Summoned

~`~`~`~`~` ( Author Notes ) `~`~`~`~`~

Here’s Chapter 24! Wonder what’s going to happen now…I’ll know as soon as I write it. ;)

Thanks for all the Reviews, Hits (Over6500!), and Rates!

Enjoy and Please Review or leave feedback in the forums!

Note: Story is in Harley’s POV unless stated otherwise in chapters.
“Blah blah” – Normal speech
“Blah blah” – Thought of character
(Blah blah) – Author comments

Chapter 24

My eyes widen as I hear those words. The mere sound of his voice makes me tense up in my robe. “He’s here! He’s in my house! In MY ROOM!” My mind is once again overloaded as fear starts to creep in. Fear for myself and for my sleeping family who were unaware of the dangerous threat in their own home. I tighten my robe and slowly turn to face the direction of his voice.

The sight before me sets my anger on fire. Slaiden is sitting on my small twin bed like he belongs there. His back is against the headboard while his one leg is bent and the other hanging over the edge casually as he examines my Simba stuffed animal that I’ve had since I was five which is usually sitting in the place that Slaiden is currently taking up. He sets it down on my night stand and places that arm on the top of my headboard like an arm rest as he turns to face me. His trademark smirk on his face as he looks me up and down, most likely pleased by my lack of clothing.

“What are you doing here?” I ask dead serious, not in the mood for any of his mind games.

“I believe I just told you. I do not like to repeat myself.” He simply states.

I can already feel myself getting annoyed. I’ve had a long and tiring night thanks to him and I just want to go to bed….and not with him.

“Talk? You want to talk?” I say with an attitude, fighting back to voice what I’m thinking.“Now he wants to freaking talk!?”

“Yes, talk. The thing you are doing now.” He says sarcastically as he presses more into my pillow behind his lower back. He then adds, “Your bed is very comfortable by the way. I like it.”

“Err, knock it off! I want you out of here now! Before my parents wake up or else my dad is going to be pissed!” I threaten, not that he’d be intimidated though.

“They won’t be waking up.” he says simply, returning his gaze on me.

“Oh My God! What did he do to them?!” My eyes widen in fear as I go to grip the door handle.

“Relax girl, I put a Silencer on the door.” He explains.

I let out a sigh of relief. They are safe. He didn’t kill them. I silently thank God for that. Turning my attention back to Slaiden, I decide to comply to see what he has to say. The sooner he says his piece, the sooner he leaves and gets off my bed. “Ok,” I say, “What do you want to talk about?”

Slaiden shifts over, making room on the bed for me to sit. He gives me a sly smirk, confirming his reason for moving.

“I rather stand.” I say as I cross my arms from where I stand three feet away from him.

His eyes narrow at my answer. He places his arm from the top of the headboard to against it and starts to push himself up. Seeing that he intends to get up, I raise my hands.

“Ok! Ok, I’ll sit down.” I say cautiously as I take two small steps forward.

He seems satisfied now so he goes back to his original position. I sit with my back facing him, not wanting to have to face him as I talk. A small yet dark growl comes from behind me, telling me that his patience is thinning. Taking a deep breath, I shift so I have one leg crossed on the bed in front of me and the other hanging over the edge of the bed near Slaiden’s own. I keep my hands in my lap since I’m reminded of my nakedness under my robe as I sit. He got his show tonight, and I’m not giving an encore anytime soon. But that doesn’t stop his foot from casually caressing my exposes leg. I try to ignore it as I look at him. “What do we need to talk about?”

“About a certain detective and CSI, which I now understand, is some kind of body examiner for the authorities.” Slaiden says, obviously just learning what a CSI is which makes me wonder when the last time he was summoned to this world was.

“I thought we went over this earlier.” I say with a hint of confusion.

“Since we are alone, I have more to inquire.”

I raise an eyebrow at this, curious yet cautious about what he is about to say. I remain silent, waiting for him to continue but give in.

“What do you want to know?” I ask with edge, not liking his tone.

“I want to know what they know. Those men…well one of them, accepted the reality of me too easily which concludes that they had some suspicion of something unnatural was happening.” Slaiden says seriously.

“I don’t know what they knew before tonight. They didn’t tell me.” I reply.

