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Under His Spell Ch. 01

By: jamax



Margie was thirty two and married to Norman. They had a teenaged daughter, Ellen, and in the last five years their marriage had settled into a very repetitive routine. She didn't consider herself unhappy, but she wondered sometimes about never having anything exciting happen anymore. Norman had begun to travel a lot on business and she found herself feeling very bored on the nights he was away. But tonight they were invited to a party through a client of Norman's and she was excited at the idea of going out. 

They drove to a large house in a very nice neighborhood where they were greeted by a maid and shown into a very crowded drawing room. Norman found his client and they were introduced to a few people before they were left on their own. She had two glasses of wine as they mingled and talked to the few couples that they had met before and then Margie found herself alone while Norman talked business with two men. 

She began looking over the room and noticed a very attractive man walking through the crowd. He was tall and lean with jet black hair and there was something about his eyes, that seemed very compelling. He walked up to a small group of people and they all turned towards him. She tried to look away but her eyes seemed drawn to him. His back was towards her as she stared at him and then he suddenly turned and looked right at her. She felt her face growing red as he smiled at her and then she quickly turned away in embarrassment. 

She walked over to the bar as she tried to compose herself and got another glass of wine. She didn't see him when she scanned the room again and then she saw Norman still talking business. She began walking towards him and she was half way there when a hand gently took her arm. She turned and gazed into the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen. It was him. 

"Hi," his deep voice said. "I don't believe we've met. I'm sure I'd remember if we did. My name is Luke Videl."

"I'm Margie Capwell," she stammered.

"Pleased to meet you," he said as he extended his hand. She reached out for it and trembled as she felt his warm skin.

"I didn't mean to stare at you before," she blurted and then she wanted to kick herself.

"I'm flattered that I could attract your attention," he replied with a smile. Margie considered herself anything but sexy but his words made her heart begin to pound. He asked about her husband and she pointed Norman out to him as she explained what he did and how they happened to be there. "You're bored with him, aren't you," he said.

"No," she stammered not believing her ears at the question.

"I think you are," he said softly. "I think you're looking for some excitement."

"We all get a little bored sometimes," she said defensively.

"Not everyone," he replied.

"What kind of excitement do you think I'm looking for?"

"Sexual excitement," he said. "I think you want more sex in your life. A lot more."

"What!" she gasped and he chuckled. "I... You..."

"I can see things in people," he laughed as she stuttered. "I know things." She was at a loss for words as he smiled at her embarrassment and then an attractive red head walked up to them. She slid her arm around his waist and then she kissed him on the cheek. 

"Is he being outrageous?" the woman asked Margie.

"I was just telling Margie that she's sexually repressed," he said when Margie didn't answer.

"Are you?" the woman asked, and Margie felt her face turning even more crimson.

"This is..." Luke said.

"Lili," the woman said as she held out her hand. Margie took her hand and the woman held it. "Be careful he doesn't put you under a spell," Lili said.

"Spell?" Margie asked.

"Didn't he tell you?" Lili said with a big grin on her face. "He has magical powers and he can cast spells on people." She looked at Luke and he smiled at her.

"It's true," he said. "But I only cast spells on my enemies or people who want to be enchanted. Do you want to be enchanted?"

"She's not ready yet," Lili said as Margie stood there dumb struck.

"Maybe next time," Luke said and then they both walked off.

Margie watched them disappear into the crowd and she felt like such a fool for the way she had acted. They were so alive and vibrant and all she had been able to do was stutter and stammer. She slowly made her way over to Norman and listened to the boring business conversation he was having. 

She turned several times when she heard people laughing and each time she saw Luke and Lili in the middle of the group making the noise. Norman also turned the last time. "That tall guy is Luke Videl. He's very rich and very influential," he said. "I wish I could get to meet him. And that redhead is his girl friend. Why don't you see if you can talk to her and then maybe I could get introduced to him."

"I can't just walk up to her," she protested. He shrugged and turned away. 

She looked around the room when they were leaving and spotted Luke and Lili again laughing with a small group around them. Just as he had earlier, he seemed to sense her stare and he turned. His blue eyes caught hers and he smiled just before she looked away. She felt her face getting red as Norman took her arm and led her to the door.

She thought about Luke a lot over the next week, especially when she was in bed. She would picture his eyes boring into hers and wonder what it would be like to be with him. It scared her when she would feel herself getting aroused but she couldn't seem to stop doing it. One night when Norman was away she had a dream that Luke was making love to her and she woke up in a cold sweat. Her nightgown was pulled all the way up and she could feel a damp spot on the crotch of her panties. She had never masturbated in her life but her hand moved between her legs as if someone else was controlling it. It surprised her when she had an orgasm and then she lay awake the rest of the night feeling guilty and confused.

She was in her home office trying to get some work done on a Thursday afternoon when the phone rang.

"Margie?"

"Yes?

"This is Lili. We met at the party last week?"

"Yes," Margie said as her heart started to beat faster. "I remember. How are you?"

"Just fine. We're having a few people over tomorrow night and I thought you might like to join us."

"Oh," Margie said. "I'd love to, but... Well, my husband is out of town on business."

"So?"

"I just... I thought..."

"It would be a good chance to get to know each other. Wouldn't you like to get to know me and Luke a little better?"

"Yes, but..."

"Are you afraid of falling under his spell?" Lili teased.

"Okay," Margie blurted realizing that her daughter was sleeping over at a friend's house.

"Good," Lili said. "We always enjoy initiating new members into our group." Margie wrote down the directions to their house with a shaking hand and Lili told her to dress casual and be there around eight o'clock. 

Margie had the same dream that night, only stronger and wound up masturbating again.

Norman called her from San Francisco at five o'clock on Friday night and said he would be working late and would call her in the morning. For some reason she decided not to tell him she was going out. She took a long hot bath after her daughter left to try to calm herself but she was still very nervous as she dressed and began the drive to their house. 

She had thought from the directions that it was in a very expensive neighborhood and that was confirmed as she drove there. She had to press an intercom button at a gate off the street and then proceed down a long driveway to a huge house. There were a dozen or so cars parked off to the side and a young boy ran up to her car when she stopped in front of the house. She walked up to the door and was greeted by a young girl in a very short skirt. 

"Hi," the girl said. "Come in and I'll call Lili." Margie walked into a large foyer as the girl closed the door and walked towards another room where the sounds of laughter and music could be heard. A few seconds later Lili was walking towards her.

"I was wondering if you changed your mind," Lili said.

"No," Margie said.

"Well, I'm glad you're here," Lili said as she kissed Margie on the cheek. "Luke was just asking about you." She took Margie by the hand and led her into a large living room. There were about twenty five people milling around and a bar set up in one corner. Margie recognized the Mayor and several other distinguished members of the community before Lili began introducing her to people. She was beginning to wonder what she was doing there when Lili led her up to a group that was standing around Luke. He gave her a big smile and then he put his arm around her shoulder as he introduced her to the rest of the group. She didn't even hear their names. All she could think about was that he was touching her. 

"You know what this means, don't you?" he whispered as he pulled her closer to him.

"What?" she asked him.

"That you're ready to be enchanted," he said.

"Maybe," she said nervously as his hand slid down her back to her hip. He kept it there while he talked to the other people and then Lili joined them with two glasses in her hand. One of the glasses seemed to have white wine in it and the other a thick white liquid. She held the second one out to Margie. "What is it?" Margie asked her.

"One of Luke's special potions," Lili said. "Drink it and you'll be under his spell." Everyone laughed and Margie felt embarrassed so she lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip. It had a strange sweet taste but it wasn't unpleasant. 

"That's a good girl," Luke said as he rubbed her back. She took a big drink from the glass loving the attention he was paying to her and everyone smiled. 

She finished the drink while the group made small talk and she began to feel very lightheaded. She wasn't much of a drinker and she wondered what kind of alcohol was in it and if it was making her high. But he kept his arm around her waist and she liked it. She was very aware of his hand on her hip and every time he rubbed her back it made her heart flutter. Then suddenly her head started to spin and she had to lean against him. "Are you okay?" he asked her.

"I feel a little dizzy," she told him as she gazed into his eyes.

"Would you like to go some place where you can sit down?"

"Yes, please," she said.

"Come on," he said and then he took her hand. She followed as he led her across the room and then down a short hall. He stopped to open a mahogany door and then she followed him into a room. 

"My den," he said as she looked around at the desk and bookcases. He led her over to a chair and she sat down while he walked over to a table. She saw him pour a glass of water from a pitcher and then he walked back over to her holding it. 

"Take these," he said as he held out two small white pills. "They'll make the dizziness go away." She put them in her mouth without thinking and then swallowed them with a big gulp of water. He took the glass from her and returned it to the table. She took a deep breath and the dizziness seemed to subside although she still felt lightheaded. 

"Better?" he asked from across the room.

"Yes," she answered.

"Stand up and let me look at you," he said. She got to her feet and he walked over to her. He caressed the side of her head and her cheek and she moved her face against his hand. "You could be pretty if you tried," he said. She didn't know what to say so she just looked into his eyes. She could never get tired of looking into his deep blue eyes. 

"Am I under your spell now?" she asked.

"Yes, you are," he answered and then he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She was surprised at first but then she realized she wanted him to do it and she was disappointed when his lips moved away. When he leaned forward again her arms went around his neck as if they had a mind of their own. She leaned against him when he kissed her and she heard herself sigh as his tongue pressed between her lips. 

She knew it was wrong to be doing this but she couldn't seem to control herself. She opened her mouth and then his arms moved around her waist to pull her closer to him. Her body pressed against him as his tongue swirled around hers and she felt more aroused than she could ever remember. His hands slid down to her ass when he broke the kiss and his mouth moved near her ear. 

"Is your pussy dripping?" he whispered as he fondled her ass. "I think it is. I think you want to be fucked. I think you want a big, hard cock in your hot cunt very badly." 

No one had ever talked to her like this but instead of being shocked it got her even more excited. She pressed her pussy against his cock and turned her face to kiss him. He teased her by running his tongue over her lips until she stuck her tongue out and pushed it into his mouth. She sighed when he finally returned her kiss and then his hands began to move over her body. 

She felt like she was in a trance as he rubbed her tits and then opened her blouse. He didn't bother to unsnap her bra he just pulled it up over her small breasts. She moaned when she felt his hands on her bare chest and then she winced when he pinched her nipples. It hurt but it also made her pussy feel funny. She was frantic now and she whimpered when his lips moved away. "Tell me what you want," he whispered to her. 

"I..." she stammered.

"Tell me," he said again.

"I want you... I want you to fuck me," she whispered.

"Louder," he urged her.

"I want you to fuck me!" she blurted surprised at herself for using the word. He slowly lifted her tight skirt up to her waist and then he kissed her again. She knew this was all wrong but she felt so aroused and in need of relief. She moaned when his hand moved between her legs and then she felt his fingers on her pussy. Instead of pulling away she began humping herself against his hand. His fingers pressed her panties between the lips of her pussy and she began to pant as he played with her clit. 


She was surprised when her body began to throb with pleasure and then she realized she was having an orgasm. She panted into his neck while his fingers danced over her pussy and then she leaned heavily against him. He rubbed her ass until she caught her breath and then he led her over to the couch. He made her sit and then he stood in front of her. 

"Take my cock out," he whispered. She felt like she had to do what he said. She looked at the bulge in his pants and then with trembling hands she reached for his fly. She fumbled the zipper open and then she slowly reached inside. Her fingers touched hot flesh and when she pulled forward she saw nine inches of semi-hard cock. 

"Kiss it," he whispered as she felt it growing harder in her hand. She had never engaged in oral sex and she had no idea of what to do, but his hand slipped behind her head and pulled it forward until her lips touched the shaft of his cock. She kissed it tentatively and felt relieved when he let her head go. 

But then his hand moved around his cock and he pointed the tip at her mouth. She watched it move closer to her face and then the tip touched her lips. It felt wet and slick and she wondered if he was going to make her suck it. It pressed harder and she felt powerless as she slowly parted her lips letting his cock move into her mouth. 

She felt helpless as two inches of his cock slid through her lips and then two more. She thought she was going to gag but then he began to move back. She felt saliva dripping down her chin when he took his cock form her mouth and then she looked up at him. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he whispered.

"Yes," she answered without hesitation.

"Say it," he said.

"I want you to fuck me," she whispered.

"Louder," he urged her.

"I want you to fuck me!" she said much louder. 

"Take your panties off," he told her. She pulled up her skirt and then she pulled down her panty hose and panties. His hard cock was close to her face as she leaned over to take them off. 

"Now lay down," he told her. She lay down on her back with her eyes closed and waited for him to tell her what to do next. "Pull your skirt up," she heard him say. She did as he said. 

"Now spread your legs open," he told her. She spread her legs apart baring her pussy for him and she felt him get on the couch between her legs. "Look at me," he whispered. She opened her eyes and saw him kneeling there with his cock pointing in the air. "Tell me what you want," he said softly as she stared at it.

"I want you to fuck me," she whimpered. He leaned over her and she tensed at the idea of being fucked by another man. Her husband was the only man she had ever had sex with but now she was going to be fucked by a near stranger. His big cock pressed against her cunt and she moaned as it spread her open and moved inside. 

"Your cunt is soaked," he said as he worked his cock in further. "I think you really need a good fuck." He put his hands on her tits and then he began to move on top of her. She felt his cock moving deeper and deeper inside of her with each of his strokes and then his face moved close to hers. "Relax," he whispered to her. "Relax and enjoy it." 

His words had a calming effect and she realized how good his cock felt as it moved in and out. "Don't you even know how to fuck," he said. "Spread your legs open more." She did as he said and felt more of his cock. "Now move with me," he said. 

She wasn't sure what he wanted her to do but he put his hand on her hip and she moved them the way he pulled or pushed her. Soon she was fucking back at him and her pussy felt better than it had ever felt before. "Isn't that better?" he asked as he rubbed her tits.

"Yes," she panted.

"Does my cock feel good?"

"Yes," she panted again.

"Say it," he told her.

"Your cock feels good," she panted.

"Now wrap your legs around my waist and it will feel even better," he said. She felt one of her shoes fall off as she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. "You're such a fucking slut," he whispered as he started fucking her harder. 

She fucked back at him and began to moan as she felt a monster orgasm building. He drove his cock into her several more times and then she screamed out in pleasure as she started to cum. Her whole body throbbed with a pleasure she had never felt before and she could hear herself making loud noises as she ground her groin against him. She was aware of him pinching her nipples as he pressed his cock deep inside her and she seemed to just keep cumming and cumming. Finally her body went limp and she felt dizzy as he moved her legs from around her waist and stood up. Then she snapped back to reality when she heard the door open and saw Lili walking across the room. 

"Oh my God," Margie thought expecting Lili to be furious at them but Luke just stood there with his huge erection pointing in the air and a smile on his face. Lili walked up to him and then she quickly knelt down on the floor taking his cock in her hand. She looked at Margie and grinned just before she pushed his cock between her lips and started to bob her head on it. 

Margie had never seen oral sex before and watched in fascination as Lili worked three quarters of Luke's cock into her mouth before she slowly let it slide out. Then she began rubbing his cock over her face as she looked up at him lovingly. He put his hand on the back of her head and she took the tip of his cock into her mouth again. 

Margie watched as Lili put her hands on his ass and then pulled him forward. She watched in amazement as all nine inches of his cock disappeared between her lips until they were pressed against his pubic hair. She knew his cock must be down her throat as Lili moaned and slowly shook her head from side to side for several seconds and then slowly moved her head back. Saliva dripped down her chin before his cock was out of her mouth and she took a deep breath before she rubbed the tip of his cock on her lips. 


Under His Spell Ch.01



Since I will no longer be positing Lost Girl on this site (check out my profile for the reason why), I decided to go ahead and re-post this old story, which is something I wrote nearly five years ago. It was the first story I ever submitted to Literotica, so you will probably notice that my writing style has changed a bit since then.

Anyways, for those of you who haven't read Under His Spell yet, I hope that you'll enjoy it. Happy reading!

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The aroma of coffee greeted Lynn as she walked through the doors of the coffeehouse, filling her nostrils with its rich, delicious scent. The coffee shop had a nice, cozy atmosphere with red velvet armchairs and small circular tables. Contemporary music floated from the speakers, mingling with the sound of the cappuccino machine. 

Making her way over to the counter she ordered her usual, which was a cup of coffee and a blueberry muffin. Then she walked over to her favorite table next to the window. After setting her coffee and pastry down she took a seat, cracking open the book she'd brought along. It was an adventure novel, something she'd picked up from the library a few days ago. So far it was turning out to be an interesting read, but she was only partially paying attention to it. 

The coffeehouse was getting busier, and soon a small line began to form in front of the cashier. A certain person in line really caught her attention, and while she couldn't see his face, the view from behind was very nice. He was tall, around six feet two, and had a slim build and well developed arms. 

As her eyes moved downward, they came to land on his butt and what she saw impressed her. The man had an ass a Greek god would be jealous of, but what really got her was his long hair. It was black, shiny, and nearly waist length. That long, gorgeous hair was so damn sexy. For as long as she could remember, she'd been irresistibly attracted to men who wore their hair long.

Lynn began to imagine what his face looked like and found herself wondering if he was American Indian. She knew that some of the men wore their hair long due to their cultural beliefs, and the presence he exuded suggested there was something pleasantly different about him. The line moved quickly, and within a few short moments, he was at the front. After giving his order he paid the cashier, then waited for his drink to be prepared. Lynn's eyes remained fixated upon him, waiting for the moment when she would see his face. 

After a few minutes of impatiently waiting, Lynn finally got a look at his face and she was far from disappointed. To say the man was gorgeous would be an understatement. He was, quite simply, beautiful. And he was indeed American Indian. 

His eyes searched for an empty table, and spotting one across the way from her, he sat down at it. Lynn felt her heart leap in her chest from the mere presence of him.

She figured he must have noticed her looking because his eyes met hers in a lingering gaze. She tried to smile, yet found that she couldn't. She was shy, and being in the presence of this man, who happened to be the epitome of her ultimate fantasy, was nearly overwhelming.

As he picked up his coffee mug, she noticed his hands. They were large, and his fingers were long and slim. He wore rings which were made of turquoise and silver, and as she studied his fingers, she found herself wondering what it would feel like to have them slide across her body. She imagined them moving up her thighs until they reached that place between her legs. Then they would travel further inwards until...oh gosh she had to stop. She couldn't think of that right now, not here. 

As if he'd been reading her thoughts the long haired cutie looked up from the magazine he was reading. As his eyes met her own, she felt her stomach do little flips, which was a sure sign that she was nervous. So naturally the next step was for her to turn into an embarrassing, awkward mess. 

His gaze was intense and unwavering. She allowed her eyes to lock into his for a few short moments but eventually found herself directing her attention elsewhere. She was too shy to keep eye contact and had always been terrible at flirting. 

Taking a bite of her muffin, she gazed up from under her lashes every so often to see if he was still looking.

He was. Picking up the mug of coffee, she took a large sip. It had grown a bit cold, but she didn't care, all she needed right now was to create a diversion. Unfortunately she ended up miscalculating the sip she was taking and some of it dribbled onto her white tank top. 

Lynn's cheeks instantly grew hot from embarrassment and as she set the coffee mug down she could still feel his eyes glued upon her. Grabbing a napkin from the table, she began patting the stain on her shirt, but it didn't seem to be doing any good, so she gave up and tossed the napkin aside.

Unable to avoid his stare any longer, Lynn found her gaze being pulled back to his. Those dark, intense eyes of his were still fixated upon her, gazing so intently that it almost seemed as if he were searching for secrets inside of her. The pull he had upon her was magnetizing. It wasn't a creepy feeling, but it was rather unusual. He was a complete stranger to Lynn, so why did it seem as if he could view things that were buried deep inside of her? 

Those eyes of his seemed to penetrate her very being. She couldn't help feeling intimidated and yet there was also something very erotic about the way his eyes were watching her. She still felt nervous, but she was willing herself to not look away. She'd had stare downs before, but this was beyond that. There was no malice behind this, only curiosity. She'd never had a man look at her in such a way before, and she felt a very strong urge to know who he was. He intrigued her. She wanted to speak to him but didn't know what to say, so she remained quiet, fixed into that hypnotizing gaze of his.

Her eyes were locked hopelessly into his and it didn't seem as if he were planning on releasing them anytime soon, so she just did her best to play it cool. She wasn't doing a very good job of it though because the napkin in her hand was being torn to shreds. Her other hand was balled up nervously in her lap, and her nails were digging into the flesh of her palm, leaving behind little indentations of crescent moons.

Lynn was beginning to wonder when and if he was ever going to speak. She kept waiting for him to grow tired of looking at her and unlock her from his gaze, but it still didn't seem as if he had any intentions of doing so. Neither of them wanted to stop staring. She found herself captivated by his eyes, and there was a strong energy which moved between them, an intense sexual heat. She realized that if a man could do this with his eyes then he must be amazing in bed. 

The look in his eyes told her that he was testing her, willing her to look away first, but she was determined not to. She'd invested her energy and willpower and was now determined not to let her nerves get the best of her. All around her people were drinking coffee and clattering dishes and talking and laughing, but Lynn barely noticed of any of it. All of that was secondary now. This heat, this energy between them enthralled her. She'd never experienced anything like it before.

His eyes captivated her, so dark and sensuous and deep. Then suddenly, she knew she couldn't hold out any longer. She tried to stop herself, but against her best intentions, the muscles of her mouth began to curl upward. As a smile spread across her face, he laughed. He knew she had been trying not to and was pleased that he'd managed to put a smile on her face.

She saw he had a beautiful smile, and his eyes seemed to light up with it. Lynn looked sheepishly down into her coffee cup then shyly looked back up at him.

"Excuse me for staring, but I think you're beautiful." His voice was sexy and deep.

"Thanks." If she could have blushed she would have, but her golden brown skin tone hid her abashment. 

When he stood up from the table he was sitting at, she felt her heart drop. She had only just met him, and already he was leaving. It was just her luck. she knew this was too good to be true. 

Then suddenly she realized that he was walking over to where she sat and as he reached her table he glanced down at her and gave her a little smile. 

"Mind if I share this table with you?"

She could actually feel her heart skip a beat as he said it. "Sure, go ahead." 

She was trying to play it cool but knew she was failing miserably. Her voice came out sounding high pitched. How embarrassing. Smiling at her, he sat down, setting his coffee mug on the table. Then he wrapped his hands around it, displaying those turquoise rings she loved.

"So, what's your name?" he asked. 

Her eyes focused on his lips, and she wondered what it would be like to kiss him. 

"Lynn," she answered shyly. 

"I'm Takoda, nice to meet you." 

"Likewise," she said. 

"Are you from around here, Lynn?" 

"Well, not originally. I moved to Oregon with my parents when I was sixteen." 

"No," he said, while laughing. "What I meant was do you live in this neighborhood?" He grinned at her. 

Lynn gave an embarrassed smile. "Yeah, I live a few blocks from here." 

"Cool. Well, I'm new to the area, so maybe you can show me around sometime." 

"Yeah, I might be able to do that." 

"Well, don't sound so excited." He gave her a little smile. 

"No really, I want to. I can show you some great spots to eat at, and there's even this cool little movie house that shows classic films. It's great." 

"I'd love that." He took a sip of his coffee then looked at his watch. "Well, I've got to go to work soon. Wish I didn't have to, though. I'd much rather hang out with you." 

"Yeah, too bad you have to take off. Maybe I'll see you around again sometime." 

*Well what are you waiting for? Give him your phone number already.*

She really did want to, but she didn't even have a pen or a piece of paper to write it on. It would look rather awkward to go up to the cashier and ask for a pad and pen. Besides, she was used to having guys ask for her number. She didn't want to seem desperate. 

Takoda took one last sip of coffee and stood up from the chair. "Well I guess I better get out of here. I have a long day ahead of me so I better get on the road."

Disappointment spread across her face. "Oh, all right. Maybe I'll see you around sometime." 

He gave her a funny little smile then walked over to a table a few feet away from them. Lynn's heart did a complete nosedive. He didn't even say good-bye. After the intense stare down they'd just had, and that amazing energy which had transgressed between them, all he did was just walk away from her and that was it? 

Well, any chance she'd had of getting with him was now nonexistent. How often did she meet foxy Native American men? This was like a once in a lifetime sort of thing and now he probably thought she'd just blown him off. 

*Well, it serves you right. You had your chance, and you didn't take it. Why didn't you just give him your phone number? Girl, what is wrong with you??* 

As much as she hated to admit it, the voice was right. Lynn watched as Takoda walked over to another table. The lady who sat at it looked up at him with big eyes, admiring his delicious physique and long, black hair. The adoring look she gave him sent a pang of jealousy through Lynn, but she really couldn't blame the lady. He was gorgeous and perfect and what woman wouldn't want him? 

As Takoda spoke to the woman, she nodded her head then pulled out a pad of paper and a pen. Takoda took it from her and wrote something on the pad, then tore off the sheet of paper.

*Oh great, now he's giving her his phone number. This has got to be the worst day of my life. I was so close, and I missed my chance. Oh man, this is bad, it's really bad.* 

Keeping her eyes planted on him, Lynn watched as he handed the pen and pad of paper back to the lady. Then he turned around and sauntered back over toward her. The woman at the other table watched as he walked away from her, and Lynn noticed that the look on her face was one of sadness. She was obviously very sorry to see him leave. But hey, at least she got a glance at his butt as a parting gift. 

Lynn turned her head quickly, trying to pretend as if she hadn't been looking. She feigned interest in her cup of coffee, but it had grown cold long ago. As Takoda reached her table, he placed a sheet of paper on it. Looking down at it, she saw that his phone number was scribbled upon it. 

Her heart skipped at the sight of it. She had been so sure that he was asking that lady for her phone number, when really he had just gone over there to get a sheet of paper and to borrow a pen. So she hadn't screwed up her chances. She struggled to appear cool on the outside, but internally she was celebrating

. 

"I was hoping you would give me your phone number, but when you didn't, I realized I had to be the one to give you mine. So, here it is. Call me sometime." 

He flashed his perfect smile, and she felt herself grow weak in the knees at the sight of it. 

"Okay."

"Looking forward to it. But now, I really must go." He held his palm out to her, and she placed her hand into it. 

Takoda bent his head down to place a tender kiss on her hand. As he did it, his hair fell forward and a few silky locks brushed against her skin. Her heart fluttered in response, and she found herself feeling as if she belonged between the pages of a romance novel. Was this actually real life? No man had ever kissed her on the hand before. Okay, so not only was he gorgeous, but he was also a complete gentleman. How could he possibly be single? 

Takoda ran his fingers through his hair, sweeping it back over his shoulders. "Well i'm off. It was nice meeting you and I'll be waiting for that phone call." He gave her a wink, then headed for the door. 

"Bye, nice to meet you, too." She turned her head to watch him as he left. 

His long hair blew in the wind as he walked across the street. The man could definitely be in a shampoo commercial. As her eyes followed his retreating form Lynn realized she hadn't ever seen a man as beautiful Takoda. Not only was he gorgeous but masculine and a gentleman to boot. How the hell did she get so lucky? Lynn watched as he got into his pickup truck and pulled away. Giving a sigh of contentment, she had to struggle to keep from pinching herself, because this most certainly had to be a dream.

* * * *

Two days had passed and Lynn still couldn't get Takoda off her mind. That smile, his dark eyes, and that gorgeous hair were all imprinted in her memory. Whenever she thought about his magnetic gaze she felt a strong surge of lust sweep through her loins. 

Since she had a job which allowed her to telecommute, Lynn always spent her Monday's at home, so she was casually dressed in a pair of fitted, black yoga pants and a blue tank top. 

It was now half past noon, which meant she was due for a break, so she went into the kitchen to fix a cup of tea. While she was waiting for the water to boil she eyed the slip of paper on the counter that had Takoda's phone number on it.

She'd wanted to call him the first day they met but hadn't wanted to come off as desperate, so she'd decided against contacting him. Two days has passed since their meeting in the coffeehouse and yet she still hadn't found the courage to phone him yet. The truth of it was that she was shy. She always had trouble making conversation, and the last thing she wanted to do was bore him, but she also didn't want him to think that she wasn't interested. 

Lynn picked the slip of paper up and went over to the phone, picking up the receiver to dial him. As she listened to the other end of the line ring, she began to doubt herself. What if she didn't know what to say to him? What if there came a lull in their conversation? She dreaded those awkward silences. They always caused her to clam up and grow anxious. 

When the phone got to the third ring, she hung up. She had to overcome her phone shyness. It would only ruin things for her and if she didn't call him then they could never get together. She thought it over for a few more minutes and then made the decision to call after she drank her tea. Maybe it would help to settle her nerves and allow her to gather her courage. 

*Yeah, sure. And then you'll chicken out again, right?*

She ignored the voice and made the tea. Then she headed out to the porch. It was sunny outside with a light breeze, a perfect day for porch sitting. Sitting down in a rocking chair, she leaned back and closed her eyes, listening to the melody of wind chimes ring. 

Her eyes had only been closed a few moments when there came a sound from inside of the house. Realizing it was the back door banging closed, Lynn's eyes flew open, and she bolted from her seat. Lynn rushed over to the screen door and pulled it open slowly making sure that it didn't make a noise as she closed it behind her.

It was probably just the wind banging the back screen door. 

She knew better, though. Lynn always made sure to latch the back screen door shut, so this possibility was very unlikely. As if to confirm this fact, the sound of a man's voice suddenly filled the air. So now there was no mistaking it, there was definitely somebody inside of her house. Her heartbeat quickened, and her mouth went dry with fear. She had to get to a phone, had to call the police and get help.

"Hello, anybody home?" the deep voice called out.

She didn't dare answer, only stood frozen by the door. She was too afraid to move. She tried to remember where she'd left her phone and then realized it was still in her bedroom, but in order to get there she'd have to bypass the kicthen, and that's where the voice was coming from. 

As the stranger's footsteps grew closer Lynn searched around for a weapon. Her eyes fell upon the poker by the fireplace but she ended up tripping over a pile of clothes to get to it, resulting in a loud thud as her body connected with the floor.

The footsteps rushed over to where she was, and when she lifted her head to look over her shoulder, she saw a tall figure standing before her. His presence was unmistakable. It was Takoda, and he was wearing a pair of painter's pants and a gray T-shirt. 

"Takoda, what are you doing here?" She was both confused and embarrassed. 

"You hired a painter, right? Here, let me help you up." He bent down and grabbed her by the arm, waiting until she had a firm grip before he pulled her up. 

"What were you doing? How'd you fall?" His eyebrows knitted in concern. 

"I heard someone in the house, so I got scared and panicked. I was trying to grab a weapon, and I ended up tripping. I'm okay, though. It's no big deal." 

"No, wait. It looks like you have a bruise forming here." Brushing a few strands of hair away from her face, Takoda gingerly touched the rising mark on her temple. "Are you sure you're okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Really." 

"All right. So I guess you were the woman who called in a few weeks ago to have the walls in your kitchen painted. You made arrangements to have your house painted today. Said you would leave the back door open and that it was okay to just come in and get started. Sorry I scared you." He still looked concerned and kept eyeing the bruise on her face. 

"Oh man, I forgot all about that. Precision painting services, right? I spoke to a Joe on the phone that day." 

"Yeah, Joe's my partner.I remember when your call came in because Joe was laughing about the color of your walls. Of course, I didn't know it was you then. I mean, we didn't know each other. Kinda funny how things worked out though, huh?"

"Yeah, interesting how that happened." 

There was a brief silence between them. She smiled shyly at him, tucking a curly lock behind her ear. Her heart beat rapidly from the close proximity of their bodies, and the fact that he was here in her house only increased her excitement. 




Under His Spell Ch.01



As her eyes roved over his face Lynn admired his prominent cheekbones and deep, sensuous eyes. Glancing at his strong arms, she began to imagine his pecs flexing as he pumped himself in and out of her tight, wet spot. As the carnal thought rushed through her head her body instantly reacted, causing the space between her legs to heat up.

Breaking the tension between them, Takoda said, "Yeah, well I guess I better get started on the painting. I really do feel bad about that bruise on your face, though."

"There's a bruise?" Lynn walked over to a mirror over the fireplace then lightly touched the spot on her temple. It was fairly small but still noticeable.

"Do you have a first aid kit anywhere? I think we should put an ice pack on it."

"Yeah, I keep a small kit in the bathroom. I'll go get it."

Once she was in the bathroom she grabbed the kit, taking a moment to glance at her face in the mirror. Her hair was tied up into a messy bun and a few curly tendrils hung around her face. The only makeup she had on was some lip gloss and a bit of mascara and she suddenly wished that she'd put more makeup on, but it was too late for that now. With the first aid kit in hand she exited the bathroom and took it out into the living room. 

"Got it." She placed it on the coffee table, then sat down on the couch next to him. She started to place the ice pack on her temple, but he took it from her, gently easing it out of her hand.

"Here, let me do that." He gingerly placed it against her head. 

"You don't have to do this." 

"I want to," he responded. 

After a few moments he lifted the ice pack up and checked the bruise. "Well, it looks better now. The redness is gone. But I feel like it still needs something else." 

"Like what?" 

"This." He leaned in closer, placing a soft kiss on her temple. 

He followed it up with another upon the cheek, then further down on her neck. As he placed his lips on her chest, she could feel his breath and her heart began to quicken. As Takoda lifted his head up he pressed his lips to her own, and as their lips met, she was certain she felt sparks.

As his tongue slipped into her mouth Lynn was filled with a level of ecstasy she'd before experienced. To say that he knew how to kiss was an understatement. His lips worked expertly against her own and she became lost in the experience. Enraptured by his touch, Lynn pushed out a lusty moan.

Pressing his lips against her neck, Takoda left a trail of tender kisses along her collarbone. 

His soft touch made her skin tingle and the touch of his lips had her melting in his arms. Then she felt his hands on her stomach, sliding further up until they reached the mounds beneath her top. 

Sliding his fingers beneath the straps of her top, he slowly slid them down over her shoulders. She felt his fingers slide beneath the top of the shirt, moving slowly as his eyes glanced deeply into her own and just before he peeled the shirt off of her he paused. She could see in his eyes that he was searching for any hesitancy on her part but she only stared back at him, silently expressing that she was offering no objection.

With his fingers hooked beneath the fabric of the tank top he slid it down, exposing the skin of her breasts for his hungry gaze. Now they were exposed for him, inviting him to touch and play. He cupped one in his palm, leaning forward to place his tongue on it. Then he began to trace small circles around her nipple. Around and around it went, spiraling its way slowly inward. 

"Oh," she sighed breathily.

His tongue came tantalizingly close, yet never quite made it to the hard points of flesh. It was driving her crazy, and he knew it. Takoda's tongue moved around in tight circles, coming so close to touching her nipples and as soon as there were almost there his appendage retreated, refusing her the very thing that she was so badly craving. 

"Takoda, please..." Lynn pushed her chest out, hoping he would oblige. 

With his eyes peering deep into her own, Takoda continued the blissful torture, enjoying the powerful effect that he had over her. Lynn was just nearing the end of her patience when he finally decided to give in, sweeping his long, skillful tongue across her peak. As a jolt of electricity swept through her body Lynn gave a sharp inhale. 

He flicked his tongue back and forth a few times, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth. Then he gave the same attention to her other breast.

"Mmmm," her lips parted in delight as she released a moan. 

Lynn could feel the space between her legs heating up. She'd never wanted a man so badly before. She needed to feel, suck, touch and taste every inch of his body. He lifted his head up, placing a tender kiss on each of her nipples. Then he grabbed hold of her waist, pulling her up onto him so that she was straddling his lap.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, with an energy so hot it threatened to consume them. She ran her fingers through his long hair, letting the glossy strands weave themselves between her fingers. She could feel his hands on her bottom, squeezing and fondling the curves of her flesh.

Using the tip of a finger, he placed it on her neck, moving it slowly down her spine until it reached her backside. It continued to trace its way between the crevice of her ass. As it passed over that forbidden area, she felt a spark shoot through her. The tip of his finger came to a stop once it met with the heat between her legs. She was so wet it had soaked through her pants, dampening his finger with her excitement. 

She wanted him so badly that her clit was aching, and each time he ran his finger over it, she pressed her hips into him. Lynn felt an insatiable need to have this man inside of her and judging from the tent in his pants, she could tell that he felt an urgency as well. 

As her hand slid up his thigh she felt his erection poking from beneath the fabric, urging her to release it from the constraint of his jeans. Willing herself to break the kiss, Lynn whispered against his lips.

"Take me into the bedroom."

As she wrapped her legs around his waist, Takoda lifted her up from the couch. And holding her tightly in his masculine arms, he carried her out of the living room.



Under His Spell Ch. 01



"Let me have it, honey," Lili whispered. "I want to have it." Luke nodded and Lili took his cock in her mouth again. She bobbed her head several times working her tongue and lips on it and then Margie heard them both moan. She watched his hips move forward and she saw Lili swallow as some thick white sperm oozed out over her lips and down her chin. 

She remembered how his cock had felt on her lips and wondered if he had expected her to suck it. Then Luke looked at her as he caressed Lili's hair. It made her feel very strange and somehow a part of what they were doing. She watched Lili swallow again and then she gave his cock several wet kisses before he helped her to her feet. Then he kissed her tenderly even though she still had his sperm dripping from her chin. When they stopped they both turned and looked at her. 

"Thanks for getting him nice and hard for me," Lili said as she licked her lips. Margie began to feel very uncomfortable. She pulled her bra down and closed her blouse and Luke picked her panties up off the floor. He handed them to her and she quickly pulled them on. 

"Was she any good?" Lili asked Luke.

"She tried," he said. "Did you get everything on tape?"

"Yes," Lili answered proudly and Margie wondered what they were talking about. 

"Come here," Luke said to Margie holding out his hand. She got off the couch and he pulled her over to them. "Here's the situation," he said as he looked in her eyes. "You're my slave now. You'll do anything that Lili or I tell you to do. Anything. Do you understand?"

"I'm not your slave!" she said.

"You are!" he said firmly. "You a fucking slut who's never had enough cock."

"No!" she whimpered.

"Yes!" he said. "You want to be dominated. You want to be told what to do."

"No," she said.

"You wanted to be fucked," he said. "You wanted me to fuck you. You wanted my big cock in your hot cunt. How many times did you cum?"

"I don't know," she whispered.

"You're my slave," he repeated. "I know you want to be. I know you want that slut inside of you let out. I know you want me to tell you what to do."

"No," she said again.

"But you need an excuse," he said with a smile. "It's hard for you to accept so you need an excuse. I understand." He nodded to Lili and Lili walked over to a TV in one corner of the room. Margie couldn't see what she was doing but when she walked back towards them the TV was on. 

"Watch the screen," Luke told her. She looked at the blue screen and then suddenly she was standing there with Luke. She was confused for a second but when she saw him kiss her she realized that Lili must have video taped them. She watched as he ran his hands over her body and opened her blouse and then she heard herself moan when he bared her tits and felt them. She thought she remembered him talking to her but you couldn't hear his voice at all on the tape. Then she heard her voice very clearly saying, ‘I want you to fuck me.'

"Tsk, tsk," Luke smirked. "What would Norman think of that." She shuddered at the thought and then watched the screen as he lifted her skirt and she began humping her pussy on his hand. It was obvious that she was having an orgasm and she blushed. The scene went on and then she was sitting on the couch and taking out his cock. She watched herself kiss it and then it was pressing between her lips. 

"Do you suck Norman's cock?" Luke asked her. "Have you ever had his cock in your mouth like that? Should I send a copy of this tape to him?" She was speechless but she couldn't take her eyes off the screen. She heard herself tell him that she wanted to be fucked and then her panties were off and she was lewdly spreading her legs open for him and asking him again to fuck her. Then they started to fuck and she recalled how his cock felt inside of her. She started to feel aroused again and it scared her.

"There must have been something in that drink or the pills you gave me!" she blurted.

"It doesn't look like you're being forced to do anything," he said. "In fact, it looks like you're enjoying it very much." 

She heard herself moan and saw her legs move around his waist. Then she was screaming out in pleasure and thrashing under him. She hadn't realized that she was hugging him and kissing his face as she came and she realized he was right. No one would ever believe she had been forced to do it. 

"That's enough," Luke said to Lili and the screen went blue again. "You'll do whatever I tell you to do," he said to Margie. "You'll do it because you want to do it. You're under my spell because you want to be. There's a hot bitch inside of you waiting to get out, and you know I can let her loose. But, just in case you need an excuse we have this tape. I think you can imagine what would happen if Norman saw it. And believe me, if you don't do everything I say, he will see it. Is that clear?"

"Yes," Margie whimpered.

"Good," he said. "Now put this on." He held his hand out to her and she saw a black mask in it. She took it from him and she saw it had no eye holes. "Put it on," he told her again. She put it on and trembled as she tried to figure out what would happen next. "Now go with Lili and do everything she says," he told her.

"But..." Margie stammered.

"Shut up!" he said firmly. "Don't get me angry. You'll be very sorry if you do." She was cowering at the tone of his voice when Lili took her arm.

"Come on," Lili said and then she began leading Margie towards the door. "Just do everything I tell you to," she said softly. "Or else." 

Lili seemed to be leading her back to the living room and she could hear sounds from the room as they neared it. When they reached it the sounds stopped. 

"This is Luke's new slave, Margie," Lili announced in a loud voice and then Margie felt Lili lean close. "Just keep your hands at your sides," Lili whispered to her. "No outbursts or you'll regret it." Margie thought of all the influential people at the party and thought it would end now. Surely they wouldn't do anything to her. Then she felt a hand on her breasts. She flinched and Lili pulled her forward.

"Is Luke going to make her tits grow," a male voice laughed.

"Perhaps," Lili's voice answered. 

"Show me your legs," a female voice said.

"Lift your skirt," Lili told her.

"No," Margie whimpered.

"Do it!" Lili said. "Do it, or else!" Margie felt tears forming in her eyes as she began lifting her skirt with both hands. "All the way up," Lili's voice ordered when she stopped half way up her thigh.

"Oh, my God," Margie thought as she lifted her skirt higher. "All these people are looking at me. What must they think." She lifted her skirt all the way up to her waist and Lili made her hold it there.

"Not bad," the female voice said. "May I touch?"

"Go right ahead," Lili answered and then Margie felt fingers run lightly over her crotch.

"I see she's been excited tonight," the voice said.

"She was begging to be fucked," Lili said. "Weren't you, Margie?"

"Yes," Margie whispered and then she felt a hand on her ass. She shuddered as each cheek was fondled and then she sensed more people moving close to her. She shut her eyes tight as hands began moving over her body feeling her breasts, ass and crotch. She wanted to scream but at the same time she felt herself getting aroused. It upset her and Luke's words kept playing over and over in her mind. Did she really want something like this? Would she do whatever he told her to do? 

Fingers began tugging at the buttons of her blouse and she felt her skirt being opened. She bit her lip as hands caressed her thighs, ass and breasts and then her hand was moved to a man's crotch. She felt a hard cock through the pants and then her other hand was put on a woman's breast. She just kept her hands limp as fear and arousal swept over her. 

Then her blouse was pulled completely open and her skirt fell to her feet as she was turned in a circle and her hands were pulled over cocks, breasts and pussies while her breasts, ass and crotch were probed. She whimpered when a fly was opened and her hand was moved inside to feel a hard cock.

"That's enough for tonight," Lili's voice said softly and Margie felt the people moving away from her. Lili pulled her skirt up and Margie inhaled the aroma of her perfume as she reached around her to fasten it. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" Lili asked as she pulled Margie's blouse closed. Margie didn't know how to answer so she didn't say anything. 

Lili took her hand and she meekly followed her back to the room they had left. Lili took the mask off her as soon as the door closed and she saw Luke standing there.

"Well?" he asked.

"I think she liked letting everyone touch her," Lili giggled as she walked up to him. "But she didn't return the favors." She put her arms around his waist and then she lifted her face to be kissed. Margie watched as Luke leaned down. Their lips touched and his hands ran over her tits and she rubbed her body against him. They kissed for almost a minute before Luke looked at her. 

"Take your clothes off," he said. She hesitated until she saw a look come into his eyes and then she pulled her blouse open. She took it off as he opened the zipper on Lili's dress, and then her skirt as Lili took her dress off. Lili wasn't wearing a bra and Margie looked at her full tits and see-through white panties. 

"The bra," Luke said as he took Lili's tits in his hands. Margie reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra as Lili ran her tongue over Luke's lips. She stood with her arms folded across her chest while Lili kissed Luke very passionately. She opened his shirt while she humped against him and Margie felt her pussy getting wet as she watched. Then they stopped and Luke gestured to her to come over. 

She walked across the room towards them and Luke put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. She wanted him to kiss her and when he did she parted her lips right away. She knew it was crazy to be doing this with Lili standing right there but the whole night had been so crazy and she was feeling things she never felt before. His tongue drove her wild as it swirled around her mouth and she pressed against him as his hand moved over her ass. She was breathless when he lifted his head and looked at her. 

"Now kiss Lili," he said. She couldn't believe her ears but Lili turned her head with her hand and then her lips were pressing against hers. They felt so soft and wet before they parted and her tongue slithered into Margie's mouth. She didn't know what to do but then she felt Lili's tits pressing against hers and it made her feel so strange. When Lili's lips moved away Luke grabbed Margie's hair and roughly turned her face towards him. He kissed her hard and she moaned as she tried to press against him. The kisses were so different but they were both turning her on. She whimpered when he pulled her hair again and her lips moved from his. 

"Tell me what happened outside," he said.

"People touched me," she whispered.

"Where did they touch you," he went on.

"All over," she answered.

"Tell me!" he said sharply.

"My breasts," she said quickly. "They touched my breasts."

"Tits," he said. "Call them tits."

"They touched my tits," she said. 

"Did it turn you on?"

"No," she said softly.

"It turned you on when I touched your little tits," he said. "Didn't it?" 

"Yes," she whispered.

"Feel Lili's tits," he told her. She lifted her hand to Lili's chest and then she cupped Lili's full tit. "Don't stop," he told her and then he put his hand on her left breast and Lili put her hand on the right one. She rubbed Lili's tit while they rubbed hers and then he pinched her nipple. She winced with the pain but it caused a sensation between her legs. "Where else did they touch you," Luke said.

"My ass," she said. "They touched my ass."

"You have a skinny ass," he said as he ran one hand over it. "Where else."

"My vagina," she whispered. 

"It's a pussy or a cunt," he said. "Say it."

"They touched my pussy," she said.

"Did you like it?" he asked.

"No," she said.

"Did they rub it like this?" he said as he ran his hand from her ass to her crotch. His fingers pressed her pussy lips apart and she pushed forward against them. 

"No," she sighed and then she whimpered when he took his hand away. 

"You're such a slut," he whispered. "Do you want to cum?"

"Yes," Margie panted. "Please..."

"Rub Lili's pussy and she'll rub yours," he said. Then he took Margie's hand and moved it to the crotch of Lili's panties. Margie looked at him as he pressed her fingers into Lili's pussy and then she felt Lili's hand between her legs.

"You're all wet," Lili said to her.

"She's a slut," Luke said as he moved Margie's hand back and forth. Margie felt Lili's pussy as her hand was moved and then Luke let go of her. Lili stopped moving her hand when Margie did and Margie didn't want her to stop so she began rubbing Lili's pussy again. Lili smiled and her hand began working Margie's pussy again as she leaned forward. 

"Put your hand down my panties," Lili said. Margie looked up at Luke.

"Do it," he said and then he tweaked one of her nipples very hard. She winced and then she lifted the palm of her hand to Lili's stomach. She slid her fingers inside the waistband of Lili's panties and she started to move her hand down again. She inhaled sharply when she felt pubic hair and then her fingers touched soft, wet flesh. 

"She is a slut," Lili said to Luke as she teased Margie's clit.

"Take my cock out," Luke said to Margie. Margie started to take her hand from Lili's panties but Lili stopped her.

"Use your other hand," Lili told her. Margie reached for Luke's fly with her left hand and opened the zipper. She shuddered as she slipped her hand inside and wrapped her fingers around his cock. It felt so hot as she pulled it from his pants and looked down at it. 

