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Sunday, April 27, 2014

The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim Chapter 9 Part 1

Hey all,

I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter.  Here in Argentina I spent my Easter hunting chocolate eggs (there goes the diet) and wandering around an awesome South American Artist's Fair.  One of the hardest things about being on tour is being away from the kids.  So I had to keep myself busy doing something else.

Amaris and Eran are keeping themselves busy.  Shall we see if they actually take it further?  Or will they back off and ignore their feelings one more time?  Enjoy!!!!

The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim


Chapter Nine

Eran knew as soon as he saw her naked body he was fighting a losing battle.  He wanted her.  Badly.  His whole being ached with a passion that had long been denied.  But it wasn’t just lust.  He knew the difference.  This was something deeper.  Something he wasn’t even able to put a name to.  All he knew was that for the first time in his existence, other than his Lord, he’d found someone he could really care about. 
He still struggled with the fact he was supposed to be above such things.  He was her teacher…her protector and guide.  He was supposed to take care of her, not desire her.  But Amaris, this beautiful innocent angel, had gotten under his skin, touched him in ways he’d never expected and could no longer fight against.  When he’d listened to Asmodeous seducing her, he’d been furious, fighting against a rage he’d never before experienced.  He finally understood the very human need to commit murder.  He’d felt so possessive of her, he’d been hard pressed not to destroy the demon where he stood.
 So now, as she knelt beside him on his uncomfortable pallet, he realized from the moment he’d first seen her, he’d been struggling against the inevitable.  Everything between them had been leading up to this moment in time.  Now he only had to make the choice.
Should he make her his?
He sucked in his breath when she trailed a finger down his side to caress his abdomen.  His cock jumped, and he prayed she couldn’t see it in the darkness.  Then that thought was chased away as she bent close and the ends of her hair brushed over his chest.
“Eran,” she breathed, “are you going to fight with me about this?”  She bussed a kiss along his hard jaw.  “Or will you admit we belong together, and show me how you really feel?”
His nostrils flared as he took in the scent of her sweet perfume and even more delicious female arousal.  “Amaris.”  Her name was a sigh.  “You don’t know what you’re doing.”
She laughed softly and nipped at his lip.  It sent a streak of fire straight to his groin.  “Then you’ll have to teach me that, too.”  Licking at the hurt she’d just caused him, her voice was a gentle purr.  “Please, Eran.  Show me what you like.  I want to give you pleasure.”
Unable to help himself, he reached up and cupped her face in his hands.  “Amaris.  You give me pleasure just by looking at you.”
“But I want more,” she whispered, turning to kiss the palms of his hands.  “I want to touch you all over.  I want to know you in every way.  And I want you to touch me.  Make love to me, Eran.  I can’t go another minute aching for you.  Please.”
Her pleas broke through his reserve.  To be wanted in such a way, not for his strength or for his wisdom, but for himself, was a heady thought.  Then he caught his breath when she took his hands and placed them over her breasts.  He squeezed involuntarily, and her nipples stabbed into his sensitive flesh.  Her soft moan set all his nerve endings on fire.  He groaned in response.
“Have mercy, little angel.  It has been a long time.  I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her smile was as ancient and tempting as Eve’s.  “Then don’t wait any longer, Eran.  Make me yours.”
That permission snapped his control and he rolled, taking her beneath him on the pallet.  His mouth captured hers hungrily, and he had the faint thought that if he was going to cross the line, he’d do it so they would have no regrets in the future.  She would belong to him and he to her.  For as long as they both willed it and the Lord allowed.
She wriggled against him, and his body clenched hard in reaction.  His kiss turned fiercer, hungrier.  In truth, he was famished for the full taste of her.  And she was just as ravenous, threading her fingers through his long hair and holding his mouth to hers.  When he bit down on her plump lower lip, she gasped, and he took advantage by slipping his tongue inside to mate with hers.
They dueled playfully, each teasing and tasting the other, trying to find all the delicious nerve endings that set fire to their souls.  He had the brief thought that she tasted just as he remembered.  All heat and sweet lightning.  But that thought was chased away when her hands slipped beneath the shorts he was wearing to cup his butt.
He groaned again, and rolled to the side so they were facing each other.  He wanted—no needed—her to touch him everywhere.  His silent wish was granted when her hand slowly eased over his hip and shyly wrapped around his aching cock.
It was if the heavens opened and all the light of the stars burst behind his eyelids.  He could barely hold back, his climax threatening so fast, so furious, he knew he’d made a serious mistake in letting her touch him at all.
Swearing under his breath, he rolled again, plucking her hands away from him and holding them over her head as she lay panting beneath him.
“I can’t,” he managed as he pressed his face against her neck and fought not to explode.  “M-My need for you is too great.  Give me a moment, little angel.  I-I need to control myself.”
But Amaris didn’t want him controlled.  What he didn’t understand was she was on fire for him as well.  His kisses had brought her to the edge of reasoning.  His touches, the feel of his body over hers made her so wet she could feel the juices trickling down her thigh.  She was as hungry for him as he was for her.  All she knew was she wanted him inside her so badly she could taste it.
So instead of laying quiet, she arched up against him, parting her legs as she bit gently on his strong shoulder.  No!  I want you now, Eran.  Please.  It aches so badly.  Make it go away.  Make love to me!”


Whew!!!!  I wrote it and had to go get a glass of ice water to cool myself down.  Gotta love an sensual romantic scene!!!  Stay tuned next week to see just how Amaris and Eran spend their night.

Have a great week!

CJ England

Follow Your Dreams


Phylis said...

WOW! Hot! I had to wait till today to read, to much of a jam packed day yesterday! Looking forward to next Sunday!

CJ England said...

Glad you liked it, Phylis!