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Chapter
19: Romantic Interlude
Nearly three weeks had passed.�
Alyssa was eager to resume her studies in restoration and conjuration.�
Anarenen had been more than happy to assist in her studies, for it helped take
his mind off of Edwinna�s absence.� Erranil had continued following him, and on
more than one occasion she had seen the two Altmer together talking quietly, falling
silent as they looked down at the young Breton.� The light was slowly fading
from Anarenen�s copper eyes, and Alyssa herself was beginning to wonder when
Edwinna would finally return.� Heem-La made a competent, although quiet, guildmaster,
but Edwinna�s continued absence had put everyone on edge.
In an effort to improve morale, Heem-La
had instructed each of them to take some time away from their duties to get out
of the guildhall and relax.� Alyssa had been more than happy to oblige.� She
spent as much time as she could with her friends in Balmora.� Ajira was always
more than happy to study with her, and Malcus was often around when the girls
wanted a break from their studies.� Alyssa found that her heart beat faster
every time she saw him.� He was always kind to her, and the tender affection he
displayed towards her when the two were alone sent shivers of delight down her
spine.� Her fear of him had been replaced entirely by fascination.� It seemed
he was always on a mission of some sort, yet he always managed to find time to
include her.� One day the two had traveled north carrying loads of food and
supplies to newly freed slaves who had since set up small farms under the
kind-hearted supervision of the Twin Lamps.� The former slaves always seemed so
grateful for the small shacks and simple gifts they were given that Alyssa felt
bad that she could not give more.� Their appreciative smiles warmed her heart.�
Malcus was always by her side to listen to her and comfort her as she confided
in him the emotions she felt at the new life she was becoming a part of.� And
at the end of the day, he always made sure that she arrived home safely.
Alyssa awoke early one morning to
her dimly lit room in Ald�ruhn.� She sighed happily as she slid further down
into the covers.� Glancing at her nightstand, she giggled.� The illumination
stemmed from a bouquet of coda flowers arranged artfully in a mortar on the
table by her bed.� Examining it, she saw that the pestle had been placed
carefully to the side, and that they were of excellent quality.� She assumed
they must be grandmaster grade equipment, for they were more beautiful and well
crafted than anything she had ever laid eyes on.� She wondered how she would
explain the gifts now that she knew for certain whom they were from.� Tenderly,
she drew back the covers and set about to lighting a candle.� Just then she
noticed a note pressed in with the flowers.
Meet me on the banks of the
River Odai � M.
She giggled happily.� Searching
through her drawers, she was a little saddened that she had leant most of her
best dresses to Edwinna.� She wanted to look nice today.� Sighing, she settled
on a cream and chocolate colored dress, the low neckline enhancing her full
breasts as she laced up the back, pulling the fabric tight across her slender
waist and letting it fall loose about her rounded hips.� She remembered a gold
necklace Malcus had given her earlier and hooked it behind her neck, letting it
fall between her breasts.� She slipped on delicate brown leather boots, and
hurried to ask Erranil to transport her.
�My, you�re all dressed up today,�
Erranil remarked when she saw her, �You look stunning, of course.�� She smiled.
�Thank you.� Could you transport me
to Balmora please?� she asked.� Erranil laughed.
�Balmora again?� I assume you must
have met someone there,� she smiled coyly.� Alyssa shifted, looking a little
uncomfortable.� She just wanted to hurry and be on her way.
�I�ve met plenty of people there
actually.� Ajira and I have become very close friends,� she replied, her pulse
quickening.
�Ah, but I doubt it�s Ajira who is
making you blush so.� I think you�ve met a man.� So tell me, have you finally
found your mysterious admirer?� Erranil asked coyly.
�I�� she started, unsure what to
say.� He cheeks flushed crimson and she looked away.� Erranil laughed.
�Perhaps I have.� So what?� she
replied testily.� Erranil grinned.
