The Apparition
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" There is nothing wrong with changing a plan when the situation has changed"
By Seneca the younger
Liam
His tongue explored the depths of Ira's mouth and everything felt wrong. The woman in his arms moaned. The sound was wrong too! He jerked back, repulsed by the sound and feel of whoever he was with. Monike! F*ck this isn't Ira, Sh8t, sh*t, s**t!! I shouldn't have taken that damn pill! I don't want this!
They were pressed together in a lip lock in his own bedroom.
He did not remember how he had reached there, must have walked! Even as Monike frantically fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, his eyes landed on the book on his bedside table.
It was open. Dark rays, like the colour of ink emitted out of it and his Lycan, whimpered in his head. What is happening? Is Ira coming back? But, I can’t do this! F*ck! this is all so twisted.
His slow responses did not stand a chance against Monike. She pulled the shirt off him, turning him around, in the process.
He wanted to stop her, so he held her shoulders. She put all her weight against him, pushing him onto his bed, and he landed with his back first.
She laughed even as Liam said, "Monike! We must stop."
Swaying her hips, she seductively stepped out of her red dress and cooed, "Oh! Do you want to play 'hard to get', today?'. Climbing onto him with her long legs on both sides, she sat on him and whispered. "Not today, sexy! It's been a long time! I have waited to get that hot rod inside me!".
Her pert boobs with pink n*pples jiggled as she moved. But his excitement had subsided the moment his own thoughts were back.
Monike was too high to notice the subtle change. He did not want to hurt her, but he did not want to go ahead either.
Monike fidgeted with his pants, trying to undress him. He expertly guided her hand to his cheeks and looked into her hazel eyes. "listen to me Monike! You are drunk! Stop this right now."
She laughed his words off. Instead pushed herself against him and sucked at his ear.
He did not want to do this and did not have to do this! If Ira had to be here, she would have to manage without his betrayal. Period!
His Lycan was still incapacitated. That was good for Monike, as she was completely uncontrollable. How do you say 'NO' to a woman consumed with passionate obsession?
She bit down on his ear and whispered, “You will mark me and change me soon!"
She licked the side of his neck and nibbled into the delicate skin, murmuring against it, "And I will mark you back, right here."
His Lycan stirred. He prayed to the Moon Goddess that Ira arrived soon. He would not allow Monike to do anything more. This entire plan was gross and deplorable.
He tried to pull Monike away, but the woman behaved like a possessed man eater, running her tongue on his tattoo. She started moving downward, and Liam stopped her again. She pressed her finger against his lips, "ssshh! Don't stop me sexy. You are going to love this!"
His Lycan hissed, ‘stop the f*****g b*tch or I am going to kill her!’
‘Wait! It isn’t her fault. I initiated this. We can’t kill her,’ Liam objected, trying to control his Lycan who was getting angrier by the moment. Liam held Monike's face, stopping her from going any further down.
She took his silence as an invitation and started grinding her ass against his manhood.
‘NO…I don’t want this,’ His Lycan forced himself forward.
Taking control over Liam’s hands, he rested the hands on her chest, expertly avoiding the boobs and gave a stern push to get her off his body.
Exactly at the same time, he saw two delicate looking hands join his own in pushing Monike away and Monike rammed against the wall in front of his bed. She landed on her bum, completely knocked out.
The combined strength of his Lycan, Ira, and he was a little too much for the drunk diva.
He heaved a sigh of relief. Never thought he would have to use his strength against a woman. He turned to his side and saw his love standing next to his bed. She looked gorgeous in the cream and blue dress that she was wearing.
Just like a Greek Goddess, she looked breathtakingly beautiful and devastatingly dangerous as her eyes roamed around the room in anger and confusion.
Liam could not move, mesmerised at her appearance. He wanted to keep staring at her. She was right here! In person. Her fragrance and body, all of it. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Then he noticed the tiredness on her face. Her eyes opened up wide in horror as she spotted the open book…
Her sexy lips moved as she uttered, “f*ck no! I failed!” The words hurt. He wants to see her succeed always, in everything she does.
He saw her sway and knew what was coming next. He was off the bed in a jiffy and caught hold of her before she slid to the ground. Her unconscious body melted in his arms. His Lycan howled in protest.
Ira had arrived after so many days and yet she lay almost dead in his arms.
He called out to Sarena, knowing that Sarena was in the next room but got no answer. He lay Ira on his bed and reached out to Kirra using his mind link. By the grace of Moon Goddess, she responded.
'I am with Sarena next to the river. I need to be here until she is out of her ritual. Please call James. He can heal Ira,' Kirra responded via mind link.
'How do I reach him?' He asked as he sat next to Ira, holding her hand.
'Are you stoned? Don't you have that mirror?' Kirra asked. Irritation trickled through her thoughts and Liam apologised.
'Oh yes. Sorry! Ira looks terrible, so I am not thinking right.'
That softened Kirra, and she responded. 'Don't worry. From what I know of Ira, she is one strong woman! Go ahead. Call James. These witches know how to heal. We will be there soon.' She disconnected the link.
Liam looked at Ira. Her sickly pale face and blue lips scared him. Should I really leave her side? But, me being here isn't helping her much!
Reluctantly, he got up to touch the mirror and call James.
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