Chapter Fifteen

The pack had gathered around the clearing in the woods. Louise stood on one side, I stood on the other. My team's attitudes were a mixture between shock and disbelief. I watched Stefan's face, which was a stoic mask. I knew pack law well enough that weapons were not allowed, so I took the time to strip them from my body. I started by removing my shirt and as soon as my skin showed the whispers started. The tattoos were visible to the naked eye along with every scar. My team stepped forward to take my things from me to hold them. When I was in nothing but my sports bra and undies I turned to face Louise who was removing the last of her clothing proudly. I had a little bit more tact than that but she sent a challenging smirk my way. I looked up at Stefan who was standing above us on a rock symbolizing the leadership and power he held. He gave the subtlest of nods that I should not remove the rest of my clothes. Apparently, he didn't like the unmated males seeing me this bare as it was.

"A challenge has been made to Jezebel's right to the position as Alpha Female," Stefan began. "As pack law is binding to all, Louise has made the challenge and Jezebel has accepted. Any position that is challenged of a ranking wolf is a fight to the death, if Louise is to be Alpha female, she will have to kill my mate." Stefan said grimly. He didn't look at me, but he glared at Louise. "Since the challenge has been made by Louise, she may withdraw it now or continue." He waited a moment and Louise looked down at her nails nonchalantly and quite disrespectfully. "Very well, all challenges are fought in wolf form. Jezebel, Louise once you have both shifted the challenge will have begun."

Louise smirked and I watched her shift. It took her a few minutes to complete the shift and she got up and shook, obviously very proud of herself. Given, most wolves it took longer than her, but then again she had never trained the way I had. All eyes were on me as I began to run at her. There were yells of ‘she's not in wolf form!' and ‘that's cheating' until I shifted in the blink of an eye and barreled into her knocking her to the ground quickly exposing her belly. I grabbed her neck in my strong jaws and my wolf snarled as we threw her so hard her spine snapped and I felt her wolf and her die. She landed in a heap at the base of the rock Stefan stood upon. I took a moment to catch my breath and a howl burst through me. It was a melancholy sound that mourned for having to kill a pack member, but there was an undertone of triumph as well.

I walked toward my team with my head hung low. I hated to have to kill someone like that, but she was old enough to understand the consequences of what she had chosen. I could hear the murmurs of voices behind me as my team followed me to the nearest tree and guarded me as I shifted back as quickly as I had shifted before and put back on my clothes. I had been smart enough to hand Jason an extra change of undergarments when I left the pack house, so I tried to take a small amount of comfort in the fact I didn't have to go commando. When I emerged from the trees, the pack parted for me and bowed their heads respectfully. I could smell their fear, and I felt my eyes well up with tears. I did not want to lead this way. When I reached the top of the rock where Stefan stood with his hand out, I did not take it.

I walked up to the edge where waiting and expectant eyes watched me; I knew they expected a speech from an alpha who would demand their submission.

"Forgive me," I began, and puzzled faces began to form, "I have not been a great alpha from the beginning, when I first came here, I was young, self-centered and that was my biggest weakness. I was not strong for you the way I should have been. Now, I am here, planning on staying and being your alpha female and the only thing you have seen from me is a cold, detached, killer. If the only respect I will ever earn from you is respect from fear, I cannot be your alpha." I said as tears started to fall down my cheeks. I turned to Stefan and kissed him. I did not say goodbye, because I knew he would beg me to stay.

I jumped down from the rock and landed silently on the balls of my feet. I made my way to the now human corpse of Louise. I knelt down next to her and adjusted her so she wasn't so exposed. When I touched her skin a familiar power surged in me. My wolf's power rushed to the surface and grabbed onto the light that was barely flickering within her and lit it on fire. The scent of earth and my pack surrounded me as my wolf spoke bringing the pack down to its knees. The power caused them to shift around me and as each one did, Louise's spirit grew stronger. The energy circled around the pack and I reached out to harness it and bring it into Louise. The second she started to breathe I was slung backward. I didn't pass out this time, I think I controlled it better, but I didn't just heal her, I brought her back from the dead.

I felt Stefan's arms around me as he picked me up from the ground where I had landed. What I assumed to be Louise's family encircled her as they nudged her with wolf noses until she stood up covering herself and began walking to the pack doctor. The pack looked at me in shock, but there was something else I couldn't quite catch.

