Through the Looking Glass (27 page)

Chapter 26

Two weeks later she was feeling like a new woman. Her flogging wounds were healing nicely and she had been free from any fever for over a week now. She was going stir crazy sitting in the same room day after day but Loki and Jakar would not allow her to leave the bed for any length of time. She had been bored out of her mind by the third day
and had voiced her opinion every time he came into the room. She understood her husband couldn’t sit with all day long but dang, she needed something to do.

The morning of the fourth day, Jakar had come into the room in the company of a girl who had to be in her late teens.

“Good morning, my love.” He came to the bed and placed a hard kiss on her lips. “This Sasha. She is going to be with you when I cannot.”

“I don’t need a babysitter!” she snapped at him.

“You wound me, my heart.” He tried to hide his smile at the same time he placed a hand over his heart. “She is not a babysitter. Sasha volunteered to come and sit with you so you wouldn’t be alone all the time.” He pulled the girl forward and stood behind her as they both looked at Isobel.

“Oh, yes my lady! It would be an honor to sit with you. People say I am a chatter box and I can show you how to do some stitching if you would like. My lord said you were in the process of learning.” Sasha’s eyes lit up with excitement which was contagious for Isobel.

Her sour attitude dissolved and a smile spread across her face. “I would like that very much.”

“Good! It’s settled then. I have to go see to the rebuilding of some of the cottages that burned.
I’ll be back before supper.” He kissed her again and left the room in a whirlwind.

“How can he have so much energy?” Isobel said out loud.

“He has been that way since you woke up. I know I don’t know him very well, but before you woke up he was so unhappy and snapped at everyone. Now it’s like he is walking on air. He always has a smile on his face. The people who live here in the castle are happy to have a new lord. Just in the amount of time that he has been here things have improved so much. I even have a room of my own.” Sasha sat in the chair Jakar usually occupied.

“You didn’t have a room before?”

“No, my lady. I slept in one of the broom closets off the kitchen. The former lord was a very cruel man and didn’t like to give his people anything, not even a bed to sleep in. But now I got the most beautiful room! Maybe when you are feeling better you can come see it!”

“I would love too.” She instantly liked Sasha. She was bubbly and full of life.
How anyone could treat her cruelly was beyond comprehension.

The rest of the day and the following days Sasha spent every minute with her. They had become fast friends and were soon telling each other secrets or sharing stories from their lives. Isobel learned that Sasha had been orphaned at eight years old when her father, one of Tuloch’s soldiers, had died in a battle and her mother
had killed herself shortly afterwards, leaving behind a daughter to fend for herself. One of the kitchen staff had found her one day out back of the kitchen in the rain. She was brought inside and given food and a place to sleep.

Sasha managed to survive another ten years in the confines of the Tuloch’s home. Lucky for her she had never caught the man’s attention and
escaped becoming one of his numerous whores. Anything now was a big improvement.

The days ticked by quickly as she healed and became stronger by the day. She had even convinced Jakar to carry her to Sasha’s room. He asked her why she wanted to that and she explained how excited Sasha had been with the room he had given her.

Every day ever since that day Jakar would come to her room and carry her to where ever she wanted to go for a short while. She and Sasha had even shared a sort of picnic near the place where Jakar and several of other men were working on one of the cottages whose roof had been burned.

Tuloch’s
people, or rather she should say, Jakar’s new people, milled around working intensely but enthusiastically. They were enjoying life under a new ruler. Many of the women had even come to say “Hello” to her as she was sitting outside or would bring her small gifts to show appreciation for all that was being done for them.

She felt a surge of pride in her as she watched her hus
band work alongside the people or join in with their laughter. Several times she witnessed some of the men slap him on the back as they walked off. She would never get tired of watching him as his muscles rippled with every move he made. His biceps would bulge and strain as he lifted something high over his head causing a surge of pleasure to whip through her.

It felt like it had been forever since he had made love to her. It was going on four weeks now and he still wouldn’t consent. She had pleaded with him just last night to convince him she was healed enough to have sex with her husband. She suggested different positions so that she wouldn’t have to lie on her back but still
he said no.

She had a plan now
on how to seduce him and she planned on acting it out tonight as he slept. It would be the only way she would be able to get him to make love to her.

“What are you day dreaming about, Isobel?” the said voice jolted her out of her thoughts and back to reality.

She smiled up at him as he stood over her drinking greedily from the water container. "Oh, nothing much,” she teased and batted her eyes innocently.

“You lie, wife. I know that look when I see it. You are up to something.”

“Me? Never!” she laughed
.

Jakar laughed heartily along with her then replied, “Yes, you. I never know what’s going on in that brain of yours.” He bent down a
nd kissed her on the cheek. “Got to get back to work. Let me know when you want to go inside.”

“Ok, I will.”

