The Legend

I won't usually update a chapter this quickly, but my mind is racing with the plot and I need to get it on paper. So here is the next chapter and I am sure you will enjoy it! *wink!

*means thought in character's mind*

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Alexia pulled onto the street where her grandmother’s house resided. She drove up to the front gate and cursed it for being closed.

“Of course! It is raining and now I have to go outside and push the damn gate open. Why couldn’t my grandmother have an automatic gate?” she sighed as she opened her car door.
Alexia ran up to the gate and gave a big push to the rusty iron bars. It made a loud creaking noise as its old hinges were turning just enough to let Alexia’s car through.

Alexia ran back to her car, quickly jumped in and began the climb to her grandmother’s old house.

Alexia had not been to this house in years.

Yes, she loved her grandmother so much, but once she began the University, she had a hard time making the long trip from the city to her grandmother’s home. Her grandmother had not minded much because she understood that Alexia needed her education. Ella even paid her tuition just as long as she kept a steady job and kept up her good grades. Most of the time, her grandmother took the trip to visit her at her flat in London, which gave Alexia the excuse not to take the long drive. But in hindsight, Alexia wished she did come back more often. She missed the quietness of the small town that her grandmother lived in. Sometimes the city could just be so overwhelming.

Alexia pulled up to the front of the house and turned off the engine. She had never been to this house without her grandmother and now, she was alone, and it felt unnatural; especially since she is going to be spending the rest of there while carefully sifting through her grandmother’s possessions.

After taking a deep unsteady breath, Alexia climbed out of the car. The rain was still coming down fairly hard, so she quickly went to the trunk to retrieve her suitcase. She ran to the front door and set her suitcase down. Pulling the keys from her pocket, Alexia quickly shoved the correct key into the hole. She pushed the door open and a waft of dust scented air enveloped her. She swiftly turned and grabbed her suitcase with the immense desire to get out of her wet cloths.

She dropped her suitcase on the ground and quickly kicked the door shut, without noticing a certain black cat slipping through the rapidly closing door.

Alexia sighed, “I’m back,” as she turned on the entrance hall’s light.

The light lit up the tall ceiling of the hall, illuminating the large staircase that led to the four bedrooms upstairs. She walked forward and turned on the light to the dining room, kitchen and living room.
Alexia always felt the need to have the whole house lit up. The darkness always gave her an uneasy feeling, especially in the house now that her grandmother was dead.

She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There wasn’t much food inside which determined that she had to stop as the market tomorrow.

Just as Alexia shut the door, a loud crash sounded upstairs.

Alexia tensed up. *Oh my god! Someone is in the house!*

She quickly grabbed the broom by the pantry and slowly crept into the hallway towards the stairs. She cautiously snuck up the old stairs, trying to avoid any noise to alert the intruder. Another quieter noise alerted Alexia that it came from the coat closet to the right of her. She slowly crept towards the closet and grabbed the handle. She twisted it slowly and then, pulled it open with as much force that she could muster while holding a broom in her hand. She quickly scanned the closet for a person but luckily there was nothing.

“Whew…thank god it was no one!” she sighed with relief. Alexia shut the door of the closet and turned around.

Before she could take her first step to head back downstairs a “Meow” filled the empty silence of the house. Alexia jumped back and dropped the broom onto the floor with a resounding crash. With her hand over her rapidly beating heart, Alexia looked down at the floor to see what caused the noise.

A beautiful black cat with the sleekest coat stared curiously up at Alexia. Its grey eyes stared up at her in a questioning manner.

“Jesus Christ!! You stupid cat scared the shit out of me!!” she yelled. “Since when does grandmother have a cat? Honestly, she could have let me know earlier. My god, I feel like such an idiot, scared by a little cat! Great, I am even talking to it! Now I know that I am going crazy”.

With that comment the cat made another meow in agreement.

“Smartass!” Alexia shouted at the cat ad she grumbled down the stairs, cursing at her stupidity.

Alexia headed back to the kitchen, in search of something edible to eat as the cat trailed behind her.

She began to open the cupboards and found a jar of peanut butter and some crackers. Those would be safe until she went shopping. Alexia grabbed a knife and sat at the kitchen table. The cat, the bane of her existence at the moment, leapt up on the table and sat off to the side. It looked straight at her and meowed again.

“Oh…I suppose you are hungry too,” she stated as she got up, in search of something for the cat.

She pulled out some milk from the fridge and smelt it to see if it were fresh enough. It smelled alright and she went to the cabinets to get a bowl. She poured some in and put the bowl on the table in front of the cat. It meowed thankfully and eagerly began to drink from the bowl.

