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~Nikki
Friday, November 5, 2010
Taken From another Synnister and Rhage FanFic:
Happy reading Kreg! :)
After Synn and D finally felt like they wre making improvements in their relationship D went to check on the young and Synn went to do what Laz had asked of her. She went into the study.
The place was no longer musty and wreaked of dust. She and Rhee had went in and tried to put some order the the what ever kind of systerm Isk had generated. They figured it was called, "shit just put it here" system. By the end they had a list of what they thought his idea of order was.
The old copper studded leather couch had finally been cleaned from the books and old parchments and could now be used to sit on. There were even a few throws that after a good washing and a few alterations from Mirra, were actually used when the room caught a draft. The Perian rug had also been saved and was beautiful with the vibrant colors of golds, red, greens, and even a few blues. It was a great focal point in the room. The desk had been the greatest challenge. There was now a 27" iMac where the crumpled pages and tattered books had been. Everything that Rhee and Synn read and knew was important they hed it scanned and placed onto the hardrive and not to mention they both made duplicate copies just incase they had to make a quick getaway. V had installed a self destruct onto the computer so no one would get to the information.
Synn stood in the middle of the room and slowly twirled around looking up at the larger-than-life shelves. She thought as she tapped her bottom lip with her forefinger about where she had saw the book about mating. She even remember placing it on the shelf. But where was it? With a snap of her figer she remembered. Pulling the rolling ladder around she was almost right in front of the door. There were shelves that wrapped around the study and there was even space above the door. It was almost full but not quite and that was where Synn had placed the book. As she reached and clasped the red spined book into her lean fingers the door opened and before she could get out that she was up there she was falling. Luckily her bottom didn't meet the dark cherry surface, but the strong warm arms of her hellren, who was looking into her eyes and then a small smile came across his divine lips.
"Still head over heels for me?" His voice was low and smooth. Synn was so embarrassed but she answered...truthfully.
"Since the day I met you."
Slowly and it was slowly, he placed her barefeet onto the cool floor.
Synn pulled the stray hairs from her face and cleared her throat. "What brings you here?" She asked because she knew he was not fond of the room and tried his best to keep her and Sehrious from entering it.
Rhage winced and cracked a smile, "Well, D, D told me that you were here and that I should come and sit with you."
Synn smiled to herself, D was righ back where she had left off. Mending others. Making sure they were right. But Synn also knew how he felt and as she saw him looking around in such a confusing way she said, "You dont have to be here, love. I mean I know that you-"
Rhage's lips stopped her mid-sentence. Her eyes widened but moments later they closed on their on accord. The book dropped from her hand and she caught the sides of her lovers shirt. As their tongues delved in and out of each others mouth Synn felt as if she was floating. She opened her eyes only to see that Rhage was moving her back. The sudden brush of books on her back made her gasp, this making her breast arch against his chest.
"God, I love you." Synn whispered against his kiss.
"And I you." He groaned into her mouth. His hands began to search her and every touch was electric. The buttons fo her sheer white dress gone and she heard them tap along the floor. "Sorry." He spoke roughly but continuted to move his hand underneath the black lace of her bra.
"I...don't care...about the...fucking shirt." Synn threw her head back and spoke between her breaths. The same breaths that made Rhage feel as if he was going to come before he'd even gotten to his love's middle.
"Are you fond of these?" Rhage panted as he held onto the little lace of her panties. His eyes glowed into Synn's and she shook her head not leaving his stare. There was a rip of fabric and Synn felt the cool air hit her. As he unsleeved her legs she pulled his green Polo from his body. She had seen his body everyday but it seemed like he had new muscles in new places along his back. Then he lifted his body back upright for Synn only to lose her breath once again.
"What?" Rhage looked down at himself. "What is it?"
"You." Synn felt her body flush white hot. Her center was so wet she was again embarrassed. "You're-you've changed."
Pushing himself up against her trapped body she felt one thing that hadn't changed. "Not everything...has changed...leelan." Rhage bit down hard onto her ear and Synn felt her release tempting to crash. Pulling back she unbuttoned his jeans. As he worked kisses down her neck Synn used her feet, lifting them to his waist she tucked her toes into the belt loops and slowly forced them down pass his knees.
She felt him smile against her collarbone and then a growl escaped his throat when she brought her legs around his waist causing him to feel her heat.
"Fuck, leelan..." Rhage lost his breath when his tip touch her and he felt just how much she had missed him. Synn smiled as she eye half-closed eyes looked at him kiss down her body. He paid so much attention to each nipple. That Synn was using all of her strength to hold out.
"Are you wanting...something from...me leelan?" Rhage talked softly against her left nipple and with his free hand he slid it down in between her thighs. Synn didn't answer, she only smiled and kept contact with his eyes.
"Shit..." Synn let out as he pushed his finger inside of her core. "You...keep...doing that...and I not...going to be..any-"
Rhage did it again and that was it. He felt her close around his fingers and taking his thumb he massaged her clit. "I feel...you coming...for me love." Rhage gasped against her naval. As he moved faster Synn felt another releasing knocking and things falling beside her. She was too close to care and did not open her now closed eyes to find out.
"Once more, Synn." He was almost gone. Synn could hear it in his voice. "Just...one more. For me?" Rhage begged and then his tongue licked down to her cleft.
She never answered and his tongue replaced his hand. He took her legs and threw them over his shoulders. her hands found his soft hair and she held on for dear life. Rhage's hands caught her ass and held her there and his head bobbed in and out of her. She screamed his name and that made things even better. His mouth suckled her button and then with a combination of that with his tongue making one more hard entry into her she jack-knifed off the shelves almost pushing Rhage over on the floor.
"Do you want...to move?" He asked still lapping up her release into his mouth. Looking up for only a moment he saw her nod. Synn felt her feet hit the floor was not sure if she could stand. Luckily she wouldnt have to long. Rhage pulled her back, with his mouth still on her and his back it the floor. Her giggle sent a shock through him and he could do it any longer.
Forcing her body down he kissed her more. "I...have to...be inside of you. I'm..aching for you."
Synn heard him and found her place atop of him. Right above his lovely erection. "I've...missed you."
Running his hands up her thighs he nodded, "You won't...ever ahhhhhhh!"
Synn loved catching him like that. Off gaurd was so sweet to her. As she rode him he called her name. He took her breast into his hands and held her there. His began to buck off the floor and Synn realized she was really only on for the ride. He was moving so fast she felt his pending release and hers tapping at that little spot inside her core. The sounds their bodies made was louder than him or her.
"I'm...so here with...you love." Rhage rans his hands up her chest to her face and held it so she could look right into him. "Watch...me...come with you."
She nodded and with that his body sped up. The clapping of their bodies. The sounds of their bodies' wetness made the most amazing song for them to let go.
Synn ran he hands behind his neck and pulled him up. She held him to her neck and felt his bite. That made her final orgasm skyrocket her through the roof. Synn knew she had to show him that she was his and noone else's and that was the greatest way she could show him. As she held him he did the same and they both rocked the last of their orgasm away.
As his ear was pressed to her chest Rhage heard Synn's heart and noticed that it beat in time with his. That she did truly hold his heart inside of her. That she could never hold another male like she held him.
"I love you." He said hoarsly.
Synn kissed his blonde covered head and smiled, "And I you, nallum."
An hour later Synn and Rhage were on the leather couch covered in mulitple throws and tangled up in their own limbs. They had talked things through and then began to laugh at where all they had made love in the library. Where Synn thought they were in one spot there were broken shelves in three different places. That thing she felt were apparently books that were falling from their repsective places.
"Looks like we gave Josiah some work to do." Raheg laughed against the back of her ear. Doggen loved to fix things and he'd love this not matter how it happened.
"Yeah," Synn said in a breath and then she caught it. As Rhage laid behind her she felt his arousal twitching against her hip. "How about we go upstairs."
"I think that would be best." He chuckled and waited for her to move.
They got semi dressed and sprinted for their room.
Synn had laughed with her sister once again and now her hellren did not doubt her love for him.
Making up is oh so good.
After Synn and D finally felt like they wre making improvements in their relationship D went to check on the young and Synn went to do what Laz had asked of her. She went into the study.
The place was no longer musty and wreaked of dust. She and Rhee had went in and tried to put some order the the what ever kind of systerm Isk had generated. They figured it was called, "shit just put it here" system. By the end they had a list of what they thought his idea of order was.
The old copper studded leather couch had finally been cleaned from the books and old parchments and could now be used to sit on. There were even a few throws that after a good washing and a few alterations from Mirra, were actually used when the room caught a draft. The Perian rug had also been saved and was beautiful with the vibrant colors of golds, red, greens, and even a few blues. It was a great focal point in the room. The desk had been the greatest challenge. There was now a 27" iMac where the crumpled pages and tattered books had been. Everything that Rhee and Synn read and knew was important they hed it scanned and placed onto the hardrive and not to mention they both made duplicate copies just incase they had to make a quick getaway. V had installed a self destruct onto the computer so no one would get to the information.
Synn stood in the middle of the room and slowly twirled around looking up at the larger-than-life shelves. She thought as she tapped her bottom lip with her forefinger about where she had saw the book about mating. She even remember placing it on the shelf. But where was it? With a snap of her figer she remembered. Pulling the rolling ladder around she was almost right in front of the door. There were shelves that wrapped around the study and there was even space above the door. It was almost full but not quite and that was where Synn had placed the book. As she reached and clasped the red spined book into her lean fingers the door opened and before she could get out that she was up there she was falling. Luckily her bottom didn't meet the dark cherry surface, but the strong warm arms of her hellren, who was looking into her eyes and then a small smile came across his divine lips.
"Still head over heels for me?" His voice was low and smooth. Synn was so embarrassed but she answered...truthfully.
"Since the day I met you."
Slowly and it was slowly, he placed her barefeet onto the cool floor.
Synn pulled the stray hairs from her face and cleared her throat. "What brings you here?" She asked because she knew he was not fond of the room and tried his best to keep her and Sehrious from entering it.
Rhage winced and cracked a smile, "Well, D, D told me that you were here and that I should come and sit with you."
Synn smiled to herself, D was righ back where she had left off. Mending others. Making sure they were right. But Synn also knew how he felt and as she saw him looking around in such a confusing way she said, "You dont have to be here, love. I mean I know that you-"
Rhage's lips stopped her mid-sentence. Her eyes widened but moments later they closed on their on accord. The book dropped from her hand and she caught the sides of her lovers shirt. As their tongues delved in and out of each others mouth Synn felt as if she was floating. She opened her eyes only to see that Rhage was moving her back. The sudden brush of books on her back made her gasp, this making her breast arch against his chest.
"God, I love you." Synn whispered against his kiss.
"And I you." He groaned into her mouth. His hands began to search her and every touch was electric. The buttons fo her sheer white dress gone and she heard them tap along the floor. "Sorry." He spoke roughly but continuted to move his hand underneath the black lace of her bra.
"I...don't care...about the...fucking shirt." Synn threw her head back and spoke between her breaths. The same breaths that made Rhage feel as if he was going to come before he'd even gotten to his love's middle.
"Are you fond of these?" Rhage panted as he held onto the little lace of her panties. His eyes glowed into Synn's and she shook her head not leaving his stare. There was a rip of fabric and Synn felt the cool air hit her. As he unsleeved her legs she pulled his green Polo from his body. She had seen his body everyday but it seemed like he had new muscles in new places along his back. Then he lifted his body back upright for Synn only to lose her breath once again.
"What?" Rhage looked down at himself. "What is it?"
"You." Synn felt her body flush white hot. Her center was so wet she was again embarrassed. "You're-you've changed."
Pushing himself up against her trapped body she felt one thing that hadn't changed. "Not everything...has changed...leelan." Rhage bit down hard onto her ear and Synn felt her release tempting to crash. Pulling back she unbuttoned his jeans. As he worked kisses down her neck Synn used her feet, lifting them to his waist she tucked her toes into the belt loops and slowly forced them down pass his knees.
She felt him smile against her collarbone and then a growl escaped his throat when she brought her legs around his waist causing him to feel her heat.
"Fuck, leelan..." Rhage lost his breath when his tip touch her and he felt just how much she had missed him. Synn smiled as she eye half-closed eyes looked at him kiss down her body. He paid so much attention to each nipple. That Synn was using all of her strength to hold out.
"Are you wanting...something from...me leelan?" Rhage talked softly against her left nipple and with his free hand he slid it down in between her thighs. Synn didn't answer, she only smiled and kept contact with his eyes.
"Shit..." Synn let out as he pushed his finger inside of her core. "You...keep...doing that...and I not...going to be..any-"
Rhage did it again and that was it. He felt her close around his fingers and taking his thumb he massaged her clit. "I feel...you coming...for me love." Rhage gasped against her naval. As he moved faster Synn felt another releasing knocking and things falling beside her. She was too close to care and did not open her now closed eyes to find out.
"Once more, Synn." He was almost gone. Synn could hear it in his voice. "Just...one more. For me?" Rhage begged and then his tongue licked down to her cleft.
She never answered and his tongue replaced his hand. He took her legs and threw them over his shoulders. her hands found his soft hair and she held on for dear life. Rhage's hands caught her ass and held her there and his head bobbed in and out of her. She screamed his name and that made things even better. His mouth suckled her button and then with a combination of that with his tongue making one more hard entry into her she jack-knifed off the shelves almost pushing Rhage over on the floor.
"Do you want...to move?" He asked still lapping up her release into his mouth. Looking up for only a moment he saw her nod. Synn felt her feet hit the floor was not sure if she could stand. Luckily she wouldnt have to long. Rhage pulled her back, with his mouth still on her and his back it the floor. Her giggle sent a shock through him and he could do it any longer.
Forcing her body down he kissed her more. "I...have to...be inside of you. I'm..aching for you."
Synn heard him and found her place atop of him. Right above his lovely erection. "I've...missed you."
Running his hands up her thighs he nodded, "You won't...ever ahhhhhhh!"
Synn loved catching him like that. Off gaurd was so sweet to her. As she rode him he called her name. He took her breast into his hands and held her there. His began to buck off the floor and Synn realized she was really only on for the ride. He was moving so fast she felt his pending release and hers tapping at that little spot inside her core. The sounds their bodies made was louder than him or her.
"I'm...so here with...you love." Rhage rans his hands up her chest to her face and held it so she could look right into him. "Watch...me...come with you."
She nodded and with that his body sped up. The clapping of their bodies. The sounds of their bodies' wetness made the most amazing song for them to let go.
Synn ran he hands behind his neck and pulled him up. She held him to her neck and felt his bite. That made her final orgasm skyrocket her through the roof. Synn knew she had to show him that she was his and noone else's and that was the greatest way she could show him. As she held him he did the same and they both rocked the last of their orgasm away.
As his ear was pressed to her chest Rhage heard Synn's heart and noticed that it beat in time with his. That she did truly hold his heart inside of her. That she could never hold another male like she held him.
"I love you." He said hoarsly.
Synn kissed his blonde covered head and smiled, "And I you, nallum."
An hour later Synn and Rhage were on the leather couch covered in mulitple throws and tangled up in their own limbs. They had talked things through and then began to laugh at where all they had made love in the library. Where Synn thought they were in one spot there were broken shelves in three different places. That thing she felt were apparently books that were falling from their repsective places.
"Looks like we gave Josiah some work to do." Raheg laughed against the back of her ear. Doggen loved to fix things and he'd love this not matter how it happened.
"Yeah," Synn said in a breath and then she caught it. As Rhage laid behind her she felt his arousal twitching against her hip. "How about we go upstairs."
"I think that would be best." He chuckled and waited for her to move.
They got semi dressed and sprinted for their room.
Synn had laughed with her sister once again and now her hellren did not doubt her love for him.
Making up is oh so good.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 8
After the session with Syhren, Synn felt a bit more herself. She had finally revealed her power that she for so long had kept quiet. Only a few knew that she could duplicate herself. It was a weird gift but she had learned that it was also a great distraction for her enemy. Then after Tehriny finished scolding her for not telling her but telling her father all Synn could do was laugh at her. She was still more protective of her daughter even though she female no longer lived with her. Once her brothers teased her and Rhage laughed as he tossed them on their asses, Synn hugged them all goodbye and headed to her room.
“Synn.” Rhage hurried behind her.
“Yes, nallum.” Synn smiled as she continued to walk the stairs.
“I was wondering if you…” He sounded hesitant to finish which stopped Synn and caused her to turn and look up into his face. His eyes still did something to her that made it hard to not be turned on.
Shaking away the sudden arousal Synn nodded, “What is it Rhage?”
“Well, I was wondering—I mean I was thinking that maybe—“
“What is it love?” Synn began to think the worse as he stammered through his thoughts. “Is there something wrong with the house?”
Rhage chuckled softly shaking his head, “No, nothing like that. Well, I was wondering if you…if you would like to go out on a date with me?” He winced at his question and Synn could only glow at her hellren asking her out on a date. Not that she would ever say no to him but the fact that he was so nervous requesting something so simple from her. Of course she would go out on a date with her mate. Why would she not?
“I mean I know that you and I are always patrolling but we never go out anymore love.” He rushed his explanation. Synn took his face into her hands and pulled him down to her.
“I’d love to go out on a date with you.” She gave him a quick kiss pulling back to catch his reaction. His beautiful blue eyes were at their brightest and she caught the flash of white across them. Grinning Synn shook her head. “Not tonight Beastly.” A low growl came from Rhage’s chest and then a smile showing his sharp fangs.
“So, it’s a date?” Rhage’s smile got bigger and Synn could swear she saw his back teeth. “Okay then.” He became so excited that she thought for a moment she would have to take him out back and let Beastly run free a little. Rhage calmed but the joy he felt was running freely from him Synn felt it and it made her so happy to see his smile. A genuine smile. “So what would you like to do?” He asked shyly which amazed his mate.
“Surprise me.” Synn said seductively as she started again up the stairs. With her back to him she said, “I know you can think of something to keep my attention.”
Rhage heard Synn’s humor in her words. She was playing with him. She had been playful before but something was different. She spoke like she spoke to him after they were mated. She was sexy, that was a given, but the female he had fell in love with was somehow coming back to the forefront.
“So,” Vishous stood at the bottom of the stairs, “where are you taking her?” His lips began to curl into a smile as he crossed his arms over his powerful chest that was covered in a soft black cashmere sweater.
Rhage stepped down the stairs with a narrowed stare. “Something tells me brother that you already know where I’m taking her don’t you?” He stopped directly in front of V and waited. “Well?”
V huffed rubbing his face, “You already have an idea of where you want to take her right?”
Rhage nodded, ‘Well yeah but—“
“But what?” V interrupted. “You know what you want to do. Don’t look for me to give you all the answers.” Rhage noticed that his brothers sounded a bit on edge.
“What’s doing V?”
“Nothing it’s just I may not have all the answers every time. You have to trust your own instincts for the outcome you want.”
“I know. I just don’t want to disappoint—“
“You won’t.” Rhage heard a bit of laughter in V’s reply. “Trust me, you won’t dear brother. Far from it actually.” And with that V walked away.
“Hey Hollywood!” Butch called from the game room. “Get your ass in here and let me beat you on this pool table!”
Rhage looked up towards where Synn had disappeared and then looked back at the game room. He knew that Synn was in the shower. Tired probably.
“Bring your ass!” Phury yelled full of laughter. “Your shellan just finished kicking ass. Let her at least shower in peace.”
Rhage heard the other males laugh but it was true. She didn’t need him crowding her in the shower. He’d do that later in their bed. Shaking off the thought he turned and went into the game room.
Grabbing his pool stick Rhage marked the top with chalk. “Okay, Butch, I’ve owed you this since you cheated the last time.”
Butch laughed as he set up the balls atop of the green table. “Oh, I won that fair and square you can’t get mad that you don’t have the rhythm that God gave me.” He began to dance as he aligned the balls for Rhage to break.
“No!” Rhage continued to laugh along with the others. “You know that you cheated. The next dance move was the snake and you did the worm Butch! How the hell you confuse the two is totally beyond me.” Rhage aimed his stick and broke the triangle of balls sinking in four.
Zsadist chuckled as he ate his apple.
Phury laughed as he poured more Lag into his glass. “Yeah Butch, you did do the wrong dance move.”
“But you guys agreed that it was the shit.” Butch arched his eyebrow over at the brother. “And we know that I have the best moves out of all of you guys.”
“Yeah, because of all those dancing lessons right?” Zsadist cracked as he ate the last slice of his carefully peeled apple.
“Hey, those came in handy. Especially when you guys needed to know them for Rhage and Synn’s ceremony.” Butch leaned over and made his shot.
“Yeah, but there was no one doing the “funky chicken” afterwards but you!” V laughed as he entered with a large plate of wings. “Damn near had to pull you from the dance floor.” He placed the food on the table and took two of the pieces.
They all laughed.
“Oh, so it’s pick-on-Butch-day huh?” Butch nodded and sunk another ball. He then leaned over and took another shot missing the side pocket by inches.
