Traveler (34 page)

                He groaned into her lips as he kissed her, and as she wrapped her legs around him he sheathed himself in her in one swift motion, groaning.  He fit her perfectly...no other woman had ever accepted his length so readily, or so perfectly.  He stayed still within her, just taking in the sensations.

                A shudder coursed through her slender body, just the feel of him filling her so completely drew a breathless moan from her.  Small hands slid slowly over his shoulders, nails grazing lightly over his muscular back.

                Luc groaned and pulled away from the kiss, looking down at her.  “
So beautiful...” he whispered.  “So perfect.”

                Dazed violet eyes met his as the kiss ended, a hand creeping from his back to cup his cheek lightly.  She gave him a genuine smile, her fingers caressing his cheek for a moment before trailing lightly over his lips.  “...mm...thank you...but I am hardly perfect, Rogue...”

                He kissed her fingers, sucking on their tips lightly, moving ever so slowly within her, slow, long strokes deep within her, feeling every contour of her as he moved.  Light, it felt perfect.

                A soft moan escaped her as she shifted beneath him, her hips rising to meet his with every stroke.  Her back arched slightly, pushing her full breasts against his chest.

                Luc increased his pace, pumping hard and fast into her.  He wanted her to climax with him, around him, crash onto the rocky shore of nothingness together with him.  He could feel the end near for him.  “I’m coming,” he whispered, every muscle in his body taut.

                Each thrust drew a breathless cry from her, her body writhing uncontrollably beneath him.  Each movement, each stroke brought her closer and closer to the edge.  Her hands slid down to cup his face as she leaned up to claim his lips in a deep, hungry kiss.  A violent shudder suddenly coursed through her body, her legs tightening around him, pulling him tightly against her.

                Luc felt his own pleasure course through him as Siren’s took her, his seed shooting hot and fast into her.  Every muscle in his body seized as he lost his control, crying out her name softly as he finished.

                Closing her eyes, she slumped to the bed as waves of pleasure washed over her, her body feeling as if it were boneless.  Siren struggled to catch her breath and come down from the high, nearly overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her.

                Rogue was still above her, his breath coming fast and hard.  He rested his forehead against hers, still deep inside her.  “Gods,” he whispered.  “That was....god.”

                As she felt his forehead rest against hers, she opened her eyes again to gaze up at him.  She gave him a lazy smile, small fingers languidly stroking his cheek.  “You could say that again, Rogue...”

                “Luc,” he murmured, smiling down at him as he nuzzled lightly into her touch.  “My name, is Luc.”

                “Luc...” she repeated his name softly as if testing the sound of it on her tongue.  She gave him a brilliant smile, gazing into his eyes.  “Well...if you are going to trust me with your name, I can do no less but to share as well.  My name is Meliora.”

                He smiled softly, his hand reaching up to caress her cheek.  “Meliora,” he whispered.  “It’s a beautiful name...to go with a beautiful face.”

                Meliora leaned into his touch, a soft laugh escaping her.  “You are quite a charmer, Luc.  Thank you...”

                “You’re welcome, sweetheart,” he smiled.  “I’m glad I could show you a good time, at the very least.”

                A smile slowly curved her lips as violet eyes met his, the slightest hint of mischief in their depths.  Her hands slid over his shoulders before she abruptly pushed him onto his back.  Straddling him, Meliora gazed down at him, tousled blonde locks scattered wildly over her breasts.  “Who said it was over yet?”

                Luc laughed, gazing up at her from where he was straddled with bright eyes.  “A true statement you make,” he murmured, watching her appreciatively.  “Light, I think I like the view even better from this angle...”

                “Oh?  And just what do you like about it?”  She asked laughingly, slender fingers gathering her long hair to one side.  Deliberately she slid back to grind against him, her hands bracing on his chest.

                His eyes lit more as her full breasts were revealed.  “Mm....those...” he began, but any other thought vanished quickly from him as she ground back against him.  He groaned loudly, his hands gripping her hips, urging her to continue.  “Gods,” he whispered, his eyes glowing bright green now.

                Meliora smirked lightly at his reaction, rocking her hips a bit to keep teasing him.  “These, hm?” She asked, slowly drawing a finger down between her breasts.

