WISH UPON A STAR
The god of love sent his servant to grant Alyssa’s Valentine’s Day wish, but will she get her happily ever after?
Wish Upon a Star
By Lisa Fox
Copyright © 2012 Lisa Fox
Cover design by Noelle Pierce
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Wish Upon a Star
Alyssa sighed and twirled the straw in her cocktail as the man beside her tried his best to get in her pants. She glanced around the crowed bar as he droned on and on, watching the couples practically humping each other on the dance floor, the scantily clad women on the prowl, the men with their overly bright grins. Was it Valentine’s Day that brought out the almost fervent desperation evident tonight, she wondered, or were people always this anxious to get laid?
“Look,” she said, breaking into her unwanted companion’s latest monologue. “I have to…” Her mind searched for a good excuse to get away, but came up blank. “Go.” She caught her friend Heather’s eye across the bar and made a slight motion with her head to indicate a quiet corner where they could talk. She flashed the man a feeble smile. “Um, thanks,” she said as she moved away from him. “See ya.”
“Okay,” Heather said once Alyssa joined her. “What was wrong with him?”
Alyssa shrugged. “Nothing really. He—”
Heather held up her hand, cutting her off. “You really need to get off that high horse you ride around on, Alyssa.” Heather’s face softened and she gave Alyssa playful tap. “Stop being a bitter old fuddy-duddy and lighten up. It’s Valentine’s Day. Tonight is the night for lurve.”
“Love,” Alyssa snorted. “Is love standing around a dark, smelly bar waiting for some man to decide he wants to take me home?”
Heather shook her head. “You really are a bitter old fuddy-duddy.”
“I wish, for once, I could meet a man that actually wanted to be with me,” she said. “Not just for one night and not just because I happened to be standing there and willing.”
Heather laughed. “Men don’t want much more than ‘standing there and willing,’ honey.” She looked around the bar, presumably for the man she had been talking to before Alyssa called her away. “All I know is that I’m not spending Valentine’s night alone and as your friend, I’m telling you to get over yourself. Let someone seduce you. Get laid. It’ll do you a world of good.” She caught the eye of someone across the room and smiled. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m about to go take my own advice.” Heather gave her one, last almost sorrowful look. “Really, Alyssa, love is not all roses and romance and happily-ever-afters. Not in real life. You gotta take what you can get and make the most of it.”
“That’s sad,” Alyssa said, feeling utterly defeated.
“But not untrue.” Heather patted her arm. “Try to have some fun, okay?”
“Yeah, right,” Alyssa muttered as her friend walked away. She looked down into her watery drink and thought about getting herself another, but decided against it. What would be the point? There was no one she wanted to talk to, the overly loud music was grating on her nerves, her pantyhose were too tight and her makeup was making her eyes itch. It was time to go home.
Alyssa collected her coat and stepped out into the cold. The sky was clear for a change and one, lone, brilliant star shone like a beacon in the dark night. It was a star made for wishing upon and Alyssa laughed to herself, realizing that it wasn’t a star at all, but rather Venus.
“Star light, star bright,” she whispered, and then with a rueful smile, dropped her gaze to the concrete sidewalk. This was silly. Besides, what would she wish for anyway? She looked back up at the star and took a deep breath. “I wish I could have someone who actually wanted to be with me.” Now that she had begun, the words tumbled out her mouth, filled with all the longing she always kept bottled up inside. She wished with every fiber of her being, pouring every bit of the yearning in her heart into her words. “I wish for romance. I wish for someone to hold and hug and kiss. I want to know what it’s like to make love, to be able to feel that connection with someone.” Her voice rose in volume. “I want happily ever after!”
Merry laughter in the distance made her jump and she looked around furtively to see if anyone noticed that she had been standing in the middle of the sidewalk talking to herself. It seemed that no one had and she shook her head at her own foolishness. Wishing on a star indeed. Like that ever worked. She looked back up at the brilliant light in the sky. Then again, if there was ever a perfect star to wish upon on Valentine’s night, it would have to be Venus.
“Stupid,” she mumbled as she walked to her car. And though she knew it was pointless, in her heart, she hoped.
When she got home, she kicked off her heels, got into her pjs, and stretched out on the couch with a book. She tried to concentrate on the story, but the wish she had made kept circling around and around in her mind. If only it could be real. If only it could happen. She closed her eyes, letting herself imagine how wonderful it would be, and drifted off to sleep.
