The Magic in her Gift (10 page)

“
I wanna strip off all your
clothes and bury myself inside your warm, willing body.”

Sara moaned softly and
closed her eyes, listening to his words. She could feel her soft
breasts pressing against his chest and let her hand slide beneath
his shirt to draw little circles on his heated skin.

Mel’s hands ran up her torso
to the outside of her breasts and then kneaded the firm mounds
through the cotton material. His thumb circled her nipple,
torturing it into a hard nub, and then gently flicked back and
forth across the sensitive tip. When she moaned, he moved his hands
to the front of her shirt and began releasing the buttons one by
one. Within moments, he had her shirt lying on the floor and he was
opening the front fastening of her bra. She sighed in relief when
he pulled the lace cups away from her throbbing breasts.

Meloir cupped one of her
breasts in his hand and thumbed her nipple, letting his fingertips
drag across the tightened nub. He captured the tip between his
thumb and fingers and gently squeezed before tugging and pinching
the sensitive flesh. Lowering his head, he latched onto one hard
nipple and suckled.

Sara’s fingers tightened
against Meloir’s scalp as she bit her lip in a futile effort to
silence her cries. “Meloir,” she screamed.

He licked and sucked one
final time before leaning forward and pressing her hard nipples
against his lightly furred chest. “I love how you feel against me,”
he crooned. He guided his hand down her body and began undoing her
slacks. She could hear the rasp of the zipper as he eased it down.
Meloir’s hands dipped into her waistband and she felt her pants
being removed. Once he dropped them onto the floor, he didn’t
hesitate to rip her panties off. He gave her ass a little squeeze,
making her embarrassingly aware she sat in front of him entirely
nude while he still retained his clothing. There was something
naughtily erotic about it.

Gripping her hips almost
bruisingly, he pulled her against his hard frame and licked his way
up her body to her breast. His erection felt hard against her
stomach.

“
I can smell your arousal,
Sarafina. Your cream is pooling between your legs, making your
ready for me.”

His hand drifted up her
thigh and found its way to her naked pussy. She could feel a fresh
flood of cream gush when his fingers spread open her
labia.

“
Sarafina, you’re so wet.”
Meloir leaned in close and let his tongue lick the length of her
slit. Gently, he pushed two fingers inside her pussy and pulled
back the hood protecting her clit. His mouth was hot and his tongue
tickled as he circled her clit and then flicked the sensitive
bundle of nerves before sucking it into his mouth.

“
Oh, God, don’t stop,” Sara
cried.

“
I won’t stop. I don’t
think I’ll ever get enough of you,” he groaned raggedly. He began
to fuck her slowly with his tongue while his thumb massaged her
clit. He let two of his fingers thrust rhythmically back and forth
inside her warmth.

Sara could feel the tingles
beginning in her womb, signaling her coming release. “I’m coming,”
she panted. “Don’t stop, please.”

Meloir continued to pleasure
her with his fingers and tongue, taking her to the brink of her
orgasm. Her body strained toward a precipice, her hips lifting
toward his mouth when suddenly the air whooshed out of her lungs
and a euphoric feeling swept over her body. She cried out his name
as her orgasm took over her senses.

When Sara came down from her
orgasmic high, Meloir was still lapping lazily between her legs.
She became obsessed in giving him the same pleasure he’d bestowed
upon her. Catching him unprepared, she pushed against his chest and
scooted away.

“
What’s wrong, my love? Did
I hurt you?”

Sara gave him a sly little
smile and began unfastening his belt. She watched as understanding
came over his face. He stepped away from her hands and stripped off
his clothes faster than she thought possible.

Sara licked her lips and
moved closer to Meloir’s naked body, her gaze fixed on the long,
thick cock jutting out from a nest of brown, curly hair. She went
down on her knees and inched his legs apart before beginning to
stroke his smooth, hard shaft. He groaned, the muscles in his chest
quivering. Sara eased his length into her mouth slowly, her long,
tangled hair brushing against his hair-roughened thighs.