�There�s no shame in that.� I�m
happy for you.� Go have fun.� I�m just teasing you,� she said with a wink.� In
a flash, Alyssa was transported to Balmora.� She hurried through the guild hall
and into the dark city.� The sun had not risen yet.� She followed the river Odai
north to the city gates and waited.
There was a cascading waterfall
there which Alyssa loved to visit.� The morning was still new, and the light
had just begun to creep over the hillside in flashes of pink and orange.� The
morning dew was dripping from the leaves of the trees near the waterfall, and a
heavy mist had settled over the waters.� Alyssa inhaled deeply, enjoying the
coolness of the fresh air around her.� Through the rush of the flowing cascade,
she could just make out the faintest songs as the wildlife around her awoke to
greet the new day.� She settled down near the bridge, reaching down into the
calm pond around her to fish out a shiny pebble which she rolled between her
fingers before skipping it back across the pool.� The grass was cool under her
and smelled of wet earth.� Flowers grew around the banks near the water, and
she smiled as she thought of the glowing coda flowers left in her room.� This
was the first time Malcus had asked her directly to meet him somewhere.� She
wondered what he wanted.� Her heart soared and she shivered with pleasure as
she remembered his piercing blue eyes and soft strong hands.� The feelings that
were invoked in her by his presence were alien and new to her.� She felt almost
as though she were intoxicated when he was around.� Biting her lips, she
settled back into the grass with a smile.
Just as she closed her eyes, she
felt a gentle hand touch her shoulder.� She opened her large dark eyes and
gazed up into a familiar blue.� She hadn�t heard him approach, but then, she
never did.
�Hello Alyssa,� he whispered
softly, his lips forming an easy smile.� She gazed up at him for a moment
before replying.� He was wearing plain brown pants and leather boots, with a
cream colored shirt that laced in the front.� The lacing was partially open,
revealing the strong muscles underneath.� His thick light brown hair was pulled
back as always with a black ribbon.
�Hello Malcus,� she whispered, just
as softly.� He offered her his hand, pulling her to her feet.
�You look absolutely stunning,� he
said with a smile.� She blushed.
�So do you,� she replied.� He
laughed heartily.
�Well, I�m not as done up as you
are, but it�s nice to know you find me presentable nonetheless.� Wait a
minute,� he said with a smile, reaching his hands around his head to untie the
black ribbon that held his hair back.� He shook his head and his hair fell
loose around his shoulders.
�There you go.� You like it better
down right?� he asked with a wink.� A small giggle escaped her lips as she
remembered their first night at Stendarr�s Retreat.
�I�ll take that as a yes,� he said,
pocketing the ribbon and offering her his hand.� She took it, looking up at him
as she began to walk.
�Well, you do have lovely hair��
she started.� He laughed again.
�If it pleases you, my dear, then I
cannot object,� he smiled.
�Where are we going?� she asked
curiously.
�Anywhere you want to, really,� he
replied, �I just wanted to spend some time alone with you, without Ajira or any
of our other friends from the guilds tagging along.� I was thinking we could
walk along the river for a bit, and perhaps take a stroll through the Ascadian
Isles.� It�s going to be a lovely day.� I brought along some food for a picnic�
unless, of course, you have something else to do?�
�Oh no�� No of course I don�t,� she
smiled, her racing heart calming to a steady pulse as she felt a wave of
comfort wash over her.
�Good,� he whispered softly,
looking deep into her eyes.
~*~
Malcus knew his way around the
countryside, and they were soon so far off the beaten trail that Alyssa
scarcely knew how to get back.� The pair wandered south a ways, stopping under
the shade of a giant mushroom tree near a bubbling brook.� Malcus sat, leaning
against the tree as he unpacked their lunch.� He motioned for Alyssa to join
him.� She obeyed readily, plopping gracefully onto the grass in front of him.�
There were fresh ash yams, warm breads, salted meats, and even fine Cryodiilic
cheese wrapped in hackle-lo leaves.� She wondered where he had come by this
feast.� He cut a piece of cheese with his dagger and held it out to her.�
Bending forward, she took it gingerly in her lips, lingering over his
outstretched fingers as she savored the tangy earthy flavors on her tongue.� It
had been a long time since she had tasted Cryodiilic cheese and the taste had
been nearly forgotten.� He smiled, enjoying the feel of her lips on his
fingertips.