“Come on Butch,” Rhage walked around the table and dropped two of his balls, “You know that was some funny shit. Your ass all over the floor strutin like Foghorn Leghorn. I say, I say , I say son.” Rhage and Phury held on to each other as they keeled over laughing.
"Man. Fuck. You. All.” Butch threw down his stick and went over picking up the plate of wings.
“Awww, what’s wrong?” Rhage mocked. “Is the little one mad?” He laughed more.
“That’s okay,” Butch said laughing with a mouthful of chicken. “You will need my services again.”
“Doubt it.” They all said together.
As the brothers laughed Synn stood at the top of the stairs listening to the laughter that came from the game room. She had wondered why he had not joined her in the shower and she now knew. He was with his brothers and she loved hearing him laugh again. He was being himself. He was laughing. Smiling. They were finally seeing the light at the end of that once dark and dismal tunnel. She even felt different, like a weight had been lifted. More laughter filled the air and she felt a sense of peace with that. Her hellren was happy for once and she would not take that from him. Laughing at Butch trying to justify his reason for knowing how to do the cabbage patch had Synn almost dying as she went back to the room. As she stuffed her body underneath the soft down comforter Synn let out a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Finally, some form of content was coming down on the entire compound. And that in itself was good.
“Synn.” Rhage hurried behind her.
“Yes, nallum.” Synn smiled as she continued to walk the stairs.
“I was wondering if you…” He sounded hesitant to finish which stopped Synn and caused her to turn and look up into his face. His eyes still did something to her that made it hard to not be turned on.
Shaking away the sudden arousal Synn nodded, “What is it Rhage?”
“Well, I was wondering—I mean I was thinking that maybe—“
“What is it love?” Synn began to think the worse as he stammered through his thoughts. “Is there something wrong with the house?”
Rhage chuckled softly shaking his head, “No, nothing like that. Well, I was wondering if you…if you would like to go out on a date with me?” He winced at his question and Synn could only glow at her hellren asking her out on a date. Not that she would ever say no to him but the fact that he was so nervous requesting something so simple from her. Of course she would go out on a date with her mate. Why would she not?
“I mean I know that you and I are always patrolling but we never go out anymore love.” He rushed his explanation. Synn took his face into her hands and pulled him down to her.
“I’d love to go out on a date with you.” She gave him a quick kiss pulling back to catch his reaction. His beautiful blue eyes were at their brightest and she caught the flash of white across them. Grinning Synn shook her head. “Not tonight Beastly.” A low growl came from Rhage’s chest and then a smile showing his sharp fangs.
“So, it’s a date?” Rhage’s smile got bigger and Synn could swear she saw his back teeth. “Okay then.” He became so excited that she thought for a moment she would have to take him out back and let Beastly run free a little. Rhage calmed but the joy he felt was running freely from him Synn felt it and it made her so happy to see his smile. A genuine smile. “So what would you like to do?” He asked shyly which amazed his mate.
“Surprise me.” Synn said seductively as she started again up the stairs. With her back to him she said, “I know you can think of something to keep my attention.”
Rhage heard Synn’s humor in her words. She was playing with him. She had been playful before but something was different. She spoke like she spoke to him after they were mated. She was sexy, that was a given, but the female he had fell in love with was somehow coming back to the forefront.
“So,” Vishous stood at the bottom of the stairs, “where are you taking her?” His lips began to curl into a smile as he crossed his arms over his powerful chest that was covered in a soft black cashmere sweater.
Rhage stepped down the stairs with a narrowed stare. “Something tells me brother that you already know where I’m taking her don’t you?” He stopped directly in front of V and waited. “Well?”
V huffed rubbing his face, “You already have an idea of where you want to take her right?”
Rhage nodded, ‘Well yeah but—“
“But what?” V interrupted. “You know what you want to do. Don’t look for me to give you all the answers.” Rhage noticed that his brothers sounded a bit on edge.
“What’s doing V?”
“Nothing it’s just I may not have all the answers every time. You have to trust your own instincts for the outcome you want.”
“I know. I just don’t want to disappoint—“
“You won’t.” Rhage heard a bit of laughter in V’s reply. “Trust me, you won’t dear brother. Far from it actually.” And with that V walked away.
“Hey Hollywood!” Butch called from the game room. “Get your ass in here and let me beat you on this pool table!”
Rhage looked up towards where Synn had disappeared and then looked back at the game room. He knew that Synn was in the shower. Tired probably.
“Bring your ass!” Phury yelled full of laughter. “Your shellan just finished kicking ass. Let her at least shower in peace.”
Rhage heard the other males laugh but it was true. She didn’t need him crowding her in the shower. He’d do that later in their bed. Shaking off the thought he turned and went into the game room.
Grabbing his pool stick Rhage marked the top with chalk. “Okay, Butch, I’ve owed you this since you cheated the last time.”
Butch laughed as he set up the balls atop of the green table. “Oh, I won that fair and square you can’t get mad that you don’t have the rhythm that God gave me.” He began to dance as he aligned the balls for Rhage to break.
“No!” Rhage continued to laugh along with the others. “You know that you cheated. The next dance move was the snake and you did the worm Butch! How the hell you confuse the two is totally beyond me.” Rhage aimed his stick and broke the triangle of balls sinking in four.
Zsadist chuckled as he ate his apple.
Phury laughed as he poured more Lag into his glass. “Yeah Butch, you did do the wrong dance move.”
“But you guys agreed that it was the shit.” Butch arched his eyebrow over at the brother. “And we know that I have the best moves out of all of you guys.”
“Yeah, because of all those dancing lessons right?” Zsadist cracked as he ate the last slice of his carefully peeled apple.
“Hey, those came in handy. Especially when you guys needed to know them for Rhage and Synn’s ceremony.” Butch leaned over and made his shot.
“Yeah, but there was no one doing the “funky chicken” afterwards but you!” V laughed as he entered with a large plate of wings. “Damn near had to pull you from the dance floor.” He placed the food on the table and took two of the pieces.
They all laughed.
“Oh, so it’s pick-on-Butch-day huh?” Butch nodded and sunk another ball. He then leaned over and took another shot missing the side pocket by inches.
“Come on Butch,” Rhage walked around the table and dropped two of his balls, “You know that was some funny shit. Your ass all over the floor strutin like Foghorn Leghorn. I say, I say , I say son.” Rhage and Phury held on to each other as they keeled over laughing.
"Man. Fuck. You. All.” Butch threw down his stick and went over picking up the plate of wings.
“Awww, what’s wrong?” Rhage mocked. “Is the little one mad?” He laughed more.
“That’s okay,” Butch said laughing with a mouthful of chicken. “You will need my services again.”
“Doubt it.” They all said together.
As the brothers laughed Synn stood at the top of the stairs listening to the laughter that came from the game room. She had wondered why he had not joined her in the shower and she now knew. He was with his brothers and she loved hearing him laugh again. He was being himself. He was laughing. Smiling. They were finally seeing the light at the end of that once dark and dismal tunnel. She even felt different, like a weight had been lifted. More laughter filled the air and she felt a sense of peace with that. Her hellren was happy for once and she would not take that from him. Laughing at Butch trying to justify his reason for knowing how to do the cabbage patch had Synn almost dying as she went back to the room. As she stuffed her body underneath the soft down comforter Synn let out a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Finally, some form of content was coming down on the entire compound. And that in itself was good.
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 7
**Seven Months Later**
Synnister knew that she needed to move on but it was just something about her losing her young that made her go back to those days every time. She had found another outlet for her pain and it was inflicting pain on those baby powder smelling lessers. That had seemed to have calmed both she and Rhage’s nerves a bit. Rhage left for a while and Synn never followed. She knew that he needed to work through it in his own way. He and his beast. When he had returned Synn had left the compound and went back to her parents’ home. He didn’t care for that at all, but after his shellan clearly pointed out how he left he had nothing to say. But after an almost tussle with her father Rhage growled his demand that he would stay in the room beside her. What Synn didn’t know was the constant pacing he did everyday as she slept. He deprived himself of rest till one day Tehriny went to his room and found him looking like a shell of a strange male. He was weak and had not eaten anything.
It amazed Rhage as to how much the female reminded him of his shellan. He admired Tehriny even more after that. She even slapped him a few times to gain his attention to the fact that she would not allow her young’s hellren to kill himself in her newly redesigned guest room. Rhage smiled because he knew it wasn’t mainly the room but the fact that she cared for him as if he were her blooded son. Then a few days later Synn came to him and after they both intimately explained their love for one another she decided that they needed to go back to the compound. But only for a while. Together they decided to design a home and started right away with construction. The home became a project that helped them push the pain of losing Anarchy away. And now the home was almost finished and Synn could not wait to move in and make it hers.
For now they were at the compound and while Rhage would sometimes go out with one of most of the brothers to patrol, she had an agreement with Zsadist that he would help her work off the pain that the house project could not. He would work her over five times a week at first but then as Z saw her coming back it was narrowed down to two.
The day that changed her was the day Wrath called her into his office and told him of a female, Syhren’s, idea of starting a Sisterhood, a union of females that had just as much heart if more than the Brotherhood. Something for them as females to take charge of and call the shots. It sounded like a good idea but she was not sure that there were even enough females to carry out such an idea. Then after she had finally met the female hours ago she saw that keeping that one in line would probably kill her before she ever set foot out on the street with her. The female was a loose cannon and Synn knew that there had to have been another reason she wanted to create such thing. No matter Syhren’s intentions Synn decided that she would try it and if she saw potential she would make it a part of her life just as Rhage done with the Brotherhood.
The bedroom of Synnister and Rhage at the compound became a sacred haven to them. It held nothing of the outside. It consisted of a large bed that Rhage insisted upon having made. Synn’s mahmen Tehriny’s doggen Eli made it. Solid oak with very intricate carvings along the posts told a story. Love and life. They even had a retreat which is where they always talked before they rested for the day. Synn had showered and waited for her hellren to come in from patrolling.
After he had came in kissed her lightly on both eyes, forehead, and lips he took a shower and took his place beside her on the chair.
Synn told him what was doing even though she knew he already knew the info.
“You’re sure you want to do this?” Rhage asked Synn as he took whole peeled kiwi from the bowl and held it out for her to bite. “I mean you don’t have to do this Synn. I love patrolling with you.”
"You mean you love being able to keep an eye on me.” Synn grinned after biting the tangy fruit and her wiggled her eyebrows.
Rhage felt that he had to protect her. He could not lose his shellan. He had lost his first-born. Found out later on that the female Caemen had perished by fire and that she was not even with young. He did not wish the Fade on anyone but he wished she were around so that he could find out why she would have put him through such an ordeal. Not him, Synn.
“I want you to be happy leelan. I mean I want you to find something that you want to do.” He picked through the fruit, found a lovely red strawberry and held it out for her. “I don’t want you to feel obligated to go out with me all the time.” Synn leaned in and bit into fruit allowing the red juices to run down her lip and chin. “I want you to…”
Rhage’s train of thought flew out of the window when the red ran down her face. It reminded him of how she looked when she fed from him. The crimson liquid rolled happily down her golden glowing face making her the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Those chocolate brown eyes gleaming into his soul and how she smelled of lavender and jasmine. It all made him hard instantly.
“Nallum?” Synn smiled lifting her hand to wipe away the remnants of the fruit but Rhage caught her hand and pulled her into him. She gasped as he ran his tongue from under her chin up to her mouth quickly nipping her supple bottom lip. “Rhage…” Synn tried to protest but it only made him more aroused. Synn felt his erection under ass because she now in his lap.
They had not made love since before the tragedy and every night they both went to bed hungry for the other. It helped Rhage in the field but once he returned he burned white hot for her. And the same went for Synn.
“Don’t talk nalla,” Rhage’s hot breath over her neck made her shudder. “I refuse to sleep another day in this room and not be inside you.” His grip on Synn’s thighs had them both gasping for air.
Synn gripped his bare shoulders, digging her nails into him as she slowly began to move back and forth against his cock, loving the tingle of the friction she created between them. “I need you.” She whispered after she bit down on his ear lobe and felt him arch his lower body up. “I…I…” Synn didn’t want him to be disappointed in her. She knew how to love him she just didn’t know if this would be enough.
“Shhhh,” Rhage placed his finger on her lips stopping her from whatever protest she would make up. “Don’t think about this. We are lovers. You are my mate and no matter what happens here that will never change.” Gently padding his hands up her arms, then to her face he made her look into his stunning blue eyes. “I love you Synnister.” He breathed heavily, “And nothing will ever change that. Nothing, do you hear me?”
A tear ran down Synn’s face as she nodded, agreeing with her lover. Before she could speak Rhage’s lips were on hers demanding her to submit to him. Holding her securely in his arms he stood and moved them to the bed. With all that he was Rhage fought himself to not rip her clothes from her and fuck her senseless. His hard-on was screaming for her center to hold him and milk his shaft. But Rhage knew he needed to see to his shellan’s needs first. He had to make her see that he would worship her forever.
After pulling the pajamas from her silky bronze legs Rhage caught his breath when he took in the scent of her arousal. Her middle glistened with what readied her for him. Rhage smiled and his fangs shot out of his mouth. “I know you don’t think that you’re beautiful right now.” Still with his sweats on, Rhage lowered himself on the bed and kissed his leelan from her toes up her leg and in her inner thigh. “But Synn, you’re the most beautiful thing on this earth.” He kissed a little closer to where he wanted to be and she purred.
He burned between her legs, but Synn knew she burned hotter. She was so ready for him that even the brush of his breath over her clit made her almost orgasm. ”Rhage…”, she tried to say clearly but the only thing heard was the “rrrr” because he had taken her into his mouth and nothing could have prepared her for it. His tongue delved in and out of her as she writhed from the sensation. His fingers then replaced his tongue and one touch of his tongue on her clit made her scream so loudly that his growl was drowned out. Throwing her head back into the plush pillow Synn closed her eyes saw stars. Her head swam with emotion, lust and love all at the same time. The feel of his mouth kissing her made very sad feeling drift away. She was his lover and he was reminding her of that in the embrace of his tongue to her creamy middle, every sweep of his hands over her hardened nipples. Even his low growling made her body dance, begging him for more. She needed him and he knew it. She needed him more than he wanted her and that was that.
“My God Synn…” Rhage’s voice was raspy and erotic as hell. “I have missed this.” Synn gasped when Rhage quickly replaced his tongue with his hand again, sending her over again. He was mesmerized at how she glowed after she came. “I love this look on you.” He spoke against her thigh. The blood pulsing through it made him hunger for her and what he knew she would offer. Instantly he turned away and breathed in deeply. He could not take from her. Not just yet. He had to finish this between them. He had to bring her back to where she once was. “Synn?” Rhage licked her release from his fingers and Synn moaned from what she saw.
“Yes…nallum.” She spoke as low as still wind placing her hand on his face. “What is it?” She gazed at him through low lid eyes.
Rhage smiled humbly and spoke in the Old Language. “I want you to know that I will never allow any harm come to you.”
Synn had to smile. He knew how much she loved it when he spoke to her in the language of their race. Not to mention as she was there lying underneath him he was still worried about her safety. Him protecting her would always be his top priority and nothing else mattered.
She replied back in the same lovely language. “I know love.” She whispered as she coaxed him up towards her. She had to kiss him. She had to feel his body against hers but first, “Lose the clothes.”
“Synn—“ Rhage sat up.
”Lose the clothes my hellren. and let your female relieve you. It has been far too long and I must make it up to you.”
Rhage never told her but he loved when she spoke more than she ever knew. The way the words rolled from her tongue and escaped her lips made him brace himself even then. His orgasm was peaking at his sanity and Synn speaking in Old language was only making it want out even more.
She smiled and began to speak even more as he stood up and untied his sweats. Synn knew what it did to him when she spoke. She could see his body arch and hear his heart beat. The pulse that ran from his neck made her antsy and she wiggled her naked body for him to get a move on with those bottoms. Just like that they were gone. As he moved back to the bed the muscles under his skin rolled and exuded power. Something that turned Synn on every time. His body should have been worshipped by everyone, but Synn growled at the thought of any other female touching him. She would go for the Scribe Virgin herself if she even as much as touched Rhage around her. Synn knew she had protection issues when it came to Rhage and she could live with that.
“Are you sure.” He asked her with all the calm he could muster but Synn chuckled at the attempt.
“As sure as the day I was mated to you.” She spoke softly. “And as sure as I am here with you now.” Synn guided her mate to her. Placing him right over her burning body. “Make love to me Rhage. I want to scream your name until I can’t breathe anymore.”
His head dropped to her chest as he tried to maintain his control, but Synn never made it easy for him in that area. The Beast in him was roaring to be inside of her too.
“Beastly?” She called smiling. “Would you like to come out and play with me?”
Rhage felt his cock jump as if to say “Me too right?” He smiled and nodded. “I hope you don’t have any plans for a few days.” His voice was hard and guttural. “Because ‘we’ are going to make love to you, then fuck you till you are begging us to stop.”
Synn caught the ‘us’, meaning Beastly wanted to play. Dragging her nails over his chest caused him to hiss and she smiled, “There will be no begging. I plan to give just as much as I get.”
Before either of them could think Rhage entered her with all that he was. He held her there. He had not felt her in so long that as soon as he entered her he released so hard that he thought he’d pass out.
“Are you okay leelan?” He stammered out against her neck as his first orgasm shot into her.
“Yes... don’t stop…” Synn had missed her lover.
Rhage started to move back and forth slowly. Every movement did something to the inside of her. She could feel her wet center encasing his length. The head tickled around walls her as her swollen nub was being teased every time he grazed her with his lower body. Synn threw her legs around his waist and scored his back. He started to move a little faster creating a searing friction inside of her that she was not sure she could hold.
“I feel how tight you are.” Rhage bit down on his bottom lip. “God, nalla…” He began to move faster.
Synn screamed his name as he started to lose his control. “That’s…what I… was waiting for.” She bit down on his shoulder not breaking the skin. “Don’t hold… back from me.” She whispered.
Rhage heard her voice switching from Old Language to English and lost all control. His thighs moved back and forth slapping her ass. He wanted to be further inside of her hot middle and it seemed every time he retracted and went back he did just that. He came as soon as she bit into his neck and began to suckle what she needed.
After hours of mating and feeding plus Synn surprising him with a few new positions Rhage came to truly realize that he would never tire of his mate and even though he was almost replete she still found it in her to make him come two more times.
“I don’t think that you’ll be able to go anywhere either.” Synn huffed after the sixth orgasm rocked over her as she rode him.
Rhage smiled, “Sweetheart I would not move right now if this room was on fire.” He gripped her right thigh and slapped the left one making Synn yelp from the sting. “Now, get to moving.” He smiled as she giggled and did as she was told.
Synn knew she’d be sore as hell but she didn’t give a shit. Her hellren was all she had. He was hers.
Synnister knew that she needed to move on but it was just something about her losing her young that made her go back to those days every time. She had found another outlet for her pain and it was inflicting pain on those baby powder smelling lessers. That had seemed to have calmed both she and Rhage’s nerves a bit. Rhage left for a while and Synn never followed. She knew that he needed to work through it in his own way. He and his beast. When he had returned Synn had left the compound and went back to her parents’ home. He didn’t care for that at all, but after his shellan clearly pointed out how he left he had nothing to say. But after an almost tussle with her father Rhage growled his demand that he would stay in the room beside her. What Synn didn’t know was the constant pacing he did everyday as she slept. He deprived himself of rest till one day Tehriny went to his room and found him looking like a shell of a strange male. He was weak and had not eaten anything.
It amazed Rhage as to how much the female reminded him of his shellan. He admired Tehriny even more after that. She even slapped him a few times to gain his attention to the fact that she would not allow her young’s hellren to kill himself in her newly redesigned guest room. Rhage smiled because he knew it wasn’t mainly the room but the fact that she cared for him as if he were her blooded son. Then a few days later Synn came to him and after they both intimately explained their love for one another she decided that they needed to go back to the compound. But only for a while. Together they decided to design a home and started right away with construction. The home became a project that helped them push the pain of losing Anarchy away. And now the home was almost finished and Synn could not wait to move in and make it hers.
For now they were at the compound and while Rhage would sometimes go out with one of most of the brothers to patrol, she had an agreement with Zsadist that he would help her work off the pain that the house project could not. He would work her over five times a week at first but then as Z saw her coming back it was narrowed down to two.
The day that changed her was the day Wrath called her into his office and told him of a female, Syhren’s, idea of starting a Sisterhood, a union of females that had just as much heart if more than the Brotherhood. Something for them as females to take charge of and call the shots. It sounded like a good idea but she was not sure that there were even enough females to carry out such an idea. Then after she had finally met the female hours ago she saw that keeping that one in line would probably kill her before she ever set foot out on the street with her. The female was a loose cannon and Synn knew that there had to have been another reason she wanted to create such thing. No matter Syhren’s intentions Synn decided that she would try it and if she saw potential she would make it a part of her life just as Rhage done with the Brotherhood.
