Life of a Phoenix - The Merging

WARNING: This is the 'merging' of Erdric and Aryun, and contains explicit sex. Mature readers only, 18 + typical stuff. Contains a few minor spoilers, nothing major I believe. At least, I hope! ^_^
To explain, Aryun calls herself a 'Demi', which to her and her people and language group means she's descendant of the gods, a half-breed, a 'Demi-God', and that the rules of men and gods don't apply to her, for she is of both worlds. Also Erdric is the more experienced of the two. It's not like he's a virgin or anything, but, well, you'll see in the course of the story. ^_^
 

Anyway, enjoy reading and please, leave some feed back. Email me at LadyAryun@yahoo.com or Lucy1463@aol.com (I use the AOL one far more frequently than the yahell one). You will get a response from me if you'd like one. Anyway, on with the story!
 

Aryun was quite content. She had been lounging in the huge gilded tub for over an hour now. Her long flowing hair, floated around her, as she slipped down to her neck in the warm waters, sighing.
 

The battle had been hard, and there were a few scrapes and minor cuts on her body that the water soothed. Aryun picked up the soft washcloth, and dipped it in the warm waters. With a sigh, she ran the cloth behind her neck, trying to work out the tense muscles there.
 

There was a soft knock on the door, which startled her.
 

Aryun sat up and pulled some hair behind her ear. "Who is it?"
 

"Erdric. May I enter?"
 

Aryun pulled herself up and wrapped a towel around her body, her legs still submerged in the water. "Sure, it is your castle after all."
 

The door slowly opened revealing Erdric, his eyes politely on the ground. Slowly he came in, and shut the door behind him. He was walking very well for what had happen a few months ago. The last time she checked the healing, the scars were nearly gone. Just a faint, jagged mark of pink marred him.
 

They were a little easier between them; yet still awkward after the first kiss they shared in the meeting hall. Erdric was quiet as he spoke, a little nervous. "I . . . was wondering if you would like to take a walk somewhere . . . Get away from the castle that is and maybe go down and walk in the woods."
 

Aryun smiled, holding her towel around her with a hand. "Sure. I would love to take a walk with you."
 

Erdric lifted his eyes to her and his mouth hung slightly open. His eyes fell upon the water soaked vision before him. Aryun was sitting at the edge of the pool; her legs still dangling there, and only one hand held on the towel from its precarious position. The back had fallen away, revealing her long slender back, right down to her shapely rear. A part of her long hair trailed down her back, dripping and sending little beads of water down her back. The rest of her hair was pulled over her bare shoulder and some was still trailing in the pool.
 

Aryun smiled again and motioned for him to take a seat. "I'll only go if you get in this water and relax."
 

Erdric swallowed and lowered his eyes, his face flushed. He was nervous. It'd been years since he'd been around a woman that nude, not counting that he was highly attracted to her anyway. "But... t'isn't seemly. Not proper..."
 

Aryun gave a ringing laugh. "When has propriety ever stopped me? Get in here; no one will see you but me. Or not even that if you wish until you're under the water."
 

Erdric ducked his head. "Al-all right . . ." Slowly he walked over, his eyes still on the ground. Soundlessly, he sat down at the edge of the pool and his shaky hands reached to his collar to undo some of the laces. Finally he untied them and slowly pulled it over his head and folded it, placing it off to the side. That's when he noticed that Aryun wasn't looking in his direction, but was flushed slightly. Quickly, he took off his boots and slipped into the water's warm embrace.
 

"It's ok Aryun... I'm not stripping all the way."
 

Aryun turned around; looking a little bit shocked and still flushed. "I didn't say you had to . . ." She calmed her face down a bit. "How does the water feel? Nice, isn't it?"
 

Erdric rolled his head back on the edge of the tub and let out a sigh. "I've not had the luxury of a bath in about a week. My muscles are sore." He placed a hand to his neck and started to rub it lightly.
 

Aryun looked at him. "Would you like for me to rub your neck?" She asked timidly.
 

Erdric's eyes flew open. "I . . . I would enjoy that . . . Nara normally helps me with the kinks in my back, but she's been busy and I do not want to disturb her." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
 

Aryun pulled the towel around her and secured it with a broach that was used to hold close her cloak. Deftly she rose and put a towel down to cushion her knees, and then knelt down behind him. Gently she placed her hands upon his slender neck and started to work out the knots.
 

Erdric tensed, feeling Aryun's hands upon his neck. Delicately her hands moved lightly over his skin. It was almost like her hands were dancing like butterflies do. He gave a soft groan as she kneaded his flesh to get work out his twisted muscles. His eyes fluttered closed and let his head fall back against Aryun's thighs.
 

