High Priestess of Heaven --(Closed, PM to Join)--

For those who seek a true answer, if they are lucky or connected, one may have a chance to be summoned for an audience with the High Priestess of Heavens. Payment must be made, the rules are sacrosanct and must be adhered, one may only have one audience and once the answer is given--it will be forever thus.

To seek the High Priestess is to define your Fate.

Are you ready?

Can you pay the price?

Are you able?

To gain the answer, those who seek must be key to the question, and able to make true love to the Priestess. Only by bringing the Priestess to fulfillment, will the questioner gain knowledge of the vision. Once the act is done, the path is set in stone and Fate will not be denied.

Seeker's Canons

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• A seeker may only have one audience with the High Priestess of Heavens.
• No harm may befall the Priestess. Harm will be an immediate execution of the seeker.
• The only question the seeker may ask, at the beginning of the audience, is the inquiry the seeker provided with the initial application.
• A vision will not be completed unless the seeker makes true love to the High Priestess and brings the Priestess to fulfillment.
• The vision will be lost if the seeker gains release before the Priestess or harms the Priestess.
• Type of payment and due date of such will be determined before the audience.
• A seeker may not divulge the experience one has during the audience with the Priestess.
• Once the audience comes to an end, the seeker must leave the chamber.

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Letter to Ezekiel Hagan


Ezekiel Hagan,

You have been granted an audience with the High Priestess of Heavens. Your appointment shall take place on the first night of the full moon in November. Directions to the location of the meeting has been provided within.

The following rules are sacrosanct. You must agree to follow each rule to the letter. If you fail or break any of the rules, payment and the answer you seek are forfeit.

• A seeker may only have one audience with the High Priestess of Heavens.
• No harm may befall the Priestess. Harm will be an immediate execution of the seeker.
• The only question the seeker may ask, at the beginning of the audience, is the inquiry the seeker provided with the initial application.
• A vision will not be completed unless the seeker makes true love to the High Priestess and brings the Priestess to fulfillment.
• The vision will be lost if the seeker gains release before the Priestess or harms the Priestess.
• Type of payment and due date of such will be determined before the audience.
• A seeker may not divulge the experience one has during the audience with the Priestess.
• Once the audience comes to an end, the seeker must leave the chamber.

Once an audience is granted, you may not decline. The choice has been made and the time declared. Your fate awaits you upon the full moon in November.

Ezekiel Hagan

When Ezekial Hagan, Zeke for short walked around the last corner, he couldn't help but feel some doubt about what he was about to do. The building looked so shabby and run down. He took another look at the directions one more time and compared them to the building in front of him. Sadly though, they were a match. He stepped up to the building, casting his gaze back and forth, and up and down, trying to look for signs of a trap. He had in fact made a fair few enemies in his time, time that beguiled his appearance.

Zeke always found it ironic when he listened to humans talk about how much they wished that they could be a vampire, a werewolf, or other creatures that they thought were mere fantasies. In reality though, they had no idea what they were asking for. They didn't have to deal with that eternal rivalry for starters, and they also didn't have to deal with rival tribes, and rivals within their tribe constantly trying to rise in station at the expense of whomever was necessary.

When none of his senses picked up any signs of a trap he lifted his eyes to catch a glimpse of the finals rays of light from the setting sun. The time for his appointment was as non-negotiable as the rest of this, and he'd gone through so much just to get this far, that he was not about to give up now. He walked up to the door, turned the knob, and gave it a push. He found it a little odd when eyes he couldn't see into the pitch black room in front of him, but he did force himself to step forward. He heard the door close behind him, and found himself completely surrounded by darkness. Before he had time to try and reconsider his decision though, he heard a soft alto voice ask him a question.

What is your question, Seeker?

Zeke's head lifted when he heard the voice, and though there were a million questions rolling through his mind, his voice was nothing but confidence as he gave a voice to the most important one.

"Where can I find mate, my true life mate?"

The darkness of the room ebbed away from the center, and a slim woman with copper-red hair slowly became visible. She stood looking to the side, a hand raised to her head, strands of bright red-gold hair escaped the sloppy twist and fell in light curls around an oval face. She wore a form fitting black sports jacket with the collar raised around her neck, worn blue jeans with hole in one knee and well used dark brown leather boots.

A collage of colors dappled over her lightly tanned skin and painted her form in unlikely hues. She stood on a concrete cobbled island in the middle of a wide street with several lanes. Tall buildings reached towards the inky sky of night, like cartoon guardians and covered in garish commercials, advertisements and unsubtle logos clashed for attention from every surface of the buildings on either side.

For all the displays of electronic disarray, hardly a soul appeared on the streets that should be full of activity. The only sounds were of a city that never slept regardless of time: the hushing whirl of vehicles running stop & go, the hissing whistle of trains rumbling beneath and the occasional voice or two raised in insult or conversation.

"Look, Daryl, it's after one now. Times Square is empty at this time of the night. It's Tuesday for God's sake. I'll be fine. The meet is happening in less than half an hour. I don't think I need you here as backup but it's better to be safe than sorry." Her lips tightened as she listened, her eyes roaming from side to side and she mussed the bangs hanging cover her forehead in frustration. "Try to make it. I can't wait. It was hard enough to get a hold of him. This may be my only chance. I have to try."

She hung up the phone and stuck her hands in her pockets. The redhead turned partway on one boot heel and stopped. She looked right at him. Clear blue eyes surrounded by lush lashes looked straight at him. Darker than flesh pink lips parted, no sound passed and a tantalizing warmth filled the bright eyes.

