M&L03 - SS

by Stacie Simpson

She was relaxing with her eyes closed and her head lying back against the edge of the hot tub. Just like in the real world, soft moonlight was streaming in through the back wall. Here in the dream world, there were also several dark purple candles lit around the room filling the air with the scent of black raspberries and vanilla. Renee loved the smell of black raspberries and vanilla so much that my mind automatically associated it with her.

  “I did, and it felt so divine that I had to do it again once I fell asleep.”

  Her eyes peeked open and slid over my nearly naked body. I had on a pair of swim trunks and she was wearing a tiny red bikini. It was the kind with ties everywhere that would slip off with just a slight tug on a string.

  “I’m sorry I missed the first round, but I’m glad I could be here now.”

  I stepped down into the warm, bubbling water and settled in across from her, closing my eyes for just a moment. All those rushing bubbles really did feel divine.

  “So is everything okay? Why did Dragon need to see you?”

  “Nothing too bad. It can keep until morning.”

  “Then perhaps we could get back to where we left off.” Her voice was closer now and I felt her legs brush against mine as she moved to straddle my lap.

  I opened my eyes and grabbed her hips just in time to stop her forward momentum before she could rub against the front of my shorts. Dream or no dream, we were going to stick to the plan and I wasn’t going to let her tempt me as she had earlier.

  She smirked at me, as if she knew exactly what I was thinking, then she leaned down and kissed me.

  Would I ever tire of feeling her soft lips move against mine? Of having our tongues tangle together as her fingers burrow into my hair, pulling harder as her hunger grows? I couldn’t imagine I ever would.

  Her hips inched forward but I wouldn’t allow her enough leeway to make contact with my groin.

  She broke the kiss with a frustrated growl. “I don’t know how you can still be in control right now. Ever since that show Danarius and Lacey put on I’ve felt like a volcano about to erupt. Then I looked at that coaster...” She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.

  “I’m in control because I made you a promise and I intend to keep it.” I told her and she groaned in response. She opened her eyes again and I continued, “But you did say we could move on to second base and it’s finally been twenty-four hours.”

  She looked down at the two red triangles covering her breasts. “They’re small again, where’s the fun in that?”

  I chuckled low and deep, imagining all the fun I could have. “I can’t speak for all men of course, but for me, it’s not the size of a woman’s breasts that matters,” I told Renee softly, bringing her hand to my lips. She watched me intently as I gently kissed each of her knuckles. “It’s her reaction to what I do with them that I enjoy the most.”

  Emerald fire flared in her eyes as a shiver raced up her spine, but then she looked at me doubtfully.

  “I don’t see how any man could be satisfied with these breasts, especially after he saw the way they looked just a few hours ago.”

  “Perhaps a demonstration would convince you of my sincerity.”

  Smoothing my hands slowly up her sides, I lifted her higher so that she was standing on her knees and her breasts were completely out of the water. Then I reached around and pulled the string between her shoulder blades, then the one behind her neck, and then the bright red fabric floated away.

  For a moment I couldn’t think. All I could do was stare at the perfectly formed breasts rising and falling before my eyes. They were small, yes, but not so small that they could be called flat and the rosy nipples were already standing straight out, hard and proud. How could Renee be ashamed of these breasts? One look at them and all I could think about was devouring them.

  “Solomon?”

  My head came up slowly, my eyes reluctant to leave the feast before them. Her green eyes widened when they met mine and I was sure she could see the raw lust that was burning through every cell in my body.

  My voice was rough, barely a whisper when I told her, “If I could have just one wish granted to me in this moment, it would be for the bond to work, so that you might know the pleasure I take from simply looking upon your naked breasts.”

  A tremor rolled through her body and I leaned in to gently caress the underside of her breast with my stubbled cheek. Her breath caught, then came faster as I turned my head and nuzzled one delicate breast then the other. My hands massaged and kneaded the muscles of her back and shoulders.

