Chapter 7
Steam rolls off the water. She steps in and the
water wraps each foot as she glides to the center of her large bath. She tilts
her head back and shrinks into the water. She stands and the water streams off
her hair. She wades back to the edge of the tub. Her naked body shimmers in the
candle light.
She sits on the step on the side. She rests her
head on a rolled up cloth. “Are you ready Casandra?” A voice comes from behind.
“Do your worst,” Casandra replies without budging
from her comfort. The woman walks in and drops her dress around her feet. She
steps in next to Casandra. She carries a bucket with her. She sets it on the
edge of the bath and pulls a soapy rag out.
She presses the rag onto Casandra’s breast. The
soap cascades down the sides. The woman scrubs Casandra, dipping the rag in the
bucket as she needs. Casandra keeps her eyes closed as her body gets washed.
“Sit up please.” The woman helps her up.
“Why must you be so cruel to me Lydia?” Casandra
sits up as requested.
“It’s for your own good,” Lydia laughs. “Besides,
you like it when I wash your hair.”
“It does feel good,” Casandra smiles as she opens
her eyes to look upon the naked body of Lydia. “You know I like it when you let
your hair down,” Casandra pulls on the pins holding Lydia’s bun in. Her blonde
hair falls just pass her shoulders. “Have a little fun.”
“If you insist,” Lydia giggles. “Close your eyes,”
Lydia instructs Casandra.
“Now we’re talking,” Casandra closes her eyes.
Lydia picks up the bucket and sets the ladle off to the side as she pours it on
Casandra’s head. Water and suds drip from her face. Casandra wipes the soap
from her eyes. “Now you’re going to get it.” She splashes her friend with
water. Lydia retreats into the tub with a splash of her. Casandra dives under
the water.
“Ooowww,” Lydia slaps the water. “No biting,”
Casandra comes up out of the water. Most of the soap gone. “Now how am I going
to wash your hair?” Lydia splashes her again.
“Like this,” Casandra takes her hands in his. She
turns her back to her and kneels. She puts Lydia’s hands on her head. “Normally
I’d just rinse the rest out, but tonight is special.”
“Oh?” Lydia massages her scalp. The soap lathers
in her hair.
“I need you to lay out the green dress.” Casandra
moans a little as her hair comes clean.
“Why the green dress? You only use that when…”
“Exactly, he likes the green dress. He says ‘it
highlights your eyes,’” she laughs.
“It’s been a while since you’ve seen him.” She
rinses her hands in the warm water. She wades back to the edge and grabs the
ladle. She wades back over to Casandra and dips the ladle in the water.
Casandra stands up. Her long, brown hair touches reaches her waist.
Lydia pours the water over her head. She pulls her
fingers through Casandra’s hair. The water runs over Casandra’s hair and body.
“Excuse me,” someone clears their throat. “Am I interrupting?”
“Yes you are,” Casandra keeps her head tilted up
as she wraps her hands around her hair. She pulls and more water comes out at
the bottom.
“I need to talk to you.”
“I’m sure you do, but I’m in middle of a bath.” She
turns to see who came into her private quarters.
“I assure you it’s important.” He keeps his eyes
on her. “Are you not going to cover up?” His eyes drift over her wet, naked
body.
“Have you never seen a naked woman before?” She
walks through the water to the other side. Lydia stands naked behind her. Her
hands cover her breasts, his eyes find her still. “Based off your response and
your eyes, I’m going to assume you haven’t.”
“I have seen many naked women of all races,” he
whines to her.
“Then eyes over hear asshole,” she snaps her
fingers. His attention turns to her. Lydia rushes out of the water with several
splashes. His eyes stay on locked with Casandra’s. “That’s right. I know you
want to ogle her young naked body but you’re scared to.” She smiles.
Lydia runs pass the bed to the curtain behind it.
She grabs a robe for herself and one for Casandra. She comes out and sees the
two staring at each other. Lydia puts her robe on and hurries over to Casandra.
She holds out the robe and Casandra puts her arms through it. Casandra grabs
the belt and wraps it a few times and pulls it tight. It closes enough to cover
her body but leave her cleavage exposed.
“What business do you have that you feel so damned
incline to interrupt my fucking bath?” He looks down briefly at the ground,
surrendering any foothold he attained prior to her words.
“I have news from the front.”
“That couldn’t have waited?” She storms onto her
balcony. She grabs the hand rail with both hands.
“I know how much you value your baths,” he comes up
from behind her. He sets his hand on hers. He smiles to himself when she
doesn’t move her hand away. “But I needed to deliver this information at once.”
“What is it?” She turns to him. He takes her hand
in his this time and stares in to her eyes.
“The news isn’t good.” He covers their hands with
his other.
“I’m a big girl, I can take it.” She smiles. He
smiles back at her.
“I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but
they broke through.” Her eyes move to the giant sphere behind him.
The dome swirls in brilliant shades of purples,
blues, greens and every other color. The colors mix and match, filling her with
happiness of seeing her lover and husband tonight.
