The Witch and the Night

Writing for me is a hobby, one I never seem to have as much time for as I would like. Thank you all for your patience and feedback.

Thank you again, to my editor, Kenji Sato. His thoughtful suggestions, guidance, and encouragement continues to make me a better writer.

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Danielle stood at the edge of the clearing waiting. The full moon above was shrouded in clouds, casting deep shadows across the glade. She knew at the center of it was an ancient circle of stones, weathered smooth from the centuries of rain and wind. That circle was what had brought her here this night.

Jason moved quietly through the forest, the leaves on the ground seeming to move out of his path by the breeze that pushed his cloak tightly to his back. The clouds above drifted westward, revealing the light of the full moon, illuminating the clearing ahead. The stones in the center seemed to glow in the moonlight, drawing him forward.

Danielle could sense his arrival; he was very close. The skin along her arms prickled, her breath deepening, his very presence sharpening her senses. When Jason stepped free of the forest on the other side of the clearing, she pushed the hood of her cloak back, letting her long auburn tresses sway in the quickening breeze. He was just as she remembered him, tall, broad shouldered, his eyes sharp, as he searched the shadows around the edge of the clearing. Three long strides brought him to the edge of the stone circle.

"Danielle?" he called out softly, his rich, baritone voice setting up vibrations deep in her core.

Just as he was drawn to her, she was to him, in ways that she could never deny. Danielle stepped into the clearing, the hem of her black skirts swirling around her long legs as she moved towards him. The blood-red blouse she wore strained to contain her full breasts. She licked her lips and took a calming breath.

"Here, my love," she said softly, in answer.

Jason stood as if frozen in place as she moved towards him. Her green eyes glowed with fire and power. He drew in a deep breath to calm his rapidly beating heart. When she stopped before him, he could feel the warmth radiating from her, seeming to envelop him in a strong embrace.

Jason caressed her cheek with his left hand, letting his fingers slide along her jaw, brushing lightly over her ear, then lacing them into her hair as he pulled her towards him. His lips brushed over hers, a moan of desire escaping his mouth. She pressed her body hard against his, her arms wrapping around him. His other hand cupped her beautiful face lovingly, his brown eyes shimmering as he lost himself in hers. Danielle moaned in desire as his tongue found its way between her lips, teasing against her teeth to finally entwine with hers.

Time seemed to stand still as the lovers kissed. His body trembled with need as hers ground hard against his. When they finally broke the kiss, each took a deep, shaky breath, then smiled at one another.

"I have missed you terribly!" Jason said, once his voice was under control.

"I have missed you!" Danielle responded.

Jason slid his hands from her neck, pushing her cloak back. Danielle reached up to unfasten it, letting it pool at her feet. His hands left warm trails along her back, his fingers caressing, kneading along her spine. Her body shivered when both hands cupped the fullness of her ass.

"I need you, Jason!" Danielle groaned.

Releasing her from his arms, stooping to pick up her cloak in one hand and taking her hand in his other, Jason led her to the small hummock that lay in the center of the circle of stones. Spreading his cloak and then hers upon the raised ground, he turned back to her. The heat of passion in his eyes made her knees tremble. His mouth moved to her ear, kissing her neck just below it. The heat of his breath made Danielle shiver in anticipation. His hands began to draw up her skirt, inching it up her legs. His lips caressed along the tendon at the side of her neck. A deep moan escaped her as she felt the naked skin of her thighs being caressed by his strong hands.

"You are mine, Danielle!" he intoned as his hands encircled her waist, lowering her slowly onto her back upon the cloaks. She nodded wordlessly. He knelt between her legs, hands caressing up her inner thighs pressing her legs apart. When his lips touched the skin just beside her pussy, she gasped aloud. She was already wet in anticipation. When the tip of his tongue parted her lips, she cried out softly. With slow, loving strokes of his tongue, Jason teased, caressed and tortured Danielle. She whimpered as the need built within her. When his finger entered her, Danielle threw her head back as the ecstasy filled her core.

Jason curled his finger forward, caressing the bundle of nerves within her pulsing pussy. His lips surrounded and then sucked softly on her clit. As her hips lifted up at this assault, he switched tactics and thrashed her clit with his tongue. Her climax was sudden and strong, her legs locking around his head.

"Yes!" she cried out, feeling wave after wave ripple through her until she pushed his head away.

