Midnight’s Forest *Closed, for Leetah and I*

[Leetah]

Idris/Rawnie/Ceridwen

Rawnie began to waken, feeling first a pounding in her head, and then the sharpness of a blade at her throat. Eyes wide, she found herself looking up into Cael's azure gaze, but with Idris peering at her through his eyes. "M....m...my love?" she quavered and he immediately slapped her across the face, letting the edge of the blade sink just slightly into her tender throat. "You failed me, bitch. You let the whore get away by talking too much." He slapped her again, and then finding pleasure in it, again. She cowered beneath him, unable to get away from the knife. He smiled at her unpleasantly. "And where do you think my little Ceridwen has gone, slut? How am I to find her without getting caught again before I have done what I must?"

Without giving her a chance to answer, Idris moved his face closer to her own, breathing heavily. "I will drink from you now, my little slave. Your soul is not nearly as bright, but it will do, and your body will feed me as well." His eyes seemed to glow with an eerie light, and he pressed the knife deeper into her flesh, causing a slight flow of blood. Leaning in, he licked at it and then moved to her lips. Rawnie was terrified and yet she wanted him to do whatever he wished. Cael's mouth covered her own in what seemed to be a deep kiss, but then he began sucking against her mouth, as he dug the knife in deeper. She felt her breath and her life being sucked from her body, and weakly put her hands up to his shoulders trying to push him back.

Instead, a slippery tongue suddenly shot down her throat, gagging her, as Idris continued to drain her life force. The tongue burned as it slid deep inside her, searching for her heart. This was more pain than she had ever felt in her life, and she screamed, but with no sound. As he drained her body and his demon's tongue found her heart and wrapped around it, squeezing it, Rawnie was on fire from the inside out. She felt herself dying, and she could see the dark figure waiting for her, holding out his arms again, to give her her final embrace, before he took her into himself for all time. "Oh, Ceridwen...." her mind whispered, sane once more in its final moments "I'm so sorry. Forgive me." The last of her breath left her body and her heart exploded, as her soul was pulled inside the demon Idris, to mesh with his eternally.

Cael's body rose from the pale, still form on the floor, wiping his mouth with a distracted air. Wiping the knife on Rawnie's clothing, Idris made Cael's body move away from the desolate and bloody scene, determined to find his Ceridwen and make her pay dearly. If all else failed, he would hide near where the ceremony would take place and pounce at the right moment.

Meanwhile, Ceridwen had rested and caught her breath. She knew she was perfectly safe where she was now, for no one knew of the clearing, except the chosen ones. By the time Glnys returned, she was composed and calm once more. Glnys had informed Andras of what was happening and now all the men in the encampment were searching for Cael. Once he was found, he would be imprisoned again, until after the night passed, then if Idris was defeated, they would free him. If not, then he would be killed. Ceridwen nodded and sighed. She had a feeling it was going to be easier said than done to capture Idris again.

Shaking off the thoughts and worries, Ceridwen centered herself, burning the incense again as she bathed in the river, as Glnys sang chants and songs around her. The rituals continued throughout the day, until the gloaming was upon them. Ceridwen was as purely clean as she had ever been in her life. She donned the thin garment of white, which clung to her damp body, showing every curve, her hair loose and curling about her shoulders. Her feet were bare, and a crown of herbs encircled her head. She sipped the potion that had been prepared for her, just for this purpose and followed Glnys along toward the Circle, where she knew the people were already gathered, waiting.

 

[Ravenloft]

Weaving between vardos, Idris evaded the fools who were already hunting for him. Someone called out and began wretching far behind him. "Oh good, sounds like someone found the gift I left behind!" Idris hissed with wicked delight. "The next will be Ceridwen..." He growled as he knifed the air, slinking on, out of the gypsy homestead, and into the surrounding woods. He would have wandered through the night but caught sight of a faun.

The young dear locked eyes with the man, its large pupils seeming to glow in the meager light from the camp behind them. "Innocent creature..." Idris stated, as though naming it. He sniffed, and recognized the smell that filled him. It smelled of Ceridwen, somehow... The faun started off loping and hopping away. "Oh no you don't..." Idris growled and followed the dear, where ever it might lead.

