Ok, once again, the characters of Forever Knight are not mine and I am just borrowing them for my own nefarious pleasures... but the minor plot points that get in the way of the fun stuff are mine, and while I don't mind you archiving or passing this on, please leave my name attached to it. For those of you that mind... this story contains definately explicit depictions of sexual acts between consenting adults.... of the same sex, as well as sex with more than one partner. Yes, you heard me, so if you are offended by it, don't blame me, you were warned. Comments/criticisms/virtual chocolate to AlyraLii@aol.com :) Without further ado.... Secrets of the Dawn by: Lisa Nullar She reaches up and brushes the hair back off of my face, "So, ma petite, now that you have me..... whatever shall you do with me?" she asks with a small grin. Again, my breath catches in my throat and suddenly I am on fire as if I had not just had the most incredilbe orgasm of my life. She pulls back slightly, looking at me, asking me questions with her eyes that I have no way of answering. Taking my hesitation as a refusal, she starts to sit back, but there is a part of me that can't let her go... I reach up with my hands and pull her down closer to me. Laying back against the cushions, I draw her down next to me, our legs tangled with one another, lying side by side on the couch. "Are you sure?" She asks in a voice barely above a whisper... Pressing my lips against hers, kissing her with all the desire that is welling up in me, "Yes, oh Gods yes" I reply between kisses. Her lips part slightly in a sigh, and I trace them with my tongue, marveling in the scent and taste of her. Again, her tongue meets mine and all thoughts leave me as I am possessed with an almost anamalistic urge to possess her. I will never know how long we kissed, it seemed like hours.... her tongue and mine caressing eachother, taking turns, each the aggressor and then the submissive, tasting, teasing, caressing... it was a dream. But I wanted more, having opened Pandoras box, I wanted to see all the treasures within. Reading the desire in her eyes, my mouth begins to move... placing small delicate kisses along her jaw, and then down the column of her throat, I start sucking lightly at the skin at the base of her collarbone. I am moaning in pleasure, my hands tangled in her hair, lost in the pleasure. As she becomes wilder beneath me, I increase the pressure of my mouth on her neck, raking my teeth over her skin, biting it and then sucking at the bite... over and over. And then her hands are on the straps of her gown, pulling them down her shoulders, not enough to show anything, but enough to bare the tops of her breasts. My fingers glide along her shoulders, tracing the muscles, then move down to rest on the skin above her breasts. She moves her body so she is sitting on her knees on the floor beside the couch now, and leans in, silently begging me to kiss her again. All the time, my fingers are skimming her body... down over her breasts, tracing the lines of her stomach and hips, following down her legs into her inner thighs and down her calves... I have never felt anything so wonderful, her skin smooth as silk, and seeming to come alive under my touch... I can hear from her moans that my fingers are setting fire to her body as none have ever done before. "Natalie..... ma cher..." I hear her beg, "Pour moi, aidez moi...." My hands stop, and my kisses still. I can feel her fingers burning my shoulders where they lay, and her breath is hot and rapid against my face... "Please....." Looking at her, her face flushed with passion I nod my head. Pulling her up, I gently strip her of her gown, There is an awkward moment when I am ashamed of my body, compared to the sleek lines of her, I feel unattractive until I hear her breath drawn in and see the desire rekindle in her eyes. Taking a blanket from the couch and spreading it on the floor, we lay down again, this time, my body is slightly on top of hers, every inch of our skin pressed to each other, not knowing where she stops and I begin. We kiss again, but now my hands run along her back and buttocks, pulling her closer to me, tracing my nails over her skin, kneading her back in pleasure. "Don't think... only feel... let me show you the way through the dark..." I whisper against her mouth. My kisses move down again, this time I do not stop at her collarbone, and when I take one of her nipples in my mouth, she can not prevent the cry of pleasure that escapes her. My hand plays with her other breast, stroking and circling, teasing the nipple and then stroking it until it is hard and erect... all the time I am licking and nipping at the other until she is panting and begging me for more. I raise my head from her breast and I can feel her looking at me... her hand leaves my shoulder and travels up to my mouth. Not understanding, I do nothing until I feel her fingers stroking my lips, asking silently for them to open... They do and she slips her first two fingers into my mouth with a decadent ease. I suck on them gently to pull them in deeper, then tease them with my tongue as she pulls them out. That accomplished, my mouth moves to the other nipple, and she arches her back towards me... Until I feel those two fingers, wet now with my own saliva, tracing circles arounds my belly button, then moving down to rest on the nest of hair between my legs. She laughs low in her throat, and reminds me to breathe... as her hand moves lower and I feel her parting my lips down there, gently stroking me. My thighs part of their own volition, and one of my hands moves to mirror the movements of hers... showing her exactly where I needed to be touched, just how to do it. Her mood changes abruptly then... she hesitates for a moment and then