"Zeke," she whispered his name in a rich alto voice. His name sounded like a long awaited greeting, a promise given, a plea for action and provided the jolt of understanding.

Alone on the concrete island, the red-haired goddess called to Zeke. Bright eyes watched him with astounding familiarity.

She waited.

When the blackness slowly started to ebb, Zeke's superior vision immediately caught the form of a woman appearing out of the darkness. His golden gaze practically glower with his intensity as he watched her shift from just an outline, to a hint of her well-worn clothing, and finally her flawlessly smooth and tanned skin glinting with a myriad of different and unnatural colors shining down from the buildings and glowing signs around her.

Zeke forced himself to turn away from the woman and look around the both of them. He recognized their location almost immediately. It was Times Square, but something was different. Something was off. there was nobody here, nobody but the two of them, despite the almost overpowering sounds that were going on in every other direction. It was just the two of them, alone in this moment.

Though he had been subconsciously listening to the woman's words on the phone, his gaze had still been looking around. Yet everywhere he looked, all he saw was colors and ads, not a time or a date anywhere. How was that even possible?

The sound of his name, spoken in a rich but soft alto voice broke through all the other sounds around them. His golden gaze turned immediately to her, finding her clear blue eyes looking right at him. The second their eyes met, it sent a surge through his entire body, one that almost staggered even his impressive figure. He did manage to keep it together though, and without even realizing it at first, he started to move, taking slow but confident steps towards the fiery-haired goddess. She looked so familiar, but how could that be? Certainly he would have remembered meeting a woman like this, right?

"What is...your name?" He asked softly once he got close, in a voice as tentative as he'd ever used before. His golden gaze was unblinking, almost as though he were afraid that she would disappear if he took his eyes off her for one more second. He found himself overcome with a desperate need to reach out to her, to touch the smooth skin, caress the soft curves of her small but lithe body, yet once again he managed to hold himself back, albeit just barely.

As he walked towards her, she felt as though she was being stalked. His stride was eerily quiet and long. His looming height blurred perception and she didn't realize just how much larger he was than her until he stopped in front of her. She had to tilt her head back to keep their gaze from being broken.

He had the most unusual golden brown eyes she has ever seen. And something radiated from him. A strong energy full of wildness leashed. It was what made her feel as though she was being preyed upon. The feeling at odds with the need to lean into his robust frame and be swallowed by his embrace.

The energy swelled and covered her. Impatient. Possessive. It enveloped her and sank into her pores.

Claimed her.

"What is...your name?"

If she knew, the Priestess would have answered. But he asked for the name of the woman she embodied. Not for the name she herself held. She followed the pull she felt from her inner core and closed the space between them. Her hand seemed so small when she laid it on his chest. She could feel his blood thrum and her senses were taken by his earthy scent.

Head tilted back, rebellious red-gold strands tangling over her eyes, she pressed her body into the rugged stranger's and whispered his name.

"Zeke,"

As Zeke stepped up to the beautiful woman, he realized their height difference immediately, more than a foot, despite the slightly raised concrete island she was standing on.

When he voiced his question and didn't get an immediate response, Zeke found himself slightly confused. It forced him to remember that this was not in fact the woman that he was talking to, but rather the Priestess embodying her. The second he felt her hand touch him though, even through his clothes he started to lose himself once more, especially when he heard his name on her lips once more.

He forced himself to blink, and found himself genuinely relieved when she was still there when he opened his eyes. He slowly lifted both of his hands, both of which were shaking slightly with anticipation. The first touch of his palms to her cheeks sent a surge through him once more. His golden gaze intensified once more as he slowly let his hands glide down her face, the side of her neck, shoulders, teasingly gliding over the outer curve of her breasts before continuing on. Their movement was along a singular unbroken path until they reached the slight swell of her hips. Only then did his hands break from that easily predictable path. He bent at the knee and dropped his hands to her ass and easily lifted her into his arms. He crushed her against him as his lips surged forward to meet hers. The first touch of their lips made his heart jump. One hand lifted to cup the back of her head, tangling in the soft fiery red hair, tilting their heads as he deepened the kiss, closing his eyes as he gave himself over to it.

The sentient energy surged into her body as he grazed his hands over her body. Yearning to hold onto his gentle touch twined with edgy eagerness to leap into the flames that thrummed between them. It was part of her nature to wait but her instincts were overlaid by the one she had become. And her? She wanted the man with an overwhelming passion that defied common sense. It made her want to be closer and push him away.

The fight ended the moment he picked her up and took her gasp with a demanding kiss. Her arms were trapped between them, hands bunching his shirt in her hands and her legs wrapped around his hips. Within his fierce embrace, she could only move minutely against him. Her body fighting to stroke their desires farther as she gave him all of her mouth to conquer.

His earthy scent mixed with the clean sharp taste of him filling her tongue. Their kisses quickly became harder and she felt as though he commanded her to submit. Groaning into his kiss, her tongue tangled and fought with his. Digging her short nails into his shirt and skin, she matched his passion with her own.

She suddenly bucked in his arms and they fell onto a bed. She landed roughly on her back and he crushed her into the covers. She panted eagerly into his kiss. Their mouths still fused together despite the fall and she demandingly arched her body into him.

Despite their size difference, Zeke felt the intensity almost oozing off the woman in his arms. Her legs wrapped around him as he lifted her up, and he felt her hands tangle in his shirt as his tongue surged forward, crashing past the barrier of her lips to claim her mouth as his own. She gave as good as she got in their fiery embrace, and that only pushed him that much more.

