Modern Magic 8

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About ten minutes later Beck pulled her into a room marked private, he had a bottle of Jameson irish whiskey. "I slipped the bartender $50 and bought the bottle to use the manager's office." he said before kissing her deeply and letting his hands rest over her backside.

Sam kissed him back and took ahold of his manhood. She was usually quick and to the point on these type of things. Her hand went down and unbuckled his pants and she unzipped them and her hand slid inside.

Within minutes they were naked on on top of the leather couch, each having took a healthy swig of the whiskey. "Are you on the pill Sam?" he asked even as he began to rub his manhood along her sex. "I don't have any rubbers on me." saying it more like he had never thought he'd be having sex tonight.

“Oh yes sir, now shut up and fuck the hell out me.” Sam smiled as she kissed at his neck and shoulder.

Beck smirked and thrust deeply inside Sam, "You're the boss." Leaning down her captured her right nipple and suckled happily upon it as his hips began to move.

Samantha wrapped her legs around his back and held on for the wild ride. She clung to him as he thrust against her and she next latched onto his neck and began to kiss and nibble on his ear.

Beck chuckled and continued to thrust into Samantha, "Damn you texas girls are pretty fine."

“Hell I’m a special type of girl you just got to get to know me!” Sam panted against him as she leaned forward and began to suck hard on his neck.

A short time later Sam's phone beeped as she was getting a text message.

Sam groaned and lifted her phone to see who was texting her. She was slightly annoyed at the bother but checked it anyway.

Bors had text her, "I will be there in twenty minutes, Ryan thinks he has found something."

She text him back just the word ok. She looked to Beck, “So how am I gonna meet you again?”

"Do you get to Boston much?" Beck asked as he continued to slowly thrust into Samantha. "Either that or I suppose I could roll into New York at some point."

Sam smiled and groaned a little, “Come visit me in New York I’ll give you my phone number.” She told him as she took hold of his back. “Now fuck me hard would ya.” She said with a wink.

Beck did as she asked and just after they shared a climax her phone beeped again, "Uh oh Cinderella, I think that is your carriage." He was laying on his back on the couch with the bottle of whiskey. Reaching down he picked p her panties and waved them at her, "I should probably keep these, give me an excuse to find you in New York."

Sam shook head and wiggled into her pants and shirt. She took ahold of her phone, “What’s your number?” She asked him.

"872-234-3356" he answered her. "Yours?" he asked in return.

She typed his number in and suddenly his phone buzzed with a text, “There ya go.” She smiled and went to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t leave me high and dry ok.”

"Course not." he said.

As she got out to the SUV Bors was waiting for her, "Ryan wanted us to pick him up at the trailhead, he has something to show us."

“Sure thing.” Samantha buckled up and put her phone in her pocket of her pants.

As they drove Bors looked over, "I'm surprised he left you by yourself while he went to investigate the scene."

Sam looked down at her hands. “I think I upset him with my drunken words.” She admitted. She recognized her drunk was wearing off but she could still feel alittle off her balance.

Bors said nothing, just kept driving to the trailhead where Ryan was waiting for them. They pulled in and shut the car off. Ryan nodded to Bors, "We shouldn't need the swords now, since we have Emrys with us."

Sam opened her door and stepped out. Her eyes went immediately to Ryan. “What did you find?” She asked in a decent tone.

Ryan shook his head, "I have no idea how to classify this, just follow me." He led them up the trail into a sparser area where there were not so many campsites and stopp at one draped with yellow caution tape. He led them over to an area where a single sapling was growing between two of the tents. Ryan leaned down and used his phone to light the sapling's base.

"Is that blood?" Bors asked looking back at Ryan who only nodded his head positive.

Sam followed and once they were led to where Ryan took them she examined the area slightly. When Bors said blood she looked hard at the area they were shining a light. “Looks like blood to me.”

"It is blood and this tree is growing in it, but it isn't blood soaked ground. It is a pool of blood at least 2 feet deep." Ryan explained pointing to a nearby yard stick with the same red blood on it.

“Holy cow.” Samantha breathed as she began to see all the blood near her. “How?”

"No idea, but if your magic brought us here then something is happening." Ryan replied.

Bors spoke next, "Let's get out of here, come back in the light if needs be."

