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NIKATHY
We left the comm room behind and though I carried her, I was worried. Mostly, I sensed that she missed her independence, and I was afraid she would grow tired of being swept off her feet if I wasn't careful.
Still, I caught myself glancing down at her over and over, stealing glimpses of her determined face and stubborn perseverance. If she noticed me watching her, she said nothing. And then we were approaching the gardens, and my steps slowed almost without me realizing I was the one doing it.
"What is it?" she asked, worried. "Is something wrong?"
I had stopped in the middle of the corridor. I knew what I wanted to say, but I didn't know how to say it, or what she might say in response. But I looked up from the lush carpets to the audaciously papered walls, and I remembered who I was, and I knew I had to have her.
"I don't want you sleeping in there alone," I explained softly, flexing my arms so I could feel her body pressing into mine harder. "If anything happens, I want you close."
There was more to it than that, but I didn't have to explain, because the look in her eyes told me that she understood. She turned slowly and leaned into me, raising her chin just enough so that I could kiss her again where we stood.
"I want you close, too."
Her voice came out as a purr that sent tremors all through my body, raising goosebumps on my skin. I tried to ignore the blood rushing to my groin as I adjusted my arms around her, relishing her soft sighs as I kissed down her neck, brushing her hair aside.
"Come with me."
I walked a little way down the hall and pushed open a door, locking it behind us. Despite everything that had happened, the linens were untouched and a romantic glow filtered into the room from the windows.
I placed Rhiannon on the edge of the bed, and her eyes roamed with polite curiosity. She looked so small and fragile as she sank into the soft mattress among the mound of pillows. But that didn't deter me at all. I wanted her so badly. I stood over her a moment later, peering down at her body and her soft lips, knowing that the only way to quench my thirst was to have her.
Wordlessly, she laid back across the bedspread, leaving her legs hanging off the bed at the knees, and looked up at me innocently, cocking her head to one side and draping her arms over her head so that she looked completely relaxed.
"What are you thinking?" she asked shyly, her eyelashes fluttering and her cheeks blushing an almost imperceptible pink.
I faltered. "I- I think you're beautiful," I answered after some time.
The long lines of her body were tantalizing to me. Looking down at her, I could see the alluring way her hips curved into the hourglass of her waist and flowed out to her breasts. The crease that formed where her legs met tempted me. I was frozen in place as I considered all the ways that her body called to me.
"It's okay, Nikathy. I want you, too."
She reached a hand down and traced her long fingers up her thigh playfully, spreading her legs just the slightest bit, teasing me. I felt my cock nudge at my pants again, and I emitted a low growl, hungry for her already, but careful to bide my time. I didn't want to scare her away, and I certainly didn't want her to change her mind if things got too intense. I wanted to go slow and enjoy every inch of her. And that was why I knelt before her and slowly pressed her legs apart with my palms, shuffling forward until I was between her knees and I was staring at her wide-open eyes as she watched me with a serene smile upon her lips. It was then that I knew she had me caught in her trap, and I wasn't sure I wanted it to be any other way.
I could hardly decide where to begin with her, but I knew I had to act swiftly. Beyond the door of the bedroom, all hell could break loose at any second. I had never been so unsure of how to touch a woman before in my life, but I found the courage to lift her shirt off of her, marveling at her exposed softness. In fact, I found the pale tenderness of her skin a bit intimidating. Experimentally, I ran my fingers up her stomach and between her breasts, pausing momentarily to press my fingers into them and roll her nipples under my thumbs. The flush of pink that was left behind for just a fraction of a second after I removed my hands delighted me.
Rhiannon shifted her hips, scooting closer to me by inches and waiting expectantly for my touch to resume. This time, I was less hesitant as I let my fingers drag across her flesh, and I smiled to myself when I heard her soft moans as I passed over her nipples once more. I wanted so badly to hear more that I retraced my path over and over, lingering longer each time I reached the remarkable little nubs. She urged me on with tiny gasps and wide eyes, and soon I bent at the waist, leaning over her so that I could take each of the little pink fruits into my mouth, pressing them between my lips and giving them a gentle tug as my tongue just wet her skin.
Her back arched up beneath me, but this only intensified the heat between us, and I couldn't pull myself away from her perfectly formed breasts. I could have spent the whole evening there, but I soon felt her hands upon my shoulders, kneading at me with increasing insistence. Soon, I was so wrapped up in the way she massaged my neck and shoulders, all the while shifting her hips against my growing cock and whimpering for me to continue, that I felt like I might lose control of my faculties altogether.
I stopped, letting my cheek rest against the damp skin of her chest as I stared up into her eyes and listened to her subdued panting. I liked the way every exhalation she made produced reactions in my body I could not control. Her fingers caressed the nape of my neck, and I felt her fingernails tracing lightly over my scalp as she ran her hands through my hair.
There was a stillness in the room just then, like all the chaos outside lay forgotten and we existed in a completely separate place, just her and I.
"Nikathy?" her voice was keen, begging me to connect with her.
I peeled myself off of her, missing the way her skin felt against mine, but when I was upright, she scooted back on the bed and shimmied out of her pants with some effort. I watched curiously, unable to hide the smile on my lips as she worked to free herself. There she was, lying crossways on the bed, hair splayed wildly overhead. One of her hands had gone between her legs, and I could see her tracing tiny circles with her fingers. Her other hand had gone to her breast, and she was pinching one nipple between her finger and thumb, gently tugging until it was flushed pink. If that hadn't been enough to draw me hopelessly in, I could now smell the foreign scent of her sex, and the scent was so arousing that I was shirking my pants a moment later.
But even as my shaft stood straight and tall, ready to take her, the way her hands worked on her own body mesmerized me. She wore an innocent expression. Her lips parted just slightly and her eyes studied me as she made those little whimpering noises broken up by gasps.
When I could take it no more, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself between her opened legs. She seemed undeterred and continued with her fingers. Only now I could feel her sometimes extending her hand to brush lightly against my cock, making it jump eagerly before she retracted her hand playfully back to the little mound between her legs. Until now, no enemy of mine had ever held me hostage, but I was hostage to her. She could have asked anything of me, and I would have done it.
I leaned over her, planting my hands over her head and bringing my shaft just to the moist entrance between her legs, but before I could act, I felt her hands on my lower back, nails digging into my flesh as she pulled my hips to her, pushing me deep inside her opening. I was so shocked by her sudden movement that I let out a strangled gasp, but recovered quickly as I felt her body rising to meet mine again.
Now she was grinning up at me mischievously, knowing she had caught me off guard. That wicked look drove me wild, and I was soon pumping my hips, until all traces of her mischief had disappeared and she replaced the smile with a look of ecstasy. Her eyes fluttered as I drove into her, thrusting until my shaft was buried all the way inside and she was moaning loudly, clawing at my back, begging me to keep going. I couldn't have stopped, anyway. I was burning up, and I felt my orgasm growing with every thrust.
When I thought I might explode from all the sensations coursing through me, Rhiannon's thighs wrapped tightly around my waist and squeezed as she let out a feral growl. She was full of vitality and desire. She was intent on having me, and I would not squander it. As she bucked against me, always rising to meet my body, I dug my fingers into the flesh of her firm ass, sending her over the edge. I had hardly been prepared for the way her body reacted, frenzied throes that she was entirely incapable of controlling. I felt her wetness growing and soaking me, and suddenly my body was wracked by the same convulsions, and the heady sensation of my climax stole my breath away.
Soon, we were lying side by side on the bed, both gasping for breath with our legs tangled together and my arms wrapped neatly around her waist, holding her body against mine.
