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Healer's Touch Ch. 00

By: dragontatto



Earth, 2093

"Mom, please," Katrina Littlebird protested as her mother dragged her away from the principal's office. When her mother turned away to unlock the car, a couple of young boys ran up to her. One of them threw a rock at her.

"Freak, freak," one of the boys yelled. Katrina cried out in pain as the rock struck her temple and broke the skin. Tears welled up in her eyes as blood trickled down her dirty cheek. She had learned from experience not to let them see that they hurt her. Wiping the blood away with her hand, she automatically reached up to heal the wound herself, as she always did.

"You will not!" her mother exclaimed hotly. "It is not natural."

"Mom, please!" she begged. 

"Aren't you already in enough trouble as it is?" her mother said, her voice filled with ice. "I already have to appear in front of the judge and explain why my first grader cannot abide by the "No Power Act." 

Katrina cringed. She really hadn't meant to break that stupid law. It had just happened. For as long as Katrina could remember, she had had the ability to heal herself and others with a touch. But in 2081, the congress had passed a "no power" law in public schools, dictating that students that had been gifted with abilities weren't allowed to use them because it would make the majority feel inadequate and cause all kinds of social issues. So, instead, it was the gifted children that suffered. Academically Katrina had been barely passing before she had gotten expelled for her "crime." Socially she wasn't doing even that well. She had only one friend. 

Later, Katrina decided, she would have done the same thing all over again. Her best friend, Alice, had fallen off the monkey bars and broken her leg. Katrina couldn't very well let her friend suffer when it was in her power to heal her. Unfortunately a few of the other students had seen her, and, like typical kids, they had gone to the teacher and told on her.

* * * * * 

Planet Earth, 2103

"Kitty, over here," called a short, elderly man. Katrina smiled as she walked over to greet her grandfather. She was wearing a cap and gown, and holding her diploma. Behind her stood the Institutional Teaching School. It's drab-colored bricks blending with the dark woods that stood behind it. ITS, as Katrina and the rest of the girls who attended call it, was just as dreary on the inside as the outside. Katrina's mandatory ten year sentence was done. She had been but six years old, when the judge, in his wisdom, had sentenced her to finish her education at ITS. 

But what doesn't kill me, makes me stronger, she thought.

"Hi, Gramps," Katrina said and gave the old man a hug. She smiled at him. Even as short as Gramps was, Katrina, who had never grown much taller than five feet high, still had to look up to him. Katrina, or Kat as she was known by her friends, looked around for her mother.

"Where's Mom?" she asked, already knowing the answer. Kat was a realist but the six year old girl inside of her, still longed for her mother's love and understanding.

"Ah, Kitty...." Gramps said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"She didn't come, did she?" Kat asked as the last hope inside of her died.

"No, sweetheart. I tried to convince her to come..." 

"Don't worry," Kat replied with a small smile. "I shouldn't have hoped for that. She never once visited me at ITS. I don't know what I was thinking." She gave him another quick hug. 

"Well, it's time to take you home," he told her as he picked up her bag.

"Gramps, I'm not going back to the farm with you," she said.

"What! It's your home, girl." 

"It hasn't been my home for a long time, Gramps, and I won't live under the same roof with her. Besides, I'll be emancipated in the next few weeks, if she doesn't fight me on it," she explained. "I love you, Gramps, but this is what is best for me."

"But you're so young, Kitty."

"There's nothing that I need to know to live outside that I haven't already learned," she said, her voice calm. She no longer was the impulsive child that she had been. In the last ten years she had grown from that child to become a disciplined young woman. She now kept a tight rein on her feelings and an even tighter one on her abilities. She had fought her normal inclinations to heal herself and allowed herself to heal in the same manner as other children, just to make sure that she would fit in.

* * * * * 

Earth, 2108

Katrina was sitting at her table working on paperwork, when her Grandfather came in the front door.

"Hey, Kitty. You hear that King Mica and his advisor have finally made it here?" he asked excitedly.

"Yes, Gramps. I heard about it. It's been on the news for the last week. Its part of their public tour," she said as she looked up from the tax forms. She could tell that he was very excited about it. Sighing, she stacked the papers up neatly. She knew what was coming next, and she had a hard time denying her grandpa anything. Other than the one thing that he wanted most. She still refused to move back to the farm. 

"Well, lets go, girl," he ordered. "Time's a wasting." 

"I'm coming, Gramps. Just give me a sec," Kat said. The shock had long since worn off. She had seen them on the TV. Other than being taller than the average human, they looked very similar.

The Venusians had come in search of water, salt water to be more precise. With earth being three quarters salt water, they had hoped to establish trade.

"Have you heard that on their planet, magic is widely accepted? That would be the perfect place for you to go." 

"Gramps, I've told you before. I'm an accountant. Any abilities I have probably withered away to nothing long ago."

"Nonsense," he said, "you are a born healer."

"Enough," Kat said wearily. 

* * * * *

Earth, 2113

"Prince Randall, what's wrong?" Katrina asked the High Prince of Venus as she drove him to the airport. His emergency ejection pod had crashed on Gramps's farm. After she had explained to him that there were no spaceports in rural Iowa, she had told him that she would take him to the closest airport, where he could catch a plane to Chicago.

"My chosen. I can't reach her," he said with a frown. 

"You are connected psychically?" Katrina asked.

"Yes. It's happens when chosens bond," Rand explained to her as he rubbed the back of his neck. "But I'm too far away to reach her. Maybe if I had her amulet or mine, but by power alone I can't reach her.

"Can you use any kind of power?" Katrina asked as she pulled the car into the airport parking lot. 

"Any kind of psychic or mind power works," Rand answered.

"So, do you take the power from the person or do you just borrow it?"

"I borrow it and it returns after I'm done."

"How important is it that you make contact?" she asked him. She couldn't believe what she was going to offer. 

"I would give about anything to reach her."

"Alright. I'm going to open myself up to you, Prince Randall. Use what power you need." She relaxed against the seat and held her hand out. 

"Just touching you will work?" he asked. He seemed to be uncertain on how her individual power worked.

"Yes." 

* * * * *

Venus, 2113

The High Palace

Katrina walked down the hall to the library. The newness of being on another planet still lingered. She sure loved it. Now, if only she could get her hands on a certain alien. She was hoping to catch him in the library. Charles had been even more skittish since she had played footsie with him in the dining room, and he was keeping his distance. 

As she entered the library, she noticed him slipping out the French doors on the other side. 

"You can't run forever," she called after him.

"Watch me," he hollered in return.

"You can run, but eventually I'm going to corner you, Charles. Then you're going to be mine," she vowed.

Healer's Touch Ch. 01



Finally after a long wait by most, I have started on Kat's and Charles story. All feedback is welcome, so let me know what you think.

Kat sighed as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. As usual she saw the petite, brunette woman with troubled brown eyes, that she always saw. Today, the official from the testing institute was coming over. Prince Rand had contacted the Institute on her behalf shortly after she had arrived on Venus. She didn't know if she was ready for this.  She didn't know if she would be able to use her abilities. She hadn't used them in front of audience in years. 

There was a knock on her bedroom door. She turned to the door and walked over to it. When she opened it, she was not surprised to see Princess Gracie. She was becoming one of Kat's closest's friends. After she stepped back, she waited for Rand's wife to enter her room. She moved slowly due to her advanced state of pregnancy. 

"How are the babies feeling today?" 

"Frisky." Gracie sat down on Kat's bed with a grateful smile. 

"I bet. Are you ready for your test?" Gracie rubbed her stomach as one of the babies kicked her again. Sitting down next to her, Kat gently placed her hand on Gracie's swollen stomach.. 

"I guess. Sore?"

"Yeah, these three have been using my inside as a trampoline." 

"Relax," Kat urged as she slowly felt her hand begin to heat. The power that lay dormant inside of her came quickly to her call.  Gracie gasped softly as she felt the warm heat sooth her tender insides. Kat gritted her teeth as she tried to keep her power within her control. As she felt it slipping, she moved away from Gracie quickly. She struggled for a moment before pushing her power back down. She sighed as it grudgingly receded. 

"Thank you, Kat...I feel... so much better," Gracie mumbled around a yawn. Kat turned around to see her dozing off.  Damn it, she thought, I used to much again. She checked Gracie to make sure that she was only sleeping and not unconscious. 

"Gracie?" 

"Not now, Rand. We can make love later..." Gracie muttered as she rolled over onto her side. Kat sighed in relief. She snagged her grandmother's afagan and draped it over Gracie. After glancing at the clock, she realized that it was time for her test. 

When she entered the study, she found Prince Rand with another man. He seemed to be friendly. He stood almost as tall as the prince. Which still made him almost a foot taller than her. In his hand he carried a briefcase. 

"Here she is. Katrina, this is Mr. Eljah." 

"Good morning, Sir. I wish I could say it was a pleasure to meet you but I'm nervous about taking this test."

"I can imagine, Katrina. Prince Rand requested me because I have had plenty of experience with testing Earthlings. I know the stigma that your world places on any type of power. So it's understandable that you are nervous. All I am going to do today is just test your basic ability. From there we will decide if you need training or if you are ready to be certified." 

"Well, that's a bit of a relief."

"Great. Shall we get started?" he asked as he opened his briefcase.

"I guess." 

"Well, I'll leave you two alone," Rand said.

"Thank you, Your Highness," Kat replied. "Rand, if you're looking for Gracie, she's asleep in my room." 

Rand nodded before he left them alone. After she pasted a smile on her face, she turned back to Mr. Eljah. 

"Okay, what do I do first?" 

"Well, the first thing I want you to do, Katrina, is relax. This will be much harder on you if your tense. The first thing I need is some background information. Why don't we start with there? Where were you born?"

"How specific do you want?"

"Well, I assume you were born on Earth. From your accent I would guess that you are American. So where exactly in America were you born?"

"In the Midwest. My hometown is Iowa City, Iowa." 

"Alright then. What kind of upbringing did you have?"

"Until I started school, I lived with my mother and grandfather on a farm. But when I entered school at ITS and then became an accountant."

"ITS?"

"Yes, it is a school that only kids with power go to. I graduated at sixteen and then went to college to become an accountant."

"Quite a feat for someone of your age." 

"I guess. Hunger is quite motivating. On earth, I had to support myself." 

Mr. Eljah stopped scribbling for a moment and looked over at her. There was obvious concern on his face.

"You were supporting yourself at sixteen?"

"Yeah." 

"That isn't a normal behavior is it?"

"In my family, yes. But it's in the past. I came here looking for my future." He looked at her thoughtfully.  

"I understand that you came back with Prince Randall?"

"Yes. I met him on my grandfather's farm. He invited me to come back with him."

"He was the one to suggest you get tested?"

"He mentioned that on Venus most every one with any magic or abilities is tested and registered. Since I don't plan on leaving Venus in the near future, I thought it would be a good idea to get registered."

"That is a good idea, Katrina. We've finished the easy part. Now comes the hard part. You are going to have to let down you guard and let me in. It is the only way that I can judge how strong your power is."

"Let you in?" Kat asked uneasily.

"Yes. My ability is to judge the amount power within a person. I will hypnotize you and slip inside of you to assess your power."

"Is it hard?" 

"Yes. I have had extensive experience with Earthlings and your race is cynical about most things and resistant to hypnosis." 

"Lets hope I will be a different story." 

* * * * * 

Rand walked into Kat's bedroom and found his wife asleep on the bed. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he brushed her chestnut hair off her cheek. He sure hoped that at least one of their kids got their mother's hair. Aside from her big blue eyes, it was his favorite part of her. She stirred a bit before opening her eyes. She smiled sleepily before slowly sitting up. Placing an arm around her, he helped her. 

"How are you feeling, Gracie?" 

"Sleepy," she mumbled against the front of his dress shirt.

"The babies are just tiring you out." He laid his head on top of hers. Pulling her onto his lap, he wrapped his arms around her swollen belly.  He sighed with pleasure when he felt their babies wiggled against his arms. 

"You just had to go and wake them up," Gracie joked as she snuggled closer to him. Whatever he was going to say, was cut off when Kat ran into the room. She was in a panic.

"Rand, Gracie, you've got come with me. I think I killed Mr Eljah." 

"I'm sure you did nothing of the sort," Gracie soothed as Rand helped her to her feet. "But we'll come." 

* * * * * 

When they entered the room , they found Mr. Eljah in a heap on the floor. Bending down, Rand looked for life signs. 

"Is he ..."

"Relax, Kat. He's merely slumbering." Rand shook him gently. Mr. Eljah stirred. After he opened his eyes, he focused on Rand briefly before looking around the room. He saw a concerned Gracie and red-faced Kat. He sat up, shook his head, and rose unsteadily to his feet. 

"That's quite the power you have there, Mistress Katrina," the tired man yawned.

"I'm sorry."

"Nonsense, young lady. You have a great deal of power inside of you. If anyone is at fault it is me. I should have taken better precautions. You would think that as many Earthlings that I have examined I would know better." 

"So what's the prognosis, Mr Eljah?" Rand asked as he helped the man into a nearby chair. 

"Well, best that I can conclude before I went to sleep, Mistress Katrina possesses unlimited ability to heal. There is no level of power that I can assign her that would do justice to her. She is unassignable."

"Son of a ....even here, I'm still a freak," Kat groaned.

"No, you're not!" Gracie said as she drew Kat to her side. "You're a close friend of Rand and I. We would never turn our backs on you."

"Mistress Katrina, what I would suggest is that you have some training. I think you should train with Arianna deSethal." 

"Arianna, would be perfect. She is a healer in her own right," Rand agreed. 

"So how do I contact her?" Kat asked.

"That will be easy. Have Charles take you over to see her," Rand told her.

"Hmm, that sounds like a plan. He's been avoiding me as usual. Lets hope he doesn't run the other way," she joked. 

"I'll talk to him," Gracie said with a smile. Rand looked over at his wife. There was something brewing in her clever little mind. 

What are you smiling about? You're up to something.

Relax. If Kat asks him, he'll tell her no. But if I ask he won't have a choice in the matter.

Already exerting your power?

When it has it's advantages. He's leery of her. I can't say I blame him after what he went through with Deanna. But he'll warm up to Kat. That I have no doubt. 

So your going to play match maker?

Could be.

* * * * *

"No, I won't do it," Charles said, frustration evident in his voice. 

Gracie watched him across the table with cool eyes..

"Why not?"

"Because."

"That's not a good enough reason, Charles. Kat is the one that was responsible for making sure Rand returned safely to me. Is it to much to ask?" 

"I don't trust her," he growled as he shoved away from the table. He stood and headed for the door.

"Stop!"

"Yes, your highness."

"Charles, please don't make this an order. Just give her a chance. She is totally different than Deanna. Do you understand how long it took us to talk her into taking the placement test? She comes from a world that frowns upon any time of magic. Mr Eljah wants her to train with Arianna. That's before she can pass her test."

"Fine, I'll take her. But I don't have to like it," Charles said in resignation.

"Thank you, Charles."

"I'm not going to fall for her, Gracie. If you're playing matchmaker, don't."

"Now, who ever said anything about that?" Gracie asked innocently. 

* * * * * 

Kat was sitting in the study with a book when Charles found her. She seemed to be engrossed in the book on her lap. 

"I'd like to know what the hell you are doing?"

"What?" Kat asked, looking up from her book.

"This scheme to have me escort you to Arianna's."

"What scheme are you talking about? I was told who I was to study with. I had no choice in the matter."

"This isn't just another scheme to get me alone?"

"No. If I was going to seduce you, I wouldn't have Gracie do it for me. If I was going to seduce you, I would make sure you didn't see me coming."

"Why's that?"

"Because that's the only way, I could get into your pants. You're wound tighter that a seven day clock as my gramps would say."

" I'll escort you to Arianna's house. But that's all I am going to do. We'll leave tomorrow early. Make sure you pack enough to last a couple of weeks."

"A couple weeks? I wasn't planning on staying that long!"

"You misunderstand me. It is going to take that long to get there."

* * * * *

Kat was in the midst of packing when there was a knock on her door. She bid the person to enter. She was surprised when she saw that Charles was in her open door way. He had never once came to her private room.

"Did you come to seduce me, Charlie?" she asked him saucily.

"No and how many times have I have asked you not to call me that?"

"I don't know. A few," Kat said as she bent back over her bed and shoved some more clothes into the cloth knapsack that Gracie had given to her.

Charles swallowed roughly as he watched her ass wiggle. Was she doing it deliberately, he wondered.

"If you aren't going to make love to me, quit staring at my ass," Kat said over her shoulder. He jerked as if struck. 

"I wasn't staring at your..."

"Ass. You can say it, you know. I can't understand how you were ever mated. You are such a prude," she teased.

"How I mated is none of your business, Katrina. I just came over to make sure that you were packing the appropriate clothing for our trip. I don't want to listen to you complain."

"Rather gracious of you, Charlie. Gracie and Rand told me what kind of clothes to pack. Wear something light but that covers you completely. From what I've been told Areseric is much like the deserts on my world. It's hot, dry and sandy."

"Hot and dry, yes. But we don't have this sand that you speak of. Areseric is comprised of red dust and volcanic ash. We have to wear breathers while traveling. They are unattractive but they will filter the ash and dust."

"Do I look like a woman that is worried about what is attractive?" Charles looked at her and noticed for the first time that she was wearing ragged shorts and stained t-shirt. "Guess you were to busy ogling my ass to notice what I was wearing?" 

"I wasn't ogling your ass, damn it!" 

"Could have fooled me. I've packed some cotton pants and shirts."

"Let me see them," he growled as he grabbed her sack.

"They will cover me." She yanked the sack out of his hands. Grabbing a pair of the pants laying on the bed she tossed them at him.

"These will do," he said after examining them.

"Good. Do you need to see my bras and panties too?" She smiled wickedly. Reaching into her bag she started to pull them out.

"No, I don't need to see them..." His reply was cut short as she tossed the underwear at him. In reaction, he caught them. He briefly rubbed his thumb across the soft material. He had never felt anything like this before. "What is this made out of?" he asked hoarsely.

"Nylon." 

"Nylon. This is an earth fabric?"

"Yes. It is very common on earth."

"It's so soft. We don't have anything like it. We have drya, which is like your cotton. But nothing like this," he said hoarsely as he continued to toy with her underwear. 

Kat watched him rub his fingers over her panties. She was close to moaning. She wouldn't be able to wear them now without thinking of his pleasure in her plain jane panties. On earth, most men didn't find anything erotic about nylon. It was silk and lace that they wanted to find on their women when they undressed them. She found silk too slippery and lace too scratchy.  Her one tryst with a man had led to him scoffing at her choice of underwear. Aside from his obvious distaste in her undergarments, their coupling had given her nothing but a few moments of pain and then relief that it was over. She hadn't been tempted again until she had come to Venus and actually set her eyes on the man that had been haunting her dreams. 

Now, desire was like a living thing inside of her. She wanted him. And she made it quite obvious to him. If only he would take her seriously. He had the attitude that all earthlings were beneath him. She love to be under him but she would never beneath him. She just had to prove to him that she was worth taking the risk on. She had done some research on his first wife. She had been a very beautiful princess. His cousin in fact. She knew that royalty often intermarried but she had been surprised, none the less, when she had discovered that tidbit of information. 

"Are you done?" 

"What?"

"Can I have my panties back?" 

"Oh, of course," he sputtered as his face reddened. His auburn hair and fair complection almost reminded Kat of the Irishmen on Earth. His gorgeous eyes weren't really green but nor were they hazel. They were a beautiful color in between. 

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," he muttered before he headed for her door. "Be ready at sunrise." 

"Okay."

* * * * *

Rand was present the next morning to see them off. He hadn't awoken Gracie. As she advanced further along in her pregnancy she needed more sleep and as her chosen he was going to make sure she got it.

"Nervous?" he asked Kat after she came running down the stairs.

"No not really. I was nervous when I first came to Venus. But now that I'm here, I'm fine. I'm excited to go exploring. I haven't been out of Trila since we arrived. Your city is beautiful, Rand but I long to see the other sites of your world. I've seen some beautiful footage from when your father and Colin first arrived on their tour but to see it in person would be a dream come true."

Rand smiled and gave her a fierce hug.

"You've been dreaming about Areseric and Charles for a long time, haven't you?" he asked softly in her ear.

"Yes. It will be wonderful to actually have Charlie show me this wild land. As much as I love Trila, I think I'm going to love Areseric even more."

"You are aware that Areseric is Charles homeland? His family has ruled it for many years. Deanna was the crown princess. When she died it pasted the rein over to Charles. He hasn't been back to since she passed away. So if he's a bit grouchy just remember there are some bad memories waiting there for him."

"Maybe I can replace them with some happy ones. Show him what it looks like through my eyes."

"I wish you the best of luck. Since our cruisers don't work in the Areseric I'm afraid that you will have to travel the old-fashion way."

"And how's that?"

"On zephti." 

"Okay, I'll bite. What are zephti?"

"I hope you know how to ride a horse, Katrina," Charles said from behind her.

"They're like horses?"

"Sort of. A cross between a horse and a camel," Rand explained. 

"Cool." 

"Best of wishes, Kat," Rand said as he pulled her into another fierce hug. "Remember take it easy on him. He'll come around."

"I promise," she whispered.

"And Charles. Take care of her. I want her to arrive in one piece and make it back the same way." 

"I won't kill her. Even if she tries to crawl into my bedroll with me," he told Rand as he gave him a friendly hug.

"Good. I'll hold you to that."

* * * * *

Jonathan joined Rand as they watched Kat and Charles leave. 

"Do you think that they will make it?" Jonathan asked as they turned and headed back into the palace. 

"Yes. They are meant to be together. It is critical that Kat receive this training. She is going to need these skills in the near future. She is a wonderful addition to our world. Lets hope that Charles wises up to the fact that she is perfect for him. Is Pati up yet?"

"No. I thought I would sneak down here and see them off before I go back upstairs and battle with her."

"Is it getting any better?"

"No. That aphrodisiac that Brett gave her with the Raz-ice must have combined. Every morning she wakes up horny and in need of the raz-ice."

"Damn. I wish there was something that we could do for her."

"Me too. I don't mind the horny but I hate having to pin her to the bed every morning."

"Well, if you ever need me or Gracie to come and help, just holler. Gracie and I love Pati."

Jonathan, you need to come right now. Pati is awake.  Gracie's voice whispered in his head.

"Shit. She's awake early today." Jonathan and Rand took off at run. As big as Gracie was neither one of them wanted her to get injured trying to sooth Pati.



Healer's Touch Ch. 02



So sorry about the delay in this chapter. I've been working some serious overtime this last week. I finally got it finished. Please feel free to send me feedback. Thanks.

*

Kat watched the scenery fly by. For the first part of their trip they took one of the palace's hovercrafts. She knew that soon they would reach the edge of the Areseric. From there out, they would be roughing it. She smiled inwardly at the thought of roughing it. She had spent many a night out on the farm camping under the stars. She had even managed to take several trips to Death Valley when she had been on Earth. Of course she had always gone after tax season as a reward for all her hard work. It had given her grandfather fits. But the barren landscape had fulfilled her longing for the landscape that she had visited so many times in her dreams. Now she was on the verge of actually seeing it and she was excited.. The hovercraft finally slowed before stopping in front of a shabby building. Charles got out of hovercraft and told her to stay put.

"Can't I come with you?" 

"No. We have just crossed the border into Areseric. I'll fetch our rides."

"But why do I have to stay in the hovercraft?" He sighed and then turned to face her. 

"Because my country is not as forward thinking as most. You will not be widely accepted here."

"What! Are you trying to tell me that women have no rights in your country?"

"Calm down, Katrina. It has nothing to do with your sex. It has to do with your origins."

"What in the hell are you talking about?" She frowned at him.

"You are an earthling. And until you become a citizen of Venus, Aresericians will view you as an outsider."

"So how do I become an Venusian?" 

"I'll tell you later. I have to go and secure our rides or we'll be delayed another day." He slammed the hovercraft door behind him and disappeared into the building. She sat in the hovercraft and fumed. He was such a high-handed tyrant. And to think she had even contemplated taking him as a lover! 

When he reappeared a few minutes later, he was scowling. All must have not gone well, she mused as she watched him stride angrily towards her. 

When he opened the door and got in, she half expected him to slam it. 

"Okay, Charles? Now, what's wrong?" 

"They are booked solid for the next two weeks. They only have one zephti until then." He cursed softly under his breath.

"Can a zephti only carry one or can we ride double?" When he scowled at her, she realized that he wasn't happy about the idea of riding double. "What is the problem with us riding double?" 

"I don't want to!" He turned back to the window and stared at the horizon. 

"Why?" 

"Just drop it, Katrina. I'll just have to find another way to get you there."

"Fine." She sat back in the seat and watched him. Eventually he would just have to come to the same conclusion that she had. They were going to have to ride double or walk. 

* * * * *

Charles continued staring out the window at the endless landscape. He knew that the sooner they started, the sooner they would finish. He just didn't know if he had the willpower to resist her for the two weeks it would take for them to arrive. Especially if she was riding double with him, as the thought of her rubbing against him as they traveled was enough to make his loins stir and tighten behind the fly of his pants. 

But would it be worse to spend two weeks riding double or a month in her company? He finally made the decision and exited the hovercraft once again. Entering the building, he strode over to the startled clerk. 

"You have one zephti?"

"Yes, your highness."

"Is it strong enough pull a skit behind it?" The clerk shook his head.

"She is a strong zephti, your highness, but she will soon drop her baby. That is why she is hasn't been rented out. But for you we are willing to make an exception. Your kindness to animals and humans alike is well known. If she decides to have her baby on the trail, you won't beat her or shoot her or the baby."

"Of course not. Is she strong enough to carry double?"

"Double?"

"Yes. Me and a woman about half my size?"

"I don't see why not. As long as you don't exceed five hundred pounds."

"Even fully loaded we won't come close."

"Then she will be fine."

"Okay. I'll take her. If she does have her baby, I'll keep her at the palace stables until the baby and mother are able to travel back to you." 

The clerk nodded his agreement. Fetching the paperwork, he smiled at Charles.

* * * * *

"Out!" Charles stuck his head in the open door before turning and stalking back towards the building.

"Grumpy, isn't he?" Kat asked the driver. The driver didn't comment but couldn't keep the laughter off his face. Kat laughed out loud. These people were something else. In a way they reminded her of medieval earthlings. 

When her eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room, she saw Charles signing some paperwork, and handing over payment to the clerk. Walking up to the counter, she felt like a kid looking over the ledge of a table. The edge of counter hit her about mid torso. Standing next to Charles, she felt like a midget. She barely came up past his navel due to his long legs. If one were to go by height alone, she would be easily be mistaken as a child. But her generous curves would soon disabuse the notion that she was a child. 

"Let's go!" he growled as he strode out of the room. She shook her head as she followed him out of the building. She was nearly running to keep up with his long strides. 

"Where's the fire?" she asked as she jogged next to him.

"What?" He looked over at her. 

"You are in a big hurry, Charlie. Gotta remember that I can't walk as fast as you. I love your long legs but you've got to realize that mine are not even half as long. I have to take three steps for your one." 

"Are you complaining?" 

"Nope. Just telling you how it is." She smiled as she teased him.

"Anyone ever tell you that you were trouble?" 

"Never," she replied, straight-faced.

"Brat." He entered a faded building and returned with what she assumed was a zephti. It was not as she expected. She thought it might resemble a horse but other than the fact that it had four legs, there was nothing else that even came close to being a horse. It had a skin that looked like it might be similar to human skin. There was absolutely no hair on the animal anywhere. Because it's front legs were longer than it's back, it had a slanted back. Riding double was going to be a challenge. Riding on it was going to be like sitting on a downhill slide and slipping with each step! 

* * * * *

Aric leered at the woman that was writhing under him. He held her legs over his shoulders. As he pounding against her, he savored the tightness of her cunt along his manhood. 

"Feels good, doesn't it, Ellen?" he gloated as he continued to thrust savagely into the moaning woman. When he didn't get a response, he pulled out of her. She cried out in denial. 

"Please!" she sobbed as her body throbbed with unfulfilled desire.

"You've been a bad little girl, Ellen. I asked you a question. I think punishment is in order." Flipping her over onto her hands and knees, he swatted her bare ass. 

"Aric, please!" 

"Tell me what I want to hear." He brought his hand down on her ass again - hard and loud - to prove his point. 

"Fuck me!" she begged.

"That's not the answer I was looking for Ellen, but it'll do." He thrust into her from behind. Gripping her hips in his hands, he hammered into her willing body. He laughed as she climaxed around him. This little bitch was so hot for him, she would do anything he asked. Even betray her loved ones. He stiffened as his climax hit him. 

"Son of a bitch..." He arched and gripped her so tight that he knew there would be bruises tomorrow on her hips. He collapsed over her limp body as his climax faded.

* * * * *

Rand paused in the middle of a sentence as a vision engulfed him. He could see Aric fucking a stunning brunette. He was dominating her. Making her beg for his possession. As the vision winked out, he tried to shake the feeling of foreboding that came along with it. What was the woman's importance? 

"Rand, is everything alright?" Gracie placed her hand on his arm.

"I don't know. I have a feeling that Aric is going to break his banishment." 

"If he does, it will be the last thing that he'll ever do, Rand. I warned him. If he ever returns to Venus, he will cease to exist." Rubbing her stretched and tender stomach, she frowned at her husband. "Surely he wouldn't be that stupid." 

"I think he is so desperate for power that he'll dare anything. Even defying a banishment order. But there is more to it than just that, Gracie. There is a woman involved."

"Who is she?" She wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I don't know. I've never seen her before."

"We'll just have to be on our guard. But in the meantime, your highness, I have something else that requires your attention." 

"Oh? And what's that?" He drew a quick breath when he felt his wife's hand slip inside of his dress pants.

"Me," she whispered into his ear, before nibbling on it. She drew his hands to her sensitive breasts. 

"You'll always have my attention, Gracie." He picked her up and gently laid her on top of their bed. After divesting them both of their clothing, he lay on his back and draped his nude wife across his muscular body. As she slowly sat up, she sank down on his waiting manhood. It was hard to believe that they had been almost married a year and yet the passion still burned brightly between them. Rand groaned in pleasure. Lifting his hands, he teased her hard nipples. Even with her swollen body, he found her devastating. He helped her rock against him in an attempt to keep their loving slow and gentle. But he should have known better. Within moments the fire between them was raging wildly and she was bouncing on him roughly.

"Sweetheart, slow down," he gritted between clenched teeth.

"Don't wanna. I'm too hot!" 

"Damn it, Gracie." He arched back and pressed his head against the pillow. He fought to keep from climaxing. He could feel her folds clenching him and fought to hold on until she found her pleasure. Reaching between their bodies, he brushed a thumb across her swollen clit. He smiled savagely as she screamed and climaxed around him. His smile slipped away as his own climax consumed him. Rolling with her, he laid her on her back, pulled her legs into the crooks of his arms and surged against her soft body as his orgasm exploded. 

"Gracie!" He shook as his body released it's pleasure inside of her. When his shudders finally ended, he braced himself on his elbows and knees above her.

"Wow!" Gracie smiled softly as she brushed the hair off his damp brow.

"Yeah..." 

"Well, Daddy, if I weren't already pregnant, I would be now."

Rand laughed softly.

* * * * * 

Kat stared at Charlie in disbelief as he held his hand out to her. He was already seated on the zephti.

"You want me to sit where?" 

"Come on, Katrina. I don't have the patience for this. We need to get going. Climb on."

"And exactly how do you propose I do that?" she asked as she eyed the animal. Growling in frustration, he reached out and hauled her up in front of him. 

"Straddle her." He settled her into the vee of his legs. She wasn't sure which one of them moaned the louder. Within moments, she could feel his erection against her bottom. She wiggled in response. He grasped her hips. "Knock it off." 

"What's wrong, Charlie? This was your idea." She looked over her shoulder at him. Perched on top of the zephti, in the middle of the slanted back, she was almost eye level with him. She licked her lips and stared at his strong mouth and chin. 

"Don't start. I'm taking you to Arianna and that's it. There will be no intimacy between us on this trip." He clicked softly to the zephti, who took that noise as a signal to move out. Kat drew a deep breath as the slight rocking motion rubbed her ass against Charlie and her mound against the hard back of the zephti. In dismay, she realized that it wouldn't take much to make her come. She steeled herself against the pleasurable sensations. She wasn't going to come on top of the zephti. Especially when Charlie had just made it clear that he wasn't going to make love to her. He whistled to the zephti. When it began to move, Kat gasped. She reached down between her legs and stuffed her bag between her and the zephti's back. While it put a buffer between her aching mound and the constant friction, it caused her hips to tilt back and rub seductively against Charlie's erection. This time he was the one that gasped. Gripping her hips he shoved her forward. She rocked forward and nearly fell of the zephti. 

"Damn it," he growled as he hauled her body back against him. 

"Well, make up your damn mind. I'm not a yo-yo." 

"Sit still." 

"Yeah, right." 

"And move that damn bag." 

"No." 

"What are you afraid of? That damn bag has you off balance and I'm going to have my hands full just riding without your weight throwing us off."

"I won't be responsible for my actions if I move the bag." 

"What in the hell are you talking about?" Charles gritted his teeth in frustration.

"What do you get when you put a horny woman on top of a moving animal?"

"I don't have time for your riddles, Katrina."

"The rocking is very stimulating. Damn, what did you do? Make love with the lights out?"

"Katrina!"

"What? At least I'm honest." 

"Why does everything have to be sex with you."

"Because for the first time in my life, I've found myself attracted to a man. You've done what no other man has ever done. I want to make love with you. But you're not ready for that yet. But when you are, I'll be waiting." 

* * * * *

Silence reigned for the next two hours. She had left the bag where it was and somehow managed to keep her sanity intact. Even, so when they stopped to take a dinner break, she was ready to jump his bones. She slid down and gingerly walked away from the zephti. Spotting a large rock, she headed towards it. It would be a comfortable enough place to sit before Charlie drug her back on the horse from hell. Zephti were definitely meant for only one person to ride at a time. Just before she sat down, Charlie stopped her.

"What?"

"Don't sit there. It's not safe!" 

"What?" She frowned and looked back at the rock. Then it shifted and lunged at her. Screaming she backed up quickly. The rock grumbled and followed her. "Oh my god, what is that thing?" 

"A kor. They are abundant in this area." Kat darted behind him and watched as it settled back down and became motionless again.

"How can you tell them from regular rocks?"

"Rocks?" Charlie looked at her in confusion.

"Let me guess --you don't have just regular rocks here?" Kat shook her head and chuckled. She accepted the food that he offered. Nibbling on the edge of the sandwich that he had given her, she watched as he poured some water into a small cup. He strode over and placed the cup under the zephti's mouth. Or at least she assumed it was it's mouth. This was a side that she had never seen of him. He was always busy running away from her. She was not surprised though. She didn't think she could be attracted to a man that was cruel. When the zephti finished drinking, Charles patted her neck softly. Finishing the sandwich, she walked over towards them. Stopping beside the animal, she ran a hand down it's back. When it leaned against her, she laughed. Scratching a spot under the saddle, she noticed that it pressed even harder against her side.

"Now you've done it. You've found her special spot." Charlie smiled as the zephti pressed even harder against Kat when she stopped scratching. 

"Rather insistent, isn't it?" 

"It's a female and female zephti are just like most women are." 

"Well, my granddaddy always said that if I wanted something bad enough, I shouldn't be shy about going after it. I guess that's one form of insistence." 

"I've felt your insistence. I hate to disappoint you, Katrina. But no amount of persistence is going to change my mind about becoming evolved with you."

"Really. How about wild monkey sex?" Kat asked wickedly.

"Katrina! The things that you say. After my chosen died, I promised myself that I wouldn't let myself get involved with another woman of power."

"You must have loved her deeply." Kat replied after a moment. 

"I don't know if I loved her or not. She was a very powerful witch, Katrina. She was good at using her magic against me. Good at manipulating me. And as tempting as I find you, I won't get involved with another witch."

"But I'm not a witch. A freak maybe. But I've never claimed to be a witch."

"Yet you use magic," he replied as he slipped the cup back into the saddle bag.

"Once in awhile, yes. On earth I rarely used it."

"Why?" he asked as he turned back to her. "You've obviously been given a gift. Just because I don't want a woman with power doesn't mean that there aren't men out there that wouldn't love to have a gifted woman."

"I know. If you weren't always hiding from me, you would have seen that in Trila. And you would have also seen me turn them down. I'm a very picky woman, Charlie. I don't just give any man my body, even if it seems like I'm throwing myself at you."

"Why did you focus on me, Katrina? Before Rand brought you here, you had never even seen me." 

"You're wrong. I've been dreaming about you since I was six years old and was sent to the ITS."

"I-T-S?"

"A school back on Earth." 

"Why were you dreaming about me? You've never seen me before." Charles asked as he helped her back onto the zephti.

"I'm not sure. The doctor told me you were just a figment of my imagination and that I was to old to have imaginary friends."

"I was reduced to being an imaginary friend?" he chuckled as he settled on the zephti behind her. Lifting her, he settled her on his lap once more.

"Yep. But I never stopped dreaming about you. Even after I graduated and started working. Then I met Rand and he offered to bring me back with him. I was tired of searching every man I met for your face and decided to try and forget about you. I was shocked when I stepped into the garden and saw you. I never expected to ever lay eyes on you." 

As the beast moved out, Katrina reached for her bag once more. She stilled when she felt Charles take it from her.

"I wish I could be a different man, Katrina. I wish I could have met you before I became so cynical about women with magic. But it just isn't meant to be. I don't care what Gracie's aunt has predicted. I won't chance being with another witch. Even if you aren't a witch, you could still use your gift against me. Or try to control me with it. It will be best if we just let it lay." He handed her the bag and helped her place it between her and the moving animal.

"The best for who, Charlie?"

"For the both of us. Now relax. We have a long trip ahead of us before we stop for the night." Leaning back against his muscular chest, Katrina tried to accept his words. But try as she might she couldn't bring herself to let go.

"It'll never be over between us, Charlie. Willing it to go away won't work." 

"Nothing will ever come of it. Even if I do slip up and lose control and take you, Katrina, it will only be physical. I will never have a relationship with you. I won't date you or even take you as my mistress. It would be more like a one-night-stand. I can give you the fuck of your life but that's all it will ever be. I don't want to do that to you. So do us both a favor and quit pushing." 

Katrina didn't know how to respond to the pain in Charlie's voice. She wished she could have met him before he had been hurt by Deanna's casual manipulation of him. A lone tear streaked down her cheek. She couldn't cry for herself but she found no problem at all in shedding tears for the hard man that was holding her. Reason told her to give up. But her heart defied all reason. She wanted to teach him to trust again. Almost as much as she wanted to make love with him. This was going to be a much harder task than she had envisioned. How did one go about teaching trust to a man who had been betrayed by the one that was suppose to have loved him above all others?




Healer's Touch Ch. 02



* * * * *

Rand stood on the balcony that overlooked the gardens. Behind him he could hear his wife's gentle breathing. Staring at the stars, he tried to wrap his mind around the vision that he had earlier in the day. He wished he could place the woman. He had seen her somewhere before, but where? He knew that if he waited long enough it would come to him. But the question is would it be too late? 

Walking farther out on to the balcony, he noticed that Jonathan was standing on the balcony that was outside of Pati's and his room. Walking towards his cousin, he wished that there was a way to help him. Vaulting lightly over the rail of his balcony, he landed on his feet on the edge of Jonathan's balcony. He dropped the last of the distance and then straightened up.

"You're a brave man, Rand. If Gracie would have caught you doing that little stunt, she would have been pissed," Jonathan said in greeting. 

"She is a bit protective of me." Rand agreed as he leaned against the railing.

"No more than you are of her. I swear she can't sneeze right now without half of the palace reporting it back to you."

"Yep. I try not to worry about her but I've been watching out for her for years. It still is hard to treat her like an equal. Intellectually, I know that she is more than capable of taking care of anything that threatens her but emotionally I still have the burning need to keep her safe. And now that she is carrying our children it is even worse!" 

"The same way I do. We've all been friends for years. The three musketeers as her mom use to call us." Jonathan sat down in the chair and motioned for Rand to take the chair next to him. Sitting down he stared out at the moon. Tonight was one of the nights that one could actually see Earth's moon. 

"Can you imagine how dull life would be without Gracie and Pati?"

"Dull...no! I don't think it would be dull. It would be damn lonely though. If Gracie was ever taken from me, it would be like a piece of me was ripped out."

"I know. I feel the same way about Pati. I love her. She's just so damn stubborn. She tries to take all the responsibility of her addiction on herself. She always waits until she can't handle it anymore before she calls me."

"Maybe she wants to try and handle it on her own?" Rand offered.

"I don't know. But it's damn frustrating. I am her husband. We're in this for better or worse. I sometimes feel like I'm being left out."

"Do you?" A soft voice asked from behind them. Looking over his shoulder, Rand saw Pati standing in the open door way. "I wait until I can't bear it anymore before I involve you, Jonathan. I love you so much that I hate seeing you in pain. And you can't tell me that helping me doesn't cause you pain."

"But it's my right to share everything with you, Pati. Pleasure and pain alike." 

"Well, this my cue to leave." Rand said as he stood up. "Don't fight the rest of the night, kids. It's too beautiful of a night to fight. Find something more pleasant to occupy your time," he advised with a wink. He vaulted back across the space between the balconies and disappeared into his suite. 

"You know if Gracie ever catches him, he's toast," Pati said as she settled into her husband's arms.

"I know! I told him." Jonathan pulled her deeper into his embrace. If he lived to be a thousand years old he would never get enough of holding her.

* * * * *

Kat sat under the stars. She was spending her first night in the Areseric desert. She could hear the native bugs start to sing to one another. She expected it to sound like the crickets at home but as the noise slowly grew, she realized that they had a soft hum opposed to the chirps that she was used to. Resting her head on her bent knees, she watched as Charlie set up their camp. They had ridden for a couple more hours before he had stopped and declared that it was time to set up camp for the night. When she had offered to help him, he had shot her a dark look and ordered her to sit down and stay out of his way. Whatever truce or easiness that they had established earlier in the day was gone. It was going to be a long couple of weeks if he kept blowing hot and cold.  



Healer's Touch Ch. 03



Sorry about the delay. Hope to have the next chapter posted in next couple of days. All feedback is welcome.

When Kat woke up the next morning, she saw that Charlie was already up and tending the fire that he had started the night before. The tantalizing smell of fresh brewed coffee was carried to her on the wind.  Sitting up, she slowly rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.  

"Good, you're up. We can get an early start today," he said as he handed her a cup of coffee. Kat smiled in thanks and took a sip of the hot brew.  She winced as it's bitter flavor coated her tongue. 

"Just out of curiosity, Charlie, how many packets of coffee did you use to make this?" 

"Three." He walked back over to the fire and poured himself a cup. He took a sip of it before spitting it out. "Yuk! What's wrong with the coffee that you brought?" 

"Nothing, Charlie. You just simply put to much in the pot."

"It said three on the packet."

"Three scoops, not three packets," she said as she stood and walked over to the fire. Dumping her coffee on the fire, she stretched and headed towards the zephti. Laying a reassuring hand on it's back, she softly rubbed it. The animal leaned towards her as she scratched it's favorite spot. 

Behind her, Charlie scowled and dumped the pot over the fire. Grabbing his pack he found a couple of nutrition bars. Tearing one of them open, he took a big bite out of it. 

"Here." He handed the other bar to her.

"What's this?" Kat asked as she accepted the bar.

"Breakfast." He turned back and started gathering up their bedrolls. 

"Wonderful!", Kat mumbled as she took a bite out of it. It tasted like cardboard. And she had a feeling it was going to be a long time until lunch.





Healer's Touch Ch. 03



"Pati?" "Relax, sweetheart. I want to show you something and this way you can't get away from me."

"I didn't like it the last time you tied me up!"

"Sure you did. You just didn't like the fact that I took all the control away from you. This time I'm going to show you that I still desire you without the drug's influence." 

"Pati, I don't know what you are trying to prove. I love you. It doesn't matter." 

"It does to me...so shut up and let me love you." She leaned down and grasped him by his cock. 

"If you put it that way..." he gasped as she licked the head of it. She was obviously not fooling around. He gritted his teeth as he felt himself harden with a rush. Pati moaned happily as he hardened in front of her eyes. 

"That's better..." she whispered before engulfing him in her mouth. He arched up against her. He was breathing raggedly by the time she released his straining erection. 

"Pati, come here." 

"Why?" 

"I want to eat you. You've made me hungry. Now come and feed me." he coaxed.

"What a naughty boy you are." she scolded.

"Come here," he whispered as he used a spell to float her above him.

"That's not fair, Jonathan. No magic!"

"Not even when it allows me to do this?" he asked as he lowered her to his waiting mouth. 

"I.... Ohhhhh!" Pati's head flew back as his tongue darted inside of her folds to find her clit. He growled at the spicy taste of his chosen. Damn, she tasted good. He ran his tongue down from her clit to her moist slit. Sinking his tongue deep inside of her, he lapped at her inner flesh. 

"You taste wonderful," he growled as his magic released its' hold. He assumed that he had her hot enough to stay put. Now she was in position to let him eat to his heart's content. He growled when she lifted her womanhood off his mouth. 

"Come back here," he growled deeply!

"No. I need to ride you." Pati scooted back and grasped him. Sliding him around her opening she sank down on him. "Oh yeah. This is it!" 

"Son of a bit....." he argued as she started moving herself up and down. Tugging on the bindings, he was surprised when they slipped free. She must not have spoken the spell correctly. 

Pati was surprised when she felt her husband's hands grasp her hips. Opening her eyes, she stared down at him in surprise. How had he gotten free?

"You've been a naughty little girl, Pati." he growled again before rolling her under him. Grasping her legs, he hoisted them over his shoulders and sank even deeper inside of her. He withdrew until just his tip was still inside of her.

"Jon...please!" she cried.

"I have a point to make to you, little girl. I love you. Drug or no drug, you are mine. I will always want you and know that you will do the same. We are Chosens and bonded and we are perfectly suited. Do you understand me?" he growled as he kept his eyes locked with hers.

"I, I..." she stammered.

"Say yes, dear!" he growled against her lips.

"Yes, dear." she said obediently. She moaned as he started thrusting inside of her welcoming body.



Healer's Touch Ch. 04



Charles gazed into the fire as he stroked the soft skin of the foal that was resting at his side. Occasionally he glanced down at the small creature. Across the fire, Kat was curled up with a blanket and in a deep slumber. The shadows under her eyes told their own story. She had fought quite the battle as she helped the zephti make it's entrance into the world. The foal made a questioning sound as it looked at Kat.

"Relax, she is just sleeping," he reassured the colt. Since his people settled in the desert, the zephti had been a mystery. The scientists were still trying to figure out why zephti young bonded with Aresericans. It had simply been the way of it. He had assumed that the foal would bond with him but to his surprise the colt had chosen to bond with Kat. It was the first time that he had ever seen it happen. Even when Earthlings were present the zephti always chose the Areserican. Maybe the colt recognized her as the one that had helped him into the world. 

He watched in amusement as the colt left his side and stumbled on it's shaky legs to Kat's side. It's mother lifted her head and watched as the baby plopped down next to Kat. Charles couldn't help but chuckle when it lipped at a strand of her hair. Kat mumbled in her sleep and turned towards the colt.

He wished that she was different...that she was as lacking power as he was. Today he had seen that she had a backbone of steel that was tempered with compassion. If he were looking for a queen to rule at his side, she would be a very good candidate. If she were powerless, he wouldn't resist the desire to make her his queen and mate.





Healer's Touch Ch. 05



I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to get this posted. But hopefully it is worth the wait. I have also submitted chapter six at the same time, so I hope that they post together. All feedback is welcome.

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Aric looked over his shoulder at the naked woman that was sprawled across his bed. Her continuing gasps, told their own story. Ellen was still lost in the throes of the spell that he had placed on her. It was one that would make the effects of her orgasm last. He smiled as she finally sank into the bed with a soft moan of satisfaction. If nothing else good came about this banishment to Earth, he could say that Ellen was a definite perk. He had never had a woman as hot for him as she was. 

The phone next to the bed rang. Reaching over he picked it up. 

"They on their way back to Areseric." 

"Philip, I was hoping to hear from you. Tell me what you have found out." He strode out of the room with the cordless phone and headed towards the kitchen. Stopping in front of the fridge, he pulled out a carton of juice and poured himself a glass.

"From what information I have gathered, Princess Gracie has asked King Charles to escort the healer to Arianna."

"Ah...so she is going to Areseric for training. I want you to delay them. I will be returning to Venus in due time. I don't want Charles to be intrenched in Kartic when I arrive."

"What you do you want me to do?" 

"I want you to persuade Charles that he doesn't want to go to Kartic. I don't want him dead but only wishing that he was. If he dies, I will have to wait a year while the council decides to appoint me as king. I don't want that. I need to defeat him in a battle to assume his position as king. Do you understand me, Philip?" 

"Yes. I will do this. Just remember your end of the bargain, Aric." Philip's voice turned cold. "If you double cross me on this, there is no place you can hide." 

"You'll get what is coming to you, Philip." he assured him before he hung the phone up. 

* * * 

Kat covertly watched as Charles stripped his shirt off. He was kneeling next to the river a few yards from their campsite. This was the first time that she had ever seen him without a shirt on. She watched with envy as he cupped his hands and splashed water onto his chest. She could see the drops of water sliding down his stomach and under the waist of his pants. If he wanted her to just view him as a friend, standing as he was, wasn't helping matters. She quickly looked away as he started to turn back towards the campsite. It wouldn't be good if he caught her ogling him again. She was trying hard to honor his request but it was damn hard when she went to sleep wanting him and woke up the same way.

"Okay, Kat, you can look now. I'm decent." Charlie said a few moments later.

"You really shouldn't have..." Kat muttered under her breath before turning back around to face him. He was in the process of tucking his shirt into his pants. "My turn?" 

* * * 

Charlie swallowed hard at her soft question. He was tempted to tell her no. That his willpower wouldn't survive her disrobing in front of him. He clenched his jaw before nodding quickly. She smiled at him before darting around him. A few moments later he heard a splash. Had she fallen in? Spinning around, he looked for her frantically. He was shocked when he found her immersed waist deep in the water. Then she dove under the water in a shallow dive and disappeared from sight. 

"Katrina!" he strode purposefully to the water's edge and scanned the waters, looking for a sign of his wayward ward. When her head finally popped out of the water a good distance from where she had begun, he frowned with surprise. She treated the water as if it were a natural element for her to play in. 

"You called?" Her voice echoed across the open water.

"What in the name of Areseric are you doing?" He stopped just short of entering the water.

"You can't mean to tell me, you have never seen a woman swim?"

"Swim?" A look of puzzlement was clear on his face.

"Yes. A body gets in the water, picks up their feet and swims. You know moving your arms and legs while not touching the bottom? I will admit this river is a bit on the small side for swimming but it feels refreshing none the less." 

"Small? Woman, you are swimming in the largest river in Areseric. It is only second in size to the Great River that flows north of the Great Palace."

"Really?" She smiled as she floated on her back.

"Yes. The Great River is ten feet deep. This one is about eight feet. You need to come out of there before you drown." 

"I've been in pools deeper than this, Charlie. Why don't you come in and join me? It's fun." She laughed and then sunk beneath the water once more. He stared at her in disbelief. What did she mean that she had been in water deeper than this? Was the woman certifiable?

"Katrina! Little witch..." he muttered to himself. Reaching down he unlaced his shoes, preparing to enter the water. If he drowned it was on her head!

* * * 

Kat smiled when she felt the splash under the water. She surfaced and laughed when she saw the look on Charlie's face as he stood in the water up to his knees. 

"Come in a bit further."

"You know, I can't believe I'm in here with you. Don't you earthlings do anything normal?"

"This is normal. You need to remember that seventy percent of Earth is water. Almost everyone knows how to swim. Our deepest ocean is over thirty eight thousand feet deep. Not that we have ever gone that deep."

'Thirty eight what?" He looked at her with confusion.

"I forget. You have a metric system. Almost eleven thousand meters."

"And you live on this planet?"

"Yes. Don't look so shocked, Charlie. Just as red dirt and the endless miles of Areseric are familiar to you, Earth's blue waters are to me. Now come a bit further into the water and I'll teach you how to float."

Charles watched her and finally took her outstretched hand. 

"If I die, you are going to have to answer to the people of Areseric."

"Relax." She smiled at him. She slowly led him out into deeper water. When it finally came up to her shoulders, she let go of him. He stood impassively as the water lapped at his abs. It was a tempting sight. 

* * * 

Rand was sitting in his study, going over a treaty that his father had given him, when the vision took a hold of him.  ...he was in the red dessert of Areseric. In the distance he could see the camp that Charles had set up for himself and Kat. He watched as a lone figure crept closer to the camp. He watched in horror as the man used a blast of power to knock Kat half way across the camp before the man hit Charles from behind. He could see although the man was a wizard, he was smaller than Charles. Charles easily outweighed him by fifty pounds and eight inches. Rand also knew from experience that while Charles was even larger than him, his reflexes were just as fast if not faster than his. What he lacked in magic, the King of Areseric made up for in sheer physical prowess. 

He watched as Charles quickly escaped the wizard's grasp. As Charles surged to his feet, he could see the anger in Charles eyes if he had been the one facing off with him. This did not bode well. As long as he had know Charles, he had been the most even tempered man. But when Charlie lost his cool, people ended up hurt or dead. He winced as he watched Charles toss the wizard across the campfire. The wizard landed on the ground next Kat. Seeing his opportunity, he drug Kat in front of him as a shield. Kat struggled to free herself from the wizard. He watched in futile anger as the wizard threw a bolt of power at Charles. Charles rolled quickly to the side, his years of unarmed combat coming to his aid. The wizard was shouting at Charles but Rand couldn't make out the words. What the wizard did next made Rand recoil in horror. He picked up defenseless Kat and tossed her into the campfire while chanting a spell to make the campfire burn higher and hotter...

Rand jerked back to the present when his dad entered the study.

"Going over that treaty, son?" Mica asked as he closed the door behind him. Immediately, King Mica realized the signs of a vision. He strode over to the desk and leaned down to gaze into his son's eyes. 

"Share it with me, Rand." Mica held his breath as the familiar link between he and his son snapped into place. He gritted his teeth as he experienced the vision that Rand had just had. When he finally broke the connection between them, both were sweating. 

"Dad, I have to warn him. Kat is Pati's only hope of ever having a normal life again. She can't die." 

"Go after them." 

"But-" He looked to his dad for reassurance that his dad would protect his most precious gift: Gracie.

"Don't worry, I'll keep Gracie and the babies safe. Go warn them."

* * *

Clara stood on the balcony and watched as Rand disappeared into the waiting hovercraft. She knew his mission. This second sight that she had been given had been a gift and a curse. She was destined to know the outcome of everything around her. She had outlived two of her chosens. It had been a hard pill to swallow too. But in turn the gift had given her many gifts. She had seen her sister marry a wonderful wizard. She still couldn't help but smile in remembrance at the chase Eve had led Connor on. She had foreseen that her beautiful niece would marry the next King of Venus and bear him three wonderful children. That their love would be one that future generations would build fairytales around.

