Healing Hands Of E'lan by Jarrett Leigh

Author:Jarrett, Leigh [Jarrett, Leigh]
Language: nld
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Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

When Zarum spoke, E'lan didn't hear him at first. His

heart was hammering so loudly in his ears.

"I need to be going," Zarum said again. He gazed

around on the grass and found where he'd discarded his

tunic earlier, and puled it on over his head. It hadn't

been that far away from the furs after al.

E'lan tipped his head in confusion. Zarum had

definitely enjoyed what they'd just done together, but

perhaps he couldn't coax him past the gender barrier

after al. It looked like Zarum wanted to run.

"I thought we could head back to my sleeping

platform for a while. Maybe talk some more," E'lan

suggested hopefuly.

Zarum studied E'lan. He hadn't expected such a

forceful display of sexuality from her, and he certainly

hadn't expected his body to respond to her advances.

The nature of the things she'd done had surprised him.

He'd fucked a few women since reaching maturity, but

none of them had ever touched him in that way; only the

men had. And he wasn't sure what to make of it.

"E'lan—" Zarum scrubbed his face. "I know your

elders have chosen me to be your mate, and I came to

the gathering knowing that might happen, but I can't be

bonded to you."

The wind rustled the leaves and shifted a scattering of

clouds, obscuring the moon. E'lan looked up at the

skies, searching for a sign, pleading with the four spirits

to grant him permission to tel Zarum the truth. But there

was no answer.

E'lan exhaled heavily and nodded his head. "I

understand. I'l let the elders know so they may choose

another." He raised his eyes. "But I could use some help

tomorrow if you don't mind tagging along with me a

while longer. I need to harvest a few beetles and they

can only be found deep inside the meat of living trees."

"Who usualy helps you?" Zarum lifted a few skins,

folded them over his arm and picked up the basket,

cradling it against his chest.

"I usualy do it myself." E'lan grinned when Zarum

coughed out a laugh. "What? You don't think I can

chop down a tree on my own?" He puled the fur

forward and folded it in half, then roled it up; flinging it

over his shoulder once he was done.

Zarum folowed behind E'lan. It was quite dark now

that the moon was hidden, and he didn't know the trail,

so he was relying on her to find the way back. "I'm sure

you're quite capable of chopping down a tree or

accomplishing anything else you set your mind to." He

stopped walking, realizing what he'd said and how it

might be interpreted. The last thing he wanted to do

was hurt E'lan. She seemed like an amazing person.

Zarum jogged to catch up with E'lan and found her

standing in the path waiting for him. "I'm sorry about

that. I didn't mean to—"

"No, it's alright. I'l find someone." E'lan pressed his

free hand onto his hip and studied Zarum. "When did

you realize you liked cock?" He blinked expectantly,

waiting for Zarum to answer.

Zarum cleared his throat. "Excuse me?"

E'lan turned and started walking again. "Zarum, we

both know you like men. Let's move past trying to hide

it. As your friend, I'm curious as to when you knew.

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