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Chapter 31
First Night
The Rafiq had allowed us to sleep in a little late, so it was late noon when we arrived back at Masyaf. I didn't have any other clothes to wear, and the only thing the Rafiq had that would fit me were some black trousers, which I was very thankful for. I put them on, but had to keep the top on, but I wasn't worried about that.
My clothes were a minor thing to be upset about, and right now I wasn't going to let anything get me down. We left out of the city gates and I found Àlkimos waiting on me. I was so happy to see him, and he was happy to see me. He nuzzled me as I wrapped my arms around his thick neck.
On the long road back home, I told Altaïr about Ruri and her sister and what all I had experienced and encountered in the palace. He listened intently as I told my tail of Ninja's, Japan, and family honor.
"Altaïr it was amazing. Ruri was like a foreign version of us. Her family and clan went back to a long line of Ninjas. It turns out that my father and Ruri's father knew each other! Can you believe it? I mean what are the odds? I remember my dad telling me stories but I never actually thought they were true, yet there was a ninja standing in front of me and confirming everything."
I told him about how I let them leave and I told him Ruri said she would try to contact me. "I really hope she's alright. Her and her sister both." I said worriedly. Altaïr placed his hand on mine.
"I'm sure they're fine, Alera. You'll receive word from them soon. Have faith that Ruri is skilled and they got to safety without any setbacks." I looked at him and smiled.
"I do have faith in her. In them both." I preceded to tell him of all the fights I got in and what had happened after he had dropped the hints the first time. We laughed and talked about my escapades and Altaïr always looked at me and paid attention to me when I had something to say. The way he looked at me sent butterflies into my stomach.
We came into the mountains of our home and the sun was starting to set slowly. Everything was turning golden in the afternoon sun. We let our horses go into a slow walk down the mountain pass. I sighed in comfort and pulled my legs up and crossed them. I trusted Àlkimos to not run off with me, I've had him for so long.
"I'm so glad to be home." I said quietly.
"I'm sure you are, Alera. I know I am." Altaïr said with a smile.
"First thing I'm going to do... Take a long, hot bath." I sighed in content and closed my eyes. Àlkimos neighed and I opened my eyes. The gates of Masyaf came into view. I uncrossed my legs and sat up straight. As we rode through the gates, I saw a couple of the guards stare at me. I knew it was because of my top. I ignored them.
We stabled our horses and I gave Àlkimos a treat before I left. Altaïr and I started to make the long trek up to the fortress. Every step we took, I felt eyes on me. Altaïr walked protectively beside me, ready to snap on anyone who stared for too long or tried to approach me.
We entered the fortress and many of the men looked at me, but their eyes didn't linger too long, because Altaïr shot a glare at all of them. I saw Rauf standing to the side and his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He approached me.
"Alera... what-" I held my hand up.
"I know. It's a very long story my friend."
"Is that what your robes are going to consist of from now on?" I stared at him.
"Hell no! I can't work in this revealing top! Do you know how hard it is to be running and... Well, no you don't... Never mind." Oh, that was sort of awkward.
"Well, the master is looking for you. He's in the library. It's good to see you again Alera. You as well, Altaïr." he said.
"If you see Kalin, tell him I'm back and tell him what you saw, then tell him exactly what I told you. If he has questions, he can talk to me tomorrow." Rauf nodded and I bowed to him.
"Safety and peace brother."
"To you as well, sister." he bowed and walked off.
Altaïr and I continued our trek up the path. We emerged into the fortress and the torches were already lit on the wall. The sun had gone behind the mountains and the last of its rays peaked out. I felt Altaïr place his hand on the small of my back. It comforted me a bit, because I knew I'd have to explain what had happened to me. We walked up the stairs and turned to the left and walked up the next fight of stairs.
We came upon the master. He stood between the bookshelves, seemingly studying and looking very hard for a particular book.
"Ah, Altaïr, Alera. I see you've both returned. Please, come and speak with me for a moment." he said quietly. Altaïr and I exchanged a quick glance, then approached the Master. He picked out a book and turned towards us. I looked down and rubbed the back of my neck, slightly embarrassed and waiting on the questions. "Word has reached me of your success. You've my gratitude and that of the realm. Freeing these cities of their corrupt leaders will no doubt promote the cause of peace."
"Can you really be so sure?" said Altaïr.
"The means by which men rule are reflected in their people. As you cleanse the cities of corruption, you heal the hearts and minds of those within." said Al Mualim calmly. This made me feel even more better and proud of what I do, but something nagged at me.
