The Rise of Dawn ~ page 2
Becka was
most likely going to have to bear the Ankh for protection from the old blood in
Europe. Alex would be there but if enough bad
things had come to pass, two or more ancients could give him a run for his
money even with Becka's help. He shuddered remembering some of the sacrifices
Sophia and he made to free themselves from Serpham's family. It always took
weird sex or torture to distract the older vampires to set up their traps.
Luckily Alex was a lot older now and it would not be so risky to defend Becka
if the need arose. He at least had contacts in the Old
World, but Becka was right. Many were arrogant and might not see
what was wrong at all. Maybe more were the problem than the solution now. Maybe
Hepitut's prophecies he kept were closer than he knew.
Alex reached out to Becka's mind. "We have to prepare for Ireland soon. Do we start now and tell our family?" There was no way to tell what ceremony was left for the night. It could easily be Becka and Alex celebrating their wedding or easily being letting others know now they had a trip to go on. It was Becka's call.
Becka looks at Alex and nods. She turns back to the three Lycans. “We are going to have to leave for Ireland in the next day or two. Litha, would you check on The BoB for me know and again? I shudder to think what the place will look like with Max and Terrance in charge when I…” She stops briefly realizing her and Alex haven’t discussed where they might live when this is all over. She starts back up moving to the three people who mean much in her life and hugs them. “I love you. Stay Safe. Mother Earth’s Blessings on you all.” Each one hugs her in return. Nothing is said, they all know that the two Vampires have some charge by Mother Earth to complete. Then each come and give Alex a hug.
As Dancing Water hugs him, she whispers. “You two look good together.” As she steps back she smiles. “Don’t think you two are getting out of the Marriage Dance by this either.”
Narkel steps up next and gives Alex a hug as well. “Take care of her, huh. And come back for a visit as soon as you can.” He steps back and clasps him on the shoulder.
Litha doesn’t move and she shakes her head at Becka. “I’d love to help Becka, but I won’t be able to. I’m coming with you. I’ll get Red Paw to stop by though.” By her look, she won’t take no for an answer. Becka at first is thrilled Litha wants to go, but it is quickly suppressed as she looks to Alex, wondering how he feels about it.
Alex accepted Dancing Water's hug and answered, "Wouldn't think of it. Thank you."
Narkel received a return hug and clasp. "We will return as soon as we can. Even if we have to rebuild the Bucket of Blood."
Alex was a bit worried about the accommodations in Ireland. "I have an old kind of associate, Brian McMillan. Rebeckah may already know him. He's not amiable, but we need a place to sleep. Lycans in Europe mostly supported Vlad and have poisoned the well just as vampires have here. We would have to put Lithia up somewhere else probably and hope Rebeckah doesn't stake me out in the lawn for having to deal with Brian. If you are willing to lay low Lithia, we can figure something out. I'm just not certain how to deal with full moon and I don't know how long... wait, we could stay in the plane hangar. There is an underground storage room there. It's kind of rough accommodations, but it would work. Saves having to unload the plane very far anyway and we would be under company protection to prevent any snooping."
Alex figured Becka's double wide was going to make things easy for the trip. He worried about Lithia not having good freedom and the potential vampire hostilities. Keeping Rebeckah safe was one thing. If Lithia ran into trouble, it could really be ugly. Vampires kept silvered weapons there and some of them considered Lycans lower than humans on the food chain, no matter what the fact of the matter was. He wasn't even sure what the fledgling population count was these days. If Nicholai was running loose in Ireland that just didn't bode well for the place. It didn't leave Alex with a good feeling in his stomach about Lars either. Why he would let Nicholai off the hook was beyond him. "Maybe we need to talk to the recent arrival from Ireland to learn more before we make final plans. There are so many unknowns." He wished they had a call to visit Egypt instead. Hepitut would know a lot. Lithia could carry the Ankh more safely than Becka could.
Becka was completely quiet, even along their link, and listened to Alex speak. Litha shrugged at his words. “You don’t need to worry about me, Gorgeous. I can take care of myself. The full moon hasn’t affected me for about 3000+ years now. I can change at will. If need be, I can become a wolf for the stay, and be Becka’s pet while we’re out and about. And guard you both while you sleep, especially if you are worried about your host’s… manners.” Her eyes twinkle suddenly and a sly smile crosses her face. “Besides, it might give Becka a status up amongst the old Europeans if she had a Lycan on a leash.” She gives Becka a wink, and then looks back to Alex.
Becka couldn’t keep quiet anymore. Amusement practically rocketed through their link. She finally spoke to Alex through their mind link. “Litha will come whether you agree or not. She knows we go to Ireland, and she knows the place of both my Births. If you don’t agree now, she’ll be waiting for us when we get there. She wants to go because of us, yes, but she has her own agenda as well, and that is you.”
Becka knew Litha well. Now that Alex was approved and safe, she wanted a chance at him. It didn’t bother Becka in the least. They’d shared a mate a time or two, and well as others. What amused her is that Alex was not picking up the clues and she’d had to give him a hint. She was also interested to see how Alex would react to the idea. "It's a done deal then. I have a special item that will come in use anyway. I think you will be the keeper of it in Ireland Lithia."
Alex wasn't going to get in the way of having Lithia's help. He conferred with Becka on the other matter though. "Rebeckah, you are my mate. Lithia is family. If you wish me to bed her with you, I will. You are my mate by Earth Right, though. Lithia cannot win my heart from you. As long as she understands that, I can fulfill her desires with your blessing." Alex understood sex for vampires was not a commitment of any kind. He also understood that the Earth was matriarch oriented. Giving birth was queen. While plural sex happened a fair amount in feeding, this was the first time Alex had a marriage to honor. The idea that Lithia had her heart set on trying to win Alex was disheartening. He tried to remember if she chose during the dance, but he had been watching Becka with every free moment a woman gave him. "We just can't break her heart, Rebeckah. You know that. She's our family. Talk to her and make sure she knows before following a path that ends. She can only be in our wake, My Love. You know this."
"Don't we have a marriage dance to do?" Humans would have probably thought Alex mad for jumping into an eternal bond so strongly, but they didn't understand the power of the Earth nor the vampire culture. Marriage was an honor few held. Honoring it with a dance seemed the least that could be done.
Litha nodded. “Very well. I will set up a few things, just give me a howl when you’ve sorted when you’ll leave.” With that she hopped down from the short platform and strode off.
Becka almost busts out in laughter, the only thing holding her back was Alex was so serious. Her mirth though couldn’t be hidden through their link. “Oh sweet Agathon. It is clear you know nothing of Lycans. She’s not the least bit interested in your heart. She’s not even interested in any form of love from you, not as you are thinking anyway. She just wants your body now and again, and some good fun sex. While Lycans can and do marry, they rarely stay monogamous. Narkel and Dancing Water are an oddity in truth.”
Dancing Water chuckled at her new son-in-laws enthusiasm. “That is held in three days’ time. Are you willing to put off your travels for that long? There is no rush right now, Alex, and if nothing else it can be an excuse for you to return for a visit.”
Alex sent back a message to Becka. "With your blessing she can have that." Relief spread over him that Lithia's heart wasn't in danger.
Alex looked at Dancing Water. "Yes, I think we will make that on the return visit, Mother. The Earth has already bound us and with the issues so foreign to me I dare not make Her wait for a celebration that we will complete in good time anyway."
It wasn't going to do well to ponder what mystery waited in Ireland. While three days’ time with Becka in leisure sounded like pure bliss, there was no way to tell if suffering would go unchecked for that amount of time. Alex's gut told him to check Ireland. It also told him to talk to the fledgling that came into the BoB. Max would need notification as well.
Another mind message popped to Becka. "It's probably time my grave dirt changed chambers. Is it time for the Bucket of Blood?"
Dancing Water bows her head slightly, and she smiles a gentle at him. “I thought so. You are correct, Mother Earth has joined you two, and the Marriage Dance is but a mortal formality.” Becka did snort vocally this time, though she still spoke mentally to him. “You really think I’d mind? It is Litha after all.” She received odd looks for her noise on the heels of Dancing Water’s words. And she blinked as she realized what she’d done. “Oh. Uh… no… I didn’t mean… Gotta go, lots to do before we leave.” She grabs Alex’s hand and pulls him off the platform. “Love ya, hope to see ya soon.” As they leave the Gather, she finally replies to him mentally. “Oh yeah, defiantly time to get back to The BoB.”
She holds it until they are past the clearing and into the woods on their way to the car. She suddenly stops and is hit with a fit of giggles. After many long moments she gets herself back under control. “Sorry. Oh, I’m going to get what for next time I see them.” Suddenly she smacks Alex’s arm and mock glares at him. “How could you let me do such a thing?” She suddenly grins. “Oh, never mind, let’s get home, huh.” She heads off towards the car, more than ready to get back to The BoB.
"Thank you all. You are a blessing to our union. We will return."
Alex had to laugh at Becka's flustered state. The timing on her mother's words was precious. Everyone knew how human women put way too much priority on their wedding ceremonies. Becka seemed strangely human to the crowd on that one.
Alex can't help but laugh at Becka when she giggles in the woods. Her attempt at being upset was too funny. It wasn't like he could assume she wouldn't mind. His position had been compromised a couple of times assuming and he was done with that activity for the evening if he could help it.
He pulled her towards him and gave her a big kiss and hug. "I love you. I'm not saying that because you got yourself in trouble either, but it is cute."
The door is open and waiting for her when she gets to the car and Alex kisses her on the lips as she climbs in. As he slips into the driver seat he has to laugh at his folly of feeling so in danger when they first got out. They took the extremely fast trip home, but for Becka it now seemed humdrum. She was too connected to Alex and could anticipate his driving just as easily as he could. "I'm only using the Fertility knot on you Rebeckah. It's off limits to Lithia. It would be a violation to the Earth. You probably already know that, but I just wanted to avoid anything awkward during a plural meeting. I'm worried about Max seeing me whisk you away to Ireland and away from the BoB. He might not be too happy about that." As important as Becka's mission to Frisco was, the Earth was a veto on that. He would bring Becka back as soon as he could, but the Earth's business had to have priority.
The McLaren pulled into the BoB and Alex was out in a flash to get the door for Becka. He stole another kiss. "You ready for the announcement inside? Am I making it or you? Maybe I should since I'm the lucky one, but you have more credibility." He smiled and winked at Becka as he opened the doors for her.
Becka liked the McLaren well enough, but she started debating getting a pickup for Alex if they came back to Frisco, or maybe a motorcycle, something where she could sit close to him, and not have car in the way. She looked side long at him as they drove. “You only love me cuz now you’re part of a cool family. Admit it that was your game all along the moment you stepped into The BoB.” Her playfulness disappeared as he spoke of more serious subjects. She shrugged at the whole Celtic Knot thing. “If that’s what you prefer. Far be it from me to force you into something that makes you uncomfortable.” She turned thoughtful. “As for Max, I think he already knew when he came to the Gather. It seems there’s worlds more to Max then I ever dreamed of.”
She loved that he kept stealing kisses from her, as she got out of the car. “Not really, no. Terrance will have some form of Vampiric heart failure then go all peacocky probably. Max won’t be fazed. Vessa probably could care less, not really knowing either of us. As for the Humans? Jimmy and Sarah will probably wonder that we’ve moved so quick, and I’ll hear tons of advice later when you aren’t around about how we moved too fast, it’ll never last, and when it does goes south have the sense to get the hell outta Dodge instead of staying miserable.” As she stepped through the door, she sighed.
Fortunately, The BoB was nearly empty. Just a few Vampires still lurking about until they closed, the Humans either finally giving up and going home, or passing out and being cabbed home. Max was at the door in his usual Bouncer place. He looked the two over and then gave a slight nod and a quiet congratulation. Terrance on the other hand when he spotted them gave a whoop and bounded over. “How was the Gather? Anyone hot there? How was the dancing? What did people wear? Come on woman spill!” He’d grabbed her by the shoulders and gently shook her with his last words.
Becka laughed. “Terrance, I keep telling you, you should go to the Gathers yourself, nothing beats first-hand experience.”
Terrance lets her go and takes a couple steps back. “Oh no, nuh huh, not this Vampy. I have no desire of being eaten alive.”
Becka rolls her eyes and looped an arm around Alex’s waist. “Alex went, and as you can see, he’s still alive, and not eaten. Though he is now married.”
Terrance gave a snort. “Alex is a big, bad Old Blood, of course he--” He cuts off and looks at Alex in stunned shock. “Wait? Married? Who’d you marry?”
Alex could not resist playing along with Becka's tease in the car. "Yeah, my pilot tipped me off that there was this hot bartender with a cousin that would double team you in bed if you played your cards right. Guess I got a lucky hand." She got a huge smile and wink from him after he said it.
Max really was something else. It was unfortunate he was such a closed book. It was obvious the book was too valuable to risk trying to pry open. It might blow up in the process and Max would be a hard loss to them. His reply of "I agree" to her statement of Max was more deeply profound than he was prepared to explore.
Becka would be able to talk Alex into a different vehicle easy enough. The McLaren was really just to seduce food with its luxury while giving him a smooth ride for his eccentric driving habits. It also allowed him a way to prove to business men that he was for real since his personal appearance was not the conventional suite and tie uniform they all loved so well. She was going to have trouble conning him into a motorcycle because food would be hard to convey to safe places for consumption. A pickup would be nice though. It would hold her double wide coffin and with an extended cabin, groceries could be conveyed. They were eating for four now, but Alex was only aware of the two of them.
Alex listened to Becka give him the rundown and watched Terrance set himself up. The imp came out in Alex and he decided to cheese it up for Terrance. He smiled as he gave the story.
"Well Terrance, it's kind of a wild ride really. There was all this hot leather with skin showing everywhere to tease you ever time you looked at it. We were having a great time when Becka had to go get ready for the Women's Dance. You know what they don't wear for that, because I wouldn't call what they were wearing clothes. They are cardiovascular excitation devices or something, not clothes. So I'm watching all of these bodies moving like you would not believe. Becka had the whole crowd staring at her as you could well imagine. She stole the show really. Her moves made sex look boring. I'm sure lots of leather needs washing right about now just from her dancing alone. I'm thinking I'm the only vampire there and nothing is going to happen, right? Wrong. Lap dances just keep coming and it’s a different woman every time. I'm surprised my eyes didn't pop out of my head. So the hour is finally up, but it's not the only thing up. There were more things up there than a major stock exchange hub. This absolutely smoking woman dances her way to my lap and gives me a kiss I will never forget. I can't believe my luck, because it's for a whole year. She must have a thing for dirty old men in tight leather or something. So I carry her into the woods thinking this is my lucky year and the sex is absolutely out of this world. I'm talking total out of body experience. I guess she must've got something out of it too, because I looked into her incredibly beautiful icy blue eyes and told her we were married and she agreed. So now I'm married to the most incredible woman at the Gathering. We're taking a honeymoon in Ireland where she was born and then coming back for the Marriage Dance after that. In fact, I need to find Vessa and ask her for some places to go in Ireland."
Alex paused, still smiling. He was tempted to add, 'Oh, and it's Becka in case the eyes didn't give it away,' but that seemed even way cheesier than he had already laid it on. Instead he decided on different angle. "So, Terrance, get your butt out to the next one. You just never know who wants to sit in your lap." He wondered if his dairy farm stocks went up or down with that one, but he hoped Terrance enjoyed it. Becka might slap the crap out of him, but he could always regenerate from that.
Terrance stared at Alex wide eyed and shocked at first. He started grinning and nodding like a fool. “Wow! Really? You’ve married a Lycan that had been born in the Old World.” He frowns slightly, “I thought they all died out… Oh wait, duh, some woulda had to have come here from the Old World or there wouldn’t be any here now. So, icy blue eyes? Wow, like yours…. Becka…” He frowns again and starts to peer at both Becka and Alex, only to be shocked by a strange sound behind them, looking back, he sees Max… laughing?
Becka had nearly fell out with the joke Alex was pulling on Terrance, it was all she could do to not laugh, and at one point she had to bury her face against Alex’s chest to help hold the laughter and grin in. Her head snaps up as she too hears the same strange sound as Terrance. She looks around Alex to seeing a sight she thought she’d never witness, Max laughing.
“Terrance, Becka and Alex are now married. And if you’d stop trying to act like an airheaded and flamboyant playboy, you would have noticed it immediately. And you call yourself Becka’s dearest friend.” He gives a snort, and then settles back into his usual stoic self.
Becka blinked a few times at Max, and then shakes herself slightly when he goes back to normal. She turns to Terrance. “Yes, Terrance, Alex and I are now married. And we’ll be leaving for Ireland in a day or two. So that will leave you and Max with The BoB.”
Terrance briefly debated doing a full blown hissy fit, he was feeling much like he’d been put in a pit with a bunch of rabid Lycans and was getting his ass seriously kicked. “Oh, nice, my best friend gets married and doesn’t invite me. To make matters worse, Tall, Dark, and Usually Silent there evidently had been cuz he knows about it. Maybe I don’t want The BoB.” With that he turns and stalks off. He’s not really mad though. In fact he’s delighted for Becka, a bit shocked at her choice of a Husband, but delighted for her. And a bit relieved.
Becka gapes as Terrance walks off. “Well, of all the--” Suddenly she breaks out in laughter.
Terrance turns to look at her, and she runs up and hugs him. He grins. “I’m happy for you, luv.” He looks over at Alex. “An odd choice for a husband, but if he makes you happy, then I’m happy.” He gives her a hard hug, and then lets her go. “Now, I have The BoB to run, her owner’s suddenly gone lazy, and she needs someone to look after her. Off with you. Oh, and I’d better be invited to that… whatzit… dance thing.” Becka giggles at him and shakes her head. Turning, she holds her hand out towards Alex.
Alex had to turn around to see what all the shock was about and he was shocked at as well. A big grin lit up his face to see Max laughing. The cheese had paid off in spades. Max could not have honored him more with that laugh of his. If anyone deserved one, it was certainly Max.
Alex took Becka's hand and stole a kiss from her while doing it. An odd feeling came over him that felt like hunger, but it was faint and foreign. It was like when he was a teenager before becoming a vampire and it was kind of confusing. "Did you feel that?" he asked Becka. It had been an odd night and there was nothing to make of it really.
His superficial review of the evening caused his thoughts to drift towards Becka's leather clad form. She really was intensely sexy. It was a bit crazy how beautiful she looked. "My goodness, Lithia knows how to dress you Rebeckah. You could shut down San Francisco rush hour in that leather." He became more aware of the leather in his crotch as his body reacted to thinking of her. It really was like being a teenager again. Somehow Becka was stripping all those years off him.
"I'm going to have to call Steve to fly over and pick up your coffin. We can leave the McLaren here if you think Max can handle having half a million of car parked in the lot or I can have it moved over to the hangar where the security will be tighter. I'll move my grave dirt over to your coffin and we can sleep together. My travel coffin can stay here or it collapses to fit in the McLauren." He couldn't really say why, but the idea of being asleep next to Becka in the same coffin had sudden appeal to him. It was intimate and special to him. Even if he was dead to the world, being next to her like that felt important.
His hand let go of hers and started tracing the lace and skin down the exposed part of her thighs. His mind was drifting off business and pleasure was clouding his thinking. His bride was just too beautiful and wonderful to go neglected on her wedding night. His eyes started showing desire gazing into hers. "Anyway, if we are both in your coffin, we don't have to make the trip to it and can spend the last seconds of sunrise naked in each other’s' arms." It was odd and wonderful to not be able to break the spell of desire on his own anymore. He realized if he had been a human, there would have been no resisting her. There was no resisting her now.
She shakes her head and looks at him a bit puzzled. “Not exactly.” Something had echoed through their bond but she wasn’t sure what it was. “I felt something through you, but I have no idea what it was.”
Becka shivered at Alex’s touch, and then grabbed his hand off her body and drug him down below. One, she wasn’t about to give the few Vampires and the two Humans left in The BoB a show, they could go to Vegas for something like that. Two, she was smart enough to know they had to complete a few things business wise before they could return to more fun and pleasurable matters.
She led him to the room his coffin was now in. “Max can handle the McLaren, might drive it now and then, but he can handle it. Your coffin’s fine here as well, now, get your dirt.”
She waits for him, and then leads him next to her rooms. She waves at the other door. “Go put your dirt in my pretty, clean coffin.” She was teasing him, since she really didn’t mind, especially if it meant Alex would be sleeping with her. While she waited for Alex to finish that chore, she walked over to one of the tables, opened a drawer, and pulled an old fashioned phone out. When he returns, she points to it and tells him to call Steve.
While he is on the phone with Steve, Becka gets all impish and evil. She walks slowly to stand before Alex and then does a slow strip of her clothes. She sits briefly and slowly unlaces each moccasin boot and takes them off just as slowly. She then slowly rises and reaches behind her to untie the back of her shirt. Once done she moves to untying the top of her shirt behind her neck and just lets the whole thing fall to the floor. Next she pulls one tie on her pants, then the other. Splaying her hands on her ribs, she runs the palms of her hands down her sides and proceeds to scoot the pants off to pool on her feet. She steps out of the pile of clothes and stands before him completely naked. Her desire for him lights up her eyes.
Becka's prudence reigned and Alex followed her down to the basement. "If I can't trust Max with it, who can I trust?" He would give Max the keys. Maybe it would add a little joy to Max's life as it had his.
Alex went to collect the dirt that replenished his strength during the day. It was an odd price demanded of Earth, but nothing came without some balancing force. He pulled the bottom lining out that was a dirt filled mattress. The wool was very tightly woven and marked with ancient Egyptian symbols that predated the pyramids. Those alone would make a wet dream for an archeologist. It was very heavy by human standards, but very light to Alex. It draped over his left shoulder like his was carrying foam mat. He drew his clothes sack from the side as well with his free hand and moved over to Becka's room.
Alex thought how his mattress was proof that he was not as old as dirt. What gave him strength and sustenance was way older than him in that mattress. You had to be younger than your own grave to be a vampire. It was kind of funny she would not be sleeping with something as old as dirt though. "Well, I am looking forward to dirtying up your coffin a bit. You know how us dirty old vampires are." His right eye winked at her.
The phone almost made Alex laugh. It did put a bright smile on his face. "You sure this phone isn't older than dirt?" he teased. He rang up Steve who took a little bit to answer the phone. Becka moved around to him and he was all eyes on her.
"Hi, Steve. It's Alex. I need you to fly over here and arrange for pickup of a double wide coffin." Alex's brow lifted seeing Becka start to take off her moccasins. She was doing it slowly and his body reacted to that almost instantly picking up on the signal she was up to no good. Alex tried to wave her off and only got her impish grin in return.
"We have to fly to Ireland, but I need a stop in OKC to pick up an item from my basement. A...." His mind froze a bit as Becka reached behind her shirt. Oh no she wasn't. He was caught and couldn't do anything about it. "...Lycan is coming with us as long as my wife." "Alex, you aren't making sense. Are you alright?" Alex was slow to reply. His eyes were watching Becka undo her top and widening a bit at the sight of her bare breasts. "I'm married now and two are coming with me...I mean us. Two beautiful globes...women, women I mean." "Alex, is this come kind of prank. What the hell?" "No, no prank. Pickup at the Bucket of Blood for a beautiful box...um, coffin.. and two sexy legs...I mean women." Alex's mind was a bit of a swirl watching her pants come off. The loss of control was inviting as frustrating as it was. "What has gotten into you? Am I picking up that blue eyed beauty of a bartender or two extra passengers?" "Yes," Alex answered. "The bartender is my new wife and my new cousin is the other. Look, Steve, something has come up. Just be at the Bucket of Blood with a truck by sunset, okay?" His pants were straining holding in his erection and his eyes were glazed over with desire. Steve sighed over the phone. "Okay, Alex, but you have some explaining to do when I get there." The phone went dead and Alex couldn't hang it up fast enough. "You are too sexy for business my Love. You think you can catch me up on events and find out what's pressing?" His body was craving her touch madly now and he was smiling brightly with anticipation of Becka's touch.
Becka gave a throaty chuckle as she glided over to him. “Problems, my Husband? And no, the phone’s not old as dirt since the telephone hasn’t been around quite that long yet.” She reaches out and takes his shirt off, careful not to touch his body with her hands. Then she squats down on her heels and removes his shoes while he sits there. Untying his pants, she struggles a bit to get them off without touching him still. Stepping back she lets her gaze travel all over him. “Mmmm, think you’re caught up on events now. As for what’s pressing…”
She hops forward and straddles him where he sits. Wrapping her arms around his neck she gives him a hungry kiss. Breaking it off, she leans back a bit to look at him. “I should call Litha and let her know we leave tomorrow.” She reaches for the phone and dials. Getting her voicemail, she leaves a quick message. “The BoB. Tomorrow. Sunset.” She then hangs up and returns her attention to Alex. “So, my Husband, dawn is but a couple hours away…” She is grinning impishly as she trails off.
Her gaze drops slightly and a hand rises to run lightly over Alex’s throat. She is still careful in that area, but she doesn’t avoid it like before. She eventually switches to just her forefinger and starts tracing a Knot on his throat. Alex’s tracing of the Fertility Knot has reopened memories of a long ago life. She blinks a moment as she finally realizes she was tracing a Protection Knot. Giving a slight snort she speaks. “Seems you’ve woke up dormant memories with your Knot earlier.” She looks back up at him with a sheepish grin.
Alex had to laugh at how she'd thrown him for a loop. It was inventive, sexy, and clever all at once. The universe was being very good to him and he knew it. Her undressing of him was very teasing. It was amazing how not getting touched by her was as good as getting touched by her now. That equation usually gave him much more self-control during encounters and this one was having the opposite effect. "You have definitely won my heart." It was funny how such a simple thing told so much. It was just more evidence to the romantic part of their love. He took mental note of it.
Her kiss was a combination of sweet relief and increased desire and tension. His hands wandered around to her breasts and swiped them with his palms only to slow down and slowly run his fingers over them with a teasing nudge to her nipples. His smile was very bright and joyful. The night had been a wonderful mix of desire and fun at the same time. His normal game face was long forgotten in Becka's presence. He hoped situations never again confused him into thinking he might need to hide something from Becka. It was important she knew what he knew.
Alex had to wink at Becka for the fast phone call. There was no time for revenge at all. "I see you are avoiding lengthy phone calls now. Don't worry; I'm sure you'll have a long one to make in the future." A couple hours with Becka sounded amazing. He hoped his stamina was back up now they were at the Bucket of Blood. It was odd losing climax ability like that to him. Alex let Becka draw on his throat. Part of him wanted to mirror the image on her throat, but the other part didn't want to overload her on her new trust in him. Instead, he teased her nipples by starting and stopping the fertility knot.
He realized she had drawn a protection knot. When she was done he got a very tender look in his eye and carefully drew one on her neck. "We can't have the more valuable one not with equal or better protection, Rebeckah. You realize, if it comes down to it, you would have to live at my expense. It's just what it is." Alex couldn't explain why exactly. Human's had the higher value in females as did Lycans. Vampires were actually true equal value. Somehow Becka just had not had the opportunities he had in her much shorter life and it was better that she would move on if the time came for loss.
When his knot was done on her, his fingertips started tracing over her body again. He ran them over her face, ears, neck, shoulder line, arms, and hands. He saved the front of her torso for last. It was more an exploration of body form with his eyes and sampling all the skin with his fingers. His eyes looked up at hers often with a lot of tenderness and depth to them. As bad as his dick wanted her, his eyes wanted her more and the fingertips went along for the ride.
Becka just grins at his phone comment. She turns serious though and softly lays her hands on each side of his face. Looking deep into his warm, brown eyes she speaks. “Agathon, you have my heart, my body, and if I didn’t lose it when I became a Vampire, you have my soul as well. There’s nothing I won’t do for you now.”
His drawing of the Fertility Knots suddenly made her very wet and she moaned slightly. She tilted her head back for him so he could easily draw on her neck, her body shivering the whole time. Her eyes opened and she looked at him when he spoke. Searching his face, she finally shook her head. “I can’t make that promise, Agathon. I just can’t.” She looked away and spoke softly. “I hope that is something we never have to face, but life doesn’t play fair in that department. I know all too well.”
She looked back when he started caressing her body. She sighed in pleasure from the feel of him touching her. Her hands started exploring the front of him, turning teasing as her fingers found his nipples and started playing. The double sensations from his touch and hers through him, was almost too much. “Agathon.” That simple word, his name, held all the longing and desires her small frame was currently holding. She groaned and her eyes partially closed, her breathing turning heavy.
Resisting Becka was simply impossible for Alex. Her scent was in the air and his sensitive nostrils sent a wave of desire through him that was impossible to ignore. His hands played down her sides to her hips and took a gentle but firm grip. His arms lifted her into his lap and nestled her into his with his dick slipping right up into her womanhood. A desire filled, "Beckaaaaaaah!" left his lips as his hips and ass tensed at the pleasure of entering her. The act had a kind of religion combined with erotic sensations and togetherness that was far beyond anything he had known before.
His fingertips crisscrossed her back to draw her body into his in an encompassing embrace as his lips pressed over hers. His tongue gently searched out her teeth and tongue in a deep passion. Her body seemed melded to the front of his and gave a feeling of oneness.
Hopefully it would never come down to sacrifice. Life never was fair though. There was no way to count on it. He would do his best to never let it reach that point. There were unknowns he couldn't identify that seemed to be pressing them in Ireland. As long as Becka was close, all would be well. She was very close now and things were very right. His hips and ass flexed his shaft into her a bit deeper as a wave of pleasure flooded him that confirmed Becka was indeed extremely close. His throat moaned in response to the sensation. Her sounds and touch were a peaceful balm to him. His mind dived into the union completely and let his worries wash away.
For now it was time to enjoy giving pleasure to his new mate and the pleasure she returned to him. The sensations of their bodies would echo the love they shared between their hearts. His fingernails started gliding up and down her back to send more ease to his Love.
Becka groaned as Alex entered her. Her name off his lips was pure heaven. Her hips rocked in his lap. Her hands slid up his body to his throat and neck, her fingers danced along his skin to move up under and behind his ears into his hair where they tangled. Using that for leverage, she started to ride him. “Mmmm, Alex.”
Becka leaned forward, bringing her tongue to the hollow at the base of Alex’s throat and gently swirled her tongue around in it. Pulling back a light bit, she then blew lightly where her tongue had just been. Knowing how much he liked the sensations of the throat, she then came back in and lightly nibbled first up one side, then down the other. She joined him in their union, and before long couldn’t tell where he left off and she started.
She now knew the full extent of his love for her, and understood. Her own love for him suddenly bloomed and flourished. She had no fears or reservations about him she loved him completely, trusted him completely. All the pain of her past finally started healing. The walls she’d long ago built completely melted away where he was concerned. Alex could very well completely destroy her now, but she wasn’t afraid anymore. Her jokes about being with one person came back to bite her as she realized that she wanted Alex for the rest of her life.
Becka was not holding back on his throat anymore and the electricity it sent through his body was wondrous. Her breath moving across the wet spot seemed to paralyze his being with raw pleasure. A gentle hum rose from his throat. His mind swam in the intensity of the tender moment.
His hands moved down her back to her rolling bottom and traced up her buttocks. His forefingers ran along the edge of her split until they came together at the base of her spine and traveled up her back again. His hands rotated together traveling up her spine until his pinkies came together on the back of her neck and his fingers started messaging her neck muscles.
He was glad they were in the same coffin. Somehow a different coffin seemed too far away from her now. He knew they would be sleeping too intensely to feel the separation, but his mind would be painfully aware it was happening during the day. The thought of the same coffin now just brought profound peace. If someone came to ruin them in their sleep, Alex would be there to make sure Becka received the best fight possible to stay alive. The loss of Sophia had almost ruined him. Losing Becka would ruin him for sure.
"Mmm, my Rebeckah." Sooner or later he would have to cum and it seemed that later seemed much better than sooner. If only the sun wouldn't rise and they could stay like this forever.
Becka’s body started shivering at Alex’s caressing hands. She pulled his head down towards her and kissed him. Alex was her whole world now, if he didn’t want to return San Francisco instead opting for his home, she would miss Frisco, but she would move with him. Once, long ago, she’d felt this way about another, but the love for Alex transcended the love she’d known for her twin, and taking it to a whole new level.
Becka picked up the pace. She could feel he wanted to wait to cum, but not only did she want to cum, but she wanted him to also, and she wasn’t taking no for an answer. Breaking the kiss, she nibbled along his jaw and up to his ear. Softly she ran her tongue along its edge, and then nipped his ear lobe. Becka then nibbled down his neck to where the shoulder joined, and brought her tongue along his collar bone. She next gave light butterfly kisses down his chest to one of his nipples. She swirled her tongue around it, then trailed her tongue across to the other one to swirl it in the opposite direction on that nipple. She returned to the light airy kisses back up his chest until she found the collar bone on that side. She licked down the collar bone and then nibbled back up his neck to his ear. Again she ran her tongue along that one’s outer edge and nipped the lobe, then nibbled back along his jaw until she found his lips and kissed him again.
The whole time she teased him, she moved in a steadily increasing pace on his hard shaft. She moaned as she felt herself growing so close to an orgasm. Suddenly she broke the kiss yet again. Her head tilted back slightly and her eyes closed. “Agathon… Please.”
Becka's kiss was like magic. In a dream he could tease her, but in the flesh, there was really no denying her. As she worked across his jaw to his ear, he could feel himself building as her hips moved his cock inside her with skill. His dick jumped in her canal gripping it as her tongue traced his ear and moans of pleasure left his throat. Her play down to his nipple kept the moans coming as his shaft kept edging up in intensity of pleasure. His hands instinctively started playing and stroking her back muscles. Her tongue around his nipple brought an 'Ahhh!' out of him that was repeated on his other nipple. "Oh Rebeckah," repeated from his lips as she worked back up his chest and neck to his ear. Deep breaths came from his lungs as her tongue played over the other ear and finally subsided in a passionate kiss yet again.
The increased action of her hot wet silk on his dick was impossible to ignore or control. He was losing complete discipline again and wanted to empty into her badly. Her call was impossible to deny. His mouth came forward to her right nipple and suckled it as his hips and ass thrust forward with her pelvic motions. Two thrusts later his loins jumped and fired his seed deep into her womanhood once more. His muffled cry against her nipple was only trapped by the eager sucking of his mouth on it. He continued to thrust, cum, and vocalize against her breast. It wasn't until the last rope of heated cream left him for her folds that he was able to break his suction on her nipple.
"I could never deny you, Rebeckah. I love you too much." He smiled in honest joy. His stamina appeared to be back and he leaned into her other nipple to start suckling it with fervor as his hips resumed pressing his rod into her freshly dowsed and heated core. His hands came off her back to her hips and started moving her silken tunnel up and down his shaft in opposite direction of his thrusts.
The moment Alex’s lips took her nipple, Becka cried out in release. Her hands tightened in his hair, and she called his name over and over as she shook. His muffled cries inflamed her and kept her cumming until he was done. Finally she gave a last gasp as they both finished. She gave him a lazy smile. “Mmmm. If you can’t ever deny me, then things just may get boring after all.”
She gave him a mock pout that was quickly lost and replaced with an “Ooohhh” when he went after her other nipple. The motion he was doing compared to what he was making her do in contrast was phenomenal. She didn’t really think love making with Alex would get boring, at least not for a very long time. He was too experienced, putting her meager skills to shame.
On the heels of that thought/emotion, she responded to his actions, letting him totally take over their love making. This time she wished for whatever he wanted, and was willing to play by his rules. There was a lot she could not only learn from him and about him with this stance. All these thoughts and emotions were shared through their link.
Alex's smile grew into a grin. "Boring, eh?" Despite their release, he could feel they were both deeply in heat. Just because he couldn't deny her, he could tease her deeply. Her challenge inspired him to have fun now. His hands lifted her hips clear off him, while his legs stood up in front of her. He feigned dropping Becka with an inch or two quick relaxing and re-tightening of his arm muscles to cause Becka to drop her legs. At that point, it was an easy matter to set her gently on her feet. As soon as her feet touched the ground, Alex moved with a flash. His head and body ducked under her left arm, his right arm raising it up to clear the way. Behind her, his left arm took her hair and caught it without pulling it as his body spun around to face her back.
"I guess we are going to have to deny you after all." His left hand and forearm pressed against her back to lean her forward to where they just sat. He stopped as her nipples made contact with the counter they were just sitting on, her left nipple encountering the small puddle from their recent sex. His hips guided her butt to position during this and tucked his erection in front of her crevice. His right arm came around to her stomach and started tracing a fertility knot on her lower stomach.
As his right hand traced, his left hand and forearm now had her caught by her hair and she would have to pull her own hair to escape. His left arm guided her torso back and forth to trace the tips of her nipples against the counter as her left nipple started smearing the small puddle on it. His hips moved forward and backward to tease her outer petals and split with his dick head. "Let's see how long I can deny you, my Love. Maybe if you beg hard enough I'll take you." His hips drew back anytime she tried to catch his cock into her outer fold and resumed teasing his head on her crevice as his right hand finished the fertility knot on her lower stomach.
Alex was deliberately taking full control with her hair and coming from behind to further take away Becka's initiative. It would capitalize on using her trust to be teased and controlled at the same time. If she wanted to play with pain, she could try to escape by pulling on her own hair. He was going to hold that tight but not yank it himself. Becka could also beg for further dominance as his right hand was free to tease and instigate her arousal. There was a full hour to consummate before they had to think about bed so he was going to take full advantage of that time. Becka would teach him a lot about how she enjoyed submission during this while he could drive her wild with teasing.
Becka wondered what he was up to when he rose up and gave him an inquiring look only to be stunned to immobility by Alex’s sudden movements. He was way too damned fast for an old fart. In comparison, she now felt like she had moved in slow motion when her feet finally dropped down to the floor. She finally realized he was behind her and moved only to feel her hair pull and froze again, uncertain.
His words made her chuckle, and she relaxed, sensing the game and challenge. “Mmmm, shall we see just who is capable of holding out?” His body signals easily guided her to what he wanted, and she was more than happy to do so. When her nipple encountered the puddle of their recent pleasure, she jerked a bit as it had already cooled slightly and was a bit of a shock. She grew hot and moist as his hard member slid up to rest against her outer lips. It felt like butterflies had suddenly taken up residence in her stomach as Alex started the Fertility Knot and her whole body shivered once from all the sensations.
Tingles started racing through Becka’s body as Alex forced her movements. A moan escaped from between her parted lips at his words. Had it been anyone else who had her in such a submissive position, Becka would have flipped out and been struggling to get free. With it being Alex though, she found herself extremely turned on by it all. Her gut tightened as he finished the Fertility Knot and her body started to shake. She was about to cum and all from the sheer excitement of him dominating her like he was.
A moaned “Agathon” was all she could get out before her body snapped and hot fluids escaped her pussy in release. Once more he’d given her as soul shattering orgasm. She was completely helpless to control her own body, having to depend on Alex to keep her upright. She could form no thoughts, and the only emotions and feelings that came through their bond was the desire for more. While she knew she was already his, there was no doubt there, she wanted him to show her she was his, and that there was no way, whether she wanted to or not, that she could deny him his dominance over her.
Alex shuddered behind Becka as her orgasm brought an eruption from his dick. It was forceful and his cream shot hot wet lines along her lower tummy right above her sex, before starting their slow drip and leaving shiny and sticky streaks on her creamy skin. He took mental note that the knot was too powerful to resist orgasm in such a highly aroused state. The event did make it very clear to them that Becka was getting intense pleasure from this new play.
"Oh, Rebecka." He moaned back to his name from her lips. "I can see it is going to be very much my pleasure to get you to beg." His hand went flat on her stomach holding her up through the orgasm. His hand then began a trek across her skin and smeared his seed to her right hip as his fingers searched out her form. His hand moved over her hip and right buttock slowly turning to aim his fingers at her defenseless valley. "Your ass is magnificent." Its beauty was obvious as his palm felt her contour.
His arm slowly sent his hand into her split. His thumb rested its tip on her anus while his pinkie and ring finger rested on the opening of her canal. His middle and forefinger took up residence on her pink soft flesh that was freshly coated with her nectar and aimed towards her bud. His left arm pressed her to the counter to flatten her breasts. Her left breast engulfed the puddle between her milky skin, nipple, and counter. His right arm feigned taking a jab that only sent the tips of his fingers a fraction of an inch against her anus, entrance, and up the slick path to her bud. "Mmm, how much more of my cum you think we'll spill before you start to beg for it inside?"
Her valley was very ripe for invasion from his fingers at this point. He knew three nerve centers were less than half of inch of touch away at the pressing of his hand. "How much do you want to feel those fingers, Rebeckah? You think you can convince me to send them home?" His face lowered to her left buttock to give it a lick and he gently blew air over the wet line as he listened to her response using her own tactic to tempt her further.
Becka moaned as Alex’s hot seed scalded her skin. Her body was finally starting to calm down from the intensity of pleasure, leaving her panting and shakily able to take her own weight again. “Agathon… Wow… I…” Her thoughts were still scattered, and she stopped a bit relieved when Alex spoke her name.
A shiver went through her at his words. She couldn’t believe just how erotic the feel of him smearing his seed over her body was. And their combined fluids on her breast made it slip and slide on the surface, even flattened. She nearly swooned as his hand found her puckered hole, slit and clit. A gasp escaped her at his slight jab, which turned into a moan of pleasure. Her teasing nature poked through for a brief moment at his question. “I do not know Agathon. I guess it would depend on how much you enjoy having me helpless and at your mercy.”
Alex stealing her normal teasing tactic of a lick and then gentle blowing of air over the moisture got a breathy “Oh,” out of her. She’d learned that trick long ago, and enjoyed it herself, but from Alex, with their connection, it was taken to new heights. Becka tried to rock herself to capture his fingers, but he had her too immobile. She gave a soft whimper of frustration. Her body was singing from everything he was doing to her. She wanted more but was powerless to get what she wanted. This excited her, causing her over heated womanhood to leak more moisture, but it frustrated her too, causing the tension within her to coil tighter.
“Agathon, please.” His name a moan and the please a whimper. “Show me.” It came out in a groan full of her need. All of this was new to her like this. Before such domination was full of hurt, pain, and hate, she had no idea how to proceed without the fear she had always associated with such actions. She knew soul deep that Alex would never try to break her spirit or heart, at least not intentionally, and so she trusted him totally and completely. But her lack of experience with this as a pleasurable thing left her nervous and uncertain. “What do I do? Help me, Agathon. Please.”
"Just tell me your deepest desires you are afraid to share, My Love. The ones you have that we’re never safe to share because you didn't have the love we have now. Tell me what you want me to take now that you don't have to fear not having it given back." Alex closed his eyes. He remembered way back into his past about a moment with Sophia that had scared him as much as anything else. It had been very erotic and intimate, but it had also revealed a side of Sophia he would never have guessed.
Becka heard Alex's voice in her head before he started sharing the vision. "Rebeckah, this is her fantasy, not yours, but it shows full surrender." A vision started to form.
Sophia was in a stone room that appeared to be a tomb. She was on top of a stone table that obviously had a coffin inside of it. She was naked and cuffed at the ankles and wrists to the table on all fours. Her breasts were against the stone with her head lying on the side and her ass was in the air with her knees and waist bent. A short whip with metal burrs woven into the leather braid was sitting between her legs that could not close from the chains being set short.
Alex's voice sounded. The vision was obviously from his point of view. Trepidation is evident in his feeling. "Sophia, what is this?" Sophia's voice is obviously lustful and her womanhood is visually wet with a few drops of her nectar on the table already. "Agathon, I need a special favor from you. The keys are on the wall." Alex's vision looks up and sees the key ring hanging on a wall marked with Egyptian symbols. "It's going to be a lot of pain, Alex, but I need it. I need you to ravage me like Serpham did. I need you to block me from breaking the chains and whip me until I beg for you to take me. I need you to own me the way he had. I need you to make me call you master with pain and I need you to bruise me when you take my ass and pussy. Just this once, Agathon, just this once I need to know my master is someone I want to take pleasure from me. Replace him in my mind with you Agathon. Force me to cry your name as my master. Show me your love and do this this for me." The vision fades with Alex's hand picking up the whip.
Alex's voice was tender in contrast to the tease of his fingers in Becka's crevice and the firm hold of his arm between her shoulder blades and grasping her hair. "Just tell me your desire, Rebeckah. It doesn't have to be hard or soft. It doesn't have to be simple or complex. It doesn't have to be tender or painful. It just has to be your desire. Just tell me your deepest desire you never wanted to share because it was too dangerous to do."
Alex remembered that night vividly with Sophia. It had hurt and then some. It hurt to see how much pain she desired and hurt to know what had happened to her with Serpham before they destroyed him. She resisted mightily and said very ugly things to him before she finally begged him to own her. The only relief was she seemed a little more at peace after that night, despite the fact it never quenched her thirst for revenge on Serpham's family.
He didn't know what Becka would share or how hard or easy it would be. He only knew he would do it for her and no one else ever.
Becka’s body shook suddenly, and her hands curled into fists. She ducked her head, not caring that doing so caused her hair to be pulled, and closed her eyes tightly. “NO!” echoed loudly in Alex’s head as he shared the vision. His vision was over shadowed by her memories with Nicholai. His vision had triggered her memories of her beginnings with Nicholai.
She awoke in a strange place, in a strange bed. She’d started to sit up and finds her hands tied to the elaborate headboard, and her feet tied to the footboard. She sees she is completely naked. She finally notices a man standing just in shadows beyond the bed. She stares at him in shocked surprise. He gives her a smile that made her blood run cold. “Good evening, Rebeckah Locksenly.”
Her eyes narrow at him calling her by name, she didn’t know this man, and she knew everyone in the parish since it was small and everyone relied on everyone else for something or another so the parish survived. “I don’t know you. Let me go now.”
He chuckle he gave before replying made her blood freeze. “Oh, I don’t think so. I have been watching you for some time. And you are perfect.” He then glided forward and she got a better look. The man wasn’t Irish, his hair was too dark as was his skin. Her skin crawled as his gaze lazily looked over her body. Suddenly he moved faster than she could follow. It wasn’t until her face stung that she realized he’d just struck her. Her eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in anger.
“Ah yes, that beautiful Irish temper. It will be so enjoyable to break you of that. In fact, I will take great pleasure in breaking you period. Your headstrongness, your independence, your willpower. Oh, yes Rebeckah Locksenly, you are perfect.” He struck her again.
Becka’s temper flared full blown now. He had no right to steal her, hold her against her will, and naked at that, or strike her. She started cursing him in Gaelic and struggling against her bonds. Her look was pure murder, and there was no doubt, if she could get free, she’d do her best to kill him. He hit her again, this time punching her in the gut causing the air to whoosh out of her lungs. Becka dry gasped trying to get her air back, still glaring at him.
He gave a cold smile, and then proceeded to slap, punch, and choke her. At some point in his beating of her, he ended up in the bed with her, looming over her. He was hard from the excitement of beating her and before she knew it he’d forced himself inside her. The shock of her first time being a violation made her immobile. When he started to move though, her anger resurfaced and she struggled once more.
“Yes, fight me Rebeckah Locksenly.” He socked her in the face, nearly knocking her out. Instinct kept her fighting. He started to choke her and she nearly passed out when he came. Exiting her slowly, he started slapping her back to full wakefulness. He finished exiting and then flipped her over. The pull of the bonds bit more into her already bruised and bleeding wrists. She actually tried to crawl away, though she couldn’t get anywhere being tied into place.
He laughed at her antics, pissing her off yet again. She tried to flip herself back over until he slugged her in a kidney. He then grabbed her under her hips and hoisted her ass into the air. He suddenly slammed his still hard cock deep inside her ass, nearly causing her to pass out from the pain. Grabbing a fistful of hair, he yanked her head back and then reached around with his other hand and choked her once more. This time, the abuse was too much and she passed out before he got off.
Becka lay huddled under Alex shaking violently by the time the vision faded to black. Nothing coherent came from her mind, so wrapped up in the past was she. She didn’t even recognize that it was Alex behind her at this point. All she wanted was the nightmare to end.
Alex let go of Rebeckah's hair and drew his hand away. He lifted her up, turned her to face him, and hugged her close. "I'm so sorry, Rebeckah. I should not have thought of that. I'm so sorry." He rocked Becka back and forth in his arms. What passed through his mind to share something like that was beyond him. It was just the most intense surrender he ever had to deal with and sacrifice for. His mind had popped it up and he should have known better. The actual activity had been simply too horrid to share and that should have been clue one for him.
He tried to send a new image to Becka. A young Alex is having trouble fixing a fishing net. Sophia comes over with a smile on her face. She holds the net out for him so he can fix it, bringing a smile to his face. She leans in to him and gives him an innocent kiss. "You are my best friend forever, Agathon," she says after the peck. Alex smiles. "Thanks, Sophia. You are my best friend forever, too." Alex is definitely caught off guard, but very happy none-the-less. Sophia has a very deep and sincere smile that seems to surpass her youth.
"Come back to me Rebeckah, come back. I Love You. Come back." Panic covered Alex's mind. He had hurt Becka without thinking and it was a very bad thing indeed.
Tears of blood were rolling down Becka’s face when Alex turned her over. By turning her over though and holding her close, the memory’s grip finally let go and started to fade. Becka shook her head slightly and laid her fingers across Alex’s lips. “No, Agathon. It’s not your fault. You did not do those things to me.” She lays her head on his shoulder and lets her hand trail from his lips along his jaw and down his neck to his chest.
Her hand caresses his chest while the other one starts to caress his back. “You freed me from him, and for that I am grateful to you. On top of that, you have shown me love, Agathon.” She gave a quiet sigh. Her arms circle him and hug him close when he shows her the second vision. She pulls away from his slightly and looks him in the eyes. “I love you, Agathon. Except Mantha, I have never felt so connected with someone before. Mother Earth has finally blessed me with finding a mate who accepts me for me, as I am, messed up and opinionated as I am.”
She grew quiet and looked down. She let her hand caress his chest again as she spoke slowly and hesitantly. “I need to get over my fears of my past. I need to learn to accept that it happened and it can’t hurt me anymore. We are entrusted with a task to complete and you don’t need me breaking down at some critical time.” She slowly looks back up at him, trepidation lurked in her eyes, but so did determination. “Will you help me?”
Alex thought on Becka's words as she spoke them. While it was true he did not steal from Becka, he had indulged Sophia in a very off kilter fantasy. Alex still wasn't sure if it had even helped or hindered Sophia given her revenge never abated, especially when it was needed most to be put away. He focused on holding Becka though. She was the important one at this point. He knew a little bit more and their connection was stronger somehow despite having so little past.
Becka was showing Alex love as well. It was a two way street. She was taking a big chance on Alex. In fact, his connection to Sophia seemed even weaker than Becka's connection to Mantha. Something broke and never quite mended. Alex felt like Becka wasn't infected with the hate that Sophia seemed to have contracted. There was something more peaceful about Becka.
Alex replied to her words easily. "I love you Rebeckah. Mother Earth's blessing to you has been returned to me at least two fold. You have offered me a second chance at life by taking a chance on me. Your love is an incredible gift and there is no way to pay back love. You can only give it. Your gift to me is powerful. It is a given you will always have my help. Whatever patience, consideration, or action you need, you will have it from me. There is nothing you have to change in you Rebeckah, but I will always help you in your endeavors."
Alex wasn't exactly sure why Becka had asked if he would help her. It was like she was worried he had reconsidered his love for her. There was no break Alex could think of that would undo their love. Becka just didn't have the bad of Nicholai or Serpham in her heart. She seemed extremely good. She seemed better than Sophia even because Sophia had locked on her revenge so tightly. He had done terrible things to help Sophia. With Becka, it didn't seem things needed to be so terrible, but if anyone deserved any help, it was certainly Becka. When it came to individual lives, Becka seemed the one most valuable. He would kill Hepitut if it came right down to it. Hopefully their challenge would not go that far, but Alex did not fear walking whatever it was.
Becka gave Alex a soft, sad smile. She then leans forward and gives him a gentle kiss. She sits back and looks at him quietly. “We should probably think about getting settled for the day. We have much to do tomorrow before we actually get to leave. We haven’t even packed yet. Well, I haven’t anyway.”
She rises up off him letting her hand trail down an arm to grab his hand before she walks across the room into the other. She lets his hand go and walks into a small bathroom and washes the blood off her face before re-entering her sleep chamber. She immediately goes to Alex and wraps her arms around his waist. She looks up at him and speaks quietly. “You mean so much to me Agathon.”
Suddenly jumbled images fill Alex’s head. There’s flashes of him finally getting fed up with her hang ups and leaving her. A variant of him getting pissed over her opinions on the Elders of their race and him leaving in disgust. There’s another of her freezing up because something triggers a memory and causes her to freeze, causing his death. There are many more, but they all invariably end with him no longer a part of her life.
Alex returned Becka's kiss. He had to wink at her about packing. "You know us guys. We never have enough clothes." The leather was the first addition to his wardrobe in an extremely long time. Once Max had the keys to the McLauren, he was pretty much done so long as Becka's double wide came along.
"You mean everything to me, Rebeckah." Her visions passed through his head. He just smiled. "We have to work on your prophecy skills. They are deplorable." He gave her another wink. "Let me help you pack. I honestly don't carry much at all."
He was actually going to be curious on what Becka did pack. Vampires didn't need too much past clothes. Laundry was easy enough to procure these days. Maybe she had a lot of outfits.
It was kind of depressing ruining Becka's fun. One of these days he was going to have to figure out what she liked. If she still needed instruction, he would just have to think of something light from one of his feedings. Sophia was just too intense and Alex had had too much to time to think over things and balance them. The rape by Serpham, while bad, wasn't that bad. He was just baiting Serpham and knew there was an escape. While his mistress had seduced him, he was a teenage boy and it really didn't bother him that much. What Serpham had done to Sophia and what Nicholai did to Becka is what bothered him. He was happy he got rid of them. Unfortunately, their crimes were violations of eternity.
Becka gave Alex a hurt look, and moved away. She went over to the trunk behind the coffin and started to sort through it. She pulled out two dresses, one rather simple shift like thing in a rich brown, the other more elaborate with a full skirt and sleeves in deep emerald green. She then pulled out a pair of nice old style Irish boots in a light brown. She set them beside the folded clothes. She dipped into the trunk again and started pulling out undergarments for the more elaborate dress, her face held distaste, but she set them on top of the dresses. Fishing around, she next came up with her usual jeans and tank top and a t-shirt to add to the rest, she also pulled out a pair of moccasins as well.
That done, she rose up and went to a closet and pulled out a much smaller version of her large trunk. She brought it over and put all the clothes away within. She then set it by the door for tomorrow night. She did leave out the shift dress to wear. She then went back to the trunk and got out a pair of soft cloth shoes to wear with the dress.
She stood there for a moment looking lost now that she was done. It wasn’t long before dawn and she gave a sigh and looked at Alex. “Bed?” She was still slightly hurt over Alex’s blowing off her fears, but the night had been overly full of so many emotions that she was now becoming exhausted and was actually ready to sleep for the day. Plus they were to travel to her origins and she was partially excited, partially scared to see Ireland again.
Alex was a bit taken aback by the reaction to his jibe on him going away. "I'm sorry, Rebeckah. I'm not going away. Maybe you should take the time to get to know me and find out I'm not leaving. Your fears are my accusation. I'm not guilty. I'm not leaving you. If someone bests me, they best me. But I will fight to the bitter end for you. You cling to your fear like that, you make it come true, Rebeckah. You will be the one leaving me though. Just like Sophia, clinging to trouble. Letting fear decide the path. She died because she was afraid she wouldn't get a chance to kill the last of Serpham's kin a second time and I lost her. If you just fear losing me and push me away, you will overcome me. I can't force myself on you, Rebeckah. It's a relationship with love. It flows two ways. I'm sorry I'm not bullet proof. I'm not going to hold back defending you because of it though. Most of the vampires more powerful than me are very reasonable. You are going to find out Mother Earth brings your fears to you so you can figure out they all get defeated. Remember giving up on killing Nicholai? Was that wise? Would we be here now if Mantha didn't veto you? I wish I could promise you a worry free future, but I can't. I just got a lot of curve balls thrown at me. There is always something. You are going to find out a key element of love is trust. You are going to find out if you don't trust me to do all in my power to stay by your side, you devalue me to you. Remember when I let the slavers take me away with Sophia? You have that and much, much more now."
"Yeah, I think I'm ready for bed." Going to bed angry was one of most dangerous things to ever do, but as vampires they were very stuck to the schedule of the sun. "I do love you. I will fight the Nicholai's that come for you with or without your help. Your anger will decide, not my love. My love for you will be there."
Becka listened to Alex while she climbed into the coffin. She mulled over his words while waiting for him. Once he was settled, she ducks under his arm and lays her head on his shoulder. “Agathon, I am sorry. I have lived so long with fear, I don’t know how else to live. I am not angry, just hurt. I’ll get over it like I’ve gotten over hurts in the past. Pain is nothing new to me in any shape, manner, or form. I have long ago learned to live with pain because I choose to live among Humans as a part of their world. I fear many things Agathon, it is something I cannot help. Fear was part of my Creation, along with pain and humiliation.”
She rolls over, her head still rests on his shoulder, and his arm now crosses down her chest to his hand resting on her hip. She lays an arm over his and tucks her hand up under his shoulder. “I may or I may not ever learn to fully overcome fear. I guess only time will tell. Sleep well, Agathon, until tonight.” She waits quietly for the echo of her first death to steal over her for the day. Her thoughts and emotions stilled, nothing can even be felt through their link as she prepares for the Vampiric sleep.
Alex nodded. They would get through the challenge. When things pressed she would see his resolve to help allay her fears. He settled in next to her. "We'll work through it, Rebeckah. I love you and we'll make it." Alex fell into his sleep as well.
Steve flew the plane down during the day. Alex was talking crazy things on the phone and he wanted to see just what was wrong with Alex. He flew in and grabbed a large silver pickup truck for the coffin from a rental car agency. He arrived at the Bucket of Blood about fifteen minutes prior to sunset. He went in to see who the humans were. Vampires made him nervous. He could trust Alex, but this was the first time he had been mixed up with other vampires. He knew he was potential food, and Alex had been pretty isolated until now.
He was a short man at five foot nine inches with brown hair and blue eyes. Alex hired him when he got out of the Air Force flying cargo planes. Alex paid well and didn't work him a lot, so it let him spend a lot of time with his wife and kids. He only had to fly Alex for international flights and AVAMP made that easy enough. Public transportation was simply not a good option for Alex and the company made hiring a personal pilot the easier option.
The McLaren in the parking lot was a dead giveaway that Alex was at the Bucket of Blood. Steve walked up introducing himself. He had been to the Bucket of Blood before, because he always checked out night life on his trips. "Hello, I'm Steve Trillian. I'm Alex's pilot. Are the newlyweds here? I have to fly them to Ireland." He remembered Becka. Her blue eyes were impossible to forget. Steve had only forgotten her name and he didn't know she was actually a vampire. Steve didn't ask that sort of thing. Since discovering vampires were real, he learned to keep his distance from strangers. His wife certainly appreciated that. Steve had been a bit of a playboy prior to Alex and settling down to marriage. Steve was a little nervous without Alex for cover yet. Alex would be a welcomed and calming sight for him, but he knew that couldn't happen before sunset.
Three people were inside the bar when the stranger walked in. Two, a male and a female were behind the bar cleaning and stocking, preparing for the night, while a second female sat at the bar on the customer side talking to them. The two look up at him, while the female turns around. Her hair is almost a white blonde, her skin a light tan of one who spends some time out-of-doors, and her eyes are blue. Not the vivid blue of Becka’s but a pale icy blue. She is about to speak when Steve speaks first. Instead she gives a throaty chuckle when he finishes. “Ah, so you are our ride. They are still here and haven’t risen yet, soon though I think. Unless my sense of time is suddenly way off. I’m Litha, this here is Jimmy and Sarah. Make yourself comfortable, I’ll go check on them.”
She hops off the bar stool to show she stands about five foot seven inches and starts to head for the basements. She pauses to look at Jimmy. “I meant what I said Jimmy. Don’t break Little Cousin’s rules while she is gone, or she will skin you when she returns. If it is true and meant to be, it will survive the wait. I will talk to her while we are gone.” With that she finally disappears through a door.
Sarah gives Jimmy a side long sympathetic look, and then leaves behind the bar to wipe down tables. Jimmy looks glum, but smiles all the same at Steve. “Can I get you anything while you wait? Becka keeps more than alcohol on stock.”
Litha padded quietly down the hallway to Becka’s rooms. She’d already been down once. She’d seen the trunk and looked inside, to find there was plenty of room for the clothes she’d brought for the couple. She didn’t think Becka would pack much and she’d been right and grabbed a few things for her and Alex. She’d already also moved the trunk upstairs to wait by the door for departure. She leaned against the wall and waited.
Becka gave a slow stretch as she came back to life and herself. She freezes feeling someone with her in her coffin. It takes a moment for everything to come rushing back into her waking mind, She smiles and rolls over to look at Alex, her husband. It was still a weird thought. She’d never expected to find someone who’d want her for a mate, and now here he was. She drank in the sight of his beautiful sleeping self. It was going to be a long time before she got truly used to the idea that he was her husband. A brief shadow crossed her face. If only she’d met him 467 years ago, but then considering his age, he’d still have been a Vampire.
She gives a soft sigh and waits for the sun to finish setting. She’d worked long and hard to wake before the sun set. She never left her coffin until it did set, but this way she was already awake and didn’t need to waste the first few moments of night on the process. She grew sad while she lay there, thinking that now she’d finally found a husband, she was unable to give him offspring. Suddenly she gives a snort. The upcoming return to her origins must be throwing her back into old thinking patterns. She gives a small shake of her head and a small laugh. When she could have kids, she’d been content that she’d never have them; now that she couldn’t reproduce she was longing to have one. How ironic life could be.
She felt herself suddenly and ravenously hungry. This startled her since she’d fed but a couple days ago. Now she was growing impatient for the sun to set. She was slightly worried over her sudden hunger. Not to mention she’d have to feed before they could leave now, delaying them a bit. She snuggled close to Alex waiting; it was all she could do anyway.
“Good to meet you Litha. You too Sarah and Jimmy," Steve replied to her introduction. He almost had to chuckle to himself. Here was a beautiful blond almost as tall as him slated for the same plane ride. Alex was a kind of lady's man Steve always wished he could be, and now he had supposedly put an end to that by getting married. Of course, if the report was true and Alex wasn't completely insane, he had at least picked a very good pick in Steve's opinion.
Steve thought about the offer from Jimmy. A beer couldn't hurt anything and it might calm his nerves some. "Do you have a bottle of Blue Moon? I'm feeling a little off and could use the break." As it turned out, Steve could have gotten plastered and things still would have worked out simply because Alex had bothered learning how to fly the jet. Steve was really only required to deal with flying when the sun broke the horizon. It was quite impossible for Alex to fly the plane with sunlight approaching and Steve always took the controls within half an hour of the sun's approach to the horizon.
The conversation seemed strange to Steve, but he realized that Jimmy must been put in charge of the bar with Alex having married the ridiculously sexy raven haired bartender with blue eyes no man could forget.
Alex was definitely in the habit of waking up exactly at sunset. Just as the last ray of sun was no longer able to peak over the horizon his eyes opened in a very relaxed way as if they were opening from blinking rather than a deep sleep. He instinctively lifted his left arm to unlock his coffin and broke into a humorous smile realizing he wasn't in his coffin. Becka's snuggled was a key clue to the situation, but his habit was thousands of years old.
"Good evening, my love. Looking forward to getting on our honeymoon?"
It was odd being actually married. Alex had resigned himself to never actually being married. Even with Sophia, they were never really married, though it had had the feel of being married to him. Of course, with Sophia, there was the urgent need to deal with Serpham and his wife. Luckily, the call Becka and he had came from the Earth herself. It wasn't a need to escape slavery or a burning agenda of revenge. It was too bad they didn't have the causal carefree honeymoon many couples could afford themselves.
Something odd was happening in his body. There was an unmistakable hungry feeling that was very human. It was very slight. There wasn't an urgent need to fill it, but it was a hunger for meat and not blood. A perplexed expression crossed his face.
"I seem to be hungry for a few bites of meat. That's...unexplainable." He cuddled Becka back with his leg over hers and hugged her with his arm before giving her a kiss. "I do love you so, Rebeckah. Waking up loving you is the best wake up ever." His eyes focused on hers. While he could not see the amazing blue with the absence of light, he could see the iris patterns that were intensely embedded in his memory.
Jimmy nodded and got Steve a Blue Moon. “Here you go. Becka’s probably up by now, though she won’t rise from her coffin until the sun sets.” Jimmy goes back to sorting the things behind the bar.
Becka tilted her head up towards Alex’s voice. “I am, but….” She trails off as her hunger hits hard now that the sun has set. “I think I am going to have to feed before we leave. I feel starved almost.” She jerked slightly at Alex’s proclamation of wanting actual food. She forgets the perplexity though when Alex cuddles her. “Mmmm, I love you as well Agathon.” She gives him a playful nip on his shoulder.
“Ahhem.” A loud clearing of the throat can be heard outside the coffin. “Come on ya two love birds. Our ride is here.” A muttered “damn” could be heard from Becka as she lifts an arm to open the coffin. She quickly climbs out and looks around for her clothes she set out. Litha grins at her as she gets dressed. She then turns her eyes on Alex and gives a low whistle. “Nice. Lucky Bitch.”
Becka laughs and grins at her friend. “Aye, that I am. Eat your heart out, he’s mine.”
Litha grins at her. “Mmm, but you tend to share darling Cousin.”
Becka grows thoughtful while she dresses. “Hmm, yes usually, but I dunno about this time. He’s awful special after all. I just dunno.” Suddenly Becka doubles up. “Ugh, I have got to go feed though. I am sorry Alex. This isn’t going to wait I’m afraid. Which airport? I’ll meet you there.”
Litha looks at Becka with worry. She knows the habits of her Cousin well, and knows she has eaten recently, something she’d do before going to a Gather anyway. Like Lycans, Vampires didn’t tend to get sick or catch strange Human diseases. But Becka shouldn’t be hungry so soon, should she? She looks to Alex questionly.
Steve drank the beer at a very good steady pace. The taste was enough to help him anticipate the relaxation brought on by the alcohol. "Thanks, Jimmy." He put a ten on the bar, not sure what the beer prices were.
Becka being starved sounded very strange to him. Concern covered his face almost instantly. It wasn't like there was a vampire doctor to go to. They had just eaten and eaten deeply at that not two days ago. He almost said something, but didn't want to escalate things since the trauma he just caused before they went to sleep. He let it pass with the warm feeling of Becka's nip on his shoulder.
Alex gave a groan to Becka's proclamation. He had anticipated being dressed when Litha saw him, not naked in Becka's coffin. Knowing that she was interested in sex with him and that Becka had expected it to happen in some ways made Alex feel a bit disarmed at this point despite having pretty much seen Litha completely naked in the Woman's Dance.
Alex didn't much like Litha's choice to a term of endearment for Becka, but he decided to let it go. He started slipping into one of his black silk outfits though. He didn't want to get to Ireland looking like he was looking for alternative sex to the humans. Borders could be tricky and deserved light touches for crossing.
Alex got hopeful that Becka had changed her mind and decided to take the pressure off him but then had a weird sense she was just kidding Litha followed by that returning concern about her hunger. Something just wasn't right. The only thing he could think of was the trauma he caused her with his vision. Had the mental strain been so intense it required early feeding? Was that even possible?
"Um, Rebeckah, it's San Francisco International across the bay, but you can't use the main terminal. We have a special hangar. Maybe I should come with you and we just meet Steve and Litha at the airport." Alex liked the larger airports because they had good security and a lot of traffic to make his traffic not very noticeable. Separating from Becka seemed a very bad idea at this point. They could take the McLauren while Litha and Steve took the coffin and trunk. Litha would probably be able to carry the coffin anyway. Werewolves seemed pretty powerful. They could always just wait. He hated Max wouldn't get to drive the McLauren at all. Maybe on the return trip they could make it up to him.
"You and I can take the McLauren while Litha and Steve run ahead to the airport and get the plane prepped." Alex could only shrug at Litha's look. Something wasn't right. Becka's hunger just didn't make sense to him.
Jimmy waved away the money. “We aren’t open. It’s on the house.” He frowned slightly. “Becka should be here by now.” He looked over as three Vampires did enter from down below. None of them were Becka and Alex, instead it was Max, Terrance, and Vessa. His eyes lit up briefly at Vessa’s arrival, only to dim as he remembered both Litha and Becka’s stance on the Vampire. She looked at him as well, but caught the sudden backing off and went to help Sarah instead.
Terrance in the meantime walked over and gave Jimmy a pat on the back and nodded at Steve briefly. “It’s really for the best man. What do I need to grab?” Jimmy shrugged at Terrance’s words and then launched into a list of things to bring up from the cellar. Terrance went to fulfill the orders and when he returned, he took a stance at the door. Obviously Max was busy.
Max eyed Jimmy as he’d caught the last that he’d said. He immediately turned and headed back down. He approached Becka’s door, a light knock before entering. He nearly knocked Litha over; fortunately she was quick and agile enough to get out of the way. She shot him a glare but curbed her tongue at the sight of her Uncle’s face. Giving his niece an apologetic pat, he speaks. “Becka?”
Becka straightens up and looks to Alex and then Max with a quiet smile. “I’ll be fine, I’m just hungry. Probably the Gather and Earth Marriage took more out of me than I thought, huh?” She frowns slightly. The Gathers had never affected her thus, but then she’d never been married by Mother Earth either. Finally she shrugs. “If you want to come, fine. But why don’t we have Max drive us, then he can bring the McLaren back here for safe keeping?”
Max studies Becka thoughtfully. Something was different about her, and not just the glow of a happy union. She even smelled different, so did Alex for that matter. He gave a shrug at Becka’s suggestion. “If that is what you need.” He would be happy to drive them as needed, maybe longer with both would help him put his finger on what was different about them. He walks over and lifts Becka’s coffin up to carry topside.
Litha gave a shrug herself. “Fine by me. Gimme time to see just how timid your friend is Alex. But don’t think this changes my thoughts on you in the least.” She gives both Becka and Alex a sly smirk and heads out the door. Back topside she saunters up to Steve. “Slight change of plans, Handsome. Becka’s gotta feed first, so we’re to take the coffin and go to the airport and prep things.”
Max appears by now and shakes his head at Litha. He looks to Steve. “Where do you want this?”
Steve sighed and took back the cash. He figured Alex had the bar pretty much covered with billing anyway. He always seemed to get open bar privileges set up so he didn't have to mess with cash and Steve always seemed to benefit from it. Steve had to admit being a bit jealous of how much money vampires always seemed to have. He knew it was from stocks for Alex. They just had too long to buy into and learn markets.
Steve returned Terrance's nod. He didn't realize he was instinctively not shaking hands with anyone. Odd behaviors came up in people when they touched vampires sometimes and Steve was still a little edgy as he drank his beer.
The arrival of the coffin with Litha and Max told him party time was over and he downed the rest of his beer. Steve was uncomfortable about not getting to see Alex, but shrugged it off. Litha seemed to be hitting on him and that seemed a bit strange in both a good and bad way to him. "Oh, uh..." Steve stammered before Max gave him something he could sink his brain into. Steve had a bit of a blush from Litha's words.
"Oh, hello. My name is Steve. I have a silver pickup with a cargo cover for that. If you would be kind enough to load it up for me. I'm not able to carry that kind of weight." He eyed the coffin. It wasn't one of Alex's. It looked built for a couple and Steve was getting the impression the marriage was very real. He led them out to the parking lot to guide Max to the pickup and open it up for him.
Alex was fine with the change of plans. "That works fine, Rebeckah." He was still puzzled over Becka's hunger and even his own. Were the two related? What had happened at their marriage? His theory of Becka getting an intense mental drain from the vision he shared and the one she shared seemed to not explain what happened to him at all. Max was going to get to drive the McLaren after all. Things seemed to both be working out and not working out at the same time.
Alex moved over to Becka with Max heading out the door with Litha. He hugged her and gave her a tender kiss. "What do you make of me being hungry for meat and you starving all the sudden?" Maybe Becka knew something about the rituals that would explain things. He realized they never talked to Vessa. Maybe something in Ireland would tell them.
Max gave a nod to Steve and followed him out to the truck and loaded the coffin within. Litha, who’d followed the men out, stopped him before he could head back inside. “Keep an eye on her, Uncle. I’m worried. Something’s off.” Max gave her a nod and a pat before heading inside. Litha turned to Steve after that with a sly smile. “So, Handsome, shall we?” She waves towards the truck, then climbs into the passenger side waiting for him.
Max reenters and speaks briefly to Terrance before finding the keys to the McLaren and then going to start the car up. He waits patiently for the couple to emerge. While he waits he mulls over the changes he senses in both Vampires.
Becka smiled as Alex hugged her, and kissed him back. She shrugs though at his question. “The only possibility I can come up with is the Marriage Ritual we underwent from Mother Earth Herself. I’ve never been through one, nor seen one for that matter. But I need to feed, and soon.” She turns away and heads for the first floor of The BoB. When she steps into the bar proper, Terrance points out the door. She gives a nod and heads out the door.
She sees Max behind the wheel of the McLaren. She’s quick to get into the McLaren. She really needs to feed right now, and it was all she could do not to attack Jimmy or Sarah. She waits a bit impatiently for Alex to catch up.
Steve smiled to Litha. "We shall." He climbed into the truck. As he put the keys in the ignition, Steve decided he needed to put the safety lock on himself. "You know, I'm married right?" There was something tempting about Litha he didn't want to have to face and try himself on. He would turn over the engine and take them to the airport without having to face his weakness.
