Soul Song: A Witch & Shifter Romance

by Amos, Ashley

  Marcus followed her lead and slid his other hand down in between the elastic waistband of her black pants and her thong at the same time. He lay her down gently on the bed and began to work his mouth over Sarah's breasts again and again while his hands removed the pants off her legs. Sarah let her eyes close as she felt his hands begin to work her moist lips. His fingers gently and slowly working their way in between her hot, wet lips while he continued to suckle on her breasts. She moaned lowly in pleasure, longing for him to take her even further into euphoria. She let the waves of pleasure roll through her body as she worked her pelvis against the motions of his hand. Marcus was taking time to suckle on each hardened nipple for a few moments before he moved down to her waist area.

  He gently pulled down her sheer red thong and softly kissed the inside of her thighs as he pulled it off, over her thick hips. He smiled down at the gorgeous, curvaceous dark creature beneath him. Then he slowly moved closer to the warm, wet, dark spot between her thighs and began to lick at the top of her perfect clit. With his wet lips placed on top of her tender clit, Marcus began sucking on it tenderly and slowly, letting Sarah writhe underneath him slowly at first. Working himself into a rhythmic pattern as he felt Sarah give into to the pleasure which he was sucking out her with each savory and slow lick.

  Sarah relaxed and spread her legs open wide as he pushed his pale face in between her thick, dark legs working his tongue over the slits and creases in between her wet thighs. Slowly working her pelvis and thighs to the waves of pleasure Marcus was sending through her she let herself give into the ocean of pleasure. Feeling drunk with ecstasy she let loose a series of soft moans of pleasure.

  She ran her fingers through his hair allowing the sensations of his thick tongue to wash over her as he ran it back and forth over her clit. Marcus slid two fingers gently into her wet hole and began to search for her g-spot as his tongue continued to dance on her hard pink button. Sarah began to squirm in uncontrollable ecstasy as Marcus found just the right spot. Working his fingers back and forth more quickly now, he increased the tempo with his tongue on her sweet dark pussy lips. Sarah couldn't control herself but she didn’t want it to stop, as she felt her legs begin to quiver and shake. Grabbing at the sheets beneath as he felt her body lose control and the warmth rushed out from between her legs, covering Marcus’s fingers, hand and mouth.

  Marcus didn't hesitate and continued to work her clit and wet lips as she pumped out her liquid happiness at his beck and controlling hand. Marcus smiled at her in approval and slid out his two fingers covering her soaked hole with his mouth and lapping up the rest of the fluid as is pulsed out of her.

  "Mmmmmm I still want more," Sarah begged as she pulled him up so that his face was next to hers and kissed him deeply tasting her sweet cum in his mouth. She felt his hard muscular body pressed up closely against her own soft one. Felt his longing for her as she desperately longed to feel him deep inside of her once more. Feeling his hard shaft pressed up against her body she slid her hand down and wrapped her fingers around his thick rod. She slid her hand gently up and down the entirety of his shaft as she grasped his full length feeling it in its entirety. Excited by his girth and hardness and soaking wet for him, she guided his rock hard cock into her still soaked pussy.

  Marcus pulled her in close to his body, all of her sweaty, black soft curviness pressed up against his own, starkly contrasting hard and pale body, the moonlight reflecting off of him and soaking into her own black skin, except for where it glistened off of her light sheen of sweat. With his arms wrapped around her body he entered her slowly so as not to hurt her in anyway.

  Arching her back and she felt the swollen tip of his head push past her labia and into the tight wetness of her hole. Feeling his thickness filling her up with his hot, hardness she couldn't help herself as a squeal of pleasure escaped from her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his and pulled his body in closer as he began to work himself deeper into her body.

  Marcus began to move his hips gently guiding the full length of his cock in and out of Sarah as it became quickly soaked in her warm fluids. Sarah let out a long, low moan of pleasure as she took him into her in entirety, the length of his thick, solid white shaft penetrating in between the hot, darkness in between her legs. The pleasure shooting through her body once more in wave after wave she succumbed as she could only do with him. Trembling and sweating as he firmly, yet gently, took his way and began to pump harder and harder into her.

  He moved his hands to her breasts and played with her nipples as he began to move himself in and out of her with a gentle yet deep movement which caused her to moan underneath him as she felt his already huge shaft harden more inside of her and begin to throb. She knew that he was nearing the peak of his orgasm and longed to cum with him, their bodies pumping together in the darkness in beautiful unison. Marcus slid his hands down so that they were firmly planted on her hips and began to pound her tight wet pussy as she lay back screaming and grasping at the sheets in ecstasy. Her body flooded with pleasure from his thick cock working in and out of the tightness of her wet hole.

  Feeling her legs begin to quiver and shake as Sarah writhed underneath his pumping and knowing she was about to cum he pulled her hips into his as he pushed himself as deep as he could into her. Both of them released their cum at the same time, throbbing together as Marcus held her close, filling her up with his seed once more. Still inside of her Marcus rolled over so that Sarah was resting upon him. Both of them breathing heavily on top of one another, their beads of sweat mixing together as the waves of sensation began to slow.

