Her Burning Star

Disclaimer: The Infernal Devices series and its characters purely belong to Cassandra Clare :)

Summary: She was supposed to be an infertile warlock so she wasn't expecting that she would be able to experience motherhood. The problem was she had a feeling that she was not carrying the child of her own husband.

Chapter One:

Dull gray eyes were looking lifelessly at the contents scattered on the vanity. Soft dark hair was being combed expertly by gentle hands. A few more minutes passed by and Sophie couldn't keep her silence anymore. She could clearly see that there was something wrong with Miss Gray. The young lady had that far off look on her face since the moment she helped her get dressed for breakfast. The maid opened her mouth to ask if Tessa was alright. But she couldn't seem to break the ice. She took a deep breath and went back on her task at hand which was fixing Tessa's hair. She started putting the other girl's dark brown hair up when she noticed an angry reddish mark on the pale skin of the back of Tessa's neck. It looked like a bruise and before Sophie could stop herself, words tumbled out of her mouth.

"Are you hurt, Miss? You have some kind of bruise on the back of your neck…" Sophie wanted to touch the offending mark but of course she resisted since it might hurt Tessa. The sudden question seemed to bring the life in Tessa's eyes. Sophie watched as her once still face becomes animated on the mirror they were both currently looking at.

"A-A… A what?" Sophie noticed the shake in Tessa's voice and this made her worry about her more. Tessa's hand shot up to touch the spot where Sophie had said that the 'bruise' was located. She rubbed the area and pressed on her skin several times. There was a dull ache but Tessa knew it wasn't a bruise. She knew that the 'ache' she was feeling from the mark could have been just her imagination. Yes. Because she was imagining how she managed to get that 'bruise'.

Heat flooded her cheeks and Sophie noticed her turning red like she was embarrassed. Their eyes met on the mirror and Tessa gave her a crooked smile. "Must be a bug bite…" her voice came breathy and short like she was nervous.

"Are you alright, Miss Tessa?" Sophie asked and Tessa turned away from the mirror so they can looked at each other face to face.

"Of course. I… I just have a lot of things to think about. I'm sorry for worrying you, Sophie. I-I guess I can arrange my own hair… Thank you for your assistance as always," Tessa said and Sophie understood that Tessa didn't need her presence in her room anymore. She excused herself politely and told Tessa that she should see her again downstairs in the dining hall for breakfast.

Tessa let go of the breath she was holding the moment Sophie exited the room and slumped down on the vanity. Her left hand was still clutching the back of her neck. Memories of the previous night played in her pretty little head just like a theatrical play.

She jumped in the high chair she was sitting on when the library doors shut closed with a loud bang. She peeked out of the back of her chair to take a look at the person who just entered the room. She was pretty surprised that someone would still go in the library at this kind of hour but then remembered that she was not the one to talk.

Her heart almost jumped out of her mouth the moment her eyes caught his dark blue ones. She noticed him stop in his tracks the moment he sees her. Her mouth opened to greet him but then he took a step forward and wobbled on his feet. She was immediately at his side to steady him. "Will!" she clutched onto him and struggled a little under his weight. The heavy stench of liquor assaulted her nose and yet she didn't care. It was Will. This was Will. To her horror, William Herondale could have smelled like a dead polluted river but still she wouldn't care.

"You're drunk," she said and relaxed a little bit when he looked like he could hold his ground with little help. His arm went around her shoulders and he jerked her flushed against his heated body. She gasped and he grinned down at her like a Cheshire cat. His dark eyes which looked like black sparkling gems under the dim lighting of the room looked so alluring, Tessa had to hold her breath in. "So you can tell…" His voice was so low it felt like it had been ages since she had last spoken to him. Well it could really have been ages because it had been quite a while… He was so close and Tessa was starting to feel weak against his body. She then averted her eyes from his before it could be too late.

"I can tell, Will… And I know you better head to bed," she tried to remove his arm from her shoulders but his grip only tightened. She then realized that his clothes were really wet. How could she not notice it from the time he entered the library? He was soaking wet and was dripping all over the place along with the front of her dressing gown. "Come on… I'll help you to your room," he didn't budge and she had no choice but to look at him. To look into those hypnotizing eyes of his again. "Will…" Tessa didn't notice that she sounded like she was pleading.

