Silk and Sand – Chapter 10
Stepping over the pile of clothes at her feet, Kahlan smiled up at Richard, loving how his eyes went wide and could not help but drift down to gaze upon her in all her glory. His warm brown eyes seemed to swirl with desire and need, filling with all the love she had ever seen reflected back in his gaze. She took a quick breath, watching as he reached down and undid the belt around his waist, tossing it away, as he pulled the tunic up and over his shoulders. Nothing but Richard was underneath, and spirits, did she love the sight of him bare before her.
True, this was not the first time she had seen him so exposed. But now, they were in private, with a soft bed awaiting them, and he was not covered in filth and mud, giving her the opportunity to see all of him without anything to mar the toned muscles and chiseled chest of the demigod that was her Richard. The Seeker smiled at her reaction, and stepped forward, placing a hand on her bare arm, causing a tingle to run down her spine as he pulled her to him. His lips met hers and Kahlan moaned, aching to be with him as it was meant to be, and not for the amusement and entertainment of others.
Kahlan immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him just that more closer as she deepened the kiss, feeling their body's mesh together. Richard groaned as she bit at his lower lip, pulling it into her mouth to suck on it as his hands combed through her long hair, skimming down its length until he was applying just the right amount of pressure to her lower back, inching her even more closer to his body. She could feel him pressing against her, already becoming firm and hard. His hands danced even further down her back until he was gripping her bottom, squeezing at the soft flesh he found there, causing her to giggle softly as he continued to tickle her lips with kisses. Her breath caught and she felt a wave of arousal seep out of her core and add fuel to the raging inferno that was the flame of their love.
Swooping her up into his arms, Richard carried her over to the lavish bed. For the first time, Kahlan found herself thankful for being sold to Betto and not some seedy pimp, since the former provided his property with such rich accommodations. The mattress was exquisitely soft, though nothing could compare with the Mother Confessor's bed in Aydindril. She was glad that their second time got to be in a bed and was a little grateful that they had not done any more than they had in the pool. Though, she was looking forward to feeling the same bliss and rapture that Richard had given her with nothing but his hand between her legs.
Setting her down, Richard climbed up and hovered over her, his hands running up and down her body, coaxing out soft whimpering moans of delight from her lips. He caressed her thighs and kissed her neck, sucking so hard on the supple flesh that Kahlan felt for sure he was going to leave his mark. She felt a little overwhelmed with all the feelings and sensations he was stirring within her. The last thing she wanted was for Richard to be doing all the work. She wanted to be a participant, not just a sideline observer to the process.
Closing her eyes and gasping in pleasure as one of his hands shot up to her breast, cupping it and teasing her nipple, Kahlan managed to regain some control of her arms. She raked her fingers through his unruly hair, noting for the first time how much it had grown out since their capture, perhaps more time had pass than she had thought. Her touch only seemed to excite him more, because his hand on her thigh had drifted further up her leg until he was gripping her hip, squeezing softly as he continued to kiss her neck and shoulder. She parted her legs, begging him with kisses of her own, wanting to feel him inside her again.
Richard eased back off her neck and gazed down at her, his hand stilling on her breast, as he slipped his other hand between them, seeking out that place between her legs that he knew would make her quake and moan. Kahlan blinked and stared up into his eyes, seeing him smile down at her as she knitted her eyebrows together when a low moan of pleasure forced its way out of her throat. His fingers were teasing her special place and rubbing her folds, tantalizing and promising things that Kahlan felt for sure that only Richard could deliver.
Kahlan moved one of her hands from his back and ran it down his chest, caressing every curve and contour of his muscles. She dipped her hand down his abdomen, seeking to do to him what he was doing to her. Sensing what she wanted to do, Richard shifted on his knees, angling himself into a position that afforded her with room to work with. She reached down and grabbed his already firm member in her hand.
"Spirits, Richard…," she gasped, surprised. "You… you're so hard."
"It's not that difficult when I have the most beautiful woman beneath me, practically begging me to make love to her," Richard groaned as she began to stroke his length, all the while he continued to caress her special place.
He dipped his head down and captured her lips, arching his back as he bucked his hips into her hand. Kahlan let out a soft whimper, feeling the warmth of his arousal brush across her stomach. Richard shifted, bringing his hand up from her breast to hold her face as they continued to kiss while each continued to pleasure the other with their hands. He moaned into her mouth and leaned back, bringing his hand up from her femininity to remove hers from his member.