Aryun tenderly eased up on her kneading, slowly moving her hands down to his shoulders. She had never touched a man that felt so smooth and soft. It was almost as if he were made of velvet clad steel. One could feel those steel-like muscles just under the surface of the velvet. She moved her legs so that each lay on either side of her patient in the water. She scooted forward some so that he could lean his head against her again.
 

Erdric sighed and lifted his hands, brushing them against Aryun's legs. He lightly touched her muscles of her lower leg. His hands started massage them, and he felt Aryun's hands become shaky on his shoulders. He then slipped his hands over her thighs and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
 

Aryun was trembling at his soft touch, and more so because his hands were around her waist. She closed her eyes and drew a shaky breath. She felt Erdric's strong hands envelop her waist. She brought forward her fingers and ran them through his foamy sea-green hair.
 

Erdric turned 'round and gently wrapped his arms around her waist fully and laid his face against her stomach. With one last squeeze, he backed off, but stayed within arms reach of her.
 

"I'm sorry," he said, eyes downcast. "I shouldn't have done that. I apologize."
 

Aryun looked at him, stunned. She still felt his strong, yet gentle, hands around her waist. She looked at his young face and replied to him. "It's all right. It's not as if you stepped on my foot or stabbed my rear with a darning needle." She reached out to touch his velvety skin on his chin. "There was nothing wrong in what you did." Gently, she brushed some of his mouse hair out of his face.
 

Erdric looked up into Aryun's dark blue eyes that seemed likely to drown a man. His own sea-green eyes delved into hers, and seemed lit by a fire from within as he brought her hand to his face and placed a lingering kiss upon her palm.
 

Aryun's own eyes were locked on his unique ones, and she shivered at the emotions flickering in those eyes.
 

Erdric pulled her hand away, leaned forward and placed his lips against hers. He slipped his hand behind her head, gently caressing, playing with the soft down at the nape of her neck.
 

Aryun felt the soft, almost feathery, touch of Erdric's lips upon her own. She had closed her eyes soon before he started to lean down in a private prayer. This was much sweeter than their first kiss, but still had that untouchable tenderness that was Erdric.
 

Erdric's other hand wrapped around her waist, gently holding her against his own body. He felt her stretch up against him and wrap one of her arms around his waist, the other around his neck. Still the kiss did not abate. Slowly, he trailed his hand from the back of her neck, over her shoulder and settled on her full breast. He softly kissed his way down her cheek, and nuzzled her neck. His hand gently squeezed her, and Aryun took in a short breath, but did not pull away. He watched her head roll back as she bared her throat to his soft kisses.
 

Her long hair trailed down behind her as she arched her back, glittering copper in the soft light from the windows. Her nails dug into his shoulders as his slender fingers fondled her breast and those soft, wonderful lips brushed her throat, ears, cheeks, and her shoulders. Aryun felt his hand gently slip between them and deftly undid the broach that held her towel together. She didn't protest as the broach fell on the floor beside her, and she felt his hand snake into the cover to gently touch the flesh hidden underneath. She shivered slightly as Erdric's gently seeking hand found her pert nipple, and stroked it with his thumb. The rest of his hand cupped her full cleavage. She buried her head in Erdric's foamy hair, her breath coming in quick little pants.
 

Agonizingly slow, Erdric let his lips roam down across the fullness of one breast. He teased her for a while, moving his lips around her nipple, but never actually touching it. When he finally did take her breast into his mouth, Aryun let out a whimper. Soon he moved his gently ministry over to her other breast, gently running his tongue around her. He shivered and pulled his head up, wrapping his arms tightly around her, as he buried his face in her neck.
 

"You do realize," Erdric said huskily, "that if we do this . . . It will . . . complicate things, and I will never let you out of my sight again."
 

Aryun nuzzled his neck. "I understand the implications, and the problems. I . . . I want to be touched without pain . . ." A few tears ran down her cheek.
 

Erdric shivered at those words, for he knew full well what her past was. His was the same, but he had felt pleasure with Celia before 'Saro had kidnapped him. He raised his head, cupping Aryun's chin in his hand.
 

"I would be honored, Lady, to make you mine and to show you that not all is pain." He brushed his hand against her cheek, taking some of the tears away. "I have loved you since I first saw you looking around in the tower when I startled you. Strands of your hair fluttered around your face, and I was captivated. I love you, Aryun Narice KimVay." Gently, he kissed her lips, sealing his promise to her.
 

Aryun gently ran her hands through his hair and pressed her lips harder against his.
 

Erdric rose and pulled himself up beside her.
 

Each looked into the others' eyes for countless moments, and then Erdric gently pushed Aryun back against the towels and pillows that were strewn about the bathtub.
 

His gaze traveled down her body and back up to her face. Delicately, he placed his long, slender hand upon her stomach, slowly making circles in her flesh. Languidly, the circles dipped lower and lower on her body, until his hands brushed her thighs before he slipped his hand between her closed thighs.
 

