Samhain's Fire

Chapter 3

Xandra woke slowly and looked around, the pale looming light of pre-dawn seeping through the windows. ‘Oh crap, Lilith is not going to be happy, I was supposed to have been back five hours ago,’ she thought as Angus’ heavy body was still on top of her.

Relishing the feel of his cock still lodged inside of her for a few moments before she gently used her supernatural strength to push him off her body. She looked at his broad muscular body and sighed, she had no idea how she was going to manage staying away from him for two weeks while the burn tortured him.

She knew she had to do it, since it was a requirement she thought unhappily as she splayed a hand over his warm chest. His hard muscles pulsing under her palm as he breathed in and out in a gentle rhythm. She reached inside his body with her mind, finding the seed she had planted and sent a bolt of energy into it, waking it up.

She hoped Angus had the mental strength to cope with what she had left him, she didn’t want to think about what would happen if he couldn’t. She slid off the bed and cheated a bit with her clothes by using her powers to put them onto her body. She quietly left the room, leaving him to sleep as she prepared his lunch since he’d gone and passed out again.

‘Damn, Angus has so much stamina, wonder how his ex-girlfriends handled them,’ she thought with a chuckle as she finished making the food from his scraps. Then wrote a note to him and left it on the table.

Angus,

Thank you for the amazing night once again, we have to do this again surely. I’ve never had so much ‘fun’ as it were. Unfortunately, I have an international business trip I’m leaving for today. But I’ll be back again on this night in two weeks and hopefully we can do it again.

Xandra

P.S. Just to soothe your ego, you did live up to your promise big guy. I’ll see you in two weeks.

--

Angus grinned reading the note while he leaned against the bench, his whole body ached, luckily for him, he didn’t need to get back to the fire house for another two days. He could heal in that time he though, as the fresh scratches on his back tingled as his back muscles stretched.

Heat flared in his cheeks as he read her last line, ‘Damn, I can’t wait until she’s back,’ he thought. There was something different about that woman, she was amazing. He felt so free being with her. He didn’t have to restrain his considerable strength, she felt like a blessing to him and he hoped it kept feeling that way when she returned from her trip.

On his way to work two days later, he felt a restless burning stir in his body. It was like an itch that he couldn’t reach and it was starting to drive him nuts as he parked in the lot. He entered the front of the firehouse and was suddenly blasted with a tidal wave of energy. The sea of testosterone and a few splashes of estrogen washed over him, he somehow knew that sex had happened somewhere in here and quite a lot of it.

“Hey Angus, meet my girlfriend Shawna,” said Marcus, his best friend at the station, and he knew from the intense reeking smell coming from both of them that they had been getting physical with each other very recently as he noticed a stray drop of sweat peal down his forehead.

“Nice to meet you Shawna,” he said grabbing her hand but was suddenly shocked with a pulse of energy. A white flash run over his eyes and through his body as he made contact with her skin.

“Are you ok Angus?” asked Marcus as he noticed his reaction.

“Yeah it’s alright. I just got shocked that’s all,” he said grinning. Somehow knowing they’ll end up married. It was totally freaking him out as he passed another work mate and could smell the sex on him. He sat down in one of the bunkrooms and tried to block out the overwhelming smell of testosterone and sex as it clobbered him.

He was so hard now he was throbbing. ‘Damn, how did such a simple touch with her cause this reaction?’ he thought desperately as he looked around and quickly unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants opening them and sliding his boxers down. Grasping his thick cock, he stroked himself hard and fast, running to a quick finish as he spurted hard into his hand. He quickly cleaned himself off and did his pants back up and looked around again, hoping nobody saw his rather public display.

--
All throughout his two day shift, he kept analysing the multitude of smells that bombarded him. Food seemed to taste a lot different, in a good way. The flavour came out in a richness that drenched his senses. It still freaked him out of the scent of testosterone rolling out of his buddies. He just wanted to go home and try to forget the strangest two days he had in awhile.

They had a callout come in only an hour before the shift break was due, he was hoping this wouldn’t happen since everything had gone weird on him. He stepped out of the truck to help with the hose, the burning house in front of them. The smell gathers around him of rich burning wood that twisted around and pressed against his nose and lungs. Along with the wet smell of the grass and nearby trees pushing in along with the sweat and hormone charged smell from the men behind him.

He forced it all out while he aimed the hose at the fire, after they had saved the woman’s house, she looked at him with hungry eyes, sending a sharp hard burn right to his cock immediately making him incredibly uncomfortable as his pants bulged. The woman smelled hot and needy that just set his whole body on fire. He bit back a curse and grunted as he helped stow away the hose.

