Charlotte was startled awake but she didn't know by what, she lay on her back staring up at the ceiling thinking about nothing in particular. A soft thud at the window drew her attention and she turned on her side to get a better look. She heard it again and sat up, rubbing her eyes as she strained to see the cause of the noise. The third time she heard it, she climbed out of bed and padded silently across the floor to the window. The moon was full and bright, its radiant light casting a warm bluish hue over everything below. Narrow beams of moonlight penetrated through the open curtains and Charlotte parted the curtains wide inviting more light to spill into the room. She stood in front of the window, staring at the balcony outside when movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention. She gasped, feeling her breath catch in her throat as her eyes focused on the figure standing at the very edge of the small balcony. He was half concealed by shadows and he was so still that
Charlotte woke with a gasp, her heart beating erratically in her chest and her breaths ragged and shallow. She was covered in a cold sweat and she was shaking all over. This was the fifth time this week and every time the dreams were more intense than the last. She lay in the darkness of her room, thinking about her dreams and wondering what was causing them. Each time she woke the dreams seemed to fade, leaving behind only fragments of images that left her weak and aching with an indescribable need deep inside her. She turned onto her side and closed her eyes and eventually she fell asleep.The next day Charlotte was busy with her chores in the convent, leaving her with no time to think about her dreams. In the evening as she was leaving the chapel, Sister Ann, caught up to her outside."Charlotte, are you ok?", she asked, studying her with concern in her eyes."Of course, Sister Ann, I'm fine", Charlotte replied."You seem
The next day, Charlotte is in the kitchen helping to prepare lunch when the delivery truck arrives, bringing their supplies from town."Charlotte, can you get that please?", calls Sister Margaret, as she continues kneading dough.Wiping her hands on her apron, Charlotte goes to the kitchen door and stands there watching, Edward, the delivery boy, unloading the crates. Coming towards the door with a crate in his hands, Edward sees her, his face lighting up with a smile."Hi Charlotte, how's it going?""Not too bad. Let me give you a hand with those", she replies, going to take the crate from him.As Edward hands her the crate, their fingers brush against each other and a sudden jolt of electricity runs through her fingers and up her arms. Charlotte stumbles back away from him almost falling backwards but quickly regains her balance. Edward reaches out to try and steady her but she flinches away from him, afraid of touching hi
Charlotte glances shyly at the nun and looks away, unable to meet her gaze. She swallows hard as her hands fidget nervously in her lap."It's ok Charlotte, I'm here to help. There's no need to be afraid, trust me", Lucille's voice is soft and encouraging, as she tries to put Charlotte at ease.Looking down at her hands clenched together in her lap and taking a deep breath, in a low voice Charlotte recounts her dreams."I see myself, in my dreams, doing things with someone else.......I can feel.....I'm being touched......all over......in places I've never been touched. Their hands.......and mouth....are touching me.....everywhere.......and it feels......so good......I........don't want it to stop. But worse than that, I..........I want more.....so much more", Charlotte whispers these last words as her head remains bowed, unable to look up at the nun."What places are they touching? You have to be specific", Lucille prods, her eyes darkeni
Charlotte brought Lucille to orgasm five times that night and into the early hours of the morning, she was insatiable. She used both her fingers and mouth while the final time she straddled one of Lucille's legs between her thighs and rubbing her moist and swollen clit against hers, brought them both to an earth-shattering climax. Each time she sucked the red mist from between her thighs and each time Lucille became weaker, as though her very life force was being sucked from her body. But Charlotte was rejuvenated and filled with a raw power that roared through her veins, heightening her senses and sating the hunger.Early that morning, just before the sun began to ascend the horizon, Charlotte dressed and quietly left the nun's room unaware of the figure hidden in the shadows in the corridor outside. She hurried down the halls, until she reached her room, opening the door she went inside and collapsed onto her bed before falling into a deep and dreamless sleep.
She kissed Ender deeply and passionately, exploring his mouth with her tongue as she pushed her hands under his coat and stroked his chest through his shirt. She could feel his hard muscles through his shirt and she leaned closer, pressing her breasts against him as a strong current surged through her body and transferred to him. Reaching down to his trousers, she stroked his cock through the fabric, groaning as she felt its size.As soon as she woke, she had smelt his masculine scent and her body had responded, her arousal so strong she could barely stand being in the confined cell with him. His scent was different from Edward's, richer and more masculine, reeking of raw, savage lust. The more she talked to him, the more her body craved him, the moisture leaking from between her thighs.Grabbing her wrists, Ender pushed her away from him, sending her stumbling back against the bars of the cell as he wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve. His ey
The next morning Charlotte is taken to the dining room for breakfast and finds herself alone with Samael. He eyes her hungrily across the table as she tries to concentrate on her food."Sweet Charlotte, you really are a feast for my eyes", Samael says in that seductive voice of his. It feels like he's caressing her body with every syllable and she shivers involuntarily. She finishes her food but still hungry, she looks at the food still on the table and wonders if she should help herself."Please help yourself, I find a woman with a healthy appetite deliciously attractive", Samael smiles as if reading her mind.Not wanting to waste the opportunity and unable to ignore her complaining stomach, Charlotte quickly helps herself to another serving. Samael watches her eat and a sly smile forms on his lips, his blue eyes glinting with desire. Just then, Ender strolls in wearing nothing but a black pair of pants, his chest bare and his silver hair tous
Charlotte looks down at the ring on her finger and then back up at Ender, her eyes wide with confusion."What is it?", Ender asks, his eyes studying her."It........it's......gone", she answers."What's gone?""The hunger", she whispers, "I can't feel it anymore""So you don't wanna fuck me anymore?", he grins at her.Charlotte shoots him an irritated glare, looking back at the ring before she slides it off her finger and immediately the hunger returns, more intense than before. She gasps and doubles over, her hands on her stomach as Ender grabs her shoulders to stop her falling to the floor and picking her up in his arms, he carries her across the room and lays her down on his bed. Sitting beside her on the bed, Ender picks up her hand and slides the ring back on before looking at her."There are easier ways to get in my bed, you know", he smirks.Charlotte blushes and turns her face away, hoping that h