Alanna and Aimil, along with their new friends Emilia and Lorence didn't take long to find an inn suitable for their stay while on the island of Ubertas. It was a beautiful place and from the looks of it to Alanna, all the people they'd seen so far were Donatus, she could tell mostly by their pointed ears. That was curious to Alanna, the only other place where Donatus walked around freely without hiding that she knew of was Ortus and other towns like Ortus that were secluded enough from most places. She remembered visiting this island before but that was literally an entire lifetime ago, she'd been half expecting things to have changed and sure enough there were changes, the only thing that surprisingly hadn't changed was the absence of mundanes. Considering the tendency of mundanes to seek out new lands and grab them for themselves and persecute anyone who wasn't their type of 'normal', this was definitely a surprise to Alanna, albeit a pleasant one.

As Alanna and Aimil settled in their room, Alanna couldn't help but think of the fact that she was yet to see her mother's ghost, or her father's for that matter. She'd thought surely by now she'd have seen them. The last she'd heard of Ortus was the death, destruction and ruin brought by the Venator. If her family had survived she'd have heard from them in some way by now. She wasn't sure what to think but she was tempted to cross the veil to look for her family, if they had passed, she could easily find them on the other side. "Mea Dea, are you alright? You've been awfully quiet," commented Aimil as he wrapped his arms around Alanna's waist from behind. Alanna shook out of her thoughts to find herself standing in front of the mirror in the room they shared. She barely even remembered moving around after she'd set her satchels down and sat on the bed, lost in thought.

"Yes, amica mea, just thinking about my family. Something doesn't quite add up," she said, leaning into Aimil and closing her eyes. "Anything I can do to help?" He asked, kissing her temple lightly. "I'll let you know when I think of something. Thank you for offering," Alanna said, turning around in Aimil's arms and kissing him softly.

Aimil walked back with her in his arms as they kissed until he felt the backs of his knees come into contact with the large bed. He sat down and pulled Alanna onto him, their kiss growing hungrier. "I think I know just what to do," he mumbled against her lips, gripping her hips and pulling her closer. Alanna moaned as she felt his hardness graze her core through their clothes. This wasn't a bad idea, she thought as she gripped his shoulders and ground onto him, making him groan in anticipation. She grabbed his chin and turned his head so she could kiss his neck, running her tongue along his ear and nipping his lobe slightly as she did. Aimil couldn't bite back the breathy moan that escaped him.

"You know, my plan was to take you out for dinner," Aimil rasped as Alanna licked and sucked at his neck, still grinding on him. "Let's make that supper," Alanna mumbled. Aimil couldn't take much more teasing, he wanted her naked. He fumbled with the zipper of her dress and slid it off her shoulders, lifting her onto the ground so he could slide it down her hips. Alanna stood before him in her black fitting chemise, unglamored, her purple eyes glowing with lust. Aimil felt himself grow impossibly harder and stood to relieve himself of his clothing as he used his magic to unbutton and slide off Alanna's chemise. He pulled Alanna into him, wrapping an arm around her tightly while his other arm grabbed her curls, bringing her lips to his as he kissed her hungrily. Alanna's kiss was just as hungry as his as she ran her hands across his wide muscular back, her hips pushing into his.

Without a word Aimil turned Alanna around and walked her to the mirror, making her watch as he ran his hands over her naked flesh. He sucked and licked at her neck as his hands kneaded her shapely breasts, his thumbs pressing and flicking at her nipples. Alanna couldn't help but arch her back, leaning into his touch. Aimil grabbed her by her waist, bringing her supple cheeks onto his hardness and his other hand played with her breasts. Alanna couldn't help the moans that escaped her and he moved his hardness between her cheeks. Aimil turned her head to kiss him, his hand going back to her breasts and pinching her nipples as he pushed her legs apart with his foot, his other hand sliding across her wet folds as he pushed her back into him even harder. Alanna could feel the rush of cream between her thighs at her lover's ministrations. Aimil moaned into her mouth as he felt her get even wetter against his fingers and pushed a thick finger into her, grinding his hardness harder between her cheeks. "You feel so good deliciae," he gasped as she clenched around his finger, pushing deeper into her and adding another finger.

He withdrew his fingers and wrapped his hands around her inner thighs and lifted her slightly so he could slide his hard thick member across her folds, making them both moan at the heat between them. He pressed one hand against her abdomen while his other hand found her sensitive bud, pinching and rubbing it firmly in circular motions while his hardness slid along her dripping slit, causing her to buck her hips and whimper. "Amica mea, please, I need you now," Alanna moaned, her body writhing impatiently against Aimil's. Aimil pushed her shoulders down gently, wrapping her hair around his forearm and slid inside her. He circled his hips to stretch her out, preparing her body to take him the way he wanted. "I'm going to feed you my cock hard now, and you're going to take it," he gritted out, circling his hips one more time then sliding out and slamming back into Alanna's wet core, groaning loudly. Alanna gasped as he slammed home, reveling in his burning possession. "Watch us, amica mea," Aimil grunted, pulling Alanna's head back by her hair as he began to pound into her, sliding out all the way back to his tip and slamming back in as they both moaned. Aimil couldn't help but watch where their bodies joined, entranced by the sight of her body sucking him in.

