His Lady of the Night, Chapter 16 of a free rah romance read

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His Lady of the Night

Chapter Sixteen

Jake led her to the stone bench near the pond to watch as he demonstrated the first kick of Basic Strikes.

"This is the Front Snap Kick: Lift the knee of your kicking leg as high as possible in front of your body," he said. "But be sure to keep your fists tight, and your toes pointed up to prevent damage to your foot. Snap the kick out directly in front of your body to the target area, keep your other leg slightly bent for balance, and be sure to thrust with your hips for speed and power," he said and looked over at her. "Did you understand all that?"

"I think so," said Olivia in an uncertain voice. "But can you do it again, slowly this time?"

Jake nodded and slowly demonstrated the kick again. He kept looking at her and saw her nod at each move he made telling him she understood the moves.

"You ready to try now?" he asked.

"Yes," replied Olivia. She got up and slowly walked to his side.

Jake lifted his knee first and Olivia copied his movement. She followed by snapping the kick out from her body to the invisible target area and fell. Jake was immediately at her side, helping her to stand.

"You didn't bend your other leg for balance, that's why you fell," he said arrogantly.

"I did bend my leg," she argued. "It didn't work because I was kicking at thin air. Perhaps if I had a target, someone I could focus on, it would help," she suggested with deceptive innocence.

Jake frowned slightly. Her suggestion sounded plausible and there was no reason why he shouldn't volunteer to be her opponent. He was briefly suspicious by her innocent look, but dismissed it out of hand and stood in front of her.

Olivia immediately controlled her urge to clap with glee, he'd placed himself exactly where she wanted him. She took her stance in front of him and lifted her knee as high as she could in front of her body, curling her toes inward and executed a perfect sidekick hitting Jake in the chest, propelling him backwards into the pond. A kick he hadn't taught her yet.

Caught completely off guard, Jake dropped, with a big splash into the pond. He twisted in the water and arose sputtering and coughing, his head crowned with a large lily pad complete with frog. The look on his face was priceless. Olivia laughed at his expression of blatant disbelief. She tried not to laugh; she really did, but the image of him standing there, all masculine outrage, fists on his hips and a lily pad complete with frog on top his head sent her into gales of laughter. When the frog croaked and jumped off dislodging the lily pad so it slipped over Jake's eyes, Olivia couldn't stop the tears of hilarity from falling. She fell to the ground doubled-up in laughter.

Dripping wet, Jake raised his hand and slowly pulled the lily pad off his head. His expression unreadable, he stepped out of the pond, nearly slipped on the wet grass, and with slow deliberate steps squished his way over to her. She looked up at him with a mischievous smile. He tried to glare fiercely at her but the humor of the situation overcame his wounded pride and his lips twitched as if attempting to hold back a smile. In an unexpected move, he bent down pulled her up by the arms, and dragged her towards the pond.

Olivia tried to pull away from Jake but he held fast, "Jake! It was only a joke! I didn't mean…well…not really…" she pleaded and dug in her heels. "You never asked if I knew karate, you just assumed I didn't because I didn't fight back against with Raphael and those two goons," she stated, still resisting his hold. "You don't want to do this Jake," she said.

Jake stopped, pulled her in front of him and looked at her, "Oh, yes, I do," he stated through clenched teeth and resumed walking, backing her towards the water.

Olivia read his thoughts, the temptation too great and relaxed her stance. She stopped moving, waiting 'til he got closer. In one fluid movement she grabbed his wrist, pulling his arm in front of her and quickly pivoted into his invisible space, her back to him. Using her hip as leverage, she flipped him over her shoulder and threw him back into the pond. Then beat a hasty retreat, giggling like a schoolgirl; she'd surprised him again.

Jake couldn't believe it. She'd done it to him again. Eyes narrowed, he turned to mist, floated passed her with silent intent to appear in front of her.

"Oomph!" grunted Olivia when her face hit a soggy, cold muscled chest. Iron, wet arms circled her body and lifted her up. She felt a sensation of weightlessness then suddenly shrieked as the arms disappeared and she landed on her kiester in the pond. Rivulets of water streaming from her hair, Olivia raised her head and glared at the man responsible for her present predicament.

"That was certainly childish of you Jake," she calmly said as she pushed her wet hair out of her face.

He just stood there, arms crossed over his chest, a smirk gracing his lips. "Childish you say," retorted Jake, "and I suppose pretending not to know karate isn't childish?"

