“He must have gone mad,” Lana said. “Lucy would never have been with someone as dirty and disgusting as the Dizag I saw. He would have had to keep himself well-kept.”
“I guess once you start your descent into madness, you spiral quickly out of control,” Nick observed.
They moved to sit on the veranda, talking, enjoying the cool night air. By this time, the mark on Lana’s face had all but disappeared.
“I am relieved that the poison from Dizag’s claw didn’t hurt me so much that it would take a long time for me to heal from it. Or worse, if it would end up spreading and killing me,” Lana said.
Nick said, “Me, too.”
Lana yawned and stretched.
“You look tired. It’s been a long few days. Are you ready for bed?” Nick asked.
Lana nodded. “I think so.”
Nick watched her go inside and shut the door behind her. He was over-tired, so he knew he couldn’t sleep. Plus, he couldn’t figure out a way to shut his mind down. It was like there was a hamster on a wheel somewhere in his brain, that kept circling thoughts around, like Lana, how he would feel if Dizag had taken or killed her, and how in the world could he ever catch up to this elusive monster.
Finally, he gave up. Perhaps a nice long shower would help him relax enough so that he could get some much-needed sleep.
Nick got the water running as hot as he could, then stepped under the steaming waterfall. He jumped as the burning liquid coursed over his back.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation, as his body got used to the heat.
Nick was startled when he heard the bathroom door open.
“Who’s there?” he asked. Then, deciding he must have imagined it, he relaxed again.
Then, the glass shower doors slid open, and Lana stepped inside.
“I hope you don’t mind,” Lana said. “I thought I would join you.”
11
Lana
When Lana heard Nick going to his bedroom, she walked to the door. She hesitated and then stepped into the hallway just as he disappeared behind the closed door. She went back into her room and paced around a little.
She chewed on her bottom lip and thought about his body pressed to hers. She wondered what he would taste like when he kissed her. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.
Taking a deep breath, Lana pulled open the door and headed down the hallway. She knocked softly on his door, but didn’t get an answer. Girding up her courage, she opened the door. She could hear the shower going.
Lana thought about going back to her room. He would never know that she was there. However, the thought of seeing him naked and being able to touch him was overwhelming.
She opened the shower door. For a brief second, she just stared at him. He was more glorious than she had ever imagined.
I’ve come this far. I might as well take the plunge. She shucked off her clothes.
Lana carefully stepped into the shower, staring up at Nick’s beautiful eyes.
Not knowing what else to say, she blurted out the obvious. “I hope you don’t mind. I thought that I would join you.”
She barely got the words out before his mouth descended on hers. Nick’s hands were on her face, then moved down her arms.
This was no gentle first kiss. This was an all-consuming, desperate kiss. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, stroking the top of her tongue. He rubbed the roof of her mouth, tickling her. Then, he sucked gently on her tongue, nibbling at the tip of it.
Intense waves of heat careened through Lana’s body. She had known that his kiss would be incredible, but not even her imagination could have prepared her for this.
His hands cupped her large breasts. Nick rubbed her hard, pink nipples with his thumbs, which turned the waves of heat into bolts of electricity.
Lana squeezed her legs together, trying to relieve the intense aching that had started there.
Nick pulled his lips away from Lana’s and lifted one of her breasts up to his mouth. He sucked in her nipple, flicking it with his tongue. The heat and lightning converged, and Lana felt as though she was going to explode at any minute. Nick suckled the pink pebble, while gently squeezing her tit.
Meanwhile, he was gently rolling her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled on it slightly.
It was all Lana could do to stand up in the shower. Her legs were shaking and her knees felt so weak.
The water had turned cold, so Nick turned around and shut off the shower. He helped her out, wrapping her up in a huge, soft towel. They both quickly dried off, and he led her to the bed.
She lay down on the bed, and he moved on top of her.
He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, chewing on it gently. Then, he traced her lips with his tongue.
Nick’s mouth slowly moved down to her chin, then to her throat.
Lana gasped as Nick turned his attention back to her breasts. He squeezed them in his large hands. He used his tongue on the other nipple that had not received attention in the shower. Nick traced the outer edge of the nipple, never touching it with his mouth. He blew on it and watched the little bud grow even bigger and harder than before.
He took the rosebud into his mouth and sucked on it. Then, he caught the base of it gently in his teeth and flicked it with his tongue.
The other nipple was just as hard and just as large. He rubbed it with his thumb, lightly, so that at first, she could barely feel it. Then, he used a little more pressure. Nick tugged gently on her nipple, rolling it between his fingers.
Lana cried out, “Nick, oh my lord. Oh heavens. Nick, Nick, Nick.”
She continued to moan his name as her entire body began