�Is your sister expecting you back
anytime soon?� he asked.
�No, no she still isn�t even back
from Gnisis yet� it�s been over three weeks now�� Alyssa confessed, a bit of
worry creeping into her voice.� Malcus cocked his head, noting the anxious tone
of her voice.
�Explain,� he requested, settling
back in the grass as he set to cutting up the rest of the food.� Sighing,
Alyssa explained the situation with Edwinna�s absence, and the effect it was
having on her friend Anarenen, who was deeply in love with Edwinna.� She wasn�t
entirely certain at this point that her sister had not run off with Baladas,
for no one had heard a word from her since she had disappeared.
�Perhaps someone should send her a
note, or even send someone in person to check up on her,� he suggested, �And it
sounds like your friend Anarenen needs to have a nice long heart to heart chat
with her when she returns � that�s really the only way to solve these kinds of
things for certain.�� Alyssa agreed, although she doubted that Anarenen was
looking forward to such a conversation.� He did, after all, have quite a lot
riding on the outcome.
�If I were him, I would find out
what was going on in Gnisis first hand myself.� I�ve found that keeping tabs on
you has proven useful in more than one instance,� he winked.� Alyssa blushed.
�But why do you still keep such a
close eye on me?� she asked.
�To keep you safe, for one,� he
smiled, �You seem to have a knack for getting into all sorts of trouble.�
�Yes, you saved my life as a
result,� she replied, remembering her brush with death at the hands of the
flame atronachs, �But why follow me now?� Why leave me gifts and coda flowers?�
Just this morning you gave me quite an elaborate mortar and pestle � I�m sure
I�ll be the envy of all my fellow guildmates as a result.�� He paused, as
though unsure how to answer.
�Well, if you would have asked me a
while ago, I would have said �to ease my conscience.�� I�ll always carry the
guilt of what I have done to you.� But, since you ask me now� I should say that
I watch over you and give you gifts more out of fondness than guilt,� he said
with a smile.� Alyssa blushed.� The thought of their first encounter seemed
such a distant memory that she rarely thought of it.� Yet, when she did, a
strange sensation overtook her body as she looked at him.� She had known him
intimately, despite the circumstances, and yet here they sat� peacefully
enjoying a picnic lunch under a tall mushroom canopy away from civilization.�
He had never again laid a hand on her, except to help her to her feet or hold
her when she cried.� Yet she knew him and the knowledge was� intoxicating.
�Tell me,� she said, her breath
deep, as he tore off and handed her a piece of soft warm bread, �I know the
circumstances were bad, but I�m curious� when you took me, did you enjoy it?��
At this Malcus� eyes widened and he nearly dropped the bread he was holding.�
He looked down, inhaling sharply as he set down the food.� There was a long
silence between them, and Alyssa could feel her heart beat in her throat.
�How can you expect me to answer
that?� he replied quietly at last, unable to look her in the eye.� He took a
deep breath.� Alyssa bit her lip.� This had not quite been the reaction she had
anticipated to her question, and she was suddenly sorry she had asked it.
