Rachel Morgan

I wasn't all that happy with the fact I slept with Trent but it made it worse somehow by knowing I slept with him because of some magic gone arye. I still hadn't called Trent to fill him in what was going on. In all honesty I am still hoping he forgot already. I know I wasn't doing very well myself. I was already dressed with shoes on and everything but I was sitting on Ivys couch with a death grip on the arm. I was still fighting the urge to run back to Trents house. Actually; after Ivy left I was dressed and almost to my car before I caught myself. My body was taking me to Trents and the fact I left my keys in the church was the only thing that stopped me. I sat on the couch for an hour after that and then tried to make my way to the kitchen only to come around while heading back out the front door. Since that time I have kept my death grip on the couch, fighting not to move. It was proving to be a very hard task. I think I may have Ivy tie me up when she gets home.
The sun was starting to set and I kept straining to hear Ivy come home. I really had to piss but I was not moving. Thats when I heard a car in the driveway. I could hear the ice crunch under the wheels. I heard a door shut and the distinct sound of foot steps crunching the salt on the stairs. I stood up and started making my way to the foyer. Ivy could contain me but I had to move. She wouldn't let me leave the house. She would protect me from me this time. I reached the foyer just as the door opened. I could see the sun was almost set, leaving little fingers of light along the snow clouds. But that was all I seen pass the person standing in my door.
The sight of Trent made me fall to my knees on the floor. My right hand was reaching out to him as my left hand started a trail from my knee up towards my center. He didn't waste time as he moved to sit on the floor in front of me. His hair was a mess and looked as if he had been tossing and turning in his bed. I had a sudden image of his naked body twisting around on his sheets and could help myself when my right hand moved to unbutton his pants. His lips met mine in a hungry kiss that was both soft and demanding. My lips opened for the invitation his tongue was tracing along my lips. I was panting against his mouth ass he sucked on my tongue and his hands traced soothing lines from my neck to my lower back. I reluctantly pulled back to look at him.
"What are you doing here, Trent?"
"I couldn't stay away. I was hurting myself to get to you so Quen had no choice but to bring me here. I'm so sorry Rachel. I don't know whats going on."
There was something I was supposed to tell him but for the life of me I couldn't remember what it was. Oh I could think of things I wanted to tell him but none of it was the important thing I was forgetting. It didn't matter anyways; all thoughts were lost as Trent picked me up and started carrying me towards the living room. He laid me down on the couch and started rubbing my stomach under my shirt. My hands were starting to unbutton his pants since they finished his pants.
"I didn't know what to do without you Rachel." He said breathlessly.
"Would you like me to show you what I did without you?"
His lit up with an evil glint as he moved away from me to the coffee table.
"Only if I can show you what I did without you." He said.

We were both undressed with me laying back on the couch and him laying back on the table. His eyes were locked on my breast were my left hand was caressing my nipples. His left hand was working its way down his stomach to his erection. My breath caught at the sight of him stroking himself and at the feeling of my fingers sliding inside myself. The thought of him masturbating to his thoughts of me threw me over the edge and I was soon screaming his name. My ass was getting hot from the friction caused by my bucking against my hands. I could hear the sounds of Ivys coffee table groaning in protest as his hips started bucking as well. We were still looking at eachother when I started to smell the faint scent of burnt amber mix with the musk forest smell of Trent.
A shadow out the corner of my eye caught my attention. I had just enough time scream out Trents name as the room swirled in black and my orgasm hit me hard. I could hear Trent calling out my name but it didn't sound like an orgasm had hit him as well. My vision faired back to life just in time to see Trent get slung against the chair next to the couch. Al was standing in the living room with his usual english man attire. The look on his face was of pure hatred as he started coming towards Trent. Without a second thought I threw myself in front of Trent. All came to an abrupt halt so clse to me that his coat tail brushed my knees.
"What are you doing Itchy-Witch?" He asked me.
"I am keeping you from Trent. I thought we had a deal that you weren't to show up anytime you pleased and hurt those around me."
"That deal has nothing to do with whats going on here and now. You don't want him touching you and you will regret it when the magic is gone. I am simply protecting what is mine."
Thats what the important information was I wanted to tell Trent. I was going to tell him a Siren was making people lust after random people but my thoughts were so distracted when he came through the door I forgot. Which brings me to another point. Why wasn't Al effected by the Siren? Were Demons immune like the vamps? And if so; shouldn't I too be immune?
