Windswept - Yezall Strongheart (inspirational novels .TXT) 📗
- Author: Yezall Strongheart
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“It’s imperative that you are pure, it’s true. Although I have been with other women I can only pass power to one. I can only imagine it will be much the same.” Kaneck set Zylena back from him. He reclined and held out his arms to her. “Come to me, Zylena.”
Zylena leaned down and was enveloped in his arms. Her lips met Kaneck’s lips softly at first then as he drew her close the kiss deepened. It was intoxicating; she found she enjoyed the sensations coursing through her body. It seemed natural for him to remove her clothing along with his own. She could hear her breath, as well as his, quicken. He made guttural noises deep in his throat that made her shutter with delight. To her surprise, she made similar noises. Zylena was short of breath, feeling like she was running uphill. She was in a rush to get there, for something wonderful awaited her, although she had no idea what that was.
Kaneck touched and manipulated her body to make sure she was ready to receive him. He had anticipated it would be much the same as it had been with other women but he couldn’t have been more wrong. He wanted her more than anything he had ever wanted. He had to curtail himself so he wouldn’t rush her but she seemed to be in tune with him perfectly.
She opened her eyes and held his face in her hands, “Please…” was all she said.
Kaneck needed no further sign she was ready. He moved over her, taking in her beauty, her innocence. Zylena lay beneath him waiting. Covering her mouth with his, he entered her gently at first then forced his way in until he was fully engulfed.
Zylena hands were on his shoulders; they tightened into claws and ripped at his flesh. She screamed into his mouth. She was shocked at the flash of pain, then the soothing of the pain by Kaneck’s movements within her. She released her grip on his shoulder and her hands fluttered over the muscles working in his back. She again felt the urgency she felt before. She ceased to rationalize it. She embraced it. The sudden release and explosion of sensations caused her to yell out again, no words, just sound.
Kaneck was oblivious to the pain in his shoulder. What he was aware of, was that this transcended anything he had ever had with any other woman. When Zylena yelled her release he followed; passing the power. He collapsed slightly to the side of her, and then held her until their breathing returned to normal.
Zylena was the first to speak, “And now?”
Kaneck sighed and turned to face her. “And now…. We are done.”
“Oh no we aren’t, you are taking me to Tivolty.” Zylena rose and gathered her clothes.
Kaneck smiled, obviously happy with her decision, “Really?” He quickly grabbed for his clothes.
Zylena stood at the opening to the tent, “Are we…back? I don’t want to step out into ‘er whatever.”
“Yes, you are home.” Kaneck laughed.
As they emerged from the tent, Kaneck voice rang out, “We are Elemental Mates!” His companions came over to congratulate him. Cheers could be heard from the townspeople, they would have protection from the wind.
Zylena stood looking embarrassed and feeling slightly wanton. She was glad most of them had no idea what went on between her and Kaneck.
Kaneck put his arm around her shoulder and motioned her away from the gathering. “Let’s go get your things.”
They walked toward her home and he gave her further news. The other men didn’t find anyone acceptable and would they be moving on to the next village. Just the two of them would be heading back to Tivolty. They would rest this afternoon and travel at night when it was cooler.
Zylena’s mother waited at the doorway of their home as they approached. She was smiling. When they stood next to each other she took Zylena in her arms, “You are leaving, aren’t you?”
Zylena just nodded.
Theola gave them food and left them to rest. She spent the rest of the afternoon gathering things for them to take with them.
The sun started its downward spiral and the day began to cool. That signaled the time for travel. After packing the necessary things, which meant leaving some things behind, they stood outside, poised to begin the journey. Zylena’s mother watched them go, watching until the darkness and distance took them.
They both rode on Kaneck’s horse and had to travel light. Most of Zylena’s personal things were left behind. Her mother had packed food and water for them, besides that there was little else. Kaneck had a small pack and a bed roll.
They traveled most of the night, passing the time by talking. She even told him of her plans to find her father. Zylena was surprised to find out that Kaneck could sing rather well. She kept the secret she knew how to play an instrument. As morning was about to dawn, they reached a ridge.
“Your new home awaits, Madam.” Kaneck threw an arm out, motioning over the ridge to the other side.
Zylena leaned to the side around him and stared in wonder. She could see the steeples of the cathedral above the fortress; just like he had told her about.. “Its beautiful…..” She could see the pride and happiness in his features. She decided to have some fun. “I just thought it would be bigger…”
He quickly turned around at the waist to see her face; he looked confused until he saw the smile on her face. “You will make life interesting.” He said, almost under his breath. “So, we could be there by night fall or arrive early morning if we rest.”
They had skirted the dunes of the desert and remained in an area with vegetation. She looked around and saw a shaded area. The sun’s heat would still be harsh so it would be best to rest.
