When Reapers Fall (Closed for Kaena)

Adriana smiled at the feel of his cock hardening beneath her exploring hand. It was only a matter of time before she would have him right where she wanted him. She couldn't deny that she was extremely aroused by him, his hot breath against her skin sending shivers down her spine, which were amplified when he brushed his thumb over her very erct nipple. There was no way she could hide how he was making her feel and by the smirk on his lips he was very aware of it.

She felt his body tense beneath her touch as her lips trailed along his chest, but, it was her bite that seemed to send him into a frenzy of sexual energy. She gasped when he pulled her head back and lean into to kiss her with an almost carnal passion. It was all a whirlwind from that point on, from the kiss, him tearing away the sheet to expose her nude body to his glance of appreciation as he finally broke away. She barely had a moment to take a breath before he kissed her again and then trailed his lips down her neck, dragging an almost tortured moan from her lips. When he finally returned her bite, she arched towards him, her body feeling as if every nerve was on fire.

It was when he finally spun her around and lay her on the bed that was able to finally gather her senses. She watched as he threw his shift to his side and sat up as his hands went to his belt. She looked up at him, a devious look in her eyes as she pushed his hands away from his belt and undid it before sliding it from the loops. He had his moment of control, but, she was not one to submit easily to a man, even one as sexy as him. A trait of hers that he would learn soon enough.

Unzipping his pants she slid her hand inside, stroking his now stiff rod. She could see the desire in his eyes and knew he most likely wouldn't allow her to tease him too long before he tried to take back control of the situation. Raising up to her knees on the bed, she leaned in close and kissed along his neck, nibbling softly in the same spot he had bit her earlier.

"It's not going to be that easy," she said sensuously as her hand continued to tease him. Pulling him down onto the bed, she kissed him before rolling so that he was beneath her. Her many years of martial arts training made it easy for her to take down any man, even one with supernatural powers. She slid down his legs and grabbed the waist of his pants, pulling them down to his knees along with his underwear. Grinning she lowered her head and ran her tongue along his thigh, her hair brushing against his hard member before she moved to straddle his waist, her pussy pressing against his cock, trapping it between them.

Grabbing his hands she placed them above his head and held them there as she leaned in and kissed him again, her hips thrusting her wet pussy against him in a tease of their own. The pendant hung loose between them, its stone shining with supernatural light.
 
He hadn’t even touched his belt before he watched her sit up, the slight sting as she swatted his hands had him narrowing his eyes with hunger and he growled again, watching as she tore his belt off nearly as desperate as he was, watching as she quickly undid his pants and he felt her cool hand against his thigh before he inhaled sharply, a powerful shudder wracking his body as he wrapped her cool fingers around him, letting his pants fall around his feet, the position of her there, images of her wrapping her plush lips around him had him throbbing in her hand, it had been too many centuries since he’d felt fire like this for a women, let alone a human women. He was impressed as she got to her knees and never broke her hold on his throbbing erection, his hands slicking into her hair as she assaulted his neck, and he groaned, deep and long as her lips teased him “Fuuccckkkk, “ he moaned out, jerking as she bit him, and pulled back, his tongue dipping out to lick his lips as she gave him a sultry look "It's not going to be that easy," her hand pumping him expertly using his cock to pull him down on top of her, exactly where he wanted to be at the moment, and he grinned in satisfaction. “hmmmm, you definitely seem to have a “handle” on the male body” delivered in a guttural rumble, the double entendre as obvious as a brick to the face.

He’d dipped his head down to kiss her again when she caught him by surprise and rolled him, no small feat given the circumstances but given her many black belts, she would know how to handle him, and he stared up at her, an eyebrow arched in mock amusement “Ju Jitsu? Really?” he quipped, his smile genuine and he laughed happily, Bucking beneath her as she straddled him, feelin the heat of her body against his skin after she divested him of pants. “my my, someones hungry “ his body clentched and his thighs thightened as her teasing mouth traced along his inner thigh, again firing images of her head bobbing on his cock, he reached to run his hands through her hair but she quickly rose and slapped his hands away, and he allowed her to pin them above his head as her hips rolled, teasing him, and his head fell back “dammmn your wet, “ he moaned, “I knew you liked me” he taunted, giving her a powerful upthrust of his hips, returning her tease with one of his own as his shaft slid through her drenched folds

Their lips meeting in a passionate kiss that was a battle itself, tongues dueling, each trying to best each other, as she tried to break the kiss he bit her bottom lip and tugged on it, his eyes gleaming, with pure male satisfaction he tucked his hands underneath his head, “god what I wouldn’t give for a camera, you are stunning like this” he said, truly enchanted by the lust and the fire in her eyes, as she rose up to sit astride him, his gaze went to her breasts, “Ride me sexy, “ he moaned as she gave a particularly enticing twist to her hips that made him jerk
 
She couldn't help but moan wantonly as she felt his cock slide teasingly along her pussy. Her body wanted him and it took all her control not to just slide down onto his cock and ride him until they both came. Instead she continued her sensual tease of his body as she returned his passionate kiss, groaning as he bit her lip and pulled it between his teeth. She pulled back from him and gave him a lustful glare as she shifted to sit astride him. Looking down at him she could see the desire and need in his eyes, following his line of site to where his eyes feasted hungrily on her bare breasts.

“Ride me sexy, “ She growled at his semi order and shook her head at him. Leaning down she ran her tongue along his ear before pulling the lobe between her teeth. She tugged gently before releasing his ear.

"You will learn it is not wise to tell me what to do," she whispered softly, her breath hot against his skin. She moved her hips slowly in a continuous tease as she slowly trailed her lips down the side of his neck. Shifting her hips she reached between them and grabbed his cock, guiding it to the opened of her eager pussy. She moaned softly as she slid down on his cock and it pressed deep inside her. Tightening her knees on his hips she held him still so he could not thrust up into her as she resumed kissing and nibbling along his neck. She was acutely aware of his cock pulsing inside her, but, she kept her hips still, using her lack of motion as another form or teasing, curious to see how he would react.
 
