Deragona Planet (Iwipoo Warriors) The call is Answered Rated Mature

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The two males, Nonilla and Orick stood there staring at Ramona.

“Share?” Nonilla asked. The look of confusion that crossed both their faces was enough for laughter to erupt from Ramona at the situation.

“Yes share. You both seem to be drawn to me and I am attracted to the both of you. I do not see my self going from one bed to another. So I propose that we come together and—–“

This time it was Orick who spoke. “We are dragonians. Our symbiont half are dragons and they are very possessive in time of pleasure. I do not see how it would be possible to share”

Orick adjusted his stance showing the affect she was having on him. Nonilla seemed glued to the floor and he kept his fists clenched tightly.

“Have any of your kind every share a woman between them?”

“That is different. The female is a dragonian and can handle the intensity of two males.”

Ramona looked at them taking there words in. She did not lie when she said she found both attractive and honestly she never had been with two men at the same time before. Maybe she should not push this but there is something edging her to push these men to their limit.

Ramona decided to do something that was out of character for her. She looked at both men and stood. They watched her every move. Licking her dry lips, she lowered her hands to the hem of her shirt. She began to pull her shirt slowly up. Revealing how physically fit she was. Ramona’s body showed the hours she spent working it out.

“Ramona please decide.” Nonilla said in a tense voice, deepened voice. A voice she has not heard come from him before.

She lifted the shirt over her head, revealing soft rounded breasts which was so full they both knew it would not be contain in just a palm of a hand. It held dark nipples that perked at attention it was given. She dropped the shirt and she said, ” I will be in my bedroom down the hall. I want to see both of you there. I am sure that we will enjoy each other. If not then neither of you come.”

She turned and walked down the hall. The smell was breaking them apart.

“Orick, I do not know if my dragon will agree to share and I have never had too before,”

“Neither have I. My dragon is fierce but not as strong as yours. The only way this will work is if you take control.”

“How will we explain to the beasts inside that this is not their time. Mine is clawing to the surface as we speak.” Nonilla said looking to Orick for counsel.

It was the first time in matters of mating that both of them were at a loss.

“I will tell mine that we are going to rut with a female that is not of our kind and that it is only to find if we can be with this kind of female. Mine will accept that and stay in.” Orick said as he adjusted himself for the third time.

“That sounds good. I will throw in that we will take a long flight and eat some sweet zoomomo’s to appease mine.” Nonilla said.

Both men stood with their eye’s closed mentally communicating to their other halves.

As they opened their eyes, both could see the dragons fall back in retreat. they both nodded to each other and turned to the bedroom.

“Orick I will stand down if you want to take the lead on this.”

Shocked by the offering Orick turned to face him.

“I may have not been with a female for a long time but it is by my choice. You are the king and should go before I.”

Nonilla nodded and they both continued. The walk which is a mere seven or eight strides away seemed to take an eternity.

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Ramona heard the whispered conversation. She heard the discussion of who will be first. Little did they realize that she will be the one in control. The moment they sounded as if they came to the decision to share, Ramona went to the bed, she shed off the rest of her cloths, climbed on the bed and knelt.

Both men stood at the door and stared at her. There breathing labored.

They went inside and closed the door. Orick went to close the windows, so no one could see what was occurring inside.

“I think I should be with you first and Orick will continue after that is the only way I—–” Nonilla was cut off by Ramona.

“Dont you both want to taste me?” She said as she cupped her breasts. “I have one for each of you.”

Both men looked at each other. There cocks were throbbing and wanting for release but they will not attack the human female. Nonilla nodded to Orick and they both went to the bed.

Nonilla was finding it very hard to stay calm and not jump on her. Orick was restraining himself as well and watching for the other’s lead.

Nonilla reached out and put his hands in her hair. Turning her face towards him. Her lips parted. He bent down and claimed her mouth. That wicked tongue that won the verbal battle to save his daughter was skilled. Delving in deep with his tongue he was met with her intesity and she curled hers around his and sucked on it. His eyes flew open and he pulled back. He was so consumed with the kiss he did not notice when Orick took one of her breast in his mouth and sucked on it.

Orick stopped to look at the both of them staring at each other.

“How did you know to do that?” Nonilla asked.

Ramona had a lot of time on her hands and she read allot of their manuals. She knew what to do with the males.

Ramona let out a moan as he held her hair a bit to tight at the nape of her neck. Orick released her and seen her hooded eyes filled with desire.

He was going to test this new found knowledge of hers. To what extent was she will to go.

“Say my name.” Nonilla commanded her.

“Nonilla” she whispered out.

“No the other.” His heart was beating hard and fast waiting.

“Noni.” She said and his cock jumped. He moved to nip her neck. She let out a pleasing sound.

Orick reached up and claimed her mouth again.

Ramona kissed him with the same intesity and twirled her tongue around his.

Orick pulled back and realized why Nonilla did the same. He looked at his king.

“She wants us and I think we will give it to her. Agreed.” Nonilla commanded

Orick nodded and kissed her with the intense need he was holding back.

His kiss was demanding yet the tentative way he thrust his tongue was matching her own. She felt their need for her in her core. She felt as if she was on fire. Ramaona realized both men were still dressed particially. She pulled away from Oricks kiss and from Nonilla mouth on her breast.

The men were breathing in ragged breaths.

“I am the only one with no cloths on.”

Nonilla spoke, “This is your last chance. If we remove our cloths there will be no holding back.”

Ramona licked her lips and laid back showing both men how much her desire was glistening at her sex.

Orick and Nonilla dragons purred. They were being well behaved even though they wanted out to claim her.

