The Blood Rose Lady

Anger was still prevalent in Rhella's heart.

"How could he exchange me for that bitch?!" Her voice resonated in her little room, inside Maebh's estate.

"I didn't." A deep, familiar voice from behind her. Rhella remembered that she forgot to lock her door.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Her voice radiates fear even when she tries to hide it. Especially in her current state that she cannot even summon an ember as magic had completely left her body, thanks to Leonardo Richards. 'What if this is one of Maebh's minions trying to kill me as I am now powerless?' she thought.

"Look at me, Rhella." The voice commanded.

"I won't!" She insisted.

"Why won't you, my love?" That endearment though...there is only one person who used that.

She turned around. Incredulity flooded her face.

"What are you doing here?" Those were the words that came out from her mouth, instead of asking him why he is using the endearment that he used to call Rosette, back when that woman was still living under the same roof as hers. "Why are you here, Leo?" She was debating if this is one of his games or is this some kind of a 'moment of confession'.

"Aren't you happy to see me?" Leonardo asked.

"Yes..." She answered. "But no."

"What do you mean by 'no'?"

"That you are entangling me in some sort of a game or trap. I really don't know." She looked at him, not in the face but at his sweaty, bare body. "What the hell do you want, Leo?"

"I want to make love with you; be inside you..."

Her brows rose.

'Is this even real?' Rhella pondered.

She just watched Leonardo saunter towards her. Touch her. He caressed her face while he pleasured her with another.

Rhella doesn't care if this is real or not. She just wants to be at the edge of his sword.

"Kiss me, baby," he commanded. Rhella cannot protest. She kissed him once on the lips. Twice.

Their kiss became deeper. One second, she was just clinging to his shirt. The next thing she knows is that she already saw both of their clothes now lying on the lustrous floor.

"Open for me, dear sister..." Rhella gaped, unable to process the emotions swarming inside her. "I have been longing to fuck you ever since my parents brought you in our house."

He sound not like Leonardo. But his eyes...those are the eyes that she had long to gaze at. She could drown in his stare alone.

Rhella cupped his face and, with her unclothed body, she leaped on top of him and began to move. She just let his moans flood the room without any restrictions or holding back.

Closing her eyes, she savors this moment-this moment of love making. At least for this time, she will shove all the problems banging in her mind. All she would take care of is none other than the man beneath her. The sounds Leonardo makes is music to her ears. And so she spread her legs wider, hoping to enter deeper.

And she did.

Rhella rocked slowly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her breasts inside his mouth. While his hand was playing with her other boobs, his other hand clung into her hair, beckoning her to move faster. So she thrust harder. Faster. Her cave is magnificently wet but she didn't mind it. It was painful as his velvet steel was so huge but she ignored the ache. It was painful, but beautiful. And Rhella loved it. After all those words, pain, and heartaches he caused him, Rhella supposed this will just pay off. Him fucking her. Her making love with him.

She reached the tip of heaven as she released. They both reached the climax-the peak of the mountain of carnal madness.

She sighed; she was panting. Rhella took a deep breath and turned back from him. Rhella gave him a lap dance, him facing her back.

"I love this view, darling..."

'Gosh, he's so sweet. If he was always like this to me...' Rhella pushed down those thoughts in the deepest trench of her mind. Her heart aches when she imagine that this is how him and Rosette do it-

It was an unrequited love indeed. For her and Leo. But this occurrence that they are doing right now, feasting on each other's body. Not like a prostitute and her client, but like two lost lovers that are finally reunited after crossing the oceans of time.

Rhella leaned forward, giving his sword a deeper stab inside her, until it reached her womb.

'I shall give you a son, Leo.' She promised, declaring to herself. 'I will give you a child...'

She shifted into her feet, and her plumpy ass was now on his face beckoning him to enter her in a canine position.

And when he did...it was paradise. As if she had reached the highest part of the universe. He was now the one moving inside her. All Rhella did was look and moan and bite her lips.

