Page 5 of Ngozii's Plight

“I suppose I should meditate, see if my guides can tell me anything about this. They didn’t show me this was coming, it’s been a surprise, so I’m not sure what to expect going forward.”

Seuke’s feet shift, his weight jostling me as he clears his throat. “If I may ask, are you certain that gaining revenge on your absent father is the best thing to do? Is it even necessary when you have so much for you here?”

I lean back, eyeing him as he cringes, knowing that what he says might upset me. “I don’t expect you to understand completely, Seuke, but this isn’t just about my absent father failing me. Yes, I do want to show him my wrath for not being here. Whether he knew or not, he should have been responsible enough to find out.” Tears prick my lids as I stare at him, shoving away to stand on my own. “It’s also about my people. They’re sick, they’re hurting and need me to save them. I’m not sure we can stay here much longer without us all dying off. This is my chance to save them, to give them a new home, a better life. I can take my father’s place and rule both our people, uniting them under a just and loving rule.”

His plump lips pinch together as he watches me, and I can feel the ache in his heart radiated through our bond as he wishes to comfort me and dry my tears. He doesn’t mean to upset me and push me, he only wants me to find happiness in what we have here, but the caves may not be safe for us anymore. I can’t be happy in a place that may kill us all, can I?

“If you don’t want to help me figure this out, help me find answers about myself while also finding a solution to our demise, then you can leave. I need this. I need to know who my father was, why he never came for me, why I’m so… different.” My tears double as the weight of my childhood bears down on me. All the taunts, the teasing, the rejection I suffered through because I looked different, acted different, they replay on loops in my head. Not only was I rejected for being the future Priestess, they hated me being considered better than them, even if I didn’t think so, but they pushed me away because I was a freak in our society. The only Ngozii woman to have black hair, swirling skin patterns, and multicolored eyes.

“Priestess, please.” Seuke steps forward, only to drop to his knee in front of me, his head bowed. “Forgive me, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I only want what’s best for you. I’m sorry my concerns caused you pain.”

When he looks up at me, his eyes are filled with pain, tears beginning to brim his lower lids as my sorrow filters through to him.

“You’re the only person who’s ever been by my side, Seuke, the only one who’s ever loved me, truly. I don’t mean to push away your concerns, but I’m not sure where my life is heading right now, not sure what the right answer is. All I know is that I need the entire picture to sort it out. Can you just walk this with me and help me navigate it, please?”

He jumps up, pulling me into his chest as he strokes my hair, drying my tears the best he can as I cling to him. “Of course, of course. Shhh, it’s going to be all right. I’m not going anywhere. We’ll figure this out together.”

He rocks slightly, soothing me as I let out the pain I always keep hidden and bottled away. I hate looking back on my past because it reminds me of all the things I missed out on, all the things I wasn’t a part of, didn’t experience, and all the differences I exhibited. Not only was I a freak among my own kind, but my family was broken, my mother haunted and hard. All I ever wanted was a true family, love, to be a part of something bigger. Now I have the love of my community, and I’m doing all I can to right the wrongs around me, but I don’t have all the answers. Mother died before finishing my teachings, and I’m struggling to sort things out.

My tears dry as I realize I need to meditate with my guides, it’s the only way right now. Perhaps they’ll finally give me more than tiny snippets and puzzle pieces to decipher. It would be nice if I could get a straight answer for once.

“I didn’t mean what I said, I don’t want you to leave, even if you disagree with me. I don’t want you to ever leave me.” I squeeze him closer, letting the truth of my words flow between us, and he squeezes me back tightly.

“I know, my love. As I’ve said many times before, I’m not going to leave you, not ever. We’re together no matter what.” He lifts my chin, his lips meeting mine in a tender kiss that quickly dissolves into an emotional whirlwind as we devour each other, pulling at one another and clinging together at the same time.

He pushes me back until I’m knocked into the bed, falling into the pile of sheets. Removing his weapon belt and cloth shorts, he crawls over me, pulling the wrapped skirt from my body at the same time. His lips slide along my neck as his body settles atop mine, and I moan, loving every bit of contact. One hand slips behind my back, loosening the strings of the tiny top holding my large breasts, before he pulls it off and tosses it aside.

“This is how I love seeing you best, Tavionna. Naked, needy, and spread out below me at my mercy.” I whine as he nips my ear before sliding his lips down my body, kissing between my breasts, down to the apex of my thighs.

“I thought my power was sexy. Didn’t you say that the other day?” I grin at my tease, only to gasp as his tongue darts out to swipe through my folds, teasing me.

“Your power is sexy, but when you submit to me rather than being in charge, it’s incredible.” He dives in, devouring me like I’m his favorite piece of ripe fruit, and I claw at the sheets, at his hair, as I writhe beneath him, moaning and gasping at his ministrations.

Just before I can reach my peak, he pulls away, climbing up my body. I give him an incredulous look, angry that he would tease me this way.

“I want you to come apart on my cock, love. Want to hear you scream my name as you squeeze me deeper, taking every drop of my essence into that perfect body.”

He slides into me effortlessly, sinking to the hilt, and I groan, my body sagging at the feeling. Seconds later, his tentacle slithers up between my lips, circling my clit before it begins to vibrate. The squeal that escapes me from the overly sensitive bud is girly, but Seuke eats it up as he kisses me hard, pinning two of my arms above my head as the others wrap around his middle to claw at his back. He grinds against me, never truly pulling out or back in. I moan in my throat before he releases my lips, his skimming my neck to my ear.

“Let go, Tavi. Come on that cock you love so much.”

Screaming his name as I arch up into him, my body convulses, muscles tightening, and I can feel every tiny movement of his cock within me. His tentacle pulls back, and I relax as he begins to slide in and out of me at a gentle pace.

“That’s my good girl.”

I shiver at his words, loving his praises as he brings me to bliss. His tentacle wraps around his cock, widening me further and pushing me higher, closer to a second release as the vibration kicks on. I claw at him, begging for more, but all I can say is his name, whispering it repeatedly like a prayer. My thoughts must slip through the bond because it’s only seconds later that his tentacle, now slick from my pussy, slips into my ass, sinking in deep and widening me as it vibrates hard. Seuke kisses me deeply, his tongue dipping into my mouth, and without a second thought, I suck on it as if it’s my life line.

He drives into me harder and harder with each thrust, his own breath panting out of him until I scream, his groans echoing in my ears as he stiffens, slamming himself deep within me. I grind into him, extending my release as long as possible until we can take no more, collapsing together and gulping in air.

A hand pushes my left leg down as another holds my right leg up while Seuke rolls us to our sides, keeping us tangled together, his body within mine. He kisses me gently, cupping my face before he murmurs, “My dirty girl, wanting every hole filled. Maybe having another mate will be good for that.”

I chuckle, burying my face in his chest as my cheeks flame in embarrassment. I’m not sure I’m ready to think about that just yet. Seuke is all I’ve ever known, the only man I’ve ever been with sexually, and the thought of anyone else is both terrifying and painful. I don’t want anyone else but him. Anyone else would feel like a betrayal.

Refusing to think on it for one second longer, I breathe deeply of his scent, snuggle in tight, and close my eyes, letting my body relax into post orgasmic bliss before drifting into a restless sleep.

Chapter 3

Kari

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