LOGINShe knew he hadn’t cum, so she moved back to her knees and went between his legs. Stacy took him into her mouth and sucked on him hard, letting her tongue move around the head, then taking him deeper. She felt him jerk when she moaned, and it massaged the head. The feel of his hands in her hair turned her on more. In a second, she wanted to ride him. When she looked up, she smiled and let him slide out of her mouth. In her mind, Rayne was still screaming at her to stop.
“I want you in me… Now. I am so wet for you.” Stacy sounded almost like a drunk. The way she spoke to him was almost in a slurred speech.
“Stacy, no…We can’t… You will hate me.” He may be right on that, but at this moment, she knew what her body wanted. She moved up his body, kissing her way up to his neck, and she whispered into his ear.
“I’m wet, and I want you, and I will have you if you want it or no
“I have a feeling the child is going to come sooner than we expected. It is too soon!” Willow felt the tears streaming down her face. Falling Feather held her in his arms as she cried for the child that she might never see grow up. Pain moved through her again, and Willow cried out this time. Falling Feather picked her up, moving her to the furs. When he stood up, he went to get the midwife. Normally, that would have been Willow, but tonight it was Blooming Flower.“It is too soon for the child to come.” Blooming Flower told them. She knelt beside Willow to lift the dress. When she did, she watched Willow’s water break. It was a mess, but clear water.“I know it is too soon, but this child is coming,” Willow screamed when pain racked her body. The tribe was chanting around the longhouse. Falling Feather didn’t leave her side during the birthing.“Willow breath!” Blooming Flower yelled at her when Willow
Willow covered her body with her hands, but it didn’t hide much from his eyes. The way he stood looking at her, wanting something she didn’t understand. Falling Feather lay back on the furs, his body pressed to hers. Willow gasped when his finger pressed into her thigh. Falling Feather ran his hand down the front of her body, feeling her body quiver at his touch. Slowly, he trailed the hand back up to her breast. Willow couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of what he was doing. His other hand trailed down her body. The fact that he knew she was pure made him take his time with her. Falling Feather didn’t want to harm her; he wanted her to enjoy what they were doing.A slight pain made her stop kissing him; the pain slipped up her body, then stopped when he stopped moving. Falling Feather didn’t want to hurt her, but she was so tight that he couldn’t stop for long. Willow could see the sweat starting to bead on his forehead. Falling Feather mo
“I would be honored,” Willow told him. She didn’t know how she would let him leave. When he pulled away from her, Willow almost went with him. Falling Feather looked at her with a smile; it was sexy as hell.“Tomorrow you will become my bride!” Falling Feather told her, then left the long house. Willow felt flushed when he left. The thoughts running around in her mind were naughty, but a woman can dream. She heard people outside. Willow went to see what was going on. Chief Falling Feather was going to make an announcement. All the women were sure he would announce who he would wed.“Willow, come here, please.” She almost jumped out of her skin when the Chief called her over to him. Willow pushed her hair behind her when she walked up to him. The women were talking to themselves about how he couldn’t marry her. When she stood beside him, he took her hand and kissed it. The tribe started to cheer, well,
“Willow?” She turned to see a young woman standing in the door of her longhouse. Willow loved the space she had in her home. Normally, more than one family would live in one. Since she was the medicine woman, she had the right to one for the herbs to dry.“Enter, child,” Willow said. The young woman had come into the tent holding her belly. Willow sighed, knowing that she had regrets about sleeping with the boy. This was one of the reasons she hated being a medicine woman. So many of the young women would have a night of passion with a man, and then that young buck would pass them up for another young woman. The tribe didn’t like it when they would give that child up. Willow had been talked to before about this.“I think I am with child. I can’t carry this child.” She had heard this so many times and told the girls the same thing every time.“You have made your bed, my dear; I can’t and won’t harm the child you carry. Understand that if you kill that child, it will hang over your head
Boil, boil, the cauldron smoked and steamed into the room. Willow stirred the brew. Her mother looked over her shoulder to see how the color looked. When Willow stopped stirring, then added a pinch of sage, then a bat wing, her mother screamed at her.“Willow, stop!” It was too late to stop the potion from blowing up. Red, green, and yellow blew all over the hut. Willow looked at her mother, then at the remaining liquid. A face appeared to be looking at her. Willow gasped when she looked into his gray-blue eyes. In that moment, she knew this man would be the love of her life.“Mama, who is he?” Willow said as she pointed to the man in the liquid. Her mother looked over her shoulder, but nothing appeared to her. The older woman looked at her daughter, then thought she had lost her mind.“There is nothing there, child; you have to wait a few moments between the sage and the bat wing. How many times do I have to explain?” The old
“Alithyra is all fae.” Dimitri felt his sorrow overtake him. Tears built in his eyes as he looked at Aameris.“She will have to come to the fae realm to live.” Aameris already knew that Rayne would be upset about this.“I know, but let her meet her first.” Dimitri felt the pain in his heart as he thought he would never really know her.Aameris walked over to see the babies. They all looked like Rayne, but the fae child. She took most of her looks from her father. When she grew, she would be a beauty.“Merry Christmas, Rayne,” Dimitri told her with a bright smile.Rayne smiled up at her husband as they introduced her to the babies, telling her the names that Dimitri had picked out.“Merry Christmas, my little lights!” Rayne whispered down to the children. "They are amazing, and I love them so.""Rayne, Alithyra is fae. She will have to live with the fae." Dimitri's voice crack







