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Copyright © July 2010, Charisma Knight
Cover art by Anastasia Rabiyah © July 2010
This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this novel are fictitious or used fictitiously. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.
ISBN: 978-1-936279-38-8
Amira Press, LLC
Charlotte, NC USA
My Serbian Wolf
Charisma Knight
When love is strong enough between two souls, it transcends through the layers of time.
Zena Vuk and Niko, Serbian wolf shifters, share a strong bond that has endured throughout many centuries, and even the curse of Tsar Uros Hrebeljanovic, successor to Prince Banovic Nemanjic cannot keep them apart.
Serbia, 1389
As the shifters romped through the snow, Niko knew there was a subject he must broach with his mate. Time was no longer on his side, and it was on this night that Zena Vuk would discover the horrid truth of her soul mate's fate. Returning to the safety of their small castle, nestled deep within the forest, his thoughts ran rampant through his mind. This was to be their last evening together. Why he waited so long to tell Zena Vuk was beyond his knowledge. Perhaps, in a way he was protecting her, and in the process, not acknowledging the inevitable.
Although pain and regret ate at his heart, it would destroy him even more to allow danger to the three youngest members of his tribe...
Niko's eyes absorbed the beauty of their home. A light blanket of snow decorated the forest floor and tree limbs. Beautiful snow capped mountains adorned the Serbian landscape, and a breath escaped Niko, filling him with dread. Such a shame he would spend all eternity here without the presence of his mate, and in human form. His chest tightened and his heart pounded. He watched as his breath lingered before his face. Inhaling, he enjoyed the crisp cold air as it entered his nostrils. The sleek form of the black wolf sauntered past him, alerting him to her arousal. She sniffed and snorted as she buried her snout into the snow in a playful manner.
Niko and Zena Vuk shifted from animal to human form without effort and gazed into one another's eyes. Her body trembled and she longed for his touch. As hard as he tried, he knew he could not protect her feelings from the sudden change that was about to take place.
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"I have not been honest with you, Zena Vuk, my queen." Niko stroked his index finger against the softness of his mate's honey-colored skin. With a sigh, he glanced down at the snow, tightening his jaw.
"Why would you say such a thing?" The look within Zena Vuk's eyes told him she was bracing herself for what he was about to say. He watched her exhale as she folded her arms against the softness of her breasts.
"Long ago, I swore an oath to Prince Nemanjic, master of all Nemanjic wolf tribes that our clan would engage in battle to defend our country against invasion from the Ottoman Empire.
Zena Vuk chuckled as she reached up and touched her mate's cheek.
"This is no secret to me." She smiled lovingly at Niko and wrapped her arms around her warrior wolf. Niko had such a way of over exaggerating at times.
"The war ended in June. What more do they require from us? It was a misfortune for our side to have lost. Even so, you fought with honor!"
Niko held his head in shame. "I did not tell you about Prince Nemanjic's predecessor, Tsar Uros Hrebeljanovic, who threatened to curse those who did not assist him against the Turks. I also did not share with you about the lack of participation of three members within our clan."
Zena Vuk shook her head, not wanting to acknowledge that members of their tribe had shrugged their warrior responsibilities. She shuddered at Niko's words. "A curse?" Her eyes widened in disbelief as she placed a hand upon Niko's. Disbelief flooded her mind and bile formed in the back of her throat at the word "curse" that seemed to vibrate deep within the recesses of her mind. "Tell me of this curse." She clenched her teeth together as her temper flared, and looked her mate in the eyes.
"Our tribe as we know it will cease to exist if I do not assume responsibility for their actions. I am proud to sacrifice myself and will do what I must to preserve our future."
"Then let us leave this place and go to my homeland in Egypt." Zena Vuk's chest tightened and her heart pounded against her ribcage at the thought of Hrebeljanovic's curse and Niko making the grand sacrifice. "Why would he turn on us, and how do we know he possesses the power to carry this curse forward?
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"Ah, Zena Vuk, how young you are, my Nubian beauty. I cannot run from the task at hand. How will it look if a leader shirks his responsibilities?
Would you really want me to dishonor myself, and tarnish the memory of Prince Nemanjic? Furthermore, I cannot allow the demise of our three youngest tribe members. They are---special, you see."
Zena Vuk gritted her teeth, knowing Niko was not being honest with her in some matters. Her stomach churned as instinct warned her about his lack of truth.
As she folded her arms against her breast and eased herself away from him, Niko reached for her. She didn't want to feel his touch. That would tear her heart to pieces. Feeling defeated, she peered at the Serbian landscape. She took in the beauty of the moon and how the light made the blanket of snow on the ground glitter like millions of diamonds.
Her head pounded from the stress and her heart ached when she contemplated her life without Niko. She inhaled the brisk winter air. Her mate moved toward her, and the desire to choke back tears overwhelmed her. She bit her lip hard until it bled. A howl slipped past her lips as she peered at the moonlit landscape through tear-filled eyes.
"Answer me, woman!"
Zena Vuk frowned as she observed the muscles in her mate's jaw twitch.
Niko's temper was rising. She could have sworn she felt waves of heat roll off his body and onto her.
"Why are you dishonest?" Zena Vuk wanted to destroy something. She gazed around the humble area where she and Niko had enjoyed countless evenings of love making. Nausea set in and her heart ached. She wanted to be angry at him, but for some unknown reason, she could not.
"Listen to me." Niko's voice was stern, causing her to shudder.
"Hrebeljanovic is a powerful warlock who can magnify our suffering a thousand times over. I assure you, it can be a fate worse than death." She frowned and averted her eyes from Niko's only to have him gently grasp her by the chin so he could stare into her eyes again. "Don't avert your gaze from me when I speak of such matters. The safety of our tribe is established, as long as I commit to this."
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Slouching her shoulders, she leaned against the hard body of her mate.
Tears brimmed within her eyes and spilled over, flowing like a river and cascading down her cheeks. Her mind made an effort to wrap itself around the situation at hand. A brief glimpse into the not too distant future assured her loneliness awaited, and there was nothing she could do to prevent that.
"What is this sentence?" She frowned, fighting the urge to cry out in heartache.
The warrior shifter exhaled and flashed his mate a most intense look, causing her heart to drop. Whatever news he was about to deliver was not good. "I must exist as a human and then I'm to be banished from this world and into another if I do not relinquish the young ones to him.
"Hrebeljanovic believes, since we are wolf shifters, we should have triumphed over the Ottoman Empire. He neglects to remember our prince's code of refraining from using our shifter form during the heat of battle, and that we are a peace loving tribe. We were forced into a war we did not want.
Hrebeljanovic also believes if our three tribe members had fought in the war as they were supposed to, we would have been triumphant. What he fails to acknowledge is the fact that Prince Nemanjic was a man of honor and fairness, teaching shifters not to use their powers against humans.
Hrebeljanovic is just the opposite, and is a mad man."
Fury consumed Zena Vuk and she cursed Hrebeljanovic. "The bastard!"
Her emotions were out of control.
"Zena Vuk! Watch your tongue, woman!" Niko's nose wrinkled as he bared teeth.
"No, Niko! This is wrong! Truth be told, I have never understood the Nemanjic code! Curse the prince for his weakness and Hrebeljanovic for his cruelty!" She barely flinched as Niko grabbed her by the shoulders, gently shaking her.
"You could not possibly understand. Rules have been set in place, and---"
"The ability to use being a shifter to your advantage on the battlefield would have given us an advantage over the Turks! Why would Prince Nemanjic ask you to enforce such a code?"
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Zena Vuk felt the heat of Niko's gaze emanating from his eyes as his grip tightened around her arms. With a sigh, he released her. "Prince Nemanjic was a Nemanjic Saint who had given wolf shifters their power of the moon.
Nemanjic Shifters were taught to restrain their bloodlust and to fight with honor. How can you not understand this?"
"Because the rulers are, and probably will always be, insensitive men, caring of their wants and needs only! I refuse to accept this!" Zena Vuk's words ended with a growl, frustrating Niko further.
"Watch your tongue! You tread on thin ice where Nemanjic is considered. Everything must take its course, and we shall be triumphant in the end. You will see." Niko crossed his arms behind his back and lowered his gaze to the snow covered forest floor. Exhaling, he glanced over to his mate who could no longer contain her tears.
"How long must you be away from me? You leaving me, your tribe, is a cruel and unusual punishment, don't you think?" Her voice was shaky and low. "I know you are the leader, but you must not pay for the sins of those who deserted you in time of need. Niko, I beg of you, is there any other way?" Zena Vuk's world was crumbling before her eyes. It was a harsh punishment for herself and her mate. No one had the right to take the love of her life away. She turned to look at Niko.
"It is unavoidable." Niko's gaze was stern. "We may never see one another again, at least, not in this life." The warrior shifter ran his fingers through his hair and cursed. "My hands are bound, can't you see?"
It was apparent to her that he was just as tormented about the situation as she was, especially as she gazed into his eyes. Otherwise, it appeared as though he did not care due to the way his squared jaw set.
"Is it fair for me to spend an eternity without you by my side?"
Selfishness reared its ugly head, but she did not care. She was determined to fight for her mate. However, his words only disintegrated any boldness she may have summoned.
"Is it fair of me to allow this curse to destroy our entire tribe? I must pay for their actions, ljubavnica, and there is to be no rebuttal from you. This, you cannot interfere in, I assure you. It will take many lifetimes to right the 5
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wrongdoing of those within our tribe." Niko lowered his gaze and his dark eyebrows knitted together. He was withholding information.
"Many lifetimes? What will I do without you?" Dread flooded every cell within her body. Life with Niko was all she had known since her departure from her Egyptian home.
"You must be strong and know, one day, we shall be together again.
Have faith as I do, my sweet Zena Vuk." Niko reached for her hand, guiding it to his lips. Eyes full of love, he kissed the back of it, sending a bolt of lightning through her core.
"Niko, I think---"
"This discussion ends now!" The man's eyes shone a deep yellow, and his canines eased through his gums. Zena Vuk flinched because she knew of harsh penalties that were set in place for any member of the tribe to challenge the alpha wolf. She'd pressed her luck more than any female shifter dared to, but alas, that was the beauty Niko admired within her. She was strong-willed and stubborn.
"I will not warn you again to still your tongue. Defy me once more, and you shall feel the wrath of my temper!"
ZenaVuk stifled her emotions to appear strong within the eyes of her mate. The matter was completely out of her control. She would have to accept things as they were. A mixture of sadness and rage ate at her heart, and she bowed her head as Niko pulled her close to his chest.
"You must understand that, for now, this is what I need to do. I cannot tell you more than that. It will take time, but the true nature of my task will be revealed to you in another time, another life..."
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Maryland, 2010
For some reason, Rebecca Johnson's journey to Niko's realm was much different than other visits. Sleep did not claim her the way it usually did.
Lying awake for hours on end, she tossed and turned, contemplating another heated tryst with her ancient alpha wolf. After an hour of restlessness, she peered at the alarm clock once more, discovering it was just a little after midnight. Impatience consumed her, and she buried her face in the goose down pillow.
"What the hell do I have to do to get some sleep around here? Count some damned sheep?" After some time, sleep enveloped her like a soft veil.
Something jarred Rebecca from the sweet abyss of a dream. Perhaps it was a chill, or even a ghost. Uneasiness settled over her like an uncomfortable wet blanket until she gained her bearings. Once fully awake, she discovered she was no longer in her own home, but Niko's realm.
Smiling, Rebecca inhaled the rich, masculine scent of her mate. Her body ached for him, and she wondered where he had ventured off to. The large, four-post bed on which she lay made her feel as though it would swallow her up at any given moment. She turned over on her side, allowing a gasp to escape her lips as the large black and silver fur tickled her sensitive skin. She grimaced as she gazed at the oval shaped window etched within the gray stone walls. The harsh Serbian elements caused her to shudder. She wrapped the furs around her body as a cold breeze seeped into the room, chilling her to the bone.
Tempted to glimpse out the window, Rebecca gathered the furs around her body and tiptoed across the cold dirt floor of the castle. As always, the sight that lay before her was breathtaking. She marveled at the beautiful snow capped mountains cleverly set against a beautiful sunset. A blanket of snow 7
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covered the ground and trees, sparkling within the light of the brilliant sun.
To her, the scene resembled an oil painting, only this was created from The Almighty, Himself. Peace of mind presented itself to her as she recalled a distant memory of admiring the beauty of a scene such as this many lifetimes ago.
Clutching the bed furs close, Rebecca shivered as she returned to the warmth of the bed. The cold air hardened her chocolate nipples, causing the silk to feel harsh against them. Candles adorned the room, and the cold air caused the flames to sway in a smooth, fluid motion in such a strange, hypnotizing way. It was no secret. Once again, she'd been thrust into an alternate reality.
