Over the Mountains

by baker0120

Where the Spine ends a whole new land begins. Known as Altaria to the Empire, it has mostly kept to itself and has never been of interest to King Galbatorix. There has been no known Dragon Rider form Altaria that anyone can remember. That is where one girl named Haven has the chance to change all of Alagaesia. Fem!Eragon OC/Eragon. Very AU.

10. Chapter 10

Warning: This chapter contains sexual content. If you do not like this or are not 18 years of age or older, do not read. The scenes will be marked at the start and stop.

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Chapter 10

All through the night, I wake up constantly plagued by nightmares of Garrow and Roran blaming me for Garrow's death. I finally have enough when I wake up for what has to be the tenth time and lay there watching both Ryszard and Kierin sleeping. Ryszard is as quiet as ever with his chest slowly rising and falling. His nose twitches once and he opens one of his eyes to stare at me.

He looks at me for a while and then says, "I will always be with you, Haven. You could not have known that would have happened that day. You were just learning how to control your powers and had no idea the effect of what you said would do. You didn't truly want it to happen, you were young and foolish with no training. No one has the right to blame you for what happened that day, not even yourself," Ryszard declares to me in a voice that is stern and soft at the same time.

I let out a breath and gave him a soft smile as I send him my love. He slowly gets up and walks over to the opening and jumps into the sky. At this moment, Kierin takes a deep breath and opens his eyes to look at me.

Giving him a small smile, I stand up and walk over to the small table by the bed that has a pitcher of water and a glass. I pour it to the top and move back over to Kierin who has sat up and is leaning against the side of the wall. I hand him the glass and sit down by his side as he wraps his arm around my shoulder as I lean into him and let out a deep breath.

We sit in silence until the sun has risen over the cave opening and illuminates the room. Kierin gets up first and goes over to a chair with his clothes. He puts his shirt back on and reattaches his belt with his sword. I stand up as well and walk over to him. He turns to me and wraps his arms around my waist as I wrap mine around his neck.

Kierin ducks down and places a gentle kiss on my lips. It last for a couple minutes but neither of us really has the energy or time to carry on with it. Letting out a sigh I say, "You better get going now. The coronation is to start in a couple hours and we need to look presentable." I run my fingers through his hair and watch as his eyes flutter shut.

His lips turn down into a frown as he processes my words. After a couple more seconds, he squeezes my hips lightly and opens his eyes to look in mine as he nods his head, "I'll shall see you later then," he says to me.

I give him a nod and say, "Yes."

Nodding his head at me he places a chaste kiss on my lips and drops his arms. He says, "I'll see you in a little bit," as he walks into my office and through the door.

I turn around and find Ryszard sitting on the edge of the opening looking at me. I jump not expecting to find him there for I had not heard or seen him come back. He lets out a laugh and starts to lick his talons, "I got back a few minutes ago. Though you both seem to not be aware of that fact as you were pressed together."

His tone is amused and it brings a flush to my checks as I turn towards the bathroom and tell him, "If it had only gone further than you wouldn't be there laughing at me."

He lets out a laugh and settles down to wait for me. I start the bath and take my time cleaning my body and hair making sure everything is clean. Drying everything off, I move back into the bedroom and pick out another dress I have that is a soft purple color and drapes down over me. The top of the dress has jewels flowing down from around my neck to the bodice. I had fallen in love with it the second I had walked by the window it was being showcased in. The seamstress that had made it in Carnise was truly one of the best I had come across. Though she had wanted a hefty amount for it, I could not pass it up. I styled my hair so that the left side was up in a braid that traveled the side of my head and the right side was just pulled back and all of it was braided into a bun at the back.

Looking at the finished product I gave myself a nod and turned to Ryszard who was lazily watching me from his perch. I sent him emotions wondering if he thought it looked good.

He let out a huff and said, "Yes, you look good. Now stop worrying about that, you always do."

