Alyssa Kelly was 25 years old, 5'5" tall of slender built. Her hair was the color of autumn leaves, soft and warmth of her red but almost golden with curls that flooded down her back and shoulders. Although she always hated it, men were amazed with its color. Her eyes were emerald green and could pierce right to a man's soul she had been told. How she longed for that man that could pierce her own soul, a man that could consume her just by a single look. As sleep swept over her, she drifted back into the circle of his embrace, the warmth of his strong arms enveloping her. She knew this is where she belonged; her life was by this man's side. A man who only came to her in her dreams, oh how she long for night time when she knew that she would be in his embrace.
He called to her commanding her to come him, his voice stirring to her very bone. The low husky growl becoming coming closer, "Come back to me, my sweet Alyssa, let me love you as no other can." Her heart pounded as she could feel the warmth of his breath on her shoulders. This man of her dreams, her Highland lover towered over her. His body full of muscles that were tight, his skin almost looked to be bronze and glistened. His dark hair lightly brushing across her cheek as he bent those sweet lips down to hers, She starred into those golden tiger-eyes sucking in a deep breath. His lips curved up into a lustful grin and she knew she was his, even if it was only in her dreams.
As he lips covered hers, Kevlin knew that this time she would not escape him that this time she would be his forever. No more letting her go, this woman he loved with all his might. This night she would be his and beg him to take her with him into his world. Nothing would keep them apart any longer. He was hers and she was his and this time not even hell could keep him from taking what belonged to him.
Alyssa melted against his chest as his mouth covered hers. His tongue parting her lips and engulfing her mouth, probing, searching for her tongue. His arms pulling her closer to him, pressing into her soft body to his so that molded into his perfectly. The hunger of his kiss demanding, wanting, needing, searching for her to return his hunger; soft moans of pleasure where devour by his mouth. Her arms wrapping around his neck, he lifted her placing her legs around his waist.
Kevlin slowly releasing his hold on Alyssa, she slid down the length of his body. He smelled of soft leather and spice, male spice. Her hands touch every part of his chest, her fingers rippling down on his muscles. He moaned as her hair fell against his manhood. And when she placed her hands around him, he shuddered at her touch. So delicate and soft where her lips as she pressed them on his shaft, and then she took him fully in her mouth, kissing and sucking him, just when he thought he could take no more he pulled back up into this embrace and kissed her deeply. She grinded herself against him, her body was on fire and she needed him inside her, but her would not give in so quickly, he bent down taking her breast in his mouth sucking and nibbling devouring her flesh with his touch. Her legs felt as though they would buckle beneath her, he place an arm around her waist, pressing himself back against her. Moving his mouth, to her other breast and nipping at the tip, she exploded. Her body trembling, shuddering with delight, Kevlin knew she was be forever his. Nuzzling at her neck he whispered so softy to her, "That's it my love, take your sweet pleasure" and whimpering as she came, he held her to him, "Yes" he whispered.