******

Jakar came slowly awake at the feel of someone stroking his cock. At first he had thought it was a dream, but when he had felt warm lips wrap around the tip, his eyes shot open.

“Isobel, what are you doing?” He looked down his naked body to find his wife sucking on his hard cock.

She let go of the head with a slight pop and smiled seductively up at him. “What does it look like I am doing?” She went back
to pleasuring her husband.

God that felt so good! “You shouldn’t be doing that. You are not healed enough.” He tried to convince her as
he tried to convince himself. If she kept up much longer he would explode right there in her mouth!

“My backside is healing fine and there is nothing wrong with my pussy!” She ran her tongue across the tip then down the shaft. Her fre
e hand rolled his balls around and elicited a deep moan from him.

“Seriously Isobel…”
he was struggling to keep control of his body but it was a losing battle. He could feel the beginning of an orgasm as his cock grew harder and his balls drew up. Isobel must have sensed he was close to coming because she sucked harder and took him into her mouth faster. “Is…Isobel…” he was done. He couldn’t fight it any longer. His beautiful wife was sucking him off, so he was going to give her what she wanted.

His orgasm hit him like
a cannon ball to the stomach. He roared out his released as his hands clenched and pulled at the sheet as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over him. His cock spurted in Isobel’s mouth over and over again until he was spent. He felt her throat squeeze as she swallowed his seed as quickly as he gave it to her. When the last of his seed was spilled she let go of his cock and smiled at him. His chest was heaving as he slowly came down off his high.

“I… I should… I should beat you!” he said br
eathlessly. He knew what she wanted to do. What she had been begging him for the last few nights. He had been afraid he would hurt her but now he had to have her. He needed to sink his cock into her wet, warm channel. He wanted to feel her squeezing his cock with her muscles as she came around him.

“Promise,” she replied with a wicked grin.

He surprised her when he pulled her forward to lie on his chest. His mouth clamped over hers to kiss her hungrily. He needed to taste her. His tongue didn’t wait to be invited into her mouth. It forced its way in and sighed at the feeling. She must have been eating something sweet before he came to bed because she tasted like pure heaven. Reluctantly, he pulled his mouth away to tell her,

“Can you kneel over my face and hang on to the headboard?” He got to taste her mouth, now he wanted to taste her sweet honey.

He helped her move up the bed and straddle his face. He made sure not to grab hold of her butt or lower back where the whipping had left its marks. He brought his hand up to caress the soft curls and outer lips of her core before he spread them wide enough to see the honey he was seeking.

His tongue flicked the small pink button thre
e times before he gave her slit a long slow lick, ending at her clit. He heard her gasp when he sucked the little button into his mouth and suckled it gently. His fingers sought out her honey hole and found it running over with its precious treasure. Above him, Isobel moved in tiny thrusts as he sucked hard on her clit.

Her breathing had become rapid and he could feel her inner thighs begin to tremble. It wasn’t going to take
long to get her to come. First one finger slipped into her channel then two. Each new addition stretched her, preparing her for his cock. When he inserted a third finger it sent her over the edge. Her core gushed as it clamped down on his fingers, trying to milk them as if it was his cock in her instead.

Her screams echoed in the room with each wave of pleasure. He continued to suck and flick her precio
us pearl until he felt her muscles begin to relax. He wasn’t about to leave behind any of her honey, so he made sure to run his tongue over her hole and lips several more times before he slipped out from underneath her.

“I need to fuck you,”
he said as he guided her away from the headboard. He flopped back down onto his back and pulled her into a sitting position on top of him. His cock was rock hard again and pressing against her slick folds.

“Fuck me, Jakar! I need you inside me!”

Without another word he lifted her up so she could guide his cock into her. She had hold of him and rubbed it several times through her folds before she positioned it at her entrance. That was his cue to lower her down and impale her on his cock. She sucked in air and held her breath as he sunk all the way into her to reach her womb. He didn’t move until she gave the sign she was ready for him to move. She raised up on her knees to allow his thick pole to slide almost all the way out then she slammed back down.

“Isobel! You feel so good!” he said through gritted teeth as he helped her to move up and down. Faster and faster she wanted to go but he held her back so she didn’t hurt herself and to stretch out the pleas
ure that was building. Her channel was soaked again as his cock slid through the honey he had tasted not minutes ago. Finally, he let her go at her own pace. His hands found the breasts they had been longing to touch and squeeze. He molded them with his hands and pinched both nipples at the same time, provoking a moan from her. Her tempo was steady and unyielding. Closer she brought him to his peak. He could feel her muscles begin their trembling right before they would clamp down and milk him for his seed. He wanted to come at the same time as her so he held off his climax until the exact moment hers hit. They yelled out in unison as they climaxed together. He pumped his seed into her womb until he had nothing left. She was still coming around him as he sat up and latched onto on pointy nipple that begged to be sucked. He bit down lightly and sent her off into another orgasm, this one more intense than the last.