Healer's Touch Ch. 12

"Calm down, Charles." he soothed trying to give Kat a bit of head start. If he wasn't missing his guess, Charles was angry enough to bend his chosen over his knee and paddle her ass.

"I'm going to paddle her ass!" he growled as he shoved past the king, confirming his suspicions.

"Charles," his mother came up to him and grabbed his arm. "You will do no such thing! Your chosen is perfect for you. Don't go tampering with things that you will later regret."

"I'm not going to tamper with anything. But I can guarantee the next time she thinks of locking me in the stable, she'll think twice." He shrugged off her protesting hand and strode out of the hall.

"Oh, I do hope he cools down before he finds her," Arianna said to the king.

"You and I both. But I have feeling that until they join they are going to be like two wolves snapping at each other."

"Really? How...exciting." She finally said.

"Well, it's to be expected, Arianna. The mezclar does wear on the couple's nerves. Makes them both edgy."

"How?" Arianna asked after a moment.

"Well, no one know quite why..." he started.

"NO! I didn't think that there would be a mezclar between them. She is an Earthling. And he's a Vindexicis warrior who refuses to accept his power.

"The mezclar works in mysterious ways, Arianna. Those two are destined to be together as the ruling couple of Areseric. They just have to work out their differences."

There was a loud crash that came from the top of the stairs.

"If they don't kill each other first," the king added.

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Gracie watched as Philip sat down next to her. Suddenly - in front of them - a communications orb appeared. She drew a quick breath as she recognized the man in the orb.

"Aric!" she gasped. Immediately she wrapped her arms around her stomach, protecting her unborn children.

"Philip, I see you have the Princess. Surprised to see me, Princess?" he asked in a mocking voice.

"I can't believe you are so foolish. You've been warned what will happen if you set foot on Venusian soil. Do you really want to test my goodwill?" She asked harshly.

"Do I look like am worried about your goodwill, Gracie? I have an new set of allies that will do my biding. Take Philip there, he wants to be restored to his throne so badly that he'll trade even you for it. Even despite the fact that I was the one that had his family disgraced and the throne taken from them. He is willing to deal with the devil as the earth people say, to get what he wants. And there's my lovely wife, Elena. She just let me ass fuck her to get a ring on her finger." He pulled a blond woman into view. "So as you see, I have ways of getting what I want." He then turned back to Philip. "Keep your eyes on this little baggage, Philip. She's much more devious than you give her credit for. I'll be landing on Venus soon." The orb blinked out.

"I never thought he would marry." Philip said as he stood up. "Come Princess, it is time to move again. Your husband grows close once more.

* * * * *

Kat sat huddled in the corner as she listened to Charlie yell outside her bedroom door. This time she had been smart. Instead of going to her room, she hid in his. He wouldn't suspect that she would use his own room for sanctuary. The old adage about hiding in plain sight was correct this time. She grinned as she thought of the picture he made standing outside her door yelling. Her grin quickly fled when she heard him quit yelling. A moment later she heard a loud crash. She winced as she thought about the wreckage that he had just caused to her door. Those muscles of his were for more than show.

"KATRINA!" She could hear his bellow as if he were standing right next to her. She decided then that sitting in his room was not a good thing. He would eventually make his way back here. She glanced around quickly and saw that one of his windows were open. A smile crossed her face. He would never know that she exited that way. He would believe that only a crazy woman would attempt to climb out a window on the fourth story of his castle. He didn't realize that she was also an experienced rock climber. Walking on a twelve inch ledge facing would be nothing for her. It was much wider than the six inch beam that she had to walk when she took gymnastics as a child.

She hoisted herself up on the ledge and had just stepped out onto the ledge when his bedroom door flung open. She quickly stepped out of his sight and peaked as he stormed into his room. He threw open his wardrobe and yanked out a clean tunic and jeans. She noticed that his clothing was covered with bits of hay and dirt. Evidently he had used the same exit as she had. How on Earth had he managed to fit his wide shoulders through that small opening?

Her mouth went dry as she watched him shed first his shirt and then kick of his muddy boots. She stared hungrily at his well-muscled chest. She had never been attracted to muscular men before but he made her wonder what she had been missing. She had seen his chest several times while they had been on their journey but she still couldn't help salivating each time she saw it. It was obvious that even though he was the King of Areseric, he didn't sit in endless meetings. He was very fit. He did more than rule and his body was a testament to that.

She noticed that even with his dark auburn hair, he didn't have the pale skin of a true red head. His skin was a deep bronze with just a light covering of hair that was just a shade darker than the hair on his head. She leaned closer to the window, wanting to get a much better look as he reached for the snap on his jeans. She longed to see if he was endowed as she had dreamed.