She woke sometime later feeling fuzzy and disorientated. She sat up and ran her hand over her face. Falling asleep on the couch was obviously a bad idea. She had a horrible crick in her neck and her back ached.
“Gotta get to bed,” she said, and stumbled toward to her bedroom.
She paused at her bedroom door. It was slightly ajar, but it should have been wide open. She never closed the door. Why would she? She lived alone. She reached out cautiously, slowly pushing it open and then peeked into her room. The sight she found stole her breath and froze her in her tracks.
The most gorgeous man she’d ever seen was stretched out on her bed with only a thin sheet draped across his hips. Rather than hide his nakedness, it only enhanced what was beneath and Alyssa’s mouth watered at the sight. When he noticed her in the doorway, his full lips curled into a sensual smile that just about melted her insides. “Hello Alyssa,” he said, and his deep, velvety voice flowed over her like a wave of rich, sweet honey.
She knew she should probably run, call for help, scream at the madman in her bed, but the golden, magical aura that emanated from him stopped her, filling her with warmth and peace. Contrary to what her reaction should have been under the circumstances, her body relaxed, becoming calm and languid. “Who are you?” she asked, dazzled by his beauty and strange allure.
“I’ve come to fulfill your wish,” he said. He held out his hand to her and then patted the space next to him in invitation.
Her feet moved of their own accord and before she could fully comprehend what she was doing, she was crossing the room to his side. He was amazing to behold and she let her gaze roam over him as she sat down. Unruly dark hair curled beguilingly around his ears and his dark blue eyes blazed in the low light. His body was incredible, every muscle toned and hard and defined. He was magnificent and she wondered what it be like to feel those strong arms around her, to feel his body moving with hers.
He flashed her a deeply dimpled, knowing smile and Alyssa couldn’t help but blush. She looked away from him, trying to regain some semblance of her sanity. What was she doing? She was smiling and admiring some naked stranger that had somehow crept into her bed while she slept on the couch. This was crazy. This was wrong. But when she looked back at him, she knew in her heart that it wasn’t wrong. He was something wonderful and magical and very, very special. She felt no threat from him, only the most deliciously glorious feelings of red-hot desire and gentle caring. “Who are you?” she asked again.
“I am a servant of Eros. When you made your wish tonight, he heard your prayer and sent me to you.” He took her hand in his. “I’m here to show you love.”
“O-okay,” she said, trying and failing to absorb what he told her. It was all so surreal. “Do you have a name?”
“I am Rian.”
“Rian.” The name rolled smoothly off her lips, but she frowned nonetheless, still trying to sort out the entire bizarre situation. “And Eros sent you? To me? And you’re okay with that? With just being sent off like that?”
His fingers lightly ran up and down her arm, from her wrist to her elbow and then back again. The sensation was intensely erotic and her body heated. “I did have a choice, Alyssa. And I choose to be here with you.”
“Why?” she asked, honestly mystified as to why he would choose her of all people. She was no beauty queen. No celebrity. In the grand scheme of things, she was an absolute nobody. There was nothing about her that should warrant the attention of this ethereal, supernatural, beautiful man. It made no sense at all.
“Your heartfelt desire for love called me to you,” he said, drawing her into his arms. She leaned back against his chest, relaxing in his embrace. “I am here for you because after an eternity of serving Eros, you alone touched my soul.” He brushed her hair aside and kissed her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Give yourself to me and I will fulfill all the dreams of your heart.” She could only moan in response as he bit down on her earlobe. He slid his hands under her nightshirt and cupped her breasts. “All you have to do is say yes,” he whispered as he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, making them tingle in the most spectacular way. “And everything you asked for can be yours.”
She could feel his erection pressing into the small of her back and she wanted him so badly she literally ached inside. She felt so good, so safe and right with him, she never wanted him to let her go. “Yes,” she breathed.
His hands left her breasts and he turned her to face him. He dipped his head, his lips lightly brushing against hers and electric shockwaves shot through her entire body. She gasped and he took full advantage, sliding his tongue between her parted lips. In an instant, the entire outside world ceased to exist and Alyssa knew what heaven tasted like. His kiss was exquisite, and she gave in with sensual abandon as he kissed her slowly, deeply, thoroughly.
He lifted her nightshirt off her between kisses and lightly stroked and played with her breasts. She was hot and wet for him, needing him with a fevered intensity that made her breathless. Even amidst all her wild desire, she felt secure with him. At peace. She wanted to give him all of herself, to have something more than just sex with him, give him all the passion she had always dreamed of sharing with someone. “Yes, Alyssa,” he murmured, nibbling on her neck. “Let me show you.”
