The Talons of a Dark Heart Ch. 07

Novak turned to Calena and then sat down with her at the table, "The girl has many enemies in my land, I only worry if she has been hurt." He took his goblet sipping from it, trying to stop the eruption of his emotions for Talyis. But Calena was so focused on him giving him speculative looks. "I will punishmy slave as I see fit."

A knock on the door brought a welcome change in the atmosphere and the palace guard assigned to accompany Talyis entered the room. Novak sighed with great relief seeing Talyis standing behind the guard, her hands filled with the baskets of completed errands.

The guard bowed deeply and Talyis squeezed around the guard, not bowing, which made Calena suck her teeth angrily holding back her thoughts from spilling out.

"It took all day to finish your tasks," Talyis barked as she dropped the baskets carelessly to the floor and put her hands on her hips in defiance.

Novak's concern for her had faded to short-lived relief and now turned into irritation that she was late and worried him so.

"Bow," he commanded, set on contending with her irreverence. She postured herself in defiance. She did not care what he thought, she was angry with him for making her do so much in a day.

"You should whip her. What slave does not bow to the king?" Calena spat and stood next to Novak glaring at Talyis, rolling the stem of the wine goblet with her long fingers.

"Bow, Talyis," Novak raised his eyebrow and she glared right back at him.

"What about thank you, Talyis. Talyis, you worked very hard today. You've been up working since the break of dawn, Talyis, you must be tired and hungry." Talyis exploded.

Calena's mouth dropped in shock.

Novak clenched his jaw sneering through his teeth. "I will not reward a slave who wastes my time gossiping with villagers, such as Delia, instead of doing her work." Talyis froze. "Yes, I know all about your visits to the tavern."

"You should have her punished!" Calena snapped, eyes flashing.

"Calena, be quiet!" Novak rubbed his eyes and then turned to his guard. "Take her to my chamber."

"No!" Calena turned to the guard. "Whelp, I am going to be your Queen in a matter of months, remove your belt and whip this girl at once."

"Calena?" Novak was shocked by her complete callousness.

"Are you reducing me to the level of this slave or am I to be your Queen, Novak?" Calena asked and Novak couldn't do anything but agree. "Then that settles it. Whip her now."

The guard removed his leather belt and Talyis glared at Novak, her eyes burning into him.

"You said I would only have to answer to you," Talyis pleaded, as the first slash came hard on her back.

"Bow before your King and Queen, slave," Calena demanded and Talyis refused by standing up, her eyes on fire. Calena gestured and the guard gave another blow to her back. Again Talyis stood after the initial burn melted into a wicked smolder and Calena had the guard lash his belt through the air attacking her back again and she grunted stifling her cries.

Novak could no longer hide his disturbance for what was happening to his Talyis and he did not care to tip-toe and play diplomatic with Calena any longer about his feelings towards his slave. She had him, Calena was going to be his wife, but he did not want Talyis to have to endure any more of the torture that she stubbornly challenged.

His anger climaxed and his heart wretched with each blow to his Talyis's back; he swallowed the bile that rose in his throat.

"Enough!" Novak yelled, yanking the guard away from Talyis. "Take her to my chambers. Leave me to spend my engagement night with my fiancée, she has ruined enough of it already with her tardiness."

Talyis snapped her body away from the guard trying to assist her to her feet. She was not going to grovel, she was going to be strong and leave on her own. On her way out of the room, she spied a tray of cheese and a knife.

Novak quickly finished the chess game, loathing Calena's flirtations all the more, and no longer wished to play coy with false moves and won the game easily. He kissed Calena's hand goodnight and returned to his chambers.

Talyis was standing at the hearth, her hands behind her back. He walked in cautiously; he had seen that she had taken the knife from the cheese plate when she'd left the parlor. Novak was relieved that she hadn't taken her own life and was more intent on using it on him. He would rather her fight him instead than to continue to feel inferior to Calena. Just as he expected, Talyis charged at him, her small fingers tight around the makeshift dagger. Easily he captured her wrist as he ducked away from the blade, his other arm wrapping around her hugging her raging body to him.

"Shhh," was all he said while his fingers worked to pry her fingers from the knife that wouldn't have done much damage anyway.

Talyis was silently dumbfounded by his gentleness. She had attacked him, tried to murder him but now his soothing voice was melting her. Was she this staved for affection? She shook her head and refused to play pawn. But she could not shirk the tenderness of his embrace.

She had tried to kill the only heir of a surviving people, a people her father attacked and tears rolled down her face. He quickly pulled her dress off leaving her skirts on her body and led her to the bed, not allowing her to think. Her body would have shivered if it weren't for the heat on her back from the whipping. He motioned for her to lie on her stomach and she did. Cautiously she didn't take her eyes off of his every movement: he dug through the drawers of his tall boudoir until he found a glass container with a strange green gel inside.