I scowled at him as he turned away from me and watched the sky. Shaking my head at him, I turned towards my study to wait for Brom to arrive. I sit behind the desk and pick up the book Angela had given me the day before. Opening it up, I see that it was a journal written in Deutsch. Reading the first couple of pages is an introduction that leaves me breathless.

The journal belongs to a Siren named Lozen. Her parents where Sirens as well and she lived around three hundred years ago. Supposedly back then, when Sirens turn sixteen years old, they are given a right of passage where they travel on land and live with humans for two years. Lozen talks about how when she had changed forms, her eyes had changed as well from the purple that all female Sirens possessed and the males changed from gold in their true forms.

I sit back and think how I can see if this is true. I could ask Ryszard if he could watch me as I transformed and then tell me. But we would have to find a place to do that where no one would see us so that was out. Thinking about it I came to the decision that I could tell Kierin about that fact about me. The thought frightens me for I have never let another person know that about me. The only ones that know are Ryszard and Solembum and they rarely ever talk to anybody.

Putting it to the back of my mind when I have more time to think about it I decide to finish the rest of the chapter. The only other thing of note I could find was that Sirens are very sexual creatures that would not settle for just anyone. Which is way Sirens go to land for two years. When they found their mate they would always stay loyal to them. In some cases, a Siren and their mate would still go into another's bed but never without the other. Some Sirens would even take two mates. There was only a handful of these cases that Lozen recorded and all of them where when a Siren took two elves as their mates.

I set the journal down gently as my mind gets distracted by all this new information. Sitting back in the chair, I want to know how a Siren mates and how they choose their mates or even if they have a choice. What would this mean for me? I have already been with multiple people before, so it can't be the first person you have sex with.

Just when I reach for the book again, a knock sounds out from my door. Startled slightly as I have lost track of the time and what was about to happen, I shake my head to dispel my thoughts and try to calm down. Marking the page I left off, I straighten my desk somewhat and head for the door. Stopping in front of it, I take a deep breath and open it.

As expected there is Kierin standing on the other side looking as handsome as ever. His hair is neatly in place and his navy blue tunic is tucked into a pair of black pants. Looking back up at his face, he has a slight smile dancing on his lips as he looks over me that speaks more of his feelings than some of the words I have ever heard. Seeing it, all of the words from the journal return back to the forefront of my mind and I know that no matter what, I will never let this being go. He has stirred something in me that no one has ever done. Knowing this, my stress all but disappears and I resolve to tell him about being a Siren the next time we are alone together and have the time.

"You look beautiful, Haven. Truly," Kierin says, bringing me back to the present. I give him a smile as he steps forward and places a soft kiss on my lips.

"Thank you, you look amazing as well," I respond. Walking out of my rooms, I turn and close the door as Ryszard lets me know he will be waiting for us down below by the chamber the coronation would take place. Kierin and I walk arm in arm downwards in silence, both content at the moment. As we pass the place that the Isidar Mithrim used to stand, I frown at the loss of something so mighty.

"Maybe there is something we can do. Why not try?" Ryszard says to me as he hears the thought run through my mind. Thinking more on it, I don't see how it could hurt anyone to give it a shot.

Making up my mind, I turn to Kierin and say, "Ryszard and I would like to try to fix Isidar Mithrim. Do you think it would be possible to do it before we leave tomorrow morning?"

One of his eyebrows raises as he hears what we want to do. His expression turns to thoughtful before he slowly nods his head and says, "I don't see why not. You will most likely have to talk to Orik or King Hrothgar about gathering all the remains but it should be possible with a dragon," his head tilts to the side and he gives me a look as he asks me, "Why do you want to put it back together again?"

I shrug and look forward again as I respond, "It used to be a magnificent point of pride for the dwarves. Something they could look at and know that without a doubt nothing would ever outshine this masterpiece. When Ryszard smashed it during the battle, I know they understood why it had to happen, but we still feel regret from taking it away from them."