The bedroom of Synnister and Rhage at the compound became a sacred haven to them. It held nothing of the outside. It consisted of a large bed that Rhage insisted upon having made. Synn’s mahmen Tehriny’s doggen Eli made it. Solid oak with very intricate carvings along the posts told a story. Love and life. They even had a retreat which is where they always talked before they rested for the day. Synn had showered and waited for her hellren to come in from patrolling.
After he had came in kissed her lightly on both eyes, forehead, and lips he took a shower and took his place beside her on the chair.
Synn told him what was doing even though she knew he already knew the info.
“You’re sure you want to do this?” Rhage asked Synn as he took whole peeled kiwi from the bowl and held it out for her to bite. “I mean you don’t have to do this Synn. I love patrolling with you.”
"You mean you love being able to keep an eye on me.” Synn grinned after biting the tangy fruit and her wiggled her eyebrows.
Rhage felt that he had to protect her. He could not lose his shellan. He had lost his first-born. Found out later on that the female Caemen had perished by fire and that she was not even with young. He did not wish the Fade on anyone but he wished she were around so that he could find out why she would have put him through such an ordeal. Not him, Synn.
“I want you to be happy leelan. I mean I want you to find something that you want to do.” He picked through the fruit, found a lovely red strawberry and held it out for her. “I don’t want you to feel obligated to go out with me all the time.” Synn leaned in and bit into fruit allowing the red juices to run down her lip and chin. “I want you to…”
Rhage’s train of thought flew out of the window when the red ran down her face. It reminded him of how she looked when she fed from him. The crimson liquid rolled happily down her golden glowing face making her the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Those chocolate brown eyes gleaming into his soul and how she smelled of lavender and jasmine. It all made him hard instantly.
“Nallum?” Synn smiled lifting her hand to wipe away the remnants of the fruit but Rhage caught her hand and pulled her into him. She gasped as he ran his tongue from under her chin up to her mouth quickly nipping her supple bottom lip. “Rhage…” Synn tried to protest but it only made him more aroused. Synn felt his erection under ass because she now in his lap.
They had not made love since before the tragedy and every night they both went to bed hungry for the other. It helped Rhage in the field but once he returned he burned white hot for her. And the same went for Synn.
“Don’t talk nalla,” Rhage’s hot breath over her neck made her shudder. “I refuse to sleep another day in this room and not be inside you.” His grip on Synn’s thighs had them both gasping for air.
Synn gripped his bare shoulders, digging her nails into him as she slowly began to move back and forth against his cock, loving the tingle of the friction she created between them. “I need you.” She whispered after she bit down on his ear lobe and felt him arch his lower body up. “I…I…” Synn didn’t want him to be disappointed in her. She knew how to love him she just didn’t know if this would be enough.
“Shhhh,” Rhage placed his finger on her lips stopping her from whatever protest she would make up. “Don’t think about this. We are lovers. You are my mate and no matter what happens here that will never change.” Gently padding his hands up her arms, then to her face he made her look into his stunning blue eyes. “I love you Synnister.” He breathed heavily, “And nothing will ever change that. Nothing, do you hear me?”
A tear ran down Synn’s face as she nodded, agreeing with her lover. Before she could speak Rhage’s lips were on hers demanding her to submit to him. Holding her securely in his arms he stood and moved them to the bed. With all that he was Rhage fought himself to not rip her clothes from her and fuck her senseless. His hard-on was screaming for her center to hold him and milk his shaft. But Rhage knew he needed to see to his shellan’s needs first. He had to make her see that he would worship her forever.
After pulling the pajamas from her silky bronze legs Rhage caught his breath when he took in the scent of her arousal. Her middle glistened with what readied her for him. Rhage smiled and his fangs shot out of his mouth. “I know you don’t think that you’re beautiful right now.” Still with his sweats on, Rhage lowered himself on the bed and kissed his leelan from her toes up her leg and in her inner thigh. “But Synn, you’re the most beautiful thing on this earth.” He kissed a little closer to where he wanted to be and she purred.
He burned between her legs, but Synn knew she burned hotter. She was so ready for him that even the brush of his breath over her clit made her almost orgasm. ”Rhage…”, she tried to say clearly but the only thing heard was the “rrrr” because he had taken her into his mouth and nothing could have prepared her for it. His tongue delved in and out of her as she writhed from the sensation. His fingers then replaced his tongue and one touch of his tongue on her clit made her scream so loudly that his growl was drowned out. Throwing her head back into the plush pillow Synn closed her eyes saw stars. Her head swam with emotion, lust and love all at the same time. The feel of his mouth kissing her made very sad feeling drift away. She was his lover and he was reminding her of that in the embrace of his tongue to her creamy middle, every sweep of his hands over her hardened nipples. Even his low growling made her body dance, begging him for more. She needed him and he knew it. She needed him more than he wanted her and that was that.
“My God Synn…” Rhage’s voice was raspy and erotic as hell. “I have missed this.” Synn gasped when Rhage quickly replaced his tongue with his hand again, sending her over again. He was mesmerized at how she glowed after she came. “I love this look on you.” He spoke against her thigh. The blood pulsing through it made him hunger for her and what he knew she would offer. Instantly he turned away and breathed in deeply. He could not take from her. Not just yet. He had to finish this between them. He had to bring her back to where she once was. “Synn?” Rhage licked her release from his fingers and Synn moaned from what she saw.
“Yes…nallum.” She spoke as low as still wind placing her hand on his face. “What is it?” She gazed at him through low lid eyes.
Rhage smiled humbly and spoke in the Old Language. “I want you to know that I will never allow any harm come to you.”
Synn had to smile. He knew how much she loved it when he spoke to her in the language of their race. Not to mention as she was there lying underneath him he was still worried about her safety. Him protecting her would always be his top priority and nothing else mattered.
She replied back in the same lovely language. “I know love.” She whispered as she coaxed him up towards her. She had to kiss him. She had to feel his body against hers but first, “Lose the clothes.”
“Synn—“ Rhage sat up.
”Lose the clothes my hellren. and let your female relieve you. It has been far too long and I must make it up to you.”
Rhage never told her but he loved when she spoke more than she ever knew. The way the words rolled from her tongue and escaped her lips made him brace himself even then. His orgasm was peaking at his sanity and Synn speaking in Old language was only making it want out even more.
She smiled and began to speak even more as he stood up and untied his sweats. Synn knew what it did to him when she spoke. She could see his body arch and hear his heart beat. The pulse that ran from his neck made her antsy and she wiggled her naked body for him to get a move on with those bottoms. Just like that they were gone. As he moved back to the bed the muscles under his skin rolled and exuded power. Something that turned Synn on every time. His body should have been worshipped by everyone, but Synn growled at the thought of any other female touching him. She would go for the Scribe Virgin herself if she even as much as touched Rhage around her. Synn knew she had protection issues when it came to Rhage and she could live with that.
“Are you sure.” He asked her with all the calm he could muster but Synn chuckled at the attempt.
“As sure as the day I was mated to you.” She spoke softly. “And as sure as I am here with you now.” Synn guided her mate to her. Placing him right over her burning body. “Make love to me Rhage. I want to scream your name until I can’t breathe anymore.”
His head dropped to her chest as he tried to maintain his control, but Synn never made it easy for him in that area. The Beast in him was roaring to be inside of her too.
“Beastly?” She called smiling. “Would you like to come out and play with me?”
Rhage felt his cock jump as if to say “Me too right?” He smiled and nodded. “I hope you don’t have any plans for a few days.” His voice was hard and guttural. “Because ‘we’ are going to make love to you, then fuck you till you are begging us to stop.”
Synn caught the ‘us’, meaning Beastly wanted to play. Dragging her nails over his chest caused him to hiss and she smiled, “There will be no begging. I plan to give just as much as I get.”
Before either of them could think Rhage entered her with all that he was. He held her there. He had not felt her in so long that as soon as he entered her he released so hard that he thought he’d pass out.
“Are you okay leelan?” He stammered out against her neck as his first orgasm shot into her.
“Yes... don’t stop…” Synn had missed her lover.
Rhage started to move back and forth slowly. Every movement did something to the inside of her. She could feel her wet center encasing his length. The head tickled around walls her as her swollen nub was being teased every time he grazed her with his lower body. Synn threw her legs around his waist and scored his back. He started to move a little faster creating a searing friction inside of her that she was not sure she could hold.
“I feel how tight you are.” Rhage bit down on his bottom lip. “God, nalla…” He began to move faster.
Synn screamed his name as he started to lose his control. “That’s…what I… was waiting for.” She bit down on his shoulder not breaking the skin. “Don’t hold… back from me.” She whispered.
Rhage heard her voice switching from Old Language to English and lost all control. His thighs moved back and forth slapping her ass. He wanted to be further inside of her hot middle and it seemed every time he retracted and went back he did just that. He came as soon as she bit into his neck and began to suckle what she needed.
After hours of mating and feeding plus Synn surprising him with a few new positions Rhage came to truly realize that he would never tire of his mate and even though he was almost replete she still found it in her to make him come two more times.
“I don’t think that you’ll be able to go anywhere either.” Synn huffed after the sixth orgasm rocked over her as she rode him.
Rhage smiled, “Sweetheart I would not move right now if this room was on fire.” He gripped her right thigh and slapped the left one making Synn yelp from the sting. “Now, get to moving.” He smiled as she giggled and did as she was told.
Synn knew she’d be sore as hell but she didn’t give a shit. Her hellren was all she had. He was hers.
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 6
Synn awakened to her hellren at her side. She smiled while fighting the haze from her bold brown eyes. When he finally came into vision the joy that she expressed was instantly cut. Rhage stared over at the empty cradle. Synn immediately sat up. Panic swept through her body sending the most powerful kick to her heart. Clutching the fabric that separated her chest and bare skin she breathed in hard releasing the painful air back out into the quiet room. Rhage only grabbed her free hand that was at her side and squeezed it. Synn returned the gesture and she motioned her lips to speak.
Nothing. Nothing came out. Synn felt an emptiness in her chest and no matter how much she held on it slipped right through her hands. The soft taupe colored room did nothing for the pain that was looming over her life. The air was thin and she felt like she was…dying.
Finally, she took a deep breath.
“Where is he?” Her voice was no higher than a whisper. She thought at one point her hellren didn’t even hear her that was till he too breathed. Rhage’s luscious blonde hair fell slightly in the way of his face and Synn realized that he did it intentionally to cover his eyes. But she had to see them, they were the only thing that could bring her back from where she knew her spirit was going to go. Tugging his hand she asked again. “Rhage, please, where is he? Where’s,” she sniffed, “where’s Anarchy?” Her eyes welled with tears.
Slowly and with all that he had Rhage turned to his shellan. Eyes dimmed and without any sight of brightening he looked into her tear filled eyes and took another breath. He knew that she knew but she needed verbal confirmation. Something he did not want to give. He wished that when the Havers had told him that he had been mistaken. He wasn’t he had Anarachy’s chart in his hands and as he read what happened Rhage felt his life force drift from his body, leaving just a shell of who he once was. Now, he was staring into his mate’s brown eyes wondering how bad it was going to get before it got better.
"He,” Rhage’s chest rose and fell quickly, “he is in the Fade—“
Synn’s scream rattled the entire room. Rhage caught the railing alongside the bed as he felt the floor beneath him tremble. The few paintings that adorned the walls swayed and one framed picture’s glass shattered. Right then he knew she was not done. Nope, not by a long shot. The chair that he had slept in jostled over the green linoleum floor towards the bathroom door. Even the small table in the corner had danced from the wall and was now in the middle of the room like a center piece on a grand table.
And even after Synn had broken his hand as she screamed that it was not so, he held on. He let her have her time. She had bonded with the young and after holding him, looking into his eyes and hearing him coo so did Rhage. His son, his blooded son had passed into the Fade and all he wanted was for his shellan to not be in pain over this.
The door swung open and there was Vishous, followed by Phury and surprisingly Wrath.
Synn’s scream had found them down the hall as they were coming to visit, and they beat feet to the room.
“What’s wrong?” Wrath’s voice was a thunderous boom but Rhage felt it was nothing like what his mate had just released out on the room. “Hollywood, what’s going on? What is wrong with Synnister?” His eyebrows dropped down over his wraparounds and his lips pursed as Rhage just stared at the King.
“The young…” V said softly as his stare latched onto Synn’s. “he’s in the Fade.”
“Did you see this Vishous?” Synn sounded almost like she was accusing V of her young’s death. “Did you know he would leave? DID YOU?” She shouted and the room trembled along with the Brothers.
Vishous took a step closer, “Synn, I…I never saw…my—my visions have not been right.” V sounded guilty. Like he blamed himself too for something he could not control. “I’ve been off…I’m sorry—“
“Just—just don’t, okay?” Synn waved her hand at the brother.
Rhage took Synn by the arms and turned her so she faced him, “Synn,” he spoke with nothing but sadness in his voice, but his strength encased his words, “you cannot blame V for something that was beyond his control. It’s not his fault that Anarchy’s…that his heart was not strong enough.”
Synn froze. All tears? Stopped. Her breath? Nonexistent. His heart was strong, Synn’s mind ran rampant. Her eyes tried to find something else to focus on. “His—his…his heart was fine!” She yelled. “He was a strong male! A true male of worth! He was not weak!” Synn fumbled with the covers as she tried to get out of the bed. “I have to…I have to see him.”
“You can’t.” Rhage moved back as Synn snatched her hands away and placed her feet on the cold sea-green floor. She looked up at him in shock.
"What do you mean I can’t? I am his mahmen! I want to see my—“
“They’ve already prepared his body.” Rhage’s tone was faded. It was as if he was standing on the other end of the world. He looked exhausted Synn noticed. His face was a bit pale and there was a little discoloration around his sea-blue eyes. He needs to feed, Synn thought to herself. She shook off the thought. Rhage would be okay right then. At least his heart was still beating beneath the muscle and tissue that made up his broad chest. The same chest that Anarchy had not long ago rested his seemingly healthy body on. Rhage stood there with his hands to his sides and his jaw grinding. He was getting mad. Synn felt it. At her.
“Perhaps, you guys could give me a few minutes with Synn?” Wrath spoke in a more humbled tone. Which was surprising because he was King, he didn’t nor did he ever speak in such an humbled tone. He stepped over and clapped Rhage on the shoulder. His black hair falling freely along his shoulder and then some down his back. It blended almost perfectly with his leathers. His face was expressionless till he tugged on his brother and inched him in the direction of Vishous and Phury. “Take Hollywood down the hall or something. And bring back something to eat for Synn.”
Rhage growled. He was hurt but still a mated male, telling him how to tend to his female was not something you did. Not even from the King.
“No disrespect brother.” Wrath placed his right hand over his heart. “It was just a suggestion.”
Rhage’s face smoothed out and he nodded. V took his brother by the shoulder and the three males exited the room.
Once the door was closed, the chair Synn had sent across the room quietly slid over and behind Wrath. With a breath he sat down and stared at a still standing Synn. “You may want to sit down.”
Synn didn’t want to sit down. She wanted to see her son’s body. She wanted to hold him once more. She stared at Wrath and then glanced over her shoulder at the door. She could try for the door, but even though the King’s sight was on the brink of being completely gone his senses were totally bad ass.
"You wouldn’t make it,” he chuckled from behind the jet-black wraparounds, “so just sit down and breathe with me.”
Synn remained standing staring at him fury running through her veins. She was sure if Rhage fed from her his Beast would automatically make an appearance.
“SIT DOWN SYNNISTER!” It was now a demand and then and only then did she sit on the bed. Wrath craned his head back and took in a lungful of air only to release it. “Breathe with me Synn.” He said.
Breathing? Was he serious? Breathing was the last thing Synn wanted to think about or even do. She wanted—
“You’re not leaving here till you breathe with me.” Wrath continued to breath in and out. His breath was steady and the count was the same every time.
Fine, she thought. This was the only way she was going to get out of the room. Closing her eyes and allowing her head to crane back ever so slightly she breathed in deeply then released. She felt a bit of her anger leave as the air rushed out of her body. She opened her eyes and looked over at Wrath who was still breathing.
“You’re still not ready.” Wrath never looked over at her. His head was still tilted back. “You are angry and sad and your pain is radiating all within these four walls. We were all becoming affected by it which is why I sent them out. Don’t want Hollywood’s Beast going apeshit over this place.” The right side of his mouth curled a bit but it vanished just as quick as it had appeared. “Now, breathe Synn.”
Synn assumed the same position, head back, eyes closed. And then she began to breathe. With every breath she became more calm. Her shoulders were less weighted. Her legs swayed just a little and then she saw him. A picture of Anarchy’s face came into view from the darkness of where she was. His eyes whirled brown-blue and his smile was so beautiful. Synn caught her breath but kept her eyes closed. If she opened them he would leave and just for a moment she needed to see him. She had to say good-bye in her own way. His small body then appeared and he was so perfect strong arms and legs his chest showing that he would have been built like his father. He was a true male of worth and that is the way she would remember him. Then she grinned when he wiggled his body and she caught glimpse of the red little dragon birthmark on his left thigh. He would have his father with him unto the Fade. Synn felt a cool line draw from the corners of her eyes. She was crying. There was no yelling, no screaming, no shouting. She was letting him go in the way she should. She was keeping him alive through her breath. After another once over she nodded and as if he understood she saw his face until he faded away.
When Synn lifted her head back up Wrath was staring at her. His shades were in his hand and his eyes were fixed on her. Synn had never seen the King’s eyes. They were a very light jade green and his pupils were almost non-existent. They were like tiny pin pricks in the midst of a sea of all that green. He smiled a smile of utter sincerity.
“Are you better now?” He asked.
Synn wiped the damp lines from her puffy cheeks and nodded. “I am.” She noticed that her voice was more raspy than before. Must have been all that yelling and screaming from earlier. “Thank…thank you.”
“No problem, my Brother is very much a part of you. When you hurt, so does he. And when he hurts…so do I.” With a swift move the black sunglasses were upon his face again. Wrath stood and extended his hand. “Now, are you ready to go?”
Synn shook her head. “I’ve seen him.” She smiled remembering his face. “He’s going to be okay. I’ll let Rhage handle the arrangements with his remains.” She looked around the room she’d almost destroyed. A few brief nods she smiled, “I am ready to leave here. I need to get back out and—“
“No fighting.” Rhage came in with a large Papa John’s pizza box and a large drink. “I’m sorry but no, no fighting, it’s too early Synn.” Shaking his head Rhage moved over and stood in front of her. Wrath got up and moved over to the table where Vishous and Phury were already digging into the pizza.
Synn huffed and placed her feet firmly on the floor looking right into her hellren’s eyes. “I’m going to fight—“
“Synn—“
“—and you’re going to fight right by my side.” Before he could react Synn lifted herself up and kissed him.
Rhage knew when Synn’s lips touched his he had lost the argument and hoped that his Brothers had not noticed how easily he caved. The snickers and mumbles from them told him that they did. He’d never live it down. Synn did something with her tongue and he forgot all about them.
Mid-growl Synn pulled back and smiled. “So it’s settled. We fight together, right?”
Rhage held Synn so close they could have been one. He smiled and flashed his fangs, “Okay leelan, we fight together, but for right now let’s take some time off and get you in the training room huh?” He tilted his head and waited for her answer.
She nodded and placed her head on his chest. The black sweat he had on was so soft Synn thought she would have fell asleep standing.
“Well, I surely don’t want my female to have me cave like that.” Vishous laughed out loud.
Rhage held Synn and looked over at his Brother, “Just wait Brother, when she enters your life it won’t even be yours anymore. She’ll own you. Your heart, your soul, every part that makes up your life force will be hers.” Rhage kissed the top of Synn’s head, breathing in the scent of lilacs and jasmine. “And you won’t ever want to take it from her.”
Nothing. Nothing came out. Synn felt an emptiness in her chest and no matter how much she held on it slipped right through her hands. The soft taupe colored room did nothing for the pain that was looming over her life. The air was thin and she felt like she was…dying.
Finally, she took a deep breath.
“Where is he?” Her voice was no higher than a whisper. She thought at one point her hellren didn’t even hear her that was till he too breathed. Rhage’s luscious blonde hair fell slightly in the way of his face and Synn realized that he did it intentionally to cover his eyes. But she had to see them, they were the only thing that could bring her back from where she knew her spirit was going to go. Tugging his hand she asked again. “Rhage, please, where is he? Where’s,” she sniffed, “where’s Anarchy?” Her eyes welled with tears.
Slowly and with all that he had Rhage turned to his shellan. Eyes dimmed and without any sight of brightening he looked into her tear filled eyes and took another breath. He knew that she knew but she needed verbal confirmation. Something he did not want to give. He wished that when the Havers had told him that he had been mistaken. He wasn’t he had Anarachy’s chart in his hands and as he read what happened Rhage felt his life force drift from his body, leaving just a shell of who he once was. Now, he was staring into his mate’s brown eyes wondering how bad it was going to get before it got better.
