Chapter 78 Potent Desire

Chapter 78 Potent Desire

Tania was beginning to get uneasy when Wind started going down towards the valley taking a winding path down the slope. She tried to remember every spell that she had learned from the books she had read the past few weeks. She had learnt them so well it was as if she already knew them and they came to her naturally. Yet, when they entered the woods, she couldn't shake the uneasiness. She could scent the coppery smell of dark spells, the kind that could bring forth the dead or maybe bring demons from a different world.

"Don't be so restless, Tania," said Eltanin as they entered the shadowed avenues of the snow-covered forest.

The forest was bathed in the pale light of the afternoon sun that was peeking every now and then from behind the clouds. The small tufts of grass that emerged from the snow looked like fireflies when the rays of sun glistened their wet tips. The woods spread in front of them gave way to more sloping hills dotted with pine and aspens. The trees around them stood proud, the pine needles glowing yellow and white, shedding down like teeth of icicles. Cool wind rustled through the trees and howled or perhaps wailed. It was so ominous that Tania's shoulders tensed.

"These trees are thousands of years old," Eltanin said in a low voice. They offer a barrier to the Humval mounds to those who come here without a purpose.

She noticed the low branches of the trees that bore the brunt of the gusty winds and blizzards.

Tania had never been outside her monastery and after that she was practically caged in Eltanin's room. And now that she was out in the open, she was in the midst of some spelled mound. Eltanin stopped the horse to scan the place for a moment. Glenn too stopped behind them. However, he nudged the horse into motion by pressing on his side. He guided him towards the north and Humval mound. Tania was feeling very tired and her thighs were aching. She wondered if she would be able to walk after half a day's ride.

Soon she closed her eyes and her head lolled on his chest. Surrounded by his woodsy and male musk scent, she ended up resting her cheek on his chest. He gathered her closer to him and she too nestled closer to him.

She had dreams of rocks cracking and exposing vast expanse of lava in the hell. Cordea and Arthur jumping off a cliff with the baby and then demons chasing. She jerked her eyes open. Directly above her was the ceiling of a thick white canvas and leather tent. She rose up and scanned her surroundings. Eltanin was right beside her, watching her. Her throat was parched as her heart thundered. "Where are we?" she asked.

"Unfortunately, a blizzard started. So, we had to stop," said Eltanin as he gave her a skin of water. "Anyway, we had to stop."

She drank water greedily and handed him back the skin. Eltanin took out meat covered in a cloth for her. "This was all I could manage from the breakfast tray in the morning," he said. "This and some fruits."

She smiled as she took cold meat from him. "That was very thoughtful of you," she said. As she took the first bite, she noticed that a fur was rolled out on the ground and one covered her. He must have carried her over here and erected the tent all the while when was sleeping. Was she so tired? She pulled her thighs up and groaned as pain blasted. Her legs felt like one giant bruise from the inside out. Her entire body was sore.

Eltanin immediately took out a jar of healing paste from the saddlebag that was lying in the corner.

"You got that too?" She was surprised at how thoughtful he was.

"Yes," he replied as he opened the lid of the jar. He removed the fur from her. "Lower your trousers." He knew that his delicate flower would need it.

"No!" she tried to pull back her fur.

"Your thighs are aching and this paste is going to work wonders. Let me apply it, okay," he said with a warning. And the warning was that if she didn't lower her trousers, he would anyway apply the paste.

She turned on her belly and lowered her trousers to expose her thighs. She almost moaned when his warm hands started making circles on them. He applied the warm paste on the inside of her thighs gently and massaged her until the paste was completely absorbed in her skin. The way he massaged her heat was pooling inside her belly. She wanted to clench her thighs with the sensation, but he had pinned them apart. His fingers went to the lower curves of her hips, over her panties and then to her spine. He rubbed her lower spine and she moaned louder, almost embarrassing herself. She grew needy for something and this time she knew what she needed. But she was too shy to commit. All at once, his hands moved away from there and all she felt was his warm breath on her thighs. When she turned her head over her shoulder, she saw that his mouth was hovering over the lower curves of her hips and he was staring at her panties intensely.

She wanted to protest when he brought his mouth down and kissed the inside of her thighs, but she didn't. He placed a gentle kiss down there and her hips bucked instinctively towards him for more and she wasn't even under the spell's effect. The heat in her belly pooled. He lowered his mouth and trailed a line of kisses all the way to the back of her knee and she cried.

He trailed back up to her hips with his feather light kisses and a growl rumbled from him. His finger went inside her panties and he brushed the edge of her sex. "Fuck!" he rasped. She was so wet that her arousal was mouthwatering. He wanted to lick every last drop of her honey. When he lowered her panties, for the first time he saw the plump curves of her butt and he growled. He bit into her flesh and she cried. He lowered her panties further down and slipped them out of her legs. With his hands he spread her butt cheeks apart and the first vision of her sex almost made him come. Her pink folds were enticing. They were wet and his tongue darted out to lick it. "Calaman's horns!" he groaned. He took his nose closer and inhaled her intoxicating smell for a long time. His cock was painfully erect. He wanted to wedge it between his mate's thighs.

He got up and flipped her around on her back. He looked into her blue eyes and then said, "I think you need me." When his gaze fell over the curls of her sex that was glistening with her juices, his chest rumbled with potent desire. He thought he would come even without stroking himself. He took his fingers to brush her over there and she cried. Lusty little piece. He parted the curls and exposed her pink folds. He lowered his mouth and wrapped his lips around her swollen bud.