Date: Wed, 3 Sep 2014 07:09:38 +0400 From: Nell Bas Subject: the last feres/ the feri circle 10 Happy reading! The Feri Circle Chapter 10 Something Wren said bothered me. Being angry at his mother for leaving him behind was understandable. However, holding a grudge for this long wasn't. He sounded like another person, not the Wren I know. `What's on your mind?' asked Wren. `You. Your mother. This whole mess.' `And?' He said lacing my fingers with his. `And I can't help thinking you're holding out on me.' He went still. `I get that you're blaming yourself for being a bad son but –' `But what? You think I lied to you?' I detected no contempt in his tone, nonetheless my suspicions were confirmed. It was not so much in his tone as it was in his body language. His palms were sweaty, his heart fluttering rapidly against my back; he was showing signs of anxiety. `Wren, I may not have Nick's empathy or your superhuman senses but I've been around you long enough to know when you're not being truthful. What's more, people don't get so defensive and upset over some forgotten memories.' He breathed in deeply to reign in the anger which threatened to surface. `What are you not telling me? And don't go giving me that "I-don't-know" crap either.' I waited. It certainly felt like the longest minute. `What more do you want me to say? You clearly made up your mind about my honesty.' He quibbled. Okay, that was more like Wren. Not saying more than what he thought he should. `Okay. Here is what I think is wrong. Feel free to stop me any time for I'm going out on a limb here.' I felt him shrug. `Perhaps you really don't remember your mother and your life before her departure. Perhaps your father or even she had your memories of her wiped clean from your mind. I doubt it's the case by the way. But the fact remains your mother left you. `To prove my point; you crumbling every time someone mentions her name, your father keeping you at arm's length, you're feeling the closeness of your brothers yet they seem far away, tells me you have some serious abandonment issues. There's a name for your condition Wren, you have autophobia. You fear being alone. What you don't realize is that it's all in your head. Haven't you figured out yet that every time you get into one of your temper tantrums you're pushing people further away from you? People that matter to you are trying to help, but you keep turning them away. `You think you're the only one living with pain, guess what Wren, everyone has problems. You may think you hate Elron and Amegra, but I think you're avoiding them because they are the cause of your anxiety. They are your trigger. It's not right what they did to you but in the end they're still your parents. They have contributed to what you are today. The man I love. Hopefully what we have will last forever.' I looked up at his dumbfounded face. `Stop blaming yourself for something you have no control over. You can overcome your anxiety. To get past this you need only to face your fear and move on.' I kept my eyes trained on his face, waiting for a reply. It came in the form of a ghostly smile. I sighed in relief. `You're right,' he admitted shamefully. `How do you know all this?' `Back in the human realm before I followed you guys here, I wanted to be a psychologist, or a politician, or a social worker. I did a lot of reading on all three so I'd know what I was getting myself into before I choose one.' `I think psychology is your calling,' he teased. I like that he was joking and laughing. It showed that he was beginning to see my point. `Perhaps.' `Do you really think I can get past this?' `Yes. The trick with anxiety is to face it head on. It could be uncomfortable but once you've mastered your confidence you'll began to heal. I know your can do it, Wren. You're the bravest person I know.' He smiled, bent down and pecked me on the lips. Then another expression of sadness crossed his face. `Why the long face? It will take time but you'll eventually heal.' He closed his eyes and huffed. `For the past few days I have had a new fear. I had a conversation with my aunt, Wain's mother, about my mom. She told me who Amegra truly was.' He knew about his mom all along. So what? It's not like it changes anything. `Rye, I learned something that could change things between us forever...' His voice became rugged like he was chocking on something. I sat up and faced him. `Wren?' `Rye. Most Targs don't tolerate incest. And I fear that we may be – cousins.' Despite myself, I laughed. I tried not to but I couldn't help myself. Wren's face hardened in confusion. He doesn't know, I said to myself. `Wren, we're not cousins. We're not even related.' His honey brown eyes twinkled. `How do you know?' `All members of my father's Feri circle call each other brothers and sisters but that doesn't mean they're