~ The Warrior ~

by

Tamia Dawn Osburn

What do you want?" Jaquay asked as he tucked his hands behind his back.

"You." May said with a breathless sigh.

Three

"I’m sorry, that didn’t come out right," May stuttered, feeling her face turning red and hot. She was so embarrassed she let her gaze roam over the room, then back to look at him again. "I wanted to ask you something." She crossed her arms over her chest and glanced away from his piercing blue eyes. She couldn’t calm her racing heart. It seemed to be beating out of control.

"What do you want to ask me?" Jaquay asked her. His fingers itched to move though her glossy black hair. He crossed his arms over his chest and shifted his stance when a certain part of his body began to grow hard.

"Actually, Belinda asked me to do this for her." May said as she laced her fingers together in front of her. She couldn’t seem to look at him and it puzzled him.

"What does The Queen want to know from me?" Jaquay asked. Watching her with intense blue eyes, they began to rake over her body with slow ease.

"Tomorrow is Dev’s birthday and she want to give him something special that he wants. Belinda wanted to know what that is so she could give it to him." May walked over to the night stand to pick up a small statue of a fire breathing dragon. The piece felt cold between her palms and her fingers traced over the black marble along the dragon’s snout. She placed the dragon back down then turned to face him.

"Belinda is what Dev has wanted all his life. Other then that, I don’t know what else he could want." Jaquay spoke in a soft voice to her as his eyes watched her movements. His body continued growing even harder while watching her hips swaying as she walked around his room, softly touching things.

May nodded her head in thanks then she turned and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind her. She leaned her head against the door and closed her eyes for a brief moment then opened them. She pressed her hand against her heart, trying to calm its racing beat. She straightened and walked out of the barracks. With her head bowed, May walked down the street toward the castle.

Once she reached her rooms, she slammed the door behind her and threw herself onto the bed. May tugged a pillow under her chin as she lay on her stomach. She could still feel the warmth from being near Jaquay. Her body still tingled with awareness of how he’d taken that step towards her. Her body throbbed with a need that only he could fulfill. May let out a soft growl as she turned over onto her back. She closed her eyes as she sought her eternal peace within the center of her mind. I need some peace of mind, May thought to herself as she inhaled several deep breaths.

Minutes later she found her eternal peace. The sounds of Wiccan grew louder in her mind. She could hear the chirps of the loons that hopped around in their pens. The people talking inside the castle while gossiping amongst each other. Soon, she could sense the energy of Wiccan all around her. Her body began to tingle with awareness. She dropped off into a deep, restless slumber.

~ * ~

Later in evening May woke with sweat drenching her body throbbing for the one man she couldn’t have. She dressed quickly to take a stroll along the streets. Sitting on a bench in the park behind the castle, she watched the sky as young warlocks practiced their lightning throwing in the sky. As always, May watched the show with awe. It reminded her of the fireworks on Fourth of July on Earth. May sighed as she thought about her home planet, yhe way that people moved about in LA, the shopping and her friends. What she didn’t miss was the rush of traffic. She felt peaceful on Wiccan even though she missed Earth.

Along with the lightning throwing came the fireballs that were practiced with Dev. He patiently showed the young students how to throw them with safety and ease. Dev stopped and explained the way to throw a proper fireball to a young warlock, Jasper. Jasper threw a proper fireball that went higher than the other two students’.

Jasper jumped up and down with excitement then ran to his parents, hugging them both. The parents smiled down at him, then at Dev who only shrugged his shoulders. He walked over to Belinda and Eagle and picked him up. Dev whispered something in his ear then looked over at Belinda and smiled at her. Belinda looked at father and son with a puzzled expression as she stood there and watched them. May’s puzzled expression matched Belinda’s as she watched them across the soft green clearing.

He set Eagle down on the grass and took a step back. Dev stood and watched Eagle close his eyes and concentrate. May stood up from the bench and watched him raise his small hands in the air and twin fireballs shot from his hands into the starry sky. May heard Belinda cry out as she ran to her son with tears in her eyes.

"Oh my..." May whispered as she stood there stunned. Her hands rose to her mouth gaped open with awe. She stood and watched her friend holding Eagle close to her chest as Dev tried to explain what was going on.

"He’s too young," Belinda cried out then turned away from Dev who stood there grinning at her, his hands on his hips, looking like a proud father that he was.

