Mystical Mayhem

by Kiki Howell

  Kane paused and she watched as emotions flickered through his eyes, lightened them, then darkened them, while the muscles in his face moved a touch with each feeling he experienced. He ran his hand through his hair before he spoke again.

  “I can’t get you out of my mind,” he whispered as he reached out to touch her. “Your pale skin, the glow of it in the moonlight, I just want to touch you. Your lips, so red, crimson, like the blood you drink, it turns me on, not repels me. We are each animals in our own way. I accept you and you accept me. We need nothing else but to lay naked together and kiss slowly, make love, for the rest of our days to be happy. Why can they not see that, want happiness for us rather than loneliness and despair?”

  “I know. And running again, it isn’t what I want,” Amberlyn sighed loudly. “But, if that’s what it takes for us to be together, then I’m ready. There was never a chance though to ask how this silent feud between the clans got started years and years ago. And, we know how we can kill each other, but no one has thought to ask, if we could join together without doing so. Man can kill man for cripes sake and everyone lets them co-exist – well to some extent anyway. Only problem I see is, I don’t want to have you for just a certain amount of years. I want you for centuries. You said before you would turn to be with me forever, but what we don’t know is whether a were can be turned Vamp too.”

  “Maybe all we need is the help of a good Witch.” Kane laughed as he gave Amberlyn a quick tickle and peck on the cheek, reminiscent of how he used to before all of the craziness had gotten started.

  She smiled back at him, but her heart wasn’t in it. She felt troubled like the weight of more than just her world was suddenly on her shoulders. Even in the arms of the man she wanted more than anything else in this world, at this moment everything was so complicated, she couldn’t even luxuriate in being near to him. Damn them all!

  “Bite your tongue,” Amberlyn finally answered while she forced a wiggle and a smile at his touch, though she didn’t feel anything but self-preservation and stone cold at the moment. By his fallen face, she could tell he was well aware of the fact. “Though, I may know where to find us one, if this thing with Isaac and Winter gets serious,” she stated the obvious for some unknown reason. Her mind felt like she was human again, one who had taken too much over-the-counter cold medicine.

  “Isaac and Winter?” Kane said, his voice rose as he leaned over her.

  “Yeah, why?”

  “You do realize that the Witches have been claiming she was taken, as well as saying that is why they played such games last night?”

  “Oh, I’m well aware of the intricacies of the situation. Achim was beside himself to find them together in bed. He was spouting off nonsense the whole time until I just had enough and took off for you.”

  “And here I am. Use me baby. My body is here for your diversion, your pleasure. It’s been too long since we’ve been together. We deserve this, this moment alone, to pretend the rest of them don’t exist. We can get back to the war soon enough.”

  “It’s only been a few days, but it does seem like it’s been forever,” she pouted.

  “Exactly. Too long. Let me make love to you, however you want it, rough, slow, kinky.” He winked, a grin spreading across his face.

  Amberlyn felt Kane’s eyes on her, the potent animal magnetism they possessed even if she wasn’t the same species. She drank him in as well, the way his jeans clung to his powerful thighs; the sheer power of them thrilled her, the muscles defined, rugged, even through the denim. As he lounged on his side, one strong thigh over hers, she caught a glimpse of his ass too. And while it was amazing in jeans – full, tight, rounded – it was her undoing when it was bare.

  He knew her too well and this she liked too. Not many in her life, human or undead, had taken the chance to get to know her. Not even her biological parents – if that’s what you would call those two idiots and not those in the system who’d failed to protect her from them. Drake had been the first to really see her for who she was, or all she could be. She had to believe that given the chance, he would’ve fought for her and Kane. If she hadn’t believed that, she wouldn’t have revealed their relationship to him that night. Although in hindsight – twenty-twenty as always – she shouldn’t have gone off half-cocked. She should’ve gotten hold of her emotions and told Drake first, alone.

