Just when you thought things couldn't get any weirder, never under estimate the powers of the Dark Fae.
He pulled into the drive of her house, and shut off his bike. His heart was pounding and pulse racing. He was already hard just being near her again. Once inside the door, it was instant heat. Salena closed the door behind them then turned as Keegan pinned her to the wall, her hands over her head as he plundered her lips.
As he lay there with Salena, his chest heaving trying to recover from the intensity, he saw a movement at the foot of the bed. It was just dark enough that it was hard to distinguish.
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Master would not be pleased! His human had brought a male home an allowed him to not only touch her, but she enjoyed him immensely. Siann was to watch her, keep an eye on her, protect the master's property.
Siann decided, she'd have to punish the humans. Punish the male that touched the master's property, and punish Salena for her betrayal. She crouched, shifting her shape into a different form. Her flesh rippled, the inner parts vibrating as she focused her energy and thoughts into the new form. It had been a while since she'd taken this form, nearly two centuries since she roamed the Sahara.
She crept closer, silently edging to the male's leg. Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste his blood. She could feel the warmth coming off his body in waves, pulsating with his heart beat. Her mouth salivated, she wanted to taste him but if she did chances are he'd move before she could sting him with her venom. She edged closer, the battle waging within her whether to bite and taste his blood or to sting him and punish him for touching the master's property.
Siann moved closer, she had to move quick. If she bit and stung at the same time he wouldn't stand a chance. She crouched, hidden in the folds of the sheets, carefully edging near his flesh. Her mouth watering as she sprang into action, clamping her pincers into his flesh and lashing her scorpion tail over her head, burying her stinger into his leg. She lapped at the blood, sucking fiercely; knowing it was only a matter of seconds before he would fling her aside to allow her escape.
She sucked in deeply, waiting for the intoxicating rush that it gave. Suddenly a rush of pain shot through her. She released him before he could brush her aside and scrambled from the bed, falling to the floor. Shifting as she moved, changing from scorpion to cat as she ran for the door.
The Pain! It was so intense. Nothing felt this painful except Seelie Fae blood.
Once outside she halted, turning, spinning around. Fae blood! But he was human. Yet, unmistakably Fae blood. Her insides clenched, she was going to be sick for days with Seelie blood. Last time she prayed for death, it never came. Siann slinked off to the cool damp cave on the edge of the woods and reverted to her natural form. Gone was the sleek lines of a feline, in it's place was her rough dark skin, the bulging eyes, her razor sharp teeth, and grotesque form that she despised. Instantly the waves of bile rose within her and she hacked, sputtering blood from her system. Every nerve was on fire, every cell throbbing with the pain. She slumped against the cool earth.
As soon as the sickness passed she'd report to the master.
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Keegan let out a scream! He smacked at his leg, seeing a giant scorpion scurry across the floor. "Fuck!" He clamped his hand over his calf, the pain shooting up his leg. As he took his hand away, a smear of blood came with it. He glanced over at Salena, she barely stirred.
He stepped towards the door determined to squash the stupid scorpion. 'How the hell did it get in here anyway? Scorpions weren't native to California, were they?' When he stepped to the floor, intense pain overwhelmed him as he buckled to the floor. He felt nauseous; waves of bile rising, churning his inside. He drug himself to the bathroom. The smooth tile floor felt like fire against his skin. Just a few more feet.
He drug himself up to the edge of the toilet, a mere second before his stomach emptied it's contents. A wave of fire ripped through his insides, and as he glanced at his leg, blood trickled down his leg from bite marks as well as a spot above it. The blood from the spot above it was thick and greenish. Unseelie blood, but from where?
"Leevander Traherne!" He yelled, then collapsed on the cold marble tile.
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