Her fingers pawed at his arms on either side of her. He was pounding into her with passions she forgot existed. Her eyelids felt heavy and she swelled inside, a volcano of emotional turmoil mixed with passion so profound it hurt her heart.
“Pilan, let me feel you, let me feel your seed,” Cheera almost begged to fulfill this need in her.
“After you, Cheera, merge with me, Cheera. It is all right to free your spirit with me. Be free, be free…”
Cheera arched her neck back and let herself be free. Over and over she let her body spasm and shake. Every nerve was tense, straining as he reared up, and the air rumbled with intensity. When Pilan erupted, Cheera could feel the hot bursts inside her pussy. His groans echoed in her head, reminding her of the sounds of pleasure a man made when satisfied.
Like a blanket, Pilan rested over her.
A cover of heat and flesh she had longed for so badly that she summoned him to provide it. She was content, she was free—she could finally move on.
Pilan dissipated into the fires and Cheera drifted to sleep, sore yet relaxed all at once.
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Alyson sat motionless in her chair. He released her hand and she swallowed, blinking a few times. A tear trickled down her cheek to her lip and she wiped it away with her shaking hand then turned to him. “My God, I was there. I felt what she felt. She was in such agony, such unbearable pain until it all washed away. And the sex…fuckin’ A. Wow. So this is what you did every night?”
“No, just when they beckoned me.” He sat at ease in the chair, the dim light reflecting from the leather pants. “But to be truly honest, it was sex in its purest form. And I longed for more.”
Alyson grabbed her notepad from the side of her chair and jotted down a few notes and a thought crossed her mind. I think I’d have kept him busy every night or at least every other night.
“Whatever happened to Cheera? Did she ever find another mate? We women must know these things.” Alyson knew she needed to catch her breath.
“Cheera was captured during a raid and taken to a nearby town. She was sold as a nanny to a widowed, rich white man. Her love for children and the ease with which she learned the English language helped her. The white man soon realized the angel he had in his presence and they fell in love and married. She was truly happy.”
Alyson breathed in heavily and her entire being became aroused. “Good Lord, what is that scent?” It was a mixture of chocolate and something more primal, like the scent of passion. She couldn’t place it but it was familiar, and it was turning her on immensely.
“When I’m aroused I secrete something through my perspiration. It’s a form of aphrodisiac. I think it may have something to do with my animal side.”
“Mmm.” She moaned under her breath. “Smells tasty. Find a way to bottle that and you’ll be rich. Where were we? Oh yes…” Alyson shook her head to clear it and brought herself back to why she was there. “If you’re a spirit and not real, why did I see you with Claudia? How can I see you now?”
“I can be corporeal if I want to be. I can either invade someone during a dream state or be seen as a regular person. In crowds I blend in easier.” He paused, as if he were thinking.
Alyson looked up from taking notes and watched as his body slowly began to vanish before her. The hair on the back of her neck rose and a tingle crept up her spine. Then he spoke and she could hear him as clearly as if he were in front of her.
“I prefer the dreams but talking to a woman like this has its advantages too.”
Alyson felt hands resting on her shoulders from behind. A slow massage eased the tensions of the day away. “Oh fuck. You’re good at this.” Her nipples became erect as the signs of her own arousal showed through. The flesh between her thighs, already moist, throbbed in yet another symbol of readiness. She closed her eyes and became engrossed in the soothing motions of the massage.
Suddenly everything stopped and she opened her eyes to see him sitting across from her again. “Umm…whew, uh, do you prefer invading dreams or being human?”
He considered her question.
Alyson stared at his legs.
Those tree-trunk legs with a branch between them that she found herself wanting more and more as each moment passed.
“I’d have to say reality. There is no greater feeling than two bodies meshing together in passion. But dreams have their own benefits. There are no boundaries in dreams. Even though I’m in someone’s dream, I’m still fucking them. Nobody can hide inside a fantasy when they are part of it. And I’ve been in dreams that have me cross over to reality then back out of it. Those are the ones that are the most engrossing and powerful.” He rested his hand between his legs, daring Alyson not to look.
She set her pad down again and asked, “Uh…what do you mean ‘cross over then back’?” She hoped he would show her again. A wicked smile spread across her mouth as he took her hand once more.
~~~*~~~
Teri
Teri lay in the hot bath, the water surrounding her with a blanket of wet warmth. Her eyes were heavy, weighted by a long day of stress. Her hands brushed across her skin, washing away the aches. But one ache couldn’t be washed away. This one needed to be brought to completion by her.
Taking a deep breath, she completely submerged herself in the water. There was silence, there was peace, and she slowly began to relax. Her body rose from the water and she arched upward, catching a breath. The water sprayed from her lips while she wiped the droplets from her face.