“We’re regrouping and we’re going to be able to
stop them before they reach dome.” His hand drifts up to her shoulder. She
stares at the dome.
“I’m glad to hear that. So why was that so
important that it couldn’t wait another hour?”
Because,” he slips his hand under her robe and
pushes it to the side exposing her right breast. “You and I haven’t…” He takes
her breast in his hand and finds the nipple with his mouth. He sucks on it but
freezes instantly. He lets her nipple fall out of his mouth and releases his
grip on her nipple.
“And we will never.” She lifts up her hand. He
stands on his toes and looks down. A blade presses against his man hood.
“You’ll have the others, but not me?” He quivers.
“Yes, because I don’t like you,” she gives her
blade just a little twist. He rises up again. She pushes him back through her
balcony doors, pass the bath, through the hall, and back out her door.
He falls to the ground and slides backwards. “If
you ever touch me again, or come into my private quarters without announcing
yourself, I’ll cut off your fucking balls. Do you understand me?” She holds the
knife up to him. “You wouldn’t.” He spits at her.
“Don’t test me,” she flicks the blade and it
sticks in the floor. It cuts the inseam of his trousers. She spins on her heels
and walks away.
“This isn’t the end of this.” He yells out to her.
Her hand comes up and she gives a flick of her wrist and the door slams shut.
She storms down the hall back to her quarters. She waves her hand and the bath
disappears. She unwraps the belt and lets the rest of her body out of the
stifling robe.
“Lydia,” she calls. Lydia comes out from behind
the curtain holding a green dress. Casandra holds her arms in the air and Lydia
tosses the dress over her. It glides down her curves and rests on the floor.
“You know the drill. Anything happens you call me out of there.” She looks into
the mirror and looks at herself. She shakes her head. Her hair dries and styles
itself. She frowns and shakes again, her hair changes style.
“Why do you do that?”
“Use my abilities for my hair? I could use it to
never bathe and stay clean but I love the experience of the bath,” she smiles
as she looks at her long hair with a little extra curl to it. “Think he’ll like
it?”
“As long as he gets to play with it, I’m sure
he’ll love your hair no matter what. But that’s not what I was talking about.”
Casandra turns around and looks at Lydia.
“Then what were you talking about?”
“Why do you let the elder council touch you like
that and then allow them to spread the rumors they bed you?”
“It gives me power over them.” She strolls away.
“How?” Lydia follows her.
“None of them have had me, yet all of them say
they have. That swine was the last of them to attempt to bed me. Even though
they’ve all failed in their attempts I allow them to spread the rumors because
I know they’re not true, but the others do not. They have their doubts but
that’s it.” She grabs a few powders from a cabinet and waves her arms for it to
disappear and another one to take its place. She grabs a pill and swallows it.
“If they were to be exposed as liars then they
would look weak in front of the others.” She waves her hand and the cabinet
disappears.
“And you’re the only one that knows the truth.”
“Exactly. They’re powerful enough to stop me if
they all got together but if they fear me and want me all the same they will
never take me.” Casandra walks away and taps the powders a few times into a
bowl in the center of the room.
Smoke rises from the bowl. It drifts to the
ceiling of her chambers before it rounds itself off at the top. It fills with a
bluish smoke, swirling and drifting at its leisure. “Be extra vigilant, they’re
on the prowl tonight.” She blows a kiss to Lydia as she steps into the smoke.
The sun blinds her as the sand warms the bottom of
her feet. A four post bed sits on the beach. Waves crash all around. Thin
cotton sheets blow in the wind off each post. Casandra walks in the sand. Her
toes dig in with each step.
A muscular, naked back faces her. She walks to the
other side of the bed and leans against the post. The naked man sits on the
beach staring out at the waves crashing in on the shore. “Hello husband,” she
calls out to him. He turns and sees her leaning against the post in his
favorite green dress. He smiles and gets up from the sandy beach. He races over
to her. “Wait,” she holds her hands out.
“What?” He slides in the sand.
“Turn around, I want to see,” she motions with her
hand. He turns around slowly. She laughs and smacks his butt. Sand falls off
onto her hand.
“What’s so funny?” He turns around.
“Your butt,” she laughs.
“What about it?” He walks closer to her.
“It’s covered in sand dork,” she brushes her sandy
finger on the tip of his nose.
“It’s been too long.” He wraps his arms around her
and pulls her in. Their lips meet. He picks her up and she hops, her legs land
rest on his hips. He grabs her thighs and presses himself on her. She moans as
he slides inside her. He bites her lip as their lips connect again.
She tastes his tongue. “You taste like bacon,” she
laughs and moans as he thrusts inside her. Her back arcs away from the bed
post. He picks her accepts her body onto his and throws her onto the bed.
“Bacon huh?” He climbs on top of her with a laugh.
“Yeah,” she laughs. “I like bacon so it works.” He
stares into her green eyes. They burn with desire, a desire only for him.
“Shall we see what I taste like?”
