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A Symphony	By : Aryun Category: +A through F > CastleVania Views: 4227 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Chapter 1
- 2-Chapter 2
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I felt a stab of jealousy,
but I mentally shook my head. She was an adult woman who had lived far longer
than I ever would. I didn�t own her, nor could I ever. She was like the sun: you
could try and catch it, but you�d not have it for long. What right did I have to
feel jealousy?

I bit my lip as I looked up
at her. I�d found that I�d perfected the art of biting my lip and not gashing it
with my fangs. I gently removed my hand from her breast to brush the backs of my
fingers against her cheek. �Did you feel . . . affection for him?�

She looked at me, her eyes
lighting in humor, but a sorrowful one. �No. He cared not about me, but only of
my title . . .� She looked away briefly, something infinitely vulnerable in her
face. �I did not want him . . . I did not care about him . . .� She turned back
to me, her fingers gently stilling any comment I might make. �It is in the past
now, and that is where it shall stay. Right now, all that matters is you and I.�
She leaned forward, her fingers against my cheek as she kissed me.

I didn�t know what to think.
What she had just told me . . . it could be alluded to that she was forced, and
that would explain the fear I saw earlier. The strange vulnerable demeanor that
she seemed to radiate now. That was one emotion I would never have imagined
Phoenix showing, or even feeling. She was never vulnerable, or at least, so I
thought. Now I knew differently.

Her soft silk shirt fell open
as she pressed herself against me, making me gasp into her mouth at the alien
feeling of warm flesh against my own. I couldn�t think right but the word
�forced� echo through my mind. I gently grasped her shoulders, tugging her back
lightly. �If you don�t feel comfortable . . . we don�t have to continue this . .
.� Gods, those words hurt for me to say, but I knew that if she wasn�t at ease
with this, I�d never forgive myself.

Her eyes sparkled before they
claimed my lips. �Adrian, if I was uncomfortable, I wouldn�t have asked you into
my chambers . . .� Her breath was soft as it whispered against my parted lips.
�I wouldn�t be sitting here like this with you, my prince.� She brushed a soft
kiss against my trembling mouth. �I . . . want you, Adrian,� she whispered, her
voice soft, and husky. �And I want to touch you . . . I want to make you
remember this night . . .�

My eyes closed, and my head
rolled back again as I felt her flutter soft kisses on my throat before biting
down hard on the area right under edge of my jaw. The bite made me arch my back,
giving a low moan as the sensations traveled straight to my loins again. I was
painfully aroused, and I had the feeling she was just starting her touches.

�Let me touch you, Adrian,�
She whispered against me as my throat arched in utter trust. My body trembled
badly as her hands found their way back inside the opened shirt, gently touching
the sensitive skin as she continually tortured my neck. It barely registered
when I felt her slender hand slip between us to fleetingly caress my restrained
member, and my eyes shot open with a sharp cry before they closed on a moan.

I was breathing in ragged
gasps, feeling her slender fingers lightly, and fleetingly brush against me. I
couldn�t find the strength to open my eyes, and so I sat there, focusing upon
the delicate touch of her fingers and the warm, wet kisses that branded my
throat. I felt her left hand caress the skin on my collar before slipping around
my shoulder, fingers kneading the flesh there. Her right hand was lightly
running along me, and I arched my back, trying to force her hand against me.

There was a breathless
chuckle, then I felt her hand slip apart the laces upon my leather pants. I felt
the tension slowly ease out of my waist as the ties were pulled slowly apart and
soon, there was no restriction upon my erection. I gave a startled cry as I felt
the tips of her fingers brush against my freed erection. The touch was gentle,
and trembling, but it was a steady pressure as she caressed me. I felt her lean
back to watch me toss my head against the chair. As I said, only in my darkest
fantasies had I ever thought this would happen. The feel of her soft fingers
caressing me was almost too much for me to take, and I gently grasped her wrist,
bringing her hand to my mouth, kissing her fingers that were slick and warmed by
my own flesh.

The taste was unique, salty
and yet not entirely unpleasant. It was my own taste and essence I licked and
suckled. Her fingers were trembling, so was her whole body as I kissed and
licked at her fingers. My right hand gently tugged her close to me, my lips
tenderly claming her own. Soft and gentle kisses were exchanged as I pulled her
closer to me, feeling her leather clad legs brush against my freed erection.

