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Brennan shuddered at Emma's touch. She was toying with him. *~ So, you want to play do you? Well so be it. ~* Enough was enough; he could play as well as her. He smiled; he was going to enjoy this.
Brennan watched as Emma lost control over the little act between them.
"I think I will go look for the others."
*~ She's definitely nervous ~* Brennan smirked; he liked the effect that he was having on her. It made him feel strong - in control, something that he had not felt for a long time around Emma.
His eyes roamed across her body, enjoying what he saw. *~ What were you telling Shalimar about Emma, just this morning? ~* Brennan ignored that little voice inside as he continued to look at Emma. He wondered again, what it would be like to kiss her. *~ Would she taste as sweet in real life as she has in my dreams? . . . ~*
He wanted Emma; he could no longer deny it to himself. The dam he had built to hold his innermost desires finally broke. The lies he had told inadvertently to Shalimar were finally exposed. He desired Emma - he had wanted her before, he wanted her now, . . . *~ forever . . . ~*.
His eyes darkened as Emma tried to walk away from him. *~NO! ~*
"Not this time; I am not letting you run away from me again."
Brennan finally did what he should have done a long time ago - he stopped her from leaving him. He needed her to be with him; he couldn't let her just walk away. He wrapped his arms around her waist; *~ so small. ~*
He never wanted to let go. His arms instinctively tightened as she tried to step away.
"We're going to finish this Emma."
And then he kissed her.
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Emma instinctively stiffened as she felt Brennan's lips on hers. *~ This can't be happening. I am going to wake up and be alone again. Alone . . . empty. Can't let it happen. NO! ~*
Emma ineffectually tried to step back, tried to turn her head. Her mind was screaming that this was going to lead nowhere and she could not let herself be hurt again. But her heart demanded that she stay. No matter how fleeting it was, Brennan desired her. She was so confused; she didn't know what to do.
Brennan made the decision for her. His hand came up to gentle still her head; lightly cupping it to prevent her from escaping. She whimpered slightly as he increased pressure, his tongue slightly probing her lips, asking for, *~needing? ~* entry.
Emma sighed, and gave in. She wanted this now; whatever happened later, she would handle it. *~ Later ~* She opened her mouth, inviting him in. Her hands snaked around his neck, bringing his mouth even closer.
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Emma's mouth yielded to his gentle but insistent pressure. Brennan's mind screamed at him to control himself. He didn't want to scare Emma off; he had waited so long for this. He couldn't lose control now. All the lies, deception, pain was worth it as long as he had Emma in his arms. He would die if she pulled back now.
*~ But damn it, she is making it so hard. ~*
Emma pulled Brennan closer to her and he had not will left to resist her with. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him to her. They slid down his neck and stroked his back. Brennan trembled, *~ You're driving me crazy. ~*
*~ Good. ~*
Brennan could feel Emma smile under his mouth.
*~ I want you to be as crazy as I am. ~*
Brennan groaned and gave up. He wanted this now; whatever happened later, he would handle it. *~ Later ~*
He pulled Emma sharply against him, crushing her against her body, grinding against her. She gasped as she felt . . . him. He laughed softly and slowly pressed her against him, rocking her ever so gently. It was like a dance, like being intertwined, separate but not - it was like making love.
Brennan's mouth travelled down her neck, until he found the pulse at the base of the throat. He rested his mouth there for a second, and then gently stroked it with his tongue. Emma angled her neck to allow him better access.
*~ You're driving me crazy. ~* Emma had never felt like this before. Brennan filled her, his scent, his thoughts. His arms held her, exciting her but at the same time protecting her. She felt like she had come home.