"Do you like having cocks and pussies in your hands?" Luke asked her. She didn't know what to say and she winced when he pinched her nipple.

"I don't know," she whimpered.

"You do," he told her. "You're a slut who wants to cum. You do want to cum, don't you?"

"Yes," she panted as she pushed her pussy against Lili's hand.

"Will you suck my cock if I let you cum?" he asked her.

"I don't do that," she said and then Lili took her hand away.

"Please," she whimpered.

"Will you suck my cock," he said again.

"I don't know how," she said.

"You don't know how to do anything," he said. "But you want to learn. I know you want to learn, because you're a slut."

"I'll teach you," Lili said.

"Will you suck my cock," he asked for the third time.

"Yes," Margie gasped. "Yes." They both pulled her panties down until her pussy was exposed and then they both began rubbing it. Margie started to moan and she realized she was stroking Luke's cock and still rubbing Lili's pussy. She gasped as a finger slid into her cunt but then she began humping against it wanting so much to have an orgasm. Finally her sexual tension released and she made a loud noise as she started to cum. Her body throbbed with pleasure again and it felt so good even though she knew this was all wrong. 

Their hands kept moving until her legs felt weak and she had to lean against Luke to keep standing. She was aware that they were kissing as she remembered what she said she would do. "I can't do it," she was thinking as Lili pulled her down to her knees in front of Luke and then knelt down beside her. 

"Watch me," Lili said as she took Luke's cock in her hand. She rubbed the tip on her lips and then gave it several wet kisses before she put it in front of Margie's face.

"Do you think you're too good to suck my cock," Luke said when she hesitated.

"No," Margie whispered.

"Then do it, slut." Margie closed her eyes and then pressed her lips against the tip of his cock. It felt hot and wet from Lili's saliva.

"Kiss it and lick it," Lili told her. She pursed her lips and touched them to it. She had kissed the shaft earlier in the evening but kissing the tip now somehow seemed different. Then she stuck out her tongue and very tentatively gave it a small lick. She was surprised that there wasn't any taste just the same heat and wetness that she felt with her lips so she licked it again letting her tongue stay in contact with it longer.

"That's it," Lili encouraged her. "Lick it all around. Get used to how it feels." Her heart began beating faster as she moved her tongue around the head of his cock and then gave it another kiss. 

"Now watch me take it in my mouth," Lili said to her. Margie sat back on her heels and watched as Lili took the head of his cock in her mouth and then began to slowly bob her head forward and back. 

"Uhmmm," Lili crooned around it when she had six inches of it between her lips and then she slowly let it out. "Take it in your hand and do the same thing," she said. "Just run your lips along it and work your tongue on it. Don't suck it. Just use your lips and tongue." Margie took Luke's cock in her hand and realized it was longer and harder than before. 

She hesitated for a few seconds and then she closed her eyes and moved her mouth towards it. The tip touched her lips and she parted them to let it through. She pressed her lips around it and then she touched it with her tongue as she moved forward slightly. 

"I'm sucking a cock," she thought as she bobbed her head slightly. "I have a stranger's cock in my mouth and I'm sucking it." She felt herself getting aroused at the idea of what she was doing but then she thought about him cumming and she got scared. The idea of having a man's sperm in her mouth seemed repulsive and she stopped moving her head. But he put his hand on the back of her neck and pushed more of his cock into her mouth. 

She thought she was going to gag but she was able to overcome the urge. Then he began moving his hips and she felt his cock getting harder as it slid over her lips. She was amazed that it didn't bother her to have his cock in her mouth but she was still afraid of him cumming. She opened her eyes when he pulled his cock from her mouth and then Lili was pulling it towards her. 

"Put your face next to mine," Lili said as she put her arm around Margie's shoulder and pulled her close. Margie watched as she rubbed the tip of Luke's cock on her lips and chin and then gave the tip a slobbering kiss. 

"Now you," she said and then she pressed the tip against Margie's cheek. Margie moved the tip of his cock slowly over her cheek noting how smooth it felt and then moved it quickly across her lips to her other cheek. 

"Kiss the tip and head," Lili told her. Margie moved the tip to her lips and ran her tongue over it as she kissed it. She flinched when she felt something else touch her tongue and when she opened her eyes she saw Lili licking his cock with her. 

"Kiss it, for Christ's sake," Lili said and then she pressed the tip against Margie's lips. Margie gave it a wet kiss feeling Lili's tongue again before his cock pushed through her lips. She held it there until Lili pulled it out and took it in her mouth for thirty seconds. Then it was rubbing on her lips again. She took the tip in her mouth without hesitating and ran her tongue around it until Lili pulled it away again. Then she found herself wanting it back as she watched Lili rub it over her cheeks. She could feel her pussy dripping as she watched Luke's cock move between Lili's lips and keep going until his balls slapped against her chin. 

She was amazed as Lili pressed her lips against Luke's pubic hair before she slowly began moving her head back. She was ready when Lili pushed it back towards her and rubbed the tip on her lips. She was just opening her mouth to suck it when she felt hot, thick fluid squirt into her mouth and coat her tongue. It took her a second to realize that it must be his sperm and then several things began to happen at once. 




Under His Spell Ch. 01



The first and most surprising was that she started to cum. She moaned in pleasure as she tried to move her head back and then more hot fluid splattered on her lips and chin. She could feel his sperm in her mouth as Lili moved his cock over her lips and chin coating them and she could feel it dripping onto her chest as his cock was forced between her lips again. More hot fluid shot in her mouth and she had to swallow. She gagged as she tasted the salty sperm and then his cock moved away. She sank back on her heels panting for air and feeling very dizzy.

When she opened her eyes they were sitting on the couch looking at her. "You can leave now," Luke said to her very matter-of-factly. She realized all she had on was her panties and they were pulled all the way down below her crotch. She folded her arms over her chest and began looking around for her clothes. She saw them on the floor and got up to get them. They ignored her as she started to get dressed and when she looked at them again they were kissing and Lili was stroking his cock while he rubbed her pussy. She was afraid to go back into the living room so she waited until they stopped kissing. 

"Is there another way out?" she asked softly. 

"Through that door," Luke said pointing to the other side of the room.

"Am I okay to drive?" she asked him.

"Why wouldn't you be," he laughed.

"The drink and the pills," she said.

"Punch and aspirin," he said. "You got fucked and sucked my cock because you wanted to. Because you're a slut." She felt her face turning red as Lili leaned down and popped his cock between her lips. "Go," he said. "Remember the tape and don't do anything stupid. I won't hesitate to use it." 



Under His Spell Ch. 02



Margie had met Luke and Lili Vidal at a party and Luke had told her he had her under his control. She thought it was preposterous but she had gone to their house and Luke and fucked her and got her to suck his cock. And Lili had taped them doing it! Then he made her touch Lili until she came. She couldn't believe it had happened but they had the tape and said they would show it to her husband if she didn't do what they told her.

Margie drove home with no problem and went right to bed. She could still taste sperm in her mouth as she lay there thinking about being fucked and letting a bunch of strangers touch her. And then touching his wife and sucking his cock with her. 

"They must have drugged me," she kept telling herself. "I'm not like that. I'm not that kind of person." But she kept remembering how his cock felt inside of her when they fucked and how much she had cum, and that she had an orgasm when he came in her mouth. 

"I was drugged," she kept saying as she tossed and turned but she kept picturing his big cock and wondering if she would ever see him again.

She woke on Saturday hoping it was just a dream but quickly realized it wasn't. She picked up her daughter and they did some shopping but she couldn't get her mind off what had happened. She jumped each time the phone rang and when she talked to Norman she didn't say anything about going out or what had happened.     

She dreamt about Luke again that night. He told her she was under his spell and had to do whatever he said. Then he ripped her clothes off and made her suck his cock until it was hard. It seemed so real when she lay down on the bed and spread her legs open as she stared at his cock. Then he began to fuck her and it felt so good. She woke in a sweat and swore she could hear him laughing at her. She tried to keep from touching herself but she couldn't. Her right hand slipped under her panties and she thought about Lili and Luke touching her as she rubbed herself to a small orgasm.  

Norman came home on Sunday and took her right up to the bedroom. He gave her a perfunctory kiss saying he missed her and then he began to undress. She took off her shorts and panties wanting him to fuck her, and he was on top of her right away. But he came as soon as his cock moved inside of her and all she could think of was how small he felt. She was very frustrated as he told her how good it was and then he rolled off her and went into the bathroom to shower. She dressed and went downstairs to make dinner.  

She had another vivid dream that night. They were in his living room with the same group of people that were there that night. She was standing next to him wearing only panties and a bra and he was rubbing her ass as he talked. Then he whispered in her ear that he wanted her to suck his cock. When she hesitated he reached in his pocket and took out some pictures. She saw they were of him and her fucking and she got down on her knees in front of him. 

She could feel everyone's eyes on her as she took his cock out of his pants and then he began rubbing it over her face. She could feel how hot it was and it made her want it in her mouth. She kissed the tip when he rubbed it on her lips and then she took the head in her mouth, but he pulled it away a second later. She could hear everyone laughing as she tried to get it in her mouth again and she felt very embarrassed. He teased her a few more times and then he pushed his cock between her lips. She told herself she had to do it because of the pictures and then she started to suck on it. She woke up with two of her fingers in her mouth and Norman snoring beside her.      On Monday she had trouble concentrating on her work because her mind kept wandering to images of him. It was driving her crazy and she began thinking about whether she could really be under some kind of spell. She answered her phone when it rang at one o'clock and immediately recognized Lili's sexy voice. "How are you?" Lili asked.   "Okay," Margie said nervously.    "Luke said he's been visiting you at night in your dreams," she laughed. "He says you've been having a great time together." Margie was struck speechless at Lili's words. "I'm going shopping and Luke suggested I ask you to go with me. He says you need new underwear."   "I'm working," she said. "I work at home."   "I know," she said. "But you can play hooky, can't you? It will just be a few hours and Luke said he would pay."   "Well..."   "Terrific," Lili said. "I'll pick you up in forty-five minutes. Wear a skirt so it will be easy to try things on."   Margie was waiting for Lili to ask for directions when the line went dead.  

She changed into a skirt and blouse and was just finishing her makeup when she heard a horn beep outside. She looked out the window and saw a bright red sports car sitting there. She wondered if this was a good idea but rationalized that it was too late now to back out. She went outside and Lili reached over to open the passenger side door. 

The car was very low and Margie felt her skirt riding up as she got in. "Hi," Lili said cheerfully and then she leaned over and gave Margie a kiss on the lips. Margie didn't know to react but she didn't have to as Lili put the car in gear and backed down the driveway very fast. The tires squealed as she hit the break and then threw the car into gear and accelerated down the street. Margie noticed that Lili's skirt was hiked all the way up to her crotch and she couldn't keep from eyeing her shapely legs.    "Do you like my car?" Lili asked.   "It's nice," Margie said as she tore her eyes from Lili's legs and looked around the posh interior.   "Luke gave it to me for my birthday," she said. "Handling the gear shift makes me think of his cock and gets me so horny." Her legs moved as she shifted gears again and Margie saw the white flesh of her thigh above her stockings. "Do you drive a stick shift?"   "No," Margie said. "I never learned how."   "It's very erotic," she said as she slowly stroked the shift lever. "He made me sit on it once. You can still smell my pussy on the knob," she giggled. Margie blushed not knowing how to react to this kind of talk and then they were both quiet as she maneuvered the car onto the highway.   "Why did you say Luke could put a spell on me?" Margie worked up the courage to ask. "Is that some kind of joke?"   "It's not a joke," she said. "He can do things... You've just seen a little of his power. How he can see into people's souls and bring out certain things in them."   "I must have been drugged," Margie said, but Lili just smiled and kept driving.  

They pulled into a very swanky shopping center that Margie had only read about. Lili parked and then waited for Margie to get out of the car. "Luke says we have to do something about your underwear," she said as she took Margie's arm and began leading her towards one of the stores. They went inside and Lili led the way towards a section of the store that had panties. "He likes the look and feel of certain materials," she said as she picked up a pair and felt them. "What size do you wear? Six?"   "Yes," Margie answered.   "He'll like these," Lili said as she picked up a very sheer pair of white ones. "Let's see what other colors they have." Margie followed Lili to another counter where she selected several more and then they went over to the bras. "What size?" Lili asked again.   "Thirty four," Margie said.   "A?"   "B," Margie said defensively.   "Do you always wear a bra?"   "Yes!" Margie said.   "That will change," she said as she picked up two. "He's not crazy about bras. He likes to be able to feel your tits whenever he wants to."   "Why should I care what he likes," Margie said.   "Because you're his slave," she said. "Let's go try these on."   "No," Margie said.    "You want to be sexy for him, don't you?" she said as she took Margie's arm. "Don't you want him to fuck you again?" Margie began to blush and Lili tugged her arm. "Of course you do," Lili said and Margie let her lead the way to a dressing room.    "Take your clothes off," Lili said when they were inside. Margie's head was spinning and she just stood there looking at Lili. "Come on, I'll help you," Lili said. She made Margie turn her back and then she opened the button and zipper of Margie's skirt. She pulled it down over Margie's hips and it fell to her feet. "Now the blouse," Lili said and she reached around and began opening the buttons. Margie couldn't believe what was happening but she felt powerless to stop it. She inhaled the aroma of Lili's perfume and then held her arms so Lili could take off her blouse. Then Lili turned her again. "You do dress like an old housewife," Lili said as she looked Margie over from head to toe. "Let's start with the bra. Take it off."    Margie reached behind her back and unsnapped her white cotton bra. She began letting it slide down her arms and then Lili took it from her. "Put this one on," Lili said holding one out. "It's a shelf. It will push your little tits up and out and make them look bigger." Margie was sensitive about the size of her breasts and she winced at the words but she took the bra and put it on. It had no front and her tits just sat on a little ledge. Lili moved both hands to Margie's chest to adjust it and then turned her towards the mirror. "Not bad," Lili said as they both gazed at Margie's reflection. 

"I can see your nipples getting hard," Lili giggled. "Are you getting horny?"  "No," Margie said but she could feel her crotch getting damp.

"Take your panties off," Lili told her. 

Margie felt embarrassed but she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Then Lili handed her a new pair and she put them on. "Let me see," Lili said and then she turned Margie towards the mirror. Margie could see her pubic hair plainly through the thin material. "You can see your pussy through them," Lili remarked and then she ran her hand over Margie's ass. "They fit good in the back. How about the front?"

"They're okay," Margie stammered. 

"Let me see," Lili said and then she ran her hand over Margie's hip and down the front of the panties. "Nice and snug," she said and then her hand was on Margie's pussy. Margie gasped as she felt Lili's fingers dance lightly over her slit. "We don't want to get these all wet, do we?" Lili said.  "No," Margie panted.

"Take them off," Lili said. Margie was breathing very heavily as she pulled the panties down and Lili helped her take them off. Then Lili's hand went right between Margie's legs. "You're wet," Lili said. "Do you think I'm wet?"

"I don't know," Margie stammered confused by what she was feeling.

"Should I take my skirt off so you can see?"

"If you want to," Margie whispered.

"Help me," Lili said and then she turned her back to Margie. Margie fumbled with the zipper of Lili's skirt and it fell to the floor. Margie looked at the cheeks of Lili's firm ass around a pair of red thong panties as she stepped out of them and then Lili was facing her again. 

"See if I'm wet," Lili said and then she took Margie's hand and moved it to the crotch of her panties. Margie closed her eyes as her fingers touched Lili's pussy. She felt a damp spot and realized it excited her that Lili was turned on. "Your nipples are hard," Lili whispered. "Open my blouse and see if mine are hard."    Margie felt like she was in a trance as she opened Lili's blouse and saw her tits come into view. Then Lili's hand was on her pussy again. "Give me a nice kiss and I'll make you cum," Lili whispered. "You want to cum, don't you?"

"Yes," Margie whimpered. 

Lili pulled her close and their tits touched just before their lips. Margie parted her lips for Lili's tongue and then their bodies were pressing together. Lili's hands moved to Margie's ass to pull their pussies together and Margie moaned at the sensation as her excitement overtook her reason. Lili humped her pussy on Margie and Margie got the idea and began humping back at her. They kept kissing and Lili lifted Margie's hands to her tits. Margie squeezed them oblivious to what she was doing, just wanting to cum. She felt Lili's hands running over her body as they kissed and humped and then she started to cum. She moaned with pleasure and Lili's hands went back to her ass to grind their pussies together. It was over a minute before her spasms subsided and then Lili began laughing.

"You're so fucking horny," Lili said when Margie looked at her. "And you make so much fucking noise. They probably called the police," she said with a big grin. "We better get dressed." 

Margie felt very confused by what had happened and she quickly put her clothes back on. The salesgirl gave them a big smile when they came out of the dressing room and Margie felt her face turning red as Lili led her to the cash register.

"I can't afford these," Margie whispered to Lili.

"I told you Luke was paying," Lili said. "He even made a check out to you." She fished in her purse and then she handed Margie a check. Margie saw it was made out to her for three hundred dollars. "They'll cash it here for you," Lili said. "Just endorse it." 

Margie signed the check as the clerk totaled the purchase. It came to two hundred and sixty dollars and the clerk took the check and gave her forty dollars change. Margie tried to give the cash to Lili but she just frowned and pushed her hand away. They went back out to the car and began driving back to Margie's house.

"Are you going to blame what just happened on drugs?" Lili teased.

"You have the tape," Margie said.

"Luke's right," Lili said. "He's always right. You're a very horny person who doesn't get enough sex."

"No," Margie said, but Lili just laughed. Her skirt rode up again as she shifted gears and Margie couldn't help peeking at her legs. It was up to her crotch by the time they pulled into Margie's driveway. 

"You came so fast I didn't have a chance to," Lili said.

"I'm sorry," Margie stammered.

"Rub my pussy for me," Lili urged her. Margie looked at her crotch but didn't move. "I made you cum," Lili said as she took Margie's left hand. She put it on her pussy and pressed the fingers against it. Margie felt the soft flesh and her hand began to move. "That's right," Lili cooed as she spread her legs apart. "Rub my pussy and make me cum." 

Margie couldn't believe what she was doing but she seemed helpless to stop. She kept telling herself that they had the tape as she pressed her fingers into Lili's slit and began to move her hand up and down. "Rub my clit," Lili said as she moved Margie's hand higher. "There... Right there," she said when Margie felt the bump of flesh. Margie rubbed it and Lili cooed in her ear.    "Now rub my tits," Lili said. Margie kept rubbing Lili's pussy while Lili opened several buttons of her blouse, then Margie slipped her right hand inside. She fondled Lili's tit and Lili sighed. "Pinch my nipple and rub my clit harder," Lili told her. Margie did as she said taking a nipple between her fingers and moving her other hand faster.    "Uhmmm," Lili moaned softly and then she began humping against Margie's hand. Margie looked out the window of the car praying that nobody would see them until Lili stopped moving and pushed her hand away. "Thank you, sweetie," Lili said and then she leaned over and kissed Margie. 

"Are you going to tell Luke what happened?" Margie asked nervously.

"Of course," Lili answered. "I tell him everything."

"I only did it because of the tape," Margie blurted.

"Sure," Lili grinned.

Margie spent the rest of the afternoon feeling confused by what had happened and wondering why she had ever agreed to go shopping with Lili. She vowed it would never happen again and tried to put it out of her mind. When she woke up the next morning she realized she hadn't dreamed of Luke. She felt relieved but on another level, disappointed. She was upstairs at nine o'clock that night when she heard her office phone ringing. She couldn't imagine who would be calling on that line so late but she went into the office anyway and answered it.

"Hello, slut," Luke's voice said. As soon as she recognized it her heart began to pound. 

"Don't call me that," she pouted.

"Why not," he said.

"Because I'm not a slut," she said.

"You are," he went on. "You let me fuck you, and you let a bunch of strangers feel you up. You even sucked my cock."

"You made me do it," she said.

"You wanted to be fucked. You needed a good fuck."

"It was the drink and the pills," she said defensively.

"Was it a drink and pills today with Lili?"

"That was different," she said.

"Making out and cumming in a dressing room," he said. "Tsk, tsk. That sounds pretty slutty to me."

"Lili made me do it."

"Did she make you rub her tits and pussy in your driveway?"

"You have the tape," she stammered.

"Did her pussy feel nice? Did it turn you on to rub her pussy and her tits?"

"Stop it," she whined.

"Did you buy nice panties for me?" he asked in a softer tone.

"Lili picked them out," she said.

"Can you see your pussy through them?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Did it make you hot to see yourself in them?"

"I don't know," she said suddenly feeling very warm.

"It did," he said. "It made you hot and you had to rub your pussy on Lili so you could cum."

"No," she murmured.

"Yes. You humped your pussies together and felt her tits. You're a slut."

"No," she whimpered.

"Did you miss me last night?"

"I don't know what you mean," she stammered.

"Yes you do," he said. "You've been playing with yourself every night when you dream of me."

"No," she said.

"Tell me the truth!" he barked. "Don't lie to me!"

"I can't help it," she said. "I wake up and I feel so..."

"Tell me what you do."

"I touch myself," she whispered.

"Where."

"Between my legs."

"Your pussy," he said. "Say it."

"My pussy," she said. 

"Say it all."

"I touch my pussy," she panted.

"How long do you touch it."

"Until I have an orgasm," she said.

"Until you cum. Say it."

"Until I cum," she whispered. "I touch my pussy until I cum." 

"And what do you think about when you rub your pussy."

"I don't know," she said.

"Tell me!" he said.

"You," she whimpered. "I think about what we did in the dream."

"About me fucking you?"

"Yes."

"And sucking my cock?"

"Yes."

"In a room full of people?"

"How do you know that! How can you know what I dream about?"

"I know everything about you," he said. 

"How," she said.

"Lili told you, but you didn't believe her."

"That can't be true," she said and she heard him laugh.

"What are you wearing."

"A robe," she said.

"What else."

"A nightgown... and panties... and slippers."

"Take your robe off."

"No!" she said.

"Don't you ever tell me no!" he snarled. "Never! Now take your robe off!"

"Can I please close the door," she asked meekly.

"Do it!" he barked. She laid the phone down and quickly walked over to the door. She closed it and pushed the button to lock it. Then she took off her robe as she walked back to her desk."

"I took it off," she said as she picked up the phone.

"What else did you do."

"I locked the door," she told him.

"What kind of nightgown are you wearing."

"Just a regular nightgown."

"Long or short?"

"Long. Nylon."

"Can you see through it?"

"No."

"Take it off," he told her.

"Please," she whined.

"Take the nightgown off!" he barked.

"Okay," she said somehow not wanting him to be mad at her. She stood to pull her nightgown over her head and then she sat down again. "I did it," she whispered.

"What kind of panties are you wearing."

"Pink ones," she said. "High. Not like the ones we bought today."

"Do you want to know what I'm wearing?"

"What?"

"Nothing," he said. "Do you wish you could see my cock?"

"No," she said.

"Yes you do," he teased. "And you'd like me to fuck you again, wouldn't you."




Under His Spell Ch.02



Once they got to the bedroom Takoda placed Lynn on the bed, undoing the bun in her hair so that her locks fell free. Then he began to undress her. He removed her top first, then her pants, sliding them off of her shapely thighs. Despite his urgency to be inside her, he took some time to relish her beauty. 

She had smooth, golden brown skin and the prettiest almond shaped eyes he had ever seen. Her breasts were a little more than a handful, perky and firm to the touch. Then his eyes fell upon the space between her legs, and he realized her could smell her excitement. 

Hooking his finger beneath the fabric of her panties, he slipped them down over her hips. After tossing them aside, he began to undress. 

As he pulled his shirt over his head Lynn's eyes feasted upon his smooth, strong chest, causing her heartbeat to quicken at the sight of it. He was most definitely the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes upon. When he began to unbutton his pants, she rose up off the bed, pulling herself into a sitting position to help him take them off. 

"Here, let me," she offered. 

Grabbing the hem of his pants Lynn undid the zipper and pulled down his jeans. Once they were around his ankles he kicked them off with his foot. His cock bulged beneath the boxer briefs he wore. Lynn traced her finger along the outline of his erection, causing it to shift and stir anxiously. 

Pulling back the elastic waistband of his shorts, she slipped them down over his hips. His cock sprang free from its confines, a mere few inches from her lips. It was at least eight inches and thick. She'd never thought of a man's penis as beautiful before, but this one most definitely was. Lynn had heard the tall, lean guys were usually hung well, and now she could see it was true. Placing her lips on his torso, she slid her tongue along the trail of hair which led down from his navel. 

She snaked it all the way down, causing him to hiss sharply as it made contact with his stiff rod of flesh. Then her lips were on him, sliding along the underside and then up and over the purple swollen head. 

"Mmmm...oh yeah," he groaned, looking down at her through slitted eyes. 

Enclosing her mouth around his shaft, she slowly slid her mouth down then came back up again. She worked her mouth at a leisurely pace, gradually increasing to a quicker speed. She began to massage his balls, pleased by the way they tightened beneath her touch. Whenever her mouth met with the crown of his cock, she swirled her tongue around it, sending shivers up his spine. 

"Oh fuck yes," he breathed, grasping a handful of her hair. 

She could tell from the reaction of his body that he was loving every moment of it. With one hand on his thigh and the other pressed against his stomach, Lynn could feel his abdominals flexing in response to her touch. Deep moans elicited from his mouth and every now and against he would tug gently on her hair, releasing pleasured little sighs from her lips.

Lifting her gaze, she noticed that his eyes were still trained on her, intently watching the movement of her head. Pulling her head back, Lynn allowed his penis to slide out of her mouth. Placing her tongue at the base of his shaft she slid it further down, lightly tracing her tongue along his balls. 

His body jerked from the contact of her tongue against the sensitive skin there, and as she took one of his sacs into her mouth he gave a deep groan. As the taut flesh of his balls entered the warm cavern of her mouth she began to suck lightly upon them, gently massaging the globes with her tongue.

With her eyes still lifted to rest upon him, Lynn watched as he tilted his head back, lifting his chin to the ceiling as his mouth parted in a heated gasp. The palm of her hand was stroking his erection while her tongue continued to pleasure him, kneading and sliding against his balls which were tightening in their sac.

The muscles of his stomach tightened beneath her palms, and she could tell from the tenseness of his body that he was going to come at any moment. Loosening his grip upon her hair, Takoda lowered his chin so that he could look down at her.

"I'm going to lose control if you keep working your tongue on me like that. You don't want me to cum too quickly, do you?" 

Lynn withdrew one of his heavy sacs from her mouth with a wet pop. Then she licked her lips. The sight of it made him want her even more.

"Now lie back on the bed and spread those beautiful legs for me." His voice was deep and commanding. 

Lynn complied, quivering in anticipation as he climbed onto the bed. He placed a kiss on one thigh, then on the other, slowly moving his way up until he reached her pussy. Her lips were swollen, with the glint of liquid trickling from beneath the folds. He parted the folds of her vagina, sweeping his tongue across the pink flesh within. 

Placing his tongue on her clit, he began to flick away at her sensitive little bud. Lynn's thigh muscles tightened and her body jolted forward as she gave a breathy gasp. 

He licked and tasted and sucked, making it grow rigid beneath his touch. Then just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, he thrust his tongue inside of her. She writhed beneath him as he did it, grasping him by the head as he fucked her with his tongue. He devoured her, fueled by fevered moans which came from her mouth. 

It turned him on to no end, hearing her respond to him like that. His dick grew even harder, throbbing with the need to be inside of her. 

She felt his tongue stiffen inside her, moving back and forth and in and out of her heat. When he rolled his tongue against her clit she gave a convulsive shudder. She'd never been with a man who had such a talented tongue, and she realized that what she was experiencing was beyond amazing, it was paradise. 

"Oh yes." Her thighs quivered as he sucked on the erect little bud. 

Helplessly squirming beneath him, Lynn released blissful cries as he continued to lash her with his tongue. It seemed he couldn't get enough of her taste and the sound of him lapping up her juices sent a strong current of lust through her body. Then suddenly, she felt the pace of his tongue grow slower, and as it crawled to a frustrating slowness, she elicited a small moan of displeasure.

Only the tip of his tongue was now upon her, tracing lightly along her erect, pink clit. Roving her eyes downward Lynn could see that Takoda was staring back at her. She could see the amusement in his eyes and knew that he was enjoying the power he had over her.

"Don't stop now. Keep going." Pressing her palm against the back of his head she gently nudged him forward, urging him to continue.

"Getting impatient, are we?" Takoda smiled up at her, amused by her look of pure torture.

"Please don't make me beg," she breathlessly said. 

The urgency she felt radiated strongly off of her, and she could tell that he was wielding his power over her in order to further the intensity of her desire. This game he was playing was terribly torturous, and his tongue was moving no quicker than a snail's pace. Every so often his tongue would speed up, causing her to cry and buck her hips forward, but before she could reach the point of ultimate satisfaction, his tongue would slow to a crawl yet again. This happened a few times before she could take no more.

"Please stop the teasing. I can't take anymore." Lynn's voice was thick with desperation. 

"I want to hear you say the words." 

The look in his eyes let her know that he was serious. He wouldn't let her cum until it happened. 

"I said please." Her voice was barely audible and full of frustration. 

"Sorry, baby, I can't hear you." His fingernail made lazy circles around her clit.

"I said please...don't stop. I'm begging you. I need to cum, so please don't deny me this time."

Her eyes were full of yearning, so completely full of desire that he just couldn't help but oblige her. 

"With pleasure." 

Moving his head forward he slid his tongue between her legs to continue pleasuring her. His tongue alternated between long, slow licks and short, fast ones. Lynn was never sure which one to expect next, which added to the thrill. Her legs quaked from the sheer pleasure of it all.

"Oh yes, baby. Make me cum." Her body writhed beneath his ministrations as he forcefully tongued her. 

His tongue moved at an amazing speed, and he showed no signs of stopping. The sensation was so intense, so thoroughly gratifying, that she almost couldn't take it. If she died right there, then her life would have felt complete. She'd never known a man to eat her out with so much enthusiasm. 

The wet sounds of his mouth on her, combined with his moans, was enough to drive her over the edge. She didn't think it were possible to become even more turned on than she already was, but it was happening. As Takoda's tongue continued its fevered dance she lost it. Her thighs tightened around his head as she began to climax. 

Releasing a blissful moan, Lynn arched her back and dug her fingernails into the mattress beneath her. His face was covered in her juices, but that didn't stop him. Even as she came down from her orgasm he continued to lap up her nectar. He took great care in doing do, giving her small gentle licks, as he knew that her clit was highly sensitive. 

Lynn didn't want it to stop, but at the same time the pleasure she felt was so intense that it almost hurt. She gave a satisfied whimper, closing her eyes as she basked in the afterglow. She had never climaxed like that before.

Takoda pulled his face back from between her thighs, his chin shiny with her juices. He wiped it away with the back of his hand and then moved upward so that he lay on top of her. His hair fell down around them, creating a curtain as he leaned in toward her lips. 

"You taste so good, baby." His lips pressed against her mouth so they could share the taste of her excitement. 

"That was amazing. Damn, you're good," she said in a breathy voice. 

Takoda laughed. "Yeah, well, the best is still yet to come." 

"I'll be the judge of that," she replied teasingly. 

He placed his head in the crook of her neck to kiss her, following it up with a gentle nibble. As his lips reached her chest they brushed against a slightly raised scar above her left breast. It was of a circular shape and smooth to the touch. As Takoda placed his finger upon it Lynn tensed visibly beneath his touch, watching as his finger outlined the shape of it.

"How'd you get this scar?" Takoda asked.

Placing her hand over the dime shaped scar, Lynn shielded it from his view. She knew there was nothing to hide because he'd already seen the imperfection, but she still felt nervous having his eyes linger upon it.

"It's just a birthmark," she quickly responded. 

His eyebrows furrowed in reaction to her hurried reply and she noticed that eyes were peering deeply into her own, searching with an gaze which was nothing short of inquisitive.

"Please don't cover yourself from me, Lynn. You're beautiful, don't you know that?" His thumb slid along her cheek, gently stroking the softness of her skin. 

As his soulful eyes gazed into her own Lynn began to relax,, realizing there wasn't any reason to hide herself from this man. None of her insecurities served any purpose here. He made her feel beautiful, just as she was. She felt his lips press along the underside of her chin and then his tongue slipped out, sliding along the length of her neck.

Lynn felt his palm press against her inner thigh and she eagerly parted her legs, releasing a breathless moan as he guided his penis inside her. He found it hard to resist the urge to thrust it all the way in. She was pretty tight, and he didn't want to hurt her. So he took it slow, giving her time to adjust to his girth. 

He slipped his tongue between her lips, parting them so that he could enter her mouth. Their fingers were still entwined, her breath quickening as he drew her into a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced against one another, tasting, exploring, and seeking. 

He couldn't wait to be fully within, couldn't wait to feel her tight heat stretched all the way around him. There were so many things he wanted to do with her body, so many things he wanted to try. He wanted to work over every part of her body with his tongue, to show her just how beautiful and desirable he found her. He wanted her to understand that she deserved to be treasured. 

Her legs were wrapped around him, waiting for him to enter her. She was more than ready now, and she couldn't take another tease. Lynn's fingers pressed against his back, her breath tickling his ear as he began to slide deeper. Once he was halfway in he rocked his hips forward, grunting with pleasure as buried himself in balls-deep. She hotly gasped, grabbing hold of his butt as he began pumping into her. 

"Takoda," she loudly moaned out. 

The room was filled with the heavy sounds of their breathing, and as he began picking up speed, the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room. She loved that sound. It sent electric sparks through her. His cock pushed between her tight walls, sliding all the way in until it could go no further. Then he pulled his hips back, delivering a deliciously long, slow stroke. 

He repeated the same move, hips moving back as he nearly withdrew himself, and then embedded himself fully in. Each time he impaled her, his hips bucked a little harder, causing her tits to bounce. Although there was force behind his thrusts he didn't hurt her. All she could do was writhe beneath him, lips parting in a breathless little moan. She felt helpless, but in a good way. 

Their bodies melded together, moving in perfect rhythm as their gazes locked in a heated stare. He knew what to do to get her off and was paying close attention to every reaction, every contortion of her lovely face. Then he began to move quicker, building up a steady rhythm as she dug her fingernails into the flesh of his hips. She met him thrust for thrust, clenching her tight walls around the thickness of his cock. 

"You feel so good baby. So tight and wet." 

His voice spoke huskily into her ear, providing her with a delicious tickling sensation. Lynns's back arched, breasts jutting outward as her nipples stood erect. He caught one of them in his mouth, rolling his tongue over it and then pulling on it with his teeth. It hurt a little as he bit into her, but it still felt nice. The pleasure she felt far outweighed the pain.

He worked the length of his cock inside of her, mixing up the pace. Sometimes he used long, slow, deep strokes, and then he would change to short, fast, urgent ones. She couldn't decide which she liked better; deep and slow or quick and hard, but the way he mixed it up definitely added an extra thrill. His deep brown eyes seemed to penetrate her as he did it, heightening the intensity between them. She'd surrendered herself completely to him, lost all of her inhibitions. 

The passion she felt consumed her, making her feel more free than she'd felt in a long time. 

The tip of his penis was now hitting her sweet spot, and she knew another climax was on its way. Her whole body tightened with the need to cum, and he sensed this, working his hips into a measured rhythm. His chest glistened with sweat, and a drop of it fell against her lips. 

Lynn's tongue slid across them, tasting the salty tang of him. Her hips moved with him, his large hands grasping her waist as she rolled her hips into him. A series of pleasurable waves rolled through her, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she went under. 

He leaned into her ear to whisper, "That's it baby, cum for me." 

Grabbing both of her legs, he stretched them upward so that they came to rest against his shoulders. With her pelvis tilted upward he was able to gain even deeper access. Her eyes widened, panting in pleasure as his thrusts grew deeper and harder. Then suddenly she felt the tip of his penis press against that spot buried deep within her and she cried out in pleasure.

Her loud cries filled the room as the head of his cock repeatedly pushed against her G-spot. Tightening her legs around his waist, Lynn pulled him in even closer, immersing herself in the blissfulness of the moment.

"Your pussy feels so good, baby. So tight and wet." 

His breath ghosted against her body and he placed sweet, tender kisses all along her flesh. As her breathing grew erratic her body began to tremble. Lynn's body grew rigid with need and her walls tightened around his length, signaling her impending release.

His chest glistened with sweat and the air was filled with the scent of their passionate lovemaking. Glancing up at his face she noted the intense expression upon his face. His eyebrows were knitted together and breath came out in quick, heavy breaths. His body was taut with desire, hips rocking back and forth as he lowered his head and moaned into her ear. 

Her fingernails trailed down his back, scraping lightly against the flesh as he tirelessly pumped into her. As his tongue pressed against the middle of her neck it left a wet trail behind, snaking up and over her chin as it slid into her mouth. Their lips pressed fiercely against each other, their kiss deepening as his hips jerked quicker and quicker.

"Oh babe, I'm going to cum." 

Sinking her nails into the flesh of his ass, Lynn's legs began to quiver. The contractions of her pussy were intense, bringing about his own release soon after. Takoda gave a carnal groan, jerking his hips forward to release his seed inside of her. 

His breath hitched as he ejaculated, sending spurt after spurt into her spasming vagina. This brought about a second mini orgasm for Lynn. Their bodies trembled, sharing a deep, tender kiss as he collapsed on top of her. Once their lips parted he rolled off of her and onto the bed. 

Neither of them spoke a word for several moments. The only sound in the room was of their heavy breathing. Then finally, Takoda rolled over onto his side, grabbing her around the waist to pull her in closer. 

"Mmmm." Nuzzling her head against his chest, Lynn inhaled his manly scent.

"Guess I didn't really get much painting done, did I?" A wide grin spread across his face as he stroked her curly hair. 

"Well, you could always stay and put in overtime." 

"Mmm...I'll gladly take you up on that invitation.," he said before placing a tender kiss on the top of the head. 

Reaching her hand up to touch his hair she began twirling a finger around his locks, admiring the silky softness of it. As she ran her fingers through his hair she heard him give a contented moan.

"I hope you don't mind, but I just want to lay beside you for awhile. Promise I'll get up in a bit to paint, though." Takoda lifted her hand into his to give it a tender kiss.

"It's no problem, I know you'll get it done." 

"Actually I was hoping to spend the entire evening in bed with you. I'm only just getting started, you know." 

As she glanced into his eyes she saw there was a feral look of lust lust in his eyes and a rush of adrenaline swept through her. 

"Mmmm, is that a promise?." Wrapping a leg across his own she softly stroked his arm, admiring the curve of his bicep. 

"Most definitely." Wrapping his arm around her waist he held her tightly against him, enjoying the warmth of her body and the softness of her skin.

Comfortable silence fell between them as they blissfully enjoyed the moment. After a few minutes, she heard the sound of him snoring. She watched him for a few moments, studying his beautiful face. She couldn't help but admire every inch of him. Her heart beat rapidly as she watched him, her mind dizzy with lust and excitement. Then after awhile her eyelids began to grow heavy, and she found herself succumbing to sleep. 

***********

Lynn's eyes opened to sunlight filtering in through her curtains. Expelling a yawn, she stretched her body beneath the covers, feeling sore but incredibly fulfilled. It reminded her of the amazing night they'd had. Stretching her arm out she expected to feel him, but as she opened her eyes she realized that there was nothing but empty space beside her. 




Under His Spell Ch.02



With her cheek placed against the pillow, she deeply inhaled, allowing the scent to invade her nostrils. His manly scent was embedded in her covers, but his body was no longer there. Her bed felt so cold and empty without him.

Lynn rose up out of bed, kicking the covers back with her feet. He was gone, leaving her with nothing but a feeling of deep-rooted loneliness. She instantly regretted having sex with him. It had all happened too soon, she'd gotten so carried away with his body and his presence that she just didn't know how to resist him. So now here she was, all alone again, left with nothing but a memory. She wasn't ever going to see him again, she was sure of it. 

She exhaled slowly, getting out of bed as she headed for the bathroom to empty her bladder. After she finished on the toilet she washed her face and brushed her teeth. Once she was back in the room she sat down at her vanity table and stared at the face which was reflected back at her. 

Her hair was messily tousled and her face was glowing, reminding her of the passionate evening that she and Takoda had spent together. Her eyes, however, looked very sad. Picking a comb up off the dresser, Lynn ran it through her hair as she tried to neaten herself up. As she was untangling her hair she noticed something different about her shoulder. 

She put the comb down and leaned in closer to the mirror to inspect the skin there. It was small, but she could see that there was a definite mark there, and it was in the shape of a claw. It was more like a scratch mark, no larger than half an inch, red and a little bit itchy. 

Her eyebrows knitted together, both in alarm and wonder. Placing a fingertip against it, she gingerly rubbed at the strange spot. She was disturbed and completely puzzled as to how it had gotten there. She didn't have a cat or any other type of pet. So just what was it that had done this to her? 

"What the heck is this?" she softly said aloud.

She got up from the vanity table and began to look around the room, eyes peering into corners and around doors. A light gust of wind suddenly blew through the room, fluttering the filmy curtains around her French windows. Both sides were swung wide open, so whatever it was that scratched her had managed to get in this way. What she couldn't understand was why had they been open all night? She didn't remember doing it, so how had it happened? She pulled both sides of the windows closed then pulled the curtains together. Suddenly she felt very exposed, as if someone were watching her from afar. 

She picked up a hand mirror from the vanity table, holding it up close to the mark on her skin. As disturbed as she was, she just couldn't stop staring at it. The fact that it was there was just so, well, strange. Unable to resist, she placed her fingertip on it. It felt sore and hot to the touch. 

"Ow," she cried out as her fingernail scraped against it. 

She put the mirror back down then went into the bathroom. She turned the water on then got into the shower, soaping up her body and hair. As hot water hit the mark on her shoulder she gave a little hiss, biting her lip from the stinging sensation. She needed this, the feel of the hot water and soap upon her skin. What she was trying to do was wash away the disappointment and sadness, and even though she knew it wouldn't happen, that didn't stop her from trying. 

She couldn't stop thinking about him and found herself wondering where he was and what he was doing. Why had he just left her in the middle of the night like that? He hadn't even bothered to say good bye, nor had the decency to leave her a note. Yet did any of that really matter? 

As she asked herself the question, she realized that he had seen her as nothing more than a one night stand. They'd shared their night of passion, and now he was gone. He was the first man she'd had sex with in over a year, and just as quickly as it began, it had already ended. Releasing a sigh, she placed her palms against the tile walls and let the water spray against her back. Things were screwed up now and there was no undoing it, no matter how badly she wanted to.

* * * *

There was no going back now, matter how hard he tried or how much he struggled to forget it. The truth was that it already happened. Takoda hadn't set out to mark her. He had been pulled into it. He'd gotten so caught up in the passion and sight of her beautiful body that he'd lost control. He hadn't been able to resist marking her. The pull he felt had been too strong. Her body had been so tight and wet and full of sexual heat. 

Disappointingly, he'd lost control of that feral side of himself. His hands had been on her neck, stroking along that delicate softness there, and before he knew it, it had been done. After they finished their third session for the night, she'd slept so soundly that she didn't even stir as he'd left her bedroom. He hadn't wanted to leave her like that, stealing away in the middle of the night. 

It made him feel like a jerk, but he didn't have much of a choice in the matter. He found himself unable to control the change. If he hadn't left then, he would have been exposed, and he couldn't let her know who he really was. He didn't know how or when he would tell her, but if he'd allowed himself to be exposed last night then she surely would have freaked out. 

He'd managed to open the window before it happened, sensing the oncoming metamorphosis. Then he'd leaned in to kiss her once more, admiring the way her face looked beneath the soft moonlight. And then he had transformed, shape-shifting into a majestic looking gray wolf. He'd taken one last look at her before he'd left, then sprung back on his haunches and out of the window. 

Once his paws had touched the ground, he'd made an attempt at transforming back into his human form, but it hadn't worked. It had taken awhile, but finally he was able to change back, and as he drove back home in the middle of the night he couldn't stop thinking of how he'd left his mark on her. 

She wasn't ready for his mark yet, so why had he done it? He didn't know what had gotten into him, but now that it was done there was no turning back. They were linked together now, meaning a part of himself would always belong with her and vice versa. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, it was the truth. It wasn't that he didn't want her, because he did. It was just that he was afraid of losing her. The pain and loss of a love he'd had before was still raw in his heart. 

He'd never managed to fully heal and struggled with it nearly everyday. The memory of it was what kept him afraid of growing close to another. And this girl was fully human. He hadn't experienced love with someone like that before. Takoda ran his fingers through his hair, pushing out a deep breath as his mind was flooded with thoughts and emotions. 

He hadn't meant to do this, to bring another woman into his life and his heart and his mind. He didn't think it was fair of him to do that to her, but what did he expect? He knew what he was getting himself into, so why hadn't he stopped? Since when had a human woman become a serious consideration for him? Had he really grown so weak? The answer was no, he hadn't. He'd felt a strong draw to her, a magnetic pull that neither could resist. 

Of course she would want to know how and why the mark was there, wondering where it had come from. He could pretend to know nothing about it, but he didn't want to do that. He couldn't lie to her. That wasn't the type of man he was. So how would he explain it? He knew that once he told her what he really was she would undoubtedly be afraid. Which meant that once he came out with the truth things would never again be the same. So all he could do was just have hope that she would understand and that she wouldn't run away from him. 

Takoda stood up from the chair he was sitting in and walked over to the window. He hunched his shoulders as he walked so that his head wouldn't bump against the attic roof, which pitched in above him. There was a small, circular window in the room, allowing him a nice view of the woodsy area which spread out in the back of his house. He could see the town in the distance, with clusters of trees lining the streets.

As he looked out there, all he could think of was her. He could feel her heart aching for him, and it made him feel terrible. The last thing he wanted her to think was that he was a hit it and run type of guy because nothing could be further from the truth. Yet if he didn't tell her he would be hiding a part of himself from her, and if they were to become one, then he would have to come clean. Letting his forehead rest against the dusty windowpane, Takoda closed his eyes and let the sun warm his face. 

*You can't ever allow yourself to fall in love again.*

He thought about those words he'd promised himself years ago, and realized that he had to remain faithful to them. He couldn't allow himself to feel any love for her. No matter how badly he wanted to have her as his own, it just wouldn't work out. Focusing his eyes on the trees beyond his window, Takoda made a firm decision to expel her from both his mind and his heart. The anguish in his heart, however, told him he was headed down a path that he wasn't quite prepared for.

*******************

Lynn's work day dragged by so slowly, she thought it would never end. She managed to work steadily on the stack of paperwork which had piled up on her desk, but her mind wasn't really into it. She couldn't stop thinking of him, no matter how much she tried. Her cell phone rang several times throughout the day, but she was too busy working, so she hadn't been able to answer it. Finally she had time for a break, so she dialed into her voice mail to find out who called. 

"Hey, It's me," came his voice, so deep and sexy she felt her chest tighten just from the sound of it. "Please call me back. I didn't mean to leave you alone like that this morning. I feel terrible about it. I stopped by your house earlier, but I guess you already took off for work by the time I got there. I need to see you so I can explain what happened. Call me back, baby. Please."

She did think of calling him back, but decided to erase the message instead. She was still upset and embarrassed and didn't feel like talking to him. What could have been so damn important for him to abandon her like that? He must be seeing another woman. That had to be it, of course. She felt like such a fool. 

Lynn heavily sighed and buried her head in her hands. Suddenly, there came the sound of a familiar voice from the side of her cubicle. Lynn lifted her head to see her workmate, Gina. She was leaning over the partition which separated her and Lynn's desk.  

"Hey, girl, looks like you have a lot on your mind. What's wrong?" 

"Oh nothing, I just have a little headache, that's all." She gave a dismissive wave of her hand. 

"It seems like there's more to it than that. You sure you're okay? You seem so sad." 

"I'm just having a bit of a rough time. Guess you could say I'm dealing with a broken heart." 

"Oh damn, guy troubles, huh? If you need to talk about it, I'm here. Matter of fact, why don't we go and get a cup of coffee and some pie? My treat." Gina's dimples made an appearance as she smiled. 