I slowly kissed the corner of
her mouth, trailing down lower to place soft, gentle, sucking bites upon her
slender throat, making her gasp and arch her throat in trust to me. My hands
gently tugged the back of her shirt up, wanting to touch the bare skin of her
back. I completely tugged her shirt out of her pants, and my hands settled
against her bare flanks, my fingers gently caressing her spine. She shivered as
I sat forward, bringing myself closer to her. I slipped my left hand up her
side, brushing the side of her breast. She gasped, then moaned softly as my
fingers fluttered lightly over the smooth, warm skin.

Her slender fingers dug into
my shoulders under the shirt and vest, giving a soft moan as my fingers brushed
fleetingly against her nipple, drawing it into a hard nub. At her soft gasps, I
grew bolder and gently rolled the hardened flesh between my fingers. I ran my
hands up to her shoulders, gently parting the shirt and slipping it off her
shoulders. Now, there were no hindrances in touching her, and I could fully see
what she had always concealed.

For my entire life, I�ll
always remember the first time I saw her at my father�s many balls. I was being
hounded by cousin Elizabeth and several other feather-brained ladies, and I had
finally gotten away when I turned and saw her standing there, so prim and
poised, and yet she was shy. I didn�t understand why until I made my way over to
her. She was wearing a dress. A dress! It was a long, burnt cream color with
golden embroidery at the waist, neck, and hem, and where the cloth gathered upon
her upper arms, leaving the fabric to fall gracefully down to her wrists. Her
delicate feet were clad in golden sandals, lacing up her slender calves. Her
hair was upswept, a few of those beautiful burnished gold, shimmering in the
many candles of the ballroom. The hair was softly curling and pulled high atop
her head, her slender neck was exposed. A golden choker covered that slender
neck, seeming as if it were part of her own skin. She shifted on her feet, her
eyes shy as they looked around the room. Her dress curled around her body,
clinging and accenting her soft curves. The neckline was low, stopping at the
gentle swell of her breasts as they were hugged close together due to the corset
that was likely worn underneath. For some reason, I seriously doubted that she
wore the corset.

I remember I walked over to
her, hearing my cousin�s shrill cry as she looked for me. She was shocked, her
beautiful blue eyes reflecting that, and more. She was happy that I was here,
smiling with delight. Cousin Elizabeth and the featherbrains showed up, rudely
interrupting our pleasant conversation, stating that I belonged to Elizabeth.
Belonged! I couldn�t believe my cousin stated that! I was a member of the
Royal house, and there for, the only person who owned be until I came of age was
my father. Cousin Elizabeth was shaming the Tepes family name! She had been
flirting with nearly every male in the room, me included!

Phoenix calmly took my arm,
ever the one to smooth the waters, and stated that I was waiting for my lady to
show up. The Dark Priest Shaft had detained her, she said. She also stated that
I had previous obligations concerning her, and that a promise was a promise. I
couldn�t help but smile, placing my hand over hers as befitted a gentleman.
Cousin Elizabeth was very furious, but she left Phoenix alone, knowing full well
that Phoenix was in my father�s good graces.

It was also the first time I
had ever danced with her, better yet, the first time I had ever held her. I
remember being little, and her comforting me when I crashed into the wall, but
this was different. I held her a little closer than was proper as we danced,
most people getting out of our way just to watch us. I felt her trembling in my
arms as she looked up into my eyes. My gaze fell down to where she was close
against me, and my eyes caught her breasts, barely covered at this perspective,
and I blushed, pulling her closer to me and laying my head down upon hers. My
cheek brushing her ear and soft hair. I had drawn our hands together between us
and my left hand was still modestly placed upon her upper back. Her fingers had
tightened against my shoulder, clutching some of the velvet jacket.

I was brought back to the
present as I felt her hands move away from my shoulders as she allowed her shirt
to slip from her arms, falling at my booted feet. I looked up at her, catching
those beautiful sapphire depths sparkling with trust and love. Her breasts were
perfectly formed, rounded, generous and yet not large. It was as if she were
like the carved statues in the chapel. Her skin was smooth, like the marble of
those statues, but tinged a very pale pink, no, actually more of a soft gold
hue. Her nipples were a delicate pink, and I turned my face up to hers again.
Her delicate features were tinged with a delicate blush at my scrutiny, as her
hands came back to wrap around my neck, drawing me into a gentle kiss.

