Lochness’s Lair 🌶🌶🌶

MADDIE

I leapt over a puddle and continued on my way down a large main street.

I’d been wandering for hours, and finally there was no denying where my feet were leading me.

The Skeleton Quarter.

~Shocker, I know.~

I ~knew~ it wasn’t smart.

But the moment after I said goodbye to Hael, and he headed off for a secret meeting with Silver, I felt an itch.

My feet were leading me to the Skeleton Quarter.

Really, my feet were leading me to Loch.

Or at least, I wanted them to.

Seeing his black fire at the funeral lit...well...a black fire in my heart.

I felt a renewed love for my mate.

And I ~wanted~ him.

I would find where he’d been hiding all this time.

And my intuition told me I would find it in the Skeleton Quarter.

I lurked at the edge of the Quarter, gazing down a dirty, hopeless street.

But I had never been a person who let their better judgment get to them.

No, my life was about risk.

And it had been ever since I was a scrappy young orphan snatching valuables from the gaping pockets of the rich.

Like when I dipped my hand in Adara Dobrzycka’s designer purse.

Risk was what led me to my mates in the first place.

Whether meeting Loch and Hael had been a ~good~ thing, I didn’t know.

All I knew was either way, I could never stay away from them for long.

I wanted them, just like I wanted Loch now. And unfortunately for me, I wouldn’t be satisfied until I found him.

I stepped into the Quarter, leaving my inhibitions behind me.

Well, most of them.

I walked the perimeter of the neighborhood, wary of wandering in too deep.

I just wanted to find a dragon’s lair in the middle of a city, and I had a sneaking suspicion that it would be in the Skeleton Quarter.

I kept my eyes peeled for anything that sparked my curiosity.

But around me, I saw the normal shit I always did down here.

The normal depression that plagued the less fortunate of Requiem City.

Piles of trash and twisted metal. Not a single window was unbroken…

A group of rats drank from a dirty puddle like it was an oasis.

The Skeleton Quarter was some kind of desert, barren and dead.

But the scene ~did~ strike me as strange.

I walked toward the disgusting puddle, only to find that the rats didn’t scatter as I grew closer.

~Interesting…~

When I stood over the puddle, I found it was tinted red. The liquid was clouded with little bits of what I could only imagine was flesh.

“Yuck!”

But as disgusting as it was, I couldn’t look away. In fact, I felt drawn to it…

Before I could stop myself, I crouched beside the puddle and reached over the row of feeding rats until I touched the liquid…

Immediately, I found myself in total darkness. I was submerged in warm water up to my waist.

Though I couldn’t see or hear him, I knew where I was...

Loch’s lair.

I could feel him close to me. His proximity made my stomach twist with anticipation, and my brand throbbed maddeningly.

“Our little pet is back,” Loch shouted through the darkness.

His voice rang off the walls of the cavern, echoey and distorted, like we were in some kind of fun house.

It was as if he was speaking with someone else, though Hael obviously wasn’t here.

No one was.

Had Loch lost it?

“We must steel up the walls against her…” the voice continued, followed by a mad burst of laughter.

If Loch was trying to scare me, he was succeeding.

I spun my arms around me, trying to make contact with anything that could tell me more about my surroundings...

But I only touched water.

“What the fuck, Loch? It’s just me. Maddie.”

My words echoed, too, crashing off the walls of the cave.

~“Just~ you?! You’re the one who could burn the place down.”

Loch’s voice came from close by, but as it repeated endlessly, I lost track of him.

I tried to steady my breathing.

“We must make sure you’ll be a good little rat…”

His voice came from just over my shoulder.

Fear and desire gripped me so tightly that I could hardly move…

But then I remembered my mission. I was here to save Loch from himself, and the time to act was now.

I opened my mouth to sing.

Not a half-second later, Loch’s hand clamped over my mouth.

“Hey!” I muffle-screamed.

I was frustrated, but I was also relieved that he had touched me. That the space between us was finally closed…

His familiar scent maddened me, and I could taste his skin as it touched my lips.

“The only way this works, little mouse,” came Loch’s voice, right in my ear, “is if you don’t speak at all.”

I shivered.

If that’s how he wanted to play, I could play, too.

I bit down on his hand, hard.

Loch made the slightest, most imperceptible noise as his body moved in close behind mine.

I smiled, feeling his naked warmth on my back, and his erection straining against my ass.

Could I hurt him, if I really tried?

No. Not at all. And he wanted to make sure I knew.

Along with how much he could hurt me…

I felt like a paper plane in his hand.

His grip softened and he stroked my lip before pushing his finger in my mouth. I wound my tongue around it, sucking on it.

