Unbearable Pain
1319 Words
Ira
The thought charged her into doing something. Not one to face an easy defeat, she waited patiently as the strength slowly but steadily improved and Ira got up. Her feet still felt wobbly and weak. She did not want to fall again and embarrass herself.
Enough of this delicate darling behaviour! She chided herself.
The area of her chest where her heart pumped still hurt. It felt like someone was slowly driving a knife through her chest. Diana’s eyes looked shiny black as she continued to mutter, lost in her own world of Ether.
Ira stood in awe looking at the magic, wondering if she would ever be able to control her magic that way.
She threw a glance at the people standing on the deck. They were gazing at the huge black ball around Ira and Diana. Some looked with steady bright eyes, their faces excited, while others stared at the two witches in terrified curiosity. Their unblinking eyes, scared to miss a single moment, continued to look towards the black orb.
Her eyes landed on Remus. He looked lost, his sunken eyes stared in space with emptiness, not really noticing Ira or Diana... With long wavy hair and beard of a few days, he looked unkempt and savage.
The hair behind her neck prickled. Her attention moved to the person who was watching her. Ennius frowned, looking directly at her. She wasn’t sure if they could see inside the black bubble, but the determination in his eyes made her skin crawl.
What is the guy thinking? She licked her lips, remembering the kiss they shared. The taste of his mouth danced on her lips and she shrunk towards Diana.
The terrible sharp pain ripped through her chest and increased again like a monstrous wave. Her legs felt like jelly and she collapsed to the floor again. Flashes of Liam with Monike struck through her brain like lightning.
A clear picture of Liam kissing Monike passionately, his tongue deep in Monike's mouth as he tried to frantically undress her.
Ira closed her eyes in a bid to stop the hurtful images, but it did not help. Like a reel, the video continued to play on as Liam's thick fingers roughly pulled at the red spaghetti strap gown and Ira shouted, “NOOOO!”
A burst of black thick fluid shot out of her hands and landed on the deck.
She shook her head to get rid of the images, but the scene progressed as one of her worst nightmares played in her head.
Monike madly unbuttoned Liam's black shirt and ran her fingers down his chest and muscular tummy to his pants.
He is all dressed up! Have they got engaged already? Am I already too late? Even as her body writhed in pain, these thoughts agonised her mind.
Black thick Ether surrounded her. It was inside her and around her as she continued to think about the worst. Her brain played tricks, changing the scenes in her head.
Soon it was Ennius kissing her passionately and the next it was Liam falling with his naked back on his bed. Monike climbed onto him seductively, dressed only in her lacy red panties. Her boobs bounced with her movement.
“IRA! FOCUS!” Diana’s sharp voice pierced her ears. “You are doing it! You have managed to create a portal. Please focus and take us out of here. We need to reach the new land! Transfer us to the new land” Diana commanded.
Her commands could not really work on Ira.
Ira was a free witch. But she remembered the cries of hungry children in the background… Yes… Save this race. Rational thoughts crept up as Monike continued to rain fervent kisses on Liam’s sexy body, her Liam’s body…
“AAAaaah!” The pain in her gut was killing her.
No...no...no… Save the wolves first.
Monike licked the side of Liam's neck. Her teeth bit into his shoulder as she ran her nails over his arms, moving them towards his chest. Her fingers traced the tattoo on his chest, and she moaned out Liam's name. Monike licked the tattoo and pain, like Ira had never known before, shredded her entire system.
She had been in constant anguish for the past few minutes, but this pain was out of the world. Her body went into crazy spasms as waves and waves of shock shot through her every cell. She had no idea how much she could tolerate before she would pass out again.
"IRA! IRA!" Diana's frantic voice reached her. "Leave the portal. Come back to us."
The wolds confused her. Even as seizures tormented her body, she tried opening her eyes. She wasn't sure if the eyes were open or closed. Only vast blackness spread in front of her. Not a single gleam of light flickered in the darkness.
But for some twisted reason she could still see Monike making out with Liam. Her kisses moved slowly down south on Liam's body.
"F*ck! Aaargh!" Ira screamed as another wave of pain pierced her heart.
"IRA!" Diana's cry rang around her
Save the wolves, her own thoughts crowded her already fatigued brain
And she felt a sharp explosion rip through her consciousness. A sprinkling cool feeling took over her senses which acted as a soothing balm on her burning, pain ridden body.
The dark black Ether was her, and she was the Ether. It was around her. Surrounding her very being, cutting her off from the rest of the world. She welcomed the disconnect that relieved are a little from the shooting pain in her chest and her gut.
She could expand the darkness into the largest ball and contract it to the size of an atom. She could become the atom and the universe. Laughing at the absurd feeling, she tried to see past the Ether. The powerful black fluid like substance crawled through her veins and she could feel its every movement. She could see no one, hear no one, feel no one… Only the dark substance which electrified her.
She thought of her land, the place where she was born and raised, of Australia. The beautiful land bestowed with bountiful nature. Kangaroos hopping around freely, koalas crawling around. The acres and acres of virgin forests… She felt the Ether flow through the Dreamtime connecting her to the land… So the stories were true! The land was more than just it's physical existence. It had spirits governing it.
The spirits of the ancestors whispered stories in her head; the past, present and future merged becoming indistinguishable as her brain traversed the New World from a different century…
Another bolt of pain tore through her chest pulling her back to her existence. She hated the sharp pain. It made her feel weak and it distracted her. She saw Monike grind her panty covered fair ass on Liam as she kissed him again and Ira pushed Monike…
Monike slammed against the stone wall opposite to Liam's bed and crumbled in a heap on the floor, totally knocked out. Her head lolled to one side, eyes closed, and boobs sagged as she slouched with her back resting against the wall.
With eyes as wide as saucers, and heart racing as if in a marathon, Ira looked around, confused.
It was Liam's bedroom. On his bed, Liam lay on his side, facing Ira, his head propped up on his hand, staring at her with a goofy, lopsided smile.
Completely disoriented, she frowned, placed her hands at her temples, and shook her head. What was happening? Was this another vision, or was this reality?
She observed the sexy body of her mate still covered in his pants. Volume one of the werewolf history lay open on the bedside table.
“F*ck! No! I failed!” She gasped. Her weak legs gave way, and she slid down to the floor.
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