The hybrid: Medusa’s eyes

Chapter Four

I dreamt the most beautiful vodka-induced dream ever, at first I was in a garden of violet, then I was kissing Andre, then I was straddling him. I jerked awake as grunted grumpily, I wish the dream never ends. It was already dark outside, The house was quiet except for the crickets outside, I stretched my arms and yawned hungrily.

“ Andre?” I called and went into the kitchen. The lights were turned off so I assumed he was not in there, a movement on the counter caught my eye and I stepped away from the door.

“ Brittany?” A voice hissed in my ear. I backed away slowly into the living room.

“ Who are you?” I asked shakily.

“ Your friend. Don’t runaway from me.” The voice said.

“ Who...what are you?”

“ I have tried talking to you before but you couldn’t hear me. The master says not to talk to you unless you can hear me and today I overhead your conversations.” It knocked something over. “ Oops, sorry.”

“ What are you?”

“ Your blood incarnate.’

“ A what?!”

“ I am a Basilisk, only you can look in my eye.”

“ A basilisk as in snake?”

“ Thats rude. I will advise your friend to not look me in the eye.” It snorted. I didn’t hear the front door opened until the light came on.

“ Brittany? What’s wrong?” Andre asked as he unplaced his shoes.

“ Dont look it in the eye. It’s a basil....” I was too shaken to complete the sentence so I pointed. Andre hurriedly came over and turned flipped the kitchen switch on while closing his eyes.

A brilliant green serpent bared it’s thin sabre-looking, poisonous fangs and large yellow eyes at me as if in a smile, being not more than twelve inches in length. There was a trail of yellow liquid in its trail.

“ Did you pee on the counter?” I quizzed.

“ That’s it’s venom.” Andre interjected. He moved towards the back of the counter and opened his eyes. “ Can it talk to you?”

“ Yes, I can hear it. You can’t? It just spoke.”

“ Only Medusa’s blood can hear me and look me in the eye. Anyone who claims you, will be able to hear me too.” The basilisk hissed.

“ Anyone who claims me? How?” I looked at Andre weirdly. “ He says anyone who claims me will be able to hear him.”

“ Why can’t he hear me? Aren’t you betrothed to him?” The basilisk asked.

“ Not anymore, we broke off the engagement.”

“ Ask him why he is here.” Andre said.

“ I am here to protect my mistress.” The basilisk replied.

“ I am your...mistress?” I asked shocked.

“ Yes and I am to serve you for the rest of my life so you can fulfil the prophecy and reunite the lands.” The basilisk hissed.

“ He said I need to fulfil a prophecy to reunite the lands. Is he talking about Old Josie’s prophecy?”

“ I don’t know.” Andre frowned.

“ So Old Josie’s meaningless ramblings was a prophecy and you lied to me about it.”

“ Now you know.” He said and began bringing out ingredients for dinner. “ Ask him if he will like anything for supper, I can’t allow him stay here in my house and turn my guests to stone.”

“ Some steak would be nice, preferably raw. And I am not leaving until the mission is fulfilled.” The basilisk said.

“ He can actually hear you. He wants some raw steak. He will stay with me in my room, I will keep an eye on him.” Andre sighed and brought out a plastic bag from the fridge, he tossed it at me. I laid a plate out for the basilisk and placed two piece of steak in it then watched it eat.

“ A new improvement as arrived but it can wait till morning. I won’t be here to make breakfast for you so just have cereals, no going near the knifes. Remember, they can smell your blood from 3000 miles. Understood?” Andre warned.

“ Yes.” Silence ensued as he began to make dinner.“ How come you are taking this so well? Do you need a glass of vodka?” I chuckled.

“ I also have a blood incarnate. It’s on me.”

“ On you? How?” It took a second before I realised what he was talking about. “ The tattoos?”

“ Yes. I have two. An Eagle and two tigers.” I gaped at him, wide-eyed.

“ Can I see? Please!” I squeaked excitedly. Andre sighed and pulled off his shirt, dropping it on the counter.

“ Don’t touch.” He said but I wasn’t listening, I was in a kind of trance.

