Rating:
NC17
Spoilers:
part of an ongoing series, a sequel to Darkfire by Christine Feehan, see for
previous part.
LISTEN TO MY SONG
Note: this takes place after part VI in
time, just after the conversion
After a week Victoria and Dayan had
their first rise as carpathians lifemates, and as Darius had decided they would
travel to New York for performs, this time Dayan will sing again and Syndil
will also play, Tempest will sat by to watch the band play, she will not
perform again until the baby was delivered.
“Well I never thought I will hear Dayan
serenading anyone” said Syndil mockingly she knew Dayan and Victoria were still
trying to strike some balance after the storm they had just undergone so little
ago.
“I asked him to sing for me because he
has never done so and everybody says he’s great, you know as his mate I should
know if he really it’s that good” said Vicky knowing Dayan was trying to get in
her good graces, which he hadn’t achieved after the last incidents, she was
still blue and mad but she tried to hid it away, so Dayan wouldn’t think she
was still mad at him, but she was.
“He
wrote you a song in spanish, I never knew Dayan could speak spanish or even
sing in it, but he says you’d love it” said Syndil stroking victoria’s soft
waves, her hair was loose and she looked young and inocent, Syndil felt for
her, she had had a rough week and was holding back the pain she felt deep
inside, Syndil hoped Dayan could take her out of that abism of emptyness her
heart seem to sink in. “You miss your family very much, don’t you Vicky?”
“A
lot, I have hardly use my native tongue in days and I don’t know too well how
to express how I feel without someone to say it to” what she meant to say was
that she was different to the other mates and she felt like she was friendless
and also lacking the warm feeling of returning home once and for all, returning
to the ones that really knew her, here she had no one to talk to, that was what
she meant to say.
“I have to go, your song it’s about to
start, I’m playing the piano in it I hope you like it Vicky” before victoria
could say thank you the mic and the stage lights were on, and Dayan was siting
in the middle of the stage with a guitar on his lap, Darius and tempest were
siting on the bar, and barack was guarding the door and Desari was playing back choire and Julian was standing next to
Darla near the bar. But as the light focused on Dayan all of them turn their
heads to the stage.
“Good evening, I’ve written a song for a
very special lady, whose been blue lately, she is among the crowd tonight...
it’s in spanish which is her native
tongue, she´s my beloved and my wife and I need to see her happy and smiling
again, so Victoria baby this is for you, I hope you enjoy it” Dayan’s eyes looked
shiny with tears and he was trying to hold back the emotions raging in his
heart, Victoria was standing at the left side of the crowd, she was acting
serious and she had her arms crossed around her chest, she was staring at the
floor trying to hold back tears and hugging herself to bring warm to the chilly
feel she had inside.
(lyrics by
Alejandro Sanz from his CD “el alma al aire”, song tittle “cuando nadie me ve”)
A veces me elevo, doy mil volteretas, a veces
me encierro tras puertas abiertas, a veces te cuento por que este silencio, y es
que a veces soy tuyo y a veces del viento, a veces de un hilo y a veces de un
ciento, y hay veces mi vida te juro que pienso porque es tan difícil sentir
como siento, sentir como siento, que sea difícil.
A veces te
miro y a veces me dejas, me prestas tus alas, revisas tus huellas, a veces por
todo aunque nunca me falles, a veces soy tuyo y a veces de nadie, a veces te
juro de veras que siento no darte la vida entera, darte sólo estos momentos,
porque es tan difícil vivir sólo es eso, vivir sólo es eso, por que es tan
difícil
Coro:
Cuando nadie
me ve
Puedo ser o
no ser
Cuando nadie
me ve
Pongo el
mundo al revés
Cuando nadie
me ve no me limita la piel
Cuando nadie
me ve
Puedo ser o
no ser
Cuando nadie
me ve
A veces me
elevo, doy mil volteretas, a veces me encierro tras puertas abiertas, a veces
te cuento por que este silencio, y es que a veces soy tuyo y a veces del
viento.
Te escribo
desde los centros de mi propia existencia, donde nacen las ansias, la infinita
esencia, hay cosas muy tuyas que yo no comprendo y hay cosas tan mías pero es
que yo no las veo, supongo que pienso que yo no las tengo lo entiendo mi vida
se encienden los versos que oscuras te juego, lo siento, no acierto, no
enciendas las luces que tengo desnudas el alma y el cuerpo.
Coro:
Cuando nadie
me ve
Puedo ser o
no ser
Cuando nadie
me ve
Me parezco a
tu piel
Cuando nadie
me ve yo pienso en ella también
Cuando nadie
me ve
Puedo ser o
no ser
Cuando nadie
me ve
Puedo ser o
no ser
Cuando nadie
me ve no me limita la piel
Cuando nadie
me ve
Puedo ser o
no ser
Cuando nadie
me ve no me limita la piel
Puedo ser o
no ser...
