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Coming of Age Ch. 02

By: Khrystyne



Rowan was beginning to feel nervous. This was new for her, as she was so used to being in control of all her feelings. What if no one showed up? What if she fell walking down the stairs? What if her bosom popped out of the extremely low cut dress? So much to worry about and she couldn't stop herself. 

"Mother, please go see if the guests have arrived. I don't hear much noise" pleaded Rowan. 

"Now darling, you know it is very nearly time for us all to go downstairs. There's no use in needlessly running about. You shall see soon enough." her mother replied. 

There was no point in arguing with her mother now. She had spent all morning pushing her mother to the brink with her procrastinations. Pushing her now would hardly help if she needed to persuade her in the case of any would be suitors. 

A knock at the door indicated it was time to make her grand entrance. Rowan could hardly breathe. Maybe she could feign illness and beg out of it? No, mother would never fall for it. Too much time and money had been spent on making this night special. She must go through with it. Rowan walked arm in arm with her mother to the first landing of the staircase. From here she must enter alone. 

Mother walked ahead to alert the orchestra while Rowan stood with her maids fussing about her hair and dress. 

"Stop ladies. If I am not beautiful enough already, there is nothing you can do in the next 30 seconds to fix it. Leave me be."

The maids fell back to give Rowan some breathing room. Not that her corset would allow for any deep breaths. Rowan tried to calm herself before hearing the music to indicate her entrance.

"Now or never" she thought as she started descending the stairs. She kept her chin up and her eyes on her destination. She feared that if she looked at the crowd, she would stumble and make a spectacle of herself.

*****

Tristan and Rhys had been walking about the room, hoping to procure some female companionship for the evening's festivities. Tristan set eyes upon several worthy ladies, but Rhys was not so happy with the selection. 

"Come on Rhys, surely at least one of these fine ladies would be suitable to dance with this evening. You don't need to plan for a future together, only for a few hours of fun." Tristan teased.

Rhys was not amused. "No, Tristan. I don't feel like playing a piece of meat tonight. All these women look at me as if they are starving dogs and I could be their next meal. Is it too much to ask that they compose themselves like the highborn women they are supposed to be?"

Tristan was taken aback. Rhys had always seemed to enjoy when a lady chose to make a meal of him. He certainly wouldn't turn a woman away if she wanted his meat. The thought got his mind stirring and all he wanted to do was find a willing lass and take a tumble. 

"If you say so, Rhys. I'm not turning my nose up at the goods being offered. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."

Rhys watched Tristan walk off with a familiar young lady, heading out towards to back gardens. "Same old Tristan," Rhys thought. Tristan seemed happy to rut and drink, then rut some more. Rhys was afraid that his friend's rakish behavior was going to catch up with him someday, but no amount of talking was going to change his mind. "Let him find out on his own," he decided.

At that moment, the music changed and all the room turned towards the staircase. From his vantage point across the room, Rhys could see a beautiful woman descending from above like an angel descending from heaven. What in the world was going on? This ball was supposed to be for his best friend's kid sister; a dirty, disheveled, mess of a girl that held a perpetual look of loathing in her eyes. This could not be her. This woman was all beauty and grace. 

Rhys had to get a better look at the woman coming down the stairs. Damn Tristan for leaving him like this. He needed to know who this woman was that was taking the place of his best friend's sister. Rhys did his best to casually walk across the room without drawing too much attention. He needn't have worried. All eyes were focused on the woman nearing the bottom of the stairs. As Rhys broke through the crowd, he saw Tristan's father, Gerald Barclay, approach the young lady and offer her his arm. 

What madness was this? Had the Barclays another daughter he did not know about? He had to get answers and the best way he could think of was the most direct. He followed Mr. Barclay over to the dais where the young lady would be standing to receive her guests. Rhys intended to be the first in line. The Marquess of Warren then called out to welcome everyone to the debut of his lovely daughter, Miss Rowan Barclay. 

A round of applause filled the room while Rhys stood speechless. Everyone seemed eager to make the acquaintance of the young debutante. Many had seen her before, but no one had ever seen her quite like this. Rhys managed to regain control of his senses enough to speak to Mr. Warren and remark upon the amazing transformation of the Marquess' youngest daughter.

"Here, here, my young Mr. Carlton. Surely you were capable of seeing beneath her wildness in youth to marvel at the young beauty she would become. You two were practically raised together, although she is a few years your junior." Rowan's father chided. Gerald was a shrewd businessman and understood quite well what it would mean for his daughter should his son's friend take an interest in her. 

Rowan was not so impressed. She had seen her brother and Rhys playing their little games among the ladies at court. Women shamelessly threw themselves at the pair of rakes, hoping to become the fortunate lady to win the heart of one of the wealthy men. Rowan would just as soon marry a butcher's son as to fancy that this man was interested in her. She turned towards the crowd to see what other eligible men had come to witness her debut and left her father to deal with the scoundrel. 

As Rowan looked about the room, she noticed many familiar faces. Her sister Lauren was standing with their mother and younger brother, Rodrick. 

Lauren's husband Gregor was seated at a nearby table with the children, Westley and Charlotte. Although the children were quite young, they were both very well behaved. 

At the table next to them, Rowan saw her good friend Anna. Anna's debut wouldn't happen for another 8 months. Oh, how she wished she could be sitting at the table with her friend, laughing and joking about the poor girl being haggled over. Instead, tonight she was that poor girl. Rowan managed to catch Anna's eye and the two shared a distant sigh. 

The room seemed to be full of notable men and women from across the country. Rowan was not sure if they were here of their own accord or because her father's title demanded it. She was sure that her father would start taking offers for her hand soon, considering the large dowry being offered. 

Conspicuously missing from the festivities was her brother Tristan. With Rhys here, Rowan was sure that her brother couldn't be far. She could only imagine what mischief he was getting himself into.

******

Tristan and his companion crept quietly towards the back of the garden. Tucked behind a row of shrubbery was a sitting area perfect for private encounters. Tristan pulled his lady around the corner and swept her up into his arms. Mary was a repeat guest to the garden area and knew well what to expect next. 

Tristan had his left hand on the small of her back, pulling her tightly against him, and the right at the nape of her neck. Without a word, he moved in for a kiss.

Mary knew she shouldn't be back in the garden with Tristan yet again. She could almost hear her mother scolding "Why would a man marry a woman who allows him to sample her wares for free?" There was no way mother could understand what it was like to be kissed by Tristan Barclay. As soon as he put his hand to her neck, she knew could not deny him. 

As he leaned in, Mary parted her lips in anticipation. He had the most beautiful lips she had ever seen on a man. Thick and full, they had a natural pink tone and she knew they would taste as sweet as strawberries. As their lips met, Mary's heart swooned. He kissed her deeply, taking no time in showing how much he wanted her. He gently started sucking on her bottom lip. His hand slid around from her neck to caress her face. Mary closed her eyes as Tristan kissed her more passionately, sliding his tongue into her mouth to dance with hers. 

Oh, how this man knew her. As he continued to kiss her, he brought his other hand up to cup her face. As he pulled away, Mary opened her eyes to see him staring down at her. He took his thumb and rubbed it across her lips and down her chin. Gently, he kissed her again then pulled away.

"I've missed you, Mary." Tristan said softly.

"I've missed you, too." Mary replied.

"I was hoping to see you tonight. I made sure your name was on the guest list."

Mary's heart swelled. "That was very kind of you, my lord." 

Mary had been eagerly awaiting an invitation from the moment she heard the rumors that Tristan's sister was coming of age. She hoped it meant she was in Tristan's favor. He never made promises, but he did seem to spend a lot of time and energy seeking her company. 

Tristan's lips turned up in a sheepish grin as he said "Let's see if we can find a way for you to repay my kindness."

His mouth crushed upon hers once again. His hand slid down the bodice of her gown to cup her breast and give it a light squeeze. Mary sighed as she leaned into him, encouraging him to continue. His hot breath traced down the length of her neck as he trailed kisses to the top of her exposed breasts. He had a hell of a time seeking her nipples with them trussed up in this contraption of a dress. Damn these tight corsets! He longed to have her in a private room with unlimited time. For now he would have to settle for less access and what satisfaction he could get. He would make it up to her at a later date.

"Mary, darling, we seem to have a conundrum." Tristan whispered in her ear.

"What is wrong, dearest?"

"Your clothing allows me no access to your beautiful body, and I fear we cannot take the time or the chance of undressing you and redressing you for the ball." Tristan replied.

"What would you have me do, my love?"

"May I beg the service of your luscious mouth, darling? I shall make it up to you as soon as time allows."

Mary took Tristan's hand and pulled him towards the bench. She turned to sit in the chair and proceeded to unfasten Tristan's breeches. She felt so daring as to allow him such a release right outside his sister's ball. Anyone could walk out and catch them in the act. The risk added to the thrill. Once his breeches were open, she gently released his manhood from his small clothes. 

