Celeste:
Pinning him down, my wolf was screaming at me to take him and to take him now. Sitting down on top of him, he ripped off my clothes. My trembling fingers ripped off his clothes, his hands sliding down my naked body. All of my nerves screamed out for his touch, the gentleness making me want to return the love to him. Kissing his lips sensually, he flipped me over. His hair hung over his eyes, a devious grin on his face. Tracing his fingers down my stomach, his head was in between my legs. Twirling his tongue around my clit, he slid his fingers into me. Syncing to the same rhythm, loud moans tumbled from my lips. Scarlet burned my cheeks, my fingers grabbing his hair. Writhing under his spell, it felt so good. Whimpering, it was getting harder to contain myself.
"Novi!" I cried out, gripping the sheets as I came. Cocking his brow, he licked his fingers. Crawling on top of me, his lips brushed every inch of my skin. His hot breath bathed my neck, his next words making me shiver.
"I am going to have to punish you for cumming too early, Celly." He growled huskily in my ear, nibbling on my ear lobe. "Now flip over, and wag your ass like a good girl." Well, that went from gentle to rough real quick. Flipping over, my elbows resting on the bed with my ass wagging in the air.
"Yes, Master." I moaned lustfully, his hands caressing my round cheeks. "Make me your slave." Why was my wolf forcing me to submit to him so easily? Scarlet rose to my cheeks, being submissive turned me on more than before. Gripping the sheets, he slid his thick girth into me. Leaning close to my ears, his lips sucked on my neck. Why did this feel so good? Why did I want to him to cover me with all of the hickeys he wanted? Mark me master, I thought in my head.
"Call me master every single time from now on." He whispered gruffly in my ears, shivers of pleasure running up my spine. My breath hitched as he bucked his hips roughly. Grinding my hips into his, moans of ecstasy flooding from his lips. My walls gripped his girth, flipping me over. Lifting me into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist. Grabbing my hips, he lifted me up and down. Unable to resist, my arms wrapped around his neck.
"The slave would like to entertain the master now." I whispered sensually in his ears, a tender blush rising to his cheeks. "So please lay down." Crashing onto the bed, both of us sat awkwardly on top of each other. Clearing his throat, a devilish grin darkened his face. The next words made my wolf howl with joy, evil laughter erupting from his lips.
"Please service your master." He begged gently, running his hands up my thigh. Bowing my head, my fangs bit my bottom lip. Sliding onto his thick girth, swaying my hips to the rhythm in my head. Why did this situation turn me on so much? The more I thought about it, my hips were grinding faster. Going harder, his hands grabbed my hips.
"Celly, slow down or I will cum soon." He begged desperately, holding my hips down. "I want this moment to last longer." Furrowing my brows, my inner wolf yipped for me to continue. Ignoring his words, I flipped him over me. His breath hitched, his eyes watching my fingers swirl around my clit. Touching myself felt freeing, his reaction making it worth the pleasure.
"I am just so horny, master." I groaned lustfully, twirling my fingers faster. "Please dominate me, and tell me how bad of a girl I am." Fluttering my eyelashes, crawling on top of me. His teeth nibbled on my ear, his fingers tracing every inch of me. Cupping my hand, his fingers joined mine.
"I believe I want to see you make yourself cum, you dirty girl." He ordered roughly, matching my speed. Gasps poured from my lips, him stopping before I could finish. Grabbing me by the ankles, he slammed them on his shoulder. Jamming himself in, the word master flowing from my lips with every pump. Pausing for a minute, he slid my legs down. Running his hand slowly up my legs, he stopped at my ample breasts. Squeezing them roughly, his sweet lips wrapped around my nipples. Sucking in a random rhythm, his other hand rested on my bump. Riding me, both of us moaned loud enough for the whole town to hear. Releasing his lips, he clutched me close to his chest. Our fangs grazed each other's neck, the sound of his skin popping made my skin tingle. Drinking a bit of each other's blood, both of us gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. Our hips danced to the same rhythm, both of us chasing down our climax. Holding my hips down, he throbbed three times releasing his seed. Collapsing next to each other, our chests puffed up and down.
"You are amazing." I sighed deeply, glancing over at him. Sweat dripped off of our skin, him pulling me onto his broad chest. "You smell so good." My inner wolf wagged her tail, my golden eyes meeting his. Chuckling to himself, him winking in my direction.
