Rebecca's Choice

Rebecca

Relaxing back against him, she allowed him to master her body, his touch hot and smooth on her skin. She moaned softly, her body relaxing as he leaned in to kiss her neck, her throat, and her chest. His lips traced a path over her chest to her sweet scented breasts and lingered there, kissing and teasing her nipples, as they became hard and erect. Her slipped under the water, reaching for his manhood and finding him already erect. She wanted him, more that she though it could be possible to want anything, and she turned her body over to embrace him.

Moving up onto his lap, she slipped her legs around him, feeling him hard and pressing against her tender mound. Their lips met in a passionate clash and their bodies burned with an inner heat that could only be fueled by their need for each other.

With his hands under her ass, he lifter her over him, sliding her down onto hie erect cock and filling her completely as he mouth devoured her hungry moans.
 
Eric

He became lost in her and in his passions. Nothing of surrondings even registered on his mind. She filled his world. Her beauty and love, her desire for him and his for her. As his body automatically began the slow rythmatic movements the passion of the moment, the intense erotic sensations poured across and through him.

He knew why she had intiated this session of love making, to defuse his temper. At any other time, and with anyone else it would have failed miserably, this attempt to coerce him. But not with Rebecca. His love for her was boundless, in fact, knowing that her heart was so large as to risk her own comfort for the staff of the castle made her even more endeared to him.

His bodies motions increased in fervor. Her silken skin against his own. The warm waters caressing them both. The tighteness of her body holding him within her, her rythym matching his. She was the perfect woman, of this the prince of change had no doubt.
 
Rebecca

Moving her body slowly in time with his, his manhood filling her completly, her hard dark nipples rubbing against his chest, she sould feel her arousal growing until at last, her body was consumed with the shuddering thrill of sweet orgasm. The feel of her tight warmth, tightening around him even more was more than he could stand, his own release pulsing into her in hot gushes, mixing and blending the juices of their love deep within her womb.

Pulling her into his tender embrace, they cuddled together, waiting for the pssion they had shared to subside, lingering in the warmth of the water and the comfort of each others arms. She lay her head on his sholder and rested for a moment, content and happy.
 
Rebecca

Resting in his arms, Rebecca wondered if there had ever been a time in her life when she had been so happy and content. She had never felt so safe, or so sure that she belonged.
 
Dante 45

It was morning. The sun shone brightly into their room and upon their bed. He smiled at the thoughts of the tub and this wonderful girl who lay beside him. He knew the change had come upon him during the night, for some reason he was 'Eric' fully again, and much sooner than he should have been. It was her, of course. His mind could not stay on business, it was always on her.

He sat up and gazed at her. So innocent in some ways, so worldly in others. Had he a right to have snatched her from her home in such a manner? It didn't matter now, he had done it. And she loved him, though he had thought that impossible. And he loved her, more than life itself.

He touched her rosy cheek gently, not waking her, just allowing his skin to touch hers. His life seemed complete somehow. The dark spot on his soul had been removed. He leaned forward and kissed her lips, again, so lightly as to have been the wind from a butterfly's wing. Not wishing to disturb her, he simply vanished from the bed and appeared at its side. Then walked quietly out the door, his clothing a robe appearing upon him as he walked, closing the door soundlessly behind him.
 
Rebecca

It was mid moring before Emma came to wake Rebecca, asking her what she she would like for breakfast.

"I'll come down to the kitchen Emmy, I'm starved."

She dressed quickly and the two of them headed down to the pantry, Emma giggling and asking Rebecca quiestions about her bath the Eric, and Rebecca giggling and telling her it was more than her little ears could handle.

Rebecca couldn't believe how hungry she was, eating several slices of fresh baked bread, smuthered in honey, then reaching for the fruit basket. Maybe all her night time activity way spending her energy, she had a private giggle at the thaught.

"Emmy, I would like to go back to the forest again today, and see some other places and meet some of the other people as well, will you please go and organize it for me?"

As her hand maiden raced off to see to her request, Rebecca reached for another peach, she was so hungry.
 
As the hand maiden flashed from the kitchen, Dororak came walking in. "Good Morn' My Queen." He greeted Rebecca. "I thank you for what you have brought us here. Our Master seems to have mellowed with but your presence."

"Good morning Dororak." She smiled a blushed slightly, knowing that the man most certainly knew the kind of hold she had used to calm Loki down.

"Did I hear you say you wished to go back into the Forrest today?" He asked.

"Yes. I wish to meet others and to see a little more of this realm."

"Then as your maid prepares so shall I. Your guard and I will be waiting you in the court yard. Would you like to go back to the small villiage and start from there? The village we last visited?"

She smiled to think of her knew friend there, and the old woman, Nature. "Yes, an excellent place to start."

He turned and left as swiftly as the girl had. Rebecca smiled to herself, what a day this good be!
 
Rebecca

The ride out into the countryside was a very pleasant one, rebecca taking in every detail of her surroundings, and enjoying each one in turn. As they followed the rost to the village, they came across a group of farm hands on their way to a field. Upon sight of her, they immediately dropped to the ground and pressed their faces to the dirt. SHe knew why they did this, it was a thing to do with the diferant classes in society, but it was not a custom she liked on bit. She was temped to tell them never to do this again, but thaought it better to talk it over with Eric first.

