Come
little children
I'll
take thee away,
into
a land of Enchantment
Come
little children
the
time's come to play
here
in my garden of Shadows
There’s something about the darkness that draws you in;
never completely understanding the delicate intricacies of what entices you to
want it so bad. The darkness that
surrounded him like a beacon in the night, it draws you in. Wanting to solve the mystery that was
him. His eyes a deep set chocolate that
drew at the very edges of your soul, threatening to pull you under the current
of the shadows. The abyss that seems to
keep you guessing as to what he’ll speak or do next: gentleness, tenderness, a
heartfelt word or two? No, a sarcastic
reply that can but deeper than any blade, but like a moth to a flame, he pulls
you back in.
It was this certain predicament that I found myself in
now. I was drawn to one man, an enigma,
but a man none the less. His soul
seeming irredeemable, yet I felt myself willing to try anything to help
him. Like a careless child playing with
a snake, I knew I’d get bitten. At any
moment he could strike and I’d be left with a scar on my soul. But it was this small bit of insight that made my life seem
just a bit more complicated, and I had every intention of trying to figure this
man out.
“What are you doing here?”
His voice sharp like a razor, cutting me ever so slightly, yet deep
enough to leave a scar.
“I…I wanted to know if you wanted something to eat.” I whispered, knowing he’d hear me through the
windless night. Not a sound could be
heard, unless you counted my frantic
hearts beating.
My eyes watched him closely as he took a drag of the
cigarette in his hand and slowly exhaled the smoke. “Now, why would I trust you not to poison
me?” He asked gruffly.
“I just wanted to know that you were eating.” I said finding a bit of confidence, from
where I did not know.
He took another drag and I was entranced as it lit his face
in the darkness of the shadows.
Illuminating his face for only a moment, I saw the smirk planted firmly
on his face.
“You shouldn’t be here, little one. It could upset your friend.” He responded lowly,
making my body involuntarily shiver, as he had placed emphasis on the word
‘friend’.
I stood straighter, trying to show no fear, but my heart
betraying me. Pounding into my chest
harshly, I took a step closer to him. He
just watched as I inched closer. His
eyes unnerving me a little more the closer I got.
“I’m sure you’re hungry.”
I said trying to regain my, almost lost, control. I willed my body not to turn away and flee, I
steeled my resolve.
“What concern of yours is it?” He countered with a question that had me
asking myself that exact same question.
“I’m just trying to help you out.” I said incredulously.
“Did I ask for your help?”
He asked still staring at me with his predatory gaze.
I turned to leave when an overly warm and callous hand
caught hold of my wrist. Looking down I
saw his strong, dark hand, contrasting how white I really was, holding onto my
wrist. Slowly my eyes traveled up the
brawny arm, the muscles straining against the skin, make me gulp hard. My heart raced as my eyes roamed over his
taut, well-muscled chest that stood proud and defiant to the rubber that had
been stretched over it. Moving my eyes
again I could see his strong, stubbled jaw set as he said nothing. Resuming my
blatant observing I traveled higher to see his straight, sharp nose; his high
cheekbones, proudly displaying his heritage.
Finally I landed on his eyes that bore into mine, igniting the small
spark into a giant flame within my soul.
After a tense, straining moment of silence he spoke, never
taking his eyes off mine own. “Did I say
you could leave?” He asked, making me
shiver, as he had leaned in next to my ear.
“I-I-I th-thought-” I stammered out, but was cut off by a
gasp coming from my own mouth. I felt
his hot, wet, soft tongue follow the curve of my ear and down the side of my
neck. The goosebumps on my body were a
tale-tell sign of want. I knew that,
and, apparently, so did he.
“I didn’t say I wasn’t hungry, did I?” He asked huskily breathing his hot breath
over the wet spot he had created on my neck, making my body shake just a bit.
I could not find my voice, so I just shook my head no.
“Come on.” He said
dragging me into the dark void that was his home. Following him, or rather having no choice but
to, I tripped a few times. Coming to a
stop in front of a door, I could barely make out, he pushed it open and I saw a
slight stream of orange light, from the light post, filtering through a window
shade. He took the foil covered plate
from my hand and let go of me. He vanished
as the shade moved a moment and the room went completely dark. I heard him setting down the plate on
something and I felt myself starting to feel more and more like prey.
“Walk straight until you hit the bed.” He instructed from somewhere in the
shadows. Not knowing what I was really
walking myself into, I did as he had said.
I felt the mattress the moment my knee hit it.
“You’re very good at obeying, little one. Lie down.”
He said from somewhere in the room.
I gulped and laid down, trying in vain to see through the
blackness. Soon enough I felt the bed
dip and waited, for what I knew not.
“I’m gonna take this slow, but after tonight, little one, you’re mine!” He growled out as I felt my core start to
become dripping wet. Just the thought of
what was to come I could feel a pool start to form in my underwear.
I heard him take a deep inhale through his nose and another
growl reverberated out of his mouth. I
felt a hot hand on my showing stomach, slowly moving higher I felt my body
react to his touch. Soon I heard a rip
of fabric and saw that, not only had my shirt been ripped away from my body,
but my bra as well. I moved to cover
myself, but found that my arms were now above my head being held at the wrist
by one of his bigger, stronger hands. He
continued to his tortuous venture with his other hand making my body squirm
underneath him. His hand made its debut
on my right breast as his mouth took in my other. The feeling of his tongue moving, swirling
around my now peaked bud, was like no other I had ever felt. My mind was beginning to get hazy as my back
arched and pushed my breast even further into his mouth. His hand moved and pushed me back down, so my
back was laid flat against the mattress.
