Author: Circe
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, especially not Roswell. But if I
did...well that's a whole other story and it's NC-17 too. :)
Spoilers: Meet the Dupes
Summary: Rath invades Maria's dreams
Dedication: To all you sweeties that emailed me saying you actually
like part 2 and wanted to see a part 3. Also to Melissa, Jen and Raye
- your recent stories are inspiring me like crazy.
Author's Note: I was in the middle of writing this and sudden
inspiration struck in the form of one of Melissa's off-the-wall, but
altogether interesting challenges. So now it is also sorta ~ kinda an
answer to Melissa's Taste Test Challenge! ;)
He woke her up slowly. At first she was only slightly aware that
something was touching her foot. As it moved up her leg, she stirred.
Maria tried to pry both eyes open but all she could manage was a
crack in her left eye and even that was painful. Her lamp was on. She
reached to turn it off but a large hand stilled her movement.
"I wanna see you." A familiar voice spoke.
"Michael...what are you doing here?" The answer to that question was
painfully obvious. He already had her pajama top unbuttoned and was
now moving his hands slowly up and down her body. Taking in the feel
of her tight calves, roving over her hips, pushing her shirt away to
feel the soft skin on her stomach. His hand stilled at her breasts
and she whimpered, willing him to go on with his caresses.
She heard him chuckle lightly. "Not just yet, little Ria."
Little Ria? Since when did Michael call her that. She was about to
pose the question to him when his mouth suddenly attacked her neck in
hot, wet kisses. She sighed at the wonderful silky feel of his mouth
once again on her skin. Instinctively, her hands went to his neck as
if to keep him locked against her. Maria's fingers tangled in his
hair. Coarse, straight hair that, she could now feel was sticking
straight up, like it used to. Only, it didn't feel like him.
Her eyes flew open and she gasped. "Rath!" Michael's duplicate, was
staring up at her with a smirk on his unshaven, pierced face.
"Tha one an only!" He said in a quiet gravely voice. Maria looked for
a means of escape but before she could move, Rath bent down and
captured one of her pale rose colored nipples in his mouth and was
sucking it for all he was worth. She was shocked to hear her own
moans of pleasure escape her lips.
"You...we can't...do t hi- OHHH! That feels soo GOOD!" Shouldn't she
be trying to stop this? Her mind screamed the question over and over,
but it couldn't be heard over her cries of pleasure. She did manage
to speak once or twice though. "Why are you here?" She looked in his
eyes. They were almost the same eyes that she had looked into a
thousand times - only in a different package.
His mouth left her breast. She groaned at the loss and his hand
quickly took its place. He squeezed them as his thumb lazily circled
the smooth, wet nipples. It was slowly driving her crazy. She tried
to concentrate on his words but it was getting increasingly
difficult. "I think Guerin is stupid - ya know?! You are just so...."
He sucked air in through his teeth as he appraised her near naked
body. "Tight." he finished. "I can definitely see what he saw in
ya...but I can't imagine letting a fine piece like you just lay here
alone every night. It just wouldn't be right!" He shook his head and
she seemed to mull over what he had just said.
Finally she nodded. "You're right."
"I am? I mean...I am! Ye-ah!" He licked his lips and she was
distracted watching his tongue slide over the silver ring that went
through his lower lip. She had never been a big fan of piercings but
his were suddenly extremely sexy and Maria found herself wondering
how they would feel against her.
His smoldering eyes met hers and he captured her mouth in an earth
shatteringly hot kiss that left her panting. Again and again, his
mouth attacked and plundered hers. His warm tongue slid in and out at
a slow, erotic pace. She felt one of his hands leave her breast to
travel to the waistband of her shorts. Maria was overcome with a need
to feel his skin on hers.
He didn't hesitate and pulled the shorts down to her knees and let
his powers do the rest. He looked down to see that she wasn't wearing
any underwear and smiled appreciatively at her complete nudity. A
single finger teased her clit and she sucked in a sharp breath. A
second finger slid into her wet passage. "Oh...well, well,
well...already soaked. Am I making you hot? Do you want Rathy- boy?"
If she wasn't so damn horny she would have laughed at that question,
but as it was she was to the point of aching for the Michael that
definitely wasn't Michael. All she could do was nod and even that was
shaky.
"Say it."
"Say what?" She asked. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her head
thrown back at the feel of the two fingers that were sliding in and
out of her at a torturously slow pace.
"Say you want me." He said. His tongue began to trace a pattern from
her breasts to her navel and back again in an odd triangle.
She didn't know how the hell she choked out the words, but she
managed a weak "I want you." He laughed against her stomach and he
slid in a third finger. She gasped at the glorious sensation all of
the friction was causing.
Rath had slowly moved himself so that he was laying between her long
legs. She bit back the urge to scream as his tongue joined his
probing fingers. He sucked her clit and she felt herself begin to
stiffen in anticipation. The lip ring brushed against her swollen
lips and she bit her lower lip, which was raw from his kisses, to
keep from crying out.
He removed the three fingers and let his tongue take over completely.
His eyes never left her face as he moved in and out of her in a
rhythmic motion. After several moments of this, his fingers returned
full force. She only knew that he was kissing her again. It made her
even hornier as she tasted herself in the kiss.
There were four fingers in her now and she felt her passage
stretching and burning against them. She moved her hips along with
the motion, trying desperately to make them go deeper. To fill her
completely.
He sped up as her nails bit into his flesh forming small rivulets of
blood that ran down his back. Neither one of them noticed.
She was so close... It was agony. She could feel the throbbing in her
core. Her stomach muscles tightened and a warm feeling spread through
her mid-section. She felt like she was about to die from the sweet
torture and then it came...er, rather, she came. It was a flash of
light as if some star had suddenly exploded, sending millions of
bursts of light to earth. She embraced the release and screamed as
loud as she could.
"Oh...yeeeessssss! YES! RATH! Oh BABY...You are SOOO GOOOD!
AHHHH!"
Maria was jarred awake as she cried out "Oh, RATH!" Her English class
all turned to look at her. Laughter filled the room. Maria blushed
and looked down at her notebook, embarrassed at her own outburst. It
had been a dream. Where the hell had THAT dream come from though? She
snuck a glance at Michael who was sitting two desks over from her's.
His eyes were pinned on her and his mouth gaped open, obviously
stunned by her little outburst. Stunned, she smiled, and maybe a
little jealous.