Edie

Edie

SasatheShy

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Forgiveness

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Resting on her bed, Edie leaned forward. She rubbed her hands nervously together as she continuously eyed her slightly open window. The deep darkness outside informed her that it was getting late. She could see some stars sparkling brighter than the streetlamps outside. And the moon, that night, was full and brilliant. But even though it looked beautiful, she was sad.

An hour, she’s been sitting there, waiting. But she was about ready to give up. Captain Cain had promised he’d come to her bedroom. He had promised not to take up Lavan’s challenge. And Edie had believed him.

Sighing, she looked down and shook her head.

“He’s not coming,” she said, sounding close to crying.

Slowly, she got to her feet. She picked up her nightwear that had been resting beside her. She knew she needed a bath. If he was not there waiting for her when she got out, she knew that she’d figure out where the challenge was being held. Even though she could not decide between them, she felt that what could happen was wrong. And that the choice was hers to make.

Turning, Edie headed into the small toiletry, wanting to enjoy a warm, relaxing bath.

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Pattering his feet against the hard floor, Cain sat in deep thought. He had his glove-covered hands folded, and he was arched forward. His eyes focused on the ground as he ignored those around him. The inn, now closed, had only a few prostitutes hanging about, finishing cleaning up for the night. Tonisha, he assumed, was in bed. And he’s not even seen Leigh. Thankfully, Lavan had not returned from his bedroom upstairs, giving the captain time to consider Edie’s plea for his company that night.

He had been sitting there for a long time. An hour, at the most. He took what Edie said into thought. Had accepting the challenge been a big mistake? Could he step up, and take a step into Lavan’s old, worn shoes -- could he become the hero? He knew that he was risking so much. He’s been working hard to be better. He wanted Edie to see that he was trying. But if he were to screw everything up by fighting with Lavan --? Well, how could he do that to her?

He reflected on the past. His vision brought in the horrific scene of him grabbing Edie away from her parents; of his sleazy hand grabbing at her breast before them. Leaning down, he grasped his head, remembering dragging her over to that single hut, and throwing her in after ordering the Cretchens to kill all of those innocent elders. The fear she had had glistening in her eyes made him cringe.

“Damn it,” he groaned. He rubbed his forehead, shaking it agitatedly. He slowly lifted his head, and turned his eyes on the back door. He wondered if she was even still up. He had said he’d be down in just a while.

Cain arched his back. But the past was over, he knew. And it would seem as if Edie had truly forgiven him. He almost didn’t feel as if he should take in her forgiveness. What he had done -- had been shameful. She was the one girl he ever forced sensually. He never imagined it’d haunt him so. Of course, he never imagined he’d fall in love with such a beautiful creature.

Making his decision, Cain rose to his feet. He took a single step forward, momentarily pausing. He would not allow any shivers to overtake him. He would not allow the past to come back on him. He’d keep his perfect posture -- at least for a little while.

He headed towards the back door, the front one forgotten. He headed to see Edie.

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Trembling, Cain gave the door a few soft knocks. He stood back, waiting to hear any sort of reply. But he heard nothing. He frowned some, a tad disappointed. Had Edie gone to bed? Taking another step back, Cain twisted his body halfway, prepared to journey back through the door and for home. However, something made him stop. He wiggled back into a straight position, nearly stumbling to his knees.

“God,” he sighed. “What the hell is wrong with me?”

Again, he shook his head. He hoped for zero headaches. He didn’t need that. Sighing, he cautiously eyed the door handle. He reached one hand forward, shocked to find it quivering back and forth. He growled some, eager to enter the bedroom, now. Cursing his body, he placed his hand on the handle, and forced the door open. It squeaked as he peeked his head through. To his surprise, he found an empty bedroom.

Where was she?

“Edie?” he called gently. He helped himself in, closing the door behind him. Stepping forward, he eyed her bed, just in case. But there was no lumpiness. Her presence was scarce. He raised a brow. How was that possible?

Again, he readied to leave. He suddenly felt as if a load of pressure was being dropped over him. And he couldn’t handle cleaning up the mess. However, a certain unexpected noise caught his attention. It had been only brief, but he swore he heard a soft splash. Turning his head, he eyed the open doorway leading into the toiletry. He gulped, and his feet started moving on their own. He headed for that opening, eager to see what was on the other side.

