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Babies R Where

QHUINN: -There were few things that made Qhuinn squirm like a colony of fire ants had taken up home in his leathers. But this…His mismatched eyes and brain trying its damnest to process what the fuck he was doing standing between racks of strange bras and…. his head cocked to the side.- Those can’t be panties. - more like a contraption to support a big ass and boobs- those are a serious case of birth control. -He muttered at the same time recoiling when the overly happy Mary Poppin sales lady caught him in her cross hairs. Jesus.. Fuck me. A forced tight smile did nothing to deter this woman. “Is there anything I can help you find, sir? All nursing bras are …” Qhuinn took a step back his hand flying up to stop the rest of that sentence from making his brain bleed out.- I’m good. Really. These man boobs won’t be lactating anytime in the next 100 millenniums… Thanks. -She gawked…literally made this bird sound and had the nerve to look offended. GET. IN. LINE. Mary Poppins. The giggle from behind him had Qhuinn grunting shit that wasn’t even words at the little chosen he knew was living this shit up. He was never going to live his down. The look he shot her was both pleading and threatening, a pending torture of some kind, she snickered and smiled. He spoke in a low growl as he stalked forward, clipping a sign with his shoulder that clearly stated in bold pink letters “Leak Proof Lining”- When you said you needed more bras and panties, I was picturing Victoria’s Secret. Not this. -A mountain of a warrior with shitkickers planted to the carpeted floor, thick arms crossed to his chest, brow cocked a hint of amusement buried in his tone.- This takes some warning, Layla. And possibly a therapy session with Jane.

LAYLA: [Layla’s laughter filled the air as she stood and observed his fear and irritation, but she n’er expected him to take her shopping if he knew what was truly to come of their trip. Closing the small distance between them, Layla pulled his crossed arms down and smiled towards the sales lady that had begun to wander off.] Qhuinn, if I had spoken of what we were to be truly searching for you n’er would have agreed to accompany me, am I right? [Bella had taken Layla aside days ago and told her all of what she would need for herself. As much as she had wanted to request her sisters presence, ‘twas still difficult for her to make requests to anyone other than Qhuinn. Reaching up as much as she could to find his broad shoulders, Layla turned his body around, and while tugging on his large hand with hers, she escorted him to a rack of maternity panties.] Shall I model them for you warrior?

QHUINN: - A small group of ogling sappy eyed females hovering around a rack did not go unnoticed. All of them with child, but no man. And just where the hell were their males? Then it hit him, this was kinda important.. one of those moments, one that mates would share. He and Layla weren’t mates but this was his young she was carrying and if she needed these contraptions then he’d ball up and do this shit. Damn. Qhuinn swallowed then swallowed again, all of a sudden the Sahara desert was in his throat and he wanted a shot of herradura and a loaded monster burger from that diner on the corner of Fifth Street. Christ. He gave the hand in his a squeeze and a tug, and Layla met his chest with a gentle thud, those green eyes lifted up to his and he shook his head, half grinning.- These places should have man stations, flat screens and chairs that massage my ass while i watch MMA and wolf down a King size candy bar. I’m putting all that shit in the suggestion box… -Qhuinn tapped the end of her nose with his finger.- You owe me big, baby girl…BIG. -He stepped back making his arms span their full length before tucking them into his chest and leaning against a mirrored wall, he nodded toward the racks.- I’ll be right here…. -As he stood there Qhuinn caught himself from time to time watching her move and her body sway, she wasn’t sporting a huge bump but the proof was there. His kid..their young was growing inside that female, one that he adored and would protect with his life.-

LAYLA: [Layla couldn’t help but smirk and laugh at how Qhuinn was behaving. Bella had spoken to her before they left and gave her a humorous warning about how he may act, but Layla had deigned that he would be able to handle it. ‘Twas only a shopping trip, she convinced herself. But now…seeing that deer in the headlights look he had and how his brows were knitted so tightly across his brow, she simply smiled and dropped her hands from the garments she had been fondling. One arm was already heavy with the items she had pulled from the various locations within the store. His eyes were glued to her belly, which now pooched out a little more than she had wanted. Feeling somewhat self-conscious at his stare she covered her front with the items and walked back towards the wall he was leaning against.] Oh Qhuinn, my sweet Qhuinn. I shall repay you ten-fold. This I assure you. Can we secure payments for these items? [She held up her arm and batted her lashes as only a female could; something she had learned from watching television. It always worked for them, would it work for her? [Then we can feed your growling stomach and mine. This young has me famished on a constant basis. Clearly, she has taken after her father. [Layla smiled warmly as the vision of a small female baby, with her fathers mismatched eyes flooded her mind. He always hated how different he was, but she loved his eyes. Turning her head left to right she looked around and thrust the stack of clothing against his broad chest.] How do we get these?

QHUINN: -Qhuinn nudged her toward the front of the store, whispering like it was top secret- With a roll.. -a squeeze check to the stack on his hold- …or two, of Benjamin’s and a check-out lane with the least appealing cashier. My appetite along with yours combined we might have to call in the brothers for a cleanup on aisle 5. -She blushed a deep crimson and a rumbling laughed came straight from his chest.- I’m fucking with you, Chosen. -The warrior almost looked civilized with his massive arm full a shopping spree the other around the shoulders of the female at his side…normal if you would but when a leather clad shitkicker wearing mammoth of a man made a sound like that people noticed. He wanted to bare his fangs and growl…but that shit would fly like a dead bird. So instead he pulled the hormone card.- Nothing to see here folks that was the happy hormone wave from my lil’ bit. You can only guess what comes next…-Qhuinn petted down Layla’s blonde hair, fighting a smile- You don’t want to be around for it. And she’s hungry on top of that. -And that was how Moses parted the red sea. A few minutes later they stood on the sidewalk, Fritz had taken the bags to the car. Qhuinn was scanning and doing a subtle weapons check before they took off to find grub.- Layla, you want Chinese, Mexican, or the Diner? -when she didn’t answer his eyes shot to her face and he took a step closer- Layla? What the hell’s wrong?

LAYLA: [Her mind was elsewhere, she heard his question but it didn’t seem to process as her body was warning her to take a close look at their surroundings. Something felt off…no not off, she thought, but odd. Dearest virgin, her nose was twitching and she wanted to curse as she had heard so many others do when they were unnerved by a situation. Her green eyes looked left and then right, and that’s when a gasp escaped her now parted lips. She caught, yet only briefly, but enough to know who it was. That massive dark shadow of a male that slipped from beside a strip center across the way and into the shadows. It was that of her capture, or savior as she had grown to think of him after he cared so kindly for her after the car bomb. ‘Twas Xcor that her nose and body had sensed before he slid away from sight. How long had he been watching them, and what business would he have had here, were the thoughts that scrolled through her scrambled mind. The sudden heat of Qhuinn’s stare and body beside her brought her from her daze. Raising her eyes to his she frowned slightly and pondered if she should even mention it.] Oh, nothing Qhuinn. ‘Tis my sense of smell that is so heightened and I simply caught wind of one that I know. [And one she felt fondly, much too fondly for her liking, but also something she would not divulge to the warrior who stood watch beside her.] Xcor…he is near, I can feel it. And I don’t understand why? [Her brows rose and she looked up at him questioningly.] Why, after all the time that has passed would he have such an effect on me? To sense his being and smell? [She was clearly disturbed and a wave of confusion rolled off of her, surely causing Qhuinn to question her loyalty to the Brotherhood, but ‘twas something she could not deny.]

QHUINN: -He barely registered anything she said, not a single fucking word after “Xcor” because the wind shifted and the scent of bastard stung the night air. Fight mode engaged. His broad thick shoulders rolled, head dropped and he inhaled, body angling toward the enemy, hand on the hilt of his pistol the other spun and got Layla corralled between his body and the building.- Don’t move or try to see shit. You got me. -There was no question poised for her to answer. Those eyes got busy tearing apart the shadows and the alleys, even the roof tops as far as he could see. Nothing, but that meant shit. Fritz sat a block down the street, the car idling at the curb. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuccckkk. All he could think was getting her and his young out of here, and right now he was no where close to being able to dematerialize and he wasn’t sending her alone. What if Xcor tried to follow her? That son of a bitch needed to die, unfortunately tonight wasn’t going to allow for it. Another string of curses and Qhuinn eased off Layla but kept her shielded, pulled out his phone and got Fritz and the Mercedes back to their position. Jerking open the back door for Layla, he hissed at the doggen to stay put then joined her in the back seat. Something was not setting right with him, he found his temper growing by the second, he hissed toward the front seat.- To the compound, Fritz. Don’t stop for anything. -Mismatched eyes took in the darkness behind his eyelids for a few beats followed by some breathing… one deep breath… two…three…four… his jaw grew tight, eyes slowed open onto her and he spoke real slow.- What do you mean you sensed him? And What the fuck happened when he had you, Layla? Don’t bullshit me, Chosen. That’s my life growing inside you as well.

LAYLA: [Frightened beyond belief by his words and actions, Layla did as she was told and swallowed the hard lump that had formed in her throat. Groaning low, she knew she should have said naught of what she discovered. He was gone, and they could have avoided the whole thing. Her body was carefully pushed into the backseat of the car with Qhuinn following immediately. The anger within him filled the Her body was carefully pushed into the backseat of the car with Qhuinn following immediately. The anger within him filled the backseat as she struggled to contain the tears that stung her eyes. Her head turned as she struggled to contain the tears that stung her eyes. Her head turned towards Qhuinn as he closed his eyes and tried to compose himself, but when they opened and looked right into hers…almost into her soul, the tears fell. She strained to fight them and find the words to explain what had occurred so many months ago. A loss for words, that was what she was feeling, along with guilt and fear. Nothing had ever been spoken of what transpired when she was taken, she had made sure of that. What would Qhuinn think of her? Would he no longer love her, or no longer want anything to do with their young. Think of her as tainted for having taken his vein and offered the same? Her hands rose to wipe the tears from her flushed cheeks, and she spoke as softly and calmly as she could fathom, not looking the warrior in the eye.] He never laid a hand on me. He was naught but caring and kind. I was fed and taken well care of while in his home. But… [This is where she faltered in her speech. Her feelings for the scarred warrior had only multiplied over the time since her safe return. She found herself dreaming of those deep blue eyes and his scent. She had a strong instinct to protect him…protect him from those she dwelled with. Telling Qhuinn everything? No good would e’er come of that. The Brotherhood already had vowed to kill Xcor and his soldiers. Her head rose and her eyes met his.] I took his vein. [Before he could attempt to protest and stop her from speaking she continued.] I had to Qhuinn, for I was injured in the explosion. He ne’er even looked at me, stood in the shadows. [Layla heard Qhuinn grit his teeth and a low growl rumbled in his chest. She firmly grasped Qhuinn’s arm to try and emphasize the purpose of her actions before pulling her hand away, as well as her body, providing some distance between them fearing the worst of consequences from the father of their young.]