Kierin lets out a huff of laughter and says, "Only you, Haven. You surprise me everyday I have known you from that first time you killed someone in the eye with your throwing knife to know when your kindness shines through in moments like this." He places a soft kiss on the top of my head and gives my arm a soft squeeze just as we approach the room the coronation will take place in.

Ryszard is sitting against the far wall that the throne is placed by, a few pace to the left and more into the shadows. Brom is standing close to him and so is Orik, which makes me pick up my pace slightly, wanting to ask him about fixing the gem. We make our way through all the bodies of the Varden who have packed themselves into the room so they can see the crowning of Nasuada. Once we finally make our way to them, Kierin starts Brom in a conversation as I greet Orik, "Orik, there is something that Ryszard and I have been meaning to ask you."

He gives me a slight smile and says, "Of course, what can I do for you two?"

Looking up at Ryszard gives me strength to say, "When Ryszard broke the Isidar Mithrim during the battle we know it was necessary but would like to try to fix it if we can. I was wondering if you could have all the pieces put roughly back together in the same room it was first at. We believe we should try to at least give something back to the dwarves for all of the hospitality they have shown us here."

All through my speech his face had first went to sad and then progressed into a hopeful look, as if he didn't hope to believe what I was saying was true. Rapidly nodding his head, he says, "Of course, I will give the orders as soon as the coronation is done and we will work through the night to have the pieces put together by daybreak tomorrow!" he exclaims in glee. He rushes off to give the orders for all the work that will no doubt be preoccupying his mind tonight.

At that moment, horns are blown to let us know that it is time for the ceremony to begin. I walk over to Ryszard, who has come more out of the shadows to stand proudly by the throne. Turning toward the crowd, I see all the faces turn towards the huge double doors in the front of the room. They slowly swing out to show Nasuada standing there looking strong and proud. You can tell by her face that all is not right in the world, for if we are having a coronation, that means someone had to depart us beforehand.

She gracefully walks down the aisle towards the throne, staring stonily at all that it represents. The childhood she will have to throw away for the responsibilities of a leader who just lost her father.

Right before she reaches the throne, a man in a white robe steps forward with a simple crown of silver and black. He prompts her to start making her vows of service and swearing her in as the next leader of The Varden.

After about twenty or so minutes of this he finally places the crown on her head and steps back. Nasuada rises easily from where she is kneeling and turns to face the crowd. All of the sudden, a roar takes over the room as all the subjects let known their feelings towards the new leader. People clap and yell while men place their children on their shoulders so they can see the celebrations take place around them.

All of theses people surrounding me, are pushing away the sorrow and loss from the last few days and taking in the joy and triumph that Nasuada's coronation brings. Nasuada stands in front of all these people with a small smile on her face and a straight back.

Finally the ceremony is done and we convene into another room that houses tables and food with room to dance in the middle. Walking in, I am directed to a table close to the main one where Nasuada, King Hrothgar and the council will sit. Ryszard fits into the corner between the two tables and Kierin, Brom and Murtagh take seats with me. Food is brought out by servers and placed on all of the tables for us to enjoy. We all dig into the steaming meats and seasoned vegetables. Mead is brought around to everyone old enough to drink and few don't accept it.

Everyone at our table is letting go and having a good time for we know what is to come in the next years and there might not be a chance to celebrate like this again for some time. Murtagh and Kierin are softly whispering to each other while slowly looking around the room and up to the main table. Quirking an eyebrow, I decide to not listen in and turn my attention to Brom beside me who is fondly smiling out at the room.

"What's on your mind?" I ask him. I haven't seen that look on his face very often. The only times I have, are when I accomplished something amazing and very hard.

He looks over to me with a small smile on his face and says, "After all these years, it is strange to see how much the Varden has changed. In the beginning, it was just a ragtag team of people hungry for vengeance against the forsworn and Galbatorix. It is astounding to me how much that has changed and what we have accomplished."

