One Chance: The Seeker (Part II)
In that instant, I am kissing her with all that I am, pouring my heart into that sweet moment. I feel such desperation unexpectedly growing within me for Kahlan to truly know what I feel inside for her, to know that it is so very real, so very deep.
This is not just some infatuation with her or a fleeting crush I know will never last. This is so much more, so hard to define and suddenly the words "I love you" seem so inferior when compared to what beats in my heart for her.
Our kiss is so intense that we almost stumble backwards and there is such an urgency that is mounting within me that it fights to take control. My mouth begs for entrance and she readily complies. My tongue immediately enters her mouth, stroking the roof and her taste is so intoxicating it makes my head spin, my pulse quicken.
I could so easily drown myself in this woman's love as my hands hungrily roam her bottom to her bottom, gripping her firmly and causing her to moan as I pull her firmly against me. And the sound of her moan as I fill her mouth causes an intense rush of arousal to surge through my veins.
The need to breathe causes me to reluctantly pull back when all I want to do is kiss her like this forever. I gulp in air and swiftly crush my lips against hers, meeting in a searing open-mouthed kiss.
And the need to feel and taste more of her is so overpowering it makes me tingle all over with want.
Her lips are soft, sweet like honey and I worship her with my tongue and my lips as I bury my hands in her thick luscious hair. Her tongue begins to do battle with mine and I cannot fight the moan that slips past our lips as her tongue suddenly finds my mouth.
I fear that this could all be a dream, that I will wake to find myself in that heaving trembling mess that I become every time that erotic dream visits me in the middle of the night.
But this…this is so real, so intense that it almost brings me to my knees. And this is our one chance to share what we've been barely able to keep buried, what we've sworn to suffer through.
And we will suffer no more. Not tonight. Not with our only chance to give and receive, to take pleasure and rejoice in the indescribable depths of our love for one another, to release the unbearable tension that fills the air with its electricity that has been contained for far too long, so much so that I thought for certain I would go mad with my want for this stunning creature in my arms now.
Suddenly her hand slips inside my shirt, her fingernails raking against my flesh, finding my nipples and causing the inferno that burns within my core for her to flare even hotter. My head drops to her shoulder and my lips find her neck in response to her passionate touch as I try to regain control once more.
I nip along the creamy column of her neck, my tongue soothing the sting and I can't help but smile against her throat knowing that I am marking her as mine and mine alone. This woman can belong to no other and I will be damned if I will allow another man to take her as their own.
Kahlan will have no mate; she will only have me, her Seeker.
Her fingernails graze against my chest again, causing my breath to hitch and I could so easily fall apart right here before we've really even begun to explore one another. I immediately reach inside my shirt and quickly pull her hand free before I unleash my passion for her and devour her right here.
I whisper in her ear how much I love her. I don't know if she hears me or not as she gasps in response to the feel of my mouth on her ear, my breath brushing against her skin. I take her earlobe into my mouth tugging and sucking and I feel her heart pounding wildly against my chest as she tilts her head allowing me freedom to explore.
And again I greedily accept, my teeth grazing the sensitive skin behind her ear and before I can even think twice, my hands are finding the clasps to her jacket. I work feverishly to free her from all barriers that keep from feeling the soft flesh that she teases me with every time her thighs peek through the slit in her skirt or when she removes her jacket and reveals the gorgeous swell of the tops of her breasts.
Kahlan shrugs the material off of her shoulders and I immediately connect with her mouth, kissing her deeply and savoring her taste before blazing a hot wet trail down her neck to the destination I feel like I have waited a lifetime to reach.
My lips brush along the tops of her partially exposed breasts and I cannot help but groan in exquisite pleasure as my hands kneed the soft flesh of her bottom.
Her hands are in my hair, clutching me even close to her, urging me on and I am frantic to give her all that I have, all that I am for she only deserves the very best.
Kahlan deserves to know true love in its purest form, is entitled to my love above all else for she alone occupies my heart.
She has been through so much in her life already, more than I can possibly comprehend and it hurts me more than she knows. She's been denied love and because of her magic, she's been denied the future that I know that she so desperately wants with me.
But that will not be the case tonight.
I will do everything in my power to make our first time together be better than anything either of us has ever dreamed of and so far it already is and I have yet to be where I most want to be – buried within her sweet hot depths.
Her chest heaves beneath my mouth and it only serves to further arouse the fire already searing through my body and settling into my pelvis.
