glanced at Al’bah, who looked at him with a soft fear. Her hands were posed in a begging gesture. Cain could see the beginnings of transparency of Al’bah’s form, and he felt her weight start to lift from his body, as if she were a dream fading away.
“Please, do not reject me. I need you.”
Her agony and desperation spilled over to Cain’s senses. It sparked the remembrance of the tortures he stopped, and what would happen if—
“No!” Cain sat up. “Don’t go! Please, don’t go!” He reached out. “No! No! Don’t go!” It took a moment to actually realize he had his arms around Al’bah. Her skin was so soft, so smooth that he hadn’t even realized she was in his arms until he felt her trembling heart and heard her crying softly.
“Please…do not let me go.”
“I won’t…I have you.”
He brought his lips to hers, tasting her desire, tasting the blood that was his, still on her tongue, surrendering any resistance he had left to her kiss.
Oh, God…
Chapter 7
Waters and Light
“Friendship isn’t something you owe, Charlie. Only animosity holds actions like a debt, and spends it on vengeance.”
—Cain Lamentson
4:01 a.m.
The feverish heat of their passions cooled, and a calming sense of satisfaction settled upon the night. Al’bah watched Cain close his eyes and drift off to sleep. She sighed deeply and caressed his face. His expression now carried faint peace, which magnified the allure of his hard features.
Oh! Such miracles! Al’bah marveled, looking upon her new form. A physical form crafted in the likeness of humanity! Everything was so overwhelming, so new. Even the senses she had been given were just as new, and no less overwhelming.
“Oh, Cain,” Al’bah whispered, snuggling close to his body and resting her head upon his shoulder. “I can hear your heart. I can feel your soul.”
A strange noise broke the stillness of the night, making Al’bah look around the room with soft fear. I doubt I will sleep as easily as he, Al’bah thought, curling her fingers in his hair and wrapping her legs around his. Her fear was well placed. Was her form solidified? Was she truly upon the realm in which humans dwelled? She had almost lost everything. Cain was so scared of her, so close to rejecting her, and he nearly broke his Bonds out of blind panic.
“Cain,” Al’bah whispered in his ear. “Belag-sel-shen-ka-rel-shi-yu-ya.”
Cain’s response was immediate. He rolled toward Al’bah, took her into his arms, and spoke in his dreams. “Stay, you’re mine.”
Al'bah dared no more. She would not dare to control Cain. She sighed softly, feeling his flesh and blood feed her soul, filling her essence with an immense power and warmth. Al’bah closed her eyes, allowing sleep to take her senses. And although no one could see, she smiled in her dreams and wept tears of joy.
***
Al’bah opened her eyes. The sun was shining through the window.
And it was beautiful.
Studying and caressing his face for a few tender moment, she looked fondly to Cain, who was still asleep. Carefully, she untangled her body from his. Once free and standing, she noticed a savage sensation of pain coming from her Bond.
What pain is this? Her Bond’s hand was restored, but the pain was not there. It was emanating from his head. Al’bah knelt to kiss him on the forehead. There! She straightened and started to look about the room.
It was beautiful.
Strewn about were clothes, various artwork, and baubles of numerous sizes and shapes. Some she could recognize. Most she could not. She picked up the thing that Cain had wielded against her like a weapon.
What is this? Poison? She sniffed a strange scent that came from the bottle and looked back upon her Bond, wondering why he would willingly drink poison. She stuck her tongue out and tasted a drop that fell upon her hand. No, not poison. Alcohol. She placed the bottle down and examined the other objects. Oh, so much to learn! What are all
“Please, do not reject me. I need you.”
Her agony and desperation spilled over to Cain’s senses. It sparked the remembrance of the tortures he stopped, and what would happen if—
“No!” Cain sat up. “Don’t go! Please, don’t go!” He reached out. “No! No! Don’t go!” It took a moment to actually realize he had his arms around Al’bah. Her skin was so soft, so smooth that he hadn’t even realized she was in his arms until he felt her trembling heart and heard her crying softly.
“Please…do not let me go.”
“I won’t…I have you.”
He brought his lips to hers, tasting her desire, tasting the blood that was his, still on her tongue, surrendering any resistance he had left to her kiss.
Oh, God…
Chapter 7
Waters and Light
“Friendship isn’t something you owe, Charlie. Only animosity holds actions like a debt, and spends it on vengeance.”
—Cain Lamentson
4:01 a.m.
The feverish heat of their passions cooled, and a calming sense of satisfaction settled upon the night. Al’bah watched Cain close his eyes and drift off to sleep. She sighed deeply and caressed his face. His expression now carried faint peace, which magnified the allure of his hard features.
Oh! Such miracles! Al’bah marveled, looking upon her new form. A physical form crafted in the likeness of humanity! Everything was so overwhelming, so new. Even the senses she had been given were just as new, and no less overwhelming.
“Oh, Cain,” Al’bah whispered, snuggling close to his body and resting her head upon his shoulder. “I can hear your heart. I can feel your soul.”
A strange noise broke the stillness of the night, making Al’bah look around the room with soft fear. I doubt I will sleep as easily as he, Al’bah thought, curling her fingers in his hair and wrapping her legs around his. Her fear was well placed. Was her form solidified? Was she truly upon the realm in which humans dwelled? She had almost lost everything. Cain was so scared of her, so close to rejecting her, and he nearly broke his Bonds out of blind panic.
“Cain,” Al’bah whispered in his ear. “Belag-sel-shen-ka-rel-shi-yu-ya.”
Cain’s response was immediate. He rolled toward Al’bah, took her into his arms, and spoke in his dreams. “Stay, you’re mine.”
Al'bah dared no more. She would not dare to control Cain. She sighed softly, feeling his flesh and blood feed her soul, filling her essence with an immense power and warmth. Al’bah closed her eyes, allowing sleep to take her senses. And although no one could see, she smiled in her dreams and wept tears of joy.
***
Al’bah opened her eyes. The sun was shining through the window.
And it was beautiful.
Studying and caressing his face for a few tender moment, she looked fondly to Cain, who was still asleep. Carefully, she untangled her body from his. Once free and standing, she noticed a savage sensation of pain coming from her Bond.
What pain is this? Her Bond’s hand was restored, but the pain was not there. It was emanating from his head. Al’bah knelt to kiss him on the forehead. There! She straightened and started to look about the room.
It was beautiful.
Strewn about were clothes, various artwork, and baubles of numerous sizes and shapes. Some she could recognize. Most she could not. She picked up the thing that Cain had wielded against her like a weapon.
What is this? Poison? She sniffed a strange scent that came from the bottle and looked back upon her Bond, wondering why he would willingly drink poison. She stuck her tongue out and tasted a drop that fell upon her hand. No, not poison. Alcohol. She placed the bottle down and examined the other objects. Oh, so much to learn! What are all
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