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Jade and Amethyst Chapter 7

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3669AD and BlazeLucivar

"You want me--to be your--" Giada seemed stunned by the statement, then she slid her hands up his chest and linked them behind his neck. She kissed him gently and lingeringly, and when she pulled away she was smirking. "Took you long enough to decide." Before they could act further, Nashita came back with the desserts. Nashita only grinned upon seeing Giada and Alaric. She went into the other room to get plates and set three fruit tarts on the table. "I didn't know if you'd want anything so I got you one anyway," she said to Alaric, smiling innocently. Alaric cleared his throat and let go of Giada, sitting back down in the chair he had been sitting in earlier. "Thank you," he told the girl before taking a bite. It was not often he ate something other than gems and fish, but he ate the tart that was before him. Giada arched a brow at the little girl, and Nashita giggled. Both sat back down and at their tarts as well. When Nashita had finished her dessert, she ran out of the room and down the hall, giggling. Giada chuckled and shook her head. "What am I going to do with that girl?" Alaric stood and walked back over to Giada, extending his hand to her again so she could pull herself up. "I do not know what you should do with the child, but would you like to take a walk?" Giada took his hand and stood. "A walk would be lovely, Alaric." The man-dragon kept her hand enclosed in his own and led them out the door of her house. "Shall we leave the village or stay here?" Giada chuckled. "I see enough of the village every day. Let's walk outside Soma's boundaries for a little while." "I'd love to," he told Giada as he led her out of the village. He pulled the woman closer to him and slipped his arm around the small of her back as they walked. Giada smiled and slipped her hand around to rest on his back as well. There were more than a few young men who would be disappointed when they returned from their training, but she didn't really care at the moment. Alaric loved to watch the ocean at sunset, and luckily, they had arrived at the coast line just in time to watch the sun go down. The sun was still more than halfway above the horizon when he sat down. He motioned for her to do likewise. "Wow, it's so beautiful," Giada said softly, crossing her legs to sit beside Alaric in the sand. "I rarely get a chance to come out here at sunset." Alaric smiled and pulled Giada closer to him, enjoying the closeness and the contact. "You should come out by my cave more often. I watch the sunset each night before I go to sleep." Giada rested her head against his shoulder. "Would I still be living in the village as your mate?" she asked. "Or am I expected to come live with you in your cave?" "Is it not customary in your village for the woman to move in with the man?" Giada sighed. "Yes, that's true. It is customary, but I still have Nashita to think about, and I don't think she'll take easily to being taken from her home and her friends. Or me if it happened that way." "If that is the concern, then what I could do is create a tunnel from my cave to the town. However," he looked down at her with a grave expression, "no one may know of this tunnel. It would stop half a mile from the village, and none but you and Nashita would be allowed access, without exception." "Nashita can keep a secret. As can I. Especially one of such importance as that," Giada said solemnly. Then she leaned over and put a hand on Alaric's cheek, gently guiding his face toward hers to plant a kiss on his lips. "Thank you, Alaric. This means much to me." He returned the kiss, setting his hand on her shoulder and pushing her back. As he was pushing her onto her back, he leaned forward and supported himself so he was hovering above her. "You are welcome." He leaned his head down and kissed her once more. Giada reached up and twined her fingers through Alaric's hair and pulled him closer. Now that Alaric's chosen mate had aroused his body, he would not rest until he had sated his lust, something he would not have done before he chose her to be his. The dragon-man took his hand from her shoulder and lowered it to her leg, then trailed it up, feeling the soft skin all the way up to her thigh. Giada shivered and slid the leg upon which Alaric's hand rested up along his side, trailing her foot through the sand. When Alaric's fingers touched a piece of cloth guarding her most precious area, he was confused. He had never been so modest as to wear a guard there except the clothing he found necessary to wear in human civilizations. Rather than puzzle over it, he pushed it aside and felt the soft mound that housed her most inner secrets. Giada gasped, and her hips instinctively moved toward his hand. He lowered himself so his body rested lightly against hers and kissed her once again. Alaric's thick index finger explored the lips and hood of her womanhood, finding and rolling over her clitoris. Giada let out a little cry of surprise and pleasure, and her back arched, pressing her closer to him. Her breasts brushed against his chest, sending a shock through her. His forked tongue probed into her mouth, one side brushing her tongue, the other flicking against the roof of her mouth. His index finger moved down an inch or so to her entrance and slipped inside her easily. It was amazing how slick her waiting flesh could be when plied in the right manner. Giada moaned against his mouth, shivering. His tongue felt so strange the way it moved inside her mouth, but it also increased the pleasure she was feeling. This was a completely new experience for her. Alaric removed himself from Giada and sat up, removing his clothing, his penis engorged. He pulled her skirt up her body to expose her nether quarters and smiled. He removed the cloth completely, pulling it down her thighs to her ankles. He set the head of his member against her opening, and began to push. It was a very tight fit, and if she had not been ready, he would never have gotten in. The walls of her vagina seemed to hug and squeeze