Beast Caller

by Brea Alepoú

  Melony looked to her. "I want to," Melony said quickly. She may have sounded too eager, but she really did want to make Zola feel good.

  "You don't have to for—"

  "It's not that I'm not forcing anything. I really do want to touch you and make you moan as much as you made me. But ummm…"

  Melony wiggled a little, still in Zola’s lap. She should really get off and sit on the bed, but Zola didn't seem to mind. The way Zola had pulled her on top felt like Zola had more strength than was normal. It had turned Melony on even more. The way Zola just moved her as if it was nothing at all.

  "What is it?" Zola asked.

  Melony sighed. Embarrassment or not, she didn't want Zola to sit there and think she didn't want to touch her back. "I've never, you know, done this." She waved her hand between them.

  "You've never had sex?"

  "I've had sex. I just haven't had sex with another woman," Melony confessed.

  Zola blinked at her a few times, surprise on her face. Soon the surprise was gone, the green of her eyes swallowed up by her pupils. Melony fell back against the bed. She gasped at the surprise move. Zola’s lips were back to kissing her, and she moaned. She couldn't hold it back, the way Zola’s tongue flicked against her own felt all types of good. Zola was the best kisser she’d ever met.

  Melony had never been all that into kissing, never seeing the big hype about it, but kissing Zola… It was downright addictive.

  Zola pulled back from the kiss. "So, it's fair to say that I'm your first?" There was a big grin on her face.

  Melony rolled her eyes. "Sure," she said, yanking on her soft silver hair to pull Zola’s lips back down for a kiss.

  "We can move as slow as you need," Zola said.

  Melony didn't want slow right now. She wanted everything that Zola could give her, and she wanted to give it back.

  "Fuck slow. I want to hear you moan my name," Melony confessed.

  Zola blushed. Another tug on her hair brought her lips fully back against Melony’s. It was like she had been in the desert, and Zola’s lips were the oasis she had been looking for. Oh, the sweet water. She let her hand wander, but again she froze.

  Zola pulled back a little. "Don't overthink it. Just touch me however you want."

  "What if I do it wrong?" Melony said. She really did want to make sure Zola felt good too.

  "I can guarantee anyway you touch me will feel good."

  Melony made a face.

  Zola laughed. "If there is something that doesn't feel good, I'll let you know. Okay?"

  Melony worried for all of a few seconds, but then Zola kissed her again. When she pulled back, Melony was breathless. "Okay."

  She felt Zola’s smile against her lips before she was once again consumed by the kiss. She let her hands wander without thought. She moved her hands over Zola’s sides, but her shirt was blocking the skin she wanted to touch so badly. She moved her hands to find the bottom of the shirt. Finding it, she touched Zola right above the hips. The skin was soft and warm. She moved her hands along her ribs and let her fingers dance around the flesh. There were compact muscles on her sides she could only imagine what they looked like. It made sense; Zola carried a large sword around, and she probably fought battles all the time.

  Melony moved her hands farther up, excited and nervous all in one. But more than anything, she was so turned on. Her fingers brushed against the underside of Zola’s breasts. There was a moan from Zola, and Melony took that as encouragement and kept moving her hands. The palms of her palms covered the hard peaks of Zola’s nipples.

  Zola’s whole body shivered, and Melony felt it against her own. She closed her hands around her breasts. They were the perfect handful, and Melony squeezed the soft flesh lightly. Zola moaned again, her kissing frantic. It almost distracted Melony from where her hands were exploring. She pinched one of Zola’s nipples softly.

  Zola gasped and pulled back from the kiss. For a second, Melony thought she did something wrong until Zola spoke.

  "Do it again."

  She did it again, but that time she rolled the hard nub between her fingers. The breathy moans that escaped Zola were making Melony wetter. She wondered if Zola was as well.

  "This is in the way," Zola said as she sat up, dislodging Melony’s hands from her nipples.

