Celestial Wulf Chronicles Book# 5 Sacrifice's

TERESA

"After my near-re-death encounter with the celestial guardian Luna & my Reuben. I need help." Waiting until she slept, I crept away from my mother's attentive side. Using the dense vegetation, I ran through shadowy back roads to a nearby town. "Time for dinner and a phone." Scanning the humans.

The Brujo's words reverberate mentally, reliving them. "Reuben will come here, Teresa. My oracle is never wrong. When celestial guardian Alpha arrives, you must commune with me. To begin final preparations in conquering his heart." My words, growling, emit their cause. "Reuben will be MINE!"

Arriving in the next town. Before stepping out of the shadows & into town's nightlife, I check. Humans pay me no mind buzzing around, oblivious to wulf among sheep. Everywhere my eyes scan, walking meat, busily talk, or text on their cell phones, or are in the company of others. But all I need is one, a lone male, and dinner will be served.

Searching, I soon find what I am looking for, a male standing alone away from others. Half shrouded by shadows of woods behind him. His air of pretentiousness and aggression confidence reflects in his six-foot-toned framed—tight-fitting clothing curving to his toned caramel form. Portray him more as a visiting model than a native islander.

Until he opens his mouth again. The Idiot's air of self-confidence and arrogance tells me; HE will willingly become my next meal. While conversing, dinner leans against the light pole which he previously paced.

A malice grin appears, parting my lips; I approach him.

Energetically chatting away, with his right foot propped against the pole, he pushes off, resuming his pacing. Then he sees me. Locking eyes, I flirt with him. He stops moving and keeps his glance at me. Drawing closer, Causally, I moisten my lips. My eyes casually shift downwards to stare at the growing bulge. Slowly, intentionally passing him. I make my way to some dark shrubs and woods beyond.

Fool began groping himself left-handed, holding his phone with his right. Again, sensually licking my lips, ending with a directional nod towards the wooded darkness behind me. With a slow nod, and smile, he acknowledges my invitation; The fool. My heightened wulf hearing allows me to hear my dinner, hastily ending his Spanish conversation, "Yes, yes. Tell them we are fine here. I will call you tomorrow.... Yes, yes, mom is fine; everyone here is fine."

My dinner's attention leer. Earnestly observing my left hand journeying seductively upwards through the center of my navel. Coming to rest and caress space between my breasts. Here, my fingers gently glide and brush my left nipple. For a moment, I remain standing by the edge of the shrubs, just enough to stay seen. Then, slip past the shrubs concealing darkness into the woods.

I licked my lips for a moment. Slipping, slowly sashaying backward further into the woods, doing so while. Keeping our visual connection. He checks to make sure no one sees us as shrouding foliage conceals me. He stops to let a group of three humans walk by him. I stop as well. I lift my lower blouse and unbutton two top buttons of my jeans this time. Thinking he is having second thoughts, "I will lure him." That did it. "Si, si, te llamo manana. (Yes, yes, I will call you tomorrow.)."Hearing him end his call, "If only you knew." Fading within the shadows. A moment later, I hear hurrying feet thrashing through the brush.

To be sure that we will not be heard. I melt further into shadows. Heading towards an area where I can see moonlight shows a small clearing. "There. This is where I will eat my dinner." "Mira, mami (hey sweetheart), he calls out. Uncertain if I speak Spanish, he uses English laden with a heavy accent. "Mami di woods are not safe. Wait for mi. We can have a good time here, and I take ju home."

Using my wulf hearing, I can tell we are far enough away, but still. I cross clearing to the other side, and here I wait, my back towards dinner. Making sure I am seen, I undo my blouse and let it drop to the ground below. I hear a scraping sound when the blouse touches earth. Stopping at the opposite side of the clearing I crossed, he sees me. "Oye mami ju need it BADDD. You are going to scream, huh." I expose my bare skin. The clinking sound of his belt buckle jingling, then his zipper rips downward, echoing into the night. I sneer.

