Cloud Clan

Cloud Nine

“They will find us soon my love.” Everrek said. He pulled up the dragon hide blanket over her face as she smiled and giggled while he secretly loved her underneath the blanket.

“Ah do you hear that? It’s time for your commemoration ceremony Lithia my lovely lovely... and you’re not there, you are here with me. Your father will be so delighted with this when he finds out.”

“He will not find out.” Lithia stood up throwing the hide off of her stubbornly, fastening her armor and sped off leaping away from him without even saying goodbye. In the head of a large search party was her father personally. This would mean he was a bit, if not more than that, furious with her. “You’re to be queen Lithia, I expect you to act more responsibly!”

Throughout the spread of the great and industrious lodgings among the trees she saw there, over and on every branch, bridge and every platform as well as the balconies. All and everywhere she found all eyes to be staring at her. “I’m sorry father, I had to take a morning run and get my head clear. This is a big day for me and I just needed some time alone to reflect.” He bought it. Well it wasn’t entirely a lie. It wasn’t a lie at all, it was true for the most part, but leaving out the incident of her love escapade with Everrek. They were young and in love. Her father didn’t need to know things that he couldn’t figure out on his own just by remembering what it was to be young. If he never noticed or recognized the certain way she would look at Everrek whenever he was around, then good. Her secret was safe. Her father was always too busy to pay mind to such things. He had so many other things to attend to and others who needed his guidance and ruling. But when Lithia did need something she guessed he assumed she would come to him and ask; and she would do just that, she learned to ask for things she needed at a very young age but she was content and didn’t pester her father unnecessarily.

The flutes began to play the ceremonial song. She walked up the great steps to her father’s throne highest above in the trees and she bowed and the crown was placed upon her head. Everyone cheered as the bishop spoke. “Hail to the new Queen! Lithia!”

The celebration would commence at sunset and there would be dancing and drinking and a fat beast roasting on a spit as some would be sitting around the fire laughing and enjoying themselves. The music was a driven rhythm, a fast paced jungle beat. Everrek would be across the floor looking at her at the bar drinking distilled nectar made specially for this occasion. Yes, she saw his gaze flickering back at her through the flames and she locked eyes and gave a last gulp finishing up her nectar and slammed it down on the counter and walked over to him with a sultry electric glide to her swift step and they danced all night going unnoticed by her father as always. No one had a presence like Lithia, it was hard not to notice her. But her father somehow found a way to do so. She had an aura of power, a natural born leader, ready and willing to take care of others even if it was for the sacrifice of her private life. But right now she wouldn’t think of that, she would enjoy herself and dance and entwined with Everrek until they would disappear together later and go do as lovers do. Yes, Lithia knew exactly what she wanted out of life. She wanted to be strong and that was the ruling theme of her whole persona. She was always humble yet confident. No one spoke ill of her and if they did notice she disappeared, her father did not. She was respected well enough and trusted and known to be a powerful and protective as a princess... and now as a Queen... everyone would have her back or so she hoped.

She had kept a great deal many secrets for others; that weren’t so pleasant. No one ever had affairs with others’ mates. The Cloud Clan was very strong a thing in their beliefs in keeping to one person as your mate. It was like their religion, but she knew from the great Creator that he did not give them a religious book to apply. They were born knowing the Secret existed and it was a fact that the laws must be kept. This was very important. A priority above all else. Yes she was respected greatly by the people, and the secrets she has kept for others have been the majority involving an impractical attraction to another’s mate. She would talk to them about this and to spare them the embarrassment she would change their lodging to the opposite side of the city and keep her father out of it for fear of ridicule. Yes, others had her back when she went missing with this Everrek... he was a tall well built specimen that complimented Lithia perfectly. They belonged together. When others saw them together they could not imagine them apart. It was like night and day. How they worked and were together. She was definitely drawn to him from the very first time she saw him. But how he looked at her with those leering looks didn’t quite win her affections; she kept a distance. She always did. She was a very loving female, but she also wasn’t impractical, and lust was nothing to go on. But he felt a certain way for her and he knew she felt it too when she looked in his eyes and experienced their first kiss. The kiss that was for so long anticipated and when it finally became a very real thing that it was happening and it was happening right now... she first drew in, and then both very slowly and tenderly growing delirious; and over sensitive were their senses for one another, stroking of her arm, and then his hand placed on her cheek as her fingers found their way to the nape of his neck with a tingling touch, and then their lips met and it was then when she knew she loved him. It was in his kiss. It was in her yearning for this very moment all along and now a sentimental journey taking her mind into a world of dreams coming true. It was here and now when she couldn’t take it anymore! She attacked him! Not how she was use to attacking in the way of the warrior that she was, but in a way where animal passion had taken over and they couldn’t get undressed fast enough. “Rub me down hard Everrek! I want to feel your hands become one with my body... Mmmmmm.” She wasn’t afraid to tell him how to love her. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get it. In the heat of the moment she was fine with what was natural. She wasn’t going to hold back. She was an extremist to everything she did. She liked the power of going places that no one else did, taking things a little too far...

