-Reunion-
Author's note: hello all! Well, this chapter has a little more *ahem* content *ahem* in it and may not be suitable for the younger audience. I'm sorry but I can't help it, my "guy friend" gave me ideas, so I can't help but share them with everyone. Also, Risika helped muchily with her erotica story. Once again, if you are uncomfortable with sexual situations, please don't read on after I stop typing my author's note, which is...now!
~Chapter 2~
"Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hekate, Demeter, Kali, Innana," the coven chanted as we spun in merry circles under the full moon. I was standing between my brother and father, and was one of the most energetic ones there. I felt energy pulsing through my body, flowing through every part of me, my mind, body and soul. Taking a harmony part and going higher than everyone else, I felt overwhelmed with warm emotions. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sang and cheered. Finally the circle slowed to a walk, but my energy was not gone, I didn't feel refreshed, but too full. We dropped hands, which must have been a bad idea, because suddenly my knees buckled and I fell to the ground shaking and crying from pain. Instantly I felt Aaron's presence at my side, comforting and holding me.
"Do you need help getting up?" he asked, his presence like a healing beam of sunlight, sheltering me from everything.
"Yes," I answered, shuddering, my body racking in pain. "But not now, I need to rest."
"You'd better ground yourself Alwyn. You need to give some energy back to the earth." My father said these words softly taking me from Aaron and setting me on the ground.
"It hurts Da," I cried clutching my chest, stomach, head, and everything, rolling myself into a ball.
"Stop moving sweetie, I'll help you but you have to stop moving. Everything will be alright. Shhh.It's okay little one." He comforted, stroking me softy, and then speaking a spell. "Da, make it stop, it hurts too much! My head feels like it's going to explode!" I screamed. "It will stop soon darling," he said to me in a soft voice. Then I blacked out, spiraling down into darkness and cold.
When I woke up I was in my bed with herb pouches on my chest, head, arms, and stomach. My body was covered in bruises and scratches from scratching and hitting myself to stop the pain. It hurt to move at all, even the rising and falling of my chest shot a pain through my chest like someone stabbing a knife through the space between my breasts. I clutched my chest and groaned out of pain. My aunt came in after hearing me stir. "Oh good, you're awake, we were all getting worried about you my dear. That was some performance." she said. "It was no performance; it really hurt, and still does. Where's my father?" I asked. "Oh he's out, getting some tea with Hunter and your uncle Beck. Do you need anything? Some tea perhaps?" she asked. I nodded and she walked out to get a cup of tea and some herbs, humming as she did. I sighed heavily and heard a knock at the door. Confused I thought of who it could be at this time. I heard aunt Sheilah answer the door on the other side of the house and down the stairs. "Hello Stephen. I'm sorry, but Hunter is not here. He-"she stopped in mid- sentence as he spoke. "I'm not here for Hunter, I'm here for Alwyn. Is she up yet?" he asked. "Well, yes, she's in her room, you can go on up. Do you know where it is?" she asked, sounding a little too comfortable with him. I looked down at what I was wearing. It was a skimpy nightgown of black satin and lace that went down to half of my thigh. I got up to get my sheer robe on as he came in. I turned as I felt his presence at my back, his eyes taking in every revealing inch of me. "Hello Alwyn. How are you feeling?" he stepped closer as he spoke. He had closed the space I had put between us and was now within a foot of me. My breathing got faster and I felt my heart pounding in my chest. He put his hand on my cheek, and with his fingers, traced an imaginary line down to the middle of my chest, between my breasts. "You look very nice Alwyn. I like it when you dress like this; it brings out your exceptional beauty." He said as he opened my robe and, with his mind, shut the door to my room and locked it. Gently he put his hands on my hips and directed me over to my bed. I felt my feet moving tried to stop them, but found myself unable to control my own body. He sat on my bed and pulled me on top of him, one leg on each side, his eyes looking hungry, his hands searching my entire body, and I could not stop him. He started taking my untied robe off and untying the back of my nightgown. His hands wandered to my butt and squeezed hard. He smiled at my reaction, my back arching and my hips rolling forward. I found myself