She placed her hand on his side, and watched as he wetted his fingers with his tongue, before dipping it back down between them, rubbing her folds, stirring up the wetness that had already begun to coalesced between her legs. Kahlan squirmed her hips, unable to wait any longing to be connected with her Seeker in the most intimate of ways.
"Oh, Richard," she murmured softly, meeting his eyes. "I want you… I want you so much."
"I know," Richard answered, bending over her to kiss her neck as he continued to stimulate her most private of places. "I know."
Kahlan shivered, confused. If he knew, then why was he not entering her and making her his? Why was he not making love to her? Sure, she greatly enjoyed what he was doing with his fingers, it was causing her entire body to tremble and spin with unheard amounts of pleasure, but she wanted him inside her, not outside. She shivered, feeling his hardness brush up against her skin, as he shifted over her, pulling hand back. He gripped her trembling legs, steadying them, as he gently guided them apart.
Her heart seemed to do a summersault in her chest as she gazed up at him, panting in deep breaths, awaiting the moment of connection. He gazed down at her, running a hand along her jawbone. "Kiss me," she whimpered softly, feeling her spine tingle with delight. "Kiss me when you enter me."
Richard smiled. His knees moved and she could feel him positioning himself for entry. She could not help but wiggle with delight when he lowered himself between her spread legs. She ran her hands down his back and latched on to his backside, practically pushing him down. He was stronger, but her move had surprised him. The result was his hips bucking slightly up into her, causing part of his length to push past her folds. It was quick and fast, and Kahlan had to squint and gasp in a sudden burst of pain that she had not expected.
Hovering over her, Richard groaned and backed up his hips, withdrawing himself from her wetness. "Kahlan…," he admonished, shaking his head. She glared up at him, and narrowed her eyes, ignoring the fact that it had hurt.
"What are you doing?" she questioned. "I did not give you permission to remove yourself from my person, Seeker," she spoke up with the authoritarian voice of the Mother Confessor. "You will comply with my wishes. Now… do as I say, and make love to me… NOW!"
Richard chuckled and grabbed her head in his hand, holding it between her neck and jaw. "Oh, Kahlan," he laughed. "I'm not some confessed mate you can order around…"
Kahlan's mouth dropped, hurt more by his words of jest than she had expected. She bit her lower lip and averted her eyes, feeling the early signs of tears stinging the sides of her face. "Oh, Richard… I'm sorry, I… I didn't mean it like that," she whimpered. "Please… for—"
"Shh," he silenced her with a finger on her lips. "I was just teasing, Kahlan. Spirits, you know I'll do whatever you say. I was just caught off guard by your sudden need."
Heaving her chest, she glanced back at him and nodded. "I'm still sorry," she asserted, her lips still trembling. "I never meant to imply you are like a confessed mate, because you're not. I never want to have a mate… I want to have you… my best friend and lover."
Richard shifted over her pressing his pelvis against hers, rubbing his length against her folds. Kahlan gasped and looked up into his eyes as he smiled down at him. "Best friend and lover, eh?" he echoed her words. "What about husband?"
"Richard…," Kahlan shook her head, growing distracted by his hard member teasing her folds and rubbing against her special place, which made her quake and tremble beneath him. "You… you know I cannot marry you. Not that I don't want to, I do… but… outside this valley, when we are like this, when we connect, I'd only end up confessing you, destroying you and only having the shell of the man that you are now. And that, Richard, is something I cannot do."
"But I love you with all my heart," Richard protested, easing off her just a bit, almost as if he was punishing her by taking away that which she wanted most. Spirits, she was only telling him the truth, why could he not just take this opportunity for what it was? "What else do I need to do to convince you?"
Kahlan huffed, feeling slightly irritated at him. "You can start by stopping this tease and either make love to me or not!" she snapped back. "And if you really want us to contemplate a relationship out of this valley, then you will have to allow me to find a Rada'Han which we can use for these moments once we escape." She pouted and waited for his response, half afraid he would say that if he could not have all of her, then he would not want to tempt himself by having her now.
A long deep sigh rattled through his body, causing him to shake above her. Kahlan bit her lower lip, worried that she had just ruined the moment and that Richard was no longer in the mood. But then, before she could react, he grabbed her head and rammed his mouth against hers; kissing her with such a passion that she forgot where and who she was. Then the moment came, as their tongues met, Kahlan felt him gentle push up to her. Her mouth dropped and she let out a loud trembling moan as she felt his entire length move up into her wet heat.
