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WARNING THIS IS THE LEMON CHAPTER:
Chapter 2:
Miroku lay awake looking out of the inn window to the foreboding, starless, night sky. Miroku had promised the woman that she could come for him any time she wished and Miroku had a feeling that night would be tonight - and he was right.
Miroku could see someone approaching his window and knew it had to be her. But even when her face was at the very window Miroku couldn't convince himself that she was real.
'She's too beautiful to be real - she must be a demon or a ghost.' Miroku thought to himself but he raised himself out of bed nonetheless.
She motioned ominously with her slender index finger for him to follow her and he did. Miroku knew he could very well be walking into a trap, possibly a deadly one, but he couldn't fight the mysterious pull the woman had on him caused by those amber eyes of her that shown in the dark.
'They're more beautiful than any star could be and they light up this dark night.' Miroku smiled as he followed her outside.
She led him deep into the forest along a path that Miroku knew he could never find again in the daylight. Soon they came upon a strange formation of trees. The trees were grouped so close together it looked artificial and that wasn't too far from the truth. The sorceress had bewitched the trees to grow close together and in a circle. There in the circle of trees the two lovers would be concealed from the prying eyes of the creatures of the night.
Miroku looked at the vision in red that was in front of him and decided that making love to a woman that beautiful was worth the risk of dying. She was wearing a red silk gown that hung on her every curve. Her auburn hair flowed down past her waist in waves and of course he couldn't overlook those glowing eyes of hers.
It was her eyes that intrigued Miroku the most about this mysterious woman. There was something there that made Miroku almost want to say, 'I dare you to try and kill me.' Behind her mask Miroku knew there was something more to her than met the eye - like all women she had many sides to herself and as of yet Miroku had only seen one. The side he had seen was her cold, emotionless, warrior side and Miroku anticipated when he would see the side of her that he knew she was trying to hide from him.
Miroku decided to himself that whatever happened he would get through to this tortured soul somehow and find out who the woman was behind those haunted eyes.
"This way - we won't be seen in there." The woman said taking Miroku by the hand and leading him into the privacy of the dense trees.
Miroku then surprised the woman by using his hold on her to swiftly pull her close, "Before we do anything I must know the name of the one who has bewitched me." He said looking deep into her eyes and catching a glimpse of sadness.
"My name?" The girl questioned. "What does it matter? If we're lucky this will only be for one night."
"Please, and if it is for only one night I will savor every second that I am in your presence. But a man can hope can't he?"
"Very well, my name is Amber."
"That's very fitting because of your eyes - it suits you." Miroku smiled and cupped her face in his hand. He began to lower his face toward hers for a kiss.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Amber stammered hesitantly.
"Haven't you ever been kissed before?" Miroku asked before capturing her lips in a soft and passionate kiss.
The kiss took Amber's breath away because her Master had never once kissed her - he had only used her, not loved her.
Miroku pulled back and looked at the surprised expression on Amber's face, "Well, that was a kiss." But then Miroku frowned. "Why are you really here Amber? Have you been sent to kill me? You don't seem like the type of person who would give her body up so easily to a perfect stranger. But even if you are here to kill me and I die at your hand - at least I will carry the linger of your lips upon mine to the grave."
Amber took a moment to compose herself because she had a mission to accomplish - a mission where emotions could easily be her undoing.
"I'm not here to kill you Miroku. The reason is as I've told you. I haven't lied to you."
Miroku looked relieved the instant he heard her words and Amber almost felt sorry for his naiveté. But even though she felt sorry to be taking advantage of such a harmless person she couldn't disobey her Master. Even at that very moment he had his hold upon her - the black choker she wore was charmed and she would be strangled to death at the slightest betrayal.
"I'll make this easy for you Miroku," Amber said raising both hands to her shoulders and sliding the gown off to the ground.
Miroku gapped at her for a moment before coming to his senses. "Must we really move so quickly?" He smirked at her.
"Whatever you want?" Amber replied.
"No, whatever you want." Miroku responded coming up to her.
"Has a man ever given you real pleasure before?" He asked her.
A slight blush rose to Amber's cheeks in spite of herself. "I don't know what you mean..."
