The Choice"( MF MFF fant mc )[1/1]

Lying in bed, underneath the silken sheets, the woman looked over at her 
man as he slept beside her.  Instead of sleeping close against him, silvery 
eyes studied him silently.  Her hand lifted once, fingers reaching towards 
his hair, then withdrew as he turned slightly towards her with a muttered, 
"Oh yes..."

     The watching eyes closed for a moment as the woman sighed softly, 
remembering how he had come back from a walk out in the valley earlier in 
the day.  He had rushed into the inner cavern and without a word went to 
her as she stood up, his hands moving to tear the clothes from her body, 
then pulling her tight to him in the way she remembered from their early 
passionate days together. 

     Her mind didn't register the scent of an unfamiliar incense on him 
until she was lying beneath him on the rug, his powerful, thrusting motions 
filling her over and over with his hard flesh as his hands held her breasts 
up, almost bruisingly to his chest.  She just had time to think, "Where was 
he?" before her body tensed, her smooth legs lifting to wrap hard around 
his waist as her climax ripped through her, shattering further thought.  
Vaguely she felt his teeth at her shoulder as he drove deep once more, then 
cried out against her skin, his body trembling during his own powerful 
release as it lay above her. 

     Only afterwards, with him sleeping restlessly next to her in the bed 
where they'd moved to and spent another long hour in pleasure, did the 
scent return to her, barely discernible beneath the musk of the previous 
lovemaking.  Turning towards him, the satisfied expression slowly turned 
concerned, then shocked as she heard her name from his mouth, "Rashena," 
and then, "I'm sorry."  Her lips parted to respond before realizing he was 
still asleep. 

     Since then, she had listened to a variety of mutterings, more 
apologies, but also words and sounds of desire and pleasure. Wanting to 
believe that his dreams were of her, the lingering scent of incense and 
those apologies told her heart otherwise.  And so through the night, she 
watched his face in silence, hardly blinking and never close to sleeping.  

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He awoke slowly, the images of pale, smooth skin rising and falling above 
him, black hair falling around his face as he looked up into equally dark 
eyes that seemed to pull the feelings of intense desire, pleasure and lust 
from him.  Then there was the feeling of denied release filling his mind as 
he finally awoke fully.  Turning on his side, his hand reached across 
towards Rashena and on not finding her, his eyes opened, searching until 
they spotted her in a chair next to the bed. 

     Stretching out on the bed as he regarded her, he murmured, "You'll 
never believe the dreams I had last night..." then frowned as he took in 
her intense stare, the storminess of her eyes making them more grey than 
silvery and the tiredness in her face. 

     Confusion flickered in those eyes for a moment and then she asked, 
"Dreams?  What were they, Eleron?" in a clipped and flat tone so unlike her 
usual langorous one when she talked to him. 

     As he began to answer her, one of her hands slipped up to finger the 
silver hand that hung at her throat from the necklace.   Knowing that by 
this she could sense if someone was telling the truth, one of the 
talisman's many functions, he kept his face calm although inwardly he began 
to wonder why she was so concerned about this dream and why she would think 
he was lying. 

     Eleron told the details of the dream to her, as much as he could 
remember, how he found himself following a strange woman, with almost white 
skin, flowing black hair and dark eyes through incense filled rooms and 
then into a garden.  The scent of the incense and flowers seemed to drain 
him of questions as he was asked to sit on a bench while the woman talked 
softly, hypnotically to him of desire and need until the barely heard sound 
of her voice was all that he was aware of. 

     The coldness in his woman's eyes thawed slowly to a more thoughtful 
expression as he continued the relating, how the unknown woman moved to 
stand in front of him, her hands moving to unfasten her robe and letting it 
drop down, revealing her body to him as his eyes followed the robe down.  
The words she spoke afterwards, Eleron couldn't remember except that they 
stoked the rising desire in him, as did her fingers as they slipped down 
over her breasts, flicking at the nipples which hardened quickly. 