She was jerked out of her thoughts when she saw her youngest niece walk into the gardens. She didn't see her niece's husband, Jonathan, but she knew that he never let her out of his sight for very long. Especially after Pati had been kid-napped. To this day, Jonathan, still thought that if he hadn't been so relaxed after making love to his chosen for the first time, she would never had been taken from him. Clara knew that it was pointless to argue with the young wizard that nothing would have changed the outcome of that event. It had been Pati's fate to have that incident mold her into a strong witch. She knew that Pati believed that she was powerless but that was soon to change. 

Once Pati gave birth to her darling daughter and son, she would come into her powers. She sure hoped that Jonathan was prepared for the backlash. She had spoken to him earlier about what was going to happen once his children were born and she knew that he had gone to Rand and confided in him. Even though they had both married and gotten their wives pregnant within months of each other, they were still the best of friends, and they shared everything.

Clara sighed as she turned to the steps that connected her balcony to the east garden entrance. It was time to go and prepare Pati for the change that was coming.

* * *

Gracie caught up with Pati in the garden. She was not as nimble as she had been. Her precious babies had definitely put a waddle in her walk, she thought as she tried to keep pace next to Pati. 

"Slow down, Sis." 

"Why? You can use the extra exercise." 

"Brat!" Gracie scolded. "You are forgetting who is the crown princess here. And who is the one carrying the next heirs to the throne. I swear my job is never done."

"Oh, bite me, Gracie. You love those babies and you love being Rand's princess. It's much better than being Rand's advisor, isn't it?" Pati asked, referring to Gracie's childhood dream of being the next king's advisor. She had so wanted to follow in their dad's footsteps. But Rand had other ideas of what role Gracie was going to play in his life. And in the end Rand had persevered.

Gracie laughed. It lit up her beautiful blue eyes. 

"So true," she admitted with a grin. 

"Still acting like school girls, I see." Both of Gracie and Pati turned to see Auntie Clara walking towards them. As usual she was wearing one of her cream colored, flowing robes that made her look more like an fallen angel than a wise woman that could predict the future with unerring accuracy. Add to that the fact that her once auburn hair was now a mix of golden hues of white, red and chestnut, she truly seemed like she was an angel that had been kicked out of heaven. Probably due to the lively twinkle in her emerald eyes that made one think that she had a wonderful secret that she was refusing to share with everyone.

"Auntie Clara!" Gracie waddled forward and took her hands. "Lets go sit in the gazebo."

As all three of the ladies settled into the gazebo that Rand had commissioned for Gracie, they fell into any easy conversation. Finally Gracie arched her eyebrow at her aunt.

"What?" Clara asked innocently.

"Okay, Auntie. Spill. You had a purpose for coming out here. What dire predictions do you have for us today?" Gracie asked in a good-natured tone.

"It's about you, Pati." 

Pati groaned. 

"I just knew it. You couldn't leave well enough alone, Auntie. You had your hand in Gracie's destiny, so you couldn't resist on making sure that you left your mark on mine too?" 

"I've already spoken with Jonathan, Pati. I want both of you prepared for the outcome of your babies."

"BABIES!" Pati squeaked her mind overcome with the idea of having more than one infant at a time.

"Yes. Up until your mother, every woman in your family has had at least one multiple birth. Your mother didn't because your father controlled how many babies and how often she got pregnant."

"The men can do that!" Gracie exclaimed.

"Oh, yes. These wizards are very good at controlling the outcome of their lovings."

"Oh, I'm gonna kill him!" Gracie growled.

"Who?" Pati asked as she was jerked back into the conversation by her sister's outburst.

"My husband!" 

"What did he do now?" Pati asked confused. She hadn't absorbed what Gracie and Clara had just been talking about.

"He deliberately got me pregnant with three babies!" Gracie narrowed her eyes. "He wanted to make sure that I would never be able to leave him."

Tsk, tsk, Gracie. You know I love you. I don't need anything other than that to tie us together. As far as the children are concerned, the little tykes got away from me.

Rand, you rat! And when did these little tykes get away from you? 

They were conceived on our wedding night, Gracie. I wanted to give you something that I will never give another woman. Our children are precious gifts. And this will be the first and last time I will ever let you get pregnant, my love. So I chose to gift you with three. One for each month that I spent chasing your lovely ass all over Venus before you gave in and married me. 

Gracie bit back a moan as she felt the sensation of a calloused hand running over her bottom. It was a handy trick her husband had, she had found out. He could caress her anytime and anyplace he chose. 

"Gracie, pay attention!" Auntie Clara said. Randall, behave yourself. Or I'll tell your wife where you are going.

Now, Clara, there's no need for that. I'll be a good boy and leave her alone.

See that you do. This important!

"What were you saying, Auntie?" Gracie asked as Rand finally withdrew his touch.

"You are going to train your sister."

"Train her for what?"

"After Pati births your niece and nephew, her power will come forth. In each generation of our family, there is always one woman with the latent gift. It has always triggered after the birth of their first child. And in this case, after Pati has the babies, her magic is going to consume her. Or at least try to. You are the only one that will be able to contain her energy."

* * *

Charles glared over at Kat. He was sitting next to the campfire and shivering. 

"Aw, come on, Charlie. How was I to know that your river water effected you this way? I'm sorry you took a chill."

"It doesn't effect you this way?" he growled.

"Ah...no. In fact I've never felt better." she whispered as she offered him a cup of soup. "Why don't you let me heal you? I'll take away those cold flashes."

"I....I...I don't...don't think...so....so," he gritted his teeth clenched together to keep from chattering.

"This is nonsense, Charlie. I'm not going to let you suffer." Kat walked around the fire to his side, holding a small piece of kindling.

"I won't be responsible for my actions if you touch me, Katrina." he growled as he shifted away from her outstretched hand.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Kat stared at him and waited for the stubborn man to see reason. "You're going to shake yourself to death. I can help you. Surely you have more control than that, Charlie. You're the King of Areseric!" 

"And what does being king have anything to do with my control?" he growled as the fire leapt higher in his gaze.

"You're obviously sick, Charlie. Sick men don't have amorous thoughts. They just want to curl up and die." Kat snapped the kindling between her fingers out of frustration.

"Touch me and we'll see how sick I actually am, Katrina. Don't tempt me. You promised that you wouldn't throw temptation in my face." His face filled with frustrated desire and longing. Even when he knew that he couldn't have her. 

"This is not about temptation. This is about you suffering because you can't stand the idea of me touching you. You know, you are an incrediably thick-skulled man." She turned back to the fire and tossed the broken kindling into the fire. Then she straightened her back. 

* * *

Charles watched her carefully. He sensed that she was not going to leave well enough alone. He didn't dare try and explain to her that the waters of Areseric had not made him sick but had only intensified his desire for her. The tremors that she had mistaken for chills were actually a sign of his longing. He was using the guise of being sick to keep her at arms length. 

He growled when she turned back around and stomped back towards him. 

"Growl all you want! I'm going to heal you and there's not a damn thing you can do about it!" 

"Katrina!" he warned as just before she placed her hands on him. He closed his eyes as pleasure raced through him where her hands rested on his shoulders. As the fire raced through his system, he fought it desperately. 

"You're burning up!" Kat winced as the heat under her hands seemed to grow. 

"Let go of me!" His control was unraveling quickly. He pulled away from her to only have her follow him.

"Just let me heal you and I'll never touch you again," she pleaded as she stared down into his green eyes.

"You just don't get it, do you?" He grabbed her around the waist and tried to push her away from him. When she clung to him tightly, he cursed loudly. 

"Such language!" 

Charles stared at her in disbelief. He growled, grabbed her hand, and shoved in between his legs. She gasped when she felt the length of him against her fingers. Her eyes locked with his. 

"Back off!" After he released her hand, she scrambled away from him. 

"You are seriously deranged! You're the only man I've ever met that gets horny when he's sick!" 

"I'm not sick, woman!"

"Then why do you have chills? I can see you trembling from here." She watched in nervously. 

"Desire! I want you and I'm not happy about it!" 

Charles watched as the knowledge that he had been trying to keep from her became obvious.

"Oh..."

* * *

Later that night after the sun set, Kat watched Charlie drift off to sleep. He was tired and that was obvious. She wasn't sure what to make of Charlie's reaction. She could use the waters of Areseric to push him over the edge. But the true question was, could she live with the guilt afterwards? She wanted him but she surely wasn't that desperate yet. She would rather have him willing and eager than forcing a response out of his sexy body. As her granddaddy use to say, making love without the love was no better than a mere shaking of hands. 




Healer's Touch Ch. 05



Staring up at the stars, she sighed. It was times like this that she missed her grandpa. She longed to be able to talk to him. She was at a cross roads. Now that she knew how to get around his self control, did she want to? 



Healer's Touch Ch. 06



Kat watched as Charlie groaned and rolled over onto his stomach. She had not been able to sleep since she had figured out that Charlie's need had become more intense when the waters of Areseric had penetrated his skin. Despite the dilemma, she was still found peace in watching the stars brighten as the night grew deeper. She had been staring at the stars for hours when Charlie had started to thrash around and moan softly. 

She crawled over to him, concerned that he was in pain. As she lifted her hand to touch him, she hesitated. She longed to touch him but wasn't sure if she should. Finally she placed a hand on his shoulder with the intention of waking him up.  

"Oh...." she gasped as she was dragged under him  She stared up in surprise at him before he lowered his head and attached his mouth to the side of her neck. She groaned as he started sucking on the tender skin at the base of her throat.

* * * 

Charlie growled happily as he raised his head and saw the love mark that he had left on the little healer's neck.  He had always been a possessive lover. He loved leaving his mark on his mate. Maybe it was due to the Areseric blood that ran through his veins. Or maybe it was simply because he was a dominant male.  

He growled when he saw the flush on her face. She was definitely aroused. Perfect, he thought as he thumbed one of the soft pink nipples. As it hardened for him, he rumbled as he captured it between his lips. Sucking it into his moist mouth, he ran his tongue over the tip of it.  As he laved the end of it, he imagined that one day he would be doing the same thing and tasting the milk that she would have for their son.  He groaned deeply at the thought of her carrying his child.  It was one of the regrets that he had from his previous marriage. He had always longed for children. 

 He turned his head and treated the other nipple to the same treatment. He growled again when he felt her little hands tangle in his hair before pulling his head closer to her. He could hear her gasps and moans as she squirmed under him. He could feel her rubbing her pussy against his stomach and hips. He caught her hips and pressed her even more tightly against him. 

"Charlie!" 

"Patience, my Kitty-Kat. We'll get there," he whispered as he lifted his head and stared into her passion glazed eyes.  He could feel her sharp little nails pressing against his shoulders in protest. 

"I ache..." she panted as he held her pinned under him. 

"As do I!" He said menacingly before pinning her hands above her head with his. With their height difference, he could easily restrain her. Lifting himself above her, he settled deep in the 'vee' of her splayed legs. They both groaned when he ground his aching cock against her pussy. When he slowly rocked against her, Kat wrapped her legs around his trim waist, urging him to quicken the pace. With a deep moan, he granted her wish and rocked urgently against her as he kept his upper body off hers. 

* * * 

Kat gasped in pleasure as Charlie pinned her to the rough ground. She had tried to resist the temptation. She knew that he had been in a deep sleep. She shouldn't be enjoying this but she couldn't resist the pleasure. Pinned as she was, she was helpless against the pleasure that his thrusting hips were giving her. He was rubbing against her aching mound and her sensitive clit was throbbing. She could feel her orgasm coming. She was breathing raggedly.  

"OH MY GOD!" she screamed as her body exploded. 

* * *

Charlie awoke when he heard Kat's scream. He opened his eyes and stared down at the moaning thrashing Kat. WHAT THE HELL? She was climaxing and she was UNDER him!

"Fuck!" He growled as his cock erupted inside of his pants. When the tremors of pleasure finally resided, he looked down at her flushed face. 

"Hi..." she whispered.

"What the hell happened?" he spat arrogantly at her after he rolled off of her soft small body. Sitting up, he ran a hand through his hair.

"You were dreaming." Kat sat up too. She gently reached out to touch his shoulder. 

"Don't!" he hissed. 

"Charlie?" Kat whispered uneasily.

"Don't touch me, Katrina. This should never have happened." He stood and walked over to their bags.

"Why do you keep fighting this? It's obvious that we want each other." 

"I was dreaming Kat. And it wasn't about you." He lied without turning to look at her. He couldn't bear to watch the hurt that he knew was going to be in those beautiful brown eyes.

"Then who..." Kat asked softly 

"My wife," he said as he finally turned back to look at her. 

"So I was...."

"Just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I told you before nothing will ever come of this. I am a man and I have needs..." 

"I get it. You don't want me other than as a brief fuck....." Kat whispered as she scrambled to her feet and ran for the river.

"Kat!" Charles yelled. Concerned for her safety, he followed her. It was still dark out and she didn't need to be wandering around. He heard the splash as she dove into the water. 

"FUCK!" he grumbled as he stood at the edge of the water. The little witch knew that he wouldn't follow her into the water. Not after his close call earlier. Even with the meager release he had just had, his hunger was still too close to the surface to attempt another dip into the water. Pacing at the edge of the water, he watched in the moonlight as she started swimming away from him.  He kept pace with her on land. Even if he couldn't go into the water, he was going to protect her.  

He followed her on foot for the next hour until it looked she was finally tiring. As she crawled to the shore trembling with fatigue, he knelt down next to her. Reaching up he pushed a wet strand of her hair off her cheek. 

"Don't touch me!" she argued weakly as she collapsed, her body half in the water and half out of it.

"I thought that was my line..." he whispered as he watched her eyes drift shut. She was clearly exhausted from her long swim. He leaned over and picked her up with easy strength and cradled her in his arms.

"You're a real bastard." Kat mumbled sleepily. 

"I know." Charles winced as he turned and headed back towards their camp. 

* * * Philip watched the pair intently from behind a kor. Since it was night, it too slumbered. He would have to make his move before morning came though. Once the kor awoke it would be hungry and he had no intentions of becoming it's dinner. 

He had been awakened by the same scream that had roused King Charles. He had watched from a distance as the two obviously had a disagreement and then the healer had headed into the river. He found this fact rather interesting. If they had just had an argument, why was she partaking of Areseric's most well know aphrodisiac?  

The king was obviously showing more restraint. He followed the woman but stayed on the bank. As Philip kept behind them but still within sight, he was surprised to see that the woman was traveling farther down stream. What kind of being was she? He had never seen any of the Aresericans stay in contact with the water for more than a few minutes. Even the more daring women and men had only gone in as far as their waists before coming back out and screwing themselves silly. The healer had obviously better control of her libido or she simply wasn't affected the same way as they were. It was a rather intriguing thought. 

He backed up quickly but silently as the couple came back into closer view. The king was carrying the limp healer in his arms.  As he waited in the shadows, the king and healer passed mere feet from his hiding spot. It would be ideal to strike now but Aric had said nothing about hurting the healer. And it went against the grain for him to lift a hand against a healer. His dead mother had been a healer. He could no more strike a healer than he could his own mother.  

He was patient. The king's time would come. He would just have to wait for it. He would attack soon perhaps just as the sun rose.

* * *

Clara was awakened from a dead sleep by the pounding on her suite door. She glanced at the clock and groaned. It was three AM! And she knew exactly who was at her door.  Sighing, she rolled out of her bed, and grabbed the white robe off the foot of the bed. Shrugging into it, she walked out to the sitting area of her suite. Opening the door a crack, she saw her enraged niece. 

"This couldn't wait until the morning, Gracie?" she asked as she pulled the door further open. 

"No! I need to talk to you. Now!", she added as she watched her aunt start to close the door.

"Fine - come in before you wake up half the household." Clara said as she turned leaving the door part way open. "Please don't slam the door." 

As Clara settled into the armchair next to the fireplace, she watched Gracie waddle back and forth in front of her. Finally she stopped and looked at her aunt. Blue sparks lit up her eyes. 

"Was it a diversion?"

"No." Clara said already knowing what Gracie was referring to. "Your sister will come into her powers after she has her babies.  You will be the best person to teach her how to control them. She will need YOU!"

"Did you know that my husband has left? Or where he is going?" 

"Yes. I knew. You are in no condition to follow him, Gracie. You are seven months pregnant. If it weren't for Kat's touch you would have already had those three. Who knows if you or they would have lived?"

"What do you mean?" Gracie asked with a frown.

"Each time she had touched you, she has healed your body. There is a reason why Rand is only planning on only having these babies with you. Your body will not be able to handle having any more pregnancies. Once is all he gets and he knows it. So he made his one shot count." 

"Oh...."

"So you need to stay here and give those babies a chance. If you go traipsing out into the desert after your husband, you could cause yourself great harm. But it could be even worse for those three babies!" She watched as Gracie turned away from her. 

"But even as I tell you these facts, I know you are going to go after him. It is the way of Chosens." Clara sighed as Gracie rushed out of the room.  

* * * 

As the sunlight finally touched Kat's sleeping face, Charlie knew that he was a goner. That as surely as the Sun shone above - he was falling in love with the little healer. He was still fighting it as hard as he could but he had finally realized that even if he fell in love with her, he would never have her. He just couldn't trust either of them that far.

Gently shaking her, he woke her up. 

"Let's go Katrina. It's time to head out." He spoke firmly as he crossed the fire and squatted down to start Kat's precious coffee. He had finally figured out how to make a decent cup. 

Kat grumbled and joined him by the fire. As she knelt down to take the coffee from him she was suddenly airborne. She landed on the far side of the fire headfirst and with a loud thump. 

"KATRINA!" Charles jumped to his feet to only be hit from behind.

* * * 

Rand cursed as he neared the campsite and saw the man attack Charles. 

"Yah!" he yelled as he urged the zephti into a fast gallop. He had to reach the campfire before Kat watched dazed as a man and his attacker circled each other. She sat up and tried to shake the cobwebs out of her head. She had landed hard on the ground and had hit her head. Oh how it ached. She was trying to get to her feet when she was suddenly grabbed by the smaller of the two men. She struggled painfully against his strong arm as he twisted hers behind her back.

"Stay back," he warned the others, "or she goes into the fire."

"She's a healer. They are protected by law. It's a sure death sentence if you kill her." The larger man tried to argue.

"Why should I care. I've already broken the law concerning the king. How much more dead can I get?" 

Kat squeaked as she was lifted up and thrust towards the fire. She screamed as she felt him let go of her and the fire raced up to meet her.

* * *

The next few minutes were a blur for Kat. Just as she saw the flames leap up to engulf her, she was snatched out of the air by a pair of strong arms and the fire was snuffed instantly. She sobbed softly as she was cradled against a hard chest. She looked up to see a pair of green eyes surrounded by fiery red hair watching her. 

"Are you okay, Katrina?" Charles asked her softly.

"Katrina? Is that my name?" she whispered as she clung to him.

"Katrina or Kat," a somewhat familiar voice said from behind her. She turned and looked over to see another man. This man had dark hair instead of the red hair of the man holding her. He wasn't nearly as tall or as muscular as the redhead. Who were these men?

"He's gone." Rand said to Charles as he crossed over to them.

"Damn." Charles turned and sat down on his bedroll, still holding Kat. He gently ran his fingers over her head and neck - feeling for cuts and bumps. He winced as she moaned when he found the large knot on the base of her skull. "That's quite the bump you've got there." 

"Do you know who I am?" Rand asked as he crouched down in front of her.

"Ah....I think I should know but I..." Kat frowned as she drew a blank.

"What is the last thing that you remember, Kat?" Charles held his breath as he waited for her answer.

"Ah....trying to sit up. I don't remember anything before that."

"Well, damn." Rand muttered. "I think that you have a case of short- term amnesia." 

Play along with me, Charles. I know that you will want to resist but she's not safe. She needs protection. I can't offer her the protection of my name. You can.

* * *

Charles held his breath as he realized what Rand was going to do. And he wasn't wrong. Rand straightened up and then took Kat's hand.

"Then I believe that introductions are in order, Kat. I am Rand. I'm the Prince of Venus. I brought you back with me after I had been abandoned on your planet.  You've been staying with me and my family.  That was until one week ago when you tested with an advisor who said you needed more and specialized training. This man is Charles, though you usually call him Charlie. He's the King of Areseric, one of the countries under my rule. Since the healer you are to train with is in Areseric, it only made sense to have him escort you. Plus it was suppose to give you time alone with each other. You and he are Chosens." Charles erupted to his feet angrily!  Charles couldn't believe what Rand had just said. He had expected Rand to say that they were engaged. Never had he imagined that he would claim that they were Chosens. On Venus, 'chosens' were much more than just man and wife. They were bonded together body, heart, soul, and magically. They were true lifemates and once a member of the royal families declared that a chosen couple existed there was no way out for either person. Rand had just bonded him and Kat together. The bond wouldn't be any stronger or more permanent even if he had glued them together with SuperGlue.

"Chosens? What does that mean?" Kat asked as her head began to throb even harder.

"Don't worry about it, Kitty-Kat." Charles soothed her hair off her face. "You just worry about getting better. I'll take care of everything else." Over her head, he glared at his friend.

* * *

Rand was helping Charlie pack up the campsite when he felt his wife's anger.

I have a bone to pick with you, Your Highness. 

Rand stopped. He smiled ironically. It seemed that more and more often these days she had a bone to pick with him. 

Gracie, my love, where are you? Are you in our bathroom, taking a bubble bath? he teased. 

No! I'm following your stubborn ass. Did you really think you could leave without me?

"Son of bitch!" Rand dropped Kat's bedroll that he had been rolling up. Charlie looked over in surprise. 

"Is everything okay?"

"No, it isn't. Gracie's following me." Rand looked around quickly, assuming that his wife was in the immediate area. When he didn't spot her, he groaned. 

 When did you leave the palace?

At dawn this morning, you jerk. You left me alone. You know I can't sleep without you. 

Guilt consumed Rand. He knew better than to leave his Chosen.  Chosens could not tolerate long separations. And he had most deliberately not taken time to merge with her, because he had known she would realize that he was going away and why. He felt like an utter ass for treating his beloved wife that way.

 "I'm coming to meet you, Gracie. Be careful. There is a wizard that has just attacked Charles and Kat in the area. He ran off and I am not sure which direction he took."

"He doesn't want to cross me in the mood I'm in!" 

Her voice was showing the strain of anger and frustration. Rand hoped in a way that the wizard would cross his wife's path. Maybe if she worked some of her anger out fighting one defeated wizard, she wouldn't be as angry with him when he finally did show up. 

"I have to head back to Trila, Charles. I'm sorry. Gracie is headed this way and she is alone! I need to join her."

Charles could see the sincere apology in his friend's eyes. The older wizard didn't want to leave either of them there.

"I understand. Your first duty is to your wife." Rand nodded and turned to leave, glad that his friend understood.

"Just one question before you go, Your Highness." Charles waited for the stiffening of his friend's shoulders. He didn't have long to wait. When titles were used between friends it meant "trouble".

"What?" Rand growled as he slowly turned back to him.

"Can I expect you and Gracie at my upcoming wedding?" Charles made the question sound innocent but Rand could see the anger in his friend's eyes. He was not hiding the fact that he was unhappy with Rand. Rand was glad that Kat couldn't see the daggers that Charles was shooting his way. 

"Wouldn't miss it for anything, Charles. You and Katrina are well suited, Charles. I wouldn't miss the chance to place the bindings on myself." Rand then headed back to the zephti that he had ridden, his thoughts now focused on finding his most upset and wayward wife. 

* * *

Charles watched as Rand disappeared. Behind him he could hear the rustle of Kat as she packed up her meager belongs. Rand had put him in a hell of spot. How was he going to explain to his people that he was bonded to an Earthling and worse - that he hadn't even bothered to consult with them as tradition required. And more than that ... that he was replacing Deanna with a woman who couldn't even begin to control her healing abilities. 

"Charlie?" 

He turned back to Kat. It nearly broke his heart to see her so vulnerable. He didn't know what to make of her -- this new and almost withdrawn Katrina. He was used to a much more fiery version of Kat. 

"Yes, Kitty-Kat." 

He smiled when he saw her back stiffen. He could recall the first time that he had called her that. If looks could have killed - he would have been dead. Even without her memory, it was obvious that she still objected to his pet name for her.

"Somehow, I don't think I have ever liked being called that, Charlie." Kat said as she approached him with her bedroll and bag.

"About as much as I like being called Charlie.", he admitted as he took the bag from her. 

* * *

Clara snuck into the king's study. She needed a private line to make a call on. She didn't need anyone overhearing her conversation. The king's private line was the only one that security couldn't listen in on. Walking briskly to the communications console, she dialed a number she knew by heart. She waited impatiently for it to ring.  She smiled when she heard the grating voice on the other end of the phone. 

"Winston, I need to talk to Arianna. And don't give me any of your "my lady is busy" crap." Clara said briskly as the butler sputtered. She loved harassing the poor man. He was much too uptight. 




Healer's Touch Ch. 06



A few moments later, Arianna's voice came from the communications console.

"Good morning Clara. What good news do you have for me today?" 

"It's about your son." 

"What has he done now?" Clara could hear the longing in her friend's voice. 

"He has managed to get himself engaged. How long has it been since you've spoken to him, dear Arianna?" 

"It's been seven months since he has uttered a single word to me. I miss him." 

"Well, that should soon change. Before long he will be under foot and making so many things difficult for everyone - that you will long for the time when he wasn't there."

"Never!" Arianna's voice was certain.



Healer's Touch Ch. 07



Sorry about the wait. I am submitting both chapter seven and eight at the same time. Let's hope they post the same day. As always feel free to comment and let me know what you think! 

Charles gazed down at the top of Kat's head, resting against his chest.. She had nodded off to sleep not long after they had set out for the day. He hoped that everything was all right with Gracie and Rand but at the moment he was more concerned about Kat. She had taken quite a hit from their attacker. His temper still stung from the fact that she had gotten hurt. He knew that if he could get his hands on him, the attacker would more than likely be dead. He hadn't felt this type of anger since his wife was shot. Heaven help him, he thought, if anything ever happens to Kat. He kept the zephti on a steady pace towards home while her colt trotted along behind them. He couldn't wait to take her to Arianna. Maybe she would know how to cure Kat's amnesia.

* * *

Phillip cursed softly. He had had a close escape. He had not expected Prince Rand to show up. He had delayed King Charles but he highly doubted that it was as long as Aric had hoped for. He hoped the little healer was all right. He had no ill will towards her. Rolling his tight shoulders, he moved quickly over the hot sand. His only goal was to put as much distance between him and Prince Rand as possible. Attacking Charles was one thing. He had no desire to challenge the Prince of Venus, a powerful wizard in his own right. He knew if he tangled with him, he more than likely would come out on the losing end. 

He paused when he heard the sound of an approaching zephti. Quickly he conjured up a cloaking spell. As the zephti passed by he couldn't believe his luck. There, balanced precariously, was Princess Gracie, heavy with child. She very well could be the bargaining chip that he could use against Aric. 

He waited until she passed by him before acting. He engulfed both her and zephti in a sleep spell and waited for the inevitable to happen. At first the zephti just slowed and Gracie grumbled in protest. Then as the animal came to a stop, before lowering it's body to the warm sand, it whinnied softly. At that point, Gracie swayed before falling forward and collapsing against the zephti's long neck, her swollen belly tucked safely between her and the zephti. 

* * *

Arianna walked briskly down the hall, her mind elsewhere. After her conversation with Clara her mind was flowing with the possible outcomes of her son being engaged. Who knew - maybe she would be a grandma some day!

"Arianna, I need to talk to you." She stopped and sighed. She recognized that male voice. She had been avoiding him since the night that he had cornered her in her room. It looked like her reprieve was over. 

"Councilor Dean, I am terribly busy today. Can it not wait til later?" 

"No." He placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her towards him.

"Excuse me?" She arched an eyebrow at him.

"I'm tired of you running from me, Arianna. This isn't going to go away or die out just because you refuse to acknowledge it." He placed a fingertip under her chin and raised her face towards his. Leaning down, he lightly brushed his lips against hers. 

Arianna held her breath as pleasure coursed through her. She refused to give him pleasure of responding to him. She was a grown woman and surely outgrown the physical demands of the flesh. 

Liar. 

She looked up in surprise. How had he managed to project his thoughts to her?

"I've been able to do it for years, Arianna. I just respected the fact that we couldn't be together then and kept the ability to myself."

"Well, that's just wonderful," she muttered as she pulled out of his arms. "Running from me won't get you anywhere. In the middle of the night you will still long for me as I do for you."

"This is foolish talk, Councilor Dean. I am a grown woman who controls her body. I haven't let my body do my thinking – not now –not ever!" She spun around and started to leave.

"Does that foolish control keep you warm when you wake up reaching for me, only to find that I'm not there?"

"You are assuming that I wake up."

"Little liar. You are going to run me a merry chase before giving in, aren't you?"

"If you decide to chase me, that is your decision. I'm to old to be playing these games." Arianna decided to leave while she still could.

He smiled as he watched her scurry quickly away.

"Run while you can, sweetheart. It won't do any good."

* * *

Rand cursed softly as he looked for his wife. Why did she have to be such a hot-headed little witch. Now, where the hell did she get was she? Reaching for her through their bond, he realized that she was sleeping. Why would she be sleeping in the middle of the day?

Gracie, sweetheart, it really isn't all the safe to sleep on top of a zephti without me to keep you from falling.

Zephti is sleeping too, the sleepy reply drifted to him.

Where are you? He scowled when there was no response. Gracie, answer me, woman. Where are you sweetheart?

In desert.

"Well, hell. That doesn't help me, woman!" His voice startled the zephti under him. He automatically reassured the animal.

"I'm not mad at you, girl. Just frustrated with my wife."

* * *

Charles shifted his bundle a bit closer to his chest. She was snoring softly. She was obviously tired. It had been two hours since they had the attack. He had gently rousted her every hour to make sure she was 'okay'. He had read somewhere that concussions were nothing to play around with. Kat had hit her head pretty hard. She had groaned and then grouched at him the first time that he had awakened her. He smiled, remembering, as he pulled her closer to him. 

For the last two hours, as the zephti ambled slowly onward, he had had nothing to do but think about what his people were going to say when they found out he was engaged. Even though Rand was a close friend and had helped him in a time a need, he still resented the predicament that he had left him in. And what would Kat do when she got her memory back and realized that she was bonded to him?

He imagined that she would be overjoyed at the thought of sharing his bed but would she to resent the position that Rand had placed them in. Or would she be angry at him? Because sure as the dry wind blew across Areseric, he wouldn't let his chosen practice magic. Could she be happy without using her gift? 

It was enough to give him a headache. 

"Charlie?" 

"Hmm..." He shifted her so she could see him.

"My head hurts." Looking down into her eyes, he could see the pain in them. He brushed a lock of hair off her forehead.

"I know, Kitty-kat. I wish I could take away the pain. We'll be to my home soon and I'll summon the healer for you. She'll make your head better." 

"I'm so sleepy."

"Then rest. I'll wake you when it is time to make camp for the night." He tucked her head under his shoulder and did his best not to examine the feeling of protectiveness that had flooded him. * * *

Aric sighed as he watched his lover across the table. She was still gasping from their last coupling on the kitchen table, not even ten minutes ago. His blood still sang from the incredible release. He had cornered her in the kitchen.....

"Aric, we can't do this here..." Ellen protested as she swatted away his roving hands. He had her pressed against the counter and was squeezing her butt with one hand while he caressed her hard nipple through the cotton t-shirt she wore.

"Sure we can, Ellen," he whispered into her ear. "You just have to be quiet. No screaming or moaning." 

"Aric....please my father is in the living room."

"Then I suggest you be extra quiet." He spun her around and bent her over the kitchen table. Lifting the cotton shirt, he rubbed his fingers over the wet crotch of her underwear.

"Ohhhh..." she gasped as she pushed back against his fingers.

"That's right, baby. You're already soaked for me. This shouldn't take long," he growled as the sound of his zipper filled the silence of the room. Ellen panted as the rustle of cloth behind her, let her know that he was shoving aside the necessary garments. She stuffed her fist into her mouth as she felt him rip her underwear. 

The moan still escaped around her fist, when he grasped her hips in his hands and buried himself to the hilt. 

"YES! Such a tight little pussy. Now wiggle that ass for me," he ordered as he started to pull out of her. Before the head could escape, he slammed back into her welcoming depths. He smiled as she wiggled and arched against his pinning hold. Leaning over her back, he started thrusting against her ass. 

"Mmmmm..." He could hear her muffled cry.

"Yes. Feels good doesn't it, baby? I bet it makes you hot to think that your dad is right down the hall watching the game while I plow his little girl's pussy in his kitchen. You're such a naughty little girl. Better come quick before Daddy starts wondering what's taking his girl so long to get that bag of popcorn." Aric taunted as he reached under her and groped her breasts as he continued to pound in and out of her willing body. 

"Please," she gasped moving her hand away from her mouth. 

"Please, what?" he taunted as he slowed.

"Make me come..."

"Oh, so now you want to come. Come all over my hard cock?" Aric breathed into her ear. 

"Yes!"

"Then give me what I want, Ellen. Buy the tickets for me," he bartered as he licked the inside of her ear. He thrust furiously against her for a moment until he could tell she was on the verge of climaxing. Just as she started to peak, he stopped once more and gripped her hips to keep her still.

"No!" she fought against his hands, wanting to come so badly.

"The tickets, Ellen." He growled in her ear as he teased her tight nipples with one hand.

"I...I...I..." She tossed her head wildly as she twisted under his tightening grip. 

"You want to come?" he growled into her ear, "then you'll get me the damn tickets!" He made to pull out of her folds. He got the response that he expected. 

"Yes, anything. I'll get the tickets! Just let me come!" she pleaded as she arched under him.

"Good girl." he said, smug that he had gotten what he wanted from her. Using his magic, he brought the phone to her. Dialing the number that he needed, he handed her the phone. "What..." she asked in a daze.

"Order them. NOW." 

"Now?" Her eyes widened in disbelief. She gasped as he thrust deep inside of her, giving her the incentive she needed. 

"Yes, now."

"Okay..." she stuttered as she gripped the receiver tightly. 

When the transaction was completed she disconnected the phone. Aric smiled wickedly as she set it down on the table next to her. 

"Ready for your reward, baby?" he growled as he flexed inside of her.

"Yes." she hissed as she gripped the edge of the counter with her fingers. 

"Good girl. Now!" He grasped her hips and thrust brutally against her ass. Ellen shoved her fist in her mouth as she arched wildly under him. He growled in pleasure as she fought for her orgasm. She didn't seem to care that her father was just a room away. As he felt his balls tighten, he knew that he wouldn't last much longer. He was almost at his peak when he heard her dad call out from the other room.

"Ellen, where's that popcorn at?" he bellowed.

"Coming!" she yelled as her body exploded around him. 

"Fuck, yeah!" Aric growled as he buried himself as deep as he could before unloading his seed inside of her....

Aric jerked back to the present as Ellen's voice berated him.

"I can't believe you did that, Aric." she scolded as tried to control the fine tremors that gripped her small hands.

"Why? You loved every minute of it, Ellen. You can't lie to me. You might be the proper lady in public but it's just a facade. You are a hot slut underneath. You want to be dominated and I am more than willing to be the man to doing it." 

"You know, you can be a real asshole at times, Aric!" Ellen cursed as she stood up and turned to leave the kitchen carrying the popcorn. When she reached the door, she was stopped by his magic.

"And you wouldn't want me any other way." He caressed her swollen nipples with his magic. She moaned softly as the passion returned, even hotter than before.

* * *

Charlie woke with a jerk. Rolling over, he opened his eyes to see what had awoken him. His gaze immediately landed on the small woman that was huddled next to his bedroll. He could tell by the way she was shivering that she was cold.

"Kitty-kat, what are you doing? Why aren't you in your warm bedroll?" he asked softly as he sat up.

"Can I sleep with you, Charlie?" She asked, her eyes were sad and desperate.

"Kat, baby..." he protested softly.

"Please, Charlie. I'm cold and scared." 

Knowing that it could very well be his undoing, he parted his bedroll enough for her to crawl inside it with him. He gasped as he felt her cold feet press against his warm calves. 

"Christ Almighty, woman! Your feet are like ice cubes." 

"I"m sorry." Kat whispered against his throat. Charles closed his eyes tightly as he fought the surge of desire that gripped his lower body. He tightened his arms around her and sighed. It was going to be a long night. 

* * * Kat gasped in pleasure before moaning softly. She had her fingers threaded through the auburn hair of her chosen. He was licking and sucking on one hard nipple while he squeezed and pulled on the other. If she had ever felt desire like this before, she was glad she couldn't remember. She wanted to think of him as her first lover. One that had been waiting for her – just for her. 

"Please." She arched her back wanting his moist mouth on her other nipple. 

"Relax, Kitty-Kat. I'll get there. Such an impatient little cat," he growled as he lifted his head to stare at her flushed face. He leaned down and licked her other nipple before trailing open mouth kisses down her stomach. She gasped and clenched at the bedding under her. Was he going to.....oh yes, he was, she thought as she felt his lips fasten on the tender skin on the inside of her thigh. Sucking on her flesh, he growled deep in his throat. She would have a hickey for sure, she thought in a daze. 

He smiled wickedly at her after releasing her thigh with an audible pop! 

"I have to taste you, Kitty. I've been dying to know if you are sweet as you look." 

"Charlie?" she tried to protest.

"Shh. I want to please you, Kat. Even if I can't give you anything else, I want to give you pleasure. I want to feel you come against my face. I want to know that I am the first to give you that pleasure."

"How do you know that..." she gasped as he trailed his fingers over her wet folds.

"We are chosens. I know." he said as if that was all the explanation needed. She moaned as he parted her wet folds with his fingers. 

Looking down between her legs, he growled hungrily. She watched as he licked his lips. 

"Please, baby, let me taste you. You won't regret it." 

She saw the desire and the pleading in his green eyes and gave in. 

"Okay." she whispered. 

"Watch me." He cupped her bottom in his hands before lifting her to his mouth like a man who was thirsty would cup water. She cried out as she saw him extend his tongue. She watched as it slowly licked her folds before sliding between them. She cried out when the tip of his tongue touched her most sensitive spot. 

"There?" he asked, lifting his head.

"Oh, yeah." she panted as he returned to the same spot. He paused for a moment.

"I want you to hold your lips open for me."

"What?" she asked puzzled – even a bit confused.

He continued to hold her bottom with one hand while he took her hand with his other and guided it to where he wanted it. She quickly understood what he wanted when he opened her pussy lips, placed her fingers to keep them open so her swollen clit exposed to his hot gaze and wet tongue. After he was assured that she would obey him, he lowered his head once more and licked at her. She squirmed helplessly under the assault on her most private area. 

"Damn, you're wet." he growled before lapping up a trickle of desire that had pooled at her moist opening. "Yum...." He buried his tongue inside of her, in search for more of her flavor. 

"Charlie!" she gasped as she fought to hang onto her senses.

"Hmmm," vibrated against her. She tensed as she felt the beginning of something build deep inside of her. Her legs tensed where they lay over his shoulders as she fought with the unfamiliar sensations.

She whimpered when he backed off for a moment to examine her once again. 

"So pretty," he commented as he slowly slid a finger into her folds. She squealed as the intruder sent streaks of pleasure down her spine. "Such a hard little clit." he murmured before latching onto it. This time she screamed helplessly as the coil wound tighter and tighter in her womb. 

"Shhh...." he growled, just barely lifting his head. "Not yet. I want you to scream when you come for me. Not before. Understand?"

"Yes..." she panted. He lowered his head again and captured his prize between his lips. This time he merely held it captive. Kat held her breath as she felt just the warmth of his mouth and the heat of his breath against her aroused clit. She was on the edge of coming. All it would take is one little nudge and she would shatter. And he was being a bastard. She waited for seconds that seemed like hours. He seemed to be waiting for something. 

She finally snapped and gripped his hair in her free hand, pressing him closer.

"Lick it please! Make me come!" she begged. She got her answer as his tongue reached out and lashed at her clit mercilessly. She drew a deep breath before she screamed as the pleasure shot through her body. 

Charlie growled as he wrapped his arms around her hips and buried his face deeper in the vee at the top of her legs, licking and slurping nosily as her cream dripped from her wet folds. Kat cried out hoarsely as her pleasure peaked and shook her hard.

* * *

Charlie groaned low in his throat as he lowered her back to the bedding. He was aware that they were sharing a dream. He wanted to bury himself deep inside of her. He knew that he couldn't take advantage of her. He was a bastard but he wasn't that big of one. He knew that once her memory came back that their relationship would change and she would remember everything that happened before the fight. 

He was hoping that the old earthling expression of hell had no fury like a woman scorned proved to be untrue. Because if it didn't he was going to wish he was in hell. He would rather be there than watch her eyes cloud over in pain as she remembered his earlier taunt of how he had been dreaming about his former wife. It had been a lie that he had told to protect himself from her getting to close to him. One terrible lie that he was afraid was going to come back to haunt him. 



Healer's Touch Ch. 08



Kat opened her eyes then next morning with a smile. Every muscle in her body still was filled with pleasure. Rolling onto her side, she stared down at the sleeping man next to her. Even sleeping his attractiveness was still apparent. The pleasure that she had experienced the night before was more than she could have ever imagined. Surely he had given her the same pleasure in the past! Why couldn't she remember! 

"Good Morning, Katrina." 

She glanced up quickly to see his eyes open. Although he had just awakened, they were alert and focused on her. She watched as they darkened with emotion. She leaned closer when she saw him wet his lips. In the early morning light, they glistened. Just before she joined their mouths, he pulled back. 

"Charlie?"

"Come on, Kitty-kat. It's time to get going. If we're lucky we will arrive in Kartic later today. You will be seeing Arianna today if all goes well." 

"Arianna?" Kat frowned as if something tugged on her memory. When it flitted away, she cursed softly. '"Damn, I almost remembered something." 

"Don't rush it. It will come in time." Charles rolled to his feet and offered her a hand. She smiled as she took it. Effortlessly he lifted her from their bedroll and set her on her feet next to the banked fire. Turning he led her to the campfire. As she sat down next to it, she watched him make the coffee. 

As it brewed, she watched him gather up the bedroll and other various belongs and shove them back into the saddlebag that would be slung over the zephti. When she felt a tug on her sleeve she turned and saw the smaller zephti that had been tagging after her. She smiled and ran a hand over its' hairless skin. She was amazed at how soft its' skin was. She laughed when he arched under her hand and pressed closer to her. 

* * *

Charles stopped when he heard Kat's laughter. He couldn't help but smile in response. He glanced over to see the young zephti demanding attention from his favorite person. During the night he had wakened to find the little rascal curled up next to them, his muzzle in Kat's hair. The little fellow had it bad. 

After he finished securing their belongings, he wandered back to the fire, then took his canteen and filled it up with the strong brew. Kat watched in envy as he screwed the cap back on the canteen. 

"Come on Kitty-kat, let's get going. You can have your coffee while we ride." 

She nodded as she stood and walked over to the zephti and waited for him to climb on. Once he was settled, she took the hand that he offered and let him pull her on in front of him. He handed her the canteen as they headed out. The young zephti was following closely behind them.

* * *

Rand cursed softly as he found the site where the zephti carrying his wife had gone down at. From the scuff marks in the ash he could tell that his wife had not fallen off of her mount. It looked as if someone had simply decided to rest their zephti. 

Scanning the surrounding area, he looked for traces of magic that had been used. As his gaze traveled over the area, he stopped as he noticed the shimmer of used magic. Walking over to it, he opened his senses and encountered a cloaking spell. As he touched it, he was drawn into another more potent spell. This one was an entrapment spell. He cursed softly as an image shimmered in front of him. As the man became more defined, Rand sucked in a breath.

"You're dead!" 

"Obviously not." The whisper came as if from a distance. Rand realized that what he was actually seeing was a communication spell. The man wasn't actually there. 

"Where's my wife!" 

"Relax, Prince Randall. I haven't harmed a hair on her precious head. But that could change in a moment unless you give me what I want." 

"What?" Anger was evident in Rand's voice.

"I want to claim my rightful place."

"And "where" is that?" 

"Sandova. My family ruled on the throne for hundreds of years until your father took over. He stripped my grandfather of his reign. There was treachery afoot. My grandfather was framed and made out to be guilty. He never would have dishonored the girl like they said he did. He had been drugged and placed in the chamber with her. But it's a lie."

"So you think taking my wife will give me the incentive to help you reclaim your throne?"

"I'm sure of it. It's well known that you love your wife. So much love that you'll do anything for her. Especially now that she is carrying the heir to your throne. So what's going to be, Prince Randall? Do you help me or do I have to hurt her?" The man pulled Gracie in front of him. She was still out of it and swaying on her feet. Rand tensed as anger flooded his system.

"Brett, I don't know who you think you are dealing with but I'm not a man to mess with."

"I know exactly who I'm dealing with. Think it over, Prince Rand. Or I'll just have to give her over to your enemy. I'm sure that he will give me what I want."

"He doesn't have it to give." Rand retorted.

"Once he claims your throne, he will." The man smiled evilly. "And you know in a way I'm hoping that he does. It ought to be interesting to see what kind of ruler Aric will make."

"Aric! He is taking his life into his own hands if he comes back here. If I don't kill him, Gracie will. She hasn't forgotten what he has done to her sister. He's a fool if returns to Venus." 

"We will just have to see, Prince Rand. I'll will contact you later to see what you have decided." The man disappeared in front of him. 

"Damnit!" Rand turned back to the zephti. "It's time to go scouting," he told the zephti as he climbed back onto it.

* * *

Phillip sighed in relief as the spell winked out and he carried the unconscious princess back over to the pallet that he had made for her. As he went to cover her up, he saw her stomach move under the blanket. He pulled it back down and watched in amazement as it twitched and rolled. Hesitantly he reached out and placed his hand over it. When a small foot kicked his palm, he jerked back in surprise. 

"You really aren't a bad man are you?" Gracie's voice broke the quiet. Phillip fell on his ass as he tried to back away from the princess. 

"You're awake!" 

"Yes. That sleeping spell you used wasn't potent enough to keep me out. You know you do look remarkably like your brother. So close that one would confuse you with him. If I hadn't actually seen your brother's body, I would think I'm seeing a ghost." Gracie grunted as she tried to swing her body into an upright position. Phillip rushed over to aid her.

Gracie smiled in gratitude as she finally became upright. 

"I wouldn't hurt an expectant mother. My mother taught me better than that." 

"How did it go with my husband?" Gracie asked as she watched him sit down next to the fire.

"You heard?" he asked.

"No. But I assume that the first thing you did was contact my husband. I assume that you want something that he can give you? I can't see any other reason that you would kidnap me."

"I've asked him to help restore my family to the crown." 

"Which crown do you seek?" Gracie finally asked as she studied him.

"Sandova." 

"You expect my husband to trade me for this help?" 

"I'm hoping to, or I'll go the other route. I'll turn you over to Aric."

"Aric? He's on Earth. If he dares to return here, he will die." Gracie's voice turned frosty.

"He must have done something hideous if you want him dead." Phillip walked away from Gracie and returned with a blanket. Draping it around his shoulders he sat back down.

"He did more than try to take over the crown. What's your name?" 

"Phillip." 

"And you are Brett's brother. Well, Phillip, I would think twice before dealing with Aric. He did more than just try to take the crown from my husband. He is an evil man. He deliberately gave an order to have my sister injected with raz-ice and an aphrodisiac. The two combined in her system. Do you know what that does to a woman that has just bonded with her chosen and then deprives her of him? Aric is lucky that I didn't kill him outright. Her chosen, Jonathan gave the order to have your brother, the man responsible for injecting her, the same treatment that he gave Pati. He didn't survive six months with the two drugs fighting in his system."

"Well, Brett wasn't the smartest man." Phillip said tersely. 

"Well, lets hope that you are smarter than him. Or you won't live long enough to regret it. Because if Aric EVER sets foot on this planet he is dead." 

"You seem certain of that." 

"Yes. I will kill him myself." She watched as the color drained out of Phillip's face. 

* * *

Charles sighed when the gates of Kartic came into view. The day had passed pleasantly enough all considering. On his lap, Kat had slept off and on. He knew that she still wasn't fully recovered from her injury. 

As they approached the gates, he took a deep breath to fortify himself for the inevitable commotion that was bound to happen at his return. He gently nudged Kat. 

"Kitty-kat, It's about to get a bit crazy. Wake up, sweetheart. We're gonna have company." He slowly stroked down her arm.

"It's the king!" A man's voice rang out from atop the gatehouse. "Make way, it's the king!" 

Charles groaned as he heard the feet scurrying and the shouts of his people. At the same time, Kat stretched and rubbed her bottom against his groin. Charles inhaled sharply as she rubbed against his obvious erection. 

"Katrina! Stop that!" he pleaded as she settled back down and wiggled closer to him.

"Hmmm...you smell so good. And you're nice and warm." Her voice was drowsy.

"Please, sweetheart." His chest was tight as need pounded in his veins. 

Kat finally opened her eyes when she heard the men that came running up to them. She looked around and couldn't believe her eyes. This almost reminded her of a village that was set in early England. The men were dressed in dryla breeches and tops. She gave a bit of shriek when she was lifted off of Charles' lap by one of them. 

"Charlie!" 

"Relax, Kitty-kat. I'm coming down. I'll be right with you." He swung one leg over the zephti and slid to the ground. Then he tossed the reins to the closest man. 

"Take her and her baby to the stables. Both deserve a double ration of feed." The man nodded and led away the mother, her baby followed closely behind after taking a last look at Kat. 

"You'll have to make sure you visit the stables frequently." She nodded her head in agreement, as he took her hand and led her through the gate. She took in his village with greedy eyes. The small and quaint houses lined the cobbled streets. From the signs hanging in front of some of them, she could tell that the town boasted a bakery, a livery, a dry goods store and a clinic. As they passed many people yelled out greetings to Charles. 

He took the time to wave to each of them. He even went as far as brushing the head of one brave little girl that darted out to tug on his shirt and pat at the pocket of his pants. She giggled and ran back to her mother's side gripping the small piece of candy that he had offered her. 

"She seems to know where to come," she said softly at his side.

"Oh, yes. All the kids know that King Charles always has a pocket full of candy. All they have to do is ask and he'll give them a piece." the tall man next to her responded. She smiled at the thought of Charlie being swamped by children every time he went out. 

* * *

Arianna was sitting in the drawing room, when a maid came in, accompanied by Stephan.

"Arianna, he's returned," Stephan said as he offered her his arm. "Shall we go and greet him?" 

"I....No. I'll wait until he comes to find me. We had harsh words the last time he was here." 

"Arianna. He's your son. He loves you. He surely will want to see his own mother."

"I may be his mother but he is a grown man. If he doesn't want to see me there is not a thing I can do about it." 

Stephen looked at her carefully. A thought struck him.

"You are afraid that he is going to turn you away! His own mother!"

"Which is silly, Mom. I have brought a present for you." Charles said from the open doorway. He pulled a petite woman from behind him. She barely came up to his waist. Her ebony hair was loose around her oval face. If Arianna had not been expecting her, she would have thought the woman was a child. 

"Charles?" Arianna whispered as she stood up slowly.

"Mom, this is Katrina. She is my chosen." He said the latter part low enough that she would be the only one to hear him. She looked up at him with surprise and tears in her eyes. 

"Chosen?" she whispered as she took in the changes that had taken place in the last six months that he had been gone. He looked fit enough but she could tell that he was lighter than he had been when he had left. The last few months looked like they had been as hard on him as they had been difficult for her.

"Katrina?" 

"Yes. Katrina or Kat if you like. We ran into some trouble on the way back. A man attacked us and in the process Kat lost her memory. She has a nasty bump on the back of her head. Would you take a look at it?" 

"Katrina. My mother is a special kind of healer. She can help you."

* * *

Arianna walked briskly to towards Kat. She was nearly as tall as Charlie, so Kat had to look up to see her. Were all the Aresericans this tall, she wondered. She held perfectly still as Arianna reached down and slowly smoothed her fingers over her scalp. Kat winced when she found the knot and the abraded skin that surrounded it. 

"Ah, I found the problem. Just relax, child, and it will be better in moments." Arianna smiled at Kat. Kat drew a deep breath when she felt the warm coming off of Arianna's hands. She sighed as the pain slowly subsided. When Arianna finally removed her hands, it seemed to signal the completion of her healing. She turned to look at Charlie. When she did everything that happened between them hit her hard as her memories returned in an instant. She recalled the way that she had chased him and his constant rejection of her. Then came the memories of the attack and his attitude afterwards. Anger surged through her system hot and heavy. 

"You asshole!" Kat doubled up her fist and hit Charles square in the stomach. Much to the shock and dismay of everyone present; she then turned and ran out of the large double doors that were on the other side of the library. 

* * *

The guards started to follow her and detain her. Charles held up a hand as he attempted to catch his breath. 

"No, let her go. I'll deal with her. She's my chosen." He straightened slowly. 

"I..." his mother started.

"It is not your fault, Mom. It's mine and I am the one who has to correct it." He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "It is wonderful to see you. We'll talk after I have dealt with Katrina." She nodded solemnly and watched as he exited the library through the door where they had entered. 

* * *

Charles exited the library and headed directly to his solar. When he entered the room, he was not surprised to see it in the same state it had been when he had left. This was his private sanctuary. It was "His place" to escape from the daily rigors of being the King. He had never shared this place with anyone. Not even Deanna. It was his and his alone. He had asked Councilor Dean to ward it for him. And his ward had held. The only thing that was different was the layer of dust that had covered most of the furniture. Evidently not even the maids had been allowed to come in here during his absence. 

There was a knock on the door. He looked up in surprise. Who had dared follow him?

"Charles?" He immediately recognized the voice. Councilor Dean!

"Come in," he said as he dropped into the leather chair behind the desk. The door opened and Stephan walked in. After shutting the door behind him, he made his way over to the desk. Sitting down on the edge of it, he stared at Charles.

"You claim that the young healer is your chosen? What about the tribunal council?"

"This is such a mess! I never planned to bond or marry again. After the fiasco with Deanna, I've had enough of women and their ways." Charles leaned back and stared at the ceiling.

"So what happened?" 

"After I went to Trila, the prince showed up with this earthling. She was a healer that had helped him while he was stranded on Earth. The first time I met her, I realized she was the one that Clara had foreseen. I, of course, wanted nothing to do with her. It had only been days since Deanna had pasted away. When she walked up to me, I was rude even obnoxious and I left."

"And that obviously wasn't the end of it was it?" Stephen leaned in closer as Charles continued his story.

"No. She was a persistent brat. She followed me around and kept telling me how I was the only one for her. She had never even met me! How did she know this? Well, Rand convinced her to be tested and she was ordered to train with Mom. So guess who, the princess decided should escort Kat."

"You, of course." 

"Yes. I didn't want to but how could I tell the crown princess no?"

"You couldn't"

"Right. On our way here, only two days ago, we were attacked by a wizard. In the process, Kat was hurt. She hit her head and lost her memory. She more than likely would have been dead if Prince Rand hadn't showed up at the right time. The attacking wizard caught one glimpse of the prince and took off. But the damage had already been done. The prince decided that someone was trying to hurt Kat. He felt that she needed protection. Protection that he couldn't provide."