Tristan's cock was magnificent. He was already standing tall, at nearly 8 inches in length. Mary had never seen any other man naked, but she couldn't imagine anyone to compare to her Tristan. The length was not even the most impressive part, for when fully erect, Mary had trouble wrapping her fingers all the way around his thick shaft. Mary had yet to allow Tristan to take her maidenhead, but she knew he would be the one. They had done almost everything but that, and she couldn't wait to feel his glorious cock buried deep within her womb. 

Mary leaned in to lick along the length of this shaft. She ran her tongue all the way from the base to just below the bulbous head. She snaked around to the other side and licked all the way back to the base. She lifted it up and closed her lips around the underside of the shaft, gently suckling as she came back down the length. She could tell how excited Tristan was becoming by the way he was gripping the back of her head with both hands. Finally she grasped the shaft with a firm grip and opening her mouth wide, took the end into her mouth. She was careful not to touch her lips to it until it was fully in her mouth, then closed her lips around it and ran her tongue all around the head. 

Tristan was in heaven. In the few short weeks they had been intimate, Mary had learned a great deal in how to please him. She started to pump her hand gently up and down as she sucked on the head, twirling her tongue around it. After a few seconds, she opened her mouth and allowed some saliva to run down the sides of the shaft to lubricate the sliding motion of her hand. Tristan moaned and pulled her head back towards his cock, encouraging her to continue. 

Mary increased the pressure of her sucking while also increasing the speed of her pumping hand. With her free hand, she gently cupped his scrotum, massaging his balls in her palm. Her head was quickly bobbing up and down. Tristan felt a tingling at the base of his cock; he knew he wouldn't hold out much longer. He knew he had better let her know before it was too late.

'Mary, I'm going to cum!"

Always before, he would warn her and Mary would finish him off by hand. Tonight she wasn't stopping. He repeated his warning. 

"Mary, I'm about to cum right now!"

Still she continued. Tristan couldn't hold it any longer. He let out a primal groan as his seed spilled into her mouth. Mary tried valiantly to swallow his entire load, but his cock was so large and there was so much of it. A small amount spilled from the corners of her mouth and down her bottom lip to her chin. A large drop of it fell to the top of her bosom. Mary pulled back and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. 

Tristan caressed her cheek lovingly before putting his manhood back into his breeches. He looked to her bosom and saw the mess, so he offered her his handkerchief. Once Mary had cleaned herself off, he took her hands and pulled her up into an embrace. He crushed her lips with his in a deep kiss. This woman drove him wild. 

He knew that she loved him. He cared deeply for her as well. He could see himself married to her someday. But not today. For now, he still enjoyed the life of a carefree bachelor. Maybe someday, but until then he would enjoy all the bountiful wares she cared to bestow upon him. 

****

Rowan had greeted many of her guests. There were still a few in the receiving line, but most had made it through and had found tables throughout the ballroom. Many of the men in attendance had spoken to her kindly, but none of them really caught her eye. Some had asked her questions, which she answered politely but without encouraging conversation. She truly wanted to just get through this part of the night so she could be free to pursue a man of her desire. The most frustrating of the night was that damn rogue Rhys. He had the audacity of asking for the first dance! With her father standing there, she knew she could not refuse him, so she agreed. Now he was standing back at the end of the receiving line to make sure he could claim her before anyone else got the chance.

For once, Rowan was wishing that her brother would show up. If Tristan came back, maybe he could convince Rhys to leave the party in search of some loose women willing to entertain them for the evening. Where was that insolent brother of hers?!

Speak of the devil, Rowan thought, as her brother came through the garden entrance at the far side of the room. And who was that trailing behind him but Mary Stewart, the merchant's daughter. Mary was not of noble birth, but her father had made a fortune in the textile trade. Tristan had been calling upon her frequently. With her father's money, Mary could have looked forward to a comfortable life as a noble's wife had she been more cautious of her behavior. On more than one occasion she had been in Tristan's company without a chaperone. Surely her reputation had been ruined but good. She couldn't see Tristan offering for her hand, so she assumed poor Mary would be left with few options, even with her father's money.

Too quickly the end of the line came and Rhys approached her to claim his dance. He offered her his arm as he asked "Shall we?"

Rowan rolled her eyes and let out a defeated sigh as she took his arm and let him lead her to the dance floor. All eyes were upon them as they waited for the music to start. Rowan was the envy of every single woman in the room with Rhys holding her in a formal stance. Never before had Rhys Carlton requested the first dance at any debutante ball. Rowan could barely maintain eye contact. What did he want? She knew what kind of reputation he had. Rowan had no plans of becoming his plaything. She couldn't figure out what game he was playing.

****

Rhys had no idea what he was doing. This was his best friend's sister! What was he thinking?! Tristan would kill him if he thought Rhys was making a play for Rowan. Was he? He hadn't been thinking straight since he saw her walk down the staircase. He didn't even think about it, he just knew he had to talk to her, get closer to her and find out what happened to the young girl that used to annoy him by following him and Tristan wherever they went. In her place was a beautiful woman he had never truly looked at before. 

Maybe he could convince Tristan that he was only dancing with her to be polite, as a favor to the family for being so kind to him over the years. He could even tell him it was to help draw attention to her and open up more possibilities for offers. If other men saw that he might be interested, they might take more notice of her... But did he want them to notice her? 

All these thoughts were flying through his mind as he stood with Rowan waiting on the music to start. The first dance would be a waltz, since they were the only dancers on the floor. Other dancers would join them a few moments after the music started. It was precisely why he asked for the first dance. It would guarantee him at least 15 minutes alone with her. Although, now that he had her alone, he had absolutely no idea what to say to her. She barely looked at him and seemed upset. He had to think of something fast.

"Are you enjoying your party?" he asked quickly.

"It's hard to say, as it's only just begun." She replied curtly.

"You look exceptionally beautiful tonight. I didn't recognize you at first." 

"Is that why you asked me to dance? You thought I was someone else?!" Rowan asked. She felt humiliated; he didn't even know who he had been staring at, as if he hadn't known her for the last 15 years!

"No, no, that's not it at all. I meant that you looked different than normal. Clean and polished, like a true lady." Rhys explained.

"So you are saying you don't like the way I normally look? You only noticed me because I look different? If I had looked like I normally do, I suppose I wouldn't be suffering through these attentions of yours?!" Rowan was really worked up now.

Rhys knew he had to diffuse this situation, and fast. How had things gone so downhill in such a short amount of time?

"Rowan, please, I didn't mean it like that at all. I have known you for more than 15 years, and in all this time you were only Tristan's little sister. Tonight I took notice in how exceptionally beautiful you have grown and thought only to pay you a compliment. I have no ill intentions towards you, as I would wish no insult towards your family. Please, allow me to dance with you and when it is through, if you choose never to speak to me again, I will understand."

Rowan was truly surprised. Maybe he had no ulterior motives. She decided to forget the quarrel and use this time to just enjoy her ball. At least her first dance would be with someone familiar to her. 

The music started and Rhys took the lead. Rowan marveled at what a wonderful dancer he was. She did her best to follow his steps, and he had her twirling all about the dance floor. Rhys noticed that she was struggling, so he decided to help.

"Look at me." He said. 

Rowan was looking everywhere trying to get her bearing. She locked eyes with him.


Coming of Age Ch. 02



"Keep looking me in the eyes. Don't look away. Feel my body move, and follow my movements. Don't fight against me, just flow with me like water."

Rowan did as he asked and soon she was easily keeping pace with him. Her body became attuned to the small shifts in his weight and was able to follow his movements effortlessly. 

Other couples had joined them, but Rowan took no notice. It was as if Rhys were the only other person in the room. Soon she was laughing and breathless, but she never took her eyes from Rhys. When Rhys quit moving, she realized the music had stopped. The outside world flooded back in, making Rowan feel as if a spell had been broken. He bowed to her, and she curtsied in return. He walked her back to the dais to await her next admirer. 

As they walked, Rowan felt conflicted. She had never felt attracted to Rhys, but she desperately wanted to dance with him again. She knew it would be considered un-lady like, but she decided she would request another dance with him. Looking at the group of admirers waiting on her return, she decided she better ask before they got there. Most of those men looked to be of the same age as her father! She had to do something, fast.

"Rhys, stop a moment. I need to talk to you." She requested.

Rhys stopped and looked at her. He was almost afraid of what she was going to say next.

"I know you are a good friend to my brother, and I hate to inconvenience you, but could you please help me this evening?" 

Rhys felt his heart skip a beat. He willed himself to breathe as he replied as calmly as he could, 'Anything to help the sister of my dear friend. What do you desire?" 

"I have no intention of becoming engaged this evening. None of these men even know me, let alone love or respect me. I prefer not to get their hopes up. Would it be too much to ask to have you dance with me a few more times throughout the night to give them the impression that I favor you, and vice versa, to keep the hounds at bay. I hate to ask you to pretend to be interested in me, but it would certainly be better than having them paw all over me all night."

Did Rhys dare play along with her ruse? How would the Barclays feel when they realized he had no intention of offering for her hand? This could be a dangerous game, but looking into her eyes he could not refuse her. 

"It would be my honor, my lady. How often shall we dance?"

