Chapter Four

 

Clair sat across from Cleto in an enclosed sled, dressed in the shimmering gown that fit so well she thought it had been made just for her. The gown was long-sleeved and tight around her breasts, and flowed freely from the waist down to her ankles.

Now, Cleto took her hand and led her to the settee where he began to put stockings on her legs. The seemingly simple task ended up taking an hour or so thanks to her getting all excited, and him stating he couldn’t let her excitement go unfilled. She climaxed twice, since she had two legs that needed stockings, and in his travels up her leg, he kissed each one to the thigh, until he reached the V of her heated core.

Then he gently slid silk slippers on her feet, and dressed her in the fur cloak with the soft colors around her, and pulled the hood up over her head. Now she looked out the window at the town, wondering why he hadn’t had sex with her yet. So far, he’d given her intense pleasure with his mouth and hands, but never once did he let his leather pants down to take her. She silently admitted she desperately wanted him inside her now. Just thinking about how he might feel inside made a chill run down her spine. And she couldn’t stop wondering if he was that good with his mouth, how good would the rest of him be?

“Something’s on your mind,” he said, jolting her from her thoughts.

“It’s nothing.” She shook her head, keeping her eyes on the scenery outside.

He sat forward, took hold of her chin, and had her meet him in the eye. “Please, what is it?”

Licking her lips and taking a deep breath she nodded. “Why haven’t you had sex with me? I mean,” she added quickly, “You’ve done, you know...” She felt her face heat up. “What I mean is—”

He silenced her with a finger to her lips. “I haven’t come to you because at the moment my people’s needs are much greater than mine.”

She frowned. “I don’t understand.”

He took her hand, pulled her onto his lap, and faced the window. “You see the land, gray, colorless. Eltora thrives on human pleasure, the magic, and one cannot have one without the other. Watch that tree.” The sled stopped and his hands closed around her breasts. Clair gasped, arched into it, and saw the gray bark of the tree turn brown. “My magic, and the town’s magic, lives by the pleasures of the people.” He kneaded her breasts as the other hand went between her legs, under her dress. “And your pleasure is very powerful magic, connected to the land as I’ve never seen before,” he said, his voice lowering just as he touched her bare pussy. “I’ve never witnessed anyone ever being able to bring life back to the land by a mere touch. Just a touch and your inner magic busts out in such bright colors.”

Two fingers slid into her wetness, deep into her pussy. Clair moaned, rested back against him, and opened her legs wider. He moved his fingers in and out slowly, at the same time teasing her clit with his thumb, and her pleasure deepened.

“Watch the land return to life before your eyes,” he whispered in her ear. “See what your magic does to Eltora. Picture what it will do once we come together fully.”

Her orgasm came on quickly, due to the quick friction of his hand on her clit. Before her eyes, the land he spoke of changed. Even though snow covered the ground, the grays of the trees turned to brown with shining silver ice on the limbs. A farmhouse nearby also started to change. The roof changed from a dull black tone to a metal red, and the sides changed to blue. A farmer came out from the house, looked around in amazement. Clair’s arousal peaked and she closed her eyes and cried out as a burst of bright colors behind her eyes hit. It was so powerful that she thought the sled rocked with it.

“Open your eyes, Clair. See what your magic has done.”

She did so and gasped. Every tree looked renewed, every house had color, and even the few black birds flying by were no longer black, but red and orange. It simply was amazing.

She turned in his lap. “I did that?”

Cleto smiled. “You bring my home back to life, just as you broke my curse.”

“So what happens when you climax?”

“I get renewed. Women have the power of life. They can birth children, so they hold the magic of life and renewal. My magic is at its fullest when I’m completed with a special woman.” He touched her cheek and her stomach dropped. “I have the power to keep the light inside a woman shining brightly.”

“Do you have someone?” Clair almost feared the answer to the question.

He brought her face close, kissed her, but didn’t let her move back. “I thought I had someone, but was wrong.”

“Oh,” she bit her lip, thinking again.

“I think I’m beginning to know that look very well,” he grinned. “What’re you thinking about now?”

Clair pushed his hands away from her face and went down to her knees between his legs this time. “I’m thinking about doing something I’ve only done once before.”

He seemed to know what she was going to do. His arms went to the back of the seat, body slumped, and legs stretched out, parted more. When she reached for his pants he didn’t move or stop her, only watched her movements.

Clair freed his cock. It sprang forth, hard, swollen looking, ready to be loved. Cleto was thick and long, her hand barely managing to wrap around the base. Not one of her past boyfriends had been this large, and her mouth watered for a taste.

Tearing her eyes from his, she lowered her head, opened her mouth and took the plum shaped head in, sucking it hard. Cleto didn’t stop her, but sharply sucked in his breath.

Farther down she took him, sucking, licking, and pulling at the shaft. It didn’t take her long to get a rhythm going, one that had him fisting his hands into her hair. She grimaced when his hands tightened even more but she didn’t stop.

If lust could have a taste, then Cleto had it. He tasted sweet, salty, a mixture of both and it had her craving for more. With each pull, each suck, her clit throbbed for more attention.

Popping it out of her mouth, she licked the underside down to the heavy sac hidden behind the leather. Clair reached into his pants, cupped him, and rolled the sac in her hands as she licked, then sucked on different parts of the shaft. Cleto panted and pulled at the head to take him back into her mouth. Greedily, she opened and sucked him down until the head touched the back of her throat. He groaned loudly.

“It comes too soon,” he gasped, pulling harder on her hair. “You should stop while I still have control of myself.”