Becka didn't have to wait at all. With Alex being 2000% her age, he had a wide margin of speed on her even with her borderline feral. "Punch it, Max. We need a fast feed. Maybe a drug house or something. A place where if it gets ugly it won't cause a scene." He turned to Becka and hugged her. "Hang in there, Rebeckah. I won't let you go running around feral. If I have to catch someone for you I will. Just hold on." He sent her calming images of waterfalls, beaches, and mountains, all deserted. It was too bad he wasn't driving, but he could at least work on calming Becka from going feral sooner.
Litha gives Steve an odd look. “So? What’s your point?” She’d been teasing him, though he was cute in a Human sort of way. Now he was trying to set boundaries, and that was fine by her. She did leave her reply vague though in case he wasn’t set on those boundaries. She would tumble whichever way he preferred.
Max whipped the McLaren around and took off like a shot. He knew where Becka currently preferred to feed, and fortunately it wasn’t overly far at the moment. He watched the two through the mirror now and again as he drove. He approved of Alex trying to help Becka, showed the man wasn’t as immersed in his age as most would be. The scent of the two was strong in the car, and Max finally got a bead on what was off about the two. They had a living smell about them. That nearly floored him, and he nearly missed pulling over. He brought the McLaren to a sudden stop, just avoiding hitting another car parked in front.
While Becka appreciated Alex’s concern and help, when the McLaren came to a stop, she was out of it like an arrow released from a bow. She quickly disappeared down the alley, need and hunger making her faster than normal. Max shot an arm out stopping Alex. “She prefers to feed alone generally, and you need to know something.” He pauses long enough to see that he has Alex’s attention. “You both have the smell of living about you. What in blazes happened at that Gather?”
Becka found her target, a pimp beating one of his prostitutes for not bringing him enough cash. Normally she’d play at being a new waif in town, but the hunger prevented that. She descended on him quickly and whisked him into a dark corner, leaving the prostitute blinking in shock, uncertain what just happened. Becka is quick to dip her fangs in the guy’s neck and start feeding. He doesn’t even have time to holler out and before to many heartbeats pass, she has drained him dry. Licking the wounds to close them she quickly snaps his neck ending any possibility of him rising to bother her later.
Becka steps out of the dark corner to see the cowering prostitute. She drops a wad of money on her. “He won’t be bothering you anymore. If this is the life you want, go see Bethany at 145 Hoist Lane. She’ll treat you far better, give you a roof over your head, and food, and she won’t take all your money. Tell her The BoB sent you.” With that she walks back to the McLaren leaving the girl to make her own choices. She climbs back in and snuggles into Alex. “I feel better now. Can we go?” Max gives Alex a look. It was up to him what he did with the info and Becka. Though if she didn’t know by the time she returned, Max would tell her himself. He pulls the car away from the curb headed for the airport.
Steve blushed. He didn't know where Litha was going with things. She was probably just bluffing he told himself. "Um, well. You seemed a little into me physically and..." he took a breath. "...well, with me being married I'm not really into getting into emotionally involved things." Why he just said that was beyond him. A poke in his trousers told him why shortly after that. It had been awhile since a woman came onto him and Litha was a more attractive type of woman than most. "Besides, my wife would kill me if she found out I was doing things, so..." He was being stupid and he knew it. He should just say 'no', but instead he was sitting around quibbling with himself.
Alex was actually very cool under fire when the hard breaking came. He held Becka in place and made two very fast and strong plants with his legs to avoid her getting hurt by letting her momentum press into his body. "Careful there, Max. It's a half million dollar car." Though Alex could afford to lose it, it would put a blip on the radar.
Alex normally would have broken a grip on him, but it was Max, so he let it go. He would just play cool and trust Becka. Alex got a confused look on his face at Max's comment and sniffed his hand. His eyes popped wide. "Yes, what did happen?" A million questions collided in his head. Would they lose their powers? Were they turning human? Would the sun still burn them? Would they turn to humans with vampire restrictions only? He didn't feel slower. Becka was moving plenty fast. He could stop from getting hurt in a hard break with fast reflexes. "I...I don't have a clue, Max. Not one single clue. Becka's twin was talking from the spirit world. She told us to go to Ireland. She told us we were married. We were consummating a Woman's Dance." He was drawing a blank. He was just worried about Becka. He didn't like her alone with this new development. "You know, I felt a hunger pang for meat last night and I'm feeling like I want a little tonight. I'm not ravenous or anything like Becka, but I feel it."
"Um, Rebeckah. Notice anything different about how you smell? Max pointed it out to me. I'm actually hungry for a little meat, it's not a big hunger, but it's there. You are simply ravenous, or at least were. I assume you drained a whole person in a sitting?" Alex was pretty much going over the timing of things to guess a complete drain. He was almost certain she only killed one victim though. "We smell like we have human IN us. We don't smell like vampires anymore. I haven't felt any adverse effects other than the slight hunger for meat so far. But we probably need to keep a very close eye on each other. I'm kind of clueless as to what is going on here. You both have memories from here, so if you can remember something, I'm all ears."
Alex explained to Max where the private hangar was for the jet at the airport. He was pretty certain Max knew the airport, but could describe things if Max needed it.
Litha gave an amused snort. “The choice is yours Handsome.” She grinned at his discomfort, but far be it from her to push anyone into something they truly didn’t want. If Steve chose to be faithful, then she would respect that choice. If he didn’t then she’d be up for the fun. In the meantime, she’d see just how much he wanted to stay faithful when they got to the hanger. There’d be plenty of opportunities to touch ‘inadvertently’.
Becka looked at Alex puzzled when he started talking what sounded like nonsense. She gave a slight sniff and realized what Alex was talking wasn’t nonsense after all. She frowned a bit as she thought, and absently nodded. “Yeah, just drained one, left the prostitute with her money and a thought as to where to go for better treatment.” She pondered things as Max drove staring sightlessly out the car window into the night.
Turning to Alex finally, she shrugs. “I have no idea. I’ve never heard of this, but then the Gathers are Native and Lycan in origin. As I’ve said, I’ve never seen or experienced an Earth Marriage before.” She shakes her head frustrated. “I’d ask Narkel and Dancing Water, but we just don’t have the time.” She looks to Max who gives her a nod before she can even speak.
“I will ask them Becka, but I doubt they will know much themselves. I will send an email soon as I have an answer.”
Becka nods and settles back. Her thoughts are still trying to puzzle the problem, but there are just not enough pieces. She did feel a lot better with the feeding though. She hoped it wasn’t something she’d be doing every night. If that was the case, their task just got more difficult. Feeding every night could become a serious problem as well with where they were going. Her home parish was tiny to begin with; she seriously doubted it had grown much in 400+ years. An unexplained death every night would be hard to explain away.
Steve gulped. She really was interested in something. This was not good. He wanted to resist. Shela put so much trust in him. She had taken a terrible chance marrying him with his past. Litha was just throwing out an invitation to him that seemed too good to be true. "I'm not good with choices like that. I, uh.." Why he was so on the edge of this was bothering him. "Shela just would not approve if she knew."
The plane that was waiting for them past the security guard at the hangar was a work of art. The sleek gloss black Cessna Citation X could cross the U.S. in four hours. There was a special place to hold the coffin in the passenger cabin, so only four could seat in it, but Alex rarely had a large contingent with him. It was a plane built for speed more than anything, and that's what Alex liked. Unless Litha could lift the coffin, they would have to wait for Alex to arrive, but they could be underway in no time. The computer consoles had internet access and full library access to various books. Alex didn't take much stock in movies, but books were an old favorite of his.
Alex wondered if the age difference was what caused the issue. "You know, Rebeckah, maybe the marriage somehow needed energy and somehow my age prevented me needing as much energy as you. Maybe it's just some built in mechanism that takes it out on you the younger you are. It just doesn't make sense, though. It's the only difference I know of us between our sex..." Did sex matter for hunger? Men always needed more food than women when it came to sex differences. This was all backwards though. There was one time women needed more food than men. "You couldn't be pregnant though. That's the only time women need more food. We are vampires...except we don't smell like them anymore." What had happened? Some really small corner of Alex's mind seemed to fire a faint glimmer of hope. It was too good to be true though. That would be way too wonderful. It just was far more than he could ever ask. A nervous smile glimmered on Alex's face. "Yeah, I think that would be just..." Alex's expression went to a dream like expression. "...just too good to be true, really." His brown eyes focused on Becka's icy blue that seemed to glow. He loved her so much. Was he just creating a false hope for her? How would she feel about it? Why was he being so illogical? Alex wondered what prophecies Hepitut hid in his tomb. Was Becka drawn on a wall in there? Alex had never been allowed in. Maybe the Earth would have some answers in Ireland after all. "I do love you so, Rebeckah."
Litha rolled her eyes at Steve. She then made an exaggerated show of looking for this Shela. “Funny, I see no one here but us Handsome.” She gives him a wink then hops out of the truck and heads to the back. As she drags the coffin out she asks. “So where does this go anyway?”
Becka sort of heard Alex’s ramblings while her mind worked over the new issues they seemed to have. Her head snapped around and she stared at Alex when he mentioned that she couldn’t possibility be pregnant. She studied his face as he went all dreamy, a guilt washed over her that she was now a Vampire and unable to produce offspring for him. She looked away from his gaze and flinched slightly at his words.
She went back to staring out the window without a word. Her mind was traveling to past memories, something Dancing Water had once said. You must learn to understand your body, Child. Just because you are a Vampire doesn’t mean you can’t tune into it. Learn how it works. Doing so can help you heal faster, curb your hunger longer, keep it in tune with everything around you, and in balance with yourself. She’d never gotten really past the ‘curb your hunger’ part, why she didn’t usually need to feed often like other Vampires. She wondered, the lessons popped into her head as if Dancing Water was there telling her what to do.
Becka shifted until she was sitting cross legged on the seat and closed her eyes. Taking deep even breaths she slowly emptied her mind of everything, even Alex. It flitted across her mind why she didn’t like the exercise, it reminded her too much of the Echoing Death when she had to sleep. She suddenly latched on to that. Ruthlessly pushing everything out, she entered a state very similar to her going to sleep.
Suddenly, in her mind’s eye, she saw her body and how it worked. She explored it fully and completely. She noted everything; Dancing Water would be proud as she sorted out just how she could heal herself now if the need arose. She also found and tuned herself more so to the Land around her. She’d always had an affinity for the area, but now she saw herself as truly a part of it.
As she searched for the answer to her sudden hunger, she stumbled on something that shocked her right out of the trance she was in. Her eyes snapped open, wide in shock and she gasped. Slowly she turned to Alex with the wide eyed stare. She tried to speak, even opened her mouth, but no sound came out, she was just too stunned.
Max listened to everything coming from the back seat. Alex’s rambles on pregnancy caught his attention and he glanced back in the mirror. Becka’s reaction hurt, but he knew she had to sort things for herself. Those two were going to have to find a happy medium that worked for them. With frequent glances he saw Becka try the meditation and her sudden reaction to something she had to have found. Putting two and two together, Max had a gut feeling Becka had indeed found herself pregnant. He went back to watching the road, thoughtful on what this could mean for the race as a whole, and Becka and Alex in particular. Prophesies were starting to fall into place. Life just got more interesting.
The ride had been awkward silence for the most part. Steve was too busy internally grappling with his inner temptation. Her final comment sent a surge of desire through him. As he got out and saw her handle the coffin so easily, he realized she was a vampire or Lycan, though. That kind of made up his mind internally. Being potential food was not a big sexual turn on him for him at all. "I'll drop the ramp. Alex had this one custom built. A ramp lets him load it straight into the back of the passenger cabin."
Steve ran over to the bottom of the plane and dropped the maroon carpeted ramp underneath the plane. "Just bring it up and I'll close the ramp after you have it inside." It was kind of embarrassing having a woman move the coffin for him, but that was the price of being human. He entered the plane and moved up to the cockpit to start getting things ready after opening the side door and letting down the steps for regular entry.
Alex hated causing Becka guilt over dreams that could never come to pass. It wasn't like he was fertile either. Their love was more than a wonderful blessing and their marriage was more than he would have ever hoped for in and of itself. Her thoughts of Dancing Water caused him to withdraw from her mentally a bit. He was disrupting her too much and that was not a good thing.
Becka's shift to meditation was very impressive. She was better at it than Alex, and it was a little embarrassing to him. While he was very good at mental discipline, he just never got a taste for emptying his mind completely. It was too much like the vampire sleep and that made it hard for him to stomach in the end. His brown eyes just watched her meditate.
When her eyes popped open with the shock that preceded it, Alex almost jumped. She had obviously discovered something. Her voiceless expression gave Alex worry. What had she found? Was it something bad? Patience seemed the better part of valor at this point. Somehow his influence was more disruptive than anything so he waited expectantly for Becka to explain her discovery. Her shock wasn't surprising. All of their changes were shocking enough. Certainly the cause of it was going to be a shock. He just hoped it wasn't bad news.
Litha noticed the change in Steve and sighed quietly. She was quick to place the coffin inside as Steve directed. She then went and grabbed Becka’s trunk and her sea bag. She then went then to wait for the steps to be lowered so she could stow the stuff inside.
Becka finally got herself under control. She looked at Alex a bit uncertainly. Finally she takes a deep breath. “Alex… It seems…” She pauses and frowns momentarily, her memories flash back to their joining after the Woman’s Dance. Her eyes widen once more. “The Fertility Knot…” She looks at Alex and blurts. “I am pregnant.” Spoken out loud, it sounded strange to her.
Max jerked as Becka’s words confirmed his deductions, the jerk cause the McLaren to swerve slightly. He quickly righted the car and turned into the airport headed to the private strip. He was going to have to re-establish contacts now. He’d been off the grid for so long; he wasn’t sure who’d still be around. Ah well, vacation time was now over.
"Over here, Litha." Steve wanted to keep the schedule moving. There was going to be a fair amount of daylight flying on the trip since they were flying east instead of west. The stop in Oklahoma City wasn't very fun either, but Alex needed something from his house and that was just going to be another delay. He was now also feeling kind of bad about leaving Litha high and dry. She was an attraction to him and because of his fear; he was able to draw a line. It was something not quite right in his mind.
Alex had thought about pregnancy and was wondering if he somehow tainted things. It just was too good to be true in his mind. Somehow she had sensed it in her own body though. That was pretty strong proof. He was smiling a big bright smile, but almost was afraid to jinx things by speaking. Alex gave Rebeckah a big hug and kiss. "I can't believe how lucky you have made me. I love you, Rebeckah. This is just too good to be true and yet here it is."
Max's jink caught a short moment of Alex's attention span but fell off the screen in light of the really good news. He was annoyed at Max's sloppy driving with Becka expecting but his mind was busy trying to process much bigger picture items. His relationship with Becka just changed dramatically. They were now facing the prospect of parenthood. Alex had a lot of reading to do on parenting. It was a subject he didn't much consider but suddenly exploded in his mind as a vitally important subject. What the children were was something entirely unknown. Maybe they were human and fragile. Fear gripped him over the driving suddenly again. "Max, please drive more carefully."
The sheer importance of the event struck Alex. Was Becka an anomaly? Was he part of the anomaly or could any vampire have drawn a fertility knot on any other vampire and had it happen? Why and how? Who knew what about any of it? It wasn't like they could go to a scientist and find out. There was simply no field on vampire fertility. "Rebeckah, you just became extremely important to the universe." Alex had put her life over his before and it just went up by a factor of a million. The evil of the world was really going to want Rebeckah dead. "I'm not sure who all to tell and who all not to tell really. I'm sure there are very bad things that would want to know and do stuff about this."
A pregnant vampire was an event of itself and here he was married to her and the father of the children, though he thought there was only a child. Was the child going to be fertile, human, mortal? Who would the child mate with? What kind of life would it lead? "Rebeckah, there are more questions here than I can fathom." Alex was just going to have to use faith.
Litha went where Steve directed. Figuring this was where stuff was stored; she dropped both items off and then followed Steve’s voice to find him. “Is there something I can do to help speed things up? It won’t take Becka long to feed.” Her whole attitude had changed. She didn’t tease, and there was no smile in her eyes anymore. Her voice wasn’t cold just brisk. Steve had made his decision, and out of respect for it she dropped her playful manner. Everything just took on the feel of a business deal.
Becka relaxed visibly as Alex took the news with joy. She gave a soft laugh at his words and actions while returning the hug and kiss. Snuggling into his embrace she gave a quiet sigh. “I’m not sure what to make of it really. I never expected to have a child, ever. And now… Now, it seems I will be one after all.”
Her eyes darted to Max when the car jerked, and she gave a slight frown. “Max?” She pulled back from Alex slightly though when he scolded Max, the slightest of frowns marring her features. She watched him think and when he spoke she blinked, his words giving her slight pause. Before she could answer though, Max’s voice drifted from the front. There was something different about his whole manner suddenly that made Becka’s head swivel to stare at him as if he’d become some stranger.
“Tell no one, except Litha. She will become protective of Becka which can only help you while overseas.” Becka’s eyes rolled at this. “And she will keep her mouth shut, knowing the consequences. As I said earlier, I will speak to Narkel and Dancing Water. They may have some sort of insight into how this could have happened. Becka do you have your cell?” His gaze flicked to the mirror so he caught Becka’s nod. “Good, I will email you what I find. You can access it through your cell at least. Though if I know Litha, she’s got her laptop packed somewhere in that sea bag of hers.”
The McLaren came to a stop with the hanger in sight but still a ways off. Max threw the car in park and turned to look at both of them. “I told you Rebeckah was the most important possession our race had.” He looked Becka in the eyes. “I know you expect me to watch over The BoB, but I may have to do some traveling of my own here shortly. I will leave Sarah in charge to balance out Terrance. She’s stronger than Jimmy right now and won’t be easily pushed over. Plus she’s not in awe of our race.”
He paused a moment gathering his thoughts. He never really told Becka the other night his complete reason for staying long after he came back to himself. “Rebeckah there are many things and factors that led up to our paths crossing and are some of the reasons I continued on at The BoB. Unfortunately, we do not have the time to go into them right now. Suffice it to say it wasn’t purely chance that we met as we did. Yes, the Old Ones and One Far Older Than Them made me feral. I allowed my capture and the feral process, praying to whatever Gods that have taken Vampires on as their Special Needs Children would lead me to someone like you to bring me out of it. People do know I am in San Francisco, but neither where in this huge town or actually if I survived the ordeal, finding such as you.”
He looks to Alex briefly. “Those who are interested in my survival and whereabouts don’t even know what name I am currently using.” His eyes flick back to Becka. “I am Narkel’s actual brother, and Litha really is my niece. And my real name is Mahkal. Should you find yourself in a bind overseas look for this symbol.” He pulls down the collar of the turtle neck that he always wore to reveal a mark that looked like an eye with flames and spikes. “People with this mark will help you when you give them my name. But use it only if you have to, the fewer people who know exactly who you are the better for the time being.” He turns back around and starts driving again. “Remember Rebeckah, those blue orbs of yours are unforgettable. You will be marked by them and easily identified because of them.”
Becka sat wide eyed and too stunned to do much else during Max’s talking. Once he got the car up and moving again she still sat there. Her mind was working on processing all she’d just learned, and she wasn’t entirely sure if she should be mad or flattered or just plain stymied. She finally turned her owlish gaze on Alex, clearly wanting to know what he thought about all the sudden changes in Max.
Steve was a bit puzzled Litha didn't take the coffin up the ramp he opened. He guessed it was payback for being interested and then not interested. "Litha, I'm sorry. Lycans and vampires scare me. I know you are one of them because the coffin is so easy for you to carry. It is just weird being lower on the food chain. It's not very fair of me. Maybe I should broaden my horizons and take a chance." Steve didn't like the situation he had created and he didn't like how it seemed unfair to Litha. It seemed like it was just time to face up to it and see what Litha had to say about him.
Alex was paying special heed to Max and memorizing everything carefully. There was someone potentially more powerful than him behind Max's imprisonment in a feral state. He could tell that. It sounded like that vampire was a potential enemy that could do them all in.
"The airplane has internet access as well. It uses a satellite link." Becka's gaze toward him earned her a kiss. "This is bigger than me, Rebeckah. I simply don't know until more comes our way." It had been a long time since Alex had been in a position of such helplessness. The fact that Becka was in the middle of it was what really bothered him. "I'm glad you are a friend, Max. I just hope we can deal with your enemies properly." Maybe it did take hiding, but for now, Alex was interested in following the call to Ireland and finding out what this wonderful thing that happened to Becka was about. At least they had a plane trip to digest things. The only thing in their favor was that they knew Becka was important in ways no one else did.
Litha held up a hand. “Stop. Yes, I am a Lycan, but ya know, we don’t go around devouring Humans. No offense but y’all tastes bad, like tainted meat. At least you used to way back, and I can’t imagine with all the added chemicals in the foods you eat now-a-days you’ve gotten any better. You are married and wish to honor that vow, which is fine and commendable. I was just seeing how strong you were committed to them that is all.” She heads back out to get the coffin now that the personal stuff is put up and soon has it loaded up and ready to go.
Max shook his head. “They aren’t just my enemies Alex. They are our race’s enemies. They want things as they once were long ago when we first came into existence. They are few granted, at least we think so, but their determination and subtle ways could still bring us back into time. Look how long they’ve managed to manipulate the west coast until someone came along and took notice. Someone other than those of us trying to figure out how to stop them. Most of the Elders of our race have become too distant to involve themselves in things anymore. They are just as bad in their own way as those trying to bring us back to the past.” He looks in the mirror at Becka. “All of us need to take lessons from our Blue Eyed One there.” He pulled up beside the hanger.
Becka gave Alex a nod. She felt pretty much the same herself. Becka listened to Max as he spoke again and then just shook her head at his words of learning from her. She was simple and nothing overly special, well she was kind of now being pregnant, but that was all. When the car came to a stop at the hanger she looked to Alex. “Perhaps we should go and make sure Litha hasn’t mauled your friend. Not that she’d eat him or anything, but she can be a bit … well a bit of a bitch in heat around males at times.” Max gave a chuckle at Becka’s apt description.
Steve really felt guilty at that point. He had failed in both temptation and bigotry. It was a tough thing to have done. He had plenty of food for thought during the plane ride. Steve followed Litha to the ramp, thanked her for putting the cargo in the cabin, and then closed the ramp back up. "Well, we just need the newlyweds now." He had a feeling Alex would have handled the situation he failed so miserably in better. It was no wonder humans were not further up the food chain. Lycans and vampires both seemed to have superior codes to live by. He escorted Litha back to the cabin entrance and headed into the cockpit from behind her to prep the plane for startup and departure.
Alex was a little worried at hearing the movement’s origins that were creating this mess. It sounded older than him and could potentially be older than even Hepitut. Hopefully they had some kind of turn over. Sophia and Alex had hunted vampires much older than them because they were able to team up and take them on one at a time. If there were a league of vampires all older than Alex, they were in big trouble to get rid of the problem. This was the makings for another war and it sounded like the dark army would not suffer from the youth Vlad's army had.
Alex gave Becka a kiss and acknowledged her. "You bet, my love. I just hope Steve hasn't fallen into his old ways and tried to take advantage of her to get himself eaten." He got out and moved around to let Becka out of the McLaren. He gave Max a parting wink and smile. "Thank you, Max. Please try not to kill the car." Alex's humor was not the best, but he hated not to use humor at all. If you couldn't laugh at yourself, you were doomed at his age.
Alex took Becka by the waist and could not resist touching her tummy with the tips of his fingers before walking to the entrance of the cabin. The loading ramp was up with gave Alex a clue the coffin was already secured. Letting Becka up the steps to the cabin first, he followed closely behind to introduce her to Steve. He gave Steve a smile and wave as Steve looked over his shoulder from the pilot's seat. "Good to see you were able to decipher my instructions, Steve. This is my mate, Rebeckah. Rebecka, this is Steve, my personal pilot." Steve nodded and smiled. "Good to meet you Rebeckah." His eyes looked directly at Alex. "So, you really did marry her?" Alex nodded with a smile and kissed Becka's neck.
Litha gave a nod at Steve, and then seeing he didn’t really need her in the way, went back to the passenger area and dug through her sea bag for her laptop. She settled in and found a net connection. There were some emails and other things she needed to do anyway. And Steve had his own things to do, not to mention made it quite clear he wasn’t interested in much from her.
Becka gave a snort. “More like he wouldn’t have the opportunity if Litha’s truly interested.” She climbed out of the car after Alex opened the door. Max gave a nod to Alex and waited for them to clear out so he could head off to his own errands. “Stay safe, Max. And thank you.” Max nodded to her as well and then watched them walk to the plane and enter before actually leaving.
Becka let Alex lead her on the plane until they came to the cock pit. She studied Steve as Alex introduced them. “Please, call me Becka.” She remained quiet for a bit longer, smiling when Alex kissed her neck. “Excuse me, both of you.” She wriggled around and past Alex and wandered the plane until she found Litha busy on her laptop. “Well, looks like Steve’s in one piece still. Is he not interesting enough?”
Litha looked up at Becka’s words and snapped the laptop off without looking down. A slight scowl crossed her features. “No, he’s a misguided idiot.” She set the laptop aside and rose to hug her friend. “How you feeling?” Pulling back to arm’s length she studied her a bit. “You look better.”
Becka nodded. “I was just hungry was all.” Litha raised her brows but didn’t reply back. “When Alex gets here, we have something to share.” Now Litha was really curious, but she knew if Becka wanted to wait, then Becka would wait and no amount of wheedling would get the info out of her. She gave a nod and sat back down, she watched Becka move to sit close by as well. Neither said anything as both were lost in their own contemplations while they waited on Alex.
Steve started powering up the aircraft while Alex drew in the stairs and sealed the door. "She is just too amazing, Steve. She is the only woman a man could ever need." Steve shook his head. "I guess the days of playboy are over now. Isn't a marriage a bit long for you though, Alex?" Alex laughed, "Did you see, Rebeckah? How can you have too much time with her?" Steve just laughed and called in for a place in the takeoff line. "Are you helping me with the takeoff?" Alex shook his head. "I'm going to make sure the ladies are comfortable and that you behaved yourself while I was away." Steve sighed as Alex closed the cockpit door and moved to the cabin.
Alex came over with a smile and sat next to Becka very close. He hugged her and gave her another kiss. "Hi, Litha. Did my pilot behave and did Rebeckah give you our good news?" He gave Litha a glance but had trouble keeping his brown eyes off her blues. They might be beset with danger, but at least they had a small break in the air and Alex wanted this vital time to share simply feeling happy with Becka for their child. The tough stuff could be addressed later.
One thing that did bother him a little was the situation with Litha. What if he was fertile still? What would happen if he impregnated Litha? It made the situation odd and uneasy. Maybe Becka would change her mind and slow Litha down from wanting a sexual encounter with him. Maybe she would get spooked by pregnancy and solve the problem for both of them. It was hard to say. He would just let the news do whatever magic it had to do.
Steve would guide the plane out and get it airborne in fifteen minutes. He could get it to OKC in two hours easily. It was good seeing Alex happy. He just wished he had been a better person around Litha.
Litha gave Alex an unreadable look but nodded. “He was a perfect gentleman.” Becka raised brows at this, but held her tongue. Litha had called him a misguided idiot which ment he’d taken some offense to her Lycanthropy. But to give Litha credit, she rarely held a grudge over something so trivial. “And no, she wanted to wait for you. So, what news and why so happy?” She studied the two Vampires and could tell they were about ecstatic over something.
Becka looked at Alex, love in her eyes as well as joy, she then turned to Litha. “It seems I’m pregnant." She grinned at her friend with obvious happiness.
Litha literally looked like someone had just pole axed her. If she hadn’t been sitting already she might very well have fell over, as it was she looked like she was having trouble digesting the news. Finally she plastered a smile on her face. “I’m happy for you both.” She gave Becka a hug, then sat back. “I’ll leave you two time alone to enjoy.” She grabbed her laptop and headed to the cock pit, the only other place there was a seat and way she could actually leave them alone, unless she wanted to spend the trip in the bathroom.
She entered the cock pit with a slight scowl on her face. She really didn’t want to be near Steve right now, but there wasn’t all that much choice. She plopped into the copilot seat without a word to him and opened her laptop and started an email to Narkel. Becka’s condition was serious for many all the way around. While happy for her friend, she knew the pregnancy was the beginning of the end of many things, and many people were not going to be happy with the change.
Becka frowned at Litha’s reactions and abrupt departure. It wasn’t exactly the reaction she’d thought they’d get at their news. She sighed and shrugged at Alex, and then she cuddled into him. Alone time was fine with her; she was starting to feel like she wasn’t getting enough of it with him anyway. Her hand rubbed along his chest. The two were up in the cock pit, one flying and the other not about to return anytime soon. Maybe they could continue what they’d almost started upon waking. Course she’d be just as happy to cuddle with him as well.
Steve eyed Litha's entrance nervously. Her laptop wasn't exactly a welcome sight in the cockpit. "Um, could we wait until we are in the air? If the other pilots call in a laptop sighting in our cockpit, it's going to take Alex to get us out of that jam. It doesn't really hurt anything despite what the airlines tell you, but the federal controller isn't going to care. They like their rules." It was nerve racking for him to say the least. She didn't look happy and he was guilty of at least part of it he was sure.
Alex had a slight look of concern on his face despite the smile from how he felt about Becka. "She is less than thrilled. You don't think she'll spam the news to someone against Max's recommendation do you?" Becka's eyes and the touch of her hand on his chest were too soothing to ignore. His dick started responding and desire crossed his smile in place of the concern. Steve couldn't let her use the laptop in the cockpit until after they took off, so he decided to warm things up between Becka and him.
He kissed her deeply and ran both his hands up under her shirt on her lower tummy. His lips spread into a big smile again as he kissed her. His voice sounded in her mind. "You are such an incredible blessing. You will have my love for two eternities now." His hands slowly made their way to Becka's breasts inching the shirt up. His palms messaged her soft globes under her clothes. He wondered if she would produce milk for the child and if it would drink the milk. Would it need blood instead? Would Becka's body produce it for the child? It was impossible to know and instead he switched his mind back to enjoying and sharing desire with Becka and the fact her breasts sent pleasure coursing through her body.
His hands eventually started her shirt up over her head and arms. He had to break the kiss to let her top and bra off. "I love you, Rebeckah." He resumed the kiss when the cloth cleared her forehead and he removed the items entirely. The good news was Litha was okay with having shared sex with others, so there was no need to worry about embarrassment from any of the parties.
Litha snapped the laptop closed and dropped it to the floor. Fortunately she hadn’t started her email just yet. She stared out the window, waiting until she could use the blasted thing. On a peripheral level she was aware of Steve, his nervousness at her presence, and gave a soft growl. “Look, Alex and Becka are newly married and haven’t had any time really alone. I’m trying to give it to them, but I’ll be a damned cat’s uncle if I will spend the trip in the bathroom. Deal with me here. Better yet, just ignore my presence. You are safe; I have no interest in you.” She was irritated, she was bitchy with him, but right now she didn’t have the patience to coddle him. Narkel needed to know about the sudden developments. She was impatient for them to get in the air.
Becka shook her head. “No, though she’s probably emailing Narkel or Dancing Water with the news. Pity we couldn’t tell them ourselves, but between Max and Litha they’ll at least know it’s not a bad joke. I just don’t understand why the news upsets her…” She trailed off, and soon forgot the matter as Alex started touching and kissing her.
Her own hands roamed his body as he worked on taking her top off. She replied to him mentally. “Just love me Agathon, that is all I want. I don’t want a bunch of eternities, just you and your love. And our child.” Her breathing picked up and her nipples hardened at his touch. Her hands started working to get his clothes off. “Agathon.” His name was a pleading request. She wanted him, and wanted him badly. She just couldn’t seem to get enough of him. She hoped that urge never went away.
Steve relaxed a little as he taxied for takeoff. Flying was comforting for him. He also knew Litha in the copilot seat was not going to be an issue for him. He just didn't want to get busted for the appearance of not taxiing safely with a laptop going in the cockpit. Once they were in the air, she could play Tetris the whole time or watch porn for all he cared. "That's a deal, Litha. I know I was an ass. My apology for that."
"You have my love, Rebeckah. Never forget that." His mind told him to hold the kiss and keep it. His mouth opened and messaged her lips with his while his tongue gently caressed and tumbled with hers in her mouth. He almost felt possessed by her she was so deeply embedded in his being.
His hands ran down hers and then down her bare sides. Reaching her pants, they traced the waistline together and undid them. He could smell her sex waking up and preparing another welcome for him. Pleasing Becka was his new favorite activity and he so badly wanted to please her now.
His left hand traced around her hip and buttock. He reached down the back of her pants and cupped her sex from behind. He stood up, lifting her by between her legs as if his hand was a bike seat for her. His right hand peeled off her pants. He could feel her breasts against his chest while he relieved her of her bottoms. The warmth of her pussy in his hand was a welcome feeling. His arousal increased knowing Becka was getting such pleasure from this moment.
His hand worked over her hips, bottom, and thighs to finally coax the garment off her shapely body. When the task was done, he pulled her lap slightly away from his and started undoing his own pants and underwear. When the pants finally fell, he sat back down and laid her lap in his. He had never had sex while taking off. It would be interesting if they could get there before the plane started down the runway.
Litha gave a big sigh, letting a lot of her frustrations out in the process. She waved a hand at Steve’s apology. “Forget it. I’m a cunt and that’s just a fact of my life. Or as some like to say when they think I can’t hear, I’m a bitch in heat.” She gives a shrug. “I see nothing wrong with good fun sex. It’s a better way to kill time then most I know.” She waves in the direction of Alex and Becka over her shoulder. “And it’s better than suffering being an extra with overly sappy love birds.” She lapsed back into silence and watched the takeoff processes of planes out the window.
Becka gave a mental sigh at Alex’s words. “I’ll do my best, but can’t promise anything, I over think things sometimes. I will always love you Agathon. Even during the times I will probably hate you. You have given me something precious and perhaps one of a kind.” She shivered at his touch and both of them undoing her pants sent an odd erotic sensation through her. But when his hand cupped her sex from behind and lifted her up, she nearly creamed everywhere. She moaned into their kissing and wrapped her arms around his neck to hold herself steady while he took her pants off.
Once his clothes were completely off and she was sitting in his lap, she broke their kiss finally and pulled back to look at him. Her hands came around to his face and started tracing and caressing the planes and angles. She didn’t say a word, just drank him in with both fingers and eyes. He was beautiful. He was special. He had given her something she never dreamed of having in either lifetime, a child. She found she loved this man very much and there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do her best for him.
Her hands and gaze moved down to his throat. She explored every nook and valley there as well. She could feel her touching him through their link, and she was growing very over heated from it all. “Agathon.” His name was a whisper on her lips. A beautiful sound she loved hearing. Her hands continued exploring his neck and throat, loving the feel of his muscles under the skin.
Steve thought about Litha's words. He wasn't being fair to her. She just wanted to enjoy some sex. She wasn't looking to ruin his marriage. He wasn't going to get her pregnant and there wasn't going to be any diseases considering she was Lycan. "You know, Litha. I wasn't being fair. If you can forgive me for stupidity, maybe I can make the flight less boring for you. Like you say, I'm not hurting my wife. I should be happy you are not human to give us the chance to have fun." They were finally getting their turn to use the runway. Steve answered the call to take the runway and moved the plane into position to take off.
Becka's touch and reactions were simply too much to resist. Alex's hands took her hips and lifted her pelvis. His arms laid her sex right on top of his and a moan of pleasure left his lungs as his cock slipped right into her hot wet core. "Oh, Rebeckah...you are heaven." Every time she said his name during love making, it was intense for him. His name was an ancient male form of the word love. The way she said it made it so complete it was almost like a magic spell on his name.
The plane started to lurch forward on takeoff. Alex's right forefinger started tracing the fertility knot on the small of her back just above her bottom. His left hand started tracking the fertility knot on her lower tummy on front. It was probably going to send them both into orbit combined with the rush of acceleration as the plane lifted off, but that sounded like too much of an opportunity to pass up. Becka's happiness made the world turn for Alex and giving her this kind of pleasure at a special moment made sense to him. They were going to remember their first take off together forever.
Steve kept upping the throttle on takeoff. Alex's MO was always speed and Steve enjoyed the rush of a powerful take off every time he got the chance.
Litha turned and looked at Steve. She gave him a slight smile. “I said forget it. You’re earlier behavior is already forgotten, or will be if you will quit dragging it back into the light. Unfortunately, business has reared its ugly head, and I must deal with it as soon as we are in the air and I can get my laptop out again.” She turned and looked back out the window. Normally she’d have given him the second chance, but with Becka’s condition, she had lost all interest, even in Alex. Far more important matters now had her attention. Play time was over.
Becka’s head tilted back slightly when Alex entered her. “Mmmm.” As he traced the Knots on both her front and back, she felt her heat rise to the breaking point swiftly. The plane’s lurch caused her to rock on his member and that sent her over the edge into a hard orgasm. Her eyes close in bliss as her hands slid up to hold on to the back of his neck. “Agathon!” Her body automatically rocking on his hard cock as her release shuddered through her over and over.
Steve nodded as the plane flew into the air. It was all probably for the better anyway. It was easy to get permission for his flight path. Rich people got all the benefits, especially in the air.
Alex's eruption into Becka sent his eyes wide open. He cried out with the intense sensation of it all. It felt like intense pain that was all pleasure and then more. His cum would have shot across the cabin it felt like there was so much force behind it, but as it fired into Becka the fluid was lost in the baptism of his lap by Becka's canal. "Rebeckah!" He cried out with his second breathe. His chest was heaving and his stomach pulled in with heaving tension from the pleasure coursing through him.
His left hand gently pressed her lower stomach in a uterine message holding the precious blessing the Earth had given them. His right hand ran up her spine to the back of her neck where he started messaging her neck muscles there. His hips kept pressing. His lust fed a desire to make sure they were still physically capable. If they were still vampires they could keep going. If they lost something he would feel that same fatigue that happened on the holy ground.
It felt like they were still vampires and that was just fine by him. He felt a temptation to bend her over the seat and use his hands on her like they had before he ruined the moment. He was worried it would bring back memories though. Instead he enjoyed her in his lap for now. It didn't seem like risking the moment was right at this point.
As soon as they were in the air Litha moved like a striking snake to grab her laptop and flip it open once more. She quickly gets an email off to Narkel, then sits there tapping her fingers on the laptop waiting for a reply. There are others she should be notifying, but Narkel was most important, and might decide that others should not be told just yet. She glowered out the window watching clouds and brooding.
Becka shivered violently at the sound of her name off his lips. Tingles ran through her body, already intensifying the intense orgasm. His hand sliding up her back to start massaging her neck, finally brought her body to relax and settle down. She let go of his hair and had her body slide forward on her arms lain across his shoulders until she was laying against him with her head resting on his right shoulder. She released a contented sigh as she snuggled up to him.
While she was more than ready to go another round or four with him, right now she just wanted to be held and be close to him as she could get. Her left arm slid down until her palm rested flat on his chest and then started to do slow random circles. While her right curled around his neck and her hand started to play with his hair. She didn’t say anything, just lay there letting his touch slowly build within her again.
Steve was glad to be in the air. It was kind of comforting. He still couldn't quite wrap his head around Alex being married. What had prompted such a thing was beyond him. He supposed he had just gotten too comfortable with Alex. Alex was like that. One day he would be following his routine and all seemed quiet and then the next day, drama broke loose from some direction you never would guess. The idea of an upset Lycan sitting next to him kept him from being fully at ease. At least Alex was nearby.
Alex gathered in Becka to himself. His right hand continued to message the back of her neck while his left hand moved to start lazy circles on the bare skin of her back. The peace her touch created was amazing. Quiet summer nights on the beach didn't create this kind of peace. Even a quiet night in his house reading could not generate the harmony that seemed to fill his body and soul. His cock sheathed inside of her was every bit the symbol of a sword put away for resting. There was no drive to take care of a business matter or to investigate what was wrong with the world. There was nothing to cut or cleave. There was only to rest and share the love of their union.
The jet engines did the work for now. They sucked in air and drove the plane through the high and thin atmosphere. They bore the brunt of the cold bitter dark and pushed on with their roar through the otherwise silent night air. Soon the autopilot would be on and the plane would obediently follow its flight path before the approach to Oklahoma City was required. Stars twinkled, but only Steve seemed in the mood to observe them.
Litha’s laptop dinged and she jumped like a pouncing wolf at a mole hole. She opened the email and quickly read its contents. She frowned briefly while reading, and then seemed to completely relax. Apparently Uncle Max had beaten her to informing Uncle Narkel. They had things well in hand and all she was to do for now was protect Becka at all costs. That was easy enough. She powered down the laptop properly this time then snapped it closed and set it aside. She curled up in the chair, getting a bit more comfortable and then stared out the window. Soon she was asleep, having been up for nearly two days now.
Becka contentedly lay there with Alex, enjoying the feel of him next to her as well as touching him. She stayed like that for many long moments before her impish side suddenly took over. She playfully and suddenly nipped the side of his neck. She wiggled a bit then nuzzled him and playfully nipped his jaw as well. She moved on to his collar bone and shoulder as well, nipping both in turn. She then settled back down with her head on his shoulder, but facing away from him now. She brought her left hand to slide up his chest, throat and neck and then her arm wrapped around his neck. Her impishness was far from over, she was just regrouping to ambush again when he wasn’t expecting it.
Steve didn't pay much mind to Litha at this point. He felt he had done enough damage and that sticking to piloting was best. He set the alarm, kicked back in his chair and started to doze. Before long, everyone was asleep in the cockpit except for the plane.
Alex laughed out loud at Becka's attack. "Rebeckah, have you turned Lycan on me now?" Her nips felt wonderful despite his tease. As she settled, Alex decided to turn the tables. He jumped up holding Becka against him and turned his hips to the floor between the seats to lay her on her back with is knees off to her right bringing his cock out of its pleasurable rest inside of her. His right hand came from behind her neck and buried his forefinger, middle finger, and ring finger in her canal with his thumb and pinkie gently and playfully catching her bud. His left hand moved around to her clavicle with his fingers stroking her collar bone and the palm holding her shoulder blades to the floor. His head darted down to her stomach.
His right hand thrust her womanhood while his nose, lips, and tongue started furiously gliding over her stomach. His neck was turning wildly, sending his hair flinging. His growl gave the impression of an animal gorging itself on her intestines, but his face only played on the soft skin and firm muscles of her stomach. His mouth finally came to rest between her crevice and navel and the growl gave way to a raspberry on her skin before lifting up to look at Becka with a big smile. His right hand continued to take her with his fingers, the thumb and pinkie relentlessly messaging her bud with the motion. "Give up my love?"
Becka gave a slight snort. “I am an adopted pack member, remember?” Before she can say more, a startled squawk emerges as Alex suddenly has her on the floor and is attacking her. She starts laughing until his fingers find and start playing with her womanhood. The sharp inhalation of breath is the first clue to the pleasure she feels. The feel of his face and hair on her belly doesn’t exactly tickle, but does send shivers through her body. The raspberry momentarily kills the pleasure and she glares at him.
“Brat. And why should I give up? I have you where I want you after all.” She moans slightly as his fingers regain her attention. Soon her hips move with his motions and the tension builds. “Oh, Agathon, yes.” Her hands reach down and grab a hold of the carpet as she grows closer to a climax. She watches him watch her and gives him a lazy smile.
Alex could only laugh at poor Becka. "Mmm, I think I have the upper Hand, here." His left hand moved up to trace over Becka's lips. His mouth moved up to take her right breast and suck it into his mouth. His lungs pulled her nipple to the back of it and he started sucking and slightly releasing her pliable orb while his tongue danced on the side of it. His fingers started hooking into her g-spot with his thrusts.
Having Becka in the throes of pleasure like this was truly wonderful. He hoped her glare still understood the jest. Maybe he had hit on something that truly bothered her. He would check up on that later while Becka was not thoroughly enjoying herself.
His lungs released her breast finally and his teeth trapped her nipple in a gentle nip. His tongue first pressed the captured flesh and then fluttered on it. He alternated that as his fingers started searching out her brows and cheeks. The beautiful shape of her face was obvious even to his fingers while his eyes only had the vision of her chest.
Becka’s back arched slightly as Alex took her breast into his mouth. Her hands released the carpet and one arm wrapped around his shoulders while her other hand wrapped around the back of his head. She couldn’t answer his jest even if she’d wanted to. A soft and almost tortured groan escaped her as he worked her g-spot. It wasn’t fair the ease that he had to make her body respond. She gasped as he changed tactics on her breast and then groaned again. Her head moved into his fingers as he explored her face. Suddenly her body tensed only to shudder with her release in the next instant. “Agathon!”
Alex did not let up at her orgasm. He was going to ride it out for her all the way. His fingers didn't stop at all and he continued on her breast and face. The gush of her nectar on his hands matched the gush of cum from his loins. Her releases were music to his body and ears both.
Becka was nothing short of a miracle. Her existence was vital to so much. Her pregnancy was such a profound occurrence by itself. His love for her was both extremely strong and unexpected. Alex could not even fathom just how central she was. Even without her pregnancy she would have been the center of his universe. The current situation seemed to make her central to everyone else as well. Everyone was going to know the miracle she was, not just him. It was intense.
The urge hit him hard to be fully joined to her once more. It was extremely compelling. His hand slipped from her sex up her stomach to her left breast. His body gently slipped on top of her as his mouth came off her right breast. "Rebeckah, you are so incredible. Just the love you inspire steals away my being into you." His cock slipped into her and started gently thrusting her. His brown eyes offered whatever depth they had to offer that seemed shallow to Becka's eyes. His mind tried to picture their child's eyes. Her intense blue and his brown were going to create something complex and wonderful. She was going to be the most profound mother the Earth had to offer. "Oh, Rebeckah..." Her name seemed to say everything that mattered. When she called his name, it was such an intense feeling of love from her. How someone so beautiful on so many layers chose him and loved him so much was beyond amazing.
He kissed her deeply as his hands reached up and started running through her raven hair. It was like there was no way to be inside her enough. He wanted to impart his age and power to her. Something told him to give everything to her. He broke the kiss and rubbed his nose gently to hers. "You are my being." The expanse of creativity surrounding Becka was something his mind could not gather enough to even understand.
Becka wriggled and moaned under Alex’s skilled touch, unable and unwilling to bring her pleasure to any kind of end. In the past couple hundred years she had come to like and even enjoy sex. But never had she dreamed the heights that could be obtained, or the pleasures felt. Not until Alex had entered her life and caught her attention enough to look past his Ancientness. Now she was joined, heart and soul, even bodily, to this beautiful and wonderful man, who with his skill and age, made her feel like a child trying to play and keep up with the big kids.
Her pleasure finally subsided considerably as his hand finally stopped working her womanhood. It started to build again though as his hand, wet with her fluids, slid up her body to her left breast. While the right one ached at the loss of his mouth around it. Her hand on the back of his head came down to caress his cheek with the backs of her knuckles as he looked into her eyes and spoke. She gave him a soft and gentle smile. “The only thing more important in my life now besides you is our child.” She wondered briefly how he would feel about being second fiddle so soon in their relationship. But she had discovered with finding out that she was carrying new life, that the mother’s instinct was very much in her. This child must survive at all costs, even if that meant loosing Alex, something she would so hate, but would have to be dealt with should it ever happen.
All thoughts went into hiding though as he started to kiss her and move inside her. She couldn’t help giggling when he broke the kiss and rubbed her nose with his, it was so charming and endearing, even with him being so serious. Finally his hands running through her hair became too much, her head tilted back, exposing her throat to him without thought on her part. Her hand moved back up to wrap around his shoulders. Breathlessly, she spoke his name again. “Agathon.”
Alex's lips and tongue descended on Becka's exposed throat and played up and down the sides of her windpipe and along its center with wet gentle kisses. His body pressed into hers. As his hips and ass continued to gently probe the path to her now living womb, his chest felt her breasts pressed against his chest and their flat stomachs in full contact. His hands played down to her ears and started exploring their surfaces with a gentle touch.
Alex knew the child was more important than him. He also knew Becka was more important than the child though. She was a known mother appointed by the Earth. The child was unknown and could not be worth more than its mother until it became its own being. What Alex didn't know was his own importance to that equation. Love had played its trick on them all. The lover did not know their own importance was shared with the ones they loved. It was a discovery yet to be made from a perspective unable to make it yet.
Alex ventured a teasing nibble on Becka's throat now. The sensation of non-biting teeth on his neck had always been erotic to him especially after his conversion. It was the ultimate symbol of trust and love to him. As a human that had been sex, but as a vampire it had become baring the neck. He was going to have to balance that equation all over again now. He was short information on how to do that though. How their child played into the world order would decide things. The thought lead down a deep path for him he wasn't ready to take yet though. Becka desired pleasing and he desired to give it to her. He lifted his mouth and gently blew air onto Becka's wet neck, cooling his lust warmed saliva on her skin.
His slow and gentle thrusts, his hands caressing her ears, their bodies touching so completely, his lips and tongue on her exposed throat, all of it was almost too much for her. She felt herself dancing on the edge of a bottomless drop. She couldn’t think, she couldn’t respond or return the favor, all she could was cling to him as he drove her mad with desire and need. It was the nip on her throat, that most taboo of areas for her though, that finally shoved her off the edge and into a mind numbing orgasm that only he could give her. Her breath was stolen, and she could not gather more. Her body shuddered so violently, it was a wonder he wasn’t thrown off her. Her honey suddenly gushed forth, soaking her and wetting him. She couldn’t even call out his name verbally or mentally, he had taken her that far. The feel of his breath on her dampened neck only made matters worse in that she shuddered more and more fluid issued forth.
Alex did not know what he did right, but Becka's body sent intense pleasure into his system never felt before. It took all his agility to stay atop her body writhing in pleasure beneath his body. Her canal seemed to milk him violently and his loins suddenly exploded in a spasm that cut his blowing on Becka's neck abruptly short from his intended act.
It felt like so much pleasure it hurt. Their laps felt like hot puddles and Alex felt his mind actually disconnect. Every muscle in his body seemed to pull in high tension and the rip through his shaft seemed like a burning rope getting pulled through it. He was in some kind of prison where the floor, walls, and ceiling were made of raw pleasure. His eyes were a complete blur with two blue fuzzy orbs which he would later remember were Becka's eyes very out of focus. He actually wondered for that moment if he had somehow died by actually blending in with Becka. Maybe was inside her now and this is what it felt like. It was a strange place at that point and time with exotic feeling that would drive weaker people into a state of insanity.
His mind started to come back into focus only to find his body turned to complete jelly. He had never been that spent, even as a human. His head collapsed on her throat and upper chest seeming to meld with her. His mind seemed to moan Rebeckagathon over and over again and it seemed to be a plea of complete love in Rebeckah's mind and not his own. His own mind seemed deserted and visions of Rebeckah played in his mind's eye. It felt like his spirit had moved into her and he wondered again if his body had somehow died so he could be closer to Rebeckah. He felt he was hers through and through. There was simply no other logical or emotional place to be that could compare. Rebeckah was his home.
Becka quite literally stepped out of her body. Or maybe was shoved out of her body might be more accurate. She stood there watching as both her and Alex shared release together. She watched as his pleasure seemed almost painful to him. She had never seen two people that complemented each other so well as the two of them did. Her love for him seemed to keep growing and expanding, and she wondered if it would ever reach an end.
She cocked her head slightly and gave a ghostly snicker. She looked really uncomfortable with her knees to one side and Alex lying across her hip and front. She shook her head in amusement then jumped and whirled suddenly as a familiar voice called her.
“Sister-in-law.”
To say she was astonished to see her twin’s husband standing just behind her was a sever understatement. She’d killed him when she was first made a Vampire and the guilt rose up to flood her at the sight of him there.
“Stop that Rebeckah Locksenly. That is the past and long gone. I have never blamed you for what happened. We have more important things to discuss and not much time.”
Becka blinked and tried to regroup. “I thought… Mantha said…” She is cut short by Angus.
“Mantha can’t interfere anymore Becka, that doesn’t mean I can’t. At least this time. I may not be able to again. Listen. Ireland is but your first stop. Though the answers aren’t there, you must go there. Be careful though and tell no one about your condition. Those who need to know already do. Leave it at that. You need to go to Greece as well, where Agathon comes from, much like you need to go to Jinja, Uganda. Congratulations, Rebeckah. We love you.”
Before she can say anything, he fades and she hears hers and Agathon’s name joined and repeated over and over, it draws her back into her body like quicksilver. She blinks and tried to bring the plane’s ceiling into focus as she attempts to readjust to being back in her body so abruptly. She can feel her body throbbing and pulsation from their love making and that grounds her some more into the physical. She doesn’t want to move or break the peace both of them are having, but the information she has been given is too important. “Agathon?” She speaks his name softly, almost hesitantly.
Alex's eyes adjusted with the side of his face nestled between Becka's chin and breasts. He heard Becka call his name in an odd kind of waiver. His lungs took in a deep breath almost as if they were breathing for the first time. Their names kept repeating conjoined in the back of his mind and he almost corrected her with the conjoined name but his focus on the base of the seat seemed to snap him a little more out of his trance.
"Yes, Rebeckah?" His voice was soft when he spoke, just above the sound of the engines in the well-insulated cabin. Somehow their love making had just blown his mind and it seemed to be resuming itself inside his head. His throbbing cock periodically reminded him of just how much pleasure they had shared.
He tried lifting his fingers and to his surprise they moved. He was still feeling awfully spent though and Rebeckah's voice sounded from her throat directly into his ear. He laid atop her as her body breathed beneath his. Whatever sweet question she had, he would hear just fine on her chest.
His sexual existence seemed to have peaked in that union. Nothing had ever felt so deep and profound as that sharing. He wondered if his spirit had actually been inside her. How that feeling came to pass was beyond him. The only thing he could guess was that Becka's pregnancy had somehow just made their love for each other that much more intense and strong. She was definitely the one for him. He was going to ask her about what she felt during that, but her question came first.
Becka’s arms seem to tighten around his shoulders briefly before she speaks. Alex can feel her take a deep breath as well. “Angus was here. It seems that we probably won’t find answers in Ireland, but we still have to go. We also have to go to Greece, where you come from, and to a place called Jinja in Uganda.” She pauses, and then continues. “I have no idea why though… He didn’t tell me that. He also said that we weren’t to tell anyone about the child. Those who needed to know already knew. And to leave it at that.” She stops and waits patiently, letting him digest this latest news. She idly starts running her fingers along his shoulders and hair, not really aware she was doing so, but subconsciously wanting to touch him, not just hold him.
Alex listened carefully, His hands moved back to her ears retracing their steps from their last union. Somehow her caresses seemed to rejuvenate him. His mind started digesting her statements.
"Mmm, there is a temple to Apollo near there. It's not very well known at all. All that is left on the surface is a crumbled altar that few would even recognize. Jinja is where Hepitut lives. It's at the head of the Nile where Lake Victoria feeds it. He has a tomb in some jungle near there. He never took me into it though. It's kind of a secret that only the very oldest of vampires get to enter. I'm not even sure Hepitut lets all of them in either. Maybe we are just supposed to see Hepitut, but he usually doesn't take cold visits. Last he talked to me was about two hundred years ago and he said he would contact me when he needed to see me. He might very well know of your pregnancy though. Then again, he has been strangely quiet. I guess we'll just have to see when we get there."
Alex remembered Hepitut foretelling of the vampire's end. Becka was basically telling them to go where Hepitut kept the prophecies of the ancients that were even well before his time. It was very possible Hepitut was just waiting for Becka to approach him. It was frustrating that Hepitut didn't share any of this kind of information with him though. Maybe Alex was simply never meant to know. Hepitut had always said the future was there taking care of itself. Alex had not really put much personal stock in destiny. This trip seemed to be showing him his guess was wrong.
"Yes, I have to agree your pregnancy needs to desperately stay quiet. You are probably a target of any enemies to peace and the Earth only knows how the general populace would react. We don't even know what the baby's abilities will be."
It was going to be odd having a helpless child to care for without even knowing what special needs it might have. Would it breast feed? Would it need blood? What was the child going to grow into and what would the child be able to do with its life? He feared it might just be another vampire, but could see it being a human as well. Between the two, he thought a human might be better for the child, but he wasn't sure what was really happening with the pregnancy.
Becka lay there taking in all that he said. She didn’t understand it all, and really she wasn’t all that concerned. Obviously things would be revealed as needed, at least that was the impression she’d gotten from Angus. All that mattered to her right now was that Alex was here with her. She’d finally found a mate that seemed to be accepting her and her odd ways, and to make things even better, she was already carrying his child. She should probably by all rights be feeling put upon and rushed, her freedom stolen once more, but she wasn’t. It felt too right, and she felt complete in a way she hadn’t before, even with her twin.
Her head moved into his hands as he played with her ears. She gave a disappointed sigh though. “As much as I’d like to continue dear Mate, I think we should check on Steve and Litha. It’s awful quiet up there, and she went in a bit of a foul mood. I fear a bit for your pilot’s safety I have to admit.” She really, really didn’t want to move from where they were, but she knew Litha. And she knew Litha would cheerfully kill Steve if he even thought about her in the wrong way while she was in a foul mood. Why Litha wasn’t happy over their news was also beyond Becka. Maybe she could wheedle an answer out of her later when Becka could get her alone.
"Okay, my love." Alex gave Becka a deep and pressing kiss. His lips pressed hers and his tongue pressed very slowly and firmly into her mouth. His mouth sucked against hers gently and sensually. It was as if he was getting ready for a long walk across the desert and taking in the last drink of refreshing ice water before the trek. His hands ran up into her hair again and felt the sides of her head in seemingly searching touches. What his touch was searching for wasn't obvious but his fingers seemed to have found what they wanted. His mind memorized the kiss and the feel of her hair and skin as they engulfed them.
Gently and slowly he released. "I love you Rebeckah." It was a statement of the obvious, but his spirit seemed to need the words in the air. Just as the sunlight had to fill the sky in the morning, his voice needed to shed its feeling into Becka's ears. His hands moved to beneath Becka's underarms and he pushed himself up. His body slowly parted contact with hers and his soaked loins slowly pulled from Becka's washed over mons. As slow and gentle as the move was to rise, it felt like a tear to Alex. His body seemed to protest with an ache of pain to pull away, but his mind knew Becka's words were true.
Alex's legs moved to a squat and his arms and hands took Becka's forearms in a firm grasp. He rose feeling a bit dizzy and brought Becka up with him. Becka only had to put her feet beneath her as his body rose into a stand and drew her body up and next to his. His arms slid up hers and took her upper back in a loving embrace while his neck craned forward to take another deep kiss from her beautiful lips. His eyes were filled with caring as his lips and tongue pressed hers once more.
Alex's mouth gently withdrew while his right arm glided down to the small of Becka's back. His legs started stepping forward to the cockpit as his left arm took her right hip and guided her around to face the forward of the plane. His right hand drifted down to her stomach and felt the soft skin and firm stomach muscles that protected Becka's precious womb.
Steve's mind was settling into a light slumber as the autopilot guided the plane. It was deepening as his body settled into the seat secure that the alarm would wake him up when it was time to get a final approach. The opening of the cockpit door would not wake him.
At Alex’s slow and gentle kiss, Becka almost told him to forget it. Let the two of them work out their differences. But she didn’t as much as she wanted too. Litha had a serious advantage over the pilot, and she didn’t want Litha killing someone who was important to her lover. She did release a low moan into their kiss though as his hands ran through her hair. This man made her feel so loved and cherished, something she’d only gotten a taste of with Mantha. She sent a silent prayer of thanks to Mother Earth and Father Sky for blessing her with the gift that was this man.
“Mmmm, I love you, Agathon.” She rose easily with him, getting her feet under herself to stand next to him. Her arms wrapped around his waist as he kissed her once more. She couldn’t get enough of him, and she couldn’t wait for all this running around to be over so she could be with him, just the two of them. And then whenever her pregnancy ended, the three of them. Briefly she wondered if they would have more children. A small spark of hope ignited within her that they might.
She gave a soft sigh as their kiss ended, and turned to walk with him to the cockpit. She placed a hand over his on her belly and smiled up at him and wrapped her other arm around his waist. “Thought of any names yet?” Her smile turned impish at the question, then curious. “What are you hoping for? Boy or a girl?”
Alex paused, not opening the cockpit door. Steve didn't know yet and there was no need for him to know. "Maybe Maximilian if it's a boy and Samantha if it's a girl?" Alex wasn't sure about the names. Becka had the meaningful people to remember. Sophia's name seemed to be not such a good idea. As special as she had been, her loss was just simply too awful. Her name seemed stained with that pall of revenge which never cleared from her spirit. Maybe it was harsh of him and he didn't like his feeling about it. Feeling Rebeckah's clean love make such a deeper connection meant so much more now. He could only use the name Sophia if he remembered the time before sex entered to between Alex and her. Samantha felt right, but Becka would have to give that name her blessing. Max seemed like he was close despite not feeling close. Alex couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it seemed the best boy name to him at the time. Again, Becka's opinion was key.
The sex of the child was kind of immaterial. It was a child Becka was carrying and that is all that truly mattered. What bothered him was the child wouldn't have a mate. Even if they could have more children, it wasn't clear that inbreeding would not be a problem. Alex guessed that inbreeding never worked. The Earth had decided its life needed diversity and inbreeding never worked with the Earth. Who would the child be able to mate with? Was the child just going to be sterile like the rest of the vampire community? "I think whether the child is a girl or boy isn't going to matter. The species is probably going to be the big question. I just want a child that can be happy and not alone."
Alex didn't turn the handle. Becka's answers were too important and Steve didn't need to overhear them. It was quiet in the cockpit. There was time to hear Becka's position on the most important topic between them right now.
Becka chuckled. “Maximilian? Wow, that’s a name to tag a poor newborn with. Sounds longer than the poor tyke will be tall.” She’s grinning at him in amusement, she then turns serious. “I think Maximilian is wonderful.” She snickers, loosing her seriousness. “Max would be shocked, and that will be priceless as well.” She once more turns serious, with some effort. “I… I don’t know about Samantha.” She looks troubled briefly. She looks in his eyes. “I think Sophia would be good. I like the name; it is so different from mine and Mantha’s own. Exotic.”
She looked down, like Alex; she really wasn’t concerned about what sex the child was, as long as it was healthy. She’d love it regardless. It was their child, gifted to them by Mother Earth, created in love. Finally she looks back up. “I agree.” She pauses, a slight frown appears on her face as she speaks slowly, as if feeling her way along a dark hallway. “Many Vampires have come to Frisco… Some have left… but more stays than leaves… Perhaps Mother Earth is taking pity upon us… and… maybe… others will… be so blessed?” Her eyes hold a glimmer of hope, but uncertainty overshadows it.
Alex could only smile as Becka mused over his name ideas. It sounded like Maximilian was a done deal. It surprised Alex that Becka though of Sophia for a girl. They both shared the same trepidation for their loves. Maybe if they used Sam as the nickname, Becka might warm up to the idea, but maybe it was a chance to redeem the memory of Sophia for him. He could remember the good things through a daughter and help not pull up the dark memories of her loss. Sophia made sense too, and Alex was leaning towards agreeing at that point.
Alex wasn't sure about what their child would be and what company it would have. "We will just have to trust the Earth to provide, Rebeckah. The Earth has given us charge of a brand new life and she is going to provide. It is just a test of faith really. Maybe we will be able to have more than one child if they are a different species. Maybe inbreeding won't happen. We just have to have faith on this one." Alex gave Becka a kiss and a smile. "Worse case is it will be the three of us and that is more than we had ever hoped for. You were more than enough from the beginning."
His hand pulled the door latch and opened the door to the cockpit. "Are you two okay?" Alex was thinking maybe he should have put on his clothes, but then again, he didn't want to alienate Litha by being so formal. There was a chance they would have sex. That needed to be discussed with Becka though. Things had changed. Sex was different now. Before it was a way to catch food, but now it had the sacred possibility of children. Of course, with Litha being Lycan, maybe there was compatibility, but maybe there wasn't. It was odd having to consider sex again. The bonding with Becka was so special, it took on meaning again and Alex thought that was a wonderful thing. There was a whole new freedom to sex with her. With that freedom came a responsibility, too. He was grateful to have Becka to work through it with him.
Becka blinks a few times, the fact that Alex had just verbally echoed her own thoughts earlier about them having more children. She looked shyly at him. “I hope we can have more.” She then nods at his other thoughts on the subject. “You are right, Mother Earth will provide for her children as she always has.” Her smile is full of love. “I didn’t want you in my life at first, but now I can’t imagine my life without you.” She hugs him close then lets go so he can open the door.
“Mphurph.” Litha yawns a jaw cracking yawn and stretches. She cranes her neck and gives Alex a sleepy look. “What-” Her eyes widen and she looks more awake seeing him very naked. She didn’t see Becka standing next to him due to the angles of things. “Well hello there, Gorgeous. You and Becka get enough of each other yet?” She looks him up and down appreciatively.
Becka pops her head through the door with a laugh. “Hardly, Cousin. But I thought it be best to make sure you didn’t kill our pilot.” She glances over and sees Steve asleep. “Guess I was worried for nothing., Wear him out?”
Litha snorts and frowns. “Hardly.” She eyes Becka and Alex and then gives a disappointed sigh. “Well, as you can see he’s still very much among the living. So, nothing to worry about.”
Alex looked between the two in the seats. "Steve looks like he could use the nap. Why don't I take over flying and let you ladies take a break in the cabin?" Alex glanced over to Becka. "If you would bring me my clothes before final, I'll keep an eye on things and make the final approach to Oklahoma City to get Steve some more rest." There was not much to do but sit and think for the next half hour or so, but Litha didn't know that and Becka needed time with her to find out what was bugging her. Alex gave Litha a sexy wink. Kissing cousins wasn't a done deal until Becka and him had a new huddle over the matter, but it wouldn't hurt to brighten Litha's night with a little flirtation. "We'll have to save the nude poses for you until I'm done flying."
Alex stepped up to the copilot's chair. He wanted something to eat, some actual meat. "It's weird. I have a hankering for a piece of meat. I'll have to pick something up in Oklahoma City." He wasn't sure who would come with and who would stay with the plane. He had to go to the house because he was the only one who knew how to get into his tomb, let alone open the secret compartments with his weapons. His driving was also going to easily be the fastest. He knew the speed traps and the fastest route to and from his house. Litha might have to come along if she was a danger to Steve, but Becka would hopefully figure that out during the rest of the flight.
"Need help unbuckling?" He glanced over to Becka and smiled despite the fact he was teasing Litha. Her face was a beacon of pure love to him. There was never going to be a more beautiful face in the universe to him.
Becka nodded at Alex. “Yeah sure.” She really didn’t want to part from him, but knew she needed to talk with Litha. She turned away to fetch his clothes right off. Once her and Litha got to talking, she’d not have the time or thought. While she liked him naked, it probably wouldn’t be wise for him to land a plane in such a state. A small smirk graced her lips at the visual she got at such an idea.
She distantly heard Alex mention the need for meat and frowned as she fetched his clothes. Then she felt her own sudden craving for it. She paused and blinked. Could her pregnancy be causing this? And was Alex getting the need through their shared link? She pondered the possibility for many long moments. Before she heads back to the cockpit, Alex’s clothes in hand.
Litha gave Alex a chuckle and then turned thoughtful studying him closely. “And after you eat evidently.” She pauses. “What kind of meat? Human or animal?” She watched him look with such love at Becka and a small smile teased her lips. It was good they were so smitten with each other. The next several days, weeks, months were going to either strengthen their bond, or break it. She feverently hoped and wished for the former for her friend and adopted cousin.
Suddenly she gives Alex an inviting, sly, and sexy smile. “I would so love some help unbuckling.” She wasn’t about to give up an opportunity to have Alex close to her, especially while he was naked. She moved her hands out to the sides of her body, giving him easy access to her buckle, and her if he wanted such.
Alex figured it would be a good idea to send Litha back to Becka in a good mood. His hands started his fingertips at her shoulders and ran them down her shirt towards the buckle. His fingertips pressed her nipples while traveling over her breasts and gave a little pressure to her stomach before reaching their destination. His hands unlocked the buckle. "Thank you for keeping my seat warm for me, sweetie," he gently spoke into her ear. He pulled the belt away from her lap and offered his left arm to Litha to help her up out of the chair.
Alex was certain his hunger was coming from within. Sexual pleasure was something he didn't mind getting mixed up and confused. There was often good reason to let those sensations mix and the act itself made needing to determine true origin pointless. "I don't think it matters if the meat is human or animal. Maybe I'll grab some beef from the supermarket for the errand in Oklahoma City. I don't think it will take much to satisfy the hunger. It's not compelling, just a light nag."
"Thanks for bringing the clothes, Rebeckah. I don't want to give other pilots a fright.." He winked and smiled at her. His lips needed to steal another kiss from Becka before he let the women escape. He would send the message of 'I love you, Rebeckah' into her mind. There was no need to upset Litha when his teasing had her in such a good mood for Becka to talk with her.
A low growl escaped Litha, sounding something like a dog’s equivalent of a cat’s purr, as Alex’s fingers ran down her body on their way to the buckle. Her eyes turned a beautiful shade of teal though when he teased her nipples and belly, and her hands visibly twitched spasmodically. The click of the buckle releasing though seemed to snap her out of what was happening her. Her eyes slowly faded back to their normal pale color. She gave him a cheeky grin, and took his arm to rise. “Mmm, I still say Becka’s one lucky bitch. Shame you weren’t a wolf. Or actually even better, you didn’t have a twin that was a wolf. I’d never dream of taking you from Becka, she needs you too much. And you’re perfect together.”
She brushed against him as she moved to exit the cabin. She paused though and looked back at him. Her eyes once more pale. “I could contact the Local Pack and we could go for a hunt, unless you’re hell bent on getting to Ireland yesterday?” She pauses and looks back to the door as Becka returns with Alex’s clothes. Both women snorted at Alex’s comment of frightening other pilots and looked at him as if he’d suddenly gone completely stupid. Litha easily side stepped around Becka as Alex moved to steal a kiss from her. A smirk crossed her face as she sauntered out the door to await Becka further in the plane.
Becka hungrily kissed him back before she too disappeared out the door, following her cousin. She found Litha sitting on the couch Becka’s clothes in hand, until they flew across the room to hit her in the chest. Catching her clothes as the start to drop of her chest, she works on getting dressed. “So, why are you less than thrilled with my pregnancy?”
Litha sighed. “I’m happy for you really Becka. If anyone should be a mother, it’s you. Hell you practically are anyway with The BoB. You take in every stray and help them, no matter what race they are.” She sighed and looked away briefly. “There’s a Prophecy…” She sighs again.
Becka pauses in mid-dressing. “A Prophecy?”
“Love will conquer Death with a gift.
The blood of the Twins will wash away the rot of Death.
The Mother of Life shall bring peace to the Father of Death.
By the power of Three, Dawn will rise once more.
And the Dead shall walk the world once more in Life.”
Becka felt a strange chill pass through her body as Litha suddenly spoke the Prophecy. She wished Alex had been here to hear this. Her unease was transmitted through the bond they shared. She gave a sigh and finished dressing slowly, thinking it over. “What does it mean though?”
Litha shrugged. “Many of us have been trying to figure it out.” She shook her head. “I feel though that your pregnancy has something to do with the Prophecy.” Becka felt another chill pass through her, and her unease increased.
Alex gave an expression of apology to Litha. "Sorry, no twin." He contemplated the idea of a hunt. If only there was more time. "We are flying against the turn of the Earth. Rebeckah and I will have to stay in the coffin for part of the ride as it is. I'll have to settle for slaughtered meat for now. We can do more at a later date." He hated to pop Litha's bubble like that, but any hunting to be done would have to happen in Ireland. The flight schedule was tight and it would add another night to stop for a hunt."
Alex got dressed. It was unfortunate their honeymoon kept getting interrupted. He supposed it was the price of being able to share a child with Becka though. The profound nature of the gift warranted the burden of it and Alex would not trade any of it away. He settled into the copilot chair and turned off the alarm. Steve was definitely out for the count and wouldn't wake up until the firmness of the ground started bearing the weight of the plane.
Alex was wondering how the girl talk was going when Becka's unease hit him. 'That good,' he thought to himself. He wondered what Litha was so upset about. She seemed perfectly content with his teases. She was practically purring with delight. It had to be something from somewhere Alex had no clue about. If it had anything to do with sex, Litha would have solved that problem at the Woman's Dance by picking someone else. Maybe Litha was just worried about Becka's safety. That seemed to make the most sense.
Becka's increased unease bothered him. He wanted to jump up and see what the matter was. He was in shouting distance though and Becka could always call to him. He let his patience rule and stayed in his seat. Did Litha know what might hunt them? It would be no good to spy on Becka in her own mind. There was time. He just kept telling himself to stay calm.
Litha finally looks back at Becka. “Look, there have been other things as well, not a part of the Prophesy, but Lyacan Lore. These Lores are known by every Lycan Pack in existence.” Becka has finished dressing and sits near to Litha, a clear indication for the other woman to continue. “The Lores and Prophecy are the reason behind the Gather’s beginnings. Oh they had a practical use, several in fact, but the main reason was because of the other two. You see it is known in Lycan packs that Mother Earth was going to take a hand in the Prophecy, since it was a Lycan that Prophesied it. We just had no clear clue how.”
She looked at Becka. “I know the Mating Ritual after a Woman’s Dance is rather private, but can you tell me exactly what you and Alex did?”