A growl made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. Chills skittered down her spine, causing goose bumps to erupt over her flesh. The bed sat adjacent to the entrance of the room, and within the doorframe, she caught a glimpse of Niko's large silhouette. From what she could see, his eyes appeared to be silver, or perhaps the candlelight played tricks upon her eyes.
Seeking more warmth, Rebecca tucked the furs closer to her body. Her breath escaped her as the wolf man moved closer into view, leaning against the stone wall. Silver eyes pierced her soul, and her pussy clenched in anticipation. Hot cream flooded her silk panties when Niko finally came into full view, snatching her breath away like a thief in the night.
She smiled. "I've missed you." Her pulse quickened, and her clit throbbed. She ached with want at the thought of his hardened body slipping and sliding against hers.
"And I've missed you, ljubavnica. "
Rebecca swallowed hard as the large, muscular man, who stood at six-foot-three, appeared to float into the room. His clothes were not of this time, but that of thirteen-eighty-nine Serbia. Every time Rebecca saw him, many memories invaded her psyche, causing her to remember their past lives together. Tonight, he wore a blood red wool shirt, and black cotton knickers that were pretty damned form-fitting against his chiseled body.
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His features appeared to be carved from stone and adorned with telltale signs of his age, sending her blood pressure through the roof. To Rebecca, he looked to be in his early to mid-forties, but she knew Niko to be centuries old. Gray streaks were prominent throughout his black, shoulder length hair.
Rebecca shuddered, not from the cold, but from eyes as black as obsidian, possessing ancient unspoken secrets and forbidden carnal pleasures.
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Most often Niko appeared to Rebecca in his human form. Rebecca marveled in the fact that her wolf shifter's eyes were sometimes yellow, and other times silver, depending upon his mood. When he donned his wolf form, the enchanting light of the mystical full Serbian moon gave him the appearance of possessing blue fur.
Rebecca inhaled Niko's rich masculine scent, and became instantly aroused. She sighed as her eyes met his strong gaze.
"Show me your body." It was a demand she knew he would enforce if necessary. It excited her to see Niko's cock straining against the fabric of his knickers.
"No, it's cold in here." Rebecca smiled.
"Ah, my sweet Zena Vuk, you wish to play games, do you?" His voice was almost hypnotic, and very deep. His voice stoked a fire deep inside her, and she wriggled as she clamped her thighs together.
Filled with happiness, and visions on what was to come later, Rebecca slipped from beneath the warmth of the furs. She barely winced as her feet made contact with the cold dirt floor. Unable to contain her desire any longer, she ran toward her wolf lover as he strolled into the room. A massive growl escaped his lips as she flung her arms around his large waist. Rebecca's heart beat against her rib cage as she stood on her tiptoes, awaiting a kiss that would leave her breathless. Her head barely reached Niko's chest.
"I've missed you, Zena Vuk." He bent down and planted a smoldering kiss on her lips, causing her pussy to tighten. "You are stunning." Niko gazed at her figure in the form-fitting silk negligee. Slowly, he pulled a thin strap over her shoulder, revealing a hint of her dark areola. The tension built as he stroked a diamond hard nub into submission. Rebecca gasped, and she could wait no longer for their dance beneath the furs.
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"Oh, dear God." Rebecca held her head back as Niko's hands caressed her breasts and journeyed along her neck, stopping at her jaw line. With the back of his index finger, he dragged it beneath her chin, down her throat, and in between her breasts.
"Niko."
"Shh, ljubavnica." Niko's voice was a whisper.
The candlelight caused Rebecca to see shadows she had not seen earlier when she'd awakened. His hand continued its journey toward her heated flesh and rested there. His breath was a growl, causing her to shudder.
Succumbing to his sexual control over her body, she looked up, capturing a glimpse of their shadows the candlelight casts on the ceiling. His shadow was that of a wolf with his head bent back, howling at a non-existent moon.
"Allow me to taste your honey-coated treat, my love." Niko's eyes were intense, and he was almost panting.
Rebecca averted her eyes from him, baring her neck to his gaze. Taking her hint, he lowered his head and gently nibbled at her erogenous zone, causing her to fist the red wool shirt. His other hand gathered in her dark tresses, and he pulled her head back further, biting her neck, causing her to damn near jump out of her skin.
"Niko, take me, now!" Rebecca's teeth clenched together, and her hand attached itself to the large bulge in his knickers. The harder he nibbled on her neck, the more she squeezed his arousal. He lifted his head, causing the spot he held between his teeth to ache with desire.
There was a question she needed to ask of him before she forgot. "Why have you brought me here? When I meditate, I hold control over my situation, projecting my spirit at will into his realm. Tonight, I had to wait until I fell asleep. Was it you, pulling my spirit toward this realm?" It was within his world that time stood still, hence the curse of the Tsar. It was the time where Rebecca had once existed with Niko and their pack as Zena Vuk.
"Yes, my love. You expend too much energy when projecting your spirit to me. I wanted to save you the effort." A loving smile developed on Niko's handsome features, drenching Rebecca's panties. "You are freezing. Allow 11
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me to warm you." Niko reached out, touching her cold flesh while observing the chattering of her teeth.
"You can warm me with your body, and your seed." Rebecca returned his smile, and flashed him a heated gaze.
"Impatient, are we?" His voice was husky. He grasped Rebecca's hand, accompanying her to his bed. "I know this castle is old, but you shall grow accustomed to your new surroundings once you choose to remain with me forever."
Rebecca froze in her tracks. "Forever?" She raised a brow in question as another chill sliced through her body. "Don't you think I should have a say in the matter?" A feeling of dread filled her from the inside. She loved Niko, but at times thought him to be too possessive. "Forever is a long time." Her eyes searched his in an effort to learn what he was thinking. Surely, he would not expect her to make such a decision.
"We run out of time, and forever is nothing to me." Her warrior wolf stood proud, folding his arms while taking on a strong stance, as though Rebecca would challenge him. And challenge him, she would. She must, or he would take her into the realm, and she would not be equipped to handle herself.
A silent curse escaped Rebecca's lips as she loathed for a single second the trait of the alpha wolf.
Sensing her uneasiness, Niko spoke. "I yearn for you night and day, Zena Vuk. It is never ending, you see. This is my punishment for protecting the three who abandoned their duties. I've waited for you to rejoin me for centuries. I can wait no longer. You are mine again. We have but only a small opportunity, thanks to the opening in the veil of time. Once that ceases to exist, we can no longer visit one another." He leaned down, and placed his hands on her shoulders. His face was only inches from Rebecca's. "Now, tell me, where will that leave us?"
Rebecca frowned at her mate. "You would force me to make such a decision? Don't you think I would be unhappy, especially if I'm unable to see my family again? Also, I prefer the warmth. It's too damned cold here, Niko!" Unable to withstand the cold any longer, she slipped beneath the 12
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warm furs. "You confessed your love to me, and promised no harm or discomfort would ever come to me. I remember it all now."
Rebecca shuddered, not because of the cold, but because of the anger smoldering within Niko's black eyes. In a brief second, sadness accompanied the anger. She could see it as plain as day.
Another chill cut through her as he dashed to her side, his appearance changing at an alarming rate. She vexed his temper. She could see the anger in his eyes, which were now a deep golden yellow. A low warning growl slipped past those delectable lips, and she gasped. His canines lengthened, and he now had the dangerous mix of an animal and a man possessed.
In anger, Niko snatched the furs from Rebecca's grasp and straddled her.
Strong thighs gripped her tight, and he pinned her fragile wrists to the bed with his strong hands while holding her gaze with his dark one.
Rebecca's breathing labored and a myriad of emotions permeated her being. Sadness, happiness, fear and excitement fluttered through her all at once. His strong scent was masculine, and musky, causing her nostrils to tingle. She wanted him, and he knew it. There was no denying it. The strong wolf blood sought to dominate her in every way. His cock was pressed firm against her stomach, yearning to enter her.
She gritted her teeth against the bitter cold and Niko's warnings. For Rebecca, it was almost too painful to breathe. A small part of her wanted to stay, but Niko was overstepping his boundaries. If he was this dominating in the brief moments she spent with him, how would he be if she chose to live with him forever? She loved the domination in bed, but out of bed was a whole other matter.
His gaze sliced through Rebecca like a knife. Even so, she defiantly stared him in the eyes. Perhaps in the old life, she'd backed down from him since he was the leader of their tribe. In modern times, Rebecca was an independent woman with a family and a career. She had not gotten so far in life by being weak.
"You go too far, Zena Vuk. Still your tongue, or suffer my harshest punishment."
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Rebecca rolled her eyes and sighed. "This harsh punishment you speak of would be---"
Niko rudely interrupted her sentence. "Don't force my hand, woman.
You are mine, and you shall obey."
A spark of excitement skated on her skin and danced between her thighs.
She enjoyed flirting with the non-existent danger Niko presented to her.
Ruffling her wolf's fur was like walking on the wild side, because deep down she knew he could never harm a hair on her head. His love for her was too great, and his bark was far worse than his bite.
"What happens if I choose not to ?" The bastard! Rebecca thought. She loved him, yearned to be with him, but Niko must adapt to how she evolved.
The old ways were long gone. How the hell could she make him see this?
"Stubborn wench you are." His grip tightened around her wrists, and he lowered his face close to hers. In an effort to hide her expression, she turned to the side, away from his gaze. Suddenly, it was hard for Rebecca to swallow as she pretended not to see the large canines that had descended. She knew Niko sought to chastise her, and he did, gently nipping her on the shoulder.
Excitement sizzled throughout her body as her elder alpha male nuzzled her neck and growled. Her hips thrust against his body, and he nipped her on the shoulder again.
"Niko!" Rebecca called out his name in pleasure. His teeth elicited bolts of pleasure straight to her clit. She wiggled her hips beneath him and lifted her head from the bed.
His voice was laced with lust. "I know you are wet for me. I can smell your arousal. I seek to devour you. First, you must heed my words! You speak of discomfort and all that would be lost if you were to stay with me.
Do you not remember me telling you of the times in war I suffered as a human? Plague, famine, and disease from times of war were bestowed upon me. Existing as a mortal was almost too much for me to bear. I experienced death so many times it would sicken you! Not once, not twice, but countless times! There were moments when I starved, not knowing when I would receive my next meal. Arrgggh, Zena Vuk. I'm afraid there are times when I'm on the brink of insanity!" Niko bowed his head and sighed. He then 14
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looked up to the heavens in question at his existence. "Tell me, what am I to do now?" He searched Rebecca's eyes for an answer, but she had none to give.
"Niko, my love." Rebecca blinked a few times before peering into his eyes. "When will this end? Do you know?"
"I'm unsure. My patience has thinned. I fear of this weakness that grows inside me. Please, forgive me, I beg of you." His eyes were pleading. "It is within my nature to be possessive."
Rebecca grasped his face between her hands. "Baby, I love you. You have not harmed me in any way. I trust you with my life. Tell me more.
Talking may ease your pain." Her heart went out to her soul mate.
"Another trial I had to endure was living alone without you by my side."
Niko frowned and spoke to her through gritted teeth. "You were lost to me many lifetimes ago, and now since you are with me, I will never allow let you slip through my fingers again!" His temper grew an inch higher. "Those sentences were tough, and barely left me unscathed. The last tribulation was knowing how you would remember everything before the day of my sentence. Can you imagine what it is like to remember the cruel details of all past lives?"
"I can honestly say that I can't, I'm sorry." Rebecca stroked his thick platinum and black strands. It was true. Memories of their past lives together escaped her, only allowing her a few glimpses every so often. Those glimpses of her life often left her with melancholy. Rebecca's heart yearned to possess what she and Niko had back then. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she fought the urge to scream and shout, desperately clinging to Niko so he'd never be away from her again. She was angry because he had been taken away from her too soon.
"That is one of many reasons why I chose to accept my punishment. You barely remember anything, and that is the way I want it. I would suffer the trials a thousand times more if I thought you would never experience pain."
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much he cared for them. Unfortunately, it would appear that he would stay trapped forever within his realm.
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Lowering his body on top of hers, he bathed Rebecca in passionate kisses. She surrendered herself to him as he kissed her cheek. His kisses journeyed down her neck, and to the spot that had her panting for mercy.
Closing her eyes, she allowed a soft whimper to escape her lips as his massive bulge pressed against her.
"So, would you ever keep me here against my will?" A part of Rebecca would enjoy his forcefulness. Niko released her wrists and commenced to peel the silk nightie from her body. She moaned his name as she squirmed beneath his gaze. Her full breasts were exposed, and her nipples stood erect like little milk chocolate morsels. "Oh my God, I'm so wet for you." Rebecca strained beneath his weight.
"I know. My mouth waters for your sugar coated sweetness."
Rebecca watched her lover's features as his nostrils flared. Her heart fluttered as he closed his eyes, savoring her feminine scent.
"You always know when I'm hot for you." Rebecca thrust her hips against his hard body and smiled. She could bask in their moment forever.
