Free Heart Song by Samantha LaFantasie Page B

found mine as the weight of his body forced me on my back.
    As he removed the rest of our clothing, his words rang in my head with a meaning I didn’t yet comprehend. You’re my heart song, Relena…I could never turn you away.
    When he entered me, it hurt and yet was the best feeling in the world. I clawed him as a small moan escaped me, making him push harder into me. Everything within me pooled at my center. I craved release. Needed it.   He brought me to a heightened level of pleasure I never knew was possible.  The way we moved was like a dance. A constant rhythm and movement with our hands everywhere. Then he pulled me into his lap.  I wrapped my legs and arms around him. He lifted my hair from my neck and shoulders and kissed the skin there.
    “Forever,” he breathed into my neck. The warmth forced me to fight a shiver.
    “Forever,” I promised. 
    He kissed my neck a few more times and inhaled deeply before biting into my skin. The pain was so intense I scratched him, causing him to bite harder and the pain to increase. I cried out and gripped his shoulders from under his arms and waited for the pain to subside.
    “Are you okay?” he asked in a shaky whisper.
    “I'm perfect,” I said.
    He chuckled, then resumed kissing me and making love once more.
    ***
    The sun started to lighten the sky outside my room, the light filtered in lazily as a breeze caused the curtains to dance along the floor.  I studied the contrast in skin tones between our arms. His pinned me against his torso and refused to let me budge at all since falling asleep. I had different emotions ranging from pure elation, contentment, and apprehensiveness swirling within me. The elation was due to finally feeling like I was where I belonged. Content, because I wouldn't mind if I never left this bed for the next hundred years. And apprehension because I was scared about the changes that were taking place in my body and worried about the company that had Marren on edge.
    I started tracing the length of his arm with my finger, moving along the creases of his hands and over the bumps of his knuckles. He squeezed me tighter, pulling his other arm around me from under my neck and then kissing my shoulder. I felt my body's excitement grow with his touch. So easily he had me willing to give myself to him again. All with just a tiny touch.
    I rolled over to face him, draping my arm over his side and satisfying my craving for his kiss. He chuckled again and it forced me to pause and feel the way that my heart danced. “I don't know if I will ever get used to that.”
    “I hope not,” he said.
    “You know what I’m feeling?”
    He smiled.  “Yes. It's what happens when my kind finds the person they were meant to be with. Their heart dances when they hear their love’s laughter.”
    “Does yours do it too?” I asked anxiously.
    “Yes. But it also cries when you're in great emotional pain.” His eyes darkened and I realized then that his thumb was grazing the top of a scar.
    “How long have you felt this?”
    “ Since the day you breathed your first breath.”
    “That must have been miserable for you.”
    “Only because I couldn't comfort you. It's all I wanted to do, but you had it in your mind that I was nothing but a dissident seducer —I believe that was the term you used.” He squeezed me, holding me close to him while he rolled onto his back. “How did you sleep?”
    “I slept like last night had to have been, by far, the best night of my existence.”
    “It was for me too. I've been waiting for this for a while. How badly did I hurt you?”
    “You didn't...not really. How badly did I scratch you?”
    “You didn't. They're already healed.” He smiled at me.
    “Well, at least I know I will always have your smile if the sun dies. And if we’re keeping track, you did seduce me.”
    “Gvgeyu, waya uwoduhi.” The words flowed effortlessly off his tongue as he moved my hair to my back.
    I smiled, enchanted by his words. “What