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Love's True Path	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N– I, Sin, wrote chapter Thirty-Five without Alexia’s help, therefore making the chapters on AFF of chapter off from now on from Love’s True Path on Pomme De Sange. Happy Reading!

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Sara rubbed her arms up and down her arms. She seemed to have gotten the coldest room in the house. She'd been lonely so Elias had come over to see her.

Elias smiled as he came back in the room, carrying sodas. "So... Aunt Mika's been rather cruel lately, insisting I learn to dance..."

She smiled. "Well, you are taking me to prom and I want to dance." She sat down on her bed. Jase and Nathaniel were wonderful for having taken her in. She owed them and Mika a lot.

"Well, she gave up. She's calling Asher and Jean-Claude in to help me..." Elias paused. "They started mumbling about some lady named Keela..."

Sara laughed. "That's like using an a bomb to kill some ants. Oh, and Mika told me about Keela."

"But who is she?" Elias blinked. "I'm so out of the loop."

"She's the lady playing the piano at the wedding. Asher and Jean-Claude have a crush on her." She set her soda onto the small table next to the bed.

Elias stared. "Both of them?"

Sara laughed and laid back on the bed. "Yes, both of them."

"But... how?"

"A threesome."

He blinked again, gulping. "Oh."

She giggled. "You're so cute when you're flustered."

"I am not. Cute... or flustered. I just... but how...?" Elias' eyes glazed over. "Oh."

Sara laughed at him. "See. You're so cute."

He blushed. "Thanks..."

She smiled at him. "You can sit down if you want."

"Oh!" He sat on the bed, rubbing a hand over his face.

"Something wrong, Elias?" Sara asked.

"Well... no. I'm just..." He shook his head, looking down.

"Just what?" She asked concerned.

"I'm stressed about everything..." Elias sighed, setting his glass next to hers

Sara wrapped her arms around him. "I know you're worried about the stalker."

"He's a freak, Sara... He's terrifying..."Elias hugged her back.

"I'm sorry he's putting you through this." She kissed his neck.

Elias shrugged. "Aunt Mika's more stressed than I've ever seen her... she's scared..."

"Maybe you can do something special for her then." Sara suggested.

"She hardly lets me out of the house, Sara. And Richard's freaked. I think he's pissed at her for not telling..." He laid back on the bed, sighing heavily.

"She's worried about you. So am I." She laid down next to him. "Maybe you can cook her dinner. It'll make her happy."

"I tried. She booted me out of the kitchen..." He glanced at her. "She lets off steam through cooking. I'm going to gain a million pounds with all the cakes and pies..."

Sara rubbed her hand over his stomach. "You look fine to me. You'll just have to work out."

"You just want to see me get sweaty." He stuck his tongue out at her.

"Always." She smiled at him.

Elias laughed. "So... you want to dance at a dance. That's... odd." He winked, changing to a happier topic.

"What else would we be doing? Sneaking off to have sex in the back of a car?" Sara raised an eyebrow.

He blushed. "Well, I don't know. I've never *been* to a dance..."

"Ah, I guess I'll be your first then." She laughed.

He rolled so he was on his side, leaning over her. "Mmhm..." He bent his head, kissing her.

Sara wrapped her arms around Elias' neck. "I love you."

"I love you too." He smiled. "I can't wait to see you all dressed up... all the other girls are going to die of envy..."

She smiled at him. "I won't even notice. I'll be busy staring at you a dressed to the nines."

Elias laughed. "You think I'll look good in a suit, huh?"

Sara ran a ran down his chest. "I think you'll look amazing."

His abdomen tightened. "Um... thanks. I know you will..."

She smiled at him. "You're poking me, Elias." She laughed softly.

"You did it." He rolled his eyes. "Your touch is like fire, and I'm not supposed to get hard when you pet me like that?"

Sara kissed him. "Watch out or I'll burn you."