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen

The firelight flickered over the faces of the people waiting around the circle. Ceridwen felt her heart begin to pound in anticipation, and she could feel the Mother Goddess very near. She watched from the shadows as Glyns stepped forward and spoke to Andras quietly. The big man held up his hands for quiet, even though the crowd was very hushed. He began to speak, when suddenly a young man ran up to him, and spoke rapidly to him. Ceridwen recognized him. It was Bane, the young man who had been guarding Rawnie. He looked pale and shaken. She could not hear what was said, but she saw the expression on Andras' face, and knew the news was not good. Andras nodded and motioned the young man to go and sit. He spoke to the crowd. "I have news of murder most foul. It seems Rawnie lies in a pool of her own blood in Ceridwen's wagon. This evil must be stopped, before any more die. We must continue and mourn our dead later."

Ceridwen felt tears in her throat, but she could not weep. Something would not allow it. She felt a whisper in her mind. "Do not fret, My Child. As soon as you free her soul, she will be with Me. Have no fear or grief for now." She felt the grief drain away until she could feel only the slightest quiver of it in her soul. She watched the proceedings instead. Andras had called Glyns forward to speak her part of the Seremonii. The older woman raised her arms and called out, "Hear, oh Mother Goddess, we beseech thee for thy protection and blessing upon this, our most holy of ceremonies. One comes to be accepted into thy service, to heal and aid those in need. She is pure of body, heart and soul, and kept herself so for thee. Hear our prayer, dear Mother, and guide her steps as she comes to thee." Now, two of the men brought a long table forth and set in near the fire. There were fastenings at the top and bottom of the table, and it was obviously very old.

Glyns turned to the shadows and beckoned, and Ceridwen moved forward silently toward the table. She felt the potion she had drunk singing in her blood and a pleasant haze came over her. She moved gracefully toward the table, the firelight revealing her body completely through the thin garment. When she got to the table, she raised her arms, and sang out, "Hear me, oh Mother. I come to be inspected by thy people to see if I am worthy of thy service. I open myself to them now, and give myself to the test. May I be found worthy of thee." She waited and Andras lifted her onto the table so she could lie back. Her wrists were fastened above her head and her legs were spread apart and her ankles fastened down below. The fastenings were merely a sign of respect to the Mother, and not in the least way uncomfortable. They simply proved the Healer's willingness to be open to the Mother's wishes.

Now the Elders came forward and touched her face and body with tender fingers. Her breasts were caressed softly and fingers dipped between her thighs, as each proved to themselves she was indeed a virgin. The touches were highly erotic and very sensual, and moisture pooled between her thighs. Once the Elders were done two young men and two young women that had been carefully selected to inspect her as well came forward. Ceridwen was in a fever of desire by now, barely aware of her surroundings, but still aware of each touch and what was next expected of her. All four young people kissed her, the last lingering a moment when her tongue slipped into his mouth. It was expected, and no one had a problem with it. Their hands touched her body more firmly than the Elders, and her nipples became harder and her cleft wetter at their attentions. As soon as the last young man had slid his fingers into her, testing her virginity, and slid them out over her clit, she was then released.

Now music began playing, from several instruments, soft and low, a very sensual tone. Ceridwen felt the Mother embrace her fully as she rose from the table and began to move. The dance was completely her own. She moved as the Mother compelled, completely unaware of anyone else, feeling nothing but the Goddess and the earth and the wind and the night. It was in her blood and her soul, and she danced it. The crowd was mesmerized by the erotic sight of the young woman dancing about. She moved to men and kissed them deeply, moving her body against theirs, letting their hands move over her. She moved to women and pulled them to dance with her, their hands entwining and caressing each other's bodies. She moved couples together and then moved on. She danced over to Andras, his dark eyes fastened on her, and pulled him to his feet. She pressed close to him, and felt the erection he was sporting, and even though they had never had sexual feelings for one another, she desired him badly. She pulled his mouth to her own and kissed him deeply, feeling his large hands on her ass, cupping her to him. She literally writhed against him, wanting to wrap her legs around him and feel him inside her.

Andras allowed her to move against him for several moments, filled with desire for her sweet body, and then gently released her. Immediately she was gone to the next person. Ceridwen felt wild, free and so full of desire, she needed relief. When she saw Cael standing at the outer edge of the circle, a wild smile spread over her face and she danced toward him. The cold azure eyes were locked on her, and he licked his lips hungrily. Stopping just short of him, she beckoned him to her, and he came, his erection plainly showing. He stopped in front of her, and Ceridwen's eyes flashed, as she reached out to him, pulling him to her. Her pelvis ground against his cock, and the dampness soaked into his pants. He pulled her hard against him, and took her mouth, their tongues dancing together. He moved a hand between them, plunging it into the neck of her thin garment, caressing her breasts, playing with her nipples, and making her moan. At the sound, Cael's body bent her back and his hand ripped the front of her bodice away, revealing the perfect breasts.