The fact that he could smell her excited her so much. She watched Niko's dark features as a smile formed on his lips. His eyes possessed wicked thoughts, she could tell, as he gathered the silk in his hands, threatening to rip it from her body.
"Don't! This is my favorite nightgown," Rebecca whispered in a choked and non convincing voice. In truth, she wanted him to rip the fabric from her body and claim her with the most savage passion a man could claim his mate.
"Yes." The growl was low and unnerving. He pulled the fabric, ripping it from her body as though it were a piece of paper. Rebecca's lips parted and her pussy tightened as those dark eyes roamed over her curves. Another chill sliced through her, but she did not care. Niko bent down and planted a smoldering kiss on her lips. That kiss ignited her body with a certain fire she could not explain, warming her heart as well as her soul. "Now, you will not be so cold, my goddess."
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Rebecca's heart lurched at the kiss that left her breathless. Smiling, Niko pulled the fabric over her hips, causing her to become even more excited as her slick folds poked out from her swollen, wet lips. Without warning, he ripped the fragile lace panties from her body, making her naked flesh vulnerable to him.
"I will have you now." He lifted a brow, and his gaze penetrated Rebecca's soul. She knew he was aroused. His husky voice caressed Rebecca's being like no other man could. Only he possessed the power to command and bend her to his will, but with care.
Rebecca recalled other times when Niko had taken her by force, subjecting her to a mixture of pain and pleasure. He explained to her how she shouldn't whimper over the small amounts of pain she experienced at his hands.
"Niko, " Rebecca murmured just before he pushed his tongue past her lips to duel with hers. She wrapped her legs around his large body, feeling the fabric of his clothes tickling her clitoris. "Why are you prolonging my agony?
Stop your torment!" Excitement coursed through her veins as she ran her tongue along the seam of his lips and his canines. Her nipples swelled and her pussy creamed as hunger forced her to suck his tongue with greed. Niko returned the deed.
"I will be inside you soon enough. Even when you beg me to stop, I will not. I shall continue fucking you until you scream my name a thousand times over." A chill cut through Rebecca, not from the cold, but from Niko's promise.
As impatience consumed their souls, Rebecca fisted his shirt. She was eager to feel his naked flesh against hers. Niko rose to his knees, forcing her to release him from between her legs. His serious gaze burned deep into hers.
Wasting no time, he shed his clothing, revealing his taut, muscular body covered with thick black and platinum down. In admiration, Rebecca ran her fingers through his thick chest hair, teasing his nipples.
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licked her lips as she felt a drop of pre-come dribbling from the opening of his head onto her flesh.
Niko lavished hot kisses over the column of her neck, and nipped her with his canines. Soft moans escaped Rebecca's lips as she buried her fingers into his thick hair while wrapping her thighs around his muscular midsection.
The soft hair on his body tickled her skin, causing another gush of moisture to gather beneath her ass cheeks. Cupping her breasts in his roughened hands, he gently rolled the chocolate dipped peaks between his thumb and index fingers.
"Uhh!" Rebecca arched her back off the bed as Niko sucked on her sensitive tips. She stared at him with love. It pleased her to see his tongue lingering around her nipples. The view sent an overwhelming amount of heat through her sex-starved body. She could have sworn it felt as though someone had set her body on fire.
Inhaling her scent, her wolf lover murmured words of love, and a command against her burning flesh. "I need to taste you! Quench my thirst with your sweet nectar. I'm going to devour you, and make you scream until you become hoarse. Even if you beg for mercy, I will never cease my pleasuring you." Niko's insatiable lust reared its head as he continued his wicked journey across her abdomen.
"Ah, Zena Vuk. I love the contrast of my skin against your beautiful, honey-colored flesh. It causes my blood to boil." His words ended in a growl. To Rebecca, Niko appeared to be caught in a dreamlike state as his hands roamed over every inch and curve of her body. "Don't you see how much I worship you, my queen?" A calloused hand returned to Rebecca's chest, kneading and squeezing her full breasts. She stifled a moan as her head turned from side to side. "So beautiful, so alluring." Niko smiled as he squeezed a dark nipple, sending a chill through her.
Bending down, he guided the aching nub in his mouth, sucking, stretching, and biting it. Focusing the same attention on the other nipple, he bit down a little harder, causing Rebecca to arch her back. Groaning, he pushed both breasts together, popping her aching tips into his mouth.
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"Take me, now!" The demanding tone in Rebecca's voice caused Niko's actions to cease. "What are you doing?" A shill of disappointment washed over her. The wolf shifter grinned, and continued his exploration of her body.
"Do you deny me these simple pleasures?" He rested his head next to Rebecca's groin area, causing her pussy to clench as his hot breath seared her aching flesh. "You know how I enjoy making you beg for me. Zena Vuk, you have me on edge." Rebecca felt his body tremble as he ravished her with his tongue.
"Niko!" Rebecca dug her nails into his shoulders as his hot tongue assaulted the swollen bud. The ache deep within caused her to buck and writhe while gritting her teeth. "I asked you a question, Zena Vuk." Niko was impatient. "Answer me." A growl escaped his lips as he slid a finger into Rebecca's tight cavern.
"Deeper!" Slowly, he pulled his finger out, and entered her again while studying her actions. Increasing his tempo, he wrapped an arm beneath her left leg, exposing her tender folds to his gaze.
Spreading her legs apart, he licked the sweet essence from her thighs and labia. He smiled before slipping his tongue into her, savoring the taste as Rebecca gyrated her hips against his face in unison with his tongue. Her cries echoed throughout the bedchamber as Niko began to shift into wolf form.
"Niko!"
"Ah, Zena Vuk, your taste is sweet, and your aroma, intoxicating."
Rebecca felt as though her soul was melting with his words and actions. She trembled as she felt his bodyweight on her.
"I don't want to change into the wolf before I enter you." Niko groaned in pain, peering up at Rebecca with intense yellow eyes. He'd once explained how painful shifting was. The pain was even greater in the heat of the moment. Rebecca was mesmerized as his irises began to change. Almost in an instant, hair appeared on his hands, and his change progressed with each passing moment.
"Don't change yet! Please, take me now. Change while inside of me!"
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desire. The fever within her demanded to be sated before his change was complete. Swallowing hard, she remembered how his cock had stretched her the last time, bringing her the sweetest gratification.
He slipped from between voluptuous thighs and leaned on his left side.
Knowing what he craved, Rebecca rolled over on her left side, turning her back to her warrior shifter wolf. Anticipation coursed through her veins like a raging force and was an ultimate high to her as she lifted her right leg high in the air, positioning herself with his hard cock.
"Take me, all of me!" she demanded, allowing a soft moan to slip past her lips as the hair on his body brushed against her skin.
Niko's large hands explored the soft curves of her body, caressing, squeezing, and causing her to shiver with desire. Closing her eyes, she rolled her head back against his chest, imagining how life would be if she stayed with him forever.
In an instant, he grasped Rebecca around the waist, filling her with his needful cock. "Zena Vuk, you burn me with your juices." The couple's moans were loud, and vibrated throughout the bedchambers. A feeling of security washed over her as she rested her head against his chiseled chest.
Niko cupped her breasts with both hands while thrusting hard inside her.
"So tight, so wet!" Niko moaned as he delivered a small bite to her throat.
He was gentle as he continued to hold her skin between his sharp teeth, resting balls deep within her pussy. Squeezing a nipple, he pumped in and out of her, forcing her to lose a breath with every thrust. Placing a hand over his, she turned and planted a kiss along the jaw line of her mate.
"Before completing this act, I must leave you." His voice was filled with regret.
"No, I don't want you to leave me so soon!" Niko's force pushed her forward against that of his strong grasp. Sadness unfolded deep within the recesses of her soul. She closed her eyes, wishing this night would last forever.
"Now is not the time for your stubborn nature, Zena Vuk. You are one of us, but not fully. I could never hurt you and therefore must leave you once I've transformed. Do you understand my situation? It is always the same.
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You know this, my goddess." It was true. Niko's powerful wolf form would be far too much for Rebecca's fragile human body to endure.
"I don't care. Give me all you've got!" Rebecca grit her teeth to show she was ready to embrace his untamed wolf nature. She scratched him, barely causing him to flinch.
"Wench!" Gritting his teeth, Niko grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back.
Knowing his intentions, tears formed within her eyes as he held her face, quickening his pace. Words were unreachable for her as she tried to tell him she would always love him. It was clear to her now that he would never hold her in this realm against her will. She had a choice, as always. He loved her too much to ever cause her emotional pain. The decision was hers alone to make.
"Tell me you belong to me, Zena Vuk." She closed her eyes when he spoke those words. She exhaled hard when he pinched her nipples. She placed her right leg over his and moaned while guiding his large hand from her breast to her clit. His strokes were soft and gentle at first, then they quickened as his cock pushed Rebecca to the brink of ecstasy. Her pussy gripped her hard, wanting seed to fill it to the brim.
"Oh God, yeah!" Rebecca yelled in a high pitched squeal that echoed through the bedchambers. "I'm yours. I belong to you, body and soul!" Her teeth grit together, and she became lost in the throes of passion. "Yes, oh, I want to st---"
"Zena Vuk!" Be careful what you say, if you have doubts about staying with me." Niko's words were unselfish. He clasped his left hand over Rebecca's mouth. "If you speak those words, you will become trapped within this realm. The veil between our worlds will close!" In Niko's realm, words were strong, and once a long lost member of a tribe spoke a certain chant in the throes of ecstasy, realms could be sealed for all eternity. "You would be lost forever, never able to return to your home. I don't want that for you, my love."
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chorus elicited chills and a strong sense of pride over her body. She gasped as she realized her mate was somewhere between man and beast. At first, she could barely understand his words.
When she rolled over on her stomach, he coaxed her onto all fours where he filled her to the hilt. His mighty balls slapped against her hot, sweaty body, and his grip tightened around her waist. She grimaced as sharp claws bit into her flesh. Teeth chattering, she closed her eyes as the claws found their way deeper into her skin, slightly breaking the thin barrier.
"Niko!" Rebecca bit her lip, savoring the pained pleasure. "Don't stop.
Fuck me in your beast form!"
"Are you sure in what you say? The beast will fuck you hard, and without mercy." His voice was almost demonic, sending searing bolts of pleasure through Rebecca's core.
"Yes, I---want this!"
"No, I must leave before I shift. This is for your own safety."
Need permeated every cell in her body. The desire to come was overwhelming. She could taste it, and she was certain he felt the same. Niko's nose nuzzled her neck, eliciting chills of desire over her body while causing goose bumps to erupt over her moist flesh. Rebecca buckled beneath his weight as he finished her off in flat doggie. He never let up, and was ruled by animal instinct alone. He was quick. A few swift, demanding strokes of his cock pushed her over the edge.
Rebecca knew it was in her best interest to heed his warning. Her body strained and shuddered beneath the weight of the magnificent supernatural being. She gasped as her mortal body was pushed beyond its limits. She knew he was holding back out of fear of hurting her.
The wolf leaned down, grasping her fragile neck in his powerful jaws, and marked her. Rebecca's cries of pleasure filled almost every room in the castle, and sadness engulfed her because she knew her time in this realm would end soon.
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this moment even more exciting was the fact that she and her wolf would come together, but that would not occur either. In an instant, hot seed washed her pulsating cunt as Niko howled his orgasm. Rebecca joined him in a high-pitched squeal, clenching and fisting the furs beneath them.
Loneliness embraced Rebecca as he exited the bedchambers with a painful howl. Tears stung her eyes as the last wave of her orgasm seized her insides. The howling wolves below became silent as the alpha male's domineering voice penetrated the night. Heart racing, Rebecca rose from the bed and peered out of the small, pathetic excuse for a window to see a pack of beautiful wolves. Her heart lurched. Standing in the midst of them was Niko. Her heart ached as she observed a pained expression carved on his face.
At the sight of her, Niko became silent, piercing her soul with intense yellow eyes. "Niko!" Rebecca called down to him as tears streamed down her face. The large wolf lifted his head toward the full moon and howled for what seemed like forever. He still waited for her to make her decision, even in wolf form. "I love you." Those words were all Rebecca could manage before emotion overpowered her.
For a fleeting moment, Rebecca was tempted to join him. However, she was not prepared to give up her own realm. "You can never return home." The words rung through her ears like a warning. Niko continued to wait with much patience. She'd roam free with him and their pack, as they had long ago.
Rebecca sensed their eagerness for her to join them beneath the full moon. She shook her head, despite the wave of depression overpowering her like some dark cloud. That darkness resided deep within her soul. Knowing her decision, Niko threw his head back, and howled at the moon. With one last glance, he and the pack turned and dashed through the woods.
Regret filling her, Rebecca watched as they disappeared into the trees of the forest, their black silhouettes etched against the blanket of snow.
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awaited the answer she could not give. With regret, he turned, disappearing into the winter night.