The bed dipped as he sat beside her and unscrewed the glass top from the container. His fingers dipped into the salve and applied the cool gel to the welts temporary disfiguring her beautiful back.

She whimpered as his careful, gentle touch left trails of the pungent gel on her back. "Now you cry," he commented almost as if an afterthought.

"This never would have happened if you hadn't sent me out with so many errands."

"I'd hoped you'd have learned to quiet your tongue, Talyis."

Talyis turned to face Novak. "I hate you. Everything within me screams for me to smother you in your sleep."

Novak smirked, "Why don't you?" Talyis didn't answer as she just turned away from him and he continued to apply the gel to the ugly red welts. "But you are too needy and desire my touch each night to have the courage to do it."

Talyis roared, turned, and abruptly slapped him squarely across the face. She was prepared for his retaliation but instead she saw desire conflicting with deep sorrow in his face. The same desire she wished her green-eyed man to have for her. She didn't know what came over her, but the green-eyed boy was becoming like the man sitting before her everyday. She tackled Novak, kissing him deeply.

She pushed his body onto the padding and pulled at his tunic removing it from his body. He lay looking at her, amazed by this new tigress. Her beauty haloed by her fierceness. He wanted to run his fingers through her hair that dangled down onto his chest and her breasts swayed as the bed squeaked with her movements. She kissed his chest all over tracing his muscles with her lips.

"How do I do it?" she whispered. Her voice dripped with lust. "What do I do?"

Searching her expression for assurance that she really wanted what she was requesting, his hands gently feathered her sore back - she did. Novak removed his pants and flung them to the floor. His penis poled between his thighs. Talyis felt all the more confident, for once she was not completely naked and he was. He wrapped his hands around his penis the tip red seeping, ready to sheave itself into her depths.

"You can kiss me here as you have kissed me elsewhere," he said between kisses in which he captured her lips.

Talyis looked at Novak. His eyes were as green as her gardens. He was turning into her green-eyed man and she wanted to run with him hand-in-hand into green lush pools. His smile reminded her of the green-eyed child's curling to one side more. His hand fluttered up and down her arms as he encouraged her. She turned away from him to place a tentative kiss to the head of his penis. It was soft and warm.

"Put it in your mouth if you like." Novak picked up her skirts to press his finger to her center. She was so sensitive to his touch it radiated through his shaft from her kiss. She was wet. He tasted her. "Men and women become wet when aroused and that arousal has a taste. You taste very sweet. I love your taste. Go ahead."

Talyis placed her mouth over the head . He was indeed correct; he did have a taste and it was salty and buttery. Her tongue continued to taunt the head with quick touches to taste him. It plucked at the nerves in his legs and pelvis like a guitar. Her tongue pushed into the center of his urethra and he hissed. Talyis stopped and turned to him with curious eyes.

"No, don't stop. You are doing fine," he encouraged and combed the hair away from her face as she tried again.

Pleasure swam through his body as she started to suck on his penis. His eyes rolled back, the warmth of her mouth was devious, urging all of his nerves into bundles throughout his body. She continued pleasuring him, urging as if to suck the seed from his testicles to explode. He couldn't take anymore and he didn't want to scare her when he came.

"Stop, Talyis, please stop," Novak sputtered. The sensations she caused by taking her shaft in his mouth continued to radiate through his body. Holding himself back he did not want to scare her with the unexpected behaviors of the male explosion in her mouth.

He grabbed her shoulders and brought her into his arms against his warm body that was becoming like home to her. She kissed him and he looked in awe at her brown almond eyes that had the gentleness of a doe. Smiling, he hugged her tightly while his hand snuck down in between them, gathering her skirts and petticoats away from his conquest. His fingers found her entrance and toyed with her clitoris allowing the hood to open and close over the bud. Her legs tightened as anticipation rose within her.

"Open your legs," he guided and she let her legs fall apart from each other. His fingers delved into her dewy opening and scissored gently matching her passion. Their eyes were transfixed on her body, watching her labia and sex move with his fingers. She leaned back against his chest, gasping, her eyes closed. "Do you want me to do what you did to me?" he asked and she nodded.

The bed rustled as Novak got onto his knees below her. His fingers hooked her skirts to pull them down and toss aside with his own clothing. She propped herself on elbows watching him move her legs apart and trace her labia lightly, dragging his fingernail.

"Relax," he said and she laid back into the padding, "Do you want to be in control of everything, princess?" He growled and took a long lick up through her slit.

She whimpered loudly, the sensation was so strange and good.