related. It more of a generic endearment term used amongst themselves, like a band of warriors calling themselves brothers because they belong to the same legion.' He frowned. `Really!' `Yes. You have nothing to fear.' Suddenly he let out a deep breath and his mouth turned into a smile. I chuckled. `Did you really think you could get rid of me that easily?' He pulled me back into his arms and kissed my forehead. I turned in his embrace, seeking out his mouth. Passionately, we kissed as if we'd just been reunited after a long absence. He moaned. I shivered with excitement. He sank into the mound of pillows. Wren's hands flew over to my back, to my waist and to my butt. He fondled my butt-cheeks gently as our kiss deepened. His cock stood up like an erect pole, hard and firm. My mouth left his lips as I tongued my way to his ear. He hissed when I nibbled at it. I sucked and dragged my tongue over his ear. `Great Feri, I want you, Rye,' he mumbled. `I want you so bad.' With a bust of energy, he rolled me onto my back and buried his face in my neck. I giggled as his tongue flickered on my sensitive spot. He moved lower to my chest. He licked my right nipple before he lightly grazed his teeth over it. I shuddered. He grinned. He sucked it in his mouth before moving to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Meanwhile he was rubbing my hole with his fingers. Anticipation rose within me as I involuntarily lifted my hips to give him better access. Wren looked up at me and smiled. He pushed two fingers in my mouth. I wrapped my tongue around them to get them wet, like he wanted. My sphincter gave way as he shoved the same two wet fingers into my opening. He tenderly finger fucked me. `Ah...' I moaned in pleasure. `You like that, atsa? You want my cock in you don't?' `Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me,' I chanted. He grinned. `I'm going to put my cock in you now.' `Wait.' Feri-lights appeared above the bed and a small canister fell on the bedcovers. `Lube up first.' Wren chuckled. `You're afraid of a little poking.' `Yeah, well. I don't want to be walking with crutches tomorrow.' He threw his head back and laughed out loud. I watched his handsome face and smiled. God, I love this man. Our eyes connected. I saw love, lust and passion in them. `Hurry up I'm dying here.' He laughed again. Urgently, he removed the lid of the canister and lathered his cock with a generous amount of home-made cream. I stuck a pillow under my pelvis and waited for him to come near. `You're ready for me, I see,' he said as he edged closer. I felt the blunt end of his cock poking at my entrance before he buried it deep. I breathed out loudly because I'd been holding my breath. `Great Feri, That feels good.' He chuckled. Then he lowered his body on mine gently. His arms went underneath my armpits and his hands clutched my shoulders. His face lingered above mine. The loving look in his eyes warmed me up as he began thrusting. He was so gentle. `We're making love today,' he stated. I shyly smiled as I stared in his face. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, he continued to move back and forth above me. The sweat between us made the sensual movements look even more erotic. I moaned as his blunt head rubbed against my prostate over and over again. `Oh. Fuck atsa, you are driving me crazy.' Sensing my desire, he began giving me longer strokes. That caused him to pant for his effort. The musky ocean scent of his body filled my nostrils. My mouth watered as if I actually tasted his delicious scent. Shit. `I'm coming.' And with a shuddering cry I spurted between our bodies. Meanwhile his movement never ceased to bring me more pleasure. As my cock twitched he continued to fuck me. Starting anew, my lust returned, even more strongly than before. I locked my feet and tightened my legs around his butt. I bit his shoulder like a vampire and clawed at his back like a demon possessed victim. Breathing hard I was lost to the world. `Are you with me, atsa,' he whispered in my ear. `Uh-huh,' was the only sound that came out of my mouth. He chuckled. A moment later he repossessed my lips. He suckled my tongue and brought yet another feeling to my plateau of ecstasy. If he keeps this up, I swore I wouldn't be able to hold back another powerful orgasm. As if that was his plan, I shuddered underneath him. A moan escaped me. He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to mine panting like an exhausted dog. His rhythmic movement in no way stopped. `I'm coming, atsa. Come with me, baby,' he panted. As if on cue we shuddered under an enormous orgasm. He twitched a few times before he came crushing down on me. We shared another kiss before he rolled off of me. Panting we ogled each and laughed. `I love you, Rye.' `I love you too, Wren.' ... End of chapter 10