A young girl emerged from the crowd who looked to be a smaller version of Louise with the same color fur

She licked my hand shyly and bowed her head and showed her neck respectfully with a smile in her eyes.

"You're welcome," I smiled back as she scurried away, following what I assumed to be her sister and the rest of her family.

Stefan stood up and picked me up with him, he put me on my feet but kept a firm grip on my waist as he pulled me against his body.

"Disperse," Stefan said calmly and the pack obeyed, going their separate ways to various places.

"Don't leave." He commanded solemnly. He looked down at me and I saw the desperation in his eyes.

"Why shouldn't I?" I asked dropping my gaze to the ground.

"Because I love you, and they will get to know you in time, it isn't going to be perfect Jezzy, but we could be happy." Stefan promised and took my face in his hands and kissed me earnestly. I melted into him and felt the last bitter thought of leaving slip away as the walls I worked so relentlessly to build opened up for Stefan.

"I love you too," I admitted.

"Let's go back to our room," Stefan growled.

"We have a meeting in five minutes," I reminded.

Stefan groaned in frustration.

"Fine, but after that_"

"After that we have to go talk to Macie," I interrupted.

"After that_"

"Absolutely" I whispered and kissed him lightly before moving toward the pack house at a jog with his hand in mine.

The meeting room table was abuzz with talk of the challenge fight and mostly about Louise being brought back from the brink of death. The pack doctor was there and couldn't answer any questions about it.

"How did you do that Alpha Jez?" Doc asked me.

"I'm not sure, it's only happened once before and Dean was still alive," I answered.

"We felt your power like an incredible wave that we weren't forced to change, but wanted to…" Erik said.

"Exactly," Doc said.

"Doc, I don't know anything about this, and since the power has a healing nature, would you mind doing some research?" I asked. "You would understand it better than anyone else I believe," I answered.

"Of course Alpha, anything you need," Doc answered and sat down.

"And please, call me Jez," I asked them all. "I am not a stickler for titles."

Nods went through the room like bobble heads.

"Have the patrols caught anything else on hunter activity?" Stefan asked.

The meeting went on with no information I didn't already know. Before everyone dispersed I requested to be given updates on Louise's condition. A few of the guards in the back nodded at me and I returned their nods with a small smile.

"You do very well in pack politics," Stefan commented.

"I've dealt with a lot of it these past few years," I shrugged.

"You continue to amaze me," he whispered in my ear as he kissed the side of my forehead.

"We still have to go see Macie," I commented and moved a step back before I could get carried away.

Stefan grabbed my hand and we walked to the compound.

"What are you going to say to her?" he asked.

"I just want to know if she remembers me," I said honestly.

"This may not be a great idea," Stefan commented.

"I know it probably isn't, but I have to do this," I replied.

"Well, I know I can't stop you," he chuckled. "So I'll just say that I'll be right outside the door the whole time."

I nodded just before stepping into the room.

It was like I was in an episode of the Twilight Zone. She sat there all grown up. The eyes that once held innocence, had a cold detached emptiness; and her hair had lost its shine from living in the woods keeping it cut short so it was manageable. She was tall, and willowy, but I could tell that she was strong from the defined forearms and thigh muscles that showed years of training.

She watched me come in and sit across from her like a calm and confident hunter unaffected by my presence and unintimidated.

"Macie," I greeted, nodding my head to her.

"And how do you know my name?" She asked.

"I don't know if you remember me, you were twelve when I left," I said.

She squinted her eyes slightly as she glared at me defiantly. Oddly enough my wolf was not angry about her being defiant. It was like she could understand that she was a special case that needed to be handled with a certain patience and touch.

"I promised to save you," I continued.

"Jezzy," she said her eyes widening.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.

"He never told you?" I asked

"Daddy? Never told me what?" Macie questioned.

"I'm a Shifter Macie." I nodded to her, wondering how she didn't know that. "How did you think I got away?" I asked.

"That explains a lot," she leaned back and glared, "It definitely explains why you never came back for me," she jabbed at me.

I looked at her with sad eyes.

"Don't look at me with pity, vermin," She growled her voice filled with hate.

"I just wanted you to know I never stopped looking for a way to save you, and I'm sorry that I failed you," I said.

"Well it turns out that you have a good chance to make good on your promise," she raised her eyebrows, "Let me go," she demanded.

