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Realms Converge	By : Candice Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 3562 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Legacy of Kain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.Don't get to Nosgoth itself til chap 5

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The time line will be mussed with a bit as there are plot reasons. :-P

There is a Lemon in this chapter. It is not crucial and I am marking it with asterisks '**' and a big warning and then again when it is over. If you wish to skip please do so.

Chapter Nineteen: To Learn Much and to Forget Some.

I let out a sound of surprise at the sudden, firm grip around the back of my neck and my wings snapped close to my body hard and fast enough that the main joint of each wing cracked audibly against my shoulders. My pulse started to thud wildly in my throat as Kain's Aura, Eldar Kain's Aura no less, pulsed over me in a wave that caused me to let out a grunt due to the immense pressure. The dizzying sensation from early repeated and I had to quickly shift my legs to a wider stance in order to remain on my feet. I found myself gasping for breath as if I'd been shoved abruptly into freezing cold water without any warning. His taloned thumb pressed firmly against the Mark under my ear and he forced me to tilt my head, which bared the right side of my throat to him. I let out a startled hiss at the pleasure filled jolt that tore through me at the touch. I blinked rapidly as I struggled to stay on my feet. The combined assault of Power and Pleasure threatened to overwhelm me and send me to my knees.

"So stubborn and willful even in this my Dear Katrina," Eldar Kain purred into my ear as he let out a soft chuckle.

He moved enough so that I could easily see him on my left. His right hand stayed firmly around the back of my neck as I took in his changed form.

Eldar Kain's features had hardened over the years that I knew he had seen. He looked more rugged and indurated compared to his younger self. His skin was tinged with hints of green and gold. It was a change that was similar to Vorador's own changed skin, but Eldar Kain's change was muted and far more subtle than the other Eldar's dark, emerald colored skin. The double horned 'crown' accentuated the rugged and noble lines of his face. What stood out as the most familiar feature for me was his eyes and yet... even those were different. They were still the same pale blue flecked with gold throughout the iris, but now the pupils seemed to be almost feline like.

He wore metal vambraces on each wrist that had been stained black and were strapped into place over a blood-red cloth that ran midway up his biceps. His chest was bare save for the red shoulder cape that bore his Mark and a sheath strap... sans sword? Odd. My eyes drifted downward and I saw that leather pants and metal greaves the same color as the vambraces completed the look.

I realized after a moment that Eldar Kain was looking me over just as intently as I had been examining him. He reached out with his left hand and ran the backs of his talons almost lovingly along the edge of my left wing. I twitched, flinched at the gentle touch. I did not quite make an attempt to pull away from his grip, but I still found myself nervous of those deadly and sharp talons. He sent another testing pulse of his Aura over me and I staggered briefly before I could catch myself. I clenched my eyes shut even as I sucked in a harsh breath. I struggled to remain standing under the onslaught that threatened to overwhelm my senses and knock me out cold.

"What game are you playing at now, Kain?" another male voice said as the clicking sound of taloned feet against stone approached us at a sedate pace. "You said that you needed to speak with someone. If this is the one you needed to talk to, the one from your oldest and least spoken of stories, then all you are doing is rendering her insensate."

I blinked my eyes open as the dim familiarity of that voice rang through my ears. My breath hitched in my throat and I blinked with surprise at the male vampire that now stood not even ten feet away from myself and Eldar Kain. The male had pale skin tinged the lightest shade of blue. He had black hair with bangs cut to fall just under the line of his ears and those bangs were tucked carelessly behind said ears. I knew that if I looked, the rest of his hair would be pulled back in a loose ponytail. His eyes were so pale a blue as to be almost white with just the faintest amount of gold flecks spread throughout the iris. He wore pants and greaves similar to Eldar Kain's but the armor ran from wrist to shoulder on each arm. The look was completed by pauldron on his right shoulder that had a red cape hanging from it.

What truly shocked me was that he looked so normal... even with the wings that were spread and twitched every so often behind him.

The fuck? I thought with surprise.

I let out a faint yip of pained noise as Eldar Kain leaned forward and nipped my right ear. Hard enough that were it not for my healing factor, I'd have ended up with an inopportune reason to obtain earrings later that eve...

"You are projecting your thoughts again my Little One," he purred out as he licked away the blood that he had drawn with that nip. I noted dimly that his tongue had a rougher texture to it as it flicked over the shell of my ear. "Focus now."

"She does not have control of the Whisper ability?" Raziel asked in a tone of confused incredulity.

"She had no need to use that skill whilst on her world," Eldar Kain rumbled out in light tone.

As he spoke, his grip tightened and relaxed with a near massaging pressure that made me shiver. I had to fight back a whimper of pleasure as each squeeze caused his thumb talon to pass over his Mark and sent a jolt through me as a result.

"We'd learned of her lack of skill with the Whisper early on," Eldar Kain continued. "I will admit that I used said lack of skill to test her, which resulted in a rather amusing outcome."

"Oh?" Raziel asked with a hint of curious amusement in his tone as he tilted his head.