Nodding my head, I say, "It is definitely something to be proud of now. Lets just hope our luck keeps running and we win more battles against the Empire."

His smile slips slightly and his brow furrows as he glances at Murtagh quickly. I arch my eyebrow and look at him with expectant written all over my face. He frowns a little and lets out a small sigh, then says, "When you and Kierin leave for Ellesmera tomorrow, Murtagh and I will leave as well."

My confusion must show on my face as Brom says, "This is what I wanted to talk to you about." He lets out a sigh and stares into nothing as he resumes, "When the blue egg was stolen years ago, the thief only took one, but there was three. He got spooked and left without the other two. They are in Uru'baen, where the King sits. With the help of Murtagh, who knows the layout of the castle better than anyone else we know, and my knowledge of its secret passage, we are going to try to steal the last two eggs. It will not be easy and will most likely take some time to plan it all out."

My eyes slid shut halfway through his speech and my lips were pursed. I knew the truth in his words but that did not mean I liked it. Brom, who I have looked at as my father and mentor most of my life and just recently learned was actually my father, would be leaving the safe shelter of the Varden and traveling to King Galbatorix in secret to steal two of the most valuable possessions he has.

A great sigh moves my body as I open my eyes and look back at Brom and say, "Just be careful. I understand why you have to do this and what it means for everything, but that doesn't mean I like it. I would rather hear you took longer and achieved success than rushing in and dieing."

Brom snorts into his glass of mead and shoots me a look as if to say 'You have known me for how many years now?'

The night goes on in merry and I dance with all of the men brave enough to ask. Murtagh asked me later in the night when everyone was well into their cups and full on food. He leads me around and seems to be concentrating on the dance but his eyes would every once in awhile slide over to Nasuada, who sits at the high table and is in a conversation with one of the council members. I smile fondly at him and ask, "Is this new or something that has been going on for awhile?"

He jerks his head around to look back around at me and looks sheepish, "She would seek me out when I first got here. She was one of the only people who would actually talk to me and it be genuine. I haven't been able to talk to her for a couple days now since the battle with everything going on," he tells me.

I guess that makes since then, I haven't really seen a lot of Murtagh with all of the meetings that I had to attend. Someone must have reached out to him. "We'll you never know what might happen. Just don't give up on something because you might think it is out of your reach," I say with a smile on my face.

He grins back at me and says, "I'll remember that, I hope you have a good time with the elves."

"And you with your trip as well," I reply. Just as the music ends, Kierin steps up to us.

"May I have this dance?" he asks. Murtagh dips his head and hands over me to him.

Smiling at him, I say, "I thought you would never come over here."

His lips curl up slightly as he says, "I got stuck in a conversation with one of the council members. They were rather persistent."

We contently twirl around the floor for a while just getting lost in each other. After sometime, a big commotion stops us and we look over to see Ryszard clumsily swaying around in his corner with multiple barrels empty of mead around him.

My eyes slowly close shut in exasperation before I start my way over to him with Kierin beside me.

People are chuckling at Ryszard but keep on with their dancing and drinking all the same. When I reach him, he is slightly swaying his head to the beat of the music. "Ryszard," I say. "Maybe it is time we go back to the rooms. We need to be up rather early tomorrow as it is."

He lets out a huff and slowly moves to his feet and tells me, "]I guess you are right. Though this mead is one of the best things I have ever had. Why haven't you ever gotten me some before?" He practically whines to me at the end as if it was a travesty.

Slowly we walk out of the hall as people make the space for him. The walk is longer than usual for Ryszard has to concentrate more on the path before him and not knocking into anything. We finally reach the dragon keep so that he can fly up to our room. Kierin and I decide to walk up the rest of the way for I wasn't sure it was the best idea for us to fly with Ryszard right now in his state.

