Smoldered Flames: Part I of the Edonia Series

Valeri

Our little pod meeting adjourned and I went into my room. It’s a spacious room with a mini kitchenette and black appliances. A queen sized bed with black and burgundy floral bed set stands on the right side as soon as I come in. To the far right is a slightly enlarged, deeply impressed whole. A small box-like device is attached to the wall beside an overhead door. Interesting. The bathroom is at the center of the room. I was rather impressed with how grand it seemed compared to previous places I’ve slept in.

I’ve grown used to taking off my necklace and walking around naked. I wanted to accept my body for what it is, not dwell on things I couldn’t change. So, I enjoyed the cool breeze on my skin and my small horns. I memorized each bite mark that marred my skin. I traced every scar on my back side, and marveled at the opaline sheen of Cassius’ mark on me.

I enter the bathroom and sigh in content. If I was ever graced with a slice of heaven, this would be it. Gray marbled floors that match the bathroom counter. Chrome colored faucets fit for royalty. There is a separate bathroom and shower next to one another and a toilet right beside the bathroom sink. There is a shelf filled with linen towels, soaps and body wash, and other hygiene products. It was the definition of tranquility. The one missing that would grace this bathroom with heavenly appeal was a skylight.

I decided to take a herbal bath. I found multiple jars full of herbs on one of the shelves and decided I wanted to smell delicious tonight. I place the herbal jar under the scalding hot water that soon fills to the brim. I sigh in contentment as the soothing smells of ginger and grapefruit caress my nostrils.

I dunk my head under the water before surfacing. I begin to trail my fingers against Cassius’ mark and a slight tingle races down to my lower abdomen.

My hand skims across my breast as I imagine Cassius’ hands around my throat and his soft whisper of “Mine”. I squeeze my breast before pinching my nipple while envisioning my teeth sunk deep into Eros’ veiny cock. My other hand drifts under the water to my cunt. I spread my lips open and finger my clit. I swirl it around before going to my forbidden fruit while I picture Daxter’s head between my thighs and I’m clawing at his back in pleasure. I slam two fingers deep into my pussy while swiftly caressing my nub as I crave Adeyemi’s long and veiny member to stretch my walls to the fullest.

I try to withhold my wild moans of pleasure, but the bounce off of the stone walls. My breaths quicken and become choppy, uneven. I finally reach my peak and my orgasms come in waves. The sensation of fireworks exploding travels from my core to throughout my body. My legs shake in the aferwaves from my self-pleasure.

I’ll have to admit. Not only does my body crave the touch of Cassius, there’s a need for Daxter’s attention, Eros’ allure, and Adeyemi’s domineering ways. It was driving me insane. I couldn’t catch a breather with how much testosterone surrounded me.

The water became luke warm by the time I finished. I climbed out of the tub and drained the water. I dry off and towel-wrap my hair. I take a look at myself in the mirror. My face is more angular now, and my eye is more luminous. My tummy is currently flat with a smaller waist, thanks to Battle Practice. My hips are still nice and round with a more prominent ass.

Leaving the bathroom, I walk towards the night stand beside the bed, where the little watch Professor Blossom gave me sits. It’s an antique pocket watch made of brass and several inches in diameter. It’s decorated with an engraved hinged brass cover with a button at the top. When pressed, the button reveals a breathtaking view of a golden feathered crane in flight. The numbers around the clock are colored a cool blue. When you move it slightly, it changes to a light pink. I could tell it held value with its weight alone.

Looking at the time, I had about two hours until it was show time. I couldn’t sleep so I decided to slip on a robe and my necklace before speaking with Daxter. Although things with Daxter and I are going well, there’s still that big elephant in the room. I wish he would bring it up so we could talk it out. I was a woman starved and half out of my mind. Maybe it was a mistake. Perhaps he finds me repulsive and is befriending me out of pity. I don’t need his pity. What I need is information on this Lady Helena. For some reason she’s caught my attention.

I peep out from within my room before leaving it. Music blared from Eros’ room. Cassius and Adeyemi’s rooms are silent. I reach to knock on the door, but it is soon opened by Eros.

Eros wipes his mouth and cracks a grin when he sees me. He takes a deep breathing, inhaling my scent. His eyes dilate slightly and his lips form a devilish smile.

“What have you been to Valeri?” His voice hums.

My body shudders a bit. “I just took a bath.”

“Well, I hope you were satisfied with the end results.” He says coquettishly.

“Um-, yes.”

The door opens wider and Daxter rushes out, adjusting his shirt. “Hey Val.” he smiles.

“Hey Daxter.”

“Come on, Val. I told you that you didn’t have to be so formal with me.”

Eros’ eyes turn playful. “Are we already at the level of pet names, now?”

I roll my eyes. “You wish.”

