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Moonlight and Merlot

October 11, 2011

The continuing saga of the lives, loves and heartbreaks of the residents of Dion Valley, CA.

As with all the best things in life, this is for adults only.


Aster was enjoying his current form. Pretending to be a human male was more fun then even he had anticipated. And so far, having the human female, Phoebe, tremble and whimper in his arms was the best part.

He kissed her, deeply, roughly, taking everything that he could. He wanted to consume her, feed on her rich, luscious psychic energy, drain her until there was nothing left and then take some more, but he restrained himself. It never paid to be glutinous. The best meals were the ones that were savored, lingered over, every morsel a unique and delectable experience to be individually relished.

What he’d experienced through her while he had been hitchhiking in the back of head was nothing compared to actually feeling warm, living flesh in his hands. The taste of her lips, the rub of fabric against his heated skin, the feel of her rapid heartbeat in her chest, the scent of arousal in the air.

This woman would fit in nicely with his plans. He already knew that she was a self-serving, vicious little creature who would go to wonderful extremes to satisfy her own needs and desires. Her sexual passion was just as fierce and hungry and greedy. She would make an excellent playmate while he roamed this realm.

Until he got bored of course.

Now, more than anything else, he wanted her to comply. To give herself over to him. Ultimately, he wanted her completely and utterly, wanted her unwavering devotion, but that could wait. For now, he just wanted her to satisfy the building tension in his groin. All the rest could come later.

He broke the kiss and looked down into her blue eyes. “Say yes,” he said and a broad smile spread over his face when she did.

[Until next Tuesday…]

2 Comments leave one →
  1. October 11, 2011 6:27 pm

    Nicely sensuous … the idea of having someone completely is so desirable — something like “he wanted her, sort of” just doesn’t convey the same emotion :).

    • October 11, 2011 6:30 pm

      Thanks DD! I really appreciate your input and thanks so much for reading!

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