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Lunarian Salvation	By : debolick Category: A through F > Feral Warrior Series Views: 1761 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Freyanna is my creation. Though names are changed mostly, I don't own Pam Palmer's Feral Warrior Series or Karen Moning's Highlander and Fever Series. I make no money from this story.

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Pamela Palmer is the author of the Feral Warrior Novels upon which this story is based. I in no way own these characters but did borrow them for your entertainment only. Freyanna is my creation.
Freyanna slipped into the nightgown Patience had found and turned back the bed. Just as she finished and was getting in someone knocked lightly on the door. Before she could answer, Cougar slipped in closing and locking the door behind him.
Cougar approached Freyanna on bare, soundless feet. The play of the muscles in his naked, golden torso fascinated Freyanna. Cougar’s sweats were tied provocatively low on his hips, the golden hair leading down into his pants where a bulge was growing. Freyanna felt weak with her desire, nearly unable to breathe. All she wanted to do was pull his pants down and devour his cock. The heat and wetness spilled from her core. Her breasts ached as her nipples became hard wanton peaks demanding to be suckled.
Cougar smelled the arousal and heat he stirred in Freyanna. His gaze took in the pointed nipples poking through the nightgown, how her face flushed and her breathing increased. When her lips parted, Cougar needed no other invitation. He pulled her tight into him and took possession of her mouth. His hands made short work of her gown. One hand then cupped her bottom and pulled her mound against his burgeoning member. The other hand massaged, rolled and plucked her berry colored nipples. I could feast on her mouth alone, he thought before Freyanna’s hands pushed his sweats down and one hand grasped his aching cock. At that point any thought was entirely centered on getting inside Freyanna.
Freyanna stroked Cougar’s cock from stem to tip, swirling her finger over the head, then back. Then she broke the kiss, dropped to her knees and pushed his sweats off as the hand on his penis guided him to her lips. She tortured him with one lick, then two, and then a swirl and flutter under the sensitive underside before taking him fully into her mouth. She loved the taste of Cougar’s aroused flesh.
As Cougar shivered and moaned, Freyanna sucked him in deep and then pulled back against the suction. Her left hand rubbed his shaft in time with her suck and pull, while her right hand caressed his sac. Occasionally she used her fingernails to gently scrape his balls as she used her teeth to tease Cougar’s rod. Each time she felt he was near release, she grasped the base harder and moved off to terrorize his sac with lips, teeth, tongue, and suction. Just for good measure, she nipped the inside of his thighs and licked to sooth away the sting before returning her attention to his now calmer cock. Freyanna was inflamed by the salty, musky taste of Cougar’s cock. She suckled more and more in until Cougar begged her to stop.
She stood then Cougar leaned her onto the bed so that only her lower back and up to her head were on the bed, The lower half hang off, so that he placed her legs over his arms so he could gaze upon her glistening, wet core. He inhaled Freyanna’s readiness, and then bent his head to lick and suck her enticing pink feminine flesh until she squirmed. When he sensed Freyanna was near orgasm he would back off only to return to torture her engorged clit with his tongue and teeth and then stab his tongue deep into her hungry channel.
After the third near orgasm, Freyanna was begging for Cougar to let her come. He let her orgasm then drove her up again. As she started to go over again, Cougar stood and with her legs still over his arms and buried his cock to the hilt in her spasming core.
Cougar set a fast pace. He was sure if he didn’t come soon he would die and probably with blue balls. The boys had never been so tight, nor had his cock ever been this exquisitely and painfully hard. As he kissed and suckled Freyanna’s breasts, she came hard. The rhythmic waves set off his own explosion. The ejaculation of sperm went on and on, orgasm after orgasm, spurring another orgasm.
When at last the torrent finished and their quaking slowed, Cougar lifted Freyanna and without withdrawing laid them both on the bed. Even though he was exhausted, Cougar couldn’t stop stroking Freyanna’s hair, her back, her bottom, her legs, her arms, her breasts. He kissed her hair, the side of her face, and her neck. All the while Freyanna’s hands stroked his chest, his abs, his biceps and triceps, his back, and his buttocks.
Already Cougar felt his desire beginning anew. He was still half-hard and was growing harder by the second. Since he was still in her, Cougar started riding Freyanna. He alternated his pace and the depths of his thrusts until both of them were ready again.
Four more times he took her. Four more times he experienced mind-blowing, extended orgasms, an unusually hard and ever ready cock, and the feel of Freyanna’s multiple releases. Cougar was one very satisfied, very happy, and tired Breed.
At a quarter till twelve, he kissed Freyanna’s head and slipped out of her tight, warm sheath. He forced himself to leave the room, leaving as soundlessly as he had entered. He would have loved to stay longer but needed to shower before he took watch from Wolf. The Breed would probably still be able to smell Freyanna’s delicious scent and the scent of their activities on him despite the shower, but common decency insisted he try to not advertise the pleasure he had experienced in her gentle arms, between her lovely thighs, and at the whim of her luscious mouth. He laughed as he entered the shower. He was hard again. Goddess, I can’t get enough of her and that is not a complaint. Did Anara ever arouse me like this? Somehow I don’t think so.