The delicate and slender
fingers of her right hand brushed through the hair at my temple as the kiss
slowly became more aggressive. I felt her give a soft moan into the kiss as I
brought my hand up to gently cup her breast, kneading the warm, exposed flesh. I
broke off the kiss, to gently kiss a path down her neck, fluttering kisses over
her exposed shoulders, and down further until I kissed the start of the gentle
swelling of her breasts.

I bent my face down further,
tenderly kissing the sensitive flesh. I felt her fingers tighten in my hair, her
hands trembling as I brushed kisses around the hardened nipple.

�Adri . . . Adrian . . .� Her
voice was a breathless whisper, a soft moan at the beginning. I trembled,
shivering in delight at the way she moaned my name. �Adrian, please . . .� Need
laced her voice, making it softer than I had ever heard.

I obliged her whispered plea
and gently brushed my lips against her nipple before taking the small nub into
my mouth. I heard her cry out, her fingers convulsing in the long strands of my
hair as her back arched as I slowly licked and suckled at her breast, brushing
my face against it before I switched to her other one.

Her voice was ragged as she
moaned my name. I decided to be daring and gently took the nipple between my
teeth, biting down, nipping at her sensitive flesh. I felt her one of her hands
gently stroking my hair, trembling. Her body was humming, vibrating with her
pleasure and I was pleased that she was finding ecstasy in my touch. She was
shivering, shifting in my lap and causing the juncture of her thighs to brush
and press against my erection. I moaned softly before I bit at her other breast,
not wanting to neglect the other of the new sensation.

With reluctance, I pulled
myself away from the play at her breasts to lightly nip the offered throat,
biting gently at the area under her ear. I brushed my cheek against hers before
I whispered softly to her.

�I think this chair has out
done it�s usefulness, don�t you think?� I was quite aware that her intimate spot
was pressed tightly against my erection, her hips moved every once in a while,
pressing down into mine. She was as aroused as I was, if not more as I saw the
delicately flushed features.

I brushed her hair back,
tucking it behind her ear as she blinked, my hands traveling from her waist down
her thighs and back to gently wrap around her back, pulling her as close as she
could get to me. Her breasts molded themselves against my chest, sending thrills
of pleasure through my body to settle in my loins.

She buried her face into my
neck, my hair feathering around her as she nuzzled the crook of my neck with her
nose. �Yes, let us move, my prince.�

I shivered lightly as she
snuggled closer, her breath fanning my neck. �Then come,� I whispered as I
slowly stood, allowing her to unravel her long legs to stand in front of me. I
gently pushed her shirt from where my feet sat, gently letting her slip down so
that her booted feet touched the ground. My hands were splayed upon her back,
holding her close.

She gently pulled away from
me, swaying lightly upon her feet. I shook my arms allowing the silk shirt and
velvet vest fall back onto the chair, baring me from the waist up. I blushed
slightly when I realized that I was fully bared to her loving gaze. She smiled
gently at my embarrassment as she held out her trembling hand, and without
hesitation, I took it, allowing her to pull me close to the side of her bed.

Phoenix stepped back from me,
her fingertips trailing from my face, down my neck, and over my shoulders. They
trailed down further over my taught stomach muscles to gently touch my aching
erection. I trembled, my eyes closing part way. I gasped as she gave me a gentle
squeeze before resting her hands upon my waist.

�You look erotic like that,
Adrian. Nearly completely nude, clad in black, standing out proudly while your
moonbeam hair floats around you,� she whispered softly, my acute hearing picking
it up. �Midnight and starlight, Adrian . . .�

I gave her a soft smile
before I reached out to grasp her waist in my hands, gently kneading the supple
curve of her body. I ran the tips of my fingers up and down her sides. I placed
my hands upon her hips, gently squeezing her. The leather was so soft, it was
hard to believe it was it was leather. It was supple and clung to her body, as
did her knee-high boots, much like mine. I swiftly knelt in front of her, my
face nuzzling her stomach as she ran her fingers through my hair.

Her hands braced themselves
on my shoulders as she shifted her weight, bringing one foot off the ground so
that I could slip the boot from her leg. The leg was taught, lean and slender
under my hands, the leather making it slimmer than what it was. I repeated the
process with the other leg until she stood there clad only in her leather pants.
I looked up at her through the fall of my pale hair, and smiled at her.