They both removed there cloths. Both men looked magnificent. Nonilla was thick, with a broad head that had a pearl of glistening liquid at the tip. He was ready to take her. Orick was hard and had length, the base of his cock seem to be a bit broader shaping it in cone. Both men was showing too much signs of restraint.

“Noni please.”

As if on que he nelt in front of her and position himself to enter her. Orick went to her mouth and kissed her deeply. Nonilla went in hard. Her tightness felt like a vice on his cock. She screamed in Oricks mouth. He lapped it up. Nonilla stayed still waiting for her to adjust to his size. When he felt her musle relax in her channel he began his rythm.

Orick released her mouth and went to her neck and nipped it. Ramona reached out for his shaft. The soft velvet texture was inviting her to put it in her mouth.

“Noni stop.” She said breathing hard. He did as she asked and she pulled him out of her. He was confused. She turned over and said. “Enter me this way.”

Nonilla did as she asked feeling how th other angle made roamana shiver. Orick watched as he held himself in his hand.

Ramona grabbed his waist and pulled him closer. Orick did not understand until her tongue jetted out to lick his tip.

Orick purred louder. Ramona pulled him closer and slowly managed to take Oricks length in. The three managed to find a rythm that was causing ramaona to reach her peak quickly.

Nonilla paced quickened he felt his sak tighten and his seed wanted to be released. Orick looked as if he was reaching his limit as well.

He looked at the human woman’s back and he wanted to sink his teeth into her shoulder but refrained. He will not mate her and bond himself to her.

Orick dragon crossed his eyes more than once. It loved to see Ramona enjoying them.

“I can not hold back any longer.” Orick cried out.

Nonilla picked the pace faster. Ramona gagged as Orick shot his seed down her thoart as Nonilla pulled out and spilled down her leg.

Nonilla seen that she had not reached her climax so he pushed two fingers in and continued what he could not. He felt her muscles clenching his fingers. As he flicked her click with his rough thumb. Ramona cried out her pleasure. Riding the wave out on his fingers.

She collapsed and both men laid opposite sides of her. She smiled at the both of them. “See we can share.”

Both men laughed.

“Noni would you like something to drink?” He nodded as he continued to lay in the bed.

“How about you Ori?”

“Ori?” He asked in surprize.

She smiled. I will only say these names when we are alone.

The men smiled in approval.

“Yes water.”

She managed to stand on shaky legs and put on her shorts and top before leaving them.

The men laid there in silence. Orick was the first to break it.

:Sire we can not do this again.”

“I agree. I felt my dragon rise to the surface. He wanted to bite her as we went over.”

“Mine did as well. Her mouth is amazing,”

Nonilla wanted to feel her mouth on him. Just as Orick wanted his turn to feel her around him.

Ramona came back with water and they all drank.

“So Ori are you ready for your turn?”

The men were amazed she was ready so quickly. “Are you sure. You may need some time to recover before–” Before Orick can finish the sentence her shorts was off and she climbed on him.

“I felt Noni in side me and now I want you.”

With the words said his cock stood at attention. Ramona grasped the girth of him and guided him into her channel.

It was soft and wet inside. He grabbed her hips as she began to ride him. She smiled at him and then she stared at Nonilla. He was palming himself and mimicking the movement. She stared deeply into his eyes as he quickened the pace. Orick breathing was increasing and so was his size. It did not do that when she had him in her mouth. It was streaking and hitting nerve endings that she cause her to cry out,” Oh god.”

Orick felt her muscles clenching around him she was almost there. He will wait for her to reach her peak. his hands gripped her too tight but she did not protest.

Then it happened without realizing it the men slightly shifted. They needed to see the female for themselves. Ramona’s eye closed tight when the intense wave of her Cuming around Oricks cock hit her.

Nonilla knelt near her and released his jizz on her stomach. Orick lifted her off him and sprayed his seed on the brown thatch of curls covering her sex.

This went on for hours. They kisses, nipped, and even ripped the bedding from the activity. It went from so to fast until they could no longer continue. When they left Ramona, she was asleep and the calling smell had dissipated. Both men went back to the palace. Back to their rooms to bath.

Both thinking of the events of the day. The act not only left marks of their skins but an unspeakable mark within them,

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Nila went in to check on Ramana. She smelled of both males. She had to wake her and tell her to shower. No one must know of this. A king can not share his body with any other but there kind. As for Orick no one would believe it since he is so alone and guarded they would not believe he would do such a thing.

So the king and his guard shared what is supposed to be a one night stand. Will it just be that or did something was set in motion that the three of them can not predict. Please like share and subscribe to keep up . All comments are welcomed.

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Deragona Planet (Iwipoo Warriors) Speculations on the next excerpt

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Well hello fire starters. So first sergeant Ramona Carrilla can not make a choice. So she threw in can they share.

Let’s think about this. Is it a set up? She read their history, did she find something that she is using to her advantage?

Or is she attracted to both men equally?

Problem one is a King and the other is his guard.

Would there people respect a king let a lone a male if he could not satisfy a female alone?

Would their people respect a guard that takes a woman with his king when he has not been with a woman in ages?

Would she bed both and manipulate the males to get her off the planet as she enjoys her work?

Lots to think about. What do you think. I would like to know

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Deragona Planet (Iwipoo Warriors) The Calling

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It had been a few days since the welcome to your new home fiasco occurred and Orick watched his king in quiet speculation.

The human tried to busy herself by doing thing to her lodging that was granted to her by Nonilla himself. He found it odd that it would be so close to the kings own home.

“Orick stop glowering over me and report.” Nonilla demanded.

It was his job to tell him what went on in his kingdom.

“Everyone seems to be a buzz about the human female . They do not know what to do with her. The female find her amazing being that she is weaker than they are. The men have been debating on who should mate her.”

That bit of news snapped him to attention.

