The Hybrid and The Werewolf

GIRL IN NEW ORLEANS

MIKAELSON MANSION

Hayley wakes up noticing Nyx spooning her, arms wrapped around her waist and purrs into her neck. Hayley looks over her shoulder at the sleeping hybrid and smiles at how adorable she looks.

She yanks the bedsheets off them and licks her lips eyeing the flaccid cock between her mate's legs. She crawls down and grabs ahold of the cock and strokes it making it hard.

She kisses the head running her tongue over the base peppering it with kisses. She seals her lips around it and bobs her head pushing herself all the way down deepthroating it. She slurps loudly while massaging the hefty balls.

Nyx moans in her sleep licking her lips. Hayley gasps and bobs her head faster.

Nyx opens her eyes and looks down seeing Hayley sucking her cock

Nyx: What the---

Hayley: Morning baby. Happy to be waking up to this?

Nyx: Oh I'm very happy.

She caresses Hayley's hair sweetly Hayley slurps while Nyx thrusts her hips shoving her cock deep down the werewolf's throat. Hayley gags bobbing her head until Nyx roars shooting her load into Hayley's throat.

Nyx: You didn't have to take it all, you know

Hayley: I know but I wanted to.

She crawls up and rests her head on her chest, Nyx wraps her arms around her kissing her forehead.

Hayley: I love you

Nyx: I love you more, Little Wolf.

DOWNSTAIRS

Hayley sits on the couch, flipping through a book while she talks to Agnes. Over at the coffee table, Rebekah sits and types on a laptop

Hayley: I told you Agnes, I feel great!

Agnes: You are overdue for a checkup.

Hayley: What am I gonna do? Pop into the Quarter for a quick ultrasound? A pregnant werewolf escorted by a witch? Nothing to see here!

Rebekah: A lot of women would kill to have a child. It strikes me as odd that you're not taking better care of yours.

Agnes: I know a doctor out in the Bayou, off the beaten path. Now, I took the liberty of making an appointment for you. Tonight, after-hours, just us. Vampires will never get word of it.

Hayley thinks for a moment and rolls her eyes in reluctant agreement

Hayley: Okay, fine. Bayou-baby-doctor it is.

Agnes and Hayley leave the room. Nyx walks into the room

Nyx: Please, sister, tell me you're not still at it with the internet search. How does one begin, anyway? Just type in "anonymous attic?"

Rebekah: Someone has to find Elijah, even if I have to search every bloody attic in New Orleans.

Nyx: Like looking for a needle in a rather large pile of needles.

Rebekah: I remember details about the attic Marcel took me to. There were shutters on the windows behind Elijah's coffin.

Nyx: Well, that should narrow it down immensely. Myself, I prefer actual strategy as opposed to mind-numbing labor. Marcel's delay in returning our brother makes me suspect he's no longer in charge of the situation. If Davina's loyalty to Marcel is strained, perhaps the young witch will be open to discussing a new alliance.

Rebekah: [smiles bitterly] As usual, your power grabs are more important than rescuing your brother.

Nyx: I prefer to think of it as killing two birds with one stone. Rob Marcel of his secret weapon, make the city a safe place for my family.