                Luc bit his bottom lip as she rocked back against him.  “Oh yes, those,” he assured her, his eyes following her finger like it was a lifeline.

                “Oh, I see...and what do you like so much about them?”  She asked softly, her eyes never leaving his face.  She wanted to see his reactions as she ran her hands over her breasts, her fingertips lightly grazing her hardened nipples.

                A muscle in Luc’s cheek twitched as he watched her rub herself, his desire beginning to ache again from not being inside of her.  Gods help him.  His eyes followed every movement her fingers made.  “Mmm....those...definitely those nipples...the ones that are just aching to be suckled,” he whispered, beginning to lose control of what he was thinking.

                Deliberately grinding against him, she let her head fall back, blonde locks brushing against his thighs.  A smile played on her lips as she closed her eyes, fingers slowly circling her nipples before a hand slid down her belly.  “Are they now?  It’s too bad that you’re down there and I’m up here then.  I suppose that will have to wait.”

                He groaned softly again as she rocked herself on him, his eyes watching her hand as it moved down her belly.  “I can change that,” he offered, wanting nothing more than to do just that.

                Meliora gasped softly as her fingers grazed delicate flesh, still highly sensitized from their earlier adventure.  She nibbled on her bottom lip, opening her eyes to look down at him.  “Mm...how so?  Just what is going through that mind of yours, Luc?”

                “What’s going through my mind is that I’d like to flip you and show you just what I’d like to do to you...over and over again, until literally you pass out from exertion,” he said honestly.  “Gods woman, you’re killing me here...” Her fingers, in that place...Gods help him.

                A breathless laugh escaped her as she leaned down, her lips nearly touching his.  “Good...that means your mind is completely on me.”  She playfully nipped his bottom lip, her breasts crushed against his chest.

                “Of course, darling,” he assured her, reaching up a little to try and kiss her.  “Where else would it be...?” he groaned and tried to drag her down to him, wanting to flip her underneath him and love her hard.

                She didn’t resist as he pulled her closer to him, her hair falling to frame their faces like a shimmering curtain.  A smile played on her lips.  “Mm...for all I know, my dearest Luc, you
could
have been thinking of your next conquest.”

                He snorted.  “Please...after the way you loved me, I don’t think there will ever be another conquest,” he admitted honestly, kissing her softly.

                Meliora kissed him back lightly before drawing back just enough to gaze into his eyes.  She searched his face, slender fingers trailing gently along his jaw.  “You truly mean that, don’t you?”

                Luc nodded, his eyes honest.  “I do...I have never had that connection with a woman before.  Good times, yes.  Mind blowing sex? No.  With you....you’re like a drug.  And I’m hooked.”  He closed his eyes, leaning into her fingers.

                “Mind blowing sex? Mm...yes...my mind was pretty blown away by that...”  She smiled in response, resting her forehead against his for a moment.  “I’ve never felt this way before...”

                He laughed.  “Well.  Personally, when I have just had an awesome time having sex...I like to shower...and have more mind-blowing sex...in the shower.”  He grinned at her.  “Will you care to join me?”

                She blinked in surprise before laughing softly.  “I suppose that I could deign to leave my bed and join you in the shower.”  Leaning down, she playfully nipped his bottom lip before sliding off the bed.  “I’ll be nice this time and won’t make you carry me there...” She murmured teasingly, completely unashamed to be standing naked before him.

                Luc eyed her appreciatively as she slid off him, watching her as she got off the bed.  He stood, stalking towards her, when something on the bed caught his eye.  Blood.  “Meliora...” he asked, staring at the blood.  “Are you...are you okay?”

                The slender woman blinked in surprise, tilting her head slightly to observe him for a moment.  Then following his gaze, she noticed the splotches of blood staining her sheets.  She blushed lightly before shaking her head.  “I’m fine, Luc.  Ignore that.”

                He frowned.  “Mel.....were you...a virgin?” he asked, walking towards her and tilting her chin lightly.  “And you didn’t tell me.”

                “And if I had told you, you would changed your mind.  I knew what I was doing, Luc, so don’t worry so much.”  She replied calmly, gazing up at him.  “Now...are we going to have that shower or not?”