"Eagle has come into his powers at an earlier age then most young warlocks. He is our son, after all," Dev tried to explain to Belinda as she frowned at him.

Belinda looked over his shoulder to glare at him then she walked away from him toward the castle.

May’s gaze went over to the people who came out to watch the young warlocks. They all were surprised and began whispering among each other.

"He’s too young to have come into his Powers."

"Eagle is going to be a powerful warlock when he gets older," others were saying as they watched Dev follow Belinda into the castle.

Belinda was upset as she walked in hard and angry strides. Her green eyes were blazing while Dev tried to explain to her how these things worked.

"That was so amazing," a few others were also saying with awe.

The crowd who had come out to watch the warlocks slowly began to disperse. They all went their separate ways still talking about the surprise from the Little Prince. Only May stayed behind, too stunned to move at what they just witnessed with Eagle De Caro. She could only stand there and watch as her best friend grow more upset with whatever Dev was telling her.

"That was quite a surprise from our young prince," a male voice spoke from behind May.

She tensed at first then slowly turned to face the man.

"Yes, it was, Daemon. Did you want something from me?" May frowned up at the wizard before she turned and started to walk away from him.

"I just want some company on this stunning night--and it has been a very stunning night." He smiled at her then turned his eyes towards the full twin moons that rose high in the sky.

"It has been a very stunning night, indeed," May agreed as she placed her hand on his arm.

Daemon looked down into her brown eyes with his blue ones and took a step forward. May also took a step in the direction that he seemed to be heading--toward the meadow with torches that were lit for the young warlocks.

"Tell me about your Chinese heritage, I am curious. I did some research on your Chinese culture. Did you know that some of the Chinese beliefs are the same as a wizard’s?"

May looked to him with a stunned look. "No, I didn’t know that."

~ * ~

A feeling came over Jaquay. It was a strange feeling he’d never felt before while watching Daemon and a laughing May walk out of the park. His hands fisted at his sides. He felt shaken to him core. His first thought was about going to her only to hold his ground as he watched May with Daemon. His breathing grew fast and hard and sweat began to bead on his temples and upper lip. His hands fisted at his hips as his blue eyes grew hard.

When watching the two of them together became too much for him to bear, Jaquay turned away. He walked toward the gym in the barracks knowing he needed to work off whatever this feeling was that he had. He did know that he didn’t like this feeling at all.

As he stepped into the gym and took a look around him he realized it was empty. He peeled off his soft brown leather shirt and tossed it on the cement floor. He walked over to the workout bench and started to push the heavy weights.

Jaquay grunted as he pushed the weight bar one last time. He sat up on the bench and wiped the sweat from his face and neck with a white towel that hung on the bar. He rubbed his arms as he stood up and walked over to the climber. He punched his code and began to climb. His hands rested on the padded armrest. His thoughts turned to May once more and he shook his head when the machine began to beep at the irregularity of his heartbeat. He fought hard against the pull to go to her. To wrap his arms around her. To kiss her. Make love to her in front of all the people in the park.

Jaquay growled long and hard as he bent down and turned off the machine. He stormed his way to the barracks, slamming the doors behind him. He walked through the barracks without as much nodding his head or greeting the other warriors as they passed by him. He heard the warriors playing their nightly game of cards or dice but he paid them no mind. He entered the showers and shed his black leather pants. He turned the water on, ice cold and stood underneath it.

Jaquay let the cold water wash over him as he bowed his head. He braced his hands on the white marble wall as the water washed over his back. The cold water wasn’t helping cool down his arousal. Jaquay moaned out softly as he closed his eyes. Visions of May wouldn’t leave his mind. It’s been too damn long, he thought closing his eyes tighter as he turned and leaned back against the wall. His finger slid over his wet hard thighs. In his mind, he imagined they were May’s fingers gliding over him. His lips parted open as he exhaled sharply. His nails scraped along his sensitive skin. He inhaled sharply as he imagined his fingers slipping through her moist heat.

Jaquay imagined her fingers sliding along his hard and thick shaft. Tightening her fingers around him as she slid up and down along his length. He entered slowly into her hot moist heat. His own fingers gripped himself tightly as he envisioned himself pumping into her.

Harder and faster. Jaquay groaned as he felt his release upon him. He opened his eyes as he spent himself on the floor of the shower stall.