"No," I said coldly. "You kidnapped pups from this pack, children away from their mothers. Surely, you should know what it is to be separated from your parents,"

"Yeah, because of you my dad had to run around the country and dropped me off with the hunters that finished my training five years ago," she quipped.

"Blame me all you want, there is nothing I can do about your sentence," I replied and rose from the chair robotically making my way to the door.

"What do you mean?"

"Macie, they left you alive so I could talk to you, otherwise you would be dead already," I walked out the door and nodded to Stefan. Jason was there also.

"Finish it Jason," I nodded to him. He hated hunters just as much as I did, but I had seen Macie before she got brainwashed and I knew there was no saving her. She would just come back with more hunters and be a threat again. She was beyond reason or logic.

"No Jez," Jason said standing tall. "I'd like to send her to Russia, with her grandparents, and let them deal with her."

"Why?" I asked. "She is a hunter."

"Upon further investigation through their financials and paperwork I have discovered the group was not sanctioned from the Hunter's guild we usually deal with," Jason said.

"Oh?" I asked intrigued.

"It seems that there are rouge hunters just as there are rogue shifters, and this girl was raised by the wrong sort," he explained.

"What the hell? Jason, we've never cared about what the hunter's creed or morals are, they are the enemy, you taught me that," I said.

"I was wrong," Jason ran a hand through his hair.

"I found a book with Madigan's effects, and ancient book about what the hunters are supposed to be about, and it's not supposed to be like this," he sighed.

"What is it supposed to be like?" I asked.

"They are supposed to be the balance, keeping us from getting overpowered until years ago they branched into two groups, one radical bent on destroying our way of life, and the other to keep shifters from harming humans. We were allies once." He explained.

"And her grandparents?"

"Are part of the original line that were allies to packs, I think they can help her get rid of this hate," he answered.

"It's up to you Jason," I said and hugged him tightly. "If you can change your mind about them, then she can change too." I said softly as he held me tightly.

I expected Stefan to separate us, but I think he knew how big of a step this was for Jason.

"You'll call me if you need any back up?" I asked.

"Of course," he smiled.

The sun was beginning to set and the day had gone by quickly due to all of the activities. It was time for dinner, but I wasn't hungry for food. I should be, but all I could think about was being comforted by my mate. It had been an emotional roller coaster and I was tired, but just the thought of being with Stefan had me getting a second wind.

We all but ran back to the pack house together. We charged up the stairs to our bedroom and Stefan's shirt was the first to go. I admit I may have ripped it off because I had grown quite impatient. I felt the tug and pull as my shirt was ripped as well. I smirked and bent down to my knees to rip the fly of his jeans open with my teeth. I pulled his boxers down with his jeans to his knees and watched his face as I took in the length of him. I felt him harden further as I began to work my way up and down his shaft. I kept a steady rhythm to start and then grew faster when I knew I could handle it without gagging.

"Oh, Jez, that feels so good." Stefan groaned out and I laughed a throaty, sultry laugh that reverberated over his member which made him shudder in my mouth.

I picked up my speed and Stefan's hands buried themselves into my hair. I watched him as he threw his head back and moaned. Then when I least expected it, I felt myself being pulled backward as fast as I had been moving. Stefan reached down and picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

He caught his breath and grinned. "What kind of mate would I be if I allowed myself to come first?" he chuckled darkly, a lusty glint in his eyes that made me feel wild.

Our lips crashed together and we fell backwards onto the bed. Stefan rolled on top and with one hand undid my jeans, while the other pushed my sports bra up over my head. As a result, his hand brushed over my breasts and I moaned into his mouth. From which he took his cue to move down to suckle each breast in turn. Heat spread between my thighs and begged for his attention, but I didn't have to say a word as he slid my jeans and underwear down as smoothly as he had taken off the sports bra (which sports bras can be a bitch). I arched my back and moaned as he slid two fingers over my core. He smirked at me and with a quick and precise rhythm began teasing me. I dug my fingers into his shoulders, squeezed my legs around him tighter, and let out a moan that was half growl, and half howl, but total pleasure.

"Don't keep teasing me, DO ME!" I growled.

"Yes ma'am," Stefan whispered in my ear and playfully nipped at my neck where he marked me, which released another moan-like howl from my throat. We thrashed together in ecstasy and climbed heights neither of us had experienced before. When we climaxed, our wolves melded, I felt my heart and Stefan's stop beating and then start together as one. Our wolves spoke to one another and howls escaped our lips. His thoughts melded into mine, and his pleasure became mine as well as mine became his. Our energies wrapped around us blended until I didn't know where my power began and his power ended. We collapsed onto the bed and Stefan didn't even have the energy to roll off of me. His head landed on my chest and I kissed his forehead. I felt his joy at the small action.