Becka’s unease turned to comfortableness. “Well, we mated of course.” She paused. “There was something though… Now that I think on it. He drew old Celtic Fertility Knots on me as we mated. I recall strangeness, but it was quickly forgotten in the height of passion.”
Litha looked at Becka sharply. “What do you know about this Fertility Knot?”
Becka shrugged. “That it was old when I was a Human. It was used mainly for crops and cattle for a bountiful harvest.” The chill washes through her once more at Litha’s look. Her unease grows in leaps and bounds.
Litha’s eyes widen. “Of course! Show me the Knot.” Becka nearly fell off the couch as Litha’s sudden excitement. “Uh, sure. Let me see your laptop.”
Litha went to hand Becka the laptop only to realize she’d left it in the cockpit. “Damn. It’s with Alex and Steve.”
“I’ll get it.” Becka jumps up and heads to the cockpit. Once inside she leans a bit on the door and steadies herself. Litha was going all weird, and that scared her slightly, since Litha was usually one of the most grounded people in Becka’s life.
Alex contemplated the changes that were occurring. Hepitut had said the vampires were going to give way to something new. Becka's pregnancy was something new. It was very probably they were on the forefront of the change. Litha maybe knew something about it. It was very possible the change was something that worried her. Lycans were certainly going to feel the change. Maybe Lycans had prophecy that made the change seem ominous. There had been a lot of Lycan support in Europe for the Vlad revolt. Last thing Alex wanted was the Lycans as enemies. They were such a beautiful culture. They were family in the true sense of the word. Their friendship and love and was going to be important for the change at hand. Litha might hold key knowledge to the transition that was important to heed.
Alex saw Becka enter and jumped up. Her fluctuating emotions had him worried. He took her in a firm embrace and kissed the back of her head. "What is it beautiful? What's bothering you with Litha?"
He didn't like being out of the loop with emotions running the way they were. "Do you need me to set the alarm for Steve and come back with you? Will that help?" He didn't want to get in the way but he didn't want Becka taking on too much emotionally with Litha either. They were a team and he wanted to pitch in to help her if she needed. The autopilot was working fine and Steve could handle the approach without worries.
Becka wrapped her arms around Alex and hugged him close, grateful for the comfort. She gives a soft sigh at all his questions. “Need you? Of course. Want you? Yes. I think it’s important, and you should hear it as well. Litha might get annoyed repeating things, but this is very important.” She moves from his embrace and grabs Litha’s laptop.
Stopping at the door on her way back to Litha she pauses and looks at Alex, waiting. “There seems to be a Prophecy and some Lycan Lore that’s very important. And the Prophecy was made by a Lycan.” She pauses and thinks things over “Also Mother Earth is to take part in the Prophecy. And Litha was asking about our Mating at the Gather. She’s very excited about the Fertility Knot.”
Alex turned the alarm back on for Steve and then moved to open the cockpit door for Becka. Prophecy was a weak spot for Alex. Hepitut just didn't share too much about it. "You know, Hepitut said the vampires were going to give way to something and wouldn't be needed anymore. You think that has something to do with all of this?" Stepping out the door, he let Becka come through. Hopefully Litha wouldn't get too annoyed. Becka's unsettled emotion had concerned him greatly. It would be good to know what it was all about.
Alex smiled at Litha as he took a seat across from her and invited Becka to sit in his lap. "It sounds like you heard of a big prophecy Litha. Is this a hint at Rebeckah’s pregnancy?" Alex was all ears at that point. He wanted to know what was going on and if it meant ominous news or not. The need for Becka to be happy for a change was great. His soul cried for it and he was going to do anything it took to try to get there. If Becka couldn't be happy in the world, then Alex was a bad fit for it. There was no backing down to try to make it that way though. If there was a prophecy riddle to be solved, he would use his memory of what little Hepitut did share to try to get some more insight. Maybe it would give them some kind of warning to head problems off.
Becka frowned and then shrugged. “I have no idea, Alex. Maybe?” She stepped through the door and headed back to the area Litha waited in. She happily sat in Alex’s lap and opened Litha’s laptop. While waiting for it to power up, she spoke to Litha after Alex was done. “Summarized everything except the Prophecy. Figured he needed to hear it from you in its entirety.” She then drops her attention to the laptop and opens a drawing program, she is half in tune to the conversation and half to the task of drawing the Knot.
Litha frowned at first, but as Becka explained, the frown disappeared for the moment, and she nods. “Yes, Alex, and possibly. Here it is.”
“Love will conquer Death with a gift.
The blood of the Twins will wash away the rot of Death.
The Mother of Life shall bring peace to the Father of Death.
By the power of Three, Dawn will rise once more.
And the Dead shall walk the world once more in Life.”
“I understand you drew Celtic Fertility Knots on Becka during your Mating? Do you recall what might have possessed you to do such a thing at that time?” Litha’s whole demeanor was one of excited curiosity.
Alex blushed. He didn't have a real reason for doing it. It just happened. "Well, there was this knot the vampires never dealt with too much. Hepitut had shown me a lot of Earth symbols, but never really explained the knot. It's such a beautiful knot. Rebeckah and I were very bonded. Her choosing me was so special and I was in love with her. I was playing with her nipple to please her and just drew the knot on it out of my head. It was an Earth ceremony that bonded us and the knot just popped into my head." He gave Becka a kiss on her neck. The fondness of the memory was too much to not do something about his feeling for her. "She just enjoyed things so much, I had to draw it again on her other nipple. It was giving her so much pleasure. I thought it was some kind of love knot or something. The only thing I knew to do to send her into deeper pleasure was to draw it on her clit. It was an exotic bonding. We discovered we were married from Mantha. Well, it was more complicated than that. I found out from Mantha and almost blew things up by not telling Rebeckah. I thought Mantha wanted me to not shock Rebeckah with it and almost blew it. Luckily I didn't though. Rebeckah forgave me and now we are just so much more bonded." He felt he gave the pertinent details to Litha. It was an Earth ceremony, he wanted to please Becka, and the knot had just done something curious to Becka to give her pleasure. It was simply irresistible to not continue pleasing Becka. Becka was his life really.
He thought on the prophecy. "Hepitut was a mentor to me after I lost a close childhood friend and lover. He showed me many things over the years. He told me once that vampires were a dead race and only possessed knowledge for the Earth. He said vampires would be replaced by life in time. Until then, vampires had the responsibility to just carry on knowledge and wisdom from the past. He keeps a lot of prophecies in his tomb, but he never showed me the tomb and never really told me the prophecies it contained. He always told me the future was no worry as long as I was true to the Earth. He said I didn't need to know what was prophecy to be true to the Earth. For that reason I obey Earth law, what I know of it."
Alex mulled over the prophecy in his mind. The first line drew a complete blank for him. He laughed. "Unless I'm supposed to send Thanatos a ray of sunshine, I have no clue what the first line means of the prophecy. Thanatos is older than me anyway. I could never stop him. Hepitut has never been able to find him either." Thanatos had always been a thorn in the side of vampires. Alex would not have been surprised if he didn't have something to do with Vlad's revolt, but there was never any evidence and Thanatos was always never to be found. Alex had only run into the vampire once over five thousand years ago and Hepitut had warned Alex never to deal with him. The few that knew him knew he was pretty much the vampire bane.
The second line was odd. "The second line seems to be related to what Hepitut said about vampires no longer being needed. Who the twins are and what blood might get rid of us is lost on me. The mother of life sounds like Earth to me. I don't know what the father of death is supposed to be." An odd thought shot through Alex's mind. "I wonder if Hepitut is Thanatos's sire..." A confused look crossed Alex's face. The two were so diametrically opposed in philosophy. The idea of them being the same blood line seemed impossible. What made him wonder was how Hepitut had warned Alex to avoid Thanatos. It couldn't be true though. Hepitut would just summon him up and make sure Thanatos was destroyed if that was the case. Becka had escaped Nicholai though. He wanted to ask her how, but was loath to bring up a bad subject with her. The last time Nicholai had come up, their wedding night ended a little rough.
The power of the three was odd. "Well, Rebeckah, our child, and me are three for the fourth line, but that makes no sense. Rebeckah and I are vampires still. The sun burns us. We can't go into the sunlight. There is no way the three of us can have anything to do with that unless we make some new discovery or change. The last line seems to reek of what Hepitut told me. Vampires are going to be obsolete. Maybe vampires are all going to morph though. Maybe we will be able to enter the light one day." Alex got a little excited by the idea. Maybe their child would have the same chance at love Rebeckah had made possible for her and Alex. Maybe there was hope after all.
Alex frowned. "I don't know. Things just aren't adding up. My ideas seem off. I can find gaping holes in all of my guesses and thoughts." He hugged Becka tight. His right hand absentmindedly moved to her lower tummy. There was a chance for love for their child was the biggest thing the prophecy told him. That hope burned true, even if he didn't understand.
"It's still creepy my name is an ancient Greek name for love and Thanatos is named after the Greek god of death." It really bothered Alex just how on target the two names were. They were even flying to pick up the ankh. He didn't have to give Thanatos a ray of sunshine, he could give him the ankh. He seemed to go pale. "I could give Thanatos the ankh though." Was that true? Did he have to face Thanatos or was Thanatos going to come looking for them if he found out Becka was having a child. Thanatos had creeped the hell out of Alex. He didn't want that vampire anywhere near Becka. He hugged her tighter and gave her another kiss on the neck.
Litha blinked at first then a grin spread across her face and a belly deep laugh suddenly erupted. “Oh my… Becka… he blushes… oh, oh.” Finally getting herself under control, she listens to Alex intently, but a bit less intensely and seriously. When he finally finishes she is thoughtful for a long time.
Becka looks up at Litha then at Alex, catching the fade of his blush. She smiles and him and gives him a nuzzle with the top of her head under his chin, then goes back to working on the drawing. Each time Alex kisses her a smile will briefly appear taking over the frown of concentration.
“So it was as if you were compelled. Interesting. Sounds to me as if Mother Earth is definitely taking a hand in things. Mantha? Becka’s twin?” She blinks with startlement. “What do you mean exactly? Isn’t she… Ooohhh. So the Spirit World is involved as well. Hmm, this makes things interesting.”
“Both of you are part of the Prophecy…” Litha trails off again thoughtful. “Hepitut. That name is familiar sounding.” She frowns briefly but then continues on. “Twins. Could Becka be carrying twins you think?” Her fingers start tapping as she continues to think, a bad habit of hers.
“Who is Thanatos?” Litha sighs a bit. “No I don’t think beyond the bringing forth of children, you two are are central to the Prophecy, but I could be wrong… I’ll have to talk with Narkel soon and see what he thinks with the added information. ” She cocks a brow at Alex’s translation of his name. “I thought Alex meant defending men…” She shakes her head. “I wouldn’t give this person anything of power.”
She stops as Becka turns the laptop around and shows her the Knot. “This is what the Celtic Fertility Knot generally looks like. There are some variants, but this is the one Alex used. It is the original design.”
Litha’s eyes widen. “Save that so I can send it to Narkel.”
“I have.” Becka nods and hands the laptop back to Litha. She then settles back into Alex’s arms and smiles up at him as she places her hand over his on her tummy. She had felt his unease over something to do with this Thanatos, briefly she wondered if she should push him for why, but decides to hold off for right now. They had enough to sort at the moment without adding more to it. She looks over to see Litha already tapping away on her keyboard. She shakes her head and looks back up at Alex with a mischievous smirk, but behaves herself, for now.
Alex realized Litha didn't know his real name. "My name is Agathon, Litha. Alex is just something modern sounding." He kissed Becka's neck again. Her tummy beneath his palm gave him a kind of peace. She was a mother and had afforded him becoming a father with her love and trust of him. It was too grand to fathom.
Mother Earth definitely had everything to do with this. There was no real science to it that he knew of. The blessing of Becka's sister was undeniable. Some odd links and powers had come together. Somehow their love was strong enough to catch the attention of life itself. Becka had come to be able to do it in so much shorter of a time than he had. For some reason it had taken him much longer to reach her maturity. Certainly the Earth had some reason for that. It was their lives but somehow they just belonged to the Earth. It was interesting to realize it.
If Becka was carrying twins that would be terribly interesting. It would certainly explain with the power of the three didn't make any sense to him. His guess would be invalid instantly. What were the three though? If they had twins, the names they had picked were greatness for the boy and wisdom for the girl. Could Sophia have been named after Becka's coming daughter and not herself? Sophia's revenge wasn't wise. He almost shuddered but held it back using the thought that Becka might have twins. Her beauty just seemed to keep growing.
"Thanatos is a very mean spirited vampire. He revels in killing. He feeds almost daily. Last I heard he was in China. His visage is...hellish." Alex remembered seeing him. His shape was Greek but things past that were off. "He has black hair and black eyes. It's like he's all pupil and no iris. The skin around his eyes is almost black as well despite the dark brown of his skin. He's tall at six foot four. His smile was the coldest I've ever felt. You knew someone was hurting or dead from that smile. There was nothing ever good that came from it. The ankh is a symbol of life. The one I have was forged long before my time and is pure etched with true form runes. It burns and destroys vampires as if it were the sun itself. If I ever gave it to Thanatos, I wouldn't tell him what it was. It was key to Sophia and I becoming head of our blood line. Serpham's blood line was all older and faster than us. The ankh was how we destroyed them and broke free. Serpham's wife used it on her husband to save me. Sophia and I used it to save Sophia. Old vampires are too fast. A stake is almost impossible to plant in their hearts." Even Nicholai had to get close to the stake to impale his heart. Otherwise he would have just faded to mist if Alex had tried to jump him from afar.
Alex couldn't help but kiss Becka with that look in her eye. His smile was an open one versus her mischievous one. Somehow the look set him off a little and his dick firmed a little. Becka would know, but she would always know. She could drive him crazy anytime she wanted to and it would be impossible for him to resist. He was wondering if he could even make her beg for sex for very long now. Her desires were so compelling to him.
Litha looks up briefly. “Oh, I see. Nice, I like that much better than Alex. Do you mind if I use it as well?” She went back to her laptop. Many “I sees.” “Mhmms.” and “Ahhs” showing she’s paying some attention to Alex’s words.
Becka’s mischievous smirk turns positively impish as she feels Alex harden slightly under her rump. She slowly rotates her ass against him. Her hands slowly move to wrap around the back of his neck. Once she has a good hold she pushes down and rotates a bit harder against him.
Alex was getting a bit flustered. "Sure... you can use it." Alex's cock hardened further with Becka's moves. He decided to take liberties with her openness with Litha. He bet Litha would be able to show attention a lot better too. His hand flipped down and then he peeled up her shirt quickly. His agile fingers even caught her bra and left her clothing sitting above her breasts. "Oops, better cover these back up." His hands took her breasts, cupping them and then giving them a message.
"So, Litha. I'm curious. Do you have any secrets on what Becka likes during sex?" Alex kissed Becka's neck again this time, but his lips and tongue traced into her flesh with gentle presses. His hands slipped and he caught her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "If you have special intelligence on these beauties, you better let me know before the child monopolizes them on me." His lips descended on her ear instead of her neck this time. A softly whispered, "I love you" was followed by his tongue playing on the ridges of Becka's ear.
Litha’s head suddenly snapped up and her nostrils flared as she detected Becka’s arousal at Alex’s actions. Her eyes widen slightly as she sees Alex’s hands over Becka’s breasts. Her eyes started changing to that lovely teal color again and she snapped the laptop closed after hitting the enter button. “Actually, Agathon, I know many secrets about Becka and sex. We’ve teamed up many a times.”
Becka gave a throaty chuckle at both Alex and Litha. Her back arched into Alex’s hands and her hips moved a bit faster against his groin with the touch of his tongue and the movement of his hands. “Mmm, yes we have dear friend, as well as had a few fun times on our own.”
The laptop was tossed to the other end of the couch as Litha grinned at Becka. “Mmm, those in particular are very sensitive, and very much enjoy being handled and suckled. It will be interesting once the child or children come along.”
Becka paused and made a face. “Oh that’s just yuck, Litha.”
Litha chuckled now. “Oh, I didn’t mean the child itself. I mean at how sensitive or not they will become. Some loose all sensitivity with nursing, some do not. And some get off when their Mate nurses as well.” She licked her lips and watched as Alex held Becka’s nipples between his fingers.
Alex smiled. "Maybe you should show me, Litha. Maybe I better let the pro do the nipple work and I'll play below while you teach me." His fingers gave a parting gentle pinch to Becka's nipples. They then started feeling their way down her breasts and stomach. Each hand took a turn circling her lower tummy. The smooth skin seemed to feel somehow sexy and sacred at the same time now. His fingers worked open her jeans. His tongue played on with her ear for a bit before giving it that soft breath of air to cool the gentle layer of saliva on her ear ridges.
With Becka's pants undone, his fingers continued to her mons. "Would you peel those off for me, Litha. You know how beautiful this body is and I would hate to deny our eyes a square millimeter of it."
This was going to be positively delicious. With Litha working Becka's upper body his hands and dick would be free to roam. His left hand retreated over Becka's left hip, giving it a gentle squeeze before departing to undo his pants and underwear. His right hand cupped her sex as his middle finger gently caressed her crevice and soft petals. He whispered into her ear. "You are the center of this pleasure my love." His tongue went back to teasing her ear with his lips and tongue as he worked his hard shaft out of his pants.
Litha pounced, needing no further invitation. She yanks Becka’s pants off at Alex’s request, and then quickly had Becka’s shirt off and her hands roaming and kneading Becka’s breasts. Her head drops to Becka’s left breast and easily captures the nipple between her teeth and nips it rather roughly, her left hand rolls and pinches Becka’s right nipple just as roughly, and her right hand slides around to her back, between Becka and Alex. It glides up to the nape of Becka’s neck and grabs a fistful of her hair and tugs it down and back, making Becka arch more.
Becka jerked and moaned loudly at Litha’s attentions on her breasts, Alex’s licking and blowing, her scent suddenly filled the cabin strongly. “Oh, yes!” Her hips bucked against Alex’s hand as he played with her sex. Her body shuddered with the various pleasures assaulting her body right now. She was going to go off very soon at this rate. Her breathing became ragged as she drew very close to an orgasm.
Alex was surprised at the speed Litha moved on Becka and could feel the roughness of her sexual strike on Becka. His left hand moved very fast and pulled his erection out of his pants. His middle finger dove into her cunt and swiped a healthy dose of nectar before moving straight up to her clit. His hips rolled to run his shaft into her canal and jabbed her g-spot, feeding the rough texture yield and press into the head of his cock that was reacting to Becka's arousal. He could feel Becka's ass press into his lap. His middle finger pressed and circled over her bud, pressing it between her pelvic bone and his finger tip. His ass and hips started a fast jab into her cavity and the heel of his right hand pressed her lower tummy. He cried out feeling the pleasure and roughness of it all. The smell of her pussy juice filled his nostrils and fueled his thrusting jabs into her. His back arched in concert with hers. His stomach and chest pressed into her back and he could feel Becka's hair and Litha's yanking hand against him. His hand held her lap and pressed her ass, keeping the head of his cock caught in her g-spot. His thrusts never left contact. Instead they just pressed the wall of her canal catching her patch of bumps between the head of his cock and the inside of her pelvis.
This was starting a lot faster than he would have guessed. His brain was feeling an animal instinct to fuck Becka. Some back part of his mind wanted to fuck Litha as well. The deep animal call wasn't going to be satisfied until both of these women were dripping his cum from their cunts, and the smell of their nectar was fully intermingled with the smell of his cream. His mind called to Becka. "Rebeckah, I want to claim you both. You are the only one that can stop my from taking Litha next. Tell me what you want." Something odd was happening to him and he could feel it. Some feral call was crossing into him somehow. It was impossible to tell how much was him and how much was Litha. Something was telling him upon Becka's orgasm to pounce Litha though. She was going to feel his primal power and no matter how much she fought, Litha was going to feel the speed and power of his eight thousand years. He wasn't going to be able to stop it without Becka's help.
His approaching orgasm had something else approaching him as well. It was a howl his lungs seemed to be filling up to deliver. Mother Earth wasn't going to stop it. He was looking forward to fighting Litha to the floor. Visions of fighting her to her stomach and forcing her surrender clouded the intensity of Becka's pleasure with anticipation. The emotion was strong.
The instant Alex entered her, Becka came with force. She couldn’t stop it as it engulfed her in tidal waves. As Alex worked her clit and g-spot, her orgasm grew and expanded, becoming more and more intense with each of his strokes. Her hands moved frantically to Litha, trying to get her clothes off. Eventually she does, though not really aware of the fact as her mind is caught up in her release. Her hands roam all over the parts of Litha she can reach.
“Agathon, she wants you too. It is ok. I do not mind sharing you with Litha.” Alex’s voice penetrated her orgasmic hazed brain and she told him once more he could have her, she didn’t mind sharing him with her. After that she couldn’t think again as her body continued to spew her honey forth.
Litha helped Becka in removing her clothes. Fortunately her clothing wasn’t all that hard to remove, nor required her to break contact. She resettled herself more comfortably against the two she wanted more than anything at this moment. Her pussy came in contact with the back of Alex’s hand and her hips started to grind against that hand, bringing her fluids to start leaking out and her scent to fill the room along with Becka’s. A low growl escaped her as she continued to pleasure Becka’s breasts.
Alex's loins emptied into Becka at a bit of a crazy rate. His lungs let forth a howl of pleasure that seemed to send his senses right out with it. He felt the gate go up to go after Litha, but his cock was too busy emptying into Becka to do anything about it. He must have cum into her three or four times or even more. His hips and ass kept driving into her. His cock popped out her g-spot and fired more cream into the back of her canal. He was lost in a rut his mind couldn't clear. The second time he ejaculated onto Becka's cervix new sensations hit him.
He smelled his cum and Litha mixed with the powerful scent of Becka. It was overwhelming and driving. He felt Litha's pussy press against his hand on Becka's clit and lower tummy. The wet from it doused his skin. Her growl hit his ears at the same time. With Becka's blessing there was no stopping him now. The rut was intense despite having emptied into Becka more than he could even count.
His hands popped off of Becka and closed around the sides of the two women and the middle of Litha's back. He caught them in such a way as they were not crushed, but they were not going to break his grip either. His legs and torso thrust forward to lift all three of them up and send them toppling towards the floor of the aisle. His cock popped out of Becka in the motion as Litha landed on her back, Becka on top of Litha's stomach and chest and Alex on Becka's back. His knees came down and planted on the aisle, forcing their way to spreading both Becka's and Litha's legs apart. His hips and thighs lifted his weight off Becka as his hands came up and grabbed her hips.
Alex's motion was super-fast now. He arms moved Becka up in a flash, drawing her hips up over Litha's head until Becka's ass parked above it as well. His lust crazed eyes locked on Litha's eyes as his right hand came off of Becka's hip and grabbed Litha's hair on the back of her scalp. His left hand let go of Becka's left hip and crossed over to Litha's left hip with a very fast and very firm grip.
At this point Alex very roughly turned Litha over on her face and stomach. Her left leg crossed his thighs, while her right leg stayed off to the left of him. Moving incredibly fast, the front of his left thigh caught the front of Litha's left shin and pushed it aside as his moved between her thighs with a walking motion and shoved them open.
At that point Alex let go of her hair and grabbed Litha's right hip. Both of her hips were now caught with his cock dripping Becka's honey and his cum. His hips righted themselves to bring his torso upright. His arms yanked Litha's exposed pussy up and popped it roughly right over his cock with a primal grunt at feeling her canal encompass his shaft and stretch around the head of his cock. His arms started taking Litha's hips and using them to shove her pussy on his cock while his hips and ass pushed him forward as well. He grunted with pleasure at each thrust.
Litha’s juices flowed more heavily at the sound of Becka and Alex in deep pleasure. She very nearly whimpered as Alex’s hand removed itself from between her and Becka. The next thing she knew she was on the floor Becka on top of her looking wide eyed for a moment, mirroring her own expression she knew. Then Becka’s cum soaked pussy passed over her face, dropping some of the fluid it held to splatter Litha’s face. She quickly licked the splatters and closed her eyes in ecstasy and the sweet taste of the two of them combined. Next thing she knew she was being roughly flipped over and her heart shaped ass lifted into the air. Her juices nearly gushing out of her at this point. The moment his hardened shaft entered her tight cunt, she growled in deep pleasure. This is what she wanted, and finally she had it. The brutal assault driving her excitement to new heights.
As soon as Becka’s ass hit the carpet, she scrambled around to watch Alex and Litha. She blinked at Alex’s swiftness, and watched as he took Litha roughly and brutally. Her eyes sparkled with a fever as she watched them go at it. Her hands moved over her body, trying to add to her own excitement watching them. Suddenly Litha’s hands are on her hips and dragging her forward, very nearly giving her carpet burn on her ass. Litha’s head buried between her legs and she is soon licking at the combined fluids covering Becka’s sex. Each time Alex thrusted into Litha, it caused her face to bury deeper into Becka. Before long both women were cumming, their cries and scents heavy in the air of the cabin.
Alex was simply openly growling at this point. The orgasms of both the women combined with his own as his cum soaked into Litha. There was no counting the ejaculations. His body was simply producing more fluid and pumping it as Litha's canal pulsed and gripped his shaft. His hips descend and his chest came down on Litha's back. His neck craned forward while his mouth descended on Litha's right ear and bit it with his tongue playing madly on her trapped flesh. His right hand let go of her thigh and moved down to Litha's pussy. His ass and hips drew his cock out of her canal and plunged into Litha's exposed and undefended ass. He yelled at the penetration. Her ass didn't stand a chance to stop his honey and cum soaked shaft as he started wildly thrusting it. His right hand hooked his four fingers into Litha's canal flowing with honey and cum and his thumb started methodically pressing her bud. His right hand thrust her pussy with every slam of his pelvis into Litha's ass. The smack mixed with his growl and the cries of pleasure by the women. His thumb pressed Litha's bud with each thrust of his cock and fingers.
Alex was lost in a mad vortex of pleasure and lust. Hunger for meat started building in him steadily now as his body produced and pumped more cum into Litha. The trip was going to have to stay the night in Oklahoma City. Litha was going to have to order that hunt. With every thrust and emptying of his loins the hunger was starting to gnaw at his stomach. The back of Alex's mind called out to Becka. She was the only one that could reach him in this state. "Rebeckah! You are my love. Call me back!" Becka's voice was the only call to reason that could bring him out. He was going to turn feral at this rate. His mind cried out again. "Rebeckah, I love you! Rebeckah!" The smell of Litha's blood from her ear clouded him further as his tongue lolled over the flavor of it. Never in his life could he have guessed the intensity of a Lycan and Vampire sharing their orgasms with him and the mental effect it had.
Steve roused from his sleep with a start. His erection was almost painful against his pants as the cries of animal sex seemed to come from the cabin over the sound of the jet engines. It almost sounded like Alex was attacking and devouring the two women between his growls and their cries. He turned off the alarm, knowing he was solidly awake, but was afraid to go back and look. Whatever they were doing in the cabin sounded very messy and not survivable by a human.
A brief explosion of pain as Alex’s rock hard cock slammed into Litha’s ass over shadowed the pain of his bite on her ear. The pain though sent her into another spiral of pleasure, added to Alex’s hand pleasuring her scalding hot pussy, and she practically devoured Becka, teeth almost too painful on Becka’s sensitive sex. Finally, a man who could keep up with her and her tastes, and he was a Vampire, and belonged to another. Some days she wondered why the Fates had decided to make her practically immortal. They must have had a cruel sense of humor.
Distantly, through the haze of pleasure, Becka heard Alex’s call. It quickly put out the fire within her, as if it had been doused with a bucket of freezing cold water. She struggled briefly before managing to break Litha’s hold on her. She scrambled quickly and tackled Alex off of Litha, calling to him through their link. “Agathon! Stop My Heart! I am here! Agathon!” She wrapped her arms around him and hung on as if her life depended on it, since in a way it did.
Litha went to move on the couple and Becka’s head whipped around. She let loose a cry much like a great hunting cat at her friend. Litha jerked back and growled at her, but Becka snarled at her once more. A very clear ‘back off’ sound that anyone had ever heard. Litha slunk back to a safe distance and watched the two. Ever so slowly her eyes started to loose their teal color and return to their pale blue. Becka turned back to Alex, calling once more through their link. “Agathon? Lover, please return to me.”
Becka calling his name did indeed break the lust and pleasure that seemed to trap his brain. His growling stopped and the next thing he knew he was falling backwards just narrowly opening his mouth in time to keep from ripping Litha's ear off. "Thank you my love, thank you, thank you.." his voice echoed in Becka's brain. It was a gratefulness for releasing him.
Alex's body was limp. Aftershocks kept sending tremors through him and making his cock jump. His body instantly tensed at hearing Becka and Litha face off. The confrontation ended though, and Alex let his body relax again. He was very hungry. His tongue seemed to suck the blood from Litha's ear greedily without him even thinking about it.
His voice was a whisper now that barely overcame the sound of the engines. "Rebeckah., I love you. It's okay now. I'm just very, very hungry. We have to stop and hunt in Oklahoma. I have to kill and eat something. It's going to take a fair amount of meat, like a dog or fox or something." The hunger was gnawing at his stomach. He had to use his discipline to contain it and avoid the temptation to try to eat Steve or Litha. The taste of Litha's blood on his tongue wasn't helping, but luckily he had many years of experience to contain himself.
He figured both of the women were okay. Their confrontation confirmed that. "Rebeckah, I'm sorry. I didn't know that kind of encounter could have that effect on me." He didn't quite understand it. Perhaps the fact he was just so connected to Becka made the signals too strong. Her sensations were the first he couldn't contain and somehow Litha coming through Becka created an odd animal instinct come out of him. "Litha's Lycan spirit coming to me through you just seemed to make me go wild." He wondered if there was a use for that in conflict, but his mind had to work on calming his hunger.
His pants around his thighs were soaked in honey and his cum. Even the front edges of his shirt were dowsed. His arms reached up and hugged Becka while his lips kissed her. He broke the kiss and his voice was normal again. "Litha, we need that hunt in Oklahoma. Ireland will have to come later." He imagined the plane was going to need a good cleaning too. He had never ejaculated so much in his life. The cabin was full of Becka's , Litha's , and his sex smell. "We are going to have to figure out some safe sex as well." He laughed at that. At least next time he would know what might be coming and head it off before it stole him.
His mind reviews the sensations he was getting through his ear, his cock and nuts, and his ass. The pleasure had been intense and the residual pain was there despite fading fast. If he wasn't so hungry, he would have tried to seduce the two women all over again at remembering it all. The two were like a drug to him.
Becka held Alex close and she held him tight. She felt his hunger, her own echoed it, but nowhere near the strength of his. Hers was more like she could use a meal, but it wasn’t all that pressing, and might even disappear if ignored long enough. Becka could feel the tremors coursing through his body and she gave a quiet laugh after hearing him more hisself. She only spoke in his mind though for the time being to further ground him. “Are you well fucked now, my love?”
Suddenly Litha’s voice could be heard. “I am sorry. Are you two all right? I am so sorry.” She’d heard Alex’s comments and felt guilty for having brought this about. She rose up and walked over to her clothes. She moved a bit funny, but it didn’t stop her from her task. Once dressed, she grabbed her laptop and walked towards the cockpit. “I’ll get everything arranged Agathon.” She quickly disappeared behind the door.
Once in the cockpit, she didn’t say anything to Steve, she didn’t even look at him. She sat in the co-pilot chair and opened her laptop. Turning on her IM she quickly found that many in the local pack were on. She sent a message to one and soon was well on the way to organizing the hunt needed.
Becka watched Litha beat a hasty and guilt riddled retreat. She gave a quiet sigh and looked back down at Alex. “Gnawing hunger aside, are you sure you are all right?” She worried about him. She worried about Litha. And she wondered about herself. The excitement she’d felt watching Alex take Litha had been overwhelming to say the least. Normally she and Litha didn’t get onto rough sex when a male was in the mix. They’d tried it once, the results had been disastrous. It had reminded her too much of her time with Nicholai, and left her a gibbering mess. On the other end of the scale, until Alex, Litha was the only one to know her past near completely.
This time though, had Alex finished with Litha and came after her in the same fashion, she would have let him. She gave a slight shudder at the thought and suddenly let him go and scrambled up. Moving to her clothes, she started getting dressed herself. It took a bit since they had been rather scattered by Litha.
Alex returned Becka's embrace. His message came back to her in her mind. "It's okay my love. Just a lot of surprises. We will be able to do it again. It was just a case of not knowing what was coming and not being able to control it." He smiled and kissed her.
Alex raised his head at Litha's voice. "Everything is fine Litha. Don't worry. I just wasn't ready for the links and there is something going on with this hunger. Once I have the hunger properly managed next time will be properly controlled. It's going to be a fabulous hunt. Just you wait." He laughed again. The rut had been something else and he could still feel the drive. It was the gnawing hunger that somehow had him compromised. He knew he was going to have better self-control next time. It would just take some mental review and digestion.
Steve heard Litha come in and watched her get in the copilot seat. He wanted to talk about what he heard but was a bit afraid to. It had all been so sexy and primal. His cock was aching with desire and he regretted not taking Litha up on her offer in many ways, while being grateful he didn't in others. Something told him Litha might be impossible to keep up with for him. He was jealous Alex had the ability to.
Alex wanted to allay Becka's fears. "Yes. I'm pretty sure the hunger is what made my lust engulf me. It is just temporary mental weakness from lack of food. Well-fed I would have plowed through both of you without any incident. The drive is still in me. The hunger is preventing me from letting it out though. My body was starting to think of Litha and Steve as food."
Alex got up and started getting dressed with Becka. "Rebeckah, after I feed and the lust is back my body is going to be inspired to finish. Whatever we awoke isn't going to conclude until you both are done. Litha is part of the link and Mother Earth isn't breaking it without the two of you reaching fulfillment. You need to talk to Litha and let her know it's okay. Please let her know and I can participate if it will help. Also, you are both going to get ravaged after I feed. Some call of the wild hasn't been fully answered ." He laughed. He would have thought he was well fucked, but somehow the lack of meat left the fuck incomplete. "It's not going to break until you are both done. It hard to explain, but Litha needs to walk away satisfied and not with guilt. You two need to be ready. The hunger will be satiated and the drive to complete the fuck is going to hit. It's still here. The hunger and our love is keeping it checked for now. With the hunger gone, my desire to satisfy you is going to take it back over and the fuck is going to resume to completion. It's not worth stifling. It could be stifled but our links are alive. My love for you is going to be too powerful to prevent me from fulfilling it in you if that makes sense. If Litha is willing, I can explain it to her. The only thing that honestly went wrong was my not having eaten meat. Apparently ejaculation requires me to eat meat now. Well-fed I have the cum to finish what we started here and the strength to control it. The main reason I bit her ear that hard was the hunger."
Alex hoped he explained it. Fully dressed he felt the need to tell Becka one more thing. "You realize this is just an aspect of our sex life. Part of loving you is making it happen for you. You are not going to be continually ravaged, it's just a step we need to take in developing our union. It's just something that will happen from time to time from now on. Litha is just bringing us in touch with our primal nature. It's normal and not something for her to feel guilty about. How do you want to go about explaining it to her? Would you like me to tell her or do you think she'd be more comfortable hearing it from you?"
Alex sent her a mental message this time. It was between Becka and him. No one else needed to know it. "Becka, when it comes time to let the rut out and finish it, it is going to be up to you and I to control it. Litha's Lycan spirit has to embrace the animal. Figure out the strategy to manage me. At some point one of you is going to be spent and the other will have to take over surrendering. Be ready to call me over to the other. I'll be watching for it this time as well, but it's better having your help. It's the law of the rut, Rebeckah. I think you understand it and feel it too."
Alex was a bit anxious, but he was excited too. The alpha male in him was alive and a very special evening was happening. It was going to be his first hunt. Their three person pack was going to move together and have sex together in a way never felt before. Something told him it was an important lesson tonight. Something told him the new family Becka was about to create for them would need the skill to hunt.
Litha’s voice suddenly broke the silence in the cock pit. “What airport are we headed too, and what hanger?” She didn’t look at him, her eyes on her laptop screen instead.
Becka wrapped her arms around herself and listened to Alex’s words. She shivered now and again. Now that she was more rational and less sex crazed. The thought of him taking her like that scared her once more. Granted he’d been nowhere near as vile and evil as Nicholai would have been taking Litha, but still…
At his mental comments, she nodded and responded in kind. “I will help as best I can. And Agathon… I think… you should explain… to Litha... I wouldn’t… be able to.” Suddenly she makes a beeline for the bathroom on the plane. Once there she locks herself in and slides down to sit against the door.
Steve looked over at Litha. "We are going to OKC, Oklahoma City. We are using a private plane hangar on the south side of the strip. It's near Tinker Air Force Base if you are having trouble finding it." Steve felt Litha's unease with her not looking at him. "Look, I understand about Alex. Trust me, there is no judgment here. There's a crap load of jealousy, but no judgment." That was the only way he knew how to put things without coming across bad. Alex was Alex. Litha couldn't kick herself for that.
Alex was feeling all kinds of discord coming over the links from both Litha and Becka. He was getting a bit confused himself. The link had unleashed the encounter. It was a pleasure and fulfillment issue for the women. He just had not eaten enough to finish what had started. Before the encounter, the need to eat wasn't even that clear. Becka had gone from desire to fear. Somehow she lost trust with him and he had a feeling her past encounters with Nicholai had a lot to do with it.
Alex moved over to the bathroom door and knocked on it. Using his voice and not his mind he called through the door. Becka didn't need her privacy invaded at this moment. "Rebeckah. It's okay to be afraid and okay to feel it. Just don't make decisions based on fear. You are not going to get hurt. It was Litha and Steve that would have been in danger, not you. Frankly, I would have most likely stopped before hurting them even. You know I love you. You are going to come from the other side of this stronger."
Alex remembered his own rape by Serpham. Luckily he was a vampire at the time and just wasn't as vulnerable. Becka was dealing with a rape from when she was human. His feelings from her had been clear though. Her pleasure from the rough sex was intense. She was going to have to overcome her fear and get back in touch with that or it would control her instead of her controlling it. He had a feeling Mother Earth was doing this on purpose. His body was feeling her body succumb to the fear. It was probably contributing to the rut. There was a need to finish it properly. Becka needed to know that a rut was a connection and not an attack. She needed to feel it firsthand. Litha was probably feeling a lot of fulfillment from it and simply guilty she was the only one having that. The conclusion was needed to bring about peace. Mother Earth had made it that way. It was simply the law.
Alex used the link formed with Litha by his consummation with her to reach her. "Litha, the sex only broke because of my hunger. We will feed tonight. After we feed, the pack is going to be fulfilled. Don't feel guilty. The only problem here is I didn't realize I needed food now for sex. The hunt will put it right, but the rut must be followed as well. I will need your help to bring Becka back into the rut to complete it. You understand this best. If we block this now, it just gets harder to unblock later. We can fulfill it now when it is easiest or have to face it later when it isn't so safe. Rebeckah and I are new to living laws. You are teaching us important things about hunger and the hunt. You are a great blessing to us Litha. No one else would have been willing or able. Come talk to me when you are ready."
The good news is they were still on safe ground. This wasn't Europe. Alex's hope was the hunt and subsequent bonding was going to heal the turmoil the women were feeling. If only he had eaten before the ride. The trip to Ireland seemed more important at the time. The change in them had turned out to be the real urgency. He wondered what Dancing Water would have taught him. Litha would teach it almost as well though. This was probably an important growing experience for her.
Litha tapped some keys as Steve gave her directions. She then snapped the laptop closed and finally looked at Steve. “You understand nothing! You are Human, thus fragile, and cannot understand.” She stops suddenly and blows out a heavy sigh. “Look, I’m sorry. Just forget it.”
Becka didn’t hear Alex as he spoke through the door. She was too busy trying to fight debilitating memories. She had to get over these fears of her past. They were not conductive to her future. She felt a part of her finally awakened by the experience tonight with Litha. And she knew if she was in such a situation again, she’d allow Alex his way. She loved her mate, trusted him utterly and completely. It was herself she didn’t trust.
Litha actually breathes a sigh of relief at hearing Alex’s voice suddenly in her head. She bolts out of the cabin as if someone set her tail on fire. She didn’t even question the strangeness of hearing him in her head. She still felt guilt for driving Becka as she had. They never ever were so passionate when a male was involved, not since that one and only time. But the escape from Steve was too much of a relief for her and she practically bounded into the cabin.
“The hunt is set up. They will be waiting for us when we touch down.” She stopped and frowned. His words finally sinking in and she back pedaled while shaking her head. “I can’t do that to her Agathon. I shouldn’t have this time.” She looks away and folds her arms over her chest. “I should have been more careful. We do not get so passionate when a male is in the mix with us. I know better. Damn it!”
Litha is the picture of pain, hurt, and guilt. She finally moves away to sit near a window. Closing her eyes, she leans her forehead against the cool glass. A whisper floats from between her lips as tears spill from her eyes. “I am a horrible friend.”
Alex was stuck. He didn't want to invade Becka's brain at this moment, but she wasn't responding to his words either. Litha was needing attention too. Plural relationships could get so complicated and he was feeling the brunt of it. This one had to be seen through though. Something told him there was no backing down. He trusted his feeling on that one.
Litha's relief was nice but her sadness was not good. Alex moved up and sat next to her. His hand reached to her arms and gave them a soothing stroke. "Litha, you aren't going to understand this, but you have to do it for her. I have to do it for her. She is never going to be able to trust herself if we don't do it. It's a sacrifice we have to make. You are a key friend. Rebeckah and I have to eat now. We have to learn to manage blood and meat hunger. You will show us the hunt. As you see, our sex factors into the hunger now. Somehow my meat hunger is tied to my passion. Litha you are the one to see us through this new challenge. You are going to have to let the rut finish this time and you are going to have to take the lead submission. You are probably going to have to resist as well. Becka needs to see it is okay and that she isn't the only one that feels it. She needs to see she can do it too and that it isn't going to diminish anything between her and me. Don't give up on me just because food got in the way. We are going to fix my hunger and see things through to fulfillment. This next time will be different Litha. When I'm fueled the two of you will have to cooperate. The two of you will give out before I will. The only thing that will be different is I won't thirst for your blood. It will go correctly this time. You just uncovered a weakness we need to beat. I've seen it before in Rebeckah. She needs the confidence boost of completing the sex. Can I count on you Litha? Are you going to be able to hold up when I don't give out? I think you'll be surprised. Becka is going to be happy to lure me off you when you are spent. It's going to work."
Alex sent a mental message to Becka. "Rebeckah, I love you no matter what. You could hate me and I'd still love you and you know that isn't going to happen. It is okay. We are going to work through this. As your husband you will have me for whatever it takes with my full love."
The plane started to descend. They were getting close to landing. The hunt was probably going to be easy. It was post feeding time that Alex was worried about at this point. The challenge was laid forth though. Alex had a feeling this thing in motion was as unstoppable as Becka's pregnancy.
Litha turned her tear stained face to Alex. “Agathon, how? How can you be so sure this is what she needs? That it will help and not make matters worse? I know what happened to her, why she acts as she does with stuff like this.” She shakes her head. “I don’t know Agathon. I just don’t know if I can do it. I have hurt her enough already.”
Alex’s voice finally broke through Becka’s mental torment. “I love you as well Agathon. I always will, even if we grow to hate each other. But maybe… maybe next time… I should… just… just be elsewhere… when you two… couple.” Becka closed her eyes tortured. Part of her desperately wanted Agathon to take her as he’d done Litha tonight. But she couldn’t just let him do that. Maybe if they were able somehow to recreate the tensions of tonight, she could… But she was terrified to even get that far.
Both women felt the plane descending and tensed. They would hunt soon. And after… who knew what would happen after.
"Litha, I don't know how old you are, but there is a universal truth. It is okay to feel fear, but never good to react to it. Fear has to lead to curiosity and understanding. Letting fear lead to inaction and anger is the wrong path. It is painful to move out of fear. Her hurt is natural and will pass so long as we have the courage to show her. The fear is going to give way to her understanding her personal strength. It is best we as the ones who love her breach this fear. If we fail, someone bad will do it and terrible consequences will follow. We have to help her face her fear, Litha. I need a friend to help and you are the only one I trust with such a burden. Please help me with this." Alex really did need her help. One-on-one had failed on their wedding night. Tonight felt ripe.
Alex's mind reached out to Becka's. "Rebeckah, there is no point in sex with Litha without you there. The three of us started this. You know the three of us have to end it. It is you that I must physically own. You know this. Certainly you can feel it between us. My body isn't going to be satisfied with physically owning Litha. You are the one that completes me, Rebeckah. It's going to be hard, but I've faced worst and pushed through it. You know about that already. This is going to be a lot easier and you are far more valuable. It would be fatal to just give up now."
Alex spoke to Litha again. "Litha, you are so vital on this. Your part of it is necessary to allow Rebeckah and I to get through it. All I can do is beg on her behalf."
Alex felt the tension of the women. It was a tough cliff but the three of them should be able to climb it. He wished he had had a full stomach when it started. They would have been past this already instead of drawing it out. He wasn't going to back from the challenge though. The less fear Becka had to carry, the more free she would be and that was what he wanted most for her.
Litha sighed. “I am old enough to be Becka’s Great-Grandmother thrice over, when she was human. I know Agathon, I know. But you also have to understand. You weren’t around back in the days of Frisco’s founding. You didn’t ever meet the Becka of then. Always looking over her shoulder, jumping at shadows, the fear that used to envelop her almost a physical thing. She was so vulnerable, fragile, that the pack instinctively and collectively took to protecting her, even from herself.” Litha gives him a quiet smile. “I look at Becka now and am amazed how far she’s come, but I still see that Becka of long ago peeking out now and again.”
Alex’s words made Becka’s body run hot and cold. While she was turned on by the images and thoughts he provoked, she was still so very terrified of the outcome. She suddenly felt as if she was going to be sick and scrambled to the toilet.
Finally Litha sighs. “Agathon, I will try to help you, but I cannot make the promise you want me too. A lot will depend on Becka.” She turns away and watches out the window as they descend on Oklahoma City and another stage of their destiny.
Alex smiled at Litha despite his sensing Becka's distress. "You never have to promise me anything Litha. A try is worth it and you are right, if Becka needs to back off, we will let her. Neither of us wants to see her fail."
Alex moved up over to the bathroom door. He knocked. His mind pressed to hers. "Rebeckah, you've locked me out. Please unlock the door. You need some comfort right now. We are almost to the ground and the motion sickness won't add to your panic. I love you. We will get through this."
Alex hated being locked out by Becka. Forced separation was bad, but forced separation between a married couple instigated by one of them was a severe dent in trust and communication. Becka was going to be in danger of sinking herself if she did this. More than ever, he wanted Becka out of her own prison, but knew it would take time.
Steve guided the plane in very easily. The Cessna was incredibly easy to fly with its excessive power. When they landed he could get the flight plan finalized to Ireland. He had not been told about the change in plans yet.
Litha watched Alex walk away. To have a man so understanding and caring… Becka was so lucky, but she deserved such as he, hell, she needed such as he. She hoped what Alex wanted to do would help Becka, but more, she hoped Becka could survive what Alex wanted to do.
Becka squatted before the toilet. Her stomach and body finally settling, until Alex knocked on the door. She tensed until she heard his words. Slowly she relaxed and rose up and moved to the door. Unlocking it she stepped out and into his arms. “I am sorry, Agathon.” Her voice was a whisper, and sounded so lost and confused.
Litha looks away, allowing them as much privacy as she can while in decent. If she could, she’d move to the cabin, in spite of Steve being in there. She looked out the window and thought again about their sexual encounter. She could feel herself growing warm between her legs. Something about Alex had triggered the lust in her from the first time she’d seen him. And never mind him being one of the Elder Vampires. And when she finally discovered that Becka wanted to claim him at the Gather, her desire grew in leaps and bounds. She closed her eyes and sent a feverent prayer to long forgotten gods and Mother Earth to help them through this.
Alex felt Litha's desire rising again. That was good for after their feeding, but for now it had to wait. He blocked his body from responding to it. He returned Becka's hug with a sincerely loving one. "You have nothing to be sorry for Rebeckah. You let me love you and that is the thing that counts in the end. Your return love makes this marriage a truly beautiful thing."
Just as their love made the whole encounter earlier safe, their love was going to help Becka through her fear to reach the other side. Becka craved that bond between them. He remembered her feelings on their wedding night and how bad she wanted Alex to take her. Even in this last encounter, he had felt her desire. It was a natural evolution of their relationship. It was almost laughable he had been so leery of involving Litha in their sexual relationship. She was such a lynch pin to it now. The Lycans were playing a huge role in their marriage and he could see why the prophecy was so important to them. The Lycans understood the price of life and it was up to Becka and Alex to embrace it.
Steve was glad for his arousal. It was keeping him wide awake for the approach. He wished he could sleep at home tonight being so close. He figured this was why Alex paid him the big bucks though. His wife would give him hell, but she would find ways to spend the money all the same. It was a funny dance, but it was comfortable and loving.
As the plane came down, Alex supported them both keeping balance with the landing. His agility was spooky to most. Few could out balance him. Ages of practice and naturally building ability had made him extremely in touch with his body. Becka was the one opening the new doors he had not crossed with it before. She was going to give him so much more strength it was even spooky to him. "I love you so much, Rebeckah."
Steve brought the plane to a swift but smooth stop before taxiing to the hangar. He started pulling out his personal car keys thinking Alex would want the Camaro over the company pickup.
Alex was ready to go give Steve the change in plans. "Come on my love. Let's go tell Steve the layover is going to be longer. Just think, you'll get to see my mansion." He smiled and winked at her. His house was nothing more than a two story one. It was hardly a mansion. The basement was his hiding spot and the house was little more than a library to hide his tomb.
Becka hugs Alex tight as he talks. “I love you, Agathon, but I am failing you.” She sighs, and moves away with a nod. “Sure. Does he live around here?” She moves towards the cockpit and Steve. As she does she doubles over slightly as her stomach suddenly growls loudly. She turns her head towards Alex, eyes wide. “I’m… I’m hungry?!”
Litha sat still, not wanting to break their moment. It wasn’t until the growl like sound and Becka’s statement did she turn to look at them. “Hurry then. The pack is here waiting. They will take us to hunt.” She rises up and moves to open the exit door. Though she doesn’t really know how, she can probably figure it out.
Alex send a calming to both Becka and Litha. "Okay, we have to put Rebeckah's coffin in the company truck for Steve first and then we are off to the hunt." He opened the cockpit door. "Steve, we don't have a lot of time. We are flying to Ireland first thing next dusk. The women and I are going on a hunt and will stay at my house during the day. Meet us at the house and we'll take the coffin in so you can get home."
He moved over to the cabin door and helped Litha finish opening it to deploy the steps. He took Becka's hand and guided her down before moving to the ramp and lowering it beneath the belly of the plane. He stepped up the ramp and gathered the coffin as the plane powered down and Steve made his way over to the company van opening it. Alex easily lifted the coffin and brought it to the back of the van, patiently awaiting Steve as he hurried to open the rear doors. "Thank you Steve," he replied with a thoughtful look as he gracefully put the coffin into the back of the van. "We will see you at the house then."
Alex gracefully trotted over to Becka and Litha, giving Becka a kiss on the lips. "Let's go hunting then shall we?" He smiled despite his gnawing hunger. His body was already anticipating running down food and killing it swiftly. His link with Litha was active, searching her thoughts and memories of hunting. Anything that came across he sent to Becka, holding her hand as they trio hurried on their way under Litha's lead.
Litha practically bolted out of the plane. She skipped down the steps to keep her balance in her hurry. She moves up to some people standing off to one side. She speaks to them while Alex loaded up Becka’s coffin. Becka drifted down the steps and waited somewhere in between the two. Her arms wrapped around herself, and looking lost.
When Alex approached, she kissed him back and was easily drawn along with him to Litha. Litha turned as they approached. “This is Eagle. He will takes us to their hunting grounds and let us loose. Come.” She turns and follows the others to a waiting vehicle. Eagle and Litha jump in the front, leaving the back for Alex and Litha. The others head to other vehicles and leave.
After Becka and Alex get in and somewhat settled, Eagle takes off. He drives much like Alex and has them whipping around corners and soon headed out of town. Eagle says something in a Native American tongue and Litha answers with a shrug. He shoots her an odd look, but then looks back at the road and lapses back into silence. Before long he comes to a halt on a side road. Litha turns and looks at Becka and Alex. “We’re here, come on.” She exits the vehicle and waits on the other two. Becka scrambles out and is soon standing beside her. She looks out over the plains as she waited.
Alex greeted Eagle. "Hello and thank you for this help, Eagle." It was nice to be peacefully next to Becka, but her passive nature told of the hard emotional struggle she was facing. Alex kept pace with the rush now. There were no humans to keep pace with. His gnawing hunger was a bother, but he kept sending calming thoughts to Becka for now. He slipped in the back of the cab with Becka, keeping a hold of her hand and watching her face. He wished she didn't have a storm she was holding back. Hopefully they would be able to turn that around. It seemed more uncertain to him now though.
Alex took care to help Becka keep her balance during the wild ride. He felt guilty enjoying it while Becka worried away. Alex listened to Eagle speak. He guessed it was either Sioux or Algic, but could not be sure. He didn't really use American languages much and he was out of his expertise. He felt a bit embarrassed.
When the truck stopped, Alex wasted no time at all. Hunger like this was usually only because he was on hard times. This situation had just sneaked up on him. It was unpleasant and he hoped to get on a normal meat schedule. Alex stuck by Becka. He asked in in a mental link. "You don't think they'll mind if we strip for this do you? I want to be able to shape shift." Alex felt his hunger pressing. He hoped there wasn't a long ceremony before this hunt.
Eagle said something again to Litha and she shook her head and replied once more. He said something and Litha nodded. He gave a nod to the three and then drove off. Litha turned to Alex. “No, many of us like to hunt naked for whatever reasons.” She started stripping herself. She quickly folded her clothes and laid them on a small boulder close by. “Leave your clothes here. Eagle, or someone, will be back just before dawn to pick us up.” She moved over to Becka. “Come on Becka. I know I fucked up, but trust me on this. Hunting without clothes is far better.”
Becka shook her head, causing Litha to think she wasn’t going to undress, or trust her. It wasn’t until Becka’s voice softly floated in the air that she realized that wasn’t the case. “You didn’t fuck up. Knock it off.” She quickly undressed herself, folding the clothes and laying them on top of Litha’s. “What are we hunting anyway?”
Litha shrugged. This is Pack Land. They keep a bit of everything that once lived here. There’s a herd of buffalo somewhere. Coyotes, jack rabbits, some plains deer… I think it will depend on what we stumble on first. Unless the two of you have a preference…” She watched Becka wrap her arms around herself once undressed, a clear sign the girl was uncomfortable and unsure. When Becka shook her head, Litha didn’t press. When Becka was like this, she’d end up lashing out, frustrated with her current emotions. Litha looked to Alex instead.
Alex wasted no time getting undressed and adding his stack to the others. "We are going to need something of relative size. All three of us need to eat and I'm starved. Maybe a small deer or a larger coyote will do." Alex walked up to Becka and stroked her bare back. He hated seeing her like this. His eyes peered over the plain. His hunger seemed to focus him. His body was ready to run something down and kill it. His mouth was ready to rend and tear.
"To set the record straight on fuck ups, it was me. I got involved in an activity I wasn't fed for. It was an accident. It won't happen again. We are here to fix that. Rebeckah, I'm going to move with you. Litha, you are going to have to take point because this is all new to Rebeckah and me. Feel free to take down the target, Litha. It's your lead. There aren't any animals I can't make quick work of so I can pitch in and stop anything that might get away. If you need Rebeckah and me to gather something in, just think it. One of the consequences of sex is that I have three days of a mind link to you. You think it, I'm there on your lead. Frankly, Rebeckah can easily take animals out as well. I just don't want to go tearing across the plain and leave anyone behind. I'm certain I can keep up with the two of you. I won't need to shape shift for this beyond claws and fangs. It's just one of the big advantages of being so old."
He hoped he covered all the bases. Litha's uncertainty was odd to him, but he didn't really know hunting patterns. Maybe knowing the size of the prey was going to set the hunt off. He hoped so because his hunger was growing. He wished he knew the hunt. Litha probably instinctively took lead from the man in a hunt. Alex was afraid of doing something wrong or leaving the women too far behind. It was rather frightening how fast and silent he could move.
Alex's mind reached out to Becka's. "Relax, my love. Nothing is going to happen that you don't want to. It's not like I'll go feral and rape you. The whole time in the plane for everything your safety was tantamount. If Litha had done anything you didn't like, I would have moved on her swiftly and pinned her down. It takes more than full month to send me into blind feral rage. I'm nowhere near that." Alex had a feeling Becka wasn't telling him something key. It was Litha that Alex was afraid for before. The bite on Litha's ear had been a bit too aggressive. Her blood had tasted too good. If anything it was that bite and his hunger that had caused all this worry.
“A small buffalo would work for us as well. Coyote’s a bit… tough I guess it the closest to it. Becka can’t change, we’ve tried to help her, but…”
Litha is cut off by Becka. “Enough, can we just hunt? I am hungry.” Her words were punctuated by her belly growling rather loudly again. She didn’t really respond to Alex, her mind was already on the hunt. She’d hunted with the pack back home, and knew what was coming. The hunts back home had also taught her she could, if absolutely needed, survive off animal blood, for a short period of time. She’d just never hunted naked before, strangely enough. She’d never felt comfortable enough. And this hunt was different in so many ways.
Litha blinked then nodded. “Be my wing, Little Sister.” At the sharp nod from Becka and the ‘of course’ look, Litha moved a short distance away. She started to change. Her face elongated as did her arms and hands. She dropped to all fours and fur started sprouting everywhere. In a couple more heartbeats, a wolf stood before them. She was covered in pale blonde fur and the eyes were white. Her nose lifted and she scented. She howled next and was off like a shot.
Becka watched Litha’s change. She shivered, never really liking what they went through, it always seemed so painful. Her body was posed and tense, as Litha searched for prey. The same time Litha shot off, so did Becka at a slight angle, reading her body language so well. Mentally she called to Alex. “Keep up Agathon, she will leave us in the dirt.” Becka then set her mind to hunting.
Alex looked over his shoulder at Becka and left a small drop of spit in the air she would hit just after passing her. He arched off to Becka's side and kept in close formation with her. His mind recorded the pattern between Becka and Litha. He hoped his abuse of running power wasn't over the top, but Becka still seemed to think 500 year old speed was anything close to 8500 year old speed. She seemed to think it was a human thing where Alex was on a walker or something. His little stunt was to set the record straight.
He did settle into observing wing man after that. It was refreshing to know Becka knew the hunt already. That was one less worry. The contemplation over the meat source was odd. Alex was not hungry for a particular species; he just needed mammal flesh in his gut. Litha's dig at Becka wasn't really called for, but there wasn't much to do about it. Hunger was taking over and Alex was starting to get half a mind to snatch up the first field mouse he found and eat it whole.
Alex was just as fast on two legs as four. His fangs grew out and his finger nails extended to claws as he ran. It had been useful during the Vlad revolt to shape shift to a wolf, but he didn't much care for it. The mist was his big trick and he tended to handle the rest of his business in human form.
Becka gave a disgusted growl at being hit by Alex’s spit. In his mind he caught the displeasure from her tone. “Childishness is not wise on a hunt, Ancient. Now pay attention, Litha’s worse than a snake on twisting around.” Becka moved along easily. She stayed just far enough from Litha that prey could bolt between them, but was close enough that should prey do so, they could both catch it.
Litha suddenly swerved off into another direction, and Becka, in tune with her friend and the hunt, swerved with her. It was as if the two though as one. They loped along; eating up the miles until Litha suddenly came to a stop and started slinking along the ground. Becka dropped like a stone at the same time and wiggled through the tall grass as well. Finally both females come to a stop on a small rise and looked down.
The trio can see in a dip that there is a small herd grazing peacefully. The women scan the herd and by some unknown signal they single out a large buck. They move still on their bellies and start slinking closer to the intended target. Alex gets Litha and Becka’s voices at the same time in his head.
“Agathon, the large buck to the left of the herd and alone, the one with the limp. That is our prey.”
“Now is the time to hunt, my love. The large one with the limp walking away from the herd.”
The excitement of both women can easily be felt through the links. Their minds become fully engulfed in the joy of the hunt. That primal joy of hunting down something and killing it. Something every person has deep within, but most deny thinking themselves civilized.
Alex had to laugh internally at Becka's reprimand. It was a bit childish to think he couldn't keep up. The fact of the matter was he could out run both of them. He let it go though. He wasn't in the mood to philosophize with Becka with her mood like this. Instead he just held his position behind Becka off to her right and watched their patterns.
Alex went down with Litha and Becka. His moves practically matched Becka's with a slight variation to keep silent on his slightly different ground. When the women stopped he took the extra slinks to move up to the rise with them. He spied the herd immediately and then followed the women on the ground crawl.
The large buck with the limp seemed like a logical choice. He was confused why they just didn't charge it though. He would have just charged into the split sending the herd in one direction and the buck in the other. It would not be too difficult to catch the limping beast, jump and cling to its neck and slice open its carotid arteries with his claws. The beast would drop quickly and die within a minute. If Litha was fast to claim her heart, it would fade even quicker. It was uncertain to him what the women wanted to do though. The beast was sorely outnumbered just with him alone. Three of them was overkill. The beast had more than enough meat for all of them. He would let the women pick their meat first. He was just going to slice open and dine on whatever muscle mass they didn't choose. The heart was going to be Litha's by right. He expected her to take it and either eat it or feed it to Becka.
His mental link went out to the women. He was not going to steal their kill no matter how easy it looked to him. "I am ready to follow. Lead on." Alex knew better than to fear death or even killing. He already understood there was no life without killing and even realized his dependence on killing warm blooded animals. Even humans required it though a few managed to struggle by on just plants. Killing a plant was just as natural as killing an animal though. It didn't really matter so long as you didn't revel in the pain. It was why he usually put his human victims through intense sexual pleasure before feeding them. If dying could be pleasant instead of painful, that seemed very reasonable to him.
The women moved slowly and carefully, working their way between the herd and the injured target. There is a lot of pausing and waiting before they are finally in position, but they hunt in the Way of the Wolf. Never mind that they are supernatural creatures that could easily take down even the healthiest and fastest in the herd. The oldest members in every pack in the states learned from both the Natives as well as their relatives the Wolves on how to hunt proper. And every pack hunts in similar ways. They honor the Wolf, the Old Ways, and Mother Earth doing so.
Once in position, both women spring up running at the injured deer. There is enough of a gap between them for Alex to take up the center. The herd bolts in panic, as does the injured one. He crashes off into the night, the women hot on his heels. Soon the creature is cornered among some low lying boulders. The stag turns to face them down as they slow down and start stalking in.
Alex understood the ceremony the women were following, but he was upset at the panic they were creating in the deer. This was unnecessary pain and he knew it. The deer should have been dead minutes ago and out of pain. Mother Earth was disappointed in this. Alex was certain of that truth. There would be less blood to drink as the panicked animals heart spilled the precious blood into the dirt. The meat would taste rougher from the panicked adrenaline injected into its system. The wolf was doing its best, but they were not doing their best. They were holding back their gifts given from Mother Earth to kill with more peace. Alex was not going to fight the ceremony though. If they wanted to hold back and not use their skills, so be it. He stayed between the women a half stride back. If they wanted to behave like cats and play with the food, that was their business. When they were ready to move forward, Alex was going to cut those carotids and rip out the heart if Litha wasted more time. Panic was one kind of torture he would permit the women to ceremonially play. Pain was not going to persist with him.
His hunger was positively awful now. It was funny they were hurting themselves to hurt the deer. Religion always choked on dogma though. Even poor Mother Earth couldn't get its followers fully in line with life. At least the pagans seemed to have more of a clue. He supposed this pain for the deer and for Becka and him were a sacrifice to preserve the philosophy of life that people could not understand. He would bear it and die from it if he had to. Mother Earth could clean up the bones. He felt his spirit waning at participating in the pain of the deer and Becka. Sadness was taking hold in his heart. This was supposed to be a meal, not a cat batting a mouse. He refused to say anything. Reality was just reality. Pressing reality would just insult the Lycans. They had chosen something other than reality and he wasn't the vampire to fix that. He just knew his hunts were going to go differently. He was going to find the sickest or oldest, kill it quickly, and eat. Just as he found the worst humans, killed them in pleasure throws, and ate them. Somehow the Lycans threw a baby out with the bathwater. It was sad, because he had a feeling even Becka wasn't ever going to understand him. It was okay though. They would eat. Becka might even get out of facing the rut anytime soon. The spirit of it seemed to have died in him. The line had been crossed from pain for utility and pleasure and moved to pain for torture. Sadism was wrong and Alex would never endorse it, even in a hunt. This felt like the time Sophia wanted him to whip her. He did it, but it hurt like hell to do it.
He wanted to scream at the women to just finish it off already. Why did a pimp deserve a fast death and a deer get stuck with a slow panicky one? He was going to start crying if this didn't end soon.
The deer paws the ground and lowers its head, antlers facing out. Both women know all to well how dangerous the deer can be, even the young could kill a person with the right placement of a sharp hoof. The deer is no longer afraid. This is a time immortal ritual. The old, week, injured, and sick, fall prey to the strong, quick, and healthy. It continues the cirle so needed for everything to live. That doesn’t mean the buck will just lie down and bare its throat to the hunters, it will fight for its life, but it knows the inevitable outcome as well. It is the way of the Circle of Life.
The woman move with caution now, mindful of the antlers that the buck can so easily slice or gore one of them with. Suddenly the women move. Litha darts forward drawing its attention, and when the buck swings its antlers at her in defense, Becka moves like the hunting cat she was unaware that Alex compared her too. She grabs the antlers at the base of its head and drops her body oddly, twisting the neck and snapping it. She then scrambles out of the way as the deer kicks a few times in its death throes, before becoming still. A hiss is heard from Becka, and then nothing more as she stands off to one side, an arm across her body, her hand clamped over the other arm, looking like she is once more trying to hold herself together as the fever of the hunt starts to leave her.
Litha’s form alters once more, only into something half human, half wolf. She walks up to the still creature and slices the belly open. She then finishes transforming, and grins over to Becka as she digs in the cavity. “Good hunt.” Becka just nods, but says nothing. Litha’s smile falters a bit, and she turns her attention back to removing both heart and liver. Once she has both, she stands and faces East and raises a hand containing each part up in the air.
“Spirits of the East, we thank you for a successful hunt.” She makes a quarter turn and faces South. “Spirits of the South, we thank you for the meat we are about to eat.” Another quarter turn, and she faces West. “Spirits of the West, we thank you for watching over the pack.” A last quarter turn brings her facing North. “Spirits of the North, we ask you to continue watching over all life.” She then turns to the deer. “Thank you Brother, may your Spirit go in peace, knowing that with your life forfeit, others may continue to live and grow. Your Death will not be wasted.”
She then tears the liver and heart into thirds. She walks up to Alex and hands him a piece of each. “Eat and honor our Brother’s Spirit and Death.” She then takes pieces to Becka and hands them, to her. Becka takes the pieces stiffly with the arm being held. “Thank you Brother, for your life, so mine and my young may live.” She then eats both pieces together. It only somewhat curbs the hunger in her, but there was plenty more deer to eat.
Alex was grateful Becka snapped the deer's neck to kill it fast. He watched her move keenly. Snap a human's neck was easy, but he had failed to realize the deer's neck was a fast death as well. At least the kill was fast and not nearly as bloody as Alex's would have been. It was nice work. Alex thought about what he would do now. He had learned a powerful lesson. He wasn't sure if chasing the deer down in its panic was worth more than jumping on its back and snapping it's neck straight out though. That was something to discover later.
Alex listened to the prayer. It was a good prayer. That prayer would need honoring in times of peace. His mind recorded it.
As the meat came around, Alex didn't think he was truly part of the hunt. His part was to learn. Litha wanted him in on it though so he took the meat. His hunger made him want to devour it instantly, but he was still learning. Something told him to hold off eating. His eyes watched Litha take the meat to Becka. Becka's prayer was a good one and the fact she ate both together seemed expected. Alex spoke out loud to the corpse. "Thank you brother for feeding us." Placing the liver and heart together, Alex ate as well. His fangs and claws receded as he ate.
Alex's hunger seemed to increase at the consumption of meat. It whet his appetite if anything. There was nothing to do but wait though. What meat came his way was strictly a gift from Litha and Becka. There was no jurisdiction for him. The deer was large. They were not going to be able to finish this one off in a sitting. It was going to have to come with them unless Litha expected to leave the carcass behind.
Unease still filled Alex. The length of the hunt was simply too long. The feeling they had played with the deer before killing it still haunted him. Becka's somber state bothered him as well. There was too much pain and it seemed it was only going to increase now. Alex had felt the hunt would be something more efficient. At least Becka would discover her fortress was safe now. His unease seemed to have disrupted him at a level he really didn't want to get disrupted on. There didn't seem to be a route out of his disruption either. It felt like he was breaking and missing a key window to move forward.
Litha eats her meat as well and then pauses thoughtfully. “Normally a pack stays in wolf form while eating. No utensils needed. Um, since we’re all kinda without right now, care to do the honors of cutting the meat open Agathon?”
Becka steps forward and towards the carcass, her hand still holds her arm, only in the faint light, if one looks close, they can see blood running down her arm. She waits patiently though without a sound for the meat to be opened up. She really didn’t feel like just sinking her face into it and tearing chunks out. That part of a hunt always bothered her.
Litha moves over to the deer as well. She maneuvers it around a bit and points. Cut carefully here, the bladder is located there, and you don’t want to bust it. The meat will become tainted.” She looks up at Alex. “Otherwise you can cut pretty much anywhere else as you feel.”
Neither woman has picked up on Alex’s unease yet. Litha still caught up in a successful hunt, is more concerned with getting meat into the two suddenly hungry Vampires, and Becka… Well, Becka’s mind was elsewhere, thinking about things to the point of about driving herself insane. And trying to stop the flow of blood on the cut. It is deep, all the way to the bone. Several blood vessels have been cut and she is trying to get them back together before she bleeds out. In all her thinking, an idle thought dances through. She wonders if she bleeds out, if she will have an actual death, and what will the effect of her blood loss be on the unborn.
Alex smelled Becka's blood. "Rebeckah, you are cut. What is the meaning of not telling us this?" Alex's worry becomes deep. He pays no attention to the deer. He walks straight over to Rebeckah. "Have you rejected me? Do you mean to leave me?" Alex felt cut to the heart. His spirit sank deeper. She didn't even care about her children anymore. "The child too?" His tears started falling. They streamed down his face. Sophia had left him for revenge. He wondered what Becka left him for. "Drink my blood, Rebeckah. Please don't make me wait until dawn. It will dry up."
Becka blinks at Alex confused. “What? What are you talking about, Agathon? Where am I going to go? Except maybe back to The BoB. Child too? What?!” She looks at him oddly, not really understanding what he is suddenly carrying on about. “I am the one pregnant, yes.” She looked at Litha who’d rose up and drifted over with a confused frown of her own. “I though since I am the female, thus the one to carry children when a pregnancy is involved, that I was the one that was supposed to go hysterical for no apparent reason.” Litha raises a brow and shrugs and shakes her head, at a loss herself.
She does move closer and takes Becka’s arm. “Move your hand.” She notes it is slick with blood but not overly so. As Becka complies, she studies the slash across her arm. It starts above the bend on the outside and comes down at an angle ending below the bend on the inside. “He got ya, huh?”
Becka gives a one shoulder shrug. “Yeah I wasn’t quick enough, or he was quicker in death.” Litha notes that there isn’t much bleeding going on. “You’ve nearly sealed it. Finish up. Will you need to feed?” She lets Becka’s arm go and Becka grabs it in the middle of the wound once more.
Becka shrugs. “The deer’s blood should be fine, I’ve survived on such before.”
Litha gives a slow nod. “Yes, but you weren’t pregnant before.”
A startled look crossed Becka’s face about that fact. She slowly shakes her head. “I don’t know then.”
Litha sighed then turned to Alex. “Calm down daddy. She’ll be fine. She’s a big girl, if she needed us, she would have said something, I am sure.” She eyed Becka at that last, and Becka rolled her eyes and just nodded. “Now will you please cut open dinner? Becka despises buring her face in a fresh kill. Something about being beastly or something.” She shrugs at this last and Becka actually chuckles at Litha dressing down Alex.
Becka’s voice flitted through Alex’s mind. “I have not, nor ever will, reject you silly Ancient. I love you. Now can we leave future hysterics to the one who is actually pregnant? You are, after all, supposed to be the wise and calm Old Timer, as well as the Dirty Old Vampire in this relationship.” Becka’s humor is obviously starting to reappear.
Alex wasn't remotely amused. It was time for 101 in Vampire for these two he could tell. "Rebeckah, you will drink my blood now to secure the life of our child and I will survive off the deer blood. You don't need all of my blood to secure the wound anyway. This is not hysterics. This is simple first aid. Now drink please, dinner is getting cold."
His mind reached out to the two women. "Now, this is called a mind link. It is a very useful tool. You show someone who can deal with physical danger what to do instead of impaling yourself on a deer antler. Now, pay close attention, you are going to need the following information."
Images of incredibility skilled and dynamic ways to attack Alex started filling the minds of the women. Many were very well kept and practiced secrets of ancient Chinese Jiu Jitsu and Kung Fu artists.