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Charlie mumbled to himself as he took his dirty shirt off. He fingered the small tear at the shoulder. Another thing he was going to take out of Kat's ass. She caused him to tear his favorite shirt. It had been an extremely tight fit but he had managed to follow Kat's escape route. This was after he realized the little witch had barred the stable doors from the outside. If he hadn't been so angry with her, he would have found amusement in her antics. It was hard to believe that he had been bested by a petite woman that barely came up past his navel. Standing six foot eight, her five foot two frame was dwarfed by him. He could only imagine what it was going to feel like when they actually made love for the first time. He would have to be damn careful not to crush her slight body with his.

Predictably his body hardened at the thought of claiming her body. Kicking his boots off, he reached for the snap on his jeans. Then he paused. It felt like someone was watching him! His head slowly raised. An immediate scan of the area didn't show anyone lurking in his private quarters. No one had any reason to be in his chambers at this time of the evening. The maids had already freshened his linen and straightened his room. Not that he was a very untidy person. He scowled and chalked it up to his over active imagination.

But as he unfastened his pants, he couldn't shake the idea that someone was spying on him. He turned towards his dresser to pull out clean undergarments when he caught the glimmer of something in the mirror. He spun around and still he saw nothing. He scratched his head.

* * * * *

Kat leaned back against the wall and tried to still her pounding heart. Damn that was close! He had nearly caught her. If she was smart she would wait until he left his room before walking down the narrow ledge to her own room. But as she listened to him shuffle around in his room, her desire to peek overcame her once again. She cautiously edged closer to the open window.

* * * * *

Charles stared intently at the mirror as he slowly unzipped his pants. In it's reflective surface he could see his open bedroom window. Even during the cold season in Areseric he still kept one window open. He had a feeling who ever was watching him was out on the ledge that ran the length of the castle. He had a good idea of who it was too. His cock seemed to know too, he mused as the head of his erection pushed above the waistband of his underwear.

He didn't have long to wait. Only a few minutes had passed when he saw two brown eyes peek around the edge of his bedroom window. He was tempted to walk over and yank her off the ledge and give her a sound paddling. But even as he thought about it, he discarded that idea for a more devious one. He kicked his pants off, for once not caring where they landed. He walked over to the chest that sat at the end of his bed. It's top was padded and doubled as a bench. As he sprawled on it he could still see Kat peeking through the window. Which meant that she could see him from her position.

And he decided to give her an eyeful and torment her at the same time. As he stared in the mirror, he slowly ran his hand over the bulge in his underwear before his hand met bare skin at the top of his briefs. He soothed his thumb over the head, smearing the drop of 'need' into the head of his cock. He heard a quick intake of breath and smiled slightly. There was more than one way to punish his errant chosen.

* * * * *

Kat slapped her hand over her mouth as she realized that she had nearly moaned aloud. That was all she needed to do. It would be a dead give away to her location. She swallowed roughly as he slowly caressed himself. She couldn't believe that she was actually watching her chosen masturbate. Usually he looked and acted like the typical 'macho Earthman'. The type that wouldn't be caught dead jerking off. Especially when he could have his choice of women to slake his every desire.

She nearly groaned aloud when he jerked his briefs down to expose his erection. Her dream hadn't lied! She licked her lips as she watched his cock hover over his washboard stomach. When he grasped it at the base and slowly ran his hand up the length of it, she felt her nipples harden even more. And it had nothing to do with the cool breeze that was whipping around her.

* * * * *

Charlie groaned softly as he stroked his cock. He could see Kat's eyes devouring every move that he made. He couldn't believe that he was actually pleasing himself when his chosen was but a few meters away from him. If it had been Deanna, he would have simply tossed her on the bed and fucked the hell out of her.

For the life of him, he couldn't give himself an honest reason why he was torturing them both this way. Other than the fact that he had promised himself that he wasn't going to consummate their union until they were wed.

As he watched her watching him, flashes of their shared dream came back to him. His fist flew faster as he imagined her kneeling between his legs and sucking him deep in her mouth. His fist became her mouth and he groaned loudly as his cock leaked more juice, lubricating him so his hand slipped even faster.

This time, though, while she sucked him, he lifted her up so her ass was in his face. He imagined burying his face in her fragrant folds. Damn he wanted that! His chest began to heave as his excitement built. He wished that he could be like Rand and send his thoughts to Kat, he thought as he tried to slow down his flying fist.

* * * * *

Kat gasped as a picture filled her head. Charlie was still sitting on chest but this time, she was draped over him, her mouth busily sucking his cock while he had his face buried in her pussy! This time the moan escaped involuntarily. And she couldn't help but press her hand against her trembling stomach. She knew it wouldn't take much more for her to lose what little self-control she had and start masturbating with him.

"Ah, suck that cock, Kat, while I eat your pussy..."

