“I want to give you everything and more.” I meant every word I said, she just didn’t know how deep those feelings ran, how many decades I had waited to have her in my arms again.
We lay there cuddling and caressing each other for a while. Her soft sighs of contentment music to my ears. Her giggle, when my fingers slid over her ticklish spot, stirred my cock to attention again. My siren pulled me in with her melodic voice, one left over from the roots she didn’t know she had. The voice only for me for the rest of our lives.
She grinned at me. “Looks like someone’s up and ready for action,” her voice was teasing, and before I could answer she gently pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me.
“You are stunning Lorelei,” I spoke out loud, making her blush. Her dark hair had fallen from its loose bun and splayed over her shoulders and down her back. I tore my eyes away from her face and followed down her body, taking in the roundness of her breasts before moving down to the soft skin of her stomach, and then to the curve of her hips. She was perfect and she was mine.
“You aren’t so bad yourself, Klaus,” she responded with a smirk, before leaning down to kiss me. I placed my hands on her cheeks, cupping her face as she gave me every part of her essence while she rocked her hips to grind against my hard cock. I didn’t know how long I could last with my love driving me wild with every movement, but I wanted her to lead, show me the sex goddess that I knew lay beneath her shy personality.
She moaned as she pulled away and reached down to slide my shaft into her wet, waiting pussy. We both sucked in a breath as I filled her up, feeling her gripping my cock with her walls. Waiting for her to relax around me and accept my girth was almost painful as all I wanted was to feel her pussy gliding up and down my cock. My hands went to her hips, gripping the supple skin as she started to rock. I watched her face, loving the way the ecstasy caused her mouth to form a perfect o and her eyelashes to flutter. It was a vision that I could never tire of no matter how much time passed.
If there were ever a time that I would believe in angels, it would be at this moment as my beautiful siren rode me slowly, taking every inch, moaning in pleasure as we made love in perfect harmony. She was exactly as I remembered her from our first life together and I knew deep in my soul that this was the life where we would break the curse. Her body was made for me, made to be mine, and I would never stop loving my Lorelei.
“Klaus,” she moaned, as pleasure wracked her body, causing her to speed up her movements. I pulled myself up to suck on her nipples. She pushed into me and I wrapped my arms around her needing to feel one with her as she ground against me.
She tilted her head and I looked up at her, needing to feel her lips against mine, to taste the sweetness that was in her essence. Our lips crashed and our bodies moved as one. She wrapped her arms around my back and dug her fingers in, never stopping her movements.
I pushed my hips up to meet hers, my cock throbbing with the need for release, but I wouldn’t give in until my love had her own fill. Every muscle in my body was tight, yet I felt nothing but relaxed and complete being her with Lorelei, making love as we would every moment we could, for the rest of our lives together.
I kissed down her neck, finding that spot that I knew so well, nipping at it as I begged her to come for me. Her breath shuddered as I sucked on her pulse point. Her pussy gripped my cock as she rocked, her movements becoming erratic as her orgasm built. I moved my hands down to her ass, cupping her roundness as I pulled her to take me deeper and pushed my pelvis up for her to grind her clit on.
She closed her eyes as her release rose to the surface and I didn’t want her to hide it from me. “Look at me, Lorelei. I want to watch you come,” my soft command caused her eyes to flutter open. Our eyes locked and I could see into her soul, the love she held for me locked behind the spell. Her body began to quiver, and I knew she was fighting her instincts to look away. “Come with me,” I pleaded, as my own surfaced and I couldn’t hold back anymore. It was all she needed as she fell over the edge, taking me right along with her.
As we came together, I was overwhelmed with emotions and a tear slid down my cheek. She smiled warmly and brushed it away. “I’ve never made a man cry before,” her tone was teasing, yet she also seemed to be in awe of my reaction. One day soon, she would fall in love with me again and would know why she had that effect on me.
