Healing A Soul

Ok, here it is... the lemon! I hope you guys enjoy, and bare with me it has been a while since i've written one. I hope you like it...and don't forget to review!


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For the third time that evening time stood still as he let her words settle in. He had longed to hear her say that for so long, and now that she had said it, it was hard to believe. He was never a man of many words, and while he longed to tell her the same, he knew it wouldn’t come out the way he wanted it too.

But he could show her. And that’s exactly what he intended to do.

Gently he nuzzled her face, finding her lips once again and claiming them in a passionate kiss.

Swiftly he took her in his arms, earning a soft gasp from her mouth which he swallowed within his own. Gently he laid her down upon the bed and pulled away from their kiss, letting her breathe.

Words weren’t exchanged between them as he gazed upon her. He had watched her upon her bed before, but tonight he would join her and he wanted to savor every moment he could. Gracefully he crawled onto the bed, running his hands against the smooth skin of her legs, pulling them apart slowly so he could settle between her knees.

Her eyes never left his as his large hands grazed along her heated flesh, caressing her inner thighs tenderly. A mischevious grin graced his features as his hands pulled away from her and brought them to the hem of her nightshirt. He had always hated it, but tonight he wouldn’t have to look at it.

With little resistance from the woman beneath him he pulled it up, uncovering her perfect skin as he went. Her soft stomach, flat and scarred by him, her perfect breasts, full and aching to be touched, until at last he freed her fully. She shifted her gaze from his and a deep blush began to tint her cheeks. Taking his time he gazed upon her, trailing his fingertips along her quivering flesh, gaining a soft whimper from her. She was beautiful… in fact that wasn’t even the right word. No words could describe what he looked upon at this moment. Her skin felt like the finest silk, and looked it too. She was pale but not completely without color. There was a soft tanned hue to her body, giving her a stronger appearance. She wasn’t weak or frail like so many he had seen. Everything about her was more than his wildest fantasies could conjure up. A few scars covered her skin, but this only added to her perfection. She was real.

Slowly his eyes came to rest upon the scar he had given her that night his memories came back to haunt him. Carefully he reached toward it, only letting the tips of his fingers drag over it, almost as if it were still fresh and he had to be careful. He hadn’t meant to hurt her, but she had never said anything about it. The incident itself was never mentioned, and it was their secret.

He had always wanted to ask her about it, to see if she resented him for it. He wished he could take it away from her, erase it from her body completely. Slowly he leaned toward her stomach coming level with the scar he had left. His hair fell around them, shielding her eyes from what he intended to do.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the smooth wetness of his tongue lap along the scar. Warmth pooled in her belly and the muscles of her thighs quivered as she felt a wetness pool between her legs at the feel of his tongue against her skin and the soft tickling of his hair against her sensitive flesh. He paid close attention to the imperfection gracing her body, dragging slow licks along her skin almost as if he thought he could wash it away. Without realizing it she had begun to arch against his mouth, feeling his lips graze her flesh. A soft cry left her as he grasped her hand with his own and slowly left wet kisses along her stomach as he began to move up her body.

Her aching breasts were left unattended as he kissed between them up toward her neck. Tender kisses were applied along her pulse, a nip accompanying them as if to let her know that no, she wasn’t imagining anything.

He felt her legs come up to surround his body, welcoming his presence and letting him know she wanted him there. Her body was on fire as she arched fully against him, baring her smooth neck to his eager mouth. The marks the vampire left on her were bruised but the cuts weren’t deep. Another battle wound she had because of him. Slowly he let his mouth surround the cuts, sucking gently upon them, soothing the ache with his tongue as he pressed his weight against her, letting her feel his body. He was still clothed, but she was determined to fix that.

He could feel her small hands pulling upon his collar, seeking to remove it so she could remove the rest of his clothes. He continued to lavish attention upon her neck as she at last freed his collar and pulled open his shirt. She was hasty to be close to him, and he was quickly losing his resolve as he felt her soft fingertips graze over his bare flesh, her nail gently scraping over a taut nipple. A groan was ripped from his mouth as he bit down upon her neck, gaining a surprised yip out of her. Slowly he pulled away from her body, gazing down into her smoldering blue eyes.