When the woman suddenly bucked in his arms, Zeke felt himself start to fall forward. He panicked briefly, fearing that he wouldn't be able to catch himself in time before he crushed her, his life mate. Before he had time to even try and catch himself though, he felt first her, and then himself land on something soft. His large body crushed hers into the...covers...? She was still panting into their kiss, their mouths somehow still joined in that life-binding kiss, despite the fall. He felt her arch her hips against his raging hardon, felt the need pouring off her body, and as much as he wanted to go slow, the stronger desire was to please her.

Zeke forced his mouth away from hers, pushing himself up to his knees as he looked down at her. A bright light shone on her from the tall floor to ceiling windows, and he knew right away that it was the moon, the full moon. She looked ravaged, even though she still had all of her clothes on, for now at least...

His hands moved quickly to her jacket, practically ripping the fabric as he pulled the zipper down. Once it was completely open in the front he pulled her forward so that he could reach behind her. His strong hands grabbed the center of the top in both hands and pulling. It took but a moment before the fabric came apart in his hands. His large arm span pulled it all the way apart and off of her arms in single-fluid motion. Next was her shirt, a simple tank top. He pushed her to her back once more, his golden eyes literally glowing in the moonlight as he found her clear blue eyes and held them once more. His hands moved to the neckline of her shirt. Just like he'd done with her jacket he got a firm grip with both hands and pulled. That fabric came apart easier than the jacket. His mouth pounced on her exposed neck then, one strong hand moving to her chest, grabbing the thin part of her bra between her small breasts. A single jerk pulled it free as his lips kissed and sucked savagely at the pulse point in her neck. He felt the near-insatiable urge to bite her. He actually smiled inwardly at that. "Soon..." He thought to himself. "Very soon, but not yet..." he offered a parting nip with his teeth before he rose up to his knees between her spread legs.

As much as Zeke was enjoying the view before him, another idea that was just as enjoyable came to his mind. He met and held her gaze once more as his fingers reached the button of her jeans. He popped it easily and pulled the zipper down before finally forcing himself to pull back fully from her. He slid slowly backwards on the bed, taking hold of one of her boots in both hands as his feet touched the ground once more. Using more care now than he'd showed since their relocation, he eased her boot off and tossed it to the side before reaching for the other boot. Once both of them were gone, he reached his arms out and grabbed her by the hips and pulled her forward on the bed, pulling her until she could slide off the bed as well. He easily kicked off his shoes and started to quickly unbutton his jacket, pull it off, and pull his shirt over his head.

She could feel him starting to pull away and she fought to stay within his weighted embrace. The wild possessive energy pooled inside of her, it was achingly familiar, commanding and sure in the way it covered her inside and out. The odd emptiness that echoed of loneliness faded away as she felt herself become complete. This giant of a man with his strong hands, hard body and wild energy made her feel whole. That there was nothing she couldn't do. That everything was possible and she needed him just as surely as he needed her.

He pulled away sharply, she moaned her distress, her hands reaching out to him to come back to her and he proceeded to tear her clothes off with ease. The fire in her leaped higher and her eyes avidly took him in as he made short work of her clothes.

The skies must have been clear for the light of the full moon to shine cleanly into the room. The floor to ceiling windows on the far wall let in the cool, blue-white light and painted everything with into a classic noir film. In his passion, he appeared to be a rugged man, with tousled dark hair and he loomed over her. She pressed into him, when he suddenly returned to her, taking a mouthful of her flesh between his teeth and sucking hard on her pulse. She moaned as her body moved restlessly against him.

She cried out when he bit her before leaving her again. But he didn't leave her so much as move back to remove her boots and jeans. She was left clad in bits of torn clothing and a thin white underwear.

He pulled her to the edge of the bed and her legs hung over the side. She watched closely as he started to take of his clothes. Eager to see what he looked like without. Eagerness turned into flame licked greed and she sat up to help him take off his pants. Her fingers fought to undo the buttons that lined his pants and she could feel his rigid length push towards her flitting touch. A moan of approval left her lips when she finally managed to undo the buttons and push the pants down below his hips.

He was so tall that despite the bed being on raisers, the top of her head only reached his chest as she sat on the bed. Yet that was too far from the thick length of flesh that was revealed.

"You're too big."

She said it without thought. The words barely out of her mouth before her she slid off the bed to kneel on the wooden floor, her hands reaching to take his hardness and following her instinctive need to touch, smell and taste.

Zeke couldn't help but smile when he felt her hands on his pants. He lowered one of his run it through her silky red hair. He held still as her fingers worked at the buttons on his jeans. The first accidental brush of her fingers against his achingly hard cock pulled a low groan from him. He couldn't resist the urge to lean himself into her otherwise fleeting touch, uncaring of the fact that he knew it made her task harder in the process.

The moan that slipped from her lips when she finally undid his jeans and pushed them down to his knees only made him want her more. His fully hard eleven inch cock practically leaped from it's confines. Despite his clear need and desire for her touch, he held still, simply letting his hand stroke through her hair again and again.

Zeke's golden gaze lowered slightly when he heard her speak. His size had been an issue with every other woman he'd been with. He desperately hoped that it would be different with her. Just as that thought ran through his head, he watched her slide off the bed and lower herself to her knees before him. His hand stayed with her hair, even as she moved to her knees. The simple act itself sent a surge through his cock. It seemed to jump towards her of it's own volition, even before he felt her hands close around his two inch thick cock. He found himself torn on what exactly he wanted to do. He definitely wanted to push his cock into her mouth, but in the end, he decided to appeal to his own curiosity remain still, and see what she would do.

