Thief of Hearts

Chapter Six

Thief of Hearts
Chapter Six

“Are you cold?” he asked rolling her to the side to lie against her back.

“No. Just confused. I should be fighting you…terrified of you but I’m not. Something is wrong with me….” She trailed off weakly in thought.

“Nothing is wrong with you. This is what you need, what you want. Your heart knows it, I know it…what is to understand?”

“But….”

“But what? You did not want some ‘pussy-whipped mama’s boy’ did you? You wanted a strong, forceful man who is not afraid to take what he wants...take what is his. Believe me, I am that man. You are what I want…so I will have you…you are mine…”

Megan opened her mouth with surprise when he silenced her and gently wrapped his fingers about her throat again pulling her head back upon his chest. He pressed his still throbbing cock against her then into her. She gasped pressing against him urging him on.

“We need to finish what we started in the shower, don’t you agree?”

She silently nodded her head and he chuckled against her ear as he nibbled the delicate lobe. Then while still holding her throat, he reached around to grab her inner thigh opening her up to him. She followed his lead lifting her leg as she felt him press against her again then into her. He thrust hard and squeezed her thigh tightly.

“Oh, yes,” she begged moving back and forth upon him.

All through the night he took her. She scarcely had a moment to rest before he would take her again. At one point she tried to fight him, but that pleased him all the more then he would force himself upon her which in turn stoked her own fires to roaring. Then they would be at it again. They made each other burn like super novas.

He fucked her until she grew too exhausted to respond. She struggled to keep her eyes open but even now they wouldn’t focus. At least she could try once more asking him a question. “What is your name?”

“Still haven’t learned, have you? I’m your Thief of Hearts.”

“That’s the title of my book. You must have read it…wait a minute…why is everything showing up on my screen? Either you’re fuckin’ with me or I’m clearly a nut.”

“I don’t know what you mean by being a ‘nut’ but I assure you that the only fucking I’m doing is what we’ve been doing the last few hours. I don’t understand what you’re leading to…”

Megan yawned wide and concentrated on focusing her now blurry eyes. Dammit!! “Dammit! This is just too damned unnatural. And how did you get into my place? I’m gonna…”

And without the last sentence finished, her words trailed off as everything about her faded away and she slept.

Quietly, the stranger arose from the bed and tucked her in with a slow kiss. He dressed then moved about the apartment studying everything about. What had he gotten himself into? He had prayed to the gods that he would do anything if his life was spared from his pursuers. He knew he had fucked one too many nobles when his capture had been inevitable. Not only was he an expert thief but the renowned, masked Thief of Hearts. He would make love to his quarry until they fell asleep with exhaustion then rob the rich bitches blind! Thus was his life. But what had he been thrown into? Why at any whim did he keep turning up with this one delectable woman? She had nothing for him to steal except perhaps her sinful body. “I am not amused…although I have to admit that it has been a nice treat. But you know me, my sweet goddess; I can’t possibly stay with one woman. So what do you have in mind?”

Suddenly, his body began to shimmer. “No…not this again…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he vanished into but a thin light that floated over to the laptop and quickly zipped into the screen. The Save button pressed down and the computer shut of its own accord. A woman’s light, distant laugh filled the room then it too vanished!


McKinzie S. Heart
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