Howl of the Heavens ch.22

    Samantha is awakened from her sleep by a cold breeze brushing against her smooth naked skin, sending shivers all over her body and stiff nipples.

 

     She gets up and wanders, “Where did my blanket go? And how did the window open?”

 

     She gets up wrapping a warm robe around her cold supple body sending a strangely erotic sensation of pleasure over her skin. She closes the window and turns around with a start which causes her to lose hold of her robe and drop it; for before her stands a beautiful naked woman with pale white skin and long wavy grey hair, and the most beautiful and perfect breasts Samantha had ever seen.

 

    She stops her self and thinks, “Wait a minute I don’t stare at women’s breasts and besides who is this person in my room?”

 

    Samantha is about to say something when she sees the woman’s dark blue eyes and seductive smile and finds her self unable to speak. The woman walks up to Samantha with all the grace of a cat coming so close that the taller woman’s nipples brush just above Samantha’s own causing her to blush as this beautiful intruder speaks, “Samantha York, I am Versa, we have seen each other before now, except then I was hibernating”

 

     Samantha can’t believe what she is hearing as the woman talks. Samantha begins to doubt the woman “Versa”, however her eyes start to glow and her pupils become oval shaped for a moment, and she raises her hand whose nails turned black and extended into claws and then change back again.

 

     Versa says to Samantha as she places her hand on the human woman’s left shoulder and leans in close to her right ear, “We can hear your thoughts my dear, I take it I have proven my self my little cutey.”

 

    Versa places her other hand on Samantha’s other shoulder then rubs it down her arm and off around the small of her back and her thigh. With her hand on the small of Samantha’s back she pulls her in closer and says while brushing Samantha’s hair with her other hand, “Out of all the people who have been chasing us you’re the only one who has done so out of pure curiosity and not to harm us. Because of that you will not suffer. But you must be made to learn that we need secrecy. Also my cutey ever since you were in my cave just standing their watching me sleep I could sense great potential in you, I think perhaps I know the perfect way to educate you my dear.”

 

    Samantha watches and blushes as Versa leans in as though to kiss and takes Samantha’s  lower lip in her mouth and gently bites down drawing a small drop of blood. She leans back and bites her own lip producing a drop of shining blood. Versa then leans in and passionately kisses Samantha massaging her tongue with her slightly rough cat like tongue which was more pleasurable to Samantha than any tongue she had ever felt before. Versa grinded together their wounds mixing their blood, starting a miraculous event with in Samantha’s body as Versa’s blood cells merged with Samantha’s own and spread like phantoms changing each and every cell they encountered causing each in turn to do the same.

 

    Versa stops the kiss with Samantha standing their with her lips open as though anticipating more. Versa holds her close once more. While petting Samantha’s hair like some cherished pet Versa whispers, “You are now mine my dear, like a daughter in a sense or maybe in the future a lover, you shall now have my protection and my gift, but for now you will not have my generosity.”

 

      Versa walks over to the window and opens it, then turns back and says, “We shall meet again my dear, but for now take care.”

 

     With that Versa leapt out the window and vanished into thin air leaving Samantha to stand in her room wandering if what had just happened had actually happened or was a dream. A sudden cold breeze from the again open window convinces her she is awake. She gets this odd feeling that something is about to happen as she looks out at the storm as she closes the window.

 

    She turns around and says to herself as a strange feeling appears in the back of her mind, “Something tells me its time I got out of here and now.”

 

     In the forest Versa has returned to her full fourteen foot form, and heads back to her den where Rhuen and her children Rish and Riska are waiting for her.

 

    “My dear,” says Rhuen, “it seems our human aggravants have all gone into the church above that gas station.”

 

    “Perhaps then we should go see what they are up to,” says Versa, “it may prove interesting and helpful in teaching the young ones.”

 

    Rhuen smiles an agreement and they both head out with Rish and Riska eagerly following behind.