“I’m man enough to admit that we shared something magical together,” I told her seriously, before giving her a quick peck on the lips. “I’m going to get a cloth for us to clean up.” She slowly slid off me, making it very hard for me to leave her, if only for a moment. I padded to the bathroom and wet a washcloth in warm water, grabbing a dry towel as well before returning to her.
My breath whooshed out of my lungs as I took in the sight of her, propped up on her elbows, a satisfied smile on her face. It was a vision of her that I hadn't seen for so long. Not since our first life together after our wedding day. I was overcome with emotion and fought to hold back my tears.
“What?” she asked innocently, with a nervous laugh.
“I’m sorry, I was just stunned by your beauty. You look as though you belong in my bed,” I managed to respond, my voice thick with emotion.
“I bet you say that to all the ladies,” she laughed.
“No, Lorelei. There are no other ladies. Only you.” I gently wiped her clean with the washcloth and then dried her with the towel. When I looked back up, she was looking at me questioningly. “I haven’t found anyone that’s made me feel like you do. I can’t explain it.”
I cleaned myself up before throwing the towels in the corner and climbing in bed with her, pulling her to me. “I didn’t just stay because of the painting. I didn’t want to leave you. Not when you’ve awakened something in me that I’ve not felt in many years. Life is too short for me to let that go.”
She snuggled into me. “I was hoping that I wasn’t the only one that felt that way. I’ve wondered if you felt it too. I just didn’t want to embarrass myself if this was nothing more than a fling for you to pass the time.”
“You could never be that, Lorelei,” I responded earnestly.
“I’m so relieved to hear that. I don’t know where this is headed but I want to find out,” her words made my heart soar. She wasn’t pushing me away or freaking out because of my confession. There had been a few times in the past where she had rejected me for moving too fast. More than once she called me a creep and refused to see me again. That was the worst one for me, my waiting for her even longer and more miserable because I knew she was alive, and I couldn’t have her.
So many lives of starting over that I had stopped moving so fast and learned to play the long game. This was the first time in many decades that I moved so fast and yet she was open to it. It gave me even more hope that this would be the life, the one where we would break the curse and grow old together.
“Since we have the day off tomorrow, would you like to spend the day with me?” I asked, as I kissed her forehead. I loved the way she felt in my arms, the way I felt complete and whole, not the broken man I’d been for so long.
“I’d love to. I could show you the sights,” she said excitedly, and I wasn’t about to tell her that I already knew this city better than she did.
“That sounds wonderful. It seems I’m going to need to get to know this city. Maybe you can show me the best parts to find an apartment. I can’t stay in this hostel forever,” I chuckled.
She laid her head on my chest and sighed, “I think I would be happy to stay in this room forever if you kept giving me those amazing orgasms.” The way she sounded so serious made me chuckle.
They say that you shouldn’t compare one love to the next, but this was the same woman that I had been in love with for centuries, reincarnated. Each set of birth parents, each childhood she grew up in, changed the way she was by the time she met me. It was always subtle changes and none that would ever make me not love her as much as I always had. Yet this time, t
here was no difference from her first life. It was almost as if she had never died, that no time had passed, or circumstances changed. My beautiful Lorelei was back, and I would stop at nothing to keep her.
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I swam through the water, the darkened depths almost appeared to glow as if I had the ability to see in the dark. The weeds at the bottom tickled my bare skin as they brushed against my body. I looked over my shoulder and saw the huge tail that was pushing me through the water, reminding me of the way a dolphin swam.
It didn’t frighten me, instead, I felt free and right as if this were home. Somehow, I knew that there would be a sunken vessel up ahead and I floated past it, the wood of the haunting ship rotting away, and the remainder covered in plant life. Schools of fish swam in and out of the holes left in the decayed ship.
My heart was leading me somewhere, but I didn’t know where. I followed the pull and found myself at a beach on an island of sorts. I took in the sight of the huge rock that rose out of the middle like a mountain.
