Dark Talez Book 1 Red

Nightmare

I watched with angst as he unbuttoned his sky-blue long-sleeve shirt. Normally he dressed so casually but for tonight, he had put the extra effort in to look so handsome. His eyes never left mine. Swirls of green and orange. Eyes like I had never seen on anyone else before. Else that I always found watching me with nothing but lust, and love. Irrevocable unconditional love.

My mouth grew dry as I watched him peel the shirt from his luscious hard body. Not an imperfection in sight. Rolls of muscles and dashboard and. A perfect v that disappeared beneath his jeans that I desperately wanted to trace with my fingers. My tongue slipped out and I slowly wet my lips as I lay back on my elbows with my knees in the air. My dress gave him the perfect view of the silk tiny panties I had spent way too much money on for tonight.

From the first day I laid my eyes on Randon Black, I knew he would be the man I gave myself to. Mind, body, and heart. He would have all of me. We were perfect and envied by so many in our small town. Even after Randon and I made them aware we were official females till continue to throw themselves at him but I have no worries. In a room full of women he only sees me That I am sure of.

Random slid his dark jeans down his tanned legs and climbed up my body, the smell of his cologne made me want to purr like a cat.

Pure man.

"Are you sure you're ready, Katya?” his low voice sounded in my ear sending chills down my body.

“Yes, I'm sure.” I shakily replied.

Randon’s hand slid down my thigh and under the hem of the tight red dress. He slowly began to peel it off my body until I lay bare before him, in only my red thin panties.

Randon retrieved his pants and pulled the shiny steel from the pocket. I ran my finger down the sharp smooth steel when he handed it to me, placing it in my hand and curling my fingers around the handle. ..

“You first baby,” he whispered confidently.

"But, I thought you.." I stuttered but he immediately cut me off.

“You need to go first, you need to see that the pain is only momentarily and will soon be replaced by eminence passion.” He explained.

I bit my lip as worry overtook me. Randon then pried my lip from my teeth with the pad of his thumb and lifted my chin so that my eyes met his.

If you're not sure Baby,” he started but I cut him off by placing my finger against his lips.

Holding the cold steel in my hand with my other I placed it upon his chest until I felt the thump thumping of his beating hurt. I lifted the object in my hand and slid it across his smooth skin. Red droplets began to rise to the surface and my mouth instinctively cover the wound and the delicious copper taste filled me. Passion flared deep inside me and I became ravenous as Randon’s essence flowed through me.

After a moment Randon gently pulled me back and laid me down in front of him. His eyes seemed to glow beneath the moonlight, but it had to be a trick of the light, right? No one's eyes glowed like the moon reflecting off the water.

Randon took the blade from my hand and placed his other hand on my chest. Thump think! I watched instantly no longer scared or nervous as he slid the blade across the soft asking of my chest. The crimson red appeared not long after and immediately his mouth went to the wound. My head fell back as my hand held him to my chest urging him to take in more and more of my essence. Urging him to feel me through it, to feel how I felt for him.

A movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention but when I turned my head all I seen was the ancient moonstone statue starring straight back at me with it's onyx eyes. As if it was scrutinizing me.

I felt Randon’s hand slip between my panties and my breathing grew rapid. His finger found my already throbbing, sopping wet nub and he began to rub me in slow circles making my hips arch up off the ground. I needed more. I needed him inside me.

The wind whirled around us as it picked up its pace. As if we were caught in a tornado of leaves and twigs. Thunder and lighting sounded over head, but none of that mattered. I was focused on Randon alone.

I turned to Randon as he lifted his head from my bosom and my heart fell, fear filling me at what I saw before my eyes. Glowing red eyes stared back at me. A long snout, show white fur, and teeth so sharp I was sure I would be gone with one bite.

I whimpered and began to scoot backward on my hands until my back hit the ancient statue. I watched terrified as Randon stalked toward me. Just before he reach me he lifted his head toward the full moon above us and howled loudly.

The sound of others answered back as he howled over and over. Others who were deep in the forest but getting closer. He was calling them to us. To watch as he yore me to shreds and feasted on my body.

“Randon, please! Don't do this! I love you!”

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I jumped as the blaring of the alarm clock sounded through the room. Covered in sweat, my heart still racing, and my p***y still throbbing.

“What the f**k? Why would I have such a dream.?”

The ritual Randon and I had performed so long ago that combined our essence for life ended nothing like the dream I had just had. We made sweet passionate love after, and he gave me o****m after o****m. He worshipped my body.

Why would I dream that he would hurt me? Randon would never. It must be all the stress with my Nana’s, coming back to Grimm Hollow, and seeing him again after so very long.

I threw the heavy blankets back and drug myself to the shower. I turned the water on and peeled off my sweat soaked clothing. Stepping into the shower my legs were still weak from the dream I had awoken from. Rather the nightmare.

My eyes caught the clock on the bedside table. 12 Noon! When had I fallen asleep? The last thing I remembered was reading Nanas letter. Was it a dream?

I walked yo Nanas room and opened the door. It was clean. Spotless in fact. Just as I had left it. I made my way to her dresser and pushed the hidden drawer. I felt the pearls hit my hand and pulled it back. There was the letter. It hadn't been a dream. I felt like I was going crazy but I couldn't think about that now. I had to get ready.

But I couldn't get Randon out of my mind. As the water cascaded over my head in the shower I ran my finger over the scar over my heart. The scar that symbolized mine and Randon’s love.

My fingers trailed from the scar to my heart n*****s circling them over and over. My other hand trailed down my stomach to my aching middle. I slid my middle finger between my wet lips and into my tight cunt. A moan escaped my lips. I held onto the shower head as I f****d myself with my finger. Inserting another my fingers went to my bud. My knees grew weak and I began moaning loudly as I encircled it over and over, moaning Randon’s name. I could feel my o****m building. Climbing higher and higher.

"Katya!"

Randon’s voice brought me crashing back down to earth as my o****m washed over me over and over again.

"Randon!" I moaned.

"Katya, you're mother and father sent me to get you. Are you okay in there?”

The beating on the door brought me back to reality and I realized that the man I had been j*********f to was now standing only feet away.

"Get dressed, I'll be waiting in the living room.” he shouted through the door.

Had he heard me? Had he heard me calling his name with the same passion as I had so many times so long ago?

As embarrassment filled me I hurriedly showered, shaved, and jumped out of the shower. I ran around the bathroom like a mad woman throwing on my black dress, drying my hair and pinning it on the top of my head, and applying some mascara with red lipstick. Simplistically beautiful, as my Nana always said.

My fingers ran over the pearls before I gently picked them up and placed them on my neck. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked so much like my Nana. A tear escaped my eye but I quickly wiped it away.

”You're stronger than this Red! Now, let's go break a few hearts shall we?