  But something had gotten into her that night, something dark, angry and tired of being beaten or abused for choices life seemed to make for her; like who her parents were or who her heart chose to fall in love with. It was an old anger she thought gone or used up. Apparently, it’d only been buried. It had reared its ugly head and put a whole town as well as three clans, at unrest. Drake thought she could lead a whole clan. All she’d proven was that she could cause trouble and couldn’t be trusted.

  “My life has been one mistake after another. I won’t let you be one of them too. We will leave tonight. Maybe I’m a danger to my kind, maybe even to you. But, without you I’m nothing… once again.” She looked up into Kane’s eyes, touched by the way his face had grimaced, his eyes had fallen closed for a second. He shook his head, denied her accusations against herself. He loved her. “You, Kane, are one of the very few good things that I’ve ever gotten in this life. I believe Drake would be behind us in our decision to go out and live for ourselves. He certainly lived that way himself, to a fault sometimes. But I won’t lose you. Just you and me against this big old world, okay? We will find a way to live. We don’t need much right, if we have each other. You’ve said that before.”

  “Right. We can live in a cave if we have to. But I have some money saved up. I can go back and get it when it’s safe to do so.”

  “Me too. I can go back once Isaac is out of Drake’s place. He has a safe there. Isaac doesn’t need the money. He has plenty from his job as a bounty hunter. So, we stay away from the Willows, but also stay close enough until the time comes we can get some money to support us at first.”

  “It’s all worked out. Now, how about some you and me time? You are making me sound pathetic by begging. We have the rest of our lives to make love of course, but let’s get started now anyway.” His wink made him look dark, sexy and seductive.

  When she kissed him again, Amberlyn could hear the tempting beat of his heart. She’d bitten him in the height of the moment already as he always let her give into the bloodlust. It was a myth that just the bite of a Vampire could kill a Werewolf, just as his bite wouldn’t be her end either. Drake had let her in on some of the myths that had been propagated to keep the clans apart. They both knew their limits and worked well together as they both liked to ride along the dangerous edges of their boundaries.

  Amberlyn took the initiative now, as poor Kane had patiently begged for since they’d arrived. She went right for his neck and he growled at her instinctively. When she tried to be dominant, it roused the animal that lived within him. She liked to tease the wolf. Even being enemies – as her kind had called them – they’d run side by side once, dared the odds, the fates. His wolf, her Vampire, under a full moon. With her naked and him covered in fur, they’d proven their kinds could be friends and then some. Okay, so she’d no need to be naked, just wanted to be. But, it’d been so freeing. Just the thought of him in his animal form thrilled her. The fierce power of the animal got her all wet. Finally, she throbbed for the man to thrust inside of her as animalistic and uninhibited as he could.

  The two of them could go all night and she was suddenly more than in the mood again. If day sleep caught her before they could move on, she trusted him implicitly to protect her during the daylight hours while she slept in the hotel room.

  His fingers played in her hair as she moved lower. Her kisses fell on his shoulder, explored the ridges and valleys of his muscular chest and abs, all rock hard like an athlete. Kane kissed the top of her head and ran his hands over her back, dug his fingers in to her flesh when she ran her elongated fangs over his nipple. She licked over the grazed, not scratched
, but still really sensitive bud. Her hot breath was even more of a sensual tease, and she felt his cock grow thick against her leg.

  Once she had his shirt open all the way, she let her fingers play with the dark-brown hair that covered his chest. Good thing she loved her men hairy. He was a beast, human or wolf, and she loved it. The allure of the hair, which converged into a V-shape, pointing her straight into his jeans, was more than she could take. She opened them, peeled them from his body as he laid all spread out on the mattress of their hotel bed. His smile, wide with a bit of a wicked upturn at the corners of his mouth, spurred her on.

