Chapter Nine

Family is a strange thing. You think that because you share blood and have lived a life together you know them inside and out. You can recall their smiles no matter how long time has passed or how long it"s been since you"ve seen it. You can remember in detail the stories they once told... you can remember them with fondness.

In the case of my grandmother, that is not true.

Yes, I can recall her smiles as she put my brothers down for not being active in the craft. I can describe in detail how she would tell us how unworthy we were to be a Hound. I can even tell her wicked stories of how we are the shame of the blood in our veins.

The only love she had was for Elsie. I"d take all of the cruelty and hate upon myself rather than to have ever seen Elsie be victimized by our grandmother. I would have killed the old bat myself if she had.

Merelda Hound was a wicked woman so to hear it"s her who seeks to kill the Crows and use us to do it is no surprise at all. Not for me anyway. Only thing shocking is that the bitch is still alive.

Darren left three hours ago after promising to dig deeper into this whole situation and report back in three days. Soon after he left, I suggested my brothers sleep while I take watch. They"re exhausted and have been awake longer than me.

The sisters headed off to their own beds after giving us the guest bedrooms but I had to get outside. I"m not used to the indoors for so long.

In hell, it"s a whole different realm with open fields and space to move about. Sure every blade of grass is dead and the trees look like they"ve been burnt to death but it"s home. It even has its own moon. The realm is in perpetual darkness and for those in damnation there is no light, not even a star but for us guards, it"s what we know.

My mind won"t quiet and my body is restless, I need to move and run.

The moon is full and high, shining it"s blue glow upon the woods surrounding the Crow property. The soft breeze calls to me tenderly like a mother"s soft croon and the frogs of the swamp sing their midnight tune.

Deciding to run the property line, I pull my shirt off and begin to jog in my human form. I know there are no other people near this end of the swamp and no one would see me if I shifted but jogging on two legs is rejuvenating. It reminds me of being the simple man I was before everything changed.

The grass is thick but my speed allows me to cut through it like a blade. The air whooshing in and out of my lungs is damp with the fog that has rolled in but the chill in the air is invigorating. Although, nothing compares to the cool touch of Ronny"s skin.

Black Bird is part of the reason I needed this run. She"s a curious creature. She"s fierce and her strength is a level on its own. Not just physically but the strength of her sisterly bond, her determination to create a new legacy for the Crows and to protect those she deems hers.

She may not realize it but she has claimed me as her own.

When she was in that trance she called out to me. She was trying to reassure me that she was there with me in whatever dungeon Merelda had me in. The tears she wept as she screamed my name told me everything; She is mine as much as I am hers.

I continue my run and just as I reach the edge of the swamp, I hear a flutter of wings above the treetops. Instead of stopping as I had planned, I make a U and begin my jog back towards the house.

I"m not sure if the bird above is friend or foe. Hell, I"m not even sure if it"s an animal or a person and with the day I"ve had, this bird could be anyone.

Just as I emerge from the tree line, the giant crow comes sweeping down to me. Quickly I roll and shift.

The crow lands about fifteen feet away, an inky black mass against the grass. We stare at one another and based on the way my embers heat at the sight of her, I know the crow is Ronny and it looks like she wants to play.

Let"s play. I send it to her mentally, hoping she can hear me.

She shifts into the sensual woman I"ve come to desire more than I thought possible.

"I"ve been dreaming of a good dog fight since the alley way." Lifting her tee shirt, she shows me she"s unarmed though I wouldn"t be worried about that anyway. Even if I were to get wounds, I heal just as quickly.

She drops her shirt and dives in the waist high grass like an Olympic swimmer going for the gold. Not knowing what she"s up to, I move around before running for the place I last saw her. I don"t get more than five feet when a giant black cobra shoots out from the grass and wraps tightly around my body and hind legs.

That"s right, a fucking cobra. She squeezes until I feel like I can"t breathe, so quickly and very lightly, I heat my body using my Hellhound"s embers.

Feeling the burn, Ronny uncoils with a loud hiss but before she can slither away I bite down on her tail and yank her back.

She comes at me for a strike with her large fangs so I let go and dodge the bite but swing my paw, clipping her on the hood of her head.

We back away from one another and she shifts once more, this time becoming a large black panther. How many fucking animals can she shift into?