Time lost all meaning to them as they teased each other, their breathing both growing heavy with the building tension, and lust, his hands were flexing under his head, and he was itching badly to grab her, roll her and fuck her until she screamed, and he didn’t care if the neighbors heard it or not, this women was hotter then the fires of hell, and having visited he knew damn well how hot they were. He finally pulled his hands out from beneath his head and teased his fingers along her hips as she once more leaned down to kiss him, once more their tongues dueled and danced before she broke the kiss and whispered "You will learn it is not wise to tell me what to do," his chest rumbed, as he laughed low, raking his nails up her thighs and over the curve of her ass, feeling her bow and arch as he traced her spine, feeling her shift her hips and FINALLY give them both what they needed he let go a guttural groan “fuuccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” he let his head fall back, his gaze locked on her as she draped herself over him, , and he felt her clamp her thighs tight, trying to keep him from moving. That only added to his amusement.

Amusement which quickly died as she AGAIN assaulted his neck and the sheer pleasure of it bowed his back as he gasped “nnnnnggghhhhhh no you don’t” he panted, grabbing her he rolled her effortlessly, hearing her gasp of indignation and the flash of irritation that quickly faded into pleasure as he slammed his hips into her hilting himself , gripping her wrists much as she had done to him and pinned them above her head “It might not be wise, “ he moaned, withdrawing then driving her into the mattress with another strong thrust, every muscle in his back rippling like a wave “But its most wonderfully fun” he’d pegged her right, she had a dominant streak in her wider then Texas and Alaska combined, well, if she thought she’d be able to roll right over him just because her slick, wet cunt was hotter then the 9th circle of hell, she had another thing coming, he was no one’s submissive anything. But there was nothing between them in this moment. This was attraction in its more animalistic form, desire, lust, his body rolled again from ass to shoulders as he gave her all of him, his pace might have been slow, but he could have been a dancer for the sheer grace of the movement as he sank deep again, god, if he could die, this is the way he’d want to go. “god Adriana” his voice roughened, rocky, vibrating like 10 miles of rough road across her skin.
 
She could see the amusement in his eyes as she tightened her knees on his hips. She knew the control she had over him was fleeting, but, she enjoyed it for the time being. When he reversed their position once again, she felt a slight tinge of anger but it was quickly erased at the pleasure of his cock sinking to the hilt inside her pussy. She growled when he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, the irritation in her eyes a contrast to the deep strangled moan that escaped her lips as he thrust savagely into her.

Wrapping her legs around him, she pulled him into her as she arched up to meet each thrust. Her body rode through the waves of pleasure as he continued to fuck her at a slow, but deliberate pace. Her hips thrived beneath him, her breath coming in gasps as she gave herself to the pleasure. Pulling her hands easily from his grip, she placed her hands on his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she pulled him down to her. Her eager lips found his again and she kissed him deeply, her tongue battling with his as they both soared towards their inevitable climax.
 
His grin never faultered as she growled at him. Felt her squirm but soon they both were lost to the pleasure. His panting steadily grew heavier as they moved together, his hips pumped with a steadily but increasing rhythm, spurred on her gasps, and the feel of her body writhing beneath him, her legs locking around him as she dug her heels into the backs of his thighs, drawing him ever closer. He let her pull her hands free and shifted slightly, as she curled her arms over his shoulders, he slipped his hands beneath her back, holding her against him, her nails causing him to arch and gasp before she swallowed his moan with a desperate kiss. Every time he pulled back her body clamped down on him like a vice, sucking him back in greedily, throwing his head back he cried out, cursed, slamming into her with a hard thrust his body shook violently as he came hard, spilling into her, his cock pusling in time to his rapid heart beat that it felt like he’d swelled inside her even more. It was several minutes before his body and muscles finally unlocked enough that he collapsed to the bed beside her, chest heaving, drenched in a sheen of sweat, pulling her onto his chest as he relearned what Air was. “Fucking………………………shit……………….” He moaned, idly, caressing his hand along her back “youre………….incredible…..” he kissed her forehead softly
 
She felt like she wasn't in control of her body anymore. Her hips moved in rhythm with each thrust, her moans matching his in intensity. She barely acknowledged his gasp as her nails dug into his shoulders, her body and mind completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. She could feel the much anticipated pressure building between her legs. His cock filled her beyond anything she had felt before, driving into depths that made her body sing in response. When he finally cried out as he came, she couldn't hold herself back. As he slammed deep inside her, she came harder than she every had before, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as his speed spilled inside her. She held onto him with desperation as she rode through the waves of her orgasm and then finally fell back onto the bed, satiated.

She lay beneath him for a few minutes while they both gathered their senses and didnt resist when he pulled her on top of him while he caught his breath. She lay her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat start to slow, her own heart still beating rapidly. She felt a pleasant tingle between her legs where his cock had been just moments before. She smiled as he spoke, shivering as he ran his hand down her bare back.

"You are not too bad yourself," she replied, laughing softly before sliding off him to lie beside him on the bed. She blushed softly at thought of their carnal coupling. Had she really just done that. She didn't even know him. How had she let herself get this far, this fast. Shrugging at her own thoughts, she turned towards him, trailing her fingers lightly along his bare stomach and then along his inner thigh. She was acutely aware of the pendant pressed between them but chose to ignore it. Even though he was worn out, she doubted she would be able to get the pendant around his neck without a fight and she didnt want to one, spoil the mood and two, risk a chance of breaking the pendant in the process.

Looking up at him, her eyes trailed down to his lips, the memory of them pressed so roughly to hers making her blush again. She shifted her position so she could lean in and kiss him softly again before trailing kisses down the side of his neck.

"So where do we go from here," she asked, curious if this was just a one time thing or if it would lead to more. There was still the fact of what he was and the case she was working on. It dawned on her that he probably knew who the Ritual killer was. But, would he freely give her this information?
 
