The Changer, The Charmer 3
Summary: Their mate was delivered to them in the midst of violence and blood, with a dire warning to boot.
Bella/Tanya, Kate, Irina
Irina made a sharp turn and headed for the densest part of the forest. A quick look behind her, and she smiled triumphantly. That triumphant was short-lived when a shadow fell over her from above. With a growl, she weaved through the trees and headed for the waterfall. Arms out, she gracefully leaped into the water below and stayed under. She had a few seconds' advantage, and she used it wisely, instead of heading towards the cabin, she headed further into the territory of the Dane-zaa, which was now really another British territory. Who knew such a small island had such might.
She sped out of the water, it was pitch black, and the weather was such that no human would be out. She stood on the river bank and calculated the best route home. Her boots were of little use at this point, and she bent down to pry them off, only to feel a hand on her back.
"I truly believed you would not venture into the water," Irina said as she pulled her boots off.
"I did not. I simply flew, tracking the ripples you made in the water. Owls have an excellent sight at night." Isabella answered. Eleazar was quite insistent on Isabella learning all there was to know about every creature. Understanding their strengths and weaknesses meant she would know which animal to shift into for each given situation. Of course, practice, he also insisted, would help her learn how best to utilize each creature's strength. She had primarily trained with Eleazar, but in recent months she trained with the entire family, which made for a much more difficult but enjoyable game.
"Impressive," Irina answered as she stared at her mate. "In a hurry to get home, or…"
"No, I am in no hurry." Isabella dropped beside Irina, who had made herself comfortable on the river bank.
"This is the fastest you've caught us," Irina murmured.
"Katrina thought hiding in a tree was all it would take." Isabella giggled.
"Well, it did work the last time she tried it." Irina teased.
"I was three," Isabella argued. "Now, I have learned to look up." She sounded a little smug.
"Eleazar tells me you are still struggling…" Isabella groaned, halting Irina's inquiry.
"You would think looking like a human being or the fact that I am somewhat one, I would find shifting into one easy, but I am struggling with that the most. There is some trick I am missing; I believe the minute I discover that it will be as easy as shifting into a snow leopard." She huffed.
"Your last attempt was not so terrible." It was a blatant lie, and they both knew it.
"Sure, if looking like Frankenstein's monster is not so terrible." She had one arm longer than the other. One male leg, the other female, her midsection was that of a child and the most enormous head imaginable. Katrina had descended into fits of laughter for several minutes; the others made some effort not to laugh but failed miserably in the end.
You will succeed given time." Irina placated. "It would help if you didn't spend so much time reading a book about a mad scientist creating a human from body parts.
"It is an exciting novel." One she only had because her family owned part of Lackington, Hughes and Harding, Mavor & Jones. Then again, her family owned part in a lot of different enterprises.
"Her name was Agnes Hill," Isabella said without any preamble. Irina looked rightly confused. "The woman who…" Her voice trailed off. Irina was well aware of who Agnes Hill was; she had no idea why Isabella was telling her.
"Yes, I am aware," Irina whispered. "What else did Lord Clayborne have to say?" She asked. Isabella had had the information for over a decade and had never once admitted if she'd read it. Whatever response Isabella had, had to wait when both found their attention drawn to the forest behind them.
"Irina, we wondered just how far you were willing to go." Tanya quipped as she and Katrina joined the pair.
"I do not believe it would have made much of a difference; Isabella caught me the minute I stopped. I believed I had truly escaped her clutches this time." She turned her attention to her mate, who looked rather pleased with herself.
"I never once lost sight of her," Isabella said with a shrug.
The four sat on the river bank, each in thought. When Irina finally looked down at her mate, she found her asleep, leaning against Katrina. Katrina, with ease, carried Isabella as they raced back home.
"Where did you end up?" Carmen asked at the sight of her sleeping daughter with her mates.
"Made no difference, I could not get away from her," Irina muttered proudly.
The sudden need to feed hit three days ago, they had almost forgotten what it felt like. Tanya, in her human years, had never known hunger. Kate and Irina had, and they had described the painful feeling of not having fed as the same as a starving human. They ran back home, their stomachs full, but the need for that unique energy had not abated, and it would not until they fed. It was easy to forget they needed more than just blood to sustain them in the last seventeen and a half years. They had never felt so full and sated especially when they decided to leave their victims alive until Isabella arrived. Tanya had never questioned how she had fed them without sexual contact and why it had suddenly stopped.
The girl in question was displeased, and her refusal to engage in conversation with them made it apparent they were the cause. What they had done to warrant Isabella's sudden need to spend most of her time as various feline creatures eluded them. Currently, their mate was a lynx, asleep dwarfed by the large bearskin she had commandeered. For weeks now, Isabella simply spent her days sleeping in front of the fireplace. Yes, it was winter, but Isabella did not particularly feel the cold, she simply enjoyed the heat the fire produced and the sounds the burning wood made.
Tanya had every intention of speaking to Isabella and apologize if need be, but the sudden need to feed again had her mind preoccupied. "We haven't needed it since Isabella. Why all of a sudden." Katrina groaned, collapsing on a chaise lounge. "I have not felt the need so strongly." She added, almost doubling over in pain.