Brennan felt Emma's pulse increase to an even more erratic crescendo. He excited her - the thought filled him with awe. Since this whole mess had started, he had not felt so alive as he did holding her - kissing her. He felt like he had come home. He had found that missing part - it was this beautiful woman, Emma. *~My Emma. ~*
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*~My Emma. ~*
Emma gasped as she felt Brennan's thoughts ever so clearly. *~ His Emma? ~*
Brennan looked up at Emma. His eyes burned with desire and Emma shuddered at their intensity. But she had to know . . . *~ Your Emma . . . ? ~*
Brennan's arms tightened around her waist, their pressure was painful but Emma did not care. All she saw, could think of, was the desperation she saw in his eyes.
He wanted her even Emma could see that. But did he love her? Was his desire enough? Could she be satisfied with less? SHOULD she be satisfied with less?
*~ Do you love me? ~* Her blue eyes pleaded with him. She had to know.
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"Emma, please." Brennan could feel her slipping away and he didn't know what to do.
*~ Do you love me? ~* Her question cut into the hunger, the desire that still burned between them. It cut right down to the core issue. Did he love her? *~ Does she? ~*
Brennan could not deal with these questions. He did not want to think; he wanted to make love to Emma, right here and now. The questions could come later. Right now, he had to show her what he felt not talk about it.
He bent down to kiss her again, but she turned her head away.
His silence had answered her question. *~ He doesn't love me. ~* And Emma yearned for his love, like a dying man yearns for life. Without him, she might as well be dead.
Suddenly, Emma felt cold, empty - like a child who had been shown a wonderful dream only to have it snatched again.
She took a deep breath, steadying herself for a moment against Brennan's chest. Then she pushed him away with all her strength.
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Brennan let her go, confused and hurting. "Emma?"
She looked at him and shook her head. "I . . . I think I should go find . . . go now." She swallowed again; she could not start crying in front of him. She would not do this to him. *~ I will not burden him with my foolish dreams. ~*
"Leave . . .? But . . .?" Brennan took a step forward, determined to take her in his arms again, but she scuttled back. He knew he had hurt her, but he could not talk right now. Words would only confuse the issue. *~ Why doesn't she let me SHOW her how I feel? . . . What do I feel?~*
"No, Brennan. Please . . . we . . . we cannot . . . I cannot." Emma stepped back once again, away from him. Where she belonged - at a distance. She shut down her mind; she could not let Brennan feel her pain. Edward had been right; such an intense bond DID work both ways.
*~ Please don't do this do me. Don't leave me. ~* Brennan watched Emma, willing himself to stay still. He didn't want to make her run away.
*~ I must. I can't give you what you want. ~* She could not sleep with him, no matter how much she wanted to. She knew that she would only want more from him, something he could not give her. Emma shook her head again - this was so much harder than she had imagined.
Brennan gulped, *~She doesn't love me. I knew it . . . but why does it hurt so much. ~*
Emma bit her lip, she should say something to make Brennan fell better but the words did not come. She looked at him, but the words died in her mouth. Brennan's eyes were fixed on her mouth, which was still swollen from his kisses. She lightly ran her tongue across it, hoping to calm herself down.
(Wrong move!) Brennan's eyes darkened ever further and for a moment, he was tempted to yank her back despite her reluctance. He was tempted to kiss away her protest and make love to her until she could not think of anything but him. But he resisted, he would not do this to her. He could not - she meant too much to him. *~ Do I love her? ~*
Emma came forward and lightly kissed his cheek. "I have to go." *~ Please forgive me. ~*
* ~ Anything Emma. Anything . . .~* Brennan stroked her cheek with his palm. She leaned into it briefly and then turned around and fled from the room, her hand cupping her mouth, holding the sobs in. x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x
Did you people think I would end the story or I would make it so easy on B/E? *Wicked grin*
Actually, I wanted to, but I just couldn't let them declare their undying love for each other just because they kissed. We have established they desire each other but I wanted to show that they mean so much more to each other than that. For each other, they would deny even themselves. I just didn't know whether that is clear from this chapter.
Tell me what you think. I think the chapter doesn't make much sense. But I wanted to post something. Hope you liked it.
