Excerpt from an upcoming story

With the others gone, the sounds of the garden took over. I tried to take it all in. I saw the orange blaze of the sunset, heard the buzz of insects and bubbling of the fountains, smelled the crisp air lightly scented by the blossoms around us.

Callan put his hand on my waist and pulled me against him in one quick motion. That was the last thing I had expected and a squeak of surprise escaped my lips. I looked up at the big blue eyes, sparkling with delight.

"What are you so amused about?" I said in an accusatory tone.

"You. The way it's so easy to surprise you, the way your eyes widen every time I touch you.. just you.."

"I don't think-" I started to tell him he wasn't funny but was silenced with a kiss.

Every brain cell I had seemed to vanish, as tingles ran down my spine. No one had ever kissed like that before. It was tender at first but quickly changed to a hungry onslaught. I felt like I was drowning in the sensation, and I couldn't decide if I wanted him to stop or keep going.

Just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over.

"Fuck!" He hissed in a low tone, before turning to walk away "good night Atty."

"Wait.."

He stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn around. "I can't Atty, I can't play this game like I don't have feelings for you. If I hadn't stopped then, I might not have been able to stop at all." He ranted. "I want you, all of you, and I know I can't have that right now. So, I gotta go."

"No you don't," I said softly as I walked up behind him. I felt him tense as I put my arms around his waist and rested my head on his back. "I.. I want you too."

In one motion he spun and lifted me off the ground. I grabbed on, winding my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He wasted no time getting to his room, moving swiftly through the silent corridors of the palace.

My legs slid down as he set me on my feet. We were both frantically undressing, unable to wait another minute. My hands were trembling in anticipation, causing me to fumble unsuccessfully with the last button on my shirt.

Undressed now, Callan reached out and gently pulled it up over my head. I looked up at him for a moment and he must have seen the fear in my expression.

"I have to ask you one last time, you're sure this is what you want?"

I couldn't get words past the knot in my throat, so I nodded in agreement instead.

Callan pulled me close and began kissing the side of my neck as he guided us to the bed. I sat down and scooted back as he followed me, covering my body with his. I was beginning to feel as if he was lighting fires everywhere he touched me. His mouth came back to mine and he kissed me again, this time the hunger was more like a slow, unstoppable force rather than the ache I had felt in the garden.

His hands were trailing all over me, up my thigh, my belly, my side.. finally reaching my breasts, pausing to knead one in his hand. His thumb drew lazy circles around my nipple and he was rewarded with a small whimper. Breaking our kiss, he rested his forehead on mine. We both watched as his hand trailed down, finding it's way between my legs. I groaned softly at the gentle touch. This was nothing like it had been with Maxwell. He took what he wanted and left me feeling used and empty.

I raised my hips impatiently, urging him on. I felt the chuckle rumble in his chest as he looked up at me. "Don't you dare rush me!" He teased. "I've been waiting for too long, and I'm going to show you what you've been missing."

Just like that two of his finger slid inside of me. I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back down for another kiss. He was driving me to the edge with just his fingers, I didn't even know that was possible. My hips moved against his hand, searching for more.

He bent to take a nipple into his mouth. Gently tracing around it with his tongue, sucking, nipping gently. I didn't know how much more of this I could take.

"Callan.." I breathed.

"Yes?" He replied, his warm breath fanning across my breast.

"P.. please. I want you. Stop teasing me!" I demanded.

That was all he needed to hear. He adjusted slightly to bring his cock into position and stopped to rub it against my clit. I gasped at the new sensation and I heard a grumble of satisfaction. He slid down and was buried deep in one motion.

My eyes snapped open and locked with his. Worry creased his brown for a moment.

"Are you ok, sweetheart?" He asked.

He was bigger than I expected. I felt a bit shy at my inexperience and I could feel heat creeping into my cheeks. It didn't hurt exactly, it was just a lot of pressure. The tension was easing already and I nodded to tell him I was fine.

He brought his forehead back to mine as he slowly began moving. Very small movements at first and then longer strokes, faster and faster. I felt like we were the only two people in the world at that moment. His attention was 100% on me, making sure I was ok, making sure I was being pleasured. I was so not used to someone else putting my wants and needs ahead of their own that I felt tears prickle at the corner of my eyes.

I couldn't focus on that long enough to actually get upset, I was too distracted by this man. My God was he sexy! My senses were completely overwhelmed with his scent, the thumb he was currently rasping across my nipple, the kisses he was placing along my collar bone, the heat coiling in my belly as his thrusting became more needy.

He brought his lips back to mine and I greedily kissed him in return, never wanting this to end. He broke the kiss after a moment, the look in his eyes was intense. He grabbed my hips and straightened himself into an upright position, pulling my hips up with him. I couldn't stifle a moan at the change in position. He was now pounding me like a wild animal and I was helpless to stop him. I caught handfuls of the sheets as my back arched at the intensity of the sensations he was giving me. I was moaning quite shamelessly at this point and I felt as if I was going through fly apart into a million pieces.

I heard a rumble in his chest. "Fuck! you're so perfect, Atty.." He growled, not slowing his pace. He brought one hand around and ran maddening circles around my clit with his thumb. I groaned at the new sensation. His words felt like liquid fire pouring over me, tipping me over the edge. I cried out, bucking my hips against him as I came.

"Good girl" he crooned, before his own climax slammed into him, making him moan and slow his pace to a few hard thrusts.

He collapsed on top of me shifting to one side so I could breathe. It wasn't exactly easy to do, even without his weight on my chest. I realized that I was crying, trembling.

He leaned up on one elbow to look me over, the concern clear on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said gently "I shouldn't have been so rough with you." His knuckles gently swiped away a tear on my cheek.

I shook my head, not sure how to tell him it wasn't that. It was just everything, the weight of everything I had been through. Now that I was here, safe with him.. I could finally feel all of the emotions I'd had clamped down for so long just trying to survive.

I couldn't stop the tears that were flowing now. All I could do was shake my head at him again, trying to convey that he hadn't hurt me. I didn't know how to tell him what I was feeling, and I couldn't have talked past the lump in my throat anyway.

He brought his hand to cup my cheek using his thumb to wipe more of my tears back. Even without words he seem to understand.

"It's okay love, you're safe now." He said gently. "I promise I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."

I just nodded and rested my forehead against his letting my eyes close And the emotions wash away.

I felt myself relaxing and was soon drifting off to sleep.