*****This chapter contains foul language and sex, including oral sex.*****
Rachel moaned and rolled over on her side. She tried to curl up in a ball, but her knee hit something firm. In fact, the whole surface she was laying on was firm and lumpy. She drug her arm across the surface and found that it started to curve instead of lay flat. Something was definitely wrong. She groggily opened her eyes and came face to face with an orange pompom. She glanced down. She didn't remember having a body pillow, but apparently she had acquired one last night. And somehow her little blue dress had gotten back on her. She realized she was in the Neibolt house. And she wasn't exactly laying on a bed.
Rachel smiled and ran her hand up Pennywise's chest as she nuzzled against him. "This is a nice surprise. I haven't seen you in a couple of days."
She could almost hear him smile as his breath tickled the top of her head. "I did not hear my kitten complaining."
Her smile widened. "Hmm not at all." She snaked her arm around his waist. "But I did miss you though. Even though you were still at the play, I still wish I could have seen you there. The Pennywise you." She reached out and touched his bottom lip.
Pennywise grinned. "Then you can have me all day today, my swee-t." He closed his lips around her finger and started sucking on it.
Rachel licked her bottom lip as she instantly started to get turned on. Pennywise's golden eyes met hers. He released her finger then gave it a lick. In a flash, she was scrambling up his chest. She smashed her lips against his and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her as close to him as possible. They started making out. Pennywise ran his hands down her back until he got to her bottom. He grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard. Rachel moaned against his mouth and pressed her pelvis against his. He was hard for her.
He pulled his mouth away from hers. They were both breathing hard. "So eager to get started, my dear."
"Yes." She bent forward to kiss him again and gasped when her head wouldn't go any farther. Pennyise had grabbed a fistful of her hair.
His grin could not have been more devious. "Such a good girl. So eager to receive pleasure from your daddy."
Her heart was pounding. "I do want to receive pleasure from you. And I want to give it to you as well. Last night was…amazing. It was so beautiful. But I want to be with you too. The real you."
He brought his face to where it was inches from hers. "Then I shall give my princess what she wants."
Pennywise started to turn over, bringing Rachel with him. There was a mattress underneath him. Rachel hadn't even noticed. Surprisingly it was still in decent condition and she couldn't help but wonder if he hadn't brought it over there for her.
She lay on her back and once again Pennywise got on top of her. He ran his nose up between her breasts. He brought a hand down to rub her mound. Rachel moaned when she felt his fingers slide right into her folds through her dress. And then it hit her. She wasn't wearing any panties. Apparently when Pennywise had dressed her, he had thought she didn't need them. He kept rubbing her. She started moving her pelvis against his hand.
"Please," she whispered.
His face was back in hers. "Patience, kit-ten. Since you were such a good princess last night, daddy has a treat for you."
He removed his hand, brought it up to his mouth, and removed the glove with his teeth. He tossed it aside. He brought his hand back down and hiked up her dress.
When she felt his bare fingers slide along her mound, she moaned. "Ohhh, Penny. Yes." She let her head fall back.
"Such a good girl," Pennywise crooned as she writhed against his hand. "Do you want your treat now?"
"Yes," she moaned.
"Do you want it?"
"Yes, baby. I want it."
He kept rubbing her as he started to move down. What Rachel didn't see was that as he did so, his arm started to twist.
"Oh, Penny," she said again. She felt his hand leave and was about to protest when she felt his mouth on her. She gasped, over and over as he went down on her. "Ohh fuck!" Her hands reached out and she grabbed his hair. She pushed herself as far up against his mouth as she could go. He ate her out some more. Then his tongue shot out and she threw her head back as it slid into her core.
Rachel was shaking now, her body a writhing mess. When her climax hit, her back arched. She let go of his hair and tried to grab at the bedspread that wasn't there. She screamed over and over as her sweet cream coated Pennywise's tongue.
When her orgasm had passed, Rachel fell limply back onto the bed, utterly spent. Pennywise pulled his tongue out.
"Such a good, sweet kitten," he crooned as he rubbed her abdomen. "Next time daddy will be inside you."
Rachel smiled at his words and closed her eyes.
His eyes lit up with a demonic glow. "Next time, I make you my mate."
After Pennywise had tongue fucked her into oblivion, they had snuggled together for a bit on the mattress. Then Rachel had told him that she had promised her mom after the play that she would meet her and her step dad for brunch the next day. Surprisingly, Pennywise let her go, and he ended up leaving Rachel alone for the rest of the day to spend with her family.
Now it was Monday. Rachel's Cinderella days were officially over, which she felt kind of sad about. But for once she had something to feel excited about. She thought about Pennywise and his sweet, goofy smile. He was so gentle and caring, yet super protective. And then there was Roman, who had a romantic, old fashioned, yet daring charm about him. Same person. And they were both hers. Her stomach flip-flopped.
