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The War (In The Beginning)	By : pensfan100 Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 16007 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Four

Pale sunlight angled in wedges across the bedroom, announcing the setting of the sun. Natalie opened her eyes and looked towards the blinds then closed them again and inhaled deeply. Part of her wanted to rise onto her elbow and look over her shoulder, but the warmth of Hayden’s body against her back bade her to remain. She shifted into a more comfortable position and the arm that rested over her hip tightened a bit, pulling her snugly against the solid form behind her. Every muscle in her body ached but it was a pleasant soreness like when she would begin a new exercise regiment. After a day’s workout, going to bed at night was always a treat. The muscles would relax and she would go limp with exhaustion but satisfied that she had begun to take care of her body. Her body certainly felt well taken care of right now!

Hayden felt her body shift again and smiled, eyes still closed. The shape of her fit perfectly against him and he was so tired that he had no intention of getting up just yet. He needed this time to recuperate, not only in body, but in mind as well. A vague throbbing in his right hand reminded him she had hit him with a pool ball and he probably had a bruise. It hurt like crazy at the time, but he’d forgotten it in the burst of passionate temper that had exploded from him. Two days in a row she had gotten under his skin and managed to push his buttons. The end result he couldn’t complain about, but the fact that he lost control of his normally even temper confused him. Something was going on but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Natalie managed to stir him up in a way no one else had before and he began to wonder if suppression of feelings ever since they met had built up until he had no choice but to let it out or implode under the pressure.

Is that why she can get to me? He thought. Is it the same for her? I just took her not once but twice in the past twenty-four hours and she has a boyfriend. It’s despicable, but why don’t I care?

The soft body shifted and Natalie rolled onto her back. Hayden opened one eye and looked at her profile. A strange tug in his chest brought him up on one elbow. Slumberous brown eyes flecked with gold met his, Natalie’s lips parting in another sigh. She touched the hand resting on her stomach and he flinched in sudden pain drawing his hand away and sitting up to look at it.

“Are you all right?” Natalie sat up beside him, clutching the sheet to her chest.

Hayden threw her a dry look. “I will be in a couple of days. My hand’s not used to getting whacked with a pool ball.”

Natalie’s lips parted in shock, the dark eyes widening. Instinct made her reach for his hand and when he resisted she clucked her tongue at him and pulled it into her lap where she could study it. A large, round purple splotch decorated the middle of his hand where the blood vessels had burst under the force of the blow. A tender finger touched it lightly and while he held his breath he didn’t pull away.

“Does that hurt?” She asked, concerned.

“Not much,” he answered, watching her as she turned back to examine it. She bit a corner of her lip and pressed a little harder. It elicited a muffled grunt from him. He tried to pull his hand away but she held on to it. “Ok, that hurt.”

“Hayden, I am so sorry,” Natalie apologized, her heart diving as she looked at him. “I have never hurt anyone on purpose, honest. You made me…I just got…so angry that you had seen that DVD. It’s embarrassing that you saw it.”

“Why?” Hayden cupped her chin when she turned away. Cheeks flushed she lowered her eyes.

“I just would rather you hadn’t seen it, that’s all,” she shrugged, picking at the sheet with agitated fingers.

Not ready to pursue the matter further, he pushed her back down and bent his head to press slow, wet kisses to her neck. He waited for her to push him away. When she didn’t, he moved on to her shoulder and across her collarbone to the other side. A hand came up to delve into his hair. He smiled against her skin and moved over her noting the shift of her legs welcoming him into the cradle of her hips. Burying his face in her neck he tasted the silky skin and worked his way up to her ear, his tongue sweeping over its contours and lightly into the shell. The other hand came up to cup his scalp, easing his face around to hers. Lips met with gentle suction and took their time exploring the shape of her mouth. Her chest lifted in reaction but he refused to venture any further than the slow kisses. Finally, her tongue poked out to touch the seam of his lips in an attempt to lure him to deepen the kiss. A smirk of male satisfaction flitted through him and he continued to seduce her into urging him for more. The fingers in his hair tightened under the gentle onslaught, the pressure insistent. Her tongue flitted out again and found its way inside his mouth to touch his tongue for a short moment then retreated. A shiver chased up his spine at her sneaky tactic and his chuckle buzzed against her lips.

The moment he laughed, Natalie slid her tongue back in to tantalizingly stroke over the sensitive organ. His body stiffened but his lips parted more and she deepened the kiss. He caved. Natalie pushed him onto his back and followed, her sweet mouth working to slip under his guard. Long fingers trailed over her back thighs to smooth over the rounded cheeks of her bottom in response. An arrow of carnal need darted low and she moaned in appreciation.