"What have I done?" Rebecca's heart felt as though it was breaking into a million pieces, not just for Niko, but for them both.
"Why can't I give him the answer he desires?" Rebecca spoke as though Niko were still in the room. "My love for you is strong and will never die, however, I can't abandon my life to live with you here in this place." With shame, Rebecca bowed her head at the thought of Niko paying a hefty price by protecting the three youngest members of their tribe. Since she was his mate, the penance was like a domino effect.
"I'm sorry, baby." Rebecca's chest heaved as tears stung her eyes. She turned around to look at the empty bedchambers. The candles continued their hypnotic dance as the Serbian night air filtered through the window.
Haunting shadows adorned the wall, causing her to feel as though she were not alone.
As pain from earlier exertions and bitter chills nipped at her body, she crawled beneath the furs, seeking refuge from her mental pain. The physical was nothing. Her decision now made, she knew it was time to move on.
When Rebecca awoke, she was lying on her back, naked in her own bed.
Clamping her legs together, she felt Niko's seed trickling down her thigh.
Although happy to be in her own realm, she worried she would never see him again. With a sigh, Rebecca rolled over, falling into a deep slumber as images of her warrior wolf inhabited her mind.
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Rebecca awoke to a bright day, but somehow, darkness still dwelled inside her soul. After showering and dressing, she returned to her room, sitting down at the vanity. The memory of that night in thirteen eighty-nine escaped her. For now, all she could see were glimpses of the former life she and Niko once shared.
Often, she pondered how the Universe could be so cruel as to allow her to recall bits and piece of centuries old memories. Was this her punishment for lashing out in anger all those years ago? A deep yearning accompanying those memories tore at her heart and soul with every thought.
Niko had often appeared in her dreams and during meditation for as long as she could remember, offering comfort and guidance in her darkest times.
Now, a single mom of two beautiful girls, Helen and Myra, she remembered when Niko had first presented himself to her long before she'd become pregnant with her first born, Helen. In a way, he'd saved her from the temper of her ex husband, Mike.
Rebecca frowned at herself when she thought of what would have become of her if Mike had become a permanent fixture in her life. Ten and a half years had passed since he'd abandoned Rebecca and her children. For some women, that would have been devastating. For some unknown reason, it had been a blessing to her. She could never explain the relief she experienced as she rejoiced in his departure. Even so, as hard as she tried to deny it, loneliness tore at her soul.
She continued to look in the mirror. "What do you have to complain about? Come on, girl, enough with the pity party!" Rebecca shook her head and sighed. She figured she should have been thankful for her life and all that she possessed. She smiled as thoughts drifted to her children. They were both happy and healthy, and wanted for nothing. Her graphic design and massage therapy businesses were successful and money was never an object.
Rebecca fought hard not to dwell on the lonely side of her life as she began styling her hair.
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She closed her eyes, remembering Niko's touch. Even during her waking hours, he haunted her. His breath, scent, and voice stayed with her, leaving a lasting imprint on her soul.
As she made her way to the kitchen, Rebecca noticed how her daughters spoke among themselves while observing her. The aroma of coffee greeted her, and she smiled. Her girls were so thoughtful. They also sensed something had changed inside of her and the curiosity in their eyes shone through.
"What's up, girls?" Rebecca fished through the pantries, searching for sandwich bags and snacks for their lunches. "Geez, I should have done this last night. I'm sorry, ladies." The freshly brewed coffee invigorated Rebecca's senses, and she stopped to show her daughters appreciation. "Come here, you two!" Rebecca squeezed the girls in an embrace and planted a kiss on top of their heads. She continued to make their lunches while they stared at her in awe. Helen approached, laying a hand on her mother's shoulder.
"Mom, what's wrong? Why do you look so sad?"
Rebecca turned to look at her oldest. "What do you mean? Nothing's wrong, honey."
"Mom!"
Rebecca turned again, seeing the sorrow and kindness in her sixteen-year-old's eyes. Both girls were a reflection of Rebecca, with the exception of their mixed heritage. Myra was a smaller version of her sister. Both girls wore glasses, and had witty, outgoing personalities.
Within seconds, the teenager's eyes exuded warmth and understanding. A smile of reassurance brightened her face. A moment of shame embraced her as Rebecca's mind recalled the decision she'd contemplated the night before.
No! How could she have been so selfish to even think of bringing her daughters to a place such as the realm Niko existed in?
"Oh, honey, I'm not sad at all. I just have a lot on my mind." Rebecca grasped her daughter's hand and squeezed it. Giving the teenager a quick peck on her forehead, she continued packing her children's lunches. "You girls need to bust a move, or you'll be late for school."
"I know what's wrong with mommy. She's missing someone."
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Rebecca froze in her tracks. Her little ten-year-old was wise beyond her years. She looked over at the youngsters in all their glory, for they appeared to have all the answers. Their familiar features were strong and dark, not like that of Mike, who possessed blond hair and blue eyes. Rebecca smiled as she thanked the heavens above for her children. "You two are a trip. Now get your stuff and stop digging around in your momma's love life." Rebecca felt the heat of embarrassment rise to her face as she turned her back to her daughters, trying to hurry so they wouldn't be late.
"Myra, hush!"
Rebecca giggled as the two bickered amongst themselves. "Can't you be a little more discreet?"
"Helen, go easy on your sister. She meant no harm." After making their lunches, Rebecca cleaned the kitchen. "You're going to be late for the bus if you don't hurry." She glanced at the clock on the microwave.
"Mom, I am curious to know, why don't you have anyone special in your life?" Helen's eyes pierced through Rebecca as she pondered the question.
"You see, little one. No one I have ever dated was suitable enough to enter the small circle of our family. You girls are precious to me, and the small amount of men I dated over the years did not fulfill my expectations."
Sadness settled over Rebecca again because there was only one who met her expectations, but he existed within another realm.
"Why did you give up?" Myra asked as she twitched her nose. "You should never give up. That's what you're always telling Helen and me." The little ten-year-old crossed her arms and patted her foot like she was an adult.
"Oh, Myra." Rebecca reached for her daughters again, holding them in a tight embrace. Tears welled in her eyes as she recalled trying to resurrect the broken pieces of her relationship with Mike.
"Did our father hurt you that much?" Helen asked as she pulled away from Rebecca's firm embrace. "You never speak of him, and I can't say that I blame you. He left us alone, and I have no feelings for him. I remember you talking about him with Aunt Kaira when I was eight."
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Rebecca's answer. Some long lost anger lingered deep in the teenager's eyes as Rebecca realized Helen had indeed remembered her father's departure.
"From the mouths of babes." Rebecca recalled her aunt saying such things many years ago.
"That was the past, Helen. I only focus on the future. I need to know, have you both enjoyed your lives? Does Mommy make you happy?" Rebecca accompanied her children into the living room.
"I'm happy, Mom." Myra smiled and wrapped her arms around Rebecca's waist.
Rebecca glanced over at Helen who released a sigh.
"I'm happy too, Mom. I just think you need to move on. I think you have to open your heart up and allow someone to come into your life and love you. I don't believe that man was our father to begin with."
"Helen! How could you say such a thing?" Rebecca tried to stifle a giggle, because it seemed as though the child had read her mind all these years. "So, what are you saying, child?"
"Mom, I'm just telling you what I feel. Leaving now, got to get to school.
Peace out!" Helen laughed as she strolled toward the door, dodging a swat from Rebecca.
The morning's conversation had Rebecca thinking. Her kids appeared to be old souls to her. It was too much for them to be so young, yet so full of wisdom.
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After a long day, Helen and Myra's words continued to haunt Rebecca, as did Niko's face. The pain in the wolf shifter's eyes was branded in her mind, as well as her soul. Rebecca could only ascertain that they were meant to pay a penalty for all of eternity.
The hefty price of remembering their past life together and knowing his touch during dreams and meditation almost placed her on the brink of insanity. Deep in Rebecca's heart, she knew Niko suffered from the same feelings. The more she saw him, the more knowledge she gained. The information was painful and weighed on her conscience like there was no tomorrow. She had everything in life she could ever want with the exception of the one who possessed the power to make her complete forever.
After tending to a few evening chores and showering, Rebecca watched a movie with her daughters before turning in for the night. She noticed Myra was coloring while Helen listened to her Ipod.
"Helen, turn it down, I can hear that thing all the way over here!"
"Aw, Mom," Helen protested before turning down the Ipod. The teenager sighed, and sat Indian style on the cushiony black love seat.
"Thank you!" God, you're going to be deaf before you hit eighteen.
Helen giggled as she shoved another cheese curl in her mouth.
"My, that's such a pretty picture, from what I can tell." Rebecca squinted and reached for her glasses. "What is that honey?"
"Oh Mom, it's supposed to be a surprise." Myra covered the picture with her hands.
"Please?" Rebecca giggled.
"Promise to hang it on the fridge? If you say yes, I'll let you take a peek."
"Oh, of course, darling. Now show me." A hand flew to Rebecca's mouth when Myra held up the picture. Myra had drawn a family. The big stick figure in the middle was the father, possessing long, black, shoulder length hair. "Who's that?" Rebecca asked, pointing to the father figure.
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"You don't know?" Myra asked, shaking her head. "You should know who that is." A smile erupted over the ten-year-old's face as she returned her attention to the picture. "Maybe I'm drawing our future."
Rebecca cocked her head and looked at Helen, who sat munching on her cheese curls.
"Well, why is there five?" Rebecca frowned and bit her lip. "Who's that?"
Rebecca asked, pointing at the child standing next to the father figure.
"Oh, that's our brother. See, Mom, look, that's me, Helen, you, the one you're destined to be with, and our brother." Myra continued the family portrait.
"Okayyy. Baby, I don't plan on having any more children." Rebecca shook her head as she marveled at the wonders of her child's mind.
Rebecca settled her children into the comfort of their beds, kissing them goodnight. As she turned in for sleep, she allowed her mind to transport herself to Niko's world. An eerie feeling informed her this would be her last visit to this place. The bed was warm, and contained Niko's masculine scent.
Rebecca buried her face into the soft furs and an image of him flashed in her mind.
Curiosity gripped her as she rose from the warmth of the bed in an effort to seek him out. Dread twisted her insides and, within her mind's eye, she saw Niko. The tortured soul's battle within himself made the hair on the back of her neck stand on edge. It was plain as day that the man wasn't at rest with himself, and at this rate, he never would be.
Finally, she saw him in another room of the small, yet elegant home of his that was all but a lonely echo of lives long past. Rebecca's soul teetered between her realm and Niko's. She rubbed her arms in an effort to stave off the chilled air as she entered a quaint, but familiar room with a small fire that Niko created especially for her.
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from her, and his shoulders were hunched over, making him appear defeated in a strange sort of way. Rebecca frowned when he didn't acknowledge her presence. Something was wrong.
"Niko?" Rebecca's heart went out to him. The large man continued to stare into some unseen abyss. "Niko, talk to me dammit!" At her command, he turned to face her. His eyes appeared to be clouded over with sadness, and there was a far away expression deep within them. That fierce fighting spirit that once dwelled there no longer existed.
"My sweet Zena Vuk, how beautiful you are on this evening." Rebecca was swept off her feet as her name rolled off his lips like butter on a hot biscuit, causing every nerve in her body to stand at attention. She tried to swallow, but the large knot in the back of her throat prevented her from doing so. Sadness captured and encased Rebecca, and all she wanted to do was hold him and take away his pain. "Come to me." Niko extended his arms, capturing her within his sweet embrace.
"What is wrong ? Tell me now!" It was Rebecca's turn to demand now.
She wrapped her arms around his large frame and buried her face against his warm chest. A distant memory of his departure swept through her psyche like it had many centuries ago. Painful loss reared its ugly head, and past ghosts invoked dark feelings inside her. She was about to relive the pain, all over again.
"You are now released from me, my love. You must visit no more, and I cannot call you forth any longer. Our time has ended."
Rebecca shook her head in disbelief, and tightened her grip on the ancient wolf shifter. "What the hell are you saying to me?" Rebecca didn't trust her ears. A sinking feeling split her right down the middle, the way lightning rode the heavens.
"Zena Vuk, it is finished. You can never come here again."
"No, you don't know what you are saying. Why are you doing this to me, to us? Are you not happy with me? My decision, I---"
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expressionless and lacked the fire that once burned deep within them. His change in attitude was shocking to Rebecca.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Niko gathered Rebecca in strong arms, lowering them both to the large fur in front of the inviting fire in the hearth. Sitting on his haunches, he raised his knees, settling her between his thighs. Rebecca clung to his clothing, never wanting him to release her from his strong embrace.
"I apologize to you for all the wrong and heartache I've caused you over the centuries. My apologies extend to my tribe, and to myself for causing our turmoil. It was wrong of me to force you into making such a harsh decision.
What we had is long past, and must end now for there is no way we can continue on this journey. Our time together, I will never forget. I promise you that."
