Strange Allies

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“If you tell me the bond can be broken by another then I will believe you,” Annowe finally admitted. “And while the thought of being bound to you for all eternity is more horrifying than being enslaved by rabid Orcs, I am still willing to try this.”

Haldir was thankful she still had her head against his breast so she could not see the enormous grin that slowly spread over his face. She would try! To Mordor with the consequences! He would have that sweet bliss again!

“Enslaved by rabid Orcs indeed!” He grunted in mock disgust as his heart pounded excitedly in his chest.

With one swift movement, he scooped her up in his arms and gently laid her down on the blankets, sliding next to her, his body already beginning to quiver with desire for hers. Just the thought that she would trust him enough to merge so completely with him made his shaft stiffen with want.

Tenderly, he stroked the hair back from her face before kissing her softly. He must take this slow so she could learn everything. She would want to know everything to teach Legolas. And he would give her every chance to be with Legolas no matter how painful it was to him. If the Prince of Mirkwood was unable to break the bond between them . . . Haldir shivered at the thought. Annowe would be his and his alone!

“Tell me about this bond,” she whispered, running her hand over his shoulder. “What will happen between us?”

Gazing deeply into her eyes, he sighed and continued to smooth her hair back. “You will be able to speak to me without words and feel me inside of you even when we are not together,” he explained softly.

She shivered. How could Legolas break such a bond?

“How strong will it be?” She asked anxiously.

“I am not sure. It rather depends on the depth of our feelings for each other,” he admitted. He had a very strong suspicion that it would be much stronger than either of them would be willing to admit. But he would keep that inkling to himself.

With that admission, she smiled. “Then it should be weak enough for an elfling to break,” she giggled, nipping at his collarbone.

He chuckled warmly. “Indeed,” he replied teasingly. “So it should be no problem for the Prince of Mirkwood. Shall we begin?”

As an answer to his question, he felt her desire reach out for him and he sighed deeply in contentment. Even if they could not bond he was honored that she would trust him enough to try. Did she even completely understand what she was giving to him?

“Yes, little one,” he murmured encouragingly, nuzzling her neck. “More.”

Instantly she obeyed his request and allowed more of her growing desire to caress him. He gasped then allowed his own desire to join hers. Slowly he let it creep over her so as not to frighten her too badly. He felt her tremble in his arms but she did not withdraw her want from him. Together, their quivering desires tentatively touched each other, hovering between them like the first faint breath of spring.

“Are you frightened?” He whispered, running his fingers over her back to soothe her.

“Yes,” she admitted, squeezing him tightly. But not as frightened as she had been earlier since she understood what was happening to her. And since she did not feel too deeply for him the bond would be weak enough to break. What harm was there in this?

“Look into my eyes, little one,” he breathed.

She raised her eyes to his and gasped at the naked lust she saw there. Her desire wavered for a split second before reaching for him again. His intensity was much more than she had imagined. Could she take him like this? Or would he devour her completely?

“Yes,” he encouraged. “Look into my eyes. Feel my desire for you. Can you feel how I want you?”

Eyes wide she nodded, her heart thudding in her chest but she refused to cower before him. No, if he wanted to consume her completely with his passion she would not retreat from his smoldering desire – she would rush headlong into it!

Tenderly he kissed her, only closing his dark eyes half way so he could continue to hold her gaze. At the first touch of his lips on hers she could feel him inside of her again covering her completely, his warm persistent wanting slowly reaching its soft tendrils over her heart. Cautiously she tried to do the same to him, blindly probing for his heart.

“Easy, little one,” he murmured. “Let it cover me completely then you will find what you are looking for.”

Annowe closed her eyes and concentrated on covering him as he had done to her. Feeling her struggle, Haldir gently kissed her again, sliding his tongue between her parted lips. Almost immediately, she relaxed and suddenly her eyes flew open and she gasped.

“I can see you!” She breathed excited at her discovery.

“Don’t let me go,” he warned her gently as he felt her desire slacken at her distraction. “Yes, you will see me. And feel me.”