"Indeed," dark humor filled Eldar Kain's voice. "She had been concerned with missing memories and had not verbally brought that concern to me immediately as she should have. I had confronted her about the situation, without sharing the fact that she had been projecting her thoughts. What was it again that you Whispered in your confused and startled state when I confronted you and ordered you to speak my Little One?"

I realized then exactly what he was talking about. I paled and then blushed in turn so fast that I was hit with another wave of dizziness. I had to close my eyes and shake my head as I fought not to pass out. He leaned in close to lick the shell of my ear again with that rough tongue. His growled out his next words softly in a dark and amused rumble of noise that made me shiver and my wings twitched as I let out a soft gasp.

"'Woof woof?' was it?" he rumbled.

Raziel let out a disbelieving noise of amusement at his Sire's words.

"And she lived?!" Raziel barked out, his voice laced with clear amusement.

A faint growl rumbled in my chest before I could contain it. I found myself upset with their amusement at my mishap and I tried to pull free of Eldar Kain's inexorable grasp. I found myself unable to pull away from that firm hold and I fell still again as his taloned thumb ran over his Mark once more. I panted for breath and managed to barely force out a single word in order to try to project both my confusion at the entire situation, as well as to try to get them to change the embarrassing direction the conversation had been going. Even then, Eldar Kain's powerful Aura threatened to send me to my knees despite my widened stance and my struggles against that tidal wave of power.

"When...?" I managed to gasp out.

"Very good my own," Eldar Kain chuckled, somehow he knew exactly what I had meant by that questioning word. He smirked down at me briefly before his expression turned serious. "You will never recall much in the way of Nosgoth's original timeline, yet you always spoke of faith in the edge of a coin and a convoluted path to purify the corruption within me. All done in order to lead me to being able to see my 'true enemy'. An enemy that I now know... though I must say my Little One, your descriptions did not truly convey how loathsome and repugnant an enemy 'it' is."

I blinked a few times as his words registered to my addled mind and I nodded my head as much as I could despite his grip on the back of my neck. That meant that Eldar Kain had completed all of the events of Defiance. I knew nothing of events past that save the fact that he now had the potential to save Nosgoth from the danger that was the parasitical creature that had long claimed to be a 'God'. I looked back at Raziel where he stood not ten paces away, somehow whole and undamaged, and managed another strained word as I looked between the two males.

"How...? Nngh..." I asked in a strained tone.

Raziel raised a brow as he looked first to Eldar Kain and then back to me. He had noticed the strained but intent look on my face as I spoke. He crossed his arms as his wings twitched with his surprise, though his face remained stoic. It was actually interesting how much you could read in a person's mood when they had wings. I could read Janos in much the same way and could be read in turn.

"You can actually think clearly with his Aura bearing down on you like that?" Raziel asked me in an incredulous voice as he turned his attention back to me. "Most your age would be unconscious by now."

It was hard to talk, let alone think, so I was left with only one recourse to respond to that statement. An action that was compounded by my earlier embarrassment; I flipped him off. Eldar Kain burst into dark laughter at the gesture and Raziel looked briefly annoyed as his wings flared out in a warning display. I felt my own wings twitch briefly away from my shoulders before they snapped close again as I nearly lost my balance. I let out a choked, upset sounding growl as I simply glared at Raziel instead. Eldar Kain's laughter tapered out into a darksome chuckle and he answered my question as he resumed that massaging pressure on my neck. I started to relax as my anger melted away under the strength of his Aura, his touch. My eyes fluttered briefly as I began to pant for breath.

"Raziel willingly submitted to the Reaver's pull once he had purified himself and thus... he retained his sense of self instead of going mad once he was bound to the sword," Eldar Kain explained with a pleased rumble. "We have found a pleasing benefit to his actions; when he is well fed he is able to literally change from sword to vampire. Only when he is drained of energy or badly wounded will he revert to an inanimate state in order to recover."

"A benefit indeed, as I am no longer trapped in that hideous wraith form," Raziel said dryly with a grimace of distaste. "Had the Elder God's machinations ended with success, I would never have willingly submitted to my fate and thus would never have been restored myself."

"Para... site," I hissed out suddenly with a burst of anger that was rapidly subdued by the Aura that pressed down upon me.

Eldar Kain's grasp on my neck, as well as his Aura, eased back a touch and I found it easier to breathe and think for a moment. He looked at me curiously as he continued to idly touch my wings with his left hand and he smoothed his talons through my feathers with exquisite care to straighten them out and un-ruffle them.

"I... Pardon?" Raziel asked with a confused blink.

"Parasite," I repeated with a faint gasp as Eldar Kain's talons ran over a particularly sensitive part of my wing. "S-squid. Fuckin' piece of shit. Cock-sucking leech. Freeloader. Take your pick Raziel, but stop calling the wannabee-tentacle-porn-monster a fucking 'God'."

Raziel made a noise that was equal parts incredulous and part amused as he shook his head in shock at my foully worded little rant. Yay, a long winded vampire struck speechless, always a satisfactory experience that. He waved his hand dismissively a moment later as he got his voice back.