If there was a famous person whom Gina resembled, it would have to be Rosie Perez. She shared quite a few similarities with the famous actress, but the deep dimples were what reminded Lynn of her the most. Although she really didn't feel much like talking, Lynn knew that Gina would continue to press her for information if she refused, so she grabbed her purse from beneath her desk and followed Gina out of the cublicle. They made small talk as they walked to the cafeteria, and once they were there, settled into more serious conversation. 

"So, tell me about this new guy of yours." Gina bit into a piece of her pie. 

"He's not mine, never really was. I made a big mistake, Gina. I slept with him too soon." 

"One-night stand, huh? Oh, honey, I've been there. Try not to feel so bad about it. Eventually the right one will come along, you'll see." 

"That's the thing. It really felt like he was the right one. I mean, I know it probably sounds stupid, but from the first day we met, I sensed there was something really special about him."

"What's he look like?" asked Gina. 

"He's tall, has waist-length black hair, dark brown eyes, high cheekbones, beautiful smile..." Her voice trailed off as she thought of him. 

"Well damn, he definitely sounds like he has it going on." Gina's eyebrows moved upward in appreciation. Then she remembered how heartbroken Lynn was and said, "Sorry, you just painted such a nice picture of him." 

"No, it's okay. He is really gorgeous." Lynn played with the pie on her saucer, sticking it full of holes with her fork. Then she said wistfully continued , "I should have known it was too good to be true." 

"Don't be so hard on yourself, hon." Gina poured some cream into her coffee and stirred in some sugar. "Besides, you're a good looking woman. Plenty of guys here at work are interested in you. I always hear them talking about how pretty you are." 

"I'm really not interested in starting up an office romance. Those never turn out well." 

"You have a point there," Gina agreed. 

Lynn's cell phone began to vibrate, followed by a melodic ring which filled the air. She dug through her purse to find it, retrieving it from out of her bag. She recognized the number which displayed on the screen of her phone. It was Takoda calling again. Her finger hovered over the answer button, but it stopped ringing before she could push it. 

"Was that him?" asked Gina. 

Lynn nodded her head. "Yeah. I was about to answer, but I guess he hung up." 

"Just as well, he doesn't deserve your time anyway. So, when was the last time you saw him, anyways? Excuse me if I'm getting too personal, but when did you guys have sex? Was it over the weekend?" Gina leaned in, preparing herself for the juicy details.  

"Yes, and he was completely amazing in bed. The best I ever had, actually." 

She allowed herself a few short moments to indulge in the tingling sensation between her legs before pushing the carnal memory out of her head. Now wasn't the time or place for this and besides, the man had left her heartbroken so what was she fantasizing about him for?

"We met on Saturday but had sex last night. Well, it started yesterday afternoon and went into late last night, but whatever." 

Gina nearly choked on her coffee. "Wow, he sounds like the marathon man. Go on." 

"Not much else to tell. Just that I woke up this morning all alone. I wouldn't have cared so much, but it seemed like we really connected on a different level." She indulged herself in the memory of his intense eyes for a moment then pushed the image out of her mind. "Silly me, thinking we could turn into a regular thing." Her jaw tightened, and her lips went into a straight line. 

As Gina grabbed her hand Lynn offered a weak smile. She felt silly and pathetic feeling this way over a man, and the look in Gina's eyes expressed that she was being pitied. 

"So he's just calling you *now*? It's already two in the afternoon." 

"Well, he left me a message earlier saying that he wanted to stop by later this evening to explain. Haven't called him back yet, though." She lightly sighed before adding, "I shouldn't have slept with him so quickly. What I was thinking?" 

"I wouldn't bother calling him back. If you're feeling this lousy about it, maybe it's just as well that you don't see him again. Although, I do wonder what excuse he has for leaving you to wake up alone like that. Must be pretty damn good." 

Shrugging her shoulders, Lynn replied, "I guess. I really don't care to hear it, though. Doesn't matter to me anymore." 

But she was lying. It did matter, and she did want to know. She figured it would be a lie, but she still wanted to hear it anyway. She wanted to see what he was going to come up with. Glancing at her watch, Lynn saw that it was half past two. 

"Guess we better get back to work." She took a few more sips of coffee before rising to her feet.

As they walked out of the cafeteria, Gina linked her arm though Lynn's and said, "Cheer up, honey. I have the feeling a great surprise is in store for you." 

Lynn managed a weak smile, not really believing what Gina had just told her. But little did she know that truer words had never been spoken.



Under His Spell Ch. 02



"No," she said.

"You wanted me to fuck you," he said. "You were so hot from being kissed and being felt. Don't you ever make out with your husband?"

"Not anymore," she said.

"But you used to?"

"Not like that," she found herself saying.

"You wanted me to fuck you, didn't you. Admit it."

"I felt so... It was..."

"Admit it," he told her.

"Yes," she panted as she remembered how she felt.

"You wanted my cock in you."

"Yes," she panted again.

"Are you wet now from thinking about it?"

"A little bit," she whispered

"Do you want to touch your pussy?"

"I don't know," she whimpered.

"Touch it," he told her. "Do it." She reached down to the crotch of her panties and ran her fingers over her pussy. "Are you doing it?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Tell me what you're doing."

"I'm touching my... pussy."

"Now tell me, did you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes," she panted.

"Say it," he told her.

"I wanted you... to fuck me," she said not used to using the word.

"You wanted my cock."

"Yes."

"Say it."

"I wanted your... cock."

"Where did you want it?"

"In me," she said.

"In your cunt. Say it."

"In my... cunt," she gasped.

"Now tell me what you wanted."

"I wanted you to fuck me," she whispered feeling powerless not to obey him. "I wanted your cock in my cunt."

"And you liked it, didn't you."

"I..."

"Say it."

"I liked it."

"Say it all."

"I liked having your cock in my cunt," she said as she rubbed her pussy harder. "I liked letting you fuck me."

"And you came, didn't you."

"Yes," she said. "I came when you fucked me," she added without being prompted.

"Because you had a nice, big cock in you."

"Yes," she said feeling like she was in a trance.

"Do you cum when Norman fucks you?"

"No," she said.

"But you came when I fucked you."

"Yes."

"It felt good to cum like that, didn't it."

"Yes," she said.

"Tell me how it felt."

"I can't."

"Tell me!"

"It felt good," she panted as she rubbed her pussy harder. "It felt good to have your cock in my cunt. And... you fucked me so long. It felt good to have you fucking me so long."

"You like being fucked, don't you."

"No," she said.

"Yes," he told her. "You're rubbing your pussy and thinking about being fucked, aren't you."

"You told me to do it," she said defensively.

"Are your nipples hard?"

"A little bit," she said as she looked down at them.

"Put your hand down your panties and feel your pussy," he told her. She pulled her panties away from her stomach and then slid her hand down to her pussy. It was soaked with her juices.

"I did it," she whispered.

"Is your pussy wet?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Why?"

"I don't know," she said.

"Because you're a slut who doesn't get fucked enough."

"No," she whimpered.

"Did you like sucking my cock?"

"No," she said.

"You're lying," he said. "You liked having a big cock in your mouth."

"No," she repeated as she thought about how hot and smooth his cock felt in her mouth and on her lips.

"I liked cumming on your face," he said. "Did you like it?"

"No," she said.

"It was all over your lips and dripping from your nose and chin. Do you remember how it felt?"

"It was disgusting," she said, but she remembered how it felt as it squirted on her.

"It was sexy. You looked sexy with hot cum dripping from your face."

"No," she whimpered.

"And I came in your mouth," he went on. "I came in your mouth and you swallowed it, didn't you."

"Yes," she said as she thought about the salty taste and how she almost gagged.

"Did you like how it tasted?"

"No!" she replied.

"Then why did you cum," he said. "You came as soon as you swallowed it. You came from having a cock cum in your mouth and on your face. Why did you cum?"

"I don't know," she whined.

"You came because you're a slut who hasn't had enough cock in her life."

"No!" she complained.

"Think about it," he told her. "Think about how my cock felt in your hot cunt. Think about sucking my cock and how my cum felt in your mouth and on your face. Rub your pussy and think about it." Her fingers pressed on her clit as images of his big, hard cock appeared in her mind and she though about how good she felt when he fucked her and how she had came when he did in her mouth. 

"Oooh..." she moaned as she started to cum. Her head turned and she saw herself in the mirror on the back of the door. There she was with her hand down the front of her panties and nothing else on with her legs pumping in the air and her tits bouncing as she writhed in pleasure. "Oh! Oh! Oooh!" she moaned into the receiver and then it slipped from her hand as her body throbbed and her pussy was the focal point of her existence. 

She was panting when her orgasm subsided and she picked up the phone to hear him chuckling.

"You're such a god damned slut," he said to her.

"Please leave me alone," she whimpered.

"No," he told her. "You don't want me to leave you alone. And you're my slave. You'll do whatever I tell you to do."

"No," she said.

"Yes!" he snapped.

"I'll tell what happened. That I was drugged."

"No you won't," he said. "I'll explain that you're just a fucking whore."

"What!" she gasped. 

"A fucking whore who came to my house and charged me three hundred dollars to spread her legs and be fucked."

"What are you talking about," she asked in amazement.

"I paid you three hundred dollars for a fuck. I gave you a check."

"Oh my god," she gasped remembering how she endorsed his check to buy the lingerie.

"But that's just your excuse for obeying me," he said. "We both know you're a slut who needs a lot more cock than she's getting."

"Stop it!" she whined.

"You're my slave," he said softly. "Get used to it. Oh, and there's another thing. My cum is addictive. Once you've swallowed it, you have to have more."

"Stop it!" she complained.

"Don't ever talk to me in that tone of voice!" he barked.

"I'm sorry," she said meekly.

"I want you over here on Friday at one o'clock in the afternoon," he said.

"I can't do that," she whined.

"You'll be here," he said. "You have a lot to learn. You don't know how to fuck or how to suck a cock. You don't even know how to kiss."

"I have to work and cook dinner..."

"You'll be here! And you'll call me on Wednesday night at nine o'clock."

"For what?" she asked.

"So you can play with your pussy again," he said. He gave her a phone number and she quickly wrote it down without even thinking. Then the line went dead.

"This can't be happening," she said to herself, and then she realized she was sitting there in just her panties. She quickly put her nightgown and robe back on and went to the door. She could hear music coming from Ellen's room and the sound of the TV downstairs. Her legs felt weak as she walked to her bedroom.



Under His Spell Ch. 03



 Margie had met Luke and Lili Vidal at a party and Luke had told her he had her under his control. She thought it was preposterous but she had gone to their house and Luke and fucked her and got her to suck his cock. And Lili had taped them doing it! Then he made her touch Lili until she came. She couldn't believe it had happened but they had the tape and said they would show it to her husband if she didn't do what they told her. Now she kept dreaming about him and he had ordered her to visit him on Friday.

Margie spent the night tossing and turning and didn't have any dreams. Then she worked hard all day to catch up for taking the previous afternoon off. It got her mind off her situation but she was exhausted that evening. She went to bed early and fell asleep right away. 

 She was walking in the mall and she heard someone call her name. She turned and it was Luke. "Did you miss me?" he said as he walked up to her. She was so surprised to see him that she didn't answer but he slipped his arm around her waist. She looked up and he moved his face towards hers. She was just expecting a quick peck on the lips but he pulled her close and she felt his tongue on her lips. She parted them without thinking and heard herself sigh as his tongue slithered into her mouth. Then his hand was on her ass and he was pulling her against him. Her pussy touched his cock and she couldn't help pressing against it. Her whole body seemed to be burning every place that it touched his. When he let her go she saw lots of people looking at them and she started to blush. "The hell with them," he said as he ran the back of his hand over her breasts. "Are you wearing your new panties?"

 "I don't know," she answered.

 "Well, lift your skirt and show me," he said.

 "Everyone is watching," she said.

 "Do it," he told her. She felt helpless as she began lifting her skirt and she saw the surprised look on the faces of the people who were watching them. "Very slutty," he said with a smile when her skirt was all the way up. "I guess you want to be fucked." She had no idea what she was wearing and she looked down to see her bare pussy. She quickly dropped her skirt as he laughed at her.

 "What the fuck are you doing!" someone called and when she turned she saw her husband Norman standing there staring daggers at her.

 "She's showing me her pussy because she wants me to fuck her," Luke said calmly. "You don't fuck her good enough or often enough." Then he lifted her skirt and put his hand between her legs.

 "Margie!" Norman yelled.

 "I have to do what he says," Margie told him. "I let him fuck me for three hundred dollars and now I have to do what he tells me."

 "You can watch," Luke said to Norman as he dropped her skirt and began leading her over to a bench. "Everyone can watch." When they reached the bench he made her sit down. "Take my cock out," he told her.

 "In front of Norman?"

 "Yes," he said. "Do it." She looked at Norman helplessly and whispered, "I have to," then she opened Luke's fly. She took his cock out of his pants and he pressed the tip against her lips. She could feel everyone looking at her as she gave it a wet kiss.

 "What the fuck are you doing!" Norman yelled.

 "It's okay," she said to him. "I already sucked his cock once and swallowed his cum so it's okay for me to kiss it." She kissed it again and he told her to lay down. She did as he said and then looked up at him. "Now show me your hot pussy again." She noticed that a crowd had gathered around them as she lifted her skirt up to her waist. 

"Margie!" Norman yelled. "Are you just going to let him fuck you?"

"His cock is so big and it feels so good inside of me," she told him.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Luke asked her.

"Yes," she told him.

"Then spread your legs open for me." She spread her legs wide apart and watched as he knelt down on the bench between them. Then he was leaning over her and she felt the tip of his cock spreading her cunt open. 

"I have to," she whispered to Norman when she saw the pained look on his face and then Luke's cock was pressing deep inside of her.

She woke up suddenly and Norman was sitting up looking at her. "Are you all right?" he asked her.

"Yes," she said. "Why?"

"You were mumbling and then you started to moan."

"I guess it was a dream," she said.

"Well try to keep it down, will you. I have to get up early in the morning." He turned away from her and lay down pulling the sheet up over his shoulders. She laid back down thinking about the dream and wanting very badly to touch herself.

When she got up she remembered that Luke had told her to call him tonight. She promised herself she wouldn't. She tried to throw herself into her work but her mind kept wandering to her dream and what it meant that Norman was in it. When she was finally able to put that aside she thought about talking to him on the phone two nights ago. She wondered how he got her number and what made him think that she would answer it. Then she thought about sitting there with just her panties on playing with herself while they talked. 

"He can't make me do anything," she kept telling herself. She made dinner for Ellen and Norman but she had no appetite. She did the dishes while Ellen went to her room to do her homework and Norman said he had some work to do in the basement. She tried to look at television but found herself looking at the clock every few minutes. She got more apprehensive the closer it got to nine and then her resolve began to waiver. She went upstairs to her office at eight fifty five and paced as she looked at the phone. Then the grandfather clock downstairs began to chime the hour. 

"I'll just call to tell him I can't be there Friday," she said to herself. She quickly locked the door and then she dialed the number he had given her.

"Didn't we have fun at the mall last night," was the first thing she heard when he answered.

"What?" she stammered. "How did you... How could you..."

"When are you going to learn," he chuckled. "I'm beginning to think you're stupid along with everything else."

"I'm not stupid," she complained. "You can't just barge into somebody's dreams. Nobody can do that."

"Have it your way," he sighed.

"How did you know about the mall?" she asked softly.

"You belong to me, slut," he said. "I can do anything I want to you. Including controlling your dreams."

"I don't belong to you," she said.

"You wanted me to fuck you even though Norman was there," he said.

"But that was just a dream," she said defensively. "That wasn't real."

"You wanted it to be real," he said.

"No," she pouted.

"You can't wait to have my cock in you again," he said.

"No," she said again.

"On Friday I'll fuck you," he said. "And If you're a good girl I'll let you suck my cock."

"I can't come over on Friday," she said. "That's what I called to tell you. I have to be here when Ellen gets home... I can't be there on Friday."

"You'll be here," he said. "You know what will happen if you're not."

"I can't," she repeated.

"You will," he said. "You'll be here because you want to be, but of course, we have the tape and a few other things so you can justify it in your mind."

"But..."

"No buts," he told her. "Is that the only reason that you called?"

"Yes," she said.

"No it's not," he said.

"Yes it is," she said. "Why else would I call."

"Because you're horny," he told her. "Because you didn't play with your pussy last night."

"Stop it," she said.

"You didn't, did you."

"No," she said.

"Why didn't you ask Norman to fuck you when you woke up after your dream?"

"Because... How do you know all these things!" She heard him laugh and it scared her that he seemed to know everything that happened to her.

"What are you wearing?" he asked her.

"Jeans... And a sweatshirt."

"Not very sexy," he muttered. "Take the sweatshirt off."

"No," she pouted.

"Do it!" he barked and the sound of his voice frightened her. "Do as I tell you, or else!"

"Okay," she whimpered. She lay the phone on the desk to pull her sweatshirt over her head and then she picked it up again. "I did it," she said softly.

"Now your bra," he said. "Your pink cotton bra."

"Oh my god," she gasped because she was wearing a pink cotton bra.

"Take it off," he ordered. She reached behind her back with her left hand to unsnap the bra and then she let it slide down her arms. "That's better," he said as if he could see her. "Did I suck on your little tits when you were here?"

"No," she told him.

"Would you like me to?" he asked suggestively.

"I don't know," she said not knowing how else to answer.

"Does Norman suck on your little titties?"

"No!"

"Think about it," he told her. "Think about how it would feel to have my mouth on your tit. Kissing it, and licking it, and sucking on it. Your nipples are hard now, aren't they."

"Yes," she whispered.

"Feel one," he told her. "Take it between your fingers and pinch it." She did what he said and felt a twinge in her pussy. "Doesn't that make your pussy feel good?" he said. She could only pant into the phone as a response. "Now feel both of them," he said. She crossed her arms over her chest pinching her left nipple with her right hand and her right nipple with her left hand. 

"Your pussy is getting nice and wet now, isn't it," he said. "Answer me!" he said a few seconds later when she didn't reply.

"Yes," she whimpered. 

"When I ask you something I expect an answer," he said sternly.

"Okay," she whispered.

"Tell me what you're doing."

"I'm feeling my nipples," she said.

"And what are you thinking about."

"How it would feel if you sucked them. If you sucked my breasts."

"Tits," he said. "Call them tits."

"How it would feel if you sucked my... tits," she said.

"And how is it making you feel."

"It's making me wet," she whispered.

"Where," he said.

"Between my legs," she answered.

"Say it," he told her.

"It's making my pussy all wet," she panted.

"Pinch them harder," he told her. She did as he said without thinking. "How does it feel."

"It hurts," she gasped.

"If I sucked your tits I would bite your nipples," he said. "I would take one between my teeth and give it a little bite. You'd like it. It would hurt but you would like it. And your tits are so small I could get one all in my mouth and suck it hard. Would you like that?"

"I don't know," she said as she felt her nipples getting harder between her fingers.

"You would," he said. "You'll like everything I do to you. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you're a horny slut."

"No," she said.

"You're a horny fucking slut who doesn't get enough cock and wants to make up for it."

"No," she whimpered.

"Yes," he said. "Your pussy feels all wet now, doesn't it."

"Yes," she admitted.

"Take your jeans off," he said.

"But..." she stammered.

"Take your jeans off!"

"Okay, okay," she said not wanting him to be mad at her. "I'll have to put the phone down."

"Hurry up." She took off her sneakers and then she stood to pull her jeans down. She stepped out of them and picked up the phone as she sat.

"I did it," she said.

"There's a wet spot on the crotch of your pink panties, isn't there."

"Yes," she said after she looked down.

"Why is that."

"I don't know," she said.

"Yes you do. Tell me."

"It's wet from my pussy," she said.

"And why is your pussy wet."

"From rubbing my tits and pinching my nipples."

"And what else."

"Thinking about things?" she said.

"Thinking about what."

"You," she whispered.

"My cock," he told her. "Thinking about my cock. Say it."

"Thinking about your cock," she said.

"Rub the phone on your pussy," he said. She knew better than to argue with him so she lowered the ear piece to her crotch and put it to the wet spot. It felt warm and her legs seemed to part by themselves. She rubbed it over her pussy and then she lifted it back up. "I could hear your pussy squishing," he said as soon as the phone touched her ear. "Do you want to cum?"

"No," she lied.

"Then I better hang up," he said.

"Please don't!" she whimpered.

"Why not?"

"Because..."

"Because you're a horny slut and you want to cum?"

"No," she whined.

"Say it," he coaxed her.

"I want to cum," she whispered.

"Put your hand down your panties and feel your pussy." She moved the phone to her left hand and slid her right hand down her panties. Then she pressed her index finger into her slit and moaned. 

"I'm doing it," she panted as she felt her soft flesh.

"Is your finger getting all wet?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Now take it away," he said. She didn't want to but she did as he said. "Now lick your finger," he told her. "Lick it and taste yourself." She put her index finger to her lips and smelled her musky aroma before she licked it. "That's what pussy tastes like," his voice crooned in her ear. "Now put your finger in your mouth and think of my cock while you suck it." She slipped her finger between her lips and sucked on it as a picture of his cock appeared in her mind. 

"Think of how it will feel when I cum in your mouth and on your face again. Think of my hot cum dripping on your face and filling your mouth. Think of how it will feel when you swallow it." She found herself sucking her finger harder while she moved it in and out of her mouth. It scared her. 

"Turn the speaker phone on," he said and she was amazed again that he knew she had one. She took her finger from her mouth to hit the button and then she put the receiver in the cradle. "Now take your panties off," he said. Her hands were trembling as she pulled them down and kicked them away.

"I did it," she whispered as she sat there naked. "Do you have any clothes on?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"I was just wondering if you were naked," she said defensively.

"Would you like me to be?"

"I don't know," she said feeling very confused.

"Do you want to know if my cock is hard?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Why?"

"Never mind," she blurted and she heard him laugh.

"Put your legs over the arms of your chair," he said a moment later. She was panting as she lifted her legs and rested them on the arms of her desk chair.

"I did it," she whispered.

"Now lean back so your pussy is wide open," he ordered. She leaned back and it made her feel so slutty to be exposing her pussy like this but he made her so hot. "You want to cum, don't you."

"Yes," she gasped.

"Say it."

"I want to cum," she panted.

"Say please," he mocked.

"Please..." she whined. "Please make me cum."

"Wet the middle finger of your left hand with your mouth," he told her. She pushed it into her mouth and licked it all over. "Now put it up your cunt," he said. She put her left hand between her legs and probed the opening of her vagina. She had never done this before and she was very tentative as she pushed the tip of her finger in. 

"All the way in," he said as if he were watching her. She slowly slid the rest of her finger into her cunt and gasped at the sensation. "Now move it in and out," he continued. She began moving her hand and her hips began to move in time with it. "You're wishing it was my cock instead of your finger, aren't you," he said. "Tell me!" he said when she didn't answer.

"Yes!" she panted. "I wish it was your cock."

"Doing what."

"Fucking me," she said as her hand began to move faster. "I wish it was your big cock fucking me."

"Now rub your pussy with your right hand," he told her. "Rub your pussy and tell me what you're thinking." She moved her right hand to her clit and began to rub it while she continued working her left hand in her cunt.

"I don't know how you're making me act like this," she panted. "I don't know why I'm doing all these things and why I keep thinking about sex all the time. And dreaming about us... dreaming about sucking your cock... And dreaming about you fucking me... dreaming about having your big cock in my cunt again... Oooh! Aaah!" She began thrashing on the chair as she came and she moaned very loudly as her body throbbed with pleasure. She kept working her hands in her crotch until her spasms began to subside and then she leaned back in the chair gasping for air.

"Do you feel better now?" he asked.

"I don't... I guess so. Yes," she stammered.

"You make sexy noises when you cum," a female voice said and she realized it was Lili.

"Suck my cock," Luke said.

"Oh, yes, honey," Lili's voice replied and then Margie heard a soft moan.

"She sucking my cock," Luke said. "Does that make you jealous?"

"No," Margie said quickly but she felt funny inside.

"You can suck my cock on Friday," he said. "After I fuck you, you can suck my cock and swallow my cum."

"I can't be there," she whined. "I have to be here when Ellen gets home, and I have to make dinner."

"You'll be here," he said smugly. "I'll take care of any excuses you have, You'll be here because you want to be fucked. You'll be here to get some hard cock."

"No," she whimpered.

"One o'clock sharp," he said. "Wear your new panties and bra. One o'clock sharp, or else." She started to complain but the line went dead. Then she realized she was sitting there naked and began to gather up her clothes.

She didn't dream that night but she didn't sleep too well. She kept thinking about Friday and what would happen if she didn't show up. It bothered her all day Thursday affecting her work so she had to repeat several tasks. She stopped working at three thirty when she heard her daughter Ellen come in. "Hi, sweetheart," she said as she came down the stairs.

"Hi, Mom," Ellen said. "Is it okay if I go over to Linda's after school tomorrow? She invited a few girls over to practice for cheer leaders and her mother said we could stay for dinner."

"I guess so," Margie said. "What time will you have to be picked up?"

"Not until late. Around nine o'clock. I'll call you and let you know."

"Okay," Margie said amazed at the timing.

"Thanks," Ellen said. "And don't forget I'm going to the sleep over party at Millie's on Saturday."

"That's right," Margie said remembering it was her niece Millie's birthday.

She started dinner and was surprised when Norman walked in at four thirty. "How come you're home so early?" she asked him.

"I have to go out to Chicago early in the morning," he said. "Eddie got sick and Charlie asked me to stand in for him with a new client."

"When will you back?"

"Not until Sunday. There's a meeting tomorrow and then some kind of golf outing on Saturday that will go late." 

"Oh," Margie said suddenly feeling very nervous.

She was busy after dinner getting clothes ready for Norman and Ellen but she kept thinking about Friday and what she was going to do. She waited until she thought Norman was asleep before she went to bed and she tossed and turned for an hour before she dozed off.

"See, I took care of all your excuses," Luke told her as they stood by a wall in the mall.

 "It's just a coincidence," she said and he laughed as he put his hands on her hips. 

 "You know you can't wait for me to fuck you again," he said as he pulled her close to him. "Why do you keep denying it?"

 "I'm married. I love my husband."

 "But I'm still going to fuck the shit out of you tomorrow."

 "Suppose I don't come," she said and then she blushed when he began laughing at her choice of words. "You can't make me," she pouted.

 "I don't make you do anything," he said.

 "You do," she said. "You have the tape and the check."

 "That's just to ease your conscience," he said. "We both know what you want. You're a horny slut who needs more sex in her life."




Under His Spell Ch.03



Two days had gone by since Takoda first called her, but Lynn still hadn't returned any of his messages. Ever since then he'd been calling her everyday, leaving messages on her voicemail and asking if he could stop by. But she just ignored him, trying her best to push him out of her mind. It was Thursday evening now, and she was just winding down from a long day at work. She kicked off her shoes and poured a glass of juice, settling in front of the TV. 

As she was channel surfing, there came a knock at the door, so she got up from the couch and went over to answer it, pausing to look through the peephole. As she recognized the tall, imposing figure she stepped away from the door. She tried to be quiet, but the wooden floorboards gave her away, creaking loudly in protest.

"Lynn, I know you're in there. Open up. I can hear you," he called out to her.

She remained quiet, not moving an inch. 

"Please Lynn, open the door. Give me a chance to explain myself." 

"Just go away, Takoda. I want to be left alone."

But that wasn't true. What she really wanted was to open the door and rush into his arms, but she couldn't do that. It would make her seem so weak. And there was a part of her that enjoyed hearing him like this, begging outside of her door.

"Please, baby. Let me inside." 

She took a few steps to the door, placing her hand on the doorknob. 

"Sweetie?" There was hope in his voice. He knew she was right there. 

But for some reason she couldn't open it. She didn't know why, but her hand was frozen on the doorknob, unable to turn it. Her cheek was placed against the doorjamb, and her breath came out loud and heavy. Her heartbeat pounded so loudly she was sure he could hear it. And strangely enough, the mark beneath her shirt had begun to grow very warm. A few more moments went by and then she heard him leave, his work boots descending down the stairs and then crunching across the gravel driveway.

She stood there for awhile, listening for any signs of his return, but there were none.

So she walked away from the door and sat back down. She took a sip of juice, then another, trying to calm herself down. She felt a little shaky, and her heart was beating very rapidly.

Her throat was dry and her chest ached. She loved him. There was no doubt about that. So why wouldn't she give him another chance? Maybe there was a good reason why he had left her that night. 

But she shook that thought away. He'd ditched her, that was all there was to it. And still, despite all of that she had still wanted to let him in. But a part of her was afraid to.

She was afraid of melting into his arms and accepting any excuse he gave her. She was afraid that she would believe him, no matter what he had to say, and once that happened, she was in for a whole lot more heartache. No, it was better to just end things here, before any more damage could be done. She couldn't take anymore games of the heart. 

A loud rapping sound at the door startled her, making her jolt upward. She walked over to the door and opened it, but the person who stood in front of her was not who she wanted to see.

"David, hi. What a surprise it is to see you here. What's up?" 

David was one of her coworkers at the advertising agency she worked at. They worked on quite a few projects together and they'd built up a nice rapport at work, but never had they become so close that she would have expected him to show up on her doorstep. 

"Hey Lynn. Sorry to drop by unannounced, but I tried calling you and there was no answer. You left these behind at work, so I knew you would be missing them." Holding up a portfolio in his hands, he passed it to her. 

"Well thanks for bringing it over, but you didn't have to drive all the way out here. You could have just given it to me tomorrow."

"It's no big deal. I don't mind." He flashed her a smile then held up a bottle. "I brought you some wine, too. I remember you saying how Pinot Grigio was your favorite, so I thought I'd bring some by for you." He handed her the bottle. 

"Oh, David, you really didn't have to do that. That was very thoughtful of you, though. Thank you." 

"No problem." Offering her a wide grin, David eagerly awaited an invitation to come inside.

Yet instead of asking him in Lynn just gave him a weak smile and awkwardly said, "Well I know you probably need to get back on the road so I'll let you go. See you at work tomorrow, okay?" Her palm pressed against the door as she began to close it.

"Hey wait." David replied in a hurry. "It smells pretty good in there, what are you cooking?" 

"Oh, it's just some pie in the stove."

"I'd love a slice, if you could spare one." 

The last thing she felt like doing was entertaining company, but she figured it was the least she could do since he'd driven all the way out to her home. Forcing a smile onto her face Lynn opened the door wider so he could enter. 

"Yeah, sure. Come on in and have a seat."

"Thank you." As he walked into the living room he took a seat on the couch. 

Holding the bottle of wine up she said, "I'll pour us a glass and slice us some pie. Be back in a minute." 

"Sure thing, no hurry," David responded, loosening his tie and settling back onto the couch. 

Once the pie was cut and the wine was poured Lynn came back into the living room, holding a wooden TV tray which held two glasses of wine and the saucers of apple pie. After setting it down on the coffee table she handed David a piece of pie and a fork. Then she settled into an armchair beside the couch. 

"Plenty of room here with me." He patted the space beside him, inviting her to come closer.

"It's okay. I'm more comfortable here," she said before taking a bite of her pie. 

"Okay, no problem." 

They watched TV as they ate, and even though Lynn's eyes were focused in the other direction, she could still feel him watching her. He stole little glances at her every now and again, his eyes drifting over the split in her skirt which exposed her firm, shapely thighs. Then he moved up to her cleavage, eyeing the outline of her bra beneath the fabric. She could tell he was trying to be sly about it, but she knew what he was doing. 

After a few moments she realized that the attention he was giving her wasn't just annoying, it was downright creepy. Lynn had never found herself the least bit interested in extending their relationship to anything beyond the time that they saw each other at work, and the last thing that she wanted was to be eyed like a piece of meat in her own home. 

It made her sick just thinking about him making any sort of sexual advances upon her. Feeling very uncomfortable beneath his lascivious gaze, Lynn excused herself and made a beeline for the bathroom. 

As soon as she was gone David got up from the couch and quietly crept toward the hallway, which led to her sleeping quarters. The steps David took were small and the carpet which covered the hallway floor muffled the sound of his steps as he made his way toward her bedroom. As he reached her bedroom door he pushed it open and headed straight for her cherry oak dresser. 

Desperate to satiate his curiosity, he began to open the drawers as he searched for the one which contained her undergarments. He pulled open the small drawers first, glancing into each of them until he found what he was looking for. Reaching into the pile of lacy panties and bras, David grabbed a skimpy g-string and pressed it against his nose, inhaling the scent of a light perfume. He started to slip them into his pocket but a sound which came from beyond the window diverted his attention. 

It almost sounded as if someone were tapping on the glass of the windowpane but he couldn't be for sure, so he walked up to it and parted the curtains. As he peered out into the night all he saw was darkness but then suddenly the sight of a large paw with long claws appeared before his eyes. As it slammed against the window it caused the glass to vibrate, releasing a cry of fear and surprise from David's mouth. As the face of a wolf came into view it emitted a furious growl, baring its razor sharp teeth at a terrified and trembling David.

"Shit!" David stumbled backwards, dropping the pair of panties he'd been holding in his hand. 

The sound of the wolf's snarls deepened as its murderous eyes stared into David's. The animal's fur bristled and its hot breath clouded against the glass. Menacing sounds ripped through its throat and a trickle of saliva ran down its muzzle. 

David backed away from the window, then turned and rushed out of the bedroom, his breath coming out in quick, harsh gasps. As he took a seat on the couch David struggled to compose himself, not wanting to appear flustered once Lynn came out. Grabbing a glass of wine he gulped down a large sip and leaned back against the couch. Then suddenly David's eyes were drawn toward the large picture window in the living room, and what he saw nearly caused him to drop his glass of wine.

The wolf's yellow eyes glowed at him from beyond the glass, and a low, deep growl emitted from the animal's throat. Even from where he sat David could see that the wolf's eyes were full of murderous intent, and David was frozen in place. It seemed that his eyes were unwillingly locked into those of the feral animal, and as a snarl rumbled through its throat it leapt up onto the glass. Long claws extended from its paws and it pressed its sharp nails up against the glass, creating long scratches against the window pane.

David was certain the animal would find some way to break through the glass and attack him but surprisingly, the wolf grew quiet and its ears pricked upward. Then suddenly it took off, rushing off into the night and disappearing into the darkness. David was left befuddled as to the reason why the wolf had backed off after such an aggressive display, but he was also wonderfully relieved. As the sound of Lynn's footsteps came closer to the living room, he heard her call out to him in alarm.

"David, are you okay? I heard some strange sounds coming from out here." 

David's face had turned an ashen white color and his voice trembled as he responded, "There was a wolf outside of the window." 

"A wolf?" She furrowed her eyebrows. "Are you sure it was a wolf? I haven't seen any wolves in this area before."

"Yeah, it was a huge gray one. It seemed to come out of nowhere." Taking another drink from his glass of wine, he gulped it down until there was only a small pool of liquid remaining in the bottom of the glass. 

Walking over toward the window, Lynn glanced out of it, staring into the inky darkness as she searched for signs of the wild animal.

"I've never wolves around these parts before. They usually prefer hanging out in the forest."

As she turned to face him David could clearly see that her eyes were filled with concern. He could tell from the expression on her face that she felt bad about him being scared, and having her look at him in that way caused him to feel nothing less than pathetic. He didn't have a chance in hell of ever hooking up with her now. He'd completely blown it, thanks to his fear over that damn wolf.

"Well if you want to stay over for a bit, you can. Just to make sure the wolf is gone." 

The reluctance in her voice was badly concealed and he could tell she was only saying it to try and be polite. 

"No thanks, I'll be fine. I'm sure it's gone by now, anyways."

"Are you sure you're okay, David?"

As he felt her touch his arm David glanced down at her hand. He'd been waiting a very long to feel her touch upon him, but he never would have guessed that it'd happen like this. It bothered him that she was touching him out of pity and not out of genuine interest in and attraction.

"Yes, I'm fine." Averting his eyes from her caring gaze, he twisted the doorknob and headed outside. 

David felt like half a man now and could barely even maintain eye contact with her. As he headed down the steps of the porch Lynn called out after him.

"Have a safe drive home and i'll see you at work tomorrow. Thanks again for dropping my portfolio off."

Giving a wave in response, David muttered a weak goodbye, then continued toward his car. As he unlocked the door to his vehicle he got a strong feeling that the wolf was still out there, watching him with those hungry yellow eyes. David knew that if the wolf was out there watching him, he could easily attack and kill him at this very moment. 

So the question was, why wasn't the wolf making its move upon him? Not wishing to linger upon that question, David quickly got behind the wheel and slammed the car door behind him. He gave another wave to Lynn and offered her a small smile. After returning his wave, she retreated inside the house. 

His gaze was briefly drawn toward the passenger side window and for one short moment he was certain he saw the wolf's yellow eyes staring at him in the darkness of the night. But when he took a second glance at the same spot he saw that the glow had disappeared. 

Not wanting to waste a moment longer he put his car into drive and took off, leaving a trail of dust as his tires rolled forward. 

*****************

The wolf had been patiently waiting below the steps of the porch, hoping that David would come out alone. He'd planned to spring upward and go straight for the man's jugular, but the appearance of Lynn had caused the gray wolf to decide against attacking. Now that Lynn wore his mark that meant that she was his, and the wolf was willing to do anything it took to protect his mate.

As the sound of David's car engine retreated the wolf emitted a growl, then crawled out from beneath the porch steps. The memory of this other man was still sharp in his mind, and his right now his feral instincts were urging him toward murderous actions. The wolf knew, however, that what he needed the most right now couldn't be done. 

Heading toward the back of Lynn's house, the wolf trotted toward her bedroom window. Jumping onto an old tree stump, he tilted his gaze upward and peered through the window. Lynn's back was to him, but he could see in the reflection of the mirror that she was standing in front of, that her hand was upon her shoulder. Her fingers rubbed back and forth at a spot just beneath her collarbone, and he instantly knew what she was stroking at.

It was his mark, the one he'd made upon her. Judging from the look on her face, she seemed to be intently fascinated by it. Her eyebrows were knitted together and her head was cocked in confusion. As he watched her rub at the scar he caught the strong scent of her body, and nearly found himself overwhelmed by the fragrance of Lynn. 

A light floral scent emitted from her room, and yet there was also another scent. It was a scent far more powerful than perfume could ever be, and as he pressed his nose against the windowpane he realized it was the scent of her. Her own unique smell which filled him with a deep and anxious longing. 

As he indulged himself in the scent of his mate he realized that watching her like this was pure torture, so he turned his back to the window and retreated to the woodsy area behind her house. It was only a matter of time before she became his, but he still felt an urgent need to have her. Lifting his muzzle to the sky, the wolf emitted a long, loud howl. 

The wolf sat on a small hill behind Lynn's house and his eyes were peeled upon her bedroom window. As the filmy curtains parted he saw her face peer out into the night and he knew that she had heard his howl. He found himself wondering if something inside of her knew, if something within her body responded to the sound of his call.

He'd been hoping that something inside of her would be drawn to his call, but how long would it take before he could tell her the truth and explain what it truly meant? The answer to that was inside of him and he knew that as long as he kept quiet about his true nature, he would continue to be lonely and apart from her. 

As the bedroom light shut off the windowpane darkened, and the wolf knew that Lynn had gone to sleep. Choosing to shift back into his human form the wolf began his transformation. Bones creaked as organs shifted themselves internally and his rib cage became smaller as his neck thinned out. Limbs grew longer and his muzzle transformed into a mouth. Then fur disappeared and it dissolved into smooth skin.

Once the metamorphosis completed itself Takoda stood tall and proud in his human form. His hair lay like a blanket across his wide shoulders and his nude form was illuminated in the light of the pure, silvery moon. He started down the hill, heading toward his pickup truck. As Takoda descended down the hill his feet covered the tracks he'd made as a wolf, replacing them with the footprints of a human.

* * * *

Engaged in a fitful night of sleep, Lynn's dreams were filled with places she'd never seen before. The dream she was currently having took place in the wilderness and she was walking along a path in the forest, searching for something or someone. She wasn't sure just what she was looking for, but something inside of herself told her to keep going. 

Paths changed and some of them converged, until finally she found herself walking along a road in the forest that was lined with pebbles. It seemed that the further she went, the larger the pebbles grew. Eventually the pebbles became rocks and then increased in size until finally they were large stones. 

Then suddenly, she found herself standing in front of a person who was kneeling on the ground. Although this man's back was to her, Lynn instantly recognized the person as Takoda.

With his knees planted on the ground, Takoda was leaning forward over something which was lying on the ground. His shoulders shook in silent grief and as she walked closer toward him. 

"Ehawee...Ehawee, nooo!" Takoda cried out in anguish.

"Takoda?" Placing her palm against his back, Lynn tenderly stroked it. "Honey, what's wrong?" 

Turning his head to face her, she could see that tears were flowing from his eyes. "She's gone. One of those things killed her." 

"Who did they kill? Tell me." Lynn's voice was filled with urgency.

She waited for him to answer but he chose instead to remain quiet. Curious as to who he was grieving over, Lynn glanced over his shoulder and saw there was a wolf lying on the ground. Its fur was matted with blood and its head was cocked at an odd angle. Peering closer at the animal, Lynn saw that the wolf's neck had been slashed and she stared sadly at its lifeless body. Finding herself at a loss for words, she began to wonder just who or what could do such a terrible thing.

Still kneeling beside the animal, Takoda tenderly stroked it's blood streaked fur, speaking softly to it in a language that Lynn didn't understand. It was clear that he felt great love for this animal, and as she listened to him quietly talk to it she realized that a gradual change was happening. 

Takoda had lifted his gaze from the body of the wolf's and his eyes stared out into the forest. They darted back and forth, seeming to search for someone who was hidden in the thickness of the trees. Then suddenly and without any warning Takoda's voice boomed through the air. Caught off guard by the sound of it, Lynn's shoulders gave a nervous jolt upward. 

"Come out from your hiding place, you cowards. Come out and face me now! I will not leave until you show yourself!" Rising up from the kneeling position, Takoda rose to his feet, tightly clenching his fists. 

She didn't know who he was calling out to, but she knew that whomever they were would surely pay the price for the slain wolf. The sound of rustling leaves from somewhere in the forest caused Takoda to direct his attention there, and as he focused upon a point in the trees he began to walk toward it. 




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She noticed that his nostrils flared with anger and the muscles in his jaw were flexing. As he walked off the path and headed into the thicket of trees, Lynn called out to him.

"Wait, i'm coming with you." She struggled to catch up with him, but with each step that she took, he seemed to take three. He was moving too quick for her and she didn't have any hope of being able to catch up with him.

Eventually he was so far ahead of her that she gave up trying, and before she knew it he'd disappeared into a thick, unrelenting fog.

"Takoda!" As she called out to him. the sound of her voice echoed through the forest. 

Then suddenly she woke up, and as she realized she'd been dreaming her pulse began to slow. Yet despite the fact that she was now awake, she found that she just couldn't shake the sharp pangs of emotion that she felt. 

As she thought about the dream, she recalled how keenly she had been able to feel Takoda's emotions, almost as if they had been her very own. She'd been able to feel everything deeply in her heart, and somehow she knew that Takoda truly was connected to that wolf in some way. She wasn't sure exactly how, but that animal meant something to him in his real life. 

Lynn took a few swallows of water from the glass which sat on her bedside table and then she lay her head back against the pillow. She pulled her covers up over her but after a few short minutes she'd kicked them back off again. It was a cold night out, but for some reason she was feeling unbearably hot. She was used to sleeping beneath a heavy quilt, but tonight she couldn't even stand the feel of a thin sheet across her body. 

In the back of her mind something was telling her that there was something wrong here, and yet she chose instead to ignore it. Releasing a heavy sigh she turned her mind back to the dream she'd had. She was hoping to find out the meaning behind it and since she'd read enough dream books to last her a lifetime, Lynn figured she could at least work out some of the symbols. 

The first thought that popped into her head was that the dream was trying to warn her to keep her heart protected. It was a bit late for a warning like that, she supposed, but it still served as a good reminder. Yet the more she thought about the possible meaning behind the dream, she realized it made a lot of sense. 

She'd given herself so freely to Takoda within such a short amount of time, and where had that gotten her? She was all alone now, left completely heartbroken and sad. He'd left her behind in the dream, and in real life she'd been left alone as well.

As she thought about the dream, Lynn knew that the decision she'd made to shut Takoda out of her life had been a good one. He'd called a few times since the night they'd spent together, but she knew he was probably only calling to ease his conscious. 

He'd sounded guilty in every one of the messages that he'd left her, but if he was really worth her time he would never have left after the passionate evening they'd spent. If he could walk away so easily form such a connection, then that truly meant that he didn't deserve to be a part of her life.

Grabbing the glass of water from the bedside table Lynn took a large gulp of water, completely emptying it of its contents. She didn't know why she was so thirsty but she desperately felt the need for more liquid. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed Lynn stood up from the mattress and headed for the kitchen, but before she could even make it out of the bedroom she began to feel very dizzy. 

Realizing that she was in no shape to be walking around the house, Lynn got back into bed and closed her eyes, hoping that she wasn't getting ill. Suddenly feeling cold Lynn pulled the quilt up over body, nestling beneath it's thickness and warmth. She didn't know what had brought this sickness on, but she obviously had a fever. She wasn't used to being sick and found herself hoping that it would pass by the morning.

Closing her eyes and willing herself to sleep, Lynn lay quietly for a few minutes before her eyes flew open. There was a strange, frightening sensation came from the area beneath her right collarbone. As she placed her fingers against she spot she realized it was the area where the claw mark was located, and strangely enough it seemed to be pulsating. 

Thoroughly freaked out, Lynn removed her hand. Trying to clear her mind and calm down, she was hoping it was just the fever making her feel and imagine things that weren't really there. As she lay there staring at the ceiling she found herself feeling very frightened. 

She also felt an urge to touch the spot again, but she was afraid that doing so would only confirm that the pulsing sensation was still there. She gave herself a few more moments, took a few deep breaths, and then placed her finger against the scar. Sure enough, it was still pulsing beneath the skin. 

"What the heck is going on?" Her voice came out in a frightened whisper. 

All sorts of crazy thoughts began to go through her head as she thought about the meaning behind the mark on her chest. Had something been implanted beneath her skin, and if so, who had done it and why? Or maybe this was all just a figment of her imagination. Perhaps she was going mad and she just didn't know it yet. Maybe this was the first step toward her becoming full-blown crazy.

No, it can't be. Crazy people don't question their sanity, or do they? 

Releasing a shaky sigh, she began to wonder just what had really happened on that night that Takoda had left her. Had he seen or heard anything strange before he left, and if so, why hadn't he protected her? She desperately needed to know who or what had marked her, and what did it all mean?

Frustratingly, she didn't have an answer to any of these questions, so all she could do was just lie there and wonder. 

* * * *

It was Friday afternoon, and Takoda was finished for the day. As he drove home in his truck he thought about the difficult paint job he'd just completed. It was a two-story house he'd been working on, and a complete bitch to paint, due to the fact that the owner kept changing her mind about the colors she preferred. At first she'd wanted it blue, with yellow trim. Then she changed it to peach with blue trim. He'd painted nearly all of the trim on the windows blue before she decided upon a third change. 

This time she'd wanted the trim on the windows to be painted in white, and by that time that happened he'd already reached the end of his rope. He hadn't gotten angry though. All he could do was remain polite and continue to accommodate her. 

The pay had been very good, but if he knew ahead of time that she would be so indecisive, he never would have accepted the gig in the first place. The lady who owned the house he'd been painting had closely watched as he worked, and he could tell from the feel of her eyes upon him that she wasn't just concerned about the job he was doing.

Everytime he'd turned around he noticed that her eyes were firmly focused upon him, eyeing him up and down with a gaze which clearly expressed that she was sexually interested in him. She was an attractive woman, he couldn't deny that even if he tried, but he hadn't been interested in returning any of her lascivious glances. 

His mind had been on his work, and besides, he already had a woman in his life. Whether or not she was currently talking to him, well, that was a whole other story, but he still considered Lynn to be his. 

