Summoned

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Alright, here’s Chapter 27 as promised. I plan to pick the plot up at bit in this chapter as well as a little extra steam between Slaiden and Harley since I don’t want to call it a night for them just yet. ;)

Amanda88 – Glad you liked the update you had been asking for. I feel Slaiden already has a lot of control over her but I can always raise it up, any suggestions? I aim to please my loyal readers so let me know if there is something you’d like to see happen. ;)

Jackpot7374 – lol, my work really seems to have an effect on you. ;) While I wouldn’t exactly call Slaiden generous, I will say that he treats her more humanly because he has respect for her, which is rare for Slaiden to give someone since he doesn’t get impressed easily. Slaiden does know what to do to get her body to react, a skill he is most proud of, lol.

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Note: Story is in Harley’s POV unless stated otherwise in chapters.
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Chapter 27

I wake up a little while later to Slaiden rubbing small circles on my back with his finger. I must have rolled onto my stomach at one point, exposing my back to him. The light touch tickles my skin which causes my body to shudder in pleasure. Slaiden gives a small laugh in my ear, pleased at my body’s reaction. I open my eyes and adjust to the dim light. I can hear water running in the bathroom which means Slaiden had gotten up to run a bath…..for us.

“Now that you had time to rest, it’s time for a bath.” Slaiden says, his breath tingling my ear.

With that, he rises from the bed and scoops me up along with him. He carries me through the open bathroom door and kneels down in front of the drawn bath. He lowers me into it and turns off the running water. I give a sigh of content, loving the feel of the warm water surrounding my skin. The jets feel amazing as they blast water onto my body. I step forward a bit and Slaiden gets in behind me. His arms immediately wrap around me and pull me into his lap before I can make another move. Slaiden starts lightly biting my neck as his hands roam over my front to cup my large, full breasts. He squeezes them but not too roughly. I can feel my nipples hardening against his palm. His fingers play with my breasts a bit more as his lips move to my ear. He then whispers huskily, “Time to get clean, little girl.”

Slaiden then removes his right hand from my right breast to the edge of the tub where a wash cloth and scented soaps sit. He picks up a light purple bar and the cloth then brings them to hover in front of me. He removes his other hand as well to wrap the bar of soap in the wash cloth. Slaiden dips it under the water then starts to lather the cloth. The pleasant smell of lavender reaches my nose. Once the cloth is well lathered, he places the soap back on the edge and takes the cloth in his right hand while his left comes up to my neck, pulling my hair off of my neck. Slaiden applies a bit of pressure to my neck, causing me to bend forward slightly. The soapy cloth leaves my view and I soon feel the soft, moist fabric rubbing against my back.

“I can wash myself just fine, thank you.” I say with some edge, not liking where this is going.

Slaiden is taking full advantage of me, making me feel helpless once again. I don’t like feeling helpless, not one bit. He can threaten me and twist my words all he wants but he will never own me. Even if he has referred to me as his property in the past, I will never belong to him or anyone. He can do what he wants to my body but in the end he will never have me and I can move on with my life. Even if what he does feels good, I will never break.

“I’m sure you can but where is the fun in that?” He says as the cloth moves to my front, with my back against his chest once more. “Besides, I like to take extra care of what is mine.”

That last sentence sets me off. I’m done biting my tongue tonight. I turn my head to make eye contact with Slaiden since his free arm is now wrapped around my middle, preventing me from leaving his lap. “I. Am. Not. Yours! You can threaten me and trick me into doing whatever you want to my body but I do not belong to you! Where on my person do you see ‘Property of Slaiden’, hmm? Nowhere, that’s where! I belong to no one but myself. The sooner you realize that, the better. I can’t wait for you to be sent back to your world and out of my life forever!”

Slaiden gives a dark laugh, one that I try not to let unnerve me. He pauses his scrubbing on my shoulder to speak. “You persistence in resisting the inevitable is most amusing. Your spirit is what I find most attractive. It makes our encounters the highlight of my stay in this world. You’re right though, there is no claim on your person…but that can be easily remedied.”

