Subj: The Jealousy Of Nicholas Blair pt. 16
Date: 1/21/00 8:12:56 AM Central Standard Time
From: Donna Eubanks
The night brought forth a storm by the sea. The storm raged, and the electricity was lost.
The two immortal lovers did not mind the weather. They were lost in their wonderful love this night.
They had no need of the light. While they are sleeping they hold each other tight.
Morning has come once more. The storm has stopped for now.
Nicholas has been awake for a while. He walks to their bedroom.
Donamarie is lost in peaceful dreams this morning, she is, no doubt, dreaming of him, her handsome and charming warlock as she sleeps.
She is lying on the bed . She lies on her back as she sleeps. One arm is above her head. One leg is bent at the knee.
She is wearing a long, white silk gown. She is not covered by a blanket.
Nicholas decides he shall have some fun with his beautiful bride.
He stands in the doorway in deep concentration. He points his magic finger at his sleeping bride. Ever so slowly her gown begins to disappear.
She remains sleeping. She lies naked on their love bed. Nicholas is in awe of her beauty. She is beautiful, and delicate....and she belongs to him. No other man shall feel the warmth and passion of her love. No other man shall kiss her ruby lips, or see the beautiful woman that he, Nicholas Blair can see before him now.
He remains staring at her. He remembers each time he has kissed her lips. He remembers each time he has stroked her dark hair. He remembers the child they once lost, so very long ago. He remembers the promise he made to love her for eternity.
He remembers the loss of that child. He remembers his sorrow and her pain. He remembers his promise to give her more children. He hopes their first born is a son.
Magically, he produces a white feather. He walks to his sleeping bride. He is wearing a grin on his handsome face, as he slowly looks at her naked body. My, how he loved to look at her!
Nicholas takes the white feather and tickles his wifes nose. She gently stirs and scratches her nose, as she remains in her naked sleep.
Nicholas' grin is now a great smile as he speaks these words. "I should worry if I were you, my dear. I should worry to catch cold." He says with a wicked smile.
She awakens and finds her gown is missing. "Nicholas!! Nicholas Blair, how could you?!" She cries out. She attempts to cover her naked body. Nicholas is holding the blankets so she cannot cover herself. He laughs at her dilemma. "Nicholas, please!! Let me have a blanket!" She protests. "No my dear, I am enjoying looking at you this way. I must say..I love what your wearing!" He tells her. "But I am wearing nothing, Nicholas!" She protests again. "How marvelous you are, Mrs Blair! You are exquisite, my dear!!" Nicholas proclaims to his wife.
He kisses her ruby lips. He caresses her soft breasts. He blows in her ear as she laughs softly. He looks at her wickedly, and he growls at her! "I think I shall have you for breakfast, my dear!" Nicholas tells Donamarie.
He slides into bed beside her. His dark eyes are now locked with hers of blue. "I know the reason I love you, my dear. Nicholas tells her softly. You are so sweet...so very, very sweet." He tells her as he begins to make love to her.
to be continued...