His hand moved started to move lower and lower slowly drawing lines on
my stomach.
“So smooth.” He
whispered against my wet skin, making more goosebumps arise on my skin.
His feather-light touches ceased the moment he reached the
button on my jeans. Undoing them
professionally and faster than I thought possible, I was laid before him like
an offering to the Gods themselves, in nothing but my black lace panties.
Letting go of my wrists his left hand slithered its way down
my body lightly touching my skin, making me writhe in want. His touch lightly tracing the outline of my
panties, successfully drenching me with wetness. Inhaling deeply through his nose he chuckled.
“Patience, little one, you need a lesson in patience.” He spoke so soothingly as I felt his hot
breath bounce off my thigh. I felt him
softly lay tiny kisses on my inner thigh, ultimately making my legs to move a part
of their own accord. His fingers
gingerly took hold of the sides of my panties and swiftly pulled them off my
body, leaving me bare in front of him.
Enveloped by darkness, the only thing I could do was let out a soft
whimper.
The moment I felt his wet, slick tongue flick up on my nerve
center, I jerked upward. His large right
hand moved to the center of my stomach, almost covering it completely, to hold
me still. I moaned and wiggled over and
over as this demon of a man consumed me entirely. His fingers slowly moving
around my opening until there were two thrusting in and out of my core quickly,
yet, oh so, magically. The ‘come hither’
motion was one I was unfamiliar with, but rapidly learning to love. The foreign intrusion on my body made me moan
and feel so good. A tight coil wound its
self around in my lower abdomen; feeling myself close to losing what control I
had on myself, I let out a low guttural moan.
One that made him growl into me, the sound reverberating on my bundle of
nerves threatening to pull me over the edge.
One last flick of his tongue had me jerking and yelling out in
ecstasy. “You smell so fucking
good.” He breathed as he lapped up all I
had to offer him.
He moved to hover over me and for a moment I could make out
the contours of his face, until he dipped and kissed me hard. I could taste myself, cigarettes, and
alcohol. Kissing him back my arms moved
to wrap around his neck and pulled my body up to his. It was at that exact moment that his very,
large appendage slipped between my thighs.
My eyes went wide at the feel of him between the middle of my
thighs. He was huge! How would that fit inside of me? I wondered frantically. My heart started to beat heavily and I heard
him chuckle. My eyes whipped to him and
noticed that his outline was so beautiful.
“Easy, little one.
It’ll be fine.” He whispered as
he moved his lower body so that his engorged manhood was now rubbing over my
slick folds. He pulled away from me and moved
a hand to his penis to position himself.
“Ready?”
I nodded and waited for the pain that they all tell you
about.
“I’m gonna go slow, for now, to let you adjust.” He said as I felt him rub himself up and down
over my nerves and lubricated himself.
It was then that I thanked the heavens for my hair-brained mother that
put me on birth control when I was younger. Pushing in slowly his head dipped
in to me and moved along my canal until it was met with my natural
barrier. Slowly as he broke through; I
bit down hard on my bottom lip and clenched my eyes shut in agonizing pain. It hurt too much for me to be quiet. I let out a yelp of pain and felt his soft
wet tongue move up my cheek. I noticed
that I had let out quite a few tears when scrunched my eyes hard. He ushered
himself forward even more and came to a halt when he was buried to the hilt
inside me.
“So fucking tight, little one. Tell me when I can move.” He gritted out through clenched teeth. Holding still as a statue, he waited for me.
I moved the moment the pain had receded and moaned at the
feeling of him inside me. “Move.” My voice hoarse and demanding.
He started at a slow pace letting adjust to his size, he
moved so sensually, so wonderfully smooth.
The coil in my lower abdomen started to coil, slowly, but enough to make
me moan. “Faster.” I gasped out as he wordlessly complied,
moving faster just a bit. I was now face to chest with him and giving in to my own
instincts, I lifted my head and grazed his right nipple with my teeth.
“Fuck!” He hissed as
I sucked and kneaded the now erect bud in my mouth, working my tongue while
moaning into his flesh.
“Harder…Faster.” I
panted out, releasing his nipple from my mouth.
“As You Wish.” His
voice raspy and gravelly from his harsh, short burst of breaths.
Moving my hips upwards to meet him, I moaned out loud trying
to keep my eyes from crossing as the new angle let him graze a sensitive spot
on his way out and back in. Chills ran
though me as he grunted in response of finding that new tidbit useful. Carefully, yet skillfully, he managed to keep
hitting that exact spot over and over again.
A string of unintelligible string of profanities pulled out
of my mouth as he continued his assault my writhing body.
“So fucking tight.
God girl, you feel so damn good.”
He gritted out.
“So fucking close.” I
wheezed out from my place beneath him.
Soon the coil was starting to spring itself so tight that
one more and I knew I would fall off into oblivion. Sure enough, I felt his hand snake between
our bodies and the moment I felt the pressure of his hand on my nerves, I let
out a loud scream and came hard.
Clamping down on his body hard I felt him stiffen as his member pulsated
within me.
After a moment of riding out the wave of ecstasy we were on,
he pulled out and rolled over. My legs
felt of Jello and I was sure as shit wouldn’t be going anywhere. I was about to roll over to the other side of
the bed, when his arm snaked around me and pulled me back to him. “Did I say you could leave?” He asked sounding more like a predator than
anything.
I shook my head no and heard him chuckle.
“Sleep. You need the
rest.” He ordered as I felt the deep
rumble move through his chest into my back.
“You need to rest, Anna. We’ll
talk about what happened in the morning.”
“Yes, Wyatt.” I whispered
as a small smile left took its place upon on my face. I had helped him after all, so it would seem.
