Thirteen: Innocent no more

I was floating not in the water but with the wind. Like I was in the clouds and everything felt so soft. I groaned inwardly, it felt so good up here that I wanted to stay forever. The wind was warm against my face as it whispered a wonderful melody.

I opened my eyes to see if it looked as good as it felt. My eyes stared at the cream coloured ceiling, the walls painted bright burgundy and the canopy bed covered in crisp white sheets. I rolled onto my side and inhaled the faint smell of roses. I was in the master bedroom.

"Krista..."

I bolted upright. I saw Lucian standing by the bed, he was wearing his formal clothes with gold patterns and silver buttons. He looked like a gentleman who was about to visit a lady.

"Lucian. You came!" I wanted to jump right at his arms with joy, but I held myself back.

"I came as soon as I could love.. but my powers are draining. I cannot visit you when you are away."

He looked tired and stressed. Like he was sent to work a full forty-eight hour shift. He sat beside me and touched my cheek.

"You have to find me now.."

"Tell me how. I don't know what to do." I was choking back my sobs.

"I can only stay for awhile. You have to go to the Alpine Forest. There, I will have enough strength to guide you."

I held his hand so he won't remove it from my cheek, I loved his warmth. I stared at him longingly, his blue eyes as beautiful as ever. I mustered enough courage and said, "I love you." It was barely a whisper yet he heard it. "I don't know how but I always thought that I did. Eversince I was girl, when you visited me in my dreams. I have grown to love you Lucian."

"I know. That's why I was drawn to you. Your innocent feelings have broken the barrier that's holding me its prisoner, but not enough for me to get out. I have waited for so long, I want to live again, to laugh again, to run and ride again. To be fully free and happy...with you."

"I'll find you. I will, I promise." I was crying now, loudly.

He brushed my tears away with his lips and drew me close for a tender kiss. It was wonderful, sweet and sensual. Goodness gracious. I've missed him so much, no one else could make me feel this way. Only him could draw out such heat from me and make my head spin with delight.

I returned his kiss and leaned my body against his chest. His arms gathered me in a tight embrace, as if holding me would lengthen the time and he could stay longer. I wrapped my arms behind his neck and ran my fingers on his silky hair. Damn, it felt so good.

Lucian deepend the kiss with such swiftness that took my breath away. He's kissing me like I was the only woman he'd ever loved. As if his dead lover never existed. I wished it was true, that he felt that way for me. I wished I never knew how that woman looked like so I could pretend I was the prettiest woman for him. I wish I was enough for him, my kisses, my embrace and my body.

"Stop... don't think about anything else but me, Krista."

Right, he could read my mind. I almost forgot and pushed away, but he held me still so I closed my thoughts and let him possess my soul. His hands have wondered all over my body, it found the curve of my backside. His right hand lingered on my breasts, he stroked it gently until the tip hardened against my clothes. Sweet heavens, he was so seductive!

He suddenly pulled away to pull off his coat, the silver buttons tugging at his chest. He just tore the material away and I saw his muscled torso. I wanted to reach out and touch him but I realised I was lying on my back, he'd pushed me down the bed and I was too distracted to notice.

Once stripped off of his coat and shirt, he settled himself between my legs. I felt very warm—hot, giddy and excited. This man knew how to seduce a woman beyond any imaginings. I felt his lips on my neck planting light kisses while his hands found my thighs. I had to close my eyes, not being able to hold the deliciousness of it all. I let him wander down and I writhed underneath him. His body felt comfortably heavy on top, the weight didn't push me hard on the bed, instead it teased me to pull him down so we could cut any distance separating us.

"Sweet Krista.. I love how you respond to me. Its a torture not to be able to touch you like this. I wish I could stop myself."

"Don't!"

He stiffened and raised his head, I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Don't you dare stop Lucian. Don't even think about it or I will unman you!" It was a threat but I was smiling.

He returned the smile and hovered over my face, his lips only inches away from mine.

"As you wish m'lady."

His head swopped down and locked me in another heart stopping kiss. This time with such urgency I was beginning to claw at him for more. His hands unbuttoned my shirt and parted the fabric to one side so my breasts lay bared to him. I felt the tips hardened like tiny rocks, his expert fingers pinched and pulled garnering moans from me. Oh dear lord, I'm going to faint if he stops. His hands travelled up and cupped my face so he could control the kiss. My nipples felt painful when he removed his hands from it. So I heaved my chest until it scorched his palms, giving me the warmth that I wanted.

He broke the kiss and began tracing my neckline with his tongue that burned my skin. I feared I'd be feverish. My hands clutched the covers beneath me as his mouth travelled farther down. This is just beyond ecstatic! His mouth replaced his hands and I almost yelped out as his tongue licked my tips, making it wet and hard.

