The Darkness in Me

by Diane Nortje

  I move from her arms and start to wash her body. I make slow work of washing her breasts, making sure I wash every inch of them, paying special attention to her nipples and giving each breast a tight squeeze. I watch how she arches into my touch, but before she can get too used to the sensations, I move slowly down her stomach, and slowly wash her in circles.

  I watch her reaction to me, never going to close to her hot center, but close enough to tease her. Her sounds will make any man crazy with need. Good thing she is mine and will only make those sweet sounds for me.

  I continue to move passed her pussy, slowly washing her inner thighs and then slowly moving to her outer thighs, I make my way slowly down her legs, I lift the one, and she bends it on her own will as I continue to wash her until I get to her toes, then I slowly dip her leg back in the water to rinse off the soap. Once the soap is floating in the water, I lift her leg back up and hook it over the bath. I move onto the next leg, washing, rinsing and then I hook that one too over the bath.

  “Jacin.” She whispers out, as my greedy eyes take in her center beneath the water. Her lips are still pink and swollen from what I’d done to her the night before.

  She arches her back once more, pushing out her perfect tits, and I move to grab the one, giving it a tight squeeze. I grab both her hands and hook then around my neck, making sure her fingers interlock with one another.

  “Don’t move them from here.” I whisper into her ear as I lace her fingers behind me.

  “Okay.” She says breathlessly.

  I take the washcloth in hand once move and slowly move down towards her swollen center. I gently start to wash her beneath the water and once I’ve finished, I let go of the cloth and replace it with my fingers.

  I gently search her, running my fingers through her folds, slipping the tips of my fingers inside her, so fucking warm, so fucking tight. Natalie lets a moan of approval escape her beautiful lump lips, that I can’t help myself as I lean over her to slip my tongue inside her mouth and taste her.

  “Do you want to come for me little one?” I ask her as I kiss the side of her mouth.

  She groans her response as I plunge to fingers inside her curling them as I find her sensitive spot.

  “Fuck my fingers little one. Show me how much you want to come.” I say to her as I continue to move my fingers in and out of her hot body.

  “Please Jacin.” She murmurs out as she starts to ride my fingers.

  I feel her pussy starting to clench around my fingers, sucking them deeper into her pussy as she continues to ride my fingers. I feel her body peek and I run my thumb over her swollen nub, and she breaks, coming over my fingers as she continues to ride them. I curl my fingers inside her and flick her nub again, and it sets off another high as I push my magic inside her. She will soon learn what I’m capable of doing to her.

  Once she finally comes down, her eyes coming somewhat into focus, I remove my fingers from her body and bring them to my mouth. The water does little to dilute her taste, and I savor it until I’ve sucked her juices off my fingers. Natalie lets out a small groan as she sees what I’m doing. I lean down to kiss her with her juices still on my tongue, and fuck if I don’t want to plunge my cock into her tight pussy. But I can’t. Later I’ll have my fun with her again.

  “Now up, we have work to do.” I whisper into her ear.

  “What? Are you mad?” She groans out, barely able to move her arms that have become limp around my neck.

  “Don’t ever leave my bed again, little one, this is your only warning, next time I won’t be so kind.” I growl into her ear. “Now up.”

  “Noted, definitely fucking noted.” She says to me as she stands on shaky legs as she is still coming off her high. I give her ass a small smack to get moving. The Fae are waiting for us.

  ~ ~ ~

  ~Natalie~

  “You need to concentrate.” Bishop orders me. We’ve been at this for a few hours, he never lets up, and I’d much rather return to soaking in the tub or other things. Jacin warned me that Bishop will either decide not to talk to me or give me hell for it if he did talk to me. Not that I understood completely, but I’ve heard of them, who hasn’t? The Watchers. Their name alone has the power to strike fear into even the most powerful witches. I avoided any possible encounter with them, I hid, didn’t I? And yet here I am, with the Reader no less and he has the power to enter my mind.