Her tail flicks with agitation right before she charges.

I stand on my back legs and we both go tumbling through the grass like a couple of boulders down a mountain side.

I land on my back with a heavy breath from my lungs and Ronny takes the advantage by biting down on my neck, sinking her teeth in deeply.

Gotcha. Her voice rings out clearly in my head shocking me. I didn"t think she could reach me telepathically.

I think it shocks her too because we both shift immediately but Ronny doesn"t lift her mouth from my skin.

"If you don"t get up, Black Bird, I"m going to do things you"re not ready for." I honestly don"t know what the hell she can handle but I don"t want to do anything she doesn"t want and my cock is begging for me to handle her without care.

As if I said the opposite, Ronny begins to purr before she sinks her fangs into my neck.

Fuck!

Now, I know lore says that a vampire"s bite is orgasm inducing and perhaps it is but Ronny must have kept that from happening because her bite hurts like a motherfucker. In response to the unexpected pain, I grip her hips and let my Hellhound claws come out and pierce her skin. It only pushes her further.

She throws her right leg over my waist as she pulls blood from me.

Now that she"s sucking on me, a euphoria begins to fill my body and it goes straight to my hardening cock.

"Oh fuck, Ronny." Is all I"m able to get out.

It feels as if I"ve taken ecstasy and the way her pussy grinds against my aching dick feels salacious and carnal. I haven"t been with anyone for months but even if I had just fucked a horde of Nymphs, Ronny would still make me feel like I"ve never had a taste of pussy before.

Needing more, I flip us over and rip my neck from her. In my haste to rip the panties from her body, Her teeth ripped my skin open. I"ll heal quickly but the flare in Ronny"s eyes as my blood drips down my naked chest gives me an idea.

"Take your clothes off, Black Bird." I watch as she quickly does as told and removes her shirt and panties. I stand and rip my jeans down my waist and watch as Ronny licks her bloodied lips at the sight of my cock standing hard and proud.

I reach up to my pec and cut myself deeply from chest to the V at my waist. The cut is deep and my blood flows thickly.

Ronny slowly stands, showing me her lithe body. She"s got long lean legs covered in tattoos and her pussy is completely bare. Her nipples are pierced and her breasts are not very big but not small either, they"re handfuls and perfect for my hands.

Ronny steps into my space and brings her cool body flush to my heated skin. The feeling is magnificent.

I put my hands on her hips and pull her harder against me to relieve the ache in my cock. Ronny wraps her hands around my neck and waits for me to lean down.

I don"t hesitate, instead I do what I"ve only dreamt of; I kiss her.

Her lips mold to mine with simplicity and ease. I slide my tongue in her mouth and taste my blood. It adds to my arousal and the kiss which started out soft and sweet becomes a frenzy. I pull back and slide my mouth against her jaw and down her neck, tasting my blood before dipping the tip of my tongue into the two punctures I left on her neck.

Her moan has me lifting her by the back of her thighs, dropping to my knees, and sitting on my calves.

Just as she lifts up and lines the tip with her slick entrance, I let my fangs come out. As soon as she drops down onto my hard shaft, I sink my teeth into her neck once again. Immediately her pussy clamps down and orgasms.

Looks like my bite is less painful and much more fun.

I pull from her veins and drink in her delectable essence which is so much more potent with the crescendo of her release. Leaning forward, I let her neck go and hike her legs up above my neck. The angle let"s my nine inches of need hit every spot in her cool pussy.

The clash of temperatures is rhapsodies of heaven. The feel of her slick channel folding around my length is unlike anything in all the realms. My eyes roll back as my cock glides in and out of her tight cunt and my balls begin to stiffen with my own release on its way.

As I get to the precipice of my climax I pull her legs down and lift her up by her ass with her back still on the ground.

I slam into her three more times before I"m shooting ropes of cum into her womb with my roar flowing in the breeze. My vision blackens but I blink it away when Ronny"s hair begins to float like she"s submerged in water.

She blinks her eyes open and watches her black and white strands move around her head like some ethereal goddess.

I"m never letting her go and I"ll kill anyone who tries to take her from me.

"I can hear you loud and clear, Drug." Ronny gives me a twisted little smile.

Fuck, now I need to figure out a mental block.