A Forbidden Passion

<P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>Luc walked over to the lagoon and studied Makaria in the water. Her pale skin seemed to glow and shimmer under the dusky moonlight as if she was made up of tiny crystals.<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>Watching Makaria in the water almost stopped Luc’s heart. It was strange how quickly life could change. Luc should have turned around in that moment and walked back to the tent. But he didn’t. He was putting himself in temptation’s path too often around her. But the temptation felt so good, so right, and so necessary. <SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>Makaria’s back was to him in the lagoon and her long, wet hair brought his attention to her perfectly curved backside. Luc wanted to run his hands along that curvature. In fact, his body burned with a heat so intense that the animal in him overrode the man and he stripped his clothes hastily and dived into the water. </P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>Luc’s splash in the water created undulating waves all around Makaria. She cried out and swam to the eastern bank of the lagoon where a macaw was perched on a rock. So, she wanted him to chase her. Luc was game. In his experience, the cat always caught the mouse. Makaria didn’t even see him coming. He disappeared under the water and came up behind Makaria who was under the waterfall.</P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>Luc gripped her waist and lifted her up against him. Unless he was mistaken, Luc could swear Makaria giggled. It sounded like the tinkling of bells. He liked the sound. Makaria instinctively straddled her legs around Luc’s hips his erection teasing the slit between her legs. He brought them through the waterfall, low down into the water and he placed his mouth hotly against hers. Makaria had no time to think; she simply reacted and kissed him back with fervor. </P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>Luc wasn’t really sure what was driving him to act like this with Makaria, but in that moment he didn’t think he would have cared if Zeus himself came down from the skies and threatened Luc’s life and the life of his family. As if Zeus had heard his thoughts, a bolt of lightening flashed through the sky and thick, warm raindrops began to pour down into the lagoon. </P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>Makaria threw her head back and closed her eyes letting the heavy drops bathe her face. She looked so exotic in that moment. Luc was sure he would never be able to get the picture of Makaria in the rain out of his memory. In fact, he prayed he never would forget. She was as wild a creature as the jaguar and that power spoke to him, called to him like a Siren’s song. </P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>She was perfect to Luc in every way. Right now her perfect body was locked against his tightly and if Luc hadn’t known better, he would have thought that Makaria wanted to stay like this, in this moment, forever with him. He could feel her heart rapidly beating. Her breathing was labored too. She looked deeply into his eyes. Luc held her gaze. He felt her fingers tenderly touch his forearm and make their way to his neck and then his face. She gently weaved the contours of his face with her fingers. The feeling was insufferably pleasurable.</P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>The rain continued to beat down as Makaria tenderly brought her hands to Luc’s hair. Over and over she threaded her fingers through the thick, wet waves until they were tangled up in the heavy mass. <SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>But then she brought her wet lips to his and kissed Luc passionately, her tongue fondling his in slow, languid strokes. It was such a comfortable expression of desire. Luc got so lost in the fantasy; he barely realized that her hands had now begun to travel down the broad expanse of his shoulders and back. They continued to slide lower, running over his snake tattoo, until she reached the muscles of his backside. He let out a moan of pure pleasure. Luc wasn’t sure how much more he could take before he lost all control. Maybe even his sanity which he was certain was rapidly slipping out of his grasp. </P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>“You know you are playing with fire, Demon?” Makaria whispered. </P> <P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal>Luc cupped Makaria’s body closer to his and he carried her out of the water, her legs still wrapped around his waist, her hands still touching and exploring his body. When he had her down on the ground, Luc leaned close and with his voice ragged from desire murmured so close to her ear, “Then make me burn, Goddess.”</P>