“Would that be an issue, sir?” Orick asked still observing him.

“I’m not sure if our species are compatible for a mating.”

“Do I tell the males not to approach her for this?”

Nonilla was not one that interferred with his people mating habits but since she is human she would need to be protected.

“Orick contact the female and tell her I would need to see her today. I will discuss the matter with her. Also contact Morana I need her counsel.”

“Morana, Sire?”

“Yes. Please do as I command. I wish to see her before I see the female.”

Orick bowed and set off on his task. He made sure the king was guarded in his absences. He did not favor seeing Morana. She had a way of making things difficult for him. Morana was in the garden behind her home when Orick spotted her.

“Orick what does the king want of me?”

He stopped in his tracks staring at the old woman. She was always in the kings graces for as long as he could remember.

“How did you know I was here for the king?”

“Nonilla would not have sent you to me other wise, son.”

Orick looked at her as she stood up with a hand filled with herbs.

“I gather this is due to the human female?”

“Yes”

She nodded and a couple of locks of curls tumble forward framing her heart shaped face. For a female of her age she was still appealing to the males of their kind. Yet she refuses to choose a new mate.

“Well we should not keep the king waiting.”

“You will have to go on ahead of me. I have to go the human female next. The king wants to see her as well.”

Morana smiled and shook her head as if she knew something he did not, as she often did. He also knew better Than to ask her. She would never tell him.

Orick left his mother to go to Ramona. Along the way he noticed two males in flight, sparring above him. He knew this was not a good sign.

Then he caught a scent that explained the reason for the male agitation. Orick also noticed Nila was in front of the house guarding the entrance.

“What has occurred?” Orick commanded a little too sternly.

“Two of our younger males tried to enter without permission. I have secured the premisis for now, but I fear that this will become worse before it get’s better.”

Orick nodded. “Where is she?”

“Ramona is currently in the back room exercising. She said it keeps her limber and in shape. I think she was a little shaken by the intrusion and she need to calm her. The only problem is that she seems to put out the scent more when she excerpts herself.”

“Really” He said as if he was not sure her assessment was accurate. “I have to go in and in form her that the king wishes to see her.”

Nila looked concerned for his decision to go inside but she stepped aside and allowed him entry. Once Orick stepped into the house the scent over whelmed him. Ramona came out of one of her rooms glistening with sweat. Her hair framed her face with spiked tendrils soaked with her sweat. Orick stood there staring at her. His dragon growl in recognition of the calling.

It was not that he did not find her appealing it was that she was not one of his kind and he wanted to bond to a female who is sure to bare is offspring. Yet the allure was almost unbareable. He felt a hand on his shoulder squeeze and he turned.

Nila was there with a look of readiness to fight and his clouded mind cleared a bit.

“Ramona the king would like to see you. please dress accordingly..” He said gruffly and stormed out.

Nila felt sympathetic for Orick. He never shown a remote interest in the other females but this one was pulling at him hard as it will the king.

Orick had to inform Nonilla immediately. His dragon needed to be set free to fly as well. So he indulged it. In a sprint and hop he changed into his dragon form effortlessly. The sun felt wonderful on his skin and he decided to fly under the water fall before heading in.

He could not shake the sight of her. Her eyes looking at him expectantly, lips parted taking in air and her chest rising and falling from excretion. He flew into the water a couple of times and then went to Nonilla.

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Morana walked to Nonilla’s office unstopped. He was at his desk looking over scrolls she had no desire to know about.

Nonilla looked up and a genuine smiled appeared in his face.

“Morana thank you for coming.”

She smiled with the affection she felt for him.

“So nila why was I summoned?”

She watched as he fidgeted a bit at the directness of her question. She always had a domineering presence in his life ever since his mother was killed.

“Speak Nonlla.” No other would dare to speak to him this way but he was always one you would have to pull at.

“Is it possible for the human to breed with our kind?”

Showing his discomfort with the topic by his showing by the tips of his ears showing a tinged red. Morana thought on the topic.

“In our humanoid form we would be able to share our bodies. Uncertain about a successful breeding. No such occurrence has ever been tried.”

Nonilla thought on the information.

“Are you at your mating cycle once more?”

Nonilla and his other half have not been in a mating heat cycle in ages, so they have decided to part. He had companions but the mating cycle does not come often and if it is a true mate then they are bonded for life and not for just breeding.

“No. If I were it would be with our kind.”

Morana seen the tell tale sign of uncertanty in him.

“Why the inquiry?”

“A few of the males are interested in this female.”

She noted the absence of saying the act or the female’s name.

“May I ask what is the female’s name?”

“Ramona”

As he said her name Orick come through the door in a rush.

“What is it?” Nonilla asked as he stood ready fir trouble.

“The reason why the males are wanting to mate is she putting out the calling.”

Nonilla eyes widen. “It is affecting the males strongly?”

“On the way to her home two males were sparing in the air to show their strength.”

Morana smiled she noticed that the calling was also affecting Orick as well.

Nonilla looked calm but the news was not a welcomed one.

“Moran informed me she can be with our kind but might not be able to carry our offspring.”

Orick looked at Morana and she nodded. He knew that the information was sound coming from her.

Moran stood and straightened her dress. “I will leave now. Maybe Orick should go with you to tell the female the news. She maybe willing to be with one or two of our male. Not sure of her drive or desire though. Broach the subject gently.” She left with a smile on her face.

They both looked at her in astonishment.

“What did she mean two of our males?” Orick asked

Nonilla went straight to the patio and before taking flight he looked back. “Come Orick”

Orick dragon was awaken and wanted to see the female that made him stir. He knew this was not going to be a good idea.

