“First of all, you are not like them,” Orin insisted. “Despite everything that has happened so far, and whatever will happen, I think you are a good person. I know it. You’re not after doing this just for yourself, or your bloodline. You’re doing this to save the lives of thousands. Millions. That is selfless.”
“It sounds very pretty, but I know I’m just trying to save my own ass. And I’m only too willing to kill those three fuckers to do it.”
“Self-defense. That doesn’t make you bad, Keira.”
“But where does it lead? What else will I do with the power of life and death over everything? That power, it’s about much more than just this… this… mission? Quest? What should we call it?”
“Me?” Orin shrugged. “I’d just call it Destiny.”
Oh hell, I thought. More cryptic bullshit. What did I expect? I should have known better than to seek enlightenment from such a dim bulb. Sure, Orin’s a good, simple soul, but this wasn’t so simple. It was about power without limits. It was about… and then it hit me.
It’s about right and wrong.
That’s all.
Orin, you genius. I’m bursting with doubt, and fear. I’m afraid of being so powerful, but it doesn’t matter. The power isn’t evil. It isn’t good. All of us, every single one, have to decide what to do a million times a day. We have to face the choice. Good. Bad. Right. Wrong. It’s up to us.
“Keira?” Orin said, quietly. I looked at him. His eyes, so full of kindness.
“You’re right. This is my destiny. I was just afraid to face it.”
Orin smiles. He nods. He goes on to ask his question. “Uh, sorry to interrupt your train of thought. But you talking about power reminds me…”
“Yes?”
“Did you get any of those power bars from Weylyn? Mine are all gone, and I was kinda hungr—”
I pressed my lips against his, and the talking was over. I thought about saying ‘Kiss me, you fool!’ But I’d have to be a fool to stop kissing him long enough to say it.
Orin wrapped his arms around me pulled me close. He gently avoided touching my sore shoulder. That was the only area off limits, though.
The second he touched my breast, I couldn’t bear to keep my shirt on. I pulled it over my head and tossed it in the grass. His tongue probed my mouth so thoroughly, he could be counting my teeth. I could feel the air on my nipples, which stood out like strawberries. Maybe that’s what gave him the idea to lick them. That threw open some gate inside, and lust swelling through me, as I attached the buckle on his belt. As I tugged his jeans off, I could see his cock stabbing at the fabric of his boxers. I was concerned they might be damaged, so I took the precaution of removing them. I could see a tiny drop of pre-cum glistening on the head of his dick. It looked so delicious I couldn’t stop myself from dropping to my knees, and jamming it into my hot, panting mouth. Blowing him had the advantage of freeing my own hands, and I took advantage of the opportunity by tearing off my own pants, and my now lust-dampened thong, at the same time.
As soon as he saw access to my now ripe, moistened pussy, Orin placed me down on my back. The grass felt cool and soft on my bottom, as he opened my knees and spread my legs. His face moved down my belly, his tongue teasing wickedly over every inch, right down to my sex. When he reached my clitoris, I nearly screamed with excitement. My pleasure built, cresting like a wave, until it exploded all through me, a shaking, shuddering orgasm that made me grab his ears and pull his head up and away before I passed out from the madness of ecstasy. My hand found his engorged cock and I tried pulling it toward my hungry need for having him inside me. But instead of driving it home, he grabbed my hips, and with what seemed to be a mere flick of his powerful arms, he flipped me over on my belly, then drew me up on all fours. “Yes!” I cried out. “Yes!”
I never compare lovers, and I certainly had no complaints about any of my loyal guards in the endowment realm. But, goddess help me, his ramming prick seemed to fill me more completely, more incredibly deeply, than anything I had ever felt inside me. It was magical. And as soon as that thought struck me, I realized it was literally true. It was beyond the sexual energy a human being is capable of. It was more than the total of his need, or my lust, or any other desire we humans are capable of. All the dynamic energy of the living earth was ours to draw on, to mine for the most intense erotic pleasures possible, and more. As another orgasm seized my entire being, and my moans rose to a shaking cry of utter bliss. But he didn’t stop driving his cock into me, and he speeded up the pumping of his hips. And I just kept coming – not multiple orgasms, but a continuous, impossible, unrelenting and sustained, though it seemed unsustainable. As my pleasure pushed me further into total abandon, I could feel his hardness pulse in great, spurting jets, again, again, his balls pumping out seed like a beating heart. I heard something overcome even my own cries of passion. An animal howl that drowned out every other sound on earth for me, as he released the very soul of his wolf spirit, while remaining in