They laid like that for a bit, both willing their bodies to relax, feeling her shift in his arms then curl into him, it felt weird, yet, right, he’d never dated humans, too complicated, one night stands, succubi, fallen angels, demons, he’d stuck to spending time with other supernaturals, where he didn’t have to hide. But this women had figured him out, and now here they were, in bed, naked, and he wasn’t feeling even the slightest drive to want to get dressed, say thanks for the fuck and leave, he’d been given a week to figure her out, or to cover his ass, and for the minute at least, he would take what she would freely offer, Roused from his thoughts "You are not too bad yourself," he found that he rather enjoyed the sound of her laughter, It was light, and sultry, and he didn’t miss the blush that crept up her face, giving her that delicious, rumpled, I just got fucked 6 ways from Sunday and want seconds flush to her skin. His skin running with goosebumps as she stroked his stomach, and made his hips clentch when she teased his inner thighs, causing his cock to twitch once more. He stared at her, watching as she looked at his lips. He Cradled her head in his hand as she leaned up and kissed him, evoking enough soft groan from him which she eagerly swallowed, “goddd, what is it with you and my neck” he shuddered beneath her, inhaling sharply as he quickly thickened and hardened again for her

"So where do we go from here," she asked, her voice husky, her eyes half lidded with languid desire and contentment, he glanced to the clock on her bedside and it was nearly 7am, it hadn’t seemed like it had been 3 hours, but when your lost in lust, time moves in weird ways, stretching he popped a few muscles in his neck and shoulders and rose, shifting so that he lay half atop her, his arms braced on either side of her head “well, the sun is up, and I was uhh………given the week off…….to figure some things out………” he trailed his eyes down her body, lowering his head to her breasts, he brushed soft kisses over them, stopping to lightly tongue her left nipple, settling himself on her more comfortably as he suckledd at her, his eyes trailing up to her face, gleaming once more with hot lust “you don’t have to be anywhere today,………… do you?” he said, although he wasn’t really expecting an answer as he began kissing down her body, inhaling the scent of her skin, god the women even smelled heavenly, he wrapped his arms around her thighs, opening her to him, his eyes again seeming to glow with unnatural light as he bit the inside of her left thigh, then lathed with with his tongue “im curious………what it would take………….to make you pass out………” there was a wicked intent in his eyes as his tongue swirled around the hard bud of her clit, he felt her shift and squirm but he held her where he wanted her as he explored.
 
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It would be a lie if she said she didn't like lying so close to him. She could feel the heat from his body against her skin as she kissed him and explored his body with her hands and lips. She loved the effect she had on him with a simple trail of her lips along his neck and a slight brush of her hand on his thigh. She smiled to herself at the thought of how much she could make him beg if she was given the chance.

She was so wrapped in the her thoughts and the after effects of their lovemaking that she didn't have time to react when he moved to above her once again. She looked up at him, her steamy gaze meeting his with an almost equal amount of desire as before.

“well, the sun is up, and I was uhh………given the week off…….to figure some things out………” She frowned at his words, but didn't have time to question them before she felt his lips brushing lightly over her breasts. She arched slightly towards him, a soft moan escaping her lips which deepened as his tongue slid over her nipple. Once again she felt losing herself to her arousal. How did he keep doing that to her. She was usually alot more level headed.

She raised herself up onto her elbows and watched him lustfully as he kissed his way down her body. When he reached the aperture between her legs, his eyes were full with an almost animalistic hunger as he looked up at her once again. She jumped when he bit her thigh, her cry of surprise replaced by another moan as his tongue dragged along her skin.

“im curious………what it would take………….to make you pass out………” She found his words amusing. She smiled at him, and reached down to run her fingers through his hair.

"You really think highly of yourself don...."she wasn't even able to finish her sentence, her breath catching in her throat at the feel of his tongue on her clit. She once again arched wildly off the bed, her fingers tightening in his hair, holding his head in place as he explored her. Her body squirmed beneath him as he pushed her to a new level of arousal. She felt like she was going to burst. As much as she didn't like his level of control over her body, she couldn't help but want more.
 
Their eyes met and his grin turned nearly wolfish as he watched the annoyance and passion war within her. Yup, he pegged her dead on, she was used to leading around the males in her life, so it gave him quite the ego stroke when she merely ran her hands into his hair as he teased her, "You really think highly of yourself don.... he chuckled as he drilled his tongue deep into her body, watching her back arch as she squirmed beneath him. “what was that?” he taunted, again he swirled his tongue around her clit pressing his face against her he drew on her body on a long torturous lick, wrapping his lips around the hard bud and sucking on it, releasing the hold on her thighs so that he could plunge two fingers into her heated core, curling them so he could stroke every inch of her body, finding that hidden spot he stroked it with the lightest of touches and he moaned, letting the vibrations sink into her body. He wanted to hear her scream for him
 
She didn't know how to managed to even gain her sense enough to, but she growled softly at his taunting. If he wasn't performing an almost magic betweem his legs, she would have pushed him away and gave him a peace of her mind. There was no doubt about it, he was used to getting away with his cocky attitude, but if whatever this was continued between them, she would enjoy wiping that cocky smile off his face. She didn't have time to dwell on this thought too long though because as soon as he wrapped his lips around her pulsing clit she arched wildly on the bed, her body once more taken over from her common sense.

When he released her thighs, she thought he was going to leave her on such a high without any release. She found the error of that frame of mind when his fingers slid deep into her tight pussy and stroked her g spot. The combination of his fingers inside her and his the vibrations of his moan on her clit kicked her into overdrive. She moaned loudly, her hips moving in sync with his exploring hand. She didn't know if it was because she had just came off of an orgasmic high, or his skill but it didn't take her long to reach the point of no return. Pressing his mouth against her wet sex, she screamed loudly as she came, her body thriving beneath him as she rode through wave after wave of her orgasm. She held him there until it was over and then pushed his mouth away, looking down at him still between her legs. She smiled, her face flush and her breath still ragged as she tried to calm the tremours that still wracked her body.

"You are very skilled with your tongue," she teased, shifting to pull away from him and position herself so she could lean down and kiss him softly. She could taste herself on his lips and it sent another shiver through her body. "I may keep you around if you keep that up."

Smiling deviously, she pushed him so that he fell onto his back on the bed. Her gaze was full of hunger and something else as she took a long look up and down his nude body. Her eyes fell on his cock which was still hard and ready. Licking her lips her gaze met his and she smirked. He had no idea what was coming to him.

Running her hand up his thigh, she once again returned to her favourite spot on his neck and ran her tongue along the skin. She had seen how it had effected him earlier and if there was anything about her, she knew how to play on a man's weaknesses. Taking his pulsing member in her hand, she stroked it between her fingers, alternating between slow and fast before moving to kiss slowly down his chest and take his nipple into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his nipple before moving to kiss lower down on his stomach, shifting so that she was situation now between his legs.

