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.