Chapter 9 – Broken heart healed.
Ebãny stares out of her bedroom window. Ever since she came back two weeks ago, she is broken. Not because she is tired or whatever but she is suffering from a heart break. Her entire family is somehow desperate to get her talking or laughing. Never had she seen so many family members on such a short notice. The most strangest thing of all is that her father postponed all of his appointments, lectures, meetings and everything until he knows his favourite daughter will be okay. But the young frost mage knows she won't be okay very soon. She wakes almost every night with a scream and than she starts to cry like she was torn away from Silvernaar just an hour ago. Her eavesdropping sisters told their parents after the first time she awoke crying and ever since she is being watched. Where does she go during the day? Is she talking to anybody during those times? Is she scared of being touched? Ebãny knows her family is afraid that she has been raped and almost beaten to death, but she could never tell them the truth. The truth about falling in love with a goddamn blood elf mage and even about dreaming of him every night. She just can't stand it anymore.
She sights heavily when she gets to her feet and walks towards her door. Last night she dreamed again about what happened in Silvernaar, but this time without that stupid Blay. If he hadn't interrupted them she would still be at his side… 'Listen to yourself you smart ass', her inner voice is shouting at her again. 'Now you think about him every minute of every goddamn day.' With a cry of frustration she changes direction and throws herself onto her bed. She can't stop herself but to feel his hands again, she moans in her pillow and she bites it to try to get the excitement out of her body. Her dream last night was so real. She woke up with a cry again, but it never are cries of fear. They're cries of frustration. Even over this incredible distance he can make her want him. 'Ebãny, my child? Get to your feet', it's her father speaking. 'Take your teeth out of your pillow, he is not your abductor', he whispers, while is pulling is daughter away from her bed. 'No, he is not', Ebãny's is crying in her mind. 'But I want it to be him… I want to taste him again!'
And 30 minutes and a lot bugging later daughter and father are walking around in Stormwind City. Of course her dad is recognised everywhere and they stop a lot so that he can talk. Ebãny is losing interest in her father and starts to look around her. Being in the Trade Quarter of the city gives a lot of opportunity to look around and the different races. She smiles sadly when she sees a group of high elves walking passed her. Though they're the same as the blood elves, they're completely different from each other. Her thoughts are wandering back again at Kartai. What is he doing now? Would he even miss her? Did he like the time they spent together? She is so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't see the red flash immediately. When she looks again she sees somebody sneak around the corner of a merchants house with red hair. 'Red hair like fire', is her mind whispering. With one last look on her father Ebãny takes off and starts this chase through the city. Every time she is just in time to see the man disappear. Left, right, cross bridge, enter old town, left, again left, cross bridge and suddenly the chase ends. She finds herself in de park and start looking around suspiciously. Just when her hopes are slipping away and she turns around with her head hanging. He is not here. Why would he be here anyway?
Ebãny is staring down. Down at a pair of feet. The feet are covered with smooth leather boots. Nice boots. Black boots. Boots she doesn't recognise. The feet keep standing in front of her. She steps left, they follow. She steps right, they follow. She steps back they follow. She steps forward… they don't move. The only movement are a pair of arms wrapping around her and holding her close. Still in trance she is staring down. Then slowly she moves her head up en she sees nice black jeans. On top op that is a nice black shirt and over the shirt is a long black cloak. When she reaches the chin of the person in front of her she sees hair. Hair is red. Beautiful red. Red as fire. Red as… then she feels a pair of lips pressed against her head. Her temple, her cheek, the corner of her mouth and suddenly she wakes up. She grasps the man in front of her with hand around his neck and the other one strangled in his hair. She has to taste him, she has to know and feel this is not one of her dreams again. She pushes her longing lips onto his mouth with a fire she doesn't know. His reaction is strong, like the fire that burns deep inside of him. She feels how the man pins her against the tree behind her, while he is devouring every inch of her lips and tongue. She can't help herself but to moan loudly while she tries to touch every part of his body with hers. 'Rivero', she whispers his name is his long pointy ear and she feels how that makes him crazy. 'Take me with you, my prince. Don't leave me alone again.'
The moment she whispers his real name Kartai turns frenzy. He needs her so badly, wants her so badly. His kissed are getting rough and somewhere in the back of his mind he knows he has to soften, but the moaning female pinned by him tells him otherwise. Her taste is like toxin, addiction. In his mind he is undressing her already and his hands ache to follow. The short moment they part for air he looks into her blue eyes. She is panting heavily and the way she is fussing with her cloths tells him how bad she wants him as well. Suddenly a grin is creeping across her face and before the blood elf knows what is happening he finds himself in a bedroom. Not just a bedroom…. hér bedroom. Her smell is everywhere and the room looks nice cosy. Much time to think the man doesn't get, because her hands again. 'What about your family? You can't just have sex in the same house as your parents and brothers and sisters', he is whispering heavily. He is trying to clear his head but he finds it difficult while her tongue is exploring his neck, throat and move slowly towards his ears. 'Ebãny', he sighs. 'We have to stop, I can't devour you the way I want with all these people around me.' The female in front of him laughs like a little demon while she pushes him on her bed. Their eyes lock and he knows he is going to lose this.