"I believe you are the amazing one, Celly." He proclaimed proudly, his finger playing with my hair. "So how about we just lay here all d-" A sharp knock snapped us out of our post sex haze, Thomas poking his head in. Covering us up real quick, he came in here with his hands crossed. My mother shoved her way in, embarrassment burning our cheeks.
"Jesus christ, mom!" Novi cried out, pulling the cover over my head. "You could have waited downstairs." Biting her tongue, the urge to wave her finger at me was growing within her. Her petite body bounced around, her gray pencil skirt telling me that she had a plan in mind. Already knowing her next words, her lips pressed into a thin line.
"I am taking you out for a girls day." She announced cheerfully, hopping up and down one last time. "Tammy is coming too, so get dressed or whatever. Wear something nice. That is all I am saying." Skipping out of the room, her curls bounced around her face. Hopping into the shower real quick, Novi sat on the bed. The warm water cascaded over me, the shampoo bubbles sliding over my curves. Resting my hands on my baby bump, Novi came in with a navy lace rockabilly dress and a black lace bra. Turning off the water, he passed me a towel. Drying myself off, most of me wanted to just stay home in his arms.
"Why does your mother insist on taking me out all of the time?" I whined tiredly, rubbing the back of my neck. "I just want to hide away forever, and never let anyone see me ever again." Chuckling to himself, he hung the outfit on the door. Wrapping his arms around my waist, his lips kissed mine hungrily. My heart fluttered, wishing for him to never let me go.
"You would never leave the house if it were up to you." He joked lightly, spinning me around. "Besides, I need to catch up on a lot of work. I think my mother loves you more than me. I am going to get into the shower, and you are going to have some fun. Also put in your request for dinner, and I will make it. You have ten seconds. Ten, n-" Clenching my fists, clammy sweat drenched my skin. I was horrible at making tiny useless decisions.
"Fried rice with shrimp!" I blurted out, his crooked grin making my heart flutter. "I would like shrimp fried rice with egg rolls." Smiling to himself, a tender blush rose to my cheek the moment he kissed my forehead. Clutching me close to his chest, his woodsy scent made my wolf howl in joy.
"Okay." He uttered simply, tickling my ribs. "Your wish is my command." Laughter tumbled from my lips, him releasing me from his hold. Tossing my outfit on, Tammy waited with her makeup bag in her hands. Sitting me down on the bed, her graceful hands dusted a bunch of stuff on my face. Painting my lips, she passed me my only black purse. Braiding a couple pieces of my hair, she pinned them in the back of my head. Dragging me down the stairs, she tossed me a pair of simple black t-strap heels.
"You are going to stun everyone where we are going." She babbled happily, my nerves getting to the best of me. Honking her horn, mom waited outside for us to get into her car. Climbing into the back, Novi waved from our bedroom window. Tears welled up in my eyes, none of this feeling real. Trees flashed by us, the trees turning into a busy highway. Staring off into space, the two of them chatted in the front, my fingers gripping the handle of my black purse. Chilly air nipped at my skin, my fingernails digging into my skin. Releasing my purse, my fingernails scratched at my neck. Taking the next exit, her tires squealed to a stop in front of Lily's Garden of Tea. People sat drinking tea, Tammy smoothing out her rose cocktail dress. Slamming my hand down on my lap, it was beginning to get harder to breathe. Tammy dragged me in after his mother, a poor redheaded fellow dressed in a black Victorian suit. The gray vest hugged his slender chest, his nervous hands adjusting his tie.
"Welcome ladies, may I guide you to your table?" He offered kindly, guiding us to the table by the window. "I will be right back with the tea of the day." Scurrying off, something wasn't right. Glancing around no one had a reflection in their tea, my fingers playing with the hem of my dress. They were saying something to me, none of their words reaching my ears. Nodding along, it seemed to satisfy them. The poor boy came out with the tea, a bitter smell making my stomach flip.
"Can we leave?" I whispered softly in his mom's ear, her eyes narrowing. "The tea smells off." Tammy took a sip, her head crashing onto the table. My lips parted to ask her if his mother had taken a sip, her head crashing onto the table. Glancing around all of the other patrons looked up at us, their eyes glowing red. The blinds went down, hissing erupting around us. Shaking the both of them, they wouldn't wake up. Checking their pulse, at least they were still alive.