The walk is taken in silence for it seems both of our minds are elsewhere. I can't help but worry about Brom and Murtagh, for their mission would a lot more dangerous than mine. They would be going straight into enemy territory right after we just won a battle against them. They might not be expecting something so bold from us right now when they thinking we are taking time to reveal in our victory but it still would not be easy.

I shake these thoughts away as we make it to my room and I open the door to let us in. I peek inside the bedroom to see if Ryszard made it back in one piece. He is curled up on his cushion fast asleep most likely dead to the world. I walk back into my study to see Kierin leaning against the desk with his arms crossed looking over the contents of my desk, which was just books scattered around, mostly written in Deutsch.

He looks back up when I walk back in the room and lets his arms drop to his sides. "You're going to have to teach me Deutsch soon for I still have no idea what any of this says," he tells me as he walks over to stand in front of me.

I chuckle and say, "Of course, maybe on our way to Ellesmera we may begin. We will have a whole lot of time on our hands during the trip," as I wind my arms around his neck and play with the short hairs there.

***SMUT***

He places his hands on my hips and brings me closer to him as he takes a step forward as well. "We will won't we. I guess we should do something productive during that time," he says as he starts to place small kisses on the side of my neck.

I let out a hum as he trails to the other side and gives a little nip on my pulse. My hands tighten slightly in his hair and a groan slips out of my mouth as it drops open. He moves straight back to my mouth with a hunger. He doesn't wait anytime to plunder my mouth with his. His tongue makes quick work of getting mine to play with him as one of his hands snakes up into my hair and tilt my head as he continues to steal my breath from me. I have to break away soon after, for most of my air has left me. Kierin bites at my bottom lip and pulls it slightly out.

Whatever breath I had left leaves me in a moan as my body weakens and my eyes pop open to stare into his. He is looking straight at me with a hunger that thrills me. We just stand there for a couple seconds making sure that this is what we want before I take a step back and reach up to let my hair down while I kick off the small boots I had on. Kierin hardly looks away from me as he bends down to unlace his boots and kick them over beside my desk.

He walks over to me with a prowess that invokes something in me that makes me feel tingles go through my body. I turn around and present him the clasp that keeps my dress up. His fingers make quick work and slowly lets it drop to the floor around me.

All that I have on now is some underwear and nothing else for my dress was sheer at my shoulders and I couldn't wear a bra with the dress. His hands slowly trailed down my back and to my underwear. He hooks his fingers in the side of them and drags them down my hips till they drop to the floor. I turn around to face him and start to pull his shirt up and over his head. His hands can't keep still on my skin as they trace from my back to my thighs. Everywhere they go it brings tingles to the surface of my skin.

Our lips meet again as I start on his pants. We fight for dominance now as we both feel the passion build up and come to the surface. He ultimately wins and his tongue traces everything it can as my hands finally get his pants open and start to push them down and off his hips. I break the kiss as I slowly go down to my knees with his pants as I keep my eyes on his. He steps out of his pants and lightly cups one of my cheeks as I lightly grasp his erection. I break eye contact to look down at his dick that is pulsing in my hand.

My hand starts to pump him slowly as I bite my lip and look back up at him. His eyes are hooded and his lips parted. I move my hand up to his head and grasp it softly, not putting any pressure on it at all. Keeping eye contact, my lips slowly start to kiss and lick the bottom of his dick and travel up. Once I reach his head, I let my tongue come out and go all around.

I glance back up at Kierin and see his eyes have fallen shut. His mouth is parted and little breaths are escaping him. His hand is weaved in my hair, niether pulling or pushing, just keeping contact with me.

My focus turns back down and I decide to stop teasing him and get going. My lips engulf his head and slowly suck while moving back and forth. Kierin's hand tightens slightly in my hair and his eyes open abruptly to look back down at me.

I take my time going up and down, deeper and deeper down his dick making sure everything is as slick as possible. My mouth is making obscene noises as I start to take him all the way down my throat until my nose is settled in his pubic hair.