His right hand reached up and brushed some of her hair out of her face. His eyes drunkenly watched the little shadows dancing along her creamy skin. Tessa thought that maybe she could just walk out and leave Will to his own devices. She knew he would be able to manage. She knew that she should just go to her room and rest. She knew that was what she should do but instead she stayed. She stayed to relish into the feeling of his calloused fingers brushing her skin like light feathers. "By the Angel… I miss you so much, Tess… My Tess…" Her heart pounded so hard and so loud against her ribcage, she could feel how much longing and pain he was in because of her engagement to his parabatai.

"Will… I– " she wanted to tell him that she missed him too but he was already kissing her. His lips melted against hers in a desperate kiss. She tasted the liquor he had drunk on his lips and she wanted to taste more… more of him. It had been so long… Jem's face flashed in her mind and she wanted to pull away. She thought she did try… Or maybe she just wanted to think that she did but she was not able to overpower his strong arms. Her hands clutched onto the drenched material of his shirt… desperately pulling him closer… and closer. His kisses started to become frenzied and his hands started to wander to places he should not be touching… nor she should be letting him touch and yet…

Tessa bit on her lower lip at the memory. She felt torn between going down in the dining room to join the rest of the inhabitants of the Institute or just stay here in her room. She didn't want to see him… but a part of her wanted to see Will too. The latter won and she soon found herself sitting in front of the dining table with Jem, her kind and loving fiance, smiling handsomely at her side. She almost winced at the pain and guilt she felt in her heart. She questioned herself how she could have done that last night when here was the man who loved her and whom she loved as well. The man she was set to marry in a week. If it was possible to feel more pain and an unmistakable joy at the same time the moment William Herondale settled down on the seat right across from her then that was what she just felt.

Their eyes met and to her horror and surprise, he held her gaze which was very unusual. Will almost always tried to avoid her. Sitting at the far end of the table… not meeting her looks. But he was looking at her now. His eyes looked so intense and she was getting lost in them again just like how she did last night…

She lay bare beneath him as his ever blue eyes run down the length of her body. Tessa couldn't tell if he was simply admiring or he was committing every inch into memory even in the current drunken state he was in. She couldn't remember how they managed to end up in his room but they did. In the whirlwind of wet kisses and hot touches, they tumbled down on his bed and proceeded to claw on each other's clothes.

"Tess… Tessa…" her eyes closed automatically as she let herself drown in the beautiful sound of his voice saying her name. Her lips parted in a gasp when he leaned down and placed an open-mouthed kiss just above her collarbone. His body moved above hers and his lips was soon on hers again. She kissed him back deeply. Her hands weaved in his silky black locks. The heat Tessa was feeling was incredible. She wondered if it was really possible to feel this hot... like you're burning. The hand cupping the back of her neck slipped down her chest to the valley between her breasts. Her whole body was on fire. His touches made her mind foggy. He let his hand run along the length of her body for a moment before gently cupping a breast making her arch against him.

"Will…" His lips had left hers and were already trailing butterfly kisses down her chest. The dull ache she was feeling in between her legs started to intensify when his hot mouth closed over one of her nipples. She moaned and gasped his name out like a prayer. His other hand proceeded to explore lower. She trembled against him when his fingers lightly brushed over that moist and throbbing pearl in between her folds. Her hands pulled on his hair as she squirmed beneath him. She didn't know what exactly he was doing. She didn't even have any idea how the events manage to proceed like that. But she couldn't bring herself to care at that moment because she just wanted him and he was making her feel… so damn good.

His fingers rubbed her sensitive nub with no real knowledge of what he was doing. He was just doing things based on her reactions. He wanted to make her feel good. He wanted to give her the greatest pleasure he could manage to give her. He was not sure if he was dreaming or hallucinating. But he couldn't care. At least he could have her in this little world of his…

Tessa arched her back onto his body and cried out in pure bliss. Her body shook and stilled before falling limply back onto the mattress. Her breath come in short gasps and her eyes couldn't focus on anything even after he removed his hand from her dripping wet core. Will let her rest for a while. She was more beautiful than what he imagined. Her skin was tinged with pink all over and she seemed to be glowing with the thin layer of sweat adorning her body. He was fascinated by the fast rise and fall of her chest and the way her swollen lips curved into an adorable smile as her eyes finally focused on him again. He let her pull him down to her so that they could kiss. Her lips were so soft; he knew he could just live kissing her for the rest of his life. He felt her right leg wrapping around his to pull his hips against hers. He groaned lowly as she ground herself unconsciously against the painful bulge in his pants.