Slaiden studies my face and I think he even sniffed that air. “Hnnn…..Your telling the truth.” Is all he says but by the tone of his voice, he is not satisfied. He stays silent for a moment, his foot stops rubbing me leg. He arches and eyebrow as he speaks again, his eyes are hard and unwavering. “What did you tell them? Since you seemed to know them I can only assume that you have spoken to them before.”

Since he can tell if I’m being honest or not, I can’t lie to him like I have to Gavin and Trisha. “I met Detective Gavin the night you killed Mark Hanson. I had lied to him up until this night about you and what really happened since no one would believe me. They must’ve figured that something weird was going on because of the shape the bodies where in, after all, you messed up that gang really bad.” I say with a bit of reluctance in my voice.

Slaiden actually surprises me by forming a slight smirk. “Well,” he says with confidence, “The detective ‘has seen my work’.”

“Well there you go.” I comment, “You now have you information so please leave.” I even point to my window to emphasize my point.

“No. I’m not finished.” He states.

I frown at this but then I get an idea. “Maybe if I humor him a bit more, I can get some information of my own. Besides I didn’t go looking for Slaiden, Slaiden came to me.” I open my mouth to speak but Slaiden continues.

“Since they now know, they want you to work with them…to stop me, correct?”

“Yes and we will!” I say with a glare, my confidence returning.

“Impossible.”

“And why is that?” I ask, clutching the fabric of my robe as my annoyance grows.

“What can you humans possibly do to stop me? You been so successful so far.” He says, putting his hands behind his head, flashing his fangs at me.

“He’s got me there.” I think in irritation. I glare at him silently as I think of a response. Then something hits me. “It’s a long shot but here it goes.” I then speak, hoping to get rewarded with information. “Don’t count us out just yet, Slaiden. Once I find out who your summoner is, you’ll be back in your world before you can even blink. I’ll see to it personally that your summoner pays for his crimes and that everyone else on your list is saved.”

“Strong words for such a small young woman. As always I look forward to the challenge but you will never succeed.” He says to bring me down a notch. “As for my summoner, well….. he will be paying for his crimes but not to you.”

I give out a frustrated huff at him for twisting my words around and avoiding a direct answer. But I press further. “What is he paying you? Is it really worth killing all of those people?!”

Slaiden then leans closer to me, catching me off guard by his sudden movement. He puts his left hand on my knee that is hanging over the bed while his right arm rests against his bent right knee. His face is a few inches in front of mine but he’s not at a good angle to try anything. His gold cat eyes bore into me as he once more flashes his fangs. “Yes,” he says, his breath hitting my face, “it is worth it.”

He’s trying to intimidate me. To make me doubt myself. But I won’t give in that easily. “You disgust me. Doing someone’s dirty work so you can get something you want that you may or may not be able to get in your world. You are a lord, are you not? What could there possibly be that you can’t get yourself?.....you know what, I don’t even think it is worth it. I think you just enjoy killing.”

Once again he surprises me. He gives a dark laugh, amusement shining brightly in his eyes. “Of course the killing is fun. I enjoy the hunt and it’s even better when my prey fight back. But I assure you, Harley that the pay will be well worth it.”

I can tell that I won’t be getting anything useful out of him anytime soon. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter because I will end this. If you have nothing else to talk about then please leave. Now.”

“Think what you wish but if those two men get in my way again, they will die.” Slaiden says as he narrows his eyes at me.

“Not if I can help it.” I challenge back. Despite what happened earlier, I’m back to my old self and I’m not backing down. “Now. Get. Out.”

Suddenly I’m on my back with my head on my pillow and Slaiden is straddling me, his face within inches of mine and his hands are on either side of my head. “I don’t take orders, I give them. Our talk may be over but why would I leave and miss a perfectly good opportunity.” He says smoothly as his eyes travel downward which causes me to notice that my robe has loosened to reveal a bit of my cleavage.

“Uh-oh…no…ohhh noo…..No! No more! You got what you wanted earlier!” I yell as I start to struggle, trying to buck him off but the bed sheets don’t allow my feet to get any good leverage. “Get off me Slaiden!”

“But my dear,” He says as he drags a clawed finger down in between my exposed cleavage to pull my robe slightly open. He then hooks his finger in between the knot, ready to undo it. “You’re already undressed.”