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Nonilla and Orick landed at Romana’s home. Nonilla smelled her a mile in the sky. His dragon wanted the female. She appealed to him.

She was not their kind so Nonilla will keep it in control.

Nonilla and Orick was greeted by Nila and she knew that this was not going to good.

“Where is Ramona?”

She came out dressed and cut off pants and a shirt that had no sleeves. The out fit stired both men and a primal sound came out from the both of them.

Nonilla and Orick looked at each other in amazement. Romona laughed bringing their attention back to her.

“What are you wearing?”

“I was too hot and this is my home so I am comfortable. I took a bath and now I am cooling off.”

Both men’s nostrils flared. Ramona laughed again.

“What is so amusing?”Nonilla asked.

“You purred last time we met and now your growling. So is Orick. I am wondering what other sounds do your kind make.”

Orick was willing to show her but he knew that thought was being driven by her call.

“Ramona my kind have this basic reaction to the opposite sex we call the calling. It is a scent that is given off to let the males know that the female is ready to mate.”

She turned around showing both men her well rounded bottom that was being held up by thick firm legs. Her waist was so small. As she walked to the couch to sit. Both men pinned their feet to the ground.

“So why are you telling me this?”

“You are giving off this scent. That is why the males are trying to get your attention.”

She nodded. “So–?”

“Your kind can mate with our kind. Little ones may not be possible but—“

“Wait a minute. Mate as in marry?”

“Yes I believe that is the human term.”

“I do not want to marry.”

“But you are sending out the calling. You are ready to be—” Orick did not finish the sentence.

“To be taken.” Ramona said.

Both males nodded.

“I see. There is no such thing as fooling around?”

They looked confused. Even Nila looked confused.”

“It means to be taken without the bond.”

They looked at each other. Is that possible? Was that what Morana meant.

Nonilla rumbled looking at the female. His need for her was riding him. Orick was having a hard time as well.

Nila looked at the males and decided it was time to leave.

“Choose Ramona. Orick or I. We will not battle for you since you do not want a mate. We both do not desire to be mated as well unless it is—“

“With your kind?” She finished the sentence again.

Both men nodded.

She looked at both of them. Both appealing. Strong tall one more muscular than the other. One with fuller lips and than other.

“No I will not choose. Can you share?”

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Coffin made plans {Tcotd17}

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The whistling caused by the wind forcing it’s way through the crack in her coffin. Made Abella’s eyes open halfway looking at the satin casket that was made for her as a present by her late mother.

She never used it until now. She tried her best to stay still as her burns healed but with every movement the pain reminded her of what occurred to get her there.

“Mimi.” she whispered

She will be included on her on the death list. Accidental deaths happen a lot in  nests there size. She had loyal followers that would do anything for her.

A thought of getting rid of Makalo had crossed her mind but she could not for the life of her see him dead. Not until she figured out how to give him a child of her own.

Being a full blood vampire she should have failed at conceiving at least once but his inattentiveness to her needs, played a big factor. He had to have another on the side. His appetite was being quenched by another and she will find out who.

She began thinking of Adorjan. He can not live to claim his birthright. He is of age but he is a blithe that needed to be rubbed out. Once she arises she will go about things a bit differently to get what she wants. It will start with, “Morgan.”

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Makalo felt a twinge of guilt for snapping his daughter’s neck to knock her out. But she will be coming around, shortly and he did not want to get in an argument at the moment.

He placed her on her bed and walked out of her chamber. He had to see what had come to his home leaving Lurkspur in charge.

The house seemed the same but it was odd that the night maids were not tiding and he did not hear the rustling of pots in the kitchen.

Makalo had human servants and he treated them well. It was oddly normal.

He reached out his senses and hit a twinge in the forest behind the (House). Lurkspur was shielding what ever fowl play he was up too.

Immediately he rushed to the area to be greeted by the naked maids and the servants in the kitchen.

Makalo located Lurkspur in the distance being ridden by Yolanda and is feeding off Phillip at the same time. He knew his appetite would get the best of him.

“Lurkspur enough. Undue this trance at once or I will banish you from here forever.”

Lurkspur blackened eyes and elongated fangs dripping with blood looked at Makalo. he was in full feeding phase. Only an inkling of knowledge of what was going on had seeped into his blood hazed conscious.

Yolanda screamed out her orgasmic completion and fell onto her side. Lurkspur rose with his shaft still at attention. It looked as if he was struggling to come back but he bared his teeth to Makalo in defiance.

Makalo had had enough and took down Lurspurs ward. He was at his throat faster than Lurkspur could protect himself.

“Sorry old friend but you should have had more control.”

Lurkspur lashed out and tried it’s best to get Makalo’s grip from around his neck.

Makalo waited until to his blood lust faded and Lurkspur return to it’s rightful mind.

“Makalo I’m so sorry. I wanted to have fun and it turned into…”

“A freakin orgy Lurkspur. I want you to wipe their minds clean and leave.”

“But I can be of service.”

“No. Leave”

“May I return?”

“I’ll see you in the next millennia.”

Makalo released it and walked away. “Do not drink another drop or it will be the last drop.”

Makalo was tired yet his mind kept drifting to Adorjan and how he was doing. He’ll think about it at sun set. He was tired and he had to make sure Lurkspur left his home and county.

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Leo sat against a large tree watching Adorjan looking at the moon.

“Why haven’t you drank any blood?”

Adorjan looked at him and not really wanting to answer him he did anyway.

“I don’t know how it would affect me and I don’t know who I would turn into.”

“You may stay the same. It’s not bad letting your self be fully who you are.”

Before he could answer that remark, Creya came back with two rabbits. Adorjan took them and began to clean them up.

Creya and Leo watched how skilled he was at cleaning the animals and preparing them to eat.