“YEAH, I am hungry too…guess it’s just you and me for the rest of the week. Think you can handle that kitty?” she asked as she ruffled its fur.

The cat looked up from its milk and stared at her for a few seconds then went back to its drink.

“Yeah, I agree!” she sighed as she opened the jar of peanut butter.

After finishing her meal, Alexia realized how exhausted she really was. So, she went into the hallway and grabbed her suitcase. She climbed the stairs and went into her old bedroom.
Yes, her grandmother’s room would be more comfortable, it has a larger bed, but it just did not feel right to stay in there. Plus, she had not been in her childhood room in so long.

The door’s hinges creaked as Alexia stepped in and flicked on the switch. Her bedroom was just as she left it.

The bed was in the center of the room, its iron frame clashed with the rest of the furniture. A small chest of dark wooden drawers was set in the corner of the room where pictures of her grandmother and her when she was younger were set. Various porcelain trinkets sat in between the pictures and a few dolls were tucked on the pink velvet chair that sat near the door. Most of her things were in her London flat, so her old room looked very empty.

After taking in the room, Alexia walked over to the drawers and began to put her clothes away. She took out her sleeping outfit and set it onto the bed just as the black cat jumped up. It curled up at the foot of the bed, cleaning its fur and watched her continue putting away her things.

With a sigh, Alexia grabbed all of her things for the bathroom and headed out the doorway for the room across the hall. A shower was overdue in her mind.

The pipes creaked as the force of the water was being pushed through them. Twenty minutes went by and sound of the water ended. Footsteps could be heard as she exited the bathroom and walked into the bedroom.

Alexia tightened the towel around her body as she strolled over to the bed where her pajamas were. As she reached for the clothes, the cat quickly jumped off of the bed and headed out the door into the hallway. She dropped the towel and pulled the large t-shirt over her head. Alexia awkwardly pulled on her knickers and turned off the lights to her room. She climbed into bed and snuggled under the covers. She felt a slight dip in the side of the bed and noticed the cat came back into the room and proceeded to snuggle at the end of the bed once again.

“Well…goodnight,” She said to the cat.

He just stared at her for a few seconds and tucked its head on its paws and closed its eyes. Taking a cue from the cat, Alexia closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.


***Whimpered cries pierced the quietness of the room. Heavy breathing of two people could be heard over the rustling of the silky bed sheets. Slowly, Alexia began to feel the brushing of soft lips around her stomach as her eyes began to drift open. She gently placed her hands upon the dark head that covered her stomach. Tenderly, she removed his head and looked into his mysterious grey eyes.
She gasped…“It’s you!’”, breaks the silence of the room. He growled in response and went back to the task of kissing her stomach.

His long dark hair shielded her view of his face, but the brief instance that she saw was blurred; only the sight of his piercing eyes was in focus. Even though her vision was unclear, Alexia was able to feel the strong hardened body of the stranger in between her legs as she stroked his back.

Alexia watched as his tongue slide out of his red lips and dipped into her bellybutton. A moan in pleasure escaped her swollen lips. In response to her moan, he licked her bellybutton once more, causing Alexia to grab his hair in reaction to the fierce pleasure she was receiving.
Reluctantly, she pulled his head from her navel, looked into his eyes and whispered “Please…” in a pleading tone.

She had no idea what she was asking for but she knew she needed something that he could only give.
He chuckled in reply and leisurely began the assent of her body while purposefully maintaining their eye contact. He whispered something incoherently which sent a tingle up her spine as she heard the deep rasping of his voice. His kisses progressively grew longer as he began to get higher on her body.

“Please…” she begged again, helplessly wanting more pleasure. He leaned over her right breast and gave a quick lick to her nipple.
Alexia cried out with need, “More!”

He laughed and blew his warm breath on her nipple causing it to pucker even further. He smiled and clutched her hands in his large palms. He drew them up until they met the iron bars of the bed. He motioned for her to grab them and whispered, “They must stay,” in a firm tone.
Alexia whimpered in response.

He bent back down to her nipple, letting his steady breaths blow more air on her already tight nipple. Alexia waited in pained anticipation; wanting him to take her into his hot mouth. Her impatience grew and she arched her back to hopefully generating a response from this erotic stranger. He chuckled and quickly took her nipple into his mouth and began to suckle.

Alexia moaned “More…Oh my god…Please, More!”

He finally listened.

He devoured her whole breast into his mouth and began to fervently suck. Alexia arched in response, causing him take more of her into his searing mouth.
“Ugh…”she moaned as he let her breast pop out of his mouth.

He began to randomly take light nibbles of her nipple amid licks from his moist tongue. His left hand slowly crept from her stomach to her other breast where he began to pinch and flick her nipple. After making her right breast shine in wetness from his mouth, he moved his head over to the left breast, giving it the same attention as the twin received.