Phoenix�s body was tense as
my fingers gently picked the laces apart. As the laces started to become looser,
revealing her flesh, I brushed my lips against the trembling warmth. Her fingers
tightened upon my shoulders as my tongue darted out to lick at the exposed skin,
causing her to shiver and give a soft moan.

Soon, I had her laces undone,
my fingers gently hooking the waist at her back. My fingers softly caressed her
rear before I slowly slipped the soft leather off her slender form. Without
words, she lifted her slender feet, allowing me to fully unmask her beauty. My
fingers gently trailed from the smooth skin upon her calves up to the gentle
curves of her hips.

She was small and slender,
more so than I ever thought, and suddenly, as I looked upon her, I realized how
right it was to be kneeling before her. She was a goddess, an angel that should
be worshipped, loved, adored. And she was mine.

I felt her fingers brushing
through my silken hair, making me give a purr deep in my throat as I nuzzled her
stomach. The fingers of my right hand gently caressed the soft skin of her lower
stomach. I slowly slipped them lower as I brushed open-mouthed kisses beneath
her navel. My fingers slipped lower, brushing the shivering flesh at the corner
of her thigh before brushing through the soft curls at the apex of her thighs.

I felt her tremble as my
fingers brushed over the delicate hairs. I glanced up at her, smiling to myself
as I watched her neck arch back, her eyes closing as she bit her lip. Her
fingers trembled as they brushed through my hair, the other holding tight to my
shoulder. I leaned back as I let my right hand part the dusting of red-gold hair
that was there as my left held her hip steady.

She shifted her legs, parting
them to allow me access to her, still trembling, waiting for my attention. I
hesitated a few seconds before I brushed trembling fingers over her warmth,
making her give a startled gasp. My fingers gently brushed against her, firmer
as I felt her response. Wetness started to cover my fingers as I gently caressed
her, drawing out soft gasps.

I slowly slipped my index
finger into her wetness, making her cry out, her fingers digging tightly into my
shoulder. She gave sharp little pants that bordered on moans as I gently slipped
my finger in and out of her. She was warm, wet, and snug around my finger as I
slowly slipped a second finger into her, making her release more of those
panting moans. The soft noises, the moans and the occasional groan set my blood
on fire.

My thumb brushed against the
little bud I had found while brushing through the hair. Her response was
exquisite. Phoenix arched her back, trying to push her hips against my fingers
as she let out a shocked cry. I slowly pulled away, gently removing my fingers,
and stood, wrapping my arms around her, afraid she might faint on me. Her body
was trembling violently in my arms as she buried her face into my chest.

�Why did you stop?� I heard
her whisper in a trembling voice. Her breathing came in soft gasps that
fluttered strands of my hair.

I laid my cheek upon her soft
hair. �Because I thought I had hurt you and you looked about ready to faint.�

She shook her head, pulling
back to look up at me, her eyes darkened in pleasure. �No, Adrian. You didn�t
hurt me . . .� She gently placed her hand over my heart. �If you were worried
that I would faint, you should have placed me on the bed. That�s what it�s there
for.� She smiled at me, impish as she brushed a kiss against my chest, over my
heart, before looking back at me. �Besides, I think one of us is over dressed .
. .�

I felt the smile tugging at
the corners of my mouth as I took a step backwards to bend forward, my fingers
deftly untying and slipping off the knee-high boots that I wore. I straightened,
then turned my face away, knowing a blush crept there in my cheeks as I slipped
my slender fingers under the waist of the pants, slowly slipping them down over
my hips, and finally, bending forward to slip them off my legs. I straightened
again, my face still turned away as I finally stood unclothed in front of her.

I jumped slightly as I felt
her soft fingertips brush along the line of my hip, gently brushing against my
thigh. I let out a trembling breath as she wrapped her arms around me, her
fingers gently brushing the curve of my rear. I pulled her tightly against me,
my aching erection pressing into her soft stomach and her supple breasts molded
against me. My fingers curled under her shapely rear, pulling her tighter
against my hips as my lips caught hers in a sharp and sweet kiss.

