Kindred: Book 1 A Realms of the Otherworld Book Page 17

  Alaric growls, “Come with me, mo grá!” My release hits me with a force that blind sides me and I’m left panting and I feel like noodles have taken the place of my bones. I can’t breathe or move as my release continues to wrack through me as I feel him pulse within me. We lay together, Alaric draped across me as we’re both lost in reliving that amazing interlude as it plays through my mind. As soon as I begin to relax I feel a quickening and know that this one coupling will not satisfy the need I feel for my kindred, the need that I feel for my mate.

  My breath hitches as Alaric crawls up onto the bed with me stalking me like I’m his prey as I move back to the center of the bed. Our need for one another must be satisfied and we begin again with a renewed vigor. Our binding is like nothing that I could have imagined. My need for him is never ending and we come together again. Finally, we break away from one another caught up in each other’s embrace, a tangle of limbs. Dawn is hours away and for the first time I realize that this beautiful male is all mine and I have the entire night to show him how much I love him. My desire to consume him and be consumed by him has not been assuaged, I’m not sure that it ever will be. “I need you, again.” I plead. I move to straddle Alaric as my hair curtains us on either side sealing us in away from the world and it’s just the two of us. He’s more than willing to comply as I position myself above him and he pushes up into me filling me. I love the way he fills me and I feel myself clinch tight around him. The rhythm is now a slow familiar one as we continue to learn what the other needs and enjoys and we begin moving together as one. I can’t imagine ever being parted from him. I would like nothing better than to stay joined with him, lost in him like this forever. I feel my teeth elongate. Before I know what I’m doing I clamp down on Alaric marking him on his shoulder. I still as realization hits me.

  “Oh my god, are you okay? I… I..” I cry out as I pull back from Alaric.

  “Ashlinn, it’s okay, I’m fine.” He grinds out pulling me back to him and then flipping me on to my back.

  “I don’t know what came over me.” I say in wide eyed shock.

  “Mo grá, you are only following your instinct to mark me.” With that he continues our pace until I’m seeing stars again. We both lie exhausted in each other’s arms and fall into a deep sleep tangled together in a heap of limbs. Even in sleep I can’t bear to be far from him. And we sleep, sated for a while.

  I wake to Alaric running kisses down my body and smile. I have never been so happy. As the fogginess of sleep evaporates I realize that my need for Alaric has not lessen and I find that my kindred is as in tune to my needs as I am to him and for that I’m grateful. I’m breathing heavily as Alaric takes that moment to enter me to ease this persistent desire I have to be filled by him. Nothing else will appease my feline or my carnal desires. We are becoming one with the other. He rocks into me again and again as we come together in a feverish mating that has us both in its grips. I hear a growl issue forth from Alaric as he flips me over to take me from behind. There is no stopping for either of us as the pressure continues to build. The rhythm of our mating takes on a frenzied pace. I hear another growl from Alaric as he moves in and out of me I feel my channel tighten and quiver around him at my impending release. As the pressure continues to build for both of us I hear Alaric roar, “Now!” At that we both fall into an abyss that is made just for us. In my sex induce stupor I feel Alaric clamp down on my neck which only serves to increase the pleasure I feel from our release. As we are both drifting back to earth I feel an odd tingling on my left hand and look to see that the mate markings are now complete. Now no one can tear us apart. I hear Alaric murmur in my ear, “No one, mo ghrá.” And we sleep.

  I wake to a warm sensation filling my girly bits and as it takes hold I remember the feeling from being healed by Alaric a few days ago. I sigh and stretch. That is all it takes for my panther to make her appearance. We stretch out and nuzzle up against our mate and our contentment is known by the rather loud purring that ensues. Alaric chuckles and begins stroking our panther form from head to toe wanting to become as acquainted with this form as our elven form. Early morning has turned to early afternoon and soon I’m famished as my stomach begins to rumble. My feline decides to shift back. It was good to allow her out for a short time and I find that I really like that she’s there, a part of me.