Waves of heat emanated from his body. It drew her like a moth but there was no otherly light that brought her fingers to curl over the eager length of flesh. His scent grew stronger, a drop of fluid appeared in the eye and she caught it with the tip of her tongue. Flicking the drop and savoring the unfamiliar taste upon her tongue. It wasn't possible for her to encircle his wide girth with one hand. She barely held half of his hardness using both hands. She blew a narrow, heated path of air at the flushed dark pink head, and slid her soft cheek down the turgid span until her lips kissed skin.

The hectic drive to be filled did not pass. It grew more adamant. Yet, that energy that dove into her and surrounded her commanded. She gave easily to the silent call and happily mouthed his flesh between her lips as her hands slowly stroked the ready staff that she desired.

There was no doubt. She desired this man to take her. To drive into her with all of his strength. She wanted to fall into his golden gaze, pierced by his glorious passion and be marked as his. A brand upon her heart, spirit and body--the how did not matter now. She yearned to complete the bond that she could feel between them.

Her nails raked lightly over him. The musky wild scent of him clung to her skin. She pushed up to kneel on her calves and wet her swollen lips before taking half of his cock into her mouth. She fought to relax, to let her tongue lie flat in her mouth and open her lips as wide as she could.

Zeke let out a low and unbridled groan when his patience was rewarded. As his golden gaze watched her, she leaned forward and flicked her tongue out and caught the single drop of precum off the tip of his engorged cock. The light blow of cool air that she blew across the overheated head sent a shiver down his spine and made his fist clench a little in her hair.

The hand in her hair clenched a little more when he watched her slide her cheek down the full length of his cock before finally pressing her soft lips to his groin. "Fuuuuuuck..." He whispered hoarsely, the light sucks and tender kisses on such a sensitive area elicited a single soft cuss from him. He forced the eyes open that he didn't even know that he'd closed just in time to see her pull back her head and finally take the overheated head of his cock into her mouth. His already large cock looked that much bigger with her small hands around it. Even hand over hand, her two hands combined still barely held half of his engorged length. His golden gaze burned with his lust and desire as he watched her rise up onto her calves and push forward, taking half of his length in one fluid motion. His fist in her hair clenched tighter as he let out a long unbridled moan.

The sublime sight of this beautiful woman on her knees before him, worshiping his cock was too delicious a sight to allow him to remain still. When she pulled back his grip in her hair relaxed, and when she went to push forward his grip tightened once more as he eased his hips forward to meet her. The two worked as one, her hands stroking over his slick and throbbing length as she pulled back and she pulled away and then pushing forward to meet each other, slowly fucking her mouth, despite the light grazing of her teeth.

As much as Zeke was enjoying both the feel of what she was doing, and the sight of watching his cock disappear into her warm, wet, and welcoming mouth, he knew that he had to move on before he enjoyed himself too much. Besides, there was still so much more he wanted to do with and for this beautiful woman, and even where they were now was just the tip of the iceberg.

Zeke pushed his hips towards her woman one last time, letting his hand fist in her hair again. This time though, he let his grip tighten and thrust his throbbing length a little bit farther than they had been doing before, giving her another inch, just enough for both of them to feel the the head of him pushing down her throat before finally pulling back and out of her mouth. He then used his grip on her hair to coax her into rising to her feet. He then pulled back on her head a little, just enough to force her to meet his intense golden gaze. He held it for but a moment before he pulled her forward and claimed her lips in another soul-touching kiss.

"Now it's my turn..." Zeke whispered when he finally forced his lips away from hers. He helped her out of the tattered remains of her clothes before pressing another kiss to her lips, a more tender one this time. His hands moved first to her hips, and then slid slowly up the warm and smooth flesh of her back. As his hands slid up her body his mouth abandoned hers and kissed a slow and tender path down from her mouth to her chin, around to her ear where he lingered for but a moment. He then continued along his path down to the curve of her neck, kissing and sucking slowly before continuing his way down her body once more. His lips feathered over her collarbone and then slowly down her chest. When he reached the gentle expanse of her breast, he kissed his way up the small swell before closing his lips around her distended nipple. He sucked gently at the puckered nub, using his hands on her back to hold her to his gentle attentions. Only when he was satisfied with his treatment of her one nipple did he dare to abandon it and kiss his way slowly across her chest to pay the same homage to her other nipple.

Once both of her nipples had been properly worshiped, Zeke kissed his way to the center of her chest and started his journey down her body once more. He lingered on her navel for but a moment before he finally let his attentions dip lower towards her sex. The scent of her arousal was already strong, and it grew even stronger when he took the fabric of her panties in his hand and gave it a sharp tug, snapping the strings and leaving her completely bare before him.

A small smile crossed Zeke's lips when he decided to suddenly change his mind. He pressed a light kiss just above her clit before he rose quickly to his feet. His hands, which had slid down her form as he'd lowered himself before her rose with him, grabbing her ass in his hands. He lifted her easily and deposited her on the edge of the bed. He then lowered himself to his knees once more, hooked his arms under her thighs and slowly parted the slick lips of her glistening sex. He inhaled deeply, the strong scent of her arousal only ramping up his already intense desire for her. With that smile still on his face, he pressed a tender kiss to each of her inner thighs, just barely avoiding her pussy each time. He then leaned even more forward, enough to let him stick out his tongue. He let her feel the truly tender touch of his tongue at the bottom of her slick slit and then slowly ran his tongue up the full length of it, enjoying every second of it, as well as the sounds of pleasure that his tender ministration pulled from her. He ended his long lick with a light flick of her clit, an action that prompted another enjoyable reaction from her.

