What happens in fiction can be indulgent and fun. Even darker tales can explore untenable situations and be satisfying, cathartic, or cause introspection.
In real life, the legal age of 18 and informed consent between all parties is absolutely required. In my stories, all those engaging in sex scenes are 18 or above.
Moving on.
For what it's worth, there is both Hueztica and Huezteca; the first is a family surname and the second the name of the state where they reside. In my mind, I hear Hueztica spoken as "WHO ehz TEE kah," and Huezteca as "WHO ehz TAY kah." The language they both speak, Huestecan is "WHO ess TAY kawn." Similarly, Doyya rhymes with BOY-yah, and Chita is pronounced CHEEtah, like cheetah, the big cat. Acai, like the fruit, is spoken as "ahSIGH."
For those who find such things difficult to read about, there is a scene where two children are discovered to have been caned. Their injuries are soon cared for.
Status
Last chapter, having arrived in Nahua for a vacation for two weeks in Ocotépan, with a short planned visit to see Teela and maybe get Janetta to reconcile with her mother, Ranji's wife decides to join him, and once they were cross the border, they grew apprehensive as they saw the many homeless and hungry families, some huddled in groups around burning barrels for warmth against the winter night in Huezteca's capital, Uiyatiwitz. That leads to the discovery that the current ruler is dead, and his majordomo, Lord Xingli, has looted the treasury and vanished.
Izel, with Ranji's support, declares herself Regent. With a company of Eagle Warriors, Ranji's Air Security, and Lord Chiatl's bodyguards to help keep the peace and maintain control of the palace, Izel announces that the Protection Order is in effect throughout Ocotépan and all of Huezteca. The final scene was Supay, Minister of Imperial Security, threatening Izel that if she didn't retract the Protection Order, he would see her dead. The chapter ended, Izel, Ranji, Janetta, and Zinja relayed this information to the Empress, and her verbal support for Izel's actions, and their resolve to stand together, as a family, come what may.
Thanks to my past beta readers for lending a hand with catching errors and asking questions. Any inexplicable repetitions, continuity goofs, gaffs, typos, dropped words, usage errors, omissions, commissions, permissions, WTFs and OMGs are totally my fault.
Welcome back to the violent world of Starlight Gleaming. Enjoy!
Book 5 - Atlantis Rising
A Working Vacation Leads to Some Hard Truths
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Part 11 - Prickly Pear Juice and the Art of Farming
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"Come on, Ranji," Janetta complained. She was bent over the arm of a fancy couch, my hand in the middle of her back. She grunted as I entered her. "Are you sure this is what you want? Shouldn't we be helping Izel?"
A few strokes, and then I was deep inside her. She shuddered and moaned.
I paused to respond while enjoying her slick, velvet heat wrapped around my cock. "We have been helping her. And yes, this is what I want, Janetta. Your pussy is amazing. Always has been."
Pushing my erection harder, I felt her cleft yield part of another inch. More of her tight, soft flesh exquisitely wrapped itself around my length. Pulling back till only my tip remained inside, I reversed direction, reaching still deeper into her folds. I was close to giving her my full length. "This is supposed to be a quickie. Just need to get you a bit wetter is all."
She grunted as I pressed her onto the couch arm. "Do you think Izel would approve?" Realizing the absurdity of her question, she snorted. "What am I saying?"
"For your information, Janetta, Izel told me I needed to mount you as often as I have the opportunity. Treat you like you're a jaguar in heat. Jaguars, I'm told, fuck fifty or more times a day."
"You've been talking to Ixma again. And you've told me that before."
"She's a fountain of animal knowledge," I confirmed with a laugh. "Besides, it never hurts to review important facts. But you're right. It's not as if I needed more incentive to stretch and fill you up. You're the most beautiful woman in the world, and you're mine."
I pushed harder, feeling my balls slap against her clit, then pushed even harder. Janetta's butt cheeks rippled. We were both in our uniforms, but our trousers were down so that I could plunder her sweet notch, and what a sweet, blissful, pussy it was! It was just the two of us in the library, Zinja having been sent on a mission to find us food and drinks, hence the need for this to be a quickie. Though if things worked out, I'd happily do Zinja, too. It had been a while since I was this horny.
Normally, I would have been content with just hanging around Janetta and Zinja. But this was supposed to be our vacation, and the thought of Janetta's warm, snug pussy wetly loving my cock made me rampant, hence our current situation. And, it was fun to fuck my proud warrior in a random room in this palace we had never expected to visit, much less occupy like conquering heroes.
Janetta grunted again. "How many times have you done her today?"