He dragged the backside of his loosened fingers down the middle of her naked back as she jumped onto him, wrapping her legs around him. She mounted him and he grabbed hold of her thighs and began thrusting up into her. This is the man she would choose; she wanted him and he wanted her and no one would find them out here and no one would be the wiser of expecting this thing to pan out like how it did. Sheer perpetual bliss. She gripped onto his biceps and squeezed, wincing and moaning like she never wanted it to stop! And it didn’t for a long time as they felt over each other and kissed each other and marveled at one another ever so tenderly and endearing. It was love and she had fallen for him and him for her and there was now no stop to them acting out their desires now. They talked for hours laying there and they had come to the agreement that no one and nothing would keep them away from each other. “Meet me tonight by the lake. I’ll be there waiting for you in the field of brungle-blossoms... that way I can have some time to pick some for you and there is this lovely swing up high in the trees... you can’t see it from the ground, it is nestled high above in the branches; hidden. A perfect spot to meet in secret.”

“Well by all means don’t wait too long.” She said, teasingly. “Yes I will be there at dusk...” She ran her forefinger down his arm with that wanton look in her eye and this time he attacked her! It was thrilling how they fancied each other, how they just knew how they felt for each other and doubted not, worried not that this wouldn’t last. This was the first of many, many secret meets for love making. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He was the lover and she was the beloved. He was the romantic and passionate and she was the adored seductress, the pen to his poetry. They were the best combination. His inspiring imagination and sense of adventure and her strong mind and drive were two things that drew them to each other; and equally excited the one about the other. It was a perfect and fatal attraction.

She came to a stop when she finally reached the lake and walked through the waist-high plants, pushing them aside while coming into an enchanting atmosphere of chirping insects and moonlight glow. It was a warm night and a very romantic one at that. Love was in the air. Everrek heard her coming and watched her silhouette draw nearer and nearer as he picked a last red bloom and bound a bouquet. “My dear I have been waiting to look upon your face, for alas you are the beauty of these blossoms among many thorns. Come sit with me in the trees above, I’ll show you the swing. We can sleep there as well.”

“I’ll have to get back, you know that... my father will find out I am gone if I am not there in the morning.”

“Then let me hold you until dawn... tonight, it is just you and I. No one else and the world could care.”

“Maybe I’m dreaming of you right now... and this is not real. Wake me up, like how you awaken my senses, and stir my emotions, make me feel alive and more keenly in touch with the earth and all its beauty... this is wonderful Everrek... you are a mouthful of words that I could speak, but I’d rather--” Her eyes fluttered over his lips and she pressed towards him forcefully as if commanded to do so under a spell, and she kissed him, hot and bothered.

She had aroused him in more ways than one. He wanted her intellectually, physically and poetically and he carried her away to the basket of a swing and laid her down gently as she kept against his body with the pressure of her weight. She had to be as close to him as possible. She had fantasized about this second meet all day, with longing and desire.

“I want to explore you more completely this time.” He drew near and pulled at her undershirt from her collarbone and kissed it, and she sighed.

“Entirely Lithia.” I want my mouth to have kissed every part of you and all your beauty.”

Honestly he meant it. It wasn’t just something said lightly to tempt her full arousal, but to actually fully arouse her, and he kissed her down over her chest, down to her navel and then to the inside of her thigh. He stayed on her thighs for a moment sucking on her smooth skin while he stroked her bottom sliding his hand underneath her buttocks and fondling her squeezing and massaging deep tissue-like. He knew what he was doing. He had her. She was his and she wanted him so badly that her whole body had been covered with sensation and the pressure of her heart beating throughout her entirety, throbbing strongest in the whole area below her navel. Finally he entered into her and the throbbing was satisfied by this well remembered pattern of thrusts that she had anticipated all day as well. Her breasts were grabbed onto and squeezed. Hers was full and voluptuous and he loved the look of them. He kissed her and she bit onto and sucked his lower lip into her mouth moaning. This love making was much needed and exceptionally satisfying. How she was to experience this, it was overwhelming. She was enthusiastic and in paradise beneath him; as such a desire as this, overpowering and overflowing would have inspired within anyone. Yes, it had done so, and at that, quite to the extreme. It was perfect. It was a dream. Dreams last forever...

They laid there enveloped in each other and he said in a whisper. “Until dawn.”