Slaiden then scrapes his fangs lightly across my neck, causing me to tense. “Wha-what do you mean?”

“I have already taken your most valued treasure but that isn’t enough. I’ll need to claim you, make my mark, for you to be mine forever.” He says, being as vague as always.

“You aren’t claiming me, whatever that is. I won’t allow it. How can I be yours forever anyway if you can’t stay here? Even you don’t have that much power.” I ask slyly. “Ha! Got you there! Let’s see you answer that one, demon boy.”

“You don’t have the power to stop me from claiming you. One way or another I always get what I want. As for being mine forever…..It will happen, just not how you expect it.” Slaiden says smoothly, his confidence not faltering in the slightest.

“You’re avoiding the whole truth. Quite dodging and give me a real answer.” I say, not hiding my annoyance. I also try to ignore the wash cloth that is now running up and down my right arm.

“Not likely. It’s in my demonic nature. You won’t get anything reliable out of these fanged lips. But don’t fret, all will be revealed in due time.” Slaiden replies as he moves the wet cloth to my collar bone, moving downwards towards my breasts.

I give a huff in frustration, not at all satisfied. I turn my head away from Slaiden, focusing on the abstract painting hanging on the wall across the room. I don’t like what Slaiden is hinting at, the notion that I will be his property without being able to stop him. I won’t believe it though, after all, he could just be trying to trick me. “He just wants me to think that I will belong to him so he can keep making me sleep with him. He can’t have me forever, he doesn’t have the power to. He just wants me to doubt myself since I don’t know all the facts thanks to him.” I think but am pulled back to reality when I feel the soapy cloth travel over my right breast, rubbing slowly over my erect nipple.

Slaiden pulls me closer against his chest as he massages my breast. My eyes close as my head falls back against him. My body is once more giving into his sinful touches. I let myself relax a bit, not wanting to exhaust myself anymore then I already am by fighting him. I feel Slaiden’s lips kiss my neck as he moves to my left breast. He messages the sensitive mound with gentle circles then moves lower. His left arm leaves my front and slips under the water to slide underneath my left thigh. He brings my leg up and glides the cloth over it. Once it is clean, he switches hands and picks up my right leg. He does the same then switches hands again. Slaiden then puts his right hand holding the cloth under the water to glide through my curls. He then begins to rub my womanhood, getting faster as his soft torture on my neck continues. I bite my lip, fighting back the moan that Slaiden wants to hear me make. He must sense my inner turmoil because he picks up the pace, getting rougher with his scrubbing. I can feel myself heating up from the friction occurring below the water.

“Moan for me, let me hear your body sing to me.” Slaiden whispers in my ear.

The pressure is building up, my core tightening. It soon becomes too much for me to handle. I let out a moan of pleasure as I lean back against Slaiden. He gives me a nip on the ear in affection, pleased that I gave in. He continues teasing me, getting more moans out of me. My blood is boiling hotter than the water now. I can feel Slaiden becoming aroused as well underneath me.

Slaiden is whispering in my ear again, “Feel what you do to me, my need to be inside you. This body is mine to touch, to please. You are mine.”

