Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Cain stared up at her in shock.

"I hadn't realized…your power was that strong," Cain said, his voice low.

DG felt a high unlike she had ever known. That amount of power flowing through her was overwhelming, but in a good way. She felt strong, and almost giddy. But most of all, she felt the coldness leave, taking with it the Shadow Man's voice from her mind. Time stood still, and all she saw was Wyatt.

She stared down at him, bare chested, the top of his pants undone, his blue eyes staring back at her in wonder. Her body ached for him.

"Don't be afraid, Wyatt. He's gone. He can't hurt us here, in this place. Right now, it's just you and me."

"I'm not afraid, DG." He reached up and ran his hand down her slender arm, the sparse blonde hairs on his own arm rising as he touched her, feeling the magic sparking off of her like static electricity.

"How long will it last?" he asked.

She smiled wider. "As long as I have control, I guess."

He smirked at her. She winked back at him.

Standing tentatively, he moved his other hand to her shoulder, sliding up to cup her chin. Her eyes followed his.

And in them she saw everything. This was their moment. Their time had finally come…she only had to stop time to get there.

Leaning in he placed a chaste kiss against her lips, and the feeling took her breath away. Her eyes drifted closed as he kissed her again, running his tongue along her lower lip. Her mouth instinctively opened and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. She closed her mouth over his, letting her own tongue dance with his as her hands slid up his arms and around his neck.

Cain moved his hand from her shoulder across her collar bone and down between her breasts, causing her to moan and arch toward him. His hand continued south to the top of her jeans. Slipping in a single finger, he ran it along the waist of her jeans, his knuckle brushing across her bare skin, and DG shivered. Her hands moved to his hair, pulling him closer to her as her kisses grew more urgent, her body coming alive once again with her desire for him, her unending need to be closer to him.

His hands vigorously worked the button and zipper of her jeans before he broke their kiss and lowered himself before her, pulling her jeans down her legs to the floor. She smiled down at him, toeing off her shoes and before stepping one foot out of her pants followed by the other. He pushed them aside and ran his large hands up her legs, squeezing her thighs, before peppering her belly with soft kisses.

DG had never known intimacy like this. It was all new to her. She was feeling an array of emotions…scared, excited, nervous, shy, alive, loved…she thought she'd lose control right there yet she hung on to her power, not wanting to jeopardize this experience for which she had waited too long.

Suddenly DG felt his lips and hands leave her body. Opening her eyes she glanced down and saw him taking the blanket she had dropped to the floor and spreading it out over the wood planks. He moved quickly back to the small bed to retrieve two pillows and another blanket, placing them on the blanket on the floor.

And just as quickly as had left her, he returned, his hands roaming over her body, bringing with them the pleasure she felt spiking throughout her. The power she felt coursing through her mixed with the exhilaration Cain ignited within her sent DG into a euphoric haze, and all she wanted was to be one with this man.

Feeling suddenly ambitious, DG decided to return the favor, with benefits. She lowered herself to her knees before him, taking his pants with her. Cain grinned at her as she pulled off his boots and socks, and he stepped out of his pants before she tossed them to the side. Running her hands up his muscular legs, she took in every inch of him with her eyes, relishing the sight of him.

Rising further up on her knees, she took his length in her hands and Cain sucked in his breath. He stared down at her, nearly losing his balance as she opened her small mouth and ran her tongue up his shaft. Her innocent blue eyes looked up at him, watching him watch her, his shock giving away to lust. Slowly she wrapped her mouth around him, and Cain's eyes fluttered closed, nearly losing himself in the moist warmth she had enveloped him in.

She slowly pulled him from her mouth, letting her tongue flick the tip of him before Cain couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled away from her and fell to his knees, grabbing her fiercely into another passionate kiss before turning her over and laying her down on the blanket.

"Do you know what you do to me, DG?" he blurted out, finding it hard to catch his breath.

"What?" she asked innocently, running her thigh against his, feeling his hardness pressed against her abdomen. She rolled her hips once, and his hand instinctively rushed down to her hip, pressing it down to the floor.

Leaning his forehead against hers, he fought for some restraint, not wanting to end this too quickly. Time was stopped after all, and he wanted to take full advantage of that fact.

"Better yet," she purred, her breath washing over his face, "what do you want to do to me?"

Cain felt like he was losing his mind. He had never been with a woman like this…never heard a woman speak this way. He knew when DG would send him those images through their link, the words she said, that their time together would be different…exciting. He just never knew it would feel this amazing, and it took all he had not to ravage her on the spot. He wanted to take his time, to make this special for her, knowing she had never done this before. She was about to give him the greatest gift a woman could give a man, and he wanted her to know how much he treasured it.

Yet her whispered words in his ear as his lips trailed down her neck spurred him on.

"I want…" he whispered, unable to form a coherent thought as his body took over.