"Ahh. The dinner bell." My amusing thought. "Mami ju (you) going to be mi (my) Jeba (woman) tonight. I give ju good dis thick Cuban pinga. It will taste good. Ven (come) Tragatelo (swallow it)."

Turning facing him. My eyes brighten lightly to meet his. But that is not what male human stares hungrily at. The rising scent of his lust waters my palate, stirring my dinner pangs of hunger. Licking my lips deludes him further. But I must swallow. A buildup of my saliva goes into overdrive as he reveals my appetizer before the main dish. His eyes, however, remain glued to my displaying breasts. His pants were halfway down. Hurriedly, he strides the penguin waddling towards me. The sound of his buckle kinking into surrounding woods.

Not good. I must stop this before nosy humans come to spy. Quickly returning to him. Stopping him from making any more noise. "Papi, I will make you happy if you let me make a call." His lustful tone husky says, "Si (yes) Mami," Roughly caressing his member, lulls him further by his moans...

His hand reaches up, cupping my right breast.

"What is the password, papi." asking as I kneel, staring at eye level with his heavily precumming member. "Si mami SII chupalo (yes mami yes suck it)" My hand reaches up past his chest to caress his throat as I open my mouth, preparing to lean forward. Just before engorging his member in my throat, I ask, "The password?"

Hurriedly dinner mumbles "6.8.9.1," pushing his rigid, bulky cock towards me. "Thank you. Now." my voice releases my actual intent. "TIME FOR DINNER.," simultaneously massaging his cock with my left hand. My right slides up softly, sensually, causing him to moan. Coming to rest, it seductively encases his throat; my trap set. With one synchronized motion, I bite off the thick rigid member, swallowing it whole. While tearing out his esophagus muffles his bellow to coughing, gagging chokes. Warmblood jets from both, bathing me in its plasma sensation. How I relish human flesh.

His jetting blood warming my cold form, I smile, looking into his shocked face while life fades from his eyes. Sighing, with a push, his gurgling form falls backward onto the ground. "Thank you. You are right .... You are thick."

And pounce. Half-naked, ripping open my dinner's chest moaning, Greedily shoving my head in I gorge. Eating his heart, liver, kidney, and lungs. Burying my face deeper within his chest cavity, drenching in his heated blood, I eat. Exhilaration!! YES! THIS... THIS IS WHAT A TRUE LUNA DOES!! KILL WITHOUT MERCY!! And I feast.

A half-hour later, and after consuming his entire midsection. I sit back on my knees. "Thank you. THAT was filling." licking my crimson-bath fingers and hands. "Your blood tells me you were drinking pendejo (Fool). Making your meat taste savory." Sneering, I stand up. "Dumb male humans. Always thinking wit ju dicks." releasing a short chuckling huff.

Drag my meal back to where I dropped my blouse. Taking off his shirt, I go to a gurgling stream I hear not far and bathe myself. It is then I see it under the moonlight; my skin. "My skin is turning gray. Just like Brujo warned me would happen when I met Reubenagain. I must hurry. Brujo promised to make me whole again when Reuben gave me his heart."

After washing off, I leave the stream returning to the half-hidden body. With his shirt, I towel off then discard it. As I have done with past meals. SNAP! "You won't need this anymore." Removing his Femur "Or this." CRACK! and skull. Breaking them, creating smaller pieces, then tossing them into the stream, watching as elements flow downwards—stupid humans.

They will think it was a Palo ceremony. Chuckling, turning back, I retrieve my blouse first. Then return, digging into his pants pocket. Recovering his phone from where he placed it. Punching in code, I wait. call connects. Ring echoes low into the night air. Once. Twice. specters voice answers. "Hello?" says a death-spoken tone. "Brujo (warlock). Soy yo Teresa (It's me, Teresa). LLuegaron (they've arrived)."