"Saya, are you sure? We can wait until you think it fit," Solomon offered sweetly. He did not want to rush Saya, or hurt her like Phantom did in their blood-matings. Saya looked down at the bed and at the white silk gown she was wearing. She wasn't sure, but she knew she loved Solomon. She had only been with Phantom and no other man.

She was Solomon's now, his bride and more than just a mate.

"Yes..." she said tremulously. Solomon's hand gently brushed up against her cheek. He stroked her cheekbone with his thumb and smiled to solace Saya. Saya was not looking at him, and she looked as if she was going to cry her heart out. She was trembling and hurtfully confused.

"Are you sure? You are crying," Solomon said softly. Saya's hand touched his and she felt her tears on his slender fingers. She shut her eyes and began to weep again.

"Yes! I said yes! Please, just take the pain away!" Saya wept. Solomon nodded his head and his lips met hers. Saya's eyes shut tighter and both of their hands met. Solomon held her hands all the way as he kissed her. Not daring to go any further without an physical approval from his lover.

"Please, end the pain..." Saya whimpered. Solomon gazed at her depressed face and knew that Saya needed to be comforted. Is this solace what Saya really needed? Was she even ready or sure?

"Saya, are you sure?" Solomon asked again.

"Yes. Please, just end the pain and make me yours," Saya whispered. Solomon gently slid off her nightgown and kissed her flesh softly. The kisses proceeded along her tiny breasts, he kissed the buds softly, unlike Phantom who would bite down and drink the blood that came. Then, his lips continued downward to her tummy and he caressed the silken flesh. He quickly removed his shirt and crawled back onto Saya. Saya wrapped her arms around him as he kissed her. Her knees bent and her bent legs pressed against her lover's hips. Soon enough, they both were bare and the passion was languid.

Saya's mind was in a disarray as her husband began to caress her body with touches.

Warm, solacing, passionate...

Were the words that Saya could say about his touch. But...something was wrong. She felt as if their love wasn't right; like fate had cheated them. As if...fate was telling her that if she sacrificed her love to Solomon her soul would suffer hell. Had she not given her heart to Solomon? Had she not saved him from Phantom...Phantom? Why is it she had only felt absolute about her feelings when Phantom mated with her?

No! She couldn't do this to Solomon! He loved her and cherished her more than his own life! He nearly died for her, and yet, so did Phantom.

"Are you well, Saya? You look...Distressed?" Solomon asked gently as he came in contact with her core. Saya squirmed, a warmth pooled inside her. But, Solomon's touch was different, more languid and passionate than Phantom's. Saya began to groan, almost moan, as Solomon's hips moved harder against hers. The first entry came later, after sparing Saya's body the pain. Saya moaned loudly, but she did not scream her passion. Later, when the entries became faster and harder, Saya was nearly in a majestic trance because of the pleasure pooling and flooding inside her. Her mind though was not on Solomon, it was on Phantom. Images of Phantom and her together in their duets, matings, and so much more that Saya just wanted to scream as she lie beneath Solomon's body.

Phantom's and Saya's love was unjust but it was so tempting...

Saya was a wilting rose without him and needed his love to complete her.

As a small trace of the physical thrill flooded her body, Solomon's eyes widened passionately. He wanted to scream in the pleasure that consumed him.

"Phantom..." Saya's soft lips whispered passionately as she squirmed in pleasure. Solomon's eyes widened a bit more in shock. He wanted to open his mouth and almost angrily ask Saya why she had whispered Phantom's name. But, he did not want to hurt Saya, she was in enough pain already. Why hurt an angel?

Saya looked into Solomon's eyes and realized what she had done...

She had betrayed Solomon.

Her heart would forever deny Solomon to enter her soul.

For this chapter I must give some credit to Fluffy's Pocky for Solomon's and Saya's lovemaking.