"Regardless of what you would call the creature," he started and his voice turned briefly bitter. "Kain's gamble in breaking my wings and throwing me into the Abyss paid off. We have found that fabled 'edge of the coin' and now have a fighting chance against The Elder... Parasite."

I latched onto a single word in that entire speech as Eldar Kain started to trail the back of his talons down along the bend of my wing toward my back. He simultaneously pushed at me with his Aura once more and I gasped softly.

"'B-breaking'?" I managed to say as I stumbled. My wings stretched out in an attempt at counter balance and my vision wavered into a flash of spots. "Only 'breaking'?"

"Indeed," Eldar Kain purred into my ear as he shifted his grasp on me to help hold me steady. "You requested that, if the time-line would allow for it, to change at least one thing regarding Raziel's fate. And that was with respect to his wings."

The wave of relief that I felt at that information, along with the continued pulses of probing and pushing power from Eldar Kain's Aura, was enough to send me to one knee with a grunt of noise. I did not miss the sudden anger that flashed across Raziel's face as he bared his fangs, nor did I look away from his now judgmental glare.

"You ASKED for him to BREAK my wings?!" he all but shouted as he took a step forward toward me.

Eldar Kain issued a low, warning growl that stopped Raziel in his tracks. I echoed the growl, only mine had an almost desperate sounding note to it. I knew already why I would ask such a thing of Kain and I needed Raziel to understand...

"Better broken with a chance to heal than to have one's wings torn asunder!" I cried out.

"As if you can speak of such!" Raziel said with a downward slash of his taloned hand.

He looked like he wanted to attack me and only Eldar Kain's Aura, suddenly focused entirely on him instead of on me, prevented him from moving forward. He snarled instead as his taloned hands clenched into fists.

"You have your wings!" he shouted angrily at me. "Whole and untouched!"

I all but tried to lunge from my half-kneeling state for Raziel's throat at that, regardless of the age and power difference between us. My rage at his assumption overrode my common sense and even knowing that he could easily take me down as young as I was did not deter my sudden rage. Eldar Kain's grip tightened on the back of my neck as my wings shot out and his left arm coiled tight around my waist as he kept me from attacking his 'son'.

"You imbecile!" I yelled at Raziel.

I struggled and squirmed violently in Eldar Kain's grasp. My wings beat furiously and buffeted backwards as I tried to squirm free yet he had tucked himself too neatly against my back for my movements to do anything other than expend my energy needlessly in my anger.

"A thousand times a thousand times my wings were RIPPED from me!" I snarled out as I continued to struggle. "In pieces! All at once! Fractured! Fragmented! Cracked and crushed! Severed! RIVEN FROM ME! Until I ended up here on Nosgoth, I was trapped, tortured. Kept weakened! My own vampiric nature giving me the GIFT," here my voice became bitter and hate filled, "of being able to heal my wings when naught but the barest of bone structure remained! Again and again and AGAIN!"

Raziel's face had gone from rage filled to horrified as I all but roared my rage at him. He took a few steps backwards as his own wings suddenly tucked in firmly and protectively against his back in response to my rather descriptive words. I could feel as my mind started to slip against the memories that I only kept at bay through near constant busy work. I went limp in Eldar Kain's arms as I grabbed at my head and growled out a snarling noise that turned into a bitten off keen of sound. I forced myself into complete silence moments later as I struggled to focus. I would not have a flashback. I WOULD NOT. My past would not control me like this!

I reached out with my hands and latched onto my wings as I struggled to breath against the memories. Eldar Kain's firm grip around my waist and on my neck helped to remind me that I was free of Auron. My own tight grip upon feather covered limbs reminded me that my wings were currently whole and unharmed.

Time slipped away from me for a few moments as I fought the tide of memories back, struggled to maintain my focus on the now.

As I came back to full awareness I could feel that I was still being held in Eldar Kain's firm grasp as he stood behind me. My own feet dangled in the air as he was easily taller than I was in his younger form, let alone the height he had gained in his Eldar form. I think he had actually gained an inch or so of height with his change from human feet to taloned feet. His left arm was still wrapped around my waist and he had moved his right arm around the front of me so his taloned hand rested gently against the front of my neck. Taloned fingers traced an idle and soothing pattern against my throat. His voice was a low and dangerous rumble against my back and in my ear.

"...that we will have words later, my Raziel," he was saying. "I may not have spoken of her often, but I know that I told you and your brothers enough of her history that you should have recalled that she escaped a living hell and had to return to Gaia to slay her former tormentor."

"I... did not realize the true extent of your words until now," Raziel responded in a contrite and subdued tone. "I also doubt you would have spoken of her at all had it not been for the human cattle's stories of the Merciful Mother."

I twitched in Eldar Kain's grasp at Raziel's words and he turned his head into my neck to scrape fangs lightly against my throat with a soothing growl of noise. I shivered at the touch as I bared my throat to him further still and I blinked away the last of the blurred darkness that had affected me so. I focused on Raziel and frowned faintly. Eldar Kain slowly lowered me down so that my feet could touch the ground, though my grip upon my wings had not yet loosened. I leaned back against him and slowly released the tight grip on my wings. I still did not have the full strength to stand on my own and I wobbled in place. His hands lowered to hold my waist as he braced me.

