Vuroth's Tear: Even the Gods Cry

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

The only time Analda now spent in the hut was to sleep, every waking moment was spent enjoying the village and woods around it with Aven. With Sanub gone, there was no need to worry about her safety. All of the Lycans respected Aven for his courage and skill for fighting and killing Sanub and those who disapproved were too afraid to cross him.

Analda and Aven decided to take a walk through the forest and when they returned they saw Velana standing with Donovan outside of Jazel's hut.

"Vel, where the hell have you been?" Aven asked, but she remained silent, staring at Analda's healed leg. No doubt, Donovan had updated her on what had happened while she was gone.

She smiled at the sight of the two of them being openly affectionate, "I was busy in Syrdania, come with me."

She led the couple inside the hut and Aven stopped just inside the door when he saw it. A leather suit, almost identical to Verik's, laid out on a blanket in the middle of the open floor. He dropped to his knees next to the suit and inspected it. The pants were black cotton with knee high armor plated boots. The entire left arm was a type of scale armor, from the shoulder to the wrist.

Aven stared at it, speechless. Analda dropped next to him to inspect the details of the leather and armor. There was a hood that was like Verik's as well, though Aven's long hair would most likely get in the way.

"I thought it would be nice for you to have armor like Verik's, so I went to a few friends in the city and they helped make this for you," Velana was happy to see the awe on Aven's face, "Put it on, your clothes are nothing but rags anyway. Your shirt is torn and stained, burn holes in your pants, you sure need these."

Aven looked at himself and chuckled, "Yeah, I guess I do," They all laughed, "well, everybody out so I can change. Vel, drop the privacy curtain on your way out?"

He gently grabbed Analda's arm so she knew he wanted her to stay. Her face grew bright red at the thought of seeing him naked. She found herself fantasizing about it and what he might do, what she hoped he would do once they were alone. She stood there nervously while everyone left the hut, Analda couldn't help but hope that this would be her chance, that she would finally feel a man's touch, his touch.

Aven's grip tightened as he pulled her in close and kissed her passionately. She felt his arm hesitate before slowly finding its way up the back of her loose fitting shirt. She started kissing his neck, her nails digging into his lower back.

She was nervous and excited all at once, Analda wanted Aven with every fiber of her being. He lifted her and carried her to the bed of soft pelts. Aven knelt and gently lowered her onto her back. He pulled off his shirt and brushed her hair aside before kissing her neck and shoulder.

Aven pulled her shirt up and began kissing her belly button, raising the shirt little by little as his lips continued upwards. He pulled the shirt up over her chest and took one breast in his hand, licking and sucking on her erect nipple. He pulled her shirt off and playfully tossed it away. She let out a slight gasp of excitement when she felt him tugging at her pants and pulling them off.

Her hands unbuckled the thin leather strap of a belt that he used to hold his pants from falling. Aven stared at her, watching the smile on her face grow as she slid his pants down. He wrapped his arms around her and cradled her head in his hands and kissed her.

"I love you, Analda, with all my heart," He whispered in her ear.

Aven and Analda laid in each other's arms. Analda laid silent, smiling with her head on his shoulder. At that moment, she couldn't have been happier. If it was even possible, she loved him even more than she did before their love became physical. She giggled when she felt his fingers gently caressing her behind.

She rolled onto her stomach and rested her head on her hands, "We still haven't seen you in your new clothes."

"You wanna see them on me?" He stood and walked to the black hooded Mage's suit that was sprawled on the blanket. He looked back at her and noticed she was blushing again, staring at his naked body, "Are you enjoying the view?"

She was at a loss for words and could only laugh, "Get dressed, I want to see my Ember Mage in his uniform," She cleared her throat, hoping he didn't hear the shaking in her voice.

Aven pulled the pants on and buckled the belt of black leather that was sewn into the waistline, then slid on the boots. They fit him perfectly and were much more comfortable than they looked. He pulled on the soft, black silk shirt, then the leather vest with the hood and scaled armor sleeve on the left arm. He pulled his hair free and let it hang over his shoulders and looked at her.

"So, how do I look?" He asked her with arms out, spinning in a slow circle, "do I look like a Mage?"

It suits you very well," She smiled and climbed to her feet. Aven's eyes got wide, as did his grin. She walked to him and looked over the suit, pulling the leather straps tight and wiped bits of dust from his shoulders before kissing him. She sat and slid on her pants and shirt, "Let's show the others, I think they have waited long enough."

The two stepped outside into the evening light. Everyone in the village was gathering around the growing blaze, talking and joking. Donovan was the first to notice they had finally come out, "Well, well, it's about damn time."

Velana looked over and smiled, "Those clothes look good on you, Aven. You're a spitting image of your uncle in them."

Aven and Analda joined the others with matching grins. Aven felt good in his new clothes, he felt more like a warrior and a Mage in them. They all enjoyed the evening of relaxation, conversation and laughter by the fire, pretending that for just one night, the world was a safe and happy one."