QHUINN: I’m sure he did it out of the goodness of his fucking heart, Layla. -Words slung at her sharp as a bladed whip, fist bound together in his lap. He would throw himself from the car before he laid a hand on her, but fuck he wanted to kill something, the guilt and fury battling in his chest was indescribable. She…THEY should’ve never been in hands of son of a bitch.- Xcor is nothing but god damn calculating bastard! -Qhuinn roared and watched more tears stream down her face, she shrank further into herself. He knew she only done what had to be done to save her and the young, but god damn he wasn’t taking this dose of reality like a good boy. It was a horse pill lodged in his throat and a twitch in his trigger finger. Fangs fully extended, eyes he knew had gone wild glanced out the side glass, they were a half mile from the turn off to the mountain.- Pull over Fritz… -the car slowed and Qhuinn slowly leaned in toward Layla, one hand cupping her cheek the other going very carefully to her belly, he spoke with all the calm he could find for her.- I’m not mad at you, baby girl. Fuck… I’m glad you did what you had to but … -he broke off- I gotta process this shit and…I -his chest rose and fell once as the car stopped- Fritz will take you on into the compound. I’ll be back before dawn. You need me…call. -lifting her chin higher- Don’t hesitate I mean it. -Qhuinn kissed both her tear stained cheeks and exited the car, tapping the hood for it to leave. He stood there on the side of the road…fuck he had no clue how long but when he tried to dematerialize and it worked he knew it was long enough. The Male in him needed a clear mind, the Warrior needed blood to spill…Lesser or Bastard he didn’t care. -

LAYLA: [Layla attempted a small smile, for his sake, but failed miserably when he told her he was leaving her with Fritz to be taken home, alone. This is what she had feared all along and by keeping the secrecy of what else transpired between her and Xcor…no, she now knew it was for the best. The pure animalistic fury that emanated from Qhuinn at merely knowing she had taken another vein, especially the one of an enemy was almost more than she could bare. She stared out the darkened window at the male that had made a solemn vow to protect her and choked back more tears. She ne’er meant to hurt him, nor cause him any undue harm, but her stupidity had betrayed her. Shaking her head as the car drove away, she drew her legs up to her elbows and sunk her face into her trembling palms as her heart ached for him, and for the male she had grown to desire, against all odds.] #BabiesRWhere

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ZerosSum Bastard Style

ZYPHER:  {Balthazar wasted no time getting the female on her knees, she actually looked shocked, Zypher mused when her mouth gaped open, eyes flared wide. His rough fingers tapped her cheek.}  Keep it just like that.  {Cock heavy in his other palm, the swollen head nudged her lips, then his dick got wet and went slip and slide down her throat, deep, deeper out any gag reflex that wanted to expel.  God he groaned like bitch when her tongue got slurp and lick happy, like his dick was one of those candies he saw females walk around with to display their talents openly. Both his hands fisted her hair, encouraging her talents up and down his erection that was until his comrade mounted that bubble ass and sank balls deep between those cheeks. Fucking Razor blades was all he felt for a split second.} Mind. Your. Fucking. Teeth   {Steel blue eyes sharp as his words. The point was received, held her head firm and punched two hard thrust down her throat. Thumbs slipped to her jaw keeping it unhinged, pace steady leveling out with   Balthazar’s invasion, the assault on her ass and mouth she would feel for days.  Head tilted, lips slightly parted breathing labored, Zypher voyeured the show his cock was starring in.}  That’s it, baby. {Low hiss from his chest} You like being double fucked.  {It wasnt a question and needed no answer. The music in the club flipped tracks, a sex grinding rhythm that grabbed his balls and twisted. The female, fuck, she began to whimper and beg, writhing in their grasp, taking every deep drive of their hips. They would split her in two, he couldn’t find a give a fuck in Balthazar’s growl brought his eyes up, the brothers stare was black with lust and his fangs were dagger long, Zypher’s matched. No grounds were set with the female if this was a double tap… pussy and blood. Or a solo excursion…pussy only. Had Xcor not been watching he would have shoved her up and back into his brother and got high and tight in that pussy and her vein. Growl of his own rose from his chest, eyes falling closed, this bitch was a hoover on his dick and right now the orgasm he was chasing dulled the ache to taste her blood, barely.} You better swallow fast, female.  

THROE:  {He paid for his comrades to have a night they were looking for, filled with sex at least since his vampire contact wasn’t available for the next week.  Testosterone was pumping through veins to the point he could almost see the shit with the naked eye.  The only option he could come up with was the club known to offer females with the right amount of coin, it would at least give the bastards something to do other than fight the Lessening Society that was bringing their race to its knees.  Solution sorted for the time being, and he worked where they were finally sitting on a nice pile of coin that could hold them good for at least a few years, as long as expenses didn’t change.  So he laid down the bills and watched as each one of his comrades left, including Xcor, to follow behind her.  Instead of letting his feet carry him he took another pull from the drink he’d been nursing since they arrived in the sex filled club.  It didn’t feel right here, something was wrong, but he couldn’t put his finger on it, but no one else seemed to have the same thoughts as he.  Giving a mental shrug Throe pressed into his heels and scanned the club with his icy blues before carrying himself down the path he just watched the soldiers go, what he found didn’t surprise him..  Nay, what did stop him was the fact Syn was not only sitting on the sidelines, but he had brought his own with him, somehow.  Thore didn’t want to give it much thought, or think of the extra cash he’d have to pay for having two females in the room for them to feast upon.  Teeth gritted as he locked his jaw into place, mostly he didn’t partake in the adventures of his comrades, or at least not with them, but he had the feeling an exception would need to be made to last the night with the raging hard on he was sporting.}

XCOR: [The whore’s room was in almost complete darkness, a requirement if she was to service me, also. I stood back in the corner, surveying my men devouring the female, her moans I was sure were that of pleasure and not of the fakery to garner her money. Aye, she may be a whore used to putting on a show, but she was enjoying my men. I felt the ache in my gums, too long since I had fed from the chosen, how many month had since past now was it? and still she haunted my every waking moment. I scowled, pushed the image of the blonde angel from my mind, she had nay right to be in my head. I concentrated the twitch of my cock, eager to banish thoughts of the pure female, one too clean for the likes of my ugliness. I strode forward, growled for Zypher to move his bulk, I felt the female hesitate, knew she was glaring at me, her indrawn breath and stiffened body conveyed her disgust. I tightened my jaw, unbuckled the belt slowly, she had been paid, she could look away, I had no fucking care what the whore thought of my looks, I was only interested in what she had between her legs. With one shove I was embedded deeply inside her. I felt her body stretch and soften, she moaned swallowing more of my comrade, my thrust synced with that of the pounding music coming from afar, scribe awful music, humans thus proving their tastes for things were at rock bottom zero. My head dropped on my neck, every shove inside her tightness drawing me e’er closer to the pleasure, fangs pulsed and edge down upon my lip and whilst amid the silken walls, noises of our carnality filling the room I was pushed into memories of the chosen, it was her body I saw enveloping my cock, her moans I heard….. goddamn it…. ]

ZYPHER: {He was in shock for a moment after she swallowed every drop his cock shoved down her throat and licked every drop of remains from his dick.  Her talents weren’t the shock, it was his leader who took over the female from Balthazar and himself and sank into her pussy.   He knew she enjoyed Xcor invading her core with each roll of his hips her moans grew louder.  Zypher’s frustration grew by the second as his dick was once more pulsing for release.  Eyes as cold as steel swept the room, no one was guarding, but he wasn’t concerned, nay, no human would fuck with them, and if they dare stepped into the room they would find themselves being fucked by one if not two of the soldiers.  His hands ground into the females wrist to keep her from reaching for his leader, if she were to touch him he wasn’t sure of the outcome and he was nay ready to give up the eager pussy.  Zypher’s head dropped beside hers, canines running the length of her shoulder tugging at the fragile skin.}  Do you want me to fuck you, female.  {His gaze took in the widening of her legs allowing Xcor to really get inside of her, Zypher’s grin widened at the whimper that escaped from her throat.  Moving her hands with a crushing grip he wrapped her palms over his cock.}  That’s it, baby… {If her mouth was any indication of the skill she possessed her hands were going to prove a fine choice.}

THROE:  {Throe wasn’t sure the amount of time that passed since the last time he had a female as eager as the one Syn had brought into the blacked out room.  If it wasn’t for having superior vision he was almost certain he wouldn’t see anything.  His grin widened as Syn pushed the blonde forward from his lap.   Her hands tightened and tugged harder on his cock.}  Lay back, girl.  {His gaze tracked Syn as he rounded the sofa and pulled her head where he wanted it across the arm of the chair, he gave her no room to move holding her prisoner with his large palms.  Inch by inch he invaded her lips nay caring for the constriction he put on her throat as she gagged her limit.  Throe pulled her legs over the edge of seat until she hung open in front of him.  It amazed him none to find her desire glistening her thighs, a groan of satisfaction sounded from his throat as he pushed her legs wider.  Syn was pulling from her mouth before shoving anew when Throe sank into her core.  His hands digging into her thighs to keep her spread wide for him as he ground deep inside of her slick walls.  It had been too long he thought.  Her muffled sound of pleasure along with his comrades echoed in his skull.}

XCOR: [Many switches happened. Zypher and Syn alternating with fucking both ends.  The female well used until I e’en wondered how she was taking such a bruising from my soldiers. Once I had spilled inside her, the picture of another blonde with the greenest eyes raged the climax harder from me, and the whore pumped her hips crying her orgasm.  I withdrew disgusted trying to banish the chosen from every thought was harder than I waged, aye, and bringing her to this place of ill repute, putting her face in this situation of the basest of filth.. the anger beat a pain inside my temple] Finish, we are to leave now [I growled with contempt, the female writhing her pleasure. Standing in the doorway, the blare of the godforsaken music only increasing, I looked on as my men finished up their business, money was left the female. In precise formation, Throe at my side, the cousins at my back we left. Head bent to the darkest of the establishment, my hunger still pallable, unable to take that female’s vein, not e’en to stave off the pang, I found I hungered for another. Just outside the door, leaving the glass building with its neon sign and all it’s ill gotten gains behind, I rounded on Balthazar, his incessant bleating driving a nail over my last nerve. His back bounced from the brick wall I had pinned him to, fangs bared, I leveled a sinister look toward Throe who looked stupid enough to interfere stopping him in his tracks] I allowed you your trivial fun, now if I have to listen to your cock stories just one more minute, I will rip it from you, balls included and shove them down your throat, are we clear? [Eyeball to eyeball I felt the rage pour from my soldier, smrt of him he didnae respond] Now, we get back to the war. Zypher, go south. Syn, head west. We meet in three hours, Aye. [One brief nod, I dematerialized to the highest building, my lady love humming gently, I cracked my neck surveying all of caldwell…. knowing somewhere in this town was my chosen. More importantly the brotherhood who were housing her… one way or another I had decided I would kill one and take the other for my own… I not only wanted the throne, aye…. I wanted it all…] ZeroSumBastardStyle

