Cursed Blood |Lesbian Story| - Chapter 36: Chapter 36

I felt a slight tickling on my lips and the weight of someone on top of me. The sensation that faintly nibbled on my skin caused me to frown in confusion. Part of me wanted to open my eyes, but my body couldn't oblige. Strangely, the area around my hips felt hot and bothered, as if I was set on fire.
After a short moment of disoriented state, I was able to identify the source of these feelings. Someone's soft velvet tongue was caressing my neck and collarbone. That person's hands roamed around the sides of my body and over my stomach.
I felt like I was in a lucid dream, my quiet whimpers were weakly audible, but at the same time, it didn't feel like my own. The wetness began to seep out from between my legs. Something wasn't right. I tried as hard as I could to open my eyes but to no avail. The images kept blacking out of my vision. I fought to keep my eyelids up until I saw a silhouette of a girl. Long silky hair brushed over my chest and shoulders as she moved. I was certain it was a girl straddling me and slowly grinding against my private part.
I gasped, realizing what was happening. To my utter shock, Jacques's slightly luminous face was inches away from mine. Her eyes were closed as she threw her head back, biting her lips in a sensual manner. I wanted to scream, but my voice got stuck in my throat. Then I caught glimpses of the room, which didn't look like the suite at all. The white wall and white sheet looked out of place.
All I wanted to do was to push Jacques off of me, but my hands and legs gave no response. There was no strength in my limb body. I tried several more times without success. Oh god, what 's happening to me?
I ran out of what to do. It was as if this wasn't my own body and there was nothing I could do except to let Jacques continued. Her naked body was shaking with ecstasy. The bed made cracking noises as the girl rocked herself on me, harder and faster, hitting exactly where the pleasure was strongest.
Jacques slowly kissed my unresponsive lips and moaned into my mouth. Her sleek luscious tongue thrust down my throat desperately. Our legs were intertwined. The soft smooth skin made sensual friction, and I could feel our central pleasuring spots getting all slippery and sensitive every passing minute.
"I'm sorry, Alyssa," Jacques whispered through her moans. "Please wake up."
And then ever so slowly, an electrifying sensation seemed to shot through my core. Every nerve in my body burst to life.
I sat bolt upright, completely wide awake.
My chest was like a hollow drum with my pounding heart. I got sweat on my palms and forehead. I could still feel the wetness between my legs as I turned to look around myself. I was back in the suite of the school mansion, and Jacques was in her own bed. I must have screamed when I woke up.
"Are you okay?" she asked, squinting her sleepy eyes at me. Without saying anything, I shot out of my bed so fast, the next thing I knew, I was on top of Jacques, squeezing her throat tightly.
"You raped my best friend!" I sneered, flashing my sharp teeth at her.
"What...what...are you talking about?" she struggled against my grip.
"You raped Alyssa, didn't you!?" I hissed furiously in her face.
"How could you..." she whimpered, twisting her body around from under me.
"I saw you!" I yelled. "Don't lie to me. Did you, or did you not?"
Jacques went pale. She tried to push me back, but I was too strong, or maybe she was too weak.
"I did that to save her!" she finally spat.
"What?" I loosened my grip in confusion. Jacques gasped in the air and coughed.
"What else do you think could make her recover so fast?" Jacques said, rubbing her neck with a sour expression. "I didn't mean to hurt Alyssa, really."
"Oh my god," I breathed in disbelief. "I can't believe you had sex with her...when she was in the hospital!"
"I could only channel back energy when I want to please someone," she explained, still looking pale.
"But you took her while she was unconscious!" I said, "How would she react to this?"
"Don't tell her, please," Jacques said.
"You just slept with Alyssa without her..."
"I had no choice!" Jacques hissed back. "Tell me what else I could do besides that?"
Then we just fell into silence, staring at each other with no word to say.
"Oh gosh," I finally sighed, "What am I going to do?"
"I have no idea how you found out...but please don't tell Alyssa."
I looked at her desperate face for a long moment.
"Alright...fine," I decided, "After all, you saved her."
"Oh thank you..." she breathed, "But you said you saw me...how?"
"I dreamed,"
"You just dreamed? Like that?" she said in surprise.
"There's a lot the mind can do. My dreams aren't just dreams. They show me about real events. And I trust my gut feeling."
"Well, I didn't expect your mind to be this creepy...." Jacques murmured, trying to elbow herself weakly, but then she fell back on the pillow.
"Jacques, are you okay?" I said, leaning over to check on her. Her pupils were pure black. And she was slightly shaking underneath me. I realized I was still straddling her. But when I was about to get off of Jacques, she stopped me by putting her hands on my waist.
"Don't move," she said, eyes half-shut. "Please."
For a moment, I was stunned, not knowing what to do. Jacques's breathing was short and laborious. We stared at each other through the darkness of the room.
"Jacques?" My voice was barely a whisper.
"Just a little please," she whispered back. And I realized what she meant. Slowly her pale arms reached up and wrapped around my neck, pulling down to her. My heart pounded against my ribs. I knew she needed energy from physical contacts. And I knew I agreed to be her donor, but I still wasn't prepared for this. And before I could even think further, Jacques's lips slide between mine, moving gently yet hungrily. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth, wagging and feeling about with my own. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ride out the awkward feeling between us. Then a wave of dizziness made me moan. It was a good kind of dizzy, like floating in a dream. Jacques's hands roamed my back, going inside my loose sweatshirt. I remembered I didn't wear any bra to bed, so Jacques's touch was almost too overwhelming.
I whimpered shakily as she proceeded to run her feverish lips down my throat, nuzzling over the crook of my neck. I gasped and arched my back, tilting my head aside to give her more access. Something about her touch triggered sparks through my body. I felt as if my skin was set on fire again. The moist slippery feeling inside my core started to get even soggier as if there was a fresh clam in my panties. Jacques started fumbling around my bum and pushing my hips into hers even more. It was like living in the dream once again. My mind swirled as the heat started building up. This wasn't a little as we had planned. We both couldn't seem to stop grinding against each other.
"Jacques..." I managed to croak. "I...I can't..."
"Me neither," she whimpered back, as breathlessly as I did.
"No, Jacques," I began to pull away, "I can't do this...I have...a girlfriend!"
And then all the motions stopped as if we were a broken machine that ran out of oil. I dropped myself into Jacques's arms, panting as hard as she was. For a moment, nobody said anything. Then after our raging breath calmed down, I rolled onto my back.
"Sorry," Jacques murmured as we both stared at the ceiling. "I just couldn't help it."
"That's okay," I said. "I understand."
"So it's true about you and Octavia, huh?"
"Yeah," I shrugged. It had been a while, but I never had the gut to admit it.
"I bet that girl is madly in love with you," Jacques noted.
"How do you know that?"
"Oh come on, even a blind person could see that," she said. "She looked like the world had come to an end when the Headmistress shoved us into a room together."
Then she chuckled. I guess our make-out session had given her a good boost.
I struggled to get up again, but as my feet touched the floor, they went wobbly, and my head started spinning. I had to grip onto the edge of the bed for support.
"You okay? You can sleep on my bed," Jacques offered. "I'm sorry I must have taken from you more than I should. I promise I won't do anything, just sleep."
"No thanks, I'm fine. I should get back and...um...clean up," I said, my face felt hot as the guilt settling in my stomach.
"Alright." she nodded.
All I wondered was how I could face Alyssa or even Octavia after what I had discovered and done tonight.