THE LIBATION

CHAPTER NINE

Elara walked into the school hallway, heads down and trying to take off the thoughts of what happened last night. She had earlier dodged Prudence and Maltida, for she knows they will eat her up with lots of questions. She had wondered why it was Draven Maltida called instead of someone else, but at same time, she was pleased it was him, and for another second of thought, she regretted everything that happened.

She had seen him on his way to the Academy this morning, looking hot and more handsome, and envy crawled into her heart when she saw Raven rushed to go hug him and kiss him on the lips. Draven didn't hesitate to reciprocate back, as he held her in the waist and kissed her deeper. After all, he is a play boy. She shrugged the thought and hated it at same time. Had he played her too like he played Raven, and who knows how many more girls he has had his way with in the Academy. Elara folded her hand in a fist and frowned deeply. How could she be in line with those girls, how could she have fallen for him that easily. She sure needed to get the taste of Draven off her lips and body.

"Hey, have you seen Nathan?" She asked Drake, one of Nathan's close friends.

"Emmmm....I left him at the locker room, don't know if he's still there."

"Okay. Thank you." Elara was just about walking when Drake stopped her.

"You look tense, hope you're alright." Elara let out a reluctant smile and nodded. She turned to go, and then paused and turned back.

"Is he the only one in there?"

Drake stopped and turned. "Well....there were few people there, but I don't know if they are all gone. But he made mention of something like he was going to be there for few more minutes before leaving. So you better hurry up to catch up with him."

"Thanks." Elara turned and walked down the hallway with steady pace. She passed the front door she came across with when she turned, she walked down the stairs and into a much larger room. Her heart racing as she remembered all that happened. Why does she feel this way? She thought. She had never felt this way before now, she didn't know if she should like the feelings or hate it.

Brielle!

She paused. Squinted her eyes and rolled it. How she has totally forgotten about her. She was supposed to think all about Brielle and Agatha Vane, but was carried away. So she truly was a witch haunter. Elara felt her heart shattered and all drowning in her stomach. What a grosteque reality that her own best friend is a witch haunter and is after her and her family. Elara frowned and hated Brielle for a bit.

"Hey." Nathan called out when he saw Elara walking up to him. Elara shook her head and turned to look at her surrounding. She had really been thinking so long that she didn't knew when she was at the entrance of the locker room. She looked at Nathan who leaned on the door, his white towel wrapped firmly around his waist, his torso shinning bright like he just had a fresh bath, his back hair wet and scattered. The more she looked at him, the more she saw Draven smiling down at her. She shook her head and was back to reality. Something inside her wished it was Draven and not Nathan, but she shrugged it off. Though Nathan was not as handsome looking as Draven, she still loved him that way. Elara moved fast to Nathan who spread his arm wide open to welcome her in. She hugged him, and moving her face backwards a little, she went straight for his lips. She had wanted to get that Draven's taste off her lips. Nathan tasted different and she hated it.

Nathan dragged her into the locker room and shut the door behind them, lifting her up and making her wrap her legs round his waist, he took her into the bathroom he had come out from not quite long. Nathan kissed her passionately, taking it at a slow motion, but Elara was more fast and he just had to flow with it. He dropped her gently on the bathroom table, with his mouth still in place. He went down to her neck and kissed it slowly, sucking in her soft, tender skin, which made Elara moan to his ears. He took his lips down to her breast and kissed it, taking off her shirt immediately. Elara turned to look down at Nathan only to see Draven sucking in her round swollen breasts. Draven looked up and smiled at her which made her center tightened so hard that she wanted him to go in there and make her feel alive once more. She wriggled her legs in great pleasure when Nathan licked her thighs. She was glad she was putting on the school's skirt today, at least that was an easy entrance. She smiled when Nathan bent lower and raised her legs open, kissing the surface of her core. How she loved that part of her body so well. Draven had made her feel places she never knew existed in her and she loved it. He smoothen that area gently with his finger, causing flood of adrenaline rush into her veins almost immediately. He didn't know if he should be surprised or annoyed that Elara was behaving this way. She had allowed him to touch her to that extent, and that was a surprising thing, but the way she was acting — so exposed to everything unlike her, was also annoying and made Nathan think if she was cheating on him. He kissed her middle once more and looked at Elara, whose eyes rolled, while she panted heavily, her cheeks were flushed red. He held her left thigh and dived into her, kissing and sucking in every part of her. Elara moaned out loud, her body vibrating on the table, her head thrown back to rest on the mirror behind her. She held her mouth to restrain her from making noises that would attract people in. She felt her whole body on fire as Nathan kept on sucking her center. She wanted to scream out loud, wanted to scream out the desires that grew up in her. Elara held Nathan's face and brought it up to hers. She smiled when she saw Draven's face, and she kissed him. She released herself from him and breathed out to his face. Her mouth opened again to kiss him, but she found herself breathing heavily to his face. She took her finger down between her thighs and beat that area fast, as she kept on moaning loud. Nathan understood that and went again to kiss her area.