Alex's voice returned. "Now, you are both going to try to hit me. For every blow you try with true skill and effort, I will cut dinner after Rebeckah takes the blood she needs from me to heal. For every blow you land, I will make five cuts. Now begin."
Alex remembered when Hepitut first started teaching him combat. There was no way to touch him. He caught every bite, blow, head butt and kick Alex could offer. Even after Alex was fully trained, the attacks could never really land. Hepitut just had to dodge more and catch the blows closer. There was no bluff here. His mind quickly reviewed Litha's butchering lesson. Not only were Becka and Litha going to see him dodge or catch every attack they had to offer, they were also going to see the deer get slowly butchered as they tried with the spare time he had directing his defense.
"Begin, ladies. You have taught me, now it is time to return the favor and learn." Alex had grown weary of them not seeing his value at all. He was rather looking forward to demonstrating that Old Timer meant snapping a neck without getting your arm cut open on a foolish chase that should have ended minutes ago while carrying precious cargo.
Litha cocked her head as the images flashed through her mind. When it was all done she shook her head at the rest of his words. “Interesting, but no. Becka is weak from loss of blood, and now you want her to spend what little energy she has left trying to teach us a lesson. Even after she drinks from you, she will still need time to recoup. No, maybe after our bellies are filled. Not now. I asked you to cut only to include you, but you aren’t the only one who can.” With that she turns away and moves to the deer, her form already changing to the half Were form.
Becka drifts up to Alex and looks up at him. In her eyes are hurt and anger… and second thoughts. Her voice when she speaks is soft, too soft. “Thanks, now I shall have Lycan fur all over my meat. You just couldn’t cut it and be done. You know. You are the father of the child I carry, I love you, though right now I am starting to hate you. Just because you are Old does not give you the right to dictate to me or Litha what we will do for meat fairly and properly caught. Shall I start calling you Master too? Or better yet, perhaps I should just call you Nicholai. Right now I see no difference. And except for our child, I am wishing I hadn’t met you.” She turns away and walks over to Litha.
She’d been working through what Alex had asked of her on the plane, she’d almost come to terms with the whole idea. The hunting had helped on some level, it too bringing her back to the primal state much as the sex had. But now… Right now she really wanted nothing to do with Alex. His current attitude showed her she’d been right all along in avoiding the Old Ones of her race.
"The Nickolai is the one playing with their food instead of killing it." The accusation of reveling in pain cut deep. Litha and Becka were not about to learn anything from him. His knowledge was useless.
Alex moved swiftly. His claws extended and cut the deer wide open avoiding the bladder. He deflected any attempt of Litha to cut. His claws rather just cut wherever she tried. In about ten minutes the corpse was cut into its limbs, skinned, beheaded with the muscle skewered on the ribs of the deer. He had lost and he knew it. The last gift he could give Becka was meat without fur on it. It was exactly what he did.
He could not believe Becka would not drink his blood. She had outright rejected him and anything he could offer. She would not revitalize herself on his blood. She would not rely on his prowess. She didn't want his love and would trust him with nothing. She even denied him recognition of being able to move with Litha. He started walking east covered in blood and defeated. Tears streaked down his face making the only lines free of blood on his face.
Hunger gnawed at him, but loneliness gnawed worse. He felt old this time. He was too old. Bigotry and revenge had won rendering him nothing.
Litha blinked at Alex’s swiftness. She huffed and changed back to her human form. But when Alex started walking away she narrowed eyes at him then Becka. She could tell Becka was upset. Very much, but she didn’t think this was any reason for Alex to walk away. “You gonna-”
“Fuck him and his ‘I’m better cuz I’m older’ attitude.” Litha reared back at that. She watched as Becka started to hungrily eat. Her eyes narrow again as she sees Alex’s retreating back, now distant from them. Suddenly she is off like a shot loping after him. She doesn’t change, she is just as quick in human form as any other. She tackles him from behind, causing them to tumble and roll and until she sits on top of him and glares down at him. Her voice is quiet, almost a growl as she doesn’t want Becka to hear. “Look Agathon. What is your problem suddenly? I thought you loved her? I thought she was your heart and soul? What happened to all those lovely words on the plane to help her? You two are having your first spat and you are going to walk away and leave her and your child behind? I thought you were a man, not an old self-absorbed Vampire. Do you love her or not? Talk to me, if you won’t talk to her.”
Alex didn't bother to resist the tackle. His eyes stared up at Litha, but could not recognize her. It was her smell and his link that identified her.
"She doesn't need me for anything, Litha. She's done with me. It's you here, not her."
Litha felt visions in her mind. The path to the house rushed past and the front door opened to a room full of bookcases. The carpet was burgundy and the walls a dark gray. Around the corner was a hall with a lone bookcase. The third shelf up had a work of fiction amongst a collection of non-fiction books. It slides forward and the bookcase slides to the left. Stairs lead down to a basement of stone. A large round bed with black silk linen is surrounded by candelabras. Off to the left is a stone. It has very old blood stains that only a vampire or Lycan could see. The stone slides out and a tunnel opens to the right behind the bed across from the stairs. Four stone steps lead down to a coffin. There is a stone to the right slightly off center of the wall with old blood. A longer stone is on the platform holding the coffin. The coffin is covered in Egyptian runes. The stone on the wall pushes in and pops out of the wall. The hole in the wall has a silk pouch holding something inside of it. The stone beneath the coffin does the same thing. except it's a drawer. A silvered dagger, three silvered cross bow bolts, a hand held crossbow, and a wooden stake with a metal handle are seated in stone carve outs.
"Name one thing I can give to her she would want. Things she already has don't count.
Litha sat back on Alex and just looked at him for many long moments. She shakes her head finally. “Your unconditional love. Damn it Agathon, you know as well as I do how screwed up she is. She may say she hates you right now, but deep down she really loves you. I’ve known her for a very long time now. She doesn’t act like she does with you with anyone else, not even me or Uncle Narkel and Aunt Dancing Water.” She smiles and shares a vision with Alex.
It is clearly at the Gather as the scene starts with her dragging Becka inside the Woman’s Hut. The scene switches to them and all the other women undressing and changing into the dance silks. “So, I thought you despised the Elders of your race, Little Cousin.” Litha is clearly fishing for information, and she was not prepared for the way Becka responded.
“I do! But Alex is so different. Hell, I have to call him Ancient just to remind myself he is one. It’s like we connected the moment we first met and spoke. The fact that he killed Nicholai, my Sire, is moot. Though he was so kind to me when I was all clumsy and a toddler just learning to walk.”
Litha studies Becka and notes the dreamy expression, and what she wasn’t saying. The girl was head over heels in love. And the funniest part was, she didn’t even know it yet. “Do you plan to claim him in the Dance?”
A guilty look crosses Becka’s face. “Um, yeah, might be the best way for everyone else to know he’s safe and no threat…” Her voice trails off and she busies herself with getting the silk on.
Litha chuckles. “You just want him around for a year, if he honors the Dance that is.” The guilty look grows making Litha smirk. Yep, the girl was definitely in love. “I have an idea to see how he might react to such a Dance…” Becka’s head sharply rising to look at her was all it took. Litha would help her friend catch the man. ‘Ok, here’s…” The scene finally fades.
“So you see Agathon, she’s loved you far longer than either of you realize. Something as stupid as a spat isn’t going to kill that. There’s something deeper than her sudden mood. She does that from time to time, it’s a defensive mechanism when she can’t cope immediately. She’d done it with me several times. As you can see, we’re still friends, and you two still love each other. What is really bothering you?”
Litha deserved the truth. "I didn't like the way the deer was played with. I know it's the way of the wolf, but we are more evolved than wolves. The deer didn't have to live in fear so long in its last moments. I could have been told how to take it down sooner and I could have done it without Becka being hurt. You both basically knew I was a loaded sniper rifle that just needed training for a merciful kill and left me in the dirt to use flintlocks that almost got the most important person in my life killed. Who knows what affect it could have on the second most important our child. I can understand her telling me to keep up like I'm not the fastest runner here. She just needed a false sense of arrogance to push me away. When she was finally hurt, my blood would have healed her very quickly. Instead, she opted for a potential loss of blood pressure to the child rather than touch my blood. Complete strangers drank my blood to recover from worse wounds than that during the Vlad revolt and she turns my blood away like I'm a dead man. This whole distance thing was created by the whole issue of our sex. You and I are now more bonded in actual sexual intimacy than her and I. She knows you put more trust in me and had wanted to overcome that hurtle. Now she doesn't. Knowing she doesn't has completely destroyed my will to overcome it. It's beyond a defense mechanism, Litha. It's a deep seeded hate for me. I trusted her with teaching me the hunt and she just threw me aside. I trust you to help me protect her. I put full trust in you to help her through the sexual intimacy. I put trust into her to love. I've tried everything to do things for her and none of it has been enough. Even now she writes me off as arrogant not even lifting a finger to see my sorrow or understand who I am. I have been paying attention though. She needs someone she can trust and she has demonstrated non-stop I am not someone she will trust. No trust is no love, Litha. You are wise enough to know this. I'll come back and do what I can, but if she can't trust me by now, I have no earthly idea how she is ever going to trust me. Even Sophia trusted me. She simply left me for revenge. Now Rebeckah has left me for bigotry. It's astounding and cuts me deep. She has turned me into a pathetic carving knife for dead deer. What am I to her and what can I ever be to her? It's like I'm just a sperm donor, and now that is done she has no use for me at all. I'll come back and be her Max. She has more feeling for Max now though. Hell, Max probably knew how to snap the deers neck and would have done it ahead of time. Me, I get left in my ignorance because I've never hunted anything but human. Even I know not to torture my prey though. Now I'm the one being called Nicholai. Sorry Litha. I know it sounds insulting to you. The way of the Wolf is good except for that one piece of dogma. Once the deer is clear of the herd, it should be taken down swiftly if the means are available. She didn't chase that pimp around town before she killed him, why do that to a deer? You may have good reason. Maybe I'm just flat wrong. I can understand you not knowing you had me at your disposal. Rebeckah knew though. It has cut me to the core."
"I'm ready to go back to the kill. Just bear in mind its meat is nothing but guilt for me though. Cow has more meaning at the grocery store because the people that killed it didn't toss me to the side as useless to put their own life and their child's at risk. She wants an alpha male and she has demoted me to crib infant. That meat came at the risk of my love and my child when it didn't have to. I'm very sorry for this anger, but I fear for them and I'm locked out from helping them. She was going to let Nicholai get away. Did she tell you that? She would have rather died than let me help her and she claims our relationship is greater now than then? She's still doing it except this time she has our child. What else I am I supposed to think?"
Alex had a bad feeling Europe was going to cut them to pieces. The hunt had displayed a complete lack of unity. Vampires and Lycans had suffered horrible deaths showing better unity and communication skills. Their only hope now seemed there wasn't an actual war going on. He at least hoped there wasn't.
He had poured out the hurt of his soul to Litha. He had a bad feeling she was going to return it with guilt. He had told her about the deer chases effect on him. He knew better. It was going to be an insult to her. It was like telling a Baptist Jesus didn't mean for them to be doing certain things. They just responded with a counter attack. There was nothing left to do but take his lumps and go back to eat before he went feral. It was sad he finally got what he needed to put things right except for now his marriage was in shambles. He was lost in a love for a person that would never recognize him as a person and would even jeopardize her life to not recognize him. He was starting to think his lot was to find her a person she could recognize.
Litha sat back and listened, she actually listened to Alex. When he was done her gaze had drifted out over the plains a thoughtful look on her face. “You know Agathon. Becka has never been comfortable with the hunt either. For much the same reasons. She came to a compromise though, and that’s why when we hunt together I allow her to make the kill. She snaps the neck, ending it quickly. We move in cautiously and as you’ve seen for good reason. It is not play or torture on our part; it is wisdom to know that the deer can kill when cornered.” She finally looks back at him. “Have you ever seen wolves hunt? True wolves. The pack actually has relays, wolves who wait to take up the chase as those who are chasing grow tired. Once the intended prey is cornered, they dart in and out just avoiding attacking or being attacked, always just out of reach. Until the prey is worn out and near exhaustion, then they go in for the kill. Granted some have jumped the gun so to speak and come away severely hurt or dead, but that is actually rare. I am sorry the hunt bothered you. And I am sorry you feel it is tainted now.”
Her eyes drift back over the prairie. “I think though I can tell you why it seems Becka has turned away and no longer trusts you. It has to do with your attitude after we discovered she was hurt. I understand your fear, but Becka’s her own Vampire now, correct? Can she not heal herself? On top of your demanding she feed off you, you also flood us with fighting images, and then demand once more that we take strikes at you. I now understand, with your unease with the hunt, and your fear for Becka, but instead of speaking up, you got on your arrogant old blood horse and started dictating and demanding.” She shook her head sadly. “I thought you understood the Vampiric situation in Frisco. Hell, I thought you understood Becka better. Such tactics are going to drive her from you, not bring her closer.”
She gave another sigh and briefly closed her eyes. “Bigotry? Perhaps. We are all a little racist and bigots. I think it’s just something about human nature. But I do know she hasn’t left you. You walked away. She’s hurt and angry and probably still very unsettled over what happened in the plane. No, she didn’t chase after you. And she won’t. Instead she will mope and sulk and be a total bitch, and every time someone walks through a door of a room she is in, she will look up with hope to have it crushed every single time until it is you that walks through that door. She doesn’t push, she doesn’t force. If you act like you want space, then she will give you that space. No complaints, no arguments. That is the way our Becka is wired.”
“As for being like Max to her, that is just flat stupid. Once Max was brought out of his feral state and it was discovered he was Narkel’s brother, we persuaded him to try to stay at The Bucket of Blood for as long as he could. He was Lycan eyes and ears to keep watch over Becka. We tried Lycans working there… Let’s just say it didn’t turn out too well and leave it at that.”
“Look Agathon. I know Becka well, but even she keeps things from me. But try for both your sakes to work this out. You were very correct on the plane about what she needs. But it will never happen if you give up now.” She finally rises up off him and holds out a hand to help him up. “And perhaps with some time to sit and discuss it, we three can come up with a more sensible way for you to hunt.” A small smile tugs the corners of her mouth with those last words. “Oh, may I ask you a question about Vampires?”
"Thank you Litha. You can ask me any question. I will tell you what I know. I don't have any secrets from you. It seems I'm short on any kind of knowledge these days though."
Alex did understand about wolf hunting. He understood about all kind of hunting. He also understood about vampire hunting. He was still hurt they took their time without using him. He understood it better though. It didn't seem the burden it was.
It bothered him Becka saw his attitude but not her own. What she took for old arrogance was nothing more than a reflection of her own. Alex felt guilty for reflecting it. He should have swallowed it. It was emotion raring its head on him. He had not been truly emotionally involved with anyone on this level ever and the second closest was over eight-thousand years ago. He had been a bit childish. There was nothing to do but apologize for that one.
The walk away had not been a test. In fact, he was surprised Litha came. He was certain Becka was done with him. Becka's hard walls were going to be tough on Alex. Alex didn't like walls with friends. Hepitut had put up walls with him and didn't even have his full trust anymore. Alex was just going to have to live in his tent city and deal with the fact that Becka put up battlements. A locked door to Alex was a death threat of 'step into my space and die'. Locking a door was for an enemy. The locked door in the plane was something else to her. Alex would honor a request to stay away. Locking a door simply made him think she thought of him as something he wasn't.
The return was going to be tough. It was hard watching someone you love point a gun at you. He knew he was in for that. His face had already been blasted off twice.
Litha snorted, but kept her thoughts to herself on Alex’s current mood. “Now how to word it. Ok, say Becka did drink of your blood. Would she gain anything from it, besides a quick heal?” She pauses and frowns, then shakes her head. “No, wrong question. Hrm. Okay, if the two of you were to exchange blood, would you two gain anything from the sharing? I know you can share thoughts and images and such anyway. But I’m wanting to know if you can get deeper than that by sharing blood…” She trails off frowning again. “I don’t think I’m making sense.” She gives a frustrated sigh. “I don’t make sense to me.” She gives a shrug. “Ah never mind, let’s get you some meat, and see if we can’t get things sorted between you two.”
When they return to Becka and the carcass, they find her sitting off to the side of it, looking out over the prairie. She turns and looks at the two of them, her nose twitching slightly. She watches Alex closely. She longs to go to him and put her arms around him and have his around her, but she is still too unsettled over his earlier attitude, and she is afraid he will just yell at her again, or worse. She finally glances at Litha. “Meat’s still warm. Are we going to leave what’s left for the coyote pack and scavengers?”
Litha nodded. “Yes that way they share in the bounty as well. And nothing goes wasted.” She moves forward and takes a chunk of meat and starts to eat. She watched the two Vampires and she longed to slap Becka upside the head, but knew that wouldn’t be overly conductive either. A plan hatched in her head. If they had the time. Dawn was still several hours off. A lot depended on how quick they could find the coyotes for her plan to work.
Alex felt he might have an inkling of what Litha was asking. "The mental link is no different than having sex. Sire's have full mental links with the vampires they create. Rebeckah's link to me is shared through the semen and nectar we've exchanged. My blood would only heal her physically and give her temporary quickening to levels closer to mine. My blood is so old, she would have gotten a very strong physical charge from it. It would abate when the sun rose though." He wasn't sure if that was what she wanted to know or if it helped. It was what it was in the end.
Alex felt mixed emotions coming from Becka. It was time for his apology before eating though. "Rebeckah, I blew it and I'm sorry. I was over protective, violating your free will and then I was a dictatorial snob giving those orders. I made you feel inferior and small and that was completely wrong of me. I'm going to work on not doing that anymore so you might be able to trust me again. I've hurt you and made you feel abandoned with my childish temper tantrum. It's a terrible thing to have done to you and it's easy to see how you question my love. You are going to need to see good behavior for a long period of time from me and that is entirely understandable. I will regret my poor behavior from this entire evening. I'm sorry."
He moved over to the kill, sat down, and started eating. His hunger got the best of him and his already gory appearance looked worse as he hungrily chewed and swallowed the meat. "If you don't mind, Litha, I would like to take a couple of large slabs with us. The plane ride to Ireland is going to take almost the whole night tomorrow." He could feel his body quickly digest the meat. The movement of the energy as it worked into him confirmed the meat had everything to do with his cum. Apparently the cost of being fertile came at the cost of eating meat. He was probably going to have to start eating his victims. It was going to be a bit more complicated to keep human corpses around. Smelling the gore on him, he supposed it was for the better Becka didn't want to touch him. He wanted to get to the house and take a shower. At least the meat was making the constant pain go away. It was too bad he had regained his stamina and lost the window to heal. Knowing his luck, Becka would want him to try to resume the rut when there was no meat to be had. He was certain that was a long way off now though. There was no telling just how long it would take just to recover from the damage he created tonight.
Litha raised a brow. Alex actually apologized and she heard his words, which meant he’d listened at least. Now if she could get her plan to work and he’d get out of his funk, the couple might actually finally be able to move forward, stronger yet. She nodded to Alex’s request. “I hope you have something to keep it in so it doesn’t spoil. Venison can get picky at times.” Her eyes darted to Becka, and then away as she finished eating. Unlike the two Vampires, she wasn’t all that hungry having fed before they’d left, also she was a student of Dancing Water’s teachings. Which meant she could ignore her body’s needs for short periods of time. Her eyes dart to Becka again as the woman starts to finally move.
Her jaw nearly dropped, and she blinked several times as Alex apologized. She sat there kind of stunned and just watched him go eat and talk with Litha. Finally, she pulls her dazed brain into working order and rises up and walks over. Coming behind Alex, she hesitantly puts her arms around him and rested her head on his back. Her voice mentally reaches him. “I love you. I am sorry… I am sorry I do not have your strength to get beyond things that have happened to me. I am sorry I do not understand or know when to rely on others. I am so very sorry I am what I am.” She had not been able to drink the blood before the deer had been carved to pieces and so she had felt slight twinges of Feeding hunger, but she’d eaten her fill of the deer and it seemed to be helping. She would have to feed though before they left for Ireland probably.
Litha watched Becka come up to Alex and put her arms around him like she expected him to turn around and slap her, or bite her head off. Litha had that urge herself, but she refrained. Becka was delicate and fragile in certain areas, and Litha had learned patience, in fact Becka was a good learning tool for such things. She hid her smile though as it seemed things were starting to fall into place. Now to eat and get rid of what Alex didn’t want to keep.
Alex smiled at Litha. "I have a refrigerator at the house and the plane has one as well. We only need it for tomorrow night." Litha had met him half way and was willing to talk. She had bothered to discover him and it made a deep impression on him. It bothered him that Becka had not even wanted to ask.
Becka's touch felt incredible when she came up from behind him and put her arms around him. Her apology got his tears flowing again. He spoke out loud. "Please, please, Rebeckah. Pleased do not apologize for who you are. You are the one I love. You are incredibly special and important to me. Please do not apologize for being my special mate and loved one. It was my responsibility to understand you. My failure to understand you is not your fault, it is mine. It does not make you invalid or bad because of my foolishness. Litha explained you needed to make the hunt kill. My arrogance didn't see that and wanted to keep you safe instead of giving you what you need. You needed to be able to heal yourself to see your own discipline and my arrogance tried to take that away from you. My arrogance forced you to lock the door on the plane and make sure you could keep me away when you needed privacy. It invalidated your trust in me and put you in a bad place. Please do not apologize for taking care of yourself and being yourself. My focus will be my humility so one day you won't feel inadequate over my arrogance. You have plenty of strength and resolve. It was me who faltered." Alex swallowed hard. Becka's apology stabbed him hard. It made him realize just how bad he had set Becka back. Her apology was beating up herself and that struck deep into his soul. He swallowing the pain though and fought the sadness. He had made enough mistakes and wanted to stem the flow of them. "You have nothing to apologize for, Rebeckah. You do not realize just how wonderful you are. You are inspiring me to learn humility. Thank you for that. You're making me grow in ways that would have languished in nothingness had I not found you. You are showing me the challenge of love and the letting go that comes with it to let you shine and keep teaching me."
Alex sensed Becka's hunger. It worried him. The child seemed intensely hungry. Becka had already drained a whole person at the beginning of the evening and already she was looking for more. He wished Becka would drink his blood. Quick math in his head scared him. Gestation took 270 days for a human. Becka seemed to be needing about one and half people a night. On a rough guess she was going to need 405 people. They were going to have to move to China to cover up that kind of casualty list. That many people would put New York City in a panic. There was no need to worry Becka over the numbers though. Keep cool and press on was the motto for this trip now.
Alex only wanted two slabs of meat. It was mostly to provision for Becka. The worry earlier of needing to stay fed for sex was not really a consideration at this point. Something told him with his current status in Becka's eyes, he had a fair chance of not needing meat for a while. If Litha jumped him, it could very well be necessary to have some food though. It was better safe than sorry.
Luckily there was plenty of sandy dirt in Oklahoma. Alex started using it to wash the gore off as best he could.
Becka let go of Alex and backed away as he started to scrub himself clean. “Umm, there’s a small creek on the other side of the rocks. Not much there, but enough to clean up.” She looked down at the ground. She looked as if she wanted to say more, but stayed quiet. She didn’t like this distance and uncertainty between them. It not only made her uncomfortable and unsure of herself, of them, but it hurt as well. She sighed quietly, her hand going to her belly and rubbing it.
Litha watched the two dance around each other, she gathered from what Alex had just said that Becka had done some apologizing herself. It was a start, but it hurt watching these two. They had been so happy and close before now, before the plane incident. She was definitely going to need to step in and do as Alex asked her too. “So, are we done here?” She looked between the two. She then rose up and moved off to the water. Her sense of smell helping her locate it. Becka had been right there wasn’t much. It came up out of the ground on one end, and then sunk back into the ground on the other. Maybe two feet of it was above ground, if that, but it was enough to clean up in. She quickly washed up and then returned to the kill.
"Thank you, Rebeckah. I'm going to need that wash up." Alex was worried his apology had not gone in the right direction with Becka. "I think we are done here, Litha." As Alex followed Litha to the water, he mulled over the situation with Becka. He would have loved to have received an ass chewing from Becka over her beating herself up the way she had on the apology. An ass chewing gave something to straighten up from. The self flogging she gave herself wasn't aimed at anything that had hurt him. She aimed it all at her self being which was what he valued. The disregard for what he could offer and help with had been completely dismissed. Somehow she had arrested the innocent mother rather than the thief that had run away with the purse. It scared Alex.
It was a bit surprising the water was even here to wash up. Oklahoma was brutally dry. Rivers were creeks during wet seasons and the rest of the water tended to be muddy lakes or dried up drainage ditches. He was grateful for Becka's find of it though.
Following Litha back, Alex realized he didn't want apologies from Becka at all anymore. Having her break herself down was not going to help anything. It was going to be necessary to cover up his hurt and move on. He was also going to have to avoid paying attention to the pregnancy. A child tended to steal a mother's self-worth at times. That situation was going to be emotionally dangerous for Becka. It was just going to be his job to praise her and let her do her thing now. Until she could give herself an honest look, she was never going to be able to see him, let alone allow him to participate in her life.
Returning to the kill, he gave Becka a hug. He wanted to tell her to take her time and find herself and they could reintroduce themselves when she did, but that wasn't going to help anything. Until she built enough self-confidence, she was going to need ancients to hate and he was an unfortunate member of that group. There was good and bad in every group just as there was good and bad in each person. It was just a matter of waiting for Becka to have faith he would fight his bad instead of tagging him with the label of permanently defective due to age.
He was ready to grab the two slabs of meat and get back to the house. "We better head back." Alex almost had to laugh at himself. A few hours before he thought he would have been in the middle of wild sex right about now instead of heading back to his house for sleep.
Litha shook her head. “No, first we need to hunt up whatever coyote pack is near enough for the meat. I do not want it to waste away due to no scavengers finding it.” She shrugs. “I’m strange like that. Sorry.” She looks around for a moment. “I believe there was a tree we passed somewhere back during the chase. We could put your stash there to make sure you still have it.” She grins at Alex.
Becka had started to move off in a random direction at Litha’s words, but quickly switched direction heading back the way they’d come. A slight frown on her face, trying to remember passing a tree anywhere. Her face clears up and she nods. “Yes, this way.” She changed direction again just slightly and briskly walks off.
Litha shook her head, and followed. “Come on, Old Man, we can’t let the Young’un out pace us. Or show us up either.” She grabbed Alex by an arm and started dragging him after Becka’s retreating back. “Besides, dawn is still hours away. Trust me to know when it’s time to return. After all my Cousins are Vampires. Wouldn’t due for me to allow Family to perish in the Light.” She was trying to break the somberness in him. She needed him less sour for her plan to work.
Alex grabbed the flanks and followed. "We are so going to race one night to show you young sloths just how silly you sound." He shook his head. He was beginning to think human thinking had tainted their minds.
Litha had taken a bad shot at humor on Alex. In his despair of feeling the loss of Becka and not being of use to her, he had meant to kiss the dawn. Losing Sophia had been intense and barely survivable. Losing Becka had felt several times worse. It didn't seem like a good idea to wait around several thousands of more years to see if a miracle might happen again and the prophecy seemed to indicate his kind wasn't going to be of any use anyway. It would have been curious to see who Becka's chosen might end up being with her rejection of him, but the idea of it didn't appeal enough to him at the time to want to see it. It sounded more painful than interesting and he honestly felt his existence might hold Becka back from moving on. He didn't want to drag the mood down with his past thinking. He switched gears in his mind. Alex really was a master poker player. "Not looking to give kissing cousins a suntan? Glad you are into white meat." He smiled.
When Alex saw the tree he ran ahead and placed the meat down. He then turned back around and rejoined the women. He gave a wink to Litha. "I know, hurry up." Alex was keenly aware of the timing of the sun. He could probably correct a desktop if it was off. Hepitut had taught him how to feel the position of the Earth and the Sun and adapt his clock to wherever he was. This was his stomping grounds at the time and it was more than easy to know where the sun was. He could point to the ground in the azimuth to its rising edge.
It was kind of odd Litha was looking for scavengers to lead them to the kill. Vultures usually took care of that kind of thing in pretty good time. It didn't matter though. The prairie was peaceful enough and wouldn't force a confrontation with Becka. They could take care of this business, joke with Litha to lighten up the mood and get back to the house in good time. The plane ride was going to be awkward tomorrow night, but at least they could stretch their legs tonight.
Litha gave a light chuckle at Alex’s attempt at humor, but something told her he was playing along. Before she could say anything though a strange sound came from ahead of them, sounding suspiciously like a snort and a giggle had just met and mated. She cocked her head as she looked to Becka, but the woman kept walking. Once they reached the tree, Litha stopped next to Becka as Alex put the meat up. His hurry up comment she grinned at. “Nah, we allow our geriatric Family some lea way.”
That strange giggle snorting sound came again, from right next to her, and she saw from the corner of her eye, Becka fold up, her sides jerking. She swiveled her head around and cocked it, watching the woman. “After all, we know how old people get. All slow and rickety, barely able to stand, let alone move. We’ll have to look into a walker for ya here soon, maybe a wheelchair.” That was all it took. Becka dropped to her knees and muffled laughter could be heard. The woman positively shook with it trying to contain it. Litha peered over at Alex from the corner of her eye trying to gage his response. She had one in a better frame of mind at least. But she still needed Alex for this to work.
Alex smiled at Becka taking such delight in old people jokes. They were worse than lawyer jokes, but at least it gave Becka some relief. Alex blew air in a mock sign of disgust. "It looks like you are going to lose a race to me carrying a wheelchair and walker then. What are you going to have to say for yourself after that? Rebeckah will at least have the excuse of being pregnant. What's going to be your line, Litha?" The meat was hanging on a branch of the poor lone tree. Alex was going to have to dig up old people jokes for Becka. Her laughter was too good to see, even if it did hit right on her disdain of his age. "This dirty old man can pass you up on the race track and in the bed now, Litha. Hunger won't stop me now. Maybe you'd need a wheelchair after a romp in bed." He shot Litha a smiling wink. It was nice to be renewed. It was too bad he couldn't show off just how well he could have done during his rut now.
"So what is it going to take to get the coyotes to the kill? Are we going to chase them into it?" It was a good thing he had delayed Ireland a day. At least he was learning a lot. It was too funny replacing great sex with chasing coyotes. His temper had thrown it to the dogs so to speak.
The opening was tempting, and Litha tensed momentarily, but relaxed as Becka’s voice emerged between giggling fits. “Stop… Oh, please… You two… are… horrid…” Laughter full and from the belly erupted as she fell over on her side. Her voice once more on the air between gales of laughter. “It hurts… to laugh… you two… are just… awful… death by… laughter… I see… the… head… lines… now…” She can’t finish as she is overtaken by the laughter again. Her arms wrap tight around her sides as if that would help hold it in. It doesn’t.
Litha moves up and squats by her side, reaching out to touch her. Becka takes a swat at her and completely misses from her laughter. “You… are… evil…” The laughter floats out loud and pure on the night air. Nothing was approaching the area for miles. Litha calmly waited. She sensed her time was soon.
Alex laughed. "It looks like we are going to have to leave Rebeckah with the deer now." Alex walked over to Becka and looked down at her. "What did you put in that deer anyway, Litha?" He scooped Becka off the ground. "So do we wait for her to just die of the laughter and feed her directly to the pack or do we carry her back and then round up the coyotes? Let's hope I don't develop a limp. You might be the only one surviving this one after that, Litha. Then again, maybe a limp would make me more sexy to you two. You seem to like em older. Is it the tough meat or the grizzled bones that do it for you guys?"
It was a relief that Becka got a good laugh out of the night. He had to hand it to Litha for knowing where Becka's tickle bone was.
Becka’s fist pounded ineffectively on Alex’s chest, her laughter making her swings weak. "Stop… you are…. so… ow ow ow…” She can’t finish, her laughter still has a good grip on her.
Litha rises very slowly, making sure to keep her face looking down as Alex holds Becka. She moves with a stalking grace, like she was once more hunting. Her left hand comes out and slides up Becka’s back to her hair grabbing a fistful, while her right slides along Alex’s ribs and around and up his back. She finally raises her head and her eyes are once more teal. “Oh, I don’t know, Agathon. I think you’re pretty damn sexy and yummy as you are.”
Becka’s laughter is cut off as if someone threw a switch the moment Litha touched her. She let out a gasp as her hair was grabbed, Litha’s heat stealing over her and turning her on. Her nipples grew hard, and her cunt suddenly became warm and wet. She let out a moan at Litha’s words in full agreement. “Now, shall we finally finish what we started earlier?” She pulls slightly on Becka’s hair bringing her head back, and her head drops again to lick Becka’s knee and up Alex’s arm. Becka shivers and groans in Alex’s arms.
The arousal of the two women hit Alex and his cock started growing and rising immediately. He was completely missing a game plan for this encounter and had no idea what Becka's mental state was over it. There was no time to work through any of it though. Litha had Becka by the hair and had started it, so Litha was just going to have to take the opening moves to build things.
His body set Becka back on the ground. His left arm shot up from under Becka and caught Litha by her blond locks. His fingers gripped into her strands and his arm shoved her face right into Becka's lap with a hard down turn. His right arm shot across Litha's exposed back and grabbed the inside of her right thigh pulling her legs open as he hopped in-between them. His knees planted between Litha's legs as his right arm hooked around her lower stomach and hips grabbing her left hip. He hoisted her lap up exposing her cunt and ass to him. "You are an old man's pleasure now." His hips and ass pressed his hardened cock forward to jam it all the way into Litha's undefended canal. Her wetness and leg spreading offered no resistance to his penetration causing the head of his cock to stretch the back of her honey pot and press her cervix into the bottom of his cock head. His right arm pressed her into his lap with force to prevent her any escape. His left hand let go of her hair and slapped her exposed left butt cheek with a snap, leaving a red hand print on the side of it. His left arm then descended on the back of her head, grabbing her blond hair again and shoving her face into Becka's lap. "Warm, Rebeckah up for me because she's next after I'm done with you."
His thrusts into Litha were rough and deep. He grunted with each jab into her hot sex. "Mmm, you feel good." Litha took two thrusts as he told her what her body was doing for him.
Litha had to let go of Becka as Alex set her down. She didn’t have a chance as Alex threw her down face first into Becka’s scent filled lap. A low growl of pleasure came from her as Alex spoke and then took her. Becka moaned again, feeling Litha’s hot breath on her groin, and her legs spread wide open inviting. Before Litha could take up the invite though Alex spanked her, jerking her forward and back, then grabbed her hair again and buried her face into Becka’s lovely pussy. She had no problems complying with his demand. She greedily attacked Becka’s sweetly scented womanhood. Before long Becka was squirming and wiggling, shuddering and shivering as Litha gave her a thorough tongue lashing.
Litha gave another low growl of pleasure at Alex’s words. It was quickly cut off though as a deep moan escaped her. He was going to make her cum soon, she went at Becka with renewed force, wanting her well pleasured before Alex took her. Becka’s back arched, her hands burying in the dirt below her. Then suddenly she released a scream and her body shuddered violently. Litha was quick to lap up the sweet honey now flowing from the woman. A few more thrusts from Alex had her grunting and groaning with her own orgasm.
Alex felt his cum pour into Litha as his climax went off with Becka's. There was no letting up on the hard fucking he was giving her shortened canal. His cum quickly smeared across her stretching walls when her orgasm mixed her honey into the froth. "Oh, yes, I see you like that." He leaned forward onto Litha's back and grabbed the hair his hand held into his mouth. His necked pulled back gently, forcing Litha to fight if she wanted to keep her mouth on Becka's pussy. His right hand let go and reached around Litha's right side to give her breast a rough squeeze between his fingers and thumb. His left hand came up and pinched the nipple protruding from the squeeze.
His hips and ass didn't let up on Litha at all. The lust and pleasure from her pounded canal repeatedly giving way to his total penetration coursed through his body. Another ejaculation caused his thrusts to smack Litha's ass so sharply the slapping sound seemed to echo off the prairie floor. He growled at the pleasure of emptying himself into Litha once more and shook his head giving Litha some primal yanks on her hair and disrupting her mouth's labors on Becka.
Litha tugged back, not wanting to leave Becka’s warmth and sweetness. The sharp pulling on her scalp added to the pleasure she was already experiencing. Her already spasming walls tightened further around Alex’s cock. She let out a long, low growl that clearly stated her pleasure with everything. He still had Becka dancing under her face until Alex shook his head with her hair still in his mouth. She lost contact, and Becka’s hips suddenly bucked up forcefully trying to get her back. She hit Litha’s chin, nearly causing her to bite her tongue. She quickly wrapped her hands around Becka’s hips from under her ass and pulled her closer to her face and went back to work. Alex’s shakes now aiding her in pleasuring Becka.
Alex's body drew his mouth up and forced Litha away from Becka's pussy by forcing her to crane her neck back. His left hand raced down her stomach and caught Litha's bud with his middle finger. His hips then drew his cock completely out of her honey pot and buried it in her ass. His thrusting resumed causing Litha's ass to get smacked by his lap repeatedly. His middle finger started rotating on her bud as well as he growled. His right hand hooked Litha's right arm and came down her left nipple. His fingers then started administering a pulsing pinch to her nipple that matched the thrusts into her anus while it lifted her away from Becka.
Despite the intense pleasure, Alex was working a strategy. Litha now only had her left arm to do anything with Becka. His cock mapped to Becka's clit and with him taking Litha's ass, Becka's canal was going to be devoid of feeling beyond Litha's aftershocks of having been thoroughly fucked by Alex despite the intense pleasure of her clit. Becka was going to have to ask, but he was not going to grant anything to her until she begged. Litha was caught and it was Alex Becka was going to have to turn to in the end.
Litha's tightness milked Alex's cock and his loins let loose thick ropes of hot cream into her. The fresh lubrication of his cum allowed him to keep pounding her with his thrusts as he growled loudly with the pleasure and the pain he felt coming through Litha.
Litha snarled as Alex forced her head back by her hair, the snarl turned into a yelp of pain as he left her pussy and rammed her ass with force. His quickness soon had her pinned and forced almost completely free of Becka. The combination of pain from her ass and nipple and the pleasure from her clit soon brought her to another climax as Alex came inside her.
Becka whimpered at the loss of Litha. Her hips bucked wildly as she felt through Alex and Litha the intense pain and pleasure the two were having. Her hands moved wildly over her own body. Groping her breasts, pinching and pulling, they roamed down her belly to her aching, throbbing pussy. Encountering Litha’s free hand, she swiveled her hip and brought Litha’s hand back under her ass and up to her cunt. Somehow she got a couple of Litha’s fingers inside her tunnel and moving. Her right hand moved up and started furiously rubbing her own clit while the left roamed back up to her breast.
At Becka’s whimpering, Litha had tried to break free of Alex. She’d jerked and fought, nearly leaving her hair in his mouth, but he was far too strong. She was caught too well and couldn’t help Becka. Not until Becka brought her hand to that hot box of hers, Litha had no problems working her fingers inside to please her friend. Her own pleasure was great. The struggle with Alex fueling it hotter and hotter.
Alex's left hand left Litha's clit and snatched her left arm back away from Becka. His mouth let go of her hair and bit her ear, forcing Litha to not be able to handle Becka at all. His hips did not let up on her ass and another shot of his cum entered her rectum to lubricate his forceful strokes into her. His right hand continued a pulsing pinch on her left nipple as his left hand forced Litha's left wrist behind her back. He could feel her struggle, but she was still very caught. His right arm kept her drawn back from Becka while his teeth held her head back. He upped the speed of his thrusts into Litha.
His strategy had not paid off like he hoped. It was pretty much down to wearing Litha out with his thrust into her and Becka giving up on masturbation and craving touch. His hips pulled his cock out of Litha's anus and jammed it straight into her g-spot. His thrusting resumed starting climaxing her without letting her stop. He was very full of meat and his body was going to be able to continuously pump cum into her if he could bring her. Litha responded to pain well and his hips did not spare her.
Becka let out a loud protest as Alex took Litha’s hand away. She’d been so close and now she couldn’t cum. Litha again reacted wildly and struggled to get free of Alex at Becka’s distress. He still had her caught fast though, and she was left panting for all her effort. When he switched back to her pussy, all the struggling, the pain, and the pleasure had built her up and she started cumming instantly and violently. A howl escaped her throat; letting the world know for miles she was very well pleasured.
Becka writhed and whimpered, at the sound of Litha’s orgasm. Tears started leaking from the corners of her eyes. “Agathon.” Softly whimpered, his name floated in the air, her need clear in the sound of his name. Her body ached in her need for release.
Litha's convulsing cunt grabbed at Alex's thrust and caused his loins to fire more seed into her ravaged pocket. He heard Becka call his name and saw her tears. The tears did it for him though. There was just no denying her at the point of tears.
His cock fired another spurt of cum into Litha's canal as Alex hopped from his knees to his feet. At the same time his hand and torso pulled Litha upright on her knees. Suddenly, Alex released Litha all at once as his legs launched him into the air. His feet cleared Litha's head by a few inches and landed in front of her on the ground between Becka's legs.
Alex's body dropped to his knees which then spread Becka's legs wider. His waist bent forward and his mouth descended on her left breast taking it in his teeth and pulling her up, forcing her into an arch. His right hand reached behind her neck and grabbed her hair, giving it a pull to draw her throat up. His left hand grabbed her hip in a tight grip. His body dropped on hers in a flash. A thrust of his ass sent his cock all the way into her in a fast fluid motion. Her pussy surrendered easily dripping with her nectar and Litha's saliva. As his body came down, his teeth released her left nipple and his neck swung around. His mouth closed over her exposed throat and his teeth took a light grip of her skin.
His hips and ass started pumping her with all the fervor he had fucked Litha. Her breasts pressed into his chest from being forced into an arch with the hair pull. Their stomachs slapped together in a fast rhythm. His body was positively aching to start firing seed into her body. Alex wasn't going to be able to make strategy anymore. It was all about making Becka his and showing her just how badly his body needed the surrender of her body.
Becka moaned as Alex descended on her. Her legs wrapped around the backs of his thighs, her hands grabbed onto his ribs. A shudder went through her body as he pulled her hair and bit her nipple forcing her to raise her chest up, but when his teeth descended on her throat she convulsed suddenly. Her already hot and moist tunnel became even slicker as her juices gushed forth in an orgasm. “AGATHON!” She screamed his name, love, pleasure, need, want, hopes, dreams, all rode in that one word.
Litha shimmied backwards when Alex jumped over her and landed between her and Becka. She finally sat up and back on her heels. She watched momentarily as Alex took Becka. A smile crossed her face. She rose up and padded off rather oddly, heading to the kill. Hopefully the coyote pack hadn’t found it yet. She was hungry. Nowhere near wore out though, she was a Werewolf after all, not a human, just finally hungry. As she walked away she heard Becka’s scream. Her body shivered and she felt herself very turned on, but they needed to sort things between them. She would give them the time to do so before returning.
Alex's cock started pumping with Becka's orgasm pulsing on his shaft. His shaft fired ropes of cum deep into her as her nectar soaked into his already dripping pubic hair. He growled and yelled at the same time on her throat. Somehow his body needed more of her though. His hips angled up and the head of his cock started pressing into her g-spot with his thrusts. His mouth lifted off her neck and his left hand came off her hip and pressed across her breasts to pinch her left nipple while pressing the soft globe in a slightly twisting motion into her chest.
His words came with heavy breath. "Rebeckah, I love you. My body has to take you every way. You are my all and my body is going to claim it all." His thrusts became heavier and his loins emptied more cum into her cunt. "OH REBECKAH!" His body desperately called for more as his cream pumped into her once more.
His hands let go of her hair and breast and flew around to seize her legs wrapped around him. He opened them and threw his body backwards back to his knees. His arms twisted her shins around to force Becka to roll over. His right hand let go, plunged three fingers into her canal and hooked her g-spot while the thumb closed on her bud. His left hand grabbed her left hip. Both of his arms hauled her ass into his lap resulted in a third of his cock plunging into her anus. His waist bent forward onto her back as his hands released and moved around to her breasts. His mouth closed on a wad of her hair catching it in his teeth and pulling her neck back to arch her breasts out. His hands roughly grabbed each breast as his hips and ass shoved his cock deeper into Becka's breached anus.
His hands started an aggressive massage of her breasts while his pelvis started ass fucking her. It was savage but it was beautiful as well. Alex felt Becka really needed this surrender and he was going to do his best to make sure it was done completely and in the full spirit of sharing deep and powerful lust with his one and only true love. It was going to be a hard and intensely erotic experience. His cock erupted once more into Becka and his growls blew on her hair as his body kept taking her ass. His right hand slipped down and sent four fingers into her canal with his thumb on her clit again.
Becka thrashed and bucked under Alex as he sent more pleasure coursing through her body. Dimly she heard his words. “Yes. YES AGATHON PLEASE!” Her cry issues forth as he c8ms in her again, setting her off into another shuddering orgasm.
She lets out a pained cry as he suddenly enters her anus roughly. His hand in her cunt and his thumb on her sensitive button makes her quickly forget the pain, and her cry quickly becomes a moan. His pulling her hair and roughly handling her breasts make her cum again right on the heels of the last, and she doesn’t feel his thrusting the rest of the way into her ass and then rough pistoning.
Sudden lubrication in her ass makes his roughness more enjoyable, as does his treatment of her breasts. Orgasm after orgasm continues to follow one after another, and she is panting and gasping from the intensity of it all. The fingers that suddenly probe her vagina and her clit, drive her insane combined with his cock in her ass. She is shuddering so hard she can’t even hold herself up and short groans and gasps of enjoyment come from her lips.
As Alex owned Becka's ass he could feel her nectar pouring over his fingers and dripping down his hand and wrist. His cock was just pumping cum in her constantly now and her anus was as silky as her pussy. She felt the temporary release of her hair from his teeth. "Your ass has done some excellent service my love. It's obvious you have given it completely over to me. Tell me who's cunt this is. I love you, Rebeckah. Tell me how it's all mine." His faced moved towards her left ear and took control of it with his teeth. His throat lets out a growl that was feral and full of lust. His fingers popped out of her canal and pressed her pink and inner lips holding her ass up to him. His hips drew back to unsheathe his shaft from her anus that now dripped his cream, slightly agape from being fucked so thoroughly. His pelvic muscles tensed and sent his rod all the way home into her shortened canal. His cock head forcibly stretched her shallower honey pot as his hand held her to his lap, four fingers pressing around her bud and his thumb messaging her lower tummy.
He started plowing her pussy with force. Her orgasms mixed the pain of a hard fuck with the pleasure of hot pressured drive into her inner core and the intense waves of gripping passion her stressed silk sent through his rod. Her body kept shoving her thirsty cervix into his shaft. His cum frothed and mixed with her honey to make a milky liquid that dripped out of her stretched inner lips hugging the base of his cock and made rivulets down his nut sack that pulsed with the continual flow of seed it manufactured. His hand around her front smacked her breast with a light slapping sound and switched to roughly messaging the other breast. His teeth let go of her ear. "That is your cock to please my love. It is flowing like a river into you. Are you ready to drink from it?" His teeth closed back on her ear and growls filled her ear from his lungs.
It was exotic to feel the pain Becka offered up for his pleasure and the pleasure she was gathering from it. He could feel the punch his rod gave her canal at the base of his nut sack, but his cock mixed it with the pleasure down his shaft from her surrendering silk to turn it into a symphony of feeling. It was a very special surrender and it was refreshing to know that when Becka needed a good hard fuck she was going to be ready to take it. His teeth let go yet again. "I love you Rebeckah and this surrender will always be cherished in my heart."
Becka was beyond the ability to speak coherently; her brain just couldn’t make her mouth work and intelligible sounds issue forth. So, she takes the only option left her, their link. “I am yours Agathon. Heart. Body. Soul. That will never ever change.” She shivers at his growl, and a submissive whimper comes from her in answer to his dominance. His cock entering her needy canal makes her whimper more. As he pounds away pleasuring her further, she is panting in ever shorter breaths. He is going to set her off again very soon, and she knows it. His next question, with the help of a few strokes is what does send another orgasm coursing through her body. “Yes, please. Oh, Agathon.”
Alex felt the shudder of Becka's orgasm and his cock answered her by shooting more of his seed deep into her body. His lungs yelled out at scenting her folds yet again. Her crevice was a milky mixture of his cream with her honey and the ground beneath held a puddle. His hips pulled back and his cock pulled out of her dripping with cum and nectar. It bounced from the throngs of pleasure Becka's body had surrendered so easily to his invasion. His hands came away from her body as she fell to the ground, only to have yet more pleasure to surrender.
Alex reared up and grabbed her shins. Cocking Becka's legs forward, he turned her over roughly again to put her back to the ground. His knees popped up to put his feet beneath him and his legs launched him into the air again. He did a flip and twist above her that resulted in his face above her cum soaked cunt and his cock descending towards her face. He caught himself on his forearms holding his body horizontal to Becka's. His forearms lined up his cock with Becka's mouth and then released his weight when he saw Becka open her mouth for it.
Alex's cock sent its head into her throat and his face buried into her spread folds. He arched his back enough to pull the end of his cock out of Becka's throat, but there was no way to get the erection out of her mouth because his thighs came down and captured her head. His lips closed around the entrance to her canal first and sucked their juices from her, swallowing them down like fresh water. His hips started a thrust of her mouth that was a slow pace. Becka felt the head of his cock fucking her throat, giving her time for breaths before diving in again. Suddenly his hips closed down on her mouth fully and his cream fired down her throat. Alex's mouth moved over her bud and started sucking it into his mouth as his teeth played on the swollen bundle.
Alex's hand moved around her thighs. Four fingers entered her anus from one hand while the other four fingers entered her canal. Alex's tongue traced the fertility knot on her bud. As the knot completed. His mouth sucked her bud back up to get teased by his teeth with his fingers thrust both her lower cavities and his hips resumed thrusting her throat at a half pace to give Becka breaths. His cock started emptying into her continuously and he increased the time between thrusts of his hips, but did not slow down his invasion of her cunt and ass. Becka heard his voice in her mind. "I am yours forever, heart, mind, body, and spirit. I love you, Rebeckah."
Becka was a quivering, shaking mass and grateful to lie on the ground. She flopped bonelessly as Alex flipped her over. Opening her mouth as Alex’s hard member is right there, her tongue swirls around it for a brief moment before he pushes it into her mouth. His pinning her head made her whimper again, but she greedily took what gushed forth swallowing quickly. His work on her pussy had her hips rocking wildly and the added sensation of his fingers in her ass and cunt sent her into more spasms of released pleasure. Her mental reply even sounded short of breath from her exertions. “I love you. Agathon, you mean so much to me.”
Alex heard Becka's fatigue. His voice entered her mind again. "Are you spent my love? Your service is complete. I will carry you back to the kill and then the road. Your gift here will never be forgotten." His hips laid into her mouth sending another wash of cum to her stomach and his fingers stopped in a fully penetrating position of her cunt and ass. His mouth released her bud and set his tongue against it.
Alex was pretty sure Becka had given it all, but he wanted to be sure before he released her. He was still feeling energetic. The deer meat had done wonders for him and he felt himself again. The main hope was that Becka would not be afraid of rough sex again. With a little luck, the encounter had shown her she could fulfill her desires without fear. It was a special and intimate exchange where Becka had shown him deep trust once again. "Your trust means everything, Rebeckah. It's an integral part of your love I don't ever want to take for granted."
It was amazing how far off he had been on Becka's feelings for him. He took special mental note to beware of her words and actions. She had a way to cover up important things that he did not want to come that close to missing ever again.
“Mmmm.” Becka swallowed his latest seed as her pelvis rocked upward trying to get more of his fingers in her. Her mental voice came through fatigued. “I’ll try not to take you for granted anymore, Agathon. I am sorry. I’m not spent exactly. I am hungry. I thought I could wait to Feed until tomorrow night.” Her hands came up and shakily stroked along his rib cage. “But apparently not now.”
Except for her need, she would be completely content to lay here just like they were. Alex had just taught her a very important lesson, and wiped out the fear from Nicholai. She didn’t want this to end, but she needed to Feed. She wasn’t as bad as she’d been when she woke up for the night, but if she put it off, she might easily become that way, quickly.
Alex drew out his fingers from Becka and lifted his lap from her face. His hands pressed down to the ground and his arms launched him into the air again, separated his mouth from her pussy to come down in a squatting position on the ground to her right side. "Let's get you fed my love. I'm not well versed on where the pimps are in town, but maybe Litha's friends know a couple of spots. I do know where the drug slums are. I've raided them from time to time when things seemed tight on more wealthy targets. I do have a database on known sexual predators for the area as well, but I would need to borrow Litha's laptop to look it up."
He scooped up Becka into his arms. "Are you going to be okay carrying the meat for me or would you rather hold onto my back? I don't want you increasing your hunger by running." Alex was ready to run down Litha anyway. He had a feeling she had gone back to the kill. He leaned his head over and gave Becka a tender kiss. Feeling her lips on his, he realized he had missed them and the kiss morphed into a passionate one.
As her body finally calmed down her hunger grew a bit. She gave him a soft smile as he picked her up. “I could always Feed off Litha to put it off if needed. She’s done such for me before. And I’ll carry your meat. I wasn’t sure what Litha was up to exactly. Normally we just scout for the scavengers and watch them to be sure they find the meat. I think this was her plan though from the start.” She wrapped her arms around Alex’s neck, but before she could settle into the comfort of his hold, he was kissing her. She returned his passion, moaning into their kiss. Her mental voice drifted into his mind. “I really do not want to go back to the world yet. I like our little pocket of reality here.”
Alex looked into Becka's eyes and broke the kiss. "You can drink of me now, Rebeckah. Litha's blood isn't the only blood you are allowed to have." Her invitation to stay a little while longer was too hard to resist. He sat down beneath the tree bringing Becka into his lap. "Litha had a good plan. You were able to show your love for me again when I had mistakenly thought I lost it.”
His left hand took the inside of Becka's right thigh and pulled her lap open. His hand then traveled down her thigh to her knee and unfolded her right leg around his right hip. His cock was still erect and pointed at her cunt. His hands took her hips and pulled her lap into his. His cock slipped into her canal. His hands then took her in an embrace and his lips closed on hers in another passionate kiss. Her breasts pressed into his chest and it felt like he was home already.
He thanked the Earth Litha had brought him back and that Becka's love was far stronger than he had guessed.
Becka looked hesitant at first, but the look vanished as Alex arranged her on his lap, and then joined them once more. Her groan was quickly swallowed up by his kiss. While the need faded again slightly with renewed passion, she knew she couldn’t put it off much longer. Her mental voice entered his head, full of worry. “I am not entirely certain if I can control myself if I feed off either one of you. I was going to ask you to make sure I didn’t drain her. Will you be able to keep me from draining you? Will you help me?”
Her hips rocked in his lap, and her arms circled his neck and shoulders as she grew more excited. She loved this man very much, and her fears had nearly drove them apart. Her arms tighten around him, holding tight, almost as if she feared he’d suddenly disappear on her. And she’d once more be alone and lost again.
Alex heard Becka's plea. It was a very easy one. "Of course, my love. You know I can contain you even feral now. It will be safe. I've gotten plenty of practice pulling your hair now anyway." He smiled and winked. Her efforts to join their bodies and the feeling of her skin pressed against his was always so welcome. Her silk send pangs of pleasure into his pelvis as her rocking caused it to caress his shaft with her soft grip. It was good to be making love to her again. In some ways it completed the circle. This moment showed Becka that just because he had taken her in full surrender it didn't mean they could not make love when the mood was there. It helped progress past the initial dominance and demonstrate physically she never lost his respect in her surrender to him.
His head tilted to offer his neck to her. His right arm came up behind her neck and gently took it to let her know he had control and would not let her drain him dry. Alex was not going to let Becka accidentally trick him into thinking she hated him again. It had been foolish of him and it was more than obvious to him at that point.
She gave him a demure smile at the mention of hair pulling practice as well as a slight shrug. She didn’t say anything though as her hunger suddenly rose up like an evil think at the sight of him offering her his neck. Her fangs extended and her head darted forward to sink them into his exposed jugular. Her left hand slid up the back of his neck to tangle her fingers in the hairs at the nape. She greedily drank the sweet blood spilling into her mouth, low growls sounding from her throat. Her hips started moving faster and faster as the whole feeding and fucking suddenly excited her to near orgasm. It wasn’t long before her body stiffened briefly, arms and legs tightening around him just before she spilled over into a climax that very nearly took her breath away and made her body convulse.
The pain of Becka's bite mixed with the pleasure of her undulating hips. What had started with calm love making built up into a nice fuck. Her growls added to the sensation. Her cunt grasped at his shaft to work to pull more cum from it as her mouth drew his blood into her stomach. He felt the cling of her arms and legs around him as her canal started milking his rod in an orgasm. His loins replied in turn and started firing his thick ropes into her core. Her convulsion sent his body into shudders. "Oh, Rebeckah, I love you. The way you fuck me is just icing on the cake." As soon as his ejaculation subsided he calmed his heart. His hand grabbed her neck firm and pulled her fangs and lips away from his neck. His skin closed the open wounds. "You are a miracle." His hand brought her mouth to his and he passionately kissed her. The taste of his blood lingered in her mouth and he swallowed down the saliva that entered his mouth. He let his heart resume.
Alex was starting to wonder if Litha was returning. Becka had finally trusted him to drink his blood. It was wonderful thing to know she would let his blood into her veins. Despite the drain on him, he felt energized from the emotional reinforcement. She was actually going to enjoy the quickening from it as well. She would even be able to keep up with him a fair bit more, though he knew he would still be able to move faster and he was still very much stronger.
His hand moved back to taking her in a full embrace again. Becka's closeness was just too precious. There was still plenty of time and Litha knew where they were if she got bored. His link to Litha told him she was fine.
A snarl comes from Becka when Alex pulls her off, but his words quickly calm her and she looks a bit guilty for the snarl. The kiss was bliss and calmed her even further, making her forget her guilt and revel in his closeness. She snuggled into the embrace and moved her right hand to caress him. The Quickening hit her about that time and she ended up smacking his shoulder instead. She groaned. “Not again. You could have warned me.” She holds herself perfectly still waiting for her body to right itself again. “I guess one plus, and difference, we’re both naked this time, and I am already in your lap.” Her amusement is evident in her voice.
She made an experimental move with her hips and still moved faster than she’d been prepared for. It caused his hard shaft to stab rather deeply inside her, and while it sent shivers through her, she still froze once more. She settled for tightening and loosening her vaginal muscles instead, and though still faster than she anticipates, she figures is far less dangerous to his wellbeing than having her flail about socking him.
Litha had found the kill still undisturbed and settled in to eat. Not too long after her arrival though the coyote pack found it as well. Grabbing a chunk of the meat, she quietly slips away to leave them the kill. She takes a wide circle and returns to the couple from the opposite direction. She stays far enough back to watch as she finishes off the meat. Watching Becka Feed off Alex, Litha gives a nod, and then licks her fingers. Good, they are complete once more. She stalks the couple, quieter than the sound of butterfly wings. Once she is upon them her arms wrap around both and she nuzzles each in turn. “No more stupidity from you two. You hear me.”
Alex smiled at Becka encountering the quickening. "Mmm, you in my lap is the best place." The sensation of her gyrating hips sent a moan of pleasure from him. Her vaginal muscles continued to set him off though and his body shuddered at the sensation of her silk gripping his cock.
Litha's embrace was a warm welcome. Alex laughed out loud. "You have a deal my cousin." His body relaxed into the embrace of the two women he claimed that night. Becka's body still sent shivers of pleasure into his. "I'm surprised you can still walk straight enough to stalk like that. I'm going to have to work the two of you over on the plane tomorrow to fix that. Can't have my women stalking around half fucked." His tease was to let Litha know all was well and that they were now free to explore the wonders of feral sex without danger anymore. The smell of sex filled the air from all three of them. He marveled at how well the two women had taken his sex attack. Becka was only spent from hunger and Litha still seemed energized. The idea of exhausting them both was very tempting to him.
Becka was quickened now and Litha was newly fed. The scales were close to even now with the two of them. He doubted he could wear them out tonight. If anything he was caught between the two women and was slightly in danger of getting dominated himself. He was going to let them sooner or later. Litha was going to be hungry for it and Becka would probably join her. Given they had both let him own them, it was only a fair balancing act to let them own him.
Becka just carefully snuggled into Alex’s embrace more at his words. Her muscles never let up on his cock, even after her body finally sort itself enough to not have her flailing about like a clumsy toddler. Litha’s arrival caused her to shift a bit in his lap to snuggle into her embrace without leaving Alex’s.
A sultry chuckle comes from Litha. “Your women?” She glances briefly to Becka, trying to gauge something obviously. They’d shared many a man, and woman, in the past, but neither had been married to the third person. Finding no protest from Becka though, she turns back to Alex. “Mayhap ‘your women’ will wear you out on the plane tomorrow night. As for my stalking abilities, I am Lycan. No amount of… discomfort is going to keep me from my prey.”
Litha made herself more comfortable. She twined her right leg and foot with Alex,’s right leg, her knee against Becka’s butt. She slide her right arm down Becka’s back until it came to rest loosely around her waist. Her left arm moved until it found its way around Alex’s waist as well. She laid her head on his right shoulder and gave a quiet sigh. She, like Becka, was content to sit here with the two people who were suddenly so very important in her life. Taking the time for themselves before the press of the world had them by the throat again.
She studied Becka’s peaceful face not too far from her own. Alex was definitely an amazing man. He wasn’t afraid that he might have hurt her, or been hurt by her with their sexual encounter, being rough and brutal. And yet looking at Becka, calm and happy in his arms, he could equally be gentle and loving. Pity she hadn’t yet found a Lycan like him.
The Universe sat back and watched as the last ingredient to the newest Evolutional Brew was added. Alex’s Ancient Blood mixed and absorbed into Becka’s body. Reaching the twin life she carried, it worked its way into that life and made drastic changes. The twins would grow for the rest of the night and through the day until they reached a certain size. Becka would only be vaguely aware of the change. Until the next night when it seemed her belly had popped out in her sleep. Making her look four months pregnant.
Alex laughed at Litha. "Don't worry my cousin, you two will be free to try and wear me out. I'll bring my best." His tease had hit a chord with Litha and he almost felt guilty for getting under her skin. "You two are just lucky there is only one man in the mix. One of these days you'll have to round up a Lycan and then see where it goes." It was interesting to hear Litha refer to the after feeling as discomfort. He smiled wondering what word she had wanted to use.
Alex knew the bodies of the women would recover quickly. A human would have not done well at all, but they were going to come away just fine. Litha had been key in discovering the pleasure it gave Becka to be fucked roughly. He might never have realized just how much she enjoyed it so much if Litha had not set her off. Litha was always going to hold a special place in his heart for many things, but that alone was precious enough. It gave him immense pleasure to bring such fantasy to the two of them. It was an added bonus he could feel the pain he inflicted. It told him when it was too much and not enough. The women were more than safe with him. He wasn't going to do anything they did not desire. It wasn't about torture, it was about the amplification of their pleasure from the pain. He had had to do worse to Sofia. In many ways, their rough sex was tame and he was fine with that. He was just tickled pink he could do for them what he had done.
Alex had no idea his blood had caused such a change in the children. He still only thought there was one child. In fact, if he knew Lycans reproduced, he might have even been worried about getting Litha pregnant, but his ignorance on the matter left him in the assumption they added to their numbers by conversion just as the vampires did.
He thought about the trip back to the road. It would be nice to carry Becka with him in her. He had the meat to carry though, so that made things a little complex for that.
"You think we can make it back in time for some showers and a little cuddling in the bed?" For Alex, the prairie was nice, but wherever Becka was, was nice. Litha's presence was always going to be a welcome addition as well. She was definitely family to him now and no matter how it irked her, Alex's tease of calling her his woman really came with the heartfelt connection of family she held with Becka and him.
Litha gave a snort of disgust. “Won’t be happening anytime soon big fella.” She then chuckles. “But trying to wear you out, now that will be fun.” She suddenly stood up and then moved to grab Alex’s spoils from the kill. “Yeah we may as well head back. The coyotes found the kill with no problems.” She starts to walk away and after a few steps turns and looks at the two with an arched brow.
Becka sighed and groaned, not really wanting to move. But when Litha rose to go she scrambled up. As she thought about it, a shower or bath actually sounded good. She was generally more hygienic than she had been since meeting Alex. She looked down at him with a smirk suddenly. “Dirty Old Man, you are a bad distraction.” She then turned to join Litha.
Alex laughed again. "Mmm, you two are going to look like me on a DNA test when you finally throw in the towel." He winked at each woman. Alex walked up behind the women and gave them both a playful spank on their bottoms. "Mmm, you don't know how lucky two beautiful women like you make an old man feel. I'm happy to distract you two anytime." He put a kiss on the back of Becka's head and then on the back of Litha's head. "What do you think Rebeckah, should we let Litha sleep with us for a year? That's the Woman's Dance contract right? You think you can handle us for a year or that we'll bore you to death my cousin?" He was feeling very chipper and enjoying teasing the women. It was being a terrible flirt, but the fact that both women were covered in his seed made him disregard all pretense. Becka had been fulfilled and the future seemed reborn to him.
On a whim he picked Becka up and put her on his shoulders. Her weight on his frame was welcome and wonderful. His arms closed over her thighs and held her tight. "It's kind of silly making the pregnant lady walk all this way, don't you think?" Becka was extremely special to him and that was never going to change, but he felt love for Litha as well. She had rescued them from a nasty rift and there was never going to be denial of that fact in his heart and mind.
Both women gasped and whirled around at the spanks. They both shook their heads at him and then continued on. Becka wrapped an arm around Alex’s waist as they walked along. She gives a shrug. “I have no problems, but Litha gets bored easy. Think you’re up to keeping her interested for a whole year?” She gasps when Alex puts her on his shoulders. “Hey! Put me down! I’m pregnant, not handicapped! Besides I’m facing the wrong way anyway.”
Litha chuckled listening to both of them. “I don’t know, Agathon. Becka’s right, I do get bored easily.” She watched Alex place Becka on his shoulders. She chortled at Becka’s comments, nearly falling over at the last.
Alex had to laugh at Becka's joke as well. "If I faced you the right way, I'd never find the road again." Litha's comments seemed like an opening to him to tease her more.
"Mmm, maybe we need a bet for tomorrow on the plane. If I wear you two out before we get to Ireland, You have to settle down with Becka and me for a year. If you two wear me out, you can skip out on us as soon as you get bored. If we tie, Becka gets to decide which way to throw the bet reward. Sound like a deal?" He grinned at Litha. His tease was designed to get her to shrug the whole thing off. He hoisted Becka back down, giving her butt a kiss on the way back to her feet. "Mmm, maybe I should hold you in my lap on the way back my love. I'm sure Litha won't get jealous seeing as how I'm so boring to her anyway."
As they got closer to the road, Alex was enjoying the idea that the three of them clicked so well. Litha really did seem like an important glue to them. She was there when Becka needed a friend that was not her true romantic interest. Somehow her love for him created a barrier. Litha knew how to get through the doors of that barrier. It was a precious thing on the trip.
“And your point is?”
Alex’s reply and Becka’s return quip nearly did Litha in. She suddenly stopped and bent over howling with laughter. After several minutes she got herself under control and wiped tears from her eyes. “Oh, you two are too much.” She looked at Alex as he issued his challenge. He didn’t see Becka’s eyes widen or her jaw drop a bit with her sitting on his shoulders. He did see Litha’s eyes narrow slightly and a sly smile take over her lips. “You have a bet, Agathon.” The groan from Becka was worth it too.
Becka’s feet hit the ground lightly when Alex finally put her down. She looked at him over her shoulder with a strange expression. Then she shook her head and continued towards the road. “I’d be happy to sit in your lap, my love, but you have to keep your hands flat on the seat.” Litha cocked her head, catching the note in Becka’s voice. She looked at Alex and gave a quiet laugh. Saying nothing she followed Becka.
Alex turned serious. "Okay, I've screwed up here. Rebeckah, I was joking around and I crossed the line somehow. How do I fix this? I'm not sure we have a legal bet here Litha. Rebecka hasn't endorsed it and it does involve all three of us." Alex could kick himself for derailing the fun. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Rebeckah yet again. Hopefully he would get blasted for his stupidity. He dreaded the door locking potential for his screw up.
Both women turned and looked at Alex with pure confusion on their faces. Becka recovered first, still confused but not about to let him renege on a bet. “Oh no you don’t, Ancient. You, sir, have a bet, and you aren’t going to back out because you’ve suddenly gotten cold feet.” She has walked up to him wagging a finger at him, standing toe to toe as she finishes.
Litha though confused on Alex’s thinking, had to laugh at the sight of short Becka looking up at tall Alex and giving him a reprimand. It was like the squirrel chewing out the bear for getting to close to her nut stash. Litha chimed in suddenly. “What’s the problem Old Man? Afraid a couple of whelps will run you to ground?”
Alex got a 'who me?' expression on his face. "Very well, we have a bet." He was relieved Rebeckah wasn't offended by the bet. The thought of sex all night with the two women caused his cock to rise. HIs hands descended on Becka's bottom and lifted her up to his stomach. His rod was pointing at her sex as if to remind everyone where it wanted to be. His neck craned forward and gave her a kiss that had a healthy dose of passion in it as he started walking again. He broke the kiss off. "Just making sure everyone was on board." He smiled at Becka's beautiful blues before him. His hands lowered her to tease the end of his cock on her petals.
Becka squirmed a bit at being picked up, but the movement seemed to do nothing but make his member stand straighter at attention. She huffed at him until he kissed her. The kiss and the tease made her wet once more and she gave a quiet sigh. It wasn’t fair the ease that he had to make her body respond to him. She was going to have to get him back somehow.
Litha rolled her eyes and shook her head. Idly she wondered who was really pregnant. Becka with the sudden hunger needs or Alex with the mood swings. “Come on you two. Our rides nearly here and we still have to get dressed.” She moved off in the direction of their clothes.
Alex eased Becka's folds over his cock. He couldn't resist taking advantage of one last penetration before they had to get dressed again. They made it to their clothes all too quickly. The bounce of walking with his rod inside of Becka was very pleasurable. "I hate when the clock runs out." He lifted and let Becka back onto her feet. "Thank you for riding me beautiful. I love you." He gave her another passionate kiss. "We'll make it up later."
Reluctantly Alex put his clothes back on. He envied humans being able to stay up all hours if they so desired, but the envy stopped right about there.
Litha was already dressing when the two came to a stop. She bit her lip to keep from smiling at them. Becka just smiled after he put her down and kissed her. That had been very interesting, and she filed it away for a later exploration. She turned and quickly dressed just as their ride pulled up.
Litha strode to the vehicle and greeted Eagle as he got out and stood there. He said something that sounded harsh, and she responded in kind. Eagle gave a slight shrug and made some other comment. Litha looked at him with a smirk and practically purred her response at him. Whatever she’d said made his eyes narrow as he glared at her. She ignored him and climbed into the shotgun position. He too climbed back into the car.
Becka walked up slowly, watching Litha and Eagle. She raised her brow at their last actions, but didn’t ask. She climbed into the back seat and waited for Alex to get in with her. Once Alex was in, she took his hands and placed them palms down on the seat, then climbed into his lap, still holding his palms against the seat. Mentally she spoke. “I’d told you I’d sit in your lap, but only with your hands flat on the seat.”
Litha glanced back as Eagle took off, she did a double take then turned back facing forward, a low laugh from her drifting back to Alex and Becka’s ears. As much as she wanted to watch Alex squirm, Eagle was here and was quite the damper on the party.
Becka wiggled around in Alex’s lap as if trying to get comfortable, but she made sure her wiggle was in an up and down motion then a wiggle about one. Once she felt situated enough, she switched her wiggling to moving her hips in very tight, very slow circles. Her hands lifted off his until the tips of her finger rested feather soft on the backs of his hands, she then slowly ran them up his arms to his elbows. There she left off to continue raising them until her left wrapped around Alex’s neck, and her right continued the feather soft stroking on his face, neck, and ears. Her mental voice drifted into his mind again. “Remember, hands stay where they are.”
Alex had to rush to get dressed as well. His shoes were just barely on when the ride showed. Alex stood by Becka during the exchange between Litha and Eagle. He wished he had learned native American languages, but he hadn't and the mystery was just going to be a mystery. Alex slipped into the back with Becka. The walking experiment had turned into simple frustration for him. His cock was still rock solid and hungry for Becka.
Alex smiled when he realized what he had signed up for. His hands stayed in place as Becka climbed onto his lap. His cock was pressed against his lower stomach aching for her touch. His thighs received the only gratification though. His voice answered in her mind, "Okay my love. I'll behave."
Litha's laugh told him he was probably in trouble. The women definitely enjoyed getting the best of him and it seemed their conspiracy was a good one. Alex let out a deep breath as Beck wiggled around and caught his shaft in the crotch of her pants beneath his pants. His voice sounded in her mind again. "I see revenge is sweet my love."
Her ass and hips played his cock around. He literally squirmed at the frustration. His mind had to focus to keep his hands in place. His palms and fingers ached for Becka as much as his loins did. Her hands up his arms sent electric tingles up his body and goose bumps rose up his arms. Her left hand encountered a fresh rising of goose bumps on the back of his neck as her right hand caused his face to redden in pleasure as the light contact. She was driving him nuts and he wasn't going to be able to do anything about it until they reached the house.
His voice called into Becka's mind again. "Enjoy yourself. You are safe from my hands until we get to the house." Alex couldn't help but think Becka and Litha were deliciously dangerous for him.
