Elfin Trilogy

Chapter 6-4

“What did you just say?”

Trik blushed. He actually blushed. “You are my everything, the very breath I breathe, the water I drink, the food I eat, you are all that I need, all that I want, and all that I am, is yours.”

Cassie’s heart constricted in her chest and she felt something deep inside her burst forward and she knew what it was—her soul.

“I feel like I want to crawl inside of you, Trik, like I can’t get close enough,” she confessed.

Trik stroked her face, unable to keep from touching her. “I know the feeling,” he murmured.

“Will it always be like this, so intense?”

Trik's eyes continued to roam over her face as his fingers ran through her hair. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips and whispered against them. “Hmmm, some of that might be the liquor.” Cassie slapped his arm and he chuckled, but then here sobered and added. “From what I understand it grows deeper and stronger.”

Cassie groaned. “I can’t imagine feeling any stronger than I do now.”

Trik smiled. “I can.”

Cassie saw a wicked gleam in his silver eyes. “Do I want to know?”

He chuckled. “Well, I imagine it’s something we are going to have to discuss at some point.”

Cassie’s brow furrowed, “What are you talking about?”

He leaned forward until his lips were against her ear. He let out a slow breath and the warmth caressed her skin. She trembled and Trik pulled her closer to him.

“A bed is not made only for sleeping, Cassandra,” he whispered and then she felt his tongue dart out and flick across her ear.

She was dazed for a moment and the meaning behind his words finally hit her. She couldn’t breathe as she considered what he was saying.

Trik pulled back so that he could look at her face. He had to admit he was enjoying that he had shocked her, probably a little more than he should be.

“Breathe, Cassie,” he told her gently. “We don’t have to go there until you are ready and sober.”

“I um, well that is that, you see it’s like …” She stumbled over her words, as she tried not to be embarrassed by the topic.

“I never intended to go there until I was married,” she finally told him with only a moderate amount of blushing.

The smile that spread across his lips was dazzling and made her momentarily lose her train of thought.

“So, you’ve never lain with another male?”

“If by lain you are speaking in the Biblical sense, then no, I have not.”

Trik watched her carefully. Relief he hadn’t realized he would feel at the information bloomed in his chest.

“Just to be clear,” he began again. “You’ve never…”.

Cassie groaned. “Good grief, Trik, do I need to spell it out?”

He nodded.

“I’ve never had s*x. Are you happy now?”

“Unbelievably so,” he told her as he nuzzled her neck.

She pushed at his shoulder.

“What about you?” she asked as his eyes met hers. She saw them darken and was surprised to see shame in them. Her heart fell, though she didn’t know why she had been expecting a different answer. The guy was possibly so old that he had a dinosaur for a pet. She looked away and tried not to be hurt.

“I’m sorry, baby.” Trik gently took her chin and turned her face back toward him. “I never even considered that I would ever have a Chosen.”

“It’s fine, really. I don’t know why I expected any other answer.”

“They meant nothing,” Trik told her desperately, imploring her to understand. He didn’t want to hurt her but he could see he had.

Cassie wondered, as she looked up at him and saw the worry in his eyes, if maybe she was rushing into something she would later regret. Maybe she should date more before she committed to something so permanent. Maybe she needed to have other experiences with other guys. Trik’s fingers brushed her skin and, when his face darkened, she knew he had seen what she had been thinking.

“I will give you any experience you are curious about.” His words were harsh, but his hands continued to be gentle. His voice softened as he continued. “Besides, I assure you any experience with another would never hold a candle to what I can give you.”

Cassie blushed again, knowing what he was talking about—pleasure.

“Awe my sweet, lótë, you are correct. I will, one day, when we are, what did you say? Married? Yes, when we are married I will give you such pleasure that you will never want to leave our bed.”

Cassie gasped as she slapped his shoulder. “You can’t say things like that.”

“Why, I speak only truth,” he told her matter of fact like. He rolled over quickly, pulling her with him so she was on top of him. “So, when do we get married? Soon I hope.”

Cassie laughed. “Hold on there, tiger. I haven’t even graduated from high school.”

“What does that have to do with us getting married?” he asked genuinely confused.

“Well, most girls don’t get married in high school unless they get knocked up, and to get knocked up you have to do the deed, which we are not.”

“Knocked up?” Trik trailed his fingertips across her back, causing her to arch into them. “What does that mean?”

Cassie closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation of his touch.

“Cassie.”

“Hmm,” she answered as she continued to relish his fingers. Her eyes flew open when his hands pulled up the back of her shirt and began to trail his fingers over her again, only this time they were against her flesh.

“What does knocked up mean?” he asked again. Trik grinned as he watched his Chosen respond to his touch, a response only he could pull from her.

“You have to stop touching me if you want me to be able to speak like a semi-intelligent person.”

“Then I suppose you will just have to be unintelligent because I can never stop touching you.”

Cassie groaned, but finally gathered her thoughts into a coherent sentence. “It means to get pregnant.”

The idea of Cassie pregnant with his child flashed through his mind and he was surprised to find that it was a very welcome idea.

Cassie’s eyes met his and widened.

“You caught that?” he asked her.

She nodded. “Trik, I’m not going to be ready for children for a while.”

Trik took one of his hands from her back and pushed her hair way from her face and then rested his hand on the nape of her neck. “That is fine, we have plenty of time for that. Besides we will need lots of practice.”

Cassie laughed. “You are such a guy.” She rolled off of him, needing to put some space between their bodies.

“What does that mean?” he asked her as he moved to his side and propped himself up on his hand.

