Author's note: Well here's Chapter 11 :) this should be interesting ;) that's all I can say! Don't forget to review and let me know what you think :D For all of you that have followed this story from the beginning... Don't worry! I haven't given up on it!
Love,
Hawk Mistress
P.S. A song that I think fits Roze's little 'party' (I guess it could be called that) is S&M by Rihanna (Britney Spears Remix) :) I recommend listening to it while you read it ;)
Chapter 11
Roze strode self importantly up the stairs, Nola following closely behind her. They reached the top floor of the brothel and Roze felt her heart rate pick up in excitement the way it always did when she came here. The pleasure and thrill of slashing open the throat of such a willing victim and sucking the magic right out of them was invigorating and revitalizing, but above all... pleasuring. And the pain from the tattoo being engraved in her skin brought her pleasure that was beyond explanation.
They walked into the room to find a blonde girl resting on her side on the bed. Her blonde hair was in a bun; with her eyes shut there was no way to tell what color they were, and on top of that she was completely naked. Roze shed her cloak, letting it fall to the floor soundlessly and Nola just stood there unsure of what to do.
"Watch and learn," Roze said with an evil smirk, as she shed her clothing.
Nola raised an eyebrow, then shifted her feet awkwardly as she took her cloak off.
Roze rolled the girl onto her back and as the grey eyes opened slightly, First Magician pinned the girl's hands above her head and straddled her. The girl's eyes widened when Roze's lips pressed to hers. The girl whined as one of Roze's hands slipped between her legs. First Magician's lips slowly moved down to the young girl's breasts. She took a hard nipple in her mouth and nibbled on it before sucking hard. The girl let out a loud whine, throwing her head back.
Roze moved her lips to the girl's ear, nibbling on her earlobe.
"Give in to the pleasure. Don't resist," she whispered seductively.
The girl's breathing hitched as Roze wound her arm around her lower back and pulled her hips up so that their hips were pressed together.
"Do you want it," Roze hissed, running her tongue along the blonde's jawline.
"Yes," the girl whimpered.
Roze grinned sadistically as she spread the girl's legs apart and pushed three fingers as deep inside her as she could. The girl cried out in pain and pleasure combined. Nola had fallen to her knees, a deep throbbing between her legs. Without even realizing it the Fourth Magician's younger sister tore off her own clothing and was on her back, her hands between her legs.
First Magician looked over her shoulder and smirked as she saw Nola on the ground touching herself, crying out as she did so. She stared at the young Jewelrose for a moment feeling a throb between her legs. The First Magician pictured Irys on her back touching herself while Roze forced her to watch her pleasure someone else. Roze stood up with a hungry growl and grabbed Nola's chin, their faces just inches apart.
"Tired of watching?"
Roze pressed her lips to Nola's in a deep, rough kiss. She pulled Nola onto the bed so that Irys's younger sister was straddling her. Roze fingered Nola as she kissed the young blonde. Nola fingered the blonde while Roze worked the young girl's mouth.
Yelena's face went red and hot. Her eyes widened at what she saw. She jumped down from the window and ran back to the Keep. The last thing on this planet she wanted to see was Roze Featherstone having a fucking threesome!
When she reached the Keep she was tempted to run to Irys's tower and tell her what she saw. But then after she thought about it she realized that Irys was already in too deep with Roze. There was no point in making it worse. Besides Valek would be back in her room so she could just vent to him. But she knew the one thing she was for sure going to do... She was going to confront Roze about what she saw.
How is Zitora going to feel, Yelena asked herself.
The blonde girl screamed as she came and right at that moment Roze drew the knife to her hand and slit the girl's throat.
She took two mouthfuls for herself then sucked in more and grabbed Nola roughly, kissing her, thrusting her tongue in; pushing the blood down Nola's throat. As she did this she fingered her. Nola threw her head back as she came hard on Roze's fingers. The First Magician silenced her with another blood soaked kiss. She cut her own arm and then Nola's.
The First Magician demonstrated how to mix the blood to make the blood tattoos. Nola was on her back and she screamed as she came again on the pleasure and pain from the tattoo fusing into her skin. Roze ran her hand softly over the tattoo now on Nola's skin. She had a small tattoo on her shoulder from her first Kirakawa, so now that made two. Whereas Roze had too many to count at this point.
"R-Roze," she whined as the First Magician's fingers gently brushed the raw skin.
Roze straddled her and kissed her deeply.
"It feels amazing doesn't it. All that raw power flowing through you," Roze hissed in Nola's ear.
Nola rolled Roze over onto her back and her lips immediately went to Roze's folds, her tongue pushing inside her. The First Magician's eyes rolled back. And to her dismay she imagined that it was Irys's tongue between her legs. Because of this image in her head, she came faster than usual, screaming as her muscles tightened around Nola's tongue.
Nola lied next to Roze, both of them breathing heavily.