"Well, our enemies would disagree." I said. Al Mualim's gaze shifted to me.
"What do you mean?" he questioned, not even acknowledging the way I was dressed. I kept my mouth shut though, maybe I could avoid the long story.
"Each man we've slain has confessed strange words to us. They are without regret. Even in death they seem confident of their success." explained Altaïr.
"Though they do not admit it directly, there is some sort of tie that binds them." I added. Altaïr and I exchanged a glance, then looked back at Al Mualim.
"We are sure of it." Altaïr confirmed.
"There is a difference, my children, between what we are told to be true and what we see to be true. Most men do not bother to make the distinction. It is simpler that way. But as Assassin's, it is your nature to notice, to question." said Al Mualim wisely.
"Then what is it that connects these men?" I asked. Al Mualim looked at me and smiled slightly.
"Ah, but as Assassin's it is also your duty to still these thoughts and trust in your Master, for there can be no true peace without order, and order requires authority." Ok. Now I was confused.
"But-"
"You speak in circles, Master!" snapped Altaïr, cutting me off. He pretty much took the words out of my mouth though. I agreed with him. "You commend us for being aware and then ask us not to be. Which is it?" he said impatiently. I gave a sharp nod to the Master and watched him expectantly.
"The question will be answered when you no longer need to ask it." the Master said calmly... Hmm... Well now, that was interesting. Wise men often speak in riddles. It doesn't really surprise me, but it puzzles me and didn't really answer our questions. Oh well.
"I assume you wanted us both here for more than just a lecture." said Altaïr. The Master laughed. He actually laughed. It surprised me a bit but I didn't say anything.
"To you, Altaïr, another rank and weapon are again restored." Al Mualim turned his gaze on me, then. "And you, Alera, my child. I'm so glad your safe." Al Mualim walked forward and put a hand on my shoulder.
Wait a second...
"You knew? About me being caught? About Altaïr rescuing me?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes. The Rafiq sent a bird ahead of you and told me everything. There is no need to explain." I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you master. That takes a huge weight off of my shoulders. Now I won't have to tell my long story or explain myself."
"Of course, my child. I see that the slavers made a mess of your robes, but you needn't worry, because I have something for you." Al Mualim walked to his desk, while I stayed put and watched him. Altaïr gave me a look and I shrugged.
The Master walked back over to me with clothes in his arms.
"These were your father's when he was about your age. They have been altered a bit, but should fit you just as good as your old robes did." I was shocked. Speechless even. I slowly held my hands out and took the robes. These... had been my fathers. I was extremely happy and relieved and shocked. So many emotions whirled around in my head.
"Thank you Master. Thank you so much." I said quietly. I held the robes to my chest. The Master reached up and put his hand on my shoulder.
"You are quite welcome, my child. Now go, get some rest and relax this evening. You've been through a lot. I give you both permission to sleep in tomorrow, but you must leave sometime tomorrow as well. Two more leaders remain. See to it that their rule is ended as well." Altaïr went to the desk to pick up his weapons and I bowed and took my leave. I walked up the stairs and down the hall-way and opened the door to my room.
I walked in and closed the door behind me.
Damn, it's good to be home.
My room was dimly lit by the setting sun, so I went ahead and lit all of my candles and my one torch on my wall. Suddenly I heard the flapping of wings and Alario swooped in and landed on his perch. I smiled and walked up to him.
"Look, Alario! It's father's robes! Al Mualim gave them to me to replace mine. He said they should fit me perfectly." I said with a smile. My eagle looked at them and blinked his beautiful eyes. He then let out a chirp and looked at me. I smiled at him. "I'm going to jump in the bath. I need one and want one very much. I just want to relax tonight, and know that I'm safe."
I walked into the bathroom and lit all the candles in there. I then got the water nice and hot and draped a clean towel over the towel rack. I also put my new robe and some fresh underclothes on the rack as well. I took my weapons off and placed them gently in the corner by my nightstand. Just in case I had to grab a knife in the middle of the night. I then took my necklace off and gently placed it on my nightstand. I kicked my boots off and slid them under my bed on the side I sleep on. I glanced out the window as I took my black pants off. The scenery was beautiful and I knew no one could see me from up this high.
