Ending Part 1 - Her Adventure with the Hunters of the Night
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Ending Part 1 - Her Adventure with the Hunters of the Night
🌶️ A spicy ending to the story
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She slowly woke up to the smell of lavender and the cozy feeling of being swaddled under warm flannel sheets with a heavy blanket on top of her nude body.
Nude? Why was she naked? Where were her clothes?
Who had undressed her? Where was she?
She struggled to sit up and brace herself against the padded headboard of the bed. She felt weak and shaky.
“Take it easy, little witch. You were a disgusting mess, so we bathed you and put you to bed. You slept all night and a day. Welcome back to the land of the living!”
She turned her head to see the woman who had saved her, relaxing in a deep leather armchair nearby sipping a glass of red wine. The glowing light from a roaring fireplace in the wall across from the bed made her face seem warmer and friendlier than it had in the dark woods.
She mumbled. “Where am I? Why am I here?”
Valeria chuckled. “Oh, should I have left you to burn in the fire you started? Or maybe I should have left you for the Bloodtongues to finish feasting on you? They know your scent now, by the way. And, I am certain they are very, very angry about what you did. They already hate us, but you made a new enemy that night. Well, the enemy of our enemy is our friend and ally.”
She tipped her glass in Jessica’s direction. Then, she bent her head down slightly with a respectful nod. “I owe you my thanks. I saved you, but you also saved me with those beautiful green flames. You are a little more than you appear to be, young one.”
“Why do you keep calling me that? What’s with the ‘little one’ and ‘young one’? I’m pretty sure I’m older than you are.”
Just then, a dark-haired man walked barefoot into the bedroom from the hallway. His pale muscular body was nude except for a pair of silken burgundy pants that did little to hide the heavy sway of his male member.
He burst into laughter. “What a compliment, Valeria! I told you how young and beautiful you look. Do you believe it now?”
Jessica jerked and clutched the blankets up around her chin. Her eyes darted around the room looking for windows, an exit, or anywhere she could go if this went south.
His dark eyes twinkled and he smiled at her. “Hey, you’re in no danger in our home. If we wanted to hurt you, we had plenty of time to do it while you were passed out. Relax, ok?”
“Roman, can you rub my shoulders a bit? I’m still aching from that battle. I’m not used to having someone on my back like that. Well, not in a fight, anyway.” She raised her eyebrows and grinned at him.
Roman moved over to her with the same strange grace Jessica had noticed in Valeria the other night. He looked like a sleek panther who was very aware of his power and presence.
“You wouldn’t be so banged up if you had waited for me. You know better than to hunt alone like that. I think you’re going to need more than a basic massage, though. You made a kill, and you need to balance that death magic with some life. I bet you’re still feeling a little ill?”
She looked up at him and nodded, pouting with her full bottom lip. He took her glass and set it down on a nearby end table. Placing his large hands on her shoulders, he began slowly stroking and squeezing her tense muscles with strong fingers. She leaned back into the chair, arching her back and sighing deeply.
"Little witch,” she said. “How much do you know of death magic and life magic? The balance that must be maintained by those who care about the harmony in this world?"
Jessica didn’t feel like explaining her bizarre relationship with Callum right now, so she shook her head. “I’ve been exploring magic, as you probably figured out. But I haven’t heard a lot about that.”
"Well, when living creatures procreate, the result is greater than the sum of the parental parts. New independent energy is formed and life is created from almost nothing. It's the most powerful magic in this world, wouldn’t you agree? What is more wondrous than the creation of new life?" she asked.
Jessica shrugged and nodded, so Valeria continued.
"Shared sexual energy and biological essence is still quite powerful. Nothing like creating new life, of course. But it energizes all participants and will fuel your power and magic if you know what to do with it."
Jessica's facial expression betrayed her thoughts. She frowned a little, "But, how are you able to create life? Does the sex still work for you… since you're…" She didn't finish the sentence.
Valeria laughed and tilted her head back to roll her eyes at Roman who was still rubbing and kneading her ivory flesh. "You think we're dead? Or, I suppose a better word would be undead?"
Jessica hunched her shoulders, "I mean, I guess so. Aren't you… vampires or something?"
She closed her eyes and shuddered. "I hate that word. We're very alive, thank you. Perhaps the Bloodtongues are closest to your legends of vampires. But we are nothing like them. Disgusting as they are, the Bloodtongues are alive, too. We live and breathe and feed and fuck, just like you. But, I get the confusion. We are also so very different from you. Well, now we are. We were once the same, but that was a very, very long time ago…"
Her voice trailed off and her eyes grew distant.
“I’m sorry,” said Jessica. “I didn’t mean to insult you. This is all very new and confusing for me. What do you prefer to be called?”
“I’m not going to pretend that we are harmless, but we don’t drink blood and we don’t hunt the innocent. We evolved a long time ago, and our laws forbid that practice. It’s a little dramatic, but we’ve come to be known as Breathdrinkers.”
Jessica shuddered a little and hoped they didn’t notice. Drinking blood was pretty damn nasty, that’s true. But swallowing someone’s breath? That didn’t sound so pleasant, either.
The muscles in Roman’s arms and shoulders flexed and rippled as he continued exploring Valeria’s body. She moaned and rolled her head to expose her throat to his touch.
His hands massaged and slid across her neck and shoulders as he stripped the tension from her. He leaned forward, unbuttoned her shirt, and helped her slip out of it. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her small firm breasts arched up into the air. His fingers slid across her curves while he teased and pinched her hardening light pink nipples, which made her suddenly gasp.
Jessica cleared her throat. “Ummm, if you could bring me my clothes, I can get out of your hair. It looks like you’re going to be busy, and I feel like I’m intruding.”
Roman laughed and his deep voice lowered a few octaves. “Mmmm… Valeria, we have a timid one! You’re not intruding, Jessica, and we are definitely not shy. When you’ve lived as long as we have, you lose your self-consciousness and you have no idea what our real parties can be like. You’re a young one, so you don’t know this yet, but life is too precious and full of pain to miss a single opportunity for joy and pleasure. Stay and watch! We enjoy that a great deal.”
She had to admit that she was curious, and feeling more than a little aroused by this point. She still wasn’t entirely certain what they were, but watching their athletic bodies playing together was quite the visual feast.
However, Jessica felt oddly out of balance. There was a trembling tension in her body she’d never experienced before. Even her skin felt like it was crawling with hundreds of fire ants. She shifted uncomfortably in the bed.
Valeria noticed her pained expression. "You used powerful magic that evening, which always comes with a price. That’s what you’re feeling right now. Like you’re going to jump out of your skin? You should play a little. It's not much, but it will help counteract the effects. Life and sex magic always do. Trust me."
Roman walked around to the front of the chair with his growing arousal clearly visible. He knelt down in front of Valeria as she unbuttoned her black pants, and he helped her slide them off. Gently, he lifted her legs, placed them over his muscular shoulders, and eased his face between her strong thighs.
Jessica could hear him kissing and licking while Valeria arched her back and let her head drop onto the padded leather behind her. The muscles in her stomach rippled as she twisted and groaned.
That sound did it. Now Jessica was beyond horny and losing her inhibitions. Fuck it. They were busy and not looking at her anyway.
Squirming with anticipation, she slid her hand down under the warm sheets to reach between her legs where she was already wet and needy. She moaned as her fingers touched her hot, slippery folds. It was time to play.
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