Descendants of the light.., p.8
Descendants Of The Light: Raven’s Calling, page 8
“Yes. I figured something happened. You didn’t talk about it, so I didn’t want to probe.”
“I appreciate that.”
“Am I talking to the general of the Royal Ceyan Guard who never goes against his king?” Thane teased his older brother.
A faint smile touched Kal’s lips. “I find it hard to believe myself. It is still hard to forget Father’s teachings, but I would like to think that I can move past that.”
“As do I.” A silent understanding passed between him and Kal before a servant walked up to them and broke the silence.
“Your Highnesses, King Rohman requests your presence in the hall.”
Thane groaned inwardly. He had hoped he could make it to Raven before the ceremony began.
“Thank you, Symi. You may tell the king that we will join him shortly.” Kal dismissed him, before turning to Thane.
“I will go and tell Rohman you are delayed. Do not worry. Go to her,” Kal whispered.
“What? Are you actually offering to lie to your king for me?” Thane asked with surprise.
“Go now, before I change my mind,” Kal hissed, his wings flapping with evident displeasure.
“Thank you, brother. This means a lot to me.” Thane smiled before heading to Raven’s chamber with a spring in his step.
As he entered her bedroom chamber, the sight of her beautiful body, being toweled down after a bath, greeted him. It took every ounce of his will not to go over to her and crush her in his arms. His cock began to ache with a need only Raven could stir. With her back to him, Thane watched the serving woman rub the towel over her body. As he approached, one of the women noticed him. Before she could address him, he brought his fingers to his lips, silencing her.
He approached the unsuspecting Raven with practiced stealth. Hand me the towels, he communicated to the servants. They complied, waiting for his next command. Wait outside, until I call you back in here.
The women bowed and scrambled off. Raven turned and gasped. “Thane, I didn’t hear you enter.” A becoming blush touched her cheeks. She was so lovely. He felt as if his heart would burst with love and lust for her.
“Are you not pleased to see me?”
“Of course I am. What are you doing?” she asked as he began to towel dry her.
“What does it look like, my lady? I am your humble servant because you have surely enslaved me.”
“That was beautiful, Thane. Thank you for coming to see me before the ceremony, because I wanted to tell you something.”
“What is it, my lady?” He dropped all pretense of drying her body and pulled her against him. She smelled so damn sweet. He kissed her neck.
“I can’t think when you do that to me, Thane,” she sighed, entwining her fingers in his hair.
“Maybe now is not the time for thinking but a time of action,” he murmured, grazing her lips with his.
Raven turned her head away. “No. Please be serious for a moment. This is very important.”
Thane lifted his head. Whatever it was that she had to tell him, he hoped it would be fast, because her sweet lips beckoned him to taste them. “What is it, jihar?”
“I just wanted you to know I love you. No matter what happens, you have my love always.”
Thane’s heart felt as though it would overflow with the emotions that surged through his body. In answer to her declaration he brought his mouth down on hers, kissing her with a hungry passion that would not be denied. His tongue thrust forward to taste the sweet honeyed cavern of her mouth.
The tips of her rose-hued nipples rubbing against his chest created a friction that sent shock waves throughout every one of his nerve endings. He ripped his mouth away from hers to rain kisses over her face and neck. “Oh, Thane,” she moaned with delight.
Thane lifted her up in his arms. Wrapping her legs around his hips, Raven grasped his shoulders. As she arched back to expose more of her white flesh to his gaze, Thane ran his tongue on her heated flesh, savoring the unique flavor of her.
He carried her the short distance to the bed and fell over her body. His lips closed over the stiff peak of her breast. He licked, nibbled and sucked the soft flesh, causing Raven to wiggle underneath. Thane turned to her other breast, worshiping it with his tongue as he did the other one. Raven cried out as he flicked the turgid point of her nipple.
“Do you like the feel of my tongue against you?”
“Yes.”
“My tongue will feel even better against your clit. Do you want me to taste your pussy?”
“Yes. Please, Thane,” she pleaded with passion-glazed eyes.
He moved lower, placing soft kisses against her stomach.
“Mmm, that feels so wonderful,” she moaned as her fingers played with his wings. His wings were very sensitive to touch, and her delicate fingers running along them created a stimulating sensation that traveled down his spine to the tips of his toes.