A slight wind blew through the white curtains of my window. It felt good and cool against my skin. I closed the curtains closer so it wouldn't get too cold, then I shed the ridiculous slave top off of myself. I pulled my slave outfit bottoms out of my pack and took the whole outfit and stuffed it in the bottom drawer of my dresser... Altaïr seemed to like them...
Never know if I might need them again...
I walked into my warm bathroom and closed the door behind me. I then shed my underclothes and eased into the hot bath, sighing with pleasure as the warmth of the water hit my skin.
*Altaïr went up to the desk and grabbed his weapons. He thanked the master and turned to go. He walked down the steps and looked around for Alera, but she was gone. He walked up the stairs and down the hall and to his room, which was right beside her room. His room was on the left side of hers. As he walked past her room, he heard the chirping of Alario and Alera talking to him. He didn't catch the words, but he smiled as he heard her talk to her eagle.
Altaïr then walked to his room and opened the door and stepped in. He closed the door behind him and went around lighting his candles and torch. He then filled up his bath and took off his weapons and boots and garb. He put a clean robe in the bathroom and some clean pants, then he eased down into the bath.
He couldn't help but think about Alera. The way her skin was so smooth and her lips were tender. Her blonde hair was always silky and she always smelled of Roses and Jasmine. His mind also wandered to what happened between them last night. Those heated kisses and touches... He smiled at the memory of her hands roaming over him, trying to shed his robe and clothes off. He knew it hurt her and tempted her so bad. He pretty much had teased her to the point of breaking.
His smile grew and he chuckled to himself. "Damn, I love her so much. Everything about her." he thought. He knew it was inappropriate to do something like that in an Assassin's bureau... But they were back home now, and Altaïr knew how Alera was. She was shy sometimes... She wouldn't venture out from her room to come to his. "But then again, from past experiences with her, she likes for me to come after her. She likes the chase, and so do I."
Altaïr smiled. That was it. He was going to surprise her and come after her. He was going to chase her... and catch her. After all, Alera deserves a night of pleasure. She deserves to relax and be... taken care of.
Altaïr got done with his bath and dried himself off. He then put his black pants on and his robe on. No shirt underneath it. Why put on all the clothes when they're just going to be ripped off again?*
I kept thinking about him. I couldn't get him off my mind. I love him. I could still feel his touch, his heat. I smiled as my memories of last night kept coming back to me. I was so eager to get at him that I forgot where we were. I laughed out loud as I remembered the way he stopped me. "Damn tease." I said aloud to myself.
I shook my head as I stepped out of the bath. I felt a lot better and cleaner. Not to mention I smelled good. I let my hair down from its bun and it cascaded down my back. It was slightly wavy and messy from the steam and the messy bun I had it in. A thought crossed my mind...
We aren't at the bureau, we're back at home. I could just walk over to his room... but what would happen? Things would go farther... I'm still a virgin and I don't know if I'm ready for this. I love him, yes and I want him, but I've never done anything like that... Thinking about it makes me a little nervous... What if I'm not beautiful enough for him? My heart couldn't take a rejection like that...
I closed my eyes and sighed. My heart dropped into my stomach. I pulled my underwear on and my bra on and looked down at myself. White scars littered my body. "God, I'm such a coward. I can kill a man in a split second, whether it be by knife, sword, hands or legs, but yet I can't deal with matters... such as these." I said out loud. I shook my head and came to terms with myself... "Nothing is going to happen tonight I guess."
I shrugged and put my new robe on. I wrapped it around my body, just having my underclothes on underneath. I blew out all the candles in my bathroom and walked out the door and closed it behind me. It was completely dark now, and the full moon was out. My torch and candles plus the moon provided substantial light. I saw Alario still on his perch where I had left him. He chirped quietly and I smiled at him.
I walked over to my window. The wind had died down and it was warm and comfortable in my room. I pulled the covers back from my bed and fluffed my pillow up, but I didn't climb in yet. Sleep hadn't claimed me yet and I felt restless. I sat on the edge of my bed and ran a hand through my hair.
Suddenly, Alario chirped loudly. I looked over at him and his gaze was pointed towards the door. I looked over at the door and stood up. I wrapped my robe around me and waited.
The handle on the door moved, then the door opened to reveal something that made me get nervous and anxious instantly.
(A/N: Read at your own risk! Its about to get really intense and hot!)
"Altaïr..." I said quietly. He stepped into the room and shut the door behind him, then I heard him lock it behind him. I took a couple steps forward, having a slight idea of what was going on but being nervous and hoping I was wrong about what was going on. His hood was thrown up and all I could see were his lips.