  She climbed up over him like a wolf herself, ready to devour every inch of him. Her fangs fully extended now, she carefully licked over his erection. She loved watching the muscles in his arms and abs twitch as he kept control, and resisted the urge to jump at the sensations so he wouldn’t wound himself on her sharp teeth. When she noticed him focus in on her, her heart leapt. She followed through on the devious thought that had just entered her head. Catching him unaware, she turned him over onto his stomach, pounced onto his back, and pinned him down on the bed. Amberlyn turned toward his feet; she sat on the slope of his back, her fingernails scratched over his ass. She kneaded the flesh, grasped it with her long fingers and the wetness built between her legs. She had her own panties wet.

  That’s when she decided she needed to be out of them. She still straddled him, made it a challenge – as did his hands, which reached back blindly behind him in an attempt to touch any part of her that he could. He laughed, deep, gravely, a sound that vibrated through her as well and increased her need. His fingertips were everywhere, ran over her ass, touched her back, her hips. Yet, with her on him as she was, he couldn’t get to her sex that wept for him, for the anticipated invasion of his cock pushed up inside her. First things first though.

  As the man moved under her, his struggle more show than anything else, she gently touched his balls, exposed between his thighs. This got him to stop wiggling, to moan, to then grind his erection into the mattress. His ass working, the muscles tightening under her hands, she licked over her fangs.

  “May I bite you?”

  “Bite me anywhere you like, baby. You obviously have a spot in mind back there. I can practically feel you salivating over it.”

  “I do. A delicious looking one actually. All nice, firm and rounded. Damn, but you have the best ass.” She gave him a playful swat before she leaned over to kiss the beautiful globes. As she snuck her hands around his waist, he lifted his hips enough to let her move her hands under him and wrap her fingers around his erection. As she grasped him tightly, she licked over the right cheek of his ass, sucked on a section of the skin there and brought the blood she could hear rushing through his veins closer to the surface.

  He moved his cock through her tight fingers, his ass against her mouth. She knew he was ready when the slight thrust of his hips gave way to a tremor from head to toe. He stiffened and she sunk her fangs into the start of a red circle she’d made on his ass. Immediately he growled, fierce but sensual. He started to move again, slowly this time but she easily followed his rhythm. His dick got harder the more blood she took from him, her bite and saliva enhanced the erotic sensations she knew already overwhelmed her lover. His toes curled, his knees pulled up under his torso, and lifted her off the bed.

  Yet, she held onto his body, arms and legs wrapped around him. The entire time her fingers never let up on his cock, which had gotten harder, the veins in it pulsed strongly against her palm. She took a little more blood from him; the warm metallic liquid tasted better than any she’d ever had, quenched –for the moment – every thirst, every hunger. The tight muscles in his ass bunched up, tightened and relaxed, slowed the flow of his life’s fluid to let her savor the moment. She watched with a full heart his lower body continued to move to erratic, unheard beats, react to the pleasure only she could give him.

  On all fours now, she hung on for dear life as she pumped him. As she sucked life-giving blood from him, he came with a loud roar he stifled into the pillows on the bed. With her legs wrapped around him tightly, his body rocked back and forth, and made the muscles in his back rub against her clit. She approached that precipice of pleasure as well, and retracted her fangs. Suddenly, he collapsed on the bed, a little to the side of where he’d spent himself all over the comforter.

  Having no choice but to fall to the side herself, she quickly licked over the two sexy holes in his ass that she had left behind. Kane made a noise in response like he was ready to go again. Amberlyn had guessed right, because she’d barely gotten to her feet beside the bed when Kane had grabbed her, lifted her up into his arms, kissed her passionately and then tossed her onto the bed.

  “Good thing the were in me lets me recover quickly because I want you squirming under me now. I think I’m getting used to the taste of my own blood from your mouth. You bit my ass.” Kane laughed the words. “That’s new! And, I liked it. Damn, I’ve missed you and your bites my wild little Vamp.”

  With that, he was between her legs. He forced her thighs open on the bed, opening her wet pussy to his view. His face looked fierce, like an animal would as it looked upon its prey. And, oh, how she loved that feeling more than anything in the world. Being a fierce predator herself now, something she relished as a survivor of child abuse, she willingly gave up her power to him. Only, she wanted Kane to dominate her in the bedroom, because she knew he would never dream of it, if it were anywhere else.