Meloir closed his eyes and
pumped his hips when she alternated between sucking and swirling
her tongue around the head of his cock. He pushed several more
inches into her mouth and fucked her in a back and forth rhythm as
she lightly cupped his tight, hairy sac.

“
Stop,” Meloir cried. He
stopped his forward motion and grasped Sara’s head. “You have to
stop, Sarafina. I want to be inside you when I come.” He gently
slid his cock from her mouth and pushed her down onto her back. His
hands curved over her bare flesh, stoking the sensitive skin as he
moved over her body.

“
My beautiful, Sarafina. My
one true Heart Mate,” he whispered. “I need my cock in you, love.”
He ran his hands down to her belly, nibbling kisses from her neck
as he worked his way down her body.

Sara moaned as she squirmed
in pleasure. He caught her hips between his hands, holding her
steady as he positioned himself between her legs. With one swift
thrust, he sank into her wet pussy and began gliding in and out
with urgent strokes. Gradually, he slowed to a steady back and
forth motion.

“
You feel so good,” Sara
cried, tightening her legs around his hips. A slight burning
feeling gripped her as he slowly forced the length of his shaft
inside her body again and again. It was the most erotic
pleasure-pain feeling she’d ever experienced.

Meloir released a harsh
breath and drove deeply, grinding his hips against her. He
realigned his body with hers and thrust upward, hitting her sweet
spot again and again. His hand moved up to cup one of her bouncing
breasts and thumbed her nipple roughly before trailing down her
body to where they were joined. His thumb settled on her clit as he
kept the pace slow and steady.

“
I want to make you come
while you scream my name,” he growled into her mouth.

His shaft rubbed her clit
with each stoke, while her breaths came in shallow pants. Holding
her in place with his hands on her hips, Meloir rammed into her. He
rode her harder and harder. Sara felt her inner muscles begin to
clench.

“
Come for me, my Heart
Mate. Come for me now.”

His thick cock plunged into
her two more times and she reached her release with an echoing
scream. In the midst of her own pleasure, she could feel his seed
shoot hotly into her depths. The fleeting thought they hadn’t used
a condom passed her mind and then disappeared, pushed away by the
pleasure she felt.

Breathing heavily, Meloir
slid his softening shaft from her wetness and cuddled up beside her
on the carpet. “Are you all right, my Heart Mate?”

Sara sighed. “Yes, I’m
great. Why are you so sure I’m your Heart Mate?”

He hugged her closer. “There
is no doubt, little one. We know our mates on a physical as well as
a spiritual level. I knew the first time I saw you that you were
meant for me.”

Sara didn’t want to think
about her own life. She knew this had to be a dream and she didn’t
want to think about her own reality. “Meloir, tell me about your
home.”

A smile of utter
satisfaction settled on his face. “It’s beautiful, Sarafina. The
skies are shades of pink and red with white fluffy balls of clouds
in all shapes and sizes. There are dense forests with many kinds of
trees that bear fruit. Orange, blue, green and yellow are the
colors that adorn our lands. The grass is green with rainbow colors
of flowers everywhere.”

“
Do you have oceans?” she
asked as she played idly with the hairs on his chest.

“
Oh, yes. Our oceans are
deep green with palest green caps on the waves. The water is warm
year round and filled with colorful and tasty fish. We have two
suns, one near and one far, which give us long growing seasons so
there is no hunger on our world. Two moons brighten our skies at
night, welcoming all who want to come home.”

“
Where do you live?” Sara
turned to her side and laid her leg across his calf.

“
I only have a small room
now, but if I get my wish granted, I’ll have a house near the ocean
much like yours.”

“
I envy you, the way your
life is so planned out.”

Meloir sat up and pulled her
onto his lap. “It can be your life, too, Sarafina. You just have to
want it bad enough and wish for it with your magic.”

Sara stifled a groan. “I
don’t have any magic, Meloir.”