"Fuck, Haven," I hear Kierin mumble above me. His head is tilted back and he keeps swallowing, as if something is caught in his throat.

I close my eyes and go back to it, slowly letting him out and then back down again repeatedly. Little groans and moans are coming from Kierin and I can tell he is getting close. Deep throating him once more, I slowly come off him and put both of my hands around him.

Taking sometime to get my breath back, I twist both of my hands in different directions as I descend back to his head. Giving it little kitten licks and then broader and broader. I take it back into my mouth and start to suck it while still moving my hands in opposite directions.

Kierin's feet start to shift around as his hand starts to flex in my hair. His hips are rocking back and forth just slightly and he warns me, "I'm close."

I suck a little harder and not ten seconds later his hip thrusts forward and he explodes. Above me he says my name as a moan and pants for air. He seems to come for a long time that some of it escapes down the side of my lips. I quickly wipe it off and suck it off my finger as I sit back on my heels. Looking back up at him, he is looking down at me with hunger still in his eyes as if his orgasm hadn't worn him out at all.

Standing back up onto my feet, he comes straight at me and catches me in a kiss. His lips hungrily devour mine as his tongue slips into my mouth. Both of his hands wrap around me, one goes to my ass and the other goes to my thigh, where he lifts it up and wraps it around his hip. His dick hasn't gone down much and brushes against my clit just enough to make me throw back my head and let out a moan. Kierin kneads my ass and moves down to my neck to leave little nips all along it.

I lightly push him away and look back to his face to see him looking at me with a confused face. "Can we move to the bed?" I ask breathlessly.

He backs up a step and lets my leg drop back down to the floor. He looks toward the open door that leads to the bedroom and asks me, "What about Ryszard? Is it not weird to have him in the same room?"

I shake my head and say, "He is dead to the world right now. All of that mead he drank will not wake him up for hours now."

Kierin nods his head and then takes my hand as he leads us through the door and to the bed. He keeps glancing over at Ryszard who is angled away from us and facing the opening, just how he was when we arrived. His shyness is amusing me so I ask him when he looks back at Ryszard again, "Are you shy to do it in here with him?"

He abruptly turns his head to look at me and then back to Ryszard, he finally says, "It's just I don't want to offend him if he wakes up and I'm in bed with you."

His answer amuses me enough that I let out a snort and shake my head at him. "Ryszard has been bugging me since I met you to just get on with it. He would be a hypocrite if he woke up to us and got angry," I tell him as I step closer to him and wrap my arms around his neck. I lean up to his ear and ask, "Now are we going to continue or am I going to have to finish by myself?" as I bite his earlobe and pull it in my mouth to lightly suck it.

His breath catches in his throat and he pulls back to look in my eyes as he backs us up to the edge of the bed. Putting one of his hands on my back, he leads me down onto the bed so my head is at the top. He stays right on top of me for a couple seconds staring into my eyes before he gives me a small smile. He drops down to give my neck small kisses and nips then moves down slightly. Kierin kisses a trail down to my breasts to place light kisses and occasionally nip every once in awhile. He circles my breasts, moving closer and closer toward my nipple before finally circling his tongue around it before lightly sucking it into his mouth. My left hand snakes into his hair to grip it and the other reaches up to the bed post to grab onto it. He steadily ups the pressure of his mouth before bringing his teeth in to run lightly over my nipple before letting it go and tracing his lips over to the opposite one to continue his routine.

My hips buck slightly with all the stimulation to my nipples and bump into his dick that is back to full hardness. Kierin backs off my nipples and starts to head down. His lips trace the muscles on my stomach and trails his tongue along them. He continues down lower until his mouth reaches my mound and the soft curls there. He places a soft and lingering kiss there before moving away.

He heads over to my thigh and moves it outwards more with his hand firmly before starting to trail his lips up and down it. He repeats the same process on the other thigh before moving back to my mound.

