Luminous: Book One by A. Utjapimuk

Author:A. Utjapimuk [Utjapimuk, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-29T00:00:00+00:00

Let Me Hear Your Song

After a long cuddle on the chair, Coris was groggy, and Meya still lusty. Thus, to the bed they retired, giving no heed to the time of day.

Too exhausted to please his maiden fair, Coris implored Meya to admire his glorious physique while he napped. Poor Meya had settled for finger-doodling on his belly when a certain something prodded her loins. A flash of pure bliss rushed up her spine, overwhelming her senses. Strangling back a moan, Meya glared down at Coris, who’d wiped his face blank.

“You said you won’t go again ’til tomorrow!”

“Apologies, my middle brother has his own mind,” mumbled Coris, eyes still closed. Giggling, Meya patted his cheek.

“You rest. I’ll take care of wee-Coris. Well, not so wee, actually.”

Chuckling, Meya took his hands and leaned down with a kiss which slid its way down his neck, over his heart, past his belly button, to his core. She awakened him, then sheathed him within.

Waves of bliss coursed through him. Meya cried out his name as she tilted her face to the Heights, basking in the light at the pinnacle. She showered him with a stream of warmth so soothing, he finally felt safe to let go. He laid back as a pulsating river of clouds carried him into Freda’s Caldera, then drifted down to land like an autumn leaf, knowing he’d miss it sorely when his time came.

Meya fell onto his chest, panting. He raised a feeble arm and caressed her hair. She rubbed her cheek, then her lips against his palm.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice choked with tears. It was the first time she crested the Heights with him. “D’you like it?”

Meya raised her face to his, then her smile fell. His wide, pale eyes stared through her at demons only he saw.

“Thank you, too. I’m grateful to feel the Heights before drowning in the Lake.”

“Coris, dun say that! You’re not going anytime soon. And not to Fyr’s Lake, that’s for sure!”

“Yet, part of me wished I’d never known how it felt. Now I’m less ready to die.”

“Coris! Oh, Freda.”

Tears rolled down his cheeks, like stars falling to their deaths. Meya eased him into her arms.

“I’m sorry. Sorry. So sorry,” he muttered feverishly as he rubbed his flooding eyes on her shoulder. He jolted and bucked, struggling to staunch the leak, but for years the whirlpool had festered under still waters. The dam was doomed to burst.

“I’m just scared, every night I go to sleep, scared I won’t wake. I’m sorry. I don’t want to die. Not this soon, not like this. But how can I say when Freda keeps telling me…took my eating…took my sleep…I should just drop dead than live on and on like this…pathetic…invalid…useless…waste of resources. Can’t even pleasure a fair maiden, can’t give her a babe. Mother would cry her last then move on. What’s the point in prolonging her torture? What could I possibly achieve? But I don’t want to. I don’t want to melt away. I’m scared.

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