  Eventually the sensations stopped and Marcus slid himself out from inside of her. He kissed her softly as Sarah gently rolled herself off of him and back onto the mattress next to him, her large bare breasts and ever growing belly outlined against his bare white chest in the moonlight. Sarah lay next to him and lay her head onto his shoulder, feeling the rhythmic and deep breathing of Marcus underneath her head. She lay there taking in the moment and catching her breath as her body began to recover from the incredible bout of pleasure and energy she had just exerted. She was so happy, so at peace and content, so in love with this gorgeous, amazing creature she had been so blessed with.

  It was crazy to her that they had been together for such a short time because in her heart and soul she felt as if they had been together forever. There was something so comforting and homey about Marcus to her, there always had been since the first evening that he had showed up on her lawn and offered his help in her life. She had no clue then what it would bring to her. Tonight's course of actions showed her that she still had so much to learn and know about her new life. But she knew that whatever came their way, that they would be okay. Nothing was going to take away from her the joy and the ‘over-the-moon’ happiness, love and her excitement for the birth of their child and the rest of their life together.

  "How are you feeling now my precious Queen?" Marcus asked with both a new and intense love and concern for her.

  "Just like a royal woman should after she's been made love to by a king. I couldn't ask for anything more perfect than you my love," Sarah said to him.

  "Well I must admit you have given me so much blind trust and faith my sweet. I don't ever want to let you down again or put you in another situation like tonight. And I will work tirelessly to ensure the safety of you and our child," Marcus said to her softly, yet with a strength and determination she hadn't hear in him before. He heart swelled with the love the she felt from him and she didn't know what words she should for, to respond to him. What words would be right. She had never known anyone who would put as much on the line for her as Marcus did and she never had any desire to after what they had been through these past months together more importantly for what they had to look forward to, together, for the next many years and decades.

  She was so content and at peace knowing that things were more than okay and their baby was going to be perfect and that no matter what happened she and their heir and M
arcus would always and forever be a family, strong and united. She decided that no words were necessary and knew that Marcus already knew her love for him. She lay her head down on the pillow as Marcus wrapped his large, muscular arms around her own soft, dark arms, holding onto her soft stomach in the darkness of the room and together they drifted off to sleep.

  End of Book 2: Dark Miracles

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  Chapter 1: A Stranger at Selena’s Door

  Selena was tired. She had been typing all day, working on the book that she was writing about her life. It was exhausting trying to remember the specifics and timelines, even with the outlines that she had made. It was emotionally wrenching, yet cathartic, going through and reliving some traumatic events. The happier moments seemed to flow through her fingers like magic, however. It was time for a break; she had been writing since the wee hours of the morning, and her fingers were cramping. Her eyes felt like they had sand in them. She walked to her large kitchen.

  She emptied the old coffee from the pot, and started a fresh batch. She ate a small salad that she had in the fridge from a restaurant the night before. She sipped her coffee from her favorite mug, and walked into the lavish living room to sit and gaze out the window for a bit. Before she knew it, she had dozed off.

  When Selena awoke, it was to the soft night sounds of summer. She was surprised she had slept so long, even with all of the work she had done that day. She rubbed her eyes and went to get a cold bottle of water. It was time for more writing, but she needed to freshen up first. She brushed her teeth and hair, and put it up into a high ponytail. She changed into a long silk white gown and some fuzzy slippers. Suddenly, there was a strange noise from the direction of her back deck. She had no pets, and the nearest neighbor’s house was about a mile away. Her heart racing, she tried to remember if she had locked all of the doors earlier in the day before she fell asleep. She couldn’t remember, so she slowly slinked down the stairs to check the situation out.

  As she arrived in the dining room which led to the back deck, she saw a human form shadow slither past the French door windows. Her heart now felt like it was going to leap from her chest. She backed up slowly. Before she could catch her breath, there was suddenly a man with light blonde hair and piercing blue eyes standing in front of the French doors staring directly into her eyes. She didn’t really fathom how she could see his eyes in the dark, but she really didn’t have time to think about it. She felt compelled to let him in, despite the adrenalin flowing through her body telling her to rush to the phone. Her hand automatically reached for the door lock and switched it to the right. Then it moved as if with a mind of its own to the doorknob and turned it. The man was now standing directly in front of Selena. His eyes were absolutely mesmerizing. They pierced into her very soul it seemed. Why in the world had she let him in? What was wrong with her?

  The man moved closer. “Selena…. I have been waiting for this moment. You are even more beautiful in person than in my visions. I am Aron. I am your new Master.” Selena nodded slowly. She was in a trance. She felt light-headed, and her face was flushed. She also felt as if she had a fever. “Sit down my love.” Aron held her arm gently yet firmly by the elbow. He helped her to sit down on the chaise lounge in the living room. She laid her head down slowly. “Yes, sleep now. It is almost time for me to go. I will return tomorrow evening. We have much to discuss.” Selena was asleep in mere moments.