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Using the King

WRATH:  -Fucking hell.  She was killing me, and the scent of her arousal did nothing to keep me from jumping her and stripping every inch of clothing from that soft skin of hers.  Only a few months into her pregnancy and already her sexual appetite was hard to keep up with, even with my stamina.  With a plan to leave the mansion behind for just a night slowly approaching I was doing everything to keep her at arms length simply so I wouldn’t be worn down to a wet noodle before the time came.  So instead of pulling her higher on my chest and getting to work on her desire it took everything in me to retrieve the hardcase my wraparounds were in and pull them into place.  My callused hands feeling against the swell of her midsection before buttoning my leathers and retreating with George at the lead to the mountains of scrolls and emails that awaited me in my study.-

BETH: -The yawn from Beth felt inhuman as she stretched out every muscle. But she was so rested having slept nearly 10 hours, unheard of for her. She tested the sickness, throwing her legs over the side of the bed and sat for a minute or two, when the world didn’t shift beneath her, or her belly rolling, she grinned and hopped down the platform doing the necessary bathroom pit-stop and took a leisurely shower, giving a glance in the full length mirror at her growing belly, Junior was growing nicely, and right on schedule according to Manny. Beth didn’t know how she would have coped being pregnant for 16 months as was the norm for vampires, nope,not for the queen, she would be full term in just a few months, and wasn’t she happy as a clam to meet their baby. On the way down to Wrath’s study, Beth stopped to talk with Bella in the corridor, had a cuddle with Nalla, then popped her head around Marissa’s door to say hi, making sure to call in to check on Layla and to have a doggen take the pregnant chosen her favorite ice cream. All the while Beth had Wrath on her mind, and when she saw him behind his desk sat on his throne grimacing at something Fritz was transcribing to him… maaan… the desire as always hit her as if one of V’s beloved Red Sox’ pitchers had got her square in the face with a ball. George’s tail thumped, but he stayed at his master’s side- Hi, my baby boy -Beth got down to the dogs level giving both of his ears a nicely scratch which her furry baby adored- Hey, Fritz, can you take my baby here for a walk for a while? “oh, yes, Mistress, of course. Come, master George, we shall take our leave” -The look on her mans face told Beth he knew exactly why she was clearing out his study, she smiled slowly rounding his desk. She didn’t mind being low down on the list when it came to who got Wrath’s attention the most, there was so much work to be done it was a necessity, but right now, for this hour, she had decided he was hers- Now we can do this the easy way, or the hard way -Beth joked, her tone light and carefree as she perched onto her hellren’s legs, both hands cupping his hard face. Man, he was beautiful, all his hard sculpted lines and that mouth… she was already lost in love with him when she kissed that mouth and purred- What’s it to be, Wrath?

WRATH: -Before she even stepped foot inside the study I knew exactly what she was coming after.   Me.  Canines punched into the inside of my bottom lip straining for release as my cock throbbed to life immediately.  No matter the days and nights that passed she still and always would have that effect on me.  Her scent alone my own personal aphrodisiac that could keep me pumped for hours on end.  Fritz was quick to the program taking George on the requested hike giving her exactly what she wanted.  Locking the doors to the study with only a thought as rough hands rounded onto the exquisite globes of her rear.  Even with the considerable change in her midsection she still still fit against me effortlessly.  Unable to resist the lure of her lips only inches from my tongue I took what my taste slow yet deliberately leaving her panting in my lap for more.   She came here to perch on my lap and make her demands and I was the only one who could meet them, ever.-  You tell me…. Leelan.  -Even with Jane and Beth assuring me no harm would come to the young during sex I’d take my time with her, easing her body to accept me until I was more than certain she would only feel the pleasure I gave her, never once did I allow my harsher side come to life and fall into the animalistic taking her raw and fast.  But she was making it difficult with her little purrs.-  You need to slow down before I take you here.  -Vicious minx she was didn’t help when she pulled my face back to hers punching her fangs into the inside of my lip drawing blood and sweeping her tongue in to consume every drop she brought forth.  Hips drilled upwards of their own accord not allowing me a single thought other than to listen to the demand my cock was giving to get inside of her and now.  My growl was low as I pulled my lips from her with the strain of my control teetering to non existent.-  Last warning, you’ll have, Elizabeth…

BETH:  So scary you are, baby -Beth only laughed and took another nip on Wrath’s bottom lip, tugging it with delight into her mouth, while at the same time her hands with much skill and practice had unbuttoned his leather pants. When he began to talk again, she pushed their mouths together, sweeping inside for a longer deeper taste, almost losing the power to breath. Too long, it had been too long since she’d had him, she was likely to murder someone if they dared come to the study door. Acting like she’d had lessons from a ninja turtle, Beth freed Wrath’s length into her waiting hands, purring it took not even a second to take him where she wanted him… ached… oh jesus yeahhhhhhh- I got this, Wrath… you just stay… jesus..yeah stay there -he was pushed all the way inside her. She had no room for the pushing, but whaddaya know, Wrath’s hands got in on the play, cupping her butt and lifted her on and off him. A shift and a tilt and she rode her man, the pleasure growing.. her fangs aching. Man, they needed this time, only if it was a short time, they needed it..-

WRATH: -A silk vise had a hold of me as I drove deeper, harder, faster. That’s the only thing that could describe how she felt riding my cock.- I’ll show you scary, Leelan. -Each word was driven home with a rotating power driving thrust into her core.  Fuuuuuck she felt so good on me. Fangs throbbed to be buried to the hilt just like my length. How I kept from answering the call my canines made was beyond me. Pulling each moan from her throat in a deep kiss that continued on and in.  Anchoring her chest to mine with an arm braced against her back as I forced her hips on with my urging hand.  Her moans vibrating against my throat to keep going and never stop until…… My grunts as she tightened her already strong hold on my cock through her orgasm didn’t help me from losing my own with her. Relentlessly my hips continued strumming her body through each twitch it gave me. My bonding scent clouded the room in a haze to cover her and fill her every pore so no one could ever question who she belonged to. Nails dug into my biceps to keep ahold as I lifted us both to drop her on top of my cluttered desk. Lips dropping to her throat leaving a wet path until I found the lobe of her ear.  Rearing back my hips to deliver earth shattering punches with my throbbing cock inside her.-  you asked for this, Leelan..  

BETH: -With all the will in the world Beth could not have stopped their sex, nor did she want to. She leaned back, braced her hands and felt Wrath’s fingers slid up under her skirt to grip her thighs and —— jesus. He penetrated like he did everything in life. With complete conviction, she always died right there in his study, the pleasure so damn acute she easily forgot her own name- I asked… now gimme it, Wrath -There was no point trying to move, to sync their hips, Wrath was all the way there in charge, somewhere along the line her seduction had tripped over into his possession and didn’t she just moan loving it. Once…twice..and another thrust and she splintered in half, an orgasm robbing Beth of all logical thoughts. When she resurfaced, she tugged on his thick black hair, brought his smirking lips down to hers and took them, kissing her man with every last bit of love she felt for him. Bossy, overpowering, stubborn and hers. Man, she loved him, loved watching his face, so rugged and relaxed and in the moment. A moment that wouldn’t last long before real life invaded again and Wrath would need to get back to the emails. But right now… her hips lifted, got the friction going again.. right now he was all hers-

WRATH:  -She was an angel sent to me from some deity that thought more of me than I did of myself.  With her hips urging me to continue until there was nothing left of me.  My palms released their stronghold on her thighs to grasp her face instead to allow me to feel what my eyes denied me, the beauty that was my Shellan.  My hips no longer in the desperate search to ease the throbbing pain in my cock, I reluctantly slowed my assault.  Elbows pressed against her shoulders to keep her ass from sliding further up my desk, forearms braced against it’s surface and hands lanced with hers.-  What is it you want, Leelan….  -Too close to exploding, I knew any second I wouldn’t be able to hold anything back and fill her tight sheath.  But I needed the words, I wanted to hear her utter them in a soft plea.  Until that point…-  Tell me… -Releasing the grasp of her palm to reach where our bodies connected between her skirt that now rode high on her hips, my thumb pressed against her nub of nerves swollen with need, pinching and rubbing until she was panting heavily against my throat.-  Ask for it, tell me…

BETH:  -How could she ask for something he was already giving her. Besides, Beth didn’t think she could breath right then, she came hard, straight up bowed beneath the vampire king and cried his name, every last syllable bouncing from the walls, and her baby belly pressing into the hard planes of Wrath’s chest still covered with the black wifebeater shirt, so desperate the Queen she hadn’t taken the time to undress him or herself. Her inner walls clasped tight, working him, urging him to go further even while her body was completely utterly relaxed with her pleasure. She followed the lines on his face, kissed every inch, until her fangs reached his throat… Beth’s smiled turned wicked, there was one sure fire way of making Wrath lose his mind and she dived right in, sinking her teeth into his neck, feeling the vein give and the heady taste of his blood fill her mouth pushing up at the same time so both of them rose, with her ass perched on the desks edge and Wrath still working in and out deeper each time.. it was passion in its raw form, her hormones had taken her mans cock hostage, and funny thing was, while Wrath worried himself sick over her getting through the pregnancy, she chuckled to herself, as her man fucked her good and properly as a bonded male did, Beth wondered if her Wrath would make it to the end game if she kept using him this way… the desire stirred, and she fed deeper with longer pulls, moaning the whole time, hands holding tight to his back, loving the flex and roll of his muscles. Her lips dislodged from the bite mark, head tipped back as she moaned, the ride inside her was exquisite. Beth knew there was one thing she could ask for, so she took his face in her hands, licked his lips, teased over his fangs, their bodies working together…. two words fell from her lips-. …….. More, Wrath… #UsingTheKing

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Sleep never felt so Good

WRATH: -My Shellan was pregnant…  Fuuuck.   It may not have happened the first go around during her needing, didn’t that deflate a males ego to nothing, but the second was the charm and much to my Queen’s delight, was successful.  The announcement to the Brotherhood went better than planned.  Though how did one actually expect shit to go down?   A celebratory drink?  Possibly between males, but Beth had to stay far from alcohol, Doctors orders, as well as mine even if it wasn’t voiced. I wanted to keep my balls in well working order, thank you veryfuckingmuch.  

