Where’s Kris

Hunnie Inzotta







"No more, please!" With shaky legs, panting through every breath, exhaustion took me over.

Bahm doesn't ease off one bit. He continues this torture with his tongue.



"Mmm...one more," he groans, the vibration reaching my folds and my teeth comes in contact with my bottom lip.



His buries his face even deeper between my thighs, gripping my waist and lapping my oh, so, sensitive clit. Then moving lower, his nose rubs against my nub as he inserts his long tongue into my canal repeatedly, flicking the inside.



I cry at the sensation, bucking in his grasp. The sensation, once again, brought me to an even higher place this time. My eyeballs rolls back in my head and I grab the sheets to my side while arching my back at the over stimulation, letting out a loud fulfilled whimper as I come undone all over his face for the third time.



Body spasm after body spasm, jerking involuntarily at the stimulation, and holding my breath until he stops his lapping finally, wow he meant what he said!





“My my...

I could watch and eat you all day, girl!"

He climbs up my body, kissing my lips as I struggled to hide my deep breaths.



"Never have I experienced a woman that gets as soaked as you, my love. I really enjoyed it," I wipe his mouth and face in the process of him speaking, blushing at his words. He's actually experienced it plenty of times with me! A chuckle escapes and he bites his bottom with a grin.





His sticky wet mouth slides over to my mark, sucking the thing like it would disappear, then he’d lift his head and speaking a foreign language, only to repeat the process.



Something then click in my brain and I become frantic!





“WAIT...wait!

Bahm!" Pushing him off slightly, he replies, "What is it?”.





"Can we go check on Kris now?"



"Not now." He sits up with an attitude and angered expression.





"But Kris...I mean Bahm, we need to go check up on him, I'm beginning to worry...that he's...dead, or something!"



Tears sprung free at the end, overthinking the worst from that horrific beating. Bahm surprisingly comforts me, pulling me closer to his chest.





"I-I'm sorry Hunnie, I can’t let you near him."



Breaking our hug, scooting to the edge of the king sized bed, he sighs and I walked over to his master bathroom upset, my heart moved at how much this forgetful Bahm really hatedKris now.





"Tomorrow Hunnie, I promise," he follows me into the bathroom just as I began to empty my bladder.





"No Bahm, Kris is my mate too, and you have to respect and accept my feelings towards him. I know you don't remember, but you loved Kris so--"



"ENOUGH!

He isn't to be trusted!

I don't have to accept, ANYTHING!" He snaps





"We go tomorrow morning!"





“NOO!

I'm going NOW!”

Stomping as I rise from the toilet, I summoned a portal back to my house right away! If this new Bahm wasn’t going to be understanding, then I don’t want to be here either.







"What are you doing!” He shrieks.





"Going to check on my other mate, that we just left there!" Suddenly he wraps his arms around me, restricting my magic from opening fully. Fear took me over. Was he going to hurt me...this ...new Bahm??





"WHAT ARE YOU--"





“-Theres cops and humans all over you house!

You can't just APPEAR inside!" He spoke deadly in my ears, finally letting me go as cold shivers run down my spine.





“What!

Where’s Kris?"





"You have a hole on the side of your house, Hunnie.

Someone must've called that in."





“But where’s Kris?

Why haven’t you said anything about him?”





Bahm glares down at me, thinking a bit too hard and I cup his face, I couldn't believe he'd went as far as wanting to kill Kris when his heart was in there, I can't believe he is being this way, trying to keep me away from him.



Praying deep inside, I hoped Kris was still alive and well.





"I'll cloak you, make you invisible until we find Kris." He sighs, kissing my forehead unexpectedly.





"Invisilia!!”



Right away we teleport smack dab in the middle of my living room filled with chattering investigators and many detectives inspecting the damage around the room.





"HAS ANYONE GOTTEN A HOLD OF THE OWENER YET?" A chief yells loudly.





"No sir!

We have to contact the bank, but we’ll go through the mail right now--"



“BAHM!

Don't let them continue, we have to do something!”

Whispering with wide eyes, I noticed a large puddle of blood soaked into the carpet in the corner of my eyes. It was the shape of a body.

Covering my muffled scream, that's Kris's blood, isn't it!



A few men were collecting samples and adding it into a vile then to a bag, it made me feel disgusted.





"He isn't here Hunnie.

I guess, I can clear out the humans."





"How?”

My voice shakes. Walking from my living room and through the hole to my bathroom, there was blood everywhere!





Oh Kris...





"Magical persuasion.

I'll whisper in their ears, getting them to leave.

I also need you to create a spell of illusion, so the house looks in perfect shape, can you do that?"





"Yes, can you mention it was a false alarm and that my neighbors are old and must've seen things...umm... something alone those lines."





"Got it."





Bahm began using his speed, running around the room and clearing the men out one by one. Then I used a trick magic of illusion to repair everything around the house.

All the men and woman walked out through the front doors, "Tell your superviser the house was in good condition, you didn't find anything and the neighbors are old and senile." Bahm whispers into the last guys ears, glaring at me as he does.



The sound of cop siren driving away were heard off in the distance before Bahm was back inside by my side.



"Do you know where he could of gone to?

Was if someone found him...what if--"





"Hunnie relax.. he's alive somewhere."





"But where did he go? How did he get up?"





"He isn't replying to me in our link, So I have no idea."



My eyes stung from the oncoming tears and I cry against Bahm's chest. The worst imaginable roamed through my thoughts. It was already so late at night here, meaning since this morning, we've left Kris all alone, bleeding out and lying in his own puddle of blood.



Shoving Bahm away, and hunching over, throwing up from the sight before me. The scent of blood was so strong in here, I couldn't stand seeing the destruction Bahm had caused.





"Are you alright?

Here..." Bahm rushes over, wiping my mouth with some cloth he found.







"We should get out of here."







"But Bahm, we need to find out what happened to Kris!"

Remembering that it was my neighbors that could of called the police, a plan comes to mind.





"Wait, we’re still invisible right?"





"Yes, why?"



"Follow me!”

Grabbing his hands, we exit through the front doors through my gates and make our way across the street, up to my neighbors porch and up to the door.







"What are we doing here?”





"My neighbor, he told me before he has cameras that aims this way.



Using my magic, the front doors fly open, then Bahm begins snickering behind me as I'm met with my neighbor, sitting in his rocking chair and staring my way.





"Susan!

I think the house is haunted!”







"Why?”





"The doors..just opened on it's own!"

The old man yells and his wife comes from around the corners, sucks her teeth and rushes to close just as we hurry in.





"Let's find his security system."





"Already did,"Bahm says, telpoerting us somewhere throughout the house.



“Electronics...Kris had many back in the penthouse, so... I remember what they sounded like." He says, almost with a face full of sorrow.



Right away, I proceeded to the desk filled with many monitors, searching for the security application and when found, rewinding to this mornings time.

Coming across Bahm and Kris both being inflicted by my warding barrier, slowly I deleted the parts of Bahm being zapped away, some homeless man retrieving Kris and then both going invisible shortly after, then you see Kris's body fly into the side of my house.



It pained me to see this. Kris wasn't immortal like Bahm, he must’ve been seriously hurt just by the first impact...



Upon fast forwarding almost three hours, a funeral type car pulls up by my front gates and a woman steps out. She hold her phone in her hands and then rushes to the front door, knocking before she puts her ears to the door and runs around the house, disappearing from view.





"Oh my gosh!” A blissful shriek erupts.





"WHAT!"

Bahm also shrieks while sticking his face into the monitor, not understanding anything on this screen.







"It's Annie!

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Kris' mother!"