Grounded By Love (The Giant Wars #2)(74)

"I do enjoy hearing that. It gives me hope, perhaps, someday I will be accepted here." She couldn’t delude herself though, there was little to no life for her here. She was clinging onto a false hope. The king and queen were still against her, and none of this would be over until they also accepted her.

"Don't go too far now." He teased her, as his strong arms wrapped around her tiny waist. His hands massaged Claira's lower back, easing the tension from the knots in her muscles. Leaning down he planted a soft kiss against her lips.

She moaned, as he gently brushed his lips against hers, causing goosebumps to spread over her skin.

Claira let her heart soar, as she allowed Kaeldar to cup her buttocks and lift her against his groin. Her legs wrapped around his waist, as he carried her over to the bed. He sat down, with her legs moving to straddle his hips.

As he leaned back onto the bed, she came down with him, never pausing in their passionate kissing. Her hands came up to play with his thick charcoal hair, as his hands ran down the back of her legs to squeeze the inside of her thighs.

Claira gave a little squeal, as his fingers hit a ticklish spot.

Rising up on her knees she smack his chest playfully. "Don't tickle me."

"No tickling?"

"No."

Before she was even able to blink, he flipped her onto her back and placed his hands beside her head, trapping her underneath him.

"You won't be needing these now that I’ve bought those dresses for you." He said, as his hands came up to her throat and grabbed the shirt she was wearing.

"What do you mean by that?" She asked, right before he ripped the shirt off of her body. "Kaeldar!” She burst out.

He growled down at her, as his eyes zeroed in on her taunt pink nipples.

"I love this sight." His hands made their way to her pants, untying the strings with confidence. He slid off her pants, stepped back onto the floor, and began to strip for her.

She gave him a naughty smile, as her eyes skimmed over every single part of flesh he exposed to her gaze. When he was fully undressed, he slipped back onto the bed to lie down beside her. He plucked a rosy nipple with two of his fingertips, as he leaned in for yet another kiss.

Pulling her close he ran a hand down her side, as he pulled her up and on top of him. She let out a gasp, but he didn't give her any time to protest. He slid into her softness with one swift movement, his hips rising as his hands moved her hips down to enter her completely.

Claira loved the feel of him filling her with his solid length. It made her feel special and desired. He was a man she could dream about all night and all day.

Her nails dug into the skin on his shoulders, as she moved her hips to his rapid rythym. Panting his name she came around his throbbing length, as Kaeldar groaned and arched his back. He gave a few final thrusts into her warm sheath, until he finally shot his seed deep inside her.

Collapsing on his chest she heaved in a couple deep steadying breaths.

"That felt amazing." She whispered against his sweat moistened chest.

"Truly." He whispered against her hair.

Lifting herself up on her hands she smiled, as she rolled off of him to cuddle beside him. Once she was all snuggled in his nice strong arms, they both slowly drifted into sleep, while Kaeldar stroked her hair.




A few days later, she found herself, once again, sitting beside the giant warrior tending to his wound. The wound wasn't an irate color anymore, and she felt comfortable saying he would be fine. There was no more worry about him relapsing.

Looking over at a table she gazed at the lovely lavender flowers she’d been given by the rock giant's wife. It had been a touching offer, and it raised her hopes about winning over the rock giant population. Her healing skills might just come in handy, after all. It was definitely a movement in the right direction. Sure, the woman hadn't said anything other than thank you, but again it was something.

It made Claira accept Kaeldar's offer of setting up her own healer's practice. She wouldn’t be leaving, until her life was endangered or Kaeldar got bored of her. She’d made her decision. She would see what existed between them.

The sick tended to see the light, when someone helped them to recover. She had high hopes of them seeing she wasn't the devil, and just someone trying to find a spot to live her life. She would be more than willing to make rock giant friends for she had absolutely no problem with it.




"Here we are." Kaeldar said. "You can, now, open your eyes."

Claira lowered her hands only to have them come back up to cover her mouth. "Oh, my word!" She gasped, as her eyes popped wide.

He had fixed up a room for her with cabinets and all sorts of powdered plants, dried plants, oils, and a little bit of equipment. A smile broke out over her face.

"This is so wonderful!" She exclaimed. "So extremely wonderful." She spun in a circle her hands still clasped to her mouth. "Do you think anyone will actually come though?"

He nodded his head. "As news spreads, I’m sure more will show up for healing."

She had some doubts about anyone coming, but Kaeldar seemed pretty sure of it.

The rock giant she’d recently healed hadn't known he was going to be cared for by a human woman, and he probably wouldn't have chosen Claira to help save his life, if he’d been conscious. Why would any of the others want her help? But she enjoyed his enthusiasm.