He pushed off from the door and slowly strode up to me, that's when I realized what he was wearing. He had his black pants on and he was barefoot, but what really got me was that he didn't have a shirt on. It was only his robe that was on over him. I saw tan, toned abs peak out from the front of the robe.
Oh now that was just cruel.
As he made his way towards me, he started to blow my candles out. He went from one side of the room to the other. The only light that was left was coming from the torch and the moon. I stayed where I was and watched him.
He strode right up to me and stopped... His body was just barely touching mine. I had my arms folded, holding my robe together and concealing myself within it. I slowly looked up into his eyes. He brought his hand up and ran it through my hair and down my neck. His touch made a fire break out onto my skin. His fingertips ran down my neck.
"Altaïr..." I moaned quietly.
*He heard her moan his name, and that was all he needed.*
His hand gently wrapped around the back of my neck, and he pulled me closer to him, then he kissed me. It was a lingering kiss at first and his lips moved against mine only once. I moved against him softly and slowly, almost timidly. His other hand slipped onto my waist and pulled me even closer. He deepened the kiss and his tongue darted out and grazed my bottom lip. I pulled back slightly and remembered to breathe. The butterflies in my stomach became heavy and fluttered more. Passion, Desire and Want mixed with Love and nervousness.
I still clutched my robe together but I could feel the heat pulsing from his bare chest. One hand was still on my neck and the other was still wrapped around my waist.
This was it.
There was no backing out now.
I wanted him. I needed him...
I love him.
I let go of my robe and put my hands on his chest. I leaned up to capture his lips, but he moved back slightly.
"Am I moving too fast?" he whispered in a husky tone that made me want to go weak at the knees. I couldn't help but smile. He was taking the way I felt into consideration. He didn't want to pressure me.
"No, don't stop." I whispered shakily. I ran my fingertips down the small part of his chest that was exposed. "Don't stop." I whispered again, and he devoured my lips again. His movements were slow, and I was glad. I wanted to savor this, and apparently he did too. I kissed him with a bit more force and licked his bottom lip, but what I was about to do next required me to break the kiss.
I pulled back again, my eyes half lidded in pleasure. I looked down at his chest as I moved my hands in behind his robe, and what I felt sent me into a fit. His chest was warm and smooth and I felt his muscles. Oh my god those muscles, finally unveiled and bare. I ran my hands up his chest to his neck and then under his robe and down his shoulders.
*Altaïr watched Alera when she pulled back. He paused, because he knew what she was doing. What she was wanting to do. He felt her hands rub down his chest, then back up again to his neck and then underneath his robe and down his shoulders.*
I felt Altaïr's muscles roll under his skin as he rolled his shoulders and shrugged his robe off. It fell silently to the ground at our feet. The torch light made his skin glow. I felt Altaïr's forehead touch mine and I closed my eyes as my hands slowly ran down his biceps. Oh, his skin felt so good. I just wanted to take this moment and explore him. Every inch of him. I opened my eyes, but saw that Altaïr's were closed.
I stepped closer to him and felt my skin touch his skin. My stomach touched his abs. It surprised me at first and a small gasp escaped. Altaïr's eyes opened that time, and I felt his hands go in behind my robe and touch my bare skin. They snaked around my waist and touched my lower back.
"Shhh... Take your time, go slow." he purred. I felt his fingertips rub little lazy circles into my lower back. I looked at his chest and slowly ran my hands over him. That's when something caught my eye. White scars were everywhere on his chest and abs. The torch light made his skin glow while the moonlight accentuated his white scars. I slowly ran my fingertips across one that stretched from his left shoulder, down his left pec and stopped in the middle of his chest.
I then found another on the other side of his chest that wrapped around his ribs. I ran my fingers along that too. Another one caught my eye on his right shoulder, stretching from his neck, down to the top of his right pec. There were more smaller ones, and probably more on his back. I looked up into Altaïr's eyes.
"So many. There are so many of them." I whispered.
"I know." he whispered back. He rested his forehead against mine and our noses brushed. I ran my hands lower and felt of his ab muscles. They were rock hard, but his skin was smooth. I felt a few scars here and there, but I mainly reveled in the sensation of the way his muscles felt, the way he felt. I thought of something and smirked.
"There's going to be a lot of healing going on tonight, isn't there?" I whispered. He pulled back slightly and chuckled.