Tessa slipped a hand in between their slick bodies and shyly fumbled on the front of his pants. She couldn't get it off so Will took the initiative to get rid of the last articles of clothing he had. Her gray eyes drunk in the sight of him. The black Marks coiling all over his pale skin made the hard muscles of his body more defined. If it was possible for her heart to beat faster than how it was already doing then it did. Her hands experimentally touched the hard planes of his chest. Her delicate fingers traced some of the Marks softly just like a whisper and Will could hardly contain himself. Tessa was touching him… It was almost too much for him to bear especially with that pounding he had on his head.

Tessa flushed when Will suddenly grabbed her and flipped their position in a blink of an eye. She was then staring down at his sparkling blue eyes. His black hair matted on his forehead because of sweat. She leaned in to kiss him shyly. Her breasts were pressed against his heaving hard chest. Her dark hair fell freely around their heads like curtain. They both soon got lost in the kisses and soft touches again. She took a bold move and straddled him. She jumped a little the moment his hot and throbbing arousal pressed up against her naked flesh. Will pulled her closer and Tessa wondered for a moment why even with how intimately close they already were they couldn't seem to get close enough to each other.

"Tess… I love you. I love you…" he breathed into her and she almost cried knowing how much he meant that. She parted a little from him so they could gaze at each other's eyes.

"Will… Make love to me please…" She whispered softly and kissed him deeply. He pushed himself upright with her on his lap. He enjoyed the feeling of her smooth skin as his hands run along the curves of her back and waist. He reached down in between them as he stilled her in place for a while. She wrapped her arms around him tightly when she felt him guiding himself into her. For a moment, she felt fear. He seemed like he wouldn't fit in. But the burning in her core said that she needed him inside… no matter what. "W-WILL!" She gasped out and arched against him when he slipped in. She felt like she was being torn in half and yet she welcomed the feeling because it was Will. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he gently sheathed himself fully in her smoldering heat. The pain was overwhelming for Tessa while the pleasure was almost maddening for Will. Her legs seemed to lose their strength but he waited patiently until she adjusted to him.

An eternity could have passed by when she suddenly moved unsurely on top of him making him groan in pleasure. "Tess…" His eyes screwed shut as he couldn't help it but to just sit still and relish in the feeling of her moving against him. He rested his head against her shoulder as Tessa's pained moans turned to cries of pleasure. He soon moved to meet her thrusts. Their eyes locked with each other. Blue clashed with gray.

"W-Will…" He looked so beautiful it almost hurt to look at him. She couldn't fathom how… how someone so beautiful… so perfect could be hers. She cupped his cheek and leaned in to kiss him softly. "I love you…" She said against his lips as her pace quickened and the burning in her lower abdomen increased.

The strong arm wrapped around her waist contracted and Tessa felt a little dizzy after Will moved and slammed her down against the bed. She couldn't help it but to feel more aroused and excited upon knowing that he would be taking the lead. Her arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him as close and… as deep as possible as their bodies moved in a dance as old as time…

Tessa could once again feel the electrifying heat she felt last night when she was with Will. The man was already conversing with his younger sister… or Tessa might as well say that he was arguing with Cecily already. A sad smile etched itself on her lips. She could still remember clearly his kisses and touches. But just like what she hoped for… he couldn't remember a thing. Maybe he did… but just thought it was only a very pleasant dream. She hoped that he wouldn't remember even after he threw another secretive glance at her. She could see the cloud of confusion in his eyes. He seemed to be questioning her but she wouldn't give him any answers.

She decided that this was her burden to bear.

Thanks for reading and please do review :) I apologize for any errors and will do my best to do better in the next chapters. I actually pledged that I'll just focus on my Jonathan Morgenstern fic but Will has been bugging me since the day I finished reading Clockwork Prince which was... December 9 or 10 XD

Anyway please review and stay tuned for the next chapter~