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Date Posted: 08:41:24 05/04/12 Fri
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-58-161-104-186.kybq1.win.bigpond.net.au / 58.161.104.186
Subject: Chapter 239 (NC-17)
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "Next chapters of The Rising Dragons" on 18:36:25 04/26/12 Thu

Chapter 239 (NC-17)

Michael could wait no longer. His resolve had been totally depleted and he surrendered unconditionally. His unmerciful teasing had finally come to an end. Moving over Nikita’s body, he settled himself between her thighs and cradled his throbbing erection at the entrance to her ultimate femininity. Drawing a low cry of torment from her lips, Nikita whimpered, groaning in fierce need. She reached down. Impatiently, her wayward fingers entwined in the crisp curls of hair then closing her hand over him, she ran her fingers up and down the silky skin of Michael’s shaft and could feel that the tip was already lubricated with her welcoming juices.

The feel of her fingers so intimately connected to him, only increased the pulsating sensation in his shaft and it seemed to become more engorged. Nikita’s touch was the final catalyst that caused his unravelling and a harsh raw groan shuddered through Michael’s body. He buried his face into her neck, her name an inaudible litany on his lips. Breathing erratically, his breath caressed her senses and rocked her to the very core. His eyes closed in the wonder of the hold this woman had on him and in anticipation of what would inexorably come. He groaned giving in to the inevitable for he could no longer hold back his feelings of want. His need for this woman caused a primitive urging to soar through his body, and he could deny their pleasure no more. Spreading Nikita’s thighs apart, he pushed them back onto the cotton sheets on the bed. Her hands frantically guided him inside her and Michael felt Nikita’s tight hot body closing around him. He buried himself completely inside her and remained still for a moment, taking delight in the feel of their joined bodies.

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The feel of Nikita sheathing him so comprehensively was sheer bliss. It seemed like an eternity since he had felt these feelings and Michael knew how close he was to totally losing his self control. Being connected to his woman so intimately was utterly testing his resilience. Pressing himself into her trembling body, Michael’s mouth covered Nikita’s as his hands captured hers in a steely grip to the covers. Unable to hold on one second longer, his body shivered as he began to move in the aged old rhythm of time. Michael buried his face in Nikita’s neck as he plunged inside of her with long, measured strokes. Lifting himself up on his arms and knees, he angled his hips as he increased the intensity of his thrusts. He felt a quick jab of pain in his shoulder but he ignored the throbbing as the pain of not reconnecting with Nikita would be unbearable.

A series of fast, short strokes alternated with slow long ones bombarded her senses.

With eyes closed in ecstasy, Nikita revelled in the feel of Michael’s weight covering her body. She held him tightly to her flesh as she began rotating her hips in a circular motion in answer to his thrusts. Moans of helpless pleasure escaped from her throat as his silken flesh slid against her with increased momentum. Michael’s eyes were flaring with passion for his woman and when Nikita eventually opened her glazed orbs she was hypnotized by the look in his eyes. What she saw made her gasp. The look in his eyes was so profound it was breathtaking.

She moaned.

Nikita drowned in the built up passion she saw registered there for her. He watched the look of sensuality and awe on her face and was mesmerised by her next actions. Nikita bit her bottom lip already swollen from their kisses and ran the tip of her tongue over the sensitive tip. Michael released his hold on her hands and as soon as he did so, Nikita’s arms immediately snaked up and latched onto his shoulders. Subconsciously mindful of his injury her grip still managed to avoid direct contact with his wound. Then without breaking his gaze she rose up to meet him wrapping her legs around him. Her thighs pressed inward to squeeze him tighter and Nikita dug her heels into his buttocks trying to get Michael to push deeper into her body. He answered her plea and began to move inside her again by thrusting powerfully into the trembling eagerness of her depths.

A shaky groan shuddered throughout his body in the knowledge that finally after all they had endured on the Rising Dragons’ mission as well as in Section, he had arrived home … to where he belong … to where they both belonged … in each other’s arms.

It felt right.

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Michael felt the sweet tightness of Nikita’s inner muscles stretch and open around him as she moved urgently and rhythmically against him. The pleasure of their coupling increased and as their breaths grew more laboured, halted puffs and moans were uttered by them both. The union of their bodies became slicker. Michael could not stop the energy of his thrusts even if he wanted to. He was possessed; possessed with a need so profound his heartbeats were pounding.

