Smoldered Flames: Part I of the Edonia Series

Valeri

I lost track of time in the mist of our fucking. His vengeful thrusts carried so much anger. Whether it be from past pain or current predicament, I couldn’t tell, but each stroke of his turgent shaft slamming into my molten barrier felt like sweet torture. My moans are muffled by the moisture-laden cot. This was nothing but a means to an end, but he felt so good.

The quivering of my legs bring blissful agony with my arching hips in sync with his pelvic region as I attempt to find release. He frees my hands with his own and lowers them to my hips for better grip. Leaning over, his short breaths titillate me and my walls clench in response. His large member hits my secret center and I come undone. Our silent cries gradually increase in crescendo. I feel a pricking sensation of the inner crevice of my neck on the right side. He...he bit me! I’m temporarily distracted by the painful sensation that’s in sync with his rhythmic pounding. It sent us soaring over the edge simultaneously. He fills me with his molten seed and the staccato spasms have me undone.

The stranger yanks my hair back, exposing my neck. “Enjoy this moment while you can, because it’ll be the last time you taste this glorious cock . Learn your place, slut. Ya got that?” his dominating voice whispers in my ear, giving my hair a tug before releasing it.

His thick shaft slams into my cunt before pulling out entirely. “I should make you clean this shit up, seeing as this is your doing, but I’m in a ‘giving’ mood and will let it slide. Make yourself decent before they come in. They don’t give a fuck if you’re decent or not. Neither do I.”

I don’t move until he walks back to his side of the cell. I’m too stunned to do anything. The Heat radiating from within my core stops cold. I’m no longer sweating profusely, nor am I feeling like I’m about to die. He fucked me good, but why am I feeling as if a part of myself just walked away. Crazy talk, right? Apparently not crazy enough, because something deep within cries out to this stranger while I watch him settle into bed laying in a supine position. Was the slight clench of his jaw an indication? Did he feel the slight pull? Or maybe-

The clink of metal on metal interrupts my thoughts as the sound bounces off the cold stone walls and five guards saunter in. They each wear slightly loose, dark blue leather-like material, with an equally dark hood attached. Each guard wears a breathable black mask and carries an assault rifle. One guard, a short stocky fellow, spots the now melted cuffs on the ground.

They melted? How did they melt? I think to myself as his eyes slightly widen when he meets my eyes. At this, all guns are aimed at my head.

“Bodies to the ground, now!” He commands.

Well this is a neat little reminder of my “pending doom”.

They spread out side by side, blocking the exit to freedom. Sighing, I look down and realize too late that I haven’t heeded the now intimate stranger’s advice by making myself decent. The smell of sex throughout the cell makes matters worse. Well shit.

Ignoring the command, I get up quickly and back away from them. My body hits stone as they advance towards me.

The sound of a bullet ricochets off the wall near me, making me jump as the commanding voice repeats, “Last warning. Bodies to the ground now!”

I don’t know why I haven’t complied. I really should, but something within me rebels against this. Finding it repulsive to even follow a simple request.

They’re the ones who should bow at our feet. It seems they’ve forgotten their place. says the familiar seductress. I silently nod in agreement. I look over and it seems he hasn’t either. A growl emitted from him, daring them to come closer.

Another guard, a tall and slender guy, sniffs the air before turning towards me with curled lips. He and another guard advance towards me while another two of five guards walk towards the stranger, hauling him to his feet.

“You’ve both been summoned.” a guttural voice breaks the silence as the remaining two continue their advance. The slender guard attempts to grab my wrists, but I yank my arms away. The other guard immediately slams me to the ground and places his foot on my back.

I try to fight back, but the cool metal of a gun barrel makes me pause. “Make another move, and you won’t even have to think about your trial anymore.”

I hear a quiet chink as they place new cuffs on my wrists. I swore silently as the unwelcoming cold feel courses through my veins again. They haul me up from the floor and we all exit the little cell with the leader at the rear. Once again we go down the winding dark hallways with no one saying a word. The sound of heavy footfalls echo along the stone walls. I take a glance behind me and see there are two guards in between me and the other prisoner. Wrinkles slightly form between his thick eyebrows as a scowl takes place upon his beautiful face. A zapping sensation stirs through my heart as we make eye contact. What is it about him that stirs my heart so? Is it the exotic color of his eyes? Or maybe the way his-

“Keep it moving.” the guard behind me gives me a not so gentle shove with his gun.

I hadn’t realized my thoughts stopped my walking. We make one last turn and come face to face with a gigantic door. It stands at about twenty tall and fifty feet in width. *We’re to enter the front gates of hell this time, eh?* At this thought, I hear a creaking sound as the enormous doors open on their own accord.

Cassius

Unbelievable. Mentally shaking my head as the guards herd us into the Hall of Union. The seats were once again filled with an irate crowd. We’re assembled to the center of the Hall as the nine Executives beam down from the enormous dais. My uncle, Big John, amongst them doesn’t seem to notice me as we fall in place. His eyes are focused on her. How can someone, a nobody, enrapture the Alpha so?

