M&L03 - SS (20 page)

“As I have already told you
Donovan, I have not had any visions involving Serafina in any way,” Claire
calmly told her son.

“I know you’re keeping
something important from us Claire,” Dragon growled. “You gave Rachel that coin
and uttered just enough of the riddle to let us know you’ve seen another golden
prophecy. Why won’t you at least tell us the rest of the riddle?”

“Some things are best left unsaid
until the time is right, but I will say that neither Serafina nor my
grandchildren will be affected by the new prophecy in any way. Luke and Leia
will be born right on schedule.”

Grandchildren? Plural?
Luke and Leia?
I’d have to ask
Serafina what all that was about later.

Dragon looked like he was
about to blow a gasket but Serafina jumped up and stopped him from advancing on
his mother.

“Claire wouldn’t let anything
happen to me or to the babies, not even if saving us would bring about the end
of the world,” she tried to soothe her mate. “Whatever the prophecy is, it has
nothing to do with us.”

Dragon glared at Claire over
Serafina’s shoulder for another moment, then he turned and resumed his pacing.
Serafina returned to the sofa and propped her feet up on a pillow.

Everyone looked around the
table, probably wondering like I was if it was safe to continue. When Rook
shrugged, I told the group, “Sergio is using a spell to hide what he really
looks like.”

Rook shook his head. “I’ve
seen him up close and personal. I almost took his head off twice during the
war. He looks the same now as he did back then.”

“Then he’s been using the
same spell for a very long time. I’d never been close to him before tonight, so
I reached out to get a feel for his magic while we were in the arena. He was
definitely using a spell to mask his true identity.”

“Then we have no idea what he
really looks like and that’s probably how he’s been giving my guys the slip.”
Rook sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Can we use the wards to expose his
real face?”

“Not with the tournament
going on. The wards are barely operational at this point because they could
interfere with the magical competitions.”

“But you can still lock
everything down if needed?”

“Absolutely. Within seconds
after I trigger the spells, every portal in this dimension will close and
nobody will be able to open a new one. I’ve shown Grayson how to initiate the
lock down spells as well.”

Serrano sat forward resting
his arms on the table. “Is there any way to leave this dimension without a
portal?”

“When I was setting up the
security here I discovered a narrow opening in the rock face behind the
waterfall where the barrier between this dimension and the fire demon realm is
thin. I tried to seal it off but every time I created a ward around the area,
the fissure widened until a portion of it was outside the ward. Eventually I
removed the ward and it shrank back down to its original size.” I shrugged my
shoulder. “I figured a small crack hidden behind a few thousand gallons of
rushing water shouldn’t pose much of a threat. Besides, it would take a lot of
determination and one hell of a demolition spell to get through there without a
portal. Anyone attempting to break through would likely bring the whole cliff
down on his own head.”

“You’re probably right,” Rook
agreed, “but I’m going to post guards in that area for the remainder of the
tournament. I’d also like you to prevent the creation of new portals as well.”

“How about the creation of
new portals leading out of this dimension? I don’t want to interfere with the
mazes, which I’m sure will contain a few portals.”

“That should be good enough.”
Rook nodded and moved on to the next problem. “Now, visually tracking Sergio
was a bust. Is there a way to track him using magic? He’s too dangerous to be
running around here without a shadow.”

“He’d sense a tracking spell,
but I could rig something up that would basically follow his magic.”

“That would be much
appreciated. How long before you could have it ready?”

“An hour or so. I’ll get
right on it as soon as we’re done here.”

“Anyone else have anything
that they think might be important?” When everyone shook their heads Rook said,
“We’ll take a few minutes to go over the new security protocols and then we can
all be on our way.”

Fifteen minutes later the
meeting was over and everyone was clearing out of the room. I stopped by the
couch to have a word with Serafina.

Crouching down beside her, I
asked, “How long have you known you’re having twins?”

She smiled, rubbing her round
belly. “For a while now, but we decided to wait until after the tournament to
say anything.”

I glanced over at Dragon who
was arguing quietly with Rook in the corner. “Are you really naming them Luke
and Leia?”