"Only if you want it to be." he said quietly. I didn't answer. I looked him in the eyes as I slowly rubbed my hands up his abs and to his chest. My fingernails lightly grazed his skin. As I leaned closer to him, I felt what bare skin I had showing, touch his again. I leaned forward and picked the scar that ran across his right shoulder. His arms tightened around my waist and I placed my hands on his forearms. I then closed my eyes and brushed my lips against his skin. I felt goosebumps spring up underneath my lips and I smiled. I kissed his scar and left a wet spot on his skin.
I felt his hands run up my back as I moved, and he took a shaky breath.
*Altaïr took a shaky breath as he felt Alera kiss his scar on his chest. He wanted her so bad, but he wanted her to take her time. He was going to be gentle with her. He loves her, after all.*
I smiled and kissed the top of his right pec, then brushed my lips across his chest, licking on occasion. I then kissed the nape of his neck, and nipped at it. That must have drove him insane, because his grip on me tightened. I pulled back from his neck. Before I knew it, he leaned down and captured my lips again. He pressed me all the way up against him and the heat coming from his skin warmed my body. We moved against each other, and he bit my lip. I opened my mouth in surprise.
He slipped his tongue passed my lips without missing a single beat and he explored my mouth and kissed me harder. Ugh, damn him. He cheated... It made me want him more though. My arms were around his neck now, and my fingernails ran through his hair. I felt his right hand slide up my stomach and his fingertips slipped under my bra and grazed the bottom of my breast.
It surprised me again, but all I did was tense for a second, then relax. He slipped his fingers out from under it, then ran his hand slowly and gently over my breast and up to my shoulder. I felt him move under my robe and slip my robe halfway off of me.
Oh no.
I pulled back and breathed.
"No... No, wait. Stop..." I whispered. I grabbed my robe and stopped it from falling. It hung off my shoulders.
"What's wrong?" he asked gently. Now the nervousness had set in.
"I... I don't think..." I stuttered. Damn, I was being such a fool. I looked down for a second and then back up into his green, alluring eyes. "Altaïr... What if I'm not what you think... What if I'm not good enough... What if I'm not beautiful enough for you..." I whispered weakly.
*This shocked Altaïr. "How could she even think that?" he thought.*
I dared to look up at him. His green eyes turned troubled and he shook his head.
"No... No Alera. Shhh..." he pulled me into an embrace. "Do not say or even think such things. Never think that you are not beautiful enough, because you are. You are so beautiful to me, body, mind, and soul." he loosened his hold on me and put his hand under my chin. He rose me up to look at him. "But I'm not just attracted to your physical beauty, I'm attracted to the beauty of your soul, and your personality. You, yourself, are just beautiful to me. Period. You could never dissatisfy me with anything, and don't you ever, ever think you're not beautiful. Saying you're not beautiful in anyway is like saying the stars don't shine at night. Saying you're not good enough is like saying a Rose doesn't bloom in the desert. It can bloom in the desert, and it will, and it will be the most beautiful flower amongst any of them."
I stood there. I was speechless. That was the most beautiful thing that anyone had ever said to me. I didn't know what to say. I didn't have any words, but actions speak louder than words... Right?
I slid my arms around his bare neck and kissed him. Not too hard, but not too soft. Just right to let him know and to get the message through. I felt his smooth lips caress and massage mine, and I also felt the scar there on the corner of his mouth as well, but he turned my attention away from that as I felt him slide my robe the rest of the way off my shoulders. It also landed silently on the ground around our feet.
Altaïr slowly pulled away from my lips and pulled a little bit away from me. His eyes ran down my body and took me in. I blushed under his gaze and felt slightly self-conscious. His fingertips grazed over my toned abdomen and I felt him trace a scar.
"Your scars..." he whispered to me. His eyes left my body and looked into mine.
"I know. I have a lot too." I whispered back. He smiled and ran his fingers over the scar that ran from below my belly button up and across to the bottom of my ribs.
"They're beautiful." he whispered. I blushed even harder as he moved closer. "Why are you blushing? You have nothing to be embarrassed about." he said with a smile, his breath running over my lips. I smiled and a small laugh escaped. He was still smiling as he leaned forward. Our noses brushed and I saw his eyes travel lower. He pulled back slightly and I saw his eyes run over my chest. His fingertips ran over a long scar that ran over the top of my left breast. A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine and goosebumps appeared on my skin.
He leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. His fingers traced the scar over and over again. He tightened his grip on my waist with the other hand and drew me closer. He ran his lips down my jaw line, then down my neck. His tongue shot out a couple of times. When he reached the nape of my neck, he bit me. It was kind of hard, but his intention was to please, not harm. I wrapped one arm around his neck and moaned quietly. He ran his kisses down my shoulder and finally he reached my scar.
He held me as close as possible and bit at my scar. The warm coil in my stomach twisted again and I moaned in pleasure. His tongue darted out and made a wet spot on my shoulder.
"Altaïr..." I moaned breathlessly. His hands ran up my back and I felt my bra come undone. It hung loosely on my shoulders. I felt slightly nervous, but it was passing away quickly. Altaïr looked in my eyes, then kissed my bottom lip. His hands ran up to my shoulders and slipped it completely off. My breath hitched in my throat, but Altaïr kissed my bottom lip and lightly sucked on it. It was a hell of a distraction.
He pulled back slowly and rested his forehead on mine. I could practically feel his eyes run down me. He brought his hands up to my sides and his thumbs stroked the side of my breasts. He let out a breath.
"You are so beautiful, Alera." he breathed. I couldn't stand it anymore. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him hard. My body pressed against his and his warm skin touched mine. He wrapped his arms all the way around me. He took a step forward and pushed me backwards towards the bed. I pulled back, but our lips were still touching slightly.
"Altaïr..." he silenced me with a chaste kiss.
"Shhh... I know." he hummed against my lips. "I'll be easy... I'll be gentle with you, Alera..." he kissed me again. "I would never hurt you..." he barely whispered. I looked into his eyes. They held truth and trust in them... But they were also darkened with desire. I smiled. I couldn't blame him.
"I know, Altaïr..." I whispered. I took both of his hands in mine, and slowly backed away from him, leading him to the bed. I couldn't help but notice a soft smile pass over his lips. He followed me to the bed slowly. I took two more steps backwards, then felt the back of my knees hit the bed. I stopped there and watched him walk forwards towards me. He laced his fingers with mine and closed the distance between us, kissing me with a lingering kiss. He pulled me as close as possible to him and placed my hands on his hips.
I pulled back from him and raised an eyebrow. He gave me a knowing look. I bit my lip and smiled. I ran my fingers around the hem of his pants and then undid them. I looked him in the eyes and kissed him. I then pulled back and kissed his jaw, then his neck, then the middle of his chest. As I went lower I pulled them down. My lips went straight down the middle of him. I kissed him and nipped at his abs when I got down to his stomach. I heard him let out a low moan. I smiled against his skin.
I pulled his pants all the way down. I then slowly rose back up, my lips sliding up his stomach and my tongue licking him every once in a while.
"Alera..." he breathed. "Alera... your torturing me..." he said shakily. I couldn't help but smile as I came back up to his chest and open-mouth kissed his skin, leaving a wet spot. I then ran my kisses up his neck to his jaw and then... I stopped.
*Altaïr felt like he was dying. Alera's mouth ran straight down the middle of him and he was going insane. When she rose back up, he felt her tongue slide up his chest. She kissed his neck and jaw and he was waiting for her to kiss him on the lips, but she didn't. The coil in him was wound tight, and he wanted her... now.*
I pulled back and looked at him. He gripped my sides and pushed me back onto the bed. I sat down and he leaned closer. He put his hands on either side of me and leaned down to look me in the eyes. He was so close to me. I opened my mouth and leaned forward to kiss him and he closed his eyes, but I stayed just out of reach. He opened his eyes and stared at me. He came close quickly and our noses brushed.
"Kiss me..." he growled huskily. I smiled at him and slowly moved my hands behind me. I prepared to crawl backwards further up onto the bed. I leaned back on my hands and stared up at him as he leaned over me.
"Catch me first..." I whispered. I leaned up and lightly licked his bottom lip. He smirked and grabbed the back of my neck.
"I don't have to catch you, I just have to make you weak." and there was that hot arrogance. It turned me on slightly more than I already was. He leaned forward and kissed my neck. I tossed my head back and felt his tongue slide up my neck. He ran his hand down my chest and gently grabbed my breast. I arched up and moaned quietly. I looked up at him and his lips lightly brushed mine. I smiled.
"You sound so sure of yourself." I slid back, and his hand slid down my breast and touched my stomach. He moved forward and put one knee up on the bed, coming closer again and resting his forehead on mine.
