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Fumbling Towards Ecstasy
By Devon
Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail
Chapter 13 Lemon Version
Serena sighed as observed her reflection in the mirror. She was getting
bigger by the day and still not far along enough to be obviously pregnant. She
frowned and pulled her top tightly across her torso. A bump could
be seen, but at this point, she could just be mistaken as a putting on
weight and developing a gut. Her breasts were the best indication since she
could no longer fit any of her bras. She was a strong C cup now and while it
was interesting to see Darien
notice her changes, she could not help but wonder what she would do if they got
much bigger or if she gained more than the usual baby weight.
A pair of hands wrapped around her and kissed her neck. “You’re beautiful to
me no matter what,” Darien
whispered. He cupped her chest possessively as the kiss grew more aggressive.
He nibbled on her ear. “Let me show you just how much.”
A smile spread across her face then a frown. “I can’t Darien. I have to check on the girls…” Her
sentence trailed as he spun her around and kissed her mouth. “Darien…” she whispered into his mouth as her
brain started to follow the trail that seduced her down.
“They’re big girls,” his hands ran down her sides and pressed her close to
his body. “They can take care of themselves.” He slid her hand to his erection.
“We need to take care of this.”
“They might… be in trouble,” Serena pulled away only to have Darien pick her up and
carry her to their bed.
“No they are not…at least not that kind of danger.” He climbed on top of her
and kissed her neck.
“Ooookay,” she sighed as he worked that sensitive area on her neck that made
it hard for her to say no to him. That spot by her left ear seemed to get her
into more situations that she cared to admit. “Darien,” she hissed. Her mind instantly torn
from her previous thoughts as his mouth closed over her sensitive breasts.
Serena squirmed from his tongue swirling the enlarged flesh. Heat started to
pool between her legs and she knew she was officially done for. There was no
way he was going to let her go anywhere.
His free hand slid along a bare thigh and up her skirt. At
the moment, he was elated that she was wearing a skirt suit. He had been
in a mood most of the day and several times had to stop himself from heading to
her office and taking her across her desk. The result of his amorous thoughts
had him sporting a semi erection most of the day and him attacking her first
chance he got.
“I’ve been thinking of this all day,” he lifted her skirt. His eyes widened
as saw her bare pink slit ready and waiting for him. “Expecting me?” He spread
her legs.
“No…I…they didn’t fit…I..Darien…oooh…Darien….” her words
melting as his tongue slid inside of her and her brain went into stand by mode.
Darien
chuckled causing a vibration inside of her. Fingers tangled into his ebony
locks and he lapped at her center more aggressively. His erection fought
against his slacks as he sucked her button and cried out in passion. He was
starting to doubt whether he would be able to finish if she kept responding to
him so well.
“Darien,”
she cried out suddenly as her body started to shiver from the oncoming orgasm.
Karma was apparently on his side. She pulled his hair as she climaxed hard then
relaxed.
Darien rose
from between her legs and watched her for a moment panting. He only admired his
handiwork for a few breaths before his throbbing erection reminded him that his
pants were trying to cut off his circulation. He groaned he had to have her
now.
Serena looked up at her husband and grinned as she saw his hands move
towards his pants. She swallowed and sat up. “Let me,” she moved his hands away
from the buttons and undid them herself. His penis sprang forth quickly
shutting down her plans. Originally, she was going to return the favor but Darien’s body language
let her know that he was not up for that right now. She would do that for him
later. His pants hit the floor pooling around his ankles and she smiled. “I
love you,” she whispered pushing him on to the bed and straddling him.
“Serena,” he hissed as she settled on top of him deeply. Her tight heat
surrounded him and he loss focus now that he had achieved his goal. His hands
immediately went to her hips as he pulled her even tighter against his pelvis
and began to rock. A groan escaped the both of them as they met each other in
perfect rhythm. This was just what they both needed.
“Faster,” she moaned before grabbing his hair and kissing him full on the
mouth. A spicy taste lingered on her lips and she tightened against him in realization.
It was rather erotic to have the taste of herself on his lips while he thrusted
into her.
Darien
rocked his body against hers at a maddening pace. He just could not get enough
of her and it always been that way. She was the only one to make him feel as
though he was the dessert and she was the oasis. A familiar tightening in his
groin began, shooting towards his stomach then burst forth in every direction. A
guttural growl escaped him as he continued to rock hard against her when the familiar
tightening around his cock catapulted him over the edge. Serena’s body arched
backwards in her climax as she clamped down on him and milked the last twitches
of pleasure out of him. “My love,” she sighed against him.