Her smile widened. “That was
a suggestion from Claire, but when I told Dragon about it he said he’d rather
name them Bart and Lisa.” Serafina rolled her eyes. “I know he’s just upset
with her right now, so I’ll wait until all this blows over and ask him again.”

“So you like the names Luke
and Leia?”

“Sure, what’s not to like?
We’re all fans of
Star Wars
and I’m having twins. If you ask me, they’re
the perfect names for our children.”

“Then I hope you can get him
to listen to reason before the big day arrives.”

“I always listen to reason
when it comes from my beautiful mate,” Dragon said, coming up behind me.

I stood, inclining my head to
him with a grin. “Of course you do My Lord.”

He grinned back at me and put
his hand on my shoulder. “I try to, but it’s not always easy. Sometimes I have
to step away and come back to try again.”

“I’ll leave you to it then.”

I bowed to them both and we
said our goodbyes. Then I hurried to my room where I’d dropped off my shopping
bags earlier that afternoon. I could whip up a normal tracking spell within a
few minutes, but this one would be used to track a very powerful sorcerer. If
it was going to work, I’d have to make sure he couldn’t sense it. That would
take time and patience - two things I was running short on as my fox grew more
and mor
e eager to see our mate again.

~ Solomon ~

It took me longer than
expected to create the tracking spell for Rook and by the time I made it to
Renee’s house, she was fast asleep on the couch. The coaster was on the coffee
table face down and I didn’t dare turn it over. Whatever Renee experienced when
she looked at the drawing was now embedded into the spell I placed on it. Since
the spell was designed to trigger erotic fantasies based on visual cues, I was
sure she had quite an experience. Anyone who saw that drawing now would
experience her fantasy in living color, sensations and all.

There was a damp towel lying
on the floor and I kicked it aside so I could step closer to the sofa. Renee
was wrapped up tightly in a fuzzy blanket with a hot pink and black leopard
print design. She looked so peaceful with her face completely relaxed and her
curly hair fanning out across the seat cushion that I could have watched her
sleep all night long. Then she stirred in her sleep and a quiet sigh fell from
her lips. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to see what she was
dreaming about.

I sat down in a chair to
unlace my boots and debated how much of my clothing to remove. Renee and I
frequently fell asleep watching movies together on the couch. We’d long ago
agreed that it was way too uncomfortable to share such a narrow sleeping space
with pants on. We usually stripped down to T-shirts and boxers, or panties in
her case, before the movies got underway.

With the mating frenzy and
the near miss earlier tonight, I probably should have left my pants on, but in
the end comfort won out. Once I was situated with her head resting on my
shoulder and her body tucked in tight along the length of mine, I closed my
eyes and fell asleep within moments. It had been a very long day and tomorrow
would be even longer.

“Did you have a chance to do
this before you fell asleep?” I asked Renee.

She was relaxing with her
eyes closed and her head lying back against the edge of the hot tub. Just like
in the real world, soft moonlight was streaming in through the back wall. Here
in the dream world, there were also several dark purple candles lit around the
room filling the air with the scent of black raspberries and vanilla. Renee
loved the smell of black raspberries and vanilla so much that my mind
automatically associated it with her.

“I did, and it felt so divine
that I had to do it again once I fell asleep.”

Her eyes peeked open and slid
over my nearly naked body. I had on a pair of swim trunks and she was wearing a
tiny red bikini. It was the kind with ties everywhere that would slip off with
just a slight tug on a string.

“I’m sorry I missed the first
round, but I’m glad I could be here now.”

I stepped down into the warm,
bubbling water and settled in across from her, closing my eyes for just a
moment. All those rushing bubbles really did feel divine.

“So is everything okay? Why
did Dragon need to see you?”

“Nothing too bad. It can keep
until morning.”

“Then perhaps we could get
back to where we left off.” Her voice was closer now and I felt her legs brush
against mine as she moved to straddle my lap.

I opened my eyes and grabbed
her hips just in time to stop her forward momentum before she could rub against
the front of my shorts. Dream or no dream, we were going to stick to the plan
and I wasn’t going to let her tempt me as she had earlier.

