College Encounter

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College Encounter Narrated by Wayne Leguette and Nikki Delgado I walked through the moonlit campus, feeling a chill run down my spine. The air was thick with an eerie stillness and I couldn't shake the sense of being watched. It was then that I heard it, a low growl coming from the shadows.

Adrenaline surged through me as I tried to make out what was lurking in the darkness, but before I could react there was another sound, a swooshing noise overhead, like something cutting through the air. I looked up just in time to see a figure leaping from one rooftop to another. My heart pounded in my chest as fear and curiosity battled for control.

What on earth was going on at this seemingly mundane university campus? As my mind raced, another figure emerged from the shadows, tall, muscular, and undeniably dangerous. Who's there? I stammered, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart.

The figure stepped closer, his eyes flashing with an intensity that made me feel both vulnerable and strangely aroused. He opened his mouth as if to speak but was interrupted by a sudden rustling in the bushes, without missing a beat, he lunged towards the source of the noise, and a split second later let out a blood-curdling scream. I froze in terror at what must have been mere feet away, some sort of creature latched onto his arm, its jaws dripping with saliva as it sunk its teeth into him again and again.

His screams turned to gurgles as he collapsed to the ground, lifeless eyes staring blankly ahead. The panic set in as I turned to run, only to find myself face to face with another figure emerging from behind me. This one was different though, more refined somehow, his piercing blue eyes seemed older than time itself as they bore into mine.

Before I could move or speak or even think clearly for that matter, he lunged at me, pinning me against the tree with one hand while his other hand travelled down my body, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He looked into my eyes as his fingers found their way beneath the fabric of my panties, teasing and exploring with maddening precision. My breath quickened as a wave of desire washed over me, completely overpowering any fear or rational thought.

His lips crashed onto mine, demanding and possessive as his fingers continued their relentless assault on my throbbing sex. I moaned into his mouth, losing myself in the intoxicating mix of pleasure and danger. I wanted him, more than I'd ever wanted anything before, but just as I was on the brink of pure ecstasy, he pulled away, leaving me breathless and desperate for more.

I want you, I pleaded, please don't stop. His eyes burned with an intensity that made it clear he was fighting an internal battle, torn between desire and something else entirely, but the moment was shattered when another growl echoed through the night, reminding us both that we were far from alone. The mysterious stranger cursed under his breath as he turned to face whoever or whatever else was out there.

My heart raced as I watched him, equal parts terrified for his safety and desperate for him to come back to me, but before either one of us could react, a third figure emerged from the shadows, strong, powerful, and undeniably naked. He towered over both of us, muscles rippling in the moonlight as he surveyed the scene with an air of quiet confidence. Amara, he said, his voice deep and melodic like something out of a dream.

So, you've finally returned to your old tricks. Amara, the name sent a shiver down my spine as memories flooded back, memories of another time and place where I had been so much more than just a mere mortal, but before I could process this revelation, the stranger turned his attention to me, his eyes filled with an intensity that made it clear he was not about to let me go without a fight. He said, his voice low and commanding, I hesitated for a moment, torn between my desire to stay and the instinct for self-preservation that had kept me alive all these years, but then another growl echoed through the night, louder and closer than before, and any doubt was instantly erased.

I turned and ran as fast as my legs would carry me, not daring to look back until I reached the safety of my dorm room. As I collapsed onto my bed, heart still racing from both fear and arousal alike, I couldn't help but wonder what fate had in store for me now. All I knew was that life as I knew it would never be the same again.

As I lay on my bed, the events of that night played over and over in my mind, the mysterious figures, the danger, and most of all the overwhelming desire that had coursed through me. I couldn't shake the memory of his touch, his lips on mine, and how it had made me feel alive in a way I'd never experienced before. But amidst the confusion and desire, one thought burned bright in my mind.

Amara. The name sent shivers down my spine as I tried to reconcile it with my own identity. How was it possible? Could I really be… her? The thought seemed both thrilling and terrifying all at once.

I knew I couldn't ignore what had happened, the creatures, the strangers who seemed to know more about me than they let on. There was a whole other world out there that I had been oblivious to, and now it was knocking at my door. Determination surged within me as I resolved to find out the truth.

Who was Amara, and why did these beings seem so invested in her, or should I say, me? If there were answers to be found, they surely lay beyond the safety of campus grounds. The next day dawned bright and crisp as I prepared for my mission.

With every step across campus, excitement coursed through my veins. It was as if a new chapter of my life was unfolding before me, one filled with intrigue and possibility. As evening descended once more, I set out towards the place where it had all begun, under the sprawling oak tree at the edge of campus.

Shadows danced around me as anticipation built, a part of me hoping for their return while another trembled at the thought. And then they came. Silent as smoke, yet undeniable in their presence, they emerged from darkness like phantoms summoned by fate itself.