He spent the next two days confined in his house, the smells weren’t quite as invasive but he knew he had to get back out there. He sucked in a breath, the exotic scent of Xandra’s body still clung to his bed and pillows. He had came so much over the last week he was worried he was going to break something.

He needed to find a woman to take the edge off, he was fast becoming unable to satisfy himself with just his hand. He got up and dressed in his black evening clothes and left outside. He stumbled as the intensity of the night swirled around him. He could smell the pollen in the flowers, the sprouting of grass seeds in the ground.

He was going certifiable, the smell of leather in his car leapt out and clobbered him with the thick musky smell wrapping around his head and squeezing it. His nose was so damn sensitive now and he didn’t know why. He dreaded going back to the firehouse in two days if his senses had picked up this much in only a few days, the clinging rough thickness of testosterone in the air, walls and furniture at the firehouse would only just go up in intensity.

He was still pretty disturbed at the flashes their only female fire fighter gave him. She was a total bombshell, Craig wouldn’t know what hit him once she got around to the plans she’s been thinking of for the two of them.

After driving to the nearest pub, he sat down at the bar and waited. He didn’t have to wait long until a woman approached him. He usually hated their type, the slutty trashy type. But right now, he desperately needed to release the explosion of smells and hormones in here, was putting him on the edge of his self control before he snapped and dragged a woman out.

--

Xandra licked her lips as she observed Angus’ tight ass clenching as he powerfully thrust into the writhing woman underneath him. It seems that the effects were going hot and hard. One more week and she would be able to rescue him from the effects of the maddening seed.

“Holy, Xandra…your man is amazing. So powerfully built just like my Reece,” Sybil said licking her lips as she plopped down next to her in front of the scrying pool.

“Yes, I know I can’t wait to claim him. It’s a little hard watching him suffer though, I wish it was easier. Though the woman is lucky, she’s getting the ride of her life instead of the one way ticket down here which she would have gotten for being a slut,” said Xandra as she watched Angus arch his back while he cried out, his orgasm pulsing through him.

“He’s going to be strong enough, don’t worry. I think those firemen are lucky there aren’t anymore women than just that one who’s already seemingly attached. If there were…” said Sybil.

“I know about that orgy, that was fun,” said Xandra chuckling. “But you’re right, they are lucky or they’d probably be stuck at the firehouse screwing each other’s brains out. Their needed for emergencies and Angus’ shifting body chemistry will mess with theirs,” she continued.

“Though it would have been fun to watch,” she said laughing.

“It would,” she said licking her lips.

--

Angus slowly got off the bed and snuck into the shower quickly, washing all the sweat and etc. from his body. This woman’s house smelled like a damn brothel, he had to get out of here before he crawled out of his skin. Quickly he dressed and left out the door, while the woman was lying blissfully passed out on the bed.

Silently dreading walking into the firehouse, he parked his car in the front lot of the station. He walked in and he was right, the smell had magnified greatly and he hoped his wayward cock would behave itself better this time as he strode into the house and put his food money in the jar.

He felt a wave of instinct wash over him, he suddenly wanted to know if Sally had achieved her goals for the week. He knew that it was their private business but something was urging him into it.

He reached forward, grabbed Sally’s arm and got a bright white flash of energy lashing through him.

“Angus?” she asked turning.

“Sorry, I was wondering how your week has been,” he asked casually and mentally shifting through all the erotic steamy images of Craig and her doing the most erotic things to each other.

She blushed and grinned broadly, “It’s been going great, you?”

“Good, same old,” he said grinning before hurrying to the restroom to relive himself of the painful hardness he’d sprouted from the imagery.

--


“Oh holy, we have a problem,” said Xandra watching the feed through the pool.

“What is it Xan?” asked Sybil as she plopped down next to her.

“The female fire fighter is being affected by the demon energy. She’s on the prowl for her recently acquired boyfriend. Something tells me they’re going to get into a lot of trouble,” said Xandra.

“This will be fun to watch,” said Sybil as she sat to watch.

--

Angus pushed open the restroom door and looked around before going to look for Sally, he knew something was wrong there. He rounded the corner towards the fire engine garage and swallowed a groan as he was confronted with the hot hammering smells of arousal. Sally was on her knees with Craig’s thick cock shoved all the down her mouth with his shorts discarded on the ground.

He was rooted to the spot as she sucked him mercilessly until he creamed, while moaning against the front of the truck. Angus stepped back behind a truck as Craig came back to his senses.

He gave him a moment to put his shorts back on and stepped around the engine. “How’s the cleaning going Craig?” he asked and noted his flushed face.

