garden is there and the plumbing is working. You have all the comforts of home without meat, but there are several mushrooms that have similar enzymes. Welcome home.”
Six hours later, they had found the kitchen, made a fire with the fuel of the dried bracken and chunks of coal, and settled in with fresh tea while the vegetable stew cooked.
Ahket lifted her hand and kissed it. “Not the start I wanted for us, but it isn’t horrible.”
Cierra looked at him and burst out laughing. “It is better than facing all of your relatives the moment that I landed. Aside from my carving up my feet, which is no longer an issue, I am actually having a nice time. Where did Sebach go?”
He smiled and took her teacup out of her hand. “She mentioned that she was going to check on the colony. I am guessing that they won’t even know that she is there.”
She looked into his lovely eyes and smiled. “What do you have in mind?”
He kissed her neck, drawing his tongue across her skin. “I haven’t thanked you for your generosity at choosing me as your mate.”
She sighed and tilted her head. “No, I don’t believe you have.”
“That is horribly remiss of me.” He mumbled it against her skin as he moved up and kissed her lips.
She surrendered to the kiss and muttered, “What about the stew?”
“We can tangle here and keep an eye on dinner.”
She looked around and realized that for all intents and purposes, they were the only two people for a hundred miles.
His fingers worked at her sash and worked her tunic up until he could cup her breast. It was only fair. She had started things the first time; they had come together during the countdown to banishment, but it had been desperation. This was relief and celebration. She looked forward to experiencing the difference.
Wrestling free of her clothing took precious moments and waiting for him to do the same took an eternity.
She welcomed him into her arms on the bed made of their clothing, and he tasted her from her lips to her ankles and every inch in between.
Cierra knew that many folks enjoyed simply receiving attentions, but she had never been one to wait when she knew that something was for her, and Urion Ahket was hers.
She pulled at his shoulders until he moved over her, and when he slid into her, it was pure relief to move against him, rising to meet the shaft thrusting inside her.
He tangled her fingers with his and pressed her arms above her head. Cierra raised her mouth to his as they moved together, rocking and twisting faster and faster until she clenched her hands against his and moaned into his mouth.
He shuddered, and his own hands gripped hers tight. He moaned against her lips and they both chuckled softly.
Cierra smiled. “That was fun.”
He grinned and lowered his weight onto her, his belly pressing against hers. “Fun? Is that all?”
“You will just have to do better in the future. Perhaps something with a bed?”
She could hear the bubbling behind him.
“Stir the stew, Ahket.”
He kissed her quickly. “I believe you can call me Urion now.”
She chuckled and felt bereft as he rose from her still-damp skin to attend to their meal. “I think Ahket will be the default.”
She leaned up on her elbows. “What do you think of our child eventually becoming the Avatar?”
“If it is their choice and they do it freely, I say they should take the power as it comes. If they do not wish to host Sebach, I hope that they will have many brothers and sisters for Sebach to court.”
She sat up and put her head on her knees with her arms around her legs. “Why do you think I will be able to have more than one? Your people have small families from what you have told me.”
“True, but my species was banished after trying to kill yours because you could out breed us and with us, in only a few generations. I have hopes that you will carry on the potential of your species.”
She sighed. “Will the N’ga-Sebach mix with our bloodline, do
Six hours later, they had found the kitchen, made a fire with the fuel of the dried bracken and chunks of coal, and settled in with fresh tea while the vegetable stew cooked.
Ahket lifted her hand and kissed it. “Not the start I wanted for us, but it isn’t horrible.”
Cierra looked at him and burst out laughing. “It is better than facing all of your relatives the moment that I landed. Aside from my carving up my feet, which is no longer an issue, I am actually having a nice time. Where did Sebach go?”
He smiled and took her teacup out of her hand. “She mentioned that she was going to check on the colony. I am guessing that they won’t even know that she is there.”
She looked into his lovely eyes and smiled. “What do you have in mind?”
He kissed her neck, drawing his tongue across her skin. “I haven’t thanked you for your generosity at choosing me as your mate.”
She sighed and tilted her head. “No, I don’t believe you have.”
“That is horribly remiss of me.” He mumbled it against her skin as he moved up and kissed her lips.
She surrendered to the kiss and muttered, “What about the stew?”
“We can tangle here and keep an eye on dinner.”
She looked around and realized that for all intents and purposes, they were the only two people for a hundred miles.
His fingers worked at her sash and worked her tunic up until he could cup her breast. It was only fair. She had started things the first time; they had come together during the countdown to banishment, but it had been desperation. This was relief and celebration. She looked forward to experiencing the difference.
Wrestling free of her clothing took precious moments and waiting for him to do the same took an eternity.
She welcomed him into her arms on the bed made of their clothing, and he tasted her from her lips to her ankles and every inch in between.
Cierra knew that many folks enjoyed simply receiving attentions, but she had never been one to wait when she knew that something was for her, and Urion Ahket was hers.
She pulled at his shoulders until he moved over her, and when he slid into her, it was pure relief to move against him, rising to meet the shaft thrusting inside her.
He tangled her fingers with his and pressed her arms above her head. Cierra raised her mouth to his as they moved together, rocking and twisting faster and faster until she clenched her hands against his and moaned into his mouth.
He shuddered, and his own hands gripped hers tight. He moaned against her lips and they both chuckled softly.
Cierra smiled. “That was fun.”
He grinned and lowered his weight onto her, his belly pressing against hers. “Fun? Is that all?”
“You will just have to do better in the future. Perhaps something with a bed?”
She could hear the bubbling behind him.
“Stir the stew, Ahket.”
He kissed her quickly. “I believe you can call me Urion now.”
She chuckled and felt bereft as he rose from her still-damp skin to attend to their meal. “I think Ahket will be the default.”
She leaned up on her elbows. “What do you think of our child eventually becoming the Avatar?”
“If it is their choice and they do it freely, I say they should take the power as it comes. If they do not wish to host Sebach, I hope that they will have many brothers and sisters for Sebach to court.”
She sat up and put her head on her knees with her arms around her legs. “Why do you think I will be able to have more than one? Your people have small families from what you have told me.”
“True, but my species was banished after trying to kill yours because you could out breed us and with us, in only a few generations. I have hopes that you will carry on the potential of your species.”
She sighed. “Will the N’ga-Sebach mix with our bloodline, do
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