She whimpered softly into my
mouth as I drew her closer, the tips of her toes barely brushing the ground as I
nipped at her lower lip. My kisses trailed lower to place more of those gentle,
sucking bites on her neck, making her pant harshly. I slowly padded the short
distance to her bed, gently lowering her upon the soft silk covers, my lips
never leaving the flesh at her throat. I gently kissed down the slender column
of her neck, kissing her collarbone and shoulders before I moved down, laving
each one of her breasts before moving lower still.

My hands stroked her sides,
making her sigh with pleasure before I slipped even lower, kneeling upon the
floor. Swiftly I parted her trembling knees, gently kissing them before I kissed
the insides of her thighs. Her skin was so soft as I nuzzled higher, not daring
to breathe before I placed a very soft kiss upon the juncture of her inner
thigh. I inhaled her soft scent. It was sweet smelling, and I looked at her
womanhood before I placed a soft kiss upon her dark pink lips.

I heard her strangled cry,
her fingers tightening in my hair as I gently kissed her. My lips wandered over
the area between her thighs, my tongue lapped out, catching the honey-like fluid
from her flesh as one of my hands gently parted her glistening petals. Her moans
were like an intoxicating syrup as I flicked my tongue around her. Her taste
alone was addicting as I slipped my tongue around her opening, worshipping her
as she should be.

My questing lips found the
small bud that my fingers had before, and I gently swirled my tongue around her,
as a slow finger penetrated her. Her harsh cry caressed my ears as she panted,
her hips moving in time with the motions of my finger. Her moans were erotic as
I continued my ministrations to her delicate flesh.

�Adrian! Please!� Her soft
cry was mingled with a gentle tugging of her hands in my hair. With great
reluctance, I slipped my finger free from her, and placed a last, lingering kiss
upon her before slipping in the bed beside her.

Her eyes were bright, shining
with emotion as she lifted a shaking hand to brush her fingertips against my
cheek. The fingers slipped down and curled around my neck to bring me into a
passionate kiss. I felt her leg hook around mine, tugging at me to roll over
atop her. I resisted, instead, tugging her forward to sprawl against my chest.

She brushed her hair out of
her wide eyes, watching me. I gave her a smile, my hands gently brushing against
her face before settling upon her waist. �Please, you are in control. I will not
take you; you must take me.� I felt her fingers shakily brush my cheek, her eyes
still wide as she sat straddled across my waist.

�But, I mean, I don�t . . .�

I smiled, repeating Phoenix�s
own words. �It�s alright if you don�t know, Phoenix. Just do what you feel.
Besides, I think you�d enjoy this much better.� I gently pushed her hips lower
against me, and I felt my own erection brush against her rear. I groaned, my
eyes closing slightly.

I felt, more than saw her
nod, and she slowly rose, resting herself on her knees above my hips. One
slender hand rested upon my chest, while her other, reached down, gently
caressing me. I moaned softly and opened my eyes, watching her move.

Her hand was like a feather,
gently flitting over my aching member before she held it gently and lowered
herself upon me. I gasped at the feeling of scalding wetness as it touched me,
slowly slipping around me to engulf the head. I arched my neck, my eyes
fluttering, but not closing as she slowly made progress, slipping and holding me
within her slick warmth.

The feeling of being inside
of her was indescribable. She was warm, wet and soft all in one. The warmth was
slow as it enveloped my erection, the gentle wetness slipping against me for
easier access. I watched as Phoenix�s head fell back, her hair cascading beyond
her shoulders, her back arching as she settled herself upon me having taken me
fully within her. Her eyes were closed and her breasts heaved with the exertion
of breathing. Her kiss-swollen lower lip was caught between her teeth, as she
trembled within her feelings.

My breath caught as I felt
her completely wrapped around me. Her slender hand clenched lightly upon my
chest, her nails making small marks in the flesh. My left hand rose, twining my
fingers with her hand that lay upon my chest.

My breathing was harsh when
she finally opened her eyes, shimmering with the deepest shade of blue that I�ve
not seen the equal. A tear fell down her face as she brought our entwined
fingers to her face, brushing her tear-streaked cheek against my hand.

�Light, this . . . this is beautiful, Adrian,� she
whispered, her breathing still coming in short pants. She moved her hips
slightly, making me slide within her, and we both gasped. I saw an impudent
smile curve her sensual lips as she rose slightly then slid back down. I groaned
feeling her wet sheath slipping around me, and caressing me as she slowly rose
and fell, taking me within her body repeatedly.