The sight was stunning. Cain fell still and silent as his eyes shifted over Edie’s nude, wet body. But he could not see anything.

Sighing, Edie was cramped down into an average barrel filled with warm water. She rubbed at her arms and knees, cleaning herself well. Her entire face was moist, including her hair, it darker from being wet. She was peering down, not yet realizing he was in there with her.

Edie cupped some of the warm water in her hands. She dabbed her face, enjoying the feel. It made her shiver some. She rubbed at her eyes, and glanced up. What she saw she hadn’t expected. She gasped and grasped her heart.

“Cain,” she sighed. “You -- scared me.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. He took a step back. “I can -- go and wait…”

“No,” Edie interrupted. She saw that Cain was a bit flabbergasted by this. Smiling, she slowly rose to her feet. The water poured over her nude body. Cain took it all in.

His throat clogged. He never thought he’d get the chance to view Edie’s nude body wet, and not dried. Her adorable nipples glistened, and her wet curly pubic hairs looked delightful. Cain tried to control himself as he looked into Edie’s eyes. He gaped. They were filled with happiness, now; happiness and lust.

“I’m glad you came,” Edie said, then. Her hands were at her sides. She didn’t seem to care that she was naked.

Cain was having some difficulty, however. He kept trying to not look directly at her perky breasts, nor the curls between her legs. He shifted his eyes this way and that, trying to keep focused on her face.

“I -- I’m sorry I took a while to get here,” he whispered. “I had -- something to do.”

“It’s okay,” Edie smiled. “I’m just happy that you’re here.”

An odd feeling was coming over the captain. He was a bit baffled by his actions. In any attempt, he’d be keen on witnessing her amazing body. But now -- now he was feeling guilty for storming in on her while she was bathing. He bowed his head some, pretending to find the ugly floor fascinating. His sudden switch startled Edie, however. She softly smiled at him.

“Cain?” she said softly. “Why won’t you look at me?”

“I…” he began, startled by her question. He shifted his head, but kept it down. He looked to the other side of the floor.

Edie was puzzled. The captain was acting -- off. She’s never seen him in such a state before. And he actually was worrying her. She tilted her head just slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of his eyes. She did not want to be rejected. That wasn’t an option. She figured he must be debating his part in her life. He had come to her, and she pondered if he was actually feeling bad for taking up Lavan again. He was respecting her -- finally, she saw that side of him she longed for. And she was ecstatic to see it.

She sighed softly. “Cain? Please look at me?”

Hesitant, at first, Cain slowly lifted his head. He looked straight at her. A sudden wave of heat washed over him. She was smiling at him. And such a smile was breathtaking. She was using her ravishing eyes, moist lips, and beautiful mounds as weapons for his breakdown. He trembled in place, not daring to look away again.

“Come to me?” Edie asked, then. Her voice sung sensually to him.

His feet guided him forward. He removed his gloves, and tossed them to the floor. If he would get the chance to touch her, then doing so through the leathery black wasn’t meant to be.

Soon, he stood before her. He was just an inch from touching the barrel. He looked down only for a moment before staring back up at Edie. Her orbs glowed lively, more so than he’s ever witnessed. She truly was the most beautiful woman in all the land. Cain had no doubt about that.

The room grew still. The only sound Cain could make out was that of his pounding heart. It felt on fire, and he was scared it’d beat right out of his chest if it kept up its pace. He eyed her, prepared to make the first move. But to his surprise, she started even before he could muster any decisions.

Edie tenderly reached out for Cain’s left hand. She gently wrapped her fingertips around his wrist, forcing his arm to raise from. She gestured his hand towards her right breast, anxious to feel his touch. He took in the hint, and he gently grabbed her breast. He gave it a light squeeze, causing a grateful moan to escape Edie. Cain, still nervous, massaged her breast. He loved the way it felt. Even wet, it was still so soft and bountiful. He grazed a finger over the soft pink nipple, making Edie arch her head back some. She was still smiling, and Cain knew that she was enjoying his touch.

Using his same hand, Cain trailed over her skin, soon attaching to the lonesome breast. Edie released a short gasp, indicating her lust for him. She stared up at him, eager to push forward.