Lucian took his time, he didn't rush like before. He let me enjoy his touches as he pleasured me until I screamed his name. His mouth find mine again and we exchanged another hot searing kiss. I felt him pulled my jeans down until there was just the lacy undies left to cover myself. But I didn't care anymore, I wanted this man in a carnal way that I have not known existed before.

"I will have you now Krista.."

His breath was ragged with intensity, I could tell he was holding back so he won't frighten me away. But oh dear, no one could ever frighten me. Not when Lucian is here, not when everything feels so good.

I let him slip the panties away, not caring where it flew. I parted my legs open for him before he could tell me what to do next, that made him smile. He was staring at my naked body so intently, I should've been ashamed to have a man stare at me with blunt lust. But I did not, I wanted Lucian to look at me, to worship me, to want me.

"Lucian.." I called to him.

"Yes love?"

"Will it...hurt?"

"Oui. But only at first, I'll make sure you'll enjoy this."

I trusted him more than I trusted myself. This was a man who mastered the art of making love, he had been patient and gentle with me. If there will be pain I will welcome them with open arms. I closed my eyes again as he stroke my private part with his finger, it sent shivers down my spine. How can a simple motion drive me nuts? How is he doing that?

"You are wet mi amour, you are ready for me.."

I didn't understood what he meant but I thought it was a good thing. He braced himself on top of me and kissed my trembling lips. Then I felt the first pang of pain, I cried out holding to his shoulders. My body stiffened as it was trying to process what was happening, he was still moving against me. His hips moved in and out in slow expert motions. It hurt still, specially if he thrust deeper. I clung to his shoulders least I collapsed.

"Let go mi amour.."

"Wh..at?" I could hardly talk back, all my attention was focused on the merging of our bodies.

"Let go. It'll be easier, trust me."

And I did, he began to move faster and the pain was gone. I rose my hips to meet every thrust bringing myself higher and higher did I go. His lips buried on my neck, whispering endearments that I could only fathom were spoken in French. His breath was hot against my skin and I loved it. He pinned my hands down so I couldn't scratch his back. But I wanted to touch him back. Then an idea came to me, I wrapped my legs around his waist locking us together.

Lucian shuddered as I brought him down again and again. Our sweat mingled together, falling fast and warm. I cried his name over and over again until I felt myself coming closer. He must've felt it because he only drove faster this time, his hips swayed and thrusted. Then he spilled his seed into me. I just died and saw the heaven's gate open.

I must've dozed off but not for long. I felt Lucian moving away from the bed, I pulled his shoulder so he won't leave me.

"Its time for me to go love.."

"Please.." Oh god, I never begged any man before. But if he leave now I would certainly die. "Don't leave me."

He planted a soft kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes so I could stop the tears from running down.

"I'll always be with you. For now, I must go."

He stood and I sat up, he can't just walk away right? After what we just shared?

"Lucian.."

"Remember what I said Krista. Alpine forest, go tonight. I'll find you."

And then he was gone, like a mist disappearing after the wind blew. He didn't even looked back, just like that. Gone again. My vision blurred and I collapsed back to the bed. This man will be the death of me, if I continue to love him there will be nothing left for myself.

15 minutes later

"I checked her pulse, its normal. Just passed out."

"I'm worried Tristane, its been quite sometime. Should we do something?"

I heard voices, men's voices. I recognised Louie's and Tristane's, they sounded worried. I wonder what's going on. I opened my eyes slowly, the lids felt heavy but I managed. I saw Tristane's hand holding mine.

"Tristane?"

He turned his head and smiled, "Krista," he kissed my forehead, "I was worried sick. Are you alright?"

"I'm.. fine. Just tired I guess."

"We found you unconcious, Tristane called me as soon as you passed out." Louie came to sit by the foot of the bed.

"Thanks. I uh, don't remember much, I'm sorry."

"That's alright. I'll make you some porridge so you can rest, okay?" Louie can cook well, so I know I'd have some appetite.

"Thanks guys."

The men left my room and Oggy came up to my side. He whined and licked my face, such a worrisome dog you are. I scratched his ears and let him up on the bed.

I lied about not remembering what happened, it was all too clear even now. But if I tell them that the Baron calls to me and gives me visions, would they believe it? I wasn't a psychic type so it won't explain why his ghost would contact me at all. But recalling what we just shared I began to blush, I've given him my innocence. I tried to sit up and examined my body, my clothes are on, the buttons closed, my jeans zipped up. But I felt the moisture between my legs as it slid down, warming me once again. It doesn't matter if we did it in my dream, what matters is it was all true.

Determined to solve this mystery, I pulled out my laptop and searched the map of the Alpine Forest. He gave me a clue this time and I'd better make use of it. Tonight at seven, I will go.