Hunted (BurningWillows & BloodMoon)

[BloodMoon]

Eli’s lips pressed to Nya’s forehead while she leaned on him. Wrapping his arms around her he smiled gently down at her.

“I love you too my little Pandora.” His voice was silky soft, while he hugged her rather cool body to his. Sliding his arm under her leg and repositioning his arm around her back he gently picked her up. While by now he could sense the poison having weaned its way out of her system, he was a sucker for the moment she wanted any of his attention.

“Shhhhh. You at least got two of them.” He grinned. “You still have some training to do, but we’ll worry about that later.”

 

[BurningWillows]

Nya lapped up the attention, sinking her head onto his shoulder as he carried her. There was no annoyance in his voice, to her relief, mostly just amusement. Obviously he had found her failing funny rather than annoying.

"More training?" she groaned, looking up at him.

Although the prospect of a spending a day with her father out in the field training wasn't the worst thing. Not that she missed the long days standing out under the hot sun taking blows from her father while he ordered her about. But if she wanted to take this contract she needed to convince him she could handle it, and losing that fight wasn't a step in getting him to say yes.

 

[BloodMoon]

Eli’s eyes looked down at her with a raised brow while inspecting her face.

“I thought you were still recovering?” He chuckled. “Yes Little Pandora. Much more training. At some point you’ll be ready for the open world but you’re not just yet.”

His stride was smooth and rather slow for his usual walk, fully well knowing that the moment he was in the door Nolan would want his attention. While his younger child had often demanded his being there, the man couldn’t help feeling bad that his daughter – the pride and joy created from his very loins – lacked attention from him when she had clearly needed and loved it growing up. The man’s lips pressed to her hair again.

“There is nothing wrong with more training. It just means your brother can spend more time with your mother, not that he’s complaining, while I can spend more time with you. We’ve been lacking that time for a couple years now, and I can see that that’s affecting you when it comes down to your fighting. Unless you don’t want to spend time with your dad and work on becoming the best to beat.” He grinned with a teasing tone to his otherwise deep and gravelly tone. “And don’t think we won’t be having a word about your hair later.” He added.

 

[BurningWillows]

She couldn't deny it be nice to spend time. But then again, from what it sounded, the idea of getting her first contract was far off in his mind. Convincing him of letting her take on one so soon was not going to happen.

"Mom said I could," she tattled.

As they approached the borderline of their home he set her down, letting her walk the rest of the way. They got halfway through the field when the back door opened and Nolan whooshed out like a bullet, aiming for their father. Nya stepped out of the way, picking up her pace to meet her mother in a hug.

"Hey mom," she breathed, hugging the slightly shorter woman.

Nya had been graced with her father's height, unlike Dakota with hers. Nolan was expected to be even taller than her, possibly her father's height at 6'7. Where Dakota was only 5'4, a good deal shorter than the men in her house, Nakaylia stood at 6'0, a good six inches taller than her mother and seven inches shorter than her father. Her gorgeous long legs were both toned and tatted, and one of her best features, aside from her curves. The only disadvantage to her height was finding men who weren't shorter than her, and hugging her mother.

"You really need to stop wearing heels," Reyn laughed, "My daughter shouldn't be looming over me every time I get a hug."

"Blame dad," Nya laughed, "I'm going in for a snack."

"Cookies are on the counter."

"Thanks mum!"

~~

The rest of the day past uneventfully, except for the long talk about her new purple hair. While her mom thought it looked great, her father couldn't understand why she didn't like her beautiful blonde locks.

"It's a girl thing," Reyn chirped back, standing up for Nya, "We like to change our hair."

The conversation wasn't necessarily resolved as much as it got put away to be revisited later. The next morning Nya was up at the crack of dawn, dragging on a pair of leopard spandex capris and a a matching sports bra as she yawned. Pulling out her old pair of neon pink running shoes, she slipped downstairs for a quick breakfast of cereal and coffee before slipping out the front door. During weekdays when she was home she ran every morning, able to do up to five kilometers now. Some mornings her father or Colton would join her, but she always got a head start. Today she wanted to push it to six kilometers before they started training, following her own beaten path through the trees that she ran on each day.

 

[BloodMoon]

His limbs stretched further, pressing his stream line body further. His breath came out easy while he bolted throughout the trees, his large wolfish body faster than it possibly should be. How long had it been that he’d been running now? He couldn’t fathom that the two hours that he’d been simply moving throughout the forest had passed by with each crunch of a leaf. The only thing that had any indication was the slight sweat that broke over his fit wolfish body, making his fur along his lower body start to stick together.

