Moonlight's Embrace

Tears crashed to the earth and stung her skin. She cared not, she lifted her face and welcomed the rain. She held on to the metal rail that lined her balcony. The night was cold and she liked it that way. This was her type of weather. The night wind blew against her as it lifted the ends of her red chemise. He was behind her, she'd caught his scent from the moment he'd come to stand in the door.1

She closed her eyes. An image of his hands on her waist while he kissed her wet skin flashed into mind. She could see herself yearning for more as he meshed his body against hers. The wanting inside her. It was just an image, she told herself. A moan escaped her lips. 2

She opened her eyes in surprise, the rain pounding against her lids. A moan escaped from her again. Hot lips pressed against the side of her neck. Throwing her head back, it rested against his shoulder. He looked up at her while he trailed his tongue along her collarbone. She returned his gaze, watching him. His shoulder length black had melted against his neck and his green eyes told her he was fighting for control. A deep blackness stirred beneath the oceans of green. She knew the beast within him was fighting for release. 3

She closed her eyes as his hot breath blew against the nape of her neck. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt him against her back. His hands tightened around her was as he turned her to face him in one swift movement. She heard him suck in a breath as he saw how the red silk clung to her breasts. He dragged his eyes away and stared up the rest of her.4

She knew what it was like with him. He'd promised tonight was going to be different but from the look in his eyes, she knew different. He pressed his body against hers. The urgency of his kiss told her she was right. She gripped the bars tightly as he deepened his kiss. It was almost as if he was trying to blend them into the night. He was at wits end, trying not to let the beast within him escape. A deep growl escape his lips as he pulled away. 5

He ran his hand along the length of hers, unfolding her fingers from the rail. He pulled her gently, urging her to follow him. He trailed his fingers along the length of hers and stop when her fingertips lay atop his. His head bent as he lifted her hand in the air. She looked at him, head bent to a side. He had a devilish grin on his face, when she stared into his eyes, they were black. The beast within had taken over...but something was different. He continued pulling her until she stood in his arms. Leaning down, he took her bottom lip into his and traced his tongue over it. Her head felt light and everything became blurred. She squeezed her eyes shut. 6

She found herself laying upon the soft bed amongst rose petals. He laid atop and stared at her face. Removing the few wet strands of her brown hair that had fallen on her face with his right, he took his other hand and placed it on the inside of her thigh just under the silky material. He slowly ran his hand up her thigh as he leaned down to kiss her. She moaned, biting his lip as he touched her. He lifted the material and dragged it off her, allowing it to pool at the side of the bed. 7

She sucked in a breath as he ran his tongue along the base of her breast, cupping the other in his hand. She arched her hips up to him, moaning as the fires of passion grew with in her. He repeated his actions with the other before leaving a trail of kisses along her stomach. Her eyes lulled back into her head when he started teasing her. Jerking her hips up and down, she held on to his shoulders and buried her nails into his flesh. He glanced up at her, moments before her climax. 8

She stared through clouded eyes at him as he made his way back up, her body throbbing and aching for him in every way. She stared into his eyes. The green of his eyes mixed with that brutal darkness, mixed with that beast, his beast. He brought himself above her, looking, eating away at her soul. His erection threatening to enter her. He waited. She waited. Time slowed, their hearts beat in unison, and the downpour outside seemed to vanish. The darkness in his eyes had taken over again. Unable to take any more, she arched her hips to him. Growling, he entered with one deep thrust, burying his head in the curve of her neck. 9

He started to move slowly within her, stroking her neck with tongue. He was fighting for control and she wasn't helping. With every thrust, she met him with equal force urging him to take her. When she tightened around him, he lost it. Growling against her throat, he pumped his hips against hers. Her cries of ecstasy told him she was nearing her climax. Her breath caught as waves of onslaught crashed through her. With a groan, he followed suit burying himself with in. 10

He lay atop her minutes after their climax. His breath was ragged and came in quick bursts. She,too, seemed unable to catch her breath. He kissed her neck. Sighing, she leaned her head against his. That familiar scent caught her nose as it did many a times during their love making. She gave a soft smile, running her hand through his hair, and smelling it. It was the scent of him. One he always carried. One she knew too well. It was the scent of...11

Moonlight.