I’m going to use this page to post excerpts from WIP (work in progress) for those not up on the writers lingo 
Taming Phoebe (tentative title)
Councils of Eld’raes (tentative world/series title)
Paranormal Menage
“Damn it. You are a temptation princess, but not yet. I need answers before I fuck you.” He growled.
She laughed. “I don’t think you need to worry Mr. Dravlin, I wont be fucking you, as you so crudely put it.”
Matthew’s lips quirked up at the edges. “Oh you will. Chemistry like that will not be denied. If I hadn’t moved away I would have fucked you right against that door and you wouldn’t have resisted. Would have loved it in fact.”
Phoebe flushed and bit at her lip knowing he was right, she would have let him and hated herself for it later. It didn’t mean however that she had to give him another chance like that. Distance was good, that and giving him whatever he wanted and then getting out of here was better. Before Mr. McLugaan returned, it sounded like. She cleared her throat and huskily said, “What was it you wanted anyways?”
“Ahh yes we’ve gotten off track quite a bit.” He turned serious and leaned back against the door. “You came to our attention a few months ago, not long after you started frequenting our casino. We’re very tight on security here; watching for cheating and other certain other behaviors like dealing etc. We don’t let it happen here period. However, it does take time to find those who do and when we did, we invariable found you near by later when we ran our security tapes.”
She grimaced. She couldn’t believe she had given herself away. None of the other casinos had ever noticed. Here or in other states.
“Yes, I think you know what I’m talking about. In 90% of the cases we had when you were around, you were seen doing something to tip someone off, the dealer, a security guy, waitress etc. All done very subtly that they wouldn’t even realize. But the question is, of course, how you can know.” He smirked. “It’s easily answered in my book, although Stone doesn’t believe me, and I hope for his sake I’m wrong.”
“What do you feel that is?”
“Its simple, you are one of them. You know who they are because you know them and deal with them. I would guess your competition. Your much more subtle then most cheaters here are but you win a wee bit too consistently, you also lose only when you want too it appears.”
Fire flashed in her eyes and she stated evenly. “I do not cheat and your welcome to try and prove it.”
“How about you just tell me princess, cause you’re here until I figure this out. You’re not going to get a chance to disappear on me; or Stone for that matter.”
“You can’t keep me prisoner here,” she shouted. “I’ve done nothing you can prove and I don’t want to stay.”
He chuckled. “We can keep you here however long we want princess. Everyone that works here is loyal and wont say anything to anyone. You don’t have a job or any family or friends to tie you down. We could keep paying your apartment and bills and no one would ever miss you.” His lips tilted at the ends in that annoying half small. “It really is a drawback to the way you live princess.
“Damn you.” She wrapped her arms around her body and swung around so she wouldn’t have to look at him. She really was stuck. Perhaps if she told him she knew what he was she could bargain with him, keep her silence or let everyone know.
She swung back around, hands on hips. “I’ll make you a bargain Mr. Dravlin. You let me go, and I’ll keep my silence about you.”
Matthew looked confused. “No bargains available princess, and what about me? What would I need for you to keep silent about?”
“Your Were.” She laughed softly at his shock. “I don’t know what kind, but it’s a predator type.”
He straightened from the door and stalked over to her, eyes burning.
Oh fate, now she’d done it. She bounced into a chair as she hurriedly backed away from him. She kept backing up and he kept stalking her till she was backed against the opposite bank of monitors. She tried to dart to the side but arms came down on either side of her trapping her.
He growled low and she quivered, the sound hardening her nipples and bouncing into her clit but the other half was afraid of what he would do. It was never good to be trapped by a predator. She should have thought this out a bit before she opened her mouth. She could sense the predator very close to the surface now.
“How do you know that princess?” His voice was low and raspy. He ducked his head down and she tried to block him once she realized what he was going to do but he’d closed on the side of her neck lightly with his teeth very quickly; his now very sharp teeth. He growled threateningly and she stood very very still and swallowed carefully. Matthew eased his teeth off her neck and said “Speak.”
“Right” She took a deep breath, careful not to move too much so he wouldn’t do that again. “So, you should understand this, although most don’t. See most don’t believe in other things…although with you being Were, well you should. You know there are things out there…”
He growled and cut off her rambling, “enough!”
She shivered. Damn, that growl was sexy while at the same time she knew it was a danger indicator. “Right. Well. I can sense things. And if I get close enough or touch someone I can tell that someone is not quite normal. I can also feel emotions, the stronger the emotions or thoughts the clearer, the closer I am the clearer they are as well. If I’m touching someone I can’t not know things about him or her. I’ve never been able to shield myself well.”
Matthew stiffened against her but didn’t move away. “An Empath.” He stated drawing back slightly to look at her face.
She grimaced. “Its as good a word as any if you must.”
“Shit, why didn’t Stone know that? Oh fuck I bet he did and didn’t tell me the bastard.”
“What is he? I know he isn’t human and nor is he like you.” She frowned, “I can’t read him at all either, or rather, it’s very difficult and requires touching him.”
Matthew laughed, “He’s a wizard, princess.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “Oh. Oh shit.”
He arched a brow.