"He,” Rhage’s chest rose and fell quickly, “he is in the Fade—“
Synn’s scream rattled the entire room. Rhage caught the railing alongside the bed as he felt the floor beneath him tremble. The few paintings that adorned the walls swayed and one framed picture’s glass shattered. Right then he knew she was not done. Nope, not by a long shot. The chair that he had slept in jostled over the green linoleum floor towards the bathroom door. Even the small table in the corner had danced from the wall and was now in the middle of the room like a center piece on a grand table.
And even after Synn had broken his hand as she screamed that it was not so, he held on. He let her have her time. She had bonded with the young and after holding him, looking into his eyes and hearing him coo so did Rhage. His son, his blooded son had passed into the Fade and all he wanted was for his shellan to not be in pain over this.
The door swung open and there was Vishous, followed by Phury and surprisingly Wrath.
Synn’s scream had found them down the hall as they were coming to visit, and they beat feet to the room.
“What’s wrong?” Wrath’s voice was a thunderous boom but Rhage felt it was nothing like what his mate had just released out on the room. “Hollywood, what’s going on? What is wrong with Synnister?” His eyebrows dropped down over his wraparounds and his lips pursed as Rhage just stared at the King.
“The young…” V said softly as his stare latched onto Synn’s. “he’s in the Fade.”
“Did you see this Vishous?” Synn sounded almost like she was accusing V of her young’s death. “Did you know he would leave? DID YOU?” She shouted and the room trembled along with the Brothers.
Vishous took a step closer, “Synn, I…I never saw…my—my visions have not been right.” V sounded guilty. Like he blamed himself too for something he could not control. “I’ve been off…I’m sorry—“
“Just—just don’t, okay?” Synn waved her hand at the brother.
Rhage took Synn by the arms and turned her so she faced him, “Synn,” he spoke with nothing but sadness in his voice, but his strength encased his words, “you cannot blame V for something that was beyond his control. It’s not his fault that Anarchy’s…that his heart was not strong enough.”
Synn froze. All tears? Stopped. Her breath? Nonexistent. His heart was strong, Synn’s mind ran rampant. Her eyes tried to find something else to focus on. “His—his…his heart was fine!” She yelled. “He was a strong male! A true male of worth! He was not weak!” Synn fumbled with the covers as she tried to get out of the bed. “I have to…I have to see him.”
“You can’t.” Rhage moved back as Synn snatched her hands away and placed her feet on the cold sea-green floor. She looked up at him in shock.
"What do you mean I can’t? I am his mahmen! I want to see my—“
“They’ve already prepared his body.” Rhage’s tone was faded. It was as if he was standing on the other end of the world. He looked exhausted Synn noticed. His face was a bit pale and there was a little discoloration around his sea-blue eyes. He needs to feed, Synn thought to herself. She shook off the thought. Rhage would be okay right then. At least his heart was still beating beneath the muscle and tissue that made up his broad chest. The same chest that Anarchy had not long ago rested his seemingly healthy body on. Rhage stood there with his hands to his sides and his jaw grinding. He was getting mad. Synn felt it. At her.
“Perhaps, you guys could give me a few minutes with Synn?” Wrath spoke in a more humbled tone. Which was surprising because he was King, he didn’t nor did he ever speak in such an humbled tone. He stepped over and clapped Rhage on the shoulder. His black hair falling freely along his shoulder and then some down his back. It blended almost perfectly with his leathers. His face was expressionless till he tugged on his brother and inched him in the direction of Vishous and Phury. “Take Hollywood down the hall or something. And bring back something to eat for Synn.”
Rhage growled. He was hurt but still a mated male, telling him how to tend to his female was not something you did. Not even from the King.
“No disrespect brother.” Wrath placed his right hand over his heart. “It was just a suggestion.”
Rhage’s face smoothed out and he nodded. V took his brother by the shoulder and the three males exited the room.
Once the door was closed, the chair Synn had sent across the room quietly slid over and behind Wrath. With a breath he sat down and stared at a still standing Synn. “You may want to sit down.”
Synn didn’t want to sit down. She wanted to see her son’s body. She wanted to hold him once more. She stared at Wrath and then glanced over her shoulder at the door. She could try for the door, but even though the King’s sight was on the brink of being completely gone his senses were totally bad ass.
"You wouldn’t make it,” he chuckled from behind the jet-black wraparounds, “so just sit down and breathe with me.”
Synn remained standing staring at him fury running through her veins. She was sure if Rhage fed from her his Beast would automatically make an appearance.
“SIT DOWN SYNNISTER!” It was now a demand and then and only then did she sit on the bed. Wrath craned his head back and took in a lungful of air only to release it. “Breathe with me Synn.” He said.
Breathing? Was he serious? Breathing was the last thing Synn wanted to think about or even do. She wanted—
“You’re not leaving here till you breathe with me.” Wrath continued to breath in and out. His breath was steady and the count was the same every time.
Fine, she thought. This was the only way she was going to get out of the room. Closing her eyes and allowing her head to crane back ever so slightly she breathed in deeply then released. She felt a bit of her anger leave as the air rushed out of her body. She opened her eyes and looked over at Wrath who was still breathing.
“You’re still not ready.” Wrath never looked over at her. His head was still tilted back. “You are angry and sad and your pain is radiating all within these four walls. We were all becoming affected by it which is why I sent them out. Don’t want Hollywood’s Beast going apeshit over this place.” The right side of his mouth curled a bit but it vanished just as quick as it had appeared. “Now, breathe Synn.”
Synn assumed the same position, head back, eyes closed. And then she began to breathe. With every breath she became more calm. Her shoulders were less weighted. Her legs swayed just a little and then she saw him. A picture of Anarchy’s face came into view from the darkness of where she was. His eyes whirled brown-blue and his smile was so beautiful. Synn caught her breath but kept her eyes closed. If she opened them he would leave and just for a moment she needed to see him. She had to say good-bye in her own way. His small body then appeared and he was so perfect strong arms and legs his chest showing that he would have been built like his father. He was a true male of worth and that is the way she would remember him. Then she grinned when he wiggled his body and she caught glimpse of the red little dragon birthmark on his left thigh. He would have his father with him unto the Fade. Synn felt a cool line draw from the corners of her eyes. She was crying. There was no yelling, no screaming, no shouting. She was letting him go in the way she should. She was keeping him alive through her breath. After another once over she nodded and as if he understood she saw his face until he faded away.
When Synn lifted her head back up Wrath was staring at her. His shades were in his hand and his eyes were fixed on her. Synn had never seen the King’s eyes. They were a very light jade green and his pupils were almost non-existent. They were like tiny pin pricks in the midst of a sea of all that green. He smiled a smile of utter sincerity.
“Are you better now?” He asked.
Synn wiped the damp lines from her puffy cheeks and nodded. “I am.” She noticed that her voice was more raspy than before. Must have been all that yelling and screaming from earlier. “Thank…thank you.”
“No problem, my Brother is very much a part of you. When you hurt, so does he. And when he hurts…so do I.” With a swift move the black sunglasses were upon his face again. Wrath stood and extended his hand. “Now, are you ready to go?”
Synn shook her head. “I’ve seen him.” She smiled remembering his face. “He’s going to be okay. I’ll let Rhage handle the arrangements with his remains.” She looked around the room she’d almost destroyed. A few brief nods she smiled, “I am ready to leave here. I need to get back out and—“
“No fighting.” Rhage came in with a large Papa John’s pizza box and a large drink. “I’m sorry but no, no fighting, it’s too early Synn.” Shaking his head Rhage moved over and stood in front of her. Wrath got up and moved over to the table where Vishous and Phury were already digging into the pizza.
Synn huffed and placed her feet firmly on the floor looking right into her hellren’s eyes. “I’m going to fight—“
“Synn—“
“—and you’re going to fight right by my side.” Before he could react Synn lifted herself up and kissed him.
Rhage knew when Synn’s lips touched his he had lost the argument and hoped that his Brothers had not noticed how easily he caved. The snickers and mumbles from them told him that they did. He’d never live it down. Synn did something with her tongue and he forgot all about them.
Mid-growl Synn pulled back and smiled. “So it’s settled. We fight together, right?”
Rhage held Synn so close they could have been one. He smiled and flashed his fangs, “Okay leelan, we fight together, but for right now let’s take some time off and get you in the training room huh?” He tilted his head and waited for her answer.
She nodded and placed her head on his chest. The black sweat he had on was so soft Synn thought she would have fell asleep standing.
“Well, I surely don’t want my female to have me cave like that.” Vishous laughed out loud.
Rhage held Synn and looked over at his Brother, “Just wait Brother, when she enters your life it won’t even be yours anymore. She’ll own you. Your heart, your soul, every part that makes up your life force will be hers.” Rhage kissed the top of Synn’s head, breathing in the scent of lilacs and jasmine. “And you won’t ever want to take it from her.”
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 5
***Months Later***
Synn felt the pain crash over her womb. She didn’t need a doctor to tell her she was in labor. Her body was being twisted to accommodate the very large young. She knew the male was strong she had felt him kick. She and Rhage had already picked out a name. He would be called Anarchy. He would be a great warrior and male of worth.
“LEELAN?” Rhage yelled as he stalked down the hall in his shitkickers. “Leelan, you’re in…” Rhage’s legs gave way when Synn almost fell to the floor from the next contraction.
He hurried to her and caught her body. “We have to get you to Havers’s.” He breathed frantically.
Synn only nodded because the next contraction was slamming down atop the next one. If Rhage had not caught her she knew for sure she would have fell on her face. She had only been in labor for thirty minutes and she felt like she was going to die. She breathed through her nose and mouth like he mahmen had showed her. Rhage headed to the garage and picked the most reliable vehicle he had. The GTO revved to life with the press of the button on his keychain. And even though he was in a hurry he gently placed Synn into the passenger side of the car. Once she was secure he got in and took off out of the garage, down the drive and out of the gate.
Synn breathed through the pain and realized that Rhage’s hand was intertwined with his as she fought. She squeezed as the pressure became worse on her pelvis.
“Rhage!” She screamed. “Hurry please!”
The car suddenly bolted through the traffic. The cars were merely smudges against the glass.
When Rhage looked over at Synn he wanted to take the pain. He wanted to be rid of everything that was causing her harm. And even though she had broken his pinky and second finger he didn’t take his hand away. She could break them all and still he’d let her hold on. The sight of her face made him want to cry. Her once glowing bronze face was now flushed red and the line of tears ran down her face. Her other hand suddenly gripped the door of the car and he heard the twisting of metal. Rhage’s eyes widened when she saw just how strong his shellan was. Synn opened her eyes to the door and then slowly turned to him. She winced as if she was in trouble.
“I don’t give a fuck if you tear this car to pieces.” He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed. “Do you understand me?” He knew he had to reassure her that nothing she could do would anger him. The car meant nothing if she was not the passenger in it. After glancing at the traffic and seeing the turn to the clinic he looked back over at Synn. She had braced her body down and he knew another contraction was hitting her. He even felt part of each one was so eerie to him. Rhage swerved into the drive and before Synn could gain her bearings she was in her hellren’s arms and the lights above her flashed past her. She heard the calling of nurses and then she was on a bed.
After the nurses tried to strip Synn Rhage took over. No one was going to take the clothes from his shellan’s body but him. After he had placed the hospital Johnny around her and helped her back down on the bed, he held her folded clothes and turned to the closest nurse.
"I DON’T GIVE A FUCK HOW YOU DO THIS, BUT YOU’D BETTER NOT LET HER DIE!” Rhage’s voice reverberated in the room. And the female nodded with the most feared look on her young face. Synn knew she could not get through it alone and Rhage was what she needed, but if he were riled up he’d be no good to her either. She extended her hand and called out for him.
Rhage dropped to the floor and look her in the eyes as they prepared the room. “What is it leelan? Do you need something else? Another contraction? Do you need my…” He held up his right hand and then he switched giving her the left. He smiled to try and not let her see that his hand was a bit swollen.
Synn was panicky but once Rhage’s hand took hers it all faded to the back of her mind. The male did something to her. Something she could never explain.
“So,” Havers came in with his clipboard and dressed in dark blue scrubs, “how long have you been having contractions?”
Nurses followed behind him with a small clear cradle for after the young was birthed. There were hazmat containers and a lot of medical equipment that Synn had not noticed before. There was a large bright light above her.
“About…about an hour now?” Synn answered but looked to her mate for assurance.
Rhage nodded. “That sounds about right.”
Havers nodded and wrote something on the clipboard before handing it to another nurse.
A nurse placed her legs in the stirrups at the end of the bed and then she approached Synn and made sure her IV was in place. She looked up at Rhage and nodded. Rhage returned the gesture and then she came to him and took the neatly folded clothes from his grasp.
“I think you’d prefer to hold her hand right now.” She stared at him over the mask she had on that covered half of her face.
Rhage slowly let the clothes go and nodded. He reached and took her hand. Synn smiled and pulled him to her.
“We’ll be fine nallum.” Her voice was raspy. Rhage turned to the same nurse and noticed that she held out a small Styrofoam cup of ice chips.
“Here you go.” She placed the cup in his hand and hurried to Havers’s side.
Rhage placed a bi of the ice into Synn’s mouth and watched as it soothed her throat.
“Mmmmm, thank you love.” She said softly.
Suddenly she sprang forward with a yelp. The ice dusted the floor.
“You may want to hold her!” Havers yelled as he positioned himself at the end of the bed.
Rhage growled, “And you may want to do your job so I don’t feel the urge to kill you.”
“Not…now…Rhage!” Synn screamed. Strength came from somewhere because Synn couldn’t take I any longer. “Doc, you need…to do you fucking job! This young…is wanting out and I…greatly agree with him!” She sighed on the last word.
Havers looked at Synn. “Okay Synn I’m going to need you to push when I say okay? Not a moment sooner. Alright?”
Sweat glistened over Synn’s face and Rhage placed his arm behind her to keep her upright. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Come, nalla. I know I’m not helping you but I’m here anyway. I need you to be strong…for me?”
Synn’s eyes opened from the words and the fact that a contraction was barreling down on her fast. She grabbed her legs and pushed. Havers looked and noticed that Synn was moving way too fast ahead of him.
"Synnister!” He yelled but it was cut short when a growl deafened them. But it wasn’t Rhage this time.
Synn had had enough and wanted the young out. Her body was telling her to push so she pushed.
“Listen here “doctor” my son is coming now!” She said in breaths. “Now…you can stand there and be a a doctor…or you can move the fuck over and let someone else catch him when I’m done!”
Rhage couldn’t help but smile. Through all that pain she was still talking like a warrior. Like the female he had fell in love with.
Havers looked in shock and then nodded.
Synn took another breath and then warned them. She sat up and Rhage held her weight as she pushed again. Determined, Synn didn’t stop till she heard the sound of a young crying. She laughed breathlessly as she fell back into Rhage’s arms.
“A healthy male.” Havers announced, but Synn and Rhage had already known that. He handed the screaming young to the nurse who in turn handed him to Synn.
Synn, whose breath was steadier giggled as she held the heavy bundle. He was a healthy son and she had so many dreams for his future. Allowing eagerness to get the best of her she unwrapped the swaddled young and scanned his body. Synn checked the count of his toes, and fingers. She made sure to run her hand over his soft smooth skin and then caught glimpse of a red birthmark on his upper left thigh. She smiled and with a free hand she pulled Rhage down to her and the young.
“Look nallum.” She traced the mark. “What does that look like to you?”
Rhage did a double take of the small red dragon on his son’s upper thigh. “That’s so…” He couldn’t find the words because he was still shocked that he was a father. That he had a son, someone that held his blood within his veins, and someone that would look up to him. “He’s so…”
“Beautiful?” Synn nodded, “I agree.” She smiled as she ran her hand over his curly brown and blonde hair that was ravaged by curls. “That he is.”
After a few more minutes for admiring their young, Synn allowed the nurse to take him and clean him up. Then they weighed him and took all the necessary blood work.
She then handed him back but this time Synn directed her to give him to Rhage.
Rhage hesitated but then took the cooing young. He looked right into Rhage’s eyes. “Synn!” He turned to her, “He looked at me.”
“Name?” The nurse asked as she held the clipboard.
“Anarchy.” They both answered.
The nursed began to write, “Anarchy, Blooded Son of Rhage and Synnister.”
Synn felt the pain crash over her womb. She didn’t need a doctor to tell her she was in labor. Her body was being twisted to accommodate the very large young. She knew the male was strong she had felt him kick. She and Rhage had already picked out a name. He would be called Anarchy. He would be a great warrior and male of worth.
“LEELAN?” Rhage yelled as he stalked down the hall in his shitkickers. “Leelan, you’re in…” Rhage’s legs gave way when Synn almost fell to the floor from the next contraction.
He hurried to her and caught her body. “We have to get you to Havers’s.” He breathed frantically.
Synn only nodded because the next contraction was slamming down atop the next one. If Rhage had not caught her she knew for sure she would have fell on her face. She had only been in labor for thirty minutes and she felt like she was going to die. She breathed through her nose and mouth like he mahmen had showed her. Rhage headed to the garage and picked the most reliable vehicle he had. The GTO revved to life with the press of the button on his keychain. And even though he was in a hurry he gently placed Synn into the passenger side of the car. Once she was secure he got in and took off out of the garage, down the drive and out of the gate.
Synn breathed through the pain and realized that Rhage’s hand was intertwined with his as she fought. She squeezed as the pressure became worse on her pelvis.
“Rhage!” She screamed. “Hurry please!”
The car suddenly bolted through the traffic. The cars were merely smudges against the glass.
When Rhage looked over at Synn he wanted to take the pain. He wanted to be rid of everything that was causing her harm. And even though she had broken his pinky and second finger he didn’t take his hand away. She could break them all and still he’d let her hold on. The sight of her face made him want to cry. Her once glowing bronze face was now flushed red and the line of tears ran down her face. Her other hand suddenly gripped the door of the car and he heard the twisting of metal. Rhage’s eyes widened when she saw just how strong his shellan was. Synn opened her eyes to the door and then slowly turned to him. She winced as if she was in trouble.
“I don’t give a fuck if you tear this car to pieces.” He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed. “Do you understand me?” He knew he had to reassure her that nothing she could do would anger him. The car meant nothing if she was not the passenger in it. After glancing at the traffic and seeing the turn to the clinic he looked back over at Synn. She had braced her body down and he knew another contraction was hitting her. He even felt part of each one was so eerie to him. Rhage swerved into the drive and before Synn could gain her bearings she was in her hellren’s arms and the lights above her flashed past her. She heard the calling of nurses and then she was on a bed.
After the nurses tried to strip Synn Rhage took over. No one was going to take the clothes from his shellan’s body but him. After he had placed the hospital Johnny around her and helped her back down on the bed, he held her folded clothes and turned to the closest nurse.
"I DON’T GIVE A FUCK HOW YOU DO THIS, BUT YOU’D BETTER NOT LET HER DIE!” Rhage’s voice reverberated in the room. And the female nodded with the most feared look on her young face. Synn knew she could not get through it alone and Rhage was what she needed, but if he were riled up he’d be no good to her either. She extended her hand and called out for him.
Rhage dropped to the floor and look her in the eyes as they prepared the room. “What is it leelan? Do you need something else? Another contraction? Do you need my…” He held up his right hand and then he switched giving her the left. He smiled to try and not let her see that his hand was a bit swollen.
Synn was panicky but once Rhage’s hand took hers it all faded to the back of her mind. The male did something to her. Something she could never explain.
“So,” Havers came in with his clipboard and dressed in dark blue scrubs, “how long have you been having contractions?”
Nurses followed behind him with a small clear cradle for after the young was birthed. There were hazmat containers and a lot of medical equipment that Synn had not noticed before. There was a large bright light above her.
“About…about an hour now?” Synn answered but looked to her mate for assurance.
Rhage nodded. “That sounds about right.”
Havers nodded and wrote something on the clipboard before handing it to another nurse.
A nurse placed her legs in the stirrups at the end of the bed and then she approached Synn and made sure her IV was in place. She looked up at Rhage and nodded. Rhage returned the gesture and then she came to him and took the neatly folded clothes from his grasp.
“I think you’d prefer to hold her hand right now.” She stared at him over the mask she had on that covered half of her face.
Rhage slowly let the clothes go and nodded. He reached and took her hand. Synn smiled and pulled him to her.
“We’ll be fine nallum.” Her voice was raspy. Rhage turned to the same nurse and noticed that she held out a small Styrofoam cup of ice chips.
“Here you go.” She placed the cup in his hand and hurried to Havers’s side.
Rhage placed a bi of the ice into Synn’s mouth and watched as it soothed her throat.
“Mmmmm, thank you love.” She said softly.
Suddenly she sprang forward with a yelp. The ice dusted the floor.
“You may want to hold her!” Havers yelled as he positioned himself at the end of the bed.
Rhage growled, “And you may want to do your job so I don’t feel the urge to kill you.”
“Not…now…Rhage!” Synn screamed. Strength came from somewhere because Synn couldn’t take I any longer. “Doc, you need…to do you fucking job! This young…is wanting out and I…greatly agree with him!” She sighed on the last word.