"And what are you so happy about?" Mrs. Stout asked.
Rachel blushed. Apparently she had been staring into space, grinning like an idiot. She shrugged, but her grin still remained.
"Nothing."
"It wouldn't be that boy that was in here the other day, would it?"
Rachel started twirling the braid that was hanging over her shoulder. "Yeah. I guess."
"Sweetheart, just because I'm old and divorced, doesn't mean I don't know first love when I see it."
Rachel felt her heart swell at the head librarian's words. Could she really be in love with Pennywise?
Later that morning, Rachel was shelving. She had her back turned. Suddenly she felt something touch her neck and she jumped, startled. She whirled around. Roman stood behind her, laughing softly.
"You!" She playfully slapped him. "You scared the hell out of me."
Roman touched her temple. He was still laughing. "I'm so sorry, sweetie."
Rachel shook her head. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you. I missed you."
She gave him a look. "You just saw me yesterday morning."
"I know. But still." He leaned forward and gave Rachel a peck on the lips. "So I was thinking…"
"You better be careful. I hear that's dangerous."
Roman smirked at her. "Cute. So I was wondering, why don't you go home after work, put on your bathing suit, and come meet me at the cliffs."
Rachel raised her eyebrows at him. "The cliffs?"
"Sure. We can get nice and wet. Splash around a bit. It'll be fun."
"You do know there's only one way down there, right?"
He grabbed her braid and started playing with it. "This coming from the same girl who brought me behind the Neibolt house, of all places, to seduce me."
Rachel laughed. "Seduce you? Last I remember, you kissed me first."
He folded in his lips, a thoughtful look on his face. "True. So will you come with me?"
Rachel shifted the pile of books in her arms. "I would do anything with you."
He winked at her. "Good. See you this afternoon, princess."
Rachel's heart lept. After she was sure Roman had left out of sight, she did a little dance of joy.
"We have to warn Rachel about Roman," said Bill.
"Fuck yeah we have to warn her," said Eddie. "I mean, did you see his shadow? Talk about a fucking creepfest."
"I wonder why she couldn't see it," said Ben.
"Probably for the same reason none of the other adults can," Mike added.
The Losers' Club sat at a picnic table at the park, discussing on whether or not they should warn Bill's cousin about their suspicions about her new beau.
"Poor Rachel. She seemed so nice the other night. I wonder if she knows," said Beverly, her
pretty face in a pout.
"I hope not. I mean, what if she's boning him?" said Richie.
Bill punched him lightly in the shoulder. "Richie! That's my c-cousin you're talking about."
Richie put his hands up. "Just saying."
"So what are we going to do?" Stan asked.
"We go to the l-library," said Bill. "Pennywise won't be l-lurking around over there. And we can tell her what we saw at the p-play."
"But what if she doesn't believe us?" Ben asked. "What if she thinks we're crazy?"
"Better for her if she thinks we are," Bev admitted.
Rachel was at the circulation desk that afternoon. A group of kids walked in the door. She did a double take. It was Bill and his friends, his usual ones plus the two kids she had met Saturday night at the play, Ben and Beverly. There was also a dark skinned kid with them that she hadn't seen before. She gave them a suspicious look as they hastened towards her.
"Hey, guys. What's up?"
"Rachel, we need to talk to you," said Bill.
She glanced around, but didn't see Mrs. Stout anywhere. Rachel figured whatever it was must be important for their whole gang to show up like that. Especially Richie. He avoided the library
like the plague.
"Let's go find a back table," she said.
"And why didn't you come to my play, Eddie?" Rachel asked him in a mockingly accusing voice as she brought them to a nice quiet spot. Luckily the day had been slow.
"Really? You know how my mother is. All those people all close to each other."
Rachel tried not to roll her eyes. "True." Mrs, Kaspbrak was one of the main reasons why her son was so paranoid of everything. She was surprised Eddie's mom had even let him go to school. Rachel waited until the kids had made themselves comfortable. "Okay. Talk."
Ten minutes later, she was numbly listening to what they had come to tell her. "So you're saying that Pennywise is real and that he's been doing things to scare you."
"Yeah, like bad stuff. Really h-horrific things. It's like he knows what we're s-scared of."
Rachel sighed. A cold feeling had seeped into her chest. "And you're saying that Roman is Pennywise."
"See. I told you she'd believe us. She's known us long enough to know bullshit when she sees it," said Richie.
Rachel thought carefully. There was no way she could tell them that she already knew about Roman. Or the extent of how deep her relationship was with Pennywise. One thing was for sure. She was going to have to have a good talk with her clown lover.
