The cold night air felt fresh. I chatted uber to take me home.
i rushed into the car before the driver had time to change his mind, for I saw the fearful expression on his face when he saw the blood on my suit and white long sleeves shirt.
"don't worry its not mind, I had to help an injured friend," I tried with a warm smile, and tip him right away, as we sped away.
I arrived in time to see Ruby turning her car on the drive way to exit the yard. I position my self right infront of the car.
On seeing the blood on my shirt and assuming is mine, she connect with me telepathically… "oh lord, what happen spooky."
"its not me is nebulous. but I came for you, please can we talk inside."
She stepped out of the car and look at me with a question mark on her face. not giving her anytime to think, I close in on her, and took her by the lips.
She claw at me to break free but I held on to her. "stop Spooky. I am dangerous to you right now…".
"yes, I know ruby. You are turning and that's why you are running away from me," I said and bite on her lips, tasting her blood.
Her eyes sprang alive in a yellow glow, along with her fangs. Her awaking perfume smell told me she is wildly aroused.
"yes ruby, I came back to give you to my free offering,"
We got to the door, open and got into the room in the zest of heated passion. We fell on the floor clawing and tearing clothes.
This is what was giving us trouble, we did starved ourselves from this very act, when this is all we have, all we have ever known.
Each other, my flesh inside her flesh, locking us in this madness, our covetous lascivious madness.
"I feel like biting you spooky…".
"go ahead babe… that's why came back. we have to do it, our very life's depend on it…". she was wreathing under me in our copulating dance.
I found her warmth, and softness, quite overpowering as she took me deeper and deeper in her core.
She sinks her fangs deep on my left breast, so that the nipple stood in-between the fangs as she laps on it with her slick tongue, as she drinks from me.
The influx of pain and bliss, create a powerful ecstatic wave that got me spilling my seed into her as her own orgasm rock our bodies.
We lay like that on the floor of the hall, still joined amidst the shredded bloody clothes on the floor. I felt another wave of pain as her fangs ease from my flesh.
"I can't believe I.....".
"it was not you ruby. You were turning into a panther for life." "it's all clear to me now. I saw your first sacrifice to Makilla in those caves…"
"yes ruby, no amount of telling could've conjure the picture to you in detail. Now we have work to do. We have to rush back to wodmax to save Nebulous and Berge…"
"no you two are not going anywhere….". "and how glad we are to meet you in such festive mode. Ah, there is going to be a banquet then." D'mick and Mike looked at each other and laughed menacingly.
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weakness in my bones after the loss of blood. Feverish in my in being after the loss of semen.
Like a squeeze orange deprived of all juice I lay on the floor, joined and throbbing within her warmth, recharging my chi.
The sight of the two Lycan brothers in my home infuriated and boosted my energy in ways I didn't understand.
"slow now, any silly move, and we will make it all the more painful. There is nowhere to escape. We have our men all over the yard," D'mick said brandishing his gun at Ruby, while Mike pointed his gun at my heard.
"this is not about her. Let her go upstairs, to at least put something on. While we three handle this between us, like we did the last time at the club," I tried to draw the attention of the brothers solely on me.
"oh, that reminds me… will someone bring me the baseball bat," he called out on top of his voice and a bulky hairless man came into the room with an iron bar fashion into a shining baseball bat.
The horror of the bat lies in its gleaming beauty.
It landed on my knee with the force of perhaps an astroid, snapping and shifting bones.
the groan that escaped my mouth was loud and subconscious.
The pain shot through my spine into my heart and brain.
Ruby's movement was agile and foggy when she slices bulky guy at the jugular with her claws, leaving a gashing bloody wound.
The man died before landing on me as guns went off. I heard another thud on the floor, but the weight of the dead man pressed the air out of me and blocked my view. I only pray it's not Ruby.
I pushed the dead man away from me palpating in the effort as I try to gather my bearings, reflexes.
Mike was down on a pool of blood with tongue protruding, and eyes staring into nothingness.
D'mick and ruby trapped each other by the door, in a death grip, yellow eyes boring into yellow eyes, fangs matching fangs, claws locking claws.
Both were already bleeding from several slashes on the body. They fought with beastie ferocity.