Hey everyone!!! I'm back. Sorry about the long delay. I won't bore you with lame excuses, as you can see I had to change the rating cause things are about to get hot and steamy. Anyway on with the fic. This chapter is going to be a little short, but hey it's better than nothing.
Max…
The first thing that he noticed was that he wasn't in his room. The room he was in contained a huge four-poster bed, with black satin sheets. Gauzy curtains billowed out from it veiling the interior. He couldn't see, but he knew she was their…waiting for him. "Zan" her velvet soft voice called, caressing him with its sweetness. A rush of heat filled his body. "Zan' she called again, this time more urgent. He moved over to the bed, parting the curtains. There she lay, bathed in the light of the twin moons Vashti and Yakim. Her skin was golden all the way from her sun-kissed blonde hair to her dainty feet.
He felt paralyzed when he realized that she was naked. His eyes found her full round breast, topped with delicate pink nipples. Instantly he was rock hard. His hands itched to trace the contours of her body. He couldn't speak, his mouth was as dry as sand. "Zan" she whispered in wonder. She arched her back, thrusting her breast forward. He couldn't have stopped himself from talking her if he'd wanted to. Urgently he kissed her berry red lips, ravishing them with a single-minded passion.
Her moans were driving him crazy. Her hands weren't idle either. They traced the strong muscles in his back, raising goose bumps from his overheated skin. His hands found the golden curls between her legs, teasing a series of moans from her parted lips. Her honeyed warmth nearly scalded him. Carefully he slipped his finger inside, making her ready for him. His mouth found a rosy nipple, rasping it with his tongue. "Zan" she cried, telling him that she was ready.
She wanted him now. He positioned himself and slowly entered her waiting body. Pleasure unlike anything he had ever felt tore through him. Her nails scoured his back, her legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer. Slowly he pulled himself from her body, before gently re-sheathing himself. He started a slow rhythm before her body urged him faster. Faster and harder he pounded into her. His heart was racing; his climax was building, and by sheer will he held it back waiting until she reached her peak. Finally he felt her inner walls clamp down upon him, her gratified cry muffled by his chest. His hands roughly gripped her hair, holding her into place as he surged into her harder.
He looked down into her wide blue eyes, "I love you," she whispered. Those delicate words pushed him over the edge. His climax ripped through with the force of a typhoon. Pure unadulterated pleasure overwhelmed him. Breathing heavily, he buried his face in her hair. Gently he pulled her close and rolled off of her. "I love you too Ava" he whispered before kissing her forehead and falling into slumber.
Tess…
He was coming to her. She awaited him in the center of a huge bed draped in silk. She caught a glimpse of movement beyond the billowing gauze curtains. "Zan" she called out, wanting her lover. She was naked and filled with desire, surely he would be here. "Zan" she called a more desperate. When the curtains finally parted, the twin moons revealed him in all of his glory…her Dark King. The moonlight bathed him, highlighting the strong lines of his face and body. Dark eyes filled with desire as he approached her.
Her heart began to race, her breath became labored. When he began to kiss her, she went wild. She opened herself to his kiss. When his hand found her core and his warm mouth found her breast, all she could do was moan helplessly. His fingers were magic, his mouth heaven. "Zan!" was the only thing she could say. He understood her need and urgency. Gently he spread her and made them one. Passion swept through her, causing her to rake her nails down his back and arch her hips.
She met each of his gentle thrust with raised hips. Soon it wasn't enough, and she urged him to go faster deeper. He met her demands and then some. A wordless scream escaped her at the peak of her climax, her inner walls closing down upon him. Replete, she looked up into his dark eyes as he strove for completion. Emotions welled up inside of her. When he grabbed her by the hair, and roughly began to take her, she whispered the word that filled her heart. "I love you." His reaction was immediate. She felt his hot seed bathe her womb. They sighed. Gently he pulled out of her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I love you too Ava" he whispered softly in her ear. Smiling they drifted off to sleep.
Michael…
Singing…he heard the most beautiful voice singing. He found himself in a moonlit garden. Two moons filled the heavens, their blue glow reflecting off everything. Slowly he followed the voice. The night was filled with the heavy perfume of the garden. Closer he came to the voice. Water…he could hear water. Emerging from a clearing, he found himself at the edge of a crystal clear lake. His attention was captured by the naked water sprite bathing in its depths. The heavenly serenade was coming from her.
