11 comments/ 22152 views/ 22 favorites Whiteout Ch. 01 By: Acal "All units return to station, there is an incoming blizzard that is set to cut services," said the voice from the radio. Hunter groaned, he was far from the station, the blizzards around these parts sometimes hit with furious intensity and little warning. He quickly turned the car around and hoped to make the forty minute trip before the blizzard cut off visibility and he wouldn't be able to see anything in front of him. Ten minutes later he knew he wasn't going to make it, the wind and the snow had picked up quickly the night was already cold, but the chill fogging the windows showed him just how much colder it had become outside. He hoped to find some place that he could ride out the storm in, his car was not practical. Even though it was one of the station's few four wheel drive patrol units, this amount of snow would soon make the road too hazardous to continue on. Red lights gleamed out in front of him, he slowed his pace further as the lights gleamed like red halos. It was a car, the wheels were lodged in the already deepening snow as the howling wind dumped large curtains of snow down in front of them. He slowed to a stop and adjusted his thermal gloves and parka hood and stepped out. He grimaced at the biting slash of cold as he shut the door. He walked through the powdery snow that seemed to just sink under his boots. He reached the car and knocked on the window. He shouted out, hoping to be heard over the howling wind, "Are you ok in there?" Helena was pissed, her stupid powers were screwing up again. She really hated being a chaos demon, and she also really hated the cold. Even though it wasn't going to physically hurt her, it still sucked. She was stuck here for now, she had hoped to get back to her apartment and make the journey back underneath but her stupid powers screwed up and spawned a monster blizzard. The thought of having to walk several hours in the freezing blizzard pissed her off. A loud thudding knock echoed from her window as a muffled voice called out. Lucky for her she had better then mortal hearing and could pick it up. Maybe now she'd make it home, she tugged her gloves on tighter and pulled the door open and then stepped out and walked around to the other side. Even with her enhanced eyesight, it was difficult to make out the dark form of the man standing there. "No, my stupid car is stuck, blizzard came out of nowhere." Hunter walked up to the lithe woman that had stepped out of the car and shouted to her, "These blizzards tend to do that around here, lets get you out of here." He motioned her to follow him. Helena grinned and followed him, the bright beams from the headlights shining off him. She finally got to see who was rescuing her, he was a police officer. A damn fine one too from what she could see. He opened the passenger door and gestured for her to get into the car, then he walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door and slipped back into his seat. Helena finally got a good look at the man who had rescued her from hours of cold torment. His short tawny brown hair had streaks of dark blond running through it, ruffled from the hood of his parka that he had pushed back. He tried to start the car again and cursed as the motor didn't even utter even a sound of distress. Helena thudded back into the chair with a sigh, her magnificently crappy powers strike again. Why couldn't she have gotten cooler powers? But it was just her luck her demon sire was a chaos demon. Her former rescuer looked at her and said, "Sorry, doesn't look like we're going anywhere. I don't think we could have made much progress anyway." He pointed out the window to the sheer blanketing wall of whiteness. "Have you seen anything close by that we could use for shelter? This storm looks like its going to continue for quite sometimes. We'll end up buried in here if we don't find a better place." Helena looked around carefully catching the faint glint of light off to the side of the road. "There is a place I know of around here, I don't know what it is exactly but I do know of a few buildings around here." "Good, we're getting snowed in here, its best we moved now, do you know the direction?" he asked. "Yes, lets go, its already starting to get chilly in here," said Helena as she secured her gloves again. Hunter unclipped the radio from the the car and pulled his hood back on before stepping out of the car and shutting the door. The snow was coming down so fast and hard he could barely see Helena's outline. She came towards him slowly and grasped his hand and tugged him down the slight slope on the edge of the road. They pushed through the snow as the wind battered against them, the howling too loud for them to speak. Bright shimmering halos appeared not far from them, soon they were up to a door. Grasping the handle Helena pushed it open and stepped inside a sudden warm blast of heat surrounded them. "That blizzard out there is something fierce, you two are lucky that you got here when you did, I was about to lock up the doors, can't see squat out there. The internet just went down here, can't service so you won't be able to pay for the room until the service is restored so don't worry about anything until its time to leave," said the old man behind the counter. He looked at Helena with a subtle wink, he loved being a storm demon. And he had the perfect disguise, he would recognize Helena anywhere. No doubt she thought she caused the storm he thought with an inward chuckle. She needed a strong man beside her to help her control of powers, her sire never did teach her proper control. He hung out a key to them and said, "Luckily Room 1 is free, its right next door so you shouldn't be getting lost in the snow." "Thanks, the blizzard is certainly a killer, lucky we got stranded here," said Hunter as he grabbed the key. He took Helena's hand and walked towards the back exit of the reception room and stepped out in the howling blizzard again. A weakening glow gleamed close by, the wind making it hard to walk as they pushed through it towards the cabin. Tightly gripping the key Hunter slid the key against the lock until it slid in, he turned the lock until it clicked open. He pushed the door open and stepped in, the room surprisingly warm. He looked around and saw a fire crackling in the fireplace and a large pile of logs sitting against the wall nearby. Helena shut the door, cutting out the cold and muffling the howl of the wind. "Very cosy in here, what might I call my rescuer?" she asked. "Sergeant Hunter Barnet, but just Hunter is fine. What might I call you, lovely lady?" he asked with a smile. "Helena Cervantes, but Helena is just fine," she said. 'Or Hel, like my friends call me,' she thought to herself with a grin. He finally got his first good look at her as she took off her parka and walked towards the sofa and past him. The shimmering cascade of brown hair with shimmering streaks of auburn red, she had features and a body that would tempt a saint to sin. He snapped out of his daze as his radio crackled. He picked it up and informed the station of his situation, he grimaced with dismay as a response came through shot with static. "The highway has been closed Sergeant, the weather forecast predicts the blizzard to last through the night. It's estimated you'll be there for two days, hopefully the room is stocked up because everything is going to be snowed out." Hunter registered his response and then went to find Helena who had made herself comfortable on the sofa with a wine glass filled with a dark red wine. "I poured you a glass of wine too, so I hear, two days. I wonder what we can do with that time," she said with a grin. For once the disaster that is her powers gave her something good, she had an excuse to not use her teleporting powers, can't around a human. And spending the time to explore this cop's delicious looking body would be an excellent treat. She licked her lips as he shed his coat revealing the hidden shape of his muscles. Getting him a little tipsy would help her planned seduction along a little. "Yes, my commander just informed me that the highway is blocked and the plows will be unable to make it until sometime in the morning two days from now. He sat down next to her with the glass she had poured letting the warmth settle into his body. Whiteout Ch. 02 "So what were you doing out here tonight?" asked Hunter as he leaned back into the sofa taking a sip of the wine. "I was making my way back home I'm a business consultant. Some people would be seriously lost without help from my profession." "My ex-girlfriend worked in marketing, and she was always raving about how good her consultant was, so much that she cheated on me with him." Helena was stunned for a moment, she had only just met him and he was already telling her personal things. It might be easier then she thought. "What a nasty slut, did you get anything back on her?" The chaos hungered inside of her for something juicy to snack on. He grinned at her and said, "My friends call me The Huntsman, I have a 90% case closure rate. Its the highest in my area. I eventually got the man arrested for corporate espionage and industrial sabotage. He's in jail serving an eight year sentence and my ex is on the un-employment line. Her bosses weren't happy she was giving him information even though it was unknowingly." A surge of power washed over her as the chaos consumed the imagery and the thought of how it would have been like. And to think the sexy man sitting next to her was the cause of that delicious amount of chaos. Sure she hated how her power often missfired and made her run around and clean up after it. She just loved the surge of power when she discovered something deliciously chaotic. "People say revenge is best served cold... but I think they have it wrong. Its fun knowing that the target knows you caused it to happen, hot revenge is always the best. One time this pompous big wig who tried to make a pass at me wanted to get a better deal. It was hilarious to see him fall flat on his ass and get fired when I offered the contract to their competition, I even got paid more." Hunter grinned at her, she was his kind of woman. Sassy and intelligent, he reached up and started unbuttoning his jacket he was beginning to get hot. Her gaze was locked on him as he unbuttoned the jacket and slid it off his shoulders. He dropped it on the coffee table and leaned back into the sofa and kicked off his boots. Helena licked her lips as she watched him take off the heavy jacket he had on underneath his parka. Now with his winter gear off, she could clearly see the hard muscle bulging under his long sleeved shirt. She knew one thing, he would make an excellent chaos demon, and maybe he could teach her a bit about controlling her wild powers. She dropped her hands to her sweater and pulled it over her head and tossed it over the armrest and said to him. "What do you like doing on your time off?" He barely registered her words, when she took off her sweater, she revealed the plumpest curves, with the most well formed breasts he'd ever seen. He just knew that her breasts would fit his hands perfectly. His cock started coming to life at the visual, lucky for him he still had his parka pants still on, it would help conceal his interest. She smirked, she had certainly caught his attention, his blue eyes were a beautiful shade. She could just get lost in them. "Hunter?" "What?" he asked dazed. "What do you like doing in your time off?" "Oh, sorry," he said blushing. His cheeks burned at the embarrassment of being caught ogling her body. "I like hiking in the state forest and camping, and once a year I go hunting with my squadmates." He was certainly a keeper she wanted to get him into bed, sooner rather then later. She was getting itchy for some contact. 