On Becoming Eve

I pulled against the ropes as the pending orgasm intensified, my body began to spasm as her sucking and licking intensified and her fingers massaged the magic spot inside me with more and more vigor. My back arched and I heard the bed frame crack as I exploded, a loud roar emanating from deep inside me as I felt my claws push from my fingers. The ropes slacked as the bed collapsed onto the floor, the canopy of pink and purple flowers covering us as aftershock after aftershock coursed through my body.

"Oops," I heard Sarah laugh.

Sarah nested against me, resting her head on my shoulder and her hand between my breasts. The ropes kept me from wrapping my arms around her, but I didn't care. The pink and purple flowers of the canopy added a surreal effect to our afterglow. I just lay there purring softly enjoying the feel of her body against mine.

Someone knocked on the door. Sarah climbed out of bed, wrapping the canopy around her naked body as she went to answer it. It flowed after her like the royal robes of a fairy queen. She opened the door just enough to peek around and see who it was, "Is everything alright, miss Sarah," it was Hubert. There was a frantic tone to his voice.

"Un, yes Hubert, everything is fine," I could hear Sarah trying to stifle her laugh.

"Um, very well, Lunch will be served shortly, will you and mistress Eve be joining us?"

"Yes, we'll be down in a bit, please do not wait for us. We need to clean up a little first," she closed the door and burst out laughing, dropping the canopy, rushing back to the bed and throwing herself on top of me, she kissed me wildly," I'd like to see Victor match that," she laughed again.

I had pulled the ropes tight and had to use my claws to free myself before we could take a shower. I dropped to my knees and buried my face in Sarah's crotch under the hot water as she wrapped her legs around my head and rested on the bench that ran along the wall. A subtle shudder ran through her body and I promised to make it up to her later. She didn't seem to mind.

Victor had waited, despite our instructions, "So what was that crash I heard from upstairs," he raised an eyebrow at us.

Sarah looked at me and blushed as I looked at her," Well, I kind of tied Eve to the bed," Sarah started.

"And I kind of broke it when I got excited," I finished.

Victor laughed out loud, "I always hated that damn bed anyway."

The tension of the morning was gone. It amazed me how quickly the violence and death had been put aside. It was a part of life, just as a cougar killing a deer, necessary for survival and therefore acceptable.

Hubert fed us a lunch of left over cabrito from the day before as we mourned our fallen and toasted our victory.

When all the men had recovered, Hubert and his nephew fed them the remainder of the cabrito, and I let them help themselves to the left-over beer. Victor met with them and explained what had happened. He didn't expect any repercussions for Senior Domingo's death but explained that whoever had sent the assassin, was still a threat and that the most serious precautions had to be taken. Now that he was to be Don, it would only get worse as other's vied for his power. The men understood, finished their lunch and began cleaning assisting the cleaners and removing the decorations from the day before.

I found Victor in our room sitting at his desk with his tablet computer. I walked up and put my arms around his neck, running my hands inside his shirt caressing the muscled body underneath. He was watching the video of my hunt with the coyotes again. I felt my claws start to extend and Victor let out a moan as one of them nicked him. I stopped and opened his shirt as he turned toward me. A small drop of blood was running from the nick I had made in his chest. I knelt and licked the blood and kissed the small wound, repeating the process until the bleeding had stopped.

"So, you and Sarah have made up," There was a bigger question that he didn't have to ask.

"I have many responsibilities as the mistress of this house," I shifted my attention to the nipple next to the small puncture.

"I see," he ran his hands through my hair.

"And now that things have relaxed a little, I may be able to handle some 'responsibilities' that had before been too complicated," I looked up at him and smiled, opening my mouth and letting him see that my canines were not in the way, this time.

"I see," he said again. I could smell his arousal growing, "I think I might like that very much indeed."

