Hunted Part: 6 2/2006

As she crawled up his body, pressing hers close to his, her mouth left soft kisses from point to point. Parts of him twitched at each touch of her lips despite his attempts to control himself.
"Why did you leave me here when you left?" Her voice sounded light and carefree as if she were asking for something to be passed across a dinner table but at its core was the cold hard edge that only a woman's voice can hold. Like a razor hidden amongst rose petals...
Almost his entire body remained in complete control as he felt himself tighten around her words. As he focused on what she said parts of him began to lose interest in the conversation.
She moved her hands to his groin and began softly kneading him while she brushed her cheek against him moving her mouth just beyond reach.
"I can't explain. I doubt you would understand or even believe me anyways." his voice was soft but carried a hard smooth coldness that only a man's voice can hold. Like words carved in marble...
"You can't explain?" Devlin's voice rose slightly, "You left me hear with him...alone...no rhyme or reason and you can't explain?!" Her hand squeezed tighter around him and he grunted.
"It was for your own good. I did it for you." he said knowing full well where the conversation was heading but unable...or unwilling to turn it aside. Despite his attempts at silence a part of him that had been aching to explain was freed somehow and it would not be denied.
"For me?!" again her voice rose in both pitch and volume. "You left me here and without you he focused on me. On ME!" her nails dug slightly into the soft flesh of him but he made no sound. "You were free to run around the world while I spent day after day and night after night under him. And yes I mean "under him". Without you his anger and pleasure became the same and they all fell on me. But what did you care? You were free. It's always been about you hasn't it?"
His eyes grey distant and cold as if he were thinking to times gone by. And while it was soft his voice clearly cut through the room. "If I had stayed here...if I had not left when I did...he would have used you against me. Used you to get to me. Used you as a way to break me. And whatever you went through while I was gone...it would have been worse had I stayed. And at the very least you are still alive." his eyes focused on hers sharply, "But like I said...you wouldn't understand or even believe me. So what do you want from me Devlin? Huh? What do you want?"
Her grip relaxed on his groin and tears threatened her eyes like dark clouds with rain. "What do I want? What I've always wanted. I want you to call out my name with feeling...with passion. I want to know that you feel for me...care for me...like I've cared for you."
Somehow something large had become stuck in his throat but painfully he spoke around this...
"I can't. I can't let him use that...use you against me. I'm...I'm sorry Dev."
"I'm sorry too." her voice almost a whisper. She stood her fingers the last thing to leave off from his skin as she stood by the bed. She turned away from him and wrapped a large piece of silk cloth about her body. That done she looked over at him and for a moment...her eyes looked as if the storm might break. But she turned and pulled a large knotted cord that hung from the ceiling.
A moment later her door opened and two large armored brutes stepped inside. Each grabbed an arm and a leg and he easily came away from the bed. They held him like a trussed up deer and waited for a moment.
"I'm sorry this had to go this way Lucian." she said not turning around, "I guess getting what we want isn't in our cards."
"I've learned something Dev. No one ever gives you what you want...you always have to take it." with that the guards dragged him from the room the heavy door closing loudly behind them.
"You always did say the dumbest cliches." with a sniff she lit a candle and began to dress for what was to come.