"My turn, " she said, lowering her head to run her tongue along his inner thigh and then up the side of his cock. Flashing him another man eating grin, she ran her tongue slowly around the head of his cock before taking just the tip into her mouth and continuing to tease him with her tongue. Mimicking his own actions, she hummed as she bobbed her mouth up and down on his head before sinking lower onto his cock, taking most of the length into her mouth.
 
Gods of hell, she was fucking spectacular when she came hard, he felt her tense before he’d plunged his fingers deep then watched in utter fascination as she blew apart like a bomb, felt her hand in his hair, keeping him against her as she writhed and trembled, her whole body flushed and heaving and he chuckled with pure unadulterated arrogance as she twisted and bucked, gripping his hair he hissed with just a hint of pain as she forced him away, simultaneous sitting up to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips and fuck if that wasn’t a turn on either. He’d never met a human with as much passion as she had, responsive and gave as good as she got, no, She was special……..and if he hadn’t been as drunk on the high her pheromones produced he may have worried about that line of thought and how she could affect him so much in such a little amount of time. "You are very skilled with your tongue," she said between short, sweet kisses, and he just gave her a cocky raised brow, the corner of his lip kicked up into a grin "I may keep you around if you keep that up." he laughed, husky, dark, his quivering with it “maybe ill let you………my little firecracker……” he teased back, giving a short yip of surprised as she lunged at him, knocking him onto his back which only increased his laughter, Hells bells she could be a succubus for the amount of stamina and sheer lust she possessed, and invoked in him.

"My turn, " his laughter died and he twitched beneath her hand as she set to exploring, her touch branding his skin with fire as her eyes took in the sight of him there, nude and extremely thick, his shaft pulsing in time to his heartbeat, hist highs quivered as she traced the line of muscle up between his thighs, his head falling back as her lips assaulted his neck and he half cursed, half moaned “Fucking, evilllllllll gaaahhhhhhhhhhh” he moaned as a spasm rocked his body, his neck had always been sensitive, but this was sheer pleasurable agony and he bucked under her touch as she stroked him for just the briefest moment. Struggling to force his eyes to open he watched her trail down his body, his eyes glowing a deep blue as she stoked the supernatural fires within him. 850 years he’d never had anything or anyone work him into such a frenzy, he’d almost swear there was something supernatural about her as well. And if he could think straight, he’d make a note to look back farther into her family history, because………………..because…………………….”ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh sooonnnnnnnnn of a bitcccchhhhhhhhhhhhh” he hissed as every muscle stiffened and he gasped hard, fisting his hands into the blankets as her tongue swirled around his hypersensitive head, “Fuck……….fuck nooo……….ahhhh shitttt…………” apparently his brain shut down because he couldn’t words as his hips flexed hard as he felt the warmth of her mouth surround him, and for a moment, for just the briefest moment, his eyes crossed “Anaaa…….” He moaned, What was her name?
 
Evil? That wasn't something she had been called before. I guess she did have some evil in her, in the way that she loved to torment the men the warmed her bed. Yet, she had only just begun. He had yet to see her truly evil side. She smirked at that, shivering at the the gasps and moans she was dragging from him. She could feel his body trembling beneath just the touch of her hand. It made her elated to have such an effect on his body.

She was in tune with every sound that fell from his lips. She quickly learned what worked and what didn't to keep him squirming beneath her. Her hot mouth explored his cock, sliding down to the base and retreating slowly, her tongue swirling and teasing as she went. Sliding a hand between his legs, she cupped his balls and rolled them gently in the palm of her hand as she continued to suck and tease his cock. Her other hand moved with the motion of her mouth, up and down the hard shaft, easing only when she felt he was getting to much it and starting back up again as she felt the trembles beneath her start to ease. She expertly pin balled him between highs and lows, playing his body like a fine tuned piano.

“Anaaa…….” She raised an eyebrow at this and smirked. Was he so far gone that he couldn't even speak anymore. If so, he wasn't going to like what happened next. Pulling her mouth off his cock, she moved back to sit on her heals, her blue eyes sparkling as she continued to stroke his cock, her gaze meeting his.

"Do you want me to continue?" she teased, her tongue teasingly sliding between her lips. Did he really think she would have forgotten their brief struggle for control. She had conceded to him earlier, knowing she could easily win the battle if she really tried. He had ignored her half assed warnings and now she had him right where she wanted him. She was taking a chance, but, she figured he was an honourable enough of a man to not try and take what he wanted from her by force. She smiled at him, wondering if he really knew what she wanted from him, though she didn't outright say it.
 
He was half mad after only the first few minutes , her mouth rode him like a champion rider, but no matter how much he arched and squirmed beneath her, she stayed with him, kept him on that knifes edge. She was relentless as she played his body like a fine tuned fiddle. And all he could do at this point was moan and suffer the sweetest agony. He’d been with some very powerful succubus that couldn’t instill the level of need and raging lust that shut down every part of his brain that her touch seemed to do. He’d weaved a hand into her hair, feeling her tongue lap, and swirl, and dance along every sensitive vein, she’d found every sensitive spot a man could have, he had been so close, and she’d backed off. He knew she’d tease him, pay back for what he’d done to her, but after the 5th time he half snarled half moaned and he realized she wasn’t going to let him cum that easily, his eyes blinking a few times to focus he stared down his body at her, narrowing, and she just grinned at him, that cocky “I have you now” look pissed him off, and made him want to throw her down face first and ride her till they both couldn’t walk.

"Do you want me to continue?" his eyes narrowed every further, his breathing ragged, but as she eased off the brutual pace of her ministrations and he gained a modicum of sanity he licked his dry lips, chest heaving “I didn’t tease you female, “ he moaned, her thumb circling his cockhead making him twitch hard, pushing his hips down into the bed to try and get away from that painful tease, god he was a live wire, every touch was both pleasure and pain, “Yes I want you to swallow me whole and suck me dry for fucks sakes, “ he said, jerking again as she squeezed him and again ran her thumb over his head, causing him to curse and twitch again, his head falling back “you know if wanted to, I could take you, and you’d scream my name in the end” he only half heartedly threatened, something told him, she knew he’d never take what she didn’t freely give……….although with what she was doing to him, an argument could be made…………………”and I bet you keep black leather and whip in the back of your closet” he moaned “Fuck let me cum”
 
She could tell she was pissing him off and it sent a thrill through her. She didn't know why but having him squirming so deliciously at her fingertips gave her a sense of empowerment she never felt before. It was as if something primal was awakening inside her and its fire burned deep, pushing her onward. His moans and strangled words only added fuel to the fire.