"Are you done looking around like an idiot?" A cold male voice asked darkly, snapping his fingers. A crystal chandelier flickered to life, reminiscent of the opening scene in the movie 'The Phantom of the Opera'. A slender tall white haired man with red eyes, his hands tugging on his purple velvet coat. Twirling his silky hair into a bun, he adjusted his white gloves.
"I don't suppose we can talk this out." I offered nervously, trying to buy time to run. "We don't have to fight. Maybe I can cut a deal w-" A simple white blade slammed onto the table, tea splashing my face. Golden energy swirled around my arm, dual curved blades spinning in my eager palms. Sparks drifted aimlessly, our blades clashing violently. Snapping his finger, he was gone. A hunter's mark sat on his neck, this fight wasn't even his fault. Popping up behind me, his blade nicked my arm. Slamming my elbow into his chest, his body collapsed into a heap. Snapping his fingers again, he was inches in front of me. Wrapping his fingers around my neck, my blades faded away. A single golden flame sputtered on my palm, my fingers pressing against the symbol on his neck. His grip loosened around my neck, my legs wrapping around his tiny waist. Howls of agony exploded from his lips, the mark burning away. His red eyes fluttered shut, the marble floor cracking as he crashed to the floor. Carrying him to a chair, my quaking fingers wrapped the chain around the chair. A couple of hours passed, the clock reading eleven o' clock. It was almost lunchtime, his coven all staring at me like a bunch of red eyed rats. Opening his eyes groggily, he struggled in his chair. Sitting down across from him, my chin rested on the back of the chair.
"The way you handle this will decide whether you live or die. So be smart about it for your sake." I warned icily, holding his simple white blade. "Do you want to help us fight against the hunters? If you say no, I will take my friends and go. Just know if you come after me, you will die. What do you choose?" Cocking his brow, a lump formed in his throat.
"What would I gain from helping you, you wet dog?" He growled through gritted teeth, the insult stinging just a bit. "What would stop you from killing me anyways?" A wicked grin dawned on my lips, laughter pouring from my lips. Sighing deeply, was this guy a bloody idiot?
"I would have killed you and your friends already." I grumbled irritably, his eyes rolling. "Like I said, you could just let me go with the promise of not coming after me. However if you do that, then you are on your own in the protection department. I promise to support you, and keep you guys safe." Novi's mother stirred, Tammy jerking awake. Shooting me a death glare, he flipped me off. Was this dick serious?
"I refuse on all of your terms." He declared proudly, a woman in a red sundress with long silky black hair slapping the back of his head. "Fine." The red eyed woman waved at me, skipping up to me. Pressing her painted lips into a thin line, she poked my face.
"Is my Benji giving you issues?" She chirped cheerfully, placing her hands behind her back. "My name is Amelia Smalliet, and he is my husband. We have been looking for a way out for a long time. Do you mind?" Taking my palm, it was taking everything for his mom and Tammy to hang back. Slicing my palm, she cut hers. Great, what was this freak doing now?
"Press our palms together, and a blood treaty will form." She informed me calmly, waiting for my bleeding palm. "If we do this, then we can defeat whoever our main enemy is." Ignoring the protest from Tammy, I pressed my palms against hers. Our blood swirled around our hands, a red and black ruby floating into our palms. Turning back towards Tammy and his mom, they both shook their heads. Getting out of my chair, I released him from his chains. Tucking the ruby in my pocket, he didn't bother to attack me. Standing to his feet, he shook my hand. What was with this sudden change?
"I look forward to working with you." He grumbled with frustration, Amelia pinching his ear. "Please let us call you Monday. Have a nice day." Smiling warmly at the two of them, my hand wrapped around the crystal handle on the door. Tammy and his mom followed after me, the sunshine feeling nice on my face.
"I need your keys." I commented tiredly, putting my hand out. "You are in no condition to drive." Reluctantly, she passed me her keys. Getting in the front, the engine roared to life as her head rested on my lap. Tammy slept in the back, the loud snores of his mother causing my head to throb. This was going to be a fun evening to explain to Novi.