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Weaves of Love	By : Blazer Category: S through Z > Wheel of Time Series Views: 7517 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3
"If you are truly mine, I shall do with you as I will', Elayne breathed into his ear. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and forcefully pressed a possessive kiss on to his firm but pliable lips. She began running her hand over his broad shoulders, the whole time kissing him with more passion than at the Stone of Tear. Rand's mind was in chaos, it had been a tumultuous few hours for him, now he had the most beautiful woman he could possibly imagine, who he had just professed his undying love for kissing him hungrily and tugging at his shirt laces. He started running his fingers through her fluffy golden hair, a color to make the sun envious.His other hand rested ever so lightly on her face, the skin so soft, silk would feel like rough wool to him forever after.The kiss deepened as his shirt laces fell open, her hand immediately went within his shirt feeling every inch of his chest and abs. Their tongues wrestled to dominate each other, exploring every corner the others mouth. Her touch set his body on fire, he could hardly contain his excitement. They finally broke apart, Elayne attempting to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling under her shift mesmerized Rand. She noticed his gaze and gave a look of proud confidence. Rand quickly averted his gaze feeling abashed, but lust was building within him. "Are you comfortable with continuing?" he said hoping for her to say yes but not wanting to pressure her. She responded by steadily standing up, grabbing the straps of her shift and letting it fall. It stayed hanging precariously on her breasts for a fleeting moment before pooling around her feet. She stepped deftly out of it and stood in front of him in all her splendor. He was so surprised by her reaction it took him a second to register what was happening. He began by looking at her from the floor up, one detail at a time anything more would overwhelm him. Her feet were small but not too petit so that they fit her perfectly, her toes were cute and manicured, her ankles led to her strong and supple legs, toned from walking and riding horses. Her hips were wide but not overly so, and looked exquisitely feminine. Her womanhood was like a flower in bloom each fold delicately came together to make a work of art, the color was a dark pink that fixed the eye. Her stomach was flat, and her waist narrow, exaggerated by her wide hips. Her breasts were not large but enough for a handful each, her nipples were her small and dark but grew from standing in the cold room. Her shoulders were graceful, her neck begging to be kissed. Her ears were adorable and her mouth was not wide, but just the right size for her face with little rosebud lips, he could still remember tasting. Her eyes were like the ocean blue and inviting, her skin was an ivory shade that he knew was so soft it made him weak. Her face had to have been drawn by an artist, nothing was out of place. Her hair was the best aspect of her if Rand had to make a decision. Fluffy golden curls that casqued down her shoulders framing an already flawless face. Her arms were not overlong they had a certain elegance to them, and her hands looked soft and warm. All this he took in within the span of a few seconds, then she turned around under his gaze, and he was blown away a second time. Her back was magnificent every line-shaped expertly, her bottom was not big but it was curvaceous and looked very squeezable, and firm. As Rand finally registered all this she walked up to him and said "Why are you still dressed? I am not just here for you to gawk at" she said coyly. At her command, Rand began shedding his clothes. He removes his already unlaced shirt, and his boots and began pulling down his breeches. He could feel her watching his every move when he was just in his small clothes he stood up and took her in his arms. She looked up at him and he smiled down at her, everything he had ever wanted was in his arms no more running away. She rose on to her tiptoes and lightly brushed a kiss on his lips, as she placed her arms around his neck. He wanted to hold her like this forever, it just felt right she fit in his arms like a missing puzzle piece. "I know I have said it a lot but I just really like saying it, I love you, Elayne," said Rand with a slight blush. With that sentence he bends down and kissed her as softly as he could and caressed her hair, she must have liked it because she pressed herself against him with heartfelt intensity. Feeling her bosom against his chest was sensational, he desperately wanted to reach down a grab one but he restrained himself, "all in good time" he thought. The kiss became stronger and she took his hand and placed it on her backside, it felt exceedingly luscious, and as he gave it a squeeze a small moan escaped her mouth. She even moaned sexily, she was the perfect combination of cute and sultry. He ran his other hand down her spine, while she grasped his shoulder and even his backside. His small clothes began to feel even smaller, as she gyrated her hips against him. She broke the kiss and lightly pushed him toward the bed. She straddled his lap and nudged his head towards her breasts. He took the right nipple in his mouth and the other he grabbed with his left hand. She arched her back as he continued to suck and fondle her breasts. They felt like pillows but not too soft they molded to his hands. Her nipples were small but as he kept playing with them they grew dark and hard. Rand felt a strange sensation on his legs he looked down for a second and saw that she had began to drip on to him. He locked eyes with her and went in for another kiss, after he leaned back and she gave him to some space to remove his smallclothes. When his manhood was released from its confines, he saw a flash of approval and, a hint of worry in her eyes. She crawled over him and sat with her legs astride his hips, his obvious arousal between them. She placed her hands of his chest, and he came up, and kissed her while taking his right hand and just teased at her opening, only rubbing the outside. She was already very wet, and one of his finger slipped in, she gave a small start, and he could feel her tighten. He gave her a smile," It's ok we will go slow" he said but even as he did she placed her right hand of his manhood. He did not mean to give a start but her hands felt so outstanding he could not help himself. She smiled at him and said "don't worry ill go slow" Now it really was on, he took his left hand and began kneading her breast while working another finger inside her. She did not back down, she began stroking his member with a little twist, he had no idea where she learned that. After a short time she leaned forward and whispered in his ear "I am ready". No three words had ever sounded better to his ears. He make a motion to move but she remained sitting on his hips. Puzzled he was about to say something when she rose onto her knees, and aimed his manhood at her opening. How did I ever find her? he thought as she lowered herself very slowly down on to him. When his tip reached her opening, he came forward slightly and grabbed her hips to stabilize her. He entered her slowly one inch at a time, building up the pleasure and anticipation. When he was about halfway in he came to her maidenhead. "This might hurt" he said but she was unafraid, she made one last large push and he was all the way inside her. The feeling was indescribable, She was exceptionally tight, but also warm. She never cried out, only rose to slid him into her again. He almost finished immediately, but knew he had to please her first. She bounced on his manhood, he was easily reaching deep within her. He moved his hands to be cupping her backside, and she leaned forward to kiss him. This is it, I will never be happier than I am right now he thought. She began moaning his name, he moved his hips to help thrust into her more. They continued like that for awhile until Elyane's walls began to contract on him and he knew she was about to have an extremely powerful orgasm. When she came, she grabbed onto him as hard as she could, while her muscles spasmed with pleasure. She compressed on him so hard, he could not hold back and released inside the rope after rope of his seed, more than he thought was possible. He was spent, breathing hard she eased off him and manhood came out of her, coated in their juices. They moved to lay together on the bed her head resting on his chest his arm around her. Peaceful and content he kissed her forehead goodnight.
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