Upon reaching the village, they found something they had not expected. The village was abonden, and the buildings burned to the ground. Verry little remained to show there was ever a village there at all. Rebecca gave the others a very stunned and confused look.

"Who...How?" there seemed to be no answers.


OOC: sorry it's taken me so long Dante, i will try and do better.
 
Dororak broke the long silence that followed the inquiries of the destruction of the villiage. "My Queen, you could call for the Master. He will hear you, and I'm sure He would want to know this had happened."

"How do I call for Eric?" She thought of Him only as Eric now.

"Simply call Him, My Lady. I am most sure He will come."

Feeling somewhat foolish Rebecca thought to herself, should I call his name aloud? Her thoughts were interupted by a hand upon her thigh. She jumped in the saddle and turned to rebuke whoever had touched her so to find Eric standing beside her horse.

"What has happened here?" He spoke arogantly and authoritively. "Are you allright my beloved?" She calmed immediately when see saw the concern on his face.

She motioned to the still smoldering ruins of the small hamlet. He turned to her soldier guard, "Quickly, search for survivors in the woods, don't scare them, tell them loudly who you are and that the Queen is here for them." He smiled up at her, "I think they would be less afraid of you than me. Quickly now!" He snapped, "Some may be hurt and the Queen is concerned." He almost marched toward the burnt hutch's, stopped and bent down, looking at the ground. "Beloved." He called, "Come and look..."
 
Rebecca

Stepping from her horse, Rebecca went to the place her husband indicated. There on the ground were tracks the likes of which she had never seen before. She gave him a questioning look, staying close to him and taking comfort in the closeness of his body, and his strong presance.

"What was it Eric? What did this?"
 
"Dragons, dearest, dragons." He frowned. "But why? That is what's bothering me. Why." A few soldiers were returning to the desimated villiage with villiagers in tow.

"My Queen!" a female voice shouted from the group of villiagers emergin from the forest.

Rebecca turned and saw Golinda and her little boy, they broke from the others and ran toward her. Eric turned toward them a frown on his brow.

"It's okay dear one, it is the girl from the villiage I befriended. I'm so glad she is okay and her child." He turned back to his soldiers, smiling at her first.

Golinda ran to Rebecca, stopping to curtsy low to the ground, tears running down her dirty cheeks. The little one knew no such restraints, he was crying openly, clinging to his mother. Rebecca reach out and took the crying girl into her arms. "You and the boy will come with us to the castle tonight." She stated as a fact, "Your husband Golinda, where is he?"

"I don't know Mistress. He and the other men tried to turn the things, but they were to many and too strong!" her tears began to run again, her face cracked from pain and sorrow. "He shouted for us to run, to take the children and run, we did, we ran, I should have stayed to help him, I should have stood by him, I should have sent the baby with another, I should...." Rebecca interupted her.

"You did what you should have done. You protected your child as your husband wished." She took the girls hand and lead her to her own horse. A soldier, seeing what she was doing and having stood close beside her, one of her guard she supposed, quickly helped the young mother and whelp on to the horse. Rebecca walked quickly over to Eric.

"I'm taking Golinda and her child to the castle for the night."

"A wonderful idea. In fact I'll have all the survivors gathered to the town surronding the castle. They are of course welcomed, for your sake." He smiled at her.

"Her husband, and the other men..."

"I don't know. But we will find out!" He was upset and getting angry, she could see the flare of red in his eyes. "I have an idea who set this in motion. If it was, then there shall be 'War in heaven." She started at this statement. "Now return to the castle and see to your friends, I shall be home shortly with more to tell you I hope, and good news for your friend I pray as well."

He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then turned to his men and began shouting orders. Dororak appeared from no where. "Come mistress, lets get you back to the castle."

Rebecca mounted behind the girl and child and they swiftly returned to the castle.

Amy, her servant/friend met them at the castle door. "Soldiers arrived earlier and told us what had happened before returning with other men. I have a room for your friends ready."

"Thank you Amy." Rebecca smiled. The girl and her son were led to a large room, the girl almost fainting in fatigue, terror and the awe of being in the castle, too much for a peasant girl in one day. Amy took the small boy who had calmed now with the novelty of riding such a fine horse, and being in such a fine place, and began to play with. Washing his dirty littl body as they played. Rebecca helped the young mother to the big bath, and began to help her undress.

"A bath will calm you, and help you regain your strength."

"My Queen, you are too good to us!" The girl said breathlessly. She leaned forward and gently kissed rebecca's cheek.
 
Rebecca

As Golinda's lipps brushed against Rebecca''s cheek, she felt a sudden, yet familiar rush. It had been some time since she shared her affections with Amy, and she missed the touch of a womans hands on her body, but she loved Eric,and would never do anything to betrey his love for her. Golinda was pretty, and Rebecca found herself quite taken with the young woman. She watched as Golinda stripped and climbed into the tub, feeling an aching need building between her legs. She could watch no more, leaving Amy to tend the woman and seeking out her husbands worm and tender company.
 
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