She might not know it yet, but she was already his mate. It would just take some time to break the news to her, to let her know what exactly had gone down that night. He wasn't sure just how she'd react, but he was hoping that she would still accept him. She was the one he wanted and he wasn't going to give up on the idea of them being a couple. 

As Takoda turned onto the long road which lead toward his house, he suddenly felt the urge to turn around and drive toward Lynn's. Turning the wheel sharply to the right he made a U-turn and headed back in the direction from which he'd just come. She could avoid his calls and refuse to answer the door, but if he showed up before she arrived home from work then she would have no choice but to speak with him. 

He didn't want to do it like this because it sort of made him feel like a stalker, but he just didn't know what else he could do. He needed to speak to her and he wanted to get it over with before he could chicken out again. He couldn't stand leaving things hanging between them like this. 

Once he arrived at her house, Takoda made sure to park his car so that it would be out of sight from the driveway where she would pull up. After getting out of the car Takoda leaned against his truck and glanced up into the sky. Grey clouds were moving in and the air was moist and heavy, signaling that a storm was on its way. 

After some time had passed he glanced down at his watch to check the time. Nearly half an hour had passed since he'd first arrived, but he wasn't getting impatient. He didn't care if it took two hours for her to come home, he was staying put until she arrived. As thunder rumbled in the distance, the air became filled with the earthy scent of rain. 

Another fifteen minutes passed before he saw a car approaching the house. As the tires rolled over the gravel driveway, he made sure to conceal himself, hiding behind the trunk of a large oak tree. He felt like a creeper doing it, but he didn't want Lynn avoiding him before he had the chance to speak to her.

He heard the sound of her car door slam, followed by her shoes crunching against the gravel of the driveway. Coming out from behind the tree, Takoda began walking toward her.

"Lynn." Takoda moved quickly toward her so he could reach her before she rushed inside and slammed the door in his face.

Turning her head toward the sound of his voice, she looked at him with eyes full of surprise. 

"Takoda, what are you doing here?" 

"Lynn, we need to talk. You won't answer my phone calls and you refused to answer the door when I came over the other night. 

"Well that obviously means I don't want to talk to you, so I don't understand why you're here." 

"Come on Lynn. Just hear me out for two minutes so that I can explain." 

"Why should I? Why do you even care?" she snapped.

"Because I can't stop thinking about you. You're on my mind everyday, and I need you to understand that I never wanted to leave you. It's just something that couldn't be helped." 

Releasing a humorless laugh, she replied, "Yeah, sure. Somebody forced you to leave, right?" 

"It wasn't somebody but something." 

"Uh-huh, right. Listen, you're talking in riddles, so I'd really appreciate it if you'd just stop wasting my time." Lynn slipped the key into the lock and turned the knob to open the door.

Climbing the steps so that he could stand beside her, Takoda glanced down at her with a pleading expression in his eyes. 

"Not until you let me explain. I promise that what I have to say is the complete truth. You just have to give me a chance."

As she turned around to face him he saw that her eyes were moist with tears. Placing a thumb upon her cheek, he tenderly stroked it as he gazed into her eyes. 

"The last thing I ever wanted was to hurt you, Lynn. I care for you, can't you see that? Please let me in so we can talk." 

"No." Moving away from his touch, she continued, "I already know that whatever you have to say to me is a lie, so you can just save your breath." 

She was going to turn around and go inside but the sound of desperation in his voice caused her to halt in place. 

"Damn it, Lynn. Just let me come in so I can explain, okay? What I have to tell you is very important." 

"And why is that you can't tell me out here?" 

Releasing a sigh of exasperation Takoda replied, 

"Because when I tell you I really think that you need to be sitting down." 

She could see from the look in his eyes that he was serious, so she relented and opened the door. 

"Fine, you have two minutes." She walked through the door first and held it open for him to enter.

After shutting it behind him she took a seat on the couch and crossed her arms defensively in front of her chest. Sitting on the couch next to her, Takoda turned his body so that they could make eye contact. 

"The reason I left you that night was because I didn't want you to see me. I transformed into something else, something different from this human form you see before you." 

Lynn remained silent, her brow slightly furrowing as her eyes nervously darted from his face to a point beyond his shoulder. Takoda didn't have to turn around and follow her gaze to know that she was glancing at the door, and he realized that the words he spoke to her must have injected her with fear. The last thing he'd wanted was to scare her, but he knew that there really wasn't any other way to break this news to her.

"What I transformed into was a wolf, Lynn." 

As her eyebrows lifted, her mouth slightly parted. Silence passed between them for a few moments before she finally began to speak. 

Releasing a choked laugh she said, "A wolf? Takoda, are you kidding me?" 

He shook his head, giving her a dead serious look. "I'm afraid not. I know it sounds ridiculous, but it's the truth." 

"So what you're trying to say is, the clock struck midnight, and you turned into a werewolf. Is that what you're telling me? You have got to be kidding me." 

"No, Lynn, I am not a werewolf. I'm a shape-shifter." 

"A shape-shifter?" Lynn's eyebrow rose. 

She didn't know whether to believe him or not. A part of her wanted to, but then again, it sounded so far-fetched that it just couldn't be true. This wasn't a Hollywood movie they were living, it was real life, and things like this didn't exist in the real world.

"Yes. This means I can alter my physical appearance at any given moment. Now usually, I have complete and full control over it. But for some reason when I was with you that night, the transformation happened unwillingly. I had absolutely no power over it. I still don't know why it happened so abruptly, but now you understand why I had to leave. If you'd woken up and seen me like that, you would have freaked. I just couldn't let that happen." 

Running her fingers through her hair she softly uttered. "I don't know what to say." 

"I know it's hard to believe, but now that you've heard it I hope you understand." 

Shaking her head she replied, "No, I don't. I don't understand why you're lying to me, and I don't understand why you left me that night, but you know what, maybe it's just something I'll always have to wonder about. What I do know, however, is that what you just told me was completely ridiculous. I'm sorry, but I just can't take anymore. I want you to go now." Lynn stood up from the couch and made her way toward the front door. 

"All right, Lynn, I'll go. Before I do though, maybe you'll want to tell me just where you think that mark on your shoulder came from. Who gave it to you, and why is it in the shape of a claw? If you can tell me all of that, then I'll leave." 

Stunned into silence, Lynn halted her steps toward the door, turning on her heels to face him once again. Takoda clearly saw the uneasiness in her eyes and could tell she was wondering just how in the hell he'd known that information. The blouse she wore covered her shoulders completely, so there was no way he could have seen it. 

Raising her hand up to her shirt, Lynn began to gently stroke the claw mark which was hidden beneath the fabric. 

"It was you that did this me?" 

"Yes, Lynn, I gave you that mark. I didn't mean to, though. I got carried away when we were having sex and I guess I went too far." 

"When we were having sex?" She shook her head. "No, it couldn't have been. I would have felt it." 

"I don't think you did. Whatever pain you felt, if there was any, was probably covered up in pleasure. I think it happened when we came. That orgasm we had together was very powerful. You do remember, don't you?" 

"Of course." She felt herself grow a bit wet just from the thought of it, then quickly pushed the memory from her mind." So why did you do it and what exactly does it mean? This will go away, won't it?" She was still stroking at the hidden scar, her eyes glanced anxiously and fearfully at him. 

Lynn walked back over to the couch and took a seat, but he noticed she left more distance between them this time. It stung to know she was afraid of him and he sensed that her fear of him was very strong. Her butt was planted on the very edge of the couch, which meant she was readying herself to leap up in case he decided to launch an attack.

"I did it in the heat of passion, Lynn. I was so caught up in the moment that I lost control." Takoda gave a nervous swallow and swept a strand of hair from his eyes. "The reason you have that scar on your chest is because I wanted to mark you as mine. You're my mate now." 

"What! " As the words left his lips Lynn's eyes widened in alarm. "Your mate? What does that mean?" 

"It means I want you as my woman, to be one with me. Now that you wear my mark, it's brought you closer to who I am. Not only as a man, but also as a wolf." 

"So, what you're trying to tell me is, I'm like you now. You've turned me into a shape-shifter, is that right?" 

Hoping to quell her fear Takoda explained. "I can't turn you into a shifter, Lynn. I inherited this from my parents, so it's not contagious. You're still completely human. There's nothing for you to worry about." 

"Oh, okay." Her body visibly relaxed as the words left her mouth. "So what exactly does it mean, then? Does it change me in any way, and will it permanently be there?" 

"My mark is a part of your body now, so you'll wear it for life. And what it means is we're now linked for life. You may have noticed changes already happening. You'll probably get some strange feelings from time to time, and every emotion that you feel will be experienced in a completely different way. You may begin to have strange dreams as well. Has any of this begun to happen yet?" 

As a pregnant pause filled the air between them, he noticed she was hesitating to answer and wondered what was going on in her head. He strongly sensed she was hiding something from him and began to feel saddened that she was so reluctant to trust him. As he thought more about about it, he realized that her fear was currently in charge, and it was up to him to make her feel at ease again. 

"No, nothing out of the ordinary has happened yet." 

As the words left her mouth he noticed that her eyes skirted away from his and he felt a felt a pang of disappointment. She didn't trust him, that much was evident from her lack of eye contact.

"Well, you'll probably notice the changes happening pretty soon. You'll find that you're able to sense things about me, things that a human being normally wouldn't be able to pick up on. Basically it just means you'll have a keener sense of knowing. Every emotions you experience will be magnified and everytime we physically join together you'll notice that our connection will grow stronger."

As he mentioned their physical connection to each other, he noticed that Lynn's eyes were peering very deeply into his own and he could feel the sexual heat in her body radiating strongly toward him. Her fear seemed to be gradually lessening, and that was a good thing. He'd much rather have her be turned on than to feel afraid.

After licking her dry lips and clearing her throat, Lynn asked, "Will you be able to read my mind?" 

"No, I can't go that far. Sensing something isn't the same as reading someone's mind, but if you're ever in trouble I'll certainly become aware of it. So you don't ever have to worry about being left alone, because I'll always be with you, in one way or another. 




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Takoda noticed she was nervously fumbling with her keys in her lap, so he reached down to grab her hand, holding it gently within his.

"From the first day we met I knew you were right for me. I knew there was something different about the connection we had, something special that I wasn't going to find anywhere else. It's been a long time since I felt like this." 

As his finger stroked the back of her hand he sensed that her heartbeat was growing faster.

"So basically I'm still the same. Nothing major has changed, right?" Her eyes searched his for reassurance, and he nodded. 

"You'll feel things more intensely now, especially when you're around me, but you're still a human, if that's what you're wondering."

As he spoke the words to her he noticed her visibly relax.

"Well that's good to hear, but I still feel worried and I really need to know what's going on with my body."

Takoda's eyebrows dipped into a frown. "What do you mean? You're not sick, are you?"

"I was last night, but that's not what was worrying me." Pulling her hand away from his, Lynn undid the top two buttons on her shirt and pulled the top of her blouse aside to show him her mark, "This thing was pulsating last night, and it really freaked me out. I mean, what was that all about? It really scared me."

"I know it did. Everything you went through last night, I felt it too. Your fever, your aches and pains. I knew you were confused and scared and i'm sorry I wasn't there to be with you as it happened. I really am." 

His eyes expressed the sincerity in his words. 

"I tried to be there for you, Lynn. That's why I kept calling, but you wouldn't even answer the phone. I never wanted you to go through all of this alone. I was hoping to explain things to you before the change began." 

"The change? What change? What is this thing doing to me?" 

"Please don't call it a thing. You're insulting my manhood by saying that. It's my mating mark, and it means everything in the world to me." 

The bruised expression on his face told Lynn that he was genuinely hurt by her choice of word to describe it. 

"All right then, your mating mark. Why was it pulsing?" 

"Your body was adjusting to it, and that's also why you came down with the fever. It just takes awhile for it to become fully acclimated. You're fine now though, right? It's not still moving, is it?" 

"No, when I woke up this morning everything was back to normal. I'm still upset with you, though. I didn't have a say in any of this/ You didn't even ask me if I wanted to be mated." 

Takoda lowered his gazefor a moment before once again meeting Lynn's eyes. "You're right, I didn't ask your permission, and it was never my intention to force it upon you. I did however, feel in your heart that you had very strong feeling for me. Much more so than you ever have about any other man." 

"You seem very sure of yourself. So I guess you sensed that about me from the very first moment we met, huh?" 

"Of course I sensed it. As a shape-shifter, I just know these things." 

"You're making excuses. You've marked me, and now you feel bad about it. I can see it in your eyes." 

"I do feel guilty about it, Lynn. I didn't ask you if it was okay before I did it, and I do regret that. I just hope you believe me when I say that I never meant to complicate your life. I allowed my wolf to take over and I unwillingly shifted. It was a mistake and I'm sorry that I did it. But if there's something I don't regret, it's being able to watch over you more closely. You're my woman now, and I don't like seeing other men hanging around you. Especially not here in this house." 

"What are you taking about?" 

"You had a man here the other night." 

"And what business is that of yours?" 

"I don't like him. He's not right for you." 

"And you are?" 

"So much more than he could ever be." His eyes narrowed as he said it, remembering the face of David, the man who hopelessly lusted after her. 

"He's my coworker, that's all. He just stopped off to give me some papers I'd left at work. Not that it's any of your business." 

"Maybe so, but I still don't like him. In fact, I hate him. He came over because he wanted to try and have sex with you. He was only using the portfolio as an excuse to get inside your house. He's very devious, I hope you understand that. I don't want him ever coming around you again, you understand?" 

"You have no right to order me around like that. I'll do as I damn well please." 

"Will you?" 

"Yes, I will." Her eyes stared intensely into his without blinking. 

Takoda willed himself to remain calm, but his wolf was threatening to emerge. He'd already claimed her so she was undoubtedly his, but he couldn't stand the thought of her being around David. Takoda didn't want her anywhere around this other man, not after the stunt he'd pulled in Lynn's bedroom.

Recalling the events of the previous night, Takoda angrily recalled David's presence in her bedroom and he began to feel the anger rise inside of him. 

The memory of David touching Lynn's intimate garments caused him to boil with rage. Just the thought of another man's hands on her body was enough to send him over the edge. If anyone ever tried to touch or harm her, he would personally see to it that they were ripped apart. As thoughts of David ran through Takoda's mind, he realized that the only way to completely get rid of Lynn's coworker was to hunt him down and kill him.

As dark thoughts formed in his mind, a dangerous glint passed through Takoda's eyes. The presence of Lynn, however, pulled him away from his murderous thoughts, and as he came back to the present moment, his eyes began to once again soften. 

"Have it your way, Lynn. You can do as you please, but that won't stop me from watching over you." 

A comfortable silence fell between them as they both became lost in their own thoughts. The sound of light rain pattered against the living room window and as Lynn glanced outside at the cloudy sky, she found herself recalling the first day she'd met Takoda.

"I knew there was something different about you when we first met. Your gaze was so strong that as soon as I looked into your eyes, it felt as if you were pulling me further in. It was almost impossible to look away from you.

Sliding a finger beneath her chin he tilted it up, then leaned his face in closer to hers.

"I was testing you, Lynn. I wanted to see how receptive you would be to my advances. You liked the way I looked at you though, didn't you? I know it turned you on." 

His thumb tenderly stroked her cheek. The heat between them grew as he touched her, and his keen senses immediately picked up the scent of her arousal. 

"I was curious." 

Takoda's lips tugged upwards into a smile, "I know you were, and so was I. From that very first moment that we locked eyes I knew we would be together."

As his fingers slid across her silk clad chest her body instantly responded. He felt her nipples harden beneath his touch and her breathing began to quicken, filling him with excitement and need. 

"You are all mine, aren't you, Lynn?" Takoda pressed his lips against her ear and gently began sucking upon the tip of her earlobe. 

"No, I'm not," she breathily murmured. 

As the lie left her lips he felt his smile widen and he removed his mouth from the flesh of her ear.

"Of course you are. It's what you wanted from that first day we met." 

Peppering kisses against her neck, he moved his mouth down toward the pulse point of her neck. As his lips rested upon it he felt the beat instantly quicken, indicating that her arousal for him was increasing. 

"I can feel your excitement for me," he breathed against her neck.

Moving his lips back up to her mouth, he pressed them lightly against her lips, just barely brushing against their softness. The first kiss he gave her was light, a tender peck. Then he followed it up with a deep, passionate one.

As their tongues brushed together, Lynn let loose a heady moan. She was willing her body not to respond beneath his ministrations, but the feel of his mouth and hands upon her was almost too much for her to handle. 

Despite the fact that she was deeply attracted to him she was also filled with a strong apprehension. She didn't know what kind of powers he might have, and she was also feeling unsure about the effect the mark would have on her. 

According to Takoda, the emotions she that she regularly felt would now be enhanced, which meant that the feelings she'd previously had for him would now be increased. She wasn't sure if she was ready for this. She'd experienced heartbreak before, and if the relationship she was having with Takoda was to ever end, she wasn't so sure she'd be able to handle the pain. 

The presence of Takoda was driving her crazy with arousal and the feelings she had for him seemed to constantly be growing stronger. She was losing too much of herself in him and she couldn't deal with being this way. She wasn't used to being so crazy over a man, and she wasn't about to let her love for Takoda take over everything else in her life. Willing all of the power inside of her, Lynn pushed her hand against his chest and broke their heated kiss. 

"No, this has to stop. I can't do this anymore." 

"Why? What did I do?" 

"I could feel myself melding with you. It was like I wasn't even myself anymore, you were becoming a part of me." Lynn stood up from the couch and backed a few steps away from him. 

"That's what's supposed to happen, Lynn. You're my mate, now. It's just your mark responding to my touch. It's perfectly natural for you to feel those things." 

"No it isn't natural, at all. I can't do this, Takoda. This is just too weird." 

Takoda rose to his feet and took a step toward her, "I can see you're afraid, but I'm not going to hurt you. I wish you could see that. Please stop blocking this from happening and open yourself up to me." 

Shaking her head she replied, "I can't be with you, Takoda."

"Please, Lynn. Don't throw what we have away." He took another step toward her and tried to touch her arm but she shied away from his touch

"I want you to go. Please don't make this any harder than it has to be." 

Releasing a heavy sigh, he turned his back to Lynn and made his way toward the front door. As he reached it he paused, then turned to face her.

"I know you want to be with me, Lynn so just stop kidding yourself and allow this to be. I understand that you're confused and scared about things, but why are you so afraid of loving me?"

As he stood there waiting for her to respond, all she could do was just stare at him. She did want him to stay, and yet she was also afraid of being around him. She was stuck between two conflicting desires and wasn't sure of which one she should go with. As fear and love battled for domination she averted her eyes from his own, not wanting to be drawn into his powerful gaze. 

"We belong together, Lynn. Let me stay with you tonight."

"Why, so you can make another mark on me? Please just go already. We can't be together and I need you to accept that.

Lynn walked over to the door and opened it, lifting her eyes to meet his in a firm stare. As they stood there next to the door a cool breeze swept inside and the rhythm of the rain filled the air.

"You can't turn me away, Lynn. No matter how hard you try. We're bound together now-for life." 

He then crossed the threshold, walked down the porch steps, and headed away from her house. But not without Lynn feeling a strange mixture of both relief and sadness.



Under His Spell Ch. 03



 "No!" she whined.

 "Did you like playing with your pussy on the phone last night?" he teased.

 "You made me do it," she said defensively.

 "Sure," he laughed. "But tomorrow it won't be a finger that you suck or feel in your cunt. Tomorrow it will be my cock." 

 "No," she said.

 "Yes," he told her and then he pulled her against him. She was embarrassed but she liked how her pussy felt as it pressed against his cock. "You need a good fucking," he told her. "You know you do." She started to complain but he kissed her before she could get a word out. His tongue darted between her lips and she felt her panties getting damp as she opened her mouth. He swirled his tongue around hers and she felt her body respond even though she knew it was wrong to be doing this. She melted against him and felt his hands slide down to her ass. She squirmed as she felt her skirt being lifted in the back and she knew people must be watching as he fondled each cheek through her panties but she felt so good in his arms that she didn't want him to stop. She rubbed her pussy on his cock and when his lips moved away she could feel saliva dripping down her chin. 

"You're ready to be fucked right now, aren't you," he said. She didn't answer but his hands on her ass and her pussy pressing against his cock were making her juices flow. "Take my cock out," he whispered to her.

 "Is this a dream?" she asked him. 

 "What difference does it make," he answered. "Just do it." She leaned away from him and he moved his hands to her tits as she reached for his fly. She opened it and she could see people looking at them as she wrestled his cock from his pants. It wasn't completely hard but it still looked twice as big as Norman's. "Caress it," he told her as he began rubbing her tits. She let out a deep breath as she took his cock in her hand and felt how hot it was. Then she began to stroke it very slowly. 

"Do you want to suck it?" he asked her. "You sounded jealous when I asked Lili to suck it last night."

 "I wasn't jealous," she said defensively.

 "Tomorrow you'll suck it," he told her. "You'll suck my cock and swallow all my cum." Her hand tightened around his cock and she began stroking it faster. She winced when he pinched her nipples through her blouse and he smiled at her. "I told you I would suck your little titties, didn't I."

 "Yes," she answered and he began opening her blouse. She was surprised when she felt his hands on her bare tits and realized she wasn't wearing a bra. He tweaked both of her nipples and she moaned. 

"Lift your skirt and rub my cock on your pussy," he told her. "Do it!" he added when she hesitated. She lifted her skirt with her left hand and then she rubbed the tip of his cock over the crotch of her panties. It felt good and she couldn't help humping against it. "Remember to wear your new panties tomorrow," he whispered to her. "And remember that I know you haven't any excuses." He kissed her tenderly while he fondled her tits and she pressed her cunt against his cock."

When her eyes opened she was holding her nightgown up with her left hand and rubbing her pussy with her right hand. She kept rubbing it until she had an orgasm and then she drifted off to sleep.

She got up early to make Norman breakfast and he told her it would be late before he could call her. She told him she had to pick up Ellen and she didn't know what time she would be back. He just nodded and said goodbye. 

Ellen was up a short time later and promised she would call by eight o'clock. Margie went up to her office after Ellen left and vowed she wouldn't go to Luke's house. It made her feel better and she started to do some work. It lasted until ten thirty and then she began to worry. She began thinking that he seemed to know everything about her, and he had said in the dream that he knew she hadn't any excuses. She knew it was crazy but he seemed to know what happened in her dreams. She didn't know how but he certainly seemed to know. Then she thought about the video tape. She could never explain it. No one would believe her and the people at the party would probably just lie. And the check. She never should have gone shopping with Lili and signed that check. 

"I have to go," she told herself. "But I'll just try to talk some sense into him. I won't do anything. I'll just go and talk to him."

She took a shower and then she went over to her dresser. The new underwear she had bought with Lili was in the bottom drawer. She opened it telling herself it didn't mean anything, that she just felt like wearing something new. She put on the pair of sheer, white panties and a transparent white bra and looked at herself in the full length mirror. Her pubic hair and nipples could be seen plainly through the thin material and her legs felt weak as she gazed at her reflection. Her hair was next and then she found herself spending more time with her makeup than she normally did. 

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to look nice," she told herself. She felt strange as she sat on the bed and pulled on her stockings and had to fight off an urge to rub her pussy each time her hands got close to it. 

"I'm just going there to talk," she kept telling herself as she put on her skirt and blouse. 



Under His Spell Ch. 04



Margie had met Luke and Lili Vidal at a party and Luke had told her he had her under his control. She thought it was preposterous but she had gone to their house and Luke fucked her and got her to suck his cock. And Lili had taped them doing it! Then he made her touch Lili until she came. She couldn't believe it had happened but they had the tape and said they would show it to her husband if she didn't do what they told her. Now she kept dreaming about him and he had ordered her to visit him on Friday. She told herself she was just going there to talk to him.

*

Margie was very nervous as she drove to Luke's house and her hands were shaking as she pulled into the driveway. She prided herself on always being prompt and she saw it was a few minutes before one as she got out of her car. She took a deep breath as she walked up to the door and then she rang the bell. It seemed to take forever before the door opened and she saw Lili standing there. 

"Right on time," Lili said with a big smile and then ushered her inside. Lili closed the door and then slipped her arm around Margie's waist. "Hello," she said and then she kissed her. Margie felt Lili's tongue touch her lips and got flustered but Lili pulled back and began leading her from the door. "He's waiting for you," Lili said as they began walking through the house. "He said you would be right on time." They wound up at the door to Luke's study and Lili knocked softly before she opened it. Margie saw Luke standing there in a robe as she stepped inside. "Buzz if you want me," Lili said and then she closed the door behind Margie.

"Hello," Luke said as Margie stood there.

"Hello," she stammered.

"You look nice," he said as he walked towards her.

"Thank you," she said hoarsely. "I just came here to talk to you."

"No," he said with a smile. "You came here to get fucked."

"Just to talk," she said.

"Don't I get a kiss hello?" he said as he put his hands on her hips. Despite all of her resolve she was powerless in his presence. She looked up as he lowered his lips to hers and then she was in his arms as his tongue moved into her mouth. Her body felt like it was on fire as it pressed against his and his hands began to roam over her ass and back. She found herself thinking that this was so much better than in the dreams. She was breathless when their lips parted and then he stepped back from her. "Let's see what you're wearing," he said. 

"I just came here to talk to you," she panted.

"Take your blouse off," he said ignoring her comment.

"It isn't right what you're doing to me," she said but she began opening the buttons of her blouse.

"I'm doing what you want me to do," he said calmly.

"No," she whimpered. "I don't want to do this."

"Take it off," he told her as she opened the last button. She took her blouse off and saw him looking at the transparent bra Lili had bought her. "Now the skirt," he said.

"I just want to talk," she whined.

"Take your skirt off," he said firmly. She couldn't resist so she reached behind her back and opened her skirt. It fell to her feet and she stood there in her bra and sheer panties as he looked her over. "Your pussy is wet," he said with a smile. "Did you play with yourself on your way here?"

"No!" she said defensively.

"Come over here," he told her. Her legs felt weak as she walked up to him and then she trembled when he ran his fingers over her tits. "Open my robe," he said as he tweaked her nipples through her bra. She opened the belt of his robe and as it fell away she saw that he was naked beneath it. Her eyes went right to his cock as her heart began to pound. It wasn't quite hard yet but it was still twice as big as Norman's. 

"Touch it," he told her. "Take it in your hands." Her hands were trembling as she reached for his cock and then she wrapped her fingers around it. It felt so hot and she whimpered when it began to grow. 

"Rub it on your pussy," he whispered softly. "Rub it like you were doing at the mall last night." She lifted his cock and rubbed the tip on the crotch of her panties. Ripples of pleasure pulsed through her body and she felt her pussy getting soaked. 

"You're such a slut," he chuckled and then he pulled her against him. His cock felt like a hot poker as it pressed against her stomach and then he yanked on her hair to make her lift her face. He licked her lips and she sighed when he kissed her. She couldn't help rubbing herself against his cock as he unsnapped her bra and pulled the straps down over her shoulders and then he stepped back from her. "Take it off ," he said when she lifted her hand to keep her bra from falling. She let it fall away and wondered what he was thinking as he looked at her. He didn't say anything for almost a minute and then he turned and began walking towards a door on the other side of the room. 

"Come on," he said without looking back. She followed him through the door and they went down some stairs before entering a strange room. It was big but only a small section was lit. It had a bed and some night tables. He stopped next to the bed and then he turned towards her. She watched him take off his robe and it took her breath away to see him completely naked. Then he held out his arms and she walked over to him. He kissed her hard and any pretense of her being there just to talk to him evaporated. She rubbed herself on his cock as his hands roamed over her body lighting flames wherever they touched. 

"Tell me what you want," he whispered when their lips parted. 

"I want you to fuck me," she panted. 

"Ask me nice," he said as he put his right hand between her legs.

"Please fuck me," she pleaded as she pushed her pussy against his fingers.

"Is this where you want my cock," he asked as he pressed her panties into her slit.

"Yes," she gasped.

"Say it," he told her.

"I want your cock in my cunt," she whimpered. "I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me. Please put your big cock in my cunt and fuck me." 

"Get on the bed," he told her. She pulled her panties down and climbed on the bed. She couldn't believe what she was doing when she spread her legs open and looked at him. 

"Please..." she whispered. "Please fuck me..." 

She stared at his hard cock as he knelt on the bed between her legs wondering how it could ever fit inside of her but wanting it there very badly. Then he was leaning down over her and she felt the tip of his cock touch her cunt. She lifted her ass off the bed to meet it and then she moaned as it moved inside of her. He pushed his cock all the way inside of her and she couldn't believe it when she started to cum right away. She made loud noises as her body throbbed with pleasure and she wriggled under him. 

"You're so fucking horny," he told her when she calmed a bit. Then he rolled them over so he was on his back being careful to keep his cock inside of her. "Now fuck me," he said.

"I don't know how," she whined.

"Sit up," he sighed and then he pushed her shoulders until she was kneeling up on his cock. She moaned at the sensation of feeling his cock so deep inside of her. "Now fuck me," he said as he put his hands on her ass. He lifted her so she had to kneel up and then he pulled her down. He did it twice and then he took his hands away. She kept moving on his cock and moaning each time she lowered herself on it. "Do you like fucking me?" he asked as he slid his hands up her stomach to her tits.

"Yes," she whispered and then she winced when he pinched her tits.

"Lean down so I can suck on your little titties," he told her. She was panting as she leaned over him so her left tit was near his mouth and then he started to suck on it. No one had ever sucked her tits before and Norman hardly touched them anymore. The sensation of having her tit in his mouth excited her especially while his cock was inside of her. She cooed as he sucked his entire tit into his mouth and then she winced a few seconds later when she felt his teeth on her nipple. She pulled back and saw him smile at her. She only hesitated for a second before she pushed her other tit in his face. He sucked on it and he bit her nipple harder than before. She pulled back from the pain but it made her pussy tingle. 

"Now fuck me," he told her. "Show me what a slut you are." She sat up on his cock and then she began moving up and down on it. "Give it to me, slut," he urged her. "Fuck me!" She began bouncing on his cock faster and then she began to moan as she felt a big orgasm bubbling up.

"Oooh, God!" she screamed out as she started to cum. "It feels so good! It feels so fucking good." He put his hands on her ass and pulled her down on his cock. She continued to moan and make loud noises as she came and then she sagged down on his chest. She tried to kiss him but he pushed her away and rolled her off him. She saw that his cock was still hard as he sat up and then he rolled her onto her stomach. "Ooow!" she whimpered when he smacked her ass.

"Lift your ass," he told her. She wasn't sure what he wanted her to do and she whimpered again when her ass was smacked. Then his hands were on her hips lifting. She pulled her knees up under her so her ass was in the air and then she felt his hands spreading the cheeks apart. "Maybe I should fuck you up the ass," he said as he rubbed the tip of his cock on her asshole. Margie trembled at the thought but then his cock moved down to her cunt. She grunted as he plunged it all the way in and then she felt his hands on her hips. He began fucking her very hard and her whole body shook each time his cock pounded into her. She felt awkward at first but then it started to turn her on. She didn't understand it but the feeling of being powerless seemed to excite her. She lowered her head to the pillow and began pushing her ass back at his cock each time it drove into her. 

"You like this, don't you," she heard him say.

"No," she lied.

"Then I'll stop," he said and he suddenly stopped moving.

"Don't stop," she whimpered as she pushed her ass back towards him. "Please don't stop."

"Don't ever lie to me," he said and then he swatted her on the ass with his hand. She winced but she didn't pull away. "Now tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me," she wailed.

"Hard?"

"Yes," she panted. "I want you to fuck me hard."

"Keep telling me," he said and then he began fucking her again.

"Fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me hard... Fuck... Me... Hard..." She grunted as his cock drove into her. Her head was being pushed into the pillow and she could feel her tits bouncing but his cock felt so good in her cunt. Then she heard him grunt and felt his cock begin to twitch inside of her. When she realized he was cumming her own orgasm exploded and she started to cum with him. He pulled her hard onto his cock and she pressed her ass back as she screamed out in pleasure. She lost track of time as her body pulsated and she sagged down on the bed as soon as he let her hips go. She could feel perspiration covering her body as he lay down beside her but all she could do was lay there and try to catch her breath.

Margie felt Luke move and then a minute later she heard the door open. She turned to see Lili come in carrying a tray with three glasses on it. Lili walked over to the bed and held out a glass to Margie. It had an orange liquid in it and Margie hesitated before she took it. "It's fruit juice," Lili chuckled and then she put the glass back on the tray. "Take any one you want to." Margie took a different glass than the one Lili had offered and then Luke sat up and took one. Lili took the one she had offered Margie and put the tray down on the night table. 

"You look like you got your brains fucked out," Lili said to Margie with a grin on her face. "Was she any better?" Lili then asked Luke.

"She likes being fucked," Luke said, "but she still has a lot to learn." Margie watched him take a big drink from his glass and then Lili did the same thing. Margie was feeling very thirsty so she took a small sip from her glass. It tasted fruity and it tasted very good, so she took several more swallows. 

"May I join you?" Lili asked Luke.

"Be my guest," he told her. Lili was wearing a robe and Margie watched her as she took it off. All she had on under it was a pair of sheer white thongs. Then Lili peeled them down revealing her red pubic hair and climbed on the bed next to Margie. She lay on her side and put her hand across Margie's stomach.

"How did you fuck?" Lili asked her. "What positions?" Margie felt embarrassed by the question coming from the woman of the man who had just fucked her and she hesitated to answer.

"Tell her!" Luke said sternly.

"All different ways," Margie said and then she finished her drink. Lili took the glass and put it on the table then pulled Margie down next to her.

"Tell me," Lili said.

"First he was on top of me," Margie said haltingly.

"Did you cum?"

"Yes."

"And then?"

"Then I was on top of him."

"You fucked him?"

"Yes," Margie said.

"Did you cum?"

"Yes."

"Did he?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"Then he made me kneel and he did it from behind me."

"I like it doggie style," Lili said. "Did you like it?"

"I..."

"Did you cum?"

"Yes." Then Lili moved her hand to Margie's pussy.

"And he did too," she said as she rubbed it. She took her hand away and Margie watched as she licked her fingers. "Do you let your husband fuck you up the ass?"

"No!" Margie said.

"It's so good," Lili said. "It burns at first but then it feels so good."

"Teach her how to kiss," Luke's voice interrupted. "I have a few things to do." He got off the bed and Lili pulled Margie close so their tits were touching. 

"He likes slow wet kisses," Lili said and then she ran her tongue over Margie's lips. Margie tried not to react but when Lili kissed her she parted her lips and put out her tongue. They kissed sensuously and Margie was breathless when Lili moved back. "Now you do it to me," Lili said.

"I feel funny kissing a woman," Margie said.

"Do you want him to get mad at you?"

"No," Margie sighed and then she leaned forward. She licked Lili's lips and felt herself getting aroused. Then she kissed her. It was a wet kiss and saliva was dripping down both of their chins when they broke.

"That's better," Lili said. "Now practice on my tits." Margie made a futile attempt to resist as Lili pulled her head down to her chest but then her face was pressing between Lili's tits. "Lick them and then I'll lick yours," Lili said as she pulled Margie's mouth to one. Margie licked the nipple and Lili sighed as she pushed her chest forward. Margie kissed the nipple as it moved between her lips and then she licked it again. She felt the tip of the nipple enlarging and she licked it larder. Lili moaned and it got Margie excited so she sucked more of Lili's tit into her mouth. 

"That's it, baby," Lili whispered as she caressed Margie's hair. "Kiss my tits and suck on them." She pulled Margie's head to her other breast and Margie sucked the nipple into her mouth. It made her feel strange to be doing it but each time Lili moaned it excited her. She lost herself in the sensation of sucking on a tit until Lili lifted her head and gave her a wet sloppy kiss on the mouth. She couldn't help returning it and she felt Lili's hands move to her tits.

"Is she getting any better?" Luke's voice asked and Margie quickly moved back.

"She's getting the hang of it," Lili told him. "Watch." Then she pulled Margie's head back down to her tits. Margie was embarrassed that Luke was watching but she sucked on Lili's nipple when it was pushed into her mouth. 

"Good," Luke said and then Margie felt his hand run down her side to her hip. His touch scared and excited her at the same time. Luke looked at Lili and she nodded. Then she began pushing Margie's head lower. Margie kissed Lili's stomach as she caught her breath and then Lili began squirming up the bed and pushing Margie's face even lower. She saw Lili's pussy moving closer and she tried to move away, but Luke's hand held her there until her face was pressed against Lili's pubic hair. "Kiss her pussy," Luke's voice urged as she squirmed. "Go ahead. Kiss it. Show me what you've learned." 

Margie kissed it tentatively feeling that the hair was damp and then her face was pushed into it. "Lick it," Luke told her. "Lick her pussy." Margie stuck out her tongue and ran it lightly over Lili's pubic hair trembling at the thought of what she was doing. "Lick it," Luke said louder as he pushed her face forward. Margie pushed her tongue into Lili's slit and licked it. She thought she might gag but she didn't. "That's it," Luke's voice said softly. "That's a good girl. Don't stop." A musky taste filled her mouth as she licked Lili's pussy again and then she heard Lili moan softly. 

"You're turning her on," Luke said. "Now lick it all over." He moved her head around and Margie kept licking Lili's pussy wherever her mouth was pushed. She felt uncomfortable but each time Lili moaned it made her feel strange. Then Lili's hands moved to her head.

"Eat me," Lili moaned as she pushed her pussy in Margie's face. "Eat my pussy! Eat it." Margie's tongue found Lili's clit and she swirled her tongue around it. "Yes!" Lili hissed as she humped her pussy on Margie's mouth. "Suck my cunt! Suck my cunt and make me cum!" Margie felt herself getting aroused by what Lili was saying and doing and it confused her, but she kept licking Lili's clit until Lili mashed it into her face. "Oooh..." Lili moaned. "Lick my cum... Lick it up... Lick it all up." Margie kept working her tongue on Lili's pussy until Lili finally released her head and then she rolled over on her side to catch her breath.

"I licked a woman's pussy," Margie said to herself. "I licked a woman's pussy and made her cum."

Margie was laying with her eyes closed feeling guilty about everything when Luke nudged her side with his foot. "Come up here," he said when she looked at him. Lili was laying on the side of the bed facing away so she crawled up the bed between them. "Kiss me," Luke said when she got close to him. "Let's see what you learned." Margie hesitated and he pulled her down so she was leaning on his chest. "Do what I tell you," he said. She slowly lowered her face to his and then she kissed him on the lips. 

She vowed not to get excited but as soon as his tongue moved into her mouth her body began to tingle. She was panting when he tugged on her hair to pull her head back. "Lick my lips," he said and then he pulled her forward again. She ran her tongue over his lips and then he stuck out his tongue. She swirled her tongue around it until he kissed her again. In spite of herself she began to get aroused. "How did you like eating a pussy?" he asked when they broke the kiss. 

"I... You made me..." she stammered. He just smiled at her,

"Now it's time to suck my cock," he told her.

"No," she whimpered.

"Don't tell me no!" he snapped as he yanked on her hair. "Now do it! Suck my cock!" She couldn't resist him and she began slowly sliding down his body.

"Do you want me to help her?" Lili's voice asked.

"No," he answered. "Go do what you have to do."

"Okay," she said and then Margie felt her get off the bed. She moved down until she was near his cock and she saw that it was soft and limp.

"What should I do?" she asked him.

"Make love to it," he said.

"I don't know how," she whimpered. "I don't do things like that."

"Look at it," he told her. She looked at his soft cock thinking again how much bigger it was than Norman's when Norman's was hard. "Now feel it," he said. "Take it in your hand and feel it." She gingerly wrapped her fingers around it and lifted it gently. It felt heavy and very hot. She tried to look away but her eyes seemed drawn to it. She pointed it up in the air and then she slowly stroked it up and down as she looked at it. "That's it," he encouraged her. "Now kiss it," he told her. "Give it a nice wet kiss." 




Under His Spell Ch.04



Hey, everyone. I noticed that more than one person mentioned that Lynn wasn't very likeable, and even as the author, I've gotta agree. Just so you know, I wrote this story nearly five years ago, and looking back at it now, I DID make Lynn a difficult person to relate to. Oh and that, "If she doesn't want him, can I have him," comment that was made by Takila was great. Too funny. Lol. 

Sorry if it makes the story less enjoyable to read. It would take far too long, however, for me to go through the entire story and revamp her character (although that thought did go through my mind). At the moment, I am deep in the process of working on another story, so I am afraid that I won't be able to tone her down, as requested. 

I do understand where you guys are coming from, though. Anyways, just thought I would let you know, just in case you were under the impression that this is a story which is currently in the works. I like to think that I do a better job at creating heroines now than I used to. But even now, I am still improving. Thanks for reading. :)

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As she closed and locked the door behind her she began to dwell upon the feelings inside of her. She couldn't ignore the desperate urge she had to open the door and run out after him. She also couldn't deny that it felt as if a piece of herself had gone missing. She wanted him here with her so badly, but her mind was firmly urging her against it.

Indecisively torn between two options, she leaned her back against the door and crossed her arms. She was so overwhelmed by all of the feelings inside of her and she just didn't know which direction she should take things now.

As she stood there immersed in her thoughts Lynn realized that she could still feel Takoda's presence. Although she couldn't see him she knew that he was watching her house, willing her to open the door and let him back in. 

For one brief moment she found herself dangerously close to opening the door and seeing if he was still outside but she stopped herself before she could do it. He wanted her to open her home so he could come back inside but she wasn't going to do it. She was, however, curious enough to walk over to the window and peer out between the curtains.

As her gaze fell upon him, she saw that he was firmly planted next to a large oak tree in her yard. His eyes were keenly focused upon her and as her eyes met with his she instantly found herself entranced by his stare. His eyes were coaxing Lynn, urging her to come toward him and she knew that the longer she stared at him the strong her urge would be to open the door. Yet regardless of this she just couldn't stop looking at him. 

The silvery light from the moon outlined the form of his body, illuminating the beauty of his features and his long, dark hair. Takoda's hands were stuffed into his pockets and rain was pouring down on him. His hair was plastered flat against his skull and the T-shirt he wore clung to his body like a second skin, plastering itself against his well-defined arms.

His eyes remained glued on her, seeming to penetrate her very being. The power of his gaze was frightening but at the same time she found herself completely turned on by the way that he looked at her. It was as if nobody else in the world mattered to him but her, and she began to feel a deep and urgent throbbing between her legs. She noticed the expression on his face was deeply intense, and the look in his eyes seemed to silently express that this game she was playing with him was coming to an end. 

As she thought about it she realized that she was indeed, playing a game with him. Deep down inside she already knew what she wanted, so why was she wasting her time trying to fight against it? Her fear ran deep and she thought about how it'd felt as they'd shared that kiss on the couch. It seemed as if their bodies and spirits had been melding, and the experience has been so intense that she'd gotten freaked out and instantly pulled away from him. 

It had been an amazing experience and the kiss they shared had been unlike any other she'd ever had before. She wanted him and he wanted her so why was she trying to stop this? Why couldn't she just gather her courage and allow this amazingly sensual and beautiful man to enter her world?

Dejection was sharply etched across his face, causing Lynn to feel both guilt and sadness. 

Lynn hadn't meant to hurt his feelings, but she had to look out for herself. She didn't know what would happen once he shifted forms, and if he lost control and decide to attack her, she would be helpless to fight him off.

A booming peal of thunder cracked through the sky and Lynn's shoulders jolted upward as the windows shook from the residual vibrations. She usually loved the sound of thunder, but the suddenness of it had caught her off guard. As she continued to watch Takoda she realized he seemed quite unfazed by the onslaught of bad weather. 

Still firmly rooted in the same spot, the only thing he seemed to be concerned about was her. His eyes hadn't budged from her gaze for a second, and as he stood in the downpour another round of thunder came, lighting up the sky behind him.

Biting her lip nervously, Lynn closed the curtains and walked away from the window. Leaning against the wall she inhaled deeply, trying her best to resist the strong urge to let him in. She didn't know how he was doing it, but somehow he was calling her from out in the storm. It wasn't that she was hearing his voice, but it was more of a sensation, an urgent pull to bring him back into her home. 

She wouldn't do it though, no matter how badly she wanted to. She just didn't know what he was capable of or what other powers he may be keeping secret. Sure he'd told her he was a shape-shifter, but what if there were other things he could do as well? Things which could endanger her life? 

"I would never hurt you." The words he'd spoken passed through her mind.

Maybe Takoda wouldn't do anything to hurt her, but what about the wolf inside of him? The night had gotten strange so quickly, and now she was left feeling very unsettled. She tried to stop herself from glancing outside of the window again, but of course she was unable. She felt so weak, being drawn to him this way, but she couldn't help it. As her fingers parted the curtains she peeked out between the fabric. Fat raindrops landed against the windowpane and as she breathed upon the glass it clouded up with condensation. 

Takoda remained in the same spot, watching her with those alluring dark eyes of his. As she stared right back at him she realized that her body was heating up and the space between her legs was responding to the sight of his tall, drenched form. He was so fearless, so incredibly sexy that she could hardly stand to look at him. 

Takoda wasn't the type of man you simply looked at. When one laid eyes upon him, they were pretty much forced to stare and admire his masculine beauty. Tall, mysterious and alluring, he was her ultimate dream.

"Give in, you know you want to," His eyes seemed to silently express his feelings to her.

It was true, she did want to give in. She badly wanted to stop pretending that she could live without him because the truth was, she couldn't. Whenever they were together she found herself buzzing with excitement and she never felt more alive than when they were spending time together. She was his, this much was true, and had been since the first day they'd met. She couldn't kid herself about that. 

She pulled the curtain back from the window to take another glance at him, but was surprised to find that he wasn't standing there anymore. Stepping away from the window, she went over to the door and pulled it open to see him standing right there in front of her. 

She opened her mouth to invite him inside but before the words could leave her mouth, he pulled her outside with him. Grabbing her by the hand, Takoda led her out onto the screened-in porch. Grasping her tightly about the hips he leaned down for a kiss, firmly pressing his mouth upon hers. His lips were wet and cold but his mouth was warm, and the feel of his tongue brushing against Lynn's produced a fiery sensation inside of her. 

Moving her hands down to the hem of his pants, she quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them, peeling the fabric of both his jeans and his boxers down so that they slid off of his hips. The seal of their kiss was broken as he removed his lips from hers, bending down so that he could slip his work boots off and take off his socks. After throwing them aside he pulled his jeans and boxers down around his ankles and kicked them off.

Slipping her fingers beneath his shirt, Lynn peeled the soaked material off of his chest. He assisted her by pulling the material up over his head and then tossed it aside. Her lips were on his chest in an instant, kissing and licking across his cold, damp flesh. 

Breathing heavily against his skin, she allowed the tips of her nails to lightly trace his torso, creating little swirly patterns and she lowered them to his hips. Her lips followed their progress, placing tender little kisses down his abdominals until they reached the silky hair of his pubic area.

Grabbing hold of his prominent erection, she gently began to stroke the length of his cock. She allowed the tip of her tongue to swirl around the swollen head of his penis a few times and then she ran her wet appendage along the underside of his cock. As her warm tongue slid over the veins in his cock Takoda released a throaty moan, slipping his long fingers into the curls of her hair.

Removing her tongue from his jutting manhood, she stood back up on her feet and began to remove her clothes. As her fingers worked to unbutton her blouse Takoda unzipped her skirt, sliding it off around her hips so that it fell in a heap around her ankles. He slid her underwear off next and then he placed his hands upon hers, removing them from her blouse so that he could take charge and remove it himself. 

Having no patience to work at the buttons on her shirt, he simply pulled the fabric apart and ripped her blouse open. After pulling the sleeves of the shirt off of her arms she tossed the fabric aside and removed her breasts from the constraints of her bra. Now naked and free to enjoy one another, Takoda took hold of her hand and pulled her over to the porch swing.

As he sat down upon it a creaking sound filled the air, and he gestured for her to sit on his lap. Climbing onto him, she spread her legs so that she could straddle him, and his large hands possessively grabbed her about the hips. Circling her palm around his shaft, she lifted her hips and guided herself onto his cock. A loud groan escaped Takoda's lips as he entered her, and with one smooth jerk upward he buried himself deep.

