CHAPTER NINE

Thierry was taken by surprise. He never had her do this to him before. He knew of it, of course, but he'd never experienced it. Now, he knew what it was like when she and Maya were in her mind, and when Sara had done it with Poppy. He was amazed, when they personified in the middle of the darkened foyer. It was as if they were there, watching a play or a remake, of that fateful night. He frowned, when he saw himself enter the house.

He turned and saw Sara behind him. Her eyes sad and wet. He reached and took her hand, holding it firmly. He kissed her, or felt like he did, since there were just metaphysical beings right now. But to them, it felt real. He saw his other self move and he turned. He was now reading the note she left him.

What's going on? I know this part, he asked.

Sara sighed, We're starting at what happened to you, then..

He nodded, Okay..

They followed the other Thierry, as he moved to the bar. He shot the vial of her blood with vodka, then reached for the rum. They watched in horror, as suddenly, the other Thierry was racked in pain. The bottle spewing the black smoke and covering Thierry's head, clouding his mind. Sara gasped and Thierry grit his teeth, as they watched the scene unfold in front of them. They saw him collapse on the floor. The real Thierry turned to Sara, who was shocked at what she just witnessed.

I didn't know..

Neither did I, she replied.

They saw the figure on the floor raise up and when he did, his face was contorted and his eyes were dark, filled with the black smoke. The smoke dissipated, but his eyes remained silver. It was unsettling to watch, but Thierry held tight to Sara's hand, and they watched together. Then, he resumed drinking the rum, now just plain liquor. The spell was where it aimed to be: possessing Thierry.

They heard the steps creak and turned. They saw the ghost-like Sara descend the stairs, searching for the other Thierry. Sara cringed as the scene replayed before her. Beside her, Thierry's face crumpled and his eyes went hard, hearing the things he said to her. He even jumped, when he saw the other Thierry start snatching Sara, and dragging her around. They followed as the ghosts moved to Thierry's office.

Thierry now saw how Sara's darkroom was destroyed. He growled in horror, as hexed Thierry destroyed her beautiful pictures, and smashed her camera. He turned to face Sara and his eyes were wet.

I'm sorry..

Sara nodded and he turned back to face the memory. Now, he came after her and saw himself shove the other Sara into his desk. Thierry tightened his hold on Sara's hand. She knew it wasn't over. The other Thierry, then, came forward and started his attack. As soon as, he flipped her mirror image and bent her over the desk, Sara stopped it. The scene froze, before them. Thierry turned to her and saw she was crying hard.

Love, don't stop it. I have to see, he said cupping her face.

I can't, Thierry, she sobbed, I can't.

Yes, you can, love. You can. You know why? Cause, I'm here. I'm right here. And, I'm not going anywhere, he replied.

She stared into those beautiful gray eyes.

I love you, Sara. I love you and I'm right here.

She closed her eyes and the scene continued. Thierry pulled Sara into his embrace, shielding her from reliving the moment. Thierry watched it all. He watched, as he attacked his wife and forced himself on her, even taking her on the floor. He heard the awful words he uttered to her, and the look on her face, as he walked away. He saw Sara crumble, into a shell of herself, and pick herself up, leaving the house.

Thierry closed his eyes and held onto his Sara, for dear life. She sobbed into him, and he let his own burning tears fall. He buried his face in her hair, kissing her head. Now, he knew. He knew now, why Sara was so broken and distraught.

I'm so sorry, he whispered, over and over.

Just hold me and never let me go.

He nodded and clung to her. They stayed that way for the longest, crying and comforting each other.

Let's go home, he finally said.

Sara nodded, and in the same way as when they arrived, they wooshed back through the tunnel, and past colors and visions of their memories.

Their psyches came back to their bodies. They were still in the same positions they were in, when they embarked on their psychic journey. He was still laying on her, his head against her's. Sara was under him, clinging to his arms tightly. Thierry raised his head and looked at her. They both still had tears in their eyes. They stared at each other for the longest, before either spoke.

"Oh, God, Sara..I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..I would never.." he offered, stumbling over his words.

"I know. I know." she said, "It's okay, though-"

"No. No. It's not. Sara, I..I hurt you..I rap-" he argued.

She cut him off quickly, "No, you didn't.

"Yes, I did. I forced myself on you. I did that..I-"

Sara grabbed his face in her hands this time and made him focus on her.

"You didn't! It wasn't you. You weren't in your right mind. You were cursed. Don't fall apart on me, Thierry. Please. I need you." she said, her voice faltering.

Thierry nodded and drew in a shaky breath. He leaned his head against her's again.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." he chanted over and over.

Sara shook her head and held him close.

"Just love me, Thierry. Just say you love me."

He kissed her, "I do. Oh, I do. I love you. I love you so much." he answered, kissing her.

Thierry moved over her, kissing her hard and moving his hands over her body. He was still in the space between her thighs, so he positioned himself against her. He would make her feel better. He would take those memories away. He would drive them out of her, and make her see how much he loved her, again. He would fill her with love and trust, again.