Instead of pulling back the covers and sneaking into our mated bed I headed for the shower instead, though I doubted she would complain, I didn’t want the grim of a thorough workout plastered to my pillow unless the workout starred her.  Beth was deep in sleep and didn’t need me to disrupt the rest she needed no matter the amount of time she had already slept or lounged around as she referred.  Fritz had taken to gluing his ass to her side, almost literally, I had no complaint there and didn’t need to worry if she needed something and I wasn’t there to do her bidding, if anything it eased my mind.  Scorching water pelted against my chest.  

A soothing balm to the vigorous workout and hand to hand combat I’d put my body through. I did need to stay in shape, I had the brotherhood, Beth, our young, and so many more who depended on me. That meant no skipping workouts or taking a break to sit fat and happy on the throne from night to night and with the recent change in time I had all the more opportunities to see I stayed on track. Rinsing the soap from my hair and every inch of my skin and snagging the towel I left on the rack and making quick work to dry off. Bare feet carting me back into our mated bedroom in silence. Even without my sight I knew the room was basked in darkness as she stayed in her deep slumber.   Leaving the covers as they lay in a tangled mess on top of her I lay on my side of our mated bed and listened closely to every breath and beat of her heart. Usually this was the time I steal a moment or longer to inspect the changes her body was slowly making to accommodate the young that grew each passing day.

Though months would pass before the day we would meet our young I almost dreaded the day to come and invade her body with pain that was inevitable. The pads of my fingers felt the bump that distinguished the growth of our baby. Even without my sight I knew her beauty grew with each passing day but enjoyed the reminder Fritz would give me with his not so subtle hints of a glow that surrounded the Queen.  Her visits with Jane she took on her own. Protesting that I was just in Jane’s way and everything was more than great. Knowing the physician if there wasn’t she would at least mention something to me. Her subtle shift to turn into my welcomed arms with her barely swollen stomach pressed to my flat one with the blanket our only barrier brought a grin to my face and a tug at my heart. Her hand clasped together against my chest as she burrowed closer.

By now I had no way of covering my naked frame without disturbing her sleep. I could think of worse ways to spend the day. Chaste kiss pressed to her forehead as I closed my idle eyes.  Though physically I was drained my mind was somewhere else altogether.  The bastards were still at large and hiding in the shadows. And didn’t the mere thought of them set my blood to a steady boil. They were top priority on the hit list. Even without the added worry of our young coming to the world they still were after Beth and always would be. I was almost certain they were unaware of the pregnancy as only a select few outside of the compound knew and it would remain that way until it was impossible to keep. The brothers and I needed to formulate a plan to wipe them completely from existence.

It would be the only way worry would not follow me to our mated bed early hours of the day. Or at least make it easier for me to sleep the day away in peace while other matters clouded my mind. My name a mumble from her lips brought me from my darker thoughts back to  those of her growing midsection. One she claimed was still flat as a board even after three months into pregnancy. There was a chance she still appeared to be barely showing any signs for I couldn’t very well see with my own eyes, but I felt the difference when my hand spanned her entire stomach. Whatever happened with our young one thing I knew for certain, they’d fall under Nalla’s wing and become her little partner in all things crime just as Zahk had.  Protection, love and care would be given freely from every member of our family. It was a thought that made it easier to allow my body and soul solitude, long enough to allow the sandman to take me to a world where Beth and I had no worries or fears. A male could dream, true?-  #SleepNeverFeltSoGood.

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Angels and Secrets

AUTUMN: - [Once I had made the decision to find out what the Angel knew I had done everything I could to get close to him. But, Scribe Virgin, he was good at disappearing as soon as he caught any sign of Tohrment in the near vicinity. So I had spent the last few days testing the limits of just how far I could get away from Tohrment before I started to feel that tingly feeling in my limbs that pulled me back to him. Turns out, as long as we were both within the confines of the Mansion I could go pretty much anywhere. So that was why I was currently walking all the hidden passages trying to find the current bane of my existence. I was positive he knew something and at this point I wanted to know even the smallest of details about why and how this was happening. And if he wasn’t willing to share then the next stop I was making was to the Scribe Virgin. Walking down the back hallway I entered the kitchen and stopped dead in my tracks. There he was, standing with his back to me listening to something Bella was saying. No way was I missing this opportunity I rushed to stand behind the taller female. If I wasn’t so intent on discovering some answer about my current predicament I might have laughed at his face. It flashed from shock to fear in a matter of seconds and had Bella reaching out to ask if he was okay.] Too late, Lassiter, there is no way you are rushing out of this kitchen without arousing her concern. And we all know, Bella is almost as bad as Beth when she thinks something needs to be discovered or uncovered. You have information and I want answers. [I stayed close but not too close. I had discovered that the others could feel if I inadvertently entered their bodies. I was between the Angel and the door to freedom. I watched as he cleared his face and tried to reassure Bella that he was okay.]

BELLA: [Because Lassiter was Bella’s tv buddy, the cheesiest shows the better, she’d began to wonder what was up with him when for the fourth time that week he’d bailed on one of their shows. Not one to be put off that easily, anyone only needed to ask Z that, she’d cornered him in the hallway. Her eyes slit to narrowed blue the more he lied to her, that he’d been busy, he didn’t have time. She called bullshit right to his face] It was ‘baby daddy’ day yesterday on Maury, no way you miss that cause you’re busy, Lass. Spill it, have you been romancing the staff again? [Whatever his answer was going to be, Bella’s smile fell as she watched him blanche, those silver eyes of his dart to the side of her then back again real quick. Bella glanced and saw nothing only the row of marbled statues, but ‘cause she knew him, knew the angel, usually the breeziest of all males, she clicked her tongue and folded her arm through his not giving him a chance to refuse] let’s go get a drink and you can tell me what you’re not telling me, cause right now, maaan, [she chuckled a little] I’m thinking it’s little green men, or at least a secret family somewhere else.

AUTUMN: [I was going to have to treat Bella to a spa day when I finally became corporeal again. As long as she kept Lassiter with her I had him cornered as well. As Bella mentioned little green men and secret families I got an idea. The Angel wasn’t the only one who could see me. I hated to use impressionable young, but I’d make it up to them and their parents as soon as I was back where I belonged.] Lassiter, either you help me or I’ll use the young. [Yeah, I saw the small falter in his step before he recovered.] They can see me as well. I’ve talked with Nalla. Luckily she thinks it’s all a game so I’ve been able to keep her from saying anything to Bella. But all it will take is one word. One word, lass, and I’ll have that baby girl telling her mom everything. And what do you think will happen next, huh? What do you think will happen when Tohrment finds out you’ve been able to see me this whole time and you’ve done nothing about it? [I’ve never known Lassiter to be much of a drinker, but as soon as he and Bella entered the billiards room he headed straight for the wet bar and a bottle of Butch’s prized Lagavulin. I did feel bad for what I was forcing him to do, but I wanted my life back. The life that I had just started to live again. Standing opposite from the Angel I looked into his eyes.] Help me, Lassiter. Tell Bella if you have to, make her promise not to say anything to Tohrment. Just help me get back to my life. Please.

BELLA:Man, you don’t play fair, sweetheart” [Puzzled, Bella watched the angel throw himself down into chair in the second floor library, glaring at the bookshelf and seeming to talk to no one, definitely not her since his eyes focused elsewhere…. ookay.. she wouldn’t scratch little green men from her list after all] “you know I can’t do anything, don’t you think I tried?” [Lassiter sighed rubbed both hands over his pierced face] Lass…? [It was as if she wasn’t there, and Bella began to worry. They knew Lassiter, but really did they KNOW him? He’d lived with her family for a long time now, ever since he brought Tohr back home to them, she’d always giggled at his antics and liked hanging out with him…. but talking to himself…. yeah…… Bella was worried and shifted to the chair opposite him] Hey Lass, earth to Lass… what’s going on? [It was then his glowing eyes moved from the bookcase to her and back again and declared to the open spaced room] “now see what you did!”

AUTUMN: [He’d tried to help? How? When? Tracking his movements I stood behind where Bella had seated herself.] Five months, Lassiter. I’ve been stuck like this for five fucking months and tell me you’ve tried to help. [If I thought it would do anything I would have hit him.] What have you done? Who have you talked to. And why have you avoided me like the damn plague? [Thrusting my fingers into my hair, I pulled it in frustration. If Lassiter had already given up what hope did I have in finding answers to fix this.] Lassiter, there has to be something that can be done. I refuse to believe that I am going to be stuck like this forever. [My voice had taking on a tone of pleading. I didn’t care. I would do whatever I had to, beg, crawl, make any deal I could think of just to feel my males arms around me again.] Now, tell Bella who you’re talking to so she doesn’t think you’ve completely lost your mind. And make her promise not to tell Tohrment. He can’t know anything until we get something figured out.

BELLA: [If the female wasn’t a little perplexed she would have been amused watching Lassiter mumbling a one sided conversation, every now and then giving Bella the “shush” hand then going back to tugging on his eyebrow piercing. He catapulted from his seat and paced, his huge clobbering boots silent on the thick carpeting didn’t deter from the walking or the muttering. Man, and people called her Z the crazy one in the family. Angels were weird. Tired of watching, she whistled through her fangs garnering his attention] you’re either drunk or…. well, I don’t know what the or is, something angelic I supposed, since I don’t know the workings of angels I’m guessing you’re talking to someone I can’t see, yes? [Bella’s blue eyes did a sweep of the library only to find her and Lassiter in residence] Is it an angel pal? [she tried to humor the male, perhaps he really was going off his rocker? He hardly spent any time with Tohr any more she’d noticed when once he was glued to the brother’s hip] Is your god needing you back home? [Bella hadn’t expected a coherent answer, not when he continued to growl and gripe his way through a muttered conversation..okkkay then…. but he lasered her with those stunning eyes, sighed and shook his mane of hair before pointing a long finger to the side of Bella.. the empty space besides her] I’m talking to Tohrment’s female, she’s fucking haunting me, day and night, night and day, even in the damn shower, although there’s plenty to see in there ifyouknowwhatIMean [he threw in a lewd wink] oh and here’s a Jerry Springer twist, my sweet Bellamina…. [Lassiter’s grin was wide and bright and held no humor, like he was tortured right from the inside] she’s stuck in the in between and you can’t tell Tohr until I can find a way to get her back.. fuck. [another dramatic sigh as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders he hurled himself down into the chair and glared to the open air] Happy now? [Bella’s mouth worked open.. and then shut… and repeated several times, her blue eyes growing considerably wider each time]

AUTUMN: [I arched a brow at his outburst. One time I had tried to corner him in his room, how was I supposed to know he’d be in the shower. And it’s not like I had stayed and enjoyed the view. Mumbling under my breath while he continued on with his triad.] I wouldn’t have to haunt you if you had just once stopped to talk with me. [And what the hell was the in between? And why had I never heard of it? But he obviously had discovered something more than I had since he knew what the existence was called.] No, I am not happy. [He lasered me with a look that said he wasn’t happy either.] “Welcome to the club, female. Now we can all be unhappy together.” [This was not going the way I had hoped. I frowned as I watched Bella guppy fishing it, trying to come to grips with the information he had so casually tossed her way.] Look, you obviously know something since you know where I am. [I swiped a hand around myself and the fact that I was transparent.] Just tell me everything you know and I’ll try and figure out the rest. And get Bella a drink or something, she appears to be stuck in a state of shock. [Though, Scribe Virgin only knew why, considering all the bizarre happens that so often seemed to take place in this household. I had to hide the smile that graced my face as he grudgingly got up and grumbled about crazy ghost like females haunting him for eternity. i couldn’t resist calling over my shoulder.] Help me get back into my body and I promise to stop haunting you everywhere you go.