Danielle struggled to regain her breath, the waves of pleasure still rippling through her body. She felt Jason move and with one long, hard thrust, his cock filled her.

"Oh blessed Goddess! Yesssss!" Danielle wailed.

He lifted her legs into the crock of his arms, holding her up and open, his body driving his shaft into her depths as he bent her legs back towards her chest. When she had sheathed him completely, he held that position. She trembled uncontrollably. His cock hitting that spot deep within her. In this moment, she knew she was his.

Jason moved, easing back, then thrusting forward again. Each time he filled her, her moans grew louder. His eyes locked onto hers, he willed her to see herself as he saw her-- raw, powerful, stunningly beautiful. Danielle's climax ripped through her again, her pussy spasming around his throbbing cock, coating it with her essence. Her fingers gripped his arms as her body lifted to meet each thrust, each one extending her climax.

"No more, please." Danielle gasped out, her hands pressing gently on his chest. Jason stopped and then slowly withdrew his shaft. Her body continued to shake uncontrollably. Rolling to the side, he gathered her in his arms, cradling her body to his. When she regained control of her body, Danielle lifted her head up and kissed him lovingly.

"Now, it is my turn," she said, as she moved to straddle his hips. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she moved her hips until she felt the hot, soft head of his cock at her opening. Gazing down at him, she slid ever so slowly down onto his shaft; his moan of pleasure sending thrills through her body. When he was fully buried within her body, she lowered her face to his. Her breath caressed his skin.

"You are mine, Jason." She began to rock her hips slowly. "Your body, your heart, your soul. They are mine."

Jason couldn't move, nor tear his eyes off hers. The words entered his soul, confirming the truth of each one. Danielle lifted her head as the pace increased. Her back arched as she ground herself down on his shaft.

"So good." She moaned with each thrust he made into her.

Jason's hands grasped her waist and held her still, his hips driving his length up into her body. Each thrust caused her full breasts to sway enticingly beneath the blouse's caress. Jason slid his hands up to untie the laces that kept it closed. As it fell open, her nipples hardened in the cool breeze. The silver pendant that hung between her breasts swayed as Jason began to thrust harder up into her waiting body.

Again, time seemed to stand still as they moved in unison. Her body repeatedly came down hard to meet his thrusts that seem to penetrate her to her core. She could feel him nearing his release. His shaft swelled with blood as she worked her core to milk his throbbing shaft.

"Oh my love!" She moaned, as his cock hit the most perfect spot in her. Then, almost without warning, she felt him explode deep within her. The heat filled her, radiating outward to bring a deep flush to her cheeks and breasts.

Danielle's head fell back, her mouth open in a silent cry as she felt his seed flood into her body. Jason felt tears leak from his eyes, as he took in her beauty. A radiant glow seemed to surround her, as their orgasms merged into one long, continuous wave of euphoria.

Danielle collapsed onto Jason's chest; her head nestled into his neck. She felt his strong arms wrapped protectively around her. As her heart slowly stopped pounding, she kissed his neck softly and purred as his hands caressed her back. She longed to stay this way, but she needed to complete the bonding.

Lifting again to kneel astride his hips, she looked down onto his face. She knew every line and crease, had seen it in pain and in joy; in rapture such as they just shared and in love that she knew he carried for her. Opening a small pouch tied to her waist, she pulled forth a small handful of herbs. Whispering softly, Danielle sprinkled the herbs in a circle around them. Jason felt the energy pulse from the ground, resonating up through his body. His mind sharpened, power flowed through his body, a warm sense of purpose filled his soul.

Danielle felt the power, too, but in a different way. It filled her with strength, pulsing to the beat of his heart that she felt through her hand upon his chest. Her eyes were filled with warmth and love for her protector. She had once again bound his life to hers. He was hers more than he could ever imagine.

After a long pause, Danielle moved again. Stretching out beside Jason, wrapping one leg over his, resting her head on his chest, she sighed contentedly. Clouds slid over the moon again, the breeze turned chilly. Jason wrapped them both in their cloaks and kissed her forehead.

"I am forever yours. I will cherish and protect you always," Jason said, a deep feeling of purpose and contentment filling him.

She smiled knowingly. Just as she had in their previous life, just as she would in the next, Jason was fated to be her guardian and lover.

"In this life, and the next," Danielle replied. She kissed him softly, then lay back down safe in the knowledge that if nowhere else, in this circle, in his arms, no harm could ever come to her.