Chrysalis of the Creator

Chapter 8

Returning to Michael's cabin he secured the hatch and then found himself confronted by a half-naked Nara stripping on her way to the shower.

"Nara!"

"What?" she sounded annoyed. "I am sweaty and still have a full head of steam for some reason, I need to cool off or I am going to do something that we both might regret."

"Regret! What would you regret?" Michael enquired

"The fact that for the last four hours I have been surrounded by six of the most handsome men I have ever met. Grappled against their hard bodies and I could have quite easily taken my pleasure with all." Her voice was muffled as her head was now beneath the waters.

Michael was stunned with the wanton lust that dripped from her lips just as the shower water was. He knew she was the creator but, in many ways, she was mere mortal and right now her mortal side called to him. All common-sense gone and not thinking of any consequence, he disrobed and walked into the shower to join her.

Nara was rinsing the soap from her hair and found when her head emerged from the stream of water her lips kissed against a heaving chest. Michael was standing in front of her just watching, one of his massive hands braced against the wall and the other fisting at his side. Her fingers came up to trace across his chest, the muscles quivered at her caress.

He was awaiting permission which she offered her voice raspy. "You can touch."

His hand came up to brush lightly over the skin of her arm, tracing its way up to her shoulder and then to her throat. Tilting her head to the side she found herself enveloped in his arms one hand around her waist and the other coming down to squeeze her delectable backside.

He was kissing at her neck making his way up to her chin. Releasing her waist, he tangled his fingers in the back of her hair at the nape of her neck and drew her lips to his.

Nara felt everything still for the first time her mind was only in this moment with this being. Never before had her mind only be concerned with the beautiful masculine body against hers. There would be no shopping lists created during this encounter. Her pleasure and satisfaction his only concern.

His lips caressed hers, waiting for her to yield and allow access. When she did she found his flavour was nothing less than mind-blowing an unexpected sweet spice that was strong and addictive.

He broke away from the kiss and turned her around in his arms so her back was now up against his chest and as she rested her head Michael's hands continued to wash her body and she just allowed it. Honestly, she could not have stopped him even if she had wanted too.

Her breasts might have been large but his hands were larger he cupped them and was surprised when he found the piercings at her nipples. Nara felt his fingers hesitate as he surrounded the piercing. She looked into his eyes and giggled at Michael's puzzled look.

"It's a piercing, it enhances sensation. Wait until you get to my tattoos." She giggled at his further confusion for there was no ink on her skin.

Capturing her hands in one of his he drew them above her head pushing her back into the wall of the stall and bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth. He teased and flicked the nipple with his tongue.

And was rewarded with a low moan from Nara's lips. "Bite!" This had Michael halting and drawing back. "Oh no don't start something you are not going to finish, now bite, I will tell you if you are too hard."

He returned his mouth to the nipple that was already as plump as a ripened cherry. Taking firm hold of her hands above his head he bit down on the nipple. Obviously not hard enough because she bid him to bite harder and when he did, he felt her buck underneath him. Delicious moans of desire filling the stall.