The First Embrace

Amalthea whispered to the wind to help push her pair over to her, he pounced at her like a majestic hawk, arms wide open, about to embrace her. Her inner energy exploded with an unknown sense of anticipation and she whispered to the wind to let her go, not wanting the air to separate them from each other.

She tried to identify the heat that she felt under her human form’s skin, a sense of despair took over her with the need to name this new feeling.

‘Desire’ was the name that rightfully described the melody that was played by the components of her inner energy, longing for this man’s touch.

It took over her like the fire that consumes the dry wood, and when the collision happened, she welcomed him like the thirsty summer earth welcomes the first drop of rain after the drought season.

Her breasts perked as they were pressed to his wide chest, her arms surrendered control to his firmness as he locked her in his blissful cage, her long long legs intertwined around his waist, and though completely uncalled for, one of her hands protectively covered his craniovertebral junction while the other hand shamelessly dived into his silky wet hair, pressing his head to the neck she completely bared open for the master of her spirit, she pressed them like that with all her human form’s strength and wished for their fall to be everlasting.

As a reward for her honest adoration, she felt the shift in his magnetic field in the fraction of the second after, something buried and forgotten in his lost soul was activated, reacting protectively once his body recognized that he was holding a female in his arms. While they were both in an equal amount of danger, he pushed a shoulder shifting their fall so it would be him to take the impact of the hit once they reach the board of the ship.

it was against his control, it was pure masculine instinct.

“Nature is generous.”

She murmured too low for him to hear as they were midfall, but Amalthea would never let him feel pain in his life ever again now that they had found each other. She whispered to the wind asking it to cushion his precious body the second before the impact.

It was as if they both landed over a bed of feathers.

She liked the idea so much, that she decided to prepare a bed of feathers for them once he accepted her. knowing that he was about to pull away from her upper body before he consciously did, she unwillingly allowed the painful separation to take place, secretly promising herself and him both that they would embrace each other again in no time.

His midnight blue eyes questioned her dark dark ones, but before she got to answer him lovingly, his face became the epitome of a deeply rooted disgust, stabbing her life force with a knife.

For the first time in many lifetimes, Amalthea felt true psychological pain and knew it was only the beginning of what was bound to come, but that was alright, it was a worthy price to pay for the final result she sought, a deserving exchange for the prize, that was his heart.

“You cheap witch! Using your body that was crafted for seduction is the easiest thing for you, corrupted to the depth of your fake bones, is this how you played our gullible mothers and twisted them against us?”

Amalthea tried to focus on his voice instead of the words he said.

“Mark my words, witch, this is the beginning to the end of your era, you disgusting nymph.”

As he jumped to his feet and stood like a lethal bear, the last word he spat in her face penetrated her life force like a sword, depleting her. For the first time in her many lifetimes, she wanted to become a human loved by her pair instead of being a nymph that repulsed him.

‘Time will prove me right and prove you wrong, my beloved.’

She consoled her inner energy, visualizing herself taking out the sword that pierced her spirit and placing a healing bandage on top of her wound. She sought more comfort from the attraction she felt towards her pair who towered over her, his eyes were fixed on the men behind.

“MEN! IT IS A JOYOUS TURN OF EVENTS! THE FIRST STAGE IN OUR PLAN IS AN UNDOUBTABLE SUCCESS! TONIGHT! WE CELEBRATE CAPTURING THIS MONSTER FOR IT IS THE FIRST OF MANY MORE!”

“HOORAH”

“LONG LIVE THE PRESIDENT!”

“POWER TO THE MEN!”

“HOORAAAAH”

“NOW HURRY UP AND TIE THE HANDS OF THE WITCH!”

Her beloved bit his bottom lip and then fisted the air with pure joy, he wore a lion’s smile that stroked many strings inside her heart. Two men holding ropes approached her from behind, complying with the order they had just received. In her 360-degree vision, she saw one of them licking his lower lip, which had her attention moving to their eyes, she found them to be those of the hungry dogs over a dangled piece of fresh meat, they wanted nothing more than to devour every part of her naked body, their lust over her female human form won over their fear of her true spirit one.

Amalthea found herself reflecting on some thoughts from her past.

‘Human women are unfortunate creatures indeed’

For many centuries, doubts came and went occasionally about the events of the great revolution, but protecting the women from such situations always weighed more on the scale of what was right and what was wrong. Being in this situation for the first time only added to the next queen’s conviction.

‘We were right to support them, I will have no more doubts.’

Her eyes that not once left her pair turned observing, she wanted to analyze how he felt about another man’s lust when it was directed at her, she hoped to get an instinctual reaction out of him again, even if the situation was not life threatening this time.

She knew human men rarely tolerated this kind of a situation without going on a rampage, she wished he would be oblivious to the fact that she can cut another man’s hand before he even winked.

Her curiosity peeked up when his face registered his realization of the men’s intent, his eyes slid down her breasts stopping over her belly button before he glared daggers at the approaching two. She was thrilled that their intentions came clear this fast to him, even though he was preoccupied with his euphoria over capturing her.

‘My beloved is so smart.’

She thought with a sense of pride filling her heart.

“Is this the pathetic result of all the years of your training? GET ME SOMETHING TO COVER THE WITCH UP WITH! AND GET A HOLD OF YOURSELVES! SOON YOU WILL HAVE THE CLEAN FLESH OF OUR STOLEN WOMEN AND NOT THIS FILTHY ROTTEN SCUM!”

“SIR YES SIR!”

‘At this rate, I will need to hibernate much earlier than I thought’

As her inner energy slowly but persistently bled away, new concerns that never occurred to Amalthea started invading her consciousness, one after the other.

One of the men behind her stopped approaching altogether, she felt his uncertainty and his fear that was harbored towards his president, he was unsure of his reaction once he was next to her and so his best option was to give up.

The other man’s curiosity to touch a female’s body won over him, he approached with ill intentions radiating off of him in many waves, his greedy rough hands started binding her arms behind her back, and he paid little attention to the rope, losing himself to the feel of her skin, he wanted to glide his hands over her smooth back, but he knew that the president was on to him.

Amalthea’s measuring eyes were fixed on her pair, regardless if it was his jealousy over his true pair whom he had recognized subconsciously, or the loser’s intoxicated features while tying her hands that provoked him, she felt happy that he was radiating hostility.

“HURRY THE FUC* UP!”

The man tied the rope in a hurry before he backed away from the scene.

“You, over there.”

“YES SIR!”

“...Is there an impotent man aboard this ship.”

“I WILL CHECK AND REPORT BACK SIR!”

“Make it quick, and send me the oldest bastard amongst you buffoons.”

“SIR YES SIR!”

“SHUT THE HOLOGRAMS DOWN! MISSION COMPLETE!”

“HOORAAAAH”

Amalthea was not surprised once the image of the fire subsided, she had recognized it was just a mirage a while ago, it was just less significant than her infatuation with her pair. The president looked satisfied with the orders he had just given, his excitement buzzed through Amalthea like an entire beehive.

His happiness was hers.