***WARNING: RATED M for a reason. There will be sexual content throughout the chapter.***

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Chapter: Creation

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Halfway through their ride in the countryside, Nayla felt the horse go off the path causing her to snap out of her daydreaming daze.

Her eyes scanned around to see them going off trail and into the woods. There were many trees closely together that did not allow the sunlight to pass through the treetops. The air was cooler due to the shade that the trees gave.

The horse came to a stop nearby a large, deep stream that cut through the woods.

James slid off the horse without a word and he walked over to the stream. Nayla soon followed, but stopped as the stream seemed familiar. As she stepped closer, she felt her feet go down a little. She looked down to see it was mud. That was when she was struck with realization.

The time that James gave her a intimate dream that involved him, this was the stream in that dream. Her eyes shot up as she watched James take his clothes off.

"What are you doing?"

"Washing. We do not need Mrs. Delaney to question us." James said, tossing his clothes off to the side.

With no shame, James walked nude into the stream and dove in, disappearing underneath the dark surface.

Nayla looked down at her own hands to see the dried blood on them. She knew she had dried blood on her face and neck too.

Walking over to the edge, she knelt down to begin scrubbing her hands off.

"Get in."

Her eyes flickered up to only see James head above the surface. He stared at her with that calm collected air and his dark stormy bluish green eyes eyed her with a wanting.

The vision she had back at the abandoned farmhouse made her to believe that this might be that pleasurable moment. In her vision, she was writhing in pleasure. The way James eyed her, wanting to consume her with lust, she visibly shivered.

"No one is around."

"I know."

"Take your clothes off."

"If I don't?" Nayla tested him, eyebrows raised in a challenging manner.

Nayla watched as James came toward her, more and more of his body welcome her eyes as he emerged out of the water. The thick tattooed lines made Nayla to follow them all over his body before her eyes went up to meet his as the water uncovered below his navel.

James came to knelt down before her, reaching out to grab hold of her chin and he leaned in close, the tip of his nose brushed her nose.

"Take them off or I will. You do not want me to do so." James told her in a dangerous, stern tone.

Her mouth opened then shut as she stared at James with a tad bit wide eyes. She felt herself frozen as she couldn't take her eyes away from his own that stared through her.

James mouth was pressed harshly against her own, snapping Nayla out of her daze state. She brought her hands up to press against his chest pectorals to push him back. He growled as he eyed her with narrowed eyes.

"Fucking take it off."

Shoving him backwards, James fell on his backside. His hands fell behind him to catch himself. He went to stand up to face Nayla and rip her riding clothes off, but stopped from moving as Nayla stood tall. With a calm expression, Nayla began to pull off her riding jacket and then her top.

James stood up to stand close. His left hand came up to her hair that was tied up in a braid. He pulled the strings out to make her hair to fall down her back. His fingers picked up a few strands to bring up to his nose and took in a deep inhale of her scent. The scent of a rose and apples met his nose. He prevented himself from letting out a groan, but he did pressed his body closer.

"You are taking too long." James mumbled as his hands began to help her out.

Nayla picked up her pace to take off her clothes. James body pressed against her own. His nose trailing down the side of her face to her neck where his mouth came down onto her pulse, giving it a bite.

Her heart raced due to the electrifying sensations that went through her body at every word and touch that came from James.

A gasp escaped Nayla and her head tilted back as James mouth went down her chest to her breasts that showed as she let the tops fall down to the ground behind her. His mouth came back up to press against her own, their teeth hit together as it was a bruising kiss. The desire to have one another intensifying by the second.

Needing some space to make herself think straight on what to do next, Nayla shoved James back. He staggered back into the river, his chest rising and falling as he panted. His hands flexed on his sides as he stared at her with hunger.

Toeing off the riding boots, Nayla hands went to her riding pants. The last article of her clothing that stopped James and her from having one another. As she slid it off, her eyes stayed on James the whole time. He watched her movements closely. His eyes came up to meet her eyes.

He had a 'come hither' look. The corner of his lips twitching up for a brief moment before it was gone.

Slowly, Nayla made her way into the water, holding herself back from walking back out due to the coldness. She came to a stop before James, staring up at him as he stared down at her.

Bringing her right hand up, Nayla put her hand against his chest. Her expression blank as she began to walk forward causing James to walk backwards, his eyes stayed in connection with her.

When the water was waist high and they were deep enough to dip under that was when Nayla shoved him backwards with her following. James let her do so, but reached out to grab her by the sides as they went underwater together.

Nayla pushed herself up to the surface where she ran her hands through her hair and pushed it back. She gasped as she felt a nose trail up her navel, up her stomach, between her breasts and then James emerged, his mouth hovering over her own.

Rough hands pressed against her lower back, pressing her tightly against him. She brought her legs up slowly to slide up his thighs until they came to wrap around his waist.

"No one is around, James." Nayla whispered as her mouth hovered against his own.

"Nature is."

"Aye and others that many cannot see." Nayla eyes flickered around where she heard faded whispers. Her eyes came back to settle on James.

James let his eyes glanced around to not see what Nayla could see or hear. His eyes looked into her own, thinking if he could make a connection with her or wonder if he was able to train to have a unique gift such as hers. The thoughts echoed in his mind, but faded just as quick due to Nayla taking a nip underneath his jawline.

"Do be careful." James purred into her ear.

Her mouth came against his ear.

"I think we are far past being careful with one another James. Don't you think?"