“Let us conclude the trials.” The human named William, decided to lead this trial. He was a wizened old man of undefined age. It is said that his wife gave him the Immortal Potion to keep alive, although that theory has never been accounted for. The witless guards stand a few inches around us as we await judgement.

The Dwarven King continues where the Human left off. “Due to insufficient evidence in the case of Conrad vs. the Court, we as the Executives find you not guilty.”

The crowd gasps in shock. Of course they’d be surprised. Wearing a shit-eating grin, I look over at the little whore beside me. She holds her head in defiance as she locks eyes with the Demon King Asmodeus, her chest heaving. I see sweat gleaming from her breasts and blood...shit, that isn’t what I think it is, is it?

Her honeyed voice brought me out my reverie. “And what about me? Am I to be let go due to loss of memory? Or am I to be sexually and mentally tormented again?”

I give a mental shake of my head. She won’t live long if she keeps this up. The bitch needs to learn her place. I turn slightly towards my right, up ahead. My uncle’s unwavering gaze meets my own as he telepathically say, Did you get anything from the rogue besides your next nut?

I respond with a simple no.

He growls impatiently in my head. What good are you for, pup? The telepathic link that connects the Alpha to it’s pack, is closed as we hear the following proceedings.

“Your case is no mere thing, rogue. Mr. Conrad never killed a fellow Hunter. Your blood isn’t even recognized in our systems. You are an unknown, a rogue.”

Well, well, well, look who’s decided to speak. Of course the Vampire Elder would speak. They were of his brood, his kin. The fact that an unknown female took out not just one, but two of Broderick’s best soldiers, spoke volumes.

King Broderick’s eyes never leaves hers as he continues, “With that said, further investigation is needed. You will be held-”

“So you will not share all of the evidence founded against the young woman?” The slow tap, tap, tap of a cane approaching us indicates the Witch Queen has arrived. She was a tall woman of equally undefined age. I can smell the forest in the springtime on her as she neared.

“In accordance with the law, anytime a representative of the now united races shall die by that of a citizen, and or an uncivilized being, shall all Executives mete out punishment to the offender. And yet, I’ve not been notified that the Hall of Union was in session.”

She stands besides the whore before continuing, “This is no fair trial , and you know this, Broderick. In fact, all of you know this and have been raised better than this.”

Her eyes held the color of the spring tulips which are currently filled with disdain. She casts a quick glance at the rogue before continuing, “Has no one claimed this child before the proceedings? No blood checks?”

She looks around before turning towards the female.

She whispers, “Fix yourself dear.” before turning back around towards the other Executives.

She continues. “Well in that case, let me do the honors. I, Winona of the Willows, claim this child as my own. I name you Valeri. May your name shine truly. She has my blessing and my protections.” She taps her cane with the declaration. The crowd breaks out in rage. Objections are yelled, along with foods and whatnots.

“Silence!” A booming voice quiets the room. Big John stands from his seat before continuing. “It would’ve been proper to speak of this beforehand, Queen Winona.”

She gives him a look of disdain. “Indeed it would have, Alpha.” She sardonically agrees, making her way towards short steps that lead up to the stone dais.

“Now that that is out of the way, and if there are no more objections, we may restart the process.” No one rebuttals.

All is silent as the Witch Queen continues, “Young lady, do you understand the charges that are being held against you?”

The female beside me gives a small shake of her head.

“A more verbal response is needed.” Queen Winona says patiently.

“I don’t know why I’ve been charged, ma’am.” she says quietly.

For all that is saint and holy, she didn’t know how to speak with high-borns.

“But do you know what the charges against you are for?” the Queen repeated again.

Ugh! This is beginning to be painful to watch. I lean over and say, “She’s wanting to know if you’re competent enough for trial.”

A growl erupts from nearby. I look over to see a person from the crowd stare down at me.

“Your assistance is unwarranted, young cub.” A voice, the sound of chimed bells, greets my ears as the Elven Queen stands to address the court. “I believe this concludes your trial. You are dismissed.”

Valeri

“It seems you are in need of a refresher in Court etiquette. As I was saying, and if my fellow Executives will agree, you are deemed incompetent and not fit for trial.” She looks over at the other eight judges.

The otherworldly couple are placed on either side of the witch in the center and simply nod their heads.

Well score two for the rogue.

The old man towards the end of the stone dais gives an unnoticeable nod as he strokes his grey beard in observation. The dwarf beside the human grunts and the vampire shakes his head in disagreement. The demon sends a playful smile my way and agrees. And of course the cat lady disagrees as does the brawny man.

“It seems the majority is in agreement. Until your memory returns, and your mannerism critiqued, you are sentenced to Sundancer University.” and without further ado, she gives a great tap of her cane to end sentencing.

“Court is adjourned.”