He had never seen her this way. She was completely lost to him. Her face flushed and her eyes glazed in utter pleasure. She was always so sure of her actions and what was happening around her. Now she looked vulnerable and innocent. He would have her slowly, giving her more pleasure than she could dream of. Bracing himself above her on one arm he let his other reach to grasp the one that was exploring his scarred chest. Without breaking his gaze from hers he brought her hand to his lips, laying a soft kiss upon her knuckles. Then slowly pulling her fingers to his mouth he let her index finger slip inside, sucking on it gently. A moan left her and he watched as her eyes closed and her head fell back against the pillows. Slowly he let his hand graze over her body, exploring her, letting her get to know his touch.

Gently he trailed over her breasts, letting his fingertips close around her puckered nipple, pulling on it slightly earning a sigh from her lips. Her eyes never opened as he continued to suckle upon her finger, his hands continuing to explore the smooth skin of her stomach and further below. Her legs parted of their own accord, her mind unknowing in what he was going to do, but her body fully aware of the desires she need quenched. Carefully he let his hands slip inside of her underwear, the heat of her passion almost burning him as he cupped her in his large hand. Her eyes flew open and a cry ripped from her mouth as he slipped his middle finger inside her drenched lips, stroking her slowly. Her eyes were wide as he continued to stroke her, making her feel things she never felt before.

Her finger slipped from his lips, and slowly he leaned down to regard her. His mouth was inches from her own and slowly he slipped his finger inside of her, feeling her tight walls close around him. A gasp left her and he took the opportunity to cover her mouth with his, sliding his tongue inside without hesitation. He stroked her mouth with his as his finger found a rhythm within her body, letting her become accustomed to the new sensation.

Her hands clenched in his hair as his thumb found her sensitive nub and pushed against it, gaining a scream for his efforts. Breaking their kiss he pulled away to watch her. Her face was flushed no longer in embarrassment but passion. Her lips were swollen from his kisses and her blue eyes were glazed with the sensations he was creating within her.

She never knew it would feel like this. From time to time she had experimented and found out how to pleasure herself, but she had never reached this amount of pleasure. She didn’t know what was happening or how to make it end, and at the same time she never wanted it to. The feel of his fingers upon her down there and the feel of them inside of her was overwhelming. She felt like she would die if it lasted much longer, but was terrified at the end result. It was as if she was falling and had no idea how to stop. She clung to him for dear life, pleading with him to catch her.

His voice was like a prayer as he leaned toward her ear, whispering to her with an unbridled passion lacing his normally smooth tone.

“It’s ok, I’m here.” He murmured, kissing her temple as she felt everything crash in on her as his thumb pressed against her little nub one last time. Her body arched hard against his unyielding frame and she felt as if she would break in half from the shear intensity of his touch still caressing against her as she came, screaming her release against his chest.

She was trembling and his hands played along her heated body soothingly as she cleared her mind, relishing the calm that had settled within her. She could feel his lips grazing her temple and her cheeks as he let her relax from the climax she had just reached. His hands were soft against her, and slowly the fire was building once again, yearning for something more this time.

He felt her hip shift into his hand as he continued to caress her, letting him know she was appreciative of his attentions to her. The enjoyment she had taken from his touch was the most intoxicating sight he had ever beheld. The moans she gave and the way she reached out to him was enough to make him want to dive inside of her and bring her to a height of need and satisfaction only he could offer her. Maybe in the future he could be less tender, but tonight he would give her everything a first time should be. Tonight he would show her the love he felt in his heart with his body and not his words.

She began to stir against him, and again he could feel her questing hands at work on his own body. He let her feel him, let himself take pleasure in her touch as her wandering hands glided toward the button on his pants. He braced himself above her and allowed his free hand to continue stroking along her hip as he felt her lips ghost over his neck and her small hand slip inside of his pants. A gasp of surprise escaped her as she came in contact with his very erect member. In the height of her passion he had forgotten his own and now he realized how very aroused he was. Her single touch threatened to undo him as he rocked slightly into her grasp.