"Only once." I gave her long strokes, smoothly moving in and out the full length of her tight sheath. Oh, bliss!
"Really? How about yesterday?"
"Mm, three times."
"Huh. Ooof! That woman loves getting your cock inside her."
"And you don't?" I gave her butt a slap and she jumped.
Her head turned, snarling at me from over her shoulder. "Watch it there!"
"
You
watch it! If you're talking, especially asking about how much attention I'm paying to my wife, you aren't paying attention to what I'm doing to you right now, and that makes it harder for you to come."
"It's not as exciting as I thought it would be," she grumbled.
"What's the problem?" I didn't slow down.
"It's embarrassing to get caught fucking," she complained.
"Excuses! Five other women have seen you and me going at it, and they've seen your juicy pussy dripping with my seed afterward. Even if someone found us, no one would do anything about it. Well, maybe gawk a little." I paused a heartbeat. I wanted to come inside her, but I needed her to enjoy this, too. "Would you feel more enthused if you were on top?"
"Maybe?"
"Done!" I said, pulling out of her. "Best remove your boots and trousers. I want you to be able to move how you need."
Kicking off my shoes, I removed my own trousers and underwear, tossing both onto the couch we'd been using, right next to our holstered pistols.
Janetta had stood up but hadn't moved.
I raised my eyebrows at her. "If you need the extra stimulation, I'm more than happy to use my mouth on your pussy, but you're the one who said we needed to be quick. I'm horny and want you, Janetta. Seven hells, I want to come inside your tight pussy in the worst way! I would prefer that you come at least once."
She still wasn't moving, so I scooped her up and carried her to the couch. Unbuckled her boots with their big brass clamps. Pop, pop! Pop, pop! Then I yanked off her trousers and underwear.
"Ranji..."
"Damn it, Janetta, I'm horny and I want you!!" I moved between her legs, running my fingers through her furred cleft. Because she still seemed pensive, I kept my attention on her face.
Switching to Nahuatl, I said, "What do you need, Janetta? I love you, my prickly pear! Seriously desire you. I need to feel your warm, wet pussy wrapped around my cock. More than that, I need to feel your body responding to mine, to hold you while your body's overcome with pleasure. What's it going to take?"
It was like some discovery crossed her face before she answered in the same language. "I guess that's what I was waiting for. I love you, Ranji, more than I ever believed I would ever love another. It was a nice surprise before, but I realize when you're inside me, just how much I want to hear you speak the language I grew up hearing. That you are handsome is sometimes enough to get me wet for you. I understand the passion and the love and the respect. This? It's another layer that shows you care to understand me. I know it pleases Izel." She fisted her hands in my hair and pulled me close. "Besides, I want some hot kisses before you finish ravaging my pussy."
"I'm always up for kissing you," I murmured with a grin, leaning closer.
Our mouths met. We shared a series of eager, needy kisses with some tongue, each one deepening as we went. As our tongues dueled, I pulled her up to remove the two clips holding her hair bun in place. Over the past year, Janetta's hair had grown a bit longer, which I loved. As her hands held my face, my fingers loosened her braid, roughly brushing out her lustrous, thick tresses.
She moaned into our kiss, her passion rising. Panting, she broke the kiss and bared her neck for me. I kissed along her jaw to her ear, nibbled down her neck, then up the other side, coming back to her lips again.
"Oh, Ranji," she breathed, then succumbed to a need for another needy kiss.
"My fierce warrior!" I murmured back.
I felt her trying to unbutton my shirt, so we broke apart again, laughed at each other, and she set to opening my buttons as I undid hers. Then she pushed my shirt off my shoulder. I leaned back to let the shirt fall off, then moved close again, moving her till she lay on the cushions, and I, on my knees and between her legs, leaned over her and made free with exploring her exquisite form.
"I love touching your chest," she husked, running her hands over me. "You're so big, so strong. Izel asked you to help the starving people of the city, and straight away, you charged in, leading your troops to find out what's what, and ended up taking over the gods-damned palace! Every time I looked at you, you were confident, tall, and in command of everything and everyone. Yes, Izel is Regent, but you put her in power, Ranji. I am so proud of you! You speak and warriors jump to do your bidding! It's so fucking hot!"
When I opened her bra, she smiled as my hands uncovered her mounds. Rolled and kneaded them as I kissed her again. Ran my thumbs over her nipples. Tweaked them until they became hard points. Her breathing deepened as her nails ran over my skin.
"You are so beautiful," I breathed to her. "I admire your tattoos, but sometimes I regret that anything should mar such feminine perfection."
