Sighing to herself as she settled into the rough bed of hay and goose feathers, she closed her eyes and began to drift off. Again, she dreamed of him. Only this time it wasn't like her usual dream where they went to the fields to eat the packed lunch she had made where they would talk and talk. This time she was laying in her own bed. Only they were alone and the room was dark.
Aithusa set off in the general direction that she thought Adrian was heading towards. He had only told her of some landmarks that he'd seen when traveling, and she'd only seemed to remember the next town over was called Naria. 'Seems like a good guess as ever' she thought to herself and headed to where she remembered it to be on the map. East.Passing clusters of trees and woods, the walk seemed peaceful. She had what she owned in a pack hanging over her shoulder which was mainly some of her dresses and a pair or two of her father's old trousers, cash that she's saved up since she was old enough to do the occasional job around the market place. As well as the basic needs. But the further into the woods
They lead her inside and called for the doctor that was indeed staying there. After checking her out in the best way the doctor could, he shrugged. "I don't know miss. You seem healthy as a fine horse. I don't see why anything should be wrong with you. But I would get some rest, perhaps it is just fatigue. Put some of this ointment on your pretty little feet so they don't become stiff like those laddies over there." He nodded to the two gentlemen that helped her."Thank you, Doctor." Aithusa said, leaning back in her seat. "How much.." She was beginning to ask when he held up his hand. "Don't trouble yourself sweeting. The guys took care of your bill. You just rest." She blinked at him in a sort of shock. "Thank you." She repeated and smiled at the guys as they approached. "We are glad you aren't ill, m'lady. But we booked you a room and have a bath sent up
Griping tightly he lifted his head and smiled. "Open your pretty little mouth." He said and she slowly complied. He lowered her to his manhood, pushing himself into her mouth. "Suck me." He ordered. Tentatively, she began go suckle softly. It was foreign to her as her tongue rolled around his manhood the smoothness of his manhood. He pulled her head back roughly, by pulling her hair the pushing himself once more into her mouth only deeper. Still she suckled on him, gasping for air only when he went too deep.Already she could feel a strange tingle in her belly, much like what she felt when Adrian visited her. And soon, he didn't have to guide her mouth on him and she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth and even down her throat. Her warm tongue caressing his heated flesh. She groaned around him as she moved her head back and forth on him and he petted
It wasn't until she could feel another hardness that she seemed to pause."W..What?" She gasped out.Tugging her hair once more, William pulled her head down into a deep kiss, as Michael thrust his damn manhood, from her mouth into her rear.Oh, she was tight. Her rear squeezed so tightly that it tried to expel him from her but after a few thrusts and a bit of help from the pre his manhood was leaking he was able to thrust against her easier. William groaned as the pressure as her pussy tightened even more, if possible, around him and they began to thrust. One thrusting in as the other withdrew.From the bouncing, Aithusa couldn't help but whimper and moan lowly as
It stood opposite him, across a stone table with a dip in the center where a scene had been conjured in some sort of silver liquid. Two monks were traveling along the road together, one older, grizzled... a veteran of many years. The other was younger, just eighteen winters with a soft creamy complexion and light brown curly hair. He waved his hand over the pool of silver liquid and the image focused on the boy.