  “Listen here! I’ve told you, she does not work with me, when she comes out, she is out and makes a run for it.” I bark at Bishop.

  “Communicate with her, she is apart of you, you would never have inherited her if you weren’t meant to have her.”

  “Stranger things have happened, Bishop.” I say his name with sarcasm. He really knows how to get on my last nerve.

  “You are afraid of her, don’t be.” He simply states.

  “I’m not afraid, she is sleeping, just let’s leave her like that shall we?”

  “No, awaken her, bring her forward, lets see what we are dealing with.”

  I look over my shoulder, and I find Jacin standing off to the side, watching me closely. My eyes run the length of his body and the monster inside me starts to perk up. At least we can agree on one thing.

  Bishop must notice where my thoughts have drifted off too, because he is barking orders once again at me.

  “Natalie, keep your fucking thoughts too yourself and fucking concentrate. Talk with her, you have limited fucking time to get this right.” Bishop barks at me.

  “Correction, I have all the time in the world too, I don’t see the damn rush.”

  “The Fae are not to be underestimated. They rule that realm, Jacin’s powers will not be at their strongest there, you will need to be able to protect yourself.”

  “You make the Fae out to be some bad ass people.” I say back to Bishop.

  “They are tricky, powerful, and fucking bored.” Weyland pipes up out of nowhere.

  “Bored? What’s that got to do with anything?”

  “They will play games, taunt you, get you to do things you will regret and feed off of it likes it’s a fucking tea party. You need to be prepared.” Weyland says to me.

  “Fine,” I grumble out, “I will try to come to an arrangement with her then.”

  “Why don’t you let me have a chat with her?” Jacin asks me.

  I eye him suspiciously. I don’t know what happened the last time these two had a chat, but it clearly ended up in Jacin’s favor, but what have I got to lose?

  “Fine. Go ahead, you seem to have some sort of hold on her.”

  Jacin just smiles his panty dropping smile at me. He seems to be in one good mood since last night.

  “Let her come forward Natalie, don’t be afraid, she will not get out of hand while I’m here.”

  I calm myself, I need to believe that if she behaved once Jacin got hold of her, then she will behave again in his presence.

  I go deep within myself again and find her slumbering still. I start to second guess the idea of awakening her but then she starts to stir, feeling my presence. She starts to awaken, her completely white eyes taking me in, I’ve never really disturbed her unless it’s a dire situation.

  “There is someone that wants to speak with you.” I say out to the Ancient Enchantress that lives within me.

  She perks up at my statement, she seems giddy about it. I’ve never seen her giddy about anything other than killing.

  “My mate?” She asks me.

  “If that is what you call him, then yes, your mate.”

  “Our mate.” She corrects me.

  I watch her come closer, to take hold once more of me, but she stops short and sniffs the air. She assesses me, I feel like she is searching my soul for answers.

  “Mated?” She asks me.

  “Yes, I slept with him.” I simply answer her.

  “He claimed us?” She asks me, to which I’m not sure what she is asking.

  “I don’t know.” I simply state.

  “Yes. Y
es, we are claimed.” She sounds giddy once again.

  She smiles at me, for the first time ever, she gives me a genuine smile. Like she is happy maybe or even proud of me.

  “Take what you need from me.” I say to her, wanting to take a step back and allowing her control.

  “No! Watch, learn.” She murmurs back to me.

  The sensation is odd when she comes forth, its not like the other times she has done this too me. She is sharing, allowing me to see what she sees. Her eyesight is different, sharper, more refined. Where I could only feel the magic in the air, she can see the magic moving around her. Everything that surrounds us are different colors to what they normally are, and I realize that it’s the different types of magic that is emitted from different sources.

  She looks to Jacin, and I feel the heat rise in my body and start too pool once more at my legs. She is so not doing this now while everyone is around us.

  “Mate.” She giggles out to Jacin, who just smirks back at her.