"'Merciful Mother'?" I queried weakly, my attention yet focused on the dark haired vampire in front of us.

"'Pray that our Mother of Mercy, lost to Gaia, will hear your plea. For our Father will have none if you prove to be false in word or deed'," Raziel said, almost as if he were quoting some sort of scripture.

Raziel moved forward slowly and, after he had looked at his Sire warily for a long moment, he knelt in front of us both. He tilted his head to expose his own throat as he looked to the ground. Eldar Kain let out a soft rumble of near sub-harmonic noise at my back and I shivered as the sound thrummed through me.

"Only the truly foolish or the truly innocent would dare to invoke your name and risk Kain's resultant rage," he said in a careful tone. "I ask pardon for my transgression, My Lady."

I blinked blankly down at the older vampire in front of me in confusion and then turned my head enough to meet Eldar Kain's gaze with my own.

"You... glorified me?" I asked, too weary to be anything other than quizzical at the realization that I had been... would be... worshiped of all things.

"The humans who will come to follow under my banner freely glorified you," Eldar Kain corrected almost gently as he ignored Raziel's currently kneeling and un-moving form. "Your little 'underground railroad' will do much to help build a lasting empire even after your eventual departure."

"'Lost to Gaia'..." I repeated thoughtfully as I felt a small flash of dread. "I... am unable to remain here?"

"My younger self will have you at his side for four centuries," Eldar Kain said as he started to rub his left hand over my hip soothingly.

I shifted my legs and tried to stand on my own again and his own grip shifted, ready to catch me again in an instant if need be.

"You will indeed have to return to your Gaia," he continued. "The Chronoplast revealed that, regardless of either of our efforts, if you remained here during the height of the empire, you would die. Either to Sarafan hands, vampiric assassins, battles gone wrong... or even to one blinded by thoughts of vengeance."

I think we all knew that he meant Raziel with the last item on that particular list.

"Only by stepping out of Nosgoth's time-stream and returning to Gaia's would you be safe in the interim," he rumbled as he nuzzled and nipped at my neck. "The plan was for the older version of you to reappear only after the 'edge of the coin' had been found, for only then did the paths that led to your death disappear completely."

I blinked at his words and let out a hum of breath.

"So I am to return alone to kill Auron?" I asked.

Eldar Kain shook his head at my question.

"I will be with you for that," he said in a firm tone. "and you will be the one to slay your former tormentor, but you will remain on Gaia for a time once he is dead."

I let out a soft and bitter laugh.

"That is a cold comfort Kain but..." I let out a soft sigh, "it is a comfort none-the-less. My home world holds no true fond memories for me anymore. That I must return... leaves an acrid taste upon my tongue."

He let out a soothing hum of noise that thrummed against my back and I let out a hum of noise myself as I leaned back against him briefly. I looked back down at Raziel's yet un-moving form and tilted my head thoughtfully. I suddenly thought of something and shivered in Eldar Kain's arms as I looked Raziel over. I did not like where my thoughts were going as I really did not like the idea of my head being messed with... and yet...

"How much...?" I asked.

I reached out hesitantly to brush my claws through Raziel's shorter bangs. Raziel remained still under my touch and I continued to pet at those surprisingly soft strands of hair.

"Hmmm?" Eldar Kain purred against my throat.

"How much of this am I going to remember?" I asked in a soft voice.

Eldar Kain was silent for a long moment before he let out a soft laugh.

"My dear, clever, Katrina," he said as he began to nuzzle at my neck a little more intently. "Why am I not surprised that you figured that out? You will remember that we met, but you will not remember Raziel's presence. You will remember that you will have to leave in roughly four hundred years time, for it will not do to leave an enemy at your back even if he is dimensions away. You will remember too that you will trust me with your greatest weakness."

He tilted my head and forced me to meet his gaze. I went still as I met and held his gaze warily. His hand then moved from my neck to trail down the front of my body and then across my side to my back and up along my spine. His taloned hand stopped midway between my shoulder-blades. I tensed with the realization that the tips of his claws were now resting right against the 'pressure point' that would force my wings from my body when I had them 'tucked away'. A 'pressure point' that was connected to my central nervous system and would always send pain wracking through the entirety of my body when hit just right and my wings were forced from me as a result. I knew my eyes had widened with fear at the realization, yet he did nothing but rub soothingly at the spot for a moment before he moved both taloned hands to rest upon my hips once more.

"You will also remember that the necklace the Sarafan Lordling wears has a mate and that Auron has that mate," he said firmly after a tense moment of silence.

It took me a moment to realize what he meant by that last statement.

"Auron is lending him power and using the necklace to reach me through whatever magic the Lordling actually has," I said in realization.

"Yes," came the simple response.

"Fuck, shit and damnation," I growled out and then let out a sigh. "But why come here? Now, I mean? Especially if another version of me is to arrive some... when else? Shouldn't you be there? Then...? Fuck it. You know what I mean..."