Long golden cascaded down her back and over her shoulder. Her dark eyes lit up at the sight of him, but she didn't stop singing. She turned, giving him a full view of her firm round breast and a waist so small he was sure he could span it with his hands. She smiled at him, beckoning him forward. It was then that he noticed that he was as naked as she. He made his way to her, the water was thick like jell-o. His first kiss was to her shoulder. He trailed butterfly kisses up her neck to her face, and finally to her lips. Only then did her song cease. "Rath" she whispered.
Gently he pulled her to him, his hands sliding down to cup her bottom. His erection pressed urgently into her belly. He gasped in surprise when she pulled away from him and grabbed his hand. He allowed himself to be pulled ashore. A smile lit up his face when she pushed him to the ground and straddled him. His hand found their way to her breast, while the other gripped the back of her head. He held her still for his kiss. His tongue plunged into her mouth, taking and giving pleasure. "Rath" she moaned. He knew what she wanted, so he grabbed her hips and joined them.
Her cry of pleasure was mingled with pain. Her eyes were bright with unshed tears. He held himself still until she got use to the feeling of him inside of her. Slowly her hips began to move. He assisted her with the movements. She felt so damn good. He grit his teeth to hold back a groan of pleasure. Up and down she moved upon his body. Sweat ran in rivers from their bodies, neither noticed. Suddenly she stiffened and cried out. Her climax triggered his own. Together they rode out the passionate storm. Satisfied they lay together, enjoying the peace of the night. She raised her head from his chest. " I love you," she whispered. Contentment washed over him… "I love you too Vilandra" he replied.
Isabelle…
Crystal clear water with the consistency of jell-o surrounded her. The beauty of the night inspired her. A song whose words she didn't know that she knew was compelled from her. The tale of a love so deep and all encompassing that it defied death was given wings, as the clear notes traveled to the heavens. He would come for her. She knew in her heart he was their, searching for her. When he finally emerged from the clearing she wasn't surprised. She beckoned him with a bold gaze. Her lover rushed to her, planting fiery kisses along her shoulder and neck.
Finally he claimed her lips. Pure sensation raced through her. She was not going to sit by and passively accept his loving. Gently she pulled away. "Rath" she whispered. This urged him to embrace her, making her aware of his immense size. Taking by the hand with a seductive smile she guided him to the shore. With gentle hands she guided him to the ground.
Boldly she straddled him, slowly grinding herself onto him. When his hands cupped her breast a moan of satisfaction found its way out of her throat. Her hands pulled his head to her as his kisses ravished her mouth. "Rath" she moaned. She wanted him…now. Carefully he came into her. She felt the pain of her first time, but it was outweighed by the pleasure of having her beloved inside of her. Moments later she began to move upon him, slowly at first, then with more speed and urgency. Finally it became to much and she climaxed long and hard, with him seconds behind her. Exhaustion claimed them, and they rested together. Slowly she raised her head, her heart showed in her eyes. "I love you" she whispered. When he replied "I love you too" they could finally rest.
Each of the four Antarians awoke with a gasp. Isabelle rolled carefully in her bed. At first she thought it was just an erotic dream or a memory, but then she felt an uncomfortable pain between her legs. Gasping she looked down and noticed a tiny spot of blood on her sheets. Gingerly she made her way over to the mirror. Another cry escaped her when she got a look at the hickey's along her neck and shoulder. "OH MY GOD!!!" she cried. This scenario was repeated with Michael and Max, each waking from what they thought was an erotic dream; only discover evidence to the contrary.
Tess' reaction was a little different. She rolled over in her bed. 'What a hot dream that was' she thought. When she rose from the bed two things hit her, one she was naked, and two her body had that pleasantly used feeling she got after she and Max had made love. An icy dread filled her. "NO…OH GOD ITS TOO SOON!!" she cried. "WE"RE NOT READY!!" she added. Running a frustrated hand through her hair, she went to dress, knowing that the others would be coming over soon. They had much to discuss.
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