I wanted all of him in my mouth. I wanted the wet clothes on my body to dissolve so there was nothing between us.

And I wanted to save Loch from himself, of course, but that wasn’t the most pressing of my desires in that feverish moment.

“Say my name,” Loch ordered.

“Loch,” I whispered with his finger still in my mouth.

“My other name.” His voice became darker.

I paused as fear penetrated me to my core. What had I gotten myself into?

Well, there was no going back now…

“Lochness,” I gasped, throwing the last bit of caution to the wind.

His satisfied growl surrounded me, filling the entire pitch-black cavern.

His hand loosed from my mouth and gripped my body.

I collapsed into his touch, falling back against his rock-hard chest.

His hand snaked around and squeezed my breast. With his other hand, he held me by my hip as he ground his massive hard-on into me.

I moaned, only to yelp in pain when Loch bit my ear.

“You can only make a sound when I allow you,” he ordered.

I swallowed my response, entranced by the path his lower hand was taking around the waistline of my leggings.

He paused in the back and slid his hand down, under my underwear, so that he cradled my ass and drove his fingers in between my cheeks.

I struggled to stay quiet as the walls of my pussy clenched, craving to feel him there too.

With both hands, Loch ripped apart my skintight leggings. My sex was exposed to the warm water, and moments later, Loch’s fingers entered me.

I clawed his body and pushed back onto him, dying to feel every bit of his body.

When my hand wrapped around his cock, Loch’s touch went slack for a moment.

I angled his member between my ass cheeks and grinded against him.

He held my hips in a deadlock against his standing form. And then he lifted me up, as if I weighed no more than a feather, and sank my body on top of his throbbing cock.

I couldn’t contain the ecstasy I felt. Loch’s hand covered my mouth once more as he pounded my body on top of him.

With every thrust, my mind went fuzzier in the blackness.

My body opened around him, inviting him deeper and deeper inside me.

Though Loch demanded that I stay quiet, his moans filled the space. The sounds of his pleasure only turned me on more.

I was in a trance. Cumming was the only thing I could think about. My peak was so close, but I wanted to stay in this moment forever.

There was no way to delay the inevitable with Loch’s cock throbbing inside me, his hand separating my ass as he moved me, his grunts becoming deeper, signaling his climax was near…

The moment I couldn’t take it anymore, he released his grip over my mouth.“Cum, little mouse,” he ordered.

Unearthly screams exited my body as my orgasm shook me to my core.

I felt Loch pulse inside me, his seed spilling out over both of us.

He pushed me down on top of him, his cock still throbbing as my walls tightened around him.

As we gasped for air, he lifted me off of him. I struggled to find my feet again in the water as my breathing became regular again.

I turned to face him, but I only made out his eyes, glowing red in the darkness.

My other senses became heightened as I ran my finger down his naked chest. Electricity pulsed through my veins.

Sex with Lochness rejuvenated me. Strength twitched in every one of my muscles.

I felt...powerful.

Almost bloodthirsty.

As I gazed through the pitch blackness, my hands on my lover, I knew in my heart that the time to save him was now.

ZAYDA

I swigged from the dregs and threw the vodka bottle into the darkness.

It made a dull thump, meaning it landed on grass.

That was a rare sound in Requiem City.

Here, everything was broken glass and concrete.

Except at Xander fuckin’ University.

Where I was wandering in my crushing, drunk depression.

It was true. I didn’t like vodka much.

But it was the first thing I saw at the liquor store, so I reached right for it.

I needed anything to alter my state of mind.

If I was in a dark place after Xythor died, now I was in the goddamn pitch black.

And close to black out, for that matter, after the vodka.

After my conversation with Xander, I’d descended into the depths.

How had I been so fucking ~stupid~ as to trust him?

Tears streamed down my face, and I wiped them away with my wet sleeves.

Xander was evil incarnate.

He didn’t only kill the love of my life. He made ~me~ kill him.

This power I was feeling was Xythor’s. I’d absorbed all of it.

His entire lifeforce.

In the middle of all this insanity, I thought of Maddie.

She had known the truth about Xander all along.

She had a good head on her shoulders.

Unlike me.

I was a fucking idiot.

I lifted a heavy rock and carried it to the door of the laboratory building. I hurled it through the glass doors.

As the shards cascaded down, I felt some tiny sense of justice.

Xander University deserved destruction.

I hurried down the staircase, holding the wall to steady myself.

I was going to take what was mine from Xander and then leave this place forever.

I groaned as I pushed my weight against the door.

I angled around one counter, ready to snag my panacea and run.

I opened the cabinet and dug through to the back.

But there was nothing there.

I sank to the floor.

Xander had known about my project all along.

And as if he hadn’t taken enough, he took that from me too.