Alanna was even more aroused as she watched Aimil's face, his eyes focused on her pulsating core as his cock ravaged her at a piston pace. Aimil bent and pinched Alanna's nipple hard then slid down to her pulsating bud, his thrusts growing more urgent. Alanna's eyes rolled back into her head at the sensation, her moans and whimpers growing louder while Aimil's darkened eyes watched her. "So good," he grunted as Alanna's dripping sex clenched and pulsated around him almost violently. He couldn't hold it much longer, he needed her to cum. Suddenly he was upright, leaning back as his thrusts grew more powerful, going deeper. "I need you to cum for me Mea Dea, now!" He ordered, his palm cracking against her bouncing cheek as he increased his pace. That was all it took to push Alanna over the edge. "Yes Mea Dea, that's it! Give it to me!" Aimil growled as he felt Alanna clench around him, grabbing her hips tightly and slamming deep into her over and over until he came in a rush.

Aimil lifted Alanna's leg and flipped her around, lifting her into his arms and carrying her into the bathroom. Once the tub was full he gently placed her in and got in behind her. He couldn't help his arousal as he washed her, his hand sliding down her wet core, dripping with his seed and suddenly he was rock hard again. "Squat!" He commanded, lifting Alanna by her hips and slamming her onto him as he forcefully thrust up into her, blind with lust. One moment he was making love to her and the next he was fucking her into the next week, over and over again. By the end of their bath time both Alanna and Aimil were sated and spent.

Knock, knock! "Hello! I came to see if you two wanted your supper brought up to your room," a voice came from the other side of their door. "Yes please!" Alanna called out as she slid off the bed and conjured up a thick robe around her body. She opened the door slightly to receive the tray of food and wine, closing it behind her to set up the tray on the table beside the bed. Aimil lay on the bed watching his love with hungry eyes. Every time he was around her he felt like an insatiable beast, he could barely keep hos hands off her as it was. Even now with his rumbling stomach all he could think of feasting on was her. Alanna seemed to have sensed his train of thought because she simply giggled, shook her head and pointed to the tray. "Food first, me later," she chuckled. Aimil simply rolled his eyes and tried his best scowl but couldn't help the smile that graced his face as he sat up and pulled Alanna to him.

"Well then I think this robe needs to come off. I need a preview of my dessert," Aimil's deep voice rumbled lowly as he pulled at Alanna's robe while she giggled against him. They shared many a playful banter while they ate and drank. As soon as Alanna took her last bite, Aimil was on her, pulling her onto him and grabbing a cup of wine. He took a sip and pulled her mouth to his, coaxing it open with his thumb on her chin and pouring the wine into her mouth, licking her tongue as he did and biting her lower lip before he pulled back to watch her swallow. It took but three sips before he was inside her again, making love to her with fervor while she chanted his name as she rode the waves of pleasure he so generously gave.

The next morning, Alanna made it a point to take the newly cleaned dishes from the previous night's supper to the kitchen herself with Aimil behind her before they went to the beach. She'd conjured up a beautiful golden bikini and a matching coverup satin robe while Aimil had on a pair of black shorts and a golden dress shirt. "What do you want to do today?" He asked as they walked along the beach. Alanna's response was to conjure up a ball of water and splash him with it, causing him to gasp as she took of her robe and ran into the water in a fit of giggles. "Oh you little minx!" Aimil playfully growled as he took off after her, leaving his dress shirt on the sand next to her robe. Alanna transformed and used her tail to speed into the depths of the sea. "Two can play at that," Aimil mumbled to himself as he too transformed and chased after her. They played and swam in the water for all of what must have been twenty minutes before they were on each other again, their tongues dancing together. The sound of a throat clearing behind them shook them out of their daze and they turned to find Alina floating there with a sly grin on her face. "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted to see that you were settling in nicely," her voice echoed in their minds. "Thank you Alina, we are. Now that you're here I was wondering if we could meet up tomorrow?" Alanna responded with a warm smile, to which Alina nodded.

"That'd be wonderful. Maybe in the evening? I think that you'll find your time to be quite eventful," Alina responded with a knowing smile before she turned around and disappeared into the depths of the sea. Alanna was intrigued by what Alina said as she and Aimil headed back to the shore.

"Hello sweetheart," a familiar voice spoke as Alanna was occupied with tying her robe back up. She froze and looked to Aimil, her eyes widening in shock. It couldn't be! Could it? She slowly turned around to see her mother, Ava, and her father, Ries, with warm smiles. They clearly were not ghosts, they were real. Alanna felt like her brain was frying. How did they survive? She wondered as her eyes inspected them, they had barely aged. Ava stood still, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, well, her husband's shirt since she had a habit of wearing his shirts. When Alanna finally shook out of her shock she ran to her mother, throwing her arms around her. Her mother embraced her warmly as her father joined in.

"What? H-how?" Alanna stammered, struggling to get her words out. "We fought. Many of our people didn't survive the attack, we brought those who did here through a portal in the caves," Ava explained. "Wow, you have grown! I missed you so much!" She added, her eyes welling up with tears as she brought her hand up to Alanna's cheek. Alanna suddenly remembered Aimil was standing behind her and she went to him, gently taking his hand and bringing him to her parents. "Mom, dad, this is Aimil, my maritus. Although you may originally know him as Lucjan," she said, grinning brightly through her tears. Ries inspected Aimil while Ava simply smiled and raised her hand up to his cheek before wrapping her arms around him. "I'm glad you found each other, welcome to the family," she whispered in his ear before pulling away. Aimil nodded, a lump firmly lodged in his throat and tears welling up in his eyes, both from the rush of emotions he felt from Alanna and the warmth of Ava's words. He was happy for Alanna and he found himself missing his parents too as he watched their interaction.