He gives a soft chuckle that could make a woman’s toes curl. He brushes by me, his scent overriding my senses. “You wish, love,” he whispers.

My insides seize. Yes, I do wish it so. But, with the Bitch Squad in the way, there was no way for us to be. Why am I envisioning four men at my side anyway? I guess it is the norm here. I’ve seen ample couplings that involved more than two people. But how would that work, sex wise?

“Val, did you hear me?’

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I ask.

“I said, why don’t you come in. I’m sure you’re freezing out here.”

It wasn’t chilly out here in the slightest. In fact, my body is like a furnace and knocks out the cold.

I step into his room and am not at all surprised with the amount of books mounted on his small table. Daxter’s room was similar to mine, the only difference is Ouranos sleeping in the deep crevice by the overhead door.

Daxter scratches the back of his head. The gesture revealed a hint of a six pack that I desired to touch. “So, what can I do for you?”

“What do you know about Lady Helena?”

He drops his hands and taps his fingers at his side. A nervous gesture. “What is there to know?”

We walk over to the small dinner table and sit. “Who exactly is she?”

“No one really knows. She doesn’t reveal her face to the public.”

“What does that mean? She wears a mask?”

“Precisely. Not just her, but everyone who enters her premises has to wear one. The club is pretty good about keeping it’s clients discreet.”

“Why is that?”

“It isn’t just a club, Val. It’s a safe place for those who have desires that want to be sated.”

He didn’t think what I thought he meant did he?

Daxter’s shy grin says it all. Holy shit, it is!

“Is Adeyemi trying to reach this place?”

“Perhaps. It would make sense. Sinful Maestra is built like a fortress.”

“How long has she been in business?” I ask.

Daxter taps his chin lightly. “The place has been in business since before I was born. It was run by a pack of werewolves led by Alpha Stan for about fifty years. After his death 5 years ago, Lady Helena took ownership of the place. No one knows where she comes from or what she is.”

“Where are the werewolves now? Isn’t there another alpha?”

“No. It’s as if they’ve gone with the wind. Some say they turned rogue. Others would say their right under our noses.”

I sit back in the chair, stumped. Imagine a whole family of shifters -men, women, children, and elders- just gone. “What’s the name of this missing pack?”

Daxter’s eyes connect with mine levelly. “The Lightfang Pack.”

“Is Lightfang Pack the only one to disappear like this?”

He hesitates. “I really shouldn’t spill this much information.”

I arch an eyebrow. “Aren’t I in this pod? It seems Adeyemi finally wants to involve me in these affairs.”

He sighs. “You do have a point. Fair enough. For the past ten years, packs have disappeared without a trace. Alpha John -from Cassius’ pack- has been investigating the problem, but without any leads.”

“Do you think the missing hybrids and the missing packs have anything in common? I thought people didn’t care what happened to hybrids...”

Daxter shrugs his shoulders in response. He stands and stretches his arms to the ceiling. “I think it’s about time for us to get ready.”

I rise from my seat as well. “You’re right.”

I gaze longingly at Daxter’s jugular. It seems to beckon my fangs for a drink. I didn’t have my normal fill from my normal source of food and I wasn’t really hungry. I believe I could go days without a drop of blood. But Daxter’s blood called out to me. To drink my fill and never be thirsty again.

“If you want it, it’s yours.” Daxter huskily whispers.

I snap out of my gaze. “Um.. are you sure?”

“I’m very sure, Valeri. Take what you need, Goddess.”

Goddess. That was new. I’m digging the new term. Something within flared to life when hearing the word goddess from his lips.

“Strip for me.” I commanded.

Daxter does as I instructed and I purr with satisfaction. His tanned skin shows perspiration with nervousness. His tall and lean body is nicely muscled like a male swimmer. Daxter’s dick wasn’t the largest, but it held a lot of girth. And it stood at attention at the sight of me. He is striking overall, and I wanted him.

“Now why don’t you be a good boy and relax on the bed.” I hummed.

“Yes, Goddess.” Daxter walks his sexy ass over to the bed and climbs in it. “Is this good enough, Goddess?”

“It is.”

I climb into the bed and crawl up to Daxter. His pupils dilate anticipation and his breath quickens with unhidden desire.

Once I’m in his face, I lean down to whisper in his ear. “Say it.”

“Say what, Goddess?”

“Say what you desire. Tell me what you want.”

He gulps. “I want.. I want you, Goddess. I desire to serve you.”

I purr in contentment as I lick my fingers before grabbing his thick cock. He groans with pleasure as my hand glides down his shaft. Daxter’s breaths titillate my neck, instantly making my pussy ache. My fangs slide down and I lick his neck before sinking them into it. He gasps before a moan escapes his lips. I take a few gulps of his blood because I don’t want him to pass out.

Leaning back, I see his pupils dilate to its fullest. “I think you deserve a reward. Don’t you?”

