Rachel Morgan

I stepped through the front door and into the foyer only to come to an abrupt halt. All the lights were and there was no sound of the million pixies that resided in my desk for the winter. There wasn't even any music coming from Ivys elaberate stereo to welcome me at the door. I was expecting to be drilled for answers on where I have been and was thinking of lies to say. Not that any of them would work. Ivy could smell Trent on me. Oh God, Trent. Ivy and Jenks were going to be so pissed.
I hung my coat and hat up on the coat rack before throwing some salt on the steps and shutting the door. There was a loud thump that echoed dramatically as the shut firmly. The sound seemed to taunt me about my adventure with Trent. Luckily there would be no more. I was going to avoid that man like the plague. I don't care if Ceri moves in with him, she will have to get off her pregnant ass and come see me. I was going no where near him. How could he have druged me and then seduced me without something tipping me off. I could expect him to drug me and try to force me to work for him, but to be seduced. That wasn't really his style.
I had taken the whole ride here to convince myself that Trent spiked my drink and seduced me in hopes of getting me work for him. Standing here in the dark and considering everything again I was begining to doubt that. He seemed just as surprised as I did. And he even went so far as to accuse me of spiking his drink. This wasn't like me. Trent wasn't Rachel Candy, as Jenks had started to refer to men I may find attractive. He was right. But Trent wasn't Rachel Candy.
I walked to the back of the church and into the kitchen. There were some maps on Ivys side of the desk that were strown around as if she had been working. Maybe she had a run. Maybe they figured I just wanted a break and went about their lives. I sighed with relief at the thought and set my bag on the kitchen counter. I needed a shower. If I could shower before Ivy and Jenks got back then I may not smell like Trent and we could let it be an unspoken agreement that I had just needed some time alone. I looked at the maps on Ivys desk once more as I started back up the hallway to my bathroom. Something just didn't feel right.


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I was standing in the shower under the water when it suddenly hit me. There was no sound at all in the chruch. I have twenty-odd pixies living in the house, Even if Jenks went with Ivy there would still be pixies in the house. The house would still be lit up and there would be noise. It was winter and snowing outside. The pixies wouldn't go out. For that matter Ivy woudln't take Jenks on a run. And Ivys maps. She never leaves stuff out like that. She is a clean freak. If it wasn't for our unspoken boundries my room would be spotless without so much as a dust ruffle not perfect. Not that I had a dust ruffle on my bed but you get the point. Trent didn't have a dust ruffle either.
Infact his room wasn't really personal. You would expect some personal touch to a bedroom but there wasn't even anything on the dresser. I don't think. Maybe I was to busy looking at Trent to notice anything. The way his skin stood in bright contrast to the dark sheets. The nice bulge that drew the sheets tight when he sat up to look at me. The bulge would have looked erect if I hadn't known any better. But I had seen the true size of his erection and it was not average. It was huge and it hurt but yet it had felt so good. That thought made me look down to see the blood on my leg. I started scrubbing the blood off at my knee and started working my way up. Trying to pull my thoughts from Trent and back to whatever I was thinking before that.
What was I thinking before I started thinking about Trent? I focused on this because it wasn't like me to foget my own thoughts. Something was distracting me. Oddly enough I had the feeling it was Trent. Every thought that came to my head some how led me back to Trent. An intense feeling of pleasure brought me back to what I was doing. Which was not something I should have been doing at the moment. But I couldn't stop. Nor could I stop all the images of earlier pouring through my head. The feeling of Trent's lips on mine. His hands on my body in gentle caresses.
Before I could even think to stop myself and consider what I was doing I lowered myself to the bottom of my tub and laid back slightly propped up. My legs were raised up with my feet firmly against the wall of the shower. My right hand was rubbing and pinching my nipples while my left hand squeezed and teased my clit. I cried out as the image of watching Trent entering me colided with the feeling of my own finger sliding deep inside me. Before I knew it I was moving my hips against my hand as deep moans started coming from my throat. I couldn't move my fingers fast enough and I was staring to get frustrated when I found I could ground my palm against my clit while my middle finger joined my index finger to slide inside me. I was soon screaming my pleasure out against the tub wall.
My hips started bucking against my hand as my leg started to shake and I was screaming so loud that I was sure Keasley must hear me. But I didn't care. I couldn't even care if the old man came in the room right now. I just wanted this so bad. I wanted Trent. I heard myself call out Trents name as my climax crashed upon me and my head slammed back into the tile of the tub. I didn't feel any pain, just intense relief as if I had been waiting my whole life for that one moment.
I tried to stand up only to find my legs a little wobbley. I somehow managed to finish my shower and gert out the bathroom. As soon as I got to my room and shut the door I let myself think. But it was useless to try to think of anything other than Trent. Each thought of Trent made me want to run back to his room. I wanted to run my lips over his skin and take him into my mouth. If he filled me between my legs imagine how much he would fill me in my mouth. I could hurt myself with that. And there in lied my attraction to it. The fact I could get hurt by it. I wanted to do it all the more. I caught myself as I turned the door knob with the thought to return to Trent. I let go of the doorknob and ran back to my bed. I was afraid now. Something wasn't right. I had never wanted this bad to go back and ravish someone like this. This wasn't like me at all. Something was really wrong.
