Insatiable - Chapter 2 - Dark Divulgence - Sex Stories

Insatiable - Chapter 2 - Dark Divulgence

... sure when she'd get another chance to do this. At least not at home. Not until Kayden understood and accepted what she truly was.

Cassandra took deep breaths through her nose, exhaling each slowly through her mouth. She entered a state of meditation, clearing her mind of all distractions. The dark haired beauty reached down with purpose and took up the knife. She raised her left arm and extended it forward, her palm outstretched over the empty bowl.

Her right hand joined it and the knife bit deeply into her flesh. She uttered only a slight pained murmur as the edge flowed through her hand and her crimson fluids began to leak. First a long trickle from the deep wound, pooling in a dark red puddle. After the initial gush, blood continued to dribble down into the bowl, turning slowly to drips as it collected in the bottom. Her heartbeat ticked up as Cassie set down the knife. The essence of life wept from her hand as she closed her eyes and recited the invocation in her mind.

'Honored ancestors of the night. Proud and long lived Chosen! I offer you my very own blood. In return, I ask only that you listen and offer your counsel should you choose.'

*drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip*

As her blood gathered in the offering well, Cassie's eyes remained shut and she waited for the first whispers to arrive. They came quickly, creeping into the recesses of her mind and echoing through the emptiness of her zen state. The light of the candles danced on her ...

... placid face as a thousand hungry voices gathered in her mind.

Soon, she would ask the first of her three questions. Never more than three. Everything she'd read about the rite was explicitly clear on that point.

'Ancestors... Has the time come for me to leave Sadie and the Crimson Tide?'

'No...'

'Not yet, child.'

'Patience!'

'Noooo...'

Consensus. Always a good sign. Cassie waited a spell before posing her second query.

'Ancestors... Can I form a new clan without making Sadie my enemy?'

'Hahahahaha!'

'Unlikely.'

'Perhaps?'

'Good luck, half blood!'

*cackle*

Unhelpful. She would try asking the question a different way next time. Some of them loved to mock how she wasn't like Sadie. Wasn't pure blood. The Chosen had always been hung up on bloodlines and purity, for obvious reasons. Cassandra waited before asking the final question, but not long. Too much blood loss and she would start to grow faint.

'Ancestors... The young man I've just met, Kayden. Shall I bind him to me and make him one of the Chosen?'

'Yes.'

'No!'

'Dangerous.'

'Do it!'

'Hard to say.'

'Risky...'

Division. It was sadly common. The ancestors were diverse and often had different views. This wasn't turning out to be one of the more insightful communions, but it was always worth the effort to seek the elders wisdom.

Just as Cassie was about to bring the ceremony to a close, a steely voice pierced the veil of her mind. A deep, vicious, authoritative ...