Her kiss was an answer all its own and she melted in his arms, allowing him to take her on this phenomenal journey. He rolled her onto her back and eased off her pajama bottoms. He ran his hands over her trembling thighs and their gazes met as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to her entrance. She moaned aloud, her hands curling in his dark hair as she tilted her hips toward him.
He smiled up at her before flicking his tongue against her clit, sending waves of ecstasy throughout her body. He sucked her into his mouth and slid a hand over her thigh before parting her inner folds. He was making her absolutely crazy and Alyssa arched her back, offering more of herself to him. He eased two fingers inside of her and she bit down on her bottom lip to keep from screaming. She opened wider for him, rocking her hips in time with the rhythm he set. Her toes curled and she panted as her body shook from the total sensation overload.
“You are very sweet,” he said, kissing her stomach and then licking his way back down to her pussy. “I want to taste your pleasure.” Long, clever licks made her moan and his tongue swirled, his fingers moving faster and Alyssa cried out as he took her flying over the edge. Her body quaked and her fingers dug into his shoulders as the orgasm swept over her.
He let her recover for a moment before capturing her lips with his, sinking his tongue into her mouth. Her body heated all over again when she felt his hard cock against her hip. She shifted beneath him until he was perfectly between her thighs and she rocked against him, wanting him inside her. She broke their kiss, panting as she ran her hands down his back to squeeze his firm ass.
He reached between them and eased the head of his cock inside her. He paused, letting her savor the sensation and it only made her want him so much more. She arched her hips upward, meeting his teasing, tiny strokes and whimpered. She wanted all of him. He pushed a little bit further inside her and Alyssa groaned from both frustration and ecstasy. He felt so good.
“More,” she begged, her fingers digging into ass as she tried to pull him in. “Please.”
He leaned down and captured a nipple between his lips, suckling her as he thrust all the way inside her. Alyssa gasped with surprise and pleasure as he filled her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist and took him deeper. He met her eyes as he started to push in and out of her, gradually picking up speed. She met him thrust for thrust, grinding against him each time he buried himself inside her.
He took her higher and higher and she soared above and beyond anything she had ever felt before. As the tension overtook her, as she reached the highest of heights, she felt a connection to him, a deep, wonderful feeling in her chest, in heart, in her soul, which vibrated through her entire body with exquisite power. She reached for him with everything inside her and she felt him reach back and their energy met and melted together, intertwined and held. And then the orgasm crashed through her, her physical body pulsing and thumping with blinding pleasure and she cried his name over and over as the tidal wave of mind-blowing elation carried her away.
His own release followed shortly thereafter and he collapsed on top of her, his body a pleasant, solid weight. Utterly spent, satiated and exhausted, she fell asleep beneath him, wrapped safely in his arms.
The sun was streaming through her curtains when Alyssa awoke. She rolled over, her hand searching for her love, but he was gone. She sat up in bed, anguish and disappointment squeezing her heart.
“Rian?” she called, but she didn’t expect an answer. She had dreamed it all. He was too good to be true. And even if she hadn’t dreamt it, even if it had really happened, why would he stay? Sure, maybe she had felt some kind of mystical, otherworldly connection with him, but that certainly didn’t mean he felt anything for her.
She threw the covers aside and got out bed. She wasn’t exactly sure where she was going when she headed for the door, but as she reached for it, it swung open and she collided with Rian on the threshold. “Oh!” escaped from lips as her heart filled. She couldn’t believe how happy she was to see him. “You’re still here.”
“Of course I’m still here,” he said, obviously surprised by her reaction. “Did you think I would leave?” When he saw that she did, he frowned and then took her into his arms. “We’ve made love Alyssa, but love, the kind of love that you asked for, is greater than a single night.” He lifted her chin with his fingertips and kissed her lightly on the lips. “I intend to fulfill your entire wish.”
“But love,” she asked tentatively, “is not something that ever stops.” She held her breath, waiting, hoping for his answer.
“No, it doesn’t,” he said, smiling down at her.
Alyssa let out her breath in a long, content sigh and snuggled into his warm embrace.
About the Author
World-renowned neurosurgeon, jet-fighter pilot, secret member of American royalty, seducer of legions of beautiful, outrageously sexy angels and demons and vampires and werewolves and the occasional pirate, Lisa Fox has done it all…in her own mind. In reality, she can generally be found at her desk with a cup of coffee close at hand. Or maybe a martini. It really depends on the day.
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