Her lips parted in ecstasy from the sensation of him fully within her and she released a cry of pleasure, rocking her hips to guide him in further. His Adam's apple bobbed as he gave a thick swallow, relishing the feel of her tight, velvety heat.

As they rocked and moaned together the storm continued its assault. The shutters banged noisily in the stormy air and the sound of wind chimes filled the air as they were violently blown back and forth. The energy of the storm increased their arousal, bringing them to new heights of pleasure as they immersed themselves in the feel of each other's bodies. The porch swing creaked loudly beneath the weight of their bodies, rocking back and forth from the force of their moving hips. 

As a loud clap of thunder roared through the air it sent a delicious shiver up Lynn's spine. The sound of it, combined with the feel of Takoda burrowed deep within her was almost too much for her to handle.

The sound of rain pelting against the roof filled the air, combining with the other sounds which resulted from the stormy night. With her eyes resting upon Takoda, Lynn noticed that his gaze was firmly planted upon the view of his swollen cock sliding in and out of her pussy. As she lifted her hips upward she could see that his cock was shiny and slick from her juices. As she sunk back down again his cock disappeared, burrowing deep between the tightness of her walls. 

He seemed mesmerized by the view of it, and as she gave a lustful moan his gaze rose upward to meet her eyes. Placing his palms against her stomach, he slowly slid them across the smooth, taut flesh. As his hips pumped upward, the head of his cock brushed against a spongy little button inside of her, causing her to expel a blissful cry.

"Oh, yes!" Lynn exclaimed as her hips worked into a quicker rhythm. 

As Takoda's fingers slid across her mouth, Lynn instantly parted her lips. As his digits slid inside, she created a seal around his fingers and hungrily began to suck upon them. A shudder passed through her body from the feel of his fingers inside her mouth, and the muscles of pussy tightly clenched around him. She was dangerously close to losing control, and everytime he thrust his hips upward the tip of his swollen length pushed against that magic button. 

His strokes were becoming deeper and more urgent, and every stroke of his penis provided her with a delicious sensation. Brushing her fingertips against his chest she gave his nipples a pinch, and then gently rolled them between her fingers. Takoda's eyes blazed lustily at her, sending strong waves of emotion throughout her. 

She wanted him to possess her and to make her completely his- always and forever. She didn't want this love they were feeling to every stop and if this is what it was like to make love to a shifter, then she didn't ever want to be with a "normal" man again. 

"Lynn baby, your pussy feels so damn good." His voice came out breathy and full of lust.

The sound of Lynn's moans filled the rain scented air, her sounds of pleasure becoming more incessant as the speed of her hips increased.

Lynn's breasts bounced along with the rhythm of her hips, enticing her lover to suck upon her nipples. As his lips made contact with her erect bud, Lynn tilted her chin toward upward and released a cry of contentment. His tongue swirled around her areola and then began flicking back and forth against her peaks. 

His teeth nipped at her stiff buds, causing her to give a little jolt from the tiny bit of pain which accompanied her pleasure.

Grasping a handful of his hair she moaned into his ear, "Bite harder." 

Following her obey, he allowed his teeth to sink in a bit deeper.

"Mmmm." She cried out in pleasure as her hips bucked faster. 

Pressing her lips up against his ear she quietly uttered in a pleasured daze, "I want to be yours." 

She was aware that he already considered her to be his mate, but she wanted him to hear it directly from her lips. Now that she'd spoken the words the bond was truly complete.

"You are mine-always and forever." His thumb stroked the line of her jaw as his piercing eyes held her in his erotic gaze.

He gave a few more thrusts upward before saying, "Let's change positions. I want to be behind you." 

She felt him grab her about the hips and lift her up with him as he got onto his feet. Then he took her over to a small sofa which sat in the corner of the porch. 

Gently placing her on the couch, he gently ordered, "Get onto your knees, I want to have you from behind," 

Happily obeying, she angled her hips upward so that he could plunge deeply into her, and as the tip of his cock pushed against her heat she breathed heavily into the pillows of the couch. The lips of her pussy parted as he slowly pushed his cock forward, burrowing it completely in before pulling his hips back in a long, delicious stroke. He repeated the move a few times, and with each plunge back in he thrust his hips a little harder. 

"Oh baby, I love your ass.." His fingers pressed firmly into the curve of her bottom. 

"Unnnhhh," she moaned in blissful pleasure as his thrusts began to grow deeper.

Her fingers gripped tightly onto a pillow, needing something to hold onto as he began to pump harder.

"Oh fuck baby, yes," He grunted and groaned above her.

As the pace of his hips increased, the storm seemed to grow even stronger. Thunder rumbled loudly while lightning flashed against the sky. The frames of the windows rattled from the vibrations and Lynn's thighs quivered as he placed his hands onto her rear, squeezing and stroking the softness of her skin. 

Overtaken with pleasure, Lynn could do little more than just utter weak moans, blissfully content with allowing him to have his way with her. She'd lost control of her own body and was rendered nearly helpless from the intensity of his thrusts.

It seemed he was fueled by primal energy, driven by a wild passion that no man she'd been with had ever exhibited before. The air filled with a slapping noise as his hips met with the flesh of her ass. 

"You like it when I fuck you hard, don't you?" His voice was deeply sensual.

"Mmm, yes. Oh baby it feels so good." Her head was plastered against the cushions of the couch, causing her voice to come out sounding muffled.

"I love fucking your pussy. You're so tight and wet and hot." 

His voice was raw with passion and as the sound of the words left his mouth Lynn found that she couldn't hold out any longer. Overcome by a torrent of sensations, she released a cry of ecstasy and succumbed to a powerful orgasm. Jolts of electricity ripped through her body and she loudly called out his name, digging her fingernails into the fabric of the couch beneath her.

As her body quivered helplessly beneath him, he continued to thrust into her, grunting and moaning as he came dangerously close to release. Then suddenly she felt his cock swell inside her and he uttered a loud, guttural moan as he shot his seed inside of her.

His fingers sunk into the flesh of her buttocks as he pumped inside of her a few more times, then once he was completely empty he withdrew his cock and collapsed on top of her. 

They remained still for a few moments, the sound of their heavy breathing mingling with the rain as it landed against the roof. As the high from their orgasms began to subside, they linked hands and shared a sweaty kiss. As she turned onto her back, Takoda grabbed hold of her waist and lifted her into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she encircled her arms around his neck and allowed him to carry her into the house. 

Once they were inside, he kicked the door closed with his foot and then placed her on the couch. Plopping down beside her, he leaned his head back against an oversized pillow and gave a deeply contented sigh. Lynn swept a few strands of hair from off of his sweaty forehead, and then gave him a kiss. Feeling a little cold, Lynn wrapped her arms around her body and snuggled up closer to her lover.

"Chilly?" Wrapping his arms around her, Takoda gave her a bear hug so that she would warm up.

"Mmm, a little," she softly murmured.

A little smile tugged at his lips as he said, "I think I know something that could warm the both of us up." 

"Oh, honey, you're going to have to give me a minute. If we keep going like this all night, I won't be able to walk tomorrow.

Giving a little chuckle he responded, "No silly, I meant we could go take a nice, hot bath. How about it?" 

"Okay, that sounds good." 

She willed herself to rise up the couch but found she was still exhausted from their passionate exertions. A pregnant moment of silence passed between them before Takoda's voice filled the air.

"Well?" 

"Well what?" she replied.

"You aren't moving." 

"Neither are you." She responded with a small laugh. 

"Alright, lazy bones. On the count of three we both get up. Okay?" 

"Okay," she agreed, knowing full well she had no intention of doing so. 

Beginning the countdown Takoda said, "One...two...three." 




Under His Spell Ch.04



When neither of them budged, they both laughed in unison.

"Okay, that's it," he said in a playful tone of 

voice as he rose onto his feet. "Looks like I'll have to use my brute force to get you in there." 

Kneeling down on the floor he grabbed her by the waist and scooted her forward. After flipping her over his shoulder he stood back up to his full height. Lynn released a squeak of surprise, feeling both turned on and impressed by his strength. He made her feel as if she was no heavier than a sack of potatoes. 

As the palm of his hand slapped her curvy backside she gave a lusty moan. The feel of his palm smacking her flesh had created a delicious sting, and she found herself wishing that he'd do it again. 

"You like that, do you?" he asked with a smile.

"M-hmm."

"Mmm, well there's a lot more where that came from," he purred in response. 

"Promise?" She asked with a voice full of hope. 

Offering a wide grin, Takoda held tightly onto her as he walked them into the bathroom. 

Lynn took a seat on the edge of the bathtub as Takoda turned the water on, filling the tub with hot water. He added a few squirts of scented oil into the water, then he adjusted the dimmer lights so that the atmosphere became more romantic.

Once the tub was filled with water he climbed inside and Lynn got in after him, positioning herself between his legs so that he her body could recline against his. She gave a sigh of contentment as Takoda wrapped his hands around waist, and she found herself wishing that she could freeze-frame time so that the moment could last forever.

Sweeping her hair over her shoulder, Takoda put his strong hands to use, massaging her neck as he tried to loosen the stiffness in her muscles. His touch was firm yet gentle, expertly working out the kinks which had been building up for days.

"Mmmm," she purred, "That feels nice." 

She could hear the smile in his voice as he asked, "So, when are you going to tell me more about yourself?" 

Lynn realized it had been nearly a week since they'd first met, and they still didn't know much about each other at all. She'd spent the majority of the week trying to avoid him, so they had even gotten the chance to talk and get to know one another.

"You already marked me as your mate and now you wanna know more about who I am? 

She felt his breath against her neck as he expelled a little chuckle. "I know it seems a bit late for me to be asking questions about you, but I never would have marked you if I wasn't completely sure about us."

Running his hands along the underside of her neck, he lifted her chin upward so he could place a kiss upon her neck. As his lips pressed against his skin she felt a delicious shiver go up her spine. The tenderness with which he touched her made her feel as if she were a precious jewel.

"So did you grow up out here?" Grabbing a sponge from the side of the tub, he squeezed a glob of body wash onto it and began rubbing it over her skin.

"No, I grew up in Minnesota, but once I finished high school I moved to Seattle for college. I lived out there for eight years before deciding to relocate to Oregon."

"You have any brothers or sisters?" 

"Nope, I'm an only child." 

"And what about your parents? Where are they? 

"I was adopted, so I have no idea where my birth parents are. The people who raised me are the only parents I've ever know, and they still live in Minnesota. I talk to them regularly, so we're pretty close." 

"That's good. Having your parents around is a blessing." 

"Yes it is. What about you? Are you close to your mom and dad?" 

"My parents aren't around anymore. They passed away years ago." 

"Oh, I'm sorry." 

A moment of silence fell between them for a few moments before Takoda began to speak.

"So why did you leave Seattle?" 

"I had a job offer out here in Oregon, so I decided to take it. Plus, I just felt like I needed a change of pace. I liked living in Seattle, but things were just becoming too complicated out there." 

"What happened, if you don't mind me asking?" 

Unsure of just how she wanted to answer his question she hesitated, trying to work out a way to explain things to him. She really did want to be open with him, but she just wasn't completely ready to reveal her past. 

Releasing a small sigh she said, "Well, it's kind of a long story. I'll tell you later, okay?" 

"Oh, okay." 

She could hear the disappointment in his voice and she knew he was wondering why she was being so secretive about her past. Lynn wanted to share more of herself with him, but there were still some wounds there that had yet to heal.

Wanting to break the stillness between them asked, "So where did you grow up?" 

"In South Dakota. But I moved states after I finished college. Once I arrived in Oregon I ended up meeting Joe and we became good friends. He's the one I share the painting business with."

"So that's why you have such nice, toned arms. From painting all those houses, huh?" Grabbing hold of his bicep, she gave it an admiring squeeze. 

With a smile in his voice he said, "I guess it could be that. Or maybe I'm just blessed with good genes from my parents." 

Sliding the sponge over her chest, Takoda made small, soapy circles as he covered every area of her torso. As the sponge reached the point just above her left breast he paused for a moment, curiously eyeing the small, circular scar. She tensed beneath his touch as he stroked it with his finger, visibly growing uncomfortable with his curiosity about the mark.

"Why do you get so uncomfortable when I touch you there?" 

"I don't know. I don't," she lied. 

"This isn't a birthmark, is it?" 

He waited for her to answer, but she didn't. Her silence spoke volumes. 

"What happened? Are you ever going to tell me or just leave me guessing?" 

"Why are you so interested in it? It's just a scar." 

"Because I can tell it really bothers you. You can stay quiet all you want, but I can feel it, you know. Your thoughts can't be hidden." 

"I thought you said you couldn't read my mind?"

"I can't, but I can sense things." 

Remaining quiet, Lynn focused upon her hands, fidgeting them nervously in her lap.

"How did you get it?" 

"I got into a car accident back in Seattle. Another car slammed into the one I was traveling in, and during the crash a sharp piece of metal pierced my skin and entered my chest. I ended up having to get stitches to close up the wound." 

Stroking her hair softly he asked, "Why were you afraid to tell me?"

Giving a shrug she responded, "I don't know. I was trying to avoid bad memories, I guess."

Embracing her tighter, Takoda grabbed her hand so that their fingers laced together.

"Sorry I pressed you about it." 

"It's okay." 

"So were you doing the driving, or was it somebody else?" 

"My ex-boyfriend was driving. He got drunk and ended up driving off of the road and slamming into a tree."

His voice was laced with concern as he said, "I'm sorry that happened to you. You didn't have any other major injuries, did you?

"No other injuries, but I ended up having a miscarriage." 

Takoda stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry. Now I feel bad about asking." 

"No need to feel bad about it, I needed to tell you. I don't like keeping secrets from you, so I feel better now that I've told you."

Lifting her hand up to his mouth, Takoda placed a soft kiss upon it. "Well thank you for telling me. I know it wasn't easy for you to share, so I appreciate it."

Grasping the sponge in his free hand he rubbed it across her shoulders and down her back, making sure that every area of her skin was covered. Releasing a sigh of contentment, Lynn relaxed her body against his, feeling blissfully content beneath his pampering touch.

As her head rested against his strong chest the memory of the dream she'd had last night suddenly came back to her. She didn't know why she'd chosen to recall it now, but began to wonder if she'd somehow managed to tap into his dream. He'd told her that unusual things could happen as a result of him marking her, so she had to find out the importance and the meaning behind it. 

"Takoda?" 

"Yeah?"

"Who's Ehawee?" 

As the name passed her lips she felt Takoda's body stiffen against hers.

"Where did you hear that name?" 

"I had a dream last night, and you were in it." 

"Go on."

"Well, in the dream, you were kneeling over this dead wolf. Apparently something had attacked it, and I remember you crying because it was dead. Then you started calling out the name Ehawee, so I guess that was the name of the wolf."

Remaining quiet, he continued to rub the sponge against her back.

Lynn's voice continued to fill the silence as she asked, "So I was just wondering, since you said we're so closely connected now, and since I bear your mark, did I somehow manage to enter one of your dreams? Because it was really unusual, unlike any other dream I've ever had before." 

Takoda leaned his head back against the tile surrounding the bathtub, then gave a dry swallow.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." His voice was so low that she barely heard him. Emitting a heavy sigh, he began to once again speak. 

"Ehawee used to be my mate. She died five years ago." 

As he grew quiet, she felt a keen pang of sadness course through her body. It was so strong it nearly felt like it was piercing her, and she suddenly realized that this emotion she was experiencing wasn't coming from her, but from Takoda.

The mark he'd given her was allowing her to feel everything that he felt. The sadness he felt went deep, and it was obviously something he'd been carrying in his heart for a very long time. She strongly sensed how much love he'd had for Ehawee and the tender closeness that they had shared. 

On one hand, it made her feel more connected to him, being able to feel what he did, but the feelings he was holding inside of himself were also torturous. By bringing the dream up, she'd managed to uproot these strong feeling inside of him, and she suddenly regretted bringing the subject up at all. 

"I'm sorry. Now I feel weird about sharing that dream with you."

"No need to feel weird about it. It will happen from time to time, so don't be worried."

"Do you know what attacked her?" 

"Two wolves that traveled in the pack we were in. They turned against us and I tried to protect her, but they teamed up against me and pinned me down. Eventually I ended up killing the both of them, but as I was fighting them off, a third wolf joined in and attacked Ehawee."

"What made them do such a thing?" she asked. 

Giving a shrug, Takoda answered, "I'm not sure, but I think a few of the other wolves were jealous that I had Ehawee. There was also a rumor going around that they didn't like me being alpha wolf. They didn't seem to turn against any of the other wolves in the pack, though, only me. It all happened in the blink of an eye. One minute she was there by my side, and then she was gone. By the time I found her, she was already dead. I made a grave mistake in not watching over her as closely as I should have. I'll always regret that."

Holding his hand tightly in hers she gave it a firm squeeze, silently expressing her sympathy.

As Takoda began to speak once again she noticed that his voice had taken on a dangerous edge.

"If anyone were to ever threaten your life, i'd go after them without a moment's hesitation. I hope you know that you'll always be protected." 

"Of course," she softly replied.

"I also want you to know that you are everything I need, and all that I want. I'll always have a place in my heart for Ehawee, but you are the one with whom I share my life. You're my mate, Lynn."

Placing his hand beneath her chin, he tilted her head upwards so they could share a deep, passionate kiss. Once their lips parted she turned her body around so that she was facing him and shifted into a kneeling position.

Grabbing the sponge from his hands, she slid it along his wide shoulders and strong chest, moving it further down until it reached his groin. As it bumped against the space between his legs, his penis instantly grew hard, eagerly awaiting the bare touch of her hand.

Grabbing hold of the sponge he tossed it aside and placed her hand upon him. 

"Stroke me." He spoke in a voice which was deepened by arousal. 

Giving a seductive smile she responded, "My pleasure."



Under His Spell Ch. 04



She told herself that she had to do what he said as she slowly leaned over until her lips were touching the tip of his cock. She touched it with her tongue and then she kissed it before she lifted her head away. "Again," he said. "Longer. And wetter." She did it again letting her tongue and lips linger longer on the tip of his cock this time. "Better," he said. "Now kiss and lick it all over. See if you can make me hard." 

"This isn't so bad," she said to herself as she began licking the shaft of his cock. She licked from the base to the tip and then she flinched when his cock twitched in her hand. She heard him chuckle as she felt his cock growing longer and harder. She didn't understand why but it excited her that she was turning him on. She gave the tip of his cock another wet kiss and then she began licking it all over again. It was several minutes before he spoke.

"Now take it in your mouth," he told her. 

"I did it before," she thought as she moved her mouth towards the tip of his cock. "It wasn't so bad." She covered the tip of his cock with her lips and then she pressed her tongue against it. She paused for a few seconds to get used to how it felt and then she slowly lowered her head until she had three inches of hard cock in her mouth. "Oh, God," she thought as she began bobbing her head up and down. "I'm sucking his cock. I'm really sucking his cock." She was thinking of stopping when she heard him moan softly. It excited her and she felt her pussy getting wet as she took another inch of his cock into her mouth.

"Very good," he said to her. "You're a natural at sucking cock. Now rub it on your face while you catch your breath." She realized she had been breathing through her nose while his cock was in her mouth and she was panting as she let it slide from her mouth. 

"Rub it on your cheeks," he told her. She closed her eyes and rubbed the tip of his cock over her left cheek. It felt very hot and smooth on her skin. "Now the other one," he said. "Get used to how it feels on your skin." She moved his cock slowly to her other cheek wondering why she was getting so excited. She rubbed it over her cheek and then she kissed the shaft. "Rub the tip on your lips," he told her. She did as he said rubbing the tip across her lips and was rewarded with a sigh so she did it again. It really excited her to be turning him on and she didn't mind when he moved so his cock pressed through her lips. She ran her tongue around the tip and when he moved back she gave it a wet kiss. 

"Good," he said softly. "Now come up here." She felt confused but she crawled back up the bed. He took his pillow and put it on top of the other one and then he made her lay down on her back with her head propped up. She watched him as he straddled her chest on his knees and then his cock was waving in front of her face. "I can see you better this way," he said as he rubbed the tip of his cock across her lips. "Now show me everything you learned." She gave the tip of his cock a wet kiss and he moved forward so it pushed through her lips. She pressed her tongue against it as he moved his hips forward and back moving more of his cock into her mouth with each thrust until she felt it touch the top of her throat. She thought she was going to gag but he quickly pulled back. She took a deep breath as soon as it left her mouth and then she took it in her hand and began rubbing it over her face. "I think you like having a big cock in your mouth," he told her. "Do you?" 

"No," she panted but she kept moving it over her face savoring the feel of it on her skin.

"You do," he chuckled. "And you're getting better at it. Now suck it. Show me how you suck cock." She pushed his cock through her lips telling herself she had to do what he said. Then he moved his hips and she felt his cock sliding into her mouth. She closed her eyes and pressed her tongue against it. He slowly pumped it in and out a few times and then he took her hands and put them on his hips. 

"You do it," he said. She pulled him forward tentatively until three inches of his cock were in his mouth and then she pushed him back. He didn't resist and when his cock was almost out of her mouth she pulled him forward again. Five inches of his cock slid through her lips before she pushed him back. "Good," he whispered, "breathe through your nose." She did as he said and she didn't stop pulling him forward until she felt his cock start down her throat. She pushed him back and she whimpered when his cock slipped from her mouth. It slapped against her nose and she quickly tried to get it back into her mouth. When she did she sighed and started sucking it again. 

"Why am I doing this?" she kept asking herself as she moved his cock in and out of her mouth, but she didn't want to stop. She could feel his cock getting harder and harder and it excited her. It excited her that she was making it happen. That she was turning him on. Then suddenly his cock was pulled away and she looked up at him in surprise. 

"I'm going to cum now," he said to her. "I'm going to cum in your mouth and you're going to swallow it. Swallow it all. Aren't you?"

"Yes," she panted and then he rubbed the tip of his cock on her lips. She kissed it before he pushed it into her mouth and then she swirled her tongue around it. She heard a soft moan and felt his cock twitch just before hot fluid began gushing into her mouth. Instead of feeling disgusted she had an orgasm. She moaned as his sperm coated her tongue and teeth and then she swallowed as she squeezed her thighs together. His sperm felt hot in her throat as she squirmed under him and then his cock slipped from her mouth. More hot cum spurted on her chin, lips and nose as she tried to capture his cock again but she couldn't. She heard him laugh and she opened her eyes and looked at him. 

"I have a few more drops for you," he said as he took his cock in his hand. She held her mouth open under the tip as he moved his hand along the shaft and she was rewarded with more of his hot fluid on her tongue. She couldn't understand why she was doing this but she wanted his cum. She swallowed again and then he lay down beside her. She turned towards him and he lifted his hand to her face. "You missed some," he said and then he wiped some sperm from her nose. When he held his fingers to her lips she licked them clean. "Good," he said and then he wiped some more sperm from her chin over her lips. She licked them clean and then she nestled in his arms with her eyes closed feeling very content.

"How did she do?" Lili's voice asked rousing Margie.

"Good," Luke answered. "She's a natural. She loves having a big cock in her mouth." 

"Did you swallow it all?" Lili asked as she plopped down on the bed beside Margie.

"Yes," Margie said softly still able to taste the salty fluid.

"You'll need to keep sucking his cock now," Lili said. "You'll need a belly full of his cum every week or so or you'll go crazy." 

"No," Margie said not believing what she was hearing.

"You'll see," Lili chuckled. "You're completely under his control now." 

"I'm not," Margie protested.

"You are," Lili said with a grin and then she leaned over and kissed Margie on the lips. "Do you want to eat my pussy again?" she asked as she ran her hand over Margie's tits.

"No!" Margie said.

"What did I tell you about saying no," Luke said to her.

"She asked me if I wanted to!" Margie snapped. "And I don't want to!"

"You need to be taught a lesson," he said sternly. He grabbed her arm as he sat up and then he roughly pulled her off the bed. 

"I didn't do anything," she whined as he dragged her towards the dark side of the room. He hit a switch on the wall and another section of the room lit up. Margie saw chains hanging from the ceiling and set into the floor where he was leading her. He didn't say anything as he fastened a leather cuff that was hanging from a chain to her left wrist. 

"You can't do this," she wailed but he ignored her and fastened her right wrist the same way. Her hands were even with her shoulders and she was thinking about trying to unfasten them when he hit a lever on the wall and the chains began to move loudly up towards the ceiling taking her arms with them. "No!" she screamed out but he paid no attention to her. Her hands were drawn completely over her head and the chains didn't stop moving until her arms were completely stretched out. She turned her head to look at him and his back was towards her as he leaned over a small table. Then he turned and she saw he had something in his hand. It looked like a fly swatter but it was bigger and made out of black leather. 

"What are you going to do to me?" she whimpered. His response was to swat her across the ass with the strange crop. "Oowe!" she winced as she felt the sting on the left cheek of her ass.

"You will NEVER talk to me in that tone of voice again," he said and then he swatted the other cheek of her ass. "Do you hear me?" he asked as she writhed from the pain.

"Yes," she gasped.

"Say it!" he ordered just before he swatted her ass again.

"I'll never talk to you again like that," she whimpered.

"Why?" he said and she felt the crop on the top of her left thigh.

"Because I'm your slave," she whispered.

"Louder," he said and her other thigh got swatted.

"I'm your slave!" she screamed out.

"That's right," he said softly and then he stepped forward so she could see him over her left shoulder. "And you're a slut, aren't you."

"No," she whispered and then she saw a black blur as the crop moved towards her chest. It hit the underside of her left breast and she winced from the pain.

"Are you a slut?" he asked and before she could answer her right breast was swatted.

"Yes," she whimpered and she saw his arm move back to swat her again. "I'm a slut!" she gasped. "I'm a slut!"

"Why did you come here today?" he asked softly.

"To be fucked," she whimpered as she felt her ass and tits begin to tingle. "And to suck your cock. I came here so you would fuck me and so I could suck your cock."

"Did you like being fucked?" he asked as he stepped in front of her.

"Yes," she said, "I liked being fucked," she quickly added. "I liked having your cock in my cunt."

"And sucking my cock?"

"I came... I came when I swallowed your cum."

"Do you like doing it," he said.

"I wanted to make you cum," she panted.

"You're not answering me," he said and the crop swatted the inside of her thigh near her pussy.

"I liked doing it," she whimpered. "I liked sucking your cock."

"You're a cocksucker now," he said as he moved in front of her again. "Say it."

"I'm a cocksucker," she said.

"And what else are you?"

"I'm your slave," she panted. "And I'm a slut."

"Very good," he said and then he moved behind her again. "How does your ass feel?" he asked as he swatted it lightly.

"It hurts," Margie whispered.

"Concentrate on it," he said and then he swatted her ass lightly again. Margie focused on the pain and her ass suddenly began to feel very hot. He swatted it again and she moaned but her pussy began to tingle. 

"Pain and pleasure are very closely connected," he whispered and then he swatted her ass a little harder. Margie winced but it felt different now. It somehow felt very sexy. She squirmed when he swatted her again and she felt her pussy getting wet as he moved in front of her. He swatted each of her tits and her nipples began to grow while the heat from her ass spread to her groin. She saw him smile as he rubbed the crop over her tits and then began to slowly move it down her body. When it neared her pussy she thrust it forward not understanding what was happening to her. He swatted her right across her pubic hair and she recoiled from the sharp pain but she felt her pussy get even wetter. She moaned from the sensation and she felt herself getting very aroused. He just stood there looking at her until she moved her pussy forward again.

"Oooh," she moaned as he swatted it again, but it wasn't pain she was feeling now. Her pussy felt like it was on fire and she could feel an orgasm bubbling up inside her. She pushed her pussy forward again and when he swatted it she started to cum. She moaned with pleasure as her orgasm washed over her body and he kept swatting her pussy and thighs until her legs couldn't hold her up any longer. Her body went limp and her entire weight was supported by the chains around her wrists until she felt herself being lifted in his arms. He unfastened her wrists and she buried her face in his neck as he carried her back over to the bed. She heard him tell Lili to leave them as he put her down and she curled up in a fetal position with her eyes closed trying to figure out what was happening to her.

She wasn't sure how long she lay there before she felt his hand on her hip. She turned and saw him holding a small jar in his hand. "Roll over on your stomach," he told her. She quickly did as he said. "This will take the sting away," he said softly and then she felt his hand on her ass. He began gently rubbing something over the cheeks of her ass and she immediately felt the pain receding wherever he touched. "You have to learn to do what I tell you without any hesitation or arguments," he said as his hand moved down to the tops of her thighs. "Is that clear?"

"Yes," she sighed as she began to squirm from his touch. 

"Is it feeling better?"

"Yes," she said. "Thank you."

"You never dreamed you could cum from being punished, did you."

"No," she answered.

"I knew you were very responsive," he said and then she felt her ass cheeks being spread apart. She squirmed again when she felt his finger pressing on her asshole and then she whimpered when it moved into her ass. "Relax," he ordered and she took a deep breath as he worked his finger up her ass to the first knuckle. "You have to get used to it," he said as he began moving his finger in and out. "Someday it will be my cock. You'll like it. It will hurt, but you'll like it." She trembled at the thought of having his huge cock up her ass and what it might feel like until he took his finger away. "Roll over," he told her. She did as he said as she saw a pale yellow substance in the jar as he dipped his fingers into it. 

"What is that stuff?" she asked him. "Can I buy it in the store?"

"No," he said with a chuckle. "It's a potion I whipped up." She watched his hand as it moved to her chest and then he began rubbing his fingers on the underside of her left breast. It stopped stinging right away and then his fingers moved to her nipple. They both watched as it got erect and then she blushed. He repeated the process on her right breast and he tweaked her nipple hard between his fingers. She winced but she felt her pussy begin to flow. Then his hand was running down her stomach. He ran it lightly over her pubic hair and then he began rubbing the cream on her thighs. Her legs spread open without her even thinking about it and she moaned each time his fingers got near her pussy. 

"You're so fucking horny," he said and all she could do was pant. She whimpered when he took his hand away and then he leaned down over her. She looked into his eyes as his face neared hers and then he stuck out his tongue. She stuck hers out to meet it and she sighed as they swirled together. She tried to kiss him but be teased her by moving back and only letting her lick him. Then he lay down beside her on his back. "Get me hard," he said to her. "Get me hard and I'll let you fuck me."

"What should I do?" she panted as she sat up.

"Use your imagination," he told her. She looked down his body to his cock and she marveled at it's size. It had to be seven inches long just laying against his stomach. She took it in her hand feeling it's weight and she began to stroke it. "Think about how it will feel in your cunt if you get it hard," he told her. "Think about how much you want to cum." She felt how wet her pussy was and thought about how his cock felt when it was inside of her.

"I'll get punished again if I don't do it," she rationalized as she leaned over him. Then she gave the tip of his cock a wet kiss and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her head a few times while she worked her tongue on the shaft and she began to get more aroused. She let his cock slip from her mouth and she rubbed the tip on her lips. "I have to do what he says," she told herself as she rubbed his cock on her cheek and moved it over her face. It felt so smooth and slick on her skin and she thought she could feel it getting harder. 

"I don't like sucking a cock but I have to," she told herself as she moved the tip to her lips. She gave it a wet kiss and she felt it twitch. It excited her. She pushed his cock through her lips and started to bob her head faster than before while she stroked it with her hand. When her lips touched her fingers she realized she had almost half of his cock in her mouth. It made her feel like a slut but she also felt proud of herself in a strange way. Her ass, pussy and tits all seemed to be tingling as she lifted her head to catch her breath. She rubbed his cock on her chin and then she felt it twitch in her hand. She told herself again that she didn't like sucking a cock and then she pushed it into her mouth. She started to bob her head and when she felt his cock growing she began to bob it faster. She moaned when she felt it twitch again and she lifted her head so she could rub it on her face. She licked the shaft while she rubbed it across her lips and nose and then she rubbed his cock on her cheek. It felt hard and hot, and very smooth against her skin. 

"Very good," he whispered to her. "Now you can fuck me." She felt like she was in a trance as she sat up and took his cock in her hand. She knelt over him and then she began to lower herself. She moaned when his cock spread her cunt open and then she slowly took it all inside of her. It felt so big as she raised and lowered herself again and then she just wanted to cum. She began bouncing on his cock moaning each time it drove into her. She could see him smiling at her and then he lifted his hands to her chest. He pinched her nipples hard and it pushed her over the edge. She screamed out as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

She had finally collapsed on top of him and he held her until she caught her breath. She couldn't believe the way she had sucked his cock and fucked him after he had whipped her with the crop and she wondered what was happening to her. "I have to go," she said as guilt and confusion bubbled to the surface. "My daughter... I have to pick her up."

"That's right," he said as if he knew. "But I want you back here tomorrow night."

"I can't!" she protested and then she thought better of her tone. "I mean... Norman will be calling... and Ellen..."

"Isn't Ellen sleeping over somewhere?"

"How did you know that!"

"Margie!" he snapped.

"I'm sorry," she said quickly. "Yes, she is," she said in a softer tone. "But Norman..."

"Listen to me," he said. "Are you listening?"

"Yes," she answered.

"When you talk to Norman tonight you'll tell him you ran into Lili today. That should make him happy, don't you think?"

"Yes," she said amazed at everything he seemed to know.

"Work the details out with Lili before you leave, but tell him you hit it off and she invited you over here. Tell him you might go out to dinner or a movie. Is that clear?"

"Yes," she told him.

"How do you think he'll react?" She thought for a second and she knew it was futile to lie to him.

"He'll want to know about you," she said. "He'll want to know if somehow he can get to meet you." He didn't say anything right away but she could tell he was pleased with her answer.

"All things in good time," he said. "I'll make sure Norman is happy and your life style is improved. You just have to do what I tell you. Always. And without question."




Under His Spell Ch. 04



"I understand," she said meekly and then she sighed when he kissed her. She ran her tongue around his and began to feel aroused in spite of herself.

"I want you here at seven thirty," he told her and then he pressed a button on the night table. Lili appeared in an instant and Luke got up and left the room.

"I'm sorry I got you punished," Lili said as she started to pick up Margie's clothes. "You just should have eaten me."

"I'm not like that," Margie said.

"You have so much to learn," Lili sighed as she handed Margie her panties. Margie pulled them on and Lili held out her bra. Margie slipped her arms into it and Lili walked behind her. She fastened the snap and then she ran her hand over Margie's ass. "Does it hurt?" she asked.

"Not too much. He put some stuff on it," Margie answered.

"Did you cum?" Lili asked and Margie felt her face turning red. "Tell me," Lili urged.

"Yes," Margie whispered.

"He knows just how to do it," Lili said as she pulled Margie back against her. Margie felt Lili's tits against her back and then her hands on her stomach. "First it hurts... and then it feels hot... and then it feels good. Then you want to cum... You just want to cum... Is that how it was?"

"Yes," Margie whispered remembering how the crop felt on her ass, tits and pussy. Then she felt Lili's hand move down to her crotch. She squirmed as it pressed her panties into her slit and she fought off the urge to hump against it. "Luke said to tell Norman I ran into you today," she stammered.

Lili took her hand away and they settled on a story as Margie got dressed. Then Lili put on a robe and walked Margie to the front door. "What should I wear tomorrow night?" Margie asked, resigned to being there.

"Whatever," Lili said. "Luke will pick out some clothes and you'll change after you get here."

"But..."

"Don't start!" Lili said sharply and Margie held her tongue. "Now give me a nice kiss goodbye." She let Lili pull her close and then their lips were pressed together. She parted them for Lili's tongue and she was breathless when she went out the door.



Under His Spell Ch. 05



Margie had met Luke and Lili Vidal at a party and Luke had told her he had her under his control. She thought it was preposterous but she had gone to their house and Luke fucked her and got her to suck his cock. And Lili had taped them doing it! Then he made her touch Lili until she came. She couldn't believe it had happened but they had the tape and said they would show it to her husband if she didn't do what they told her. Now she kept dreaming about him and he had ordered her to visit him. She told herself she was just going there to talk to him but she wound up sucking his cock, fucking him, eating Lili and getting punished. Then he sent her home telling her to be back on Saturday night for a party.

*

Margie tried to put the afternoon out of her mind but she couldn't. She kept picturing Luke's cock and remembering how it felt in her cunt and in her mouth. "And I ate a woman," she thought. "Besides sucking a cock I ate a pussy and got fucked twice." Her daughter Ellen's call was a welcome relief and she quickly went to pick her up. They stopped at a fast food place for dinner and Ellen was watching TV when her husband Norman called. They made the usual small talk for a while and then Margie took a deep breath. "Guess who I ran into today?" Margie said.

"Who?" Norman asked sounding very bored.

"Lili," Margie said. "Lili Videl?"

"Luke Videl's wife?" he asked with excitement in his voice.

"Yes," Margie said. 

"Where? How? Tell me what happened."

"I was at the mall and I guess she recognized me from the party," Margie said repeating what Lili had told her to say. "She just came up to me and said hello."

"Did you talk to her? Did you get along?"

"Yes," Margie said. "We had coffee in the coffee shop and we talked for quite a while."

"No shit!" he said. "You were nice to her weren't you? You didn't just sit there and stammer, did you?"

"I said we talked," Margie answered getting annoyed at his attitude.

"I need something like this, Margie. If you can get friendly with her then maybe I can meet him. If I could just get to meet him. Did you exchange phone numbers or anything? Do you think you'll get to talk to her again?"

"I told her you were traveling and Ellen had a sleep over tomorrow night and she invited me over to their house. She said Luke had some kind of meeting and maybe we could go to a movie or something."

"You accepted, didn't you? Tell me you accepted!"

"I told her I would let her know," Margie said. She wasn't sure why Lili had insisted she tell him this but she was afraid not to do exactly as they had agreed.

"Jesus Christ!" Norman yelled. "Call her! Call her right now and tell her you'll be there."

"Don't yell at me!" Margie snapped.

"I didn't mean to yell," Norman said patiently. "I just want you to get friendly with her. It could mean a lot for us."

"Okay," Margie said but she felt very angry with him.

"So you'll call her and accept?"

"Yes," Margie said.

"And be nice to her, okay? Try to be nice to her. Even if she's a bitch, try to be nice to her. Do whatever she wants you to do."

"All right," Margie said resenting the fact that he was trying to use her.

"I'll call you Sunday morning to see how it went," he said sounding excited again. "This could really be good, Margie. If you two could get friendly, and I could get to meet him..."

"Good night," she said curtly and then she hung up.

She spent a restless night with images of Luke's cock flashing in her head. She kept thinking about how his cock felt in her mouth and how his cum felt and tasted. "He made me do it," she kept telling herself. "He made me suck his cock. I'm not like that. I'm not!" Then she thought about being in his arms and how it made her feel. She had a tougher time denying that she liked it. "He has the tape," she told herself as she thought about his naked body and pictured him fucking her. "And he'll punish me if I don't do what he says. He'll just whip me if I don't do what he says." 

Then she thought about how the crop felt on her skin. At first she had been so scared and it had hurt so much. And she couldn't believe it when he swatted her tits and pussy. But then something happened. Her whole body had started to tingle and she had felt so aroused. "It wasn't right for him to hit me," she thought. "You shouldn't do that to somebody." But then she remembered how he had put the cream on her afterwards. How gentle he had been and how it had made her feel. And then she had sucked his cock again without him even telling her to do it. 

"He would have punished me again," she rationalized as she remembered licking and sucking his cock to get it hard. And then fucking him. She had really fucked him and cum so much. Then she realized she was rubbing her pussy and it scared her. She thought about how Norman had acted to get her mind off Luke.

She tried to keep busy on Saturday by doing the food shopping, cleaning and the laundry. She took a bath at six o'clock wondering what was going to happen to her that night and then she helped Ellen pack. She dropped her off and then she ran into a traffic jam on the way to Luke's house. She began to feel frantic as she looked at her watch and realized she would be late. She drove faster than she normally would and it was seven forty when she rang the doorbell. "There was an accident," she said defensively to Lili when she answered the door.

"Luke told me," Lili said. "He said you would be a few minutes late. Come on. Let's get dressed." Margie followed Lili through the hall and then up a wide flight of stairs. What Margie saw of the house was lavishly furnished and reeked of wealth. Lili led her into a big bedroom and closed the door.

"Is this your bedroom?" Margie asked.

"No," Lili laughed as she shrugged off her robe. "It's a guest room." Lili was completely naked and Margie couldn't help looking at her red pubic hair. "Get undressed," Lili said.

"What am I going to wear?" Margie asked meekly.

"Something Luke picked out for you," Lili said. "Now hurry or we'll be late." Lili sat down at the foot of the bed and picked up stockings so Margie began opening her blouse. She took it off and then her skirt before she looked at Lili again. "Everything," Lili said nonchalantly. Margie took off her bra and then sat down at a dressing table to take off her panties. 

"My stockings too?" she asked.

"Everything," Lili said as she ran her hands over her legs to even her stockings.

"Is it a party or something?" Margie asked as she kicked off her shoes and started to pull down her stockings..

"Uh huh," Lili said as she stood up and walked over to a closet. She took a hanger out and Margie saw a skimpy red dress on it. "This is what you're wearing," Lili said.

"I can't wear something like that," Margie said.

"He picked it out for you," Lili said as she hung it on the door. "These too," Lili said as she held up a red garter belt, tiny transparent red panties and pale red stockings. "Put them on." Margie took them from her and started to put on the panties. "The garter belt first," Lili chuckled as she took a green dress from the closet. "That way you don't have to take it off to get fucked." Margie blushed as she looked at the garter belt. She had never worn one before. Lili sighed and took it from her. She wrapped it around Margie's waist and then fastened it in the back. "You want to get fucked tonight, don't you," she teased. Margie didn't answer but a picture of Luke's big cock flashed in her mind as Lili rubbed her ass and then gave it a pat. 

"What about a bra?" Margie asked.

"No bra," Lili said as she walked back to the closet. She watched Lili take out a green garter belt as she pulled on the red stockings and she watched how Lili fastened her stockings and then did the same thing. Then she picked up the panties and when Lili nodded she put them on. They barely covered her pussy and you could see right through them. "Slutty," Lili giggled.

"Aren't you wearing panties?" Margie asked her.

"No," Lili laughed. "I going to give my pussy some air tonight." She walked over to Margie and made her sit down in front the mirror. "Let's see if we can do something with your hair." She pulled Margie's hair back over her ears and pinned it up before she stood beside her. "Give my pussy a nice kiss before we put on our makeup," Lili said. Her pussy was right next to Margie's face and Margie remembered what happened the last time she refused so she turned her head and kissed the center of Lili's red pubic hair. She inhaled the smell of pussy and started to pull away but Lili put her hand on the back of Margie's neck to hold her there. When Lili pulled her closer Margie put out her tongue and licked her wet pussy. 

"Uhmmm," Lili crooned and then she let Margie's head go. "Too bad we have to hurry." She sat back down and then she helped Margie with her makeup using a red lipstick to match her dress and more eye makeup than Margie had ever used before. Then she took Margie over to the closet and helped her put on the dress. It had no back and two strips of narrow material went from the waist around her neck leaving a deep vee between her breasts. "I can't," Margie stammered as she looked in the mirror. "My... Breasts will be hanging out."

"That's the idea," Lili laughed. "You have to stand up straight and just lean forward when you want to give someone a peek at your tits." She pointed to a pair of red heels and Margie was surprised when they fit perfectly. Then Lili handed her a pair of red earrings and a red necklace. They looked like rubies but Margie didn't want to ask. She put them on and hardly recognized herself as she looked in the mirror again. She felt very scared but she felt a sense of anticipation about seeing Luke. 

They went downstairs and she heard the noise of a party coming from the living room as they neared it. Then she saw about forty people in the room as they entered. She looked around as they walked towards Luke and she didn't see any familiar faces. Luke gave Lili a kiss on the cheek and then whispered in her ear before he turned towards Margie. "You look very nice," he said and she felt her pussy getting wet as she looked into his deep blue eyes. He put his arm around her shoulders and introduced her to the group of men and women he was standing with but she couldn't focus on any of the names. All she could think about was that she was near him and he was touching her.

"Are those real rubies?" a woman asked as she leaned close and looked at her necklace. Margie didn't know what to say but Lili's voice answered for her.

"Of course they are," she said. "Don't they look terrific?"

"Yes," the woman agreed. Then Lili was holding out a glass to her. Margie looked at the orange liquid as she took it and then she looked at Luke.

"Drink it," he whispered and she lifted it to her mouth. It was sweet like everything she drank here and it had an orange taste. She still wondered if they drugged her but she took several swallows anyway. Lili stayed with them for ten minutes making small talk and took Margie's empty glass when she walked away. Margie noticed that everything seemed to be slowing down a few minutes later. 

She looked up at Luke and his fingers felt like lit matches as he ran them over her bare back and smiled at her. She kept thinking how much this was like one of her dreams as he pulled her in front of him. Then her head started to spin and his arm moved around her waist as she leaned back against him. She felt aroused by the contact with him but he was still talking to the other people when she felt his hand slide inside her dress in the front. It slowly moved up to her chest and she sighed when he fondled her tit and then tweaked her nipple. She was vaguely aware of everyone looking at her but it felt so good to have him touching her. She didn't care that she was getting her tit fondled in front of a bunch of strangers and it made her feel very confused. 

"Get me something to drink," he whispered in her ear.

"Okay," she said. "What do you want?"

"Just tell the bartender its for me," he said. "And get yourself another too."

"All right," she said and he let her go. She looked around the room for a bar and saw a lot of couples dancing and others petting. She spotted the bar in the far corner and then began walking towards it. 

"Do you want to dance?" a male voice asked and then an arm was around her waist.

"I can't!" she said. "I have to get a drink for Luke!"

"Maybe later," the man said and then he felt her ass as he took his arm from her waist. It made her feel flustered and she moved away quickly towards the bar. She was almost there when a woman stepped in front of her.

"Are you one of Luke's slaves?" she asked Margie.

"I think so," Margie stammered.

"Is his cock as big as everyone says?" the woman asked.

"I don't have to answer you," Margie said. "I just have to do what Luke or Lili tell me to."

"Then maybe I'll ask them to have you eat my pussy while my husband fucks you," the woman said.

"I have to go," Margie said and then she stepped around the woman and went up to the bar. "Luke wants a drink," she said to the bartender and he said I should have one too."

"What are you drinking?" the bartender asked her.

"Orange stuff," Margie said feeling impatient to get back to Luke.

"Coming up," the bartender said. Margie leaned on the bar as the man poured the drinks and then she saw him looking at her chest. She looked down and saw that her right breast was hanging out. She quickly straightened up and took the two glasses in her hands. One was orange and looked like what she had before. The other looked like water or club soda with ice cubes in it. She took a sip of her drink so it wouldn't spill and then she started back across the room. She shuddered when she saw a woman sucking a man's cock on one of the couches and she almost tripped over a couple fucking on the floor. Finally she reached Luke and handed him his glass. He took a long drink and she did the same thing. "May I ask you a question?" she asked him meekly.

"Yes," he said.

"What kind of party is this?"

"A party where people feel free to do whatever they want to," he answered.

"Can I do whatever I want to do?" she asked.

"No," he told her. "You'll do whatever I want you to do. Now finish your drink." She did as he said and he took her glass and put it down. "Are you wearing everything I selected?" he asked her.

"Yes," she said as her head started to spin.

"Show me," he said.

"I don't understand," she said.

"Lift your dress and show me what you're wearing," he said in a stronger voice. She saw his eyes turn cold and she was afraid to get him mad so she reached down to the hem of her dress. She slowly began to lift it while she wondered who else might be looking at her. She stopped when it was above her crotch and looked at him. "Keep going," he said. She felt her hands trembling as she lifted her dress all the way up to her waist and held it there. He looked at her pussy and then he reached out and ran his fingers lightly over her slit. Even though she was scared and embarrassed she felt her body respond to his touch. Her hips pushed forward and a soft moan formed in her throat. "I think you want to be fucked," he said to her. "Do you?"

"I don't know," she stammered after what seemed like several minutes.

"Come with me," he said. She quickly dropped her dress and followed him as he began walking from the room.