“Who taught you to do that?”

“My mother and grandmother. They taught me many things.”

Leo let out a chuckle and that statement.

It took over forty five minutes to cook them sufficiently to eat.

Creya had one and so did Adorjan even though his stomach was acting odd.

“Next time leave them a bit bloody. Your stomach won’t hurt so much.” Leo said as he rose.

“Where are you going?”

“Why do you want to join me Creya?” He asked as his eyes conveyed hid true meaning.

“Just go.” she continued eating the rabbit.

“I’ll be back soon. Just call out if you need me. I’ll be close enough to hear you both.” He said looking at Adorjan.

“Do you like him?”

Creya shrugged her shoulders and gave a non answer.

“I mean do you ….”

“Oh you mean mate him? I never thought of him like that. Lately he’s been coming on strong but I don’t know?” She stood up and stretched again this time Adorjan kept looking at her.

She went over and kissed his cheek. “the rabbit was good thanks.” She whispered. Then licked her lips.

His body was reacting to hers but he refused to act what if he killed her?

“You said mate? Why?”

“One day you’ll know. Just not today. I want us to stay the way we are now. I’m tired.” she picked a spot next to the fire and laid with her back towards him.

Her jeans cradled her full bottom but revealed just enough to make his mouth water.

His could not move or else he body would reveal what it wanted. He decided to do the meditative sleep to calm his blood down. It’s gonna be a hard night.

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The call of the Dhampir chpt 8

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The smell of blood swirled around the dead as if it was like freshly baked cake. The mansion was buzzing about the smell. No one could pin point where the smell was coming from. Which was a miraculous feet since they had a high sence of smell.

The prince had left that morning and there was no one to keep Abella in check. Abella walked down the stairs dressed in lace and satin dress. The color seemed to be a green but the amount of blood that was soaked on the dress it was almost impossible to distinguis the true color.

“Listen to me all of you. I know that the prince has his spies watching me. I have personally dispatched a couple that I know of. If I find out who else is giving him information about my coming and goings I will gladly add your blood to this dress. Have I made myself clear?”

Not a peep was heard. The others stood watching her with bared fangs and anger in their eyes. In the shadows Mimi hid. She will get a message out to him once the sun rose. Until then she’ll keep to the shadows.

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“Wakey,wakey” Adorjan heard before a cold splash of sea water drench him. He sat up with a start.

The girl that was up in the tree was standing before him laughing.

“Was that really that funny? How did you get here?”

“Oh you hit me with two questions at once. Let’s see. It was hilarious, you look like a wet cat. Second question, I came over with my father. Now answer my questions. Why are you sleeping here on the boat and are you hungry?”

Adorjan got up and shook off the water that was still dripping from him before he answered her.

“I am waiting for the twins to come back and I fell asleep. I am a bit hungry. Why do you have some food you could give me?”

She smiled and climed down from the boat and started walking towards the houses. “Are you coming or not?”

Adorjan smiled and climbed down from the boat, then followed her. He did not realize how close in hieght she was to him, since the last time he seen her she was laying down in a tree. They walked for about five minutes before they stopped in front of a house.

“Before we go in I think it would be wise that we should know each other’s names. I’m Creya and you are?”

“Adorjan”

“Adorjan is nice, but since I am welcoming you inside I think I will call you Jan.”

She seem very determined that she had to give him a name as if she was christening a ship. He kept his laughter inside until later. He gave her a nod that he accepted the shortened name.

“Okay let’s go in.”

The house was brimming with people of all shapes and sizes. Not to mention color. A woman no taller than Adorjan’s knee passed in front of him and he could swear he smelled a hint of stale water.

“That is Oria. She is a swamp pixie.”

“Oh” He looked around the room and basically everyone looked normal to the naked eye.

“Come with me. Your probably really hungry. We have food in the kitchen.”

“What’s going on? Why is there so many people here tonight?”

Creya laughed at his comment and he could not understand what was so comical.

They walked into the kitchen and a woman with red curly hair down her back was covered in flour.

“Ah, Creya you finally brought the Dhampir. Come in, come in and eat.”

Adorjan felt slightly trapped with the two women in the kitchen.

“Sit and eat. Or is this not what you favor? Do you take after your father then?”

“Okay what is this about? I do not like feeling like I am a mouse in a maze.”

“Ah yes, you are quite the mouse. Oh my excuse me a moment, the bread will burn if I do not get it out of the oven.”

The red headed woman turned and took something that resembles bread out of the oven, but it was pulsating.

“Perfect. The marsh folk do not like their bread to be over done. Now let me introduce my self. I am Inakoraikatoo. You can call me Ina. I am what you call a neutral observer of all the species of this world. I take no sides and I answer questions that I deem is none intrusive on the path you are set upon.”

“An observer?”

“Sit, you are safe here. No violence is allowed in my presence ever. Would you like to see what happens if you try?” Ina handed a wicked looking blade she was using as a cutting knife.

Adorjan looked her square in the eyes and seen something roaming behind them. He refused the blade and turned to Creya.

“So what are you?”

Creya hoped on the kitchen sink and bit into a celery stalk. “that is answer that will be given, when it is necessary. Now sit and relax, Jan.”

He did as she asked since for some reason she seemed trust worthy. “Why did you bring me here?”

“To the point then. I have been watching you since your grandmother died. The vail she had over you and your mother had vanished when she passed. I was shown that you need a companion on your quest.”

“I have no quest and I do not need a companion.”

“Listen, Jan is it? Creya will accompany you on your path. Enough said.”

“I don’t know where I am going. So Creya accompanying me to nowhere is really ridiculous.”

“You do not know your path? How is that possible?”

The red headed woman looked genuinely confused.” Alright enough talking and more eating. Then tonight you will sleep in one of the rooms. Your safe here.”