Only when that final tease was complete did he finally let loose his control once more. He pounced on her clit, sucking hard at the distended nub while rapidly flicking it with his tongue.

If she could, she would lick him up all day to savor the way he tastes. Each nibble, kiss and swallow was a bit different than the one before. It was almost as if she could taste his feelings from licking his skin. As if she was taking in not just a part of his physical essence but a drop of his spirit as well.

Each sound he made in response to her touch made her more eager, as her nerves sang with volatile passions, the need to please him was ever stronger and she set with will to make him love everything she did.

It was all she could do to make her mouth open as far as it could and swallow nearly half his torrid length. The way he pulsed in her mouth was mesmerizing and she wondered how it would feel for him to lose control. She couldn't help the way her teeth grazed along his sides as he guided her to work her mouth over his large cock. There were moments where she wasn't sure if she had enough air. An odd mixture of gleeful desire, mild panic and surge of tempered reason cycled as she tried to take him in as far as she could. He tasted delectable and mysterious. Yet, her jaw ached as her facial muscles worked to press, caress and suck him as hard as she could. The back of her throat began to throb in counter pace to the path they have created together. His grip tightened and she felt sharp pain in her scalp as pulled her farther onto his staff than she has yet taken and gagged as he pushed himself down her throat. She could feel herself convulsing around the mushroom head and how her reaction caused him to make one of his growls that she loved to hear.

The world tumbled as he pulled her into a drugging kiss that stole away her thoughts and the taste of his cool kiss made her try to climb up his body and wrap herself around him.

"Now it's my turn..." Zeke whispered.

What he said almost didn't register because she was fighting to regain his lips. Her body instinctively moving into the press of his hands on her body, she whimpered her need for his mouth and felt growing frustration with each second without. To have her wish fulfilled, the trail he feathered down her body made her tremble and her belly clutched hard when he took her small rose-brown nipple into his mouth.

"Zeke... Zeke.. Zeke... oh Zeke..." she gasped his name between her whimpering moans. She couldn't stop herself from grinding on his waist. Her body worked itself on him and frustration edged the leaping jumps of heated delirium. There was too much sensations and conflicting desires. She wanted to touch him everywhere. Taste him one bite at a time. She wanted to rub her skin against each part of him. She needed him to fill her with his throbbing erection. She wished him to use his masterful lips and tongue on the whole of her.

Something changed and the ripping of her panties broke the wild gyrations she danced on his waist. A brief touch against her clit made her thrust her hips but the alteration of up and down and sideways took over for the next few moments as she was redistributed onto the bed. She saw a smile grow but soon her sight was filled by the top of his head as he buried his face between her legs. The long slow lick was not enough, it was but a teasing offer. The harsh tightening has been growing stronger ever since he dragged her into the kiss.

Lips.
Sharp bite of teeth.
Flickering strong tongue.
And an open mouth sucking hard upon her.
"ZEKE!" she called out as the tightening clenches became earth shattering eruptions that felt like it was tearing her body apart as she convulsed inside and out. Her voice grew hoarse with wild cries as her orgasm crashed over her and the waves thundered to wreck her on the shores of decadent ecstasy.

As much as Zeke had enjoyed her attentions on his body, particularly his achingly hard erection. That enjoyment paled completely and utterly in comparison to how much he enjoyed her body and the sounds his ministrations created. His lips and tongue worked together in a merciless tandem, assaulting her with a single purpose in mind, her orgasm.

The screaming of his name from her lips, especially the way her voice all but broke in the middle of it was almost perfect. The perfection that he sought came soon enough though. He felt it coming even before he saw it, and even when her powerful orgasm overcame her feeble resistances and he felt the first pulse of her juices on his chin, he wanted more! He abandoned her clit with his mouth, if only so that he could pounce upon her spasming opening. His thumb replaced his tongue on her clit, circling furiously as he drank in every drop that she gave him.

Even when he'd taken every drop of her glorious release, Zeke still wasn't truly satisfied. He lifted his mouth once more to her throbbing clit, uncaring about her sensitivity just then as he closed his mouth around it and picked up where he left off, sucking hard on it and flicking it furiously. He added one more note to his ministrations of her heated sex though. This extra note came in the form of his finger sliding slowly into her. He went slow at first, enjoying how tight she was around just that single digit. He pushed it slowly back and forth, savoring the tight and wet warmth of her pussy. He then added a second finger, combining that with a particularly long and hard suck on her clit.

The final note of his oral ministrations came when he turned his hand palm up and bent those two fingers inside her, switching from simply thrusting to apply direct stimulation to her g-spot. His lips, tongue, and fingers were all working together now, sucking, flicking, and massaging her most sensitive places. He wanted another orgasm out of her, a g-spot orgasm before he finally gave in and did what they both wanted him to do!

The pounding inside of her was louder than everything else. She couldn't hear her husky cries of surrender of how she begged Zeke. She begged him with his name dispersed between needy calls that were wrenched out of her by his merciless manipulations of her flesh.

Over and over, she pulsed, collapsing muscles aching for something that wasn't there, and her blood drumming wildly to keep up with the cascading floods of her orgasm splattering inside her and rushing to flee her in waves of sweet release.

Miracle of her senses returned enough for her to open her eyes and see the vision of Zeke's head moving rapidly between the tight hold of her legs. It could be that he was being birth from her, he was so close. She couldn't help but squeeze in response to his voracious oral ministrations.