Running my hands up the insides of his thighs, I found his staff hardening quickly. I unbuckled his belt and slid his pants and his boxers down past his knees as he lifted slightly out of his chair. Sitting back on my heels, I admired his manhood as it stood proudly in front of him, a small bead of precum flowed from its tip. I leaned forward and licked It clean with the tip of my tongue, pausing slightly before I twirled my tongue around the head of his cock. Kissing it gently, I pressed my lips against the soft skin of his glans and let him force his way into my mouth, taking him about an inch in. I moved my tongue in circles around him as I breathed deeply filling my senses with our scents as the mixed in the air. Starting slowly, I pulled him out of my mouth sucking hard and receiving a loud pop as my reward. Victor moaned.

I licked his balls softly, taking first one and then the other in my mouth and sucking lightly, the combination of his musk and natural sweat was salty and intoxicating on my tongue; I moved slowly up his shaft sucking and licking him as he began to throb. Victor was impressive yet I managed to get him deep in my mouth without issue. I worked him in and out sucking and teasing him with my tongue and trying to take him deeper and deeper with each stroke. When I felt him start to tense, I arched my neck a little and tried to yawn, the effect was just what I needed and he slid deep into my throat, his balls coming to rest against my chin. He grabbed the sides of my head and tried to force himself a little deeper. I relaxed and looked up at him smiling to myself as I felt the pulsing sensation in my throat letting me know he was satisfied. I held him in my mouth until he got soft and played with him with my tongue until he pulled himself free

"You're amazing you know that," he smiled at me," Is there anything you can't do," he stroked my hair as I lay my head on his thigh, fondling and kissing his soft member.

"For the man I love, no, there is nothing I cannot do," I had said it out loud without thinking.

His hand stopped for a moment and then continued," I see," was all he said, and I knew he felt the same way.

My attention was having an effect. Victor stood up and stepped out of his pants, pulling his socks from his feet at the same time. Taking my hand, he helped me up and led me to our bed. Victor lay down with his arms behind his head, watching intently as I undressed for him. I climbed onto the bed and nestled in his arm, running my hand across his chest, slowly moving down to fondle his hardening member. When he was ready, I rolled on my back and opened myself to him. As he entered my now aching wetness, I saw Sarah standing at the open hidden door watching as Victor took me. I reached my hand out to her, inviting her to come closer, watching with mixed emotions as she started to undress as she walked to the bed. Victor never missed a beat as Sarah climbed on top of me and lowered herself over my mouth. I wrapped my arms around Sarah's soft legs and focused all my attention on her flower. Victor was being slow and deliberate, trying to find the spot he knew I wanted him to find while I sucked and licked Sarah listening for her soft moans to intensify. The three of us rose and fell together as the passion and energy we were sharing grew and grew. Victor found the spot and started attacking it aggressively and I eagerly sucked harder and harder on Sarah's button, teasing it with my tongue in the process. Sarah came first with Victor right behind her, I was so close that all it took was for Victor, or was it Sarah, to lick my aching core a few times time before I exploded, let out a soft roar, and began purring loudly. The three of us lay together for a long time, Victor and Sarah held hands on my chest and I wrapped them both in my arms, caressing Sarah's soft skin gently with one hand and tracing the scars on Victors back with the claws of my other; a perfect example of the harsh reality and gentle sweetness that live so close to each other in our world. None of us where sure what we had just done or how it was going to work but we all knew that it had been good.

The weeks that followed were very interesting as the three of us figured out the dynamics of our new family and made our plans to travel south to see the Don Alejandro. Sarah would never share our bed again, but she and I would find our opportunities to enjoy each other as the dynamic of our relationship slowly changed from lovers to friends with benefits and Victor became my primary focus.

Victor and I made love every night and most mornings. His passion was only matched by his intensity and his dedication to his business. He spent his days busy with security issues and was bringing more men to the estate to help. Two days before we were to leave, Victor took Sarah and me into Vegas for a steak dinner, It was just the three of us, if you didn't count the black suburban trying to not let Sarah and me know it was following us. It was the first time the three of us had been off the estate since I had arrived, and it was a big deal for us all. I could feel Sarah's excitement and Victors anxiety. While I understood both, there was something off about Victor. His mind was someplace else, and it made me nervous as well. I tried to get him open up to me, but he kept insisting that everything was fine, and he was ok. When he snapped at me for asking again, I decided to let it drop and just enjoy the evening.

