I Need You
By
Kamala
Chapter 5
Desert near Ahm Shere 2050 A.D.
Devi lay back on the pillows of her bed in her tent. It had been a long week watching a dig at Luxor. She
decided to spend a few of her free days with her family instead of at the Temple. She had the tent all to
herself, since all of her sisters had married. Her mother thought it was time for her to settle down. She
could not understand the demands on Maya’s life. There would be no way her mother would understand
her feelings for a man who was the mortal enemy of their people.
‘Sometimes I miss the simple life of the Med-jai. Days spent training and watching.’
But this was not the life she wanted for the long term. Her life was in service to an Ancient God,
something her family would never understand or accept, with their devotion to Allah.
‘I can only imagine their reaction to me being High Priestess of the Temple of Isis.’
She listened to the quiet of the desert. Her body slowly relaxing and drifting to sleep.
Thebes 1290 B.C.
The Blue Moon of Osiris was shining brightly into his sleeping chamber, when Devi entered his chambers
and found him laying on his bed, sprawled out on his back a light cloth covering his groin. She walked
slowly towards him smiling, dropping the robe she was wearing, crossing to him. Not that he would
appreciate it, since he was deep in slumber. She wondered if his day had been rough to cause him to
sleep so.
She crawled across the bed to him and slowly slid the covering from his body. She watched as his flesh
raised in reaction to the cool night air.
Devi ran a hand over his firm stomach trailing her fingers through the light sprinkle of hair around his
flaccid member. She smiled at the thought he was growing hair because of the comment she had made
when she had last been with him.
“…I wish you were not shaven here.”
“Why?”
“So I could see us together, blond against black.”
“My rebel priest,” she whispered as she stroked him, bringing him to full attention. She smiled when he
groaned and raised his knees levering his hips upwards. She slid a leg over his waist straddling his hips,
facing his knees.
She slowly impaled herself on him. Her body welcoming him into her. She braced her hands on his upright
knees, as she spread her thighs wider to take him in deeper. Her head tilting back at the feel of him deep
within her again.
“Hmmm,” she moaned feeling him thicken and lengthen within her. Her hips slowly moving on him,
savoring the feel of him.
She felt Imhotep come awake suddenly under her, his hands grabbing her hips and grinding against her.
Pleasure coursed through her as his hips lifted, thrusting harder and deeper into her.
“Devi,” he shouted.
“Imhotep,” she moaned in return, her head dropping to his knees.
The friction was incredible, she felt him run his tongue over her shoulder, causing her to shudder with
desire. He slowly lifted her off him.
“Imhotep,” she said as he withdrew from her.
“On your hands and knees,” he ordered.
She moved quickly on them. They did not know how long they would be together in and tried not to
spend too much time talking at first. She looked over her shoulder at him on his knees behind her.
“Look forward.”
She felt his tongue lick his way up from the base of her spine to the back of her neck then the hard thrust
of his hips as he impaled her. She collapsed to her elbows, her back arching to take him deeper as he
stroked with short, hard thrusts in and out of her.
“Im….ho…….tep,” she screamed.
His hands reached to grab her breasts, as he whispered in her ear all the things he dreamed of doing to
her, in his bed, in her absence.
Their bodies moving in an ancient rhythm, they were the living representations of the gods they
worshipped Osiris and Isis.
He continued to thrust forward her body pushing backwards to meet his. She tightened around him..
Devi’s climax hit her hard and fast. Seconds later, she heard him shout his climax as he pumped his seed
into her. They collapsed into a heap on the bed, their limbs too weak to support them. Imhotep laying on
top of her, while her body continued to milk him.
“I grow too heavy,” he whispered against her cheek then kissed it.
“Hmm, feels good though,” she whispered back.
“Still,” he replied withdrawing and rolling to his back.
She turned and curled up against him.
“I have missed you, Devi,” he said wrapping her in his arms.
She looked up at him and brought her head to his. His lips hovering under hers, “I missed you.”
She kissed him, their tongues twining with each other. She felt him harden against her leg.
She rolled taking him with her until she was on her back and he was above her. She opened her legs
wider wrapping them around his hips, as he thrust into her again.
Several Hours Later
Their bodies entwined in the center of his bed. His hand playing with strands of her hair while his other
rubbed her back.
“I love you,” she said softly.
“I love you, my Golden One,” Imhotep said kissing her gently. “You need sleep, Little One.” He looked
down at her.
She stifled a yawn.
“I don’t want to sleep,” Devi replied after a moment, her exhaustion reflecting in her voice, “If I sleep, I
will wake up alone. I do not want to leave you again.”
Imhotep kissed her forehead. “Osiris and Isis have their reasons why we cannot be together yet. Have
faith in our gods.”
“I do. But I ache without you. It hurts so bad.”
“I know I feel it too.”
He reached above his head and took a charm of the ledge. “Take this and wear it close to your heart, as I
wear your Isis charm, and feel my love surround you.”
He placed a kiss in her open palm, put the Osiris charm in it and closed her fingers around it.
“Always,” he said kissing her once again.
“For eternity,” she whispered against his lips.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
They knowing when they woke they would find themselves alone again just like the other eleven times.
Each wondering when their gods would see it fit for them to be together again, and forever.
Desert 2050 A.D.
Devi woke up alone, but strangely did not feel alone. She rolled over and opened her hand, inside was the
charm Imhotep gave her.
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