![]() Immortal Slave 2/ Xavier's Blood Requiem-part 5A Chapter by desertraven
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Cassandra and I decided to not consummate our union, until after we announced our commitment to my mother. This made sleeping next to her all that more difficult, as you would imagine. Those blustery winter days, snuggled together deep in a cozy cave, well, an Alpha male could only withstand just so much. She caught me on more than one occasion, sliding my paws just a little too close to her pale, but luscious breasts. She’d giggle and slide my hand away. Can’t blame a guy for tryin’.
By the grace of the Great One, our travels back to my home, were not drawn out. My dark lovely lady was aghast at the size of my family’s home. The castle at which she was imprisoned, though spacious and palatial , was not her home. She compared my home to that, of which her brothers and herself grew up in, before she was kidnapped.
I escorted her threw the side entrance. Once in the kitchen, we found Mother, cleaning, of all things. Before we could mutter a "Hello," Mother said without even a turn of her head, "I knew you were coming with company, so I decided to straighten up a bit."
The entire lower floor, was bursting with beautiful, exotic flower arrangements in every direction. We looked at each other, then at Mother inquisitively.
"I believe there is, a little something (pause) you two might want to tell me?" she toyed, with twinkling eyes and a grin from ear to ear. Cassandra and I were dumb founded.
"How could she know?" I thought to myself.
"A mother’s intuition, Xavier. It never fails..." she said, still smirking. She slid her hand around Cassandra’s bicep and led her to the walk in cooler.
There, she had already prepped several "meals" for us, apparently flash freezing them, so they may thaw, rejuvenate and be just as fresh as they were the day she picked them out. Gotta love Mother’s foresight.
Father had rigged an old tanning bed into a virtual walk in microwave years before he died, at Mother’s request. Mother and I placed one "meal" at a time in the "microwave" to defrost. The three of us feasted for what seemed like hours, sharing a wonderful meal and pleasant conversation. As the time to make our announcement presented itself, Mother was so ecstatic she could barely contain herself.
" Cassandra, my dear, before you and my son seal your commitment, you must first tell me more about yourself. You seem quite taken with my son. I sense gratitude and appreciation, yet, you have the regalness and refinement of a royal. Have you any royalty within your family?" asked Mother coyly, casting her line, fishing for answers I could swear she already possessed . ****************************************************************************** © 2008 desertravenAuthor's Note
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Added on March 30, 2008Last Updated on March 30, 2008 Author![]() desertravenLongview, TXAboutMy name is Sandra Ferrara Gentry. I am a writer, artist and no longer a stay at home mom. I went back to work in the restaurant business. I'm 44, a mother of 3 daughters, Samantha 23 , Kayla 19 and Ke.. more..Writing
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