But with losing that time, he’d also lost the recognition to the scent he over passed for a sheer second that forewarned a passing body all before he collided with something that was a mixture of hard muscles and soft insides.

 

[BurningWillows]

At the first rays of dawn Reyn woke, turning over with a groan. Last night they'd all stayed up late, Nolan pulling out clue after dinner. A five year old wouldn't normally be showing his father up on a murder mystery puzzle game, and yet he did -three times. It had been wonderful to spend the night just the four of them, and she had seen it reflected in Elijah's face. For all the grief and sleepless nights, it was family time like that that made it all worthwhile.

By the time they had gotten Nolan to bed it had been close to midnight, and Nya promptly gone to bed herself. The two parents had been too exhausted to do much more than crawl into their own king sized bed and fall asleep. Now, only six hours later she was waking up, annoyed that the sun had interupted her slumber.

Yet the house was quiet. Their daughter would be up by now, possibly downstairs eating before her morning run. Elijah normally woke by eight, and almost always Nolan was up by seven, making sure his mother was up to.

I have an hour before he wakes, she thought, staring at the ceiling, I could try to sleep, or get in a nice long shower, or...

She sat up, sliding out of the covers and to their walk in closest. Stripping down, she rummaged for what she was looking for, pulling on a matching set of silky white lingerie with black lace trimming. Then she found an old grey button up shirt of his that sat loosely on her shoulders, dressing in that over the lingerie. Sneaking back into the room, she bounced onto the bed, waking him up instantly as her hand slapped over his mouth keeping him silent. Straddling him over the covers, she pinned his hips down with hers, wiggling into place. She nodded at the door with a grin, motioning that Nolan was still asleep.

Winking at him, she popped open the shirt with a rip of her hands, the buttons popping as she revealed the sexy lingerie he had bought her a year back on her birthday.

 

[BurningWillows]

She heard the creak of a bed and knew one of her parents were waking as she finished her breakfast and slipped out the house. Her shoes slapped the well worn dirt floor as she started running, enjoying the quiet morning.

Suddenly something slammed into her and they fell in a tangle of legs and arms, Nya swearing. She ended up on the bottom, pinned down by a rather large wolf.

"Seriously Colton?!" she snapped, trying to shove him off, "I know your pissy about yesterday, but tackling me is a little childish, don't ya think? I did what i had to, you wouldn't get off and you were groping me!"

Her cheeks flushed at the thought of it again and she shoved at him harder. She wasn't at the strength of her father yet, although she'd noticed over the years she had been growing stronger, easily outmatching humans now. Colton's bulk and his own strength still outweighed hers, but that could always change one day. Just not today.

"Please get off," she sighed, pushing at his soft fur.

 

[BloodMoon]

The second the bed lifted on her part of the bed, he was aware of the room while his body continued to slumber. The room going quiet for several minutes while his wife wandered to choose one of her lovely outfits for the day, allowing him to ease until a body flew on top of him, filling his nose with the lovely scent he could indulge himself every moment of the day.

Her hand flew to his mouth while his eyes opened to sparkle mischievously up towards her wiggling form. Nolan was still asleep, finally allowing them some time. Without missing as much as a beat, he flipped Reyn over to grind his hips against hers, allowing the blanket between them to tease her whilst his lips moved to her stomach, fluttering up her beautiful skin. The man’s hips grinded harder against hers, allowing to stifle a groan while his lips slowly made their way up to her neck. Suckling with an unfed hunger, hands stroked up her sides and maneuvered behind her to unfasten the lovely lingerie he’d happily picked out for her with a fully understanding of what his wife liked and hadn’t.

 

[BurningWillows]

He tossed her over, his hot mouth pressing to the warm skin of her stomach, making it tingle. As he trailed his way up her body his hips pressed into hers, teasing the both of them through the blanket. Her hands glided down his back then back up, feeling the tough muscles as they moved and bunched. Even through the blanket she could feel his erection, pressing against her pelvis.

Tilting her head up she gave him access to her neck, his teeth pleasing her skin. Her hips bucked up to meet his, telling him how badly she wanted him. It had been a damn week since she had gotten more than a little foreplay and she was craving this more than he was, every atom that was her screaming for him to fill that need, to pleasure her.

"Elijah," she breathed so softly only his ears could hear it.

 

[BloodMoon]

Their falling tangle left the wolf started, his frame of mind one with nature versus his well taught human train of thought. Without much of a thought, his teeth lashed out to crunch at the air above the creatures face, the scent pouring in through his nose only moments after. With the sudden recognition the wolf bounced off, his large silvery blue eyes that held only bits of his humanity while his inner being gave into the beast that his true self. His growl pierced the shuddering air around him before his body turned to run down the path that he personally knew all too well throughout the forest.

