Lilly relaxed into his embrace, felt the tickle of his soft mustache as his lips found hers. Her arms went around his neck and her mouth parted slightly. He moved his head to the side and kissed her deeply. She pulled him closer as his tongue entered her mouth. Her body flamed with a surprising urgency.
In one swift motion, he stood up, lifted her into his arms and brought her into the bedroom. Placing her gently on the bed, he lay beside her. His mouth found her eyes, her lips her chin, her neck. He kissed and tasted her until he found her breasts. Unbuttoning her blouse, he placed his mouth over one breast, as he gently rubbed the nipple of the other. Lilly’s body lifted slightly as one of his hands moved up her skirt, and slipped beneath her panties.
In seconds, they lay naked together. Her hands moved over his back, pulling him closer. He gently moved his body on top of her. Their lips touched and his tongue explored her softening mouth. Instinct lifted her body, demanding more. She moaned as he entered her slowly.
Ripples of ecstasy flowed over them, a counterpoint to the fiery energy igniting their bodies. Lilly’s spirit rose like a phoenix in the expert hands of the master musician. She opened her eyes for a moment surprised to see crimson red, deep purple and cerulean blue swirling around them as their auras joined. She clung to Roland, gasping, as her first orgasm in years rocked her entire being. Roland arched his back as he held himself on straightened arms and thrust deep inside of her, satisfying his need, delighting in her soft sweetness.
They lay together afterwards enjoying the gentle vibrations still coursing through their bodies. Lilly put her hand over her heart fearful it might fly out of her chest. Roland took a deep breath and exhaled a great sigh of satisfaction.
The alabaster glow of the moon poured through the window, bathing their bodies in its milky light. Roland’s face was in shadow but Lilly could feel his energy thrumming beside her. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. The word power came to her mind. It didn’t feel like power over anything, more like an innate part of who he was.
“What is going on in your beautiful head?” Roland whispered.
Lilly gave an embarrassed laugh, “I’m thinking I’ve met a magic man. Not only met him, I’ve banished my resistance, taken him into my bed and rolled around in the moonlight with him.”
Looking at her from the shadows, Roland smiled, “I was thinking something similar about you,” he confessed. “Although, I believe it was a bit more than rolling around in the moonlight.” Roland looked deep into her eyes, “Possibly, we are both enchanted tonight. Resistance to enchantment is futile. The only thing to do is surrender and enjoy.”
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Jolene and Sabine exchanged knowing glances and raised eyebrows throughout the morning. Lilly sang to herself, her bright pink aura filling the shop as she floated around the store charming every customer. No one could resist the jewelry she showed them, the incense and candles she suggested or the silver ritual chalices she removed from the case and placed in customer’s hands. The ring of the cash register filled the air throughout the morning.
Finally, curiosity got the best of her and Jolene crooked her finger and signaled Lilly to join her. Lilly was oblivious to Jolene’s signals until she finally registered her pseudonym, Lyla, being called. Looking around she noticed Jolene’s puzzled face and followed her through the back door for lunch.
With the coffee pot on, Jolene turned to her, “Okay, tell me.”
Lilly blushed, a mischievous grin lighting her face. “Tell you what?”
“Lilly, what is going on? You look like, you look like maybe…well, you look like you got laid.” Lilly’s laughter filled the room. Jolene had never heard this much merriment pour out of the young priestess. Lilly’s laughter was contagious and Jolene joined in finally getting out a clear, “Will you tell me who?”
Setting two cups of strong coffee on the table, Jolene sat across from her curious as a cat. “It was a musician I met in the square Monday. We went out to dinner Monday night. He is from California, he plays mandolin with a group called The Green Man Band. They play Celtic music and rock and roll. His name’s Roland. I wish I would have introduced you when he came into the shop yesterday afternoon.”
“Wow, you obviously, trust this young man. You met him Monday and you slept with him Tuesday?”
Lilly’s grin grew even broader, “Yes. I tried to convince myself to resist, it is too soon to get into a relationship, but resistance was futile. When he came into the shop yesterday afternoon, he invited me out again. I was hesitant thinking I didn’t want to encourage him. Ha! The truth, is I do want to encourage him. Instead of going out, we decided to have dinner in my apartment. He feels like an old friend, not like a stranger at all. It turns out it wasn’t too soon. It wasn’t sordid. It felt right. I’m almost certain he felt the same. He recognizes Faery energy.”
Jolene’s head tilted as her eyebrows shot up. “I want to meet this fellow,” she said as she reached across the table and took Lilly’s hand, “I’m so happy for you. It is time you had some fun!”
“Thank you Jolene. I’m curious, how did you know?”
“How could I not know? You have been filling the shop with pink love energy all morning. I knew something good had happened.”
Lilly nodded, “Yes, it was wonderful. I can hardly believe it happened and I can’t wait to see him again.”
Chapter 14
The Secret Courtyard
When she returned from her talk with Jolene, Lilly began to watch the clock, waiting for her lunch break. When the clock
