Hey all,
It's the weirdest weather here. It's winter, but I'm walking around in shirt sleeves! What's up with that? And I'm not sure what it will do next!
It's the weirdest weather here. It's winter, but I'm walking around in shirt sleeves! What's up with that? And I'm not sure what it will do next!
Anyway, we left Eran and Amaris in a "delicate" position, so shall we go back and see how it all goes next? Enjoy!
The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim
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He longed
to speak of his love. To tell her how
she was the most important thing in his life.
The only thing in creation that made him want to forget his promise to
Jehovah. She was his strength and his
weakness. His kiss was fierce and a
little afraid. “I need you. More than anything in this world, I need
you.”
She
trembled at his words and clutched him tighter.
“Then show me. Show me how a
mighty warrior needs his woman.”
His groan
was swallowed as he kissed her again, this time even deeper. Water sloshed and the wine glass tipped over
and spilled on Eran’s discarded towel, but they didn’t notice. They were both too caught up in each other.
As much as
he wanted…had planned to, Eran couldn’t take it slow. The taste of her. The slippery feel of her skin sliding against
his set him aflame. He was on fire, his
body furiously demanding he take the woman in his arms hard and fast. His hands streaked over her, mapping the
luscious curves he now knew so well. He
circled her nipples with his fingers then plucked and rolled them until she was
writhing in his arms. Her cries of
passion made him want to explode.
“Eran,” she
breathed as she kissed his mouth, his chin, his cheeks. “I need you.
God in Heaven, how I need you.”
He
shuddered, and in answer swept his hand down the length of her body. His fingers quickly parted the folds of her
womanhood, and he tensed even more at the heat that poured into his hand. Gritting his teeth, he plunged two fingers deep
inside her. His lust spiraled higher
and higher in a never-ending dance as she screamed out his name.
Then,
without warning, her eyes went opaque, and she exploded in his arms.
All the
colors of the rainbow burst behind Amaris’ eyelids. The pleasure was overpowering, devastating,
shattering, sending both her mind and heart spinning out of control. Eran’s name was a shout of glory, of
exaltation, of wonder. Her body wouldn’t
handle the sensations. Every nerve
ending fired off at the same time, overwhelming her mind. She couldn’t stand it. She never wanted it to end. For the first time in her life, she came
close to fainting from pure undiluted gratification.
“Again,”
she heard him mutter. “Go over again, my
love. Remember I will never let you
fall.”
She was
shocked beyond words when her body responded with another rush of hedonistic
warmth. Even if her mind couldn’t
comprehend what was happening, her flesh did, and greedy for more of what it
had received before, it took and took until her bones were liquid with
pleasure. She lost track of how many
times he sent her over the edge. All she
could focus on was the taste of his lips and the feel of his strong, hard body
cushioning hers.
It wasn’t
until he lifted her leg over his hip, and she felt the blunt tip of his penis,
probing, demanding entrance, did she come back to herself. Just in time to gasp soundlessly as he drove
hard inside her, sending those already overwhelmed nerve endings screaming
again.
Release was
only a heartbeat away, a jagged edge of sharp sensation as he thrust faster and
faster, his panting breath harsh against the side of her neck. His muscles were like steel, his cock so hard
and thick it was almost too much for her to take.
As if he
knew what she was thinking, he moved, adjusting them slightly. More heat spread through her as his penis
stroked rhythmically against her clit.
Her nipples tingled and desire speared down into her belly. Her strangled moan of pleasure only seemed to
spur him on.
“Eran,” she
sobbed out, unable to stand the fiery torment another second. “Please.
I need…
He
shuddered, and his driving moves became wilder, almost out of control. Then, just when she was sure she was going to
break in two from the sensations, she felt him swell inside her. Another gasp escaped, but it was covered my
Eran’s deep masculine groan as he thrust again, hard and deep, one last
time. He grabbed her rear, and holding
her so tightly she was sure she’d have bruises the next day, he came, his
throbbing orgasm whirling her into the maelstrom with him and sending her up
into the heavens one last time.
“I do
believe,” she heard him gasp out several long moments later, “I kept us from
drowning.”
Amaris
couldn’t prevent the giggle from escaping.
She was as weak as a kitten and just as content. Cuddled beneath him, her cheek pressed to his
still heaving chest, she looked down her nose to where water lapped only a few
inches from her chin. “Barely. If we hadn’t splashed most of it out, we’d
both be in trouble.
He chuckled
and with a swift move of his body, she was on top of him. “There.
Better?”
She kissed
him. “I’m always better when I’m in your
arms.”
His smile
widened. He lifted a soapy hand and brushed an errant soap bubble from her
cheek. “We are better together.”
“You’re
going to smell like a girl now.”
Those
copper eyes warmed again. “It was worth it.”
Her heart
just overflowed. He was everything
beautiful and different. Exactly what
she’d always wanted, but had never expected to actually find. A man who would protect her, stimulate her
mind and love her with a passion she hadn’t even believed in. Until him.
The knowledge filled her to the bursting and overwhelmed her. She laid her head on his chest, listening to
the beat of his strong and dependable heart and let the peace and utter
rightness of the truth complete her.
It had
always been there, waiting to be released, probably since the first time she’d
seen his handsome face in that wretched alley. All the things she’d done…all
the paths she’d traveled had led her to this man…to this moment in time. And now Amaris finally understood.
She was
completely, desperately, overwhelmingly in love with her angelic guardian.
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*sniff* My favorite part is when they discover they love each other. I must write it ten times until I get it just right. And if I read it and tear up, I know I done good. LOL
See what happens now in next Sunday's installment. And have a great week until we meet again!
Hugs,
CJ England
Follow Your Dreams
http://cjengland.com/luckbealady/luckbealady.htm
2 comments:
Wonderful CJ! Looking forward to next Sunday!
Hugs! Thanks, Phylis!!!
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