Cresting Tide (16 page)

Oliva found Brice tinkering in his lab. Noise filled the lab as beakers bubbled and dripped into various tubes that caused a rainbow effect when the magical white glow lights of the room shone on them just right. Powders of as many colors sat in bowls or on glass trays waiting to be used.

She did not recognize the concoction he was currently brewing and did not know what the experiment was trying to achieve but her eyes did not stay on his work for long. They drifted to watch the man and she loved the way his brow furrowed when he concentrated. His hair was pulled back into a horse-tail and he was dressed in a sleeveless linen shirt. She knew he never wore robes while working in the lab since his sleeves would just get in the way.

Oliva watched the master of the tower dip several drops of a pale amber liquid into a glass bowl that contained a deep green powder. There was no reaction at first to the combination of alchemical elements so when a loud pop sounded it made her jump. She couldn’t help but laugh at herself for her startled reaction. It was this laugh that made Brice raised his head from his current project.

“You are awake early this day, love,” Brice said and knew it was the excitement of their arriving visitor that had caused her to rise well before her normal hour. Oliva was a night owl and he knew that her magic was stronger during the darker hours than those of light. For over eighty years they had tried to puzzle the reason why it was so with her but they never found an answer.

“Was your experiment a success?” Oliva asked him and he knew she was genuinely interested in the answer he was about to give her.

“Not the result I was trying for but an interesting result just the same. There may be a use for loud noises.” A grin spread on Brice’s face as he walked around his work table. “Our visitor’s progress?” he continued knowing that she would have checked the viewing orb when she awoke.

“Late tomorrow if he keeps his current pace,” she told him as he wrapped his bare arms around her.

“And the game? Have you decided?” his pale blue eyes gazed down into her violet ones.

“No.”

When she said no more, Brice frowned and prompted, “That is not like you, love. What is wrong?”

Oliva hated causing the concerned look that now fell like a shadow across her lover’s face. She hated even more that she had no clear answer to give him. All she had were the fragments of a dream and an unsettling feeling that change was on the wind. Oliva cast her gaze away from his face as she shrugged.

Brice would have enjoyed the rise and fall of her ample breasts when she shrugged if he had not been so concerned about her. Oliva was never indecisive about anything and he worried about her silence now.

“Is there something different about this visitor?” Brice inquired.

Again, Oliva shrugged. “Not that I can see. He seems to be just another adventurer but it’s not what I can see that bothers me.”

Brice remained silent as she pulled out of his embrace and worked through her thoughts. He watched as she walked around his lab, careful not to let her long red robe catch on creates of alchemical supplies he stored around the perimeter of the room.

Oliva shook her head and looked back to Brice. “It’s more a feeling. Change is coming but I do not know if it will be for the better or worse. I sense that it is tied to this visitor but that is all I know.”

“Nothing can harm us, love. No one for centuries has really been a threat and one man surely can not do as much damage as that army from Trilous did.” Brice tried to reassure her.

“I don’t feel threatened,” Oliva tried to make his frown disappear by offering him a smile. “I just feel that something is going to happen and it is tied to this visitor. He is not like the others but I am not sure how I know this.”

“What will be usually is,” Brice held his arms open to her and she crossed the room to be held.

Oliva tilted her ebony head and placed her soft lips against his. Brice returned her kiss and was almost startled when her gentle kiss turned into one of hunger and she pressed her body roughly into his. He was not sure where her sudden desire came from but he could sense her need and had no wish to deny her as her hands snaked under the sides of his linen shirt. He clutched her tighter as their lips fed hungrily from one another.

Brice’s own hands caressed down Oliva’s back, to cup under her buttocks as he felt her hands delving deeper into the linen pants he wore beneath his robe. Oliva released her lips from his to trail wet, hungry kisses down his neck causing him to moan in pleasure. As the moan escaped his lips he uttered the magical phrase that instantly teleported them to their bed chamber.

He never thought to question her need as he gave into his own when they appeared at the foot of the large feather bed that they shared.

Oliva never noticed that they were teleported to their bed chamber. Her hands crept along his back, until they reached his ass then she dug her long nails in and they scraped up along his back as he lifted her to him.

Brice loved the pain her nails caused and could already feel the warm trails of blood as his under-tunic soaked up his essence. A hiss of combined pleasure and pain escaped his lips as Oliva bit sharply into the side of his neck and brought her hands to his chest. As her wet mouth latched onto him like a leech seeking blood, her fingers dug greedily into the flesh of his chest. Brice leaned back and as his knees hit the edge of the bed, he fell backward landing on the bed and pulling Oliva down on top of him.

Oliva’s mouth left his neck and found his lips once more as her hands tore into his chest and his own pulled roughly at her robes. Their heated hungry kisses never stopped as wizardly robes almost magically fell away from their aroused bodies. Brice felt Oliva’s firm breasts press into his chest, around her clawing hands, as his mouth left hers to explore her milky orbs. His slender fingers, that were so adapt at casting spells, trailed along her smooth flank until they gripped each breast, pushing them together for his mouth to envelope each hardened bud. Her knees spread to straddle his now naked form and she ground her wetness down onto his hard rod. Oliva’s hips rocked faster as he suckled her nipples and it was not long before her claws once more dug deeply into his almost hairless chest. The orgasm that pierced through her body caused her to arch her back, making her nipple rip free of Brice’s wanting mouth. Brice felt the warm flood of her release upon his twitching cock and his own pleasure soon followed to fill her.

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I am an avid reader & writer of fantasy, paranormal and erotic fiction. I currently reside in Tampa, Florida with my husband, one grown daughter, one dog, four cats, and a turtle named Tammy

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