His body was on fire as he felt her shy tongue sweep along his neck and her hand cup him fully. He couldn’t hold back any longer and slowly he rocked against her, feeling the smoothness of her palm grip him and squeeze his hard shaft as he pushed against her. It was almost too much, he was so close and this isn’t how he wanted it. He wanted to spill inside of the woman beneath him and with much effort he disengaged her hand from his aching member. Her mouth left his neck and slowly she settled against the pillows again, an apology uttered from her.

He shook his head at her as he struggled to catch his breath and keep his desires at bay as he felt her other hand slide over his chest the other still residing in his own. Tenderly he squeezed the one he held and leaned down to place a gentle kiss upon her pouting lips. A smile graced his features to let her know he wasn’t displeased and in return she kissed him tenderly to let him know she understood.

He knew she needed him desperately and he too needed that same comfort. Quickly he sat up from her and stood to let his pants drop to the floor, leaving him completely naked to her gaze. He let her eyes wander over his body for a moment, watching as they widened slightly when she found his evident desire standing proudly. Before she could become afraid of his size he settled himself once more between her knees, and slowly began to remove her soaked underwear.

The blush she wore in the beginning was back as he was fully able to glance at her completely unclothed. She was perfect and he would show her. Slowly he began to lay kisses along her body once again. Starting at her knees he worked his mouth along her legs, teasing her inner thighs and breathing deeply her scent. He would save that venture for another time.

Carefully he bypassed her aching sex, allowing his lips to travel up her stomach and once again over her scar. Slowly his tongue lapped at the skin of her breasts and without warning he drew a hardened nipple into the warm wetness of his mouth. Suckling upon her he felt her arch against him and he was rewarded with yet another moan of pleasure as his other hand occupied her neglected breast, pinching the nipple gently. Releasing her breast he moved to the other, allowing his tongue to flick over the mistreated bud soothingly. She moaned his name and with that he moved to her.

Carefully he settled between her inviting legs, rubbing his manhood against her open body, feeling her wetness coat him. She moaned at the new sensations and his patience threatened to break. She was hot and open, ready for him and he ached to bury himself within her. Somehow he pushed aside his passions and slowly let her feel him. She began to pant against his lips as he rubbed along her slick opening, reveling in the feel of her hips beginning to move against his, learning how to take her own pleasure from his body.

Her mind was clouded in passion at the feel of him. His sweat slicked body rubbed against hers as his shaft rubbed against her aching center. She didn’t know what was happening anymore and all fear was gone from her. She desperately needed him, wanted to feel him press inside of her and fill her empty body. His angle changed slightly and his breath panted in her ear as his hardened member grazed her clit, wrenching his name from her lips. That was enough to for him and she felt him still against her.

The sound of her soft voice was enough to undo him, and slowly he positioned himself at her waiting entrance. Her eyes held no fear in them and for once in his life he felt peace settle within his body. She trusted him completely and he knew for the very first time that she always had. She did love him.

Slowly he slid began to slide within her, her virgin walls gripping him in their heat tightly. A groan left him as he adjusted to the feel of her, aching to move freely within her. It was almost too much, he felt like he was being suffocated, breathing was suddenly impossible and he almost came as he felt her hips rock against his, pulling him deeper within her body.

His eyes snapped open and searched for her own. Her eyes were closed to him, and he stilled his movements, waiting for her to regard him. Slowly her blue gaze opened to his, and with a nod she gave him permission. Grabbing her hips firmly in his hands he raised her slightly from the bed and thrust his way fully into her body. He felt the resistance break and heard her whimper as he seated himself within her. It was exquisite to say the least. She was tight and hot. He had never felt anything so perfect, she fit him wonderfully as if she had been made specifically for him. He had always thought that sentiment was ridiculous, but now he understood it as he felt her quiver around him. His need to move was overwhelming, but he stayed still, braced above the quiet woman beneath him, waiting for her discomfort to subside.

She knew it would hurt, and she had been through more painful things before, but it was surprising nonetheless. Tears leaked from her eyes as she gazed upon his face. His eyes were closed and his breathing was heavy. Her heart stopped as she gazed upon him in the dim candle light. There was a fine sheen of sweat covering his body and his hair stuck to him everywhere it touched, including her. His muscled body was taut and she could see his muscles straining as he sat above her. He was utter perfection and she felt as if it was a pure sin to gaze upon such a perfect specimen of beauty. His eyes were closed to her as he attempted to control himself, and she desperately wanted to be caught up in his strong gaze. But she knew he was trying his best to wait for her. He had taken everything so slowly and so patiently, she knew he was trying his best to continue on that path. But she was a warrior, and she could handle a small amount of discomfort. She had her own desires too, and to see him take pleasure in her was one of them. She wanted him to be just as pleased as she was.