becoming more and more comfortable with him and it was easier to be in this position. I pressed my body to him, smiled, and giggled. We started kissing, his tongue filling my mouth, darting over my lips, pulling mine into his mouth. He pulled us down onto the bed and onto our sides, putting his leg between mine. I could feel his bulging erection against my thigh. He started rolling his hips and feeling between my legs. He put his finger inside me and I gripped it with all my might. I slid my hands down to the waist of his pants, and then plunged in, gripping the hard-on and sliding up and down. My hips started a rolling motion, again and again, going up and down. He pulled away to take my night gown off, pull open his pants, and take my hands off his penis. He positioned himself on top of me, his cock floating over my flat stomach, and then had a look as if he'd just changed his mind. He sat up and rolled onto his back, his cock floating above him. I knew what he wanted me to do, so I scooted closer and put the cock in my mouth, going in and out with it, and stroking with my hands. After about fifteen minutes I put myself on top of him, ready to put his sex in me. Just then, a stone fell out of his hand and my head took over. My eyes widened and I stared at him in shock of what he could have done to me. I hurriedly got off of him and got my clothes back on. "How could you do that to me you bastard?! How dare you walk into my house, put a spell on my family and expect me to be so low as to have sex with you! You are the stupidest imbecile I have ever seen!! You're a heartless, greedy son of a bitch and you should live on the streets with all the other whoremongors in this town! I never want to see you anywhere near me, my family, my friends, or anyone or anywhere I hang out. I'll have nothing to do with you after your actions have spoken like this. If I do see you with anyone I so much as have met, I'll rip your eyes out, sever your hands, and slice your tongue out of your mouth, so you can never do any spell imaginable. You'll never be able to look, touch, or talk a girl ever again. Now get out of my house and never darken our presences again. Ever!" I screamed at him, so annoyed and full of hatred that could make a sun the size of a thousand red giants. By this time he had put his pants back on and walked toward me to give me another kiss. I slapped him as hard as I could, then use my telekinesis to unlock and open the door then push him out. I used my other hand to flip him off. As soon as he was gone I feel to my knees and cried. Aaron's going to hate me now, I thought. Hunter too, he'll want me dead for saying such things to Stephen. I sent Hunter a witch message to come home. Along with it I sent my emotion. Hunter and my father were here within minutes, sitting next to me and comforting me as I cried and told my story through a veil of tears and sobs. I could feel Hunter's shock and understanding as I replayed the events in my head. My father stood in the corner while I changed into real clothes so Hunter could take me to see Aaron. I dressed simply in a T-shirt and camouflage pants with ankle boots. I sat in the back of hunter's SUV and rocked myself back and fourth, while my brother and father sat in front and talked about how they were going to deal with this event. We arrived at Aaron's and Hunter opened the car door for me to climb out. I scooted away from him and started crying. "I'm not going in there. He's going to call me a whore and then he'll break up with me and I don't want that. I love him but I betrayed him and I don't want to be hurt anymore." I cried. "Alwyn, he won't hate you, or call you a whore or anything like that if he really loves you like he says he does." Hunter explained. "But what if he-, "I stopped. "He won't, now come on," he said. I climbed out and he walked me to the door with his arm around my shoulder and the other holding my hand for comfort. My father knocked on the door and waited as someone came to answer it. "Mrs. Hightower, hello, is Aaron home?" he asked in a pleasant tone. She took one look at me and hurried us all inside and called Aaron from his room in the attic. When he saw me he ran to me and looked in my eyes. I never looked back but looked in a different direction while tears rolled down my face. "Sage, what's wrong? Why won't you look at me?" he asked. I looked at him then, showing my fear in my eyes, then ran out as fast as I could. "Sage! Come back!" he yelled after me, his voice fading into the background as I ran to the only place I knew was safe. Nikolas lived down next to a river near the park. When I reached his doorstep I knock madly. He opened the door almost immediately. His eyes widened as he saw me, took in my appearance, and then he