"Might it be that Isabella's ire toward us has caused this?" Irina surprised.
"I am elated to see one of you has finally worked it out." Eleazar cheered, his head still behind his book.
"Why?" Tanya asked. "I am at a loss as to what we could have possibly done to infuriate her so." She threw her hands in the air, exasperated.
"It is more what have not done, and the sudden need to feed should answer that question," Carmen interjected. If the three succubae could not work it out, then she'd question their level of intelligence.
"Oh," Irina whispered.
"Finally," Eleazar muttered.
"She could have talked to us." Tanya groaned.
"She barely understands what she needs from you, you three do. The fact that you said nothing until it got to this…" Carmen did not finish her sentence. The lynx's heartbeat had picked up, Isabella was rousing from sleep. "I believe Eleazar and I have the need to hunt," Carmen mumbled as she dragged her mate out of the cabin.
Isabella bolted upright; a gnawing hunger made itself known. Somehow, she knew it was not her, it was her mates; the crippling feeling was emanating from them.
"We are not entirely at fault here, Isabella. You could just as easily have told us what you needed from us." Tanya argued despite Carmen's words. She kept her tone soft and nonconfrontational, recognizing that her mate was young.
"Difficult thing to do when you have no idea what it is you need." Isabella retorted angrily. Anger was better than the dissonance between her mind and her body. This sudden need her body had for the three, was maddening.
She was not confused as to why she had the need, but she had no idea what to do about it. Eighteen years, eighteen blissful years of her body being ignorant, and then suddenly it was no longer so. She had insisted on going back to Moskva a few weeks ago with mama. She'd witnessed a lavish celebration of a marriage. The girl in question was younger than her at sixteen, seeing her kiss her groom had awoken something in Isabella.
"It is a desire to mate, and I'm sorry we didn't see it until…" Isabella focused on her fingers moving through the bearskin avoiding eye contact. As much as she knew what Tanya was saying was true, it didn't make it any less uncomfortable.
Realizing that despite Isabella's instinct to mate, she was not physically going to act. Tanya got on her knees and crawled towards the shifter, whose heart threatened to beat out of her chest. Isabella watched wide-eyed as her mate straddled her. "Breathe, miláčik." Tanya's voice ghosted over her skin like a warm blanket.
Nothing in the world could have prepared Isabella for Tanya's lips on hers. The euphoric feeling of having her mate so close was unsurpassed even by the freedom of shifting. Tanya's lips enveloped her own, tasting and sucking the very essence of Isabella. She could feel the sexual energy already flooding her being, and they were only kissing. Their mate was indeed powerful; Tanya had never felt such a strong life force. She pulled back when Isabella looked a little overwhelmed.
"Sorry, you taste and feel so good, and I forgot myself," Tanya mumbled, her hands still on Isabella.
"No, it feels incredible." Isabella moaned when Tanya ran her hands over her breast.
"I know this might not make much sense." Tanya attempted to explain.
"No, I think I have some understanding." She did understand. Her hearing was on par with her vampire family. Though she had not meant to eavesdrop, she had heard enough to know what her mates were. Isabella lifted Tanya off her lap and moved toward Katrina. She seemed to be struggling the most with her hunger.
"Kat." Isabella nudged her with her nose, very reminiscent of her actions when she shifted.
Katrina turned her
head, focusing on her mate. Isabella leaned in and kissed her softly, Katrina groaned into her mouth at the incredible feeling of the kiss. They usually sucked the life energy from their sexual partners; Isabella gave it freely and so much of it. Isabella crawled onto the chaise lounge, pressing Katrina into the chair. Her hands started to wander, grasping every inch of flesh she could reach. Thoughts did not play a part in her actions, it was pure instinct as she ripped the clothes off Katrina.
Tanya could not help but think what a good decision it was that Carmen and Eleazar left. The sheer amount of energy rolling off Bella was enough to feed Irina, whom Isabella had yet to touch in the slightest. She was curious, though, how it would have affected the pair had they been in the house.
Tanya pulled Irina close as they absorbed the sexual energy pouring out of Isabella. Katrina had gone from debilitating hunger to feeling the sheer pleasure of Isabella's attention.
"So… it is very much the same as a human consuming too much food," Eleazar mumbled.
"In the end, we were barely conscious, and despite our efforts, she could not stop it," Tanya answered.
"She was not cognizant enough to heed anything said. She was more of an animal at that moment than when she shifted into one. She responded with grunts and groans." Irina added.
"Do you believe she could have hurt you?" They shook their heads vehemently before Eleazar even finished his sentence.
"No, she was running purely on instinct, but I do not believe she was capable of causing us any real damage," Tanya answered. However, her mind went over the last two days' events, and she was certain Isabella would not have hurt them.
"Could it be because it was simply her first time?" Carmen asked.
"I hope so, because it was much too much, and we cannot…" Katrina's voice trailed off.