As soon as the words leave his lips, an intense wave of pleasure hits me full force. My back arches against Slaiden as I moan loudly. Slaiden takes his left hand to tilt my head toward his, kissing me fiercely. He nips at my lip then goes back to my neck as his hand cups my sex with only the wash cloth between us. His member is hard against my backside which brings me back down to earth. He will probably take me again soon to get a release. And I’m right. My back is now against the wall of the tub with Slaiden entering into me, not sparing another second. He makes me wrap my legs around him as he slams into me. My arms wrap around Slaiden’s neck to stable myself against him as he puts his palms on the tile. He pounds into me hard, the water spilling out of the hot tub. There is no pain this time at all, only pleasure. My walls welcome him in, hugging his quivering member. Slaiden thrusts into me for a few minutes, our breathing becoming heavy. I soon tighten around his member, my juices flowing around him and into the water. I feel him get even rougher, his climax coming too. He release is coming sooner than usual this time which I assume is because of our earlier episode. His seed explodes inside me, filling me completely as my walls milk him. Slaiden latches on to the nape of my neck with his lips, sucking hard as he gives a feral growl. I give my own sound of pleasure then go limp against him, completely spent. He slowly pulls out and lets the water come between us. I slide down onto the underwater bench in exhaustion. “So much for a relaxing bath.” I think sarcastically as my eyes fall onto Slaiden’s muscled chest. The water barely reaches his waist line in a dangerously sexy way. I got to admit that the sight would make any woman drool.

Slaiden lifts my chin up to meet him in the eye. “Now that you’re all clean, it’s time for bed. Dawn will be coming in a few hours.”

Without another word Slaiden scoops me up out of the water and onto the cold tile. He grabs a towel and hands it to me as he gets out as well. I start drying myself off, my back turned to him. I hear Slaiden grab a towel for himself. Once my body is fairly dry I hang up the towel and walk out of the bathroom, sleep being the only thing on my mind. I crawl in bed, not caring at all who I’m sharing it with, and pull the covers over my naked body. I don’t even try to put on my discarded clothes because Slaiden probably won’t like that. My back is to the bathroom but the slight sinking of the mattress alerts me that Slaiden is in bed with me. I soon feel his body heat behind me. His arm warps around me, pulling me into him. He molds me into his body and I can feel his breath on my ear. I close my eyes, willing them to sleep and ignoring the demon besides me. Soon I relax and blackness takes over.

(A few hours later)

“Time to get up, Harley.” I hear Slaiden purr in my ear, as if he were my significant other.

I slowly open my eyes and blink the sleepiness away even though I still want to sleep a bit more. The bed is just too comfortable to leave. I give a small yawn and feel Slaiden rise next to me. He stretches and gets off of the large bed. I follow his lead and walk over to my discarded clothes. I pull my underwear on followed by my sports bra. I can feel Slaiden’s eyes on my back as I change. I then silently grab my shorts and t-shirt and slip them on. I pick up my keys and turn around to face Slaiden and see that he is fully dressed as well. I walk past him to use the restroom one last time. I notice that the bathroom is already clean, not a drop of water left anywhere. Slaiden must have gotten up before to take care of it. I go to the sink and splash some water on my face to wake myself up. I wipe off with a hand towel and go back into the bedroom, shutting the door behind me. The room is spotless once again, the only thing out of place is the shredded lingerie still on the floor which is near Slaiden. He picks up the short, silky night gown along with the panties.

Our eyes connect and a fanged smirk appears on Slaiden’s face. He holds the material away from him and without warning his hand goes up in flames. Blue flames. “Too bad, it looked good on you…but there will be more.” He says as the flames fade away, disappearing to leave only ashes. The slight wind coming from the hole in the window picks them up and they are carried away into the early morning.

I don’t comment on his statement, not wanting to think about another possible night like this. Sure it all felt good but my moral compass is going haywire. Sleeping with a demon just contradicts me wanting to stop him from killing. I am in way too deep now. I focus back on Slaiden as he comes towards me, smirk still present. He walks past me though and goes to the main door. He releases the silence spell and walks back towards me. He holds out his clawed hand to me.

“Ready to leave?” He asks.

“Yes.” I say simply as I take it.

I’m pulled to him and lifted into his strong arms. We go to the window and he repeats last night’s exit, sealing the window. Once everything is in place we take off back to the dojo. I hold on tightly as Slaiden flies high over the buildings. Dawn is soon approaching. I can already see light peaking out to the east. Within minutes we are in the part of town where the dojo is located. Soon it comes into view. We descend onto the back lot where my car is parked. Slaiden lets me down gently but doesn’t release his grip on my shoulder. He leans down swiftly and kisses me one more time. It’s passionate and dominating. But he doesn’t go deeper, since he is pressed for time. Our lips part and he brings his lips to my ear.