"Really?" Charles looked back at Stephan.

"Yes. He asked me to not fight him. I thought he was going to place her under my protection. Maybe make it out to be a betrothal. One that I could break at a latter date after the danger had passed. But instead he told her that we were Chosens."


"Shit!" 

"Yeah, that was my thought too. Since he, as a member of the high royalty, has declared that we are Chosens, there is no escape for either of us."

"Well, we will just have to make the best of it." Stephan stood and walked over to Charles. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he offered reassurance to the young king.

"I wish I had your optimism and trust. After Deanna, I cannot bring myself to trust another woman with power. Even though Kat's power's are healing, it's still could be used against me."

"What Deanna did to you was wrong, Charles. If I had even an inkling that my niece was capable of such things, I would have never allowed your bonding to take place. I would have made sure that she was locked in a sanatorium and was never able to hurt another being." Stephan began to pace.

"She was a very powerful witch, Stephan. She fooled all of us. But it has left it's mark on me. I'm afraid I haven't treated Kat with much kindness. I've been fighting this since I first met her. I've said and done some things that I am not proud of. I did anything and everything I could do to drive her away from me. Finally the night before the attack, I finally managed to do just that."

"So this afternoon when your mother healed her..." Understanding lit up Stephan's face.

"She remembered everything – our journey – the attack and what happened after it. And she is mighty pissed off at me. Now, I have to go and explain to her that even though her memory has returned there is no way out of this dilemma for either of us. That we will indeed be stuck together for the rest of our lives."

* * *

Charles finally found Kat sitting on a stone bench that overlooked the village. Like most castles, his home was elevated above the village. From most of the rooms in the castle one could see different parts of the village. 

"Katrina?" 

"Go away, Charles," she whispered without looking at him. 

"Let me explain...."

"There's nothing to explain. I'll do my training with your mother and then be gone." She stood and walked towards him without even looking at him..




Healer's Touch Ch. 08



"It's not going to be that easy, Kitty-kat." He said as she passed by him. 

"Do NOT call me that!" she hissed. 

"Or what?" he goaded. He knew if he backed her into a corner she would have to stay and talk to him. Even if it was just to chew his ass out.

"My name is Katrina. If you must speak to me at all call me that." 

"Well, it will be awfully interesting being married to a woman that won't even talk to me."

"What in blue blazes are you talking about!" Kat swung around and looked at him for the first time.

"How much do you know about Chosens?" 

"Chosens. Isn't that what Gracie and Rand are?"

"Yes. On Venus, there is a chosen for every one. Sometimes a person is lucky and finds their chosen early in life. Other times it never happens. The chosen has either died or is not of age, so they cannot be claimed."

"So what are you telling me. That somewhere out there is a chosen for me? I am not of one of your people - I am NOT from your planet, Charlie, and I won't be dictated to as if I were one of your people."

"You have no choice in the matter. Once the man recognizes his chosen, he will pursue her with all that he is. Once a member of the royal family recognizes a chosen couple it is final."

"Just spit it out, Charlie. What are you trying to tell me? That you are my Chosen?" Kat laughed unkindly.

"Yes."

"Wonderful! Thank goodness we haven't had that proclaimed by one of your royals. Just forget that you ever met me. Once my training is done, I'll leave and you'll never see me again."

"I think you are forgetting something, Kat."

"What?"

"Rand."

"What about him?" She looked at him angrily.

"I do believe that he classifies as a member of the royalty."

"But there was no ceremony..." she protested as she backed away from him.

"There doesn't have to be. All Rand has to do is recognize it and make his mark on our marriage scrolls." He followed her across the terrace. When he had her cornered, he smiled down at her.

"Fuck!" 

"Precisely!" he agreed as he leaned in and captured her mouth with his.



Healer's Touch Ch. 09



Sorry it has taken so long for this chapter to post.  My muse hasn't been very cooperative lately but I bribed her with some Halloween candy and she finally relented.  This chapter's focus is more on Arianna but I believe in the next few chapters, everyone will understand why.  Thanks for your patience and all feedback is welcome.

Kat sat in the picture window in her bedroom, staring out into the starry night.  Her mind was still buzzing from her conversation with Charles.  This was the last thing that she had expected.  There was a knock on the door.  

"Come in!" she called, not wanting to move.

The door opened and Charlie's mother walked in, shutting the door behind her.

"Healer Arianna! I wasn't expecting you." 

"I'm sorry to disturb you so late, my dear but I needed to talk to you." Arianna replied, walking over to her. She stared out the window.  "It has been along time since I have been in this room.  I had forgotten what a beautiful view there is from here.  Does it make you homesick?" 

"There's nothing for me to miss at home. Other than my Gramps."

"Oh, child, I am sorry to hear that your parents are gone."  

"I never knew my father as a child, Arianna. So there is nothing there for me to miss. My grandpa tried to fill his gap for a short while."

"And your mother?" Arianna asked softly, sensing that she was treading on dangerous ground.

"I have no mother." Kat said flatly before turning at looking at Arianna for the first time.

"Oh..."

"But once I marry your son, or bond or whatever it is called here, I guess you'll become my mother."

"Yes, that is true." Arianna sighed as sat down next to Kat. "I sense that there is trouble between you two."

"That's between Charlie and I.  Either we will work it out or we won't.  It won't effect our relationship in the least.  That's if you still want to train me."

"Of course, child. I haven't trained a young person in years. It will just be the thing to get the old blood pumping." 

I can get your blood pumping anytime you want, Ari. 

Arianna's face heated along with her blood.

Back off, Dean!

Have I ever told you how sexy it is when you call me by my last name?

You are the most perverted wizard I have ever met!

And you love it. A sexy chuckle filled her head.

"Is everything okay?" Kat's voice distracted her.

"Yes. Nothing's wrong, Katrina. Will you be able to meet me tomorrow morning to start your lessons?"

I would love to give you "lessons".

Stop it!

"Sure.  What time and where?" Kat asked as she closely observed the healer. Something fishy was going on with her.  Her face was flushed and she was breathing raggedly. 

Right now, I'd love to bend you over and have you where you stand.  Can you imagine what that would look like? You and I joined together? Me pleasuring you until you can't stand it anymore and come all over me?

"At eight in the solar."  Arianna said between gritted teeth as his words evoked erotic images that filled her head.  Quickly she turned and headed for the door.  "I'll see you then." 

Meet me in the solar. Now!

"I don't see a problem with that." Kat said as Arianna closed the door behind her.

* * *

Stephan paced back and forth in front of the fireplace.  He wondered if she was coming or not.  He knew that sending her those thoughts had been rather unfair but he wasn't going to worry about it.  He wanted her and he was going to take her anyway that he could get her.  

BANG! 

He turned and looked at the woman that was standing in the open doorway.  Her face was flushed with anger or desire.  Or maybe a bit of both, he mused. He raked her over with his eyes.  She was wearing one of her usual healing robes. It's soft cream folds were absorbing the light, making her look ethereal.  He knew that there was a passionate woman luring under those robes. One that he was determined to bring out.  She used her status as the king's mother and healer as a shield to keep them apart.  It was time to rip that shield away!

"If I weren't a healer, I would kill you!" Arianna stormed into the room.

"Why? Because I dare to see you as a woman? Not as just the king's mother or a healer? I find you extremely attractive, Ari. I want to be your lover. I want to be your chosen."

"Have you ever listened to yourself, Dean!  It's always, "I", "I", "I". You never stop and ask, what does Arianna want!  Well, I am happy with my life. I don't need you turning my life upside down at this point in time.  My son is my first responsibility. He needs me." "And you are saying that his need comes before mine." Stephan walked towards her, shutting the door behind her with his magic.

"His needs have to come first! He is the King.  How do you expect Areseric to flourish if the King has no balance!"

"The little earthling healer will give him his balance, Ari.  Why don't you let her do it!  She is his chosen, soon to be his wife, and our queen!  A mother has to let go," he added softly.  

SLAP!  

Stephan winced as he felt the sting on his cheek.  Without thinking, he grabbed Arianna by the arms and drug her up against him.

"You know, Ari, for a healer, you are a rather violent woman." He lowered his head, growled deep in his throat and covered her mouth with his.

* * *

Arianna protested against his lips, instinctively trying to break free. She didn't want this! Not like this!  She could feel his teeth tugging on her lower lip as he demanded entrance. 

"No..." 

He groaned and thrust his tongue inside her mouth.  She moaned softly as it tangled with hers.  She could barely feel the hand that was tangled in her hair, gripping the back of her head.  He wasn't taking any chances that she would pull away before he was ready to release her. 

When he lifted his head, she was panting softly, her body soft against his. He smoothed a thumb over her cheek.  

"Why must you fight me, Ari?  I know you want me as much as I want you. Why won't you just give us a chance?" 

"I..."

"No more lies, Arianna.  It's time to stop running from me." His hand tightened in her hair bringing her upturned lips closer to his. "Because this is never going to go away." 

He leaned in and covered her lips once more.  This time, she decided not to fight him or this.  For one night, she was going to sate herself with him. Then maybe she wouldn't keep wondering what she had given up. It would be the memory she would cherish for the rest of her life. 

She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and thrusting her tongue into his surprised mouth.  Stephan growled in response as he slid one hand down to her ass while continuing to hold her head with his other hand.

She protested when he tore his mouth away from hers.

"Dean!" 

"Stephan," he corrected as he brought his hand down and took her cloth-covered breast in hand. 

She was sure that he could feel her hard nipple under the cloth. She arched her back and pressed herself closer to him.  The heat! It was wild compared to the desire that she and Charles's father had felt.  She didn't know if she was going to survive this! 

"Relax, Ari. Just let me give you this," Stephan coaxed as he gently rubbed the tip of her nipple.  She moaned softly when he squeezed it before tugging on it gently.  He trailed kisses down her neck to gently bite the rounded flesh of her shoulder. 

"Stephan!" She stiffened in his arms as the bite pushed her closer to the edge.

He growled and lifted his head.  She had her eyes closed as she breathed raggedly.

"Open them!" he ordered as he lifted her by gripping her behind the knees and pulling her legs up around his waist.  He strode over to the desk and sat her down on it, before dropping into the leather chair that sat behind it. 

She stared at him, her senses still hazy from his kisses.  He looked up at her smiled, his face tight with desire.  She could see the fire in his indigo eyes. Her eyes widened even more as he tugged on her robes until he had them pulled up far enough to expose her long legs.  Her modesty was still preserved. Just barely, she realized as he slide his rough fingers under the folds of cloth to gently stroke at her wet opening.  

She could tell by his quick intake of breath, he had not expected her to be without undergarments.  

"What a little minx you are!"  He stood quickly and bent over her to unfasten the front of her robes.  As he unfastened them and slowly pushed them apart, she could tell that he was savoring every minute of her revealing. 

* * *

Stephan stared hungrily at the flesh that he had just bared.  He had fantasized about what she looked like under her robes for years.  He had never guessed that she had this lush body under her robes.

"Ari, this, it should be outlawed."

"What?"

"I'm going to talk to your son. It's a crime to cover this up with healer robes. He reached down and touched one of her raspberry colored nipples.  He smiled as it hardened under his touch.  He slowly trailed his fingers down her soft belly to the bare mound at the apex of her thighs.  As he slowly rubbed his thumb over the seam of her sex, he watched her eyes, savoring every response she gave him.

"I...I...I..." Heat flushed her face. 

"You're beautiful, minx.  And I'm going to love you until you can't think straight," he vowed as he settled back down in the chair and spread her trembling legs.  Lifting one, he gently draped it over one muscular shoulder before gently dragging her closer to the edge of the desk.  

Arianna shrieked softly when she felt the moist tip of his tongue caress her inner thigh.  She squirmed even more when he gripped her ass in his hands and lifted her bottom off the desk as his tongue dipped into the crease where her thigh meet her wet sex.  

Stephan laughed softly at her reaction before switching to her other leg.  He was definitely a leg man.  And she has some luscious legs for him to relish. He growled as he lifted her other leg and placed it on his other shoulder, daring her to protest his action.

"Stephan?" she gasped as she realized that he now had an intimate view of her wet folds.

"Enjoy it, Ari because I surely am." He dipped his head and ran his tongue up the seam of her lips before lightly dipping between them, just enough to tease her flesh.  

She arched her back and cried out, her own hands flying to her bare breasts. Stephan raised his head just in time to see her wanton reaction.  He groaned as it set off a raging fire in his loins.  Not that he hadn't been hard, since she had entered the room.  Seeing her hands on her own flesh was like adding gasoline to an open flame.  The heat exploded in his loins.  Reaching between them, he tugged on the buttons that held his pants closed before lifting his hand and parting her folds.  He exposed her hard little nubbin to his gaze before extending his tongue to caress it lightly.  He heard her soft moan in response.

"Please!" she begged as she tugged on her own nipples.

He smiled faintly before slipping two fingers into her sheath.  He realized he was lucky that he had his arm across her belly or she would have bucked him off as she cried out and thrust her hips against his invading fingers. 



"You tease!" she cried as she struggled against his hold.

"Did you expect less, minx?" he asked as he thrust his fingers into her. He didn't wait for her answer before lashing at her exposed clit before sealing his mouth around it.  He relished her cries of pleasure as he coaxed her closer to the edge.  "I want you to come all over my face," he growled, barely lifting his mouth from her before he buried his face in her drenched folds.  

Arianna writhed under his cleaver mouth and fingers.  He could tell by the trembling in her thighs he wouldn't have long before she came for him.  He was granted his wish when he teased her tight little rosebud with his pinky. She cried out and wrapped her long legs around him as her strong orgasm crashed over her. 

As she came down from her climax, he stood and moved between her thighs. 

"Arianna, look at me!" he demanded hoarsely.  

* * * She knew that Stephan wanted something, she thought dimly. 

"Look at me, damn it!"  

Her eyes flew open at his rough demand.  She focused on him. He was standing between her legs, still fully clothed. Or so she thought.

"I want you to watch as I claim you," he hissed as he slowly buried himself deep inside of her.  Her squeal was matched by his groan as he sank deep as he could. 

Arianna threw her head back and wrapped her legs around him tightly, as he began to thrust against her.  Her orgasm which she thought was finished returned quickly. Or maybe it was the start of another, she wasn't sure but she knew that she was going to explode again.  She whimpered as he pulled her up and sat down in the chair with her wrapped around him.  She started moving on him, hesitantly at first and then faster as her peak loomed closer. 

"That's it, minx, ride me." Stephan groaned as he gripped her waist tightly. 

In response, she gripped his shirt and ripped it open, the buttons flying off and landing only who knew where.  She raked her fingernails down his chest as the pleasure mounted.  

"Stephan, I'm going...." she gritted as he held her hips still and started hammering up into her.

"Come, minx," he begged. With a cry she flew over the edge, vaguely aware that he followed her.

* * *

Stephan sat with Arianna draped over him.  Her heart was still racing and she was breathing heavily.  Running a hand up and down her back, he savored the feel of the their skins against each other.  Even though he hadn't managed to get his pants off, her bare breasts were pressed against his chest. 

"Are you all right?" 

"Yeah," she whispered, dreading the fight she knew was going to come.  She pulled back and sat up.  She groaned when she realized that he was still buried deep inside her. She gasped as she felt him harden inside of her. 

"Where do you think you're going?" he growled as he pulled her back against him. "I'm not done with you yet." 

* * *

Aric started at Ellen in disbelief.  She was sitting in the living room of her apartment.  In her hands were the tickets that he had persuaded her into buying. 

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, Aric.  You want these tickets but I want something in return."

"Trying your hand at blackmail, sweetheart?" he stood over her and waited for her to flinch.  She had always backed down in the past.  But today was different, because this time she glared back at him.

"Sit down, Aric.  We have some negotiating to do.  You want these tickets? Well, I want something in return."

"And what's that?" he growled as he plopped down on the couch next to her. His eyes widened as she crawled onto his lap.  

"I want a ring.  We are going to make a detour to Vegas before we leave," she whispered in his ear.

"And what are we going to do there?" he groaned as she stuck her tongue in his ear.  

"We're going to get married. I refused to go to Venus as a mistress. We either get married or I don't go." she said as she reached down and unbuttoned his pants.

"What do I get if I marry you?" he asked harshly as he grabbed her hand.

"Other than me going to Venus?"

"Yeah. You're putting a rather steep price on your cooperation.  I want more than just your company on our trip." He grabbed her shirt and ripped it off her.

"Really," she gasped.

"Yeah.  I want your ass!" he growled as he shoved his hand down the back of her pants.  She stiffened in his arms as he slid his finger between the cheeks of her ass. 

"Do you now?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.  It was the only sex act that she had shied away from.

"Hell yeah!" he groaned as she pressed back against his fingers.

"When the ring is on my finger you can have all the ass you want..." she trailed off as she slowly accepted his invading finger.

"You better not be teasing me, Ellen," he warned. 

"Marry me and find out..." she coaxed as she slid off his lap and freed his erection.  She bent her head and listened to his sharp intake of breath. He would come around to her way of thinking.

* * *

Charles drew a deep breath before pushing open the door to join the tribunal council, the following morning.  At his side was Katrina, she had just finished her lesson with Arianna. 

"I can't believe that you are making me go to this," she hissed as he tugged her hand into the crook of his arm.

"I won't make decisions about our future without you.  Plus I need you," he added softly.

"You are a big boy, Charlie.  I don't see what possible help I am going to be." Kat replied as they walked in.  Immediately the room fell quiet.  As they took their seats at the head of the table, he could see that his mother was in her customary seat with Councilor Dean at her right hand.  He wouldn't be the least bit shocked if Dean came to him soon about marrying his mother.  And it would be soon, he thought, as he noticed the intense look that Dean had just given his mother. As usual she was giving him the cold shoulder but one never knew what was going on in his mother's head.

"Sorry about the delay, Council members. I had to track down my errant chosen." There was another long silence.  After he seated Kat, he sat down next to her and started the meeting.  He was expecting his coming nuptials to be the first item on everyone's list but was surprised when it the first issue was called. 

"King Charles, we need to go over the plans of the Renewal Festival." One of the councilwomen stated.

"All right. What else do we have on the agenda?" he asked as he prepared to get down to the business of ruling his kingdom.

* * *

Kat had tried desperately to stay awake but about half way through the meeting the soft drone of voices made her sleepy. The lesson that she had with Arianna had worn her out. When they dimmed the lights to start the presentations, she knew that she was going to lose the battle.  She was startled when Charlie lifted her out of her chair, and arranged her on his lap, pressing her head against his chest.

"Shh...just rest." he whispered in her ear as he continued to watch the presentation that Councilor Cortez was arranged.  She snuggled closer and fell into a deep sleep.

* * *

Charles watched as the last non-family members of the council left. They had left the lights off in consideration for his sleeping chosen.  He glanced at the clock on the wall. He had forgotten how long and boring these meetings could be. But having Kat curled up on his lap had made it much more bearable.  And for once he had been biting at the reins to leave.  His mother stopped next to his chair at the head of the council table. She looked down at Kat sleeping in his lap. 

"She did rather well, for her first council meeting." 

"She slept through half of it." Charles replied as he brushed a piece of hair away from his chin.

"But in turn she showed trust in you."

"How do you figure?" He looked at his mother in disbelief.

"She trusts your judgment to rule our kingdom and that she trusts you to protect her."

"Surely you jest." 

"No, Charles.  I would say she gave a splendid showing today," Dean assured him. 

"I thought for sure that the council was going to bring up our coming nuptials." Charles commented.

"I persuaded them to observe her first," Dean said in explanation.

"So they are planning on passing judgment on her?" Charlie asked as he felt the anger grow inside of him.

"No. I didn't say that they were judging her. Only that they had to get to know her before they make any snap decisions about her.  I know she is from Earth and their customs are much different than ours.  But irregardless, it is a moot point. Prince Rand has degreed it - so that you will be and must be recognized as chosens despite what our council decides."




Healer's Touch Ch. 09



"Yeah, and he put me in one hell of a spot." In his arms, Kat stirred.  He ran a soothing hand down her back and settled her closer to him. 

"Poor thing, I think I pushed her to hard today." Arianna replied.

"She doesn't have to take the lessons," Charles growled.

"One day she'll need the knowledge that I have to pass onto her, Charles. I won't be around forever. Besides that she is a good healer. She learns quickly."

* * *

As Arianna walked out of the meeting hall, she wasn't surprised when Stephan followed her. She had taken only a dozen steps before he spun her around and pressed her against the wall.

"Why the cold shoulder, minx?" he asked as he rubbed his thumb over her parted lips.

"Councillor Dean, let go of me." 

"It's not going to work, Ari. There's no going back. You're mine now." 

"Let go of me!" she hissed as she tried to wiggle out of his arms.

"No. Not until you talk to me and explain why you're acting this way."

"It's over, damn it." 

"What's over?" he asked his gaze turning suspicious.

"Last night is over. Now that we've got that out of our systems I expect us to return to our former relationship."

"Oh really?" he asked. "And the fact that we woke up in each other's arms has no bearing?"

"It's done. It never could be more than one night," she cried as she jerked out of his arms and ran down the hall.

You'll never be out of my system anymore than I will be out of yours, minx

He watched as she stopped dead in her tracks.  She looked over her shoulder at him.

"It's not over, Arianna. It'll never be over between us. You're mine!" he growled as he headed after her.  

Arianna did something she had never done in her life.  She lifted her robes and ran.



Healer's Touch Ch. 10



A little bit longer than usual but hopefully just a good as the other chapters in this series. All feedback is welcome.

Kat stirred before opening her eyes.  The last thing that she remembered was watching a presentation for the Renewal Festival. Oh no! The meeting!  She looked around wildly.  She had fallen asleep during Charlie's council meeting! What an idiot she was! 

"Calm down, Kitty-kat." Charlie's voice was sleep roughened.  She realized then that she was snuggled into his lap like a small puppy.  

"I fell asleep."

"Yes, you did," he agreed as he pulled her closer. "Are you still tired?"

"Ah..." she looked around the room nervously, noting the dimly lit surroundings.

"Well, I could use another hour of sleep, myself." He rested his head on top of hers. 

"I have things to do!" she squeaked as she wiggled off his lap. She winced when she felt the cool floor under her bare feet.  She looked around frantically for her missing shoes.  She finally saw them resting on the floor next to his chair. "My shoes!"

"Yes. I took them off. I assumed you would be more comfortable without them." Charlie explained. "Come back here. We don't have anything that is pressing." He held his hand out, his posture relaxed and his eyes sleepy as he reclined in the huge chair. Evidently she wasn't the only one that had dozed off.

"My lessons!" she protested as she slid her shoes on and backed towards the door.

"I've been meaning to speak to you about that, Katrina," he sighed before rising.

"What about it?" she twisted her fingers nervously.

"I know that you need to take these lessons before you can be registered; and as our future queen, you have to be registered but once these lessons are done, I don't want to ever see you using magic." 

"What?" she growled as her back stiffened.

"You don't understand, Katrina.  I won't have a wife that has uses her power against me.  My first wife was a master at using her power to her advantage and my disadvantage. But not this time! This time I will be the dominant one in our marriage."

"So you are judging me because your first wife was a bitch. I won't even go into how unfair that is, Charlie.  But no one said that we had to get married. In fact, I never planned on marrying any man, let alone a king from another world. I guess being a king's mistress is more than most women could hope for." She laughed bitterly.  "Believe it or not, Charlie, I came here to escape this very thing on Earth.  Did you know that they lock up children that have "powers" on Earth?" 

Charles paled.  

"You mean that you were..." Emotion flared in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, Charlie. Forget I said anything. The last thing I want from you is pity.  I'll be your chosen, since Rand left us no option on that score. I'll do my duties as such but other than that I believe that we would best be suited to live separate lives." Kat turned to leave the meeting hall.

"I don't think you understand, Katrina.  There is no such thing as living separate lives, when you have a chosen.  Once we bond, Kat, and believe me we will, there is no going back.  I won't be able to survive without you." 

"Find a way because I won't marry a man that refuses to accept all of me." Kat opened the suite's door and left closing it firmly. 

* * * * * * * *

Charles stood by the table as he watched the door close behind his chosen. In frustration, he slammed his hand against the table. He barely felt the pain in his knuckles as he broke the skin.  It had definitely not gone as he had hoped. In fact, he was in a worse position than he had been earlier.  

Turning, he hit a button on the communications console.  Immediately Councilor Dean's voice filled the room.

"I need to talk to you, Dean."  

"I'll be right there, Charles."  

A few minutes later, Stephan walked back into the meeting hall.  He noticed that the king was standing at the window by himself.

"What is it?" 

"What do you know about Kat's background?" he finally asked without turning around.

"Not much. I know she came back with Prince Randall.  She lived in North America, the United States, I believe."

"I need you to do some digging, Stephan.  Find out everything you can about her. I want to know where she grew up and her family."

"If I'm not out of line here, Charles, wouldn't it be better to just ask her?" Stephan offered. It seemed like a sure recipe for disaster. 

"She won't speak of it.  Plus I want you to find out Earth's customs on Magic." 

"All right. Give me a couple of days and I'll have everything you want." 

"Thank you, Stephan.  But before you leave, I want to talk to you about something else."  He turned around and walked towards Stephan.

"What?" Stephan asked as he observed the tension in the other man.

"My mother.  I want to know your intentions, Councilor."

"I was wondering when you would notice." Stephan sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's quite obvious to anyone that is in the same room with the both of you."

"Charles, I won't lie to you.  Your mother is a special woman and I've ignored the need to claim her for many years.  First, I was married and then she was grieving for your father.  But I think back now and realize that I let a good thing slip away.  And I'm trying to recapture it."

"So you are trying to make up for lost time?"

"Yes and no.  I'm definitely trying to make up for the time that we've lost but that's not all that's involved.  You know that I never bonded with my wife? It was because I knew that she wasn't my chosen.  "My other half."  The first time I laid eyes on your mother was at my wedding reception.  It was then that I realized who my chosen really was – because the first time I touched her - I knew I had made a horrible mistake.  But I had given my oath to Hope and I am a man of honor."

"So you stayed in a marriage that was a sham?" Charles looked at him with a look of disbelief. Divorce wasn't common on Venus but it did happen.

"No not a sham.  Hope did everything she could to be a wonderful wife to me. And I tried to be the best husband I could be.  But I knew that something was missing.  I was content and I'm sure that I made Hope happy. Then came her death in the accident. Now finally your mother has come out of her own grieving and I'm not going to wait any longer. She's my chosen and I can't, no, I won't let her walk away again."

"So you intend on bonding with my mother."

"Yes I do, just as soon as I can convince her." Stephan said determinedly. 

"I wish you the best, Stephan. I know my mother. She is a stubborn woman."

"No more stubborn than your soon-to-be wife." 

"If I can get the ring on her finger. She just informed me that we aren't getting married.  She'll be my mistress, though, if I want.  And she's prepared to fulfill the duties of chosen but thinks that we are going to live separate lives." 

"What!  Has anyone explained to her what being a chosen entails?" Stephan stared at him in shock.

"I doubt it. She has seen Rand and Gracie together, along with Jonathan and Patience but I don't believe anyone has gone in depth with her about exactly what it means.  I tried to tell her about the real meaning of 'bonding' but I don't think she understood." 

"Then show her."  Stephan advised.

"I plan on it." Charles smiled in anticipation. 

* * * * * * * *

Gracie studied the man that was kneeling in front of the fire, coaxing it to life.  They had been moving around every day.  She assumed that it was to keep Rand from tracking them.  Philip seemed to be a decent enough wizard. He was constantly making sure that she was comfortable; but the fact that he had kidnapped her was a 'sore spot' between them.  She knew that if she weren't so far along in her pregnancy, she would have escaped the first night.  She had more than ample ability and power to overpower the young wizard. But in her advanced state, she figured it would be better to stay with Philip until her husband came. 

"I'm surprised that you don't have a spell to start the fire."

"I don't ever use fire spells."  Philip said harshly, pain evident in his eyes as the fire flared in front of him. 

"Why?"

"I just don't. Leave it at that!" He turned away from her, picking up the trail food. Placing the tinned meat in the small pan, he moved it over the flickering fire.

Gracie sighed and tried to find a more comfortable position as she sat awkwardly on the ground. Philip looked over at her.  He walked over to the zephti and pulled off his bedroll and hers. He knelt down next to her and spread them out.  

"Lie down!" he growled before turning back to the cooking meat.  She watched as he flipped the meat with ease.  It was obvious that he had done this many times. It made her curious to know more about her captor.  

"It's obvious that you have done this before..." 

He looked up at her quickly.  Confusion was apparent on his lean face.

"Kidnap the Princess? Not to my knowledge."

Gracie chuckled.  

"I would hope not. I was referring to the cooking.  You must enjoy cooking over an open fire."

"I've spent my share of time traveling.  Nothing tastes better at the end of the day than a nice hot meal."  

"Then you must spend quite a bit of time in Areseric."\

"Princess, I've been exiled from my home. I'm not allowed back in Sandova. Until your husband lifts the ban, I'm a wanted man.  An outcast. So don't expect me to apologize for my actions because I have nothing left to lose.  My brother is dead and my family is gone. I have nothing and no one." he said as he took the meat out of the pan and placed it on two tin plates.

"I wish I could say that I am sorry about your brother, Philip but I can't. He injected my sister with raz-ice and a powerful aphrodisiac.  She is pregnant and she still is battling both of the addictions.  I find it hard to not hate him."

Philip looked at her with a weary grin as he added some of the fried potatoes that he had started earlier.

"I never claimed that he was a nice guy, Princess.  Just that he was my brother."

"So what's the plan?  We keep moving around until you get what you want? I hate to burst your bubble but I'm at the end of my endurance here.  If you keep pushing you are going to be delivering my babies.  Then I would hate to be in your shoes when Rand catches up with us.  He wants to be at my side when our children come into the world. I wouldn't want to be the one that denies him that."  She shifted uneasily as she tried to find a more comfortable position to stretch out and ease her back.  It seemed to be an impossible feat as of late. 

"Well let us hope that Rand makes the correct choice." Philip reached across the fire and handed her the plate.

"One can only hope," Gracie responded softly as she accepted the plate.

* * * * * * * *

The following morning, Arianna watched as Katrina poured over the text in front of her.  When she looked up to find her staring, Kat colored.  

"What? Is something wrong?" she asked Arianna.

"There's something familiar about you."  Arianna said as she came closer. Sitting down across the table from her, she picked Kat's hand up.  Immediately she felt the familiar surge of power.  She turned the hand over and lightly traced the lines on Kat's palm.

"Going to read my future?" Kat teased.

Arianna chuckled.

"Oh, child, if I could predict the future, I'd predict my own first.  Can I ask you something?"  

"I guess,"  Kat replied, startled.

"Your mother, was she a healer also?"

"No." Kat said flatly as she looked down at the paper in front of her.

"I hate to pry, Katrina, but it seems to me that you and your mother have a strained relationship?"

Kat didn't reply at first – pulling back on her hand – she rose and walked over to the windows.

"Strained relationship? My mother turned her back on me a long time ago, Arianna. We have no relationship - we have nothing."  Kat paced back and forth next to the windows.  Staring outside, she seemed lost in thought.  Arianna joined her looking out at the gardens below. 

"I'm sorry if I struck a nerve, Katrina.  Each person who has power, whether it be healing or magic, leaves a signature.  Your signature is very similar to an apprentice I once had.  I thought maybe she might be related to you.  I taught her about twenty five years ago.  I had just passed my master's test.  She was my first student." Arianna watched Kat carefully.  She didn't bother to add that Eleanora had also been her first failure. She had almost given up her teaching robes.  If it hadn't been for the support of her husband, she would have.

Kat turned back to face her.  Kat's expression was like reading a closed book – nothing was revealed.  "I'm sorry I was so defensive, Arianna.  As far as I know I am the only healer in my family.  If there were any others, it was a long time ago and no one has ever told me about it.  My family is not even the stereotypical broken home." 

"Broken home?"

"My parents were never married, Arianna.  I lived with my mother and grandfather until I was six and then I lived at the ITS until I graduated. I did not have an idyllic childhood." 

"How sad," Arianna replied, her empathy showing on her face.

"Don't pity me, Arianna. I survived.  That's what I do best." Kat said with a rueful smile. 

* * * * * * * *

Stephan sat behind his desk and looked down bleakly at the paperwork in front of him. He had just received the report that he had asked for.  The attache to Earth had prepared this report at his request.  If he wasn't mistaken, Charles was going to be truly angry when he gave it to him.  It was hard to believe that an advanced race such as the humans condoned what he was reading.  

Now he had to find out if Katrina had suffered any of the injustices that he had just read.  He tapped his chin thoughtfully.  It might be better to go to her first and ask a few questions.  Maybe she would be willing to speak to him about it.  

Reaching over, he pressed the buttons on the communication console.  He waited patiently for Arianna to pick up.  He had promised himself that he wouldn't use his telepathic ability for anything other than erotic thoughts.  He wanted to keep her on her toes.  When she finally picked up, she sounded a bit frustrated.

"Ari, can you meet me in my office?" he asked vaguely, not wanting to say anything incriminating if Kat happened to be with in ear shot of the console. 

"After I finish Katrina's lesson," Arianna's voice sounded irritated at the interruption. Or maybe she was just irritated with him.

"Good," he replied as he heard the click of Arianna shutting off the console on the other end.

A few minutes later there was a knock on his door. He glanced at the clock on the wall. Surely she hadn't finished already. He bid the person to enter. He was surprised when King Mica walked into his office.

"Your Majesty!" he quickly scrambled out of his chair before bowing quickly.

"Relax, Stephan." Mica said as he approached the man.

"I wasn't expecting to see you.  I would have had the welcoming committee prepare a luncheon for you."  Stephan stood back up after Mica acknowledged his bow.

"I know. I needed to speak to you.  I believe young Charles has asked you to look into Kat's background." Mica sat down in the plush chair facing Stephan's desk.

"Yes. I haven't gotten very far yet. I just finished reading a report from the attache about the customs on Earth regarding magic.  I haven't gotten any direct information on Kat yet," Stephan said as he sat back down behind his desk. Gathering the report up, he handed it across the desk to Mica. Mica took it from him and for the next several minutes scanned it.  When he finally looked up from it there was a frown on his face.

"This is rather disturbing. Do you think that she was treated this way? If so I can see why she jumped at the chance to come here."

"I can't imagine living in a world like this. How can they treat their own people like this?" Stephan added, not seeing Kat who was standing in the doorway behind the King' chair.

"It seems like such a harsh judgement." Mica admitted.

"They say "It's for the protection' of the better good." Kat said as she strode into the room.

"Katrina!" Stephan scrambled to his feet for the second time in the last five minutes.

"Don't worry about standing, Councilor." Kat turned back to Stephan. "I see that Charlie has you digging into my background. Unbelievable.  If there was anything he wanted to know about Earth's customs, he should have come to me. I would have told him."  

"Would you have told me everything, Kitty-Kat?"  

All three of them spun towards the door.  Charles stood a few feet behind Kat.  He had a serious expression on his face.  

"Charlie, this is ridiculous. I don't have a problem talking about my planet. I will answer any questions that you have about Earth's customs."

"And my questions about you?" he asked as she walked up to him.

"Me?" she squeaked.

"Yes. You are a closed book, Katrina. You won't give an inch.  There are certain things that a man should know about his future wife, don't you think?" he asked as she stopped in front of him.

"I thought we already had this discussion, Charlie," she said pleasantly as she stepped around him.  

"I tried to have this conversation with you. You refused to finish it." He caught her arm as she walked by him.  

"Let go of me," she said coldly as she looked up at him.

"Or what?" he asked.

"Don't push me, Charles. You won't like the results.  I don't have to use any magic to hurt you." She tugged on her arm. In response, he tightened his grip. 

"I will only ask one more time. Let go!"  

"Or what?" Charlie repeated as he smiled down at her.  

She growled softly before turning her body to bring her back against his front. With a quick move of her hips, she bent over and used leverage to toss her surprised chosen over her head.  Charles landed on his butt and hip with a hard thud and a shocked look on his face.  He rolled to his feet just in time to see Kat dart out the door. 

"Katrina!" he growled as he surged to his feet and followed her, leaving both Mica and Stephan staring in disbelief. 

Mica turned back to Stephan with a small but deep chuckle.

"That's my girl," he laughed. Stephan eyed him with confusion.

"Your girl?" 

"Yeah, we've adopted her into the royal family after what she did to help Rand."

"Do you think that he'll hurt her?" Stephan asked after a moment.

"Only in the best ways." Mica laughed again as they turned back to the report in front of them.

* * * * * * * *

Kat slammed the bedroom door and threw the lock.  She couldn't believe the nerve of that man. He thought he had the right to manhandle her. She would soon disabuse him of that notion. She was her own woman and he was going to learn to accept that. Or she would simply leave! 

"Katrina, open this door!" Charles voice boomed through the thick wood.

"GO AWAY!"

"Open it now!" he ordered as he tried the door knob.

"No. I don't want to see you," she said as she watched the door carefully. When nothing but silence met her response, she walked cautiously towards the door. Had he left?

"But I want to see you!"  He growled from behind her, before yanking her into his arms. She landed against his chest hard enough to make her catch her breath. She tried to protest his actions; but whatever she had been ready to say was swallowed by his mouth.  He sealed his lips over hers before thrusting his tongue inside her mouth to tangle with hers.  She moaned softly as pleasure rippled through her body followed by an intense need for more. In response she lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck.  

Charles moaned deeply and pulled her closer, plastering her against his hard body.  When he ripped his mouth away from hers, they were both breathing harshly.




Healer's Touch Ch. 10



"Damn you, Katrina. Why won't you let me in – why won't you let me understand?", he growled as he stared down at her.

"I won't talk about my childhood. I won't go back!" 

"You were locked up, weren't you! Why won't you talk to me?" he asked as she squirmed trying to get out of his arms.

"Let go! I don't want to talk about it to you or to anyone." 

"Fine then, have it your way! I have better things to do with my mouth!"  * * * * * * * *

Kat nearly screamed when they hit the bed. She tried to scoot away from him, before he dragged her back under his hard body. She tried to fight him but when she hit at his shoulders, he pinned both of her hands above her head with one hand while he jerked his cravat off and then wrapped it around her wrists.

"Damn it, Charlie, I am not into bondage!" she screamed as he pulled back and stared down at her.

"Then quit fighting me, Katrina.  Have I ever hurt you? Physically hurt you?" he amended as he ran his hands down her arms before cupping her heaving breasts in his hands.  He grabbed the top of her blouse and tugged roughly until the buttons on it ripped off and pinged off the headboard. He stared down at her breasts.  They were neither large nor small but a nice size in between.  He knew that he couldn't consummate their marriage yet.  He didn't think that he would have to deal with the mezclar but he wasn't taking any chances that it might decide to rear it's ugly head.  He just wanted to give her a taste of what their marriage was going to be like. He wanted to show her just enough to keep her on edge and make sure she was ready for him. 

"You bastard!" she shrieked as he bent his head and slowly licked one of her hard nipples.  

"Damn you taste good, Kitty-kat," he whispered before switching to the other nipple.

"Charlie! Please!" She arched under him. He couldn't tell if she was trying to get away from him still or trying to get closer.  He was going to assume that she was trying to get closer.  As he continued to suck, tongue and lick her nipples, he slid one hand down her soft stomach and shoved it into the waistband of her pants. He groaned when he felt the silky nylon under his fingers.  Damn, she was wearing one of those little bits of nylon that she called underwear. 

"Oh you naughty little girl. I've got to see this. Are you going to hold still?" 

"Never!" she shrieked and tried to pull away from him again.

"I am going to lick your little pussy until you come all over my face, Katrina and you are going to thank me later."

"What? Don't you dare!" she cried out as he looped her hands over one of the bedposts, leaving her stretched diagonally across her bed. He reached up and grabbed two of the plump pillows and shoved them under her ass after he stripped her pants off of her.  When she tried to kick at him, he grabbed her legs and spread them wide before wedging his broad chest between them.  He leaned in and lightly nipped her inner thigh.  Immediately she stilled and drew in a ragged breath. 

"That's better."  He leaned in and also drew a deep breath, taking in the pleasant smell of her moist folds.  He stared hungrily at the shimmery nylon panties that covered her sex.  Lightly running his fingers over them, he sighed. They felt just as good as the first time he had touched them.  Dipping his head, he pressed his mouth against the fabric, slowly running his tongue over it.  He smiled when he heard her whimper.  Using one of his hands, he slid the fabric that covered her sweet folds away.  He stared down at folds before a low growl burst from his chest.

"Charlie?" she whispered softly.

"Mine!" he whispered back before spreading her lips to find her clit. The book that she had given him when they had first met had come in handy. He had been shocked at first when he had opened it and realized it was a sex manual. Now, he was much more knowledgeable on the sexual customs of Earth. And in that very book, there had been a whole chapter that had been devoted to oral sex. He was no stranger to it, in fact it was one of his favorite forms of foreplay. He was glad that it was common on Earth, because there was no way in hell he was going to give it up.  He had yearned to bury his face in her ever since he had first seen her sexy underwear.

Leaning in, he slowly covered her little nubbin with his lips, as he gently coaxed it out from under it's hood. He could hear her rough breathing and knew that she was giving into the pleasure he was offering her. He purred against her sensitive flesh as he slowly eased two of his fingers into her damp sheath. 

"OH MY GOD!" Kat arched up to meet his mouth and fingers. 

"Mmmmm," he rumbled against her, loving the sweetness that was flowing under his tongue.  She tasted sweet and spicy.  He could live on her taste! As he felt her legs start to tremble, he pressed his arm across her pelvis to keep her still for his stabbing tongue.  

"Charlie please!" she cried out as she lifted her head to look down at him. 

"What, Kitty-kat?" he asked hoarsely as he pressed his aching cock against the bedding and lifted his head to look at her.  

* * * * * * * * Kat stared down at him, noticing how wet his lips were.  Incredibly it made her desire flare even higher.  She had never had a man do what he was doing to her.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to..."

"Cum," he growled as he fastened his mouth around her clit and started thrusting his fingers in and out of her.  A small scream escaped Kat's throat as he ruthlessly pushed her over the edge.  

"CHARLIE!" she cried wishing she could touch him as her body exploded against his wicked tongue and fingers. She arched off the pillows as the intense pleasure racked her body. She could barely hear his groans and slurps as he licked up her wetness.  

Finally she collapsed back to the bedding as his mouth gentled. She whimpered as he pulled his fingers out of her. She lifted her head and nearly moaned when she saw him lick her juices off of them.

"Delicious," he said wickedly as he covered her body with his.  He leaned in and fastened his mouth to hers.  When he thrust his tongue against hers, she tasted herself on him and need flared up inside her again.  She groaned and wrapped her legs around him. 

"Fuck me!" she pleaded when he lifted his head to start down at her.

"No," he said shakily.

"What!" 

"I said no! When we get married I'll finish this. Then - on our wedding night and NOT before!" He leaned back and loosened her legs from around his hips. 

"That's blackmail!" she spat at him angrily yet hungrily.

"I know," he said softly as he stood next to the bed.  He quickly turned and left the room.

"Charles!" he heard her scream from the hallway as he stopped her maid who had been waiting outside the suite. .

"Be a dear, and go and untie my chosen," he told the baffled girl before heading off to the sparring room to relieve a bit of his considerable frustration.



Healer's Touch Ch. 11



Sorry about the delay in posting this chapter. Unfortunately the cold weather has brought the cold season into my house. Please feel free to comment. All feedback is welcome.

*

Kat sat huddled on her bed. The clock on the table reminded her that she should have been in bed hours ago. While her body was quite sated, her mind was in utter chaos. She couldn't believe that he had actually tied her to her bed and made love to her with his mouth. What was she going to do? She loved what he had done to her but if he kept digging in her past, he was going to reopen old wounds. She knew that if he was seriously considering marrying her, then he had the right to know her background; but she wasn't going to marry him and she didn't relish the idea of him finding out about her past. As his mistress, he had no reason to pry. 

The communications console next to her bed flashed before giving off a soft beep. She sighed. Glancing at the digital display, she could tell that it was Charlie. If she didn't answer his summons she knew that he would more than likely come and check on her. And she didn't want that. Leaning over she punched the button. Immediately his deep voice filled her room.

"Kitty-kat, why aren't you sleeping?" 

"Because I'm not tired, Charlie. Other than calling to annoy me, is there another reason for you to be calling me at two in the morning?" 

"My room is right next to yours, Katrina. I can see the light under the door. Obviously I didn't please you well enough. Shall I come back over and try again?" His voice deepened and she was sure that she would be able to see desire in his eyes if he had been present.

"No!" she quickly protested.

"My teachers always did say I was a quick study, Kitty-kat. I'm sure that I'd get it right this time," he coaxed.

"You stay in your room!" 

"Then come to mine," he suggested. "It's not as if you haven't been here before," he added.

"What! I've never been in your room." 

"Really? What about the night on our journey here? If I recall correctly you were there."

"I'm hanging up now, Charlie." She went to push the button to disconnect the call.

"If you do, I'll come over there right now," he admonished. 

"I've locked the door!" 

"So? I'll just come in the same way I did before." He sighed heavily, before continuing, "Talk to me, Katrina, until you get tired," he coaxed.

"What?" she asked, confused by his request.

"Talk to me about your planet, Earth," he suggested. "Where you come from-this country, E-owa?" 

"Eowa?" A frown crossed her face before she realized what he was trying to say.

"Yes."

"You must mean Iowa. Iowa isn't a country, Charlie. It is a state in the Midwest. Which is part of the U.S."

"The U.S.?"

"Yes, the United States of America. I lived there my entire life. In a town that is not even half the size of your capital. It is mostly a farming and manufacturing state. We grow corn and soybeans. There are several cereal plants there."

"Cereal? You mean like Captain Crunch?" he asked eagerly. 

"Yes," she laughed, knowing his fondness for the children's cereal. It was quite a sight the first time that she had gone down to breakfast and she had seen him hoarding a box of it. 

"When we go on our wedding tour we will have to stop at this place where they make Captain Crunch." 

"Wedding tour?" she asked in a daze.

"Yes. It is customary for newly wed royals to have a tour after six months of marriage. I would love to tour your homeland. The only reason that Rand and Gracie have not is because she is carrying the next heir. All heirs are born in the castle which they will one day rule."

"So you were born in this castle?" 

"No. I received that right when I married Deanna. She was born here."

"And when she died that right - it came to you?" 

"It normally doesn't work that way, Katrina. The council decided I was a better risk than Aric."

"Aric. The Aric that Gracie banished?"

"Yeah. He's an illegitimate of the last king."

"So he tried to claim the throne?"

"Several times. And he wasn't above using his sister, his uncle, or me to achieve his goal."

"Your uncle? I read some where that you were Deanna's cousin?"

"Yeah. Second cousins on our mother's side. I started looking after Deanna when she was an infant. My mother would come to visit her sister, The Queen. While the ladies were busy in doing ladies' things, I would be sent to the nursery. It was quite a let down for an eight year old. But the first time I saw Deanna toddling around in her little pinafore I was smitten. I never out grew it either as we grew older. I am from the Vindexicis Warrior class. The urge to protect is deeply seated in us." Kat could hear the affection in his words.

"The Vindexicis?" She shifted uncomfortably. Did he still love his dead wife?

"Yes, it is a class of warriors that has all but died out. I am a throwback to that class. There are only a handful of us born every sixth generation."

"So, this class, do they also carry the wizardry traits of Venus?" 

"No. I have no magic. Until I have the Traiectus I have no power."

"What are you going to do, Charlie, when you go through this traiectus?"

"What do you mean?" he asked confusion evident in his voice.

"Your ban on magic. How are you going to abide by it when you have magic yourself?"

"I won't go through it. There is a special ceremony that I have to complete to welcome the power into me. I don't ever plan on completing the ceremony that will unleash such a thing." 

How sad, that he is going to deny something that is such an enteric part of him, she thought before changing the subject to a lighter note. She did not want to fight him.

"So do you have any siblings?" she asked brightly. She watched the clock on the table as she laid back down on the bed. 

* * * *

The next morning, Kat yawned widely as she attempted to study the material in front of her. It had been almost four before she had dozed off listening to the sound of Charlie's voice. And now she was paying for it. 

"Kat..." Arianna's soft voice broke through her stupor.

"Yes," she answered as she looked over at her.

"Didn't that son of mine let you sleep last night?" Arianna stopped beside her and placed a warm hand on Kat's shoulder.

"I had a bit of insomnia last night. I couldn't sleep." 

"Let's take a walk, dear. Nothing says that we have to conduct your training in a classroom. You can accompany me on my rounds."

"Rounds?" Kat asked as she picked up the papers in front of her.

"I usually visit the local clinic at least once a day to offer my assistance if it's needed. And I'm sure that the doctors would love to meet the future queen." Arianna added as she guided Kat out of the room.

"But I'm not going to be the queen..." Kat protested as Arianna led her down the hall.

* * * *

Stephan was pouring over the report that he had gotten on Earth's customs with Charles when his aide came into his office. He nodded absently at the young wizard. 

"So you are telling me that if a school aged child uses any of their abilities in a public school, they can be sentenced to prison?" Charles's voice was harsh.

"It seems to be the case, Charles."

"God, I hope that didn't happen to Kat."

"Here's the preliminary report that you requested, Councilor Dean," the aide said as he offered Stephan a thick manila folder. He took it with a puzzled look on his face. He tried to remember what information that he had requested. 

"Thank you, Edward. That will be all for now." 

After the aide left, he opened the folder, very aware that the king was watching him. The first thing that caught his eye was a picture of a five year old girl. Something about the girl was familiar. Picking up the picture, he studied the carefree expression on her face. She had dark brown hair and eyes. She seemed to be laughing at who ever had taken the picture. He handed it across the table to Charles. While Charles was studying the picture, Stephen picked up the first piece of paper. 

On top of it, it listed Katrina's full name, date of birth and location. He briefly pursuing the information. He began to read aloud.

"Katrina Elenora Littlebird, date of birth March 8, 2088. Born in Iowa City, Iowa at the University of Iowa Hospital. Mother- E. Littlebird. Father-unknown. Enrolled in Iowa City Elementary school in 2092. Was expelled in 2093 for breaking "No Power Law." Was sent to Institutional Teaching School which she graduated from in 2103..." he trailed off, glancing up at Charles. He could see the anger brewing deep inside of the king. 

"Please tell me that is a boarding school," Charles said harshly. 

Stephen pawed through the rest of the paperwork, looking for more information on ITS. He finally found another reference to it in Kat's record. Her criminal record. It only showed the date of her sentencing and her sentence. It said nothing of her crime. He assumed that it had been sealed due to her age. He sighed and debated on whether to tell Charles. It was in the past. What good could it do now, other than piss the king off? He slipped the paper to the bottom of the stack. 

"I'll have to get back to you on that, Charles. There is a lot of paperwork here and most of it is vague." He reached over and hit the communications console. "Edward, come in here," he ordered turning back to Charles. 

"Yes, sir?" Edward asked as he walked back into the room.

"Let me know when you get the rest of the report from Earth. I want every bit of specific information on the Institutional Teaching School."

"I also want to know if she was ever abused." Charles added. If so, it would explain some of the hurt he saw in her eyes when she thought he wasn't watching.

* * * *

Rand scowled as he followed the tracks of what he hoped were Gracie's and her captor's. Every time that he thought he was closing in on them, the tracks just disappeared. The only thing that gave him any comfort was the fact that each night when he stopped to sleep, his beautiful wife was waiting for him. The moment that he dozed off he always found himself in her arms, cradled against her swollen belly, feeling their children kick. 

Philip must have vast experience at roughing it in the Areseric desert, he thought. While he on the other hand had visited but never had been one to do any roughing it. He didn't know how Charles enjoyed camping in this wilderness. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he was a Vindexicis Warrior. There was much that he didn't even know about them. They kept their traditions and powers very much a secret. A few of the guards that protected his family were from the Vindexicis Warrior class. In fact, his cousin belonged to the secretive class. 

Rand scowled as he noticed the wind picking up. Looking off into the horizon, he noticed a large cloud of ash. 

"Ah, hell, no! This is the last damn thing I need!" he cursed as quickly yanked up his breather up over his mouth. Pulling his collar up he fastened his shirt. With in minutes the ash storm had enveloped him. He gritted his teeth as the ash tugged at his hair and clothing. He was going to be in a desperate need of hot shower when this was over. 

Within minutes the ash storm was gone. He gave a sigh of relief. These storms were never pleasant but thankfully they were never long-lived. 

"Come on, Gracie, give me a sign here, sweetheart," he pleaded as he noticed that the storm had erased the tracks.

* * * * 

Gracie watched the ash storm that was blowing across the planes of the desert. She was a bit more uncomfortable today than she had been the last couple of days. She knew that Philip was trying to make it easy on her but each time they moved her lower back bothered her more. Resting her hands on her extended belly, she gently tried to soothe the movements of her young. They had been very active for the last few days.

"Is everything alright, Princess?" Philip asked softly as he returned with a fresh kill. He knelt next to the fire and quickly prepared it for cooking. She swallowed roughly as she watched in displeasure. Her stomach rolled at the thought of doing such a task.

"What do you think? I'm uncomfortable, Philip. I am expecting triplets. I feel like beached whale and this constant moving around is not helping," she snapped as she shifted in vain, trying to find a more comfortable position and not succeeding. 

"I am sorry to discomfort you, Princess Gracie but this is no mere whim on my part. I long to go home. And you are the key to my return. I won't give you up. I will use you to accomplish my goal," he growled as skewered the meat on the spit that he had set up over the fire.

"Be careful you don't push to hard, Philip. I have been very accommodating so far. If I were to choose otherwise, I could make this very unpleasant for you." Gracie stared at him coldly. She was tired and she wanted to go home!

"Don't threaten me, Princess. I have nothing left to loose and everything to gain. I am more than willing to sacrifice you to achieve what I want," he warned.

"God help you, Philip, for I won't." She turned back to the ash storm and sent a quick prayer that her husband was allright.

* * * *

Charles watched as Kat fought to stay awake. They were attending another one of his endless council meetings. He reached over and took her hand in his. She started when he traced his thumb over the soft skin of her palm. 

The council had once more in session. This time it wasn't about the coming festival. It was about the budget. He had demanded that Kat attend it with him. He still cringed at the thought of their earlier fight about it. He was going to make sure that she was in every part of his life. If he had to attend these blasted meetings, she as his future wife was going to be at his side.

As he tried to focus his attention on the budget, his thoughts kept straying back to Kat. What he had found out so far about Kat's past was bothering him. Had she been imprisoned? The question ate at his gut like acid. Once he got the full report, he and his chosen were going to sit down and have a discussion. 

He glanced over at her when he heard a soft snore. She had lost the battle. She was sleeping in the plush chair next to him, her head tilted at an odd angle. He gently turned her towards him and lifted her into his lap. She mumbled a protest before snuggling closer to him. 

There was a pause in the conversation. He looked up at the councilor that was going over the budget numbers. 

"Please continue, Councilor," he said as he wrapped his arms around Kat. He could endure meetings like this for the rest of his life if he had Kat in his arms.

* * * * 

Jonathan stared down at his wife. She was lost to the demands of the raz-ice once more. He groaned softly as she arched under his body. He could feel her peaking already, even though he had just slipped inside of her.