"What…" she cooed, her tongue running over his ear, his body shuddering.

"I want to touch you," he said, his voice strained with need.

DG moaned, his words causing her thighs to ache. She wanted the exact same thing. Her hands moved to her sides as she shimmied her panties over her hips and down her legs. Cain kept his eyes transfixed on hers.

Raising her head, she brushed her lips against his, wrapping her slender fingers around his wrist.

"Then touch me," she whispered, taking his hand and moving it between her thighs.

As soon as Cain's fingers brushed against her, she cried out, the sensation bringing her to new heights. Cain exhaled the breath he had been holding as his fingers felt the most intimate part of her. So much emotion washed over him at that moment that he felt tears well in his eyes.

She was so beautiful, so young, so delicate…and she was giving herself over to him completely. He never thought such a miracle would happen to him once, let alone twice in his life. Why should he be so lucky? He didn't know, nor understand. Yet there she was, lying beneath him, surrendering herself to him.

Her lips sought his out as he stroked her, occasionally slipping a finger inside her, causing her to moan and buck her hips into his hand. She wanted to feel him deeper, all around her. While his touch felt so incredible, it still was not enough.

"Wyatt," she mewed, her lips still against his.

"What is it, baby? What do you want?" he asked, slipping another finger inside of her.

Crying out, she arched her back toward him, and he moved his lips down to her breast, closing his mouth over her nipple while his other hand worked inside of her.

"I want you inside of me," she cried, holding his head to her chest. "I need you inside of me."

Cain removed his hand from her and rose up on his arms so that they were face-to-face. They stared at each other for a moment, realizing what was to come, yet feeling no fear.

"DG, I…don't want to hurt you," Cain said reluctantly.

She smiled warmly at him, running her hands through his hair.

"It's ok," she whispered. "You could never hurt me."

She opened her legs as he settled comfortably between them. She felt the tip of his erection brush against her center, and she gasped. The realization that this was finally happening nearly sent her over the edge. He was so beautiful, so tender, so loving. DG thought there could not possibly be another woman, in the OZ or on the Other Side, who had a more perfect first time than this.

He rested his forehead against hers and kept their eyes locked together. His hands brushed through her dark hair.

"I love you," he whispered as he pushed himself inside her, finally joining their two bodies, and his eyes slid closed at the contact.

DG gasped, her own eyes closing, feeling the brief discomfort. She felt a pulse through her body as her magic flickered, and she thought she heard the clock tick, but only once.

Keep it together, she thought to herself. Just a bit longer.

Cain opened his eyes and looked at her intently. He smirked at her.

"Are you all right?" he asked her sweetly.

She opened her eyes and stared up at him. "Did you hear me?"

He nodded before slowly pulling himself out of her and sliding just as slowly back in. They both cried out, DG's hands moving to his back and gripping him tightly.

I need to know, DG, are you all right? Am I hurting you? he asked in her mind.

She smiled at him. I've never felt so wonderful in my entire life.

Cain smiled back at her and moved his hips out and in once more. DG opened her legs wider, growing accustomed to his presence inside her, and her hands roamed lower down his back.

Wyatt rolled his hips and this time DG thrust upwards, meeting their hips. Cain's breathing grew shallow as he moved inside her, her warmth so inviting he felt like he was finally home.

They continued to move together, increasing their pace. Cain's head fell to her shoulder, breathing her in, her sounds music to his ears. She pushed her hands down on his rear, encouraging him to move faster, to push in harder. She needed him to.

Cain grunted into her shoulder, the sweat on his forehead dampening her hair. He could feel his release building, but he wanted to be sure she was right there along with him.

"God, Cain, you feel so good," she moaned, rolling her head against his. Lifting his head he captured her lips in a searing kiss as he increased his pace, pressing deeper inside of her.

You are so amazing, DG. Stay with me, sweetheart, he whispered through her mind.

His hand moved down and hooked under her knee, lifting her leg higher, allowing him to get as deep inside her as he possibly could. She cried out, her hands gripping his hair as she felt something inside her build to the point it was about to burst.

Cain felt her inner walls begin to clench around him.

Open your eyes, DG. Look at me.

She opened her eyes, nearly glazed over, and she found him staring down at her, his face strained with his frantic movements. She could tell he was ready to lose control, as was she.

I'm with you, Wyatt. Forever.

"I love you," she said aloud, and she felt that pressure inside her finally burst.

Cain cried out her name, his own release springing forth inside her.

DG saw stars behind her eyes as she lost all control, wave after wave of pleasure riding through her, causing her walls of control to crumble. The clock on the wall sprung to life, as did movement on the street outside of the window. She could no longer hold the spell after that.

Suddenly a roar echoed through her head, followed by an immense pain. Her hands moved quickly to her head holding it tightly, fearing it would explode from the pain. Time once again moved and the Shadow Man was able to creep back in, and what he discovered did not please him the least bit.