Aryun gave a soft groan and parted her thighs so that the soft, questing hand would be able to nestle against her most private place. She felt Erdric take her nipple into his mouth and start to suckle and nip at it.
 

Erdric's hand teasingly feathered over her flesh, barely touching. He gently pushed his wet cotton-covered hips against her leg, trying to get her to be a little more active then what she was being. His lips traveled down from her breast and placed a lingering one upon her stomach.
 

Aryun sighed and pushed her leg back against him. She groaned as his long, slender fingers slid over her bare mound, feeling her wetness. She felt Erdric slide his leg over one of hers and carefully pushed the other one with his foot, spreading her wide.
 

He heard Aryun panting heavily as he let his fingers play and tease her. He felt her soft nether lips and found the little mound of flesh that he knew would be sensitive. As he gently flicked his finger around it, she gave out little keening cries. He groaned himself as he felt how soft, how wet, and how warm she was. Erdric felt Aryun's hands tangle in his hair as he gently fingered that little mound of flesh at the top of her mound.
 

Gently he started to lap her stomach as his hand wandered lower, a fingertip gently penetrating a fraction of an inch into her sheath.
 

At Aryun's startled gasp, he pushed his finger deeper, inch-by-inch, until his whole index finger was buried fully enveloped in her heated core.
 

Aryun felt his questing fingers digging gently to find purchase and she gasped as his index finger found her entrance. One of her hands became untangled from Erdric's soft hair, and gently started to squeeze her breast, and released a long, low moan of pleasure. She had never dreamed that the act before sex could be so pleasurable. She had masturbated a few times in the past, but it was nothing compared to what Erdric's hands could do. She tossed her head from side to side, letting out a loud groan as Erdric slowly withdrew his finger and thrust it back inside her wet channel.
 

After a few minuets of this, Erdric slowly withdrew his finger and gradually rolled over her, discarding his wet cotton pants, tossing them to the side. He nestled himself between her wide-parted legs. He looked into Aryun's eyes, gently leaning down to kiss her panting lips.
 

Aryun gazed up at him with large, luminous blue eyes after they had parted. "I love you Erdric. No matter what happens, I always will love you."
 

Erdric gave a soft smile and brushed her cheek with one of his hands. He said nothing, for no words were needed between them now. Only the language of the heart. He put the hand back so that they were supporting him on either side of her head. His eyes closed slightly as he got correctly aligned. "I'm sorry if I hurt you, Aryun." He whispered, his lips just mere fractions hers. Gradually, tenderly, he started to push forward with his hips, the tip of his warm manhood touching and probing Aryun's nether region.
 

Erdric leaned down and placed a lingering kiss upon her throat when there was a knock at the door to the bath chamber. "No. Not now," Erdric groaned as he buried his face against her neck.
 

"Mistress Aryun?" Quarried a feminine voice. "Master Dragon would like to speak with you. He said to be there shortly."
 

Aryun groaned herself and muttered a few obscene epithets. "Can he wait until I finish my bath?"
 

"Mistress, he said no. It is important."
 

Aryun looked at Erdric and both sighed. "All right, I'll be there."
 

Erdric gently rolled off of her and lay, panting on the floor, as Aryun gathered up her towel before sitting up. "This isn't fair," she muttered viciously
 

"Nothing is fair," Erdric panted as he laid there, eyes closed, gasping to calm his breathing.
 

Aryun looked at him. One of his arms lay across his eyes as he struggled to slow his breath. His slender body shook in frustrated passion. Her hands itched to touch him and ease his pain.
 

She felt the emptiness between her legs. It felt achy and swollen. Like a rainbow just out of her reach, she knew there was something that lingered beyond this feeling, but seemed that she would be denied. She shivered slightly and was extremely aroused, but there was nothing that could be done at the moment.
 

Aryun sighed and ran a hand through her hair, starting to pin the tresses up. With a few well-selected pins, her hair was fully secure.
 

Erdric had taken his arm off his face as Aryun was securing her hair. Every little movement she made seemed more and more erotic: from the way her hands shook to the way the littlest piece of hair fell upon her slender neck.
 

Then Aryun donned her black satin robe and tied it tightly about her waist. She leaned over him, looking intently into his eyes. Her hand came up and gently caressed his face, brushing some of his sweat-soaked bangs away.
 

"I'll be back, and we will finish this."
 

Erdric lifted himself up slightly to brush a golden curl out of her face and tuck it lovingly behind her ear. "We will finish this, my love, in our chambers." He leaned forward and gently kissed her upon her lips, then released her. "Now, go to Master Dragon."
 

Both smiled softly at each other, and Aryun stood, walking out of the bath chamber.
 

