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There's a Fine Line...
Chapter Four
Warm
rays of sunlight filtered through the heavy drapes, throwing streaks of light
here and there around the room. As the sun rose higher into the sky, one beam
stretched across the large, four-poster bed and into the eyes of the petite
female that lay upon it. Alicia grumbled sleepily and shifted, burying her face
into the warmth of a hard, bare male chest to get the light out of her eyes.
The warmth and scent that filled her senses had her sighing softly in
contentment. That contentment lasted about ten full seconds before her brain
latched onto one very important fact: namely, that she was pressed against a
hard, bare male chest. Suddenly wide
awake, her light brown eyes sprang open as she fought down her initial surge of
panic. A soft kiss was placed upon the top of her head as warm hands soothingly
caressed her skin. Her bare skin.
Trembling, and with her memory of the night before still fuzzy, she furiously
wracked her brain as to just how she ended up in this situation and how quickly
she could extract herself from it.
“Good
morning, beautiful.” The sleepy murmur of Blake’s deep voice rumbled through
his chest and she was mesmerized by the sensual play of skin over muscle as he
stretched. That slight delay prevented her from scrambling from the bed,
however, and his arms returned to her waist and pulled her close once more.
Her
mind was working at ninety miles an hour trying to remember what had happened
and what hadn’t. Though mostly naked, her vampire mate still wore some sort of
underwear as she could feel the scrape of cloth against her skin. She blushed
furiously as she realized, and then remembered, that her own lacy panties had
been shredded and discarded towards the end of the night. And what a night!
Alicia wasn’t certain which was worse: the things she’d told him or the things
she’d let him do. Let him? God, she’d have been begging him for more if he’d tried
to stop.
Searching
her brain for something, anything, to say to break the silence that was
stretching towards discomfort, she blurted out the first thing that came to
mind. “You’re still here.”
“Of
course I am, beautiful.” He caressed her cheek softly and, laying her on her
back, rolled onto his side and propped up on an elbow to gaze tenderly down at
her. “I made a vow, Alicia. I don’t make them often but, when I do, I will move
heaven and earth to keep them.” His free hand rested lightly on her stomach as
his thumb rubbed the smooth skin soothingly.
“Thank
you.” Her words were soft, barely a whisper, but her soft brown eyes glowed
with gratitude – and growing affection. He smiled and dipped his head to kiss
her leisurely.
“That
look in your eyes is all the thanks I need, Alicia.”
Squirming
slightly under his intense gaze, she hissed as the soft sheets rubbed against
her sore and bruised skin. The brief stab of pain was followed by remembered
pleasure and she couldn’t stop herself from deliberately moving again. When
Blake’s fingers gently caressed her cheek, she trembled and let her eyes drift
closed as she sank back into that cloud of peace she’d felt immediately after
his final spanking. Something about the mixture of pain and pleasure and his steady,
gentle touch soothed her like nothing she’d ever known before.
Alicia
drifted along on pure sensation. Each time she started to descend from the
peaceful feelings, all she had to do was wriggle just enough to scrape her
bruised rear on the sheets to send those awfully wonderful darts of
pleasure-pain shooting through her once more. She was aware of her vampire
holding her, touching her, whispering words of tender care into her ear as she
flew, weightless and carefree, above a world filled with pain and hurt and
confusion.
She’d
lost track of time when she heard her mate’s deep, seductive voice calling for
her. At first, she resisted. She’d found a place where she felt safe, loved,
even cherished and she didn’t want to lose that. As Alicia slowly returned to
herself, Blake’s firm hands continued to pet her and stroke her while he
promised her that, no matter where she was, she was cherished more than all of
his most prized possessions combined. Even the pain could no longer hold her
there for he’d cradled her close to his chest and her bruised and striped
bottom no longer pressed stingingly against the mattress.
“It’s
time to come back to me, Beautiful One.” When her eyes fluttered open, the
hazel-brown orbs dreamy and soft, he smiled and rubbed his lips across hers in
the softest of butterfly kisses. Her answering smile was slow in coming but it
made his heart sing with joy.
“What
happened?” Shyly, Alicia brought a hand up to caress Blake’s face – one of the
few times she’d initiated any kind of contact between them. He leaned his cheek
into her touch, his eyes drifting closed in pleasure. “It felt like I was
flying and nothing could ever hurt me again.”
“Nothing
ever will if I can prevent it.” He brushed her hair from her eyes tenderly and
wondered just what the fates saw in this young girl to make her so dear to him.
“And what you felt is something called subspace. If you look it up online, and
I encourage you to do so, you’ll find that nearly everyone’s description about
it will vary as each person experiences it differently. You’ll find that what
sends one person into subspace does nothing for the next; you may even learn
for yourself that what sent you there last night and this morning will not at a
later date. You may learn, with time, that even how you experience it varies.”
“If
it’s so hard to define, then how do you know that’s what happened?” She spoke
softly as she explored the lines and planes of her mate’s face. She dared not
risk shattering this moment with anything above a whisper.
“Because
you described it perfectly.” Chuckling softly at her confused frown, Blake
captured one errant finger with his lips and licked the sensitive pad. Alicia
shivered in delight and blushed at his smile. “It is often described as a
feeling of flying or floating, but that doesn’t mean it will always be that way
for you. Like I said, look it up. Read many different accounts and you’ll
understand more what I mean. No matter what you find, however, know this: I
will never leave you during this time. You would be vulnerable in ways you
cannot even imagine.”
“Like
you didn’t leave me last night.”
“Just
like that, Beautiful One.”
After
another gentle kiss, she watched her vampire slide off the mattress and stretch
leisurely. The muscles rippled along his back and down to his tapered waist to
where a pair of black cotton briefs hugged his toned rear. Her fingers itched
to trace a path from his shoulders to that aggravating bit of material that hid
his body from her greedy eyes. With a knowing smirk, he turned to catch her
avid stare and watched as her desire grew. There was a faint dusting of ebony
curls along his toned chest that tapered to a solid line disappearing beneath
his briefs. Briefs which, at that moment, were straining to hold what looked to
be a rather impressive erection. Licking her lips, she wondered how he’d feel
in her mouth, how he’d taste. Fuck, he was gorgeous! Even if he only wore a
burlap sack, she had a feeling that he could turn a nun into a whore. Her eyes
swirled with shadows until their light brown shade shifted darkly and gleamed
like polished jet. Under their lustful gaze, more than just his smug smile
grew.
Ooo ooo I can't wait til it goes
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