Awakening (The Magic of the Black Forest Book 2) (5 page)

“I know, but first you would have to complete a ritual before ripping any trees from the ground. Besides we’re a team.” He kissed my nose and climbed onto the quad. “Seager follow us closely.”

My arms were securely wrapped around Bradley’s finely sculpted Adonis-like body as he whipped between the trees on the narrow trail. Several branches seemed to reach out purposely to whack and scratch my bare arms and legs. To avoid finding welts all over my body later this evening, I chanted a protection spell. The white outfit that Colleen insisted that I wear was totally inappropriate for ATV riding on rugged terrain in the dense thick forest. Not that I could see too much of the scenery with my face buried between Bradley’s shoulder blades. It was a poor effort on my part in preventing any branches from smacking me in the face. The last thing I needed on the first night of my honeymoon was a bloody nose or a black eye.

I’m all for adventure and fun, but this was getting ridiculous. There were a couple times when I almost bounced off the back of the quad. With dusk falling upon us, I grew nervous.

Just as I was about to ask how much longer, Bradley drove into a cave, stopped and threw the four-wheeler into neutral. The cave was dark, a perfect place for bears to live. Naturally, I was scared shitless. In a shaky whisper I asked, “Why are we in here? Shouldn’t we continue? It’s starting to get dark outside.”

“We’re here, Natalia,” he said as he got off the quad and told me to wait there with Seager, that he’d be right back.

“Don’t leave us.”
I heard him chuckle at my thought, but it echoed so I couldn’t tell what direction it was coming from. Suddenly, a loud clanking sound echoed. Then, thankfully, the lights came on. I looked behind us and a metal door was closing, sealing up the cave’s entrance.

“That’s to make sure no bears or anything try to visit us tonight,” he teased.

“How do you know they’re not in here already?” He lifted up his hand and showed me a little black gadget.

“It’s a remote. I opened it before we got here.” He smiled teasingly.

“You’re lucky we’re on our honeymoon or you’d be out there tonight.” I giggled, pointing towards the door.

We drove a little deeper into the cave where we came upon another door. It looked like any other front door. It had a doorknocker, screen door and a doorbell. He lifted me up into his arms and carried me to the door. Before opening it, I used the dragon’s head solid brass doorknocker and pushed in the doorbell a few times.

“Do you get a lot of visitors?” I teased. A fervent gaze filled with passion and desire held mine as he carried me over the threshold.

Placing me on my feet, a wide grin spread across his face. “No,” he chuckled before molding his lips and body to mine. The touch of his fingers tenderly tracing slowly down my spine, caused goosebumps to form and spread all over my body. First the right, followed by the left. Fingers splayed he grabbed my butt with both hands and lifted me. Jumping up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt the hardness of his shaft pressed against my core. All I’d see on the first night of our honeymoon was the bedroom and I was more than fine with that.

Our lips parted and a loud gasp escaped mine. My heart beat wildly. Every part of my body ached for him. Squeezing my legs tightly, I shifted my hips forward and upwards, rubbing against his erection.

“Natalia,” he groaned my name in a low, raspy, desperate voice. His desperation aroused me even more. Holding me tightly with his left arm, he locked his right hand to the nape of my neck, crushing his lips to mine in a hungry kiss. The kiss left me gasping, longing for more. Eyes glued to the rise and fall of my breasts, he asked me to bring in the bags.

As soon as they appeared he admired aloud, “Do you know how sexy that is? I love that you’re a witch, that you can do magic.” Gently, he extracted my legs from around his hips, standing me up.

“If it’s so sexy then why did you put me down?” My bottom lip was pushed up and out, exaggerating my pouty expression.

“I thought maybe you would want a moment…to get a little more comfortable.” He gestured with his hand and pointed toward the direction of the bathroom. I hadn’t realized that we were in the bedroom already.

Nodding, I grabbed my overnight bag, and walked into the bathroom. As soon as I saw myself in the mirror, it sunk in. I’ve been waiting for this moment since the first time I saw Bradley sitting in the bar, a year ago today. Suddenly feeling queasy, I sat down on the toilet and put my head between my knees, begging myself not to vomit. So many questions flew around in my mind. The one that stood out the most was: what if I don’t do it right?