"I would prefer every dance be with you, but I'm sure father would object. Can you be at my side for every fourth song? I can feign a need for rest as well, which will limit the numbers I need dance with. Is this agreeable to you?"

Rhys would have gladly danced every song with her, but she was right about her father.

"I find this agreeable. I will be back in three songs." He walked her the remaining distance to the dais and kissed her hand as they parted. 

****

Rowan had a plan. She finally figured out how she would keep her father from accepting offers for her hand. She needed to talk to Anna. She took her father's arm after Rhys turned away and whispered in his ear.

"Father, I need to catch my breath and quench my thirst. Please explain to the next gentleman that I need to sit this one out, but I will be ready for the next song."

With that, she turned and walked to Anna's table without waiting for a reply. 

Anna had a look of concern as she saw Rowan coming her way.

"What are you thinking? You can't just walk away like that!" Anna exclaimed.

"Don't worry, I told father I need a small break and a drink. I had to speak to you. I have figured out a solution to my problem! Sit and listen, I must be quick."

Anna listened as Rowan explained the details of her plan. 

"He agreed to feign interest for tonight. If I can get him to continue the ruse for a few weeks that may give me time to court a man of my choosing and decide who I want to marry. Then we can stop the charade and I will explain to father that we had a falling out. It's perfect! Father would never accept an offer from someone else if he believed Rhys to be interested."

"Are you sure he will agree?" Anna asked

"Of course he will. I won't demand that he stop his roguish behavior with other women. What do I care who he ruts with. As long as he can keep it hidden from my father and convince him he is interested in me, everything should work out fine. I just have to make sure Tristan agrees to go along with it as well. He could ruin everything if he let slip about some of their exploits in front of father." 

"It sounds like it may work. You better hurry back, your father looks irritated. The song is almost over."

Rowan drank down a glass of champagne and hurried back to her father with a large smile on her face. She was positive her plan would work.



Coming of Age Ch. 02



Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in any sexual acts if their ages are not mentioned beforehand; are over 18 years of age. Enjoy.

Hey Everyone,

Here is Chapter 2 of my latest series, I hope you enjoy it. 

Now I am going to answer some frequently asked questions and answer some anonymous questions:

From Chapter 15 of Split in Time:

Where is page 4?

Sorry guys, I guess I should have labelled it Extract from a Newspaper, and funnily it was pure coincidence that the chapter ended on page three. The it's a boy part of the chapter was purely a way to let you know that Amy gave birth to a boy before jumping fourteen years into the future and have him suddenly there.

From Chapter 1 of Coming of Age:

Why did you have to make the madam Alpha the perfect president?

Really simple answer here, because her path was leading her there, you'll find out more as to the reasons later in this series.

Where is Ash? (I generalised it)

He's coming I swear ;)

Anonymous questions emailed to me:

When is Thais finding his mate?

Winds of change and that is all I am saying about that.

Are you going to leave Ghost alone forever?

I am not that cruel (some people believe differently) he will have his mate back and the next time they meet she will be immortal. Please be patient, I am still trying to decide if I will have that story as a stand-alone or work it into Riddle of Blood.

Those were the most commonly asked questions that I have received. As normal a big thanks goes to my editor, she rocks! Also as normal all questions and feedback is welcome.

Have fun





Coming of Age Ch. 02



"Congratulations Ms..." He said as he finally took in her name, "Luis." He paused and went to open his mouth but closed it, he didn't need it confirmed; she was obviously the president's daughter.

Serenity chuckled.

"What would you like pierced?" He asked.

"Everything." She answered excitedly.

He chuckled, "we'll see how we go," he turned to grab some paper work, "I am Cra by the way." He said introducing himself.

"Serenity." She replied.

He chuckled and handed back her id then gave her a general disclaimer form and a pamphlet. "I need you to read this," he said pointing at the pamphlet, "before you sign this." He told her firmly.

"Immortal..." Crystal began to say.

"Regardless of her immortal status, rules are rules; she has to read the pamphlet before signing the disclaimer." He said firmly.

"It's cool," Serenity said as she leant on the counter and started to read.

"While she's doing that I have to figure out a way of piercing her, lobes are easy, I can use a gun, the rest... will be interesting, I've never pierced an immortal before." He said almost to himself.

"Got any wide hollow gauge needles." Crystals asked.

He thought for a moment and smiled, "ah, I see... that will work."

"I told you one bike would be best." Crystal said sagely to Serenity as Serenity shakily got off the bike a few hours later. The piercing had been easier than they thought, once the studs or barbells were in place her body healed around them, within minutes of her tongue being pierced it had healed and she could talk properly.

She took a deep breath and the two bars spearing her nipples rubbed against her bra. "Maybe I should have taken this slowly." She said as she dug her plait out of the saddle bag she had put it in.

"I'm just happy you didn't get any facial piercings" Crystal said as she dismounted.

"After hearing about you getting an eyebrow ring torn out in a fight... no thank you," Serenity said.

"You get used to them, I promise." Crystal told her as they walked into the house. Thais was waiting for them, sitting on the stairs, Myth was leaning on the railing; she wolf whistled after her eyes scanned over Serenity who now had a very chick grunge look going.

"At least everyone will be able to tell Temp and me apart at a glance now." Serenity said as she walked in holding the plait of hair high.

Myth had to concede that, as with short hair it made Serenity visually different to her twin.

Thais stood, "So what do you think?" He asked as he turned his head aside. He now wore his hair in a Mohawk in lots of irregular spikes; the side were shaved smooth making a contrast between the paleness of his skin and the darkness of the three inch band of black hair stand out further.

"Very nice..." Serenity commented then stuck her tongue out.

Thais chuckled, "I've known since I was five that you were going to get pierced today. We were waiting for you to rock up, lock the front door and we'll go make sure Bastion and Temp are not attempting to kill each other."

"I honestly don't get the hostility from Bastion towards Temp," Myth said as she pushed off the railing.

"Yeah... well you weren't with us when Temp was young; she was... the bane of his existence." Thais said as he went down the last few steps.

"Ever wonder why she doesn't go near the kitchen?" Serenity asked as Crystal turned to lock the front door. "He banned her from it when she was five, she thoroughly trashed the kitchen in a fit of boredom, he was moments away from blowing a gasket, da and Uncle Gillian as children... they were a walk in the park compared to Temp, and according to Anna they were imps."

"Banned her from the kitchen until her nineteenth birthday." Thais added.

"Oh shit... let's go." Myth said as she understood what Thais had been going on about.

Thais chuckled and willed them to the manor, they appeared near their rooms.

"Hi guys," Gwynt said as he trotted up to join them.

Thais wrapped his arm around his younger brother, "hey, have they been fighting." He didn't have to explain who he was talking about, everyone knew of Bastion and Temperance's... mini war.

"Nah... he ordered her from the kitchen and she's been bashing her drums ever since." Gwynt answered.

"I can't hear drums." Crystal said and everyone started to listen intently but there were no sounds of drums being bashed.

Thais glanced off, his eyes losing focus, everyone waited for him having become used to his zoning out. He came back and just started chuckling.

"What?" Crystal demanded.

Thais just shook his head, "you wouldn't believe me even if I told you..." he said then grinned, "follow me." He said and trotted off with everyone following. He took them to one of the long galleries, he skid to a halt outside of the gallery and turned putting a finger to his lips to call for silence. They nodded and crept to the door to peer around and see what was going on.

Temperance walked in through a different door and up to Bastion with a determined expression on her face, she was going to talk this out with him, try to come to some sort of truce. Bastion was up a ladder pulling out a priceless vase he had hidden from Temperance years ago. 

"Bastion..." Temperance said.

He turned and the ladder wobbled precariously, she reached out to steady the ladder but he was trying to get it to steady on its own. The ladder over balanced and the vase slipped from his fingers as he began to fall. She jumped and caught the vase with one out stretched hand, as she landed she started to bring the vase to her body. He twisted as he fell and slammed into her making them both crash to the ground. He landed on top of her painfully; Temperance didn't care as her eyes shot to her partially outstretched arm which still was thankfully clutching the vase.

That was funny? Serenity asked her brother the event was amusing but not hilarious.

Wait for it... Thais told the group with glee.

Bastion went to push himself up and scold Temperance for disturbing him, he took a deep breath and stilled with a frown. Temperance gave him a quizzical look, "S..." she started to say but was cut off by his lips. She felt his body settle back on top her, she tore her lips from his, "what was that?" She said confused.

He chuckled and leant in pressing his nose to her neck before taking a deep breath. Although she was still confused, instincts took over and she took a deep breath. "Oh..." she said after a moment of contemplation, now she understood as his lips again attacked hers only this time she needed and wanted his kiss. She held him close with her free hand the other still clutched the vase.

Thais glanced to the others to see their reaction, Serenity bit her fist trying not to laugh, Crystal couldn't help it; she laughed hard and long. Gwynt snorted and pressed his face to the wall, Myth had her lips pressed tightly together and shook her head trying not to laugh as if she started she wouldn't stop. Amy and Wolfgang found them there a few minutes later trying vainly to control themselves; it was just so funny, Temperance the bane of Bastion's existence was his mate!