The two lay holding each other for a few moments before Darien fell back onto the bed taking her with
him. “Solving your problems is so much more satisfying,” Serena mumbled into
his neck and she snuggled closer.
“Glad you think so because we will have to work every angle to make sure
it’s completely solved.” He rolled them both over and lifted himself so his
weight would not crush her. “You know I like to be thorough.”
13-13-13
Jadeite looked around his surroundings curiously. He was starting to doubt
his theory about being dead. It made sense at first but then Malachite showed
up and it threw a wrench in his works, now he was alone again. It seemed that
he traveled through time, but whose past was he seeing? It certainly was not his
own. The only thing that he was able to determine was he was in old Tokyo, which made
Malachite’s assessment of the dungeon accurate. Also,
he was following some guy named Cassije who seemed to be a king or something.
Every time the guy entered the room, someone was prostrating themselves
before him and calling him Lord Cassije. Definitely not his past.
The whole scenario, while interesting in some points, was getting old and he
needed to get back. “What does this guy have to do with…?” His question was answered when Lord Cassije bent over the semi-conscious
body of woman and bit her neck. “He must have been the one who turned
Cinnamon.” Jadeite narrowed his eyes; jealously flared through him as he
watched the handsome dark haired man feeding on the woman and her moaning in
pleasure as he did so. It was clear that the woman was enjoying the feeding and
the thought of Rei moaning and gyrating for anyone else but him made him
furious. “Get a grip, Jadeite. You’ll wring this guy’s neck later.”
“Some how I doubt that,” Cassije replied laying the woman down and standing.
“You have been haunting me for quite sometime, do you have some unfinished
business with me?”
Jadeite looked down at himself before looking at Cassije in shock, “You can
see me?”
“Of course, I can see you. You have been haunting me off and on for the past
few weeks. I thought I managed to exorcise you, but I see it will prove more
difficult than previously assessed.” Cassije took a step forward. “What will it
take to put you to rest so that I can accomplish my mission?”
“What makes you think I want to hang around you?” Jadeite asked crossing his
arms. “I would love to leave but I have to follow you. How come you can see me
when no one else can?”
“Members of my clan, the Chi Clan, have strong psychic abilities. I was a
strong psychic even when I was human; it was what attracted my sire to me.” He
looked away. “And now I am going to take
away her right just like my sire took mine.”
“You were turned against your will and now you’re the leader about to do the
same thing. That sounds hypocritical if you asked me.”
Dark eyes narrowed. He was not aware that this apparition could hear his
thoughts. This was truly unusual and annoying. “You know nothing about me,” he
snapped. He turned on his heel and looked at the woman he had been feeding from
earlier. She was starting to stir. “Go back to your friends and tell them to
take you home. Something you ate disagreed with you.”
Jadeite frowned as he listened to the sounds coming out of Cassije. It
sounded like some sort of subsonic guttural growl/grunting. “What the hell…” the
woman stood to her feet and walked purposely past him, “…was that?” He took a step back for a moment. “What did
you just do?”
Cassije stalked away in anger and confusion. There were only two scenarios
that could explain the appearance of his friendly ghost, either he was a very
powerful psychic that died and for some reason fixated on his person, or…. He
stopped and turned towards Jadeite. “Quid pro quo,
apparition.”
“Okay, Latin word play is not my specialty. Zoicite is the brainiac; I
cheated off him in that class. It just didn’t stick with me. Business and
marketing is more me.”
Cassije fought not to roll his eyes. He pitied the poor woman that guy
attached himself to. “You scratch my back and I will yours,” he translated in
networking philosophy. “Now where do you come from?”
“The future is the best way to explain it. “
Handsome features tightened, “How far into the future?”
“I am not sure at least 1000 years from now,” Jadeite looked around trying
to place the time period. “I would need to know the
year to be sure.”
“That explains why you turn up so often. This Miss Cinnamon you mentioned…”
Sapphire eyes flashed. “I am not going to let make her into some sort of sex
slave and turn her.”
Cassije nearly choked at the implication then shook his head. He was about
to dismiss the stranger as an idiot and continue when he caught a look of fire
in the man’s eyes. “She is your woman?” he concluded then started forward
again. He had to keep moving despite the intrigue he suddenly found himself
currently. “The ecstasy is only a vehicle to keep the host from feeling pain or
being too curious. I do not necessarily indulge. My mate would not approve. Rest
assured your Miss Cinnamon will remain intact.” He smirked when he heard
Jadeite let out a sigh. Perhaps the ghost will be more manageable in terms of
information. “Why did she link your soul to mine?”