  Being a Vampire, she liked it rough. Kane, she knew, he’d have to fight his animal now that he’d come. He would eat her with a wild abandon. She opened for him as wide as she could even as his fingers pressed into her folds, spread her open, and revealed the flesh, which pulsed with want inside them. His tongue brushed over her skin, his first taste right over her opening. Her inner walls contracted and heat began to surface on her cool skin.

  The swipes of his tongue were heavy. The sucking of her flesh into his mouth was harsh; the probing of his fingers up inside her opening was fast and rough. She loved every minute of it, hissed and clawed. When he nipped at her clit, drew the engorged nub into his mouth, and sucked hard, she came. Her hips bucked toward him and she ground her wet sex against his mouth. Strong as ever, he held onto her, let her ride out her pleasure. The fierce waves of it made even him growl until he leapt off the bed. As her body trembled in the aftermath of her orgasm, Kane shifted. She shuddered.

  She found herself naked, laid spread eagle on the bed, at the mercy of his wolf. Her body pulsed with desire as tiny electric currents still ran through her core. Even though it’d been drilled into her head that they were natural enemies, that he could or would rip her head off with one bite, Amberlyn felt completely safe.

  He snarled. Saliva dripped from his bared incisors. The side of his lip raised and curled, trembled over his teeth. Right beside her he stayed for a few minutes, sniffed her, looked over her with his wolf’s eyes. Then he started to pace at the foot of the bed. She laid perfectly still, not because she was afraid, but because she liked the way the wolf looked at her, took in every inch of her body. She got excited all over again by the small sense of danger he provided.

  Kane had just gotten carried away in loving her. That he could no longer hold his wolf back after he’d pleasured her, she took as a damn big compliment. Maybe no one would ever understand that, or them for that matter. But who the fuck cared? A part of her craved, understood, felt comforted by a bit of danger, some darkness. Her base desires she wouldn’t analyze. She’d had enough of that crap in her younger years. With Kane, she felt accepted and protected regardless of any possible jeopardy or shadows. So, she waited with great patience for the wolf to come to her once he’d calmed down.

  Several minutes later, the large animal walked up beside where she still laid on the bed. She wasn’t stupid enough to make any sudden movements or even to sit up. She stayed at his level, just beneath him actually. Who said a Vampire couldn’t submit to anyone and why
should they have to always be the bastard on the top?

  The wolf sniffed at her body, her hair, her breasts, her stomach, and her still dripping sex. Slowly, she reached out her hand, encouraging the animal to smell her again, to come closer. Then Kane, as his wolf, laid his head on her stomach. She was able to pet his head, stroke his beautiful long snout, which had fur as white as snow on the tip of it around his black nose. He was so warm, so soft. Amberlyn loved how his thick hair slid between her fingers. His ear twitched and his eyes blinked closed for a second, like a wink. This brought a small giggle from her, something she only did in Kane’s presence. The wolf looked quite pleased with himself. She swore the way he held his snout, back and tight, panting, that it had to be the equivalent of a smile.

  “I love you, Kane. I don’t care who understands it or who condones it. I just love you. We’re going to be together forever. We’ll find a way to make you the first hybrid, a Werewolf who can live forever as a Vampire, so that you can live forever with me. If I could become a Were instead, I would do that too, but I can’t. Heredity is your curse, anyone can get mine, my love.”

  The wolf nuzzled his snout into her stomach and she giggled at the feel of his whiskers scratching over her skin. Opening her eyes when he moved off her, she gazed deeply into the wolf’s eyes. Sometimes, she could see Kane in them, a flicker of the man. Now though, a hint of mischievous light sparkled in their depths. The wolf sniffed her again, lower, between her legs. Then, he licked her once with his massive tongue over the sensitive flesh. The caress gave her whole body a jolt before he turned back into a man.