His facial expressions were stern and his eyes reflected defeat and loneliness. Rebecca's gut twisted in a knot. His words were like a dagger to her heart. His pain was hers, and it was unbearable. She could feel it in every fiber of her being.
"No, Niko, I---"
"Hear me out, for this is important. I am a selfish soul because of my actions. I'm at a point where I need to put others before myself. I want you to be happy, and if that means forgetting me and choosing another within your own realm, then so be it."
"How could you say something like that to me? I don't want someone else, dammit! I want you, and please don't tell me that bullshit about if you love someone, set them free, if they return to you, yada, yada, yada!" Rebecca rolled her eyes and tried to free herself from his grip, but he would not release her. Gritting her teeth, she turned to face him. "How can you be so cruel to say such a thing to me?"
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teeth ground together and the knot in the back of her throat refused to budge. He must have felt her anger because Niko tried to console her.
"You're not paying attention, my love. It isn't about me. It's about you. I want---need you to be happy. You can't be happy if you relinquish all that you know and live here with me. I can't allow that. Bringing those precious children---our---" Niko cut his words short and swallowed hard. A muscle in his jaw twitched, and he placed his forehead in the palm of his hand. "I cannot allow that to happen. I'd rather die than to have you make that choice. Now do you understand?"
"But you didn't make me. I was the one who made the choice. I chose not to live with you in this realm."
Pain stabbed in her heart as she looked into the beautiful eyes of her soul mate. The pain was also accompanied by a strong sense of relief that something else lurked in his mind. Rebecca shuddered and was ashamed for even considering certain things. What type of mother would even think to bring her children into a place such as this?
"I know you're right. I can't lie to myself, although it hurts too much. Oh Niko, a part of me is okay with this, but the other part feels like my life is ending. Why do I feel this way? I feel like I'm dying on the inside." Rebecca sighed as she felt her soul mate's grip tighten around her.
"You recognize the fact that you have choices, and life goes on, despite certain happenings of the past. You are not stuck as I am. Do you understand?"
"I do, but I'll never find anyone else. That I'm sure of."
"Zena Vuk, will you ever forgive me?"
"For what?"
"For my demanding ways. I have been selfish toward you, in thinking I could force you to choose living here. It is apparent you have evolved. I have not. Could it be that I've fought in so many wars that I've lost my humanity?
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her lover cast her as he reached down to caress her cheek. His touch was firm, yet reassuring.
"We all make mistakes in life. I can only pray that, somehow, we will meet again, some other time. There is nothing to forgive. I love you, as much as a person can love. Thank you for not making me choose."
"I have another confession, and a special request. This is something you already know deep in your heart." Rebecca nestled her head against the hardness of his chest and looked up into his loving gaze. Niko smiled and sighed as he ran his fingers through the thickness of her hair.
"More surprises?" Rebecca matched his smile and closed her eyes. "I believe nothing can surprise me at this point." Her mind returned to Helen's words earlier in the morning.
Niko leaned down to murmur shocking words in her ears. "Take care of our girls, tell them I love them. They are my gift to you, my ljubavnica."
Not surprised, Rebecca looked into his penetrating gaze. No wonder Mike's leaving had never devastated her. It was no mystery why the girls never asked about him. All along, they must have sensed Mike was just an ordinary man and not a part of them.
"I love you, Niko, but I wish---
As soon as she freed the words from her lips, something captured her, pulling her from Niko's embrace. The pair called to one another, reaching their arms out in vain as a huge void separated them, cutting their goodbyes to one another short. The small room where they stood appeared blurry to Rebecca. All that she saw eventually stretched out before her eyes.
Niko pursued her, although in vain, and all she could do was to hear him screaming her name. His eyes were wide with terror, a sight that crushed her heart. That was the first time she'd ever seen him exude fear. His cries of anguish and heartache became muffled, and her surroundings faded to black.
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Rebecca awakened with a jolt, causing her to sit straight up in bed.
Massaging her temples, she fought to free herself from the overbearing dizzy feeling she was experiencing.
"What the hell just happened? Shit, this can't be going on." Mumbling a few curse words, Rebecca reached for the lamp beside her bed.
Remembering everything, she realized she would not be getting back to sleep anytime soon. Her vision was blurry, thanks to the waterfall of tears cascading down her cheeks.
Most people thought of hell as fire and brimstone. That may be true, but there were other types of hells existing for folks who had brought damnation to themselves and those around them. Rebecca couldn't help but to think she'd played a major role in Niko's banishment centuries ago. She acknowledged the fact they both existed in their own private hells, paying a century's old price.
The cold realization of her childish temper tantrum centuries ago added more fuel to the fire because Hrebeljanovic must have heard every word she'd spoken. "I'm so sorry, Niko," Rebecca spoke aloud. "Please forgive me." She sent up a silent prayer, hoping he'd find peace, wherever he was.
Out of concern for her daughters, Rebecca hurried to check on them and was relieved to find them in deep slumber. To her, their faces were angelic.
They appeared not to have a care in the world, and little smiles crossed their faces, filling her with peace and serenity. Perhaps they were dreaming within their own past realms.
Making her nightly rounds throughout the house, Rebecca glanced out of the window at the full moon. She sighed as she marveled in the beauty, surrendering herself to the magnetizing pull of the silver globe. Her love and respect for Niko had grown ten-fold since he'd last spoke those words. It was such a misfortune that forces beyond their control no longer would allow them to make contact with one another. With a heavy heart, Rebecca continued staring out the window.
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Another unsettling thought embraced her. It was a strong possibility she would never know the genuine warmth of a man's love again. A failed marriage had left her a single mother. The marriage only failed because she and Mike were not compatible, and violence had become a part of their lives.
The love was unreal, and nothing like what she and Niko had shared centuries ago, or even during her short stints to his realm. Rebecca groaned as she pondered living her days without the companionship of someone who would love her until the end of her life.
Longing for coffee, she journeyed to the kitchen, brewing a half a pot before venturing out onto the balcony where the warm morning breeze greeted her. She pretended it was Niko caressing her cheek instead of the breeze. Envisioning his face, she closed her eyes, and, once again, in her mind, was with him. Rebecca opened her eyes just in time to see a brilliant shooting star masking the heavens. Instinct overpowered her, and a wish was made. Growing comfortable, she fell asleep on the lawn chair as dawn approached.
It must have been nine o'clock in the morning when Myra and Helen awakened Rebecca from her comatose sleep. She felt the small hands of her daughter nudging her before she opened her eyelids.
"Mom, wake up!" Myra was persistent, and her little voice was louder than usual.
Rebecca groaned, covering her ears, and turned in the lawn chair, thinking she was in her large bed.
"Mom!" She continued shaking Rebecca until she sat straight up in the lawn chair. "Come on, sleepy head, it's nine o'clock. I thought we were leaving early to do the grocery shopping! I want to go to the aquarium. Then, can we go to The Hard Rock Café?"
Helen strolled out onto the balcony, flopping in a chair across from Rebecca. "Did someone say Hard Rock Café? Mom, I so want another T-shirt from there, but I want a few in black! I'm ready to roll." Helen stared at 37
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Rebecca for a few seconds and blinked. "Mom, what's up?" Helen held up her arms in question. "Normally you're the first one up." A smile etched itself on the teenager's face. A hazy mist seemed to have taken up residence within Rebecca's head because the urge to lie back down and go to sleep was overwhelming. Furthermore, she longed to remember the dream. It was teetering, right there, but she could not recall any of it.
"Honey, I'm getting up. Just a little slow moving today." Rebecca rose to her feet and rubbed the back of her neck. "Geez, I shouldn't have fallen asleep out here!" She stretched and looked at her plants adorning the balcony. "Oh shoot! I need to water my babies."
"Already done, Mom." Helen smiled. "That's what we were doing while you were sleep, pretty much over an hour ago."
"Girls, I'm sorry. Look, let me hop in the shower, and we'll start our day, okay?" Rebecca bent down and kissed her youngest on top of the head.
Rebecca felt invigorated after a twenty minute shower and dressing in one of the new outfits she'd purchased a few weeks ago. Certain images flashed in her mind, and she had been upset about something last night, but it still failed to register in her memory.
"You know, let's hit up a few of the stores at The Gallery while we're downtown. I'm in the mood to shop today. Geez, it's hot out here!" Rebecca cranked the air conditioning a few minutes after the car ran.
"Yeah, the dog days of summer." Helen laughed as she waved to one of their neighbors. "Check it out, Ms. Pierson had company last night.
Hmmm."
"Stop being so nosey, Helen." Rebecca's jaw dropped when she glanced over at her neighbor's parking spot. "Wow." Envy shot through her veins at the sight of the well built man who opened the door for Ms. Pierson. Feeling a little embarrassed, she nodded when the woman waved to her. If only she could have someone like that, with an awesome personality to match.
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"Ew, Mom! You were not checking that dude out just now, where you?"
Rebecca peered into her daughter's eyes. Helen wrinkled her nose up. "I swear, I've never seen you look so hard at a man in all my life."
Rebecca giggled at the look on Helen's face. "Oh Helen, just because I haven't had a man in my life does not mean I don't look." Rebecca grinned.
"Normally, I'm more careful when my little ladies are around me."
Helen shook her head and looked straight ahead. "Mom, I know what type of look that was." Helen leaned over to her. "That was a lust filled look if I ever saw one."
"Helen!" Heat rose to Rebecca's face. Why did the girl have to be so damned observant?
Myra snickered in the back seat. "What are you laughing at, lady?"
Rebecca turned to look at her youngest, and was relieved when the girl's gaze was glued to the Ipod. She had placed earplugs in her ears, and was singing the latest song by an infamous child star. Earlier, she had been watching a movie.
"Oh, she's not paying any attention to us, trust me. She thinks our conversations are boring sometimes." Helen glanced over at their neighbor.
"Aw man!" She shook her head. "Mom, can we, like, go now? I'm really not trying to watch dueling tongues over here."
"Oh, Helen." Rebecca pulled out of the parking lot and drove to the grocery store.
"Seriously, Mom, she's had two different guys over there in the last month."
"Yes, Helen, and that's none of our business."
"I know, Mom, but---
"I get your point, baby. Really I do. Perhaps Ms. Pierson is just lonely."
"You don't do that."
"Well, I would never bring lovers around you girls like that."
"So, you do date?" Helen stared at Rebecca for a few moments.
"Of course, baby girl. I'm no nun. A mommy needs to be taken to the movies, and dinner, and even a concert every now and again. I mean, there were times when I wanted nothing to do with anyone." Rebecca's grip 39
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tightened on the steering wheel. There were no lovers to speak of, with the exception of a few shreds of sexy dreams. At least, she thought they were sexy. The handful of men she'd dated were jerks, and were interested in one thing only.
"Where did you go?" Helen turned off her Ipod, tucking it inside her purse, and folded her arms, casting Rebecca a look that said she would not let up until she received an answer.
Heat flushed Rebecca's face. "Helen, what's up with the twenty questions?"
"Why are you blushing, Mom? I want to know, that's all. Come on, don't shut me out."
Rebecca glanced out of the corner of her eye as Helen looked in the back seat to make sure Myra was still occupied. The child was singing another song.
"What am I going to do with you?"
Helen shrugged, her arms still crossed against her chest.
"Gee, you pick a fine time for a girl talk." Rebecca laughed as she stopped at a red light. "Listen, I would never bring just anyone home to my girls. If I were to meet that special someone, I would have to know that he would love you both just as much as he loved me. It's the package deal thingy, you know?"
"Yeah, I suppose. Althea Kennison's mom is always bringing guys around. She tells me everything."
"That's got to be rough."
"Yes, sometimes Althea spends the night with her grandmother. She says her mother sometimes forgets she's even there, she's so taken with men."
Rebecca shook her head as she concentrated on her driving. "Now that's just wrong. I'd rather be alone than to bring every Tom, Dick & Harry around my babies. You know I would never do anything like that, right?"
"Oh yeah, Mom. You're so predictable." Helen grinned.
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company. From out of nowhere, the nagging thought presented itself to her.
What about the times when her daughters were invited for sleepovers at friends' houses? What about when they grew up, and were too busy with their own lives to visit? Up until last night, there had been no empty voids in her lives. For some reason, she felt like she was missing something.
Oh knock it off, Rebecca thought to herself as she and her kids walked into the grocery store. She giggled to herself. You'll be doing a lot of traveling.
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The trip to the grocery store was a strange one, indeed. After perusing through the coffee aisle, an old, familiar presence captured Rebecca's attention, provoking long lost familiar feelings deep inside her. A certain mystical aura spread through the air and a chill sliced through her body. Just a few moments ago, the coffee section had contained ten other people. Now, the only presence gracing the aisle was that of herself and her girls.