Sara arched her back, in response, to his kisses. She wanted to feel him, she wanted to feel him loving her. She wanted her life back. She opened her eyes. She pushed against him, making him sit back in confusion. He rose to his knees, and wondered what she was going to do. Sara rose and pushed him back again, until he fell backwards on the bed. He looked up at her in surprise, and amusement. Sara smiled and started crawling over the top of him. Thierry sucked in a breath sharply, and tried to grab for her. She pushed his arms away and held them down to the bed, pinning them down.

Thierry let her hold him down, "Do it, Sara. Do whatever you want to me." he said, in a husky voice.

She leaned over him and planted her lips on his. Thierry lay still, but kissed her back hard, moaning. Sara reached under and grabbed Thierry's hardened cock in her hot hand. He growled into mouth.

"Yes. Please." he whispered.

She guided him to her opening, and slid herself down over him. The feeling of him in her made her fall forward, planting her hands on his chest, her hair forming a curtain around them. Thierry gripped her hips and moved her, jerking them in a medium pace. Sara threw her body back, and moved into him, riding him. Thierry bowed his head back into the mattress, and thrusted up into Sara, meeting her when they pressed into each other. Every thrust he gave, rubbed Sara's clit, giving her immense pleasure.

They made love passionately, moving against the other, and filling the room with moans so loud, they were sure the others could hear her. Thierry felt his canines extend and he was close, so close to his climax. Sara was reaching her point also. She looked down, and saw Thierry's silver eyes and fangs. She grinned, but kept her hands on his chest, to hold him down, and she continued to ride him.

She felt her her belly fill with pleasure, and her climax exploded, making her body tremble and shudder with spasms. She started to slow, but Thierry hadn't cum yet. He took hold of her hips and jerked them, moving her over him again. He moved her faster and harder, she had no choice, but to brace herself. He groaned, as he got closer to reaching his peak. He growled out loud, and his load burst into her, filling her, again.

Sara felt her body still quivering, at the spasms of her orgasm. Her body gave small jerks over Thierry's slightly, soften cock, still in her. Thierry lay under her, breathing hard, his canines shortened. Then, he reached up and pulled her down to lay on him. He kissed her gently, softly nibbling her lips, and tucked her into the crook of his shoulder.

"I love you, so much, babe." he said, lowly.

"Babe? That's a first." she replied.

He chuckled. "I guess, I'm still caught up in the moment. That was amazing." he answered.

Sara smiled and snuggled into him. She was starting to feel back to normal. She was starting to feel back at ease.

"I love you." she sighed.

He held her closer and closed his eyes. He had his love back in his arms and by his side.

That's all I want, he thought.

They fell back asleep for a couple hours. A knock at the door made Thierry stir. The knock came again a little louder. Thierry, hurriedly, grabbed for the blankets to cover his and Sara's naked bodies. She hadn't woken yet and she was laying, straddling him still. So, he couldn't exactly move. The best option, he could see, was to cover themselves. And, try to hurry and get rid of whoever was at their door. Thierry cleared his throat.

"Yeah?"

He was expecting whoever it was to just call out, but the doorknob turned and the door opened.

Shit, Thierry thought, trying his best to hide his and Sara's..physical state.

"Hey..whoa! Oh..uh..shit. Sorry." James said, looking away after he entered, and saw the two bodies entangled together.

"Yeah, you're telling me." Thierry mumbled.

Poppy pushed past James, when he stopped. She was irritated, that he stood in the doorway and didn't let her in.

"Jamie! For crying out loud! Move out the-..uh.." she started, then cut off seeing Thierry and Sara in bed.

Thierry rolled his eyes, "Please, tell me, no one else is behind you." he demanded.

James, still looked down, at the floor, averting his gaze. Poppy bit her lips and looked away also. James cleared his throat.

"Uh, no. Just us...we'll just wait.." he said, tugging at Poppy.

"We were just worried. Ya'll been up here all morning and..um..now we see why." Poppy said, smiling.

Poppy! James scolded telepathically.

Thierry cleared his throat, telling them they should go. Just then, Sara stirred at hearing the voices. She raised her head, opening her eyes. She was about to speak, but froze when she noticed the other couple in the room. Her eyes widened and she pulled the comforter more over her. She slid off Thierry's body and hid her face.

"Oh, gosh!" she moaned, embarassed.

Thierry laughed, raising his body on his elbows. He motioned that James and Poppy should go. Poppy was too excited to see his warning. She rushed forwards and threw herself on Sara's covered, but naked, body. She jumped, excitedly.

"Sara! You're okay!" Poppy cried out.

Thierry, Sara and James all cried out at the same time, when Poppy jumped on the bed.

"POPPY!"

She looked up and froze. She realized she was in Thierry's bed..with a naked Sara..and Thierry...

She jumped back off the bed, just as quickly, and backed up towards the door, bumping into James' body. She had covered her mouth with a hand.

