The Land Below our Feet COMPLETE

SHADOWS

-Not even a full day has passed since you arrived, and you've already killed one of my men! - Hethan screamed, enraged at the Yahurian, his furious features enhanced by the dim light cast by the torches around the hall.

-He had it coming from the moment he decided to put his hands on the child- Ussi simply responded, giving him a sharp look.

-And I am truly sorry about your kid, Yahun– The monarch admitted, shaking his head- But you cannot just go murdering my men left and right at your will!

-I never kill without a reason – The warrior shrugged – And if your men wish to keep their heads over their shoulders, they better learn from their sergeant’s mistake and stay the hell away from him! Now, I am only here to tell you that we need to leave at dawn… Talk to Phomtek and prepare your army. I've already scouted some names with his aid that I wish to take with me. So, have them in line tomorrow with the rest of your men.

With that, Ussiariah spun around and swiftly walked away, his steps echoing in the distance as Hethan sat dumbfounded on his throne.

When the Yahurian quietly opened the door and paced inside the room, he found Souna standing in the shadows by the wooden crate she had turned into an improvised crib. Her eyes glued to the child's face who was deeply asleep and tucked in a blanket.

He walked to where she stood and carefully lifted her face up, inspecting the cut on her forehead, aided by the candlelight. To his satisfaction, it did not look so bad now that it had been cleaned up.

-Are you in pain? – He asked, running a finger faintly down her cheek.

-I´m fine, Ussi. Really – Souna responded, smiling at him and placing her hand over his – It was just a scratch.

They stood there silently for a moment, Ussi´s eyes looking into hers with a strange intensity irradiating from him, before moving his hand slowly, tentatively grazing her breast slightly. His sight still fixated on hers as he did so.

Souna remained impassive at his advance, so he deepened his touch, his hands trailing her body with increasing confidence over her clothes, and landing on the warm spot between her legs. A moan erupting from her mouth as he probed it delicately.

Without saying a single word, he started rapidly undressing her, scattering her clothes all around with indifference while he lifted her up easily into his strong arms and placed her on the bed. His fingers finding her core and deliberately touching it, his mind marveling at the softness and wetness of it.

He explored it a bit further, guided by her faint sounds... He soon encountered a small sprout of flesh, and rubbed it curiously between his fingers, feeling her instantly tense below him, the dampness increasing immediately and leaking out of her. Driven by the intoxicating sounds that emanated from her every time he stroked it, he kept massaging it steadily, feeling the bundle harden and a muffled yelp tear the silence as she shook violently, drenching his hand.

Once she recovered from her thrilled state, she sat up slightly, leaning on her elbows and staring at him with genuine surprise, a smile blooming on her flustered face.

-Did I please you? – He asked doubtfully, and she nodded eagerly at him.

Souna signaled for him to approach and ripped the tunic off him, freeing his massive manhood and admiring it for a moment, before the sound of straps being undone drew her attention, and she found him starting to get rid of his ever-present dark mask.

-Ussi? – Souna spoke shakily, placing a hand on his forearm to stop him – What are you doing?

-Don't worry, I won't show you my face – He said, standing up, one hand still holding his mask, and walking towards the dim candles. With his broad back turned towards her, Souna saw him finish removing the mask and placing it aside, before blowing out the candles and disappearing in the shadows.

She heard the sheets rustling as he crawled back into bed, next to her. His hand finding hers in the darkness and placing it against his face... Souna gasped at the feeling of his unfamiliar features, slowly caressing the trimmed hair covering his strong jaw, before gathering her courage, and grabbing his head with both hands.

The Yahurian stood impassive as she explored the entirety of his physiognomy, from the curve of his thin nose to the plumpness of his lips. She brushed them lightly with her finger, and she felt him shiver briefly. So, she closed in on his face and probed them with her own lips, placing a gentle kiss on them, then another. Her tongue quickly finding the way inside his mouth and intertwining with his.

Souna felt him moan in delight at her actions, as he adapted to them, perfectly mimicking hers. His teeth tugging slightly at her lower lip and making her insides moist.

-I want to please you again – His deep voice whispered in the shadows – Show me.

She searched for his muscled shoulders in the dark, pulling him over her body and lying down on the bed. Her soaked thighs opening for him as he positioned himself uncertainly between her legs, her hand holding his manliness and guiding him inside.

A muffled groan escaped from her throat as he finished sinking inside, and she encircled his hips with her legs, grabbing at his defined rear.

-Am I hurting you?- He muttered, his voice impregnated with worry.

-No, you are not, you feel wonderful – Souna responded, adjusting him a bit and instantly triggering the aching burn of her pleasure spot – Can you feel that? -She moaned - Keep yourself in that area, and you will please me again.

He obeyed and started moving precisely as she had instructed him, Souna´s hand darting to her mouth, trying to silence her blissful response.

Ussi´s mind blowing up at the sensations that invaded him, his hands running hungrily through her breasts and down her hips as he pushed himself inside her and awed at the way her breathing changed, and her body quaked with every thrust, his lips descending from time to time towards hers and exercising his new discovered skill.

When he felt a slight layer of sweat forming on her silky skin, and a wild grunt broke out from deep inside her, her legs shaking uncontrollably all around him... He knew he had achieved his goal. The mere thought of it, enough to make him eject a forceful discharge into her flooded slit.

She sighed, reveling in the feeling of his weight over her body. His ragged breathing fanning her breasts while he rested still inside her core, her hand running through his obscured face and pulling him closer.

-This is the first time in all these years that I do not feel any thrill about the upcoming battle – He spoke hoarsely as she rested her head on his chest and felt his voice rumble – I wish we could just stay like this forever instead.