Blue-eyed stranger gave no indication he recognized me. Instead, dark eyes bore into my soul, weighing me with an ancient scrutiny. My heart quickened as he stepped forward, uttering a single word.

His voice resonated through the air, sending shivers down my spine. In that moment, I knew there was no denying it. Amara was who I once was, and still carried within me.

But there were questions that demanded answers. I took a step closer to him and met his intense gaze. Who are you? And what do you want with me? He regarded me in silence for a moment before finally speaking, his voice like velvet and steel intertwining.

I am called Dimitri, a guardian of this realm. His eyes flicked towards the lifeless body we had discovered last night. Or what remains of it.

My mind swirled with more questions, but before I could ask them all, the blue-eyed stranger stepped forward, his gaze now softer yet no less intense. And I, he said, his voice carrying a hint of something that sent a delicious shiver down my spine, am called Lucian. Recognition flared within me as our gazes locked, the spark between us undeniable, even amidst the enigma that surrounded our connection.

Dimitri's voice broke through my thoughts. You have awakened something within her, he said to Lucian, his tone both admonishing and curious. Lucian's lips curled into a knowing smile as he turned to face me fully once again.

She is drawn to danger like moth to flame, Dimitri continued in a tone of caution. Then it is fortunate that I excel at keeping danger at bay, Lucian replied without taking his eyes off mine. A current of electricity seemed to hum between us as his words sank in, an unspoken promise of protection and so much more, but there was still one question burning on my tongue.

Why? I asked, searching his face for any hint of an answer. Why am I drawn to danger? And what does it have to do with Amara? Lucian's gaze held mine for a moment longer before finally speaking, his voice laced with a mixture of tenderness and something far more primal.

Amara was not like other humans. She had gifts, powers that made her both desired and feared by beings from other realms. My mind reeled at the revelation as memories of another time and place flooded my senses, glimpses of power and passion, darkness and desire.

I tried to make sense of it all, but Lucian's voice brought me back to the present. And you, dear Amara? He said, taking a step closer until I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

You carry her essence within you, a spark waiting to be ignited. His words sent shivers down my spine as our gazes locked once more, the connection between us now undeniable. Something ancient and powerful was awakening within me, a force that drew me not only to danger but also to him.

I took a step closer, unable to resist the magnetic pull that seemed to grow stronger with every passing second. His eyes smoldered with desire as he reached out a hand, tracing his fingers lightly along the curve of my jaw. You crave it, he whispered, his voice husky with need.

The thrill of surrendering to your desires, embracing the darkness that lies within. A low moan escaped my lips as his touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, igniting a fire that burned hotter than anything I'd ever known. But first, he said, his voice filled with both promise and warning.

You must learn to control it, or else risk being consumed by the very forces that seek to possess you. I searched his eyes for any sign of doubt but found only unwavering certainty. In that moment, I knew there was no turning back.

The path before me was as treacherous as it was alluring, and I was more than ready to embrace it. Teach me, I said, my voice a breathless plea. Show me who I truly am.

A wicked smile played at the corners of his lips as he pulled me into his arms, his touch setting my body ablaze with need. Oh, Amara, he murmured against my ear, his voice dripping with desire. You have no idea what you're asking for.

And with that, he claimed my lips in a kiss that left no doubt about the darkness and passion that lay ahead. As our bodies pressed together in the moonlit night, Dimitri's stoic gaze remained fixed upon us, a guardian in more ways than one. The realm beyond the human world awaited us both with its secrets and dangers alike, but for now all that mattered was this undeniable connection between two souls destined to be entwined in ways yet to be revealed.

Lucian's lips moved hungrily against mine as his hands wandered over my body, igniting every nerve ending they encountered. My earlier inhibitions were quickly fading away under the intoxicating spell of desire he had cast upon me. I arched into him, craving more of his touch as our tongues danced in a sensual battle for dominance.

His fingers traced a scorching path down my spine before gripping my ass and pulling me flush against him, letting me feel the hardened length of his arousal. A low moan escaped from deep within me as I ground against him, reveling in the delicious friction. His mouth left mine to trail hot kisses along my jawline and down to the sensitive skin of my neck.

Each flick of his tongue sent ripples of pleasure coursing through me. You taste exquisite. He growled against my skin before nipping at the hollow of my throat.

But there is so much more I want to explore. I shivered at his words, overwhelmed by the hunger and intensity that radiated from him. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, raw and primal, bordering on insatiable, and the realization that he wanted me just as fiercely only fuelled the fire burning within.

Lucian's hands roamed over my body, memorizing every curve and dip as if he were committing it all to memory. The air crackled with electricity, heightening every sensation and making the world around us fade into insignificance. He trailed his lips lower, leaving a searing trail of wet kisses along the swell of my breasts.

