He reached out and touched her arm. She released a sigh and opened her hand. The seeds she was spreading were caught by her sigh and scattered on the wind.
This will not be my best work, she thought with a touch of resignation.
“Angeni, you know it is forbidden to interfere with the world of people,” he quietly admonished.
“I know,” she replied, refusing to look at him.
He stepped in front of her. “You are going to see him again. Why?” he murmured.
“I don’t know,” she confessed.
“Father will be furious,” he warned.
She laughed and looked at him with twinkling eyes. “When isn’t he? Besides, Mother will soothe him,” she playfully retorted.
Dyami shook his head. “Out of all of us, I never expected you to be the rebel,” he grudgingly confessed.
“I have my moments,” she teased.
“I’ll do my best to keep Father distracted until you come back to your senses,” he muttered.
Angeni hovered over the burned ground and watched as her brother transformed back into an eagle and flew away. Her focus returned to the scorched earth and she sighed again. She truly hoped that Dyami was successful, otherwise cleaning up the mess might take a while.
She looked up at the clear sky. “Huyana, I need you,” she called.
A cloud formed over the scorched area where she spread the wildflower seeds and a gentle rain began to fall. The cloud dissolved after a few minutes. Satisfied that the seeds would have the ash from the fire to feed them and the water from her sister to help wash them into the soil, she turned her attention to the canyon where Aditsan waited.
“Aditsan, I’m coming,” she whispered, her soft call riding on the wind.
Aditsan treaded water and swiveled as a breeze blew across the water. He closed his eyes and listened. Above the sound of the waterfall he caught the faint murmur of his name.
The soft caress of hands on his shoulders startled him. He opened his eyes. Angeni’s shining brown eyes stared back at him with an expression that took his breath away.
“You came back,” he murmured.
She smiled at him. “I promised I would,” she gently replied.
His arms wrapped around her waist and he drew her against his body. His breath hissed out when her bare flesh caressed his. He captured her lips, parting them.
Her hands threaded through his hair and she opened for him. His tongue tangled with hers while he slid his hands down to cup her bare buttocks. Her legs parted and wrapped around his waist.
The brush of his full cock against her soft curls pulled a moan of desire from him. He released her lips and stared into her eyes. She returned his unwavering gaze.
“I want to be with you,” he said.
Her expression softened and she traced his face with her fingers. “Yes,” she murmured.
His arms tightened around her for a brief moment when she lowered her legs. He slid his hand up and grasped her hand, afraid to let her go in case she disappeared. Together, they swam to shore and slowly walked out of the water.
Aditsan paused when she stopped. A flash of uncertainty hit him that she had changed her mind. She smiled at him before looking up at the sky and whispered a soft request.
A gust of warm wind suddenly surrounded them, pulling the moisture from their bodies before disappearing. He reached out and touched the silky strands of her hair as they fell around her. Once again, he wondered if he was hallucinating.
“Angeni.”
“I wish to be with you, Aditsan,” she said, caressing his cheek.
His fingers tightened around hers and he drew her close. Bending, he swept her off her feet and carried her over to the pallet of blankets. He tenderly lowered her down to the soft bed, covering her body with his.
Her hands framed his face and she lifted her head to capture his lips. A shudder of need ran through him when her legs parted and the tip of his cock brushed against her soft mound. He slipped his hand down and wrapped it around his full shaft.
A low moan slipped from him when Angeni lifted her hips and rubbed against him. The tip of his cock slid between her soft folds. He released his grip on his cock and slid his arm under her. Her fingers gently scraped against his scalp as her tongue fought with his in a primitive mating dance.
Aditsan fought to keep control as he slowly impaled Angeni. He wanted to savor their first time together, but his body and mind were already in meltdown. The touch of her hands sliding across his flesh sent shock waves along his nerve endings. Her tight channel was slick with their combined desire and wrapped around his cock like a warm blanket on a freezing night.
His breathing quickened when he encountered the thin barrier. Shocked, he pulled back and gazed down at her. She returned his gaze.
“Angeni—” he breathed.
“Take me, Aditsan,” she whispered.
She moved in a slow sensuous undulation. The satin brush of her inner thighs slid along his and she wrapped her legs around his, locking them together. The movement opened her completely to him. He kept his eyes focused on her face and rocked his hips forward, breaking through the barrier and joining them as one.
Her lips parted in a gasp. He bowed his head and captured the sound. He remained still, giving her body time to adjust to his until her soft, impatient whimper and the slight movement of her hips showed him that she was ready.
The thin control he was trying to maintain splintered into a million pieces as intense pleasure swept through him. He rained kisses along her lips, cheek, and neck as he drove into her. The friction between their bodies heated his blood. Angeni’s soft moans and desperate whispers were music to his ears. Her hands feverishly touched him. He groaned when she nipped his shoulder, at the same time grabbing his ass. Her legs were now wrapped around his waist and he swore the tip of his cock was touching her womb. The tingling started low and built up until he was sure he would go mad.
It was Angeni’s loud cry of release, the way her body stiffened under his, and the way her sweet moist depths fisted him, pulsing and greedily begging for his seed, that pushed him over the edge. His cry mixed with hers in the narrow canyon, swirling on the wind and rising upward to the heavens.
The muscles in his throat stood out as he pushed his shaft as far as he could into her. His body hummed with satisfaction as his hot cum poured into her. A shudder ran through both of their bodies when his cock jerked inside her as her pulsing depths tightly squeezed him, demanding every drop of his desire.
His arms trembled, and afraid that he would collapse on her, he carefully rolled them until she lay on top. A deep sigh of contentment slipped from him. He blindly stared up at the cliff. With their bodies still joined, the aftershocks of their lovemaking continued to grip him.
He caressed her back down to the curve of her buttocks and up again. Her long hair spread out around them like a curtain. A satisfied smile curved his lips when she rubbed her cheek against his chest and sighed with pleasure.
“Is this a dream?” he quietly mused aloud.
She giggled and leaned up so that she could see his face. “I will have to ask my sister. She is the dream weaver,” she replied.
The mention of her sister and the memory of Angeni’s own extraordinary powers sent a shaft of fear through him. She must have sensed his unease because she started to pull away. His arms tightened around her and he leaned up to kiss her.