"Oh… Richard…," she whimpered, as his hands moved down her body, touching and teasing her in all the right places. "You… you do want me." Slowly, he began to move over her, directing the pace. Kahlan could only gasp at each thrust, feeling him push deeper and deeper into her. Her arms fell uselessly to the mattress as his motions increased. His lips continued their movements along her face and jaw, slipping down to her neck to suck on her pulse point.
One of his hands drifted down her arm to grab her hand, interlacing his fingers with hers. Kahlan arched her neck to look down, seeing as he raised their locked hands into the air. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as he continued to make love to her, hitting each pressure and pleasure point in her body. After a time, she regained some of her wits, and she moved along with him, raising her hips to meet his on each of his downward thrusts. She commanded her inner muscles to squeeze at him, relishing the guttural groan she coaxed from his throat as she did so.
Kahlan trembled and shivered when she felt his free hand slip between then to stimulate her special place. Her eyes flirted around until they found his and she gazed at him, confused. Then her face contorted in exquisite ecstasy as she felt her body begin to respond to his ministrations. Richard smiled as he removed his hand and held her squirming hips to hold them steady as he continued to thrust into her. He danced his lips up her neck and captured her lips again, giving her a long and tender kiss as he pushed himself ever so much deeper into her as he slowed the pace to almost a crawl. Kahlan closed her walls around him, wanting him to stay. He wiggled his hips and laughed into her mouth.
"Kahlan…," he purred, brushing his free hand against the side of her face.
She relented and unclenched her muscles, allowing him to continue the movements above her. The other position they had done for the amusement of Betto's clients had been exciting, but Kahlan liked this one the best. When Richard was over her, she felt safe and secure. His heated body gave her shelter and warmth, and it allowed them to kiss as they connected. That, above all, made Kahlan want to squeal with delight as he plunged himself into her wet warm depths.
"Spirits, Kahlan… you're so tight," he murmured into her mouth as he continued kissing her. She giggled and wrapped her legs around him, helping him with his thrusts. Their interlocked hands had ended up pressed against the mattress, lying uselessly off to the side as they had continued.
"Then… then I… I'm pleasing to you!" Kahlan panted through her breaths, her cheeks flushed with all the heated passion and pleasure that was coursing through her veins.
Richard stopped for moment, his length halfway through a downward thrust. "You'll always please me, Kahlan," he whispered into her lips. "Always. And… and forever."
He let go over her hand and placed both his hands on the side of her face. She gazed up unblinking into his warm brown eyes as he gently pushed himself as far as possible into her depths, pinning her hard against the soft mattress. Kahlan squirmed with rapture, feeling his entire length become enshrouded by her quivering flesh. She closed her eyes and simply basked in the feel of being with him, vaguely aware that his hands had slipped down from her face and were caressing her shoulders and arms, coaxing her arms up to loop around his neck.
When she blinked again, the world seemed to be rocking, and her insides were screaming with joy. She looked around, and noticed that Richard was sprawled on top of her, her breasts pressed hard against his chest, as he held her to him. His hips were moving at a furious pace and Kahlan felt on fire. She was seriously wet and slippery. And Richard seemed to be having no trouble moving in and out at her with lightning speed. The friction developed by this was overwhelming, leaving her lightheaded, at best. She felt in a daze, as the wave of pleasure just seemed to soar throughout her body, only intensifying when Richard began sucking on her pulse point, where her neck met her shoulder. She noticed that her arms had been looped around his neck and she hugged tight, feeling like she needed to scream.
"It's all right, Kahlan," Richard grunted into her ear in panting breaths, as if he could read her thoughts. "If you have to scream… then scream… scream for me, my Kahlan."
Kahlan obliged, giving into her dark need to scream. The sound was unlike anything she had ever produced. She had screamed before, but this scream was not one of terror or grief, but of pure unadulterated pleasure. She found herself screaming his name at the top of his lungs, begging him to push harder and faster, which he readily complied with. She tightened her arms around his neck, feeling her stomach muscle tense up as her legs went stiff. An explosion of heated passion erupted inside her very core, the likes of which Kahlan had never felt. Kahlan blacked out for a second, the release was that powerful and overwhelming.
