The crescendo of it all, of our mutual climaxes, hit a few, hard beats before mellowing out. The rock and roll beat of drums in my head gave way to the soft cry of a bow pulled over the strings of a violin. Our hearts beat as one as I fell into his embrace. With each kiss he offered my lips, my inner walls continued to shake around him, making my hips jerk in the aftermath of our pleasure.
He held me tighter, rolling to sandwich me between him and the back of the couch. We curled up like that, content to hold each other, to be pressed together, and just let our minds wander. With our connection, we shared our emotions as thoughts of everything from gratitude at being together to the wonder of what would come next for us once we got to the island emerged.
“We are ten minutes from beginning our descent,” a voice broke through our thoughts, the sound of one of the pilots over the intercom system.
“Guess that is our cue to get dressed and straighten ourselves up,” I said with a tight laugh, trying to be simply thankful for this time we’d just had, putting off the regret of it ending and the nerves of what was to come. I gathered up my clothes like one of those women in the movies trying to make a getaway after a regretful evening. I laughed out loud, the idea of it so far from my truth.
Chapter Sixteen
The landing was so smooth, I barely realized we’d hit the ground as I’d been staring, mesmerized by the large piece of land surrounded on all sides by crystal clear water that had suddenly come into view. It had only been water one minute, and the next it had shimmered into view. Just like the pilot had said, as if it had been created from nothing right before our eyes rather than the magical veil over it being lifted as the plane entered some force field or something. I didn’t really know, or at this moment care. Instead, I stared out my window. What else could I do with such beauty?”
On our descent, I could see the lay of the land from beaches around three fourths of it, to what seemed like jagged rocks and waterfalls on another. In the majority of the middle was a vast forest, thick and green with only spots of color from the height we were at. The crown jewel, though, was the castle that sat on the back fourth of the island, viewed from where we were coming in. The sprawling structure rose up proud and tall, yet fit right in to the rest of the place. I could hardly wait now to get off the plane and explore all I’d seen up close.
We were both dressed, and completely put together, as if nothing had happened but conversation on the flight by the time the pilots opened the door to the outside world. I knew Lex had been here before, but still, his face looked as impressed by the place as I was, a little mouth hanging open in wonder kind of amazed.
Who wouldn’t be? Glorious sunshine, a maize yellow, shimmered over the small landing strip that was seemingly paved with white cement embedded with pearls. Not really, but it gave such an impression, as clean and shiny as it was. The pavement, if you could call it that, flowed seamlessly, like a small stream, into grass and then a jungle of sorts, given the thick foliage.
With that sunlight, pure and unfiltered without pollution, on the green of the moss covered trees, the leaves looked as if they might feel like a soft suede. Everything had a magic sheen to it, as if each tree, each fern, each flower, had been magically created, and then placed by some goddess. Who knows? Maybe they had. Maybe the whole of the island had been created by a sorcerer, and then spelled to be invisible to any other man.
One couldn’t help letting their imagination run away with them when faced with such amazing natural artistry. The temperature was just perfect, too. Maybe high seventies or low eighties, with a tropical breeze that kept any humidity at bay. Warmth bathed me, surrounding me like a cozy blanket. The air smelled like salt water, coming right up off the water to lift my hair and blow it lightly around my face. I took deep breath after deep breath, infusing myself with the goodness that floated on the air here, re-awakening every cell in my body.
Back to that magic thing, I could feel the very air making the energy in me awaken to tingle just beneath my skin. I looked down at my hands, expecting to see myself glowing. Sun or my powers, either way, my creamy skin did have a sheen to it. I’d never looked or felt more awake, or more alive, in my life. With that, I oddly relaxed and felt right at home.
To add to all of that, the sounds of the birds in those trees hit my ears. They were unlike any I’d heard before. Some songs consisted of one repeated note, not varying in pitch, like chirps or trills. Intermingling with them, as if singing in a choir, others songs consisted of two or even three notes with different pitches, bringing forth consistent repetitions like someone whistling a tune over and over again. I felt they sung to welcome me, as strange as that sounds.