Havers looked at Synn. “Okay Synn I’m going to need you to push when I say okay? Not a moment sooner. Alright?”
Sweat glistened over Synn’s face and Rhage placed his arm behind her to keep her upright. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Come, nalla. I know I’m not helping you but I’m here anyway. I need you to be strong…for me?”
Synn’s eyes opened from the words and the fact that a contraction was barreling down on her fast. She grabbed her legs and pushed. Havers looked and noticed that Synn was moving way too fast ahead of him.
"Synnister!” He yelled but it was cut short when a growl deafened them. But it wasn’t Rhage this time.
Synn had had enough and wanted the young out. Her body was telling her to push so she pushed.
“Listen here “doctor” my son is coming now!” She said in breaths. “Now…you can stand there and be a a doctor…or you can move the fuck over and let someone else catch him when I’m done!”
Rhage couldn’t help but smile. Through all that pain she was still talking like a warrior. Like the female he had fell in love with.
Havers looked in shock and then nodded.
Synn took another breath and then warned them. She sat up and Rhage held her weight as she pushed again. Determined, Synn didn’t stop till she heard the sound of a young crying. She laughed breathlessly as she fell back into Rhage’s arms.
“A healthy male.” Havers announced, but Synn and Rhage had already known that. He handed the screaming young to the nurse who in turn handed him to Synn.
Synn, whose breath was steadier giggled as she held the heavy bundle. He was a healthy son and she had so many dreams for his future. Allowing eagerness to get the best of her she unwrapped the swaddled young and scanned his body. Synn checked the count of his toes, and fingers. She made sure to run her hand over his soft smooth skin and then caught glimpse of a red birthmark on his upper left thigh. She smiled and with a free hand she pulled Rhage down to her and the young.
“Look nallum.” She traced the mark. “What does that look like to you?”
Rhage did a double take of the small red dragon on his son’s upper thigh. “That’s so…” He couldn’t find the words because he was still shocked that he was a father. That he had a son, someone that held his blood within his veins, and someone that would look up to him. “He’s so…”
“Beautiful?” Synn nodded, “I agree.” She smiled as she ran her hand over his curly brown and blonde hair that was ravaged by curls. “That he is.”
After a few more minutes for admiring their young, Synn allowed the nurse to take him and clean him up. Then they weighed him and took all the necessary blood work.
She then handed him back but this time Synn directed her to give him to Rhage.
Rhage hesitated but then took the cooing young. He looked right into Rhage’s eyes. “Synn!” He turned to her, “He looked at me.”
“Name?” The nurse asked as she held the clipboard.
“Anarchy.” They both answered.
The nursed began to write, “Anarchy, Blooded Son of Rhage and Synnister.”
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 4
For my Boy Kreg! Heyyyyyy Kreg! Thanks for reading!
***The End of Synn’s Needing***
Rhage thought for sure he was too spent to move. He could barely see the neon green light of the clock. Two days had passed and Synn was still aroused. Not to mention so was he. It was like his body knew what it was supposed to do for her and it was carrying out its job. Rhage was so tired that Synn had him underneath her. She rode him so good he came three times back to back and Synn released after each one. It was something about her that he could not put his finger on. Hell, he was so tired he could hardly lift his finger. Synn was so much in charge that he felt a bit intimidated. She moved on him like she had not been a newling at all. She knew how to squeeze him with her core and just when to let him go. She teased him to the edge so many times he knew that he’d have bit her but instead he clenched his teeth. He did bite his finger once and Synn began to suckle on that. His neck and wrists were raw and even that sweet spot on his inner thigh. Synn had taken him into her mouth and then bit him. Rhage bucked like stallion but she held on and grabbed him in her hands. As she moved up and down his cock Rhage calmed and threw his head back gasping for air he knew was there. His nalla would be the death of him. He could live with that.
“Oh…fuck…” Synn cried out and clenched down on Rhage’s erection as she came. Rhage swept his hands up her flat belly, and up to her breasts. Her nipples where like diamonds as he pinched them and she moved into his touch. Rolling his hands around to her he pulled her down to him and held her close as he arched his body upward and hit the spot that always made her come a second and third time.
“I love…when you come around me.” Rhage breathed and kissed her forehead. “You fit me…shit!” Rhage came again holding Synn’s ass hold as his seed shot into her. Synn bit into his neck and suckled while moaning softly.
Synn felt the ache of her needing recede and she relaxed against Rhage’s chest. He had given to her and given to her without any hesitation at all. He was such a strong male she knew that she’d never leave him. He was hers. Synn tucked her arms under his and they both breathed steadily.
“Is it over?” Rhage asked.
Synn nodded with a smile as she stared off across the room, “I think so. I’m not in any more pain.” She then wiggled on top of him and he stilled her.
“Just stay right there.” He asked softly. Rhage was too tired and he felt his lids fall on their own.
Synn did not move. It was his first request out of two days of her nearly draining him dry and she was more than happy to obliged him. She closed her eyes and drifted off.
****Four Months Later****
Rhage had received a call from Caemen. She sounded exhausted when Synn had answered and she asked for Rhage. After Rhage stared at Synn with a very worried stare she stepped to him and overheard Caemen crying. The young had died. It was a boy. Rhage insisted being there for the birth but somehow Caemen neglected to call him and tell him that she was in labor. He was furious that he did not get to see the young even if it was not breathing it was still a part of him. Rhage asked her if there was anything that she needed and she read off a few things. He hung up the phone and turned to Synn.
His eyes were focused and he took her in his arms gently. “I want you to stay home nalla. I don’t want you doing anything strenuous.” Synn felt his breath leave and she knew he wanted to cry. Hell, she wanted to cry, anyone with a heart would cry at the loss of a young. “Will you just please stay home and find something to do? Call Tehriny and have her come over and you and her find something else to purchase in those baby catalogs or something.” He motioned his head to the stacks of magazines Synn and her mahmen had found and purchased a good bit of stuff from. But Synn was more amped when she and Rhage went out at night to Babies ‘R’ Us and shopped. He was such a big kid when they passed the toys. He would always state what if it was a female or a male? He had plans for either. But right now he was mourning the death of his son. A son with no name.
Synn nodded against his chest, “I’ll stay home, I promise.” She felt her face flush from wanting to cry for the loss. “Just go and hurry back and we can shop. I enjoy that time with you.”
Rhage pulled back and stared at her in diebelief. “Really? I do also I just thought I drove you crazy.”
“You do but that’s what I love about it. It takes my mind off of…” The other young. “Everything else.” She finished.
“I understand.” Rhage kissed Synn in the top of her head and then placed his hands over her swollen belly. “Protect this one.”
“I will.” She smiled graciously.
“I was talking to the young.” Rhage smiled and kissed her stomach before walking away quickly down the hall.
Synn knew she had promised that she would stay home but she needed to go to the store. It was just up the road and she’d be back before he even knew she was gone. Just in case she took one of her daggers and placed it securely in the side of her boot.
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The store was not crowded and Synn went directly to what she was craving, apples and caramel. She had completely devoured it all at the house and she wanted it too much to not have it. After she walked around and a few humans commented her on her what they called “baby” glow she paid for her things and exited the building. Once she got to the car she had the feeling that she was being watched or even followed. When she turned to get into her car it happened. Synn felt the cold hit to her jaw and just as quick to the other side. Before she could reach in the leg of her boot she was on the ground and her vision faded to black.
“Synn? Nalla?” Rhage called out in gasps. He stood over her with a look of more than worry, but worry and anger. “Can you hear me?”
Synn nodded because she could but there was still ringing in her ears. When she went to lift her upper body up she noticed she was back home in bed.
“What happened?” She was confused. “I…I—“
“You went to the store after I asked you to stay home.” The anger was being forced to the forefront. “Luckily our bond is stronger than I thought.” Rhage walked around the large bed with his eyes lowered to the floor. Then he stopped and looked right into her eyes. “I felt it Synn. I felt each hit to your body.” He started back walking and looked back towards the floor. “The blows to your face and your torso.”
Synn’s hands instantly went to her belly. The young was still there. The roundness of her midsection said it loud and clear. But there was a tender spot just to her left side and Synn winced when she touched it. “I’m sorry love I just…” There was no way of explaining it, she had broken her promise and left the grounds and for what? Some apples and a tub of caramel.
Rhage went into the bathroom and shut the door. Synn heard the shower run and she knew he was going to be a minute. He needed to cool down. He had just heard that his young had died and then hours later his mate had left the house and been attacked. The brother needed more than a shower, he needed a vacation on that alone. Synn sat quietly and ignored the pain on both sides of her face. She had to stay up and talk to him.
”Are you sure you want this young Synnister?”
Synn knew that voice anywhere. She despised the birdlike ring to it.
“Are you insane? Why would I not?” Synn was shocked at the stupid questions that seem to flow from the Scribe Virgins mouth. They were always dumb in her book.
“They may be but nonetheless you should answer the question.”
“Yes!” Synn snapped as the black cloak hovered over and stood beside her bed. “I want my young!”
”Then may I make the suggestion of keeping your eyes on him.
All Synn heard was ‘him’. A son. She smiled. “It’s a male?” She brightened and felt her body warm from the news. Rhage would be so ecstatic when she told him.
“Have you discussed Allister? Have he and you talked about your first mate Synnister?” Synn heard the amusement in her voice and was far from sharing the humor.
“What? Why is Allister a part of this? He is in the Fade. Why should I bring up my past? It’s nothing good talking about the loss of Allister.”
She gave the cloaked female a horrid glare and wished she could look in her eyes. Suddenly the hood dropped and Synn looked her right in the eyes.
“Is this better? Does this help the fact that you still have things in your past that should be discussed?” The singing past of her voice was replaced by thunderclaps and rumble.
Synn maintained her stare. “Allister is not of his concern that was before him.”
"Allister?” Synn’s head turned to Rhage standing in the door of the bathroom with only a towel. She looked back to the Scribe Virgin only for her to be gone. “What about Allister?”
Synn shook her head. “Nothing, it’s nothing.”
“No! How do you know Allister Synn?” Rhage paced his approach to the bed and stood waiting on her to answer.
Synn did not want to talk about Allister, he was her past not her future. Her future was here with Rhage and her son. She smiled and placed her hand over her belly. “He was the male I was to be mated to years ago. Before I entered training.” She said it solemnly and then slowly brought her eyes to his. Rhage dropped the towel that he had used to dry his hair.
“What happened to him?” Rhage asked with more interest. “Where is he now Synn?”
“He’s in the Fade. He was murdered a year before I entered the trainee program.” Synn stopped talking when Rhage plopped his large body on the bed. His face was drained of all blood and Synn saw him thinking. “I didn’t want to tell you because I was trying to get over it myself.”
“No, Synn.” Rhage took her hand and kissed her palm. “It’s okay, maybe it’s good that you said something. I…I was the one that found Allister when he was being attacked.”
Synn jerked her hand back. He had been there? He was the one that they said had brought Allister into the clinic and made them work on him until Havers called it quits. Synn had heard that the warrior would always check by on Allister’s family. Rhage had been the one?
Rhage started to talk and Synn felt the tears run down her face. “I got there and they were…they were toying with him Synn,” Rhage’s voice broke. “They were taunting him and asking him if he wanted to die.” Rhage ghosted from the bed and stood at the footboard. His head was rushing with that night. Rhage held out his arms like he was holding a body. “I killed the lessers and once I got to him…he was asking for…” Rhage looked at Synn. “He was asking for you” he said in amazement. “I never realized it. he said, ‘Synn…take care…Synn…’ I did not get what he was talking about till now. I thought he was just rambling on. Talking through the trauma you know?”
Synn moved to get up and Rhage stopped her. He caught around to her before she pushed the covers back. “But I was only going to hold you. Can’t I at least do that?” Synn winced and lowered her eyes.
Rhage took Synn into his arms and held her close. “I never talked to anyone about this before in my life. Allister was the first loss I’d ever experienced. He was the first victim that I was unable to save.”
Synn began to tear up and she felt him tighten his hold on her. “You won’t let anything happen to us.” She said to assure him so he would not feel weak. Males such as him feel very vulnerable when they can’t control situations such as protecting their mates, or those around them. “I trust you to keep us safe nallum.”
Rhage breathed deep. He was not going to. He had to at least keep his shellan and unbirthed young safe.
***The End of Synn’s Needing***
Rhage thought for sure he was too spent to move. He could barely see the neon green light of the clock. Two days had passed and Synn was still aroused. Not to mention so was he. It was like his body knew what it was supposed to do for her and it was carrying out its job. Rhage was so tired that Synn had him underneath her. She rode him so good he came three times back to back and Synn released after each one. It was something about her that he could not put his finger on. Hell, he was so tired he could hardly lift his finger. Synn was so much in charge that he felt a bit intimidated. She moved on him like she had not been a newling at all. She knew how to squeeze him with her core and just when to let him go. She teased him to the edge so many times he knew that he’d have bit her but instead he clenched his teeth. He did bite his finger once and Synn began to suckle on that. His neck and wrists were raw and even that sweet spot on his inner thigh. Synn had taken him into her mouth and then bit him. Rhage bucked like stallion but she held on and grabbed him in her hands. As she moved up and down his cock Rhage calmed and threw his head back gasping for air he knew was there. His nalla would be the death of him. He could live with that.
“Oh…fuck…” Synn cried out and clenched down on Rhage’s erection as she came. Rhage swept his hands up her flat belly, and up to her breasts. Her nipples where like diamonds as he pinched them and she moved into his touch. Rolling his hands around to her he pulled her down to him and held her close as he arched his body upward and hit the spot that always made her come a second and third time.
“I love…when you come around me.” Rhage breathed and kissed her forehead. “You fit me…shit!” Rhage came again holding Synn’s ass hold as his seed shot into her. Synn bit into his neck and suckled while moaning softly.
Synn felt the ache of her needing recede and she relaxed against Rhage’s chest. He had given to her and given to her without any hesitation at all. He was such a strong male she knew that she’d never leave him. He was hers. Synn tucked her arms under his and they both breathed steadily.
“Is it over?” Rhage asked.
Synn nodded with a smile as she stared off across the room, “I think so. I’m not in any more pain.” She then wiggled on top of him and he stilled her.
“Just stay right there.” He asked softly. Rhage was too tired and he felt his lids fall on their own.
Synn did not move. It was his first request out of two days of her nearly draining him dry and she was more than happy to obliged him. She closed her eyes and drifted off.
****Four Months Later****
Rhage had received a call from Caemen. She sounded exhausted when Synn had answered and she asked for Rhage. After Rhage stared at Synn with a very worried stare she stepped to him and overheard Caemen crying. The young had died. It was a boy. Rhage insisted being there for the birth but somehow Caemen neglected to call him and tell him that she was in labor. He was furious that he did not get to see the young even if it was not breathing it was still a part of him. Rhage asked her if there was anything that she needed and she read off a few things. He hung up the phone and turned to Synn.
His eyes were focused and he took her in his arms gently. “I want you to stay home nalla. I don’t want you doing anything strenuous.” Synn felt his breath leave and she knew he wanted to cry. Hell, she wanted to cry, anyone with a heart would cry at the loss of a young. “Will you just please stay home and find something to do? Call Tehriny and have her come over and you and her find something else to purchase in those baby catalogs or something.” He motioned his head to the stacks of magazines Synn and her mahmen had found and purchased a good bit of stuff from. But Synn was more amped when she and Rhage went out at night to Babies ‘R’ Us and shopped. He was such a big kid when they passed the toys. He would always state what if it was a female or a male? He had plans for either. But right now he was mourning the death of his son. A son with no name.
Synn nodded against his chest, “I’ll stay home, I promise.” She felt her face flush from wanting to cry for the loss. “Just go and hurry back and we can shop. I enjoy that time with you.”
Rhage pulled back and stared at her in diebelief. “Really? I do also I just thought I drove you crazy.”
“You do but that’s what I love about it. It takes my mind off of…” The other young. “Everything else.” She finished.
“I understand.” Rhage kissed Synn in the top of her head and then placed his hands over her swollen belly. “Protect this one.”
“I will.” She smiled graciously.
“I was talking to the young.” Rhage smiled and kissed her stomach before walking away quickly down the hall.
Synn knew she had promised that she would stay home but she needed to go to the store. It was just up the road and she’d be back before he even knew she was gone. Just in case she took one of her daggers and placed it securely in the side of her boot.
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The store was not crowded and Synn went directly to what she was craving, apples and caramel. She had completely devoured it all at the house and she wanted it too much to not have it. After she walked around and a few humans commented her on her what they called “baby” glow she paid for her things and exited the building. Once she got to the car she had the feeling that she was being watched or even followed. When she turned to get into her car it happened. Synn felt the cold hit to her jaw and just as quick to the other side. Before she could reach in the leg of her boot she was on the ground and her vision faded to black.
“Synn? Nalla?” Rhage called out in gasps. He stood over her with a look of more than worry, but worry and anger. “Can you hear me?”
Synn nodded because she could but there was still ringing in her ears. When she went to lift her upper body up she noticed she was back home in bed.
“What happened?” She was confused. “I…I—“
“You went to the store after I asked you to stay home.” The anger was being forced to the forefront. “Luckily our bond is stronger than I thought.” Rhage walked around the large bed with his eyes lowered to the floor. Then he stopped and looked right into her eyes. “I felt it Synn. I felt each hit to your body.” He started back walking and looked back towards the floor. “The blows to your face and your torso.”
Synn’s hands instantly went to her belly. The young was still there. The roundness of her midsection said it loud and clear. But there was a tender spot just to her left side and Synn winced when she touched it. “I’m sorry love I just…” There was no way of explaining it, she had broken her promise and left the grounds and for what? Some apples and a tub of caramel.
Rhage went into the bathroom and shut the door. Synn heard the shower run and she knew he was going to be a minute. He needed to cool down. He had just heard that his young had died and then hours later his mate had left the house and been attacked. The brother needed more than a shower, he needed a vacation on that alone. Synn sat quietly and ignored the pain on both sides of her face. She had to stay up and talk to him.
”Are you sure you want this young Synnister?”
Synn knew that voice anywhere. She despised the birdlike ring to it.
“Are you insane? Why would I not?” Synn was shocked at the stupid questions that seem to flow from the Scribe Virgins mouth. They were always dumb in her book.
“They may be but nonetheless you should answer the question.”
“Yes!” Synn snapped as the black cloak hovered over and stood beside her bed. “I want my young!”
”Then may I make the suggestion of keeping your eyes on him.
All Synn heard was ‘him’. A son. She smiled. “It’s a male?” She brightened and felt her body warm from the news. Rhage would be so ecstatic when she told him.
“Have you discussed Allister? Have he and you talked about your first mate Synnister?” Synn heard the amusement in her voice and was far from sharing the humor.
“What? Why is Allister a part of this? He is in the Fade. Why should I bring up my past? It’s nothing good talking about the loss of Allister.”
She gave the cloaked female a horrid glare and wished she could look in her eyes. Suddenly the hood dropped and Synn looked her right in the eyes.
“Is this better? Does this help the fact that you still have things in your past that should be discussed?” The singing past of her voice was replaced by thunderclaps and rumble.
Synn maintained her stare. “Allister is not of his concern that was before him.”
"Allister?” Synn’s head turned to Rhage standing in the door of the bathroom with only a towel. She looked back to the Scribe Virgin only for her to be gone. “What about Allister?”
Synn shook her head. “Nothing, it’s nothing.”
“No! How do you know Allister Synn?” Rhage paced his approach to the bed and stood waiting on her to answer.
Synn did not want to talk about Allister, he was her past not her future. Her future was here with Rhage and her son. She smiled and placed her hand over her belly. “He was the male I was to be mated to years ago. Before I entered training.” She said it solemnly and then slowly brought her eyes to his. Rhage dropped the towel that he had used to dry his hair.
“What happened to him?” Rhage asked with more interest. “Where is he now Synn?”
“He’s in the Fade. He was murdered a year before I entered the trainee program.” Synn stopped talking when Rhage plopped his large body on the bed. His face was drained of all blood and Synn saw him thinking. “I didn’t want to tell you because I was trying to get over it myself.”
“No, Synn.” Rhage took her hand and kissed her palm. “It’s okay, maybe it’s good that you said something. I…I was the one that found Allister when he was being attacked.”
Synn jerked her hand back. He had been there? He was the one that they said had brought Allister into the clinic and made them work on him until Havers called it quits. Synn had heard that the warrior would always check by on Allister’s family. Rhage had been the one?
Rhage started to talk and Synn felt the tears run down her face. “I got there and they were…they were toying with him Synn,” Rhage’s voice broke. “They were taunting him and asking him if he wanted to die.” Rhage ghosted from the bed and stood at the footboard. His head was rushing with that night. Rhage held out his arms like he was holding a body. “I killed the lessers and once I got to him…he was asking for…” Rhage looked at Synn. “He was asking for you” he said in amazement. “I never realized it. he said, ‘Synn…take care…Synn…’ I did not get what he was talking about till now. I thought he was just rambling on. Talking through the trauma you know?”