�If you mean, would I so much as
consider forcing you like that again, the answer is a resounding no.� If you
mean, do I think of that day with wonder or horror, the answer is horror.� The
memory of your silent battered body pleading with me to stop while I forced my
will on you will stay seared into me memory until the day I die.� And while I�m
amazed at your capacity for understanding and forgiveness, I don�t think I can
so easily forgive myself.� The crime of rape is not so much a crime of lust as
a crime of power and rage.� But�� he continued, looking up at her imploring
eyes, �If you are asking instead whether I find you beautiful, the answer is
yes.� If you are asking whether the memory of your naked body pressed against
myself is exciting, the answer is yes � the memory is intoxicating.� You are
the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on, and the beauty of your soul
matches the beauty of your body.� But�� he cast his eyes downwards again as he
crossed his legs, �I would never dream of doing any such thing to you again.�
What you experienced with me wasn�t sex; it was rape, pure and simple.� There
is a world of difference between the two.� As far as I�m concerned, you�ve never
experienced the former� and I sincerely hope I didn�t spoil it completely for
you.�� He bit his lip.� Alyssa watched him, saddened that her inquiry had upset
him.� She crawled forward and took his hand in hers, lifting it to her lips and
kissing it tenderly.
�I�m sorry, I did not mean to upset
you,� she told him, seeing a sad smile come to his face as he looked up at her,
�I have forgiven you.� I can�t stop myself from liking you, Malcus.� I
only wanted to know what you thought of me.� You are still the only man I�ve
been with in such a context, however improper it may be.� I was simply
curious.�� He smiled at her, offering her another piece of bread.� She took it
and leaned in closer, laying down and resting her head against his chest.� He
made no move to stop her, resting his hand against her shoulder as he stroked
her long auburn brown hair.
�In that case� you were simply
delectable,� he said softly, picking up an ash yam and drawing it up to her
lips.� Her hot breath and soft lips against his fingers sent shivers down his
spine, and he kissed the top of her head as she nuzzled closer to him.
~*~
Evening came, and they found
themselves near the shores of Lake Amaya as the sun set over the hills,
lighting the sky up in shades of deep purple and red.� The day had indeed been
relaxing, and Alyssa was not ready for it to end just yet.� Malcus had offered
to take her back to Balmora a while earlier, but she had refused, insisting
that she didn�t mind staying out late.� After all, there was nothing pressing
she needed to do.� He laughed, taking her instead to the lake as the day
slipped into night.� She leaned against him as the sun dipped behind the hills
and the twin moons rose, breathing in the cool evening air mixed with the musky
heat of his body.
�Well, if you�re not sick of me
yet, I don�t suppose you�d like to get another bite to eat?� he asked.� She
smiled.� Of course she would.� Anything to make the day last longer.� And she
was getting hungry.� They were near Peligiad, and in just a few minutes were
seated on barstools in the Halfway Tavern.� The boiled kwama eggs and scuttle
they ordered were filled with fragrant spices that made Alyssa sigh with
delight.� There were several tables scattered around the well-lit room, and
merry singing accompanied a jovial bard who strummed happily on his lute.�
There was a long stairway leading to a wine cellar, and another leading
upstairs.� The main room of the tavern was decorated in lanterns and paintings,
and a diverse group of patrons mingled about the room.
�What�ll you have to drink?� asked
the barkeep.
�How about the best Cryodiilic
brandy in the house?� Malcus answered pleasantly, winking at Alyssa.� The
barkeep took down a dusty bottle, poured a glass, and offered it to Malcus to
taste.� He sampled it and nodded approvingly, offering the glass to Alyssa.�
She raised it to her lips and took a sip.� The strong, sweet, vapors that
greeted her did not particularly agree, and she coughed heavily.� Malcus
laughed.
�Don�t worry.� It�s an acquired
taste,� he laughed, �Well then, how about a glass of shein?� he asked the
barkeep, taking the brandy for himself as the barkeep poured another drink for
Alyssa.� She lifted the new glass to her lips and felt a familiar wave of
pleasure course through her as the spicy fluid hit her tongue.
�Remember not to drink too fast,�
warned Malcus with a smile, as he enjoyed his own beverage.� She giggled.
�Are you two going to be wanting a
room for the night?� asked the barkeep.� Malcus laughed, eyeing Alyssa.