BELLA:  [More information trickled from the angel as if he’d been tired of keeping it to himself or all this time. Bella was flabbergasted listening, her mouth opening now and then to ask a questions, mostly it was “why” and “really” she tried to remember if she’d ever heard of someone coming back from the fade, and didn’t recall anyone. Why Autumn? Why didn’t Tohr know? Could Lass really help her back into her body? oh dear virgin scribe, her body was still in the tomb, so technically there was something for her to return to! Bella’s eyes widened and she stood quickly, her legs needed to pace while Lassiter talked to Autumn… jeez, that was weird, Bella looked around quickly expecting to see the quiet female sat in her usual chair with a favored book on her lap. Z would never believe this, but maybe he’d heard of someone returning from the fade.. it was then Bella caught Lassiter talking of a fade ceremony.. huh? she focused and stopped her pacing for a moment, her skin was tingling, if she’d had body hair it would be stood on end she was sure] A fade ceremony for Autumn? [one glance from those silver eyes and Bella knew… oh… she frowned and nodded with complete understanding… just when the agony had reached a pinnacle for Tohrment sure the warrior could receive no more… he was about to experience that more…and soon. Man, Bella pulled both hands through her hair, trying to process everything] you tell… tell Autumn to come home soon, Lass, okay? we miss her. [she smiled as he nodded and explained Bella already told her, his 100 watt grin flashing for a moment. With a lot of things to think about, unbelieveable things, Bella left the angel in the library ten minutes later, agreeing not to say anything to Tohr until he knew one way or another if he could help Autumn, but she wouldn’t keep it from her Z, she’d had secrets from him before and it had put a chink in her marriage…. she knew this would blow his mind… now if only the angel with all his powers on high with his god could somehow make the impossible happen and give Tohr some happiness back… maan, that was a lot of pressure for the glowing wonder…]

AUTUMN.: [I listened as Lassiter went on about the in between and Tohrment having to complete a Fade ceremony for Wellsie, but how that may not even work. He tried to explain why he hadn’t said anything to me about any of this. How he had wanted to know all the ins and outs of the situation so that when he did share what he knew, everyone involved would have all the details. I also watched as Bella paced the room trying to take it all in. It wasn’t fair that this had all been dumped at her feet. Or that she couldn’t share with anyone. That was something I’d have to apologize for later. Right now I was stuck on the fact that Tohrment was going to have to finally complete Wellsie’s Fade ceremony. We had talked about it, a few times, but not in depth. No matter how often I assured him that I didn’t mind talking about his shellan and unborn young he usually found other subjects to discuss without anything really having been said. I would never begrudge the years he had spent with the female, she had after all helped him become the male he is today. But I knew completing the ceremony meant admitting that she was finally gone and he was still having trouble coming to terms with that.] Lassiter, I need you to stop avoiding Tohrment and help him understand the importance of having to complete the Fade ceremony for Wellsie. [I didn’t miss the look of sadness that passed over his face. For all his annoying habits, he really had done all he could to stay out of Tohrment’s personal affairs since we had finally shared with the family that we were together. And for a time we had all believed that was needed of him to return to his heaven. It would seem there was much more to the angels participation in all of this than any of us could have ever guessed. And right now, I needed him to the annoying Angel we all knew he could be. I smiled automatically as Bella asked Lassiter to pass along her words, not knowing I didn’t need his help. It wouldn’t help matters to let her know that I could see and hear everything that went on in the Mansion, or that I could talk to her daughter. As she left the room, I fought a laugh as I saw the resigned look on Lassiters face as we got down to business on figuring out how to explain the importance of the Fade ceremony to Tohrment and what other steps I might need to take in order to get placed back inside my body.] #AngelsAndSecrets

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BE Valentine

RHAGE: [Qhuinn thought he was becoming a modern day romeo with his advice when I was on the phone with a florist. Giving me all sorts of pointers, I wasn’t going to knock down the edible arrangements one, giving my female something to eat and having the luxury of watching her eat every tiny piece from my fingers did nothing to calm my raging nerves. Immediately I put a order in for the biggest one they could manage and left a request for Fritz to pick it up. Q-Dip, as Zahk called him, had taken some notes from somewhere that didn’t stem from my past. Something I was more than thankful for. Some shit needed to stay in the past and never surface. Instead of helping the Doggen with cleaning up along with Zahk after making his own Valentine for his prized female I sat surfing the internet for better ideas. Though more than a couple years had passed since I dragged Mary into my life I still had bad memory when it came to the human holidays. Males of our race didn’t worry with the sort, there were no heart shaped boxes filled with chocolates to use to woe our women with, nor did we need anything of the sort. Grinning I bagged a gigantic dragon holding a huge ass heart and completed my order for my alter personality just as the female of the day walked through the door Zahk and the Doggen quickly attempting to finish their cleaning before Mary could have an inkling on what was going on. Shutting the tablet down and tossing it to the couch. Today might have been the big day, but I would be on rotation the second the sun set and Mary more than usual would be at SafePlace. The weekends, they were ours and we’d celebrate without any interruption.] Trying to catch us doing something, baby?

MARY: [Valentine’s Day…it was a holiday that never really held much meaning, except highlighting how very single I was, before Rhage. It was just another human holiday. Zack and Nalla’s enthusiasm for making “Balentine’s”, as they were known for the longest time, slowly started to spread through the Mansion. I, for one, would never turn down the chance to shower my Hellren with some affection. Grinning to myself, I had been planning what would be in store for today all week. A few hours of online shopping in between sessions at SafePlace had allow me to hopefully be able to surprise Rhage. Things had been so busy I wanted today and the rest of the weekend to be all about us. The car slowing to a stop was the only indication that I was finally home. Quietly thanking the Doggen, I gathered my things and climbed out of the car. Passing through the outer door before being let into the Mansion, the scattering of Doggen didn’t slip my notice.] And what would I possibly catch you doing, baby? [My grin turning a bit mischievous as I meet your gaze]

RHAGE: [A slow easy grin plastered itself across my face as the rumbling from my throat grew for a second the beast had his moments time to show his own appreciation for the sight of Mary.] Anything, baby, isn’t that the joy of having me around? [Laughing I scooped you into the shelter of my arms and let my lips have the greeting they were begging for.] Zahk has a gift for Nalla, and requests “We gonna watch a mooovie, Nalla with me.” [Hooking a finger to the squirt who had to put in his requirements] What he said. Maybe talk with Bella and see what her and Z have planned for tomorrow, baby. [I just couldn’t let go, my fingers itching to stay close to your skin even as you pulled back to have a moment with the demanding boy who kept pushing hair from his eyes, hair he refused to have cut no matter how many times Mary suggested having it done and what gifts he could have if he did. A smart boy we had on our hands.] Or we could take them. It’s your day Mary. I only request food and me involved in one way or another.

MARY: There are many joys to having you around, baby. [Mumbling against your lips before my attention was being pulled down towards Zahk. My boys. The grin that seemed to permanently grace my lips whenever the two of you were in the room had found it’s place once more.] A movie for you and Nalla, Little man? And what movie should we watch? [I ran my fingers through Zahk’s unruly blonde locks. My other hand reaching for yours. The need to touch you almost overwhelming.] We’ll talk to Bella and see what the plan is for the kids. [Glancing up at you, a sly smile curling my lips.] And as far as you go, baby….food and you is definitely on the menu.

RHAGE: Yeah? [My grin widened all the more giving no possible way to conceal my canines.] Why don’t you show her what you made for Nalla, Zahk. [The second his feet hit the floor in a sprint I took that moment to dip further into the pool of burning lust. The Beast driving my need all the further, with your legs wrapped tightly around my waist and arms locked around my throat, my hands continued their path of desire in the wake of each grope. My purr seductive and giving no room to question as to my plans when Zahk would take off after showing his little project to you. Tongues colliding and fighting for dominance over each other, neither fleeting nor bending to submission. The Beast flexed across my back itching to reach where your fingers grazed the back of my neck. The thundering down the hall warning us of Zahk’s hasty return. Reluctantly allowing your legs to fall but keeping your body close to conceal the raging hard on I wouldn’t be able to hide.]

MARY: [My gasp of surprise was quickly turned to a soft moan of need and want the moment I found myself swept up into your arms and your lips on mine. Practically climbing your form to get closer, your taste flooding my senses as my tongue tangles with yours. No sooner had we started, when the imminent sound of Zahk’s shoes slapping the wooden floors quickly dousing the heated moment…for now at least. Sliding my hands down your chest as my feet hit the floor, I hid my flushed face against your chest.] Damn, baby. “Mahmen, I has to show you!” [My laugh stifled by the fabric of your shirt. Turning my head just enough to see Zahk’s waving hand brandishing a folded piece of red construction paper.] Let’s see it, Little Man.

RHAGE: [Glitter Zahk insisted Nalla loved fell to the floor when he opened the construction paper, pink hearts covered with glue and truckloads of silver glitter combined with purple and anything else the doggens could find on short notice.] You have to make sure Z is holding Nalla when she opens the card, Zahk. [Easily deflecting your protest before it could exit your lush lips. No, this I was going to have to see, and matter of fact enjoy, with great delight.] You’ll have Beth’s done soon, no? [Blonde locks covered his eyes again as he bobbed his more than excited yes.] I’m sure the doggen will help you finish it, in your room if you want to have it done before the night comes.