He propped himself up for a few seconds before sliding himself into the bath, taking up on Aryun's offer to bathe. He sighed as the warm waters enveloped his swollen manhood and aching loins.
 

Two hours later, a saddened Aryun made her way back to the bath chamber to find it empty. Her eyes scanned the room and found it neat and orderly.
 

"I guess Erdric retired to his chambers." She sighed. "Well this IS the royal bath chamber after all."
 

The news Master Dragon imported upon her saddened her heart, but she would no comply because things had changed between her and Lord Erdric. She would follow wherever he went, and that was that.
 

Quietly, she walked over to the adjacent door and went inside her love's room.
 

Aryun walked into the Royal Chambers and looked around. This counted as her second time ever within Erdric's chambers for anything other then business.
 

Her eyes took in every detail of his room.
 

The sun had set and now the moon rose in its full glory, shinning in upon his chambers and bathing everything in a slivery light.
 

Delicately sculpted doors led out to a balcony that overlooked the land. His large bed sat against the corner of the room where the sun was now showing her glory as it glimmered of the silver threads that were sewn into his blankets. She knew the coverlet was made of soft blue cotton, and embroidered with soft silver threads of patterns and dragons, stars and moons. Two of the velvet drapes were pulled away from his bed, revealing the site, and Aryun smiled, knowing the last time she came into this room, they were tightly drawn to prevent his chill while he recovered.
 

There were several crystal lamps around the room, and several little sculptures adored his dresser, as well as the small desk at which he was currently sitting.
 

Erdric was sitting at the desk, a small pair of spectacles perched upon his nose, his eyes intently fixed upon the page he read. So intent was his concentration that he failed to notice Aryun come from behind and gently blow in his ear.
 

Aryun giggled slightly as he jumped a little way out of his seat, his glasses skewed on his nose.
 

His blue-green eyes were wide as he quickly turned around to see the intruder. He sighed when he saw it was Aryun, and quickly removed his spectacles. His face broke out into a cute little smile. "Hello!" He exclaimed as she ran a slender hand through his soft hair.
 

"How are you?" she asked softly.
 

He sighed. "Lucria came to visit. I liked not at all the things she said."
 

Aryun was puzzled. "What where those things?"
 

"She said that I must not see you again and after the last battle, you must leave."
 

Aryun sighed. "That's what Master Dragon said."
 

Erdric's eyes widened. "He said that as well?" He hung his head. "Whatever shall we do?"
 

Aryun leaned back against the desk, her arms crossed. "Well, I think I smell a rat, but that's my nose." She sighed and hung her own head. "What about..."
 

Erdric rose and tipped her chin upward. "What is done is done. I will not give you up. Here," he said as he gently took her hand and lead her over by the book he had been reading. "Look!" He urged her as his slender fingers ran down the page until it came to rest upon a delicate scrawl. "Here, it states that only the Chosen can pick his wife. So the choice is mine and mine alone on who I marry and love. So you see? I'll not give you up."
 

Aryun smiled and threw her arms about his neck. "I am glad," she whispered as she nuzzled his throat. "I will always stand beside you as long as you wish. Forever."
 

Erdric wrapped his arms about her waist and held her close. He nuzzled her hair and whispered softly into her ear. "You are mine." Lifting his right hand, he brushed back a few strands away from her neck, and leaned down to kiss the exposed flesh. Gently, he nipped as he growled softly; "No one shall take you from me. I claim you as my own." He pulled forth a simple band of sliver that crawled with runes. "Please," he whispered as he dropped to his knees in front of the startled Aryun. "Please, entwine your soul with mine. Now I know that I cannot live without you. Become by betrothed in name now and not only spirit and body."
 

Aryun raised a shaky hand to her mouth, tears in her wide eyes. "Erdric… I would be honored if you would have me as your wife, even though I am unworthy of that honor." She turned her face away, a few tears escaping her brimming eyes.
 

Erdric took her hand into his and slipped the ring over her finger. "It matters not what others thing. Remember, I was broken and violated as well. You are more woman then I could ever wish for, and you are more worthy then you know to be my mate." Erdric gently tugged her hand, lowering her to her knees in front of him. Gently, he took her chin and tilted it upwards. "I want you, Aryun Narice, you and you alone. I want you to be the mother of my children. I want those children to be ours. I want no other woman, and my past is dead. I've only the future to live for. Please," he whispered as he brushed the back of his hand against her wet cheek. "Allow me to love you forever. To forever touch and hold you, to comfort you and protect you. Be forever mine… always."
 

