"You are def a keeper."His eyes soften, and he starts his speech.His hands flow over my fur and down to hold mine."When I look in your eyes, I see....so much potential.Your Star is bright, and your future is limitless.Our lives are already very different and very complicated, but after tomorrow night, our lives will never be this simple again.Events will be set in motion that will change everything, but I hope changes nothing."He brings my hands to his lips and kisses one then the other."Just know this.I will command the mountains of the Earth to move for you, and I will demand that they obey."He opens my hand and kisses my branded spot.Sweet sensations shoot through me as he lays his face on it.
I melt with his sweet words.I stroke his cheek with my thumb as I finish his sentence."Because you are My Fucking Golden God."
His eyes smile and crinkle, then he leans down to kiss my lips.As he opens his mouth, my breathing stops completely.He hovers before our lips touch.I feel his breath searching for mine when he says."Because you are My Miss Wright."Then his lips seal themselves on mine, and my eyes close, shutting out the world.There is only us.I wait, but his tongue stays still, then he releases me, only to whisper again in my mouth."Until my last breath, I am yours."
"Ditto."I breathe back into his.
He chuckles, and he slips his hands back into my coat, pulling my body against him, then he kisses my forehead."That is very concise communication.I like it."He grins down on my face.
"Yep."I twinkle up at him as I pop the 'p.'He laughs as his hands slide down to cup my ass."Straight line like you like it," I tease him.
"I like your curves too."He buries his nose in my neck and inhales deeply.Then he pulls back to lay nibbles along my jugular.
"Your speech was very romantic, Aurei.Are we finished out here?"
His lips work their magic while his hands play against my skin as they travel from my ass, up my waist to squeeze my tits, pinch my nipples, then slide under my necklace, where they squeeze and choke me.
"Not yet."
8
He rocks back before he leans forward, and I see his eyes in the dim light.They hold that fucking thunderous intensity again.Then as he applies his loving pressure, he speaks to me while kissing mine closed."Close your eyes, Wild Thang."
I feel him leave me, and I peek through my closed eyelids.Through the slivers, I focus on where he is going.There is a bench just inside the light.I lean around him to look at it and catch a glimpse of reflective candlelight shining from something sitting on the seat.My heart and breath collide in my chest as I freeze.
Sweet Zeus!Father of the Fucking Gods!Is that what I think it is?
I take a sharp intake of breath.My jaw drops, and my hands come up to cover my lips.As he reaches down, I realize what he intends to show me, and I can't keep my excitement contained."Holy fuck me to heaven!"
He stops, then he slowly turns around to look at me.
Busted but totally not caring, I start walking towards him."Holy Fuck Me to Heaven!Is that what I think it is?"
He chuckles."What do you think it is?"
"It is!Put that Son of a Bitch on, Maximus Aurelius Moore!"
He laughs now and picks a piece up."I should have said.'Stay.'"He looks at me, holds his hand out, and says it."Stay."
I obey but watch spellbound as he puts it around his waist, then I hear the clink of the metal and the thud of leather as he reaches between his legs and carefully straps it on.He glances up at me and grins.Then he reaches for the next piece.When he lifts it, I see a thick red cloth unfolding and admire the way he rolls it around his shoulders.The fabric floats in the air, then drapes him like a king's robe.When he buckles the chest piece without looking at it, I know he has done that a thousand times.Finally, he reaches down one last time and takes the piece that caught my eye.He spins slowly around to face me as he slides it over his head.He stands tall and proud while I stare in awe at his transformation.His perfect posture poses a fucking perfect picture!
"Holy!Mother!Hera!"I almost faint from the flood of raw desire.Unbelievable!
As he approaches, I'm hypnotized by his gait and the swing of the blades on his belt as they sway back and forth.The sound of the metal clinking is haunting in the quiet night.The flickering lights from the candles illuminate the bronze and gold.My eyes devour him, fully appreciating this Roman Solider.The golden blades on his chest lay still, guarding his breast.But it's the helmet that reigns supreme.The only thing missing is a pair of leather boots.
When my eyes reach his face, his lips spread slowly behind the protective shield, and the corners of his mouth disappear as he smiles.His gorgeous gaze looks lighter, more yellow than green, against the shadow cast in the hollow holes of his helmet.The red plume stands erect.Tall and proud.
He looks huge!
The aura that emits from him is powerful and possessive.I can feel his demanding and commanding nature and know now from where it flows.This man is the Bastard Son of Thor, God of Thunder.
Wow!The Bastard Son of Thor is much more than a simple nickname, handle, or title.It is who he is to his core.It's in his fucking DNA!I am completely ...blown ...away!
I've worn costumes my whole dancing career, and I've assumed the identities of a lot of people, but I've never owned any one of them as completely as he does this one.This is more than a costume.If I had never met him before tonight, I would know exactly who he is.I feel the stirring in my heart that only happens once or twice in a lifetime, and I realize I will never find anyone as perfect as this man!
He looks at me with that piercing stare, and my knees get weak."Holy fuck me to heaven, please!"
His heart-shaped lips pucker with his words as he says very softly."I fully intend to."Then he smiles again.The white of his teeth shine, and the golden tone of his skin matches the golden tone of the faceguard.
