Chapter 25

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

The visiting royal and his human mate said very loud and casual goodbyes when their time with the competitors was up, leaving them to return to the spectacle of the games and the festivities of the city on this rest day while Dorrin and Ziana were taken back to their bungalow. They rested for a short while, taking a nap after devouring a snack.

As they lay in bed, Dorrin informed her that this was normal after receiving pigment as the body pulled more resources than usual as it adjusted.

"It will be brief. We both have our main series of runes already. This slight addition will only affect us for a short while."

"Hang on. You said main runes."

"I did."

"So, I assume that means there are other kinds too."

"There are."

"Why didn't anyone tell me this?"

Dorrin took her face in his hands and kissed her forehead gently. "Because, my dear, you are a replacement and not deemed to require any. But yes, there are additional runes which add strength to limbs, speed and agility, and can sharpen one's vision or hearing. Of course, as with all of them, the end results vary wildly from person to person, but that is the gist."

Ziana leaned into his comforting mass a moment, feeling the delicious heat of his body with newly sensitive skin, thanks to her boosted runes.

This isn't so bad, she mused. I could get used to this .

As if his body could hear her thoughts, Dorrin's cock stirred, pressing against her with rapidly swelling hardness. She felt herself grow wet in an instant, each of their hands roaming across one another's bodies as they savored the new sensations.

Heydar had said this might happen. That the two of them receiving the new pigment from the same very strong batch could link their bodies as the pigment was a living organism and not some inert ink. It was as if a small portion of the same life force had been transplanted into each of them, separate, yet still connected. It wasn't an Infala bond, though. That, according to Darla's near giddy description, was unlike anything you could imagine until you experienced it.

But even so, this additional connection was quite delightful.

They had each other's clothes off in a flash, the quick-release seams proving very helpful in this instance as they took one another with a burning lust that surprised them both.

Dorrin latched onto her neck, kissing his way to her straining breasts, her nipples jutting out, her back arched aching for his touch. But he was being a saucy tease, kissing her flanks, the underside of her breasts, his breath hot and arousing, raising goose flesh as she writhed in delight.

"Fuck!" she gasped as he took her nipple in his hot mouth, sucking gently at first, gauging her sensitivity, then increasing pressure when he saw she wanted more. "Yessss," she groaned, his mouth on her nipple while his fingers parted her folds and slid into her dripping hole.

Her body bucked, as his fingertips pressed against her G-spot, gliding over the rough patch of sensitive nerves, rippling his digits against it in a way no lover had ever done to her before. It was as though he was coaxing the climax out of her, beckoning her to come. And if he kept it up, she'd gladly oblige, and quickly at that.

Cool air hit her nipple, his mouth pulling away and heading south until it latched onto her clit, his tongue working her with such fervor it almost seemed as though he was a starving man, and this was his final meal. The sensations were overwhelming, a burst of bright static joy radiating from Ziana's clit through her belly and out to her limbs. She threw her head back and cried out as she came, not holding back. It was a soundproof lodging, sure, but in the moment she wouldn't have cared if they were in the open air, so intense was the feeling.

Her pussy clenched hard on his fingers, nearly forcing him out as one orgasm flowed into another, a chain of linked bliss churning her insides into a blaze of ecstasy.

"You," she gasped, grabbing him by the face and pulling him up for a wet kiss, tasting her juices on him as their tongues met.

Ziana moved fast, shoving him hard onto his back, her new runes providing her an unexpected surge of strength that surprised both of them. Apparently, a few great orgasms had helped lock in her new pigment just fine.

"My turn," she said with a hungry grin, kissing his chest, his belly, moving until his cock was right against her lips.

Dorrin lay back and smiled as he watched her lick him from base to tip, the pressure of her tongue on the underside of his cock forcing a rivulet of pre-cum out, glistening on his head before she greedily wrapped her mouth around it, not wanting to lose one drop. His salty, sexy taste was divine. Unlike any man she'd been with, she found herself wanting more.

She cupped his balls with one hand, the other gently squeezing the base of his long, girthy shaft while she worked her mouth over the head, her tongue swirling against the sensitive glans, his whole length rock hard and pulsing from her touch.