pulled me into his arms to comfort me. "What happened Sage? You can tell me. Shhh, it's alright, just calm down, I'm here," he said comforting me. I realized he didn't have a shirt on and was fairly wet. He smelled of soap and had a towel on around his waist. "I've sinned greatly Nikolas. Stephen, he came into my room and I was in my nightgown, and he had a charged stone, and he took control of my head and body. He made me enjoy him." I said, crying still. "Come inside, sit in the living room. I'm going to get dressed and then you can tell me everything. It's going to be alright Alwyn, don't worry. Does your brother know you're here?" I shook my head and he nodded. "Alright then, have a seat, I'll be right back," he said and went to his room. He came out in a blue sweater that brought out his eyes and khaki pants that almost matched his hair. He sat down next to me. I was sitting, curled up on his couch hugging a pillow. "Do you want to tell me what is going on?" he asked. "When I fainted at the circle I blacked out completely then woke up in my bed in my pajamas. I don't know if you've ever seen them, but they're a black satin nightgown that has lace around the edges and goes to my mid thigh. Anyways, I heard someone at the door, it was Stephen. My aunt answered the door and said that Hunter wasn't there. But he said he didn't need to see hunter, he wanted to see me. So my aunt Sheilah said I was in my room and he came up as I put on my sheer robe. He had a charged stone and he got really close. We got really close. We were ready to go all the way, when he dropped the stone and I realized what I was doing, what he was doing to me. I told him I never wanted to see him again and if I did I would rip out his eyes, sever his hands, and cut out his tongue so he could never do this to another girl again. "I whispered softly. He sighed deeply. "I should have known he would do this sort of thing with you Alwyn," he said. "He has been talking about how much he wants you lately. Every part of you. He said soon you would willingly be his and imagined what you looked like under your corsets and such. I thought it was sicker than hell, and so did Hunter. I'm sorry, I should have protected you more." He said "it's not your fault Nikolas," I said. Then there was a knock at the door. "Nikolas, it's Hunter!" my brother yelled. "I'm coming," Nikolas said, "I'll be right back. Stay here." I nodded.
Well that's the end! HA! Hehe, okay, yeah, I'm sorry if any of you were offended byt this chapter, I swear that's the last time. I promise. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in someone else's eye.
Author's note: hello all! Well, this chapter has a little more *ahem* content *ahem* in it and may not be suitable for the younger audience. I'm sorry but I can't help it, my "guy friend" gave me ideas, so I can't help but share them with everyone. Also, Risika helped muchily with her erotica story. Once again, if you are uncomfortable with sexual situations, please don't read on after I stop typing my author's note, which is...now!
~Chapter 2~
"Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hekate, Demeter, Kali, Innana," the coven chanted as we spun in merry circles under the full moon. I was standing between my brother and father, and was one of the most energetic ones there. I felt energy pulsing through my body, flowing through every part of me, my mind, body and soul. Taking a harmony part and going higher than everyone else, I felt overwhelmed with warm emotions. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sang and cheered. Finally the circle slowed to a walk, but my energy was not gone, I didn't feel refreshed, but too full. We dropped hands, which must have been a bad idea, because suddenly my knees buckled and I fell to the ground shaking and crying from pain. Instantly I felt Aaron's presence at my side, comforting and holding me.
"Do you need help getting up?" he asked, his presence like a healing beam of sunlight, sheltering me from everything.
"Yes," I answered, shuddering, my body racking in pain. "But not now, I need to rest."
"You'd better ground yourself Alwyn. You need to give some energy back to the earth." My father said these words softly taking me from Aaron and setting me on the ground.
"It hurts Da," I cried clutching my chest, stomach, head, and everything, rolling myself into a ball.
"Stop moving sweetie, I'll help you but you have to stop moving. Everything will be alright. Shhh.It's okay little one." He comforted, stroking me softy, and then speaking a spell. "Da, make it stop, it hurts too much! My head feels like it's going to explode!" I screamed. "It will stop soon darling," he said to me in a soft voice. Then I blacked out, spiraling down into darkness and cold.