Apparently Stan had noticed the strained look on Rachel's face. He gestured at her. "You see, guys. We've totally freaked her out. I mean, what if we're wrong about Roman. What if it was just a trick of the lights making his shadow look like that?"
Richie clapped his hand on Stan's shoulder. "And did you see Rachel's shadow looking like it was about five feet taller than her?"
Stan gave him a sheepish look.
"It's alright, Stan. I'm having a hard time believing all this too. But none of you have any reason to lie to me." Rachel stood up and pushed her chair back in. "Look, I need to get back to work. Thank you guys so much for telling me all this. I promise I will be really careful and keep my eyes open."
"P-please be careful, Rachel," said Bill.
The look of desperation on his face broke her heart. "I will," she told him even though she knew it was a lie. She had thrown careful out the window weeks ago.
"Roman!"
Rachel was almost to the edge of the cliffs. Roman was nowhere to be found. Rachel was supposed to meet him there. She put her hands on her hips and called him again. She found a large rock to sit on. She started thinking about everything that Bill and his friends had told her. After they had left, her spirits had been down. She was still upset that Pennywise had been targeting the kids like that. She heard a rustling sound behind her. She turned and saw Roman saunter out of the trees.
Rachel put a smile back on her face and stood. "Hey."
"Hey, beautiful."
Roman came up to her and pulled her into a hug. Rachel put her head against his chest and sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just... rough day." She pulled away from him.
He reached out to twirl a strand of her hair. "You mean after I left?"
She nodded.
"Well I am here now. And we are going to have some fun."
Rachel smiled, a genuine smile this time.
Roman took off his shirt. "So what do you say? Ready for a swim?"
A few minutes later, they were standing at the edge of the cliffs, Rachel in her bikini and him in his swim trunks.
"I cannot believe we are about to do this," she said.
"Relax. This will be a piece of cotton candy."
Rachel raised an eyebrow at him. "Cotton candy?"
He shrugged. "Or cake. Whichever you prefer." He grabbed her hand. "Ready?"
"No," she squeaked.
"Well then we're jumping anyway. One, two, three."
They jumped. Rachel felt like a bullet as she plummeted, the water rushing up towards her. It stung when she hit. She went under. She could hear the water rushing in her ears, filling her nose. She broke the surface and instantly started sputtering. Roman had just popped up next to her.
"Whoo!" he hollered. "We did it."
"Yeah!" Rachel called out.
He floated towards her. "You did it, Rachel. I'm proud of you."
She felt herself grinning from ear to ear. Her heart pounded from the adrenaline rush.
"That's my girl."
Roman leaned in to kiss her, but she splashed him. His face took on a surprised expression. He splashed her back. Rachel splashed him again and yelped when he rushed at her and threw his arms around her. She tried to bite his arm and laughed because she knew she couldn't reach.
"Oh no you don't, "Roman said.
Before Rachel knew it, they were wrestling and throwing water at each other. She started coughing when some flew in her mouth.
Roman started hitting her on the back. "You alright?"
She nodded.
"Next time, don't start something you can't finish."
Rachel rolled her eyes at him. "Yes, dear."
She was kind of tired after their aquatic frolic, so Roman suggested that they swim over to the shallows. It was nice having her feet touch bottom. Rachel laid on her back to show Roman how she could float.
"You do that pretty well," he said. Of course his words sounded muffled. Rachel stared at the blue sky above her. It was so peaceful out here, just her and Roman. But there were things she needed to ask him, and now was as good a time as any. Rachel placed herself upright. Water ran down her body in rivulets.
"Why have you never been with me as Pennywise?"
Roman looked at her sideways, a lazy smile on his face. "Where did that come from?"
"Well, I was just thinking..."
"That's dangerous, you know."
Rachel stuck her tongue out at him. "I was thinking, Pennywise has pleasured me three times now, but he's still never made love to me. You have."
"Rachel, when I'm Pennywise..." he sighed, an uneasy, almost sad look came across his handsome face. "I have to be so careful when I'm with you. I'm a lot bigger; I'm stronger. Look, you've seen me kill someone. And you know I would never do anything like that to you, right?"
"Right," Rachel replied without any doubt in her mind.
"I'm not a flowers and sunshine kind of person, Rachel. I'm sure you've at least figured that part out."
Rachel sighed. No, you're the kind of person who goes around scaring the daylights out of innocent kids, she thought.
She placed her hands on his chest. "Penny, I need to ask you something. I've heard things about you. Things that kind of…worry me."
She could feel his chest muscles tense up under her hands. "Alright."
"I've heard you've been going around scaring some of the kids in town. Is that true?"
He heaved a sigh and Rachel could feel him relax again.
