Nefarious

Heat

(Above: Elena)

He sat watching her. Her every move meticulously documented in his mind. How she walked, how her hips swayed with every step, how her curves enticed the men around her to drop their eyes and follow them as she glided past the bar. He watched her with possessive eyes, casually draping his arm over the chair to rub circles around the rim of his tumbler half stocked with scotch. 'Soon, my darling' He licked his lips in thought 'Soon I will have you. You will be mine and mine alone. Forever' She slowed her pace as she walked by, taking a deep breath, and looking over her shoulder at him. He smiled and nodded his head. She smiled and carried on down the corridor to the ladies' room.

"Turn around my love. Look at me" His voice hissed in her direction. She stopped. Turning her head, then her body in his direction; staring at him with parted lips before quickly walking away. 'I will have you' he growled.

He cringed slightly, feeling the discomfort of hunger squeeze at his gut. He must feed soon. Looking around the lounge, he sensed eyes on him, and smiled slightly. 'Four women, all in black - left of the piano' he mused.

Pivoting around in thesoft, leather chair he met their gaze. He watched them rub their legs togetheras he fingered the ice cubes in his drink; then bringing them to his mouth, hesucked off the liquor, causing them to choke back their breaths so only tinywhimpers escaped their mouths. He could feel their blood coursing through theirveins with every heartbeat. He was hungry, and he spoke in almost a whisper tothem as his eyes changed from green to pitch black, hypnotising them to hiswill. "None of you will move. You all belong to me" The women instinctively ran their hands down their chests and over their breasts, moaning at the sensation. The heat rising inside them was heaven.

Their faces flushed, lips parted and plump, they began caressing each other ever so discreetly. Their mouths found the others and they planted slow, deep kisses on one another's open and waiting mouths. He could smell their wetness for him, middles swollen and waiting...he did so enjoy licking the running juices off their thighs.

With their last breath they will scream his name, while he sucked them dry. "Its going to be a delicious evening" He smiled, a smile only the devil could love. He rose slowly from the chair, making his way across the room to seal the fate of four beautiful people.

Again.

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Elena awoke suddenly from a peaceful sleep, terrified. Her night gown was streaked with sweat and her breathing was deep and laboured. "It was a dream...just an awful dream" She quickly threw off her blankets and walked to the washroom, gulping a glass of water she steadied herself on the sink, looking at her reflection. She giggled and shook her head for being so afraid of nothing. "Way to go girl. You can scare yourself a hundred times better then any old horror movie" Elena took another look in the mirror and ran her hand through her curly red hair. Smiling stupidly, she made her way back to her bed and cozied up under the oversized white duvet, never noticing the figure behind her in the bathroom. The one with no reflection. The one that waited for her.

She moved, half asleep, from side to side, unsettled. A white, breezy mist formed at the foot of Elena's bed as she tossed in her sleep. Slowly it crept under her duvet, a mound molded under it, and it moved gently up the bed. She felt fingers grazing her knees, then pressure on her inner thighs which opened her legs and she moaned. It felt like a million fingers all over her body. Pressure pushed her arms up and back to the side of her head, and she felt a strange sensation on her neck - lips, but not lips, like air almost. The feeling was incredible, and Elena's mouth opened letting out a long, deep moan of pleasure. Her hand was taken down and run down over her breast to sit in between her legs. She felt all her wetness and began rubbing in tiny circles, her hand guided by something else. Her juices ran past the seams of her underwear and her moans slowly began turning into cries.

Suddenly, something was on her swollen middle and she yelled in the darkness, it roughly pinned her arms up over her head and licked ever inch of her. Elena's back arched and goose bumps ran the length of her spine, her heart pounded, and she cried out to it not to stop. The pleasure was like nothing she had ever experienced in her life, when she came, she screamed. Another orgasm, then another...wave after wave hit her like a brick wall and she lost all strength in her body. Still oozing with pleasure, Elena's body was limp and used. She couldn't move, she could only cry out for more...

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The bedroom light snapped on and she sat up straight as a board, confused and flushed. "Well, well, what do we have here" Rocco sauntered to the side of the bed and crossed his arms smirking.

"My God you couldn't wait for me?" Elena shook her head "What? I don't..." He grabbed the side of the duvet and yanked it down, exposing the dripping wetness running freely down her still spread legs. He licked his lips and growled "I want that" He hissed and pointed to her middle "I want to watch you".

Elena sat in bed completely dumbfounded. 'What the hell just happened to me?' And now he was here, but it wasn't Rocco who was with her, was it? But there was something here, and it did things...amazing things.

She put her hands over her face and rocked back and forth.

She was quite sure she had just lost every bit of her mind.