With a growl, Cael's mouth encircled her right nipple, suckling it and lapping at it hungrily. Then he moved to the other one, feeling her wetness growing as she humped against him. With a grin, he supported her with one hand, while unfastening his breeches and releasing his cock with the other. Smiling wickedly, he slid the hard shaft against her soaked pussy, and slid between the lips. The head of his cock tapped at her opening, and then he thrust hard into her, taking her virginity in one swift move. Without a pause, he began fucking her as hard as he could, feeling her fingers digging into his shoulders as he took her. Cael's voice came now, but it was Idris' words that left his lips. "So, my little whore, you're mine at last. I have what I've always wanted....almost...." As he continued to slam into Ceridwen, he reached behind him and pulled the knife from the waistband of his breeches. With a cackling laugh, he plunged the knife into Ceridwen's chest, his cock still buried deep within her pussy.

 

[Ravenloft]

The sexually charged revelry changed in and instant as Idris plunged the knife home in Ceridwen's chest, just as he plunged Caels cock deep into her sex. Andras cried out in anger, as glyns gasped in dismay, and others simply screamed, or were stunned silent. All focus was on the murderer who wore Caels skin though, and it was Andras who acted first, launching at Idris, violently knocking him away from Ceridwen, and rolling with him, grunting and growling as he locked an arm about Caels throat.

Idris struggled, slashing his knife across Andras's arms and along one side of his cheek, but quickly grew fatigued from lack of breath. Glyns rushed to Ceridwen, and cast herself over the poor girl. She saw that the knife had not struck Ceridwen's heart and thanked the mother goddess for it. She set about to save the girls life as poor ceridwen slipped into unconciousness.

In her unconcious state, she found that she had pulled free of her body, and so had Idris from Caels. They stood in the spirit realm, Ceridwen emiting a soft white glow, and Idris blotting out light with his ink black soul. "Welcome to my world, whore." Idris greeted her with a cold laugh. "I've fucked you, stabbed you, taken away everything, and now you belong to me. Come, come and take your place with Midnight, can you hear her cries? Soon your voice will join her!"

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen

The pain as her virginity was violently taken and then as the knife entered her body was excrutiating for Ceridwen, but she was still deep in the grip of the potion and the Mother, so she made no sound. She was vaguely aware of the sensation of Cael's cock leaving her body, and then she was on the ground, hearing the sounds of battle nearby and Glyns' voice speaking, then the last thing she knew was the soft touch of her mentor's hands. Then she was in darkness, but lit by a pure light.

Ceridwen faced the black form that was Idris. His eyes blazed with a glow of hellfire and hatred as he spoke to her, opening his arms to draw her to him. When she did not move, he stared at her. "Accept your fate. You are damned bitch, and you will feel the pain of belonging to me for all time now. Your soul is sweet and shall feed me well for a very long time." There was no reaction at all from the young woman. Calm seemed to radiate from her figure instead. He took a step toward her, beckoning. "Your flesh and mine were one, my pretty whore. I took the prize that was always mine. You felt so wonderfully tight and hot and wet for me, my girl. The best part of owning you now is that I can release your soul into another body anytime I choose and have you in the flesh again. Each time you take possession of someone, your life force will increase again...for me." Idris began to laugh, a bizarre maddened sound in the darkness.

Ceridwen listened calmly to his ramblings, feeling nothing other than pity for him. He was so lost She knew from the wisdom the Mother imparted to her that he had had the potential to be a fine man and he had thrown it away for a love of power. The Mother's strength flowed through her and she took a step towards the ebon figure. She could hear the music in her head again and the psalms of the souls surrounding the Goddess. She could hear the prayers of her people in the world outside this realm, for her life and her safety. Their love strengthened her even more, and she took another step forward.

Idris grinned, excited beyond belief at his power over this female. "Yessssss, give in to it, slut. Let the darkness embrace you and take you." Ceridwen moved forward, seemingly in a daze. The light was moving with her and becoming brighter, which was disturbing to the foul creature. The edges of light were coming closer to him than he wished, but he would not back away either, as that would be a sign of weakness. He could endure a little discomfort to possess her fully. She continued to move toward him, until she was a handsbreadth away from him and she stopped. "Idris, child, why did you forsake what She had in store for you?" The voice that came from Ceridwen's lips was her own and yet not. It startled him into stillness.