Then she felt something enter the place that was keening to be filled and it took it greedily. She felt pushed as another part entered her, thrusting inside, forcing the reluctant swollen mass to give just enough and then a slight change of shape caused her eyes to squeeze shut, her mouth open in a silent call, chest thrust upwards in a graceless arch as her head tipped backwards and her body exploded in a full shudders that sent waves from inside out to the very tips of her hair follicles.

She thrashed upon the bed, uncontrollably jerking into Zeke's mouth, her hands clawed the bed, tearing the cover and harsh gasps only sounded when the strongest of the orgasmic waves have become smaller extensions of passion.

She lay trembling, dripping in the mix of her sweat and woodsy-sweet milky flow. The only sound in the room was her husky gasps, the whirl of the A/C, the odd ting of metal on metal and Zeke's slow kisses on the bursting red intimate flesh.

Zeke couldn't help but lift his golden gaze when he tried to give her the g-spot orgasm. The show was well worth the effort it took to do so though. As he looked on, he watched her head fall backwards as her body arched, pushing her small breasts upwards. Despite the lovely view that was afforded to him though, his attentions on her convulsing sex never ceased, not until her entire form collapsed heavily on the bed. Only then, and only with a lot of effort, because he felt like he could devour her pussy for all eternity, did he finally pull both his mouth and fingers from her.

With the knowledge that she was possibly too spent to move, Zeke rose slowly to his feet between her spread legs. He leaned forward and down slowly, letting his chest brush against her nipples as he leaned in for a light and tender kiss. He didn't go any farther than that tender kiss, even as he eased his hands beneath her. With all the care in the world, he slowly lifted her up, holding her against him as he rose back to his full height once more. He kept that kiss tender still as he forced himself to focus on something else, a difficult feat to be sure. He slowly lifted first one of his knees, and then the other up to the bed. Still holding and kissing her, he walked ever so slowly and carefully on his knees until he could finally lean forward and lay her down with her head resting on a pillow.

Zeke finally forced himself to break from their tender and loving kiss. One of his hands dropped down to cup her cheek while he braced the other beside her head and adjusted his hips just so between her spread legs. The first press of the overheated head of his cock to her warm and moist sex pulled a low growl from him. The rounded head easily found her entrance all on it's own. It cleaved her velvety pussy lips, but only went as far as to get half of it into her before he eased back a little. He then pushed forward again, still holding her gaze. He had to keep a tight reign on his control when he felt the full head of his cock pop into her. His eyes slipped closed for the briefest of seconds, and he took in a deep quaking breath.

When Zeke opened his eyes once more, he eased another inch of his cock into her before easing back to just the head of him. The next thrust came with two inches of his throbbing shaft before easing back to just the head. Time and again he did that, giving her an extra inch of his iron-cored cock with each push forward. With every push he expected to feel her cervix force him to stop, something that he had gotten used to expecting. With each thrust though, he was surprised to find that she could take the extra inch that he gave her while still being hungry for more. He took one final breath when he pulled back after giving her ten of his eleven inches. He'd never gotten this deep into any woman, and yet he still hadn't felt her barrier stopping him. After one last steadying breath, which did little to help the way his large body was quaking, he started that last push, easing into her one final time. He did eventually feel her cervix, but it was only after he sank the full of his eleven inch cock into her small body, and even then it was just the briefest of contact from the very sensitive tip of his cock.

The feeling of finally being able to sink the full of his cock into a woman was beyond description. He held there and leaned down to claim her mouth in a tender kiss once more, wanting to make this moment last forever. "Perrrrrrrrfect..." He growled softly.

A panting gasp parted her lips when his skin dragged against her nipples. She sighed into his tender kiss. A bare shift of her own moving in response. She took him in. The taste of him. She wanted to be covered in his scent. It was divine.

The internal tremors were growing weaker but an odd pulse of continuing release would make her passage and lower abdomen clench reflexively. She couldn't tell if she was trying to keep a hold of it or let it go.

Soft sounds of protest barely left her throat and passed her lips as she felt herself gathered in strong arms. The feel of his strong heat covering her had her eyes fluttering as she tried to open them. It was hard to weave her way out of the sexual fog that has turned her into a molten mess.

Her eyes were open the barest bit and she smiled lovingly into his golden gaze when he cupped her cheek. She saw his eyes become more heated and the passion in them burned her to the core. More aware as the fires flaring in Zeke taunted her own to burn brighter, she drew her legs up until they formed a triangle on either side of Zeke's legs.

Her center throbbed and clutched on air and dewy need flowed freely. It felt hot. The head of his hard erection pushing at her entrance. The heat made her soar but there was pain. The wide size of him pushed past the entrance and tore the delicate tissues. He burned her with his slow thrust and her body bent to his will. He claimed her body and she welcomed his mark. The pulsing pleasure chained with stunning pain.

It took her breath.
It made her cry.

She wanted it but it was hard. He made her body take him in and she did. Gasping, her fingers alive on his shoulders and digging in with the short unadorned nails, she did. Her passage massaged the rounded head to come in further. He pulled back slightly and pushed again.

Their eyes shut together.
Their breathing struggled and shook together.

She mewled as her eyes opened to lock with his golden gaze and he slowly pushed into her a little more. She couldn't help herself. The twin feelings of being split apart and gaining the part of him she has been wishing for as soon as she saw his long, rampant length. She wanted all of him and she wanted him to stay still but the desire to move was far stronger than anything else. She was willingly pinned by his body and shaking to take him in completely. Aching with each slow withdrawal and pulsing around his heated staff as he plunged in deeper with each return stroke.