Brennan shuddered at Emma's touch. She was toying with him. *~ So, you want to play do you? Well so be it. ~* Enough was enough; he could play as well as her. He smiled; he was going to enjoy this.
Brennan watched as Emma lost control over the little act between them.
"I think I will go look for the others."
*~ She's definitely nervous ~* Brennan smirked; he liked the effect that he was having on her. It made him feel strong - in control, something that he had not felt for a long time around Emma.
His eyes roamed across her body, enjoying what he saw. *~ What were you telling Shalimar about Emma, just this morning? ~* Brennan ignored that little voice inside as he continued to look at Emma. He wondered again, what it would be like to kiss her. *~ Would she taste as sweet in real life as she has in my dreams? . . . ~*
He wanted Emma; he could no longer deny it to himself. The dam he had built to hold his innermost desires finally broke. The lies he had told inadvertently to Shalimar were finally exposed. He desired Emma - he had wanted her before, he wanted her now, . . . *~ forever . . . ~*.
His eyes darkened as Emma tried to walk away from him. *~NO! ~*
"Not this time; I am not letting you run away from me again."
Brennan finally did what he should have done a long time ago - he stopped her from leaving him. He needed her to be with him; he couldn't let her just walk away. He wrapped his arms around her waist; *~ so small. ~*
He never wanted to let go. His arms instinctively tightened as she tried to step away.
"We're going to finish this Emma."
And then he kissed her.
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Emma instinctively stiffened as she felt Brennan's lips on hers. *~ This can't be happening. I am going to wake up and be alone again. Alone . . . empty. Can't let it happen. NO! ~*
Emma ineffectually tried to step back, tried to turn her head. Her mind was screaming that this was going to lead nowhere and she could not let herself be hurt again. But her heart demanded that she stay. No matter how fleeting it was, Brennan desired her. She was so confused; she didn't know what to do.
Brennan made the decision for her. His hand came up to gentle still her head; lightly cupping it to prevent her from escaping. She whimpered slightly as he increased pressure, his tongue slightly probing her lips, asking for, *~needing? ~* entry.
Emma sighed, and gave in. She wanted this now; whatever happened later, she would handle it. *~ Later ~* She opened her mouth, inviting him in. Her hands snaked around his neck, bringing his mouth even closer.
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Emma's mouth yielded to his gentle but insistent pressure. Brennan's mind screamed at him to control himself. He didn't want to scare Emma off; he had waited so long for this. He couldn't lose control now. All the lies, deception, pain was worth it as long as he had Emma in his arms. He would die if she pulled back now.
*~ But damn it, she is making it so hard. ~*
Emma pulled Brennan closer to her and he had not will left to resist her with. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him to her. They slid down his neck and stroked his back. Brennan trembled, *~ You're driving me crazy. ~*
*~ Good. ~*
Brennan could feel Emma smile under his mouth.
*~ I want you to be as crazy as I am. ~*
Brennan groaned and gave up. He wanted this now; whatever happened later, he would handle it. *~ Later ~*
He pulled Emma sharply against him, crushing her against her body, grinding against her. She gasped as she felt . . . him. He laughed softly and slowly pressed her against him, rocking her ever so gently. It was like a dance, like being intertwined, separate but not - it was like making love.
Brennan's mouth travelled down her neck, until he found the pulse at the base of the throat. He rested his mouth there for a second, and then gently stroked it with his tongue. Emma angled her neck to allow him better access.
*~ You're driving me crazy. ~* Emma had never felt like this before. Brennan filled her, his scent, his thoughts. His arms held her, exciting her but at the same time protecting her. She felt like she had come home.
