Half-baked and Untitled

She felt the cold air kiss her exposed skin. The wind blew softly and she felt the chill. In her half-asleep state she knew she closed the French window that leads to the terrace overlooking the sea. Slowly, she crawled out of her queen-sized four-post bed to once again close the portafinestra. She was very familiar with the room's blueprint like the back of her hand that she knew exactly where her feet were leading her to despite her being lethargic. As she neared the French window, she felt the purple silken drapery touch her skin as the wind blew once again. She felt the damp breeze. The dampness was caused by the sea breeze and the tiny drizzles of rain. Her eyes were captivated by the moon. The rain clouds were just heavy enough to cover the light that the stars give but not the moon's.. As if in a trance, she stared at the big, full moon.. She let her body drink on it's subtle light..

"Hush, my beloved.. Do not move or scream.." Whispered the voice from behind her. She did not notice him approach her. She felt the warmth of his breath..of his body..his whole presence, although he had to touch her yet. She knew him..had known him for a while now.. Her body stiffened and she stifled her gasp as he touched the tips of her long, wavy locks. He sniffed her hair as he closed the distance between their bodies.

"You thought you could run away and hide from me for long, did you not?" His voice was as husky and as very manly as she could remember. "I could always find you because of your scent that is so pungent to my senses that even the brininess of the air cannot mask it." It was just a whisper but it sent shivers down her spine. He wrapped his arms around her and rested it on her bust, his chin sat on her crown. She had always felt secured whenever she was in his arms, but she would never admit to it, not to him nor to herself. She felt as though her lungs stopped breathing and she could hear her heart beating: loud and fast. She closed her eyes. His embrace went tighter as his head went down to the corner of her neck and shoulders. He bit and sucked on that tender spot. She had goosebumps and she felt her nipples went erect under her white, over-sized t-shirt.

He continued to rain kisses on her neck and collar, his hands cupped her breasts. She could feel the burning desire emanating from his palms through her thin cotton tee. He had big hands that were able to cover her breast fully. He gave it a soft squeeze, and then his forefinger and thumb played with her distended nipples. She let out a soft moan when he licked the mole on the center of her nape. With that, he became bolder, one hand went down her boxer-covered mound. He easily found the nub he was looking for and taunted it. She was getting dizzy with the overwhelming sensation..

"You're mine.." Those words awoke her from daze. She struggled to get away from his clutches to no avail. His arms were as strong as steel, and he was not even using his inhuman abilities yet. Her endeavor only led them both to the side of her bed with him now on top of her as she lay down on the bed on her back and her legs hanging.

"I never was nor will be yours! Never!" She hissed.

"You cannot overpower me, physically or otherwise, so stop defying me." He hissed back, then he kissed her hard on the lips to muffle her scream as he impaled himself into her. Her eyes opened wide with disbelief. She was still dressed in her white, over-sized, cotton t-shirt and black boxer briefs, how was he able to--? The pain she felt from the sudden intrusion was not that bad, but she let her tears rolled down as reality hit her --- her body was betraying her as she felt her hips moving in the same rhythmic motion as him. She closed her eyes when he closed his lips into her left nipple and flicked it with his tongue.

She felt like something within her was being lifted up to the higher ground. She felt delirious as an unidentifiable urge skyrocketed from her depths..and then he stopped moving. She opened her eyes and met his beautiful orient blue ones.

"Tell me you're mine," he commanded as he slowly unsheathe himself from her.

She just stared blankly back at him.

"Tell me you belong to me." His eyes were begging her this time, pleading for her to say the words he longed to hear.

Again she just met his eyes and did not utter a single word.

He stood up and she saw his full tanned naked physique. How could she not like this being? With his lithe movement and agility, he disappeared in the shadows of the twilight, leaving both him and her with a sorrowful emptiness.