Desire and admiration darkening those incredible eyes, Matt stepped back and bent to lay a kiss on my hand. Entranced by the depths, I could only watch as he laid gentle lips on the back of my hand, and shivered when my hand was turned over. Soft lips caressed the inside of my wrist, on the pulse point, and I felt a gentle scrape of teeth. A gasp escaped my lips, startlingly husky. With a wicked smile I had never seen before, he stood, and grasped my arm, laying my hand on his forearm.
The grand house we were headed for had been decked out with banners and flags of black and gold, bearing the emblem of a rampant lion. Men in tabards bearing the same device opened the door, bowing with dancer's grace. A lovely lady in flowing satin met us in the foyer, and taking our cloaks, directed us towards the main hall.
Huge wooden doors were opened into a marvelous, magical scene...everywhere candles glimmered, light shimmering off of velvets, gems, and satins. Soft music wafted past us, carrying with it the smell of savory foods and beeswax. It was almost too perfect, too much...
Looking up, I saw that Matt was looking at me, hope and mischievousness crossing his expression as our eyes met.
"If only you knew...how happy you look right now, how comfortable and confident...finally, I get to see the true Meaghan..." he murmured, leaning in to brush his lips along the top of my head. Taking a deep breath, I slid my hand up his arm to cup his neck. The pulse under my palm suddenly sped up as Matt lifted his head up. Looking into whiskey eyes, all I could say was "Yes...thank you...." as I pulled him down for a kiss. Heat and softness, hunger and longing swept between us, pulling us closer together. Leaning into his warmth, I felt myself surrendering...the kiss deepening, becoming more frantic, hungry. We ate at each others mouths, franticly trying taste more...passion, longing, joy, and impatience jostling for position in my heart, swirling around in blissful chaos.
Strong arms suddenly crushed me to his chest, and that hot mouth scorched a path down my neck, drawing a moan from deep within me...then teeth bit down on the juncture of neck and shoulder. The flash of pure lust and pleasure from his bite arched my back, pressing my breasts firmly against the lush fabric and heat of his chest. With a growl Matt raised his head, looking suddenly dark and fell...
"You just don't know..." he muttered, raking a hand through his hair roughly and taking a deep breath.
Stunned from the depths of my reaction to him, it took all of my will to attempt to gather my composure. Shooting Matt a slightly crooked grin, I waved towards the entrance of the wonderland..."My lord..."