'Hmm, I suppose generating general chaos doesn't work as an answer... I need something else,' she thought. "I love hiking too, seeing and hearing nature in its glory is at times breath-taking," 'breath-takingly funny too when you summon a sharp gust of chaos to mess up a camper's day' she added to herself. He reached for his glass and took a sip of the wine while she stripped off her snowpants and boots. Instead of sitting back into the sofa again she thought better of it, it was time to begin seducing her prey. She wanted to explore every inch of his muscular body, it had been a while she had been with someone so finely built. Especially a mortal so finely built. As he rested back into the sofa she grinned sexily at him and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, taking care to keep his attention. Hunter swallowed back a groan as she started unbuttoning her shirt and pulled it off, revealing her shimmering bronze skin. She then wiggled out of her pants. His breath caught as she came closer to him and settled down into the seat. "That's better, much more comfortable now," she said casually. Hunter was far from comfortable, his cock was like an iron bar throbbing in his pants, sweat beaded over his forehead and trickled down his neck. He pushed his parka pants off and hung them over the table. His eyes were locked on the sexy scraps of red silk clinging to her firm breasts and her hips. "Let me help you get more comfortable Hunter," she said huskily taking the wine glass from his hand and placing it on the table. She reached forward and began unbuttoning his shirt, the heat crawling around them and the external conditions made what was happening an inevitable circumstance. Helena was only pushing it along, she was never one to stall for long on getting what she wanted. Hunter bit his lip to stop from groaning as her nails dragged along his undershirt while her eyes locked onto his as she continued to slowly, teasingly unbutton his shirt. Her brand of pleasure was chaotic in itself. How it scrambled the senses and unbalanced even the sturdiest man. She loved feeding the hot surge of chaos as the pleasure rippled, Hunter groaned as her nails slid over his abs. The taut fabric of his thermal shirt clinging to his hard muscles. Another hard surge of chaos slammed into her causing echoing pulses of chaos as the pleasure from the exchange burned her senses. She had never felt such riotous energy before, for the first time she might actually become overwhelmed by the outpouring of energy. She tugged his shirt out of his pants and opened the last button and pulled it down his shoulders and tossed it to the floor. His back arched as her nails slid across the hard muscles of his abs as she slowly slid his shirt up his chest. Her eyes were locked on the hard ridges of his abs and the dusting of dark honey colored hair. His abs flexed and rippled as she slid his shirt up past his chest. His dark brown nipples were tightened into hard points, he groaned as a shudder passed over him. Her nails scraping his nipples, Helena groaned as the resulting surge of chaos pulsed through her. Hunter shifted his arms above his head as she tugged his shirt up and off. He grunted as his body spasmed with sharp jolts of pleasure when she dragged her nails down over his nipples and down his abs scraping through the hair towards his belt. She reveled in the pulses of chaos as they washed over her, she had never had so much fun undressing a man before. She grinned wickedly as she unbuckled his belt slowly and leaned over him to flick her tongue over his abs. His hot masculine taste burst over her tongue, she rasped her tongue over the hard ripples making him groan as she unbuttoned his pants and slowly drew down the zipper. She tugged his pants off and then peeled off his socks, she slid down in front of him and dragged her nails up his powerfully muscular legs, tracing each bulge of muscle with light caresses of her nails.He shuddered again as fine tremors raced though his body, her nails slowly reached the band of his thermal shorts and began pulling them down inch by inch until his thick throbbing cock made its appearance. He sucked in a deep breath as the pressure was released from his aching cock. He groaned hoarsely as suddenly her tongue flicked over his straining length. He but back a curse as her teeth glided over the head. Once she finished pulling his thermals off she cupped his balls in one hand and reached under his hips with the other and began stroking his balls with her nails and running her nails under the base of his cock while her teeth glided over the head of his cock. Hunter bit back a curse as her nails ignited a raging fire inside him. He panted harshly as she teased him, he knew a response was what she was looking for. He fisted his hands into the cushions of the sofa. He moaned as her hot lips slipped down over his cock, he fisted the sofa tighter and clenched his teeth forcing back the tide of his impending eruption. He needed to be inside her when he did. Her lips suctioned him, sliding him all the way down as her nails continued their sensual torture. He panted harshly as she rolled her tongue around him, moaning and tightening his hold. He tasted like rich smoky honey, the richness of his taste sent pleasurable tingles across her body. She would enjoy tasting his full flavor, he was holding back she could tell. She wanted him to come, but before she could push him to breaking point he growled at her and grabbed her head and yanked her back popping his cock from her mouth. He grasped her hips and dragged her up and carried her towards the big bed and dropped her down on to it, his eyes flared with intense heat as he rubbed his fingers over her clit feeling the pool of wetness running between his fingers. Hunter couldn't believe it, she was drenching his fingers he yanked off her panties and tugged off her bra. He swept his hands up her body and straddled her hips. Helena couldn't move even if she wanted to she wouldn't have, the chaotic energy swirled around her like a storm. She had never felt such a powerful surge in all her hundreds of years. The primal instinct flowing between them stirred up a violent hurricane of chaos so intense it made her muscles clench up. Hunter growled as he plunged his cock deep inside of her, his whole body spasmed, his muscles tightly clenching as the fierce heat and tightness of her strangled his cock. The cords of his neck strained and bulged as he forced back the near overwhelming tide of pleasure swamping his senses. Helena writhed underneath him, her nails reaching up and raking down his sweat slicked arms. The fiery trails of lashing pain mixed with the blazing inferno of pleasure swirling around him, he knew he wasn't going to last long. And with how Helena writhed underneath him he knew she was very close as well. He dug his fingers into her hips and pounded into her. Every powerful thrust of Hunter's thick cock sliced her with razor sharp pleasure and the intense burn of chaotic energy being fueled by his harsh treatment. She dug her nails into his back hard, his savage thrusts made her rip her nails down her back. Hot liquid coated her fingers, on the feeling of his blood running over her fingers another bomb blast of chaos detonated inside of her tearing over orgasm from her. She screamed and ripped her nails down to his ass, Hunter jerked and roared hoarsely as the burning fire spread across his back battled with the searing pleasure destroying his senses he was reduced to mindless harsh rutting as he slammed into her. As soon as her muscles tightened over her and the fire over his back exploded he yelled out as his orgasm tore through him. Pulsing inside of her. Hunter rolled off her and collapsed against her panting heavily, once he regained his breath enough to speak again he said, "We didn't use any protection." It took awhile for his words to penetrate the heavy fog that had settled over her mind after her mind-exploding orgasm, nothing would happen demons couldn't have children they needed to reproduce in other manners and couldn't catch human diseases. "I'm clean and i'm sterile, so you don't have anything to worry about Hunter," she panted as she looked at him. He was gorgeous his eyes were shrouded and unfocused in the fog of pleasure. His dark honey hair had flattened to his amazing chest and his hair had flattened to his forehead, damp with sweat. "Good to know we didn't make any mistakes, I'm clean too." Helena grinned at him, her body was limp, completely wrung out from the intense pleasure. The aftershocks of the violent flood of chaos still echoed through her body. She grabbed Hunter's right hand and pulled him towards her and hooked one of her legs over his. His limp cock pressing up against her thigh. Hunter groaned slightly as he shifted leaning into her, he wrapped an arm over her back and snuggled in against her where they both slipped into a deep sleep. Whiteout Ch. 03 A cool whisper brushed her cheek as awareness flooded back to her senses. She looked around the cozy room and wrapped her arms around herself, the space beside her was empty. Grabbing the sheet she pulled it off the bed and wrapped it around herself to fight off the growing cold of the cabin. She leaned against the door frame of the lounge room and licked her lips as she watched Hunter dressed only in his underclothes re-light the fire with a fresh stack of thick logs. He turned and caught her gaze, "Good morning, I wanted to fix the fire before it got too cold in here. Check outside," he said. Helena looked to the window to see snow crusted over the ledge with flakes still falling in the pale grey gloom. "The door is covered with snow, it will need to be dug out." "Well, we'll need to find something to entertain ourselves then won't we?" she asked with a seductive purr. Hunter's stomach rumbled as he took a step towards her, "First we need to take care of other concerns," he said and grinned. He stepped over to the fridge and pulled open the door. Multiple packages of fruits and meat were stacked on the shelves for them to pick from. Hunter picked out a carton of eggs and said, "Want some bacon and eggs? I make it for breakfast all the time." She grinned and said, "Of course, I can hear your stomach rumbling, we did work up quite an appetite last night didn't we?" with a wicked grin she leaned against the bench watching his muscles flex as he prepared their food. He smirked and said, "We certainly did," his cock rose slightly at the thought, he wanted to do it again soon. He didn't think he'd be able to get enough of her while he was stuck here, with her. He finished preparing the food and dropped them on the pan, the sizzle of the bacon and eggs rising from the pan. The warm aroma sweeping up to wrap around him, he looked around in the cabinets for some seasoning and found a bottle of spices. It was just perfect for what he had in mind, he carefully sprinkled the spices over the sizzling meat and bubbling eggs and watched the powder dissolve and absorb. He could feel Helena's eyes on him as he cooked, his cock thickened further as he felt those eyes move down his back. Helena bit back a groan as Hunter bent over, stretching his shorts over his tight ass while he drew out two plates from the cupboards and shovelled the eggs off the pan and placed them on the plate, then he flipped the bacon and added more spice. The smells were delicious, being domestically capable added to Hunter's raw appeal. She was going to enjoy spending the day exploring his body, she wanted to explore every ridge and crease of his delicious muscles. He took the bacon off the stove and served it onto the plates and picked them up and carried them over to the table, setting them down. "I hope you enjoy it," said Hunter as he sat down and picked up his knife and fork. The first shovel full of bacon in her mouth was like a flavour explosion, it was crispy and the spices added an extra bite to the meat, drool slid out one side of her mouth as she savoured the meat. It was delicious, then she sliced the egg and put it in her mouth. It was almost like an orgasm on her tongue, the rich intense flavour exploded over her senses making her moan. Hunter smirked at her and said, "You like my cooking?" "Can I keep you? I love it," she said. He chuckled and said, "After I moved out of home I learned how to cook, I like experimenting with new things." "What else do you experiment with?" she asked. "Deserts, I love inventing new ones and seeing what works. Believe me, there's just some things that really do not belong together," he said with a comical grimace on his face. Helena giggled and shovelled more egg into her mouth. Quickly she finished off her meal and watched Hunter eat, she never realized how sexy it was watching a man eat. His arm and chest muscles flexing as he moves, his throat that pulsed when he swallowed. She had an intense urge to just reach over and taste the strong column with her tongue. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck, not from the heat of the spices but from the intensity of the gaze that Helena watched him with. His cock pressed against his thermals insistently, with their tight fit there would be absolutely no way he could conceal her effect on him. He quickly finished eating, if she was going to play with him like this he was going to do the same back. He pushed back from the table and picked up the plates, his cock was clearly outlined in his tented shorts. While he scraped and rinsed the plates he could feel her burning hot gaze on him, a hot tremor of anticipation washed over him as he turned around and grinned at her. With her mind on other more pertinent things the night before she hadn't had the opportunity to admire the size of the thick bulge pressing out against his shorts. A grin split her lips as she realized she still hadn't put any clothes on and was only covered by the sheet. She licked her lips as she watched him clean off the plates, when he turned around and grinned at her she stood up and peeled off the sheet. Hunter breathed in sharply as Helena stood and dropped the sheet and walked towards him, he hadn't had much of an opportunity to deeply explore her body the night before. He got the full picture as she slowly walked towards him. Entranced he watched her curves sway as she moved seductively closer, when she reached him she put her hands around his waist and tugged him closer to her. Her soft breasts caressing his chest, Hunter groaned and said, "I think it's time for a shower." He broke away from her embrace and prowled back towards the bedroom and attached shower tugging off his shirt as he went. It was Helena's turn to be entranced as she followed him, watching the play of his tight bronzed muscles. She knew he was intentionally making his muscles bunch and ripple, the red marks on his back from her nails the night before, she grinned the man was amazing. She certainly was going to have fun spending time with him today, he disappeared into the bathroom and soon there was the sound of water. She continued into the bathroom with the shower door open she watched him test the water then slide his shorts off and kick them into a corner. "The hot water is working, I think it's time for our shower now," he said huskily and walked under the steaming spray. She watched her mouth hanging open as the water poured over him, he looked like a bronzed god standing there with his eyes closed water running down his face as he worked the water through his hair. When he opened his eyes, the intensity in his gaze spurred her into action. She stepped into the shower and pulled the door shut, quickly steaming up the shower. He grinned cheekily as he picked up a wash cloth and a small bottle of body wash and lathered up the cloth. He pulled her up against his chest, his hard cock resting up against her spine as he lathered up her breasts then stroked the cloth down her chest to her auburn curls. Helena groaned and rubbed up against him, sliding his pulsing hardness up against her spine. She wanted to play with him, but she got to last night and grudgingly she accepted that he hadn't had the chance to play with her yet. Even though she could throw him off and toss him against the wall and devour his cock. She would let him have his fun, and then she would play and return the torture ten-fold. Her wicked grin was broken by groans that tore from her as he caressed the slightly rough cloth against her clit then lower still, the slight abrasion sending harsh tremors up her spine. She groaned and struggled against his hold, the hot thickness of his cock and the flat hardness of his chest against her set her nerves on fire. He swept the cloth back up past her breasts and washed her neck. He turned her to face him and leaned down and gently kissed her as he brushed the cloth down her back and over her arms. He brushed his fingers against her clit and lips making her hips jerk against him, he grunted as she brushed against his cock. Helena bit her lip to stop the moan from creeping out, she would certainly pay him back, but he was also being sweet, her lips still tingled from where he kissed her. She rubbed up against him, wanting his cock inside of her. But she had to make him pay for torturing her. She grabbed the cloth from him and gripped his hips and turned him towards the wall, she pressed her breasts up against his back and rubbed the cloth under his arms and then followed every bulge of muscle in his arms, taking care to stroke each of his fingers and the web between them. Hunter gritted his teeth as she teased him, rubbing the cloth over his fingers gently, faint crackles of sensation travelled up each arm in turn as she cleaned them. She stroked the cloth over his chest and brushed his nipples, he grunted and rubbed against her breasts, the hard peaks of his breasts brushing his back, rubbing against the scratches. She slipped the cloth lower, stroking the ridged muscles of his abs. She grinned wickedly as she felt his back quiver and brush against her again. She continued stroking him gently with the cloth while her other hand reached under and grasped his balls. He choked in a gasp as she teased his balls. She ran the cloth down over the tip of his cock while she ran her other hand up his shaft. Hunter stumbled against the pleasure, he fell forward and braced his hands on the wall as her hands stroked and teased his cock and sac. He groaned as she ran her nails up from his balls to his ass. Pleasure shook his body, made his arms tremble as she tortured him with the cloth. Helena smirked as Hunter quivered under her touch. It would teach him to tease her and not expect anything back in return, she rubbed the cloth up over his back while her hand started a slow stroking motion. She shrieked as Hunter suddenly reached back and pushed her against the wall and kissed her hungrily. Devouring her mouth, she groaned and dropped the cloth, wrapping her arms around his waist, rubbing his deliciously hard cock against her. Hunter groaned as she rubbed against him, "You're such a tease Helena," he said huskily before kissing her again. The passionate force behind his kiss made her legs quiver, if Hunter wasn't holding her up she didn't think she'd be standing. After he broke the kiss she said, "Tease? You were the one teasing me mister." He grinned and said, "But you liked it though didn't you?" Before she could answer, he brushed his fingers against her lips and slipped them open before he thrust deeply into her, groaning as the tight press of her muscles squeezed him. Helena dug her nails into the base of his back and moaned deeply, she wrapped her legs around his and tried to push him in deeper. He nipped her neck and chuckled before thrusting in a slow steady rhythm, one she swore was designed to make her go crazy. Hunter tried to hide the struggle on his face from attempting to hold back his urge to ram into her like a battering ram, she got him so hot, it was like nothing he had ever experienced before. She looked up to him and grinned, her nails slid down and dug into his ass. It was all it took for the dam to burst, he growled and slammed her hard against the wall and thrust savagely. Hot sparks of pleasure burned up from his cock, through his spine. He leaned back and groaned as he thrust, harder and faster. Helena screamed with pleasure as he pounded her against the wall, this was a real man, the sheer force of his pounding drives sent mini-explosions off throughout her body. Her nerves were so saturated in bone wrenching pleasure it strangled off her oncoming orgasm for just a while longer. She dug her nails into his ass harder and thrust towards him, sending more blistering hot pleasure racing through her. Soon it was too much for either of them, she reached up and bit into his shoulder and screamed as her orgasm overcame her. Hunter cursed harshly as her teeth dug into his shoulder, he thrust hard once more into her and roared as he spilled inside of her, collapsed against her and panted harshly. His orgasm, and the splash of his hot essence inside of her set off another orgasm, she gripped his hips as her body trembled with the pleasure. After they rested against each other for a few moments gathering their breath, Hunter reached out and turned the taps off. He broke out of her hold and pushed the door open and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his hips. Helena licked her lips as she watched the water droplets run over his pecs and the droplets beaded on the tight muscles of his abs. She grinned at him as she stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of the towels and started drying off, Hunter grinned at her and snagged the towel and slowly dried her off then did the same to himself and then walked out of the bathroom. She followed him out, when she got out to the living room. Hunter turned to her and said, "I'm just stoking the fire, I'll meet you in bed in a moment." Hot promise lurked in his eyes, then he turned to the fireplace and opened the grate. She grinned and walked back into the bedroom and dropped the towel on the floor and slid onto the bed and laid out waiting for him. Helena took her fill of Hunter's delicious body still slightly wet from the shower as he walked back into the room with two steaming cups. "Hope you like your coffee black," he said as he laid back on the bed with the coffee. It was her favourite drink, hot, rich, black coffee. She took a sip of it and groaned, it was so good as the taste exploded across her tongue and warmed her from the inside. "I love it thanks Hunter," she said and looked at him. "Tell me more about your job, what do you get up to?" she asked, she was hungry to know, a police officer would have a lot of chaos hanging around them while on duty it would be delicious. "It's exciting at times, you get this wicked flood of adrenaline when chasing a suspect, it energizes you. At times it's like touching a live current." "Have you ever been shot at before? Been involved in a siege?"she asked excitedly. He smirked and took a sip of his coffee, "Yes to both of those, those are the situations that fire the blood and get the heart pumping. Using the adrenaline as a weapon is a skill not most cops can handle, my partner and I, we took down the armed bandits with that burning pulse of adrenaline. They didn't get away and didn't get away with attempted murder. The thrill is just amazing, what about you?" he asked then took a swallow of the coffee. "I'm an insurance assessor, it can also involve a lot of investigatory work as well, there are plenty of people who try and get away with causing intentional damage to get insurance payouts. I get this rush of satisfaction and adrenaline whenever I bust someone for fraud. I've even caught a few fraudsters who've attempted it on multiple occasions." "I don't think I'd be patient enough to deal with detective work," said Hunter as he trailed his hand up her thigh. "And why is that?" "Too much guess work, and critical thinking, give me action any day of the week, the fine, delicate work doesn't suit me at all." Helena smirked at him, she could feel the chaos coming from him. He was an adrenaline junkie, he would be a perfect match for her. "Tell me more about what you like doing on your off time? I've done a few crazy things before, like hang gliding and skydiving." "Me too, my friends for my 25th birthday took me skydiving, it was an awesome time, the adrenaline rush just burns through your body as you speed down towards the ground, and then the crushing force of the rip cord as it yanks you back up as the parachute unfurls, it's just amazing. And it gives you time to come down from the high so you can actually walk properly when you get back down on the ground." She put her hand on his thigh and mirrored his actions, "It is an awesome experience, it gives you such an electric rush," her words came out with a husky purr his fingers tensed on her thigh as his cock started to wake up. "And do you know what else gives a hot electric rush?" he asked, heat glimmering in his eyes. "What would that be?" "I'll show you," he said with a growl and slid down her body and flicked his fingers over her slick folds. Helena arched her hips and groaned as his tongue flickered over her lips, they were a perfect fit for each other she could feel a bond growing with him, an invisible tether stretching towards him. She was going to tell him what she was in the morning, she had never done it before, but hopefully he wouldn't freak out on her. She gasped as his fingers stroked and teased her, the chaos fuelled the thrumming ache inside of her. She dug her fingers into the sheet as Hunter causally licked and flicked her throbbing folds. He growled as he tasted her excitement, she tasted hot and charged. Her taste electrified him, but he needed to go slow and steady here no matter how much his cock was hurting and needing release. He wanted to drive her crazy with desire, he needed to get control back or he'd be swept away in the pleasure. Helena writhed against his touch, the light flicks of his tongue and his gentle caresses sent electric pulses of pleasure down her spine. She knew what he wanted to hear but she wasn't going to let him, his frustration would generate more of that delicious chaos to bubble up inside of her. The only thing she regretted was not being able to share the chaotic flow with him, she moaned as another sharp spike of pleasure rushed through her. Hunter chuckled and continued to tease her mercilessly, her hands grasped the sheets tighter as the pleasure and chaos swirled around her, just as the potent mixture was about to explode. The devil pulled back from her, he smirked at her sexily his eyes darkening into a stormy blue. She could get lost in his gaze. He groaned as he slid his hands up her thighs, he couldn't help but feel a connection to Helena, something about her just drew him to her. If he wasn't careful he could become addicted to her heat and her electric touch. He swept his hands up to her breasts to tease her some more, she panted breathlessly as he caressed her nipples. He leaned forward and kissed her gently and reached down to pull her thighs wider, he nudged his aching cock against her and slowly slid in, Helena groaned as he torturously pushed inside of her, she released her grip on the sheets and pulled him down to her grasping him tightly as he tortured her, tortured himself. She was drowning in the thick flood of chaos bubbling around her, she was worried that with all this energy flooding around her that something nasty would happen. She gasped as he slid all the way into her. The focused grimace of concentration on his face was incredibly sexy, she almost melted at the sight. He breathed heavily as sweat shimmered on his skin, he pulled back slowly wanting to forge a deeper connection with her, a soul deep primal urging to claim her as he pounded inside of him. He gasped as she suddenly pulled him down on top of her, the electric sizzle of their skin contact sent sharp jolts of pleasure through his body making him jerk and moan. He had never felt anything so intense in his entire life, her legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper into her searing hot embrace. He gasped for breath as the sensation sucked him in, he was fighting for any sense of control now as he slid back out and pushed back in. