Sylvie

Chapter 20: “Night of Chaos.” – Part 1.



Yes, I am fully aware that the current time in the book is during daylight hours and I named it "night".  Fun little duality.
-Gabrielle Morales

Softly moaning to her lover, Sylvie didn’t want to disturb the lovely sex-fueled gaze that she and Casey were locked in.  Comforted by the warm sunlit eyes that Casey had, Sylvie brought her girlfriend to the fifth orgasmic ride since they’d left the tub.  When Casey opened her mouth and mirrored Sylvie’s loving low moan, the elder vampire brushed her lips across her lover’s and gently tapped her tongue on Casey’s.  Sharing a touch of blood through their lips, Sylvie rose to her own finger-driven orgasm shortly after Casey’s.

After waiting for their bodies to stop twitching from their mutual bliss, Sylvie resumed her light and sex-fueled kisses, stopping to suckle on Casey’s wide nipples on her way to the young vampire’s tummy.  Blowing her breath lightly across Casey’s navel, Sylvie purred lightly and whispered suggestively, “You give so much, darling.”  Sylvie paused to kiss her way back so she could see the content look in Casey’s liquid gold eyes. “It was amazing to see you peer up and see your eyes at the end..”  Sylvie took an unnecessary relaxing breath and let her blood-laden breath caress Casey’s lips. “..I felt closer to you than I ever have, Casey.”  Sylvie pressed her lips firmly to her lovers and lost herself in their kiss.

Minutes slipped away from Casey’s mind as she tuned out everything around her except Sylvie’s lips heatedly to her own.  Unlike the fast and almost desperate kisses Casey flooded Sylvie with during sex in an effort to bring them both closer to an orgasm, Casey took this kiss slower and much more sensually.  Gently moving her mouth so that she could gently suckle Sylvie’s lips, Casey let the absolute passion of the moment pass through her like silk over her skin.  Finding that their lips were slightly sticky from the light coating of blood they shared, Casey licked the plasma clean and finally pulled slowly away from Sylvie’s inviting kiss.  Casey pulled her fingers free from Sylvie’s warm cunny and gingerly licked the digits clean. “I wanted to see inside your eyes while you came for me.  Something called to me and I needed to see your moons shifting for me.”  Casey expressed with an intoxicated tone. “Sylvie…Taini…”  Casey professed romantically, “…I..I…Yes, I felt the same thing.  A closeness that I can’t begin to explain…”  She smiled and nuzzled Sylvie’s cornrowed hair. “…and I don’t want to explain.”  Casey rolled onto her side and held Sylvie’s smaller form as she got comfortable.  Cupping one of Sylvie’s cheeks, Casey bit on her lower lip with a sex-fun look crossing through her bright eyes. “Mmm, I said you owed me four, young lady.”  She lightly kissed Sylvie’s small nose, “I didn’t expect you to double the count, my honey-apple.”

“You are the one that reminds me of honeyed milk, Casey.”  Sylvie announced as she licked Casey’s essence from her fingers.  Snickering softly between them, Sylvie raised one eyebrow. “You stopped what you really wanted to say, my blood-dove.”  She poked Casey on the arm.  “Well, out with it.”

Casey blinked in rapid succession in an effort to appear innocent. “Whatever are you implying, Sylvie?”  Casey teased and traced Sylvie’s lips with her finger. “It was a tender moment and what I was thinking didn’t seem to fit at the time.”  She quickly kissed Sylvie, “So I made the decision, and opted not to say it.”  Pursing her lips for a second, Casey’s brow furled. “You heard me saying it, didn’t you?”  She stuck out her tongue playfully. “I made your vision wrong for the first time. Ha.Ha.”

Undeterred by the little quip, Sylvie half-smiled and reached between her lover’s legs and slid her middle finger between Casey’s netherlips. “Now, then.”  Sylvie watched Casey’s eyes flutter. “I can either order you to tell me, or just rub right around…”  Sylvie pressed her thumb on Casey’s clit. “…here until you scream it out.”

Biting into one of the pillows with her fangs, Casey screamed in pleasure and shook her copper-strawberry hair desperately. “Devil Woman!”  She panted and felt her body jerk uncontrollably. “It-It didn’t fit…oh…my….”  Without warning, Casey flopped onto her back and reached orgasm then clamped her legs around Sylvie’s magical hand. “ffff….fuckkkk.I’m gonna cum…”  Casey swayed her hips and started laughing as the waves rippled through her body. “I…I was going…Mmmmm, My god Sylvie...I…I…ugh…gonna…ssay…Ppppussy-apple.”

Content with getting the answer she wanted and knew would get, Sylvie eased her lover back down from her orgasm and once more cleaned Casey’s thick essence from her fingers. “My vision wasn’t wrong, sweetheart.  You still told me.”  Sylvie climbed atop Casey and purred like a kitten. “You were right, it wasn’t the time to say that.”  She giggled then went completely silent.

“Sylvie?”  Casey leaned up and saw her partner's eyes locked and in different positions.  One iris was a full moon and the other a new moon. “Darling?”  Casey asked worriedly and flipped Sylvie so that she lay flat and propped on a pillow. “Are you with me, Taini?  Your eyes are scaring me..”  Unable to think of anything else, Casey slit a line across her wrist with her claw and forced some blood down Sylvie’s throat.  To her relief, Sylvie began drinking.  Casey counted to ten and pulled back and then licked her wrist closed. “Sylvie?”

“Something different is happening, Casey.”  Sylvie’s voice was no longer sweet and full of passion, but mechanical and almost dead.  During the few seconds that Casey seemed to panic, Sylvie felt her third eye open, and she was still in the room able to speak to Casey. “I seem to be here and in my vision at the same time.  You will want to call Martin, it's about your mother.”


-Jennifer Rivers-

 

When the feeling of being watched appeared in Jennifer’s dreams, the auburn-gray and violet-haired woman woke herself up and stretched her arms over her head, so she didn’t disturb her two companions.  To her left, Jennifer had a dear friend named Caroline sleeping comfortably and to her right she had Martin Shores wrapped around her very possessively.   Leaning over to kiss Caroline on her brown hair, Jennifer coaxed her partner awake. “Come on, you can’t sleep all day.”

Caroline peeked open one of her brown eyes and groaned, “Jenny, it’s like five-thirty.  Hardly all day, the sun is barely over the horizon.”  She pulled the covers back over her shoulder. “Give me another two hours.”

A half-second later, Jennifer heard Martin’s phone buzzing over and over.  Rolling her naked body to the other side, Jennifer nudged Martin. “Your phone is blowing up, babe.”

“Whgat?”  Martin tried in vain to speak coherently.  He picked up his phone and was suddenly wide awake and throwing off the blanket. “Mistress Casey, what can I help you with this morning?”  Martin didn’t think about how he addressed Casey in front of her mother.”

“Did you just call…”  Jennifer began to say when Martin held up a finger.

“I need to do what?  What is coming?”  He paused and pinched the bridge of his nose. “How the hell do I deal with it?  Mistress, where do I find bloodstone while I might only have a couple of minutes before this Shadewraith gets here?”

“Shade what?”  Jennifer leapt out of bed and pushed Caroline until the other lady rolled onto the floor with a few curse words.  She ran over to her wardrobe and tossed on what clothing she could find and stood in front of Martin. “Bloodstone?  I have plenty in my studio.  I use them in sculptures now and then, break them into smaller chunks for frames.”


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