His breathing had slowed and she knew he was ready to continue. The pain in her own body had begun to dull and soon she was left with a soft ache, but her desire was at full force. Gently she moved against him, feeling him move inside of her for the first time.

This gained his attention, and slowly his green eyes opened to look down upon her. He watched her for a moment, letting her feel what it was like to have someone fill her.

“Hugue… please.” She murmured, pressing her lips to his, letting him know she was ready for him.

That was enough for him. Without hesitation his mouth descended upon hers, sweeping his tongue inside as he rocked against her willing body.

He felt her legs wrap around him as he began to pump inside of her, holding him to her. He let his hand slip to her hip, molding his hand to it and guiding her against him, helping her find a rhythm. A moan escaped her as he hit a sensitive spot within her and he let himself go. Leaning to her again he shared another kiss as he rocked passionately against her body, relishing the feel of her breath against his lips.

His body continued to move against hers, quicker as each moment passed, increasing the passion they shared. It was almost too much for the silent swordsman, the feel of her tight wet passage pulling at him, clenching against his aching member. Her soft gasps of need and pleasure threatened to push him over as he thrust against her, gaining a cry from her lips as he sunk deeper within her pliant body.

Suddenly Hugue pulled back, gripping Nora’s hip almost painfully as he sat back from her body and pulled out. A groan left her in disappointment but another came in sheer ecstasy as he thrust hard inside of her, her body arching toward his. The candlelight shone down upon her skin, setting a soft glow about her and he knew at that moment he had never wanted anything more in his whole life than to bring this creature he was inside of every pleasure life could bring. Painfully he withdrew from her once more, thrusting his aching shaft within her again and again. He continued his onslaught, feeling her body pull and grasp at him as he watched her move against him.

The look on his face and his actions were almost too much. The intensity of it all threatened to consume her. The feel of him gliding in and out of her was bliss. She never knew, never knew it could be this way. It was almost painful it was so good, she could hardly breathe and felt like she would drown if he would continue. That’s when their eyes met. And that was all it took. It was over in that instant as his arm hooked under her knee and she felt him pull out of her body fully changing his angle and thrust a final time deep inside, grazing over her sensitive clit and pushing her off the edge.

She didn’t know what hit her but she was blinded suddenly, overwhelmed by the flood of pleasure that ran through her. Her back arched off of the bed against his chest, her mouth open in a silent cry as she felt his chest press down against hers at his own end. He filled her waiting body as he buried his head into her neck, releasing a soft grunt at his own passions and shakily she wrapped her arms around his body, reveling in the feel of his skin and his closeness.

Intense wasn’t the word to describe what happened. It just happened, with a final thrust he felt her walls clench around him and without warning his orgasm was ripped from his own senses. There was no warning, no impending signs, it was just there. He couldn’t breathe and he couldn’t move as he collapsed into Nora’s waiting arms, his seed filling her open body. It had never been that way before and he almost wept at the sheer intensity of it all. Her body so close, her skin so soft, her very presence seemed to surround him. He inhaled her wonderful scent as he buried his head in her neck, applying tender kisses to her bruised skin as he desperately tried to breathe. The need to hold her was immense, but he couldn’t find the strength to move off of her. Slowly their breathing evened out and he felt her dry lips press gently against his temple and he felt her smile.

Shakily he pulled from her, enough so he could look into her eyes. There was still that same warmth that was only reserved for him. A smile graced her features and he returned it in kind. A small hand came to rest upon his cheek and slowly she guided his head to rest against her neck once again. Without resistance he let her guide him, and without resistance he let her hold him.

In all his years Hugue had never been held, but for once he allowed himself the pleasure of being held by someone who loved him…

And someone he loved in return.

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Ok, i hope you guys like it. Please review! there's a smidge more smut to come in the next chapter and the more you review the sooner it gets up! Thanks guys!