"Intense emotions get me… over excited. That's one of the reasons why I love pleasing you so much. When I feel you start writhing underneath me, knowing that it's from pleasure that I'm giving you…" He exhaled loudly and shook his head. "Rachel, you don't know what that does to me. That's why I'm so scared to be with you as Pennywise. You don't know what kind of damage I could do if I let myself get too carried away."
Rachel saw in her head the first night that he had come in her room. Was that why he had really ripped her shirt? Because he had been so over-excited by her desire?
She ran her hands up Roman's chest and over his shoulders. She really didn't want to break up with him over something like this. And that's exactly what she would be doing. Even though they hadn't actually made anything official yet, she considered Pennywise her boyfriend.
"Can I ask you to do something, please?"
He rubbed her shoulder. "Anything."
"Please stop scaring the kids."
He smiled. And with the bits of sunlight reflecting off the water on his skin, Rachel could truly understand how he could be from another world. "You got it."
He started kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She could feel his hands on her waist. As the kiss deepened, he started dragging his hands downwards. She felt him start to pull down her bikini bottom. She started throbbing. He slid his hand down the front of her bikini and found her nub. He started rubbing. Rachel took a deep breath. She didn't know what it was about water, but for some reason it heightened the sensation of his hand against her already sensitive flesh. Her legs grew weak.
Roman pulled his mouth away from hers and let out a dark chuckle. "Does that mean we're done swimming?"
"What do you think?"
She smashed her lips against his, but he pulled back. "Why don't we go back to shore? It'll be easier."
"I don't care where we do it at. So long as you make love to me."
Roman pulled her full force against him. He kissed her so hard, it literally took her breath away. He broke the kiss and grabbed her arm. "Come on."
They splashed through the water. Their feet were already touching bottom, so it didn't take long for them to reach land. Rachel's legs felt wobbly as she stepped on shore. Roman pulled her over to where the dirt met grass. His green eyes were filled with desire as he crouched down, pulling down her bikini bottom as he went. Rachel stepped out of it and he put it aside.
In one swift move, his mouth was on her. Rachel's mouth fell open in a silent moan and her legs turned to jelly. She put her hands on his shoulders as his tongue swirled around and around your nub. You wanted him so badly. She spread her legs wider to give him easier access. As a second thought, she reached behind her and took off her bikini top.
He started sucking on her nub. Rachel dug her nails into his shoulders and let out a gasp that was more like a squeak. She closed her eyes as she let the delectable sensation of his tongue take over her. She let her head fall back. When she opened her eyes, the blue sky was above her. She felt wild, untamed. Like an Amazon warrior goddess from the days of Greek mythology.
She climaxed with much less force than usual, and lasted much longer. Roman grasped her thighs to support her as she moaned softly.
Her legs shook badly. Roman laid her down on the grass. He took off his swim trunks. He didn't waste any time. In two quick thrusts, he was inside her. He started moving with a velocity that both shocked and excited Rachel at the same time. The sounds of their love making could be heard clearly in the still air. Rachel was starting to set up for her second orgasm when Roman's voice broke through the moment.
"Oh. Rachel. I can't... I can't hold it."
"Let go, Penny. Let go," she told him.
Roman snarled. Rachel cried out as, with an inhuman strength, he flipped her over on all fours. He pushed himself back into her again.
"Why did you have to call me that?" His voice was a growl.
"Wha-" was all that Rachel could mutter.
Roman started to feel different, larger. Rachel bent forward and pulled ahold of the grass. Something was happening to Roman. Something was changing.
And she liked it.
Rachel could hear him making guttural grunting noises. But his voice sounded different, more high pitched. She felt a hand on her back. A gloved hand.
Pennywise.
She orgasmed. Hard. Pennywise was fucking her. She came over and over.
She started to sag as soon as she finished. Pennywise's hands shot out to grab her waist. He came shortly after.
Finally, he pulled out of her. He let go of her waist and she dropped like a sack of flour. Rachel was in the dirt, naked and covered in sweat. She had just had sex with technically not one, but two men.
Pennywise grabbed her by the waist and turned her over on her side. She rolled over the rest of the way, her torso resting against his legs as he knelt next to her. His gold eyes bore into hers and his full lips turned up into his usual impish grin.
"Did you enjoy that, my sweet?"
Rachel nodded, a weary but satisfied grin on her face. "I have never experienced anything like that."
Pennywise giggled. "Well you better get used to it, my dear. You are my mate now. We can do a lot of things like that."
Rachel glanced up at him, an odd feeling settling in her stomach that had nothing to do with sore muscles.
"Mate?"
Pennywise nodded his head eagerly, making the ruffle around his neck flounce. "Yes. You and I have mated. That means you are mine."
Rachel placed her hand on her temple, her heart pounding. She was his? What exactly did that mean? And why did she have a feeling there was no turning back from it?