Rebecca observed her children, who didn't seem to pick up on the vibes she noticed. They appeared to be in their own world, and eager to end the grocery shopping trip. "Almost done, girls." Sensing their eagerness to leave, she quickened her pace.
Further down the aisle, they roamed. In her haste to end the shopping trip, Rebecca bumped into a seemingly familiar man. She didn't have a chance to see him because her face met with his chest. Before they collided, she did manage to catch a glimpse of a young boy, who looked to be around the same age as Myra.
A rich, masculine scent tingled and tickled her nostrils and she stepped back. How could she have been so damned clumsy? Rebecca's heart skipped a beat when her eyes met with his. His eyes were black as obsidian and his ebony, collar-length hair was streaked with platinum strands. Her hands became clammy and perspiration beaded her brow.
When they collided with one another, her opened purse fell with a crash, spilling all the contents onto the floor. Rebecca stood, mesmerized, as the handsome stranger apologized and knelt down to collect her belongings as the children looked on. The flutter in her chest continued as she knelt down beside him, picking the contents of her purse up.
"I'm so sorry for not paying attention." His voice disbursed sensual sensations in her, and moisture collected between her thighs. If she didn't know any better, she sensed he picked up on that. She took a chance and peered into the dark abyss of his eyes, and his look confirmed what she thought. Of course, it had to have been written all over her face.
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As they rose, their eyes meshed, and they became captured within one another's gaze. Every nerve danced with excitement as his voice encompassed her with a warm and fuzzy sensation. His brows knitted together and he cocked his head to the side as though pondering a long lost memory.
"Do I know you?"
Rebecca tried hiding the excitement brimming just beneath the surface.
Oh hell, the stranger had to have known the effect he held over her at this instance. She felt like she was back in high school all over again. No man had made her feel this way. At least, none that she could recall. The stranger caused her to wonder about the dreams she could not recall.
"I was going to ask you the same thing." Rebecca laughed to cover her embarrassment. We did know each other. The thought entered her mind like a freight train coursing along at one hundred miles per hour. The children were observing their parents becoming smitten with one another. She heard them whispering among themselves, and strained to hear what they were saying.
To them, he was a stranger, but to Rebecca, he was something out of this world. Her cloudy memory fought to recall the dreams of the night before, but could not. Brief images of herself and this man flitted through her mind, and then they became foggier with each passing moment.
The man frowned, and reached out for her. "Are you all right, Miss?"
"Oh." Rebecca laughed, and held the palm of her hand against her forehead. "Yes, I'm fine."
"I'm Nicholai Beljoca, and this is my son, Alex." The man extended his hand as he introduced himself and his son. The girls had become curious about Alex. The boy smiled at Rebecca and ventured toward her daughters.
In an instant, the children began talking amongst themselves. That seemed to bring the sexual tension in the air down a notch or two, but not completely.
Rebecca released a pent up breath and blinked several times. "I'm Rebecca Johnson." The moment their hands touched, an electrifying aura seemed to surround them both, penetrating their bodies. She felt it, and was sure he had, as well. She could not help but notice the aroused look carved on the man's handsome features.
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"It is a pleasure to meet you, Nicholai. These are my daughters, Helen and Myra." The girls and Alex spoke, ignoring the adults, with the exception of saying a synchronized "hi." The longer they lingered in the aisle, the more of an opportunity the children had to study them, as though they were beings from another planet.
"Mommy, it's time to go. We have everything we need," Myra insisted.
Her cute nose wrinkled, and a tinge of red adorned her café au lait skin tone.
She placed her hand on her hip and tapped her foot.
"Um, young lady, take your hand off your hip. I'll go when I'm ready."
Rebecca shot her daughter "the look" until Myra dropped her hand from her hip. An innocent smile clung to her features. She was so impatient and eager to take advantage of the beautiful day. Who could blame her? "I promised we'd go to the Inner Harbor, and we will do that as soon as I'm finished here."
Both girls grinned like Cheshire cats, causing Rebecca to blush. Helen shot her mother an I-told-you-so look.
"Now, she has everything she needs." Helen's words captured Rebecca's attention as she glanced at Nicholai, then back at Rebecca. The sassy teenager possessed a smug look about her, and a twinkle danced within the depths of her dark eyes. She smiled and nodded, then turned her back on them as she whipped out her Ipod.
"Are you from around here?" Rebecca's heart raced, as it became evident to her she needed to know all there was to know about this man. The look emanating in his eyes told her he harbored the same feelings.
"No, we just moved here from Norfolk, Virginia a few weeks ago. My son and I are staying over in Severn, near Fort Meade. This is the first chance I've had to explore this area. I've been so overwhelmed with work these past few weeks. A few colleagues offered to show us around, but I haven't seized the chance." He spoke with his hands, and appeared somewhat shy. His dark eyes twinkled with excitement.
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"I recently retired from the Army, and now working at NSA. I needed to become better acclimated with my surroundings. I could have shopped at the Commissary, but wanted to stretch my legs a bit. My son was also looking forward to seeing a movie today." Nicholai flashed a smile in her direction.
His gaze did not end there. Those curious obsidian eyes continued gracing her body, leaving an invisible trail of fire in their wake. He smiled in appreciation and, suddenly, Rebecca knew that this was not some chance meeting.
"Now, excuse me for just a second, please." Nicholai lowered his voice and smiled. "You're making me forget what I came into the store for."
Rebecca blushed and admired how polite he was. She had something to do with making him forget his necessities? Her heart swooned when he turned his back to her. Her eyes roamed over the ripped muscles that showed off through the black cotton shirt he wore. She gulped as her eyes flashed across his light blue denim-clad ass, and the temperature seemed to rise a few degrees.
He browsed the aisle for a moment, then picked up a large can of coffee from the shelf. "Well, that completes my shopping for the week." A sensual grin masked his handsome features, muddling Rebecca's mind. "I ran out of coffee this morning, and I'm such an animal when I don't have caffeine coursing through my veins." Rebecca laughed as she studied the smile lines around his eyes. God, how she would love to trace them after a heated encounter.
"I know, me too." He was a man after her own heart. She couldn't skip a morning without her coffee.
Rebecca and Nicholai spoke as they paid for their purchases. Sadness consumed her as she realized they were about to part from one another. It couldn't end now. Rebecca's mind screamed for her to ask for a phone number, an address, something, anything! An invading force weighed on her like a ton of bricks. Things could not end like this. She knew in her heart if 45
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she ignored the chance to get to know this man, she'd live with regret for the rest of her life. In her book, that was not an option.
She looked over at Helen who was busy talking to Alex and Myra. The girl's voice echoed in Rebecca's mind. "Take a chance."
Nicholai must have had the same feelings, she thought. The man followed them all to their car. Rebecca noticed the confused look on Alex's face.
"Where are we going, Dad? Our car is over there."
Nicholai patted Alex on the shoulder. "We're just walking the ladies to their vehicle." His brows knitted together, and it seemed like something was on his mind. "Um---Rebecca." It appeared he had a hard time putting thoughts into words. Those fine, chiseled features of his held such a confused look. It was hard for Rebecca to believe that this large man had become riddled with fear. She knew what he wanted to say, and a voice screamed inside her, Ask me! Come on, hurry up!
"Okay, here goes. Look, don't slap me or anything."
Rebecca laughed a nervous laugh and cocked her head to the side. "Now, why would I slap you?" She twirled her hair around her index finger, wishing he'd get on with the question already.
"Do you have plans for the day?" Nicholai donned a pair of black sunglasses as a dark eyebrow arched. Rebecca fought the urge to reach out and trace the area with a finger. Had they been alone, she would have, perhaps.
She swallowed hard. "Yes, the girls want to go for a movie, and since the weather is so nice, I was thinking about going to the Inner Harbor today. I love the paddleboats." She bit her lip as anticipation swelled through her soul. She imagined sharing one of the paddleboats with him. Her patience thinned, and she blurted out the invitation. "Would you and Alex like to join us?"
She laughed a little in a failed attempt to maintain her composure. She felt the children's' gaze on her. Boy, she must have looked like such a dork in their eyes. Surely, she was too old to possess these girlish quirks.
A boyish grin adorned Nicholai's features. "I would love to go. I mean---
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trying to contain his composure, as well. "We would love to accompany you and the girls."
A sharp cackle of a laugh from Helen snagged her attention. "You were right the first time. You would love to accompany us." Her little titan of a teenager was definitely not listening to her Ipod as Rebecca had thought.
Helen had no problems with sharing things on her mind, and at times, could be quite blunt.
Nicholai turned beet red and looked down at Rebecca, then glanced over at the girls and his son. A loving smile embraced his handsome face. "Believe it or not, we have never been to the Harbor, so it would be a wonderful experience for the both of us. I've always been stationed in Europe throughout my entire career in the Army. I was so happy to retire. It hasn't been easy for Alex, you know, with all the traveling. As soon as he made friends, I always whisked him off to another place."
Rebecca's eyes grazed his ring finger. There was none, not even a tan line. Why should she be concerned about that?
Nicholai must have been paying close attention, because he glanced at his hand, and said, "I'm not married, and I don't have a girlfriend."
Flames danced across her face as she cleared her throat. Deep inside, she was jumping for joy, but under the children's scrutinizing gaze, she felt like quite the nerd.
"I now how that is. My cousin lived in Italy and traveled extensively for quite some time before deciding she wanted to stay with my grandparents. It bothered her so much to leave her friends." Rebecca looked at Alex and smiled. "Do you like it here, Alex?"
The young, dark-haired boy smiled. "Yes, ma'am. I can't wait until school."
"Yeah, Mom, he's ten, like me!" Myra danced happily. "He'll be going to my school this year! Say yes, Mom!" She started jumping up and down. "Can we go to The Aquarium, now?"
"No, Hard Rock Café first, brat!" Helen exclaimed.
"Ma!" Myra's high-pitched voice captured onlookers' attention while Nicholai chuckled.
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"Cool your heels, ladies! Helen, stop calling your sister a brat. We need to unload these groceries before we can go anywhere. "
"We can help." Nicholai's brow arched. Just then, the overprotective mother and queen of her castle kicked in. He would have to take his son to McDonald's or something until she and the girls unloaded and put away all the groceries as planned. She was more than happy about the arrangements, but even so, he was still someone she'd just met.
"Um, if you could give us half an hour or so?" Rebecca searched his eyes, hoping she had not insulted him.
"Sure, no worries. Alex and I can find something to get into, I'm sure."
Nicholai glanced at Rebecca and smiled. He ran his fingers through his hair in an odd, familiar way. He removed his glasses, and stared into her soul. His squared jaw tightened, and a look of determination smoldered in his eyes.
"Look, Rebecca, I hope this isn't being too forward, but I really would love for us to take the kids somewhere. It doesn't bother me that we all just met. I don't believe in coincidences, either." Nicholai moved closer to her and whispered in her ear. "Plus, I really would love to get to know you better."
Rebecca stiffened. His breath was hot, and his voice was tinged with heated arousal. Every nerve ending in her body screamed to have him hold her in his arms for one split second.
"I'd like to get to know you, too." Again, Nicholai's gaze captured and drew her into their dark depths. For a fleeting moment, their surroundings didn't matter and they were encased within their own world. There was no doubt in Rebecca's mind that, somehow, they knew one another. The children cleared their throats, startling their parents. It was settled.
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Nine months later, Nicholai and Rebecca married. The children bonded well and were, after all, like brother and sisters. Somehow, they were something more than that. Two months after the sacred vows had been spoken, she carefully observed the actions of her family after eating Sunday dinner. Alex and Myra carried on a conversation about the movie they had seen over the weekend, and Helen chimed in occasionally, but watched the clock.
"What are you staring at?" Rebecca sipped her coffee as Nicholai's intense gaze became almost too overwhelming for her to bear. Once again, history seemed as though it were repeating itself. Those eyes of his harbored secrets, as they once had long ago.
"You." Nicholai wiped his mouth with a napkin and sipped his coffee.
Rebecca squirmed in her seat as his eyes penetrated her. She loved how the mature features of his face were highlighted whenever he smiled. There was something else she noticed, something in his eyes. He was attempting to tell her something without speaking.
Glimpses of another life flittered through her mind one last time. The details of the past unfolded in her memory. Why had Niko insisted on protecting the three who neglected their duties? Back then, it appeared he had been betrayed, but it dawned on her, the three members of their tribe were Myra, Helen, and Alex.
Rebecca shuddered as some foreign sense of knowing forged itself into her brain. Nicholai's gaze shifted and he leaned his head to the side and smiled at the children the way a loving father did.
Sadness cradled Rebecca at the thought of their children's' souls being lost forever. That is what would have happened had they engaged in battle against the Ottoman Empire. Had Niko known of this then? A gasp left her parted lips and those dark eyes released secrets hidden from her centuries ago. Flashes of his calm face pierced her memory as he mentally explained the Tsar's curse in Serbia.