"That's it, baby," he growled in approval as she climaxed under him. 

"Jonathan! Please," she begged as her body once again began to climb. 

Cursing softly, he rolled over and pulled her astride him.

"Ride me!" 

"Yes!" she screamed as she started bouncing on her prone husband. He reached up and tugged on her hard nipples. He could see the flush of desire on her face and it was more arousing to him than anything he could ever remember.

"Harder!" he growled as met her downward thrusts with his hips.

"I...I..." she gasped as her orgasm slammed into her. He moaned before grabbing her hips to hold her still for his violent thrusts as he began to spill deep inside of her.

Jonathan listened to his wife's breath even out as she lay slumped across his damp chest. He idly traced patterns across her back as he enjoyed the frequent tremors that gripped her. 

"Thank you," she whispered against his chest.

"I love you, Pati. We'll find a way to beat this." 

"I wish just once that when we woke up we could make slow love." 

Jonathan paused for a moment. He could hear the longing in her voice. Once they beat this he was going to make sure that she got it. 

"I love making love to you, sweetheart. Slow or fast, it doesn't matter." He rolled with her to the side of the bed with her. After picking up her delicate form, he carried her into their shared bathroom. Without much thought, he switched on the shower as he continued to hold her. When warm steam finally filled the bathroom, he decided that it was warm enough to enter.

Pati gasped when the warm water hit her. She sighed in pleasure before squirming in his arms to be let down. Jonathan growled playfully before letting her slide down him. His growl turned into a soft moan when her legs trapped his cock between them. Predictably he grew hard. 

Looking up at her husband, she smiled wickedly before dropping to her knees in front of him, savoring the water warm that hit her back and the sight of his aroused flesh inches from her face. 

"Pati..." he started only to moan as she licked the end of his cock in welcome before slowly sucking him into her warm mouth.

"Hmmm..." she mumbled around him.

"You little tease!" he groaned. He knew his wife loved to give head but she always teased him mercilessly before blowing his mind. Bending he tried to pull her off her knees. 

"Let me," she growled as she tightened her hand around the base of his cock while softly squeezing his scrotum with her other hand.

"Patience, baby, you don't have to do this," he moaned as he gently rubbed the back of her head. He realized when he didn't get a response from her, that nothing was going to dissuade her from it. Gritting his teeth he tried to prolong the experience. He almost thought he had it under control when she gently rubbed her soft fingers over the skin behind his nuts.

"SON OF A BITCH!" He tossed his head back and locked his knees as he fought to control his eminent orgasm. When she slowly slid her finger between his clenched butt cheeks, his control snapped! He growled and yanked her hands and mouth away from his close to exploding cock. 

"Jonathan?" she whispered in shock as he hauled her up his hungry body. 

"I've had enough of your teasing, baby. It's my turn." He quickly spun her away from him and pressed her up against the icy tile of the shower. She whimpered when her nipples touched the tile. She tried to back away but he was having none of it. "Oh no you don't. Stay right there!" he hissed as he softly smacked wet bottom. 

* * * *

Pati smiled inwardly as she arched into his next slap. Her goal had been to chase the shadows from her husband's eyes. Pity was the last thing on his mind now, she decided. She had deliberately teased him until he had to have her. She was jerked out of her thoughts as he hauled her hips back and onto his cock!

"Yes!" she gasped as need wrapped around her once more, burning hotter than before. This time it had nothing to do with the raz-ice. This fire was purely of her husband's making. He growled his approval as he started to surge in and out of her wet body. Already she could feel her orgasm approaching. How had that happened, she wondered. 

"That's it, baby. Come for me!" Jonathan's order was given to late as her body arched back against his and she exploded violently. Jonathan's roar of satisfaction barely registered to her fogged mind.

* * * *

Ellen stared at the relaxed features of her new husband. He was in a sound sleep as the spaceship got ready to launch. She winced as she shifted in search of a more comfortable position. They were both strapped into their seats. She envied his ability to relax at a time like this. 

It had been many years since she herself had traveled by spacecraft. In fact it had been over twenty-five years since the last time she had boarded a craft. She couldn't help but feel the butterflies in her stomach start their rapid flutter again. And this time it had nothing to do with the fact that she had promised her new husband anal sex in exchange for the thin golden wedding ring that now graced her finger. This time it was anticipation of setting foot on her home world for the first time since she had been banished. 




Healer's Touch Ch. 11



She told herself to patience for a little while longer. She had waited this long for revenge -- she surely could wait a bit longer.



Healer's Touch Ch. 12



Elena watched passively as her new husband closed the door behind him. Once they had successfully left Earth, the captain had announced that they were free to move about. As soon as the announcement had come, Aric had opened his eyes and smiled at her wickedly before unbuckling his safety belt. 

"Come on, let's go," he ordered as he reached over and unfastened her.

"Where are we going?" she asked as they floated towards the back of the cabin. He paused before a door. He opened it and gestured for her to go in. She floated into the room, before turning to watch him close and then lock the door behind him.. "Come here," he ordered as he loosened his belt. She quirked an eyebrow at him as she watched him unbutton his jeans. 

"Why?" she whispered as his intent became obvious. 

"I do believe you owe me something, Elena. I gave you your "ring". Now, I expect you to stand up to your end of the deal." 

"Right now?" she squeaked as he came closer.

"You little tease. I've been wanting to fuck your tight little ass since we first met. But you've been slippery as an eel. You've been teasing me with it all along. Well, teasing time is over. It's time to deliver." He reached out and dragged her against his aroused body.

"But Aric...the people," she protested.

"Can't hear us in here," he growled before he fastened his mouth over hers. Elena moaned softly as desire flared. She shouldn't be surprised. He had always had that effect on her. She whimpered against his lips when he reached up and caressed the underside of her breast. 

* * * * *

Charlie stood in the doorway to the bathroom. He could hear Kat singing as she washed. He stared hungrily as he watched her outline. The frosted doors kept him from seeing anything other than her movements. He nearly groaned out loud when he saw her run her hands over her stomach before slipping between her thighs. When she rinsed the body puff, he sighed in relief until her hand once again slipped between her thighs, this time without the puff. What was she doing? He barely noticed that she was no longer singing. She was still humming. Soon her humming stopped. If not for his acute hearing he would have missed her first gasp. 

Intrigued, he inched closer to the shower door.

* * * * *

Kat savored the feel of the warm water against her sensitive skin. When she had awoke this morning the scent of Charlie had teased her. The last thing that she had remembered was dozing off in the stupid budget meeting that he had insisted she attend with him. And the next thing she knew she was back in her bed with the blankets tucked around her. Charlie must have carried her in after the meeting had finished. 

As she washed herself, the body puff that scrapped over her arms and legs became Charlie's nimble fingers. She squirmed as pleasure pooled in her belly. She knew herself. It had been too long since she had release. She was accustomed to pleasuring herself at least once a day. She often wondered if nymphomania ran in her family. Charlie had given her release but that had been yesterday. Her body now hungered for his touch. But she was damned if she was going to go begging. And sure as anything, she would end up begging. 

Just thinking about his touch sent another wave a desire through her. Hanging the body puff on the shower handle, she squeezed a bit of her favorite soap into her hand. Lathering her hands up, she slowly traced over her breasts, down her stomach and between her legs. She shivered as her fingers found her moist folds. Parting her folds, she slowly sank a finger into her sheath. And then a second and finally a third as she squirmed helplessly. A soft moan escaped her throat as she started thrusting her fingers in and out while using her thumb to rub her clit gently. 

Her mind whirled as she remembered the feel of his tongue against her. Hot and wet against her aroused bud. The feeling of helplessness as she struggled against the bonds. The low growls of approval he made as he feasted on her wet flesh.

* * * * *

Charlie stood next to the shower and struggled with the desire to join her. He could hear his chosen's sounds of pleasure. They were enough to drive a man insane. When he heard her moan, his control snapped. He jerked his shirt off and tore his shoes off before flinging open the shower door.

* * * * *

Kat was on the verge of coming when she felt a cold draft hit her. Opening her eyes, she squealed as Charlie hauled her into his arms. He didn't seem to notice the water that immediately soaked his jeans. Lifting her easily, he pressed her wet body against the cold tile.

"You tease," he growled before he covered her mouth with his. She arched in his arms before she wrapped her arms around his neck. She moaned deeply as her nipples brushed across his chest. He continued to press her against the wall as he slid his hand between her thighs. He growled against her lips as he slowly explored her hot depths. 

"Charlie, I can't...." she protested as she felt her orgasm creep closer.

"Oh yes you can, Kitty-Kat," he muttered against her lips as he pulled her legs up around his waist, placing his denim covered erection against her soft mound. Rocking his hips against hers, he continued to kiss her. Wrapping his arms around her, he turned and placed her directly in the spray of the water. 

Kat moaned as she felt the hot water pelt against her sensitive skin. Between the heat of the water and the heat radiating off Charlie's huge body, she felt like she was being consumed by an inferno. And it only made her hotter. She reached up and lightly bit the muscle that ran along his shoulder, wanting to entice him into joining her. If she was going to go up and flames, so was he! 

* * * * *

Charles stiffened as he felt her teeth against his skin. He growled deep in his throat as his cock hardened even further in his wet jeans. When her nimble fingers lowered his zipper, he drew a ragged breath. He shouldn't let her. Then all coherent thought fled his head as she reached inside and wrapped her fingers around his aching cock. His needy moan filled the shower stall as he surged powerfully between her fingers. 

"Katrina!" came from between gritted teeth as he fought to control the urge to climax.

"Charlie," she whispered as she looked down between their bodies as she gently freed him. 

* * * * *

Kat started hungrily at throbbing cock she held in her hand. She wanted to explore every facet of him. She rubbed her thumb over the head and was rewarded by a muffled groan. It seemed as if Charlie had all the same hot buttons that the men on Earth had. And for the first time in her life, she had the desire to actually taste a man - to take him in her mouth. What in the past had always been a chore or a punishment, she now realized she wanted to give Charlie - the same pleasure that he had so unselfishly given her. 

She wiggled free of his embrace and dropped to her knees in front of him. She sighed when she realized that now she was too low to reach him. Damn aliens and their height! 

"Kat, what are you..." Charlie asked as he realized that she had slipped away from him.

"Sit down," she urged as she gently pushed him back to the ledge that graced on corner of the shower. After he sat, she slipped away from him once again as he tried to pull her onto his lap. 

"Kat..." he warned, his voice tight with desire and frustration. 

"Let me..." she begged softly, pleading in her brown eyes. He nodded jerkily as he laced his hands behind his head. It was obvious to her that he didn't trust himself not to take what he wanted. She smiled at him before she knelt between his legs. She gently kissed the inside of his knee, while gently kneading his thighs. Sliding her fingers to the inside of his thigh she gently stroked the soft skin where his thigh met his torso. The back of her fingers brushed the leathery pouch of his scrotum. 

She heard his hiss when she followed her fingers with her mouth, leaving small open mouthed kisses to the inside of each thigh before settling in the 'V' of his legs. She smiled up at him as she gently cradled his balls with one hand and wrapped the other around the base of him. She slowly ran her tongue up the underside of him until she reached his crest. Keeping her eyes locked with his, she slowly slid the head into her mouth, wrapping her tongue around him before slowly swallowing the crest and the first couple of inches of his shaft. A deep deep growl rumbled out of his chest.

"Kitty-kat..." he groaned as he broke eye contact and threw his head back. If she hadn't a mouthful, she would have smiled. She savored his unique taste and smell. He tasted exotic and his smell was a deep musky scent that was slowly driving her insane. It was nothing like the past. She could easily become addicted to him. She kept one hand cupping his sack while she gently pumped him with the other. As large as he was, she knew that there was no way that she would ever fit him all in her mouth. But she sure wished that she could. Bobbing her head up and down, she hummed softly, knowing that the vibrations would feel wonderful to him.

* * * * *

Charles gritted his teeth as his chosen continued to suck on his cock. He couldn't remember being this hot in his life. He thought he had known desire when he had been married to Deanna. But this was far surpassing any memories he had of his first wife. He could feel every lick and nibble that she was delivering to his aching cock. He fought the urge to haul her to her feet and bury himself in her wet sheath. He knew that he shouldn't consummate their joining yet. But he was sorely tempted. Keeping his hands behind his head was taking every scrap of self-control he had. Especially when he felt her slide her fingers beneath his sack and explore the sensitive skin behind them. 

"Kitty-kat, please!" he moaned as he felt his balls draw up into his body. He was moments from releasing. 

"Mmmmm..." she responded as she bobbed her head faster on him.

"Baby, I'm going to..." he groaned skating on the edge of release.

I know. she whispered in his head. Let go, Charlie

He groaned helpless as his hips arched off the ledge as his seed exploded from him. The pleasure washed over him continued as she nursed on the head of his cock. When she finally lifted her head, he yanked her up onto his lap.

"Bad Kitty-Kat!" he growled playfully.

"Don't you mean good kitty-kat?" she sassed as she rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow.

* * * * *

Charlie jerked awake. He desperately tried to focus on something and realized that the maid must have come in and dimmed the light in the conference room. Damn it! They had done it again, he thought wearily. Looking down at Kat, he realized that she was still slumbering in his arms. He could definitely become used to this. As he shifted slightly, he frowned when he felt a dampness on his lap. He slipped a hand between him and Kat and groaned. 

"Son of a....I'm a grown man," he growled softly. "Hmmmm..." Kat mumbled as she shifted closer to his warmth. "Shhh," he soothed as he ran his hand over her back.

"Charlie, we really need to get out of here before we turn into prunes," she muttered as she fought to surface from slumber.

"Shh, we're not going to turn into prunes, Kat," he reassured as he slowly stood and carried her out of the room. He winced as he felt the stiff fabric of his jeans rub against him.

* * * * *

Stephan was still in his office, when Charles rapped on the door a little while later. He had taken Kat back to her room next to his and tucked her into bed. After changing his pants, he had immediately sought out the council of the closest man he had ever had to a father.

"Come in, Charles." Stephan sat down the paperwork that he had been working on.

"I..." Charles scowled as he tried to gather his thoughts. The little episode with Kat had scrambled his brains. If he had power, he would have said that she had just triggered the mezclar. But that would be impossible. He had no magical power yet so the mezclar was a mute issue.

"Sit down and tell me what's bothering you." Stephan stood and walked over to the door and shut it. Walking over to his small bar, he took out a bottle of imported rum and poured both him and Charles a small shot. He handed Charles a drink before sitting down next to him in the other chair.

"Something happened a little while ago. I don't know...I just don't understand..." he trailed off still trying to gather his thoughts.

"What happened, Charlie?" 

"She has even you calling me that ridiculous name."

"Quit stalling, Charles." Stephan took a small sip of his drink.

"If I didn't know better, I would swear that she triggered the mezclar."

Stephan choked on the fiery liquid that he had just swallowed.

"What!" he gasped as he fought to clear his throat. Charles looked over at him and watched as his advisor coughed and wiped at his watering eyes.

"I know. I know. It just isn't possible."

"Oh, it's very possible." Stephan said after he had gotten his breath back. Walking over to the window, he threw open the curtains. He gestured to the full moon that was starting to rise. Charles joined him at the window. 

"I know that the full moon starts the mezclar, Stephan. But it should not be happening between Kat and I. She's an Earthling. I'm a Vindexicis warrior."

"And you both have great power, Charlie." "I have no power!" he protested.

"Nonsense! Just because you haven't performed the Traiectus doesn't mean that you have no power. It lies dormant inside of you. One day soon, you will have no choice but to open yourself to it."

"I won't!" Charlie said angrily as he started pacing back and forth.

"This is more than just your fear of your power, Charlie. Do you really want to bond with Kat and only give her a small piece of you?"

"I won't give her more than that! No woman or healer will ever have that kind of control over me again!" 

He heard a sharp intake of breath before spinning around to see Kat standing in the open door way. The hurt in her eyes was quickly replaced with fire.

"You egotistical prick! As if any woman would want to control you. You may think you are the catch of the century, Charlie but I have news for you, not many women would put up with your crap for longer than took to scratch their itch." She walked further into the room, wearing nothing but the flannel gown that he had dressed her in before tucking her into bed.

"Really? Well, I seem to remember you chasing me. Always trying to corner me every chance you could."

"I should have my head examined!" Kat growled as she grabbed his arm to stop his pacing.

He jerked free of her and glared at her.

"Keep your damn hands to yourself, Katrina. I'm not in the mood for it!"

"Really? Could have fooled me. Or was I just imagining the shower earlier?"

"No, it was your stupid dream!" he shot back.

"A dream?" she asked softly as her eyes burned. Every caress and touch had been nothing but a dream?

"A mediocre one at that!" he growled lashing out at her, furious at himself for his participation in it.

"You know, I almost wish I did have the same power Deanna had. At least then I could turn you into a mute. You are an asshole, Charles." she whispered before she turned to leave.

"Go ahead, run away, you coward! You never share anything with me anyways!" Charles roared as she made it to the door. 

Kat stopped as if lightning had struck her.

"I don't think you should have..." Stephan warned just before Kat picked up the gold apple that sat on the stand next to door. Turning around, she held in her hand testing it's weight.

"Did I ever tell you that I was the pitcher of my softball team at ITS?" she asked sweetly.

"No, that's something else that you neglected telling me," he growled. 

"Well, let me rectify that," she smiled sweetly at him before winding her arm up and throwing the apple at him as hard as she could. She smiled in satisfaction as he dropped to his knees when it hit him in the stomach. She walked over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "How's that for sharing?" she asked sarcastically before turning and leaving the room.

* * * * *

Kat made it all the way to the stables before the tears of anger and hurt broke loose. Sitting in the stall with the small zephti, she slowly stroked its' soft skin as the tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. She didn't know if she was more angry or hurt. Or was it because she was angry that his words had enough power to hurt her. 

Indignantly she brushed away the tears as she heard the heavy footsteps of someone coming down the aisle towards the stall that she was hiding in. She was surprised to see Charlie standing next to the gate watching her with his "royal" stare. She glared at him and turned her back to him. Arrogant bastard, she fumed as she held the zephti close. 

"Ah, come on, Kat. Don't be like that." 

"Leave me alone, King Charles!" she hissed as she set down the zephti and ran from the stall. She darted under his arm quickly; but not quick enough to evade a Vindexicis warrior. She gasped as his arm wrapped around her waist and pinned her against the rough planks. She squeaked when he braced both arms on either side of her. 

"Not so cocky now are we, Kat?" he asked with a mocking smile.

"Let go of me!" she said between clenched teeth.

"Make me!" he growled in response as he lowered his head intent on shutting her up. Just before his mouth reached hers, she twisted her head to the side. He growled at being denied his target. Then gazing at her exposed neck and shoulder, he decided that it was a much better target. He leaned down and covered the spot where neck met her shoulder. He licked the area before fastening his teeth on it and lightly biting her. Then he sucked on the flesh, a smile coming to his face when he lifted his head to stare at the spot. She had a bright strawberry colored mark. His mark, he gloated. 

"Damn it, Charlie. You better not have given me a hickey!" Kat pushed hard at his chest trying to move him back far enough so she could check her shoulder. 

"What are you going to do if I did?" he asked her arrogantly.

"This!" she hissed as reached behind her and grabbed the pail that was hanging on a hook. When she swung, his eyes widened and he ducked, barely avoiding the bucket. 

"Such a violent little thing!" he taunted as he jumped back when she swung it again.

"I'll show you violent!" she screamed as her anger from earlier returned in force. Damn man didn't trust her as a woman or healer. He wasn't willing to give her even the smallest portion of himself. But he expected her to give her everything to him! Not a chance in hell, she fumed as she threw the pail at him. He ducked and started for her. She vaulted back into the stall and crawled out of the small opening at the back of the stall. She quickly ran around the side of the stables and slid the door closed, throwing the heavy locking bolt from the outside.

"KATRINA!" 

She laughed as she ran away from the stables. Maybe a night in the stables would cool him off. As she passed one shocked guard, she smiled sweetly. 

* * * * *

King Mica, watched as Katrina ran into the main hall, a pleased little smile on her face, even though her clothes were a bit dusty and she had pieces of hay clinging to her.

"Katrina, what's the hurry?" he asked as she rushed by him.

"Nothing. I need to use the bathroom," she said quickly before disappearing around the corner. King Mica scratched his head. A few minutes later a very irate Charles stomped into the hall. 

"Where is she?" he growled.

"She? You need to be more specific, Charles." Mica replied with a straight face.

"That little, ungrateful, unpredictable, VIOLENT woman that is suppose to be my chosen!" he roared.




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.

* * * * *

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.

* * * * *

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.



Healer's Touch Ch. 13



Stephan stared down in dismay at the report in his hands.  The long awaited report had finally arrived early this morning.  After briefly perusing its' contents he was reluctant to give it to Charles.  The truce between Kat and Charlie was very shaky.  It was especially delicate after Kat's reaction in his study.  If those two didn't kill each other first, they would make a very formidable couple. But what sane person would take on a Vindexicis warrior and a healer that had Kat's skills?  Looking back down at the report, he realized that there was a lot more to Kat than met the eye.  

He slowly closed the folder and rubbed the back of his neck.  If he gave this report to Charlie, Charlie would have a complete meltdown.  The man was nothing if not protective of his chosen.  If he, Stephan, had his way, Kat would be the one to tell Charlie about her past.  The report was like handling a lit bomb.  It didn't matter who handled it, the damn thing was still going to explode.  He needed to talk to some one about this. But who? Who would keep Kat's secrets and know how to handle the King?  And then he knew...and he smiled.

Arianna ... he decided. She would be the perfect person to talk to! She had been trying to avoid him lately, citing her duties in training the future queen.  But this time he had the perfect excuse to get her alone. She couldn't say that he was distracting her from her duties.  

He leaned over and pressed a button on his communications console and waited for her to answer.  

"Councilor Dean, I don't have time for this!"  Her voice sounded irritated.

"What's wrong, Ari?" he asked immediately. 

"Those children!" she hissed.  "Damn it, Charles, leave her alone!" 

Stephan cringed when he heard several thuds and several voices raised in anger.

"I can't talk right now, Stephan.  I have to go play referee."

"Come by my office when you're done."

"Fine, fine....Kat, it's our custom. You have to have your family here for the bonding! If your father isn't here your mother has to be..."  Stephan shook his head as he heard Kat's response.  It sounded suspiciously like she just told Arianna that her mother would be there when Hell froze over. He disconnected the call and looked at the folder once again.  There was no way in hell that Kat would ever invite her mother to her bonding.  He wouldn't either if the woman had done to him what she had done to Kat. 

Then a thought struck him. Why not have her grandfather come? It sounded like that Kat had some affection for her grandsire. He punched his communications console again and asked for an intergalactic connection.  Within minutes, he was listening to the ring of an Earth phone line.  He found it odd the way that they communicated but it was quaint at the same time.  

"Hello?" a grumpy male voice answered.

"Is this Jason Littlebird?" Stephan asked.

"Yeah, state your business!" the old man demanded.

"Testy, aren't we? My name is Stephan Dean.  I am the advisor to King Charles of Areseric.  I'm calling concerning your granddaughter, Katrina."  

"What's wrong with Kitty?" The concern in the older man's voice was obvious.

"Nothing is wrong with her. I was wondering if you would be interested in a trip to Areseric." Stephan replied.

"You want me to come to Areseric? Why?"

"Yes, it is our custom that a family member be available to give away the bride."

"Bride? Are you trying to tell me that my Kitty is getting married?" 

"Yes, Mr Littlebird, your granddaughter is going to be bonded with our king at the peak of the new moon. That day should be in the next week or so." 

"Okay, I'll be there. I'll have to drive to Iowa City to catch a flight to Chicago. That's the closest spaceport."

"I'll send one of our private spaceships for you. It will be there sometime tomorrow. I will get back to you with the time.  Your daughter won't be coming with you will she?"

"No." Jason replied tersely before disconnecting the call.

And it was a good thing that she wasn't, Stephan thought.  He didn't know if he could stand to be in the same room with the woman that had birthed Kat and then abandoned her to the penal system.

* * * * * *

Jason sat in his old farmhouse and gazed at the small picture he had placed on the mantle.  Since his daughter had left, he was finally able to have the picture out in the open.  It was a duplicate of the one that he carried in his wallet.  His beautiful little Kitty.  It was hard to believe that she was finally getting married.  And to King Charles!  He wanted her to be happy, he really did.  But this custom was going to put him in between a rock and hard spot. Because sure as anything, King Charles was going to recognize him.  He had been able to fool Prince Rand with his Midwestern getup and fake accent. He had only seen the Prince in passing. Charles on the other hand wouldn't be so easy to fool.  Considering that he had trained the lad, it would be damn near impossible, despite the fact that it had been over twenty years since the boy had seen him.  The past had caught up with him and now was the time to heal the damage done.

* * * * * *

Stephan stared at the communications console and tried to place what was bothering him.  The man on the phone had been a bit short with him.  But there was something familiar about him.  He was jerked from his thoughts when someone knocked on his office door.  "Come in," he called as he slid the folder under his blotter.  He was glad he did when Charles came in.

"Good morning, Charlie." 

"I'm gonna kill her!" the king growled as he flung himself into the chair across from Stephan. 

"Relax, it's just the mezclar. It's playing havoc with your hormones."  "It's doing more than that, Stephan!" Charlie flung his arm across his eyes in despair.

"It's calling to your latent power, Charles." 

"I won't perform the Traiectus! I won't,' he said strongly as if he were trying to reassure himself.  

"This promise you made to yourself, Charlie, is going to be hard to keep. I don't claim to understand all of the traditions facing a Vindexicis warrior but the mezclar isn't going to care what promises you have made. It's going to demand that you join your powers with Kat's. 

"It didn't when I bonded with Deanna," he countered. 

"Something tells me it's not going to be that understanding this time. Back then, Deanna, as lovely as she was, didn't bond with you other than physically. This bonding that you are making with Katrina is very different.  I have the feeling that it is going to be a complete bonding this time.  You managed to escape it the last time, Charlie, but I really don't think that you are going to escape this time. I'll bet you are already fighting aspects of your power right now, aren't you?" 

Charlie just glared at him.

"Glaring at me, boy, isn't going to change it.  You have to make the choice Charlie or the mezclar will do it for you."

Another knock on the door rang through the room.  This time Arianna walked into the room, followed by a flushed Kat.

"Come on, Charlie. It's time for me to drag you to a meeting, for a change," Kat said as she stopped next to his chair.

"What are you talking about," he growled as he stared at the hand that she had rested on his shoulder. 

"Come on, surely you haven't forgotten about your fitting for the special costumes we must wear for the Festival?"

"What? No one said anything about a fitting!" he exclaimed as he surged to his feet.

"It's tradition, Son. You know that as the King you have to wear the traditional robes. And the last King's robes definitely won't fit you." Arianna gave her son a scolding look.

"Damn it!" he growled as he stood up.

"Hey, don't yell at me!" Kat replied as she took his arm. "If you think you have it bad, the last queen's robes don't even come close to fitting me. They had to start over from scratch.  I still have several fittings before I'm done. So quit your grousing and come with me."

"What are you going to give me if I do?" he asked, a crafty look on his face. "Why is it you always want something in return?" she muttered low enough that he could only hear.

"Because it's the only way I'm going to get anything out of you." 

"Fine! What do you want?" Kat asked with a straight face.  Which quickly reddened when she saw the look that entered his green eyes. "I..."

"As tempting as I find that offer, I think that I'll settle finding out where you learned to do that little trick."

"What trick?" she asked innocently.

"The one where you vaulted over a gargoyle, grabbed a pole and flipped onto the roof. Who taught you how to do that?"

"After the fitting, I'll tell you," she bargained.

"Tell me now, and you can show me after the fitting." he countered.

"You know you really drive a hard bargain. Fine. I took gymnastics as a child. They teach you how to tumble.  I can do somersaults, flips, cartwheels, round -offs and several other moves," she explained as she led him towards the door.

"Good, now that wasn't so hard was it?" he teased. "You can show me these moves after our fitting, Kitty Kat...." he said as they left the study.  Arianna shook her head before quietly shutting the door behind them.  She mentally gathered herself up before she turned back around and faced Stephan.

"Okay, Stephan, what is that you wanted to discuss with me about Kat?" she asked as she sat down in the chair that her son had just exited.

"I'll get to that in just a minute. I have something else I want to talk to you about before we get into that."  Arianna met his gaze and inwardly groaned. He had that look about him again. He was going to start pestering her about being his chosen again! 

"I...."

"Don't.  For just once in your stubborn life, woman, listen to me first. Until I finished, I just want you to sit there and actually listen.  And don't go getting all defensive on me either." he growled when he saw her cross her arms over her wonderfully ample chest.

"Fine, lets get it over with, Dean. I'm a very busy woman," she said through gritted teeth.

"Busy at avoiding me." Stephan stood up and walked around the desk and sat on its edge facing her. "You know, Arianna, this is going to happen whether you fight me or not.  Why do you keep running from me?  I haven't had a decent night's sleep since the night that I held you in my arms.  I keep waking up and reaching for you.  And you're not there."

"Maybe you should try a sedative, Dean.  They are a lot less expensive and not as much trouble as having a woman to deal with."

"Really? And you think any woman would fulfill this need?" he asked curiously.

Arianna tried to steel herself against the pain of the thought of another woman in his arms brought but she knew that she failed when he smiled knowingly.  The bastard knew that it bothered her to think of him with other women!

"Exactly, Arianna.  There is no substitute for you. There wasn't when I was married to Hope and now that I've had you, I'll never be able to touch another woman without longing for you.  So I've decided that I'm done playing this silly game that you have insisted we play.  I'm not a young man anymore.  I won't waste any more time."

"So you've finally given up on me?" she asked quietly.

"No I have NOT! Maybe if I were younger I would give you more time," he said after a moment.  "But if I know you, you'd just try to find another reason why we couldn't be together and you'd back away from me once more.  So this time I'm not giving you a choice.  We will be married at the Renewal Festival.  I've already spoke to Charlie about marrying you.  I'll have you know, Ari, he gave me his unconditional approval. It seems that the only one uncertain about us being together is you."

"So you think you have this all worked out, Councilman Dean?" Arianna asked him coldly.

Stephan smiled as he watched her fume.  

I know I have, Ari.  You're mine and whether you like it or not, we will bond at the Renewal Festival. You and I belong together. 

"Stay out of my head, damn it!" she hissed at him. He just smiled at her. 

"Now, for the other issue that I needed to talk to you about," he said as he stood up and walked back around his desk.  He retrieved the file from under his desk blotter before walking back around to stand in front of her once more.  He tapped the file absently as he gathered his thoughts. 

"What is it!" Arianna asked finally.

"Your son came to me a couple of weeks ago and asked that I compile a report on Kat...her background and her past. You know how closed-mouthed she is about it. And you know your son, if he thinks she hiding something, he wants to know it – every detail."

"Why couldn't he just be like any other man and wait for her to come to him." Arianna finally replied as the enormity of what her son had done.  "Does he realize that it will blow up in his face if she finds out?" 

"Yes, in fact it already has.  She found out about the preliminary report. That was the day that she locked him in the stables.  Even after that fiasco, he still insisted on having the full report.  He wants to know what makes her tick, I think." 

"That son of mine always was an impatient one.  So let me guess that folder that you are holding is the final report." 

"Yes, I want you to take it, look it over, and tell me how the hell I am suppose to give that folder to your son."  Charles placed the folder in her hand before leaning back on the desk.  * * * * * *

Arianna stared down at the thick manila folder that he had just given her. She knew that opening it could be like opening Pandora's box.  She was tempted beyond belief.  It could help her with training Kat. 

"Go ahead and open it, Ari. I know that you won't use what's in there against Kat or Charlie."  Stephan assured her.  She looked up at him.  He was being quite trusting of her.

She swallowed before flipping open the folder.  Tears quickly came to her eyes as she skimmed the contents in the folder.  Whoever had gathered the information had been very through.  It was hard to think that any child should have to go through what Kat had endured.  She looked up at Stephan.  She set the file aside and stared at him.  

"My advice! Don't give it to him. She needs to tell him in her own time." 

"But it's my duty as his advisor to...." Stephan protested softly, reminding her of his position.

"This file will do nothing but hurt her and I think she has been hurt enough, don't you, Councilman Dean?" She arched an eyebrow waiting for his reaction.

"But what about your son!" he asked when she stood up and picked the file up.

"I'll deal with him.  And I'll deal with this." she said softly as she turned and walked towards the door.

"Ari, I can't let you take that!  What am I suppose to tell Charlie?" he moved quickly to stop her., but she moved even more swiftly.

"Tell him that I stole it." she said over her shoulder as she closed the study door behind her. 

* * * * * *

Arianna finally tracked down King Mica in the library. He was reading a book.

"Your highness, I hate to bother you, but I need your council." Arianna said as she shut the library's heavy door behind her.

King Mica looked up from his book.  "I've been expecting you, Arianna." he waved his hand and the door behind her magically locked.  "It's about the report that Charlie had Dean gather isn't it?"

"How did you know?" she asked as she sat down in the chair across from him.

"One of the powers that I possess is to see the future.  It isn't always a pleasant gift to have."

"I suppose you have seen what will happen if I give my son this report," Arianna sighed as gripped the folder tightly in her hands.  

"I can understand your concerns, Arianna.  There must be something of great magnitude in that folder."

"It's her life, Mica.  She should be the one to tell him.  I find it hard to believe that a child I raised would stoop to this level."

"You have to understand his position. If I were in his place I would have done the same thing," Kat said as she walked out of the shadows behind Mica.

"Kat!" Arianna surged to her feet.

"Relax. May I see the file?" Kat asked softly, her voice steady even though the hand that she offered was trembling slightly. Arianna glanced over at Mica for guidance.

"Go ahead."  The King nodded his agreement and Arianna slowly gave Kat the folder.   

Kat stared at the cover for a moment or two before opening it.  She briefly skimmed the contents of the first page.   Then she closed it and held it tightly to her chest.  A small tremor shook her small body.

"Thank you. May I go?" she asked the king.

"Of course. I never would dream of holding you hostage, Kat. You are like another daughter to me. Go do what you need to do." 

Kat nodded her thanks before disappearing back into the shadows.  Arianna could hear the shallow scrape of a window opening. 

"Is she going to..." 

"Yes.  Our little Kat is quite the gymnast.  The last time I was on Earth I was invited to their Olympic Games.  They have a sport dedicated to this activity. They are quite graceful and powerful athletes." 

"She won't hurt herself? It is dangerous to walk those ledges."

"Believe me, Arianna. Walking those ledges is 'a stroll in the park' as the Earthlings say." 

"That girl is going to make me gray before my time," she said with a shake of her head.

"You're already gray." Mica reminded her.

* * * * * *

Kat sat outside of the window of Charlie's inner sanctuary and gazed off into the distance.  Even without the green fields she was so accustomed to, the red plains of Areseric reminded her greatly of her home.  She wondered if she would ever live on Earth again.  More than likely not, she decided.  Once she bonded or what ever they called it, she would become the queen.  This morning's battle with Charlie and his mother had finally driven home the fact.  

When she had started this journey all she had wanted was to find the man of her dreams. And now that she had found him, she was torn between throwing herself in his arms and finding the nearest object to clobber him with.  Her Vindexicis warrior was every inch the alpha male.  Could she hold her own against him? She had a feeling that she was going to find out shortly. 

She glanced over at the file that rested on the ledge next to her.  She had only read the first page and hadn't bothered reading anymore.  She had a feeling that Councilman Dean had been very through when he had complied the report for Charlie.  She knew everything that was in the file already.  Now, she wondered if she were brave enough to give it her chosen.  When he found out most of her secrets would he turn away from her.  Or even worse, would he pity her?

Well there was only one way to find out, she decided.  She leaned back and tapped on his window. * * * * * * Charles glanced up when he heard a tap against the window behind him.  He turned around and walked over to it, expecting to see nothing more than a child tossing pebbles.  His window overlooked the skipping pond that he had commissioned a few years back, after seeing one in an Earthling movie.  He wasn't to bad a stone skipper either.  

When he saw his chosen sitting huddled on the ledge outside of his window, he yanked it open. 

"Katrina! Woman, you are going to fall or hurt yourself!" He reached out and lifted her into the room.  After setting her on her feet, he stared at her as she leaned out and picked something off the ledge.

"I seriously doubt it, Charlie," Kat said as she gripped the file in her hands tightly. 

"What on Venus were you doing out there?" he asked as he shut the window behind him.  He turned back around to see her staring around her. She seemed to be greedily taking in her surroundings.  He wondered what she thought of his inner sanctuary.  She was the first female to ever enter here.  




Healer's Touch Ch. 13



"It's beautiful. I didn't know that you liked Japanese culture." 

"Well, I've never visited Japan but I met a Japanese man while training with my Condocefacio. Their culture is very astounding."

"Condocefacio?" Kat asked.

"Ah...I guess the closest translation would be maybe a mentor or trainer? The Vindexicis Warrior class assigns an older warrior to work with the new members."

"Really?" 

"Yes, now why where you lurking outside my window?" Charlie asked as he stopped right in front of her.

"I was thinking and more than thinking. I was trying to prepare myself." 

"You often climb out on the ledges of my castle to think?" his voice filled with disbelief. "And what do you mean prepare yourself? For what?

"Well, it is the one place that most don't look for me. Do you realize that I can not even bathe in peace.  The minute I sink into a relaxing bath, some maid or servant raps on my bathroom door telling me I must hurry because I am going to be late."

"Such is the life of a royal, Kat."  Charlie said softly as he led her over to the plush pillows that were laid in front of the fireplace.  He motioned her to sit, before he lowered himself to one of them.  

"I didn't ask to be a royal, Charlie.  I was simply told that I was going to be one whether I wanted it be or not." Kat sighed as she sank into the soft silk of the pillow.

"This is not what I had planned either.  But like I've told you, sweetheart, a male Venusian has no control of who his chosen is. He simply recognizes her and then claims her."

"So what happens is the woman doesn't want to be his "chosen"? Does she have any say in it?" 

"If the male experiences the signs of being near his chosen, the woman feels those same signs also. Nature has never given a pair of chosens without it working both ways."

"Really?"

"Yes.  In our case, once I reached my majority, you started dreaming about me.  Fate decided that we were to be together and crossed time and space to make it so.  And believe me Fate is definitely not a a force of nature or a 'person' you want to piss off."

"Did you dream about me before I came here?" 

"I had one dream just before I met you, Katrina.  And believe me I wanted no part of that dream or of you."

"I know your wife had just died.  I wonder why I dreamt of you when I was a child but you never once dreamed of me."

"I don't know. Possibly because I've never accepted my power into my body." he said as he stared into the fire.

"Is there a reason, other than your late wife, why you haven't accepted it yet? It is a strong power because even I can feel it."

He nodded before looking over at her.

"One thing you will learn about me, Kat, is that my word is my bond. If I promise or swear an oath on something, I don't go back. I swore that I wouldn't go through the ritual until my i>Condocefacio was present."

"What happened?" she asked softly.

"He went into exile with his daughter.  She was my mother's first student. When she started to abuse her power, Deanna's father banished her to Earth after stripping her of her healing powers." 

"How sad. Why would a healer abuse their powers? It goes against everything that is truly "healing."

"Such is life, sometimes, Kitty-kat.  Why does a man steal or murder? It is hard to explain.  We can only deal with the aftermath. This is something that you will have to expect to deal with when you sit beside me. It will be one of our duties."

"I wish some one would have told me that, when I applied for this job," she groused good-naturedly. 

Charles couldn't help but chuckle at her.  She had such a unique take on things.  Her attitude was something that he didn't see often since he became King. She treated him as if he were just another man.

"So when will your i>Condocefacio return?" she asked as she laid back on the pillow.

"He won't. That's why I won't ever complete the ritual, Katrina. I swore an oath and I won't go back on it."

"That's kind of harsh, Charlie. I wouldn't think that he would want you to deny that part of you forever and it is such a special part too."

"It is something that I wouldn't expect you to understand, Katrina. It has to do with honor and tradition."

"I understand honor and tradition, Charlie.  More than you can ever guess. If you knew more about me, you would realize that." She looked over at the file and picked it up.  

"What's that?" he asked, for such an innocent looking folder, he had a feeling it would change everything between them.

"Something your mother gave me. She's rather put out with you about it, I don't mind saying. But in your shoes I can't blame you.  You are expected to trust me when you don't even know me.  I can't say that didn't hurt when I found out you asked him to get you my file rather than asking me about my history.  Well here it is...here's the report that you asked Dean to gather for you." She handed him the folder. She faced him as she handed it to him and then turned away.

"Yet you're giving it to me?" Charlie asked a frown on his face as he accepted the folder.

"There are things in that folder, Charlie, that I will never discuss with anyone – not even you.  There are a few things in there that I will explain but only once. You will find out Charlie that I am a criminal on Earth.  No amount of digging will tell you of my crime. Supposedly it was expunged from my record when I turned eighteen."

Charlie laughed before looking over at her.

"I can't imagine you being a criminal, Katrina. You are too honest for your own good to be a criminal." he laughed.

"If you will stop, I will tell you what happened.  If not, I'll just let you come to your own conclusions, your highness." Kat's voice turned more than frosty.

Charlie sobered quickly at her words.  He had been trying for weeks to get her to open up to him.  Now that she was trying to be honest he was laughing at her. He realized he was close to losing her. 

"Fine. Please explain." he said as he schooled his expression into one of utmost seriousness.

"When I was in first grade, a friend of mine fell and severely broke her arm. I've been able to heal since I was very little.  Instead of waiting for a teacher to come and call for medical help, I healed her.  In doing so, I broke the "No power law." It states that no child can wield power while attending school. Since I healed her on the playground during recess, I broke the law. The school had to report me to the state.  I was expelled from school."

"For healing another child?" Charlie asked, disbelief written all over his face.

"Yes. I broke the law, Charlie.  I was charged with using my power irresponsibly.  I was convicted of it.  I was sentenced to a mandatory term of ten years at a vocational school." She laughed bitterly.

"Vocational school? But you were a child?"

"I was sent to ITS. It was dressed up to be a fancy school but it was no better than a prison.  I busted my ass and graduated early so that when my sentence was up, I was a free woman. I made sure that I could never be accused of breaking that law again." Kat finished as she turned to stare at the flames.

"Kitty-kat, what happened in that school?" he finally asked.

"That is one of the things that I will never talk about, Charlie. It's in the past.  Just leave it there. Suffice to say I survived.  I've been honed in the fires of hell ...Charles. Don't let my small physical appearance deceive you. I am not as fragile as I look.  If you ever doing something like this again, I won't get mad." 

"You won't?" he asked as she stood.

"No. I'll simply get even.  And I'll make you wish that you never met me. You've had your one mistake, Charlie. You won't get another." She turned to leave.

"Oh, no, you don't," he growled as he grabbed one of her ankles and yanked her down on top of his lap. "You are going to explain yourself, Katrina. What gives you the right to give me ultimatums?"

"Let me go, Charlie." she said between gritted teeth.

"We're going to finish this discussion and then I expect to hear an apology."

"An apology?" she asked, the shock evident in her voice.

"Yes.  You are new to our traditions and culture, Hellcat but you are going to learn something right here and now.  Don't ever give your chosen an ultimatum."

"Really," she said dryly.  "And what happens if I do?"  

"I'll spank your ass!" he growled as he squeezed one of her butt cheeks to emphasize his point.

"So is this a chosen thing or a King Charles's thing?" she asked as she squirmed on his lap.  A low growl came from his chest before he stilled her movements on him with his powerful arms.

"It doesn't matter whose thing it is, Hellcat. It is dangerous for you either way.  Now apologize!" 

"No. I won't apologize for being honest with you.  I'm giving you my trust, Charlie. For better or worse.  I hope that you are smart enough to take my words seriously.  I don't give second chances.  I may end up bonded to you but it doesn't mean I have to be happy or make you happy."

"Really. I think you are going to find out a few things about being a chosen, Katrina.  What happens to one of us, happens to the other.  So be aware that any mischief that you decide to visit upon my head will return in ten-fold to you. You think that this bonding is merely physical. Remember the bonding is also of the mind and magic."

"Oh yeah, your words before were about bonding physically, mentally and magically.  How pray tell, Charlie are you going to bond with me magically when you won't accept your own power?" 

Now that was the million dollar question, he thought as he stared into the flames.  She stared with him in the empty silence.

* * * * * *

The next day, when Kat arrived in to start her lessons with Arianna, she was surprised when she saw that the healer was obviously dressed to leave the castle.  

"Where are we going?" Kat asked after Arianna told her to gather her healer's things quickly as it was an emergency .

"We've been requested at the clinic.  It seems the healer's there have run across something that they think might be of Earthly origin."

"Really? I thought everyone that came to Venus had to have certain shots and medical clearance before they are allowed to step foot on Venus."

"Yes, they are.  Let's go see, maybe it's something and then again maybe it's nothing." Arianna ushered Kat out of the room.

* * * * * * 

When they arrived at the clinic, they were met by a team of relieved healers.  Ivan Cronstic, the head healer  lead them down the hall to one of the observation rooms.

"Thank you for coming so quickly Healer Arianna. I'm glad that Queen Katrina was able to come with you."

"No problem. I hope that I will be able to help." Kat said as after she donned the medical garments that were the norm for the clinic. She had stopped fighting the fact that Areserician society already saw her as Charlie's chosen.  In fact she had finally become accustomed to Ivan and others calling her 'Your Highness'. Finally gowned and gloved they entered the observation room.

Upon entering the large room, she saw that there were several beds arranged in dormitory style against the wall.  Three of the beds held children, two held teenaged wizards, and two held adults.

"This is the Kronski family.  They all came in yesterday complaining of a fever.  We would have just released them after administering a fever reduction spell but these unusual sores covered the skin of every member of the whole family – it is something that we have never seen before."  

Kat walked over to the children.  She sat down on the edge of the bed that held a small girl that looked to be about four years of age.  Her eyes were fever bright and she couldn't help but squirm around. 

"Hi, sweetheart. My name is Kat.  What's your name?"  Kat asked softly.

"Azul," came the soft response.

* * * * * *

Charles stood behind the two-way mirror and watched as his chosen talked to the little girl.  He could hear the gentle murmurs of her voice.  He couldn't tell exactly what she was saying to the little girl but the little girl seemed to relax and become more comfortable.  

"I wonder what she's saying to her," King Mica said as he watched Kat help the girl sit up.

"I don't know. But she seems to have a natural affinity with children." 

* * * * * *

"Okay, sweetheart. I just want to look at your sores."  She coaxed the girl into a sitting position before reaching back and unfastening the gown that hung on the little girls' frame.  She smiled reassuringly at the girl as she took stock of the sores that were scattered across the girl's torso.  They were about the size of dimes and looked as if they had a blister in the middle of most of them. 

"Azul, do they itch?" she asked the girl.

"Uh-huh. Real bad!" the girl answered as she squirmed once more.  

"Okay honey, I want you to lay back here and relax.  I'll be right back." 

She stood and rejoined Arianna and Ivan.  Arianna just finished examining the adults.  

"So what do you think?" Arianna asked as she removed her gloves.

"Do you have access to medical text book?" Kat asked as she removed her gloves.

"An Earthling medical text?" Ivan clarified. 

"Yes."

"Yes, in my office."

* * * * * *

Charles joined Kat as she sat down in front of the computer. 

"What do you think it is, Hellcat?" he asked.

"I think it is a childhood disease that we nearly eradicated on Earth.  I just need to verify it."

"Your highness, two more families have just been brought in with the same symptoms." Ivan said as he popped his head around the door. 

"Isolate them." Kat said without looking up.  Charlie smiled. She evidently assumed that Ivan had been speaking to her.  Good, he thought, she's already accepted her role in Areseric.

"Right away." Ivan agreed as he left the room.

"Ah-ha. Just as I thought." Kat said triumphantly. 

"What is it, Hellcat?" 

"I was right.  We need to see if we can get the vaccine from Earth. King Mica, do you think you can request the vaccine from the world disease center on Earth?"

"Of course, Kat.  Just tell me what I need to ask for," King Mica grabbed paper and pen off the desk.  

"We need the chicken pox vaccine.  I don't know how it got into your world but I assume that you have no diseases such as these. It is a very contagious virus and it causes high fevers and these blistering sores. It is also worse in adults than it is in children."

"No, most of our diseases are of the mental kind. We do have some issues with certain drugs. Raz-ice being the worse of the bunch." 

"What is this chicken pox?" Charlie asked

"It is usually a childhood disease on Earth. It is quite relatively harmless to children. But it can strike adults. In children, it causes itching and the child will run a fever for the first couple of days. Rarely does it cause complications -- but in adults it is totally different. It is much more dangerous and there are many complications."

"And this vaccine will cure it?" 

"No, once the person has contracted it, you simply keep them comfortable and let it run it's course.  Do you have calamine lotion?" 

"What kind of lotion?" Charlie asked.

"It's pink lotion that helps with the itchiness."

"Not that I know of." Charlie looked at his mother. She shook her head. 

"Then I suggest that you order a lot of that too." Kat said to Mica.

"Then why am I ordering the vaccine?"

"Because chicken pox is highly contagious. The vaccine is to prevent any other people from getting it." 

"Oh." King Mica replied before hurrying off to call the disease center.

* * * * * *

Gracie was astride the zephti when she felt the cramps start in her lower back.  She reached back and rubbed her back.  

"What's wrong, Princess." Philip asked as he noticed her rubbing.

"My back hurts," she said as the pain traveled from her lower back around to her stomach.  Then she felt pressure. She cried out as her womb contracted and then her water trickled down her legs.  

"Rand!" she cried out.

"Oh shit. Princess Gracie!" Philip ran to her side and pulled her gently from the zephti and lowered her to the ground. 

* * * * * *

Rand stilled as he heard Gracie's mental cry. She was much closer this time.

Where are you sweetheart? What's wrong?

The babies are coming! I need you!

Tell me where you are! 

At the top of the next dune, you will be able to see us, your highness. Philip's voice rang through his mind. Come quickly.

Rand urged the zephti into a gallop. When he crested the next dune, he saw two zephtis milling around and two people. One was lying on the ground while the other worked frantically around her. 

He galloped down the hill and was off the zephti before it even stopped. He rushed to Gracie's side, shoving Philip out of his way.  

"Rand," she whispered in relief.  

"Foolish woman. You just had to follow me into the desert. You should be at home with an accomplished healer at your side." He scolded as he folded her in his arms.

"If you wouldn't have run off without me..." she returned before falling silent as another contraction hit her.

"As for you," Rand growled as he turned on Philip. He grabbed him and shook him hard.

"Now is not the time, your highness. Your wife is going to be bringing those babies into the world and it's going to happen now.  So lets deal with that first. It is happening here and now! "

"What the hell do I know about delivering babies!" Rand growled grabbing the other wizard by his shirtfront again. He lifted the smaller man off his feet.

"Nothing, I assume. But I do know how to deliver babies. Step back, your highness, and let me help her.  Afterwards you can do what you want with me. Just let me make sure your babies are born safely." Philip said as he tried to reason with the extremely irate prince. "I have a first aid kit and some blankets. I can help her!"

"Rand, please," Gracie pleaded.

"Fine, help her.  BUT if anything happens to my wife or children, you won't make it out of this desert alive." he growled as he released him.

"I understand." Philip sighed with relief before dropping down on his knees between Gracie's legs. "Now let's see about bringing these babies into the world."



Healer's Touch Ch. 14



Katrina scribbled some more notes on the clipboard that she was carrying. She had just seen another Areserican that had chicken pox. She didn't understand why the ailment was spreading so quickly. On Earth it had a two-week incubation period, but here it was merely hours after a person had contact with an infected person before they began to show the symptoms of it. Already there were twenty-eight patients in this clinic alone being treated for it. 

The healers were not immune to it either. Already half of the healing staff were now patients. For the adult males, it seemed to strike them harder than it did the females. Of course the females got the poxes and had the severe itching; but the men seem to be struck more violently with fever, chills and fatigue in addition to the other symptoms.

"Your Highness!" A young medic hurried up to her. She smiled absently as she finished her notes. 

"What is it?" she asked she placed the pen on the clipboard.

"It's Healer Arianna! She is in Healer Ivan's room. They need you." 

Kat ran out of the room. She found her 'soon-to-be' mother sitting on an examining table. Ivan was just finishing the exam. 

"What's wrong?" Kat demanded.

"I told that young medic it would do nothing other than worry you. Healer Ivan just examined me. It is a little late in life for me to be experiencing this so I wanted to have Ivan look at me." Arianna explained as Ivan turned and left the room.

"It's not the chicken pox?" 

"No, child. It is something far worse." Arianna said with a sigh.

"What could be worse than that!" 

"The mezclar," she finally whispered.

"I've heard Charlie and others talk of this. What is it?" 

"It is a mating ceremony that occurs between chosens. Normally, it occurs only between royalty. No one is sure quite why it happens. It just does. Usually it occurs at your age. Before now it has never been documented in some one of my age. Especially in a healer that has already been married and bore children." Arianna turned and looked at Kat. A deep flush was evident on her face.

"Then who is the lucky man? Or does it preclude a man? Is it similar to when an animal goes into heat?" Kat asked rapidly, her gaze curious and her active mind whirling.

"I should let my son answer these questions...but!" Arianna said with a devilish look in her eyes. 

"But?"

"I'm not going to. It's time that we sit down and have "the talk"." 

"Now you sound like a mother preparing to explain sex to her teenaged daughter." Kat teased.

"It has everything to do with sex with your chosen, Kat." Arianna replied as she slipped off the examining gown and reached for her healer's robes.

Kat flushed as she thought of having sex with Charlie. Ever since they had masturbated in front of each other, she had sex on the brain. True enough she wasn't a virgin. But her pitiful one experience had not left her with any desire to try the intimate act again. That is until she had found Charlie. Now all she wanted to do was burn up the sheets with her sexy chosen.

"So explain it to me. I doubt I'll ever need the knowledge personally but since my chosen is the King, I fear I may need it in the future."

"Ah...who told you that?" Arianna asked softly, pausing as she slipped her healer's robes over her head.

"Told me what?" 

"That you wouldn't go through the mezclar" she asked as her head popped out of the material and the robes fell into place. She wrapped the silk belt around her trim waist and tied it in the intricate knot that indicated her status as a High Healer.

"Well, if it only affects royalty then...." she trailed off. 

"It only requires that one of the couple has royal blood." 

"But Charlie told me that he had married royalty; and that there was no royal blood in his veins. So how could this  mezclar happen between us."

"How much do you know about your family history?"

"Not much. I was isolated as a child and well into adulthood," she admitted.

"Are you having problems sleeping at night? Are you being plagued by erotic dreams?" 

"Ah...well...I..." Kat mumbled her face heating.

"I am not trying to embarrass you, Katrina. But I see the signs there. I have seen other couples go through the mezclar. You are exhibiting all the classic signs of it. One minute being short-tempered with Charlie and then a few minutes later - lovey-dovey. You seek each other out even when you are fighting. It is all part of the strengthening of the ritual. Plus the full ceremony of the final ritual occurs with the arrival of the full moon."

"So what happens with this ritual, other than extreme horniness with the arrival of the full moon?"

