Immortal Game of Fate

5: When Shadow & Fire Collide

~ Viatrice Curseheart ~

Rhiannon and I have spent months and months in the woods, the forest that borders Nyos becoming our home. Now, as I sit in the kitchen, working on breakfast, I feel more than hear Rhi's approach. Her arms wrap gently around my waist and she kisses the side of my neck.

"Vi, you spoil me," she whispers.

I smile. "Of course. That's what you do for someone you love."

Rhiannon gasps. "You... love me?"

I turn from the scrambled, cheesey eggs and smile at Rhi. "Of course. Didn't I tell you before now?"

Her black hair sways as she shakes her head. "N - no! I think I'd remember that, Vi!" She chuckles and clears her throat. "Oh, Viatrice .... I love you, too!"

I lean in, and she leans into me, and we kiss. Her lips against mine are warm, soothing. Like the sun when spring finally comes after a long, unforgiving winter. Breathing life into the world within my body. Rhiannon tilts her head, deepening her kisses. I remember only when my head swims that I can breathe through my nose. I kiss her, my own kisses as strong as the shadows I command.

Suddenly, I smell the eggs burning. She gently pulls back, giggling. Then, she twirls her hand, making the fire burn softer, making the eggs no longer burn. She looks at me with wide, green eyes.

"Oh," she whispers. "I'm sorry for making you distracted, Vi."

I scoff. "I don't mind, Rhiannon. I mean, I'll just eat the burned bits."

"Oh, no, I... haha. I meant that... oh, never mind." Kissing me once more, she steps around me. Moves to the stove. "I'll finish the breakfast. You, go sit in the dining room."

"Anything for you, my dear," I say, smiling back at her.

After breakfast, we both lay down in the wide bed that she sleeps in. And instead of resting...

We kiss.

Rhiannon gently pulls up my nightgown and tosses it aside. She brushes back my red hair, smiling and kissing my forehead, as her hands explore my body. I shiver under her warm touch, and she grins as she moves down to my lips, kissing me with so much passion that I'm left totally breathless. But Rhi giggles and pulls me to my back, so she is atop me.

Her hands cup my breasts, her warm hands not too cold, but also not burning me. She giggles as my back arches. I trace her lips with my free hand, my other hand in her hair. She moves down, gently tugging at my lips with her teeth. I moan, and so does she. Rhiannon then moves to my throat, gently kissing a line down to my collarbone.

I am drunk on Rhiannon Lara, my lover, her touch like a calming sun. Her voice like the warmth of a sunbeam upon my freezing face. She kisses me, faster and faster, but also more gentle than the bite she'd given me before.

"I love you," she whispers, grinding her hips against my own. I grin at her, then kiss her lips again. She squeaks in delight, then inches closer to me again, moving slow and teasingly against me.

Her touch is everything I could ever need. I feel like I very well may starve without her. She holds me in her firm embrace as she grinds, her strength teasing me.

We succumb, and soon enough, she slips her fingers between my legs. I moan, pure heat flooding my core as she gently touches my center. I toss my head back, crying out her name.

"Oh, Rhi!"

"Haha, Viatrice, you seem to be coming," she whispers, inching closer to climax. "I love you more than I could ever explain."

My power quakes throughout the room, my shadows swirling like snakes around us. Sparks fly from Rhiannon, and I feel a tingling within me as she leans over me. She presses herself against me, and withdraws slowly, so taunting.

"I love you," I whisper. "I'm sorry I never said so before."

We lay in each other's arms for so long, we end up falling into a deep sleep. When I wake, Rhiannon is wrapped around me, and my arms are firmly around her. She snores so softly, her breaths slow and even. She hums, moaning a bit, before her stunning green eyes open slowly.

"Hey," she rasps, her voice so deep after waking that it's like a crackling fire.

"Hey," I reply, smiling. "Sleep well?"

"Of course. I'm with you," she whispers back.

"Flirty girl," I say, teasing her.

"Right back at you," she snickers.

We get up, getting ready to go do our daily things. I head outside to chop some wood for the fires we use in the cabin and Rhiannon heads to tend the garden.

But when I step onto the woods, there is an odd feeling to the shadows within. I tilt my head, my axe gripped tight. Then, I hear the voices in the woods, coming closer to us. Closer to my home.

I turn and run back to Rhiannon's garden, where she is gathering some fresh tomatoes. She looks up at me. The peaceful look on her face fades.

"Vi?"

"Someone's coming. A bunch of people, but ... I don't know who they are."

"O- oh," she whispers. "We... what do we do?"

"Be ready for anything."