The Green Goddess

The Green Goddess Part 4

Kylo woke the next morning having slept soundly. He knew Rey was gone without even checking, and he had already formulated a plan in regards to her. He ordered his Legion to take up the regular patrols and to forget about the girl. He sent a message to the 19th Legion requesting the use of their tracker, Zuvius. The man had the reputation as the best tracker in Roman Britain.

Some of his men had heard the noises that had come from Kylo's tent late at night and assumed he was either pleasuring himself or had gone completely mad. None of them thought it wise to question the Tribune on his nocturnal activities. They were wise, Kylo was deadlier than ever these days. The tiniest things would set him off on a rampage of destruction and whoa betide any man that got in his way when that pall was upon him. He'd have cut them down without a second glance.

He spent each day in a private misery, hoping Rey would return to him. Sacrificing to the Gods, and praying he would feel her touch in the middle of the night again. He would force himself to stay awake late into the night, waiting for her, wishing her to return. Weeks passed and there was no sign of her. In the privacy of his tent he would sit forlornly with his head in his hands, staring at the floor, his mood swinging like a pendulum. Seething anger would turn to the deepest sorrow and pain, then just as quickly return him to that festering mass of rage. Then one night, just as he was thinking he may never see her again, out of the inky blackness she silently appeared.

This time Kylo felt pleased with himself. He had been awake pretending to slumber. He had not heard her come in but he had heard her clothing drop to the floor, and his heart pounded and he felt the hot blood rushing in his ears knowing she was here again. All his senses instantly felt heightened. He secretly watched the small figure burrow under the furs and make its way to him. This time as she neared he rolled over and pulled her to him, surprising her momentarily. It did not stop her melting into him, kissing his mouth and neck, his chest.

Kylo could tell her need was more urgent this time, she was on fire, eager and passionate, her hands already stroking his hard cock. Her tongue exploring his mouth. He wanted to protest, wanted this to be slower or it would be over all too soon and once again she would leave him. But her fervour swept him away before he could even utter one word. How could he deny her when she put herself in such danger just to be with him.

Before he knew it she had pushed him over onto his back and was kissing his stomach working her way down to his sex. He propped himself up a little so he could watch her. His dark eyes hooded, almost demonic, as though he might devour her at any moment. He didn't want to miss a second as he did not know when she would be back in his bed again, if at all. She stroked him while she kissed all around his erect member, paying particular attention to his thick, muscular thighs. Closing her eyes and rubbing her cheeks against their warmth, making the sweetest sounds he had ever heard. She began lovingly kissing his length from base to tip, flicking her tongue over the top and drawing guttural sounds from Kylo's throat.

As she took him into her warm, wet, mouth his eyes rolled back and he groaned loudly. Rasping out her name as he smoothed her hair with his big hands. Rey watched his reactions to her mouth enjoying him. She loved seeing those dark eyes swoon as they struggled to maintain contact with her. She could feel every bump and vein of him, feel the luxurious velvetiness of his skin against her lips. Everything about him was glorious to her.

She dragged herself away when she could see he was rapidly approaching his apex and climbed, like a slinking cat up his wide torso, kissing her way up the length of his body, licking at his throat and kissing him deeply. He grabbed her rolling her on her side so that he was behind her, sucking in air as he entered her swiftly and fully in one deep thrust. Rey tried to stifle the cry that rose in her throat as she panted hard. Kylo held her in this position for a few moments with his face buried in the crook of her neck. She turned to look at him and breathed, "Touch me." He knew instinctively what she meant. Snaking his hand down her belly and placing four fingers over her clit, rubbing her gently as he thrust into her. The both of them moaning their passion for each other. As soon as he felt that familiar shudder run through her body he thrust quickly in a short burst bringing himself to the same point. His mind swimming with the sounds of her short sharp breaths mixed with his throaty groans against the back of her neck.

As they lay there panting together he held her tightly and the words floated from between his lips like smoke, "Rey...please don't leave me...please." His sad plea tore her heart apart. She turned to face him, running her finger tips over his cheek. "I want so much to stay, but...I cannot" she said sadly, her eyes began brimming with tears. He rested his forehead against hers and gazed deep into her eyes, his voice cracking, "I am nothing without you." She smiled at him as hot tears rolled down her cheeks, "You are everything...to me."

Kylo knew she would not leave until he had fallen asleep, and he tried hard to keep awake so that she would stay longer, kissing her softly and squeezing her soft body against his. But the comfort of having her next to him made it even harder not to close his eyes and drift away while she lay in his arms. When he was finally asleep, Rey reluctantly pulled away from him. She wept as she kissed his cheeks and pulled on her clothes. This had become so hard, the want for him was unbearable and having to leave him was utterly heartbreaking.

Alone in her small bed inside the hollow tree, she dreamed they could be together, free of all others, free of Rome. It was pure fantasy. A man such as he would never disregard his entire life to be with her, and she could never be happy or safe being ruled by the brutality that was Rome. She wept bitterly realising she could never truly be with the man she now loved so deeply.