Guardian Awakening by C. Osborne Rapley Page B

reaching for his clothes when a splash caught his attention.
    Aesia had stood and was wading over to him. He felt then tension return as she drew closer. Her wet hair cascaded down her slim body, partly covering her breasts. Water drops glistened like jewels on her skin in the sunlight, her strange cat like eyes, pointed ears, and small firm breasts made him think she must be the embodiment of a water nymph, this waterfall and pool hers to command.  
    A lump rose in his throat, a constriction in his chest, heat returning to his body. “God, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen!” He blurted it out without thinking.
    She stopped, he held his breath, felt his face burn, heart pounding waiting for the outburst of indignation. Her skin between her breasts went darker the flush went to her neck and cheeks. She turned away as if embarrassed at her nakedness. She stumbled on a wet rock. Tristan leapt to his feet and went over to her.
    He knelt beside her. “Your leg, are you OK?”  
    “Yes I think so.” She looked up at him with her blue eyes, and she shook her head slightly “No… I…” she whispered it softly. Her lips parted her tongue flicked across them making them glisten. Suddenly the air around them seemed to crackle and his heart pounded; the fresh smell of her, the warmth of her naked skin, he kissed her. Her body trembled beneath him. He half expected a slap but her tongue sought his.
     
    She felt him harden against her thigh. The barrier she had been holding ever since she first touched his mind collapsed. She could not deny herself any longer. She wanted him with every fibre of her being. He was not one of her people, his ways strange an alien, but her desire radiated out from a hard knot in her very core, taking all reason with it. This was the point of no return, she could not go back now.  
    Her heightened senses were aware of him. She was hot with need, aching for him. The kiss had sealed both their fates.  
    He shifted position laying, his body over hers. Her heart pounded and blood raced like molten fire in her veins. Her arms went round his shoulders, pulling him down to her. She arched her back as she grabbed is hand and guided it to her breast. Throwing her head back she groaned as he kissed her neck and her breast hardened beneath his hands.  
    She clung tightly to him, her body writhing, breathing heavily between little sobs and sighs. She guided him with her hands and her mind. He kissed her face, long pent up tension and passion gripped them. She reached for him, wrapping her legs round his thighs to pull him deep into her. The permanent connection was made. The sudden telepathic and physical connection caused her senses to explode. Tristan gritted his teeth as her body pulsed in rhythmic waves around him.  
    She tightened her legs round his back, pulling him ever closer to her. He was taking her to a place that stole her soul. The heat engulfed them. They moved together slowly at first then ever faster. The second explosion came far more powerful than the first and she bit his lip as shuddering uncontrolled waves took her body. She held him to her, her legs pulling him deeper, their embrace so hard that they both felt they occupied the same place in the universe. They were for one powerful, overwhelming moment, the same person, minds as well as bodies linked in a burning fire, giving and receiving under a strange sun.

    They lay together in the warm sunlight totally spent. After a while she lifted her head to look at him her long soft hair cascading over his chest. “Tristan?”
    “Yes?” He looked up into her strange blue eyes each like a cloudless blue sky. “What?”
    “When we mate it is for life, you felt the connection didn’t you?”  
    He nodded. “Yes, I have never experienced anything so intense before.”  
    “The first time Sicceians mate there is change, our telepathic connection is synchronised, and it can only happen to us once. It is not like that