*Chapter 18: Feeling the Love*
"Where am I?" Kyle wondered, wandering around the mist of nothingness. It felt like limbo. No one was around. No voices. Nothing. He called out, hoping to get any respond. "Hello?"
"Fear not, human." A voice said, making Kyle jump out of his wits.
"Who's there?"
"I am Maturin." A voice said. The big sea turtle was revealed. Kyle stares in awe. "You are a friend of Belle Whitehurst."
"How do you know about Belle? Just...who are you?"
"I am a creator of your universe, my boy. I create many worlds." Maturin spoke. Kyle blinked, confused. Maturin continued. "I have come into your dreams to warn you about Belle. She is slowly following the dark."
"What're you talking about? Belle was just out of town." Kyle replied. Maturin's eyes glow white, and Kyle's eyes matched his. The man let out a grunt and held his head, and his eyes turn back to normal. "What did you do?"
"I have erased the lie that Belle has given you months before."
"What?"
"Kyle, please listen to me. You and the children must save Belle and stop Pennywise." Maturin said. Kyle was completely lost now. What is the turtle talking about? "The children have the power of Shine. If you want answers, speak to the Losers Club. They know the truth about Belle." Maturin said. He floats away towards the mist.
"Wait a minute!" Kyle called, reaching for the turtle. "Hey!" But it was too late. The turtle disappeared.
Kyle woke up with a gasp, sweating. That was a weird dream. But it concerns him. He started to think back what Maturin told him. Was Belle in danger? He started to remember the last time he saw her. She was at his front door, and he ask her so many questions, then her eyes change color and then everything went blank. Something isn't right. Kyle must find out where Belle is.
"I should talk to the kids. They must know." He said to himself. "I don't know why, but the turtle is the one I should trust." He faces the clock and see it's morning. He might as well start looking for answers today.
XX
Kyle got dressed and head out of his house and see police cars and a ambulance speeding down the street. Something must've happened. Kyle rushed to his car. He wanted to know what was going on. Did a child get attacked? Or did someone find someone responsible for taking the children away? He started the car and back up.
He drove down the street and see the cars blocking the road to get across the bridge. Kyle stopped and got out of the car to see the commotion. Officer Bowers leans against his car, broke down. Kyle pushed through the crowd and see people brought up a dead body. It was Henry. His neck and shoulder were torn.
"Oh shit." Kyle gasped, covering his mouth. The bag was over the body and brought to the ambulance truck. People around the young man started to ask questions. Henry didn't go missing, he was attacked by something or someone. But people believe it was a wild animal. "What could've done this?" Kyle wondered. He left the crowd after the police told the rest to leave the bridge. Outside the scene, Robert watched in amusement, leaning against the tree. Then he notices Kyle going back to his car, bewildered by this horrific scene.
"It wasn't me this time, dumb humans. It was my lovely mate." Robert whispered with a smirk. He then sees the children with Georgie, watching the scene in confusion. Robert knew his cue. He has to leave before they notice him.
The Losers Club moved their bikes out of the way for the ambulance and the police to get through. Then Kyle pulls up by them.
"What's going on?" Mike asked.
"Who died?" Richie wondered. "The kid didn't go missing this time." Kyle looked at the group.
"It was Henry Bowers." He said seriously. The kids' mouths dropped in shock. Even Georgie was terrified. He had a feeling Pennywise was the one who killed him. Unaware it was Belle. "He was torn by something."
"What about...the others? Like Patrick, Belch, Victor?" Eddie asked. "Are they dead too?" Kyle shook his head at him. He hasn't heard anything from them, but the police might go to them for questions. Kyle told them they should be careful around and they all must have a talk later. So Kyle drove off, leaving the Losers Club. Bill faces his friends.
"It has to be P-P-P-Pennywise." He said. "He killed Bowers."
"You sure about that?" Beverly asked. "There has been murders going around town recently. Not just kids go missing. Adults get killed out there."
"What if...Belle did it?" Stan asked. Everyone faces him. Bill wanted to protest, but Stan continued. "I mean, it's been months since she's with the clown. Weird things have been happening. First, Bowers and the gang were scared shitless before, Greta sees a blind witch outside her dad's store, then...Henry was killed."