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand the agonizingly slow pace much longer. Helena quivered and trembled underneath him, her eyes were drawn to the powerful muscles of his chest and abs shining with sweat. His muscles clenched and rippled rhythmically as he pushed in and out so painfully slow she wanted to scream. With a mildly coherent thought she wondered if he was somehow sensitive to the thick dense level of chaos swimming around them. It was now so powerful that she almost couldn't breathe, if he didn't start speeding up soon she was going to pass out. Whiteout Ch. 03 With a deep moan Hunter thrust deeply into her and sped up his pace, electric energy flayed his nerves, pulsing along his skin, burning him with pleasure. He couldn't contain it any longer, he grasped her hips and slammed into her harder and faster with each sharp thrust. He snarled as he rammed into her, Helena's nails sliced at him as she dug in and screamed. Hunter's deep masculine roar of pleasure sent sharp tingles throughout her body, she scrambled for a hold on him, her nails cutting into him as each burst of pleasure exploded like a bomb inside of her. She could feel it coming, her orgasm grew hotter and hotter inside of her before it exploded with atomic force. She screamed and clung to Hunter tightly as he rammed into her. Hunter yelled out hoarsely as squeezed his cock in a death grip, ripples of seizing pleasure slammed through him, he could almost see it, like a glowing beacon an anchor chain tying him to Helena. With another hoarse yell the fire exploded from him, his body seizing with intense spasms of pleasure as he emptied inside of her. The crushing weight of the chaos swirling around her, she could feel it, a metaphysical chain. It had latched onto her and gleamed brightly as it dug its tendrils into Hunter. She knew that something extremely magic had happened, she could see it. He was certainly the perfect man for her. She could barely feel the searing hot splashes of his essence as his body spasmed in the wake of his orgasm. He collapsed next and panted harshly and heavily, she looked over his chest loving the look of his sweat damp hair plastering to his glistening muscles. She pulled his arm over her and rested into his extremely heated body. Whiteout Ch. 04 Sorry for the super long wait, i've been sick then super busy so I haven't had a chance to finish this. The story is now finished and the remaining chapters will be along very soon Helena slowly came back to consciousness as the remembered sensations flooded through her, and she bit back a groan as her pussy flooded with liquid heat. Hunter's body was like a furnace against hers. She loved how his arm was still draped over her waist. His breathing was deep and even, and she looked down licking her lips at the way his strong pecs and ripped abs flexed and rippled with each breath. She knew the perfect way to wake him up. The snow had eased up and she knew the plows would be on their way, and she would have to make use of the remaining time to make sure he would make the right choice. She carefully extracted herself from underneath him and pulled the covers up over him, since the air was becoming a bit cool again. Quickly, she made her way out to the lounge and placed more wood on the fire before picking up Hunter's gun belt and pulling off his handcuffs. She smirked wickedly at the thought of what she was going to do to him. She pulled his other belt out of his pants and went back to the bedroom, glad to see him still asleep, breathing deeply. She pulled his arms up and cuffed his wrists together, looping his belt through the gap in the headboard, and tying the cuffs to the frame. At that moment, she only realized how thick his arms were, but she didn't have time to be drooling over his god-like physique, she had a little payback to deliver. She pulled back the covers and trailed her fingers down his chest, loving the feel of his short chest hair brushing her against the pads of her fingers. She gripped his cock gently and stroked him. She smirked at the jump of his cock as he started to thicken, she leaned down and placed a long lick from his base to the slit. Rubbing her tongue around his rim, she teased the sensitive bundle of nerves under the dark head. She smirked devilishly as his thighs clenched and his abs tensed, she slowly stroked her nails up his shaft. A soft moan came from him as she flicked her tongue over the head again and continued stroking him gently. Once his cock began twitching in her hand, she leaned down and sucked him deep into her mouth, moaning at the burst of masculine heat over her tongue. He tasted hot and earthy, a rich flavour bursting over her tongue, causing tremors to travel down her spine and across her body. Hunter groaned. He was leaning against his police cruiser, his pants and boxers around his ankles with Helena sucking and stroking his cock. He moaned and reached forward, but suddenly found his hands cuffed above his head. Another burst of excitement surged through him. He gasped as her fingers stroked his balls while she swallowed around his cock. The hardness of his car became increasingly soft. Then everything around him dissolved as his eyes blinked open. Helena was certainly between his legs, teasing him relentlessly. And he was cuffed to the bed. He groaned as she scrapped his thighs. "Damn Helena, what a nice way to wake up," he gasped as she swallowed his cock again. She groaned receiving another burst of chaos. She never thought sex could be so torturous. She had never gotten this much chaos before with one partner, typically she only got a spark or a tingle, but that was all. But with Hunter, it was a full blown conflagration set to devour her whole being. He pulled at the cuffs and groaned as her tongue slowly slid around his cock, "Damn, Helena, stop or you'll make me come. I want to be inside of you again." "Go right ahead Hunter, I want to taste you, you haven't given me the chance yet, this was the perfect opportunity," she grinned wickedly as she stroked a nail over the slit of his cock making him jerk. He cursed as his muscles seized from the blazing shock of her nail, he groaned as she leaned down again and took him into her mouth, rolling her tongue around him. Blistering waves of delight shook his body. Once they left the cabin, he didn't think he'd ever be the same again. Being with her had changed him. The charge of energy rushing through his body dominated his senses. Something hidden, burned in his gut, sending sharp spikes of sensation throughout his body. Hot needles pricked his arms, legs and face as she drew her nails over and around the base of his cock and his balls. He whimpered and tugged viciously on the handcuffs, again, her teeth grazing him. "What's the matter Hunter? Can't you take the heat?" she asked teasingly, drawing her nails up his thighs and over his abs. His highly sensitized skin pulsed and jumped her at touch. Hunter groaned. His eyes squeezed tightly shut. Tears leaked out the sides of his eyes as she held him right at the edge, not letting him fall into the release he so badly needed. He grunted as sweat covered his body. He tugged ineffectually at the restraints again, and moaned as she trailed her fingers under his hips and rimmed his ass. She grinned wickedly. She had more control of the chaos flowing through her body and it felt good. It wasn't running haywire through her body like before, so she could focus her power on driving Hunter out of his mind. She looked down at him and loved the sight of his writhing body as he fought against the sensation. She fed portions of the chaos coursing through her down through her fingers. Hunter yelped at the biting shock as chaos flowed into him, and he groaned desperately. Pulling the cuffs again, he cursed the damn belt for being so tough. Fire suddenly exploded through him as her finger slid deep inside his ass, stroking the gland. She swallowed his cock, and he cried out harshly as his essence erupted violently into her mouth. Helena groaned around his rapidly pulsing cock. His taste was incredible, dark and rich it was amazing. She reveled in the dark chaos thrumming through her body, she released the stream of energy through her fingers making him buck under her forcing another violent orgasm from him spilling more of his essence over her tongue. Hunter gasped for breath. The sedate thrum of post-orgasm bliss spread through his body. His eyes rolled back in his head as he regained his breath enough to pant, "You really know how to blow my mind away." Helena grinned wickedly and said, "I've never been with man such as yourself, Hunter. This morning was absolutely incredible and I had to pay you back for it." He murmured something, and then fell back against the bed. She chuckled and reached over to remove the belt and handcuffs. Since he made breakfast for her, she would make dinner while he was indisposed. When he recovered, he would certainly need to recharge his strength, and she wanted to feel him inside of her again. She pulled open the fridge and looked through the stock. Suddenly, she had a craving for beef. After some digging, she found a large packet of thick juicy steaks, that made her mouth salivate just at the thought of eating them. She laid them out on the bench and took a package of pork sausages out of the fridge. They were certainly going to burn through this tonight. She expected Hunter to tease and torment her for real this time. She pulled several bottles out of the fridge and grinned. Smoky barbeque sauce for the sausages would be a perfect addition. She loved rich barbeque on pork, it was divine. After a little preparation, she had the meat sizzling on the stove, wonderful smells wafting from the pans, making her groan. She was a demon, and she fed off chaos so she was practically never hungry. But that didn't stop her from desiring mortal food. She licked her lips as she flipped the steaks that were grilling in their juices. The innkeeper seemed to have thought of everything, there was even steak sauce available. She left the bottles out on the bench to let Hunter decide which one he wanted. # # # Hunter's eyes flickered open as the rich smells of steak and pork filled the air. His stomach rumbled loudly, and he groaned as he slid off the bed ,stumbling back as his legs locked up. He leaned up against the wall for support as the sensation slowly returned to his legs. Helena had completely wiped him out. He groaned softly as he reached down and picked up his boxers and slid them on. His stomach rumbled again as he made his way out of the room, nearly tripping on multiple occasions as his legs protested against the movements. Gradually, he recovered enough to walk into the kitchen with his stomach grumbling loudly again. Helena turned around and grinned wickedly at him. She loved the satisfied expression he had and the slight tenderness as he walked. She could certainly eat him for dessert, licking her lips at the thought. Chills raced across his body, as he watched her voracious gaze almost made him groan, and he said, "Mmm, the food smells delicious." "I made big thick juicy steaks to keep your energy up, since I have plans for you tonight," she smirked at him with a devilish gleam in her eye. Hunter chuckled, "Damn, you're such a hellion." "But of course, it's so much fun doing it, I enjoy seeing you squirm, not to mention my friends call me Hel," she laughed and turned back to the stove flipping the steaks once again. "Choose which barbecue sauce you want and then we can eat." Hunter grinned, she was such a provocative woman., Helena embodied much of what he desired in a woman, and tonight, was his