MARY: [No sooner had the words “Okay, Poppa” left Zahk’s lips and he was off again. A trail of glitter leading the way from our chambers and back to his own room. His voice echoing down the hallway as he yelled for the doggen to help him. Turning back to you, a soft laugh escaping my lips.] That’s your boy, baby. He’ll be breaking hearts before we know it. [My hands sliding up your chest, finally coming to rest at the nape of your neck. Tugging your lips down to mine, it didn’t take long for the soft, slow kiss to turn heated. I was just waiting for the right moment to reveal the red lace number that I was wearing under my everyday blouse and slacks. The soft snick of the door was the sign I was waiting for. We were alone…finally. Pulling my lips free from yours, I took two steps back. Your teal eyes tracking every move I make. Slowly unbuttoning my blouse.] Now, baby…I do believe there was mention of food and you. [A wicked smirk curled my lips as my blouse hit the floor, revealing the red lace bra underneath. Reaching behind me for the nightstand, holding out a jar of chocolate body paint.] How about dessert first, baby? #BEValentines

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Bastard’s Valentine

THROE: [The taps against the window pane from the freezing rain was driving him crazy. It was worse than anything he had ever endured and prayed the sound would seize immediately. Nothing easy this day, nay. It had to continue, a reminder that he was stuck where he was until the despised glow of the sun would end and he was free from its confines. He needed to breath, to have room, freedom from the life that he had fallen into since.. Scrubbing a hand over his face…]

ZYPHER: Ye wear ye thoughts on ye face, Throe. [Zypher lifted the blade he was sharpening and pointed it to his comrade. He only knew portions of what brought him to the Bastards, but the things he knew were enough for a male of Throe’s worth to hate himself for the decisions he made. Zypher wasn’t suckling from his mahmens tit, nay, he was smarter than most gave him credit but he knew naught of what actually transpired other than a debt he had to pay to his leader because of his sister. Zypher shrugged a shoulder when his comrade didn’t respond with words, only giving him a deadly stare that would only cross his face when he was in his foulest of moods.] Xcor is in one of his spells. I caught him kicking down a curb side salesman with flowers. [Zypher was unsure why his leader was in a more sour state as of late, he in turn wasn’t. Nay, it was that time of the year again where human celebrated love, and wasn’t that a jolly feat for a male of romance such as he? A sly grin spread over his face, he had a plan for the night that would leave a males blood on the ready.]

THROE: [Zypher was more annoying than the others gave him notice. Throe’s glacial eyes cast across the darkened room following the path Zypher continued his blade on. His curiosity was stroked, though he decided against falling into such luxuries. Sometimes it was best not knowing what the bastard had planned, and it helped Throe sleep better during the day without an inkling.] There are rumours afoot. [Thore as well had heard such whispers that there was more than one female carrying young living at the brotherhood stronghold One of whom would take his thoughts to directions he’d prefer they strayed from. She was a beauty, the Chosen. Her fair skin, and locks of pure gold. He often found himself craving a taste for the fair beauty. Instead of allowing his mind such wanderings he’d banish them immediately. He knew he deserved nothing of the sort, not when he was on the opposite team that protected her and her unborn young.] You’d be wise to keep from souring his mood further or you won’t be allowed your night of play.

ZYPHER: Damped a males mood when it has just lifted, Throe. That’s just what I needed, aye? [Scowling at his comrade Zypher sheathed his well honed blade and leaned into the cushions he’d stuffed behind his back.] What rumors do you speak of? [Zypher’s hard eyes narrowed through the darkness piercing Throe’s own. He’d heard of nothing, and wanted to know more. His fellow soldier had more than once said knowledge was powerful and many times Zypher would find himself asking questions when naught should be asked just so he knew more than he did prior.] Go on with it, Throe. It’s not wise to leave information kept from someone who at times safeguards your very back. [Though it to be a rare occurrence, Zypher more than once found himself at Throe’s back in the middle of a battle.]

THROE: [Lifting a shoulder and swinging his feet to the floor. He knew sleep would not find him, especially when he inadvertently piqued Zypher’s interest. He wouldn’t delay further, not when his comrade would only ask further questions he himself could not answer, there was no proof that even he could find, only the whisper that was left in his ear from his meeting with their blood source. Even she had believed it to be just a rumor.] You’ve a good mind to at least keep a low profile this coming night, aye? [Deflect, Throe thought to himself. Zypher had to boast his adventures for the human holiday they referred to Valentines day and knew the barest of mentions would set the bastard back on his more than foul thoughts.]

ZYPHER: [His lips pulled into a grin that allowed his fully lengthened canines to have free rein. His deep purr ricochet off the walls of the room ringing in his ears. Ah, he had plans.] The females will wear their tightest, and most revealing of garments, allowing quick and easy access to anything I feel like having and how. Easy prey with no work involved, it makes a male long for a challenge when the night is through. [His grin widened further. Zypher found his best thrill when having to do more than just give a female a look of sexual promise and fulfillment she had never received the likes of afore. More times than most he would chose the female who had an attachment she found difficult to detach from, but those were of a rare breed. Too easily females would fall to his feet just to feel the pleasure his body could give them forcing him to relinquish his predator side.] Aye, Throe, I plan to enjoy the night dedicated to sex. [Pulling his leather coat on he left his comrade in the darkened room to escape into the night that just released him of his cell.] #BastardsValentine

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Missing my Male

AUTUMN: [These last few months had been some of the hardest months I’d had to live through since returning to this side. Not being able to communicate with Tohrment was bad enough. But the fact that I now went with him every time he went out on rotation was a horror I never wanted to do again. yet night after night that was how it happened. I still had no clue why I couldn’t get 100 feet from Tohrment before being pulled by some imaginary rope back to his side. So that was why I found myself in another dark alley while my male and his brothers risked their lives for those of our race and the unsuspecting humans that inhabited this city. It hadn’t taken long for me to realize that I couldn’t stand to watch them as they fought.

So I always found a safe place, hidden away and waited until the sound of fighting ended before I either followed them or was pulled along that rope to wherever Tohrment went next. What I started to find curious was that Lassiter no longer accompanied Tohrment whenever he went out now. There had been a time that the Angel was all but glued to Tohrment side, much to his chagrin. It seemed that the Angel spent more and more time away from Tohrment and myself lately. I was starting to convince myself that it was because he could not only see but hear me and so he stayed away. And unless Tohrment chose to willingly go near him I wouldn’t be able to test that theory.

As the sounds of fighting got fainter I chanced a peek and saw that Butch was doing his clean-up thing, stepping into the alley I was relieved to see the Vishous arrive with the Escalade. It was finally time to return to the Mansion. Finding a place for myself in the corner, I watched the agony play over the face of Butch as his body fought not to be taken over by the souls of the Lessers he had consumed. It was one thing to hear stories of what the Warriors did on a nightly basis and something else entirely to have to witness with my owns eyes. I had more and more respect for them every night they returned home safe and alive.

Pulling up in front of the Pit Vishous opened the back hatch to pull his friend out and help him inside to heal him and I took the opportunity to climb out and walk up the graveled drive with Tohrment and Rhage. Entering the foyer Rhage headed up the Grand staircase and Tohrment headed through the portrait that lead down to his office. He was starting to spend more and more time down here the longer I remained in this in between state.

The holidays seemed to make it worse. I had watched as Tohrment had spent the obligatory time with his family through Thanksgiving and Christmas and the New Year. And my heart broke every time I watched his face turn to my seat or watched his hand instinctively reach for me and find the space next to him empty. And now with Valentines Day right around the corner I saw him pulling in to himself again. Going through the motions his brothers expected of him but not really being present. As he took his seat behind the desk I sat across from him and watched as he methodically went through cataloging the information they had gotten from the Lessers they had disposed of, rearranging training schedules and rotation sheets.

Anything he could that would keep him here and away from the room we had shared. But the time finally came when he ran out of papers to look over or emails to write. With a resigned face he walked down the tunnel and up the stairs  into the main house and up to our room. Stripping off his blood stained clothes as he went I looked over the parts of him I could see. There were a few cuts on his arm and a gash in his side, but nothing that wouldn’t be healed in a few hours. That didn’t stop me from wanting to be able to take of my male. Instead all I could do was sit on the countertop and watch as he bathed himself in a steaming hot shower. I relished the sight of his naked body. I had never thought to enjoy the sight of a naked male, let alone a Warrior sized naked male.

But when it was Tohrment… my male… I gloried in it. My hands ached to feel that warm golden skin quiver beneath their touch. My mouth watered at the thought of loving him, making him moan in that way that always left me aching for his touch. But it was more than that. It was feeling safe every night as he wrapped his arms around me while we slept. In the way he always made sure I had all my needs met. I missed sharing our days with one another, lying in bed watching movies while we ate popcorn and laughed. I missed the love I saw in his eyes every time he looked at me. I missed my male. I sighed longingly as he exited the shower, toweled himself dry and climbed into bed. I laid myself opposite him and watched as he closed his eyes, as his breathing slowed and he finally fell asleep. My hand stretched out to caress his face, ghosting over it but never touching. I wanted to burst into tears but had learned that was impossible. Instead I moved as close as I could before he involuntarily shivered and vowed once again to get close to the angel and find out what he knew.] #MissingMyMale


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BETH: -The Queen wouldn’t admit that she was sulking. Even though her face, if she looked into a mirror, would totally convey that she was.  Beth had been at her fathers -now John Matthew’s-  cabin hideaway for two days. She’d fully expected Wrath to follow her, maybe an hour later, two tops. She’d asked him for some space — actually she’d yelled she’d needed some goddamn space — and he was strictly not allowed to come after her under no circumstances, that she was going to the cabin and would be home in a day or three. The royals had been driving each other nuts, completely up the wall nuts. All their unspoken worries, was she… wasn’t she… had manifested into silly childish squabbles. So Beth had taken herself away for a breather. But now she was wondering -sulking too- why the hell Wrath hadn’t followed her! He’d probably been sneaking around the cabin, or sending one of his brothers to do his dirty work, she guessed. Beth knew exactly what she was doing while she was sulking. She was avoiding the test on the bathroom counter. She’d taken it more than ten minutes ago and had been afraid to check it ever since. It was probably sat there, with either one or two blue lines. Her future held inside a white plastic pee test… The Queen sighed. She’d look in a minute, she decided. After she’d cleaned out the already pristine fridge….-

WRATH:  -Who would know how to act or respond when their mate yelled for their own space?  I for one did not.   How we arrived to the point where she felt she needed to go I was completely unsure.   There was no scent of her needing resulting in young…  I detected nothing, but hope that this time was different made me question why it was taking so long to confirm for the both of us.  Instead no words on her needing were exchanged, rather I would feed her from mine hand as many times as she would allow it and not push my hand away protest. The unease was boiling between the both of us until she finally snapped and released her frustration in a fit of shouting after finding Payne had received a broken nose from my fist.  It took will I didn’t know I possessed to not go after her.  I’d give her the three days she asked for even if it killed me.  Both nights were miserable, the days… unbearable.   I couldn’t sleep, and took to spending the daylight in the study until the second the sun set and I was once more stalking the tree line outside of the cabin.  If the shed that skirted the property had a basement that’s where my days would be wasted away.  The night was quiet, no animals anywhere near for fear that a predator bigger than them would attack.  A door slammed in the cabin, brows narrowed but I stayed put, there was no threat that I could detect, she was still boiling, anyone could figure that out.-