 

[BurningWillows]

"Ass!" she yelled after him, watching him disappear.

After a minute she got up and started running again, brushing the encounter off. Never let something distract you. Always stay aware.

 

[BloodMoon]

Eli’s hips grinded deeper against him, forcing him to keep a moan buried within his broad shuddering chest. His muscles shuddered at her well needed touch, making his kiss’s more forceful while he still tried to hold himself back. The mans hands shook ever so slightly, the anticipation rocking him until her words pushed him on. Without so much as another breath the man ripped the blanket away all while ripping her panties off and removing his boxers with one pull of his hand. Eli’s lips quickly traveled up her neck, leaving beautiful little red marks before his mouth found hers. With that, he allowed a hand to travel down her, pressing and playing with her clit for a moment before he buried his quivering member deep into her warmth. His teeth pulled at her bottom lip before his tongue slid into her mouth, playing with her while he smothered the moans that threatened to escape his mouth.

 

[BloodMoon]

Minus the encounter with his child hood friend, Colton’s body mended with the forest, becoming one with the tree’s and the ground around him. His ears flickered all around him to listen to the sounds that came from not just the sway of the trees but the creatures around him. While the path grew on the forest seemed to become more wild, vines dipping down while the brush thickened. Even from a wolve’s perspective it seemed odd, having been fairly clear only the day before that. He pressed forward through the leaves, a heart beat pulling him forward. The sound of pounding blood, of the sheer life that moved through a living creature quickening his pace. One moved into two, two moved into three before the whole sound of a heard came into ear shot, several miles away still.

He pressed onwards.

The branches thickening caught at his thick black, brown and grey fur. But then they got closer and that only drew him forward. Finally getting close enough, the wolf lowered himself while stalking forward to nudge his large head through the brush. With one look he leapt forward, his large talons sinking into the flesh of a rather large and mutated deer. The creature screamed and its heard moved forward while it was thrown off of it’s own hooves by Coltons sheer mass, allowing the wolf’s teeth to sink into its throat. Blood spurted over his beautiful fine fur and allowed him only a taste before he could sink his large and wild teeth into its hot flesh that battered around for only moments before the creatures very essence withered under his wild paws.

 

[BurningWillows]

Reyn arched her back, swayed by his touch. It took everything in her not to moan as he teased her, the blanket ripping away. Her breath whooshed out in one go as he filled her, pressing deep inside her with one thrust. His teeth pulled at her lip and a groan escaped before his lips smothered hers, his tongue invading her mouth. Her hips rocked to meet his, desperate for him as her nails dug into his back, leaving marks as she ran them up to his shoulders.

 

[BloodMoon]

Eli couldn’t help the grin that pulled at his lips, a deep moan between their lips whilst she moved against him. His muscles flexed and moved to her touch, silently calling for her to dig her nails deeper into him. His hips rocked both faster and deeper, pleasuring region’s he’d been dreaming of for what had felt like ages when reality was it was… A week? He couldn’t quite recall that. While one hand continued to work her warm pinkness that perked up to his very being. His other hand moved up to her breast, pampering the beautiful skin and the nipple that hardened at his very touch. His hips rocked even faster, while his lips became more starved and desperate even with time dwindling by the second.

 

[BurningWillows]

She swallowed another moan, her climax rising higher and higher. Her nails dug, reaching the top of his shoulders. Just like that she rolled him, never breaking contact as Eli's back hit the bed and Reyn took control. Sitting up, she leaned back slightly, pushing him even deeper. Now he could take her in with not just his body but with his eyes, watching her bounce hard and fast on him, biting her lip to keep the moans inside. Her baby blue eyes sparkled wild as they caught his lingering stare, his hips helping her bounce, grinding her hips into his every time she came down.

"Fuck Eli," she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut as she shuddered in pleasure, his fingers finding all the right spots, "I missed you handsome."

 

[BloodMoon]

Eli pursed his lip while a deep moan rolled through his chest in a rather quiet manner, the feeling of her taking control sheer ecstasy. His eyes rolled over her glorious body, his hands rolling over her hips while he guided her to rock against him when she pushed down. His eyes looked up at her, his already hardened member stiffening further if that could even be possible. His hips moved with her and a gently growl rumbled within his chest.

“My goddess. How I need you.” He groaned, trying to be as quiet as possible while every movement of her body raked sheer bliss through his body.

 

[BurningWillows]

Dakota woke with a smile, her dreams full of sapphire eyes and devilishly handsome grins. Since she'd said goodbye her mind had been stuck on Grayson. Maybe it was the fact she'd never kissed a man, or that someone so handsome was interested in her.