“It means you are like all guys,” she told him as heat rose on her skin.

Trik c****d his head to the side. “Meaning?”

Cassie groaned as she looked up at his ceiling. “Meaning you like s*x, a lot.”

Trik laughed. “What male doesn’t, and if he doesn’t, it’s because he’s doing it wrong.”

Cassie grabbed a pillow and hit him in the head with it. “Not a smart thing to say to your, your …” Cassie wasn’t sure what to call herself.

“My Chosen, Cassandra. You are my Chosen.”

“Fine, Chosen. You should not admit to enjoying s*x when it isn’t with me.”

“We need to get off of this bed and out of this room if you are going to start talking about s*x between the two of us.” Trik jumped up and grabbed Cassie’s hand, pulling her with him.

“Where are we going?”

“Don’t you need to be home soon?” he asked her.

Cassie pulled her phone from her back pocket and looked at the time.

“Crap,” she muttered. “I’m ten minutes late.”

He began to pull her toward the mirror but she stopped.

“We can’t just show up in my room.”

Trik rolled his eyes. “I’m not an amateur at sneaking around, Cassie. We will go into your room and then I will get us down to your front door.”

“Oh, right. I knew that.” He began to pull her again and this time she allowed it.

Elora stood in the kitchen with her mom. She had left the party as soon as Trik and Cassie had disappeared through Todd’s window. She had called Cassie’s phone twenty times, trying to make sure that she was alright and still she had heard nothing from her best friend.

“What the hell, Lisa, why isn’t she answering her phone?”

Her mom replied. “He won’t hurt her.”

“You did not see how angry he was. He nearly killed Todd.” Elora slammed her hand down on the counter. “You need to call the queen Bee and tell her to do something.”

Lisa laughed. “Yeah, like she would just do something because I told her so.”

“Do you have a way to get in touch with her?” Elora asked.

“Yes, she has a cell phone, believe it or not.”

“So, what are you waiting for, the elf apocalypse caused by the ass himself?”

“Elora, please quit being so dramatic. It’s so unlike you.” Lisa shook her head at her daughter.

“Dramatic? Seriously mother,” Lisa’s head snapped around. She knew Elora was upset because she only called her ‘mother’ when the girl was livid, “my best friend was abducted by a crazy ass, quiver carrying, too good looking for the health of women everywhere, dark elf assassin and you think I’m being dramatic.”

Lisa’s brow rose as her eyes widened. “He carries a quiver?”

“UGH!” Elora groaned. “That’s all you have to say?”

“Well you have to admit that is an interesting tidbit.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“Because I know that he won’t hurt her,” Lisa said again for the hundredth time.

“Okay, I hear you. However, the evidence against his ability to stay in control is quite damning. So, I would like to just lay out there, just as a suggestion, that maybe we should not trust the dark elf assassin who nearly killed my friend’s date.”

Lisa stared at her daughter as she picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.

“Syndra, I’m sorry to bother you but I have a little problem.” Lisa held up her hand when Elora started to speak.

“Would I be correct in assuming that this problem has to do with a certain dark elf and your daughter’s best friend?” Syndra asked.

“You would be correct,” Lisa agreed. “Elora and Cassie were at a party with their dates. Trik showed up.”

“Cassie was out on a date with a male?” Syndra’s voice was full of concern.

“Is that a bad thing?” Lisa asked.

“The males of our race are very possessive of their Chosen. And because of the nature of the dark elf, they take that possessiveness to a whole new level. Did he kill the boy?”

“No, but according to Elora it was a close call.”

There was a pause and Lisa waited for the elf queen to speak. When she finally did, the voice came from behind her.

“Well.”

Lisa and Elora jumped in surprise. Elora glared at Syndra. “Could you somehow announce your presence before you just walk through our window?”

Syndra clucked her tongue at her. “Testy, aren’t we? Nice outfit.” She motioned to the costume Elora was still wearing. Lisa stepped in before Elora could respond.

“Do you think Cassie is safe with Trik?”

Syndra leaned against the counter and tapped her chin with a long fingernail.

“Trik won’t hurt her. She’s his Chosen and he is, therefore, incapable of hurting her. Now, anyone that comes between them is fair game.” She gave Elora a pointed look.

Elora held up her hands. “I’m not trying to go toe to toe with Mr. Bad Ass; I just want to know my friend is ok.”

“She’s ok,” Syndra responded.

Elora rolled her eyes and threw her hands in up in the air. “Well, now that that is all cleared up …”

“Why don’t we all just go over to Cassie’s house and see for ourselves if she is safe?” Syndra said with a wave as she walked through the same window through which she just arrived.

Lisa was shaking her head at the queen as she watched her go. “Can you imagine how much time we could save if we could do that?”

“Can you imagine how much easier it would be to sneak out of the house?” Elora responded with a smirk.

“Good point.”

“I’m home,” Cassie hollered into the house as she closed the door behind her and Trik.

“I don’t know why you insist on meeting them now,” she muttered to him.

Trik twirled a strand of her hair around his finger and Cassie slapped it away when she heard her mom coming down the stairs.

“Isn’t it customary for the boy to meet the girl’s parents?” he whispered in return.

Cassie started to respond, but her mom came into the entryway. “Where have you…,” She started to speak, but then stopped midsentence as her eyes fell on Trik. Cassie watched as her mom took in the incredible masculine beauty that was Trik in his human guise. When it was apparent that her mom wasn’t going to stop any time soon, she snapped her fingers in front of her face.