"What's so funny?" Amy asked. No one said anything they just pointed, Amy shrugged to Wolfgang and they both walked into the long gallery. They paused and tilted their heads to the side as they watched Temperance and Bastion. Bastion reached a hand out and removed the vase to free up her other hand, when that was done his hand delved into her clothes causing her to groan and wrap her legs around his body.

Amy snorted and covered her mouth; Wolfgang groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. What's wrong? She asked him.

Now I have to be careful when entering the kitchen. He explained.

She had thought when he groaned, that he might not be happy with the match, far from it, he didn't care, she was old enough to mate although he would have preferred her to be a little older before finding her mate and he was glad that the man who had been such a big part of his life was finally complete. No his concern was when he wanted food he would have to be careful not to barge into the kitchen or he would see far more than he wanted to. Oh, he knew he would walk in on them, had walked in on his other mated children before and they walked in on him with Amy all the time, but he didn't want to know what they were up to on the benches food was prepared on.

Amy turned, left the long gallery and cracked up laughing.

"What's so funny?" Serenity asked when he mother finally stopped laughing.

"Your father..." Amy clarified.

"What did he say?" Serenity asked wanting to get to bottom of her mother's laughter.

"He just commented that he would have to be careful when entering the kitchen from now onwards because he doesn't want to see what they get up to in there." She explained. "That or make a rule, no sex in the kitchen."

"Ma!" Gwynt said with a pained expression, "I did not want that in my head." He explained and everyone laughed. He held his head for long moments, "Great... I can't get it out... now I won't be able to eat."

Amy wrapped an arm around her youngest, "When you are older you will understand because you will have your mate."

Wolfgang joined them, "should we break them up?"

"No point, dinner isn't for hours, may as well let them mate, however we might want to get Temp to move them to a room." Thais explained.

Wolfgang nodded.

"I'll move them on." Amy said focusing for a moment then turned her attention back to her family. 

Wolfgang rested a hand on Thais's shoulder. "Come on... Nathanael is waiting." He said referring discreetly to the fact that Thais was going to get circumcised as part of the male coming of age tradition. It was also another way of showing that he was no longer a child and ready to find his mate.

Thais nodded and let his father lead him away.

Amy held out her hand and waited, it took Serenity a moment before she realised her mother was waiting for her. Realising what her mother wanted, she placed the plait of hair onto the outstretched hand. Amy smiled as she held up the plait of hair, "Always knew you were going to hack it off." She said before turning to Crystal, "Did she give you a heart attack?"

Crystal nodded quickly several times. 

Amy chuckled and rested the plait of hair on her shoulder before she started to walk away, "stay away from the kitchen or Maria and Haley will throttle you." She warned.

"What do you think she's going to do with the plait?" Serenity asked Crystal who just shrugged.

"Gym?" Gwynt asked the remaining group and the three women nodded.





Coming of Age Ch. 02



"Oh yeah," Myth said as she remembered, "that freaky bond thingy that they have," she sat and waited for Serenity to do whatever she needed to do to, to function.

Slowly Serenity's mind and emotions became her own as her sister put up a series of blocks, Serenity could still feel the pleasure her sister was feeling but now it was muted to the point of being simply background noise. Serenity sat up and took a deep breath. "I didn't need that," she said as she ran her fingers through her short hair, rearranging her spikes as she went.

Gwynt chuckled, "I can sympathise." He stood and offered a hand to help his sister up.

Serenity got up, her feet a little unsteady.

Thanks Ren... that could have been dangerous if it had continued any longer. Thais said into his sister's mind.

How are you? She asked a little concerned.

Tender... da says it'll pass. Fucking scary though. He answered and Serenity snorted.

"What's so funny?" Crystal said as she joined them.

"Thais... he's tender." Serenity answered and got answering grins from Myth and Crystal.

"He has to take it like a man." Gwynt added, "It's a test of character, of strength and trust."

"We know squirt." Crystal answered as she nudged him.

He grinned and nudged her back as Sasha ran in, "Hi everyone..." she frowned as she glanced around, "where's Temperance..."

Everyone but Sasha cracked up laughing.

Maria took a deep breath as she held a gong, striking it with the stick, it made a deep sound that could be heard throughout the manor and some of the surrounding grounds, "DINNER." She shouted then moved to get out of the way from the inevitable stampede. Sage and Gwynt came barrelling down the stairs followed at a slightly slower pace by the others, Ancients (those who were here) appeared near their chairs choosing to avoid the madness as Were raced to the food.

Lupa walked in through a garden door dressed only in a pair of sweats. A small gaggle of children were brought in by Anna and directed to their smaller table then started the sometimes painful process of getting them food, thankfully as Were they would eat almost anything however as cubs they sometimes had peculiar habits. Maria and Eric's twins, Willow and Briar, for example, Briar had to have everything with ketchup regardless of what it was and Willow only wanted to eat macaroni and cheese. Traci and Kar, Sienna and Gillian's twins, were much easier as they would scoff whatever was put down before them. Sienna came over to help Anna as Gillian went over to make sure their older son Quinn, who was born six months after Keira's scratching and two months early, ate something other than just meat when the food arrived.

Amy walked in and with a simple thought the food which was waiting in the kitchen was suddenly on the table. Those who were older waited for the younger ones to get their food. Sasha reached over Sage to get some bread as Vivian went to work putting food on her daughter's plate. Amy had kept her promise to Sasha and had put a tag on her name just in case, tragically only days after her birth both her parents were killed in a car accident while they were taking her home. Since she was pack no one in the government questioned who would get the little girl as that was up to the Alphas to take care of, several pairs had put their hands up willing to take her but Amy had said no and placed Sasha into Vivian's arms. 

It had stunned Vivian as Amy said 'here you go, her name is Sasha and she's yours,' without even asking if she wanted the little girl. When Vivian had questioned her, Amy had shrugged, 'I'm keeping a promise; I promised her just in case something happened to her birth parents to make sure she gets back to her adopted mother. You.' When Vivian asked when this happened Amy gave her a pained look, the look she had whenever she talked about that other universe, Vivian then nodded, she didn't need to know, handed Sasha to Lupa and redecorated their rooms to include a crib.

Lupa had been besotted the moment he first saw the little girl and protective from the moment he first held her, she was his and he would protect her and love her forever like he did with all his family. He watched his young daughter almost obsessively as she got her plate together, he would never get over the fact that he had a family.

The three new adults were almost the last to come in and Temperance entered with a bashful blush. "Hey Temp who attacked you?" Sage asked a little concerned as she saw fading bruises.

"No one." Temperance said as she adjusted her collar and found a seat.

Keira waddled into the room, her hands rested protectively on her rounded stomach, Ghan hovered around her. "Ghan!" She snapped, "I'm pregnant not an invalid... back the fuck off." She told him. Several chuckled in amusement; everyone had known that Keira and Ghan were mates long before they became so. However, it had been a shock for Keira that on her coming of age Ghan tried to claim her, tried being the operative word; she had gone mental, demanding to know how long he had known before kicking him from her room and slamming the door in his face. From that moment on their relationship had been rocky with many ups, downs and shouting matches, they were currently the most volatile couple who lived in the manor but they loved each other unconditionally. Temperance and Bastion however may surpass them in the volatile couple department. 

Bastion quickly snagged the seat next to Temperance as everyone settled into their seats. Vivian studied Bastion and Temperance and smiled, "it's about time you two started getting along." She said and those who knew just why Bastion and Temperance were friends now cracked up laughing.

"That's right... get it out of your system..." Temperance said giving them a bring it on gesture with both hands.

"Get what out of their system?" Sage asked as she served herself.

"Bastion is my mate!" Temperance declared boldly knowing what was going to happen when she declared it.

There was silence for a moment before the whole room cracked up with laughter. Temperance and Bastion just sat and waited for them to cut it out, in a way both could see the humour in it; they had been at each other's throats since she was old enough to crawl. To be honest if he had thought about it he may have come to the conclusion that she wasn't out to be the bane of his existence, she just wanted to be around him as if she had known subconsciously he was hers.

When the laughter finally died down everyone got down to the process of eating and celebrating.





Coming of Age Ch. 02



Crystal pulled out her own identity card and handed it over. Jasmine took it and studied it, Crystal's card read E/V/?, "Vampire!" Jasmine exclaimed.

Crystal took a deep breath and snatched back her card, she wished they hadn't put the V on her card but when she explained her past the government official had ticked Vampire, when she questioned him on it he asked simply if she needed to drink blood to live, she said yes, he then said granted she didn't need a lot but she needed to drink blood which put her into the Vampire category. He however pointed out that the V wouldn't be at the beginning, but towards the end, the other main part of her race her elemental side would be before it.

"You know I wish they would forgo the individual parts of the race and simply put a C there, C for complicated." Crystal said as she jammed her card back into her wallet.

"She doesn't like to be compared to Vampires." Serenity said, she didn't even bother to look around as chatting about Vampires wasn't considered weird. "Besides C stands for Centaur.