A quick flip found Natalie on her back, Hayden’s mouth a breath from hers.

“Oh, no you don’t,” he whispered, moving his hips away from her marauding hand. Her naughty laugh hummed in his ear and he lifted his head away to watch her while his hand cupped her small breast. His thumb scraped over the tip and she gasped. A smile stretched over his lips a moment before he lowered his head and flicked his tongue over the responsive bud.

The already familiar sensation of desire firing through her blood spread rapidly and Natalie arched against him, her body seeking his contact.

“This is impossible,” she gasped.

Hayden lifted his head and fixed her glazed eyes with his.

“What is?” Hayden’s lips pulled baring his white teeth in a predatory grin.

“We can’t possibly do this again.”

Hayden stared at her for a long moment then raised his hips a fraction to slide his finger between them. It glided over her and the grin widened as she caught her breath. The hand found hers and guided it between them to find the hard spear of his arousal. When they gripped him of their own volition his grin widened.

“Oh, I think we can.” And before she could agree he moved tunneling deep inside her.

Natalie met his kiss, matching him in its fervor. The reality that they really could do this again astounded her and she rocked against him without thought or choice. In tune with his, it found the secret rhythm they shared, the tempo not as frantic as earlier. Instead, they moved leisurely, quietly, the kisses heated, but gentle, searching but not forceful. A warmth seeped into her limbs as his hand swept down her side to cup her hip before reaching her thigh and lifting it higher to aid his push to thrust deeper.

She heard his breath hitch in his throat at the sensation and a feline purr gurgled in her throat at his appreciation. Moments, seconds, then minutes ticked by and the tension began to spiral, coiling tighter with each plunge of his rigid flesh. A growl rumbled in his chest and his hips quickened at the sudden flare of need low in his belly. Unable to hide, it caught her and carried her with him, sensation demanding to be released once again. Hayden surged up on his elbows for support. Natalie reached, linking fingers around his neck. In tandem they climbed, working one another to the top. A fine sheen of perspiration slickened their skin, enhancing the friction, a testament to their efforts.

All at once it was there, radiating out in a pool of melted warmth. Natalie panted a plea to her Maker and met Hayden’s eye for a second before it swept her over the edge with him to tumble into the welcoming eternity of space. Clinging to his neck she craned her head into the pillow and whimpered as he thrust one last time into her, his harsh breathing rasping in his chest. It lasted only seconds and then he was heavy on her, his breath hot and labored against her neck. Arms curled him closer, the tattoo of her heart drumming frantically into his chest.

Stunned, they lay like that for several minutes long after their breathing slowed and evened. Finally, Hayden rose on his elbows and stared at her willing her to open her eyes. She could feel him looking and resisted his command until she could resist no longer. Opening her eyes she met the reaching blue gaze. A hazy thought that she found looking into his eyes pleasant misted through her, but drifted just out of conscious reach.

“You’re going to have to tell him,” his deep voice murmured, the words a shock to her senses.

Brown eyes widened at the awful intrusion into reality and she pushed at him with flustered hands. He didn’t budge and she glared at him.

“It’s none of your business,” she muttered, her face reddening.

“Oh, yes,” Hayden pinned her with searching eyes. “It is my business.”

Natalie struggled beneath him. “Let me up,” she scowled, her efforts ineffective. “We have an early call tomorrow. I have to leave.”

“Not until you face it.”

“Face what? There’s nothing to face!” Natalie’s eyes slid away from his, her heart hammering in panic. “This was a mistake! It shouldn’t have happened.”

“Ok, so what excuse are you going to choose? We were drunk? Hardly. We both knew exactly what we were doing. I took advantage of you? You know I didn’t force you, nor would I ever. You were temporarily insane? Tell me that in a few days when your body starts craving this again.”

Hayden watched her thrash for freedom, still physically connected to her.

“I’m tired, too, Natalie, but you’d better face it,” he spoke in quiet, but firm tones. Natalie stopped a moment and glanced warily at him, cursing herself for her body’s response to him. “This has happened three times now in two days. Who do you think you’re kidding? Certainly not me. You, maybe, but not me. Face what I am to you and get over it. It will make it easier when you let him down.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Natalie’s lips thinned in angry effort. “Ok, so it happened, but you aren’t anything to me, and it won’t happen again. What could you possibly be to me that I would stop seeing Michael?”

Hayden’s face drew closer until her view held nothing but his narrowed eyes. His lips caressed hers and to her chagrin she responded, the moist sound jeering at her tumbling stomach. The next words from his mouth seared her soul with their pointed accusation.

“I’m your lover, Natalie,” he whispered, his mouth brushing hers.

The notion stole her breath as his tongue slipped between her lips. Her lover. Hayden was her lover.
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