Synn moved to get up and Rhage stopped her. He caught around to her before she pushed the covers back. “But I was only going to hold you. Can’t I at least do that?” Synn winced and lowered her eyes.
Rhage took Synn into his arms and held her close. “I never talked to anyone about this before in my life. Allister was the first loss I’d ever experienced. He was the first victim that I was unable to save.”
Synn began to tear up and she felt him tighten his hold on her. “You won’t let anything happen to us.” She said to assure him so he would not feel weak. Males such as him feel very vulnerable when they can’t control situations such as protecting their mates, or those around them. “I trust you to keep us safe nallum.”
Rhage breathed deep. He was not going to. He had to at least keep his shellan and unbirthed young safe.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 3
Another part of my story. ENJOY!
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Synn and Rhage stood at the door of her father’s home and she wanted badly for their meeting to go well. She was not feeling very well. It had been five years since she’d stood on these grounds. Everything was the same except some things that had changed due to the times. She took a deep breath and Rhage massaged her back. That had seemed to be a great relief since she had been under the weather. Actually just his touch in general was the only thing that could soothe her and she was afraid that something was severely wrong with her. She didn’t want to be defective for Rhage. Synn wanted to be perfect for him and even though he had somehow read how she was feeling and assured her that he was terrifyingly elated over he she still could not help but think that she was flawed. Rhage took a step back, moved behind her and placed her arm atop of his, lifting it to the doorbell.
“Nalla, just press the button.” He kissed her on both sides of her neck and she smiled. “Trust me, they’ll love to talk with you.”
Synn loved how he knew how to talk to her. He used a voice that made her think she was on cloud nine. It was low and a deep lulling tone. No other male could speak with such a sensual pitch. Not to her anyway. With strength from him Synn pressed the button and the beautiful chime of the bell rang out. Synn blew out the last bit of air she had and waited for the door to open. The lock clicked and the door slowly swung open.
“Miss Synnister.” Kimrah spoke softly and smiled. She had barely change. Her hair was still dark brown and twirled in a tight ball atop of her head. She was dressed in a very casual khaki button-down dress and she had on a pair of seemingly comfortable tan loafers. She glowed and held out her arms to embrace Synn. Synn reached out and hugged the doggen. “Oh, I’ve missed you so.” Kimrah spoke quietly into Synn’s ear.
“And I you Kimrah.” Synn pulled back and took Rhage’s hand. “Are they here?” She motioned her head towards the family room.
Kimrah nodded, and moved back out of the way so that they could enter. As she closed the door she added, “Are they aware of you visiting?”
Synn shook her head and winced, “Not really, but it’s…” she stared back at Rhage who gave her more confidence that anyone, “it’s very important Kimrah and I really need to speak with them.”
Kimrah bowed her head, “I will announce that you and your mate are here.” She looked up at Rhage and Synn saw the amazement in Kimrah’s eyes at Rhage’s features. He was very beautiful and she had gotten use to the human females gawking at him, but she’d give them all, human or vampire alike a dagger right in the heart if they ever tried to tempt him. That was her domain.
Synn nodded and removed her leather motorcycle jacket. “Thanks Kimrah.”
Kimrah nodded and hurried into the family room and Synn heard the murmurs. Dhemonic was still his same stubborn self. Kimrah came out shaking her head. Synn gave her faux smile and ghosted past her with Rhage tow.
“You will see me!” She shouted standing in the door of the room. “You will hear me and you will accept every word!” Dhemonic stood at the fireplace and snapped to attention when Synn gave her demand. Tehriny stood up and looked right at her daughter. “You will listen to everything I have to say and I then will leave this home and never in this lifetime or the next ever return.” She began to breathe a bit steadier. Rhage stood behind her in his stance that Synn liked to call his “no bullshit stance”. His arms were crossed over his chest and his daggers jutted from under his forearms. They gleamed against the red-orange fire across the room. Synn took his hand and pulled him to her side.
With all that was in her she said her piece. “I wanted you to know that Rhage and I are to be mated.”
Tehriny inched towards Synn but the low growl from Dhemonic paused her advance. Synn became even more furious and her skin burned even more. She knew she had to leave before she said or did something she would regret.
“I don’t expect you to say or do anything but I wanted you to know that I’m going to love him. I’m going to be his shellan because he loves me. He is my heart. We are connected in a way that you’ll never understand and I won’t jeopardize that because you’re afraid of a beast.”
Rhage had finally shown Synn what he was. And she was so fascinated that he could devour their enemy so thoroughly, but where her heart bled was when it was over and he could barely see or walk. She hated that part but she accepted it because it was part of him and so she loved it also.
Dhemonic gripped his glass harder and shook his head, “You cannot be mated unless you have been blessed by—“
“Me?” The birdlike voice rang out in the room and the hovering black clock appeared in the corner of the room. She floated just a few inches above the area rug towards Dhemonic. “You of all Dhemonic, Son of Dheath, should know about loving someone that was not within your reach.” The Scribe Virgin turned her hooded head to Tehriny. “And you, did I not explain to you one of your main purposes if you mated with this warrior?”
Tehriny nodded, holding her mouth.
“Purpose?” Dhemonic questioned Tehriny because he knew better than to question the entity beside him. “What is your purpose Tehr?”
Synn took a step up, “Yeah, mahmen, what was your purpose?”
Tehriny dropped her hand from her mouth and forced the words out along with a gulp of hesitation. “I was to birth a young that would too mate a warrior. A warrior with the most dangerous and yet unique of gifts. That this young would be a female of more than just worth but of strength.” Tehriny’s voice began break on her words and Dhemonic moved to touch her but she jerked away from just the warmth of his approaching touch. “Don’t touch me.” She cried. “You will never touch me unless you fix this and you fix it now!” Tehriny shot pass Synn and Rhage and when Synn moved to follow her the Scribe Virgin stopped her.
"Stay Synnister,” She floated over to Synn and stopped directly in front of her. Hands slipped out of the arms and pulled the hood back revealing a blonde haired female. She was exquisite. Her face was a smooth beautiful alabaster tone. Synn was almost envious. Her eyes looked into Synn and she smiled, “You are an exceptionally beautiful female.”
Rhage’s hand tightened around hers. She chuckled at the gesture. “You know I’d never harm her.” She looked around at Rhage.
Rhage nodded in agreement.
“Finally, the warrior has no words to reply with.”
Synn felt one of the reoccurring hot flashes hit her and she almost keeled over from the sharpness of it. She moaned and Rhage knelt down to her. “Nalla? Are you okay?” he quickly lifted her into his arms. “We must leave, she is not well.”
The Scribe Virgin laughed and Rhage felt his body go rigid. It was one to toy with him; he could accept that but with Synn? No, that was not going to work.
“It would work if I deemed it so.” She said firmly and then softened her look she stared back at Synn. “But you’re in for something a bit more, shall I say pleasurable.”
Synn was not sure but she could have sworn the female made a joke about mating. The female took her hand and she felt a sudden relief, but once she removed her hand it came back in the form of ache. She started to writhe in Rhage’s arms.
Dhemonic moved to his daughter and looked into Rhage’s eyes, “Take her upstairs to her room.”
“No.” The Scribe Virgin said sternly. “Take her to your place.”
Rhage felt an urge to take Synn right there in that room and he got what was going on. Standing with a semi-erection Rhage nodded and stalked out of the house, dematerializing them to their home. One of them anyway. He moved up the stairs so fast he was not sure if he’d closed the door behind him. Full want for Synn kicked into high gear and before he could get into the bedroom Synn was nipping at his neck. Rhage’s legs went weak and he just made it to their bed. He placed her down and she squirmed with a heat that remained on Rhage’s body.
Synn felt a want that was so strong it was painful. She ripped her shirt from her body and with it the bra. Her breasts were glistening with sweat and she felt her womb tremble deeply within her. “Rhage?” She panted and slightly opened her eyes to see him standing over her. “What’s going on? I…it hurts…” She twisted her legs and bit into her pillow.
Rhage wanted to cover her with his body but this was her first needing and his first time ever having to relieve a female. He was finally at the point of no return. “I…I’ll…” Rhage took his cell from his pocket and dialed Wrath. He knew he that his King had known what to do. So after a quick run through of what to do Rhage lowered the burn of the candles and stripped his clothes and weapons. He gently got onto the bed and moved between her legs.
The scent of her arousal made Rhage’s body scream to be inside of her. Synn pulled him towards her and he heard her growl. “Come…nallum.” She begged. “I need you…” She breathed even more heavily. Rhage moved up her body and slipped his hands between her thighs. He felt how slick her middle was and he thought for sure he had came.
“God…nalla…I have to. I have to.” Rhage moved in and out of her but it wasn’t helping her, if anything it was more torturing. Then he removed his fingers and as he looked at her in the eyes he placed them in his mouth and growled loudly. Synn moved to the vibration of his body on hers and the fact that his erection was right at her core. It had even touched the folds of her and she arched to try and get just a taste of him inside.
“Now!” Synn demanded and pulled him down to her. She kissed him so deeply Rhage had no choice but to thrust into her hard. Synn cried out and wrapped her legs around his body. His torso rocked back and forth like the pistons in his GTO. She wanted him just as fast and just as hard. As he forced his entire cock to the hilt and she still wanted more. Rhage broke the kiss and craned his head back. She was so tight around his shaft and he was not sure he could hold on for much longer. Synn’s core always did him that way but this was different. She fit tighter around him as if milking him to release. Rhage felt the tingle sweep through his body. His cock stiffened and the weights below tightened.
“Synn…nalla…” He breathed against her collar. “I can’t hold on any…fuck!” Rhage slammed into her and came so hard that he thought he’d pass out. His head was swirling. When Rhage moved that last time Synn came scoring his shoulders and bucking against him. Her fangs elongated and she struck his neck like a snake. As she pulled at his vein she came again and so did he. She felt his release shower her womb. It soothed the pain that was burning within her.
And what made Synn love him even more what when Rhage snaked his arms under her and without leaving her middle he turned over which resulted with her on top and him on the bottom. Using the pads of his fingers he ran them up and down her spine. Her body reacted with it arching into his touch like a cat. The fact that he was giving to her in every way made Rhage euphoric. He felt his fangs slip down but he did not bite her. It was not about him, this time was about Synn and her needs. He felt her slow pulls from his neck and her heart beat was steady. Rhage noticed that her beat was in tune with his. He’d never realized it. But it beat at the same rate and the same most remarkable pace. Finally, Synn let go and began to move while Rhage was still very much hard inside of her. She lifted herself up and looked down at him. Rhage smiled when he saw the blood, his blood, on her lips. Tracing up her arms up he took her by the back of the neck and pulled her lips down to his. Kissing her stirred her more and she motioned her body on his erection. She even felt her body grip more around him and not only did he gasp from the constriction but so did she. Rhage placed his hands on her hips and lifted her higher off of him. As he moved her up and down Synn’s nails dug into his chest and the more she dug the more he moved her down and he arched up. The force was so powerful that he thought for a moment that he’d hurt her because she yelped. He froze and Synn opened her eyes glaring back at him. She wanted him. She wanted him to go hard.
“I need you to not be so gentle, love.” She sighed and craned her head back.
“How…hard leelan?” He asked holding her down and grinding his cock further inside. “How much of me can you handle?”
Rhage stared up at a glowing and completely blissed out female. She gently took his hands and removed them. She got up and positioned herself beside him on her arms and knees. Her bottom was arched in the perfect position for her hellren. Rhage’s eyes widened and he had to look at her for at least a moment. She was a beautiful work of art that had a bronzed glow to her smooth skin.
Synn needed Rhage like she needed to breathe. Her body was burning for him to take her. To plunged deep into her and soothe every part of her want. She watched as his eyes flashed white and his smile curl and she knew her Beast was going to help with sating her. Rhage moved behind Synn. She was so hot he felt the heat radiating from her center and it pulled for him to enter.
“Synn?” Rhage took her by the shoulders and palmed his way down her back to the round curves of her ass. He heard her moan in acknowledgement. “You never answered me.” Rhage gripped her ass and squeezed till Synn hissed and craned her head back just a little.
“What?” She said breathlessly.
“How much of me can you take, nalla?” He pulled her hips closer. He was right at her entrance and ready for her.
“I—“
Rhage took her so fast she lost her breath and she screamed from the pressure. Rhage pounded Synn at a rapid pace and felt the sweat break out all over his body. God, how she contracted around his shaft as he withdrew and moved forward made him lose his mind along with his seed. Synn took his hands and pulled him down making him cup her breast and squeeze even harder. She wanted, no, needed to get through this.
“Come for me…leelan.” Rhage breathed and felt her close around him even tighter. He came hard again and so did she. Pulling her up, Rhage sat back on his heels keeping Synn on him as he released inside of her and he felt her creamy release coat his erection. Rhage scored his wrist and as he held her as she fed from him. As she took what she needed he lowered his forehead on the back of her neck.
Wrath said it would last at least two days that is if he did it right. He didn’t know if he was but every time she needed him he would be there to give it to her. He wasn’t tired yet but this was just the beginning.
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Synn and Rhage stood at the door of her father’s home and she wanted badly for their meeting to go well. She was not feeling very well. It had been five years since she’d stood on these grounds. Everything was the same except some things that had changed due to the times. She took a deep breath and Rhage massaged her back. That had seemed to be a great relief since she had been under the weather. Actually just his touch in general was the only thing that could soothe her and she was afraid that something was severely wrong with her. She didn’t want to be defective for Rhage. Synn wanted to be perfect for him and even though he had somehow read how she was feeling and assured her that he was terrifyingly elated over he she still could not help but think that she was flawed. Rhage took a step back, moved behind her and placed her arm atop of his, lifting it to the doorbell.
“Nalla, just press the button.” He kissed her on both sides of her neck and she smiled. “Trust me, they’ll love to talk with you.”
Synn loved how he knew how to talk to her. He used a voice that made her think she was on cloud nine. It was low and a deep lulling tone. No other male could speak with such a sensual pitch. Not to her anyway. With strength from him Synn pressed the button and the beautiful chime of the bell rang out. Synn blew out the last bit of air she had and waited for the door to open. The lock clicked and the door slowly swung open.
“Miss Synnister.” Kimrah spoke softly and smiled. She had barely change. Her hair was still dark brown and twirled in a tight ball atop of her head. She was dressed in a very casual khaki button-down dress and she had on a pair of seemingly comfortable tan loafers. She glowed and held out her arms to embrace Synn. Synn reached out and hugged the doggen. “Oh, I’ve missed you so.” Kimrah spoke quietly into Synn’s ear.
“And I you Kimrah.” Synn pulled back and took Rhage’s hand. “Are they here?” She motioned her head towards the family room.
Kimrah nodded, and moved back out of the way so that they could enter. As she closed the door she added, “Are they aware of you visiting?”
Synn shook her head and winced, “Not really, but it’s…” she stared back at Rhage who gave her more confidence that anyone, “it’s very important Kimrah and I really need to speak with them.”
Kimrah bowed her head, “I will announce that you and your mate are here.” She looked up at Rhage and Synn saw the amazement in Kimrah’s eyes at Rhage’s features. He was very beautiful and she had gotten use to the human females gawking at him, but she’d give them all, human or vampire alike a dagger right in the heart if they ever tried to tempt him. That was her domain.
Synn nodded and removed her leather motorcycle jacket. “Thanks Kimrah.”
Kimrah nodded and hurried into the family room and Synn heard the murmurs. Dhemonic was still his same stubborn self. Kimrah came out shaking her head. Synn gave her faux smile and ghosted past her with Rhage tow.
“You will see me!” She shouted standing in the door of the room. “You will hear me and you will accept every word!” Dhemonic stood at the fireplace and snapped to attention when Synn gave her demand. Tehriny stood up and looked right at her daughter. “You will listen to everything I have to say and I then will leave this home and never in this lifetime or the next ever return.” She began to breathe a bit steadier. Rhage stood behind her in his stance that Synn liked to call his “no bullshit stance”. His arms were crossed over his chest and his daggers jutted from under his forearms. They gleamed against the red-orange fire across the room. Synn took his hand and pulled him to her side.
With all that was in her she said her piece. “I wanted you to know that Rhage and I are to be mated.”
Tehriny inched towards Synn but the low growl from Dhemonic paused her advance. Synn became even more furious and her skin burned even more. She knew she had to leave before she said or did something she would regret.
“I don’t expect you to say or do anything but I wanted you to know that I’m going to love him. I’m going to be his shellan because he loves me. He is my heart. We are connected in a way that you’ll never understand and I won’t jeopardize that because you’re afraid of a beast.”
Rhage had finally shown Synn what he was. And she was so fascinated that he could devour their enemy so thoroughly, but where her heart bled was when it was over and he could barely see or walk. She hated that part but she accepted it because it was part of him and so she loved it also.
Dhemonic gripped his glass harder and shook his head, “You cannot be mated unless you have been blessed by—“
“Me?” The birdlike voice rang out in the room and the hovering black clock appeared in the corner of the room. She floated just a few inches above the area rug towards Dhemonic. “You of all Dhemonic, Son of Dheath, should know about loving someone that was not within your reach.” The Scribe Virgin turned her hooded head to Tehriny. “And you, did I not explain to you one of your main purposes if you mated with this warrior?”
Tehriny nodded, holding her mouth.
“Purpose?” Dhemonic questioned Tehriny because he knew better than to question the entity beside him. “What is your purpose Tehr?”
Synn took a step up, “Yeah, mahmen, what was your purpose?”
Tehriny dropped her hand from her mouth and forced the words out along with a gulp of hesitation. “I was to birth a young that would too mate a warrior. A warrior with the most dangerous and yet unique of gifts. That this young would be a female of more than just worth but of strength.” Tehriny’s voice began break on her words and Dhemonic moved to touch her but she jerked away from just the warmth of his approaching touch. “Don’t touch me.” She cried. “You will never touch me unless you fix this and you fix it now!” Tehriny shot pass Synn and Rhage and when Synn moved to follow her the Scribe Virgin stopped her.
"Stay Synnister,” She floated over to Synn and stopped directly in front of her. Hands slipped out of the arms and pulled the hood back revealing a blonde haired female. She was exquisite. Her face was a smooth beautiful alabaster tone. Synn was almost envious. Her eyes looked into Synn and she smiled, “You are an exceptionally beautiful female.”
Rhage’s hand tightened around hers. She chuckled at the gesture. “You know I’d never harm her.” She looked around at Rhage.
Rhage nodded in agreement.
“Finally, the warrior has no words to reply with.”
Synn felt one of the reoccurring hot flashes hit her and she almost keeled over from the sharpness of it. She moaned and Rhage knelt down to her. “Nalla? Are you okay?” he quickly lifted her into his arms. “We must leave, she is not well.”
The Scribe Virgin laughed and Rhage felt his body go rigid. It was one to toy with him; he could accept that but with Synn? No, that was not going to work.
“It would work if I deemed it so.” She said firmly and then softened her look she stared back at Synn. “But you’re in for something a bit more, shall I say pleasurable.”
Synn was not sure but she could have sworn the female made a joke about mating. The female took her hand and she felt a sudden relief, but once she removed her hand it came back in the form of ache. She started to writhe in Rhage’s arms.
Dhemonic moved to his daughter and looked into Rhage’s eyes, “Take her upstairs to her room.”
“No.” The Scribe Virgin said sternly. “Take her to your place.”
Rhage felt an urge to take Synn right there in that room and he got what was going on. Standing with a semi-erection Rhage nodded and stalked out of the house, dematerializing them to their home. One of them anyway. He moved up the stairs so fast he was not sure if he’d closed the door behind him. Full want for Synn kicked into high gear and before he could get into the bedroom Synn was nipping at his neck. Rhage’s legs went weak and he just made it to their bed. He placed her down and she squirmed with a heat that remained on Rhage’s body.
Synn felt a want that was so strong it was painful. She ripped her shirt from her body and with it the bra. Her breasts were glistening with sweat and she felt her womb tremble deeply within her. “Rhage?” She panted and slightly opened her eyes to see him standing over her. “What’s going on? I…it hurts…” She twisted her legs and bit into her pillow.
Rhage wanted to cover her with his body but this was her first needing and his first time ever having to relieve a female. He was finally at the point of no return. “I…I’ll…” Rhage took his cell from his pocket and dialed Wrath. He knew he that his King had known what to do. So after a quick run through of what to do Rhage lowered the burn of the candles and stripped his clothes and weapons. He gently got onto the bed and moved between her legs.
The scent of her arousal made Rhage’s body scream to be inside of her. Synn pulled him towards her and he heard her growl. “Come…nallum.” She begged. “I need you…” She breathed even more heavily. Rhage moved up her body and slipped his hands between her thighs. He felt how slick her middle was and he thought for sure he had came.
“God…nalla…I have to. I have to.” Rhage moved in and out of her but it wasn’t helping her, if anything it was more torturing. Then he removed his fingers and as he looked at her in the eyes he placed them in his mouth and growled loudly. Synn moved to the vibration of his body on hers and the fact that his erection was right at her core. It had even touched the folds of her and she arched to try and get just a taste of him inside.