“
You do, Heart Mate. The
magic’s in your gift. You just have to find it and you have to find
it soon. My time is running out, Sarafina. You must use the magic
and call for me soon or we’ll be lost forever.” He stood and
scooped up his clothes.

“
Wait, where are you
going?” In horror, she watched as his body began to
fade.

“
Find the magic, Sarafina.
Call for me with the magic in your gift.” Meloir’s voice faded away
with his form.

“
Wait,” Sara
screamed.

Chapter 6

Sara jerked awake and looked
frantically around the room. She hugged her arms across her chest
tightly. “Just a dream, just a dream,” she chanted. Her
embarrassment increased when she felt the dampness between her
thighs.

“
Oh, my God,” she whispered.
She raised her hand and raked her fingers through her hair. “What
the hell’s wrong with me?” Sara got up and groaned harshly. “Damn,
how long have I been sitting in that chair?” She looked at the
clock on the mantle. “Six hours! Ohhh, no wonder I can barely
move.” She limped toward the door and heard the phone ring. There
was an extension on the table in the hall and she hurried to answer
it before they hung up.

“
Hello.” She cringed when
she heard the husky sound of her own voice.

“
You sound like you just
crawled out of bed. I thought it was early evening there.” Bart’s
clipped words held no warmth.

“
Sorry, I guess I fell
asleep reading in the study.”

“
I got your message and I
accept your apology, but this is something we need to discuss.
Sara, do you have the kind of money we would need for the upkeep on
the island because I certainly don’t.”

Sara sighed, twirling the phone cord
around her fingers. “No,” she said reluctantly, “you know I don’t
have that kind of money now, but we’ll have the money in
Grandmother’s accounts.”

“
That money won’t last
forever, Sara. We’d have to leave it alone or invest it just to
cover the upkeep on an island home we’d never have time to visit.
Logically, you have to see that selling is our only option. You
certainly don’t want to let it just sit there with no one looking
after it. Think of the kind of life we could build with all that
capitol here.”

Sara collapsed into the nearest chair,
her shoulders slumping. “All right, Bart. I’ll seriously consider
selling the island.”

“
Excellent.”

She could hear the pleasure in his
voice.

“
I’ve already got several
parties interested, but I can’t move forward until you sign the
power of attorney papers I sent to you and get them faxed back to
me.”

Sara didn’t want to anger him, but she
wasn’t ready to sign everything over just yet. She thought for a
moment. “Okay, I’ll get them back to you, but it’s gonna be a
while. Elias isn’t due back for several days.”

“
Where the hell is he?”
Bart’s temper exploded. “He agreed to be there as a chaperone for
your protection.”

Sara winced at the shrill tone of his
voice. “Don’t you remember? I told you this morning he had some
business to take care of and would be gone for a few
days.”

“
So he just left you there
alone?”

Sara shut her eyes. He wasn’t going to
like what she had to say. “No, he left a friend of his staying in
the caretaker’s cottage while he’s away. Actually, he was a friend
of Grandmother’s as well.”

“
I don’t like you staying
there with some strange man. I want you to tell him to leave
tonight. Elias said the island was safe so you should be fine until
he gets back.”

Sara rolled her eyes and began tapping
her foot back and forth on the hardwood floor. “I’m not staying
here alone no matter how safe you think it is.” She huffed out a
breath. “It’s not like the man’s staying here in the house with me.
He’s all the way on the other side of the island. I haven’t even
seen him since this morning.”

“
You’re not going to dismiss
him?” Bart asked, his voice dangerously low.

“
No, I’m not.”

“
Fine, Sara, have it your
way.”

The deafening click let Sara know he’d
once again hung up in anger. “What the hell does he want from me?”
She walked over to the window and looked out toward the darkened
beach. “I wouldn’t want to be here alone no matter how safe it’s
supposed to be.” She felt a sudden clenching in her stomach as she
blinked back tears. “I don’t ever want to be alone.” Sara drew in a
shaky breath and slowly walked toward the stairs. “Everything will
be better in the morning.”