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buckled from the intensity of it. “Rowen, please don’t…”
Rowen shed his shirt and pants then helped her to lie back down on their blankets. He wanted to see her when he made love to her. He wanted to see her pleasure. With one of their candles lit, and the glow of the moon and stars to light his way, he went into her outstretched arms. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Fern?” He kissed her lips again and let the tips of his fingers play over one of her taught nipples, twisting it between his fingers before dropping his head down to replace them with his tongue. Gently, he made love to the flesh of her breasts with his tongue, tasting and teasing until he was sure she was ready for more.
Fern’s body jerked upward with the sensation, her breath catching in her throat. “Oh how I love you Rowen, please take me now. I don’t want to wait any longer.”
“ Patience Fern, I want to savor you for as long as I can our first time. But more than that, I want your first time to be perfect.” Rolling her over to her stomach, he straddled her hips then leaned forward to run the tip of his finger down her spine. “I want you to remember this night.”
Fern moaned her satisfaction when he rolled her back over and parted her legs with the strong muscles of his thigh. “Make love to me with passion, not reluctance.” She didn’t want to be babied; she wanted him to treat her like a woman. Sweat glistened off his body underneath the moonlight, enchanting her with his masculine beauty. Her fingers ached to touch him. Her body begged for him to fill her, to release the desire she felt building in the pit of her abdomen. “I’m not afraid. I know you won’t hurt me.”
Sweat glistened from his brow as he positioned himself over her. Their shadows reached out to him from the cave wall, singing their sultry cry for release. He would oblige, he would give them what they desired. His eyes snapped back down to hers when her fingernails raked through the black hairs of his chest. She was arching her back toward him, tempting him with her voluptuous breasts. He slid his sex through the crimson tangle of the moist curls nestled between her thighs as he bent forward. Taking her offer, he suckled and teased her repeatedly until she moaned his name between clenched teeth. “I have to have you, love, I can’t wait any longer.”
“ Oh yes, take me now Rowen! Can’t you see I’m ready?” Her jaw shook with anticipation and her body was on fire. She bit her lip in preparation of what she knew was next. The pleasure to come would far outweigh any pain, she was sure of it. She trusted him.
* * * *
“ Wake up, Grandmother!”
Elizabeth blinked her tired eyes a few times before she realized she’d been wakened by the presence of an intruder. “Who be in my house? Leave me now, or I will cast a spell upon thee.”
“ It is I, Grandmother! I am here to remove your spell of love.” Rose brought her cape down tight over her ears when her grandmother’s voice reached her from her bed. She held her lantern out until she could see the wicked eyes glaring back at her. “Get up, Grandmother, you have no choice but to remove the spell.”
“ Who art thou, child? I am not thy grandmother. Leave me, or I will…” Her mouth was shut tight when the girl raised her other hand and screamed, piercing her eardrums with her words.
“ You have no power over me, Elizabeth Wilds, get yourself up from thy bed and follow me now. You must rectify what you have done.” Rose stared at her in disgust. Such evil, how could she have come from this blood? “I will wait for you in your sitting room downstairs, Grandmother. Do not make me wait.”
Elizabeth shook as she descended the stairs. This child had obvious power. Who sent her here? The fire was burning in the stone fireplace when she entered the room, and the girl was sitting in her chair reading from her sacred books. “I still do not know thy name, child. Speak it out so I might
Rowen shed his shirt and pants then helped her to lie back down on their blankets. He wanted to see her when he made love to her. He wanted to see her pleasure. With one of their candles lit, and the glow of the moon and stars to light his way, he went into her outstretched arms. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Fern?” He kissed her lips again and let the tips of his fingers play over one of her taught nipples, twisting it between his fingers before dropping his head down to replace them with his tongue. Gently, he made love to the flesh of her breasts with his tongue, tasting and teasing until he was sure she was ready for more.
Fern’s body jerked upward with the sensation, her breath catching in her throat. “Oh how I love you Rowen, please take me now. I don’t want to wait any longer.”
“ Patience Fern, I want to savor you for as long as I can our first time. But more than that, I want your first time to be perfect.” Rolling her over to her stomach, he straddled her hips then leaned forward to run the tip of his finger down her spine. “I want you to remember this night.”
Fern moaned her satisfaction when he rolled her back over and parted her legs with the strong muscles of his thigh. “Make love to me with passion, not reluctance.” She didn’t want to be babied; she wanted him to treat her like a woman. Sweat glistened off his body underneath the moonlight, enchanting her with his masculine beauty. Her fingers ached to touch him. Her body begged for him to fill her, to release the desire she felt building in the pit of her abdomen. “I’m not afraid. I know you won’t hurt me.”
Sweat glistened from his brow as he positioned himself over her. Their shadows reached out to him from the cave wall, singing their sultry cry for release. He would oblige, he would give them what they desired. His eyes snapped back down to hers when her fingernails raked through the black hairs of his chest. She was arching her back toward him, tempting him with her voluptuous breasts. He slid his sex through the crimson tangle of the moist curls nestled between her thighs as he bent forward. Taking her offer, he suckled and teased her repeatedly until she moaned his name between clenched teeth. “I have to have you, love, I can’t wait any longer.”
“ Oh yes, take me now Rowen! Can’t you see I’m ready?” Her jaw shook with anticipation and her body was on fire. She bit her lip in preparation of what she knew was next. The pleasure to come would far outweigh any pain, she was sure of it. She trusted him.
* * * *
“ Wake up, Grandmother!”
Elizabeth blinked her tired eyes a few times before she realized she’d been wakened by the presence of an intruder. “Who be in my house? Leave me now, or I will cast a spell upon thee.”
“ It is I, Grandmother! I am here to remove your spell of love.” Rose brought her cape down tight over her ears when her grandmother’s voice reached her from her bed. She held her lantern out until she could see the wicked eyes glaring back at her. “Get up, Grandmother, you have no choice but to remove the spell.”
“ Who art thou, child? I am not thy grandmother. Leave me, or I will…” Her mouth was shut tight when the girl raised her other hand and screamed, piercing her eardrums with her words.
“ You have no power over me, Elizabeth Wilds, get yourself up from thy bed and follow me now. You must rectify what you have done.” Rose stared at her in disgust. Such evil, how could she have come from this blood? “I will wait for you in your sitting room downstairs, Grandmother. Do not make me wait.”
Elizabeth shook as she descended the stairs. This child had obvious power. Who sent her here? The fire was burning in the stone fireplace when she entered the room, and the girl was sitting in her chair reading from her sacred books. “I still do not know thy name, child. Speak it out so I might
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