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Shattered: Chapter
3
Cora opened her eyes to the sight
of a beautiful moonlit meadow surrounded by ancient trees. Tilting her head back, she gazed at the
sparkling stars in the clear night sky.
Off to the eastern horizon, the night was giving way to dawn. Shades of grey and lighter blues slowly
replaced the darkness of night. A rustle
of leaves brought her attention to the far tree line. A man in old fashioned clothing walked away,
into the thick darkness of the trees.
The scent on the air told her it was Dwayne, but something was off. Not quite the way it should be. Cora followed him.
“Dwayne. Hey… wait!” She called after the retreating
figure of her mate. He didn’t, or
couldn’t hear her, and kept moving through the dense forest. Carefully, Cora started to run, dodging
branches and jumping over brambles to reach him. Over. Under. Right. Left. Then she lost sight of him, and jumped a
fallen tree.
She landed in the middle of a
street. A cobblestoned
street. Skidding to a halt, Cora
almost tripped over a particularly large stone.
She picked up her skirts to glare at the offending rock. Skirts? Cora looked
down her body and saw a dress. An
eighteenth century dress. Stockings,
wool by the feel of them, held up by lace garters. No underware to
speak of. Just a chemise and stays
covered by deep green, and heavy, satin bodice and skirt. The stays and the squared neckline of the
bodice smashed and shoved her breasts up to her chin, and she couldn’t catch
her breath. Though, her waist never
looked so small.
Remembering where she had just come
from, Cora stopped her self-inspection and looked around. The street was dark with only intermittent
gaslights lighting the street corners.
The rows of buildings were made of stone and wood. Mostly residential with a few
shops on the ground floors. The scent of baking bread and pastries
filled the pre-dawn air. But there was
something else on the air. If it were a
different time period, she’d think there was a natural gas leak. Then, Dwayne’s scent floated along down the street,
calling her attention to the far end of the street.
There he was, strolling toward
her. But, he hadn’t seen her yet. Cora started walking toward him, a lopsided
grin on her face as she took the time to observe her mate. She’d never been In
this time or place, so it had to be Dwayne that brought them here, to one of
his memories. They were now only one
block apart and he still hadn’t noticed her presence. Odd. What’s he playing at? She narrowed her eyes and stepped off the
curb to cross to the next block.
A sudden explosion blew her off her
feet and onto her back. The heat of
flames rolled over her, followed by acrid smoke. Lifting her head, Cora saw the house on the
corner, ablaze. Flames shot out of the
non-existent windows and doors. Shattered
glass and fragmented wood covered the street and sidewalks. Cora jerked her head up at a gut wrenching
cry, and then she smelled the nauseating stench of burning flesh. Oh,
God!
Her attention was ripped away from
her mate, almost as if her head were being forced by an unseen being. The only sounds she could hear were the
clacking of small shoes on the cobblestones and harsh breathing. A slight figure ran the opposite way through
the alley. Blonde curls running away as
if the hounds of hell were on her heals. At the corner, she stopped and looked back at
the burning building, her face stained with soot and tears. When her gaze fell on Cora,
her eyes turned cold and hard.
They flashed an angry yellow, and then the small blonde woman was gone. Once she turned the corner and was out of
sight, the spell over Cora was broken.
Another scream rent the air. Cora jumped up and ran to her mate. She knew he was reliving the awful night that
he lost his family, his nightmare. And
she felt everything, all his pain and anguish through their Bond. Rushing over to him, Cora wrapped him in her
arms and forced him to step back a few paces.
Out of instinct, his arms closed around her. She looked up to his face and cupped his
cheeks.
“I’m here, babe. It’s okay now.” She whispered and brushed a kiss over his
lips. He jerked his head back and tried
to step away. Cora didn’t miss the look
of confusion in his eyes.