Her fingers pull my shirt free from my pants and I can barely contain the ecstasy flooding my senses as my hands caress her breasts through the silken cups of her corset. My chest is heaving and I can hardly catch my breath for want of her, every part of her.
I kiss her again and we break only long enough for her to lift my shirt over my head and the realization that she is undressing me just like in my dreams causes a flutter to erupt in the pit of my stomach.
Her scent is intoxicating as it fills my nostrils and floats through my mind. My nose and lips brush along the tops of her breasts as my hands continue their frenzied exploration of her body and I'm once again soaring with the heavenly scent she fills me with.
My lips capture hers as I grab hold of her and press her flush against me. She moans a breathy moan that causes tingles to shiver down my spine and I know she can feel my hardening arousal as I roll my hips against her in thrilling anticipation of what soon will be happening between us.
It's such a sweet, intimate expression of love on the deepest level a man can ever share with a woman and I'm sharing it with my precious Kahlan. She has always trusted me since becoming my Confessor; trusting my judgment, my friendship, my protection of her.
And now, now she is fully trusting me with her love, her heart, her body and it only makes me love her that much more as she opens herself up before me in such an intimate expression that exposes her, making her vulnerable and even more real to me than she has ever been.
And I will never betray her. I would sooner die than hurt this woman that I am about to make love to, this woman who consumes my heart, my mind, my soul and I know that I consume no less of her.
And soon we will share our bodies.
Her hands are roaming over my flesh, stroking my chest before moving to explore my back and she is only feeding the flames that are growing hotter and more intense with every stroke, every gasp, every moan she makes.
Her fingers wander up my back to the nape of my neck. She wraps her fingers around the long strands of my hair as my lips move across her collarbone, my tongue dipping into the indent near her slender neck.
I break away long enough from her to spread out the blanket that had long been forgotten in the midst of our heated embrace. My lips seize hers as I begin to guide her backwards towards the ground. My mouth, my body, my hands follow her until I am lying over her.
My knee instinctively nudges her legs open for me and she eagerly complies with my wishes, causing my heart to almost burst with the thrill of finally, finally being where I want to be – cradled so sweetly between my Kahlan's legs, covering her body with my own, and giving her what I've been dying inside to give to her – myself.
I kiss her again and that alone makes me almost fall apart, that and the knowledge of what we are doing, what we are about to do…me and my Confessor, my best friend, my love, my Kahlan.
My breath comes out in heated pulls for air as I make my way down to her breasts once more, kissing her through the soft material as my hand reaches for her thigh. And her skin is smooth like silk, soft like velvet and the throbbing ache in my breeches is reaching almost unbearable heights.
My mind is racing as she fills every part of my being, my heart hammering as I bend her leg up. I begin to work the laces of her corset, desperate to taste what lies beneath that inviting material, to feel her breasts pressed flush against my chest.
I slip the fabric from her body and I hear her sigh in disappointment as my lips leave hers, but then she gasps loudly, my name a throaty moan on her lips. She arches up into me, her head falling back as my mouth descends on her perfect breast.
And this is pure ecstasy – tasting her, kissing her, loving her the only way I know…with my whole being.
I suck on her breast and she begins to writhe beneath me and I almost come undone right there with the heated response to me. Her fingers dig into my backside and I feel myself growing harder, my need to be surrounded by her rapidly mounting.
I momentarily pause my worship of her body to stare at her breathtaking beauty, the moonlight flooding her features with an ethereal glow and I once again find it difficult to draw a breath as the stars overhead shine brightly in her dark blue eyes.
She immediately leans up, seizing my lips in a searing kiss as she tries to roll us over, but I deny her out of my selfish desire to make this all be about her. This is for her, for her pleasure, for her release.
Kahlan collapses back onto the blanket and I follow her down, my lips never leaving hers. Her nails rake over my back again and I bury my face in her breasts in order to gather my senses as I growl low in my throat, grinding my hips into her.
I frantically begin tugging at her skirt, hooking my fingers in the top of the material, pulling it along with her shorts down her already quivering form. Her hands begin working on the laces of my pants and I almost tremble in heated anticipation of the direction her hand is moving towards.
And then she grips me and it is all I can do to not release right there. I hiss with the contact, my head falling back in pure ecstasy as a growl erupts from my open mouth, the air suddenly vanishing from my lungs.