My skin prickled with anticipation as he freed one breast from its confines, his hot breath ghosting over the hardened peak, before taking it into his mouth. I gasped at the sensation, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through me. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud while his free hand kneaded my other breast, sending shockwaves of desire straight to my core.

I tangled my fingers in his dark hair, urging him closer as I lost myself in the heat of his mouth on my skin. Every touch was like a sweet torment pushing me further towards the edge of bliss, but just as I thought I couldn't take any more, Lucian's touch shifted lower, his fingers tracing a maddening path down my abdomen until they reached the waistband of my skirt. With a swift motion he tugged it down along with my panties until I stood before him completely exposed.

His eyes devoured every inch of me, full of hunger and appreciation that sent a fresh wave of arousal coursing through me. It was an intoxicating feeling, being desired so fiercely by this enigmatic stranger who seemed to understand and awaken something deep within me. Lucian sank to his knees before me, placing soft kisses on each thigh as his hands glided up my legs in a teasing caress.

I trembled under his touch, anticipation and need pooling between my thighs. His fingers parted my slick folds, teasing at my entrance before delving inside with a slow, torturous thrust. A moan escaped my lips as he began to move, his touch expertly exploring the depths of my heat.

You're so wet for me, he growled, his voice laced with satisfaction. And I've only just begun. I gripped the edge of the table behind me for support, my legs threatening to give way from the sheer intensity of pleasure radiating through me.

Lucian's tongue traced circles around my clit, sending electric jolts of sensation straight to my core. Every stroke and flick of his tongue brought me closer to the edge until I was teetering on the precipice of ecstasy. My body thrummed with need as I bucked against him, chasing that release that was just within reach.

But just as I felt myself on the verge of shattering into a million pieces, Lucian pulled away, leaving me achingly empty and craving more. He stood up and reclaimed my lips in a searing kiss, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. You're mine, he whispered against my lips, his voice dripping with possessiveness.

And I'm going to show you just how good it can be. The promise in his words sent a thrill down my spine as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off, revealing a chiseled chest covered in intricate tattoos that seemed to shimmer in the moonlight. I traced a finger over one of the designs, the image of a wolf howling at the moon, and looked up at him curiously.

Before I could ask about its significance, his hand tangled in my hair and tilted my head back. He said gruffly, his gaze smoldering with desire. His fingers deftly undid the buttons on my blouse one by one until it fell open, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze.

He traced a finger along the edge of my lacy bra, the touch sending a delicious shiver down my spine. You're even more beautiful than I imagined, he said in a low, husky voice that made my insides quiver. And I've imagined this moment countless times.

I felt a surge of heat at his words, thrilled by the thought that he wanted me just as desperately as I wanted him. The air crackled with tension as he unhooked my bra and tossed it aside, bearing my breasts to his ravenous eyes. Someone's mouth descended on one nipple, sucking it into his mouth and tugging gently with each flick of his tongue.

A breathless sigh escaped my lips as I arched into him, offering myself up to his exploration. His hand trailed lower until it reached the apex of my thighs, and he groaned in satisfaction at how wet and ready I was for him. So fucking perfect, he muttered against my skin before claiming my lips in a searing kiss that stole any coherent thought from me.

I was lost in him, consumed by the heady mix of desire and need that threatened to obliterate everything else. This connection between us felt like destiny, two souls finally finding their match amidst all the chaos and uncertainty of the world. Lucian's touch left a trail of fire in its wake as he caressed every inch of me, stroking the flames of passion until they roared out of control.

There was an urgency in our movements now, a hunger that couldn't be denied or contained. He swiftly unbuckled his belt and rid himself of his pants and boxes, freeing his impressive length from its confines. My eyes widened at the sight before me, hard and throbbing with need just like mine.

Without hesitation, Lucian positioned himself at my entrance and pushed inside with one fluid motion, filling me completely. A gasp tore from my lips at the exquisite sensation of being stretched and claimed by him. We both stilled for a moment, lost in the overwhelming connection between us.

I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, pounding in rhythm with mine as our bodies molded together as if made for this very moment. Then with a low growl that sent shivers down my spine, he began to move, thrusting into me with a primal intensity that left me breathless. Every stroke was like liquid fire, igniting a frenzy of pleasure that consumed us both.

I clung to him desperately as he drove me closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. Hormones mingled in the air along with the intoxicating scent of sex and desire that permeated every corner of the room. Harder, I whispered, overwhelmed by the insatiable need coursing through me.

I want to feel all of you. Lucian's grip tightened on my hips as he quickened his pace, each thrust driving us both higher towards an inevitable climax. The table beneath us creaked and groaned in protest, but held.