Soul Healer

Chapter 8 - Scary warrior

>>> CHAPTER 8 <<<
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It has become more and more obvious that the Ceenaq are not going to leave you in peace. They have made powerful alliances with some of your old enemies. Action is required, and soon.

With an oath you curse your frail body. The wounds still bother you when you train your skills in martial arts and engage in swordplay. Ares has forbidden the soldiers to help you practice. You still remember his anger, when he saw you sparing with them. With a wry smile, you wonder if he really thinks that is going to stop you.

There is no doubt in your mind. Ares in deeply in love with you. The tender glance in his dark eyes, when he looks at you. His gallant and fiercely protective behavior. His tender smiles. They all point in the same direction.

Never has anyone treated you with such tenderness and gentle admiration. Your very soul quivers, and your heart long for his touch.

With an oath, you fiercely force your thoughts away from such nonsense. Taking a deep breath, you concentrate, and soon you have total control over body and soul. With incredible graceful movements you turn, twist and kick. Sword and body in perfect harmony and balance. Half an hour later, you gasping stop in front of a tree trunk. Sheathing your sword, you stare at it. With speed you strike out, splitting the tree trunk in two.

Ares has been observing you for a while. At first angry that you once again had refused to obey him. Then he decided to let you practice for a while. Soon forgetting your wounds are not totally healed, he feels his entire soul focus on your every move.

Suddenly you raise your head and look in his direction. Deeply fascinated, dark eyes stare back at you with passionate admiration and love. Powerful emotions overwhelm you, as he walks towards you. With excision you turn away from him, and start walking towards the lake. When he stops beside you, you whisper 'Leave me alone!'

'I can not', he coarsely answers. The torment and agony in his voice, makes you look at him. As you stare into his glowing eyes, everything else vanishes. Unable to resist, he raises his hand to touch you. Ever so tenderly gentle shaking fingers caress your cheek. 'Why do you avoid me?', he whispers with despair. 'Talk to me. Have I offended you?'.

Feeling his touch, you close your eyes. Heart racing with both delight and sadness, you shake your head.

Desperately he places his hands on your shoulders. 'Look at me! I implore you!'

As you open your eyes to look at him, he struggles to control his emotions. With a stifled sound, he looses that battle. Forcefully he wraps his arms around you. 'I can not...' Forcing you closer his lips seek yours. Iron arms hold you, as his lips kiss you with such passion, your head spins. His lips seem to be on fire, as he kisses you like a man dying of thirst.

Unable to resist you return his affections. Tenderly you caress his cheek and run your fingers through his hair.

Feeling your touch, he moans with pure joy, and his powerful emotions run wild. Glowing dark eyes caress your features. The deep adoration and love in his eyes, breaks your heart. Coarsely he mutters 'Never has anyone treated me like you do. Addressed me without fear. Touched me without loathing'. Tender lips caress your brow. 'I love you. Adore you. Will never let anyone hurt you again'.

Gasping for air you try to withdraw, but the heart-rendering love in his eyes makes you reconsider. Sensing you could easily break his heart, you look at him with sadness. 'Fierce warrior, I am Jinxed. Misery and Havoc are my companions. Loving me is dangerous and hopeless. Those who care about me die'. Voice shaking, you continue 'Leave me. Do not want to see you get hurt'.

Shaken and deeply moved by your concern, he makes you look at him. The sadness in your eyes, makes him want to destroy the ones responsible for your agony. Lowering his head towards you, he gently whispers, lips a few inches away from yours 'Soulmate, my queen'. Dark eyes overflowing with love and tenderness, look at you, as he continues 'Adore you, my everything. Never again tell me to leave you'. Whispering words of love and adoration he calms you.

Closing your eyes, your tormented heart and soul return his affections. Arms wrapped around his neck you kiss him with such love and passion, his heart and soul soars with happiness. Gasping for air, he fights to control his emotions, fearing he will scare you. 'Beloved don't... I can't...' he moans as you draw him closer.

"Shhh", you whisper. Brushing your lips across his brow, his cheeks, making his entire body shake.

Roughly pulling you closer, he moans as his lips return your affections. With visibly restraint he pulls back, his voice husky "You have no idea what you do to me. So lovely, so brave." Shaking fingers touch your face. Brush across your lips.

With a wicked grin you answer, "Does that mean your not going to scold me for practicing?"

Dumb-folded he stares at you, before throwing his head back laughing. His face alive like never before. So many emotions focused on you. Adoration, overwhelming love and joy. "You little vixen", he laughs.

"Moi?", you reply innocently. "You must have me confused with somebody else. I do not seduce scary warriors".

"Scary?", he laughs. "So now I am scary all of a sudden?". Eyes like molten lava caress your face.

With a dreamy smile you counter, "Well I do remember this warrior....smashing he was, and ..."

A playful predatory growl is heard from Ares lips, as he leaps forward. Trapping you in an iron grip. Forcing you to stand on your toes, strong arms hold you closer still. With a purr he hoarsely rumbles, "No pulling the tigers tail beautiful. It's dangerous".
With a low growl, eyes like fire possessively caress your features. Seeking your lips, his passion makes you dizzy. With a groan his lips devour yours, emotions spinning. Feeling you hands caressing his body, his hold tightens, as he moans, "I love to feel your touch. Hands so gentle. So soft... I need". With a gasp he closes his eyes as your hands caress his neck, his muscular arms, his torso, moving lower. Shaking he moans, "Beloved you must stop, or we will be making love right here". Pressing your hands against his body, he fights to regain control.
Panting he rests his head against your neck. With a soft chuckle he murmurs, "No one has ever dared to touch me like this. You make my heart race with joy. I love you, adore you. Your mine!"

"Possessive much?", you gently laugh, kissing his temple.

Raising his head, features suddenly very grim, he growls, "I will not let anybody hurt you. If anyone tries to take you from me, I will not be held responsible for my actions. They will die!". With a shiver he pulls you hard against his chest.