"I saw her." Ben spoke. "I was attacked by them, and then Belle was there. Her hands changed, and she and the bullies fight below the bridge. I stood there and then...Belle did something to Patrick, she slashed Belch, and then...she bit Henry. Tore off his flesh. Then, the others ran off. She sees me and I only stood there, speechless. And she ran off."
"Holy shit." Richie gasped.
"She's...becoming like...IT." Bill said. Georgie listened to his brother and friends. He didn't want to believe it. Belle wouldn't do something like this. It wasn't like her at all. She can't be a monster like Pennywise. She can't be.
Belle was looking out the window, touching the back of her shoulder where she was stabbed by Henry before she killed him. She heals, of course. Then she thought back what happened afterwards. The kiss. Pennywise kissed her. She had to be honest, she liked it. It was soft and warm. She felt safe. Her heart beats when she thought about it in her mind. She smiled a little.
XX
Warm water hits her face, hair, and body. Belle grabs a bar of soap and rub it all over her body. Then she rinses her body, bringing her head up, closing her eyes. Suddenly, she felt hands touch her sides. Belle gasped, but she hears a hushed voice behind her. It was Robert. He's in the shower with her. In a strange way, she doesn't mind. Robert sniffs her wet hair.
"You didn't wash it yet." He said.
"I will right now." Belle told him, picking up the bottle of shampoo. But Robert took it. He wanted to wash her dark hair himself. So Belle allows him to. Robert got shampoo in his hand and place it in her hair. Using both hands to massage Belle's head with shampoo and the sweet smell fills up the shower. Belle moaned a bit, feeling Robert's fingers. Robert smiled a bit. So Belle brought her head over to the water, rinsing the shampoo off. "Thank you, Robert."
"My pleasure." He grabbed her shoulders and started to kiss the back of her neck. Belle sighed a bit, touching one of his hands. Robert got Belle to face him and place his lips on hers. Belle run her hands over his body, feeling the muscles. Robert groaned and kiss her neck. "Mine." He growled. Belle moaned, wrapping her arms around him. Robert pulled away and stare into her eyes. They both started to feel something between them. A feeling of lust and love.
"I must finish." Belle said, grabbing a bottle of conditioner. "And...I would like to talk to you."
"Same here." Robert said with a nod. "But, I know what you are thinking. It's about...us going to the next level." Belle blushed. Robert touches her cheek. "Don't be long, darling." He said. He gave her a kiss on the forehead before leaving the shower to dry off. Belle was left alone. The feeling was so strong. But she's scared. The final stage was the Consummation Pennywise mentioned before. He had never done it since she's the first mate. Does he want to mate with her if he truly loves her? Is he in love with her? Since he kissed her, it must be love. And Belle started to feel the same as him. It was crazy. He's a creature that eats children.
Belle knew what her heart is telling her. She is in love with Pennywise.
Pennywise stood by the old well, waiting patiently for Belle to come down. He wanted to know how she feels about him. It's been months since she's been with him. And he had these feelings for her. Even the kiss shows affection. How he loved feeling those soft lips on his. They are like rose petals. Footsteps were heard from the steps, and Belle appeared all dressed up with her hair up in a ponytail. She came down and approach the clown.
"Hello." She greeted.
"Hello, my Beauty."
"Listen, Pennywise, about the-"
"Before that." Pennywise interrupted. "I want to know something. About your feelings." Belle cupped her hands, staring at the floor. She knew this was coming. She looked up at him.
"I was afraid of you before, Pennywise. You eat children, you shapeshift, you could do anything a creature from outer space could do." She said. "I was so afraid. But when you were Robert, I feel secure. Then, time flies and things change. It was...crazy. We dance, we sing, and...we kissed. I have never felt anything like it before. I was wondering what being in love would be like, and now...I have. And you must've felt the same way." Pennywise brought his hands down to grab hers, holding them. "Love is a powerful thing. Though, sometimes it can hurt." Belle told him. "Pennywise, do you...love me?"
"Belle, I must admit. I do." Pennywise replied. "Love is the only thing I have never experienced. Until I met you." He brought her hand over his chest so she could feel his heart beat. "When I first saw you, I want to kill you for taking Georgie who was supposed to be my first prey. Then, when you became my mate, I want to keep you safe. And when I hear you sing, that was when I feel it. Love. I love you, my sweet. You are the first human I am in love with." Belle's heart started to swell when she hear those words coming out of the clown's mouth. "Now Belle, do you love me?" Pennywise asked.