“You keep saying that?”

“Well, Jan if you would wipe the suspicious look off your face then she wouldn’t have to keep repeating it.”

“Creya help me bring the bread out.” Creya knew the woman can lift a truck if she wanted with no help. Something was up.

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The beating of the bats wings gave no comfort to Makalo. Time was running out and Adorjan had to start piecing things together before his lack of knowledge kills him.

Makalo went towards to the east to see Sheri. One of the longest living vampire in the world. Makalo walked toward Sheri’s chamber to be greeted by Kara. The of the few weaknesses he allowed in his life.

“Kara what are you doing here?”

“Makalo do you not miss me?” As he watched the woman before him drop her shear gown revealing a body he came to know all to well. He still questioned her presence in Sheri’s chambers.

He deferred the question until a later time. His body burned from the memory of her body beneath him and her blood coursing through him.

“It can wait Kara.” He said as the door closed behind him.

So my fire starters Makalo has a side chick and what’s the deal with Ina? Why did she ask Creya to help her with the bread? And before I forget Abella’s claws are out, rather her teeth and death is in the air. Hmmm what will happen next? Comments and Likes are appreciated. Until next we meet. Fia xoxox

The call of the Dhampir chpt 5

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Not every night has clear skies and a bright moon. No, not every night,especially not tonight.

Adorjan had waken to complete darkness. The wooded creatures were very vocal and their was not odd feeling that something was a miss as he slept. He decided that he should make his way to the shore that night. It was just a few hours away and he knew he had to cross the water’s to get to his destination.

The little water town of Atal was celebrating the big catch the ships had brought in. There was music and dancing where ever you turned. Adorjan made his way to one of the boats that was docked and noticed a young man tieing the boat to a large tree pole.

“Excuse me, can you tell me if I can purchase a ride across the sea.”

The young man laughed and did not bother to turn around. “Why go across the sea? Tonight is the night to be frivolous and be at ease.”

“I can see that and I am willing to wait until the morning.”

The young man turned around and he held a smile on his face that could convince any young woman of innocence as he proceed to convince them to do anything but innocent things.

“I have not seen you in Atal before. Are you visiting family or did you make a mistake and listen to those old drunkards and they convinced you to come and make your fortune on the sea?”

Adorjan could not help but smile at the young man asking him questions.

“Since you seem so interested. I lived off the town of Newer Town and I have decided to make a life for myself across the sea. Now can you direct me to the captain of the boat so I can purchase a ride?”

“I tell you what. Tonight there is no moon in the sky and no self-respecting sailor will go out on such a night. Since you say you will wait until morning you might as well wait with me.”

“But you still have not given me the name of the captain of the boat.”

“I did not. My name is Binx Jewel and this is my boat. You may come across another young man who looks similar to me his name is Bijoux. He is my younger brother by just a hair or two. As for the fee, I will mull it over as the night goes on. What say you?”

Adojan was not eager to mingle with people. His fear of being found out was bothering him greatly but he had to learn to fit in if he was going across to sea.

“That sounds good.”

“I fail to get your name?”

“So sorry, My name is Adorjan Szabo.”

“Alright , now lets eat, drink and see what the night unfolds.”

Brinx slapped Adorjan on the back and lead him into the town.

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The night had stretched into the morning. One by one the people of the town Atal went into their homes for the rest of the night.

Brinx went off with a red-headed young woman over hour ago and Adorjan decided to sit under an old tree, a little away from everyone and get some rest.

“Is there something wrong with you?”

Adorjan stood up quickly to see were the voice was coming from.

“Come out, do not hide.” He said out loud.

“Who said I am hiding? You just have not seen me as yet. Look up into the tree you were about to sleep under.”

There was a young woman laying on a branch. Her face was hidden by the darkness.

“Why are you up in the tree? Why are you not at home for the night?”

“The world is my home and this branch as long as it holds is my bed. What is your reason ,why are you not in for the night? Is there something wrong with you?”

“No there is not. Why do you ask?”

“Every young man has found a young woman to bed for the night. Yet you sleep alone under the stars.”

“Well since your up in the tree were I am about to sleep under. Who said I am alone.?”

“Quick wit.” She said as it sounded as if she was smiling, since he could not see her face.

“I’m Adorjan and your name is?”

“Creya. Well goodnight bed fellow.”

“Goodnight Creya.”

The dawn came quick but not quick enough for Adorjan he was ready to cross the sea. He heard when the young woman climbed down and ran off towards one of the homes. He pretended to be asleep since she did not want to be seen.

He walked up to the boat Brinx had tied up and seen him walking around it looking at all the ropes that tied the long sheet to the pole.

“Good morning Brinx. I see that the red-head did not keep longer than the night.

Brinx looked at him as if he had two heads.

“So you met Brinx?”

“My apologies. You must be Bijoux. I had purchased a ride across the sea from your brother.”

“I see and how much did he charge?”

“He did not name the price as yet. Can you tell me how much it would be?”

“Ten pence.”

“Ten seems a bit steep, but here you are.”

Out of nowhere a voice said,” Keep your money. We are going to the city anyway. Just help when we need it and that will pay for your trip.”

Brinx climbed aboard and walked pass his brother.

“Brinx, that is why we make next to nothing. We need to charge.”

“Bijou he has next to nothing to his name.If we do good then good things will come back to us.,”

Adorjan could not tell them apart visually but their personalities shown their true colors. Either way he had his ride and his quest was on its way.

In the shadow of the tree he slept under, the young woman who slept on the branch kept watch. She was to report to the prince of his son’s were abuts. She was not a vampire or slave.

She did what she was asked because a promise she had given to the prince a very long time ago and she always keeps a promise.