"Ooh.... Draven!!" She called out. Nathan stopped and looked up at her, anger written all over his face. Elara came back to reality and that's when she saw Nathan and not Draven. How had she been foolish to think it was Draven who pleasured her. She looked at Nathan with a quizzical look.

"Why... why did you stop." She reached out to him, but he moved back.

"Who was that?" He asked getting angry.

"Who? Draven? Ooh, a character from my book I read last night." Nathan frowned, disdain was plain on his expression.

"Yeah....I read a book last night, and Draven really like really did a great job on his lady. I almost...masturbated. That's why I'm all like this today." Yeah, she almost m*********d. Almost? She did last night after she was done with Draven.

"Ooh....okay." Nathan nodded slowly without full satisfaction. He studied her face closely and smiled. He knew Elara wouldn't cheat on him, he believed her and went close to her to kiss her. Elara wrapped her arm around his neck as the kiss deepened. It was slow and steady this time as it has always been. They broke out when they heard the door opened and closed.

"I think one of the boys are back." Nathan said as he moved back from Elara. Immediately, she dressed herself up and Nathan brought her down from the table, and they both walked out of the bathroom with their hands locked.

"Oops....!" Ethan gasped when he saw the duo coming out from the bathroom. He looked at Nathan who was still on his towel, and to Elara, who's upper button was open, exposing her cleavage. He smiled at Nathan and winked at him.

"Sorry if I messed things up for you both, but I came in to pick up my stuffs." He smiled as he took his bag and left the room. Elara breathed out and sat on the bench, looking up at Nathan who turned to the closet to get dressed. She watched how his back moved in rhythm of his arm movement. Nathan was handsome and good looking, but not to compare him with Draven, who was the master of good looking. Draven had this seductive eyes that enchants a girl when he looks at them, and that's how he got Raven and other girls including her own very self. Her stomach twitched at the thought.

Nathan was no doubt good too, but Draven had a way of playing his part best. He sure knew how a girl wants to be touched, and does it perfectly well like the warlock that he is. Elara must admit she didn't really enjoy Nathan like she did with Draven and she hated it instantly. Nathan was her boyfriend and she was supposed to choose him over any other guy, but here she was comparing him with Draven, a warlock. She felt guilt sitting right beside her when she remembered she cheated on Nathan. She had been a lustful and foolish girlfriend, and she admitted it. Nathan turned and smiled at her, which she did reluctantly. She felt her heart ache when he turned back to the closet again. She wanted to tell him that she was sorry, but how will she start the conversation. How will Nathan feel on hearing she had something to do with a warlock, and that will definitely bring her to the topic that she was a witch. She folded her lips in a thin line and bent her head.

"Hey." Nathan walked up to her and lifted her by the chin. "What's that?"

"Nothing much. Just Brielle. I haven't seen her since today."

"Well, maybe she should be at the library. You know that's her favorite place in the school. Or have you tried calling her?"

"No." She said.

"Come on, let's go look for this missing Brielle." Nathan laughed and assisted Elara to stand up, putting his arm around her shoulder, they both walked out of the locker room.