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CHAPTER 15
Kerfan was very careful as he slowly began to tease her to a point where she no longer cared what happened next. He knew how touchy she was. And he also knew how she would probably react to him deciding for her to bind his soul to hers without asking her first. But he also knew that if he had waited and discussed it with her that the chance for it to accrue, would never happen. So he would let it happen, and let the fates fly, as they would.
Lauren felt the safest she had ever felt. Caytin had been so gloriously wonderful to her. But this man, he was willing to stand beside her from now until the end of her life. She believed that now. She could not think of a reason that he could possibly have for treating her the way he was. Kern had taught her many times that as humans go. She was not much of one. But here, with these people, they didn't care that she had been taught so many times that she was no one. Here she was someone. Someone that this, man thought worth taking as his, wife.
She giggled shying away from Kerfan's fingers as they ran up her side, tickling her. He just chuckled and did it again. And the battle of tickling fingers was on.
Lauren twisted laughing trying to fight back as Kerfan pinned her to the bed. “No fair,” she looked up at him pouting. “You're bigger than I am.” It was the first time she had ever been pinned down by a man and wasn't afraid.
Kerfan rolled off her, laughing. “Sorry love, just forgot there for a moment, with the way it was going. That you weren't native to the Danite people.”
She looked up at him surprised. “Really?”
He just bent down and pulled her close. “Yes, Lauren, really. There for just a moment, I forgot you were not born as one of the women of Dane.”
She snuggled against him. “Thank you.”
“For what Lauren?”
“Forgetting my past.”
He just growled, arms tightening around her. “Stop in honey. Your past is just that, your past. Holding on to it isn't good. How can you truly learn to really live, if you keep letting old pains get in the way?”
Lauren's bottom lip began to tremble as tears welled in her eyes. “I'm sorry, I know you are right. It's just that every time I think about my life now.” She buried her face in his chest, as the tears fell.
Kerfan rocked her gently. “I know, trust me. I have spent the last moon and a near half, helping those that were hurt so badly walk away from their past. But walk away you will. How can you hope to raise Savell and any child I give you, if you don't let your past go? Don't let those that hurt you hurt your daughter too.”
Lauren stiffened in his arm before yanking herself away from him. “I'd kill the man that touched my baby. She is the one good thing that I have from the hell I lived through.” There were still tears in her eyes but the sound of her voice as it came from clinched teeth, was proof enough for Kerfan that even though Laurens past might still haunt her. But she was not going to let it touch her daughter or any child she bore.
He nodded, a smile of pride on his face. “You know what love, I do believe you would. All I can say is I pity the fool that gets between you and a child you claim.” Then he chucked. “Now speaking of bearing children, shall we consummate our union?”
She turned scarlet, but smiled shyly nodding.
“Go on and lay back and I'll take care of ever thing.” He reached for the table by the bed. He pulled the drawer open then he reached in for the blue oil. He smiled softly at Lauren as first the closed the drawer and then uncorked the oil. “This oil is used to help increase the pleasure, and make those that use it become a bit hedonistic.”
She smiled when she saw the blue oil. “I remember that. Caytin used it earlier. And, yeah, I have never felt anything like it before.” She giggled. “It was what made everything seem so unbelievable wonderful.”
“Well, I suppose I'm just going to have to try to make your experience even more wonderful.” He sat the bottle back on the bed table. He grinned at her with a sneaky grin as he rubbed his hands together, warming the oil, before leaning in to pull her close. “I realize that I haven't shown you enough proper worship, but baby, I am going mad wanting you.”
This time Lauren didn't blush when she sighed. “Me too.” Tears sparkled in her eyes as her arms tightened around Kerfan. “I have never wanted anyone like I want you.” The feelings she was having, almost frightened her in their intensity.
Kerfan ran his oil slick hands up Lauren's body. Squeezing her milk heavy breast gently, before lowering his mouth to take her left nipple into his mouth. Suckling from the nipple greedily. The sweet warm mothers milk filled his mouth. His right hand moved slowly, trailing light caresses over her skin. Pausing for a moment to dance lightly over her right breast before his dancing fingers moved down her belly. Moving very carefully, ever mindful of just how quickly his new consort could go from willing to frightened. He was counting on the oil to ease his way. But, so far he hadn't had to use all that much oil, so he wasn't sure if she would continue to be calm and open.
A low soft moan slipped from Lauren as Kerfan's fingers dipped down, parting her labia lips to begin to slowly tease her. His mouth left her nipple, moving slowly down her body, licking and kissing as he went.
Lauren's cry of pleasure was almost a scream the first time she felt Kerfan's tongue stroke her clitoris.
