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If not for those memories&
How could they possibly be his own? Another life? It was not possible. He was just
Mikon, just&
He arched, a cry escaping his lips as a second finger pierced him, working deep.
They scissored within his channel, widening him, and Mikon panted, staring into those
eyes that watched with such potent intensity, as though he and only he were the most
important thing in the world.
It was terrifying to be the object of such focus.
 No! he choked out as a third finger entered, the stretch and burn making him
squeeze his eyes shut for long moments. The movement within him was too much, too
overwhelming, and when he felt them curl within him, he was not prepared for the jolt
of pure pleasure that swept his body, taking away all rational thought.
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A startled yelp escaped before he could clench his teeth on the sound and Janizar
laughed, low and deep.
 I will have you, beloved, take you to the heights and make you scream my name.
You will join with me and we will have no more of this resistance, this disobedience.
Your thoughts will be mine once more. He shifted, spreading Mikon s legs wider.
Mikon glanced down, fear stealing his breath as he saw the size of the shaft that
arched proud and hard, weeping in its need.
His lips opened to plead, but Janizar simply possessed his mouth once more, even
as he put a hand beneath Mikon s hips to lift him into place.
That part of Mikon that knew all this, wanted all this, screamed in pleasure at the
taking.
Janizar drank the scream from his lips as that shaft slid in, stretching the entrance
before the head worked its way past the defensive muscle.
Mikon felt tears start to his eyes, shock making him clutch at the body blanketing
his. Never had he allowed another to do this. Always had he been the one to take, never
to give in such a fashion as this.
To give this last bit of innocence to this being he choked on his indrawn breath,
almost a sob. The other voice was chanting Janizar s name, pure joy in the sound.
Janizar held him firm, hands sliding under his back and curling up over his
shoulders to draw Mikon further upon his impalement.
It was not brutal, but it was inexorable, unstoppable, as though a force of nature.
Mikon could no longer think, could not even force his own thoughts to the
forefront. The rest of him relished this, remembered it, sought to relive it. It had
endured this many times before, some memory of that at least seemed clear. Time and
again, each rebirth, each time a new claiming, a new possession.
This was no different, though Mikon s thoughts screamed denial.
The shaft pushed deeper, Mikon s body pulsing helplessly around the invader. The
deeper the shaft went, the more it seemed that his thoughts were being overcome by
whatever part of him remembered. It became a hazy, surreal dream with only the pain
anchoring him to any concept of reality.
At last he was pierced to the limits of his endurance and Janizar stopped, lightly
kissing his neck and whispering soft endearments into Mikon s ear. Mikon shuddered
in response, his body lighting on fire as the first thrusts began, slow and gentle, a mere
tilting of those powerful hips.
Silver eyes watched every nuance of Mikon s reaction, satisfaction warming their
depths as it became clear how very helpless he was, unable to resist the feelings
beginning to pulse through his core.
The thrusts deepened, hard hands pulling on Mikon s shoulders, drawing him into
each movement, impaling him ever more deeply upon that massive shaft.
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He could not prevent himself from crying out softly at each piercing, moaning at
each withdrawal that left him empty in some manner he could not understand.
The heat within him began to rise and he arched into Janizar, staring up at him in
bewilderment.
 You begin to remember, my love. Think. How we used to be, together as one,
unbreakable. You were mine and you will be mine once more. Remember& 
Flashes of thoughts pulsed through Mikon and he lost all sense of time and place.
Brief glimpses of faces, surroundings, myriad sensations and emotions& Yet always
with Janizar, always subservient, always submitting.
Completely enslaved by a master too powerful to resist&
 Master, he whispered, then bit his tongue, horrified. Where had that come from?
 Beloved. Janizar s hips began to snap ever harder, his eyes blazing.  Give
yourself to me. Mine, forever mine.
The force of the thrusts struck that spot within Mikon repeatedly and he writhed
helplessly, gaze fixed upon the face of the god above. His god, his master, his love&
Orgasm came upon him with such force that he almost blacked out, shocked at the
immensity of it, helpless in its throes.
 Janizar! he screamed, and his god drank the name from his lips, triumph in every
line of him, held him in an unbreakable grip as he hammered his hips with harsh force
into the quiescent, trembling body beneath him, finally letting out a hoarse cry of
completion as he forced his seed deep within his beloved.
They collapsed together, breathing harshly, Janizar refusing to relinquish the
pleasure of being deep within Mikon s body. After some time, Janizar smoothed the
hair from Mikon s face with slow, possessive fingers, a lambent satisfaction evident in
his expression. He stared down into dazed hazel eyes, then leaned forward, laying a
gentle kiss upon a sweat-stained forehead.
 Welcome home, my beautiful one.
Mikon stared at him, lost, then closed his eyes, content to fall asleep within those
enveloping arms.
* * * * *
I send blessings to you, great Anin! Praise your workings, your strength! I am shaking with
all I feel. You have returned him at long last. Janizar possessed me, so I have lost much of what
has occurred, but all I need know is that Kei is back, that our god has woken to himself at last
and already we prepare for departure. I am weeping from the strength of my relief. At long last,
we will return home. My people are wild with joy, celebrations lasting long into the night. At
dawn, we shall break camp for the first time in so long. We shall reenter our ship, something we [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]