"Events will happen... that you should not have been able to escape by yourself. Do not ask specifics of me, I will not be able to tell you anything definitive at this time," Eldar Kain said firmly, though his lips quirked with amusement at my previous, stumbling statement. "I do not believe in coincidence any longer, my Little One. I am here in this time because I believe I must be."

"Ah..." I blinked at that and looked back down at Raziel when he hesitantly turned his head into my continued, gentle touch. "Ah... um... how would I...?"

As a human, I would just have accepted Raziel's apology and been done with it, but as a vampire I was uncertain of if I should do the same or if there was something else that I needed to do that I was currently unaware of. My training and studying thus far had not yet delved that deep into vampiric culture. It was also strange in a sense as Raziel was so much older than I was. That he should play the supplicant to me made my instincts twitch with the wrongness of an Eldar at my feet in such a manner, especially as I did not really feel that his anger with me had been unwarranted. He just... hadn't had all of the information regarding what had happened to me. Eldar Kain nuzzled at my neck and lightly scratched his fangs over the skin of my throat. A moment later his mind brushed against mine with a Whispered thought.

~You would simply forgive him his foolishness despite the state it put you in?~ he asked.

~I... yes, I would. He did not fully understand,~ I responded through Whisper.

~Ah my kind-hearted Katrina... I would have made him bleed even though he is my eldest and most favored Childe,~ Eldar Kain's voice was wistful. ~If you wish to forgive him... offer him your wrist and let him partake of your blood.~

~So... he can sustain himself on souls or blood?~ I asked.

~As he is now, yes,~ came the bemused response.

I nodded and moved my hand from the top of Raziel's head to his cheek. My wrist was bared to him in the process. Raziel raised his gaze from the ground to meet my own before he slowly turned his head to nuzzle his nose against my wrist right at the pulse point. He kept his gaze on mine as he bared his fangs and lightly brushed them against the skin of my wrist. I made no move to pull away or strike him, in fact I even shivered at the light press of those sharp points. His pupils widened and then narrowed at my reaction and he raised a taloned hand to grasp my forearm. He then sank his fangs almost gently into my wrist to feed.

****LEMON!LEMON!LEMON!***

I choked down a cry as pleasure began to course through me due to that careful feeding. I leaned back against Eldar Kain as my legs started to fail me once more and I swallowed down a moan as he held me. He breathed in deep, nose pressed against the hollow of my throat and he took in my scent as it changed. His hands tightened almost painfully at my waist for a moment. One arm then coiled back around my stomach as the other raised to caress my breast. I squirmed and cried out at the firm, caressing touch. He held me still while Raziel continued to feed so very slowly at my wrist.

"I... Kain!" I yelped out and then gasped.

I arched in his grasp and then whimpered as the hand not at my breast suddenly dropped to undo the button of my pants and then dipped under the cloth. He began to rub the side of one talon against my clit. He was oh so careful of the sharp, cutting edge of said talon as he rubbed at the sensitive nub.

"I have been without you for an untold number of centuries," he growled low in my ear and I shuddered at his heated, hungry tone. "I find that I do not care to wait any longer with you here, warm and waiting, in my arms."

"But... Ra-Nngh!"

My attempts to objection were silenced as Eldar Kain's fangs sank into my throat. With both of them feeding from me, the sense of pleasure heightened and then crested abruptly. I bucked in his grasp as I arched and screamed my resultant pleasure to the skies. His fangs slid from my neck a minute later and he licked at the wound as it healed over and I panted for breath. At the same time he removed his hand from my pants. He pulled Raziel from my wrist with a low growl a moment later.

Raziel released my wrist obediently and passed his tongue over the wounds to lick away the last droplets of blood from my wrist. Eldar Kain held out his arm to Raziel and the dark-haired vampire/reaver moved to swiftly undo the bindings on the vambrace. He set it aside and then pealed away the red cloth that had been beneath it. Eldar Kain sank his fangs back into my throat and, as I cried out again in pleasure, he put that now-bared wrist to my open mouth. Raziel stood and ran a hand along Eldar Kain's bared arm as he spoke to me.

"You will have to bite harder than you are used to, methinks," Raziel said with a low purr and he pushed Eldar Kain's wrist harder against my mouth.

I moaned at a sudden pulse of power from Eldar Kain and even Raziel had to lean heavily against me in response to the flood of energy that washed over us both. I did as was suggested and bit down roughly into Eldar Kain's forearm. It was indeed harder for my fangs to pierce his flesh, as if I were biting into thick armored leather and not skin. Blood flooded over my tongue as my fangs finally pierced through to the vein and I swallowed reflexively.

I jerked as if shocked and I let out a muffled moan as my eyes fell shut. All hint of bitterness was gone from his blood, a possible side effect of his being cured of the corruption that had been affecting him. The rest of it? It was as if I had bitten into a electrical line and my mind immediately blanked. I could only focus on the need to draw more and more of that sweet and powerful blood as a sudden, almost desperate hunger for more filled me.