I moved closer in awe at the sight of his sculpted abs, the eagle was poised in flight behind his back and I touched it slowly and watched. Andre was watching me with a sceptical look on his face, I wasn’t sure if the touch affected him or his tattoo. The tigers were drawn in front of his body, they were so small and their tails disappeared into the bands of his trousers.

“ Did a female draw this or a male?” I blurted out as my eyes traced the tail, wondering where it ended. I covered my mouth in shock as he raised his eyebrows at me warily.

Our eyes locked at that moment and time stopped briefly, the only sound I could hear was the loud thumping of my heart, if only he could hear that too. I stared up at the breath-taking male in front of me and stepped closer, standing on my toes and dropping a light kiss on his lips, he didn’t move a muscle and I started back when he grabbed me fiercely and pulled me back against him. Crushing his lips against mine, I locked my hands behind his neck and deepened the kiss.

“ Lustful humans.” I thought I heard the basilisk say.

Andre brought his hands to my bodice and carefully undid the buttons, exposing the surface of my breasts to the cold breeze, I shivered in the process. He broke the kiss and looked down at me.

“ Brittany, tell me to stop.” He said shakily. I brought my hand down to his groin area and felt the hardness in his pants.

“ Please, don’t.” I muttered against his lips. He yanked open the remaining buttons off my bodice, sending them flying all over the kitchen. He began to plant kisses on my neck, going down to my breast.

A low moan escaped my throat as his mouth found the hardened peak of my left breast, flicking it with his tongue while his cupped hand deftly massaged the right. When he gently pinched my n****e between his thumb and forefinger, I arched my back and gasped. His free hand snaked to the small of my back, supporting the curve of my spine, while my fingers twined into his dripping-wet hair. Andre stayed there for a moment, swirling his tongue around the tightly beaded tip of one breast while massaging the other. I felt his hands go into my skirt, I grabbed his hands, guiding him to the wet spot between my legs.

“ Andre!” I let out a low whimper when his hands slid between my thighs, spreading them. When he dropped his hands between my legs, and slid his fingers between my lower lips, my knees nearly buckled. I pressed my back and palms against the counter support as his fingers slid all the way up, and then all the way back down my center.

“f**k,” I gasped, knotting my fingers into his as he slowly worked up his fingers all the way in , thrusting in and out, increasing the pace as my moans increased. My moans and the wet sound of his thrusts filled the kitchen. I was near the peak when the doorbell chimed, Andre didn’t stop, he went faster just as my core clenched on his fingers and I felt the juices flow down my legs. I held the counter for support as my legs shook from the aftermath of the orgasm.

Andre withdrew his hand and straightened, he walked to the sink and washed his hands then he went to the front door. I tried to hold my bodice together but it was a futile effort, I held it with my bodice and walked to the door. I stopped abruptly when a loud shriek came from the living room.

“ You had better tell me the things I need to hear.” It was Daphne. “ So? Is she gone from our lives?”

“ Yes, she is gone. We broke the betrothal this morning.” Andre answered. I knelt by the door and peeped through the keyhole. Daphne was standing in front of Andre with a coy smile on her face, Andre’s back was turned to me so I couldn’t read his expression.

“ I hope you are not lying to me?” Daphne asked as she moved closer to him, her hands squeezed the bulge in his pants.

“ No.” Upon hearing the response she wanted, she went down on her knees and unbuckled the belt of his pants, dropped it on the couch and unbuttoned the pants, pulling it down to his knees. Daphne looked up at him, giggling as she placed the glistening tip of his manhood into her mouth.

I couldn’t bear to watch it any longer, I felt filthy and disgusted at myself. I buried my face in my palms and sobbed quietly, a hissing sound made me raise my head.

“ Let me not say I told you so.” The basilisk tsked.

“ You didn’t tell me anything, I am miserable enough without you adding yours.” I retorted.

“ Should I turn her to stone?” I jerked up bewildered.

“ Her father will kill Andre if you do that and if you notice, he loves her.” I sighed miserably.

“ What are you going to do now? Sit here and watch them?” The basilisk asked as it slid up the counter, he tore up the steak bag and finished the whole contents. I stood up and held my bodice with my hands, I opened the back door and went outside.