Chapter 6

I ran to my bedroom to clean up and fetch fresh panties for the second time that day.  When I entered the room, I was shocked to find Angela stretched out on the sofa in the sitting area.

“What is it about you that men can’t resist?” she asked without looking at me.

“Why are you in my room?  That’s a bit invasive, isn’t it?” I asked as I went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me.

“Cleaning up after your little love tryst?” she bellowed.

I scowled.  That kiss he’d given me had made a mess of my panties.  I needed fresh ones, but if I grabbed a pair in front of her, it would be like a confession of guilt. 

My mind whirled over what to do.

I decided to start a bath.  As the water filled in the tub, I stuck my head out of the door and said, “Max is taking me out to dinner.  If you don’t mind, I need to get ready.”

“I thought you said that you wanted to catch up?” she snarled.

“I didn’t realize the time,” I lied.  “I’m sorry.  We can catch up later or tomorrow, depending on where Max takes me.”  I gave her a false smile.  “Be sure to close my bedroom door behind you.  I’d hate to come out of the bathroom to find myself on display to passersby.”

“The only passerby would be Evan and he’s already seen and, I’m guessing enjoyed, all that you have to offer,” she hissed as she stormed from the room; slamming the door behind her.

I leaned my back against the bathroom door and moaned, “What am I doing?”

I knew that I was living dangerously being under the same roof with Evan.  I don’t know why I thought that marrying Max would put that barrier between us that I needed in order to resist him.

I pulled off my clothes, pinned up my hair, and carefully lowered myself into the lavender scented bath.  Closing my eyes, I sank deep into the water as I eagerly awaited the tension of the day being removed.

“Damn, you’re sexy,” said the discarnate voice just as the water swirled around me.

I looked down to see my nipples being manipulated in a way that was incredibly arousing.  I whimpered for it to leave me alone, but found that I was at its mercy.  My legs were pushed open and a light, tantalizing pressure teased my sensitive nub.   I fought the orgasm that was welling up inside of me as I begged to be left alone.

When I could stand no more, I screamed a blood curdling scream that I was sure could be heard throughout the house.  Only then did the incubus stop what it was doing and, I hoped, left.

I hadn’t locked the doors so it was easy for Evan to fly into the bathroom in response to my scream. 

“It was here!” I cried as I stood up and allowed the bubbles to slide down my body.

He grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped my nakedness before lifting me from the tub.  Moments later, Max was standing in the doorway.

“What’s this?” Max roared.

“It’s not what you think,” Evan said as he set me on the floor.  “I heard her screaming.”

“The whole house heard her screaming,” Angela spat as she stood behind Max. 

“What’s with the dramatics?   Weren’t you getting enough attention?”

“That’s enough, Angela,” Evan barked as he propped me up against Max and stormed out.

I could feel my husband ‘s body harden as I leaned into him.  “You’re getting me wet.”

I pulled away in surprise.  “Something was in here with me.  A ghost.  Where’s Megan?”

“She’s not here,” he snipped as he turned and went into the bedroom.

“I was getting ready for dinner,” I said, warily. 

I noticed a definite change in his attitude

since our little interlude on the logging road.  It was more like the one he had that morning when he’d taken me so cruelly.

“Come here,” he snipped.  When I stood before him, he said with a face as twisted as his voice, “Why were you on that logging road with Evan?”

If Angela had been there at that moment, I would have cut her vampire heart right out of her chest.

“We went to talk.  It was the closest place that I could think of,” I said.  “When we’re at dinner, I’ll tell you all about it.”

“Talk, you say?  Is that why you weren’t wearing any underpants?” he growled.

I swore to myself that I’d find a way to get back at Angela for her cruel meddling.  If there was ever a test of our friendship, this had been it.  She’d failed, miserably.  Megan’s words of warning couldn’t have been more fitting.

“That thing.  Megan says that it’s an incubus.  I was getting dressed and it scared me so I ran out of the room.  I put the panties under me in the car.  I couldn’t very well tell Evan that I wasn’t wearing them, could I?” I said, defensively.

He yanked the towel from my body and pulled me to him.  His mouth wrapped around my nipple while his hand groped deep between my crotch.  His actions were harsh and painful.  I literally took my hands and encased my oversized breast with them as I tried to pry it free from his mouth, but he bit down to stop me.

My legs buckled from the pain.  I would have fallen to the floor if he hadn’t had his hand deep inside my crotch so that, when my legs buckled, my weight was supported by his powerful arm.

He stood up and carried me to the bed.  Shoving me face down onto the mattress, he held me in place while he released his manhood and then took me with a cruel force that I just didn’t think him capable of.

“Max, is that you doing this?” I wailed as he trust so deep into me that I felt as if I was going to split in half. “Please, Max. Stop.”

“I’m the only one who will ever enjoy you like this.  Evan may be a vampire, but I’ll find a way to kill him if I hear any more reports about the two of you in the woods without your panties on,” he said, his words keeping time to his thrusts.

“Max,” I moaned before he leaned over me and put his weight on my shoulders as he released his passion.  His action caused my face to be buried deep into the coverlet and my breathing to be compromised.