“If it pleases you, Goddess.”

He reaches for the strings of my robe and tries to undress me. I smack his hand away.

Daxter’s eyes are filled with hurt. “Please Goddess. I want to see your beautiful body.”

I place a finger underneath his chin. “Not yet, love. That isn’t the reward I’m giving you tonight. Tonight I will allow your dick to fill my walls and you will enjoy it, I believe.”

His eyes widened a fraction. “I would like that very much, Goddess.”

I purr again in delight. I sit atop his pelvis and his hips thrust in response. I squeeze his cock a little. “Not so fast, cowboy. If you buck, I will deny you your release.”

Daxter growls a little and I squeeze his member a little tighter.

“What was that? I don’t think I heard you clearly.”

His muscles are bunched, fighting the thrusting instinct. “Yes, Goddess.”

“Good boy. Now place your hands at your sides. Don’t move. ”

I raise up slightly and slide my cunt along his dick, making it slick with my juices. Daxter whimpers as I slowly tease him. I then raise a little more before easing his shaft in my cunt. We gasp in unison holding this position for what felt like forever as we embrace the feel of one another. Slowly, ever so slowly, I rock my hips so as to adjust to his size. I close my eyes as I gyrate my hips, speeding up the rhythm. Daxter begins to moan in ecstasy when I whine my hips.

I look him in his eyes. “Who do you belong to?”

Daxter grits his teeth, completely submissive to my will. “I belong to you.”

I lean forward as my ass bounces on his dick. “Say my name. Declare who you belong to.”

“I belong to you, Valeri. You are my Goddess. I belong to you!”

We climax in unison after his declaration. His hot seed spills inside as my walls flex with its own orgasm. Sweat slides down my body and my eyes connect with Daxter. His verdant orbs show amazement, content, and desire for more.

I lay my hands on his chest and feel his heart beat erratically. “Well that was fun.”

Daxter grabs my hands with his own. “It was. Definitely for the first time.”

I jerk my hands back. “What?”

He sits up, and places his arm behind me. “This was my first time. You are my first, Val. I hope that’s okay…?”

I quickly crawl out of the bed. How did I not realize I would be his first? I can’t stay here, I had to go. Daxter calls out to me, but I ignore it. I zoom out of the door and almost run into Eros again.

He steadies me.“Whoa, there. Why are you so jumpy all of a sudden?”

I jerk myself from his grasp as if it burned. “Noth-, nothing.” I mumbled.

“Surely Daxter’s cock was pleasant?”

I look at Eros in shock.“How did you-?”

He licks his lips slowly and I follow the movement. “It’s the incubus in me. I can’t help it. Your energies are too divine to ignore.”

I tilt my head to the side. “Incubus? A sex demon?”

Eros rolls his eyes. “Partly so.”

“I take it you are a vampire hybrid then?”

He smirks. “Bingo.”

“Nice. now if you will excuse me, I have to get ready.”

“Make sure you are presentable. And wear a mask!”

Ugh.

Entering my room I quickly shower and grab a leather cloth. I should figure out the name of this. I tried to ignore the look of betrayal and vulnerability in Daxter’s eyes before I left. I don’t know what came over me, but it felt right. To feel Daxter’s worshipping eyes trail my body left me feeling ablaze.

He didn’t deserve someone like me. What did I have to offer to an upcoming successful doctor? Let alone the fact that he’s an Executive’s son. That person would not want his son to be with an accused murderer like me. Just another reason to add on my list of reasons as to why it would never work. It looks like I’m alone again.

I put on the black leather material and decided I wanted to look badass tonight. I gasp as the material seems to come alive right in my eyes. It settles over me like second skin. I feel myself ascending and something settles over my face. I run to the bathroom and am impressed by what I see. Sleek black material covers my entire body, stopping short of the vitality cuffs . A black and gold corset enhances my small waist. Thigh high boots, with equally thick heel accents my shapely legs. But what really catches my eye is the mask. It covers more than half of my face, along with my scarred eye. It’s black in color with intricate golden patterns that overlay it. The mask’s eye holes are angular like a cat and two twisted golden horns curve in a spiral at the top. The spiraled horns remind me of a ram’s; strong and determined.

I fluff my hair out. It’s well past my shoulders now and I decide to put it in a tight bun. Not only did I look badass, but I looked dark and dangerous. One helluva combination. Someone bangs on the door, snapping me out of my reverie.

Adeyemi stands at the door. “Are you ready?”

I smirk. “I’m surprised you waited.”

He sighs. “Let’s go.”

He looks yummy with his black on black attire. Silk dress shirt is tight around his barrel arms. Black dress pants hug his thighs nicely. And what’s that huge bulge- oh boy…

I get distracted by his appearance and ignore everyone else in the room until someone says:

“What the hell is she doing here?”