     Once those fingers drifted down between her thighs, he was unable to 
think of anything besides being inside her.  Finally, her teasing finished, 
the raven haired woman took him on the bench, images and remembrances 
blurred except for the wildness of the mating, finishing with tasting her 
between her legs making her come again.  Afterwards, she left him and sent 
him away.  Finishing the recounting, Eleron watched his woman's face 
carefully. 

     Rashena removed her hand from the necklace and sighed softly, "Love, 
it wasn't a dream." and when he opened his mouth to protest, she said, "I 
smelled the incense you spoke of last night." 

     "That can't be..." he said, trailing off as he looked at her, 
confusion filling his eyes as she continued. 

     "How long were you in the valley, love?" she asked him. 

     "Only an hour or so, I decided to come home earlier than usual." he 
replied. 

     She shook her head, "No.  You came back five hours after you left." 
and watched as his face registered how the information stunned him. 

     Sitting up, he wrapped his arms around his knees as he said, "It was 
only a..." then trailed off with an almost sick expression on his face. 
"She said I would come to her again if she called," he said, looking up at 
Rashena;  and the two just looked at each other, unspeaking for a long 
time. 

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A few days later, she woke to the feel of him shifting on the bed next to 
her, then felt him swinging his legs off the side to stand.  Sleepily, she 
turned over with a murmur, "Love?" and opened her eyes to see him walking 
towards the door without acknowledging her query. "Eleron?" she said again, 
as she began to get out of the bed with her lips beginning to frame a 
concerned frown.  Following him out of the room, reaching out to take his 
shoulder with her hand, she froze as she saw something in her lair that 
wasn't supposed to be there.     

     Pure black, almost soaking up the light of the dying fire in the 
hearth, a door-sized portal of some kind stood in the center of the room.  
Eleron walked straight towards it, and before she could reach him to pull 
him back, he had stepped through and vanished.  Without thinking, she 
stepped through quickly and found herself somewhere else. 

     The garden was cool, stars shining down from the velvet black sky.  
Pure white and black flowers were scattered throughout the pleasantly humid 
garden.  So caught in her disorientation, she was shocked at the low 
chuckle she heard, and then the husky voice saying, "It appears I've 
received more than I expected.  So much the better." 

     Turning quickly, Rashena saw Eleron standing quietly in front of a 
tall, striking woman.  Like the flowers, she at first seemed an impression 
only of stark white against black.  Once the initial shock was over, 
Rashena could see more clearly the smooth white skin of the woman's face 
and limbs.  The hair that cascaded down her shoulders and back was pure 
black, matching the color of her eyes and the loose robe she was wearing.  
The only splash of color in the woman was her mouth;  full, red lips that 
were turned up in a satisfied smirk as she walked past Eleron, seemingly 
ignoring him until one hand lifted, brushing slender fingers against his 
shoulder. 

     This simple motion recalled for Rashena what Eleron had related to her 
a few days ago and only with effort did she manage to stay still and keep 
her hands from clenching.  Something in her eyes betrayed her though as the 
other woman tilted her head with another chuckle. "So you're his mate?" she 
said as she walked closer, letting her eyes travel over Rashena's body.  
With a shock, Rashena realized she was naked, not even having thought to 
throw her robe on.  

     The frank appraisal brought a slight flush to her face, but she 
managed to stay still as she asked the approaching woman, "What do you 
want?" 

     Even though the raven haired woman laugh again, none of it reached her 
eyes which bore into Rashena's.  "Why, nothing at all. Except pleasure.  
And your man brought me a great deal of it recently," she said, tongue 
flicking out to lick her lips as she stopped a few feet away. 

     Rashena could feel her whole body stiffen with the desire to attack 
the other woman but managed to instead say with much more confidence than 
she felt, "If you touch him again, you will die." 

     Instead of the anger she expected to see in the other woman, she got a 
slow, smirking smile.  "Oh I will?  By your hand?" and she turned again, 
walking back towards Eleron.  Rashena tried to go after her but found she 
was frozen in place, and could only watch with anger and sickness as the 
woman trailed one hand slowly down Eleron's chest, causing him to moan 
slightly. 

