Havermouth, Present Time As Rhett finally released from within her, they stood staring, eye to eye. She swallowed hard. “Rhett, I…” He cupped her cheek, his gaze softening and dropping to her lips before lifting. “Aislen,” he said quietly. “You are not like us. You don’t understand…” “I have an appointment. We should discuss Aislen’s other lover before I have to leave,” Heath’s shadow fell over them. Her head jerked his way. “What does anyone I sleep with have to do with you? Heath’s laugh was half a sneer and might have fooled her if there wasn’t an edge to it that spoke of… hurt. “Anything to do with you, has everything to do with us,” he shoved back from the doorframe and stepped back into the kitchen, obviously expecting that Aislen and Rhett would follow. She pulled her dressing gown closed around her body, as Rhett closed his jeans, his hair falling over his face in a blatant attempt of avoiding her eyes. She followed him into the kitchen, heading back that way not out of
Havermouth High School, Five Years BeforeAislen waited outside of the headmaster’s office in the chairs deliberately positioned so that their occupiers were subject to the curiosity of passing students. A gauntlet of shame, moving up the queue gradually towards the office door as the headmaster addressed the misdemeanors of those higher ranked.Except that she was the only occupant of the chairs, and the halls were empty but for the few stray students who had lingered behind due to after school commitments, or detentions. Inside the office, her parents’ voices could be heard in rising and falling tones that were rendered meaningless by the wall and glass of the door. The glass warped their silhouettes as her mother rose to her feet, angry. Aislen’s skin was cold, and she swallowed hard. The voices within the office stilled and, a moment later, the door opened. The headmaster, Clive Owens looked down at her. “Come in Aislen,” he said as if it were an invite and not a command. With
Havermouth, Present TimeSeeing as her morning coffee had ended up on the floor, Aislen dressed and made her way into town. Diana Boyston saw her the moment she joined the queue at the coffee shop, but this time she did not protest, and had Aislen’s long black on the counter ready by the time she reached the front. “Now that’s service,” Aislen approved as she swiped her card. “Thank you.”She took her coffee with her for a stroll. Rhett was just opening his tattoo parlour for business, and their eyes met through the window. He met her at the door, opening it and watching as she walked by him. She looked around with interest. The interior was as decidedly masculine and modern as the exterior, painted the same dark grey, the floor polished concrete. The walls were hung with framed examples of artwork. One corner had been enclosed into a little office, remarkably neat and organized, and there were three stations against the wall, with screens that could be pulled around to give the cus
Havermouth High School, Five Years BeforeRhett pulled up into the driveway of Aislen’s house, music blaring, and grinned as he got out of the car and opened the back seat. “Hey,” he caught her face between his hands and kissed her, his finger drawn to the curls of her hair and running through them in order to feel them straighten and then spring back whilst he leisurely explored her mouth. His kiss was accompanied by flashes of a balcony overlooking the water, and the sunlight dappling over her skin as she lay naked on a blanket. Forewarned was forearmed, she thought to herself as he eased back with a smile, not that it was exactly surprising that he planned on getting her naked. She shivered a little as a fission passed over her skin. “Today is going to be great. You’ll love the river house. Come on,” Rhett took her art supplies and placed them on the back seat along with his own before holding the door open for her. She saw her mother watching from the front door as she got int
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen was not surprised when Cameron appeared by her gate later that afternoon. She had just paused for a drink, leaning on the porch, and admiring the over-half full skip bin. She lifted her eyebrows when he ran to the fence and came to a stop. “Are you going to run by this house every day that I am here?” She asked him with a sigh.“I run every day,” he replied letting himself in the gate. “Sometimes several times a day.”“Yeah, perhaps, but I guarantee you only started running by here…” She started and then broke off. The sentence was dangerous, she thought to herself, as it implied something she wasn’t sure she wanted to face. “You still prefer Rhett,” he scraped his sweat-damp hair back from his face. She raised her eyebrows. “He was the only one of the three of you who was nice to me…” She broke off again because she had realized that wasn’t true. Rhett’s niceness had been part of their plan, a honeytrap to lure her in, and it was working again, damn
Havermouth, River House, Five Years BeforeSix cars arrived, spilling out a good portion of the football and cheerleading teams. They began to build a fire in a firepit set to the side of the house and set out supplies that indicated they intended to be there for a while. Several stripped down into their underwear and picked their way down the riverbank to swim in the water, their shrieks and the sounds of their splashing carrying up to where Aislen continued to work on her sketch. Rhett had stepped inside of the house with Cameron and Heath, and the three were engaged in an intense, hushed conversation involving many glances out the filthy windows to Aislen. Cameron came out and stripped off his clothing next to her. “You are good,” he said, leaning over her in just his boxer shorts. She could smell animals and hay tangled up in the scent of his deodorant, sweat and skin – a combination that shouldn’t have been as sexy as it was, she admitted ruefully. She was still aroused from Rh
Havermouth, Present TimeShe finished the final room as dusk turned the sky into a painted display of glory and ate her oven-baked frozen meal standing at the kitchen bench, followed by a long, hot soak in the shower. She took time doing her face and hair and selected carefully from the small range of underwear that she had brought with her for the trip.As she finished dressing, she admitted to herself that her heart was racing. She was excited, in a breathless, anticipatory way. She wanted to know if the attraction between her and Talen the night before had been alcohol, magic and abstinence fuelled… Or if it had truly been as incredible as she had thought it to be. And there was only one way to test that out – through a repeat performance. She wasn’t entirely sure if moving from a trio of alpha werewolves to a vampire was an emotionally and mentally healthy evolution, or whether it was a regression, but it was the first time since the Triquetra that she’d had a sexual interest, an
Havermouth High School, Five Years BeforeRhett’s body in and over hers held Aislen pinned when she would have jumped at the sudden, unexpected, and unwelcome intrusion of the other two members of the Triquetra, and she gripped Rhett to her instead, using him as a shield. “Rhett!” She pleaded, but he pulled back against her grasp, and Heath and Cameron slid into the bed around her, Cameron laughing and using his body to pin her down when she tried to slither away.“Oh, no you don’t,” he laughed, and she gasped as his c-ck nudged against her entrance, her mind filling with images of the four of them in a multitude of positions, many of which she had never imagined possible... “You’ve been teasing and taunting us for weeks, playing virginal princess in front of everyone else and then the town bike when we’re alone…”“Rhett!” She cried out as Cameron’s c-ck penetrated and he groaned. She sobbed in a breath as his hand cupped her jaw and he kissed her, his tongue stroking against hers as