Page 18 of Saving the Sautiitions

He keeps a firm grip on my hands as he leans over, inhaling my arousal before giving me a heated look. “You pull your hands from my grasp, you get punished. Understood?”

I nod, but he shakes his head, tsking at me. “Words, Princess.”

“Don’t call me princess!” I pull my leg in, my knee hitting his shoulder, and he chuckles, pushing it away playfully.

“Do you understand? If you need to be let free, tell me.”

“I understand.”

“Good girl.” Before I can reprimand him for making me feel like a child, he dives in, licking me as if he’ll never get to taste me again. I practically scream at the first contact, surprised by his pace and pressure. He goes straight for my sweet spots, now that he’s figured them out, and I come over and over. I lose count after the fourth one and just focus on breathing through the intense pleasure rolling through me.

He doesn’t let up until I’m panting his name, practically begging him to stop or move on. He finally sits up, wiping his wet lips with his free arm before he gently releases my hands. I shake them out as he crawls up my body, his hips settling on top of mine. He purposely slides himself through my folds, teasing me as much as himself.

I react without thought, gripping the hair that’s falling over his shoulders and pulling as my body arches, over-sensitized from his previous ministrations. He growls as his head dips, his teeth nipping at my lips.

“Is there something you want?”

I groan as he slowly slides himself against me again, bumping my clit and nearly making me come. “Stop being a tease and fuck me already!”

He chuckles darkly and pins my arm to the bed, his nose touching mine as he looks me in the eye. “But I thought you said it was good to take things slow now and then.”

The dark gleam in his eye is as much a turn-on as it is irritating. “You like to play with your food, don’t you, Vahru? You enjoy teasing me?”

“You already know the answer to that, baby.” My other arm is pinned against the bed, just like the first. His weight is on his forearms beside mine so he doesn’t cut off my circulation, but it’s still enough to pin me in place. “Beg for it.”

I give him a dirty look, but it’s quickly wiped from my face when he grinds against me again, my eyes closing as I arch my chest up to touch his. “Fuck, why did I say that!?”

He chuckles as he nips at my neck, slowly grinding himself against me, teasing me without remorse. He nips my earlobe. His tongue runs down my neck, and I pull at his hands, trying to get free. I want control now; I want to pound him into me until I’m screaming.

He bites down on my neck, his body rolling against mine just right, and I come undone, screaming out as my body convulses in orgasm. He chuckles and kisses my neck. “Tell me how bad you want it. I want to hear you say it, Kari.”

I pant for breath, my body on overload but still needing to be filled. “Please, baby. I need you to fill me up, make me whole. Please, just fuck me, please!” The last please is screamed as I arch up into him, needing more contact, anything.

“Your wish is my command.” He growls into my ear, making me shiver and moan all at the same time. When he shoves into me, I gasp in surprise, so focused on the growl of his voice that I didn’t feel the shift in his body.

We both moan as he sinks into me. The feel of my body stretching around him is something I will never get used to. He isn’t slow or gentle; he slams into me in a steady rhythm that has me climbing quickly. It isn’t long before I’m repeating his name like a prayer.

He cups my cheek and kisses me with all he has as he slams into me two more times before stopping, his dick twitching in just the right spot as I squeeze him into me. We groan as we come together, our lips tangled, arms around each other, my body shaking from the incredible amount of orgasms.

It takes several minutes for us to come down, and even longer for Vahru to get up the courage to leave my body. I can’t blame him for being reluctant. I’d stay in bed with him all day every day if I could, too. But we have work to do. My stomach grumbles as I sit up, moving to get dressed, and he chuckles as he heads out of the bedroom to prepare dinner and tea.

Chapter 12

Kari

Oddly enough, we hardly talk as we eat. The reality and gravity of the situation we’re in are enough to sober us as we prepare to figure out what’s really going on. It seems unlikely to me that anyone here would try to poison Criido. He’s a good leader, and the entire village loves him.

Then again, the thought of someone outside the village coming after him also seems unlikely. Few people, if any at all, outside the village know of him. Unless this is some attempt by the city dwellers to wipe out the villages so they can have the world to expand… oh boy. I should probably start working on that issue.

I stand near the back window with my cup in hand, holding it close enough to inhale the sweet orange and rose scent. It calms my soul in a way that I would have never thought possible. I stare into the forest, wishing I knew if I could call upon the Guardians to help me. Would they come if I called? Even if they did, would they give me the answers I seek or just give me more cryptic shit like Oogway and Shi Fu? I can’t deal with more cryptic answers right now, so that option is a last resort.

“Are you ready to go?” Vahru’s voice is soft as he leans over, putting his chin on my shoulder, his arms sliding around my middle. I lean my head against his and hum a response as my eyes slide closed. His presence is just as relaxing as this tea for me.

He chuckles and slowly stands, taking my cup from my hands to set it on the counter. He opens the door and holds out his hand for me. I take one last longing look at the surrounding forest, committing it to memory in case I need a moment to think before I turn and take his hand. It’s a silent walk to the chief's house, but not an uncomfortable silence. Just one of thought.

The village celebration preparation is in full swing. As we enter the central area, the fire pit is raging, tables set around the outside, foods and drinks piled up on them. I notice that some of the homemade streamers are strung with shells and other ocean debris in honor of the Sautiitions. Many Sautii and Nyan people are working together around the fire, and my heart swells with joy at the sight of a happy community.

I pause on the steps to Criido’s home as I watch some Sautiitions bring up more shells and shiny stones from the lake, handing them off to some Nyan women as they make little necklaces for everyone. It’s so sweet a sight that I smile, wishing I could join them instead.

---