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It was then, at the dinner table, that Rebecca saw glimpses of her warrior shifter, fighting in countless wars over the ages as a human. He'd died numerous times over the centuries and was always "regenerated" after every battle. Once the wars had been fought, he was then banished to the realm where they once had led their past lives together. Niko never allowed the Tsar's harsh curse to harm a hair on their children's head. The entire tribe was never in any danger, only the three defiant young souls.
"Walk with me, Rebecca." Nicholai rose to his feet, prompting her to join him in the living room. The children were so caught up in their conversation about the occurrences of the weekend, they paid no attention to their parents as they slipped away from the dining area and into the living room.
Now out of earshot of the children, Nicholai spoke his peace. "Now, do you understand, my Zena Vuk?" Her husband grinned as he brushed a lock of hair away from her eye. Her chest tightened as he spoke.
"What is the meaning of this?" Rebecca placed a hand on Nicholai's cheek. Her eyes searched his dark depths in hopes to obtain an answer.
"You know the meaning very well. We must be quick, for you cannot be allowed to possess this knowledge within your current life for too long. All has been made well, and we can carry on with our lives the way we are supposed to." Nicholai caressed her chin with his large hand and winked at her, leaving her breathless. "The children are safe now."
Rebecca squinted her eyes. "What? How is it that you know these things?"
"As leader of the tribe, Prince Nemanjic passed his powers on to me. I knew of our fate even then. The Tsar sought our children's souls. My suffering ensured they would be safe forever."
"Our children? But how---"
"Do you remember, the very first time you projected yourself into my realm, the night after Mike raised his hand to you in anger? Do you remember how traumatized you were?"
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"Hell no, not traumatized. I was friggin pissed! I wanted to kill him, to be honest with you. The thought of taking his life while he slept entered my mind. I---"
Nicholai placed a lone finger on her full lips. "I was meant to protect you from afar. He left because---I made it so. Had he stayed, a horrible fate would have presented itself to you. My love, you would have taken his life eventually for there were many times he would have raised his hand to you!"
A glint of anger flashed across Nicholai's dark features.
"Yes, but---"
"I impregnated you with Helen and Myra." Nicholai smiled and continued speaking in a hushed voice. "Alex is my child from my previous marriage, but he is just as much your son as he is mine. He thinks the world of you and the girls. My life wasn't always secure, and as you know, my ex-wife shirked the responsibility of caring for Alex as she should have."
Rebecca smiled as she recalled the wonderful night of passion they had long ago. When Mike had left, it had not hurt her, but enlightened her. A dark cloud had been removed from her life. It was true about what he said of Alex. The boy had become very close to Rebecca within this short period of time, viewing her as the mother he wished he had. They were bonded, as a family should be.
Nicholai cupped her face in his hands. "I did not know that we would be granted this opportunity of a second chance together. I thought I would be stuck in that realm forever."
"But how? How can this be?"
"Ah, you mustn't question such miracles. It is what it is." Nicholai brushed a thumb across her lips.
She shuddered and dropped her gaze to the floor. "You mean, your selfless act of love broke the Tsar's curse?"
"Yes my ljubavnica." Nicholai smiled as tears formed in his eyes. "Now, this is over. Never shall you remember the past."
"Nicholai, I---"
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Within moments, Rebecca could not recall what she and Nicholai had been speaking about. He planted a kiss on her forehead, waved his hand, and murmured something in his Serbian tongue.
Rebecca shook her head and glanced at her husband. "What were you saying?" She lowered herself to the sofa, holding her hand to her head.
"Nicholai, I feel so dizzy."
"I was telling you how much I love you." A bright smile adorned his face as he leaned over to plant a smoldering kiss on her lips. "I will cherish you until the end of my days. Please know that."
Rebecca smiled as her husband sat down and placed an arm around her.
For some reason, she sensed there were more to those words than he cared to reveal. It really didn't matter to Rebecca, because for the first time in many years, she did not suffer from a heavy heart.
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Nicholai pulled her closer to him, nuzzling her ear. Rebecca basked in how he caressed her with such passion. Never in her life had any man ever made her feel so complete.
"I need you." Nicholai's gaze locked with hers, sending shivers down her spine. His fingers tweaked her hair, causing goose bumps to cover her flesh.
Her breasts tingled with excitement as his fingers traveled from her scalp and down the nape of her neck.
She listened as the children began to clear the dining room table. She heard Helen in the kitchen, filling the sink with water in preparation of cleaning the dishes. She smiled as she listened to the teenager telling her brother and sister about the science project that was due tomorrow. She had spent the entire weekend preparing it, with the exception of taking time off for the movie. Rebecca glanced at her husband, observing the fiery passion building in the dark abyss of his eyes.
"Don't keep me waiting." Nicholai's breath against the column of her neck was more than she could withstand.
"Nicholai!" To Rebecca, it was damn near impossible to speak. Her throat was parched, and her voice quivered. Her entire body shivered uncontrollably. Parting her lips to speak, she discovered she couldn't until Nicholai averted his gaze toward the kitchen. "We really should help the children clean up."
"They will be fine." Nicholai rose to his feet and held out his hand.
"They've been wanting to see their programs tonight. Within half an hour, they'll all be glued to the television." A devilish smile erupted on his face, and his voice was persistent.
Smiling, she lifted herself off the sofa. "You should be ashamed of yourself, leaving our children to clean the dirty kitchen. Normally, we all pitch in together."
"Oh, Rebecca." Nicholai exhaled while shaking his head. "You act as though we're forcing them to work on a chain gang somewhere down south.
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the walls. I promise you, there will be no mercy." Nicholai arched a dark brow before planting a kiss on her lips. He was a man who always followed through on his promises. "Come on." Nicholai wouldn't take no for an answer.
Together, they exited the living room.
The dining room table only contained a few dishes, which Nicholai cleared away with care. A hushed silence fell across the room.
"I wasn't expecting to see you two again until tomorrow morning,"
Helen cackled, allowing a wicked grin to form on her young features.
"Ew! Helen, knock it off!" Alex wrinkled his face as he loaded the dishwasher. "I really don't need to hear that, or picture it! Geez, I need to hurry up. Sins Of The Damned will be on soon."
"I thought you were watching Janna Danego with me," Myra said as she poked out her bottom lip and crossed her arms. "No fair, Alex. You promised!"
"Yeah, dude, I heard you tell her you would watch the premiere of Janna Danego two weeks ago," Helen said as she began wiping the mahogany dining room table off.
"Is this true, Alex?" A stern look masked Nicholai's dark features.
"Yes, sir," Alex murmured, dropping his gaze to the floor.
As Rebecca wiped down the stove and counter tops, she politely reminded Alex about certain expectations. "You need to keep your promise to your sister. You should never make promises you can't keep."
"I agree, young man," Nicholai said as he rushed to help with the dishes.
"Just record your show and watch it later. How long is the show, little one?"
Nicholai asked Myra before kissing her on top of the head.
"Only for an hour." Rebecca watched with love as Myra bit her lip. It filled her heart with joy at the tenderness and concern Nicholai showed for Myra. He always acted in that manner toward all the children. Each one was treated with fairness and loving care.
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"All right. You're right, Dad." Alex turned towards Myra. "I'm so sorry.
Come on, help me program my show and we'll watch Janna in your room."
"Okay!" Myra beamed with happiness as she followed her big brother upstairs.
"Well, I'll see you guys in the morning." Helen walked over toward Nicholai and Rebecca, planting kisses on their cheeks.
"What are your plans for the evening?" Rebecca completed the last stages of the kitchen as Nicholai looked on in anticipation.
"I'm watching the Desert Rose Band in concert," Helen replied with a twinkle in her eye. "Love you both, night-night." She exited the dining room with a bounce in her walk, leaving her parents alone in the kitchen.
"Well, shall we retire for the evening?" Nicholai winked at her.
Rebecca interpreted his words and his actions. She knew in her heart they would not be sleeping anytime soon. Heat flushed her face as Nicholai reached out, brushing the back of his hand against her cheek. Her lips parted, releasing a gasp as his other hand cupped one of her breasts. Nicholai pursued her, backing her against the kitchen sink. Rebecca sighed as his lips discovered her neck.
"I love you so much," Nicholai murmured as his kisses sent bolts of electricity throughout her body.
"Uh!" She shuddered as the heated arousal flooded her silk panties. He bent down, allowing Rebecca to feel his hard cock against her abdomen.
"I love you, too, with all my heart." She barely noticed as the words abandoned her lips because she was so lost in her husband's obsidian eyes.
Sometimes it felt as though he cast a spell over her.
"Mmm. You smell so good." Nicholai inhaled Rebecca's scent, shifting her emotions into overdrive. His hands descended to her buttocks, forcing her breath from her as he squeezed her derriere.
"Oh, Nicholai." Rebecca squirmed against his body as his greedy tongue slipped past his lips. Her hands traveled to the button of his jeans, the need to feel the length of his bare cock in her hands consuming her. Her body burned with intense longing for him to fill her.
Nicholai's tongue dueled with hers as his large hands explored her body.
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With hunger, she sucked on his tongue as the throbbing sensation between her legs heightened. Her pussy clenched with desire as his moans filtered through her ears. Damn, his voice was so husky, and tinged with underlying sexual tones. Wasting no time, Rebecca unzipped his blue jeans. Beads of sweat formed on her brow as her hand discovered its way inside Nicholai's zipper. He moaned when she squeezed his engorged organ.
"Ah my ljubavnica." Nicholai groaned again. A hissing sound released from his kiss-swollen lips. His hand weaved itself in her hair just before he broke the connection. "I'm hungry for you, now!" His eyes burrowed deep into Rebecca's soul. "Basement or bedroom? Decide now or I shall take you here in the kitchen."
"You know I have no problem with you making love to me here in the kitchen." Rebecca bit her lip as Nicholai shot her a seedy look.
"You better not. We have managed to christen every room in this house, with the exception of our children's' rooms, of course. Rebecca, I'll take you anywhere and everywhere. Now, make your decision, woman."
"Basement." The word was barely out of her mouth when Nicholai clasped his hand around her wrist, ushering her toward the basement door.
Anticipation coursed through her veins like a freight train as she wondered what diabolical plan her husband had in mind for the rest of the evening.
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Nicholai flicked on the basement light and hooked the latch he'd crafted on the inside of the door. This was just a precaution to ensure their children would never walk in on their trysts. Once secured, they descended into the plush basement. As they walked, Rebecca glanced at her husband, and the look he gave her drilled her to the core. He could make her melt with just one glance.
She stood next to the black velvet sofa as Nicholai strolled toward the knob on the wall, adjusting the brightness of the basement's lighting. Now, the mood was perfect. His eyes never left her. Rebecca shook, and her nipples stiffened and strained against the lace material of her bra. She watched in silence as she witnessed her husband free himself from his red shirt. The thick platinum and black hair dusked his chiseled chest.
"Undress for me, Rebecca, now!" His voice cracked with passion, and his urge to dominate consumed her. Nicholai leaned against the wall, folding his arms across his chest. "I plan to take you on the floor, then I will have my way with you on the pool table."
Slowly, Rebecca removed the black, form-fitting, nylon dress from her body. She stared at her husband until she wore nothing but her black lace bra and panty set.
"Now, remove the bra, slowly." Nicholai's penetrating gaze made her wish he'd take her right now, but she carried out his demand. She heard his sigh as her full breasts were freed from the confining bra, and she flung the material on the floor. Rebecca's heart raced as her husband's eyes studied her physique.
Nicholai wasted no time shedding his jeans. She felt her eyes widen as his cock strained against his black briefs. Powerful, muscular legs supported his frame. In anticipation of this moment, Rebecca was rendered breathless as he approached her.
"How wet are you for me?" His gaze stunned her.
"Extremely wet," Rebecca said on a moan and a whisper as her chest heaved uncontrollably.
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His hands slid into black lace panties, seeking her treasure. She winced in pleasure as Nicholai slid a finger inside her dripping pussy. All control had abandoned her as his digit slid in and out of her, slow at first, then obtaining speed. Her own musky fragrance mingled within her nostrils as he dipped his head, planting firelike kisses along her neck.
"Nicholai!" His name rolled off her lips, and the feeling of flames erupted all over her body. His pace quickened after sliding another finger inside, causing her hips to match his rhythm. Smiling, he withdrew his juice-laden fingers from her, slipping them between his hungry lips. Through hazy eyes, she witnessed Nicholai's tongue caressing his digits.
"Mmm. You're too sweet, my ljubavnica."
"Nicholai," Rebecca panted like a female dog in heat. Her body ached with need, and was ready and willing for anything. A soft mew escaped her as he gathered a handful of her hair and planted smoldering kisses on her mouth. She moaned against those fantastic lips of his and leaned into his body. He pulled away from her, and stroked her thick hair. He flashed his teeth as he shed the remaining garment, allowing his cock to spring free. A small drop of pre-come dangled from the head, and Rebecca was forced to stifle the urge to wrap her lips around his tool.