  Melony’s hands slipped out from under the shirt and onto Zola’s hips. Zola took her shirt off, and Melony took a full look at Zola. She had light freckles dusted over her breasts, and Melony focused on them. They were perky with light brown nipples. Melony sat up too get a closer look. She touched them with her hands again, marveling at the feel. She got closer and blew some air across one of the nipples. Zola moaned but didn't tell Melony to do anything. She looked at Melony with all the patience in the world.

  Melony wanted to hear what she wanted, like earlier. She remembered that Zola had liked the way she pinched her nipple. She’d gotten such a good reaction from her. Melony opened her mouth and gently licked her nipple. Zola laughed, and Melony glanced at her through her eyelashes. This time, instead of licking, she opened her mouth and took the nipple in. She sucked softly at first, the moans she was getting from Zola getting more frantic as she added more suction.

  Zola’s hands went to her head to hold Melony in place. As if she wanted to move. She was having too much fun. She bit the nipple repeatedly, and each time, Zola moaned louder.

  "Go to the other one, and while you play with that one, make sure to pinch this one with your fingers," Zola instructed.

  Melony smiled, happy for some insight, and she did just that. Zola was beside herself, moaning and begging for Melony to bite harder. Of course, Melony obliged. Melony felt dizzy with passion and on the edge, and Zola wasn't even touching her. Well, besides her head.

  Zola tugged on Melony’s hair, and she released the nipple with a pop. She looked up to ask Zola what was wrong, but all she saw was heat and want on Zola’s face. She leaned back down, and Zola kissed her, but it wasn't like earlier. It was quick, her fingers hooked in Melony's panties. She started to pull on them but stopped. Melony was going to ask why, but she saw the questioning look on Zola’s face.

  "I want this. All of it."

  A smile appeared on Zola’s face from Melony's confession. She lifted her hips to help Zola remove her panties. She felt the air against her wet pussy.

  "Fuck, you're perfect," Zola said.

  Melony wanted to laugh at the way Zola was licking her lips. She watched Zola’s tongue as it wet her pink lips. Zola stared at her pussy, and she clenched her inner walls as she got wetter. Zola took a deep breath.

  "You even smell amazing."

  Before Melony could make a comment, Zola bent over and put her hot mouth to Melony's pussy. She could feel Zola’s breath against her. She watched as long as she could as Zola spread her pussy lips, her tongue out as she swiped up.

  "Oh, fuck," Melony moaned as she laid back down.

  Zola moved her tongue up and down. She licked around her clit, and Melony was moaning. If there were neighbors, they probably could hear her. She couldn't find it in herself to even care. She was in so much pleasure. She wound her finger in the silky silver hair. She didn't pull or push; it was just to help hold her steady.

  Zola soon focused on her clit, and Melony was tossing her head from side to side. The way Zola was giving the perfect amount of suction while flicking her tongue was driving Melony mad. She felt one Zola’s fingers enter her, and she clenched around the finger as it moved in and out. It was moving around, as if trying to find something.

  Melony’s whole body started to sing. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Mghmmm. That's s—"

  She couldn't even finish. Zola’s finger was hitting something inside of her, and it was making her whole body sing. Little shocks went through her and her core tightened. She couldn't hold back. She was coming, and it was going to be a major one.

  "I'm coming. Please don't stop. Zola!" she shouted as she came.

  She clenched around the now two f
ingers inside her, and she tightened her thighs around Zola’s head as she came. Zola moved her mouth from her clit, moving farther down and starting to lick. Melony felt her tongue enter her, and she heard a slurp. It made her whole body shiver, little shocks still working through her.

  "How in the hell have I been missing this my whole life?" Melony said.

  Zola laughed and lifted her head to look at her. Her face was wet, dripping with saliva and Melony’s juices. It was sexy as fuck. Melony had thought for a second she might not like it, but she wanted to kiss Zola and taste herself on her lips and tongue. It hadn't slipped her mind that she’d come twice when Zola had yet to come at all.

  She sat up and pulled Zola up for a kiss. Tasting herself on Zola’s tongue was so erotic. She was the one to push Zola on to her back this time. She may have just come, but she wasn't done yet. She wanted to hear Zola call out her name. Zola’s eyes went big for a second with surprise. Melony wasn't all that confident in her technique, since she didn't have one, but she knew that Zola would tell her if something was wrong—or if something felt really good.