He laid his entire body weight on top of me while he remained inside of me.  I felt claustrophobic and panicked over the very real possibility of suffocation.

I’d expected him to get off of me and leave the room, like he’d done just hours earlier, but, instead, he began to move inside of me again.  He grabbed me by the waist and propped me onto my hands and knees while he stood on the floor next to the bed and took me once more.  His hands bruised my breasts as he held tight while thrusting wildly until he’d released once again.

I said nothing as I lay in the fetal position and listened to him move around the room while he cleaned up and got out of his sheriff’s uniform.  

When he left the room, the disembodied voice said, “That was wild.  I just might use him again with you,” before its laugh echoed off the walls and slowly faded away.

I cried like a baby.  Not just because of what Max had done to me, but because that creature had admitted to using Max to do it.  As long as we stayed in that house, we’d be at the mercy of those cruel and powerful entities.  I felt a desperate panic at the thought.

Evan tapped, lightly, on the door.  “Vickie,” he whispered.  “Are you alright?”

“Go away,” I cried with a tearful and trembling voice.

“I won’t until I’m sure that you’re okay,” he said, firmly.

“Max will kill you if you come near me again,” I cried as I curled up into an even tighter ball.

The door flew open and Evan rushed to the bed. “Gawd, what has he done?”

“It was the incubus.  He said that he would use Max again,” I wailed as I rolled over and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Screw this,” he said as he swept me into his arms and took me up to his apartment.

“I’m naked, Evan,” I protested.

“I see that,” he said as he pushed his door opened with his foot and took me into his bedroom.

When he set me down on the bed, he sat next to me and held me close.  “I can’t stand what’s happening, but I’m at a loss over what to do.  I make it my policy not to get involved with domestic affairs.”

“We need to get the spirits out of the house,” I said as I sat, completely naked,

next to him and wiped at the tears that flooded my cheeks.  “I don’t recognize Max whenever he’s in this house.”

“Is he different when he’s away from it?” he asked.

“He was himself when I met up with him while Megan and I were walking.  He said he wanted to take me to dinner.  Then, he came home and Angela told him about finding us on the logging road and that I wasn’t wearing panties and he went all crazy.”

“I know it was innocent, but most men would go a bit crazy to hear something like that.  What makes you think that it was the incubus controlling him?” he asked with concern.  “It might just have been his rage.”

“Because, it said that it enjoyed it and it would use him again.  Besides, even in a rage, I can’t imagine him taking me in such a brutal way,” I whimpered.

“Did he hurt you?” he asked in a soft and caring voice.  When I nodded, he said, “Bastard.”

I leaned into his shoulder.  “I need to clean myself up.”

He jumped up, as if noticing for the first time how truly naked I was, and nervously showed me the bathroom.  I cleaned myself up and, seeing his robe hanging on a hook near the door, I put it on.  It was huge on me, but at least it was something to appease my modesty.

When I emerged from the bathroom, he chuckled at the sight of me in his robe, but said nothing.  Instead, he pulled the blankets back on his bed and ordered me into it.  He was adamant that no one was coming near me until that incubus was out of the house and Max was no longer a brutal danger to me.

I whimpered a bit more for the loss of the perfect husband that I’d enjoyed – both before we wed and then on our honeymoon – before drifting off into a deep, blissful sleep.

When I awoke, Megan was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Where were you?” I managed to get out of my overly dry mouth. “I need a drink.”

Evan produced a glass of water.  He handed it to me and then receded to the far side of the room, where he stood, quietly, against the wall.

“It was crazy,” Megan said with the shake

of her head.  “I was walking and then, out of the blue, I had no idea where I was.    Wolf Junction basically disappeared and I was on the top of the mountain in the forest without a clue of where I was or how I’d gotten there.  My mind was so muddled that I couldn’t think of any magic to help me.  I just wandered about until I came across a road and someone gave me a lift.”

“You hitch hiked?” I gasped.  “That’s so dangerous.”

 “That bitch of a witch has stretched her reach from the house.  Something has to be done and soon,” she growled.   Then, after placing her hand on my forehead and checking its warmth, she added, “Evan told me what happened.  Angela needs to go, as does that incubus.  I agree with him.  You need to stay here for now.  He won’t let anyone near you and that incubus won’t touch you with him around.”

“It took possession of Max and did those things to me using Max’s body,” I said with panic. 

“Evan isn’t Max.  Max is weakened because of Melissa.  It won’t get to Evan,” she assured me.  “Stay with him until I can figure this out.”

“I want to leave this house,” I said.

“I’ll take you wherever you want to go,” Evan said, “but I’m still not leaving you alone.  You’re stuck with me until that incubus is dealt with.”

“I need clothes,” I said.

Megan looked at Evan accusingly, but said nothing as she went to pack a small

bag for me.  When she returned, Evan checked the house for Max’s location and then snuck me out of the house on the opposite end. He didn’t want to hurt Max – and as a vampire, he easily could – but he didn’t want Max hurting me either.

As we pulled out of the driveway and headed for the local motel, I looked at Evan and said in all seriousness, “You won’t freak out and bite me again, will you?”

He closed his eyes while a look of regret consumed him.  “Never again.”