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Makalo received word that Adorjan had booked passage to the city. He could not help him or the rest of the vampire nests will see it as a weakness. But he will keep track of his progress.

He had to be the chosen. He had to live.

So my fire starters Adorjan is on the move across the sea. What is he chosen to be? Isn’t he an abomination? If you like it so far hit like and tell a friend. It’s a great compliment.

The call of Dhampir chpt4

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Makalo felt the shift in the house when Abella returned. He was in his library sitting on his ninetieth century throne when the shift occurred.

He put down his memoir of his life two centuries ago and rose from his comfort to greet his absent mate. He could have waited until she fully recovered from the ordeal she had to endure, but why she he? There was no love between them that he had to show such compassion.

He went to her chamber to be met face to face with her trusted guard who seemed a bit (ashined) himself.

“Is Abella awake?”

“the guard bowed and answered, ” No my prince.”

“That is alright. You may leave and feed. I do not seem to recall your name?”

“I am Artimus Cello, my prince.”

“Who sired you?”

“Abella, my prince.”

He nodded with understanding and walked past him opening the door to her chamber. Abella was laid out straight with her dark chestnut hair around her. Her pallor was grey and yet he felt no compassion towards her.

“Awaken Abella.” He commanded.

Abella slowly opened her eye’s to the prince’s command.

“I hear that you visited the ancient to get some information.”

Abella tried her best to sit up but her body felt heavy from the lack of blood.

“Yes.”

“was the price you paid equivalent to the information you received?”

She cast her eye’s down, knowing he knew the ordeal she went through.

“I should ignite the damn parchment. You gave yourself to what we consider an unclean ancient to kill my offspring. Yes I know what you retrieved.”

“Why should you car who I give myself too. You have not visited my bed in centuries. Instead you go to the cattle. Why punish me over something you are not interested in.”

“You are correct. I will never go to your bed. By law your infidelity is enough for me to kill you, but I gave my word to your father I would not.”

“You wont burn the parchment will you.”

Makalo looked at his mate with a look of pure anger and disgust.

“I will not burn the parchment. I will let things go as written.”

Adella kept her eye’s casted down as she whispered,” What have I ever done to you to hate me so much?”

“You really want that answer?”

“Yes,my prince.”

“You were created.” He turned around and walk toward the door. “I will allow this transgression once. Do you understand?”

“Yes” she whispered with her head still bowed. She would have shed tears if she was not drained.

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I feel as if I have not given you the necessary back ground information on the mating of Makalo and Abella. That story needs it’s own blog to give you the complete synopsis. But I will tell you that the mating of the two was arranged and enforced by the former Prince Lacume. He wanted a unification of the second strongest vampire nests in the world. Makalo had his sights on Nikila. Abella’s youngest sister. They had met secretly and planned to make the announcement of their mating. Abella found out and secretly planned the death of her youngest sister, Makalo’s first and only love.

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Adorjan walked endlessly in the woods around the small towns. Making sure not to go onto property and spooking the animals.

He slept sparingly. He did not need much sleep as his sire but he also did not sleep as much as his mother. He ate what he trapped and cooked the meat. Never well done just a slight char to give it flavor.

When he did sleep he rarely dreamed. Unfortunately, tonight was not one of them. He was walking down what looked like a dark hall. At the end of the hall was a small glass floating in the center of a square room.

The light that was being cast was from a candle at the far left of the room. H walked up to the bowl and inside was a clear order less fluid. He took it and drank. Instantly is insides burned and his eyes bled.

Adorjan woke with a start. He knew that was a foreboding as his yaya would say. He made a note to remember the dream. His life may depend on it.

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The call of Dhampir chpt.3 (Adult)

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The night wraps around the undead like a silken sheet, that slowly caresses and transitions with their every move.

A slight shift disrupted the serene night. Everyone felt and knew “He” was approaching. The newly turned made their way to their rooms and the older vampire’s stayed to greet the prince.

Makalo decided to enter his home through Abella’s chambers. He wanted to see what his mate was up to. Once he regained his form from being a shapeless mist. He knew that Abella not being in her chamber did not bode well for her victim.

A slight movement to his right alerted him of being watched.

“Mimi appear before me.”

A little spider crawled above the prince’s head and slowly lowered itself before him. The spider took it’s the original form of a young woman at the age of sixteen. Eye’s still full of innocents that had long gone. Skin soft and plump. Lips slightly off with full bottom lip and a nearly non existent top.

“Why are you in Abella’s chambers?”

“I was keeping an eye on her for you.”

“I do not remember assigning you to keep watch.” Looking intensely at her.

“No my prince. I just thought….”

“What has Abella been up to now?”

“She went to the ancient. Her guard informed her of a spell to break the protective barrier around your dhampir.”

He stood there letting the information sink in. He knew her hatred for his indiscretion with the human consumed her, but to what end will she not go to kill, Adorjan?

“When did she leave?”

“Over an hour ago.”

“She will learn the price to pay for information from that ancient.” She walked toward the door past Mimi.

“No more spying, but you have improved in skill.” that was all he said as he walked away.

Mimi will follow his order but was illated for the slight compliment he had given to her.

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Abella looked at the bed covered with red and gold cloths. She removed her clothing and went to lie on it.

As her body laid completely down on the soft sheets. Several steel bars looped around her wrists, arms, knees, and ankles. It burned at her flesh but she refused to scream.

“There is no need for this. I will not leave before our bargain is done.”

“Do not say things that will not happen.”

Abella did not understand what he meant. She made a deal and she never backs out of anything she had agreed to.

The Ancient walked close to the bed and began to disrobe. His power was immense. He hid behind it so she did not see his true form.