She grasped his hand, and pushed it back to rest again at his side. He made no motion to stop her. She was in charge. He held completely still as her hands rubbed up his stomach. He only helped when she slowly tugged on his jacket. She smiled as it soon slipped out of Cain’s arms. The jacket landed on the floor. Cain didn’t bother to turn around and fold it neatly, like he was used to.

Tensing up, Cain inched his head down. He watched Edie’s hands work their magic at untying the strings of his nice white shirt. She soon moved her hands down, working her fingertips around the bottom. As she lifted up the shirt, she grazed her hands along his wonderful chest, making him shudder in his boots. He helped by lifting his arms, soon working with her to get the shirt off. It met with his jacket on the floor.

He sighed as he continued to enjoy her authoritative keenness.

Edie enjoyed brushing over his chest. She loved his light hairs. They tickled her fingers, and the feeling made a sudden wave of juice exit her vagina. She moaned as she rubbed over his hidden nubs. She leaned forward, placing a kiss to the left one. She could hear Cain groaning. She smiled, moving to give the other nub a gentle kiss before moving up to kiss along his strong collarbone.

Cain gaped. He tilted his head some, as her lips met with his neck. He trembled in place, knowing he was becoming rock hard. He sighed lustfully as her lips met with his. She pulled him into the deep kiss, pushing her pink tongue between his chapped lips. She greeted his shy tongue, soon licking around it blissfully. She sighed as his tongue soon repeated her steps. The kiss made her knees wobble. She nearly giggled, but the passionate scene kept her from turning it humorous.

In a desperation as the kiss deepened, Edie momentarily forgot how to breath. She pulled away for air, panting as she groaned happily. She was really wet now, she knew. And she knew that she wanted him then and there.

Glancing down, she eyed his pants. She reached to them, rushing to get them unbuckled. She was almost sure she heard Cain chuckle at this. However, she realized he was keeping perfectly still, ready to please her in whichever way she wanted. Edie smiled knowing this. She managed to undo his pants, and pushed them down. She groaned as his mesmerizing, hard penis met her eyes. It was still a monster, but she craved for it.

With his pants, sheath, and sword soon at his ankles, Cain readied to bow and get them completely off. However, Edie had other plans. She swiftly turned around and lifted her left foot to balance on the barrel. She stuck her behind out at him, inching it towards his erect penis. She moaned as the tip touched her left, glistening butt-cheek.

She wanted him right away.

Squeezing his muscles, Cain gritted his teeth. The sight was heavenly. It drove him crazy to be allowed such a glorious womanhood waiting to be pleasured. Her beautiful hole glistened with more than just leftover water from her bath. Cain could see that stickiness he craved. And due to the steamy heat from the bath, those pinks lips were darker than before. For some reason, the redness enlightened Cain, further turning him on.

He grasped her hips, and positioned himself at her entrance. He didn’t bother to get out of his pants or boots. Not if she wanted him this bad. And he was starting to feel the same, wonderful attraction. Grabbing his penis, he inched his tip between the pretty lips, sliding it up and down. It was easily lubricated, and his motion caused a delighted moan to leave Edie.

Then, as he held his breath, he slowly eased his size into her.

A pleased moan left Edie. Her vagina trembled as Cain’s size fitted into her. Her smile brightened as her eyes rolled back some, never closing. She grasped the edges of the barrel, forming white on her knuckles. She soon knew that Cain’s entire monstrous shaft was deep inside her. His tip was just against her womb in perfect penetration.

“Ooh…” she gasped. She wiggled her behind, adjusting to the size. She had to do so every time. He was that huge. “Cain… Please…”

Finally smiling, Cain started to thrust his hips. His penis moved out and in, gaining a squeeze from Edie’s pink, moist vagina with every push in. He shuddered, satisfied with hearing Edie’s thrilled moans, and the soft splashing of some water dripping out from the barrel.

Edie felt like she was in heaven. Cain’s penis was magnificent, when gentle. It fitted inside her perfectly, easing its way in and out, and causing her to flood out more juices.

“God,” she groaned. She eyed the two closed bedroom doors. She had closed them, and she hoped Tonisha didn’t accidentally waltz in to see what they were doing. Nor anyone else, for that matter. She pondered moving their sex fun to the bedroom, but as Cain’s pace quickened some, she ignored the thought of being caught.