Tears flowed freely down Aryun's cheeks now, as her fingers gently trailed over the delicate ring. She looked deeply into his eyes and leaned forward. "To hell with what they think… It is our choice…" Softly, she touched her lips against his, her hand delicately lighting upon his shoulder. She pulled back, a look of happiness gleaming in her eyes. "Yes… I shall be your wife," she whispered softly, and then pushed her lips against his once more in a seal of promise.
 

Erdric slipped one hand behind her neck, pressing her lips against his, while his other one brushed the right shoulder of her kimono off. His hands gently played with her skin. "You feel as silk itself, my love." His lips trailed down her neck, gently brushing them against her milky flesh.
 

Aryun leaned back, her hands upon his shoulders. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled back, her throat arched and bared. She felt Erdric's warm mouth trail over her shoulder, around her collarbone, and the hollow of her throat.
 

Erdric wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her forward, so that her knees were beside his hips.
 

Aryun shivered as she felt the cool air waft into her robe. Erdric's mouth worked magic upon her flesh. She felt that area between her legs grow wet in arousal. It didn't help the fact that she could feel his hard manhood press against her core. She couldn't wait to feel him tightly held within her. She felt one of his arms switch to supporting her back, and the other one reached between them to gently tug the belt of the robe.
 

Erdric gently tugged at the belt and Aryun gasped as the cool air rushed to greet her now. He marveled at her breasts. They were a little large, and heavy. They hung down slightly due to their weight, but they fit in his hand perfectly. They were soft and had the consistency of warm velvet. Her nipples were a pale pink and were silky to the touch. Erdric ran a finger over one of her nipples, and it seemed to instantly harden. Erdric gave a soft smile as he heard Aryun cry out. Gently he cupped her perfect breast, and fondled it.
 

Aryun was tingling now due to Erdric's ministrations. She felt as pliant as cotton. Her breath started to come in soft pants as his hands worked their magic upon her. She felt his hand slip lower to gently rub her stomach and caress her side. His lips gently brushed her arched throat, raining kisses down her chest.
 

Deftly, Erdric ran his tongue around her nipple, tenderly lapping at the small bud, making the woman in his arms shiver again. His hand wandered from her waist to gently brush the area between her thighs. His slender fingers brushed over her hairless mound, felling for the small bump that would make her cry out.
 

Aryun lifted her head to look down at Erdric's gently questing hand. The sight of those slender fingers moving over her made the wetness increase, gently drowning his fingers with her lubrication. Her hands were kneading into Erdric's shoulders like a cat. She wrapped one hand into his hair and gently tugged him up and their lips met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined and sparred back and forth, neither claiming victory.
 

Erdric gently slipped his index finger into her sheath, his thumb gently rubbing her clitoris. He smiled against her lips as she paused in the middle to release a long moan. Gently he sped up the tempo of his stroking fingers, feeling her shudder in his arms.
 

"Let go of your feelings, Aryun," he whispered into her ear. She was sweaty and flushed, and he knew she was on the verge of her first climax. "Let go of yourself. Succumb to these feelings, Love."
 

The soft seductive voice pushed her over the edge, and with a loud cry, she convulsed in his arms, panting and shivering. She burrowed her face into his neck, still feeling the aftershocks of her first orgasm. She felt Erdric gently nuzzle her hair while he tenderly touched her swollen flesh between her legs. This too made Aryun give a soft cry.
 

"How did that feel?" he whispered into her ear.
 

Aryun was still panting. "Indescribable," she whispered. She cuddled closer and settled her hips over his. "Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you for… for…"
 

"For this?" Erdric calmly asked. He gently kissed her soundly.
 

"Yes," she whispered as she blushed.
 

"There is no need to thank me, Phoenix, for I love you and I want you to have pleasure instead of pain."
 

Erdric withdrew his hand from the warm nest of her thighs, and wrapped his arms around her. Holding her close, Erdric sighed and squeezed tightly.
 

Aryun pushed her hips against his. She felt the steel hardness against her and she pushed harder into it.
 

Now it was Erdric's turn to gasp as the thin cotton pants did little to hide the feeling of Aryun's fluids as they slowly ran down onto him. She had thoroughly soaked his pants, making it easy for him to slide against her body. He groaned again as Aryun tentatively reached between them to gently undo the top part of his pants. His breath came in quick little pants as Aryun delicately traced his outline through the wet cotton.
 

Erdric was panting when Aryun slipped one of her hands into his pants. He leaned back against the foot of his bed and grasped her waist, his fingers clenching and unclenching.
 

Aryun smiled. "The tables are turned now, My Lord." Her fingers brushed the head of his phallus that was sticky with precum. She rubbed the head of his shaft, feeling the silky texture of him. She watched Erdric's head fall back and his eyes close. She took great pleasure from seeing how much he enjoyed the sensations.
 