  She sighed, and I placed a trail of soft kisses between her breasts, then over her collarbone and up her neck. On the way back down, I stopped to taste her lips, kissing her with teasing licks, and gentle nips at her bottom lip.

  Her fingers burrowed into my hair and urged me downward. Smiling, I gave her what she wanted. My hands came up under her soft mounds, squeezing slightly as my fingers closed in to worry her tight nipples. She shuddered and arched her back, thrusting her breasts up for more.

  I’d never seen a more beautiful sight in all my life.

  I captured one rosy bud between my lips and flicked my tongue over the taut peak. The pleasurable moan that escaped from Renee was music to my ears. I did it again and was rewarded with another, longer moan that was accompanied by a hard tug on my hair as her fist tightened in the thick strands.

  I picked up the pace, swirling my tongue over the responsive little nub again and again, then flicking back and forth with more forceful strokes. All the while I caressed and squeezed her other breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers, pinching and tugging.

  As the tension in her body built, the fire burning through mine blazed hotter, the heat almost unbearable as my cock grew longer and harder until I thought it might burst wide open.

  Switching breasts, I continued my assault on her senses, never letting up for a second as my hand took over where my mouth had previously been.

  Teasing and worrying, caressing the soft swells, I brought her to the edge. When she was trembling in my arms, I closed my teeth over the very tip of one sensitive peak and she screamed for me. It was a hoarse cry that went straight to my groin and had my throbbing arousal begging for attention.

  I released her nipple and looked up into molten pools of gold surrounded by emerald green fire. She didn’t say a word. She just bent her head down to mine and devoured me.

  There was a flurry of kisses, all lips and tongue, and teeth and clutching hands. Then her fingers closed around my erection and my mind went completely blank. There was nothing but the pleasure. Nothing but the sheer ecstasy of having Renee willingly stroking my very hard shaft.

  Willingly? The thought struck me with a pang of guilt. Was she willing, or was it simply the mating frenzy driving her again? An image of Renee’s face on my first night here came to mind. Not when she was lying on the bed staring up at me with her lips parted, but when she screamed at me and told me to go - the one with tears dripping from her chin and anguish clouding her eyes.

  I broke the kiss gasping for breath. “Stop Renee, we can’t do this.” I grabbed her hand, but her other one replaced it as her lips moved to my neck. “No Renee, we have to take things slow.”

  When she didn’t stop, I took both of her hands and pinned them behind her back. She growled but continued sucking on my neck, nipping at my earlobe. Then I could feel her hand sliding up and down my aroused flesh again. It felt so good but I knew I had to put a stop to it. I closed my mind and the sensation stopped again.

  Renee sat back and looked me with hard eyes. “I thought you told me your mind was an open book to me.”

  “If you were simply reading that would be one thing, but you’re adding your own twist to the story and that we can’t have.”

  Her lips twisted with mischief and she closed her eyes.

  I had a second to wonder what she was up to before the sensation of her stroking my cock was back again. My hips came up, thrusting of their own voliti
on as she squeezed harder.

  Dammit, my mind was closed and her hands were still held in my grasp behind her back. How was she doing this?

  The answer hit me when Renee became transparent as her body began to fade from the dream. She was still half-asleep, but awake enough that her very real hand was stroking my very real cock.

  I willed myself to wake up and when my eyes opened, I took both of Renee’s hands in mine and pinned them over her head.

  “Enough Renee. Don’t you think I want you too? But I have to make sure there won’t be any regrets before I let things go further between us.”

  “I need you Solomon,” she moaned, twisting her body so that my leg was between hers and she was riding my thigh.

  “That’s what you said the last time too,” I growled. “Then you cried and screamed and threw me out. I have to be sure it’s not just the mating frenzy talking Renee.”

  This time she glared at me. Then she finally ground out, “Fine. If you won’t give me what I need I’ll take care of it myself. Let go of me.”

  “Renee...”

  “Let. Me. Go.”