  Alaric and I are finding a rhythm together as we eat the meal that has been left for us in the outer rooms and then bathe together. As we emerge to our chambers I see fresh linens on the bed and realize that Alaric has arranged for this to take place while we were bathing. The weather has been so nice we have yet to close ourselves in and I wander to the terrace to soak up some midafternoon sun with Alaric close behind me. I watch as Danu arrives to only be greeted by The Dagda. I involuntarily step back toward the safety of Alaric as I hear my birth mother go off on Dagda from below us. She’s so seriously pissed at the turn of events everyone in the keep can’t help but to hear her rant. I know now that I may never be able to turn to her for advice and our relationship will always be strained at best if she can’t accept Alaric as my kindred mate. I turn to Alaric and bury my face in his shoulder and allow silent tears to fall, The Dagda’s words were true. I’m just a pawn for her and nothing more. The sting of her manipulations hit me hard even though in my mind I knew it to be a certain possibility. To hear her reaction to our binding was beyond unsettling.

  “Shhh. Mo grá. Is breá liom tú.”

  “How can that monster be my birth mother? Will I turn out to be like her?” I wonder out loud looking up at my rock as his comforting touch helps me to breathe easier. “What would I do without you? I love you too. Seriously though, she is such a bitch.” I bite out.

  “Shhh, Mo grá.”

  Alaric holds me close and as I listen to the beat of his heart in sync with mine, he pushes comforting thoughts through our bond and I begin to calm as midafternoon approaches. We’re becoming more in tune with one another and take this time we have together to share stories of our past and simply continue to get to know one another. We laugh together and I cry again over what could have been. A lost relationship between mother and daughter and we both find that we take comfort in each other’s presence. I’m constantly aware of my mate as he is of me and in a moment of clarity I realize that I have forgotten about my promised visit to Garrik and it is well overdue. “Alaric, I need to go apologize to Garrik for not keeping my promised visit.”

  “Know that while you were sleeping I sent word to my uncle about our little prisoner and he has assured me that Garrik is well aware that he will not be receiving a visit from you today. His accommodations have been upgraded somewhat so please do not worry. He also wanted you to know that he is aware of whom your father is and that he has been in contact with him. He will arrive shortly. ”

  I curl up against Alaric and sigh not sure of what to make of this news but there is one thing that I think to myself and that is that I can trust The Dagda, his words ring with truth and his actions speak loudly of his intentions. My mother definitely has an ulterior motive. Dagda’s presence in our situation helps to ease my fears of whatever it is that my mother has up her sleeve.

  “Of course you can trust my uncle.” Alaric says.

  “How did you know that was what I was thinking?” I ask.

  “Now that our binding has been completed, through our bond we will be able to hear each other’s thoughts. I know that you can already sense this as do I and before long we will be able to converse with one another through our bond. It will definitely come in handy when dealing with Danu.” He says absently.

  The early evening starts off much as last night did as we continue to enjoy our time together. He talks to me about his parents and other things that I need to know about, such as, life at court and I listen and ask questions soaking up everything that I can. There’s so much that I need to know. As time passes I find that we are so in tune with one another that we even anticipate the others wants and needs without having
to voice them. More and more we’re exercising our inner voice with one another as it begins to cement into place. These are the times I cherish.

  I think back on the evening before and how the mating urge had taken hold and blush again at some of my wanton behavior which was bordering on, “I’m a horny cat so sex me up”. I think to myself and I hear Alaric laughing from the outer room. He’s trying to get some work done at his desk in between bouts of my extra horny cat rearing her ugly head before our inner dialog begins.

  “What mo grá? Do you tire of me so soon?” He asks laughing through our bond.

  “You know that’s not the case. I totally enjoy having you for my sex slave.”

  “Good to know, Áliann. I’ll be sure to try to spice things up a bit. I can’t have you getting bored with my sexual prowess the next time we tango. I believe that will be very soon if your horny cat has anything to say in the matter.”