I made my way closer to the beach and I spotted a person sitting on it. The closer I got, the more detail I could see. The man was dressed in a simple white shirt and tan trousers. He was staring out to the river, and when I got close enough, he held his hand up to wave to me.
I didn’t know who he was, just that I needed to get to him. As the muddy bottom turned to sand and brushed against my tail, it started to rip in half. When I looked down, a glowing amber light radiated from my tail.
Suddenly, I felt the sand between toes, toes that belonged to me. I gasped as I realized my tail had transformed into legs. The man stood from where he was sitting and ran towards me. “Lorelei!” his smooth voice washed over me, filling me with happiness and desire.
I knew that voice. “Klaus! What is happening?” I shouted back.
I woke up with a start, my heart beating wildly as the dream slowly faded away. I looked around the unfamiliar space, trying to remember where I was. I felt the bed move as a warm arm flung around my waist. Looking down, I saw Klaus, his sleepy eyes just barely open.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he greeted, his voice still full of sleep.
“Good morning,” I replied shyly. “I just had the strangest dream.”
He sat up and stretched, the blanket falling to reveal his svelte waist that my eyes were drawn to. “Really? What was the dream?”
I relayed to him everything I could remember and felt silly that the dream had bothered me so much. Speaking it out loud made me realize that it was induced by everything that was happening in my professional life. “It would make sense that I had such a crazy dream considering how much I look like Nixie,” I laughed at myself, as I waved my hand. “Let’s forget about this and get our day started. We have so much to see today.”
I swear, I saw a flash of sadness in his eyes and I hoped that I wasn’t being too pushy. “That is if you still want to?” my voice shaky and unsure, making it come out as a question.
He smiled broadly and kissed me. “I can’t think of anything else I’d rather do. I have some clothes you can wear until we get to a shop and get you some that will fit.”
I laughed, “Yes, I think I might have to start taking a bag of clothes with me to work if this keeps up.”
He pulled me on top of him and I giggled. “I think I like you without clothes. We could skip the tour and just stay in bed all day.”
It was very tempting, but I knew he needed to find a place to live and get used to the city that was to become his home. And to be honest, I hadn’t ever walked the city with a boyfriend before. I wasn’t even sure if Klaus considered himself my boyfriend.
All my self-doubt evaporated when he cupped my ass and kissed me deeply. I sighed in contentment at his touch, and my body responded to his hard cock that was pressed against my belly.
He rolled me over and my heart stopped as I took in the god-like man that stared down at me like I was his world. I pushed my hips up to show him how much I wanted him as well.
We made love again, Klaus being so slow and sweet, treating me as if the world revolved around my pleasure. As he brought me to the peak, I couldn’t help but think that I was the luckiest woman alive and I could find myself falling for him so easily.
He carried me to the shower and washed me delicately, his strong hands using soft strokes to massage the bubbles into my body. Every part of me felt alive and sensitive.
Even though we had just made love and I was sore, I found myself needing him again. Needing that big hard cock to fuck me again. I washed him and stroked his shaft, as I rubbed my body against him. He was ready for me as he lifted me up and pressed my back to the cold tiles.
I came so hard that I was sure everyone in the hostel could hear us. “Love, I could never tire of hearing your cries of bliss, but I do need to get you fed. What kind of a man would I be if I didn’t take care of you?”
“You’d be a modern man that knew I may be a girl, but I can take care of my needs,” I replied cheekily.
“Yes, you are a very strong and independent woman. I just enjoy taking care of you. I hope you’ll let me do that much, boss.” His use of my real position in our work lives together made me laugh.
“I’d love nothing better, just don’t think that you can get a raise by fucking me so good,” I laughed, as he dried me off.
“I can live with that as long as I get to keep fucking you,” his voice was low and husky, and I almost shoved him back in the shower.
We got dressed and the borrowed joggers and t-shirt hung off me. The string on the pants wouldn’t close enough to keep them from falling down. I didn’t argue when he suggested we stop at the shop on the corner first.
