Chapter 58: Mara

From the Shadows:

How can anyone breath in this stifling humidity?

Tucked into the shadowy canopy of cypress trees, watching as Onyx and another male sparred among the entire clan.

“Interesting.” Humming in delight as Onyx proved her true fighting skills against a Shadow Walker, not just any Shadow Walker but the infamous Byron Stormcloud.

Oh, what a piece of “Hell Beast” he is.

“What fucking clan is this? They have a tasting of everything.” Asking no one in particular as my eyes drank in the “buffet” of supernatural royalty rip for the picking.

Laughing in delight as the beastly, black furred and rippling muscles appeared with those magnificent red orbs, standing in a majestic death pose. Gasping in wonder as Onyx shifted and morphed into her onyx and gold scaled beast with its spiky mane, swaying gracefully against her girthy shakes.

“Yes.” Hissing from my lips in a dark excitement as her deathly roar filled the sky, vibrating the swampy ground in a spine tingling euphoria.

Ducking back against the dead cypress trunk as a few shadow walkers, looked out into the swampy forest, sniffing the air like they had caught the scent of something unknown.

“Not today.” I laughed silently, peeking out from the shadows as three gorgeous creatures approached Onyx in her golden scaled form.

She already had triplets. Girls!

Busting with dark excitement as they talked happily with the group around them. Seeming quite close as the three little girls, cooed and giggled with those gorgeous green orbs and deep onyx locks.

“Delphine, you fool. Only if you hadn’t let your fucking ego consume you.” Grunting lowly in disgust that my only daughter, and heir to the Star Family had to go and get herself killed.

“Madam Mara.” Whispered softly with a dark desire, laced across his tone as Ziggy stepped out from the shadows with darkened eyes.

“Get me those girls.” I smiled darkly as Ziggy followed my slender finger, pointing from my crossed arms as Onyx exchanged a loving giggle with each girl, before being dragged off by another female.

“Right. What should I do about the Lycans?” Ziggy growled lowly, pushing his chest into my back as his hands snaked around my hips, thrusting my ass back into his hardened bulge.

“Do “whatever” you want, but those girls come to me. Then Onyx will have no other option but to do what I say.” I whispered darkly, trailing my tongue over my bottom lip knowing Ziggy’s weakness as his serpent slits flashed a haunting hue of silver.

“Yes, Madam. Anything else?” He asked darkly, trailing his nose along my collarbone as his warm palm firmly suspended my neck, placing kisses with a fiery passion.

“Yes. Get ready, we are going out tonight.” I laughed lightly, turning in his hold as we stepped back through my portal, standing inside my bed chamber decorated with black and gold velvets and silks.

“Where, may I ask?” Ziggy laughed softly, watching me like a hawk as my silk robe slid gently over my creamy ivory skin with a soft swoosh as it fanned breathlessly around my feet.

“Club Silk. I have some business to attend with the owner.” Ziggy’s eyes swirled with a lustful blackness, gripping my dirty blonde hair firmly as he pushed me to my knees.

Inhaling sharply as my teeth grazed along his belt buckle, unsnapping and sliding the leather strap along my tongue, while his eyes burned deeply into mine.

Clicking his zipper slowly, torturing the beast that wanted to dominate me, but “Madam” only allowed so much rope before she pulled it tightly. Smiling darkly as his black slacks slipped from his waist, exposing his meaty girth to the cool atmosphere.

“Open.” He commanded firmly, tugging firmly along my tangled locks as my tongue swirled, and flicked his pulsing head that seeped his salty precum.

Running it along my lips, feeling the tingling sensation tickle gently along my flesh, snapping his wrist backwards as he fell to his knees.

“You dare to command, ME!” I hissed darkly, feeling his wrist separate between my fingers, tilting his smug smirk up to me with dark lust as I stood up in my naked form.

“No Madam, just a suggestion.” His smug smirk grew in delight as his body shuttered and jolted under my fingertips as they trailed down his sharp jawline.

“Good! Now leave.” Slapping his cheek with enough force to warn him “not to cross me” as his smug smirk turned gloomy and hurt.