Olivia blushed crimson, "Alright, so I wanted to teach you a lesson, but that doesn't mean you had to retaliate and dump me in the pond," she said indignantly.

"Well, since I was wet, I thought it only fair you should be too," replied Jake. She looked like a drowned cat, her hair plastered to her head, her eyes wide and round, but to him she was beautiful.

Olivia shot him a murderous look and climbed out of the water. "It's going to take forever for my hair to dry," she announced as she twisted her hair and got rid of the excess water. "And, it'll be your fault if I catch a cold," she accused him.

Jake snorted, "Olivia my darling, lest you forget, you are now a vampire. You can't catch a cold. For that matter you'll never be sick ever again," he stated. "As for your hair, it can be dry in a matter of seconds. Your clothes too," he added as an afterthought.

Olivia reared her head back and noticed for the first since getting out of the water that Jake's hair and clothes were dry.

She scowled at him. "How did you do that? You were as wet as I am and now your all dry," she said and plastered her cold wet body to his dry warm one.

Olivia snaked her arms up around his neck and tried to pull his head down towards her, but Jake remained rigid. No way was she going to catch him off guard again.

"What are you angling for my love," he asked sweetly.

Olivia sighed, "I only want a kiss," she said her eyes not meeting his. She was still furious he'd taken his revenge and he still handed told her how he'd gotten dry so quickly.

"A kiss, hmmm," he pondered. "I'm not sure you deserve a kiss." He looked down at her earnest face and saw her impish look just before she veiled her eyes. Jake's own eyes darkened, an evil smile briefly touched his lips as an idea struck him. "Okay, my love," he said mysteriously, "A kiss you want and a kiss you shall have. Close your eyes."

Olivia looked at him suspiciously but his face was blank. She warily shut her eyes and felt his breath on her lips.

"Are you ready my love," he whispered passionately.

"Yes," she sighed.

His lips claimed hers, their tongues battling. His arms closed around her, pulling her up and close, her feet dangled above the ground. So caught up in his kiss, Olivia didn't notice Jake's own feet weren't touching the ground anymore, nor that they were slowly moving in direction of the pond until the sound of a frog splashing in the water penetrated her cloud of desire. She tore her lips from his and whipped her head around in alarm. They were almost there! She turned back to Jake and saw a devilish gleam in his eye and knew he had planned this all along.

Olivia began to struggle, "Jake! No! Don't! I'm sorry I threw you in the pond, I won't ever do it again," she said, her voice rising in panic, as they got closer.

"Don't worry my love, your clothes won't get wet this time," he stated and her clothes vanished.

Olivia stared down in utter disbelief at her nakedness, " Two can play that game," she said furiously and in a blink he was as naked as she. She bowed her back and the tips of her breast brushing his lips. At the contact, Jake's entire being filled with lust, his concentration slipped and felt them fall. Twisting in mid-air, he landed on his back with Olivia on top of him.

"Ewwwwwww," yelled Olivia as muddy water slapped her in the face. "You knew there was a mud puddle here didn't you?" she accused him and sat up.

"You jerk!" she shouted and began splashing and pummeling him, the fight was on.

Jake grabbed her arms and rolled her under him. He captured both her hands in one strong grip and pulled them over her head, holding them there as he bent his head and took first one nipple in his mouth then the other, raising her inner fire.

Olivia cried out in ecstasy, her hips lifting to reach his manhood. She whimpered and opened her legs wider as he thrust into her hot, velvet sheath. "Oh yes!" she exclaimed as he pushed deeper into her. Her hands slid to his buttocks and she pulled him closer as he plunged in and out.

Without leaving her sheath, Jake rolled again bringing her on top. "Ride me, my love," he gasped. Olivia's eyes widened as she felt him slide even deeper. With his strong hands guiding her movements, she rose up, then slid back down onto his hard shaft, riding him like a wild mustang. Mounting desire impelled her to ride faster and faster, their moans mingling as they both reached their peak and came together, their bodies shuddering helplessly.

Satiated, Olivia fell forward upon Jake's chest, breathing heavily. Jake wrapped his arms around her, kissed the top of her head and shimmered, reappearing in their chamber. He laid her on the bed and washed the mud from her body then his own. Then he joined her and slept lightly until the time came to move to the underground chamber and sleep beneath the rich rejuvenating soil.

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