Subj: A Haunting At Blair House part 10
Date: 2/15/00 9:35:16 AM Central Standard Time
From: Donna Eubanks
It is Valentines day at the house by the sea. This is the day made for lovers. This is a special day for Nicholas and Donamarie Blair.
Donamarie is sitting on their canopy bed. She is writing a poem for her lover, her husband, her warlock. She stops a moment to wipe away a tear.
Nicholas stands at the doorway watching her. "Is that a tear I see on your lovely face? Nicholas asks. Why are you crying, my dear? Are you sad?" He asks with worry in his voice.
She wipes away another tear. 'No my Nicholas, I cry because I am so happy! I was remembering our wedding day. I was a little frightened by Diabolos being there to marry us. But I soon came to realize , that because of him, I am with you. Because of him I live again, for he brought me back for you, Nicholas! He also returned our baby son to us! How he must admire you, Nicholas, to do all of this for you! You truly must be his favorite warlock!" She exclaims.
Nicholas looks at his beautiful wife. My, how very beautiful she looks this morning! She wears her long blue gown. He can see her beautiful breasts as they show through her gown. Her long black hair tumbles down upon her lovely shoulders. Their special love child can be seen growing from within her. Her face is radiant, and so very lovely. Her eyes shine as blue and bright as the deep blue sea itself.
Nicholas wants to give her a daughter one day, a daughter who looks exactly like her beautiful mother.
Nicholas can see that Donamarie is still crying on their bed. He must do something to stop her tears. He cannot, and he never could, stand to see his lover cry.
It never bothered Nicholas to see other women cry. It mattered nothing to him. But to see Donamarie cry, it tore at his insides so that he could not stand it.
Nicholas knew what had to be done. He must love her tears away.
Nicholas walks over to their canopy bed. He looks into her bewiching blue eyes. "Nicholas, why do you stare at me? Have I a smudge on my nose?" She asked so innocently.
"Donamarie, put down your writing. Nicholas suggests. I wish to make love to my beautiful wife. I am going to love those tears away. "But Nicholas..." She protests. "I shall not take no for an answer, my dear. I should worry if continue to cry as you do. And, what better way to stop you, than to love your tears away?" He tells her, wiping her tears away with his magnificent hands.
'Stand up my dear." Nicholas suggests. Donamarie rises from the bed. Nicholas lifts her delicate chin up to him, and kisses her sweet ruby lips.
Nicholas slowly removes the straps from her shoulders, first the left one, and then the right one. He softly caresses her breasts, and places his kisses on each one. It causes her to tremble with excitement. He slides her gown down a little further, revealing their unborn baby son to him. He slowly and gently touches their child. He gives him a fatherly pat. His baby son knows that his father is there to love him. The baby kicks hard in his hands.
Nicholas grins as he feels his baby son. He looks at his beautiful wife before him and he grins even more. Her face is like that of an angel. Her body is more beautiful than even he can imagine!
Nicholas bends to kiss his unborn child. His kisses are met with several more strong kicks. Nicholas begins to smile.
Nicholas runs his fingers through her raven hair. He kisses her face and neck.
Slowly he slides her gown from her body. It lands silently on the floor.
'Now what are you going to do Donamarie?" He asks with a wicked grin.
My, how wickedly handsome my Nicholas looks! Donamarie thinks to herself.
"I am going to make love to you Donamarie! And you shall give your love to me!" Nicholas proclaims to his lover.
"How magnificent you are!!" Nicholas tells her with a wink. With that, he gently pushes her to their love bed. He covers her beautiful body with kisses.
With a wave of his magnificent hand, his clothes are gone. He slides into bed with Donamarie. Slowly and seductively he begins to love her. The force of his love gets faster and faster, until the room is ignited with the fires of their passions! Donamarie screams his name in ecstasy as he loves her like there is no tommorrow !
Donamaries' poem to Nicholas.. this is her gift to
him, for Valentines' Day..
Nicholas
As I sit in front of the fire, my heart is burning with desire.
It does burn for the one I love. He is all I'm thinking of.
He is wicked, he is strong, and he has captured my heart.
A voice in me says run and flee, for your love can never be.
I shall not listen to thoughts of that, for I am too much like you.
I love your wickedness, I love your smile. Your kiss is with me still.
They say you are evil, that you are no good. You'll bring damnation to me.
But, my darling, in your arms is where I wish to be.
How much longer shall it be before you return to me?
I do not wish to sleep alone. I long for your arms around me.
You are my warlock, powerful and strong, and you have chosen to take me along.
Please hurry darling, so I can see you. So I may kiss you and love you too!
You have been gone for far too long. Has something happened to you?
I should die if that were true, for now I am a part of you.
I think like you, I live for you. My heart beats only for you. I shall be anything
that you wish. I can be innocent or a witch!
Now you're coming through the door. My heart beats faster, as before.
You gaze at me with your dark eyes, and I am instantly hypnotized!
You kiss my lips so eagerly, your fingers unbutton my dress.
Before I know it, we lie in bed, as loves wonderful magic consumes our bed.
Donna Eubanks
The immortal lovers are locked in loves embrace. They hold each other tightly.
They hear their unborn baby giggle, as she kisses her warlocks lips.
to be continued...