turn to blow the top off her head, she won't know what hit her. He looked over the bottles and started to plot her seduction. As Helena served the steaks, she fantasized about tying him up again. There were so many naughty things she wanted to do to him. Make him so hot and crazy with passion that when she released him he would throw her down and ride her hard and fast. She licked her lips at that thought. She reached for a bottle of mushroom sauce and poured it over her steak, then repeated the process with the beef sauce Hunter had chosen. She plated the food, taking them out to the table and grinned sexily at Hunter before returning to the kitchen to get the rest of the meal. The smell of the steak was heavenly. He sliced a piece off and chewed it slowly. He groaned as the flavour exploded over his tongue. "Great steak Hel. I can 't believe how well stocked this kitchen is. It's almost as if the innkeeper knew someone would be staying here." "It certainly does," she said as she returned with their glasses of beer. Helena watched with great satisfaction, as Hunter completely demolished his steak. Even such a casual thing as watching him eat got her hot. The chaos buzz still fluttering inside of her hadn't died off once since she entered the cabin with him. One thing was certain, this man was far different than any other she had been with in her very long existence. She knew though that she would not be able to let him go when the roads were cleared. If he didn't agree to go with her, she would hang around him and tease him until he saw what there was between them. She could feel her intense desire for him burning inside of her. She looked down at her plate and started eating her own steak, feeling his hot eyes on her. She slowed her eating in order to enjoy the heat of his gaze. She would make him lose control again, because she wanted him one more time before she had to leave. Hunter had to clamp down hard on the groan building inside of his throat. The woman in front of him was so sexy. He could not believe it he was getting rock hard again. She reached up and swept a lock of her auburn hair back, and he had to swallow back another moan as she continued to eat with relish. He knew he was torturing himself watching her, but he couldn't stop himself. Helena grinned around her steak as she ate, the chaos swirling around the room had picked up in intensity. She knew she had him now, though she knew they were locked in a battle of control. It was going to be fun engaging him in this dance of wills. Hunter challenged to her like no one before. '"Make no mistake Hunter, I will break your control," she smirked, and winked. Grinning, she said, "Coffee?" Hunter couldn't keep the groan from escaping him this time, and his cheeks flushed as he regarded her self-assured posture. He was so screwed, but he wasn't going to go down without a fight. "Sure."He walked over to the sofa and lay back, stretching out his legs, his already hard cock straining through his thermals. He watched her every movement as she prepared the coffee, as a predator would watch its prey. Helena stabbed the coffee bag, opening it roughly. He was acting so superior and in control right now. She would enjoy teaching the error of his ways. "You take your coffee black, right?" she called out. "Yes, that's correct," he responded. Helena waited for the coffee to finish brewing, putting the final touches on her seduction plan. Hunter watched her with a hungry gaze and thought determinedly, that she wasn't going to win their game. He'd have her begging for him before they finished their coffee. He wanted to find that soul deep connection with her again. Something inside him hungered for it. Helena entered the room with the coffees and handed one to him, "One coffee," she said and then sat down, her robe fitting loosely around her. She took a sip and watched him intently. Hunter took a sip of the rich coffee and closed his eyes to savour the flavor. He reached up and scratched his right pec, opening his eyes to see her watching his hand. He grinned, knowing he could use this to his advantage He continued to caress his chest before rubbing his nipples while taking sips of his coffee, bringing them to hard points. Helena watched his hand move over his chest. He was so sexy, and he was taunting her, the devil. She knew he was doing this intentionally, she took a sip of her coffee and enjoyed his show. The hotter he made himself the better she thought as she looked down at the increasing bulge in his boxers. She licked her lips and took another sip. The chaos around her picked up as they stared at each other, not talking. His hand moved from his chest and settled right above his waistband, his hand teasing the bulging head of his cock. "Once again Helena, thanks for making the steaks, they were delicious. " he said casually as he took another sip of his coffee. Helena's hand tightened on the cup for a moment, he was certainly arrogant. She had him right where she wanted him, he was going to fall and beg her to give him relief. He grinned at her and continued to casually drink his coffee while teasing the head of his own cock. He had a plan to throw her off balance, and drive her crazy. He finished his coffee and placed it down on the table, knowing the coffee was only a ploy to get him hot and bothered, but he had beaten her at her own game and he didn't intend on letting her get the upper hand again. Not tonight, he was in charge. He got up and walked out of the room, towards the bedroom slowly, casually. He expected her to follow him, and he knew she would. He would keep control of the situation, it was her turn to burn. Helena couldn't believe her eyes as she watched Hunter walk away from her, his cock hard and his thermal shorts moulded to his tight ass. He, of course, expected her to follow him to the bedroom. She grinned to herself as she watched him enter the bedroom. She wasn't going to fall for his ploy. He had to know that she controlled tonight's pleasure. She was going to make him wait. She got up and took the cups to the sink, washing them up and then opened the grate to the fireplace, stoking the flames before placing in two more logs. It was going to be a long night. Hunter smirked to himself when he heard the kitchen noises, he had her now. She was trying to make him wait but it wasn't going to work on him. He stood hidden by the door and when she walked in, the surprise in her eyes evident. Before she could call out to him, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him, kissing her neck, and rubbing his nose under her ear. "You smell delicious," he growled. Goosebumps washed over her body in waves at the vibration in her ear, he made her so weak. Hunter was like no other man she had ever been with, she would do anything to keep him with her. She rubbed up against his hard body and purred, "You feel good." Hunter groaned and nipped her neck harder, reaching into her robe. He grinned when he felt she was naked underneath. He rolled her nipples in his fingers while pressing his bulge against her stomach. Helena groaned and rubbed back against him while he teased her nipples, her arms were tangled in the sleeves of her robe and she was unable to move them. This was not how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to be the one being teased, not her. He swept his hands down her chest to her thighs and rubbed the muscles, stroking her softly. He then let go of the robe sleeves which bound her and slid it off her body, throwing it to the floor. Seeing her chance, Helena turned and kissed him passionately while gripping his hips in an attempt to strip him of his boxers. Hunter pulled back from the kiss and grabbed her hands pulling them away from his shorts. Grinning, he said, "Not yet, I'm not done with you yet." Surprised, Helena gaped at him, there was nothing she could do because it would mean giving up her secret, and she was not ready for that yet, she wanted to spend this night with him. She feared he might not accept her. It would kill her, but she would have to let him go if he didn't understand. He moved her to the bed and pushed her down, kissing her collarbone and neck, stroking her breasts and chest. Making her arch from his touch, she couldn't deny it any longer, he was the master of her body, every touch sent sexual electricity through her body. Every spark added to the growing ball of chaos rolling through her, she had never felt this way before. She always had control of the situation. Hunter was going to make her beg, and she knew there was only one thing she could do, hoping her idea would work. Focusing in on herself, she mentally grabbed the expanding chaos energy and dragged it to the surface, spreading it through her skin. If her theory was correct, Hunter was sensitive to her chaos and it would turn the tables in her favor. Hunter licked her thigh, holding back a grunt as a spike of sensation fizzled through his tongue, his unexpected sensitivity to her body threw him a little off balance. He needed to focus on turning her into a writhing ball of pleasure before he could sate himself. He feared such an endeavour would likely make him go crazy, Helena was so different than any other woman he had been before, from her hairstyle to her attitude. She set him on fire earlier in the day, and now it was his turn to return the favor, he just needed to hold back on his own needs. He licked his tongue against her other thigh and grunted as another spark shot through him. His cock had thickened and filled out his tight shorts, causing him to groan against her as he stabbed his tongue inside her. A blistering wave of electricity rushed over his skin as she tensed under him, her fingers curling into the bed. Whatever it was, it was going to make him crazy, every time he rubbed his tongue against her lips sparks ran through his body. Electrifying his nerves, making his senses go haywire. Her scent thickened and wrapped around his head in a drugging cloud. He had to concede this fight. He couldn't contain himself any longer. He slid off her and stared at her desire heated eyes. "You're one naughty woman Helena," he growled huskily and hooked his fingers into his shorts and slowly slid them down his body, hiding himself from her view. Helena groaned in anticipation as she watched him, her plan seemed to have worked. He broke off fairly quickly which afforded her a quick grin. Even when he was playing at control, she still controlled the situation. She licked her lips as he stood back from the bed fully exposed to her view. His cock stood thick and tall against his rippled abs, she grinned at him as he stroked his himself slowly. Teasing her, he leaned back and groaned as he rubbed his balls with the careful, easy strokes on his shaft. Whiteout Ch. 04 She wanted him in her mouth, to tease him, to make him come for her. But she knew that was not what he had in mind as he approached her with a devilish grin. He growled at her, "I don't know what you do to me, but it's not going to affect how I want this to go. I'm controlling our lovemaking this time, and nothing you can do will change that." A challenge. One she was more than ready to meet, she thought. Hunter grabbed her thighs and spread them. He grinned at her and slid against her body. Sparks zapped through him again, he bit back a groan as he grasped his throbbing cock and rubbed himself over her wet slit. He panted as more fireworks exploded through him. "Take me Hunter, Fuck me hard," she purred at him huskily. He grunted and said, "Not this time honey, this time you're going to feel the burn." He slowly pushed inside her, sucking in a breath as fire encased him, sizzling up and down his nerves. He gritted his teeth to hold his composure as he inched his way towards heaven. Helena gasped at the fierce burning sensation as he leisurely sank into her, how he could stand such an inferno was beyond her understanding. She needed to make him crack or she would combust, so she wrapped her legs around his and dug her fingers into his back, urging him deeper. Hunter grinned at her devilishly as he gave her another inch, her nails clawed at him more solidly, letting him filter out the burn of the contact with the bite of her nails. After an agonizing wait, his breath blew out as he seated himself. Slowly, agonizingly, he drew himself out of her, all of his muscles screaming to resist the urge to pump into her. Helena looked up into his eyes, sweat running down his forehead, dripping onto her. To her, he was a demon lord, sexy and potent. No doubt he would make it that far. She pulled him down closer and kissed him gently, his sweat-damp chest rubbed against her. He groaned against her mouth and thrust again, torturously slow. He owned her right now, she couldn't do anything to move him from his path, he was going to burn her alive with pleasure. The sharp zap of chaotic energy running through her body was clouding her mind. How he wasn't reacting to it was beyond her