They feed, watered, and groomed Kaneck’s horse before thinking of themselves. After making sure the horse was in the shade, they opened the food her mother had packed for them. They talked more while they ate. Zylena was growing fond of Kaneck, not in the way she thought she would. Regardless of what had transpired she felt no love, but a deep friendship.
Kaneck rolled out the bed roll in the shade of a large rock. “I’m sorry we’ll have to share.”
Zylena fully expected Kaneck to want her again but he rolled to one side and went to sleep. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that and it kept her awake thinking about it longer than it should have.
Cool evening breezes woke them. They packed their belongings quickly and started on the last leg of their journey. She kept an eye on the distant fortress watching it grow bigger with every hour. Strangely they did very little talking this time.
Kaneck was telling her she would be assigned a room in the Keep of Lord Tristan for now. They would take care of her until she completed tasks and earned enough money to be on her own. She didn’t like the sound of that.
He was about to tell her she could always come and live with him. He was having trouble getting the words out, he wasn’t sure why. Suddenly from behind a rock, three men jumped out in front of them. Two more stood up brushing sand off they had used to hide beneath. The first three had bows with arrows notched, ready to fly
“We’ll be takin’ the girl.” One of the men who had hid beneath the sand spoke up. The other moved forward.
Zylena was startled, as was the horse, which reared up. She almost slid off, but she clung to Kaneck. As the one man moved forward, her body began to shake and she felt a power well up inside her. The sand in front of them rose and swirled, the men were driven back. The three with bow and arrows released the arrows but without aim they were harmless. The swirling continued, becoming more violent, the men no longer visible. Screams could be heard beyond the veil of sand.
Kaneck slowly turned in the saddle to look at Zylena, who had determined look on her face. She shook slightly with her eyes fixed, as if she were in a trance. He yelled her name several times over the roar of the sand storm. Her eyes closed and she fell limp across his back. He reached around to hold her with one hand. The silence was almost deafening. Kaneck realized the wind had died down and the sand had fallen. The men now visible looked as if sand paper had scrubbed their clothing and skin; the clothing shredded and their skin bleeding profusely. Turning his attention back to Zylena he shook her gently calling her name.
She regained consciousness with a jolt. She looked scared, “What just happened?!”
Are you alright?” Kaneck asked with concern in his voice.
“Yes” She looked before them at the moaning lumps of flesh the bandits were reduced to. “I did that…”
“Yes you did.” Kaneck said in disbelief. He spurred the horse into motion. “We have to hurry now.”
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Zylena leaned down and was enveloped in his arms. Her lips met Kaneck’s lips softly at first then as he drew her close the kiss deepened. It was intoxicating; she found she enjoyed the sensations coursing through her body. It seemed natural for him to remove her clothing along with his own. She could hear her breath, as well as his, quicken. He made guttural noises deep in his throat that made her shutter with delight. To her surprise, she made similar noises. Zylena was short of breath, feeling like she was running uphill. She was in a rush to get there, for something wonderful awaited her, although she had no idea what that was.
Kaneck touched and manipulated her body to make sure she was ready to receive him. He had anticipated it would be much the same as it had been with other women but he couldn’t have been more wrong. He wanted her more than anything he had ever wanted. He had to curtail himself so he wouldn’t rush her but she seemed to be in tune with him perfectly.
She opened her eyes and held his face in her hands, “Please…” was all she said.
Kaneck needed no further sign she was ready. He moved over her, taking in her beauty, her innocence. Zylena lay beneath him waiting. Covering her mouth with his, he entered her gently at first then forced his way in until he was fully engulfed.
Zylena hands were on his shoulders; they tightened into claws and ripped at his flesh. She screamed into his mouth. She was shocked at the flash of pain, then the soothing of the pain by Kaneck’s movements within her. She released her grip on his shoulder and her hands fluttered over the muscles working in his back. She again felt the urgency she felt before. She ceased to rationalize it. She embraced it. The sudden release and explosion of sensations caused her to yell out again, no words, just sound.
Kaneck was oblivious to the pain in his shoulder. What he was aware of, was that this transcended anything he had ever had with any other woman. When Zylena yelled her release he followed; passing the power. He collapsed slightly to the side of her, and then held her until their breathing returned to normal.
Zylena was the first to speak, “And now?”
Kaneck sighed and turned to face her. “And now…. We are done.”
“Oh no we aren’t, you are taking me to Tivolty.” Zylena rose and gathered her clothes.
Kaneck smiled, obviously happy with her decision, “Really?” He quickly grabbed for his clothes.
Zylena stood at the opening to the tent, “Are we…back? I don’t want to step out into ‘er whatever.”
“Yes, you are home.” Kaneck laughed.
