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It was obvious that such scruples were not shared by all wolfen men.
The stranger s eyes were dark and cold and his constant gaze was like a bridge of
ice between them.
 He s pretty yummy, Hanna said, sounding like a teenager. She cleared her
throat in response to Serena s surprised gaze.  Sorry, it s the quickening.
Don t I know it! Serena had woken up feeling incredibly horny. She and Hanna
had decided to stay in their room last night. Serena had not felt confident enough to
brave the night life of the resort.
 Ah, Hanna said.  He s coming over.
Serena s heart was thudding in her chest and a sultry heat rose from her lap.
 Mademoiselle, he said, ignoring Hanna completely, his cold gaze locked onto
Serena.  My name is Francois. He held out his hand.
 Good evening, Francois, she said, extending her hand to be kissed.  This is
Hanna.
His towering presence was overwhelming and sent Serena s hormones coursing
through her body like blind lemmings to the abyss. Her vision blurred.
He ignored Hanna again and addressed himself only to Serena.  It is a pleasure
to meet you.
 The pleasure is all mine, she returned. Oh, my God, I m flirting with this stranger.
 May we join you?
 Certainly, monsieur.
With a flick of his head he motioned his companion to join them. He was
introduced as Simon.
 Mademoiselle, I cannot help but notice you are newly turned, yet I detect the
scent of two males.
Hanna had told her that she carried the scent of both Jack and Kelvin in her
blood, an indelible mark of lineage. She blushed.  It s a long story.
 I m sorry for my tactless remark. It is just& unusual.
 So I m told.
Mikala Ash The Body Politic - 72 -
 I will not invade your privacy anymore, except to say I do not detect their scent
here, at the resort.
 Your observation is correct, monsieur. However, I do not see its relevance.
He flicked his eyes to Hanna, who dropped her gaze to examine the tablecloth.
 Your companion, who is much older, has not yet instructed you in our ways?
 As you correctly observe, I am newly turned. There is much to learn. She
couldn t believe that she was holding this conversation. She d noted too that she d
adopted a formal way of speaking to mirror his.
 Are you staying long?
 Only a few more nights, she said.
 Then you will be here for the ball tomorrow night?
Serena looked to Hanna who gave a slight nod.  Yes, we shall.
Francois smiled knowingly.  Then we shall look forward to seeing you there.
He rose and Simon followed him out the door. She watched their backs as they
made their way toward the casino. Simon flipped out a mobile phone which he dialed
and handed to Francois who took it in his long graceful fingers.
Serena exhaled a long slow breath.  Wow.
 Exactly, Hanna said.  He is an old alpha.
 How can you tell?
 He has old world arrogance.
 Yes, he was a bit up himself wasn t he? Far too self-assured for my liking.
 They tend to be like that, the old timers.
Serena laughed.  As opposed to you guys who are only, what, a hundred years
old?
 Wait till you meet ones from medieval and Roman times. Boy, are they weird.
Serena couldn t stifle a giggle, then a serious thought struck her.  Oh, my God.
What are we going to wear to the ball tomorrow night?
 No problem. Jack gave us his credit card and there are two boutiques
downstairs. We ll have some fun shopping!
Mikala Ash The Body Politic - 73 -
Serena smiled inwardly at the notion of an eternity of shopping. Being an
immortal certainly had its good points.
* * *
The morning of the full moon found Serena drenched in sweat, wrestling in the
embrace of the most perverse of dreams.
Like a wraith, Francois had insinuated himself into her fantasy. She was making
love to Jack and Kelvin. They were both inside her, their cocks sliding into her pussy
and ass in perfect rhythm and she was riding wave after wave of ecstasy, crashing to a
climax of sultry exhaustion. The boys hadn t come yet and they had started another
assault on her libidinous senses when suddenly there was another cock, Francois , in
her hand and then in her mouth.
Somehow, all three were in perfect rhythm, and she came and came again.
In her dream, Hanna was holding her hand, wiping the sweat off Serena s brow,
while behind her Simon plundered her ass. Hanna rocked violently back and forth with
his fucking, her long hair tickling Serena s face with each thrust of Simon s cock.
Oh, my God, I m coming again.
And then Jack and Kelvin howled, Francois joined them and suddenly everyone
was in wolfen form, howling to the full moon that glowered over them in the clear
dawn sky.
 Serena?
The far away voice was softened by the summer air that shimmered around the
fantastical bed balanced precariously on a castle s battlements. Serena was suspended [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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