�I� don�t think so�� he said, watching
Alyssa�s face turn crimson as she clutched her goblet tightly.
�Don�t be embarrassed,� he told
her, �No one around here cares what we do� or don�t do for that matter.��
Alyssa felt her pulse quicken.� A familiar heat washed over her body.� It wasn�t
the thought of being watched that caused her to blush so.� Malcus sipped his
drink slowly, smiling as he looked deep into her eyes.� As his blue eyes met
hers, she felt suddenly faint.
�It�s just� you said that what we
did wasn�t sex�� she started, her breath quickening.� He glanced quickly down
at her heaving bosom, with the gold chain between her breasts, and just as
quickly glanced back up into her dark eyes.� He smiled, wondering what she
could possibly be thinking.
�It was not,� he replied, taking another
sip as he studied her intently.
�Even so�� she started, taking
another sip of shein as she cast her eyes down, �I find myself longing to be
with you again.� His eyes widened, and he pressed his lips together, finding
that his own pulse quickened at her words.� He set aside his drink and watched
her as he inhaled sharply.� She took another gulp of shein, letting it linger
on her tongue as though to prove a point.
�Of course, that�s silly, I know,�
she continued, �I mean, no matter which way you look at it, I haven�t even been
kissed yet� by you or anyone else.�� He continued to stare at her without
saying a word.� Embarrassed, she reached for her glass again, but he caught her
wrist in his palm.� Surprised, she looked up into his blue eyes, and saw that
he was smiling sweetly at her.� Pulling her towards him, with his free hand he
reached under her chin to draw her face up towards his own.� As their lips
touched he drew her in close to his body.
He kissed her deeply, savoring the
sweet taste of her full red lips as she melted in his arms, pressing her body
intently against his own.� He drew back slightly, and saw that she was
breathing heavily.� Her mouth parted slightly as her dark eyes stared up at him
transfixed.� She was trembling, and the pale flesh of her heaving bosom crushed
against his strong chest was mesmerizing.� He pulled her onto his lap and
looked deep into her eyes filled with wonder.� Around them, the tavern patrons
laughed and cheered, but he took little notice.� Closing his eyes lightly,
Malcus once again drew her eager mouth to his, parting her lips with his own to
taste her luscious young mouth.� Her little pink tongue darted between his lips
and felt her shudder under his touch as he drew her in ever more deeply,
running his hands down the back of her body to her hips.� Had he not been
holding her so tightly, she would have collapsed on the bar behind them, for
she was trembling so violently.
He was suddenly aware of the
succulent vision she was presenting the audience around them � a young
voluptuous noblewoman lost completely in the throws of passion.� Keeping one
hand at her hips to support her weight, he slid the other to the front of her
body as he continued kissing her deeply.� Cupping her breast in his hand, he
felt the smooth soft skin tremble as it gave way to his gentle touch.� She
moaned softly as she squirmed under him, arching her back to press herself ever
closer.� Her body caught fire under his hands and her skin flushed pink.�
Biting softly at her tender red lips, he drew back, his own full lips lightly
parted as he watched her pant heavily in his arms.� He wanted her, badly, but
had never dreamed of acting upon his desire out of remorse for their first
encounter.� He cared too deeply for her to risk hurting her again.� Yet here
she was, presenting herself to him freely.� Reaching for the golden necklace
that lay dangling between her breasts, he rolled it between his fingers idly as
he looked deep into her dark imploring eyes.
�Are you sure this is what you
want?� he asked softly, watching her shudder as he held her close.� She did not
speak, but reached her own hand up to his face to draw him once again towards
her, kissing him fervently as though afraid to stop.� Abandoning pretense, he
kissed her back just as passionately, moving his free hand up behind her head
to better support her weight as another impassioned moan escaped her lips.�
When he drew away this time, he was breathing as heavily as she was.� Without
removing his eyes from her face, he reached into his pockets and pulled out
several coins, shoving them onto the countertop behind him as the bartender
laughed heartily.