"It is good to see you again Mister Santiago. It has been too long, please follow me," The maitre d' showed us to our table toward the back of the restaurant. A few minutes later the sommelier presented Victor with a bottle of his favorite Cabernet," Please pardon the assumption Mister Santiago, but will this be appropriate for this evening," Victor nodded and the man opened the bottle and poured Victor a taste for his approval. As dinner unfolded, I could sense Victor getting more and more anxious and Sarah more and more excited. There was nothing in their scents that showed any concern or fear, but I kept scanning the room and watching the exits for any surprises anyway. Our steaks were perfection. Hubert would have been proud. Victor had ordered me a large rare filet while he and Sarah feasted on medium Ribeye's. The accompanying side dishes were extraordinarily scrumptious. We went through two bottles of the Cabernet. By the time our waiter rolled the desert cart to our table, I wasn't sure I could eat another bite.

"Do you have anything special this evening," Victor asked.

"The chef may have something you might like in the kitchen. Please excuse me and I will check," he rolled the cart away and returned in a few minutes with a tray with three small domed plates on it.

Setting one in front of Sarah, he uncovered a delectable slice of cheesecake with ample whipped cream and overflowing with strawberries.

Victor was served the moistest piece of dark chocolate cake I had ever seen drizzled with a hot fudge topping. I struck me as very odd that I was being served last.

When the waiter set my plate in front of me, Victor and Sarah adjusted themselves in their chairs and I began to understand what was going on. My eyes teared as the waiter uncovered my plate and I saw the small box. I looked at Victor, I could taste his anticipation.

"So, open it already, will you," Sarah couldn't contain herself.

I picked up the box and Victor got up and knelt by my chair. The ring was stunning, simple and gorgeous and huge and stunning, a single diamond bordered by two perfect rubies. I nodded as I handed it to Victor and offered him my hand. He slipped it on my finger and smiled a huge smile at me. The ring looked like it had always been there.

Victor held my hand and helped me to my feet, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. Sarah wrapped her arms around us, and the restaurant erupted in applause.

When I sat back down, my plate had been replaced with one containing smaller portions of the cheesecake Sarah had been served and the chocolate given to Victor. It was the perfect ending to a perfect meal.

Sarah and I chattered like schoolgirls all the way back to the house, driving Victor to the edge of his tolerance, he did his best to ignore us and just kept smiling. When we got to the house, he shooed Sarah off to her room and asked me to follow him into his office," I have something else for you," he handed me a large envelope. I looked at him cautiously as I opened it. Inside I found a birth certificate, passport, social security card, and Nevada driver's license, all in the name of Evelyn Sommers. The driver's license and passport had my picture. I was born March 12, in San Antonio, Texas, and was 29 years old, according to the birth certificate. There were also death certificates for my parents and two wills that had left me a healthy estate.

"The wills will need to be probated to make everything official," Victor poured us both a drink," Would you like me to go to Texas with you to handle that when we get back from Mexico," he offered as he handed me the glass of Port?

"Victor, this is too much," I looked at the balance on the estates. He had added three zeroes to the amount still in the briefcase in my closet.

"Eve, my love, you still do not understand. That is nothing. It is enough to make sure you and Sarah are always taken care of, regardless of what happens to me, that is all," he finished his drink,' We will talk more in the morning. Now come and tell me you will marry me all over again," he didn't need to ask me twice.

We made love until neither of us had anything left. The sheets were ripped to shreds and the mattress would need to be replaced; Sarah had pounded on the wall three times trying to get us to be quiet before she gave up and moved to the guest room down the hall. I woke up late the next day to find Victor snoring softly next to me. I was pretty sure we had missed breakfast and that Hubert wasn't going to say a word about it. I looked at my ring and then at Victor, slowly tracing the scars on his back, I wondered about the small boy that had stolen that chicken; What would his life have been if not for the scars. I knew I would never know or could never understand all the hardships and sacrifices he had made to get where he was, or the extents he had gone to protect his beloved Sarah. I understood that he was the diamond in my ring, strong and hard and ungiving, and Sarah and I, the precious and delicate rubies. Whatever he had and would do for her, he would now also do for me. I inhaled deeply filling my head with his strong powerful scent, noticing for the first time a touch of something soft and delicate that had not been there before. Sarah was right, at his heart he was still a good man, and he was mine. I laid my head on his back and listened to him breathe wondering what was to come and knowing that we would face it together.