He insisted on paying and I refused to take his gift, instead handing the card to the cashier before he could.
The elderly woman tsk’d at me, refusing to take it and said harshly, “You should always let a man pay if he’s willing.” Her words came out rough in German and I couldn’t help but laugh. The grey-haired woman stared at my card, not taking it from me, instead taking the one that Klaus had in his outstretched hand.
“You should listen to your elders,” he teased, as he winked at me. I rolled my eyes and took the bag that contained his clothes that I borrowed.
“Just for that, I’m going to keep these,” I said, holding the bag up before I turned and left the store. He followed me out and I led him to a stand that sold breakfast sandwiches. The sandwiches in Germany were nothing like those in America. It had taken me a while to get used to having sausage for lunches and dinners and ham for breakfast.
We strolled around the old town and admired the architecture as we ate. We came upon the St. Lorenz Church and Klaus stopped to stare at it. He seemed entranced with the building. It was beautiful, the stone tower reaching high in the sky and the sun reflecting off the stained-glass windows. “Would you like to go in?” I asked. “I don’t think I’ve been inside of this one yet. It’s always been on my to do list. Something about it calls to me.”
He nodded wordlessly as he took my hand and led me inside. It was breathtaking and I got a sense of déjà vu, that was really odd. I knew that I hadn’t ever been to this particular church, but maybe I had been to a similar one before. I did love old buildings and had a tendency to visit them whenever I could. I’ve just been so busy working since I arrived here that I didn’t make time for tours as much as I used to.
I twirled around and took in the exquisiteness, admiring the way the stonework was laid so perfectly, especially considering the tools they had when it was built. “This is amazing,” my voice was filled with awe. I looked at Klaus just in time to see him wipe a tear from his cheek.
He saw me looking and his face turned red. “It’s so beautiful that I was overwhelmed by it.” His excuse may have sounded truthful, but I had a feeling it was something more. I wasn’t going to press him if he wasn’t ready to talk about it, though I wish he would.
The mood seemed to darken after that, and I decided that
we needed something a bit more fun. Granted, as curators our fun was all things historical, but we needed something different than our daily lives.
I took him to a pub that I knew had polka dances going on. I could hear the loud music of the band as the building came into sight. “Ready to show me that you have moves outside of the bedroom, too?” I teased, as I tugged his arm. My excitement made me want to skip down the street.
“Love, I have all the moves. Ones you have yet to see.” He waggled his eyebrows at me and laughed. This time he was the one filled with excitement as he pulled me after him and I had to jog to keep up with his long strides.
When the doors opened, the music hit my ears full blast and the beat vibrated through my body. It was crowded, but not overly so. We could still get to the dancefloor, so we watched as couples flew around in a circle, smiles on their faces as they danced to the beat.
“Have you ever done this before,” he leaned down and said loudly in my ear, so that I could hear him. His warm breath against my neck caused shivers down my spine.
“Never,” I said back in his ear, stepping up on my tiptoes to reach even though he had leaned down. “You?”
He nodded and then spoke in my ear again, “Yes, but it’s been many years. Do you want to attempt to dance with me? I’ll try not to step on your feet.”
I laughed and nodded. Klaus pulled me to the edge of the dance floor and showed me where to place my hand before taking the other one in his. He tapped his foot, seeming to get the rhythm before twirling me into the sea of people.
We had quite a few missteps at first, but soon we found our way. I felt like I was floating as he swung me around, my feet lifting off the floor each time. I threw my head back and giggled, loving every moment with him.
His face was full of glee and I felt my heart soar as we moved together in perfect harmony. I barely noticed when the music stopped, and the band announced a short break. Klaus pulled me to him, kissing me as he dipped me right there in the middle of the dance floor. Everything vanished around me as I fell under his spell. The only thing I was aware of was his lips against mine, our tongues tangling as heat rose in my body.
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