A Journey of Fajro

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I sit slowly onto the end of the bed doing my best not to collapse in exhaustion. Goddess if I had know what his sex drive would have been I might have started working out so I could keep up. Sitting on the bed I took a deep breath all I could smell was sex. I could feel myself blush at the thought of all the noise I had made. Oh No! I bet that even Traci and Fahdon heard us. I groan, throwing myself onto the bed. My arm ended up over my eyes. I was so glad my shirt was long enough to cover everything. I think I would have started blushing again.

“So is there a reason for your current actions that I am not getting?” Illian purred as he ran his hand up and down my leg. I knew if I didn’t stop him we would fall back into that beautiful sexy abyss again. I sat up, causing his hand to stop its ministrations.

“Do you not understand that we just had wild monkey sex? Also we decided to have this wild monkey sex while two people were in hearing distance.” I sighed, embarrassed to go out and face them after what they had just heard. I looked up to see Illian smiling with a devilish look on his face.

“What?” I yelled exasperated.

“As much as I would love to claim you in front of everyone I didn’t think you would like it. So before I,” he explained as he moved his hand to grab me in more intimate places, “Shoved into that soft silky core of yours I mind linked with Fahdon telling him to take our audience to the garden.” He whispered in my ear. He kissed my temple making his way down to my neck with butterfly kisses. He reached the spot where he bit me making me remember. I shoved his hand off me, standing up I crossed my arms and glared at him.

“What the hell did you bite me for?” I expressed my anger by putting more emphasis on bite. I saw when he realized I was truly mad at him for it. He looked down at his laced hands trying, I think, to find the answer to my question.

“I’m sorry. It’s just you had claimed me as a mate by marking me I was compelled to do the same.” He sighed running his hand through his hair. He brought my attention back to the fact that his hair again had changed from the first time he saw it along with his tattoos.

“I didn’t mean to mark you. It was like my bloodlust took over and claimed you as my mate. Do keep in mind I am definitely not complaining! I guessed you were my mate, I just was not sure.” Sighing I turned toward him and grabbed his hand, “Tell me something, why does your hair and tattoos change color?”

“You saw that huh?” He chuckled softly, making me smile. I don’t think I could ever get used to his deep thick honeyed voice. “Well see they are special, they change colors when I’m hurt physically.”

“Oh, well that explains a lot.” I smile letting him know that I was just teasing him.

“Well little princess we need to get going soon if you want to pull off this plan of yours.” He squeezed my hand before getting up and leaving the room. I was just beginning to wonder why he left the room he had been staying in. He walked through the door with a pair of my pants in his hand. I looked at my shredded pants on the floor and felt like slapping myself.

Smiling gratefully I grabbed the pants and put them on. When I finished I was about to thank him for getting my pants when I saw heat in his eyes again.

“Oh no, if we do it again we will never get out of here in time!” I squeaked dogging around him and out his door before he could act on his desires. Just before I got to my room I heard his rumbling laugh follow me down the hall.

After everyone was ready to leave we decided to go over the plan again. I knew it already but Illian insisted that we talk about it one more time before leaving. I think he wanted to make sure everyone had their part in the plan down.

“You do understand you can’t plan against a madman, you can only react.” Traci told him with some sassiness in her voice, she even punctuated it with a hand on her hip.

“I know that…” Illian sighed, “That is the part that scares me the most. Can we just make one little adjustment to the plan?”

“You know what you bast-” Traci became defensive of her battle plan. It really was not Illian’s fault she was just used to people doubting her, well everyone but me.

“Hold on! I’m not saying change it, actually it is one of the best plans I have ever heard. I was just saying we should send Fahdon with you guys.” Illian interrupted her, just trying to get her to understand. I should have warned him about how much interrupting her could piss her off. Before I could save him from her rath she surprised me.

“How could he help if shit goes south?” Traci questioned him, looking at Fahdon for the first time in hours. She had no revolution in her voice, she was just honestly curious.

“He can grow bigger and smaller than his current size.” Illian stated with pride in his voice for his little friend.

“Can he look like an earring?” Traci cocked her head to the side studying Fahdon like she was seeing him for the first time.

“Yes I can.” Fahdon answered her question with disdain in his voice. I had a feeling they were never going to be friends. Shaking my head I walked to the door and opened it.

“All those on the psycho train all aboard, the next stop is at madman station.” They all stared at me as if I had lost my mind. Well I guess my statement was more accurate then I thought.

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