Her body was shaking in the aftermath of the pleasure he had given her. His body sank into hers and she revelled in the feeling of his weight on her. He groaned and grabbed her body and quickly flipped onto his back pulling her with him to lay on top of him while pulling out of her. She laid her head on his chest and tried to recover her breathing.
"Are you okay?" He finally broke the silence, his deep voice vibrating her ear laying over his chest.
She chuckled. "You've already asked me that, repeatedly."
"I'm serious, Elizabeth. I'm sorry, I -"
"I'm not, John." She sighed. Thankfully he didn't insist on continuing his apology. She didn't know how, nor did she wish to explain the tumultuous emotions that had been happening within her throughout the day. She wasn't sure what she thought about John Davis, but she did know how she felt about him. Hearing his voice after a day of being physically and emotionally drained made her feel a warmth in her chest tha
Surprisingly they both slept soundly, jolted from their slumber by the unlatching of the heavy cell door. John tensed his arm around her and relaxed when Gerald came into the cell, closing the door behind him. He arched an eyebrow in their direction but didn't speak of them lying together indecently. Elizabeth sat up and scooted to the edge of the table quickly, her legs dangling down over the edge. John sighed in annoyance at the interruption as he got up off the table slowly, feeling very stiff from the cramped sleeping position. At the loss of John's body heat she noticed that the temperature had dropped drastically overnight, the heat wave finally having passed. She pulled the thin blanket, still warm from their body heat, around her shoulders."I hate to bear bad news, lass, but today we go swimming." Gerald snarled in disgust at the suggestion that had clearly been the minister's."What does that entail?" She asked as John clenched his jaw and went still.
"Just breathe, Elizabeth" John said as soon as they were out of earshot, he looked down at her with concern, the harsh look from the river had melted completely."Will they believe me now?" Her voice came out as a barely perceptive croak, it burned her throat to speak. She sincerely hoped that nearly drowning would be worth something to this corrupt town she'd found herself in."I'm not certain." He answered sadly.She nuzzled her head into his broad chest, closing her eyes, as he quickly walked her back to her cell. When she opened her eyes she realized she'd dozed off in his arms. They were in a cell, but it wasn't the original one that they'd spent the night in. This one had a fireplace and it was blazing high as John fed it. Her whole body, which she'd been sure would never be warm again, finally began to thaw as she sat on his lap in front of the fire. He took the damp, cold blanket from her shoulders and pulled the edge of the saturated shift to remove it
The progress was slow. Alicia had become used to the pace but it was still bothersome. She had already scoured through her spellbooks twice already but maybe it was time to look for a third time. There were countless wonders she could accomplish with her magic but something as mundane as moving a pile of dirt wasn't one of them. All she wanted to do was plunder the treasures from the crypt and be done with it. It seemed like such a trivial task but it wasn't the sort of work that her magic was made for. Potions, charms, and illusions, yes, manual labor no.It had been a simple thing for the witch to enchant this part of the graveyard and to keep the people from the town from coming near while the word was done. It had been just as easy for her to link a pocket dimension back to her cottage so she could keep her home nearby. When it came to moving dirt though the only thing that would do was manual labor. Not hers, of course, Alicia couldn't even recall the last time she had r
“What is the point of dredging up all the memories?” asked Camilla. She looked calm enough but she was more than enough upset to understand that she had not been a nice person in her past lives and had hated and tortured and the Priestess looked at her and smiled.“You are the one with the power of death in your hands. You have killed, you have judged, you have hated people and made them hate you. I am just trying to show you that all this darkness that lurks in you does not come in for no reason. There is a reason for it and that it is only because of all that you have done. Things may have happened to you in this life, all the bad things and evil things maybe but your soul is the old one, the same one which has done all the bad things. Finally it has caught up with you in this life. All this lingering darkness inside you, they are here for a reason Camilla and I think that you are supposed to use that darkness for a reason and purpose.”&ldquo
The husk's cock invaded deeper into her. It felt like it was taking minutes to push into her, but in reality, it was only a matter of seconds. The cold hands tightened around her trapping her and leaving her at the hordes' mercy. The cock sunk into her, splitting her full asscheeks. The creature worked inside deeper and deeper into her, making her cry out even louder. He felt impossibly big inside of her, she couldn't imagine a cock as big as his even fitting inside of her, but somehow it did.Then his hips smacked against her ass and he was inside of her completely. Both husks were buried in her up to their balls. Even the husk with his cock down her throat pulled her in close. The feeling was otherworldly, Alicia felt completely filled up. It took her a few moments to adjust to the new feeling but when she finally did it felt amazing. She couldn't believe how good it felt. The three cocks were impossibly deep in her, it was perfect.As one the husks began to pump the
"Prodigious birth of love it is to me, that I should love a loathed enemy"~ William Shakespeare, "Romeo & Juliet", act I, scene V******"I'm hungry."The black-haired boy stopped walking, and looked at his female companion."I reeeaaaally need something to eat," Lucy complained.Justin sighed."Fine. Where?"She looked towards a dark alleyway."That looks promising."Lucy ran into the alley, Justin slowly following. Lucy crouched on the side of a few trashcans, sniffing deeply. With a swift, cat-like motion, her arm shot out into the space between the cans. Lucy stood up, grinning. In her hand she held a large, struggling rat."Sorry, little buddy. You're out of luck tonight."Justin turned away with a disgusted grimace as she sank her teeth into the animal."Yuch," he said. "I'll never get used to that.""A girl's gotta eat," Lucy laughed, completely unembarrassed, and dropped the
Ean was stretched out on the bed in his room, staring absent-mindedly into the ceiling. For the first time in decades, his thoughts were not in order. A face was haunting them; a face with adorably messy black hair that fell over a pale forehead, and large eyes that were so light, yet so deep. And a name... Justin.A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts."Come in," he said without getting up.Codie entered; as always when she was alone with her son, she dropped her stern mask, and allowed her mouth to curve into a warm smile. She rolled his computer chair up next to the bed and sat down."I've explained to everybody that we are to avoid getting into fights with the Petulac.""Mmhm..."She looked at her son, forever twenty years old. She knew exactly what he was thinking. She hadn't shown it, but she'd seen him staring at Justin."I wonder who that human boy was that they had with them. It didn't seem like he was their prey. It's
"I'm sorry," Ean said gently. "I didn't mean to scare you.""It's... you," Justin said weakly.Ean smiled.A million different emotions began taking hold of Justin, among which fear, confusion and happiness were dominant. He began glancing around, afraid that someone from the mansion would discover them."Why are you here?" he asked. "If they find you here they'll kill you."Ean sat down next to him."Are you going to call them?"Justin vigorously shook his head, then fell off the bench in surprise as Ean disappeared from his place on the right side of the bench, then reappeared on the left."Again, I'm sorry," Ean said, concealing a grin as he helped Justin up. "But as you can see, I'm exceptionally fast and quiet, even for a vampire. It's my specialty.""I see," Justin said weakly as he leaned back on the bench.He looked at Ean. He was even more beautiful up close; that wild, brownish-red hair, those dark eyes.