BETH:  -The “cleaning” took Beth all of 6 minutes and then she was left stood in the middle of the kitchen pondering what the hell to do now to distract herself. She should just go upstairs and look at the stupid test tell her she was not pregnant, get it over with, then she’d know and could move on with life. That’s what she should do. But of course the vampire Queen didn’t. She called Bella and had a gossip and asked subtly if Wrath was around. She sulked some more when Bella told her she hadn’t seen him. Not unusual if he had a lot of work to get through. Still…. was it SOOO wrong to want her man to be sat at home with a giant brood going on his face too. Jeez. He probably didn’t even notice she wasn’t under foot-

WRATH: -I was no better than a burglar stalking on the outside of the cabin, concentrating on any noise that could be heard.  I couldn’t go home, not without her going with me, or letting me stay here with her, either would work as long as she was once more at my side.  What the fuck was a male to do in this situation?  I’d already had enough brooding to last a lifetime.  Was I supposed to wait around until she decided she wanted me with her?  I knew I shouldn’t listen to her conversation when I heard the dials being pressed through the window, and when my phone didn’t vibrate in my pocket, I gave her the privacy she would want.  Grumbling a curse as I leaned against of of the pines, hopefully from her line of vision.  If I thought to call her now she may open a new case of reasons to be pissed with me, and I wasn’t exactly prepared for that.  I’d even contemplated calling Fritz to have him pick her up even if it was against her will.  Kidnapped Queen by her own mate, that had a good ring to it, didn’t it?  Giving myself no option to back out I materialized on the front porch of the cabin and reluctantly knocked against the wood instead of busting inside.  But it was the sound of my name was music to my ears, maybe there was hope of her coming home with me yet.  Instead of answering like I’d hoped I willed the locks free and stood in the doorframe.-  Were you going to let me in, Beth?  Or push me to the curb like a broken toy you no longer cared for?  

BETH: -There was a few things in life Beth was absolutely certain of. She was sure she loved chocolate, would sell her soul for it some days. And she was always certain when Wrath was around. Her skin knew it long before her eyes saw him. She felt the tingle creep on her neck. His presence felt, she stepped out of the kitchen into the main room and saw him framing the doorway like some giant tornado that had just swept in. She almost… almost smiled and flashed her tiny fangs with pure joy that he was there. Instead she scowled and made her tone flat- You’ve picked up Lassiter’s flare for the ameteur dramatics, husband.. And we won’t know since you let yourself in now will we, Wrath. What are you doing here? -Beth shifted on her bare toes, and sat nonchalantly on one of the lazy boy chairs as if she was having a fantastic vacation time instead of being miserable as hell. She glanced towards the stairs, her damn pregnancy test was now going on thirty minutes, did those things defect after so long? if so she’d never know the result…-

WRATH: -She could act as though she didn’t want me there, her words and actions surely confirmed as much, but the scent of pleasure when her eyes made contact with my body was the only confirmation that I needed.-  You took too long to answer the door, Elizabeth.  -It was still cold out, and she wasn’t heartless, never would she be anything but the caring female full of heart and let even a stranger into her home if just for a small bit of warmth.  My thoughts souring my mood further.  That was always the problem wasn’t it.  She’d never see how important her safety was to me or the Brothers, she was the Queen for fucks sake, she’d have to take better care, and it’s one of the many reasons I stalked the barrier of the cabin every second the night allowed me too.-  You know why I’m here, Elizabeth, you can’t expect a male to just wait around for his mate.  -I’d haul her over my shoulder and take her home if that’s how this ended.-  You can’t be here on your own any more. -Forbidding her was on the tip of my tongue just begging to be used but I bit it from my vocabulary, that would only make matters worse.-  Grab your things, we’re going.

BETH:  You didn’t knock and wait. How is that taking too long, Wrath? -She was waiting for it, for him to utter that word, the same one he’d said a long time ago and then again just the other night, the catalyst to her grabbing her hoodie -His actually- and dematerializing to the cabin. Beth narrowed her blue gaze almost to the point her eyes closed and waited to see if he’d dare say he forbids her to do anything. Man, she feared for his kneecaps if he did. When he stayed silent Beth gave him props, even though she knew he wanted to say it, it was her mans favorite damn word. Beside “mine”. Shuffling her butt further into the chair she lifted her chin stubbornly- you’ve had a wasted journey if that’s what you’re here for. I told you I’D come home. Am I at home now? Nooo. -her tone dripped with utter sarcasm and some anger and anticipation of what the fuck was waiting for her upstairs. God, she needed to just go and look and face the disappointment. This not knowing was wearing her nerves thin- so that means I’m not ready. You can show yourself out. -Maaan, did that change his face. It went from dark to severe and Beth almost growled with lust….fucking him now would be the ultimate distraction from the future for a good hour…. the Queen was warring with herself..what to do…what…to…do-

WRATH: -Pale green idle eyes narrowed to slits straining to catch a glimpse of her, but it wouldn’t come and it only pissed me off all the more.  I cared nothing about the frigid air that was starting to take over in the living room of the cabin.  I was fucking pissed and she damn well knew it.-  If you were home I wouldn’t be here now, Elizabeth.  -Willing the door to slam closed behind me, thighs ate up the short distance to where she sat, I could see her in my mind, chin jutted like a work of art showing her defiance, I didn’t stop until my knees touched the edge of her chair scowling down where she sat on her little perch.-  You can make yourself ready, Elizabeth.  I’m not leaving here without you, you will not move me on this so don’t waste your breath. -Fists balled at my sides, not because I wanted to use them, but it was the only way to keep them in check from grabbing her and taking her headstrong ass home.-

BETH:  HA! -Beth laughed right in his gorgeous fucking face. On what planet did he think that boorish 1950’s shit worked on her? he might have been alive back in the day but this was 20fucking14 and as her man knew all too well she did what she wanted, more so when he was acting like a caveman. That might work on his brothers wives, but not her. Well, not now anyway. She’d been known to bend to his will a time or two in their chambers when he had her head so full of him she would have agreed to anything- I’m not going and that’s that. So either leave or.. -she bound up from the chair and brushed by him- do not follow me, Wrath. I mean it. I’m going to the bathroom, I might be a week. You can go back to the compound, I’ll be back when I’m back. -Knowing Wrath as she did Beth already knew she wouldn’t hear the door slam behind him, she fully expected to find him right where she’d left him when she returned. Beth approached the bathroom door like she was being taken to the electric chair, her feet moving at a snails dreaded pace, her belly in complete knots… God, there it was. Sat on the counter where she’d left it,  holding her entire future…. The Queen’s fingers were shaking as she picked up that white stick…. brought it to eye level… and…her belly did a full 180 tumble- oh god…. -Beth was not a fainter, not at all, she’d faced many things in her life, and a lot of upheaval just in the last few years since meeting Wrath, but she eyeballed that pregnancy testing stick, blinked like a moron more than once and her brain shut down. Her body followed and did a not so graceful swandive right to the floor…-

WRATH:  -I should have followed her, but then she’d kick me out instead of asking me to see my self out.  Rather I stayed in the living room and paced the length from fireplace to wall, my legs wouldn’t allow me to sit even if I wanted.  Freeing my mane of hair from the leather wrap, she had a fondness to the mass like nothing I’d ever seen, maybe seeing it free would at least make her want to be closer if to just touch it?  I had to shake my head at my thoughts, ever since meeting Elizabeth I’d become a sap worse than Tohr had ever been.  The thud was loud enough to cause me pause….  Stairs had never been a problem but the second I wanted to race to the top of the landing they seemed to be rolling backwards like an escalator heading down.  Her name rang in a rush.  No response, even a snappy one would have been welcomed, but the silence but the slow beat of her heart was a pit in my stomach.- BETH!  -Brows knitted in concentration, she was here but I had to calm my nerves.  Blindness was a handicap I tried not to show, but in times like this I would give my life to see where she was.-  BETH, ANSWER ME!  -My shitkicker make contact with something that sent me to my hands and knees and her scent was stronger, rustling back until I found her sprawled on the marble floor, worry filled my every pore.-  Beth…  Wake up, Leelan…  -Her head cradled in my lap, hands searched yet I found no blood, no reason for her to be laid out on the floor of the bathroom, what would cause her to just fall, did she slip?  Her pulse a steady beat against my fingertips.  What did this?  Fangs lengthened and dug into my wrist breaking the skin and holding the open wound to her lips.-  Please, Elizabeth, I’m sorry, just drink… please…

BETH: -The tangy sweetness brought Beth’s mind back online in a glorious rush and she found herself sucking around Wrath’s wrist for one..two.. three seconds before letting go. Her brain all at once letting Beth know she wasn’t actually at home with Wrath waking her with sexy fun on his mind, she was on the bathroom floor after face planting with all the grace of a two ton hippo. And the reason why she’d fainted. Oh god… The laugh came unbidden from Beth and didn’t stop when she rolled up onto her knees and grabbed the confused face of her husband- I’m okay, I’m okay, baby. -her giggling continued, elation in her tone and she peppered kisses all over his cheeks and lips- Ouch.. -his hands touched the sore spot on the back of her head- stop checking me for injuries, beloved. I’m good. I’m real good. Oh god Wrath.. I can’t… I don’t… -It all came out in a rush then, how she’d bought the pregnancy test, three in fact, in case one came back negative, and how she’d taken it and then he’d shown up and she’d looked at it and then the floor had wanted her to take a little rest. She was babbling and rambling, talking too fast. She ran her thumbs over the stressed lines on her man’s forehead, her lips brushed his in a whisper- Wrath… beloved mate of mine… we’re going to have us a baby… -The Queen didn’t think her smile could get any wider, the wild beat of her heart was a welcome feeling. They were pregnant. They were so goddamn pregnant. God… Happiness swelled. Jesus…. tears stung her eyes… they were really going to have a baby…-