13-13-13
Yoko wrung her hands in anxiety as she sat in her office watching the Green
Tea Room on her video monitor. It was how she always able to anticipate her
clients needs and it never hurt to be knowledgeable of the political climate
either, but this was overhead. Entertaining one or two elders was one thing; it
was not as if she repeated what she heard. This was another. Four of the seven
were in her establishment along with four uninitiated mortals and not for the purpose of dining either.
She was torn. This kind of information should go to her queen immediately
but she herself was on good terms with the other clans. “Snake is still a
snake, Yoko,” Leucian said from her doorway. “You know your duty to Beryl comes
first.”
“Lord Bludsinger,” Yoko bowed, “they are clients. If I betray them then how
can you know my integrity is any good to my Queen?”
Leucian quirked an eyebrow, “Leave,” he growled walking over to her desk.
The dark haired vampire quickly left. “And Yoko, if you betray, Beryl, you will
watch your life’s work go up in flames from the inside.”
“I understand,” the door closed. Leucian sat in Yoko’s chair and studied his
quarry in the screen. He looked for a button to record everything going on the
room but did not see that function. The video screens were clearly for viewing
only. “That does say something for her
integrity. I may have other uses for her later.” He turned his attention
back to the elders in the room. They
seemed to be intently discussing something. He turned the volume up to the next
level.
“So what is going to happen when they wake up?” Zoicite asked sipping his
drink. “Are we going to be able walk out of here?’
“I would say so now that they’ve branded us like cattle.” Nephrite shot Lita
a look.
“Would you rather be torn apart soon as you left the room?” Lita asked indignantly.
She downed the last of her crimson. “I would be so happy to let you take your
chances if you really want to.”
“You know you don’t mean that, Lita,” Mina sighed and touched her friend’s
shoulder. “You’re just worried because you’ve got the hots for him and this is
not how you wanted your first date.”
“What?” Lita and Nephrite asked in unison while the other’s jaws dropped in
surprise.
“That diffused the situation didn’t it?” Mina laughed before taking a sip of
her crimson. The entire room, minus the unconscious ones, stared at her in
disbelief. “Oh please, you can’t fool the Goddess of Love. Everybody is
jonesing in here, but too worried about the consequences. I say let it ride;
it’s not as if we have a choice anyway. Going insane about it doesn’t make it
better.”
“Are you high?” Rei asked looking inside Mina’s cup.
“I resent that.” Mina frowned then brushed Rei’s attitude like spec of lint.
“The more we try to avoid what we already know is to be the worse it gets or
have not noticed.” Mina looked towards the blue haired Omega. “Ami explain it
to her.”
Ami sighed. “She’s right. We all know that’s how Serena’s power works. The
harder we fight the more extreme the situation will become. Perhaps we should…
just let it ride.”
“I am missing something here,” Zoicite shook his head.
“Apparently you’re not the only one.” Nephrite slammed his hands down on the
table. “How about some answers now.”
“Careful, mortal,” Rei growled. Nephrite quirked an eyebrow then stared at
her. “Lita, control your mate before I do.”
Brown eyes narrowed. “I don’t need…”
“Ok, damn it. I’ve had it,” Ami snapped as she stood to her feet. The
temperature in the room dropped as everyone looked at her in shock. “Yes, I
used an explicative. I am tired of the fighting. It’s not getting us anywhere.”
She looked a Nephrite and Zoicite. “You two were destined to be our mates, just
like Jadeite and Malachite are destined for Rei…”
“I make my own destiny.” Rei snapped.
“Shut it Rei.” Ami frowned. “Even you feel his pull and it’s not the first
time, that’s why you’re being…”
“Such a bitch,” Nephrite supplied.
Rei’s eyes glowed as a fireball formed in her hand. She stood to her feet.
“Oh, fire!” Mina shrieked backing away from Rei in a crab like fashion.
Lita stepped in front of Rei with her hands. “Rei, I can’t let you do that,”
she said calmly as the blood left her face.
Amethysts eyes widened as the anger fleeted. Her friends were terrified she
could feel it. The fire dissipated from her hand and she sat down. “I’m going
crazy. He’s making me crazy and not even conscious.”
“Ooh kay,” Zoicite sighed. “How about we move away from that subject?”
“No,” Ami replied sitting down as well. Her back went rigid as her eyes went
cold. “We need to talk about it because I have a feeling that once they wake up
we won’t have the chance to do so. Mina will have to tell you the story since
she was the first to wake.”
Mina nodded. ‘This goes back 3000 years ago in the time of the Silver
Millennium…”
To be continued…
© 2008 Devon Masterson-Bond 3/16/08 – 12/29/08 (jeez that was
long)
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