He moved, pulling her on top of him so she straddled his hardness. "Hmm... I don't know. You get awful wet too..."

"How would you know?" She purred, rubbing herself against him.

"Because... one of the best moments of my life was touching you there." He kissed her.

Sara blushed. "I also fled your house that night."

"It was still amazing, Sara. I love you... I love touching you... I like giving you pleasure..." He frowned. "Is that wrong?"

"Not at all." She kissed him and slid her tongue across his bottom lip.

He shivered, kissing her and letting his tongue caress hers.

Sara slid a hand under his shirt, feeling the muscles of his stomach and chest.

"Sara..." He moaned, slipping a hand up her side.

"Yes?" She kissed his neck.

He shook his head. "It's not fair... to you..."

"What do you mean?" Sara asked.

"You... I just feel like an ass." He groaned, tilting his head back to look at the wall. Damn it.

"Why do you feel like an ass?" She stroked his face.

"Well, you give me all of this pleasure, and I do nothing for you..." He looked at her, unsure how to say what he meant.

Sara kissed him. "I know that you feel like all you do is take, but you'll make it up to me."

He looked away. He doubted that. He'd messed up last time, horridly.

"Last time wasn't your fault. I was dealing with my mom and stuff." She made him look at her. "I want to try again."

"Sara, I don't even know what to do! With guys, it's easy... jerk it a few times, and splat! Girls..." Elias shook his head, eyes shining. God, how stupid was that? "I want to be good for you..."

"You'll do fine. I'll help you out." Sara smiled. "I want you, Elias."

"You're sure?" He bit his lip.

She nodded. "Positive."

Elias kissed her softly, cupping her face.

Sara smiled as warmth spread through her.

Hesitantly, he placed his hand on her side, not too high, not too low. Proper.

"You can touch me how you want, Elias." She kissed him.

Elias nibbled her lower lip as his hand slipped up to her breast.

She shivered. His hand felt so good as he caressed her breast.

His thumb circled her nipple, and he pulled back from the kiss to watch it harden.

Sara bit the inside of her cheek.

"Can I?" He tugged at her shirt.

She pulled the shirt up over her head.

"Jesus, Sara..." He stared at her bra, gulping. "This... you're..." He mentally smacked himself. Oaf. Sentence. Now! "You're so pretty..."

Sara laughed. "You're adorable when you can't form sentences." She kissed him.

He moaned into her mouth, his hand slipping beneath her bra to caress her. God, he was hard...

She pressed herself against his hand as she deepened the kiss.

He tweaked her nipple gently, kissing down her throat.

Sara moaned. She buried a hand in his hair.

"Damn, I love that sound..." He whispered, licking along her collar bone.

She undid her bra and let it fall to the bed.

He laughed, meeting her gaze as he slowly licked her nipple.

Sara pressed against his erection. "Are you laughing at me?"

"Shit... no... I..." He bit his lower lip. "Don't do that."

She rolled her hips. "Do what?" She asked innocently.

"That!" He grabbed her hips, stilling them before deciding turnabout was fair play and sucked her nipple into his mouth.

She gasped and ground against him.

He nibbled carefully with his teeth, licking the hard bud.

Sara grabbed his shoulders. She decided to fight back. She slid a hand under his shirt and stroked his chest.

Elias thrust up against her core, his hand moving to her fly as he switched breasts.

She ground against him, moaning as she did so.

Flicking his tongue over her nipple, Elias slowly undid the button and zipper.

Sara bit her lip to keep from crying out.

Hmm... that seemed to work. He smiled slightly, and repeated it as he slipped a hand into her pants.

"Elias." She moaned against his mouth as she kissed him.

"Hm?" He pressed the flat of his palm against her softly, testing to see if he was moving too fast.

She slid her tongue into his mouth.

Gently, he parted her folds, spreading her wetness.

Sara gasped. It felt so good having him touch her like that.

Biting his lip, he pressed the tip of a finger into her.

