shadow and revealing his erection, which was impressive, to say the least.

She licked her lips.

"Now I want you to move your hands around my body without actually touching me—you'll be moving your hands through my aura. Concentrate on keeping your mind empty of distractions, and tell me what you feel," said Hari, as he stepped a little closer.

She followed his instructions, refusing to allow the sight of this magnificent, almost-nude male to distract her. Yeah, right. Sighing, Alana started over again.

Hari's movements mirrored hers, his large hands sweeping slowly across her shoulders and down her sides, never touching, but close enough that she could feel the warmth emanating from his palms.

She ran her hand down his naked chest and gasped as she felt—something.

"What, love?"

"I—it felt as though—like I was swirling my hand through lukewarm water—kind of there, but not..." she stuttered, trying to explain the unexplainable.

Hari smiled.

"Now remove my robe—push it from my shoulders..." His hands brushed the silk off her body.

Naked, they faced each other.

"Continue your movements, Alana," encouraged Hari softly.

This time, there was no doubt in her mind. Her hands passed close to Hari's body and tingled; it was as if there was a little force field there—and when she moved lower to his hips and abdomen, she wouldn't have been surprised to see sparks.

"Our sexual energies are being enhanced, Alana-mine," whispered Hari. "Can you feel it?"

She wasn't quite sure what she was feeling. Her head was spinning ever so slightly; both her hands were now tingling as they moved around Hari, and she was so focused on her exercise that she didn't realize that darkness had completely fallen. The room was lit only by the candles, which sent their flickering rays dimly through the swirl of incense.

"Come, Alana, we will progress..."

Hari took her hand away from his navel and pulled her toward the futon and two large cushions.

She was almost angry with him for interrupting her meditations—she wanted to feel more of his energy tickling her fingertips.

Hari chuckled.

"There is much more, dear delight, trust me."

He knelt, then sat on the cushion in the traditional meditative position, thighs splayed wide and ankles crossed. He pulled the other pillow between his legs and patted it.

"Sit here, Alana, as I am sitting, with your legs over mine," he held her hand firmly as she swayed slightly, and then settled into his lap as he had directed.

"Cross your ankles behind me—good."

She realized that her pussy was opened wide to his gaze. She looked down to see his cock inches from her body and her juices moistening her already glistening labia.

"Alana—I need you to concentrate on my eyes, my love..."

He had to be kidding, right?

But he wasn't. "Alana, look into my eyes—it is important that we hold each other's gaze from now on. It is another in the connections between us that we are going to explore. Place your hand back on my chest—reactivate your contact with my
chi
—my life force."

His hand touched her skin again, scorching her flesh.

This time, she willingly pressed against him, keeping her eyes fixed on his. Concentrating, she cleared her mind, and allowed the hot, tingly sensation into her hand and up her arm.

"Good, that is very good," quietly encouraged Hari.

"Keep looking into my eyes—see my desire for you as it grows stronger," he murmured.

She heard a rhythmic drumbeat in her mind and realized it was her heart—or was it Hari's? She couldn't tell—they were beating in synchronized time with each other.

"Feel our energies weaving together, Alana, deepening, merging—I am coming into you and you are coming into me."

She smiled dreamily into his eyes, watching his pupils as they dilated with pleasure. The energies that surrounded her hand were spreading out—she wondered if her hair was standing on end like it did in those static electricity displays.

"Feel the forces taking over more and more of your body, my delight," crooned Hari. "The flow is dropping, down and down to your pleasure centers, to your yin and my yang, preparing for the moment when we shall truly blend our flow..."

She lost herself in Hari's eyes—dark pools of mystery, reflecting her nude body back at her, shining in the soft candlelight.

She pulled in a quick breath as Hari's cock flickered against her.

"Don't look away, Alana. I am going to close the circle between us..." And he scooted forward very slightly to rest the head of his cock at her entrance.

She sighed in delight.

"Oh, God, Hari, that feels so good—so hot..." she breathed.

"Keep your hand on my body—feel our energies as I feel yours. Now we are joined and our energies are close to becoming one..."

She licked lips that had suddenly gone dry.

"Can you feel my energies, love, can you feel the beat of my life force? I can feel yours." His eyes devoured her.

Lost in sensation, she concentrated, realizing that she could indeed feel every throb of his huge cock as it rested on her swollen folds. Her clit pulsed in time with his heartbeat.

He pulled her closer and entered her until the flared head of his cock was snuggled tightly into her cunt.

"You may remove your hand from my chest now, Alana—we are truly joined..." breathed Hari, eyes black with desire.

She scarcely blinked as she eased her hand from his chest and rested her arms on his shoulders.

"Mmm..." Dreamily she let herself explore the moment, content with the sensation of his energies flowing into her and becoming one with her.

Hari moved even closer. Now almost all his cock was buried within her and his heat spread up through her body, making every nerve tingle. Her nipples budded and tightened, and she gasped as she felt his chest hairs lightly caress them. Their eyes never broke contact.

"Now we move," whispered Hari.

His hands clasped her buttocks gently, and he rocked forward, pushing himself deep inside her.

Then he pulled back, encouraging her to follow his movements. She let out a groaning sigh of delight.

"
Oh. My. God
."

Her world was tipped upside down. She felt as if they were three feet off the pillows, hell—they could have been orbiting Saturn for all she knew. Dancing particles of energy flickered over her sensitized skin and her pussy wept for joy as Hari continued his rhythmic rocking—in and out.

Her cunt spasmed once, and again, then spasmed in time with the plunging of Hari's cock.

A sound of ecstasy was wrung out of Hari, but still they gazed deep into each other's eyes.

They rocked, and gazed, bodies now so close together that the slightest breath either of them took was felt by the other.

They shared heartbeats, their juices mingled into one brilliant flow, and their eyes remained fixed on each other.

Hari pulled Alana to him that final inch and his body continued to rock, abrading her clit now as he did so.

Gently he eased her up to the next level—her spasms were becoming more intense —she realized she was having little orgasms and her whole body took on a level of awareness she'd never have believed possible.

She felt Hari's cock throbbing and swelling even more inside her—the feeling of exquisite fullness emphasized by the gentle continuous rocking and the sensual liberation of watching him as he remained buried inside her body.

His eyes reflected his passion, almost completely black now—the pupils had expanded to obliterate the brown iris. Sweat was breaking out on his brow, and she knew they had to be close to...something.

"Let your energies release, Alana, let my cock take your life force—share with me..."

The rocking continued, and gradually she felt tension rise within her body. It started in her cunt, ran through her clit and erupted up, up towards her shoulders and her neck.

She knew her eyes must be widening at this amazing sensation—her internal muscles were tightening around Hari's cock and she could smell the mixture of sweat and their sexual juices over the incense.

Every single iota of awareness she possessed crystallized into blinding focus as an enormous tsunami of power gushed through her body and blew the top of her head off. For the first time she broke away from Hari's gaze as her head fell back, her neck muscles tensed and she shrieked silently, riding out an orgasm that threatened to completely pulverize her intestines.

Hari was with her. Straining, he bent his head and tucked it into her neck, ramming himself as far into her contracting channel as he could and allowing the intense muscle contractions to bring him to his climax. He came with a shout, pumping for endless eons into Alana.

Wisps of blue fog danced up from where they were joined, catching the candlelight like iridescent starlight captured by the moment.