"I will admit, I did not understand how the three of you ended up with a single mate. I have seen such mating, but…"
"All involved are of the same species." Katrina finished.
"Indeed." Eleazar sat forward. "Now, it does make a great deal of sense. She produces a great deal of energy that needs to be absorbed and who better than a succubus. And now, we learn even with the three of you, you find it is just too much. There was no conceivable way Isabella could have been mated to just any vampire or shifter. I do not want to know what such an amount of energy would have done to a vampire or, worse, Isabella if her mate could not absorb it. She truly could not be anybody else." Eleazar added in a murmur.
The sight of Isabella naked standing in front of a self-satisfied Katrina had Tanya sighing in resignation. Katrina looked around Isabella to find Tanya staring. "You should…"
"I really do not want to know," Tanya said dismissively, at least until Isabella turned and her tongue got caught in her throat.
"Do not you just wish you thought of it," Katrina muttered smugly. She would never admit it, but yes, she wished she had thought to ask Isabella to produce a phallus; after all, their mate was a shapeshifter. Tanya only realized Irina was behind her when she squeaked at the sight before her.
"Either get in or out, but whatever you do, close the door before Papa comes up here." Yeah, he could hear everything, did not mean he had to see it.
Irina ran a finger over Isabella's phallus. "Can you feel that?" Irina asked and immediately got her answer when Isabella's entire body reacted.
"Yes, she felt that," Tanya mumbled.
"I cannot believe we never thought of this," Irina murmured.
"Are you going to do something about it, or are you just going to merely make commentary about my… fiddle," Isabella growled, her patience quickly deserting her. All three felt the flash of energy she threw out. It was not enough to kill their amusement at Isabella's creative language.
Katrina knew just how to shut her up. Isabella's fiddle disappeared down her throat, much to the surprise and shock of the shifter.
"Fuck, that feels good."
"Isabella, language." Tanya teased. Isabella had only read about the use of the indecent word and finally understood. Nothing else would suffice.
Isabella groaned at the loss of contact; it was short-lived as Katrina rose up and sunk down slowly with a pleasurable groan. Isabella let out a noise no word could describe. Katrina's movement was slow as she rolled her hips back and forth. Soon her pace quickened, and Isabella felt a sensation slowly travel down her spine.
It felt similar to when she was about to shift, yet she knew she was in no danger of shifting. This was pleasure, the feel of Katrina wrapped around her, the tightness of the walls as they rubbed against her. The difference in the amount of heat their bodies produced, which only served to heighten Isabella's pleasure. She did not want it to end, but the feeling traveling down her spine would undoubtedly soon explode and encompass every inch of her.
Katrina could feel Isabella's pounding heart under her fingers as she leveraged herself for better movement. Katrina lifted herself off Isabella and slammed back down at a fast, unforgiving pace. It had been so long since she allowed herself the freedom of fucking without restraint.
Isabella's toes curled, her back arched, and she gasped, desperate to drag air into her lungs.
"Isabella." She felt a hand on her face, gently caressing her. Her eyes snapped open to find her mates looking down at her in concern.
"What happened?" She groaned, trying to sit up.
"I think that was just a little too much," Tanya whispered. Then it hit Isabella; nothing had ever felt so pleasurable, so much so that her body had struggled to deal with it.
"No, it was not." She quickly interjected. "I just need practice." She smiled, pulling Irina down onto her.
"I would not presume to tell you how to spend time with your mate, but it would be good to let the girl rest." Carmen huffed.
The three looked at each other in disbelief. If Isabella required rest, she would take it. If anything, the culprit here was their mate, and it was a damn good thing there were three of them. Carmen clearly saw her daughter in an entirely different light. Isabella Swan was no longer the innocent girl Carmen liked to think; she had lost that innocence five years ago. In all fairness, they had managed to keep the sex somewhat quiet until Katrina had the brilliant idea of asking Isabella to grow a phallus. Why not when you had a mate who could shift into any animal or human she wanted. In the three months since, Isabella had taken to shifting into different human forms, which made for exciting intimate nights and days.
Eleazar had no illusions regarding his daughter and hid his head behind his book to hide his laugh. His shaking shoulders gave him away. "Dear, I am sure Isabella gets enough rest." He argued, knowing his daughter was the one at fault.
"I would not mind a little more rest." The girl in question muttered as she shuffled into the kitchen.
Eleazar just held it together as Carmen glared at the sisters. Isabella was wise enough to avoid the eyes of her mates. "Good evening, mama." She greeted, kissing Carmen on the cheek.
"Oh, you do look tired, dear." Carmen fussed over her. "Get settled by the fire, and I will bring you a large bowl of game stew and potatoes." Isabella nodded and made her way out of the kitchen while her mates stared incredulously after her.
In hindsight, Isabella realized her little game only ended up hurting herself when she found her mattes spurning her attempts to get intimate. You need rest, Katrina had said lovingly.
"I have something to ask of you… all of you, and you are entitled to say no," Isabella mumbled, wringing her fingers. What she was about to ask, put them all at great risk, but some things you simply could not allow to stand.
"Ask," Tanya replied.