understanding. She groaned as he dragged back from her and slid back in, her whole body was strung out and tense from his passion. Hunter felt like howling as the intensity of the demand to let loose was increasing with each sinking thrust into her. Heat surrounded him, electric sparks flashed through him with each motion, her nails biting into his back adding to the maelstrom of sensation flooding through him. A sharp growl ripped from his throat as he plunged into her. Her nails drew blood as he reared back and slammed into her. She had finally broken his composure, and it felt like her world had just exploded as he pummeled her with driving harsh thrusts. Fire ignited her senses, every motion inflamed her further until it felt like she was living flame. His eyes were almost black with the sheer intensity of his command of her body. She couldn't feel her body any longer, there was only his movements inside her, impaling her mind, her body and if she had one, her soul. The golden anchor points she felt locking into place earlier gleamed in her mind, growing stronger and more powerful, thickening out in taut poles. Hunter leaned over her and kissed her hard, demandingly as he erupted inside of her. Her eyes lost focus as she felt him collapse next to her panting harshly, his heart pounding rapidly against her. His hot sweat and rich scent curling around her as physical sensation returned to her. Hot boiling surges of pleasure coursed through her body as she turned to look at him, his eyes returning to their usual rich blue color. Her arms felt like lead weights as she reached up and stroked the tears rolling from his eyes. "Oh...fuck, that was intense and that's an understatement," said Hunter as he panted harshly. "Hunter, you can control me any time if that is the result," said Helena as she wiped the tears running from her eyes away. Hunter groaned and leaned against her, his wet chest brushing against his as he reached over her and pulled her into a snuggle and fell deep into sleep # # # Helena blinked her eyes open at the coarse mechanical sound outside. With a grimace, she realized the plows were clearing the highway. Pale light filtered in through the windows and she knew it was time for her to tell Hunter the truth. After the night they shared, she was terrified he would be upset and reject her. She looked over at him and decided to wait a little longer, he was gorgeous when he slept. She desperately wanted him to be her man, it just felt like they were meant to be together. She brushed the hair that had fallen over his eyes up onto his forehead. And when his eyes flicked open she grinned. "Good morning," she said softly. "Hey, morning," he said drowsily. He cursed softly as he heard the machines getting further away. "Guess we have to get going then, I'm supposed to be on duty this afternoon," he said. "Hunter, there is something I need to tell you," Helena said getting up from the bed. She began pacing to help her find the right words. There needed to be a balance, she needed to be direct yet not so much that she frightened him. "What?" he asked, worry creeping into his gaze. "I'm...Well, I've really enjoyed the last couple days with you, and not only because of the sex. I've enjoyed your companionship Hunter. It's been wonderful and I could get used to being with you like this. So, ok, um, well..." she cursed to herself, why was it so hard telling him? He needed to hear it so he could make a decision. "I'm just going to blurt it out. I'm a demon, Hunter, and I want you to come with me." She sat back down in the bed next to him, hoping he wouldn't run away from her. With a deep breath, the words began to flow, "A demon, well to be precise, a chaos demon. I know how human society has turned what once was common knowledge into fantastic legend, so now no one believes, but it's real. I'm real. I'm proof, Hunter. Demons do exist. I originally came here to learn how to control my emotions and powers, and in doing so, Hunter, I found you. I'm the reason we've been snowed in this cabin, my emotions created the storm. I have a better handle on them since being with you, and therefore the storm has subsided. I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. Like I said, I want you to come with me, to my home, so we can be together. Forever." Before he could come to his senses and hopefully craft an intelligent reply, she held up her hand to stop him and she spoke up again. Her hand moved to stroke his cheek, then down to his chest and she said, "Don't worry Hunter, I'll give you some time and some space to think about what I've said. I'll come to you tomorrow morning, hopefully that's enough time for you to think about my offer." She slid off the bed and grinned at him then closed her eyes and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. He looked at where she had been sitting, in shock and collapsed back to the bed with a groan. Was he going mad? He slipped off the bed and tugged on his shorts, he needed to get out of here and get ready for his shift this afternoon. Whiteout Ch. 05 In a daze, he gathered his clothes and dressed before he grabbed his wallet and keys from the table in the kitchen. He opened the door and braced against the sharp chill of the morning breeze. He walked towards the innkeeper's house to pay for the room. He opened the door and stepped inside. The old man at the desk looked up and smiled at him. "Don't worry about the room, it's been paid for Officer, have a safe trip home," he said, then looked back down at the computer screen. Hunter stilled at his words, it had to have been Helena. There would have been no one else. "Who paid for it?" he asked. The innkeeper grinned to himself, "The police department." "Ok, thanks," he said. Hunter turned around and pushed the door open, stepping outside. He was thoroughly confused now, everything had felt so real, was everything with Helena a vivid hallucination? He walked down the road towards his patrol car and paused, there was nothing to indicate that a second car had ever been there. The only indication of another vehicle in the area, was the heavy tracks from the snow plow. Shaking his head, he walked up to his car and brushed the snow off the windshield and windows. And opened the door and climbed into the driver's seat, and with some effort, he started the engine, and got moving down the highway towards his apartment. # # # By the time Hunter had arrived home, he had himself convinced that everything had been a vivid hallucination. Cabin fever, he attributed to being stuck in a wild snow storm and isolated from civilization for two days. He couldn't think of what happened anymore, as he needed to get cleaned up for his shift that started in a few hours. He pulled off his outer layers and poured himself a glass of water as he leaned against the bench. His thoughts drifted back to the event so the last couple days. After finishing his drink, he shook his head, convinced it all could be attributed to cabin fever, so he put the glass down and walked to the bathroom, stripping off his dirty uniform shirt and undershirt. He looked into mirror and grimaced. There were bruises on his hips and dark marks on his chest. Feeling a tingle on his back, he twisted around so he could look at his back in the mirror and saw dark scratches. A flood of passionate memories and heat flowed through his muscles like liquid lava. He groaned and grasped the sink. This was proof he couldn't refute or blame on "cabin fever". It all really happened. He wouldn't have such sore muscles if it had been just a vivid dream. Taking this through another logical step in his mind, he assumed it was real and therefore, it meant her disappearing right in front of him was also very real. She was right. He needed time to process it all. He rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands and then finished stripping. He was numb. He stepped into the shower and turned on the water, groaning as he flattened his hands against the wall, leaning into the water, the heat massaged the strain from his muscles. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back into the flow. After his shower, he pulled on a fresh pair of his thermal boxer shorts and opened his closet. He had to last through a ten hour shift before he could come home and get some sleep. His mind still raced over the implications of Helena's story. Her being a demon would account for the strange sensations he had around her. Did that mean he believed in demons and hell? This was all too much for his tired mind to philosophize about right now. He hoped a hard day at work would be the best way to put his thoughts of Helena from his mind. First things first, he had to find a way to pass the next three hours before he had to be on shift. He carried his uniform out to be ironed. Once he got to work, he needed to focus on being a cop. He needed to make sure he was clear-headed enough to do his job. # # # Helena anxiously paced the black marble floors of her room, located in the catacombs beneath the palaces of Hell, as she remembered everything that had happened with Hunter the past few days. He was everything she ever wanted in a man. He complemented her so well it felt like they were two pieces that needed to be joined together to make a whole. It was time for her to collect the items she would need for the conversion ritual, as she needed to prepare herself mentally for this as well. Everything she had found indicated the ritual was incredibly taxing on both parties. She couldn't remember her own conversion, so she had no personal memories to call on. She quickly left her room and walked down the torch lined path. She needed to visit the temple to retrieve the necessary supplies. The one thing that made her more anxious than anything was that Hunter may reject her, and she would be crushed if he did. She wouldn't give up on him, she was a demon after all. "Helena, nice to see you again," someone called out. Helena turned towards the voice and smiled. It was her best friend, Xandra, the wickedly naughty succubus who gave off delicious waves of chaos. "Xan! I have something to share with you," Helena grinned broadly. "Oh and what's that?" "My cursed powers sparked a major blizzard and I was stuck in a roadside inn for two days. And I met a man." "Sounds wickedly delightful. Details, spill them," she said wickedly. "He's a sexy police officer, and he's just as wild as I am in bed." Xandra giggled, "That sounds like a lot of fun. When do I get to meet this man?" "I actually need a favor from you. I need the demon ink for the ritual, but it would take me a few days to get it, and I don't want to leave him so long. I want to do the conversion in the morning. Would you be able to get some for me?" "I should be able to, how much do you need?" "I'm thinking of a dragon, because I want him to be big and majestic. Hunter deserves the best. I don't want what happened to me, to happen to him, so I want to get the best for him." "That certainly is a lot, but I think I can work something out." "Thank you Xan, he's six foot three of solid delicious muscle," Helena groaned and licked her lips, "When I first saw him naked, it reminded me of the cop you seduced." "Not like it was hard to do, but this guy must have a good soul for you to be so strongly attracted to him." "His soul glows. It's all nice and warm. Ok, so enough about me. What are you doing here anyway? Is that Wrath demon still pissed at you?" "Markus doesn't want to let it go, it was a harmless practical joke. We just thought he needed a bit of sex to loosen his 'uptightness'." Helena laughed and said, "A joke from succubi are never 'harmless' as you call them. As I recall, your friends knocked him out and made him look weak during sex." "Well hot, hard sex with beautiful women would do that to anyone." She laughed. "Besides, he's so delicious looking, and more appealing than those other incubi. A girl has got to have her morals, even if she is a succubus. I'll get the ink and take them to your rooms. I look forward to meeting this Hunter. Even his name is sexy." Helena grinned, "Thanks Xan, I'll bring him to meet you in a few days." She only hoped that he would accept her. # # # Hunter leaned back against the wall outside the precinct building. He didn't want to be here today, but it was at least something to take his mind off Helena. Visions kept popping into his head, like the way her skin looked after she showered, or the way her eyes glistened before she had an orgasm. He needed to stop thinking about these things, otherwise, he'd end up having a hard on during roll call. He looked at his watch then pushed off from the wall and walked up the stairs and entered the building. It was time to start his shift. He sat down at the meeting room table as the Sergeant stepped in, "We have a busy day on our hands here today, Stevens and Harvey are off with the flu. Because of today's weather conditions, we need to expect a range of traffic