"I thought you would be immune to this like we are since you are related to us. Apparently I was wrong." Al said as if he was reading my thoughts.
"So you don't feel anything?"
"Oh I feel it. Just I am not compelled to act on it. Unless I am around Newt." He visible shook.
"Why around Newt?" I asked.
"I-" He let out a deep breathe. "I would rather not say."
"No I need to know. You're right. I should be immune to it just as you are but I am not. Ivy said you lust after everyone you see. I feel no lust to you nor do I feel any towards Ivy."
"The elf should be immune as well. Ceri was not falling all over me even though she has shared my bed before. I figured if you were doing it that you would be with another witch or maybe a human. Or that were..."
Al kept talking but I was no longer listening. Something he had said had tripped my mind into working. Ceri wasn't falling all over Al even though they had shared a bed together and she should have been attracted to him. I wasn't falling on Ivy and I hadn't been interested in Quen when he drove me home. And Al said he couldn't be around Newt. Newt was the only femal demon around. Was there something more to Trent and I then the magic? I had to find out.
"Al," I began. Not realizing I was cutting him off. "Sorry to interupt, but I need to know why you can't be around Newt. It may have something to do with why Trent and I are effected when we shouldn't be."
"If you must know Itchy-Witch." He rolled his eyes and made an ugly face but kept on. "I have always been attracted to Newt. I know we act like we hate eachother and we always seem to be at eachothers necks but I have always been attracted to her. For more than just her being the only female around. It's kind of like you and Tren-"
His words froze in his throat and you could visibly see him choking on the thoughts that were stumbling into eachother in his head. I didn't make him finish. My thoughts had followed his. Since the first time I saw Trent I have always watched the way his body moved or the way his hair floated and seemed to bother him. The beautiful color of his eyes and the wonderful scent that was all him. Even his blood had tasted good. And when I was mink being held in his office he was still nice to me. He would talk to me when we were alone or he would look at me when he was dealing with others. In one way or another I was attracted to him. I could suddenly feel his pressence behind me like an invisiable force pushing into me.
"I was already attracted to Trent." I said in a whisper.
"And he you." Al agreed. "So I can not stop you both forcefully. To do so will hurt you both in the end and I do not want my Itchy-Witch hurt." He peeked around me to Trent before taking a step back. "Trent would have been the last on my list for people you would be attracted to. I was more worried Pierce would find you before I was about Trent. Hell I was more worried about Ivy. Thats why I spent the night looking for you with Ivy. I could have protected you from her."
"Speaking of Ivy," I said.
"Yes. She will be angered when she comes in. I guess I will hang around for this one."
Just as he got the words out the front door opened and the sound of Ivys shoes could be heard echoing through the chruch.
"Rachel!" She called. "I am so sorry I am late. I got held up at Cor-"
Ivy stopped dead in her tracks to take in the full picture of the room. I looked to Trent who was sitting as still as could be behind me. He was naked still and his hands were covering himself. I then looked down to my own nakedness and my lack of trying to hide myself. I guess I could have at least put Trents shirt on to hide myself while Al and I talked. I then turned to look at Al and had to do a double take. He was naked. Al was freaking standing in my living stark ass naked. Like the day he was born. Though he had more in the middle than when he was born. I hope. I turned back to Ivy to see the shock and disgust in her eyes. It all came flooding to me. As a joke, that wasn't too funny from my position, Al had made himself naked before Ivy walked in. She was seeing me naked in the living room with a Naked demon and a naked elf. Oh this so was not good. I hate my life.
To make matters worse there were more footsteps and pixy wings coming in behind Ivy. Everyone stopped shirt at the sight. Ceri, Keasley, all of Jenks kids and Jenks with Matilina at his side.
"Damn Rach." Jenks said. "You took this magic thing seriously. Is Marsh and David going to come out naked too?" He asked.
I felt myself burn from my toes all the way to the tip top of my head. This just keeps getting better and better.
"It's not what it looks like." I started, only to have Al start laughing and feel Trent start gathering his clothes.
Trent stood up and pushed his way through the crowd. I was still standing there feeling stupid as he turned back to me.
"I'll be in your room Ms. Morgan."
I groaned as he called me Ms. Morgan and Jenks and all his kids made a sound of laughter that hurt my eyeballs. I slept with the man and masturbated in front of him and he still was calling me Ms. Morgan. Ivy vamped out and stormed from the room in a blink of an eye. Have I mentioned I hate my life?