Panting gasps filled the small gap between them, her nails digging into his hard strength. She could feel beads of blood from her unintentional marks. Her breathing matched his. Their hearts beating the same uncontrolled beats. She tried to draw in a deeper breath but a longing whine passed her lips instead. He was pulled out of her more than he had before. It felt as if he drew all of her out as he withdrew and she fruitlessly pulled on his chest for him to fill her again.

Then he did.

He filled her with a slow, steady glide until his groin was mashed into hers. Zeke gathered her closer, pushing her arms away press their bodies together and kissed her sweetly. She moaned into him. Swallowed him with her tongue and lips. She felt her self began to shudder uncontrollably from the inside as he growled softly, "Perrrrrrrrfect..."

"Zeke Zeke pleasepleaseplease Zeke--" She didn't know for what she begged but she loved the way it felt to hold him completely inside of her and she didn't want the feeling of wholeness to ever leave. Her hips grounded into his heavy weight. The storm gathering fiercely inside of her and tearing from the inside out again. Calling her heartmate's name again and again, she shattered beneath him.

Zeke had easily brushed her arms aside as he claimed her in that kiss, giving him free reign to do as he wished until he let his lips slip down towards her neck to speak his singular elongated word. When her pleading cries came though, his body reacted immediately before he even had time to properly think about what he was about to do. He would not deny her, literally could not deny her! His hands grabbed her wrists and lifted them above her head, crossing both their arms, effectively holding her helpless as he lifted his head to meet her gaze, letting her see the fire that raged inside his golden eyes. He pulled slowly out of her until just the tip of his fully engorged and throbbing length was inside her.

"As...!" He started, giving her a singular words that promised more to follow. His grip on her wrists tightened, and he used that leverage to lunge forward, still giving her but a fraction of his strength and only half of his length before pulling back with just the full of his head inside her.

"You...!" His grip tightened once more, and he repeated his lunge, giving her up to eight inches of his cock in one thrust, as well as intentionally grinding his chest against her rock-hard nipples. He then pulled back one more time, this time all the way to the point of just the tip of his cock keeping her spread for him.

"Wish!" Zeke didn't shout his last word, but punctuated it with a white knuckle grip on her wrists, uncaring just then if he bruised her. He lunged forward again, forcing her to take the full length of his cock in one brutal thrust.

From that last word and the thrust that came with it, Zeke gladly loosed his control, fucking the beautiful woman before him as he hoped she'd pleaded him to, like his life mate! He pounded into her hot, tight, and relenting pussy again and again, giving her the full length of his punishing cock with every thrust. His grip on her wrists was as tight as ever, and he ground his chest against her nipples with every stroke. He wanted her to feel this experience throughout her entire body!

Just as her climax rushed over her, he crossed her arms over her head and held them down. His scent, wild woodland musk, seeped into her pores. His body became her world and the throbbing thrust of him plummeting inside her, the earthly muscled weight pressing down on top of her and his hands branding her were all she knew.

She heard his voice gruffly growling on her lips but the words were washed out by the long moaning screams that sang from her core. She could barely move against him. Show him how much she loved the driving, volatile force of him.

She felt it the moment he let loose. The second he let go of his tender control and burned her alive with his unbridled passion. Electric shudders ran violently inside her, overwhelming her senses, she screamed his name and bore her teeth down hard on his neck until she drew blood.

Each of his immense, uncontrolled thrusts shoved their bodies into the bed and caused it to thunder against the wall. The metal frame squealing in protest and groaning as parts warped. Wild tremors rocked her body so hard that she bucked fiercely against Zeke. Her petite frame belied the strength of her sleek form.

She drank him in. Taking everything he offered and more. She celebrated his claim on her heart, soul and body. She gave him everything.

She soared.

In the extreme heat of the moment, it was hard for Zeke to not wish that there was a neighbor on the other side of the wall that the bed slammed so hard against with every one of his powerful thrusts. He wanted everybody within earshot to hear the her screams as he drove his large cock into her small body again and again.

The feel of his mate's teeth setting into his neck only served to push him to fuck her harder and faster. Even his great strength and stamina had limits though, and despite the full moon shining through the window directly on him, giving him an extra boost, his body built quickly. He almost lost himself completely in this utterly indescribably experience...almost. His mate bucking against him as she came off on his cock once again actually pulled him back from that edge. His golden gaze shone with a clarity as he fucked her through that final orgasm. As loathed as he was to do so though, he gripped her wrists with a strength and tightness that almost threatened to crush them in his large hands. It was necessary though, because of the battle that raged within him. Every instinct in his body told him to continue... His body desperately wanted to fuck it's hard-earned cum into her painfully tight cunt, but his brain wanted more!

In the end, it was his mate's powerful orgasm subsiding that lent him the last bit of strength he needed. He tore his hands from hers, grabbed her shoulders and rolled them over, putting her on top of him, clutched close to his body. He could still feel her body spasming with aftershocks from her latest orgasm, and those spasms kept his cock hard within her for a time.

"Wh...what day is it m-my love..." He asked at last, stuttering as he spoke words that he'd never spoken before, never thought he would ever speak. He held his beloved mate as she recovered from the powerful experience he'd put her through, holding her close and pressing his cheek against her shining red hair. His eyes lifted to the full moon, and a small smile crossed his lips. He'd managed to hold that all-powerful force back, for at least a while, and he intended to take full advantage of the time. He knew that the war was unwinnable, but he took solace in his small victory and simply held her, smiling again as he felt his mighty cock soften within the warm and moist embrace of his mate's body.