  She moved down Zola’s body, stopping to suck on her nipples again. She didn't spend too much time on them. She enjoyed playing with them, but she wanted to taste Zola. She hovered over the purple panties Zola wore. She could see a wet spot, and she rubbed her fingers against it. When she did, the wet spot grew. Zola was so wet. Melony licked her lips and pulled on the panties. Zola lifted her hips so she could remove them. The same freckles were all over her pussy. They almost looked as if they were shimmering, but Melony would have to inspect them later.

  She bent farther down, and Zola opened her legs wider. Her pussy lips spread, and Melony could see how pink and wet she was. She saw the small nub that was her clit. She flicked her tongue against the nub.

  "Goddess, you torture me," Zola moaned out.

  Melony looked up, worried she was doing something wrong, but Zola was a little red and panting hard. She looked back down and used her hand to spread the folds. She licked from her pussy to her clit. And then she did it a few more times. It was so warm against her tongue, and Zola tasted almost sweet. Melony wanted to taste more, so she pushed her tongue inside. She heard a moan and felt more wetness coating her tongue. She now knew why Zola had swallowed. She did the same, still tongue fucking her. She moved back a little, and she glanced again at Zola. A light sheen of sweat had appeared on her skin.

  "You sure this is your first time?"

  Melony laughed. It was her first time, but Zola was making such wonderful noises that she wanted to do so much to her.

  "There is porn, and it helps that I had such a good example to follow," Melony said as she put her mouth back on Zola. She licked again, but this time, she kept licking. She did what she knew she liked, or as close to it as possible. She licked and sucked on Zola’s clit. She ran her finger around her opening. It was so wet.

  She pushed her finger in where her tongue had just been, except her finger could reach farther. She searched for the same thing in Zola that Zola had found in her, but she couldn't find it. Her fingers moved around, but she wasn't getting the same reaction she had given Zola.

  "Close. Just keep moving your fingers," Zola said.

  Melony continued alternating between licking and sucking on Zola’s clit while her finger thrust in and out.

  "Melony, that's it! Keep doing that."

  Melony had changed the way she was licking her clit as she kept up the same pattern of fingering. Soon, Zola was clenching down on her finger, her hips moving up as if Melony might back away too soon. Melony didn't stop trying to move her finger, but it was harder with Zola clenched so tightly. She slowed down the licks until she knew Zola was done coming. She felt a tug on her hair. She removed her mouth from Zola’s pussy.

  "Come here so I can kiss you," Zola said as she held her arms out.

  Melony went to her without a second thought. They kissed as they laid back down. The kiss was slow and languid. Melony felt her eyes drooping. Coming twice was apparently enough of her energy for her to be sleepy again.

  "You should sleep some more," Zola said.

  Melony opened her eyes. "Are you leaving?"

  "I need to go get us some food or we’ll be eating grilled cheese and lettuce."

  "Sounds good to me." She wrapped her arms tighter around Zola. "I rather you stay here."

  Zola snuggled closer to her. "Okay, just for a bit."

  Melony nodded. It would be a quick nap, and when she woke again, she could try and think about everything that had happened so far. She closed her eyes, resting her head on Zola's shoulders. She was so very sleepy. She moved her leg back over Zola’s, making them intertwine. As she settled down and sleep was creeping up on her, Zola jumped out of bed. It sent Melony to the other side of the mattress. Melony sat up, looking at Zola.

  "What's the matter?"

  Zola stayed quiet for a second, her finger up to hush Melony. Melony went silent, trying to hear what might have spooked Zola.

  "Grab your clothes. We need to leave now," Zola said as she started to get dressed.

  Melony got out of bed and searched for her clothes. She had no idea where she even discarded them. She found her panties first, and then her jeans. Her jeans had old blood and some dirt on them. She remembered how that blood got there, and she looked at her wrist and arm. She had forgotten all about the bites and the cut. There was nothing but skin, no scars or bite marks. There was some dried blood flaking a little, but that was it.