�It looks like we will be needing
that room after all,� Malcus said, without looking up.� The barkeep laughed,
handing Malcus a key as he shook his head knowingly.� Carefully, he set Alyssa
once again on her feet and stood to depart.� She clung to him, afraid to look
at the laughing patrons with their perceptive stares surrounding them on all
sides.� She focused instead on Malcus� strong arms which wrapped around her
slender waist and lead her quickly up the stairs.� He opened the first door at
the top of the stairwell, and she hurried inside, looking back dizzily as he
latched the door behind him.� He moved towards her, placing his hands on her
hips and herding her backwards towards the bed.� The bed was soft, with red
sheets and gold trim, but the room itself was sparsely decorated with only a
few plants and a small desk and nightstand.� She didn�t care.� All of her
attention was focused on Malcus.� He knelt down and kissed her tenderly, moving
his hands to her back to loosen the tight lacing that held her body captive.�
She gasped as he pulled the dress down from her shoulders.� Smiling, he pulled
away from her lips to watch the fabric fall free down to her waist.� She made
no move to stop him, her plump breasts now completely vulnerable and exposed.�
They rose and fell as she continued breathing heavily, her pink nipples
standing erect just inches from his face.� He smiled.
�Such beauty,� he remarked, �I find
it hard to believe I�ve been able to resist your charms for so long.�� He
licked his lips, watching the pale tender flesh before him rise and fall with
her every breath.� Alyssa squirmed, feeling a strange tingling sensation
overcome her, mixed with another wave of intense heat.� He laughed softly,
moving one hand behind her back to arch her towards him as the other cupped one
of her exposed breasts.� His lips brushed against the hardened nipple and she
felt her body go limp, but he held her upright as he took the round pink flesh
into his mouth, sucking gently as he played with her nipple under his tongue.�
He kissed one, then the other breast as he allowed her to fall back gracefully
onto the bed, her moaning louder now as she writhed on the red sheets.� Biting
lightly at her tender nipples, he now drew his hand under her skirt, running
his nails against her soft milky thighs.� The heat between her legs warmed
against him, and as he drew his fingers closer to its source, he noticed that
she was already wet and ready for him.� Her undergarments and skirts were
drenched in her own sweet fluid, and she arched her hips towards him when he
stroked her there.� He could feel her tender lips beneath the thin wet cloth,
the dampness causing the fabric to cling to the cleft between her legs as he
touched her.
Drawing back, Malcus looked down at
the vision before him.� He wondered how long she had been like this; how long
she had needed release.� Alyssa was gasping, trembling, and he had not even
started with her yet.� She reached up and pulled at his shirt, which he happily
helped her to discard, his long hair falling freely on his bare shoulders.�
Moaning, she twisted her hips towards him, causing him to chuckle lightly as he
withdrew his hand from her skirt.� She writhed against the sheets, her
exquisite figure looking so inviting that he had to close his eyes to stop
himself from ravishing her right then and there.
�Don�t stop,� she begged, �Please
don�t stop.�� The passions building inside of her were so new and foreign that
she could barely control her own body.� She felt as though she would be
consumed in fire, and every touch only made her hotter, hungrier for more.� She
reached out, running her hands over his smooth muscled body as she tried to
draw him in closer.� He bent down and kissed her, giving way to her hungry
caresses and enjoying the feel of her soft hands against his hard flesh.� With
both hands, he reached down and pulled the skirt from her hips, taking her
dripping undergarments with them.� She gasped and her trembling intensified as
she pressed her legs firmly together.� He smiled, looking down at her.� She
looked suddenly nervous, and her hands darted down to cover herself.
