Born Of Nothing

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“We said the most terrible things.” Her words faded to shuttering sobs, and I quickly pulled her into my arms. I encircled her shaking frame, my body curving protectively around hers. I only wished my shelter could have protected her from the emotional pain her family was inflicting. After a while, Cat’s breathing settled, and she continued her explanation. “I didn’t put up a fight when she invited a young man over for dinner. She could send me on dates with half of Belfast, I would never let anyone dictate who I could and couldn’t marry,” she said in a small voice and then lifted her teary eyes to mine. “I can’t do it. I can’t let my life be controlled like that.” Her head shook left and right in short jerky movements as more tears threatened to overflow. “I’m leaving my family,” she whispered. I swiped my thumbs gently under her eyes to dry her tears and nodded my agreement. “There’s nothing more precious than the life you’ve been given. That life is your own, little Cat. No one should try to take that from you, least of all your family.” She held my eyes, hers wide with uncertainty. Then she did the last thing I would have expected. She kissed me. OceanofPDF.com 13 There had been a strong possibility he would reject my advance, but I had to take the chance. My time with Fen was a brilliant sunny day in the middle of an arctic winter. I wanted to bask in his warmth and bottle up every hour of sunshine I could to take with my back to the cold tundra that was current state of my life. Fen had been keeping his distance, but I noticed the way his eyes devoured me when I’d first arrived. The sweep of his eyes had been a physical caress down the length of my body, making my n*****s pebble and my breathing shallow. He was just as affected by the pull between us as I was. How could anything that felt so good be wrong? If he wanted this, and I wanted it, didn’t we deserve to see where this chemistry could take us? I was tired of fighting. The battle with my mother had taken all of my fight, and I had none left to resist the urgent attraction that drew me to Fen. Not overthinking my actions, I allowed the invisible force to draw me toward him. I lifted my hands from where they rested against his chest, reached behind his neck and pulled his lips down until they pressed firmly against mine. The swell of lust and overwhelming desire made my head swim with euphoric delight. Fen’s arms tightened around me, making my heartbeat skip at an erratic pace. Our lips and tongues danced together in a rhythm so ancient it was ingrained in our very beings. We tasted, tested, and explored. His hands kneaded my back and bottom while mine roamed from his short hair down the column of his neck and over his broad shoulders. After a long moment, but not nearly long enough, he pulled back, separating our swollen lips. He rested his forehead on mine, our breath mingling as we both settled our racing hearts. When he lifted his head, his brows knitted together as his eyes searched my face. “Please don’t pull away,” I pleaded softly. “Cat, I don’t think you understand what you’re doing. You are so young, and right now, you’re heartbroken and lost. I am not one for taking advantage of women.” His voice was coarse with desire, and he trailed his fingers from my temple down through my hair as he spoke. “I’m not too young to know what I want, and right now that’s you. If you don’t want to be with me, then I understand, but please don’t deny me because you think you know what’s best for me. That’s what my mother is trying to do, and right now, I need to be the one making decisions.” Every word I had spoken was the truth, although I had implied that my need for control was the primary reason I wanted to be with Fen, and that hadn’t been totally accurate. The attraction between us was elemental. It was stronger than all my concerns about my family and my future. The invisible tethers connecting Fen and I were greater than everything else because they were the only thing that mattered. Something almost feral flashed in his eyes as a rumbled growl tore from his chest, and his lips crashed down on mine. In one swift motion, he lifted me in his arms and turned before lowering us onto the bed. My body pressed down into the soft mattress under the weight of his larger frame, and I relished the sensation. I fit perfectly beneath him, my hair fanned out around me on the white cotton duvet. “You tempt me in ways I cannot fathom,” he whispered against my flushed cheek after grazing his teeth down the length of my neck. “You have one last chance. End this, before we lose ourselves.” “If I’m going to be lost, I want it to be with you,” I responded firmly as I rolled my pelvis, seeking friction to ease the incessant ache between my legs. His body responded instinctively, pressing his thick erection harder against my belly. Fen released a low groan as he brought his lips back to mine and rested his weight beside me. His free hand began to roam the length of my body, skating along the outside of my breast, down my ribs, and making me writhe with sensation. When his fingers reached as far as they could go down the length of my exposed thigh, he slowly trailed his hand up under my bunched skirt. “There are so many reasons this should not be happening, but I cannot deny you. Not when I want to taste you so badly.” He pulled back to watch my face as his hand neared the searing heat at the apex of my thighs. When his palm cupped my s*x over my silk panties, I thought I might come with the slightest movement. His touch on my sensitive core was infinitely more electrifying than my own touch had ever been. I rolled my hips, pressing myself further against his warm hand. The breathtaking sensation drew a moan from my lips as my head pushed back into the mattress. “That’s it, take what you want from me,” he rumbled as he rolled his palm around and around my aching core. My thighs fell apart to allow him more access, and he lowered his mouth to the sensitive skin just below my ear to nibble and suck. “How could I have ever thought of you as a child? You are a sensual siren, and I’m hopelessly lost to your call.” The fabric beneath his deft fingers became drenched with my arousal, and my breaths came in uneven pants. When he stopped only briefly to remove my underwear, my swollen c**t ached at the loss of his touch. “More, Fen. Please, I need more.” He swirled his finger around my entrance before massaging up to the bundle of sensitive nerves, and then back down on a circuit of pleasure. Round and round he spread my juices before he dipped his finger inside me, drawing a breathy gasp from my lips. I had hardly adjusted to the sensation when he began to pump his finger, curling the digit up with each movement to tap on that delicious spot inside me.