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Night Feast........Anew...Daphne
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Night Feast........Anew...Daphne Daphne awoke and looked at the face sleeping near to her and was slightly taken aback. Then she smiled as her slowly awakening mind realized who was in her bed beside her. It was something that had never happened before, so to her it was still a bit foreign. Tracing his face with her eyes, wanting to carefully take in all of his features, to etch them into her mind. Eros had not changed in all the time that she had not seen him. Neither had she but, it was like looking at him after only a day apart. His long black eye lashes that fluttered a little as he dreamed. The way his lips pursed slightly, she smiled wondering what he thought or dreamed to make that happen. Age and time seemed not to have made their mark on him and watching the rise and fall of his chest she just wanted to rub her face and her hands and all of herself on him...allowing her entire body to take in the rugged beauty of this Man. She wanted her body, all her senses to know him, to always know every inch of him. Daphne slipped silently from under the covers and stood beside the bed looking down at this figure that made her who she was and who traveled through time and distance to find her again. He was the same as her, she was made to be like him. She recalled his words that he made her to be with him and for him to love. Yes, she had a girlish crush on him, till that fateful day. Then her hatred for him blinded her to his reasons for doing what he felt compelled to do. She ran from him and all that she knew, never expecting to lay eyes on him again. Crossing to the window she stood outlined in the light and stared out at the city that she called home and wondered what she was to do now. With their combined powers, they tried to fix the library back to how it was supposed to be, and hopefully no one would know that anything out of the realm of ordinary had happened there last night. She had left a phone message letting them know that she was not going to be in today, that she had taken ill. Looking over at his sleeping form she wondered why she did not kill him when he basically knelt at her feet knowing it was surely a possible outcome. But Eros' words rang got through the anger and made her hear those words... "we are the last of our kind". It was as true as she could figure and having not come across any other, she had accepted that she was quite rare. Till he, came back to her. The way he looked at her. The way their bodies fitted together like one whole. His voice reached inside her and made her feel things she had no idea how to describe. His touch, oh man, his touch was electric and made her body come alive and it responded with no help from her. It was like it had been waiting for him. Hugging her arms around herself, she closed her eyes and trembled at the body memories of her surrender to him. Their lovemaking and lustful entanglement had surely made even the god of lust blush and become aroused. Nothing could compare to the heat and the pure raw desire that over took them both. Even now her desire grew as she thought of how he had kissed her and taken her. Her body reacted to her thoughts and her hand slid down her body barely touching, just grazing slowly over the skin making it tingle. Leaning against the wall her breathing quickened slightly and her lips parted as she moistened them with a slow movement of her tongue. Her hand neared her stomach and touched her a little more and pausing only briefly, it dropped suddenly to just above her mound. Moving slowly over to her thigh she sighed softly remembering how his hands had explored her body and pressed deliciously against her flesh coaxing her to moan aloud. The way Eros had taken hold of her thighs and pressing them together in his large hands, only to part them roughly top lay her bare before him like a feast for his pleasure. His soft kisses up the inner thigh to just before her awaiting moist pink lips, was almost to much to bear. His manhood was a sight unto itself. Even flaccid it was impressive. As it jerked to life and engorged with his lust for her, it was breathtaking and most arousing. It was strong, proud and it had one objective and would go about it unhindered, no matter what. To feel it in her hands as it pulsated and jerked with want, she also wanted it and was not going to be denied. Daphne had caressed it with her face feeling it against her cheeks and along her lips, darting her warm pink tongue out making Eros gasp out loud. His hands clenched in her hair guiding her to him. Oh what a feeling of power she had at that moment to be what he wanted and desired and wanting to take him as badly as he wanted to take her for his own. Walking slowly back towards the bed she paused at the foot looking at him. Her own arousal was affecting him as well, as she noticed by the growing tent below his abdomen. She grinned and crawled slowly onto the bed. Careful not to touch him she inched her way up his body straddling his legs with hers and resisting the urge to grind against any part of his body that was available. Taking hold of the sheet that still covered him she pulled gently on it sliding it down. Off of his chest it did creep, revealing a strong sturdy chest, bronze in color. His nipples now erect to the faintest of brushing of the sheet upon them. His stomach rising and falling with each slumbering breath, looked sculpted from pure muscle and awaiting her touch. Further the sheet slid over his hips and the sweet indentation of his thighs. Oh those thighs, how they felt as they pressed against either side of her holding her tightly from escaping his plundering manhood. Daphne moaned softly and caught her breath. She did not want to wake him yet and hoped he hadn't heard her. She tugged a little harder to expose him, his member to her eyes. It awakened as the sheet dragged down its length and jerked a little, like it felt her eyes caress it and her mouth water at it's sight. Sliding her hands up his thighs she lowered her self towards him. Kissing softly his inner thighs and making her way to her prize. Nuzzling against the base of him and delighting in his scent, she licked softly the underlying sacs and took each into her mouth. Forgetting that he may awaken, she was just taken with the feel of his flesh in her mouth. Wrapping her small hand around his throbbing member base she slid her hand slowly up its length. Following it with her mouth, suckling his shaft, she touched each growing inch up to the head. Tracing along the ridge and then encompassing the fleshy part of the helmet she looked up to see a pair of eyes watching her. Grinning up from her prey she murmured softly, "Can Eros come out to play?" ~~for the very patient Bronze ..*rolls eyes*... and all the others that wished this to continue...  Check out Bronzehalo's Eros on [post 594265]  |
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11/16/2006 2:30 pm |
KISS MY A## !!! lol I'll leave a real comment after I read this long awaited story.  Bronzehalo 2007 
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11/16/2006 3:33 pm |
Its a great story...am awaiting the next chapter 
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11/16/2006 7:22 pm |
OH !!! I think we need to hear EROS's side of THIS !!! lmao It's on the way ! Tom Bronzehalo 2007
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Shy...I'm so glad you have decided to continue the story I can't wait to see what Bronze comes up with Pixie
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11/16/2006 10:15 pm |
Shy..another amazing installment..so incredibly erotic.. oh my..is it getting warm in here?
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Shy I simply love your storytelling. Exquisitely written, as always. warm xx
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11/16/2006 11:25 pm |
Thank you SHY, I enjoyed reading this. ~~~Have Condoms, Will Travel~~~  .......Stay Happy, Stay Safe, Stay Well........
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I'm sure you've heard this before but your story is very well written and well thought out. I could never write such a detailed and epic story. Click Here To Read A Hot Erotic Story: When A Woman Meets A Stranger Part 1 of 4
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11/17/2006 6:41 am |
You really should put it all together and talk to a publisher. I mean it!!!! Once again Shy...wonderful!
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Shy you did it again! The way you write, is very gripping indeed. Cheers, Skye   Blessed Be
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