She awoke with a start when she felt the bed sink slightly as if someone had joined her on it. "Who the hell are you?!" she yelled fumbling on the nightstand for the phone. Then she heard him for the first time, a voice deep and velvety that wrapped around her like the night itself.
"Shh, I mean you no harm. You have called for me over the past months, I have heard your plea getting louder tearing at my soul. I had to come to you, it was getting to be pure torture."
She strained her eyes in the darkness to see this man sitting on her bed. "Please if you mean me no harm turn on the lights so I may see who you are." she whispered feeling in the pit of her stomach as if she already knew who it was.
The bed springs creaked as the stranger lifted himself and crossed the room to the light switch. Once the lights came on she gasped. There stood before her the most startling handsome man she had ever seen clad only in a feathered cloak. "Now do you know who I am? " he questioned softly. "You are.. you are the man I have dreamed of over and over again these past months, but this isn't who you really are.... this isn't what you look like in my dreams. Show yourself... show me who I dream of, tell me who you are, I am begging you" all fear gone in her voice replaced with pure need.
The air around him shimmered with energy and revealed his true self. Her eyes drank in the sight of her lover, the one who had ignited this fire in her that consumed her every night and haunted her days. He was well over six feet tall with wings the color of coal that shined with a red incandescence which stood much taller than himself and spread to fill the room, his body was lean and muscular, his hair was a cascade of spun copper down his back held off his face by a pair of obsidian horns that curved and curled back like a ram's. But truly his face was the most striking thing of all. His mouth was hard but with the most perfect lips she had ever seen, his nose was straight and in perfect balance with his features, and his eyes... his eyes were filled with a fire that burned for her alone in their emerald depths, and the longer she stared at them the more colors she saw in a perfect blend that kept the color ever shifting from gold to sapphire to emerald, but always the held the same passion , the same love, the same want and the same hunger that was reflected in hers. The smell of her dreams filled the air of her room, roses, jasmine, and sandalwood blended perfectly. Trembling she reached for him and breathily whispered, "It is you, you are real.. please tell me your name?"
"My name is unimportant for I have had so many, I am as ageless as time, I have lived so long waiting for you, waiting to find my love. You have finally called for me and ever your servant I have come to you" his voice echoed in her ears.
She reached out and cupped his face with her hand, her slender fingers gently tracing his cheek then his mouth. Deftly he brought his mouth down hard on her soft full lipped one and crushed her to his body in a kiss that held all the love and need that they shared, his tongue gently tracing then parting her lips to explore her warm waiting mouth. Finally he broke the kiss and stared at her. "You are even more beautiful with the flush of passion to warm your ivory skin, your mouth looks so tempting swollen and moist" he whispered to her as he stared at her face then her heaving chest, narrow waist and full hips. He ran his hands through her flame red hair and gently this time brought her face to his again to share an sweet soulful kiss.