As the time passed, Cain was moving more swiftly. Thoughts having left him, he wrapped an arm carefully around Edie’s stomach in order to pull her close. She accepted this, putting her tired leg into the now cold water. Still leaned forward, she moved her hands back to grasp Cain’s hips as he began pounding her as fast as he could.

“Ah..!” Edie gasped. “Ah..!”

She squealed as an orgasm found her. She shook all over, gasping. She dug her nails into Cain in order to keep balanced.

“Mm…” she leaned into him. He stopped thrusting, knowing she had released. He gently held her as he placed kisses to her neck. “Cain.”

Leaning her neck up, Edie knew she wanted more.

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Edie fell against her soft covers. She pushed her tangled hair up, looking sensually up at Cain. He got over her, loving the idea of taking her in her bed. He was now fully naked also. His clothes had been carried out, and now rested on the floor.

Groaning, he stuck his tongue out, licking around Edie’s bellybutton. She moaned happily, arching her back. She sighed as he moved up to kiss her. She spread her legs, touching his firm butt-cheeks with her feet.

Soon, Cain was entering her again. He moaned in synch with her as their bodies connected again. He went at a decent pace, then. He loved hearing the noises Edie made. They were music to his ears.

The bed creaked as Edie was pounded passionately. She shook her head, opposite of what the shaking was intended for. She did not want it to stop. She was not in any pain. She was in pure ecstasy. And so was Cain.

He was glad he stayed. He was glad she offered him her body. He loved her beautiful, soft, perfect body. No other woman could compare. Especially Verity, the vixen. She had nothing compared to Edie.

Panting, Cain stared down at her. He knew what needed to be done. He knew he’d regret it later, since Edie figuring out will cause her to be angry with him. But it is the only way to settle things. No fighting. No swords clashing together… He had to compromise with Lavan. He had to -- for Edie’s sake. He didn’t want her to be in pain.

“Ah…!” he arched his head back, and went faster. Groaning, he leaned down and took her left nipple into his mouth. He suckled her hard, liking her reaction to the pulling her nipple was receiving.

“Yes,” she cried out. “Y -- yes! Cain!”

She did not care if the whole inn heard their love-making. It was the greatest sex she’s received, by far. And she was going to release again.

It hit her, then. She gasped and cried out as she leaked an incredible amount of stickiness. She could heard Cain grunting above her, taking in the moisture. She knew it was happily lubricating his penis. She loved knowing that he was pleasured as well. She held him close. A third orgasm followed this one, making her shriek. Her toes curled, and her vagina vibrated, growing more warm since Cain’s penis was still entertaining it.

But in seconds, she felt that familiar warmth entering her. She looked up at Cain, and smiled. She saw that he was come with her. He was shaking more than her, thrusting his hips more and more. He didn’t want it to end until every last drop of his seed filled her. She accepted it gratefully, not bothered by it since she was already pregnant. Possibly with his child, too. She wanted him to fill her to the brim.

Leaning back, she spread her legs wide. She welcomed the seed, allowing it to overcome her. She had a fourth orgasm just from the impact and warmth. She quivered happily, feeling lucky and beautiful.

Panting and sweating, Cain groaned as he stared down at her. He brushed at her hair, and touched the back of her neck. He pulled her into a passionate kiss. She accepted it greatly, relaxing her body as she held him for minutes to come.

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Tiredly, Cain finished dressing. He slid his jacket on, and eyed the partially open window in Edie’s room. Dawn would near soon. He had stayed the night, as he had promised. But now it was time for business.

Turning, he moved like a shadow over to Edie’s bed. She slept there, naked beneath her quilted covers. A bright smile was plastered on her adorable, sleeping face. She had one arm out, squeezing the covers tightly. She still thought she held Cain. The two had fallen asleep only minutes after their passionate night. After their first love-making, they continued another two to three times before falling victims to the sleep overpowering their sex hunger.

Cain stared sadly down at her. He leaned down, and brushed at her dry hair. Cautiously so not to wake her, he placed a single, delicate peck on her cheek.

“Forgive me,” he sighed. Standing up, he grabbed his sheath, and hooked his sword against his waist. He turned and went to the door, opening it quietly before stepping out into the hallway. He gave Edie one final look, whispering, “I love you” before heading out to face the hunter.