Part 4 (1/2)
Tierra's headache had all but vanished, yet she continued to feel dazed with wanting and need. The warrior had obviously learned nothing yesterday, but too many wanton feelings overpowered her to care.
When he eased his hand into her breeches, he teased the curls and ran his fingers along the lips of her soaked quim. ”You are wet,” he murmured. ”As I believed you would be. Ready for me.”
”My c.l.i.t.” She rocked against his hand. ”Touch me. Please.”
”I think not.” Renn flipped her underneath him so fast she scarce had time to think. He pinned her beneath his muscled body.
His extremely naked muscled body.
Her gaze traveled to his huge c.o.c.k and back to his eyes to see his self-satisfied smile. She reached toward him. ”I want you.”
”No.” He captured both her wrists in one hand and held them above her head, just as he had the first time he had caught her. ”I have other plans for you.”
She stared up at his eyes and licked her lips. ”What plans?”
Renn smiled, his look raw and untamed. ”First I would have you naked. I wish to see all of you, my denai, my innocent.”
Tierra raised her chin and struggled against his hold. ”Stop calling me innocent.”
His response was to swoop down and capture her mouth with his, like an angry warrior bird.
Nordain!
Even as he ravished her mouth, the memory returned to hera”of Renn s.h.i.+fting from nordai form to human before her very eyes.
Was he one of Zanden's Nordain minions? Even as the thought formed she could hardly hold onto it. Renn was nipping at her lips, f.u.c.king her mouth with his tongue, driving her crazy with need.
A part of her knew she should struggle. Should refuse his kiss. But oh, G.o.ds, could the man kiss. Hard, pa.s.sionate.
Thrilling.
Devastating.
She gave herself completely up to the kiss, returning it with everything she had. His stubble sc.r.a.ped her mouth and cheeks raw, his groans were deep and hungry.
Renn tore his mouth away from Tierra's, his gaze fixed on hers, his silver eyes so dark with l.u.s.t they were almost pewter. ”You are a witch.” He thrust his c.o.c.k against her breeches, the maddening ridge felt hard through the soft material. ”There is no other way to explain it.”
”Explain what?” Her whisper died into a moan as he rubbed his c.o.c.k harder against her center and she wanted all of her clothing off. At once.
”This madness.” Renn looked almost angry, a scowl upon his handsome face. ”This desire I have fora””
The stench of burnt sugar filled the clearing a second before Feymir whinnieda”a high, piercing sound of warning.
Tierra started to look up at the same moment a blast of light slammed into Renn.
Chapter Four.
Tierra screamed as the force of the blast tore Renn from atop her and rammed him against one of the blue treesa”as though the powerful warrior was naught more than a leaf on the wind. Her heart clenched as his head struck the oak with enough force to crack the tree's trunk.
Yet Renn was to his feet in an instant, as though uninjured.
Tierra barely had time to process his finely muscled naked body, his proud stance and his furious expression. Her gaze snapped in the direction the blast had come from, and her skin chilled.
Mere feet away from her stood a large man dressed in black leather from a sleeveless tunic to breeches. Black hair, black eyes, and the look of evil upon his almost handsome face.
A mana”who looked like Renn.. .but not.
Rage stormed in the man's black eyes as he scowled at Renn and said, ”Did you touch her?” The man raised his handa”and Tierra felt as though rough fingers wrapped around her throat. ”Did you take her virginity?”
Tierra gasped. She rose to her knees and clawed at the invisible hand at her neck. The mana”what was he doing to her?
”b.a.s.t.a.r.d.” Renn took a step forward but stopped when Tierra's breath gurgled in her throat. The scar whitened on Renn's face, his expression strained and furious. ”Harm this woman and I will kill you, Zanden. Brother or no.”
Zanden? The Sorcerer! Stars flashed behind Tierra's eyes as she struggled to breathe, to form a coherent thought. Brother?
”Did you take what is rightfully mine?” The Sorcerer's magical grip tightened. ”I shall slay you both before you take your next breath.”
Through her fading vision, Tierra saw Renn's pained expression. And somehow, deep within, she felt his fear for her although it did not show upon his strong features.
”I have been days tracking her on orders from the Seraphine Council.” Renn clenched his fists at his side. ”But she's a slippery wench. I only just caught hera”no time to take her virtue.”
No time?
Zanden lowered his hand and released the invisible grip around Tierra's throat.
She collapsed to the blanket she had been lying on with Renn, her body refusing to support her. She struggled to catch her breath and gather her senses as she noticed Feymir moving closer to the Sorcerer.
”I know the location of the Tanzinite wench.” Zanden's gaze moved from Tierra to Renn. ”But the Nordain. Where is she?”
”Liana and Ranelle?” Tierra's voice was hoa.r.s.e as she pushed herself back to her knees. ”You do not have them?”
”He does not.” Renn stalked toward Zanden as if naked skin were the toughest of armors. ”And the b.a.s.t.a.r.d never will.”
Zanden's scowl deepened. ”Death shall become you,” he muttered as he raised his hand.
At the same moment, Renn whistled. Feymir rose up on his hind legs and pawed the air, one hoof slas.h.i.+ng the Sorcerer's forehead.
Zanden's head snapped back from the force of the blow. Blood spurted from the wound.
Renn charged forward, slamming into the Sorcerer, his physical might against Zanden's.
Tierra's powers were still weak from the prior day's bout with the dragon, but she managed to unleash one spellbinding. With a labored twist of her fingers, she wrapped the magic rope around the Sorcerer's wrist and yanked it so hard she heard the crack of bone.
Zanden shrieked, a horrible anger-filled sound that sickened Tierra to her soul.
In a blink, the Sorcerer vanished and a nordai shot toward the skies, its eerie cry ripping a chasm through Tierra's heart. She released the spellbinding at once, drawing the power back into her fingers.