A throaty chuckle escaped Becka’s lips. She stopped her hip movement for a few heart beats, then rocked her hips back and forth stroking his cock with her crotch briefly before stopping again. She then continued the very slow tight circles in the opposite direction. Her right hand slid down to Alex’s neck and started tracing the Fertility Knot. Her mental voice is full of amusement. “Mmm, so you say, but I have a sneaking suspicion you won’t have the chance.”
Alex reached out to Becka's mind. "We have to prepare for Ireland soon. Do we start now and tell our family?" There was no way to tell what ceremony was left for the night. It could easily be Becka and Alex celebrating their wedding or easily being letting others know now they had a trip to go on. It was Becka's call.
Becka looks at Alex and nods. She turns back to the three Lycans. “We are going to have to leave for Ireland in the next day or two. Litha, would you check on The BoB for me know and again? I shudder to think what the place will look like with Max and Terrance in charge when I…” She stops briefly realizing her and Alex haven’t discussed where they might live when this is all over. She starts back up moving to the three people who mean much in her life and hugs them. “I love you. Stay Safe. Mother Earth’s Blessings on you all.” Each one hugs her in return. Nothing is said, they all know that the two Vampires have some charge by Mother Earth to complete. Then each come and give Alex a hug.
As Dancing Water hugs him, she whispers. “You two look good together.” As she steps back she smiles. “Don’t think you two are getting out of the Marriage Dance by this either.”
Narkel steps up next and gives Alex a hug as well. “Take care of her, huh. And come back for a visit as soon as you can.” He steps back and clasps him on the shoulder.
Litha doesn’t move and she shakes her head at Becka. “I’d love to help Becka, but I won’t be able to. I’m coming with you. I’ll get Red Paw to stop by though.” By her look, she won’t take no for an answer. Becka at first is thrilled Litha wants to go, but it is quickly suppressed as she looks to Alex, wondering how he feels about it.
Alex accepted Dancing Water's hug and answered, "Wouldn't think of it. Thank you."
Narkel received a return hug and clasp. "We will return as soon as we can. Even if we have to rebuild the Bucket of Blood."
Alex was a bit worried about the accommodations in Ireland. "I have an old kind of associate, Brian McMillan. Rebeckah may already know him. He's not amiable, but we need a place to sleep. Lycans in Europe mostly supported Vlad and have poisoned the well just as vampires have here. We would have to put Lithia up somewhere else probably and hope Rebeckah doesn't stake me out in the lawn for having to deal with Brian. If you are willing to lay low Lithia, we can figure something out. I'm just not certain how to deal with full moon and I don't know how long... wait, we could stay in the plane hangar. There is an underground storage room there. It's kind of rough accommodations, but it would work. Saves having to unload the plane very far anyway and we would be under company protection to prevent any snooping."
Alex figured Becka's double wide was going to make things easy for the trip. He worried about Lithia not having good freedom and the potential vampire hostilities. Keeping Rebeckah safe was one thing. If Lithia ran into trouble, it could really be ugly. Vampires kept silvered weapons there and some of them considered Lycans lower than humans on the food chain, no matter what the fact of the matter was. He wasn't even sure what the fledgling population count was these days. If Nicholai was running loose in Ireland that just didn't bode well for the place. It didn't leave Alex with a good feeling in his stomach about Lars either. Why he would let Nicholai off the hook was beyond him. "Maybe we need to talk to the recent arrival from Ireland to learn more before we make final plans. There are so many unknowns." He wished they had a call to visit Egypt instead. Hepitut would know a lot. Lithia could carry the Ankh more safely than Becka could.
Becka was completely quiet, even along their link, and listened to Alex speak. Litha shrugged at his words. “You don’t need to worry about me, Gorgeous. I can take care of myself. The full moon hasn’t affected me for about 3000+ years now. I can change at will. If need be, I can become a wolf for the stay, and be Becka’s pet while we’re out and about. And guard you both while you sleep, especially if you are worried about your host’s… manners.” Her eyes twinkle suddenly and a sly smile crosses her face. “Besides, it might give Becka a status up amongst the old Europeans if she had a Lycan on a leash.” She gives Becka a wink, and then looks back to Alex.
Becka couldn’t keep quiet anymore. Amusement practically rocketed through their link. She finally spoke to Alex through their mind link. “Litha will come whether you agree or not. She knows we go to Ireland, and she knows the place of both my Births. If you don’t agree now, she’ll be waiting for us when we get there. She wants to go because of us, yes, but she has her own agenda as well, and that is you.”
Becka knew Litha well. Now that Alex was approved and safe, she wanted a chance at him. It didn’t bother Becka in the least. They’d shared a mate a time or two, and well as others. What amused her is that Alex was not picking up the clues and she’d had to give him a hint. She was also interested to see how Alex would react to the idea. "It's a done deal then. I have a special item that will come in use anyway. I think you will be the keeper of it in Ireland Lithia."
Alex wasn't going to get in the way of having Lithia's help. He conferred with Becka on the other matter though. "Rebeckah, you are my mate. Lithia is family. If you wish me to bed her with you, I will. You are my mate by Earth Right, though. Lithia cannot win my heart from you. As long as she understands that, I can fulfill her desires with your blessing." Alex understood sex for vampires was not a commitment of any kind. He also understood that the Earth was matriarch oriented. Giving birth was queen. While plural sex happened a fair amount in feeding, this was the first time Alex had a marriage to honor. The idea that Lithia had her heart set on trying to win Alex was disheartening. He tried to remember if she chose during the dance, but he had been watching Becka with every free moment a woman gave him. "We just can't break her heart, Rebeckah. You know that. She's our family. Talk to her and make sure she knows before following a path that ends. She can only be in our wake, My Love. You know this."
"Don't we have a marriage dance to do?" Humans would have probably thought Alex mad for jumping into an eternal bond so strongly, but they didn't understand the power of the Earth nor the vampire culture. Marriage was an honor few held. Honoring it with a dance seemed the least that could be done.
Litha nodded. “Very well. I will set up a few things, just give me a howl when you’ve sorted when you’ll leave.” With that she hopped down from the short platform and strode off.
Becka almost busts out in laughter, the only thing holding her back was Alex was so serious. Her mirth though couldn’t be hidden through their link. “Oh sweet Agathon. It is clear you know nothing of Lycans. She’s not the least bit interested in your heart. She’s not even interested in any form of love from you, not as you are thinking anyway. She just wants your body now and again, and some good fun sex. While Lycans can and do marry, they rarely stay monogamous. Narkel and Dancing Water are an oddity in truth.”
Dancing Water chuckled at her new son-in-laws enthusiasm. “That is held in three days’ time. Are you willing to put off your travels for that long? There is no rush right now, Alex, and if nothing else it can be an excuse for you to return for a visit.”
Alex sent back a message to Becka. "With your blessing she can have that." Relief spread over him that Lithia's heart wasn't in danger.
Alex looked at Dancing Water. "Yes, I think we will make that on the return visit, Mother. The Earth has already bound us and with the issues so foreign to me I dare not make Her wait for a celebration that we will complete in good time anyway."
It wasn't going to do well to ponder what mystery waited in Ireland. While three days’ time with Becka in leisure sounded like pure bliss, there was no way to tell if suffering would go unchecked for that amount of time. Alex's gut told him to check Ireland. It also told him to talk to the fledgling that came into the BoB. Max would need notification as well.
Another mind message popped to Becka. "It's probably time my grave dirt changed chambers. Is it time for the Bucket of Blood?"
Dancing Water bows her head slightly, and she smiles a gentle at him. “I thought so. You are correct, Mother Earth has joined you two, and the Marriage Dance is but a mortal formality.” Becka did snort vocally this time, though she still spoke mentally to him. “You really think I’d mind? It is Litha after all.” She received odd looks for her noise on the heels of Dancing Water’s words. And she blinked as she realized what she’d done. “Oh. Uh… no… I didn’t mean… Gotta go, lots to do before we leave.” She grabs Alex’s hand and pulls him off the platform. “Love ya, hope to see ya soon.” As they leave the Gather, she finally replies to him mentally. “Oh yeah, defiantly time to get back to The BoB.”
She holds it until they are past the clearing and into the woods on their way to the car. She suddenly stops and is hit with a fit of giggles. After many long moments she gets herself back under control. “Sorry. Oh, I’m going to get what for next time I see them.” Suddenly she smacks Alex’s arm and mock glares at him. “How could you let me do such a thing?” She suddenly grins. “Oh, never mind, let’s get home, huh.” She heads off towards the car, more than ready to get back to The BoB.
"Thank you all. You are a blessing to our union. We will return."
Alex had to laugh at Becka's flustered state. The timing on her mother's words was precious. Everyone knew how human women put way too much priority on their wedding ceremonies. Becka seemed strangely human to the crowd on that one.
Alex can't help but laugh at Becka when she giggles in the woods. Her attempt at being upset was too funny. It wasn't like he could assume she wouldn't mind. His position had been compromised a couple of times assuming and he was done with that activity for the evening if he could help it.
He pulled her towards him and gave her a big kiss and hug. "I love you. I'm not saying that because you got yourself in trouble either, but it is cute."
The door is open and waiting for her when she gets to the car and Alex kisses her on the lips as she climbs in. As he slips into the driver seat he has to laugh at his folly of feeling so in danger when they first got out. They took the extremely fast trip home, but for Becka it now seemed humdrum. She was too connected to Alex and could anticipate his driving just as easily as he could. "I'm only using the Fertility knot on you Rebeckah. It's off limits to Lithia. It would be a violation to the Earth. You probably already know that, but I just wanted to avoid anything awkward during a plural meeting. I'm worried about Max seeing me whisk you away to Ireland and away from the BoB. He might not be too happy about that." As important as Becka's mission to Frisco was, the Earth was a veto on that. He would bring Becka back as soon as he could, but the Earth's business had to have priority.
The McLaren pulled into the BoB and Alex was out in a flash to get the door for Becka. He stole another kiss. "You ready for the announcement inside? Am I making it or you? Maybe I should since I'm the lucky one, but you have more credibility." He smiled and winked at Becka as he opened the doors for her.
Becka liked the McLaren well enough, but she started debating getting a pickup for Alex if they came back to Frisco, or maybe a motorcycle, something where she could sit close to him, and not have car in the way. She looked side long at him as they drove. “You only love me cuz now you’re part of a cool family. Admit it that was your game all along the moment you stepped into The BoB.” Her playfulness disappeared as he spoke of more serious subjects. She shrugged at the whole Celtic Knot thing. “If that’s what you prefer. Far be it from me to force you into something that makes you uncomfortable.” She turned thoughtful. “As for Max, I think he already knew when he came to the Gather. It seems there’s worlds more to Max then I ever dreamed of.”
She loved that he kept stealing kisses from her, as she got out of the car. “Not really, no. Terrance will have some form of Vampiric heart failure then go all peacocky probably. Max won’t be fazed. Vessa probably could care less, not really knowing either of us. As for the Humans? Jimmy and Sarah will probably wonder that we’ve moved so quick, and I’ll hear tons of advice later when you aren’t around about how we moved too fast, it’ll never last, and when it does goes south have the sense to get the hell outta Dodge instead of staying miserable.” As she stepped through the door, she sighed.
Fortunately, The BoB was nearly empty. Just a few Vampires still lurking about until they closed, the Humans either finally giving up and going home, or passing out and being cabbed home. Max was at the door in his usual Bouncer place. He looked the two over and then gave a slight nod and a quiet congratulation. Terrance on the other hand when he spotted them gave a whoop and bounded over. “How was the Gather? Anyone hot there? How was the dancing? What did people wear? Come on woman spill!” He’d grabbed her by the shoulders and gently shook her with his last words.
Becka laughed. “Terrance, I keep telling you, you should go to the Gathers yourself, nothing beats first-hand experience.”
Terrance lets her go and takes a couple steps back. “Oh no, nuh huh, not this Vampy. I have no desire of being eaten alive.”
Becka rolls her eyes and looped an arm around Alex’s waist. “Alex went, and as you can see, he’s still alive, and not eaten. Though he is now married.”
Terrance gave a snort. “Alex is a big, bad Old Blood, of course he--” He cuts off and looks at Alex in stunned shock. “Wait? Married? Who’d you marry?”
Alex could not resist playing along with Becka's tease in the car. "Yeah, my pilot tipped me off that there was this hot bartender with a cousin that would double team you in bed if you played your cards right. Guess I got a lucky hand." She got a huge smile and wink from him after he said it.
Max really was something else. It was unfortunate he was such a closed book. It was obvious the book was too valuable to risk trying to pry open. It might blow up in the process and Max would be a hard loss to them. His reply of "I agree" to her statement of Max was more deeply profound than he was prepared to explore.
Becka would be able to talk Alex into a different vehicle easy enough. The McLaren was really just to seduce food with its luxury while giving him a smooth ride for his eccentric driving habits. It also allowed him a way to prove to business men that he was for real since his personal appearance was not the conventional suite and tie uniform they all loved so well. She was going to have trouble conning him into a motorcycle because food would be hard to convey to safe places for consumption. A pickup would be nice though. It would hold her double wide coffin and with an extended cabin, groceries could be conveyed. They were eating for four now, but Alex was only aware of the two of them.
Alex listened to Becka give him the rundown and watched Terrance set himself up. The imp came out in Alex and he decided to cheese it up for Terrance. He smiled as he gave the story.
"Well Terrance, it's kind of a wild ride really. There was all this hot leather with skin showing everywhere to tease you ever time you looked at it. We were having a great time when Becka had to go get ready for the Women's Dance. You know what they don't wear for that, because I wouldn't call what they were wearing clothes. They are cardiovascular excitation devices or something, not clothes. So I'm watching all of these bodies moving like you would not believe. Becka had the whole crowd staring at her as you could well imagine. She stole the show really. Her moves made sex look boring. I'm sure lots of leather needs washing right about now just from her dancing alone. I'm thinking I'm the only vampire there and nothing is going to happen, right? Wrong. Lap dances just keep coming and it’s a different woman every time. I'm surprised my eyes didn't pop out of my head. So the hour is finally up, but it's not the only thing up. There were more things up there than a major stock exchange hub. This absolutely smoking woman dances her way to my lap and gives me a kiss I will never forget. I can't believe my luck, because it's for a whole year. She must have a thing for dirty old men in tight leather or something. So I carry her into the woods thinking this is my lucky year and the sex is absolutely out of this world. I'm talking total out of body experience. I guess she must've got something out of it too, because I looked into her incredibly beautiful icy blue eyes and told her we were married and she agreed. So now I'm married to the most incredible woman at the Gathering. We're taking a honeymoon in Ireland where she was born and then coming back for the Marriage Dance after that. In fact, I need to find Vessa and ask her for some places to go in Ireland."
Alex paused, still smiling. He was tempted to add, 'Oh, and it's Becka in case the eyes didn't give it away,' but that seemed even way cheesier than he had already laid it on. Instead he decided on different angle. "So, Terrance, get your butt out to the next one. You just never know who wants to sit in your lap." He wondered if his dairy farm stocks went up or down with that one, but he hoped Terrance enjoyed it. Becka might slap the crap out of him, but he could always regenerate from that.
Terrance stared at Alex wide eyed and shocked at first. He started grinning and nodding like a fool. “Wow! Really? You’ve married a Lycan that had been born in the Old World.” He frowns slightly, “I thought they all died out… Oh wait, duh, some woulda had to have come here from the Old World or there wouldn’t be any here now. So, icy blue eyes? Wow, like yours…. Becka…” He frowns again and starts to peer at both Becka and Alex, only to be shocked by a strange sound behind them, looking back, he sees Max… laughing?
Becka had nearly fell out with the joke Alex was pulling on Terrance, it was all she could do to not laugh, and at one point she had to bury her face against Alex’s chest to help hold the laughter and grin in. Her head snaps up as she too hears the same strange sound as Terrance. She looks around Alex to seeing a sight she thought she’d never witness, Max laughing.
“Terrance, Becka and Alex are now married. And if you’d stop trying to act like an airheaded and flamboyant playboy, you would have noticed it immediately. And you call yourself Becka’s dearest friend.” He gives a snort, and then settles back into his usual stoic self.
Becka blinked a few times at Max, and then shakes herself slightly when he goes back to normal. She turns to Terrance. “Yes, Terrance, Alex and I are now married. And we’ll be leaving for Ireland in a day or two. So that will leave you and Max with The BoB.”
Terrance briefly debated doing a full blown hissy fit, he was feeling much like he’d been put in a pit with a bunch of rabid Lycans and was getting his ass seriously kicked. “Oh, nice, my best friend gets married and doesn’t invite me. To make matters worse, Tall, Dark, and Usually Silent there evidently had been cuz he knows about it. Maybe I don’t want The BoB.” With that he turns and stalks off. He’s not really mad though. In fact he’s delighted for Becka, a bit shocked at her choice of a Husband, but delighted for her. And a bit relieved.
Becka gapes as Terrance walks off. “Well, of all the--” Suddenly she breaks out in laughter.
Terrance turns to look at her, and she runs up and hugs him. He grins. “I’m happy for you, luv.” He looks over at Alex. “An odd choice for a husband, but if he makes you happy, then I’m happy.” He gives her a hard hug, and then lets her go. “Now, I have The BoB to run, her owner’s suddenly gone lazy, and she needs someone to look after her. Off with you. Oh, and I’d better be invited to that… whatzit… dance thing.” Becka giggles at him and shakes her head. Turning, she holds her hand out towards Alex.
Alex had to turn around to see what all the shock was about and he was shocked at as well. A big grin lit up his face to see Max laughing. The cheese had paid off in spades. Max could not have honored him more with that laugh of his. If anyone deserved one, it was certainly Max.
Alex took Becka's hand and stole a kiss from her while doing it. An odd feeling came over him that felt like hunger, but it was faint and foreign. It was like when he was a teenager before becoming a vampire and it was kind of confusing. "Did you feel that?" he asked Becka. It had been an odd night and there was nothing to make of it really.
His superficial review of the evening caused his thoughts to drift towards Becka's leather clad form. She really was intensely sexy. It was a bit crazy how beautiful she looked. "My goodness, Lithia knows how to dress you Rebeckah. You could shut down San Francisco rush hour in that leather." He became more aware of the leather in his crotch as his body reacted to thinking of her. It really was like being a teenager again. Somehow Becka was stripping all those years off him.
"I'm going to have to call Steve to fly over and pick up your coffin. We can leave the McLaren here if you think Max can handle having half a million of car parked in the lot or I can have it moved over to the hangar where the security will be tighter. I'll move my grave dirt over to your coffin and we can sleep together. My travel coffin can stay here or it collapses to fit in the McLauren." He couldn't really say why, but the idea of being asleep next to Becka in the same coffin had sudden appeal to him. It was intimate and special to him. Even if he was dead to the world, being next to her like that felt important.
His hand let go of hers and started tracing the lace and skin down the exposed part of her thighs. His mind was drifting off business and pleasure was clouding his thinking. His bride was just too beautiful and wonderful to go neglected on her wedding night. His eyes started showing desire gazing into hers. "Anyway, if we are both in your coffin, we don't have to make the trip to it and can spend the last seconds of sunrise naked in each other’s' arms." It was odd and wonderful to not be able to break the spell of desire on his own anymore. He realized if he had been a human, there would have been no resisting her. There was no resisting her now.
She shakes her head and looks at him a bit puzzled. “Not exactly.” Something had echoed through their bond but she wasn’t sure what it was. “I felt something through you, but I have no idea what it was.”
Becka shivered at Alex’s touch, and then grabbed his hand off her body and drug him down below. One, she wasn’t about to give the few Vampires and the two Humans left in The BoB a show, they could go to Vegas for something like that. Two, she was smart enough to know they had to complete a few things business wise before they could return to more fun and pleasurable matters.
She led him to the room his coffin was now in. “Max can handle the McLaren, might drive it now and then, but he can handle it. Your coffin’s fine here as well, now, get your dirt.”
She waits for him, and then leads him next to her rooms. She waves at the other door. “Go put your dirt in my pretty, clean coffin.” She was teasing him, since she really didn’t mind, especially if it meant Alex would be sleeping with her. While she waited for Alex to finish that chore, she walked over to one of the tables, opened a drawer, and pulled an old fashioned phone out. When he returns, she points to it and tells him to call Steve.
While he is on the phone with Steve, Becka gets all impish and evil. She walks slowly to stand before Alex and then does a slow strip of her clothes. She sits briefly and slowly unlaces each moccasin boot and takes them off just as slowly. She then slowly rises and reaches behind her to untie the back of her shirt. Once done she moves to untying the top of her shirt behind her neck and just lets the whole thing fall to the floor. Next she pulls one tie on her pants, then the other. Splaying her hands on her ribs, she runs the palms of her hands down her sides and proceeds to scoot the pants off to pool on her feet. She steps out of the pile of clothes and stands before him completely naked. Her desire for him lights up her eyes.
Becka's prudence reigned and Alex followed her down to the basement. "If I can't trust Max with it, who can I trust?" He would give Max the keys. Maybe it would add a little joy to Max's life as it had his.
Alex went to collect the dirt that replenished his strength during the day. It was an odd price demanded of Earth, but nothing came without some balancing force. He pulled the bottom lining out that was a dirt filled mattress. The wool was very tightly woven and marked with ancient Egyptian symbols that predated the pyramids. Those alone would make a wet dream for an archeologist. It was very heavy by human standards, but very light to Alex. It draped over his left shoulder like his was carrying foam mat. He drew his clothes sack from the side as well with his free hand and moved over to Becka's room.
Alex thought how his mattress was proof that he was not as old as dirt. What gave him strength and sustenance was way older than him in that mattress. You had to be younger than your own grave to be a vampire. It was kind of funny she would not be sleeping with something as old as dirt though. "Well, I am looking forward to dirtying up your coffin a bit. You know how us dirty old vampires are." His right eye winked at her.
The phone almost made Alex laugh. It did put a bright smile on his face. "You sure this phone isn't older than dirt?" he teased. He rang up Steve who took a little bit to answer the phone. Becka moved around to him and he was all eyes on her.
"Hi, Steve. It's Alex. I need you to fly over here and arrange for pickup of a double wide coffin." Alex's brow lifted seeing Becka start to take off her moccasins. She was doing it slowly and his body reacted to that almost instantly picking up on the signal she was up to no good. Alex tried to wave her off and only got her impish grin in return.
"We have to fly to Ireland, but I need a stop in OKC to pick up an item from my basement. A...." His mind froze a bit as Becka reached behind her shirt. Oh no she wasn't. He was caught and couldn't do anything about it. "...Lycan is coming with us as long as my wife." "Alex, you aren't making sense. Are you alright?" Alex was slow to reply. His eyes were watching Becka undo her top and widening a bit at the sight of her bare breasts. "I'm married now and two are coming with me...I mean us. Two beautiful globes...women, women I mean." "Alex, is this come kind of prank. What the hell?" "No, no prank. Pickup at the Bucket of Blood for a beautiful box...um, coffin.. and two sexy legs...I mean women." Alex's mind was a bit of a swirl watching her pants come off. The loss of control was inviting as frustrating as it was. "What has gotten into you? Am I picking up that blue eyed beauty of a bartender or two extra passengers?" "Yes," Alex answered. "The bartender is my new wife and my new cousin is the other. Look, Steve, something has come up. Just be at the Bucket of Blood with a truck by sunset, okay?" His pants were straining holding in his erection and his eyes were glazed over with desire. Steve sighed over the phone. "Okay, Alex, but you have some explaining to do when I get there." The phone went dead and Alex couldn't hang it up fast enough. "You are too sexy for business my Love. You think you can catch me up on events and find out what's pressing?" His body was craving her touch madly now and he was smiling brightly with anticipation of Becka's touch.
Becka gave a throaty chuckle as she glided over to him. “Problems, my Husband? And no, the phone’s not old as dirt since the telephone hasn’t been around quite that long yet.” She reaches out and takes his shirt off, careful not to touch his body with her hands. Then she squats down on her heels and removes his shoes while he sits there. Untying his pants, she struggles a bit to get them off without touching him still. Stepping back she lets her gaze travel all over him. “Mmmm, think you’re caught up on events now. As for what’s pressing…”
She hops forward and straddles him where he sits. Wrapping her arms around his neck she gives him a hungry kiss. Breaking it off, she leans back a bit to look at him. “I should call Litha and let her know we leave tomorrow.” She reaches for the phone and dials. Getting her voicemail, she leaves a quick message. “The BoB. Tomorrow. Sunset.” She then hangs up and returns her attention to Alex. “So, my Husband, dawn is but a couple hours away…” She is grinning impishly as she trails off.
Her gaze drops slightly and a hand rises to run lightly over Alex’s throat. She is still careful in that area, but she doesn’t avoid it like before. She eventually switches to just her forefinger and starts tracing a Knot on his throat. Alex’s tracing of the Fertility Knot has reopened memories of a long ago life. She blinks a moment as she finally realizes she was tracing a Protection Knot. Giving a slight snort she speaks. “Seems you’ve woke up dormant memories with your Knot earlier.” She looks back up at him with a sheepish grin.
Alex had to laugh at how she'd thrown him for a loop. It was inventive, sexy, and clever all at once. The universe was being very good to him and he knew it. Her undressing of him was very teasing. It was amazing how not getting touched by her was as good as getting touched by her now. That equation usually gave him much more self-control during encounters and this one was having the opposite effect. "You have definitely won my heart." It was funny how such a simple thing told so much. It was just more evidence to the romantic part of their love. He took mental note of it.
Her kiss was a combination of sweet relief and increased desire and tension. His hands wandered around to her breasts and swiped them with his palms only to slow down and slowly run his fingers over them with a teasing nudge to her nipples. His smile was very bright and joyful. The night had been a wonderful mix of desire and fun at the same time. His normal game face was long forgotten in Becka's presence. He hoped situations never again confused him into thinking he might need to hide something from Becka. It was important she knew what he knew.
Alex had to wink at Becka for the fast phone call. There was no time for revenge at all. "I see you are avoiding lengthy phone calls now. Don't worry; I'm sure you'll have a long one to make in the future." A couple hours with Becka sounded amazing. He hoped his stamina was back up now they were at the Bucket of Blood. It was odd losing climax ability like that to him. Alex let Becka draw on his throat. Part of him wanted to mirror the image on her throat, but the other part didn't want to overload her on her new trust in him. Instead, he teased her nipples by starting and stopping the fertility knot.
He realized she had drawn a protection knot. When she was done he got a very tender look in his eye and carefully drew one on her neck. "We can't have the more valuable one not with equal or better protection, Rebeckah. You realize, if it comes down to it, you would have to live at my expense. It's just what it is." Alex couldn't explain why exactly. Human's had the higher value in females as did Lycans. Vampires were actually true equal value. Somehow Becka just had not had the opportunities he had in her much shorter life and it was better that she would move on if the time came for loss.
When his knot was done on her, his fingertips started tracing over her body again. He ran them over her face, ears, neck, shoulder line, arms, and hands. He saved the front of her torso for last. It was more an exploration of body form with his eyes and sampling all the skin with his fingers. His eyes looked up at hers often with a lot of tenderness and depth to them. As bad as his dick wanted her, his eyes wanted her more and the fingertips went along for the ride.
Becka just grins at his phone comment. She turns serious though and softly lays her hands on each side of his face. Looking deep into his warm, brown eyes she speaks. “Agathon, you have my heart, my body, and if I didn’t lose it when I became a Vampire, you have my soul as well. There’s nothing I won’t do for you now.”
His drawing of the Fertility Knots suddenly made her very wet and she moaned slightly. She tilted her head back for him so he could easily draw on her neck, her body shivering the whole time. Her eyes opened and she looked at him when he spoke. Searching his face, she finally shook her head. “I can’t make that promise, Agathon. I just can’t.” She looked away and spoke softly. “I hope that is something we never have to face, but life doesn’t play fair in that department. I know all too well.”
She looked back when he started caressing her body. She sighed in pleasure from the feel of him touching her. Her hands started exploring the front of him, turning teasing as her fingers found his nipples and started playing. The double sensations from his touch and hers through him, was almost too much. “Agathon.” That simple word, his name, held all the longing and desires her small frame was currently holding. She groaned and her eyes partially closed, her breathing turning heavy.
Resisting Becka was simply impossible for Alex. Her scent was in the air and his sensitive nostrils sent a wave of desire through him that was impossible to ignore. His hands played down her sides to her hips and took a gentle but firm grip. His arms lifted her into his lap and nestled her into his with his dick slipping right up into her womanhood. A desire filled, "Beckaaaaaaah!" left his lips as his hips and ass tensed at the pleasure of entering her. The act had a kind of religion combined with erotic sensations and togetherness that was far beyond anything he had known before.
His fingertips crisscrossed her back to draw her body into his in an encompassing embrace as his lips pressed over hers. His tongue gently searched out her teeth and tongue in a deep passion. Her body seemed melded to the front of his and gave a feeling of oneness.
Hopefully it would never come down to sacrifice. Life never was fair though. There was no way to count on it. He would do his best to never let it reach that point. There were unknowns he couldn't identify that seemed to be pressing them in Ireland. As long as Becka was close, all would be well. She was very close now and things were very right. His hips and ass flexed his shaft into her a bit deeper as a wave of pleasure flooded him that confirmed Becka was indeed extremely close. His throat moaned in response to the sensation. Her sounds and touch were a peaceful balm to him. His mind dived into the union completely and let his worries wash away.
For now it was time to enjoy giving pleasure to his new mate and the pleasure she returned to him. The sensations of their bodies would echo the love they shared between their hearts. His fingernails started gliding up and down her back to send more ease to his Love.
Becka groaned as Alex entered her. Her name off his lips was pure heaven. Her hips rocked in his lap. Her hands slid up his body to his throat and neck, her fingers danced along his skin to move up under and behind his ears into his hair where they tangled. Using that for leverage, she started to ride him. “Mmmm, Alex.”
Becka leaned forward, bringing her tongue to the hollow at the base of Alex’s throat and gently swirled her tongue around in it. Pulling back a light bit, she then blew lightly where her tongue had just been. Knowing how much he liked the sensations of the throat, she then came back in and lightly nibbled first up one side, then down the other. She joined him in their union, and before long couldn’t tell where he left off and she started.
She now knew the full extent of his love for her, and understood. Her own love for him suddenly bloomed and flourished. She had no fears or reservations about him she loved him completely, trusted him completely. All the pain of her past finally started healing. The walls she’d long ago built completely melted away where he was concerned. Alex could very well completely destroy her now, but she wasn’t afraid anymore. Her jokes about being with one person came back to bite her as she realized that she wanted Alex for the rest of her life.
Becka was not holding back on his throat anymore and the electricity it sent through his body was wondrous. Her breath moving across the wet spot seemed to paralyze his being with raw pleasure. A gentle hum rose from his throat. His mind swam in the intensity of the tender moment.
His hands moved down her back to her rolling bottom and traced up her buttocks. His forefingers ran along the edge of her split until they came together at the base of her spine and traveled up her back again. His hands rotated together traveling up her spine until his pinkies came together on the back of her neck and his fingers started messaging her neck muscles.
He was glad they were in the same coffin. Somehow a different coffin seemed too far away from her now. He knew they would be sleeping too intensely to feel the separation, but his mind would be painfully aware it was happening during the day. The thought of the same coffin now just brought profound peace. If someone came to ruin them in their sleep, Alex would be there to make sure Becka received the best fight possible to stay alive. The loss of Sophia had almost ruined him. Losing Becka would ruin him for sure.
"Mmm, my Rebeckah." Sooner or later he would have to cum and it seemed that later seemed much better than sooner. If only the sun wouldn't rise and they could stay like this forever.
Becka’s body started shivering at Alex’s caressing hands. She pulled his head down towards her and kissed him. Alex was her whole world now, if he didn’t want to return San Francisco instead opting for his home, she would miss Frisco, but she would move with him. Once, long ago, she’d felt this way about another, but the love for Alex transcended the love she’d known for her twin, and taking it to a whole new level.
Becka picked up the pace. She could feel he wanted to wait to cum, but not only did she want to cum, but she wanted him to also, and she wasn’t taking no for an answer. Breaking the kiss, she nibbled along his jaw and up to his ear. Softly she ran her tongue along its edge, and then nipped his ear lobe. Becka then nibbled down his neck to where the shoulder joined, and brought her tongue along his collar bone. She next gave light butterfly kisses down his chest to one of his nipples. She swirled her tongue around it, then trailed her tongue across to the other one to swirl it in the opposite direction on that nipple. She returned to the light airy kisses back up his chest until she found the collar bone on that side. She licked down the collar bone and then nibbled back up his neck to his ear. Again she ran her tongue along that one’s outer edge and nipped the lobe, then nibbled back along his jaw until she found his lips and kissed him again.
The whole time she teased him, she moved in a steadily increasing pace on his hard shaft. She moaned as she felt herself growing so close to an orgasm. Suddenly she broke the kiss yet again. Her head tilted back slightly and her eyes closed. “Agathon… Please.”
Becka's kiss was like magic. In a dream he could tease her, but in the flesh, there was really no denying her. As she worked across his jaw to his ear, he could feel himself building as her hips moved his cock inside her with skill. His dick jumped in her canal gripping it as her tongue traced his ear and moans of pleasure left his throat. Her play down to his nipple kept the moans coming as his shaft kept edging up in intensity of pleasure. His hands instinctively started playing and stroking her back muscles. Her tongue around his nipple brought an 'Ahhh!' out of him that was repeated on his other nipple. "Oh Rebeckah," repeated from his lips as she worked back up his chest and neck to his ear. Deep breaths came from his lungs as her tongue played over the other ear and finally subsided in a passionate kiss yet again.
The increased action of her hot wet silk on his dick was impossible to ignore or control. He was losing complete discipline again and wanted to empty into her badly. Her call was impossible to deny. His mouth came forward to her right nipple and suckled it as his hips and ass thrust forward with her pelvic motions. Two thrusts later his loins jumped and fired his seed deep into her womanhood once more. His muffled cry against her nipple was only trapped by the eager sucking of his mouth on it. He continued to thrust, cum, and vocalize against her breast. It wasn't until the last rope of heated cream left him for her folds that he was able to break his suction on her nipple.
"I could never deny you, Rebeckah. I love you too much." He smiled in honest joy. His stamina appeared to be back and he leaned into her other nipple to start suckling it with fervor as his hips resumed pressing his rod into her freshly dowsed and heated core. His hands came off her back to her hips and started moving her silken tunnel up and down his shaft in opposite direction of his thrusts.
The moment Alex’s lips took her nipple, Becka cried out in release. Her hands tightened in his hair, and she called his name over and over as she shook. His muffled cries inflamed her and kept her cumming until he was done. Finally she gave a last gasp as they both finished. She gave him a lazy smile. “Mmmm. If you can’t ever deny me, then things just may get boring after all.”
She gave him a mock pout that was quickly lost and replaced with an “Ooohhh” when he went after her other nipple. The motion he was doing compared to what he was making her do in contrast was phenomenal. She didn’t really think love making with Alex would get boring, at least not for a very long time. He was too experienced, putting her meager skills to shame.
On the heels of that thought/emotion, she responded to his actions, letting him totally take over their love making. This time she wished for whatever he wanted, and was willing to play by his rules. There was a lot she could not only learn from him and about him with this stance. All these thoughts and emotions were shared through their link.
Alex's smile grew into a grin. "Boring, eh?" Despite their release, he could feel they were both deeply in heat. Just because he couldn't deny her, he could tease her deeply. Her challenge inspired him to have fun now. His hands lifted her hips clear off him, while his legs stood up in front of her. He feigned dropping Becka with an inch or two quick relaxing and re-tightening of his arm muscles to cause Becka to drop her legs. At that point, it was an easy matter to set her gently on her feet. As soon as her feet touched the ground, Alex moved with a flash. His head and body ducked under her left arm, his right arm raising it up to clear the way. Behind her, his left arm took her hair and caught it without pulling it as his body spun around to face her back.
"I guess we are going to have to deny you after all." His left hand and forearm pressed against her back to lean her forward to where they just sat. He stopped as her nipples made contact with the counter they were just sitting on, her left nipple encountering the small puddle from their recent sex. His hips guided her butt to position during this and tucked his erection in front of her crevice. His right arm came around to her stomach and started tracing a fertility knot on her lower stomach.
As his right hand traced, his left hand and forearm now had her caught by her hair and she would have to pull her own hair to escape. His left arm guided her torso back and forth to trace the tips of her nipples against the counter as her left nipple started smearing the small puddle on it. His hips moved forward and backward to tease her outer petals and split with his dick head. "Let's see how long I can deny you, my Love. Maybe if you beg hard enough I'll take you." His hips drew back anytime she tried to catch his cock into her outer fold and resumed teasing his head on her crevice as his right hand finished the fertility knot on her lower stomach.
Alex was deliberately taking full control with her hair and coming from behind to further take away Becka's initiative. It would capitalize on using her trust to be teased and controlled at the same time. If she wanted to play with pain, she could try to escape by pulling on her own hair. He was going to hold that tight but not yank it himself. Becka could also beg for further dominance as his right hand was free to tease and instigate her arousal. There was a full hour to consummate before they had to think about bed so he was going to take full advantage of that time. Becka would teach him a lot about how she enjoyed submission during this while he could drive her wild with teasing.
Becka wondered what he was up to when he rose up and gave him an inquiring look only to be stunned to immobility by Alex’s sudden movements. He was way too damned fast for an old fart. In comparison, she now felt like she had moved in slow motion when her feet finally dropped down to the floor. She finally realized he was behind her and moved only to feel her hair pull and froze again, uncertain.
His words made her chuckle, and she relaxed, sensing the game and challenge. “Mmmm, shall we see just who is capable of holding out?” His body signals easily guided her to what he wanted, and she was more than happy to do so. When her nipple encountered the puddle of their recent pleasure, she jerked a bit as it had already cooled slightly and was a bit of a shock. She grew hot and moist as his hard member slid up to rest against her outer lips. It felt like butterflies had suddenly taken up residence in her stomach as Alex started the Fertility Knot and her whole body shivered once from all the sensations.
Tingles started racing through Becka’s body as Alex forced her movements. A moan escaped from between her parted lips at his words. Had it been anyone else who had her in such a submissive position, Becka would have flipped out and been struggling to get free. With it being Alex though, she found herself extremely turned on by it all. Her gut tightened as he finished the Fertility Knot and her body started to shake. She was about to cum and all from the sheer excitement of him dominating her like he was.
A moaned “Agathon” was all she could get out before her body snapped and hot fluids escaped her pussy in release. Once more he’d given her as soul shattering orgasm. She was completely helpless to control her own body, having to depend on Alex to keep her upright. She could form no thoughts, and the only emotions and feelings that came through their bond was the desire for more. While she knew she was already his, there was no doubt there, she wanted him to show her she was his, and that there was no way, whether she wanted to or not, that she could deny him his dominance over her.
Alex shuddered behind Becka as her orgasm brought an eruption from his dick. It was forceful and his cream shot hot wet lines along her lower tummy right above her sex, before starting their slow drip and leaving shiny and sticky streaks on her creamy skin. He took mental note that the knot was too powerful to resist orgasm in such a highly aroused state. The event did make it very clear to them that Becka was getting intense pleasure from this new play.
"Oh, Rebecka." He moaned back to his name from her lips. "I can see it is going to be very much my pleasure to get you to beg." His hand went flat on her stomach holding her up through the orgasm. His hand then began a trek across her skin and smeared his seed to her right hip as his fingers searched out her form. His hand moved over her hip and right buttock slowly turning to aim his fingers at her defenseless valley. "Your ass is magnificent." Its beauty was obvious as his palm felt her contour.
His arm slowly sent his hand into her split. His thumb rested its tip on her anus while his pinkie and ring finger rested on the opening of her canal. His middle and forefinger took up residence on her pink soft flesh that was freshly coated with her nectar and aimed towards her bud. His left arm pressed her to the counter to flatten her breasts. Her left breast engulfed the puddle between her milky skin, nipple, and counter. His right arm feigned taking a jab that only sent the tips of his fingers a fraction of an inch against her anus, entrance, and up the slick path to her bud. "Mmm, how much more of my cum you think we'll spill before you start to beg for it inside?"
Her valley was very ripe for invasion from his fingers at this point. He knew three nerve centers were less than half of inch of touch away at the pressing of his hand. "How much do you want to feel those fingers, Rebeckah? You think you can convince me to send them home?" His face lowered to her left buttock to give it a lick and he gently blew air over the wet line as he listened to her response using her own tactic to tempt her further.
Becka moaned as Alex’s hot seed scalded her skin. Her body was finally starting to calm down from the intensity of pleasure, leaving her panting and shakily able to take her own weight again. “Agathon… Wow… I…” Her thoughts were still scattered, and she stopped a bit relieved when Alex spoke her name.
A shiver went through her at his words. She couldn’t believe just how erotic the feel of him smearing his seed over her body was. And their combined fluids on her breast made it slip and slide on the surface, even flattened. She nearly swooned as his hand found her puckered hole, slit and clit. A gasp escaped her at his slight jab, which turned into a moan of pleasure. Her teasing nature poked through for a brief moment at his question. “I do not know Agathon. I guess it would depend on how much you enjoy having me helpless and at your mercy.”
Alex stealing her normal teasing tactic of a lick and then gentle blowing of air over the moisture got a breathy “Oh,” out of her. She’d learned that trick long ago, and enjoyed it herself, but from Alex, with their connection, it was taken to new heights. Becka tried to rock herself to capture his fingers, but he had her too immobile. She gave a soft whimper of frustration. Her body was singing from everything he was doing to her. She wanted more but was powerless to get what she wanted. This excited her, causing her over heated womanhood to leak more moisture, but it frustrated her too, causing the tension within her to coil tighter.
“Agathon, please.” His name a moan and the please a whimper. “Show me.” It came out in a groan full of her need. All of this was new to her like this. Before such domination was full of hurt, pain, and hate, she had no idea how to proceed without the fear she had always associated with such actions. She knew soul deep that Alex would never try to break her spirit or heart, at least not intentionally, and so she trusted him totally and completely. But her lack of experience with this as a pleasurable thing left her nervous and uncertain. “What do I do? Help me, Agathon. Please.”
"Just tell me your deepest desires you are afraid to share, My Love. The ones you have that we’re never safe to share because you didn't have the love we have now. Tell me what you want me to take now that you don't have to fear not having it given back." Alex closed his eyes. He remembered way back into his past about a moment with Sophia that had scared him as much as anything else. It had been very erotic and intimate, but it had also revealed a side of Sophia he would never have guessed.
Becka heard Alex's voice in her head before he started sharing the vision. "Rebeckah, this is her fantasy, not yours, but it shows full surrender." A vision started to form.
Sophia was in a stone room that appeared to be a tomb. She was on top of a stone table that obviously had a coffin inside of it. She was naked and cuffed at the ankles and wrists to the table on all fours. Her breasts were against the stone with her head lying on the side and her ass was in the air with her knees and waist bent. A short whip with metal burrs woven into the leather braid was sitting between her legs that could not close from the chains being set short.
Alex's voice sounded. The vision was obviously from his point of view. Trepidation is evident in his feeling. "Sophia, what is this?" Sophia's voice is obviously lustful and her womanhood is visually wet with a few drops of her nectar on the table already. "Agathon, I need a special favor from you. The keys are on the wall." Alex's vision looks up and sees the key ring hanging on a wall marked with Egyptian symbols. "It's going to be a lot of pain, Alex, but I need it. I need you to ravage me like Serpham did. I need you to block me from breaking the chains and whip me until I beg for you to take me. I need you to own me the way he had. I need you to make me call you master with pain and I need you to bruise me when you take my ass and pussy. Just this once, Agathon, just this once I need to know my master is someone I want to take pleasure from me. Replace him in my mind with you Agathon. Force me to cry your name as my master. Show me your love and do this this for me." The vision fades with Alex's hand picking up the whip.
Alex's voice was tender in contrast to the tease of his fingers in Becka's crevice and the firm hold of his arm between her shoulder blades and grasping her hair. "Just tell me your desire, Rebeckah. It doesn't have to be hard or soft. It doesn't have to be simple or complex. It doesn't have to be tender or painful. It just has to be your desire. Just tell me your deepest desire you never wanted to share because it was too dangerous to do."
Alex remembered that night vividly with Sophia. It had hurt and then some. It hurt to see how much pain she desired and hurt to know what had happened to her with Serpham before they destroyed him. She resisted mightily and said very ugly things to him before she finally begged him to own her. The only relief was she seemed a little more at peace after that night, despite the fact it never quenched her thirst for revenge on Serpham's family.
He didn't know what Becka would share or how hard or easy it would be. He only knew he would do it for her and no one else ever.
Becka’s body shook suddenly, and her hands curled into fists. She ducked her head, not caring that doing so caused her hair to be pulled, and closed her eyes tightly. “NO!” echoed loudly in Alex’s head as he shared the vision. His vision was over shadowed by her memories with Nicholai. His vision had triggered her memories of her beginnings with Nicholai.
She awoke in a strange place, in a strange bed. She’d started to sit up and finds her hands tied to the elaborate headboard, and her feet tied to the footboard. She sees she is completely naked. She finally notices a man standing just in shadows beyond the bed. She stares at him in shocked surprise. He gives her a smile that made her blood run cold. “Good evening, Rebeckah Locksenly.”
Her eyes narrow at him calling her by name, she didn’t know this man, and she knew everyone in the parish since it was small and everyone relied on everyone else for something or another so the parish survived. “I don’t know you. Let me go now.”
He chuckle he gave before replying made her blood freeze. “Oh, I don’t think so. I have been watching you for some time. And you are perfect.” He then glided forward and she got a better look. The man wasn’t Irish, his hair was too dark as was his skin. Her skin crawled as his gaze lazily looked over her body. Suddenly he moved faster than she could follow. It wasn’t until her face stung that she realized he’d just struck her. Her eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in anger.
“Ah yes, that beautiful Irish temper. It will be so enjoyable to break you of that. In fact, I will take great pleasure in breaking you period. Your headstrongness, your independence, your willpower. Oh, yes Rebeckah Locksenly, you are perfect.” He struck her again.
Becka’s temper flared full blown now. He had no right to steal her, hold her against her will, and naked at that, or strike her. She started cursing him in Gaelic and struggling against her bonds. Her look was pure murder, and there was no doubt, if she could get free, she’d do her best to kill him. He hit her again, this time punching her in the gut causing the air to whoosh out of her lungs. Becka dry gasped trying to get her air back, still glaring at him.
He gave a cold smile, and then proceeded to slap, punch, and choke her. At some point in his beating of her, he ended up in the bed with her, looming over her. He was hard from the excitement of beating her and before she knew it he’d forced himself inside her. The shock of her first time being a violation made her immobile. When he started to move though, her anger resurfaced and she struggled once more.
“Yes, fight me Rebeckah Locksenly.” He socked her in the face, nearly knocking her out. Instinct kept her fighting. He started to choke her and she nearly passed out when he came. Exiting her slowly, he started slapping her back to full wakefulness. He finished exiting and then flipped her over. The pull of the bonds bit more into her already bruised and bleeding wrists. She actually tried to crawl away, though she couldn’t get anywhere being tied into place.
He laughed at her antics, pissing her off yet again. She tried to flip herself back over until he slugged her in a kidney. He then grabbed her under her hips and hoisted her ass into the air. He suddenly slammed his still hard cock deep inside her ass, nearly causing her to pass out from the pain. Grabbing a fistful of hair, he yanked her head back and then reached around with his other hand and choked her once more. This time, the abuse was too much and she passed out before he got off.
Becka lay huddled under Alex shaking violently by the time the vision faded to black. Nothing coherent came from her mind, so wrapped up in the past was she. She didn’t even recognize that it was Alex behind her at this point. All she wanted was the nightmare to end.
Alex let go of Rebeckah's hair and drew his hand away. He lifted her up, turned her to face him, and hugged her close. "I'm so sorry, Rebeckah. I should not have thought of that. I'm so sorry." He rocked Becka back and forth in his arms. What passed through his mind to share something like that was beyond him. It was just the most intense surrender he ever had to deal with and sacrifice for. His mind had popped it up and he should have known better. The actual activity had been simply too horrid to share and that should have been clue one for him.
He tried to send a new image to Becka. A young Alex is having trouble fixing a fishing net. Sophia comes over with a smile on her face. She holds the net out for him so he can fix it, bringing a smile to his face. She leans in to him and gives him an innocent kiss. "You are my best friend forever, Agathon," she says after the peck. Alex smiles. "Thanks, Sophia. You are my best friend forever, too." Alex is definitely caught off guard, but very happy none-the-less. Sophia has a very deep and sincere smile that seems to surpass her youth.
"Come back to me Rebeckah, come back. I Love You. Come back." Panic covered Alex's mind. He had hurt Becka without thinking and it was a very bad thing indeed.
Tears of blood were rolling down Becka’s face when Alex turned her over. By turning her over though and holding her close, the memory’s grip finally let go and started to fade. Becka shook her head slightly and laid her fingers across Alex’s lips. “No, Agathon. It’s not your fault. You did not do those things to me.” She lays her head on his shoulder and lets her hand trail from his lips along his jaw and down his neck to his chest.
Her hand caresses his chest while the other one starts to caress his back. “You freed me from him, and for that I am grateful to you. On top of that, you have shown me love, Agathon.” She gave a quiet sigh. Her arms circle him and hug him close when he shows her the second vision. She pulls away from his slightly and looks him in the eyes. “I love you, Agathon. Except Mantha, I have never felt so connected with someone before. Mother Earth has finally blessed me with finding a mate who accepts me for me, as I am, messed up and opinionated as I am.”
She grew quiet and looked down. She let her hand caress his chest again as she spoke slowly and hesitantly. “I need to get over my fears of my past. I need to learn to accept that it happened and it can’t hurt me anymore. We are entrusted with a task to complete and you don’t need me breaking down at some critical time.” She slowly looks back up at him, trepidation lurked in her eyes, but so did determination. “Will you help me?”
Alex thought on Becka's words as she spoke them. While it was true he did not steal from Becka, he had indulged Sophia in a very off kilter fantasy. Alex still wasn't sure if it had even helped or hindered Sophia given her revenge never abated, especially when it was needed most to be put away. He focused on holding Becka though. She was the important one at this point. He knew a little bit more and their connection was stronger somehow despite having so little past.
Becka was showing Alex love as well. It was a two way street. She was taking a big chance on Alex. In fact, his connection to Sophia seemed even weaker than Becka's connection to Mantha. Something broke and never quite mended. Alex felt like Becka wasn't infected with the hate that Sophia seemed to have contracted. There was something more peaceful about Becka.
Alex replied to her words easily. "I love you Rebeckah. Mother Earth's blessing to you has been returned to me at least two fold. You have offered me a second chance at life by taking a chance on me. Your love is an incredible gift and there is no way to pay back love. You can only give it. Your gift to me is powerful. It is a given you will always have my help. Whatever patience, consideration, or action you need, you will have it from me. There is nothing you have to change in you Rebeckah, but I will always help you in your endeavors."
Alex wasn't exactly sure why Becka had asked if he would help her. It was like she was worried he had reconsidered his love for her. There was no break Alex could think of that would undo their love. Becka just didn't have the bad of Nicholai or Serpham in her heart. She seemed extremely good. She seemed better than Sophia even because Sophia had locked on her revenge so tightly. He had done terrible things to help Sophia. With Becka, it didn't seem things needed to be so terrible, but if anyone deserved any help, it was certainly Becka. When it came to individual lives, Becka seemed the one most valuable. He would kill Hepitut if it came right down to it. Hopefully their challenge would not go that far, but Alex did not fear walking whatever it was.
Becka gave Alex a soft, sad smile. She then leans forward and gives him a gentle kiss. She sits back and looks at him quietly. “We should probably think about getting settled for the day. We have much to do tomorrow before we actually get to leave. We haven’t even packed yet. Well, I haven’t anyway.”
She rises up off him letting her hand trail down an arm to grab his hand before she walks across the room into the other. She lets his hand go and walks into a small bathroom and washes the blood off her face before re-entering her sleep chamber. She immediately goes to Alex and wraps her arms around his waist. She looks up at him and speaks quietly. “You mean so much to me Agathon.”
Suddenly jumbled images fill Alex’s head. There’s flashes of him finally getting fed up with her hang ups and leaving her. A variant of him getting pissed over her opinions on the Elders of their race and him leaving in disgust. There’s another of her freezing up because something triggers a memory and causes her to freeze, causing his death. There are many more, but they all invariably end with him no longer a part of her life.
Alex returned Becka's kiss. He had to wink at her about packing. "You know us guys. We never have enough clothes." The leather was the first addition to his wardrobe in an extremely long time. Once Max had the keys to the McLauren, he was pretty much done so long as Becka's double wide came along.
"You mean everything to me, Rebeckah." Her visions passed through his head. He just smiled. "We have to work on your prophecy skills. They are deplorable." He gave her another wink. "Let me help you pack. I honestly don't carry much at all."
He was actually going to be curious on what Becka did pack. Vampires didn't need too much past clothes. Laundry was easy enough to procure these days. Maybe she had a lot of outfits.
It was kind of depressing ruining Becka's fun. One of these days he was going to have to figure out what she liked. If she still needed instruction, he would just have to think of something light from one of his feedings. Sophia was just too intense and Alex had had too much to time to think over things and balance them. The rape by Serpham, while bad, wasn't that bad. He was just baiting Serpham and knew there was an escape. While his mistress had seduced him, he was a teenage boy and it really didn't bother him that much. What Serpham had done to Sophia and what Nicholai did to Becka is what bothered him. He was happy he got rid of them. Unfortunately, their crimes were violations of eternity.
Becka gave Alex a hurt look, and moved away. She went over to the trunk behind the coffin and started to sort through it. She pulled out two dresses, one rather simple shift like thing in a rich brown, the other more elaborate with a full skirt and sleeves in deep emerald green. She then pulled out a pair of nice old style Irish boots in a light brown. She set them beside the folded clothes. She dipped into the trunk again and started pulling out undergarments for the more elaborate dress, her face held distaste, but she set them on top of the dresses. Fishing around, she next came up with her usual jeans and tank top and a t-shirt to add to the rest, she also pulled out a pair of moccasins as well.
That done, she rose up and went to a closet and pulled out a much smaller version of her large trunk. She brought it over and put all the clothes away within. She then set it by the door for tomorrow night. She did leave out the shift dress to wear. She then went back to the trunk and got out a pair of soft cloth shoes to wear with the dress.
She stood there for a moment looking lost now that she was done. It wasn’t long before dawn and she gave a sigh and looked at Alex. “Bed?” She was still slightly hurt over Alex’s blowing off her fears, but the night had been overly full of so many emotions that she was now becoming exhausted and was actually ready to sleep for the day. Plus they were to travel to her origins and she was partially excited, partially scared to see Ireland again.
Alex was a bit taken aback by the reaction to his jibe on him going away. "I'm sorry, Rebeckah. I'm not going away. Maybe you should take the time to get to know me and find out I'm not leaving. Your fears are my accusation. I'm not guilty. I'm not leaving you. If someone bests me, they best me. But I will fight to the bitter end for you. You cling to your fear like that, you make it come true, Rebeckah. You will be the one leaving me though. Just like Sophia, clinging to trouble. Letting fear decide the path. She died because she was afraid she wouldn't get a chance to kill the last of Serpham's kin a second time and I lost her. If you just fear losing me and push me away, you will overcome me. I can't force myself on you, Rebeckah. It's a relationship with love. It flows two ways. I'm sorry I'm not bullet proof. I'm not going to hold back defending you because of it though. Most of the vampires more powerful than me are very reasonable. You are going to find out Mother Earth brings your fears to you so you can figure out they all get defeated. Remember giving up on killing Nicholai? Was that wise? Would we be here now if Mantha didn't veto you? I wish I could promise you a worry free future, but I can't. I just got a lot of curve balls thrown at me. There is always something. You are going to find out a key element of love is trust. You are going to find out if you don't trust me to do all in my power to stay by your side, you devalue me to you. Remember when I let the slavers take me away with Sophia? You have that and much, much more now."
"Yeah, I think I'm ready for bed." Going to bed angry was one of most dangerous things to ever do, but as vampires they were very stuck to the schedule of the sun. "I do love you. I will fight the Nicholai's that come for you with or without your help. Your anger will decide, not my love. My love for you will be there."
Becka listened to Alex while she climbed into the coffin. She mulled over his words while waiting for him. Once he was settled, she ducks under his arm and lays her head on his shoulder. “Agathon, I am sorry. I have lived so long with fear, I don’t know how else to live. I am not angry, just hurt. I’ll get over it like I’ve gotten over hurts in the past. Pain is nothing new to me in any shape, manner, or form. I have long ago learned to live with pain because I choose to live among Humans as a part of their world. I fear many things Agathon, it is something I cannot help. Fear was part of my Creation, along with pain and humiliation.”
She rolls over, her head still rests on his shoulder, and his arm now crosses down her chest to his hand resting on her hip. She lays an arm over his and tucks her hand up under his shoulder. “I may or I may not ever learn to fully overcome fear. I guess only time will tell. Sleep well, Agathon, until tonight.” She waits quietly for the echo of her first death to steal over her for the day. Her thoughts and emotions stilled, nothing can even be felt through their link as she prepares for the Vampiric sleep.
Alex nodded. They would get through the challenge. When things pressed she would see his resolve to help allay her fears. He settled in next to her. "We'll work through it, Rebeckah. I love you and we'll make it." Alex fell into his sleep as well.
Steve flew the plane down during the day. Alex was talking crazy things on the phone and he wanted to see just what was wrong with Alex. He flew in and grabbed a large silver pickup truck for the coffin from a rental car agency. He arrived at the Bucket of Blood about fifteen minutes prior to sunset. He went in to see who the humans were. Vampires made him nervous. He could trust Alex, but this was the first time he had been mixed up with other vampires. He knew he was potential food, and Alex had been pretty isolated until now.
He was a short man at five foot nine inches with brown hair and blue eyes. Alex hired him when he got out of the Air Force flying cargo planes. Alex paid well and didn't work him a lot, so it let him spend a lot of time with his wife and kids. He only had to fly Alex for international flights and AVAMP made that easy enough. Public transportation was simply not a good option for Alex and the company made hiring a personal pilot the easier option.
The McLaren in the parking lot was a dead giveaway that Alex was at the Bucket of Blood. Steve walked up introducing himself. He had been to the Bucket of Blood before, because he always checked out night life on his trips. "Hello, I'm Steve Trillian. I'm Alex's pilot. Are the newlyweds here? I have to fly them to Ireland." He remembered Becka. Her blue eyes were impossible to forget. Steve had only forgotten her name and he didn't know she was actually a vampire. Steve didn't ask that sort of thing. Since discovering vampires were real, he learned to keep his distance from strangers. His wife certainly appreciated that. Steve had been a bit of a playboy prior to Alex and settling down to marriage. Steve was a little nervous without Alex for cover yet. Alex would be a welcomed and calming sight for him, but he knew that couldn't happen before sunset.
Three people were inside the bar when the stranger walked in. Two, a male and a female were behind the bar cleaning and stocking, preparing for the night, while a second female sat at the bar on the customer side talking to them. The two look up at him, while the female turns around. Her hair is almost a white blonde, her skin a light tan of one who spends some time out-of-doors, and her eyes are blue. Not the vivid blue of Becka’s but a pale icy blue. She is about to speak when Steve speaks first. Instead she gives a throaty chuckle when he finishes. “Ah, so you are our ride. They are still here and haven’t risen yet, soon though I think. Unless my sense of time is suddenly way off. I’m Litha, this here is Jimmy and Sarah. Make yourself comfortable, I’ll go check on them.”
She hops off the bar stool to show she stands about five foot seven inches and starts to head for the basements. She pauses to look at Jimmy. “I meant what I said Jimmy. Don’t break Little Cousin’s rules while she is gone, or she will skin you when she returns. If it is true and meant to be, it will survive the wait. I will talk to her while we are gone.” With that she finally disappears through a door.
Sarah gives Jimmy a side long sympathetic look, and then leaves behind the bar to wipe down tables. Jimmy looks glum, but smiles all the same at Steve. “Can I get you anything while you wait? Becka keeps more than alcohol on stock.”
Litha padded quietly down the hallway to Becka’s rooms. She’d already been down once. She’d seen the trunk and looked inside, to find there was plenty of room for the clothes she’d brought for the couple. She didn’t think Becka would pack much and she’d been right and grabbed a few things for her and Alex. She’d already also moved the trunk upstairs to wait by the door for departure. She leaned against the wall and waited.
Becka gave a slow stretch as she came back to life and herself. She freezes feeling someone with her in her coffin. It takes a moment for everything to come rushing back into her waking mind, She smiles and rolls over to look at Alex, her husband. It was still a weird thought. She’d never expected to find someone who’d want her for a mate, and now here he was. She drank in the sight of his beautiful sleeping self. It was going to be a long time before she got truly used to the idea that he was her husband. A brief shadow crossed her face. If only she’d met him 467 years ago, but then considering his age, he’d still have been a Vampire.
She gives a soft sigh and waits for the sun to finish setting. She’d worked long and hard to wake before the sun set. She never left her coffin until it did set, but this way she was already awake and didn’t need to waste the first few moments of night on the process. She grew sad while she lay there, thinking that now she’d finally found a husband, she was unable to give him offspring. Suddenly she gives a snort. The upcoming return to her origins must be throwing her back into old thinking patterns. She gives a small shake of her head and a small laugh. When she could have kids, she’d been content that she’d never have them; now that she couldn’t reproduce she was longing to have one. How ironic life could be.
She felt herself suddenly and ravenously hungry. This startled her since she’d fed but a couple days ago. Now she was growing impatient for the sun to set. She was slightly worried over her sudden hunger. Not to mention she’d have to feed before they could leave now, delaying them a bit. She snuggled close to Alex waiting; it was all she could do anyway.
“Good to meet you Litha. You too Sarah and Jimmy," Steve replied to her introduction. He almost had to chuckle to himself. Here was a beautiful blond almost as tall as him slated for the same plane ride. Alex was a kind of lady's man Steve always wished he could be, and now he had supposedly put an end to that by getting married. Of course, if the report was true and Alex wasn't completely insane, he had at least picked a very good pick in Steve's opinion.
Steve thought about the offer from Jimmy. A beer couldn't hurt anything and it might calm his nerves some. "Do you have a bottle of Blue Moon? I'm feeling a little off and could use the break." As it turned out, Steve could have gotten plastered and things still would have worked out simply because Alex had bothered learning how to fly the jet. Steve was really only required to deal with flying when the sun broke the horizon. It was quite impossible for Alex to fly the plane with sunlight approaching and Steve always took the controls within half an hour of the sun's approach to the horizon.
The conversation seemed strange to Steve, but he realized that Jimmy must been put in charge of the bar with Alex having married the ridiculously sexy raven haired bartender with blue eyes no man could forget.
Alex was definitely in the habit of waking up exactly at sunset. Just as the last ray of sun was no longer able to peak over the horizon his eyes opened in a very relaxed way as if they were opening from blinking rather than a deep sleep. He instinctively lifted his left arm to unlock his coffin and broke into a humorous smile realizing he wasn't in his coffin. Becka's snuggled was a key clue to the situation, but his habit was thousands of years old.
"Good evening, my love. Looking forward to getting on our honeymoon?"
It was odd being actually married. Alex had resigned himself to never actually being married. Even with Sophia, they were never really married, though it had had the feel of being married to him. Of course, with Sophia, there was the urgent need to deal with Serpham and his wife. Luckily, the call Becka and he had came from the Earth herself. It wasn't a need to escape slavery or a burning agenda of revenge. It was too bad they didn't have the causal carefree honeymoon many couples could afford themselves.
Something odd was happening in his body. There was an unmistakable hungry feeling that was very human. It was very slight. There wasn't an urgent need to fill it, but it was a hunger for meat and not blood. A perplexed expression crossed his face.
"I seem to be hungry for a few bites of meat. That's...unexplainable." He cuddled Becka back with his leg over hers and hugged her with his arm before giving her a kiss. "I do love you so, Rebeckah. Waking up loving you is the best wake up ever." His eyes focused on hers. While he could not see the amazing blue with the absence of light, he could see the iris patterns that were intensely embedded in his memory.
Jimmy nodded and got Steve a Blue Moon. “Here you go. Becka’s probably up by now, though she won’t rise from her coffin until the sun sets.” Jimmy goes back to sorting the things behind the bar.
Becka tilted her head up towards Alex’s voice. “I am, but….” She trails off as her hunger hits hard now that the sun has set. “I think I am going to have to feed before we leave. I feel starved almost.” She jerked slightly at Alex’s proclamation of wanting actual food. She forgets the perplexity though when Alex cuddles her. “Mmmm, I love you as well Agathon.” She gives him a playful nip on his shoulder.
“Ahhem.” A loud clearing of the throat can be heard outside the coffin. “Come on ya two love birds. Our ride is here.” A muttered “damn” could be heard from Becka as she lifts an arm to open the coffin. She quickly climbs out and looks around for her clothes she set out. Litha grins at her as she gets dressed. She then turns her eyes on Alex and gives a low whistle. “Nice. Lucky Bitch.”
Becka laughs and grins at her friend. “Aye, that I am. Eat your heart out, he’s mine.”
Litha grins at her. “Mmm, but you tend to share darling Cousin.”
Becka grows thoughtful while she dresses. “Hmm, yes usually, but I dunno about this time. He’s awful special after all. I just dunno.” Suddenly Becka doubles up. “Ugh, I have got to go feed though. I am sorry Alex. This isn’t going to wait I’m afraid. Which airport? I’ll meet you there.”
Litha looks at Becka with worry. She knows the habits of her Cousin well, and knows she has eaten recently, something she’d do before going to a Gather anyway. Like Lycans, Vampires didn’t tend to get sick or catch strange Human diseases. But Becka shouldn’t be hungry so soon, should she? She looks to Alex questionly.
Steve drank the beer at a very good steady pace. The taste was enough to help him anticipate the relaxation brought on by the alcohol. "Thanks, Jimmy." He put a ten on the bar, not sure what the beer prices were.
Becka being starved sounded very strange to him. Concern covered his face almost instantly. It wasn't like there was a vampire doctor to go to. They had just eaten and eaten deeply at that not two days ago. He almost said something, but didn't want to escalate things since the trauma he just caused before they went to sleep. He let it pass with the warm feeling of Becka's nip on his shoulder.
Alex gave a groan to Becka's proclamation. He had anticipated being dressed when Litha saw him, not naked in Becka's coffin. Knowing that she was interested in sex with him and that Becka had expected it to happen in some ways made Alex feel a bit disarmed at this point despite having pretty much seen Litha completely naked in the Woman's Dance.
Alex didn't much like Litha's choice to a term of endearment for Becka, but he decided to let it go. He started slipping into one of his black silk outfits though. He didn't want to get to Ireland looking like he was looking for alternative sex to the humans. Borders could be tricky and deserved light touches for crossing.
Alex got hopeful that Becka had changed her mind and decided to take the pressure off him but then had a weird sense she was just kidding Litha followed by that returning concern about her hunger. Something just wasn't right. The only thing he could think of was the trauma he caused her with his vision. Had the mental strain been so intense it required early feeding? Was that even possible?
"Um, Rebeckah, it's San Francisco International across the bay, but you can't use the main terminal. We have a special hangar. Maybe I should come with you and we just meet Steve and Litha at the airport." Alex liked the larger airports because they had good security and a lot of traffic to make his traffic not very noticeable. Separating from Becka seemed a very bad idea at this point. They could take the McLauren while Litha and Steve took the coffin and trunk. Litha would probably be able to carry the coffin anyway. Werewolves seemed pretty powerful. They could always just wait. He hated Max wouldn't get to drive the McLauren at all. Maybe on the return trip they could make it up to him.
"You and I can take the McLauren while Litha and Steve run ahead to the airport and get the plane prepped." Alex could only shrug at Litha's look. Something wasn't right. Becka's hunger just didn't make sense to him.
Jimmy waved away the money. “We aren’t open. It’s on the house.” He frowned slightly. “Becka should be here by now.” He looked over as three Vampires did enter from down below. None of them were Becka and Alex, instead it was Max, Terrance, and Vessa. His eyes lit up briefly at Vessa’s arrival, only to dim as he remembered both Litha and Becka’s stance on the Vampire. She looked at him as well, but caught the sudden backing off and went to help Sarah instead.
Terrance in the meantime walked over and gave Jimmy a pat on the back and nodded at Steve briefly. “It’s really for the best man. What do I need to grab?” Jimmy shrugged at Terrance’s words and then launched into a list of things to bring up from the cellar. Terrance went to fulfill the orders and when he returned, he took a stance at the door. Obviously Max was busy.
Max eyed Jimmy as he’d caught the last that he’d said. He immediately turned and headed back down. He approached Becka’s door, a light knock before entering. He nearly knocked Litha over; fortunately she was quick and agile enough to get out of the way. She shot him a glare but curbed her tongue at the sight of her Uncle’s face. Giving his niece an apologetic pat, he speaks. “Becka?”
Becka straightens up and looks to Alex and then Max with a quiet smile. “I’ll be fine, I’m just hungry. Probably the Gather and Earth Marriage took more out of me than I thought, huh?” She frowns slightly. The Gathers had never affected her thus, but then she’d never been married by Mother Earth either. Finally she shrugs. “If you want to come, fine. But why don’t we have Max drive us, then he can bring the McLaren back here for safe keeping?”
Max studies Becka thoughtfully. Something was different about her, and not just the glow of a happy union. She even smelled different, so did Alex for that matter. He gave a shrug at Becka’s suggestion. “If that is what you need.” He would be happy to drive them as needed, maybe longer with both would help him put his finger on what was different about them. He walks over and lifts Becka’s coffin up to carry topside.
Litha gave a shrug herself. “Fine by me. Gimme time to see just how timid your friend is Alex. But don’t think this changes my thoughts on you in the least.” She gives both Becka and Alex a sly smirk and heads out the door. Back topside she saunters up to Steve. “Slight change of plans, Handsome. Becka’s gotta feed first, so we’re to take the coffin and go to the airport and prep things.”
Max appears by now and shakes his head at Litha. He looks to Steve. “Where do you want this?”
Steve sighed and took back the cash. He figured Alex had the bar pretty much covered with billing anyway. He always seemed to get open bar privileges set up so he didn't have to mess with cash and Steve always seemed to benefit from it. Steve had to admit being a bit jealous of how much money vampires always seemed to have. He knew it was from stocks for Alex. They just had too long to buy into and learn markets.
Steve returned Terrance's nod. He didn't realize he was instinctively not shaking hands with anyone. Odd behaviors came up in people when they touched vampires sometimes and Steve was still a little edgy as he drank his beer.
The arrival of the coffin with Litha and Max told him party time was over and he downed the rest of his beer. Steve was uncomfortable about not getting to see Alex, but shrugged it off. Litha seemed to be hitting on him and that seemed a bit strange in both a good and bad way to him. "Oh, uh..." Steve stammered before Max gave him something he could sink his brain into. Steve had a bit of a blush from Litha's words.
"Oh, hello. My name is Steve. I have a silver pickup with a cargo cover for that. If you would be kind enough to load it up for me. I'm not able to carry that kind of weight." He eyed the coffin. It wasn't one of Alex's. It looked built for a couple and Steve was getting the impression the marriage was very real. He led them out to the parking lot to guide Max to the pickup and open it up for him.
Alex was fine with the change of plans. "That works fine, Rebeckah." He was still puzzled over Becka's hunger and even his own. Were the two related? What had happened at their marriage? His theory of Becka getting an intense mental drain from the vision he shared and the one she shared seemed to not explain what happened to him at all. Max was going to get to drive the McLaren after all. Things seemed to both be working out and not working out at the same time.
Alex moved over to Becka with Max heading out the door with Litha. He hugged her and gave her a tender kiss. "What do you make of me being hungry for meat and you starving all the sudden?" Maybe Becka knew something about the rituals that would explain things. He realized they never talked to Vessa. Maybe something in Ireland would tell them.
Max gave a nod to Steve and followed him out to the truck and loaded the coffin within. Litha, who’d followed the men out, stopped him before he could head back inside. “Keep an eye on her, Uncle. I’m worried. Something’s off.” Max gave her a nod and a pat before heading inside. Litha turned to Steve after that with a sly smile. “So, Handsome, shall we?” She waves towards the truck, then climbs into the passenger side waiting for him.
Max reenters and speaks briefly to Terrance before finding the keys to the McLaren and then going to start the car up. He waits patiently for the couple to emerge. While he waits he mulls over the changes he senses in both Vampires.
Becka smiled as Alex hugged her, and kissed him back. She shrugs though at his question. “The only possibility I can come up with is the Marriage Ritual we underwent from Mother Earth Herself. I’ve never been through one, nor seen one for that matter. But I need to feed, and soon.” She turns away and heads for the first floor of The BoB. When she steps into the bar proper, Terrance points out the door. She gives a nod and heads out the door.
She sees Max behind the wheel of the McLaren. She’s quick to get into the McLaren. She really needs to feed right now, and it was all she could do not to attack Jimmy or Sarah. She waits a bit impatiently for Alex to catch up.
Steve smiled to Litha. "We shall." He climbed into the truck. As he put the keys in the ignition, Steve decided he needed to put the safety lock on himself. "You know, I'm married right?" There was something tempting about Litha he didn't want to have to face and try himself on. He would turn over the engine and take them to the airport without having to face his weakness.