She smirked at me, as if she
knew exactly what I was thinking, then she leaned down and kissed me.

Would I ever tire of feeling
her soft lips move against mine? Of having our tongues tangle together as her
fingers burrow into my hair, pulling harder as her hunger grows? I couldn’t
imagine I ever would.

Her hips inched forward but I
wouldn’t allow her enough leeway to make contact with my groin.

She broke the kiss with a
frustrated growl. “I don’t know how you can still be in control right now. Ever
since that show Danarius and Lacey put on I’ve felt like a volcano about to
erupt. Then I looked at that coaster...” She closed her eyes for a moment and
took a deep breath.

“I’m in control because I
made you a promise and I intend to keep it.” I told her and she groaned in
response. She opened her eyes again and I continued, “But you did say we could
move on to second base and it’s finally been twenty-four hours.”

She looked down at the two
red triangles covering her breasts. “They’re small again, where’s the fun in
that?”

I chuckled low and deep,
imagining all the fun I could have. “I can’t speak for all men of course, but
for me, it’s not the size of a woman’s breasts that matters,” I told Renee
softly, bringing her hand to my lips. She watched me intently as I gently
kissed each of her knuckles. “It’s her reaction to what I do with them that I
enjoy the most.”

Emerald fire flared in her
eyes as a shiver raced up her spine, but then she looked at me doubtfully.

“I don’t see how any man could
be satisfied with these breasts, especially after he saw the way they looked
just a few hours ago.”

“Perhaps a demonstration
would convince you of my sincerity.”

Smoothing my hands slowly up
her sides, I lifted her higher so that she was standing on her knees and her
breasts were completely out of the water. Then I reached around and pulled the
string between her shoulder blades, then the one behind her neck, and then the
bright red fabric floated away.

For a moment I couldn’t
think. All I could do was stare at the perfectly formed breasts rising and
falling before my eyes. They were small, yes, but not so small that they could
be called flat and the rosy nipples were already standing straight out, hard
and proud. How could Renee be ashamed of these breasts? One look at them and
all I could think about was devouring them.

“Solomon?”

My head came up slowly, my
eyes reluctant to leave the feast before them. Her green eyes widened when they
met mine and I was sure she could see the raw lust that was burning through
every cell in my body.

My voice was rough, barely a
whisper when I told her, “If I could have just one wish granted to me in this
moment, it would be for the bond to work, so that you might know the pleasure I
take from simply looking upon your naked breasts.”

A tremor rolled through her
body and I leaned in to gently caress the underside of her breast with my
stubbled cheek. Her breath caught, then came faster as I turned my head and
nuzzled one delicate breast then the other. My hands massaged and kneaded the
muscles of her back and shoulders.

She sighed, and I placed a
trail of soft kisses between her breasts, then over her collarbone and up her
neck. On the way back down, I stopped to taste her lips, kissing her with
teasing licks, and gentle nips at her bottom lip.

Her fingers burrowed into my
hair and urged me downward. Smiling, I gave her what she wanted. My hands came
up under her soft mounds, squeezing slightly as my fingers closed in to worry
her tight nipples. She shuddered and arched her back, thrusting her breasts up
for more.

I’d never seen a more
beautiful sight in all my life.

I captured one rosy bud
between my lips and flicked my tongue over the taut peak. The pleasurable moan
that escaped from Renee was music to my ears. I did it again and was rewarded
with another, longer moan that was accompanied by a hard tug on my hair as her
fist tightened in the thick strands.

I picked up the pace,
swirling my tongue over the responsive little nub again and again, then
flicking back and forth with more forceful strokes. All the while I caressed
and squeezed her other breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers, pinching
and tugging.

As the tension in her body
built, the fire burning through mine blazed hotter, the heat almost unbearable
as my cock grew longer and harder until I thought it might burst wide open.

Switching breasts, I
continued my assault on her senses, never letting up for a second as my hand
took over where my mouth had previously been.

Teasing and worrying,
caressing the soft swells, I brought her to the edge. When she was trembling in
my arms, I closed my teeth over the very tip of one sensitive peak and she
screamed for me. It was a hoarse cry that went straight to my groin and had my
throbbing arousal begging for attention.