chuckles, arching her hips up against my hand again and again. "So my darling, is this what you want?" I ask as I quickly thrust a finger deep into her and then pull it out, only the tip of my nail resting at the entrance "Do you want that, or is this what you need right now...." my thumb brushes against her clit, pressing firmly for a few seconds and then releasing, even as her fingers stroke up and down my lips. As a moan is drawn from her throat, I laugh and thrust deep into her again, this time, with two fingers, twisting them as I thrust them in and out, tauting her with my voice as she had done to me... "this is what you want, you want to be fucked don't you?" Her mouth comes down on mine again, and my hands reach to pull her closer. I can't see anything, just feel the heat of her body next to mine, and the strength of her fingers as she teases and satisfies me by turns... As her fingers thrust relentlessly in and out, I began to loose any control I may have had... my moans and cries become louder and louder, my hips rocking in time with her rhythm until I can't stand it. But I refuse to climax until I she has.... and just as I am about to reach my climax, I am pulled away from her. I cry out in denial, not wanting to loose her... needing her to finish what I had started. But even as I reach for the hand holding my hair, she reaches up to me and I realize she is not the one responsible. Her mouth kisses mine harshly, desperately. But that is not what I want, not what I need... and then I have exactly what I need. In one powerful thrust, I am filled, not by her hands, not by any part of her, but by... Lacroix! As my body is bent backwards, I hear his silken voice in my ear, asking me what I was doing... using his free hand to stroke me, showing me that he knows my body better than I know my own. Lost in the feel of him thrusting into me and the sweet torment of Janette's mouth newly fastened on my breast, I can barely understand that he is talking to me... telling me how he came from the Raven only to find us kissing... how she saw him and made to stop, but he wouldn't let her... motioning for her to continue, just to let him watch... and abruptly, he stops thrusting into me, pulling out, pressing his erection against my back, but not doing anything else. As I lay there, bereft, my entire being screaming for release, he moves Janette so that she is sitting back on the couch, when she would argue, he simply shakes his head and moves her into the position he wants. Then he comes for me, pulling my pliant body up, onto my knees, then moving us both closer to the couch. He moves behind me, running his hands over my breasts, my stomach, to pull my hips back hard against him. "You want to play games little girl? " He whispers in my ear, "well, if you want to play, you have to take turns... do you understand?" Slowly, it dawns on me what he wants, and licking my lips, I turn to look at him... "you are sure this is what you want?" he asks harshly, pulling my hair and staring me directly in the eyes, "THIS is what you want??" My answer is to bend my body down, holding my hips in place, inviting him in, waiting for him to accept or decline. Looking up at Janette, all I can see is the rapid rise and fall of her chest, and the desire in her eyes.... there really is no choice.... for any of us, it seems... Strectching, I lean up to place a kiss on her mouth, and then Lacroix pulls me back. Placing my hands on the insides of her knees, I gently spread Janette's thighs, exposing the curling hair between them, and the wet, throbbing lips of her cunt. Kissing my way up the insides of her thighs, I arch my back, inviting Lacroix in... As he begins thrusting into me again, I tentatively reach out with my tongue for the first taste of her. Unexpectedly, I am enveloped in the musky scent of her, and the taste... like nothing I had imagined. She is tangy, but delicious... and as I hear her moan in pleasure, I abandon myself to the moment.... I don't know how long it lasts... all I want to do is taste her climax, I lick at her savagely, curling my tongue around her clit, then licking the entire length of her lips, pausing to use my tongue to fuck her, stretching it as far up into her as I can... all the while, Lacroix is pounding against me, riding me harder and faster than I have ever been ridden, pulling my hips into him with every thrust, reaching down with one hand to caress my clit and breasts... the three of us moaning and whimpering and screaming and begging... three moving as one to a common goal. Janette is the one to come first... suddenly her hands are at the back of my head, holding me close, as her body arches like a bow and a keening cry comes from her mouth... there is a new taste on my tongue, and I can feel the waves of pleasure as they roll through her. Then Lacroix and I begin to come... he starts punding into me with a ferocity that is almost painful, but each thrust drives me closer and closer to the edge... no longer concerned with Janette, I am concentrating on my own pleasure now.. I thrust back against him, rolling my hips, doing anything I can to deepen his penetration. As his finger flicks my clit one last time, I loose it. Pulling away from Janette, I scream his name as I begin to climax over and over again... I feel him begin to come as well as he bites down on my shoulder, his body jerking against mine as we both ride our pleasure out. Somehow we all end up on the floor, me sandwiched with Lacroix at my back, and Janette lying face to face with me. Someones hand is stroking my hair, and another hand is kneading the skin of my back, but I can't tell who is who... all I know is the coolness of their bodies next to mine and the pungent smell of our combined efforts hanging in the air as I drift to sleep. Fin