With a stretch and a yawn she crawled out of bed, ready to start the day. Jay had promised a tracking lesson today for her, something she was rather interested in as of late.

 

[BurningWillows]

His words encouraged her to rock faster, pleasing him the best way she could. Her fingers splayed out on his stomach for balance, nails digging into his flesh only hard enough to arouse him further.

Then she heard it. The tiniest cough down the hall, signalling the upcoming end to their alone time. She could see he heard it too but she wanted to pretend Nolan wasn't awake, just for a few more minutes. They both needed this release, except Elijah wasn't one who could climax on demand. However, Nereyda never needed to demand, she knew every inch of her sex god, and how to make him cum a thousand different ways.

Grinding harder into his hips, she pulled her arms up and racked two hands through her hair before smiling down at him beautifully. Cocking her head she let him guide her a few thrusts before abruptly getting off, grinning evilly.

"Catch me," she whispered, jumping off the bed.

Eli loved the chase as much as the reward. Dancing around the bed, she was careful to tiptoe, aiming for the walk in closet. If he knew her like she knew he did, he'd toss her against a wall and devour her, her second favorite position with him.

 

[BloodMoon]

His body stood rather nonchalantly at the back door, one hand in his back pocket while the other pulled the half smoked cigarette from his mouth. Smoke billowed from his nostrils while his body faced the forest. His hand moved up to scratch at his chest, the dirty white muscle shirt moving with his thumb as he scratched for a moment before pulling it up to his hips for another drag. His ears twitched with the movement in the house, fully well knowing Dakota would be out soon and there would go the expensive habit he’d grown to need.

 

[BurningWillows]

Dakota dressed in a loose pair of cotton shorts and a black tank top, bouncing down the stairs.

"Uncle Jaaaaaaaaaaay!" he sang, smelling cigarette smoke before her feet the main landing.

She turned left towards the back door and spotted him, grinning as she skipped up to him.

"Those are awful Uncle Jay," she grimaced, crossing her arms, "Why do you even smoke?"

 

[BloodMoon]

Eli resisted the urge to growl at his sons awakening. But Reyn had picked up on that, and had obviously not given up on him yet. His body quickly followed her into the closet. She played the game well – leading him seductively across the long lavish room before she entitled him to throw her into a wall. To give him the finest thing he could ever possibly dream of to chase. While she may have been his every day, he could appreciate her every day like it was only their first.

Once they hit the doors into the room sized closet, with his and hers sides, he grabbed her and forced her around the granite topped island and pushed her into the wall behind her. His lips found her neck while he propped her beautiful body up around him, his member forcing its way into her heavenly walls. His muscles quivered and a moan left his mouth while traveling down her skin, allowing himself to engorge himself with her breasts while pinning her hands above her head.

 

[BloodMoon]

The man cringed towards the words he’d heard on a daily basis. How many times had she come singing own the stairs now? All while he was mid smoke – a habit he had picked up partially because of guys club with Eli and Xael, but mainly because of the stress of the kids. The man placed the small cancer stick between his lips while his hand moved to slide through his short and dark brown hair, scratching at his scalp ever so slightly. The small white stick bobbed between his lips as he took drags from it still between his lips, before pulling it away and releasing the thick smoke through his nose again.

“Because I’m a god-awful roll model. And that’s why don’t smoke kid.” His deep throaty voice remarked, the sound slightly aged from the stress over the years. “But you didn’t come down here to lecture you’re Uncle on smoking did you?”

 

[BurningWillows]

Her back hit the wall hard, forcing a moan out of her that was quickly smothered by his lips. He held her pinned, forcing himself into her without much complaint on her part. As he engorged himself of her, Reyn let herself soak every second in, knowing there was a ticking time bomb awaiting them. But she needed this, god did she ever need this.

This kind of time was far and few in between lately. Between Nya's training and raising little Nolan, the two truly went sometimes more than a week or two without sex, at least with each other. Eli had the fortunate advantage to contracts, able to visit and inn in his downtime. Reyn was practically super glued to the house, rarely able to get a moment alone without her children nagging her. It wore on her daily, but she didn't complain. She was blessed to have all three of them, and Reyn knew that.

Her brain shifted between these thoughts and utter ecstasy, his thrusts quickly pushing her to a climax, as she bit down a soft cry. Eyes rolled back in pure pleasure, her lips falling open as she breathed raggedly, soaking up hi essence.

"I love you," she sighed, tilting her head towards his, hoping that he could find the same release she was before their time ran out.

 

[BurningWillows]

Dakota grinned, "Did you forget? You promised a lesson today Uncle Jay. Please don't say your cancelling. I've been looking forward to it all week. I got all my chores done yesterday too."