“Of course,” he slides down her. He grabs her
ankle and kisses down her leg.
“That tickles,” she laughs.
“I haven’t even tasted you yet and you’re
squirming.” He nibbles her inner thigh.
“That’s not what I meant by tasting,” she jumps a
little.
“It’s just a sample before the main course.” He
looks up at her. “Plus, I love when you’re jumpy.” He nibbles again.
“I’m not jumpy,” she moans. “It’s just
anticipation for my sexy beast,” she bites her lower lip as he moves in. She
feels his lips drift between her legs. He licks gently, brushing with just the
tip of his tongue. He teases her again. His hands drift up her dress, rubbing
up her ribs to her breasts. She grabs his arms as he brushes her with his lips
again.
He kisses both of her thick thighs again. Her
fingers float along his arms and up the side of his head. “Just taste me
already,” Casandra pulls him in. She feels his tongue deeper now and she moans.
She grinds her hips as he tastes the cream her love. He kisses her and licks as
she grinds and swirls. She keeps her hands on his head, not allowing him to
stop. She whimpers and moves her hips faster. She pulls on his head, but he
doesn’t want to move. He sucks then licks some more. “Fuck me,” Casandra pulls
on his head again and he follows. Their lips meet as he slides back in. She
tastes why he didn’t want to stop.
He leans up and grabs her ankles again. He thrusts
faster and harder. She moans as she grinds harder against him. She pulls her
dress off, letting her breasts into the sun. Her legs shake in his hands and her
breasts rock with his motion. She grabs his hip with one hand and drives him
deeper. Her other hand drifts up the bed and grabs the silk sheets. She pulls
her arm down as his seed explodes inside her. She shivers and shakes as she
takes several quick breaths.
He takes her hand off his hip and thrusts again
with another splash of his seed. He lies on top of her, both of her hands in
his. They raise them above their heads, stretching as far as they can. His
chest presses against her breasts. Their hearts beat as one. He kisses her
slowly. Their passion pushes them into ecstasy.
She lets go of his hands. She glides her fingers
to his back, digging into his flesh. He arches his back, driving him deeper
inside. She moans, arching her back as she lifts her chin. He kisses her neck
as he thrusts some more. She pulls him in, not wanting to let him go again.
Sweat rolls down their bodies as they get lost in each other.
*
He lies on his back and she traces the muscles in
his abs. “We don’t have much more time.” She keeps her head on his chest. She
listens to his heart beat.
“We never have enough time.” He kisses her head.
“That’s what we signed up for.” She looks up at
him.
“I know, but I didn’t realize these were more than
dreams until a while ago.”
“It’s ok if you-”
“I didn’t,” he clasps her hand in his. “I never
wanted to. There wasn’t anyone that compares to you. Even though I didn’t
remember you, I still felt you even when you weren’t in my dreams.”
“I have to tell you something.” She squeezes his
hand. “You don’t have much time to figure out the domes. I can try and by you
more time, but I don’t know how much.”
“We still hold the Realm 4 dome?” He brushes her
hair with his fingers. She closes her eyes and takes a few calming breathes.
“We still hold it.”
“And the Elder Council?” His fingers dig into her
neck and scalp. She groans as he massages her.
“I’m still in control, but I fear for not much
longer.”
“The last one failed?” He reaches his other hand
up and rubs her temple.
“Pretty hard too,” she laughs. “Had to throw my
knife at him.”
“You didn’t hit him did you?” He looks down at
her.
“Remember who taught who when it came to throwing
knives.” She pinches him.
“Ouch,” he rubs his belly. Her hand wraps around
his member. She feels him stiffen in his hand.
“I think we have time for one more,” she lifts a
leg over him and guides him inside her. She leans back and rides him. The sun
bears down on her. He seizes her hips and grinds. She rides him but the sun
goes out.
“Oh shit,” she climbs off of him. She grabs her
dress and throws it back on.
“What is it?”
“Something is happening.” The sun turns back on.
“I will see you when I can. I promise.” He grabs her and pulls her in. He
kisses her one last time. She embraces him fully as their bodies must part
again. They never know when they will see each other again so they part ways
like it may be their last time.
“I love you,” she kisses him again. Tears build up
in his eyes. He blinks them away. “Cry baby,” she laughs trying to keep the
tears from her face. He stays strong for her when she can’t, so she knows she
needs to do the same for him.
“I love you too,” he kisses her one more time and
gives her a strong hug.
“I need to go.” He lets go of her and she follows
her foot prints back. She turns around and looks at him one more time. He blows
her a kiss. She catches it and lets it go under her dress.
“Promises, promises,” he calls out.
“I guess you’ll have to wait to see if I keep
them,” she teases and takes one last step.
She comes out of the bluish smoke to see Lydia waiting
for her with her battle robes.
“What happened?”
“They broke through again.”
“Our troops can stop them.” Casandra tries to wave
off Lydia’s fear.
“It’s not that simple.”
“Why not?”
“The Dark Queen is with them,” Lydia holds out the
battle robes again.
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