"You finally let me in," Stefan breathed and I felt what he meant by it. He meant that I had let down my shields.

I felt better for having opened them for Stefan, I felt stable and whole.

I'm glad you feel that way about it and aren't regretting it like I thought you would. Stefan's thought whispered its way into my head like a comforting caress.

I guess that means that we are fully mated now. I smiled to myself.

Yes, it does.

First one who can move gets a shower first. I challenged.

That will be me. He said but made no motion toward the shower.

If you aren't going to take a shower, I need one.

I'm not moving because I know what you are going to do, and I don't want you to fall. He answered bluntly.

"I am not going to fall." I proclaimed.

Famous last word, were what echoed through my head once I finally managed to squirm my way out from under Stefan and start to stand. My knees buckled and I collapsed back on the bed.

Never mind the race to the shower, we should really conserve water and shower together.

I like this eco-friendly idea. My mind began getting bombarded with images of what Stefan looked like when his body was wet and it made me shudder. I cuddled up to Stefan and laid my head on his chest.

We ended up staying in his room for the rest of the day, we took a shower together and went for round two, we played strip poker which really there are no losers in that game once you play it, then we stayed up talking for several hours about what kind of cars we would want one day, the kinds of motorcycles I currently owned, and what kind of ceremony we were going to have when I was officially made alpha female over the pack and basically married the man in human terms. We fell asleep in each other's embrace well into the night. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was the feeling of safety from being wrapped in Stefan's arms and his single thought that made me feel warm, I love you, Jez .

I awoke in the middle of the night with a horrible pain that wrenched through my gut. I shot out of the bed and doubled over, gritting my teeth so I wouldn't scream. Stefan's arms circled my shoulders from behind me.

"What's wrong?" he asked, worry coloring his tone.

"I don't know, call the pack doctor." I responded calmly. "Then help me put something on to cover myself." I felt the pain surge through my abdomen again and I gritted my teeth and grabbed Stefan's hand as a low growl escaped my lips.

I barely noticed Stefan's conversation on the phone as I felt myself grow dizzy. I was losing consciousness. If I passed out…

I walked through the wreckage of a now quiet battleground. Bodies surrounded me that were too far gone to save. I knew it and my wolf knew it, no amount of healing ability could bring them back. A flash of something caught my eye and I ran toward it. A subtle glint of a golden medallion that bore the symbol of a crescent moon and sword that hung around the neck of a large man. His dark hair resembled my own, his dead eyes were dark, and I knew without a doubt that he was related to me. I can't explain why, I just knew. As I stared in shock at my revelation he began to move. His head turned to me, but his physical body remained still. His spirit rose from his body, as did his wolf's.

"Child," he whispered and touched my cheek. Warmth spread through me and a feeling of belonging engulfed me. "It is time you returned to your people, you are ready."

I surged from the bed breathing heavily. Sweat coated my body, chilling me to the bone. Stefan's arms were around me in a moment, and it warmed me some, but the vision I had had kept me from enjoying it too much.

"Amelia Rezzorri," I said breathily, "Did you find her?" I asked.

"No, we were a bit occupied." He said confusedly.

"Well," I grunted as I pushed him back. "Go find her now!"

"You just passed out and you want me to go find your birth mother in Romania?" he questioned.

"Yes, because I saw something while I was under, I will explain it; just give me a moment to catch my breath." I said moving to a sitting position.

"I was walking through a field, and bodies were everywhere. There had been some kind of battle there. A gold medallion of some sort caught my eye." I began. "It was round, maybe a half inch in thickness and 4 inches across with a crescent moon and a sword that went through the moon, first behind the top and over the bottom part of the crescent shape. The moon was open facing the left." As I described the design, Stefan grew whiter and whiter as I noticed the recognition slowly form on his face.

Notte Guardiani the Night Guardians.

Arm? de apreciere, the weapon of discretion.

Are they coming here? Stefan asked me, obviously wanting to keep this conversation very discreet.

I'm not sure, I think the man wearing the medallion was my ancestor, don't ask me how I know I just do. He told me it was time to return to my people, like they are some kind of native tribe in the middle of nowhere. I don't know if that means I am supposed to go there or if they are coming for me.

