He gazed down Tasha’s nude body, “You are an exquisite woman. You taste of honey and your skin feels like silk.”
“Jesus, when you talk like that my pussy gets wet. If there’s anything I can do for or to you, let me know.”
His voice was deep, calm. “There is one thing. But you don’t have to do anything really.”
Tasha looked over to him, admiring how his chest rose and fell as he breathed in. “Tell me.”
Reaching over, he pulled his gold medallion from his pants pocket. The metal glowed in the light from the fire.
“I’m looking for someone. Someone I am supposed to help. This is a person you know. I need you to give this to women in your life who you think may need my help.”
“So you want me to be your pimp?”
A wide smile crossed his face and he continued. “No, just give it to women who need help. Women who seem to be lost. I don’t know who this woman is. It’s just important that I find her.” He dropped the medallion into her open palm.
“And what should I tell them?” she asked, admiring the golden jewelry. “There are a few women I know who seem depressed or down about where their lives are. Syndi and…ohhh, Maggie.”
“Just give them the medallion. If they want me to come to them, it will summon me. It holds some powers, but mainly it’s a guide for me to find people. When I meet them, I will know if it is the person I seek.”
“I’m not so sure I want to share you. If you do to them what you do for me…of course a lot of my friends are in need of a really good fuck. Lord knows I needed one. All right, I’ll do it. But what are you going to do for me?”
“You ever had your pussy licked from the inside out?”
Chapter Three
The red glow from his eyes burned in the darkness. He had been sitting in the room, waiting for her.
Her bedroom had once been a sanctuary, a place of solitude and relaxation. But the tranquil escape was now a reminder of how alone she really was. Syndi needed to experience dark, forbidden love. Maybe it wasn’t love she wanted or needed at all, more like lust. Her untapped corners being released onto someone, freeing the sexual beast within.
Her one-time sanctuary was filled with a dark, mysterious aura. Someone or something was in the room. She could feel it. Her hand instinctively reached toward the phone on the nightstand beside her bed. She looked down and something sparkled on the surface. For a moment she froze, remembering what it was.
It was the medallion Tasha had given to her with the sworn promise to return it. Syndi thought it was unique. It wasn’t a polished, perfectly restored piece of jewelry. Instead it was primitive-looking with flat spots on the wide parts, as if many people had rubbed it with their thumbs.
For a moment everything seemed to calm. Her room became cold and she stood holding the medallion in her hand. She was nervous for some reason and began to stroke the smooth, flat spot on the back. Her eyelids fluttered when she felt her pussy becoming wet as if someone were licking it. Syndi’s jaw trembled when she rubbed the medallion faster and the stroking feeling intensified.
Torn between stopping her pleasurable rub or sitting down before she fell to her knees, she gasped. Her chest flushed and the warmth between her legs spread through her body to her chest and focused on her breasts. Her nipples were aroused and hard. They stood proud and begged for attention. She began to shake from the scorching heat shooting through her veins.
“You called for me, Syn?” His voice echoed in her ears.
Startled, Syndi dropped the medallion. “Who the fuck…? How did you get in here?”
“I have been watching you. You are a very sexy little woman, Syn.”
“Why do you call me Syn? My name is Syndi.”
He stepped closer to her, revealing his massive size in the dim light from the candles in the room. “Some people may call what you’re thinking of doing a sin. So let’s call it for what it is.”
She stood motionless, her knees weakened and pussy wet with excitement. She had called to him as her friend Tasha suggested. It had been so long for her, so long since she’d been taken by a man. Letting go of everything holding her back. Life dealt her too many unplanned curves. Nothing was going right, and with all her long hours, anything remotely for herself disappeared.
Tasha had tried to explain how this paranormal being had created such a feeling of power inside her. So Syndi wasn’t going to let anything or anyone get in her way and stop her from becoming the woman Tasha believed she was. And the sex was in-fucking-credible.
Syndi swallowed when she saw the man pull his shirt off. His wide chest was a mass of muscle and he had an abdomen that rippled as he tossed the shirt aside.
She closed her eyes, breathing in deep and trying to compose herself.
“What am I supposed to do? This is a mistake. I can’t…” Her voice cracked while she tried to talk herself out of the situation.
He stood stoically. A smile spread across his masculine lips and he pulled the long black strands of hair from his face with his muscled arm. “Don’t be afraid. I can see you aren’t the one I seek. But there is something missing in you. Something you have long forgotten. You know why you summoned me. Don’t try to deny your thoughts, your desires.”