She thought they would go to his den or to the room they had been in the day before but he led her in the opposite direction when they reached the hall. They walked down it until he opened a door at the far end. She followed him into a dimly lit room and he took her in his arms. She melted against him and sighed when he kissed her. She parted her lips for his tongue and pressed her pussy forward against his cock feeling like everything was happening in slow motion. He ran his hands over her ass and tits as they kissed and then he gently pushed her back. "Take your dress off," he told her. She reached behind her neck to open the straps and fumbled with them until he helped her. Then he opened the zipper and the dress fell to her feet. "And your panties," he said. She pulled them down and then stepped away from the pile at her feet towards him. Her body felt like it was on fire as he put his hands on her tits and fondled them. "Are you going to fuck me now?" she asked.

"Do you want to be fucked?" he teased.

"Yes," she answered as she leaned against him. He pushed her away again and then he led her over to the far wall. He touched something on the wall and a window lit up letting them see into the adjourning room. There were four boys standing there that seemed to be eighteen year olds.

"They're all virgins," he said to her. "I told them they would get laid tonight." She looked at him not really understanding what he was trying to tell her. "I want you to let them fuck you."

"No," she whimpered. "Please..."

"Yes," he said and then he took her elbow and led her to the opposite wall. He hit another switch and a window lit up showing a room with a bed in it. Then he opened a door she hadn't noticed before and led her into the room. "They'll be fast," he said. "They'll cum right away. Just help them get their cocks into your cunt."

"Please..." she pleaded again.

"Do it for me," he said gently. "You don't want me to get mad and have to punish you, do you?"

"No," she whimpered not seeing any way out of it. "Will you be watching?"

"Yes," he said. "Now sit down and they'll be right in."

"Not all together," she said with alarm.

"One at a time," he said and then he walked out of the room. She sat there shaking until another door opened and one of the boys walked in. She saw his eyes open wide as he looked at her body.

"Mr. Videl said you would let us fuck you," he said hoarsely.

"I know," she whispered and then she lay down on the bed. She watched as the boy pulled down his pants and shorts and then he knelt on the bed between her legs. "Oh, God," she thought as the boy put his hands on her tits. "What's happening to me? Why am I doing this?" She could feel the boy's cock jabbing around her groin but unable to find the mark. She remembered what Luke had said so she reached down between them and took his cock in her hand. The boy moaned as soon as she touched him and pushed forward as she aimed it at her cunt. His cock moved inside of her and he only pumped it into her twice before he began to cum. He grunted and squeezed her tits as he shot his sperm inside of her and she couldn't help comparing him to Norman by the size of his cock and how quickly he came. She looked over to the window as the boy got off her and found herself hoping that Luke was watching her. The boy scooped up his clothes and she heard laughing after he went out the door. Then it opened and another boy walked in.

"Should I just undress?" the boy asked nervously.

"Yes," Margie said and then she watched him take off his pants. His cock looked bigger than the first boy's but it was quickly getting soft.

"I guess I'm a little nervous," the boy stammered. "Maybe if you jerked me off a little..." Margie sat up and waved the boy over to her. When he was close enough she reached out and took his cock in her hand. She stroked it a few times and felt it begin growing. "Can I touch your tits?" the boy asked.

"Okay," Margie whispered and the boy began running one hand over her chest. She kept stoking his cock until he was hard and then she lay down and spread her legs open. He stared at her pussy for a few seconds and then he climbed on top of her. His aim was better than the first boy and Margie grunted as his cock slammed all the way into her with one hard thrust. Then the boy began to moan and she felt his cock twitching inside of her.




Under His Spell Ch.05



The sound of Lynn's heels echoed as she made her way through the lobby. She waved good-bye to the security guard at the front desk and then exited the building. As she swung the glass doors open, she was greeted by the pleasant evening air. 

After spending a whole day cooped up in the office, it felt nice to be out in the fresh air once again. The clouds were tinted pink from the setting sun, and a light breeze was blowing through the air. 

As she approached her car, she pushed the button on her keyless remote and unlocked the doors. Once she was inside the car she turned the key in the ignition and started the car up, driving out of the parking lot and onto the main road which would take her home. As she was approaching the first stoplight, she decided to take and alternate route and turn off of the street she was currently traveling on. 

As her car turned onto a less-used back road, she found herself admiring the tree-lined road. She preferred taking this quiet stretch of highway and found it to be far less stressful than driving along the busy streets with all of their stoplights. It gave her time to think and just enjoy the beauty of nature. As she drove along the road Lynn found that her thoughts were constantly drawn to Takoda. 

She'd received cute little text messages from him throughout the day, and while some of them were funny and sweet, others were deliciously erotic. With a smile on her face she recalled what her friend Gina had said to her as they ate their lunch in the company cafeteria. 

"Girl, your skin is glowing. You must be getting some good loving."

She had, indeed, been getting some very good loving. It wasn't just their physical connection that she loved, it was also the conversations that they had. She felt like she could talk to Takoda about anything, and he was always sensitive to her needs and desires.

Glancing at the clock on the dashboard, Lynn saw it was nearing six p.m. and pressed her foot more firmly upon the accelerator, eager to arrive home so that she could speak to Takoda. As her ringtone filled the air, Lynn's eyes were drawn to her cell phone. She'd just lifted her eyes to look back at the road when she saw a man suddenly appear in the road. He appeared so suddenly that she didn't even have time to slow down, so all she could was swerve sharply to the right so that she would avoid him.

Her tires made a screeching noise as she drove off the road and straight into a ditch. As the bumper of her car connected with an unyielding object a loud bang sounded through the air. Her body pitched forward from the force of the abrupt stop and she released a cry of fear.

She sat frozen in place for a few moments, and then finally she turned the key in the ignition to see if the car would start up. As the engine came to life she out her car into reverse and then slammed her foot on the gas. The tires spun a few times, kicking mud up around her windows, but the car itself refused to move. 

Releasing a frustrated breath she turned off the reached for her purse, which was lying on the floor in front of the passengers seat. She had the number of a towing company plugged into her phone for emergencies, so after finding it in the address book she pressed the call button and waited for it to connect. It only rang once before the call dropped off, prompting her to call once again. The phone rang a few times and then she heard a click, followed by dead silence.

Furrowing her brow in confusion she loudly spoke into the receiver.

"Hello? If anyone is there please say something. I'm in trouble, I need help."

Receiving no response from the other end, Lynn pressed the call end button and then tried dialing Takoda. The phone only rang once before she the line clicked and then she heard the terrible silence again, causing her to end the call and throw the phone back into her purse. Beginning to panic, she wondered why her phone was getting such a lousy signal. She'd driven many times along this road before, and not once had her phone reception been so terrible. 

She made one last effort to dial the towing company but it still proved to be unsuccessful, so she flipped the phone closed and put it back into her purse. Rubbing the soreness in the back of her neck, she began to wonder about who the man was that had been standing out in the middle of the road. He had to be some sort of crazy maniac, or perhaps he was suicidal, because who else would do such a thing? 

She hadn't gotten that good a look at his face, but she did manage to notice that he'd had a creepy smile on his face. The memory of it caused the little hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end, and her eyes suddenly darted to the rearview mirror. Peering into the growing darkness, she tried to see if she could spot the strange man anywhere out there, but the nose of her car was tilted downward, so there really wasn't much she could see from this angle anyhow. 

Taking a few moments to think things over, she contemplated getting out of the car to try and flag down some help. Yet the more she thought about it, she realized that probably wasn't the best idea. What if she got into the car with some nutcase, what would she do then? Her only other choice was to walk down the road. She'd noticed a number of dinky little stores along the way and figured she could at least use the phone at one of them. 

She'd have to move fast, though, because the sky was getting darker. That freak who'd been standing in the road was probably out there somewhere, and she didn't know who he was, but she was certain that he was dangerous. A person crazy enough to stand in front of a moving car had to be, no doubt about it. 

Apprehension filled her body as she opened the door and stepped out of the car. After grabbing the keys from the ignition she slipped the strap of her purse over her shoulder and closed the door behind her. Luckily the ditch was fairly shallow, so she was able to scramble up out of it without too much trouble. As she reached the top of the ditch she stepped onto the pavement, turning her head to the left to see if she could spot any cars coming. Seeing none, she began to walk down the lonely road.

As she was making her way along the pavement an old, beat up Cadillac began to slow beside her. Turning her head to look at the car she saw that a man was driving. He had on a black leather jacket and a cowboy hat. The brim of it was drawn down low across his eyes, and as she stared into his face she instantly got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. 

"Hey, pretty lady. You need a ride?" His lips pulled back into a wide grin.

With a shake of her head she replied, "No thanks." 

The stranger's car continued to follow her for a few moments and then it finally took off, leaving behind a cloud of smoke in its wake.

Once his car was down the road she felt an immediate sense of relief. There'd been something very strange about him, and although he was out of her sight she still felt unsettled by the memory of his presence. After walking for what seemed like forever, she finally reached a seedy little establishment located by the side of the road. The neon sign announced that she'd reached Joe's Place. "Good eats and great drinks", it said in a smaller script beneath the name. She put her heels back on before entering the bar and then opened the door.

As she walked in she was assaulted by smoke and the strong smell of cigarettes. Walking over to the bar area, she approached a waitress with cherry red hair and a sleeve of tattoos. 

"Excuse me, but do you guys have a phone I can use? My car is stuck in a ditch and I need to call for help."

The waitress gave her such a long stare that Lynn didn't think she was going to answer. Finally, the woman managed to mumble a few words. 

"You can make a call over there." She gestured toward a pay phone in the back of the bar, located next to the restrooms. 

"Thanks." 

As Lynn headed to the back of the bar, she was keenly aware of the numerous pairs of eyes which followed her path. She dug some change out of her purse, then picked up the receiver to dial the towing company. After giving them the location of the bar the man on the other end of the line told her it would take 40 minutes for them to arrive. After hanging up she slipped another quarter into the pay phone slot and called Takoda. The phone rang twice before he picked up.

"Hello?" As the sound of his voice floated through the receiver, she instantly began to feel better. 

"Hey sweetie, it's Lynn."

"Lynn, where are you? I've been trying to get in touch with you for past hour, but everytime I call your phone just rings and rings. What's going on?"

"I had a little accident. I lost control of my car and drove it into a ditch. I'm okay, though." 

"Are you sure?" Takoda's voice was laced with anxiety.

"Yes, I'll be fine."

"I knew something was wrong, I could feel it. Where are you right now? I hear loud music in the background."

"I'm in a bar."

"What's the name of it? I'm driving out there right now." 

"No, you don't have to do that. It's okay." 

"I do have to. You've been in an accident, and I can tell you're shaken up. I'm not going to leave you out there all alone at some bar along the road. Now what's the location?" 

"It's called Joe's Place." 

"Okay, I know that spot. I've passed by it a few times. Just sit tight and don't leave, okay? I was just finishing up a painting job, so it shouldn't take longer than half an hour to drive out there, maybe twenty minutes if I really gun it. Wait for me, alright?" 

"Okay, I will." 

"Wait, what if I need to call you? I can ring you back at this pay phone, right?"

Glancing at the slip of white paper above the keypad she read the numbers off to him. "You got that?" She asked as she finished calling out the numbers.

"Yep, I just plugged it into my phone. I'm on my way right now. See you soon, okay?" 

"All right." She placed the phone into it's cradle and then headed over to the bar.

Still feeling unsettled, she decided to order a carbonated drink in hopes that it would settle her stomach. As the tattooed waitress approached her, she took out her pad.

"What can I get ya?" Her eyes were green and lined thickly in kolhl. 

"A ginger ale, please." 

As the barmaid prepared her drink, Lynn kept her eyes peeled upon the TV. She wasn't particularly interested in what was on the screen, but she could sense that several of the men sitting in the bar were staring at her. It was making her feel very uncomfortable and she needed to something to focus on, so she pretended to focus on the TV screen. 

Once the barmaid was finished fixing her drink, she brought it over to Lynn and set it down in front of her. She'd just barely taken a sip when she heard the sound of somebody approaching.

"Mind if I take this seat?" came a man's voice from behind her. 

"Go ahead." She answered without making any eye contact. 

Ice cubes clinked as he sat his glass down on the bar, and she could feel his eyes intently scanning her face.

"My name is Dex, what's yours?"

Lynn remained quiet and took a large sip of her drink.

Not discouraged in the lease by her silence, he asked, "Come here often?" 

"Nope." 

"I suppose you wouldn't need to. You're probably too good to hang out in places like this." 

She gave a shrug and then mumbled, "I guess." 

"Looks like you're on your way home from work." 

"Yep." She used the little red straw in her glass to stir around the ice cubes. 

Her eyes remained fixed upon the TV, hoping to send the message that she wasn't interested in talking with him. 

"You need a ride or something? I saw you walking along the road out there. A pretty lady like you don't need to be walking anywhere." 

Turning her gaze toward him, she realized it was the same man who'd tried to pick her up as she walked along the road. As she stared into her eyes his lips pulled into a grin, and she felt the hairs along the back of her neck stand on end.

"My boyfriend is on his way, so I don't need a ride," she curtly said.

"Well, if you don't mind, I'll just keep you company until he gets here." 

"I do mind, actually. I really don't feel much like talking." 

"I can buy you a drink." 

"I already have one." 

"I mean a real drink. Looks like you're having soda." 

"I don't like alcohol." 

"Okay." There was a moment of silence before he began to talk again. "So, don't I know you from somewhere? You look real familiar." 

"I don't know who you are." 

"But I know you." His tone was insistent. 

Her feeling of uneasiness had now grown into full-fledged anxiety. She was giving out strong signals of disinterest, but it only seemed to make him want to talk to her more. Glancing at her watch, Lynn saw that only ten minutes had passed since she'd spoken to Takoda. That meant she still had twenty minutes to wait until he would arrive. 

Releasing a nervous breath, she concentrated her thoughts upon Takoda and began sending SOS signals out to him.. She wasn't sure just how the mark he'd given her would aid her in contacting him from a remote location, but she figured that sending signals of alarm to him had to somehow help her out of this situation.

What she really felt like doing was just getting up and leaving, but where would she go? She didn't have a car and Takoda was already on his way to pick her up. Lynn noticed out of the corner of her eyes as the stranger took his cowboy hat off and sat it on the bar in front of him. She felt a strong urge to turn her eyes upon, purely out of curiosity to see his eyes. They'd been partially obscured by the brim of the cowboy hat, and for some reason she felt an urge to take a look at them. 

Slowly, she turned her gaze toward him and glancing quickly at his eyes, she saw that they were a steely blue. As he noticed her looking at him he gave her a wink and a lascivious smile passed across his lips. She felt a little chill run up her spine as he fixed his eyes upon her, and she noticed that they seemed void of any emotion at all.

She'd always heard the saying that eyes were windows to the soul, and judging from the desolation in his orbs, there was something very dangerous inside of him. His wore his hair in a slicked back style, and his face was handsomely chiseled, but his good looks were overpowered by his strange, unsettling presence. Lowering her eyes toward his neck, Lynn was taken by surprise by what she saw. 

A four-inch long scar graced his throat, and as she curiously gazed at it, she found herself morbidly fascinated by the gruesomeness of it. As she tore her eyes away from it, she met his gaze once again and saw that he was giving her a look of amusement. Suddenly feeling a terrible case of the willies, she stood up from the stool and moved a few seats further away from him. 

It didn't take long for Dex to make his way down the bar and once again take a seat next to her, and as he peeled his eyes intently upon her she found that she found herself growing very scared.

"Please stop following me." She looked straight ahead as she said it, not wanting to look into his eyes again. 

"Can't help it if I see something I want." 

"I'm taken." 

"Not for long," he said in a self-assured tone of voice. 

Choosing to ignore him, she focused her eyes on the bubbles in her drink.

"You have a real knack for getting into car crashes, don't you? After that crash in Seattle, I thought you'd be too scared to ride in a car again." 

As the words left his mouth she felt her blood run cold and she could feel his eyes eagerly watching her, waiting to see how she'd respond.

Lynn tried to appear calm but as she responded to him she found that her voice was filled with a waver. 

"I have no idea what you're talking about, and I'd really just prefer if you'd stop talking to me. I'm not interested, okay?" 

"Playing hard to get, I like that. You have very pretty hair, by the way. I like it." He reached out to touch her curly locks, but before he could do it his hand was suddenly halted. 

As another man's fist wrapped around the Dex's wrist Lynn turned her head and saw David standing behind them. His eyes were fixed keenly upon the Dex, and his body was positioned in a stance which suggested he was gearing up for a fight.

"Leave the lady alone. She's said she's not interested."

The stranger's lips curled into a sneer at the sight of Lynn's coworker. "So, you must be the boyfriend."

Before David could even open his mouth Lynn replied, "Yes he is." 

Then she got up off the stool and grabbed David's arm, leading him toward the door. 

"Come on, let's go," she said to him. 

"Aww, leaving so soon, beautiful?" The stranger got up off the stool and tried to grab hold of Lynn's arm, but David stopped him from advancing any further.

"Step off." Pressing his palms against the other man's chest, David sent him stumbling backward. 

In a split second the grin on the man's face vanished, replaced by one of murderous intent. His hands moved with lightning speed as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife. As the blade popped out he slashed it across David's palm, causing him to cry out in pain.

"You cut my wrist, you bastard!" 

"I'll cut more than that if you don't keep your fucking hands off of me." His teeth were gritted in anger and the tip of his blade was aimed toward David's stomach.

"Fuck you, man!" David blurted out, holding onto his bleeding hand. 

"David, let's go," Lynn called out, tugging on his arm to signal she was ready to leave.

With his eyes still on Dex, David grumbled, then turned his back and followed Lynn out of the bar.

As soon as they were outside David led her to his car, and once they were inside, he started up the engine and quickly drove off, kicking up gravel as they made their way back onto the road. 

"How's your hand? Did he cut you very deep?" Lynn's voice was filled with concern as she studied the condition of his wrist.

"It's only a surface wound. It's not too bad. I'll be fine." 

He wasn't bleeding profusely, but his wrist was covered in enough blood to cause Lynn to worry. Grabbing some tissues from the dashboard, she gingerly dabbed at the line of blood which was coming from his wrist.

"Are you sure? If you need me to drive, I can take over. I don't mind at all."

"No, it's okay. I'll be fine." 

Giving a tense sigh she said, "That guy was a complete nutcase. I'm sorry about your hand, David. I really do feel bad about it." 

"No need to apologize, Lynn. It wasn't your fault. What were you doing at that bar, anyways?" 

David's question suddenly reminded her of why all of this was happening. In her rush to get them out of the seedy establishment she'd completely forgotten about Takoda. He was on his way to pick her up right now, and he had no idea of what was now going on.

"Hey David, wait a minute. We have to turn around and go back to the bar. I told my boyfriend I'd wait for him there until he showed up." 

"What? No way, we can't go back. That creep back there, he had a knife. Maybe you didn't notice, but I'm bleeding." 

"I know, David, and I really am sorry you got caught up in the middle of it. Look, I'm really glad you came when you did, but my car is stuck in a ditch back there. So can you please turn around and drive me back to where my car is located? We can hang out there until my boyfriend arrives."

"Who cares about your boyfriend? I'm bleeding, Lynn, and I'm not going back. Just call the towing company and tell them where the car is. They can pick it up for you and drive it to your house and you'll meet them there once we arrive." 

"No David, I need to go back. I don't like the idea of leaving my car behind, okay? Takoda's on his way and I need to meet up with him. I don't want him showing up at that bar and wondering where I am. He'll freak if he sees I'm not there."




Under His Spell Ch.05



"So call him," he harshly uttered.

"My phone doesn't work. Can I use yours?" 

David scanned the space around the drink holders, and as he saw that his phone wasn't there he released a sound of exasperation. 

"I must have left it back at the bar. Damn it!" 

Overwhelmed by a mixture of emotions, Lynn felt as if she were a chicken who'd just had its head cut off. She didn't know what to do next and wasn't even aware of where they were going. She felt terrible about David being injured, but she was also worried about Takoda. 

She knew he'd be very worried once he showed up at the bar and saw that she wasn't there. She had no way of getting in contact with him, and she couldn't even call a tow truck to have her car taken out of the ditch. 

Her head was spinning from everything that was going on, and it didn't help matters that David was driving like a madman. She knew he was caught up in the craziness of the situation, but the last thing she wanted was to get into another accident.

Reaching out to lightly touch his arm she said, "I think you should slow down, David. We don't want to get into a crash, do we?"

"Yeah, okay," he responded as he reluctantly eased up on the gas.

Glancing at her watch, Lynn realized that Takoda would be arriving at the bar within the span of five minutes. Giving a nervous swallow she lay her head back against the headrest and focused upon Takoda. She wasn't sure of much at all right now, but one thing she was certain of was that she had long night ahead of her.

* * * *

Takoda's pickup truck came to an abrupt stop in front of Joe's Place. He'd passed by the bar numerous times as he drove along the highway, yet never dared to venture inside. It seemed to be a seedy place where undesirable people hung out, and it certainly wasn't any place for Lynn to be hanging out in. As he made his way toward the door of the bar, his work boots crunched against the gravel in the parking lot. 

Grabbing the handle of the door he swung it open, and as he entered the smoky room his eyes rapidly scanned the place. It wasn't a very big establishment, so it didn't take him long to realize that Lynn wasn't there. A pang of worry shot through him as he wondered where she was, and he made his way over to the bar so that he could talk to the waitress. As she noticed him coming her way her eyes lit up and she gave him a smile. 

"Hey handsome, what can I get you?"

Ignoring her greeting, he said, "I'm looking for a woman. She's 5'6, has dark brown curly hair, almond eyes..." 

"She already left." The waitress interjected before he could even finish. 

"When?" A knot began to form in the pit of his stomach.

"Afew minutes ago. She was sitting here talking to some dude, and then another guy arrived to pick her up. She ended up leaving with him." 

"Did he have a uniform on?" His voice was full of hope as he thought about the possibility of it being the tow truck driver.

"Nope, he's a regular. I see him around here every weekend. She just got into his car, and they took off together. I remember her saying something about him being her boyfriend." 

"What? No, that can't be." He shook his head as if to confirm the impossibility of it. 

"Well that's what I heard." Grabbing a towel from behind the bar, she began to busy herself with drying the shot glasses.

Takoda's brows furrowed together as he thought about the waitress' words. He knew Lynn wasn't cheating on him, but why would she leave a sleazy little dive like this with a strange man? The answer was that she wouldn't. She wasn't that type of woman, and he knew it. She would only have left with someone she knew. As worried thoughts ran through his head, he began to wonder 

if she'd been forced into leaving.

As he'd been driving to the bar, he'd gotten a very strong feeling that something wasn't right with her. She'd been distressed and the signals that she'd sent to him had clearly communicated that she badly needed him with her. He'd driven as quickly as he could to get here, but unfortunately he hadn't been fast enough, because now she was gone.

Pushing the door to the bar open, Takoda exited and walked toward his car. As he was making his way across the gravel lined parking lot the toe of his shoe hit something on the ground. Lowering his eyes toward it, he saw that it was a cell phone, so he bent down to retrieve it. 

As he curiously studied it, he began to wonder if the cell phone was somehow connected to her. He had the strong feeling that it was, so he pressed a few buttons and began searching through the menu until he reached the phone's address book. 

He searched through numerous names and numbers, but there were so many contacts saved that it would take him forever to get through all of them. Not wanting to waste anymore time he slipped the phone into his pocket and got into his car. He was desperate to find out if the phone was somehow connected to her, but right now he needed to get back on the road.

Putting the car into drive, Takoda took off out of the parking lot and drove out onto the highway. Thoughts flashed through his mind as he drove, he began to feel sick as he thought about someone taking advantage of or trying to hurt her. 

As he drove along the road he kept an eye out for her car, hoping he would spot it somewhere along the way. A few minutes passed before Takoda spotted her blue Toyota on the side of the highway. Just as Lynn had told him, it was leaning into a ditch. Saving the location to memory, he made a U-turn and headed straight for the bar, hoping to make it back there before the tow truck driver arrived. 

He didn't know where she was or why she'd gone on without him, but he figured it must have been pretty important for her to have left her car behind. It just didn't seem likely that she would be willing to do that. He made it back to the bar in record time and just as he was pulling in, the tow truck driver was climbing down from the cab of his car. 

Takoda pressed his palm against the horn to alert him, then leaned his arm out of the window so that he could wave him down. As the tow truck driver spotted him he came over to Takoda's truck. After giving him the location of Lynn's car and the address where he could drop it off, Takoda gave the driver his fee. Then he put his car into gear and tore off down the highway, heading straight for Lynn's house.

* * * *

The highway seemed to stretch endlessly in front of Takoda's car. Even with the distance between them he could strongly sense her feelings, and knew she was feeling discomfort and uncertainty. 

Where are you, Lynn, and who could have possibly talked you into leaving before I came to pick you up? 

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a vibration in his pocket, followed by a melodic ringtone. Taking one hand off the wheel, Takoda used it to retrieve the cell phone he'd found in the parking lot of the bar.After flipping it open, he spoke into the receiver.

"Hello?" 

"Hi, who is this?" A man's voice curiously asked.

"You tell me who you are first." 

"I'm the owner of the cell phone. Now tell me who you are." The caller's voice was laced with irritation. 

As Takoda listened to the sound of the other man's voice he questioned in a hostile tone of voice, "Is this David? 

"Who wants to know?"

"Her boyfriend, that's who."

"Oh so you're her boyfriend, huh? Well what the hell are you doing with my phone?"

"I found it."

"Okay, well I'm going to need it back."

"You'll get it back when I see that Lynn is safe."

"She's fine. She needed a ride so I'm taking her home."

"You'd better be heading straight there." The tone in Takoda's voice expressed his seriousness about the situation.

"I really don't appreciate the way you're speaking to me right now."

"Well I don't appreciate you taking off with my girlfriend. And since we're on the subject, I know what you've been up to."

"What the hell are you talking about?" David angrily inquired. 

"Do you make it a habit to gain entry into women's homes and try to steal their underwear, or is my girlfriend just a special exception?"

Takoda impatiently waited for an answer, but the only sounds which came from the other end of the phone were the sounds of cars passing by and trucks blaring their horns. 

"Hello? Answer me," Takoda sharply commanded.

"Listen asshole, if it wasn't for me, your girlfriend would still be back at that bar, getting harassed by weird creeps. So you'd better show me some fucking respect."

"You certainly didn't give her any respect that night you were snooping around in her bedroom. And you're a creep yourself, so I really don't trust you at all."

"Well, Lynn seems to trust me just fine. She happily came along with me when I showed up."

"That's because she doesn't know the type of man she's really dealing with. You might be fooling her right now, but not for very long." 

"Whatever, man. I'm hanging up now."

"Put her on the phone. I want to speak to her." 

"Tough shit," David snappily replied.

"You really don't want to mess me with," Takoda darkly warned.

There was a pause on the other end of the line and then he heard the sound of David's voice once again.

"She's busy right now. She can't talk.."

"Busy doing what?" Takoda's knuckles turned white as he gripped the cell phone tightly in his hands. 

Listening closely to the other end of the line, he focused upon the sound of a car door opening followed by it slamming shut. Then he heard a soft, female voice which was unmistakably Lynn's. Takoda heard her ask David who he was talking to, and then he heard David mumble an unintelligible reply. 

"You're a liar. I hear her talking in the background. Put her on the phone." 

There was pregnant silence between them, followed by the click of the line as it went dead. Takoda angrily snapped the phone shut, then redialed, but the line only rang once before voicemail picked up. Takoda tossed the cell phone onto the passenger's seat and pressed his foot on the accelerator, sending his car speeding down the highway like a bullet. 

* * * *

Despite Lynn's urgency to get home, David had decided to make a few pit stops along the way. First he said he needed water, so they stopped at a mini-mart. Then he'd complained of being hungry, so they stopped at a diner just off the highway. Of course she knew that these were all just excuses. He was trying to delay their arrival to her house so that he would be able to spend more time with her. 

Nearly an hour of their time was wasted making stops along the road, so once they finally got back onto the highway she found herself wishing that he wouldn't make another stop. To her relief, David finally took her home and as they arrived at her house she felt a huge sense of relief. She was back in familiar territory, and finally able to free herself from the presence of David. 

As his car pulled into the driveway Lynn already had her hand poised and ready to open the door. Once the car came to a stop Lynn uttered a quick thanks and then bailed out of the car, walking quickly towards her front door. 

She heard the sound of David's car door slam as he got out of the vehicle footsteps behind her as he followed her to the house.

"Lynn, wait. Are you okay?" He called out from behind her.

"Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?"

"You seem mad at me."

Pulling her keys out of her purse Lynn responded, 

"I'm fine. Just would have been nice if you'd brought me straight home."

"Sorry about that. I guess I just got so excited spending time with you outside of work that I went a little crazy. We are still friends, aren't we?"

Slipping her key into the lock she twisted the knob open and cracked open the door. Then she turned around to face him.

"I don't know, David. I guess.". 

"Please don't be mad at me, Lynn."

A sigh of frustration expelled itself from her lips, "I'm really exhausted right now, and i'd like to go inside and relax. I've had a very long day." 

"Alright, I'll let you go now. Have a nice night, and see you at work tomorrow." Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he turned and began walking down the steps." 

"Goodnight, David." 

Once she crossed the threshold, he waved and she returned it with a quick one of her own. Then she closed and locked it behind her. Breathing a sigh of relief she slid her palm along the wall until it bumped against the light switch. As the room flooded with light she tossed her purse onto the couch and took off her shoes. 

She headed toward the hallway so that she could go to her bedroom, but as she walking she was seized by a nagging sense of dread. Something was off about the energy in the room, and the muscles in her body had suddenly grown tense. 

There was also a strange scent in the room, a smell which was definitely foreign to her house. Struck with the sense that she was being watched she whirled her head around, glancing behind her to see if anyone was there. She looked over her shoulder and all around the room, but as far as she could see, there wasn't anyone there. 

Despite the hairs which had pricked up on the back of her neck, she decided to brush it off. The strange turn of events that evening had caused her to feel a little jumpy, and her nerves were badly jarred. 

Holding her shoes in her hand, she continued on back to her bedroom. She was just stepping into the hallway when she saw something shift from out of the corner of her eye. Turning her gaze toward the far corner of the room, she rested her eyes on an armchair which was cast in a shadowy corner of the room. 

Walking toward a floor lamp with bated breath, she switched it on to immerse the other part of the room in light. As the shadow dissipated she saw there was nothing there and she exhaled a breath of tension. She had to loosen up and stop getting spooked so easily. She'd been on edge the entire evening, as was tired of feeling this way. 

Lynn headed down the hallway to go into her bedroom and as she pushed the door open she saw that the window was slightly ajar. Walking over toward it, she shut it closed and then locked it. She felt alarmed for a few moments, and then she suddenly remembered that she'd opened it earlier that morning. She headed out of her bedroom and made her way toward the bathroom to freshen up, but the sound of a knock at the door caused her to halt her steps.

Figuring it was David, she remained still and froze in place. Then she remembered that Takoda was supposed to pick her up from the bar, so she headed out of the hallway and made her way toward the front door. As she looked though the peephole she saw a tall form standing on the porch. Not doubting for a minute that it was Takoda she unlatched the lock and twisted the door knob, but as she swung the door open she realized there was nobody standing there at all.

Knitting her brows in puzzlement, Lynn glanced to her left to see if there was anybody standing on the other side of the porch.

"Hello?" her voice called out into the darkness of the night.

The feel of an icy-cold breeze hit the back of her neck and then suddenly she felt the energy around her shift, followed by the sound of a voice. It wasn't coming from outside, though. It was coming from right behind her, within her own house.



Under His Spell Ch. 05



The third boy started undressing as soon as he walked into the room and Margie's eyes were drawn to his cock. It wasn't big but it was hard and dripping pre-cum. He climbed right on top of her and then she felt hot sperm spurting on her pussy. "Shit!" the boy complained and then he rolled off her. She felt like a slut but she realized she was very aroused.

The fourth boy seemed very shy and his cock got soft as soon as she looked at it. "I never fucked a girl before," he said defensively. 

"Come over here," she said as she sat up. Her head began to spin again as she took the boy's cock in her hand.

"That feels nice," the boy crooned as she slowly jerked his cock. "I think I'm ready now." She lay down and spread her legs to get fucked for the fourth time. She had to guide the boys cock into her but he lasted longer than the others and she felt herself getting turned on just before he came. 

After the boy left she sat up and looked at the window but the other door opened and the first boy walked into the room. "I came so fast the first time, so he said I could fuck you again," the boy explained. She laid down and the boy fucked her again lasting for several minutes before he came. Then the second boy was standing there.

"I want a blow job," the boy said to her, "he said you would give me a blow job." She sat up and the boy walked over to her with his pants around his knees. She felt like she was in a trance as she took the boy's cock in her hand and then she leaned over and slipped the tip in her mouth. 

"Why am I doing this?" she asked herself and then hot sperm was gushing in her mouth. She swallowed it without even thinking and sucked on the boys cock until it slipped from her mouth.

The next boy came in and said he wanted to fuck her again. She laid down and spread her legs, and when the boy began to fuck her she fucked back at him wanting very much to cum. But he came too soon.

Then the last boy was there again pushing his cock in her face. She sucked it for two minutes before she swallowed another big mouthful of sperm and then she sat on the bed waiting to see what would happen. When the door by the window opened and Luke walked in she staggered to him and practically collapsed in his arms. 

"You were a good girl," he said as he led her from the room. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Yes, please," she said. She leaned against a table while he filled a glass from a pitcher and handed it to her.

"How do you feel?" he asked as she took a big drink.

"Dizzy," she said.

"Take these," he said taking two pills from a small case. She put them in her mouth and swallowed them with another drink of water. "Put your panties on," he said as he handed them to her. She did as he said feeling sperm dripping down her thighs and then he pulled her close to him. "You were getting turned on the second time around," he said.

"I wasn't," she said defensively.

"You were," he said and then he put his fingers on her pussy. She pushed forward against his hand and she sighed when he began rubbing his fingers through her slit. "You liked being fucked like that and sucking their young cocks," he whispered. She thought about being fucked six times and sucking two cocks and she started to cum. She could hear him laughing as she humped against his fingers but it felt so good to finally cum.

"Come on," he said when she caught her breath.

"My dress," she said.

"Leave it," he told her. She knew better than to argue with him so she followed him out of the room. She expected him to take her to one of his rooms but instead they walked back towards the party.

"I can't go in there like this," she whined as they neared the living room.

"Don't start," he said and then he took her hand. She covered her chest with her arm as he led her into the room. "Get me something to drink," he said and then he left her standing there. She saw a lot more undressed people and a lot more sex going on as she tried to make her way to the bar. She was almost there when two naked men stepped in front of her.

"Look at her pussy," one of them said as he rubbed her ass. Margie felt sperm dripping down her thighs as she looked down and saw that her panties were soaked at the crotch and pressed between her pussy lips.

"Yeah" the other one replied as he cupped one of her tits in his hand. "She's already had the shit fucked out of her. Haven't you, honey."

"No," Margie stammered as she tried to move away.

"Come on," the first one said as he moved his hand to her pussy. "I'll fuck you while you suck his cock."

"Do you like to suck cock?" the second one said. "I bet you do."

"I'm with Luke," Margie blurted and both men immediately stepped back.

"Why didn't you say so," the first one said,

"Sorry," the second one said and then they both walked away.

She ordered Luke's drink and was standing at the bar waiting for it when two hands cupped her breast and she felt a cock pressing against her ass. "You have a nice little ass," a husky voice said. "Can I fuck it?"

"I'm with Luke," she said and the man moved away just like the others had. The bartender made her another orange drink without her asking for it and she took a sip before she looked around the room. She saw Luke on the far side and started off towards him. She was almost there when she had to try to pass through a bunch of people standing in her way. She realized it was a mistake when a hand pulled at her panties in the back. She turned to get away from it and bumped into a man and woman. She was about to apologize when she felt something hot squirt on her hip. Then she saw that the woman was jerking the man off and he was cumming on her. The woman laughed as she directed more cum on Margie's stomach and Margie flinched and quickly moved away. More hands ran over body and pulled at her panties before she was able to make her way through. Luke smiled as she walked up to him and took his drink when she held it out to him. Then Lili appeared and slid her arm around his waist.

"Camilla needs her cum and she's being a real bitch about it," Margie heard Lili say to Luke. "I left her chained up in the game room." Luke nodded and then Lili looked at Margie. "It looks like you've been having some fun," she said.

"I'm not," Margie said.

"How many times have you been fucked so far?" Lili asked her.

"Six," Margie whispered and Lili laughed.

"And how many cocks did you suck?"

"Two," Margie answered.

"Then you're ready for some pussy," Lili said. "I want you to eat me." Margie looked at Luke and saw his eyes begin to turn cold.

"Do it," he said. 

"Okay," she said meekly. She drained her glass and Luke took it as Lili led her over to an easy chair. Lili sat down and lifted her dress. "Eat me," she said as she spread her legs open. Margie felt herself tremble as she got down on her knees and stared at Lili's red bush. Then she lowered her head and ran her tongue through Lili's slit.

"Uhmmm," Lili crooned and then she pushed her pussy forward. Margie closed her eyes and began working her tongue over Lili's soft, wet flesh. 

"It's not as bad as sucking the boy's cocks," Margie told herself. "Or letting them fuck me. And I'll just get punished if I say no." She was surprised when Lili moaned and began humping her pussy against her face. She wondered how long she had been eating her but she had no sense at all of time.

"You're getting good at eating pussy," Lili said when Margie lifted her head. Then Luke was lifting her to her feet. 

"Come with me," Luke said and Margie found herself following him out of the room again. This time they went to the 'game' room and Margie saw the young girl who had answered the door the first time she visited chained to the ceiling, naked like she had been the day before. "You've been bad," Luke said as he walked over to her.

"Please..." Camilla whined. "It's been over a week... I just get bitchy when it's been too long."

"You've been told before," Luke said.

"I'll be good," Camilla whined as Luke walked over to the small table in the corner. "I swear I'll be good." Margie saw Luke pick up the same crop he had used on her and then swat Camilla hard across the ass. Margie winced along with Camilla remembering how it felt. Then Luke swatted her again on the other cheek.

"It hurts!" Camilla moaned.

"I know," Luke said, "But you have to be taught a lesson." He swatted her two more times and Camilla was squirming when he walked in front of her. 

"Not my tits," Camilla whined but the crop swished twice and Margie cringed as she saw red welts forming under each of Camilla's breasts. Margie anticipated what was coming next and flinched when Luke swatted Camilla's pussy. Camilla moaned and began to hump her pussy in the air.

"Get over here," Luke said to Margie and she quickly walked to his side. He went over to the table and then he came back holding a funny looking whip in his hand. It had a short wooden handle and several long leather thongs. He handed it to Margie and she looked at him not knowing what he wanted. "Whip her," he said.

"I can't," Margie said without thinking and then she jumped when the crop slashed across her ass. She felt both cheeks burning with pain and she almost dropped the whip.

"Where?" she whispered.

"Her ass." Luke told her. Margie swung the whip halfheartedly and winced when Luke swatted her ass again.

"Do it," he hissed. Margie swung the whip harder this time and winced when it hit Camilla's ass. "Keep doing it," Luke said and Margie whipped her ass again. "Harder," he said and when she hesitated the crop smacked against her pussy. She whipped Camilla harder and heard her moan. 

"Are you going to be good?" Luke asked Camilla.

"Yes," she panted. 

"Louder," he said and then he swatted one of her tits.

"YES!" she screamed out.

"Did I tell you to stop," he snapped at Margie and she jumped when the crop snapped against her left breast. She whipped Camilla's ass harder then she intended and saw red welts across her ass.

"Now whip her pussy," Luke said. "Swing the whip up between her legs." Margie did as he said swinging the whip underhand so the thongs went between Camilla's thighs and snapped up against her pussy. Camilla moaned but it wasn't the same sound as before. "Again," Luke said and Margie did it again.

"Oooh..." Camilla moaned and Margie realized that it was a moan of pleasure.

"Again," Luke said and this time when Camilla moaned Margie knew she was having an orgasm. Luke snapped the crop on Camilla's pussy and tits while she writhed until her legs seemed to give out and she was hanging from the chains by her wrists. Then he held her while he unfastened the cuffs and carried her over to the bed. Margie stood there panting with her pussy, ass and tits tingling from being swatted and wanting very much for Luke to fuck her. She watched as Luke began to undress and she could feel her pussy flowing when she gazed at his soft cock. 

"Come suck it if you want to be fucked," he said as if he could read her mind. She practically ran across the room and knelt down in front of him. His cock felt so heavy in her hand as she lifted it to her mouth and gave it a kiss before she started sucking it. She couldn't understand why she felt so aroused but she wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to make her cum. His cock felt very familiar in her mouth now and she didn't mind sucking it. She bobbed her head using her lips and tongue on it like he had taught her to and then she rubbed it over her face. "Do you want to be fucked?" he asked her.

"Yes," she panted.

"Say it," he told her.

"I want you to fuck me," she panted. "I want you to fuck me and make me cum."

"Get on the bed," he said.

"What about me?" Camilla pouted. "It's been so long."

"Be quiet," he snapped and she shrank back on the bed. Margie had her panties off and was laying with her legs spread open when he looked back to her. She watched him as he knelt between her legs and then she lifted her ass off the bed to try to get his cock in her cunt. 

"Please fuck me," she pleaded then she moaned as he pushed his cock into her. A feeling of relief washed over her as she felt his cock inside of her and then he started to fuck her. 

"Don't just lay there," he said so she wrapped her legs around his waist and started to fuck back at him. She started to cum a few strokes later and her orgasms wouldn't stop as his cock kept driving into her. She could see Camilla kissing his back and rubbing his ass as he fucked her and it made her feel strange but her orgasms wouldn't stop. Then Luke took his cock out of her cunt and she groaned at the loss. But he took her ankles in his hands and lifted her legs and spread them in a vee. She felt so vulnerable being exposed to him this way but then his cock moved back inside of her and she didn't care. He bent her knees to her chest as he started to fuck her again and his cock felt like it was hitting her stomach with each stroke. Then he let her legs go and she whimpered when his cock slid out of her. He pressed the tip into her slit and then she felt his hot sperm spurting on her. She humped her pussy on his cock as he moved it around splashing cum all over her pussy and then he leaned back and looked at Camilla. 

Camilla made a noise in her throat and then she bent over and began licking up the cum from Margie's pussy. Margie had never been eaten before and she was still having small orgasms from Luke but Camilla's tongue felt so nice as it snaked through her slit. She watched Camilla lick some sperm from her thigh and she wanted her tongue back in her slit. Her hand seemed to reach out on its own and pull Camilla's head back. Then she pushed her pussy in Camilla's face and started to cum again.

Margie woke with a start when Lili shook her and saw sun coming in the window. She looked around and saw Camilla laying on the bed next to her. "Oh, god," she thought as she remembered all that happened the previous night. She was trying to figure out how to get her clothes when Lili shook Camilla. "Take Margie up to the guest room to get dressed and then bring her out to the patio for some coffee," Lili told her.

"What time is it?" Margie asked getting worried about Ellen.

"Seven," Lili said. "You have time for coffee before you have to pick up Ellen."

Margie followed Camilla out to the hall and then upstairs to the guest room. "I'm sorry about hitting you last night," Margie said.

"That's okay," Camilla said. "It wasn't like you had a choice."

"Do you get beat like that a lot?"

"Only when I'm bad," Camilla said as she rubbed her bare ass. 

"Why do you stay here? Do you have to?"

"No," Camilla said. "I'd be crazy to leave. They took me in off the street and I have my own apartment on the grounds. I can come and go as I please and use one of the cars, and they're even putting me through college. I didn't want to go at first, but they made me and now I love it. They're very generous. Very generous."

"But they make you do things, don't they?"

"Nothing I don't want to do. And they pay me when I work around the house."

"But he beats you." 

"I kind of like it," she said wistfully. "It hurts at first but then... Well, Luke knows just how to make to make me cum."

"Do they make you have sex?"

"I didn't mind eating you last night if that's what you mean," she said. "I love licking up his cum. I just have to have it sometimes. Even it's all over a pussy."

"He made me have sex with a bunch of boys."

"He made you? He didn't seem to be making you suck his cock and you sure had a lot of orgasms when he MADE you let him fuck you."

"I don't know what's happening to me," Margie whispered.

"Just go with it," Camilla said. "Who knows... You might be doing just what you want to."

Margie took a quick shower and Camilla was dressed when she came out. She dressed and followed her down to the back of the house and then out to the patio. Margie saw a large pool and Jacuzzi and several small building with lots of grounds. She also saw a huge black dog. She guessed it was a dog but it looked just like a wolf. It was sitting ten feet from the table and staring right at her. When she walked up to Luke the dog stood and snarled at her. "It's okay, Wolfie," Luke said softly and the dog sat back down but kept eyes his trained on Margie. 

"I have to go," Margie said. "I have to pick up my daughter."

"Do you feel okay to drive?" Luke asked. "I can have my man drive you if you'd like."

"I'm okay," she said.

"Some coffee? It will help you wake up."

"No thank you," Margie said meekly.

"Okay," Luke said as he picked up a newspaper. "Camilla will show you out."

"He was trying to be nice to you," Camilla said as they walked to the front door.

"I just want to go home," Margie said. "I just want this all to stop."

"Be careful what you wish for," Camilla said.



Under His Spell Ch.06



Spinning around to face the intruder, Lynn's gaze fell on a pair of emotionless blue eyes. As she saw the familiar leering down at her, a loud scream of terror ripped from her throat.

"Hello beautiful." Dex's lips pulled up into a dark grin. 

She noticed that his cowboy hat was no longer on and as she stared into her cold orbs, she was struck with a feeling of nausea. 

"Get out now, before I call the police," she shakily said.

"Throwing her a look of amusement he replied, "Go ahead. The phone's on the other side of the room though. You'll have to get past me in order to get to it." 

Giving a deep swallow she weakly uttered, "My boyfriend is on his way over. If he sees you here, there's no telling what he'll do."

Releasing a small chuckle Dex replied, "Mmm, right. Guess I should be worried then. He's a tall, long haired fellow isn't he? I've seen him around."

Struggling to maintain a calm exterior, Lynn silently called out to Takoda, utilizing every bit of energy inside of her as she communicated her desperate need for his presence. Dex took a step towards her, prompting Lynn to call a firm warning out to him.

"If he finds you here, he'll kill you."

His lips pulled into a wide grin as he responded, "Shifters don't scare me, Lynn. And I highly doubt that he can kill me."

He began taking steps towards her and as he moved closer to where she stood she began to panic. Her back was already against the door, which meant she had nowhere to go.

"What do you want from me?"

Grabbing her hand by the wrist, he held it up in front of her and ran his thumb along a protruding vein. The feel of his flesh against her own filled her with disgust, and she was shocked to find that his skin was ice-cold. 

Flinching beneath his touch she felt him slide his digit slowly back and forth, watching her with a look which made her feel as if he were looking at a four course dinner. Then suddenly she realized that she was his dinner.

Her eyes widened and her voice wavered as she said, "You're a vampire."

Giving her an evil smile he stated, "Not exactly."

"Well if you're not a vampire, then what are you?" He gave a little chuckle and then said, "A hybrid, of sorts."

A chill swept through her body as the words left his mouth. She didn't know what he meant by a hybrid, but she wasn't certain that she wanted to find out, either.

"Look, I don't want to fight against you. So if you're going to drink from me, then just do it already and get it over with." She tilted her neck to the left so that her neck was more exposed, coxing him to take what he wanted.

Dex's eyebrows knitted, and he blinked in surprise at her willingness to please him. 

"You're offering yourself to me?"

"Yes. You're obviously much stronger than I ever could be, so I'm not even going to try and refuse you. You're here to drink my blood and I accept that."

His head tilted as he suspiciously stared at her and she knew he was wondering why she was making it so easy for him. Remaining quiet, she breathed deeply as she prepared herself for what was to come next.

"It's been a long time since I had such a willing participant, especially a beautiful woman like yourself." 

Placing his palm against her face he slowly slid it across the surface of her cheek. As he leaned his head in toward her neck she felt her body tense up and her heart began to beat rapidly. His breath ghosted coldly against her neck as his lips moved in closer.

"Mmm, I'm going to enjoy this," he breathed in an overly eager voice.