"I can understand why." Sky said as she handed back Serenity's card. "But you aren't a true Vampire; they are allergic to sun light and silver."

"E for Elemental, V for Vampire and question mark for Unknown." Jasmine said listing what had been on Crystal's card.

"How did that happen?" Sky asked a little confused as Vampire was a dominant race, much like Were when it came to humans and Elementals, it drowned out those races and made them dormant.

"I was born this way." Crystal explained. Sky went to open her mouth. "I know... Vampires don't breed... my mother was turned days before I was born."

"That explains the Elemental and Vampire part not the question mark." Jasmine pointed out.

"Well the question mark comes from the fact I carry a very specific gene which makes me the way I am, without the gene I probably would have turned into a Vampire. The gene is called the Mystery Gene as it pops up rarely, Amy carries it, all of her children carry it..." 

"But not the adopted ones..." Sky slid in.

"Including the adopted ones..." Serenity corrected. "They have all been adopted traditionally by Were standards, the gene can be passed from blood and from bite... as long as you carry it. It is why my parents are so careful when they bring someone into the family. My aunt Susan got the gene from Ma's bite so we are even more careful about that, Mryddin and Rhun have managed to finally analyse our bites, even da's, they had to manually break ours down. To prove that our bites carry the gene."

"We don't know about mine, I have never bitten someone to prove it, however my blood was used to turn Destiny and well, she is now almost exactly like me so we can assume that it will be the same as the others that the gene can be passed by blood and bite." Crystal added.

"Would you ever turn someone?" Sky asked.

"No..." Crystal answered firmly.

"What if you find your mate?" Jasmine asked.

Crystal paused for a moment as she thought, "If they make an informed decision and are human or Elemental then yes I will turn them." She answered, she would, when she found her mate, grab them and hold on and if turning them meant more time together then she would turn them.

"What if they are Were?" Sky asked.

"Then the last thing I would ever do is bite them, my bite will kill them." Crystal said.

"Unless they carry the Mystery Gene." Serenity added.

Crystal nodded but she thought it would be unlikely that would happen unless one of Amy's children turned out to be her mate. She had kept away from that thought, it would have been logical if one of Amy's children were her mate but Amy frightened her and as such she had kept her distance from Amy's children. On the other hand, if Thais knew who her mate was, if it was one of Amy's children, he would have told his mother and Amy wouldn't have placed her in charge of her children's protection.

"Although..." Jay said as he joined him, he had joined their group about two weeks ago after listening to them chat about a lecture. He was thin and geeky looking but a very nice guy, he freely admitted about a week after working his way into their group that he had done it to get to know the gorgeous women in the class. "What you are talking about must be interesting." He said as he sat. "Just what are we going to do to celebrate the triplets coming of age?"

"How did you know that?" Sky asked as she had been oblivious to the fact until Serenity pointed it out.

Jay rolled his eyes, "Elemental." He said placing his left hand on his chest, an almost nondescript silver bracelet hugged his wrist and had four stones imbedded in it at equal intervals, jasper for earth, amber for fire, clear quartz for air and a light blue sapphire for water. Elementals always wore a stone representing the major elements on their body, however the element they were most comfortable with, in his case water, held a precious stone as they could use it directly to store and amplify the power of their spells. "I grew up next to a family pride and despite the fact that prides and packs claim to be different they aren't that different when it comes to the laws and general culture."

Sky thought for long minutes, "he is right... we need to celebrate..."

"Guys... nothing too out there... our parents are Alphas, our mother is the President, we can't go off the rails even a little or we'll get our butts kicked." Serenity said cautioning them.

"Come on you are adults now..." Jay replied.

Serenity shook her head, "for someone who claims to know our culture and laws... you don't. If we were regular Were without rank, even in-training rank, then we could go off the rails a little. However our parents are Alphas, we simply don't have the luxury of cutting loose. There is a certain behaviour expected of us, we are already high ranking in our pack, we are fully trained enforcers, as of our coming of age we are Betas, we can't just be silly for the sake of finally being adults."

"Okay..." Jasmine said intervening, "Nothing too out there, how about a night out at a club, would that be allowed?"

Crystal nodded, "That will be fine. There is an All Ages club run by a pair of Elementals called the Morning Star, it is meant to be a good place to go for fun." 

The group smiled, a night out on the town with friends, what could go wrong?



Coming of Age Ch. 02



She tucked her wings in slightly picking up speed as her house came into view, descending low enough to trail her fingers through the treetops before diving into a gap between the trees. Then, flaring her wings out again to slow her decent and stop the dive, she made a graceful arc, fluttering her wings at the top of it, her bare toes touching the sun warmed stones of their front walk lightly as she landed. She ran up the walk and charged thru the front door, hardly pausing on her way through the house as she raced up the steps to her room.

"Good gracious child!" she heard Myrma exclaim as she ran past, "like to give an old woman a heart attack busting in the door like that!"

"Sorry Myrma," she yelled back, "I'm going to go get cleaned up for lunch then ill be right down."

She felt a bit bad for startling her like that and could still hear her shuffling around and muttering softly in annoyance as she finished preparing the meal. Pulling open her dresser drawer, she pulled out an outfit almost identical to the one she was already wearing that served as her day to day wear in the hot and often humid climate and tossed it onto the bed. She reached behind her back and undid the simple clasp on the back of her top, then dropped her shoulders and let the silky rose colored garment hit the floor, pulling the matching bottoms down and wiggling out of them as she grabbed the wash basin and pitcher. As she set the basin down and filled it, she noticed her reflection for the first time in the mirror that was attached to the back of the dresser, and what a sight she was. She was glad suddenly that Myrma had not seen her. Her hair was tousled and her normally fair colored cheeks were bright pink , and her lips were also a darker pink and slightly puffy, making her look almost like she was wearing make-up. 

Upon further inspection she had a slightly pink spot on her neck and another on her shoulder that she trailed her fingers over, finding they were only a bit tender, but causing a wave of heat to go through her at the memory of how they got there. She trailed her fingers lightly over the leather cord around her neck and across the shiny black claw, wondering if her guardian would have any insight into the sudden predicament she found herself in. She grabbed a wash rag and a bottle of soap perfumed with demonic rose oils, and started cleaning herself up, pulling the basin to the floor and standing in it using what was left in the pitcher to rinse off with, washing everything but her hair. Then after using one of the hand towels to dry off, she redressed, gathering up the dirty garments, the cloth she used to wash with and the towel, she made her way back downstairs, handing her laundry to one of the stuffed dolls Myrma had sewn and then infused with magic for tending laundry.

Renna could remember playing with the stuffed cloth house servants when she was younger and trying to disrupt them from their appointed tasks and getting scolded repeatedly for succeeding. She grinned to herself over how funny the little laundry dolls had looked trying to wash her clothes while they were dressed in them, and how proud she had been once she was finally strong enough to wrestle them down and accomplish the prank. Myrma herself had even laughed over that one, but still chided her and chased her up to her room while she convinced the sopping wet dolls to get out of the washtub and stop trying to scrub each other. She watched the doll efficiently sort her garments into one washtub and the towel into the other, then turned and made her way into the kitchen, stepping around a different doll that was setting the table to see if Myrma wanted her to lend a hand with anything. 

The Sadi woman was just in the process of putting the top layer of bread on the sandwiches she was making from what was left of the roasted gobball from the night before. She had added fresh sliced tomatoes to each plate and handed one to Renna without looking up at her, adjusting the last slice of bread and cutting her own sandwich neatly in half before following the now fully grown Eniripsa she had raised from a baby into the dining room to sit at the table. Renna was finishing off the tomato wedges as Myrma sat down and could feel the older woman eyeing her curiously. She shifted nervously in her seat and waited for the question Myrma had asked her every time she went anywhere and came back since her wings had grown in.

"So...did you meet anyone new today? Anything interesting happen?"

Renna peered at her guardian through the dark fringe of her lashes and wondered if it was her imagination making her hear an expectant note in Myrma's voice, and exactly how much she should tell her. She drew in a deep breath, nodding and was reassured by the knowing smile and nod the woman gave her in return as she picked up the cup of lemongrass tea and took a sip.

"Well are you gonna sit there nodding all day like a mad doll while I sit here in suspense, or you gonna out with it and tell me about him?"

Renna's eyes got big for a moment and she couldn't help but grin as she relayed the story of the events of the morning and the dark winged, dark haired Eniripsa boy she had met out in the plains. She didn't go into a lot of detail, but told her about everything including the odd instructions regarding the dreg claw necklace and his promise that she would see him again tonight. Myrma listened quietly till she finished speaking, nodding every so often and taking a sip of her tea. As Renna finished her story, the woman sat forward and lifted the claw from its resting place against Renna's chest and put her spectacles on for a better look. The question she asked next made Renna pause for a moment.

"Have you tried using it yet?" 

Renna opened her mouth and was about to voice her fears and hesitations about not wanting to see him again, but stopped before she said a single word because she realized she actually DID, and simply shook her head.