Becka didn't have to wait at all. With Alex being 2000% her age, he had a wide margin of speed on her even with her borderline feral. "Punch it, Max. We need a fast feed. Maybe a drug house or something. A place where if it gets ugly it won't cause a scene." He turned to Becka and hugged her. "Hang in there, Rebeckah. I won't let you go running around feral. If I have to catch someone for you I will. Just hold on." He sent her calming images of waterfalls, beaches, and mountains, all deserted. It was too bad he wasn't driving, but he could at least work on calming Becka from going feral sooner.
Litha gives Steve an odd look. “So? What’s your point?” She’d been teasing him, though he was cute in a Human sort of way. Now he was trying to set boundaries, and that was fine by her. She did leave her reply vague though in case he wasn’t set on those boundaries. She would tumble whichever way he preferred.
Max whipped the McLaren around and took off like a shot. He knew where Becka currently preferred to feed, and fortunately it wasn’t overly far at the moment. He watched the two through the mirror now and again as he drove. He approved of Alex trying to help Becka, showed the man wasn’t as immersed in his age as most would be. The scent of the two was strong in the car, and Max finally got a bead on what was off about the two. They had a living smell about them. That nearly floored him, and he nearly missed pulling over. He brought the McLaren to a sudden stop, just avoiding hitting another car parked in front.
While Becka appreciated Alex’s concern and help, when the McLaren came to a stop, she was out of it like an arrow released from a bow. She quickly disappeared down the alley, need and hunger making her faster than normal. Max shot an arm out stopping Alex. “She prefers to feed alone generally, and you need to know something.” He pauses long enough to see that he has Alex’s attention. “You both have the smell of living about you. What in blazes happened at that Gather?”
Becka found her target, a pimp beating one of his prostitutes for not bringing him enough cash. Normally she’d play at being a new waif in town, but the hunger prevented that. She descended on him quickly and whisked him into a dark corner, leaving the prostitute blinking in shock, uncertain what just happened. Becka is quick to dip her fangs in the guy’s neck and start feeding. He doesn’t even have time to holler out and before to many heartbeats pass, she has drained him dry. Licking the wounds to close them she quickly snaps his neck ending any possibility of him rising to bother her later.
Becka steps out of the dark corner to see the cowering prostitute. She drops a wad of money on her. “He won’t be bothering you anymore. If this is the life you want, go see Bethany at 145 Hoist Lane. She’ll treat you far better, give you a roof over your head, and food, and she won’t take all your money. Tell her The BoB sent you.” With that she walks back to the McLaren leaving the girl to make her own choices. She climbs back in and snuggles into Alex. “I feel better now. Can we go?” Max gives Alex a look. It was up to him what he did with the info and Becka. Though if she didn’t know by the time she returned, Max would tell her himself. He pulls the car away from the curb headed for the airport.
Steve blushed. He didn't know where Litha was going with things. She was probably just bluffing he told himself. "Um, well. You seemed a little into me physically and..." he took a breath. "...well, with me being married I'm not really into getting into emotionally involved things." Why he just said that was beyond him. A poke in his trousers told him why shortly after that. It had been awhile since a woman came onto him and Litha was a more attractive type of woman than most. "Besides, my wife would kill me if she found out I was doing things, so..." He was being stupid and he knew it. He should just say 'no', but instead he was sitting around quibbling with himself.
Alex was actually very cool under fire when the hard breaking came. He held Becka in place and made two very fast and strong plants with his legs to avoid her getting hurt by letting her momentum press into his body. "Careful there, Max. It's a half million dollar car." Though Alex could afford to lose it, it would put a blip on the radar.
Alex normally would have broken a grip on him, but it was Max, so he let it go. He would just play cool and trust Becka. Alex got a confused look on his face at Max's comment and sniffed his hand. His eyes popped wide. "Yes, what did happen?" A million questions collided in his head. Would they lose their powers? Were they turning human? Would the sun still burn them? Would they turn to humans with vampire restrictions only? He didn't feel slower. Becka was moving plenty fast. He could stop from getting hurt in a hard break with fast reflexes. "I...I don't have a clue, Max. Not one single clue. Becka's twin was talking from the spirit world. She told us to go to Ireland. She told us we were married. We were consummating a Woman's Dance." He was drawing a blank. He was just worried about Becka. He didn't like her alone with this new development. "You know, I felt a hunger pang for meat last night and I'm feeling like I want a little tonight. I'm not ravenous or anything like Becka, but I feel it."
"Um, Rebeckah. Notice anything different about how you smell? Max pointed it out to me. I'm actually hungry for a little meat, it's not a big hunger, but it's there. You are simply ravenous, or at least were. I assume you drained a whole person in a sitting?" Alex was pretty much going over the timing of things to guess a complete drain. He was almost certain she only killed one victim though. "We smell like we have human IN us. We don't smell like vampires anymore. I haven't felt any adverse effects other than the slight hunger for meat so far. But we probably need to keep a very close eye on each other. I'm kind of clueless as to what is going on here. You both have memories from here, so if you can remember something, I'm all ears."
Alex explained to Max where the private hangar was for the jet at the airport. He was pretty certain Max knew the airport, but could describe things if Max needed it.
Litha gave an amused snort. “The choice is yours Handsome.” She grinned at his discomfort, but far be it from her to push anyone into something they truly didn’t want. If Steve chose to be faithful, then she would respect that choice. If he didn’t then she’d be up for the fun. In the meantime, she’d see just how much he wanted to stay faithful when they got to the hanger. There’d be plenty of opportunities to touch ‘inadvertently’.
Becka looked at Alex puzzled when he started talking what sounded like nonsense. She gave a slight sniff and realized what Alex was talking wasn’t nonsense after all. She frowned a bit as she thought, and absently nodded. “Yeah, just drained one, left the prostitute with her money and a thought as to where to go for better treatment.” She pondered things as Max drove staring sightlessly out the car window into the night.
Turning to Alex finally, she shrugs. “I have no idea. I’ve never heard of this, but then the Gathers are Native and Lycan in origin. As I’ve said, I’ve never seen or experienced an Earth Marriage before.” She shakes her head frustrated. “I’d ask Narkel and Dancing Water, but we just don’t have the time.” She looks to Max who gives her a nod before she can even speak.
“I will ask them Becka, but I doubt they will know much themselves. I will send an email soon as I have an answer.”
Becka nods and settles back. Her thoughts are still trying to puzzle the problem, but there are just not enough pieces. She did feel a lot better with the feeding though. She hoped it wasn’t something she’d be doing every night. If that was the case, their task just got more difficult. Feeding every night could become a serious problem as well with where they were going. Her home parish was tiny to begin with; she seriously doubted it had grown much in 400+ years. An unexplained death every night would be hard to explain away.
Steve gulped. She really was interested in something. This was not good. He wanted to resist. Shela put so much trust in him. She had taken a terrible chance marrying him with his past. Litha was just throwing out an invitation to him that seemed too good to be true. "I'm not good with choices like that. I, uh.." Why he was so on the edge of this was bothering him. "Shela just would not approve if she knew."
The plane that was waiting for them past the security guard at the hangar was a work of art. The sleek gloss black Cessna Citation X could cross the U.S. in four hours. There was a special place to hold the coffin in the passenger cabin, so only four could seat in it, but Alex rarely had a large contingent with him. It was a plane built for speed more than anything, and that's what Alex liked. Unless Litha could lift the coffin, they would have to wait for Alex to arrive, but they could be underway in no time. The computer consoles had internet access and full library access to various books. Alex didn't take much stock in movies, but books were an old favorite of his.
Alex wondered if the age difference was what caused the issue. "You know, Rebeckah, maybe the marriage somehow needed energy and somehow my age prevented me needing as much energy as you. Maybe it's just some built in mechanism that takes it out on you the younger you are. It just doesn't make sense, though. It's the only difference I know of us between our sex..." Did sex matter for hunger? Men always needed more food than women when it came to sex differences. This was all backwards though. There was one time women needed more food than men. "You couldn't be pregnant though. That's the only time women need more food. We are vampires...except we don't smell like them anymore." What had happened? Some really small corner of Alex's mind seemed to fire a faint glimmer of hope. It was too good to be true though. That would be way too wonderful. It just was far more than he could ever ask. A nervous smile glimmered on Alex's face. "Yeah, I think that would be just..." Alex's expression went to a dream like expression. "...just too good to be true, really." His brown eyes focused on Becka's icy blue that seemed to glow. He loved her so much. Was he just creating a false hope for her? How would she feel about it? Why was he being so illogical? Alex wondered what prophecies Hepitut hid in his tomb. Was Becka drawn on a wall in there? Alex had never been allowed in. Maybe the Earth would have some answers in Ireland after all. "I do love you so, Rebeckah."
Litha rolled her eyes at Steve. She then made an exaggerated show of looking for this Shela. “Funny, I see no one here but us Handsome.” She gives him a wink then hops out of the truck and heads to the back. As she drags the coffin out she asks. “So where does this go anyway?”
Becka sort of heard Alex’s ramblings while her mind worked over the new issues they seemed to have. Her head snapped around and she stared at Alex when he mentioned that she couldn’t possibility be pregnant. She studied his face as he went all dreamy, a guilt washed over her that she was now a Vampire and unable to produce offspring for him. She looked away from his gaze and flinched slightly at his words.
She went back to staring out the window without a word. Her mind was traveling to past memories, something Dancing Water had once said. You must learn to understand your body, Child. Just because you are a Vampire doesn’t mean you can’t tune into it. Learn how it works. Doing so can help you heal faster, curb your hunger longer, keep it in tune with everything around you, and in balance with yourself. She’d never gotten really past the ‘curb your hunger’ part, why she didn’t usually need to feed often like other Vampires. She wondered, the lessons popped into her head as if Dancing Water was there telling her what to do.
Becka shifted until she was sitting cross legged on the seat and closed her eyes. Taking deep even breaths she slowly emptied her mind of everything, even Alex. It flitted across her mind why she didn’t like the exercise, it reminded her too much of the Echoing Death when she had to sleep. She suddenly latched on to that. Ruthlessly pushing everything out, she entered a state very similar to her going to sleep.
Suddenly, in her mind’s eye, she saw her body and how it worked. She explored it fully and completely. She noted everything; Dancing Water would be proud as she sorted out just how she could heal herself now if the need arose. She also found and tuned herself more so to the Land around her. She’d always had an affinity for the area, but now she saw herself as truly a part of it.
As she searched for the answer to her sudden hunger, she stumbled on something that shocked her right out of the trance she was in. Her eyes snapped open, wide in shock and she gasped. Slowly she turned to Alex with the wide eyed stare. She tried to speak, even opened her mouth, but no sound came out, she was just too stunned.
Max listened to everything coming from the back seat. Alex’s rambles on pregnancy caught his attention and he glanced back in the mirror. Becka’s reaction hurt, but he knew she had to sort things for herself. Those two were going to have to find a happy medium that worked for them. With frequent glances he saw Becka try the meditation and her sudden reaction to something she had to have found. Putting two and two together, Max had a gut feeling Becka had indeed found herself pregnant. He went back to watching the road, thoughtful on what this could mean for the race as a whole, and Becka and Alex in particular. Prophesies were starting to fall into place. Life just got more interesting.
The ride had been awkward silence for the most part. Steve was too busy internally grappling with his inner temptation. Her final comment sent a surge of desire through him. As he got out and saw her handle the coffin so easily, he realized she was a vampire or Lycan, though. That kind of made up his mind internally. Being potential food was not a big sexual turn on him for him at all. "I'll drop the ramp. Alex had this one custom built. A ramp lets him load it straight into the back of the passenger cabin."
Steve ran over to the bottom of the plane and dropped the maroon carpeted ramp underneath the plane. "Just bring it up and I'll close the ramp after you have it inside." It was kind of embarrassing having a woman move the coffin for him, but that was the price of being human. He entered the plane and moved up to the cockpit to start getting things ready after opening the side door and letting down the steps for regular entry.
Alex hated causing Becka guilt over dreams that could never come to pass. It wasn't like he was fertile either. Their love was more than a wonderful blessing and their marriage was more than he would have ever hoped for in and of itself. Her thoughts of Dancing Water caused him to withdraw from her mentally a bit. He was disrupting her too much and that was not a good thing.
Becka's shift to meditation was very impressive. She was better at it than Alex, and it was a little embarrassing to him. While he was very good at mental discipline, he just never got a taste for emptying his mind completely. It was too much like the vampire sleep and that made it hard for him to stomach in the end. His brown eyes just watched her meditate.
When her eyes popped open with the shock that preceded it, Alex almost jumped. She had obviously discovered something. Her voiceless expression gave Alex worry. What had she found? Was it something bad? Patience seemed the better part of valor at this point. Somehow his influence was more disruptive than anything so he waited expectantly for Becka to explain her discovery. Her shock wasn't surprising. All of their changes were shocking enough. Certainly the cause of it was going to be a shock. He just hoped it wasn't bad news.
Litha noticed the change in Steve and sighed quietly. She was quick to place the coffin inside as Steve directed. She then went and grabbed Becka’s trunk and her sea bag. She then went then to wait for the steps to be lowered so she could stow the stuff inside.
Becka finally got herself under control. She looked at Alex a bit uncertainly. Finally she takes a deep breath. “Alex… It seems…” She pauses and frowns momentarily, her memories flash back to their joining after the Woman’s Dance. Her eyes widen once more. “The Fertility Knot…” She looks at Alex and blurts. “I am pregnant.” Spoken out loud, it sounded strange to her.
Max jerked as Becka’s words confirmed his deductions, the jerk cause the McLaren to swerve slightly. He quickly righted the car and turned into the airport headed to the private strip. He was going to have to re-establish contacts now. He’d been off the grid for so long; he wasn’t sure who’d still be around. Ah well, vacation time was now over.
"Over here, Litha." Steve wanted to keep the schedule moving. There was going to be a fair amount of daylight flying on the trip since they were flying east instead of west. The stop in Oklahoma City wasn't very fun either, but Alex needed something from his house and that was just going to be another delay. He was now also feeling kind of bad about leaving Litha high and dry. She was an attraction to him and because of his fear; he was able to draw a line. It was something not quite right in his mind.
Alex had thought about pregnancy and was wondering if he somehow tainted things. It just was too good to be true in his mind. Somehow she had sensed it in her own body though. That was pretty strong proof. He was smiling a big bright smile, but almost was afraid to jinx things by speaking. Alex gave Rebeckah a big hug and kiss. "I can't believe how lucky you have made me. I love you, Rebeckah. This is just too good to be true and yet here it is."
Max's jink caught a short moment of Alex's attention span but fell off the screen in light of the really good news. He was annoyed at Max's sloppy driving with Becka expecting but his mind was busy trying to process much bigger picture items. His relationship with Becka just changed dramatically. They were now facing the prospect of parenthood. Alex had a lot of reading to do on parenting. It was a subject he didn't much consider but suddenly exploded in his mind as a vitally important subject. What the children were was something entirely unknown. Maybe they were human and fragile. Fear gripped him over the driving suddenly again. "Max, please drive more carefully."
The sheer importance of the event struck Alex. Was Becka an anomaly? Was he part of the anomaly or could any vampire have drawn a fertility knot on any other vampire and had it happen? Why and how? Who knew what about any of it? It wasn't like they could go to a scientist and find out. There was simply no field on vampire fertility. "Rebeckah, you just became extremely important to the universe." Alex had put her life over his before and it just went up by a factor of a million. The evil of the world was really going to want Rebeckah dead. "I'm not sure who all to tell and who all not to tell really. I'm sure there are very bad things that would want to know and do stuff about this."
A pregnant vampire was an event of itself and here he was married to her and the father of the children, though he thought there was only a child. Was the child going to be fertile, human, mortal? Who would the child mate with? What kind of life would it lead? "Rebeckah, there are more questions here than I can fathom." Alex was just going to have to use faith.
Litha went where Steve directed. Figuring this was where stuff was stored; she dropped both items off and then followed Steve’s voice to find him. “Is there something I can do to help speed things up? It won’t take Becka long to feed.” Her whole attitude had changed. She didn’t tease, and there was no smile in her eyes anymore. Her voice wasn’t cold just brisk. Steve had made his decision, and out of respect for it she dropped her playful manner. Everything just took on the feel of a business deal.
Becka relaxed visibly as Alex took the news with joy. She gave a soft laugh at his words and actions while returning the hug and kiss. Snuggling into his embrace she gave a quiet sigh. “I’m not sure what to make of it really. I never expected to have a child, ever. And now… Now, it seems I will be one after all.”
Her eyes darted to Max when the car jerked, and she gave a slight frown. “Max?” She pulled back from Alex slightly though when he scolded Max, the slightest of frowns marring her features. She watched him think and when he spoke she blinked, his words giving her slight pause. Before she could answer though, Max’s voice drifted from the front. There was something different about his whole manner suddenly that made Becka’s head swivel to stare at him as if he’d become some stranger.
“Tell no one, except Litha. She will become protective of Becka which can only help you while overseas.” Becka’s eyes rolled at this. “And she will keep her mouth shut, knowing the consequences. As I said earlier, I will speak to Narkel and Dancing Water. They may have some sort of insight into how this could have happened. Becka do you have your cell?” His gaze flicked to the mirror so he caught Becka’s nod. “Good, I will email you what I find. You can access it through your cell at least. Though if I know Litha, she’s got her laptop packed somewhere in that sea bag of hers.”
The McLaren came to a stop with the hanger in sight but still a ways off. Max threw the car in park and turned to look at both of them. “I told you Rebeckah was the most important possession our race had.” He looked Becka in the eyes. “I know you expect me to watch over The BoB, but I may have to do some traveling of my own here shortly. I will leave Sarah in charge to balance out Terrance. She’s stronger than Jimmy right now and won’t be easily pushed over. Plus she’s not in awe of our race.”
He paused a moment gathering his thoughts. He never really told Becka the other night his complete reason for staying long after he came back to himself. “Rebeckah there are many things and factors that led up to our paths crossing and are some of the reasons I continued on at The BoB. Unfortunately, we do not have the time to go into them right now. Suffice it to say it wasn’t purely chance that we met as we did. Yes, the Old Ones and One Far Older Than Them made me feral. I allowed my capture and the feral process, praying to whatever Gods that have taken Vampires on as their Special Needs Children would lead me to someone like you to bring me out of it. People do know I am in San Francisco, but neither where in this huge town or actually if I survived the ordeal, finding such as you.”
He looks to Alex briefly. “Those who are interested in my survival and whereabouts don’t even know what name I am currently using.” His eyes flick back to Becka. “I am Narkel’s actual brother, and Litha really is my niece. And my real name is Mahkal. Should you find yourself in a bind overseas look for this symbol.” He pulls down the collar of the turtle neck that he always wore to reveal a mark that looked like an eye with flames and spikes. “People with this mark will help you when you give them my name. But use it only if you have to, the fewer people who know exactly who you are the better for the time being.” He turns back around and starts driving again. “Remember Rebeckah, those blue orbs of yours are unforgettable. You will be marked by them and easily identified because of them.”
Becka sat wide eyed and too stunned to do much else during Max’s talking. Once he got the car up and moving again she still sat there. Her mind was working on processing all she’d just learned, and she wasn’t entirely sure if she should be mad or flattered or just plain stymied. She finally turned her owlish gaze on Alex, clearly wanting to know what he thought about all the sudden changes in Max.
Steve was a bit puzzled Litha didn't take the coffin up the ramp he opened. He guessed it was payback for being interested and then not interested. "Litha, I'm sorry. Lycans and vampires scare me. I know you are one of them because the coffin is so easy for you to carry. It is just weird being lower on the food chain. It's not very fair of me. Maybe I should broaden my horizons and take a chance." Steve didn't like the situation he had created and he didn't like how it seemed unfair to Litha. It seemed like it was just time to face up to it and see what Litha had to say about him.
Alex was paying special heed to Max and memorizing everything carefully. There was someone potentially more powerful than him behind Max's imprisonment in a feral state. He could tell that. It sounded like that vampire was a potential enemy that could do them all in.
"The airplane has internet access as well. It uses a satellite link." Becka's gaze toward him earned her a kiss. "This is bigger than me, Rebeckah. I simply don't know until more comes our way." It had been a long time since Alex had been in a position of such helplessness. The fact that Becka was in the middle of it was what really bothered him. "I'm glad you are a friend, Max. I just hope we can deal with your enemies properly." Maybe it did take hiding, but for now, Alex was interested in following the call to Ireland and finding out what this wonderful thing that happened to Becka was about. At least they had a plane trip to digest things. The only thing in their favor was that they knew Becka was important in ways no one else did.
Litha held up a hand. “Stop. Yes, I am a Lycan, but ya know, we don’t go around devouring Humans. No offense but y’all tastes bad, like tainted meat. At least you used to way back, and I can’t imagine with all the added chemicals in the foods you eat now-a-days you’ve gotten any better. You are married and wish to honor that vow, which is fine and commendable. I was just seeing how strong you were committed to them that is all.” She heads back out to get the coffin now that the personal stuff is put up and soon has it loaded up and ready to go.
Max shook his head. “They aren’t just my enemies Alex. They are our race’s enemies. They want things as they once were long ago when we first came into existence. They are few granted, at least we think so, but their determination and subtle ways could still bring us back into time. Look how long they’ve managed to manipulate the west coast until someone came along and took notice. Someone other than those of us trying to figure out how to stop them. Most of the Elders of our race have become too distant to involve themselves in things anymore. They are just as bad in their own way as those trying to bring us back to the past.” He looks in the mirror at Becka. “All of us need to take lessons from our Blue Eyed One there.” He pulled up beside the hanger.
Becka gave Alex a nod. She felt pretty much the same herself. Becka listened to Max as he spoke again and then just shook her head at his words of learning from her. She was simple and nothing overly special, well she was kind of now being pregnant, but that was all. When the car came to a stop at the hanger she looked to Alex. “Perhaps we should go and make sure Litha hasn’t mauled your friend. Not that she’d eat him or anything, but she can be a bit … well a bit of a bitch in heat around males at times.” Max gave a chuckle at Becka’s apt description.
Steve really felt guilty at that point. He had failed in both temptation and bigotry. It was a tough thing to have done. He had plenty of food for thought during the plane ride. Steve followed Litha to the ramp, thanked her for putting the cargo in the cabin, and then closed the ramp back up. "Well, we just need the newlyweds now." He had a feeling Alex would have handled the situation he failed so miserably in better. It was no wonder humans were not further up the food chain. Lycans and vampires both seemed to have superior codes to live by. He escorted Litha back to the cabin entrance and headed into the cockpit from behind her to prep the plane for startup and departure.
Alex was a little worried at hearing the movement’s origins that were creating this mess. It sounded older than him and could potentially be older than even Hepitut. Hopefully they had some kind of turn over. Sophia and Alex had hunted vampires much older than them because they were able to team up and take them on one at a time. If there were a league of vampires all older than Alex, they were in big trouble to get rid of the problem. This was the makings for another war and it sounded like the dark army would not suffer from the youth Vlad's army had.
Alex gave Becka a kiss and acknowledged her. "You bet, my love. I just hope Steve hasn't fallen into his old ways and tried to take advantage of her to get himself eaten." He got out and moved around to let Becka out of the McLaren. He gave Max a parting wink and smile. "Thank you, Max. Please try not to kill the car." Alex's humor was not the best, but he hated not to use humor at all. If you couldn't laugh at yourself, you were doomed at his age.
Alex took Becka by the waist and could not resist touching her tummy with the tips of his fingers before walking to the entrance of the cabin. The loading ramp was up with gave Alex a clue the coffin was already secured. Letting Becka up the steps to the cabin first, he followed closely behind to introduce her to Steve. He gave Steve a smile and wave as Steve looked over his shoulder from the pilot's seat. "Good to see you were able to decipher my instructions, Steve. This is my mate, Rebeckah. Rebecka, this is Steve, my personal pilot." Steve nodded and smiled. "Good to meet you Rebeckah." His eyes looked directly at Alex. "So, you really did marry her?" Alex nodded with a smile and kissed Becka's neck.
Litha gave a nod at Steve, and then seeing he didn’t really need her in the way, went back to the passenger area and dug through her sea bag for her laptop. She settled in and found a net connection. There were some emails and other things she needed to do anyway. And Steve had his own things to do, not to mention made it quite clear he wasn’t interested in much from her.
Becka gave a snort. “More like he wouldn’t have the opportunity if Litha’s truly interested.” She climbed out of the car after Alex opened the door. Max gave a nod to Alex and waited for them to clear out so he could head off to his own errands. “Stay safe, Max. And thank you.” Max nodded to her as well and then watched them walk to the plane and enter before actually leaving.
Becka let Alex lead her on the plane until they came to the cock pit. She studied Steve as Alex introduced them. “Please, call me Becka.” She remained quiet for a bit longer, smiling when Alex kissed her neck. “Excuse me, both of you.” She wriggled around and past Alex and wandered the plane until she found Litha busy on her laptop. “Well, looks like Steve’s in one piece still. Is he not interesting enough?”
Litha looked up at Becka’s words and snapped the laptop off without looking down. A slight scowl crossed her features. “No, he’s a misguided idiot.” She set the laptop aside and rose to hug her friend. “How you feeling?” Pulling back to arm’s length she studied her a bit. “You look better.”
Becka nodded. “I was just hungry was all.” Litha raised her brows but didn’t reply back. “When Alex gets here, we have something to share.” Now Litha was really curious, but she knew if Becka wanted to wait, then Becka would wait and no amount of wheedling would get the info out of her. She gave a nod and sat back down, she watched Becka move to sit close by as well. Neither said anything as both were lost in their own contemplations while they waited on Alex.
Steve started powering up the aircraft while Alex drew in the stairs and sealed the door. "She is just too amazing, Steve. She is the only woman a man could ever need." Steve shook his head. "I guess the days of playboy are over now. Isn't a marriage a bit long for you though, Alex?" Alex laughed, "Did you see, Rebeckah? How can you have too much time with her?" Steve just laughed and called in for a place in the takeoff line. "Are you helping me with the takeoff?" Alex shook his head. "I'm going to make sure the ladies are comfortable and that you behaved yourself while I was away." Steve sighed as Alex closed the cockpit door and moved to the cabin.
Alex came over with a smile and sat next to Becka very close. He hugged her and gave her another kiss. "Hi, Litha. Did my pilot behave and did Rebeckah give you our good news?" He gave Litha a glance but had trouble keeping his brown eyes off her blues. They might be beset with danger, but at least they had a small break in the air and Alex wanted this vital time to share simply feeling happy with Becka for their child. The tough stuff could be addressed later.
One thing that did bother him a little was the situation with Litha. What if he was fertile still? What would happen if he impregnated Litha? It made the situation odd and uneasy. Maybe Becka would change her mind and slow Litha down from wanting a sexual encounter with him. Maybe she would get spooked by pregnancy and solve the problem for both of them. It was hard to say. He would just let the news do whatever magic it had to do.
Steve would guide the plane out and get it airborne in fifteen minutes. He could get it to OKC in two hours easily. It was good seeing Alex happy. He just wished he had been a better person around Litha.
Litha gave Alex an unreadable look but nodded. “He was a perfect gentleman.” Becka raised brows at this, but held her tongue. Litha had called him a misguided idiot which ment he’d taken some offense to her Lycanthropy. But to give Litha credit, she rarely held a grudge over something so trivial. “And no, she wanted to wait for you. So, what news and why so happy?” She studied the two Vampires and could tell they were about ecstatic over something.
Becka looked at Alex, love in her eyes as well as joy, she then turned to Litha. “It seems I’m pregnant." She grinned at her friend with obvious happiness.
Litha literally looked like someone had just pole axed her. If she hadn’t been sitting already she might very well have fell over, as it was she looked like she was having trouble digesting the news. Finally she plastered a smile on her face. “I’m happy for you both.” She gave Becka a hug, then sat back. “I’ll leave you two time alone to enjoy.” She grabbed her laptop and headed to the cock pit, the only other place there was a seat and way she could actually leave them alone, unless she wanted to spend the trip in the bathroom.
She entered the cock pit with a slight scowl on her face. She really didn’t want to be near Steve right now, but there wasn’t all that much choice. She plopped into the copilot seat without a word to him and opened her laptop and started an email to Narkel. Becka’s condition was serious for many all the way around. While happy for her friend, she knew the pregnancy was the beginning of the end of many things, and many people were not going to be happy with the change.
Becka frowned at Litha’s reactions and abrupt departure. It wasn’t exactly the reaction she’d thought they’d get at their news. She sighed and shrugged at Alex, and then she cuddled into him. Alone time was fine with her; she was starting to feel like she wasn’t getting enough of it with him anyway. Her hand rubbed along his chest. The two were up in the cock pit, one flying and the other not about to return anytime soon. Maybe they could continue what they’d almost started upon waking. Course she’d be just as happy to cuddle with him as well.
Steve eyed Litha's entrance nervously. Her laptop wasn't exactly a welcome sight in the cockpit. "Um, could we wait until we are in the air? If the other pilots call in a laptop sighting in our cockpit, it's going to take Alex to get us out of that jam. It doesn't really hurt anything despite what the airlines tell you, but the federal controller isn't going to care. They like their rules." It was nerve racking for him to say the least. She didn't look happy and he was guilty of at least part of it he was sure.
Alex had a slight look of concern on his face despite the smile from how he felt about Becka. "She is less than thrilled. You don't think she'll spam the news to someone against Max's recommendation do you?" Becka's eyes and the touch of her hand on his chest were too soothing to ignore. His dick started responding and desire crossed his smile in place of the concern. Steve couldn't let her use the laptop in the cockpit until after they took off, so he decided to warm things up between Becka and him.
He kissed her deeply and ran both his hands up under her shirt on her lower tummy. His lips spread into a big smile again as he kissed her. His voice sounded in her mind. "You are such an incredible blessing. You will have my love for two eternities now." His hands slowly made their way to Becka's breasts inching the shirt up. His palms messaged her soft globes under her clothes. He wondered if she would produce milk for the child and if it would drink the milk. Would it need blood instead? Would Becka's body produce it for the child? It was impossible to know and instead he switched his mind back to enjoying and sharing desire with Becka and the fact her breasts sent pleasure coursing through her body.
His hands eventually started her shirt up over her head and arms. He had to break the kiss to let her top and bra off. "I love you, Rebeckah." He resumed the kiss when the cloth cleared her forehead and he removed the items entirely. The good news was Litha was okay with having shared sex with others, so there was no need to worry about embarrassment from any of the parties.
Litha snapped the laptop closed and dropped it to the floor. Fortunately she hadn’t started her email just yet. She stared out the window, waiting until she could use the blasted thing. On a peripheral level she was aware of Steve, his nervousness at her presence, and gave a soft growl. “Look, Alex and Becka are newly married and haven’t had any time really alone. I’m trying to give it to them, but I’ll be a damned cat’s uncle if I will spend the trip in the bathroom. Deal with me here. Better yet, just ignore my presence. You are safe; I have no interest in you.” She was irritated, she was bitchy with him, but right now she didn’t have the patience to coddle him. Narkel needed to know about the sudden developments. She was impatient for them to get in the air.
Becka shook her head. “No, though she’s probably emailing Narkel or Dancing Water with the news. Pity we couldn’t tell them ourselves, but between Max and Litha they’ll at least know it’s not a bad joke. I just don’t understand why the news upsets her…” She trailed off, and soon forgot the matter as Alex started touching and kissing her.
Her own hands roamed his body as he worked on taking her top off. She replied to him mentally. “Just love me Agathon, that is all I want. I don’t want a bunch of eternities, just you and your love. And our child.” Her breathing picked up and her nipples hardened at his touch. Her hands started working to get his clothes off. “Agathon.” His name was a pleading request. She wanted him, and wanted him badly. She just couldn’t seem to get enough of him. She hoped that urge never went away.
Steve relaxed a little as he taxied for takeoff. Flying was comforting for him. He also knew Litha in the copilot seat was not going to be an issue for him. He just didn't want to get busted for the appearance of not taxiing safely with a laptop going in the cockpit. Once they were in the air, she could play Tetris the whole time or watch porn for all he cared. "That's a deal, Litha. I know I was an ass. My apology for that."
"You have my love, Rebeckah. Never forget that." His mind told him to hold the kiss and keep it. His mouth opened and messaged her lips with his while his tongue gently caressed and tumbled with hers in her mouth. He almost felt possessed by her she was so deeply embedded in his being.
His hands ran down hers and then down her bare sides. Reaching her pants, they traced the waistline together and undid them. He could smell her sex waking up and preparing another welcome for him. Pleasing Becka was his new favorite activity and he so badly wanted to please her now.
His left hand traced around her hip and buttock. He reached down the back of her pants and cupped her sex from behind. He stood up, lifting her by between her legs as if his hand was a bike seat for her. His right hand peeled off her pants. He could feel her breasts against his chest while he relieved her of her bottoms. The warmth of her pussy in his hand was a welcome feeling. His arousal increased knowing Becka was getting such pleasure from this moment.
His hand worked over her hips, bottom, and thighs to finally coax the garment off her shapely body. When the task was done, he pulled her lap slightly away from his and started undoing his own pants and underwear. When the pants finally fell, he sat back down and laid her lap in his. He had never had sex while taking off. It would be interesting if they could get there before the plane started down the runway.
Litha gave a big sigh, letting a lot of her frustrations out in the process. She waved a hand at Steve’s apology. “Forget it. I’m a cunt and that’s just a fact of my life. Or as some like to say when they think I can’t hear, I’m a bitch in heat.” She gives a shrug. “I see nothing wrong with good fun sex. It’s a better way to kill time then most I know.” She waves in the direction of Alex and Becka over her shoulder. “And it’s better than suffering being an extra with overly sappy love birds.” She lapsed back into silence and watched the takeoff processes of planes out the window.
Becka gave a mental sigh at Alex’s words. “I’ll do my best, but can’t promise anything, I over think things sometimes. I will always love you Agathon. Even during the times I will probably hate you. You have given me something precious and perhaps one of a kind.” She shivered at his touch and both of them undoing her pants sent an odd erotic sensation through her. But when his hand cupped her sex from behind and lifted her up, she nearly creamed everywhere. She moaned into their kissing and wrapped her arms around his neck to hold herself steady while he took her pants off.
Once his clothes were completely off and she was sitting in his lap, she broke their kiss finally and pulled back to look at him. Her hands came around to his face and started tracing and caressing the planes and angles. She didn’t say a word, just drank him in with both fingers and eyes. He was beautiful. He was special. He had given her something she never dreamed of having in either lifetime, a child. She found she loved this man very much and there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do her best for him.
Her hands and gaze moved down to his throat. She explored every nook and valley there as well. She could feel her touching him through their link, and she was growing very over heated from it all. “Agathon.” His name was a whisper on her lips. A beautiful sound she loved hearing. Her hands continued exploring his neck and throat, loving the feel of his muscles under the skin.
Steve thought about Litha's words. He wasn't being fair to her. She just wanted to enjoy some sex. She wasn't looking to ruin his marriage. He wasn't going to get her pregnant and there wasn't going to be any diseases considering she was Lycan. "You know, Litha. I wasn't being fair. If you can forgive me for stupidity, maybe I can make the flight less boring for you. Like you say, I'm not hurting my wife. I should be happy you are not human to give us the chance to have fun." They were finally getting their turn to use the runway. Steve answered the call to take the runway and moved the plane into position to take off.
Becka's touch and reactions were simply too much to resist. Alex's hands took her hips and lifted her pelvis. His arms laid her sex right on top of his and a moan of pleasure left his lungs as his cock slipped right into her hot wet core. "Oh, Rebeckah...you are heaven." Every time she said his name during love making, it was intense for him. His name was an ancient male form of the word love. The way she said it made it so complete it was almost like a magic spell on his name.
The plane started to lurch forward on takeoff. Alex's right forefinger started tracing the fertility knot on the small of her back just above her bottom. His left hand started tracking the fertility knot on her lower tummy on front. It was probably going to send them both into orbit combined with the rush of acceleration as the plane lifted off, but that sounded like too much of an opportunity to pass up. Becka's happiness made the world turn for Alex and giving her this kind of pleasure at a special moment made sense to him. They were going to remember their first take off together forever.
Steve kept upping the throttle on takeoff. Alex's MO was always speed and Steve enjoyed the rush of a powerful take off every time he got the chance.
Litha turned and looked at Steve. She gave him a slight smile. “I said forget it. You’re earlier behavior is already forgotten, or will be if you will quit dragging it back into the light. Unfortunately, business has reared its ugly head, and I must deal with it as soon as we are in the air and I can get my laptop out again.” She turned and looked back out the window. Normally she’d have given him the second chance, but with Becka’s condition, she had lost all interest, even in Alex. Far more important matters now had her attention. Play time was over.
Becka’s head tilted back slightly when Alex entered her. “Mmmm.” As he traced the Knots on both her front and back, she felt her heat rise to the breaking point swiftly. The plane’s lurch caused her to rock on his member and that sent her over the edge into a hard orgasm. Her eyes close in bliss as her hands slid up to hold on to the back of his neck. “Agathon!” Her body automatically rocking on his hard cock as her release shuddered through her over and over.
Steve nodded as the plane flew into the air. It was all probably for the better anyway. It was easy to get permission for his flight path. Rich people got all the benefits, especially in the air.
Alex's eruption into Becka sent his eyes wide open. He cried out with the intense sensation of it all. It felt like intense pain that was all pleasure and then more. His cum would have shot across the cabin it felt like there was so much force behind it, but as it fired into Becka the fluid was lost in the baptism of his lap by Becka's canal. "Rebeckah!" He cried out with his second breathe. His chest was heaving and his stomach pulled in with heaving tension from the pleasure coursing through him.
His left hand gently pressed her lower stomach in a uterine message holding the precious blessing the Earth had given them. His right hand ran up her spine to the back of her neck where he started messaging her neck muscles there. His hips kept pressing. His lust fed a desire to make sure they were still physically capable. If they were still vampires they could keep going. If they lost something he would feel that same fatigue that happened on the holy ground.
It felt like they were still vampires and that was just fine by him. He felt a temptation to bend her over the seat and use his hands on her like they had before he ruined the moment. He was worried it would bring back memories though. Instead he enjoyed her in his lap for now. It didn't seem like risking the moment was right at this point.
As soon as they were in the air Litha moved like a striking snake to grab her laptop and flip it open once more. She quickly gets an email off to Narkel, then sits there tapping her fingers on the laptop waiting for a reply. There are others she should be notifying, but Narkel was most important, and might decide that others should not be told just yet. She glowered out the window watching clouds and brooding.
Becka shivered violently at the sound of her name off his lips. Tingles ran through her body, already intensifying the intense orgasm. His hand sliding up her back to start massaging her neck, finally brought her body to relax and settle down. She let go of his hair and had her body slide forward on her arms lain across his shoulders until she was laying against him with her head resting on his right shoulder. She released a contented sigh as she snuggled up to him.
While she was more than ready to go another round or four with him, right now she just wanted to be held and be close to him as she could get. Her left arm slid down until her palm rested flat on his chest and then started to do slow random circles. While her right curled around his neck and her hand started to play with his hair. She didn’t say anything, just lay there letting his touch slowly build within her again.
Steve was glad to be in the air. It was kind of comforting. He still couldn't quite wrap his head around Alex being married. What had prompted such a thing was beyond him. He supposed he had just gotten too comfortable with Alex. Alex was like that. One day he would be following his routine and all seemed quiet and then the next day, drama broke loose from some direction you never would guess. The idea of an upset Lycan sitting next to him kept him from being fully at ease. At least Alex was nearby.
Alex gathered in Becka to himself. His right hand continued to message the back of her neck while his left hand moved to start lazy circles on the bare skin of her back. The peace her touch created was amazing. Quiet summer nights on the beach didn't create this kind of peace. Even a quiet night in his house reading could not generate the harmony that seemed to fill his body and soul. His cock sheathed inside of her was every bit the symbol of a sword put away for resting. There was no drive to take care of a business matter or to investigate what was wrong with the world. There was nothing to cut or cleave. There was only to rest and share the love of their union.
The jet engines did the work for now. They sucked in air and drove the plane through the high and thin atmosphere. They bore the brunt of the cold bitter dark and pushed on with their roar through the otherwise silent night air. Soon the autopilot would be on and the plane would obediently follow its flight path before the approach to Oklahoma City was required. Stars twinkled, but only Steve seemed in the mood to observe them.
Litha’s laptop dinged and she jumped like a pouncing wolf at a mole hole. She opened the email and quickly read its contents. She frowned briefly while reading, and then seemed to completely relax. Apparently Uncle Max had beaten her to informing Uncle Narkel. They had things well in hand and all she was to do for now was protect Becka at all costs. That was easy enough. She powered down the laptop properly this time then snapped it closed and set it aside. She curled up in the chair, getting a bit more comfortable and then stared out the window. Soon she was asleep, having been up for nearly two days now.
Becka contentedly lay there with Alex, enjoying the feel of him next to her as well as touching him. She stayed like that for many long moments before her impish side suddenly took over. She playfully and suddenly nipped the side of his neck. She wiggled a bit then nuzzled him and playfully nipped his jaw as well. She moved on to his collar bone and shoulder as well, nipping both in turn. She then settled back down with her head on his shoulder, but facing away from him now. She brought her left hand to slide up his chest, throat and neck and then her arm wrapped around his neck. Her impishness was far from over, she was just regrouping to ambush again when he wasn’t expecting it.
Steve didn't pay much mind to Litha at this point. He felt he had done enough damage and that sticking to piloting was best. He set the alarm, kicked back in his chair and started to doze. Before long, everyone was asleep in the cockpit except for the plane.
Alex laughed out loud at Becka's attack. "Rebeckah, have you turned Lycan on me now?" Her nips felt wonderful despite his tease. As she settled, Alex decided to turn the tables. He jumped up holding Becka against him and turned his hips to the floor between the seats to lay her on her back with is knees off to her right bringing his cock out of its pleasurable rest inside of her. His right hand came from behind her neck and buried his forefinger, middle finger, and ring finger in her canal with his thumb and pinkie gently and playfully catching her bud. His left hand moved around to her clavicle with his fingers stroking her collar bone and the palm holding her shoulder blades to the floor. His head darted down to her stomach.
His right hand thrust her womanhood while his nose, lips, and tongue started furiously gliding over her stomach. His neck was turning wildly, sending his hair flinging. His growl gave the impression of an animal gorging itself on her intestines, but his face only played on the soft skin and firm muscles of her stomach. His mouth finally came to rest between her crevice and navel and the growl gave way to a raspberry on her skin before lifting up to look at Becka with a big smile. His right hand continued to take her with his fingers, the thumb and pinkie relentlessly messaging her bud with the motion. "Give up my love?"
Becka gave a slight snort. “I am an adopted pack member, remember?” Before she can say more, a startled squawk emerges as Alex suddenly has her on the floor and is attacking her. She starts laughing until his fingers find and start playing with her womanhood. The sharp inhalation of breath is the first clue to the pleasure she feels. The feel of his face and hair on her belly doesn’t exactly tickle, but does send shivers through her body. The raspberry momentarily kills the pleasure and she glares at him.
“Brat. And why should I give up? I have you where I want you after all.” She moans slightly as his fingers regain her attention. Soon her hips move with his motions and the tension builds. “Oh, Agathon, yes.” Her hands reach down and grab a hold of the carpet as she grows closer to a climax. She watches him watch her and gives him a lazy smile.
Alex could only laugh at poor Becka. "Mmm, I think I have the upper Hand, here." His left hand moved up to trace over Becka's lips. His mouth moved up to take her right breast and suck it into his mouth. His lungs pulled her nipple to the back of it and he started sucking and slightly releasing her pliable orb while his tongue danced on the side of it. His fingers started hooking into her g-spot with his thrusts.
Having Becka in the throes of pleasure like this was truly wonderful. He hoped her glare still understood the jest. Maybe he had hit on something that truly bothered her. He would check up on that later while Becka was not thoroughly enjoying herself.
His lungs released her breast finally and his teeth trapped her nipple in a gentle nip. His tongue first pressed the captured flesh and then fluttered on it. He alternated that as his fingers started searching out her brows and cheeks. The beautiful shape of her face was obvious even to his fingers while his eyes only had the vision of her chest.
Becka’s back arched slightly as Alex took her breast into his mouth. Her hands released the carpet and one arm wrapped around his shoulders while her other hand wrapped around the back of his head. She couldn’t answer his jest even if she’d wanted to. A soft and almost tortured groan escaped her as he worked her g-spot. It wasn’t fair the ease that he had to make her body respond. She gasped as he changed tactics on her breast and then groaned again. Her head moved into his fingers as he explored her face. Suddenly her body tensed only to shudder with her release in the next instant. “Agathon!”
Alex did not let up at her orgasm. He was going to ride it out for her all the way. His fingers didn't stop at all and he continued on her breast and face. The gush of her nectar on his hands matched the gush of cum from his loins. Her releases were music to his body and ears both.
Becka was nothing short of a miracle. Her existence was vital to so much. Her pregnancy was such a profound occurrence by itself. His love for her was both extremely strong and unexpected. Alex could not even fathom just how central she was. Even without her pregnancy she would have been the center of his universe. The current situation seemed to make her central to everyone else as well. Everyone was going to know the miracle she was, not just him. It was intense.
The urge hit him hard to be fully joined to her once more. It was extremely compelling. His hand slipped from her sex up her stomach to her left breast. His body gently slipped on top of her as his mouth came off her right breast. "Rebeckah, you are so incredible. Just the love you inspire steals away my being into you." His cock slipped into her and started gently thrusting her. His brown eyes offered whatever depth they had to offer that seemed shallow to Becka's eyes. His mind tried to picture their child's eyes. Her intense blue and his brown were going to create something complex and wonderful. She was going to be the most profound mother the Earth had to offer. "Oh, Rebeckah..." Her name seemed to say everything that mattered. When she called his name, it was such an intense feeling of love from her. How someone so beautiful on so many layers chose him and loved him so much was beyond amazing.
He kissed her deeply as his hands reached up and started running through her raven hair. It was like there was no way to be inside her enough. He wanted to impart his age and power to her. Something told him to give everything to her. He broke the kiss and rubbed his nose gently to hers. "You are my being." The expanse of creativity surrounding Becka was something his mind could not gather enough to even understand.
Becka wriggled and moaned under Alex’s skilled touch, unable and unwilling to bring her pleasure to any kind of end. In the past couple hundred years she had come to like and even enjoy sex. But never had she dreamed the heights that could be obtained, or the pleasures felt. Not until Alex had entered her life and caught her attention enough to look past his Ancientness. Now she was joined, heart and soul, even bodily, to this beautiful and wonderful man, who with his skill and age, made her feel like a child trying to play and keep up with the big kids.
Her pleasure finally subsided considerably as his hand finally stopped working her womanhood. It started to build again though as his hand, wet with her fluids, slid up her body to her left breast. While the right one ached at the loss of his mouth around it. Her hand on the back of his head came down to caress his cheek with the backs of her knuckles as he looked into her eyes and spoke. She gave him a soft and gentle smile. “The only thing more important in my life now besides you is our child.” She wondered briefly how he would feel about being second fiddle so soon in their relationship. But she had discovered with finding out that she was carrying new life, that the mother’s instinct was very much in her. This child must survive at all costs, even if that meant loosing Alex, something she would so hate, but would have to be dealt with should it ever happen.
All thoughts went into hiding though as he started to kiss her and move inside her. She couldn’t help giggling when he broke the kiss and rubbed her nose with his, it was so charming and endearing, even with him being so serious. Finally his hands running through her hair became too much, her head tilted back, exposing her throat to him without thought on her part. Her hand moved back up to wrap around his shoulders. Breathlessly, she spoke his name again. “Agathon.”
Alex's lips and tongue descended on Becka's exposed throat and played up and down the sides of her windpipe and along its center with wet gentle kisses. His body pressed into hers. As his hips and ass continued to gently probe the path to her now living womb, his chest felt her breasts pressed against his chest and their flat stomachs in full contact. His hands played down to her ears and started exploring their surfaces with a gentle touch.
Alex knew the child was more important than him. He also knew Becka was more important than the child though. She was a known mother appointed by the Earth. The child was unknown and could not be worth more than its mother until it became its own being. What Alex didn't know was his own importance to that equation. Love had played its trick on them all. The lover did not know their own importance was shared with the ones they loved. It was a discovery yet to be made from a perspective unable to make it yet.
Alex ventured a teasing nibble on Becka's throat now. The sensation of non-biting teeth on his neck had always been erotic to him especially after his conversion. It was the ultimate symbol of trust and love to him. As a human that had been sex, but as a vampire it had become baring the neck. He was going to have to balance that equation all over again now. He was short information on how to do that though. How their child played into the world order would decide things. The thought lead down a deep path for him he wasn't ready to take yet though. Becka desired pleasing and he desired to give it to her. He lifted his mouth and gently blew air onto Becka's wet neck, cooling his lust warmed saliva on her skin.
His slow and gentle thrusts, his hands caressing her ears, their bodies touching so completely, his lips and tongue on her exposed throat, all of it was almost too much for her. She felt herself dancing on the edge of a bottomless drop. She couldn’t think, she couldn’t respond or return the favor, all she could was cling to him as he drove her mad with desire and need. It was the nip on her throat, that most taboo of areas for her though, that finally shoved her off the edge and into a mind numbing orgasm that only he could give her. Her breath was stolen, and she could not gather more. Her body shuddered so violently, it was a wonder he wasn’t thrown off her. Her honey suddenly gushed forth, soaking her and wetting him. She couldn’t even call out his name verbally or mentally, he had taken her that far. The feel of his breath on her dampened neck only made matters worse in that she shuddered more and more fluid issued forth.
Alex did not know what he did right, but Becka's body sent intense pleasure into his system never felt before. It took all his agility to stay atop her body writhing in pleasure beneath his body. Her canal seemed to milk him violently and his loins suddenly exploded in a spasm that cut his blowing on Becka's neck abruptly short from his intended act.
It felt like so much pleasure it hurt. Their laps felt like hot puddles and Alex felt his mind actually disconnect. Every muscle in his body seemed to pull in high tension and the rip through his shaft seemed like a burning rope getting pulled through it. He was in some kind of prison where the floor, walls, and ceiling were made of raw pleasure. His eyes were a complete blur with two blue fuzzy orbs which he would later remember were Becka's eyes very out of focus. He actually wondered for that moment if he had somehow died by actually blending in with Becka. Maybe was inside her now and this is what it felt like. It was a strange place at that point and time with exotic feeling that would drive weaker people into a state of insanity.
His mind started to come back into focus only to find his body turned to complete jelly. He had never been that spent, even as a human. His head collapsed on her throat and upper chest seeming to meld with her. His mind seemed to moan Rebeckagathon over and over again and it seemed to be a plea of complete love in Rebeckah's mind and not his own. His own mind seemed deserted and visions of Rebeckah played in his mind's eye. It felt like his spirit had moved into her and he wondered again if his body had somehow died so he could be closer to Rebeckah. He felt he was hers through and through. There was simply no other logical or emotional place to be that could compare. Rebeckah was his home.
Becka quite literally stepped out of her body. Or maybe was shoved out of her body might be more accurate. She stood there watching as both her and Alex shared release together. She watched as his pleasure seemed almost painful to him. She had never seen two people that complemented each other so well as the two of them did. Her love for him seemed to keep growing and expanding, and she wondered if it would ever reach an end.
She cocked her head slightly and gave a ghostly snicker. She looked really uncomfortable with her knees to one side and Alex lying across her hip and front. She shook her head in amusement then jumped and whirled suddenly as a familiar voice called her.
“Sister-in-law.”
To say she was astonished to see her twin’s husband standing just behind her was a sever understatement. She’d killed him when she was first made a Vampire and the guilt rose up to flood her at the sight of him there.
“Stop that Rebeckah Locksenly. That is the past and long gone. I have never blamed you for what happened. We have more important things to discuss and not much time.”
Becka blinked and tried to regroup. “I thought… Mantha said…” She is cut short by Angus.
“Mantha can’t interfere anymore Becka, that doesn’t mean I can’t. At least this time. I may not be able to again. Listen. Ireland is but your first stop. Though the answers aren’t there, you must go there. Be careful though and tell no one about your condition. Those who need to know already do. Leave it at that. You need to go to Greece as well, where Agathon comes from, much like you need to go to Jinja, Uganda. Congratulations, Rebeckah. We love you.”
Before she can say anything, he fades and she hears hers and Agathon’s name joined and repeated over and over, it draws her back into her body like quicksilver. She blinks and tried to bring the plane’s ceiling into focus as she attempts to readjust to being back in her body so abruptly. She can feel her body throbbing and pulsation from their love making and that grounds her some more into the physical. She doesn’t want to move or break the peace both of them are having, but the information she has been given is too important. “Agathon?” She speaks his name softly, almost hesitantly.
Alex's eyes adjusted with the side of his face nestled between Becka's chin and breasts. He heard Becka call his name in an odd kind of waiver. His lungs took in a deep breath almost as if they were breathing for the first time. Their names kept repeating conjoined in the back of his mind and he almost corrected her with the conjoined name but his focus on the base of the seat seemed to snap him a little more out of his trance.
"Yes, Rebeckah?" His voice was soft when he spoke, just above the sound of the engines in the well-insulated cabin. Somehow their love making had just blown his mind and it seemed to be resuming itself inside his head. His throbbing cock periodically reminded him of just how much pleasure they had shared.
He tried lifting his fingers and to his surprise they moved. He was still feeling awfully spent though and Rebeckah's voice sounded from her throat directly into his ear. He laid atop her as her body breathed beneath his. Whatever sweet question she had, he would hear just fine on her chest.
His sexual existence seemed to have peaked in that union. Nothing had ever felt so deep and profound as that sharing. He wondered if his spirit had actually been inside her. How that feeling came to pass was beyond him. The only thing he could guess was that Becka's pregnancy had somehow just made their love for each other that much more intense and strong. She was definitely the one for him. He was going to ask her about what she felt during that, but her question came first.
Becka’s arms seem to tighten around his shoulders briefly before she speaks. Alex can feel her take a deep breath as well. “Angus was here. It seems that we probably won’t find answers in Ireland, but we still have to go. We also have to go to Greece, where you come from, and to a place called Jinja in Uganda.” She pauses, and then continues. “I have no idea why though… He didn’t tell me that. He also said that we weren’t to tell anyone about the child. Those who needed to know already knew. And to leave it at that.” She stops and waits patiently, letting him digest this latest news. She idly starts running her fingers along his shoulders and hair, not really aware she was doing so, but subconsciously wanting to touch him, not just hold him.
Alex listened carefully, His hands moved back to her ears retracing their steps from their last union. Somehow her caresses seemed to rejuvenate him. His mind started digesting her statements.
"Mmm, there is a temple to Apollo near there. It's not very well known at all. All that is left on the surface is a crumbled altar that few would even recognize. Jinja is where Hepitut lives. It's at the head of the Nile where Lake Victoria feeds it. He has a tomb in some jungle near there. He never took me into it though. It's kind of a secret that only the very oldest of vampires get to enter. I'm not even sure Hepitut lets all of them in either. Maybe we are just supposed to see Hepitut, but he usually doesn't take cold visits. Last he talked to me was about two hundred years ago and he said he would contact me when he needed to see me. He might very well know of your pregnancy though. Then again, he has been strangely quiet. I guess we'll just have to see when we get there."
Alex remembered Hepitut foretelling of the vampire's end. Becka was basically telling them to go where Hepitut kept the prophecies of the ancients that were even well before his time. It was very possible Hepitut was just waiting for Becka to approach him. It was frustrating that Hepitut didn't share any of this kind of information with him though. Maybe Alex was simply never meant to know. Hepitut had always said the future was there taking care of itself. Alex had not really put much personal stock in destiny. This trip seemed to be showing him his guess was wrong.
"Yes, I have to agree your pregnancy needs to desperately stay quiet. You are probably a target of any enemies to peace and the Earth only knows how the general populace would react. We don't even know what the baby's abilities will be."
It was going to be odd having a helpless child to care for without even knowing what special needs it might have. Would it breast feed? Would it need blood? What was the child going to grow into and what would the child be able to do with its life? He feared it might just be another vampire, but could see it being a human as well. Between the two, he thought a human might be better for the child, but he wasn't sure what was really happening with the pregnancy.
Becka lay there taking in all that he said. She didn’t understand it all, and really she wasn’t all that concerned. Obviously things would be revealed as needed, at least that was the impression she’d gotten from Angus. All that mattered to her right now was that Alex was here with her. She’d finally found a mate that seemed to be accepting her and her odd ways, and to make things even better, she was already carrying his child. She should probably by all rights be feeling put upon and rushed, her freedom stolen once more, but she wasn’t. It felt too right, and she felt complete in a way she hadn’t before, even with her twin.
Her head moved into his hands as he played with her ears. She gave a disappointed sigh though. “As much as I’d like to continue dear Mate, I think we should check on Steve and Litha. It’s awful quiet up there, and she went in a bit of a foul mood. I fear a bit for your pilot’s safety I have to admit.” She really, really didn’t want to move from where they were, but she knew Litha. And she knew Litha would cheerfully kill Steve if he even thought about her in the wrong way while she was in a foul mood. Why Litha wasn’t happy over their news was also beyond Becka. Maybe she could wheedle an answer out of her later when Becka could get her alone.
"Okay, my love." Alex gave Becka a deep and pressing kiss. His lips pressed hers and his tongue pressed very slowly and firmly into her mouth. His mouth sucked against hers gently and sensually. It was as if he was getting ready for a long walk across the desert and taking in the last drink of refreshing ice water before the trek. His hands ran up into her hair again and felt the sides of her head in seemingly searching touches. What his touch was searching for wasn't obvious but his fingers seemed to have found what they wanted. His mind memorized the kiss and the feel of her hair and skin as they engulfed them.
Gently and slowly he released. "I love you Rebeckah." It was a statement of the obvious, but his spirit seemed to need the words in the air. Just as the sunlight had to fill the sky in the morning, his voice needed to shed its feeling into Becka's ears. His hands moved to beneath Becka's underarms and he pushed himself up. His body slowly parted contact with hers and his soaked loins slowly pulled from Becka's washed over mons. As slow and gentle as the move was to rise, it felt like a tear to Alex. His body seemed to protest with an ache of pain to pull away, but his mind knew Becka's words were true.
Alex's legs moved to a squat and his arms and hands took Becka's forearms in a firm grasp. He rose feeling a bit dizzy and brought Becka up with him. Becka only had to put her feet beneath her as his body rose into a stand and drew her body up and next to his. His arms slid up hers and took her upper back in a loving embrace while his neck craned forward to take another deep kiss from her beautiful lips. His eyes were filled with caring as his lips and tongue pressed hers once more.
Alex's mouth gently withdrew while his right arm glided down to the small of Becka's back. His legs started stepping forward to the cockpit as his left arm took her right hip and guided her around to face the forward of the plane. His right hand drifted down to her stomach and felt the soft skin and firm stomach muscles that protected Becka's precious womb.
Steve's mind was settling into a light slumber as the autopilot guided the plane. It was deepening as his body settled into the seat secure that the alarm would wake him up when it was time to get a final approach. The opening of the cockpit door would not wake him.
At Alex’s slow and gentle kiss, Becka almost told him to forget it. Let the two of them work out their differences. But she didn’t as much as she wanted too. Litha had a serious advantage over the pilot, and she didn’t want Litha killing someone who was important to her lover. She did release a low moan into their kiss though as his hands ran through her hair. This man made her feel so loved and cherished, something she’d only gotten a taste of with Mantha. She sent a silent prayer of thanks to Mother Earth and Father Sky for blessing her with the gift that was this man.
“Mmmm, I love you, Agathon.” She rose easily with him, getting her feet under herself to stand next to him. Her arms wrapped around his waist as he kissed her once more. She couldn’t get enough of him, and she couldn’t wait for all this running around to be over so she could be with him, just the two of them. And then whenever her pregnancy ended, the three of them. Briefly she wondered if they would have more children. A small spark of hope ignited within her that they might.
She gave a soft sigh as their kiss ended, and turned to walk with him to the cockpit. She placed a hand over his on her belly and smiled up at him and wrapped her other arm around his waist. “Thought of any names yet?” Her smile turned impish at the question, then curious. “What are you hoping for? Boy or a girl?”
Alex paused, not opening the cockpit door. Steve didn't know yet and there was no need for him to know. "Maybe Maximilian if it's a boy and Samantha if it's a girl?" Alex wasn't sure about the names. Becka had the meaningful people to remember. Sophia's name seemed to be not such a good idea. As special as she had been, her loss was just simply too awful. Her name seemed stained with that pall of revenge which never cleared from her spirit. Maybe it was harsh of him and he didn't like his feeling about it. Feeling Rebeckah's clean love make such a deeper connection meant so much more now. He could only use the name Sophia if he remembered the time before sex entered to between Alex and her. Samantha felt right, but Becka would have to give that name her blessing. Max seemed like he was close despite not feeling close. Alex couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it seemed the best boy name to him at the time. Again, Becka's opinion was key.
The sex of the child was kind of immaterial. It was a child Becka was carrying and that is all that truly mattered. What bothered him was the child wouldn't have a mate. Even if they could have more children, it wasn't clear that inbreeding would not be a problem. Alex guessed that inbreeding never worked. The Earth had decided its life needed diversity and inbreeding never worked with the Earth. Who would the child be able to mate with? Was the child just going to be sterile like the rest of the vampire community? "I think whether the child is a girl or boy isn't going to matter. The species is probably going to be the big question. I just want a child that can be happy and not alone."
Alex didn't turn the handle. Becka's answers were too important and Steve didn't need to overhear them. It was quiet in the cockpit. There was time to hear Becka's position on the most important topic between them right now.
Becka chuckled. “Maximilian? Wow, that’s a name to tag a poor newborn with. Sounds longer than the poor tyke will be tall.” She’s grinning at him in amusement, she then turns serious. “I think Maximilian is wonderful.” She snickers, loosing her seriousness. “Max would be shocked, and that will be priceless as well.” She once more turns serious, with some effort. “I… I don’t know about Samantha.” She looks troubled briefly. She looks in his eyes. “I think Sophia would be good. I like the name; it is so different from mine and Mantha’s own. Exotic.”
She looked down, like Alex; she really wasn’t concerned about what sex the child was, as long as it was healthy. She’d love it regardless. It was their child, gifted to them by Mother Earth, created in love. Finally she looks back up. “I agree.” She pauses, a slight frown appears on her face as she speaks slowly, as if feeling her way along a dark hallway. “Many Vampires have come to Frisco… Some have left… but more stays than leaves… Perhaps Mother Earth is taking pity upon us… and… maybe… others will… be so blessed?” Her eyes hold a glimmer of hope, but uncertainty overshadows it.
Alex could only smile as Becka mused over his name ideas. It sounded like Maximilian was a done deal. It surprised Alex that Becka though of Sophia for a girl. They both shared the same trepidation for their loves. Maybe if they used Sam as the nickname, Becka might warm up to the idea, but maybe it was a chance to redeem the memory of Sophia for him. He could remember the good things through a daughter and help not pull up the dark memories of her loss. Sophia made sense too, and Alex was leaning towards agreeing at that point.
Alex wasn't sure about what their child would be and what company it would have. "We will just have to trust the Earth to provide, Rebeckah. The Earth has given us charge of a brand new life and she is going to provide. It is just a test of faith really. Maybe we will be able to have more than one child if they are a different species. Maybe inbreeding won't happen. We just have to have faith on this one." Alex gave Becka a kiss and a smile. "Worse case is it will be the three of us and that is more than we had ever hoped for. You were more than enough from the beginning."
His hand pulled the door latch and opened the door to the cockpit. "Are you two okay?" Alex was thinking maybe he should have put on his clothes, but then again, he didn't want to alienate Litha by being so formal. There was a chance they would have sex. That needed to be discussed with Becka though. Things had changed. Sex was different now. Before it was a way to catch food, but now it had the sacred possibility of children. Of course, with Litha being Lycan, maybe there was compatibility, but maybe there wasn't. It was odd having to consider sex again. The bonding with Becka was so special, it took on meaning again and Alex thought that was a wonderful thing. There was a whole new freedom to sex with her. With that freedom came a responsibility, too. He was grateful to have Becka to work through it with him.
Becka blinks a few times, the fact that Alex had just verbally echoed her own thoughts earlier about them having more children. She looked shyly at him. “I hope we can have more.” She then nods at his other thoughts on the subject. “You are right, Mother Earth will provide for her children as she always has.” Her smile is full of love. “I didn’t want you in my life at first, but now I can’t imagine my life without you.” She hugs him close then lets go so he can open the door.
“Mphurph.” Litha yawns a jaw cracking yawn and stretches. She cranes her neck and gives Alex a sleepy look. “What-” Her eyes widen and she looks more awake seeing him very naked. She didn’t see Becka standing next to him due to the angles of things. “Well hello there, Gorgeous. You and Becka get enough of each other yet?” She looks him up and down appreciatively.
Becka pops her head through the door with a laugh. “Hardly, Cousin. But I thought it be best to make sure you didn’t kill our pilot.” She glances over and sees Steve asleep. “Guess I was worried for nothing., Wear him out?”
Litha snorts and frowns. “Hardly.” She eyes Becka and Alex and then gives a disappointed sigh. “Well, as you can see he’s still very much among the living. So, nothing to worry about.”
Alex looked between the two in the seats. "Steve looks like he could use the nap. Why don't I take over flying and let you ladies take a break in the cabin?" Alex glanced over to Becka. "If you would bring me my clothes before final, I'll keep an eye on things and make the final approach to Oklahoma City to get Steve some more rest." There was not much to do but sit and think for the next half hour or so, but Litha didn't know that and Becka needed time with her to find out what was bugging her. Alex gave Litha a sexy wink. Kissing cousins wasn't a done deal until Becka and him had a new huddle over the matter, but it wouldn't hurt to brighten Litha's night with a little flirtation. "We'll have to save the nude poses for you until I'm done flying."
Alex stepped up to the copilot's chair. He wanted something to eat, some actual meat. "It's weird. I have a hankering for a piece of meat. I'll have to pick something up in Oklahoma City." He wasn't sure who would come with and who would stay with the plane. He had to go to the house because he was the only one who knew how to get into his tomb, let alone open the secret compartments with his weapons. His driving was also going to easily be the fastest. He knew the speed traps and the fastest route to and from his house. Litha might have to come along if she was a danger to Steve, but Becka would hopefully figure that out during the rest of the flight.
"Need help unbuckling?" He glanced over to Becka and smiled despite the fact he was teasing Litha. Her face was a beacon of pure love to him. There was never going to be a more beautiful face in the universe to him.
Becka nodded at Alex. “Yeah sure.” She really didn’t want to part from him, but knew she needed to talk with Litha. She turned away to fetch his clothes right off. Once her and Litha got to talking, she’d not have the time or thought. While she liked him naked, it probably wouldn’t be wise for him to land a plane in such a state. A small smirk graced her lips at the visual she got at such an idea.
She distantly heard Alex mention the need for meat and frowned as she fetched his clothes. Then she felt her own sudden craving for it. She paused and blinked. Could her pregnancy be causing this? And was Alex getting the need through their shared link? She pondered the possibility for many long moments. Before she heads back to the cockpit, Alex’s clothes in hand.
Litha gave Alex a chuckle and then turned thoughtful studying him closely. “And after you eat evidently.” She pauses. “What kind of meat? Human or animal?” She watched him look with such love at Becka and a small smile teased her lips. It was good they were so smitten with each other. The next several days, weeks, months were going to either strengthen their bond, or break it. She feverently hoped and wished for the former for her friend and adopted cousin.
Suddenly she gives Alex an inviting, sly, and sexy smile. “I would so love some help unbuckling.” She wasn’t about to give up an opportunity to have Alex close to her, especially while he was naked. She moved her hands out to the sides of her body, giving him easy access to her buckle, and her if he wanted such.
Alex figured it would be a good idea to send Litha back to Becka in a good mood. His hands started his fingertips at her shoulders and ran them down her shirt towards the buckle. His fingertips pressed her nipples while traveling over her breasts and gave a little pressure to her stomach before reaching their destination. His hands unlocked the buckle. "Thank you for keeping my seat warm for me, sweetie," he gently spoke into her ear. He pulled the belt away from her lap and offered his left arm to Litha to help her up out of the chair.
Alex was certain his hunger was coming from within. Sexual pleasure was something he didn't mind getting mixed up and confused. There was often good reason to let those sensations mix and the act itself made needing to determine true origin pointless. "I don't think it matters if the meat is human or animal. Maybe I'll grab some beef from the supermarket for the errand in Oklahoma City. I don't think it will take much to satisfy the hunger. It's not compelling, just a light nag."
"Thanks for bringing the clothes, Rebeckah. I don't want to give other pilots a fright.." He winked and smiled at her. His lips needed to steal another kiss from Becka before he let the women escape. He would send the message of 'I love you, Rebeckah' into her mind. There was no need to upset Litha when his teasing had her in such a good mood for Becka to talk with her.
A low growl escaped Litha, sounding something like a dog’s equivalent of a cat’s purr, as Alex’s fingers ran down her body on their way to the buckle. Her eyes turned a beautiful shade of teal though when he teased her nipples and belly, and her hands visibly twitched spasmodically. The click of the buckle releasing though seemed to snap her out of what was happening her. Her eyes slowly faded back to their normal pale color. She gave him a cheeky grin, and took his arm to rise. “Mmm, I still say Becka’s one lucky bitch. Shame you weren’t a wolf. Or actually even better, you didn’t have a twin that was a wolf. I’d never dream of taking you from Becka, she needs you too much. And you’re perfect together.”
She brushed against him as she moved to exit the cabin. She paused though and looked back at him. Her eyes once more pale. “I could contact the Local Pack and we could go for a hunt, unless you’re hell bent on getting to Ireland yesterday?” She pauses and looks back to the door as Becka returns with Alex’s clothes. Both women snorted at Alex’s comment of frightening other pilots and looked at him as if he’d suddenly gone completely stupid. Litha easily side stepped around Becka as Alex moved to steal a kiss from her. A smirk crossed her face as she sauntered out the door to await Becka further in the plane.
Becka hungrily kissed him back before she too disappeared out the door, following her cousin. She found Litha sitting on the couch Becka’s clothes in hand, until they flew across the room to hit her in the chest. Catching her clothes as the start to drop of her chest, she works on getting dressed. “So, why are you less than thrilled with my pregnancy?”
Litha sighed. “I’m happy for you really Becka. If anyone should be a mother, it’s you. Hell you practically are anyway with The BoB. You take in every stray and help them, no matter what race they are.” She sighed and looked away briefly. “There’s a Prophecy…” She sighs again.
Becka pauses in mid-dressing. “A Prophecy?”
“Love will conquer Death with a gift.
The blood of the Twins will wash away the rot of Death.
The Mother of Life shall bring peace to the Father of Death.
By the power of Three, Dawn will rise once more.
And the Dead shall walk the world once more in Life.”
Becka felt a strange chill pass through her body as Litha suddenly spoke the Prophecy. She wished Alex had been here to hear this. Her unease was transmitted through the bond they shared. She gave a sigh and finished dressing slowly, thinking it over. “What does it mean though?”
Litha shrugged. “Many of us have been trying to figure it out.” She shook her head. “I feel though that your pregnancy has something to do with the Prophecy.” Becka felt another chill pass through her, and her unease increased.
Alex gave an expression of apology to Litha. "Sorry, no twin." He contemplated the idea of a hunt. If only there was more time. "We are flying against the turn of the Earth. Rebeckah and I will have to stay in the coffin for part of the ride as it is. I'll have to settle for slaughtered meat for now. We can do more at a later date." He hated to pop Litha's bubble like that, but any hunting to be done would have to happen in Ireland. The flight schedule was tight and it would add another night to stop for a hunt."
Alex got dressed. It was unfortunate their honeymoon kept getting interrupted. He supposed it was the price of being able to share a child with Becka though. The profound nature of the gift warranted the burden of it and Alex would not trade any of it away. He settled into the copilot chair and turned off the alarm. Steve was definitely out for the count and wouldn't wake up until the firmness of the ground started bearing the weight of the plane.
Alex was wondering how the girl talk was going when Becka's unease hit him. 'That good,' he thought to himself. He wondered what Litha was so upset about. She seemed perfectly content with his teases. She was practically purring with delight. It had to be something from somewhere Alex had no clue about. If it had anything to do with sex, Litha would have solved that problem at the Woman's Dance by picking someone else. Maybe Litha was just worried about Becka's safety. That seemed to make the most sense.
Becka's increased unease bothered him. He wanted to jump up and see what the matter was. He was in shouting distance though and Becka could always call to him. He let his patience rule and stayed in his seat. Did Litha know what might hunt them? It would be no good to spy on Becka in her own mind. There was time. He just kept telling himself to stay calm.
Litha finally looks back at Becka. “Look, there have been other things as well, not a part of the Prophesy, but Lyacan Lore. These Lores are known by every Lycan Pack in existence.” Becka has finished dressing and sits near to Litha, a clear indication for the other woman to continue. “The Lores and Prophecy are the reason behind the Gather’s beginnings. Oh they had a practical use, several in fact, but the main reason was because of the other two. You see it is known in Lycan packs that Mother Earth was going to take a hand in the Prophecy, since it was a Lycan that Prophesied it. We just had no clear clue how.”
She looked at Becka. “I know the Mating Ritual after a Woman’s Dance is rather private, but can you tell me exactly what you and Alex did?”
Becka’s unease turned to comfortableness. “Well, we mated of course.” She paused. “There was something though… Now that I think on it. He drew old Celtic Fertility Knots on me as we mated. I recall strangeness, but it was quickly forgotten in the height of passion.”
Litha looked at Becka sharply. “What do you know about this Fertility Knot?”
