Cienna's Amulet, A Christmas Romance (Raymara Barwil Romance) Read Online Free Page B

strong, muscular body in its full glory, Cienna was overcome and knew she wanted to go all the way tonight... It would be her first time. She had come close with men in the past, but had never been able to relax enough to take the final step.
     
    Tonight, this heat was compelling her towards Miguel; he was everything she wanted in this moment. She looked at him and nodded solemnly as he untied her bathrobe, slowly took it off her and gasped at the sight of Cienna’s nude body. Her femininity was amplified, her breasts high and firm with virginal pink nipples, her waist tiny, her hips gracefully curved and her skin a light olive colour. He took her right hand and kissed each finger, his lips lingering over the opal ring.
     
    “You’re beautiful,” he whispered in her ear.
    “Miguel, I’ll go with you...anywhere you want to take me...anywhere...” Cienna whispered back and they began to kiss again, slowly this time as they explored each other’s bodies in the soft light of the bedroom lamp.
     
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    “There’s no turning back now, is there?”
     
    Cienna looked over at Miguel as he drove along the main road, early Boxing Day morning.  They had each packed small bags and collected her car earlier that morning. They thought it safer to be driving on main roads where it was more likely that there would be other vehicles; they were less likely to be attacked by pestriors if there were other motorists about as witnesses.
     
    “Cienna, Caer Sen Senana is beautiful. You will love it there...the place I’m taking you to is in a remote area, by the sea. Our kind like to gather there in the winter...it’s not accessible to full humans...you’ll see. You’ll adore living in the Castylly Sprig-gan.”
     
    Miguel’s eyelids were feeling slightly heavy, so, even though they had only about half an hour’s journey left to do, he turned off the road onto the Loggans Moor services and rest area at Hayle. He needed to stretch his legs and get some air on his face, as well as find a snack or liquid refreshment. They both got out the car and Cienna took Miguel’s hand, not wanting to be the slightest distance away from him. Her head was still spinning with everything that had happened over the past twenty-four hours or so.
     
    The love her and Miguel had made was passionate beyond anything she had ever dared imagine. He made her whole body come alive and she felt like he had taken her to Heaven and back. He felt exactly the same, but also slightly guilty that he was indulging in physical acts with this woman whose father had entrusted him to protect her. They had stopped the car several times to make frantic, heated love to each other. They shared their life-stories with each other while they made their way to meet up with her long lost father.
     
    “I’m descended from air faeries. I can move through any substance if I need to, which is how I got into your house...I can manipulate the thoughts and feelings of other beings,” Miguel had said to her earlier in the day, as they had lain in each other’s arms in the grass of a knoll off a motorway after another passionate interlude. Although the December weather was bitterly cold, they had stripped naked every time; Cienna realised she could generate heat at will by focusing on her ring, or just touching Miguel. “So, being a fire faery definitely has its perks!” she had smiled to herself.
     
    “So have you been manipulating me?” Cienna had felt anger rising up within her, “Are you using your powers to take advantage of me?”
    “Cienna, whenever I’m with you it doesn’t work. Believe me, I tried when I first knocked at your door and when you found me in your house...you do something to me…” He had been unable to finish as Cienna leaned forward and began kissing him, reaching her warm hands to his manhood again...
     
    A flash of light had interrupted their lovemaking and looking up they had seen three cloaked figures in the trees who had jumped down,