The body she witnessed was well formed with a flattened stomach and strong thighs. His manhood was impressive yet not aroused.

“I guard you against my form now. But once the act between us starts you will see what is hidden before you.”

He levitated above her nude body and slowly lowered himself on to her. He began with a kiss or two on the neck. She felt a sting on her thigh, then another on her hip. The stings began to turn to pain when multiple punctures were being administered to her body.

She had not screamed in centuries. She endured many agonizing ordeals to her body, yet she had never felt this. She finally looked at the ancient that was laying on her and the sight demanded her fear and blood-curdling screams.

His body housed over a hundred smallmouths all with tiny fangs piercing her flesh and suckling the flowing dark blood. Once the realization sunk in. He entered her moist cavern with one thrust. The amount of blood he had taken from her body engorged his now aroused shaft.

Abella screamed as tears of blood flowed from her eyes. He took possession of her flesh and coveted her blood. The consummation went on for an hour. His member did damage her inside as his teeth damaged the outer shell.

The ancient rose off her body and all the tiny teeth dislodged from her flesh as the bargain had been satisfied. The metal holdings released her. Her used body could not move from lack of blood.

“I will call your guard in so you can feed. Once you are satisfied to leave. The parchment will be waiting for you outside. If you should need more information, please feel free to bargain again.”

The Ancient glided out of the room as she lied there. No thoughts came to her. All she could do was endure the pain that seemed to continue after the deed was done. The guard ran in and stopped at the sight of Abella. Every inch was covered with bites and dried dark blood. He approaches and bit his wrist to feed her.

She drank hungrily and fainted from exhaustion. The wounds heald slowly. The guard dress and carried her out. He seen the parchment tied in a black bow hanging from a limb of small spruce.

Abella slept soundlessly as only the dead can.

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The call of the Dhampir Chpt.2

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As the ominous yet memorable heel struck the marbled floor. Alerted to all the  trusted high guard has returned. All shutter in his presence since he carries out the orders of immortal Abella. The mate of the immortal Prince Makalo.

Abella considered herself to be the queen of their kind. A following in the suit of royalty she wore a crown decorated with pure onyx stones. Her gown was made to emphasize a sultry physic. If she turned a certain way you would catch a glimpse of forbidden flesh. Whether it be above or below the waist. She stood tall on stilts specially made for her feet. Stories went through the hall of her turning. How she seduced whom ever crossed her path, then killed them for the sport of it.

Over the years the coven had learned not to notice the dealings that went on with Abella. The prince only tolerated her countless centuries for a reason that must have been written down in the ancient achieves. If you ask a fledgling why are they together the look that is expressed in their dead eyes said, ” I have no idea.”

The prince spends his time traveling and enjoying what the world had to offer. And with his indulgence he had sired two children. One that was made with a human and the second created by another vampire. Both mother’s met their demise by Abella’s hand. The child created by the female vampire was taken and raised by her. The other child was being protected.

She had her suspicion who was protecting him but she had no proof.

“Your eminence.” The guard said as he bowed his head in respect.

“So what is the abomination up to now?” She asked as she looked out into the night sky from her exquisitely decorated throne.

“He has left the cottage in the woods. He seems to beheading north. What would you like to be done?”

“What I would like is his life to end and his body to return to ash. That is impossible at the moment. Have you received any word how to break the enchantment that surrounds him?” She asked and shifted in her seat.

“I was told that somewhere in the archive it is written what could possibly be protecting this dhampir life.”

“Why do you not have the parchment that it was written on?”

“The achieves are protected by an ancient. I cannot ask admittance without loosing my life. But you can eminence.” He informed her with his head still bowed.

“I?”

“Yes, the most they would require is use of your body and blood. They dear not kill you.”

Abella’s hate for the Dhampir had a hold on her so deep that she was willing to do anything to destroy all evidence of the thing. It was one thing to sire out side of their joining but to create a Dhampir is going against nature itself.

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There was a few hours left of night and Abella needed to get the information on how to break the enchantment on the Dhampir.

The ancient scrolls were kept in the hidden lair, in the dark forest. Light was not capable of penetrating the darkness. The air was cold and would bother a mortals lungs but for her it was as soothing as creamy dark chocolate.

Her guard followed close behind. The coven dear not speak of her departure from the premises to the prince, if he felt so beholden to return.

As they walked up to the ancient dwelling they felt the power that was imitating from it. The door open by it’s own accord and a figure stood in the center of the doorway.

“Abella Dumont daughter and heir to Count Dumont. Died and returned in 1819. Mate to Prince Makalo. What brings you to the house of illumination?”

“I require an audience with you. I understand that you house the information on breaking a protective shield on a Dhampir.”

“An abomination. Yes I recall it.”

“May I see the parchment?”

“There is a price.”

“What is your price, ancient?” She said with conviction.

“You for the day. Your blood and body that houses the precious liquid.”

“Do you not fear the penalty of taking me to bed?”

“You will  pay the price of this indiscretion, not I.”

Abella stood there and contemplated on what he said. Was it worth her life to kill this blithe on vampire kind? the more she thought the angrier she became.

“Guard keep watch until I return. Warn me if anything out of the ordinary occurs.”

“Yes, eminence.”

She walked towards the ancient that was shroud in a vail of illusion. She did not care what was in store for her as long as the Dhampir named Adojan was removed from the face of the earth.

Once inside, the thick tomb door closed behind them. He led the way through darkness to a room light buy pillared candles.

“Are you not afraid to burn the ancient writings?”

“No the wall are way to slick and cool from the earth. It will not be able to travel to the writings. Enough talking. Remove the layers of clothing on your body and lay on the bed.”

Abella looked at the bed covered with red and gold cloths. She removed her clothing and……..

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