The all enveloping capsule of nerve tangling sensuality that he had drawn around her changed when Zeke flipped them over to lay beneath her. Somehow he managed to move them as one and she could feel his length push deeper inside her. She moaned into his chest.

The cooling touch of the A/C soothed her heated skin. It made a delightful contrast against the furnace hot waves of heat that they had blazed in their unbridled passion. Her knees locked around his hips, she snuggled into the firm strength of Zeke's body and blindly sought out the hard pebble of his nipple to suck on. Her head rested against his chest, her fiery locks free to drape down her sweat glistening back and one arm looped around beneath his head to hold him close.

When he spoke, whispered, stuttered his question, her whole body moved as he moved and she couldn't help but squeeze her passage on the languid, throbbing length inside her. She didn't know it was possible to be thrown into such wild abandon. To feel so quickly, so fast. To be able to crash like a meteor and explode into a tiny billion pieces and yet be instantly ready for more.

Nuzzling his chest, she answered, "November 20th. Zeke, I burn inside. I-I can't stop."

Panting little moans, husky with need sang from her as her body danced in subtle motions on top of him.

The tight hold that she had on his hips with her knees helped stoke the fire within Zeke once more, especially when that hold was combined with the unexpected sensation of her lips closing around and sucking at his nipple. His cock, which had barely flagged down to half mast stirred to life once more. Before long at all, he was fully hard within her once more.

Though he had asked a question of her, the answer that came was quickly relegated to the back of Zeke's mind. The rhythmic clenching and spasming of her pussy around his cock, combined with the sensual dance of her hips on top of him had him had him more than just a little bit distracted. His hands slid down her sweat-slick back to her hips. He gave them a single squeeze that he paired with a lunging thrust of his hips and cock up into her. He followed that single thrust with a firm grip on her hips, holding her in place so he just plow his cock into her again and again.

As much as Zeke was enjoying both what he was doing right now, and what the pair of them had already done, he couldn't help but smile at what he planned next. He drove his cock into her one final time. He then used his grip on her hips to roll the two of them one last time, putting her on her back before him once more.

"Roll over.." Zeke said, a low growl in the back of his throat following his words.

"Now!"

In a single fluid motion, he pulled his large cock from her and took joy in the cry of dismay his action pulled from her. He slid backwards on his knees, his golden gaze staring intently at her as she slowly but obediently did as he commanded her to. When she was finally where she belonged, on her hands and knees before her he roughly pushed her legs apart with his knees, planted one hard knee against her inner thigh, keeping her spread for him, grabbed both of her hips in his hands, and drove his achingly hard cock back into the welcoming depths of her molten hot sex. He took true delight in the cry that came from her at his single, full, and merciless thrust, and gave her no respite. His strong hands held her hips in place, leaving her utterly helpless before him. He forced himself to remain still, buried to the hilt in his mate as his body started to change. His skin tingled as course black fur covered his entire body. Every bone creaked, and every muscle rippled as his body expanded. His legs and arms grew longer, and his nails grew slowly until they were savage looking claws. His torso grew taller as the two extra ribs formed. His jaw creaked and cracked as it expanded, making room for his expanded jaws and wickedly sharp canine teeth. When at last the transformation was complete, he stood a full 8 feet tall. His cock swelled within her as well, gaining an extra two inches in length and an extra inch in width. He gave her absolutely no respite though, even as his cock grew to the point that he was no longer buried fully within her.

Zeke simply let out a long and triumphant howl as the last of his control was loosed. His strong hands held her hips in place, his claws digging into her soft flesh as he pulled almost all the way out of her just to reverse his motion and drive his cock into her again. He felt himself hit her cervix hard, but didn't stop or even slow. He just started to plow the fuck out of her spasming pussy, this time at his own relentless pace.

She loved the way his hands covered all of her hips and part of her bare ass. She grunted with each heavy thrust of his hips into her eager, hot passage that greedily grasped his pounding length. Each thrust caused her body to drag her aching chest up and down his hard torso. Their sweat slick skin made it easy for her to slide a jagged path along his body.

From somewhere, her over sensitized body found the strength to try to meet the crashing waves of desire that wrapped them together in another wild spree towards completion.

She cried out when he made the world turn around her again. Moaning as she felt him sink so far inside her with as he turned them over to be on top. Her chest heaved with exertion and she had to work to make her eyes open. It took her a moment to comprehend his command.

"Roll over.." Zeke said, a low growl in the back of his throat following his words.

"Now!"

Whimpering, she pushed against his chest for room and turned onto her stomach. She managed to get on her hands and knees for just a moment. Just long enough for Zeke to mark his entry and plow into her with one massive lunge.

A cry of pain and fulfillment filled the room as she called out and the bed frame thwacked against the wall from the force of his movement. Her head and shoulders crashed into the damp sheets of the rumpled bedding. Her body bowed in supplication as Zeke changed while buried deep inside her. Her fingers ripped into the sheets and rented the cotton cloth as she felt herself being stretched wide. It felt as though her very hips were being pushed apart. Each throb of him inside her caused her to moan and she fruitlessly pushed back on him to gain more of the massive staff inside of her.

His claws sank into her soft flesh and the scent of her intoxicating blood mixed into the heavy musk of sexual release that she had gushed over them. Their groins and thighs sticky with the thick white fluids of her multiple orgasmic releases.

Zeke battered himself into her warm sex over and over again. She wailed endlessly as she was consumed by their passion and exploded from his manic thrusts in release over and over again. One on top of the next, each crest cinching her whole body hard in a savage clutch of shattering need and floods of her pleasure soaked them both.

His howls mixed her with her wailing out his name:

Zeke!