Cailín (Lass) (Anam Céile Chronicles) (21 page)

I watched him as he removed his lovely, albeit now drenched,
blue sweater.  To me utter delight, finish there he did not, as Donovan undid
his trousers and let them drop to the ground, stepping out of them.  As he did
not don undergarments, I gasped viewing him there before me in all his glorious
nakedness.  Oh, beautiful were the flawless angles of his form, long and lean
his muscles rolled!  

A treasure ‘twas just to gaze upon him as that. 

Me eyes wished to drink him in and dwell there fer always. 
Yet, never satisfied, I longed to feel the certainty of his bare skin under me
hands.  I stepped forward, reaching me hands out to touch him, but Donovan
caught me before I could satisfy me impulse. 

How could he expect me not to want to touch him with him
here as this before me?

“Well, this hardly be fair now, is it then?” he said
playfully, his hands finding the lacings at me waist.  I sucked in me breath as
I felt him pull them free, me corset loosening across me ribs.  I could scarcely
believe he be truly condoning this! 

Donovan carefully finished loosening them so that he could
raise it over me head, and not allow it to fall to the ground and become
muddied.  He began to lift it and as I raised me arms high into the air with
eager compliance, me eyes locked onto his.

At
once, I felt the coolness of the moist air upon me exposed skin as me breasts
bounced free of their restraining garment.  In the moment before our eyes
recouped contact, butterflies flooded me stomach with the realization of being
viewed in this manner by a lad fer the first; and then I became filled with
elation, delighted ‘twas Donovan— he the only one I ever could have imagined it
to be.  I lifted me eyes to meet his, taken aback to discover his eyes as never
I had seen them before, with a distinct smoldering in them. 

That
which burned in his eyes did fire me soul.

His knowing look gave me all the reinforcement I needed to
fulfill me restrained desire, to feel of him beneath me fingertips.  I took a
half step forward and laid me hands upon his chest, adorned with curled little
hairs.  Me fingers played with them fer a spell before roaming to circle around
his pert little nipples.

I stroked across Donovan’s chest to his broad shoulders and
slowly down the muscles of his arms to his hands, of which I took hold and
brought to me skin, encouraging him to caress me as he wished.  I discerned he be
assessing the situation as carefully he placed his hands upon me waist, before allowing
his hands roam slowly over me body— gently at first, then progressively more
devotedly. 

Me skin jolted with pleasure from the feel of his hands upon
it and I moaned as Donovan cupped me breasts.  They spilled over from his hands
as sensually he massaged them. 

He pushed his face into me hair breathing in.  “Delicious you
smell from the rain, Aislinn,” Donovan mouthed as he kissed me in earnest.

His hands were in me hair as he was pressing his lips
against me to kiss me hungrily.  Me hands gripped his arms, pulling meself
tighter to him
.

Heat coursed through me as I felt me body responding to him
in so many ways. 

Between kisses Donovan paused, as though contemplating
something.  Me impatience growing more pronounced, I prayed his deliberation
would result in his taking of me.

Donovan brought his mouth back to mine, I still holding onto
me breath.  Upon breathing in again, me head ‘twas filled with his
strengthening sweet musk.

Deeper into the shallow cave we did retreat and finding a
dry spot once again, he pulled me down to the ground.  As Donovan lay there upon
his back in all his glory, peel me eyes away from his form I could not.

On the
ground beside him I sprawled out, striving to entice him in a similar manner.

Donovan
rolled onto his elbow, viewing me fer a long moment before pulling me against
his side.  Then he pulled me over onto his chest and brushed the wet hair back
from me face so he could kiss me. 

Lying
there as that, we listened to the rain, the silent energy between us screaming
piercingly from within the straining confines of our bodies.  The thunder
crashed as though to give emphasis to the chaos that raged within me body.  Feeling
his body moan under me hands . . .  His lips ever so provocatively close to me
lips. . .

“Your
eyes speak to me without need fer a single word,” Donovan whispered over me
mouth.

“Oh? 
And just what is it they be telling’ you?” I probed him enticingly.

Donovan
didn’t bother to answer, but rather he kissed me hair.  His hand found the
small of me back and held me closer against him, against his swelling groin. 
He groaned in response.  Arching me body against him, his lips found mine with
eagerness.  His mouth following the line of me jaw, Donovan explored the length
of me neck.

As the
lightning illuminated the outside fer just a moment, I caught a glimpse of his
eyes in the dark.  They be smouldering, just as mine.  The burning in his eyes
caused flames to rise higher within me.

“Around
you, Aislinn, the night turns absolutely luminous!” Donovan marveled, staring
at me as though ‘twas the first time ever he looked upon me.  Then again, I
suppose in that way, ‘twas . . .

If only tonight we might share a bed made of flowers. 
Blessed our bodies would lay so entwined.  Nonetheless, I’ll happily take what
is offered to me, if this dirt floor be all that ‘tis!  Me fever burns me
deeper than ever I have known.  Deep in this hollow of earthly desires, I
wonder, will we burn in heaven as we do here?