Alexia longed to plunge her hands into his thick long locks and rub down his body but she feared that he would stop the intense pleasure he was giving her.

His hands began to drift down her body, leisurely stroking her ribs, leaving goose-bumps in his wake. Alexia’s body began to shake in anticipation of his hands going lower once more.
He eventually left her breast, much to Alexia’s regret, and began to kiss her left collarbone; sucking and blowing the indentation that her bones and muscles created underneath her creamy white skin. He slowly rose up and reached down to grab her knees. He pulled them up and motioned for her to wrap them around his waist. Alexia could feel his muscle ripple in response to the tightening of her legs. She whimpered in pleasure as her hot dripping center met the hard length of his member. He smirked down at her and slowly began to tease her womanhood with his length, eliciting loud mewls of pleasure from Alexia.

“Please…” she moaned, “Come inside me…I need you!”

He reached up with his left hand and stroked her cheek in an effort to calm her need. Alexia turned her cheek and kissed his large palm.

He groaned in response, “Witch…”

Alexia smirked.

He growled, and then he gracefully lifted his hips back and quickly thrust his large member inside of her, causing Alexia to scream out in pleasure.
She felt so full; his member felt so thick inside of her, she wondered how it all fit. Before she could try to fully analyze the mechanics of their bodies, he pulled out of her and forcefully thrust back inside.

“Oh God! Please go faster! Go faster!” Alexia shouted at the blurred man that filled her to the brink.
In response to her demand, he hitched her legs higher up his waist and whispered gruffly “Hold on tight.”

Alexia quivered in response and tightened her grip on the old iron bars that held up her bed. Alexia nodded with her head and motioned with her hips that she was ready.

His grey eyes stared into her blue ones, creating a high tension of need that crept up Alexia’s body. Suddenly he pulled out of her until the tip of his member was the only thing within her. Alexia gripped the bar tighter and pushed her hips closer so that she could receive more of him. Taking the hint, he pushed himself forcefully back inside, eliciting a high pitched mewl of pleasure from Alexia.
He continued to thrust deeply in and out of Alexia’s quivering body.

“Harder! Oh please…go harder!” she shouted.

His pace increased at the sound of her words, pushing him to use all of his strength in reaction to her pleas. The bed began to thump against the wall loudly at the force of his thrusts.
Alexia grinded her lower half into him, trying to relieve the growing pressure of release as he plunged into her body. His thrusts began to become more rapid as he was coming closer to his own release.
The pounding of his body and the bed into the wall grew harder.

Alexia began to cry out louder. She couldn’t take much more of this! His grip on her right leg grew tighter as he hammered his body into her moist center. Suddenly, he took both of her legs and lifted them onto his shoulder and stopped his thrusting.
“Oh…My…God!” Alexia shouted and tensed in response to the shift of position.

He waited a few seconds, lifted his right hand to stoke her stomach in a soothing manner, and then continued with his deep thrusts.

Each time he plunged into Alexia’s body, his pelvic bone began to hit the pleasure nub at the top of her sex, causing Alexia to cry out in abandonment. His eyes glinted in reaction to her load curses of pleasure.
Her eyes began to drift shut in response to the overwhelming delight he was delivering upon her. He quickly grabbed her chin, forcing her to open her eyes in response.

“Don’t close them,” he gruffly demanded as he took another plunge into her quivering body. Alexia nodded in response. His commanding tone caused Alexia to tighten the hidden muscles of her sex around his large member, forcing a load groan of pleasure from the grey eyed man.

This set him off. He began to rapidly pound into her body, eliciting numerous cries of delight from Alexia. She knew that she could not last much longer.

One…two…three more strokes, and she arched her back and ground her lower body into the plunging man above her.
Her legs tightened around his shoulders as her body began to shake uncontrollably from the force of her orgasm. His thrusts became erratic and finally, he cried out in a loud roar as he let out his own release.
Alexia quivered once again from the force of his orgasm and cried in reply.

“Yes!” she screamed as she grinded her body to his for the last time, trying to milk all of his response. ***


Alexia’s sudden cry broke her from her dream. Her breathing was irregular and her whole body was covered in sweat. Her shirt was bunched up over her ribs and her kickers were soaking from her release. Alexia lifted her trembling hand and wiped her forehead.

*Holy Crap!*



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So… that was your first smut scene. What did you think? Please review, it would be greatly appreciated. I am not sure I will be updating this often, but I am on a roll and I will not stop until the plot bunny dies! *poor bunny!

Next chapter: Point of view from our male hero’s eyes. Yummy!!