“I didn’t tease you female, “ She smirked again at this and idly trailed her fingertips over the head of his cock. It was true he didn't tease her, but it was his fault that this carnal feeling had awakened inside her. She shook her head as he spoke of what he wanted, rolling her eyes at his admonition that he could fuck her until she screamed if he really wanted to. She couldn't help but smile at his comment about her closet. He was hitting a little too close to home on that one. Perhaps he had gone snooping into a little more than her underwear drawer.

"Wouldn't you like to know," she replied, leaning down to run her tongue along the side of his cock. "Though I can't say I would be adverse to having you tied down and at my mercy." She laughed again, continuing her slow tease.

“Fuck let me cum” She shook her head at this, tsking softly. "I have already warned you about telling me what to do," she purred, her tongue once again returning to lap around the head of his cock and down the side. She wasn't going to let him come that easily. She wanted to hear the desperation in his voice, have him begging her for mercy, whether she chose to provide it or not would be entirely another thing.

Looking up at him with another devious grin, she lowered her mouth over his cock, resuming the motions from earlier. She was now in tune with his body and knew when to ease up and when to start again. Each time she brought him just a little bit closer to the edge and just as she felt his balls start to seize and his cock swell a little she would pull off and wait for him to calm down again. The smoldering anger and desire in his eyes did nothing to defer her, only urge her onward.
 
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"Wouldn't you like to know," yep, that confirmed it, he started to reach for her, and for just the briefest of moments his fingers appeared to be claws, but when she looked again his hand was normal, his eyes were feral, his breathing was hard as she continued to push him to the edge, he realized it was a battle of wills as she stared at him, that damn fucking smirk on her lips told him she knew she has him by the balls, literally, and figuratively. He could over power her, he could grab her hair, force her mouth on him and fuck her till he exploded down her throat, but he just couldn’t bring himself to want to cause her that kind of pain, and it would be pain, he wouldn’t be able to hold back and his supernatural strength would be too much for her, so he tore his fingers into her bedding, gripping the sheets tight he heard the slightest of ripping sounds as he threw his head back and moand hard, She’d taken him back into her mouth for agonizingly pleasurable second before she pulled back "Though I can't say I would be adverse to having you tied down and at my mercy." Fuck if that didn’t spark some very dirty images and ideas in his already over lust addled brain.

Then she again took him deep, and this time she didn’t stop, she had him pegged now, knew just what buttons to push, fucking sadist, the women was a fucking sadist, there’d be hell to pay…………if he could ever be able to see straight again in his life……….. "I have already warned you about telling me what to do," he would’ve rolled his eyes if they weren’t already closed, it was too much,this was too much, the pleasure was quickly fading to sheer pain as she joyfully continued to torture him, why couldn’t he just grab the fucking bitch and make her finish him……”Fuck………….Fuck you…………..Please god……………fucking let me cum……..” his voice was a hard desperate plea as he shook from the pent up frustration “Please……..”
 
She could tell she was pushing him to his limits and beyond, but, at this point she didn't care. Something inside her urged her onward, teasing and stroking him as he squirmed desperately beneath her touch and exploring mouth. His moans made her purr in response, the deep rumble in her throat sending vibrations along his cock.

”Fuck………….Fuck you…………..Please god……………fucking let me cum……..” These words made her straighten up, her mouth removing from his cock with an audible pop. Her eyes had bled to an unnatural blue as she gazed down at him.

"No deity is going to help you now," she mocked, her voice taking on an ethereal, almost otherworldly quality, as if it was not her own. She sat studying his face, his eyes closed against the pleasure and pain he was feeling. She waited for him to continue.

"Please," when the final plea fell from his lips she laughed softly and licked her lips.

"Now that wasn't so hard was it," she said, lowering her head to his cock once more. Taking him deep into her mouth she sucked and bobbed her head on his cock, her hand stroking as she went, her other hand cupping his balls. This time she didn't stop. She kept going, a relentless assault on his member, pushing him closer and closer to the edge, sure it wouldn't be long before he could hold back no longer.
 
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He was a mess, absolute mess, if she teased him for one more god damn minute, he was not going to regret his actions, he was reaper, not a damned saint. "No deity is going to help you now," despite the situation that caused him to laugh between his hard panting and his moan, a full body laugh that had him bucking up into her, his hand weaved into her hair as he felt her pull back, and he was allowed, for the briefest moment, to stop trembling in sheer agonized bliss, he’d tried to open his eyes, to look at her but they apparently refused to work as pleasure coursed through him, her mouth had left him but her hand still stroked him, keeping him on that knifes edge, he missed the look on her face as her throaty laugh called to him "Now that wasn't so hard was it," he had another curse on his lips ready to hurl at her when she redoubled her efforts, swallowing him whole he felt his cock hit the back of her throat then she swallowed him, ohhh godddsssssssssssss that felt incredible, then she did swallow and her throat muscles constricted around him and he all but howled as he came, his body racking hard into what anyone else would think was a seizure, the hand fisted in the sheet tearing the fabric, her mouth riding him until he collapsed, boneless, panting, covered in a veil of sweat, he felt like he was weightless, floating high on the endorphins she’d blasted into his system from that spine snapping orgasm. “ son………of……..a……………bitch…………..” he moaned, every muscle in his body twitching still, he abs clentching beneath her hand as she stroked his skin
 
She didn't know what had compelled speak of deitys, it was as if the words were not her own. Either way, when he started to laugh at her she felt like she was pulled from a trance and was suddenly grounded firmly in the situation. Looking up at him, she was suddenly disappointed that his eyes were closed. She wanted to see the need burning there, see the spark of desire as he came, but, his eyes remained shut, denying her that simple pleasure.

