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Chapter 15

You will be forever, mine

All in fact appeared quite well on the shoreline of Nine Bends River.

Quite well indeed.

A strong grip pawed the slender arms of Bai. His touch ignited passion inside her as if lightning bolts chose to strike her body, and her alone.

"Oh, my love," Bai's whisper strained as the effect from his ardor took control.

"I need to be inside you." His forceful yet murmured moan shot through her ears bringing a wriggling body to rest under his.

"Oh, my darling…" Bai needed a breath to continue. "Ohh…" Moments such as these lay absent of her control. She thrust her pelvis upward. Tightening the grip on his upper back as long sharp nails cut into his skin.

"You must dig deeper if you wish to match," sprinting droplets of sweat flowed over his lips. "To match how deep I'm going in you." Baring his teeth, his breath catapulted from flexed nostrils cloaking her vision.

Bai ripped at his muscular back. Her teeth dug deep into his neck.

A harsh groan answered her attack. Pushing himself upward on stressed palms, Bai's head followed. She could not, or would not separate from his lips.

"Oh, Bai. Yes, Slip it in you." His casual and masterful tone split her legs open to accept his hardened manhood.

Angelo became revitalized as his testosterone flooded his senses. Gripping Bai by the back of her head, he drove his hungering shaft deep inside the moist, willing mound.

"I'm gonna fuck you like no tomorrow." Saliva accumulated at the corner of his lips. He felt as if the old Angelo. A rough and tumble paratrooper. Green Beret. Brooklyn stud. He had been reborn.

To her, he took on the appearance of a wild animal, its effect welcome.

"Ohh," Bai gasped for air interrupted by surging tremors seizing her jaw.

Angelo's lips moved up and down her left breast as a slithering tongue slapped her extended nipple.

"Ah…my" incomplete words left the sweat soaked face of Bai.

Bai's breasts are by no means small, yet the sensation of being swallowed by Angelo's cavernous mouth filled her loins with a pulsating energy.

The two bodies slid back and forth as his pelvis lunged into her. It looked as if a film of perspiration coated the front of each lover.

Seeing her in a state of ecstasy mixed with fear incited the active lover further. In the back of his mind, months of passive acceptance of another's will and the submission to total dominance were being unshackled.

Bai's voice trembled as she tried to speak. Her gyrating body lifted slim legs to wrap around the pulsating lover bent on, as he would put it.

"I'm gonna split you in two." Angelo's warning set Bai's eyes aflame. The image of a giant serpent reflected in the black as night iris.

"Yes…I feel it. My angel. Fill me." She whispered into his ear, as a forked tongue wiggled the area till his loss of control turned total.

"Ahh," His word repeated in an elongated fashion.

Bai's scream shook the ground. Through heaving sighs the spent lovers collapsed.

Angelo's breathing slowed from the rapid pace prior to his orgasm. Sliding to her side, he closed his eyes at her expression. Her satisfied grin told him nothing had changed.

Dragging his upper teeth over his lower lip, he admitted the obvious.

"I love you. There is no denying it. I love you. But?" Angelo turned over to stretch his arm along her bareback. His lips repeated the declaration. "I love you. But?" The sound of his words ended in an upturn tone, as if a question, or an unexplained mystery?

"My angel, why do you feel the need to deny it?" Bai pushed against her elbows squeezing full breasts as she raised her head. A salt soaked breeze ruffled her ebony stands, as its length appeared to grow. "I love you and feel no need to question my feeling." Long lashes battered as her breath spread along Angelo's face. It matched the gliding fog skimming the surface of Nine Bends. She looked at him sporting an expression full of confidence and authority. "Do not tell me there is a doubt in your love for me?"

Angelo swallowed hoping to catch his breath, for he could not answer. Her words took on the tone of a demand rather than a question.

Bai's mouth opened drawing his lips to hers.

"I don't know." He withdrew from their kiss confused and bewildered. "It was like I had no control." He whispered. "Like I have no will. Even my dick is…" He withdrew from the confrontation

"You, silly man. Do you need control to kiss me? Are you not my love?" Bai pressed her lips to his neck; a long-forked tongue slithered across his skin and into his ear.

Angelo moaned, a deep breath shook his chest.

"My sweet angel." She hummed.

Blue eyes blinked several times as he tried to speak. Her moist lips grew in his vision. It became all he could see.

"There's a chill in the air." He stated recovering his senses. His body stretched for the jean jacket.

"My angel are you so cold as to cover your body from my vision?" Moist lips opened as she wiggled her tongue.

"No, Bai. I want to cover you. Maybe we should get dressed? The night is turning damp."

Their visit to the shore of this winding river brought about a need in both of them to disrobe. Cuddling in such a state aroused Angelo, though his want to advance their sensual situation appeared controlled by some unknown force.

Bai fondled his spent tool. Her touch caused it to move and harden. Angelo shook from the sensation.

"I sense in you the need to enter me. Yet, you now wish to retreat as if you are stunned by a snap of cool air. I forbid it." Her last three words barked, raised eyebrows underlined the command.