I released her nipple and
looked up into molten pools of gold surrounded by emerald green fire. She
didn’t say a word. She just bent her head down to mine and devoured me.

There was a flurry of kisses,
all lips and tongue, and teeth and clutching hands. Then her fingers closed
around my erection and my mind went completely blank. There was nothing but the
pleasure. Nothing but the sheer ecstasy of having Renee willingly stroking my
very hard shaft.

Willingly?
The thought struck me with a pang of guilt. Was she
willing, or was it simply the mating frenzy driving her again? An image of
Renee’s face on my first night here came to mind. Not when she was lying on the
bed staring up at me with her lips parted, but when she screamed at me and told
me to go - the one with tears dripping from her chin and anguish clouding her
eyes.

I broke the kiss gasping for
breath. “Stop Renee, we can’t do this.” I grabbed her hand, but her other one
replaced it as her lips moved to my neck. “No Renee, we have to take things
slow.”

When she didn’t stop, I took
both of her hands and pinned them behind her back. She growled but continued
sucking on my neck, nipping at my earlobe. Then I could feel her hand sliding
up and down my aroused flesh again. It felt so good but I knew I had to put a
stop to it. I closed my mind and the sensation stopped again.

Renee sat back and looked me
with hard eyes. “I thought you told me your mind was an open book to me.”

“If you were simply reading
that would be one thing, but you’re adding your own twist to the story and that
we can’t have.”

Her lips twisted with
mischief and she closed her eyes.

I had a second to wonder what
she was up to before the sensation of her stroking my cock was back again. My
hips came up, thrusting of their own volition as she squeezed harder.

Dammit, my mind was closed
and her hands were still held in my grasp behind her back. How was she doing
this?

The answer hit me when Renee
became transparent as her body began to fade from the dream. She was still
half-asleep, but awake enough that her very real hand was stroking my very real
cock.

I willed myself to wake up
and when my eyes opened, I took both of Renee’s hands in mine and pinned them
over her head.

“Enough Renee. Don’t you
think I want you too? But I have to make sure there won’t be any regrets before
I let things go further between us.”

“I need you Solomon,” she
moaned, twisting her body so that my leg was between hers and she was riding my
thigh.

“That’s what you said the
last time too,” I growled. “Then you cried and screamed and threw me out. I
have to be sure it’s not just the mating frenzy talking Renee.”

This time she glared at me.
Then she finally ground out, “Fine. If you won’t give me what I need I’ll take
care of it myself. Let go of me.”

“Renee...”

“Let. Me. Go.”

I released her hands and
watched as she moved to the end of the couch where she leaned back against the
arm. The blanket stayed behind and I discovered that she wasn’t wearing
anything beneath it.

I swallowed hard. “What are
you planning to do Renee?”

“I told you Solomon, I’m
going to take care of the problem myself.”

She took a deep breath, in
through her nose and out through her mouth. Then her eyes fluttered shut and
she started caressing her body, slowly, avoiding the obvious places and
focusing instead on her abdomen and thighs.

I settled in at the other end
of the couch, barely able to breathe as I waited to see how far she would take
this.

After a few moments, her
hands slid up and over her breasts where they lingered for a while, plucking
her nipples, cupping and kneading the perky mounds. Her legs had been together,
stretched out in front of her, but as she played her body like a finely tuned
instrument, her knees came up, and soon she was spread wide for me to see.

Finally, her hand slid down
over her flat belly where first one, then two fingers disappeared into the
glistening pink folds between her creamy white thighs.

I hadn’t thought my dick
could get any harder, but I’d never been more wrong in my life.

I reached down into my boxers
and began stroking myself from root to tip.

Her head fell back as her
fingers slid in and out. Then she started circling her clit a few times before
diving back in. Her hips rose, curling up as her fingers pushed in faster,
deeper. She moaned, the husky sound spurring me on as my hand moved faster. It
was the most erotic experience of my life - watching my mate bringing herself
to orgasm before my eyes.