"In your case, after the wedding where you are bound to Charlie, both of you will be secluded for a week."

"A week?" she asked hoarsely.

"Yes. And you will continued to be bound until another royal severs the bonds." 

"Bonds? I thought you were speaking metaphorically. They are actually going to tie us together?" she squeaked.

"Yes. The clergymen will bless a length of silk. Well in this case, I do believe that Charlie has asked if he could substitute the fabric."

"To what?" Kat asked curiously. 

"Some fabric from your world. He wants it to be symbolic of joining our world with yours. Anyway, after the clergyman blesses it, he will tie it around your wrists. Actually you will join hands and he will weave it around your wrists."

"So before we are "secluded" does this royal cut the bonds?"

"Ah, no. The bonds stay in place until the seclusion ends." 

"What! You are telling me that I will be tethered to him for the entire week!" she protested.

"Yes. It's tradition, Kat. Most of the brides do not find it a hardship to be bound to their chosen. In fact, they relish it and hate for it to end." She added with a smile.

"Not this bride. I'm from Earth, Arianna. We are used to being individuals. Yes we marry but we still lead separate lives. Both husband and wife usually have separate jobs and merely share a common domicile. But not always as there are plenty of couples who have long distance relationships and they must live apart."

"Oh my God!" Arianna said aghast at the thought.

"What?" 

"You can't expect that your relationship with Charlie will be like this!" she protested. "Well...."

"Then you are in for a rude awakening," Charlie said from the door. He walked in and leaned down giving his mother a kiss. Then he turned to Kat and lifted her fingers to his mouth. Pressing a kiss on the ends of her fingers, he told his mother that he was going to steal Kat for an hour or so.

"What! I have a million things I need to do at the clinic today!" Kat protested as he gently dragged her out of the examining room. Arianna couldn't help but chuckle. Ah, to be that young again.

* * * * * *

Philip wiped the sweat off his brow as he tried to sooth the Princess. The labor had already lasted through the night. The midday sun was beating down on the exhausted princess and her concerned husband. 

"Relax, princess. Your babies are not quite ready to come into the world yet. You need to relax. Let your body decide when it's time." 

"She's in pain!" Rand said angrily as he ran a hand over his wife's sweat damped hair.

"If she would relax, she wouldn't be," he said as he focused on the prince's worried face. "Gracie, please. I wouldn't hurt your babies. But you're fighting the contractions."

" I can't seem to stop," Gracie sobbed as she felt the bands of pain wrap around her again.

As soon as the contraction faded, Philip raked his hand through his hair. An idea tugged at him.

"Okay, Gracie. I want you to try this. What relaxes you the most when you are feeling like this?" 

"My husband." she said after a moment.

"Okay, what does he do?" 

"He...well, he's just..." she said as she tried to place her finger on it.

"Let's try this from another angle. What was the most stressful moment of your life?" 

"My wedding night?"

"And what did Rand do to help relax you?" When Gracie blushed, he shook his head. "I believe that's how you got in this condition. That won't work."

"What about your Wizardry Test?" Rand suggested.

"Yeah, I guess that would qualify." she admitted. Rand smiled for a moment before he gathered his wife closer. 

"Hang on," he told Philip. 

Philip tensed as he felt the wind pick up. Now was not the time to have an ash storm! At first he didn't notice that the wind was only around them. But he did notice a particular scent to the wind. The scent was nothing that he had ever smelled before in the Areseric dessert. He glanced around and then noticed that there was no ash storm. The scent seemed to be radiating from the Prince. 

"What are you doing?" he asked the prince.

"Relaxing my wife." Rand said softly as he wrapped his arms more snugly around his wife. She was now lying back against him and supported between his splayed legs. 

Philip noticed that Gracie was indeed more relaxed. He smiled reassuringly as a calm came over the couple. Now, this was more like it. He knew that this would help the imminent delivery.

* * * * * *

Kat scowled up at Charlie as he dragged her into his solar. She jerked her hand from his. Placing her hands on her hips, she stared at him. 

"I was needed at the clinic Charlie." she scolded him.

"I need you." he said huskily. 

"What?" she said in disbelief as desire flared to life in her belly.

"You heard me. Being chosens is no easier on me than it is you. You've been gone all day. I haven't seen you since yesterday afternoon." She stared at him as he pouted. Who would have thought that he, a grown man, would pout?

"Oh come on, Charlie. Grow up. You are not a little boy that needs to pout to get your way." she taunted. 

"Little boy?" he growled. "I'll show you little boy." He grabbed her around the waist and heaved her over his broad shoulder; then carried her towards the plush pillows that they had laid on the day before.

"Put me down!" she yelled as she slapped at his back.

"Quit that!" he growled as he swatted her robe-covered ass. At that moment, she was wondering if it had been a wise decision to wear the healer's robes today. Her question was answered a moment later when she felt his hand slide under her robes. 

"Don't you dare." she said between gritted teeth. Leaning back on her braced arms, she tried to wiggle away from his hold. 

"Hmmm," he murmured as his hand encountered her nylon panties. "You had to wear these panties," he growled as he dumped her onto the nearest pillow. He yanked her robes up to her knees before covering her with his hard body. He pinned her hands above her head as he leaned over her.

"Get off me, you big lug!" she protested as she felt his hard thighs against her damping folds. 

"Do me a favor, Hellcat. Make sure you wear these panties for our wedding." he growled against her neck.

"What is it with you and nylon," she gasped as pleasure raced down her back.

"It's so soft, just like you, Hellcat." he growled before capturing her mouth with his. Keeping her hands still pinned above her head, he proceeded to kiss her senseless. 

* * * * * *

Arianna sat in front of her vanity, staring at her reflection. She could feel the tug of the mezclar along her nerves. She had been shocked when she had dreamed vivid dreams about Stephen during the night. Then when she had heard his voice on the communications console this morning, the vast relief had driven home the point that he was indeed her chosen. She didn't know if he felt the same tug or not. If she were lucky, he was in the dark about it, she thought. And then within her innermost feelings - she heard him again.

Don't doubt that I feel every moment we're apart, Ari. 

She leaned forward and groaned softly. His inner voice was her constant companion. 

Don't you have anything better to do than torment me?

I'd love to torment you. I can't stop thinking about our first time, Ari. I get hard every time I think about it.

Damn it Dean! Why won't you leave me alone! 

I want you. I want to do all the things that I didn't have the chance to do.  

Arianna gasped as she felt the faint caress of his power across her shoulders before it traveled it traveled down to cup her aching breasts.

What are you doing, Dean?

Pleasuring you. I want you to remember what it feels like to be loved by me. She arched into the caressing feelers, moaning when she felt wet suckling on the tips of both of her breasts. 

Dean!

That's right, I want you to know who it is that is loving you. I want to suck on every inch of you - your beautiful breasts - those dainty toes. I even want to kiss the flesh behind your knees. But do you know what I really want to kiss?

What? She held her breath as she waited for his answer.

I want to spread your delectable thighs. You know I just love your long legs, Ari. Almost as much as I love the wet little folds between them. You tasted so delicious sweetheart. Can you feel me licking your little pussy? Can you feel my tongue on your throbbing clit?

She trembled from head to toe as she felt his power caress her folds. She could have sworn he was in the room with her. She felt his mouth buried in her folds. She reached up and squeezed her nipples as the desires that he aroused shot even higher. 

Answer me, Arianna. Can you feel me? Do you want me to come to you and make my words reality?

No! 

My you are such a prickly little thing. It won't be long. 

Long for what? She stared at her glazed eyes in the mirror.

Before I am with you. I want you, Arianna. Let me come to you. It's been to long since we've mated. I need you desperately. 

When she heard his words, she nearly gave in. If she wasn't so sure that he would want to spend the entire night, she would have gladly invited him to her rooms.

No, Dean. We will be together eventually but I want to be alone tonight.

Why? Don't you long for me as I do?

It's not that. I need time to adjust to this. I need to think. And I can't think if you are here.

You realize that any amount of thinking that you do will not change our fate.

Just because Fate has decreed that it will be that way, does not mean that I have to like it! I was happy being a healer and the King's mother. You had to come and change everything!

That's right I did. You're mine. I'm yours. Nothing will change that.

Please leave me alone, Stephan. I need time alone. I don't want you...

"Like hell!" Dean said from behind her before he spun her around and covered her mouth with his. As his tongue stroked inside her lush lips, he hauled her off the stool and pressed her against his aroused hard body. She moaned softly. When he lifted his head, he smiled knowingly. He backed her slowly towards her bed. When the back of her legs hit the side of the mattress, he gently lowered her to its' soft surface.

"What are you doing? The mezclar! You can't...." she protested as he knelt between her thighs.

"I know I can't. But you, my dear Arianna, can." he growled before he tugged her robes up to expose her long legs and her dainty undies. He reached down and tugged the panties off her, exposing her wet folds to his avid gaze. "Beautiful," he whispered before he bent his head towards her. She nearly came out of her skin as he parted the folds with his tongue. He lifted his head and smiled knowingly at her. He took her hands in his and brought them down between her thighs. "What?" she whispered as he stared into her eyes. "Show me how wet you are," he coaxed. He groaned loudly when she obeyed him. "Good girl. Now keep your hands right there. Don't move until I tell you to." He bent his head back to her and licked her exposed clit. He hummed softly as he took her swollen bud between his lips. He listened to her gasps and moans as he slowly stroked the bud with his tongue. He slowly inserted two of his fingers into her wet sheath, gently stretching her. She pulsed around them and her thighs quivered.

"Dean!" she pleaded as the peak loomed closer. She had been in a ever-growing state of arousal and she knew that it wouldn't take too much more to make her explode. 

"You taste delicious, Ari. I could live on your taste. Do you know that I can feel you tightening around my fingers. You are close, aren't you. I bet you want to come." he said as he looked up her body to gaze into her passion fogged eyes.

"Please, Stephan!" she softly pleaded again.

"All right, baby. I'll give you what you want." He bent his head to her again, after draping her legs over his shoulders. He then proceeded to lash her aroused bud with his tongue until she was arching against his mouth. 

Almost there, Ari. Just a bit more and you'll come all over my face. Give it to me. I want to lick up all your delicious cream. 

She went still before her world turned upside down. She screamed as she arched against his face and her orgasm slammed into her. 

Yes. That's it, come for me. Yummmm.... He fastened his mouth over her and slurped noisily.

* * * * * *

Kat gasped into Charlie's mouth as he stroked her sides with his hands. She had quit struggling as soon as he had first kissed her. She knew that her body was his. And it was traitorous. It didn't care if he made her mad. All it wanted was to be with him.

"I want you, Hellcat. You don't know how much either," he whispered against her lips. He rolled over and placed her on top of his hard body. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. 

"Charlie?" she panted as she trembled.

"Shh...we can't go any farther. Just lay here with me, Kat. I love holding you. Even if you do have cold feet." he growled against her head. 

"But-" she protested.

"If I go any farther it will only make it worse. The mezclar only becomes stronger the closer we get to our joining. Every time that I satisfy you, it will grow more violent. We have to wait until then or you will only suffer as the need becomes stronger." he explained as he continued to rub her back. 

"This sucks!" she finally whispered as she snuggled closer to his warmth.

"I know."

* * * * * *

"That's it Princess. You're doing great." Philip praised. He could see the contractions tightening her stomach. He reached between her legs and gently examined her. "It won't be long now, Rand. She is almost there. Now, Gracie, the next contraction, I need you to bear down." 

"Okay!" she said between gritted teeth. As she waited for the next contraction to hit, she gazed up at her mate. He was looking a bit peaked. "You don't have to keep the breeze going, Rand. I can do this without it."

"Nonsense. I can't take the pain away, so the least I can do is sooth you." he said before he brought her hand to his mouth. He gently kissed her knuckles. She gasped as another contraction started.

"Now, push!" Philip ordered as he placed one hand on her distended stomach and pressed down to help her. Biting her lip, Gracie did as he asked and pushed as hard as she could. 

"Relax," Philip said after the contraction passed. "you're doing good. Just relax until the next one comes." 

"You're beautiful, Gracie. I love you." Rand whispered in her ear.

"It's coming again." she panted as her stomach started to spasm again.

* * * * * *

Philip sat next to the fire. He watched the Prince and Princess and their three healthy but tiny babies. Rand was holding two of his children as Gracie nursed the little girl. He stared at the picture of domestic bliss that they represented. Gracie had delivered the babies in quick succession to his utter relief. He realized then and there that he should never have kidnapped her. He knew that once they returned to the capital, more than likely, he would be banished from Venus. 




Healer's Touch Ch. 14



"Philip, come here." Rand called from Gracie's side.

Philip stood wearily before walking over to them. He was exhausted. He had used every ounce of his power to make sure that those three babies had made it. He wasn't about to tell them that only the girl would have survived if he hadn't intervened. The boys were too small to survive; but he had used his magic to make sure that they lived. His true power was in the healing arts even though he had kept the truth of it a secret from his brother and the rest of the world.

"Thank you," Gracie said softly when he knelt down next to her.

"It was nothing." 

"Don't lie to me, healer." Gracie said softly.

"What?" Rand said in surprise.

"He's a healer. I felt the spell that he cast when the babies were born. He paused time for a few minutes. You healed my babies didn't you?" 

"I..." Philip felt his cheeks redden. He dropped his eyes until the Prince spoke.

"Did you heal my sons?" Rand demanded.

Finally Philip nodded. He didn't want the gratitude that he knew was coming.

"Why did you kidnap my wife, if you were a healer." Rand finally asked.

"My country." he finally said. "I simply wanted to return to my country." 

"You risked a lot to go home." Rand said finally.

"Put yourself in my shoes. If someone came along and stole your crown from you, wouldn't you do everything in your power to get it back?" Philip asked.

"Probably." Rand said after a moment. "but that still doesn't change how terrible what you did to Princess Gracie was." 

"I know." Philip said in resignation.



Healer's Touch Ch. 15



Aric watched his surroundings with the air of a man that hadn't a care in the world.  In reality - he was aware of every stare and every glance in his direction.  Before he had disembarked from the spacecraft, he had used a spell to alter both Elena's and his appearances.  He was hoping that no one would recognize him as the illegitimate son of the late King.  He had chosen to disembark in Areseric, since it was his home territory.  He knew almost every inch of land that he had hoped one day to rule. 

He had warned Deanna about bonding with that powerless man.  She deserved to have someone that fulfilled her every need.  Even though they were related, he had always wanted to have a piece of her delicious little ass.  The only thing that had kept him from taking her was that bastard Charles.  Even for a Vindexicis warrior that had denied his natural powers, the man had been incredibly hard to kill or control.  Deanna barely managed to control him until the day when Gracie had stripped her of her power.  

That's when he decided that she was of no use to him.  He had waited until they were 'preoccupied' before sneaking into their bedroom.  He had watched dispassionately as they made love on the four-poster bed that should have been his.  He took out the Earthling pistol that he had bought illegally.   He waited until it was obvious that the couple were on the verge of climaxing before pulling the trigger. His aim had been true and the bullet had entered his half sister and killed her. Her death should have pulled the Vindexicis warrior to his death.  It appealed to his unique sense of humor that while the couple was coming - they were actually leaving this plane of existence.  

He had never expected Charles to survive.  When the maid did find the bodies, he had acted as was expected and ran down the hall too, anticipating seeing them both dead, wrapped in a lover's embrace.  To his disbelief, Deanna was arranged on her back with the sheet pulled up to preserve her modesty and Charles was nowhere to be found.  He had found a bloody washcloth in the sink in their private bath.  It was the only clue that Charles had left behind.   

From his spies that he had scattered about in the High King's court, he had been notified when the disheveled Charles had arrived at the palace asking for asylum.  But then he would have been surprised if the warrior had not.  If anything Charles was not a stupid man.  

He was dragged out of these thoughts when Elena's hand tugged on his elbow. He turned and looked down at her.

"Aric, I don't feel safe standing here.  Let's find some lodgings." Elena looked around warily. 

"Relax, sweetheart.  Nothing will hurt you.  I know this is the first time that you been in Venus," he soothed as he led her over to one of the shops that catered to tourists. * * * * * * * Jonathan looked over at Patience. She was sitting erect on her zephti staring off into the distance.  She was keeping up rather well all considering.  They were in the middle of the Areseric desert, on their way to join Rand and Gracie for the upcoming nuptials of Kat and Charlie at the Renewal Festival.  He had been in contact with Rand, and they were both thrilled that Gracie and their children were well after the unexpected delivery.    This wizard, Philip, had a lot to answer for.  Jonathan was damn near as protective of Gracie as Rand was.  They were the original three stooges of Venus.  Where one was the other two weren't far behind. He knew that they all had driven the royal family crazy with their adventures and their numerous "midadventures" too. 

"It's almost time to stop for the night, Pati.  Just another hour and we'll be at the river that Rand told me about.  We'll bunk down there.  Then we're only a few days out from the capitol."

"I know.  I'm fine, Jonathan.  Quit worrying.  I'm pregnant - not dying," she scolded him as she kicked her zephti into a faster clip.

"Patience!" he growled.  Her laughter floated back taunting him, daring him to catch her.  

With pleasure, you little minx! he promised her.

* * * * * * *

Kat pulled out of Charlie's arms.  She stood beside the satin pillows of the huge bed where he still slept.  Since their journey in the desert, she had not seen her chosen sleeping.  He still possessed the same rugged features and physique but they were more relaxed.  The intensity of his personality was muted during slumber.  Sighing, she slipped her slippers back on.   As much as she longed to stay with him, she had many things to accomplish back at the clinic.  And for once here on Venus - she was going to use her gift for good. 

While attending ITS she had been called time and time again to the clinic to heal students that had been punished by the headmistress.  She felt that because she had such a gift, the headmistress had no reason not to beat the students.  She had Kat to heal them anytime that she got overzealous with the crop, belt or what ever instrument that she choose to punish her charges with. Unlike Kat, who's mother never visited her, many of the students had parents and relatives that visited quite often and kept in contact with them.  It wouldn't do to have the abused student able to show their families proof of the abuse.  The state would have surely shut ITS down if they realized and been able to prove the abuse that went on behind the walls.  

Shaking her head, she tried to push the painful memories away as she slipped out of the solar.  As soon as she shut the door behind her, Charlie opened his eyes.  The wave of pain that radiated off his chosen had awakened him.  There was much still so mystery about her.  He had read her file but it contained nothing of her years inside of ITS.  It gave a brief run down of her grades and her graduation date but nothing else.  He had a feeling that there were things that occurred inside ITS that had forever changed his little Kat.  

He rolled to his feet as a knock sounded on his door.  

"Come in," he called as he buttoned the silk shirt that had come undone in his earlier wrestling match with Kat. 

Stephan stuck his head in before he entered the room.

"I hate to disturb you but I need to get your approval to have one of the royal space crafts to leave Venusian space."

"Where's its' destination?" Charlie walked over to his desk before flopping in the chair behind it.

"Earth.  I told Kat's grandfather that I would send a spacecraft for him."

"Kat's granddad?"  Charlie paused before he pulled Kat's file and opened it.

"Yes.  I contacted him to attend your bonding.  It is customary to have a family member present. Normally it is the father that gives the witch or healer away.  But there is no known record of who Kat's father is."

"Do you have the paperwork with you?" Charles asked.  

"Of course." Stephan handed the paperwork to him.  Charlie glanced it over rapidly before signing it and handing it back.  

"Will he be here in time?" 

"Yes.  He should arrive the day before the ceremony." 

"Good.  Have him come see me when he lands.  I am anxious to speak to him about Kat."

* * * * * * *

Philip followed Rand and Gracie, cradling the small little girl against his chest.  He had been surprised that when they had placed their daughter in his arms.   The little girl stared up at him with her beautiful blue eyes and cooed at him.  His heart squeezed in response.  It had been many years since he had held such a small bundle.  He tried to bury the need beneath his anger at losing the crown.  But it still lurked under all the hurt and fury.   He smiled down at the little girl.  She waved a tiny fist at him.  He gently tucked it back in the blanket.  She immediately freed it once more.  

"Already taking after her mother," Rand observed as he slowed down next to Philip.  

"Maybe."  Philip replied.  "Or her father.  No one can say that you aren't as determined to get your way.  I've never been pursued as intensely as I was with you. There were several times that you nearly caught up with us."

"She looks like her mother." Rand said after a moment.

"Yes. She certainly does.  Lucky little girl.  But that's unfortunate for you.  How long do you think you'll be able to keep the suitors at bay?" 

"No man is going to get my little girl." Rand said fiercely as he swapped babies with Philip.  "It's time for Gracie to feed her.  You take my eldest.  He's already eaten."   

Philip took the exchange gracefully and watched as Rand nudged the zephti into a trot to catch up with his wife.  

Looking down at the serious eyes of the baby he held, he shook his head and tried to deny the longing he felt to have one of his own.  His brother was dead as was his mother.  He had been told that she had died in childbirth.  His father had been banished and died two years before Brett had joined up with Aric.  His father would have been disappointed if he had realized how his son had turned out.  

He essentially had no living relatives left that would claim him.  The few remaining cousins that he had, had all disowned him when his father had been banished. But he still couldn't help his longing for his missing family.  Maybe someday he would find a woman to bond with and start his own family.  

Like any witch would have him. he thought sourly.

* * * * * * *

Jason paced back and forth as he waited for the spacecraft that Charles's advisor had told him that he was sending. With the new 'hyperdrive' the time that it took to travel from Venus to Earth was a few hours opposed to the 2 days that it had taken when he had left with his daughter.  When he had first arrived on Earth he had longed to return to the red planet where he was born.  But as time passed he had found he had grown accustomed to the green fields and abundant waters of his new home.  He never thought that he would grow to love working with the land.  It had been a tough pill for him to swallow. Who would have thought that a Vindexicis warrior would take to farming?  

He stopped in front of the fireplace and took down the picture of Kat.  She was only five years old when this picture had been taken. Well before life had hardened her.  Before she had been sent to that hellhole that they had called a school.  Although she never spoken to him about what had occurred behind ITS doors, he knew instinctively that it hadn't been good.  His little girl had changed from a happy child to a bitter and withdrawn young adult.  If he knew who to lay the blame on the loss of her innocence, he would gladly beaten the hell and even the life out of them.  

A knock at the door drew him from his thoughts. He turned around and strode to it.  Flinging it open he was surprised to see two uniformed men standing on his doorstep.  

"Yes?" he asked, unsure why the local police were visiting him. "Are you Jason Littlebird?" 

"Yes." 

"May we come in?" the taller of the two officers asked.

"What do you want?" he said after a moment.

"We need to talk to you about your daughter," the other officer replied. "We're from the interplanetary council.  I'm  Agent Carthly and this is Agent Sithmen," the short man said.

"My daughter?  Last I knew she went on vacation with her boy-friend." Jason said as he led them into the living room.  

"Really?  We had a tip that she may have broken her prohibition.  When was the last time that you saw her?"  Both men looked around the room curiously before sitting down on the couch.

"Like I said, she called me and told me that they were going to 'Vegas to go gambling.  Didn't she inform her parole officer?" Jason asked as he sat down in the recliner next to the couch. 

"She reported to her parole officer that she was going out of state on business. When we contacted her office, they informed us that she was no longer employed with them.  So you can understand our concern."  The short agent tugged on his cuffs before reaching into his suit pocket and pulling out a notebook.  

"I had no idea that she had quit her job, Agent Carthly.  Like I already explained, she told me she was going on vacation with her boyfriend.  I don't know where.  She just asked if I could stop by and water the plants."  Jason replied just before another knock sounded on his door.  He stood slowly.  "I'll be right back." 

* * * * * * *

Jason opened the door and saw that the ship that Councilor Dean said he was sending had arrived. 

"Mr Jason Littlebird?"  A young man in a flight suit stood before him.

"That's me.  I'll be right out.  I have a few unfinished things to take care of.  It won't take me but a few minutes."  

"Going somewhere, Jason?"  Agent Sithmen asked from behind him.   

Jason slowly turned and looked at the man. 

"Don't make the mistake of thinking that you can intimidate me, Son.  I'm a Vindexicis warrior.  Just because I have chosen to live on Earth, doesn't mean that I have forgotten how to be one."

"And your point is?" Agent Sithman asked arrogantly.

"Son, sneaking up on a Vindexicis warrior is a foolish action whether you are on Earth or on Venus.  Now I suggest that you and your partner go elsewhere.  I have a spaceship to catch." 

"And who said that you are allowed to leave Earth?" Agent Carthly asked as he stepped forward. "And all this talk of being a Vindexiicis warrior, doesn't frighten me, Old Man.  I have the same abilities as you."  

"I strongly doubt it! I suggest you leave, Boy, before I lose what little patience I have left.  I told you I haven't heard from my daughter and that's the honest truth.  Now, leave so I can catch my flight."  Jason stood back and held the door open, a clear indication that he was finished with both of them.  

"Do you have clearance to leave Earth?  And don't lie, old man.  We'll be checking." Agent Sithman told him as he walked by him. 

"I don't need clearance.  I was never banished from my home planet.  I have just chosen to stay here.  My patience is gone.  Get your asses off my porch and off my property."  

When they just stared at him, Jason growled.  

"You boys just have to push don't you?"  His voice hardened.   Reaching deep inside of himself, he drew on the power that had laid dormant since he had first arrived on Earth.   One of the agents gasped and backed up.  The flare of power in Jason's eyes was all the warning that he needed to realize that he was dealing with a Vindexicis Master.   The other agent's face lit up with surprise and then anticipation.  

Jason waited to see if the young agent was stupid enough to try him.  

"Come on, Carthly.  Let's go.  Obviously he doesn't know where his daughter is.  And we have no right to detain him."  Sithman grabbed Carthly's arm and dragged him off the porch and towards the dark car that they were driving.  They both quickly climbed into the car; and within a few minutes all that was left of their visit was a dark cloud of dust.

"I wondered if they were smart enough to back off," the young man in the flight suit.

"I might have even enjoyed kicking their asses back to Venus." Jason replied.

"Speaking of which.  Are you ready to go?" 

"Yes.  I'm looking forward to visiting my home world once again." he replied. * * * * * * *   Gracie was sandwiched between Rand and Philip as they trekked across the desert. Each one of them held one of the precious babies as their zephti moved slowly.  They were nearing the small villages that edged the Areseric desert and led to the capital city. They were almost to Charlie's home - with tonight their last night before reaching the outskirts of Kartic. It wasn't the same as King Mica's home but they would be happy to be out of the elements.  Gracie was glad that Rand's piece of Venus was much more lush and hospitable than Charlie's.  Not that Gracie couldn't see the beauty in this harsh land, but it was not their 'home'.

Philip wasn't very talkative this morning she noticed.  Each of the three was locked into their own thoughts, but occasionally Rand would send her a private thought.  Gracie smiled at her husband as he held their youngest son.  

Rand, I am worried about what will happen tomorrow with Philip.  I know that Charlie will have to determine what kind of punishment he deserves.

Don't worry about it, Gracie.  Right now lets focus on getting our babies to Kartic.  I have seen the good in Philip.  I can understand his reasoning for kidnapping you.  I can't say that I wouldn't do something similar if I was stripped of my position as he was.  I am going to look into the matter as soon as we return home.  I will get to the bottom of this before I let any punishment brought down against him.  He made a deal with the devil when he followed instructions from Aric.  He saved your life and the lives of our children.  Why he has hidden his talent as a healer from everyone is a mystery; but I know that no healer can easily commit evil doings of their own free will. 

You think that he might have been under a spell? 

Maybe? But lets think about this, sweetheart.  Did he even once hurt you? 

No.  He protected me, made sure I ate and drank plenty.  He spoke of doing anything he could to return to his rightful place in his kingdom; but when it came right down to it, he called you, even knowing that it would end his quest to return to his throne.  Those are not the actions of an evil man.  Have we actually heard anything from his home country since the power transfer?  

I have not heard much from Sandova since the power change. But then again - they are a very private country.  They send their dignitaries to court but otherwise they keep to themselves. 

We definitely need to find out.  I don't want to see Philip ostracized or banished for this until we have the full story. 

I know, Sweetheart Gracie felt the brush of his power against her cheek.  She smiled over at him.

* * * * * * *

Charlie guided Kat towards her suite after she returned from the clinic.  She was obviously drooping from the extra time that she had spent at the clinic today.  Every time he had tried to pull her away from the clinic, she had found one excuse or the other to put him off ever since their little incident in his solar.  She had been trying to keep him at arms length even though they were still attending various meetings together.  She had not fallen asleep in any meetings since the last time when they had their dream merge.  He watched her fight through every one of them and some of them were truly boring.  He assumed that she didn't want to chance what would happen if she did fall asleep.  The dream merges were coming more and more frequently.  All he had to do was close his eyes and he found himself at her side and in her arms.  

"How long are you going to fight it?" he asked as they paused by the door.

"Fight what?" Kat asked innocently as she turned towards him. 

"This," he whispered as he leaned in closer to her.  He smiled when she stilled and then drew a quick breath.  He brushed his lips across hers before slowly sealing their mouths together.  He caught her soft moan and answered it with one of his own.   He took advantage of her parted lips and slipped inside to tangle his tongue with hers.  She tasted delicious - like a cool drink after a long trek in the desert.  He couldn't seem to get enough of her.  Would he ever, he wondered?  When he finally lifted his head, they were both aroused and panting.  He brushed her dark hair away from her flushed features.  He tugged on one piece as she avoided his gaze. 

"Hiding from me?" he taunted, willing her to look up at him.  It worked.  Her gaze flew up to clash with his.  

" I'm tired, Charlie.  Goodnight." She slipped into her room, shutting the door behind her quickly.   

* * * * * * *

Kat sat down on the edge of her bed.  She was exhausted.  She had fought long and hard today at the clinic with the representative from Earth.  He was adamant that there was no way that any passenger entering the Venus could have brought the virus with them.  According to Earth's laws everyone traveling to Venus had to be vaccinated for it or have had it.   




Healer's Touch Ch. 15



She had a feeling that it had something to do with the fog that had covered the areas where the effected families had come from.  So far the terrible results were two adults and three children who had died.  She had to steel herself against the pain of it all.  She felt so helpless.  She was supposed to be this great healer. Why hadn't she been able to save them?

* * * * * * * Charlie stilled, his shirt in his hand. He was in the process of changing his clothes when he felt a devastating wave of despair encompass him.  Kat, he realized.   He turned to the connecting door and opened it.  He strode into her room and saw her sitting on the edge of her bed with a ravaged and defeated look on her face.  It was a look that he wanted to erase.  Sitting down next to her, he lifted her and set her on his lap holding her closely.  

"Charlie," she whispered shakily as she rested her head against his bare chest. 

"What's wrong, Hellcat?" he whispered against her hair.

"We lost five today," she said so softly that he could barely hear her.

"I know.  I was told.  I feel their losses too. "

"I feel responsible for their deaths."  

"Nonsense.  You did the best you could, Kat.  Besides, if you were not here, think of all the deaths that would have occurred. You have saved many with your quick thinking.  Without you, we would not have identified the problem or the virus so quickly.   Or known what vaccine to get from Earth.  Your knowledge and handling has been more than I could have ever dreamed of.  You are going to make a wonderful queen.  Do you realize what the people have been calling you, Hellkat?" he asked as he settled back against the headboard with her in his arms.

Mutely, she shook her head.

"They have been calling you "Your Highness" when they talk with you even though we are not married yet -- but they are calling you 'The Lady with the Healing Hands'.  Don't ever doubt your place here.  On Venus we value our healers.  We are proud of our healers and grateful for all they do to help those people that are in need.  You will see that every where during the Renewal Festival.   In my culture, the healers are much more than just doctors, Kat.  They are spiritual leaders also.  They are there to heal both the mind and the body.  Before we go through our ceremony, we will both be attended by gifted healers. I'm sorry that your people don't have the same respect for them that we do."

"Charlie, I am used to the "powers in charge" treating me with contempt. I have been used and discarded by the very people that I helped. When I was in school, I was called on more than once to heal a student that had been "punished".  Oh, how I wished then that I didn't have this power.", she whispered softly against his chest. 

"Why?  Did you regret healing your fellow students?"  

"No.  But if I hadn't been there maybe the headmistress wouldn't have let the "punishments" go that far.  She wouldn't dare." 

"Your headmistress beat the students?" The shock was evident in his deep voice.

"Among other things.  Sometimes the mental abuse was much worse.  And sometimes there were those I couldn't help. I never felt as helpless as I did the time I was called to the clinic to try and heal a young girl that the headmistress had pushed too far."

"Tell me about it, Hellkat.  Tell me and then let it go."  He coaxed as he rubbed her shoulders and back gently. 

"I was sixteen.  I had grown accustomed to being wakened in the night to go to the clinic.  They never allowed me there during the daylight hours.  According to federal law, the "no power" law was still enforced when a child was incarcerated for breaking such a law; so by healing the other students, I was breaking the law."

Charles stiffened under her.  He couldn't believe that she was punished for doing the very thing that she was ordered to do . 

"When I entered the clinic, I was taken to the isolation room.  When I opened the door, I saw blood on the examining table.  It was dripping off the table.  At first I didn't see anyone.  Then I heard a whimper from the corner of the room.  Daphine, a girl that had only been at ITS for a few months, was curled up in the corner, whimpering and rocking herself.  She had nothing on but an examination gown.   When I saw her I knew what had happened.  There was a faction of the guards that liked raping the young inmates.  The headmistress knew about them and they were her 'punishment of choice' for students that wouldn't use their powers to her benefit."

"Her benefit?" he growled.

"Yes, Daphine could predict the outcome of any sporting event.  And the headmistress had a gambling problem.  She wanted Daphine to help her.  Daphine refused.  And when the normal punishments wouldn't make her cooperate, she gave Daphine to the guards.  There was one guard in particular that was vicious in his attacks.  He liked to hurt the girls, the boys...it didn't matter to him.  As long as he got to inflict pain.  I wish I had a quarter for every time I was called to heal a student that Guard Chevez hurt." Kat laughed bitterly.

"What happened, Katrina?" he finally asked.

"I went to her.  She, of course jerked away from me, not realizing at first who I was.  When she did - she begged me not to heal her.  Not to give the guards another chance to hurt her again.  She wanted to die, Charlie.  Chevez had broken more than her body.  He had damaged her mind.  I stood there in the cold examining room, while Chevez and the headmistress waited for me to heal their newest victim.   I knew that if I didn't heal her, that I would be the one in need of a healer. I had no doting parents to care whether or not I had bruises or cuts.  No family that would raise an alarm if they came to see me and was told I was unavailable.  My punishment for not healing Daphine would be twice as bad as Daphine's."

"So you healed her," Charlie replied.

"No.  I couldn't."  She took a deep breath.  "I stood there and watched as she rocked herself back and forth.  And I turned around and left."  

"Oh, Kat.  What happened?"  

"She committed suicide later that night.  And I let her."  

"You weren't responsible. Did the headmistress punish you?" 

"I....I...can't talk about it Charlie," she whispered before closing her eyes.  

Charles stared at the ceiling as he held her close, trying to control the urge to kill someone... preferably the headmistress and her guards.  He knew that he couldn't force her to talk about what had happened; but it angered him that she had gone through that terrible hellhole. Despite it all - she was still was such a positive person; and that the school had not broken her spirit completely amazed him.  He gathered her closer and cuddled her while he listened to her soft breathing even out as she finally slept.  Unmoving, he stared at the ceiling for a long time.



Healer's Touch Ch. 16



The next two chapters were wrote during a dark time for my family. We recently loss my husband's father unexpectedly. So I apologize if the content seems to be a bit dark. As always feedback, whether it be good or bad is welcome.~ Dakota

Kat turned helplessly towards the man that was bound to her. The fire in her veins told her that once again she was wrapped in the coils of desire. She gazed up into her lover's eyes and realized that he was trapped by his desire also. She could see the desire to claim her in his silver eyes. She vaguely thought about his eyes...they were normally green, why were they silver?

"My power changes their color," Charlie explained as he cupped one of her breasts with the palm of his hand. 

She moaned softly as his thumbnail scraped over the hardened tip. She was more than ready to have him take the next step. If he stopped again -- she was going to kill him!

"Relax, Hellkat. Just let me touch you," he whispered against her shoulder, where he was idly pressing open-mouthed kisses. She shivered as his tongue drew lazy patterns against the skin of her shoulder.

"Charlie, kiss me, please," she pleaded as she squirmed against him. 

"Gladly," he whispered as he lifted his head. He kept his eyes focused on hers until his firm lips covered hers. She sighed in pleasure as her eyes drifted shut. He took advantage of her parted lips and slowly slid his tongue in deeply to tangle with hers. When she moaned softly, he growled in his chest before rolling over with her on top of his hard body. Threading his fingers through her hair, he cupped her head as they kissed hungrily. 

She gasped raggedly when he finally released her mouth. Pushing against his broad chest, she sat up, straddling his narrow hips. She trailed her fingers down his bare chest. She still found it amazing that he had no body hair. She idly wondered at the lack of it. She had yet to met a single Venusian that had any facial hair, let alone body hair. It seemed that the only hair they possessed was the hair on the tops of their heads. 

Pressing her fingers to his nipples, she scraped her nails across them. She smiled mischievously at him and watched his reactions. 

"Hellkat!" he warned as he gripped her hips with his hands. She grinned at him before leaning down and licking one nipple and then the other. She chuckled when he growled and his fingers tightened on her. She nibbled on him in response. She loved the way his breath caught. His responses thrilled her. He made her feel like she was the most desirable woman in the world... that she was the only one for him.

"You are, Hellkat. You're mine. Every single inch." He pulled her back up to him and rolled her under him. He slowly ground his hips against hers. She could feel the hard length of him against her inner thighs. She swallowed roughly at the thought of him burying himself deep inside of her. Her sheath clenched in response. She could feel the desire moistening her folds and flushed with embarrassment. She was sure that he could feel it against his bare thighs. Bare thighs? * * * * Charlie groaned softly from the upholstered chair where he sat. He had pulled the large chair up to her bed. Once she had fallen asleep, he realized that he couldn't trust himself to sleep next to her without taking 'advantage' of her. So he had tucked the blankets around her securely before leaving the bed. He was glad now that he had. If not, he would have been asleep next to her instead of in the chair. And he knew himself well enough that if he had the dream merge with her in his arms, he wouldn't have been able to resist the temptation of making their 'dreams' a reality. 

He could hear her raspy moans of pleasure. What the hell was he doing to her in her dreams, he wondered as his shaft hardened even further in response to her moans. Dammit, how was he supposed to resist this? He wanted nothing more than to go to her and make love to her. He didn't understand why the mezclar had occurred between them but he had a feeling that it wasn't going to go away until they were bound together. He clenched his teeth at the thought of being tied to Kat for a week. To have her anytime that he wanted her for a whole week! 

"Charlie, please!" 

He froze. His heart surged painfully in his chest. Digging his fingers into the upholstered arms of the chair, he tried to calm himself. 

"Yes!" she moaned as she thrashed around on the bed.

"Son of a bitch!" He surged out of the chair and strode quickly from the room. He had to get away or else! * * * * Kat moaned happily as Charlie thrust his fingers deep inside of her. His tongue was busily teasing her clit. She was on the verge of climaxing when he lifted his head.

"Charlie, please!'" she begged as her hips lifted helplessly. She could still feel the warmth of his breath against her. He was gazing down at her pussy with hunger in his eyes. He eased his fingers back out before he pushed them back in to her. He smiled as she moaned and arched into his probing caress. 

She protested loudly when he lifted her legs over his shoulders and pulled his fingers out. 

"Shh," he soothed as he cupped her ass in his hands. He held her steady before slowly surging into her tight depths.

"YES!" she screamed as he filled her and pushed her over the edge.

* * * *

After the slow going of the Areserican desert, Gracie was glad that the zephti were finally walking on the softer but smoother surface of roads and they made better time. She sighed in relief when she saw a tiny village ahead. She could smell the water of the small stream that skirted the village before it headed towards Kartic. 

It was almost dust when they reached the village. She surprised to find the entire village empty. She noticed that there were zephti in the corral behind a tiny stable; but there were no caretakers working in the corral, and she saw no children running around as was the norm. She slipped off her zephti and wandered over to the stable while Rand and Philip checked the main house. When the zephti in the coral started lipping her clothing, she noticed that there was no food or water in their troughs. They whinnied pitifully as she hurried towards the stables in search of food for them. In the cradle of one arm, her daughter cooed softly. She smiled down at her absently as she tugged on the heavy stable door. She frowned as she realized it was stuck. 

"This is the time that I wished I had your Daddy's muscles," she told her daughter dryly. "But then again, brain power beats brawn any day." She let her magic rise to the surface. She let the spell flow through her. The stable door groaned before it finally opened. She moved quickly through the dark doorway. Gracie, what do you think you are doing? Rand's voice scolded her.

These animals are staving, Rand. I'm going to give them some food.

Be careful. he warned. I'll be there shortly.

Yes,Dear she teased. She whispered an illumination spell as she walked deeper into the stable. She gasped when she tripped over a prone body. She brightened the illumination spell. 

"Randall!" she screamed, this time not bothering to use their mental path. 

* * * *

Jason fidgeted in his seat. He had gotten use to wide-open fields. It seemed as if the tight confines of the spacecraft were closing in around him. Finally he reached for his seat belt and released himself. He used the zero gravity to float towards the front of the cabin. The uniformed man that had picked him up looked up from the magazine that he had been reading.

"Is everything all right, Mr. Littlebird?" he asked as he closed the magazine.

"Cabin fever," Jason said tightly. "I'm not used to being in such closed spaces."

"We'll be landing shortly but you can take a few minutes to move about." 

Jason nodded before floating across the cabin and staring out the window. They had been orbiting Venus for the past hour. He could see glimpses of her red ground through the protective shield that surrounded her. Excitement warred with dread. As the pilot announced they had been cleared for landing, his dread grew. He had been told that Stephan Dean was planning on meeting him at the landing site. And Stephan knew him from the years when he had trained Charles. Maybe Stephan's memory wouldn't be as sharp as his own. But he doubted it. 

Finally he floated back to his seat and sat down - buckled back into his seat and waited impatiently. Only time would tell.

* * * *

Stephan waited patiently at the Kartic landing site. He hadn't told anyone other than Arianna that Kat's grandfather was arriving today. The palace was crazy with all the preparations for the Renewal Festival combined with combating the chicken pox outbreak. Arianna and Kat spent most of their time at the clinic. In fact the seamstresses had been a bit put out when they had to go to the clinic to do the final fitting for her festival robes. The festival couldn't come soon enough. He knew that he was as anxious as Charlie to have the festival over. The mezclar was not being very kind to either of them. 

"Flight 342 from Earth has just landed and will be arriving through Gate 23." 

"Finally," he sighed as he headed towards the designated gate. The pilot and his attendant were the first to come through the gate. 

* * * *

Aric waited impatiently for his contact to meet him. Standing at the bar at the pub where they were supposed to meet, his thoughts drifted back to his new wife. He had finally met the woman that was his match. She had surprised him with her deal. He had thought that he had her firmly in the palm of his hand; but he didn't love this woman and he wasn't completely sure that he trusted her. Something just wasn't adding up. He just couldn't place his finger on it. He turned with his back to the bar and watched the entrance. His contact should be arriving soon. He would deal with Philip first -- and then his disturbing new wife. 

* * * *

Philip hurried after Rand. They had both heard Gracie scream. Something was not right. As they rushed towards the corral, he tucked the baby that he carried snugly against his chest. Rand reached the stables first. He barged inside.

"Gracie, where are you?" he asked harshly as he searched the area wildly. 

"I'm over here." Her voice was faint and seemed to be off to the right. Philip followed behind the prince and ran into the prince's back when he suddenly stopped. 

"Dear God!" Rand whispered. Philip stepped around him and stopped. Gracie stood beside a pile of bodies. They were all dead. 

"Gracie, you need to get away from there. Your immune system is still down. I don't think whatever killed these people is still here but it's better to be safe than sorry." Philip gestured for her to come to them. She looked up at them, her eyes dazed.

"Get your little ass over here, Grace de Cartwright." Rand ordered harshly, hoping that his tone would snap his wife out of her shock.

Gracie walked towards them, fire shining in her eyes. She walked directly up to her husband and smiled sweetly at him.

"You care to change your tone of voice, Husband?" she asked him softly. 

"Why?" he asked gruffly, trying not to smile at her.

"Because if you don't I'm gonna kick "Your little ass"." 

"That's my Gracie." Rand chuckled, then sobered. "Let's go back to the house. I imagine that the communications consoles are still functional. We need to call Charles right away."

* * * *

Pati sighed with relief when she spotted the open gates of Kartic. She had thought that they would never reach the capital of Areseric. While it was similar to Trila, it's setting was much more rural than the Grand Palace. She turned to look at her husband. He smiled reassuringly at her before turning to greet the advancing guards.

"Halt!" One of the guards said as they approached the two tired zephti.

"Hello. We are friends of your king. I do believe that King Charles is expecting us." Jonathan said smoothly as he slowly dismounted his zephti.

"Before you may enter, you must undergo a physical exam. There has been a disease outbreak. We must check to make sure you aren't carrying the disease." The guard smiled apologetically. 

"Is this disease serious?" Pati asked as she slid off her own mount. 

"Yes. It's from Earth. It has already caused several deaths and many are in our clinics recovering from it. It seems that children are the hardest hit. But it seems to be more fatal when an adult catches it. So we can't be too careful." The other guard led them to a small building that was about a hundred yards from the main gate. 

"If you please. There are healers inside that will check both of you for the disease. If you are not contaminated - they will give you a paper stating that you are clean. Come and show us and we will gladly escort you to the palace." He opened the door and ushered them inside. 

* * * *

Jason schooled his features as he approached Stephan. He dropped his bag when the other man came up and enveloped him in a bear hug. 

"Master Iason! You've returned!" The other man exclaimed as he released him.

Jason shifted nervously as Stephan backed away from him. 

"Hello, Stephan." He leaned down and picked up his bag before slinging it over his shoulder.

"What are you doing here? Last I heard you were a recluse. You are the very last man that I was expecting to see here." 

"Well..." Jason started when the pilot interrupted him.

"Did you get everything off the ship, Mr. Littlebird?" 

Jason turned to the pilot and nodded. 

"Yes, I did. Thank you for the prompt service, Pilot Andermon." 

The pilot nodded before walking back up the ramp. Jason turned back to Stephan. His old friend looked at him with disbelief. 

"Mr. Littlebird? Did I hear you correctly?"

"Come on, Stephan. This is a story best told over a cold beer." 

"I, I ... yes, maybe that's for the best." Stephan replied as they walked out of the spaceport.

* * * *

Charles was in his solar when his communication console chirped. Pressing the button, he answered it. 

"Charles, this is Rand."

"Hello, Prince Rand." Charlie said coldly, his anger at the prince was far from over. He still was not happy with the prince and his actions that had landed him in his current predicament with Kat.

"Still pissed about Kat, Charles?" Rand asked softly.

"I'm not happy about it. Do you realize the hell that you started? I'm back here ruling a country that I never wanted to set foot in again, with a chosen that is from another planet and to top it all off, this crazy mezclar is about to drive me out of my ever loving mind." He growled.

If Charles had expected Rand to apologize, he was very sadly mistaken. Instead his friend started laughing. 

"It's not funny, dammit!" Charles fumed.

"Sorry," Rand said between laughs. "It's just...damn...I thought I had it rough." Rand started laughing even harder. 

"If all you are going to do is laugh at me, I'm hanging up." Charles told him.

"No, no....don't hang up! We have trouble here. I'm in a small village just north of you. But there is something terribly wrong here. Everyone alive is gone. But we found some bodies in an abandoned stable. Bodies that have not been buried! What the hell is going on?"

"You're in Starla? That village was evacuated a week ago. You need to leave there. There has been an outbreak of an Earthly disease called chicken pox. That whole village was afflicted. I'm not sure why those bodies weren't buried. I'll have to talk to Stephan. The evacuation teams report directly to him. I'll have a team out there in the morning to take care of the bodies. But you need to get out of there as quickly as possible. Do you have anyone with you?"

"Yeah. I caught up with Gracie and Philip." 

"Who's Philip?" Charles asked as he started pacing around the solar.

"He's a healer....and he took Gracie...it's complicated. I'll tell you about it when I see you."

"All right. Is Gracie near by?" 

"Yeah. Just a sec." Rand hollered through the open door. A moment later Gracie appeared holding two of their children. "Charles wants to talk to you." 

"Can you take them?" She asked as she passed them to him. "I do believe that they need a diaper change, Daddy." 

Rand wrinkled his nose before taking them from her and heading out of the room. 

"Okay, Charlie, what's up?" She asked as she sat down next to the console.

"You have had your babies?" Charlie asked, awe in his voice.

"Yes. Two days ago. We are all fine. What is going on here though?"

Charlie quickly informed her about the outbreak and what was going on in Kartic and across Areseric.

"Damn, I had chicken pox as a child when Mom took me Earth on a school vacation. We're nowhere near prepared to have that disease spread across Areseric, let alone the rest of Venus." 

"I know. Kat's been great. She and King Mica have contacted Earth and had the supplies imported to deal with the outbreak and shots for those not affected yet. I'm glad that you have some immunity to it; but I don't know about Rand and the babies. They need to have the vaccine before they come to Kartic. And you need to leave Starla as soon as possible. We're not sure how the virus was spread originally so all of you could easily have been exposed to the virus." 

"So you're telling me that the virus started in Starla?"

"We're not sure but the first cases all came from there. So you need to pack up and leave immediately." 

"Do you realize that there are at least three dozen zephti left here? We can't just leave them to starve. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm under the impression that they are the only mode of transportation in some parts of your country?"

"Correct. But if you can't take them with you, then leave them, Gracie. You and Rand's and your children's lives are more important than the zephti. Without you and Rand, our world will be ripe pickings for Aric or any other wizard of his ilk." 

"Okay. We'll leave. Tell me where is a safe place for us to go?"

"There is a small camping area about two hours southwest of you, Gracie. I took Rand there a couple years ago. He should remember it. Go there and I'll send supplies and medicine. I'm not sure about what amount of vaccine the babies would need. Let me talk to Kat and the other healers and get back to you."

"How is Kat?"

"She's holding up. She's not dealing well with being my chosen but I think she'll come around. She'd better... as the Renewal Festival begins in two days!"

"Your chosen!" Gracie exclaimed.

"Didn't your husband tell you? He told Kat that we were chosens. And you know what that means."

"Hell! Does she understand?"

"Not really. All I can say is our joining ceremony is going to be a real eye opener for her. Are you sure that you weren't matchmaking when you sent us off together, Gracie?" 

"Oh, Charlie, I never dreamed that she was your chosen. I just knew that she drew you out of that shell that you've been hiding in. You seemed more alive when you were sparring with her. I was worried that you were trying to crawl into the grave with Deanna." Gracie said.

"Sometimes I wished that I could, Gracie. I miss her. She was so much different than Kat. And this thing with her healing...I just don't know if I can handle it."

"I know you had a bad experience with magic in the past, Charlie, but you surely realize that Kat's much different than Deanna."

"No, he's too stubborn to let it go, Gracie." Kat said as she stepped in over the windowsill.

"Kat..." A look of panic spread across his face.

* * * *

"Shut up, Charlie. I'm tired of hearing how I'm not Deanna. Bizarre ritual or not, I'm not trying to replace your beloved Deanna." Kat said as she crossed the room. "As if I would want to," she mumbled to herself. 

"Kat! How are you?" Gracie's voice came from the console to her left.




Healer's Touch Ch. 16



"I'm hanging in there. I'll be really glad to see you. How are the babies?"

"Fine. They are giving their daddy hell right now." 

"You had them! Congratulations, Gracie. Did the palace healer take good care of you?" 

"Well...I'll let Charlie explain what's going on. I've gotta run, hun...all three of them are crying now."

"I'll get back to you." Charlie reminded her before the console went quiet.

"You know, I came in here to... well never mind why I came in here ... just tell me what's going on with Gracie."



Healer's Touch Ch. 17



Kat sat down in the chair next to Charlie and waited for the meeting to begin. She was becoming accustomed to being at his side for the endless meetings. This meeting was to discuss the newest outbreak of the chicken pox. She wished she had more answers to give the Tribunal.

Stephan called the meeting to order before turning to her.

"Your Highness, could you please update the Tribunal about the current status of the outbreak." Stephan asked.

"Yes. So far four villages have been affected by the chicken pox spore. We are still trying to determine how it's being spread but I have a feeling that it was released into the atomsphere. According to the leading medical opinions from the Earth's Disease Control Center, the most likely way to spread the spore this quickly is through an aerosol. Which leads us to believe that some one released it into the atmosphere. We are still questioning all the pilots of spacecraft that landed or departed prior to the first outbreak." 

"And this disease has killed how many of our people?" Councilor Whetman asked.

"Too many." Kat said softly. "So far the death count is twenty eight. All except for two were adults. It seems that the spore is more fatal to adults than children. Just as it is on Earth. Many earthly children contract chicken pox between the ages of five and seven." Kat explained to the elder councilor.

"And have you had this virus?" He asked coldly.

"Yes. I contracted it when I was eight." 

"So, the person that released this aerosol knew that you wouldn't be affected?" 

"I don't know if the culprit knew that I had it or not." Kat replied.

"Are you accusing my chosen of something, Councilor Whetman?" Charlie asked softly.

Councilor Whetman's face turned red with anger.

"It just seems odd, that this is the first outbreak of any type of Earth disease. Since we've started communicating with Earth this is the first time we've had any problems. It stands to reason that who ever is behind this is trying to strike at us; but is doing it in such a way that SHE won't be affected." 

"That sounds like you are accusing her of plotting against Areseric." Charlie said coldly. 

"Well...."

"If you have issue with me taking an Earthling for my chosen, Whitman, you take it up with me." Charlie locked eyes with the man.

"This is the first time in our history that an Earthling has been the King's chosen. You have to expect there will be resistance to it. We rejected Aric's suit for the crown because he was a bastard...what makes you think that we will let you put an alien on the throne?" Whitman demanded as he stood up. Charlie growled and surged to his feet.

Kat stood and faced the man. She loved that Charlie was standing up for her; but she could handle one misguided old councilor by herself.

"Look at me!" she ordered as she faced Whetman. "I didn't ask to be his chosen. In fact I offered to be his consort, so don't be taking your grievance against me out on him. True - I am an Earthling. I can't change that fact..."

"No, you're not, Kitty." 

* * * *

Kat froze. She knew that voice. She hadn't heard it since she had left Earth. She turned towards the door and saw her grandfather standing in the open doorway.

"Gramps?" she whispered.

"Master Iason?" Charlie exclaimed before dropping to his knees in the classic pose of respect that a student showed his Condocefacio.

"Kitty, I know I should have explained before you left but..." Jason swallowed roughly. "Explained what?" she asked.

"You're not an Earthling, sweetheart. You are a healer descended from the Vindexicis class."

"You mean to tell me I'm not human? That you could have brought me back here at anytime? That I didn't have to go to ITS? That you could have simply sent me home?" she squeaked.

"Let me explain..." he pleaded as she started trembling. 

"I...." she stopped and wiped furiously at the tears that had started to run down her cheeks. "I can't do this...." she cried before she darted out the same doors that she had used the first day when she had fled from Charlie.

