"This house is lovely Ben." She meant that, from the outside it had a rustic cabin in the woods feel to it. The hallway was magnificent with oak panelling throughout.
"Would you like a tour?"
"I would but not now, right now the only tour I want is one of you." What the hell was she saying? She was never that upfront with men, although judging by the change in his eye colour he seemed pretty happy with it.
"You got it, without a doubt I am on board with that." He stalked towards her, with a feral look on his face. It made him look even sexier than he normally did, as he pulled her to him and crushed her with a kiss she melted. With that he swept her up in his arms and proceeded up the stairs.
Just looking at her made him hard, he had wanted her from the first moment he met her. He knew she was his and he was hers, but he didn't know how to tell her. He was still kissing her when they reached the top of the stairs. He felt his body respond to her and get harder causing him to feel the painful restrictions in his jeans. He put her on the floor outside the bed room door, breaking the kiss only long enough to take her clothes off starting with her jeans and shoes. He bent to slide her sandals off, unbuttoning the jeans sliding the zip down, easing them down slowly, before stroking his hands down her thighs, then her calf's, ending at her feet. Her skin was so soft and he could smell her arousal, it was calling out to him. He stepped back to look at her, now left wearing only the corset top and a thong, she was heaven, and he wanted to explode.
"Hell you are stunning" He sighed as his wolf howled inside of him.
With that he pulled off his white t-shirt to reveal the most perfectly toned body. As he shucked off his jeans, she immediately noted that he was commando again. She looked past him noting his reflection from the mirror behind him.
"Turn around." She demanded with amazement in her voice.
Lucky was mesmerised as she touched his back. "It's gorgeous; it almost feels as though he is watching me!"
Spanning the whole of his back was a tattoo of a wolf, a stunning silver wolf with silver eyes. Lucky stroked down the length of the wolf, gasping as the wolf's eyes changed colour. Ben felt his erection jump in response.
"As our bodies change and develop, the wolf markings grow. It starts in adolescence and by the time the wolf is fully developed, the marking is fully formed. What's on my back is the wolf inside of me, when I shift the person goes inside of the wolf. It is part of who I am and the details in the markings change dependent on the mood of the wolf."
Coming up behind him, she kissed his back and again his erection jumped. She stroked his back again loving the reaction. "And how is your wolf feeling Ben?"
He knew how his wolf was feeling; right now his was letting out a low whine loving the sensations.
With that he spun to face her. "Almost as horny as the man, but not quite."
With that he backed her towards the bed. Falling backwards she climbed back on the bed, Ben stalked her until she was against the head board. Coming towards her she kissed him, as he stroked her breasts he could feel his wolf inside growling as he let rip with a groan. His erection strained to get inside her, as good as she looked in the underwear Ben needed her naked now. He pulled at the strings of the corset and it fell away, he couldn't wait and ripped through her underwear.
"Sorry I will buy you some more but I need you now. Jesus you smell so good, I want you now."
"So take me." Lucky was gasping, if he didn't do something soon she was certain that she would die.
"I wanted to savour this." Ben was kissing her neck while stroking her body; he moved his hand down, and inserted a finger into her wet heat. "Damn you're tight."
"Fuck Ben I can't wait, do it now hard and fast." That was all he needed. He slammed into her burying himself to the hilt. He felt Lucky climax immediately; he took a breath to steady himself. Moving out almost to the end he slammed back into her. As she tightened around him, he continued to move in and out, he had a grip on himself now, felt a little bit of control as he moved them towards heaven.
Ben slowed the thrusts taking the time to savour her. Moving his hand between them, he pushed against her, stroking her as she came a second time, this time with a squeal. As he continued slamming her hard, he too was coming close; he loved the noises she made. When she cried out for the third time he released himself inside of her as he let his body go, resulting in him in letting a growl come from his wolf that vibrated through the room.
As she nestled into him, he felt content; satisfied in a way he had never felt before. She smelled of coconut, it was enticing, reminding him of a summer's day at the beach. As he felt himself harden again he realised that even now, he was ready to go again. By the time she kissed his chest he took her hand, and moved it down so that it was round his penis.
"Already?" Lucky lifted her head and smiled. "I am impressed."
He pulled her astride him, a cheeky grin on his face. "You will be."
Chapter 9
Looking in the mirror, though she was pleased with her reflection she also knew the signs. It was time to lose her little toy, although the girl had served her well. As a mediocre witch she had grown up knowing she was just average, she had hated it.
At eighteen she had met her first real man, one much older than her. He had recognised her nature, the enjoyment she took from hurting people; he had understood it before she did. He had taught her what to do, and how to find volunteers through fetish clubs. Everything was progressing well, until she tried to move it to the next level. When she had wanted him to help her find someone from the street to play with, he had backed off declaring that she was unnatural; he had intended to go the head of the coven. Well he didn't get the chance; she had taken care of him in her own unique style.
Her next lover was female, she wanted to experiment. It didn't take long for her to realise that she didn't mind who she played with as long as they hurt, this lover had introduced her to the dark magic. They performed spells together, made plans together, and together they found a couple of unwilling volunteers and they spent months controlling them, teaching them how to take the pain and savour it.