�Don�t worry,� he assured her,
�I�ll be very gentle with you.� I can make you feel indescribably wonderful.� I
won�t hurt you, I promise.�� She nodded, feeling suddenly embarrassed by her
reaction.� She allowed him to take her wrists and move her hands down by her
sides, breathing heavily as she watched him stroke the insides of her smooth
warm thighs, parting them ever so slightly.� She felt her heart beat in her
throat, but tried to keep still despite her trembling.� She inhaled sharply as
he ran his fingers lightly along her lower lips, spreading the moisture
concentrated between her cleft.� His fingers reached a small button of flesh
and he drew soft circles on it as she cried out in pleasure.� His other hand
touched her, reaching down between her legs to the source of the heat and
opening her up.� She shuddered as his fingers plunged deep inside of her,
feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable.� Squirming, she tried once again to
press her legs together, but he moved his hands to hold her thighs gently
apart.
�No,� he said, bending down to kiss
her breasts tenderly, sucking on each of the nipples lightly before he moved
forward, positioning himself between her legs, to kiss her trembling mouth and
he looked deep into her eyes.
�Keep your thighs spread.� I want
all of you laid out to me.� You�re too beautiful to hide,� he said with a
smile.� She felt the tingling between her legs grow stronger as she obeyed.� He
kissed her approvingly before returning his hands to her thighs, spreading her
tender fleshy lower lips with his nimble fingers before once again sliding them
inside of her warm wet body.� She moaned, arching her back as he began moving
his lips down her body, kissing her all the while.� Drawing his hands up under
her buttocks, he pulled her hips towards him as he settled between her spread
thighs.� She gasped, trembling, fighting the powerful urge to close her legs as
he kissed the tender insides of her thighs.� She felt completely exposed, yet
the powerful sensations coursing through her body sent unimaginable waves of
pleasure through her very soul, causing her to abandon her modesty.� He kissed
her there deeply, between her quivering thighs at the source of her passion.�
She fought to keep still as his tongue flicked over her spread wet lips,
concentrating on the small round button of flesh near the top of her slit where
he knew she would find the most pleasure.� He sucked on it gently, drawing her
hips up as he plunged his tongue deep inside of her, lapping hungrily at the
sweet fragrant juices which flowed down over her thighs.� Suddenly her body
erupted in spasms, and she shrieked with pleasure as she lost control of her
senses and convulsed beneath him.� The waves of pleasure were unlike anything
she had ever experienced.� Wave after wave hit her, concentrating between her
legs but spreading out over her entire body so that she could feel the
sensations from the tips of her toes to her fingertips.� Still he kissed her,
licking gently at the juices which now issued forth freely from her body, until
she stopped spasming and relaxed, panting, on the pillows behind her.� He
smiled, moving up to kiss her mouth as he untied his belt.� She kissed him
hungrily, tasting her own body upon his lips as she ground her hips into his
thighs, desperate for more.
Pulling back, she could see now the
full effect that her passion had played upon him.� He was quite well endowed,
and so erect that Alyssa could almost see the pulse of the blood flowing
through him as he pressed the tip of his cock to her tight wet opening, using
his fingers to spread her lips even further open to make room for his entry.�
She trembled, fearing once again that he would not fit inside of her.� He
reached out and placed one hand on her flushed breast, pinching her nipple
lightly between his fingertips as he bent forward, his long hair forming a tent
over Alyssa�s face as he kissed her deeply.� Slowly he slid into her, feeling
her gasp and tremble under him.� But when he was fully inside she cried out
softly and thrust her hips forward, begging him silently to continue.� He was
more than happy to oblige, and found that she was not as delicate as he had
imagined.� Soon they were lost in passionate embraces, with Alyssa trembling
violently in climax several times before he finally released into her.� When he
withdrew from her body, they were both panting heavily and dripping with
sweat.� Tenderly, Malcus brushed Alyssa�s moist auburn brown hair out of her
eyes as he kissed her gently on the forehead.� She looked up at him dazed, her
dark eyes pools of emotion.
�I love you,� she told him quietly,
breathlessly.� He smiled sweetly down at her.
�I know,� he replied softly, �I
love you too.�
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