"Let me go after her," Charlie commanded from his prone position. As tradition required, he had to remain in his position until his master acknowledged him. 

"What?" Jason asked in a daze.

"Let me go after her!" He growled. "She's my chosen, Master Iason." He added.

"Go." Jason said. Charlie nodded his thanks before hurrying after his chosen.

* * * *

Jason faced the Tribunial with solemn look on his face. Then he turned towards Councilor Whetman. His face hardened. 

"Am I to understand, Councilor, that you are questioning the right of my granddaughter to be the King's chosen?" 

"Well..." 

"Yes or no!"

"Yes, I was. How was I to know that she was your granddaughter? We were told that she was a healer that returned with Prince Randall. We assumed that she was an Earthling. Her petite stature is also not one of our people." Whetman explained arrogantly. 

"She is a throwback to the great healer Amaterasu. My grandmother was no bigger than she. Believe me, Katrina's blood is as Areserican as Charles's is. And I see that you have also decided to forget the prophesy that was spoken of when Charles was a boy. The prophesy that I warned this very council about before I left with my own daughter for Earth. You, Councilor Whetman are a very narrow minded fool. I hope that Charles is a better warrior than I." Jason said angrily.

"Why's that?" Whetman asked from under his bushy white eyebrows.

"Because if I were in his shoes, I would relieve you of your position and office." Jason replied before turning to the rest of the council.

"Is there anyone else here who questions the validity of my granddaughter becoming the next Queen of Areseric?" 

The murmurs of 'No' seemed to satisfy Jason. He turned to Stephan.

"When she calms down I need to speak to her. And I'll need some private time with the King when he is available." 

"Of course, Master Iason." Stephan assured him. Jason shook his head as he left. It seemed odd to hear anyone call him by his Vindexicisian title. It had been many years since it had crossed anybody's lips.

* * * *

Kat stood in front of the fire in Charlie's private solar. She knew that no one would disturb her here. The only ones that knew of his solar were Stephan and Charlie. And they were both back at the council meeting. 

She was still in shock at what her grandfather had revealed. 

"Mistress Katrina?" 

She turned towards the door and saw her chosen kneeling in the same position that he had dropped into earlier. 

"Charlie?" She approached him when he didn't move. When he continued to kneel, she frowned.

"May I rise, Mistress?" He asked.

"What? Charlie, what the hell is going on? And why are you kneeling?" 

"It's tradition Mistress."

"Okay. I've had enough of this. Get up!" 

Charlie nodded and slowly rose to his feet. When she walked over to him, he stood his ground, keeping his eyes averted from hers. 

"May I sit?" he asked.

"I don't know. Can you?" she asked sarcastically. 

"Yes." he said as he sat down on one of the pillows across from her. Kat walked over and crawled onto his lap. When his arms didn't wrap around her as was their custom, she frowned. She looked up at him and saw that he was holding himself stiffly and his jaw was clenched.

"Okay. I think I need an explanation. What the hell is going on with you? First you drop to your knees when you meet my grandfather and now you won't even touch me."

"I..." he started but was interrupted by a knocking on the door. She scrambled off his lap in surprise. She walked over and jerked the door open. 

"Mistress Katrina." Stephan said nodding to her. "Is Charlie here?" 

"Yes. He's by the fire." She said but realized that he wasn't looking at her either. He was staring at Charlie. What the hell is going on, she wondered, as he stepped around her and headed towards the fireplace. 

"Well, am I going to get any answers out of either of you?" she asked the men. When they looked at her with blank looks, she sighed. "Forget it!" she said before she stormed out of the solar. * * * * "Stephan, what am I going to do?" Charlie asked his advisor.

"About?"

"She's my chosen. She's a Vindexicisian healer."

"And you are a Vindexicis warrior. You couldn't ask for a better mate, Charlie." Stephan assured him as he watched him pace back and forth across the solar.

"You just don't understand. Our healers are to be revered. They are the holiest of healers. How am I supposed to bond with her? She is meant for better things than me. I have to let her go. But how?" Charlie asked as he stopped at the bar and poured himself a drink.

"Who says that you have to?" Stephan asked.

"It's tradition. She needs to complete her training and take her place in the Vindexicis holy sect. If I bind her to me, she'll never be able to go there. She has to remain pure."

"Have you spoken to her about this?" Stephan asked as he watched Charlie start to pace again.

"No. But it's her destiny. There are only a small handful of  healers born to our people every generation. We cannot squander a single one of them. Even if the healer in question happens to have the unfortunate luck of being the King's chosen."

"I think you need to ask her what she wants, Charlie. Don't assume that you know what's best for her. She needs to be able to make her own choice."

"And what do I do if she chooses to stay with me?" He growled.

"Is that what you are worried about? That she might stay with you? Or that she might leave you?" Stephan asked him.

* * * *

Kat found Arianna getting ready to leave for the main clinic. 

"Off to the clinic again?" She asked as Arianna as they walked towards the front gate of the palace.

"Yes. After I take a walk to clear my head. That man has me tied up in knots." 

"Councilor Dean?"

"None other. If he's not sleeping beside me, he thinks he has every right to invade my dreams." 

"I wish I could be so lucky. Since my grandfather showed up two days ago, every time I try to talk to your son, he drops to his knees. And he hasn't so much as touched me, let alone kissed me since that horrible morning. Do you have any idea what the hell his problem is?"

"I see that your grandfather hasn't explained anything to you yet?" Arianna asked.

"No. I haven't even seen him since he showed up at the Tribunal meeting."

"Why?" Arianna asked as they started walking towards the clinic.

"Because I am angry at him."

"Tell me about it. I thought you would be happy to see him."

"I was. I've missed him. But it was the bomb that he dropped on me. He really yanked the rug out from under me. And I never thought that he would hurt me that way. He has been the one constant in my life. And now I don't know how I can trust him."

"Explain, Kat. I'm not a mind reader. What's happened that has made you feel this way?"

"I'm not an Earthling, Arianna. I'm actually an Areserican. My grandfather is also "Master Iason." What ever that is. Christ they can't even get his name right." She laughed bitterly.

"So you feel betrayed that he didn't tell you before about your true heritage?"

"Not just that, Arianna. It has to do with my childhood. He knew that I was different. He could have sent me back here but instead he chose to have me imprisoned because I remained on Earth. I was locked up like an animal and treated even worse. And with a simple call, he could have sent me back here. I don't know if I can forgive him for that."

"Maybe he has his reasons, Kat. Tell me honestly, do you think you would be a better person if you had come back here as a child? Or did your experiences on Earth shape you into a stronger person?"

"I don't know. Maybe not? I don't know if I'm strong enough for this?"

"Think about it before you judge your grandfather. As far as my son is concerned...well, I need to tell you a little story. Come, let's rest here before we continue on to the clinic." Arianna said as she motioned to a small bench set off the path. After they settled down onto the bench, Arianna started.

"This happened when I was but a young girl. Your great-grandmother Amaterasu was still alive. She came before the council with a prophesy. It involved one of her descendants. She foretold of a young girl. A healer, who would take after her and who would one day wed a warrior king. The council just laughed at her. In our culture, the Vindexicis warriors were protectors of the king and other royalty. They had never held the throne. And with the monarchy as it was, they assumed that a warrior would never rise to the position of King."

"And then came Charlie." Kat whispered.

"Yes. Many years passed and Amaterasu passed on. I grew up and married my husband. We had Charles. He showed a great deal of power even as a toddler."

"Wait, I thought that Vindexicis warriors had to go through a ceremony to..." 

"When a child exhibits the traits of the warrior - a Master is called to place bindings on their power - until they complete their training. Then during the ritual ceremony - the Master removes their bindings and their power is freed."

"No wonder Charlie said he wouldn't be performing the ritual. He needed his Master there to release his bindings."

"Yes. As Charlie grew, he trained with Maser Iason. At that time I was training his daughter, Elenora. She was a talented healer. The only problems I had was that she was both headstrong and very promiscuous. For a healer to learn the healing arts, she needs to be pure and patient. Sadly Elenora was lacking in these qualities. The more I tried to rein her in, the wilder she became. Eventually she was banished. But not before she became pregnant. She claimed that it was the King of Sandova's child. But no one was certain. She was banished from Areseric and Venus. She was sent to Earth to live for the rest of her life. Your grandfather chose to go with her. You were born on Earth but you are Venusian."

"So that is why Grandpa has stayed on Earth."

"I imagine so, Kat. If she was as headstrong there as she was here, he couldn't leave her there unattended. When he left Venus, Charlie still had not completed his training. He was a fierce and protective warrior. He made up for what he lacked in power with his sheer physical prowess. Then Deanna got a hold of him. Even as a toddler she could wrap him around her little finger. I thought my heart would break when he came and told me that they were going to bond."

"Why?"

"In the prophesy, Amaterasu told of the pain that the warrior king would go through before he found his true mate. It spoke of his binding himself to a lesser witch that would make him wary. And that after she was gone, his true mate would come from far away. She would be a great healer. She would be a true descendant of Amaterasu and more than his equal to the warrior king's power. She would seduce him into forgetting his pain. She would tempt him to love once again. And from that great love would come a great healing warrior."

"A healing warrior. Isn't that an oxymoron?"

"In a way. The great healing warrior will be one that places healing above warring. This warrior will fight to protect the right to heal and be able to heal." 

"Okay. So you are saying that Charlie is the warrior king?"

"I believe so."

"Then that makes me....the great healer? You've got to be kidding me. It has to be someone else."

"No, she isn't, Kitty-kat. My grandmother told me that my granddaughter would be the one." Jason said from behind her.

Kat stiffened in pain. She loved her grandfather but she was SO angry with him. "Kitty-kat please..." Jason whispered as she stood and started to walk away from him. She walked away and never looked back.

"Let her go, Jason." Arianna advised.

"I've hurt her." Jason groaned as he sat down next to Arianna.

"She'll come around." She assured him. * * * *

Kat slid into Charlie's solar through the window. She smirked as she realized that she had never once entered it through the door. She had left through the door once but never entered it. 

She walked over to where Charlie was dozing stretched out next to the fire. She knelt down next to him and watched his relaxed features. Even in sleep he was an imposing man. She longed to touch him; but was afraid that if she did, he would withdraw from her once again. Her talk with Arianna had explained a few things; but it had not answered her questions about why he was keeping himself distant. 

The dreams that she was having nightly were not easing and she longed for his arms to be wrapped around her. She felt as if she had come into heat and there was no relief in sight. What was she going to do? 

Seduce him. Remember the prophesy!  

Did she dare? She stared at him hungrily; and then she nodded. Lifting her hands, she gently placed them on his and drew his arms above his head. When he mumbled in his sleep, she held her breath. When his breath deepened again, she took one of the ties off her apprentice robe. She gently wrapped it around his wrists before attaching the other end to the leg of the chaise lounge that was above his head. She then swung her leg over his hips and settled on his waist. She waited but not for long.

When he awoke and tried to buck her off him, she was glad that she had tied his arms.

"Relax, Charlie," she whispered in his ear.

"Let me go!" he growled as he bucked one more time.

"No. You'll just drop to your knees and won't touch me." She said as they locked eyes for the first time since that fateful morning when her grandfather had shown up at the meeting.

"Mistress Katrina, please don't do this." Charlie pleaded. She slowly shook her head.

"I'm Kitty-kat to you Charlie -- NOT Mistress Katrina!"

* * * *

Charles cringed as he heard the need in his voice. It was probably a good thing that she had tied him, he thought. Because sure as Hell was hot, he would have his hands all over her lush curves if they had been free. 

He groaned when she leaned down and fastened her mouth to his. He tried desperately not to respond to her darting tongue. He should be shot, he thought as he fought his body's natural response to his chosen. 

"Why are you resisting?" Kat whispered against his lips. "Doesn't this feel good?" 

"Mistress Katr..." he groaned. She took advantage of his lapse and slid her tongue in to tangle with his. When she finally lifted her head, they were both panting. 

"Much better." she told him as she continued to sit on top of him.

"Please Mistress..." He pleaded again.

"Relax, Charlie, we're not going anywhere until we get one thing straight."

"And what's that?" He growled as he tried to buck her off again.

"That I am your chosen and expect to be treated as such. This distance thing that you are trying to pull is driving me crazy. And it's going to stop." 

"Really? What are you planning on doing, Mistress Katrina?" He taunted.

"Seducing you." She told him happily as she leaned down and captured his shocked and open mouth.



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Charlie locked gazes with Kat.   He relaxed against his bonds.  He had wondered when his Hell-kat would finally get sick of his stalling and take action.   He hadn't been able to find the words to ask her flat out if she knew what she was giving up by bonding with him.  So he had kept his silence and continued to treat her as a healer only.  It hadn't taken long before his hot-blooded chosen had nailed him to the wall (or rather the floor!) about it.  

"Do you think that is going to work?" he taunted. 

Her eyes flared as she leaned down until their faces were separated by mere inches.

"Don't tempt me, Charlie.  I know I have to wait until we are wed before consummating our union but that won't stop me from teasing the hell out of you until then.  I can make your life unbearable until we wed."  

"Just remember, Kitty-kat, whatever you do to me will have the same effect on you.  Are you willing to torment both of us?"  He whispered before lifting his head to press his lips to hers.   

She jerked back and smiled at him wickedly.

"It's not going to be that easy, Charlie.  You have some explaining to do."  

"About?" 

"Don't act stupid.  Why the hell have you been treating me like I'm anything but your chosen?"

"You are a healer of my sect, Katrina.   I am only treating you as I am expected to."

"What!  That's a line of bull.  Only you are dropping to your knees each time you see me."

"You have to understand.   The Vindexicis class has it's own set of rules.  We are few in numbers.   There are no other warriors in my household.  Hence the reason why I am the only one paying you the respect your station deserves."


"And what about my grandfather?  Isn't he also a Vindexicis warrior?"

"Yes.  But his rank is equal to yours.   He is a master warrior.  Equal to a Healer in rank, but I am ranked beneath you."

Kat started to laugh.

"I don't mean this particular moment, Hell-kat."

"Charlie, you are the King of Areseric.  How the hell can you be beneath me.  If anything I am beneath you."

"I'd love to have you beneath me, Kitty-kat.  But that's not to be.  You will embrace your healing arts, as you should, and I'll continue to rule this country."

"And you're telling me we can't do it together as chosen?"  When he nodded, she scowled down at him.

"And the prophesy that I was told about?"  He paled.

"I..."

"You don't have an explanation for that do you, Charlie?"  she paused for a moment. "You've been running since your first wife was killed.  When are you going to stop running?"

"What exactly are you accusing me of, Katrina?"

"You are scared…Of what?  That I will betray you, or that'll I might actually stay and love you?"

"I'm a warrior..."

"And they don't get scared.   That's bullshit.   Underneath every warrior is a man or woman, who does get scared but acts anyway.   I think you are just hiding behind that and we're not moving until we get to the bottom of this.   I don't care if we have to stay here all day, Charlie."

"You’re that determined - are you?" he growled.

"So what's it gonna be, Charlie?   Do we lie here all day or do we talk and settle this for once and all?  It's your choice."  She told him as she rubbed her hand over his silk shirt.

"What if I decide neither, Hell-kat. Last time I checked I was bigger than you." he growled as he tugged at the tie that was holding him bound.

"And the last time I checked you were the one that was tied up with a willing woman on top of you." she sassed.

"Well, see about that."  He said as he jerked hard on the bindings.   If he was expecting for them to come free - he was in for a huge surprise.   He scowled as the binding on his wrists tightened.

Kat watched him with amusement.   

"What's so funny?" he growled as he jerked on his bindings once more.

"You can pull all you want, Charlie.   That knot will not come undone unless I cut it.  It's a constrictor knot."

"And where the hell did you learn it!"

"At ITS.  It was one of the headmistress's favorites.   I know from experience how hard it is to escape.   So why don't we do this the easy way, Charlie.   All I want is to talk to you.   We are supposed to be married in less than three days."

"No." 

"No, we won't talk.  Okay!" she replied as she leaned away from him with a wicked smile on her face.

"What are you doing!" he groaned loudly when she grabbed the edges of his shirt and yanked, popping several buttons off in the process.  She paused for a moment before sliding down his legs to rest between them.   He stared up at the ceiling as he felt her loosening his pants.   He inhaled sharply when she nibbled on his stomach as she worked the zipper down over his swollen cock.    She murmured her approval as his large cock sprang upward and slapped against her bare breasts.   

"Have you ever “titty-fucked” a woman before, Charlie?" She whispered as she slowly rubbed his shaft between her breasts.  

"Dear God, Kitty-kat," he moaned as she squeezed her breasts together effectively                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        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Healer's Touch Ch. 18



"Is that a yes or a no?"  She asked as she rubbed her breasts over him.  She smiled as he thrust helplessly against her, and then watched as he moved in and out of her cleavage.  She listened to his ragged breathing and couldn't help but be thrilled that she had such an effect on this man - HER man.   

"Please!" he pleaded, lifting head off the pillow to watch her.  

"Yes or no, has a woman ever wrapped her tits around your aching cock, Charlie?" She taunted before lowering her head and tonguing the head of his cock each time it appeared.

"Yeah, but it's never felt like this," he moaned as he arched up off the pillow, trying to bury his cock in her mouth.

"Why?" she asked as she continued to rub her breasts on his hard cock.

* * * * *

Charlie tried to make sense of her question.  Every thought he had was focused on the feel of her soft breasts against him…and the hot wetness of her inquisitive tongue.   He pulled hard on his hands, grimacing at the pain in his wrists.

"Let me go, Hell-kat!"  


"No."   He sucked in a sharp breath when she released him from her breasts to take him deep in her mouth.  

"Shit...Kat, please..." 

"Hmmm..." she rumbled against his sensitive flesh.   He tensed as she ran her tongue over the crest of his cock before running down the underside of it.   If she kept this up he was going to fill her mouth full of his cum.   When she slid down to nuzzle him, he yanked hard on his wrists.   

"You're gonna make me come," he panted as he fought his body’s urges.

"No, I'm not.   Until I get some answers, I am just going to keep you on the edge. Right on the edge!"   She warned, blowing softly on his wet flesh.

"Fuck!"  

* * * * *

Jonathan guided his wife through the gates of the palace.   He softly rubbed his wife's back.  She smiled up at him as they were led through a series of halls before arriving in the main hall of the palace.   

"I see that you made it here safe and sound.  Did you get vaccinated?"  King Mica asked as he walked up to them.   

"Yes.  How serious is this outbreak?"  Jonathan asked.
"Very.  It seems to be contained to this immediate area but we aren't taking any chances.  In fact Arianna and Stephan just left to meet Rand and Gracie.   They are camped about two hours out.  Arianna is going to make sure that Gracie is fine and vaccinate Rand and babies."

"Gracie had the three babies! In the desert?" Pati asked in a shocked voice.

"Yes.   From accounts she delivered them fine.  There was another man with them.  From what I understand, he has healing abilities and he assisted in the birth."  Mica explained.  He guided them over to the table.  After sending one of the serving boys for refreshments, all three of them settled down around the table.

"So Gracie and Rand are all right, But what is happening with Charles and Kat -- is she still chasing him all over the place?" Pati asked.

"No, I do believe she has finally caught him."  Mica said with a chuckle. "They are supposed to marry at the Renewal Festival."

"WHAT!" 

"I know, it was also quite the shock to me.  It seems there was a small incident with Kat and Charlie on their journey here.   Rand thought it best to have Charlie protect her.   He acknowledged them as chosen."  Mica replied.

"So they have to marry."  Jonathan replied.

"They would have ended up married even without Rand's interference." Jason said as he walked up to the group and joined them at the table.

"Master Iason, you've returned!"  Jonathan quickly stood and then dropped to his knees.  Pati stared in disbelief at her husband. 

"Get up, Jonathan.   There's no need to stand on formality."  Jason urged.  Jonathan sat back down and continued to stare at Jason.   "Do I have something on my face?" 

"No.  I just..."

"I understand.  It was quite the surprise for Charles too.   I was not expecting to ever return to Venus.  But it's nice to be home.



Healer's Touch Ch. 19



This chapter pulls together several threads, but the main break through is with Charlie and Kat. I hope everyone is enjoying the story and all feedback is welcome.

Arianna rode comfortably on her zephti. She knew that Stephan was just biding his time before he tried to "convince" her of their bonding. Now that they were alone, she knew that he would use the opportunity to his advantage. 

"Such heavy thoughts, Ari." Stephan teased. "One would think you are waiting for me to do something. Is that so?

"Dean, I wouldn't wait on you for anything." she retorted as she urged her mount into a faster gait. 

"Oh, what's wrong, Ari. Did you miss me last night." He taunted.

"As much as a headache." she said over her shoulder, irritated that he was easily keeping pace with her. 

"Oh, you wound me, love." He said with a mock pout and his hands clasped over his heart.

"You are such a fool." She laughed.

"Over you." he agreed as he reached over and yanked her off her zephti. 

"Dean!" she shrieked before finding herself plastered against him, her robes tangled around their legs and his mouth swallowing whatever protest she had been about to make.

Arianna wrapped her arms around him - as he deepened the kiss while he reached inside her robes to cup her breast. She moaned softly as he teased the tip of it with his thumb. She ripped her mouth away from him, when he started yanking on her robes up past her thighs. 

"What are you doing?" she gasped as she fought for breath. 

"Isn't it obvious?" he whispered into her ear as he accomplished pulling her robes up. He shifted and lifted her to straddle him, before wrapping her long legs around his trim waist. 

"We are not making love when we are on top of a zephti." 

"Wanna bet?" he growled as he cupped her ass and pulled her against him. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her through the soft material of his pants and her underwear. 

"We can't." she moaned as he nipped her ear. Then he whispered a soft spell in her ear. She arched in his embrace as she felt her vibrator fill her snug folds. "You bastard." she moaned as it flared to life.

"Now is that anyway to talk to your chosen." He scolded as he leaned her back to watch the vibrator pleasure her. The spell that had brought her vibrator from her bedside table had also made her panties mysteriously disappear. He could see the end of it resting at the edge of her labial opening. He smiled as her thighs started to tremble. "Damn, I wish I could reach down there with my tongue, Ari. I know how sweet you taste...but since it's not physically possible, I'll have to give you the next best thing." 

Ari cried out as his power caressed her clitoris. Inside her the vibrator picked up speed. She was going to make him pay, she vowed as her orgasm crept closer. There was no way she was going to let him make her come while they were astride a zephti. 

"You're not riding the zephti, Ari. You are riding me. And if we were already bonded I would have my cock buried deep inside of you, fucking your tight pussy." he growled before yanking her back up to capture her nipple in his mouth. 

"DEAN!" she screamed as she flew over the edge and climaxed helplessly in his arms. 

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"Oh, God, let me come, Hell-kat!" Charlie pleaded as he struggled against his bonds.

Kat smiled as she climbed back up his body.

"Are you going to talk?" she asked as she leaned over him, her breasts dangling inches from his open mouth. "Talk? I don't wanna talk...I want to mate! Damn you!" he growled angrily as he leaned up and tugged one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Such a big bad man, begging for release. All I wanted was to talk." she gasped before leaning closer to feed more of her breast into his mouth. Charlie growled around her flesh as he tongued the end of her nipple. 

You started this little war, Kat. And I intend to finish his voice whispered through her head.

Finally. she responded, euphoria sliding through her. It was the first time he had used their special mental path since he had found out that she was a Vindexcis  healer . It was a relief to feel his presence again. 

Charlie stilled under her. He released her breast with an audible pop!

"All this was to get me to talk to you?" he growled, anger flashing in his silver eyes.

Kat drew a deep breath before sitting back up.

"You don't understand how lonely I've been, Charlie. You are a part of me now...even if we don't marry or formally bond. You are there. I can feel you. And it hurts when you stay silent. Even when I hadn't met you, you were always there. I wasn't kidding when I told you that you were the one reason I made it through school." Kat crawled off of him and stood. She pulled the edges of her robe together. 

"How the hell can you say that you used me, a man that you had never met, as your reason for being?" 

"I don't know, Charlie, I just know that I drew strength from you when I was locked up being punished for not doing what the headmistress told me to do. When she gave me to the guards to rape, it was your eyes I saw, your hands I felt. And now that I that I've met you, it's grown stronger." 

He stared at her shocked.

"So now you know, Charlie. I can no sooner let you go than I could quit breathing. For Christ's sakes, I traveled to another planet to find you." She turned and went to his desk. Pulling open the drawers, she found his letter opener. She tested its' edge. She walked back towards him. She knelt down beside him. As she leaned towards him, her robe parted. He was given a clear view of her naked body. 

"So this is it? You're going to run away? Isn't that what you accused me of doing, Katrina?" he asked as she reached up with the letter opener. 

She paused with the letter opener poised to sever the ties. 

"I got what I wanted. The rest of it will take care of itself. I wanted to remind you of our very strong bond. The bond that won't go away, no matter how much you deny it."

"I can't believe that you tied me up and tormented my body to..." he shook his head in amazement.

"Don't underestimate me, Charlie. Just because I'm smaller than you, doesn't mean that I can't hold my own against you." She slid the letter opener under the tie wrapped around the leg of the table. With a quick upward jerk, she severed the tie. 

* * * * * Charlie narrowed his eyes as she leaned over him and severed the tie that was holding him to the table. Before she could draw back, he jerked his arms down and over her head, effectively trapping her against his chest. Rolling with her, he placed her under him. 

"Charlie!" she gasped as his weight settled over her soft body. 

"Not so cocky now are we?" he growled against her neck. He settled deep in the vee of her legs. They both groaned as he flexed against her. 

"I..." she started to protest. It was lost in his kiss. As their tongues tangled, Kat wrapped her legs around his waist. He growled as he broke their kiss. 

"Do you realize how close I am to saying fuck it?" he said leaning his forehead against hers. 

She shook her head. 

"Damn it, Kitty Kat, I am trying to do what is right here. And you aren't make this any easier."

"And what's the right thing?" she taunted as she rubbed her hips against his stomach.

"You are a healer, Kat. As a Vindexcis warrior, I was taught that our healers are sacred. They're so sacred that they are to be revered and placed upon a pedestal. They are above a warrior's reach." He looked deep into her eyes. 

"Like hell. The first time you try to put me on pedestal, Charlie, I will use it to box your ears. I may have healing abilities but I am not going to walk away from you because of them." She noticed that he once again had control of his desire. His eyes were green once more. 

"I..." 

"Listen to me you stubborn man, I love you. I am not going to walk away from you. EVER! Just trust me." she vowed as she watched his green eyes turn to silver again.

"I'm not going to win am I?" he asked.

"No. I won't ever give up on you, Charlie. Even when you try to drive me away; we will find a way." 

"You win." Charlie said after a moment. "But there is no place you can hide if you change your mind, Katrina."

"I won't change my mind." she vowed.

* * * * *

Jonathan entered the study to find Master Jason and Charlie discussing the issue of Charlie's powers. 

"I understand your concern, Master Iason, but I don't want my powers. I am content with the way things are." Charlie explained. He was one more dressed and looking every inch the king.

"Really. And what of Kat? Does she realize that you are not going to bond with her magically." Jason asked.

"We have an agreement." Charlie said not meeting Jason's eye.

Jason studied him for a moment. Then he shook his head. 

"Heaven help you, Charles." 

"Why?" Charles asked finally looking at him.

"Because I won't when Kat finds out that you are holding back."

"She has nothing to say about this. This is something that doesn't involve her." 

"Really? And when the bonding ceremony pulls on your powers, how are you going to explain to Kat that all the pain you are in could have been avoided if you had simply performed the ritual?" 

"What are you talking about?" Charles growled.

"This isn't going to be anything like the last time you bonded, Charles. This time you are a grown warrior. Regardless of whether or not I have released the binds that are on your power, they are going to demand to bond with Kat's. It will be severely painful for you if we don't remove the bindings."

"Fuck!" Charles growled before storming out of the room. Jason turned towards Jonathan. 

"Are you sure you want to take part in this ritual?" l "Oh course, Master Iason. It would be an honor, even if he's being a hard-headed fool."

"Then prepare yourself. We will have to perform the ritual tomorrow before the Renewal Festival activities are scheduled to begin. He's going to need at least a day to recover from the ritual."



Healer's Touch Ch. 20



Gracie watched as the two figures on the approaching zepthi grew closer. Wonderful, she thought, all they needed was another pair of zephti to add to their growing collection. When the couple grew closer, Rand came to stand behind her. He laid a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Relax, sweetheart. It's just Arianna and Stephan. They are here to deliver the vaccine for the babies and me." He whispered in her ear; when she shivered in response, he smiled. Even though she was still recovering from having their children, she still found her husband desirable. Would the deep desires ever dim, she wondered.

"Not if I can help it." he growled before stepping around her to greet the couple. 

"Good afternoon, Prince Rand. I see you are well. Your father sends his regards and told me to tell you to hurry your "ass" back to the palace. It seems you have to be present for the joining of Kat and Charlie." Stephan said with a chuckle as he slid off his zephti. Turning, he helped Arianna off of hers. As she slipped down his body, he softly growled in approval.

"Knock it off, Dean." she scolded before turning to greet Gracie. "Princess Gracie. How are you feeling? And where are those babies?" 

Gracie laughed at Arianna's eagerness.

"I'm fine, Healer Arianna. And the babies are over in the lean-to. All three are asleep for the moment." 

"May I peek in on them?" Arianna asked as she and Gracie walked towards the lean-to.

"Of course. I would like to have you look them over anyway. Philip did a fine job delivering them, but I would like to have a trained healer's opinion." Gracie explained as she ducked into the lean-to. Arianna followed her in.

****

Rand winced as Dean stepped back and broke the needle tip off the syringe and placed it into the sharps container. He kept pressure on his upper arm as Dean continued to clean up.

"Damn, that stung." 

"I know. I had my shot already. It burns like a bitch." Dean agreed as he put away the kit. On the other side of the fire, Philip, too, was rubbing his arm. 

"Do you have any idea how much vaccine to give to the babies?" Philip asked.

"Kat called the Center for Disease Control on Earth and they gave us a suggested amount. With Rand and Gracie's permission, we'll give them their shots in the morning before we head back to Kartic." Stephan explained.

"Speaking of Kartic, tell me how are Charles and Katrina doing? When I spoke to him on the link-phone yesterday, he seemed really upset." 

"Can you blame him, Prince Rand? He had never planned on marrying again, let alone bonding with a Vindexicis healer." Stephan told him as he finished putting away his supplies and sat down next to the warm fire.

"What  Vindexicis  healer! He can't have cast Kat aside?" 

Stephan laughed when he saw the look of utter disbelief on Rand's face.

"No. You didn't realize that Kat - the healer you brought back from Earth - actually is Master Iason's granddaughter? In fact he has returned to Venus for the ceremony." 

"Master Iason has returned?" Rand seemed more dazed than surprised. 

"I know it was quite a shock for Charlie and Kat too. I always figured that he would return one day. I just never dreamed it would be to watch his granddaughter be crowned as the Queen of Arseric or to watch her bond with and marry Charles."

****

Elena watched as her husband stormed around their hotel room. He was so angry. His contact had stood him up. The wizard that had done so must have a death wish, she thought. She remembered back at the beginning of their relationship; she had been upset with him for flirting with another girl so she had stood him up for a date. She still winced as she recalled the ass spanking that she had earned for her petty act of defiance. What would her hot tempered husband do to the wizard that defied him and screwed up his plan for revenge? 

"Damnit!" he hissed as he threw the lamp across the room. Elena shrank back. In this mood, she dare not approach him. The last time that she had gotten within his reach when he was in this foul a mood, she had been bruised and sore for weeks. He had exorcised his anger and lust on her soft body. Even now - her pussy clenched at the remembered pain and pleasure. 

Aric paused as if he could sense her desire. 

"Strip!" he ordered harshly as he yanked his shirt over his head.

"Please, Aric," she whimpered. 

"Don't make me ask again, wife! You wanted to be my wife. It's a wife's duty to obey her husband. And I am your husband. We are on Venus and here - wives obey their husbands. We are no longer on your planet. I could beat you and there is nothing that you could do about it." He snarled as he grabbed her by her arm and jerked her towards the bed. 

She shrieked as she bounced hard on the bed. She quickly rolled over, attempting to escape him. Would it go easier on her if she let him have her without angering him; or should she set him straight on her orgins. Venus had NO such laws and she knew it. 

While she weighed the pros and cons of her decision, Aric removed her choice by using his magic to strip her. She gasped as she felt his calloused hand slap her left butt cheek and leave a stinging red imprint. Then he flipped her over onto his lap.

"Aric, stop!" she cried as he smacked the other cheek. He paused for a moment as if was thinking about it before he smiled wickedly, and began to rain open-handed slaps against her butt. The noise echoed through the room. 

"I don't think so, wife. You deserve this." he said as he continued to swat at her red bottom. She moaned as the fire in her ass caused her pussy to moisten even more. Humilation flared high within her. What was wrong with her? Why did she get so wet for him, no matter what horrible things he did to her body?

"No more," she gasped as she skated closer to the edge. He hadn't even entered her yet and she was on the verge of climaxing!

She stiffened as he forced two of his fingers inside her pussy. Shoving them as deep as he could, a smile crossed his devilishly handsome face. 

"What a little slut you are, Wife. Already wet. I bet if I smacked this little pussy you would come." He no-so-lightly slapped the inside of her thigh, hard enough to leave a red imprint on her pale skin. Elena moaned softly as she leaned back towards him. She wanted to come. 

"Aricccccc!" she pleaded. He brought his hand back and paused for a moment, making her wonder if he was going to actually going to folllow through with his threat. Just when she thought that he was just going to tease her, his hand smacked her bare pussy with enough force to send her over the edge.

"Oh my God!" she screamed loudly as he yanked his fingers out of her clenching sheath and then carelessly slammed them into her tight ass. Using her own juices, he lubricated her ass, preparing her to take him. As she came down from her climax, he pulled her up onto her knees and postioned his large cock against her rosey wet asshole.

"Aric," she panted as she braced herself on her arms. He grabbed her hips for leverage. She screamed again with pain as he yanked her back against him - drilling his cock into her ass. Reaching around with one hand, he savagely pinched and tweaked her clit. He smiled evilly as she screamed shrilly and collapsed as she came again.

As they lay there - there were thunderous bangs on the hotel room door, and very loud voices demanding entrance immediately.

****

Jason watched his granddaughter walk through the gardens. She was a beloved sight to his old eyes. How many times had he longed to see her in the traditional robes of her gift. He knew that she was a powerful healer if not yet an experienced one. He knew that Healer Arianna would soon change that. She had tried so hard with his daughter. But that pitiful situation wasn't Arianna's fault. His daughter had always been a willful child; he acknowledged that her mother and he had spoiled her terribly. She had been born late in their marriage and cherished deeply - perhaps too deeply in hindsight. 

He wondered looking back if all the time he had devoted to molding young warriors could have been better spent on his daughter. Katrina reminded him a great deal of his daughter. Even though she only vaguely resembled her mother, her color had come from her father. He wondered briefly if he should contact him. And then a fact he had not considered was brought to mind. Even though her father had played no active role in her upbringing, the man still deserved to know that his daughter was soon to marry the King of Areseric. He would have to be there and play a definite role in the ceremony. 

He walked over to the communications console and pressed a series of buttons on the unit. He continued to watch Kat as he waited for the party to pick up on the other end. She leaned over and gently plucked a flower off the bush closest to her. Pressing it against her nose, she inhaled deeply. It was obvious that she was enjoying the scent of a simple flower. If he had a quarter for every time he saw that particular gentle gesture, he knew that he would indeed be a very rich man.

"Hello?" a tinny voice filled the study. 

"Yes. I need to talk to King Agni." 

"I'm sorry but the man which you wish to speak to is no longer king." The woman's voice turned curt - even frosty.

"What do you mean he is no longer king?" Jason asked in disbelief. 

"He was stripped of his throne almost ten years ago."

"What happened?" he asked as his mind whirled.

"He was found with the body of a dead girl. It was obvious that he had used her vilely. He was tried in front of the council and was stripped of his land and power. He and his sons were exiled and have not set one foot in Sandova. Now I really must go. Goodbye." She hung up abruptly and the dial tone filled the room. Now what the hell was he supposed to do? How did he go about finding a stripped and exiled King?

****

Kat plucked another blossom and held it to her nose. The delicate smell of vanilla and something foreign teased her. She had never seen this flower before; not even in the extensive gardens at Trila. She would have to ask Charlie about it. Maybe he knew of it. She tucked it behind her ear before heading into the palace where she barely noticed the stares of the servants. She had long become accustomed to people staring at her since she had arrived on Venus; it seemed as if she was an oddity even here. 

She walked slowly down the hall towards Charlie's solar. She glanced down at her healer's robes and then at the open window at the end of the hall. Did she really feel like traipsing around on the window ledges today? Not particularly. Maybe if she knocked on his door he would simply let her in. She approached his door and sighed. As she raised her hand to knock, the door flew open - Charlie stared at her in surprise before smiling in welcome. 

"Kitty-kat! I was just coming to find you." His deep voice flowed over her senses like warm honey. She shivered in response. These days it didn't take much to stimulate her. He seemed to have an over-powering effect on her.

"Ut-oh. What I do this time?" she asked as he drew her into his solar and closed the door. 

"We need to have a discussion of what is going to occur during our bonding ceramony. I don't want you unprepared or taken off guard. The ceremony itself can be rather intense." He guided her over to the plush pillows where he gracefully flopped down on one before tugging on her hand and pulling her onto his lap. He gently removed her slippers and stockings and gathered her into his arms. 

Kat sighed as she relaxed in his embrace. Even though the desire to make love was riding her hard, she still could savor the closeness of being held. She was made of much sterner stuff than a normal female - wasn't she? Surely she could control her desires until their wedding day. 

"Have you heard anything about our customs, Kitty-kat?"

"Not much. I know that being chosens precludes any chance of being separated from each other. Rand was a mess while he was on Earth until I offered my power as a conduit to contact Gracie."

"You did what?" Charlie scolded and stared down at her.

"What? Was I not supposed to help a friend?" she asked.

"No. It's just a shock is all. I never would have guessed that you could use your healing ability that way.

"She has more than healing abilities Charles. She also has a deep core of magic that she inherited from her father. The ability to heal came from her mother and is paltry in comparission to her father's gift. The question is, will your power be enough to equal it? To meet and bind to hers?" Jason asked as he materialized next to them. It was a trick that only Master Warriors had perfected. 

Kat inwardly groaned as Charlie stiffened under her. With those awe-ful words, she knew that her chances at happiness with him had gone from slim to none. She was not a complete idiot. She had recognized the magic that was part of her strong backbone. She would never have survived at ITS without it. But after his experiences with Deanna, she had known that she would never be able to let that part of her power free. She had planned on burying it deep - deep enough that he wouldn't have ever discovered that she possessed magic power that might be stronger than his own.

"Charlie, I..." she started.

"Did you know?"

"Yes- of course. But I never planned on using it..." she quickly explained, trying to convince him.

"Get up, Katrina." he said flatly.

****

Charlie tried to control his anger. He was mad enough to strike out at both of them. But he knew that doing so would be nothing but sheer stupidity. He knew that he was no match for Master Iason, and he hoped he would never stoop as low to strike any woman, especially his Kat. He gritted his teeth. He had to quit thinking of her as 'his' he realized. He could never - would never - claim her now. 

"Katrina, get off me, right now. Before I do something I might regret." he growled between clenched teeth. It was all he could do to restrain himself from dumping her on the floor. Even though they would never bond, she still deserved the protection of her status. He had vowed to never cause harm to any healer. Even if she WAS a coniving little liar, he fumed.

"Charlie, please." she whispered as she felt her eyes begin to burn. Heaven knew she loved him and only hell knew what she was going to go through if he set her aside and denied their love.

He growled again as he lifted her up and sat her down on the pillow next to him before he aburptly stood. He took one hard angry look at her before turning to Jason. 

"It's off, Master Iason. I mean no offense but there isn't any way that I will ever marry your granddaughter now. My sincerest apologies." He turned and walked towards his desk. He opened the bottom drawer and pulled out two small cloth bags. He hefted both as if he were testing their weight before he walked over to Jason. He stopped in front of him. He held out the two cloth bags. Jason stared at him.

"Think hard before you act, Charles. King or not, you don't want to do this." Jason warned before Charlie placed both pouches in his hands.

"One for the insult to your family and the other to protect her." he said roughly without looking even once at Kat. **** Kat stared at Charlie as he placed the pouches in her grandfather's hands. Her blood ran cold when she heard his words and then she turned to flame. She jumped up and strode angrily towards her grandfather.

"Give me those." she said hoarsely. 

"Kat..." he begged as he saw the fire flame higher inside her eyes. 

"Give them to me." she softly - but with utter sincerity - repeated. He relucantly handed them to her. She hefted them in one hand by the purse strings. 

Charlie watched her with misgivings in his green eyes.

"Nervous?" she taunted. 

"No. I am angry!", he clipped out as he moved around the desk. 

Kat spoke to Jason without looking at him "Leave us." 

"But-" he protested.

"Go. I'll be fine Gramps. If that bitch at ITS couldn't break me, what makes you think any pompous, pretentious ass on Venus is going to?" 

"Are you...?"

"Go." she repeated. When she heard the door open and then shut, she walked up to the desk that Charlie was sitting behind. "Mighty slick of you, Charlie. Break the engagement off and make sure you pay the little tart so she won't raise a fuss. Protection my ass!" She tore open one of the bags. Reaching inside - she pulled out a handful of the plated coins they used as currency on Venus. She held up one for him to see. 

"Refresh my memory ... just how much is this worth?"

"About twenty of your American dollars." he growled. 

"Ah, so a couple of these would cover the blow job I gave you? I wonder how many of these would cover us actually fucking?" she asked sarcasticly. "How many would cover the endless meetings that I attended with you?"

"Stop it, Katrina!" he shouted as he surged to his feet. She looked at him blankly until he sat back down, clutching the pen he was holding.

"Stop what? You are the one that tried to pay me off like a commmon hooker. And heaven forbid I overcharge you. I am nothing if not efficient, Charlie. Comes with the territory of being an accountant." She reached over and grabbed a sheet of paper from the desk's supply. She arched an eyebrow at him as she leaned over and took the pen from him. She quickly scribbled some figures down on the single sheet. 

When she finally looked back up at him, there were tears of anger in her brown eyes. She placed the paper and pen in front of him; then leaned over and softly covered his mouth with hers. She kissed him deeply even as he made no response.

****

Charlie stiffened as her mouth covered his. How was he suppose to resist? As quickly as she had covered his mouth, she released it and strode from the room, leaving him sitting at his desk in stunned silence. He gripped the arms on his chair and closed his eyes. He didn't want to look down on his desk at the paper she had placed in front of him. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach that he wasn't going to like what was on it. 

Minutes crawled by before he realized that he had to know what she had written. Finally he opened his eyes and looked down. She had placed the two pouches on top of the paper. He grimaced and shoved them off the paper. He slowly picked it up and as he read, his fingers clenched the edges of it tightly. He started to read it.

12 meetings $240.00 Kisses $80.00 Oral Sex $100.00 Voyerism $75.00 Total $495.00

The look on your face when you read this and realize that you aren't going to get rid of your chosen...priceless. I do believe you tried to overpay me. Oh well. When you get over being mad at me...you know where to find me. YOUR Hellkat 

P.S. Better do it fast. Our wedding is in two days.

Charlie growled and stared at the huge "Void" she had written across the top of the bill. He crumped the paper up and cursed long and hard. Then he got up and strode from his solar slamming the door with a loud bang.

****

Kat walked towards the stables with a purpose. She needed to get away from her chosen. How dare he try to pay her off like a common whore! She balled her fists and tried to breathe deeply to calm herself down. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this angry. 

A few minutes later, Jason found her. 

"Are you alright, Kitty?" he asked softly.

"I wish I had a pitchfork." she muttered.

"Why?" he asked. He couldn't believe that she wanted to muck the stalls at a time like this. 

"Because I'd like to shove it up my chosen's ass." she growled meanly as she turned towards him. 

"I tried to warn him, Kitty." He said as he drew her into his arms. He pressed his cheek to the top of her head. 

"He's a typical male, Gramps. An arrogant pretentious one at that."




Healer's Touch Ch. 20



"How did you know about your power from your father?" he finally asked.

"It's always been there Gramps. But I am not stupid. I was sent to prison because I healed a girl. I sure the hell wasn't going to expose my other power. I've only once used that power, Gramps. I know it's there but it's like it's locked in a cabinet. I can't get to it without serious effort."

"I know, Kat. But this is going to cause a major problem for you." he leaned back and looked at her.

"Oh goodie. What's one more major problem, Gramps? I have a couple of others so we REALLY need to talk." she said before leading him over to the stall that the small zephti and his dam were occupying. She opened the door and entered. The zephti raced over to greet her.

"What's this?" Jason asked as the colt jumped on her in greeting. 

"I helped this little guy be born. Charlie said something about him binding with me. So I come out here at least once a day and see him. He's very friendly."

When Jason didn't reply - she looked over her shoulder at him.

"Oh, Kitty, you don't know how much you remind me of your grandmother. I sure miss her." 

"I wish I could have met her, Gramps."

"She would be so proud of you, sweetheart. Now, let's have that talk. Is your wedding still on - it is supposed to be the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes." she said with steely determination. "He's not going to get rid of me that easily."

"Do you love him, Kat?" 

"Of course. And I think he loves me. But he's stubborn. And scared. And MALE! I'd like to get ahold of his last wife. She really screwed him over. She used her power against him, Gramps and she really hurt him. How could anyone use power against someone that they love and are loved by in return?"

"I wish I knew. I hate to pry, Kitty, but have you ever heard of the mezclar," he asked softly.

"Yes. I don't know a whole lot about it, but I know that Charlie and I are in the grips of it. I feel like I am going to jump out of my skin." she admitted ruefully. 

"Yes, I can imagine. Well, it's time for a long over-due lesson on your heritage," he plopped down in the hay next to her and the small zephti. He gathered his thoughts for a few moments.

"Okay, this is the short and long of it. The royalty of Venus go through this ritual. It starts usually a few days before the full moon. It is somehow linked to the rising of the full moon. It peaks during the day of your bonding ceremony and then normally lasts for five days after that time; and it is within that bonding time that your magic will join together. It will be more powerful together than you are as individuals."

"So Charlie is going to need you to release his power before the bonding ceramony?" 

"Yes. If I don't go through the ritual with him, he will be in quite a bit of pain. His power will try to join with yours even though it is still bound." 

"Even though he deserves to be in quite a bit of pain, you must have discussed this with him?" she shuddered at the thought. 

"Yes, but he outright refused. Even if I convince him to go through with a releasing ritual, there is still going to be a BIG problem."

"What?"

"Your power, Kitty. It is also bound."

"So I'll go through the ritual with you and Charlie." she said logically,

"I wish it were that easy OR that simple. I can't release your power, your father has to do that."

"My father? He's dead!" 

"Not exactly. He's alive but I can't find him. He was the king of Sandova. But he was exhiled from his country. Banished along with your twin brothers."

"I have brothers?" she squeaked.

"Yes, a set of twin half-brothers. Your mother seduced the king and got pregnant with you Kitty, before she was exiled herself."

"So how do we go about finding him. Does he even realize that he has a daughter?" she asked.

"Yes. Every wizard that fathers children knows it. It is a magical thing. We feel when we offer our women the chance to conceive. The woman has the choice to accept it or decline it. But we always know. There are strong bonds between a father and his children."

"So why is Charlie's bond with you. He's not your son - is he?" she asked aghast.

"No, Kitty. Of course not. When a warrior begins his training, his bond with his father is replaced with a bond to his teacher. I am proud to be bonded to your chosen, Katrina. He is well loved by his people and is a fair man and a good ruler. He has grown from a gentle boy to a strong warrior."

****

Charles rode out to find his mother after overhearing Kat's and Jason's conversation. It amazed him that both of them headed for the stables when they were upset. He stood back in the shadows as Jason and Kat had spoken. He knew he was evesdropping but he was still angry about her having power. Logically he knew there was nothing that she could do about it - she was born with magic and healing Gifts. He wished that he could change his feelings about women with power; but Deanna had left her devious marks on him - right now he wasn't rational about power. 

Since he was stimied, he decided to do what he always did when he was confused. He went looking for his mother. Then he remembered that she had traveled with Stephan to the campground where Rand and Gracie were. So now he was on a zephti, heading away from his chosen in the midst of the mezclar. Every mile that he placed between them tugged on him. He knew that if he could feel their bond tugging, then Kat would too. 

A dusty two hours later he finally spotted the campsite. The fire that was blazing was a welcome sight. And his mother even more so. When he dismounted his zephti, Rand was the first one to greet him. 

"What the hell are you doing out here Charles?" Rand asked as he walked up to him.

Charlie reacted without thinking and punched Rand in the chest. Rand stumbled back under the force of the punch. 

"What the hell was that for?" Rand asked as he tried to keep out of the other man's reach.

"You did this to me, you bastard!" He raged. Rand was the reason Kat was being such a thorn in his side.

"What did I do?"

"You bonded me to that hellcat!"

"Charles! What in the name of Mica are you doing? Have you lost your ever-loving mind. You don't hit the Crown Prince!" Arianna scolded as she came forward in a flurry of healer robes.

"Mom!" he started before stopping. His shoulders slumped. "I need to talk to you."

"Come with me, Charles." she guided him away from the campfire. He briefly explained what had happened with Jason's revelations. 

"And then she kissed me and left this on my desk along with the money." he said and handed her the crumpled note. She took it and read it. Then she reached out and slapped him on the back of his head.

"Boy, I raised you better than that. You don't treat your chosen like a hooker. I know your chosen, Charles and she loves you. She has no more control about the power that she inherted from her father than you have of your power. I'm surprised she didn't kick your butt up between your shoulders."

He laughed harshly.

"I'm surprised she didn't either, Mom. I wish I could change my views on women with power but..."

"Quit acting like a child, Charlie. What Deanna did to you was terrible. But Kat isn't Deanna. She would no sooner use her power against you than she would quit breathing. She told me a story of a girl at that school she had to go to. She could have easily healed her." 

"But she didn't." Charlie said slowly. 

"That's right."

"She told you about that? I know it hurts her deeply."

"As her teacher, she thought it was only fair to tell me about the time that she refused to heal. Listen son, Deanna is your past and Kat's..."

"My future." he finished as relief flooded through his body. He had felt deeply miserable and profoundly lonely since he had pushed her away and then left Kartic so quickly.

"That's right. So I suggest you take your butt back to the palace and quickly apologize. And you had better hope and pray that she's the forgiving kind." 



Healer's Touch Ch. 21



Elena lifted her head slowly as the pounding on the door continued. She wriggled under her husband. 

"Aric, get off of me. There's someone at the door. I have to answer it or they will get the manager to open it," she urged as she continued trying to escape from his pinioning weight. 

"What?" he groused as if coming out of a trance. 

"Let me up! I have to answer that," she scolded as the communications console next the bed began to chirp noisily. "Answer the phone and I'll take care of whoever is at the door," she said calmly as he rolled off of her. She winced as a fresh spurt of pain filled her when his dick slipped out of her tired bleeding anus. She grabbed the robe at the end of the bed, shrugging into it she tied the belt, and slipped quickly over to the door. Before opening it, she glanced over her shoulder. Aric was sitting up. He reached over to the phone and was about to push the button on it. She ran her hand through her tousled hair before opening the door.

"Can I help you?" she asked the uniformed officer standing in the hall with two other guardsmen behind him.

"Is everything all right, ma'am? Your neighbors called saying that there were screams coming from your room." The man said, eyeing her robe and rumpled appearance. He leaned forward trying to see around her into the hotel room. 

"Yes, everything is fine. I got little carried away. Sorry but it just felt so good." she said impishly, trying to keep her body between him and the room. 

"Ma'am, there was a report of things breaking." The man spoke so softly that no one other than she could hear him.

"Oh, I..." she looked at him uncertainly. 

"Do you need help?" the man asked, sympathy in his eyes.

"I don't know how you could help me...he's my husband." she whispered back.

"Has he hurt you?" 

She nodded and let her robe loosen enough that he could see the bruises around her waist where Aric had held her while he had fucked her on the spacecraft. She wasn't going to let the man know that she was fair of skin and bruised easily. Let him think that she was being abused. Perhaps that would get rid of Aric temporarily. Then she could set the wheels in motion for HER own revenge without her troublesome husband always underfoot. It would be the perfect excuse.

* * * * * *

The security guard paled as he saw the vivid green, black, and blue bruises that covered her slender waist and her lower abdomen. He could also see healing bite marks on her shoulder and the swell of one of her breasts. Either this woman liked rough sex, or she had been abused within the last week. He reached out and tugged the robe closed and retied it. 

"It's all right, Mrs..." he said quietly as he pulled her out of the doorway and into the hallway while he motioned for the two men behind him to enter the room. 

It was over in a few brief but loud minutes as the two men jumped onto the bed and pinned a very startled Aric to the bed. One man whipped out handcuffs and restrained Aric's hands behind him. They also bound his feet. His furious cursing could be heard out into the hallway where the security guard and Elena stood. 

"I don't know what I am going to do," she sobbed into his chest. "Once he gets out of jail, he'll beat me so badly he will kill me for sure." 

"Shhhh, you can come home with me." He soothed.

"But I can't..."

"Just until you can find a place of your own. The first thing you should do, ma'am, is get an order of restraint against him." 

"I'll think about it," she whispered. 

A few minutes later the town enforcers showed up to retrieve a very irate Aric. Elena refused to even look at him as they carried him out of the room And then down the hallway. One of the enforcers walked over to Elena and the security guard.

"Ma'am, I'm so sorry about this. But I need to ask you a few questions." the enforcer said as he led her to a nearby empty room. Another enforcer was in Elena's and Aric's room taking photos of the broken lamp and gathering other evidence.

Elena sat down and accepted the cup of water that was offered to her. The enforcer sat down across from her. The security guard stayed with her also. 

"How long have you been married to your husband?" he asked as he drew out a handheld computer.

"We just got married. This is our honeymoon." 

"I see. Has this ever happened in the past?" he asked.

"No, he's changed since we got married. He has an...unnatural fetish."

"And what would that be, Ma'am?"

"He likes kinky sex," she said as she lowered her gaze, pretending to be deeply ashamed.

"Kinky?"

"Yes, he likes anal sex. I've never even thought of a man wanting to do that."

* * * * * * Kat stood on the balcony and watched as her chosen rode towards the stables. The fierce tugging that had accompanied his departure had eased now that he was back on the palace grounds. 

When he came out of the stables, she moved back into the shadows of the balcony. There was no way she was going to let him realize that she had been waiting on him - like a worried wife does on her late arriving husband. Until they got married, she planned on keeping her distance. She didn't trust herself not kick his ass, or worse, rape him. She waited until he entered the palace before leaving the shadowed balcony. 

She walked into her suite then hurried over to the door where she turned the lock. She didn't expect Charlie to seek her out, but she didn't want to find out that he had gotten over his anger and wanted to make up. She wasn't done being mad yet, she decided.

* * * * * *

Charlie walked briskly into the main hall. He quickly scanned the hall looking for Kat. He frowned when he saw that she missing. It was nearly time to have the evening meal. Where was she- where was His Hellkat? 