Clair answered him with a shake of her head. She sucked harder, faster, pulled until her jaw hurt, and still she went on. With what she couldn’t get into her mouth, she used her hand. She pumped fast, reached down between her own legs, and touched her clit.

Cleto came right then. His seed hit the back of her throat. Only one time in the past had she given head, and the salty taste of the release was enough to have her never wanting to do it again. With Cleto, it all seemed so different, so strange. His release wasn’t salty but sweet and tasted like pure sugar.

When she released him, he remained hard. His head was back on the seat, eyes closed, breathing fast. Clair climbed up and straddled his lap. She kissed at his neck, pulled at his shirt until she had her hands under it.

Fuck, she wanted him inside her right now. She wanted to ride him until she screamed and came so hard she would see those colors behind her eyes again. And she thought that she just might get that wish, until he stopped her from posing his cock at her entrance and lowering herself onto him.

“Not yet.” His deep blue eyes stopped her. Clair lowered her head and moved off him before he could stop her. “I don’t want our first time in the sled. I want you spread out on the silk, as you should be.”

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Cleto watched Clair closely. Having to hold back from taking her happened to be one of the hardest things he ever had to do. Not even walking away from Kalena had been as hard as putting his cock away and not letting Clair sink onto him. From her sad expression, he knew he’d disappointed her. But he wanted to treasure her and bring out every single bit of pleasure from her body as he could. He didn’t want to have a quick fuck in the sled. Fifty years had gone by since he had the pleasure of a woman, and with this woman, he wanted to savor every moment.

The sled headed back to the palace. Already color and life had started to return to his home, but he had a very long way to go in order to break the curse Rodas placed on the kingdom and the people, including getting his people to return.

At the front steps the sled stopped, its door opened and Cleto got out first, offering his hand to Clair. She took it, but kept quiet and dropped it the moment she was out of the sled. When she tried to pull away from him, he took her hand and led her inside.

“I hurt you.” It was a statement more than a question.

“I’m fine.” She smiled quickly, but her voice didn’t sound fine. He heard the rejection in her voice, saw it on her face. Strange how he could pick up things from her so quickly after they’d only just met.

Cleto stopped, turned, pulled her into his arms, and held her close. She wouldn’t look at him and that bothered him. “Don’t misunderstand my holding off our consummation. It has been a very long time since I’ve been with a woman, and I want our time to be more than a quick fuck in a sled. Your magic feeds me, Clair. Now it’s my turn to free you from the demons inside.”

She met his eyes. “I don’t understand.”

“I know you don’t, which is why I’m holding back from you right now.” He touched the side of her face. “Once we start it won’t be like it has been with other men—one time and we’re over. I’ve been without the touch of a woman for many years, and even back then once was not enough for me. I had to have many orgasms before my own needs and desires were fulfilled. This means by the time I’m done with you, you will forget all about the past, and think only of me. And your magic will help bring life by to Eltora back to life.”

“I don’t have magic.”

Cleo had to smile at that. “Oh you have more magic than you know. How else were you able to light the fire and free me?” He brought her hand up to her lips and kissed her knuckles. “Come. Let me warm you and see to your needs before you try to see to mine.”

He led her into the palace, holding her hand. As they entered, Cleto remembered how it used to be full of life. So many people had walked these halls with so many different tasks and now it had no one. The rooms were so quiet that each step he took echoed off the walls.

He took Clair to the special bathing chamber. The waters in the waist deep pools would help soothe her body, and warm her from the inside out. Besides, his hunger for her had started to cloud his mind, making him question if he really could wait until she was a bit more comfortable with herself and him. Comfortable enough to enjoy herself when they did come together. It didn’t help that he’d already had a taste of her and he desperately wanted more. That little bit of pleasure he gave her to begin the restoring of color in his homeland, drove him mad. It didn’t help things at all when she took him into her mouth. The pleasure she gave him and the hunger in which she sucked his flesh—fuck if he didn’t have to fight not to take her right then. But he didn’t want that first time together to be in the damn sled. The first time he slipped into her body, and released her magic should be in the safety of the palace.

The doors to the pools opened automatically when they drew near. Cleto moved behind her, took the cloak from her shoulders, and tossed it aside. A snap of a finger and water poured from the large waterfall in the back of the pool.

“This place is beautiful,” Clair whispered. “I never want to wake from this dream.”

“Not a dream,” Cleto stated softly in her ear.

Steam quickly filled the room. He moved around to her front side, knelt down, and slid his hands up her dress, reaching for the stockings. He watched her face while he undressed her. Clair closed her eyes, her head rolled back on her shoulders, pleasure at his touch clearly showed on her face and he liked that.

Stockings and shoes off, Cleto once more stood behind her and slid the shoulders of the dress off and down her arms. He tugged it gently from her body to pool at her feet, giving her a light kiss on her shoulder.

“Go into the water,” he told her. “Soak in its warmth and relax.”

She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes going to his mouth before meeting his eyes. With a nod, Clair walked into the water and he watched her go, his cock stiffening so hard it hurt.

To the center of the pool, she went, lowered her body, and turned to face him. The water didn’t cover her breasts. The waves from the movements teased her nipples.

Clair’s beauty was breathtaking. Cleto knew without a doubt that he could stand and watch her do the simplest things and never tire of it.

If his staff was still in the palace, they would be the ones to undress him and her. The coming together always was a special moment and celebrated. Even marriages in Eltora were held in great honor, no matter the station of the couple. For a woman to give herself to a man and let him feed from her magic was very special indeed. Cleto hoped Clair realized that.

“You are very beautiful, do you know that?” he said while he undressed. “I think I could stand here and just watch you all day.”

“And you are the first to ever say something like that to me.”

“Then let me be the only one.”