And with that he pulls upward, my robe coming free. I try to cover myself but Slaiden traps my arms over my head with one hand and pushes back my robe with the other to reveal my naked body to him for the second time this night. He shifts positions to sit on his knees in between my thighs which I have to stretch to be at least somewhat comfortable. He eyes the hickeys the he made just hours earlier, his expression is one of satisfaction. He then looks at my face, lust returning to his eyes. I have to think fast if I don’t want this to go any further since my body is too exhausted. Since I can’t over power him maybe I can reason with him. I’m still sore so maybe that will be enough to convince him to back off for tonight at least. I hate that I am begging but like earlier sometimes to get what you want, you have to give in. “Slaiden,” I say, looking him square in the eye. “I’m still very sore from earlier. Please don’t. I don’t have the energy right now. I just need rest. Please stop.”

Slaiden just stares into my eyes for a moment, not saying anything. His gaze is focused which makes me a bit nervous. He then moves his eyes downward, as if to examine me to determine if I really do need rest. I know my own body so I definitely do but knowing Slaiden, I won’t get to until he says so. His free hand moves over my front, grazing my still tender nipples from his earlier torture. His hand moves further down, over my naval and to my lower curls. He then looks up at me before making another movement. My eyes lock with his for a moment. I blink which makes him return his gaze to my body. Slaiden watches his own hand skim over my curls to cup my tender womanhood. I flinch at the touch. He looks back up at me and studies my expression as he applies a bit of pressure with his hand. My sore muscles do not appreciate it. I even give a small sound of discomfort.

I wait for him to go further, expecting him to possibly insert a finger or something of that nature. But he actually removes his hand completely from my sex to place it on my left hip.

“Fine.” Is all he says as he gets off of me and my bed.

“Huh? It worked? He’s not going to do anything?” I think as my eyes widen at his simple answer. My mind is slightly in shock, unsure of what to make of this. But I snap out it when I see Slaiden walk to my door. I’m nervous and yet also curious to see what he is doing. He places his right hand on the door knob. “No! He can’t go out there!” I bolt up out of my bed, recovering myself as I do so. But before I can question him, Slaiden speaks in that weird language again and the handle glows a deep purple color, almost black even. I then hear to sound of a lock clicking.

I don’t have a lock on my door.

“What did you just do?” I ask, assuming that whatever he did, it wasn’t to take off the silence spell.

“Locking us in.” he simply says as he removes his hand from the still glowing knob.

“What?!” I yell out in shock. “Why?!”

“I’ll be spending the night here…..with you.” Slaiden says with a fanged smirk.

“No, no way. Absolutely not!” I say with attitude. No way am I sharing my room with him, much less my bed. I walk past him and try to open the door but it won’t budge or even make a sound.

“It won’t open until dawn which is not until about four hours from now.” He says from behind me, picking up and twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers.

“Then go spend that time at your summoner’s place, won’t he wonder why you're still gone?” I say at one last feeble attempt to make him go.

“My summoner is out for a few days and I’ll be ever so lonely all by myself.” He says sarcastically. I can practically hear the imaginary laughter in his voice.

I pull away from him to stand by my dresser, clutching my robe tighter around me. We just stare at each other in silence. My face is one of annoyance while his shows amusement. I try to think of anything else to say to get him out of here but nothing comes to mind. He’s locked me in my own room, I’m unable to communicate with anyone from the outside because my cell is downstairs and to top it all off, I’m basically naked in front of a demon who wants to have sex with me…..again! I’m totally trapped and he knows it. I give a heavy sigh in defeat and speak. “Fine…but I’m changing first.”

I turn my back to him and crouch down to open my bottom dresser drawer for some underwear. I pause my search when I feel two hands on my shoulders. Slaiden is kneeling behind me. I feel his breath on my ear.

“Good but it is a little hot in here so dress light.” He whispers huskily into my ear. A shiver runs down my spine which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. He then rises, evaporating his hovering presence.