She moved back a bit so he could slid the finger into her.

"Shit, you're so tight and hot..." He nearly came in his pants at the thought of it being his cock in her and not his finger.

She kissed his neck. "It's all because of you."

He moaned softly. "Don't... I want this to be for you." Elias pulled his hand away and moved, setting her on the bed.

Sara looked at him. "But you're the one who makes me feel this way, Elias."

"Mmhm... and I want to play some more. You can after." He smirked, slipping off the rest of her clothes. "Alright?"

She bit her lip and nodded.

He kissed her gently. "Tell me what feels good, and what doesn't, all right?"

"Alright." Sara managed as he kissed her.

Gently, he pressed her thighs open, looking at her. Elias traced her with a finger, biting his lip.

She pressed against his hand, wanting more.

He smiled at her, slipping a finger in as his thumb found the bud at the top of her sex, teasing it.

She gasped. She liked the way he touched her.

"That's good?" Elias's voice was deep, husky.

Sara nodded. "Very good."

Slowly he began to pump his finger in and out of her, adding another to her tight passage. She just kept getting wetter, and he press his fingers over where the books and sites online said the 'g-spot' was. God, he hoped they were right...

She cried out, arching her back. She grabbed the sheets so keep from touching him. He wanted to give her this.

Damn. God, that was sexy... he was so hard... but this was for her. He licked his lips, remembering how good her wetness had tasted when he'd licked it from his fingers. Leaning down, he lapped shyly at her clit.

Sara moaned his name as she came suddenly. It felt so much better than when she did it herself. "Elias..."

He gently laved her clit, loving the way her body clenched around his fingers. He wanted it to again...

"Elias, I don't think I can take anymore." God, she couldn't even breathe normally.

"Once more..." He murmured, dipping his tongue inside of her before he slipped his fingers in again.

Sara grabbed his shoulder, She came again soon after.

Elias moaned, loving this as he licked at her wetness.

She pulled Elias up and kissed him. "No more. I surrender."

He pouted. "But..."

"But it'll kill me if you keep at it."

He sighed. "I suppose... God, you taste good."

"Next time." She kissed him again and smiled.

Elias kissed her back, smiling. "I love the noises you make. I think I'm addicted..."

She snorted. "I'm getting dressed."

He quirked a brow. “Laughing at me?”

Sara rolled her eyes. "Never." She got dressed.

Grinning, he pulled her to him. "I love you, Sara."

"I love you too Elias." She kissed him.

He hugged her, resting his forehead on hers.

"It's almost time for you to go." She said.

"I know." He scowled. "I don't want to. This sucks."

"Hopefully it'll all be over soon."

"I know." Elias sighed. "Will you... are you coming back home then?"

"After that guy is gone...yes." Sara smiled at him.

He smiled. "Richard is going to get him..." He paused, "Though I think he's mad at Aunt Mika..."

"For not telling him." She said. "He was so scared when he found out."

"Yeah." He shrugged. "It's just we all wanted to get away from it, you know? Just move on..."

"I can understand that." Sara said softly. She glanced over at the door where her birth certificate was.

Sara waved goodbye to Elias as Mika drove off.

Nathaniel smiled at Sara, then shook his head. "Look... I really don't want to know... I really don't want to butt in... and if you tell anyone, I'll be very dead indeed..." The were babbled.

"Nathaniel, you and Jase have done so much for me, but I need a favor." Sara said sitting down at the kitchen table.

"Wait thirty seconds, alright?" Biting his lip, he handed the teen a small brown paper bag. "Play safe."

Sara banged her head on the table as she laughed. "Nathaniel, we're have this speech from Mika. I think we'll be ok."

"Yeah, but I don't think she gave you condoms."

"Thanks." She looked over at him. "But I think we're putting off having sex."

"Well, when you're ready." He shrugged.

Sara sat up. "I wanted to ask Mika for help finding my father, but she has enough to worry about. So will you help me instead?"

