Subj: The Jealousy Of Nicholas Blair pt 4
Date: 1/6/00 7:46:41 AM Central Standard Time
From: Donna Eubanks
"Indeed my children, you should be very grateful to me." Diabolos says to himself in the shadows. "I shall follow you wherever you go. I must watch over you." He laughs to himself in the darkness.
"Nicholas, we managed to return home before the rain came." Donamarie told him. It was suddenly raining cats and dogs outside.
"Yes angel, I see that now." Nicholas replied.
She loved the way he called her "angel", for it was his special name for her. "Nicholas darling, do you ever think about our baby? " She asked him tenderly. They once were expecting a child, so very long ago, when they first met each other. The child died with her that fateful day, and was lost to them forever.
Nicholas looked at her with a look of sorrow on his
handsome face. He walks over to her and puts his arms around her. "Yes angel.
I often do think about our child." He kisses her ear and squeezes her tightly.
She turned to look at him. 'It was your Christmas gift to me, Nicholas. I shall
never forget that precious gift you gave to me." She kisses him sweetly on his
lips. He slowly rocks her back and forth in his strong arms. "I still miss our
baby, Nicholas. Our child was conceived in love...in our wonderful, magical
love!" She looked at him with tears in her pretty eyes. "Oh Donamarie, do not
cry." He squeezed her a little tighter now. "I cannot help it, Nicholas. Sometimes
I hear the baby cry in the night." She said,
with tears rolling down her cheeks.
He turned her to look at him. "Angel, angel, please do not cry." Nicholas repeated. He could not stand to see her cry, it was most upsetting to him.
"Do you think we shall ever have a child, Nicholas? Can immortal women still give birth?" She asked him.
He wiped her tears from her face, and said, "Yes you can, my love. You can have many babies." He told her, smiling at her.
This knowledge brought a smile to her face. "There now, that is much better, my dear. This face should be smiling, not crying." He held her face in his hands. "Would you like to begin now on our quest?" He asked her.
"Oh Nicholas, you are a wicked man!" She said, blushing a little now.
"Of course I am, angel, and you knew that when you married me." He said, with a wink.
He slowly began to unbutton her dress. He loved her
sweetness and innocence. That is what attracted him to her from the beginning.
He whispers in her ear now. "Prepare to be swept away, my love...for I plan
to thoroughly delight you!" As he spoke these words, her dress fell to the floor.
She tore at his shirt, and in her desire for him, a button broke, flying through
the air. He picked her up and carried her to their magical love bed.
He kissed her again and again. He looked deep into her eyes at this moment. "How many babies do you wish, my dear?" He asked wickedly. His dark eyes sparkled like black jewels. She looked into his handsome face. Her heart swelled with love for him. She had never been as happy as when she was with him. He was her warlock, her lover, and her life!
He looked down at her beautiful body. He told her, as he looked at her dressed in only a slip, Well now, we shall have to get rid of this now, won't we, my dear?" He smiled at her wickedly, as he pulled down the straps of her slip. "'Oh Nicholas, you leave me breathless!" She told him. She let him undress her. His touches made her tingle with wicked excitement!
The unseen eyes watched them in their wonderful love. He was always watching them. They owed their happiness to him.
to be continued....