“It was a nice night after all. Until we meet again, Harley.” He says, drawling out my name. He then nips my ear expectantly and flies off, creating a strong wind around me.

“Yes, until then.” I say bitterly to no one in particular.

I walk up to the building door and unlock it. I go inside and grab my stuff from the locker room then go out to my car. I unlock it and get in. I figure that I should just sleep a bit more in my car then go get some breakfast when the Denny’s nearby opens. I should also call Trisha or Gavin later to fill them in. Even if I didn’t get anything out of Slaiden, they should still know that he came back. I recline my seat back a bit then get comfortable, crossing my arms over my chest. I then close my tired eyes, pushing away any thoughts of a certain demon.

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It is just past 9 am when Detective Gavin De Niro receives a call from Trisha Melrose. He has just gotten in from his morning jog with his dog and is surprised to be getting a call from her this early. Last night she had gone on a dinner date with that man from Harley’s dojo and he hardly felt that this call was about that. Picking up his phone off the table, he answers.

“Hey, please tell me this isn’t about your date last night.” He said half jokingly.

“No and not funny. It’s about Harley Collins.” Trisha replies seriously.

“Shit, what happened?” Gavin asks, his tone now matching hers.

“I just got a call from her. Slaiden showed up at her karate school last night when she was there alone working out.” Trisha answers.

“This isn’t good.” Gavin thinks with concern as he waits for her to continue.

“Apparently,” Trisha starts, “He surprised her inside when she had gone next door for a minute. When she came back, he was waiting for her. She tried to get him to leave but he wouldn’t. So they fought with these wooden staff things.”

“Damn it, why would she do something so stupid as to fight him?” Gavin asks with irritation lacing his voice. “She knows better, after all she stopped me from fighting him.”

“Well she said that she felt she had to since Slaiden said that if she won by beating or unarming him then he wouldn’t come back to her house again like he did when you and Louis dropped her off. She wanted to protect her family and he agreed to fight fair. Harley said that the match was pretty even but when she had avoided a hit, she was off balance so Slaiden knocked her down to win.” Trisha explains, pausing to take a breath.

“So what happened?” Gavin asks although he has a pretty good idea where this was going. He had been pissed hearing that Slaiden had been back in her room the other night and hearing that he was around a second night in a row wasn’t any better. It was worse. He had deliberately sought her out this time.

“The agreement was that if he won then she would have to sleep with him again.” Trisha says, her voice holding a bit of sadness.

“Fuck.” He thinks as he stays silent. He takes a moment to stay calm even though he feels his blood pressure rising. Harley went through an ordeal the night before and to have to go through it again didn’t sit well with the detective at all. Especially since the first time was his and Louis’s fault. He takes a deep breath and speaks. “Did she talk about it with you?” He gets out, uneasy with the subject.

“Yes, but I won’t get into detail with you. That is just between me and Harley since she wanted a mother figure to talk to since she obviously can’t go to her own. But I will tell you that she basically spent the whole night with him in the hotel from the previous night. He dropped her off at her car before sun up. She said it wasn’t so bad once she decided to give in. Since his summoner is away, Slaiden can do as he pleases and he seems to have a fixation with Harley. It just makes me sick to know that he is taking advantage of her and we are all powerless to stop him at this point.” She says with a sullen sigh.

“Me too but until we figure out who his summoner is, we can’t do anything. It pisses me off that we have no good leads besides that he or she may go to Harley’s school and that based on the age range of the victims that she knew, I’m assume the summoner is most likely a high school senior or a college freshmen at most. Also the fact that Slaiden personally sought out Harley tonight instead of waiting for another possible encounter at a murder in progress has got me thinking.” Gavin adds.

“How so?”