But as quickly as the pain hit her, it just as quickly subsided, along with his presence in her head.

Cain's chest heaved as he fought to regain control of his breathing. He looked down at her in concern. Glancing up at the wall, he watched the clock as its arms once again moved. He heard the voices outside of the window and knew that her magic was no longer working.

And with that he knew the Shadow Man could find them once again.

DG's eyes remained closed as her headache dissipated. She gingerly removed her hands from her head before opening her eyes and blinking up at him.

"DG? What is it?"

She smiled at up at him. "I think we pissed him off."

Cain raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"He's gone, Wyatt. So let's not talk about him now…not now. Now is just about you and me."

"And the rest of the world?" he said, nodding towards the window.

She chuckled. "I told you I could only hold it as long as I had control. And anyone who can keep control after an orgasm like that is just not human."

He laughed from deep in his belly, lowering her leg to the blanket and gently sliding himself away from her. He moved to his side, pulling her with him so that they lay facing each other.

"Are you all right?" he asked again, forever ensuring her safety and comfort.

Her lips were turned up into a permanent smile. "Utterly blissful. That was…amazing," she said, sighing thoughtfully.

"That's putting it mildly," he joked. "You stopped time so that we could make love for the first time. Not many people can say that."

DG lowered her eyes and stared at her fingers as they began to fidget. Cain sensed her apprehension.

"DG," he said, touching her chin and causing her to look back at him. "That was the sweetest, most incredible moment of my life. Thank you, for what you have given me. I am truly honored, and I want you to know that. I've never felt anything like this before," he said, placing his hand over his heart. "I love you, completely."

DG felt the tears reform in her eyes as he spoke, putting her worry at ease that it had not been as spectacular for him as it had for her. A sudden sadness entered her heart, knowing that in just a few hours she'd be leaving him. It was very possible she'd never feel him in her arms again, never feel his lips against her skin, never hear him cry out his climax and send her to a new heaven. The thought of it made her chest feel like it was caving in. But it was a chance she had to take, for the Shadow Man was still out there, still a threat. She had a mission to fulfill for the OZ…her own heart would have to wait.

"What is it, DG?" he asked, concerned, running his lip over her bottom lip. "You look sad."

She took his hand in hers and smiled at him, a single tear falling from her eye.

"No, not sad. I'm so, so happy, Wyatt. You've made me so incredibly happy. You are…the love of my life."

He leaned in and kissed her gently before pulling rolling on to his back and bringing her closer to him. She reached down and fetched the other blanket, draping it over them both before resting her head on his chest and allowing the beating of his heart to lull her to sleep.

Hours later DG opened her eyes. The Ozian sky was still dark, but the moons hung low in the sky. It would be dawn soon, and Wyatt would wake, Jeb would be at the door with her personal guards, and they'd be making their way back to Finaqua.

But DG had a different plan, one she knew she regrettably had to follow.

Propping herself up on her elbow, she stared down at Wyatt who was deep in sleep. Her eyes glistened with tears as she gently brushed her fingertips along his hair line. He looked so peaceful. It was a look she could not recall seeing on his face before. No worry lines, no tension. Just completely at peace. It warmed her to think she did that for him, albeit short lived.

He stirred, reaching his hand out for her. He rested it over her hand, and she choked back a sob.

I love you so much, she whispered to him through her mind, causing him to stir again. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and called to her magic, sending it through her hand into his and through his body, pushing him farther into sleep so that he would not wake until morning.

When his breathing regulated and his eyes began to flutter behind his lids, she knew her magic had worked. Sliding her hand out from under his, she stood and dressed quickly. After slipping her coat on, she glanced down at him one last time before moving to the door.

As she walked past the table, she stopped, noticing some paper and a pencil. She hesitated, wondering if it would hurt or help things by leaving him a note. In the end, she decided he deserved some sort of explanation. He had to know she was doing this willingly, and that she was not taken against her will or under a spell of some sorts.

She scribbled a quick letter to him, tears falling from her eyes the entire time. When she finished she dropped the pencil and knelt down to place the paper on top of the blanket where she had been. Standing she turned her back to him, unable to look at him again for fear she would chicken out and crawl back under that blanket with him. It's what she wanted more than anything, but she had to leave.

Opening the door, she slipped out into the night. She was able to maneuver the streets of Central City unseen and finally pass through the city gates. She had to place a quick spell on the guards so they would not recognize her and allow her to pass without question.

As she walked along the road and into the trees, she stopped, deciding on another quick course of action. She hated leaving Wyatt alone. He'd be confused and angry, or worse, he might feel like she had rejected him. He'd need help, and there were only two other people besides Jeb that she'd trust with his emotions.

Closing her eyes, she magically put out a distress call to those two before continuing down the road alone.