His voice jerked Kat out of her thoughts and sent hot desire flooding her system. And she snapped! A low moan worked free as she shoved her hand down the front of her jeans after unsnapping them. This was crazy and it was dangerous but her traitorous body didn't give a shit! She wanted to come and come now!

* * * * *

Charlie didn't know what possessed him to start speaking to Kat but he was glad he had when he heard her soft moan and rasp of her zipper being lowered. Hot damn, he thought, she's gonna play with her pussy for him! He kept his eyes focused on the mirror. Now he could see more of her body as she stepped further into the window opening to get a better look, he assumed. He growled as he saw that her hand was indeed buried up to her wrist in her pants. His eyes narrowed as he saw her reach up with her free hand and tweak one of her nipples.

"Aw hell, yes!" he groaned imagining her rubbing her hard nipples against his stomach. In his fantasy, he reached down and took both of her nipples between his fingers and rubbed them. He was rewarded with her throaty moan. His cock impossibly grew another inch as the vibrations raked across his sensitive skin. He grabbed her by the waist and spun her around so she was straddling him - her wet, inviting pussy was exposed to his throbbing cock. He stared into her chocolate eyes before slowing surging into her waiting depths.

* * * * *

Kat nearly screamed as her body trembled on the edge of the most amazing climax of her life. She knew that realistically she was standing on the ledge outside of his room but her body swore that she was impaled on his hard cock. She could feel the calloused hands holding her hips and slowly rocking her on him. She could feel her nipples rubbing against his abs as he slowly drove them both insane with lust.

"Yes! Ride that cock!" he groaned as he moved her faster on him.

She stared helplessly at the mirror as she watched him stroke his cock in time with the imagined thrusts that she was making.

"Get out of my head!" she moaned softly as she continued to strain towards her orgasm, her fingers shoved deep inside of her pussy while her thumb toyed with her clit.

* * * * *

"Come here!" Charlie ordered her from where he was, his fist now flying up and down his close to exploding cock. He knew that it was dangerous for her to be out on that ledge when they came. But was it any safer for her to be in here with him, he thought in a fog? He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't try to make his fantasy real. He was skating a fine line and he knew it.

* * * * *

Kat crept closer to the window when she heard his barked order. It was obvious that he knew she was perched outside of his window. She wanted desperately to go in and climb onto his rampant cock but knew that it would be disastrous for her.

Suddenly he stood straight up while continuing to stroke himself. What in the hell was he....and another image slammed into her overheated brain. Of him standing with her cradled in his arms while he was still hammering into her. The blast of sexual need that ripped through her should have flung her off her perch, she thought as her body reached the boiling point.

"This is how we bond, Kitty-kat! You're mine!" he groaned as his eyes closed for the first time since he had started this little adventure. Kat moaned loudly as she watched his cock swell even larger in his fist just before the first spurt of seed flew out of the end of it.

"Charlie!" she gasped as she clung to the edge of the window before her body exploded around her thrusting fingers and against her rubbing thumb.

She watched as he continued to spew all over his flying fist and the beautiful rug that graced his floor. As she came back down from her high, she realized that he was no longer making any pretense of not knowing she was standing outside of his window. When he slowly straightened, she squeaked. She couldn't help but watch intently as he walked towards her, comfortable despite that fact that he was naked in front of her.

Just before he reached her, she realized that he was going to pull her into the room with him. That knowledge quickly broke through the hold he had on her senses. She backed up rapidly, stepping out of his reach.

"Katrina!" he surged through the window, thinking that she had fallen off the ledge. He looked down at the ground expecting to see her body on the ground below. Instead he saw her racing down the length of the ledge before she used one of the gargoyles as a vault and flipped in midair to catch one of the poles that held his banner and flip herself up and over onto the roof of the castle.

He quickly jerked his head back in the window. If anyone would have told him that Kat was capable of such a feat he would have laughed. Where the hell had she learned how to do that! That final report from Earth couldn't get here soon enough. And then he and Kat were going to have one 'helluva' drag down, knock out fight. One fight that he intended on winning. She was going to realize that her spot was at his side and she was going to stop placing herself in danger!

* * * * *

"Captain have we established orbit yet?" Aric asked the startled man. The captain had not expected any passenger to be on the flight deck with him.

"Sir, you need to be in your seat. We will be landing soon," he protested.

"Well, lets talk about that shall we?" Aric said in pleasant voice. Within moments the captain was under Aric's hypnotic spell and doing everything he asked. Within minutes - an automated voice announced that the third and fourth trash chutes were dumping. Unbeknownst to the captain, among the garbage, were several aerosol cans of a certain spore. The cans had timers so that when they entered the Venusian atmosphere they would release their contents into the skies and down upon the unsuspecting populace below.