Brennan felt Emma's pulse increase to an even more erratic crescendo. He excited her - the thought filled him with awe. Since this whole mess had started, he had not felt so alive as he did holding her - kissing her. He felt like he had come home. He had found that missing part - it was this beautiful woman, Emma. *~My Emma. ~*
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*~My Emma. ~*
Emma gasped as she felt Brennan's thoughts ever so clearly. *~ His Emma? ~*
Brennan looked up at Emma. His eyes burned with desire and Emma shuddered at their intensity. But she had to know . . . *~ Your Emma . . . ? ~*
Brennan's arms tightened around her waist, their pressure was painful but Emma did not care. All she saw, could think of, was the desperation she saw in his eyes.
He wanted her even Emma could see that. But did he love her? Was his desire enough? Could she be satisfied with less? SHOULD she be satisfied with less?
*~ Do you love me? ~* Her blue eyes pleaded with him. She had to know.
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"Emma, please." Brennan could feel her slipping away and he didn't know what to do.
*~ Do you love me? ~* Her question cut into the hunger, the desire that still burned between them. It cut right down to the core issue. Did he love her? *~ Does she? ~*
Brennan could not deal with these questions. He did not want to think; he wanted to make love to Emma, right here and now. The questions could come later. Right now, he had to show her what he felt not talk about it.
He bent down to kiss her again, but she turned her head away.
His silence had answered her question. *~ He doesn't love me. ~* And Emma yearned for his love, like a dying man yearns for life. Without him, she might as well be dead.
Suddenly, Emma felt cold, empty - like a child who had been shown a wonderful dream only to have it snatched again.
She took a deep breath, steadying herself for a moment against Brennan's chest. Then she pushed him away with all her strength.
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Brennan let her go, confused and hurting. "Emma?"
She looked at him and shook her head. "I . . . I think I should go find . . . go now." She swallowed again; she could not start crying in front of him. She would not do this to him. *~ I will not burden him with my foolish dreams. ~*
"Leave . . .? But . . .?" Brennan took a step forward, determined to take her in his arms again, but she scuttled back. He knew he had hurt her, but he could not talk right now. Words would only confuse the issue. *~ Why doesn't she let me SHOW her how I feel? . . . What do I feel?~*
"No, Brennan. Please . . . we . . . we cannot . . . I cannot." Emma stepped back once again, away from him. Where she belonged - at a distance. She shut down her mind; she could not let Brennan feel her pain. Edward had been right; such an intense bond DID work both ways.
*~ Please don't do this do me. Don't leave me. ~* Brennan watched Emma, willing himself to stay still. He didn't want to make her run away.
*~ I must. I can't give you what you want. ~* She could not sleep with him, no matter how much she wanted to. She knew that she would only want more from him, something he could not give her. Emma shook her head again - this was so much harder than she had imagined.
Brennan gulped, *~She doesn't love me. I knew it . . . but why does it hurt so much. ~*
Emma bit her lip, she should say something to make Brennan fell better but the words did not come. She looked at him, but the words died in her mouth. Brennan's eyes were fixed on her mouth, which was still swollen from his kisses. She lightly ran her tongue across it, hoping to calm herself down.
(Wrong move!) Brennan's eyes darkened ever further and for a moment, he was tempted to yank her back despite her reluctance. He was tempted to kiss away her protest and make love to her until she could not think of anything but him. But he resisted, he would not do this to her. He could not - she meant too much to him. *~ Do I love her? ~*
Emma came forward and lightly kissed his cheek. "I have to go." *~ Please forgive me. ~*
* ~ Anything Emma. Anything . . .~* Brennan stroked her cheek with his palm. She leaned into it briefly and then turned around and fled from the room, her hand cupping her mouth, holding the sobs in. x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x
Did you people think I would end the story or I would make it so easy on B/E? *Wicked grin*
Actually, I wanted to, but I just couldn't let them declare their undying love for each other just because they kissed. We have established they desire each other but I wanted to show that they mean so much more to each other than that. For each other, they would deny even themselves. I just didn't know whether that is clear from this chapter.
Tell me what you think. I think the chapter doesn't make much sense. But I wanted to post something. Hope you liked it.