Her lips were on his again and he smiled at her eagerness. She did not fear it now. He sighed in satisfaction as her small fingers entwined in his hair, pulling him closer.

Annowe closed her eyes and let her consuming desire push steadily against him as she continued to probe his mouth with her tongue. He moaned softly, his body beginning to ache with need but she was not ready. Not yet. She was still reaching for him, trying to grasp him. He closed his eyes and relaxed, gently guiding her to where she needed to be.

Like a young nymph in a swift current, she felt herself pulled into a river of strange feelings and thoughts that were not her own. Instantly she knew they belonged to Haldir and was shocked at the intimacy he was allowing her. Could he see the same in her? Jumbled images and feelings flew by her as she raced along inside of him, fascinated and awed at the depth of his nature.

Haldir quivered slightly as he felt her inside of him and allowed himself a brief glimpse into her. With a gasp he opened his eyes, stunned at the essence of her being. The depth, the passion and the backbone of mithril he expected but not the trembling gentleness or fragility of her tender heart. His throat constricted at the beauty of it and he wanted her that much more.

“Annowe,” he moaned softly, urgently kissing her neck. “I want you. I want inside of you. I want all of you. Give yourself to me, little one.”

“Yes,” she whispered, still fascinated with the strange sensations of seeing and feeling him from the inside. It was like an entire new world to her and she wanted to touch every part of him, the darkness and the light.

Slowly, he rolled over on top of her, pressing his hard body against hers. It was time for the last step. It was time for them to become one.

“Open your eyes,” he breathed. “See our desire as you feel my physical being.”

Gradually her eyes opened as if she were awakening from some deep sleep. She hissed as she saw him completely now, his muscular lithe body bathed in the moonlight and his smoldering desire entwining with hers between them, surrounding them in a faint haze. Perhaps that is what the strange blue glow was! Her desire for him!

“Yes, you can see it, too,” he murmured, reaching out and touching it with his fingertips causing it to tremble slightly. She could feel it inside of her when it touched the haze. It was almost as if he was touching her. She shivered and her eyes gleamed brightly with excitement at this wonderful new sensation.

“This is our desire for each other. Our wanting, our union, our bond,” he breathed, burying his face in her neck and kissing her greedily. He would have her completely now, consume her with his want and she would not fear him! He moaned desperately at the thought, his body begging for union with hers! How long he had waited for this!

Annowe sighed softly watching the colorful glowing haze pulsate around them, enveloping them completely as she held fast to Haldir. If he were beautiful to her before he was painfully so now with the moonlight and their merged desires caressing his graceful form.

Without a word, she slid her legs around his, needing to feel him physically inside of her. Slowly his physical body joined with hers and she gasped as she felt him slide completely and utterly inside of her, body and spirit.

“Yes,” he moaned, slowly thrusting him self deeper into her. “Feel me now, little one. Feel my body’s need for yours. You remember how.”

And indeed she did. She would never be able to forget the blissful sensation of being physically joined to him and allowed herself to feel the full pleasure of having him inside of her again.

Oddly, as she began to concentrate on the physical sensation, she did not lose control of her initial desire, instead it became more concentrated and she could hear him speaking to her without words.

“Haldir,” she gasped in surprise, clutching his broad shoulders tightly. She had so many questions but did not want to ask any, content to simply enjoy the feeling of being so completely and utterly engulfed in him.

He moaned and placed his lips on hers, slowly thrusting himself against her. “Keep your eyes on mine,” he breathed. It was time to let her feel the intensity of his desire for her.

As the first full wave of his lust hit her she cried out softly, feeling her body tremble with urgency. He was on her, in her, taking her over and she wanted more! His body in hers, his spirit with hers and his heart touching hers! It was no wonder he wanted to feel that again so desperately! Anything less than this total union paled in comparison!

“Oh, yes!” He hissed, steadily increasing his pelvic rhythm against her. He was giving her everything! Pouring himself into her and she was taking it! She would take all of him and then fill him up!

