Dunei - A Murtagh Love Story - Eragon Fan Fiction

Chapter 22

   Noises of children playing indicated when it was morning. The room was pleasantly cool, and the bed soft. But Lorena had barely slept. She had been cuddling into her pillow missing Murtagh. Throwing the blankets off she made her way to the basin, she ran cool water over her face and arms before changing into the blue dress.

When she stepped outside she could see children chasing one another. There were men with swords on their hips descending the stairs, making their way to the training grounds. She saw a pair of hard women making wicker baskets. Lorena made her way over, "Would you like some help?" One of the women slapped the ground beside her and Lorena sat. The woman then handed her the half made basket she was working on and began another. Lorena picked up a piece of straw and examined how the women worked. Before long she was adding to the basket in her lap.

A few hours passed before Lorena finished. She was much slower than the other women but her work was just as good. A deep growl came from her stomach. She placed the finished basket on the ground. As she made to leave one of the women grabbed her arm, Lorena turned as she pressed something cold against her palm. Lorena examined the item and realised it was an amethyst bracelet, shocked she shook her head and tried to give it back. The woman only smiled and closed Lorena's hand, displaying a wrist covered in identical jewellery. Lorena couldn't help but smile back, "Thank you." she whispered as she slipped on the bracelet and left.

Lorena made her way to the kitchens where she had a meal before going exploring. She walked through the tunnels examining the art works and the stone walls and floors. When she came upon people or dwarves she would greet them with a small nod and receive one in turn. After some hours she came upon a warrior, "Do you know where the gaol cells are?" she followed his directions and came across a warrior guarding cells with men who were not Murtagh. "Do you know where the man who travelled with the Dragon Rider is being kept?"

She received new directions and eventually came across a small grey door guarded by a dwarf and a human. "Is he allowed visitors yet?"

"Yes, Ajihad declared so this morning he may receive restricted visits. Who are you?"

"My name is Lorena, we travelled together with the dragon and her Rider."

The dwarf turned and banged twice on the door. "Just give us a shout when you want to leave."

Lorena thanked him and entered. The cell was warm and well lit, with a washbasin in one corner and a writing desk—equipped with quills and ink—in another. The ceiling was extensively carved with lacquered figures; the floor was covered with a plush rug. Murtagh sat on a stout bed, reading a scroll.

Murtagh looked up. When they made eye contact Lorena couldn't help but grin, and when he smiled back her heart warmed. Murtagh dropped the scroll and stood. Lorena ran and threw her arms around his neck, his own arms squeezing her waist. She felt her feet leave the ground and squeezed tighter. When Murtagh placed her feet back on the ground Lorena pulled away and looked into his eyes. "I missed you."

He smiled, "I missed you."

They hugged again before sitting together on the bed. "I didn't expect this," said Lorena looking around the room.

"I know, me neither. I had expected iron chains. But as long as I don't cause trouble I get all this, and huge meals and anything I want from the library."

Lorena reached up and began running her fingers through his hair. "That's great, but what about Surda? And the Beor Mountains? And Du Weldenvarden?"

"What about us?"

"Yes."

"I don't know how long we will be stuck here for. I don't know what's going to be happening next," Murtagh moved, kneeling on the ground in front of her, so that they were eye level. "But I know that I want you there. I know that I want you beside me." He reached up and cupped her face as they stared into each other's eyes. "I know that I love you."

Lorena fought back tears. "I love you," she whispered.

Murtagh leaned in, drawing her face to his. Lorena closed her eyes as their lips finally met. Warmth blossomed in her chest, and tinged throughout her body. He stood, wrapping his arm around her waist, and Lorena tangled her fingers into his hair, pressing her body against his. His other hand gently but firmly gripped her hair at the base of her neck.

Another wave of warmth went through her body. She opened her mouth and Murtagh's tongue met hers. They wrestled not unlike their sparing lessons. Murtagh was powerful, and Lorena could not help but sink into him.

His hands trailed over her body, the side of her neck, down her chest, goosebumps appearing at his touch. Lorena explored herself, slipping her hand under his shirt and feeling his hard flesh as they continued to kiss. Murtagh took this as permission to slip his hands under her skirts, his calluses scratching against the soft flesh of her side.

She gasped at the tender touch, yet it wasn't enough. Lorena began pulling at the cord of his vest, before he quickly took it off, along with his shirt, leaving himself bare chested. She kissed his chest as he started on the lace of her dress. Lorena laughed as he cursed the tangled mess, then the dress whooshed to the ground.

Grabbing her thigh, Murtagh lifted her off her feet. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he kissed her deeply as he moved them onto the bed. The sheets were soft against her back and Murtagh's strong frame provided the warmth she had been longing for.

Murtagh broke their kiss, only to leave a trail of kisses and licks down her body. Lorena breathed heavily, finally realising what they were doing. She hadn't realised how much she wanted Murtagh. They had touched before, but nothing like this, and hearing those words she'd finally realised how deep her affection was.

A long stroke of his tongue between her thighs brought Lorena back to the moment. She gasped and tangled her fingers into his hair. He repeated the motion, and her whole body tensed, he firmly gripped her thighs, holding her in place and he continued to lick and kiss her. Finding what she responded to best, and tormenting her with it.

Lorena lay panting, her whole body aching for more.

"Murtagh," she called, licking her dry lips, "come here." When he continued she called exasperated, "Please!"

She saw him quickly pull his trousers off, before he worked his way back up her body, lightly touching, causing her to shiver. He wiped the wetness from his mouth and kissed her on the lips. She squeezed his shoulders, and started to wrap her legs around him when he grabbed them.

"Stop," Murtagh said, sounding strained. Lorena looked at him in surprise. "We don't have to do this. If you tell me to stop, I'll stop."

Lorena let go of him, "I didn't realise- we don't have to do this if you don't want to."

Murtagh let out a strangled laugh, "I want you more than I've ever wanted anything, but I wasn't planning on this. I don't want to take advantage of you, if you want me to stop, I will."

Lorena relaxed, running her fingers through his dark hair, thinking about how much she loved this man. Smiling, she leaned up and whispered in his ear, "Don't stop."

He kissed her again, hungry and fierce, before she felt a sharp pain. Lorena softly cried out, then Murtagh was whispering in her ear. His soothing voice calmed her. He moved slightly and Lorena dug her nails into his back. He winced, but continued to whisper as his movements began to slowly increase. The sharp pain was replaced with a dull throb, and then changed to something else entirely.

Lorena captured his lips in another kiss and his rhythm increased. She ran her hands over his back as he felt his hand roaming, and she wrapped her legs around him. The new angle made them both gasp, and Murtagh increased his speed. Lorena kissed Murtagh's neck, leaving a salty taste on her lips. Both their bodies slick with sweat. The pressure in her body continued to build, before she was racked with tremours. She squeezed her legs as she felt the release of ecstasy, Murtagh growled into her ear as a final warmth blossomed inside of her.

Murtagh collapsed on the bed beside her. They both lay there, breathing heavily. Lorena grinned as Murtagh wrapped his arms around her. She snuggled into his chest, and closed her eyes.

"I love you," whispered Lorena.

Murtagh kissed her forehead, "I love you."