"She wanted so much for you, Idris. She wanted and planned for you to be my mate, but then you chose the wrong path. This is why I always reacted to you with such desire. My soul knew you were to be my love, so it responded in kind. When you took the evil way, She changed my path to go away from yours, and to cross with Cael's. Now, he is my true soulmate. You are nothing to me. You are nothing to Her. It is time for you to leave the mortal plane completely and go to the Hell that awaits you."

Idris was speechless the entire time the the soft musical voice surrounded him. Suddenly the pain seared through him. He had never felt pain such as this before. Ceridwen moved forward toward the howling darkness that was Idris and she embraced him, pulling him to her, letting the light engulf him. He felt as if he was being ripped apart as the light took him over, and he felt the moment Midnight was freed from the tentacles and slipped back into her body, and the moment that Rawnie was wrenched free of him, joyfully singing as she joined the Mother. He screamed in agony as the light began ripping through him, and he was burned by the pure love within it. His control over Cael was gone, and now as every pain he had forced on others was forced on him, he burst apart, soaring in all directions, only to reform in a deep pit. He heard a hissing sound and then the tentacles were upon him, sliding up his legs to invade him as he was forced to watch scenes from his life over and over again, to keep him aroused for eternity, so that the tentacles might enjoy his flesh.

Ceridwen felt a huge rush and she was pushed upward, further and further into the light. It embraced her and made her whole in her spirit, and then she began to be aware of pain in her chest and her eyelids fluttered open.

 

[Ravenloft]

"You've done it child, you've endured, just as you were fated to. Welcome back, my daughter." Glyns said softly as Ceridwen came to. "I felt the monster's passing, the light of your love was magnified by the mother goddess, and he, so black, could not stand against it..." Glyns kept Ceridwen still, as the girl made to sit up. "Easy now, dear one, your wound is deep, stay still."

"Yes my love, you have weathered such hell, rest now." Cael breathed in Ceridwen's ear as he came to lay next to her. "You have freed me of my curse, I owe you my life." A gentle hand caressed her cheek, and even softer lips fell upon her own. "I love you, Ceridwen, my Iachwar."

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen

Ceridwen awoke a few weeks later, surrounded by Cael's arms. She smiled softly, listening to his even breathing beside her. Never had any convalescent had more tender care than she had received while she was healing. The night of the Seremonii, when she had come to life again, Cael had lain beside her on the ground until Midnight was brought to her, smiling though she looked pale and wan. The woman had laid her hands over Ceridwen's and thanked her for her effort and praised her for her success. Soon after, Cael had gently carried her to an empty vardo, as hers would need to be cleaned, not only from the physical mess left behind, but also from the evil that had taken place within. Fires with healing herbs were lit around the entire wagon, and the doors and windows were opened wide, to chase out the horrors.

Ceridwen had been put to bed, and Glyns had dressed the wound in her chest, then Cael had become her constant companion and guard. Throughout the time of her healing, no romance other than some kissing and holding one another had taken place, and Cael held her every night while they slept, but when Ceridwen awoke this morning, she knew without a doubt she was healed. The pain was gone and she felt whole again. With an impish grin, she gave a slight wiggle of her bottom against Cael's groin, brushing against his cock with the soft fabric of her nightdress. Receiving no response, she kept it up, increasing her movements until she felt a stirring beneath her and turned her head to see Cael's blue eyes staring at her.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Feeling better, my love?" Cael asked, a grin filling his lips as well. His arm was draped over her her waist, and his hand rested lightly upon her stomach as he leaned in closer to kiss her shoulder. Her teasing wriggles had brought his loins to hot life. He drifted his hand slowly up to her breast, tenderly caressing it in his palm as he kissed his way up along the side of her neck, to nibble on her ear lobe. He strummed his fingers over her nipple as he drew his other arm out from under her, so that he could draw her hair up, away from her face, and stroked the fingers of his other hand through it.

She wriggled again, and he pushed his hips against her behind when she did, feeling his length slide lusciously along her soft, warm inner thigh. He took a quavering breath of passionate need upon her ear.

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen

The smile on his lips touched her both inside and out, and Ceridwen felt her love swell along with his rapidly hardening cock. Cael's tender caress through her nightdress made her gasp with pleasure and move against him more fervently. Her nightdress had ridden up to her hips from her movement, and she felt his hardness against the soft skin of her bottom and inner thigh. His length seemed to be seeking her wetness on its own. His lips on her neck and ear and his warm breath made her tremble with desire.