She gasped and writhed, feeling the relentless waves of his body and lust overwhelm her. She was drowning in him and she did not care! His lust, his wanton need, let him take what he wanted from her! She would gladly give it to him!

He continued to gaze steadily into her eyes, willing himself to wait for her. She was reveling in the blissful sensation of having him completely and he did not want to deny her pleasure. Truth be known, he needed to have her inside of him, feeling him, wanting him, admiring him. Let her run wild though him! It had been so very long since any one had touched him so deeply!

“Little one,” he breathed urgently, feeling his body rapidly approach the point of no return.

“Oh, Haldir!” She gasped, trying to match his pace as her heart trembled at this new sensation of such complete bliss.

“Do not look away,” he reminded her softly. He wanted her to see everything. To feel everything. She must take it from him totally just as he would take it from her. It was an exchange of selves at the deepest level and he had craved it desperately for many long years.

She nodded and together they began to fully indulge their physical selves, moaning and thrusting against each other between frantic kisses. Annowe dug her fingers into his hard back muscles, feeling them contract and relax with every thrust and she panted eagerly under him, wanting that last intimate act between them, needing to feel him pour himself into her again.

He knew she was ready to climax a split second before she did and they moaned in unison at the sensation. Rapidly, he rammed himself into her so she would not come alone. And then she felt his climax welling up inside of him as her own began to race through her body. Certainly she must be torn apart by such ecstasy if they came together!

“Yes!” He hissed, urging her on as the fire burned through his veins, engulfing him in pleasure.

When the first wave hit her and she cried out, Haldir grabbed her face and gazed intensely into her eyes never breaking his steady rhythm as she contracted against his throbbing member. Her pelvis rose under him convulsively and he felt his own restraints snap. He moaned helplessly against her lips as he came inside of her, still staring into her wild eyes as her body thrashed under him and her fingers dug into his shoulder blades.

Annowe felt as if she was being torn apart from the inside by the intensity of their boding. Haldir was everywhere, filling her, touching her, wanting her, pouring himself into her as they both climaxed.

She clung desperately to his broad shoulders as her own body was wracked with ultimate pleasure. She wanted so badly to close her eyes but she could not. He would not let her. He needed to see the madness in her, wanting it, needing it, claiming it for his own! And she gladly let him take it.

He moaned frantically as they continued to convulse against each other. Then she saw it, a bright red orb twinkling darkly inside of him. Fascinated, she gazed at it, tentatively reaching for it but withdrew fearful of touching it. What was it? It was beautiful its dark fire shining brightly amongst all the other swirling colors!

Slowly their climaxes subsided and Annowe could still feel him inside of her although it was much less intense than earlier. And she could still faintly see the glowing ember but she was still too timid to touch it, unsure of what it was and fearful of hurting him. Her body continued to tremble from the intensity of the intimacy she had shared with him. It was like nothing else she had ever even dreamed of and she wanted it again!

She pulled him down completely on top of her, wrapping both her arms and legs around him tightly as she tenderly licked the sweat from his neck. Haldir shivered and clung to her, breathing in the scent of her hair as he quivered slightly from his overwhelming climax.

“Annowe,” he finally moaned when he had recovered his senses enough to speak. They were one now, bound to each other and it had been more beautiful than he remembered.

She trembled and held him tightly, fearing her own feelings. She had never felt such intensity on so many levels. How could he do such things to her? It only made her want more of him! No other creature had touched her like Haldir and now she did not know if she even wanted another creature to touch her but him! Anything less that what she had just experienced would pale in comparison.

It was no wonder he had searched for years trying to find a replacement for Glorfindel! Pure physical bliss alone did not come close to the bonding of hearts minds and bodies.

“Will it be like that every time?” She breathed in disbelief.

“No,” he admitted. Then added, “it only gets better.”

“It must not!” She demanded emphatically, slapping his firm bottom. “I will perish!”

He chuckled warmly and kissed her. “No, you must not perish, little one. I have not yet had my fill of you!”

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