If he could not have her, he would go crazy. He nuzzled the soft flesh between her thighs. Her pussy smelled delicious. Already sweet juices flowed from her channel, soaking her thighs. He pushed her legs apart and sucked on her swollen little bud.
She grasped his head, smashing her pussy against his face. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Raven shouted with glee.
Her moans and screams of delight coaxed him into increasing the pressure of his mouth. His tongue flickered over her clit, licking it with long broad strokes. He lifted her leg higher, thrusting his tongue deep within her hot sex.
“Oh, Thane, your tongue is so long,” she groaned, bucking her hips against his face.
He lifted his head to wink at her. “Did I not tell you that Ceyans are not built like the puny men on Earth?” To demonstrate, he stuck out his tongue, letting it hang past his chin before pulling it back into his mouth.
“Holy goodnight. That bad boy would make Gene Simmons jealous.” She laughed.
“I do not know who he is. Was he one of your lovers?” Thane stilled. He knew she had been with other men on Earth but didn’t want to hear about them.
As though sensing his displeasure, she shook her head. “No. He is a famous musician on Earth, but he doesn’t matter. Don’t stop doing what you were doing,” she said with a pout to her pretty red lips.
He could deny her nothing. “You are demmed right he doesn’t matter.” And with that he lifted her hips even higher and thrust his tongue into her pussy. She screamed at the in and out motion mimicking a cock.
“That’s it, Thane, harder!” she demanded, writhing wildly beneath his mouth. His tongue thrust into her wetness, working her body into a frenzy.
Her body became damp with perspiration, and he knew she was close to her peak. Nothing compared to the exquisite taste and feel of this woman, and he could have stayed between her thighs forever. He fucked her with his tongue with a primitive need to brand this woman as his. He wanted to be the only man she ever thought of.
Raven began to thrash wildly. “Oh God, Thane!” she screamed. The warm nectar of her release flowed from her pussy, and he hungrily lapped it up. She lay limp as he took his time sucking her, bathing her with his tongue.
Thane sidled up next to her body, pulling her into his arms. He stroked her hair as she rested her head against his chest.
More than anything he wanted to plunge his aching cock between her smooth thighs, but they would need more time for that. He would have to leave her in a moment to go to the hall, and let her finish her preparations for the ceremony. He didn’t want this moment to end. As it stood, his brother would probably send someone to fetch him shortly.
“Thank you, Thane, that was wonderful,” she whispered.
“Not half as wonderful are you are.” Squeezing her tight, Prince Thane knew this woman would always be by his side, no matter what the future held, no matter where destiny led them.
Glossary
H’trae -- (tray) parallel world to Earth where creature of legend and myth exist. A hedonistic world where anything goes and usually does.
Tiearen -- (tia-reen) at one time was the land of the The’Rans, once a rich fertile land, now a barren wasteland
The’Rans -- (thay-rahns) a peaceful people known for their special healing powers of the light and their beautiful women. All The’Rans are able to pass special abilities to their offspring, but the powers are only manifested in their women.
Ceyans -- (say-ahns) a race ruled by winged warriors
Zerus -- land of the Ceyans
Xanadon -- (zan-nay-dahn) land where slaves are brought
Rozak -- (Roh-zack) city known for bazaars and entertainment
Ilsa -- a shimmering see-through material worn by the wealthy women of Zerus
Tela -- a rare gem on H’trae, green in color
Jihar -- my love, my heart, sweetheart…
Demmed -- damned
Farken -- a Ceyan expletive
Mehier -- endearment used between twins
Cheka -- the ankle band a Ceyan male places on a woman when he claims her. The color denotes rank.
Sitla beast -- wild indigenous animal on H’trae, looks like a cross between a bear and a lion.
Descendants Of The Light: Genesis
Genesis Johnson is fast losing control of her well-ordered life. Although she’s a brilliant doctor, she’s run afoul of the hospital administration and may well lose her job. Needing time to sort things out, Genesis and her sister take a road trip, only to find themselves in the middle of nowhere. Her day only gets worse when she’s taken captive by one of the most gorgeous men she’s ever seen. Fireworks erupt between her and her redhead captor, Prince Kalian.
Spirited away to another world, she learns she is not only one of the last remaining descendants of a race known for their healing power, but she must also become the bride of one of the Ceyan Princes. The only Ceyan she’ll have is Prince Kalian, and he wants her too.
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