The moon was a sliver of light as it seeped down
upon the shadowy forest. Echoes of
singing frogs and symphonic crickets awakened the darkness and awakened Misty. But she had not been sleeping.
Her heart beat madly against her chest as she
tip-toed in complete silence across rickety floor boards. She struggled to not make a sound. She could not be discovered. She tried to calm down her rushing blood but it
was a losing battle.
He
was waiting for her.
Long, black hair shadowed her swift and sure
movements as she climbed through her open bedroom window and landed softly in
quivering moss. She perked her pointed
ears to listen for any rumblings of life and when she thought the coast clear,
her dainty and sure legs leapt into action.
The more she ran, the more she prayed that she would
not be caught. Love between an elf and a
human was strictly forbidden. The hatred
and bias had survived for centuries but love has wicked little fingers that crawl
into even the most armored soul and denies social commonplace. Hatred lives for centuries but love lives
forever.
She had met William on a night much like this
one. He had been wild and crazed like
many of the human clans that made their home in this forest. Misty had seen his violence, felt his power
tingle along her spine as she had gazed at him.
He was more than merely human, but what he truly was she would never
know. William carried many secrets but
the only one that mattered was his love for her.
Misty blazed across felled logs and snapping
branches to reach their rendezvous point.
The moon brightened her path as it glittered and gleamed on the smooth
surface of the Windwood Lake. The forest
was alive with baying wolves and trembling elk.
The noise drowned her footfalls as she ran. The forest was her home and it would not bar
her way.
Her chest heaved with weighted breath as she entered
the clearing. A small brook quivered
with anticipation as she stalked along the outer banks. A frog croaked nervously and jumped with a
light splash into the dark depths of the running water.
Misty glanced into the thicket and saw him lying
there with his strong, firm arms placed behind his head. He seemed content and
relaxed in the mossy bed that had birthed fawns and had seen new life enter the
world. Thick braids of black hair
trailed down his chest as wood beads graced his neck and straining chest. Tattoos of snarling wolves climbed his arms like
sleeves as a light brown leather loin cloth hid the sleeping devil.
His legs pushed him upright in the blink of an eye even
though she made no sound. He knew she
had arrived. The secret love affair was
almost more than he could bear but he would not live without her. From the first moment their eyes had met, he
had thrown all caution to the wind. The
world was nothing but her. No matter the
rules or the punishments for such a deviant love, he would sacrifice anything
to merely touch her, to merely hold her.
They gazed upon each other across the glen. Each was frozen with sheer anticipation under
the smiling moon. The breeze meandered
along their dewy skin sending more shivers to dance with the fluttering
butterflies that quivered inside them.
Misty took another deep breath and steadied
herself. With quiet steps, she strode
through the bubbling stream and passed the strumming cattails. Each sound was music to her ears but the
drumming of her heart was truly symphonic.
William closed the cavernous gap between them and
took her firmly in his arms. She was a
delicate flower compared to him. She was
small and almost fragile like the many snapping twigs that made a home
here. She was the forest. She
was chaotic like nature and yet her warmth and kindness shone upon him like the
harvest moon.
For several moments he held her tightly in the
singing thicket filled with sounds of life, filled with the sounds of thumping
hearts. The soft, rhythmic pulse relaxed
him as he nestled his head close to her neck.
Her scent woke him to the dark possibilities of this forbidden desire
that held him in chains. He squeezed her
then and continued to inhale her.
Cicadas chirped in the distance under the watchful
stare of the starry sky as Misty snuggled closer to William. For something to be deemed wrong and distasteful,
being with William felt completely natural.
Being with him was akin to breathing.
It was the reason Misty ignored all tradition and bias. He made her feel alive.
William placed a tender kiss upon her forehead and
Misty closed her eyes. She drank in the
soft lips and the smooth feel of him and allowed it to bathe her in perfect
serenity. His rough, calloused hands
scraped along her bare shoulders as they timidly reached underneath her tightly
wound bodice.
Serenity
escaped quickly like a bird released as excitement poured into her soul. His lips kissed her small nose and rosy
cheeks until they landed on her plump and eager lips. Within that one kiss, the world melted into
swirling colors as if a finger had dipped into the air and was churning it all around
them. Time didn’t seem to pass within this frozen bubble as William
and Misty pressed against each other in the shivering darkness.
Several wolves howled in the
distance as the moon lingered in the black sky.