As they emerged from the tent, Kaneck voice rang out, “We are Elemental Mates!” His companions came over to congratulate him. Cheers could be heard from the townspeople, they would have protection from the wind.
Zylena stood looking embarrassed and feeling slightly wanton. She was glad most of them had no idea what went on between her and Kaneck.
Kaneck put his arm around her shoulder and motioned her away from the gathering. “Let’s go get your things.”
They walked toward her home and he gave her further news. The other men didn’t find anyone acceptable and would they be moving on to the next village. Just the two of them would be heading back to Tivolty. They would rest this afternoon and travel at night when it was cooler.
Zylena’s mother waited at the doorway of their home as they approached. She was smiling. When they stood next to each other she took Zylena in her arms, “You are leaving, aren’t you?”
Zylena just nodded.
Theola gave them food and left them to rest. She spent the rest of the afternoon gathering things for them to take with them.
The sun started its downward spiral and the day began to cool. That signaled the time for travel. After packing the necessary things, which meant leaving some things behind, they stood outside, poised to begin the journey. Zylena’s mother watched them go, watching until the darkness and distance took them.
They both rode on Kaneck’s horse and had to travel light. Most of Zylena’s personal things were left behind. Her mother had packed food and water for them, besides that there was little else. Kaneck had a small pack and a bed roll.
They traveled most of the night, passing the time by talking. She even told him of her plans to find her father. Zylena was surprised to find out that Kaneck could sing rather well. She kept the secret she knew how to play an instrument. As morning was about to dawn, they reached a ridge.
“Your new home awaits, Madam.” Kaneck threw an arm out, motioning over the ridge to the other side.
Zylena leaned to the side around him and stared in wonder. She could see the steeples of the cathedral above the fortress; just like he had told her about.. “Its beautiful…..” She could see the pride and happiness in his features. She decided to have some fun. “I just thought it would be bigger…”
He quickly turned around at the waist to see her face; he looked confused until he saw the smile on her face. “You will make life interesting.” He said, almost under his breath. “So, we could be there by night fall or arrive early morning if we rest.”
They had skirted the dunes of the desert and remained in an area with vegetation. She looked around and saw a shaded area. The sun’s heat would still be harsh so it would be best to rest.
They feed, watered, and groomed Kaneck’s horse before thinking of themselves. After making sure the horse was in the shade, they opened the food her mother had packed for them. They talked more while they ate. Zylena was growing fond of Kaneck, not in the way she thought she would. Regardless of what had transpired she felt no love, but a deep friendship.
Kaneck rolled out the bed roll in the shade of a large rock. “I’m sorry we’ll have to share.”
Zylena fully expected Kaneck to want her again but he rolled to one side and went to sleep. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that and it kept her awake thinking about it longer than it should have.
Cool evening breezes woke them. They packed their belongings quickly and started on the last leg of their journey. She kept an eye on the distant fortress watching it grow bigger with every hour. Strangely they did very little talking this time.
Kaneck was telling her she would be assigned a room in the Keep of Lord Tristan for now. They would take care of her until she completed tasks and earned enough money to be on her own. She didn’t like the sound of that.
He was about to tell her she could always come and live with him. He was having trouble getting the words out, he wasn’t sure why. Suddenly from behind a rock, three men jumped out in front of them. Two more stood up brushing sand off they had used to hide beneath. The first three had bows with arrows notched, ready to fly
“We’ll be takin’ the girl.” One of the men who had hid beneath the sand spoke up. The other moved forward.
Zylena was startled, as was the horse, which reared up. She almost slid off, but she clung to Kaneck. As the one man moved forward, her body began to shake and she felt a power well up inside her. The sand in front of them rose and swirled, the men were driven back. The three with bow and arrows released the arrows but without aim they were harmless. The swirling continued, becoming more violent, the men no longer visible. Screams could be heard beyond the veil of sand.
Kaneck slowly turned in the saddle to look at Zylena, who had determined look on her face. She shook slightly with her eyes fixed, as if she were in a trance. He yelled her name several times over the roar of the sand storm. Her eyes closed and she fell limp across his back. He reached around to hold her with one hand. The silence was almost deafening. Kaneck realized the wind had died down and the sand had fallen. The men now visible looked as if sand paper had scrubbed their clothing and skin; the clothing shredded and their skin bleeding profusely. Turning his attention back to Zylena he shook her gently calling her name.
She regained consciousness with a jolt. She looked scared, “What just happened?!”
Are you alright?” Kaneck asked with concern in his voice.
“Yes” She looked before them at the moaning lumps of flesh the bandits were reduced to. “I did that…”
“Yes you did.” Kaneck said in disbelief. He spurred the horse into motion. “We have to hurry now.”
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