Ebãny looks down at him while standing at the edge of her bed. She likes him there and the fire within her is burning so incredibly hot that she just has to give in. She starts to unbutton her simple cloth shirt and while she does that she keeps looking at him. 'Nobody is at home Rivero. You can have me whole, the way you want', she smiles as he gets up in a sitting position. She is standing now between his legs, while he is sitting in front of her. As soon as she has unbuttoned her shirt he takes her hands and place small kisses all over them. Then he places them onto his shoulders and pulls her against him. His kisses are tearing her apart. She just has to moan to let out all the energy which is building up inside of her. Her hands are in his hair and soon they start to wander all by themselves. She looks down to take a look at his ears. Long , elegant ears. She has always liked the ears of elves and a burning question is coming up her throat. 'Rivero', she whispers. 'Hmm?', is the only response she is getting. 'What will happen to you when I do this?', with a swift move she is stroking his ears gently. A gasp of pleasure followed by a loud moan is enough answer for the young woman. She keeps stroking them and the man in front of her is definitely taking his revenge when he bites in her soft breast. She can't breath, she can't think, all she can do is push her entire body to his. She climbs on his lap again with a leg at each side of him. She is panting so heavily she is almost afraid they can hear her outside. She gets even more excited when she feels his restrained lust in his pants. Her body is moving before she can stop it and Rivero suddenly looks at her as he hold her body still. 'I was being serious, my young one', he whispers. 'How much I want to feel you, enter you, I can't. Not now and absolutely not here.'
The young woman on his lap is suddenly disappointed. He wants to do something so badly, but the only logic thing to do is pull back. But at the moment he want to push her off, he feels suddenly a jolt of pleasure bursting through his body and he falls onto his back. He moans loudly, no he cries his pleasure and has to struggle to keep his body still. He looks up at her, panting and covered with a sudden cold sweat. Then he discovers the reason for his raging pleasure. She used her frost magic lightly on her hands and now she is stroking gently his hardened member. The look in her eyes makes him want to set the entire chamber on fire. He closes his eyes and let her pleasure him. A cold chill is spreading across his entire body when he feels her hands underneath his shirt, but what he feels a few seconds after that is making him scream. He never screams but now he can't stop his. His hands dig in her hair while he has to constrain himself for not thrusting with his body. Through his eyelashes he watches his lover licking and kissing his member. 'Ebãny', he moans her name, he wants her, he needs her. In one swift move Ebãny is completely on top of him and she looks so ready. Their lips meet and the fire exchanged between them seems unstoppable.
Unstoppable is a relatively word. Because both lovers where chilled to the bone when a voice boomed through the house of the highly respected frost magic family. 'Ebãny!!!', her fathers voice carries a cold wind and frozen two are looking at each other. 'I think he noticed I left him a long time ago…', the young woman whispers. Rivero can only laughs. 'This is ridicules', he whispers. 'Come with me. Leave them be.' Ebãny looks at him. 'It's not that simple, my love', she answers. 'I'm… I was the only sane daughter he had. His sons have left the house a long time ago and my other sisters are married of still children. I can't leave him now.' He is stroking her hear, she is stroking her chin and jaw line. 'Will I see you again?', she asks. He laughs softly. 'I won't let you go. Not now', he is still looking hungry. 'Well, don't you know that three times is a charm? Next time you're mine', the frost mage whispers. The get to there feet when they hear her father running up the stairs. 'They told me Rivero Sunstrider is seen in Stormwind! Tell me you're alright! Tell me he isn't here!', his voice sounds slightly begging and on the other hand furious. 'You have to go Rivero. Now!', she urges the blood elf and he disappears after one passionate kiss.
The door burst open and Ebãny pretends to get up shocked. 'What is happing?', she shouts and to make it more believable she shoots a frost bold towards her father. They both look at each other for a second and then her father looks relieved. 'Rumours said that Rivero Sunstrider was in town and that you were with him. Is that true?', he father looks at her with piercing eyes. Not be able to lie completely she decides to tell half the truth. 'I was pushed into one of the canals by some idiot blokes. A man got me out of it, with red hair and pointy ears. I thought it was just one of those highborn elves being nice. He brought me home. So yes, if he is Rivero Sunstrider than I was with him for a short period of time', she whispers, hoping her father would buy the story…
