One-night stand
****** Catherine's POV ******
I’m on my hands and knees and I feel his hard c*ck between my butt cheeks, about to thrust into me. I hold my breath and wait impatiently for the feeling of him inside me, but he takes his c*ck away. Before I can complain, I feel his mouth between my legs, he grabs my legs and forces me to spread them further. His hands stay on my thighs and they squeeze my flesh hard. It turns me on even more and soon he is supporting some of my weight because his tongue inside me was making my legs tremble. He was not only f*cking me with his tongue, but he was licking me on the right spot. I have no idea how he found that spot right away, as if he knew where it was, but at the moment I couldn’t care less because I was about to orgasm.
- Mm.. Samuel… - I whisper hoarsely. – I’m going to…
I moan even louder and I’m soon screaming my orgasm. When I thought I was done c*mming, he grabs my ass and he shoves into me. There’s no hesitation on his part, there’s only a fast and hard pounding. I c*m again and again. When I start coming down, he grabs my hair, pulls it hard and thrusts even faster into me, making me scream in pain and pleasure, all mixed up. It works and I orgasm again.
It seemed to go on forever until I felt I was about to lose consciousness. His breathing gets more and more erratic and I feel his c*ck pulsing inside me. I know he is about to c*m and I feel glad because it was all getting to be too much for me. Suddenly, he slams into me one, two, three more times and he grunts while holding my hips against him. I feel him pumping his semen and I look behind me. I see him with his eyes closed, enjoying his high.
I study this stranger’s face, someone I had just met at a bar and, not even one hour later, gave me countless orgasms. I don’t always sleep around, but I have been lonely since I ran away from my last lover four years ago and there was something about this blond-haired and green-eyed man that made me go with him. If I think about it, he seemed to know just what to say to get me in bed and now I know that he’s also an expert at giving me pleasure, he just kept hitting the right buttons. Something doesn’t feel right.
Samuel opens his eyes and sees me looking at him. He smiles at me and slides out from me. I finally let myself lay down on the bed and deal with the pain. The endorphins are passing quickly and I already feel an ache between my legs, which means it was really rough. Even my scalp is sore from when he pulled my hair.
I hear him going to the bathroom, the water running and soon he appears next to the bed with a washcloth in his hand. He gently opens my legs a bit and cleans the juices between my legs. The warm washcloth relieves some of the soreness down there and I can’t help but feel my heart warm up with his tender gestures.
He takes the washcloth back to the bathroom. When he comes back, he lies next to me and smiles at me:
- That was amazing, Catherine.
I turn around, with my belly up, and I sent him a relaxed smile and a nod. I’m feeling drowsy and my eyes start to close.
- How are you feeling, love? – He puts his hand on my stomach and starts rubbing it in small circles.
Right before I fall asleep, I open my eyes one more time and I try to frown at him because of the endearment and the rubes. Only, I forget all about it once I catch the look on his face: this dark and possessive stare at my belly.
- Uhm. Samuel, it was great, but perhaps it is best if you leave now.
- Hey, it is alright. Rest now. I will be leaving shortly. – His eyes are back to normal when he looks at me. I guess it was my imagination or the thoughts in his head had nothing to do with me.
I relaxed and my eyes started to close again. Something was pulling me in, making me fall asleep when I have a stranger in bed with me… I fight against it but soon my thoughts drift away.
I’m standing on the smallest of sand islands, in the middle of the Atlantic ocean and the water is slowly engulfing the island. In a few hours nobody would know that it was even there. That was one of my favorite spots in the world, this little temporary paradise in South America.
I sit down on the sand and I look at the waves and let their movement hypnotize me. Sometimes I wonder if I wasn’t meant to be a sailor, since only the sea makes me feel at home. There is a peace to it that I can’t find anywhere else.
I figured this was a dream, a way Fate regularly uses to communicate with me. At least this time, she didn’t land me in a nightmare. She can be capricious sometimes when she thinks I am ignoring her wishes. I stayed there and I waited.
- Thank you for coming, my little queen. – Just like that, the inner peace I achieved is gone, poof!
- It’s not like you gave me a choice, Fate. You left me in a vulnerable state with a stranger, in my hotel room. I hope he isn't hacking me to pieces, right now. – I hear her laugh, always amused at my displeasure.
I see her blurry shape in the corner of my eye, but I know better than to look. No matter how much I turn around, she is never there, only in the corner of my eye. I tried it once. The first time she approached me, I kept looking for her and I ended up looking like a dog chasing my own tail. It was embarrassing.
- If you were that worried, you could have forced yourself to wake up.
- Well, I am immortal. It’s always painful to heal from being “hacked to pieces” but it’s doable. Now, fire? I really don’t like to die incinerated. I can’t stand it. Besides, my hair seems to smell like smoke for weeks afterwards, no matter how many times I wash it. – I smile when I hear her cackling, I knew this would amuse her. No matter how much I complained about her, after all these centuries, I see her now as my friend.
- Well, then. I guess I got to you just in time. It looked like you were about to get burned by your hot new friend. – She sighs audibly.
- He sure is something, but I don’t have any intention of seeing him again. He is just a one-night stand. – Right? That’s what I made clear to him, before we came to my hotel room.
- He is not… - Fate hesitates. I feel myself tense. She never hesitates, there’s something she is not telling me. – …your destined Soulmate. So, I’m glad you won’t pursue a relationship with him. Just be careful.
Before I can answer or ask her what she is hiding, I’m startled awake by the sound of a door closing.
I look around me and I realize that what woke me up must have been Samuel leaving the hotel room. I was still naked but he covered me with a blanket.
I stare at the ceiling, wondering what Fate wants now. She always wants something, usually getting me on the right track so I can fulfill whatever destiny she has designed for me. She never tells me anything directly, just a gentle nudge here and there. I am a firm believer in making your own destiny and I have told her that more than once. I think I drive her nuts every time I ignore her and I make my own choices, but so far she just laughs and tells me I’m the one walking the pavement, not her. I think she means to scare me with the consequences of my own actions.
It doesn’t scare me because the worst has already happened and it wasn’t even my own doing...
I have been under a curse for centuries and I won’t let anyone ever again play me like a chessboard piece. I’m now the Queen in this little game of chess and I go wherever the hell I please.
Suddenly, her words “just be careful” replayed in my mind. I sat up on the bed and I searched for my phone. She has never, not even once, told me to be careful. Sometimes she knew I was going to be in a world of hurt but she never interfered or warned me.
I always had a feeling that she couldn’t, that it was against some divine rules.
- Come one, come on. – I murmured while searching frantically for my phone in my purse.
I found it and I immediately called Deli, my Shadow Warrior. He is the head of security of my kingdom and if I’m in such danger that Fate feels the need to warn me about it, then I need to call him to me, immediately.
He doesn’t pick up my call, which is very strange, so I decide to start packing while waiting for him to call me back.
One hour later, my Warrior still hadn’t returned my call. So, I took a shower and I got dressed. I left the hotel and I took a taxi straight to the airport.
I look out the taxi window, wondering if Deli was okay. Maybe he is just busy or he left his phone behind, but something deep down is telling me that my world was about to change forever.
As I board the plane, I look back one more time and I say goodbye to Greece, where I have been hiding, most of the time, for over the last century.
- Everything is ready for our trip to Washington, ma’am. – My pilot says, looking anxiously at me. He is a Natural and I knew he could feel my emotions, but he wasn’t one of mine, so I didn’t owe him an explanation.
I glanced around me one more time and, for some reason, I felt like I was being manipulated by Fate.