Kerfan smiled to himself. If she liked the feeling she was feeling now, well, he could increase her pleasure with adding his fingers to the play. All he needed was to lead her down the path once or twice more and he would be able to take her to the point he was aiming for. His fingers hooked up, looking for that special spot that would give him exactly what he was aiming for.
He knew that her husband had never taken time to bother with finding out what pleased her most. And he was sure that Caytin, even if he had proven that he would never hurt her, hadn't bothered leading her this far either. Well, she was his consort, and soon Soul-Match, he would show her just exactly how he tended those he claimed.
It was his first mistress, and Trianna's mother, Azrena that had taught his how to please her the most. He never thought he would ever be called upon to use this trick again. But now, with a new lady consort, he found that he was.
It was painfully simple, when his first lady had shown him how to do it. He had felt embarrassed that he hadn't already known about it.
There was a spot roughly an inch and a half to three in a woman's vagina, on the side facing outwards. That was slightly rougher and a bit firmer than the surrounding tissue that if stroked gently while performing oral worship of the lady's sex can and did bring her the greatest satisfaction of a man's worship.
Lauren's cry of pleasure sounded out in the room as her fingers tangled in Kerfan's hair, hips rising to his seduction. Caytin had shown her how good a, mans touch could be, but it was nothing compared to the amazingly delightful feeling she was experiencing now. And the wondrous feelings didn't stop with the first. She could feel another wave beginning to crest in her even as the last faded.
Kerfan pulled up smiling. His thumb briefly, taking the place of his tongue. “Let go baby. Just forget about everything but what you are feeling, and let go.” He kissed her inner thigh before returning his mouth to join his fingers in bringing her to the point of absolute joy.
‘Let go', yes she could do that. She didn't know where these feelings would take her, but now as she lay under his seduction, she didn't care. All she knew was no one had ever made her feel like this, and if it was a preview of how her life would be now, she would gladly submit. Kerfan tightened his hold to her legs and he began to focus all his efforts on the soft yet firm tissue. Soon, it wouldn't be much longer. All he had to do was work on her just a bit more, and then her body would take over. Lauren was caught, one wave after the last. It was like her body had a mind of its own, oh but what a brilliant mind it was.
* * *
Lauren's scream of pleasure brought Shern to his feel. He went to rush in to see what had happened. Xavier stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. “Don't interrupt your master.” He knew what that scream meant. He was somewhat surprised that master Kerfan knew how to bring a lady to that point though. The boy hadn't touched a woman since his lady died. But then again, knowing his old lady, he had to admit he really shouldn't have been. “Your master just showed that little mistress of yours just exactly how a man properly worship his lady.”
Shern looked at him like he had lost his mind. “She just screamed.” Shern couldn't believe that no one seemed to notice, or at least, worry about the fact that his new Domna had just screamed.
Xavier just laughed at him. “Yeah, she screamed, but do you hear any more sounds of distress in there? Trust me boy, you lady is fine. She's better than fine.”
Shern couldn't argue with the man, the sounds of sobbing pleas of no more. Was all the proof anyone needed to know that his new Domna was more than just fine.
* * *
Lauren was in tears as Kerfan pulled himself up beside her. “I'm sorry, you said let go.” She tried to explain to Kerfan as he gathered her in his arms.
“Baby, what's wrong?” He couldn't for the life understand why she was crying. “I didn't hurt you did I?”
She shook her head, sobbing. “No, you were incredible.”
“The why are you crying?” Now he really was confused.
She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. “There at the end, I” she looked down to ashamed to meet his eyes. “I peed in your face.”
Kerfan couldn't help himself, he laughed at her. “Lauren, baby, that wasn't urine.” He captured her face between his hands kissing her softly. “I'm not sure exactly what kind of fluid it is, but it's sweet, and trust me baby, I have plans to do that with you often.”
Lauren was shocked. His breath and kiss didn't taste or smell like urine. “Really” she was a cross between shocked and thrilled.
Kerfan squeezed her tightly to him laughing softly. “Yes, ladylove, really.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Now, my Lady, if I have sufficiently satisfied you, do you think if I put myself in your hands, will you please have your way with me?” He gave her his best pleading look.
Lauren giggled throwing herself back on the bed. “Sure, you've been so good all night. If you want to put yourself in my hands,” she giggled again. “Then come here.”
Kerfan laughed, reaching to pull her close, then rolled over so she was looking down at him. “I might be free, but I'm still just a man, and Shern isn't here with us. So my place is here.” He leaned up and kissed her.
Lauren wasn't sure just exactly how he could just assume that if he put her on top, she'd know what to do. “But Kerfan what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice was a mixture of confusion and anxiety.
