Page 9 of Hidden Sacrifice
She stood with her back to the piano. Her hands were ornately tied as I stood to approach her. I couldn’t help my fingertips as they reached out to touch her. My skin slid across the ripped fabric of her shirt while I appreciated the shape of her body underneath. I gripped her tightly at the waist before pushing her body to set her atop the piano. Her legs spread apart to hover above the keys on either end. I took a step back to appreciate the view. My piano has never looked so good.
The end of the rope from her hands trailed down the front of the piano, falling to the ground. Two even long ends for me to play with. She used her power to lift the rope, hovering the ends before her, making a game out of the set-up.
“Do you tie yourself up? Or do you tie someone else up? I’m a little confused.” Hearing her voice snapped me out of my musing.
“I was tying you up for the show,”I grumbled.
“Oh, ok, got it. Sorry. Got confused there for a minute,” she rambled.
She had a way of scrambling my mind as I lost all track of what I had intended to do. My legs propelled me towards her, to settle between her spread thighs. My hands fell on the keys to steady me, ringing out the worse excuse of noise that a piano could produce. I cringed at the sound as it echoed through my hall. I felt like I was fucking everything up; I wasn’t like this before her.
She smiled at me, her fangs peeking out behind her full lips. I just needed to feel her lips, to make sure they were as pillowy soft as I remembered. Sliding my fingers through her hair on both sides of her head, I pulled her in for a kiss. Our tongues met eagerly, hungry for a taste of the other. After giving her only a slight taste of the raw, burning desire I held for her, I pulled back.
Her eyes were closed as she smiled. “Does that mean you’re giving in?” her tone so full of hope. It was almost enough to break me.
“Not yet, Babe. Today you asked for a demonstration, one I plan on delivering. Open your eyes.”I took my hand from her hair, unbuttoning my pants and pulling my hard cock free. I slowly started stroking it, and I heard her gasp. My gaze lifted back to her, watching her as she watched me slowly pump my cock in my hand. “No big secret here. If you don’t have a partner, you better have a good hand.”
Her gaze met mine before slipping lower once again to enjoy the show. My cock twitched as she licked her lips
“You have a partner, though; I’d be happy to help if you allow me.”Her voice even sounded husky in my mind.
“Instead, let’s see if we can get something good sounding out of this piano.”I dropped my stiff cock and used one hand around her neck to push until her back hit the polished surface.
My power snagged the ropes her hands were bound to, pulling her arms above her head. The ends of the cord wrapped around the piano before coming up to tie her legs spread wide.
“Perfect,” I growled.
Using my power against the already ripped material of her clothes posed no challenge. Even her underwear didn’t stand a chance as I mentally tore it from her body. Angry red lines formed where the material gave up its last fight, but they quickly faded away.
The very air around her seemed to ripple with energy. She had gained a lot of power when she went to the vampire realm. Her demon transition was coming along well now; she was likely halfway finished. I’m not sure how many more days I could have like this before her monster would lose patience when she was hungry. I would have to savor this one.
“Let’s warm up with pitch,” I said, leaning in and parting her folds with my tongue as I hit a random key. The first taste of her on my tongue was nearly overwhelming as I reached down to squeeze the head of my cock.
She groaned, the tone much higher than the note I picked.
“No, that’s not quite it. Try again, Babe.” I slid my hand down the keys knowing that at least the pitch got higher as I moved. My tongue flicked over her clit before sucking it into my mouth. At the same time, my finger pressed a key.
Her answering moan was at least an attempt to match the key I had plucked at random. I released her clit and laughed lightly. “Much better; let’s see if I can make music with you.”
I eased a finger into her as I took to lazily licking her clit. My finger pumped slowly in and out of her as she gripped it, her walls desperately aching to be filled. It didn’t take long before little breathy moans slipped past her lips and her hips started moving in time with my finger.
My tongue took the encouragement as I flicked the tip across her. I was rewarded with more prolonged and louder pleas, filling my gallery. The best music I have ever created here, for sure. Her orgasm ripped through her, marking the crescendo of our ballad. I slowly worked her down before sliding my finger from her. I brought it to my lips, giving it a savoring lick as she had done with my blood earlier.
“What about you?” She asked breathlessly as she laid her head back on the smooth surface.
“You don’t think that show was enough to get me off?” There was cum all over the keys now. I used my power to collect it into a single mass and fling it onto the floor. Hell would clean it up from there.
“Next time, I get to watch the whole demonstration,” Mor sighed.
CHAPTER4
MORRIGAN
Even I will admit that the first hunt was a complete failure. Jasper submitted the hunting report, and we were not awarded any points. Soul fragments were no longer in “circulation,” as they eloquently replied. Therefore, we had neither recovered nor eliminated a soul; no house points were awarded. Or pack points or whatever the fuck they called it.
Despite our recent loss, our hold on first place was firm. Jasper’s gaming friends were in second place with a hunt score of one hundred twenty-five points. It wasn’t that the demons weren’t trying hard; cases rarely had points above one hundred. Unless you were working on one of those flagged files, the chances of getting a score above our five-thousand starting point were low. Those files were flagged for a reason, but the points offered for their completion were worth the trouble. Think of them like a cold case file.
Lucifer set us up from the start so that even if we do not solve a single case during this event, we will likely still win. This wasn’t about hunting or even my pack going out there to kick ass; this gave us time to learn our powers and work together.
