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In Death Chapter Fourteen: A Harpyes Dream| | Losing control of not only my mind, spirit, or free will wasn't what
upset me the most about being trapped in the clutches of this diva
demon. No; it was starting to frustrate me beyond belief that these
spirits and people could just come into my life and put such a hold on
me that I'm powerless. First the creature from the hospital, then
Azriel, Yurielle and Gabrielle, losing my ability to move when the
breachers took hold of me, then falling into Alley's dream. It was
starting to become a recurring theme and I hated it.
Hating it didn't change the
fact that the Harpye was now roaming through the earth, our bodies
spiraling around rocks, plants and mineral deposits. This is probably
what it looked like, with her caressing the back of my neck, arms and
legs wrapped around my own. I couldn't see any of it; all my wide eyes
could perceive was a dream.
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"Ah!"
I sat up in bed, half naked with the covers at my sides, trying to get
a grip on the dream I'd just had. Laughing, I laid back down and put my
arms around Alley, breathing her hair in with a smile. Awakening from
my touch, she turned slowly, kissing my lips so wonderfully like she
always did. Long, slender legs wrapped around my own, bodies coming
together in perfect symmetry like it always did.
The morning came around, and we both rose at about ten, making our way
to the kitchen for breakfast. "You know it's your turn to cook, my
little slave." She joked, spanking me on my ass before running around
the island in the middle of the kitchen. I chuckled, shaking my head as
I tried to turn on the gas stove, waiting for it to light. "My little
slave my ass!" I replied, jumping back startled when the flame jumped
out towards me from the stove.
"AAagh!" Alley exclaimed, and I turned to look at her, nearly surprised
by her reaction. "Usually you just call me a punk bitch before..." I
started, jumping back again as another stove lit itself, fire almost
burning my chest. Alley screamed again, and I looked at her in
confusion, turning off the stove as she came around the table to kiss
me, bringing me away from the kitchen. "I'll make breakfast, okay? Just
sit down and I'll start up the eggs and all."
"Thank you love. I'll find something for us to watch." I said, kissing
her cheek as I jumped over the back of the couch, flipping through the
channels on the television. I began to laugh when I realized I couldn't
find one channel that had the day or date attached, and I looked over
my shoulder to a cooking Alley. "Baby what's today?" "I dunno." she
replied, her left arm fiercely scrambling the eggs and sausage.
I stopped for a second, and stood up slowly, turning around to strafe
to the left. "Honey?" I said, stalking to her slowly. "Yes love?" she
answered, honey sugar coating what seemed to be frustration. I turned
my head back to sound as if I was still on the couch, body moving
forward. "Can you get me some of those pork rinds from the fridge? I
really need a snack." "Sure baby, anything you..." she started,
suddenly dropping her spatula in the pan.
"You had to ruin it again, didn't you?! You had to RUIN IT AGAIN?! You ruined everything!!"
she screamed, turning around with tears streaming down her face. Flesh
had been torn from around her eyes, as if she'd been trying to scratch
her brain out from the socket, and her skin began to pale with varicose
veins that wrapped around her body in a fancy decoration. Horror struck
me and I backed away slowly, watching Alley inch herself closer to me.
With every step her wrists and arms began to open, as if stepping
through sharp invisible blades, and she bled freely on the ground,
showing me her arms that had been cut open in several places, longways.
"I'm bleeding for you!! LOVE ME... YOU WILL LOVE ME!!"
"Ah!"
I sat up in my bed, half naked with the covers at my side, and I tried
to laugh my dream off. It felt so real; the pain, the anger the
frustration. My heart wouldn't stop racing in my chest, and I curled up
behind Alley, smiling as she woke to my touch. "I had another bad dream
honey." I said, eskimo kissing her face as she caressed my neck and
slid her knee up the side of my leg, wrapping herself around me. "It's
okay love. I'm here now." she whispered, kissing me gently as she
rolled over onto me, taking off her bra in one quick motion.
"Morning sex?" I said, grinning as she bit along my neck to entice me.
Her hands pinned down my arms above my head, and I could only lay there
as she ground her hips onto me, spiking my arousal further. "Baby!" I
exclaimed, giggling at her sudden want to dominate me, her hands like
strong chains on my wrists. Alley tossed her hair back, staring down at
me with her eyes half open, and I could almost smell lust coming from
her body.
I tried struggling against her will, but my arms wouldn't so much as
rock one way or another, and I began to frown. As if noticing this, she
flipped us over quickly, wrapping her legs around my back as she held
my face, lips darting one way or another on my neck and chest. "Take
me... I want you on top." she said, in a voice so demanding it made me flinch.
My realization struck me, much like deja vous, and I kissed down on her
neck, slipping down my briefs to give me time to think. Licking up and
down her clavicle, I started to kiss down her chest, looking up sporadically as she ran her fingers through my brown hair, biting her
lip. Kisses started to sink lower, and I finally devised a plan as my
tongue slithered around her inner thigh, biting the crevice where her
thigh met her crotch.
As she moaned in excitement, I slid up quickly, pinning her down to
look her in the eyes. Alley laid there, unmoving and I stopped for a
second to take the moment in, breathing the smell of sex and morning
nature, the idea that it could all be real. Then I let it go, leaning
down with the deepest kiss I could muster. My tongue wrapped around
hers, tasting inside of her lip. Once her mouth opened again to receive
another kiss I screamed into it as hard as I could.
"BIIIIIIIITCH!!!"
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Our bodies popped up the surface, which happened to be at the bottom of an ocean, and I jumped up, putting ever bit of energy I could in my arms as I grabbed water and pulled it behind me, looking back at the Harpye.
For a demon, she really was stunning. Aside from the sharply slanted,
larger than life eyes, long, stringy fingers and pale, veiny skin,
she really was beautiful. Her long hair swirled around her naked body,
barely covering her privates. The Harpye contorted, and I could see the
fire begin to burn her from the inside, eating away at her sin.
Where am I? Which ocean is...
Before I could properly question my surroundings, I noticed the ground
in the distance began to rupture, and I tried not to panic. Another Harpye? Fairly.
I said, closing my eyes as I tried to dig through the dirt. The
creature was coming too fast, and my hands with power could only lift
up so much of the sandy bottom. I'm not gonna make it. I'll have to sink through the sand. I thought, standing firm on the ocean bottom.
On second thought... I
pondered, slamming my fist into the ground as hard as I could. A wave
of dirt went in all directions and I put my body prostrate with the
ground, trying hard to fall into the earth. Nothing. I almost began to
punch the ground again when I just let all of the stress go, relaxing
myself on the ocean bottom.
Floating through, I looked around slowly, not wanting to be stuck in
the muck of the floor. Ten feet down I saw a floating, white leg,
streaming from thigh to toe with angelic lettering. Gripping it, I used
my free left hand to drag her out of the ground with me, trying to keep
my calm so as not to be stuck in the ground.
Finally out, I tried to locate the sun, seeing only the faintest glimpse of light blue in the far right distance. West,
I considered, trying to run as fast as I could. Fairly finally awoke in
my arms, looking up at me with eyes so blue that I had trouble reading
the emotion on her face.
"I saw him." she said, grasping hold of me as I tried to hurry our way
back to land. "Saw who?" I questioned, still moving at break-neck speed
with my legs.
"Brice."
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