She didn't have to wait long after taking him deep into her throat before he came, his body thrashing wildly beneath her, his cock driving deep into her throat threatening to make her gag. She continued to suck on his cock, draining him dry as he arched and writhed beneath her. His cries of pleasure that echoed through the room were deafening, almost to the point that she was concerned that her neighbors would hear. When he finally collapsed against the bed, she pulled back, his now soft cock sliding from between her lips. She looked up at him with a satisfied smile, aware that she had brought him to a point he would never admit, begging her. If she could push him this far, just by her feminine wiles, she could only imagine what she could do to and with him once she had full control of him through the pendant. She knew she would eventually have to figure out how to get him to wear it, but it was something she would leave for another day.

Moving from between his legs, she lay beside him on the bed, her fingers trailing lazily over his bare stomach as she waited to see what would happen next. As she was just about to lean in and kiss him again she was interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. Cursing she slid off the bed and grabbed her phone off the dresser, frowning as her bosses number flashed on the screen. Holding a finger to her lips to indicate for him to stay quiet, she put the phone to her ear.

"Morgan," she answered, her voice horse from his cock just being down her throat. She coughed to clear her throat as she waited for an answer from the other end.

"I know you are on a break," he started. "A forced break," she interrupted only to be rewarded with a gruff "hmph" from the other end.

"That is neither here nor there," he replied. "There has been another killing and you are the only agent here that knows this case like the back of your hand. I need you on this. I don't trust anyone else to take over while you are gone."

"I will come back on one stipulation," she replied, looking over at Thomas with a grin. "I want an apology from you. Its amazing how you are so quick to judge and force me to take a leave yet you come crawling back with your tail between your legs when you realize your mistake." She paused for a second. Where the hell had that come from. She had never spoken to her boss before like that. She was sure she was about to get fired.

"I.. Uh..." her boss stuttered, just as surprised as her at the sudden boldness. "Ok, you have it. I apologize for being an ass. I should given you a chance to explain yourself."

"That's more like it," she replied, still shaking her head at herself. "Text me the address, I will get there as soon as I can. Tell the techs not to move anything until I get there." Hanging up without waiting for an answer, she stood staring at her phone for a solid minute before setting it down on her dresser again.

"What the fuck was that," she said more to herself before heading towards the bathroom. "I have to go into work. I don't really care where you go but you can't stay here." Turning on the water, she stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash the sweat and the stench of sex from her skin.
 
He laid there with her as he fought to calm down, feeling her snuggling against him he smiled, he felt his eyes beginning to glow and had closed them to hide the supernatural light that beamed when he was extremely emotional, something that usually doesn’t happen to reapers. Hearing a phone ring he knew it wasn’t his by the cutesy ringtone that dingled and he felt her get up. His hear picking up the voice on the other end clearly, as if it was him on the phone and not her he listened. He’d felt the tingle in his hand as she’d blown his mind…….literally……..and knew there’d been another death, and he knew another Reaper would get it, he’d partially lied to her about having the week off, he didn’t have to reap “as much” because he was suppose to concentrate on making her forget him. But considering the heat between them, this was only going to make things worse. He watched as she slammed her phone down and turned to him, he peaked an eyebrow, his arms folded under his head, stretched out naked on her bed. He didn’t miss the spark in her eyes as she stared at him for a minute before she huffed

"I have to go into work. I don't really care where you go but you can't stay here. and his eyes fell to her tight hard ass as she turned and stormed away, he assumed towards her bathroom as she closed the door and he heard the water start. His body had relaxed and he recovered quickly as he rose from the bed, moving to the door he grinned and teleported himself into the bathroom so the door wouldn’t startle her. Eyes fixing on her he watched as she soaked for a few minutes, then he moved, slipping into the shower behind her he wrapped his arms around her, his lips falling to her “You said you’d be there soon as you can.” He whispered, his voice low, gravely yet “but you didn’t give him an……..exact………time frame” his hand snaked around to cup her breasts, feeling her stiffen against him, but he began to play with her nipples, his mouth nipping and kissing a hot trail her shoulder then back up to just behind her ear, and smelled her arousal peak again “mmmmmmm, give you something to…….keep you in a good mood, today…..” he whispered, licking her ear as he pressed her against the shower wall, he saw the anger flash in her eyes, knew she absolutely HATED that he’d cornered her after her little display and her demands just minutes before.

But as he nuzzled his cock against her dripping cunt, she didn’t fight him as he took her again, quick and hard, but the promise of retribution the next time they were together was there plain as day in her eyes and it gave him a weird thrill, even as she arched back, her arm lifting to wrap around the back of his head as he took her from behind, made her cum hard, and he came again, now completely spent, he washed her hair and rinsed off, she didn’t speak to him again, he could see her mind plotting, planning, distracted, and he grinned. “Becareful Adriana, this man is dangerous….” He said as they toweled off and dressed, his humor, the lust and desire gone, the hard stare of the reaper met her gaze as he button his shirt and cufflinks “He keeps getting away because he is a sorcerer, the ritual killings have a purpose, what purpose we don’t yet know, but its going to be big”

He tilted his head to one side as if listening to something, his eyes twitching back and forth before they refocused on her “You’ll find this mornings body to be a copycat, sloppier then the real killers…..” he turned, moving into her living room, finding the empty spot on the corner table, the memory came back to him of breaking her lamp…..then he pictured the lamp in his mind…….he’d have to buy her a new one……..”see ya round sexy” he said, finding the darkest corner in her kitchen he teleported away, returning to his condo, and cursed. He was in a shitload………of trouble with this women……
 
She stood for several minutes with her face tilted upwards to allow the warm water to wash over her face. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of the water washing the soreness from her body. She hadn't even realized she was tense until the water beat down and helped loosen the muscles around her neck and shoulders. She wasn't even aware he was in the bathroom until he slipped in behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"I don't have time for this right now," she rebuked, placing her hands over his, intending to push them away.