  I released her hands and watched as she moved to the end of the couch where she leaned back against the arm. The blanket stayed behind and I discovered that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath it.

  I swallowed hard. “What are you planning to do Renee?”

  “I told you Solomon, I’m going to take care of the problem myself.”

  She took a deep breath, in through her nose and out through her mouth. Then her eyes fluttered shut and she started caressing her body, slowly, avoiding the obvious places and focusing instead on her abdomen and thighs.

  I settled in at the other end of the couch, barely able to breathe as I waited to see how far she would take this.

  After a few moments, her hands slid up and over her breasts where they lingered for a while, plucking her nipples, cupping and kneading the perky mounds. Her legs had been together, stretched out in front of her, but as she played her body like a finely tuned instrument, her knees came up, and soon she was spread wide for me to see.

  Finally, her hand slid down over her flat belly where first one, then two fingers disappeared into the glistening pink folds between her creamy white thighs.

  I hadn’t thought my dick could get any harder, but I’d never been more wrong in my life.

  I reached down into my boxers and began stroking myself from root to tip.

  Her head fell back as her fingers slid in and out. Then she started circling her clit a few times before diving back in. Her hips rose, curling up as her fingers pushed in faster, deeper. She moaned, the husky sound spurring me on as my hand moved faster. It was the most erotic experience of my life - watching my mate bringing herself to orgasm before my eyes.

  “Let me see Solomon.” It was a breathy moan, but I heard and obeyed.

  I ripped my shirt off over my head and shucked my boxers in record time. Then I was back on the couch stroking my rigid shaft with renewed fervor.

  Renee was using two hands now. The fingers of one sliding in and out of her hot, moist center while the other concentrated on her swollen clitoris. Her emerald eyes were locked on what I was doing just like mine were locked on her.

  Faster and harder, I stroked myself while I reached down with my other hand to squeeze my balls.

  Renee tipped over the edge, hips bucking, body thrashing and my own orgasm crashed into me. Spurts of hot semen splashed onto my chest as I continued to pump my arm, the spasms ripping through me one after the other, causing blissful jolts of pleasure to ricochet through my body.

  We both collapsed back on separate ends of the couch, breathing heavy, hearts racing. When the sweat covering my body began to cool, Renee rolled off the couch and grabbed the damp towel off the floor. She used it to clean off my chest before climbing back onto the sofa and pulling the blanket up to cover our lower bodies. Then she lay down beside me with her head resting on my shoulder and one of her legs nestled between mine.

  “Thank you, Solomon,” she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to my chest.

  “Anytime Renee,” I told her and kissed the top of her head.

  A few moments later, she was sound asleep and I closed my eyes to join her.

  ~ Renee ~

  “Mmm...”

  “You like that?” His soft voice asked in the darkness.

  “You know I do.” I snuggled closer to Solomon and he continued combing his fingers through my hair. I loved it when he played with my hair because it made the most delicious tingles crawl all over my scalp.

  “You have beautiful hair Renee. I wish you’d wear it long more often.”

  “I might now that we’re mated,” I told him with a yawn as I stretched beside him.

  The movement made my breasts rub against his side and images from the night before came flooding through my mind. How could I have been so wanton? I was suddenly very grateful that the shutters covering the back wall worked on a timer. Since it was past dawn, they were down, making it almost pitch black in the room.

  “You don’t need to be embarrassed Renee. I enjoyed myself last night more than you will probably ever believe.”

  I tensed mid-stretch. “How did you know I was embarrassed?”

  “I... I felt it,” he growled triumphantly and pulled me onto his chest to hug me tight - tighter than was actually comfortable.

  “Can’t... breathe...” I managed to gasp out.

  The vice grip of his arms loosened and I drew in a deep breath.

  “Sorry, I guess I got a little carried away.” He kissed the top of my head. “Will you sit up? I’d like to take a look at your back.”