When I woke up I was in my bed with herb pouches on my chest, head, arms, and stomach. My body was covered in bruises and scratches from scratching and hitting myself to stop the pain. It hurt to move at all, even the rising and falling of my chest shot a pain through my chest like someone stabbing a knife through the space between my breasts. I clutched my chest and groaned out of pain. My aunt came in after hearing me stir. "Oh good, you're awake, we were all getting worried about you my dear. That was some performance." she said. "It was no performance; it really hurt, and still does. Where's my father?" I asked. "Oh he's out, getting some tea with Hunter and your uncle Beck. Do you need anything? Some tea perhaps?" she asked. I nodded and she walked out to get a cup of tea and some herbs, humming as she did. I sighed heavily and heard a knock at the door. Confused I thought of who it could be at this time. I heard aunt Sheilah answer the door on the other side of the house and down the stairs. "Hello Stephen. I'm sorry, but Hunter is not here. He-"she stopped in mid- sentence as he spoke. "I'm not here for Hunter, I'm here for Alwyn. Is she up yet?" he asked. "Well, yes, she's in her room, you can go on up. Do you know where it is?" she asked, sounding a little too comfortable with him. I looked down at what I was wearing. It was a skimpy nightgown of black satin and lace that went down to half of my thigh. I got up to get my sheer robe on as he came in. I turned as I felt his presence at my back, his eyes taking in every revealing inch of me. "Hello Alwyn. How are you feeling?" he stepped closer as he spoke. He had closed the space I had put between us and was now within a foot of me. My breathing got faster and I felt my heart pounding in my chest. He put his hand on my cheek, and with his fingers, traced an imaginary line down to the middle of my chest, between my breasts. "You look very nice Alwyn. I like it when you dress like this; it brings out your exceptional beauty." He said as he opened my robe and, with his mind, shut the door to my room and locked it. Gently he put his hands on my hips and directed me over to my bed. I felt my feet moving tried to stop them, but found myself unable to control my own body. He sat on my bed and pulled me on top of him, one leg on each side, his eyes looking hungry, his hands searching my entire body, and I could not stop him. He started taking my untied robe off and untying the back of my nightgown. His hands wandered to my butt and squeezed hard. He smiled at my reaction, my back arching and my hips rolling forward. I found myself becoming more and more comfortable with him and it was easier to be in this position. I pressed my body to him, smiled, and giggled. We started kissing, his tongue filling my mouth, darting over my lips, pulling mine into his mouth. He pulled us down onto the bed and onto our sides, putting his leg between mine. I could feel his bulging erection against my thigh. He started rolling his hips and feeling between my legs. He put his finger inside me and I gripped it with all my might. I slid my hands down to the waist of his pants, and then plunged in, gripping the hard-on and sliding up and down. My hips started a rolling motion, again and again, going up and down. He pulled away to take my night gown off, pull open his pants, and take my hands off his penis. He positioned himself on top of me, his cock floating over my flat stomach, and then had a look as if he'd just changed his mind. He sat up and rolled onto his back, his cock floating above him. I knew what he wanted me to do, so I scooted closer and put the cock in my mouth, going in and out with it, and stroking with my hands. After about fifteen minutes I put myself on top of him, ready to put his sex in me. Just then, a stone fell out of his hand and my head took over. My eyes widened and I stared at him in shock of what he could have done to me. I hurriedly got off of him and got my clothes back on. "How could you do that to me you bastard?! How dare you walk into my house, put a spell on my family and expect me to be so low as to have sex with you! You are the stupidest imbecile I have ever seen!! You're a heartless, greedy son of a bitch and you should live on the streets with all the other whoremongors in this town! I never want to see you anywhere near me, my family, my friends, or anyone or anywhere I hang out. I'll have nothing to do with you after your actions have spoken like this. If I do see you with anyone I so much as have met, I'll rip your eyes out, sever your hands, and slice your tongue out of your mouth, so you can never do any spell imaginable. You'll never be able to look, touch, or talk a girl ever again. Now get out of my house and never darken our presences again. Ever!" I screamed at him, so annoyed and full of hatred that could make a sun the size of a thousand red giants. By this time he had put his pants back on and walked toward me to give me another kiss. I slapped him as