"Oh I am, Alera." he said with a smile. I felt his hand slide lower and down to my waist. He slide his fingers around the hem of my undergarment. He hooked his fingers under the side of them.
"Well, if you're so sure, then come on... Chase me." I whispered with an alluring smirk. I moved back some more and pulled my hips back. I felt his fingers still hooked on the side of my underclothes and I felt it slowly slide down my waist. I moved back further and felt it slide all the way down my legs. I moved back just a bit more and moved my legs as well and then, they were completely off. I slid back an inch further and was finally where I wanted to be. I looked at him and rubbed my legs together.
He smirked and tossed my clothes to the side. He then reached down and took his off. This was it now, we were both completely bare. I felt my nervousness come back slightly. Altaïr slowly crawled up to me. I sat up slightly and he leaned over me. He looked me in the eyes, then kissed me. It calmed me a bit and the feel of his skin against mine was something new to me, but it all just felt right. I felt his hand run slowly down my body and curve under my upper thigh. He broke the kiss and looked at me.
I ran my hands down his chest and down to his waist. He leaned down and kissed my neck, then my collar bone and then down to my chest. He kissed my breast and I couldn't suppress the moan that rose from me. I ran my hands down his back, my fingernails dug lightly into his skin. He growled low and grabbed my hips.
Before I knew it, he rolled us over and I was on top this time. I looked down at him and he smiled at me. My eyes ran over him. He ran his hands down my breasts and I leaned back and closed my eyes in pleasure. He gripped my hips and slid me a little higher up his body. I was straddling his waist now and I could feel him underneath me. I bit my lip and felt shivers run up my spine. His hands ran up my back and brought me down to him.
I was inches from him and I felt him move under me. He slightly slid into me. A small gasp escaped.
"Shhh... Don't think, just feel..." he whispered to me. I bit my lip and another moan escaped. "Go easy... Go slow, Alera..." he whispered to me again. I leaned down all the way and devoured his lips. I moved my hips slowly and I felt his hands run up my thighs and grab my hips. I still massaged my lips against his as I grinded my hips against him. I ran my hands up his chest and to his arms. I pulled back just for a second to grab his hands. I placed his hands above his head and laced our fingers together.
I licked his bottom lip and kissed it. I then moved my kisses down his neck and bit him a little hard. I felt him slide further into me and I moaned in blissful pleasure. The coil in me kept tightening and my breathing was getting ragged. He let go of my hands and slid them up my arms. He then got to my neck and massaged it, then he massaged my back and then he rubbed my sides and my breasts. I leaned up and arched my back and I felt his hands slide down to my hips again, then he flipped us over again.
*That was it. Altaïr couldn't take it any more. He had to have her. He was going to have her, make her his forever. He grabbed her hips and flipped her over again.*
He was positioned between my legs now, and his kisses were getting harder and more hungry. His mouth explored mine and his hands roamed all over. I ran my hands over him as well and everything was getting heavier and faster. Suddenly, he stopped and looked right into my eyes. His breathing was ragged and so was mine. I looked up into his eyes. He ran his hand through my hair.
"I'll be gentle... Stop me if I hurt you..." he whispered huskily. I bent my knees and parted my legs. He rested his forehead against mine. I arched into him, just to feel his skin against mine again. His lips lazily brushed against mine. I felt him slide all the way into me then. I sharp quick pain erupted from me. I tensed for a second and stifled a gasp. I knew what it was that caused my pain. I am a virgin... or was a virgin after all. The pain spread through me for a few seconds, then it turned into pleasure. The coil in me felt like it couldn't get any tighter or hotter.
I rubbed my legs against him and gripped the sheets. He rocked forward slowly. I let out a slow moan. I arched up into him, wanting more. I ran my fingernails down his back and I felt him kiss my throat. He kept rocking forward slowly, going easy with me. I felt his arm curl under my back and raise me up a bit. I gripped his shoulders and tilted my head back. His tongue slid up my throat and met my lips. He pushed a bit harder and I tensed as I felt the coil start to unravel.
I heard him moan against my lips. I dragged my nails up his back and then twined them into his hair.
"Altaïr..." I moaned his name. It brought pleasure to me to just say it.
"Alera..." he breathed. I had never heard him moan my name like that before. His voice was ragged and husky. He started to rock faster and I wrapped my legs around his waist. His lips trailed down me again and he bit right above my breast. It surprised me at first and I tensed up and let out a breath. He kept rocking and getting just a bit faster, but not too fast. I didn't just want him to make love to me, I wanted him to make it last. I felt the coil start to come all the way out. He slowed down again and looked right into my eyes.