accidents, especially on the back roads. Just ask Barnet here. By the way, welcome back. "With that, Hunter's thoughts again went back to Helena. The way she liked to suck on his dick, how her assed swayed when she walked. He shook his head to remove the thoughts, but she was constantly there. "Barnet, Scoffield and Jordan, you'll be on traffic patrol today, we want to at least try and keep the amount of accidents down. Spencer and Lawrence you'll be on beat patrol, and Andrews you'll be working the cameras." His head snapped up at the mention of his name. He really needed to listen to what was being said. It could be a matter of life or death. The Sergeant asked, "Any questions?" Hunter only heard part of what was discussed during the meeting. Not good. "No? Time to get out there, be safe," he said then stood up and left the room. Once he got his car assignment, he went outside. He braced himself for the icy impact of the frigid air. After an intense blizzard, the air was usually very dry, and when it whipped against his skin, it burned. He hated winter, but it wouldn't be gone for another few months. He opened the car door and sat inside , readying the car. Hunter picked up his radio and said, "10-8 Officer Barnet." "10-8 Barnet." He put the radio back and started driving out of the lot. Sitting in the police car made him think about Helena, again. Shaking his head, he figured, he was probably going to end up going crazy by the end of his shift. # # # Three hours later, Hunter rested back in his seat with his eyes closed, he was tired, and he had already attended four minor accidents caused by people being careless on the still partially frozen roads. He had another seven hours before he could go home, he groaned as he remembered Helena's nails on him, stroking him. If he didn't stop right now, he'd end up exploding before the end of his shift. He rubbed his eyes as his radio crackled. "510, Suspect travelling along Route 2-16 heading west." Hunter stretched his arms, and pulled out the radio, "10-4, Barnet." He put the radio back down and turned over the engine, now at least there was going to be some action, he could already feel it tingling along his arms. He grinned as he pulled onto the road and started heading towards the suspect's location. "510, suspect now travelling south on Route 3-12." Hunter picked up his radio again and said, "10-4, Barnet, I'm closing in on him I'm currently travelling north on 3-12, please advise on suspect's vehicle?" "10-4 Barnet, suspect is travelling in a 1987 white Ford Taurus." "10-4," he said, keeping the radio open for use. Soon enough, a faded white Taurus came into view. He pulled the radio back up and said. "10-33, suspect in sight, in pursuit." The Taurus sped up rapidly and raced past him, Hunter grinned. He loved the adrenaline rush of a good chase. It built up in his body, making him feel alive. He quickly turned the car around in a tight circle, switching on the siren and gave chase. He was in his element now. The intense rush flowed up over his arms as he focused on staying on the tail of the suspect's vehicle. He grabbed his radio as the suspect entered the highway, "510, suspect now travelling south on Route 1-2." "10-4, units will stage a roadblock ten miles ahead." "10-4," he said as he dropped the radio back on his lap and pursued the target, staying right on his bumper. The adrenaline set his heart pounding as he focused on the Taurus and the howl of the sirens. Soon they came up to the rise where the highway left its elevated state and came to an off-ramp. He could see the wall of flashing lights approaching in the distance. He knew what he would do, it was a risk but something a criminal desperate to escape would consider. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel as the suspect did as he anticipated. The Taurus veered sharply off the road and on to the off ramp just behind the blockade. With fire pulsing through his body, he veered sharply off the edge of the road cursing as the wheels bounced heavily from the short drop and wrenched the wheel around, spinning it back in the north direction and continued the pursuit. Hunter grinned as he saw the obvious surprise in the suspect's body posture. In an attempt to lose him, the suspect ran off the road but didn't make it far, colliding with a signpost. Hunter stopped the car and got out quickly before the suspect could make a run for it. He pulled out his gun and grabbed the radio. "510, Suspect has run off the road and crashed into a signpost." "10-4 Barnet, units approaching." He aimed his gun at the car and yelled, "Get out of the car now with your hands in the air and lie face down on the ground!" The door popped open and a scraggly looking teenager stepped out of the car, he stepped up with his hands in the air. "Get face down on the ground!" he commanded as the other patrol cars raced up and came to a stop. The suspect laid down quietly on the ground, Hunter smirked, another one subdued. He holstered his gun and took his handcuffs off his belt and fastened them on the suspect's wrists. He gritted his teeth to stop any sounds from coming out as he flashed back to when Helena had cuffed him and tortured him with her tongue and fingers. "Put your hands behind your back kid. Don't fight me." Hunter was on edge, the adrenaline rush peaking. That coupled with thoughts of Helena were a volatile combination. "Go to hell," the kid made an attempt at being a bad-ass. He was no match for Hunter who out-weighed him by at least fifty pounds. The kid didn't even put up a fight, not like Helena. That's when realization hit him. Hunter put the cuffs on him, intentionally being a bit rough, "Hell, yeah, kid. That's where I'm gonna go." The other patrol cars came screeching to a halt around him. He got up off the kid's back when the cuffs were secured and helped him to his feet. Other officers took the suspect to their car as Hunter went back to his own vehicle to silence the siren. "So The Huntsman strikes again?" said a voice behind him, as he reached inside his car. He grinned as he turned around and said, "Phoebe, how you doing?" "Great, my transfer just got approved. I'm moving out of town. I got assigned to a country post at August Springs." "That's great. I heard it's beautiful out there during spring time." "Yeah it's beautiful any time of year out there. I'll let you get back to it. Paperwork is so awesome," he said and chuckled. Hunter waved goodbye to him and settled into the car. "10-19, Barnet," he said into the radio. He needed to get back to the station and fill out the paperwork. He knew what he was going to do now. He couldn't escape the thoughts of Helena plaguing him. # # # After five more grueling hours, he was back home, ready to pass out. Normally after a long shift with the amount of accidents and incidents he attended, he would leave the precinct energized and find sleep difficult. He usually ended up working out to burn off the excess energy. But now he was just tired and bored. He knew it would have to be a direct cause from his time with Helena. Looking at the clock, he yawned, one-fifteen, not long before Helena said she would be back. That thought should make him restless but, his body felt as heavy as weights. He needed to shower and get into bed before he passed out. Lying back on his bed after a shower, he looked up at the ceiling. Every muscle in his body ached with fatigue. He reached up, rubbed his eyes and groaned, annoyed at himself for being so stiff. His mind was racing with thoughts of Helena and what was going to happen when she showed up. If she showed up, he was doing nothing but worrying himself. His muscles were too tired to even move right now, but his mind was racing too much for him to believe he could fall into the sleep he desperately needed. After what felt like an eternity, he slipped into the deep well of sleep, floating peacefully through nothingness, as a shroud of comfort and relaxation surrounded him, until he felt a presence nearby pulling him out of his slumber. Helena looked down at her Hunter, the sheets had fallen down to his waist exposing every firm inch of his ripped abs and solid pecs. She licked her lips as she took her fill of his masculine glory. She was in her true form, her barbed tail swaying behind her, dark red scales covered her left shoulder and over her back. She always assumed that they were the mark of her specific demonic bloodline and had never found anything to disprove that to herself. Hunter's eyes slowly slid open. He blinked several times and rubbed them as he struggled to comprehend was what going on. There was a "woman" standing in front of him. She had a long black tail with sharp barbs, and it was flicking from side to side. Dark red scales covered her left shoulder, and her black eyes watched him. Her lips curled into a smile, and he felt extremely exposed with that dark gaze on him, tremors shivered up his spine as he caught her gaze. "Nice to see you again Hunter, have you thought about what we discussed?" she purred. Hunter groaned, her voice was deeper, sexier somehow, it ignited his blood. His boxers suddenly became too small for his body. "Of course," he said, his voice coming out a little breathless, and he cursed himself for his irrational reaction. What was happening to him that he couldn't control himself around her? "What is your answer Hunter? I want you to come with me, but it's your decision." "I'd love to go with you, I've missed you all day and I can't stop thinking about you," said Hunter with a slight grin on his face. "Ok." She smiled, happier than she could have even imagined that he chose her. "Brace yourself, because this is going to hurt." Uncertain of what was going on, he looked at her questioningly as her tail whipped around and staked him straight through the heart. A great spear of pain shattered him, as he gasped, trying to drag in breath, as his heart fluttered with her tail embedded inside of him. A wall of darkness washed over him and engulfed him in crushing blackness. Once Hunter stopped seizing and laid flat on the bed, Helena slowly pulled her tail out. Fine gossamer threads of vibrant white light wisped around her tail, as she pulled his soul free from his physical body. She drew it around her tail and then looked down at him. He was going to make an amazing demon. Walking into the bathroom, she picked up a pair of scissors and slashed her hand. Quickly, she drew the ritual circle on the mirror then touched the centre. The mirror shimmered and warped, then became a translucent portal. She leaned into the mirror and disappeared into the hell portal. Whiteout Ch. 06 Helena stepped out of the swirling portal from the bathroom mirror and into her apartment. She shrugged her muscles to get the travel stress out of them before she walked into her bedroom. She noticed the tall elaborate vase on the bedside table and grinned. She would have to thank Xandra later for her help with her preparations. All she needed to do now was add the final ingredient, her blood. She stepped over to the table and picked up the curved ceremonial athame with ancient symbols etched into the blade. She ran her fingers over the delicate engravings. Bracing herself, Helena quickly slashed the blade over her wrist. The symbols began glowing brightly as she allowed her blood to spill into the urn of black ink that swirled with power. As soon as the first drop of blood touched the surface of the ink, the intricate design work on the vase began to glow, flaring brighter with each drop of her blood. As soon as her blood stopped falling into the vase, she flicked her glowing tail still encasing Hunter's soul, up and grasped the base with her hand. The heat of Hunter's soul energy scorched her palms as she pushed her hands up her tail coalescing his spirit. Once her hands reached the barbs, she let go and flicked her tail behind her. The blazing light gathered into a solid orb as it hit the ground. Soon it spread across the smooth floor as Hunter's body materialized from the illuminating glow of his soul. Hunter's eyes fluttered open and he groaned as every nerve in his body burned with stress and tension. Slowly, his eyes focused as he took in his surroundings, flames flickered on torches hanging at angles from the wall. Elaborate black marble ran underneath him with intricate grey and silver veins. Then he saw Helena's tail on the floor, he blinked again then looked up. Helena grinned at Hunter and said, "Welcome back Hunter, this is my home, I hope you like it as much as I do." she licked her lips at his sprawled naked form. Hunter groaned as spikes of pain stabbed him as he tried to sit up, "Well when you said it was going to hurt I thought you meant the teleporting device." "Living beings can't cross through a realm portal, it doesn't work, so I did what I had to do, but unfortunately it's not over yet. I think you would be more comfortable on the bed," she grinned and reached down and helped him to his feet. Hunter