Chapter 4

I remove the quilt that I had draped around myself, "Here take this and wrap it around yourself when you're done." I tried hard not to look over at him as I pulled two quilts from my bed and spread them out before the fire making a pallet for him on the floor. Just as I placed the pillows down I felt him step beside me. "Come, Dante and lay before the fire, you need to get warm."

He stretched out his long body and rested his head on one of my pillows, and then I spread out the rest of my bed covering over him. While looking down at him I remembered that my little sister stayed out in the cold to long once almost freezing to death and that mom got into bed with her to help warm her. So without hesitation I climbed under the covers with him and pressed myself close. I rubbed my hand over his chest through the quilt he had against his skin as he laid on his back, mumbling under my breath, "I can't have you catching cold and dying on me. Not after I've just found you."

He turned on his side to face me, putting his back to the fire. Then he reached out and pulled me close. "Your body will help warm me more then anything, Marina."

I know I should have felt afraid being so close to him, especially since he was naked under that quilt, but I didn't. I don't know what it is but it just felt right to be here with him like that.

Under the covers my hands somehow found their way under the quilt to touch upon his bare chest. My hands seem to have a mind all of their own as they changed from a healing touch to a caress. "Why did you come to me on such a terrible night Dante? What is it you see in me that no other man ever has?"

He brought a hand up to my cheek and slid the back of his fingers against my skin. "What I see Marina, is a beautiful, strong woman, who stood up for what she believes is in, but I also see more then that." His fingertips lightly moved over my lips. "I also see a woman who cares for her family and friends deeply. Who has her own thoughts and knows her own mind. And most of all, Marina, I see a woman who knows her own heart and knows exactly what it will take to please its desires."

I trembled as he brought my hand up to his cheek. "I can fulfill all of your heart's desires, Marina, if you let me."

He kissed my fingertips, caressing each one with his lips before he placed a gentle kiss in my palm. Next I his mouth was at my wrist; its touch making my pulse jump. He softly moaned as the fingers on my other hand curl against his chest lightly scratching him. "I know what you hunger for, Marina."

He leaned in and brushed his soft lips to mine. Then he kissed me a second time; the gentle pressure of his kiss parted my lips for his tongue. His mouth swallowed my moan as he slowly stroked his tongue inside, making me whimper with need when he pulled away. "I can make your body ache so badly with hunger, Marina. I have so many ways that I could show you, that could satisfy you with, my love."

I moaned as his words seem to do just that. I ached with hunger for him like I'd never had for anyone before in my life. I took his hand and placed it low on my belly. "I'm so empty inside and so hungry for your touch."

Some strange power seemed to take over. It made me act boldly as I took his hand and placed it between my legs, pushing the gown and his hand up against my sex. My need for him caused me to rub myself shamelessly against it. "I can't stop thinking about you or dreaming about you. This ache never goes away, it just keeps growing stronger and stronger. Everything I do to try and ease it only ends up making it worse Dante. Please, I beg of you..."

My voice trailed off into a moan when he growled low in his throat and cupped my sex, pushing his hand into my grinding motions. Before I knew it he had my gown off and had me on my back underneath him, cradling him between my thighs as he pressed his mouth hard to mine, thrusting his tongue deep inside. His cock up pressed against me, so big and hard, making my hunger grow hot and so out of control that I rubbed my wetness up against him with each thrust of his tongue into my mouth.

He took my hands from his body and put them beside my head, twining our fingers together as his mouth moved down over my throat to the side of my neck. He whispered against my pounding pulse. "Soon you will be mine."

As the fire crackled beside us his mouth moved to my breasts. I gasped out when he licked around my nipple in a circle. My back arched upward against his tongue and I moaned deeply when his lips wrapped around it and began to suck. I felt on fire as wetness flooded between my legs.

I lifted my head and watched him slide downward, his sinful mouth causing my belly to quiver under his kiss. He let go of my hands and looked up at me, our eyes locked on each other. He pushed my legs open wider as he moved down farther, a wicked grin crossed his face and his eyes appeared to glow. Then I watched as he closed them and took a deep breath, "You smell so sweet, Marina. I can't wait a moment longer to taste you."

My body shook with a mixture of hunger, lust and a bit of fear. He turned his gaze upward and held me in place with just a look. Then he slid his tongue out between his lips, the fire highlighting its wetness as he worked the tip into my slit.

"Dante..." My startled cry slipped out before my hands could cover my mouth. His tongue flicked me again and I let out a muffled squeal as my body jerked up hard from the floor to push my flesh against his hot tongue.

I heard him growl and the next thing I knew he opened his mouth wide and clamped it tight to my pussy, creating suction so strong that it felt like he was going to suck me completely into his mouth. And his tongue did such wicked things to me. It moved up and down, dipped in and out, and flicked over and around my clit. My insides grew so hot and tight. I felt on the verge of the biggest orgasm of my life as my body strained toward his mouth.

I pulled my hands from my mouth just long enough to beg, "Please, Dante."

He gazed up at my face and broke the suction of his mouth, only to wrap his lips around my throbbing clit and began to suck. That depraved tongue flicked on the tip between each suckle before he bit down on my clit, causing my orgasm to explode.

The juices poured from inside as wave after wave of pleasure went through me. I heard him moaning and sucking between my legs, his greedy tongue lapping at my wetness like he couldn't get enough of me.

After muffling my cries with my hands they fell to my sides. "Oh Dante..."