"Oh..uh..I'm..so, very sorry..I..was just," she apologized, blushing profusely.

James ducked his head, also embarassed. He wrapped an arm around Poppy's waist, and started pulling her out the room.

"Yeah, uh, anyway. We just wanted to make sure..ya'll were, um, okay.." he explained.

"And, apparently, you are.." Poppy finished.

Sara put her face in her hand, feeling her face redden. Thierry shook his head.

"Okay. We established how..'fine' Sara and I are. Now, can you..do you mind?" he said, signaling for them to go.

"Um, right. We'll uh, go.." James replied, pulling Poppy out and shutting the door.

Thierry sighed and lay back. Sara was still on her stomach, her face in her hands. He rolled on his side and rubbed her back. She turned her head, peeking out through her fingers. Thierry laughed and rolled her onto her back. He leaned over her and kissed her gently.

"That was embarassing." she mumbled under his lips.

"Mm-hmm." he mumbled back, still kissing her.

Sara slid a hand up his chest, and curled it around his neck. She closed her eyes, and Thierry deepened the kiss. He slid a hand up her covered frame, and caressed her cheek. He moved his hand over her face, down her neck and to grasp her shoulder. He pulled her body close to him and moved his mouth from her lips, down her neck, to her breasts. Sara let out an 'oh' of desire and let her head dangle backwards.

Theirry grinned against her lips, and lay her down again. He lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Sara looked up at him, with surprised desire. He kissed her deep and hard, pushing his tongue in her mouth. Sara had an idea and suddenly caught his tongue and sucked on it. The move caused Thierry to hiss, then growl. He, suddenly, lifted her up, in his arms and sat her on his waist. He sat on his knees and held her onto him. He continued his hot kisses and took his cock in his hands. Sara moaned under his kiss, then tilted her head back.

Thierry took her throat, but didn't bite. He nibbled and licked, sucking on her neck. He gently pushed his hardness up into her tight, warm folds. Sara's feet barely touched the bed, so she couldn't move against him. She looked at Thierry, questioningly.

He smiled crookedly, "I'm gonna do all the work." he said, slyly.

He wrapped his arms around her and held her securely. She clutched his muscles for support and to brace herself. Thierry started moving her hips up, down, back and forth. The double pleasure of him hitting her clit, and something else, sent her nearly over the edge. He was deep in her and everytime he pushed into her, and moved her, he rubbed something else that gave her body shakes. He felt her body shake hard, he knew exactly what he was doing, what he was hitting.

He kept up his rhythm, pushing and pulling her hips against him. He moved her faster and harder, pumping her as hard as he could. He grit his teeth and moaned, feeling his climax rising. He wanted to come, before she did, so that he could see her orgasm. He felt his stomach clench and then the spasms started, gushing his seed into her womb. He was overcome with his orgasm, but continued pumping Sara hard and fast and deep.

He felt Sara's body shake incontrollably now. He felt her insides squeeze his cock and suddenly, she tensed. Her body tightening hard. He felt her juices pour out of her, and over him. She was crying out loud now, squealing in a pitched voice. She clung to him so tightly, that her nails dug into his skin. It was like she was trying to climb him.

Thierry smirked, and moved to lay her back on the bed. He lay over and watched her squirm and jerk at the spasms, that filled her entire body.

"Geez, Sara." he said, amused.

She had moved her hands from him and rubbed them over her own body. She clenched one in a fists and pushed it against her stomach. The other clutched Thierry's stomach, trying to pull him to her. He took her lips into his, to stop her loud squealing and screeching.

After about two minutes, Sara started relaxing, feeling the spasms slowly fade. Now, she was breathing so hard, trying to still her heart. Thierry pulled away from her lips and looked at her, still smiling slyly.

"What..what..was..that?" Sara asked, still trying to catch her breath.

Small shivers still ran through her, and she ran a hand over her face and lips.

"How'd it feel?" Thierry asked.

"Oh, my, gosh..amazing! It was incredible! It was..I don't know.." she answered, trying to find the words to describe it.

Thierry gave a quick laugh, "G-spot." he explained.

Sara looked up at him amazed, then smiled.

"I've never had one before." she said, biting her lip, "I heard of it, but..we never..you never.." she trailed off.

"I know. But, this seemed like the right time." he answered.

"Oh, yes." she whispered, dreamily, closing her eyes.

Thierry smiled and moved off her. He lay back and pulled her to him. He'd done it. He had her back. His love was back. He held her and kissed her head.

"I love you."

Sara smiled, "I love you, too."

They lay in bed a few minutes more, before finally getting up to shower and dress. They showered together, acting like they were first-time lovers again. They dressed and got ready to go downstairs to face the rest of the Daybreakers.


Okay, chapter nine is up and THANKS somuch for the watches and faves and the encouragement! I love it! I'm working as hard and fast as I can, so I appreciate everyone being patient and sticking with me. Please review! :)