She stayed the night at my apartment, of course, I can be really persuasive when I want to and besides, Iselen practically melts in my arms every time I kiss her. It wasn't that difficult to persuade her... I made sure that the bandage over her fresh tattoo was secured perfectly and gave her a new toothbrush and pyjamas. I tried to have mercy on her, I really did, I was aware that her first day at work had been very stressful, not only because the hunter tried to do his thing, but because we have lot of work these days. We've all taken more clients than usual so we can go on holidays in a few weeks to visit Annah's grandmother in New Orleans because she wants to meet little Diana... By the way, I haven't told Iselen about that yet.
But my precious druid is so sweet and soft, so warm and smells so good, she looked happy and relaxed lying next to me on my big bed... I love to see her like that and was so proud of her, despite getting your ankle tattooed is very painful, she bore up well, gritting her teeth sometimes but letting me do whatever I wanted on her skin, surrendering to me unreservedly... I wanted my kiss to be something innocent to say goodnight: I put my arms around her waist and my hands sneaked under the pyjama shirt to touch the soft skin of her back, my knee found a way between her legs, Iselen moaned when feeling the pressure over her core... and I lost control.
I kissed her desperately, hugging her tight against my body and she responded with the same passion. It was fast and intense, I didn't even had time to think of taking one of my toys, there're dildos and vibrators in several drawers of my bedroom but I didn't remember it, I just moved the pyjamas away and thrusted my fingers inside her pussy. Iselen was burning for me, her pelvis bucking while riding my hand but she kept her mouth stuck to mine, our tongues danced almost aggressively while she gasped against my lips and asked me to fuck her deeper. It was a pleasant surprise to find out that my pretty Spanish girl can talk dirty... I already knew she's a generous lover. Even when my fingers were rubbing her clit mercilessly, while her body was shuddering over me, her own hand sneaked under my panties and started touching me clumsily, relieving the pain I felt in my pussy.
We both reached the ecstasy almost at the same time, muffling our moans with our lips, tensing our muscles before collapsing on the mattress, we fell asleep hugging each other and didn't move till I woke up next morning because Morgan was tickling me on my cheek with her whiskers. She wanted her breakfast, of course, and the smell of freshly made coffee woke up my precious druid... I tried to keep her in my home as long as possible but she's very stubborn and wanted to go back to her apartment. Damn it... at least I know she'll be back soon.
"I think everything is ready," Ivy is standing in the middle of my living room looking at the altar with a critical eye and checking that her plants and flowers are perfectly placed.
There's a pentacle in the middle but this time is made with rock crystal pebbles, colourful flower petals and apples to mark the five points of the star, and it's surrounded by the four elements: a handful of fertile soil from her greenhouse on a bowl that Ivy prefers to the traditional salt because, when we perform rituals outdoors in a forest, salt can contaminate the soil and plants won't grow later, another bowl with water, a red candle next to my favourite athame and a stick of sandalwood incense that represents air along with my wand. A candle for the God and another one for the Goddess and a silver plate with sweet bread offering...
"You forgot the chalice," I answer pointing at a cup on a shelf.
"Oh yes, sorry... I'm a little nervous, I hope everything goes smooth with Iselen today. Don't you think it's too soon to try something like this? Maybe we should ask her to watch instead of participating..." My sister puts the chalice next to the bowl with water and checks that everything looks the way she wants it again.
"Maybe, but we'll be connected to her if she's a participant and will be able to help her if the hunter makes her feel sick, besides I'll be able to check if he's as strong as she fears... This is ridiculous, I know it's part of Iselen herself, but I can't help picturing him as an asshole guy that occupies a space in her mind that doesn't belong to him."