Victor's private plane was waiting for us at the airport and even though the trip to Central Mexico was uneventful, I was a nervous wreck. It had not been that long ago that I had crashed it to the side of the mountain and my new life had begun. Visions of my old life started to creep into my mind, and I began to cry uncontrollably. Victor finally gave me something to make me sleep. I woke up in a strange bed with a plethora of unfamiliar smells swimming in my head. Victor was lying next to me snoring softly. I got up and walked out onto a small balcony, a billion stars filled the sky, the cool mountain air felt good against my skin. The visions of the crash still haunted my thoughts.

I heard Victor walking up behind me and instinctively leaned back into his embrace as he slid his strong arms around my shoulders," Do you think they would understand if I went hunting tonight," I nuzzled the side of my head into his neck?

"It really helps you, doesn't it," he asked softly?

"It's like running or swimming for an athlete, I guess; it helps me process the stress, the anger and rage I feel. I can't get the crash out of my head. I need to do something, something violent," I pulled his arms tighter around me," Do you understand?"

"I know exactly what you mean, are you sure you can find your way back," I could hear the concern in his voice," there are dangerous animals out there and some of them are human."

I turned in Victor's embrace, raised my lips to him and kissed him passionately," But none of them are me. I love you more than anything, you know that, right," I slipped from his embrace and leapt to the ground below before he could answer?

Running to the top of a small rinse, I looked back at the compound and could still see Victor standing where I had left him; I marked the spot with my musk and ran into the darkness filling my senses with the night.

I heard the jaguar growling and the wolves snarling before I could see them, topping the rise, I saw my sister surrounded by at least a dozen wolves, guarding her kill and what appeared to be two young cubs. I could feel the roar emanating from the bottom of my soul and could feel the big cat appear by my side as I ran down the hill trying to identify the alpha wolf. I needn't have bothered as a wolf at least half again larger than the others sprang from the pack to meet my challenge. I met him in the air, his mouth wide and fire I his eyes, I slashed with my claws as we collided in the air ripping the side of his head and neck open. He fell to the ground; I bit the back of his neck and relished the feeling as it snapped under the pressure of my jaw and the life left his body. I roared again. I was now the center of attention.

The big cat had helped my sister get her cubs to safety. The wolves had surrounded me and were circling and snarling as one then two would take their turn attacking me. They were bigger and faster than the coyotes had been and far more dangerous. I put a picture of me and Victor and Sarah in my mind, the wolves were Domingo's men and I was all that stood between my loved ones and safety. One by one they dropped until the few that were left ran whimpering into the night. I followed the jaguar's scent and found her, her cubs and the big cat surrounded by six more dead wolves. It had been a good fight, blood ran from my mouth, down my chest and covered my hands and arms. The jaguar hissed at me as I approached, and the big cat met me halfway. I knelt, wrapping my arms around him and buried my face in his neck, "come my child," I heard his voice in my head and a calmness came over me. I realized it had been weeks since I had hunted and we had connected and what I had been feeling was not just the loss of those on the plane, it was a disconnect from a huge part of myself. I followed him into the darkness. We walked to the hilltop overlooking the compound. Victor was still standing vigil, "You have chosen well, but you should hunt more often," and the big cat was gone. For the first time, he and I had not mated. I smiled and ran toward the light and toward Victor.

Victor took a shower with me and helped wash the blood from my body and out of my hair, listening quietly as I told him about my sister, her cubs and the wolves. When I was clean, we dried off and I took his hand leading him back out onto the balcony, we sat under the moon and I told him the whole story of the vision and the big cat, admitting I didn't really know if he was real or just a figment of my imagination. It didn't matter, the cat served as a huge source of power for me. Most importantly, he said I had made a good choice in choosing Victor. Victor wrapped my in his arms and leaned back against the wall, we looked up at the moon and stars for a long time before the cool air forced us back inside and into bed.