"Now she cries," he teased, and licked again before grabbing onto her thighs to get a deeper taste. Her body flexed as his tongue pushed inside of her, so wet. "You taste amazing. So sweet." His teeth nipped at her slippery labia and her back arched off of the bed. "This little fleshy button at the top is the mastermind of your sex," he said as he circled his tongue around her clit, delivering moisture to it. "It alone can give you pleasure." He let the top of his teeth graze her clit and she exhaled loudly. He attacked her with his mouth, sucking and laving all over until she was completely drenched with heat. He stopped to watch her in the throes of her first loving orgasm.

"Don't stop," she trembled.

"I don't intend to. I want to give you pleasure. I have always wanted to give you pleasure." Novak's husky voice enticed her more.

He crawled up her body, careful not to crush her smaller body under his strong one. She just stared up at him, his dark hair hanging down, hiding his wonderful face. His body seemed so tense, every muscle was taut as he held himself up over her. He smiled and she couldn't help but smile back at her green-eyed man, no longer a monster.

"Kiss me," she said and he complied, lightly kissing her lips. "Kiss me again, please." He kissed her lightly again. "One more time," she said in almost a whisper. He smiled and kissed her neck, then moved down her body with kisses around her neck, tantalizing her as he kissed around her breast spiraling to the anticipated contact with her nipple.

"Lots of nerves here too." He stopped, hovering right above her nipple, his breath heating it. She couldn't help but slam her arms into the mattress in protest.

"Don't stop, Novak, please, don't stop."

He arched his eyebrow and smiled, his playful grin pulling more to one side. "I don't intend to."

"Please keep going. Do it, do the thing."

"What thing, Princess?" he teased, "This." His lips caught her nipple and sucked it. Her back arched and approval escaped from her mouth.

"No, yes, that but..." she panted. His hand massaged her other breast making her hips dance in need "I mean...." She couldn't remember how to breathe or to speak, he was making her body feel everything all at once. She reached down and grabbed his penis and guided it to her center.

"Oh, you mean this." He pulled her hands from his penis and placed it at her entrance. "You mean intercourse, make love, fuck." He skillfully slid his penis in only a little, to heighten their anticipation. Just the head of his member made her feel full.

"Yes!" She could barely squeeze her voice to sound, she clenched her eyes and smiled- finally!

"I don't intend to fuck you, Princess," he said as he slid out and kissed her cheek. Her confused eyes searched his. He only smiled and delightfully pushed his penis into her again filling her fully. She cried out in ecstasy. "I intend to make love to you." He kissed her deeply, his tongue playing in concert with his penis that seemed to grow inside her, filling her.

He pulled out and then pushed into her again adding pressure to her cervix making her feel him so deeply inside her- exquisite. Her legs squirmed, trying to pull him to her, pull him closer. He chuckled lightly and took hold of her thighs, his gentle hands massaging them as he thrust into her opening. He raised her legs to her chest to get a deeper connection. A scream penetrated his senses delightfully and it sang with each scrape of the bed against the stones when his thumb antagonized her clit. Circling it and pushing it into her with each thrust, adding exquisite pressure to the deep nub inside her vagina.

"Talyis of Onor," he gently held her closer to him not allowing the pain of the welts to tamper with this beautiful communion of devotion. He nipped her ears, whispering in ancient Aricin with passion dripping as liquid molten. "If you only knew what was to come of you. If I you only knew what you mean to me, my precious Little One. How I wish to move heaven and earth and run from my kingdom to be with you."

Cries escaped her more as her body clenched his penis, sucking it deeper within her, urging him to expand. He plunged into her and exploded with her, his seed washing the bitterness away.

When they came down from the heights of passion, they couldn't help but study one another in bliss. Novak stilled within her but he remained, neither ready to feel empty of each other. Sweat glistened on their bodies and their combined scent hung in the air like an aphrodisiac. They smoothed wet hair back from each others faces and caressed each other as if to memorize the moment.

Novak chuckled at their tenderness nervously; they were like stray cats- scrapping with each other since childhood. When he laughed his penis moved within her, grazing the bundle of nerves at the top of her vagina. Her eyes, glittering in afterglow, looked at him in wonder. He gave one more quick thrust as a memento and fell to his side of the bed in exhaustion, the bedding springs vibrated loudly. He rolled over after calming his system and pulled Talyis to him. She gladly curled up close to Novak, her skin was so soft to his. He combed his fingers through her thick black hair and listened to her breathing as she fell asleep in his arms. He kissed the crown of her head.

"I love you, Talyis of Onor. You have marked my heart," Novak whispered as he nuzzled her neck. She snuggled closer to him, hearing his words as she drifted off into sleep.

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A Very Special thanks to Cristalball for editing and my two beta readers- Ladies you are awesome!!!

Readers: Thank you for reading my story andhanging in there with my plot through it all. This story is far from over and there is alot to come. I'd love to hear your thoughts... praises ;-P, how you love/hate the characters whatever you want to share. All of your comments truly keep me going.

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~T Bagley