"You said you’d be there soon as you can.” His voice sent shivers down her spine and she felt a twinge between her legs at the memory of him between them. “but you didn’t give him an……..exact………time frame” She didn't bother to reply since there was truth in his words. She stiffened as she felt his hand on her breast, her anger rising. Every ounce of her being screamed at her to make him leave, but his hands on her breasts quickly pushed that thought away. HIs mouth on his shoulder and neck drew a soft moan from her lips and she pressed her ass back against him. She shivered as he licked her ear and then cried out in indignation as he pressed her against the shower wall. She made a mental note to make him regret that at a later date, but, for the time being she gave herself over to the moment.

She cried out as he slid his hard cock into her eager pussy. Their coupling had a carnality to it, his fervent thrusting bring them both to a explosive orgasm within minutes. She had to lean on the shower wall to catch her breath, grateful that he took that time to wash her hair and rinse her off. Her mind reeled with thoughts, some of him and what she was going to do to him the next time they were together and some of the case and the new murder. She was pulled from her thoughts as he spoke, warning her of the man behind the murders. She dried off and followed him into the bedroom, her eyes watching him dress as she pulled on her own clothes.

"Sorcerers don't ex... " she stopped herself before she even finished the sentence, realizing how stupid she would sound if she said it. She hadn't believed the Reapers existed either, but, here he was in the flesh, so why would it be such a far stretch to believe that sorcerers existed as well. She took a deep breath before she continued. "I need to get him off the street, anyway I can." She raised her head looking at him, her hand going to to the pendant around her neck. A thought had suddenly came to her mind of how she could rid herself of the killer, but, she wasn't ready to let him know what she was planning.

They had just finished dressing when he cocked his head to the side as if he was listening to some silent voice. She watched his face, trying to determine what was going on. When he finally spoke about the new murder, she frowned, the news not what she wanted to hear. The murders by the Ritual Killer was enough, she didn't need some copy cat muddying up the waters. Before she had a chance to ask him more, he walked out of the room into her living room. By the time she reached the room behind him he was gone. She sighed and quickly dumped some food into Kali's dish before grabbing her gun, keys and badge and heading to the new crime scene.

She reached the crime scene about an hour later to find that the techs had already processed the scene and packed up to leave. She bit back a retort as she walked towards the covered body and pulled back the sheet. She could see what Thomas had been saying instantly as her eyes fell on the body. This was definitely a copy cat. The symbols on the makeshift altar were messy and smeared. The victim themselves was a middle aged woman, instead of the very young women the actual Ritual Killer preferred. Instead of being stabbed, she had her throat cut and she was completely nude, showing signs of sexual assault.

"This is not the job of the Ritual Killer," she said, turning to the officer supervising the scene. "If anything, this was a sexual assault gone wrong and the killer thought they could hide their tracks by making it look like a ritual killing." Adriana growled to herself. This was the reason that the details of crimes and crime scenes were to stay out of the media, but, there had been that one stupid reporter that had somehow gotten under the tape and wrote a full article on what they had seen. The reporter had been fired after she ripped his boss a new one, but, the damage had already been done.

Turning, she strode from the scene, pulling out her phone. Dialing her boss, she took a deep breath before he answered to calm herself.

"What do you want Morgan," he answered, not even bothering with formalities.

"This was not the Ritual Killer," she barked, her hand shaking in anger. "I swear if I could get my hands on that stupid reporter, I would ...." she stopped herself before she said anything that would incriminate her. "This was a waste of my time."

"Well it got you back to work didn't it," he replied. She could hear the smugness in his voice.

"No, no it didn't" she replied, making a sudden decision. "I am taking the rest of the week off for real this time. Don't call me unless it is really something to do with the case." Hanging up on him again, she stalked to her car and slid behind the wheel, screaming in frustration before it dawned on her what she had just done again. Where was this assertiveness coming from. She had always been confident and in control of any situation she was in, but, this was different, empowering. Was it because of Thomas? Had some of his magic rubbed off on her, or had he awakened something in her that she had never known was there before.
 
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"Sorcerers don't ex... " he was going to say something smartass if she’d finished that sentence, but he had to chuckle as she caught herself, he assumed realizing the fact she just fucked and gotten the shit fucked out of her by a creature that “Didn’t exist” although he’d teleported himself from the house, he didn’t actually leave, however as he appeared on the roof of her home, she’d never see him, or rather, never know it was him, he watched her leave the house as his feathers settled, he sat perched on her rain gutter, black eyes watching her as she backed from the driveway and drove off, pushing off he launched himself into the air, his wings catching the air current he floated up, following her across town he circled a few times, his keen eyesight watching her as she stormed across the parking lot towards the news reporters and officers. Circling lower he landed, wings folding against his body he hopped along the edge, watching, a low rattling croak as his head twisted this way and that, examining the body himself from a “birds” eye view smiling inwardly to himself as she barked orders, cursed, and cussed out her co-workers, the women had a temper on her…………..and here he thought after last night he’d thought she’d be mellower. Hoping along the roof he watched her storm back to her car, taking flight he landed on a nearby tree, settling among a few finches and a cardinal he watched, making a show of preening his wings just to the annoy the cardinal, stuck up little bastards, just because humans loved them so much.

He catch snippets of her conversation on the wind "I am taking the rest of the week off for real this time. Don't call me unless it is really something to do with the case." that had him narrowing his eyes, that seemed to be too much of a coincidence after having told her by accident that he’d been given the “week off” well technically not true, he still had souls to reap, but he wouldn’t be called to as many. He watched as she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel as if debating, then started the car and drove off, following her to the grocery store, the drug store then back home, he figured she must be staying home the rest of the day. Once she was inside he teleported himself to his condo in florida and stripped off his clothes, needing a good long soak in the shower……..then pivoting at the last minute he walked out onto his balcony, pushing the button by the door there was a whirring sound, then the cover over the inground jacuzzi hot tub retracted into the stone moldings, stripping down he turned on the dial, the jets roaring to life he stepped in and groaned. Never quiet able to work out all the kinks after shifting forms by himself he settled naked into the hottub, laying his head back and enjoying the quiet sounds of nature
 
She couldn't help by feel like she was being watched. The whole time she was at the crime scene and when she made a couple stops around town to pick up groceries for dinner and her birth control pills from the pharmacy. Each time she looked around, expecting to see someone staring at her from the distance, but there was no one that appeared to be very interested in what she was doing. As she arrived home she felt the feeling once more but didn't see anything other than a raven sitting on the roof of her building. "I must be getting paranoid," she said to herself as she carried her purchases up to her apartment and let herself in. She was greeted by Kali weaving inbetween her legs, almost tripping her before she had a chance to set down the bags she carried.

