Game is on : Part 2

Reagan left the hall looking hungrier than when she entered. Something was eating at her. It was a thirst that neither the tender hale nor the freshly cooked lamb chop could quench. Her whole body ached, especially her crotch. She pulled on her trousers and moaned as she said, "So this is what the old man called... blue balls. Why the fuck should I have to endure this!!! I have no balls."

She saw a silhouette form at the end of the corridor. It was an imposing figure that reminded her of George's old pictures. When she got close enough, it was Harry Winstor. He was not a strikingly handsome man like Arthur or Their father, Charles, but he had inherited their most attractive features. That is, a tall, slender body, white hair and the most vivid eyes. She thought to herself, "Who needs the northern lights? All you have to do is stare into the eyes of the Winstor children and you will be satisfied".

Harry, as if he could hear her thoughts, said, "Does the sight please you?

Reagan shrugged: "Um, you're okay, but you're not my type."

Harry laughed and replied, "I like you. You are funny. I kind of understand Annabella's fascination with you."

Reagan felt threatened by his last statement, which had an undertone of hostility. She knew she had to maintain a cool, disinterested demeanour and replied, "What can I do? I am a flirt."

Harry grinned and said in a commanding tone, "Enough with the small talk. I have seen the way you have been courting Annabella. You clearly do not leave her indifferent. But she belongs to my brother. I would ask you to stay away. If you do not, the consequences will be severe. I am actually trying to do you a favour."

Reagan arched an eyebrow and replied nonchalantly, "I was wondering when you were going to pull that stunt. The good cop/bad cop routine was getting tiresome. Now I see right through you."

Harry replied, "I beg your pardon.

Reagan said, "We both know you are not here for your brother. You are here for yourself. I have seen you looking lustfully at Annabella. You can barely hide your desire to possess her. The sad thing is that, unlike you, I do not even have to try so hard to get her to notice me. "

Harry was furious. A burning bright aura formed around him as he shouted, "How dare you, you... bastard! I could kill you right here and now."

Reagan felt the murderous intent emanating from Harry. It was strong. Anyone else would have shaken like a leaf at the sight of such a powerful aura. Reagan put her hand in her pocket and said with a yawn, "If you want to scare me, it will take more than that, prettyboi! Now... Annabella is a grown woman. She can hang out with whoever she wants... ok? I will not be intimidated by any of you idiots who think you can order people around."

As Reagan walked past Harry, she said, releasing her cursed energy:" If you have a problem with that statement... we can take it outside and fight it out." She stopped and looked directly into Harry's eyes. Harry felt as if the Reaper was standing next to him. The energy was so foul, brutal, and heinous that it made his knees shake and his mind race. He could hardly believe that such a bloodthirsty aura came from the nonchalant girl he had been talking to earlier. Harry raised his arms and said, "You brought it on yourself, Stone. I was genuinely trying to prevent a tragedy."

Reagan shrugged and walked away saying, "Bring it on!"

Harry frowned and went into the garden, where he was seen aggressively dragging and making out with Juliette, a girl who somehow resembled Annabella, but was just a pale copy.

Rea went into her room and closed the door. She sat down on her desk and began to recite the spell her grandmother had taught her to control her lust. She was interrupted by a knock on her door. But, She went to the window and smiled, opening it quickly as Yennifer entered her room with great agility. She seemed drunk. She then jumped into Reagan's arms and said, "Why are you playing hard to get? It's getting annoying!" Reagan looked down at her with an amused grin on her face:" You are drunk. Isn't our representative supposed to be a role model?"

She tackled Reagan and they both fell to the bed. Reagan exhaled sharply as Yennifer straddled her. She then said, "Yen... Yennifer, don't do this. It is ... not right. You are not in your right mind."

Reagan closed her eyes and shivered as she felt Yennifer's firm ass pressing against her crotch again. Yennifer held Reagan's wrists down and wiggled and giggled mischievously as she felt Reagan's cock harden. She then said: "Ooh I felt that thing against me before but now I am sure of it... I...totally...don't...leave...u...indifferent. I have never had a stud with muscles as big as yours. This will be a first."

Reagan freed her hands, sat up, grabbed Yennifer's hands and placed them firmly behind her back. She then took a moment to take in the otherworldly beauty of this woman she had pressed against her and whose scent was simply intoxicating. Reagan snapped out of it and said, "God damn it! Stop it Yennifer... this is not a game. I am not going to be your next conquest to be thrown away after you have used it".

Yennifer titled her and licked in a sensual manner Reagan's lips lingering on them as she said:" U are way too serious, sport. I appreciate you. Your body... your spirit ... It all so fascinating. I just want to feel you... to claim you for a day...a night...hours...minutes."

She began to grind and rub her breasts against Reagan's. Reagan released her grip and began to moan as her body shook.

Reagan said in a whisper, "This ....ahhh is wrong. You know ... I ... I am not over ....ah ..ah...Annabella ...uhmm..."

Yennifer looked deep into Reagan's eyes and said, "I also know that she will never give herself to you. She is too much of a goodie two shoes to break the rules." Reagan frowned. She knew it was true, but she still had hope. Was it her naivety or her stubbornness that made her cling to that hope? She obviously didn't know. Here and now was a woman willing to love her ... even for a night. Reagan looked into Yennifer's eyes and saw a burning passion that could keep her lonely soul warm even for a night... or a few hours.

Then Yennifer and Reagan kissed each other passionately. She took Reagan's hands and put them under her shirt, moaning softly. Then she said, "You feel it too... don't you? Your breath shortening... your heart pounding in your ears... your groin stiffening... It is the call of nature, yearning for life. Just give in to it."

Rea stopped the kiss abruptly and bit her lips hard, panting heavily. After regaining her composure, she said: "I... can't. I gave her my word that I would wait and I intend to keep it. It is the least I can do." Yennifer chuckled discreetly. She jumped off Reagan's lap and expertly fixed her clothes and hair. Then, as she opened a portal and stepped through, she said, "She's a lucky girl. I just hope the reality check won't be too painful." Those words... said in such a sensual way, cut deep. Reagan lay down and swallowed hard, wondering if rejecting Yennifer had been the mistake of a smitten fool that she would regret dearly.