"Yes, Beloved, I feel much better now," she murmured softly, "Especially with you doing that..."

Ceridwen wriggled her bottom against him again and then surprised him, by turning over to face him, sliding her leg over his rump and pulling him against her body tightly. Catching his face in her hands, she pulled his lips to her own, and softly brushed his lips with hers.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cael

"My sweet doe, I feel such heat from you..." Cael murmered as he pressed the firmness of his erection against the dewy nest between her legs. His lips lingered upon hers before he went once more to her slender neck and nibbled as he groaned. He slid his length along her damp nether lips, feeling the teasing pleasure of it ripple through him. He traced the pad of his thumb down her chin and neck, to brush across her tender breast, then her erect nipple, admiring her luciously curved body.

The burning passion in his eyes softened for a moment as he lifted them to gaze into her eyes. "Ceridwen, sweet Ceridwen, though I have made my life upon finding the words to woo women's hearts, I cannot find ones now that can encompass my love for you..." Cael whispered, his face expressing what he could not say.

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen

Ceridwen shivered with pleasure at the feel of Cael's mouth on hers, and the feel of his cock sliding along the cleft between her legs. She ached for him, to feel him inside her and to give herself fully to him. She spread her legs a bit more, opening herself slightly so she might feel him more strongly pressing into her. She ran her fingers over his back and up his shoulders to his hair, twining her fingers in his thick mane.

The love in Cael's eyes took Ceridwen's breath away even more than his tender ministrations were doing, and she felt tears of happiness flooding her eyes. She stared deeply into those beautiful azure orbs, letting him feel her gaze fully, their souls touching. Keeping her eyes on his, she cupped his face in her hands, and said, "I know your feelings my Beloved. My soul touches yours and my heart beats with yours. Once we have physically joined, my body will be yours and yours alone, and all these things for all time." She pulled his lips to hers again, and kissed him deeply, taking his breath into her body and giving him her own.

 

[Ravenloft]

With another shuddering breath of passionate love, Cael fell fully into the carnal bliss of Ceridwen's embrace. The warmth of her slick flesh surrounding him as he finally entered her with one slow push of his hips was intoxicating. He moaned her name as he lavished her cheeks and neck with expertly placed kisses. "Ceridwen..."

He sat up and brought her up, astride his lap and looked into her eyes as he began a slow rhythem, matching the speed of his gentle thrusts to the easy draw of breath he mantained. "Something I learned long ago, and far away..." He commented with a sly smile, and a quirk of his eyebrow. And it felt as though he surged into her deeply, so deeply, with each steady breath.

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen

Feeling Cael slide into her at last was heaven for Ceridwen. She felt her muscles contract around his hard shaft, allowing him entrance with ease, and it also felt as if no one had ever taken her before. She found she could remember nothing of Idris violent rape of her body, even though he had used this one to do so. She had been given the gift of a real first time back by the Mother apparently, and she silently thanked her with all her heart.

He surprised her with his movement, and she couldn't help but gasp with pleasure and surprise as she straddled him, lookiing deep into his intense gaze, seeing all the love he had for her shining forth. She had to grin at the sly smile he gave her as well as his words, and then he was filling her gently and fully. She could feel the throb of his pulse inside her as he moved, and then she was moving with him, her hands moving lightly over his back and shoulders, and pressing her lips to his own.

 

[Ravenloft]

The velvet caress of Ceridwen's sex warmed more than just Cael's throbbing cock. His soul could feel her heat, as though it were melting away all the pain of his past. He was vulnerable to her, in ways he had not allowed himself to be since long ago. Emotions stirred behind his glistening eyes as their bodys found a natural, easy rhythm.

"I can feel you healing me, my heart, my soul... You are a true Iachawr..." Cael in a strained voice, weather from the emotions running through him, or from the pleasure of their love making could not be known. His breathing was growing in rapidity though, as he continued to rock with her, the growing wetness of her wonderous sex drenched his penetrating flesh, so much so, that he could hear the subtle burbling sounds of their mingling.

With another sly grin, Cael drew his slender fingers along the lips of her sex, collecting some of her sweet necter as he teased her clit, for but a moment. He brought his hand up, his fingers coated in her wetness, and took a taste. She was indeed sweet. "Care for a taste?" He asked her, offering her his Finger, still glistening with her juices.