                “Yes, we will...” he said, determinedly.  “I’m not going to let a little thing like your virginity ruin all the fun we will have tonight.”  He scooped her off her feet, carrying her.  “And now, you get to be carried,” he smiled impishly.  

                Caught by surprise, Meliora gasped softly before bursting into laughter.  Violet eyes danced with amusement as she slid an arm around his neck.  “Lucky me...”

                He laughed at her and kissed her softly.  “Yes, lucky you...” he pushed open her bathroom door.  “Now...how to work this shower...”

***

It was shortly after dawn when Meliora had awakened from a deep sleep, sprawled across the muscular chest of the man she’d taken to her bed the night before.  A yawn escaped her as she carefully extricated herself from his arms and climbed out of bed. Slender arms lifted over her head as she stretched out the kinks, her back arching for a moment.  Running a hand through her sleep-tousled locks, she wandered over to her wardrobe and began rifling through the top drawer, pulling out a pair of red silk smallclothes.  Humming under her breath, she wriggled into the smallclothes before moving over to her closet to search out the proper clothes for an audience with the pirate lord.

Luc had slept better than he had in years.  A wild woman, a perfect bed companion, and good sleep all combined to make him extremely comfortable.  He opened his eyes slowly as the sun hit his face, already noticing that his bed companion had gone.  A frown crossed his face as he looked for her.  He stood, still naked, from the bed, noticing her over next to her wardrobe.  He stepped up behind her, placing a small kiss on her neck. “Morning,” he murmured.

The kiss brought a smile to her lips as she leaned back against his chest for a moment.  “Good morning, Luc.  I trust what little sleep you got was good...” She commented teasingly, drawing away to pull a dress from the closet, the color a vibrant red as well.

Luc laughed and pulled his clothing off the floor.  “I slept like a baby,” he teased back, putting his shirt back on.  “Now, I need to get dressed and hope the pirate lord doesn’t notice the state I’m in when I get to him.”  He stuck his tongue out at her as he finished lacing his breeches and tying his boots.

Red silk clung to her supple curves like a second skin, the skirts falling down to her ankles.  A laugh escaped her as she glanced towards him, an ivory comb in her hand.  “Somehow I think the state of your clothes will be the last thought on his mind, Luc.”  Running the comb through her hair, she gave herself a critical glance in the mirror before nodding.  It would do for a meeting with the lord.

Luc chuckled.  “And that dress is appropriate?” he asked, arching his eyebrow.  “If we weren’t in a hurry I would offer to take you back to bed.”  He winked at her, stepping towards the door to go downstairs.  “Are you ready, my Lady?”

“That’s just because you know what’s underneath it.” Meliora replied with a laugh, slipping her feet into matching slippers before walking to the door.  A finger poked his side as she brushed past him, leading the way down the stairs.  “I should warn you...you probably shouldn’t make such offers around our lord.  He would not be happy.  When we’re away from him, feel free to do so.”  

Luc chuckled, following her down the stairs.  “I will keep my mouth shut, then,” he murmured.  “You are the one who knows the Lord and his ways, after all.”  He followed her outside of her house.  “How far is the meeting place where we are going, anyway?”

“Not far at all.  It’s just down this way...” She murmured softly, gesturing towards a large stone building nearby her own home.  “Come on...the sooner we get there, the sooner you will be able to see him.”  She gave him a bright smile before turning and heading towards the building she had pointed out, her hips swaying with each step.

Luc followed her, his gaze curious as it rested on the large stone building they were heading towards.  “Awfully convenient you live so close, isn’t it?” he murmured softly.  “Kinda eerie, in fact.”

“How so?” She asked curiously, a smile playing on her lips.  A hand lifted to wave at the guards, who nodded in greeting and allowed the two of them to pass unimpeded.  The hall was richly decorated with the spoils of the Pirate Lord’s voyages, various paintings and artifacts placed strategically to catch the eye.

Luc was growing ever more suspicious.  This woman, the woman he thought of as a distraction to pass the time, and was quickly becoming more, was respected here.  His eyes caught all the spoils, and he was impressed.  As he was sure was the intent.  He straightened his shirt and held his shoulders a little higher.  “Something seems...off, here,” he muttered to himself.