A firm and relentless pressure forced my mouth open perhaps a few minutes later. I let out a faint keen of loss as the source of blood was pulled out of my reach. A faint chuckle echoed nearby and I shook my head to try to clear it. I realized that I was on my knees with my shirt pulled up to expose my stomach and one of my breasts. Eldar Kain had leaned against my back and my wings were pinned firmly between our bodies. One of his hands rubbed against my exposed breast and the talons of the other hand trailed an idle path up and down over my stomach and sides. I shivered both due to the pleasurably light touch upon my skin and the knowledge that those talons were sharper than any blade.

"I see now why you never did take any females to your bed," Raziel was saying. "My Lady is quite responsive, isn't she?"

Eldar Kain hummed in agreement against my back. He turned to nibble lightly at the wing joint of my left wing. I shivered and gasped softly in reaction to the near pain. I let out a moan and arched my back when his hand squeezed my breast tight. Raziel reached forward to brush the back of his talon against the breast that Eldar Kain was massaging skillfully. I twitched back as much as I could to try to avoid that touch and bared my fangs with a warning hiss. Raziel pulled his hand back and looked at his Sire questioningly.

"Go for now," Eldar Kain ordered softly, his lips a soft and soothing caress against my skin.

Raziel bowed his head at the command and stood. He was out of sight within moments. I started to squirm in Eldar Kain's grasp as embarrassment began to flood through me. He lifted me up, holding my squirming form easily as he stood and walked us backwards a few paces. He shifted my form and yanked my pants down and off of me easily whilst he moved, despite my boots being in the way, and he tossed the pants to the side with a satisfied purr of noise. There was a brief sensation of falling that caused my wings to flare instinctively against him before I landed on his lap. My legs were forceably spread by his own and I braced my hands on his legs to steady myself. I realized with a start that he had sat down on the chunk of Pillar that would be his throne.

His left hand again dipped to rub at my exposed folds, still careful to use the sides of his talons on the sensitive flesh as he began to bite up and down my neck and shoulder. Each bite lasted barely a second, just long enough to send pleasurable bursts lancing through me before he pulled his fangs away. After several bites he would pause and lick at the wounds as they healed. He did that first to one side of my neck and then the other and back again until I was all but a writhing and mewling mess in his arms from the combined effect of those sudden, sharp bursts of pleasure and his taloned finger as it rubbed slow, measured circles over my clit. He pushed my upper body forward abruptly so that my wings were no longer pinned and they flared outward as a result. His right hand gripped tight at the back of my neck even as his left hand moved away from my folds to grip my inner left thigh firmly with his taloned hand.

"Dear Katrina, my Little One," he rumbled softly in a low tone that made me shiver. "Do you trust me?"

It took a few moments for his words to register to my pleasure addled brain. I turned as much as I could to look over my shoulder at him.

"I... yes?" I said as I licked my lips, unsure of why he had asked such a question of me.

"You must be certain, Dear Katrina," he purred as he leaned forward to kiss my shoulder. He repeated himself slowly. "Do you trust me?"

"I... ," I started with a slow gulp.

I felt nervous at the thought of where this might be going and my wings twitched slightly in response to that nervous energy. Still, I tilted my head just enough to make it plain that I was attempting to bare my throat to him despite the firm hold on my neck.

"Yes. Lord as you are in your youth," I answered carefully. "And Emperor as you are as an Eldar; I do trust you Kain."

"Good," he purred darkly as he licked the shell of my ear, "try not to move, My Katrina."

He kissed his way down my shoulder, along my spine and then nuzzled the base of my left wing where the main joint connected to my back. I could not help the slight twitch my wing made but I struggled to hold still as he had requested despite my unease. He swiftly sank his fangs into the lightly feathered flesh right at that joint where the largest blood vessels lay. I could not help but scream at the sudden sensation of pleasure and pain that assaulted my senses. I dug my claws deep into his leather clad legs just behind the knee. A press of his talon at the Mark on my neck and the pleasure rapidly began to outweigh the pain as I tried not to move.

I Could Not Move, I had to remind myself with frantic breaths.

I wanted to writhe but I knew that his fangs would be torn free by such movements and I would be left with naught but agony as a result. It was a struggle to remain still in his grasp and all I could really do was dig my claws deeper into his legs while I all but howled my cresting pleasure at the skies.

His fangs pulled free and I panted hoarsely for air as he grabbed my hips and shifted my now limp form forward on his lap. Barely a moment later and I found myself being lifted up. I had barely begun to squirm in his grasp when he started to push his hardened length into me. I threw my head back and let out a startled cry at the sheer girth of him. Even this part of his flesh had been changed, armored, with the vampiric evolutions he had gone through over the years. Not only was he far thicker than what I had become used to, that hard rod of flesh felt oddly... ribbed... in a way that stretched and caught against my inner walls despite how slick I was from previous orgasms.