You're right; I do need to make a call.

Stefan moved toward the door and then realized he was still naked. He looked around the floor searching for his pants which I picked up from the edge of the bed and held up for him with a slight smirk on my mouth. He didn't miss it for a moment and planted his lips on mine as he took them from my hand. I giggled a moment against his lips, but then his tongue darted into my mouth and erased all humor and made my skin tingle as his hand moved from my hip up my side and to my neck where his fingers brushed over my mark. I whimpered softly against his lips at his tender touch. I felt myself get excited again.

He pulled away, with his hand still on my neck. "I'll be back in ten minutes, wait here for me." He said earnestly.

"Okay," I said breathlessly as his fingertips traveled down my body in a straight line between my breasts, to my belly button, and just before he touched my base he pulled his fingers away.

"I love you," he smiled.

"I love you too," I smiled back.

I watched Stefan pull on his jeans with hungry eyes. He smiled a devious smile at me as he made his way out of the door. I raced to the bathroom and threw on some make up, ran a brush through my hair and tossed it around to add some body to it. I dug through my bag in search of my sexy underwear. I dug and dug until I got to the bottom and I found them, but they didn't look like anything I had bought. A small yellow post-it fell to the floor.

Put this on. It wasn't signed, but I could recognize the handwriting. Dean. I growled to myself until I saw it, and it actually looked like something I would buy, and then I noticed there were slots for my knives. Kinky, I smirked. Then I found the rest of it. It wasn't meant to wear as lingerie, it was for battle. The back of the post-it had a time, date, and place, 5am, training grounds, tomorrow.

Great, what could he want, I thought to myself.

I hope you aren't talking about me. I heard a chuckle that was most definitely Stefan in my head.

No, I'm thinking about Dean. He wants to train tomorrow at 5 in the morning.

That's in three hours. If you need sleep I understand, go on and catch some shut eye, I've kept you up for quite a while.

No, I'll see you in nine minutes, Dean can kiss my lace covered ass. I smirked to myself.

Lace huh, what color?

That's for me to know and you to find out. I grinned again and shut him out of my head before he got a good look at the lingerie I had finally found. I slid the panties on and then clipped the bra snap between my breasts. It was one of those with a front clip, which I found sexier to take off than the back hooks. I pulled out my emergency sexy black stilettos I kept just in case of a spontaneous formal/ business occasion. Coincidentally they worked great for the bedroom get ups as well. I made the bed and cleaned up the mess I had made in his immaculate room already and hunted for a place to pose.

On the bed seemed too cliché, so I thought maybe I would pose by the window and wait. I plotted a sexy walk toward him, but thought that sounded like an overdone move as well. Then I spotted the chair he had at his desk, it was not a rolling office chair, it was a traditional good old wooden chair with no arms so it was perfect for an impromptu strip tease. Now where could I find something to play music?

There was a stereo with his iPod hooked up to it. I wonder if he has any good strip songs in it? I scrolled through his playlist and found "Cherry Pie" by "Warrant." One of my personal favorites I thought to myself. Lucky for me, my mate was organized to the point of being classified as OCD so the remote was on top of one of the speakers that reached to the floor. Should I stretch? I thought to myself. Well it seemed like I had time…but maybe I didn't. I wondered if I could peek in on Stefan to see how his progress was going without letting him see his surprise, because it would ruin it. I shut my eyes and focused on him but kept my wall intact. I knew he was on the phone and distracted. Not only was he on the phone he was in a deep discussion. No, he was in an argument. I focused a little harder and heard what he was saying as if I were in the room.

"Ulfric, I understand that she is your daughter, but I believe my mate is your granddaughter." Stefan said bluntly.

"How could that be, I already have fifteen grandchildren, and she has had five of them. Why would she have given up a child?" An old, powerful booming voice came through over the phone.

"How old is Amelia, your highness?" Stefan asked respectfully.

"Why she is thirty and seven years, I believe she will be angry with me for saying so." He chuckled, clearly humoring Stefan because of his rank, and their history.

"My mate is twenty and one years of age, that would make your daughter sixteen when she had her, and it would make perfect sense for her to give her up, seeing as her mating ceremony didn't happen until she was twenty." Stefan said forgetting who he was talking to for a moment. "Your highness." He added at the end trying to cover his ass.

There was silence on the other end except for steady breathing.