I immediately find her lips, crushing hers with mine and once again I am left panting even harder for air as my arousal burns hotter than I ever thought possible.
I pull her hand away from me, knowing that I'm already so close to falling over the edge. I brush my nose lovingly against hers, silently telling her that I love her so much but that her touch is too much at that moment.
My fingers skim down her side and over her thigh and I'm touching her wet center that is radiating such heat it causes my blood to burn like fire in my veins, my mouth growing dry in sweet expectation.
She begins to writhe again, the pleasure I am creating within her carrying that much higher, taking me along with her for our hearts are bound as one and soon our bodies will be as well.
I watch with pleasure as her head rolls back, the look of sheer bliss on her face making my heart swell with love, knowing that I alone create such a powerful reaction within her.
Her hands grip my back, clinging to me as if she is afraid of losing control. I lean down, whispering my love for her, letting her know I will not let her fall…not without me.
She relaxes with my words, nodded slightly in acknowledgement and I can't help the smile that touches my lips. I can still barely grasp that this is happening. My beautiful Confessor is lying beneath me and I am touching her in places I have only been allowed to in my dreams.
I brush myself against her and she trembles, her mouth falling open. I slowly ease into her, watching her face for signs of pain. She bites her bottom lip, her brow furrowing and then relaxing.
I thrust deeper and the feeling of her hot wetness surrounding me causes me to pause momentarily for fear of coming undone.
This is real. This is my beloved, my Kahlan…and we are finally, completely one at last.
Her repeated gasps and moans fill my ears as I begin to move within her, stroking her and loving her with all that I am, all of the love I possess in my heart for her.
The sensation of her surrounding me keeps pushing me higher and higher, causing my head to fall into the crook of her neck. Her skin is moist from our lovemaking, sweat trickling down my back from the intense passion I am pouring into my beloved.
Sparks begin to fire in my brain and I am so close to release, but this is about her, not me. This is my one chance to bring her the ultimate pleasure a man can give the woman that he loves and I am determined to give that same pleasure to Kahlan.
The sound of my name becomes a chant dancing on her lips and I can no longer control myself as I lose all control, my body taking over as I move faster and deeper within her, harder than I know that I should but I can't help myself any longer.
And our heated passion is burning so hotly now that I'm sure we'll be consumed in its flames, but if this is my death, I would happily welcome it as I die in her arms this night.
She finally reaches that rapturous precipice and it is pure exhilaration to behold her angelic face, knowing that I was able to bring her to that blissful state. That knowledge and the feeling of her rippling around me sends me flying straight off that cliff along with her.
And we are both falling…falling with the intensity of that sweet release that we've been denied for so long that it causes my heart to break to think of never experiencing this with her again.
But I know with my whole heart that we can be together when she gets her magic back for my love protects me from her touch.
And I relish that day when I can finally convince her that I am immune to her magic.
Exhausted, I collapse on top of her, my body trembling uncontrollably with the intensity of my release and I'm completely enveloped in a cocoon of euphoria as well as my lover's arms.
I begin to wonder if we've made a child and the thought alone brings me inexplicable joy for I have never wanted anything more than this with Kahlan.
And this…this is what true love is. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I will marry this woman, will have daughters with her, will build my whole life around her for she is the center of my world.
Regaining some of my strength, I pull back to kiss her face, sweet and tender, letting her know that she is my one true love, that this one chance to be together has meant more than anything in this world to me.
The knowledge that she gave herself so willingly, gave her virtue to me floods my soul with unspeakable love that it causes tears to sting my eyes. I caress her beautiful face, gazing into the liquid depths of her sapphire eyes that I could drown myself in.
"I love you, Kahlan."
I watch as her face beams brightly with my words. Her response is a sweet kiss and that is all that I need to know that she loves me in return.
I pull back to see tears in her eyes and I fear that I have hurt her. I should have been gentler with her, but I allowed my passion for her to take over and I silently curse myself for causing her pain when all I wanted to give her was indescribable pleasure.
I ask her if I hurt her as I cup the side of her face with worry and she shakes her head no, telling me that she just loves me so much. I brush the tears from her cheeks, giving her a soft smile before I roll off of her and onto my back, pulling her over to rest against my chest.
I lovingly kiss the top of her head and I feel her lips graze my chest and I release a contented sigh as sleep quickly pulls at us.
And tonight, I find that our one chance together became my dream come true…
THE END