 “I
would love to touch the sky with you tonight, Donovan.  Take me within yer
strong arms, hold me up so high and never let us come down,” I beseeched him.

“When truly you be mine, I’ll give meself to you again and
again,” be his riposte.

“Donovan,
I truly be yours
now
!  I could not possibly
be
any more yours! 
And beyond willing I be
now
to receive what you have to give me,” I
tried to convince him.

To me
frustration, he merely sighed in response.

“To
merge together with you, I desire,” I persisted, letting the moment overtake
me.  “I want to know you down to the
bone
.”  As soon as the words
escaped me lips, I hoped they would not shock him.  Yet also, I hoped he would
comprehend the seriousness of me insinuation.

Nonetheless,
still he leaned in and kissed upon me breasts, his lips velvety against me
skin, before trailing their way up to me mouth.  “Just to taste your kiss, I
will kiss your lips forever on a night as this,” Donovan murmured into me mouth
huskily, the starlight shining in his eyes.

Oh, how
I treasure yer kiss.  It tastes as nothing on earth!  Hot, as to burn me lips
.
 
Breathing
with yer breaths . . .  Feeling yer skin upon mine . . . 

“Breathe
out so that I may breathe you in,” I whispered breathlessly, becoming
overheated with his kisses, wishing to experience, to absorb each and every
infinitesimal element that fused to create him.

I breathed in too deep, and me head became weightless.  One
single breath be all it took to lead me to insatiable desire. 

Ahh, the fragrance of his sweat, so honeyed . . .  Oh, drunk
I be with me desire!  The air be dense and me head ‘tis beginning to sway. 
Never do I want to come down from this! 

The occasional groans he with which he taunted me ears
served only to fuel me fire.

“Growing
impatient I be of awaiting to be consumed by you, Donovan!” I pleaded with him.
 “Heaven cannot wait forever.  Pray let me feel you make the decision.”  I
aspired to tempt him further by reaching me hand down to grasp around him.

Somehow,
he managed to ignore it, instead taking me face between his palms.  “
Trust
me
, Aislinn, I can appreciate what ‘tis that you endure,” Donovan told me
compellingly.  “Compared to me desire fer you, the stars they be but a mere
dusting in the sky,” he portrayed.  “Still, that desire I have resolved to
restrain, fer honour you I will and defer this ‘til the time be right.”

 “Surely
then, you do not truly comprehend the intense need I have fer you in
this
very
moment.  Oh, that you could feel what I be feeling right now, taste of
the raging hunger within me . . . devour it . . . calm it,” I groaned. 
“Nothing stands between us here, Donovan.  Not anyone but you and I will ever
know . . .” I attempted to convince him.  “Moreover, believe I’ll certainly
die
if wait the entirety of another
year
I must!” I cried, taking to
stroking him with me palm zealously.

“Heaven
bent you be to take me hand and lead me to the fire, Aislinn!” Donovan scolded,
sitting up and pulling away from me frantically clutching fingers. 

Pouting,
I curled up, a wildfire born of frustration burning away within me.  The
throbbing ache I felt fer him that assaulted me body relentlessly now mingled
with the biting sting of his rejection. 

I heard
him sigh heavily, and then felt his hand upon me shoulder, pulling me back.  “Granted,
wouldst I spend forever here with you as this, still I would not be satisfied. 
So, lay down beside me fer as long as it may last, Aislinn, on this night where
all be ours.”

“Let me
hear you breathing fer me, sighing fer me,” I whispered to him.  “Me alone.”

Lips
moving softly, he kissed me face as I laid me head upon his chest, stroking his
skin with me fingers ‘til sleep found me.

D
uring
the night I be jolted awake to the most horrific nightmarish vision of Donovan’s
death.  To be truthful, ‘twas
meself
who robbed him of his life.  I
observed meself naked bent over him, with me lips affixed to his neck.  Me
teeth sank into his throat and I be drinking his blood! 
As a vampire
! 
How could that be? 
Never
could I do anything to harm him! 

It terrified
me, but still, I refused to accept it.   But dream it I did not, essentially I
saw
it, whilst fully awake, as though it were a dream. 

Not
realizing I already be awake, Donovan tried to wake me, deeming me body lay
gripped by some faraway dream.  Me thoughts still distorted by the nightmare. 
Thank God I laid there in his arms, fer I do not think I could have borne it to
wake alone and not have known fer even a solitary second whether he lived!

Morning smiled upon us as the face of a newborn child,
innocent and knowing.  The new day brought by the sunrise tempting me again.  I
could not cease me want of him, and that desire it had only lingered on; the
tinder fanning the embers all through the night, promising to ignite into
roaring flames once again at the mere presence of him.

Utterly beautiful he be in the brilliant morning rays of light,
gleaming off the ripples of his muscles.  Donovan’s chest raised calmly, his
breathing with ease.  I kissed his chest before lifting me head from it to look
upon his face.  Enveloped in beauty, peaceful as ‘twas, fer the first I
remarked at me love engaged in slumber.