Without warning Ziana pressed her head forward, taking him as deep in her throat as she could. It had always just been a party trick, not something she'd ever used with a lover, but now? Now she wanted to feel his hot cock all the way in.

"Oh my God," he gasped, forcing his hips not to buck from the sensation, but only barely succeeding.

She felt his balls pull closer to his body, every inch of him tensing, his climax undeniably on its way. Ziana wanted every bit of it, working him in her mouth as she bobbed on his cock like a starving wild woman.

"I–I—" he gasped at a loss for words as he exploded in her mouth, a hot gush of jism coating her tongue, their shared pigment somehow flowing through his cock's energy and into her as she swallowed it all, taking his power and making it her own.

Ziana ran her hand up his shaft, coaxing out the last drops and lapping them up, then slid up his body, nestling into his chest. Dorrin pulled her higher, kissing her firmly, tasting his own cum on her as he held her close in his arms.

"You are amazing," he said with an utterly contented sigh. "I never expected…"

"Me either. Not a bad surprise."

"An understatement if ever there has been one."

They lay like that a short while, coming down from their orgasmic bliss. Finally, it was Dorrin who roused them from their bed.

"Your runes are clearly reacting well," he said. "We should run some exercises and put them to the test."

Ziana smacked his gloriously chiseled ass as he rose, eliciting a surprised smile so sexy her heart threatened to melt at the sight of it. "For you? Anything."

They had a quick rinse in the shower, somehow managing to refrain from another quickie, then dressed and headed out to the training area. The other teams were there, practicing all manner of skills. With the reduced numbers of competitors the area no longer had that crowded, bustling feel to it. Ziana also noted that the elites were no longer bound together. Several other commoner teams were likewise untethered.

Dorrin saw her stare. "They will unbind us soon, do not worry. So long as we perform well, they cannot deny us. It would upset the betting pools."

"Always about gambling."

"It is to our advantage. We are popular for now. It is the one thing keeping us from facing retaliation. But that is not to be worried about, at least not now. Now it is time to see what you can do. Shall we?" he asked.

A little flutter of nervous excitement welled up inside her. "We shall."

Dorrin started slow, easing her into things, first with familiar agility and speed tests, working his way up to strength and power practice. In all of them Ziana was performing much better than before.

"Do not go to your full ability," he cautioned when he noted Flagro and Galla eyeing them from afar. "Test yourself, but be careful when they are near. We have an element of surprise, and we would be wise to preserve it."

"Copy that."

"Copy? What does that mean?"

Ziana shrugged. "Just something I heard around. Radio talk back on Earth. It means I hear you loud and clear."

"I'm right beside you. Of course you hear me clearly."

She rolled her eyes. "Ugh. Just go with it, okay?"

"As you wish."

They carried on like that for the rest of the day, and by the time they wrapped things up for dinner, eating heartily before taking a pre-slumber walk to help them digest, it was clear that Ziana's body was very happy with the new pigment connecting her to all of her new runes properly for the first time. It was such a dramatic shift that she even wondered if they might have won a few other events if the Chancellor hadn't cheated by shortchanging her from the start.

"It doesn't matter. We look forward and focus our energies there," Dorrin told her. "You are a formidable woman even without the runes. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

"Aww, thanks, Dorrin."

"I mean it. I have never met a woman quite like you, Ziana, and while I was reluctant at first, I must admit, I am ashamed of my earlier behavior and hope you can forgive me."

"Of course I do."

"Thank you. You've opened my eyes, and seeing you excel has made me reassess my biases."

"That, and the sex is incredibly hot," she added, cupping his crotch casually as she moved past him in such a way no one could see.

She grinned. Watching him blush as his trousers tightened considerably was a lot of fun.

"Speaking of which, I can think of a far more entertaining way to work off dinner than walking."

"Oh?" he replied, his cock pulsing, barely constrained by the fabric.

"Oh, yeah. What do you say? Shall we?"

He smiled bright with such an intensely sexy gaze that she damn near felt weak at the knees at the thought of just what he was going to do to her. "Indeed, we shall."