Freyanna lay there in shock for a few minutes. She knew she was new to love-making, but what she had just experienced was extraordinary. What in the name of all that is holy and divine is happening to me? This is not like me, notlike me at all! Maybe something is wrong with me. Could I have broken something inside myself when I took both men at the clearing? Maybe I didn’t get cleared of all of the Alchemist magic. Maybe the Sorceress did something to one of us after all. Freyanna became increasingly anxious as she thought about the possibilities. Of course, maybe I’m the one changing. Maybe since I have experienced sex, I am becoming some kind of wanton woman.
Shaking off the strange, uneasy thoughts, she decided to get up and bathe and change the sheets. As she changed the sheets all by herself for the first time in her life, she thought, Ooh, I can use the marvelous shower again or maybe soak in the tub, Lissa calls a Jacuzzi. With those warm thoughts she hurried into the bathroom, started the water flowing into the Jacuzzi that looked big enough to swim in nearly, and then added lavender and mint bath salts to the watershe set bubbling with the flip of a switch. Next she lit the small candles Lissa had pointed out when she showed Freyanna the bath and soon the fragrances of lavender, mint, and magnolias scented the air. Freyanna climbed into the steaming fragrant, bubbling water; sat down; and sighed.

Freyanna was totally relaxed when she heard the clearing of a masculine throat at the door. Talon stood there, naked from head to toe, his gorgeous black hair tied back, his penis standing erect, and in one hand he held a bottle of chilled wine and two wine glasses in the other. “Is there room for two in there,” he asked huskily.
Freyanna smiled and slightly breathlessly asked her own question, “I guess that would depend on whether you’re going to share that wine?”
Talon’s grin was enough to set her pulse racing even before he said, “I definitely intend to share. I thought you might even let me wash your back or wherever you desire.”
Freyanna heated up the water magically as Talon poured the wine and joined her in the tub. Talon toasted Freyanna saying, “Here’s to handy magic tricks.”
She added, “…and to cleanliness and sharing.” They laughed and drank.
Talon set his glass to the side, picked up the washcloth, added the lovely, lavender-vanilla scented bath soap, and began washing Freyanna’s back with firm yet gentle circular strokes. Freyanna hugged her knees and sipped the wine as she moaned and enjoyed the back scrub and massage.
After rinsing Freyanna’s back, Talon re-soaped the rag and moved behind her so she sat between his legs where she could feel the effect bathing her was having on Talon. With her glass set out of the way, Talon then set to thoroughly washing Freyanna’s arms, and artfully caressing her breasts and throbbing nipples. (The poor things wanted Talon’s full attention.) He took his time before using the cloth to wash her stomach as he kissed her neck and shoulders.
Talon conveniently lost the washcloth and had to soap his hand to wash Freyanna’s mound. He methodically set about driving Freyanna insane with desire. Circuitously, he washed her entire bottom, paying careful attention to tease her erogenous areas and not allow completion. When he finally gave her what her body wanted he inserted two fingers into her vagina and used his thumb to apply friction and pressure to her swollen, eager clit.
Talon turned Freyanna to face him before she could come and lifted her over his shaft. He then took fierce custody of her mouth. He claimed ownership with lips, with tongue, and with teeth as she lowered herself slowly onto his pulsating member. Goddess, don’t let me come yet. She’s so tight, so wet, so sweet. More, I need more, he thought.
That was the last he thought as she rode him. She practiced tightening her inner muscles as she lifted nearly off him, before sinking back down, swiveling her hips to grind him in deeper, and repeating the process. She leaned her head back as she approached her climax and felt his mouth trace her throat before Talon licked a path to her sensitive and shameless nipples. Finally, they received the suckling the unabashedly peaked flesh wanted.
Talon moved one hand down Freyanna’s stomach to her mound where he began a relentless attack on her clit. Freyanna shattered. The intense orgasm pulled Talon into his own. He filled her with spurt after spurt of his seed. The pleasure bordered on pain as the orgasm lasted far longer than a normal orgasm ever would.
They clung together for some minutes trying to find their breath. Touching and caressing each other was only serving to renew the burn, the fire that would only die down with their releases.
Talon carried Freyanna from the now tepid Jacuzzi he had started draining into the shower where they began washing each other again. The result was the same. Talon took her against the shower’s tile wall.
After the last cleaning, they stumbled from the shower, toweled each other off and made it as far as the bathroom counter, before Talon had to taste Freyanna’s cunt again. Pleased with her responsiveness, Talon found himself riding her. Goddess, I can’t get enough of her. So good, so-so good, Oh Goddess!” he thought as he came for the third time. Talon expected to be tired but felt unbelievably energized and was still eager for more.
Freyanna led him to the bed, pushed him down, and after kissing him she worked her way down to suck his cock and balls as she had Cougar’s only hours earlier. After refusing to let him come several times she needed to have him buried inside as deep as possible. She moved up and lowered herself onto him. She rode fast and hard, but couldn’t get him deep enough. Finally she pulled herself off and moved onto her stomach. Talon placed pillows under her hips to position her better and allow maximum penetration as he teased her pussy with his tongue. When she was whimpering he plunged in, deep, and hard, fast and furious. With one hand pulling her hips back into his thrusts, the other sought out her clit. Freyanna swore she felt him hitting her womb and as they came simultaneously with his shout mixing with her scream of pleasure, she felt his seed pulsing into her womb. The pulsing of her cunt kept pulling more and more seed from Talon. Each of them experienced multiple climaxes and cosmic release.
For the second time in her life, Freyanna fainted. Talon collapsed as well. When he came to, Talon moved them both up in the bed, covered them, pulled Freyanna into his side, and they both slept until noon the next day.
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