"Niles would not have had to shift to do that to a human. The smell of blood would have pulled Eddie in the room and with that much blood surrounding him, he could not have helped but shift. Then, when he heard you coming, he would have fled." Raven was pacing, thinking aloud. "Niles could always do that, get in and out, kill whoever he needed to and vanish without a trace. The last time I found him was close to the end of World War II, guess who he worked for then."
Bianca nodded, "I had heard that the SS were made up primarily of werewolves, and that Hitler was actually not human himself. In fact, they say he was something far more sinister than a werewolf. I was actually in France during part of the war, it was most interesting to observe, hunting was certainly easy."
Raven looked at her, "Never came face to face with him myself, but the tales that the other American wolf scouts told were enough to convince me." He walked over to the couch and sank down, leaning back on the pillows, "I was there on the beach at Normandy, can't tell you how many bullets I took. I was also at the Battle of the Bulge with Patton. The human soldiers were freezing to death in the snow. I actually ran into some of the SS wolves feeding on their bodies, there was little food to be had and they were hungry but damn, human corpses?" He shook his head as if to expel the memories from his brain.
Bianca replied. "My dear, I have seen my share of war as well. It is never a pretty thing, and unfortunately, or fortunately, it provides my kind and others that feed on humans a prime hunting ground."
Raven looked a bit shocked. "You mean you...?" She smiled slightly, "I was a nurse in a field hospital, an angel of death if you like. I only ever took men who had no chance to live, who were destined to die in agony. I gave them a painless end."
"Having to leave Eddie like that is why I have not turned another person. Even to save a life." Raven pulled Bianca into his lap, put his arms around her and buried his face in her neck. "I am happy that Eddie is here, and he's still alive, but this is not going to end well. I don't care much for this part of my life."
Bianca sighed and stroked his cheek, "I've never turned anyone. This gift, or curse, is not one to be given lightly. Cass saved me that night and for years I cursed him for it. When you've watched everything you have ever known and everyone you've ever loved crumble, an eternal life seems to lose some of its appeal."
Raven squeezed her tightly. "I'm glad he did. You would never have walked into my club if he hadn't."
She put her finger under his chin, tipping his head up and leaned down to kiss him. She had never known real feelings for someone. Oh sure, she loved Cass, in a manner, but this was different. Her whole life had changed. Drastically. But she didn't care.
"Eddie is still taking jobs, that means he still fighting, doing merc jobs, soldier for hire type stuff. The truth is, I don't know him anymore. It has been over a hundred years since I saw him last." He kissed her back, it felt good to hold her. When she was in his arms, he felt like the things he did in his past did not matter anymore. "Is it too soon to go back to bed?" Raven gave her a big smile as he asked, trying to hide his pain, knowing she made him feel better.
She laughed softly, "We just got cleaned up love."
He growled playfully, "I don't care. I want you, I always want you, I will always want you. I need you."
He got up with her in his arms and carried her back to the bed, setting her down gently among the pillows. He leaned down and kissed her again, his tongue slipping into her mouth, dancing with hers and avoiding her small, sharp fangs. She returned his kiss, hands on either side of his face, then running back to trace his ears with their multiple silver rings and further to twine themselves in his long hair. His hands ran down her arms to her sides and slid around her waist, pulling her closer to his body.
Sitting up on his knees, he looked down at Bianca then pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped it over her face. She giggled and grabbed it, scrunching it into a ball and throwing it at his head. He dodged easily. Smiling to himself he began rubbing his fingers along both her legs. She lay back and sighed contentedly as he worked his way down her legs, rubbing and kneading the flesh rhythmically until he reached her feet. He slid the heels off of her feet and took one in both of his strong hands and began to massage it.
She groaned, "I'll give you until the fourth of never to stop that." He smiled again, placing a kiss on her ankle.
"Seems like there is always something," his fingers rubbed up the bottom of her foot and over her toes, kissing the tip of each one before he moved on to the other foot.
She groaned in bliss, causing him to chuckle. Thumbs rubbing over the heel he worked up to the middle of her foot. "Just the little sounds you make help me feel better."