Nathaniel paused, then shrugged his broad shoulders again. "Sure. What can I do?"

"I need to find Micah Callahan. He's my father and I'd like to meet him maybe even get to know him."

Nathaniel, the poor innocent leopard he was, had just taken a sip of water when he heard his Nimir Raj's name pass Sara's lips. He choked, coughing hard.

She jumped up and patted the leopard's back. "Hey you ok?"

Tears ran down Nathaniel's face, and he nodded. "I... Micah?!"

"Do you know him?!" Sara asked him.

He swallowed. "Micah's my Nimir Raj..."

"Your what?" She raised an eyebrow.

"He is the leopard king..." Nathaniel shook his head. "How... Micah's fixed!"

"Well, he wasn't always fixed, was he?" She said. "He signed my birth certificate."

"Damn. This... wow..."

"So my father is a leopard, like you?"

Nathaniel nodded slowly. "Except... a LOT more dominant."

Sara sat down. "I want to meet him." She felt tears burning her eyes. She wasn't sure how she felt about it all, but Micah deserved to know she was alive.

"My mom must have married my dad right after I was born and took his last name or else I think Micah would have found us."

Nathaniel moved, hugging her. "I'm sure Micah will be very happy to hear that you're alright. He's really great."

"I hope so." Sara buried her face in his chest.

He rubbed her back, smiling. "He's going to be thrilled." Anita... was going to be pissed.

"I'm scared Nathaniel."

"I know, sweetie." He looked into her eyes. "But Micah really is one of the best you could hope for in a father. He's... amazing."

"Can you call him? I mean if he's not busy." Sara fidgeted.

"Now, hun?" He reached for the phone.

"It's just I was lied to my whole life and he has a right to know I'm alive." She said softly as tears ran down her face.

He kissed her cheek. "Of course, sweetie. Sit down. I'll get you some chocolate cake and milk." He dialed Micah's number, pressing the phone between his ear and shoulder.

Sara ate the cake slowly as Nathaniel talked on the phone.

"Anita, hi, it's Nathaniel... May I please speak to Micah?"

Anita sneered and passed the phone to Micah.

Micah sighed. "Hello, Nathaniel."

"Micah... I've a rather important question for you... and you might want to get someplace where Anita can't hear you..."

Micah headed into another room. "Has something happened Nathaniel?"

"Well... I wanted to know if you knew a Becky Palmer." The submissive leopard asked, using the name Sara had given him.

Micah nearly dropped the phone. "She was my fiancée when I got attacked."

"Did you have a daughter with her? Sara?"

He had to sit down. "Yes. I left the hospital after she was born to get some sleep and Becky took her and ran away. She left a note saying she didn't want a freak to raise her child." He paused. "How do you know this, Nathaniel?"

"Because... Sara is sitting in my kitchen."

Micah sat there stunned. "Sara...is with you...?" No, it couldn't be possible. He'd been looking for Sara for years.

"Yeah. She just got her birth certificate, Micah... She's looking for you."

He rubbed a hand over his face. "God, this can't be real."

Nathaniel swallowed, hearing the emotion in his Nimir Raj's voice. "We were wondering if you would come have dinner, Micah."

"Yes, I will be there." His voice was raw with emotion.

"Micah... please. Don't bring Anita. I don't think-"

"I wouldn't bring her." Micah said harshly. Anita had been getting worse and worse. "She is losing it, Nathaniel."

"I'm sorry, Nimi Raj." Nathaniel said submissively, looking down.

"No, I am sorry for being so harsh." He sighed. "I took my feelings out on you. Forgive me."

"Of course. I don't blame you. I'll have dinner done at six, and Sara should have her homework done as well."

"Good. I shall see you then. Goodbye, Nathaniel." He hung up.

Nathaniel hung up the phone and looked at Sara. "He'll be here."

Sara was trembling. "Good. I'll go do my homework." She went to her room.
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