Highlands of Scotland February 14, 2004 Wynter Donal eyes flew open as her blankets were pulled off of her. She started to reach for the dirk she had hidden under the pillow she didn’t sleep on. Only to find it missing and at the same time she heard a chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. Then heat started to pool between her legs. Her frightened gaze flew to look at the source of the chuckle. Her eyes landed upon the very man – no vampire! – she was fighting. Ryder Xerxes, the King of the evil vampires. She pulled herself up into a sitting position before backing up into the carved headboard of her bed. “What do you want and why did you take my dirk?” she demanded before he set the dirk on the bedside table. As he climbed onto the bed she started to move away but the look in his black eyes stopped her. “I mean you no harm,” he all but purred as he reached to stroke her red hair with his right hand. He knew she was confused and frightened for at the moment they were enemies. Yet he knew they, him and her as a couple, weren’t meant to be enemies. No they were meant to be so much more. Lovers for one; everything else was to come later. “I’ll scream if you do anything more or come any closer,” she threatened as she grabbed his wrist to stop him from stroking her hair. As soon as her skin touched his, she knew that was a big mistake. It seemed as though lightening shot through her from where her palm touched his wrist. The feeling went throughout her body making her come alive. Her heather colored eyes widened in shock just before he jerked back. Yet a moment later, he had her pressed against the mattress and as he pressed her arms above her head he murmured against her ear, “You won’t scream and you know it. Not now at least but in a little while. Only it won’t be to call warriors in here. You’ll be screaming because the desire Ankara escort I invoke in your mind and your womb.” Her body involuntarily shuddered with anticipation as she let out a shaky breath. Ryder shifts her arms so that he was holding her wrists with one hand. Then he took his other hand and took a hold of her chin to guide her lips to the target. He felt her stop breathing as their lips touched. Instinctively he reached with his mind to hers and blocked her from communicating with anyone but him. It took her a moment to realize that he’d expected her to call out for help mentally. Fury swept through her as before she began to try to break free of his grip. Before she knew it he’d not only trapped her arms with one hand but also her legs with his own. She then noticed that her womb was clenching almost in anticipation of his cock. Tentatively, she glanced up into his black eyes and saw they were laced with scarlet and desire. Air came and went from her lungs in short bursts without her volition. Closing her eyes, she knew that the only way to survive this ordeal was to succumb to the passion rising within. He leaned close to her ear and nibbled it lightly as she felt her sweet nectar begin to drip. He then took the tip of his tongue and lightly tickled the delicate whorl of her ear before whispering huskily, “I am going to get off you and allow you to take your nightgown off. Now no screaming or I take you from this place and take you as my bride before it is time. Understood, mon amour?” She nodded as she started to pull the nightgown over her head when his voice stopped her. “No, unbutton it slowly.” Her eyes widened at the way he all but bit out the words. She could tell he was shaking slightly from his desire for her. She tentatively climbed off the bed and with a flick of her hair Ankara escort bayan she looked down and forced herself to concentrate on the buttons. All the while she knew he was lounging on her bed watching her with a look of sheer desire. He started rubbing his cock through his pants in anticipation and wanting her body being bare for him, and just him. He wanted to just rip off the nightgown but he had to show her who was in control in the bedroom. He waited two years for this and he wanted to make it the best for her. He knew she wasn’t a virgin for she was of late intimate with her former bodyguard, Liam. He knew every time they fucked for he felt what she felt. Though it wasn’t as strong as what she was starting to feel now. She didn’t like the way he was staring at her. As if she was his to possess. “You are mine to posses. Don’t ever think otherwise. That’s what the prophecy says. But what wasn’t expected was how strong the desire between us is. You can feel it. Just reach with your mind to mine and you will feel and see how strong my desire for you is. How badly I want my cock buried deep in your warm honeyed core.” “Your reading my mind aren’t you?” she murmured as she dropped her nightgown and gripped the edge of her bed as liquid ran down her leg from her womanhood. She had a hard time catching her breath before he held out his hand to assist her on to the bed. Mentally shrugging she accepted his hand for Wynter knew that she couldn’t make it on her bed herself. Once on the bed she allowed him to lie her down on one of her pillows. Inwardly she smiled because he thought of her comfort before pleasure unlike Liam. Maybe things won’t be that bad, she thought before mentally shaking herself, STOP! He’s the enemy. You know the only way to survive this is to give in. Just give in but Escort Ankara don’t fool yourself into thinking he’ll come and date you. There is a WAR going on, Wynter. Always remember that. He smiled as he caught her thoughts. If he could he would court her. But she was right there was a war going on. But that didn’t stop him from his mission this night. He reached and lightly began to knead her breast before softly pinching her nipple. Her breath was so ragged and she didn’t understand why she was so close to having an orgasm when all he was doing was touching her breast. She threw her head back against the pillow and was about to let out a scream of passion when his hand came over her mouth stopping the scream in her throat. Opening her eyes she silently questioned him. A smile came briefly to his eyes before he murmured huskily, “As much as I’d like for you to scream your pleasure. I do not want your guards to come rushing in thinking you are being murdered. They also know that Liam is out on patrol and not in here and yes I was reading your mind I can’t help it. No I can’t always read your mind.” She knew then that he didn’t know that help wouldn’t come because of the magik surrounding her room to give her privacy. Just to humor him she lifted her head she looked to the headboard and saw her small decorative pillow. Reaching she grabbed it and put it over her face. She felt him kiss her belly. Then he outlined the outside of her belly button with the tip of his tongue. She let out a quiet giggle because she was ticklish. She felt him smile against her belly before he railed kisses down further toward her core. As he trailed the kisses down her succulent body he ran his hands up and down her thighs. He knew she felt self-conscious about her body because she wasn’t skinny but she wasn’t fat either. As he breathed in her arousal he thought to himself that she was pleasantly plump with the most wonderful curves he’d seen on any woman in all his years. As soon as his tongue touched her smooth core, she opened her mouth and silently screamed; but at the same time she reached for Ryder’s mind and screamed her pleasure.