Sam knelt down and examined closer for a moment. As she stood back up she looked to Ryan. “Do we know if this is human or creature? Or maybe magic where it’s not even real?” She took a step away to head back to the SUV.

"They are looking into it, but one of the park employees said they found a scrap of a tee shirt in there. The lead ranger has blocked off this area for the forseeable future, I got a list of the hikers that were staying there. Maybe you can get something using magic?" Ryan said as they approached the SUV.

Sam looked at Ryan, her eyes held his for a moment before she spoke. “How would I do that?” She asked him. The fact that she didn’t know exactly how her magic came about confused her. Sometimes things would just come to her other times she knew what to say and now this time she was worried she wouldn’t know what to do or how to do it. In her mind she told herself for the magic to work.

Bors got into the front seaat and when Sam and Ryan were seated he spoke, "Theo could speak, like names on that list and get an idea of where the person was, if they were dead or alive. And even sometimes what had happened to the. Don't push yourself too hard, it will come."

Sam looked to Bors and nodded, “But I want to help and I don’t know how.” She looked down and then to Ryan. Her eyes soft but she shook her head. “I wish I knew how this magic stuff worked.”

"It's not easy." Ryan replied, "Give it some time, it'll come to you."

Bors drove them back to the house and pulled into the garage, "Get some sleep, we will head back tomorrow and get a better look around."

She nodded and got out of the SUV. “Ryan can I talk to you?” She asked as she stepped out.

Bors walked in ahead of them leaving them in the garage alone. Ryan looked at her, "What's on your mind Sam?"

When he called her Sam she blushed, “I wanted to apologize for my drunken behavior.” She looked down and tear burned her eyes.

"You've nothing to apologize for." Ryan said, "This was a big thing that just landed in your lap. Believe me, when my father told me we were descended from the actual knights of the round table I thought he was nuts."

“I made you upset and shouldn’t have no matter what the issue or situation is.” Sam looked up to him. “I am sorry for my actions and I should be ashamed. But I have to admit something and get it off my chest.” Sam looked down and shifted her feet for a moment. Her eyes traveled back up to him and she breathed in shallowly. Her fear of rejection flooded her completely. Here goes nothing.

Before she could say anything, she felt a heave in her stomach as though someone had just punched her. Somewhere near the SUV cme a strange sound like something wet plopped off the under carriage and landed on the floor. Ryan took ahold of Sam and moved her closer to the door and took out his sword. From under the rear of the car came a gurgled noise and Sam felt a cold sensation of a plain wrongness coming closer to her.

“What is…” She sucked in air and looked at Ryan. Then she continued once she had the air in her lungs again, “What is it?”

Ryan motioned her towards the door, "Bors." Before she could move though a small shape rushed from under the SUV towards Ryan. "Eya!!" it cried as it raised little tree like arms towards the knight. Almost within striking distance it suddenly grew and punched Ryan hard enough to send him backwards to the concrete. It then turned sickly yellow eyes to Sam and opened a mouth full of bone colored teeth.

Samantha backed up and inched toward the door, “B-Bors!!” She yelled. This thing was creepy and the presence bothered her. She placed a hand in front of her and ordered the thing to stop, “Stop!”

It shuddered a little but continued to come on towards her, "Eeeemmrryyss!!" Then it became taller and in the flicker of the garage lights it looked like a person and a plant at the same time. Taking another step Sam heard a voice in her head, a woman's voice, "What am I!? For the love of god HELP ME!!!"

Sams eyes got wide after hearing the woman. “Wait I can hear you! I’ll help you! Just stop hurting my friend.” Sam told the woman. Hearing the voice made her realize maybe this creature was once a lady.

With a roar the creature jumped for Sam holding out it's long fingerd hands towards her. Instead of hitting Sam though the hands came free of the thing's body as Bors and his sword intercepted it. Pushing Sam back Bors struck out again and more of the tree like body fell away as it shrieked and sought some way to fight the knight. Ryan managed to get to his feet and reclaim his sword and struck at one of the legs. All Sam could read from the creature now was hatred and a desire to kill the humans and this one called Emrys.

Falling against the garage wall she fell to her bottom and covered her face and ears as the creature shrieked. In the end of the battle they could find her holding her legs up against her chest and fear written across her face.

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Modern Magic 10