Her lover had not been happy at the interest she had in one of their toys, she tried to kill him. Well that was not acceptable, resulting in her lover's painful but exciting death. As for her toy, well she had kept him and he still entertained her, Alex had been a colossal success.
She now knew that practicing the dark magic increased her powers significantly, unfortunately it also meant she aged more rapidly than other witches, and quicker than even humans as the dark magic took a toll on the body. Although it didn't result in an early death, it did result in aging physically. Regrettably growing old reduced her ability to attract others, so when she met a man she really wanted, she had to find a way to get him and set out to find this.
Thankfully about two years ago she came across some ancient text in a magic store with references to the Gormeon Demon, who could with a sacrifice grant the power to attract their hearts desire. In her case this had resulted in changing her appearance to the world to a form that would attract her heart's desire. Of course Gormean's magic had worked; in her current physical form there was no doubt that her heart's desire was certainly attracted to her.
The downside, the effects of the sacrifice were only temporary. This in turn meant that regular sacrifices were needed which although tedious, in her line of work it was not a hard ship. She just picked one.
"Alex prepare my toy from room five, she has outlived her usefulness. The clients are no longer happy to stare at her sad pathetic face, and I am sick of listening to the continuous crying."
Walking through the house she was proud of what she had achieved; every dark fantasy was fulfilled here no matter how decadent. The men and women here were expected to give the client what they wanted, if they wanted a sour faced plaything then this is what they got, if they wanted someone to smile and play sweet that is what they got, if they wanted someone to scream, well that was also easil
y arranged.
It was a thriving business there was a demand for the more unusual tastes, and while there was a need, she would supply. Amazingly most of the clients were humans except those who wanted to play with other species. There were ways and means to keep even the strongest animal caged and in line with her wishes.
She saw a couple of the females talking in the corridor. What did they think they were doing? They rightly looked panicked when they saw her, and moved to step back into their room. She wasn't worried about them trying to escape; there was no way past the stairs. For those that tried to run, Alex was happy to ensure that they were made an example of, this tended to deter others from trying. It would be a very long and painful example.
"Ladies, how many times do I have to tell you the rules?" Pointing to the blonde, she decided that she could play nice. "You are new so this is your only warning. You however, know better!"
Walking the girl into her room by squeezing her forearm, she punched her in the stomach; only clients could mark their faces and that was only when they paid more for the privilege. As the female staggered back into the room, she knocked her to the floor before she left.
"SUSAN!" She was pleased to see Susan running into the room as Susan saw the scene in front of her, she felt her breath quicken at Susan's panic.
"Chain these whores until further notice."
Susan nodded and quickly did as she had been bidden. As Alex rounded the corner she noticed that he was yet again ready for action. He would wait; she wasn't in the mood for him tonight. Although reminiscing about his capture years earlier had the effect of heightening her sexual state, maybe she was ready to play. When she had initially found him he had been terrified of her, yet even then she had also seen his arousal. She had known that she enjoyed hurting others but in Alex, she found someone who wanted to be hurt and could also do the hurting, such a rare combination.
Susan had also been with her for years, although not as long as Alex. Susan did not like to be hurt but she no longer complained, nor did she try to run off. She thought that Susan's compliance would become slightly tiresome, but Susan's unending fear towards Alex was still exciting to watch. Even though Susan tried to cover the fear, her eyes betrayed her.
As she made her way down to the basement she picked up four of the large black candles. The sacrifice was already strapped to her large wooden table, waiting for her. Using the salt she made a large circle around the table, lighting the candles as she went. As she finished Alex and Susan came into the room, every time she made a sacrifice she made them watch, she wanted them to know that it could be their turn at any moment, and she could feel their fear licking at her. Whatever happened here was nothing to what happened on the other side.
Looking down at the female restrained on her table, she licked at her neck watching the fear on her face. She kissed her hard on the lips forcing her tongue into her mouth. With her hand she stroked her way down to the woman's thatch of hair; the subject was trying to move her head to the side, so she grabbed her hair and pulled until she stopped. She bit the woman's lip making her bleed as she lapped the blood, as she tasted the metallic tang, she sighed.
Lifting her eyes she watched Alex pull Susan by the hair, pushing her to her knees. He gave no attention to Susan; instead he looked her in the eye wanting her to want him. She continued kissing the woman and stroking her breasts, while Alex thrust himself in and out of Susan's mouth. Letting go of the woman's hair she lowered her head to the woman's breast, taking a bite causing her to scream. Her excitement was starting to heighten as she moved her skirt up to touch her inner self, she climaxed as she watched Alex come inside Susan.
Securing tape across the woman's mouth, she stepped back and lit the candles.
"Cumas, tumaeo, astigeous I call forth Gormeon" Stepping into the sacred circle she unzipped her top exposing one of her breasts, lifting the dagger she sliced across the top of it using her blood to close the circle. Whoever's blood closed the circle controlled the demon. She felt her blood drip down her own breast as she felt his presence in the room, Gormeon had arrived.