A veces me elevo doy mil volteretas, te encierro en mis ojos,
tras puertas abiertas, a veces te cuento por que este silencio y es que a veces
soy tuyo y a veces del viento, a veces
del viento, y a veces del tiempo.
“I Love it” said Victoria whipping out
tears from her cheeks, and sobing, Dayan had dropped his guitar and jumped down
off the stage to hug his mate, “I didn’t knew you have such a good voice,
promess me you’ll keep writing and performing” Dayan was looming above her
tiny frame, leaning his head in the hollow point between her neck and her
shoulder, she was grabing the hem of Dayan’s jacket and tuging at it to bring
his attention back to her eyes, “Dayan” her voice a soft whisper, “Everybody is
looking at us” Dayan borrowed deeper into her embrace and placed her arms
around his neck and lifted her to look into his eyes, they were covered with
red blood tears, “Dayan don’t cry please”
“Why
not? I swore I will see to your hapiness and so far all I have done is make you
sad” Victoria kissed his tears and hug him with all her strenght.
“You
are the only thing I have Dayan and the fact that you can hurt me so much it’s
because I love you more than live itself, and I don’t blame you, you did what
you had to do, and now will be together forever, I understand your pain and
your reasons and I don’t want you to cry, It’s too hard, you are like my third
leg, and without you I will fall, so low I will never get out of it” by
this point she was crying too and he spoke soothing words to her mind, “I
know you are still sore about leaving your home, your parents, your friends,
and most of all our baby, I need to grieve too, baby, ...Vicky, you are not the
only one who lost I feel it too worse because I swore to see to your hapiness
and health above all, don’t you see you are my life, my light, my everything,
seing you like this brakes my heart and I want to erase it all, pretend it
never happened, pretend I just met you today and we had no past but earlier
this evening, but I can’t forget or erase so I have to make it bearable and
swallow the pain”
“It’s our test, we have to endure and
deal with what we got left, I love you Dayan and I will do whatever you want me
to” Dayan did felt the disturbing gaze of people around them and picked up his
mate in his arms and carried her into the forrest, “All I want you to do it’s
be yourself and to be with me as the sweet, loving mate I adore, I need to see
you smile at least, to know you still remember how to” she gave him a pitifull
smile and leaned lower in his arms, “kiss me Dayan, I miss you kiss” and so he
kissed her and went to go bound to earth with her, to make love and rest
together.
“Dayan
can we talk in spanish?” she was laid back beneath Dayan caressing his hair
with her fingers and he was staring at her breasts, “Why did you have to be so
goddamn beautiful, this perfect big, soft, creamy, round breasts, they are too
much too perfect, and this silky skin so soft and white” he was kissing his way
down to her core and as he reach it he looked with mischief into her eyes
foretelling her what he was about to do; “you have a certain something that
would drive any man crazy, but it’s all mine, mine from the begining of this
soft curls to the deepest core of molten fire and blood underneath the silky
satiny sotf walls I’m pushing and probing now” to each of his words
victoria had ripples of pleasure and raised her body to meet his even closer,
until her legs trembled and buckeled down, she was going taut and as she felt
the fire and contraptions she looked down to see Dayan staring back at her.
“You do have a talent to make me sated love” he was playing his fingers in and
out of her, “you are still virgin tight and I take great pride to know I’m
not just your lifemate but your first and only” he said his last word as he
pushed his throbing manhood inside her, she was squezzing him hard with her
tiny women shell, as he was tall, big and sinewy he covered her body with his
form from every posible angle and rested his weight in his elbows, each a side
of her head, both hands and fingers entwined
with hers above her eyes, his pelvis bone and abs griding into hers as
they both soared higher reaching a never ending peak and orgasm hard enough to
make them die and reborn like a fenix from the ashes. “I am glad my mate is
the best lover in the world” said Dayan kissing her eyelashes as she drift
off to sleep, “so good even asleep it’s gorgeous and makes the cutests
little sounds as if she knows I love her so much... I know you hear me in your
head Vicky and I want you to rest camly and confident of your mate, I know you
know how much I love watching you asleep, specially if it’s inside you,
...mine, you are my baby, my wife, my lifemate, all mine, only mine” to his
words her arms closed around his neck and draw him to sleep with his head above
her chest.
After their wild makeloving and second
rise Vicky had a vision, the entire troupe will be traveling back to the carpathian
mountains for a mask ball, Victoria will meet Maeniel and Alexandria and Aidan,
and Darius will have big suprises ahead of him and so will tempest.
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