Peter's Lily (Sequel to Pan's Tiger)

Chapter 49: Husband

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As my eyes met his, his grip on the hilt of his knife slackened, his face overcome with emotion. But, as soon as it came, it went. He pulled it closer and snarled, angry with himself, 'Dammit, I can't do it!'

'C'mon, Peter! Just do it!' I shouted furiously, enraged with hatred.

He stared at me in shock, his fingers wrapped so tightly around his weapon that his knuckles were turning white. The inescapable truth that I was the only thing standing between him and eternal life never left him, but he couldn't bring himself to take my life. In spite of everything, he still loved me.

Whimpering, tears sliding down my cheeks, I sobbed, 'I don't want to live anymore. I can't live with everything gone.'

'I can't do it! I can't fucking kill you!' He bellowed, his anger at himself far greater than that he felt towards me. He sighed heavily and whipped the knife away from me. I flinched as he tossed it to the side. It landed at an angle in the grass, stuck there, still wobbling slightly with the force.

'Peter...' I whispered and then brought my lips towards his. But Pan, who had to be the first at everything, fell on me like a ravenous animal.

The shock of his lips hit me like a hurricane. Memories came flooding back; memories of him and me, entangled in ways beyond decency or doubt, memories of so long ago. I hadn't realised until that moment how much I wished his touch. He was part of my heart that I had missed whenever it vanished.

My knees buckled and I was left helpless.

Catching my chin in the silken vice of his hands, Pan forced me to open farther, and I willingly complied. All thoughts disappeared as his tongue invaded my mouth and I took him, took everything he gave me and still wanted more.

He moved his powerful body pushing forward, his hands sliding away from my face to capture my shoulders. I was pushed back hard against a tree, the plains and ridges so his granite body digging mercilessly, marvellously into me.

Wrenching his mouth free of mine, he skimmed it across my cheek, eliciting a shiver, until he reached my ear.

Sliding over curves, caressing every inch, barely separated from my skin, Pan's hands worshipped me like I held the heart to his salvation. His hands were hungry and passionate, but at the same time soft and tender.

'Mine!' He snarled, recapturing my lips fora brief moment. But he stopped suddenly and broke away. He didn't kiss me or touch me, he just stared at me. The way he looked at me was special and terrifying. A certain delightful nervousness rose inside of me. I felt like I could conquer the world. I felt like I was a goddess, a goddess who could fall from heaven if he stopped looking at me like that.

'Pan?' I breathed.

'Tell me, Tiger Lily, what makes me so repulsive to you?'

Underneath my animal skin dress, his hands floated over my undergarments, stroking down my spine further and further. My heart skipped a beat.

'Am I too strong? Too powerful for you?'

'No... I-' I stuttered nervously.