His eyes glance back up to mine to see me gripping the bed post as if it was a life line. He gives me a small smile and keeps his eyes connected to mine as he moves his hand to grasp my thigh and move it farther out of the way so he has space to comfortably lay down. A small whimper leaves my lips as his hand makes its way up to my mound. He keeps his eyes on my face as he slowly starts to move his hand in slow circles over all of me. My breath hitches and my hips arch into him just a little before settling back down on the bed.

Kierin lets out a groan as he keeps this up and says, "You are soaked, Haven. Have you been like this all night?"

Another whimper leaves me and I say softly, "Ever since I got on my knees for you."

His hand stops for a second before continuing and he whispers, "You have no idea how arousing that is." His voice has gotten deeper and he places a kiss on my hip before he replaces his hand and starts to move two of his fingers up and down my slit. They travel from above my clit to my ass multiple times, swirling around each before moving on.

His torture is killing me as much as it is exciting me. On one pass, he stops at my opening and slowly adds one of his finger. My breath hitches and a low moan leaves me as I arch my back slightly. It feels great to have someone else bringing me pleasure again. Once he feels I am ready, he adds another but doesn't change the speed.

My head falls back at the feeling so I don't see when he dips his head down and his lips clasp around my clit. He doesn't suck at me but just lightly licks it. I can feel myself start to build up to an orgasm that I know is going to be a big one. My hips start to slowly circle and grind into his face. He starts to move his fingers faster and sucks on my clit.

Moans start to fall out of my mouth as my hearing focuses just on my heart beating fast and the blood rushing through my veins. All of the sudden it crashes all down on me. I can feel myself contract around his fingers and then all I know is absolute weightlessness as my veins feel as if warmth is rushing through them. My eyes are clenched shut but I see a bright light behind them. I come to slowly to feel my hips slowly rotating still.

Going boneless everything of mine falls back to the bed as I stare up at the ceiling. Kierin slowly withdraws his fingers from me and I glance down at him to see him stick them in his mouth to lick them clean. It stirs something in me again and all I want right now is him inside me. He crawls back over me holding himself up with his elbows on either side of my head. I take his lips and kiss him hungrily, trying to taste whatever is left of myself that is in his mouth.

His hand grasps my right thigh and pulls it over his hips to get himself in a better position and pulls back from my lips to look in my eyes. I can see the hunger and lust that still preside in his eyes, but I also see something else. I'm not sure if it is love yet but I know he cares for me very deeply in that moment. I wrap my other leg around his hips and trail my hand down his side.

Kierin gives me a smile before he reaches down and grasps his cock. He lightly runs it up and down my slit to make sure it is wet before positioning it at my opening. Taking his hand away, he dips forward slowly until his head goes in me. My head falls back down to the bed but my eyes stay connected to his as he starts to rock his hips moving slowly in and out, going deeper every time he comes back.

Little pants starts to leave my mouth as I rock my hips up into his, trying to match the rhythm he has set. Kierin moves down so his mouth is on my neck and places little nips right behind my ear. I let my head fall to the side and grasp his sides. A rather loud moan leaves me as he simultaneously bites down on my neck and gives a powerful thrust. He continues to give slow powerful thrusts while sucking on my neck.

I arch my back and give as good as I get, my hips are meeting his every time he thrust in. When he slowly pulls back, I tighten my muscles around him to keep him in. His breath hitches slightly when I do until he quickens his thrust slightly.

Kierin moves his head back up to look me in the eye as he scoots his hips down slightly but keeps mine in place. He places one of my feet back on the bed and holds onto the other thigh as he puts his hand back by my head.

When he starts again, all I can do is arch my back and open my mouth wordlessly as he hits a spot in me that feels as if I'm having a small orgasm every time. My hand goes up to hold onto his shoulder to anchor myself to him as I get lost in the sensation of him. I open my eyes back up to see him trailing his back up my body from where we are connected. They stop at my breasts that are bouncing from the powerful thrusts of his, before finally reaching my gaze. His rhythm doesn't falter once in all of this.