  With a heavy sigh I know he’s right I know the signs now as I feel the tightening and tension building as I clamp my legs together. Evidently, a shifter mating can take a little longer than the kindred binding mating. Soon I can get back to my training. I’m itching to do so. Alaric said that Alexia has begun working with Nemus and Declan and I know that I’m falling behind. I’m a little jealous as I watched her earlier in the courtyard from the terrace working with the guys while I’m confined to our chambers.

  “No offense, Elf Man. It’s not your performance in the sheets that has me frustrated.”

  “No offense taken. Just think of this as an exercise in patience and endurance.”

  There’s an unexpected knock on the door to our rooms. Alaric is in nothing more than his sleep pants that hang low on his hips accenting his abs and that perfect V that dips just below the waist band of his pants. Yep, I could stare at that all day. I’m in my favorite boy shorts paired with a cami. I look at Alaric as my brow quirks as I go to retrieve a silk robe.

  “It’s okay. We can’t expect for the world to stop just because we’ve holed ourselves up for the last twenty four hours. Why don’t you get the door?” I say through our bond.

  Alaric opens the door to an unhappy Dagda. He’s with Danu and another man that I do not know. I look at Alaric and he shakes his head letting me know that now is not the time for questions.

  Chapter 25

  (Alaric)

  I instantly tense and move into a defensive stance as I position myself between Ashlinn and our visitors. I feel her bristle at my protective gesture. “Mo grá, let me assess the situation. My need to protect what is mine is not something I can’t deny.” She takes the hand that I hold out to her and I immediately calm. Not! I’m not happy that Danu is intruding on our time together, especially after that display in the courtyard earlier today.

  “Uncle, I thought we agreed that we were not to be disturbed during this time as I need to tend to my mate.” I say not looking at The Dagda but directing my glare toward Danu.

  “And I thought we established that the bond was not to be completed until the binding ceremony, Prince Alaric! I remember telling you both that under no uncertain circumstances was that to happen.” Danu spits out angrily stepping into my personal space. As she approaches a growl rips from my throat in warning. Danu narrows her eyes at me and then looks over my shoulder to Ashlinn. “This can’t be. The witch assured me that the druid would be the father not the shifter. I didn’t believe you Dagda I thought you sought to deceive me.” She says glaring at my uncle.

  “Way to go mother. Sleep around much? Were there any other potential baby daddies, or just the two? You know what? I really don’t want to know. If we are going to continue this stimulating conversation please come in as I would prefer not to give everyone in the keep fodder for gossip!” Ashlinn declares stepping back into the room. “An introduction would be nice or do you carry on this type of conversation with just anyone in tow.”

  “Daughter, watch your tone with me. I will not have you disrespect me.” Danu says as she sweeps into the room as if she owns the place followed by who I believe to be Ashlinn’s father and then my uncle.

  Ashlinn is ready to go head to toe with her mother as she says, “Let’s get one thing straight mother, I will not bend to your will just because you think I should do your bidding no questions asked. We did not enter into this binding lightly. We listened to the counsel of others before our decision was made but in the end my first shift cemented our decision. You could have given me a heads up as to my parentage. Oh, that’s right you were banging all the males in the realm!” She all but yells at Danu in her anger.

  “That is enough!” Danu rages as fire erupts in her hands and flames flicker up and down her arms. “Daughter, you will pay me the respect I deserve. I have had nothing but your best interest at heart. You will watch your tone with me or so help me…”

  “What will you do?!!” Ashlinn challenges. I can feel her channeling her anger at the situation at hand and my temper snaps.

  “Enough!” My uncle and I say at the same time. He can see that I’m about to lose it.

  “Danu, it’s time to go. You have seen what you need to see. The rest of this can wait for a more appropriate time.” Dagda says forcefully and Danu douses her flames.