hard as I could, then use my telekinesis to unlock and open the door then push him out. I used my other hand to flip him off. As soon as he was gone I feel to my knees and cried. Aaron's going to hate me now, I thought. Hunter too, he'll want me dead for saying such things to Stephen. I sent Hunter a witch message to come home. Along with it I sent my emotion. Hunter and my father were here within minutes, sitting next to me and comforting me as I cried and told my story through a veil of tears and sobs. I could feel Hunter's shock and understanding as I replayed the events in my head. My father stood in the corner while I changed into real clothes so Hunter could take me to see Aaron. I dressed simply in a T-shirt and camouflage pants with ankle boots. I sat in the back of hunter's SUV and rocked myself back and fourth, while my brother and father sat in front and talked about how they were going to deal with this event. We arrived at Aaron's and Hunter opened the car door for me to climb out. I scooted away from him and started crying. "I'm not going in there. He's going to call me a whore and then he'll break up with me and I don't want that. I love him but I betrayed him and I don't want to be hurt anymore." I cried. "Alwyn, he won't hate you, or call you a whore or anything like that if he really loves you like he says he does." Hunter explained. "But what if he-, "I stopped. "He won't, now come on," he said. I climbed out and he walked me to the door with his arm around my shoulder and the other holding my hand for comfort. My father knocked on the door and waited as someone came to answer it. "Mrs. Hightower, hello, is Aaron home?" he asked in a pleasant tone. She took one look at me and hurried us all inside and called Aaron from his room in the attic. When he saw me he ran to me and looked in my eyes. I never looked back but looked in a different direction while tears rolled down my face. "Sage, what's wrong? Why won't you look at me?" he asked. I looked at him then, showing my fear in my eyes, then ran out as fast as I could. "Sage! Come back!" he yelled after me, his voice fading into the background as I ran to the only place I knew was safe. Nikolas lived down next to a river near the park. When I reached his doorstep I knock madly. He opened the door almost immediately. His eyes widened as he saw me, took in my appearance, and then he pulled me into his arms to comfort me. "What happened Sage? You can tell me. Shhh, it's alright, just calm down, I'm here," he said comforting me. I realized he didn't have a shirt on and was fairly wet. He smelled of soap and had a towel on around his waist. "I've sinned greatly Nikolas. Stephen, he came into my room and I was in my nightgown, and he had a charged stone, and he took control of my head and body. He made me enjoy him." I said, crying still. "Come inside, sit in the living room. I'm going to get dressed and then you can tell me everything. It's going to be alright Alwyn, don't worry. Does your brother know you're here?" I shook my head and he nodded. "Alright then, have a seat, I'll be right back," he said and went to his room. He came out in a blue sweater that brought out his eyes and khaki pants that almost matched his hair. He sat down next to me. I was sitting, curled up on his couch hugging a pillow. "Do you want to tell me what is going on?" he asked. "When I fainted at the circle I blacked out completely then woke up in my bed in my pajamas. I don't know if you've ever seen them, but they're a black satin nightgown that has lace around the edges and goes to my mid thigh. Anyways, I heard someone at the door, it was Stephen. My aunt answered the door and said that Hunter wasn't there. But he said he didn't need to see hunter, he wanted to see me. So my aunt Sheilah said I was in my room and he came up as I put on my sheer robe. He had a charged stone and he got really close. We got really close. We were ready to go all the way, when he dropped the stone and I realized what I was doing, what he was doing to me. I told him I never wanted to see him again and if I did I would rip out his eyes, sever his hands, and cut out his tongue so he could never do this to another girl again. "I whispered softly. He sighed deeply. "I should have known he would do this sort of thing with you Alwyn," he said. "He has been talking about how much he wants you lately. Every part of you. He said soon you would willingly be his and imagined what you looked like under your corsets and such. I thought it was sicker than hell, and so did Hunter. I'm sorry, I should have protected you more." He said "it's not your fault Nikolas," I said. Then there was a knock at the door. "Nikolas, it's Hunter!" my brother yelled. "I'm coming," Nikolas said, "I'll be right back. Stay here." I nodded.
Well that's the end! HA! Hehe, okay, yeah, I'm sorry if any of you were offended byt this chapter, I swear that's the last time. I promise. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in someone else's eye.