A growl escaped him and his mouth was against hers.

They sunk under the water, their bodies moving deeper into the river. Their limbs tangled as their mouths moved against each other. His feet touched the bottom causing him to not only push off the bottom to the surface, but he managed to align himself to enter Nayla.

Her mouth torn away from his underwater, her head tilted back and mouth agape. He pushed them to the surface, where she gasped out. He kept a steady breath as he walked up the incline of the river bed until the water came up to his shins.

Dropping to his knees, James laid Nayla back where the river water still circled around her body, licking her nude skin. Her dark hair spread out in the water that reminded him of many black snakes slithering.

Then those eyes, those pale mint green eyes got a fire to ignite in them. James felt himself burn in them as he kept eye contact with her as he began to rock his hips.

Soft gasps escaped her, but James wanted more. This woman consumed his mind since she first made eye contact with him back when he brought her. This woman with spiritual abilities that always held his curiosity, but also, amazement of its uniqueness. This woman with a pretty face and a personality to tame him. James knew he will not let her go. She will be his. She will be by his side and he will not have any less.

As he continue to think about Nayla, her fingers sunk into his shoulder blades and the back of her calves pressed against his strong upper thighs as he began to press harder and move his hips fasters. Their bodies seem to sink a little the mud, imprinting their intimacy actions into its riverbed.

When James caught sight of Nayla going in a daze and staring up at the sky, he knew she was getting a vision in the middle of all of this. What he did not expect was for her to gasp out then pushed her hands against his chest. He found himself on his back and Nayla pulling herself away from him.

"Nayla." James growled, pushing himself up onto his knees and huffed as he stared at her away from him.

"What did you see?" James glared at her.

The words from Cholmondeley that night when James and Nayla walked in on the chemist taking a woman from behind, the words Chomondeley said about not reaching ejectulation led to poison and into a narrow mind, got James to start believing it as his loins were hurting with pressure.

"Nayla." James barked as he grinded his teeth, standing up to go toward her.

Nayla stood with her back to him then turned halfway toward him with a flicker of worry before it vanished. That made James to take another step toward her, a hand outstretched as he wonder what she saw that had her worry.

She backed away.

James dropped his hand down and stood there, jaw flexing.

"Tell me."

"If...If we continue, James…" She paused as she bowed her head, taking a deep, shuddering breath as if whatever she had to say was hard.

James stayed quiet, but let out a low hum for her to continue.

"If we continue, we will form another being. You would not want that." Nayla whispered.

James stared at her with his eyebrows coming slightly together between his eyes as he did not understand what she meant. He repeated it in his head a couple of times before he realized what she meant. His eyes flicker to her taut lower stomach. His eyes shot up to stare at her, seeing how she let his eyes glanced at him then looked away. Her right hand pressed against her lower stomach. He could tell that she would want it.

"But you do."

She did not respond.

"Even if I am who I am, you would still want it." James said lowly.

Her eyes met his this time.

"If it was meant to be."

James moved toward her in long strides causing her tense up. He grabbed her by the hips and walked her backwards until her back connected with a tree. She grunted, but tilted her head far back as he pressed his body hard against her own, trapping her against the tree.

"Then it is meant to be if you had that vision." James said smoothly.

He pressed his mouth against her own. He pulled back where their noses bumped against each other and stared one another in the eyes.

"Do not pull away from me like that again."

"I will if I want to." Nayla shot back.

Her fiery spirit was back. It made James to growl. He grabbed the back of her thighs to hike her up the tree. James mouth clamped down on the junction of where her shoulder and neck meet. A moan escaped Nayla at the painful yet pleasurable feeling. Then a sharp gasped against her as James sunk back into her.

"I will not have my seed turn to poison." James mumbled against her skin.

"What was that?" Nayla managed to get out.

"Do not worry about it." James gritted his teeth as he gave a sharp thrust of his hips, watching how her eyelids fluttered in pleasure.

One of Nayla hands pressed between his shoulder blades and the other slid up the back of his neck and sunk into his hair. She tried moving her hips, but being pressed against a tree and how powerful James was, she could barely move her lower half. The only movement of her body was being brushed against the roughness of the tree bark. She knew her back will be redden and scratched up after this.

The feel of his muscles flexing at every movement. The scars that littered his body from a dangerous past. Nayla felt his body go tense for a brief moment making her to know they were coming close. In the final few thrusts, Nayla vision will come true.

Adjusting her head, her forehead bumped against James. Their eyes made connection. The two could see that they both knew what will be the result after they finish. There was no turning back in either of their expression.

Their hips hit together again and again until James let out, what sounded like a cry and small roar as he felt the familiar sensation of a release. His hands clenched her hips, holding her in place as their hips were pressed together. He grunted as he felt her muscles clenching him then released him after a few seconds.

Dropping to his knees, James laid her down on the ground. He stayed in connection with her. He hovered over her, watching her chest move up and down as she panted. Her pale green eyes still appeared to be burning in green flames for him. James knew that they will be having more moments like these. They were connected in a new way now. But now, James had more to protect than just himself and her.

His eyes flickered down to her belly then back up to her eyes.

Nayla watched him observe her body with a thinking look before his stormy eyes came back to meet hers. He lowered his body on top of hers, but kept his upper body upright over her. He lowered his face to hers, keeping eye contact with her with a new look. One that reminded her of a wolf protecting its other half.

His mouth brushed against her own, but his barely moved as he spoke in a low, deep purr.

"You're mine."

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