Rexrider (First World's End Book 1) by Angel Mark

Author:Angel, Mark [Angel, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: ANAMedia International
Published: 2011-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

Home often seems more attractive from afar.

The lights beckon your return.

But once there, it seems like you never left.

— Pirlan

15. Home Stretch

Lover’s Peak after dawn, 12/01/1643--

A striation of high clouds softened the sun’s glare as it climbed toward its zenith. The wind had changed, and the noises of birds in the orchard joined the trickle of the stream in announcing that the dawn had come to the pleateau and long since gone.

Tamik listened to the rhythmic breaths that ebbed and flowed from Tyna’s small round nose. Beyond the flaps of her shelter, the campsite was still. Even the rexes seemed to have slept late. With no fledglings present, the pride seemed to have lost its energy. It was not long, however, before Tamik heard the sound of others emerging from their hutches and the breaking of dry branches to stoke the cookfire. Hesitant to disentangle himself from Tyna’s embrace, he instead studied her features as she slept. She must have been dreaming something good, for a smile crept across her sleeping face as her eyelids quivered.

As for himself, he had rested well in the soft folds of her sleepskins with her warm body close to his, but he was again feeling aroused and for reasons he was finally beginning to understand, the sensation still made him feel uneasy. After he shared his boyhood experience with Tyna, she observed that his sister’s assault, being his first and most intimate encounter with an experience between a man and a woman, likely influenced how he felt now about women. He would have to rediscover his relationship with women apart from that event, and apart from the skywatcher’s stranglehold on his mind. It would not be easy, but she seemed committed to helping him. He smiled at the recollection of how much she had already done to guide him along the way.

As if on cue, she stirred, stretching her legs over his and rolling onto her back.

“How about a swim?” he whispered, propping himself up on one elbow.

She nodded, smiling, eyes still closed.

Tamik reached for his undergarment, but reconsidered after his nose caught its whiff.

“I think I’ll just gather up my things and meet you at the pool,” he suggested as he covered himself with a bathing wrap.

Tyna nodded once again, and rolled over to go back to sleep.

Tamik crouched over her. “Hey,” he gently nudged her ribs with his toe.

“What?” she grumbled, brushing at his foot.

“Swim?”

She opened her eyes and squinted up at him, then wiggled out of the sleepskin. “Turn around,” she said. Tamik complied, and she slipped out of her sleepgown, tying her bathing wrap around her waist, up over her breasts and around the back of her neck.

Tamik, puzzled by this modesty, gathered his things and surreptitiously stepped out of the hutch. No one seemed to notice as he walked around the encampment to leave his wares behind his father’s hutch. The red-earth path to the pool was dusty, but the water in the pool was refreshing. As he waded in, he turned back to watch Tyna treading carefully down toward him.

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