The Harem- The Burning Beauty

Chapter Six-Breaching Pleasure

Breaching Pleasure...

"Drowning, I call out under deep waters of pleasure.

Crazed by your touch and wicked kisses poured upon me in good measures.

I bid you haste and please do not stop

For the place that you coax this desire I fear will erupt."

-London

     Yes...honey. Thick, warm, dark, honey that made her mouth run water and some how excited her body for a taste. She couldn’t see it but the sense of it was so strong that it had her searching to find it. Cassandra was becoming frantic for the taste of it; so frantic that she was whimpering to the pulse between her thighs that begged for a lick of honey. A lick of honey...why did that thought excite her even more now? She felt around in the darkness of her mind and knew someone was watching her; knew that he smelled her need, knew that he wanted to sate her need. Cassandra’s legs were weak from the pleasure that pulsed through her. Her body responded so eagerly to that sweet substance that she could almost taste on her tongue. No, it wasn’t actually honey she wanted, it was something else that reminded her so quickly of it and had her nerves fraying to life.

She remembered eyes; eyes that seemed coloured with honey. Yes that’s what she saw, and what she wanted. She stood in the complete darkness and found her body glowed an eerie white light but never ate at the darkness about it. She was still dressed in her outfit for the ball. She knew she was in her head, which was weird enough to say, but where the hell in her head was she?

A warm, soft gust of breeze blew across the nape of her neck. She went completely still and felt it again. It came in rhythms which made her conclude that someone was behind her caressing the sensitive skin of her neck as they exhaled. Her emotions raced and wrestled in her body as fear, excitement, confusion, lust, and bewilderment fought to inform her of how she felt. Should she turn and see who it was, or should she just run? If the latter, where would she run that the light from her skin would not betray her hiding? Then there was only one answer. Cassandra turned slowly and only now felt the heat of the body that stood behind her. She came face to face with her honey craving. Those ever changing amber eyes gleamed down at her with hunger. She felt her breath coming and leaving her body with haste against the veil over her face. This was Marcus, the man who had dared to arrive so intentionally late to Julius’ ball. He was the last she had seen before...

“Lavender and ...” He inhaled slowly, his lashes fluttering in rapture of her scent.

“Lust...” He rasped his voice so close to a growl. Cassandra found her body vibrating and humming for this man who she knew nothing about. She took a step back on shaky legs and he took one forward. The dance was repeated as she did so again and he followed. Obviously running was out of the question. She watched his hand reach for her and she moved away again but found her self in his arms. She didn’t know how he did it but he had and the feel of his arms about her bare waist pulled an involuntary whimper from her lips.

“There are so many ways I want to taste you that I don’t know where to start.” He growled at her ear. She listened as he inhaled deep breaths of her scent. What did he want from her? Well that was a silly question to ask; he wanted her body. Why ever one was hankering for her body of late, was way beyond her.

Cassandra pressed her palms against his chest and tried to push away from him, but his grip tightened on her and she was going nowhere.

“I want to see the rest of your face. I want to see more of this body that is pressed against mine. Just a taste...” His words made her squeeze her legs against the tight, pulsing bud between them. She was so aroused that she felt she would implode from just his arms about her. Cassandra watched as he reached for the band around her ear that held her veil in place. His fingers were warm and made her shiver. She felt the band slipping over her ear slowly and knew he was holding his breath as he unmasked her.