Chapter 211 Rings Of Fire

Chapter ?211 Rings Of Fire

Tania ate her food and Eltanin insisted that it wasn't enough. "I am going to hunt for rabbits and eggs while you read Yunabi," Eltanin said as Tania wiped his mouth.

Together they had come out of the tough weather so many times that Tania felt a warm feeling trickling in her chest. She leaned her head on his chest. "Are you feeling okay, Elty?" she asked in a soft voice. "You should rest for a while and sleep."

"Maybe all of us should sleep," Rolfe said. "Yunabi needs to be learnt with a fresh mind." He got up from the floor and dusted his tunic. "I will go and look out for Ileus and Anastasia."

"Calaman's horns!" Tania rasped. "They are taking a very long time to come. I hope they have been able to traverse through the valley of passion flowers without much trouble!"

Rolfe shook his head as he started to walk out. "Do you think Ileus is the kind of man who would be troubled by the passion flowers? The louche must have stopped at various places to take on Anastasia! It's nothing new!" he grunted.

Tania's cheeks became beetroot red. She sat straight on her husband's lap. She tried to get out when Eltanin grasped her waist tightly. "Elty!" she chided him in a whis watched Rolfe go out of the cave and then said, "I need to fuck you. Hard."

"What?" She swatted his chest. "You are tired and so am I."

"Ah, right. Let us sleep for a while."

Tania jumped out of his lap and started cleaning up. She tied the remaining food in the cloth, dampened it with some water from the water canteen and kept it aside. Meanwhile, Eltanin found a clean spot where he spread his cloak and lay down on it. He watched Tania cleaning up with a silly smile on his face. "Come," he said enticingly. "You need rest. You have traveled all night."

The gullible girl's lips curled up. Her husband was such a lovely man. "I will be right there!" He took such good care of her. She ambled to him, picking up her cloak on the way and lay down beside him. She covered them both with her cloak.

As soon as she was beside him, the sly wolf wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. "You need warmth, love," he said. She giggled. He was such a caring man. With her back to his chest, she felt so warm and cozy that she closed her eyes until she felt something poking behind her. His hands slipped in between her thighs.

"What are you doing?" Tania slapped his forearm.

"Giving warmth and comfort to my wife," he said as he lowered her trousers and delved his fingers in between her pink folds.

Why did she feel that she was holding the short end of the stick? "This is not how you give comfort!" she cried.

"Ah, love. Then you don't know anything," he said as he brought his fingers over her core. "This is the best way you can get comfortable. Just relax and let me do what I am doing." Saying that he lowered his trousers and pressed his shaft in her butt-cheeks.

His shaft was so hot that it was like a brand on her skin. "And how is this comfort--" In one swift motion, he was inside her from the back. "Ah!"

As he moved inside her from behind, he continued to rub her folds. Gathering moisture from there, he spread it on her clit. He started rubbing it in circles. Tania couldn't even protest, because the whole act was so sensuous that her juices began to flow out. He buried his head in the crook of her neck and snarled. "I have been thinking of this from a long time!" he said as he stretched her. He started moving with abandon as he rubbed his fingers over her clit. "Come on Tania!" he growled. "Come for me."

"Yes!" he snarled and filled her with his seeds. Arc upon hot arc. Even after he had released, he didn't come out of her. He continued to thrust languidly inside her. "Sleep Tania," he murmured. "You need it badly."

And Tania closed her eyes with a smile on her lips. She slumbered off into deep sleep and so did he. She dreamt of red and blue shimmery lights and portals and her mother Kinshra and Menkar. She felt as if she was burning. There were rings of fire all around her. The flames lashed at her wanting to consume her. Menkar was standing outside them. He stared at her with his icy gray eyes and hissed, "Where are you, Taniaaaa?" Tania struggled to break free. This wasn't real. She felt like she was in the grip of maleficent magic. It was impossible for her to break the bonds. The flames rose higher. She felt... trapped. "Tell me where you are!" Menkar hissed "And I will douse the flames."

It was as if he was able to communicate with her through the piece of soul that he had stolen from her. And why was he communicating like this? This was surely a dream. Why would her Master do this to her? She needed to get out of the dream. With one last look at her Master in her dreams, Tania closed her eyes. She summoned the magic that ran inside her blood and chanted, "Oslobditi!" Smoky violet tendrils appeared and curled around her. They enveloped her as if protecting her from the fire. All at once, a thread lashed out and through the flames surrounding her, hit Menkar.

"Taniiiiaaaa!" Menkar screamed in pain and anger. "You traitor!" The flames started receding as Menkar faded in her dreams.

She woke up with a start. Her body was covered with sweat. She was breathing heavily. The lights inside the soul stone between her chest were pulsating madly. She felt it would burn her skin. She clutched it tight and removed it from her neck.

"Tania!" Eltanin too woke up. "What happened?" he asked, worried. He got up and held her by her shoulders.

"I-- I don't know..." she said, dazed. "I saw the High Priest of Cetus Monastery in my dreams. He was--" she swallowed saliva down her dry throat. "He was asking about my location."

Eltanin's eyes became wide as terror bubbled in his chest. "You saw him in your dreams?" Goosebumps lined his skin. What was Menkar up to and how could he enter her dreams? That was crazy dark magic.

She nodded. Eltanin wiped the sweat on her forehead with the sleeve of his tunic. He got up and brought the water canteen to her. "Have it."

Tania gulped the water and felt better. "I think I am too tired. My mind is turning--" she shook her head. "I am turning insane."

"No, you are not," said Rolfe as he walked in. There was an expression of concern on his face. He came to sit on a boulder in front of them. His eyes went to her soul stone that was tossed on the side.