Je t'appartiens | By : serpentlady Category: Anita Blake > Threesomes Plus Views: 2387 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it all belongs to Laurel K. Hamilton
"Je veux me donner à votre pitié, pour bien ou pour mal, sans des conditions, sans des limitations de votre contrôle de moi."
( I want to give myself to your mercy, for good or for bad, without any conditions, without any limitations of your control of me)
-Masoch (translation from English into French by serpentlady)
Anita was lying in bed asleep, the ardure temporarily sated, when she was roused from sleep by Nathaniel and Micah. They were awake and communicating in terrifyed whispers over her head, propped up on their elbows. "Guys, what's going on? Why aren't you asleep? And what is that..." she trailed off as she felt a metaphysical breeze blew through St. Louis. It was power incarnate, a living thing, as vast as the universe, pure power breathing through her mind. She reached out blindly for Jean-Claude, her shields destroyed by the breat pow power
*Jean Claude, what is that thing? Jean Claude?* she was becoming panicked because she did not recieve an instant reply.
*Ma petite, je suis ici pour vous. I am here for you. Be calm. I do not know what it is. I can feel your fear. Know that I share it, that I am in fact I am terrified. I am here for you, we are here for you. The only thing we can do is to try and ride this outatevatever it is. Please hold on ma petite.* He broke off contact, but let Anita feel him, know that he was still there and only a thought away.
Anita was shivering and terrified, sitting huddled with her knees drawn up to her chest. Micah had his arms wrapped around her with a look of fear on his face, his whole body tense and straining. Nathaniel was sitting, utterly calm on the edge of the bed, his mind searching for the source of the power. He was unafraid of it, in fact felt comforted by it. He looked back at Anita and wondered that she would be scared of such pure protectiveness and caring. Anita stared back at him, wondering how he could not be afraid of a thing with so much raw power. The stayed that way, staring at each other until the early morning, when the breath of power faded away. They fell into an ehasted sleep, ding ing sweet dreams and bitter nightmares.
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