"Alera..." he whispered.
"Mmmm..." I mumbled. He rested his forehead against mine and our noses brushed. I looked him straight in the eyes.
*This was it. He was about to tell her. He wanted her to know. He wanted her to know that he loves her. He had to pour his heart out to her. He just couldn't take it any more.*
"Alera..." he said breathlessly... I stared up at him, waiting intently.
"Alera... I love you." he whispered. He looked straight into my eyes. "I love you." he breathed. I couldn't take it any more. I felt myself tense and I moaned and arched up into him. The coil came undone all at once. He looked in my eyes and kissed me. It was lingering and gentle. Just what I wanted. I felt him move from between my legs and move to my right. I heard him moan into my mouth and he sighed heavily. That must have been it for him too.
He moved back over me and broke the kiss. I heard him breathe and lay down on the pillow next to me. We were both breathing hard. I closed my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. I couldn't believe it. He had just told me that he loved me. I was so happy, but I was so spent. That was amazing. I looked over at him, only to see him staring right back at me. He smiled and ran the back of his fingers down my cheek.
I smiled and rolled over on my stomach. I looked over at him. His smile grew and he ran his fingers through my hair. I leaned into his touch and closed my eyes.
"Your glowing, Alera." he whispered. I smiled and felt my cheeks turn red. He rolled over on his side and wrapped his arm around my bare back, pulling me towards him. He pulled me halfway on top of him, my chest on his and my hips and legs by his side. "Your glowing, you look so beautiful." he said again. I looked at him and ran my fingers through his hair.
"Maybe it's because I love you so much." I said quietly.
* "What? She loves me as well? Oh thank you. Thank you so much. I love her so much. I'm so glad she returns it." thought Altaïr. He was so happy. So much more than words could explain. He loved her. He would do anything for her and now here she was, saying she loved him back.*
"Altaïr... I love you." I whispered. That light that had shined in his beautiful green eyes before, I now understood what it was. It was love. "I've loved you ever since that fight that we had the first day of my training." I said with a smile. He smiled back and pulled me down to him. He kissed me softly. I pulled back and curled up into him, my head on his chest and my arm wrapped around him. His arm wrapped around my shoulders and his fingers ran up and down my shoulder.
"I think that's when I started to love you as well... I realized how spirited you were and how much fire you had." he said. I looked up at him.
"You certainly had a funny way of showing it." He laughed.
"Well, I also saw you as a threat back then, but it doesn't mean I wasn't intrigued by you. Not to mention I thought you were beautiful. Malik knew. He knew I wanted to understand you and get to know you more." I snuggled up close to him and kissed his neck.
"I'd say you know me pretty well by now, don't you think?" he looked down at me and I smiled. He kissed me and ran his fingers through my hair.
"That is the one good thing that came out of my Arrogance." he said quietly.
"Everything happens for a reason, Altaïr." He smiled slightly and stroked my cheek.
"I love you." he said. Damn, those words just made me go crazy.
"I love you too." he smiled and captured my lips.
"It was amazing, you know." I whispered against his lips. He smiled and chuckled.
"Not bad for a first night hmm?" he purred. He kissed my bottom lip and I laughed quietly.
"No. Not at all. It was... amazing. So good." I breathed as he rolled over all the way and kissed me down my neck. His chest vibrated against me as he chuckled again.
"I'm glad you think so highly of me." he whispered in my ear. He kissed me right on my pulse.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." I felt him smile against my skin.
"Your pulse is racing." he breathed. Damn his voice for being so... Mmm...
"Altaïr..." I whispered. He rested his forehead against mine and our lips brushed.
"I love how you say my name. It belongs on your lips." he kissed me softly. "Say it again."
"Altaïr..." he kissed me again.
"You're mine, Alera... Forever. Tell me... Say it to me." he nearly begged.
"I will always be yours. Forever." I whispered to him. I leaned up and kissed his neck. "Say you'll stay. Say you'll be here when I wake up in the morning." He pulled back to look at me.
"Of course I will... I always will." he rolled over to the side of me and pulled me with him. I was up against him again, lying on his chest. I wrapped one leg around his and snuggled into him. I kissed his neck and he leaned down and kissed my lips.
"Sleep, Alera... I'll be right here when you wake up. I'll always be here. I love you." he whispered.
"I love you too, Altaïr."