Kerfan heard the plea in her voice. He knew that her fear was just a breath away. “Ssshh, it's okay honey. The only thing that has changed is, this, time I'm the one on my back. You ‘know' what to do, trust, me honey. He gently lifted her hips so he could ease her down on his erection.
Kerfan's voice echoed Lauren's cry as suddenly it felt like an explosive surge of power struck them. Then nothing, as both lovers lapsed into oblivion.
* * *
Shern wasn't the only man in the room to rush into Kerfan's room in response to the mutual cry.
“Dom!” Shern rushed over to Kerfan's unconscious body. “Please wake up.”
“Tam, go get Lady Trianna.” Xavier didn't waste time. “Look to you Mistress too boy.”
Shern was torn between wanting to help his Dom, and his new responsibility to his Domna. “What happened?” He took Lauren's hand, trying to wake her. “Please Domna talk to me.”
Both Kaj and Trianna burst into the room, followed by their consorts. “What in the name of the Goddess did he do?” Kaj was still shaking from the surge she and Caytin had been hit with.
“Papa, wake up, what happened?” Trianna might not have a Soul-Match, but she did happen to be a Healer, and he was her father.
Kaj looked at Xavier, “do you have any idea what happened?”
Xavier shook his head. “I thought perhaps what with master Kerfan being the only fertile son of Mother Trianna that maybe his soul might try to reach out and link itself with Lady Lauren's. Her life has scarred her so and her soul bleeding. But I never imagined this.”
“The fool,” snapped Kaj. “I can't fault him for his desires, but doesn't he know that to do something as dangerous as this, he should have taken her to the Temple. The Healers there would have made sure that this never happened.”
“Stop Kaj, he made a mistake. Maybe he didn't know that attempting to do what he did was dangerous. There are legends of it being done, but no where in any of them did it ever specify that the Temple needed to be involved.” Now that she had some idea what had happened, she could understand what was needed to take care of it. “Chieftess, ring the Bell. I know I'm not strong enough to pull them both back from where they have fled.”
Shern stood, wrapped in Drav's arms, terrified. What if his Dom never woke up? What if he did, and the Domna didn't? He was beginning to understand how his new people worked. And if his Domna died, then his Dom would too. How was he going to be able to explain to Trent and Lane that their papa was gone? Would he be able to help then to grow up on his own, would the Lady Kaj take pity on them and be willing to stand as their mother, or would his boys be left as alone as he was? “Please Drav, tell me they won't die.”
Drav brushed a strand of loose hair from Shern's cheek. “Did I die back when I first came here? Did that little baby girl that you Domna shares with Master Caytin die? Hold faith little brother, The Healer's of our new people can do wondrous miracles.”
* * *
Tam came back with a worried look on his face. He wasn't able to find neither the lady Healer, nor the Mistress Kaj. But when he returned to the Men's Quarter's his fears were laid to rest. But with the beginning toll of the Bell, summoning all Healers his fear grew again. “Master,” he looked to Caytin with worry in his eyes. “What happened?”
Caytin took Tam in his arms. “Kerfan's soul sought to heal Lauren's soul, but he should have waited to take her to the Temple first. I'm not sure exactly where he and his lady's soul have fled to hide. The Healer is only a Journeyman so she has set the Bell ringing to summon any Vowed Mother from the Temple.” Caytin hugged him tightly. “Everything will work out in the end, neither of them are dead, just lost from us for now.”
There was a soft knock at the Men's Quarter's door, before Mother Kareen let herself in. “You really didn't need to ring the bell. He is my nephew; there is nothing that happens to him or my niece that I am not aware of the moment it happens.” She smiled as she moved past Caytin and Tam to enter Kerfan's room where the two sleepers lay. Trianna was watching over them with worry in her eyes. She touched her cheek smiling. “I should have known this was something that would happen. He is my sister's son. The only fertile one of the three sons' she gave birth too. Had he been female, he would have been his mother's equal. Instead, he fathered her.” She leaned over Kerfan's unconscious body. “Return to this would, nephew.” She laid a hand onto his brow. Summoning all the power that she could as a Vowed Mother and High Priestess of the Temple.
Her hand fell away as she stepped back. Tears filled her eyes, but they were not of sorry, but pride. “Niece it does appear that I need your help here. Your father will not be called away from where his soul now lies. Not even if it means giving her a firmer line back to the work of the waking. So if I were to wake him it would seem that we must wake her as well.” She motioned for Trianna to move to the other side of the bed. So that as they reached forward to connect arm to arm. Kerfan and Lauren were caught in their hold. Trianna opening up to her aunt The High Priestess Mother Kareen, and Mother Kareen opening up to call upon all the power within the Temple and her sister Healer's to save her nephew and his new Soul-Match.
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