     "Bitch.." she hissed, "What have you done to him?" 

     Pausing her hand on the muscles of Eleron's lower belly, just above 
the rising hardness, the woman looked over her shoulder at Rashena, "I've 
done nothing at all, except make him think this is a dream, a very pleasant 
one." 

     Rashena tried to break the invisible bonds again as she saw the 
slender fingers glide downwards over her mate's hardened flesh in a light 
touch and heard the answering gasp of pleasure escape his mouth.  Realizing 
she would be unable to escape, she managed to keep her voice even, although 
she was trembling inside, "I'll give you anything you want if you leave him 
be." 

     Curling fingers closed around Eleron's shaft, thumb idly caressing as 
the woman smiled again, slowly.  "Oh, I don't think so.  I want this inside 
me, you see.  And it will be, very soon.  But I have an offer for you."  
Before Rashena could respond, the woman continued, "I want you to stay, and 
let yourself be caught in the same spell he is.  I won't place it on you 
unless you ask."  She licked her lips again slowly, "I promise you, you'll 
enjoy it." 

     Rashena would have been frozen in place even without the bonds, and 
finally managed to get out, "What makes you think I would agree to that?" 

     The woman's face hardened slightly, "Because, if you do not, I will 
send you back to your home, and keep Eleron here until I tire of him." Then 
she added, with a low chuckle, "And I doubt I will grow tired of him in 
your lifetime.  You do not know where this is, and no one has ever found it 
unless I let them.  It is your choice." 

     Once more, Rashena tried to sound sure of herself, "I have people all 
over this world.  I can find you and when I..." and cut off at the laugh 
that came from the woman, her heart freezing at the next words that came 
from her. 

     "What makes you think you're even still on the world you came from?  
Even if you were, would you take the chance of leaving him to me, for 
however short a time?" and she gave a slight, hard tug with her hand, 
causing another gasp from Eleron, not of pleasure this time, but of 
discomfort.  "If I wanted, I could erase all memory of you from his mind in 
an instant, so even if you found him again, he would be completely devoted 
to me and not even remember you."  Her expression turned cold, "Oh.. One 
more thing.  Before sending you home if you decline my offer, I will take 
him in front of you, and the last you will see and hear of him is his face 
as he comes inside me, calling out my name."  Her voice turned pleasant 
again, as if having been talking to an old friend, "Choose now." 

     Rashena's mind was spinning, unable to form any clear thoughts except 
the fear of never seeing Eleron again.  Almost without thought she 
whispered, "I'll do it.  I'll accept the spell." 

     She saw the other woman's lips part almost in slow motion, moistened 
by another flick of her tongue, and then felt the bonds around her release.  
At the same time, everything changed.  She was still in the same place, but 
she wondered how she could have felt fearful and angry towards this woman.  
She promised a night of pleasure that she could share with her mate.  Her 
eyes watched the woman slip the robe from her shoulders, revealing her 
smooth skin as the black fabric fell free and pooled at her feet.  
Rashena's eyes traveled down over the woman's body,  the hourglass curves 
highlighted by rose colored nipples cresting generous breasts, and hips 
that flared out pleasingly into long, lightly muscled legs. 

     "Who are you?" she asked the woman, feeling herself becoming 
unexpectedly aroused since she'd never looked at another woman in this way. 

     The woman walked over towards her again, her hand staying on Eleron's 
turgid length, urging him to follow.  She stopped close enough for Rashena 
to feel the heat of her body, but not quite touching.  "You can call me 
Corina." she murmured as she leaned towards Rashena, breath brushing her 
mouth teasingly, just before Corina's lips met Rashena's. 

     All thought vanished in the next few hours of tangles of limbs and 
bodies, pleasure and lust.  Again, Corina sated herself, casually 
dismissing Rashena and Eleron with a "You will come when I call for you 
again." 

     Back in their lair again, the unfulfilled desire was quenched in each 
other's passion, and lying together on the bed, bodies entwined, Rashena 
lazily asked her lover, "When do you think she'll call us again?"