He looked as a human would look, although he was nearly twice the size of the average human. He was as usual naked from the waist up; physically he did not look particularly scary, except when you saw that his back was covered in large green scales. His appearance appeared to offer a false sense of security, judging from the screams as each of the sacrifices left with him.
"You again why am I not surprised? Let me guess your heart's desire still has no idea of your true form and what you so willingly sacrifice. What will you do when the tables turn?" The contempt in his voice was evident.
"Who are you to judge me, I summon you and I am the mistress. You have the requirement for our bargain, so you follow my orders."
Although Gormean had the power to change a person's physical attributes it would only last a certain length of time before a further sacrifice was required.
She watched Gormeon look towards the sacrifice.
"You do not seem to comprehend what the ultimate price will be when the rules of the game change, and believe me that will happen, at that time I will gladly see you suffer as those you bring me do." Looking at the offering he sighed, dismay at the state of the woman. "I see you bring me your left over's again, the more you damage them the less of a bargaining chip they are."
She watched as Gormeon glanced towards Alex and Susan, as he did every time she brought him here. "I see your minions are still intact, fairing much better than my sacrifice. Would you are to trade?" As he eyed them hungrily; she felt a touch of anxiety, she needed to get control back and quickly.
"They belong to me; you have your sacrifice now it is time to pay me."
"Very well." With a nod of his head she felt her body lift, smiling in the knowing that this was the effect of the gift bestowed by Gormean.
"Let me give you some advice O mistress. From this day forth your physical beauty will be in line with the acceptable state of my sacrifice, the more damage the sacrifice endures, the more of your true identity you will retain."
"You can't do that!" She almost screamed at him.
"Do you care to test that? What you seem to forget is that I am a peaceful being trapped into granting desires. I would press you not to push me and as for your minions if I choose them, both will come to me."
With that she watched with horror as Alex began walking towards the circle, from the concentration on his face he was desperately trying to stop it. He shouldn't be able to come into the circle, until the circle was broken, but she wasn't sure if Gormean could command someone into the circle.
"Your point is noted, you can leave now." She was finding this tedious, she had what she wanted and now she wanted him gone. She didn’t want him to prove how superior he was; she needed to find Gormeans weakness.
"So I can." With that Gormeon and the woman disappeared leaving the screams ringing in her ears. She left with Alex, Susan and a truck load of anger, how dare he dictate to her, she was the boss not him? She heard Alex come up behind her; she took one of the loose straps from the wall in one of her rooms.
"Turn around Alex; you will pay for your disloyalty." Alex turned and was rewarded with the whip coming down across his back.
Chapter 10
Lucky felt her body wake and arched her back into a stretch, immediately feeling a stabbing sensation near her buttocks, causing her to smile. She knew Ben was still asleep so she was surprised that even in slumber he seemed to have a near permanent erection. Her body felt warm and cosy if a little sore, she felt content and safe.
Looking around the room, she smiled at how typically male it was. With black bedding and curtains, there was a lack of personal effects, the dresser contained deodorant and a pair of jeans, a book sat on one of the bedside tables although when Lucky peered at it she saw it was a notebook. The furniture in the room was in comparison rich, strong and artfully crafted, the four poster bed had intricate carvings where the joints met; the same
had been replicated on the wardrobe, bedside tables and dresser. There was the potential for this to be a beautiful room.
The room was almost as beautiful as the man laid next to her. They had spent the night initially in the throes of passion until somewhere towards morning; it had developed into what Lucky could only describe as making love. Following the last few weeks of constant tension, she now felt relaxed and so darned content she wallowed in the birdsong drifting in from the window, the sun was shining in response to the beautiful melody; a strong and sexy man was curled around her, things felt pretty damned good.
What was it about Ben that sent her body into overdrive? He was all man with his body that rippled with taut muscles, his presence made her feel safe and secure, a feeling she had never required before. Although she wanted him to possess her, to own her and never look back, just the idea of that induced a level of anxiety in her; she didn’t want that sort of feeling, she liked her independence, until she looked at him again, then she wanted to own him, body and soul. The passion and feeling between them last night set her on fire; it could have been a scene from a movie, or a soppy love book, books that she never read. Maybe she would start reading them just to see how right the authors were.
Looking at the clock on the side she slowly slid from the bed, she needed to go home and shower. As much as she would love to remain in bed with Ben all day, she had commitments. She slipped on Ben's t-shirt rather than wander round naked, revelling in the smell of him. He smelled of smoky wood and fresh crisp air, delightful and intoxicating. As she made her way to the en-suite she realised that her muscles felt suitably exercised.
"I like you in my clothes almost as much as I like you naked." She jumped at the sound of his voice.
Lucky grinned. "I like you naked and me in your clothes too, they smell of you." Leaning onto the bed she kissed him softy. "I need to go home."
"You smell of me and that is exactly how you should smell. You don’t really need to leave yet, let me give you a reason to stay a while longer."
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