“Good, almost done with this one,” he said slightly breathless.

“Awesome, we’re having a pool game in the rec room in thirty minutes if you can make it,” said Angus.

“Of course,” said Craig as he looked at Sally.

At the end of their shift, Angus felt that he could begin to understand the strangeness that had overtaken him.

‘Just five more days until Xandra gets back since it started after she had left him. ‘Maybe she has the answer,’ he thought as he left the extremely sexually charged firehouse. Somehow he had an effect on his buddies he thought morosely, he had heard about or seen Craig and Sally in numerous situations. But his thoughts weren’t on them but on the highly sexually charged alpha males that would now be out on the prowl.

He still didn’t know if he could trust himself outside in the real world with only five days left, so he felt he could take the next shift off. He had the makings of a fever, he had felt constantly hot the last few hours even though it was the start of winter, the snowflakes falling around him seemingly sizzled as they got near him.

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Unable to battle the driving urges pounding at him, he spent three sweat drenched days trying to sate the burning urges in the warm pliant flesh of women who were only too grateful to him for the mind blasting orgasms he gave them under his touch. Even touching sent those senses off. Just touching inanimate objects became unusual, sometimes it hurt, another time it was pleasurable. Only two days left and then he hoped Xandra would be back and tell him what the hell was happening to him.

He knew without even thinking it, that a doctor wouldn’t have a clue what was wrong with him.
--

“Xandra, I know this is the hardest part. I hated seeing Reece struggle with the maddening urges. Your man is going to make it, just 36 more hours until you can go save him. You need something to occupy your time,” said Sybil as she approached Xandra.

“Thanks, I know he’ll be OK. He got through the last challenge only one is left, his mental strength,” said Xandra wanting to reach into the scrying pool and soothe Angus. Who was sweating profusely as he sat up on his bed and walked towards the shower, conflicting emotions appearing on his face as he turned on the full cold blast of the shower.

“He’ll be fine, the man is massive. He didn’t hurt those women just made them pass out from intensity, that’s the best indicator. He has enough mental strength to hold onto his extremely frayed control then he should make it the rest of the way,” said Sybil.

“Thanks, but I would prefer watching him for a bit longer before I need to head out for the soul collection,” said Xandra.

“Ok, see you later,” grinned Sybil.

--

After drinking more water, he slipped back in his chair as he got as comfortable as possible. He was so hot even with the snow drifting down outside of his window, he was melting, he only had a little over a day before she returned. He hoped she did, if not, he was admitting himself to hospital since he couldn’t go on like this. He had done the best he could to block the scents and smells out but they had become overpowering. He could even smell the breeze blowing against the outside of the glass.

He swiped another layer of thickening sweat off his forehead and tried to keep calm. His stomach rumbled as a cramp slapped him, he had been unmercifully hungry the last few days and had almost eaten everything he had bought, the last time he was out at the shop he had taken enough to feed an army for two whole weeks and it was mostly all gone. He was too afraid to leave the house now, the intensity of the smells swirling outside was surely going to make him gag or pass out.

After eating another large meal several hours later, he slid off the dampened chair and showered again. With the frigid cold water burning his skin, he felt like he was going to combust as the water worked on cooling him down. He cleaned himself the best he could. He stood under the water for minutes grunting, knowing he couldn’t stay under the coolness of the water for much longer.

He turned off the taps and bit back a curse as a wave of heat coursed over him. He quickly dried off then turned his air conditioner on full blast, trying his best to keep his fevered skin cool. He shut his eyes and hoped to gain some sleep, hours away from the exhausting heat plaguing him.

--

Night couldn’t come fast enough for him, he had drunk more water and eaten more food then he had thought humanly possible in the last few days. He collapsed against the bed with an exhausted sigh, his cock throbbed like an iron bar. Along with the inescapable heat, the ferocious arousal and touch sensitivity still washed over him.

He was quite certain Xandra had done something to him, she would be back tonight. But he feared he’d be too weak to do anything about it. Only six to twelve long hours left he thought until he’d know for sure if this woman was the cause of his woes.

--

Xandra grinned as she took one final look into the scrying pool, Angus was still hanging in there. The man was determined to not give up, it was time to go rescue him before he did actually combust.

--

She knocked on his door feeling the icy cold air seeping out from under the door. She tapped her foot as the door creaked open. With Angus standing there, his eyes rimmed with exhaustion as light glimmered off his reddened muscular skin. The sweat running off him in rivulets as his towel clung to his waist. Suddenly without speaking, he yanked her inside, shoving the door shut and dropping his towel.