Myrma chuckled softly at her and shook her head gently, "Poor child, i really haven't given you a proper upbringing. You know so little of you own kind. Eniripsa followers are among the gentlest in our lands. You say this one was alone?" when Renna nodded, she gave another knowing smile and a nod of her own, "You will likely meet the others tonight when he comes to see you again. To my understanding Eniripsa are in the habit of travelling in tight knit groups." She paused to take another drink of her tea, "They are not casual creatures as they may seem. As Lily explained it to me once, once courtship has ended, though each may have more than one mate, they are mated for life," at this, Renna bit her lower lip suddenly wondering if she had made such a large decision by accepting the advances of the dark winged stranger. 

"Mated for life...Do you think...?" her fingers trailed across the black claw as her voice trailed off and Myrma started laughing out loud.

"Gracious no child, but I think its safe to say you've made it into the courtship stage," Myrma smiled then, her eyes fairly twinkling while Renna's face burned pinkly, remembering what courtship entailed, "But first and foremost i think you should try using that claw he gave you and talking to him again." 

Renna nodded and murmured her agreement. They both finished their sandwiches and Myrma called the kitchen dolls to come clear the dishes and wash them. As the dolls set about their tasks, Renna walked over to Myrma and crawled up in her lap as she had done so many times before as a child, wrapping her slender arms around woman's shoulders in an affectionate hug, which the Sadi woman returned, smoothing her hair from her face.

"Heaven love you child for I surely do."

"I love you more...and I don't know if i have ever said so before, but thank you...for everything."

"No 'thank you's needed precious one. You have brought me joy, filled my heart with love and my days with sunshine. You have been a gift in my life.... Now, get your full grown self out there and call to your Eni friend before he thinks he has scared you off." 

With that Myrma pushed her gently to the floor and swatted her behind lightly before grabbing her tea cup and making her way into the main room to what Renna called her "snoozing chair" for her tendency to nap there after meals. Renna grinned at her retreating form as Myrma made her way to the other room. She then turned and made her way out to the front yard, feeling giddy and excited by the thought of talking to Raife again.

-Hold that claw and think of me, ill hear you no matter where you are.-

Taking a deep breath and grabbing hold of the sharp talon before she had a chance to change her mind, she called the image of him into her mind, and suddenly without warning she had him in her mind clear as a bell,

"Well hello beautiful, good to know I didn't scare you away."

What he had done to her was too amazing to be too scary, she thought

.

"Well that's good to know," she heard him say "but honestly if I had known you were so inexperienced id have been more careful with you.."

Renna's eyes went wide as she realized exactly what the strange claw did. So...you can hear what I'm thinking?

"Yes. With that amulet I can, Enis use them frequently to stay connected with each other." Renna looked down at the claw and wondered idly what else she still had to learn about others of her race.

"Others of your race?" his voice slipped through her mind gently, curiously.

"Yes...you are the first of my own kind I have ever interacted with." All of her memories of her childhood in the village with Sadidan children and families floated through her mind, growing up in a world where everyone was larger than her.

"Wow...I had no idea. That must be hard for you to have grown up knowing nothing of your heritage. A Sadi woman raised you? That's quite amazing."

Yes, she is an amazing woman, I could have asked for no better guardian to care for me...

Quite suddenly she had a clear picture in her mind of herself standing topless and realized with a flush that the idle thought had come from him.

"So beautiful...with skin the texture of silk," she felt the heated words slip through her mind with the smoothness of satin and wondered if the rush of longing she felt was from him or her. Her mind was streaming with brief snap shots, some memories, but she guessed the rest were fantasies, images of her from his perspective, his hands and lips gliding over her skin, the faint rose smell left behind by her scented soap and the feel of her own skin coming through with the images. 

As his mind continued, she felt the sensations he felt as he had entered her, the blast of energy from her as they had exploded together. Her breath caught in her throat and her wings quivered slightly, her mind picking up where his left off recalling the way his hands felt on her skin, the way it had felt to have him inside of her, the way it felt when he bit her, on her shoulder and on her wing tips sending her body over the edge.

"Can you meet me somewhere?" came his response, "I have a first time to atone for...if you are willing that is."

At the thought of seeing him again her heart jumped into her throat. Right now?

"Yep, right now. My group knows I have a new prospect in the wings and won't even worry if i disappear for a while. Besides I must make up for my blunder or I'll never hear the end of it. I may have let slip that I was your first and didn't realize it till it was too late. My first attempt at mating, finally find a female I favor, and scare her away being clumsy."

It was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced, though I have nothing against which to compare it. I don't scare that easily, and there is so much I want to learn from you...How do I find you?

No sooner than the thought crossed her mind and she feel his warm breath on her ear and his hands sliding down the skin of her sides.

"Look no farther than behind you... I'll never be far Renna," he smoothed her hair back from her neck placing a gentle kiss there, "not unless you want me to be." 

She released a small sigh as his lips brushed her skin and his hand ran gently up her wing ridge to the tip, then he trailed his fingertips across the surface back down to her shoulder. He moved around to stand in front of her, pushing her hair off her face as his other arm moved around her to embrace her gently, pulling her body to his.

She brushed her lips across his biting the lower one gently as she ran her hand up the ridge of his wing, hearing a small moan escape him as his body hardened against hers. She ran her hand back down his wing running her other hand up the taut muscles of his stomach and across the smooth skin of his chest, pushing his vest off his shoulder and continuing down the lean muscles of his bicep and forearm. He pulled away from her for just a moment, undoing the ties at his neck and spreading out his soft lined hooded cloak at the base of the small stone wall around the little flower garden where they would be out of sight of the house before wrapping his arms tightly around her again, guiding her gently down and laying her on the cloak, carefully smoothing her wings flat under her as he joined her.

He propped himself up on his elbow letting the vest slide down his other arm and dropping his wings to allow it to slide with a whisper to the grass. She looked up at him from her place stretched out on his cloak, her wispy rose colored hair fanned out around her face and her soft pink lips parted slightly, her smooth skin making Raife's lips almost burn from his desire to touch every inch of that skin and set her on fire beneath him. He reached out slowly, almost tentatively, and stroked her lips gently with the pad of his thumb watching her eyes flutter closed and her lips part a little more, grazing his thumb gently with her teeth before his hand travelled down and his lips laid claim to her mouth. His fingertips traced her jawline, slowly travelling down to the hollow of her throat and across her collarbone, then wrapping his fingers gently around the curve of her shoulder to enjoy the smooth texture of her skin against his palm, his hand continued down her arm to her wrist pinning it firmly but gently over her head as he moved to straddle her hips. His mouth followed the same path, trailing feathery kisses along her cheek and under her jaw, brushing his lips down the skin on her throat, dipping his tongue into the hollow spot there before moving across her collarbone, using his lips to brush down the slender shoulder strap of her top slightly. He shifted his weight a little more, one hand still pinning her wrist up by her head, and the other Renna felt him lay gently on her side just above where her straddled her, stroking her stomach and up her side with his full hand backing off as his hand moved higher until only his fingertips still touched her, dancing in teasing little circles around the edges of her top, then cupping her shoulder and sliding down her arm to pin her other wrist.

Renna wiggled her arms experimentally, to which he shifted his gentle grip but didn't loosen it any or make any indication he was going to let go as his lips nuzzled from one side of her collar bone to the other. He moved down lower kissing the exposed skin above her top and readjusting his hold on her wrists as he went lower to run his tongue in the hollow spot between her breasts before moving to the side, his lips dragging over the fabric and the heat of his breath penetrating the thin material causing her nipple to tighten almost painfully and a small moan to escape her. Smiling at her reaction and targeting in on her nipple easily as it tightened under his lips, he caught it gently between his teeth raking it over lightly before moving to the other breast and exciting it the same way. She wiggled slightly under him, her breath picking up as he shifted a bit and moved lower, keeping her arms gently pinned now at her sides. as his warm lips brushed her sides and her stomach, his tongue darted out to explore the curve in her hip just above the waistline of her bottoms. As he made his way to the other side, his lips trailing the banding at the top of the hip hugging bottoms she wore, he knew he was having the kind of effect on her he wanted. He felt her twist and rub one leg against the other, and looked up at her to see her eyes almost closed and her cheeks flushed, and smiled slightly. 

He slid one leg down the outside of her calf letting the fabric of his pants drag across her skin, then drawing his knee up the inside of her ankle, feeling her move her leg aside slightly in response. He did the same with the other leg, then moved back up slightly till he was kneeling between her knees. Raife brought his lips back to the silken smooth skin of her lower belly, dragging his lips and breathing hotly down to her hip, nuzzling at the spot where the fabric covered an inch of skin at her hip till he had kissed it both from the top and the bottom, then kissing a trail close around the leg banding on the bikini style bottoms, using his legs to push hers farther apart as he felt her try to wiggle away from him. The silky fabric of the bottoms fit her perfectly and he could see she was already quite excited and the way he had her legs spread out was making the damp fabric cling to her in a way that left little to the imagination.

He released her wrists for just a moment, sliding his hands up her calves and positioning her knees over his shoulders then twining his fingers through hers trapping her hands again, feeling her tense up under him and struggle slightly against the position he had her in.