“Now!” Synn demanded and pulled him down to her. She kissed him so deeply Rhage had no choice but to thrust into her hard. Synn cried out and wrapped her legs around his body. His torso rocked back and forth like the pistons in his GTO. She wanted him just as fast and just as hard. As he forced his entire cock to the hilt and she still wanted more. Rhage broke the kiss and craned his head back. She was so tight around his shaft and he was not sure he could hold on for much longer. Synn’s core always did him that way but this was different. She fit tighter around him as if milking him to release. Rhage felt the tingle sweep through his body. His cock stiffened and the weights below tightened.
“Synn…nalla…” He breathed against her collar. “I can’t hold on any…fuck!” Rhage slammed into her and came so hard that he thought he’d pass out. His head was swirling. When Rhage moved that last time Synn came scoring his shoulders and bucking against him. Her fangs elongated and she struck his neck like a snake. As she pulled at his vein she came again and so did he. She felt his release shower her womb. It soothed the pain that was burning within her.
And what made Synn love him even more what when Rhage snaked his arms under her and without leaving her middle he turned over which resulted with her on top and him on the bottom. Using the pads of his fingers he ran them up and down her spine. Her body reacted with it arching into his touch like a cat. The fact that he was giving to her in every way made Rhage euphoric. He felt his fangs slip down but he did not bite her. It was not about him, this time was about Synn and her needs. He felt her slow pulls from his neck and her heart beat was steady. Rhage noticed that her beat was in tune with his. He’d never realized it. But it beat at the same rate and the same most remarkable pace. Finally, Synn let go and began to move while Rhage was still very much hard inside of her. She lifted herself up and looked down at him. Rhage smiled when he saw the blood, his blood, on her lips. Tracing up her arms up he took her by the back of the neck and pulled her lips down to his. Kissing her stirred her more and she motioned her body on his erection. She even felt her body grip more around him and not only did he gasp from the constriction but so did she. Rhage placed his hands on her hips and lifted her higher off of him. As he moved her up and down Synn’s nails dug into his chest and the more she dug the more he moved her down and he arched up. The force was so powerful that he thought for a moment that he’d hurt her because she yelped. He froze and Synn opened her eyes glaring back at him. She wanted him. She wanted him to go hard.
“I need you to not be so gentle, love.” She sighed and craned her head back.
“How…hard leelan?” He asked holding her down and grinding his cock further inside. “How much of me can you handle?”
Rhage stared up at a glowing and completely blissed out female. She gently took his hands and removed them. She got up and positioned herself beside him on her arms and knees. Her bottom was arched in the perfect position for her hellren. Rhage’s eyes widened and he had to look at her for at least a moment. She was a beautiful work of art that had a bronzed glow to her smooth skin.
Synn needed Rhage like she needed to breathe. Her body was burning for him to take her. To plunged deep into her and soothe every part of her want. She watched as his eyes flashed white and his smile curl and she knew her Beast was going to help with sating her. Rhage moved behind Synn. She was so hot he felt the heat radiating from her center and it pulled for him to enter.
“Synn?” Rhage took her by the shoulders and palmed his way down her back to the round curves of her ass. He heard her moan in acknowledgement. “You never answered me.” Rhage gripped her ass and squeezed till Synn hissed and craned her head back just a little.
“What?” She said breathlessly.
“How much of me can you take, nalla?” He pulled her hips closer. He was right at her entrance and ready for her.
“I—“
Rhage took her so fast she lost her breath and she screamed from the pressure. Rhage pounded Synn at a rapid pace and felt the sweat break out all over his body. God, how she contracted around his shaft as he withdrew and moved forward made him lose his mind along with his seed. Synn took his hands and pulled him down making him cup her breast and squeeze even harder. She wanted, no, needed to get through this.
“Come for me…leelan.” Rhage breathed and felt her close around him even tighter. He came hard again and so did she. Pulling her up, Rhage sat back on his heels keeping Synn on him as he released inside of her and he felt her creamy release coat his erection. Rhage scored his wrist and as he held her as she fed from him. As she took what she needed he lowered his forehead on the back of her neck.
Wrath said it would last at least two days that is if he did it right. He didn’t know if he was but every time she needed him he would be there to give it to her. He wasn’t tired yet but this was just the beginning.
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt. 2
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After days of watching Synn and checking her place after she’d leave Rhage had never stepped inside. He felt like he was violating her space and that he didn’t want to do not with her know of course. He did his stalking from afar but not this time. This time he had to see the inside of her domain. Rhage tiptoed into Synn’s place and inhaled the heavy scent of her. She was so luscious he wanted her to have been there but she had already made it very clear that he was not part of her life. The tears she shed made his heart bleed. He wanted to be a good male for her. As he eyed her large living room he studied her wall of books and glass cased weapons. They were very old and Rhage figured Synn took very care of them. They shined and sparkled against the small bulb above them. He smiled and started on his walk. He saw all the paintings and infrared photos that had been taken and leaned in, shocked at the name below. She had taken them and that made them even more special. He felt his face hurting from smiling at her new place and how she had managed to make it hers. The kitchen was so clean. The stainless steel appliances and glass door fridge were so not what he’d expected from her. He figured she’d have had little deco art placed strategically on the island and counter. Rhage sniffed the air again. Mushroom Alfredo. Just that one time he watched her eat was etched into his brain as to how she looked eating anything. After checking the locks like he always did he made his way up the stairs and checked the two spare rooms. They were decorated just in case she had guest. He thought about how thoughtful she was when it came to others and how just about every one she had trusted had hurt her. When Rhage stepped to her bedroom door he heard water. The bathroom. Was she home? He panicked and only using his head he turned to see if anyone was at either end. Someone was in Synn’s home and in her bathroom. Without thinking Rhage stalked across the large suite catching a glance at the black and red duvet comforter over the California King size bed. He got to the door and when it swung open he met the business end of a nice shining blade.
Synn stood in a towel, dripping wet from her shower with her Katana pointed right on the tip of Rhage’s nose. Her breathing was paced and her eyes were set on him as a potential intruder. After a few seconds her face relaxed a little, but she didn’t drop the sword. Rhage stood in front of her dressed in his leathers and she knew he was strapped with his daggers and SIGs. She hated the heat just the thought of that brought down on her. His hair was pulled back from his face and his eyes were glowing blue, but they flashed white only for a moment. With his hands up in surrender he nodded.
“What. The fuck Rhage?” Synn maintained her grip on her weapon. “Why are you—better yet how in the hell did you get in here?!” She lowered her sword and shook her head rapidly, which caused droplets of water to flick all over the place. “Never mind that, get out!” She shouted releasing only her right hand from the sword she pointed in the direction of the door. “Just leave and please don’t come back.” Every word of that was not as hard as she had wanted it to be. She had meant for it to at least sting him a little. It didn’t. The fact that she was practically naked in front of him stirred so much inside her that she felt the heat push off like a force field. His eyes glowed bright blue and he gave her a smirk. She sniffed the room and it took her back to the fair. Funnel cakes and cinnamon, she thought. Synn rose the sword up a little and stared him in the eyes. “I said lea—“
Rhage’s kiss was so deep Synn felt it touch her core. She was felt her body ready for him and she wanted so much to let go. She did let go. Of the sword. It clunked to the floor and her hands gripped his biceps. She felt his muscles beneath the leather jacket and the waved under her hands almost as if the were begging for her touch. Synn new she had told him to never touch her but now, the thought of him never touching her again seem impossible. His arms snaked around her body and lifted her up. Synn wrapped her legs around him and moaned against his kiss. The male’s hand found the bare skin of Synn’s ass and his nails dug into her, causing the both of them to break their kiss and hiss at the white-hot touch.
“Synn…” He breathed so heavily she felt the warmth of it on her neck. Trailing his tongue up her neck to the lobe of her ear he whispered, “I have…to have you.”
Synn purred at the words and felt her middle leak even more. His bonding scent filled her nose and invaded every part of her. She wanted more that just his scent on her. She had to have him in her. She began to move against his abs, with the only thing standing in the way of their skin-to-skin touch was his t-shirt.
“I want you so much.” Synn sighed as her body moved on it’s own accord up and down his body.
Rhage smiled as he kissed her collar, knowing that she was pleasuring herself using his body to do it. As she motioned her soft firm thighs contracted and release his sides. He found power in them and knew he was in for a long ride. Literally.
“Synn, but—“
“Shut up,” Synn kissed him quickly, “No talking,” She moaned. “Just…just make love to me.” Synn opened her eyes and stared at him. He was so beautiful. There was no way he was what her father had claimed him to be. Just no way. It didn’t matter anyway she was in love with him and if he was a beast then she’d love that too. He was hers.
After days of watching Synn and checking her place after she’d leave Rhage had never stepped inside. He felt like he was violating her space and that he didn’t want to do not with her know of course. He did his stalking from afar but not this time. This time he had to see the inside of her domain. Rhage tiptoed into Synn’s place and inhaled the heavy scent of her. She was so luscious he wanted her to have been there but she had already made it very clear that he was not part of her life. The tears she shed made his heart bleed. He wanted to be a good male for her. As he eyed her large living room he studied her wall of books and glass cased weapons. They were very old and Rhage figured Synn took very care of them. They shined and sparkled against the small bulb above them. He smiled and started on his walk. He saw all the paintings and infrared photos that had been taken and leaned in, shocked at the name below. She had taken them and that made them even more special. He felt his face hurting from smiling at her new place and how she had managed to make it hers. The kitchen was so clean. The stainless steel appliances and glass door fridge were so not what he’d expected from her. He figured she’d have had little deco art placed strategically on the island and counter. Rhage sniffed the air again. Mushroom Alfredo. Just that one time he watched her eat was etched into his brain as to how she looked eating anything. After checking the locks like he always did he made his way up the stairs and checked the two spare rooms. They were decorated just in case she had guest. He thought about how thoughtful she was when it came to others and how just about every one she had trusted had hurt her. When Rhage stepped to her bedroom door he heard water. The bathroom. Was she home? He panicked and only using his head he turned to see if anyone was at either end. Someone was in Synn’s home and in her bathroom. Without thinking Rhage stalked across the large suite catching a glance at the black and red duvet comforter over the California King size bed. He got to the door and when it swung open he met the business end of a nice shining blade.
Synn stood in a towel, dripping wet from her shower with her Katana pointed right on the tip of Rhage’s nose. Her breathing was paced and her eyes were set on him as a potential intruder. After a few seconds her face relaxed a little, but she didn’t drop the sword. Rhage stood in front of her dressed in his leathers and she knew he was strapped with his daggers and SIGs. She hated the heat just the thought of that brought down on her. His hair was pulled back from his face and his eyes were glowing blue, but they flashed white only for a moment. With his hands up in surrender he nodded.
“What. The fuck Rhage?” Synn maintained her grip on her weapon. “Why are you—better yet how in the hell did you get in here?!” She lowered her sword and shook her head rapidly, which caused droplets of water to flick all over the place. “Never mind that, get out!” She shouted releasing only her right hand from the sword she pointed in the direction of the door. “Just leave and please don’t come back.” Every word of that was not as hard as she had wanted it to be. She had meant for it to at least sting him a little. It didn’t. The fact that she was practically naked in front of him stirred so much inside her that she felt the heat push off like a force field. His eyes glowed bright blue and he gave her a smirk. She sniffed the room and it took her back to the fair. Funnel cakes and cinnamon, she thought. Synn rose the sword up a little and stared him in the eyes. “I said lea—“
Rhage’s kiss was so deep Synn felt it touch her core. She was felt her body ready for him and she wanted so much to let go. She did let go. Of the sword. It clunked to the floor and her hands gripped his biceps. She felt his muscles beneath the leather jacket and the waved under her hands almost as if the were begging for her touch. Synn new she had told him to never touch her but now, the thought of him never touching her again seem impossible. His arms snaked around her body and lifted her up. Synn wrapped her legs around him and moaned against his kiss. The male’s hand found the bare skin of Synn’s ass and his nails dug into her, causing the both of them to break their kiss and hiss at the white-hot touch.
“Synn…” He breathed so heavily she felt the warmth of it on her neck. Trailing his tongue up her neck to the lobe of her ear he whispered, “I have…to have you.”
Synn purred at the words and felt her middle leak even more. His bonding scent filled her nose and invaded every part of her. She wanted more that just his scent on her. She had to have him in her. She began to move against his abs, with the only thing standing in the way of their skin-to-skin touch was his t-shirt.
“I want you so much.” Synn sighed as her body moved on it’s own accord up and down his body.
Rhage smiled as he kissed her collar, knowing that she was pleasuring herself using his body to do it. As she motioned her soft firm thighs contracted and release his sides. He found power in them and knew he was in for a long ride. Literally.
“Synn, but—“
“Shut up,” Synn kissed him quickly, “No talking,” She moaned. “Just…just make love to me.” Synn opened her eyes and stared at him. He was so beautiful. There was no way he was what her father had claimed him to be. Just no way. It didn’t matter anyway she was in love with him and if he was a beast then she’d love that too. He was hers.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
FanFic: Synnister and Rhage Pt.1
This is a fanfic of my favorite Blackdagger Brotherhood Warrior. Rhage is not my character so I do not claim him but Synnister is my very own. Enjoy an edited part of my story! Thanks in advance.
~Nikki
Synn and Mhace rode almost every ride in the park before they needed to drink something and Synn needed to use the restroom. When she entered the large lavatory she found it odd that she was the only one that needed to use it. She shrugged her shoulders and found a clean stall. She realized the one thing she did not care for at the fair. Restrooms. After she washed her hands she turned to the door and lost her breath. There he was standing with a smile as bright as the overhead lighting beaming down on them. The blonde tendrils of his hair fell in his ace but Synn saw his eyes so vivid and clear. The all black leather made Synn’s body go hot. She felt her stomach quiver and he legs shake. Catching her balance on the counter Synn steadied herself and took a deep breath.
“Why—why are you here?” Synn said firmly, “You shouldn’t be—“
Rhage closed the distance between them in three strides and stood over her with a hunger that Synn so desperately wanted him to satisfy. She smelled the sweet scent coming from him and it attacked her senses. Rhage took her chin and took her stare into him.
“I’m here because I needed to see you.” He breathed and Synn felt his chest against hers. Her nipples were so sensitive she could have sworn she moaned from the sensation. The male screamed sex and she wanted it so badly. From him. The fact that he had bedded so many females was not on Synn’s list to deny him. Not at this moment. He grinned and lowered his head to her neck. “But I think you needed to see me just as much.” His voice was rough and it made Synn curse the thin sheer fabric on her ass because she was sure that her core had completely ruined them.
“I—I” She breathed heavily, “I don’t…need you.” As the words were forced from her mouth she knew that she was lying. And so did he. Rhage threw his head back and he breathed in her scent. His lips parted and Synn knew then she wanted them on her. She wanted them everywhere on her body.
Placing his deep-sea gaze back on Synn knew the he knew that was a lie. He smiled showing his fangs, “Even I know you’re lying. Let me show you.” While his hand lowered from her waist down to the loop in her belt she noticed she was against the white stone wall.
“Rhage” Synn whispered.
“Shhhh, nalla.” He said softly as he nuzzled her neck. “Let me show you that you need me.” Every word dripped with sex and Synn was so ready for it. She would have chosen this place for her first time but with this male? She’d take it.
Rhage had to be inside her. He had to have her around his cock. Milking him, hold him to her as she came all around him. He needed to feel how hot she was. How much her core ached for him. The thought of her saying his name made his go almost insane. The growl he let out frightened him a little and he slowed down. She was breathing and he knew that from the honey scent she was giving out she wanted him even more. Oh, to taste her. To have her spilling into his mouth was something he HAD to have. He wanted that more than he wanted to sink his fangs into her neck and claim her.
MINE!” His head yelled. He nodded as he ran his fangs along her jugular.
“Rhage?” Synn said between breaths. “I…”
“What nalla?” He placed his ear to her mouth. “Tell me…what you need.”
Synn didn’t know how to tell him that she was a newling. She didn’t want him to think she was so innocent. “Will…you…” Her head spun as she tried to say the words.
“What?” Rhage’s hand slid into her jeans and his legs gave out slightly as she gasped from his touch. She was so wet he could swim between her thighs forever. Right then he wanted to be her only lover. He wanted to be the only man that ever saw her secrets. That felt how smooth her center was.
“Will you tell me what to do?” Synn breathed. “You know. What to do for you?”
Rhage pulled back, because he was not sure she was saying what he thought she was saying. “Are you…?”
“A newling?” She said with a quick series of nods. “Yes.”
Rhage stilled and felt his heart break. Here he was in a fucked up bathroom mauling this very beautiful female. A female of worth to be clear. God, he was such an ass. Why was he acting like this?
Rhage released his hold from her and ran his hands through his hair. “Fuck, Synn! I’m so sorry. I—“
Synn had scared him. No, not while she was feeling this way. She needed to be with him. She took him by the hand and pulled him back to her. “I want this Rhage. I want you to be the one.” Her voice was so low but Rhage heard her. It wasn’t of desperation but of her want. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. But not here. He looked around at the place. Not like this.
He felt the sting in her bite through his shirt and hissed from the sensation. The pleasure/pain made his erection jerk and he thought he’d come.
“Synn.” His voice was guttural, “Not like this. Not—“
She pulled his head down and took his mouth. Her tongue entered his mouth and the honey taste traveled from her. Rhage caught her tongue and sucked it till he heard a moan vibrate through her. His hands went back to her pants and he felt for that—
She arched her head back and gasped. Yep, that was what he was looking for. He gently massaged her and held her close.
“Oh…oh my…” Synn panted so hard Rhage felt her orgasm closing in on her. His was creeping on him too. “Rhage!” She shook her head.
“I got you nalla.” Rhage held her to his chest. “I want you to have this.” He held her cheek to cheek and maintained his steady motion against her, right above her clit. He moved a bit faster and slipped his finger right at the entrance of her creamy body. Synn’s hands gripped him harder and he felt so much adoration for her he kissed her again feeling the crash approach her.
Synn felt his hand slip into her and she undulated from the feel. What ever he was doing was driving her insane. She felt a tingle surge from her womb and it shot through her. She felt her body jerk and Rhage’s breath.
“That’s it nalla. Oh, that is so it.” He lowered his head and bit down in her neck and felt another orgasm hit her, but this time it hit him like a jolt to his body. He needed a bed. He had to pleasure her right. It was all about her. About his Synn. He put his hands on both sides of her head and steadied his breath. “I’m going to do this right. I want to see you laugh like you’ve been laughing with that other male.”
Synn saw his face go rigid when he mentioned her with Mhace. She realized what her father was saying. He had bonded with her? But why, she was no one special and from what she saw of the females that were mated with a few of the warriors were they had nothing in common with her. She lived a normal life. Granted she was the daughter of a warrior and a fallen Chosen but she was never felt like she should shout it to the rooftops.
She took his face in her hands and heat radiated through him like a conductor.
“When you take me out…you can do more than that.” She giggled lowly, “You’ve already done more than that.” She stared down at her unbuttoned pants and chuckled a bit louder.
“Oh,” he snapped to her jeans and quickly buttoned and zipped them up. “Sorry…that won’t—“
Synn pressed her hand to his mouth, “It’s okay.” She smiled and kissed his cheek. “I’m okay.” Then it dawned on her.
“Oh no, Mhace!” She adjusted her shirt and slipped under his arms to the door. “I can’t do that to him. He’s too good of a male for me to do him this way.”
"Then don’t hurt him.” Rhage said with so much conviction. “Don’t hurt him Synn.” He knew that the male she was with meant no harm towards her and maybe he was better. Rhage walked over and kissed the back of her neck. “I can wait. If you stay with him and become his mate I will not blame you nor will I try to persuade you, but right now. Right here Synn, I will fight for you. I want you with me. I can’t explain it. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt in my life. You do something to my heart. My head.” Rhage shook his head and stopped. Reaching over her shoulder he unlocked the door and opened it. “I’ll see you Saturday.” He kissed the top of her head and ushered her out of the room.
When Synn turned around he was gone. Just like that. So he could have not seen the tears running down her face. Hw didn’t see how much she felt for him. He did not see her smile when he said he’d fight for her. He had declared his want for her. No, more like a need to have her in his life. And Synn thought she must be crazy because…she wanted the same thing. With him.
~Nikki
Synn and Mhace rode almost every ride in the park before they needed to drink something and Synn needed to use the restroom. When she entered the large lavatory she found it odd that she was the only one that needed to use it. She shrugged her shoulders and found a clean stall. She realized the one thing she did not care for at the fair. Restrooms. After she washed her hands she turned to the door and lost her breath. There he was standing with a smile as bright as the overhead lighting beaming down on them. The blonde tendrils of his hair fell in his ace but Synn saw his eyes so vivid and clear. The all black leather made Synn’s body go hot. She felt her stomach quiver and he legs shake. Catching her balance on the counter Synn steadied herself and took a deep breath.
