A/N: a little warning,theres (not too) descriptive sex in this chapter.
Michael and Max had looked all over town and had not found Isabel. They had returned to the Evans house with hopes she was there, if not then their secret place would have to be checked.
Michael rushed up the stairs and opened Isabel's door. She sat there on her bed; legs crossed writing in her journal. When she saw him, she ran her hand over the page and the writing disappeared.
"Michael? What are you doing here?"
"To see you." He stood there his arms crossed over his chest, eyes dark with something Isabel couldn't figure. Then Max came into the room.
"Isabel, what the hell did you think you were doing today?"
"What are you talking about Max?"
"You and Nick? Are you sick?" He reached out a hand to her forehead and she pulled back.
"Leave me alone, I am fine. What is wrong with the two of you?"
"Us? We didn't lead that ex football jock into the alley and then crawl all over him!" Michael's words came out in anger, and Max glanced at him before turning back to his sister.
"Iz you don't do things like that. It's not like you. He could have done anything to you."
"Max, I'm a big girl. I can handle myself. So I kissed him. Big deal. For a human he isn't bad." She smiled and the smile made Michael's skin crawl. This wasn't like her at all. She had never even dated Nick or shown any interest in him. Her attitude was different too.
"Isabel…"
"Michael?" She answered, her eyes running up and down his body in appreciation. Max saw the look and he looked at Michael seeing Michael was just as shocked.
"Stop that, what is wrong with you? Talk to me Isabel, I will listen, help if I can." He sat down next to her. She lifted a hand and touched his cheek, letting her hand slowly slide down it to his neck and down to the opening in his muscle shirt. He grabbed her hand, his breaths coming in short burst.
"Isabel?" Max grabbed her arm and pulled it away from his friend.
"He put his hand on her forehead, and she shoved it off. "Let me go Max."
Michael got up from the bed, and moved away from her. Her heart beating rapidly in his chest. Her eyes burned him as they gazed into his.
He shared a speaking glace with Max, and then he sat down at her desk. At least this way no one would notice his reaction to her. Max had turned back to his sister.
"Isabel, where did you get that necklace? It's interesting."
"It is isn't it? I found it." Her fingers wrapped around it as though to protect it from him."
"Can I see it?"
"Sure, but it's mine." He reached out as she opened her fingers. As his fingers touched it, it sent a strong shock through his fingers to his arm, then the rest of his body. It tossed him off the edge of the bed. Michael jumped up and moved over to Max lying on the floor.
"Max are you all right?"
"Yeah, Isabel get rid of that necklace."
"No! It's mine!" She wrapped her fingers around it again. She got up and walked out of the room. Max looked up at Michael, who offered him a hand up.
"We have to get that necklace off of her."
"I agree. We wait until she showers or goes to sleep."
"Yeah but how, we can't touch it."
"We could zap it."
"Too dangerous. We'll watch and get it away from her. It's evil."
"Wonder where she found it, and who it belongs to?"
"Don't know, but it's hurting Isabel."
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Soft lips touched his, and he felt the hand that caressed his bare chest. He smiled as he responded to the girl in his dream. Her long blond hair fell around his head, as her tongue entered his mouth, finding his. He reached up, his hands finding warm flesh, large full breast in his hands. He felt her hands running over his body, under the cover, and into his briefs. What a dream, Isabel was there in his dreams. It felt so real. He rolled them over, and began kissing her more deeply as his own hands began to roam. "Isabel." He moaned inside her mouth. It was like the other dreams, except they were in his bed.
Minutes past and Michael grew more aroused by the woman he was with. He wanted for it to never end, this dream. He reached down, parting her legs, moving between them. He was going to finally have her. He took her slowly, gently. Her first time, and he had hurt her. But she kissed him letting him know it was okay. He began to move, the feeling were so intense in her arms. He thought he would die of the pleasure that was unlike anything he had ever felt. Every stroke, added fire to the blaze that engulfed them. Her moans were driving him mad, it was better than the other dreams.
As they both hit their peak, and for a moment in time, they were suspended in time.He felt himself release his essense inside her, and her tighten on him as she arched herback.Then they collapsed together, he lay there holding her, the waves of pleasure still rolling over them.
Michael opened his eyes and looked down. His eyes widened. He lifted himself up, looking down into her face. "Isabel! Oh my God, what did I do?" He pulled himself away from her and jumped out of the bed.
"Michael you are really good."
"Isabel, how?"
"Michael you are a big boy…" she glanced down at him, as he tried to cover himself, and smiled. "Yes a very big boy, and you are the best lover. Let's do it again. Rath come to bed." She held out her arms to him. He backed away.
'Oh hell what did I just do? I thought it was a dream, but it wasn't. I just made love to Isabel. Max is going to kill me. I shouldn't have done that. Though it was the best, better than what Max said it was like. I want to do it again, never stop. Wait a minute what did I just say? No! I refuse to think that way about her. That body, who could resist that. She is gorgeous. Now if I didn't love her I could resist her…what did I just say? Oh no. I am loosing it." He ran his hand through his hair, and Isabel smiled, seeing his reaction below.
"Come here, Michael. I love you, I want you." She said in a sultry whisper.
Michael took a step towards the bed, his eyes darkened with lust. "I…"
Suddenly Max was in the doorway to the bedroom, his eyes huge and his temper boiling. "Damn you Michael. How dare you touch her." He began punching Michael as he turned towards Max.
"Max, you don't understand."
"I know I am going to kill you!"
Isabel raised her hand and blasted both of them. They collapsed onto the floor.
She slowly got dressed, and then went over to the boys. She leaned and kissed Michael, and draped the blanket over him. She went over to Max, and kicked him in the chest.
"You weak, stupid boy! You never deserved the throne. It should have been mine and Raths. You were a weak ruler, sniveling coward.You sat on that fancy throne, pretending to be something special. WhileRath and I did everything. We never got any of the credit though.I'm going to take Rath back with me, and we will rule. You stay here on this backwards planet. I hate you!"
She turned and walked out. "I'll be back for you later Rath." The door softly shut.