"What are you doing?" her voice was breathy and unsure.

"Shh...Relax Renna, trust me. I'm not going to hurt you." 

He followed up the gentle words with soft kisses up the inside of her thighs, brushing his lips gently across the fabric covering her, making her draw a sharp breath and utter a low moan, her hips bucking under him before she went still and seemed to relax entirely into the sensations he was causing. He repeated the process kissing down the inside of her other thigh and making another pass across where the thin bottoms covered her, hearing her sigh softly as the tension left her body and her legs opened a little farther to him. He smiled at her gentle submission, continuing his gentle assault for a few moments longer until he saw her wiggle with impatience, longing for a deeper touch. He then released her hands, running his palms down her sides to her hips and slipping them under her to cup the cheeks of her rear, slipping his fingertips under the band and sliding the fabric down below her hips before shifting her legs to the same shoulder and slipping the bottoms the rest of the way down her legs and off. 

Moving her leg back to the other shoulder so he was between them again, he then ran his hands from her knees up the top of her thighs to her hips, pausing for a second to grip her hips in either hand before sliding his fingers the rest of the way under her to cup her ass again, his hands memorizing the soft way her skin felt under them, slightly fuzzy like a peach, warm, and as smooth as silk. He ran the backs of his fingers up the backs of her thighs to her knees then back down, moving toward the inside of her thigh slowly, watching her face closely. Renna still had her eyes closed and found herself holding her breath in anticipation as she felt him trail his fingers slowly up the inside of her legs. When he got to the very top of her leg, he paused, dragging his fingers along the crease of her leg, and Renna just wanted to scream from frustration, a small whimper escaping her lips in spite of her best efforts to hold it back.

Knowing she was ready, he didn't hold back from her, his finger finding its way between her wet folds, sliding down the drenched seam and penetrating her easily. He heard her utter a low moan and felt her hips jerk as her muscles gripped at his finger, and his mouth went dry remembering how tight she had been when he had claimed her virginity just that morning. He withdrew the finger almost all the way out, sliding a second one in, twisting and moving them around as he penetrated her more deeply, using his fingers to ready her so she wouldn't have any discomfort this time. 




Coming of Age Ch. 02



Watching her was driving Raife crazy. Her head was turned to one side but he could see her lips parted and her breathing had become ragged. Her cheeks were flushed and her hands tangled tightly in the fur lining of his cape beneath her. He could also see her nipples were hard through the thin fabric of her top, and her stomach muscles moving as the muscles inside her worked on his fingers. His eyes travelled farther down, the folds of her flesh the same shade of pink and shining wetly where his fingers disappeared between them. He brought the other hand around the top of her leg, using his thumb to pull back the small hood of skin to expose the sensitive bud underneath. He leaned down and ran the tip of his tongue lightly from where his fingers entered her to the sensitive nub farther up, flicking his tongue lightly across it as his fingers still wiggled around inside of her, her muscles tightening as she reached for release.

Renna was overwhelmed with the sensations of what he was doing to her, and as much as she tried to delay it, him putting his mouth on her like that had been her undoing. She came and hard, small moaning sounds and a tiny squeal being the only sounds that escaped her as her body shivered and shuddered around him. As the tremors subsided she felt him pull his fingers out of her and move back slightly as he undid his belt and removed the rest of his clothes. 

Drawing a shaky breath and trying to slow her hammering heart, she propped up on one elbow and peered at him as he kicked the pants to the side and came back to join her again on the cape. Moving into position, he propped himself on his elbows on either side of her, his mouth descending to claim hers, running the tip of his tongue lightly across her bottom lip before deepening the kiss and slipping his tongue between her parted lips. She locked her arms around his neck, sliding the inside of one of her thighs up his hip, drawing a sudden breath and releasing it in a low moan as he lined up and penetrated her in one fluid motion and without warning. Though it still felt like a tight fit, there was no pain this time, just a sensation of him filling her completely as her body stretched to accommodate his. 

The feeling of driving into her was like none other. He had thought about their earlier encounter all day, but the reality put the memory to shame as he felt her muscles grip tightly around his shaft again. The sensation was enough to pull a low groan from his throat as he thrust his hips and buried himself in her tight hot little body, pushing until he felt the head of his shaft hit the very back of her and grinding down slightly, seeing her eyes roll back slightly as she voiced little sounds of pleasure to match his. He felt her arms wrap more tightly around him, her thighs gripping at his hips as her nails bit into the muscles on the back of his shoulders. He withdrew, the tip of his shaft nearly slipping out before driving back into her again, thrusting hard and deep a couple more times before slipping into a slower, steadier rhythm. He felt her slip her legs farther up locking her ankles just above the small of his back allowing him to penetrate her deeper, her hips arching up to meet his downward thrusts. He watched her face closely seeing her bite down on her lower lip as her eyes closed, turning her face into the fur of the cloak beneath her. Her face was a little flushed, and there was a faint glow starting at her midriff and growing steadily brighter as her breath came in little gasps and a low whimper escaped her. He could feel the energy growing inside of her body, sending little tingles from the sensitive head of his cock to the base of his shaft and into his balls, compelling him to increase the pace, driving harder into her, the glow increasing in brightness till it tore from her body and into his, tearing from her throat a ragged cry. 

The blast of energy from her hit him hard, travelling up the length of his hardness where their bodies connected and granting him his own passionate release, his voiced cry of excitement matching hers. He kept driving into her until he felt the spasms of her body subside, giving himself over to the pleasurable release as his body drove deep into her of its own accord during climax. After the last spasm was over, he dropped his forehead down to her chest with a shaky breath, feeling the gradually slowing hammer of her heart underneath, his arms shaking slightly as he tried to catch his breath.

She opened her eyes long enough to see him looking tenderly down at her before the overwhelming urge to sleep overtook her and her eyes fluttered shut, a feeling of comfortable exhaustion settling over her as she drifted off. Stroking her cheek gently with his fingertips he watched her sleep for a moment knowing she would need to rest to rebuild her energy after such a coupling. He slipped the two parts of her garments back on being careful not to wake her, then wrapped her in the cloak and scooped her up, cradling her slender form in his arms before taking to wing, flying in the direction of the Eni camp. The time had come for her to meet the others....

TO BE CONTINUED...



Coming of Age Ch. 02



Hopefully my mistakes aren't as bad as my first submission. Sorry about that by the way. I reread it and seen what you guys meant it was incredibly bad. Hopefully I would change your impression of me.

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I woke up early eager to start the day. I sat up and immediately regretted it. True to his word Vinny had fucked me long and hard up until Amber called saying they were on their way.

It took a while before I could even move without flinching. By the time they pulled into the drive way, Vinny and I were had both showered to wash away any evidence of our activities. I shivered at the memories. That was two days ago.

"Baby?" I looked up to see my daddy walking in. I thought about what Vinny had said. Did I frustrate dad like I did Vincent? "Good morning princess." He came and sat on my bed with a cup of coffee. 

He handed it to me and laughed when I moaned. He always knew what coffee I was in the mood for. Hazelnut was today's cup. I discreetly took my birth control pill when daddy wasn't looking. 

"Thanks daddy. So what are we doing today?" I yawned. Carol was out away on business for that left the two of us alone for the week. 

"Well Amber and Vinny want you to go over. I have to work so I can drop you off." I froze. I wasn't ready to be fucked again so soon. He wouldn't fuck me with Amber so close right? I nodded managing a smile. 

"Okay I'll hurry and get ready." I waited until he left before getting up and hopping in the shower.

Since I had showered last night I just rinsed off and my hair was wavy so I left it alone. I skipped to my closet wanting to see Amber. I grabbed some red lace panties and matching bra wanting to feel sexy. I squeezed into my baby blue jeans and white muscle shirt.

I smiled when I looked in the mirror and I could see my bra easily. Daddy loved the color red. I shook my head at the random thought and slipped into my gray flat boot shoes and grabbed my gray purse and pull over. I pocketed my phone before leaving to find daddy.

"Daddy? I'm ready." I walked into his room but stopped short. He had just come out of his personal bathroom wearing nothing but black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. 

I stood there for a moment just studying his muscular body, fully aware of te impact his had on my own. I looked away in shame as I felt my panties dampen. 

"Shit!" I giggled as he rushed to pull on a pair of pants. "It's not funny." He tried to be serious but he ended up laughing too.

"Nothing to be a shamed of daddy." He coughed again buttoning his shirt. I noticed he did that when he was uncomfortable.

"Um princess? Isn't that shirt a bit see-through?" I tilted my head as if i didn't now what he was talking about. He shook his head. "Alright let's go." I followed him out.

"Daddy do you love Carol?" I looked to him when I asked but his face didn't change.

"Why do you ask?" I was happy he didn't say right right away. I just shrugged; to be honest I really didn't know why I asked. "It's complicated." That was a no. Then why was she still here? This was my home and my daddy. That bitch shouldn't be able to touch what's mine.

"Okay daddy."