  “My mate.” Jacin says back, confirming to her what she is. I feel the happiness swell inside her.

  “I’ve waited a long time for you, Mate.”

  “And I you, little one.” Jacin replies to me, and she lets out a funny giggle. Did that just come from me?

  What are they talking about, waiting along time for each other, gosh its only been a couple of weeks? If you not counting the couple of years that he was looking for me to end my life.

  “What is it you need, Mate?” She asks him.

  “I need you to get along, to work with one another. We are going to the Fae, she needs to be protected if I’m not there to do so.”

  “You need not worry about the Fae, Mate, they will not harm her.” She replies.

  “How can you be so sure?” Jacin asks her, surprised she is not worried about the Fae like she should be.

  “She is what she is, I am what I am. We have pasts, like everyone else.”

  “What does that supposed to mean?”

  She giggles again at the rise in Jacin’s voice. “I will work with her, do not fear mate. She and I are protected.”

  I feel her retreat back into her slumber, allowing me passage back to control with ease. Why is she being so dam compliant? And why couldn’t she have been like this before? I come too once again, and I feel the residual magic in the air. Is that my power?

  “You heard?” Jacin asks me. Clearly, he knows it’s me back in control.

  “Yes, I did. What’s with all the mate stuff?” I ask him.

  “You told me last night you didn’t care.” Jacin says to me, which earns a few giggles from the men in the background.

  I eye him suspiciously, he never has made jokes before. Clearly, he just needed to be laid, loosen up a bit. “Whatever, Mate.” I reply to him, which gains a few more giggle from the men behind us.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  “You let me dream.” - Jacin

  ~Natalie~

  I watch as the portal Jacin conjured out of nowhere starts to form, and I feel the pull of his magic towards it. Where normal witches would have to use a lot of their power and strength to do so, Jacin just simply waved his wrist and a portal appeared out of thin air.

  I look to him again, and I still can’t make out what he is. He knew what I was fairly early, but I still haven’t gotten any clues as to what he is.

  “What are you?” I ask him before I could stop myself.

  “Not now little one.” Jacin answers me.

  “Don’t you think I’ve earned your trust by now.”

  “You have my trust little one, but not now, it’s better for now if you are protected.”

  “I thought we established that I can take care of myself.”

  “I won’t take the chance.” Jacin says to me while taking my hand in his. “Are you ready?” He asks me.

  I nod my head and before I know it, the portal is pulling me towards it and then nothing, until we appear on the other side of it. I thought it would feel a bit different than that, at least have some sort of aftermath feelings, but nothing.

  Jacin looks down at me, clearly waiting for something to happen, but I just keep his stare. I’m tougher than I look I think to myself. But before I come out with a clever retort to Jacin, he drops my hand and takes a wide step away from me.

  I can’t help the motion that rocks through my body and I turn to dry heave whatever the contents of my stomach are. I stand there bent over, dry heaving the hell out of my stomach, making the most unnatural, most un-lady like sounds imaginable. After a few more heaves and thankfully nothing comes out after the fourth heave and I turn to glare at Jacin.

  “Thanks for the warning.” I bite at him.

  “Everyone reacts differently for the first couple of times to portalling, I just wasn’t sure how many times you have done it.”

  “You could have just asked.”

  “I could of.” Jacin simply states and shrugs.

  The next moment, I’m surrounded by the five men that never leave my side and then Weyland soon follows, closing the portal behind him.

  Once the portal is closed, its reveals a massive castle. Like an honest to god old medieval castle, equipped with a moat, drawbridge, even surrounded by fire torches that run the lengths of the castle walls. The stone walls have ivy and moss growing up them and slowly curling into the holes of the walls, which I’m assuming is supposed to be windows, without any glass in them.

  When I try to look up, I can’t see the ending of the towers as they go on for what seems forever, continuing into the clouds or into the treelines that run the property of the castle.