He paused next to the table. King Mica and Master Iason were already seated.

"Where is she?" he asked softly, locking eyes with his Condocefacio. 

"Who?" Jason asked as he snapped open his napkin and laid it across his lap.

"You know damn well who I am talking about, Master Iason." 

"Don't take that tone of voice with me, young man." Jason said stiffly. "As to where my granddaughter is, well, that is for you to figure out. The last time I spoke with her, she was mighty upset with you." 

"She'll get over it." Charlie said between clenched teeth. 

"And if she doesn't?" 

"That's her problem. We are chosens. We're getting married and that's the end of it." 

"Well, you better inform her off that fact. She is under the assumption that your wedding is "off". I do believe she is planning to leave." Jason said seriously.

"Like Hell!" Charlie shouted before he strode out of the room, in search of his wayward bride.

* * * * * *

King Mica turned to Jason and saw the smile that crossed the Master Warrior's face.

"Did she really tell you that she was planning on leaving?" Mica asked as he reached for his glass of wine.

"Yes. She was planning on riding out in the morning and meeting Rand and Gracie." Jason said with his tongue in cheek. 

"You are just plain evil." Mica chuckled.

"I know." Jason replied honestly - grinning from ear to ear.

* * * * * *

Kat stared at the door as someone continued to pound on it. She had a good idea of who it was, but she was damned if she was going to answer it. Let him stew for awhile -- a long while.

"Katrina Littlebird - open this damn door! You're not leaving me!" Charlie yelled through the door.

She listened for a few moments but when it grew quiet she realized that he had not gone away. She wasn't sure how he had entered her room before but she had a sneaky suspicion that he was going to use the same mode of entry this time.

When she turned around to walk towards her open window, she was just in time to see the floor length tapestry that hung on her wall move to the side. She stared in amazement as her huge chosen squeezed himself through the small opening. She stood frozen in her tracks as he straightened and headed towards her. Her every inclination told her that she should run; that the look in his eyes wasn't to be trusted, because he looked like he wanted to devour her whole -- clothes and all.

"What?" she asked defensively. She inhaled sharply when he stopped inches from her trembling body. All she could see was his wide torso. She dared not make eye contact with him. Her body was already singing to her; she knew that if she saw the desire in his eyes, she would lose what little self-control she had left.

"You've gone and done it, Hellkat."

"Done what?" she mumbled.

"You've pushed and pushed until you worked your way under my skin. You decided long ago that you wanted me -- well you succeeded - so now you are stuck with me." He said huskily before reaching under her arms and lifting her higher and higher until she was face to face with him. 

She squeaked in protest before his mouth covered hers. Kat caught her breath as desire 'flash-flooded' her system. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold on as they hungrily explored each other's mouths. She moaned as he ripped his mouth away from hers. Like a baby bird with its' mother, she tried to recapture his mouth. Her blood was pounding while she could feel the wetness inside of her seep onto her nylon panties. She had never been aroused this fast before. She had thought that her previous kisses with him had been intense but this made her insatiable.

"There will be no more talk of leaving me, Hellkat. You're mine and you are going to stay mine!" he growled before fastening his mouth on the side of her neck and sucking strongly. Kat arched in his arms as arrows of pleasure shot through her neck straight down to her yearning pussy. She was so close! How could she be this close? They hadn't even done anything yet!

"Shhh...I know, I know! From now 'til the time we bond, this is how it's going to be. Our first time will be fast and furious, baby. We won't be able to control it," He whispered against her neck.

Kat shivered as she squirmed in his arms. Her sensitive nipples were pressed hard against him.

"But once we get our first time out of the way, I plan on loving you slowly," he continued as he slowly tongued the inside of her ear. "I'll be drawing out every caress, every kiss until you are begging me to finish it. Then I might just have mercy on you. I plan on licking and nibbling on every inch of you. I plan on having you dressed in just your sexy little underwear." 

Kat moaned deeply as she crept closer to the edge. Damn, she thought. She wasn't going to come from just his voice alone! She wasn't that desperate- that weak -- or was she!

"The first time I will probably rip them off; but I have bought you extra pairs of that sexy nylon underwear. I want to kiss every inch of your pussy through them, Katrina. I've been dreaming of it since the day you threw your underwear at me. Can you feel me? Can you feel me licking your wet folds? I want to suck on your lips through the nylon. Damn how I want to do that!" he groaned.

"Charlie!" she pleaded as he cupped her ass in the palms of his hands and rocked her wet mound against his hard ridged stomach.

"And them I'm going to pull the crotch of those panties aside, Kat. Do you know what I am going to do then?" he whispered just before he slid her further down his torso, aligning their pelvises. She cried out harshly as he started to buck against her - pressing his erection against her mons. 

"Please!" she breathed as she skated on the edge of an incredible release.

"I'm going to suck on your hard little clit. Can you imagine that, Hellkat? Can you feel me sucking it into my mouth before I drill it mercilessly?" He groaned against the top of her head as they ground their bodies wildly against each other. 

Kat began to pant hoarsely as she fought for her orgasm.

"Then after you come, I'm going to lick up every drop." he muttered between clenched teeth as he felt her start to shake in his arms. 

Kat drew in a ragged breath just before she exploded! She screamed as she flew over the edge.

"Yes baby. Come for me. Cum hard!" Charlie growled as he spun around and pressed her against the wall. 

* * * * *

Charlie groaned as she arched under him. Don't ask him how - but he could feel every ripple of her orgasm rush through her. It was almost as if he was inside of her already! His chest pumped up and down raggedly. His heart pounded! He could feel the dampness soaking through her panties where she was pressed against his dryla pants. He longed to yank them out of the way and bury his aching cock inside of her. He couldn't remember the desire ever being this intense and demanding with Deanna. He felt like he was going to come out his skin if he didn't come!

But he had to control himself. It wasn't time - not yet - he thought as he tried to control the bucking of his hips against hers.

* * * * * *

Kat sighed as her orgasm faded. She could feel the hardness of the wall against her back and the warmth of Charlie against her front. She opened her eyes. She could see Charlie braced against her with his head thrown back. She could feel him fighting to control the desire that was still racing through him. Instinctively, she knew that he was skating on the ragged edge. He desperately needed release she realized; he was fighting against it but he was forgetting one factor - HER! She reached up and yanked his head down to hers. 

Charlie growled as he met her eyes. She could see the liquid silver swirling in their depths. He was right at the edge, she realized. It wouldn't take much to push him over. And regardless of whether or not she was mad at him, she couldn't leave him like this.

"Don't fight it, Charlie. Take your release," she pleaded with him.

"No, I can't. I can't risk it," he panted as he fought her and his own body's demands.

Kat frowned. She wasn't going to accept this. Surely there was a way to break through his fragile control. She was damned if she was going to be the only one to have an orgasm! Then the idea struck her, as she remembered what he had moaned the last time that he had come for her.

"Isn't this how we are going to bond, baby?" she whispered in his ear. "Isn't this how you will make me your chosen? Pressed against a wall, taking your hard thrusts until you make me come and you spill your seed deep inside me?" She softly purred at him before sucking his ear into her mouth.

"Fuck yes!" He groaned as he arched in her arms and bucked wildly against her as he flew over his edge. Kat screamed in surprise as his orgasm triggered her own climax again, and she was dragged back over the edge with him. Their love - their bond triumphed again.

* * * * * * For the next few moments, the only sound heard was their breathing filling the room. Kat sighed deeply as she slumped against the cool fabric of his shirt. She felt limp and sated for the moment but she knew from experience it wouldn't take long for her to return to the ragged edge. Her grandfather told her that she would continue to be 'on edge' until the bonding ceremony was complete. 

"Mine," Charlie growled as he ran his hands up her back. Kat slowly lifted her head and met his possessive gaze. 

"What did you say?"

"You're mine. No other male shall ever claim you, Hellkat. I'm sorry about earlier. Please remember this moment -- this day - the next time that I anger you."

"Why's that? Because you actually apologized for acting like an idiot?" She asked.

"No, because this is the day that I am putting the past where it belongs. YOU are MY future. I am letting go of what Deanna did to me. Do me a favor, Hellkat?" he whispered into her hair.

"What?"

"Replace my bad memories of magic with good ones?"

"Gladly, King Charles," she whispered against his shoulder.

"That's King Charlie to you," he scolded, the laughter evident in his voice.

* * * * * *

Jason stared out the window in frustration. He wasn't sure what to do about his granddaughter. She may have spoken to him about Charlie, but she still was being closed-mouthed about what had occurred in the council meeting the day that he arrived. He had a feeling that she still hadn't forgiven him about what had happened in ITS. Sighing, he rubbed the back of his neck. He wished that he had done things differently now. But as his adoptive countrymen said, hindsight was indeed twenty-twenty. He knew that he had mishandled the whole situation with ITS. He should have gone to the council when she had been punished for the breaking on the "No power" law.

"Such deep thoughts, my friend," King Mica commented as he joined Jason at the window.

"Yes. I am worried about her." 

"I can understand that my friend. You had a hard decision to make, Master Iason. No parent wants to see their child placed in danger or hurt. I can only imagine how it is for you, because she is your granddaughter, and the expectations that she faced from being in that position. You've known for a long time what she was going to have to go through. She did not know and so she did not feel the pressure." He placed his hand on Jason's shoulder to comfort his worried friend.

"What am I going to do, Mica, if she decides to never forgive me? I couldn't get her out of there. I had no legal authority over her. I begged her mother to send her back home. But she was so bitter about her own exile that she didn't want her own daughter to have something that she couldn't have. I even tried to visit her once, but I was turned away without even seeing her by the headmistress of that awful place. I was told that Kat's mother had decided that Kat was not to receive any visitors. She claimed it was for Kat's own good."

"Why would your daughter do that?" 

"She was paid well by the headmistress," Kat said as she joined the men by the window.

Jason turned and looked down at her. 

"What?" 

"Why are you so shocked, Grandpa?" Kat asked bitterly. "My mother received a monthly check from ITS."

"Are you sure?" Jason whispered as a shard of pain hit him. He couldn't believe that his daughter would sell her own daughter.

"Yeah. She would taunt me with it when I stepped out of bounds; or when I wouldn't do as she asked. The headmistress was a real piece of work." 

"And this woman was given charge of children?" Mica asked, anger evident on his face.

"Scary huh?" Kat retorted. She sighed in pleasure as Charlie walked up behind her and wrapped one arm around her. She leaned back with a sigh of pleasure. Jason smiled in response to the obvious affection between his granddaughter and his student. He still had a hard time believing that his student had become the King of his grandmother's prophesy. 

* * * * * *

"I need to talk to you, Master Iason, if you have a free moment," Charlie said after Kat had been summoned away from them by an urgent call for a healer from the clinic.

"Of course." Jason said as they walked down the hall towards Charlie's solar. After entering the large room, Charlie got straight to the point.

"You are right. I need to go through the removal ceremony. But it has to be before the Renewal Festival." 

"I was wondering when you would come to your senses." Jason said with pleasure. 

"Well, I kind of got the 'sense' knocked into me." Charlie laughed. "My mother can be rather persuasive when she wants to be." 

"All good women can be." 

"Aside from that, I have a feeling I am going to need every scrap of ability that I possess to keep up with my Hellkat. I am going to have gray hair before it's all said and done."

"It seems like you two have mended fences."

"Well, I finally realized that under it all - the magic, the prophesy, her status as a healer - those things that I thought were obstacles mean nothing. She is my chosen and I'm hers. And heaven help me if I deny her claim."

Jason laughed softly. 




Healer's Touch Ch. 21



"That doesn't surprise me. She can be very determined when she wants something."

"So I have found out. She told me off earlier today." Charlie said good-naturedly. "And you know it was probably a good thing she did. I was acting like an ass."

"You, never." Jason chuckled, remembering the high- spirited boy that he had trained years ago. * * * * * *

Kat walked into the clinic and greeted the receptionist. She took the clipboard that the woman handed her. She stilled as she read the report attached to it. It was for a woman brought in for physical abuse. The Enforcer's council needed a complete workup. The victim was claiming that her husband had sodomized her against her will. She took a deep breath and walked towards the examining room. She paused outside of the room to talk to the enforcer that was standing guard outside of the room.

"Enforcer Chalis," she greeted reading the name on his badge. "I understand I was requested to examine the patient?"

"Yes, Your Highness. She's an Earthling and we felt that she would be more comfortable having an Earthling attend her. No offense, Your Highness. We are just thinking of her comfort." 

"None taken," Kat said with a smile, not bothering to correct his mistake. "How would you assess her mood?"

"She seems more relieved than anything, but she is definitely shook up. She wanted to decline the exam; but once we explained to her that we couldn't hold her husband without it she relented. He seems like he is a real piece of work."

"Thank you, Enforcer. I will have your report shortly." She then turned and walked into the room. 





Healer's Touch Ch. 22



A special thanks to all that have followed this series. I am close to finishing it and hope that I have answered all the questions that have come up during this storyline.  Also a deep felt thanks is owed to Gloria, my very patient editor. She has been a life sent angel for me. From editing my rough drafts to talking on the phone with me hashing over new ideas, she had been more than anything I could have ever asked for in an editor. Now on to the story...lol. (And for those wondering there are going to be two more chapters before I close the book on Kat's and Charlie's story.)

Kat pasted a smile on her face as she approached the small woman sitting on the exam table. She had on a rumpled robe that was belted tightly around her waist. It was quite obvious that she didn't want to be here. She stared at Kat with distrust.  Kat paused and waited for the woman to speak. 

"I don't want to be here. I just want to go home," she said defensively.  

"I know. I'll make this as quick and painless as possible, Mrs..."

"Eleanora. Call me Elenora." the woman mumbled.  

"All right Eleanora, lets get this done."  Kat said with a smile as she approached the table.

* * * * * * 

Elena held her breath. She wasn't sure if the young healer in front of her would be able to detect the spell that protected her or not.  She looked to be about the age of her daughter, but she wasn't even sure what her own daughter looked like. She had ran off with that Prince and never looked back. So she assumed that her daughter was still in Trila with the prince and his family. The little bitch didn't deserve to live on this planet.  When the healer placed her hands on her shoulders she stiffened with fear.

Kat's touch was a surprise; her touch was gentle and radiated warmth.  

"Relax, it will be over in a moment," Kat said softly as she sent warm waves of healing energy from her hands into the trembling woman.  She searched out every ache and pain. 

Elena sighed in relief as the pain in her rectum disappeared. This healer was indeed talented. It was one of the things that she had missed during her exile. And since her own powers had been stripped from her before she had left Venus, she hadn't even been able to heal herself. 

* * * * * *

Kat stepped back as she finished the healing.  Her muscles trembled from fatigue. Between the mezclar and her sleepless nights, she was ready to explode.  She felt like she was ready to jump out of her skin. It was as if she had consumed several espressos.  She opened her eyes and glanced back at the woman.  She frowned as her mother's image shimmered in front of her eyes.

"Mother?" she whispered.  The woman stilled and jerked the robe around her waist even tighter.

"What?" the woman muttered.  Kat rubbed her eyes and stared at the woman again.  The pretty little blonde woman was in front of her once again.  She was surely loosing it.

"I'm sorry, Eleanora. You reminded me of someone."

"Your mother?" the woman asked softly. 

"Just for a moment. But it is nothing but fatigue. All this craziness with the planning of the Renewal Festival and my upcoming nuptials are taking their toll on me. I am tired from everything coming all at once.

* * * * * *

Elena stared in disbelief as recognition flooded her system. She had read about the Earthling woman that King Charles was planning on marrying.  She just hadn't realized that this girl was that woman! 

"Oh. I heard something about you on the news!" she said with mock excitement. "You're from Earth?"

"Yes. I met Prince Rand and he brought me back. I met my chosen at his palace.  This wasn't what I expected when I left Iowa, but I don't regret it." Kat said as she scribbled down some notes on her clipboard.  "That's everything, Eleanora.  I'll give this report to the Enforcers and they should be able to obtain a restraining order."

Elena stilled. Her daughter here? The little bitch. Getting everything she, Elenora, had ever wanted. She had seduced that old king of Sandova in hopes of ruling at his side. She had even gotten pregnant with the little bitch who now stood in front of her hoping to gain that reward. Anger flashed and then raged through her system like a wild fire.

"Not everything!" she hissed.  

When Kat looked up at the woman she was astonished to see the pure fury radiating from her eyes.  She wasn't prepared for the woman to launch herself off the table.  Kat grunted as she hit the floor with the woman on top of her. She heard a snap and then there was only darkness. 

* * * * * *

Charlie took a deep breath.  He was restrained in the middle of the palace's training room.  In front of him, Master Iason stood wearing the ceremonial robes of a Master Warrior.  Just to his right, Jonathan knelt holding a length of material in his hands - one that Charlie had chosen.  

Master Iason turned to Jonathan and took the offered material. He frowned down at it.  It was not what he had been expecting.

"Are you sure, Charles, that this is the material that you want your power to bind to? - To draw energy from? It is not a common element of our world."

"Yes." Charles said as he flexed his arms in their restraints at the memories that the nylon brought to him.  The first time that he touched it was in Kat's room before their journey to Kartic. The whispered words that he had spoken to her the night before their journey began haunted him. To him -the nylon represented everything that Kat was - soft to the touch but stronger than anything he had ever hoped to find. 

"All right then. Let us proceed." Jason took the fabric and brought it to his lips and breathed deeply into it.  

Charlie could not hear exactly what his master was saying into the cloth, but he could feel the binds that encircled his power loosening. He gasped as they tightened again.  

"Relax, Charles. You are fighting it."  Jason ordered as he slowly lowered the fabric and walked towards his student. Jonathan followed closely behind him. 

"How?" he asked as they stopped in front of him. 

"Take deep breaths in and out. Think of something that is important to you. Think of a reason for your power to be free." Jason said as he approached the muscular king.  It was quite the sight to see.  He was a good two feet shorter than the king. 

Charlie tried to relax just as he had been told, but he was wound tighter than an eight-day clock.  Maybe it was the mezclar that was keeping him on the ragged edge.  Turning his thoughts inwards, he thought about Kat - his brave little Hellkat.  She had never once backed down from him.  His loins tightened at the thought of his chosen. He was glad that the Renewal Festival was due to start tomorrow. As long as that bastard, who really was his friend, Prince Rand showed up to marry them.  

"King Charles, you need to relax. If you want me to be able to release your powers without hurting you, you need to center your spirit." Jason said, breaking into his thoughts.

"I'm sorry. I will try again." He said trying to push his thoughts of Kat to the wayside. Just until his power was released, he reassured himself. Then he planned on taking his chosen for a ride in the desert. Way into the desert - away from prying eyes and interrupting fools.

"That's better," Jason encouraged as he rent the fabric in half.  He handed one half to Jonathan, who took it.  They approached him.  Each of them wrapped their piece of material around his thick wrists.  After winding it around his wrists in the intricate pattern that designated his status as a Vindexcis warrior, they each tightly knotted the ends. Not tight enough to bother him but tight enough to remind him of their presence. 

"I can feel it," Charlie whispered hoarsely as he felt the bonds holding his magic start to unravel.  The cloth along his wrist began to warm.  

"Yes. That's good, Charles. You are relaxing.  Now, I want you to think of a scent that brings you happiness. A scent that calms your spirit." Jason said as he stepped back from him.  

"The mellitus sensus. Kat was wearing one yesterday." He whispered as the sweet smell drifted through the room at his command.  

* * * * * *  Kat sat on the edge of the examining table. She had broken her wrist when the woman had jumped on her. In the confusion that had ensued after the attack, the woman had escaped. How she wished that Arianna was here to reassure her that everything was going to be all right. Instead she had an unknown healer who was doing his best to heal her. Suddenly she stilled as the delicate smell of the flower that she had meant to ask Charlie about, filled the room. 

"Relax, your Highness. This will only take a moment," he assured her.  Kat continued to draw in deep breaths filled with the delicious scent of her mystery blossom. 

"Can you smell that? I wonder what kind of flower that is? Do you know the name of it?" she whispered as the warmth of the healing caressed her and the wonderful fragrance calmed her.

"What smell, your Highness?" The healer asked, confusion showing on his young face.

"Nothing. It has to be this chosen's business." She muttered before sighing impatiently.

* * * * * *

"Wonderful, Charles. Your power over 'scent' is now yours.' Now for the next level -- 'Hearing.' Draw to you a sound and then share it with us," Jason coaxed.  

Charlie smiled and thought of Kat's sigh of impatience.  He heard it quite often. Even though the sound of it was soft, both Jonathan and Jason could hear it as it filled the room. 

"You know I do believe he has Kat on his mind." Jonathan said softly at Jason's side. 

"That's to be expected, Jonathan. He is in midst of his mating ceremony. He is the first that I have ever guided through this ceremony with the mezclar in full swing. He is doing remarkably well." Jason said before turning back to Charlie.

"Excellent. The second tier has been achieved. Are you ready for the third?"

* * * * * * 

Kat sighed impatiently as she waited for the healer to finish his exam.  She was a bit shook up but other than her wrist-she was fine. She wished that he would just take her word for it. She tensed as the tugging on her senses increased. What was wrong with her? It felt as if the bindings of the mezclarwere changing-becoming much stronger.  She broke out in a light sweat when the unceasing tugging began to burn deep inside of her.

"Your Highness?"  The healer's voice faded in her ears as her breath came quicker. She sought the inner power that had protected her in the past. She tried to focus on what the healer was trying to tell her.  Spots brightened in front of her before she mercifully slipped closer to the edge. She wasn't even aware of the healer touching her head before he ran to the door and called frantically for help.

* * * * * *

Arianna smiled over at Dean as they led the caravan of people and zephti through the gates of Kartic.  She waved at the guard, letting him know that she was cleared for entrance.  She frowned when the guard ran up to her.  

"Healer Arianna! Come quick! There is something wrong with Queen Katrina! She's having convulsions! She is at the main clinic!" The guard stumbled over his words in his rush to get them out.

"What!" Arianna's face drained of color. She turned and called over her shoulder to Philip. "Come on, you're going to meet your half-sister much sooner than you were anticipating."  

Philip nodded and urged his zephti after her. Stephan turned to follow them too.

"No Stephan! I need you to go and find that son of mine.  My guess is that he's not with Kat. Or the guard wouldn't have tracked me down."

Stephan nodded before he urged his zephti rapidly forward in the direction of the palace.

Arianna turned back to Gracie and Rand. "I'm sorry but I am going to have to ask you to wait for that tour I promised you.  Follow this road. It will take you directly to the palace." 

"Go, she needs you. We'll be fine." Rand assured her. 

She nodded before kicking her zephti into a quick trot. Philip quickly followed her down the busy road.

A few moments later they arrived at the main clinic where they were met by a frantic healer. He was so upset she had to use a 'tranquilizing' spell to calm him before she could obtain any pertinent information from him. Other attendants rapidly filled the entrance hall to the clinic and they were able to give her a few answers.

"Thank you." Arianna said as she slowly released the 'tranq' spell. "Take him to the recovery room." she told the assistant that now accompanied the nervous healer. "He is going to crash from the 'tranq' spell." The assistant nodded her understanding before she led the young healer away.

"All right, lets go and see what is going on with Kat." she told Philip. She strode briskly towards the examining room.

* * * * * *

Stephan rushed powerfully up the stairs, taking them two at a time. King Mica had been waiting for him when he had arrived at the palace.  When he had questioned him about Charlie's whereabouts, he had been told that Charlie, Jonathan, and Master Iason had sequestered themselves in the training room for the ceremony that would release Charlie's power. They had requested that no one disturb them.

He rapidly moved down the hallway heading towards the training room. He threw the door open and startled the occupants of the large room.  Stephan stared in disbelief.  On one side of the room, his king was tied upright between two posts, his arms stretched wide and his stance broad. He didn't seem to even be protesting his predicament. He was wearing nothing more than a loin-cloth to preserve his modesty.  Around his thick wrists were bindings that were tied in an intricate pattern.  

"What in the name of Mica are you doing!" he growled.  Jonathan turned around and looked at Stephan in surprise.

"You can't be here." Jonathan protested as he moved to intercept him.

"Does he realize that Kat is in trouble?" Stephan asked Jonathan. "Is that why you had to restrain him?" 

"No, it is for his protection. When his power comes together fully he will go into convulsions. It is to keep him from injuring himself." Jonathan explained. "And I shouldn't even be discussing this with you. You are not one of us.  I could be severely punished for you even witnessing any of this. So please leave immediately." Jonathan pleaded.

* * * * * *

Arianna stared at Kat with concern.  She was lying on the exam table trembling profusely. Nothing that she had done yet had helped to revive her.  In all her life she had never seen such a thing. She had even tried leaving her own body and entering Kat's mind; but the moment she had tried, she had been forced back into her own body. Something was terribly wrong and for the first time since she had failed with Kat's mother, she felt totally helpless.  

Instinctively she reached out for Stephan. She had not yet become completely comfortable with their strong bond, but she was glad in this instance for its presence.

Dean, have you found my son yet?

Yeah I did, and it's not good. He is in the midst of having his powers released. It is the middle of the ceremony and it can't be stopped. What's going on with Kat?

I don't know. She's comatose. I can't get any response out of her. She just is lying there and trembling. Her breathing is rapid and short.  It's as if something is going on inside of her. I tried to merge with her to locate the problem, but it's as if she has a shield around her. I can't get in. * * * * * *

Stephan absorbed what Arianna was telling him  while he stared again at Charlie.  He was in the same state that Kat was - almost unconscious and his body deeply shivering. What in the name of all that is good is going on here?, he wondered, 

Ari, I don't know what is going on. I think it has something to do with the mezclar.  What you just described about Kat is the same state your son is in. Is it possible that the mezclar is causing these convulsions – indeed the whole issue?

I never even thought of that. Ask Master Iason.

"Master Iason, I need a word with you." 

Dean narrowed his eyes when Jason continued to ignore him. He started forward when Jonathan intercepted him.

"Don't!" Jonathan hissed. 

"I need answers. And he has them. It's important Jonathan, or I would never have tread where I was not welcome. I care not for your secrets.  But his chosen's life hangs in the balance right now."

"You don't understand! He can't stop the ceremony now. Once it starts it cannot be stopped. He can't give you any answers. He is connected to Charles and to interrupt right now could be harmful if not fatal for both of them." Jonathan explained desperately.

"Fine, then you give me some damn answers! Has anyone ever been bonded when they have gone through this particular ceremony?"

"Not that I am aware of. Most go through the ceremony when they come of age after training. As a rule we don't find our mates until after that training. In fact there is a law that states that we are not allowed to bond until AFTER our master releases our powers."

"And the fact that Charles is in the middle of the mezclar never raised any questions or caused any doubts?" Stephan growled as he started pacing.

"It was considered. But he decided to go through it anyway. We have a much bigger problem if we didn't let him go through it."

"And what is that?" 

"If we don't release his powers, when he bonds with Kat it may kill him or even kill both of them."

"How? He bonded with Deanna with no problems."

"This bonding is different. We think that his powers never completely matched up with hers. So when he went through the bonding process they never stirred. But this time is different – much different."

"How?" Dean asked, starting to feel like a broken record. Getting information from Jonathan was like pulling teeth. Jonathan looked around uneasily.

"Damnit, Man! Just tell me. Kat's life hangs in the balance here.  And your precious ceremony and those traditions won't mean a damn thing if Kat dies."

"What are you talking about?"

"Because if she dies, this time Charles won't survive. Her death will drag him with her." Clara said softly from behind the men. Both men spun around and faced her.

"You can't be here!" Jonathan protested.

"Boy, I will go where I please. And you bumbling fools are going to need my help. Now quit worrying about your secrets, Jonathan. We have two lives hanging in the balance here. We have to make sure that he completes the release of his power and Kat makes it through the ceremony whole."

" But they haven't bonded yet! How could..." Jonathan had a bewildered expression on his face.

"Has anything ever gone according to plan between these two?" Clara asked with a sigh.  Both men shook their heads. 

"Kat was able to connect to Charles as a small child on Earth...despite the space and distance. And whether or not, he will ever admit it to you, Charles has always been aware of her presence. He just chose to pass her off as part of his psyche. You can't believe that with a bond that powerful, that Charles will be able to slip through fates' hands once more and escape a total bonding. They have already bonded every way except physically. Their bonding is strong enough – total enough - that if one of them dies the other will too."

Both men paled and turned to look at Charles. He was swaying on his feet as the tremors of his power shook his large frame.

"Jonathan, go and help Master Iason with Charles. You and I," she said looking at Dean, "have to go and find Kat's paternal next of kin. He needs to release her powers now - as in immediately!" 

Jonathan nodded and hurried back to Jason's side.

"We found her half-brother, maybe Philip will know where their father is." Dean said.

"Their father is dead. Philip is the one we need. Where is he?"




Healer's Touch Ch. 22



"At the clinic with Arianna." 

"He is at the right place. Let's go --- hurry!"

* * * * * *

"Yes, Master Iason. I am ready for the next tier." Charlie could feel the power of the first two tiers singing in his veins. He could well understand why they bound the student before the ceremony started. He longed to burst free of his skin and explore the sound and scent of everything around him. He wanted to drift on the wind. He had no idea what the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth tiers were going to bring but he was anxious to find out. He longed to share each one of them with his Hellkat; never realizing that he already was.

"All right, for the third tier you will have to master taste. Show us your favorite food to sample." Jason ordered.  

When a bowl of Captain Crunch cereal appeared in front of Jason, he sighed in disgust.

"What's with you and Kat and that blasted cereal? It tastes like crap." Jason groused as he approached the bowl with the eagerness of a condemned man.

"That's sacrilegious." Charlie protested weakly, never noticing the two people leaving the room or Jonathan rejoining them. He was connected only with Jason and he could feel the powerful tug of the mezclar.

"Don't worry, Master Iason, I'll sample it. I don't mind."  Jonathan offered as he stepped up next to him. Jason stepped aside with obvious relief.  Charlie would have laughed if he hadn't been concentrating so deeply in the midst of having his power released.  

Jonathan took a hearty bite of the cereal. Chewing it thoughtfully, Jonathan swallowed before smiling at Charlie.  

"Delicious."  

"I'll take your word for it, Jonathan. " Jason replied.  "The third tier has been mastered. Now we go on to the fourth.  Touch is a very important power.  Regardless of how something smells, sounds or tastes, without 'touch' it is nothing but a mirage.  I want you to reach out and touch me with your power. This tier is possibly the most difficult to master."

Charlie stared at Jason and gathered his thoughts. Focusing on him - and him alone, he coaxed his power to extend to Jason.  It took a few attempts before his reawakened power finally did his bidding, then finally it brushed across Jason's shoulder to settle on his opposite shoulder.

Jason smiled as he felt the pressure of Charlie's power settle across his shoulder for it felt as if the king had thrown his arm across him.

* * * * * *

Ari, please tell me that Philip is still with you.

Ari would have smiled in pleasure at the brush of Stephan's mind against hers, if she hadn't been so worried about the small woman lying on the table in front of her.

Yes, he is. What is going on?

I'm a few minutes from you. Keep that boy with you.  I'll explain when we get there. We need him to release Kat's powers. 

Arianna paled before turning to face Philip. 

"I need some answers Philip. Is your father dead?" 

"Yes. He died several years ago. I was with him.  He kept pleading with me to save the girl.  I thought he was talking about the girl that they had found with him when the scandal began. But maybe he was talking about her," he said gesturing to his half-sister. He walked closer to the table.  "She looks a lot like my father's sister. From the pictures I've seen of my aunt, my half-sister is the spitting image of her. It's kind of amazing." He added as if to himself.

A few minutes later, Stephan and Clara entered the room.  Ari smiled weakly at her friend.

"I wish I could say it was good to see you, Clara. I wish it was under different circumstances." 

"Nonsense, Arianna. I wouldn't miss out on the bonding of the century. I had planned to come and see Kat tame her mate." 

"You think that Kat is stronger than Charlie?" Stephan asked warily.

"It won't be her power that tames him, boy." Clara said loftily.  

"It won't?" 

"Nonsense. The quickest way to tame a man is with love. Now let's go about saving them both." Clara said as she walked over to the examining table.  She shook her head in displeasure as she looked down at Kat.  

"Such a mess you have gotten yourself into this time." she said to the unconscious Kat. "But then again you have always had a penchant for finding trouble. Let's hope that son of yours, Ari, is up to the task of being her keeper." She tossed that question over her shoulder, while she pushed her sleeves up then laid her hands on Kat's chest. Closing her eyes, she concentrated.  

Everyone held their breath until Clara opened her eyes once more.

"We will have to be quick. Charlie has already completed the fourth tier. He only has two more tiers to go. Her power has to be released before he achieves the sixth and final tier." Clara said. She turned towards Philip.  "Come here, boy. Let me take a look at you." Philip walked forward and stopped inches from her.  

After looking him up and down, she nodded to herself.

"You aren't what was expected but you'll do." She finally said. 

"I will?" he asked softly.

"Yes. Your bond with her will help you guide her through the process. Have you ever heard or experienced the release of power?" Clara asked him.

He shook his head in denial and walked closer to Kat.

"None the less, you are going to have to look deep inside of yourself and find your dormant power to unlock your sister's. Do you think that you will be able to dig deep enough to help her." Clara asked as she ran a calming hand over Kat's forehead.

"I will have to. I have no other choice." Philip said softly; as he hesitantly reached out to touch the girl that he had tried to toss into the fire the first time he had touched her. "I'm so sorry, Sister. I had no idea." He whispered so softly that Clara barely even heard the spoken words.

"Now you need to focus. Use your healing abilities to release yourself from your physical body. I know you have no actual training as a healer, but you have done this before." She said as she gazed deep into his eyes. She would have chuckled if it weren't for the gravity of the current situation. If she had a coin for every time she had seen that look, she would be the wealthiest woman on Venus.

Philip swallowed roughly and turned inward to dig for the power that she mentioned.  He was surprised that he didn't have to dig very deep. It seemed being close to his sister must have brought it closer to the surface.  He warily examined it before taking it into his hands.  He sent a quick prayer that he would be able to control it long enough to release his sister's power.   

Taking a deep breath, he let his power flow out of his body and carry his conscious mind with it.

* * * * * *

Kat stilled as she felt another presence inside the world where she clung to the edge of darkness.  Her nerves felt like they were going to snap at any moment. Where the hell was her chosen?

She stared in disbelief as a bright orb of light flooded her sight and illuminated the area around her.  She winced as the light came closer.  

"Charlie?" she called.

* * * * * *

Charlie jerked in his bonds as Kat's voice filled his head and he was jerked out of the ceremony.  He drew a harsh breath as pain exploded in his skull.  His body protested violently as his magic reached for his chosen.  

"Shh, relax, Charles." Master Iason soothed as he too felt the pain that was rampaging through his student's body.

"Kat." he mumbled as he fought his bonds. "She needs me." 

"We're taking care of it." Jonathan soothed. "You need to relax Charlie. If you break off at this point, you will possibly hurt yourself and Master Iason. Trust us. We would never let anything happen to your Hellkat."  

"Mine." he growled as he continued to struggle.

"Damn it!" Jonathan cursed softly.  Charlie had just completed the fifth tier of his ceremony and was struggling to enter the sixth.  He needed to bring all five senses together deep within himself. And just like Clara had predicted, his power had already latched onto Kat's and it wasn't going to go willing into that sixth tier without her.

* * * * * *

"I know you don't know me, Katrina. I am your brother. I am here to help you. If you will let me."

"What's going on?" Kat asked the orb.

"You need to have your power released. Your chosen is going through the ceremony to release his power.  And for some reason your powers have already intertwined; this why you are in limbo - you are because he is also."

"So you are here to release my powers? I thought only my father could do that." 

"Our father is gone, Katrina.  Before he died, he told me to take care of you, and with those words he gave me, your half-brother, the power to release your bindings on your magic."

"And if I don't want it released?" she asked him.

"Then you are giving you and your chosen a certain death sentence.  He is too far-gone now to go back. He is getting ready to enter the sixth tier. You have to meet him there or all is lost."

Kat studied the orb carefully. She couldn't believe that the voice would lie to her, but she knew that she couldn't survive with out Charlie. She would do anything to remain with him.

"All right. Do it. And if this backfires I'll haunt your ass from now 'til eternity." she warned.

"Duly noted." The orb actually seemed to be laughing, she thought. Then the light flared brighter and suddenly she was floating free.  She cried out as she entered the sixth tier. "Now where the hell was Charlie?"





Healer's Touch Ch. 23



Kat moaned softly as Charlie covered her body with his. She eagerly wrapped her legs around him. She could feel him against her, already hard with need. When she lifted her hands to hang on to his shoulders, she was brought short by her left arm. Before she could investigate it, Charlie started to explore her ear with his tongue. She gasped as chills raced down her spine before settling in between her thighs. Wrapping her free arm around his neck she tugged helplessly on her left. 

"Shh, patience, Hellkat." Charlie whispered in her ear as he slowly brought their joined hands up to rest on the pillow next to her head.

"You tease," she groaned as he slid down her body to tease at hard nipples. She tangled her fingers of her free hand in his hair. He murmured against her as he tugged on her swollen nipple with his teeth. 

"You like that, Hellkat?" he growled before switching to the other nipple.

"Love it..." she panted as desire raced through her veins.

"Katrina, wake up, sweetheart. You have to let me go. Or I won't be responsible for my actions," Charlie groaned against her nightgown covered chest. He could feel her hard nipples rubbing against his lips. His mouth watered at the thought of sucking on them. He closed his eyes against the temptation. He knew that going to bed with her on the eve of their joining was going to come back to haunt him. But he had been unable to resist the pleading in her chocolate eyes. He wondered briefly if this was going to cause a problem in the future for him. Would she be able to talk him into doing anything she wanted?

"Charlie!" she moaned in her sleep as she arched her back and pressed one of her nipples against his lips. He hissed in response before reaching up and untangling her fingers from his hair. After freeing himself, he rolled away from her and stood up abruptly. He clenched his fists at his sides, his chest was rising and falling rapidly. He could feel the nearing of the full moon. He glanced over at the clock. It was still early and he knew that he had many responsibilities to fufill before their joining ceremonies. 

He was jolted out of these thoughts when he felt Kat's hand touch the small of his back. He looked over his shoulder to see Kat sitting up - all rumpled and tousled from sleep.

"Good morning, Charlie." She said before stretching. He growled low in his throat as he watched the shift of her body in the early morning light. 

"Morning. I have to go." He said as he reached for his shirt.

"Why?" Kat asked, confused by his abrupt manner.

"Patience, Hellkat. My immediate responsibilities are the only things that is keeping me from crawling back into that bed and giving you what you are asking for." 

"Responsibilities!" She growled. He tensed as he heard the anger in her voice. He turned around and buttoned his shirt.

"As King I have genuine, important responsibilities today. I have to prepare for the Renewal Festival. We are not the only ones that will bond today. There will be many others that will come forward to have the King of Venus recognize their unions. My mother and Councilman Dean will be amongst those who are part of the proceedings."

She flopped back with a sigh of impatience. He couldn't help gasp when his power flared briefly at the sound. He slipped his trousers on before sitting back down on the edge of the bed. Leaning down, he slipped his feet into the soft leather slippers that he wore around the palace, kind of like moccasins. 

* * * * * 

Kat sighed again and reopened her eyes. She watched as he finished pulling his clothes on. She could feel the undercurrents pulling her to him. He locked gazes with her before slowly covering her mouth with his. By the time they broke apart, they were both breathing raggedly. Charlie leaned his forehead against hers as he tried to calm his breathing. Kat had her arms wrapped around his neck tightly. 

"I love you, Hellkat. I will be waiting for you." he whispered softly. "And if your ass is one minute late, there is no place you are going to be able to hide." he said before he reluctantly left their bed and walked out of the room.

"As if!" Kat whispered as she pressed her fingers to her throbbing lips. Closing her eyes, she whimpered. Her nipples were stiff and the inside of her thighs were wet with her juices. If this is what a kiss was going to do, what the hell was going to happen when they consummated their union? 

* * * * * 

Charles walked into the study to find King Mica and Prince Rand waiting for him. 

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I had a hard time getting up this morning. I didn't realize how late it was."

"Had a hard time leaving your chosen this morning?" Mica asked as Charlie poured himself a cup of coffee.

"Yes. I don't know what possessed me to stay with her last night. In all honesty, I'll admit I woke up this morning barely able to leave her untouched. The bonding ceremony can't come soon enough."

* * * * * 

Elena closed the door to the hotel room behind her. It had been a close get-away. She shook her head as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't believe that she had lost control of her feelings to the point that she had attacked her little bitch of a daughter. If attacking the future queen wasn't enough to get her ass deported or thrown in jail, she didn't know what was. 

"Such a look, Elena. One would think that you have done something that you might have regretted. Could it be that you regret having your husband thrown in jail; or is it the fact that you attacked the future queen of Areseric?" Aric asked before he grabbed her from behind.

Elena shrieked as he threw her onto the bed. She tried to scramble off the bed. Aric growled before pouncing on her. Pinning her arms above her head, he ground his obvious erection against her.

"You know if you wanted the charges to stick, WIFE, you should have made sure that you filed the appropriate reports. When they never received the exams that confirmed my abuse, they had no choice but to let me go." he taunted as he made both of their clothes disappear. 

"Please Aric!" She pleaded as he slid deep inside of her.

"I shouldn't," he growled pain and anger evident in his eyes. "I should rape your ass. Isn't that what you told the Enforcers. That I raped your ass. If that was the case why the hell did you come, Elena? But you didn't tell him about the fact that as soon as I buried my cock in your ass you climaxed so hard that you ripped the sheet apart with your fingernails...and screamed for more." His voice grated harshly as he started to thrust in and out of her. 

Elena gasped as pleasure spiraled through her. She wished for a moment that he didn't have such control of her body - so she could resist him but it was not to be. She skated along the edge of release as he continued to pound against her. She squealed when he suddenly rolled over on his back, placing her on top of him. 

"Ohhhhh!" she moaned as he forced her to sit up on top of him. The movement caused her to slip over the edge. She wailed helplessly as pleasure exploded along her nerve endings. He growled and grabbed her hips to hold her still for his upward thrusts. 

"Yes. Come all over me!" he growled before pressing his head back against the pillows and following her over the edge. 

* * * * * 

Pati watched as Jonathan slowly dressed. They had just finished making love. Her body was replete for the moment. She couldn't help but admire the whipcord lean body of her husband. Her skin still tingled from his touch. She sighed in pleasure as he pulled a fresh shirt out of the closet. 

"When were you going to tell me?" She finally asked.

"Tell you what, sweetheart?" he asked as he fixed his collar and started buttoning it. 

"About the cure?" 

He stilled before coming over and sitting down next to her on the bed. He reached up and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. 

"I was going to tell you after the ceremony. Until the mezclar releases it's grip on Kat, we won't be able to perform it. Even then it is such a serious procedure that I need to explain it and all of its consequences to you, before we even decide whether or not to go through with it."

"What's going on, Jonathan? Why are you stalling?" she asked.

"Be patient, Pati. We will deal with this after the Renewal Festival. What is one more week, baby?" he asked. "I still love you and even if you decide not to go through with Kat's 'cure', I will always be there for you. You know I love making love to you every morning." 

Tears filled Pati's eyes. Jonathan smiled softly. "Don't cry sweetheart." he whispered brushing her tears away from her cheek.

"Sorry, pregnancy hormones." she said shakily before wrapping her arms around his neck. He sighed and pulled her close to him savoring her warmth.

* * * * * 

Kat pulled at the stiff fabric of her ceremonial robes. She felt nervous and fidgety. It had only been a few hours since Charlie had left, but it felt like it had been two days since she had last seen him. She squirmed as she stared out the window of her sitting room. 

She was dragged out of her thoughts by a knock on her door. 

"Come in." 

The door opened to admit, King Mica and his wife, Queen Aria. Kat warmly smiled at them as she rose to greet them. She had spoken with Mica briefly but the Queen must have arrived recently; since she hadn't seen her since she, herself, had left Trila to come to Areseric with Charlie.

"Katrina, my dear," the queen greeted as she glided into the room. She was dressed in her own ceremonial robes. As usual Kat was struck at the regal simplicity of the queen's robes. They were made of the most luscious fabrics that Venus had to offer, but the design of the gown was made to flow with the queen's generous curves. 

Even though Aria and Mica were into their "golden years" they were both fit and active. If it weren't for the silvering of Mica's hair and the laugh lines around Aria's eyes one would never guess they were entering their retirement age.

"Queen Aria, I hadn't realized that you had arrived. How thoughtless of me. I should have been downstairs to greet you. I haven't even become queen yet and here I am neglecting my duties." Kat laughed as she rushed forward to meet them.

"Nonsense child. This is your big day. You will finally be bonding with your chosen and becoming the Queen of this country. I will say that the Venusian World Council will be livened up by your presence."

"My grandfather mentioned to me that the Queens and Kings of all the minor countries sit on the council that you and Mica govern." 

"Soon Rand and Gracie will take Mica's and my place. It is time for the council to come into this century. The four of you have a bit of young blood that will go a long way to keeping them on their toes." 

Kat laughed softly as she led them over to the couch that she had just vacated. As they all settled down, she wondered why the Monarch of Venus had chosen to visit her this morning.

"But that is not the reason why we stopped by this morning." Mica replied.

Kat waited patiently for him to continue. She may be ignorant of many things; but even she knew that one did not rush this King. 

"Aria and I need to talk to you about the ceremony that is going to occur today before your bonding ceremony."

"What ceremony?" she asked warily.

"A recognition ceremony." Aria said snuggling closer to her husband.

"In our culture, before a couple can bond, they both have to have had a recognition ceremony acknowledging their place in society. Usually this involves the person's family such as when the parents introduce the child as an adult." Mica explained.

Kat went still as the implications of what he was saying hit home. 

"I see. And if I don't have this ceremony, you are saying that I can't get married?"

Aria reluctantly nodded.

"Then we have a problem. My father is dead and my mother...." she trailed off as anger filled her. How was she to explain that her mother had disowned her when she was a child? 

"I know about your mother, Katrina. What we have in mind is to have another one of your close relatives introduce you and acknowledge you." Aria explained.

"Who?" 

"Me." Jason said as he approached her.

"Gramps. I..." Kat said confused. She was still so terribly hurt about him not stopping her torment as a child. Did she dare put her future in his hands?

"Let me explain something to you, Kitty. I have no other grandchildren. You are it. I don't ever want you to doubt that I love you. I wish I could have done something different. But sometimes one has to let the child go and possibly get hurt. Even when every nerve inside screams to shelter and protect the child from all harm."

"There is a difference here, Gramps. I was only a child. I was 7 years old when I was sent off to ITS. I shouldn't have been subject to that horror." 

"I know, Kitty. I can't do anything about it now. Just to say that I am sorry that it happened. Will you ever be able to forgive me?", he asked. "I would love to be able to present you at your Recognition ceremony."

Kat studied him. He had aged since she had left Earth. He seemed to be standing in front of her defeated. She didn't think she would have ever seen him in this abject state. She thought for a moment. Was the past really worth ruining any future relationship with him? One day she and Charlie would probably be blessed with children - his great-grandchildren. No, she couldn't deny him for this was his future, she realized. 

"You can, Gramps." she started. Jason's face lit up with hope. "I forgive you, Gramps. But I want you to do something for me." 

"What?" Jason asked waiting for the other shoe to drop.

"I want you to go back to Earth and make sure nothing like what happened to me ever happens to another child."

"I will," he vowed, standing in front of her uncertainly.

Kat stood and walked over to him. 

"I love you, Gramps. I sure the hell have missed you." She wrapped her arms around him. 

"I love you too, Kitty." He whispered, tears evident in his blue eyes, as he returned her hug.

* * * * * 

It was only an hour later that Kat stood next to her grandfather as Mica and Aria walked across the stage that stood in the middle of the amphitheater. Nerves jumped around in her stomach, but she stood still and erect. 

"Relax, Kitty." Jason whispered next to her.

A cheer rose from the crowd as Mica approached the podium that was set up in the center of the stage. 

"Thank you for your warm welcome, People of Areseric. I want to thank all the people that took the time out of their busy lives to make this Renewal Festival what it is. King Charles, your people have outdone themselves this year. Both my wife and I are simply in awe of their obvious efforts to make this festival memorable. We couldn't have picked a better or more suitable place for the Transferal of Power."

The crowd roared their approval. It was quite a 'coup' for Areseric to be chosen to witness the Transferal of Power. It had always been held in Trila in the past. Mica waited for the crowd noise to die down.

"But before we graciously step down and hand the reins over to our son and his beautiful wife, we have one last duty that we would like to perform." Mica said as Aria joined him at the podium. She smiled before she spoke.

"Many of you, are aware that your King is going to bond with his chosen during this year's ceremony. Many of you have called her, Your Highness, before she has even taken over the mantle of duty. She has been called many things. When I arrived here this week, I heard rumors of "the Lady with the Healing Hands"." The crowd started yelling again. Aria waited patiently for them to calm down.

"Much to my surprise I found out that the young woman that my son had befriended on his trip to Earth, the one that was responsible for his safe return, had captured the hearts of her chosen's people by being nothing other than the caring woman she is." She turned towards Mica.

"This woman, who all believed to be an Earthling, we have recently discovered, in reality has Areserican blood running through her veins. As such she is entitled to a Recognition ceremony and as our last duty before we descend the throne, we wish to perform it. If that is all right with King Charles and the people of Areseric?" Mica finished, looking across the stage at Charlie's shocked face. The crowd fell silent. * * * * * 

Charlie tried to control his new powers as his emotions went wild. He had no idea that Mica would honor Kat in this way. Tradition normally had the king of that country preside over all Recognition ceremonies. To have the King of Venus ask to perform it was unbelievable. It made him realize what a lucky man he was to have Kat... and how completely--totally he loved his little Hellkat. 

"King Charles," Mica called out, holding his hand out to him in a gesture to join them at the podium. It jerked Charles out of his thoughts. He quickly strode across the stage and joined Mica and Aria at the podium.

"People of Areseric, nothing would please me more to than having King Mica and Queen Aria present my chosen as a citizen of Areseric and Venus." he said to the approval of his people. 

* * * * * 

Elena stood in the middle of the cheering people as her anger grew. How dare they give the little bitch such 'recognition'. It was her right to present her daughter - she fumed as she watched Kat and Jason approach the stage. Beside her, Aric squeezed her hand. 

"Relax, Elena. There is nothing you can do to stop this. She has Areserican blood. It is her right to be acknowledged." Aric whispered in her ear.

"Yes, there is. Lift this damn cloaking spell. As her mother, I can stop it!" She hissed.

"Elena, if I lift it, it will lift mine too." he warned. 

"Do it! I don't care. There is no way that little bitch is going to become a citizen of Venus." 

"What are you worried about?" Aric asked through gritted teeth. "She has no way of knowing that you are her mother. She is nothing. Once I retake the throne, she will be nothing more than a memory. I'll deport her for you myself."

"But will you strip her of her powers?" she asked angrily.

Aric winced. He had seen what happened when a witch or wizard was stripped of their powers. In fact, it was illegal to do so unless there was a unanimous vote by the Venusian World Council. 

"I can't strip her without the Council's vote, Elena." 

"Then lift this spell, so I can stop the ceremony. We can do it together so you can challenge Charles for the throne at the same time." She coaxed. 

"Let's wait until we get closer to the stage." Aric said after a moment.

* * * * * 

Kat walked across the stage towards Mica, Aria and Charles. She could see the look of acceptance in all three sets of eyes. She smiled under the warmth of their gazes. It was a heady feeling, going from accepted by hardly any one to mass acceptance by all. She and Jason stopped a few feet from the podium. Kat could barely hear the words that her grandfather and Mica exchanged. She was so overcome with happiness and she had only eyes for her chosen. The insistent pull of the mezclar returned with a vengeance as she stood under his piercing gaze. 

She was sure that she responded at the right times, but she couldn't say that she was sure what she had said. Then came a single cry of protest when Jason stepped forward to present her. Everyone's head turned towards the couple that were coming up the stairs to the stage. Immediately Jonathan, acting as part of the security staff, stepped up and blocked the woman from coming onto the stage. 

"She can't be recognized! I won't allow it." she screamed loudly enough that it reached to the stunned people standing on the stage. 

* * * * * 

"Lift it, now!" Elena said over her shoulder to Aric. He nodded his agreement before chanting a few words. 




Healer's Touch Ch. 23



"What the hell!" Jonathan growled as the blond woman in front of him became older and her blond hair turned to a dark brown. "Fuck!" he growled as he recognized the man behind her. 

Aric smiled sarcastically. Elena used Jonathan's brief moment of disbelief to push her way onto the stage. Aric tried to follow her but Jonathan snapped out of his shock and grabbed him.

"You stupid bastard!" Jonathan growled in Aric's ear. "What the hell possessed you to come back! You're as good as dead if Gracie catchs sight of you." 

"The throne should be mine! I am the first born son." Aric said angrily.

* * * * * 

Kat turned as the woman rushed on stage. She paled as the woman drew closer. Even though she hadn't seen her mother in years, she would have recognized her anywhere. She looked older and anger had transformed her elegant features into a hateful sight. 

Kat was unprepared for the woman to attack her. She tore at Kat's ceremonial robes before yanking on her hair and dragging her down to the ground. Shouts and yells filled the air, as confusion reigned. 

Kat fought back but she was at a disavantage. She didn't want to hurt her mother even after all that she had done to her. Her mother on the other hand, had murder in her eyes. As Kat desperately tried to fend off the bigger woman, it became clear to her that other than birthing her, Elena had no feelings towards her own daughter. 

As they rolled dangerously close to the edge of the stage, more pandamomiun broke out as Aric freed himself from Jonathan. He darted across the stage to entercept Charlie. 

"I want to challenage you to the right of King!" he yelled as he slid to a stop in front of a shocked Charlie. 

"Damn it." Charlie growled as the other wizard released a spell to attack him. Charlie ducked as the bolt of energy was absorbed by the poduim. Witin moments of impact the poduim exploded, showering debris all over the stage. 

Kat gasped in pain as a sharp piece of shrapinal hit her shoulder buring itself deep. She slumped as pain flooded her system. Elena took advantage of Kat's misforunate and rolled Kat under her. Leaning over her daughter and wrapped her hands around Kat's throat. Immediately Kat's hands flew up to her throat and pried at Elena's fingers.

* * * * * 

Charlie swore as he saw the some of the debris hit Kat and the other woman. His heart cried out in agony when he heard Kat's cry of pain. He had to get to her! But first he had to deal with Aric. 

"Aric, damnit. I never wanted you fuckin' throne. And now, is not the time for this." He growled as his powers surged irratically to his anger.

"I will take it. Once I kill you, the people of Areseric will have to accept me. I have the cure for the chicken pox that is attacking them." Aric boosted. 

Charlie went still, his eyes narrowing as the wheels spun in his head. No one other than the immediate royal family actually knew what illness was causing the plague. 

"When did you arrive?" he growled as he feinted left and managed to grab the wizard by the front of his shirt. "When the hell did you sneak back onto Venus? Are you the son of bitch responsible for the deaths of my people!" When the other man just stared at him, Charlie drew his fist back and slugged the other wizard in the mouth.