William listened intently to the baying but just as he heard their
cries, the soft pitter-patter of Misty’s heart stole his focus. The hunting wolves could wait…
He pulled her flush against himself
as he restrained his eager muscles. He
mustn’t rush this perfect moment.
Spending time with Misty was a rarity and he would not recklessly
abandon this time. Instead, he would
savor every touch and every kiss as if it was their last.
Misty pulled back slightly and gazed
into his silver eyes. They mimicked the
full moon and managed to awaken a dark fear within her. Her pulse picked up speed as the gurgling
brook became more anxious with the sounds of wild splashes from frightened toads
and frightened fish. There was something
living within William that inspired both ecstasy and nightmares. He was so large and powerful that even the
mammoth oaks that lived for thousands of years trembled in his wake.
But instead of running away or quivering
like a delicate fawn, Misty embraced the shadow that crossed his moonlit
eyes. Her soft and pale hands wrapped
themselves around his broad neck as she stood on tip-toe to better reach
him. His dark skin contrasted violently
with her ethereal glow the more intertwined they became. But these differences waned as each kiss
brought them closer.
William licked her lips and melted
into her taste. The magic that brushed
her skin painted her a flavor like the sunset before a storm. Her skin tingled his lips as short, painful
jolts of magic escaped her grasp. William
adored the harsh bites that nipped him because he knew they were her display of
pure excitement and anticipation.
William picked her up easily and
cradled her as he reached the mossy bed that took up shelter under a windswept
willow tree. The soft leaves caressed
his forehead as he gently laid her upon the ground.
Misty sighed slowly as her emerald
eyes danced upon his naked flesh. His
power was beautiful and it always stole her breath like a dangerous rogue would
steal a kiss. William climbed toward her face and pressed
his weight firmly on her. The raw
strength of his heaviness forced a sharp exhale from Misty as she began to wrap
her legs around him like eager vines.
Her thin frame circled his as more wolves howled in the distance.
The pulse of the forest was picking
up speed now. The predators were on the
hunt as all animals of earth and air fell under the spell of William and Misty. Each group mimicked the others as their blood
boiled beneath the surface.
William steadily moved his large
hands down her collarbone and slid the tips of his fingers just underneath the
stern cloth. Her fleshy mounds gleamed
as the moon ignited his eyes, as the cloth became nothing more than shreds. It was there he found the small nubs that
begged to be suckled. He slid them
around in his mouth, moving them back and forth with his wet tongue as several
sweet moans escaped Misty. Her bosom
heaved with his rapt attention. With
each pull, each tug, Misty would clench her teeth and writhe against him. It was a devilish thing to do to tease in
such a manner. William jerked his head
away from her as she struggled to breathe.
William’s eyes shone with the cold,
sylvan glare of a hungry predator as he nibbled her ear and lifted her
skirts. His hands found her core waiting
to be filled.
Misty clenched her thighs as his
hard manhood found her. It took all of
her strength and virtue to not cry out in the deafening forest as each thrust
threatened to burst her apart. She could
do nothing but thrash as ecstasy pushed at her skin, as sheer pleasure stroked
her.
William rocked her steadily as he
gazed at her enchanted face. He watched
her eyes softly swim in complete bliss the more he slid inside. Her pale skin glimmered as a soft sheen of sweat
caressed her snowy breasts. He always
found it difficult to look away, to blind himself to her presence because to be
without her warmth, was to be without the sun. Her breath tickled his neck as her heat
ignited the fire burning in his veins.
Misty dug her fingers into his
brawny back as she tried to gain some semblance of sanity but his thrusting
would not allow her to come up for air.
Instead, she was helpless against him, helpless against the brute force
that made her scream in wild rapture.
Her heart melted into a heap as her molten core erupted with sweet decadence.
Still the man she worshipped
continued sliding inside until he too, found bliss under the swelling willow
tree. The breeze chilled their wet skin
as they lay contentedly on the mossy bed.
In the distance, a fawn squealed
into the dark forest. The wolves howled
in victory as the silvery moon beamed down upon them.
The End
Wow I want a William for Christmas
ReplyDelete:-D I loved the characters of William and Misty so much, that I put them in The Dragon Lords, Book 3 (Coming DEC 2013). They play an important role in helping Isbet find her lover and destroy the dark dragon! William, being a werewolf and Misty being a magical elf, teach Isbet different forms of battle and join her in her quest! :-)
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