She laughed bitterly. “No wonder he wants me. He’s been masking himself so I couldn’t tell. I’ve met wizards before Mr. Dravlin; most of them are not very nice. They typically want to use me for their gains of power. The last one was rather crazy. He tried to bind me to him so that he would have my power.” She laughed again the sound low and frustrated, “That was when phoebe died, and dead she will stay.”
Matthew had stiffed again and growled. “You are safe with us Phoebe. Stone is neither power hungry or crazy. He doesn’t need to be, He is one of the most powerful wizards around and has extensive contacts throughout the Councils of Eld’raes.”
“Council of Eld’rae. What is that? I’ve heard it a few times but none of those that mentioned it would explain it to me or who they were.”
“The council consists of the leaders of each of the different societies of elder races. There are different levels of the council at City, State and Country level. Each reports up to the other and meets within them. We must in order to keep everything in check and not reveal to the Human world until needed.”
“Elder races. I haven’t heard that term before. No wonder none of those that I heard the term from would tell me. I would definitely have found the council and ratted out those that had captured me. Somehow.”
“I would be surprised if you had, the Elder Races are Were’s of all types, Witches, Wizards, Vampires, Fae, and the other less seen possibly extinct rarer ones. You are mostly human but at some point in your family, recently, there was a Fae. That’s where empaths come from I believe. Fae breed true, only if they breed with another Fae. If they breed with humans or other races, the other race is dominant, usually, with only a certain power coming through. Other race breeding is a complex subject, there are some around the city that you can speak with if you wish more information.”
“Hmm, perhaps.” She sighed. You can let me go now Mr. Dravlin, I wont try to leave again, but I would like to move. Please.” His intense emotions were quickly draining her energy and unfortunately keeping her body hot and bothered.
“Use Matthew, princess.” He said with a grin. “But no to your request, I like you where you are. Although, I’ll make us a little more comfortable.” He spun her around and dropped into a chair, spreading her legs over his and wrapping his arms around her middle to snug her butt into his still hard erection.
She gasped and grabbed at his arms then wiggled trying to find a comfortable spot and he groaned and tightened his arms in reaction. Fate, didn’t that thing ever go away? He buried his face into the hair at her neck and she felt his inhale and when he exhaled tingles and goose bumps spread down her body.
“Mmm I love your smell, it’s almost as good as the scent coming from your pussy,” he groaned as one hand crept down to cup her through her pants. “Oh princess, you are so wet I can feel it through your pants.”
She moaned at the contact and flushed in pleasure and embarrassment at the smirk she could hear in his voice. She’d forgotten the Were’s sense of smell too. “What are you Matthew, your Were?” she asked trying to distract him.
His other hand moved up to knead her breast while the other rubbed gently against her pants. “Mmm” he purred. “I’m a cat, princess, with a nice long tongue to lick you all over with. The king of cats, a lion.”
She shuddered and then moaned as he began to take long swipes of her neck with his rough tongue.
The hand working at her breasts left and joined his other undoing her pants. With one hand Matthew boosted her enough that he could push the pants over her hips and then resettled her. After pushing the material all the way off, and draping her legs over his again, he spread his knees moving her legs far apart and buried his fingers in her pussy.
His rough palm rubbed over her shorn mound and teased at her clit that stood tall and eagerly begging for pressure. His fingers thrust and twist in her dampness, hitting sensitive places and sending shivers and moans through her. He groaned and clamped his mouth over her shoulder trying to hold her squirming body in place as he stroked and strummed, and pinched it to heights before backing off and starting again.
“Please,” she begged, “let me come, fuck me, please.”
He growled and shoved her up and draped her over the security console, which he slapped off with a curse.
She whimpered and pressed the tight tips of nipples against the cold metal and plastic keys and knobs while behind her she could hear him undressing. The scrape of cloth, jingling of keys and coins as they hit the floor, the slither and snap of leather as it came free from its binding.
Crack. She squealed as leather streaked her behind then moaned and thrust her mound against the consoles edge as heat shuddered through her and cream poured from her empty pussy. She panted, “What the” Crack. She moaned as the leather fell again and again till she was crying out and begging again.
He covered her, cock snugging between her legs, hips against her burning behind and his chest draped over her back. “Liked that did you princess, He purred. “Good, cause I sure did.” He brought his hand over her where she could see the folded leather and caressed the side of her face with its braided length. She whimpered as he dragged it down her side and down her leg then lifted it and himself away. She watched over her shoulder raising her hips as he brought it down on her buttocks again. She cried out at the harder stroke and as her voice trailed off she heard the door click shut.
“Well, well. What do we have here?”
“Fuck.” Came Matthews soft response as he dropped his hands and stood there head back, breath shuddering in and out. She whimpered again and scrabbled up trying to keep her back to Stone and find her clothes. As they were scattered around the room, most at Stones feet, she bent to grab Matthews’s shirt which was nearby.
Phoebe drew a startled breath as a hand stroked over the welts on her butt softly, “Nice job Matthew.” Stone murmured. “I do hope you enjoyed it as it will be quite some time before you touch her again.”
Matthew groaned. “Stone, she was..”
Phoebe pulled away and pulled the shirt on quickly and spun around. “Don’t you think I should be the one deciding that Mr. McLugaan?
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