Page 10 of Chaos Demons

“And I guess if we keep on with my aspects, well, I’ve never had a cold or a broken bone in my life and I’ve always healed quickly.” She drew in several long, deep breaths. “But… that’s all I can think of. Both of those seem so superficial. I’m looking for who I am at my core. All that inner-most, dark, and messy stuff.”

“Want to hear what I know about you?” I asked.

“Ah… sure?”

“I know you’re a mother.” I paused after saying this, to see if she had a response.

“Well, yeah, of course,” she said, her tone brushing off that fact.

“Don’t you think that’s an integral part of your life, of who you are?”

She was quiet as we walked, then replied, “Yeah. I guess it is. I’m a mother.”

She still didn’t sound convinced.

“You’re also a lover. I don’t just meanmylover. I’m thinking more in the terms of lover as opposed to fighter. You take care of people. You took care of your children, and your uncle when he had dementia. I’m sure part of the appeal for any guy you’ve been with was a sense that you’d take care of them too. You tend to people’s needs,” I said. “I think it’s what makes you such a good bartender. Ah… that’s another thing you are: a server. You are really good at helping others. It probably goes hand in hand with tending to their needs. Does any of that ring true for you?”

She was silent, staring at the ground, and I could only see her silvery hair as she leaned her whole body against me.

“How did you get so wise?” she asked softly.

I laughed. “I’ve been around for a while. You start to get a sense for people after your second or third century among humanity.”

“Right. I… I think a lot of what you’re saying is true.” Oddly she sighed heavily, seeming defeated. “But if so, why couldn’t I see any of that in myself?”

Ah. That’s why she’d been so quiet.

“Introspection isn’t easy for a lot of people. Sometimes it takes an outside perspective to see things. That’s what therapists are for.”

“You’d make an excellent therapist.”

“I’ve already got two careers, I’m good.”

She laughed, light and free, thankfully brightening the moment.

“I think if you use my list ofthings you areas a starting point, you can probably start to see others in your life,” I suggested. “And once you’ve got a long list… well, then I think you’ll have a pretty good picture of who you are and what you want. If not, then maybe try to order them. Which ones do you want to be more of in your life? Which ones are most important to you? Something like that.”

“Yup, sexy and wise, I… you’re amazing Fen, thanks for this. You’ve really helped.”

She stopped suddenly and pulled me toward her. Her arm slipped up behind my neck as her head tilted up and she drew me down to her. Her lips parted almost as soon as we touched, instantly going deep and needful as she pressed her body to mine, letting me know we’d definitely be skipping lunch.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer, her glorious, soft curves pressed against me. Everything about her turned me on: her vivacious spirit and lush body, her soft lips and deep probing tongue, her unique silver hair and eyes, soft skin, and her warm heart.

We were both a little breathless when she drew back. Though she didn’t go far. Her lips brushed mine as she whispered, “I think it’s time you devoured me. Wolfy.”

I couldn’t agree more.

But we were still too far from my apartment in the Bloomberg Tower.

I almost threw caution to the wind and plucked Ana up, so I could leap over the rooftops to get there quicker… but didn’t, and we settled for a cab.

Except our desire had built to such an unbearable degree that by the time I closed the door to my apartment, I couldn’t control myself. With an inhuman grunt, I ripped off my shirt.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” she breathed, her eyes going wide as she took me in.

She stepped in and slid her hands over my chest and shoulders as she pressed herself against me and rose on her toes to whisper in my ear, “I’m not wearing any panties.”

Then she licked my ear and stepped back. For a moment, I lost control and my wolf surged forth with all its bestial desire. I quickly reined it in but not before my cock had torn through my pants, ripping the waistband and sending them to my ankles.

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