Love and War

Days had turned into weeks, the fighting within the territories was growing. Kalen and Kyo were being drawn out to handle business, warring factions. They were gone a lot more than with me these past few days. I didn’t resent them, for I knew this was a part of their lives. I just missed them terribly, cherished the times they were able to get to my house. I had made the house into a beautiful home, cozy and warm. I worked in the garden a lot, cleaning it up, healing the soil and plants. The guards kept me updated and company while they were away. Kalen pushed into the house, bloody and consumed with need, rage, missing me. He beelined to the garden, grabbing me, devouring kiss that was nothing short of magic. I mewled, “Kalen…”, my sentence cutoff by his aggressive fingers ripping my clothes into rags, tattered pieces, as his mouth began consuming my body while laying me on the floor. He barely undid his pants while pulling out his throbbing hard cock, slamming into my tight quivering pussy. “Oh fuck… Kalen”, I screamed out.

My fingertips trace trails of adoration and love across his face, kissing softly on his lips. His tongue bore into my mouth, his need for me not satiated while I feel him growing hard inside me. “It’s okay, my love. Do what you need to do, have me as you wish.” I granted him permission to fulfill his need, take me how he wanted. His hand wrapped around my throat, as he rammed back into my pussy, growing more savage in his thrusts. I stared into his eyes with submission and love for him, as he fucked and choked me violently. My body was twisted, contorted, my legs bent to his best possible position. I cried out, screamed in pleasure, even as he choked air from my throat. His cock spearing inside my tight muscles and folds, as he growls. He pulls out, positioning me on all fours, and slams into my ass, going balls deep. His cock piercings electrifing my anal walls, as my body shook and trembled violently. I was screaming, but little sound came out. My face red, tears streamed down my face, but he didn’t relent his brutal attack on my ass. I was orgasming so much, so fast, my cum was dripping into puddles between my spread knees.

It was a simple apartment but nice. I dropped my purse and jacket off by the door, after locking it. I went to my shower, turning the heated water on, stepped inside and washed. I dried off, and dressed for bed, tank top and panties. Information filtered in from both sides; South and North, about me from various sources. I was a brilliant student at college which is why I lived on the East side by the college. College was neutral ground, but not my apartment. Everything from my leash to utilities was reported. Also classes, studies, interests, as I was studying to be a doctor, unsure which field yet. I had recently broke up with a guy, not seeing anyone currently besides Kalen and Kyo in the same night. That behave was unlike me. But I sweet, innocent, friendly natured, so probably submissive in nature. My Father was a well known scientist for a huge corporation, CSO. Underground, My Father is known to experiment with hybrids. But I don’t seem to know about that world yet, or the mafia world either. I slept in my bed, uneasily, with a lot of twisting and turning.

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———— I slept for 24 hours solid. Kyo gently caressed my face, kissing my lips. My eyes fluttered open, seeing him smile, “Hey there beautiful, my precious”, he showered on to me, kissing me, “Are you okay?” I nodded, winced swallowing, my voice squeaky, “Yes”. My eyes darted around, “Kalen?”, as I held my throat. I could barely lift my head from the pillow. Kyo fed me warm soup, helping my throat.

I looked confused, “blue what? that’s not normal.” it was as if I was asking myself. I was unaware of this, and it concerned me. But I was weak and couldn’t investigate this just yet. He kissed my forehead tenderly, I looked up at him. I smiled at him with adoration, eating more soup. I was still tired, as I laid back down. Kyo wrapped himself around me, ever protectively, ever possessively.

I blushed, while shaking my head to Alex’s statement. I turn from them, as the glass of champagne is delivered to the dance floor, but I rejected politely, “please tell them no thank you, I don’t drink while dancing.” I watched the waitress walked away. I also added a bit of distance between myself and Alex. I just really wanted to dance on my own or with my friends. I looked over at my friends, watching men talking them up, little did I know they were seeking information about me. I danced, wearing a shimmering slinky dress that moved along my athletic fit body, hugging my curves, as my long platinum white hair curls bounced along my shoulders and back. My brilliant blue eyes sparkled over the dance floor and club.

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