Chapter 2: Confused
No more then a week passed when Bella returned home from her late afternoon ride. On her front steps she spied a scroll with a waxen seal. Wary of unmarked scrolls she turned it over in her hand attempting to discern who the sender could be. One could never be too careful of anything left anonymously.
Carefully she unrolled the parchment, a runic stone tumbling to her lap as it opened. Picking it up and turning it over and setting it down next to the scroll, she began to read the masculine print of the letter.
Darling witch,
Thoughts of you permeate my days. Dreams of you fill my nights. It is my hope that I will soon see you again and find pleasure in your green eyes. Meet me tonight after the full moon has risen to its apex.
~River
The moon rose to slow for Bella this night as she waited to make her way to the location where she would find the intriguing plainsman Riverwind. Using the markings on the rune stone that had accompanied the scroll, she road thru the lands to a house near the ice plains. It had been nearly an hours ride thru the night and it had allowed her to clear her mind of all mundane things, and focus on seeing this man again that had been on her mind nearly each day.
A cold biting wind whippered past her as she found the clearing and his home. Thru the windows she could see a roaring fireplace and the shadow of someone moving inside.
Softly she knocked on the door, shivering from the cold wind that blew in from the plains of ice near his home. She was dressed in an alluring silk dress that was more then enough protection for the springtime, on the island she lived on, but she had not expected his home to be so close to the tundra areas of the lands. Her pert nipples felt like they were cutting thru the silk.
Riverwind opened up the door and smiled at her, his eyes immediately noticing how the cold wind had affected her lithe body.
"I'm glad to see you too Enchantress," he smirked. Opening the door wider for her to enter. She entered and surveyed the quaint log cabin. Definitely a home of a bachelor, even though it looked tidied some. "I have some mulled wine and a roaring fire to fend off the chill," he moved to the fireplace, thinking to himself that he would rather be the one to warm her then the wine.
Smiling, once again reading his thoughts, "That would be lovely..." she purred as she untied her dress and let it fall to the floor behind her. He turned offering her a mug of the wine. Not expecting to see the angel standing before him in her glory, the mug tilted and spilt onto the tile around the hearth. The vision she created standing there before him, her body shadowed and framed by the light cast from the hearth. He swallowed hard, steadying the mugs, oblivious to having spilt a drop.
She smiled alluringly, looking him directly in the eyes as she graced across the span of the room. Had he not known better he would have sworn she floated on air. Her hips swaying seductively, her body still chilled from the night air. Her mouth-watering breasts still kissed by coldness. Before he could drink in all of her, she was standing before him. Befuddled by her wantonness and the excitement that raced through his loins, he pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth to try to moisten it so he could speak with out croaking.
"y..Your wine?" he closed his eyes, wanting to kick himself for asking. A genuine smile curled on her lips accepting the mug. Taking one sip, letting the subtle warmth of it warm her insides, then tossing the wine and mug into the hearth. Taking his mug and tossing it into the hearth behind hers. A look of shock registered on his face, but lasted only a moment as she wrapped her long arms around his neck and pressed her full lips to his.
Falling asleep in each other's arms, the night had slipped away from them, coiled in lovemaking. Riverwind awoke right before dawn with Bella still in his embrace. He laid there for several long minutes thinking back on the evening before. They had finally made their way to his bedroom, in the early hours of the morning. Finally spending time just talking, they both confessed they had other love interests. The interludes they were sharing were exciting for them both, but the reality was that neither was free to pursue something that would be perceived as romantic.
Slowly slipping out from under her, pausing a silent moment as she started to stir. After a few minutes he was able to slip quietly out of the bed and dress. Looking down upon her, he watched her lying there sleeping peacefully, her breasts rising and falling with each breath.
Bella waking up hours later reached over to touch Riverwind. Frowning slightly, realizing he has already left. As she lies there thinking of last nights event's a smile plays across her face. The sweet scent of sweat and sex still lingering in the air. She rolled over and wrapped her arms around the pillow Riverwind slept upon and drifted back to sleep.
