The Dark World

Chapter 20: Wanting you

Ezekiel

Never in all my years would I have thought Cairn a werewolf, and yet somehow it made such complete sense, I felt like I understood him a little better now, the bad moods, the wondering off late at night every so often, senses keener than even Marisoll.

He was always the one who pointed out danger first, noticing it before we even saw it, or finding food, little things I had brushed off, but putting it all together I should have noticed his senses and agility were like no ordinary man, that is how he was always able to sneak up on me without a sound.

He had looked so traumatised when he had shifted back, fear and shame on his face, wondering whether we would turn on him in disgust or still be a friend, for that is what we had become over time I had noticed, or perhaps if not quite friends then allies at least.

I shook my head when he slid his hand down to touch Marisolls rear, I knew what would happen, and it did, she was in the middle of a flurry of hits and punches at him when she yelled she hated him, I do not think he knew anyone had seen his face when she said that, but I had, he looked hurt. I rose my eyebrows in surprise, so he did like Marisoll after all then, and more than just as a friend it appeared.

Unfortunately for Cairn he had a special talent for f.ucking things up for himself, he always wore this cold and uncaring persona, never allowing anyone in or to see his softer side, well, except for Esther, shockingly. If he had extended the same softness towards Marisoll I know she would have gladly reciprocated the feelings, it was obvious she felt for him too.

As selfish as it was I was kind of glad Cairn had screwed it up for himself because somewhere along the way I had developed my own feelings towards Marisoll, what man would not? She was fierce and strong, yet kind and gentle, shy even, a rare thing indeed in these times.

When Marsioll stopped hitting him, she stormed off ahead. On my way walking past Cairn I sympathetically patted his shoulder and tutted sarcastically making him growl.

When the ladies were further ahead he came up beside me and said, “don’t act all cool, I know you like her too, but she’s mine.”

I rose an eyebrow, I really wasn’t expecting those words to leave his mouth.

“She is not yours, you shall be lucky if she even wants you at all after how you have treated her. If she comes to me, I will not turn her away.”

He went to pull his sword out, and I said, “do you really wish to duel now? Making it obvious we are fighting over her? Somehow I think you are not yet ready for her to know your true feelings, are you?”

He narrowed his eyes at me and snarled, “I only wish to f.uck her nothing more.”

“In that case you won’t mind if I pursue her for more.”

He growled at me and stormed off leaving me to quietly laugh and shake my head. He was a stubborn man who seemed hellbent on sabotaging his own happiness.

It was always dark, but night set in plunging us into absolute darkness, the moon was barely visible tonight so mystic Zerena cast a ball of light to lead the way. The wind picked up, and it slowly started to drizzle with rain.

There had been nothing for miles, but now we had to travel through a graveyard, and we all groaned knowing what to expect. Tormented souls roamed the graveyards, ghoulish fiends who were a dangerous nuisance, they could kill you, or worse, tear your soul from your body and have you join them as just another tormented soul, they were already dead, so we could not slay them again, at best we could incapacitate them and get away before they came back.

A cold shiver ran down my spine as one brushed past me. More became noticeable, some silent, others moaning as if in pain.

“F.uck,” Cairn rolled his eyes and pulled out his sword, I did the same, we surrounded mystic Zerena as she was our only source of light, she could not cast a defensive spell without losing the light, Marisolls arrows would be no use here either, and I turned to tell her, but she had figured that out herself and instead shifted into the form of a black cat, agile, small and not so easily seen.

Spirits began flying towards us, and we slashed and hacked at them fighting our way through, they would dissipate, but we knew they would be back within minutes, all the while more would come, moaning and trying to clutch on to us.

By the time we were through the graveyard, we were all breathless, me and Cairn sweating from the fight.

“Ok, I think we have had enough adventure for one day, let’s find somewhere safe to camp for the night, and we can carry on in the morning,” mystic Zerena said.

We all agreed and after another two miles we came across a field of grass, mostly dead grass, but we had a covering of bushes and trees, and there was a half formed circle of giant rocks, it was as safe as we would be so we went towards the rocks.

Cairn seemed to be in a foul mood, he did not speak to anyone and went and found his own spot to make a sheltered makeshift den, I did the same as did mystic Zerena, but when Marisoll also went to do the same I lightly touched her arm and asked, “would you wish to lie with me tonight?”

She smiled shyly and asked, “it does not bother you that I share your space so much?”

“Not at all, I quite enjoy your company,” I smiled.

I knew she was not used to flirting and did not know if one was flirting with her, so I was more forward than usual so she would not mistake my feelings of interest.

I took her hand and lightly kissed the back of it.

Still holding it, I led her into the sheltered den I had made with a sheet as a roof.

As we lay down, I was not as gentlemanly as I should have been, I did not ask her, I did not sweet talk her, I just leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She did not seem to mind so I kissed her more deeply, dancing my tongue over hers softly, she kissed me back, and I lay her on the ground, kissing my way down her neck, gentle kisses that had her giggling and moaning.

I tugged her dark brown top down spilling her b.reasts free and for a moment I just stared, I could not help myself, they were perfect and round and big and at the end of the day, I was still very male, I reacted to the sight, felt myself straining painfully against my pants.

I kissed her b.reasts all over, tracing my tongue over skin until I reached her n.ipples, I took turns with each one, running my tongue over them and then sucking them, drawing moans of pleasure from Marisolls lips.

I removed her clothes until she was naked underneath me, and then I kissed my way down her body, stroking her and tickling my fingers lightly over her skin making her shiver. I did not even make it to between her thighs before she was pulling me up towards her, kissing me and begging me to make love to her, I obliged.

I gently pushed myself inside of her and moved slowly until she was comfortable and softly moaning. “Is that ok, my love?” I whispered.

Smiling up at me, she nodded, so I leaned down to kiss her and began to move inside of her more passionately. She felt good, tight, and I enjoyed how wet she felt around me right now, I could feel myself growing close to climax, both of us had a light sheen of sweat on our bodies as we moved faster, harder, more desperately until I spilled myself inside of her, and she cried out to the stars in ecstasy.

I collapsed beside her afterwards and pulled her into my arms, she looked up at me with big brown sad eyes, and it hurt my heart that she thought I would not at the very least hold her after s.ex. I held her tighter against me and with a shy smile, she lay her head on my chest and wrapped her arm around my waist.

She fell asleep almost instantly, I was tired too and as I drifted off to sleep I wondered how I had gone from not finding her that attractive to her now being one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I could argue with myself like Cairn does with himself, say I was a typical male and had lusted for her ever since she had touched me in the tent a while back, but I knew I was starting to like her even before then, I liked her no-nonsense attitude, her fierce personality, and I really loved how she was never afraid to put Cairn in his place.

Usually, if I liked a lady as I did Marisoll, I would court her first, get to know her and let her get to know me, these days, people were lucky if they could even spend a night together, let alone fall in love or marry, so although Marisoll and I had become intimate outside of love and a relationship, it did not matter, there was no one to judge these days, and regardless I knew I wanted more than just s.ex from her. I wanted her.