Aric laughed weakly after he spit out a mouth full of blood. 

"Finally figuring that one out?" Aric gloated before he struck out with his power. As close as Charlie was, there was no way to avoid it. He shook with the extra energy that flooded his system. He let go of Aric with a cry. His entire body felt as if he was going to explode. 

He dropped to his knees as the electric surge of magic bounced around his cells. He was barely aware of Master Iason dropping down next to him. 

"You have to release the extra energy, Charles. Focus it and push it out of your body." he told him. Then he gone as Aric pushed him away from Charlie. He dropped down next to Charlie. 

"What's wrong, big guy. A little to much energy running around your system." he taunted. "It sucks to be powerless, doesn't it?" 

"Who said I was powerless?" Charlie growled and for the first time ever he lashed out with his new found abilities. Aric flew off of him and landed next to Kat and Elena. 

Charlie rolled to his feet, every inch the pissed off Vindexcis warrior. This man dare to threaten him, his people, even his chosen! He lashed out with his power, only to pale as Aric ducked and the bolt struck the women.

* * * * * 

Kat shoved as hard as she could and pushed the other woman into an upright position. There was a thud beside them, then Elena arched up twisted in agony. Kat drew a deep breath as air flooded her starved lungs. 

"No!" Aric yelled, as he turned and picked up Elena, his eyes filled with tears.

"Help her!" he pleaded with Kat as she slowly sat up. Kat looked over at her mother. 

"Why?" she asked numbly as she crawled over to where Aric was holding Elena.

"Because you have...have everything...everything I always wanted...heal...heal me," Elena gasped.

Kat stared at her mother. Everything that her mother had ever done came back to haunt her. But in the end, it wasn't enough to make her wish 'death' on her. Leaning down, she placed her hands on Elena and sent healing warmth through her. Elena gasped in relief as the warmth flooded her damaged body and repaired the injuries. 

Kat leaned back and watched as Aric helped her mother to her feet. She breathed heavily as tremors gripped her body. She felt every ache and pain while her shoulder was burning like hades. She reached behind her and felt the shaft of wood that was buried in her. She winced for she was going to have to have it removed before she could heal it. And at the moment she didn't think that she even had the energy to heal a hang nail, let alone a wound as severe as her own. 

"Ah, Hellkat, what trouble have you got yourself into this time," Charlie groused as he knelt down next to her. Kat smiled at him briefly, as he pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. She smiled weakly as he brushed a kiss across her lips. As usual pleasure streaked through her. He smiled in return as he pulled back and helped her to her feet. 

"Stop right there." Elena said coldly. She stood next to Aric with a gun in her hand.

"You still want to kill her after she just saved your life?" Charlie asked in disbelief.

"She's a bastard." Elena laughed maniacally, "she doesn't even know who her father was. She was nothing more than a means to an end. I regret the day that you were even born!" she yelled at Kat. "It's too bad, that your father never claimed you. You would have been the reigning Princess of Sandova. Pity, that fate is such a bitch, Katrina; now it looks likae I will be taking your spot as the Queen of Areseric after I kill you and that boy." she said referring to Charlie. "I wonder, will it only take one bullet to kill both of you? Will history repeat itself, King Charles? Will another chosen die in your arms. But rumor is that this time you will not be so lucky and escape the same fate." she taunted just before she squeezed the trigger. Charlie reacted instantly placing his body between Kat and her mother.

Before the bullet could reach Charlie's sheild, it paused in mid-air as Master Iason stood next to it. He looked over at his daughter who still held the smoking gun, deep regret filling his eyes. He reached out and turned the bullet around towards Elena. 

She stared at him angrily. 

"You wouldn't dare, Dad. You left Venus to stay with me. I'm your little girl and you love me." she taunted.

"Yes, I love my little girl, Elena; but whatever was left of Elenora is gone. In her place I see a cold, manuplative woman that will never be happy. My daughter never would have hurt another person - she was a healer. She was loved by both her mother and I - and now she's gone." He finished before releasing the spell that held the bullet in midair.

"NO!" * * * * * Kat watched in horror as the bullet ment to kill her struck Elena in the chest. Elena groaned and sagged into her husband's arms. Aric slid down to the ground holding his wife. 

"No. Not my Elena." he cried as he looked up at Charie with hatred. 

Charlie stared back at him with pity. It was obvious, even though Elena wasn't a good person,that Aric cared deeply for her. 

Suddenly Aric grabbed his chest. Under the white shirt blood spread.

"What?" he gasped as he stared at his hands in disbelief. 

"She was your chosen - you were bonded." Charlie guessed. 

"But you..." Aric protested.

"My power didn't choose to bond with Deanna, Aric. So I survived. Ironic isn't it?"

"What?" Aric gasped.

"That you are going to suffer the fate that you wished on me." Charlie said softly as the other man fell foward onto his chosen's body, dead.

"Well, at least that saves me from killing him," Gracie said as she and Rand finally made it onto the stage.

* * * * * 

The next few moments were chaotic as Arianna was brought to the stage to care for Kat and the two bodies were hastily removed. 

Kat winced as Arianna pulled the wood out of her shoulder. 

"Shh," Charlie soothed as he held her while Arianna worked on her. 

"It burns," Kat gasped as Arianna placed a healing hand over the wound. 

"Just a moment longer." She told Kat as the burning intensified. Kat sighed with relief as the pain disappeared. She slumped in Charlie's arms. 

"It's finished." Arianna said as she stood. She walked to the center of the stage, where Master Iason joined her. 

"She is healed!" Arianna called out to the quiet crowd. A murmur filled the room as everyone sighed in relief. 

"And I would like to present my granddaughter, and daughter of Elenora the healer and King William of Sandova." Master Iason's voice rang with pride and love. 

* * * * * 

Philip knelt down next to Kat and Charlie. He stared at the other man. 

"May I?" Philip asked before helping Kat to her feet.

"You're her brother. No harm-no foul." Charlie said. He grabbed Philip's arm. "But the next time you try to hurt my chosen, I'll hunt you down."

"Understood." Philip said as he took Kat's arm and led her over to Arianna and Jason.

"And my sister, Katrina, the Lady with the Healing Hands." Philip shouted as he presented his sister to the crowd. The clamorous cheer went up that had Kat's ears ringing. She had finally found a home. 



Healer's Touch Ch. 24



The long awaited bonding ceremony has finally arrived! It was a long time coming as far as the writer is concerned.  But I finally finished it. I still have one final chapter to write to tie up some loose ends.  Thanks to all that have followed this series. As usual my characters ran off with the story once more. I was expecting this to be as long as Magic Touch but I didn't expect it to be longer...lol.  Anyway, let me know how I did.

After Kat had been recognized by the Aresericans as one of their own, the stage was set up for the Transfer of Power Ceremony.  Kat watched as King Mica and Queen Aria prepared for the Transfer.  There was a hushed awe as the people of Areseric waited for the ceremony to begin.  Kat watched as Rand and Gracie once more returned to the stage. She watched them approach the small altar that had been draped with a beautiful brocade covering. She held her breath, as on one side Mica and Aria stood, while Rand and Gracie approached and then knelt, on the other side of the altar, facing Mica and Aria.  

At her side, Charles traced his thumb across the palm of her right hand. She shivered  as pleasure raced through her body. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.  He grinned back at her.

Stop that!

Why?

It's rather distracting and I want to see this.

I'd rather see you naked...and riding me.

Charlie! Kat scolded as heat flared even higher. She tried to concentrate on the ceremony occurring in front of her. 

Can you imagine that, Hellkat? My naked skin rubbing against yours while you enjoy my entire body?

Charlie, stop it! 

I can but I hope you are ready for our bonding, because I don't think I am going to be able to stop once I start. I want you that bad, Katrina.  My body is telling me to claim you and it's not very happy about the delay. 

Kat moaned softly as his deep growl filled her head.  

"Quit teasing me, damnit." she whispered softly next to him.

Charlie brought her hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss to her palm. Kat nearly melted with pleasure as his lips parted and his tongue traced a wet pattern on her skin. She moaned softly again - the pleasure was so intense!

He smiled and shushed her as the ceremony began. 

* * * * *

King Mica smiled reassuringly at his son as the ceremony to transfer the rule of Venus began.  Arianna stood on one side of the altar while Clara stood on the other, as each woman represented a certain sect in the Venusian culture; Arianna represented the healer sect while Clara represented the precognitive sect. Their ceremonial duty was to give their blessings to the future King and Queen of Venus.  

"I, King Mica deCarthwright, am honored on this day to relinquish my rule to my son, Randall, the Prince of Venus. He has proved himself to be a kind and generous leader to the people of Trila. He is strong in magic yet grounded in the belief that his people come first.  He is husband, a father, and a powerful wizard. I am grateful to pass on the noble legacy of our family to him." Mica said in a deep and steady voice. As he did, he knelt down in front of Rand facing him on the other side of the altar.

"And, I, Queen Aria deCarthwright, am relieved to pass on the mantle of Queen, to my daughter by marriage, Grace deCarthwright. She is steady as a rock, while still managing to keep my son on his toes," she paused as laughter filled the amphitheater, "She will help guide Venus into the future with a strong and steady hand. She is a wife, mother and a witch that has no limits, other than the ones that she imposes on herself.  She has shown with her love of Rand and her children that she is a kind and caring woman. She has also shown mercy for those that have scorned her, when no mercy should have ever been expected. I am proud to give my crown, this day, to her."  Aria followed her husband's example and knelt down facing Gracie.

"I have seen many prophesies in my lifetime," Clara began in a strong voice. "but none that have left me shaking my head in amazement and disbelief, as has Grace and Randall's. From the very beginning they have been joined yet separate.  I can testify to the fact that Randall is a very patient man - and that my niece is a very headstrong woman. But in the end, what was separate is now joined together and is much stronger for it. At this time and in this place - the future I see now is a good and strong one. There will be trials and tribulations for them; but in the end, they will overcome whatever comes their way with the same love and devotion that has kept them together for the last twenty years.  From childhood - to young wizard and witch - to fully bonded chosens, they are your King and Queen."  A cheer filled the air as Clara knelt down facing Arianna. 

Arianna waited for the crowd to quiet once more before she rose and began to speak.  

"I have the grave but pleasant duty of blessing Prince Randall and Princess Grace as they assume their rightful places on the throne.  As a healer I see into the person without any shields or barriers of any kind. I can see the deep love and devotion that Randall and Grace have for each other; but under that, I see an even deeper devotion to our planet.  To the land itself.  They will insure that our way of life continues on. That our land prospers even in time of need. They will be the 'fertilizer' that Venus needs to continue to thrive into the future. My blessing is given with great love and the deepest respect to these two young people who are and will be the life blood of our planet.  Arise King Randall and Queen Grace! Your planet has accepted you as the beginning of the next phase of it's life." Arianna's voice swelled as a white light enveloped the altar and the couple that was kneeling in front of it. She, too, then knelt again facing Clara. The light intensified and the new King and Queen rose.

A gasp of wonderment filled the air as the light slowly faded and in its soft rays stood King Randall and Queen Grace.  In front of them, Rand's parents knelt offering their oath to the new king and queen. On either side, both the healer and the oracle were offering their blessing. Tears of joy filled Kat's eyes as she watched Gracie walk around the altar and gently pull her mother by marriage to her feet. 

"There is no need for that, QueenMother. Even as I am now Queen of Venus, you, Aria will always be Queen to me. As you will mold and guide me in the correct direction - for from this day forward - you will be the Advisor to the Queen of Venus."  Gracie said in a firm and steady voice.

A gasp came from first Mica and then the crowd. The queen had never acknowledged her advisor in the past. The advisor had always worked behind closed doors. With Gracie's acknowlegment, she had just made Aria the first Official Queen's Advisor in the  history of Venus. 

"Gracie, you once more have stolen my thunder." Rand said. "But I cannot blame you. And, Dad, if you thought that you were going to fade into the background, I am sorry to tell you that I cannot allow that. I hope that you are here to help me and our planet for many years to come." Rand said as he embraced his father.  The crowd roared it's approval as the new king and queen left the stage followed by his parents and then both Arianna and Clara. The First part of the Renewal Festival was over and the Second part would begin as the Moon began to rise.  

* * * * * 

As Arianna praised the moon for it's powerful influence - Kat was ready to shoot it out of the damn sky. As dusk approached the need to 'rape' her mate was growing ever stronger.  Even standing ten feet away from him, she could smell his scent on the gentle breeze.  It was unique to him...a scent of musk and a spice all his own. It teased her - it tempted her - it drove her mad until she was ready to drag him to the nearest closet and have her way with him.  

Kat impatiently watched the ending of the Renewal Ceremony. In the center of the amphitheater, Arianna joined by several other healers, finished the ceremony by scattering a special blend of herbs and incense into the wind. It was tradition to have the healers bless the land for a fruitful harvest and the renewal of life that it brought.  

The healers' voices rose one more time before falling silent. Kat gasped in awe as the Sun set and the first stars peeked out; and then watched, again impatiently, for the moon to appear. Since arriving on Venus, she had not understood this moon's existance. She knew that from Earth, no moon of Venus was visible; she had been deeply shocked when it had appeared on her first night's stay at the palace in Trila. Rand had tried to explain it to her, but the scientific jargon of 'it' was beyond her comprehension.  Evidently the first wizards of Venus had captured a comet somehow, and trapped it between the land and the shield that protected the entire planet.  But none of the wizards had expected the side effects of having a large comet in such a close proximity. The first mezclar and it's resulting bondings had been quite a shock to all of Venus. But they eventually had quit trying to examine 'why' or to truly explain the 'mystery' and accepted it as a part of their unique culture.  

Arianna joined Kat as she watched the crew of men arrange around the elaborate altar a flower-bedecked trellis that gave the stage a beautiful setting.  She locked eyes with Charlie who was supervising the process.  Heat flared deep in his eyes and Kat caught her breath as she started to move towards him.  

"Oh no you don't," Arianna scolded as she stepped between Kat and her son. "There will be none of that! If I have to wait - so do you." 

Kat focused on her 'soon to be' mother. She could tell by the tense line of her shoulders that she too was feeling the overwhelming effects of the mezclar.   As her grandfather joined the two women, Kat gave him a small smile. It was as much of  a smile as her over-strung nerves would allow. 

"Are you ready to get married?" Jason asked her, before taking her arm and tucking   it beneath his.  

"I don't know if I am ready or not. But I'm running out of time here, Gramps.  The moon is nearly full and this damn mezclar has me totally on edge. Is it  possible for a healer to go crazy from extreme lust?"

"I don't think so," he chuckled as led her over to the spot where they would start   the ceremony. "But I have faith in you, Kitty. Just hold it together for a little  while longer. OK?"

"I sure hope it's not misplaced, Gramps. I feel like I am try to jump out of my skin! How long do I have to wait after we are married to leave?" she asked as Charlie took his place next to King Rand. She stared at him hungrily. He was mouthwatering in his ceremonial robes.  She couldn't have asked for a better man, she realized as one of the altar boys came up to Charlie.  Charlie leaned down to listen to the child, then he smiled at him, and dug a piece of candy out of his pocket - giving it to the child before rumpling the boy's hair. The boy ran off to join his friends, and Kat knew in that moment if she hadn't already been deeply, hopelessly in love with him, she would have fallen for him right then and there.

"I hope you plan on having a lot of children, Katrina. That boy loves kids." Jason commented as music began to play, signaling the beginning of the Joining Ceremony. 

* * * * *

Charlie turned as the music swelled and he watched as his chosen was led towards him by Master Iason. He swallowed roughly as he took in the sight of her.  She looked like a princess or the queen that she was becoming. Desire flooded his system until all he could think about was picking her up and impaling her on his cock binding them together for all eternity. 

He knew logically it was the effect of the mezclar; but her image had him hard and ready. All day she had been in his thoughts until he imagined he was going to go out of his mind with need. He had been of diminishing use as the day progressed as he had barely managed to oversee the last-minute preparations for the final festival.  

He smiled down at her, as she joined him in front of King Rand.  She smiled back before turning her attention to Rand.  

How long does this damn thing last? she asked him.

Patience, Hellkat. It will be done quickly. The actual bonding ceremony isn't very long. Unlike your Earth weddings, the bonding ceremony is very quick. The need that is experienced by the bonded couple doesn't allow for all the pomp and celebration that you are accustomed to. The celebration comes after.

After?...WHAT AFTER?

After we complete the bonding ritual and satifsy the demands of the mezclar

Rand's voice as he started the ceremony broke through to them and they both turned their attention to him.  And as Charlie had promised - the actual ceremony was quick. Before Kat could comprehend it, Rand was asking for the binding cloth. As Arianna held it out to the King, she felt a surge in the powers of her chosen. She risked a quick glance  at him, and nearly moaned. Once more his green eyes had gone silver and his power  shown brightly under the combined but controlled desire and need. 

"As King of Venus, I bless this cloth with bonds of the chosen," he said in a clear voice.  He took Kat's right hand and Charlie's left one.  Joining them together in front of him, he smiled reassuringly at Kat.  He slowly wrapped the cloth around their wrists.  

Charlie took a deep breath and nearly groaned.  The nylon of the joining cloth that he had chosen was causing his powers to flair; and the scent of the 'mellitus sensus', in the small bouquet Kat was carrying, was already tugging on both of them and inflaming them even more. 

"Relax," Rand said softly as he finished tying the nylon around their joined hands. "It's almost done."

Kat swallowed roughly as she nodded. She could feel the power that was surging wildly though Charlie -it mirrored the turmoil within her. Deep inside herself, she could feel her own new powers rising to meet his. They needed to hurry this up, she thought frantically.  Her control over her own power was shaky at best. What was she going to do if Charlie lost control of his?

You won't loose control, Sister.  I have faith in you. 

Philip? How...

When I released your power, it forged a pathway for us to communicate. It's much like the one that you have with Charlie.  Now, Sister, focus on Rand and you will be fine.

* * * * *

Philip stood at the edge of the crowd and watched as Rand completed the Joining Ceremony. He could already feel the back wash of their joining. Healer Arianna hadn't lied; he was going to be in for a long week.  He had contracted a priestess that would be able to help him through the fall out; and although he hated the idea of having to pay a woman to sleep with him, he couldn't ask a complete stranger to let him use her in such a manner. Priestess Zarita had come highly recommended by certain people. Because of the urgency of this situation,in fact, he had an appointment with her in less than a hour.  

"I, now, am happy to present to the people of Areseric, your King Charles and his new chosen, Queen Katrina." Rand said in a loud voice. The crowd all fell to their knees  in respect as Charlie led Kat back down the aisle. They paused next to Councilman Dean.  Philip couldn't tell what Charlie had said to him; but he stood and tugged Arianna to the aisle and then up to the altar. Philip shook his head and laughed as the Joining Ceremony for the King's advisor and his mother started.  

"What's so funny?" Kat asked Phillip as she and Charlie stopped next to him.  

"Nothing really. You had to make sure that he made an honest woman out of her?" Philip asked Charlie.

"Yep. My mother has been running from him for a long time. I wanted to make sure that she didn't slip through his fingers again." Charlie said hoarsely as his body cotinued to tremble. It was obvious his longing to see his mother bonded was fighting with the stronger desire for his chosen. 

Fortunately for them, Arianna and Dean's joining was as quick as Kat's and Charlie's; and very soon the older couple were hurrying down the aisle towards them. It seemed that Dean was even less patient than Charlie, or he simply wasn't resisting the mezclar.

"Charlie what are you doing here - why are you waiting?" Arianna asked as they joined her son and new daughter. 

"I just wanted to make sure that you did it. Congratulations Mom." Charlie said deeply as he briefly hugged his mother, before she moved onto Kat.

"Welcome to the family, Katrina." Arianna whispered as she hugged her. "Now, take that stubborn son of mine and put him out of his misery." she joked as Stephan pulled on their joined hands. It was obvious that he was more than ready to put Arianna out of her "misery". "I'm coming, I'm coming." she laughed.

"Not yet you're not. But soon," Stephan promised as he dragged Arianna off toward   his palace quarters. 

Kat giggled and just shook her head until Charlie leaned down and scooped her up in a fireman's carry and started back to the second floor of the palace where his suite was located. She shrieked in a very unlady-like manner as her right arm was pulled back slightly while his left arm was holding her legs against his chest.

"Put me down, you fool! I can walk." She protested, wiggling and trying to slide back down him. The people around them cheered with great understanding as they left.

"I'll put you down when we reach our suite," he said before he slapped her backside  with his free hand and kept it there to still her wiggling. 

* * * * *

Arianna giggled as Stephan pinned her to the closed door.  Her giggles turned into moans as he grabbed a handful of her robes,pulled them up to her waist, then buried  his fingers in her wet slippery folds. 

"Stephan!" she cried as his fingers pushed her closer to the edge. She had been on  the verge of coming all day.  She sailed over the edge as his thumb brushed over her aching clit. Her climax shook them both as they braced against the doors. 

"That's right, Ari. Come for me baby," he growled against the side of her neck. He kept toying with her clit while he whispered a soft spell that caused all of their clothes, other than the cloth binding their wrists, to disappear. "This first time is going to be fast, Ari. I can't wait." he said between gritted teeth. Lifting her leg, he hooked it over his free arm as he positioned himself at her entrance and then paused for a moment as he fought for control.  

"Dean!" she wailed as he held himself poised on the verge of entering her.

"I love you, Ari!" he hissed as he slid deep inside her with one thrust. They both cried out in reaction.  "Lift!" He said as he tried to reach down with their joined hands to pull her other thigh up.  She eagerly wrapped her other leg around him as  he began to move.  He moaned raggedly as he moved strongly between her thighs. He smiled tightly as he listened her gasps and moans. 

"Stephan, I need..." she panted as she fought for her release. 

"What? What do you need?" He asked his eyes dark with desire as he surged rhythmically inside of her.

"More!" She cried as she wrapped her free arm around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers.  She frantically thrust her tongue inside, to tangle with his.  

Stephan growled and returned her deep kiss as he moved away from the door.  Holding her steady - he backed towards the bed.   Falling back on it, he kept her impaled and continued to thrust up inside of her delicate body.  

Arianna tore her mouth away from his and cried out.  

"Sit up," he growled as he used their joined hands to gently press her into an upright position.  She drew a deep breath as he slid deeper. "Yes!" he groaned and pressed  his head back against the bed.  




Healer's Touch Ch. 24



"Finish it!" Arianna gasped as the 'coil within her' wound tighter. She needed for   the fire to be leashed by the bindings of her chosen. He had to leash this fire  before it burned her alive!  

"So good," he grated as he lifted their joined hands to brush the underside of her breast.  "Feel yourself, Ari. So soft. So beautiful." He raised his other hand and cupped her other breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. She tensed as pleasure raced from her sensitive nipples to her aching womanhood; she shuddered when he tugged on it gently. Just when she thought she would go over the edge - he stopped!  

"Damn you, Dean. Finish it!" she cried in frustration.  She needed to come! She needed the bonding complete.  He smiled up at her before rolling her under him.  Raising up over her, he coaxed her legs over his shoulders.  

"Finish it? Such a demanding wench. Is this going to be what I should expect for the rest of our lifes?" he asked as he slowly slid in and out of her.

"Yes!" she screamed at him as she arched up under him.  

"Maybe a lession in asking is required then..." he groaned as he moved faster and harder against her. His own mind was now whirling with the intense pleasure that beckoned.

"No..." she cried as she felt the peak approaching.  They were in the wrong position. She needed to be on top to complete the bonding. In this position, she could come, he could come - but it wouldn't leash the fire!  

"Oh fuck!" he groaned as he started to hammer against her. He was past the point of "no return".

"Dean, please!" she begged trying to flip him over.  Then all of her strength left her when his power began to caress her nipples and clit. She screamed as his orgasm slammed into her triggering her climax too.  Above her, Stephan groaned and slammed as deep as he could, his seed bathing her inner core. 

* * * * *

Philip shook his head as he watched his new brother throw his sister over his shoulder. He couldn't help but laugh as he heard her protesting Charlie's behavior. His laughter died when he felt a hand on his arm.  He turned to see Clara staring at him.

"Yes?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at the elderly woman. 

"Beware of the woman that satisfies your need. She shall change your future," Clara said mysteriously but wisely before turning and disappearing back into the crowd.

"What the hell was that supposed to mean?" he said aloud. Shaking his head, he  glanced at his watch. It was time for him to meet Priestess Zarita.

* * * * *

Kat swallowed nerviously as Charlie set her down inside of his chambers and then lead her into the huge bedroom.  She wasn't accustomed to his rooms yet, but she supposed that she was going to have to become accustomed. She glanced around the inner chamber, her gaze drawn to the large bed in the center of it. The bedding had been pulled back in prepartion for their coming night. She turned to look up at Charlie and was surprised to see the need and uncertainty in his 'silver' eyes.  

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" she asked as she brought their joined hands to her lips. 

"I don't want to scare you but the first time will be...fast. And according to the  book that you gave me, Earth women are accustomed to long foreplay. I don't know if   I will be able to give that to you the first time. So please be patient with me."   he said his voice hoarse - almost shaking in intensity.

Kat couldn't help but giggle.  When she had given him the "Kama Sutra", she had meant  it as a joke...not a guideline of her expectations.

"Oh, Charlie, I don't expect you to do even half of those things." 

"I will, next time." he promised hoarsely as he reached out and lifted her high enough to kiss her lips. When he lifted his head, he growled softly.  

"What's wrong, now?" she asked. 

"Too many clothes." he said as he started tugging on the outer layers of the elaborate ceremonial robes that they both wore.  

"How would a normal bonded couple take them off?" she whispered in his ear.

"A spell." he growled again as he tipped his head back and she trailed kisses down his throat, from his ears to the hollow of his neck.

"Then perform it." She said as she trailed her fingers down his chest. "I can't wait to see this gorgeous body 'nude' again. Once we get this bonding thing out of the way, I plan on exploring every single inch of you."

He muttered deeply as the words of the spell flew out of his mouth. In an instant both of them were nude and Kat gasped as he tugged her over to the bed. He plopped down on it and then stretched out on his back before he pulled her across him.  

"I need you on top of me." he rumbled as he arranged her across his hard body.  Kat swallowed nervously when she felt his erection trapped between their bodies. She had never had a man as large as him. Her one and only time, a boy in college, hadn't even been half the size of her chosen and that was years ago.  

"Don't worry. I won't hurt you, Hellkat." he groaned as he cupped one bare breast  with his palm. She whimpered as pleasure, hot and pure fire, ran through her veins   to settle deep inside of her.  She could feel her juices already beginning to flow.

* * * * *

Philip gritted his teeth as he arrived at the designated room in the chapel building.  He hoped that Priestess Zarita was ready. He didn't know if she was familiar with his situation but he sure hoped she was.  He was ready to bury himself deep inside her already; nothing in his past had prepared him for the overwhelming need and desires   he was currently feeling.  

He sat down on the low bed and waited for Zarita to arrive. He whisked his clothes away with nary a thought. Maybe, it would be better if he took the edge off before this unknown woman arrived. He reached between his legs and firmly grabbed his cock... smoothing his hand up and down, he sighed as pleasure raced along his senstive flesh.  As he captured a bead of wetness from his tip, he smoothed it down his shaft, then grunted as another sharp surge of pleasure raced through him. If this is how he felt with just his own hands - what would the Priestess's hands feel like?

* * * * *

Zarita watched from the corner. She had just finished her prayers and had finished readying herself for the week to come.  She knew that the man sitting on her bed was the new queen's brother.  He was said to have a deep link to his sister.  Hence the need for a professional pleasurer. She stifled a gasp as she saw the wizard spell his clothes away. He was gorgeous, his cock stood proud and tall between his legs and was already hard with need.  She glided forward intent on joining him, when he reached between his legs and started to masturbate. Even with her many years of servitude as a pleasurer, she had never been as struck as she was now.  She was trained to take over for the client - to pleasure the client because, after all, that was what he was paying her fees for. As she approached, his fist began to fly faster. She could tell that he was already on the verge of coming. 

She quickly knelt at his feet.  A quick spell 'disappeared' her clothing too.  

"Let me help." she offered as she replaced his hand with hers. Phillip started as she moved closer - then relaxed at her first expert touch. 

* * * * *

Philip groaned deep in his throat as Zarita's hands gripped and stroked his shaft. Closing his eyes, he relished every second of it.  She was well worth the money, he thought just before she took the head of his cock into her mouth.

"Son of a bitch..."

* * * * *

Kat gritted her teeth as she gently gripped Charlie's cock. Rubbing it against her   wet but tight opening - she teased herself.

"Hellkat!" Charlie warned with a hiss.  She looked down at him. 

"Yes?" she purred before tucking the head of him inside her slippery opening.  

"Finish it!" he moaned as he bucked under her.

"Patience..." she teased as she hovered above him.  

"I'll show you patience." he hissed as he grabbed ahold of her hip with his one free hand. "This is patience." he warned as he used his power of touch to tug on her hard nipples. Using another strand of that power, he slid it between them and attached it  to her clit. 

"Charlie.....what in the hell...are you doing?" she panted as his power began to   nurse on both of her breasts.  

"Giving you a taste of what I can do for you.  Slide down on me, Hellkat and I'll show you true pleasure."

She tensed as the tendril of power between her thighs began to flick at her clit. She was on the verge of coming!  

"I'm going to..." she whimpered as she fought her climax.

* * * * *

"Let go, Katrina." Charlie coaxed. He narrowed his eyes as she continued to fight it. He used another surge of power to help lower her onto his straining cock. She moaned loudly as he slid inside of her but only a few inches deep. He cursed softly as her warm folds teased the senistive glans of his cock.  

"Charlie." she whimpered as she slid down a bit more. 

"Yes, baby?" he asked hoarsely.

"I'm gonna come.  Is it to soon?" she asked, a touch of fear in her eyes. 

"No, it's not to soon. I want you too.  What do I need to do to help you?" he asked softly.

"I...I...I need you to move. I need..." she said brokenly.

"This?" he whispered as he surged deep inside of her, using his magic to help her body stretch and dilate as she moved on top of him. 

"YES!" She screamed as she climaxed around him.  

"Fuck." he groaned as her sheath rhythmically squeezed and released him. His control was close to shattering.

* * * * *

Philip groaned as the temptress between his legs continued to lick and suck on him.   He could feel his balls tightening. He was going to come! 

"I need..." he gasped. Through the link with Kat - he could tell that they were close to finishing their 'bonding' ceremony.  "I need to be inside of you." he pleaded.

"Oh yes." the woman said as she pushed him back and climbed on top of him. She quickly thrust herself down on him, "YES!", she screamed as her orgasm hit her.  * * * * * Zarita panted as she attempted to regain her breath. She couldn't believe that with one single stroke, the wizard had brought her to a screaming climax. She had been told only her chosen would ever be able to do that with her.  

The blood drained from her face as she looked down at the man's face for the first time. 

"Oh No!," she gasped as she recognized the face of her former betrothed. She quickly tried to roll them over. If he spilled his seed in this 'astride' postition - they would bond.

"Oh yeah!" Philip growled as he wrapped his hands around her waist and started hammering up into her womb again.  

"Philip, please." she gasped as pleasure started to swamp her again. She had to stop him - she had to get the reasons to stop through to him.

"So good!" he gasped as he pressed his head back against the bed. "Come again for me." he ordered as his power latched on to her clit.

"Tibi," she screamed as she came again.

* * * * *

Charlie soothed Kat's back as she lay trembling on his chest - her orgasm having wiped her out. He was still hard and aching, but even as much as he wanted to thrust and thrust until he spilled his seed deep inside of her, he had to talk to her before he did.

"Shhhh, everything is okay, Hellkat. I need you to decide on something very important for me - really for both of us."

Kat opened her eyes and pushed up enough to stare at him. 

"You want me to decide on something at this moment," she gasped as her movement caused him to flex inside of her.

"Yes..." he said between gritted teeth, his hand flying down to grip her hip. "Don't move. We need to decide before I come, if you want to have a baby yet." 

Kat stared at him in disbelief. 

"You are asking me this, NOW?"

"Yeah. I need to know if you want to have my baby. My first wife didn't."       he said between clenched teeth.

"What are you talking about, Charlie? If I didn't want your baby, I wouldn't have  gone off my birth control pills."

Her words set him free, and the control that Charlie had on his body snapped.  He started hammering up into his chosen's body as his cock grew even larger.

"Come with me, Katrina." he pleaded as he skated on the edge of spilling. He frantically caressed everywhere he could reach as he attempted to bring her to the  edge with him.  They had to come together so that the bonding would take place!

"Charles!" she gasped as her body trembled on the edge of an intense orgasm. "I need you too..." She pleaded.

"Come!" He said as she started to spasm around him... this time carrying him with her. He pressed his heels to the bed and arched violently under her, driving himself in as deeply as he could.  

"YES!" she screamed as the bonds of chosens snapped in place. Under her, Charlie gasped as he too felt their bonds tighten around them.  

"Finally," he sighed as they slipped down together into the peace that was that    much deeper and more profound after their intense orgasms.

* * * * *

Tibi

Philip's eyes flew open. He hadn't heard that endearment since he had been banished.  He locked his eyes on 'Zarita' for the first time. Recognition flooded through him...Sara! He quickly reached up, intending on rolling over with her.  

But his good intentions fell to the wayside as Kat's bonding with Charlie flared through their shared link. Their passions exploded in his mind and he responded.  

"Sara!" he gasped as he exploded, thrusting wildly into his former betrothed.

On top of him, Zarita screamed as she once more climaxed. Philip hissed as he felt the 'bonds of the chosen' ensnare him. Pleasure screamed through his system once more;  and he desperately clutched Zarita's hips, as he spasmed helplessly against her. 

He gasped as he tried to come to terms with the fact that he had just bonded himself to his former betrothed.  He pushed his anger down and decided to deal with her betrayal after their week was up.  It wouldn't matter how many times he fucked her now...     the damage had been already been done.

* * * * *

Zarita sighed as she slumped over her chosen's chest.  She didn't dare look at him;  she wasn't going to break the spell that was wrapped around them. She knew he would be angry, and her tender heart couldn't take another rejection from this man - not yet.

"Sara, baby. Why didn't you tell me." Philip asked softly as tugged on her chestnut colored hair.

"I didn't know until it was too late." she whispered, her soft voice catching.

"We'll deal with this when this is done." he said gruffly as he swelled inside of her once more. 

She moaned softly as he rolled her under him this time - and they made love again.



Healer's Touch Ch. 25



Thanks to everyone that has read Healer's Touch. It is hard to believe that I have finished Kat and Charlie's story. A special thanks of course to Gloria for taking the time to edit my work and the late night phone calls to help me when I have writer's block. Now that it's finished I'd love to hear any feedback on the how I did. Thanks.

Arianna whimpered as her new husband pulled her under the steady fall of pleasantly hot water. She should be sated, but her hunger still was as sharp as it had been when they had first entered Dean's quarters the day before. She had pleaded and pleaded with him to finish it - to complete their bond. But as of yet, he had mated with her in every position but the one that was guaranteed to leash the fire once and for all. 

"How much longer are you going to torment me?" she asked him as the steamy water soaked her hair and ran down her exquisitely sensitive body. There wasn't a part of him that he hadn't touched, nibbled, or licked. 

"Torment you?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at her. "And here I thought I was being a considerate husband by loving you so thoroughly." 

She glared at him as she pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. Dean laughed before pulling her into his arms. She stifled a moan as she felt his hard erection against her abdomen. 

He sighed in pleasure as the water beat down on them. He slid his arm between her legs before using it for leverage, as pulling it up parted her thighs and exposed her soft tender flesh to the warm spray of water. Ari gasped as the rushing water teased her folds. 

"Dean," she whimpered as he dipped his head and sucked on the shell of her ear. 

"I want you, Arianna. I want to take you right here in our shower. I want to make love to you, to feel the water sliding over us hot and steamy while I slide into you from below." he said hoarsely into her ear, as he turned them towards the beating spray. Ari shivered as the hot water now ran down between their bodies. "Do you want that, baby? Do you want the same thing I do?" he growled as he nibbled on her shoulder.

"Yes, oh, yes!" she sighed as he sank down onto the heated floor of the shower, dragging her down with him. He reached between their bodies and positioned himself. He stared up at her with hungry eyes. 

"Look at me," he coaxed. She opened her eyes and looked down at him. She could see the flush on his cheeks both from the heat of the water and his desires.

"What?" she panted as she wriggled against him. 

"I love you. Do you love me, Ari?" he asked his expression tense with desire and hope. 

"Love you?" she gasped as the head of his cock entered her. 

"Yeah." he said between clenched teeth. When she wiggled and slid down another inch, his breath hissed out of his lungs. "Answer me!"

"Dean, I need you to finish it! I can't stand this." she begged as she tried to bring him deeper inside of her. 

"Then give me what I want," he coaxed. She shook her head as he sank to the hilt inside of her. He glared at her before shifting on to his side, taking her with him. As he had each time that she had denied his request through the night; he would give her release but would not complete the bonding process.

"No!" she pleaded as she realized his intent. "We need to complete it! I can't take any more! Please Stephan, I love you. YES I love you completely!" 

"Finally!" he moaned as he rolled back on to his back, dragging her with him. He reached up and squeezed one of her nipples as he arched under her, driving even deeper inside of her. 

"Yes!" she squealed as she felt their bonds enveloping them. Under her, he thrust furiously as they both skated on the edge of release. She panted as she met each of his thrusts, for she was nearing her breaking point. She could tell he was near climaxing as well - she had begun to recognize his own telltale signs of impending release. His hands always tightened on her, his eyes always locked on to hers. She had never seen a man keep his eyes open at the moment of his release. 

"Arianna," he pleaded as he fought to bring both of them through the bonding. She caught her breath as the tension inside of her finally snapped. She screamed while the violent surges of pleasure coursed through her. She was vaguely aware of Stephan reaching his own peak under her. When the bonds wrapped tightly around her, she sobbed in relief. Through their link she could feel Stephan's pleasure and relief as he, too, relished the deep total bond that they now shared. 

She collapsed forward and lay supine on his chest, then sighed shakily as the water continued to tease her back. 

"Thank you, baby." Stephan said against the top of her head. "I know how badly you need to be in control." 

"Hmmm." she mumbled as she enjoyed the relaxing warmth of the water.

"Why did you resist me so long, baby? Is it that hard to admit that you love me?" he asked as he used his powers to gently rub her all over.

"Now, why would I give you the upper hand, Mr. Dean?" she sassed as she raised her head off his chest.

"You little brat!" he laughed as he lightly slapped her bottom with his free hand. "All this was just a scheme to drive me out of mind!"

"Maybe." she said mysteriously. 

"I can see life is never going to be boring with you," he said with a contented sigh.

"Nope!" she agreed as she laid her head back down. 

* * * * * *

The Final Day of the Mezclar 

Kat lay on her side and watched Charlie as he slept. He looked so relaxed - his face at peace as he slumbered. She could still see the power that was inherent to him; she didn't think anything would ever diminish that...he wore it like a mantle. She reached up traced a finger across his cheek. He didn't even have a five o'clock shadow. Adding up the little differences amazed her; she was used to seeing Earthling men – they had facial hair and hair on their bodies. She glanced down at his chest - even there he had no hair, she mused. She gently rubbed the heavy muscles on his chest.

"Hmmmmm, that feels wonderful, Hellkat." he rumbled sleepily. 

"You feel wonderful." she said with a sigh as she draped a leg over his thigh and let their joined hands lie across his chest. It had taken some getting used to, she thought, as she stared at the bonds that kept them joined. She wasn't sure what she was going to do when the nylon cord was removed. 

"Our bonds will still be there, sweetheart; the physical bonds have been replaced by the bond of our love for each other. There can be no 'me' without you, Katrina. You are part of my soul. Just as I am yours."

She looked up at him, with tears in her eyes. 

"Oh hell, I said the wrong thing again. I didn't mean to make you cry! What can I do to fix it?" Charlie asked his face showing his dismay.

"Make love to me." She requested as the tears streaked down her face.

His eyes flared and once again the silver that she loved was present. She sobbed softly with pleasure as he rolled them onto their sides, lifted her leg and slid into her slowly-deeply. 

"Oh Hellkat!" he groaned as her sheath stroked him in response. "I love you." 

* * * * * *

The next morning dawned bright and sunny. Kat sat on Charlie's lap on the glider that he had installed just for her on their wide private balcony. They watched as the sun slowly crept into the night sky and chased the stars away. She smiled with pleasure as the sun caressed her face. 

Charlie rested his head against hers as a warm breeze filled with scent of the mellitus sensus drifted around them. Kat sighed in pleasure and marveled as she felt Charlie's powers surge within him.

"Thank you." she said huskily. 

"Hmmmm - you're welcome. But for what?" he asked as he gathered her closer. 

"Charlie, we have to talk about Pati and Jonathan. I think I know how to heal her but I am going to need your help," she replied after a moment.

"Gladly. I trained with Jonathan; I hate to see him torn up like this over his wife's condition. Besides it's a terrible way for any one to live - being addicted to raz-ice." 

"I'm glad that you feel that way. Because what I propose is going to be very intimate, and in addition, I would like to have your mother and Councilman Dean present to observe."

"Really? Why?" Charlie asked curiously.

"Because if this works on Pati, think of how many others it could help that have been fighting the addiction with no relief or remedy in sight." 

"I trust you, Hellkat. You would never do anything that would intentionally hurt us or anyone else." 

* * * * * *

Kat and Charlie stood in front of Rand once more as many of the members of his kingdom gathered. The huge outdoor arena was crowded; it seemed that everyone wanted to see that their King and Queen had survived the mezclar and that Charlie had actually bonded with his new queen. 

Rand greeted both couples warmly as he stepped back he examined them carefully. He first spoke to Arianna and Dean.

"Did it work, Stephan. Do you finally have what you have been chasing for so many years?" 

"Yes, King Randall. I can safely say that Ari and I have bonded completely. I had a bit of fight on my hands. But I knew I was going to." He looked over at his wife and lifted their joined hands and kissed her fingers. "But in the end she's become mine and I've become hers." 

"Good!" Rand said with pleasure. "Extend your hands, Councilman Dean and Healer Arianna." 

Arianna and Dean offered their bonded hands to the King. He chanted a spell and the silk binding unraveled and fell to the floor. 

"I now present the bonded pair of Stephan and Arianna." Rand called out as they turned and faced the people of Areseric." The applause filled the amphitheater where the severing of the binds was being held.

Rand turned back and faced the royal couple in front of him. He focused on Kat.

"Did you find your "dream man" Katrina?" he asked.

Kat smiled beautifully. "Oh, yes. He led me on quite the chase but I got my man." 

"Good. You are an extraordinary woman, and I hope your chosen realizes what a rare find he has in you." 

"He does!" Charlie assured him.

"And you, Charles. Are you still angry with me?" Rand asked with a twinkle in his eye.

Charlie replied softly – his voice for Rand alone. "No. But if you ever try do something as high handed as that again, Your Majesty, I will kick your royal ass." 

"You think that you can? Your powers are new. Maybe in a few years you will be able to." Rand said with a chuckle. "So we are agreed that your bonding has taken place? That you BOTH are bonded physically, emotionally and magically?"

"Yes." they said in unison.

"Good. It's been a long time coming for both of you." Rand said as he took their joined hands and held them between his hands. He chanted the spell to release them. This time instead of the nylon falling to the floor as expected - both Katrina and Charles cried out as the fabric transformed and a bright flare flashed through the clearing. When it died down, Rand stared in disbelief at them. 

"What happened?" Kat asked warily as her wrist tingled.

"Oops. I forgot to warn you." The voice that was heard came from the sheepish tones of Master Iason. Kat turned towards her grandfather. 

"You forgot to what!" she scolded.

"Master Iason?" Charlie questioned softly.

Rand scowled at the Master Warrior. Jason rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. 

"I'm sorry, in all that has been and is going on, I completely forgot about the imprinting that happens when the bindings are severed between a Vindexicis couple." 

"Imprinting?" Charlie asked in a daze.

"Yes. Take a glance at your wrist, Charles." Jason encouraged.

Charlie looked down at his wrist. He gasped as he saw a brilliant, multihued band that encircled his wrist in the same pattern of the binding that had just been severed. He hesitantly touched the mark. He realized other than that skin being a bit warmer than the rest of his skin, it was seamless. There were no bumps or raised edges. It was as if...

"A living tattoo. It's just like a living tattoo." Kat whispered in awe as she touched her own identical marking. 

"Yes." he agreed as he lifted her hand to examine her smaller wrist in comparison to his. 

"It's beautiful." she whispered as both of their "tattoos" glittered and moved in the bright sunshine.

"Yes it is!" Rand agreed as he lifted both of their wrists to his lips and blessed both of them with a spell of steadfastness. 

"I, King Randall, am proud to present Areseric with it's first bonded King and Queen in forty years. King Charles and Queen Katrina, please greet your people as a bonded and chosen couple." He called out in a strong vibrant voice. Kat turned slowly as she took in the cheering people. In the last few days there had been so many things that had happened – some to question - and a lot to cheer about - now more was to come. She stepped forward to greet the people gathered for this final ceremony. 

"As my first act as your queen, I am happy to announce that I was informed today that the threat of our first plague in many years is over! All signs of the virus that caused it are gone! I am sad to say that in all 28 of our fellow countrymen and women died, but that over 1200 people were inoculated with the vaccine that was sent to us from Earth. A complete and intensive investigation, and the willingness of a pilot that had just returned to Venus to undergo deep hypnosis, revealed the source of the virus-carrying spores. This investigation has found that the wizard responsible for the release of the spores was none other than the man that died so tragically in this amphitheater a week ago. Therefore, I am delighted to say that all threat from this spore is gone." The crowd went wild once again. Kat held up her hand for silence, and the crowd quieted.

"But I want to stress, that both Charlie and I would appreciate if every Areserican would go to their local clinic and be vaccinated for this disease - in case of any future outbreak. But enough of that now...this is a celebration. I don't know about the rest of you; but I have worked up one hell of an appetite. Let's go and eat!" she called out.

* * * * * *

Kat was seated next to Charlie as the Renewal Banquet began. She watched as the servers brought out many trays piled high – each was full of delicious fragrant foods - and more trays with goblets of the finest wines for the adults and sparkling juice for the children. Next to her at the Head Table, Charlie brought her hand to his lips. 

"Happy?" he asked as the servers brought forth their plates covered with delicious food. 

"Yes. A bit anxious about Pati and Jonathan; but I want to celebrate with our people." 

"And so we shall." he vowed as he fed her a piece of juicy succulent roasted meat.

* * * * * *

Jonathan held Pati close as they lay in bed. He was feeling pleasantly full from the feast. He had spoken briefly to Katrina before they had come up to their quarters. She had told him that if Pati decided to go through with the "cure" then he would have to keep Pati at the peak of readiness without allowing her to 'cum' throughout the night. He had to build her up to the point that her desire would far exceed the point that the 'raz-ice' affected her. Then Kat and Charlie would come to them and show them how to use the link between them to enter the multiple tiers of their bond. Once they were "IN" there - they would replace the bonds the 'raz-ice' had with bonds to each other. It would mean that the part of her psyche that the 'raz-ice' was attached to now would be forever closely linked to the corresponding part in him. The cure would create a deeper bond between them; one he wasn't sure that Pati would want to enter into with him. Its strength would restrict their movements apart even more than the bonds that normal chosens lived with. 

"Okay, what's on your mind, Jonathan. I can hear the wheels turning in your head."

"It's time to talk about the cure that Kat was telling me about," he said with a sigh.

"Okay. What is it? It can't be all that bad," she said with a reassuring smile. 

He took a deep breath and quickly explained Kat's idea.

She looked up at him in amazement. Then she burst out laughing. 

"You thought that I wouldn't want to try this possible cure because it would strengthen our bond even more than it already is?"

"Well, you are a bit independent." He said softly. "And that is a very serious thing to ask you to give up what little freedom chosens have." 

"I would gladly give up such a minor thing to be free of this damn drug, Jonathan. And I would not be giving up one freedom for another. I find MY freedom in your arms, sweetheart." 

"It would mean that you would have to let Kat and Charlie see you in such a state. And I believe that Healer Arianna and her chosen have also asked to be present. Kat believes that it will benefit others as well -- if this works and that Arianna can duplicate it in the future. Will you be able to handle having four other people in the room when we are making love?" 

She stared at him for a moment, then she smiled up at him in a very saucy manner. 

"You know that just might be a turn on. Have you ever been watched before, husband of mine?" she asked him as she ran her hand down his stomach to find him hard and waiting.

"No," he hissed through his teeth as she captured him with her hand, caressing the long length of his erection. 

"Just think of it... two other couples watching us and seeing how much we love each other. Not joining in, but letting the fact that we are screwing each other's brains out, arouse them to the point that they have to find their own private spot to get it on." she whispered in his ear as she continued to stroke him. With her other hand, she gently toyed with the long strands of hair that were running over his shoulder. She knew all his hot buttons and just loved pushing them. She knew that if she tugged on them at the right moment he would come for her. He loved having his hair played with it.

"I would like it, in fact I would love to know that another couple was receiving pleasure from watching me.",she said as she sucked and nibbled on the shell of his ear.

"Son of a bitch!" he shouted as his seed flew from the end of his exploding cock and into her waiting hand.

"Oh you are such a bad boy, Johnny." She whispered in his ear, knowing that she would pay for her little taunt. If there was anything her husband detested - it was being called anything other than Jonathan. 

"You will pay for that," Jonathan promised retribution showing in his dark eyes.

"Call Kat first and let her know that I've agreed to it - to all of it." she said as she scurried out of his reach. "I am going to take a quick shower and then I expect you to be waiting to fulfill your end of the bargain." He growled and went to lunge after her. Squealing, she ran into the bathroom and quickly locked the door behind her. Placing a hand on her stomach she looked at herself in the mirror. 

"I just want the best for my babies," she whispered to them. "You need a whole mother, and not one addicted to 'raz-ice'."

* * * * * *

The next morning Kat and Charlie met with Arianna and Dean outside of the suite that Jonathan and Pati had been occupying since they had arrived. She could hear several soft moans and then a shrill scream vibrate through the thick wood panel of the door.

"Are we ready for this?" Kat asked as she glanced over nervously at Charlie.

"I have faith in you, Hellkat. You would never do something like this if you didn't think it could work – that it will cure this addiction." he said before brushing a kiss across her forehead. 

"Let's go and get this over with." Dean said as he wrapped an arm around Arianna.

Kat nodded and knocked on the door. She was not surprised when Jonathan opened it wearing nothing more than a hastily donned robe.




Healer's Touch Ch. 25



"Morning, Jonathan." she greeted him softly. She could hear the soft sobs and pleas coming from the bedroom. 

"Morning. Please tell me this will work?" he pleaded as he raked his hand through his disheveled hair.

"I...I..."

"It will work." Charlie reassured him. 

"God, I hope so. She is incoherent now. I've done as you asked, Queen Katrina. I've kept her on the ragged edge all night. Her desire now is much stronger than what the raz-ice has ever driven her. I am afraid that if I even touch her, she is going to climax. So I had to..." his voice broke. "...I had to tie her to the bed."

"Let's go and get this over with." Kat said as she urged Jonathan back into the bedroom.

* * * * * *

It was hours later when they returned to the Royal

Suite. Kat sighed wearily as Charlie guided her into their rooms. The cure had been long and hard but in the end it had worked; Pati no longer had any trace of the 'raz-ice' in her system, and she was resting comfortably with her husband. She expected that both Jonathan and Pati would sleep much of the time for the next couple of days -recuperating before they showed their faces again. 

"Don't let me forget to have the kitchen send up food to them." Kat said wearily as Charlie lifted her up on to their huge bed. 

"I'll take care of it. Rest - Hellkat. You saved a very fortunate woman today. I'll be back after I take care of it." he added noting with a smile that Kat was already asleep.

Turning around he walked back out into the hallway to take care of the meals for the exhausted couple. After arranging it, he was on his way back to join her and get some rest himself when his mother stopped him.

"Sweetheart, can I talk to you for a moment." she asked.

"Of course, Mom." he said as she led him into the empty living room.

"What's up?" he asked after they sat down across from each other.

"I wanted to see how you are handling your bonding and being married again. Is everything all right?"

"Yes, Mom, I couldn't ask for a better mate than Kat. And are you comfortable with Dean?"

"Oh, yes. Everything is as should be. Not to say that I won't want to kill him occasionally."

Charlie laughed heartily.

"I just wanted to tell you that I couldn't have picked a better woman for you, if I had chosen her myself. She is a very special woman."

"That's right. She's my Hellkat." Charlie added.

Epilogue

One Year Later

"I wanted to thank all of you for coming together and making this the best Renewal Festival I've ever seen." Charlie told his people as they all gathered in the new banquet hall for the final feast.

"Yes, -- overlooking the several 'little accidents' that our new King and Queen's triplets created." Kat said with a laugh, referring to Rand and Gracie's children.

"Hey they are toddlers." Rand protested as he stopped the flying bottle that whistled past him. "Now, Katrina, stop that. No taking your brother's bottle away from him." Rand scolded the little girl sitting on his lap. She just smiled up at him with a grin before pulling his amulet back into her mouth to chew on. She had her father's exclusive attention and that was all that mattered.

Laughter rang out over the small children's antics. The royal triplets were definitely a handful for the Royal King and Queen of Venus. In fact when they had arrived they had brought with them a small army to keep up with them. 

"And as you know," Kat continued, "my brother, Philip, and his chosen have decided to accompany my grandfather back to Earth, while Charlie and King Rand try to clear up the scandal that deprived my brother of his throne."

"I, vow, before my Queen and King that I will go back to Earth and make sure that what happened at ITS will never happen again to any child possessing ability. In fact I plan on buying the facility and overhauling it, making it into a sanctuary for children of gifted or power abilities." Master Iason said from Kat's left hand side.

"Oh Gramps." Kat said with a watery smile as she stood up and hugged him as much as her pregnant body would allow.

"I want to make sure that my great grandbaby is proud of his great grandfather." Jason said resting a hand on her gently rounded stomach.

"I'll be back after he's born to tell him stories of the mischief his mother got into." Jason said affectionately. "With Philip and Zarita at my side, I should be able to clean up ITS in no time at all."

* * * * * *

Later that evening after the festivities had died down, Kat sat on her balcony with her husband of a year and watched as the stars started to come out. She sighed with pleasure as Charlie rubbed her rounded stomach. As usual, her son was prone to kicking his father's hand, and rubbing felt good.

"I kind of wish that Pati and Jonathan could have joined us." Kat said wistfully. 

"They couldn't travel with a newborn, sweetheart. But Rand told me that Pati's emerging powers are getting easier to control since Gracie has taken over her lessons. I am surprised that both Rand and Gracie made it."

"You know I think Rand just wanted to come to see if you were going to try to take him up on his offer to see who the better wizard was." 

"I don't need to know who the better wizard is, Hellkat. I know which one is the smarter. And that would be me. Because I have you and he doesn't" he said as he held her tight. Kat's laughter filled the night.

* * * * * *

Do you think we should tell them that you are here? the tiny male voice asked his smaller twin sister.

No, let them go on thinking that they are having just one strong boy. I want to be the surprise. his sister told him as they listened to the soft murmurs of their parents' voices.