  Chapter 2: Aron

  Selena’s dreams were fractured and vivid. She dreamed of old mansions covered in ivy, and herself walking through them and on paths in their gardens in long, flowing gowns. She could feel the breeze blowing her long red hair, and there was a fine mist that touched her face like cool fingers lingering softly. She felt empowered in these dreams, and romantic, and a strong desire to continue the dreams to see what was going to happen next. When she awoke, she was extremely rested and ready to take on the day. The visit by the man seemed now to be part of the strange dreams that she had had. She was not frightened, and she finally convinced herself that it was all intertwined into the dreams. It was just the most vivid part of the evening. She almost wished that he was real, and that he would come explain what he had talked about – that they had much to discuss.

  Selena felt inspired to write more, but not on her autobiography. She felt romantic, and she still had clear visions from the dreams. It was as if she had been in somewhere hot, humid and sexy, somewhere like New Orleans. She got dressed for the day; instead of her usual sweats that she wore while writing, she put on a long blue gown that brought out the green in her eyes. It also made her red hair glow and shine like the strands were entangled with sparkling lights. She put on heels to match the dress, and light makeup with a shiny lip gloss. She settled down to write for the next few hours.

  The words poured from Selena’s fingers like magic, and soon it was early evening. She needed to get out of the house, and it was time to eat. She got into her SUV, and she really enjoyed the ride. She was filled with inspiration; the only thing missing was someone to eat dinner with her. She arrived at her favorite local dining spot, and she was immediately directed to her favorite table in the back. This was an upscale establishment, but they often let Selena spend many hours here in her same seat, whether she was taking notes or typing on her laptop. She was somewhat of a local celebrity, and many of the residents had all of her books. They had long been awaiting her autobiography, as they knew very little of her origins. Tonight she would not be writing, however, just eating.

  Selena was especially lovely tonight, her round and sultry curves stunning in her dress. The men in the restaurant could barely contain themselves in looking at Selena, whether they were with their wives or not. She didn’t notice. She ordered her usual salad, with an entrée of grilled salmon and asparagus.

  The salmon was perfect as usual, and Selena sipped the chilled white wine with relish. She had been working so hard lately. The relaxing dinner was just what she needed, and she was tempted to finish a whole bottle of wine. Since she was driving, that wouldn’t do tonight. Still filled with inspiration, she paid her tab and drove home.

  Selena wrote for another hour then decided to read for a little while. She was laid out on the chaise lounge where she had had the strange and haunting dreams the night before. She was lost in the book before she realized it. There was a knock on the front door. The only person who would visit at such an hour was her publisher Sara, but she would not come unannounced. For some reason, Selena was not scared or startled. She took a sip of some more white wine, then got up to answer the door.

  She could see the blonde hair and mesmerizing blue eyes of the visitor in her dream. “Wait”, she thought, “was it really a dream?” Once again she was compelled to open the door to let him in. In fact, this time, she actually uttered the words “Come in.”

  As Aron entered, Selena was drawn to him in a way that she could not explain. He grasped her shoulders as he gazed deeply into her eyes. “As I said, we have much to talk about.” “I’m ready,” she said. They both sat on the chaise lounge.

  “I have come from a land far away, and I have been waiting for you for hundreds of years. I am pleased to see that my visions were more than accurate. However, in order for you to understand everything, we must take this slowly. You also must agree to let me in every evening. From now on, this will be of your own accord. Do you agree to these terms?” Selena slowly nodded her head yes. She had no idea why she felt the need to agree with everything this strange man said and did. They spent the next few hours with Selena’s head on Aron’s shoulder, as he told her tales beyond her wildest imagination. When it was time for him to take his leave, he carried her upstairs as if she was as light as a feather. He tucked her into
her big four poster bed, making sure that the silk comforter was pulled up to her chin. As Selena drifted peacefully into sleep, she noticed that he was leaving at the same time as the night before – just before dawn.

  Chapter 3: Vincent

  Selena stirred and stretched with the noontime sunlight streaming through her bedroom window. She had not had any dreams the previous night, or at least she didn’t remember any. Once again, however, she was not sure that her visitor had really been there. She was falling in love with him, she believed, although this made no sense whatsoever. She didn’t even know him. He made her feel beautiful though, and above all, safe. His stories were fascinating, and she felt as if she knew some of them, which was, of course, impossible. She was also feeling more inspired to write than ever. She knew that if she started her autobiography again that she would finish it in less than three days. She also knew that she had more fiction story ideas running through her head than she ever had before. The local residents of her town would be more than pleased. She also loved having book signings at the local bookstore, Helms & Sons Reading.

  Selena was missing Aron, but she had work to do. She also felt like maybe after she worked today, she would journey out for the evening. It had been a long time since she had danced, and she was feeling both adventurous and restless. She settled in to write for the day.

  She had been writing for several hours when she received a text. It was Sara. She would be by in about twenty minutes. Selena freshened up and got dressed in a slinky black dress and five inch heels. She let her long red hair cascade naturally into curls down her back. She had black eyeliner on, and hot red lipstick that she rarely wore.

  Sara knocked on the door. “Wow! Look at you!” she exclaimed as Selena let her in. “Off to party?” “Maybe a little,” Selena replied. “Well, I am really needing you to speed up on the biography. Sam is on my back about it; the locals are clamoring for it, and your online fans are blowing up your social media pages. You really need to check in more often with them.”