The ride to Vinny and Amber's was quiet but it wasn't a long one. As we got closer my thoughts went into over drive. 

Did he know I was on birth control already? Did Amber hate me? Would she act differently towards me? He pulled up in front of their house and kissed my forehead. I stepped out.

"Katherine!" Amber pulled me into a hug. I smiled and returned it. "Come in, I've just started lunch." I followed in the house, loving the welcoming feel of the place. It's been a while since I've been here. "Vincent will be home soon." 

"Sorry I haven't visited." She waved off my apology finishing up the chicken wraps. She passed me a plate of two chicken wraps and apple slices in a salad. 

Before I could take a bite, firm body pressed against me from behind. I gasped as the plate was moved and I was lowered. Bent over the counter I could see Amber smiling at the person behind me.

"Sorry I'm late sweetie." Vincent. He palmed my ass as he apologized to his wife. I remained still, shocked that he'd openly fondle me in front of his wife.

"It's okay baby, I was just about to tell Katherine our little plan." I tired to stand up, curious as to what they planned to do but Vincent's arm kept me in place. I heard Amber giggle and seconds later Vincent had pulled down my pants and panties. 

"Red lace? Do you know how frustrating it is to shop with a hard on? Do you enjoy teasing people?" I whimpered and shook my head. "What did I say about lying?"

"I'm sorry. I do like teasing people." I rushed out hoping to please him. I moaned when he slammed inside me. 

"Good girl." I smiled hearing the strain in his voice. He didn't slow his pace as Amber came around and kissed him. From my position I could see Vincent grab Amber's pussy as he kissed her and fucked me. 

"Hurry up and finish baby. You both need to eat." How could she be so casual? I mean her husband was fucking me into the counter while she ate.

I grunted as he picked up speed while gripping my hips. I could hear the sound of his cock thrusting into my wet pussy. "So fucken tight." He groaned and pulled my hair forcing me to look at Amber. "Look at her." I moaned and left my pussy tighten as I watched Amber smile down at me. 

"Strip." I blinked in surprise before pulling off my top. I heard Vincent moan as he unclasped my bra. I eyed Amber as she came closer. I felt her hand brush against my skin and cried out as she touched my clit. 

I couldn't stop moaning; the intensity of Vincents cock fucking my cunt, Amber's finger rubbing my clit and my nipples moving against the counter was too much. "Please stop." I tried grabbing something to hold on to.

"Sluts don't get a say." I moaned lustfully and just laid there. "I hope you got on the pill." I nodded yes. "Damn, you'd look irresistible pregnant. Bigger chest, higher sex drive, my kid." 

I screamed out my orgasm as he revealed his fantasy. He burried himself balls deep and came in long spurt. He groaned not moving until he was completely empty. I looked back in confusion but my unasked question was answered when Amber came back with a vaginal plug. 

"Here baby." He pulled out of me making me moan at the loss before he placed the plug inside me. "She looked like a used whore." Amber's giggled. "Time to eat!" 

I watched as Amber dropped down and took Vincents dick in her mouth while Vincent ate lunch. He sighed as rested a hand on her head. "Easy baby I don't want to cum again until later." Amber stood and laughed, sitting in her chair. I moved to get dressed but was stopped.

"You might as well stay nude. I have a feel Vincent will want you again soon." I sat there fully naked eying the both of them as they ate lunch. I've never seen Amber like this. Was she really okay with Vincent fucking me whenever he wanted? "I want to talk to you about Carol." 

"What about her?" My voice was finally steady but at the mention of the slut caused it to harden.

"The bitch is too nosey. She suspects Vincent and you of having an affair. If we give her enough time she could have proof and show Damien before he's ready to accept us." She rolled her eyes. "We need her gone." I grinned; I was more than happy to help with that.

"We planned to frame her of cheating. She hasn't been getting release from your father." I shook my head dismissing the idea.

"No she could turn that around. They'll just end up going to couples therapy." Amber frowned. "It has to be sometime that he'll never get over, like a constant reminder."

"Scheming is best done by us women." I laughed shaking my head. I gasped, plan already forming. "What?"

"You have an idea don't you?" I nodded smiling. "Tell us then." I shivered at Vincent's tone. "Such an easy little slut." He grabbed me by my hair and playfully bit at my neck.

"C-carol hates the poor. If we find someone of low social standing and have him impregnate her, she's as good as gone. She'll never admit who the father is and daddy will never forgive her for having another man's child and not telling him who she cheated with."

"How do you know she won't get rid of the child?" I snorted. Like she'd ever do that.

"People are always flocking around her because of my father. If anyone sees her going into a clinic they'll question why she's there. With anonymous tip about about her abortion rumors will fly." I moaned when Vincent grabbed my naked cunt.

"And Damien will obviously see the news and question her. If she refuses to get tested he'll know she lied. Her credibility lwill be ruined." Amber finished off my plan. 

"Enough talking." Vincent grunted picking me up and throwing md over his shoulder. "Its about time I took your ass." I gasped and wiggled but a slap to my ass brought me out of my panic. 

The feeling of my ass being slapped grew into a pleasurable one as the sting went straight to my clit. In response I dug my nails into his exposed ass, giggling as she nipped at my ass.

"I'll be with you in a second." Amber laughed. Suddenly I was thrown. I closed my eyes expecting to hit the hard floor but they flew open when I landed on a soft mattress. I smiled bringing my arms above my head and arching my back.

"I wouldn't tempt me or I might not be able to go easy on you." I bit my lips spreading my legs for him. I watched as his face darkened in lust. He grabbed me and positioned me on my hands and knees. I giggled when he blind folded me. I could only wait for him to touch me and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't soaked.

I jumped when I get his cold hands seperate my ass cheeks. He started rubbing a cool substance around my hole making me relax and push my ass back. 

"What are you waiting for?" I sounded needy but I didn't really care. I was about to get my ass fucked by a man nearly double my own age while his wife was in the other room. 

"You want me to fuck you ass? You want to be my little slut?" I moaned in response. A moment later I felt his cock press against my ass just as I felt the bed dip. 

Was it Amber? Did she want me to pleasure her too? I didn't think I was into women. I didn't get to think about it so much because Vinny pushed his head in; as I opened my mouth to scream a cock was pushed past my lips.

"Mmfph!" My scream was muffled by the cock. I tried to pull back but a firm hand held my head in place. Who was this?! 

"This is how a slut is supposed to look." Vincent laughed slapping my ass once while pushing another inch in my ass. I started sucking the cock in my mouth slowly. I quickly came to realize it was fake.

"Don't stop sweetie. The more you suck the more my end moves." I gasped around the cock. Was Amber using a double sided dildo? I moaned as she worked the cock deeper into my mouth brushing the back of my throat.

"Jesus." Vinny hissed thrusting forward quickly making me take more of both cocks. "Do that again baby. Her ass tightens when you do." 

I didn't get a chance to react before Amber forced the cock down my throat. Both Vinny and Amber moaned in unison. I tried to pull away so i could breath but they only pushed more of their cocks into my body. 

I tired but the longer I kept Amber'so face cock down my throat the more I panicked. Tears clouded was little vison I had and I couldn't breath. 

The cock was pulled away finally letting my catch my breath but was immidately shovd back in. Vincent hissed and forced the rest of his cock up my ass. I sucked the cock faster feeling my orgasm building rapidly.

"Looks like she's going to cum soon." Amber moaned out fucking my face. "I won't last much longer either." Vinny laughed just starting to fuck my ass. 

I moaned again trying to pull him deeper desperate to cum. I tried to talk but the cocknin my mouth wouldn't let me.

"Harder baby. I want her to really remember her first anal experience." I started to choke on the fake cock as Vinny obeyed Amber and had began slamming into my hole every thrust.

Amber was the first to cum, moaning as she did. The cock slipped out of my mouth letting me breath but with Vincent tearing apart my ass I didn't really focus on it. 

"You're just a little fuck slut aren't you?" I moaned but I guess that didn'the satify him enough because he souled my head back my my hair. "Aren't you?"

"Yes! YES!" I screamed on the brink of my orgasm. He pushed my face into the bed and worked to his own orgasm. The fact that he only cared for his pleasure turned me on more and with a finally thrust we both came. 

My scream was muffled by the bed and the only thing keeping mefrom going limp was his cock still in my ass. I was so exhausted I didn't even register him pulling out or the fact that another plug was inserted.

"Keep those plugs in while you shower. I want you to wear one of Amber's dresses when we have dinner with your father." I moaned managing to sit up.

"But Amber's small. The dress won't fit." He only laughed slipping on a pair of underwear.

"I won't be too bad. But I want people to look at you as you sit therein a skin tight dress while youre filled with cum. Its also easier to pull the front down to bit your nipples or lift it to expose you cunt." I shivered rushing to get in the shower before I begged him to fuck me again. 

Could I really do as Vincent asked? Especially in front of daddy. I smiled as I looked at my freshly fucked self in the mirror. If daddy had a problem I'do find a way to make it up to him. Starting by getting rid of that bitch Carol. I felt my clit throb as I remembered our plan. This is too easy.