by J. E. Cluney
The air wasn’t too cold, but the humidity was nowhere near as bad here by the water’s edge, and I leaned into Lucas as he wrapped one arm around me.
I focused on this moment, not wanting my mind to wander to uglier thoughts.
No, this snapshot in time was perfect, so quiet and peaceful.
“I love you.”
The words had me coming to a halt as a smile broke out across my face, and I turned to Lucas. He gazed down at me lovingly as he cupped my cheek, and I leaned into his warm hand as his thumb stroked my skin.
“I love you too,” I breathed, my heart fluttering as a delighted smile broke out across his face, then he dove down to kiss me. I held onto the front of his shirt as he wrapped his arms around me, deepening the kiss as we stood on the beach, only the soft crashing of the waves surrounding us.
I would never tire from hearing those words from him. They always made me happy.
“Everything will be okay, I promise,” he murmured as he pulled back.
He tucked a few stray strands of hair behind my ear as I nodded.
I wanted to believe him, but deep down, I was still unsettled by everything.
“How about that ice-cream?” he mused as he wrapped an arm around me and turned us back to walk the way we’d come.
“Sounds good.” I smiled softly as the breeze picked up once more.
I huddled into his side, enjoying the warmth he offered as we walked back to the car in comfortable silence.
He magicked the sand off us, which I was beyond grateful for as I climbed back into the car and slid my heels back on.
The Mercedes purred to life, and then we were off, with Lucas resting one hand on my thigh as we drove.
We stopped for our ice-cream, and I ordered a delicious looking sticky date heaped sundae, while Lucas went with a cookies and cream one.
We decided to walk up the quiet street while enjoying them, talking over how much the coast had changed in recent years with the growing population.
I struggled to not moan as I enjoyed my sundae, and I offered some to Lucas to try, who returned the gesture. They were both incredibly yummy.
We walked to the far end of the street before turning back, and I tossed my now empty sundae cup into the bin as we passed one.
“Ever wanted to see what the area looks like from above?” Lucas asked, and I gave him a confused look.
A peek into his mind revealed he could actually fly over the area.
Of course he could fly. He’d magicked my grandma to fly, and Ollie.
I nodded, my stomach flipping at the thought, but I knew I’d be safe with him.
He offered me his hand, and I gingerly took it as I sucked in a breath.
Lucas cast a glance around us, but there was no one else in the street at this time of night.
A wicked grin broke out across his face, and he waved his glowing blue hand.
I squealed and gasped as we rose into the air, swirling around like we were dancing as I held onto his hands.
“You deserve the whole world, Cupcake. I want to give it to you however I can,” Lucas said as we continued to rise up over the buildings.
My stomach churned and flipped, and I sucked in shaky breaths as I stared down at the street below.
“Relax, gorgeous. You’re safe with me,” Lucas reassured me.
I had full faith and trust in him, but that didn’t stop me from having a slight fear of heights.
Lucas just chuckled as he leaned forward, and I choked as my own body began to do the same.
I felt like Wendy out of Peter Pan or something, or Superman, although I wasn’t about to throw my hands out in front of me.
We took off slow, gliding over the buildings as Lucas wrapped an arm around my waist and held me close to his side.
It took a few minutes, but I relaxed, awing at the incredible sight of the town below me, all the lights and cars, the feel of the cool night air brushing past me.
‘No one can see us,’ Lucas murmured into my mind. ‘Can I show you something else?’
‘Sure.’
I gasped as the galaxy portal opened up before us, and we glided through with ease.
The scenery below us had changed now to undulating grassy paddocks and farmland.
‘Home sweet home,’ Lucas informed me, and I grinned as we soared over Maple Grove.
The air was much cooler up here, but the view was utterly amazing. I spied cows down in a paddock, and the lone car on the country roads as we flew high over the area.
‘What about your car?’ I asked as I spotted the main street of town.
It was quiet and dark, only the streetlights lighting the area, with not a soul in sight.
‘I’ve already portaled it home, don’t worry,’ he assured me.
I relaxed, allowing him to fly us over the town as I took in the wondrous view.
To think, I was actually flying.
It was so magical and breathtaking, and I was smiling like mad now as I took it all in.
I moved my gaze skyward, staring at the flickering stars and the moon over us.
What a beautiful night.
Lucas’ hand tightened around my waist, and I glanced over at him, loving the sweet smile he wore.
This was like a fairy tale.
Too bad real life was a crazy mess right now.
My smile faltered as I looked back out, frowning as I spied a dark shape in the sky a distance away.
‘That’s weird,’ Lucas noted as we soared towards the large shadow.
It looked some large creature was flying, or some sort of jet.
I shuddered as my banshee awoke, her energy coursing through me as she reacted to whatever it was.
This couldn’t be good.
Lucas held me close as we tried to get closer, but it continued flying away, and I gasped as it dropped from the sky.
We shot forward, my stomach flipping as we began to descend after it.
We hovered over a clearing, and I searched the trees and paddock for any sign of a crash site or creature.
What on earth had it even been?
‘No idea,’ Lucas admitted.
We scanned the area to no avail.
Whatever it was, it was long gone now.
‘Let’s head back home, that was…odd,’ Lucas said softly, unnerved by whatever we’d seen.
I nodded, frowning as I continued to gaze around in hopes of seeing it again. I definitely hadn’t imagined it as he’d seen it too. But why was my banshee unsettled by it?
Was it related to Joseph? No, I didn’t feel like it was, but then again, my banshee side didn’t give a clear answer on some things.
I’d been drawn to whatever it was for some strange reason.
And it worried me.
We flew home in an uneasy silence, and I knew Lucas was going over the possibilities of what it could have been.