She leaned forward, whispering softly. "My, you're hard, yet velvet to the touch. It is hard, yes?" She watched Erdric nod his head. "Well, I like the feel of you hard. Better yet, I like the feeling you inside of me." She smiled as Erdric groaned and swallowed. "I want to continue where we left off." Her hand closed around him as she gently started to run it along the length of him. "I want to feel what you made me feel a few moments ago. I want to convulse around you. To feel myself clenching your velvet sword."
 

Erdric laughed lightly. "Watch that mouth of yours or I'll spill myself in your hand, and I do not wish that." His hands clenched her waist and kissed her, his tongue penetrated her mouth, mimicking his earlier actions. He pulled away a fraction of an inch, whispering against her lips, "I want to spill myself within your body."
 

Aryun shivered. "Then by all means, please do."
 

Erdric rose with great grace and agility and quickly, he finished disrobing both Aryun and himself. Gently, he tugged her over towards his plush bed and tenderly, lowered her down first, then himself on top of her. They kissed passionately, as both vied for the top position.
 

Aryun finally won the top spot. Her hands had captured his and had them pinned to the mattress. She smiled down at Erdric. "I like being a Demi."
 

Erdric smiled and arched his back, pushing his hard manhood against her dripping core. She gasped and shuddered, and while her eyes were closed, he quickly rolled her over, pinning her to the bed. "Now," he whispered, his face a hairs breath away from her. "What do you have to say?"
 

Aryun was panting and smiling as she looked up at him. "Nothing." Her hands were pinned, so she widened the cradle of her thighs, trying to get Erdric to lose concentration. "Nothing at all, other then ordering you to make love to me," she panted. "I sill want you within me."
 

Erdric lowered his face, gently kissing her upturned lips. Pulling back slightly, he whispered, "Ask and you shall receive…" With a shivery sigh, he slowly pushed himself against her feeling the head of his manhood catch within her opening. Erdric and Aryun had locked gazes, and this only heightened the emotion and pleasure. Both gasped as they felt the exquisite torture once more. He pushed himself slowly and gently against her, feeling himself slide deeper within her. Finally, after what seemed like a few minuets, he was embedded deeply in her body.
 

They both were panting and still gazing into each other's eyes. Erdric and Aryun both moaned feeling as if they were both whole being joined again.
 

Erdric leaned forward, gently kissing her parted lips. He was greeted eagerly and both sparred with their tongues.
 

Aryun broke off the kiss, and looking intently into his eyes, whispered, "I love you, and I am glad it is you…"
 

Erdric smiled softly and kissed her cheek, her nose, and her chin. "I love you as well, and I am honored that I am your true first…"
 

Aryun shivered as she felt Erdric withdrawal some and thrust himself gently back inside her warm sheath. She groaned at the slow, deliberate strokes, and moaned loudly. She felt him lean down and nuzzle her throat whispering, "I want this to last, my phoenix. Let us not rush…"
 

Aryun's hands were pinned to the bed still as Erdric angled his hips, forcing more of himself inside her. She tossed her head back and forth in pleasure as Erdric stretched her fully. She couldn't suppress the moans as Erdric slowly withdrew and pushed himself back into her. She spread her legs as wide as she could and wrapped them around Erdric's waist.
 

Erdric groaned as he felt Aryun wrap her legs around his waist, allowing him to penetrate her deeper. He pulled out of her again, so only the head of his penis remained enveloped by slick sheath. He pushed himself forward into her some, and then pulled all the way out, thrusting back in shallowly, so that only his tip penetrated. He continued this gentle torture for a few minuets, and then he suddenly surged forward, sinking himself into her fully to the base of his manhood. There was a wicked grin upon his face as Aryun let out a loud cry.
 

Aryun was panting heavily as Erdric pulled himself fully out of her body, then thrust deeply back inside. She could barely believe that such pleasure existed. She felt no pain, only this exquisite pleasure of feeling her lover completely fill and stretch her. She found the feelings of helplessness only increased her arousal. This was what she wanted. This is what her first time was to be like. She cried out when Erdric lowered his head to suckle one of her nipples without breaking the rhythm of his penetrations. Her head rolled back on the bead as she felt him shallowly penetrating her yet again. He paused for a second, and then thrust shallowly for a few strokes, and on the last one, he angled his hips so that he thrust in deeply. This continued much to Aryun's delight until several thrusts were deep, long and hard.
 

Erdric panted as he deftly kept control of himself. He would not release himself until she came first. He did not want this to be an unfulfilled situation, but wanted her to receive as much pleasure as she could handle. His mouth worked upon her other breast, making his lover writhe beneath him. Gently, he bit the top of her left breast and sucked hard upon it. He listened to her breathing increase yet again, her hips trying to move with his, trying to keep his ridged manhood within her moist sheath. After a few moments of slow thrusting, he released his mouth and gave a soft groan. These feelings were beautiful, and even with Celia; there had never been such pleasure. He glanced down at the bite and noted with satisfaction that he had left a mark.
 