"You are such a pest sometimes," she laughed, setting down the bags and scratching the cat behind the ear. She was rewarded by a satisfied purr before Kali scampered off into the living room. Sighing she quickly put away her groceries before opening her laptop she had left sitting on her kitchen table. She pulled up her file on the Ritual Killer and tried to concentrate on reading through her notes, but she found her mind wandering to him and the time they had spent together. She could feel a tingle between her legs at the thought of their fervent fucking in the shower before he left and she reached for the pendant, curious as to what he was up to.

As she grabbed the pendant she was instantly transported back to what she figured out by now had to be his condo. This time she arrived in time to see him strip out of his clothes and stride out onto his balcony naked. Unlike before, she was able to follow him in her vision and watched as he climbed into the hot tub and settled into the warm water. She smiled to herself as she allowed her body to travel over his naked body, her mind drifting to what she would like to do with him, if she had him alone again.

"Come to me, " she whispered, her voice soft and sensuous. She didn't know why but she had the urge to call him to her and for some reason she was confident it would work. Startled at her own actions she let go of the pendant and was once more alone in her apartment, staring at a computer screen, her mind far from her work.
 
"Come to me, " he jerked, sitting up, his eyes blinking, he looked around, realizing he must have dozed off, the timer for the Jacuzzi jet’s having turned off, the lack of fizz on the water telling him it was a while ago, as he didn’t need to sleep, dozing off like that was weird, but as he thought about it, he’d used a tremendous amount of magic the last few days, the near constant teleporting, coupled with wiping the memories of about 3 dozen humans then the all night fuck-a-thon with Agent perky-tits but what was really weird, was the fact he’d been dreaming about her, but he swore it had been her voice that had woken him. Pulling himself from the jacuzzi he closed the automatic cover and walked inside dripping, grabbing his towel of the back of the kitchen chair he wiped himself off, picking up his cellphone it was nearly 8 in the evening. So he’d been dozing roughly 2 hours. That wasn’t bad considering some of the worst nights he’d had, he’d slept nearly 48 hours recoving the magic he’d expended. But that hadn’t been since the Dark ages…………..Realizing he also hadn’t eaten at all that day he pulled down pots and pans, but that thought also vanished as the marking on his hand began to tingle. Cursing he decided it would have to be fast food tonight, Quickly dressing in a new black suit with blood red tie, he closed his eyes and teleported.

It was nearly midnight before he appeared Adriana’s home. He was thankful non of the killings in any of the states was that sorcerer. Gang killing, Drug Turf killing, Domestic dispute gone horrible, one run over by a crazed ex husband, and one really nasty killing in the Bayou with a chainsaw………..clearing away the memories he laid his suitjacket over the back of her recliner, the house was dark, and he figured by now she’d be asleep. Silently he moved to her bedroom, finding her curled in her bed, the sheer silk of the bedsheet hugging her every curve, covering everything, and leaving nothing to the imagination at the same time, he grinned, absently he licked his lips as he toe’d off his shoes and tucked them under her bed, amusingly the old country song “whose bed have your boots been under” came to mind. Leaning over her he’d barely brushed her cheek when she rolled, her eyes hadn’t even opened yet but she had her gun and he caught her wrist before she’d finished pointing it at him “well, good evening to you too” his voice low, husky with laughter as he easily took the gun from her hand, and leaned down to kiss her before she uttered so much as a curse at him

“for a women who I swore called for me to come to her earlier today, you sure don’t seem happy to see me” he taunted, Sure that the voice he’d heard had just been a dream, since what he HAD been dreaming, well, imagining………………….well…………..its wasn’t important now that he could inhale her fresh scent……..she’d showered, could smell the sweet tang of her soap, this time he moved slower, leaning over her again he kissed her, more lingering this time, his tongue teasing along her bottom lip
 
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She spent the night going through her notes and pouring over the case. She wasn't any closer to catching the Ritual Killer than she was before she met Thomas. Even the new information he gave her about the rituals having a purpose and leading to something big didn't give her anything more to go on. It only seemed to confuse things even more and make the case much more of a priority of being solved.

With each noise she heard as she worked, she looked up, expecting to see him standing there watching her. She hadn't expected her call to him to work, but, she had hoped it would have. Perhaps he could give her more information about this killer, something that would lead to his capture. There were young women dying on her watch and she wasn't happy about to say the least.

The hours seemed to fly by and she gave up on waiting for him to appear and on going through her notes. Closing her laptop she went into the bathroom, stripping off her clothes as she went. Reaching in to start the water, she finished undressinng before throwing the clothes in the hamper by the door. Stepping into the warm water she sighed as it worked at the neck and shoulder muscles, caused by being hunched over her computer all night. She stood in the stream of the water with her eyes closed, remembering that morning when he had joined her. She felt a tingle between her legs at the memory of his hard cock slamming into her eager pussy but she ignored it. He was becoming a distraction, albeit a handsome one, but she needed to focus more on work and solving the case.

She quickly washed and rinsed her hair before stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel. She walked the bedroom naked, drying off as she went. Throwing the towel on a chair in the corner of the room, she climbed into bed,her soft sheets cool against her naked skin. As soon as she lay her head on the pillow she was asleep, her dreams turning to him once more.

She didn't know what woke her hours later, but, she reached for her gun and sat up quickly, bringing her gun around to aim at whatever was there. She yelped as he grabbed her wrist and took the gun from her hand. Before she could berate him for waking her, he kissed her and she felt the anger melting away quickly.

“For a women who I swore called for me to come to her earlier today, you sure don’t seem happy to see me” Her eyes widened at these words. Did her call to him really work. If it did he sure took his sweet ass time getting there. Her confession died on her lips as he captured her mouth once again. She moaned softly into his kiss, her hand going behind his head and pulling him into her. Her other hand moved between his legs and stroked his cock through his pants. She didn't know why but he always seemed to awaken a passion in her. Where minutes ago she was dead asleep, now she was wide awake and her body wanted him, no needed him.
 
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