  I remember staying in a castle type thing before, at least it was warmer than what this one seems to be, but once I was had recovered, I left before I could do exploring, but hopefully this time I will be able to explore this one, now that I’m here.

  The guard from the side of the moat we are on approaches us carefully, assessing the danger that is clearly staring him in the eye.

  “State your business.” The guard tries his best tough guy voice, which he fails at miserably.

  “We are here to see the Princes, we have an appointment.” Jacin says to the guard.

  “And you are?” The guard says to us, continuing with his pretend tough guy voice.

  “Jacin-.” Jacin pauses and looks down at me. “Jacin Lawson.” He continues to say once he looks away from me.

  I watch how the guard seems to process this information and pales slightly at the information he receives. How much of a bad ass is Jacin to have people paling at his name alone?

  “Right this way.” The guard battles to get out. Poor guy. I kind of feel bad for him right now, but I just don’t know how bad I should be feeling.

  We make it over the drawbridge, which was kind of awesome. As I’m pretty sure I saw mermaids swimming in the water below us, but Jacin has less enthusiasm than I did about it. Once inside the castle walls, we are led through the castle for a short distance, and I can’t look around fast enough to take it all in and with Jacin marching ahead like he means business, I have little time to sight see.

  The Fae that must live inside the castle or maybe they are milling about, doing whatever it is that the Fae do, are eyeing us carefully and some start to follow us as they start to recognise Jacin, which sends a soft murmur down the corridor. Clearly Jacin’s visits are few and far between.

  Once we make it through the castle, we enter into the what I’m guessing is the throne room.

  “Please wait here, I will alert the Princes to your presence.” The guard says to us. Who seems calmer now that he is surrounded by more Fae and walks off in the direction of the crowd of Fae who are all giggling and talking loudly to one another.

  I take the moments break to take in my surroundings, which reminds me of a forest, bark lines the walls of the castle, which I assumed would be stone, but instead its bark, with some branches poking out from the walls as if a new tree is about to sprout. I snap my neck up to the roof, which is
made up of crisscrossing vines and small faerie lights glowing from between the vines.

  I look to the floor, and the carpet is actually a carpet of moss, which covers the entire hall. Everywhere I look, I try to understand what I’m seeing. This can’t be right? Can it. Did I hop into a parallel universe, because this seriously cannot be happening right now?

  “Um Jacin.” I say to Jacin, he has got to know.

  “Natalie, don’t talk, try not draw attention to yourself. These men fuck whatever moves, and there are a lot more of them than me, so please, try stay as invisible as possible.” He murmurs out to me. “And another thing, don’t leave the circle, its protected. They can’t do life threatening damage.”

  “What circle?” I ask Jacin and look down to see a scorched circle drawn around us. When the hell did that happen.

  “Just don’t leave it.” Jacin says to me once he notices me taking in the circle.

  “Okay I won’t, but Jacin there’s no-.” I’m cut off when the guard interrupts me.

  “The Princes will see you now.” He says before bowing and leaving us to it.

  I look towards where the crowd has parted to allow the Fae Princes space from their thrones. My heart stops beating for a few seconds, before it starts going into hyperdrive. The two Princes that are perched on their thrones, take us all in slowly. Their long hair hangs down their shoulders, both wearing what I assume is a crown, but, where one princes hair is red, the others is green, but they both have the same ocean blue eyes, which take in everything.

  I watch as their eyes move slowly over each one of us, except when their eyes meet mine. They pause and look away from me to look at each other. What could possibly be going through their minds, I have no idea, but I suppose we are about to find out.

  I watch as they both move together, and rise off their thrones they were lounging on, and make their way down the steps to us where we were left by the guard. The way they move is unlike normal men, and certainly not like Jacin, although the way they move has grace, power and authority, its unearthly all the same.

  “Jacin.” The first prince with red hair says to Jacin, ignoring the rest of us in the group. “To what do we owe this unexpected pleasure of your company.”