He stood in a pout as he bent over to pull up his slacks.

“NO!” I commanded darkly, holding my hand up for him to halt.

“Naked.” I pointed to the door, knowing damn well he liked flaunting his manhood, but this was a blow to his ego not getting what he wanted.

A low growl vibrated from his chest as his muscles flexed and twitched in annoyance, smiling smugly as he opened the door, disappearing into the dimly lit hallway.

“Arrogant Bastard.” Scoffing darkly, grabbing the engine red cocktail dress and matching heels off the side chair as the bathtub sang to me darkly.

Soaking quietly in my honey infused bath oils with an exhilarated exhale as my fingers massaged and kneaded the delicate flesh. Dropping my head back against the cool bathtub rim, feeling the natural rush of my bodily heat as my fingers dived in and out of my quivering walls.

“Mind if I join?” Zek’s timbered voice, echoed darkly as he stepped over to the tub, kneeling with a dark grace as his fingers trailed along my misted jaw.

“Two is company.” I huskily moaned as my fingers trailed along my nerves, sending my body into a spiraling rush of heat.

Ziggy and Zek were easy to manage but Kano was a harder nut to crack, rejecting my advances and soft commands. Gasping darkly against the fiery rush of electricity as Zek manhandled my hardened nipples into aching pebbles of melting heat.

“Going out?” He grunted lowly, flicking my burning flesh with his clawed finger, sliding into my peaceful bath with his dark, tanned muscles flexing and twitching as he slid down between my legs.

“Perks of “not” being dragon.” I laughed darkly as his claws grazed along my slender hips, thrusting forward as a tidal wave of oil infused water, splashed violently over the rim with a watery swoosh.

Screaming out as his throbbing shaft, pelted my quivering walls with an animalistic thirst driving his beast mad with lustful rage. Grasping his bulging forearms as he bucked and slammed my tender flesh against the cool tub walls, groaning darkly as his smoldering palms held firmly around my clenching neck.

“GOD DAMN!” He growled darkly as his claws punctured my creamy skin, sliding my head under water as our bodies exploded in a fiery convulsion of spasms.

Gasping quickly as my head submerged back under the watery veil of weightlessness, clinging to the fine thread of existence as we crashed from the fiery heavens into a demonic slur of growling grunts.

Merging from the watery bed calmly as Zek stared at me with a questioning gaze.

“You are one dark woman, Doc.” Zek chuckled darkly, helping me to sit upright as he soaped up his hands, massaging his muscular fingers into my blazing flesh.

“Says the man, who violently raped my “test subject” with his partner in crime, making sure she lost those hatchlings.” I glared at him annoyed as his fingers, smoothly glided over my creamy skin.

“Well, you and my brother didn’t help the situation.” Zek smirked darkly, rising from the already cooled water, watching the watery surge, slid and roll over his well-defined muscles.

Only if he knew.

Ziggy has been my obedient pet, since day one, stepping foot into the realm and coming to an agreement to help them engineer “Dragon Soldiers”. Only Ziggy knew my true identity when he read my letters from my late husband, which resulted in his first whipping.

Oh, Franko! how I miss your body, your smell…oh, I need to stop before Zek gets the wrong impression.

Quickly wrapping the towel around my relaxed body, checking to make sure my skin was flawless and healed before I finished dressing.

“Speaking of which, did you collect enough blood?” Zek spoke coldly, trailing his hot finger along my shoulders, twirling a lose strand of hair around his finger before tugging it enough to receive an eye roll.

“She bled like a stuffed pig, and the added fetus enzymes, gave me the right compound to stabilize all the subjects with only an eighth of what I originally needed to begin with.” Laughing darkly as the towel dropped to the floor with a muted flop, watching Zek’s eyes darken as I slipped on a pair of red lacy panties.

“You are twisted, but sexy as “Fuck”.” He growled lowly, stepping up to my back as his hands held firmly to my hips, pressing his engorged groin into my backside.

Pulling away with a low hiss, feeling his aura stifle the steamy air as he grabbed my wrist forcefully, slamming me against the stone wall.