As she felt his lips press against her neck she sprung into action. Reaching her arm out for the table next to the door, she grabbed the first thing her hands came into contact with. Gripping the letter opener tightly in her fist, she rose her arm upward and aimed it for the back of Dex's neck. The tip of it came dangerously close to piercing his skin, but before it could plunge though his flesh he grabbed hold of her wrist and gave it a sharp squeeze. 

Lynn cried out as a bolt of agonizing pain ripped through her nerve endings, and the object in her hand fell to the floor with a clatter.His cat-like reflexes stunned her, and within a blink of an eye, he had her pinned up against the wall. His fingertips dug painfully into her shoulders as he gave a tsk-tsk of disapproval.

"Trying to stab me in the neck? My, what a naughty little thing you are!" His hands gripped both of her wrists tightly, keeping them flush against the wall.

"Let me go." 

She tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but fingers only tightened. Lynn felt her chest grow tight with anxiety and her mouth instantly grew dry.

"I can smell your fear." 

"I'm not afraid of you." She lied. 

"No, of course not." A sly smile crossed his lips. 

Keeping her pinned up against the wall with one hand, he used the other to stroke her face. As his hand made contact with her lips she flinched, fighting the urge to retch. His skin felt cold and clammy. 

"Let go of me." 

Inside she was scared shitless, but the last thing she wanted him to know was just how afraid she was. He would only use it to his advantage. 

"Afraid I can't. I've been waiting to get my hands on you for quite some time." 

Lynn's eyes drifted down to the long scar which marred his pale throat. It was raised and bumpy and as she stared at it she began to wonder how he'd gotten it.

"Why are you following me?"

"You don't remember much from the night of that car crash back in Seattle, do you?" He waited for her to say something, but when she didn't answer, he continued. 

"Don't you remember? I've tasted you, and if memory serves me correct, you were quite delicious." 

A chill ran up her spine as she heard him say the words "taste" and "delicious." Suddenly, she remembered that there had been someone. She'd always chalked it up to a hallucination from shock, but now she realized it had actually happened. She'd gone in and out or consciousness, but she did remember seeing someone step next to the window and lean into the car. 

She also remembered there had been a pair of hands upon her, followed by a sharp and piercing pain in her chest. She figured that whatever had stabbed her was being pulled out, because the next thing she knew there was a flow of blood. She figured she must have blacked out soon after, because that was all she could remember, and by the time she regained consciousness, she was already in the hospital.

Her eyes looked up at him with recognition, horrified that this frightening creature had been a part of her past. Knowing he'd been there that night while she was unconscious caused her to feel terribly fearful.

"What did you do to me? Did you drink my blood?" Her voice filled with panic. 

With a grin he replied, "It's not the taste of blood I was after, but your fear. Nothing fuels me more than the sight of a beautiful woman cowering in fear. Take you, for example. You're very afraid right now, aren't you?"

Shaking her head she angrily replied, "No, I'm not."

Pulling his lips into a mock pout, Dex leaned in closer to her, allowing only a hair's width between the flesh of her cheeks and his cold lips.

"So I don't scare you at all?"

Terrified by the darkness in his eyes, she averted them toward the front door. She desperately wished that she could escape him, but she knew if she tried to run that he would easily catch up to her. 

Grabbing her by the chin, he said, "No point in trying to resist me. I'm already in there." 

Lynn did her best to shield her emotions from him, but he easily cut right through her resistance. She could actually feel her energy being siphoned right out of her. 

"You feel things very powerfully, don't you? I could really get addicted to that." Trailing a finger against her throat, he let it come to a rest against the pulse in her neck. 

Her pulse began to quicken Dex offered a wicked smile, obviously pleased by her reaction. As his thumb remained pressed upon the point, she noticed that her knees were feeling weak and that she was beginning to grow dizzy. There was also a strange heaviness inside of her body, as if she were made of lead.

"I wonder where that boyfriend of yours is. It's strange he hasn't show up yet, huh?" One of his eyebrows rose upward in a questioning manner.

"He's on his way."

"Is he?" Dex questioned her with a funny little smile, tilting his head as if he were studying something of great interest. "Well he'd better hurry, because I'm about to have his girlfriend for dinner."

As Dex pressed his nose to her skin she heard him deeply inhale, followed by a sound which expressed how delicious he thought her scent was. Lynn flattened her back against the wall as his lips crept up her chin, gradually moving closer to her lips. It seemed as if he were some sort of reptile, because the feel of his skin was very dry and completely void of any warmth at all. 

Cold and slithery were the perfect words to describe him. Certain he was going to try and kiss her she began to panic and drove her knee upward, aiming straight for the place where she knew it would hurt the most. 

Always one step ahead of her, Dex caught hold of her leg and pulled her feet out from under her. Her body hit the floor with a thud, but the pain she felt didn't deter her from making a mad scramble for the door. 

She'd barely moved a few inches away from him before he caught hold of her leg with his hands. Using her free leg to kick at him, she aimed it right for his midsection and nailed him right in the stomach. 

He grunted, stumbling backward as the wind was knocked out of him. Using those few short moments to her advantage, Lynn bolted for the door and quickly swung it open. She'd just made it across the threshold and ran out onto the porch when he caught hold of her. 

Wrapping his arm firmly around her waist he threw her to the ground and straddled her, keeping her firmly pinned against the floor. As she noticed he was holding a blade against her breasts, she began to squirm nervously beneath his grip. 

"The chase has been fun, but i'm ready to taste you now." 

His fangs popped out, causing Lynn to release a cry of fear, but as a deep, rumbling growl fill the air around them, she opened her eyes to see a large gray wolf standing at the edge of the porch. With yellow-gold eyes and a thick, lush coat, he was quite a majestic sight. Although it was the first time Lynn was seeing him in non-human form, she instantly knew it was Takoda. 

Releasing a menacing snarl, the wolf crouched into position. His muscles were taut and he was ready to strike, with his muzzle quivering angrily as he bared his sharp teeth. The wolf's yellow eyes narrowed angrily upon his adversary, and the expression within them was clearly murderous. 

With Dex's attention on the wolf, Lynn was able to scramble out from beneath him unnoticed. Once she'd freed herself from his presence she ran back into the safety of the house. 

"Well look what we have here, a knight in shining armor." 

Crouching into a fighting position, Dex angled the tip of his knife in the creature's direction. Not wasting another moment, the wolf charged. As the animal ran toward him, Dex swiped toward him with his blade, but narrowly missed his mark. In a single fluid moment, the wolf sank his razor-sharp teeth into Dex's ankles, causing him to cry out in agony. 

Gritting his teeth in fury, Dex slashed through the air with his knife, hoping it would connect with the wolf. As the blade met with nothing but air, Dex became increasingly frustrated. 

Furiously kicking backward with his foot, Dex landed a solid kick upon the wolf's jaw. As the teeth in his flesh loosened, Dex quickly pulled his leg free and scrambled away from the wolf. Dex was just barely getting back onto his feet when he was attacked once again.

The wolf lunged forward, pinning Dex to the ground with the weigh of his body. The knife Dex held fell to the ground and clattered out of his reach. Saliva dripped from the wolf's muzzle, teeth snapping and gnashing as he went in for the kill. He aimed for Dex's neck, but before he could sink his teeth in, Dex grabbed hold of the animal's neck. 

Locking his fingers around the wolf's neck, Dex sought to cut off its air supply with the strength of his hands. Thrashing wildly, the gray wolf fought to release himself. The animal's claws reached out, searching for something, anything, to remove the death grip from around his throat. 

The wolf's claws found Dex's face, latching in as they ripped through his flesh. The man beneath him howled, jolted by searing pain. He released his grip from around the beast's neck, jagged claw marks trailing from his eye down to his chin. Blood seeped from the wounds, marring his vision. 

Dex's fingers scrambled around on the floor, searching for the knife that had fallen. Finding it, he grasped it in his hands and stabbed downward, aiming for what he thought was the wolf's back. Disadvantaged by his blindness, Dex's aim was thrown off, and the blade sunk into the wolf's shoulder instead. The blade went in deep, but the pain did nothing to lessen Takoda's attack. 

The wolf sunk his canines into Dex's shoulder, withdrawing a scream of pain. As they ripped through muscles and tendon, into muscles and tendon. Giving a howl of agony, Dex knocked the wolf off of him. The animal's body flew back from the blow but it was only a momentary deterrence. Once Dex was back on his feet he shifted into a fighting stance, willing the wolf to make the first move. 

The claw marks on Dex's face were seeping blood and some of it was in his eyes, nearly blinding him. The torn flesh in his shoulder burned fiercely, making it feel as if it were on fire. Dex uttered a growl of sheer frustration. He was fighting a losing battle, and he knew he wouldn't be able to go on for very much longer, since the little strength he had left was steadily draining out of him. 

Letting out a vicious growl, Takoda charged. Dex dodged out of the way to avoid being attacked again but ended up losing his balance and stumbled down the porch stairs. The wolf landed on top of him, and as his teeth connected with Dex's neck, they pierced through the flesh like butter. 

Seeking to shield his jugular from the animal's teeth, Dex fought wildly to release himself from the beast's attack. The wolf's attack was relentless, and this made it difficult for Dex to free himself, but eventually he managed. 

A sudden flare of anger allowed him the strength to give a powerful push against the wolf's chest, kicking him off, but Dex's freedom didn't last long. It seemed that only a fraction of a second had passed before the wolf was charging once again, releasing a violent snarl as he threw himself against Dex's back. 

Fighting uselessly against the wolf, Dex released a scream of pain as he felt a pair of razor sharp teeth sink into the back of his neck. Reaching his arm out toward a large stone in the yard, Dex grasped it tightly in his palm. Swinging his arm backwards Dex slammed the rock against the beast's head, causing the animal to dislodge his teeth from Dex's neck. 

Not wasting another moment Dex followed it up with another blow, this time aiming for the wolf's muzzle. As the hard object collided with the animal's mouth it released a sound of furious pain. Stunned by the blunt impact of the large rock the wolf took a moment to regain its senses and Dex used this to his advantage. 

Pulling his legs out from beneath the wolf's body Dex's eyes quickly scanned his surroundings, searching for anything which could be used as a weapon. Spotting a pair of gardening shears Dex unsteadily scrambled towards them, desperate to grab hold of the weapon before the wolf could attack once again. As his hand closed around the handle of the shears Dex turned onto his side and quickly swung then back, aiming for the wolf's neck.

As they slashed through the air the animal sprung out of harm's way, baring its teeth as it crouched into an attack position and awaited Dex's next move. 

Hurriedly climbing onto his feet Dex firmly held the shears in his hand, the metal of the blades glinting maliciously in the dim light of the early evening. Dex moved clumsily on his feet, limping with ever step that he took. The meat of his ankle was slashed and it caused a great deal of pain to remain on his feet, but he knew if he didn't that the wolf would surely finish him off. 

With his lips pulled into a sneer, Dex coaxed the wolf forward, daring him to lunge toward the blades in his hand. Remaining in place the wolf's eyes flared with anger, carefully watching each step that Dex took. As the wolf's adversary began to back away from him the wolf stalked forward, matching each of Dex's steps with one of his own. 

Suddenly the wolf was running toward Dex, quickly closing the space between them and just before he reached his adversary, the wolf changed direction, springing out of the way as Dex swung the blades toward him. 

Unfortunately the wolf miscalculated his adversary's force and as the sharp blade sunk into the animal's coat it yelped in pain, retreating with a vicious snarl. The blade in Dex's hand was covered in blood and as he retreated from the beast his eyes flashed with rage. 

A deep growl tore through the wolf's throat, his ears flattening as he watched Dex back away away from him.

Dex was nearly a yard away when he maliciously sneered, "This isn't over." 

Giving a nasty hiss of defeat, he retreated from the wolf and disappeared into the thick brush beyond the yard. 

Resisting the urge to follow him the wolf began to transform, shifting from creature back into the form of a human being. Rushing up behind him, Lynn embraced him in a tight hug, laying her head against his shoulder as he took her hand in his. The feel of his heartbeat thumping against her skin was more than a welcome relief. 

She'd seen what a strong and vicious fighter he was, but she'd been terribly worried that one of the knife wounds he'd received would turn out to be fatal. They held each other for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes and then they shared a deep, tender kiss. Once their lips parted, they both rose to their feet. 

His shirt, pants and underwear lay in a rumpled pile near the side of the porch, so he went over to retrieve them. Once he had them in hand, he tucked them under his arm and took her by the arm, allowing her to lead him into the house. He put his underwear and pants on, leaving his shirt off that she could attend to his wound. 

As she went off to get the first aid kit, he settled onto the couch and released a heavy breath of exhausting. With the kit in hand, Lynn returned to the living room and placed it upon the coffee table. Then she got to work and began seeing to his injuries. 

"Hmmm, this first aid kit is bringing back some fond memories." He gave her a little smile, then released a hiss as she poured peroxide onto his wound. 

Offering a little smile, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at his torso. The stab mark was dangerously close to his stomach, and she found herself grateful that Dex's aim hadn't been better. Once the wound was cleaned and all the blood had been removed, she placed a large gauze square against it, keeping it in place with some medical tape.

She noticed there was a red mark on his neck from where Dex had tried to choke him, and she gingerly stroked the area which was surrounding it. 

"It's fine." He offered a smile to try and reassure her. 

"You sure?" 

He nodded. "I can't tell you how worried I was when I showed up at that bar and found out you'd already left. I was terrified that something bad happened." 

"I knew you would be, but I had to get out of there." Glancing out of the living room window she stared out into the thick foliage which bordered upon her backyard. "I saw him at the bar, so he must have followed me here." 




Under His Spell Ch.06



Takoda sighed, releasing some of the tension in his body, "I know, Lynn. I understand.

"He was at the bar?"

"Yes, that's the reason why I ended up leaving. He wouldn't stop bothering me and I started to get freaked out. Then David showed up and I ended up leaving with him.. I'm sorry I scared you, I just didn't see any other way out of that situation."

Giving an understanding nod Takoda replied, "It's okay, I understand." Wrapping his hand around her waist he pulled her in closer. "I'm just glad you're safe again. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you. I feel awful about that."

"It's not your fault, just something that happened." 

"It wasn't by chance. That creep was stalking you."

Resting her head on his chest, she said, "He gives me the creeps. What the hell is he?" 

"Well, he's not one thing, really, but a combination. He has some of the traits of a vampire—strength, speed, and he heals up very quickly, but he's only at his strongest when he's feeding off of another's emotions. He feeds off of fear, mostly. 

"What about pain or anger? Does he feed off of those as well?" 

"Most negative emotions give him some sort of power, but he seems to have a special preference for fear. So anger can probably charge him up, too, but only to a certain degree. I didn't fear him, so he had nothing to feed off of. He was fighting entirely off of the energy he'd received from you. It's your life force he's after. He loves the taste of suffering, and if he gets close enough to drink your blood, he'll drain you to the point where you can't feel any emotion at all. You'd just be void, and he'd use your body as a vessel for whatever he wanted." 

"So if he has vampire traits such as drinking blood, doesn't that mean he'd only be able to gain strength from my emotions if he drank from me?" 

"Well, no. He can feed off of them to a certain degree, even if he doesn't drink from you. He just has to be close enough to do it. When he does feed from someone, or even gets just a taste, the power and pleasure he receives is tripled." 

Lynn felt a chill run through her heart. The memory of the night she'd crashed came flooding back to her, and she remembered how he said he'd tasted her. She didn't know just how much of her blood he'd gotten, but knowing that his lips had been pressed against her skin, drawing nourishment from her body was more than enough to send a shiver of fear throughout her. 

"Hey, what's wrong?" Takoda gave her a concerned look, feeling the chill which had run through her body. 

"He tried to drink from me once." 

"When was this?" His brows drew together.

"When I was in that car crash in Seattle, he stopped by the car and saw me bleeding. So I guess he took advantage of the moment and came by to drink from me." 

"So that mark on your chest, is that where he tried to feed from you?" 

"Yes." 

A distressed sigh escaped his mouth as he glanced out of the living window and studied the darkness beyond. 

"He has to be taken care of, and quickly."

He had a frown on his face, and there was a faraway look in his eyes. Grabbing hold of the edge of his chin, she tilted his head downward so that she could look into his eyes. 

"You'll protect me. I know you will." 

"Of course I will, but I'll worry whenever you're away from me, like when you're at work or go off to run errands. Whenever I'm beside you, he won't dare come near you, but when there's distance between us, that's what I worry about." 

This was true. There was no doubt about it. She knew he would fight to the death for her, but what would happen when they became separated? How would they work around it? She decided to try and not think too heavily about it, as it only made her feel worse. 

As if reading her thoughts, Takoda sought to reassure her. "Not to worry, angel. He won't ever be able to hurt you. I'll make sure of it." Kissing his chest, she softly stroked at a small bruise on his skin. 

"You're coming with me to my house tonight," He firmly stated.

"Good, because that's what I want." She gave him a quick kiss, then said, "I'll pack an overnight bag and we can get going." Rising up from the couch, she headed for the bedroom. 

Following behind her, he assisted her by bringing all of her toiletries from the bathroom, while she threw a change of clothes and underwear into a large travel bag. Once she was all packed she threw on a jacket and they exited the house. He opened the door for her and saw that she got safely inside first. Then he walked around to the driver's door and got in. 

After starting up the engine, Takoda put the car in gear and they drove off into the night. 

* * * *

As the truck wound along the tree-lined roads, Lynn sleepily glanced out of the window. The drive to his house didn't take very long, but she'd had a very trying night so she was eager to get to his place.

The car made a turn down a small road called Yellowstone Way, and then they turned into a driveway, coming to a stop in front of his house. He gave her cheek a gentle stroke and then placed a tender kiss upon her lips.

"We're home."

Giving him a little smile, she released a yawn and grabbed her purse. As she opened the door and stepped out, she found that the atmosphere around them was peaceful and relaxing. Somewhere in the distance she could hear the call of an owl hooting, and the soft sigh of a breeze rustled through the trees. 

Filled with a sense of serenity, Lynn already felt at home with the place, and couldn't wait to see what the inside of his house looked like. 

It was a two-story home, with a woodsy exterior which was designed to blend in with the natural surroundings. It had a nice rustic look to it, and there were plenty of large trees and lots of thick vegetation all around. 

As far as Lynn could see, Takoda didn't really seem to have any neighbors close by, but she liked the fact that it was secluded. It made her feel like they had their own cozy little hideaway. It seemed just perfect, and after the tumultuous evening they'd experienced, she wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the night surrounded by peace and quiet. 

With her overnight bag in tow, Takoda led her up the walkway and toward the front of the door. Once he unlocked it he let her walk in first, then hit the light switch on the wall. Lynn continued down the hallway until she reached the spacious living room, which had a beautifully crafted stone fireplace and large bay windows. 

They were floor to ceiling in length, and completely bare of curtains. The spacious windows gave the room an wonderfully uninhibited feel, and they also provided an excellent view of the backyard, which was thick with birch and aspen trees. 

A black floor lamp was placed in one corner of the room, throwing off soft lighting. There was also a comfy looking couch, and a rustic-looking coffee table which was placed right in front of it. As Takoda came up behind her, she felt him encircle his arms around her hips.

"So, what do you think? Can you see yourself spending a lot of time here?" 

"Yeah, it's really nice. Very peaceful." 

His lips pressed against the area right behind her ear, and she felt a delicious shiver run up her spine. She loved it when he kissed her there, as it was one of her most sensitive spots.

The interior of the house was a little rough around the edges, as the windows were dusty and there was a lack of matching furniture, but overall it didn't look bad at all. Like any bachelor's home she figured it could use a woman's touch, but she wasn't in a hurry to make any changes. She liked the way his house looked; it was so perfectly him. 

Something on the mantle of the fireplace caught her eye, so she walked over to get a closer look. A framed photo of a woman and man was on display, and as she studied the photo she saw they were gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.

"Is this your mom and dad?" 

"Yep, that's them." He glanced fondly at the picture. 

"She was beautiful," 

"Yes, she was. She was a wonderful person, and I really wish you could have met her." 

"So do I." Looking at the face of Takoda's father she said, "You look a lot like your dad.". Takoda's lips pulled back into a grin. "Yeah, that's what I hear. Guess I lucked out then." He gave her a little wink. 

She set the picture down and was about to walk away from the mantle when her foot hit something. Lowering her gaze to the floor, she came upon the sight of bucket of water with a sponge floating in it. 

Giving her a sheepish grin, Takoda reached down to remove it. "Sorry about that, I thought I'd had everything cleared up." 

He placed the bucket in a closet by the front door, then came back into the living room. 

"I was hoping you'd stop by after work, so I decided to clean the house just in case. Not sure how good of a job I did though." Dragging the tip of his finger across the mantle, he saw that it was thick was dust. 

"Actually it looks like you did a pretty darn good job." Rising up onto the balls of her feet, she leaned in to give him a quick peck upon the lips. 

Turning her gaze towards the large bay windows she gestured toward them and asked, "No curtains?" 

Takoda gave little shrug. "Never really saw a need to put any up. I don't have any neighbors close by, and even if there was someone out there, the trees are so thick they wouldn't really be able to see in. If it makes you uncomfortable I can always put some up." 

Glancing out at the full moon, Lynn found herself entranced by its beauty and she walked closer to get a better look. 

"It's okay, I like it. Besides, you really do have quite a beautiful view. 

"Yes, I certainly do," He said in a deeply seductive voice. 

Coming up to stand beside her, he looped his arm around her hips and pressed his lips to her neck. A flood of moonlight shone through the window, bathing them in the essence of its beauty. 

"You must be exhausted. I'll take you up to the bedroom now if you like." 

"I am pretty tired. Afraid I can't do much more than sleep tonight, though." 

"Hey, don't worry, I'll leave you alone. I think both of us really need to get some solid rest, considering what we've been through." 

They turned and made their way to the stairs, the wood creaking as they walked up to the second floor. Once they reached the landing he led her into his bedroom. The first thing she noticed was the bed, which was queen-size and crafted out of cherry wood. The headboard was ornately carved into a regal looking design, and there was a black duvet cover on it, along with plenty of large pillows. 

Takoda placed her overnight bag on the floor next to the closet, and then they began to undress. Then were both dead tired but decided it might be a good idea to take a quick shower first, so they went into the adjoining bathroom and stepped into the tub. 

The heat of the water loosened their tired muscles, releasing the stress and tension which had built up inside both of them. Once they were finished bathing, they dried themselves off and made a beeline for the bed. 

As they flopped down onto the comfortable mattress they both released heavy sighs, grateful to finally be off their feet and alone with one another. Snuggling in close to him, Lynn laid her head upon his chest and released a sound of contentment. They both had a lot on their minds, but right now all either of them wanted to do was to sleep. Locking her eyes drowsily into Takoda's, she saw his lips curl into a little smile and she returned it with one of her own. 

They didn't need to speak any words to each other, as their eyes communicated their thoughts perfectly. The love they felt was strong, and each was happy to once again be holding the other in their arms.

Heavy worries had been pushed from their minds, and they were simply enjoying the moment. Leaning his face in close to hers, Takoda brushed his lips against her ear and softly spoke into it.

"We belong to each other."

His words tickled her ear and as she felt his hand stroke her inner thigh, she released a sound of pleasure. Her face tilted upward and he pressed his lips against hers, sealing them in an unbreakable kiss.



Under His Spell Ch.07



A pair of eyes were watching Lynn. She couldn't see who they belonged to, but she knew who it was all the same. He had managed to follow them here, and now there he was, staring into their bedroom from somewhere out in the forest. Turning over in bed, she reached over to wake Takoda. She had to warn him that Dex was out there stalking them, but as she realized he wasn't there she became filled with panic. 

Hurrying down the staircase, she began running through the house. She checked the kitchen and then the living room, but found that Takoda was nowhere around. As she called out his name the sound of her voice echoed, and suddenly she was blinded with panic. Something was different about the energy around her, and as she felt a cold chill upon her neck she knew that Dex was right behind her. 

Too afraid to even cry out, she remained still and froze in place. She was compelled by an irresistible urge to turn around and face him, but it seemed as if her feet were stuck in place. The room grew pitch black all around her, and then suddenly she saw a pair of eyes glowing brightly in the dark. Infused with terror, Lynn finally found her voice and expelled a loud, shrill scream. 

"Baby, what's wrong?" 

The sound of Takoda's voice cut through her dream state and as Lynn's eyes fluttered open she grabbed hold of his arm and clung to his body. Slipping his arm around her waist, Takoda glanced worryingly into her eyes. A sheen of sweat covered her forehead and her eyes were lit up with fear.

"I had a terrible nightmare." Lynn's body trembled against him. 

Lightly stroking her hair he replied, "It was only a dream, angel. I'm here and everything's okay." 

A few strands of hair stuck to her face, and he brushed them away, then placed a kiss upon her forehead. Still holding tightly onto him, she tried to still her body from quivering. 

"You okay, honey? Need me to get you a glass of water?" 

"No, I'll be fine." Exhaling softly, she felt her muscles begin to relax as she immersed herself in the comfort of his arms. 

"He was in your dream, wasn't he?" asked Takoda. 

Lynn nodded.

"Was I in the dream?"

"No, you were gone. I searched all around the house for you, but you weren't anywhere to be found. I was so freaked out."

Placing his palm against her cheek, he softly stroked it. "I know it was a just a dream, but you do know I'd never leave you alone, right?" 

Nodding her head, she replied, "Yes, of course. I have abandonment issues, that's all. Guess it stems from being adopted or something, I don't know. I'm trying to work through those feelings, though." 

Lacing his fingers through her own, he placed her hand against his lips and kissed it. 

"What we have together means everything to me. We've only been together a short while, but already I find it difficult to imagine my life without you. I honestly don't know how I survived all this time without you." 

When he said things like that to her she melted. 

"I feel the same way." Here eyes gazed deeply into his own. 

Moonlight filtered in from the window across the bed, throwing a silvery pattern on the sheets which covered them. Lying on their sides with their cheeks placed against their pillows, they glanced deeply into each other's eyes. 

"I wish I didn't have to go to work tomorrow. I'd rather spend the whole day in bed with you." 

"Me, too, baby. Me too." Takoda twirled a lock of her hair around his finger. 

Snuggling against his chest she closed her eyes, listening to the thump, thump of his heartbeat as it pumped steadily against her cheek. The strength of his pumping heart reassured her, making her feel safe and completely sheltered in his arms. 

Curving his arm around her waist, Takoda pulled her closer up against him. The heat of their bodies combined, wrapping them in a cocoon of love and contentment. Studying the features of her face, he admired the fullness of her lips and the beautiful shape of her eyes. She was so soft and feminine. Everything about her was just so right for him. 

There was a large picture window next to the bed, and he glanced out of it, peering out into the darkness beyond. He didn't sense or see anything out there, but that wouldn't stop him from being on guard. If there was anything out there he would know. His sharp ears and keen sense of smell would alert him of any impending threats. 

It angered him to know that the memory of Dex was giving her nightmares. He didn't want anything disturbing the tranquility of their home, and anything which threatened that would have to be taken care of in a swift and sure manner. 

It almost scared him to realize just how much he loved her. It hadn't taken long to happen, either. After losing Ehawee, he'd never imagined he would love like this again. There were no doubts at all that he would keep her safe, but somewhere deep inside, he still worried that he could lose her. 

Using the tip of his finger he followed the curve of her nose, admiring the perfect contour of it. She wiggled it under his touch and he smiled, loving how cute she looked under a drowsy state. 

"Good night, angel," he whispered. 

"Night," her breath tickled against his chest.

He stayed awake for awhile listening to the rhythm of her breathing and enjoying the warmth of her body. And even as she slept he continued to remain awake, focusing his eyes upon the inky blackness beyond the window.

* * * *

Comfortably straddling his back, Lynn ran her fingers through the strands of Takoda's long hair. His eyes were still closed and he breathing quietly beneath her, but she wasn't fooled. He was only pretending to be asleep. 

Leaning her head down to touch her lips against his neck, she softly brushed them back and forth against his skin, waiting to see hoe he'd respond. As the corners of his lips tugged upwards she gave a wide smile and called out to him. 

"Get up, sleepy bones. I know you're awake." 

"Mmm," he drowsily murmured.

"Come on, get up." She tugged gently on his hair, but he showed no signs of rising out of bed. 

The covers had been kicked off in his sleep, leaving the bed sheets tangled around his feet. His cute little butt was on display for her, and unable to resist herself, she gave him a firm, but playful smack. 

Suddenly and without any warning he flipped over, causing her to slide off of his back and onto the bed. He pinned her beneath him with startling quickness, and his lean, naked body pressed flush against her fully clothed one. 

"So now that I'm up, what are you gonna do with me?" 

Her heart raced excitedly, enjoying the way he held her down beneath him. He'd done it so quickly she hadn't had time to react. She kind of enjoyed the feeling of being pinned down helplessly by his strong arms. 

"Mmmm, don't tempt me. I have to be at work in forty minutes." 

"It only takes twenty minutes to drive there." 

"But you haven't eaten breakfast yet." 

"I'd rather eat you." 

The space between her legs instantly grew wet. The way he was looking at her made her feel as if she were some sort of delicious dessert. His hard-on pressed urgently against her leg, coaxing her to give in and let him have his way with her. 

"You know I'd love to, babe," she reluctantly said, "but I have to be at work soon. I'll happily take a rain check, though." 

"A rain check, huh? Alright, but just be sure you cash it in by no later than midnight." Giving her a little smile he gave her a tender peck on the nose.

"Why midnight?" She asked with a grin.

"Well you can't expect me to go longer than a day with giving me the pleasure of being inside of you. That just wouldn't be fair."

"Mmm, yes I suppose that would be cruel. So what happens if I refuse?"

"Well, then I'd have to throw you down on the bed and have my wicked way with you," he said before sliding his hands beneath her skirt and stroked his palm against her thigh.

As their lips locked together, their tongues thrashed heatedly against each other. Moaning into his mouth, she felt his stiffness rub firmly against her. 

"You make it so hard for me to get up and go to work. Why do you do this to me?" Her voice was filled with playfulness.

"It's your fault for being so damn sexy." 

Lynn's lips widened into a smile. "Well, I guess I better warn you now, I'm not going to let you get much sleep tonight." 

"Good, because I wasn't planning on letting you get much either." He gave her one last peck, then lifted himself the bed. 

Walking over to the closet, Takoda pulled out some clothes and began to get dressed. As he pulled on his boxer briefs she couldn't help but stare at the huge erection beneath them. His penis was so stiff that the fabric of his underwear jutted out obtrusively in front of him. 

"You could put an eye out with that thing you know." Her lips pulled into a smirk. 

Takoda took a glance down at his penis, and then looked back up at her. "You really know how to rub it in, don't you?" He said in a teasing sort of way.

"I don't mean to laugh, but it just looks kind of funny poking beneath the fabric like that." 

Walking over to where she sat on the bed, he pushed her back against the mattress and climbed on top of her. His eyes were filled with a serious look, one which clearly expressed his physical needs. 

"It could be poking you, if you'd let me." He shifted his body so that the tip of his penis rubbed up against the spot between her legs. 

"I can't," she weakly said. 

"You sure about that?" 

Lynn's lips tugged into a soft smile.

Takoda stared at her for awhile longer before he disappointedly responded, "Guess that's a no." 

As he rolled off the bed, she found herself more than a little surprised that he'd given in so easily. She was just about to get up off the bed when suddenly he spun around and jumped on top of her, releasing a wild, animalistic growl. A peal of laughter escaped from her mouth as he began to wrestle with her. 

Holding her arms above her head, he leaned in to blow raspberries against her neck. The feel of his lips on her skin provided a tickling sensation, prompting her to release a string of giggles. Her stomach began to hurt from laughing so much so she begged him to end the blissful torture.

"Please, stop. I can't take anymore," She said between laughs.

Removing his lips from her neck, Takoda gave her a broad grin and pulled her up by the arms. 

As the smell of food wafted through the air Takoda asked, "Something smells good. Have you been cooking?" 

"Yep. I made some eggs and hash browns, so come on down and eat." 

"Sounds great. I'll be down in a minute."

Lynn headed downstairs to prepare their plates of food and set the breakfast table. Then she poured two cups of orange juice and set out the silverware. Once Takoda made his way downstairs, they both took a seat at the table and began to enjoy their breakfast.

"The hash browns are delicious. You made these from scratch?" 

"Yep. There wasn't much food in the fridge so I thought I'd make do with what was there." 

"Well, you did a great job. Thanks, babe." 

"No problem." 

Once they were finished eating he helped her clear the plates away. Then she grabbed her purse and jacket, and he got his car keys.

"Ready to hit the road?" He asked.

"Yep." 

Crisp air surrounded them as they stepped outside, filled with the dewy freshness of the early morning. Once they were in the car Takoda switched the heated on to warm the interior, then he started the car up and they were off. As they drove along the road, Lynn found herself entranced by the beauty of the forest. 

The car was quiet except for the humming sound of the heater, and although Takoda didn't say a word, she could tell he had something on his mind. Not wanting to push him to talk about it, she patiently waited for him to bring it up on his own. Finally after what seemed like endless silence, the sound of his voice filled the air.

"I don't like that David guy, and I really don't want you working around him. Is there any way you can avoid him?" 

Turning her attention away from the window Lynn replied, "Not really. He works a few cubicles away from me, so he's always close by." 

"And you don't wonder about him?" 

"What do you mean?" she asked curiously. 

"Well, he's a pretty shady guy. I know how much he likes you, and I just don't like the idea of you being around him. He'd probably try and take advantage of you if he ever got the chance." 

Remaining quiet, Lynn though back to the previous evening and recalled how David had tried to kiss her. She briefly considered telling Takoda about it, but decided to keep quiet about it instead. She knew he was already on edge about Dex, so she didn't want to add to his already heavy concerns.

"Well, I do try and avoid him as much as I can. He can be very annoying, not to mention a bit of a creep, but he's basically harmless. He just has a little crush on me, that's all." 

"It's more than a crush. I spoke to him on the phone yesterday while he was driving you home, and he refused to let me speak to you. Now doesn't that seem strange to you?" 

"Wait, how did you get in touch with him?"

"I found his cell phone outside of that bar, and he ended up calling it to find out who had it."

Giving a look of disappointment she said, "He didn't even tell me you called. I had no idea, sorry about that."

"Yeah, the dude's a complete weirdo. So now you know why I don't want you hanging around him."

"Of course. When I get to work i'm definitely going to have a talk with him. That was completely out of line." 

They spent the rest of the drive making pleasant conversation, and Takoda even made a few jokes, but Lynn could tell he was still worried about things. As his truck pulled up in the front of the entrance to her office, he leaned over to give her a deep kiss. His fingers slipped into her hair as he did it, stroking the curly strands of her hair. Lynn released a little moan into his mouth, feeling a spark of excitement between her legs.

As they pulled back from the kiss, he asked, "What time do you get off?"

"At five." 

"Okay, I'll be here early." 

He gave her one last peck on the lips, and then she got out of the car. As she reached the lobby door she could still hear Takoda's truck idling by the curb, so she turned to give him a wave before she went in. As he returned it with one of his own, she could see in his eyes that he was reluctant to leave. Even though she knew they'd see each other at the end of the day, it was still difficult to be away from him. 

She paused to watch as he pulled away from the curb and drove out of the parking lot to begin his own day of work. Giving a sigh of contentment she continued to elevators and pushed the button to go up. She tried to put herself into work mode, but instead found that her thoughts were being redirected to him. It wasn't even eight am yet, and already she was eager to be back in the arms of her lover.

* * * *

Lynn found herself surprised at how unusually quiet David was. It was already noon, and so far the only thing he'd said to her was good morning. She wasn't complaining, though. It was a nice change not having him hanging around her cubicle, but she did find herself wondering why he seemed so different. 

Once her lunch break lunch rolled around, she walked over to Gina's cubicle, and they made their way to the cafeteria together. As they were passing by David's desk she heard his voice call out to her. 

"Hey, Lynn, can I speak to you for a moment?"

Gina gave Lynn a knowing look and smiled. "Meet you in the lunchroom." 

Stepping into his cubicle Lynn asked, "What's up?" 

"Well, first off, I just want to apologize again for last night. It was wrong of me to try and kiss you. I know you have a boyfriend, so I'm sorry about that." 

"Okay, apology accepted. Now since I'm here, I did want to speak to you about something as well." 

"Okay, what's wrong?" 

"You talked to my boyfriend yesterday, right?"

"Yeah, I did. Turns out he was the one who had my cell phone. Kind of funny how that worked out, huh?" He offered a smile, as if hoping to ease the tension which was growing between them.

"So why didn't you let him talk to me? You knew I was worried about him showing up at that bar and not seeing me there. I really needed to talk to him, David."

"It wasn't that I didn't want you to talk to him. I was talking on a payphone, remember? I only had so many minutes to talk, and anyways, you'd gone inside of that mini mart to get something to drink. By the time you'd come back out, the call had already ended. I am sorry about not telling you, though. I guess it just slipped my mind." 

Giving him a look of annoyance Lynn said, "Right, well I need to meet up with Gina for lunch so i'll see you."

As she turned to leave he called out to her, 

"Wait, don't go yet."

Moving her gaze back toward him she impatiently asked, "What is it, David?"

"I just wanted to let you know there's this big project coming up. We just landed an account with this really big company, and need some extra help with creating an advertising campaign for them. Steven was going to team me up with someone else, but I recommended you instead. There's a really nice bonus in it, if you're interested." 

Lynn wasn't too thrilled with the idea of working with David anymore than she had to, but the money from the bonus would definitely come in handy. 

With a forced smile on her face she said, "I'm definitely interested, so count me in."

"Great. Happy to have you on board." 

"Well I really should be going now. Gina's waiting for me."

"No problem, talk to you later and have a good lunch."

"You too." Lynn left David's cubicle and found Gina waiting next to the elevators for her.

"Did I hear you right? Are you actually going to work on a project with David?" Gina asked in surprise.

"Pressing the button for the elevator door Lynn replied, "Yep, I'm just doing it for the money though. Hard to pass up a nice bonus."

"That's true. Just be careful around him, alright?"

Giving Gina a funny little smile Lynn responded, 

"David can be very annoying, but he's basically harmless."

"Just watch him closely, okay?" Gina reiterated with a serious look in her eyes.

Seeing the concern in her friend's face Lynn responded, "I will." Then she offered a small smile in hopes that it would reassure her.

As they waited for the elevator to arrive they both had the strong sense that somebody was watching them. Yet neither had the chance to turn their heads and see if it were so, because the elevator chimed and the doors slid open. 

True to their suspicions a pair of eyes were upon them, and as they got onto the elevator the person's gaze followed, studying them eyes which were full of malicious intent.

* * * *

As Lynn walked out of the lobby she saw Takoda's red pickup truck idling next to the curb. As she opened the door to climb inside, Takoda leaned over and extended his hand to help her climb up. 

Once she was settled in her seat he pressed his lips to hers and gave her a tender kiss.

"Hey sweetie, how was your day?" 

After she got settled into her seat he drove off. 

"Not too bad. Busy, but I got a lot of work done. What about yours?" 

"Pretty productive. The client I worked for was really happy with the paint job on her house. She said she'd refer me to a few of her friends." 

"Oh, so it's a she. Well just how many of her friends is she going to refer you to?" She asked in a playful tone of voice. 

Chuckling lightly, he replied, "It's not like that, just another happy client is all." 

"Yeah, I'd be happy, too, if I got to watch a hot guy paint my house all day," she said with a grin..

Giving a laugh he replied, "The woman was in her sixties." 

"And? My statement still stands." 




Under His Spell Ch.07



Grinning at her, he shook his head in amusement. 

"I love your sense of humor." 

Reaching her hand up to massage his right shoulder she said, "Your body must be sore from all that painting." 

"Yeah, my back and shoulders are killing me." 

"I could give you a nice massage tonight to loosen up those stiff muscles for you." 

"Mmm, that would great. Will it be a naked massage?" 

"Possibly." She gave him a wink.

"And while I'm at it, maybe I could massage another stiff muscle as well." Lynn's hand slid down to firmly rub his denim clad groin.

"I like the sound of that," Takoda huskily said.

When they came to a stoplight he leaned over to share a deep kiss with her. His hands slipped beneath her sweater for a quick feel, giving her breast a firm squeeze. Moaning into his mouth, the space between her legs grew wet in anticipation. As the light turned green their lips reluctantly parted. 

"Can't wait to get you home." There was raw, sexual hunger in his gaze. 

Using his left hand to control the steering wheel, he allowed his right to roam across thighs. Slipping his hand beneath her skirt he began to caress her thigh, slowly creeping his fingertips towards the thin material of her panties. 

"You're wearing that lacy black thong I like, aren't you?" His fingers brushed lightly against the growing dampness between her legs. 

Giving a nod, she parted her legs a little to give him better access. Slipping his fingers beneath the fabric of her underwear, he lightly rubbed them against the bareness of her pussy. Jolting from his touch, she released a breathy moan.. 

The road seemed to stretch endlessly before them, and the spot between her legs was growing increasingly wet. Finally after what seemed like forever, they pulled into the driveway of his house. After parking the car he reached up to caress her face, and their lips came together in a passionate kiss. By the time their lips parted they were left nearly breathless from it, and they shared a smile of contentment.

Once they were out of the car, they linked hands and headed up the walkway toward the house. After unlocking the door Takoda allowed her to walk in first, and then they headed upstairs. 

As Lynn entered the bedroom she saw it was glowing with the light of candles. Placed strategically around the room, they cast flickering shadows along the walls and the ceiling. The bedding had been changed to a quilted black comforter and the throw pillows strewn across it had a metallic gold print upon them. A small bucket of ice sat on the table next to the bed, as well as two wine glasses and a bottle of sparkling apple cider. And to top it all off, there was a single red rose laying in the middle of the bed.

"Takoda, this is beautiful. I love it." Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she took in the sight of the romantically decorated room.

Turning to face him, she tilted her head up and pulled him in for a kiss, slipping her fingers into his hair as he ravaged her mouth. Once their lips pulled away, she rested her head against his chest and deeply inhaled his manly scent. She loved the way he smelled after a day of painting houses. It was a rich, earthy smell, and it always seemed to work like an aphrodisiac for her. 

Assuming she was offended by his odor he offered, "I'll go take a shower first. I'm sure I smell terrible."

"No, I like it." 

Slipping her hands beneath the hem of his T-shirt, she caressed the smooth firmness of his chest. Eager for more, Takoda grabbed hold of the fabric of his shirt and lifted it up over his head. After tossing it aside her undid the button on his jeans and then unzipped them. Slipping his jeans off around his waist, he pulled them down his legs and then kicked then off his feet. 

Placing her fingers on the hem of his boxers, she peeled the elastic band from off around his waist, then pushed them down his thighs and let them fall to his feet. After stepping out of them he helped her undress, placing tender kisses along the edge of her neck as he undid the buttons on her blouse. 

Once her top was off he unhooked her bra and slipped the straps from off her arms, then unzipped her pants and helped her get out of them. As he came to the fabric of her underwear he hooked a few fingers beneath the lacy waistband, and roughly took them off of her. They were nearly torn in the process, but she didn't mind. She desperately needed to feel him, and she knew that he was aching to have her as well.

Grasping Lynn by the waist, he pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her, gazing deeply into her eyes. The way he looked at her sent shivers up her spine. She'd never had a man give her such a hungering stare before, and she realized she felt an unbelievably strong attachment toward him. 

She hadn't known it was possible to love someone so much, and she knew she'd been blessed with they type of love which only came around once in a lifetime. As he ran his fingers through her curls she began to speak.

"Thank you for doing this for me."

"You don't have to thank me Lynn, I'm more than happy to."

As his calloused hands slid across her body, she immersed herself in his touch. His warm lips scattered a few kisses along her body, and then she felt his tongue upon her skin—warm, wet, and snaking its way along her flesh.



Under His Spell Ch.08



At first she tensed beneath his touch, excited and anxious to have the feel of him between her legs, but then she realized it was more about the journey rather than the destination. 

As his tongue trailed across her body, Lynn's muscles grew taut with anticipation. His wet appendage traced small patterns along the surface of her torso, causing the muscles of her stomach to tighten and flex in response. The sound of her labored breathing filled the room, steadily growing heavier as his tongue journeyed southward. 

As it slid across her thigh she struggled to keep still, not wanting to seem too eager. She knew that impatience would cause him to move even slower, and right now what she needed the most was to feel his tongue deep inside of her. His tongue came dangerously close to touching the petals of her womanhood, but then suddenly it began to retreat. 

As he removed his head from between her legs, Lynn expelled a sound of disappointment. The way he teased her drove her crazy, and a he lay back on top of her body, Lynn curled her lips into a deep pout.

Offering a little smile, he said, "Close your eyes." 

Feeling the tickle of his breath against her skin, she obeyed his order and eagerly anticipated his next move. She felt the mattress give a dip as he lifted himself off of her and walked to the other side of the room. There was the sound of him rummaging around for something, and then there she felt him climb back onto the mattress. 

The first thing she felt was a cold sensation against her mouth. It was wet and frozen, and as he rubbed it back and forth across her lips she realized it was an ice cube. He slipped it into her mouth, letting her suck on it a little, and then he withdrew it, trailing it over the curve of her chin and down the middle of her neck. It travelled further down over her collarbone and across her chest until it reached her breasts. 

As she felt the ice against her left nipple she gasped, jutting her breasts outward as he began to rub it in circles around her areola. The frozen cube spiraled its way slowly inward, passing up and over her stiff, delicate peak. Her nipple grew so hard it was almost painful and finally, when she felt as if she couldn't take anymore, he removed it. 

He blew a stream of hot air over the ice's trail, causing the dual sensation of heat mixed with cold. The intensity of it had her squirming in need. He gave the same treatment to her other nipple, stiffening it to a nearly painful peak and then blowing hot air against her chilled skin. She was hoping he would slide his tongue across her nipples to soothe them, but the only thing which he allowed to touch her was the ice cube. 

Popping it into his mouth he began to slide it across her stomach, moving further down until it reached the curve of her hipbone. It continued along its journey until it reached the inside of her thigh, then traced its way up toward her womanhood. 

Lynn's breaths were shallow and quick, her chest rising and falling in anticipation of his next movement. Using his mouth to move the ice cube, Takoda ran it along the edge of her swollen pussy lips. Her body jumped a little as it made contact, tensing in response. She'd never felt a sensation like this before. It was all so new and incredibly erotic that she almost didn't know what to do. She wanted to moan, scream and cry out in pleasure all at once. 

Having the frozen cube slide across the delicate skin there hurt, but in a good way. It was a pleasurable kind of torture which set her whole body on fire. With a sharp buck of her hips she inhaled sharply, grasping a handful of his hair from the sudden intense sensation. 

The tip of the ice cube had slipped between the lips of her pussy and was now nudging its way along the tip of her clit. Takoda took his time with her body, guiding the ice over and around the stiffening bud. The air became filled with the sound of her throaty moans and her body writhed desperately beneath him. Wriggling her hips, she hoped to create more friction between her skin and the ice cube. 

He was so damn good at teasing her it was driving her mad, and just when she was certain she couldn't stand it anymore he removed the ice from her skin. She wondered what was to come next but knew that whatever he decided upon, she couldn't take much more of this torture. 

She needed to feel him inside of her, to quell that desire burning right in her center. The tension between her legs had built up to unimaginable proportions, and she had to find some sort of release. 

A soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt his warm, stiff tongue sliding along the outer edge of her sex. He did it very slowly, deliberately allowing only the very tip of it to touch her skin. 

"Mmm..." 

His groan of pleasure filled the air, furthering her already deep arousal for him. Giving a hiss of pleasure she opened her eyes, lifting herself up on her arms to watch his head move between her legs. She was trying to keep her hips still but the pace of his tongue was maddeningly slow. Hardly any pressure was being used, so the only thing she felt was a very light touch upon her. It was obvious he enjoyed controlling her pleasure, but for her it was nothing short of torture. 

Releasing a needy whimper, she hoped he would eventually give in, but she knew he was enjoying her response. His tongue made slow, measured movements, slowly encircling her stiff little button as she moaned and wriggled beneath him. 