 

[Leetah]

Cael's teasing fingers touching her sensitive clit drew another gasp from Ceridwen. The fullness of his cock inside along with the soft touch were wonderful, and it was so erotic watching him sip her juice from his finger. When he offered her a taste, she smiled at him coquettishly and parted her lips, sliding them slowly over his finger and giving a very sexually charged "mmmmmmm" in response. She let her tongue lap against his finger, sliding it up and down as if she were sucking another part of his body, letting him dwell on that for a moment, then she tightened her muscles around him deliberately, making the tight fit even tighter, milking his thick shaft to give him as much pleasure as she possibly could. Of course, it felt impossibly wonderful to her as well, and she grabbed his ass with her hands and pulled him as tightly into her as she possible could, while capturing his lips again with her own, letting her tongue probe his mouth hungrily.

 

[Ravenloft]

As controled as Cael was, the way he was making love to his precious Iachawr, the sight of her cherry lips as they encircled his offered finger drew a spark of burning lust forth from him, and he felt himself twitching within the tight embrace of her sweet sex. Before he could act upon his sudden lust for her though, she took the initiative and grasped him passionately, somehow drawing him deeper and deeper into her, kissing him, letting her tongue mingle with his own.

It was his turn to gasp. He moaned against her lips as his fingers laced through her hair, and down her back. His thick cock swelling within her, twitching and thrumming to the rythem of his heart. His breath grew ragged, no longer holding the calm it had before. He was lost to the tumultuous current of passion that had so easily taken over their love making. With a lustful growl, he laid her down upon her back and hooked her legs upon his shoulders as he thrust deeply into her.

 

[Leetah]

The growl from Cael's throat and the feel of him pushing her back on the bed and thrusting deeply into her made Ceridwen's blood sing, as it throbbed through her veins. She was more alive than she had ever been. She welcomed his thrusts of love and passion, trying to open for him as much as physically possible. She could feel her muscles gripping him, pulling him in deeply, until she felt the head of his cock tap against her cervix. She gave a small growl of her own, grasping at his bare hips with her fingers, clinging to him.

Looking up at him with all the love and passion she had in her heart and soul, Ceridwen called out to him with her mind as her body hungrily accepted his mastery. "My Beloved....my Soul.....I am yours and no one else may ever claim me in this life or any other. My heart is yours. My body is yours and I will do my best to please you in all ways. You have but to ask of me and I shall give to you what is within my power to give." Aloud she moaned out "Beloved, I love you....yes....oh yes, please...."

 

[Ravenloft]

"I am at the edge, fly free with me, dear, fly..." Cael hastily whispered between gasps and moans, his eyes filled with the purest love and the hottest lust, all for Ceridwen, his Iachawr, the one woman, the only woman that could heal his soul.

As the first waves of his release washed through him, he drew the pad of his thumb back and forth across Ceridwen's pink clit, tossing his head back with a wild moan, only to draw his focus back upon Ceridwen as he rode the stream of his pleasure into the burgeoning signs of her orgasm. The walls of her velvet caress began to shudder as he twitched and convulsed within her, showering the slick wall of her cervix with hot, thick seed.

 

[Leetah]

Ceridwen's climax was near. She could her body beginning to flow with the wave, which grew with the touch of her lover's fingertips upon her tiny nub. He knew just how to touch her, and how to manipulate that sweet bud to push her toward the top of the heights. She seemed poised there for an eternity, and then with a thrust and a caress, she was falling from the heights and she felt her muscles sucking at Cael's cock, trembling against him, and then she heard herself crying out his name, as they fell together.

Cael's seed was hot inside her, and she felt herself completely healed by its touch. The exquisite feeling of her first orgasm from penetrative sex by the man she loved was so heavenly, she never wanted it to end. She clung to him with all her might, pulling him down to her, holding him and weeping with joy. Her love for him was larger than anything she had ever known, and she could scarcely believe he was hers and she was his. The climax seemed to last forever, but gradually it ebbed and they collapsed onto the bed, Cael still inside her, and Ceridwen locked in his arms. They lay panting, their hearts pounding wildly, his hand stroking her hair softly.

Gradually their breathing slowed and their heartbeats settled back into normal rhythm. Ceridwen found herself feeling drowsy as she lay there in Cael's arms. She snuggled closely to him, feeling complete and safe. They relaxed together, slowly drifting to sleep, not realizing that deep in Ceridwen's womb, a miracle was beginning.