I can feel myself building up and my breath quickening. My eyes start to flutter as Kierin starts to up the speed of his thrusts once more. I try to keep my gaze on him as I feel a fluttering and heat right behind my clit before everything explodes in a shower of burning passion and desire. I gasp out, "Kierin," and feel my walls surrounding my powers come down as I see his mouth open and let out a moan before his hips stutter to a stop and slowly grind into me. His head dips down as he rides through his orgasm. As soon as I have the brain power to I bring my walls back up as fast as I can so nothing bad happens.

All of my limbs feel numb and won't respond to me right now. Kierin lets out a low groan before looking back up to me as he slowly lowers my leg back to the bed and gives me a kiss as he slowly slips out of me. I bring my hand up to his hair and run it slowly through it as we kiss softly. He pulls back and rolls onto his back. I go with him and draped myself across his chest. He lightly traces patterns around my back as we bask in the pleasure we are both feeling. He grabs the blanket and puts it over the both of us.

***END SMUT***

I can feel myself start to drift into sleep when I hear Kierin say, "Haven?"

I hum to let him know I heard me and continue to stretch out on top of him.

He is quiet for a second before asking, "Can I ask you something?"

There is a hesitance in his voice that gives me pause. I prop my head up on his chest and look into his eyes. His brow is furrowed and he quietly says, "When you came and were looking into my eyes, your eyes turned purple before you closed them. Normally I wouldn't have come just then, but it felt as if something pushed me into it." He pauses for a second before asking, "Does that have anything to do with your powers?"

My mind is reeling with what he has said. I never knew that could happen. My muscles tense and I close my eyes trying to think of the best way to explain it to Kierin. I never thought this would be the moment I would tell him.

He must have felt me tense up because he says, "You don't have to tell me anything you don't feel comfortable about."

I shake my head slightly and sit up, scooting to sit back against the headboard. He arranges himself similarly and takes my hand in his I have been fidgeting with. "I was going to tell you the next time we had an opportunity but I guess now will do," I tell him.

"My powers aren't just about my voice, that's just a side effect. When I found Ryszard, I also found something else. I was taking a bath in a lake right beside the palace with all of these fish swimming beside me. All I could think about was wanting to be like them, free to swim wherever they wanted," I take a deep breath before continuing, "Next thing I know, instead of two legs, I have a fish tail. When I could finally get it to change back, I rushed off to find answers. In the Palace, they have a huge library of knowledge that I was certain would tell me what had happened." Glancing at him, I see shock on his face and rush to finish. "After looking through everything I could find, I came across something that made the most since. It was a journal from a fishermen from Kiavin, a fishing port back in Altaria. It spoke about one of his trips into the surrounding islands. One day with fog everywhere, he spotted something on the shore and moved closer to find out what it was. He found a woman with the upper body of a human and a tail from a fish. He had struck up a conversation with her and she had told him what she was, a Siren. They can be born from other Sirens but there are cases of Sirens being born from regular humans and awakening their powers. Sirens can turn willingly into both forms, they manifest their magic through their voice which is what you know so far. The female's eyes change to purple and the male's turn to gold. I still don't know everything about them and some days it just takes me by surprise, like when my eyes changed when I came. I only thought that happened when I shifted forms."

I glance over at Kierin and see him looking at me with curious eyes. He tells me, "I can tell why you didn't tell me, that might not have gone over fairly well with everyone. Do you think you can show me what you mean about a tail the next time we are alone?"

A smile slowly grows on my face before I reach over to give him a kiss. Pulling back I smile at him and say, "Thank you, you have no idea how much that means to me."

He smiles back and lays back down on the bed with me again. He kisses my head and before we fall asleep he says, "I'll never judge you on something you can't control, Haven. You never have to worry about that."