She smiled at him, reaching a hand toward him and drawing him up her body to kiss him again. He wrapped her in his strong arms and rolled over to position her on top of him, she moved to straddle his hips, sitting up and rocking her hips to rub against his hardening cock. He moaned and grabbed her by the hips.
"What?" she asked, grinding herself against him again. Her skirt had worked up around her waist but she still wore the hose and garters. His hands traced the lace tops of the hose before moving up where he discovered she was not wearing anything else. She unbuttoned her top and removed it to reveal a lacy half cup bra that framed her pale flesh and leaving her light pink nipples exposed.
"I think you wanted to come back to bed the whole time," his hands moved up her sides, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples, causing them to harden.
Then he pulled both of them with his thumb and finger as he looked up at her. She could feel him growing harder and harder but he was trapped in his jeans. Moaning low and deep as she rocked her hips more, causing him to growl deep in his chest. She slid her body down his legs and undid the button of his jeans and slid the zipper down. The silk boxers underneath almost failed at containing his straining cock as it tried to spill out. She grabbed the waistband of both and pulled them down over his legs and tossed them to the floor, quickly followed by her skirt. Leaving the lacy underwear on she slid back up his lower body until her face was even with his throbbing member. She delicately flicked her tongue over the slit in the end, catching the small drop of precum with the tip. She continued to climb his body until she straddled his hips again, pressing herself against him with his cock trapped between them. She rubbed her hot, wet pussy against the underside of his cock, grinding her clit against him as she moaned in pleasure. She slipped forward a bit, almost but not quite allowing him to slip inside her, teasing him.
His hands moved back to her hips and he pulled her tighter to him and moved her a little faster. He moaned louder, but she did as well.
"I can take this as long as you can," he growled. He could feel her breasts with their framing of lace rubbing his chest. His hands moved up her sides as he moved her up his body, sucking her right nipple into his mouth as his hand kneaded her left breast, gently rolling and tugging her nipple with his fingers. She groaned and arched her back, sliding her dripping slit over the head of his cock, still not letting it slide inside her.
He ran a hand up her back and twined his fingers in her hair, pulling her head back and growling into her neck, "Stop teasing woman."
"Why?" she gasped, "It's so much fun."
Her head was back, mouth slightly open and fangs just showing. He moved both hands to her waist and lifted her slightly, angling his hips he impaled her on his cock, sliding her down until he was fully sheathed in her pulsing wetness. His hands still on her hips holding her in place he started pumping his hips up and down pushing himself deep and fast inside her. Raven's ass was actually leaving the bed as he filled her over and over as deep as he could. She moaned with each thrust, louder and higher pitched. As he slowed, Bianca took over rocking and rolling her hips, her hands on his chest as his butt started bouncing, quick shot hops, his cock going in and out, fast and hard, making her tits bounce in their lace confinement. Bianca came down again and before she knew what was going on Raven rolled them both over, his manhood still deep inside her. Rocking his hips he keep pumping her pussy, as he leaned down kissing her deeply. His hands pinned her hands over her head. Her eyes changed from their normal emerald green to the gold green of her wolf.
"Mmmm, that's what I like. Come out and play little wolf." Gaining speed Raven worked his hips, his legs, his whole lower body as Bianca moaned so loud she all most did not hear the click of the silver cuffs as they locked around her wrists. Mildly shocked, she looked up into Raven's smiling, playful eyes. "Now the bad wolf can't claw me," he teased. She snarled at him, petite fangs growing slightly longer. "Oh no my pretty, I am in control here. I am master tonight."
Her eyes softened slightly, relaxing into submission. "Of course, master," she purred. His eyes flashed gold, the wolf surging to the surface, but he pushed it back. He needed control if he was going to top her. She had been dominant and powerful before they killed Chel and Bianca got her new beast but now, she was unstoppable, no one could top her. Not unless she allowed it. Her beast was not like his, two sides of himself, hers was like another, separate sentient being within herself. She shared her body and mind with it but it was its own. He could see it now, behind her eyes, staring out at him.