against the length of his shaft as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. The head of his cock seemed to play at the beginning of her cervix. "Nnh--ah--ahhn!" She almost screamed and clutched at him, involuntarily digging her nails into the flesh of his shoulders at the sensation of him so far inside her. Giada felt pleasure and pain equally, and she couldn't discern the difference between the two. He had begun to pull out when she scratched into his shoulders, forcing him to arch his back and push back inside her. He could smell the tang of blood, both from himself and her, and he enjoyed it. He began to withdraw his long shaft once again, her vagina still clinging to him as if not wanting to let him go. He pushed back inside her and repeated this until he was able to move inside her quite easily. Giada mewled and moaned with each new push and thrust, her hips starting to move with a rhythm that soon matched his. Some of Alaric's semen had flowed freely leading up to his climax. Each of his grunts was more like a growl in the back of his throat, and he nibbled on Giada's neck as he continued rocking in and out of her tender body. When he was ready to release his seed into her, he had returned to the same spot he was in when the dragon-man had first entered his mate, with the head of his member playing against her cervix. Alaric lifted his head into the air and roared while he nearly exploded inside her, his cock throbbing and pulsating, pouring out warm sperm into her motherly cavern. Giada cried out, tightening around him and arching her back. Her entire body trembled, every muscle tensed with the tidal wave of pleasure in which she felt she was drowning. Alaric slid his hands up Giada's arms and grasped her wrists, holding them against the ground. He moved his hips so his still-hard member moved freely now inside her. His teeth nipped at the skin of her neck, drawing the tiniest amounts of blood. She writhed in pleasure, letting out a low moan. She was now extremely sensitive to sensation, and even the sand against her back sent little shocks of pleasure through her. "I want you to get on your stomach," he told Giada as he let go of her wrists and freed her from his embrace entirely. She lay in the sand and fixed him with a confused look. "My stomach? Why?" He hovered over her and leaned his head down next to her mouth and whispered in her ear. "Because it will feel much better." The warmth of his breath on her ear made Giada shiver, and she nodded and rolled over to her knees, looking back at Alaric as if to ask if this was okay. The sand that stuck to her back sparkled with pieces of pulverized glass and glittered against her skin. Alaric marveled at how much the sand on her back in the setting sun looked so very much like gems before grabbing onto her hips and sliding his member deep inside her. He moaned, which sounded more like a growl, and as he reached the root of his cock inside her, the head played at the entrance of her cervix. Both her insides and his shaft were covered with his spunk as he continued to ride her. "Ahn!" Giada moaned, throwing her head back as he entered her again. With each thrust of Alaric's dick, her body rocked counter to his, her breasts swinging with an almost wilder motion than her hips. Alaric leaned forward, moving his hand up her side until it was resting on the side of her head. He wrenched her head to the side and kissed her passionately, still pushing and pulling himself in and out of her. He tried to keep his voice lower while he was near her ears, but still had a low growl in the back of his throat. The growl in Alaric's voice frightened Giada, reminding her how much stronger than her he was and how easily she could be broken if either of them made a wrong move, but the passion in his kiss and the love she felt for him and the pleasure going through her body right then wiped the fear away almost instantly. Alaric sat on his knees once again and roared into the night, then laid on top of her once again, still enjoying the closeness and skin-to-skin contact. "Giada! Oh, Giada!" Alaric's heat and the sound of his voice and the movement of both of their bodies combined in Giada, and she cried out, tensing and tightening around him as a continuous wave of pleasure swept through her. After the wave passed, she trembled like a leaf, having to lock out her arms to keep from collapsing face first in the sand. He thrilled at her squeezing and trembling, the sensation of it all along his chest and stomach. Alaric quivered as he neared his second climax from it. Never before had he experienced such a feeling of euphoria, and he honestly hoped he could fill her again before he passed out from it. He needn't have feared, however, a few short minutes later he was ready. He had noticed that other than a few grunts and groans, Giada had gone very slack, but was still able to hold herself up. He gripped her hips once more and made one final thrust inside her, his grip tightening enough to bring her back to consciousness. She moaned and cried out again, feeling his semen coat the walls of her womb. Without his hands gripping her hips so tightly, she really would have collapsed in the sand. She was spent. Exhausted. But it was a good feeling. Especially since it came from the one she loved. Alaric slid his hands from hips to her stomach and picked her up, leaning back until he was laying in the sand. He would let her do the rest about laying against him. Giada rolled onto her side and slid over so she was lying curled next to him with one leg still resting on top of him. She smiled blissfully and kissed his cheek. "I love you, Alaric," she whispered. He turned his head to look at her and kissed her lips gently, then looked into her eyes. "I know." She simply smiled again and cuddled closer to him, the sound of her breathing becoming soft and regular. After Giada had fallen asleep, Alaric got up to get dressed. He picked his mate up and transformed to his hybrid form, flying her back to the village. He transformed back and carried her back to her home, setting her in her bed, and climbing into the bed next to her and going to sleep himself.