Well you never would have thought, Irvine Linaker thought, staring at the innocuous redbrick building. He paid the taxi driver, waited until the man drove off and then walked up to the corner entrance.This was a nice neighbourhood. Further down the street he saw people, mainly old blood socialites, queuing up outside the Colonial Theatre. Looking the other way he saw the respectable stone façade of the Downington Hotel.Linaker walked up a short flight of stone stairs and pressed a buzzer. A weather-beaten gargoyle looked down on him with a disapproving gaze."K.T. Exotics, how may I help you?" a voice crackled back at him, the sultry tones still clear despite the distortio
The girl's lips spread wide in a smile and she kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I'm sorry honey. I'm already booked. Maybe next time.""You could always pop by and join us later once you're finished," Linaker smiled, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "I can make it worth your while.""I think you'll be kept more than occupied as it is," the blonde laughed. She blew him a kiss before leaving him alone in the room.More than occupied, Linaker thought as he unbuttoned his shirt. What did she mean by that? Two girls? Three girls? Or maybe one little firecracker to really get his rocks off?Linaker was impressed. He'd heard Koontz had a reputation for greasing palms, but this club was something else. The room, especially the bed, looked extremely opulent. The girls he'd seen so far had all been stunningly beautiful. Koontz sure
And the covering. What kind of material was it? It stretched to cover her skin so perfectly it looked like she'd been painted with a thin sheen of black oil.How did it wrap around her arms like that?Best not to think about it, Linaker thought. Why spoil the magic. He smiled with delight as the swellings of her breasts came into view. The rubber stretched tightly over them and Linaker could see the points of her erect nipples pushing out against the material."That's some entrance," he said.The girl's full lips twisted up in a smile.Linaker couldn't get over how skin-tight her rubber costume was. It had to be a costume, he realised. There must have been a trick to how the bed opened up; deceiving his eyes into thinking she was pushing through the surface. Her costume clung so tightly to her body it actually loo
Purple flames appeared atop a snowy mountain, flaring for a brief moment, leaving Darren standing alone on a mountaintop, surging with energy, he directed his energy outwards, hurling explosive fireballs at surrounding mountains, watching avalanches cascading down their slopes. He screamed at the sky like a rabid monster, the very mountain shook with his anger, before he collapsed on his rear.There he sat, on top of the world, nobody around for miles, and cried. He cried for Hannabelle, he cried for his inability to control his emotions, he cried for his confusion on how to deal with her. Since the moment he saw her face, he knew she would be trouble, but he just couldn't help himself, one hundred years ago he'
"Sorry," she said quickly, turning to leave.
"Fuck fuck fuck Fucking FUCK!" Darren cursed as he sipped his scotch, "why don't I just kill her and take her soul? I don't fucking know! Of course that would be the easiest solution, hell, if some fucking demon gets a hold of her, me killing her would be a fucking mercy!"Darren for all his power and wisdom, couldn't help but yell and rage at himself while pacing around his room. Hurling his glass at the wall, he was unsatisfied even as the glass obliterated into the tiniest of shards. He threw himself back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling, reaching out he managed to feel for the bottle of scotch he'd set out and bringing it to his lips he chugged down half the bottle."She's nothing lik
"Hannabelle?..." said a cool, calming voice, "Hannabelle... You need to wake up."
Aithusa's POVI'm confused.
“Are you still planning on telling me that your name is Georgina?” asked Jared as they both went inside.“It is the name that I go by now. I am not going to tell you anything more than you need to know,” said Aithusa while she went inside her room and closed the door with a slam. Why she was angry she herself had no idea but she knew that he had left her all alone and now she had to deal with the fact that they might be never each other’s again.“I did not know it was you, Thusa…” Jared said softly. Aithusa was undressing and changing her cloths inside and she suddenly stopped. Her hands stopped moving and she had to sit down on the bed. She was silent. He knew it was her and she had not known all this time. This was the reason that she had come back. That she had signed the deal. That she had made sure that she would have to live for an eternity.
She moaned, rolling over onto her back. A fine sheen of sweat made her pale skin glisten like silver in the shafts of moonlight that filtered through the blinds. She kicked the sheets downward until her shapely legs and feet were uncovered. Her nightgown was still hiked up to her hips, and since she never wore panties to bed, her wet sex was exposed to the light breeze from the ceiling fan overhead.
Demon Imp’s POVI had been feeling feverish and achy for the better part of a week before I decided I was sick. Until then, I had convinced myself that I was merely tired, that I was feeling the accumulated stress of what had been a bad year. Not only was summer the most demanding season of my sales job, but I had also gone through a divorce. I thought I had taken the season and my wife's absence well; my body suggested otherwise and was now sticking me with a bug to prove it.
Aithusa’s POVPulling his cock out he removed the dildo and untied me looking at him I could see that his cock had grown stiff again God this is not a man he is an animal he told me to turn over and get on all fours! I am right he is an animal now he wants it doggy style but I am not going to turn it down like I said it has been a long time since I had a fuck so I going to take all the cock he can give,