Again, Nimue surprised Maric. The kiss was very pleasant in comparison to the knife however, and he was soon eagerly massaging her tongue with his. As they kissed he removed his trousers just before Nimue pulled his hips closer. With his breath held, Maric pushed forward as he nervously entered Nimue's depths. Gasping in pleasure, Maric paused for a moment to regain his senses before he began to continue to make love to the woman before him. Maric had never imagined that he could feel such heights of pleasure. And to his growing delight, it sounded as if Nimue was in the clouds as well.<br/>Feeling that his release was close, Maric leaned forward to kiss Nimue more passionately than before. His hands ran along her body and down to her rump where they pulled her hips to grind against his. And with one last cry of ecstasy, the knight fell atop of his lover.<br/>His arms wrapped about Nimue and pulled her in with a tight embrace. This woman meant everything to him, he realized. She had brought out feelings and emotions that he had never known he had possessed. She had helped him to open up and look at things in new ways. She was the star in his eye.<br/>For some time he just lay there, staring at her sleeping form. This moment, in the afterglow of their love, was perfect to him. To him, Nimue was like sleeping angel, the glow cast from the moon framing her body in what seemed like holy light.<br/>Kissing her brow, Maric got up, careful not to disturb the celestial being before him. After gathering their discarded garments, he leaned down to lift her from the ground that was now beginning to turn cold and carried her to their home.<br/>After entering the dwelling, Maric took her upstairs and laid her in the bed before slipping in beside her. Pulling the covers over their still nude forms, the knight snuggled in close behind Nimue, his arms pulling her in close. And then, with one final kiss to her cheek, Maric himself drifted off to sleep.