Aryun felt his thrusting slowly stop, and she looked up into his eyes. They were shining with love and smoldering with passion. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply, whispering his love to her. Sweat was starting to bead upon his forehead and his temples, as well as upon Aryun's face, neck and sides.
 

Just as he stopped, Erdric suddenly started to thrust himself deeply within her body, trying to penetrate her as deeply as he could reach, and as fast as he could, wanting her to climax upon him.
 

This caused Aryun to cry out very loudly, tossing her head back and forth in unbridled ecstasy. The pleasurable feelings tightened her insides and she started to involuntarily tense her body, feeling the friction between her legs build. A wire was coiled within her lower stomach that grew taught with each stroke of his manhood within her. Suddenly, something within her snapped and she let out a cry, calling out Erdric's name as she convulsed. Her sheath was powerfully gripping the rock hard steel within her passage.
 

Erdric stopped his thrusting to fully enjoy Aryun's second climax. He felt her muscles gently gripping him and gave a soft groan as those contractions tapered off. His manhood ached at the feeling of her tight sheath squeezing it. Aryun shuddered in his arms, her eyes closed, and her lips slightly parted. He released one of her hands and gently brushed the back of it against her flushed cheek, wiping a few of her tears away.
 

Aryun was limp after her second climax, her tears falling down her cheeks. Her world had exploded in beautiful golden lights behind her eyes. Slowly, she came back down and her eyes fluttered open to find herself gazing into Erdric's perfect eyes. Languidly, she pushed her face into his hand, and became aware of the hardness still within her. She closed her eyes and pushed her hips against him.
 

Erdric shuddered and whispered hoarsely, "Stop for a moment. I want you to wait." He lowered himself upon her, gently kissing her pale lips. His tongue traced her lower lip, and tenderly, sucked it into his mouth.
 

Aryun groaned as her hands were released. She felt Erdric wrap one arm about her back, and the other behind her neck. She moved a shaky hand to Erdric's face and gently caressed his cheek.
 

Quickly, Erdric rolled over, placing Aryun above his own body. He watched her face as he placed her above him, noting the surprise.
 

Aryun moaned softly as she was rolled over top her love. She lifted her wide-eyed gaze and looked at Erdric's softly smiling face. "Wha-what do you want?"
 

"I want you to sit up first," he whispered as he gently kissed her surprised face. His hands ran up and down her smooth back as his fingers tenderly traced patters there.
 

Aryun blushed, and slowly, sat up, putting more weight on his hips and her knees. His velvety sword was still sheathed within her, and she let out a long groan as she felt him slip in deeper than he had previously been. She took most of her weight upon her knees over him, glancing shyly away, her hands demurely covering her breasts.
 

Erdric placed one hand on her waist; the other reached up and gently turned her towards him. "You are beautiful, Aryun. Don't deny that from yourself and from me." Gently, he reached up and took her wrists in his hands, pulling them away from her body. He replaced her hands with his own, tenderly fondling them. "Now," he groaned. "Move slowly. Move your hips in a circular fashion upon my shaft, or move yourself up and down. Either way is adequate, but find what pleases you best." Erdric started to pant softly.
 

Tentatively, Aryun rocked her hips slowly, feeling extremely self-conscience. Her face was a bright crimson as Erdric watched her through silted eyes. Finally, after several awkward movements, Aryun finally got the hang of riding him. She started to gasp when Erdric gently took her waist in his hands. When she pushed herself down upon his manhood, he surged up, making her cry out loudly.
 

Erdric had the perfect view for watching himself side in and out of her warm, wet sheath. He watched intently how his manhood slid between her hairless lips, and into her body. He closed his eyes, his head lolling to the side with a groan. He felt Aryun slowly pick up speed, instinctively being carefully not to hurt him. Erdric held his hands up and Aryun grabbed them, helping her to stay aloft. Her limbs felt like water, but she kept moving upon him, her hips almost tenderly moving in circles.
 

Aryun tossed her head back, making Erdric groan at the sight. Sweat ran down Aryun's sides as she rode him perfectly. She panted as Erdric placed his hands upon her shapely rear and started to move her in a certain direction, making his hard penis brush against a tender spot within her. She nearly screamed aloud at the pleasure he was making her feel, and her hands wandered to her breasts, gently touching and caressing them. She gently lifted herself only to thrust herself against Erdric's hips hard. She felt Erdric remove one hand from her rear, and allowed it to wander down to the apex of her thighs. She shivered as his cool, slender fingers started to stoke her hot flesh.
 