Her hips rose and fell over
mine as I gently trailed my hand from her cheek, down to play with a curve of
her breast, before falling lower to knead into her waist. Lower still my hand
fell until I gently brushed against the nest of soft hairs that crowned the apex
of her things. My fingers dallied there, dipping and brushing against her
sensitive spots, making her arch back and cry out pleasantly.

I loved the sound of those
cries, and I wanted to drink them from her lips, but I was letting her set this
pace. It was the best I could do for her. Give her the freedom that was taken
from her in her first encounter, and I was content to give her this.

I closed my eyes, my back
arching as I harmonized with her gently thrusting hips. I felt a gentle tugging
upon my shoulders, and I opened my eyes to see her bright blue ones smoldering
with passion and love. Slowly I sat up, sliding within her body as I groaned.

Phoenix wrapped her legs
around my back, her ankles crossing behind me as she rocked against me. Her
slender arms encircled my neck, drawing me forward into a fierce kiss that took
my breath away. Even through our kiss, she didn�t stop the moaning pants.

I smiled through the kiss as
my fingers brushed against her while my right hand wrapped around her back,
softly stroking down her spine. Her eyes flew wide, her back arching as she
pushed herself against me with more force. Her lips broke away from mine as a
low cry tumbled from her lips, her head falling back to my open-mouthed kisses.

My lips roamed over her
sweating flesh, taking the salty liquid upon my tongue as I lapped against her
neck. I felt her body tighten around me, her left hand tightening in my hair
while her right tensed on my shoulder. Her sheath squeezed me tighter, and I
groaned, hiding my face in the crook of her neck as I felt my ending coming
soon.

She groaned, panting harshly
into my ear. Phoenix held my face into her neck, whispering to me. �Adrian, take
. . . from me what . . . you�ve given . . . to me.�

I let out a low moan, my lips
brushing back and forth against the mesmerizing pulse within her. �Oh gods,
Phoenix! Do you know . . . what . . . what you�re asking?� I felt her starting
to tighten more about me, caressing me with soft little spasms. My whole body
was drawn as tight as bowstring begging to be released.

�I do,� she whispered, her
lips brushing my ear before she tossed her head, her hair flying behind her and
baring her neck completely as she tugged my head closer, my cheek resting
against the pulse. �Please, take . . . take what I offer you. It�s the only . .
. only purity I have . . .�

I felt her shudder as I
withdrew my fingers from between us. Wrapping my arms around her body, I held
her close, my lips brushing against her pulse once more before I felt my fangs
lengthen slightly. I placed a gentle open-mouthed kiss upon her neck, my tongue
darting out to mark her before my fangs slipped into her skin.

Phoenix let out a shocked
cry, her release pouring out of her as we both convulsed, attaining our
perfection. I released within her as I felt her slick sheath clenching me. I
shivered as the warmth filled my mouth again, the rich, coppery fluid of her
life. I drank, and I felt her body shivering and shuddering within my arms, as
we both felt our orgasms fall over us like water. Again and again, we climaxed
in that perfect union, and finally, I fell back upon her bed, her body falling
into a boneless sprawl on top of me.

Tears fell down my cheeks as
I rolled on my side, gathering her close to me, my lips gently holding on to the
bite mark. I withdrew from the bite, my tongue gently taking the last drops
before I buried my face into her shoulder, my hair falling around us like a
blanket. She stirred within my arms, her breath soft and comforting.

Her hands trembled as they wrapped around me,
clinging to me as much as I was clinging to her. After both of our breathing
patterns calmed down, she slowly pulled back, laying her head beside mine, nose
to nose. Her eyes were like shining lapis, calm, serene, and utterly beautiful.
My hand shook as I brushed a stray lock of red-gold hair behind her ear, my
fingers tenderly brushing against her cheek. My fingertips wiped away the tracks
of her tears; they gently traced the contours of her face, settling upon her
kiss-swollen lips.

I wanted to say something,
but I couldn�t get my mouth to work. No sound would come out of my throat. I
felt her hand move from my back to gently brush my own strands of moonbeam hair
out of my face. Her fingers ran along my face much like mine did to her. The
fingertips gently fluttered against my parted lips before they fell down to rest
upon the left side of my chest.

Her eyes were shining as she
whispered softly to me. �Yours and mine . . . they beat as one, Adrian.
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