“Why—why are you here?” Synn said firmly, “You shouldn’t be—“
Rhage closed the distance between them in three strides and stood over her with a hunger that Synn so desperately wanted him to satisfy. She smelled the sweet scent coming from him and it attacked her senses. Rhage took her chin and took her stare into him.
“I’m here because I needed to see you.” He breathed and Synn felt his chest against hers. Her nipples were so sensitive she could have sworn she moaned from the sensation. The male screamed sex and she wanted it so badly. From him. The fact that he had bedded so many females was not on Synn’s list to deny him. Not at this moment. He grinned and lowered his head to her neck. “But I think you needed to see me just as much.” His voice was rough and it made Synn curse the thin sheer fabric on her ass because she was sure that her core had completely ruined them.
“I—I” She breathed heavily, “I don’t…need you.” As the words were forced from her mouth she knew that she was lying. And so did he. Rhage threw his head back and he breathed in her scent. His lips parted and Synn knew then she wanted them on her. She wanted them everywhere on her body.
Placing his deep-sea gaze back on Synn knew the he knew that was a lie. He smiled showing his fangs, “Even I know you’re lying. Let me show you.” While his hand lowered from her waist down to the loop in her belt she noticed she was against the white stone wall.
“Rhage” Synn whispered.
“Shhhh, nalla.” He said softly as he nuzzled her neck. “Let me show you that you need me.” Every word dripped with sex and Synn was so ready for it. She would have chosen this place for her first time but with this male? She’d take it.
Rhage had to be inside her. He had to have her around his cock. Milking him, hold him to her as she came all around him. He needed to feel how hot she was. How much her core ached for him. The thought of her saying his name made his go almost insane. The growl he let out frightened him a little and he slowed down. She was breathing and he knew that from the honey scent she was giving out she wanted him even more. Oh, to taste her. To have her spilling into his mouth was something he HAD to have. He wanted that more than he wanted to sink his fangs into her neck and claim her.
MINE!” His head yelled. He nodded as he ran his fangs along her jugular.
“Rhage?” Synn said between breaths. “I…”
“What nalla?” He placed his ear to her mouth. “Tell me…what you need.”
Synn didn’t know how to tell him that she was a newling. She didn’t want him to think she was so innocent. “Will…you…” Her head spun as she tried to say the words.
“What?” Rhage’s hand slid into her jeans and his legs gave out slightly as she gasped from his touch. She was so wet he could swim between her thighs forever. Right then he wanted to be her only lover. He wanted to be the only man that ever saw her secrets. That felt how smooth her center was.
“Will you tell me what to do?” Synn breathed. “You know. What to do for you?”
Rhage pulled back, because he was not sure she was saying what he thought she was saying. “Are you…?”
“A newling?” She said with a quick series of nods. “Yes.”
Rhage stilled and felt his heart break. Here he was in a fucked up bathroom mauling this very beautiful female. A female of worth to be clear. God, he was such an ass. Why was he acting like this?
Rhage released his hold from her and ran his hands through his hair. “Fuck, Synn! I’m so sorry. I—“
Synn had scared him. No, not while she was feeling this way. She needed to be with him. She took him by the hand and pulled him back to her. “I want this Rhage. I want you to be the one.” Her voice was so low but Rhage heard her. It wasn’t of desperation but of her want. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. But not here. He looked around at the place. Not like this.
He felt the sting in her bite through his shirt and hissed from the sensation. The pleasure/pain made his erection jerk and he thought he’d come.
“Synn.” His voice was guttural, “Not like this. Not—“
She pulled his head down and took his mouth. Her tongue entered his mouth and the honey taste traveled from her. Rhage caught her tongue and sucked it till he heard a moan vibrate through her. His hands went back to her pants and he felt for that—
She arched her head back and gasped. Yep, that was what he was looking for. He gently massaged her and held her close.
“Oh…oh my…” Synn panted so hard Rhage felt her orgasm closing in on her. His was creeping on him too. “Rhage!” She shook her head.
“I got you nalla.” Rhage held her to his chest. “I want you to have this.” He held her cheek to cheek and maintained his steady motion against her, right above her clit. He moved a bit faster and slipped his finger right at the entrance of her creamy body. Synn’s hands gripped him harder and he felt so much adoration for her he kissed her again feeling the crash approach her.
Synn felt his hand slip into her and she undulated from the feel. What ever he was doing was driving her insane. She felt a tingle surge from her womb and it shot through her. She felt her body jerk and Rhage’s breath.
“That’s it nalla. Oh, that is so it.” He lowered his head and bit down in her neck and felt another orgasm hit her, but this time it hit him like a jolt to his body. He needed a bed. He had to pleasure her right. It was all about her. About his Synn. He put his hands on both sides of her head and steadied his breath. “I’m going to do this right. I want to see you laugh like you’ve been laughing with that other male.”
Synn saw his face go rigid when he mentioned her with Mhace. She realized what her father was saying. He had bonded with her? But why, she was no one special and from what she saw of the females that were mated with a few of the warriors were they had nothing in common with her. She lived a normal life. Granted she was the daughter of a warrior and a fallen Chosen but she was never felt like she should shout it to the rooftops.
She took his face in her hands and heat radiated through him like a conductor.
“When you take me out…you can do more than that.” She giggled lowly, “You’ve already done more than that.” She stared down at her unbuttoned pants and chuckled a bit louder.
“Oh,” he snapped to her jeans and quickly buttoned and zipped them up. “Sorry…that won’t—“
Synn pressed her hand to his mouth, “It’s okay.” She smiled and kissed his cheek. “I’m okay.” Then it dawned on her.
“Oh no, Mhace!” She adjusted her shirt and slipped under his arms to the door. “I can’t do that to him. He’s too good of a male for me to do him this way.”
"Then don’t hurt him.” Rhage said with so much conviction. “Don’t hurt him Synn.” He knew that the male she was with meant no harm towards her and maybe he was better. Rhage walked over and kissed the back of her neck. “I can wait. If you stay with him and become his mate I will not blame you nor will I try to persuade you, but right now. Right here Synn, I will fight for you. I want you with me. I can’t explain it. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt in my life. You do something to my heart. My head.” Rhage shook his head and stopped. Reaching over her shoulder he unlocked the door and opened it. “I’ll see you Saturday.” He kissed the top of her head and ushered her out of the room.
When Synn turned around he was gone. Just like that. So he could have not seen the tears running down her face. Hw didn’t see how much she felt for him. He did not see her smile when he said he’d fight for her. He had declared his want for her. No, more like a need to have her in his life. And Synn thought she must be crazy because…she wanted the same thing. With him.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Part of My Story
Amalayah saw him at his door. Felt is anxiety and then hovered her gaze over him as he made his decision to knock on her door. Once she gathered herself from the little outer body trick she’d pulled she threw on her mint green terry robe, covering her black satin and lace sleeping romper and headed towards the door.
His scent wreaked her nose and had taken a place in her head right beside the smell of the ocean and her favorite drink from Starbucks. He was forever etched into her train of thought. She looked through the peephole, to feel more human, and then snapped the lock free opening the door to him.
The guy was a curse to her. Her feet clenched the bare black wood on the floor as she caught the look of his body. He had been working out again and he smelled of sweat and pure sex. His dark hair was scattered over his head and his hands were red at the knuckles. Bruised from his bout with one of his buddies. There was a little cut just under his jaw but nothing that stopped Amalayah from flushing red at his entire body standing in the jamb of her door.
“Dylan,” She choked out. “What can I do for you at this hour?”
He said nothing. For some reason Amalayah saw more than she’d seen earlier. She saw hesitation in him before but now? Now she saw a pursuer. A large well-equipped man eyeing just what he was wanting. And he was looking right at her. His eyes glued into hers. She felt what he wanted. It was like he was already touching her.
"I wanted to see you.” He said deeply followed by a groan. He stepped in without even being invited and Amalayah stepped back. She wasn’t afraid no. If anything she was…intrigued. He was a hunter and damn her if she didn’t want to be his prey.
“I don’t—think that…we…”
Dylan closed the door with his eyes still on her as if everything she was trying to get out was nothing at all. The aura around him was complete passion. Amalayah saw the euphoric colors around him and she was stuck once again.
“There you go with that thinking again.” He moved in on her placing his mouth right on her ear, “You need to leave that to your book.” One arm went around her waist and automatically her eyes closed. The gasp from the demanding pull caused Dylan’s body to react on impulse. His erection pushed against his jeans and even through the heavy robe Amalayah felt the damn thing. His body shuddered and she went wet. Her arm was on his shoulder holding on tightly to his damp shirt.
“Are you…here for…something…in particular?” She finally asked once she got over the feel of his arousal knocking at her stomach. She felt a mini-orgasm shoot though her. It was pure electric and she didn’t deny that she loved it.
Dylan smiled when he heard the want in her voice, but he went insane when he felt her body jerk. She had came just from the touch alone. The ‘touch’, he got what Gregory was talking about. It wasn’t just the actual touch of her skin but what you could do with just that touch. The roll of her body in just one of his arms was sensational, so he wondered what would happen if he used the other.
“I think you…already know why I’m, here.” He bit her ear and felt her take in a breath. “And you want…the same thing.” He lowered his hands and tore the robe from her body. The thin black satin did not hide her hard nipples. If anything it made Dylan jealous of something else. That damn romper! “Are you…wanting me Layah?” His hands found the tie in the backless sleeper and gently she felt it slip down her body onto the floor. He stepped back and stared at her body. Her smooth legs gleamed against the moon’s light behind her. Her torso was slim but not skinny. He hated women that were rail thin. He loved a woman that would not hesitate to eat a steak. And Amalayah was not skinny, her features were toned and nicely fitting for him. He loved it.
Amalayah wanted him so much she had no words. Just as he talked in his rough tone she thought she was to come again. She held it back. That was what he wanted. He was tempting her. Wanting to see just how long he could play with her. She looked down at the firm bulge underneath his jeans and smiled, “I see…someone is wanting me.”
His eyebrows lifted and his smile brightened, “Touché.” He extended his hand to her and when she took the offer he pulled her to him. Dylan trembled at her soft skin. And he knew he had to have her. “May I…taste you Layah?”
She melted even more. “Fuck that you could have a damn sampler if you wanted.” She thought to herself.
“I’ll take your leg around my hip as a yes.” He grinned taking great charge of things, Dylan lifted the other leg and held her there. Breathing heavily, “I’m happy to take…you here but I prefer…to have you comfortable for this.”
Amalayah pointed to down the hall. She’d never had a guy in her personal bedroom. Not even Landon had been there, but this was not Landon. This was Dylan and if she wanted to be comfortable she’d have him in her bed.
“First door.” She panted as he suckled on her neck and dug his trimmed nails into her ass. God, that was so hot to her. And he felt it when he slipped his hand between her thighs.
“Oh...what the…” She felt herself pool around his hand.
He chuckled against the hollow of her neck and breathed her in. “It’s only me baby. Just me.”
“What are you doing to me?” Amalayah felt like a shattered glass, she was everywhere in the room. It was like her body had exploded into a billion pieces and every piece had felt that shock.
“I’m making you want only me.”
The fuck if he wasn’t right. This guy was hitting a spot she never knew was there. He forced his hand up further and she felt a gush from her. She wiggled until he placed her on her large bed that faced the ocean. Just what she felt like between her legs.
Dylan backed away and pulled his shirt up over his head. The guy had abs like a pro wrestler, but he was athletic built. He wasn’t over stuffed with muscles but he had them. Arms corded and muscles rolling underneath like a ripple effect. He moved his hands down to jeans and she braced herself for the reveal.
“Where the hell was that going?” Amalayah thought to herself. His erection was…shit it was huge and she was wondering if she could have made dash for the door. Nope, he made his way on the bed and kissed her right on the lips. She felt the massive thing all but blaring to get into her. His thighs were strong as steel and she knew those coupled with that she was in for a ride.
“I still,” he grabbed one of her breast, nipping the other, “want to taste you.” His chest heaved. His hand ran down her thigh and he raised it up. He hissed when he moved down and gave her a look, “Shit,” he let out softly, “I’m gonna enjoy this so much.”
Before she could say something smart Dylan’s tongue was drilling her. Her body arched up at the hit of his tongue inside her. The flick of the tip of his tongue on her clit made her grip the duvet. She felt his hand take one of hers and his fingers interlace hers. “Hold on to me. I want to feel how good I’m doing.”
“You sure you want that?” Amalayah breathed rapidly as she looked up at the dark ceiling.
“From you? Hell yes.” The heat from his mouth warmed her even more and she giggled at the sensation. “Oh, that’s funny?” He shoved his face into her and she felt his nose hit her clit. The feeling surged to her heart. She thought she’d die from that one.
He pulled and suckled her cleft and all she could hear was the wetness that was caused mostly from her and his mouth.
“Layah.”
“Yeah?’ she strained that out.
“I want you to come for me. Now!” He shot his tongue back into her and holding her ass in place he moved in and out as if he’d fucking her into insanity. Granted, she was almost there. As the glass broke again Dylan quickly moved in and with one thrust mad his way into her.
Amalayah’s eyes shot open and so did her mouth but nothing came out. She couldn’t say the same for her other part. That was running like a faucet on full blast. He paused and taking a breather himself he looked into her eyes, “Are…you okay? Do you want me to—“
“If you say...move I’ll kill you.”
Dylan smiled and began to move slowly, not wanting to hurt her. That was until he felt her nails dig into his back and her beautiful voice call out his name. His rhythm sped up and so did her call for him to. He felt her walls close around his erection. Tightly milking him so that he knew he could not hold on to the release for long. She was sucking him back with each pull. Then she did something that made him fall apart. Amalayah bit his shoulder and took him over. He slammed himself into her and she screamed out his name, louder than she’d ever done. Ever. They both felt a shock that sparked all along their bodies. Everywhere their bodies touched the spark struck. Amalayah wondered what that was, but she was too high to figure it out.
“Iwant…you to meet someone.” Was all he said before they both fell asleep in each others arms
His scent wreaked her nose and had taken a place in her head right beside the smell of the ocean and her favorite drink from Starbucks. He was forever etched into her train of thought. She looked through the peephole, to feel more human, and then snapped the lock free opening the door to him.
The guy was a curse to her. Her feet clenched the bare black wood on the floor as she caught the look of his body. He had been working out again and he smelled of sweat and pure sex. His dark hair was scattered over his head and his hands were red at the knuckles. Bruised from his bout with one of his buddies. There was a little cut just under his jaw but nothing that stopped Amalayah from flushing red at his entire body standing in the jamb of her door.
“Dylan,” She choked out. “What can I do for you at this hour?”
He said nothing. For some reason Amalayah saw more than she’d seen earlier. She saw hesitation in him before but now? Now she saw a pursuer. A large well-equipped man eyeing just what he was wanting. And he was looking right at her. His eyes glued into hers. She felt what he wanted. It was like he was already touching her.
"I wanted to see you.” He said deeply followed by a groan. He stepped in without even being invited and Amalayah stepped back. She wasn’t afraid no. If anything she was…intrigued. He was a hunter and damn her if she didn’t want to be his prey.
“I don’t—think that…we…”
Dylan closed the door with his eyes still on her as if everything she was trying to get out was nothing at all. The aura around him was complete passion. Amalayah saw the euphoric colors around him and she was stuck once again.
“There you go with that thinking again.” He moved in on her placing his mouth right on her ear, “You need to leave that to your book.” One arm went around her waist and automatically her eyes closed. The gasp from the demanding pull caused Dylan’s body to react on impulse. His erection pushed against his jeans and even through the heavy robe Amalayah felt the damn thing. His body shuddered and she went wet. Her arm was on his shoulder holding on tightly to his damp shirt.
“Are you…here for…something…in particular?” She finally asked once she got over the feel of his arousal knocking at her stomach. She felt a mini-orgasm shoot though her. It was pure electric and she didn’t deny that she loved it.
Dylan smiled when he heard the want in her voice, but he went insane when he felt her body jerk. She had came just from the touch alone. The ‘touch’, he got what Gregory was talking about. It wasn’t just the actual touch of her skin but what you could do with just that touch. The roll of her body in just one of his arms was sensational, so he wondered what would happen if he used the other.
“I think you…already know why I’m, here.” He bit her ear and felt her take in a breath. “And you want…the same thing.” He lowered his hands and tore the robe from her body. The thin black satin did not hide her hard nipples. If anything it made Dylan jealous of something else. That damn romper! “Are you…wanting me Layah?” His hands found the tie in the backless sleeper and gently she felt it slip down her body onto the floor. He stepped back and stared at her body. Her smooth legs gleamed against the moon’s light behind her. Her torso was slim but not skinny. He hated women that were rail thin. He loved a woman that would not hesitate to eat a steak. And Amalayah was not skinny, her features were toned and nicely fitting for him. He loved it.
Amalayah wanted him so much she had no words. Just as he talked in his rough tone she thought she was to come again. She held it back. That was what he wanted. He was tempting her. Wanting to see just how long he could play with her. She looked down at the firm bulge underneath his jeans and smiled, “I see…someone is wanting me.”
His eyebrows lifted and his smile brightened, “Touché.” He extended his hand to her and when she took the offer he pulled her to him. Dylan trembled at her soft skin. And he knew he had to have her. “May I…taste you Layah?”
She melted even more. “Fuck that you could have a damn sampler if you wanted.” She thought to herself.
“I’ll take your leg around my hip as a yes.” He grinned taking great charge of things, Dylan lifted the other leg and held her there. Breathing heavily, “I’m happy to take…you here but I prefer…to have you comfortable for this.”
Amalayah pointed to down the hall. She’d never had a guy in her personal bedroom. Not even Landon had been there, but this was not Landon. This was Dylan and if she wanted to be comfortable she’d have him in her bed.
“First door.” She panted as he suckled on her neck and dug his trimmed nails into her ass. God, that was so hot to her. And he felt it when he slipped his hand between her thighs.
“Oh...what the…” She felt herself pool around his hand.
He chuckled against the hollow of her neck and breathed her in. “It’s only me baby. Just me.”
“What are you doing to me?” Amalayah felt like a shattered glass, she was everywhere in the room. It was like her body had exploded into a billion pieces and every piece had felt that shock.
“I’m making you want only me.”
The fuck if he wasn’t right. This guy was hitting a spot she never knew was there. He forced his hand up further and she felt a gush from her. She wiggled until he placed her on her large bed that faced the ocean. Just what she felt like between her legs.
Dylan backed away and pulled his shirt up over his head. The guy had abs like a pro wrestler, but he was athletic built. He wasn’t over stuffed with muscles but he had them. Arms corded and muscles rolling underneath like a ripple effect. He moved his hands down to jeans and she braced herself for the reveal.
“Where the hell was that going?” Amalayah thought to herself. His erection was…shit it was huge and she was wondering if she could have made dash for the door. Nope, he made his way on the bed and kissed her right on the lips. She felt the massive thing all but blaring to get into her. His thighs were strong as steel and she knew those coupled with that she was in for a ride.
“I still,” he grabbed one of her breast, nipping the other, “want to taste you.” His chest heaved. His hand ran down her thigh and he raised it up. He hissed when he moved down and gave her a look, “Shit,” he let out softly, “I’m gonna enjoy this so much.”
Before she could say something smart Dylan’s tongue was drilling her. Her body arched up at the hit of his tongue inside her. The flick of the tip of his tongue on her clit made her grip the duvet. She felt his hand take one of hers and his fingers interlace hers. “Hold on to me. I want to feel how good I’m doing.”
“You sure you want that?” Amalayah breathed rapidly as she looked up at the dark ceiling.
“From you? Hell yes.” The heat from his mouth warmed her even more and she giggled at the sensation. “Oh, that’s funny?” He shoved his face into her and she felt his nose hit her clit. The feeling surged to her heart. She thought she’d die from that one.
He pulled and suckled her cleft and all she could hear was the wetness that was caused mostly from her and his mouth.
“Layah.”
“Yeah?’ she strained that out.
“I want you to come for me. Now!” He shot his tongue back into her and holding her ass in place he moved in and out as if he’d fucking her into insanity. Granted, she was almost there. As the glass broke again Dylan quickly moved in and with one thrust mad his way into her.
Amalayah’s eyes shot open and so did her mouth but nothing came out. She couldn’t say the same for her other part. That was running like a faucet on full blast. He paused and taking a breather himself he looked into her eyes, “Are…you okay? Do you want me to—“
“If you say...move I’ll kill you.”
Dylan smiled and began to move slowly, not wanting to hurt her. That was until he felt her nails dig into his back and her beautiful voice call out his name. His rhythm sped up and so did her call for him to. He felt her walls close around his erection. Tightly milking him so that he knew he could not hold on to the release for long. She was sucking him back with each pull. Then she did something that made him fall apart. Amalayah bit his shoulder and took him over. He slammed himself into her and she screamed out his name, louder than she’d ever done. Ever. They both felt a shock that sparked all along their bodies. Everywhere their bodies touched the spark struck. Amalayah wondered what that was, but she was too high to figure it out.
“Iwant…you to meet someone.” Was all he said before they both fell asleep in each others arms
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