Figuring that I better do what he says if I want to make this go as smoothly as possible I pick out some more…revealing clothing. I grab a pair of light green bikini style panties and some grey short soffe shorts along with a thin light blue tank top. Since I know Slaiden won’t be giving me any privacy anytime soon, I start untying my robe. I let it fall, all the while keeping my back to him. I start dressing, the whole time feeling his eyes on me. The sound of clothing falling to the floor informs me that he is changing as well. I hope with all my might that he won’t be naked once I turn around. Once my shirt is over my head, I am fully dressed. I turn around to see him and am thankful to see that he kept his pants on…but the sight of his bare chest once again causes a small blush to appear on my cheeks. I quickly look the other way but I know that it doesn’t do any good, he’s already seen it. I feel his eyes on me once more, taking in my outfit of choice. “He better approve cuz I don’t have any skimpy little nighty for his viewing pleasure. He should just be satisfied that I normally sleep braless anyway.” I think with a slight scowl forming on my face.

“It’ll do.” Is all he says as he returns to my bed to lay on the side closest to my bedroom door, as if to reinforce that fact that I can’t leave. He then lifts a hand, beckoning me to join him on my small bed. I note that the only way for him to fit properly is for him to lie on his side with his knees bent. There wouldn’t be room for me otherwise and his feet would hang over the bed.

Reluctantly, I walk to the other side that is near my closed and covered window. I consider drawing the blinds to focus on the outside but reconsider since I don’t want anyone to see us. Once I sit on the bed, Slaiden rises slightly to shut off the light. The only light coming in now is from my half moon shaped windows that are for decoration above the larger rectangular ones. The moon gives off an eerie glow that gives my room a bit of light, just enough to make out the shapes of my furniture and of Slaiden next to me. I feel Slaiden lay down again, this time on his side facing me. I feel his hand come to wrap around my waist and pull me down to him. My back hits against his bare chest as he pulls me into him. His arm holds me by my middle, trapping me securely against him.

I close my eyes, hoping that I can actually get some sleep now besides my new bedmate. No such luck. My eyes pop open at the feel of his hand caressing my left breast…..and his lips against the shell of my ear, nibbling on it.

“I didn’t say we were going to sleep yet.” Slaiden whispers to me.

He turns me around before I can protest and captures my lips with his. Like all his other kisses, this once is dominating and brutally passionate. My surprise also gives him the chance to slip his tongue in. He explores my mouth while his hand grips the small of my back to pull me even closer. Slaiden pulls my thigh over his to rub his body against mine. His pelvis grinds into me as his hand comes to rest on my butt to grip me tightly. I bring my hands up to his bare chest to try to distance myself but it makes no difference. Slaiden then breaks the kiss to start on my neck. I can feel his sharp teeth pricking at my skin lightly, as if to tease my flesh. A soft moan escapes my lips much to my displeasure. His touches feel so good but still I resist, not wanting him to win. But I’ve already lost. I’m trapped for him to do whatever he wants. Not even the small victory of that he won’t go any further doesn’t ease my restless mind.

Slaiden then starts to kiss me again. He pricks my bottom lip, drawing blood. I flinch at the pain but he keeps me tightly in his grasp. He sucks on my lip, running his tongue over the fresh cuts. The metallic taste of my blood reaches my own tongue as well. He then deepens the kiss to coax my tongue to dance with his. His tongue roves over mine to taste the blood. Once the taste of my blood disappears Slaiden breaks the kiss to allow for air. I’m breathing slightly heavy as I stare at Slaiden. His gold cat eyes stare into mine but then travel to my mouth as I subconsciously lick my lips where he bit me. My eyes lids start to droop as my breathing calms, my lack of energy catching up with me. Seeing this, Slaiden speaks.

“Sleep.” Is all he says as he turns me around again.

He pulls me into his hard chest. His hand comes over my front again to secure me against him. Not that I’d go anywhere, there’s no room on me bed to be more than three inches apart from him. He then rakes his fangs against my bare shoulder before positioning his head above mine. He nuzzles into my hair, smelling it as if it’s the most expensive perfume in the world. He rests his chin over my head and forms my body to fit with his. His large frame seems to consume my smaller one. I lay my hands in front of me and close my eyes, willing sleep to come. I listen to Slaiden’s breathing and I can tell he is relaxing. Before I let myself relax, I say one thing to set things straight. “This will never happen again.”

I’m only met with soft yet dark laughter of amusement. The sound has become one that I loathe. I try to block it out and fall asleep but he decides to comment. His answer puts a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“Never say never.”


~`~`~`~`~` ( Author Notes ) `~`~`~`~`~

A shorter chapter but a good one none the less. I felt like having a bit more action between the two before moving on from the eventful night. Hope you all enjoyed it.

Please Review!