I squirmed and let out a high whine of breath as he pushed deeper still. My wings beat at the air in an abortive and uneven rhythm as I writhed against him, trying equally to push against him and pull away. It felt strange, as if he were somehow filling me too much... too deep. Wrong and so right at the same time. His grip tightened on my hips and he let out a satisfied growl as he shoved that hard rod into me to the hilt. I arched back with a wail of pained pleasure at the rough impalement. I could feel as my body struggled to equally make room for that thick, hard shaft and my inner walls convulsed tight around him. He leaned forward to trail another set of bites along my neck, an action that made me twitch and jerk as I cried out with a voice rough from near-constant screaming.

"That's it," he growled into my ear in a voice dark with pleasure. "Move for me."

"Nnnnngh... K-Kain!" I cried out and I couldn't help but obey.

With my claws still buried deep into his legs, I started to pull myself up until only half his length was yet buried within me, only to have his taloned hands yank me back down as he gave a fierce thrust. That ribbed length stroked and caught along my inner walls in a way that made my breath hitch in my throat as it rubbed over that sweet spot within me. I let out a low groan of pleasure and pulled myself up again. His hands moved higher up my waist as I lifted myself off of him. He waited until naught but the very tip of his shaft was left piercing my entrance before he forced me back down hard upon that impaling length. I threw my head back and let out a wail of pained pleasure. I bucked upon him at the harsh sensation, my body unaccustomed to being so stretched, filled with so much and so fast. A shudder ran through me as I slowly calmed and I pulled up once more after I had caught my breath. He let out a pleased growl of approval at my continued movements.

Again and again he pulled me back down as I rose up. The rhythm he set as a result was a hard and fast paced pounding that had me moaning loudly as each thrust pierced me and forced me open. I pulled my claws from behind his knees and shifted my hands higher up his legs. I rubbed my thumbs in a hard circle against his inner thighs as I squeezed, something that I had only just recently found out that he liked when taking me from this position.

He let out a snarl of pleasure at my actions and pulled me back against his chest abruptly. My wings were suddenly pinned in a way that left them spread out and hanging over the 'arms' of the rough, unshaped throne. His left arm wrapped tight around my waist as he guided my movements to meet his demanding thrusts and his right hand tangled in my hair as he turned my head so that he could kiss me hard. I moaned low as my eyes fluttered shut and opened my mouth to that fierce kiss, my tongue flicking out so that it brushed against his own.

His fangs nipped and nicked at my lower lip and my tongue. I let out a muffled sound as my tongue recoiled after a particularly deep cut was left by his fangs. His own tongue delved into my mouth as he chased my damaged tongue and guided it back out so that he could suckle upon the wounded and bleeding organ as it healed. I whimpered and started to push back against that rough kiss. I writhed and gyrated against him as he continued to pound that hard rod of flesh up into my soaked core, his hands tight around me. I managed to nick his tongue with my own fangs and our combined vitae filled our mouths as the kiss deepened further still.

His Aura pulsed over me again and this time I struggled to try to push my own Aura against his in response. It was naught but a stream of power pushing against an ocean tide and my eyes flew wide as that press of power overwhelmed my own easily. I thought I saw a flash of something but before I could examine the flash further, he let out a snarling growl of dark pleasure and pulled away from the kiss in order to sink his fangs back into my throat. I let out hoarse cry of pleasure as his fangs sank deep and then again screamed my release as he shifted me and started to thrust harder and faster than before into my stretched core in a way that made that ribbed length rub against that sweet spot with every movement.

He didn't stop there though.

Taloned claws that were long familiar with my body started to dance over my skin, began to delve in against the small patches of white and silver feathers at the base of my wings, knowingly found sensitive places to pinch and scratch and squeeze tight. Painfully pleasurable actions that I had not known I could enjoy, but for Eldar Kain... he had already learned long ago how to play my body like a fine-tuned instrument. He knew when to tug at my hair at just the right moment to make me clench and squirm tight around him. Knew when to scrape fangs against flesh to make me shiver and whimper with keening breaths. Knew just the right angle to thrust at in order to make me wail in pleasure.

One moment I was writhing near violently in his lap as he wrenched me down onto that hard flesh and pushed me toward yet another orgasm. In the next, the world seemed to shift alarmingly and I abruptly found myself on my hands and knees with him still buried deep within me. My wings fanned wide and I yelped as he grabbed my right arm and then pinned it near-painfully at the base of my back. I was thrown off balance as a result of his action and had to brace myself on my left forearm with a wince. His talons began to tease at the feathers near the base of my wings which caused them to mantle higher and he rapidly forced me again over that peak of pleasure with another wailing, near-pained howl.

I was mid-howl when he abruptly pulled out of me and I found myself suddenly forced onto my back. My voice cut off with a shuttered gasp and my eyes flew wide as my back and wings hit the stone platform. He moved to brace one of my legs over his shoulder as he thrust back into me and he began to pound into me relentlessly whilst he started to rub the knuckle of one talon against my clit. I clenched my eyes shut with a grimace at the pressure on my wings even as I arched under that knowledgeable touch. My voice and movements had grown weaker under the continuous onslaught on my body. I wasn't entirely certain how much longer I was going to be able to remain conscious if he kept up such a volatile pace.

