Sofia slowly drew the door to the nursery closed, wincing as the latch clicked loudly. She held her breath, waiting for a cry. When the room remained silent, she exhaled in relief and started down the hallway, avoiding the noisy footfalls along the way.
In the living room, Sofia surveyed the twin's wreckage. The silence of the house felt eerie and uncomfortable. The vaulted ceiling loomed above and darkness receded endlessly into the corners despite the bright glow of a full moon shining through the tall wall of windows. She felt watched, a nervous shiver ran down her spine. For distraction she cleared away the remnants of the day; toys were stored, pillows replaced, blankets folded, plates cleared.
Afterwards she hurried down the carpeted steps to her nanny apartment, previously a guest room with large windows looking out onto the pool deck, complete with her own en suite. She quickly made her way around the luxurious room, locking the multiple doors existing to the deck, the stairs and the garage.
Pausing at the last. She studied the small brass deadbolt. "That would never be enough," she thought.
The lock that could keep Arthur out did not exist. This small deterrent would only amuse him, make him smile softly to himself as he waved a finger to dissolve the door to ash.
For a moment she wondered where he was, if he had tried to find her ... if he had abandoned her. She looked out at the full moon, a yearning clenched in her stomach.
Two months had passed since she had left him in the scorched and blackened apartment. Her memory flashed; his back turned to her, his muscles tense and chest heaving, a red glow emanating from the black depths of his eyes, his face hard and frozen as he concentrated and regained his control. Terrified, she had fled.
She pushed away a rising sadness and turned to look over the dimly lit room. It truly was lovely. Jessica had been so generous. A queen bed had been brought out of storage, new mattresses were purchased. The rug next to the bed matched the comforter and the multiple throw pillows were color coordinated.
The ridiculous amount of pillows amused and slightly irritated Sofia. In her childhood she had had an old feather pillow, so thin the feather stalks poked through and scratched her skin.
Frowning, she remembered the smell of dusty fabric. A dark shadow crept into the recesses of her mind and she quickly pushed it away. Determinedly, she began rearranging the pillows to busy her hands and distract her mind.
She smiled to herself, reflecting for a moment how lucky she had been to meet Jessica; a single doctor frantically pinning "nanny wanted" flyers on the library bulletin board. A week later Sofia had a home, a bed. She could continue with college, she might even be able to graduate this year, just a month shy of her 26th birthday.
With a soft sigh of relief, she threw back the covers and clicked on the baby monitor next to the lamp. Crawling on to the bed, she pushed into the mountain of pillows and opened a book smiling; how content and normal she felt.
Soon the words began to swim across the page, her eyes began to flutter.
•••
Sofia was dreaming. Her body floating effortlessly on warm water, drifting slowly through waves. She moved her arms fluidly as the gently motion lulled and relaxed her.
Beneath the surface, she feels something strong and unseen roll against her back and hips. Strong slick scales caress her skin, twisting endlessly against the length of her body. Heat spreads through the waves and the water begins to roil and break as red coils break the surface.
They buoy her, surrounding her in a mass of glistening muscle. Tentacles emerge to crawl slowly over her stomach, tracing the curves of her breast, gliding over her nipples, squeezing gently.
Others slip easily over her skin, spiraling around her waist. Two strong tendrils encircled her ankles, pulling her gently forward, crawling up her legs. Her arousal blossoms and juices flow between her lips as they tighten around her thighs, bending her knees and spreading her wide.
Another emerges to run over her mound, making her moan as it slips through her wetness. She arches her back as it pushes slowly over her swollen pearl, circling and sucking gently.
More rise from the water, enclosing her waist, spiraling around her arms, ringing her breasts, playing with her erect nipples. She moans softly as one flows between her legs, pushing gently through her entrance, diving deep within her, corkscrewing along her passage.
Rocking her hips, she encourages more as it twists and spreads inside of her, forcing a long delighted cry from her throat. She stretches her arms over her head, arching her back and shaking as she feels the pulse of pleasure breaking with in.
Two strong tentacles wrap around her wrists and pull her arms behind her back. More massive coils slide over her legs, spreading her wide, and pinning her down. The tendril inside begins thrusting, bulging, twisting as she squirms and writhes but unable to move, a tense frustrated frenzy begins wracking her body ...
•••
Sofia opened her eyes with shuddering breaths. The room was dark except for the soft blue light of the moon shining through the curtains. She couldn't move. Her knees were bent to her sides and flattened against the bed, her arms held firmly behind her back. She whimpered and groaned at the fire between her legs, the heat radiating up her stomach, spreading across every nerve in her body.
He was between her legs, his tongue playing across her clit, sucking and licking as he held her wrists tightly behind her back, pinning her to the bed. He paused to drive a long tongue deep into her hole, causing her to cry out in hunger.
Looking down, she saw him watching her over her mound, his dark features hidden in the shadows, loose strands of black hair falling over his eyes, tickling the inside of her thighs. A soft red glow burning in the center of his black eyes as his tongue flicked inside her, sharp and hot, making her hips buck uncontrollably.
Each new movement shot pain through her shoulders and wrists. The muscles in his arms bulged with the effort to hold her, keeping her immobilized. One hand wrapped around her wrists, another holding her knee to the bed, his shoulder pressed against her thigh.
Feeling her tremble, he began to gently chew on her swollen bud. Quite suddenly she cried out in desperate ecstasy, pleasure wracking through her body as a hot wave of pleasure made her back arch stiffly, her hips dancing wildly as she climaxed.
"Let go, let me go" she groaned desperately as her body jolted with the pulsing orgasm. He was pinning her down when every molecule in her body wanted to expand, vibrate and burst apart.
She felt her juices pour into his mouth and he rolled his tongue languidly around her lips, savoring the taste. He paused momentarily to watch her stomach quiver and her breasts bounce.
"Oh, I've missed you..." he purred as he slipped his finger between her wet lips and gently fingered the swollen clit, her ass jolted up and she whimpered.
"So sensitive" he whispered in a low soft growl.
His cock throbbed at the sound and he began a long, leisurely lick from her ass to her clit, spreading his tongue broadly through her drenched lips, relishing the taste of the orgasm he had forced upon her.