“Well,” Gavin replies, “Since Slaiden did this on his own time instead of being cooped up who knows where shows that he doesn’t have a short leash. In fact, this summoner may have no control over Slaiden at all. Even if his summoner is MIA for a few days, I highly doubt that they are unaware of Slaiden’s actions on Harley. They may not even have the power to stop him if they wanted to. Either they don’t care what he does or they are walking around with a guilty conscious with no other options.”

“That is a good deduction.” Trisha comments. “Has Slaiden ever let anything slip about his summoner or their deal? Based on what Harley has told me, Slaiden is very careful about what he says.”

“No, nothing. I know as much as you and Harley do. The demon is very clever, he’s not the type to get careless for any reason. He is vague about his summoner, their deal, the list, and the payment. We have some idea of who the summoner could be but only what Louis has read has explained any detail about the contract. We have no idea who the next victim will be and I have no idea what the summoner could be offering Slaiden in exchange for his skills. It would have to be something Slaiden really values by what Louis has looked up……wait a second…..maybe…..damn, I hope not…..” Gavin says, trailing off in thought.

“What? Talk to me Gavin.” Trisha demands, wanting to be clued in on the young man’s hunch.

“Sorry, I have an idea but it’s only a theory since we have nothing so far to suggest otherwise.” He replies.

“Well out with it then.” She says, wanting to get to the point.

“You said Slaiden seems to have a fixation on Harley. He has touched her on several occasions before we knew about him and has slept with her…twice. He has referred to her as his property but has never elaborated on it, suggesting that it is either just to get us unnerved or that there is a hidden meaning behind it. Also, the summoner is possibly someone that Harley knows. Based on this, what if…..what if Harley is the payment? What if Slaiden plans to take her back to where ever he came from?” The detective says the last part unconfidently, as if not wanting to believe his own theory.

Trisha is silent on the other end for a few moments. After releasing another sigh, she speaks. “That could be…although I really hope you are wrong. I find that sickening to think that someone could give up another human’s life just for revenge.”

“I do too so keep in mind that it is just a theory. While Harley asked me to not keep anything from her that we may come up with, I feel that we should just keep this little hunch between us right now. If Harley were to think that, who knows what she would do. Hell, if Slaiden found out and it turned out we were wrong, he may change his price just to spite us if he can. I don’t want anything else to go wrong if we can avoid it.” Gavin says, his voice firm once more.

“Fine. It’s for the best right now. For all we know we could be dead off anyway. Slaiden could be asking for something else entirely different that we can’t even imagine. Who knows what demons value anyways.” Trish agrees.

“We will save any other ideas for the meeting on Wednesday at the karate school. Have you filled in Louis yet?” Gavin asks.

“Not yet, I will later since he is probably still asleep at this point. I’ll see you Monday since I’m off tonight.” Trisha says.

“Alright, enjoy the night off. See you later.” Gavin replies.

“Bye…*Click*…”

With that Gavin sets down his cell and gets up from his chair. He sees his dog laying next to his food dish so he picks it up. Filling it, he sets it down in front of the hungry dog, wagging his tail in appreciation. “There you go Fang, eat up.” Gavin says as he pets the Husky on the head. He then exits his small kitchen and heads to his bedroom. Stripping off his sweaty T-shirt and shorts, he enters his bathroom and turns on the shower. He takes off his boxers and steps in, letting the water relax his sore muscles. While the water helps sooth his body, his mind remains troubled. One last thought crosses his mind as he closes his eyes as the water falls down on him.

“I really hope I’m wrong. I’ve been wrong before and I hope this is one of those times.”


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The plot is really rolling along now! A little extra steam between Harley and Slaiden as well as our clever crime fighters putting the pieces together. Can’t wait to see what comes up next, possibly another killing but only time will tell as I start writing the next chapter.

I will be gone this weekend until Sunday night so I won't have much writing done for a few days so look for Chapter 28 sometime later this week!

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