"Forbid? Bai, why do you say such things?"

Angelo learned to ignore her sudden twists of personality. She is a strong woman that knows what she wants, a trait he would accept. Her possessive and controlling nature seemed a welcome relief from the topsy-turvy relationship with Janet.

"My Angel, do not be frightened of my," thinking before completion Bai's face grew an advancing smile. "Human woman ways." A short giggle confused Angelo. His love often referred to herself as a human woman.

"Bai, you do frighten me at times. I'm not afraid to admit." A snort of acceptance left his nostrils. "When you been scared as much as me, one more fear won't make a difference." His admittance brought relief to his erection.

"I do not like such talk." Her tongue separated his lips; Bai's genitals grew warm. "You are a great warrior," slim fingers followed the scar running along his

shoulder. "Your silver medal sparkles and tells of your glory."

"Some glory? I almost got arrested trying to board the plane with it."

"That is a place you will never return. You have all you want here. Here with me."

"I love you, Bai. I do. But things are going so fast, like a whirlwind or something."

"You are happy and safe with me." Bai said as her nostrils pulsated. Feeling his breath on her skin sent minute stinging sensations up her spine. Her face now began to show fear.

"Bai, what?" Blinking his blue eyes stole her sight. She struggled to continue.

"Your soul can never be ripped apart again." The words took great effort to complete. Bei's spirit joined a tug-of–war with her body. The moisture between long quivering legs became unbearable. The aftermath of their duel orgasms flooded her soul with unbridled desire. She needed to renew her self-control.

Bai's almond shaped eyes spread. Thoughts of the woman that hurt her Angel in such a malicious and cavalier way fueled her ire, and thus her power. She knew the young woman's face as well as his. Delving into Angelo's mind, Bei had itemized every part of Janet's appearance. As any woman face to face with a rival.

"Bai?" His soft voice seeped into her ears. Its gentle tone drew a curtain over the volcanic actions of her rage.

Bai's lips turned to a smile as an apparition of Janet clutched in a deep grasp of a giant serpent's tale, eyes popping out as the white scaled vice tightened until an explosion burst from the terrified woman's scalp.

"Bai? What's wrong?"

The image of carnage ebbed as he placed a kiss on her cheek.

Fueled by hatred for his ex, she fought the urge to yield to her desire.

"Oh, Angelo…" A deep sigh interrupted her speech. She felt his body pressing up against her soft skin. This would not be easy.

"Bai…I" A whispered explosion coursed through her veins.

As his callused hands glided along her shoulders Bai's skin tensed as they followed a path to her spine. Her chin trembled as a gasp of air flew from a quivering mouth.

Angelo's lips decorated the nape of her neck as the trembling of her shoulders took hold of her form. She began to loss control.

No, I must not allow this. His spirit is mine not the other way around.

A battle raged in her mind. Submission teased her with the sweet tastes of surrender. Her soul began to open wider than the contorting vagina. The brushing erection toyed with the tense skin of her pelvis till he crawled on top of her. Her face pressed against the air-mattress used for this shoreline tryst. She inhaled for strength. Strength to establish her dominance.

Spinning her body as if encased in oil, black eyes latched onto the blue sparkling orbs floating before her unaware of their fate.

You must heed my words. Do you not hear me, my love?

Her inner dialogue rang as a siren in his mind.

I control your lust. I control not only your lust, but also your spirit.

Her nose touched his.

You surrender all to me. You cannot free yourself.

She paused to inhale his aroma.

Nor do you want to.

Angelo's head shook unable to release himself from her stare. All areas of his body eased their tension, all but one.

Yes, my angel. And you are my angel, my slave to do my bidding. I am in charge. A fiendish grin stole Bai's expression; Angelo stiffened in fear, thrusting his head

upward to avoid her eyes. Eyes that held a horrific scene, the trashing tail of a gigantic serpent snapping the air as if looking to scourge a disobedient slave.

"No, my precious. No I have you." Bai spoke as her hand rose to stroke the back of his head. Using the other hand, she gripped the hardened penis, not fazed by the scene locked in his mind, the hardened shaft pulsed with blood. "Yes, my darling, yes here is all you need. All you need." She guided the erection into her mound. Control had been regained.


The Blessed Brew

The next morning found Xiaoqing alone and brooding in her shop.

"She fears my use of magic even to dust or transform to get a good swim." Her back to the entrance, she ignored the jiggling chimes as the door opened.

"These blasted women, must I have no rest from their complaints."

Xioaqing closed her eyes. Should a superstitious villager see her jade-like iris split down the middle from such intense anger more gossip would be born to accompany the already ongoing saga of Bei and her young American.

What do I care anyway? She can do whatever he wants with that bewitched American. She became too furious to remain silent, her thoughts broke through

"She can copulate along Nine Bends keeping that poor fool under her thumb." Her skin tightened as she tried to keep her words at a whisper. The sound of footsteps stole her attention. She turned toward the approaching figure still possessing great indignation.