Taking off my sweater, I stood before the mirror and removed my skirt. My bra and panties, revealed far more than planned. The garter belt and net stockings should have helped my confidence, but it didn’t. The words, ‘
What if he doesn’t like what he sees?
’ consumed my mind. I should have brought a housecoat or even a t-shirt into the bathroom. All that’s in the bathroom is my overnight bag…bathroom necessities. A few towels were hanging from the rack but they’re small, just used to dry your hands on. Not big enough to wrap around me.

After knocking, Bradley reached his arm through the door, “Natalia, I think Colleen got you this.” He held out the satchel she insisted we bring. Nervously, I thanked him and took the bag. He shut the door without so much as a glance.

Pulling the clothes from the bag, I listened to Bradley unpack our suitcases into the dresser drawers.

Oh, Colleen…lingerie! Ugh. There were three outfits. Two showed a lot of skin so they would be for another time. The third was a thin see through white and pink cover up. It matched my bra and panties. I felt better being covered up a little. That was until I noticed my butt was hanging out. It wasn’t long enough to hide the thong I wore. I paced back and forth until I calmed myself down by remembering the last time we were together. Just the thought alone had me walking out of the bathroom into a room lit up by candlelight. I gasped.

Out of nowhere, Bradley appeared before me, naked. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pressed his body to mine. Kisses, soft and tender, caressed my neck while hands, gentle and strong, fondled their way under my negligee and explored downwardly, resting upon my bare ass. The desire to have him in every way possible grew with every loving touch.

With a firm squeeze on my bare bottom, Bradley leaned back and smiled a devilish grin. Fire filled my cheeks. Without warning, he spun me around. Fingers spread wide on my stomach, he pulled my body to his and rubbed his shaft against the crevice of my ass.

Nipping on my earlobe, he swooned, “You look very sexy, Mrs. Jenkins.” Impatient and determined to have me, my lover swept me off my feet and into his arms. He jumped into the air and landed us next to a gigantic bed. Sitting down on the edge of the king size sleigh bed, his intense eyes filled with desire and need were fixed on mine.

After climbing onto his lap, I wrapped my legs around his waist, snuggling up against his hardened shaft. With my tongue I traced the shape of his lips. The hint of his flavor unbearable, I kissed him, moaning, breathless with anticipation.

“Natalia…” He pulled the hairpin from my bun allowing my hair to fall loosely. As my fingers twisted in his hair, I silenced him with another kiss.

Bradley wasted no time stripping me of my negligee and bra. Squeezing my breasts with his hands and pinching my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, I felt an exquisite tension, an ache that made my body tremble and my thighs twitch. Using his right hand, he slid his fingers into my panties and parted my lips. His left hand and mouth continued their ministrations, tantalizing my nipples, going from one to another.

Two fingers rubbed back and forth over my clit in short, quick strokes before sliding into my slick, wet center. Arching my back, I shifted my pelvis downward on his hand, pushing his fingers further up inside. Shuddering, a strangled squeal escaped me.

Bradley stopped and took hold of my hips. His eyes, full of hunger and need, locked onto mine. Tightening his grip, he lifted me from his lap and laid me onto the bed on my back. One swift tug and my panties were on the floor. Feeling nervous again, I inhaled deeply.

Placing his body on mine, he looked cautiously into my eyes, “I promise, Natalia, I won’t hurt you.”

“It’s not that. I know you won’t. I-I’m just a little nervous… More like worried that I won’t please you.” A watery haze blurred my vision. Blinking, a teardrop escaped.

“Silly woman,” he kissed my cheek, tasting the teardrop, “I’m already pleased.”

Feeling the tip of his shaft pressed against my wet center, my body trembled nervously. The warmth of his breath and the tantalizing circular motion of the top of his shaft over my clit had me tuning out my insecurities. Realizing that the fantasy I’d had since the day I first saw Bradley was coming true, I focused on the now. I felt myself getting wetter, dripping. Kissing my neck tenderly, he slowly entered me. As he pushed deeper inside, I felt my inner muscles being stretched to their limit.

“Natalia, look at me.” I opened my eyes to see him starring down at me grinning. “Relax your muscles, it’ll feel better. Unless you want me to stop?” The question asked through clenched teeth told me he had no intention in doing so.