stumbled over to the bed and sat down, "I at least need to lie down, feeling dizzy." "It's only going to get worse, it's the soul call. Unless I bind yours to mine, you're going to feel an unstoppable pull to leave this realm and go up to heaven with the stuffy angels," she said. "Well get on with it Hel, I can take anything you throw at me," he said with a sly grin. "Let's see then, shall we?" she grinned deviously. She turned to the glowing vase, picked up the athame and dipped it in the ink. She submerged it up to the hilt before withdrawing it. The blade crawled with a malefic blackness as she approached him. "To tell you the truth Hunter, I have no idea how much this is going to hurt. She cautioned him as she approached him. She hovered the blade over his shoulder and pressed the blade to his shoulder, picturing the majestic dragon she had spent most of her time constructing while waiting for him to decide to be hers. Sheer agony burst over his skin as the ink flowed off the athame and spilled onto his body, streaming like a river of molten lava over his flesh. Helena gritted her teeth and tightened her hold on the blade. It pulsed with furious intensity as the ink cascaded off the blade and flowed over his skin. Keeping the image of the dragon in her mind was taxing as the blade drew energy from her. Hearing Hunter's cries of agony as the sea of black coursed and pulsed over his skin was almost enough to break her concentration. It came as a surprise when the blade suddenly stopped moving. She looked down at him and grinned, a black claw hung over his shoulder. She looked to his face and was relieved to see he was still conscious. They were still not done. There was one more task that needed completing. She reached out and ran her nails and her palm up his leg to his thigh, stroking him tenderly. He watched her with darkening eyes as passion flared in his stormy blue depths. "Damn, demons certainly have a thing for pain," he said huskily as her nails continued to stroke his thigh. She grinned deviously and said, "I know, it's so much fun though, adds an extra spice to things. One more thing needs to be done." He gasped as she reached up , seizing his thickening cock, stroking it gently, her nails running over him. Her other hand stroking and fondling his balls, his breathing increased as she licked her lips and leaned over him. She sucked one of his nipples and nipped him making him groan. "I bet I can guess what that is," he said breathlessly. She smirked and said, "Of course." She leaned down then and inhaled his cock to the back of her throat. He gasped and jerked against her sudden attack, chills rippled over his skin as she teased him to full hardness before she pulled back. He whimpered softly as she grasped his thighs and pushed them open, she slid up his legs groaning as the hair on his legs brushed against her legs. Helena sighed in pleasure as she slid down slowly over his cock, pulsing inside her with every inch she took in. Hunter reached up and grasped her hips and pulled her down hard onto his length. Fire exploded across his body as he felt a tugging sensation on his left shoulder. It itched as his skin began to toughen and thicken. Hunter cursed as the pulling became more intense, Helena looked into his eyes and whispered huskily, "Ignore it, it's meant to happen this way." She leaned down and kissed him passionately, rolling her hips over his, he moaned into her kiss as she squeezed his throbbing cock with her folds, massaging him. Driving him crazy with need as fire speared through his body setting him on fire. Helena speared her tongue into his mouth and devoured him as flames spread over him, the skin directly under his hairline began growing rougher and pulling together tightly. She slid her hips back and pushed down on him, arcing sparks of pleasure flowed through her as Hunter filled her so completely, she groaned against his lips as his body became enflamed. He was so hot right now, he was losing himself. He reached up and caressed Helena's back as she rode him slowly. She was anchoring him, stopping him from being consumed by the fire raging inside of him, scorching him. The base of his spine began to burn and ache as Helena continued to ride him slowly. Helena reached up and brushed his cheek as the sharp curled horns finished forming on his brow. Hunter shivered and moaned as his tail burst out of him, dual sensations of sharp burning pain from the transformation and the hot bliss of Helena above him sliding back and forth. A strange weight began growing from his tailbone as the pain receded and was overtaken by the overwhelming pleasure on his senses. He grasped her hips and thrust up into her, a lash of tension radiated up his back. He looked around as his tail rose up, the dark barbs visible. It thumped back to the bed as he cursed. Helena grinned wickedly at him and squeezed him tightly making him moan in pleasure. "You have some new body parts now too," she whispered to him huskily, as she rode him more solidly now. Her hands dug into his chest hair, teasing his sensitized skin. Hunter growled, his eyes flashing hot, with the bulky mass of his new tail, he knocked her tail to the side as he grasped her hips and flipped them. Helena gasped in surprise as Hunter leaned down and devoured her lips while slamming his hips down to her. He snarled into their passionate embrace and grasped her tighter before driving into her hard and fast. A thick heavy layer of chaotic energy exploded around them, surrounding them in a maelstrom of electricity. Hunter snarled savagely at her as she dragged her nails down his back as he slammed into her faster, harder. She hissed at him and stroked her tail down, moaning deeply, his muscles spasmed at the massive surge of electricity that thrummed through his new body. She grinned deviously as she stroked his tail, making him jerk as he held her hips tighter. He pulled his tail away from her and slid into her roughly, "You don't play fair," he growled as another tremor shuddered through him from her caressing his tail. "Of course I don't, I'm a demon, baby," she said huskily before wrapping her legs around him and flipped them over. He gasped and groaned as her tail continued its sensual torture on his. The chaotic energy swirling around them intensified, as she dug her nails into his pecs and slammed herself down on him. She had him right where she wanted him, with a thought she drew in all the chaotic energy she could amass and let it rise to the surface. She leaned forward and kissed him deeply, letting the chaos flow into his body. He tensed and jerked as riotous sensations sliced through him. He grabbed her hips tightly and slammed up to her. The chaos scorched his body, burning everything away inside of him. He could feel a second presence flooding into his body. He gasped as he felt flashes, fragments of memories that weren't his. He looked into Helena's eyes in wonder, she stroked his tail again making him gasp. He was drowning in the vast sea of pleasure, ripping his senses apart. His mind was so scrambled right now he couldn't feel anything else other than her energy seeping into him, locking into his core. She could feel every inch of his marvelous body, like it was her own, and she kissed him again, pouring herself into him. When his soul reached out and touched hers, she almost passed out. The explosion of feeling was so intense, tears leaked out of her eyes. She could see everything he had ever done or felt. Tears fell from his eyes as well, as he felt truly connected to her. He could feel every single part of her. Every sensation she experienced rocked through him like a crashing, demolishing wave, then exploded, throwing him into another plane altogether. He felt every last drop of himself flowing into her. The feeling was so intense, she couldn't register it all, as the last of her being flowed into him. They were one, their souls fully merged. At that realization, all sense of being collapsed as they fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms. # # # Helena awoke to the slight brush to her back, she grinned as she felt his new tail stroking her. She looked up at him and grinned, the feel of his hard muscles under her. She moved her tail and stroked his thigh. He sighed and mumbled "Hey gorgeous." "Hey, you're a full demon now. Want to have a look?" she asked with a grin. He grinned and slid off the bed. "Of course, where's your mirror?" Helena slid off the bed and gestured for him to follow her into the bathroom. He grinned and watched her tail flick behind her. He followed her, shuddering, as he remembered all the things she could do with it. He entered and looked around for the mirror. Stepping towards Helena, he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw his imposing reflection. He had sharp twisted horns protruding from his forehead, an impression of a black claw crawled over his right shoulder in an intricate tribal pattern. Over his left shoulder, blood red scales similar to armour plating covered it. What grabbed his attention the most was the thick ropey tail curling behind him. Helena walked over to him and traced the tattoo on his back with her nails. "My marking turned out very nicely." "There's more of it?" "Have a look at your back." Hunter twisted around and grinned as he saw the intricacy of the markings over his shoulder, reaching down to his waistline and slightly past it. "I thought a majestic dragon would be fitting for you. The ink is demon ink, and it's used to initiate chaos demons. It was also imbued with my blood that allowed our souls to connect. You should be able to feel our bond." Hunter closed his eyes and opened his senses, groaning as he felt a spark of sensation. When it shocked him again, he opened his eyes and watched her stroke a nail over her arm. "Wow that's amazing." "It is, and it will let each of us know when the other is in trouble." "That should be useful. So what do you do around here?" he asked with a glimmer in his eyes. "Mostly I'm terrorizing people on the Earth plane. It's more fun being a chaos demon up there then it is down here. But there are things that we can do here to have fun. I need to teach you how to take human form though. Just think of your human body and the changes will reverse themselves." "Cool," said Hunter, he closed his eyes and envisioned his mortal form, feeling an itch spreading all over his body, and after a moment, he opened his eyes and looked in the mirror. All the changes had disappeared except for the tattoo. "I got you some clothes to wear down here. I don't want the succubi thinking of you as an easy target," she said and tossed him a sexy smirk then moved over to her closet. She opened it and pulled out a pair of black leather pants and handed them to him. Hunter took the pants and pulled them on. They seemed to mould to his legs, accentuating his muscles. Helena quickly dressed in a black leather skirt and bustier and said, "I'll show you around, there's also someone I want to introduce you to." "Sounds like a plan, lead the way." She grinned and took his hand, leading him out of her rooms and into the rock tunnels of the catacombs. A demon passed by them, and started to shimmer, changing. Helena couldn't believe what she was seeing, it was the old man from the inn she stayed in. "You! Did you have anything to do with this?" The demon turned around and said, "Of course, you needed it anyway Hel..." he broke of then his eyes gleamed black and turned his gaze to Hunter and said in a dark voice. "The shadow has been unleashed, Avalos the Devourer is coming... the only way is... the five... find the five... stop the Devourer... or all is lost..." The black faded from his eyes, then he disappeared in front of them. "Ok Helena, what the hell was that about?" he asked bewildered. "Uhh... I don't know, because I haven't been around long enough to know these sorts of things." "But I do, Avalos is the most ancient of evils, some believe he was spawned the same time as the Heavenly Father. But what I do know is if Avalos has managed to break his bonds, it's a very bad situation. He is the Devourer of all creation, he exists merely to destroy," said a tall muscular man as he approached them. "Markus, nice to see you down here, so what do you suggest we do about it?" asked Helena. "We need to start looking for the five mortal souls that balance the five demon souls to fulfill the prophecy of five," said Markus. "How do we do that?" asked Hunter. "We just need to wait for a sign," were Markus' parting words. "And in the meantime," Helena turned to Hunter after Markus disappeared, "you have some time to become a strong demon warrior." "And I also have time to make love to my demon lover." Hunter kissed her, once again, showing her his passion was never going to falter. I hope you enjoyed this :D this is the first book in the Demon Souls series, in the next book you will get to meet Markus and get a peak into his long dark history