Belle didn't say a word. She brought her lips up to his. The kiss becomes passionate. Pennywise wraps his arms around her waist, bringing her close. Belle wrap hers around his neck. Pennywise got an answer. Belle loved him back. First, she was scared of him months back, and now...she loves him. Things have changed between the two. They pulled away, panting a little.
"The Consummation?" Pennywise asked.
"Yes." Belle breathed. The clown smiled at her, his eyes glow yellow. They kiss once more.
Back in the bedroom, Belle was lying in bed, naked. Her hair was down and dry. Kneeling before her was Pennywise, all bare. His body was similar to Robert's, but white and had some scars. Pennywise is on top of his mate, bringing his cherry lips down to her pink lips. His hands are on her breasts, feeling every inch. Pennywise pulls away to look down at her face.
"You're my first." Belle admitted. "I'm nervous." Pennywise only strokes her cheek with his hand.
"I know how to prepare you, my sweet." He said. "Relax and let me do the work. I know how humans give pleasure." Belle sighs as she feels his lips going down to her neck, chest, breasts, stomach, then down to her womanhood.
She gasps as she felt Pennywise's fork tongue on the clit. Belle shudders, her hands reaching down to touch his hair. She moans his name, begging him not to stop. The clown smiles to hear her pleasures ringing in his ears. He licks her insides to make her wet some more while grabbing her thighs. Belle writhes a bit, biting her bottom lip, feeling the tongue inside her. Her body was in a writhing mess.
"Ohh, Penny..." She moaned. "Yes...yes." A tingling feeling makes her legs shake a bit, she is about to climax. "Pennywise, I'm...I'm gonna..." Belle brought her head back, letting out a cry of orgasm. She fell limply on the bed, catching her breath. Pennywise licked off the cream and came up to her face, giving her a goofy grin.
"Such a good mate you are."
"It was amazing." Belle breathed.
"Oh, but I'm not done with you yet." Pennywise said. He parted her legs some more and got in position. Belle started to feel his member pressing against her mound. It feels big. She looked down to see his red member that is unlike any other. Looks like a tentacle.
"Oohh, my..." Belle gasped. Pennywise smiles and thrusts inside her. Belle gasps, holding onto his shoulders for support. The clown growled lustfully in her ear, drooling. He could felt her muscles around his tentacle, squeezing it.
"Ssssooooo warm..."
"Be gentle..." Belle told him. Pennywise thrusts inside her slowly and gently. Belle moans as she feels every inch of him inside of her. It felt strange, but at the same time it felt good. "Ohh, yes." She moaned. "More." Pennywise growled and started to move fast. Moans turn into cries of pleasure. Pennywise grabs the bedspread as he thrusts, his claws are extending, and his eyes glow. Belle grips on the sheets, gasping and panting at the feeling. "Oh god, yes."
"Feel it, my Beauty. Feel it." Pennywise told her. Belle opened one of her eyes and see his face. Those eyes, those teeth, and drool is dripping on her body. Pennywise's eyes rolled back, groaning as he thrusts. One of his hands grabbed her waist, claws pricking her skin. Belle gasped, but didn't get scratched.
"Penny..." She moaned. Pennywise licked her neck with his fork tongue, tasting her. "Mmm."
The both of them are going to have their orgasms. Pennywise snarls like an animal, his claws came down and went through the sheets and mattress. Belle let out a scream of orgasm, and Pennywise roared revealing rows of teeth. He then collapse on her, catching his breath. Belle's eyes were shut, sweating after the experience. Her heart was beating fast. They did it. They made love and it means Belle is officially married to Pennywise. The Consummation is complete.
Pennywise purrs next to his mate, bringing her close to his body. Belle rests her head against his chest, smiling, and her face was flushed. She felt his fingers in her hair.
"Did you enjoy that, my mate?"
"Mm-hmm." Belle murmured. "It was wonderful." She looks up at him to see those baby blue eyes. "So, we're married now?"
"Yes. If that's what you humans call it. That is how Consummation works." Pennywise replied. "You are officially mine." Belle nodded and shut her eyes to go to sleep. She is now a married woman. She belongs to Pennywise and no one else. The clown watches her sleep in silent, his eyes return to yellow. He faces the window. He should be out feeding, but right now, he'd rather be with his bride. So he rests beside her.