WRATH: -She was slowly coming back to me, the soft pulls on my wrist didn’t last long enough to settle my concern before she woke with a laugh and spun from my hands that were still diligently checking every inch of her that could be in pain.  But she was good, and babbling as she did when over excited, it worried me all the more only half listening to her words until she made her grand announcement.  Pregnant?  Nostrils flared picking up any hint of the telltale scent of a female with child, so delicate and barely coming to blossom with her glorious scent of night blooming roses.-  You….  Are…  -Not a question for I now knew even without the visual confirmation her tests told her.  Unease sat in the pit of my stomach instantly, so many questions, so many things that could go wrong, females still died on the birth bed.  This wasn’t just the start of a life she wanted, it was the beginning of a life with no longer just the two of us.  Fingertips burned with desire to touch every inch of her until I knew certainly she was in no danger from her fall, she carried our young.  Our…  Young…  How many times did I need to say that before it fully set in?   How could a male get used to someone that would fully depend on him when he had been alone for so many years?  Lips pulled to a slow grin under the crushing demand of hers.-  I… I don’t know what to say, Leelan.  -Words were beyond my line of thought.  I was overjoyed, frightened, anxious, and nervous.  There was no way to fully voice everything I felt in that moment, my Queen was going to swell with our young each passing day.-  Please come home with me tonight, Leelan, I can’t have you away from me any longer.  -Lips bruised hers in a kiss so deep it showed her exactly how I felt.-   #BOOMPREGNANT

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The battle Continues

WRATH:  -The days and nights were moving on a continuous roll, if it were not reminders from  my braille clock or my phone I wouldn’t know the exact day.  Even with the few amounts left of our race I still received letters/requests on a nearly daily basis that needed seeing to immediately.  Or that could have been Fritz’s way of getting me to move before the pile increased to an almost unthinkable amount.  Pulling my hair into a tight sheath at the base of my skull. Payne would be here any moment and I needed to prepare myself physically as my mind wouldn’t allow me to be mentally ready.  Nikes continued to pound against the continuous roll of the treadmill, a warm up would do my body well, but five miles later I wasn’t sure it was considered a warm up.  Instead of stopping the machine I pounded on.  It was the only thing that could marginally clear my thoughts, yet the worry would stay.  I should have scented the pregnancy by now if there was one.  Beth and I spoke to no one of her needing that came sooner than expected, that was a blessing I now knew as there was no prying or questions from the others.  Could I tell Beth what I believed the result was?  Taking a swig from the water bottle wishing I could have washed my thoughts along with it.   

PAYNE: [The training sessions with the King were becoming rigorous at best, if not borderline violent. There was something wrong, she could feel it. The last few times they had met under the same circumstances, he had been ruthless and down right out for blood and although she could dish out as much as he gave, and then some, Payne refused to be anyones therapeutic punching bag. These thoughts bounced around her head while she made her way down the long, silent tunnel, slight squeak of her hot pink Nikes on the tiled floor the only sound heard besides the soft swish-swish of her braid. She wrapped tape around her knuckles, round and round and round she went, flexing her fingers in the process. Passing by the PT Suite, the warrior female almost sulked knowing her Manny was away for a few days visiting his Mother since it has been several months he had seen her. Payne was happy the King had never frowned upon Manuel’s right to continue to stay in touch with his loved ones outside of the mansion but it still did not keep her from missing her heart when he was away. Momentarily  feeling like a lost puppy, she mumbled to herself to get her act together and scowled. He would return to her…he always did. Edgy now, her steps quickened and once there, she threw open the doors to an empty training center, no King in sight. Not on the mats or near the hanging punching bag, she walked back towards the classrooms until the sound of an angry treadmill about to snap in two caught her attention. Long strides carried her to the threshold of the exercise room where she stopped resting a hip to the casing, arms crossed over her chest and watched as Wrath battered the innocent piece of equipment. Unable to hide the taunt, she cleared her throat and directed her voice over the whirr-whirr sound.] Verily, my Lord, shall I leave you and the machine alone?

WRATH: -The scent that was uniquely hers was as welcoming as the fight I had planned in my mind.  Yet her words caused me to pause. I wasn’t that ruthless to the machine, yet my screaming calves and thighs told a different story. I could argue I was only making use of the treadmills purpose.  Pulling the stop cord from its plug causing the machine to fall to a dead standstill. Legs burning from the continuous run begging for reprieve.-  You’re late, Payne.  -Payne being late had never happened unless she was not up to a fight.  Only a few times before did we have an actual conversation on our thoughts usually kept to ourselves. There was no sense in questioning the reason I could smell the emptiness coming from her in waves, her mate was gone from her side. More than enough reason to feel alone even if it was only momentarily. A short time remained if I remembered correctly. Pulling the towel from my shoulder and wiping the majority of the sweat that covered my face and neck. Motioning towards the doors leading to the favored mats we stuck to.-  Females first.   

PAYNE: [Payne knew the drill, they had gone countless rounds on the mats together as some form of training or another. Slightly bowing her head as she whisked passed him into the wide workout space,  she resisted the urge to grab his towel and snap him with it. Probably not a good idea, since she had just newly arrived, albeit five minutes late, and wasn’t sure which way his mood swayed. Diamond eyes analyzed the location of the mats as she grabbed her leg behind her in a quad stretch, then the other shaking out the kinks from her earlier run. Gathering from the position of the equipment, the previous guests had them setup in a perfect square mimicking a boxing ring. Nice. They could work with this just fine, so she quickly gave Wrath the rundown of the whereabouts of things.] First one off the mats concedes? Or shall we play this as fair opponents? [Payne almost snorted with her last remark if it was not for when she turned and noticed that Wrath seemed to be somewhere else at the moment, which was very unlike him. Maybe it was just a tactic, regardless she approached him with caution and stepped on the mat at the same time he did…] My Lord…are you… [Her world vaulted upside down in an instant, last word cut off by her own grunt and the sound of her ass hitting the ground, her legs having been kicked out from under her. Damn it all, she should have known.]

WRATH: -Familiarizing myself with the space allotted with a quick walk through took less than a minute.  I’d blocked her voice the moment we’d stepped through the doorframe, she was full of taunts and I didn’t have the ear for it.  In a matter of seconds I was in front of her swinging my leg wide and dropping her to her backside.  Frankly she was in another state of mind to have not seen the move coming, a quick smile blossomed across my face yet my mood was still sour and thoughts of Beth kept me from the fight we were going to be head deep in.  Her first blow to my chin would probably be her last. Beth should learn to fight better, to defend herself if something was trying to best her. The thought did nothing to help my mood and sent me into a rage, fists at the ready to kill anything or anyone that would threaten my life.  Blow by brutal blow was met with an echoing grunt when contact was made or quickly deflected, it wasn’t until a solid punch made contact with her face and the fresh scent of blood caused me to halt. I went to hard to fast on her, fuck.-  Payne..  -A warrior didn’t apologize, but she did nothing other than allow me an outlet when I needed it.-  Fuck, Payne, sit down. -The air swirled in a frigid twist around her, she was pissed and I was the sole cause.  Pulling one of the chairs that lined the training room and placing it as close to her as I could get without sending her on her ass again.-  I’m sorry Payne.  -Without giving her time to protest, hands searched her face until I found the broken cartilage with my fingers.  Her hiss in pain made my guilt plummet further.-  I’ll call Jane.

PAYNE: FUCK! [Payne stumbled back and away from him, his hands on her the last thing she wanted to feel. Like a firecracker gone haywire pain burst inside her head, her vision flickered momentarily and her eyelids felt like iron drapes. This was not training, not sparring among comrades. This was bullshit and she had had enough.] CEASE. [Her shout was garbled by the amount of blood streaming down her nose, she stepped away from the mats and towards the wall surrounding them. Stripping off her top down to her sports bra, Payne leaned back against the cold concrete and used the t shirt to clean up the mess on her face, pinching her nose to stop the blood flow. To say she was furious was an understatement. But her anger also pulsed with a tinge of hurt and not the physical kind for her nose would heal in not time. Payne thought upon the past and how when she had first met the King and under both their difficult circumstances, had quickly formed a friendship, a comradeship if you will. But standing where they were facing each other, her with a bloodied face and him with the weight of the universe on his shoulders, they could have been strangers. And she had had enough. Enough of his violence, enough of playing up to his wants whenever he needed an outlet for his tempestuous moods. ENOUGH. Pushing away from the wall but keeping a tight pinch on her nose, icy eyes felled on the King as he reached for the door to seek Doc Jane and she halted his next step by calling out, nearing him.] Wrath son of Wrath, I respect and abide by your rule, for you are King of the Race, however… [Payne couldn’t keep the high, nasal-pitch in her voice and she spat a curse releasing her nose before wiping at the bloodied mess on her face. She now stood a few feet away from Wrath, hands on her hips, eyes a colorless myriad of emotions. Mostly pissedoffness.] I recall a different time betwixt us when not only fists were the answer but words as well. Tell me my Lord….whatever weighs on you as such to release such ruthless fury?

WRATH: -Two inches tall wouldn’t even begin to show the measure of how I felt. I was as tall as a grasshopper with the rage of a bull.  But could I unload my thoughts and concerns about my mate unto her?  No, it was worries a male would take to his grave and then they would stick with only him. But it did affect my mood more than I should have allowed, a female of worth and the very daughter of the Scribe Virgin deserved more than an apology, she deserved the truth.  Taking the seat I’d offered yet she refused instead of seeking Jane and seeing to her medical needs.-  My apologies, Payne, I shouldn’t have allowed my thoughts to drive my fists instead of my mind.  -A great weight was riding my shoulders heavier than anything that had troubled me before.-  Beth and I are.. these are difficult times, Payne. I refuse to say more because it is something we need to see to without the Brotherhood being concerned, you feel me?  -I didn’t think Payne would pressure me for more information, but hoped she would understand that I had not intended for her to become the punching bag for my aggression.-  

PAYNE[Since the beginning, her hunch had been correct. The tension that rode over his massive body visible in the set of his shoulders and the way his jaw clenched when he spoke was just another given. Payne knew it wasn’t easy for the King to bare his soul, nor did she expect it but she was relieved that he had found it in himself to realize the way of his actions.] Say no more, my Lord… [Her anger dissipating, she had located a first aid kit tucked under one of the chairs that lined the room and sat her butt down on the ground legs folded in Indian style fashion in front of Wrath, clear eyes fixed on him.] As King you answer to no one, however your actions shall speak for themselves. I respect you, as mine Leader and… [Payne lowered her voice then as she did her gaze. She didn’t want to step over any boundaries but she cared for the male in front of her and he needed to know that, if anything it would ease him and his troubles…she hoped, somewhat.] …as one of your warriors, my Lord. I am not the counseling woman, Mary, nor am’ I an expert on advice. I do not expect you to open your heart as a martyr would but Wrath, [Rummaging through the first aid kit, she found what she needed and as continued to speak, she cleaned herself up in the process hissing as the Betadine cleansed her cut, pressing on…] Remember I am not your enemy but a…friend. [The bleeding having all but stopped, she placed a small butterfly bandaid on the bridge of her already healing nose and snapped the first aid kit closed. Bouncing back on her feet, she extended her hand toward the King, a wicked smile gracing her lovely features.] Shall we continue or do you now fear my wrath…Wrath? #TheBattleContinues

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