I will never forget that Christmas. That was the Christmas that he came to me to awaken in me a fire and passion that I had never before experienced. And that was also the Christmas that I got my wings and became a true Christmas angel. For as long as I can remember I have lived among the earthbound humans as a comfort and a soft whisper of hope my name is Bella , and I loved bringing hope and comfort to those whose lives that I touched.
I whispered comfort to a child as they watched their Mother being lowered into the ground. I brought hope to a man who felt Loveless. I would hold him and stroke his skin and hair with a comforting touch. In his desperation to feel loved he would cover my naked flesh with kisses that for a few fleeting moments would create in me a heat that I so longed for. His hands would move over my skin in search of the love that he believed that I held for him. And because that is what he needed that is indeed what I held.
His touch moved swiftly down my body with surprising tenderness and skill. Soon his mouth was upon my black patch and his tongue was moving into the wet hot space that held so much. He worked swiftly and soon I was twisting and moaning in the pure pleasure of it, and soon almost to soon came the scream and release of climax. I smiled lovingly up at him and soon felt his body against mine and let out a gasp of pleasure as he entered me fully filling me up with the extensiveness that was he. Harder and faster did he move in and out again and again until I was arching to meet him and we came together in a culmination of ecstasy.
My days went on like this for years I would bring what comfort that I could to those that needed it and on occasion would see the one that I came to know as only the loveless one and we would make love sometimes for days. And it seemed that with each time that he filled me with his seed instead of feeling empty he would feel loved and I knew that soon he would no longer need me. And after a few years I was right. He was no longer the loveless one and he no longer needed me, and although I missed the sex that we had I seemed to feel the same detachment that I did with all of the others that I helped at his parting. He kissed me gently thanking me knowing what I was and that he would not see me again.
And then the snow of winter came. I was once again comforting young woman who had tragically just lost her first love when I saw him. It was not surprising that I saw him he was beautiful.
A tall dark and handsome specimen with flowing dark hair and piercing blue eyes and a chillingly unearthly quality. What was so startling was that he saw me. Now we all know that humans can not see our kind unless we choose for the to. And so I knew that he was of the spirit realm. And then he unfurled his wings and they came down around him in a rush of wings blacker then coal. I gasped knowing from where he came. But how could he posses such beauty? I did not care and turned away, away from that gaze that ignited a fire inside her that she had never know something so dark and evil yet something that I so longed for.
I returned to the woman the one I called Broken heart. She cried on my shoulder as I stroked her auburn hair and whispered words of comfort that she so desperately needed. I would be with her for a few weeks, almost until Christmas. On that day all of us heavenly beings would be before our king celebrating the day of his birth. I took her to her home and lay her softly in her bed. Singing her to sleep with words of hope and love.
As I left her home and headed for mine I felt him come up beside me. The very presence of him sent chills down my entire being. He gently whispered in my ear his soft voice filling me with heat and desire.
"My beautiful Bella you know that I need you to save me from the evil that I have within me. Please? In return I will show you a passion that you have longed for your entire existence."
