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.Hands stroked over his hair. You are my One, Quan, myfamily.We will make our life together. Thank you, Jael.It sounds perfect. Wrapping his armsaround his hunter, he held him tightly. When do you thinkwe can move into the cabin? I'll need to clean first youknow not that I think you haven't but I'll be happier justgiving it a careful scrub.Is there a bed? Have I told you aboutbeds filled with goose feathers? They are so soft to sleep onwith your skills we would have a feather bed in no time! Anda closet Jael do you think you could make a closet where Icould hang my clothes? Anything, my One.Whatever you need, so long as itmakes your eyes shine like dawn upon the river. Jaelchuckled and bent for a kiss. If you'd like, we can ride downthis afternoon, take some furs and some soap and sleepbeside the river. Oh, yes, Jael I would like that very much. He pulledJael's head down for a long, enthusiastic kiss.Jael moanedsoftly as the kiss ended, hands stroking along Quan's body inlong sweeps.Quan shivered, excitement and Jael's touchesmaking his cock twitch.Before meeting the one made forhim, he would have said he was too old to come twice, letalone three times in a day, now it was nothing for Jael tobring his body to ecstasy again and again.230Where Flows the Waterby Sean Michael Wanton. The words were whispered, warm and teasingupon his lips.He laughed. I just want to show you how much Iappreciate what you've done for me. Mmm.Love you, my One. Jael's hot tongue flicked out,lapping at his lips. Going to bless every room of our housewith your pleasure, sink your cries into the walls. Oh, that sounds like fun.Messy, but fun. He laughedagain, mouth closing over Jael's in an eager kiss.He pushedhimself up against Jael, proving his desire and need.Jael rolled them over, pulling Quan atop him.with achuckle. Life is often messy, my One, but good, very good. Yes, my Hunter.Life is very good.Wrapped in Jael's arms, he leaned in for another kiss,taking love, returning it, happy and living.* * * *Jael nodded distractedly at Naki and her mate as he wentto ready the mounts.They would ride together this time, takewhat Quan needed and begin the process of finishing theirhome.Their home.Quan had been growing more and more unhappy and Jaelhad finally gone to the Elders with his plan to leave, to movetheir dwelling to the river.Many words had been said andpromises made.Finally, Jael had been charged with defendingthe river, watching for intruders.The building and planning had taken all his brothers, all ofwhom were pleased, excited.A new place, a new thing,almost a new tiny tribe of two, complete with horse, birds.Itwas a bit scary, felt like it had when Quan carved the hi'icha231Where Flows the Waterby Sean Michaelmarks into his chest, deeply unnerving and different, butdriven by the Winds and right.He readied Sernes quickly,waiting for Quan.The look in his One's eyes had made thefight, the work, the nervousness, all of it, worthwhile.Quan came out of their tent with a pack, wrapping hisriding cloth around his head, leaving his face uncovered fornow.Jael smiled fondly.That would change as soon as theywere beyond the tribes lands and the sideways glances.HisOne's eyes were blue as the sky at the moment, and shiningbrightly like polished stones. Shall we ride? He held his hand out for the pack, addingit to Sernes tack and then helped Quan mount, settinghappily behind.As they left the village, Jael leaned forward,whispering softly so only his One would hear. Going home,Quan.We're going home.Quan leaned back tighter against him, head tilting back.His One's eyes shone with happiness and the softly spokenreply was clear. Home.Oh, Jael, yes.Take me home.The ride was peaceful, Quan relaxed against him, theafternoon sun warm and bright.They chattered and planned,Quan explaining in great detail the furniture they would need,the trees that would shade his house, where the firewood anddried meat should be stored.Jael nodded and listened,drinking in Quan's excitement like sweet water.At one pointQuan removed one of his gloves and slid their handstogether. I love you, my hunter. I love you, my One. Holding his life and laughter tightagainst his chest, Jael pressed on, not stopping until theycrested the hill above the river, the trees thinning.The cabin232Where Flows the Waterby Sean Michaelwas built with dark wood, nestled against a hill, Two windowsfaced the river, another the rising sun.The barn and aviarystood close together near the large flat area that wouldbecome a paddock.They had worked carefully, using Quan'sbooks and their own large meeting houses to plan. In theback, there is a log for smoking meat.And the bin for woodfaces the hill. He waited, stomach aching, for Quan'sreaction. Oh.Oh, Jael. Quan tilted back again, tears in his eyes.Quan took the face covering off his travelling cloth and kissedJael passionately. It's perfect. Welcome home. He kissed Quan again, nudging Serneswith his heels and they headed down.The river ran, bubblingand hurried, the sound filling the valley. Oh, Jael. Quan repeated his name several more times.As soon as they were near, Quan slid from Sernes back,hurrying toward the little cabin.Jael watched him for a moment, enjoying the excitement,and then nudged Sernes toward the barn. I'll bring the packsin after the horse is settled, my One. All right, came the absent reply, Quan walking aroundthe cabin, examining the walls, checking the windows,opening and closing the shutters.He chuckled, letting Sernes wander and find his way.Thebarn was big enough for six mounts, or four horses and ahalf-dozen goats, well-built and solid.Sernes settled in themiddle stall easily, nickering happily as Jael brushed and fedand watered. Happy enough here, then? This is a good place,a good home.233Where Flows the Waterby Sean MichaelHe packed away the gear, stowing it on hooks hammeredinto the wall, and then picked up the packs and headed in.Quan met him at the door, flying into his arms. It'sperfect!He wrapped his arms around Quan, bending for a kiss. You like it, then.It is a proper house? It's better than a proper house it's ours! Quan laughedand took his hand, pulling him in. And so clean! You musthave spent an entire day cleaning it won't take me anytimeat all to give everything a quick scrub. Quan skipped in,moving to stand by the hearth. I've wandered around nowshow me everything.Jael laughed, nodding happily. This is the main room.Themeeting room.In the Lodge, it is where people work and playand visit.The hearth will give it light and warmth.I thoughtperhaps your books could go on shelves here.I like the wayyou can see the river through the windows. Oh, that sounds lovely.And we can set the chairs in asemi-circle here in front of the windows and then just turnthem around the hearth when people visit. Quan tilted hishead. I think we'll need at least eight chairs, in case yourbrothers come together in clumps.Do you think you couldmake one of the chairs big enough to fit two? Quan clappedhis hands and bounced on the heels of his feet. Oh! We couldput the chairs near the shelves on the walls, except for onebig enough for two in front of the window and one big enoughfor two in front of the fire [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]