"I want to see this girl," He finally said. "Can you be here by the end of the week?"

"Yes, your highness."

"If she is a Rezzorri, I will know it." The Ulfric said.

"Have a wonderful day, I look forward to our visit, Ulfric." Stefan said amicably.

"You as well, I look forward to meeting your mate, Alpha Stefan." The Ulfric said. "Perhaps you should have your ceremony here in Romania, as your father did with your mother."

"That would be lovely, and so generous of you, thank you, Ulfric." Stefan said with genuine gratitude.

"It would please me to see your union as I saw your father's, I was so fond of your father." He said seeming to be reminiscing of Stefan's dad.

"I will ask Jez what she would like to do, but I'm sure she will agree with me that it would be the perfect place." Stefan said respectfully.

"Alpha Stefan, already having to ask the missus for permission?" The Ulfric said jokingly, but the condescension was there, prominently.

"Well, it is her day, I'm more excited about that night." Stefan chuckled.

"Ah, I remember those days as well, blessings of the moon to you both, and I will see you at the end of the week, Alpha Stefan." The Ulfric said his goodbye.

"Thank you, Ulfric, blessings of the moon to you and your family as well." Stefan said farewell and the line clicked a moment after he finished.

I pulled away from his mind as I felt him coming toward me. He was almost to the door. The floorboards in front of it creaked, and then the doorknob turned. I tossed my hair again just as he came in and saw me flipping my hair, I really wished it was long right about now.

I turned the music on and "Cherry Pie" blared through the speakers once he had shut the door. I sauntered toward him to the beat of the music and he was frozen in place with his jaw dropped like a twelve year old seeing boobs on HBO for the first time. When I reached him, I turned so my back was to his chest and slid my body up and down the length of his then ground my backside into his groin, while bending forward and touching my hands to the floor, then arching my back as I came back up. I looked back at him and smirked at the lust that was growing in his eyes as he remained completely frozen.

I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him to the chair and pushed him so he sat in the chair. With a skilled maneuver I climbed on top of his lap so my back was facing him and my legs folded on top of his thighs so I had leverage to move. I rolled my hips giving a good view of my backside and moved to the rhythm of the music. I leaned back and rubbed my shoulders on his chest so he could look down my front. Just as I felt his hands try to touch me I put my feet on the floor and stood, but continued straddling his lap where I was just out of reach. I lifted one leg straight in the air and fanned it over his head. I heard a rumbling start in his chest as I straddled his lap again, this time facing him. I grinded my hips into his, wrapped my legs around him and the chair and leaned back. I ran my hand down the front of my body, as I brought my hand back up, knowing he was watching it I unsnapped the bra and pulled it off in one motion, tossing it to the ground and bringing both arms up at the same time, knowing full well what it made me look like. Stefan surged forward so fast, that I barely remembered to let go of the chair when he did.

He brought us down on the carpet and undid his pants enough to get out his throbbing member before he ripped my panties off of me and slammed into me with a guttural sound that rocked me to my core and ground my backside into the carpet.

"YES!" I screamed. It urged him on more. He began pounding into me at a supernatural speed, the kind of speed only a werewolf could achieve.

"Oh, yes, Alpha, fuck me!" I moaned.

I did not think he could last as long like this but, then he stopped and flipped me around faster than I could have blinked and had me on all fours, pounding into me from behind. He grabbed a handful of my hair while the other gripped my hips. I felt my skin light on fire.

"Oh Stefan," I couldn't help but moan.

Stefan began making unintelligible noises of pleasure behind me. I knew he was getting close and I tried to match his rhythm but he held me firmly where I couldn't move at all, so I tightened my core around him and his voice got louder and the grip he had in my hair pulled harder forcing another moan from me. His hand on my hip moved to my base as he began quickly flicking his fingers over me.

"YES!" I moan/screamed. "Don't STOP!"

I felt our powers building as our pleasure almost went over the edge. When it did, it sent us both into a swirling chaotic pleasure and power whirlwind that engulfed us. Our power blended and the power I had used on Dean and Louise surfaced beyond my control and when Stefan came it burst through me, forcing me upright and then collapsing onto Stefan as he collapsed on the floor. We were a pile of tangled limbs and sweat dripping skin as wave after wave of our power circulated through each of us. A blend of my power surged through him and into me, as a cocktail of his own did the same only vice versa. It built up more and more until suddenly, it felt like and explosion and I passed out…again.