The Promise
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
4,717
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Promise
The Promise
Chapter 1
A special meeting under the full Moon
1
I felt a hush like that of a light breeze, very quiet and almost undetectable.
However, even though I stood before the open window and looked out into the pale moonlight, the wind was non-existent. I didn’t turn around; I knew who was behind me, as I had sensed his presence. Slowly I felt him approaching me, coming quietly closer yet with such presence that even if I wanted to turn around I dared not.
2
My heart was beating faster in my chest and I felt it in my throat. He had promised me several nights ago the ultimate reward, the ultimate price if I did as he had bid me and just like a good, oh what was I to him, servant? Lover? Slave? Friend? I don’t know. In any case, I did what he had told me to do, now I am standing before this window, not certain if he’ll keep his word. Why did I doubt him? I had felt his power many many times before and every time he had come through, did I doubt him now or was I afraid? If I was afraid, then of what? Loosing myself completely in him? Surrendering my soul, my being, my body, my all to him, was I afraid?
3
I felt his hand lightly on my shoulder with the power that only his hand, his touch generated, making me dizzy. Even though his touch was cool, it was enough to set me on fire through and through. I knew that there were some who could resist this man, this Wizard, however those were only a few far and between. No, I wasn’t afraid of this man, the wizard, my friend and my lover but rather excited and welcoming the new change, the new me. Looking forward of my life with him, granted even though it may not be made on a of rof rose petals, but which life truly is. Even Kings and Queens have their share of troubles, perhaps not on the level of ordinary people but never the less they do.
4
I breathed in slowly and deeply as I felt a second hand on my other shoulder. I felt his body behind me as he pulled me against him. He was strong, very strong and so far I have not met one person who could truly resist him. Unlike the one he had escaped, his power was by far better and purer thhe ehe evil one. I felt his breath on my hair as I smelled his scent. I loved his scent; I loved smelling it and him. It seemed that whenever we were together time just stood still and after a while I was almost convinced that even he could control time. His strong hands stroked my arms as it quickened my heartbeat, my pulse. I knew he could sense this, as my breathing had gotten a bit faster as well. Even though I loved hearing his voice growling, purring into my ear, commanding, ordering me, I knew that words were not needed.
5
His long slender fingers slithered into my hair. I loved that feel, his touch may seem a tad on the cool side, but it was always very soothing. He took hold of my hair and as he pulled my head backward against him, I gasped out, not sure whether he was going to give me the promise or not. I felt his strong hard body against my backside, even his well-toned muscles against me. Then I felt his nose, his lips on my shoulders and neck, I moaned out as my eyes rolled backward.
6
This light touch of his alone made me shiver with ecstasy and excitement and I knew that he knew it wouldn’t take much more for me to explode but I sensed he wanted more, much more of me. He kissed my neck ever so lightly and I felt him lightly nip at it at which I gasped even louder as my hands reached behind me, just to hold onto him. Otherwise, I feared that my knees would buckle beneath me. Indeed, this man held that kind of power over me. I would have done anything for him to prove my love and loyalty to him, anything he would have ever wished or wanted I was willing to do even if it meant to kill.
7
He put his arms tighter around me as his kisses on my neck grew more intense and urgent. My bosom heaved, my thoughts ran, was he going to give me the promise here? Now? Without much play or teasing? I felt a sudden sharp pain; I gasped and cried out as I felt him feeding on me. The pain didn’t last long, however, a hot wave of pleasure consumed me and then to my surprise he suddenly stopped. He lifted his head and kissed my cheek ever so tender then he turned me around. I looked with love, admiration and worship at him as I knew this was but merely the start of the night that he would give me the promise.
Chapter 1
A special meeting under the full Moon
1
I felt a hush like that of a light breeze, very quiet and almost undetectable.
However, even though I stood before the open window and looked out into the pale moonlight, the wind was non-existent. I didn’t turn around; I knew who was behind me, as I had sensed his presence. Slowly I felt him approaching me, coming quietly closer yet with such presence that even if I wanted to turn around I dared not.
2
My heart was beating faster in my chest and I felt it in my throat. He had promised me several nights ago the ultimate reward, the ultimate price if I did as he had bid me and just like a good, oh what was I to him, servant? Lover? Slave? Friend? I don’t know. In any case, I did what he had told me to do, now I am standing before this window, not certain if he’ll keep his word. Why did I doubt him? I had felt his power many many times before and every time he had come through, did I doubt him now or was I afraid? If I was afraid, then of what? Loosing myself completely in him? Surrendering my soul, my being, my body, my all to him, was I afraid?
3
I felt his hand lightly on my shoulder with the power that only his hand, his touch generated, making me dizzy. Even though his touch was cool, it was enough to set me on fire through and through. I knew that there were some who could resist this man, this Wizard, however those were only a few far and between. No, I wasn’t afraid of this man, the wizard, my friend and my lover but rather excited and welcoming the new change, the new me. Looking forward of my life with him, granted even though it may not be made on a of rof rose petals, but which life truly is. Even Kings and Queens have their share of troubles, perhaps not on the level of ordinary people but never the less they do.
4
I breathed in slowly and deeply as I felt a second hand on my other shoulder. I felt his body behind me as he pulled me against him. He was strong, very strong and so far I have not met one person who could truly resist him. Unlike the one he had escaped, his power was by far better and purer thhe ehe evil one. I felt his breath on my hair as I smelled his scent. I loved his scent; I loved smelling it and him. It seemed that whenever we were together time just stood still and after a while I was almost convinced that even he could control time. His strong hands stroked my arms as it quickened my heartbeat, my pulse. I knew he could sense this, as my breathing had gotten a bit faster as well. Even though I loved hearing his voice growling, purring into my ear, commanding, ordering me, I knew that words were not needed.
5
His long slender fingers slithered into my hair. I loved that feel, his touch may seem a tad on the cool side, but it was always very soothing. He took hold of my hair and as he pulled my head backward against him, I gasped out, not sure whether he was going to give me the promise or not. I felt his strong hard body against my backside, even his well-toned muscles against me. Then I felt his nose, his lips on my shoulders and neck, I moaned out as my eyes rolled backward.
6
This light touch of his alone made me shiver with ecstasy and excitement and I knew that he knew it wouldn’t take much more for me to explode but I sensed he wanted more, much more of me. He kissed my neck ever so lightly and I felt him lightly nip at it at which I gasped even louder as my hands reached behind me, just to hold onto him. Otherwise, I feared that my knees would buckle beneath me. Indeed, this man held that kind of power over me. I would have done anything for him to prove my love and loyalty to him, anything he would have ever wished or wanted I was willing to do even if it meant to kill.
7
He put his arms tighter around me as his kisses on my neck grew more intense and urgent. My bosom heaved, my thoughts ran, was he going to give me the promise here? Now? Without much play or teasing? I felt a sudden sharp pain; I gasped and cried out as I felt him feeding on me. The pain didn’t last long, however, a hot wave of pleasure consumed me and then to my surprise he suddenly stopped. He lifted his head and kissed my cheek ever so tender then he turned me around. I looked with love, admiration and worship at him as I knew this was but merely the start of the night that he would give me the promise.