Tears of ecstasy were running from Nikita’s closed eyes and as they streamed down her cheeks her head was thrown back thrashing against the pillow. She felt the familiar intense throbbing in her loins that Michael’s lovemaking always induced. It felt wonderful. His erection was huge and she could feel every glorious centimetre as it penetrated her moist depths. Oh how she had missed him … missed this. He felt so good. Tumultuous waves of pleasure vibrated throughout each pore of her being as every one of Michael’s piercing thrusts quivered inside her again and again. Completely lost in her aching pleasure, Nikita arched her body and thrashed against Michael wantonly matching his movements perfectly in syncopation. Writhing unconsciously her guttural cries echoed in the room as she began to spin into orbit.

Michael’s hands snaked towards her bottom as he pressed Nikita’s buttocks closer to him in delirious abandonment. This was a coupling they had waited so long for and with every fibre in his body Michael wanted to pay homage to his love. Nikita needed this reconfirmation that what they had endured at the monastery could not take away their feelings for one another. They both needed this coupling to heal the emotional scars of their incarceration and to put the atrocities behind them. Michael knew his movements were frantic but he couldn’t stop but neither too could Nikita. Their intimate connectedness was wonderful, and he knew that they were both on the brink of capitulation. He could barely hold on one second longer. Nikita thrashed on their bed vanquished by Michael’s actions. Passionate kisses continued … lengthened … deepened. Her inner walls captured his throbbing shaft never wanting him to leave her depths. Whimpers left her lips as she marked Michael’s neck and shoulder. Nikita’s hands ran down to his back and her nails dug into his skin as he thrust forward swivelling his lean hips to penetrate her deeply.

She too felt the euphoria of their imminent release.

Groaning involuntarily it seemed that they had ascended to a higher level of sublime consciousness where every nerve was culminating in their total pleasure. Nikita’s body was feverish, her breasts ached and her skin was taut with anticipation. Lifting her arms to cup Michael’s head, she urged him to continue what he was doing. She never wanted this moment to end for she was as desperate for him as he was for her. With a guttural breath he whispered her name as he felt his love tighten around him and begin to unravel. Her movements ricocheted along his nerve endings and Michael was at pains to hold back his own release. He too was on the brink of no return but he did, so that Nikita could have her moment of pleasure. However, when she fell apart in his arms he could hold on no longer. Groaning raggedly, his body surged into hers a final time. Sweat beaded his forehead as his shaft shuddered and jerked within her in a powerful climax of satisfaction.

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Michael sagged against Nikita and lay spent, but totally sated on her body as he strained to comprehend the mammoth significance of what they had just shared. Each time they made love always amazed him. It was so natural to join with his Nikita as they fit together so perfectly but it was much more than just that. The beautiful woman lying in his arms possessed his body, heart and soul. Whatever had transpired between them on the Rising Dragons’ mission, Michael knew one thing ... he was completely in love with her. Nikita held his life in her hands. Exhausted, he rolled from her body and rested his head on the pillow next to hers, their faces mere inches apart.

“So beautiful …” Michael sighed as he pulled the bedcovers up over their exhausted bodies providing a warm cocoon in which the lovers nestled.

Turning his head he captured her passion laced eyes in his gaze. Nikita felt cherished and rested her head on Michael’s chest, her breathing in synch with his. This intimate time spent cuddling was so precious, for it was in the afterglow of their lovemaking that they felt so connected. This is what Nikita needed to get better. She needed to know that together they would conquer her demons and put them to rest once and for all. Being together like this was just the start of her healing process. There would be many, many more occasions during their time here when he would be able to erase the memories of her torture from her mind. At the same time he would expunge her feelings of guilt because he had also suffered at the hands of the triad when rescuing her. What Nikita needed to understand was that he would have given his life for her in a heartbeat. Every day in Section and on missions they risked their lives. This mission was no different and despite what had happened to them, they had gained so much more. He’d made no sacrifice. On the contrary … he had put it all on the line to rescue his Nikita and he would do it many times over again to keep her safe for a love that risked nothing was worth nothing. His actions were the confirmation of his feelings.

Michael’s hand ran leisurely down Nikita’s soft skin caressing her body almost absentmindedly over and over while his next words anointed her heart. “Je’taime.”

His declaration of love whispered so tenderly caused her eyes to glaze over with unshed tears as Nikita held Michael’s gaze. “I love you too,” was her equally fervent reply.

He had no further reply other than to pull his love closer into the safe haven of his arms and tenderly kiss her. Wrapped in Michael’s warmth Nikita nestled closer to his body and sighed dreamily. He kissed her tenderly once again and in no time they had both succumbed to an exhaustive but satisfied slumber with all thoughts of Andy Koo and the monastery at the further recesses of Nikita’s mind.

Or so he thought.


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