  When I nodded yes, he lifted me off his chest and then rolled off the couch. While he strode over to the light switch, I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around the front of my body to cover my nakedness. Bright light assaulted my eyes and I had to blink several times while they adjusted. When I could see clearly again, Solomon was standing right in front of me naked as the day he was born. Heat colored my cheeks and I quickly looked away. After the way I behaved last night, it was too much to see him without clothes right now.

  I felt the seat cushion dip down behind me just before his rough hands skimmed lightly over my bare shoulders. He was gathering my hair and my heart did a little flip as I waited to hear what he would see. A moment later, my long curls slid over my left shoulder. I held my breath as his feather light touch trailed down my spine.

  When he remained silent I asked, “What do you see?”

  He pressed a soft kiss to the back of my neck making goose bumps break out across my flesh. “I see claw marks, and fox fur, and the gleam of satisfaction staring back at me from the eye of a fox.”

  I turned to look at him over my shoulder and yes, the gleam in his eyes was very satisfied indeed. “Why can’t I feel anything from you? Shouldn’t I be able to feel the satisfaction and joy that is so evident on your face?”

  “It will come, of that I no longer have any doubts, but be prepared. It may come on slowly as it seems to be doing with me, or you may suddenly be overwhelmed by my emotions. Don’t let it distract you during a match. I’ll try to keep myself in check, but sometimes watching you in the arena can bring out some pretty strong emotions.”

  I snorted. “Trust me; I know exactly what you mean. It’s not so bad when the swords just glance off your arms and the gashes heal up within seconds, but seeing you get ran through with a sword always makes my heart pound like it’s going to beat out of my chest. And with the vampires here, there’s been a lot more of that going on than normal.”

  He gave me a grim smile. “How about we both try to take out our opponents quickly, before anything like that can happen?”

  “Sounds like a good plan to me.”

  “Now, would you explain how our mating has anything to do with the length of your hair?”

  I turned away from him, my cheeks flaming red all over again.

  “Hey, what is it,” he as
ked gently, rubbing his hands up and down my arms.

  “It’s stupid, and embarrassing.”

  He continued rubbing my arms, patiently waiting for me to elaborate.

  With an exaggerated sigh I explained, “Long hair and skirts seem to draw more attention from males than short hair and pants.”

  “And drawing male attention is a bad thing? Or was a bad thing when you were single and free to date whoever you wanted to date?”

  “Well yes, because there was only one man I wanted to date and making up polite excuses for the rest of them got old fast.”

  Solomon pulled me back against his chest and wrapped his arms around me. The skin on skin contact felt unbelievably good. “If there was only one man you wanted to date, why didn’t you ever say yes when he asked you to go out with him?”

  “Because I’m an all or nothing kind of girl and he wasn’t ready to give me his all.”

  “Do you believe he’s ready to give you his all now?”

  “The jury is still out,” I teased, “but it’s looking like he might be ready to settle down.”

  “Why don’t you turn around and kiss him, maybe that will help convince the jury.” He placed a trail of soft kisses down the side of my neck.

  “I would love to, but I’m not sure I’m ready for a repeat of last night and he is very, very naked.”

  “That is a problem easily solved,” Solomon told me, easing me forward then rising from the couch.

  A moment later he said, “It’s safe to look Renee, I put my pants back on.”

  Keeping the blanket pulled up to cover my breasts, I turned to face him, drinking in the sight of his sculpted chest. When I finally met his eyes, he grinned at me and I rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry Solomon. I know it’s ridiculous to be shy or embarrassed after everything that happened last night, but honestly all of that just makes this even more awkward.”

  He sat down on the couch beside me and tucked my hair behind my ear. “You don’t need to apologize Renee. I understand where you’re coming from better than you might think. I wasn’t always this comfortable with nudity - mine or that of others. My isolated upbringing certainly didn’t prepare me for life with the clans. The sex, the violence, all of it was quite shocking when my family answered the call for help during the war. I’m sure you can relate.”