  Ashlinn turns her attention the stranger amongst us, “Wait. Please forgive me this little outburst. I’m sorry that things got out of hand. Who are you?” Ashlinn asks of the man that has stood back and quietly observed this whole display. He has an exotic look about him with his dark wavy hair, amber colored eyes, and golden brown skin. He’s striking. As I look at him and then at Ashlinn I begin to see the similarities and hear Ashlinn through our bond as she asks, “Is that who I think it is?” I nod as I realize that he is indeed her father.

  He steps forward and assesses Ashlinn as his gaze runs over her, a smile begins to appear as recognition sets in and then he says, “Iníon, daughter, my name is Rhespen. Alpha male to the panther clans of the realm, I’m very happy to make your acquaintance. Thank you Dagda for getting word to me.” With a glare in Danu’s direction he says, “You’re keeping her existence a secret from me is inexcusable, Danu.”

  For an instance Danu looks somewhat defeated but quickly squares her shoulders and looks back at all of us defiantly. Her gaze locks on Ashlinn and for the first time she seems to truly take notice of her as she moves closer to me. I continue to observe Danu as she looks as if she has become concerned for her daughter.

  Ashlinn tunes into my thoughts and says in my mind, “You don’t honestly think for one minute she is concerned for my wellbeing. Do you?”

  I shrug and say, “If everyone will behave themselves and act like adults we can have a quick discussion.”

  Rhespen looks back and forth between the two of us and says, “I think that what we have to discuss can wait. My daughter needs to be with her mate. From her scent we should be able to meet again by morning.”

  “Wait. You’re smelling me? How embarrassing. Do I smell bad? What do you mean by morning?” She asks in typical Ashlinn style.

  “Forgive me, this is all new to you and you have much to learn. It is the mating call even though you have completed the kindred binding the call to be with your mate is still there. Most will take their time with the binding. The pheromones that you are both emitting, tells me that your mating call is not complete.”

  “We’ve been cooped up in these chambers for the last twenty four hours, I’m anxious to get back to the issues at hand.” Ashlinn says. I can’t help the smirk that appears as I think of all the things we will be doing together to pass the time tonight. Ashlinn swats at my arm and shakes her head with a smirk on her face.

  Rhespen assess Ashlinn and says, “You should increase your food intake it will help during this time as your metabolism begins to increase to accommodate your feline. Might I ask a favor?’ He pauses as if waiting for consent and then continues, “I would like for our cats to get acquainted before I leave would it be possible for us to shift together?” He asks Ashlin
n.

  Ashlinn agrees and they both shift. His panther is almost twice her size and she submits to her father, her alpha, as the two get acquainted. All the while Dagda and I are watching Danu closely to see her reaction to all of this. She is watching quietly away from the rest of us and I detect a look of longing cross her face. She swallows hard as she watches the two together. Ashlinn lets me know that I should let it go but something makes me wander over to the goddess. Once she takes notice of me her mask slips into place again.

  I look at her and then at Ashlinn and Rhespen and back again before I say, “I get it… You like to be in control. There will always be things that are going to be out of your control. That may be harder for you to accept than the rest of us given how powerful you are. We all have to learn to live with that and adapt. If you keep pushing her to follow a future that you envisioned for her, you will never be able to forge a bound with her. You are both headstrong and will full. She is not meek. She’s incredibly strong but also tender hearted. I have watched her sway an enemy in the dungeon with her insight and generosity alone. If you allow her to find her way and are willing to accept her for who she is, you will find that she has an incredibly large heart. There will be plenty of room in it for her to welcome you in.” I pause before continuing as I see that I have her attention, “I’m not sure what you have or had planned for Ashlinn but I think you should seriously rethink that plan because where she goes I go. We share a completed kindred bond and a mate bond. It is intense and binds us together for what will come. She is mine and I’m hers. We’re a package deal.” I say as I watch my mate in her panther form playfully getting to know her father. Looking back at Danu she seems to crumple before me as she takes a seat watching her daughter and ex-lover.