She was his love. And this...this is not a coitus. This is lovemaking. For two lovers who had long been together but never been united like this. Two bodies now become one as Leo put his two hands on her back, then it slid into her swollen breasts.

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He hoisted her, now back to their previous position. She just let him dominate this sensual dance, hoping that this would last for eternity.

"Marry me, Leo," she begged. Leo glanced at him and just brushed her a kiss on her temple.

Leo laid her down on the bed. They are now facing each other as he temporarily pulls his still-hard sword.

"Please, Leo. Marry me," Rhella reiterated.

But Leonardo's answer was just his sword stabbing her-down into her throat.

***

It had been an hour since their bare bodies feasted on one another, dancing atop the bed like some sort of a forgotten primeval dance of their ancestors.

Rhella begged and moaned and thrust again and again. Their bodies switching positions-her on top of him, him doing her in a lovers' position. Still, she didn't receive any answer from her question, from her plea.

They finally call it a day. Leo was the one to pick up his clothes first as soon as he pulled out his meat from Rhella's mouth.

She pouted and crossed her arms as he beheld her put on his clothes.

"You look like a child in that position." Finally Leonardo spoke.

"I thought you're tongue had escaped from your mouth due to our wild sex earlier," She teased and leaned, exposing her bouncing chest before him.

"I'm already exhausted." That was all his reply.

"Besides..." He gave her one long look before resuming his words. "Maebh is now looking for me."

With one wink to her, he vanished into thin air. It was only then she realized that her hunch had been true; that Maebh have sent one of her minions to spy her-or perhaps mock her. That she was just a lustful witch. That she was useless without her powers. That, even how many times her former step brother rejected her, she will still beg into her knees to love her. Care for her. Marry her.

When her eyes slid on the floor, she saw a piece of note. A paper.

Rhella didn't waste any time just staring at it. She immediately picked it up and read.

"Get out there in five minutes if you don't want to blow up," she read. "I have a good time fucking you sweet cheeks. Best, Leonardo Blake."

After reading, she looked at the clock. It was three minutes before the awakening of the moon. And the fact that she had already wasted two minutes of her life...

She grabbed her few things in order to chase after that man. But, an explosion instead echoed in the dusk.

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Rhella looked back, and saw the little house, the little room-like house that Maebh gave her, was now in flames. Ashes fell from the sky like snow.

He wasn't lying. Not a bit of it. That Leonardo Blake speaks the truth.

Rhella cried, not because Leonardo Blake impersonated the man she only loved. But because Maebh, whom she sees as her bestfriend, even wanted her gone.

Maebh was only good to her back when she was the Ephemeral Witch Queen. Now that Leonardo Richards has taken her title and her powers-she was nothing to her now. She was just a piece of rubbish to her eyes, meant to be thrown into the trash bin again.

Rhella walked away in tears. No one had loved her. No one had cared for her.

She walked, not caring where her feet would bring her.

She was in the middle of the road of nowhere when a car's honk interrupted her thoughts.

"Are you okay?" A woman in a lab coat greeted her. "You seemed hurt, Miss..."

She jerked her head, and saw a beautiful and kind face.

"I am Dr. Fiona White," the woman introduced. "Perhaps you need a ride?"

"I need a place to stay...food to eat...clothes to wear...." Her voice resembles that of a ghost's voice deep and lifeless, dull and hopeless.

"You can stay in my place," the doctor offered.

Rhella looked at her in the eyes. She never saw those eyes before. So kind and tamed and...caring.

"What's your name?" Fiona asked.

She accepted her hands and shake hers. "Rhella. My name is Rhella Black."

Fiona laughed, "Well, I'm White and you're Black. You know... Black and White."

She kept on laughing until she noticed that Rhella's face hadn't shifted a bit.

Fiona cleared her throat and hoisted her from the ground. Their eyes met once again, and Rhella felt electricity all over her body. As if an ember had been alight within her.

Their faces were a few inches away from each other.

Mindlessly and angrily and sorrowfully, Rhella kissed the doctor.

Then they finished inside Fiona's car.