"Has a man ever done this to you?" Miroku asked capturing her lips again and running his hands over her smooth skin sending tingles down her spin. He caressed her body so lovingly and so gently Amber became limp in his arms. Miroku had to lower her to the grass-covered floor so that she wouldn't collapse instead.
"I've never felt like this before..." Amber said as her breath came in and out in short gasps. "It's so different from-" 'his touch.'
"Anything you've ever experienced? I have to say you're easy to please." Miroku was happy with himself that his ministrations had been successful. He noted that she had beautiful breasts that were taut and full. He let his hands linger over them enjoying their perfect fit in his hands. He could feel her sensitive peaks harden at his touch.
"You make me feel good Miroku...I also want you to feel this way." Amber said sitting up slightly and helping Miroku to remove his robe. When his bare chest was exposed Amber ran her hands over his firm, sleek, slender body with its fine musculature.
Now it was Miroku's turn to become putty in her hands. Amber ran her hands down Miroku's side and stopped at his pants. She then began to push them off.
Amber wrapped her arms out Miroku resting her hands on his broad shoulders, "Take me Miroku; I want you in me now."
It sounded too much like a command to Miroku, "Say it again. Do you really want me Amber? Because if you don't I would never force myself upon you." Miroku finished and began to kiss Amber's neck not being able to contain himself.
Pleasurable little shivers went through Amber's body from his light and feathery kisses and she said it again but this time it wasn't a lie, "I do want you Miroku." She said with glistening eyes as she realized she had just admitted it to herself.
Those simple words were music to Miroku's ears and he kissed Amber in a sort of thank you. His already throbbing member had been pressed up again her stomach and so Miroku positioned himself lower for entry. He then slowly eased himself into the glistening portals of her womanhood. Amber arched against him obeying an instinct she hadn't known she possessed. She lay writhing beneath him as he sank himself into her again and again.
It wasn't long before he abandoned himself to pleasure and she felt something burst inside of her. Miroku collapsed onto Amber as lightly as he could completely worn-out. Amber still had her arms around him and reluctantly let go when he rolled off of her.
To be continued...
WARNING THIS IS THE LEMON CHAPTER:
Chapter 2:
Miroku lay awake looking out of the inn window to the foreboding, starless, night sky. Miroku had promised the woman that she could come for him any time she wished and Miroku had a feeling that night would be tonight - and he was right.
Miroku could see someone approaching his window and knew it had to be her. But even when her face was at the very window Miroku couldn't convince himself that she was real.
'She's too beautiful to be real - she must be a demon or a ghost.' Miroku thought to himself but he raised himself out of bed nonetheless.
She motioned ominously with her slender index finger for him to follow her and he did. Miroku knew he could very well be walking into a trap, possibly a deadly one, but he couldn't fight the mysterious pull the woman had on him caused by those amber eyes of her that shown in the dark.
'They're more beautiful than any star could be and they light up this dark night.' Miroku smiled as he followed her outside.
She led him deep into the forest along a path that Miroku knew he could never find again in the daylight. Soon they came upon a strange formation of trees. The trees were grouped so close together it looked artificial and that wasn't too far from the truth. The sorceress had bewitched the trees to grow close together and in a circle. There in the circle of trees the two lovers would be concealed from the prying eyes of the creatures of the night.
Miroku looked at the vision in red that was in front of him and decided that making love to a woman that beautiful was worth the risk of dying. She was wearing a red silk gown that hung on her every curve. Her auburn hair flowed down past her waist in waves and of course he couldn't overlook those glowing eyes of hers.
It was her eyes that intrigued Miroku the most about this mysterious woman. There was something there that made Miroku almost want to say, 'I dare you to try and kill me.' Behind her mask Miroku knew there was something more to her than met the eye - like all women she had many sides to herself and as of yet Miroku had only seen one. The side he had seen was her cold, emotionless, warrior side and Miroku anticipated when he would see the side of her that he knew she was trying to hide from him.
Miroku decided to himself that whatever happened he would get through to this tortured soul somehow and find out who the woman was behind those haunted eyes.
"This way - we won't be seen in there." The woman said taking Miroku by the hand and leading him into the privacy of the dense trees.
