3 Chapter 3: Storms and Bathing

My eyes soaked up everything about the village like a dry sponge just introduced to a glass of water. Did I go back in time? The homes were so...archaic and though well built, they reminded me of those television shows about indegonous people, complete with some women washing clothes down the river. I continued to watch the people, not bustling, but meandering around, or doing work, such as washing clothes. Most of the people were sitting in the lawn, like on the lawn. Severald kept looking up at the sky then back down.

I watched as a nude man, which if I was blunt scared the heck out of me, there are naked men everywhere...this man stood up and turned into a wolf. I felt my breath catch and my heart speed up. Little black dots made their appearance in my eyes. Before I could attempt to pass out he came back with a rabbit in his mouth and began to eat it, his gray muzzle turning red. I couldn't look away from the sight. Once he finished, bones included, he ran over to the river and dunked his head in the water, drank some, then turned back into a gorgeous man. Complete with a six pack and muscular arms. This man was almost as good looking as the one behind me.

At this point I am hoping that I am stuck in a hallucination. This is the very reason why I never do any illegal drugs and stick with my medical marijuana edibles. This is too scary, and I don't know how I even came to be in this situation. If it wasn't for all the sexy men, and I do mean sexy men, I would equate this situation with hell. Maybe I died and I am in some kind of heaven, with beautiful men as eye candy for the rest of eternity. I pinch myself and it hurts. Heaven can't hurt right?

Men can't turn into animals. It's basic biology.

I had been looking outside so long that the sky began to streak with lightning, gaining momentum, sparking up the sky with white flashes. The people? animals? Ran to their homes. Once the sky boomed with crackling thunder I felt like my knees were going to melt into the ground.

Sad to say that at twenty years old, I fear thunderstorms. I was once stuck in the middle of New York when a thunderstorm struck, the booming sounds and scent of ozone still gives me nightmares. I may have been five or six at the time, and it took a while for my class to discover I was missing, and even longer for them to find me. I remember the flashing skies and how the lightning would strike the metal statue near where I was hiding. The event was unfortunate, but has left scars.

The sky lit up once more, and the sounds of thunder shook the house. Instead of melting into the ground I turned around to the man...the jaguar...and ran to his arms. I tried to smash my fast against his chiseled chest, my heart racing and my head was beginning to pound. Thankfully his arms wrapped around my waist, his powerful hold instantly took my fears about the storm outside away and provided another level of fear when he began to remove my clothes.

I couldn't even make a sound, my throat closed up as my heart tried to exit my chest. Before I could utter anything I stood as naked as him, his hard body pressed against mine. My mind went to the thought of rape or coercion, but this mans body didnt' even respond. I know, I am naked in his arms and his flesh is still hanging between his legs.

I don't know if I should feel thankful or insulted. I've never shown my naked form to a man before. Still in his arms he reached down on the bed and handed me...lye soap?

His deep voice rumbled from his chest, "Wash up, you smell." I was dead. My face lit up like a christmas tree as his words. He then dropped me in a wooden bowl filled with lukewarm water. I seriously don't know what kind of situation this is, but my humiliation level is through the roof.

I never expected that the first man to see me naked would utter those words. After the shock is firmly absorbed and my body has reacted appropriately, by that I mean I looked at him with my most severe 'go to hell' expression. He didn't seem too fazed.

So...am I cleaning myself for him? Am I preparing my body for him? I need to know, because I figured out that this is not any kind of hallucination. I began to clean myself, the lye soap didn't smell bad, but it was strong on my skin. The man walked in with another pot of water and stood next to me, "Stand up, I'll help you rinse off." His tone changed so much, and so did the look in his eyes, his gorgeous tawny brown eyes that had a smackling of green in them. Now that I am looking into his eyes...he has cat pupils!

My embarrassment level went up another notch, but I stood and let him pour the warm water over my head and I used my hands to get all the soap off my hair and body. The soap was harsh, but my flesh feels even smoother and softer than it does after using my favorite body wash and lotion. The man helped dry me off after lifting me from the water basin. He's looking at me as if I am a precious jewel. His gaze is really powerful.

Once my body was dry, he brought me a skirt and top made of animal fur. He must have a girlfriend or a wife to have women's clothing. I don't really care who they belong to as long as I can get out of this naked and exposed state and get my dirty mind back on track.

I heard the man begin to hum, which made my tense body relax. Even the sounds of the storm were no longer as intense. Instead I could feel myself wanting to navigate back to his arms. Is this Stockholm syndrome or like transference? I don't know, but my usual talkative self was completely shut up, and I am absorbing as much information about this place as possible. I am looking around now that I am dressed when I hear the man speak again.

"My name is Taylor, I will be yours and you will be mine," I turned around and faced him with these words. The heart that just calmed down began to speed up once more at his words. Sadly it was not with fear this time, even I could recognize the signs my body was giving up. 'What is happening with my body? Why do I feel like stretching my body out to his and rubbing all over him?'

At his words I felt a tingling between my legs and anticipation... This is not normal! That also answers the question of his single status. I guess I did get lucky, this man is drop dead gorgeous, and since he did rescue me and not once cause me any harm...well, when in Rome and all that.

"So, you did understand me before, you do speak my language" I chose to ignore his words and my body's reaction to them, "Can you tell me what's going on? I have been so scared."

The man sat down on the bed and patted a spot next to him, his soothing words did more to bring me to his side than his actions. He told me about their legacy, about this world that I am now in. My rapid heartbeat slowed down the more he spoke. A feeling of gloom began to envelop me. As the storm raged outside, my mind raged inside. When he spoke about the smell I had on me once more, I wanted to chuckle. They didn't have smog here, nor pollution like my world. In fact, the archaic world I first saw was accurate. This world didn't have a need for cars or trains. They had men who could turn into giant birds and fly wherever they wanted. This world was very simple, but very secluded. The overload of information combined with the chaos of the day made me feel a level of exhaustion that was unreal. I couldn't even stop my body as I finally succumbed and fell into a heavy, dream filled sleep, my brain making sense of everything that I experienced.

When the female fell asleep, the man wrapped his arms around her, situating them together in the bed. He felt his member getting hard from her fresh scent and delectable body wrapped inside his embrace. He moved his legs to wrap between hers, her plump breasts squished into his much harder one. He felt intense happiness having her arms wrapped around him. Never had he felt a female's embrace. She seemed comfortable with him and his home, and she didn't rebuke his words. The man too fell asleep, a small smirk on his lips, after so many years of refusing females and being alone, he found the one meant for him.

The gods surely chose this female for him. He couldn't wait to introduce Kaden to his mate!