Erdric let his hand start to play with the junction of her thighs. He allowed his fingers to play along the smooth surface of her mound, gently caressing her splayed lips. Hopefully, she was close to her third climax, because he doubted he could hold out any longer. His fingers deftly manipulated her clitoris as she ground herself almost frantically into his hips. He shivered himself as his own fingers brushed against his hard phallus. He heard Aryun's breathing become very erratic and erotic as she started to thrust herself harder against his hips.
 

Once more, Aryun felt that wire in her body tense, preparing her for one last climax. Rapidly she rose and fell upon his erected shaft, making her cry out all the more as Erdric urgently rubbed her clitoris. Her back arched, letting out a scream as she came for the third time.
 

"Erdric!"
 

Quickly, Erdric rolled over and started to powerfully thrust into her gripping sheath. With a loud shout of her name, Erdric spilt his seed within her warm body.
 

Both lay there, Aryun upon her back gazing up at him, and Erdric supported on his hands above her. He convulsed slightly as he pushed himself as deep as he could go within her.
 

A drop of sweat dropped from the tip of his nose and fell to splash upon her sweat-covered cheek.
 

They both were gazing into each other's eyes again, concentrating on the other. Aryun could feel the warm ropes of his seed coating her inside, feeling his manhood pulse with the expulsion. Erdric could feel her body contracting and felt himself spilling more of his seed within her.
 

Slowly, Erdric lowered himself down to kiss Aryun's panting lips with new realization. They had just been completely bonded, full-filling the prophecy and merging together. He doubted he could survive without her.
 

She eagerly received the kiss and returned it with the same tenderness. She felt Erdric sigh as he started to pull out of her. Quickly, Aryun wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him deep within her.
 

"Don't leave me yet," she whispered. "Stay within me…"
 

Erdric gently gathered her to him and he rolled to his side, still staying within her. He reached out a hand and brushed a strand of her wet red-gold hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
 

"I love you, Aryun," he whispered softly.
 

Aryun looked within his eyes and saw nothing but tenderness and love for her. Tenderly, she reached out and gently touched his face. "I love you as well, Erdric."
 

Both voices were husky and sedated with pleasure, but neither wanted to sleep. They touched each other tenderly, gently exploring the sheen of sweat that adorned both of their bodies. Tenderly, they exchanged soft kisses.
 

One of Erdric's hands trailed down to gently touched her flat stomach. "Would that you carried my babe," he whispered between kisses.
 

Aryun gently stroked his face. "We will not know for awhile, but I hope I do." She moved her hand down to clasp his. "Let us just wait and see. What ever happens, will happens." Aryun leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss upon his mouth. "Promise," she whispered softly. "Promise you'll stay here, beside me forever." She looked up into his beautiful eyes.
 

He moved his hand to caress her cheek. "I shall stay as long as it is deemed. If the gods try to rend my soul from my body, I shall fight them with all that I am." He gave a lopsided grin. "Besides, I won't let another woman carry my child, so therefore, won't you have to carry mine?" He gently reached back and touched her stomach again.
 

Aryun let out a laugh and touched her forehead against his. She felt him chuckle as he tenderly pulled the silken covers around them.
 

She snuggled her head against his shoulder and wrapped one of her arms around his neck. She felt peaceful for the first time in her life. She was finally in harmony within her life. She felt Erdric sigh and shift.
 

"Was it all you dreamed, Aryun?" Erdric whispered as he held her close, gently stroking her hair.
 

Aryun closed her eyes, breathing deeply. "Better then I could have ever dreamed." She tried to snuggle closer. "You were gentle, and kind. You touched me as no other has…" She pushed her face into his shoulder as a few tears seeped out. "I only wish you could have been my first," she whispered.
 

Erdric wrapped his arms around her and gently squeezed her. "As I said, what's done is done. The past cannot be changed, but the future can. It matters not that you were not a virgin when I took you. You gave yourself willingly. That is an honor enough." Gently, he kissed the top of her head. "You are a rare jewel in the sands of these deserts. You are the one who broke through my pain. I am honored that I have you." He nuzzled her hair on her head. "You gave me your heart, and that is what matters most in the world. That I honestly have earned your love, trust and respect is all that matters to me." He hugged her closer. "I have never felt anything remotely like I did with you recently. No pleasure can contend with joining with the other half of your soul. This I what I believe, and what I see. You are shinning and gentle, caring and loving. I've no clue why you constantly bring up that you are unworthy." Erdric sighed. "Tomorrow, I need to show something to you." Tenderly, he held her within his arms, gently stoking her hair. "Now, sleep, my love."
 

He cast a mild sleep spell upon her, and it took hold due to her lowered defenses, and she fell into a deep slumber. Erdric sighed, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "Tomorrow, love, you shall know that you are worthy." Finally, after nagging thoughts had faded, he fell into a sweet slumber.