I sat on my bed in near panics from the warring emotions inside me. Half of me was terrified and the other wanted desperately to return to Trent. I was thinking about what Trent and I had done when the loud thump of the front door closing brought my attention back to the here and now. Ivy was home. I didn't want her to see me in this state and was afraid of telling her what had happened between Trent and I. Then again I really needed someone to talk to about all this. Jenks would just bust my balls about sleeping with Trent. Before I could make up my mind to draw Ivys attention to me or not my bedroom door burst open and Ivy came stroming in.
"Where have you been?" She asked breathlessly. "I went looking for you. Jenks tried to come with me but he was no match for the magic. Al even came by looking for you. He just went back to the ever-after. The sun is about to come up an he ha-" Her head tilted to the left as she looked at me. "You're bleeding."
"I know." I didn't offer any more information because I was still caught up on her saying something about magic that Jenks couldn't resist. "Where is Jenks?"
"In the desk drawer. I checked on him first. Where have you been?"
"He has been in the desk drawer. Where are all of his kids?"
"At Keasleys."
"Whats going on Ivy?"
"You haven't noticed anything strange?" She asked me.
"Now that you mention it..." I trailed off.
"Where have you been?"
"I went out shopping."
"I couldn't find you. And I did look. I am not infected like the rest of you. In fact only us vampires seem to not be affected at all. I do-"
"TELL ME WHATS GOING ON!" I hadn't meant to shout it but she was rambling which meant something was wrong and her brain was working over time.
"I don't know first hand but when I went looking for you I ran into Cormel and he told me I had to find you. He was out looking for you as well. He said a Siren has come to town and is causing a problem. No one seems to notice it those who aren't affected. There are a few humans here and there. Some witches but mostly vamps and weres are unaffected."
"A Siren? I thought they seduced married men and then killed them when the men cheated on their wives."
"Thats what I thought but according to Cormel they have another ability that wasn't mentioned in the text books or fairy tales. Apparently when they are seducing men their pheromones spread out over the city they are in and people who the pheromones are not directed at instantly become attracted to who ever they are with and will remain drawn to that person until the Siren leaves and is no longer putting out the pheromones."
"That explains alot." I said.
"Oh no," Ivy groaned. "I was hoping you were of the few witchs who weren't affected by the Siren. I knew you had gone out shopping and went looking fo you but the streets were empty and stores were full of people having sex and..." She trailed off.
I now understood why she was so worried and had been gone so long. She thought I was in the store having sex with some random stranger and had went from store to store hunting down every couple to make sure it wasn't me. She just hadn't looked in the right place. I was at Trents. But she wouldn't have known that. I didn't even know I was going to end up at Trents.
"Ivy, Iwasn't at the stores," I started.
"So you weren't affected?"
I guess I had to come clean with her. If she wasn't affected by this than she could help me through it.
"No Ivy, I was affected by it. But I wasn't shopping so it wasn't with a complete stranger."
"Oh." She said. Then her face seemed to scowl as she let it sink in. "If you were with someone then who?" She looked at my face and must have seen I didn't want to tell her because she instanly tried soothing me into telling her. "It wasn't your fault and I can't help you if I don't know who to keep you away from it." She paused and studied me before finishing. "Unless you don't want me to stop you."
"Trent." It was barely said. Not even really a breathe. I started thinking I hadn't said it all but simply moved my lips but one look up at Ivys face and I knew her vampire senses had picked it up.
She was just staring at me. A million thoughts and emotions crossed her face but she remained silent. She didn't get mad but she didn't look happy. I couldn't look at her anymore and threw myself back on the bed with a loud groan. My hands were on my face so I didn't see Ivy move but I felt her hands on my thighs yank my legs apart so fast it hurt. I opened my eyes and sat bolt upright to look at her. Trying hard to close my legs. I was still in just my towel and she was looking hard between my legs.
"Ivy, please." I said as I tried to control my fear.
She moved away from me with a look of disgust before she turned her cold eyes to me.
"I wasn't going to rape you Rachel. I have alot of faults but rape isn't one of them."
I closed my eyes and counted back from ten. I didn't need this right now.
"He hurt you." Ivys voice broke my through my counting and she sounded mad.
"Trust me," I said with a shakey laugh that was a little sarcastic. "He didn't hurt me. Not like that anyways." I continued rushly when the look on her face was a little confused with a hint of anger. "He was just bigger than..normal.."
Ivys face went from anger and confusion to disgust and curiosity. Then quickly turned to understanding. She hadn't understood at first but when she caught on she blushed such a deep red that the roses would be jealous.
"I gotta go. I am going to Cormels for a little bit. The sun is up and the Siren should effect you while the sun is up. I will be back before the sun goes down and I will interupt Matilina and Jenks to tell him to leave you alone for the day."
"She turned and walked away before I could say anything. A short time later I heard the front door slam shut. She was vamping out. Maybe I should call Trent and let him know about the Siren. I can't call Trent and tell him about the Siren. I can't even call Trent. I think Ivy was wrong about the daylight thing. I still wanted to run back to Trents house and never leave his room.