The quiet surrounding them seemed deafening to her, unaccustomed as she was to the silence. She lay quietly beside him, allowing her breath to come slowly and evenly. The only other sound his steady breathing as he lay sleeping beside her. She slowly rose from their bed, gently rising so she wouldn�t wake him, pausing when he stirred. Silently she moved outside, removing her clothing, folding it neatly on the ground. She shivered slightly as a cool breeze caressed her skin, goosebumps raising under its touch. The moon cast its silver rays across her body as she stretched in the light, her back arching as she reached for the star-filled night.

She turned, looking at the water, watching as the light played across it. Slowly, she walked to the water�s edge, looking about her, deciding on the length of the swim.

She entered the water quickly, knowing the sudden coolness would take her breath away. Once accustomed to it, she began swimming, her arms breaking the stillness, reflecting the light cast from above. Treading water, she turned, glancing at how the scenery changed with the night. Laying back she relaxed, letting the water carry away any tension remaining. Kicking slowly, she started back to the shore, returning to him.

He had awakened when she rose, allowing her the solitude she sought, but watching over her safety. He went outside, sitting in the shadows after he heard the splash, wondering what she was doing in the cold water.

He watched as she glided through the water, smiling as she played. He had every intention of going back inside when she turned back, yet he was fascinated by the moonlight as it played across her body, caressing her in places where his hands longed to return.

She rose, the water lapping at her hips, a handful of sand dripping through her fingers. His breath caught as he watched her bathe, her hands rubbing the sand across her body. He watched silently, wondering if she would notice him, feeling as if he were watching a forbidden ritual.

She sank under the water, rinsing the sand from her hair and body, rising slowly, like the nymph she appeared to be. Carefully, she walked back to the shore, allowing the water to run across her body in small rivulets. She turned one last time towards the water, stretching upwards, drawing down the moon, allowing it�s light to surround her. She shivered again as she felt the breeze against her skin. Reaching for her clothes, she noticed him watching her. He rose from the shadows, striding purposefully towards her. As he reached her, he wrapped her in a blanket, pulling her into his arms.

�Don�t you know you could freeze out here?� he whispered against her forehead.

The smile was in her voice as she answered, �Not with you here.�

He laughed, �Will I always have to warm you?�

�Mmhmm�, her answer was muffled against his neck.

He picked her up, cradling her against him. He carried her back to their bed, laying her gently down, kneeling beside her.

Slowly, he unwrapped the blanket from her, kissing her lips gently.

He pulled back �You are cold� he stated.

She laughed softly, �I told you I was the Ice Princess.�

His laugh reverberated through the silence, �And I thought I had thawed you.�

�Evidently, not enough�, she smiled mischievously

His kiss silenced her. She hungrily returned it, their tongues entwining. His hands gently began brushing the remaining droplets of water from her skin, but his mouth soon took over. She sighed as his breath caressed her neck, her arms wrapping around him, holding him to her. He moved slowly down her neck, his tongue tasting the clean skin, his hands moving down her arms, feeling her curves.

His mouth lowered to her breast, engulfing the hardened nipple, teasing it slightly with his tongue. A small moan escaped her lips and he watched as she arched up to him. His hands continued moving across her, brushing the water from her stomach.

His hand moved lower as he moved from one breast to the other, licking in between, feeling her respond to him, watching as she surrendered. Her fingers wandered across his shoulders, kneading them, tugging at him. He returned to her lips, tasting them, his tongue scraping past her teeth as his fingers entered her, one knuckle at a time, feeling her passion raised.

Her fingers moved down his back, moving around to his belt buckle, tugging at it as his tongue played with hers. She pressed up to his hand, moving her hips invitingly as he captured her gasps in his mouth. He slid his fingers into her, feeling her wetness surround him. As she finished unbuttoning his pants, he rose slightly to remove them. She pushed them down over his hips, allowing her fingers to caress his thighs. Having removed them, he laid her back down, his fingers gliding into the welcoming warmth of her. His kiss was demanding as he positioned himself above her. Her arms wrapped around him as he slid easily into her, her knees bending to allow him in deeper. He entered her slowly, gauging her depth, sliding out of her, letting her readiness surround him.

As he entered her again, he drew her leg up, changing the pressure, feeling her adjust to accommodate the new sensation.

All she felt was the fire between them. She couldn�t remember being cold, not with this heat flaring as their skin met. She sighed, arching up to him, losing everything but the sensation of their oneness. He watched her face, knowing just when she was his. He increased the rhythm, feeling her tighten around him, inside her.

He reached under her, lifting her to him, again feeling her adjust to the change. Her hands were holding him tightly against her, pulling him deeper. Slowly, she arched up to him, meeting his thrusts, taking him in her completely.

He felt her give in, heard her quickened gasps as he thrust into her, feeling her tighten around him as her hips pushed up to him.

The heat exploded around her, she felt him moving in her as she succumbed to the waves passing between them. He met her thrusts, giving into the heat, feeling it spread between them. She was his right now, and always. He looked down at her, watching as the pleasure played across her face, the gasps coming from between her swollen lips as each wave passed between them. He rolled over before the last one, pulling her with him, again feeling her accommodate the change. He pulled her close, as she snuggled into his neck.

�You�re mine.� He whispered against her head.

She looked up at him, smiling as she caressed his face. Teasingly, she answered, �Of course.