  "Here." Zola threw her the shirt she’d been wearing.

  Melony caught it, and it was stiff from the dried blood. She didn't want to put the shirt on, but there was nothing else and Zola looked ready to get out of there.

  "Come on. Hurry."

  Zola held her sword in her hand. She was fully dressed with her hair braided. Melony had no idea how she had done that when she probably looked like she’d gotten run over. Melony went over to Zola, and she wrapped her arms around Melony. In seconds, they were teleporting somewhere else. They landed in the park right outside her apartment. Her apartment building was black from the middle floor to the top.

  "Do you have somewhere we can go? I think they may know that you are with me, so any places I would usually go may be compromised."

  Melony thought for a second. Since her apartment was currently of no use, there was only one other place she could go. "We can go to my parents’ house."

  The look Zola gave her would have been funny if Melony hadn’t thought it was strange.

  "What?"

  "I assumed your parents were dead," Zola said.

  It was Melony's turn to gawk at her. "Why the hell would my parents be dead?"

  Zola shrugged. "Because you don’t know what you are or how powerful you are. It’s strange meeting a witch who doesn’t belong to a coven or a group of some sort. Being alone is dangerous. It's a wonder you’ve made it this far."

  She stared at Zola. It all sounded crazy, but she also knew it was the truth. "Okay, so I’m a witch and witches are supposed to be in covens? If I don’t belong to one, what does that mean?”

  Zola’s face scrunched, but she nodded, trying to think. “I don’t know everything about witches, since I’m not one, but I do know they belong to covens. I’ve seen some witches not in covens, but one belonged to a king, an ancient vampire, and the other one was a slave to a wolf pack. Being a part of a coven keeps you safe in that regard. There is a queen witch who rules a coven and a pack of shifters.”

  “I don't plan to be anyone's slave. So anyone could be after me?”

  “Yes, which is why I’m surprised you’ve been fine up until recently.”

  Melony sighed. If only she could go back in time. “Can you travel back in time?”

  Zola laughed, as if her question was absurd. Melony glared at her until she stopped. “Oh, you were serious. No, I can’t time travel.”

  Well that small hope died. She wouldn’t be going back to her regular life of classes a
nd books.

  “Could your parents be part of a coven and just haven’t told you?”

  Melony shook her head right away. She would’ve noticed if her parents used magic.

  “So, you're a very powerful witch with no coven, parents that are alive, and now we’re on the run from an unknown enemy. This is complicated and will take some thinking over. I need to narrow down who knows about you and how much danger we’re in. I know you have questions, and I’ll answer them, but for now, let's keep moving. We’re out in the open and have already stood around long enough. "

  Melony was still lost. She’d gotten a little bit of what Zola said, but it all sounded like crazy mumbo jumbo. If she hadn't met a vampire, fought off some golems, and set fire to her apartment all in one day, she was pretty sure she would be running away from Zola instead of listening to her and trying to understand what the hell was going on.

  "Sure, let's go."

  Zola looked at her expectantly.

  "What? Aren't you going to teleport us?"

  Zola laughed and shook her head. "No, I can't teleport somewhere I've never been, or we might end up in a wall or something. And getting out of walls takes weeks, maybe even months, to get free."

  Melony saw the horror on Zola’s face. "Okay, well, let's catch a cab. Although, my parents won't be happy about the cost." Zola pulled a wad of cash out of her pocket. Melony gawked at the amount. "You just carry wads of cash around with you?"

  Zola shrugged. "Never know when you’ll need it."

  Melony started to walk toward the street, but there was no way she was going to be able to get a cab without the police being called. "Wait, I need to change. Do you happen to have some spare clothes?"

  Zola shook her head. "No, but I have a hidden gem." She pulled a purely white gem out of a brown bag.

  "What's a hidden gem?"

  "Depending on how much power you put into it, you can either become invisible or hide certain things or areas. So, if you put a little power in and focus on the blood and dirt stains, the gem will make them invisible. You’ll still feel them, but no one will be able to see them."

  "Wow. I guess that could be useful. How do I use it?"