When she blinked back, Richard was groaning heavily. His muscles were tensing up and he was pressing hard against her, pulling her mouth to his, pushing his tongue pass her lips just as she felt a heated blast shoot up into her insides. Kahlan instinctively clenched her inner muscles, eliciting a low throaty moan from her Seeker, as he seeded his Confessor. Past all the exquisite rapture and love she was feeling for the man above her, Kahlan was silently praying to the Creator that during these two times that they had been together, that he had released enough of his seed into her that it would quicken within and create a child. If there was anything Kahlan wanted more than to be with Richard, it was to have his child.
"Oh, spirits… KAHLAN!" Richard nearly shouted her name into her ear, causing her to squeal and squirm, attempting to elicit even more from him. Richard hummed against her neck and kissed her lightly, running his lips past her jawbone as he rested his weight against her, pinning her even more to the mattress.
"Mmm," she mumbled, letting out a breath as she came down from the high of what she now knew was an orgasm. It had been far more intense than the one he had given her in the pool. She thought that it might have something to do with him being inside her, giving her what she wanted most. Him.
Kahlan ran her fingers along his back, dancing circles around his muscles, as he eased into her, nuzzling her neck. "I love you, Richard… I never want to be parted from you… ever."
He shifted above her and smiled. "Neither do I, Kahlan" he gazed down at her, bringing up a hand to brush away the damp hair that matted around her forehead. "I love you with my entire being. And… and you must trust me when I say there is nothing in this world that will ever change that. But… if you want to find a Rada'Han when we escape, then I will support your decision, whatever it is. I will always be with you… no matter what. I promise."
Kahlan was left speechless, overwhelmed by the oath he had just made. She wanted to do the same, but she could not find the words. Fortunately, it appeared he did not need her words to know how she felt, because he leaned back down over her and captured her lips, giving her a slow and loving kiss that spoke more than words ever could. She groaned slightly when he slipped out of her, wishing he would just stay inside her for the entire evening. When he laid down on the bed, she immediately curled up next to him, resting her head on his chest as he tenderly stroked one hand up and down her spine.
"How long until morning?" she asked, knowing that they would need to get some sleep to be rested for Richard's improvised revolt.
Richard narrowed his eyes and set his jaw. "Long enough," he replied cryptically.
Confused, Kahlan propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at his smiling face. "Long enough for what?" she questioned, utterly baffled for the reason behind his grinning.
He looked up at her, his eyes glinting with some hidden plan. His smirk grew as she continued to stare down at him in disbelief at his seemingly lack of concern about the outcome of the morning's struggle. He gave her a mischievous wink, and then she found herself flying through the air. Richard hover over her, having spun her around onto her back, crushing her lips with a long and slow kiss.
"Time enough for a couple more rounds of lovemaking, my beautiful confessor," Richard answered as his hands ran down to caress her legs.
Kahlan let out a soft giggle of delight, already feeling him grow hard and firm against her thigh. She watched with sparkling eyes as he kissed his way down her body, pausing at all her critical pleasure points. His head dipped down past her navel, and Kahlan furrowed her brow, arching her neck to look down past her breasts, unsure what he was doing. "Richard… what… what are you doing?" her confusion was evident in her voice.
He glanced up at her, his chin resting on her soft belly as his hands caressed her thighs, slowly pulling her legs apart. "Something I've never done before, but have wanted to do ever since I first saw you running through the woods all sweaty and slick," Richard answered. "Spirits, you looked so beautiful, like an angelic being come down from the heavens above." He pushed and nuzzled his nose into the small forest above her special place. She could feel him taking in her scent, and blowing against her small hairs down there. "Not even Nadine could get me to do this. You are the first and only woman I have ever truly wanted to try…" he let his words trail of as he gave her a teasing wink.
"What are you talking—?" her question was drowned out, replaced by a sudden gasp as Richard's mouth latched onto the warm spot between her legs, his tongue sliding out to tease her folds.
Smacking his lips, he looked up at her with hot eyes. "Mmm," he hummed against her inner thighs. "You taste amazing, Kahlan."
Kahlan shivered and bucked her hips up as he descended down on her again. She rolled her head back and caught her breath, losing herself in the pleasure that her Seeker gave her. Gasping and moaning, a smile formed across Kahlan's lips, concluding that tonight was going to be a journey of discovery and wonder. As Richard continued to lick and suck on her special place, Kahlan vowed that her body would not be the only one to be explored that evening.