Without her magic, he would fly back to that dog of a woman from America.

"Mistress Xiaoqing? Am I mistaken?"

Her annoyed expression answered the question. The tall slim stranger reached under his large shirt. The image of Lebron James crinkled as his hand grabbed the tan leather pouch hung from his neck.

"Who are you? What are you doin'?" Xiaoqing threw herself to the back wall of the shop. This movement spurred by the open palm of the stranger. A shelve crowded with half full and half-price items bubbled on the thin wood as if simmering in boiling water.

"You will not escape." Crushing the hard chalk-like brick in his hand sent a yellow cloud into the air. Tossing a handful of the powder at Xiaoqing brought a screeching howl from the young woman. Falling to the floor, she scurried to the back room. Using her dragging foot to slam the door shut, she pulled her self upward to throw the latch.

"You will not escape or use your evil power to warn the other demon. Spreading a thin line across the front of the door, he hurried to the outside of Blessed Brew. Snatching a worn and soiled backpack left outside the shop, the frantic man took a large bag from a zippered pocket and ran to the back of the shop. Pouring a thick line of yellow along the outside window and wall of the backroom, he stopped his labored breathing long enough to take note of his actions.

"This will keep her prisoner and impotent." Realizing the thin line in the shop would soon lose it strength. "Must complete my task." He sped to the front and turned the open/close sign to the street. Locking the door, he finished pouring the rest of the sulfur on the spare yellow line. "You should die, evil serpent. Your demon sister cannot save you."

With any luck, the trapped Xiaoqing would be so weakened by the effects of the sulfur, that when the all-powerful Bai arrived, his special weapon could be used on her. It would not be needed for her dying younger sister.


The River

At Nine Bends, the two nude figures remained entwined after their last encounter. Angelo exhausted and drained of the essence that men contain did not move as Bai's head snapped into a cool breeze.

"Mei Mei? My human skin tingles with your distress."

The shaken image of Xiaoqing cowering in the corner of the herbal shop broke this idyllic setting.

"Mei Mei," she contorted her throat muscles for fear of waking her spent lover. Standing on the moist blanket, Bai spread her fingers as they throbbed moving in a circular motion over Angelo's torso. Pale skin shed, as white scales traveled up her arms. Each knuckle split the silk-like human casing till she moaned with distress. The pain became unbearable as she levitated her love wrapped in the green blanket and floated him to a soft area in the undergrowth. A mist born of Bai's fingers surrounded the slumbering figure.

"Here, my precious, you will remain asleep till I return."

As the man's body lit upon a bed of leaves, Bai's legs snapped together. "Only in this way can I save my Mei Mei. You will be protected from any nosy traveler, and also my sweet angel." Her head balanced itself on top of disappearing shoulders, as she surrendered to the transformation. "You my sweet man must be saved from this sight. Saved from the awful truth." She looked to the sky and murmured an incantation for Angelo's protection. "No human will pass by this area." The White Snake's spell will send any human wishing to travel this path in the opposite direction.

Bai often would toy with the idea of releasing Angelo from her spell. His love felt so real and so strong, the potion might have just augmented his true feelings? Advancing to the water the reflection of her face being swallowed up by the image of a sinister looking white forked tongued serpent pushed those thoughts from her mind. He would certainly run back to America, and worse back to the evil woman that drove him to her.

Covering her expression with a calm serene appearance, inside a typhoon raged.

Those letters, E mails, Messages!

Screams streaked through her brain as she itemized and revisited each method used by Janet to reach Angelo.

High-Tech is no match for an Immortal.

As with her love, Bai's control of Angelo included all he possessed.

A simple spell, a child could do it.

Bai's reminiscence stopped her thinking of the task at hand.

Enough, no worries, he is mine for all time.

Using the immense tail to encircle and lift her clothing, Bai's mouth opened wide till it resembled the entrance of a dark cave. She used the slinking tail to shove her clothes down her throat.

"My sweet angel," Bai whispered as she slid into Nine Bends. The bundle lodged past her mouth made it difficult, though not impossible. "Your mind will forever be clouded of the truth. Your mind," a piece of her silk jacket crawled up her throat.

No, this must be said to the heavens.

Her thought expressed the statement's importance.

She shook her serpentine body till the errant piece of clothing became secured. Skimming the surface of the water Bai took one last look at the shore.

"You will be forever, mine."

Slithering with great speed, Bai needed to travel as deep into the interior and as close to Zhenghe as possible. Ashore she would regurgitate, moist but wearable clothing. Aware of tourists, she needed stealth in her journey. A cabstand is located at the mouth of the river. Her reputation as a successful businesswoman would gain a ride to Blessed Brew, payment due at a later date. Jetting under the mild current, Bai still felt the urgent call of her Mei Mei. She would not pause to identify the danger or develop a rational plan.

Bai approached a bend in the river where she could transform. Xiaoqing's continuing appearance filled with fear stirred her senses. Bai's clothing contained wet spots that could be hidden from view by a fast-moving person, a person with the speed of an immortal.


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