"Is that how you sleep with my sister," Nola asked quietly, out of genuine curiosity.
Roze nearly laughed sardonically at the irony. Just moments ago, she had imagined that it was Irys pleasuring her and now the Fourth Magician's sister was asking how sex was between the two of them.
"No. I make her beg for every touch and kiss," Roze replied rolling onto her side, facing Nola.
She put her hand over the tattoo on Nola's shoulder and she was instantly pulled into a memory...
Nola strode forward, looking defiantly at her older sister. Lily was nailed to the ground, screaming to be let go and writhing in pain. Nola wished to high heaven that it was Irys that was nailed to the ground, not Lily, but it would have to do. Nola was the only one born to her parents who couldn't pull from the power source. It angered her beyond belief that Irys and Lily were treated better than her.
Nola could feel someone staring at her and when she looked up she saw the First Magician, Master Roze Featherstone, standing with her hands behind her back. Her amber eyes were boring into her.
Her eyes seemed to be goading her, saying "Come on. Let's see you do it!"
Nola performed the Kirakawa, ignoring her sister's screams of betrayal. It felt like ecstasy when the power flowed into her body. When the tattoo was engraved into her skin she looked up at First Magician and saw interest and something else... something she couldn't quite describe... in those blazing amber eyes. Her heart skipped a beat when Roze made her way to her.
"You have great potential," Roze said, pressing her body against her, with her lips right against her ear.
Nola couldn't speak. She was flattered that the First Magician had paid her such a huge complement. All she could do was watch, speechless as Roze walked away and mounted her horse, riding off into the night.
"I still can't believe I didn't realize then that you were Irys's younger sister," Roze said as she stood up to pull her clothes back on.
"I'm glad you didn't," Nola practically growled.
"Oh, and why is that?"
"Because I don't want to be known as Irys Jewelrose, Fourth Magician's younger sister!"
Roze turned to look at her with a raised eyebrow. That anger could be used to her advantage.
"Let's go. We need to get back to the Keep before anyone realizes we're gone."
They reach the lobby and the woman sits there looking red faced at Roze.
"Ah, I almost forgot," Roze said teasingly.
The First Magician bent over the desk and pressed her lips to her servant's. The woman nearly fell out of her chair as she moaned. Roze grinned as they walked out. She had pumped enough pleasure into her body with that one kiss, that it would be the best orgasm the woman had ever felt in her life. And Roze would make sure it lasted good and long...
Irys woke the next morning feeling... strange. She couldn't put her finger on why she felt different. Then it clicked, she hadn't had a dream about Roze last night... Irys stood and splashed some water on her face from the wash basin in her room. After she got dressed she went down to eat her breakfast. Yelena was seated by herself at one end of a table. Irys took her place beside her.
They sat in awkward silence.
"Irys, is it okay if I'm late to training this morning," Yelena asked.
Irys looked at her in astonishment.
"What for?"
"I need to talk to Second Magician about something."
"Alright," Irys said softly, "I supposed that would be alright."
They went their separate ways after they finished eating. Irys went straight to her meditation chamber. Just as she was sitting down to focus she heard a shoe scuff in the corner. When she flipped around to look she saw Valek standing in the corner with a solemn look on his face. Irys shot to her feet.
"What are you doing here, Valek," she asks cautiously.
"Roze Featherstone took a little trip last night," he said flatly.
Yelena knocked on the door to Roze's office.
"What do you want?" Roze snapped through the door.
"We need to talk!"
Roze let her in and she just glared at her.
"What the hell was that last night?"
Roze raised an eyebrow.
"What exactly are you talking about?"
"The brothel in the abandoned section of the Citadel."
Roze's eyes widened.
"How much did you see," she hisses shooting to her feet.
"Enough to get you in a lot of trouble if you don't leave Irys alone."
"What?" Irys exclaims in surprise.
"I followed her to an abandoned section of the Citadel. She went into a brothel with a woman, who I'm assuming is your younger sister. They were in the building for at least an hour and a half and when they left the front desk woman carried a body out to the back and burned it."
Irys stared at him for a moment.
What the hell was Nola doing with Roze?!
When Irys looked back up he was gone.
Irys, we need to have a little talk, Roze said in her head.
Irys went to Roze's office and was let in, even before she knocked.
Roze sat at her desk with an unreadable expression on her face.
"Do you remember the night I wouldn't let you touch yourself?" Roze hissed pinning Irys to the wall with her body.
Irys melted into Roze's body, going completely limp.
"Y-Yes," she whined.
"Well this time... I'll let you touch yourself all you want."
Author's note: Sorry it's so short :/ I just figured that'd be a good place to stop for now. Review and thanks for reading! This story only has a few more chapters left :'( sad I know but... I'll let you in on a little secret. I'm writing a sequel to this! SHHHHH! ;)
Love,
Hawk Mistress