"Oh no, not yet." Nicholai appeared to read her mind as he sank to the plush, maroon carpet, pulling her on top of him. "Take these off. I need to feel your wetness against my body." The throbbing sensation between her thighs increased as she clumsily pulled the lace from her tormented body. A smile adorned Nicholai's features as his hands discovered their way toward her breasts.
"Now, straddle me, Rebecca."
She did as she was told, allowing her heat to sear her husband's flesh. He closed his eyes in pleasure as their flesh merged. Their bodies were scorching hot. Rebecca half closed her eyelids as she felt him tweaking her nipples. His calloused hands encased her breasts and squeezed them. Rebecca's body descended over his face as he guided the aching tips into his mouth.
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her. "Oooh, Nicholai." She murmured his name and threw her head back in sheer ecstasy.
He took both nipples into his mouth at once and sucked them hard, exciting Rebecca as she witnessed his actions. Hot cream flowed along her inner thighs as she felt his mouth and hands exploring her breasts. Eyes closed, Rebecca gyrated her flaming cunt against his body as Nicholai released the throbbing tips. She cried out his name, digging her nails into his skin. He reached around and gave her ass a few hard smacks.
"That's right, Becca. Grind that pussy against me, honey. I want you to baptize me in your juices!" The man possessed a knack for getting her off without laying a finger on her. She was certain he'd push her over the edge at any given moment.
"Ah, baby, come for me." Soft moans filled the basement, and she rested her hands on top of his.
"Make love to me, now!" Rebecca's chest heaved up and down.
"Ah, you seek to be the dominant?" Nicholai grinned, and squeezed a plush buttock.
"I do. It is my turn to command now." The need to have him fill her was overwhelming, and if he did not take her soon, she swore she'd go mad with desire.
"Impatient, are we?" Nicholai's dark eyebrows knitted together as his hand abandoned her breasts to explore other parts of her body. Soon enough, the large hands rested on the soft mounds of her derriere. With a groan, he squeezed her flesh, forcing her to grind harder against his body.
"Easy now, my love." Nicholai chuckled at her impatience.
Straightening herself up, she allowed a hand to creep toward his cock, which was now hard as steel. Smiling, Rebecca began pumping his thick, swollen member, causing him to grit his teeth together in ecstasy.
"Take me, impatient little vixen." He almost sounded like an animal.
With the other hand, she stroked the black and platinum hairs on his chest.
To increase his pleasure, she pinched Nicholai's nipples just as hard as he'd pinched hers earlier, causing his hips to thrust against her flesh. "Mmmm, my darling." He panted as she hoisted herself above his thick cock. "That's right, 59
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take what is yours, baby. Let me see those beautiful tits bouncing up and down as you pleasure yourself on my cock."
His words were sweet, coaxing her as she slid down the length of his tool. As she bucked her hips in pleasure, Rebecca's pussy muscles tightened around Nicholai, tearing a loud moan from his throat. The urge to control him coursed through her blood like a hurricane as she squeezed his thick tool as hard as she could.
"Ah, yeah baby!" His tortured cry put a smile on her face. "Yes, fuck, you have me right where you want me!" Rebecca felt his body shake beneath hers.
"Do you like that?" She teased and taunted him, licking her lips as she slid up and down his cock. At first, she slowed her pace, then, as her desire heightened, she increased the tempo. Deciding to tease him further, Rebecca eased herself up to the tip while contracting her strong muscles around him.
Satisfaction hit her hard as she saw the veins in Nicholai's neck bulge. While gritting his teeth, his fingertips dug into the softness of her ass cheeks.
"Answer my question!" Her voice was demanding and she felt her nostrils flare as she witnessed her husband groan and moan from her actions.
"Yes, fuck yeah, Becca! You make me want to come, but you're not getting off that easy, you little wench!" Nicholai reached up with one hand to squeeze one of her nipples, sending a sizzling bolt of pleasure over her entire being. Seizing even more control, Rebecca grabbed Nicholai's wrists and smiled as she pinned them beside his body. He laughed, acting as though he couldn't free himself from her grasp. "That's right, fuck me, baby. Come on!
Do it harder!" To Rebecca, he sounded almost like an animal, and she loved it.
With minimal effort, Nicholai broke her grip around his wrists, grasping her around the waist. His brow arched and an evil grin etched itself across his features. "Harder! Ride it like you own it!"
"I do own it, and don't you ever forget it!"
"That's my baby. That's what Nicholai wants to hear. Turn around, beautiful. Allow me to see that ass bouncing up and down while you ride me."
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After easing herself off his cock, Nicholai stroked himself every so often, squeezing the sensitive, purplish head. It turned her on so much as she watched him. He then placed the head against her dew coated folds.
His flesh was hot and burned against Rebecca's. He hissed as he allowed himself to be sucked into her tight cavern once again. For a few moments, she tightened her pussy muscles around him until he released a throaty groan.
Observing the results of her control, she smiled as she lifted her hips until he was out of her, then she turned to face the wall.
Rebecca focused her gaze across their huge basement as Nicholai brushed his cock against her swollen pussy lips. He slapped her ass, causing the cheek to sting. She gritted her teeth, refusing to allow him to send her to an orgasm so quick.
"Stop it. I want this moment to last forever."
Nicholai grinned and rubbed the head of his cock against her clitoris, causing her to shudder. To repay him, she teased him, allowing her hips to hover above his engorged head.
"Nicholai!" Rebecca released a high-pitched squeal.
"What, baby?" He played innocent at first, then laughed a wicked laugh she loved so much. It filled her soul as he pulled her onto his cock. With ease, she slid down the slick length, enjoying how he filled her. She moaned as she rode him, throwing her head back and squeezing her breasts. His hands burned her flesh as they squeezed her rear. In an instant they found their way to her waist, where they coaxed her to ride him faster and harder.
To Rebecca, Nicholai's balls looked as though they would burst at any moment. Smiling, she allowed her hand to cup and knead the heavy sacks of flesh, providing him with extra pleasure. Working her muscles, she squeezed him with all she had to give until her man's tortured moan pierced the quiet of the basement. In retaliation, he slapped an ass cheek, and Rebecca felt a finger trace a trail of fire from her tailbone and up the deep cleft of her back.
"So stunning." Her husband's words rung through her ears, and she smiled. She knew his desire for her was as insatiable, as hers was for him. She trembled since she could feel every bit of emotion he experienced. "Rise up, beautiful. Now it is my time to spread you wide on the pool table."
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Rebecca's pussy clenched by itself, signaling her approaching orgasm.
"I'm close to coming. Nicholai, make me come, now, please."
"You want to come? I'll make you come. Rise up. Allow me to take you doggie-style."
This was one of her favorite and most vulnerable positions. Once hearing those words, Rebecca eased herself off his cock. Her ass hoisted in the air, she supported her upper body with her elbows. She licked her lips in anticipation as Nicholai stroked her cream coated pussy, causing her to stiffen with desire.
"Mmm, Nicholai." She arched her back as he rubbed the clit with his index finger, and in doing so, made her scream out in pleasure.
"What's my name?" His pace quickened, her juices flowed, and her gut quivered as he slid a roughened finger inside her cunt.
"Nicholai!" Rebecca humped his finger, thrusting her hips hard against him.
"I'm sorry, I can't hear you." He continued his ministrations on her clit, and eased his middle finger inside so that there were now two fingers pumping in and out of her tight hole.
Her arousal increased as he fingered her to the point that she felt as though she was losing her mind. Arching her back and hissing like a wildcat, Rebecca bucked and ground against his hand until he forced her to come on his fingers.
"Oh Nicholai, I'm coming!" Her stomach heaved, and her entire body shuddered uncontrollably as her pussy muscles tightened around her husband's thick, work roughened fingers. Harsh cries of pleasure filled the room, and Nicholai's husky voice coaxed her into a whirlwind of a second orgasm, this one better than the first.
"Uh-Uh-Uh-Oooh!" Rebecca released a small scream as he forced her to surrender all that she had to offer. Wave after wave rocked her body hard, drenching his fingers and hands in her arousal.
"That's right, my babe, Rebecca. Come for me. Oh, baby, look at you.
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little, applying pressure to her swollen clit.
"Come for me again, and this time, call my name." Now his finger was out of her, and the devil of a man rolled the fleshy bud between his fingers.
He was demanding now, and it didn't take long for him to force another orgasm out of her.
Rebecca's seizure-like climax rocked her body hard as Nicholai watched, taking great pleasure at his control over her body.
"Oooh, umm, Nicholai!" Her body exploded with the flow of her honey dripping down her man's hand. Now, partially sated, she became a mangled mass of nerves, thanks to her husband. Rebecca's legs shook like Jell-O. No longer possessing the ability to support herself, she collapsed onto the floor.
"Oh sweets, I'm nowhere near finished with you." Before she could blink, the head of his cock separated her pussy lips, filling her to the hilt.
Nicholai delivered swift, demanding strokes of his cock inside her while pulling her hair, knocking the breath from her body. The mound of her pussy rubbed against the carpet with each of his thrusts, and her body shivered with pleasure. Rebecca cried out as Nicholai bit her along the column of her neck.
"What is it baby, hmm?"
In retaliation, she clenched his cock with her pussy muscles.
"Oh baby, yes. Squeeze my cock, honey, squeeze it!"
Feeling his roughened hands grip her waist, she shuddered. Nicholai drove his thick cock deeper inside her as she welcomed another earth shattering orgasm.
"Come on my cock like you came on my fingers." With one hand, he reached around to fondle Rebecca's breasts.
"Oh, not yet. Do me on the pool table, baby."
Obliging, he pulled himself out of her and rose to his feet. Nicholai assisted Rebecca to hers, but since her legs were so wobbly, he scooped her up into his arms. He nuzzled her cheek as he carried her over to the pool table.
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off here, and then we'll shower and sleep. Assume the position." Nicholai's gaze was stern, and his jaw was set tight. The muscle dancing in his jaw set her over the edge.
Watching them performing in the mirror always heightened their bedroom activities. Lifting her left leg up, she propped it on the table while supporting her body weight with the right leg. Nicholai smiled at her in the mirror as his cock invaded her tender folds. He groaned as he sunk balls deep into her honey-filled pussy.
"Ah, so hot and tight!" Nicholai's large hands cupped her breasts and he pumped in and out of her with unchained passion.
"Harder!" Rebecca clenched her teeth and hissed like a cat. Nicholai pulled himself almost half way out, then slammed himself deep inside again.
"You like that?"
"Oh baby, yesss! Pull my hair. You know how I like it. Do it!"
"Like this?" Nicholai thrust his hands in her dark tresses and pulled with each thrust.
"Oh yes, ooohhh!" She loved how her breasts jiggled each time he thrust hard inside her. She placed one of his hands on the aching mound of flesh, begging him to pinch her nipples too. He buried his fists within her hair. Her neck was exposed to his mouth, and he took full advantage. He continued to nibble at her erogenous zone until he felt her body grow limp.
"Tell me you love me," he said against the column of her neck. His voice was hushed, his breath broken.
"I love you. God, I love you so much." Another orgasm formed inside her along with the powerful emotions she possessed for her husband.
"More, my sweet Rebecca?"
"Tell me what I need to hear, Nicholai!"
"Arrgggh, we are bound together, in body, heart, and soul. There is no doubt about it. Ah beautiful, I'm close." One last thrust of his cock sent Rebecca spiraling over the edge. In unison, the couple cried out before collapsing in a sweaty heap on the pool table.
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her heaving body.
"Ah, my beautiful Rebecca. Do you wish to sleep on the pool table tonight?" It wasn't the first time they'd slept on the table after their heated escapades.
Lazily, she lifted the other leg up and rolled herself onto the pool table, curling up in a fetal position. Nicholai laughed and strolled into the utility room, collecting a crisp sheet from the laundry basket.
"I guess it's a good thing Helen received a phone call from Darla. Had she finished folding the laundry, we wouldn't have anything to cover us with!" Nicholai laughed as he spread the sheet over Rebecca's aching body.
"Yeah, I guess it is a blessing in disguise." She smiled at her husband and patted the spot next to her. Dimming the lights even lower, Nicholai climbed on the pool table, encasing her in his strong arms while burying his nose against her neck.
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Charisma Knight lives in the Maryland area with her darling daughters and her overactive imagination. Her love for vampires prompted her to pursue writing in March 2009.
Vampires are her first love. Werewolves, ghosts, and dragons follow close behind. She writes of old or "cursed" souls who are reincarnated over the sands of time. Quite often these souls must atone for past sins they care not to remember before fulfilling their destinies.
Her stories contain an erotic wild edge with a little fantasy sprinkled within. On occasion, one will discover some stories deal with real life situations. There are certain trials and tribulations everyone faces while walking down that cobblestone road called life. Charisma enjoys writing about how her characters triumph over the hurdles in their existence.