Not realizing my legs were wrapped so tightly around his body, my cheeks flushed from embarrassment. They were shaking a little bit so I relaxed my legs and let them collapse onto the bed.

“No…” I started to say but he kissed me before I could finish. Hungrily his mouth crushed on mine, his tongue dove in, quickly dominating.

“It wasn’t my intention to be rude, but I find it irresistible when you blush. That shade of red looks good on you,” he teased, breathless and grinned wickedly.

Kissing me seductively, he whispered against my lips, “This may hurt, but I promise not for long.” He pulled out before pushing into me as deep as he could go. My body stiffened from the pain. It hurt, and instinctively I tried to pull away. He held me tightly.

“Tell me when the pain subsides,” he said, his voice and body trembling, as if it took every ounce of control inside him to stop himself from fulfilling his desires.

My breathing became shallow and my thoughts raced with the realization that I was no longer innocent, that I was no longer a virgin. The burning pain quickly dissipated, replaced by a sensation of pleasure, and a need for more.

The palms of his hands on either side of my face prevented me from turning away. Closing my eyes to hide my nervousness, I whispered, “I’m o-okay.” Caressing my cheeks with his thumbs, he lay still, saying nothing. When his warm lips swept lightly over mine I opened my eyes, looked up into his heated irises.

Too shy to say out loud what I so desperately wanted, I wiggled my hips hoping to entice him to continue. The left corner of his mouth curled slightly; with a deep passionate kiss he started a rhythm that I slowly began to match.

“You feel so good,” he groaned against my ear, continuing the slow torturous pace. Squeezing my left breast with his right hand, Bradley licked and flicked my erect nipple with his tongue. 

My body, hypersensitive, felt each and every touch he made, every long stroke inwardly. An irresistible pull to have his body closer to mine, the urgency for him to go deeper faster, consumed me. More. I wanted more but didn’t have the courage to ask for it. As his hips curled into mine, I thrust my hips upwards, taking his shaft deeper. Throwing my head back, I squealed pleasurably.

Hearing his laughter, my eyes snapped open. Sporting his sexy vampire grin made the corner of my lips turn upward. That grin made me feel sexy and wanted.

My body was warm, my heart pounding. He laid against me, his legs fitting perfectly between mine. Sensing my arousal, my desires, he started to move faster and pushed harder against my core as my heat burned all around him. His heated thrusts quickly brought me to my breaking point.

Without hesitating, he continued vigorously thrusting in and out, stretching and filling me. The fire spread throughout my body, hotter than before.  The pressure within grew, causing the fire inside to explode, engulfing my entire body into flames.

My muscles convulsed around his throbbing shaft. The muscles in his back and legs tensed. Simultaneously, I screamed and he groaned as we experienced our first orgasm together. Our eyes locked, he never looked away while he thrust one last time deep into my dripping center. With every pulse of his shaft, his warm juices released deep inside my core. The satiable arousing feeling brought on yet another orgasm. This orgasm, more pleasurable than any other, consumed every nerve in my body. Breathing erratically, I reached up, kissing and licking his neck.

Our bodies were still trembling when he slid himself out and collapsed beside me. I rolled over to look into his eyes. They were wild, black, distant. Fists clutching the bed sheets, jaw clenched shut he lay still, trying to regain control. Hoping to help calm him, I gently kissed his chest.

“I’m glad we waited. It was everything I fantasized and more. I love you, Bradley.” My voice broke and shook. With his one hand still clutching the sheets, he rubbed his other hand up and down my back. It took him a few seconds before he looked at me, his eyes more controlled.

“I love you, too.”

As we lay there, our bodies intertwined, I realized why I’d never had sex with any other man -- why I couldn’t trust anyone to love me completely. It’s not that they didn’t love or want me. It’s because I was meant to be with him. Only he completed me. Bradley and I are one, not just physically, but spiritually we are soul mates. Life after life we’ve searched for each other, never truly happy until we found one another. These thoughts made me wonder what we were like in our previous lifetimes. I also wondered if the sex, like our love, had always been so powerful. I started to ask Bradley about it but to my astonishment, when I looked up…
he was sleeping
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