Becka shrugged. “That it was old when I was a Human. It was used mainly for crops and cattle for a bountiful harvest.” The chill washes through her once more at Litha’s look. Her unease grows in leaps and bounds.
Litha’s eyes widen. “Of course! Show me the Knot.” Becka nearly fell off the couch as Litha’s sudden excitement. “Uh, sure. Let me see your laptop.”
Litha went to hand Becka the laptop only to realize she’d left it in the cockpit. “Damn. It’s with Alex and Steve.”
“I’ll get it.” Becka jumps up and heads to the cockpit. Once inside she leans a bit on the door and steadies herself. Litha was going all weird, and that scared her slightly, since Litha was usually one of the most grounded people in Becka’s life.
Alex contemplated the changes that were occurring. Hepitut had said the vampires were going to give way to something new. Becka's pregnancy was something new. It was very probably they were on the forefront of the change. Litha maybe knew something about it. It was very possible the change was something that worried her. Lycans were certainly going to feel the change. Maybe Lycans had prophecy that made the change seem ominous. There had been a lot of Lycan support in Europe for the Vlad revolt. Last thing Alex wanted was the Lycans as enemies. They were such a beautiful culture. They were family in the true sense of the word. Their friendship and love and was going to be important for the change at hand. Litha might hold key knowledge to the transition that was important to heed.
Alex saw Becka enter and jumped up. Her fluctuating emotions had him worried. He took her in a firm embrace and kissed the back of her head. "What is it beautiful? What's bothering you with Litha?"
He didn't like being out of the loop with emotions running the way they were. "Do you need me to set the alarm for Steve and come back with you? Will that help?" He didn't want to get in the way but he didn't want Becka taking on too much emotionally with Litha either. They were a team and he wanted to pitch in to help her if she needed. The autopilot was working fine and Steve could handle the approach without worries.
Becka wrapped her arms around Alex and hugged him close, grateful for the comfort. She gives a soft sigh at all his questions. “Need you? Of course. Want you? Yes. I think it’s important, and you should hear it as well. Litha might get annoyed repeating things, but this is very important.” She moves from his embrace and grabs Litha’s laptop.
Stopping at the door on her way back to Litha she pauses and looks at Alex, waiting. “There seems to be a Prophecy and some Lycan Lore that’s very important. And the Prophecy was made by a Lycan.” She pauses and thinks things over “Also Mother Earth is to take part in the Prophecy. And Litha was asking about our Mating at the Gather. She’s very excited about the Fertility Knot.”
Alex turned the alarm back on for Steve and then moved to open the cockpit door for Becka. Prophecy was a weak spot for Alex. Hepitut just didn't share too much about it. "You know, Hepitut said the vampires were going to give way to something and wouldn't be needed anymore. You think that has something to do with all of this?" Stepping out the door, he let Becka come through. Hopefully Litha wouldn't get too annoyed. Becka's unsettled emotion had concerned him greatly. It would be good to know what it was all about.
Alex smiled at Litha as he took a seat across from her and invited Becka to sit in his lap. "It sounds like you heard of a big prophecy Litha. Is this a hint at Rebeckah’s pregnancy?" Alex was all ears at that point. He wanted to know what was going on and if it meant ominous news or not. The need for Becka to be happy for a change was great. His soul cried for it and he was going to do anything it took to try to get there. If Becka couldn't be happy in the world, then Alex was a bad fit for it. There was no backing down to try to make it that way though. If there was a prophecy riddle to be solved, he would use his memory of what little Hepitut did share to try to get some more insight. Maybe it would give them some kind of warning to head problems off.
Becka frowned and then shrugged. “I have no idea, Alex. Maybe?” She stepped through the door and headed back to the area Litha waited in. She happily sat in Alex’s lap and opened Litha’s laptop. While waiting for it to power up, she spoke to Litha after Alex was done. “Summarized everything except the Prophecy. Figured he needed to hear it from you in its entirety.” She then drops her attention to the laptop and opens a drawing program, she is half in tune to the conversation and half to the task of drawing the Knot.
Litha frowned at first, but as Becka explained, the frown disappeared for the moment, and she nods. “Yes, Alex, and possibly. Here it is.”
“Love will conquer Death with a gift.
The blood of the Twins will wash away the rot of Death.
The Mother of Life shall bring peace to the Father of Death.
By the power of Three, Dawn will rise once more.
And the Dead shall walk the world once more in Life.”
“I understand you drew Celtic Fertility Knots on Becka during your Mating? Do you recall what might have possessed you to do such a thing at that time?” Litha’s whole demeanor was one of excited curiosity.
Alex blushed. He didn't have a real reason for doing it. It just happened. "Well, there was this knot the vampires never dealt with too much. Hepitut had shown me a lot of Earth symbols, but never really explained the knot. It's such a beautiful knot. Rebeckah and I were very bonded. Her choosing me was so special and I was in love with her. I was playing with her nipple to please her and just drew the knot on it out of my head. It was an Earth ceremony that bonded us and the knot just popped into my head." He gave Becka a kiss on her neck. The fondness of the memory was too much to not do something about his feeling for her. "She just enjoyed things so much, I had to draw it again on her other nipple. It was giving her so much pleasure. I thought it was some kind of love knot or something. The only thing I knew to do to send her into deeper pleasure was to draw it on her clit. It was an exotic bonding. We discovered we were married from Mantha. Well, it was more complicated than that. I found out from Mantha and almost blew things up by not telling Rebeckah. I thought Mantha wanted me to not shock Rebeckah with it and almost blew it. Luckily I didn't though. Rebeckah forgave me and now we are just so much more bonded." He felt he gave the pertinent details to Litha. It was an Earth ceremony, he wanted to please Becka, and the knot had just done something curious to Becka to give her pleasure. It was simply irresistible to not continue pleasing Becka. Becka was his life really.
He thought on the prophecy. "Hepitut was a mentor to me after I lost a close childhood friend and lover. He showed me many things over the years. He told me once that vampires were a dead race and only possessed knowledge for the Earth. He said vampires would be replaced by life in time. Until then, vampires had the responsibility to just carry on knowledge and wisdom from the past. He keeps a lot of prophecies in his tomb, but he never showed me the tomb and never really told me the prophecies it contained. He always told me the future was no worry as long as I was true to the Earth. He said I didn't need to know what was prophecy to be true to the Earth. For that reason I obey Earth law, what I know of it."
Alex mulled over the prophecy in his mind. The first line drew a complete blank for him. He laughed. "Unless I'm supposed to send Thanatos a ray of sunshine, I have no clue what the first line means of the prophecy. Thanatos is older than me anyway. I could never stop him. Hepitut has never been able to find him either." Thanatos had always been a thorn in the side of vampires. Alex would not have been surprised if he didn't have something to do with Vlad's revolt, but there was never any evidence and Thanatos was always never to be found. Alex had only run into the vampire once over five thousand years ago and Hepitut had warned Alex never to deal with him. The few that knew him knew he was pretty much the vampire bane.
The second line was odd. "The second line seems to be related to what Hepitut said about vampires no longer being needed. Who the twins are and what blood might get rid of us is lost on me. The mother of life sounds like Earth to me. I don't know what the father of death is supposed to be." An odd thought shot through Alex's mind. "I wonder if Hepitut is Thanatos's sire..." A confused look crossed Alex's face. The two were so diametrically opposed in philosophy. The idea of them being the same blood line seemed impossible. What made him wonder was how Hepitut had warned Alex to avoid Thanatos. It couldn't be true though. Hepitut would just summon him up and make sure Thanatos was destroyed if that was the case. Becka had escaped Nicholai though. He wanted to ask her how, but was loath to bring up a bad subject with her. The last time Nicholai had come up, their wedding night ended a little rough.
The power of the three was odd. "Well, Rebeckah, our child, and me are three for the fourth line, but that makes no sense. Rebeckah and I are vampires still. The sun burns us. We can't go into the sunlight. There is no way the three of us can have anything to do with that unless we make some new discovery or change. The last line seems to reek of what Hepitut told me. Vampires are going to be obsolete. Maybe vampires are all going to morph though. Maybe we will be able to enter the light one day." Alex got a little excited by the idea. Maybe their child would have the same chance at love Rebeckah had made possible for her and Alex. Maybe there was hope after all.
Alex frowned. "I don't know. Things just aren't adding up. My ideas seem off. I can find gaping holes in all of my guesses and thoughts." He hugged Becka tight. His right hand absentmindedly moved to her lower tummy. There was a chance for love for their child was the biggest thing the prophecy told him. That hope burned true, even if he didn't understand.
"It's still creepy my name is an ancient Greek name for love and Thanatos is named after the Greek god of death." It really bothered Alex just how on target the two names were. They were even flying to pick up the ankh. He didn't have to give Thanatos a ray of sunshine, he could give him the ankh. He seemed to go pale. "I could give Thanatos the ankh though." Was that true? Did he have to face Thanatos or was Thanatos going to come looking for them if he found out Becka was having a child. Thanatos had creeped the hell out of Alex. He didn't want that vampire anywhere near Becka. He hugged her tighter and gave her another kiss on the neck.
Litha blinked at first then a grin spread across her face and a belly deep laugh suddenly erupted. “Oh my… Becka… he blushes… oh, oh.” Finally getting herself under control, she listens to Alex intently, but a bit less intensely and seriously. When he finally finishes she is thoughtful for a long time.
Becka looks up at Litha then at Alex, catching the fade of his blush. She smiles and him and gives him a nuzzle with the top of her head under his chin, then goes back to working on the drawing. Each time Alex kisses her a smile will briefly appear taking over the frown of concentration.
“So it was as if you were compelled. Interesting. Sounds to me as if Mother Earth is definitely taking a hand in things. Mantha? Becka’s twin?” She blinks with startlement. “What do you mean exactly? Isn’t she… Ooohhh. So the Spirit World is involved as well. Hmm, this makes things interesting.”
“Both of you are part of the Prophecy…” Litha trails off again thoughtful. “Hepitut. That name is familiar sounding.” She frowns briefly but then continues on. “Twins. Could Becka be carrying twins you think?” Her fingers start tapping as she continues to think, a bad habit of hers.
“Who is Thanatos?” Litha sighs a bit. “No I don’t think beyond the bringing forth of children, you two are are central to the Prophecy, but I could be wrong… I’ll have to talk with Narkel soon and see what he thinks with the added information. ” She cocks a brow at Alex’s translation of his name. “I thought Alex meant defending men…” She shakes her head. “I wouldn’t give this person anything of power.”
She stops as Becka turns the laptop around and shows her the Knot. “This is what the Celtic Fertility Knot generally looks like. There are some variants, but this is the one Alex used. It is the original design.”
Litha’s eyes widen. “Save that so I can send it to Narkel.”
“I have.” Becka nods and hands the laptop back to Litha. She then settles back into Alex’s arms and smiles up at him as she places her hand over his on her tummy. She had felt his unease over something to do with this Thanatos, briefly she wondered if she should push him for why, but decides to hold off for right now. They had enough to sort at the moment without adding more to it. She looks over to see Litha already tapping away on her keyboard. She shakes her head and looks back up at Alex with a mischievous smirk, but behaves herself, for now.
Alex realized Litha didn't know his real name. "My name is Agathon, Litha. Alex is just something modern sounding." He kissed Becka's neck again. Her tummy beneath his palm gave him a kind of peace. She was a mother and had afforded him becoming a father with her love and trust of him. It was too grand to fathom.
Mother Earth definitely had everything to do with this. There was no real science to it that he knew of. The blessing of Becka's sister was undeniable. Some odd links and powers had come together. Somehow their love was strong enough to catch the attention of life itself. Becka had come to be able to do it in so much shorter of a time than he had. For some reason it had taken him much longer to reach her maturity. Certainly the Earth had some reason for that. It was their lives but somehow they just belonged to the Earth. It was interesting to realize it.
If Becka was carrying twins that would be terribly interesting. It would certainly explain with the power of the three didn't make any sense to him. His guess would be invalid instantly. What were the three though? If they had twins, the names they had picked were greatness for the boy and wisdom for the girl. Could Sophia have been named after Becka's coming daughter and not herself? Sophia's revenge wasn't wise. He almost shuddered but held it back using the thought that Becka might have twins. Her beauty just seemed to keep growing.
"Thanatos is a very mean spirited vampire. He revels in killing. He feeds almost daily. Last I heard he was in China. His visage is...hellish." Alex remembered seeing him. His shape was Greek but things past that were off. "He has black hair and black eyes. It's like he's all pupil and no iris. The skin around his eyes is almost black as well despite the dark brown of his skin. He's tall at six foot four. His smile was the coldest I've ever felt. You knew someone was hurting or dead from that smile. There was nothing ever good that came from it. The ankh is a symbol of life. The one I have was forged long before my time and is pure etched with true form runes. It burns and destroys vampires as if it were the sun itself. If I ever gave it to Thanatos, I wouldn't tell him what it was. It was key to Sophia and I becoming head of our blood line. Serpham's blood line was all older and faster than us. The ankh was how we destroyed them and broke free. Serpham's wife used it on her husband to save me. Sophia and I used it to save Sophia. Old vampires are too fast. A stake is almost impossible to plant in their hearts." Even Nicholai had to get close to the stake to impale his heart. Otherwise he would have just faded to mist if Alex had tried to jump him from afar.
Alex couldn't help but kiss Becka with that look in her eye. His smile was an open one versus her mischievous one. Somehow the look set him off a little and his dick firmed a little. Becka would know, but she would always know. She could drive him crazy anytime she wanted to and it would be impossible for him to resist. He was wondering if he could even make her beg for sex for very long now. Her desires were so compelling to him.
Litha looks up briefly. “Oh, I see. Nice, I like that much better than Alex. Do you mind if I use it as well?” She went back to her laptop. Many “I sees.” “Mhmms.” and “Ahhs” showing she’s paying some attention to Alex’s words.
Becka’s mischievous smirk turns positively impish as she feels Alex harden slightly under her rump. She slowly rotates her ass against him. Her hands slowly move to wrap around the back of his neck. Once she has a good hold she pushes down and rotates a bit harder against him.
Alex was getting a bit flustered. "Sure... you can use it." Alex's cock hardened further with Becka's moves. He decided to take liberties with her openness with Litha. He bet Litha would be able to show attention a lot better too. His hand flipped down and then he peeled up her shirt quickly. His agile fingers even caught her bra and left her clothing sitting above her breasts. "Oops, better cover these back up." His hands took her breasts, cupping them and then giving them a message.
"So, Litha. I'm curious. Do you have any secrets on what Becka likes during sex?" Alex kissed Becka's neck again this time, but his lips and tongue traced into her flesh with gentle presses. His hands slipped and he caught her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "If you have special intelligence on these beauties, you better let me know before the child monopolizes them on me." His lips descended on her ear instead of her neck this time. A softly whispered, "I love you" was followed by his tongue playing on the ridges of Becka's ear.
Litha’s head suddenly snapped up and her nostrils flared as she detected Becka’s arousal at Alex’s actions. Her eyes widen slightly as she sees Alex’s hands over Becka’s breasts. Her eyes started changing to that lovely teal color again and she snapped the laptop closed after hitting the enter button. “Actually, Agathon, I know many secrets about Becka and sex. We’ve teamed up many a times.”
Becka gave a throaty chuckle at both Alex and Litha. Her back arched into Alex’s hands and her hips moved a bit faster against his groin with the touch of his tongue and the movement of his hands. “Mmm, yes we have dear friend, as well as had a few fun times on our own.”
The laptop was tossed to the other end of the couch as Litha grinned at Becka. “Mmm, those in particular are very sensitive, and very much enjoy being handled and suckled. It will be interesting once the child or children come along.”
Becka paused and made a face. “Oh that’s just yuck, Litha.”
Litha chuckled now. “Oh, I didn’t mean the child itself. I mean at how sensitive or not they will become. Some loose all sensitivity with nursing, some do not. And some get off when their Mate nurses as well.” She licked her lips and watched as Alex held Becka’s nipples between his fingers.
Alex smiled. "Maybe you should show me, Litha. Maybe I better let the pro do the nipple work and I'll play below while you teach me." His fingers gave a parting gentle pinch to Becka's nipples. They then started feeling their way down her breasts and stomach. Each hand took a turn circling her lower tummy. The smooth skin seemed to feel somehow sexy and sacred at the same time now. His fingers worked open her jeans. His tongue played on with her ear for a bit before giving it that soft breath of air to cool the gentle layer of saliva on her ear ridges.
With Becka's pants undone, his fingers continued to her mons. "Would you peel those off for me, Litha. You know how beautiful this body is and I would hate to deny our eyes a square millimeter of it."
This was going to be positively delicious. With Litha working Becka's upper body his hands and dick would be free to roam. His left hand retreated over Becka's left hip, giving it a gentle squeeze before departing to undo his pants and underwear. His right hand cupped her sex as his middle finger gently caressed her crevice and soft petals. He whispered into her ear. "You are the center of this pleasure my love." His tongue went back to teasing her ear with his lips and tongue as he worked his hard shaft out of his pants.
Litha pounced, needing no further invitation. She yanks Becka’s pants off at Alex’s request, and then quickly had Becka’s shirt off and her hands roaming and kneading Becka’s breasts. Her head drops to Becka’s left breast and easily captures the nipple between her teeth and nips it rather roughly, her left hand rolls and pinches Becka’s right nipple just as roughly, and her right hand slides around to her back, between Becka and Alex. It glides up to the nape of Becka’s neck and grabs a fistful of her hair and tugs it down and back, making Becka arch more.
Becka jerked and moaned loudly at Litha’s attentions on her breasts, Alex’s licking and blowing, her scent suddenly filled the cabin strongly. “Oh, yes!” Her hips bucked against Alex’s hand as he played with her sex. Her body shuddered with the various pleasures assaulting her body right now. She was going to go off very soon at this rate. Her breathing became ragged as she drew very close to an orgasm.
Alex was surprised at the speed Litha moved on Becka and could feel the roughness of her sexual strike on Becka. His left hand moved very fast and pulled his erection out of his pants. His middle finger dove into her cunt and swiped a healthy dose of nectar before moving straight up to her clit. His hips rolled to run his shaft into her canal and jabbed her g-spot, feeding the rough texture yield and press into the head of his cock that was reacting to Becka's arousal. He could feel Becka's ass press into his lap. His middle finger pressed and circled over her bud, pressing it between her pelvic bone and his finger tip. His ass and hips started a fast jab into her cavity and the heel of his right hand pressed her lower tummy. He cried out feeling the pleasure and roughness of it all. The smell of her pussy juice filled his nostrils and fueled his thrusting jabs into her. His back arched in concert with hers. His stomach and chest pressed into her back and he could feel Becka's hair and Litha's yanking hand against him. His hand held her lap and pressed her ass, keeping the head of his cock caught in her g-spot. His thrusts never left contact. Instead they just pressed the wall of her canal catching her patch of bumps between the head of his cock and the inside of her pelvis.
This was starting a lot faster than he would have guessed. His brain was feeling an animal instinct to fuck Becka. Some back part of his mind wanted to fuck Litha as well. The deep animal call wasn't going to be satisfied until both of these women were dripping his cum from their cunts, and the smell of their nectar was fully intermingled with the smell of his cream. His mind called to Becka. "Rebeckah, I want to claim you both. You are the only one that can stop my from taking Litha next. Tell me what you want." Something odd was happening to him and he could feel it. Some feral call was crossing into him somehow. It was impossible to tell how much was him and how much was Litha. Something was telling him upon Becka's orgasm to pounce Litha though. She was going to feel his primal power and no matter how much she fought, Litha was going to feel the speed and power of his eight thousand years. He wasn't going to be able to stop it without Becka's help.
His approaching orgasm had something else approaching him as well. It was a howl his lungs seemed to be filling up to deliver. Mother Earth wasn't going to stop it. He was looking forward to fighting Litha to the floor. Visions of fighting her to her stomach and forcing her surrender clouded the intensity of Becka's pleasure with anticipation. The emotion was strong.
The instant Alex entered her, Becka came with force. She couldn’t stop it as it engulfed her in tidal waves. As Alex worked her clit and g-spot, her orgasm grew and expanded, becoming more and more intense with each of his strokes. Her hands moved frantically to Litha, trying to get her clothes off. Eventually she does, though not really aware of the fact as her mind is caught up in her release. Her hands roam all over the parts of Litha she can reach.
“Agathon, she wants you too. It is ok. I do not mind sharing you with Litha.” Alex’s voice penetrated her orgasmic hazed brain and she told him once more he could have her, she didn’t mind sharing him with her. After that she couldn’t think again as her body continued to spew her honey forth.
Litha helped Becka in removing her clothes. Fortunately her clothing wasn’t all that hard to remove, nor required her to break contact. She resettled herself more comfortably against the two she wanted more than anything at this moment. Her pussy came in contact with the back of Alex’s hand and her hips started to grind against that hand, bringing her fluids to start leaking out and her scent to fill the room along with Becka’s. A low growl escaped her as she continued to pleasure Becka’s breasts.
Alex's loins emptied into Becka at a bit of a crazy rate. His lungs let forth a howl of pleasure that seemed to send his senses right out with it. He felt the gate go up to go after Litha, but his cock was too busy emptying into Becka to do anything about it. He must have cum into her three or four times or even more. His hips and ass kept driving into her. His cock popped out her g-spot and fired more cream into the back of her canal. He was lost in a rut his mind couldn't clear. The second time he ejaculated onto Becka's cervix new sensations hit him.
He smelled his cum and Litha mixed with the powerful scent of Becka. It was overwhelming and driving. He felt Litha's pussy press against his hand on Becka's clit and lower tummy. The wet from it doused his skin. Her growl hit his ears at the same time. With Becka's blessing there was no stopping him now. The rut was intense despite having emptied into Becka more than he could even count.
His hands popped off of Becka and closed around the sides of the two women and the middle of Litha's back. He caught them in such a way as they were not crushed, but they were not going to break his grip either. His legs and torso thrust forward to lift all three of them up and send them toppling towards the floor of the aisle. His cock popped out of Becka in the motion as Litha landed on her back, Becka on top of Litha's stomach and chest and Alex on Becka's back. His knees came down and planted on the aisle, forcing their way to spreading both Becka's and Litha's legs apart. His hips and thighs lifted his weight off Becka as his hands came up and grabbed her hips.
Alex's motion was super-fast now. He arms moved Becka up in a flash, drawing her hips up over Litha's head until Becka's ass parked above it as well. His lust crazed eyes locked on Litha's eyes as his right hand came off of Becka's hip and grabbed Litha's hair on the back of her scalp. His left hand let go of Becka's left hip and crossed over to Litha's left hip with a very fast and very firm grip.
At this point Alex very roughly turned Litha over on her face and stomach. Her left leg crossed his thighs, while her right leg stayed off to the left of him. Moving incredibly fast, the front of his left thigh caught the front of Litha's left shin and pushed it aside as his moved between her thighs with a walking motion and shoved them open.
At that point Alex let go of her hair and grabbed Litha's right hip. Both of her hips were now caught with his cock dripping Becka's honey and his cum. His hips righted themselves to bring his torso upright. His arms yanked Litha's exposed pussy up and popped it roughly right over his cock with a primal grunt at feeling her canal encompass his shaft and stretch around the head of his cock. His arms started taking Litha's hips and using them to shove her pussy on his cock while his hips and ass pushed him forward as well. He grunted with pleasure at each thrust.
Litha’s juices flowed more heavily at the sound of Becka and Alex in deep pleasure. She very nearly whimpered as Alex’s hand removed itself from between her and Becka. The next thing she knew she was on the floor Becka on top of her looking wide eyed for a moment, mirroring her own expression she knew. Then Becka’s cum soaked pussy passed over her face, dropping some of the fluid it held to splatter Litha’s face. She quickly licked the splatters and closed her eyes in ecstasy and the sweet taste of the two of them combined. Next thing she knew she was being roughly flipped over and her heart shaped ass lifted into the air. Her juices nearly gushing out of her at this point. The moment his hardened shaft entered her tight cunt, she growled in deep pleasure. This is what she wanted, and finally she had it. The brutal assault driving her excitement to new heights.
As soon as Becka’s ass hit the carpet, she scrambled around to watch Alex and Litha. She blinked at Alex’s swiftness, and watched as he took Litha roughly and brutally. Her eyes sparkled with a fever as she watched them go at it. Her hands moved over her body, trying to add to her own excitement watching them. Suddenly Litha’s hands are on her hips and dragging her forward, very nearly giving her carpet burn on her ass. Litha’s head buried between her legs and she is soon licking at the combined fluids covering Becka’s sex. Each time Alex thrusted into Litha, it caused her face to bury deeper into Becka. Before long both women were cumming, their cries and scents heavy in the air of the cabin.
Alex was simply openly growling at this point. The orgasms of both the women combined with his own as his cum soaked into Litha. There was no counting the ejaculations. His body was simply producing more fluid and pumping it as Litha's canal pulsed and gripped his shaft. His hips descend and his chest came down on Litha's back. His neck craned forward while his mouth descended on Litha's right ear and bit it with his tongue playing madly on her trapped flesh. His right hand let go of her thigh and moved down to Litha's pussy. His ass and hips drew his cock out of her canal and plunged into Litha's exposed and undefended ass. He yelled at the penetration. Her ass didn't stand a chance to stop his honey and cum soaked shaft as he started wildly thrusting it. His right hand hooked his four fingers into Litha's canal flowing with honey and cum and his thumb started methodically pressing her bud. His right hand thrust her pussy with every slam of his pelvis into Litha's ass. The smack mixed with his growl and the cries of pleasure by the women. His thumb pressed Litha's bud with each thrust of his cock and fingers.
Alex was lost in a mad vortex of pleasure and lust. Hunger for meat started building in him steadily now as his body produced and pumped more cum into Litha. The trip was going to have to stay the night in Oklahoma City. Litha was going to have to order that hunt. With every thrust and emptying of his loins the hunger was starting to gnaw at his stomach. The back of Alex's mind called out to Becka. She was the only one that could reach him in this state. "Rebeckah! You are my love. Call me back!" Becka's voice was the only call to reason that could bring him out. He was going to turn feral at this rate. His mind cried out again. "Rebeckah, I love you! Rebeckah!" The smell of Litha's blood from her ear clouded him further as his tongue lolled over the flavor of it. Never in his life could he have guessed the intensity of a Lycan and Vampire sharing their orgasms with him and the mental effect it had.
Steve roused from his sleep with a start. His erection was almost painful against his pants as the cries of animal sex seemed to come from the cabin over the sound of the jet engines. It almost sounded like Alex was attacking and devouring the two women between his growls and their cries. He turned off the alarm, knowing he was solidly awake, but was afraid to go back and look. Whatever they were doing in the cabin sounded very messy and not survivable by a human.
A brief explosion of pain as Alex’s rock hard cock slammed into Litha’s ass over shadowed the pain of his bite on her ear. The pain though sent her into another spiral of pleasure, added to Alex’s hand pleasuring her scalding hot pussy, and she practically devoured Becka, teeth almost too painful on Becka’s sensitive sex. Finally, a man who could keep up with her and her tastes, and he was a Vampire, and belonged to another. Some days she wondered why the Fates had decided to make her practically immortal. They must have had a cruel sense of humor.
Distantly, through the haze of pleasure, Becka heard Alex’s call. It quickly put out the fire within her, as if it had been doused with a bucket of freezing cold water. She struggled briefly before managing to break Litha’s hold on her. She scrambled quickly and tackled Alex off of Litha, calling to him through their link. “Agathon! Stop My Heart! I am here! Agathon!” She wrapped her arms around him and hung on as if her life depended on it, since in a way it did.
Litha went to move on the couple and Becka’s head whipped around. She let loose a cry much like a great hunting cat at her friend. Litha jerked back and growled at her, but Becka snarled at her once more. A very clear ‘back off’ sound that anyone had ever heard. Litha slunk back to a safe distance and watched the two. Ever so slowly her eyes started to loose their teal color and return to their pale blue. Becka turned back to Alex, calling once more through their link. “Agathon? Lover, please return to me.”
Becka calling his name did indeed break the lust and pleasure that seemed to trap his brain. His growling stopped and the next thing he knew he was falling backwards just narrowly opening his mouth in time to keep from ripping Litha's ear off. "Thank you my love, thank you, thank you.." his voice echoed in Becka's brain. It was a gratefulness for releasing him.
Alex's body was limp. Aftershocks kept sending tremors through him and making his cock jump. His body instantly tensed at hearing Becka and Litha face off. The confrontation ended though, and Alex let his body relax again. He was very hungry. His tongue seemed to suck the blood from Litha's ear greedily without him even thinking about it.
His voice was a whisper now that barely overcame the sound of the engines. "Rebeckah., I love you. It's okay now. I'm just very, very hungry. We have to stop and hunt in Oklahoma. I have to kill and eat something. It's going to take a fair amount of meat, like a dog or fox or something." The hunger was gnawing at his stomach. He had to use his discipline to contain it and avoid the temptation to try to eat Steve or Litha. The taste of Litha's blood on his tongue wasn't helping, but luckily he had many years of experience to contain himself.
He figured both of the women were okay. Their confrontation confirmed that. "Rebeckah, I'm sorry. I didn't know that kind of encounter could have that effect on me." He didn't quite understand it. Perhaps the fact he was just so connected to Becka made the signals too strong. Her sensations were the first he couldn't contain and somehow Litha coming through Becka created an odd animal instinct come out of him. "Litha's Lycan spirit coming to me through you just seemed to make me go wild." He wondered if there was a use for that in conflict, but his mind had to work on calming his hunger.
His pants around his thighs were soaked in honey and his cum. Even the front edges of his shirt were dowsed. His arms reached up and hugged Becka while his lips kissed her. He broke the kiss and his voice was normal again. "Litha, we need that hunt in Oklahoma. Ireland will have to come later." He imagined the plane was going to need a good cleaning too. He had never ejaculated so much in his life. The cabin was full of Becka's , Litha's , and his sex smell. "We are going to have to figure out some safe sex as well." He laughed at that. At least next time he would know what might be coming and head it off before it stole him.
His mind reviews the sensations he was getting through his ear, his cock and nuts, and his ass. The pleasure had been intense and the residual pain was there despite fading fast. If he wasn't so hungry, he would have tried to seduce the two women all over again at remembering it all. The two were like a drug to him.
Becka held Alex close and she held him tight. She felt his hunger, her own echoed it, but nowhere near the strength of his. Hers was more like she could use a meal, but it wasn’t all that pressing, and might even disappear if ignored long enough. Becka could feel the tremors coursing through his body and she gave a quiet laugh after hearing him more hisself. She only spoke in his mind though for the time being to further ground him. “Are you well fucked now, my love?”
Suddenly Litha’s voice could be heard. “I am sorry. Are you two all right? I am so sorry.” She’d heard Alex’s comments and felt guilty for having brought this about. She rose up and walked over to her clothes. She moved a bit funny, but it didn’t stop her from her task. Once dressed, she grabbed her laptop and walked towards the cockpit. “I’ll get everything arranged Agathon.” She quickly disappeared behind the door.
Once in the cockpit, she didn’t say anything to Steve, she didn’t even look at him. She sat in the co-pilot chair and opened her laptop. Turning on her IM she quickly found that many in the local pack were on. She sent a message to one and soon was well on the way to organizing the hunt needed.
Becka watched Litha beat a hasty and guilt riddled retreat. She gave a quiet sigh and looked back down at Alex. “Gnawing hunger aside, are you sure you are all right?” She worried about him. She worried about Litha. And she wondered about herself. The excitement she’d felt watching Alex take Litha had been overwhelming to say the least. Normally she and Litha didn’t get onto rough sex when a male was in the mix. They’d tried it once, the results had been disastrous. It had reminded her too much of her time with Nicholai, and left her a gibbering mess. On the other end of the scale, until Alex, Litha was the only one to know her past near completely.
This time though, had Alex finished with Litha and came after her in the same fashion, she would have let him. She gave a slight shudder at the thought and suddenly let him go and scrambled up. Moving to her clothes, she started getting dressed herself. It took a bit since they had been rather scattered by Litha.
Alex returned Becka's embrace. His message came back to her in her mind. "It's okay my love. Just a lot of surprises. We will be able to do it again. It was just a case of not knowing what was coming and not being able to control it." He smiled and kissed her.
Alex raised his head at Litha's voice. "Everything is fine Litha. Don't worry. I just wasn't ready for the links and there is something going on with this hunger. Once I have the hunger properly managed next time will be properly controlled. It's going to be a fabulous hunt. Just you wait." He laughed again. The rut had been something else and he could still feel the drive. It was the gnawing hunger that somehow had him compromised. He knew he was going to have better self-control next time. It would just take some mental review and digestion.
Steve heard Litha come in and watched her get in the copilot seat. He wanted to talk about what he heard but was a bit afraid to. It had all been so sexy and primal. His cock was aching with desire and he regretted not taking Litha up on her offer in many ways, while being grateful he didn't in others. Something told him Litha might be impossible to keep up with for him. He was jealous Alex had the ability to.
Alex wanted to allay Becka's fears. "Yes. I'm pretty sure the hunger is what made my lust engulf me. It is just temporary mental weakness from lack of food. Well-fed I would have plowed through both of you without any incident. The drive is still in me. The hunger is preventing me from letting it out though. My body was starting to think of Litha and Steve as food."
Alex got up and started getting dressed with Becka. "Rebeckah, after I feed and the lust is back my body is going to be inspired to finish. Whatever we awoke isn't going to conclude until you both are done. Litha is part of the link and Mother Earth isn't breaking it without the two of you reaching fulfillment. You need to talk to Litha and let her know it's okay. Please let her know and I can participate if it will help. Also, you are both going to get ravaged after I feed. Some call of the wild hasn't been fully answered ." He laughed. He would have thought he was well fucked, but somehow the lack of meat left the fuck incomplete. "It's not going to break until you are both done. It hard to explain, but Litha needs to walk away satisfied and not with guilt. You two need to be ready. The hunger will be satiated and the drive to complete the fuck is going to hit. It's still here. The hunger and our love is keeping it checked for now. With the hunger gone, my desire to satisfy you is going to take it back over and the fuck is going to resume to completion. It's not worth stifling. It could be stifled but our links are alive. My love for you is going to be too powerful to prevent me from fulfilling it in you if that makes sense. If Litha is willing, I can explain it to her. The only thing that honestly went wrong was my not having eaten meat. Apparently ejaculation requires me to eat meat now. Well-fed I have the cum to finish what we started here and the strength to control it. The main reason I bit her ear that hard was the hunger."
Alex hoped he explained it. Fully dressed he felt the need to tell Becka one more thing. "You realize this is just an aspect of our sex life. Part of loving you is making it happen for you. You are not going to be continually ravaged, it's just a step we need to take in developing our union. It's just something that will happen from time to time from now on. Litha is just bringing us in touch with our primal nature. It's normal and not something for her to feel guilty about. How do you want to go about explaining it to her? Would you like me to tell her or do you think she'd be more comfortable hearing it from you?"
Alex sent her a mental message this time. It was between Becka and him. No one else needed to know it. "Becka, when it comes time to let the rut out and finish it, it is going to be up to you and I to control it. Litha's Lycan spirit has to embrace the animal. Figure out the strategy to manage me. At some point one of you is going to be spent and the other will have to take over surrendering. Be ready to call me over to the other. I'll be watching for it this time as well, but it's better having your help. It's the law of the rut, Rebeckah. I think you understand it and feel it too."
Alex was a bit anxious, but he was excited too. The alpha male in him was alive and a very special evening was happening. It was going to be his first hunt. Their three person pack was going to move together and have sex together in a way never felt before. Something told him it was an important lesson tonight. Something told him the new family Becka was about to create for them would need the skill to hunt.
Litha’s voice suddenly broke the silence in the cock pit. “What airport are we headed too, and what hanger?” She didn’t look at him, her eyes on her laptop screen instead.
Becka wrapped her arms around herself and listened to Alex’s words. She shivered now and again. Now that she was more rational and less sex crazed. The thought of him taking her like that scared her once more. Granted he’d been nowhere near as vile and evil as Nicholai would have been taking Litha, but still…
At his mental comments, she nodded and responded in kind. “I will help as best I can. And Agathon… I think… you should explain… to Litha... I wouldn’t… be able to.” Suddenly she makes a beeline for the bathroom on the plane. Once there she locks herself in and slides down to sit against the door.
Steve looked over at Litha. "We are going to OKC, Oklahoma City. We are using a private plane hangar on the south side of the strip. It's near Tinker Air Force Base if you are having trouble finding it." Steve felt Litha's unease with her not looking at him. "Look, I understand about Alex. Trust me, there is no judgment here. There's a crap load of jealousy, but no judgment." That was the only way he knew how to put things without coming across bad. Alex was Alex. Litha couldn't kick herself for that.
Alex was feeling all kinds of discord coming over the links from both Litha and Becka. He was getting a bit confused himself. The link had unleashed the encounter. It was a pleasure and fulfillment issue for the women. He just had not eaten enough to finish what had started. Before the encounter, the need to eat wasn't even that clear. Becka had gone from desire to fear. Somehow she lost trust with him and he had a feeling her past encounters with Nicholai had a lot to do with it.
Alex moved over to the bathroom door and knocked on it. Using his voice and not his mind he called through the door. Becka didn't need her privacy invaded at this moment. "Rebeckah. It's okay to be afraid and okay to feel it. Just don't make decisions based on fear. You are not going to get hurt. It was Litha and Steve that would have been in danger, not you. Frankly, I would have most likely stopped before hurting them even. You know I love you. You are going to come from the other side of this stronger."
Alex remembered his own rape by Serpham. Luckily he was a vampire at the time and just wasn't as vulnerable. Becka was dealing with a rape from when she was human. His feelings from her had been clear though. Her pleasure from the rough sex was intense. She was going to have to overcome her fear and get back in touch with that or it would control her instead of her controlling it. He had a feeling Mother Earth was doing this on purpose. His body was feeling her body succumb to the fear. It was probably contributing to the rut. There was a need to finish it properly. Becka needed to know that a rut was a connection and not an attack. She needed to feel it firsthand. Litha was probably feeling a lot of fulfillment from it and simply guilty she was the only one having that. The conclusion was needed to bring about peace. Mother Earth had made it that way. It was simply the law.
Alex used the link formed with Litha by his consummation with her to reach her. "Litha, the sex only broke because of my hunger. We will feed tonight. After we feed, the pack is going to be fulfilled. Don't feel guilty. The only problem here is I didn't realize I needed food now for sex. The hunt will put it right, but the rut must be followed as well. I will need your help to bring Becka back into the rut to complete it. You understand this best. If we block this now, it just gets harder to unblock later. We can fulfill it now when it is easiest or have to face it later when it isn't so safe. Rebeckah and I are new to living laws. You are teaching us important things about hunger and the hunt. You are a great blessing to us Litha. No one else would have been willing or able. Come talk to me when you are ready."
The good news is they were still on safe ground. This wasn't Europe. Alex's hope was the hunt and subsequent bonding was going to heal the turmoil the women were feeling. If only he had eaten before the ride. The trip to Ireland seemed more important at the time. The change in them had turned out to be the real urgency. He wondered what Dancing Water would have taught him. Litha would teach it almost as well though. This was probably an important growing experience for her.
Litha tapped some keys as Steve gave her directions. She then snapped the laptop closed and finally looked at Steve. “You understand nothing! You are Human, thus fragile, and cannot understand.” She stops suddenly and blows out a heavy sigh. “Look, I’m sorry. Just forget it.”
Becka didn’t hear Alex as he spoke through the door. She was too busy trying to fight debilitating memories. She had to get over these fears of her past. They were not conductive to her future. She felt a part of her finally awakened by the experience tonight with Litha. And she knew if she was in such a situation again, she’d allow Alex his way. She loved her mate, trusted him utterly and completely. It was herself she didn’t trust.
Litha actually breathes a sigh of relief at hearing Alex’s voice suddenly in her head. She bolts out of the cabin as if someone set her tail on fire. She didn’t even question the strangeness of hearing him in her head. She still felt guilt for driving Becka as she had. They never ever were so passionate when a male was involved, not since that one and only time. But the escape from Steve was too much of a relief for her and she practically bounded into the cabin.
“The hunt is set up. They will be waiting for us when we touch down.” She stopped and frowned. His words finally sinking in and she back pedaled while shaking her head. “I can’t do that to her Agathon. I shouldn’t have this time.” She looks away and folds her arms over her chest. “I should have been more careful. We do not get so passionate when a male is in the mix with us. I know better. Damn it!”
Litha is the picture of pain, hurt, and guilt. She finally moves away to sit near a window. Closing her eyes, she leans her forehead against the cool glass. A whisper floats from between her lips as tears spill from her eyes. “I am a horrible friend.”
Alex was stuck. He didn't want to invade Becka's brain at this moment, but she wasn't responding to his words either. Litha was needing attention too. Plural relationships could get so complicated and he was feeling the brunt of it. This one had to be seen through though. Something told him there was no backing down. He trusted his feeling on that one.
Litha's relief was nice but her sadness was not good. Alex moved up and sat next to her. His hand reached to her arms and gave them a soothing stroke. "Litha, you aren't going to understand this, but you have to do it for her. I have to do it for her. She is never going to be able to trust herself if we don't do it. It's a sacrifice we have to make. You are a key friend. Rebeckah and I have to eat now. We have to learn to manage blood and meat hunger. You will show us the hunt. As you see, our sex factors into the hunger now. Somehow my meat hunger is tied to my passion. Litha you are the one to see us through this new challenge. You are going to have to let the rut finish this time and you are going to have to take the lead submission. You are probably going to have to resist as well. Becka needs to see it is okay and that she isn't the only one that feels it. She needs to see she can do it too and that it isn't going to diminish anything between her and me. Don't give up on me just because food got in the way. We are going to fix my hunger and see things through to fulfillment. This next time will be different Litha. When I'm fueled the two of you will have to cooperate. The two of you will give out before I will. The only thing that will be different is I won't thirst for your blood. It will go correctly this time. You just uncovered a weakness we need to beat. I've seen it before in Rebeckah. She needs the confidence boost of completing the sex. Can I count on you Litha? Are you going to be able to hold up when I don't give out? I think you'll be surprised. Becka is going to be happy to lure me off you when you are spent. It's going to work."
Alex sent a mental message to Becka. "Rebeckah, I love you no matter what. You could hate me and I'd still love you and you know that isn't going to happen. It is okay. We are going to work through this. As your husband you will have me for whatever it takes with my full love."
The plane started to descend. They were getting close to landing. The hunt was probably going to be easy. It was post feeding time that Alex was worried about at this point. The challenge was laid forth though. Alex had a feeling this thing in motion was as unstoppable as Becka's pregnancy.
Litha turned her tear stained face to Alex. “Agathon, how? How can you be so sure this is what she needs? That it will help and not make matters worse? I know what happened to her, why she acts as she does with stuff like this.” She shakes her head. “I don’t know Agathon. I just don’t know if I can do it. I have hurt her enough already.”
Alex’s voice finally broke through Becka’s mental torment. “I love you as well Agathon. I always will, even if we grow to hate each other. But maybe… maybe next time… I should… just… just be elsewhere… when you two… couple.” Becka closed her eyes tortured. Part of her desperately wanted Agathon to take her as he’d done Litha tonight. But she couldn’t just let him do that. Maybe if they were able somehow to recreate the tensions of tonight, she could… But she was terrified to even get that far.
Both women felt the plane descending and tensed. They would hunt soon. And after… who knew what would happen after.
"Litha, I don't know how old you are, but there is a universal truth. It is okay to feel fear, but never good to react to it. Fear has to lead to curiosity and understanding. Letting fear lead to inaction and anger is the wrong path. It is painful to move out of fear. Her hurt is natural and will pass so long as we have the courage to show her. The fear is going to give way to her understanding her personal strength. It is best we as the ones who love her breach this fear. If we fail, someone bad will do it and terrible consequences will follow. We have to help her face her fear, Litha. I need a friend to help and you are the only one I trust with such a burden. Please help me with this." Alex really did need her help. One-on-one had failed on their wedding night. Tonight felt ripe.
Alex's mind reached out to Becka's. "Rebeckah, there is no point in sex with Litha without you there. The three of us started this. You know the three of us have to end it. It is you that I must physically own. You know this. Certainly you can feel it between us. My body isn't going to be satisfied with physically owning Litha. You are the one that completes me, Rebeckah. It's going to be hard, but I've faced worst and pushed through it. You know about that already. This is going to be a lot easier and you are far more valuable. It would be fatal to just give up now."
Alex spoke to Litha again. "Litha, you are so vital on this. Your part of it is necessary to allow Rebeckah and I to get through it. All I can do is beg on her behalf."
Alex felt the tension of the women. It was a tough cliff but the three of them should be able to climb it. He wished he had had a full stomach when it started. They would have been past this already instead of drawing it out. He wasn't going to back from the challenge though. The less fear Becka had to carry, the more free she would be and that was what he wanted most for her.
Litha sighed. “I am old enough to be Becka’s Great-Grandmother thrice over, when she was human. I know Agathon, I know. But you also have to understand. You weren’t around back in the days of Frisco’s founding. You didn’t ever meet the Becka of then. Always looking over her shoulder, jumping at shadows, the fear that used to envelop her almost a physical thing. She was so vulnerable, fragile, that the pack instinctively and collectively took to protecting her, even from herself.” Litha gives him a quiet smile. “I look at Becka now and am amazed how far she’s come, but I still see that Becka of long ago peeking out now and again.”
Alex’s words made Becka’s body run hot and cold. While she was turned on by the images and thoughts he provoked, she was still so very terrified of the outcome. She suddenly felt as if she was going to be sick and scrambled to the toilet.
Finally Litha sighs. “Agathon, I will try to help you, but I cannot make the promise you want me too. A lot will depend on Becka.” She turns away and watches out the window as they descend on Oklahoma City and another stage of their destiny.
Alex smiled at Litha despite his sensing Becka's distress. "You never have to promise me anything Litha. A try is worth it and you are right, if Becka needs to back off, we will let her. Neither of us wants to see her fail."
Alex moved up over to the bathroom door. He knocked. His mind pressed to hers. "Rebeckah, you've locked me out. Please unlock the door. You need some comfort right now. We are almost to the ground and the motion sickness won't add to your panic. I love you. We will get through this."
Alex hated being locked out by Becka. Forced separation was bad, but forced separation between a married couple instigated by one of them was a severe dent in trust and communication. Becka was going to be in danger of sinking herself if she did this. More than ever, he wanted Becka out of her own prison, but knew it would take time.
Steve guided the plane in very easily. The Cessna was incredibly easy to fly with its excessive power. When they landed he could get the flight plan finalized to Ireland. He had not been told about the change in plans yet.
Litha watched Alex walk away. To have a man so understanding and caring… Becka was so lucky, but she deserved such as he, hell, she needed such as he. She hoped what Alex wanted to do would help Becka, but more, she hoped Becka could survive what Alex wanted to do.
Becka squatted before the toilet. Her stomach and body finally settling, until Alex knocked on the door. She tensed until she heard his words. Slowly she relaxed and rose up and moved to the door. Unlocking it she stepped out and into his arms. “I am sorry, Agathon.” Her voice was a whisper, and sounded so lost and confused.
Litha looks away, allowing them as much privacy as she can while in decent. If she could, she’d move to the cabin, in spite of Steve being in there. She looked out the window and thought again about their sexual encounter. She could feel herself growing warm between her legs. Something about Alex had triggered the lust in her from the first time she’d seen him. And never mind him being one of the Elder Vampires. And when she finally discovered that Becka wanted to claim him at the Gather, her desire grew in leaps and bounds. She closed her eyes and sent a feverent prayer to long forgotten gods and Mother Earth to help them through this.
Alex felt Litha's desire rising again. That was good for after their feeding, but for now it had to wait. He blocked his body from responding to it. He returned Becka's hug with a sincerely loving one. "You have nothing to be sorry for Rebeckah. You let me love you and that is the thing that counts in the end. Your return love makes this marriage a truly beautiful thing."
Just as their love made the whole encounter earlier safe, their love was going to help Becka through her fear to reach the other side. Becka craved that bond between them. He remembered her feelings on their wedding night and how bad she wanted Alex to take her. Even in this last encounter, he had felt her desire. It was a natural evolution of their relationship. It was almost laughable he had been so leery of involving Litha in their sexual relationship. She was such a lynch pin to it now. The Lycans were playing a huge role in their marriage and he could see why the prophecy was so important to them. The Lycans understood the price of life and it was up to Becka and Alex to embrace it.
Steve was glad for his arousal. It was keeping him wide awake for the approach. He wished he could sleep at home tonight being so close. He figured this was why Alex paid him the big bucks though. His wife would give him hell, but she would find ways to spend the money all the same. It was a funny dance, but it was comfortable and loving.
As the plane came down, Alex supported them both keeping balance with the landing. His agility was spooky to most. Few could out balance him. Ages of practice and naturally building ability had made him extremely in touch with his body. Becka was the one opening the new doors he had not crossed with it before. She was going to give him so much more strength it was even spooky to him. "I love you so much, Rebeckah."
Steve brought the plane to a swift but smooth stop before taxiing to the hangar. He started pulling out his personal car keys thinking Alex would want the Camaro over the company pickup.
Alex was ready to go give Steve the change in plans. "Come on my love. Let's go tell Steve the layover is going to be longer. Just think, you'll get to see my mansion." He smiled and winked at her. His house was nothing more than a two story one. It was hardly a mansion. The basement was his hiding spot and the house was little more than a library to hide his tomb.
Becka hugs Alex tight as he talks. “I love you, Agathon, but I am failing you.” She sighs, and moves away with a nod. “Sure. Does he live around here?” She moves towards the cockpit and Steve. As she does she doubles over slightly as her stomach suddenly growls loudly. She turns her head towards Alex, eyes wide. “I’m… I’m hungry?!”
Litha sat still, not wanting to break their moment. It wasn’t until the growl like sound and Becka’s statement did she turn to look at them. “Hurry then. The pack is here waiting. They will take us to hunt.” She rises up and moves to open the exit door. Though she doesn’t really know how, she can probably figure it out.
Alex send a calming to both Becka and Litha. "Okay, we have to put Rebeckah's coffin in the company truck for Steve first and then we are off to the hunt." He opened the cockpit door. "Steve, we don't have a lot of time. We are flying to Ireland first thing next dusk. The women and I are going on a hunt and will stay at my house during the day. Meet us at the house and we'll take the coffin in so you can get home."
He moved over to the cabin door and helped Litha finish opening it to deploy the steps. He took Becka's hand and guided her down before moving to the ramp and lowering it beneath the belly of the plane. He stepped up the ramp and gathered the coffin as the plane powered down and Steve made his way over to the company van opening it. Alex easily lifted the coffin and brought it to the back of the van, patiently awaiting Steve as he hurried to open the rear doors. "Thank you Steve," he replied with a thoughtful look as he gracefully put the coffin into the back of the van. "We will see you at the house then."
Alex gracefully trotted over to Becka and Litha, giving Becka a kiss on the lips. "Let's go hunting then shall we?" He smiled despite his gnawing hunger. His body was already anticipating running down food and killing it swiftly. His link with Litha was active, searching her thoughts and memories of hunting. Anything that came across he sent to Becka, holding her hand as they trio hurried on their way under Litha's lead.
Litha practically bolted out of the plane. She skipped down the steps to keep her balance in her hurry. She moves up to some people standing off to one side. She speaks to them while Alex loaded up Becka’s coffin. Becka drifted down the steps and waited somewhere in between the two. Her arms wrapped around herself, and looking lost.
When Alex approached, she kissed him back and was easily drawn along with him to Litha. Litha turned as they approached. “This is Eagle. He will takes us to their hunting grounds and let us loose. Come.” She turns and follows the others to a waiting vehicle. Eagle and Litha jump in the front, leaving the back for Alex and Litha. The others head to other vehicles and leave.
After Becka and Alex get in and somewhat settled, Eagle takes off. He drives much like Alex and has them whipping around corners and soon headed out of town. Eagle says something in a Native American tongue and Litha answers with a shrug. He shoots her an odd look, but then looks back at the road and lapses back into silence. Before long he comes to a halt on a side road. Litha turns and looks at Becka and Alex. “We’re here, come on.” She exits the vehicle and waits on the other two. Becka scrambles out and is soon standing beside her. She looks out over the plains as she waited.
Alex greeted Eagle. "Hello and thank you for this help, Eagle." It was nice to be peacefully next to Becka, but her passive nature told of the hard emotional struggle she was facing. Alex kept pace with the rush now. There were no humans to keep pace with. His gnawing hunger was a bother, but he kept sending calming thoughts to Becka for now. He slipped in the back of the cab with Becka, keeping a hold of her hand and watching her face. He wished she didn't have a storm she was holding back. Hopefully they would be able to turn that around. It seemed more uncertain to him now though.
Alex took care to help Becka keep her balance during the wild ride. He felt guilty enjoying it while Becka worried away. Alex listened to Eagle speak. He guessed it was either Sioux or Algic, but could not be sure. He didn't really use American languages much and he was out of his expertise. He felt a bit embarrassed.
When the truck stopped, Alex wasted no time at all. Hunger like this was usually only because he was on hard times. This situation had just sneaked up on him. It was unpleasant and he hoped to get on a normal meat schedule. Alex stuck by Becka. He asked in in a mental link. "You don't think they'll mind if we strip for this do you? I want to be able to shape shift." Alex felt his hunger pressing. He hoped there wasn't a long ceremony before this hunt.
Eagle said something again to Litha and she shook her head and replied once more. He said something and Litha nodded. He gave a nod to the three and then drove off. Litha turned to Alex. “No, many of us like to hunt naked for whatever reasons.” She started stripping herself. She quickly folded her clothes and laid them on a small boulder close by. “Leave your clothes here. Eagle, or someone, will be back just before dawn to pick us up.” She moved over to Becka. “Come on Becka. I know I fucked up, but trust me on this. Hunting without clothes is far better.”
Becka shook her head, causing Litha to think she wasn’t going to undress, or trust her. It wasn’t until Becka’s voice softly floated in the air that she realized that wasn’t the case. “You didn’t fuck up. Knock it off.” She quickly undressed herself, folding the clothes and laying them on top of Litha’s. “What are we hunting anyway?”
Litha shrugged. This is Pack Land. They keep a bit of everything that once lived here. There’s a herd of buffalo somewhere. Coyotes, jack rabbits, some plains deer… I think it will depend on what we stumble on first. Unless the two of you have a preference…” She watched Becka wrap her arms around herself once undressed, a clear sign the girl was uncomfortable and unsure. When Becka shook her head, Litha didn’t press. When Becka was like this, she’d end up lashing out, frustrated with her current emotions. Litha looked to Alex instead.
Alex wasted no time getting undressed and adding his stack to the others. "We are going to need something of relative size. All three of us need to eat and I'm starved. Maybe a small deer or a larger coyote will do." Alex walked up to Becka and stroked her bare back. He hated seeing her like this. His eyes peered over the plain. His hunger seemed to focus him. His body was ready to run something down and kill it. His mouth was ready to rend and tear.
"To set the record straight on fuck ups, it was me. I got involved in an activity I wasn't fed for. It was an accident. It won't happen again. We are here to fix that. Rebeckah, I'm going to move with you. Litha, you are going to have to take point because this is all new to Rebeckah and me. Feel free to take down the target, Litha. It's your lead. There aren't any animals I can't make quick work of so I can pitch in and stop anything that might get away. If you need Rebeckah and me to gather something in, just think it. One of the consequences of sex is that I have three days of a mind link to you. You think it, I'm there on your lead. Frankly, Rebeckah can easily take animals out as well. I just don't want to go tearing across the plain and leave anyone behind. I'm certain I can keep up with the two of you. I won't need to shape shift for this beyond claws and fangs. It's just one of the big advantages of being so old."
He hoped he covered all the bases. Litha's uncertainty was odd to him, but he didn't really know hunting patterns. Maybe knowing the size of the prey was going to set the hunt off. He hoped so because his hunger was growing. He wished he knew the hunt. Litha probably instinctively took lead from the man in a hunt. Alex was afraid of doing something wrong or leaving the women too far behind. It was rather frightening how fast and silent he could move.
Alex's mind reached out to Becka's. "Relax, my love. Nothing is going to happen that you don't want to. It's not like I'll go feral and rape you. The whole time in the plane for everything your safety was tantamount. If Litha had done anything you didn't like, I would have moved on her swiftly and pinned her down. It takes more than full month to send me into blind feral rage. I'm nowhere near that." Alex had a feeling Becka wasn't telling him something key. It was Litha that Alex was afraid for before. The bite on Litha's ear had been a bit too aggressive. Her blood had tasted too good. If anything it was that bite and his hunger that had caused all this worry.
“A small buffalo would work for us as well. Coyote’s a bit… tough I guess it the closest to it. Becka can’t change, we’ve tried to help her, but…”
Litha is cut off by Becka. “Enough, can we just hunt? I am hungry.” Her words were punctuated by her belly growling rather loudly again. She didn’t really respond to Alex, her mind was already on the hunt. She’d hunted with the pack back home, and knew what was coming. The hunts back home had also taught her she could, if absolutely needed, survive off animal blood, for a short period of time. She’d just never hunted naked before, strangely enough. She’d never felt comfortable enough. And this hunt was different in so many ways.
Litha blinked then nodded. “Be my wing, Little Sister.” At the sharp nod from Becka and the ‘of course’ look, Litha moved a short distance away. She started to change. Her face elongated as did her arms and hands. She dropped to all fours and fur started sprouting everywhere. In a couple more heartbeats, a wolf stood before them. She was covered in pale blonde fur and the eyes were white. Her nose lifted and she scented. She howled next and was off like a shot.
Becka watched Litha’s change. She shivered, never really liking what they went through, it always seemed so painful. Her body was posed and tense, as Litha searched for prey. The same time Litha shot off, so did Becka at a slight angle, reading her body language so well. Mentally she called to Alex. “Keep up Agathon, she will leave us in the dirt.” Becka then set her mind to hunting.
Alex looked over his shoulder at Becka and left a small drop of spit in the air she would hit just after passing her. He arched off to Becka's side and kept in close formation with her. His mind recorded the pattern between Becka and Litha. He hoped his abuse of running power wasn't over the top, but Becka still seemed to think 500 year old speed was anything close to 8500 year old speed. She seemed to think it was a human thing where Alex was on a walker or something. His little stunt was to set the record straight.
He did settle into observing wing man after that. It was refreshing to know Becka knew the hunt already. That was one less worry. The contemplation over the meat source was odd. Alex was not hungry for a particular species; he just needed mammal flesh in his gut. Litha's dig at Becka wasn't really called for, but there wasn't much to do about it. Hunger was taking over and Alex was starting to get half a mind to snatch up the first field mouse he found and eat it whole.
Alex was just as fast on two legs as four. His fangs grew out and his finger nails extended to claws as he ran. It had been useful during the Vlad revolt to shape shift to a wolf, but he didn't much care for it. The mist was his big trick and he tended to handle the rest of his business in human form.
Becka gave a disgusted growl at being hit by Alex’s spit. In his mind he caught the displeasure from her tone. “Childishness is not wise on a hunt, Ancient. Now pay attention, Litha’s worse than a snake on twisting around.” Becka moved along easily. She stayed just far enough from Litha that prey could bolt between them, but was close enough that should prey do so, they could both catch it.
Litha suddenly swerved off into another direction, and Becka, in tune with her friend and the hunt, swerved with her. It was as if the two though as one. They loped along; eating up the miles until Litha suddenly came to a stop and started slinking along the ground. Becka dropped like a stone at the same time and wiggled through the tall grass as well. Finally both females come to a stop on a small rise and looked down.
The trio can see in a dip that there is a small herd grazing peacefully. The women scan the herd and by some unknown signal they single out a large buck. They move still on their bellies and start slinking closer to the intended target. Alex gets Litha and Becka’s voices at the same time in his head.
“Agathon, the large buck to the left of the herd and alone, the one with the limp. That is our prey.”
“Now is the time to hunt, my love. The large one with the limp walking away from the herd.”
The excitement of both women can easily be felt through the links. Their minds become fully engulfed in the joy of the hunt. That primal joy of hunting down something and killing it. Something every person has deep within, but most deny thinking themselves civilized.
Alex had to laugh internally at Becka's reprimand. It was a bit childish to think he couldn't keep up. The fact of the matter was he could out run both of them. He let it go though. He wasn't in the mood to philosophize with Becka with her mood like this. Instead he just held his position behind Becka off to her right and watched their patterns.
Alex went down with Litha and Becka. His moves practically matched Becka's with a slight variation to keep silent on his slightly different ground. When the women stopped he took the extra slinks to move up to the rise with them. He spied the herd immediately and then followed the women on the ground crawl.
The large buck with the limp seemed like a logical choice. He was confused why they just didn't charge it though. He would have just charged into the split sending the herd in one direction and the buck in the other. It would not be too difficult to catch the limping beast, jump and cling to its neck and slice open its carotid arteries with his claws. The beast would drop quickly and die within a minute. If Litha was fast to claim her heart, it would fade even quicker. It was uncertain to him what the women wanted to do though. The beast was sorely outnumbered just with him alone. Three of them was overkill. The beast had more than enough meat for all of them. He would let the women pick their meat first. He was just going to slice open and dine on whatever muscle mass they didn't choose. The heart was going to be Litha's by right. He expected her to take it and either eat it or feed it to Becka.
His mental link went out to the women. He was not going to steal their kill no matter how easy it looked to him. "I am ready to follow. Lead on." Alex knew better than to fear death or even killing. He already understood there was no life without killing and even realized his dependence on killing warm blooded animals. Even humans required it though a few managed to struggle by on just plants. Killing a plant was just as natural as killing an animal though. It didn't really matter so long as you didn't revel in the pain. It was why he usually put his human victims through intense sexual pleasure before feeding them. If dying could be pleasant instead of painful, that seemed very reasonable to him.
The women moved slowly and carefully, working their way between the herd and the injured target. There is a lot of pausing and waiting before they are finally in position, but they hunt in the Way of the Wolf. Never mind that they are supernatural creatures that could easily take down even the healthiest and fastest in the herd. The oldest members in every pack in the states learned from both the Natives as well as their relatives the Wolves on how to hunt proper. And every pack hunts in similar ways. They honor the Wolf, the Old Ways, and Mother Earth doing so.
Once in position, both women spring up running at the injured deer. There is enough of a gap between them for Alex to take up the center. The herd bolts in panic, as does the injured one. He crashes off into the night, the women hot on his heels. Soon the creature is cornered among some low lying boulders. The stag turns to face them down as they slow down and start stalking in.
Alex understood the ceremony the women were following, but he was upset at the panic they were creating in the deer. This was unnecessary pain and he knew it. The deer should have been dead minutes ago and out of pain. Mother Earth was disappointed in this. Alex was certain of that truth. There would be less blood to drink as the panicked animals heart spilled the precious blood into the dirt. The meat would taste rougher from the panicked adrenaline injected into its system. The wolf was doing its best, but they were not doing their best. They were holding back their gifts given from Mother Earth to kill with more peace. Alex was not going to fight the ceremony though. If they wanted to hold back and not use their skills, so be it. He stayed between the women a half stride back. If they wanted to behave like cats and play with the food, that was their business. When they were ready to move forward, Alex was going to cut those carotids and rip out the heart if Litha wasted more time. Panic was one kind of torture he would permit the women to ceremonially play. Pain was not going to persist with him.
His hunger was positively awful now. It was funny they were hurting themselves to hurt the deer. Religion always choked on dogma though. Even poor Mother Earth couldn't get its followers fully in line with life. At least the pagans seemed to have more of a clue. He supposed this pain for the deer and for Becka and him were a sacrifice to preserve the philosophy of life that people could not understand. He would bear it and die from it if he had to. Mother Earth could clean up the bones. He felt his spirit waning at participating in the pain of the deer and Becka. Sadness was taking hold in his heart. This was supposed to be a meal, not a cat batting a mouse. He refused to say anything. Reality was just reality. Pressing reality would just insult the Lycans. They had chosen something other than reality and he wasn't the vampire to fix that. He just knew his hunts were going to go differently. He was going to find the sickest or oldest, kill it quickly, and eat. Just as he found the worst humans, killed them in pleasure throws, and ate them. Somehow the Lycans threw a baby out with the bathwater. It was sad, because he had a feeling even Becka wasn't ever going to understand him. It was okay though. They would eat. Becka might even get out of facing the rut anytime soon. The spirit of it seemed to have died in him. The line had been crossed from pain for utility and pleasure and moved to pain for torture. Sadism was wrong and Alex would never endorse it, even in a hunt. This felt like the time Sophia wanted him to whip her. He did it, but it hurt like hell to do it.
He wanted to scream at the women to just finish it off already. Why did a pimp deserve a fast death and a deer get stuck with a slow panicky one? He was going to start crying if this didn't end soon.
The deer paws the ground and lowers its head, antlers facing out. Both women know all to well how dangerous the deer can be, even the young could kill a person with the right placement of a sharp hoof. The deer is no longer afraid. This is a time immortal ritual. The old, week, injured, and sick, fall prey to the strong, quick, and healthy. It continues the cirle so needed for everything to live. That doesn’t mean the buck will just lie down and bare its throat to the hunters, it will fight for its life, but it knows the inevitable outcome as well. It is the way of the Circle of Life.
The woman move with caution now, mindful of the antlers that the buck can so easily slice or gore one of them with. Suddenly the women move. Litha darts forward drawing its attention, and when the buck swings its antlers at her in defense, Becka moves like the hunting cat she was unaware that Alex compared her too. She grabs the antlers at the base of its head and drops her body oddly, twisting the neck and snapping it. She then scrambles out of the way as the deer kicks a few times in its death throes, before becoming still. A hiss is heard from Becka, and then nothing more as she stands off to one side, an arm across her body, her hand clamped over the other arm, looking like she is once more trying to hold herself together as the fever of the hunt starts to leave her.
Litha’s form alters once more, only into something half human, half wolf. She walks up to the still creature and slices the belly open. She then finishes transforming, and grins over to Becka as she digs in the cavity. “Good hunt.” Becka just nods, but says nothing. Litha’s smile falters a bit, and she turns her attention back to removing both heart and liver. Once she has both, she stands and faces East and raises a hand containing each part up in the air.
“Spirits of the East, we thank you for a successful hunt.” She makes a quarter turn and faces South. “Spirits of the South, we thank you for the meat we are about to eat.” Another quarter turn, and she faces West. “Spirits of the West, we thank you for watching over the pack.” A last quarter turn brings her facing North. “Spirits of the North, we ask you to continue watching over all life.” She then turns to the deer. “Thank you Brother, may your Spirit go in peace, knowing that with your life forfeit, others may continue to live and grow. Your Death will not be wasted.”
She then tears the liver and heart into thirds. She walks up to Alex and hands him a piece of each. “Eat and honor our Brother’s Spirit and Death.” She then takes pieces to Becka and hands them, to her. Becka takes the pieces stiffly with the arm being held. “Thank you Brother, for your life, so mine and my young may live.” She then eats both pieces together. It only somewhat curbs the hunger in her, but there was plenty more deer to eat.
Alex was grateful Becka snapped the deer's neck to kill it fast. He watched her move keenly. Snap a human's neck was easy, but he had failed to realize the deer's neck was a fast death as well. At least the kill was fast and not nearly as bloody as Alex's would have been. It was nice work. Alex thought about what he would do now. He had learned a powerful lesson. He wasn't sure if chasing the deer down in its panic was worth more than jumping on its back and snapping it's neck straight out though. That was something to discover later.
Alex listened to the prayer. It was a good prayer. That prayer would need honoring in times of peace. His mind recorded it.
As the meat came around, Alex didn't think he was truly part of the hunt. His part was to learn. Litha wanted him in on it though so he took the meat. His hunger made him want to devour it instantly, but he was still learning. Something told him to hold off eating. His eyes watched Litha take the meat to Becka. Becka's prayer was a good one and the fact she ate both together seemed expected. Alex spoke out loud to the corpse. "Thank you brother for feeding us." Placing the liver and heart together, Alex ate as well. His fangs and claws receded as he ate.
Alex's hunger seemed to increase at the consumption of meat. It whet his appetite if anything. There was nothing to do but wait though. What meat came his way was strictly a gift from Litha and Becka. There was no jurisdiction for him. The deer was large. They were not going to be able to finish this one off in a sitting. It was going to have to come with them unless Litha expected to leave the carcass behind.
Unease still filled Alex. The length of the hunt was simply too long. The feeling they had played with the deer before killing it still haunted him. Becka's somber state bothered him as well. There was too much pain and it seemed it was only going to increase now. Alex had felt the hunt would be something more efficient. At least Becka would discover her fortress was safe now. His unease seemed to have disrupted him at a level he really didn't want to get disrupted on. There didn't seem to be a route out of his disruption either. It felt like he was breaking and missing a key window to move forward.
Litha eats her meat as well and then pauses thoughtfully. “Normally a pack stays in wolf form while eating. No utensils needed. Um, since we’re all kinda without right now, care to do the honors of cutting the meat open Agathon?”
Becka steps forward and towards the carcass, her hand still holds her arm, only in the faint light, if one looks close, they can see blood running down her arm. She waits patiently though without a sound for the meat to be opened up. She really didn’t feel like just sinking her face into it and tearing chunks out. That part of a hunt always bothered her.
Litha moves over to the deer as well. She maneuvers it around a bit and points. Cut carefully here, the bladder is located there, and you don’t want to bust it. The meat will become tainted.” She looks up at Alex. “Otherwise you can cut pretty much anywhere else as you feel.”
Neither woman has picked up on Alex’s unease yet. Litha still caught up in a successful hunt, is more concerned with getting meat into the two suddenly hungry Vampires, and Becka… Well, Becka’s mind was elsewhere, thinking about things to the point of about driving herself insane. And trying to stop the flow of blood on the cut. It is deep, all the way to the bone. Several blood vessels have been cut and she is trying to get them back together before she bleeds out. In all her thinking, an idle thought dances through. She wonders if she bleeds out, if she will have an actual death, and what will the effect of her blood loss be on the unborn.
Alex smelled Becka's blood. "Rebeckah, you are cut. What is the meaning of not telling us this?" Alex's worry becomes deep. He pays no attention to the deer. He walks straight over to Rebeckah. "Have you rejected me? Do you mean to leave me?" Alex felt cut to the heart. His spirit sank deeper. She didn't even care about her children anymore. "The child too?" His tears started falling. They streamed down his face. Sophia had left him for revenge. He wondered what Becka left him for. "Drink my blood, Rebeckah. Please don't make me wait until dawn. It will dry up."
Becka blinks at Alex confused. “What? What are you talking about, Agathon? Where am I going to go? Except maybe back to The BoB. Child too? What?!” She looks at him oddly, not really understanding what he is suddenly carrying on about. “I am the one pregnant, yes.” She looked at Litha who’d rose up and drifted over with a confused frown of her own. “I though since I am the female, thus the one to carry children when a pregnancy is involved, that I was the one that was supposed to go hysterical for no apparent reason.” Litha raises a brow and shrugs and shakes her head, at a loss herself.
She does move closer and takes Becka’s arm. “Move your hand.” She notes it is slick with blood but not overly so. As Becka complies, she studies the slash across her arm. It starts above the bend on the outside and comes down at an angle ending below the bend on the inside. “He got ya, huh?”
Becka gives a one shoulder shrug. “Yeah I wasn’t quick enough, or he was quicker in death.” Litha notes that there isn’t much bleeding going on. “You’ve nearly sealed it. Finish up. Will you need to feed?” She lets Becka’s arm go and Becka grabs it in the middle of the wound once more.
Becka shrugs. “The deer’s blood should be fine, I’ve survived on such before.”
Litha gives a slow nod. “Yes, but you weren’t pregnant before.”
A startled look crossed Becka’s face about that fact. She slowly shakes her head. “I don’t know then.”
Litha sighed then turned to Alex. “Calm down daddy. She’ll be fine. She’s a big girl, if she needed us, she would have said something, I am sure.” She eyed Becka at that last, and Becka rolled her eyes and just nodded. “Now will you please cut open dinner? Becka despises buring her face in a fresh kill. Something about being beastly or something.” She shrugs at this last and Becka actually chuckles at Litha dressing down Alex.
Becka’s voice flitted through Alex’s mind. “I have not, nor ever will, reject you silly Ancient. I love you. Now can we leave future hysterics to the one who is actually pregnant? You are, after all, supposed to be the wise and calm Old Timer, as well as the Dirty Old Vampire in this relationship.” Becka’s humor is obviously starting to reappear.
Alex wasn't remotely amused. It was time for 101 in Vampire for these two he could tell. "Rebeckah, you will drink my blood now to secure the life of our child and I will survive off the deer blood. You don't need all of my blood to secure the wound anyway. This is not hysterics. This is simple first aid. Now drink please, dinner is getting cold."
His mind reached out to the two women. "Now, this is called a mind link. It is a very useful tool. You show someone who can deal with physical danger what to do instead of impaling yourself on a deer antler. Now, pay close attention, you are going to need the following information."
Images of incredibility skilled and dynamic ways to attack Alex started filling the minds of the women. Many were very well kept and practiced secrets of ancient Chinese Jiu Jitsu and Kung Fu artists.
Alex's voice returned. "Now, you are both going to try to hit me. For every blow you try with true skill and effort, I will cut dinner after Rebeckah takes the blood she needs from me to heal. For every blow you land, I will make five cuts. Now begin."