“Who…?” The instant of his recognition of her was
tangible, and he clung to her in relief. But his momentary lapse hurt her, and he knew
it. “No matter what, no matter how long
ago it happened, it’s always as painful as the last time. If not more so.” Dwayne lifted her chin with his finger. “But having you here with me…”
He didn’t finish what he was
saying, but kissed her instead. Hard and deep. His
tongue invaded her mouth when she sighed and melted into him. Her hands slid up around his neck and wrapped
around him, locking him to her. He
explored her mouth, her teeth, her fangs, and reveled in the velvet slide of
her tongue against his. His hands rubbed
up and down her back, one cupping her neck and the other palming her ass,
holding her to him. Pressing
her against his raging need. He
swallowed her moan of pleasure and let out a groan of his own when she ground
her hips into him. Their mouth and hands
became more demanding and frenzied as they rubbed against each other. Her breasts into his chest
and his cock into her belly. Her
desperate hands started tearing into his several layers of clothing. She made a sound of delight when she found
his clothed had disappeared. And so had hers. His
grip on her ass tightened as he shuttered.
Her fingers ran over his shoulders and chest, not quite touching the
flat disks of his nipples.
The hand on her neck slipped down
over her back to join the other one on her ass.
Palming the round globes, he lifted her against him, bringing her mouth
in line with his, and his hot shaft into direct contact with her the slick
folds of her pussy. Cora wrapped her arms
more securely around his neck and her legs around his hips as he bent over,
lowering her to their bed. She felt
decadent having the soft, cool silk sheets under her and her hard, hot lover
above her. He trailed his mouth down
over her chin and neck, stopping to nip and lick the Band around her neck. The Mating Band whose match was around his
neck. The little jolt of awareness shot
straight to her pussy and brought her from sleep to fully awake, and still in
Dwayne’s arms. He lifted his head and
looked into her glowing blue eyes with a matching pair of his own. He grinned, showing his descended fangs, and
lowered his head back down to her neck.
Pulling her skin into his mouth, he
sucked on her neck as he ground his erection into her. Letting go with his mouth, he shifted his hips
slightly. Stilling, he looked at her,
lost himself in her eyes. She undulated
under him, bringing a quirk to his lips.
Bending his head back down to her, he slid his fangs into her neck. She cried out as she came hard and fast. Her body continued to shudder and twitch as
he continued to swallow her life’s essence.
Her nails drew blood from his back and buttocks as he slammed into her,
filling her completely. She gasped as
she crested over another climax. Her
fangs descended fully and she bit him, clamped her mouth on his neck just like
her pussy clamping onto his shaft as he thrust inside her. The pull of her mouth on his Band pushed him
over the edge. Slamming his hips into
her, he filled her with hot jets of his seed.
He let go of her throat and an animal cry sounded as he continued to
empty himself onto her. Over and over
his balls contracted until he collapsed gasping onto Cora.
Rolling to the side, Dwayne pulled
Cora to him, with her arm thrown over his chest and her head lying over his
heart. His arm covered hers as they lay
in silence, both content to keep their thoughts private for the moment. Dwayne’s breathing evened out and slowed as
he settled into sleep. Cora lifted her
head to look at him. His face was calm
and youthful. No lines of worry marred
his face. He looked peaceful… hiding the
storm that was brewing.
Cora could feel it. She knew something was off with her
Mate. And it hurt that he wouldn’t talk
to her about it. Though
she understood that it was harder for him to accept her into every part of his
life. Just like with their
difference in thought on anniversaries and birthdays, his age made his
perspective on things drastically different from hers. As five years for her was still a long time,
time enough to become physically, mentally, and emotionally entwined with someone,
it was still a flash in the pan for him.
Even with the Mating Bond between them, it took some getting used
to. So even though it hurt, Cora would
give him the time he needed to completely trust her with his heart, with his
life.
But there was something that just
didn’t sit right. And it wasn’t just his
comfort level with her. There was
something else, something just out of her reach. There were some weird happenings in town with
bizarre murders. Dwayne seemed to be
pulling away from her a bit. And now with his nightmare…
She couldn’t help but think they were all related somehow. But what? What’s the connection? Cora’s churning thoughts slowed as sleep
took over. She breathed in their mingled
scents and slipped quickly into a well satisfied sleep. Quick enough to miss Dwayne whisper a
name. “Elsbeth…”
Author's Note: I know, It's been a while. A long while. (ducking rotten tomatoes and raw eggs) What can I say? Life got in the way. But, I'm back. And hopefully I'll be able to crank this one out for you.
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