Nusac

Chapter 10

Faith’s POV

Every muscle in me is tense as I watch the demons head hit the floor and roll away. The body slowly begins to slumps to its knees then flat on the floor. My breathing is jagged from the exercise and my vision keeps switching from black and white back into normal colour then back again.

It finally settles back onto black and white, the slayer deciding that there is more she needs to do and I begin to stride with purpose to the edge of the forest. I’m not sure what is going on at the moment. I mean yeah I’ve let my slayer come out to play before. That is one of the really big reasons for the double H. Never ever like this though. I mean I’m sort of in control of my actions but not at the same time kind of like when you’re really drunk… if I wanted to enough then I could stop it but I really don’t want to, screw the consequences.

It’s hard to explain really. It’s like we are the same people but the slayer in me has both the skill and the stones to do things I would never even dream of. Like back there. I was getting my ass royal-y kicked and she comes out and look he’s very dead. And now that part of me is walking off to the edge of the trees. I can’t feel where we are going and I can’t feel any more demons around.

Crap is that the house I see up there? Do I want Namine to see me like this? She may not be scared of me… yet.

I’m really hoping to just walk past the door to the house and my slayer senses are leading me towards a demon on the other side I just haven’t been able to feel it yet. No such look.

I push the door so hard it smashes off the wall. It didn’t break but it does make a loud noise.

Namine is over by her bookshelf searching through her book. “Bad day?” she asks me without turning around.

I feel a low growl rumble through my chest. What the fuck is that about? I’ve never done that before. Her head tilts to the side at this noise distracting her from her books. I stride around the small table until I’m standing right behind her and clutch her shoulder spinning her to face me. Without a second thought to what I’m doing I push her backwards against her books shelves. Then crash my lips against her. I mean actually crash. There’s nothing sweet or tender about it. The black and white world around me disappears as my eyes slide closed.

I feel her bottom lip against my tongue as I run it along asking... No strike that demanding entrance. This surprises me. What really blows me away is that she grants me entrance.

It does nothing to quieten the ache between my thighs.

My hands of there own accord push against her hips so she is forced backwards into her bookcase. Saying in not uncertain terms ‘I want you’ using only my body. She still hasn’t pushed me away. That’s a good sign right? I don’t think it would help if she did. Slayer strength could be an issue.

I step closer into her personal space and push my hips against hers. I feel hands slide up my arms and against my neck making me shudder my approval. I pull back not for need to oxygen more the need to take stock of what I’m doing. I’m not a monster contrary to popular belief. I’m not going to go any further if it’s not something she wants.

My eyelids slide open and I’m almost shocked to see colour. My breathing is heavy but then again so is hers. I press my forehead against hers for just a second waiting for her own eyes to open. So I can see that brilliant blue I’ve grown so accustom to. Finely they follow suit and her irises have gone a very, very deep shade of blue. “You okay with this?” Shit was that me talking? I can’t even recognise my own voice any more.

She only nods her head at me and begins to try and lean up into me again. I have other ideas however. My fingers bite into her hips as I lift her from the floor. Her legs find a place wrapped around me and I place my hands under her ass to support her. She leans down to mingle her tongue with mine again and another growl rubbles from my chest without warning. The slayer is still here pushing down my negative thoughts pushing me on.

I step backwards until I can see the doorway out of the corner of my eye and walk through it into the bedroom. I slowly set her down on her bed and when I’m sure it’s taking her weight I remove my hands and push her backwards onto the bed.

I pull back again this time I do need air and look down. She’s beautiful her breath coming in short deep pants her lips swollen from my rough kissing. I can’t help leaning down and taking those lips again, pushing my thigh between both of hers.

I pull at her corset top having to hold myself back from ripping it from her body. The lace, which holds it together, is starting to piss me off. I pull back to see how to get the offending garment off. Even while looking at it I can’t seem to get it undone. Fuck this. I take hold of both sides and rip it open.

She starts to protest but swallows what ever she was going to say when I palm a breast, rolling a nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I watch transfixed as she bites her lip and moans at the contact. I dip my head and take the other into my mouth letting my teeth graze against it. This makes her arch against me.

I bring myself up to those lips again needing to have contact with them. She takes a hand to my shoulder and pushes me over onto my back. That, I was not expecting. She rolls on top of me and disappears from sight.

Shit it’s cold, even more so with my pants pulled down to my ankles and then slipped off. She comes back into my line of sight at the same moment I feel her fingers enter me. How the fuck could she know how much I need this.

I reach up threading my fingers through her hair needing something to hold on to as all of these pleasurable sensations run up my body from one point. Using my hands in her hair I pull her lips down to mine muffling my own moans.

In this state I didn’t expect to last long as every shade of every colour flashes before my eyes and my hands ball into fists in her dark blond hair.

I feel my back hit the bed as all of my muscles relax. My bottom half still hanging off the side of the bed being held upright by my feet planted on the floor. I can also feel her being to move from off me. Not fucking likely. I use my hands in her hair to pull her back up.

I let my lips once again connect to hers. The urgency now gone I make myself slow down and run my tongue against her bottom lip tenderly.

I slowly push her over onto her back. And reach down hooking my arm under her bent knees to swing her around so she is lying fully on her bed. I pull my jacket off my shoulders still not releasing those lips that I’ve just been introduced to.

My hands wander to play with her nipples again, she moans into my mouth and I feel more desire start to stir through me… just call me stamina girl. I feel her pulling at my top so I release her lips long enough to have it pulled off my body. I roll myself over so I am lying next to her on the bed. She turns to climb on top of me but I push her back down so she is lying on her side too.

I dip my head down slightly to take one nipple in my mouth whilst rolling the other between my forefinger and thumb. I slide my thigh between hers and she rocks slightly into it. I release the one nipple I had in my hand and run my fingers slowly over her stomach, heading south.

My thumb draws small circles around her swollen clit, I look up at her seeing lust in her eyes for a second before she has pulled my head forward with her hand. And again with the kissing. After a few minutes I don’t even have to move my thumb anymore as she is writhing her hips against it herself.

As she jerks against my hand a finger slips into her slightly which makes her moan even louder. I pull it out only to be met with her groaning at me this time, then writhing again to try and get my to re enter her.

Well if she wants to play it that way. I insert my middle finger into her whilst rubbing circles on her clit with my thumb. By this point she is rocking so hard against me I think I better get on with it and let her have her release or she might just do… well I don’t know what she would do but I don’t think it would be good.

I dislodge my thigh from between hers and push myself up to a kneeling position between her legs. I lean forward slightly and am again pulled in for kisses, I use one hand to support myself so I don’t squash the poor girl then I delve two fingers into her. She takes a sharp intake of breath around our lips.

I move my fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion inside her, and she seems to like this so I carry on for a few seconds. She grinds herself against my hand faster and faster moving in every direction. Her hands are running up and down my sides as I increase my speed. The noise level in the room increases as she gets close to her release.

Within a minute she has finished with an earth-shattering scream. I feel her insides clench around my fingers and I feel her dig her nails into my back and scrape from bottom to top. And then her body falls limp on the bed, breath heavy and glistening from the action, not to mention there is a rather luminous glow about her skin now.

Her eyes open and there is still fire behind them. She pushes against my shoulder again and climbs astride me. How the hell is she keeping up?