Alex remembered when Hepitut first started teaching him combat. There was no way to touch him. He caught every bite, blow, head butt and kick Alex could offer. Even after Alex was fully trained, the attacks could never really land. Hepitut just had to dodge more and catch the blows closer. There was no bluff here. His mind quickly reviewed Litha's butchering lesson. Not only were Becka and Litha going to see him dodge or catch every attack they had to offer, they were also going to see the deer get slowly butchered as they tried with the spare time he had directing his defense.
"Begin, ladies. You have taught me, now it is time to return the favor and learn." Alex had grown weary of them not seeing his value at all. He was rather looking forward to demonstrating that Old Timer meant snapping a neck without getting your arm cut open on a foolish chase that should have ended minutes ago while carrying precious cargo.
Litha cocked her head as the images flashed through her mind. When it was all done she shook her head at the rest of his words. “Interesting, but no. Becka is weak from loss of blood, and now you want her to spend what little energy she has left trying to teach us a lesson. Even after she drinks from you, she will still need time to recoup. No, maybe after our bellies are filled. Not now. I asked you to cut only to include you, but you aren’t the only one who can.” With that she turns away and moves to the deer, her form already changing to the half Were form.
Becka drifts up to Alex and looks up at him. In her eyes are hurt and anger… and second thoughts. Her voice when she speaks is soft, too soft. “Thanks, now I shall have Lycan fur all over my meat. You just couldn’t cut it and be done. You know. You are the father of the child I carry, I love you, though right now I am starting to hate you. Just because you are Old does not give you the right to dictate to me or Litha what we will do for meat fairly and properly caught. Shall I start calling you Master too? Or better yet, perhaps I should just call you Nicholai. Right now I see no difference. And except for our child, I am wishing I hadn’t met you.” She turns away and walks over to Litha.
She’d been working through what Alex had asked of her on the plane, she’d almost come to terms with the whole idea. The hunting had helped on some level, it too bringing her back to the primal state much as the sex had. But now… Right now she really wanted nothing to do with Alex. His current attitude showed her she’d been right all along in avoiding the Old Ones of her race.
"The Nickolai is the one playing with their food instead of killing it." The accusation of reveling in pain cut deep. Litha and Becka were not about to learn anything from him. His knowledge was useless.
Alex moved swiftly. His claws extended and cut the deer wide open avoiding the bladder. He deflected any attempt of Litha to cut. His claws rather just cut wherever she tried. In about ten minutes the corpse was cut into its limbs, skinned, beheaded with the muscle skewered on the ribs of the deer. He had lost and he knew it. The last gift he could give Becka was meat without fur on it. It was exactly what he did.
He could not believe Becka would not drink his blood. She had outright rejected him and anything he could offer. She would not revitalize herself on his blood. She would not rely on his prowess. She didn't want his love and would trust him with nothing. She even denied him recognition of being able to move with Litha. He started walking east covered in blood and defeated. Tears streaked down his face making the only lines free of blood on his face.
Hunger gnawed at him, but loneliness gnawed worse. He felt old this time. He was too old. Bigotry and revenge had won rendering him nothing.
Litha blinked at Alex’s swiftness. She huffed and changed back to her human form. But when Alex started walking away she narrowed eyes at him then Becka. She could tell Becka was upset. Very much, but she didn’t think this was any reason for Alex to walk away. “You gonna-”
“Fuck him and his ‘I’m better cuz I’m older’ attitude.” Litha reared back at that. She watched as Becka started to hungrily eat. Her eyes narrow again as she sees Alex’s retreating back, now distant from them. Suddenly she is off like a shot loping after him. She doesn’t change, she is just as quick in human form as any other. She tackles him from behind, causing them to tumble and roll and until she sits on top of him and glares down at him. Her voice is quiet, almost a growl as she doesn’t want Becka to hear. “Look Agathon. What is your problem suddenly? I thought you loved her? I thought she was your heart and soul? What happened to all those lovely words on the plane to help her? You two are having your first spat and you are going to walk away and leave her and your child behind? I thought you were a man, not an old self-absorbed Vampire. Do you love her or not? Talk to me, if you won’t talk to her.”
Alex didn't bother to resist the tackle. His eyes stared up at Litha, but could not recognize her. It was her smell and his link that identified her.
"She doesn't need me for anything, Litha. She's done with me. It's you here, not her."
Litha felt visions in her mind. The path to the house rushed past and the front door opened to a room full of bookcases. The carpet was burgundy and the walls a dark gray. Around the corner was a hall with a lone bookcase. The third shelf up had a work of fiction amongst a collection of non-fiction books. It slides forward and the bookcase slides to the left. Stairs lead down to a basement of stone. A large round bed with black silk linen is surrounded by candelabras. Off to the left is a stone. It has very old blood stains that only a vampire or Lycan could see. The stone slides out and a tunnel opens to the right behind the bed across from the stairs. Four stone steps lead down to a coffin. There is a stone to the right slightly off center of the wall with old blood. A longer stone is on the platform holding the coffin. The coffin is covered in Egyptian runes. The stone on the wall pushes in and pops out of the wall. The hole in the wall has a silk pouch holding something inside of it. The stone beneath the coffin does the same thing. except it's a drawer. A silvered dagger, three silvered cross bow bolts, a hand held crossbow, and a wooden stake with a metal handle are seated in stone carve outs.
"Name one thing I can give to her she would want. Things she already has don't count.
Litha sat back on Alex and just looked at him for many long moments. She shakes her head finally. “Your unconditional love. Damn it Agathon, you know as well as I do how screwed up she is. She may say she hates you right now, but deep down she really loves you. I’ve known her for a very long time now. She doesn’t act like she does with you with anyone else, not even me or Uncle Narkel and Aunt Dancing Water.” She smiles and shares a vision with Alex.
It is clearly at the Gather as the scene starts with her dragging Becka inside the Woman’s Hut. The scene switches to them and all the other women undressing and changing into the dance silks. “So, I thought you despised the Elders of your race, Little Cousin.” Litha is clearly fishing for information, and she was not prepared for the way Becka responded.
“I do! But Alex is so different. Hell, I have to call him Ancient just to remind myself he is one. It’s like we connected the moment we first met and spoke. The fact that he killed Nicholai, my Sire, is moot. Though he was so kind to me when I was all clumsy and a toddler just learning to walk.”
Litha studies Becka and notes the dreamy expression, and what she wasn’t saying. The girl was head over heels in love. And the funniest part was, she didn’t even know it yet. “Do you plan to claim him in the Dance?”
A guilty look crosses Becka’s face. “Um, yeah, might be the best way for everyone else to know he’s safe and no threat…” Her voice trails off and she busies herself with getting the silk on.
Litha chuckles. “You just want him around for a year, if he honors the Dance that is.” The guilty look grows making Litha smirk. Yep, the girl was definitely in love. “I have an idea to see how he might react to such a Dance…” Becka’s head sharply rising to look at her was all it took. Litha would help her friend catch the man. ‘Ok, here’s…” The scene finally fades.
“So you see Agathon, she’s loved you far longer than either of you realize. Something as stupid as a spat isn’t going to kill that. There’s something deeper than her sudden mood. She does that from time to time, it’s a defensive mechanism when she can’t cope immediately. She’d done it with me several times. As you can see, we’re still friends, and you two still love each other. What is really bothering you?”
Litha deserved the truth. "I didn't like the way the deer was played with. I know it's the way of the wolf, but we are more evolved than wolves. The deer didn't have to live in fear so long in its last moments. I could have been told how to take it down sooner and I could have done it without Becka being hurt. You both basically knew I was a loaded sniper rifle that just needed training for a merciful kill and left me in the dirt to use flintlocks that almost got the most important person in my life killed. Who knows what affect it could have on the second most important our child. I can understand her telling me to keep up like I'm not the fastest runner here. She just needed a false sense of arrogance to push me away. When she was finally hurt, my blood would have healed her very quickly. Instead, she opted for a potential loss of blood pressure to the child rather than touch my blood. Complete strangers drank my blood to recover from worse wounds than that during the Vlad revolt and she turns my blood away like I'm a dead man. This whole distance thing was created by the whole issue of our sex. You and I are now more bonded in actual sexual intimacy than her and I. She knows you put more trust in me and had wanted to overcome that hurtle. Now she doesn't. Knowing she doesn't has completely destroyed my will to overcome it. It's beyond a defense mechanism, Litha. It's a deep seeded hate for me. I trusted her with teaching me the hunt and she just threw me aside. I trust you to help me protect her. I put full trust in you to help her through the sexual intimacy. I put trust into her to love. I've tried everything to do things for her and none of it has been enough. Even now she writes me off as arrogant not even lifting a finger to see my sorrow or understand who I am. I have been paying attention though. She needs someone she can trust and she has demonstrated non-stop I am not someone she will trust. No trust is no love, Litha. You are wise enough to know this. I'll come back and do what I can, but if she can't trust me by now, I have no earthly idea how she is ever going to trust me. Even Sophia trusted me. She simply left me for revenge. Now Rebeckah has left me for bigotry. It's astounding and cuts me deep. She has turned me into a pathetic carving knife for dead deer. What am I to her and what can I ever be to her? It's like I'm just a sperm donor, and now that is done she has no use for me at all. I'll come back and be her Max. She has more feeling for Max now though. Hell, Max probably knew how to snap the deers neck and would have done it ahead of time. Me, I get left in my ignorance because I've never hunted anything but human. Even I know not to torture my prey though. Now I'm the one being called Nicholai. Sorry Litha. I know it sounds insulting to you. The way of the Wolf is good except for that one piece of dogma. Once the deer is clear of the herd, it should be taken down swiftly if the means are available. She didn't chase that pimp around town before she killed him, why do that to a deer? You may have good reason. Maybe I'm just flat wrong. I can understand you not knowing you had me at your disposal. Rebeckah knew though. It has cut me to the core."
"I'm ready to go back to the kill. Just bear in mind its meat is nothing but guilt for me though. Cow has more meaning at the grocery store because the people that killed it didn't toss me to the side as useless to put their own life and their child's at risk. She wants an alpha male and she has demoted me to crib infant. That meat came at the risk of my love and my child when it didn't have to. I'm very sorry for this anger, but I fear for them and I'm locked out from helping them. She was going to let Nicholai get away. Did she tell you that? She would have rather died than let me help her and she claims our relationship is greater now than then? She's still doing it except this time she has our child. What else I am I supposed to think?"
Alex had a bad feeling Europe was going to cut them to pieces. The hunt had displayed a complete lack of unity. Vampires and Lycans had suffered horrible deaths showing better unity and communication skills. Their only hope now seemed there wasn't an actual war going on. He at least hoped there wasn't.
He had poured out the hurt of his soul to Litha. He had a bad feeling she was going to return it with guilt. He had told her about the deer chases effect on him. He knew better. It was going to be an insult to her. It was like telling a Baptist Jesus didn't mean for them to be doing certain things. They just responded with a counter attack. There was nothing left to do but take his lumps and go back to eat before he went feral. It was sad he finally got what he needed to put things right except for now his marriage was in shambles. He was lost in a love for a person that would never recognize him as a person and would even jeopardize her life to not recognize him. He was starting to think his lot was to find her a person she could recognize.
Litha sat back and listened, she actually listened to Alex. When he was done her gaze had drifted out over the plains a thoughtful look on her face. “You know Agathon. Becka has never been comfortable with the hunt either. For much the same reasons. She came to a compromise though, and that’s why when we hunt together I allow her to make the kill. She snaps the neck, ending it quickly. We move in cautiously and as you’ve seen for good reason. It is not play or torture on our part; it is wisdom to know that the deer can kill when cornered.” She finally looks back at him. “Have you ever seen wolves hunt? True wolves. The pack actually has relays, wolves who wait to take up the chase as those who are chasing grow tired. Once the intended prey is cornered, they dart in and out just avoiding attacking or being attacked, always just out of reach. Until the prey is worn out and near exhaustion, then they go in for the kill. Granted some have jumped the gun so to speak and come away severely hurt or dead, but that is actually rare. I am sorry the hunt bothered you. And I am sorry you feel it is tainted now.”
Her eyes drift back over the prairie. “I think though I can tell you why it seems Becka has turned away and no longer trusts you. It has to do with your attitude after we discovered she was hurt. I understand your fear, but Becka’s her own Vampire now, correct? Can she not heal herself? On top of your demanding she feed off you, you also flood us with fighting images, and then demand once more that we take strikes at you. I now understand, with your unease with the hunt, and your fear for Becka, but instead of speaking up, you got on your arrogant old blood horse and started dictating and demanding.” She shook her head sadly. “I thought you understood the Vampiric situation in Frisco. Hell, I thought you understood Becka better. Such tactics are going to drive her from you, not bring her closer.”
She gave another sigh and briefly closed her eyes. “Bigotry? Perhaps. We are all a little racist and bigots. I think it’s just something about human nature. But I do know she hasn’t left you. You walked away. She’s hurt and angry and probably still very unsettled over what happened in the plane. No, she didn’t chase after you. And she won’t. Instead she will mope and sulk and be a total bitch, and every time someone walks through a door of a room she is in, she will look up with hope to have it crushed every single time until it is you that walks through that door. She doesn’t push, she doesn’t force. If you act like you want space, then she will give you that space. No complaints, no arguments. That is the way our Becka is wired.”
“As for being like Max to her, that is just flat stupid. Once Max was brought out of his feral state and it was discovered he was Narkel’s brother, we persuaded him to try to stay at The Bucket of Blood for as long as he could. He was Lycan eyes and ears to keep watch over Becka. We tried Lycans working there… Let’s just say it didn’t turn out too well and leave it at that.”
“Look Agathon. I know Becka well, but even she keeps things from me. But try for both your sakes to work this out. You were very correct on the plane about what she needs. But it will never happen if you give up now.” She finally rises up off him and holds out a hand to help him up. “And perhaps with some time to sit and discuss it, we three can come up with a more sensible way for you to hunt.” A small smile tugs the corners of her mouth with those last words. “Oh, may I ask you a question about Vampires?”
"Thank you Litha. You can ask me any question. I will tell you what I know. I don't have any secrets from you. It seems I'm short on any kind of knowledge these days though."
Alex did understand about wolf hunting. He understood about all kind of hunting. He also understood about vampire hunting. He was still hurt they took their time without using him. He understood it better though. It didn't seem the burden it was.
It bothered him Becka saw his attitude but not her own. What she took for old arrogance was nothing more than a reflection of her own. Alex felt guilty for reflecting it. He should have swallowed it. It was emotion raring its head on him. He had not been truly emotionally involved with anyone on this level ever and the second closest was over eight-thousand years ago. He had been a bit childish. There was nothing to do but apologize for that one.
The walk away had not been a test. In fact, he was surprised Litha came. He was certain Becka was done with him. Becka's hard walls were going to be tough on Alex. Alex didn't like walls with friends. Hepitut had put up walls with him and didn't even have his full trust anymore. Alex was just going to have to live in his tent city and deal with the fact that Becka put up battlements. A locked door to Alex was a death threat of 'step into my space and die'. Locking a door was for an enemy. The locked door in the plane was something else to her. Alex would honor a request to stay away. Locking a door simply made him think she thought of him as something he wasn't.
The return was going to be tough. It was hard watching someone you love point a gun at you. He knew he was in for that. His face had already been blasted off twice.
Litha snorted, but kept her thoughts to herself on Alex’s current mood. “Now how to word it. Ok, say Becka did drink of your blood. Would she gain anything from it, besides a quick heal?” She pauses and frowns, then shakes her head. “No, wrong question. Hrm. Okay, if the two of you were to exchange blood, would you two gain anything from the sharing? I know you can share thoughts and images and such anyway. But I’m wanting to know if you can get deeper than that by sharing blood…” She trails off frowning again. “I don’t think I’m making sense.” She gives a frustrated sigh. “I don’t make sense to me.” She gives a shrug. “Ah never mind, let’s get you some meat, and see if we can’t get things sorted between you two.”
When they return to Becka and the carcass, they find her sitting off to the side of it, looking out over the prairie. She turns and looks at the two of them, her nose twitching slightly. She watches Alex closely. She longs to go to him and put her arms around him and have his around her, but she is still too unsettled over his earlier attitude, and she is afraid he will just yell at her again, or worse. She finally glances at Litha. “Meat’s still warm. Are we going to leave what’s left for the coyote pack and scavengers?”
Litha nodded. “Yes that way they share in the bounty as well. And nothing goes wasted.” She moves forward and takes a chunk of meat and starts to eat. She watched the two Vampires and she longed to slap Becka upside the head, but knew that wouldn’t be overly conductive either. A plan hatched in her head. If they had the time. Dawn was still several hours off. A lot depended on how quick they could find the coyotes for her plan to work.
Alex felt he might have an inkling of what Litha was asking. "The mental link is no different than having sex. Sire's have full mental links with the vampires they create. Rebeckah's link to me is shared through the semen and nectar we've exchanged. My blood would only heal her physically and give her temporary quickening to levels closer to mine. My blood is so old, she would have gotten a very strong physical charge from it. It would abate when the sun rose though." He wasn't sure if that was what she wanted to know or if it helped. It was what it was in the end.
Alex felt mixed emotions coming from Becka. It was time for his apology before eating though. "Rebeckah, I blew it and I'm sorry. I was over protective, violating your free will and then I was a dictatorial snob giving those orders. I made you feel inferior and small and that was completely wrong of me. I'm going to work on not doing that anymore so you might be able to trust me again. I've hurt you and made you feel abandoned with my childish temper tantrum. It's a terrible thing to have done to you and it's easy to see how you question my love. You are going to need to see good behavior for a long period of time from me and that is entirely understandable. I will regret my poor behavior from this entire evening. I'm sorry."
He moved over to the kill, sat down, and started eating. His hunger got the best of him and his already gory appearance looked worse as he hungrily chewed and swallowed the meat. "If you don't mind, Litha, I would like to take a couple of large slabs with us. The plane ride to Ireland is going to take almost the whole night tomorrow." He could feel his body quickly digest the meat. The movement of the energy as it worked into him confirmed the meat had everything to do with his cum. Apparently the cost of being fertile came at the cost of eating meat. He was probably going to have to start eating his victims. It was going to be a bit more complicated to keep human corpses around. Smelling the gore on him, he supposed it was for the better Becka didn't want to touch him. He wanted to get to the house and take a shower. At least the meat was making the constant pain go away. It was too bad he had regained his stamina and lost the window to heal. Knowing his luck, Becka would want him to try to resume the rut when there was no meat to be had. He was certain that was a long way off now though. There was no telling just how long it would take just to recover from the damage he created tonight.
Litha raised a brow. Alex actually apologized and she heard his words, which meant he’d listened at least. Now if she could get her plan to work and he’d get out of his funk, the couple might actually finally be able to move forward, stronger yet. She nodded to Alex’s request. “I hope you have something to keep it in so it doesn’t spoil. Venison can get picky at times.” Her eyes darted to Becka, and then away as she finished eating. Unlike the two Vampires, she wasn’t all that hungry having fed before they’d left, also she was a student of Dancing Water’s teachings. Which meant she could ignore her body’s needs for short periods of time. Her eyes dart to Becka again as the woman starts to finally move.
Her jaw nearly dropped, and she blinked several times as Alex apologized. She sat there kind of stunned and just watched him go eat and talk with Litha. Finally, she pulls her dazed brain into working order and rises up and walks over. Coming behind Alex, she hesitantly puts her arms around him and rested her head on his back. Her voice mentally reaches him. “I love you. I am sorry… I am sorry I do not have your strength to get beyond things that have happened to me. I am sorry I do not understand or know when to rely on others. I am so very sorry I am what I am.” She had not been able to drink the blood before the deer had been carved to pieces and so she had felt slight twinges of Feeding hunger, but she’d eaten her fill of the deer and it seemed to be helping. She would have to feed though before they left for Ireland probably.
Litha watched Becka come up to Alex and put her arms around him like she expected him to turn around and slap her, or bite her head off. Litha had that urge herself, but she refrained. Becka was delicate and fragile in certain areas, and Litha had learned patience, in fact Becka was a good learning tool for such things. She hid her smile though as it seemed things were starting to fall into place. Now to eat and get rid of what Alex didn’t want to keep.
Alex smiled at Litha. "I have a refrigerator at the house and the plane has one as well. We only need it for tomorrow night." Litha had met him half way and was willing to talk. She had bothered to discover him and it made a deep impression on him. It bothered him that Becka had not even wanted to ask.
Becka's touch felt incredible when she came up from behind him and put her arms around him. Her apology got his tears flowing again. He spoke out loud. "Please, please, Rebeckah. Pleased do not apologize for who you are. You are the one I love. You are incredibly special and important to me. Please do not apologize for being my special mate and loved one. It was my responsibility to understand you. My failure to understand you is not your fault, it is mine. It does not make you invalid or bad because of my foolishness. Litha explained you needed to make the hunt kill. My arrogance didn't see that and wanted to keep you safe instead of giving you what you need. You needed to be able to heal yourself to see your own discipline and my arrogance tried to take that away from you. My arrogance forced you to lock the door on the plane and make sure you could keep me away when you needed privacy. It invalidated your trust in me and put you in a bad place. Please do not apologize for taking care of yourself and being yourself. My focus will be my humility so one day you won't feel inadequate over my arrogance. You have plenty of strength and resolve. It was me who faltered." Alex swallowed hard. Becka's apology stabbed him hard. It made him realize just how bad he had set Becka back. Her apology was beating up herself and that struck deep into his soul. He swallowing the pain though and fought the sadness. He had made enough mistakes and wanted to stem the flow of them. "You have nothing to apologize for, Rebeckah. You do not realize just how wonderful you are. You are inspiring me to learn humility. Thank you for that. You're making me grow in ways that would have languished in nothingness had I not found you. You are showing me the challenge of love and the letting go that comes with it to let you shine and keep teaching me."
Alex sensed Becka's hunger. It worried him. The child seemed intensely hungry. Becka had already drained a whole person at the beginning of the evening and already she was looking for more. He wished Becka would drink his blood. Quick math in his head scared him. Gestation took 270 days for a human. Becka seemed to be needing about one and half people a night. On a rough guess she was going to need 405 people. They were going to have to move to China to cover up that kind of casualty list. That many people would put New York City in a panic. There was no need to worry Becka over the numbers though. Keep cool and press on was the motto for this trip now.
Alex only wanted two slabs of meat. It was mostly to provision for Becka. The worry earlier of needing to stay fed for sex was not really a consideration at this point. Something told him with his current status in Becka's eyes, he had a fair chance of not needing meat for a while. If Litha jumped him, it could very well be necessary to have some food though. It was better safe than sorry.
Luckily there was plenty of sandy dirt in Oklahoma. Alex started using it to wash the gore off as best he could.
Becka let go of Alex and backed away as he started to scrub himself clean. “Umm, there’s a small creek on the other side of the rocks. Not much there, but enough to clean up.” She looked down at the ground. She looked as if she wanted to say more, but stayed quiet. She didn’t like this distance and uncertainty between them. It not only made her uncomfortable and unsure of herself, of them, but it hurt as well. She sighed quietly, her hand going to her belly and rubbing it.
Litha watched the two dance around each other, she gathered from what Alex had just said that Becka had done some apologizing herself. It was a start, but it hurt watching these two. They had been so happy and close before now, before the plane incident. She was definitely going to need to step in and do as Alex asked her too. “So, are we done here?” She looked between the two. She then rose up and moved off to the water. Her sense of smell helping her locate it. Becka had been right there wasn’t much. It came up out of the ground on one end, and then sunk back into the ground on the other. Maybe two feet of it was above ground, if that, but it was enough to clean up in. She quickly washed up and then returned to the kill.
"Thank you, Rebeckah. I'm going to need that wash up." Alex was worried his apology had not gone in the right direction with Becka. "I think we are done here, Litha." As Alex followed Litha to the water, he mulled over the situation with Becka. He would have loved to have received an ass chewing from Becka over her beating herself up the way she had on the apology. An ass chewing gave something to straighten up from. The self flogging she gave herself wasn't aimed at anything that had hurt him. She aimed it all at her self being which was what he valued. The disregard for what he could offer and help with had been completely dismissed. Somehow she had arrested the innocent mother rather than the thief that had run away with the purse. It scared Alex.
It was a bit surprising the water was even here to wash up. Oklahoma was brutally dry. Rivers were creeks during wet seasons and the rest of the water tended to be muddy lakes or dried up drainage ditches. He was grateful for Becka's find of it though.
Following Litha back, Alex realized he didn't want apologies from Becka at all anymore. Having her break herself down was not going to help anything. It was going to be necessary to cover up his hurt and move on. He was also going to have to avoid paying attention to the pregnancy. A child tended to steal a mother's self-worth at times. That situation was going to be emotionally dangerous for Becka. It was just going to be his job to praise her and let her do her thing now. Until she could give herself an honest look, she was never going to be able to see him, let alone allow him to participate in her life.
Returning to the kill, he gave Becka a hug. He wanted to tell her to take her time and find herself and they could reintroduce themselves when she did, but that wasn't going to help anything. Until she built enough self-confidence, she was going to need ancients to hate and he was an unfortunate member of that group. There was good and bad in every group just as there was good and bad in each person. It was just a matter of waiting for Becka to have faith he would fight his bad instead of tagging him with the label of permanently defective due to age.
He was ready to grab the two slabs of meat and get back to the house. "We better head back." Alex almost had to laugh at himself. A few hours before he thought he would have been in the middle of wild sex right about now instead of heading back to his house for sleep.
Litha shook her head. “No, first we need to hunt up whatever coyote pack is near enough for the meat. I do not want it to waste away due to no scavengers finding it.” She shrugs. “I’m strange like that. Sorry.” She looks around for a moment. “I believe there was a tree we passed somewhere back during the chase. We could put your stash there to make sure you still have it.” She grins at Alex.
Becka had started to move off in a random direction at Litha’s words, but quickly switched direction heading back the way they’d come. A slight frown on her face, trying to remember passing a tree anywhere. Her face clears up and she nods. “Yes, this way.” She changed direction again just slightly and briskly walks off.
Litha shook her head, and followed. “Come on, Old Man, we can’t let the Young’un out pace us. Or show us up either.” She grabbed Alex by an arm and started dragging him after Becka’s retreating back. “Besides, dawn is still hours away. Trust me to know when it’s time to return. After all my Cousins are Vampires. Wouldn’t due for me to allow Family to perish in the Light.” She was trying to break the somberness in him. She needed him less sour for her plan to work.
Alex grabbed the flanks and followed. "We are so going to race one night to show you young sloths just how silly you sound." He shook his head. He was beginning to think human thinking had tainted their minds.
Litha had taken a bad shot at humor on Alex. In his despair of feeling the loss of Becka and not being of use to her, he had meant to kiss the dawn. Losing Sophia had been intense and barely survivable. Losing Becka had felt several times worse. It didn't seem like a good idea to wait around several thousands of more years to see if a miracle might happen again and the prophecy seemed to indicate his kind wasn't going to be of any use anyway. It would have been curious to see who Becka's chosen might end up being with her rejection of him, but the idea of it didn't appeal enough to him at the time to want to see it. It sounded more painful than interesting and he honestly felt his existence might hold Becka back from moving on. He didn't want to drag the mood down with his past thinking. He switched gears in his mind. Alex really was a master poker player. "Not looking to give kissing cousins a suntan? Glad you are into white meat." He smiled.
When Alex saw the tree he ran ahead and placed the meat down. He then turned back around and rejoined the women. He gave a wink to Litha. "I know, hurry up." Alex was keenly aware of the timing of the sun. He could probably correct a desktop if it was off. Hepitut had taught him how to feel the position of the Earth and the Sun and adapt his clock to wherever he was. This was his stomping grounds at the time and it was more than easy to know where the sun was. He could point to the ground in the azimuth to its rising edge.
It was kind of odd Litha was looking for scavengers to lead them to the kill. Vultures usually took care of that kind of thing in pretty good time. It didn't matter though. The prairie was peaceful enough and wouldn't force a confrontation with Becka. They could take care of this business, joke with Litha to lighten up the mood and get back to the house in good time. The plane ride was going to be awkward tomorrow night, but at least they could stretch their legs tonight.
Litha gave a light chuckle at Alex’s attempt at humor, but something told her he was playing along. Before she could say anything though a strange sound came from ahead of them, sounding suspiciously like a snort and a giggle had just met and mated. She cocked her head as she looked to Becka, but the woman kept walking. Once they reached the tree, Litha stopped next to Becka as Alex put the meat up. His hurry up comment she grinned at. “Nah, we allow our geriatric Family some lea way.”
That strange giggle snorting sound came again, from right next to her, and she saw from the corner of her eye, Becka fold up, her sides jerking. She swiveled her head around and cocked it, watching the woman. “After all, we know how old people get. All slow and rickety, barely able to stand, let alone move. We’ll have to look into a walker for ya here soon, maybe a wheelchair.” That was all it took. Becka dropped to her knees and muffled laughter could be heard. The woman positively shook with it trying to contain it. Litha peered over at Alex from the corner of her eye trying to gage his response. She had one in a better frame of mind at least. But she still needed Alex for this to work.
Alex smiled at Becka taking such delight in old people jokes. They were worse than lawyer jokes, but at least it gave Becka some relief. Alex blew air in a mock sign of disgust. "It looks like you are going to lose a race to me carrying a wheelchair and walker then. What are you going to have to say for yourself after that? Rebeckah will at least have the excuse of being pregnant. What's going to be your line, Litha?" The meat was hanging on a branch of the poor lone tree. Alex was going to have to dig up old people jokes for Becka. Her laughter was too good to see, even if it did hit right on her disdain of his age. "This dirty old man can pass you up on the race track and in the bed now, Litha. Hunger won't stop me now. Maybe you'd need a wheelchair after a romp in bed." He shot Litha a smiling wink. It was nice to be renewed. It was too bad he couldn't show off just how well he could have done during his rut now.
"So what is it going to take to get the coyotes to the kill? Are we going to chase them into it?" It was a good thing he had delayed Ireland a day. At least he was learning a lot. It was too funny replacing great sex with chasing coyotes. His temper had thrown it to the dogs so to speak.
The opening was tempting, and Litha tensed momentarily, but relaxed as Becka’s voice emerged between giggling fits. “Stop… Oh, please… You two… are… horrid…” Laughter full and from the belly erupted as she fell over on her side. Her voice once more on the air between gales of laughter. “It hurts… to laugh… you two… are just… awful… death by… laughter… I see… the… head… lines… now…” She can’t finish as she is overtaken by the laughter again. Her arms wrap tight around her sides as if that would help hold it in. It doesn’t.
Litha moves up and squats by her side, reaching out to touch her. Becka takes a swat at her and completely misses from her laughter. “You… are… evil…” The laughter floats out loud and pure on the night air. Nothing was approaching the area for miles. Litha calmly waited. She sensed her time was soon.
Alex laughed. "It looks like we are going to have to leave Rebeckah with the deer now." Alex walked over to Becka and looked down at her. "What did you put in that deer anyway, Litha?" He scooped Becka off the ground. "So do we wait for her to just die of the laughter and feed her directly to the pack or do we carry her back and then round up the coyotes? Let's hope I don't develop a limp. You might be the only one surviving this one after that, Litha. Then again, maybe a limp would make me more sexy to you two. You seem to like em older. Is it the tough meat or the grizzled bones that do it for you guys?"
It was a relief that Becka got a good laugh out of the night. He had to hand it to Litha for knowing where Becka's tickle bone was.
Becka’s fist pounded ineffectively on Alex’s chest, her laughter making her swings weak. "Stop… you are…. so… ow ow ow…” She can’t finish, her laughter still has a good grip on her.
Litha rises very slowly, making sure to keep her face looking down as Alex holds Becka. She moves with a stalking grace, like she was once more hunting. Her left hand comes out and slides up Becka’s back to her hair grabbing a fistful, while her right slides along Alex’s ribs and around and up his back. She finally raises her head and her eyes are once more teal. “Oh, I don’t know, Agathon. I think you’re pretty damn sexy and yummy as you are.”
Becka’s laughter is cut off as if someone threw a switch the moment Litha touched her. She let out a gasp as her hair was grabbed, Litha’s heat stealing over her and turning her on. Her nipples grew hard, and her cunt suddenly became warm and wet. She let out a moan at Litha’s words in full agreement. “Now, shall we finally finish what we started earlier?” She pulls slightly on Becka’s hair bringing her head back, and her head drops again to lick Becka’s knee and up Alex’s arm. Becka shivers and groans in Alex’s arms.
The arousal of the two women hit Alex and his cock started growing and rising immediately. He was completely missing a game plan for this encounter and had no idea what Becka's mental state was over it. There was no time to work through any of it though. Litha had Becka by the hair and had started it, so Litha was just going to have to take the opening moves to build things.
His body set Becka back on the ground. His left arm shot up from under Becka and caught Litha by her blond locks. His fingers gripped into her strands and his arm shoved her face right into Becka's lap with a hard down turn. His right arm shot across Litha's exposed back and grabbed the inside of her right thigh pulling her legs open as he hopped in-between them. His knees planted between Litha's legs as his right arm hooked around her lower stomach and hips grabbing her left hip. He hoisted her lap up exposing her cunt and ass to him. "You are an old man's pleasure now." His hips and ass pressed his hardened cock forward to jam it all the way into Litha's undefended canal. Her wetness and leg spreading offered no resistance to his penetration causing the head of his cock to stretch the back of her honey pot and press her cervix into the bottom of his cock head. His right arm pressed her into his lap with force to prevent her any escape. His left hand let go of her hair and slapped her exposed left butt cheek with a snap, leaving a red hand print on the side of it. His left arm then descended on the back of her head, grabbing her blond hair again and shoving her face into Becka's lap. "Warm, Rebeckah up for me because she's next after I'm done with you."
His thrusts into Litha were rough and deep. He grunted with each jab into her hot sex. "Mmm, you feel good." Litha took two thrusts as he told her what her body was doing for him.
Litha had to let go of Becka as Alex set her down. She didn’t have a chance as Alex threw her down face first into Becka’s scent filled lap. A low growl of pleasure came from her as Alex spoke and then took her. Becka moaned again, feeling Litha’s hot breath on her groin, and her legs spread wide open inviting. Before Litha could take up the invite though Alex spanked her, jerking her forward and back, then grabbed her hair again and buried her face into Becka’s lovely pussy. She had no problems complying with his demand. She greedily attacked Becka’s sweetly scented womanhood. Before long Becka was squirming and wiggling, shuddering and shivering as Litha gave her a thorough tongue lashing.
Litha gave another low growl of pleasure at Alex’s words. It was quickly cut off though as a deep moan escaped her. He was going to make her cum soon, she went at Becka with renewed force, wanting her well pleasured before Alex took her. Becka’s back arched, her hands burying in the dirt below her. Then suddenly she released a scream and her body shuddered violently. Litha was quick to lap up the sweet honey now flowing from the woman. A few more thrusts from Alex had her grunting and groaning with her own orgasm.
Alex felt his cum pour into Litha as his climax went off with Becka's. There was no letting up on the hard fucking he was giving her shortened canal. His cum quickly smeared across her stretching walls when her orgasm mixed her honey into the froth. "Oh, yes, I see you like that." He leaned forward onto Litha's back and grabbed the hair his hand held into his mouth. His necked pulled back gently, forcing Litha to fight if she wanted to keep her mouth on Becka's pussy. His right hand let go and reached around Litha's right side to give her breast a rough squeeze between his fingers and thumb. His left hand came up and pinched the nipple protruding from the squeeze.
His hips and ass didn't let up on Litha at all. The lust and pleasure from her pounded canal repeatedly giving way to his total penetration coursed through his body. Another ejaculation caused his thrusts to smack Litha's ass so sharply the slapping sound seemed to echo off the prairie floor. He growled at the pleasure of emptying himself into Litha once more and shook his head giving Litha some primal yanks on her hair and disrupting her mouth's labors on Becka.
Litha tugged back, not wanting to leave Becka’s warmth and sweetness. The sharp pulling on her scalp added to the pleasure she was already experiencing. Her already spasming walls tightened further around Alex’s cock. She let out a long, low growl that clearly stated her pleasure with everything. He still had Becka dancing under her face until Alex shook his head with her hair still in his mouth. She lost contact, and Becka’s hips suddenly bucked up forcefully trying to get her back. She hit Litha’s chin, nearly causing her to bite her tongue. She quickly wrapped her hands around Becka’s hips from under her ass and pulled her closer to her face and went back to work. Alex’s shakes now aiding her in pleasuring Becka.
Alex's body drew his mouth up and forced Litha away from Becka's pussy by forcing her to crane her neck back. His left hand raced down her stomach and caught Litha's bud with his middle finger. His hips then drew his cock completely out of her honey pot and buried it in her ass. His thrusting resumed causing Litha's ass to get smacked by his lap repeatedly. His middle finger started rotating on her bud as well as he growled. His right hand hooked Litha's right arm and came down her left nipple. His fingers then started administering a pulsing pinch to her nipple that matched the thrusts into her anus while it lifted her away from Becka.
Despite the intense pleasure, Alex was working a strategy. Litha now only had her left arm to do anything with Becka. His cock mapped to Becka's clit and with him taking Litha's ass, Becka's canal was going to be devoid of feeling beyond Litha's aftershocks of having been thoroughly fucked by Alex despite the intense pleasure of her clit. Becka was going to have to ask, but he was not going to grant anything to her until she begged. Litha was caught and it was Alex Becka was going to have to turn to in the end.
Litha's tightness milked Alex's cock and his loins let loose thick ropes of hot cream into her. The fresh lubrication of his cum allowed him to keep pounding her with his thrusts as he growled loudly with the pleasure and the pain he felt coming through Litha.
Litha snarled as Alex forced her head back by her hair, the snarl turned into a yelp of pain as he left her pussy and rammed her ass with force. His quickness soon had her pinned and forced almost completely free of Becka. The combination of pain from her ass and nipple and the pleasure from her clit soon brought her to another climax as Alex came inside her.
Becka whimpered at the loss of Litha. Her hips bucked wildly as she felt through Alex and Litha the intense pain and pleasure the two were having. Her hands moved wildly over her own body. Groping her breasts, pinching and pulling, they roamed down her belly to her aching, throbbing pussy. Encountering Litha’s free hand, she swiveled her hip and brought Litha’s hand back under her ass and up to her cunt. Somehow she got a couple of Litha’s fingers inside her tunnel and moving. Her right hand moved up and started furiously rubbing her own clit while the left roamed back up to her breast.
At Becka’s whimpering, Litha had tried to break free of Alex. She’d jerked and fought, nearly leaving her hair in his mouth, but he was far too strong. She was caught too well and couldn’t help Becka. Not until Becka brought her hand to that hot box of hers, Litha had no problems working her fingers inside to please her friend. Her own pleasure was great. The struggle with Alex fueling it hotter and hotter.
Alex's left hand left Litha's clit and snatched her left arm back away from Becka. His mouth let go of her hair and bit her ear, forcing Litha to not be able to handle Becka at all. His hips did not let up on her ass and another shot of his cum entered her rectum to lubricate his forceful strokes into her. His right hand continued a pulsing pinch on her left nipple as his left hand forced Litha's left wrist behind her back. He could feel her struggle, but she was still very caught. His right arm kept her drawn back from Becka while his teeth held her head back. He upped the speed of his thrusts into Litha.
His strategy had not paid off like he hoped. It was pretty much down to wearing Litha out with his thrust into her and Becka giving up on masturbation and craving touch. His hips pulled his cock out of Litha's anus and jammed it straight into her g-spot. His thrusting resumed starting climaxing her without letting her stop. He was very full of meat and his body was going to be able to continuously pump cum into her if he could bring her. Litha responded to pain well and his hips did not spare her.
Becka let out a loud protest as Alex took Litha’s hand away. She’d been so close and now she couldn’t cum. Litha again reacted wildly and struggled to get free of Alex at Becka’s distress. He still had her caught fast though, and she was left panting for all her effort. When he switched back to her pussy, all the struggling, the pain, and the pleasure had built her up and she started cumming instantly and violently. A howl escaped her throat; letting the world know for miles she was very well pleasured.
Becka writhed and whimpered, at the sound of Litha’s orgasm. Tears started leaking from the corners of her eyes. “Agathon.” Softly whimpered, his name floated in the air, her need clear in the sound of his name. Her body ached in her need for release.
Litha's convulsing cunt grabbed at Alex's thrust and caused his loins to fire more seed into her ravaged pocket. He heard Becka call his name and saw her tears. The tears did it for him though. There was just no denying her at the point of tears.
His cock fired another spurt of cum into Litha's canal as Alex hopped from his knees to his feet. At the same time his hand and torso pulled Litha upright on her knees. Suddenly, Alex released Litha all at once as his legs launched him into the air. His feet cleared Litha's head by a few inches and landed in front of her on the ground between Becka's legs.
Alex's body dropped to his knees which then spread Becka's legs wider. His waist bent forward and his mouth descended on her left breast taking it in his teeth and pulling her up, forcing her into an arch. His right hand reached behind her neck and grabbed her hair, giving it a pull to draw her throat up. His left hand grabbed her hip in a tight grip. His body dropped on hers in a flash. A thrust of his ass sent his cock all the way into her in a fast fluid motion. Her pussy surrendered easily dripping with her nectar and Litha's saliva. As his body came down, his teeth released her left nipple and his neck swung around. His mouth closed over her exposed throat and his teeth took a light grip of her skin.
His hips and ass started pumping her with all the fervor he had fucked Litha. Her breasts pressed into his chest from being forced into an arch with the hair pull. Their stomachs slapped together in a fast rhythm. His body was positively aching to start firing seed into her body. Alex wasn't going to be able to make strategy anymore. It was all about making Becka his and showing her just how badly his body needed the surrender of her body.
Becka moaned as Alex descended on her. Her legs wrapped around the backs of his thighs, her hands grabbed onto his ribs. A shudder went through her body as he pulled her hair and bit her nipple forcing her to raise her chest up, but when his teeth descended on her throat she convulsed suddenly. Her already hot and moist tunnel became even slicker as her juices gushed forth in an orgasm. “AGATHON!” She screamed his name, love, pleasure, need, want, hopes, dreams, all rode in that one word.
Litha shimmied backwards when Alex jumped over her and landed between her and Becka. She finally sat up and back on her heels. She watched momentarily as Alex took Becka. A smile crossed her face. She rose up and padded off rather oddly, heading to the kill. Hopefully the coyote pack hadn’t found it yet. She was hungry. Nowhere near wore out though, she was a Werewolf after all, not a human, just finally hungry. As she walked away she heard Becka’s scream. Her body shivered and she felt herself very turned on, but they needed to sort things between them. She would give them the time to do so before returning.
Alex's cock started pumping with Becka's orgasm pulsing on his shaft. His shaft fired ropes of cum deep into her as her nectar soaked into his already dripping pubic hair. He growled and yelled at the same time on her throat. Somehow his body needed more of her though. His hips angled up and the head of his cock started pressing into her g-spot with his thrusts. His mouth lifted off her neck and his left hand came off her hip and pressed across her breasts to pinch her left nipple while pressing the soft globe in a slightly twisting motion into her chest.
His words came with heavy breath. "Rebeckah, I love you. My body has to take you every way. You are my all and my body is going to claim it all." His thrusts became heavier and his loins emptied more cum into her cunt. "OH REBECKAH!" His body desperately called for more as his cream pumped into her once more.
His hands let go of her hair and breast and flew around to seize her legs wrapped around him. He opened them and threw his body backwards back to his knees. His arms twisted her shins around to force Becka to roll over. His right hand let go, plunged three fingers into her canal and hooked her g-spot while the thumb closed on her bud. His left hand grabbed her left hip. Both of his arms hauled her ass into his lap resulted in a third of his cock plunging into her anus. His waist bent forward onto her back as his hands released and moved around to her breasts. His mouth closed on a wad of her hair catching it in his teeth and pulling her neck back to arch her breasts out. His hands roughly grabbed each breast as his hips and ass shoved his cock deeper into Becka's breached anus.
His hands started an aggressive massage of her breasts while his pelvis started ass fucking her. It was savage but it was beautiful as well. Alex felt Becka really needed this surrender and he was going to do his best to make sure it was done completely and in the full spirit of sharing deep and powerful lust with his one and only true love. It was going to be a hard and intensely erotic experience. His cock erupted once more into Becka and his growls blew on her hair as his body kept taking her ass. His right hand slipped down and sent four fingers into her canal with his thumb on her clit again.
Becka thrashed and bucked under Alex as he sent more pleasure coursing through her body. Dimly she heard his words. “Yes. YES AGATHON PLEASE!” Her cry issues forth as he c8ms in her again, setting her off into another shuddering orgasm.
She lets out a pained cry as he suddenly enters her anus roughly. His hand in her cunt and his thumb on her sensitive button makes her quickly forget the pain, and her cry quickly becomes a moan. His pulling her hair and roughly handling her breasts make her cum again right on the heels of the last, and she doesn’t feel his thrusting the rest of the way into her ass and then rough pistoning.
Sudden lubrication in her ass makes his roughness more enjoyable, as does his treatment of her breasts. Orgasm after orgasm continues to follow one after another, and she is panting and gasping from the intensity of it all. The fingers that suddenly probe her vagina and her clit, drive her insane combined with his cock in her ass. She is shuddering so hard she can’t even hold herself up and short groans and gasps of enjoyment come from her lips.
As Alex owned Becka's ass he could feel her nectar pouring over his fingers and dripping down his hand and wrist. His cock was just pumping cum in her constantly now and her anus was as silky as her pussy. She felt the temporary release of her hair from his teeth. "Your ass has done some excellent service my love. It's obvious you have given it completely over to me. Tell me who's cunt this is. I love you, Rebeckah. Tell me how it's all mine." His faced moved towards her left ear and took control of it with his teeth. His throat lets out a growl that was feral and full of lust. His fingers popped out of her canal and pressed her pink and inner lips holding her ass up to him. His hips drew back to unsheathe his shaft from her anus that now dripped his cream, slightly agape from being fucked so thoroughly. His pelvic muscles tensed and sent his rod all the way home into her shortened canal. His cock head forcibly stretched her shallower honey pot as his hand held her to his lap, four fingers pressing around her bud and his thumb messaging her lower tummy.
He started plowing her pussy with force. Her orgasms mixed the pain of a hard fuck with the pleasure of hot pressured drive into her inner core and the intense waves of gripping passion her stressed silk sent through his rod. Her body kept shoving her thirsty cervix into his shaft. His cum frothed and mixed with her honey to make a milky liquid that dripped out of her stretched inner lips hugging the base of his cock and made rivulets down his nut sack that pulsed with the continual flow of seed it manufactured. His hand around her front smacked her breast with a light slapping sound and switched to roughly messaging the other breast. His teeth let go of her ear. "That is your cock to please my love. It is flowing like a river into you. Are you ready to drink from it?" His teeth closed back on her ear and growls filled her ear from his lungs.
It was exotic to feel the pain Becka offered up for his pleasure and the pleasure she was gathering from it. He could feel the punch his rod gave her canal at the base of his nut sack, but his cock mixed it with the pleasure down his shaft from her surrendering silk to turn it into a symphony of feeling. It was a very special surrender and it was refreshing to know that when Becka needed a good hard fuck she was going to be ready to take it. His teeth let go yet again. "I love you Rebeckah and this surrender will always be cherished in my heart."
Becka was beyond the ability to speak coherently; her brain just couldn’t make her mouth work and intelligible sounds issue forth. So, she takes the only option left her, their link. “I am yours Agathon. Heart. Body. Soul. That will never ever change.” She shivers at his growl, and a submissive whimper comes from her in answer to his dominance. His cock entering her needy canal makes her whimper more. As he pounds away pleasuring her further, she is panting in ever shorter breaths. He is going to set her off again very soon, and she knows it. His next question, with the help of a few strokes is what does send another orgasm coursing through her body. “Yes, please. Oh, Agathon.”
Alex felt the shudder of Becka's orgasm and his cock answered her by shooting more of his seed deep into her body. His lungs yelled out at scenting her folds yet again. Her crevice was a milky mixture of his cream with her honey and the ground beneath held a puddle. His hips pulled back and his cock pulled out of her dripping with cum and nectar. It bounced from the throngs of pleasure Becka's body had surrendered so easily to his invasion. His hands came away from her body as she fell to the ground, only to have yet more pleasure to surrender.
Alex reared up and grabbed her shins. Cocking Becka's legs forward, he turned her over roughly again to put her back to the ground. His knees popped up to put his feet beneath him and his legs launched him into the air again. He did a flip and twist above her that resulted in his face above her cum soaked cunt and his cock descending towards her face. He caught himself on his forearms holding his body horizontal to Becka's. His forearms lined up his cock with Becka's mouth and then released his weight when he saw Becka open her mouth for it.
Alex's cock sent its head into her throat and his face buried into her spread folds. He arched his back enough to pull the end of his cock out of Becka's throat, but there was no way to get the erection out of her mouth because his thighs came down and captured her head. His lips closed around the entrance to her canal first and sucked their juices from her, swallowing them down like fresh water. His hips started a thrust of her mouth that was a slow pace. Becka felt the head of his cock fucking her throat, giving her time for breaths before diving in again. Suddenly his hips closed down on her mouth fully and his cream fired down her throat. Alex's mouth moved over her bud and started sucking it into his mouth as his teeth played on the swollen bundle.
Alex's hand moved around her thighs. Four fingers entered her anus from one hand while the other four fingers entered her canal. Alex's tongue traced the fertility knot on her bud. As the knot completed. His mouth sucked her bud back up to get teased by his teeth with his fingers thrust both her lower cavities and his hips resumed thrusting her throat at a half pace to give Becka breaths. His cock started emptying into her continuously and he increased the time between thrusts of his hips, but did not slow down his invasion of her cunt and ass. Becka heard his voice in her mind. "I am yours forever, heart, mind, body, and spirit. I love you, Rebeckah."
Becka was a quivering, shaking mass and grateful to lie on the ground. She flopped bonelessly as Alex flipped her over. Opening her mouth as Alex’s hard member is right there, her tongue swirls around it for a brief moment before he pushes it into her mouth. His pinning her head made her whimper again, but she greedily took what gushed forth swallowing quickly. His work on her pussy had her hips rocking wildly and the added sensation of his fingers in her ass and cunt sent her into more spasms of released pleasure. Her mental reply even sounded short of breath from her exertions. “I love you. Agathon, you mean so much to me.”
Alex heard Becka's fatigue. His voice entered her mind again. "Are you spent my love? Your service is complete. I will carry you back to the kill and then the road. Your gift here will never be forgotten." His hips laid into her mouth sending another wash of cum to her stomach and his fingers stopped in a fully penetrating position of her cunt and ass. His mouth released her bud and set his tongue against it.
Alex was pretty sure Becka had given it all, but he wanted to be sure before he released her. He was still feeling energetic. The deer meat had done wonders for him and he felt himself again. The main hope was that Becka would not be afraid of rough sex again. With a little luck, the encounter had shown her she could fulfill her desires without fear. It was a special and intimate exchange where Becka had shown him deep trust once again. "Your trust means everything, Rebeckah. It's an integral part of your love I don't ever want to take for granted."
It was amazing how far off he had been on Becka's feelings for him. He took special mental note to beware of her words and actions. She had a way to cover up important things that he did not want to come that close to missing ever again.
“Mmmm.” Becka swallowed his latest seed as her pelvis rocked upward trying to get more of his fingers in her. Her mental voice came through fatigued. “I’ll try not to take you for granted anymore, Agathon. I am sorry. I’m not spent exactly. I am hungry. I thought I could wait to Feed until tomorrow night.” Her hands came up and shakily stroked along his rib cage. “But apparently not now.”
Except for her need, she would be completely content to lay here just like they were. Alex had just taught her a very important lesson, and wiped out the fear from Nicholai. She didn’t want this to end, but she needed to Feed. She wasn’t as bad as she’d been when she woke up for the night, but if she put it off, she might easily become that way, quickly.
Alex drew out his fingers from Becka and lifted his lap from her face. His hands pressed down to the ground and his arms launched him into the air again, separated his mouth from her pussy to come down in a squatting position on the ground to her right side. "Let's get you fed my love. I'm not well versed on where the pimps are in town, but maybe Litha's friends know a couple of spots. I do know where the drug slums are. I've raided them from time to time when things seemed tight on more wealthy targets. I do have a database on known sexual predators for the area as well, but I would need to borrow Litha's laptop to look it up."
He scooped up Becka into his arms. "Are you going to be okay carrying the meat for me or would you rather hold onto my back? I don't want you increasing your hunger by running." Alex was ready to run down Litha anyway. He had a feeling she had gone back to the kill. He leaned his head over and gave Becka a tender kiss. Feeling her lips on his, he realized he had missed them and the kiss morphed into a passionate one.
As her body finally calmed down her hunger grew a bit. She gave him a soft smile as he picked her up. “I could always Feed off Litha to put it off if needed. She’s done such for me before. And I’ll carry your meat. I wasn’t sure what Litha was up to exactly. Normally we just scout for the scavengers and watch them to be sure they find the meat. I think this was her plan though from the start.” She wrapped her arms around Alex’s neck, but before she could settle into the comfort of his hold, he was kissing her. She returned his passion, moaning into their kiss. Her mental voice drifted into his mind. “I really do not want to go back to the world yet. I like our little pocket of reality here.”
Alex looked into Becka's eyes and broke the kiss. "You can drink of me now, Rebeckah. Litha's blood isn't the only blood you are allowed to have." Her invitation to stay a little while longer was too hard to resist. He sat down beneath the tree bringing Becka into his lap. "Litha had a good plan. You were able to show your love for me again when I had mistakenly thought I lost it.”
His left hand took the inside of Becka's right thigh and pulled her lap open. His hand then traveled down her thigh to her knee and unfolded her right leg around his right hip. His cock was still erect and pointed at her cunt. His hands took her hips and pulled her lap into his. His cock slipped into her canal. His hands then took her in an embrace and his lips closed on hers in another passionate kiss. Her breasts pressed into his chest and it felt like he was home already.
He thanked the Earth Litha had brought him back and that Becka's love was far stronger than he had guessed.
Becka looked hesitant at first, but the look vanished as Alex arranged her on his lap, and then joined them once more. Her groan was quickly swallowed up by his kiss. While the need faded again slightly with renewed passion, she knew she couldn’t put it off much longer. Her mental voice entered his head, full of worry. “I am not entirely certain if I can control myself if I feed off either one of you. I was going to ask you to make sure I didn’t drain her. Will you be able to keep me from draining you? Will you help me?”
Her hips rocked in his lap, and her arms circled his neck and shoulders as she grew more excited. She loved this man very much, and her fears had nearly drove them apart. Her arms tighten around him, holding tight, almost as if she feared he’d suddenly disappear on her. And she’d once more be alone and lost again.
Alex heard Becka's plea. It was a very easy one. "Of course, my love. You know I can contain you even feral now. It will be safe. I've gotten plenty of practice pulling your hair now anyway." He smiled and winked. Her efforts to join their bodies and the feeling of her skin pressed against his was always so welcome. Her silk send pangs of pleasure into his pelvis as her rocking caused it to caress his shaft with her soft grip. It was good to be making love to her again. In some ways it completed the circle. This moment showed Becka that just because he had taken her in full surrender it didn't mean they could not make love when the mood was there. It helped progress past the initial dominance and demonstrate physically she never lost his respect in her surrender to him.
His head tilted to offer his neck to her. His right arm came up behind her neck and gently took it to let her know he had control and would not let her drain him dry. Alex was not going to let Becka accidentally trick him into thinking she hated him again. It had been foolish of him and it was more than obvious to him at that point.
She gave him a demure smile at the mention of hair pulling practice as well as a slight shrug. She didn’t say anything though as her hunger suddenly rose up like an evil think at the sight of him offering her his neck. Her fangs extended and her head darted forward to sink them into his exposed jugular. Her left hand slid up the back of his neck to tangle her fingers in the hairs at the nape. She greedily drank the sweet blood spilling into her mouth, low growls sounding from her throat. Her hips started moving faster and faster as the whole feeding and fucking suddenly excited her to near orgasm. It wasn’t long before her body stiffened briefly, arms and legs tightening around him just before she spilled over into a climax that very nearly took her breath away and made her body convulse.
The pain of Becka's bite mixed with the pleasure of her undulating hips. What had started with calm love making built up into a nice fuck. Her growls added to the sensation. Her cunt grasped at his shaft to work to pull more cum from it as her mouth drew his blood into her stomach. He felt the cling of her arms and legs around him as her canal started milking his rod in an orgasm. His loins replied in turn and started firing his thick ropes into her core. Her convulsion sent his body into shudders. "Oh, Rebeckah, I love you. The way you fuck me is just icing on the cake." As soon as his ejaculation subsided he calmed his heart. His hand grabbed her neck firm and pulled her fangs and lips away from his neck. His skin closed the open wounds. "You are a miracle." His hand brought her mouth to his and he passionately kissed her. The taste of his blood lingered in her mouth and he swallowed down the saliva that entered his mouth. He let his heart resume.
Alex was starting to wonder if Litha was returning. Becka had finally trusted him to drink his blood. It was wonderful thing to know she would let his blood into her veins. Despite the drain on him, he felt energized from the emotional reinforcement. She was actually going to enjoy the quickening from it as well. She would even be able to keep up with him a fair bit more, though he knew he would still be able to move faster and he was still very much stronger.
His hand moved back to taking her in a full embrace again. Becka's closeness was just too precious. There was still plenty of time and Litha knew where they were if she got bored. His link to Litha told him she was fine.
A snarl comes from Becka when Alex pulls her off, but his words quickly calm her and she looks a bit guilty for the snarl. The kiss was bliss and calmed her even further, making her forget her guilt and revel in his closeness. She snuggled into the embrace and moved her right hand to caress him. The Quickening hit her about that time and she ended up smacking his shoulder instead. She groaned. “Not again. You could have warned me.” She holds herself perfectly still waiting for her body to right itself again. “I guess one plus, and difference, we’re both naked this time, and I am already in your lap.” Her amusement is evident in her voice.
She made an experimental move with her hips and still moved faster than she’d been prepared for. It caused his hard shaft to stab rather deeply inside her, and while it sent shivers through her, she still froze once more. She settled for tightening and loosening her vaginal muscles instead, and though still faster than she anticipates, she figures is far less dangerous to his wellbeing than having her flail about socking him.
Litha had found the kill still undisturbed and settled in to eat. Not too long after her arrival though the coyote pack found it as well. Grabbing a chunk of the meat, she quietly slips away to leave them the kill. She takes a wide circle and returns to the couple from the opposite direction. She stays far enough back to watch as she finishes off the meat. Watching Becka Feed off Alex, Litha gives a nod, and then licks her fingers. Good, they are complete once more. She stalks the couple, quieter than the sound of butterfly wings. Once she is upon them her arms wrap around both and she nuzzles each in turn. “No more stupidity from you two. You hear me.”
Alex smiled at Becka encountering the quickening. "Mmm, you in my lap is the best place." The sensation of her gyrating hips sent a moan of pleasure from him. Her vaginal muscles continued to set him off though and his body shuddered at the sensation of her silk gripping his cock.
Litha's embrace was a warm welcome. Alex laughed out loud. "You have a deal my cousin." His body relaxed into the embrace of the two women he claimed that night. Becka's body still sent shivers of pleasure into his. "I'm surprised you can still walk straight enough to stalk like that. I'm going to have to work the two of you over on the plane tomorrow to fix that. Can't have my women stalking around half fucked." His tease was to let Litha know all was well and that they were now free to explore the wonders of feral sex without danger anymore. The smell of sex filled the air from all three of them. He marveled at how well the two women had taken his sex attack. Becka was only spent from hunger and Litha still seemed energized. The idea of exhausting them both was very tempting to him.
Becka was quickened now and Litha was newly fed. The scales were close to even now with the two of them. He doubted he could wear them out tonight. If anything he was caught between the two women and was slightly in danger of getting dominated himself. He was going to let them sooner or later. Litha was going to be hungry for it and Becka would probably join her. Given they had both let him own them, it was only a fair balancing act to let them own him.
Becka just carefully snuggled into Alex’s embrace more at his words. Her muscles never let up on his cock, even after her body finally sort itself enough to not have her flailing about like a clumsy toddler. Litha’s arrival caused her to shift a bit in his lap to snuggle into her embrace without leaving Alex’s.
A sultry chuckle comes from Litha. “Your women?” She glances briefly to Becka, trying to gauge something obviously. They’d shared many a man, and woman, in the past, but neither had been married to the third person. Finding no protest from Becka though, she turns back to Alex. “Mayhap ‘your women’ will wear you out on the plane tomorrow night. As for my stalking abilities, I am Lycan. No amount of… discomfort is going to keep me from my prey.”
Litha made herself more comfortable. She twined her right leg and foot with Alex,’s right leg, her knee against Becka’s butt. She slide her right arm down Becka’s back until it came to rest loosely around her waist. Her left arm moved until it found its way around Alex’s waist as well. She laid her head on his right shoulder and gave a quiet sigh. She, like Becka, was content to sit here with the two people who were suddenly so very important in her life. Taking the time for themselves before the press of the world had them by the throat again.
She studied Becka’s peaceful face not too far from her own. Alex was definitely an amazing man. He wasn’t afraid that he might have hurt her, or been hurt by her with their sexual encounter, being rough and brutal. And yet looking at Becka, calm and happy in his arms, he could equally be gentle and loving. Pity she hadn’t yet found a Lycan like him.
The Universe sat back and watched as the last ingredient to the newest Evolutional Brew was added. Alex’s Ancient Blood mixed and absorbed into Becka’s body. Reaching the twin life she carried, it worked its way into that life and made drastic changes. The twins would grow for the rest of the night and through the day until they reached a certain size. Becka would only be vaguely aware of the change. Until the next night when it seemed her belly had popped out in her sleep. Making her look four months pregnant.
Alex laughed at Litha. "Don't worry my cousin, you two will be free to try and wear me out. I'll bring my best." His tease had hit a chord with Litha and he almost felt guilty for getting under her skin. "You two are just lucky there is only one man in the mix. One of these days you'll have to round up a Lycan and then see where it goes." It was interesting to hear Litha refer to the after feeling as discomfort. He smiled wondering what word she had wanted to use.
Alex knew the bodies of the women would recover quickly. A human would have not done well at all, but they were going to come away just fine. Litha had been key in discovering the pleasure it gave Becka to be fucked roughly. He might never have realized just how much she enjoyed it so much if Litha had not set her off. Litha was always going to hold a special place in his heart for many things, but that alone was precious enough. It gave him immense pleasure to bring such fantasy to the two of them. It was an added bonus he could feel the pain he inflicted. It told him when it was too much and not enough. The women were more than safe with him. He wasn't going to do anything they did not desire. It wasn't about torture, it was about the amplification of their pleasure from the pain. He had had to do worse to Sofia. In many ways, their rough sex was tame and he was fine with that. He was just tickled pink he could do for them what he had done.
Alex had no idea his blood had caused such a change in the children. He still only thought there was one child. In fact, if he knew Lycans reproduced, he might have even been worried about getting Litha pregnant, but his ignorance on the matter left him in the assumption they added to their numbers by conversion just as the vampires did.
He thought about the trip back to the road. It would be nice to carry Becka with him in her. He had the meat to carry though, so that made things a little complex for that.
"You think we can make it back in time for some showers and a little cuddling in the bed?" For Alex, the prairie was nice, but wherever Becka was, was nice. Litha's presence was always going to be a welcome addition as well. She was definitely family to him now and no matter how it irked her, Alex's tease of calling her his woman really came with the heartfelt connection of family she held with Becka and him.
Litha gave a snort of disgust. “Won’t be happening anytime soon big fella.” She then chuckles. “But trying to wear you out, now that will be fun.” She suddenly stood up and then moved to grab Alex’s spoils from the kill. “Yeah we may as well head back. The coyotes found the kill with no problems.” She starts to walk away and after a few steps turns and looks at the two with an arched brow.
Becka sighed and groaned, not really wanting to move. But when Litha rose to go she scrambled up. As she thought about it, a shower or bath actually sounded good. She was generally more hygienic than she had been since meeting Alex. She looked down at him with a smirk suddenly. “Dirty Old Man, you are a bad distraction.” She then turned to join Litha.
Alex laughed again. "Mmm, you two are going to look like me on a DNA test when you finally throw in the towel." He winked at each woman. Alex walked up behind the women and gave them both a playful spank on their bottoms. "Mmm, you don't know how lucky two beautiful women like you make an old man feel. I'm happy to distract you two anytime." He put a kiss on the back of Becka's head and then on the back of Litha's head. "What do you think Rebeckah, should we let Litha sleep with us for a year? That's the Woman's Dance contract right? You think you can handle us for a year or that we'll bore you to death my cousin?" He was feeling very chipper and enjoying teasing the women. It was being a terrible flirt, but the fact that both women were covered in his seed made him disregard all pretense. Becka had been fulfilled and the future seemed reborn to him.
On a whim he picked Becka up and put her on his shoulders. Her weight on his frame was welcome and wonderful. His arms closed over her thighs and held her tight. "It's kind of silly making the pregnant lady walk all this way, don't you think?" Becka was extremely special to him and that was never going to change, but he felt love for Litha as well. She had rescued them from a nasty rift and there was never going to be denial of that fact in his heart and mind.
Both women gasped and whirled around at the spanks. They both shook their heads at him and then continued on. Becka wrapped an arm around Alex’s waist as they walked along. She gives a shrug. “I have no problems, but Litha gets bored easy. Think you’re up to keeping her interested for a whole year?” She gasps when Alex puts her on his shoulders. “Hey! Put me down! I’m pregnant, not handicapped! Besides I’m facing the wrong way anyway.”
Litha chuckled listening to both of them. “I don’t know, Agathon. Becka’s right, I do get bored easily.” She watched Alex place Becka on his shoulders. She chortled at Becka’s comments, nearly falling over at the last.
Alex had to laugh at Becka's joke as well. "If I faced you the right way, I'd never find the road again." Litha's comments seemed like an opening to him to tease her more.
"Mmm, maybe we need a bet for tomorrow on the plane. If I wear you two out before we get to Ireland, You have to settle down with Becka and me for a year. If you two wear me out, you can skip out on us as soon as you get bored. If we tie, Becka gets to decide which way to throw the bet reward. Sound like a deal?" He grinned at Litha. His tease was designed to get her to shrug the whole thing off. He hoisted Becka back down, giving her butt a kiss on the way back to her feet. "Mmm, maybe I should hold you in my lap on the way back my love. I'm sure Litha won't get jealous seeing as how I'm so boring to her anyway."
As they got closer to the road, Alex was enjoying the idea that the three of them clicked so well. Litha really did seem like an important glue to them. She was there when Becka needed a friend that was not her true romantic interest. Somehow her love for him created a barrier. Litha knew how to get through the doors of that barrier. It was a precious thing on the trip.
“And your point is?”
Alex’s reply and Becka’s return quip nearly did Litha in. She suddenly stopped and bent over howling with laughter. After several minutes she got herself under control and wiped tears from her eyes. “Oh, you two are too much.” She looked at Alex as he issued his challenge. He didn’t see Becka’s eyes widen or her jaw drop a bit with her sitting on his shoulders. He did see Litha’s eyes narrow slightly and a sly smile take over her lips. “You have a bet, Agathon.” The groan from Becka was worth it too.
Becka’s feet hit the ground lightly when Alex finally put her down. She looked at him over her shoulder with a strange expression. Then she shook her head and continued towards the road. “I’d be happy to sit in your lap, my love, but you have to keep your hands flat on the seat.” Litha cocked her head, catching the note in Becka’s voice. She looked at Alex and gave a quiet laugh. Saying nothing she followed Becka.
Alex turned serious. "Okay, I've screwed up here. Rebeckah, I was joking around and I crossed the line somehow. How do I fix this? I'm not sure we have a legal bet here Litha. Rebecka hasn't endorsed it and it does involve all three of us." Alex could kick himself for derailing the fun. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Rebeckah yet again. Hopefully he would get blasted for his stupidity. He dreaded the door locking potential for his screw up.
Both women turned and looked at Alex with pure confusion on their faces. Becka recovered first, still confused but not about to let him renege on a bet. “Oh no you don’t, Ancient. You, sir, have a bet, and you aren’t going to back out because you’ve suddenly gotten cold feet.” She has walked up to him wagging a finger at him, standing toe to toe as she finishes.
Litha though confused on Alex’s thinking, had to laugh at the sight of short Becka looking up at tall Alex and giving him a reprimand. It was like the squirrel chewing out the bear for getting to close to her nut stash. Litha chimed in suddenly. “What’s the problem Old Man? Afraid a couple of whelps will run you to ground?”
Alex got a 'who me?' expression on his face. "Very well, we have a bet." He was relieved Rebeckah wasn't offended by the bet. The thought of sex all night with the two women caused his cock to rise. HIs hands descended on Becka's bottom and lifted her up to his stomach. His rod was pointing at her sex as if to remind everyone where it wanted to be. His neck craned forward and gave her a kiss that had a healthy dose of passion in it as he started walking again. He broke the kiss off. "Just making sure everyone was on board." He smiled at Becka's beautiful blues before him. His hands lowered her to tease the end of his cock on her petals.
Becka squirmed a bit at being picked up, but the movement seemed to do nothing but make his member stand straighter at attention. She huffed at him until he kissed her. The kiss and the tease made her wet once more and she gave a quiet sigh. It wasn’t fair the ease that he had to make her body respond to him. She was going to have to get him back somehow.
Litha rolled her eyes and shook her head. Idly she wondered who was really pregnant. Becka with the sudden hunger needs or Alex with the mood swings. “Come on you two. Our rides nearly here and we still have to get dressed.” She moved off in the direction of their clothes.
Alex eased Becka's folds over his cock. He couldn't resist taking advantage of one last penetration before they had to get dressed again. They made it to their clothes all too quickly. The bounce of walking with his rod inside of Becka was very pleasurable. "I hate when the clock runs out." He lifted and let Becka back onto her feet. "Thank you for riding me beautiful. I love you." He gave her another passionate kiss. "We'll make it up later."
Reluctantly Alex put his clothes back on. He envied humans being able to stay up all hours if they so desired, but the envy stopped right about there.
Litha was already dressing when the two came to a stop. She bit her lip to keep from smiling at them. Becka just smiled after he put her down and kissed her. That had been very interesting, and she filed it away for a later exploration. She turned and quickly dressed just as their ride pulled up.
Litha strode to the vehicle and greeted Eagle as he got out and stood there. He said something that sounded harsh, and she responded in kind. Eagle gave a slight shrug and made some other comment. Litha looked at him with a smirk and practically purred her response at him. Whatever she’d said made his eyes narrow as he glared at her. She ignored him and climbed into the shotgun position. He too climbed back into the car.
Becka walked up slowly, watching Litha and Eagle. She raised her brow at their last actions, but didn’t ask. She climbed into the back seat and waited for Alex to get in with her. Once Alex was in, she took his hands and placed them palms down on the seat, then climbed into his lap, still holding his palms against the seat. Mentally she spoke. “I’d told you I’d sit in your lap, but only with your hands flat on the seat.”
Litha glanced back as Eagle took off, she did a double take then turned back facing forward, a low laugh from her drifting back to Alex and Becka’s ears. As much as she wanted to watch Alex squirm, Eagle was here and was quite the damper on the party.
Becka wiggled around in Alex’s lap as if trying to get comfortable, but she made sure her wiggle was in an up and down motion then a wiggle about one. Once she felt situated enough, she switched her wiggling to moving her hips in very tight, very slow circles. Her hands lifted off his until the tips of her finger rested feather soft on the backs of his hands, she then slowly ran them up his arms to his elbows. There she left off to continue raising them until her left wrapped around Alex’s neck, and her right continued the feather soft stroking on his face, neck, and ears. Her mental voice drifted into his mind again. “Remember, hands stay where they are.”
Alex had to rush to get dressed as well. His shoes were just barely on when the ride showed. Alex stood by Becka during the exchange between Litha and Eagle. He wished he had learned native American languages, but he hadn't and the mystery was just going to be a mystery. Alex slipped into the back with Becka. The walking experiment had turned into simple frustration for him. His cock was still rock solid and hungry for Becka.
Alex smiled when he realized what he had signed up for. His hands stayed in place as Becka climbed onto his lap. His cock was pressed against his lower stomach aching for her touch. His thighs received the only gratification though. His voice answered in her mind, "Okay my love. I'll behave."
Litha's laugh told him he was probably in trouble. The women definitely enjoyed getting the best of him and it seemed their conspiracy was a good one. Alex let out a deep breath as Beck wiggled around and caught his shaft in the crotch of her pants beneath his pants. His voice sounded in her mind again. "I see revenge is sweet my love."
Her ass and hips played his cock around. He literally squirmed at the frustration. His mind had to focus to keep his hands in place. His palms and fingers ached for Becka as much as his loins did. Her hands up his arms sent electric tingles up his body and goose bumps rose up his arms. Her left hand encountered a fresh rising of goose bumps on the back of his neck as her right hand caused his face to redden in pleasure as the light contact. She was driving him nuts and he wasn't going to be able to do anything about it until they reached the house.
His voice called into Becka's mind again. "Enjoy yourself. You are safe from my hands until we get to the house." Alex couldn't help but think Becka and Litha were deliciously dangerous for him.
A throaty chuckle escaped Becka’s lips. She stopped her hip movement for a few heart beats, then rocked her hips back and forth stroking his cock with her crotch briefly before stopping again. She then continued the very slow tight circles in the opposite direction. Her right hand slid down to Alex’s neck and started tracing the Fertility Knot. Her mental voice is full of amusement. “Mmm, so you say, but I have a sneaking suspicion you won’t have the chance.”