"Athan, I'm worried about your meeting with the General."
Athan was sitting on the edge of the bed. He had on a pair of black pants, but that was all. Virta was curled up on his lap wearing just his t-shirt, which was long enough to be a nightgown for her.
Her arms were wrapped around his broad shoulders, enjoying the feeling of strength in them. Athan had his hand on her back, lightly rubbing there. She closed her eyes and let the gentle massage relax her.
"We'll catch him off guard this way."
His other hand began to weave through her long hair, his fingers played in the flowing tresses. A shiver of electricity went down the nape of her neck, on down her spine.
"Just stick with the plan, Virta. Things will be fine."
"But how can you be so sure? Something could go terribly wrong."
"Yes, it could. But I promise that I won't let anything happen to you. You'll be far away from the fighting."
"But I'm not happy with the part of the plan where I 'relic' you and then just leave you here for Rose to find. I kind of hoped to play a bigger part in things. Actually, I just don't want to leave your side."
"I wouldn't want to even imagine you there when it all goes down. You shouldn't worry, Virta. I'm actually looking forward to it."
And she could see by the steely gleam in his dark eyes that he was indeed looking forward to fighting... killing. She shivered a little and he wrapped his arms around her.
"But what if something goes wrong? You're taking an awfully big risk."
"Everything I do is a risk. It's the same for you."
He kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him.
"But, Athan..."
His mouth came down and took hers in a deep, lingering kiss that stole her breath away. When he finally released her, her head was spinning and she forgot for a moment what she had been trying to say.
"Still worried?" he asked, peering down into her face with a sly grin.
She shook her head, clinging to his broad, strong shoulders for support.
"Now," he said, sliding his hands down to her bottom and adjusting her position on his thighs. "I want to have you one more time."
Sure enough, she felt his hardness pressing into her, and she inadvertently wriggled on his lap.
Athan turned and lowered her down into the big, soft bed before she knew what was happening. Without a word, he stood up and stripped off his pants. She was breathless as she stared up at his lean, muscled body, hard and strong. There was no doubt of his desire for her - thick, rigid, and standing out at her.
He crawled across the bed over top of her. His hands pulled the shirt off her body so quickly, she barely felt it go. Virta started to speak, to ask him if he really meant 'just one more time', but suddenly he was between her thighs. Athan leaned over her, stretching her out on the bed with more of his weight on her than he ever had allowed before. His skin was so hot, it was like fire where it touched hers.
His mouth closed on hers, silencing any words and scattering her thoughts to the wind once more. His cock, hard as a rock, pressed against her soft flesh. He wants me so much, Virta thought with satisfaction. She closed her eyes and sighed into his mouth.
Athan's big hands took hold of her thighs and wrapped her legs around his hips. His lips were grazing over her hair, his voice in her ear like a cat's purr.
"Last night, I made love to you, slow and sweet all night long," he said. "But this time, I'm going to show you another way we Ancient Ones can do it."
Virta just stared up at him, mouth hanging open. At his words, she felt excited, curious, afraid, and so turned on all at once.
He kissed down her jaw, to her neck. Then he sat back and looked down at her, just looking at her from head to hips with firey appreciation in his black eyes. His large fingers reached down to caress her breasts. Her nipples were already hard, but they pebbled tightly at his touch. She felt herself growing wetter and hotter between her legs.
Virta's thoughts dissolved into oblivion as she felt his shaft moving through her slick folds, seeking out her hot, moist core. He paused at the entrance to her body. Then, with a groan, he pushed the thick, rounded head of his cock through the torn and tattered remains of her hymen, pushing right on into her exquisitely tight, wet heat.
She gasped and he moaned at the same time.
"Are you OK?" he rasped, leaning over her, staring down into her face. His eyes were sparkling with lust.
She nodded. His lips came back down to cover hers, with lips so full and soft, capturing her mouth with the lushest, most devouring kiss. She felt him move his cock deeper into her body, and a little pain from the stretching of her walls. But his kiss was so distracting that all she felt from then on was delicious pleasure.
Virta reached up into the space between them and stroked her hands over his chest, feeling the scars, then on to the smooth skin, tanned and taut over honed muscle. Her hands slid around to his broad back. Athan's flesh trembled under her fingertips. She was excited and aware of the contrast of his large, hard, muscular body against her softer, feminine one.
Her breath caught when he moved his cock further inside her than she'd ever felt before.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice low and tantalizing, his forehead gently resting against hers. He'd stopped moving inside her. She heard his shaky breath, felt it against her cheek.
"Yes," she said. "You don't have to worry about breaking me." He lowered his mouth and brushed her lips again, tasting them, teasing them. She couldn't get enough of his kisses. He began stroking a little harder into her, rocking both of their bodies in a primal rhythm.
Later, he raised up to gaze down into her eyes.
"I love you, Athan," she whispered very, very quietly.
Where did that black night sky come from? It was suddenly there in front of her, as big as the Universe itself and she felt as though she was flying away into its fathomless depths. Her whole body throbbed with power and incredible energy.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized that it was Athan's eyes she was looking into, falling into - more deeply and intensely than she ever had before. She was rushing with impossible speed that she felt would surely ignite her very cells. Then she came to a stop, just floating in the void. Fear gripped her as she stared into this black nothingness inside his gaze; it was too immense, too overwhelming.
"Virta." She heard his voice though she could no longer see his face. "Just trust me," he said.
Stars began to twinkle down on her and she was hypnotically drawn to them, reaching out as if she could grasp them in her fingers. In her new-found calm, she sensed his familiar presence, though she couldn't find him anywhere.
Then the whole space around her took on a beautiful white glow, brighter than anything she'd ever seen, but soft on her eyes. It was like uncounted numbers of diamonds twinkling just for her. She still couldn't see Athan, but she knew it was him as strong as she'd ever felt anything. She was also aware of his body moving deeply inside her.
Here, in this new dimension, with his very essence surrounding her, Virta had the awareness that Athan was a literal god here. She basked in the bliss of him everywhere around her, keeping her safe, comforting her while their souls and bodies joined.