Miroku then surprised the woman by using his hold on her to swiftly pull her close, "Before we do anything I must know the name of the one who has bewitched me." He said looking deep into her eyes and catching a glimpse of sadness.
"My name?" The girl questioned. "What does it matter? If we're lucky this will only be for one night."
"Please, and if it is for only one night I will savor every second that I am in your presence. But a man can hope can't he?"
"Very well, my name is Amber."
"That's very fitting because of your eyes - it suits you." Miroku smiled and cupped her face in his hand. He began to lower his face toward hers for a kiss.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Amber stammered hesitantly.
"Haven't you ever been kissed before?" Miroku asked before capturing her lips in a soft and passionate kiss.
The kiss took Amber's breath away because her Master had never once kissed her - he had only used her, not loved her.
Miroku pulled back and looked at the surprised expression on Amber's face, "Well, that was a kiss." But then Miroku frowned. "Why are you really here Amber? Have you been sent to kill me? You don't seem like the type of person who would give her body up so easily to a perfect stranger. But even if you are here to kill me and I die at your hand - at least I will carry the linger of your lips upon mine to the grave."
Amber took a moment to compose herself because she had a mission to accomplish - a mission where emotions could easily be her undoing.
"I'm not here to kill you Miroku. The reason is as I've told you. I haven't lied to you."
Miroku looked relieved the instant he heard her words and Amber almost felt sorry for his naiveté. But even though she felt sorry to be taking advantage of such a harmless person she couldn't disobey her Master. Even at that very moment he had his hold upon her - the black choker she wore was charmed and she would be strangled to death at the slightest betrayal.
"I'll make this easy for you Miroku," Amber said raising both hands to her shoulders and sliding the gown off to the ground.
Miroku gapped at her for a moment before coming to his senses. "Must we really move so quickly?" He smirked at her.
"Whatever you want?" Amber replied.
"No, whatever you want." Miroku responded coming up to her.
"Has a man ever given you real pleasure before?" He asked her.
A slight blush rose to Amber's cheeks in spite of herself. "I don't know what you mean..."
"Has a man ever done this to you?" Miroku asked capturing her lips again and running his hands over her smooth skin sending tingles down her spin. He caressed her body so lovingly and so gently Amber became limp in his arms. Miroku had to lower her to the grass-covered floor so that she wouldn't collapse instead.
"I've never felt like this before..." Amber said as her breath came in and out in short gasps. "It's so different from-" 'his touch.'
"Anything you've ever experienced? I have to say you're easy to please." Miroku was happy with himself that his ministrations had been successful. He noted that she had beautiful breasts that were taut and full. He let his hands linger over them enjoying their perfect fit in his hands. He could feel her sensitive peaks harden at his touch.
"You make me feel good Miroku...I also want you to feel this way." Amber said sitting up slightly and helping Miroku to remove his robe. When his bare chest was exposed Amber ran her hands over his firm, sleek, slender body with its fine musculature.
Now it was Miroku's turn to become putty in her hands. Amber ran her hands down Miroku's side and stopped at his pants. She then began to push them off.
Amber wrapped her arms out Miroku resting her hands on his broad shoulders, "Take me Miroku; I want you in me now."
It sounded too much like a command to Miroku, "Say it again. Do you really want me Amber? Because if you don't I would never force myself upon you." Miroku finished and began to kiss Amber's neck not being able to contain himself.
Pleasurable little shivers went through Amber's body from his light and feathery kisses and she said it again but this time it wasn't a lie, "I do want you Miroku." She said with glistening eyes as she realized she had just admitted it to herself.
Those simple words were music to Miroku's ears and he kissed Amber in a sort of thank you. His already throbbing member had been pressed up again her stomach and so Miroku positioned himself lower for entry. He then slowly eased himself into the glistening portals of her womanhood. Amber arched against him obeying an instinct she hadn't known she possessed. She lay writhing beneath him as he sank himself into her again and again.
It wasn't long before he abandoned himself to pleasure and she felt something burst inside of her. Miroku collapsed onto Amber as lightly as he could completely worn-out. Amber still had her arms around him and reluctantly let go when he rolled off of her.
To be continued...