Perhaps he had sensed my growing lassitude or perhaps he had been pushing me to just such a state. Either way, he suddenly let out a growling laugh and my eyes flew wide as I looked at him with a strained gasp. His lips curled into a knowing smirk as lifted my other leg up and over his other shoulder. He leaned forward to rest his taloned hands on the stone platform on either side of my head. My eyes clenched tight as I threw my head back and yowled at the sudden sharpness of the new angle. He let out a low, thundering snarl of pleasure as he drove that hard length into my pinned form.

My body both tightened around that thick impalement and struggled against the increased pressure on my pinned wings. I was trapped and unable, unwilling, to escape the relentless and frenzied tide of ecstasy as he took me, claimed me. My hands shot up to grab desperately at his wrists as I bucked as much as I could beneath him. The claws of one hand sank into the flesh of his bared arm and the claws of my other hand dug ringing grooves into his vambrace. His forehead pushed against my own and his growling pants for breath became sharper as he started to thrust harder and harder into my body as he edged closer to his own release.

"Look at me Katrina," he snarled out suddenly in a voice gone deep with pleasure. "Look at me!"

My eyes flew open in response to that order and I met his blue-gold gaze just as his eyes started to bleed hunter's white. I gasped harshly as his thrusts suddenly became bruising, almost breaking in strength. His talons dug into the stone beneath us with a loud crack of sound as he roared his release. I let out a cry of strained pleasure as his cold-fire seed filled me and arched against him as much as I was able to given how thoroughly I was pinned. His fangs abruptly sank back into my throat and his swift feeding sent me shrieking over the edge one more time.

****END LEMON! END LEMON!****

Eldar Kain slid his fangs free of my throat a few moments later and he pulled back after he licked away the last traces of blood. He shifted my shaky legs gently from his shoulders and then lifted me up. He rolled us so that he was on his back with me laying limp across his chest, my wings and other limbs akimbo and listless. I panted for air and shivered as I tried to recover from that aggressive coupling. One of his taloned hands rubbed feather light over my wings and soothed the sore areas that had been pinned. The other rested just against my throat, pushed tenderly against the skin where my pulse raced. He chuckled darkly as he moved his hand so he could nuzzle directly against that rapidly beating pulse point.

"As perfect as I remember," he purred in a satisfied tone. "Vampiric resilience with such wonderfully human sensitivity."

He trailed a talon butterfly-wing light down my spine. I shuddered and whimpered under that soft touch.

"Don't think," I panted out weakly. "I could... take any more."

"Oh, but you can," he said with a dark laugh that was filled with promise. I shivered as my eyes widened, wondering if he meant to do more then what he already had. "Now is not the time however. You have been gone from Sanctuary for hours now my Little One. Janos is sure to start searching for you soon, mother hen that he is."

"Oh," I blinked a bit as I relaxed against him and then yawned weakly. I muttered tiredly against his chest. "...exhausted."

"I am sure you are. You are not used to such activities as yet," he said with a soothing rumble. "But up with you. Get dressed."

"'Get dressed'?" I repeated with a weak laugh. "Bloody hell Kain, I don't even think I can walk!"

Another dark laugh escaped him as he sat up and gently shifted me off of his chest so that I lay on the cool stone next to him. He stood and waved a hand at me. I felt a tingle pass over my body that was not quite pleasant. I grumbled faintly at the sensation as I looked up at him blearily.

"What was that?" I asked.

"A cleaning spell," he responded.

He straightened his clothing as he tucked himself away and slipped both the red cloth and black vambrace back into place on his arm. He waved his hand and my pants flew into his grasp. He set them next to me as he knelt down beside me and then rubbed the back of his talon gently over my right check. I turned into the touch with a faint murmur of noise.

"It will do no good for you to be found by Janos smelling of sex, especially as my younger self will be gone for yet another weeks time," he said bluntly and I blushed at the thought. That would be like being walked in on by your parents. It didn't help that I was starting to look at Janos as a 'father figure'. "Besides which, it is best that you only speak of me to my younger self and to no other."

"That makes sense," I murmured as I pushed myself up into a sitting position.

I reached for my pants and took a brief moment to struggle back into them. I was still shaky, so it took a little more effort then normal. I licked my lips and then moved to tuck myself against Eldar Kain's kneeling form briefly and I nuzzled at his chin. He let out a contented purr as he returned the nuzzling gesture. I suddenly felt nervous again, but then I knew what was coming. He nipped my ear lightly in a gentle reprimand.

"Stop fretting," he said softly. "I nor my younger self will cause you harm in my doing this. My younger self will sense that the barriers on your mind are made by my own power."

"I... just don't like the thought of my head being messed with," I muttered against his neck.

"Who does?" he responded with a chuckle. "Do you trust me?"

I tucked myself as close as I could against him and bared my throat to him once more in the same movement.

"Yes," I said with a faint murmur. "My Emperor."

"Little Empress," he responded with a dark chuckle.

I pulled my head back with a surprised blink at the unexpected title he'd given me. His talon touched my forehead a moment later and my mind went blank. The last thing I heard was his voice as he purred in my ear.

"Sleep now my Katrina."

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