A Slice of Love and Monsters

Chapter One The old world: Amanda Second Dimension; 17 century BC. Amanda stood at the castle-like window in the room, drinking apple juice and savoring the night breeze; her wavy hair kept brushing her face with cold intent. Once in a while, she'd burrow her pretty face, expressing worry and fear as she stare out in the darkness. One would think she was seeing strange things happening in the pitch dark forest of Warwickshire. Amanda was completely lost in the war of thoughts with her inner voice. And that’s when she felt it. Those strong hard hands on her half-bare shoulders, sliding down the length of her arms, and that tingling feeling of a mouth closing down on her neck… "Ahh..." She gasp softly, trying not to show how scared she was at that moment as she takes deep breath to regain her stamina. She knew whose hands those were from. It was from the man she wished she could see again in her dreams: tall, chested, and eyes that pierces your soul. and she was putting on his favorite dress which he had gifted her on her birthday; it was pinkish and flawless, and easy to slide down. “And what could my lady be thinking of by this time of the night?” he asked. He’s breath, heavy and needy on her neck, and every word that he spoke came out with a slight bite to a soft kiss down to her shoulder blade. “Richard…,” she moaned his name. “Right, I thought as much,” he teased, obviously sensing her hunger. “How about you tell me what’s on your mind, right after this journey we are about to undertake huh?” His hands found their way back to her shoulders, and slide down her dress. She was naked, except for the lacy pantie she had on. The cold breeze made her shiver and long for his arms to encircle her, he immediately carried her to their king-sized bed and lay her backside on the fluffy surface; kissing her lips all the way. She pulled him down to her so she could feel his warmth, but something wasn't right there. Gosh, no! Her inner voice almost cried out; his clothes, they were getting in the way. She just need to get them off. But Richard continued to plant tiny little kisses on her neck, her collar-bone and on her n*****s, slightly taking a bite and sending down ripples of sensational pleasure that dribbles from her head to her heels. Her body arched f His hands kept roaming all over her body, down to her thighs and in between her legs, which she opened wider. He came back up to kiss her lips and squeeze her breast, she groaned under his kisses. she put her hands under his T-shirt which he helped to pull off, and slowly but majestically, unbuckle his belt bringing his zipper down, he took the race and pulled the trousers off himself. He was bare and hard as he dragged down her underwear. She who has been aching to merge their bodies, encircled her legs on his waist and pulled him downward so his body could touch hers. She wanted him to be inside of her which he perfectly understands. He slide inside of her really easy because she was pretty damn wet. Amanda close her eyes and let him take charge. They made love like no other; they moaned and groaned in pleasure of themselves, dancing to the rhythm of their clashing waist-bones. He squeezed, kissed, pinched, bit, sucked and moved his hands all over her, until he ejaculated inside of here, which got her thinking what Richard was up to as he collapsed on her. He rolled over and lay on the bed, taking her with him, he placed her on his body, and caress her back. “So what was it you were thinking about?” he enquired softly in her ears. She was startled by the question, and he felt it in her body. “Hey what’s wrong?” he asked in surprise. She heaved a heavy sigh. Like a burden too heavy to carry, she gently lay it down in word. ”I was thinking about the other dimension, our world. The people in it, the problem and a possible solution”. “Yeah me too; I've given it a thought. In fact Frederick and I were discussing it this morning. And there is nothing we can do about it. So take your mind off the previous world and be happy here”. he said, whilst caressing her back as he tries unfailingly to calm the tension that has taken over her body. “And you think I haven’t tried being happy here? There is a solution to every problem, we just have to keep looking. But you have decided to give up on everything, that’s not fair.” her big sad eyes were already tearing up. The point is, Richard actually has a plan, but it was too risky. It comprises him going back alone through a time machine and fighting a losing battle. It will be a waste, he didn't have an army and he might die in the process. He didn't’t want to die leaving her aggrieved, he loves her too much, and so he grew selfish of her. “Sweetheart we don’t have anyone to return to, we only have each other, we needn't bother about anyone else, I bet no one noticed our absence”, he tried once again to convince her to let go, but she wouldn't because she cares too much and worries too much for humanity. “I know we don’t have anyone to return to, but what about the innocent children out there, those on the street, women and the oldies? They all obviously need help, and we have got to help them, because we escaped and they did not, we are the only hope they’ve got”. She concludes as she separate herself from him. He exhaled deeply. She was winning, hell, she always win. “Fine I will give it another thought. So could you please come back to my arms?” he beseeched. “No I won’t. I’m so baffled at how coldhearted you have become. How could you not care about other people- dying people?” “Okay fine, I get it. I’m sorry I reacted that way." He sighed. He will have to look for a way to fight off emotional blackmailing. "In truth, I’m just scared, what if something bad happens to us? I don’t want to lose you or Frederick, you both are all I've got," he rolled to her side and hugged her from behind. She softens up, “Nothing is going to happen to us, we will look for a way, go out there, help people and no one dies”. She turns and snuggled in further in his hold. “Yeah, we will do just that”. He kissed her forehead as she slowly drifts to sleep. Exhausted and weak, Richard lay beside Amanda as he caress her face soothingly. Their world was on fire, and here they are, away from the chaos, without a trace in their world, making out in one of the fancy big towers of Old Stratford, Warwickshire. He gave Amanda a "goodnight" kiss before rolling over. Ever since they transported through a portal into another world, a dimension where time is considerably slow; they were in the year 1700 BC, a period that was very far from the contemporary period of the year 2001 in Queen's, New York of their very own world. He climbs down from the luxurious four poster master's bed to pour himself a glass of water, as he recalls the mishaps of that faithful day when their world came crumbling down...