Around and around his tongue went, each time sliding a little closer, and yet never quite touching her where she needed it the most. A moan bubbled from deep in her throat as she recalled the amazing things he could do with that tongue. She was so hungry for him to fuck her that it almost physically hurt, and the way his tongue was just barely stroking her flesh only added to her frustrations. 

Unable to stand it anymore, she rocked her hips forward, desperate to feel more of his wet appendage. With a smirk on his lips, Takoda glanced up at her from beneath his lashes. 

"Patience, my love," he softly murmured. 

The problem was, she didn't feel like being patient. She'd had a long day at work, and what she longed for the most right now was to have him buried deep inside of her. She'd been thinking about it all day and while she did enjoy a nice tease, he was drawing this out in a very torturous way. 

Lynn felt him spread her pussy lips wide open, and then there was the wonderful sensation of his long tongue sweeping across her sex. Takoda's tongue skillfully stroked the length of her pussy, coming to rest upon her plump, hard clit. Expelling a gasp, she bucked her hips beneath him. 

His tongue began to lash back and forth, moving at an increasingly quick speed as she helplessly writhed beneath him. His ministrations drove her so wild that he had to hold her hips firmly just to keep her down. 

"Oh yes baby, fuck me with that wonderful tongue!" Her moans were deep and urgent and her eyes were clouded with lust. 

Lynn's body was a quivering mess, and every lash of his tongue sent intense vibrations through her body. His tongue worked like magic against her, and it all felt so incredible that she almost couldn't breathe. She was amazed by just how much he enjoyed eating her out. It seemed to be a complete experience for him, something which he performed so lovingly and thoroughly that the moment his tongue came into contact with her she just melted. 

No man had ever possessed such an intimate knowledge of her body, and there wasn't a doubt in her mind that he owned the manual to all of her innermost desires. His tongue began to slow a bit, keeping her arousal level just high enough so that it wouldn't push her over the edge. It seemed he knew exactly what to do to keep her teetering between frustration and blissful release, and all she could do was helplessly whimper beneath him. 

His talented appendage continued to lick her for a few more moments, and then he reluctantly removed it from her flesh. Giving a cry of protest Lynn pushed her hips forward, her brows knitting together in frustration and disappointment. This game he was playing with her had her on the brink of madness. 

"Stop teasing me." Squirming in frustration, she pulled her lower lip into a pout. 

The corners of his lips pulled upward in amusement. Climbing on top of her so that he could look her straight in the eyes, he gave her one of his dark, intense gazes. 

"You left me with a raging hard-on this morning. That was very naughty of you." 

His gaze had turned predatory, watching her with a look which expressed that he was the hunter, and she was his prey.

"I had to go to work. I wasn't trying to tease you." 

"Yes, you were. You like leaving me hard and horny, don't you? It turned you on knowing how badly I wanted to fuck you. You like having control over me." 

Burying his face into the crook of her neck, he inhaled the fragrance of her body. Placing his tongue against her neck, he swept it along the length of her collarbone, withdrawing lust-filled sighs from her lips. As he removed his tongue from her skin she finally found the strength to talk.

"Okay, so maybe I liked it a little. But you're always teasing me, so I figured a little payback was due." 

Swallowing thickly, she struggled to control her body from reacting to his mouth. He was sucking on the tip of her ear and gently biting on the soft, fleshy pad. Takoda released her ear from his mouth and released a light chuckle.

"You can't beat me at my own game, you know." 

"Oh no? And why is that?" 

"When your mouth says no, your body always says yes. Teasing works best when you act as if you don't need it. I can always tell that you're craving for me, even when you try so hard to pretend."

"It is possible for me to resist you. I could if I wanted, you know." 

He chuckled a little, giving her the amused expression of someone who'd just heard a joke. She felt his lips brush up against a nipple and then capture it, rolling it back and forth between his teeth. He bit in just hard enough to give her that extra bit of stimulation, and then he began to suck on it, making loud, slurping noises. 

He gave the same attention to her other breast, sucking and biting on them until they were nearly sore, and then he drew his mouth back, allowing the nipple to pop out of his mouth. 

"Spread your legs, beautiful. I want to watch you play with that tight, wet pussy." 

His words sent a strong wave of arousal through her. Pulling his body away from hers, he knelt on the bed between her legs so that he could watch her. His hands went directly to his cock and began to stroke it, waiting eagerly for her to begin. 

"Touch yourself for me. Move your hands over that beautiful skin." 

Her hands slid seductively over her chest, moving over one breast and then the other before stopping to twist a nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She gave a moan as her fingernail dragged lightly over it then she began flicking it back and forth. 

Her other hand moved slowly over her stomach, traveling downward until it reached the jewel between her legs. Placing her hand over the delicate flesh, she began to softly rub herself. 

"Wider. Show me that nice, pink cunt." 

Slowly she opened her legs wider, fully revealing the tender flesh which lay between her legs. Takoda's cock jutted out impressively, furthering her aching need to have him inside of her. There were large veins along the length of his shaft, and the head of his cock was glistening with precum. 

The muscles in his arm flexed as he began to pump himself, and the expression in his eyes was nothing short of carnal lust. The head of his cock seemed to swell a little with each upstroke and the light purple color of it deepened. As he released a deep moan she felt the muscles of her pussy tighten. 

"See how hard I am for you." He breathed harder, chest rising and falling with every stroke of his hand. "You're so sexy, Lynn. So incredibly gorgeous." 

She felt a delicious shiver run through her body at the sound of his words, and her eyes focused keenly on him as he firmly stroked himself. Giving an appreciative groan, Takoda watched as she lightly traced a fingertip along the wetness between her legs. Allowing only the tip of her fingernail to make contact, she teasingly dragged it against her clit. 

As it scraped against the delicate flesh her body jolted, reacting to the electric bolts which were shooting through her pussy. She did this a few times until she could no longer stand it and then began to apply a little more pressure. 

Rubbing her clit with her thumb, she slipped two fingers inside of her. She pushed them in slowly, submerging them to the hilt before she withdrew them again. They came out slick and glistening, and bringing them up to her chest, she began rubbing them against her nipples. Once the stiff peaks were covered in the wetness of her arousal, she moved her fingers back southward. As her fingers plunged within, she arched her back and thrust her chest upward.

"Mmmmm." Her lips parted in pleasure as she gave a moan.

The lips of her pussy were swollen and juices from her arousal dripped along the inside of her thighs. As her moans became louder the pace of Takoda's stroking increased, moving in time with the rhythm of her hands. 

Rocking back and forth against her fingers, she imagined it was Takoda's cock inside of her. She also thought of those large hands sliding across her skin, spreading her legs nice and wide so that he could have his rough, wild way with her. 

She wanted him so badly, needed so desperately to have him sink his thick, hard shaft deep inside of her. Her moans were steadily growing louder, and her pussy was so wet now that the spot beneath her was damp with her arousal. Closing her eyes, she became consumed by the passion of the moment. 

"Open them. I want to see you watching me." His voice came out strong and commanding. 

Heeding his request, she steadily watched the swift movement of his hand. Watching him made her clit throb in response, and the fingers inside of her began to work quicker, creating wet, squishy noises. 

Her eyes studied the movements of his hand, watching the way his slender fingers slid up and down using long, smooth caresses. There was a drop of pre-cum seeping out of the tip of his cock, and she watched as he brushed his thumb over it, spreading it along the swollen head. 

Licking her lips unconsciously, she craved the taste and feel of him. Watching a man masturbate had always excited her, but with Takoda it was beyond erotic. Seeing his strong, masculine hand pleasuring the most vulnerable part of his body sent sharp little tingles throughout her body. She'd never experienced a more sensual moment in her entire life. 

Her nipples pointed stiffly upward, breasts jiggling from the frenzied movement of her hands. Every cell in her body was alive, and her heart was racing with excitement. Long, thick, and hard, Takoda was nothing short of masculine perfection. 

It wasn't just his body that aroused her, but those eyes of his. Those deep, dark eyes which seemed to look right through her and into her very soul. He knew every one of her desires, even those deep, dark ones that she tried to keep tucked away. It only took one glance from him to cause a leap in her pulse or send a shiver down her spine. 

As he grabbed her by the hand, her fingers were withdrawn from her heat and he brought them up to his mouth. His tongue slid across the tips of her fingers, and then he pushed them all the way in, licking off every last bit of her nectar. 

Grabbing her gently by the hair, Takoda tilted her head back to expose the tender flesh of her neck. Smothering her beneath his ministrations, he alternated between soft, searing kisses and light, erotic nibbles. 

She melted beneath his touch, gasping with pleasure as his teeth grazed along her skin. She loved it when he kissed and bit her neck. It was one of the most sensitive areas on her body and it sent a tidal wave of lust throughout her. Then she felt something stiff and warm brush up against her thigh, and she maneuvered her hips a little to try and move it closer to the heat between her legs. 

"Please, put it in me." Her voice was low and husky with unmistakable need. 

Takoda's fingers were entangled in her hair and he was stroking the soft, curly strands of her locks. For one quick moment she saw a flash in his eyes, something wild and primal and a bit dangerous, and she realized it was the wolf inside of him trying to come out and take control. 

Sliding her hands along his strong, broad shoulders and smooth firm chest, she brought them downward to stroke along the V-shape of his torso. She loved that part of his body and placed a finger along the hard line of his hipbone, tracing along the contour of it. Her fingernail traced along the underside of his shaft, curving up and around the crown of his cock. 

Using his thumb and index finger, he parted the folds of her pussy, opening her flower to expose the slick pinkness of the inner flesh there. As his fingers slid across her wet clit he slipped one inside, gently at first and then a little harder. Then he slipped a second finger in, moving it in a quick back-and-forth rhythm. Giving a seductive moan and began to grind against his hand. 

"Such a pretty little pussy. You love playing with it, don't you?" 

"M-hmm," she quietly murmured. 

"What do you think about when you play with yourself?" 

"You," she breathlessly responded, moaning as he tweaked her nipple. 

"What about me?" he coaxed.

"I think of you putting it inside me." Her eyes gazed into his, filled with a deep longing. 

"Putting what inside of you? Say the word for me, angel." 

"Your cock." Her voice lowered a bit, growing self conscious from the sound of the word. 

"What else do you think about? Tell me what goes through your mind when you masturbate." 

"I think about you licking me." 

"Where?" His fingers pumped deeply inside of her. 

"Between my legs," she breathlessly stated.

"Say it. I want to hear the word." He remained patient, waiting for her to speak. 

"My pussy," she softly responded. 

"You love it when I eat your pussy, don't you?" His fingers caressed her velvety slickness. 

"Yes."

The thought of that magnificent tongue of his sent a jolt of electricity through her clit. 

"What else do you like?" 

He fingered her tight opening slowly, tenderly stroking her fleshy walls. Her body shuddered beneath his touch, hips rotating back and forth to keep up with the pumping of his fingers. 

"Mmm, I like sucking your cock."" 

"Go on" His fingers worked deftly inside of her, moving with perfectly measured strokes. 

"I also like it when you fuck me hard." 

His fingers moved at both quick and slow intervals, varying the speed so that she wouldn't know which one was coming next. This kept her in a precarious balance between pleasure and frustration. The muscles of her pussy clenched, squeezing tightly around his fingers. 

"You like it when I make you scream, don't you?" He was still gazing into her eyes, not breaking eye contact for even a moment. 

"Mmm, yes. Now stop your teasing, and put it inside me already.." She'd reached the end of her rope, and her voice was filled with urgency. He smiled a little, loving the way he was driving her crazy. 

"You want me to push this cock inside of you?" 

The fingers inside of her continued their frenzied dance. His middle finger was gently rubbing her clitoris while the two fingers inside of her took on a vibrating rhythm. 

"Uhhhh." Squirming beneath him she could feel herself losing control. Finally she managed to murmur a reply, "Yes." 

"Then tell me. Let me know how badly you want it." 

The pace of his fingers quickened, filling the air with the lewdest noises she had every heard. 




Under His Spell Ch.08



"Please.." She was barely even able to moan. The feel of his fingers inside of her was becoming too much to handle. 

"Please what? Tell me what you want." His lips pulled into a smirk.

"I want you to fuck me." 

Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt his tongue on her mouth, sliding between her lips to coax them open. He gave her a passionate kiss, smothering her lips under the weight of it. With a shift of his hips he maneuvered his cock until it was probing the entrance of her pussy. Then he pushed the head in slowly, taking his time to sink all the way into her. Pulling his hips back, he withdrew his length until only the very tip of it remained inside of her.

Lynn's breath caught in her throat, eagerly anticipating his next move. Continuing the same torturous treatment, he pushed himself in ever so slowly then withdrew until only an inch of him remained within. He continued this for a few more moments, building the tension up to unimaginable heights. 

Lynn pushed out a soft, guttural sigh, grasping tightly onto his hips.The air between them was thick with tension, and she didn't know how much longer she could wait. Takoda's lips brushed lightly against hers, placing light kisses and tender, sensual licks all along her mouth. There was a feral look in his eyes, and just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, he granted her relief. 

Suddenly and without any warning, he bucked his hips forward, giving a sharp and sudden thrust which took her breath away. Giving a cry of pleasure she arched her back, grinding her hips into him as his groin came flush with hers. Lynn's tight walls parted, eagerly accommodating his wide girth. 

With a deep grunt, Takoda buried himself balls deep, then moved his hips backward with a deliciously long stroke. She gasped at the fullness of him, feeling the muscles in his butt flex as he moved in the rhythm of slow, sensual thrusts.

Catching a nipple between his teeth, he gently pulled on it before allowing it to pop back out. Lynn's nails dragged lazily against his skin, tracing the path up and along his spine. 

"Oh Lynn, you feel so good. So nice and tight." He gave a deep moan, thrusting more urgently into her. 

Ravaging her mouth with his lips and his tongue, he overwhelmed her with the heat and intensity of his kisses. His penis eased in and out of her at a steady, rhythmic pace, with each thrust perfectly measured so she could feel every inch of him inside her. The ridges of his cock blissfully stroked her satiny inner walls, and their bodies smacking together as they moved perfectly in sync. 

His strong hands grasped her by the hips and he scooted a pillow beneath her body to tilt her bottom upward. This allowed him to slide in even deeper and as he buried himself to the hilt she loudly cried his name. The sensation was almost overwhelming for her. 

The tip of his tongue began to slide across her breast, traveling up and over the crest of her left nipple. Jolting beneath his touch, she gave a heated cry of pleasure. As the tips of his tongue stiffened, he began flicking it back and forth, all the while continuing to pump steadily inside of her. His strokes were soft yet urgent, and the feel of his tongue against her chest set her skin on fire. 

As his hips worked into a faster rhythm she sunk her nails into the flesh of his back, leaving behind little crescent-shaped indentations. A light sheen of sweat covered the surface of his skin, making it glisten in the moonlight. His mouth, his touch, his body...everything about him made her crazy with desire. 

Those eyes of his didn't stray from hers, not even for a moment. The power he held within them both fascinated and aroused her. It seemed as if they were making love with their eyes, just as much as they were with their bodies. 

The music of their lovemaking filled the room as their bodies slapped together, hips moving in perfect rhythm as the candlelight illuminated their nude forms. Her senses were overloaded with everything about the moment—his smell, his touch, the sound of his voice coaxing her to orgasm. It was all so perfectly sensual and she couldn't imagine anything more fulfilling. 

"Cum for me, baby," he whispered softly into her ear. 

Grabbing hold of her legs, he pulled them up against his shoulders. Then he shifted himself into more of a kneeling position. This allowed him to penetrate her deeper, giving him better access to her G-spot. 

She could now feel every throb of his cock, every minute detail of his anatomy. Her mouth formed into an "O" shape, and a loud gasp of passion escaped her lips. Her brows creased together in a way which could easily be mistaken for pain, but what she felt was pleasure beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

"You doing okay, angel?" His breath whispered against her skin.

Lynn nodded and grasped more tightly onto him. Takoda always felt big inside of her, but whenever her legs were lifted onto his shoulders it only seemed to enhance his size. He slid inside her slowly at first, allowing her to get used to the difference in position, and then his hips began to move quicker groaning and grunting as he pumped harder and deeper. 

Grabbing her wrists he pinned them above her head, claiming her mouth with deep, wet kisses as he massaged the walls of her slick, warm flesh. A loud shriek suddenly erupted from her mouth as he found her sweet spot, and her body shuddered in response. 

The head of his cock was continuously poking and prodding against a spongy area inside of her, and this was causing her to pant and buck beneath him. His dark, passionate eyes hypnotized her, silently expressing the love that words could never communicate. Lynn's palms tightly cupped the cheeks of his ass, holding on for dear life as he continued to pound her relentlessly. 

Using short quick pumps, his hips moved rapidly as she bucked and squirmed beneath him. He only had to pump a few more times before she reached her release, and as her pussy tightened around him he released a guttural moan. A flood of liquid coated her inner thighs, soaking his cock with the heat of it as she gave a cry of relief. 

Her face bore a dreamy expression, and tiny little whimpers escaped her lips. Completely spent of energy, all she was able to do was lie there and bask in rapturous bliss. 

Giving a quick, hard thrust, Takoda found his own release, pushing himself as deep as he could as he released his seed inside of her. His hips bucked back and forth a few times, milking every last drop from within, and then he collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily as they came together in a sweaty embrace. 

They both took a few minutes of silence to just enjoy the moment, and then she felt him lift his body away from hers. As his softening cock slipped out of her she expelled a sigh of contentment.

The sound of their breaths filled the silence and the tips of their fingers brushed up against each other, performing their own little dance as they gazed deeply into each others eyes. Takoda swept a few damp strands of hair from her face and lightly stroked her cheek. A few moments passed before the sound of his voice pierced the stillness.

"I love you, Lynn." 

She felt a euphoric rush at the sound of his words, but she didn't say anything back, only continued to gaze into his eyes. Then she snuggled in closer and covered his mouth with hers, slipping her tongue between his lips to give him a nice, juicy kiss. 

Her fingers tangled into his hair, and she massaging the surface of his tongue with the tip her own. When they finally pulled back from the kiss, both of them were left nearly breathless. 

"I love you, too," she replied. 

The candles had burned down to barely a glow, leaving the moon as the main source of light. Positioning his body so that he could spoon her, Takoda encircled his arms around her waist. Nuzzling his face into her neck he deeply inhaled her scent and gave a deep sigh of contentment.

With his hips pushed flush against her backside he peppered soft, sweet kisses against the back of her neck. Then she felt the tip of his fingers press lightly against the curve of her hip, just barely tracing the softness of her skin. 

Fully immersed in the heat of his body Lynn lost herself in the tranquility of the moment, blissfully content with the feel of his fingertips dancing against her skin.

* * * *

As Lynn's eyelids came open, the first thing she saw was Takoda sleeping beside her Draping her arm over his torso, she allowed her gaze to rove admiringly over the strong line of his jaw and the fullness of his lips. His handsome face was partially obscured by the long strands of his hair, so she used her fingers to sweep them back. She placed a tender kiss along the edge of his jaw then slipped out from under the covers and padded over to the window. 

She felt so free here, so completely at peace. It was a wonderful feeling, not having any neighbors around, and all she could see was the beauty of the forest in front of her. Raising the latch on the window, she opened it to let in some fresh, cool air. 

She walked over to the dresser and pulled the drawer open, digging through it until she found her favorite T-shirt. After slipping it on, she pulled on a pair of jeans, then headed downstairs to the kitchen. She was just about to put on a pot of coffee when she heard the sound of her cell phone ringing, so she walked over to the table to pick it up. 

"Hello?" 

"Lynn?" 

The irritated sigh which threatened to release itself from her lips was quickly stifled.

"David, hi. I didn't expect to hear from you today. What's going on?" 

"Sorry for the early phone call. I know it's Saturday and all, but remember that project I told you about at work? The advertising campaign for that important client of ours?" 

"Oh, right. I'd forgotten all about it." 

"Yeah, well, there are a few papers I need you to look at. Just a little something I put together to help you get more of an idea of what the client would like us to work on. So I thought I'd stop by your house to drop off them off." 

"Oh, well actually I'm not there. I'm staying at my boyfriend's right now. You can give them to me on Tuesday when I come back into work." 

David gave a short pause and then started to speak once again. The disappointment in his voice was very apparent. 

"Well, the thing is, It's kind of important that I get these papers to you today. We really need your help on this project, Lynn." 

Running her fingers through her curly locks, she gave an exhale of frustration. "Look, David. Now really isn't a good time. Can't you just e-mail them to me?" 

"Not really. It's a pretty thivk packet of papers, Lynn." He briefly paused before adding, "I wouldn't be asking unless this was important. You're still committed to helping out with this project, aren't you?" 

"Yes. It's just a bit inconvenient right now, and I really don't see why you have to come all the way out to the house. I'd rather you just give the papers to me on Tuesday." 

"We're working on a deadline here, Lynn, and I'm only asking because I was put in charge of this project. I already know you're with your boyfriend, so why would I come there to try anything with you? Look, if you don't believe me you can call Steven and run it by him. He's the one who suggested I call you to see to if it was okay to drop by." 

"I don't understand why it's so urgent, but if I must have those papers today, then I'll drive out and pick them up from you. As soon as my boyfriend wakes up I'll have him give me a ride out there. How about that?" 

"Sure, that'll work." His voice was rife with disappointment.

"So tell me where you live and I'll stop by later. It won't be until the afternoon though." 

Grabbing a pad of paper, Lynn picked up a pen and asked, "What's your address?" 

"Hey, listen. I'm gonna have to call you back. I'll give you a ring in a bit and then I'll give you my address." 

"Oh, okay....Guess we'll talk later then." 

No response on David's end, just a click as he ended the phone call. 

Lynn was used to David being annoying, perverted, and even a little strange, but he was really beginning to freak her out. She knew that his needing to drop papers off to her had been a lie. It was only an excuse so he could find out her address and see where she was staying. She wouldn't be surprised if he'd already stopped by her house, and when he hadn't found her there he'd probably wondered where she was. He'd stopped by unannounced before, so she wouldn't be surprised if he'd done it again. 

Now more than ever, Lynn was happy to be staying with Takoda. She really did feel safer here with him, and she liked that the house was tucked into an area which was secluded. She was also happy to not have to deal with unwanted and unnecessary visits from David. Just yesterday she thought he'd seemed to be acting pretty normal but now that creepy side of him was starting to show itself once again. 

It was now that she realized it'd been a mistake to agree to work with him on the project. It only gave him an excuse to hang around her more and to try and nose his way into her business. In order to put more distance between her and David she would need to talk to her boss Steve and let him know that she would have to pull out of the project. She didn't know what she'd say yet, but she could always make up some excuse. 

Pushing the strange phone call out of her mind, she put on a pot of coffee and then walked into the living room to look out at the beautiful view from the bay windows. She was intrigued by the forest, and was curious about what lay out there beyond all of those trees. 

Once the pot of coffee was finished, she poured herself a cup and casually sipped it as she gazed out at the view. Contemplating whether or not she should go outside, she stared into the thickness of the birch and aspen trees. She knew there was a possibility of danger lurking out there, and yet there was also the beauty and wonder of the forest. It was only a few steps away from her, and even if Dex was out there somewhere, Takoda would never let any harm come to her. 

She wore his mark, so the connection they had was very strong. Besides, she couldn't stand the feeling of being on edge and always wondering about that creep Dex. She knew that the more fearful she was, the more drawn to her he would become. It was negative emotions, after all, that he loved to feed upon. Slipping her feet into a pair of sneakers, Lynn opened the door and headed outside. 

There was something about the early morning hours that she'd always found magical, and here in the forest it was easy to pretend that she and Takoda were in a world of their own. 

Rays from the early morning sun shone through the trees, illuminating the forest with its heaven-like glow. Walking around the perimeters of the house, she explored the immediate area. Lifting her chin upward, she glanced all the way up to the peaks of the trees. The dense, green thickness of the forest was beautiful, and the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind made her feel blissfully calm.

Spotting an unusual leaf on the ground, she bent over to pick it up. She was studying the intricate pattern of it when she felt something cold and wet brush against her ankle. When she looked behind her she was surprised to see a wolf sitting behind her, and she realized that the cold wetness against her skin had been the wolf nudging its nose against her leg. 

The animal had a thick gray coat, a strong, powerful chest, and beautiful eyes the color of pale yellow. This wolf was identical to the animal form Takoda had shifted into on the night he'd been fighting Dex. 

"Takoda?" 

The wolf walked closer, wagging its tail playfully. 

She found it strange that Takoda would just shape-shift for no particular reason at all, but then again what did she know about shape-shifting? All of this was still so new to her, so she really didn't know what to expect in terms of him shifting from his human form. The wolf was now close enough for her to pet, so she reached her hand down to lovingly stroke its fur. 

"So you decided to shape-shift, huh? Last night I went to bed with a man, and this morning I wake up and he turns into a wolf." Shaking her head humorously she continued, "Well, what do you say we go inside and I make us some breakfast? That is unless you'd prefer raw meat, or whatever it is wolves eat."

Continuing to pet the wolf, Lynn admired the soft, glossy texture of its coat. As the sound of a familiar voice came suddenly from behind her, her shoulders jolted upward in surprise.

"Get inside, Lynn. Now." The voice was filled with tense urgency.

Swiveling her head around, Lynn saw the sight of Takoda quickly walking towards her. His eyes were firmly planted on the wolf which sat beside her, and she could see a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes. Her eyes widened in surprise as the sight of her lover, and her gaze turned back upon the wolf which was beside her. So if Takoda was still in his human form, then who was this wolf in front of her? 

Removing her palm from the wolf's coat, she began to back away from it, watching it with wary-filled eyes. She didn't know who this wolf was or where he'd come from, but she wasn't so sure she wanted to find out, either. Right now all she wanted to do was to put as much space between her and this trickster as quickly as possible. 

With a look of puzzlement she asked Takoda, "What is this, and who is this wolf?" 

"Please don't ask anymore questions. Just do as I say and go inside." 

Lynn hurried over to the door, and as soon as she crossed the threshold she slammed it shut behind her. As soon as she was gone the wolf shifted into the form of a human male, and with a crooked smile on his face, he addressed Takoda. 

"Damn, you just had to ruin my fun, didn't you?"



Under His Spell Ch.09



Takoda bristled with anger as he took in the features of the man standing before him. He had dirty-blond hair, green eyes, and a jagged scar along the lower edge of his bottom lip. Although Takoda couldn't stand the sight of him, he'd found himself dreaming of this moment many times. He'd dreamed of the day he'd finally come face­-to­face with him and had visualized very vividly what he'd do if he ever managed to get his hands on him.

"Stay away from her, Nick." Takoda's voice was loud and threatening. 

"What if I don't?" The man raised an eyebrow, giving Takoda a nasty smirk. 

"Try and challenge me and I'll rip your head right off." Taking a few steps forward, Takoda dared the other man to make a move. 

Nick's only response was to smile. He tried to appear calm, but it was apparent he was no match for Takoda. 

"Why are you here?" A frown creased Takoda's eyebrows. 

"I'm here to even the score and set things right." 

"What the hell are you talking about? I can't believe you even have the nerve to stand here in front of me." His fists clenched tightly, nails digging into palms as a strong wave of anger rolled through him. 

"I'm here for justice. You killed Aiden." 

Takoa released a snort of disgust. "He got what he deserved." 

A bitter smile crossed Nick's lips. "Still holding onto the past, huh? You really need to let that go, because nothing's going to bring her back. That chick is dead and long gone." 

Takoda's jaw clenched and his nostrils flared. 

"How could you betray me? What could we ever have done to make you attack us like that?"

"It was your time to leave. No one agreed with the way you were running things. Aiden was much better suited to lead the pack." 

"If Aiden wanted in as alpha, he could have just gone for me. So why did he kill her?" 

Giving a dismissive shrug, Nick responded, "Guess you could say she got caught in the cross fire." Shaking his head and tsking sarcastically, he gave a little pout. "Poor little Ehawee." 

"Don't you dare speak her name!" Takoda's eyes narrowed into angry slits. 

"I see the wound still runs deep." Nick's eyes glittered anxiously as he revved up for a fight. 

"Coming here was a mistake. You came seeking vengeance for a worthless man. Are you really ready to die for him?" 

"He was my brother, and he wasn't worthless," Nick snapped.

"He was a spineless coward that killed a defenseless female." Takoda's eyes darkened from the memory of that fateful day. 

A storm was brewing between them, a heated tension which threatened to explode at any moment. Nick was much smaller in stature and in comparison with Takoda, he seemed very weak. Takoda was seven inches taller and most certainly the stronger out of the two, so he couldn't understand how Nick expected to overpower him. 

Then suddenly he came to the realization that Nick would never attempt to fight alone, especially not someone as tall and strong as himself. Nick had always been weak, and forever deemed to a lower ranking position. For as long as Takoda had known him, Nick had been nothing more than a runt who followed commands. 

No, Nick hadn't come alone. He'd teamed up with someone else. The only way he knew how to fight was dirty, and the presence of another was strongly sensed by Takoda. The unpleasant scent of this other person was carried along by the wind, filling his nostrils with its stink. 

It was a scent he keenly remembered, a scent he had wished to never smell again. This was his home, his sanctuary from the rest of the world, and he didn't appreciate unwelcome visitors in his territory. 

There was someone watching him from the treetops above, Takoda could feel it. Lifting his gaze, Takoda looked into the green canopy of the trees above him as he tried to spot the hidden observer. Although Takoda couldn't see them, he was already well aware of who they were. 

Directing his attention back to Nick, he said, "You never could fight your own battles. Always teaming up with someone else to take another down." Shaking his head, Takoda continued, "Do you really think you can overpower me with him?" 

Nick didn't respond, only continued to stare down Takoda. For a few moments there was nothing but silence between the two men, and then all of a sudden, the air was filled with the sound of crows. Loud cawing filled the air, followed by the whisper of their wings as they took off. 

Glancing up into the trees, Takoda saw the flock of birds as they flew away, and then all of a sudden he caught sight of something else. It appeared as little more than a black blur, and it was sailing down toward him at top speed.

Taking immediate action, Takoda quickly shifted into his wolf form. Nick shifted into his as well, but his presence was nowhere near as intimidating or majestic as Takoda's. Takoda was a much larger wolf, and he had a thick, shiny coat. His chest was narrow but powerful, and his confident stance demanded the upmost respect. 

Nick appeared smaller, almost scrawny in comparison with Takoda, and he didn't have nearly the strength that Takoda possessed. Leaping down from the trees, Dex landed hard on Takoda's back. This gave Nick the chance to rush toward him, springing up off of his heels to sink his teeth into Takoda's flesh. Giving a vicious growl, Takoda struggled to throw him off. 

Dex held on tighter, wrapping his hands around the wolf's neck, but then he suddenly let go, releasing a loud cry of agony. Something had hit him hard in the back of the head, and there was a searing pain going right through his skull. Falling to the ground with a whimper of pain, he made an attempt to try and get back onto his feet. His effort was promptly impeded as he was hit again, this time receiving an audible smack in side of the ribs. 

Yelling sharply, he glowered angrily at the source of his pain. Standing right next to him was Lynn, and both of her hands were wrapped firmly around the handle of a shovel. She made a move to strike him again, but he proved to be too quick for her, using his inhuman speed to his advantage. 

In a split second, Dex had his hands wrapped around her throat, holding her captive in his grip. As he slammed her back against a tree, Lynn cried out in pain, momentarily dazed by Dex's strength. Baring his fangs, he leaned in to have a drink but was suddenly halted. A cry of pain and anger erupted from his lips as she dug her fingers into his eyes. 

Releasing her from his hold, he snarled and staggered backward, enraged by the temporary setback. Using his blindness to her advantage, she delivered a sharp kick to his ribs, injuring one of his ribs in the process. Then she ran off quickly, taking off through the forest. Dex growled angrily, enraged that he'd failed to taste her yet again. 

Takoda threw himself onto Dex, growling menacingly as he ripped and clawed at his flesh. Expelling a loud hiss, Dex bared his fangs and lashed his fist out, aiming right for the Takoda's muzzle. The force of it sent Dex's adversary flying backward, but Takoda was back on his feet in record time. 

Crouching in preparation to spring forward,Takoda waited until Dex began to advance toward him. Leaping up onto his hind legs, Takoda launched his attack and sailed through the air. Lashing his arm out, Dex delivered a powerful backhand, which knocked Takoda to the ground. Dex quickly followed up his attack, this time slamming his fist into the back of his enemy's head. Takoda's skull exploded with pain, but he pushed on, not willing to give in so easily. 

Snarling viciously, Takoda clamped his jaws around Dex's leg, sinking teeth deep into flesh. He took Dex down, bringing him onto his knees. Gathering his hind legs behind him, Takoda sprang up and onto Dex's chest. Once Dex was beneath him, he didn't waste another second. He was just going for Dex's throat when he felt a sharp pain sear through his underside. 

Releasing a howl, Takoda struggled to push through it. Dex had stabbed him, that much was apparent from the warm trickle of liquid he felt, but he refused to halt his attack. He was going to protect Lynn, and nothing Dex could do would stop him from it. 

The knife had come dangerously close to disemboweling him, and he knew that he had to end this fight, once and for all. Gathering every bit of strength he had, Takoda went for Dex's throat. As his teeth bit, Takoda heard his enemy release a growl of frustration. Not wasting a minute longer, Takoda tore Dex's throat out in one swift, skillful movement. 

Even as Dex gurgled in defeat beneath him, Takoda didn't cease his attack. He continued to claw and viciously bite his adversary until the man beneath him was no longer moving. As the last few moments of life ebbed out of Dex's body, his eyes remained locked into Takoda's, forever frozen into a permanent stare of hatred. 

With his enemy well on his way toward death, Takoda took a glance backwards and saw that neither Lynn nor Nick were anywhere to be seen. Panic overtook him as he realized that Nick had taken off with Lynn. Utilizing the keen senses of his wolf form, Takoda sniffed the air to determine which direction they'd taken.

Lynn's scent came across strongest to him, and he immediately took off in the direction where it led him. As he travelled along the forest paths, he felt a sickness in the pit of his stomach. It was a deep and looming dread that history was repeating itself. It was happening all over again, playing out just as it had on that fateful day Ehawee had been killed.

Takoda been separated from her, just as he was now separated from Lynn. His so-called pack brothers had distracted him, ganging up in a vicious attack so that he wouldn't be able to protect Ehawee. Now history was proving that it truly did repeat itself, because he'd managed to lose track of Lynn and allow Nick to take off with her. Cursing himself, he realized that the fight with with Dex had distracted him, and while he should have felt victorious at eradicating Dex from their life, he felt nothing more than failure. 

He'd promised to protect Lynn, and now her life was in danger. If anything happened to her, he would never be able to forgive himself, and the pain of losing another would completely destroy him. She was his heart, and he couldn't live without her. After what seemed like an endless amount of time, he finally came upon Nick and Lynn. 

He saw they were standing at the edge of a pathway, and one of Nick's arms was wrapped around her waist while the other was curled around her neck in a restraining position. Struggling in his arms, Lynn tried to wrestle out of his grip. 

"Get off of me!" 

She tried to shove Nick off of her, but he only held on tighter. There was a gleam of silver as Nick placed a knife against her throat. 

"I'd stop moving if I were you." As his eyes caught sight of Takoda, Nick's lips pulled back into a gleeful sneer. 

Shifting his form to match Nick's human one, Takoda quickly advanced toward them.

"Release her. She's done nothing to you!" His voice was husky and full of emotion.

"I told you I was here for justice, and that's why I'm not leaving until I get it. You took my brother's life," Nick stated.

"Let her free! If you want to kill someone, then kill me instead. You can't take her away from me, I won't let you!" Takoda felt powerless and weak, but he was determined to save his love.

"I'm not willing to trade. I'm taking her life, and that's all there is to it. I watched you kill Aidan, and now you're going watch her die." 

"No!" Takoda shouted as he watched Nick press the knife more firmly against her skin. 

As he ran toward them, Takoda was filled with dread, and all he could focus upon was the knife poised against Lynn's neck. It seemed he was moving in slow motion, because the faster he tried to run, the harder it seemed to advance. As the tip of the knife pressed into her skin, he saw the fear in her eyes and his heart flooded with anguish. 

This had to be some sort of terrible dream, because fate couldn't be this cruel to take another love away from him. The air was suddenly filled with the sound of loud caws, and as two crows dived down from the branches above, Nick's attention was diverted upwards. One of the crows landed on his head and began to peck furiously at his forehead, causing Nick to release a stunned cry and drop the knife he was holding. The other crow flew in circles around Nick's head, enhancing the chaos of the moment.

This gave Lynn the chance to escape, and as she freed herself from his clutches, the crows took off, disappearing into the sky as suddenly as they had appeared. Nick's forehead was smeared with blood and the look in his eyes was one of pure rage. Locking gazes with his adversary, Takoda dared the other man to make the first move. 

Their eyes locked into a heated battle for a few moments and then they simultaneously shifted, transforming back into the wolf forms. Menacing snarls filled the air as they bared their teeth, and they each lunged for each other, rearing up on their hind legs as they snarled and snapped their jaws. 

Aiming for Nick's shoulder, Takoda grabbed hold of it with his jaws, tearing out bits of fur and flesh as he viciously bit into him. Releasing a howl of pain, Nick dug his claws into Takoda's muzzle. The pain only fueled Takoda on, causing him to fight more viciously than ever. Sinking his teeth into Nick's neck, he pinned him down. Nick tried to squirm out from under his opponent and roll his body over so that he could take Takoda down, but his attempts proved largely unsuccessful. There was no way a wolf his size could ever overpower Takoda. 

With a swift skill that Nick would never possess, Takoda had pinned Nick beneath him, and soon he was whimpering and squirming dejectedly. The weaker wolf flattened his body beneath Takoda, which expressed defeat and subservience. The tougher wolf had won and both of them knew it, but this wasn't about winning. It wasn't even about trying to avenge Ewahee's death, because that was impossible. It was about protecting the one thing which meant the most to him in this world, and that was Lynn. 

Takoda took a moment to glance over at her to make sure she was still safe, but even that moment was too long, because Nick used it to his advantage. Realizing that Nick had been feigning, Takoda could see that his adversary wasn't quite as weak as he appeared to be, and above all else, he was still a sneaky bastard.

The two wolves battled with each other, claws flying and teeth gnashing as each sought to destroy the other. Each gave and received injuries, trading ferocious bites which grew deadlier by the minute.

Nick's jaws snapped fiercely, seeking the flesh of Takoda's throat. As his teeth made contact with Takoda's neck, they locked in like a vice. As Nick's teeth sunk in deeper, Takoda desperately sought to free himself. Nick's teeth were mere inches from slicing through his jugular, so Takoda knew that he had to act quick. Takoda swiped viciously at Nick's face, sinking his claws into the flesh on the top of his head. 

As his claws caught hold of Nick's ear, Takoda sunk them in and gave a quick swipe downward, removing half of the flesh of his ear. As Nick gave a muffled howl of pain against his neck, Takoda felt his opponents jaw loosen. Free from the clamp of Nick's teeth, Takoda released a growl of fury and went in for the kill. The wolves became an entangled heap as they growled and bit one another. Both were so engaged in their battle for strength and dominance, that the sudden presence of another was left unknown to them. 

As the sound of a gunshot rang through the air, the wolves growls changed to a yip of pain, and there was the sound of a body hitting the ground. Realizing that Nick had been killed, Takoda sought out the identity of the shooter, but there wasn't any time to locate him before a second shot rang out. As the sound of Lynn's scream pierced the air, Takoda jerked his head toward the sound of his mate. 

His heart beat furiously and as his eyes landed upon her, he felt a huge sense of relief. She hadn't been hurt and she was okay, but if she hadn't been shot then that meant that the shooter was obviously aiming for him. As Takoda glanced at Nick's wolf form, he saw a pool of blood spreading beneath his body, and he knew that Nick was dead. There wasn't a doubt in Takoda's mind that he would surely be next, if he didn't quickly take action.

As his eyes came to land the shooter, he realized that it was David, and he immediately crouched into an attack position. David aimed the shotgun toward him, but Lynn jerked on his arm so that his aim was thrown off.

"David, no!" She shouted.

David threw her a puzzled look and aimed his gun again, but the onset of Takoda's shift halted him from taking a shot. The expression on David's face was nothing short of awe, watching as Takoda's wolf transformed in the body of a man. 

As fur dissolved into skin and his limbs elongated into those of a human, David stood openmouthed at the sight in front of him. Once his shift was complete, Lynn ran over to Takoda and they tightly embraced. Their lips met in a long, passionate kiss, and once they finally parted, Takoda stared deeply into her eyes. 

Not wanting to let go of her, Takoda continued to hold her in his arms, so grateful have the feeling of her body up against his. As the sound of David's voice filled the air, Takoda was suddenly reminded of his presence.

"What the fuck is this?" David asked in amazement. Turning his eyes towards David, Takoda saw that his face was pale and his jaw was slack. His brows were also furrowed and the hand which possessed the gun hung limply at his side. It seemed that Takoda's display left David nothing short of stunned. 

"Well I guess the secret's out now. I'm a shape-shifter." Takoda's lips turned up into a little smile.

"A what?" asked David in disbelief.

"It's pretty self-explanatory, David. I can shift shapes. If you're still unsure about it, I can always do it again." His mouth widened into a grin.

David's eyes shifted to Lynn's face. "So you knew about this? You know what he is and you accept this thing?" 

"That's right," answered Lynn in a firm tone of voice.

Shaking his head in disbelief, David said, "He's not even human, Lynn. He's just some freak."

"The only freak I know is you," Lynn snapped in response.

"Bitch," snarled David and he pulled the gun upwards.

"Hey!" Takoda's voice boomed, and the birds in the trees above them were startled into flight. Stepping in front of Lynn so that she would be protected, he said, "That's my woman you're talking about. You'd better show some respect!" Takoda bristled with anger, clenching his fists as he readied himself for a fight.

A look of fear crossed David's face, but the gun in his hand remained firmly pointed at Takoda. 

"Apologize," Takoda demanded. His lips were set in a serious line, and the muscles of his jaw began to flex. 

"What for? I meant it. She's just a useless tramp anyway." 

As Takoda's fist connected with David's jaw, the force of it sent David sprawling backwards. As David hit the ground, the gun fell from his hands, and he released a cry of pain.

Sneering down at David with eyes full of fury, Takoda said, "I should have hunted you down when I had the chance. I would have enjoyed tearing you apart and listening to your cowardly little screams." 

Swallowing thickly, David said, "You can threaten me all you like, but remember, I'm the one who has the gun." Grabbing hold of the weapon, he pointed the barrel at Takoda's head. 

The gun could have been a toy to Takoda. David had insulted the woman he loved, and there was no way he was going to let that go. 

"Why don't you get rid of the gun and fight like a man? Or are you not able to?" 

Emboldened by the feel of steel in his hand, David's only response was to cock the gun. At the sound of the chamber clicking, Lynn rushed up behind Takoda and grabbed hold of his arm, desperately tugging on it. 




Under His Spell Ch.09



"Baby, let's go. He's not worth it." 

Takoda's steely gaze remained planted upon David.

"Sweetie, please." Lynn tugged harder at the sleeve of his shirt, urging him to respond. 

"You spineless fool." After speaking those parting words, Takoda took hold of Lynn's hand, and they turned and walked away. 

"Get lost, David," Lynn said over her shoulder. 

Something inside of Takoda urged him to look back, so he did, and as soon as he turned his head around, the sound of a gunshot rang through the air. White-hot pain ripped through Takoda's torso, causing him to stagger backward and fall. 

As his body hit the ground, Lynn gave a loud scream and got down on her knees, leaning over his body as she released grief-stricken sobs. He felt the warmth of her hand as she softly stroked his cheek, and he wished he could tell her that everything would be alright, but then realized that it would be a lie.

Takoda heard David expel a panicked curse, and as he tossed the gun aside, it fell to the ground, landing a few inches away from Takoda's face. There was the sound of David's retreating footsteps as he fled the scene, and the gun which David had tossed aside landed a few inches away from Takoda's face. 

With his cheek planted against the ground, Takoda was given a direct view straight into the barrel, and as his eyelids grew heavier, that was the last thing that he saw.

* * * *

~One week later~

Lynn couldn't remember the last time she'd seen the stars shine so brightly. She'd always been in awe by the beauty of them, but tonight they seemed especially amazing. The rooftop she sat on provided her with quite a spectacular view, and due to the way the house was built, there was more than enough room for her to sit comfortably upon it without any worries of falling off. 

Although the view was beautiful, sitting out here alone made her feel terribly lonely. Releasing a heavy sigh, she looked up into the sky and thought of Takoda, recalling the beauty of his eyes and his wonderful smile. As she continued to stargaze, she released all of her uncertainties about the future, and imagined them being carried away by the light breeze which swept through the air. 

As a sound came from behind her, she opened her eyes and turned around. 

"Hey, beautiful, mind if I join you?" Takoda asked from the window. 

"Of course not, come on out." Her lips curled into a smile as she watched him climb through the window and walk out onto the roof. 

"You left me all alone in bed. Is everything okay?" 

As he wrapped an arm around her waist, she lay her head against his chest and breathed in his scent. Takoda smelled of soap and pine and something else she couldn't determine. It was a fragrance which was all his own, and she loved it. As she snuggled up against him, Lynn was careful not to bump against the bandage on his torso. It was still sore from the bullet wound, but his injury was healing up well, so she was happy about that. 

As he took her hand in his, she felt him give it a light squeeze. Blissfully happy with the presence of him here next to her, Lynn once again found herself feeling grateful that the bullet hadn't done more damage. 

The sound of Takoda's voice broke the stillness of the night. "You don't have to be worried, you know. I'm right here with you, and I'm not going anywhere." 

"I know," she softly responded. 

Pressing his lips to her neck, he gave her a sweet, tender kiss.

Lynn was thankful that David had been a lousy shot, because she never would have been able to go on without Takoda. The connection they shared was beyond special, and if she ever lost him, she wouldn't be able to go on. She loved him so damn much that sometimes it scared her. Lynn's heart beat rapidly in response to the sudden flood of emotions within her. Placing a finger beneath her chin, Takoda tilted her face upward so that her gaze rose up to meet his.

"Stop torturing yourself with bad thoughts. We're together, and nothing's going to change that." 

His gaze was tender and full of love. Bringing his lips to her mouth, he engaged her in a soft, sweet kiss. As he released her lips, she was left in a sort of lovesick daze. It seemed that every time their lips met, they were experiencing their first kiss all over again.

Neither of them had seen or heard from David since the confrontation a week ago, and the rumor around Lynn's workplace was that he'd resigned. She'd been filled with a huge sense of relief upon hearing that, and was happy to know that David would no longer be an intrusion upon their lives. 

Sometimes she still had terrible dreams about Dex and David, but Takoda was always there to hold her and rock her back to sleep. Both she and Takoda worried about one another whenever they were apart, but they were both well-aware that living in fear was not what they wanted. It would be easy to let thoughts of worry dominate their minds, but they knew that would only ruin the beautiful relationship that they shared. Their connection was strong and completely unbreakable, so nothing could penetrate the love they felt for one another. They shared a passionate love, and that was all that mattered. 

The tips of Takoda's fingers began to sliding across her neck, and as they ventured further down, she felt the little hairs on her skin stand to attention. She'd felt the touch of his skin upon hers a thousand times, but somehow it still managed to electrify her. 

His fingers continued to travel along the path of her skin until they reached their destination. As his fingers stroked the mating mark on her chest, Lynn felt her body instantly react. Her body grew warmer and the space between her legs heated up, prompting her to give a small moan. Takoda stroked the special spot tenderly, locking his eyes into hers as he did it. 

Cupping her chin in his hand, he moved his face downward to kiss her. Just before his lips reached her own, he paused, fixing her with one of his hypnotizing gazes. She thought he was going to say something to her, but then she realized that nothing needed to be said at all. Their eyes did all the talking, silently expressing passionate thoughts and feelings that words never could. 

As their lips came together, she felt the spot on her shoulder instantly grow warmer. It was a silent communication of the deep love that they shared, and Lynn knew that no matter what happened, this mark would be a part of her forever. It was a permanent tattoo of a never-ending love.