Perhaps a puppet, like those at the festival, being practiced with, although the controlling witch normally had to be close by. Maybe a shifter of some kind, but nothing came close to the large size, and it hadn’t been an aircraft.
Something magic related was his answer, but as to what, we had no idea.
I let it slip from my mind, accepting that I wasn’t going to figure it out.
But I had an odd niggling feeling with my banshee about it.
That dissipated as we soared over the estate, and I spied the house ahead.
We descended down, our bodies righting as we neared the grass in the backyard.
“Was it a good night?” Lucas murmured as he caught me while we drifted to the ground.
It felt strange having solid ground beneath my feet again, but I nodded as I leaned against his chest and closed my eyes.
“It was beautiful, thank you.” I sighed as I drew in his delectable cologne.
“I’m glad,” he murmured as he kissed the top of my head and held me close.
I could feel Marcus and Skip inside the house, keeping busy.
“Tell
me, do you want me to keep distracting you? Would you like a bit of…extra dessert?” he suggested as he nuzzled my head.
I cracked a grin as I pulled back and leaned up for a kiss.
Lucas moaned as our lips met in a heated kiss, and my body ignited as I thought about our fun session before dinner.
‘I know it’s your date and all, but that’s a little unfair, teasing her right outside,’ Skip complained.
‘We never said you couldn’t join,’ I shot back, and Lucas chuckled against my lips as one hand moved to fist in my hair.
I melted against him, the ache starting up within me as our kiss only grew more passionate.
Skip growled into my mind, and I knew he wanted to come out and join us.
Lucas clicked his fingers, and I gasped as I fell backwards and found myself sprawled out on his bed.
Lucas gave me a wickedly hot grin that made my body quiver as he climbed onto the bed and hovered over me.
All I could think of right now was him. All my other worries were shoved aside in this moment.
I needed to not worry, especially over something that was out of my control.
“We’ll make sure you’re kept occupied tonight, Cupcake,” Lucas said huskily as he dove down to kiss me again.
I cupped his face in my hands, drinking him up like the sweetest nectar. How he always tasted sweet and fruity was beyond me, but I loved it.
I felt Skip join us as he entered the room, and he clambered on the bed as well, tracing his fingers up my side and then down my legs as I hooked them around Lucas.
“Want to try something new, gorgeous?” Lucas asked breathlessly as he broke our kiss.
“Like?” I gasped, wishing I could just flip us over and take charge.
I was aching badly now, craving the connection of our bodies.
“Toys.” Lucas smirked as he kissed my nose.
“Depends on the toys,” I whispered, aiming for a sultry tone, but finding I instead hitched at the prospect of some daring toys.
“Well, there’s your vibrator from Trish,” Lucas suggested.
“Shit, Trish, when are they coming over?” I gasped, having forgotten all about my grandmother visiting.
“Trish called, said she was running late. She tried to call you but couldn’t get a hold of you,” Skip stated as he stroked my cheek.
“I’m sure she loved chatting with you,” I said with a chuckle, although I felt a little guilty. I’d been too distracted flying through the air with Lucas to even remember my phone.
Skip snorted, but Trish had been a little flirty with him on the phone.
We both knew it was in good fun. She was just messing around and enjoying herself.
“So, we have time to play,” Lucas stated as he clicked his fingers again.
I quivered as the magic rippled over my body and my clothes vanished.
“Damn, you smell so excited,” Skip moaned as he drew in a deep breath.
“You know what I think? I think we should make tonight extra special. You trust us?” Lucas said sweetly.
“Always.”
Another click of his fingers, and darkness took over my vision. I relaxed as I realized I had a blindfold on now, and I bit my lip as I felt the two men moving on the bed.
“Roll onto your stomach,” Lucas instructed.
I could feel the pair of them cutting me off from their minds, and I knew they were chatting between them.
Marcus was in his room, struggling to work on his game while I was being played with.
He wasn’t going to join in though, which I understood.
As for Ollie, he wasn’t home, although I didn’t stress. We were linked, so if anything was wrong, we’d know.
I rolled onto my stomach. Not knowing what they had in store exhilarated me.
I quivered as I felt the mattress shifting under their weights, and then Skip straddled my back.
I gasped as something cool pooled over my skin, but I relaxed as Skip’s expert hands began messaging my muscles.
Now this was something I could get used to.
I relaxed as Lucas’ hands began gliding down my legs, caressing and massaging my muscles as Skip worked my shoulders and back.
I sighed, not realizing how tense I’d been as the pair of them worked on relieving all the tension in my body.
Skip found a tight spot on my left shoulder, and I moaned as he worked it out carefully, shifting his weight onto my lower back while using his knees to keep himself propped up.
Lucas moved onto massaging my butt, which was oddly satisfying, especially considering he kept sliding down between my legs and near my aching desire.
Such a goddamn tease, the pair of them.
“You love it,” Skip said with a chuckle, and Lucas made a sound of agreement as I just moaned again.
They took their time working on me and eventually asked me to roll back over.
Lucas repositioned himself by my head, and I let out a soft sigh as his fingers began tracing my face and kneading the small muscles.
Magic washed over my skin, and I knew he was removing my light makeup for me. How sweet.
Skip worked my arms and hands before ‘massaging’ my breasts.
I savored every touch and stroke, relaxing into the sheets as they worked their magic.
“Hands over your head, Cupcake,” Lucas instructed as Skip massaged my stomach and hips.
I obeyed, holding my hands up over my head.
Lucas took them gently, and something soft closed around my wrist with a gentle click.
“Are you cuffing me?” I gasped.
“Maybe.” Lucas chuckled, and I cracked a smirk as I squirmed a little. Not being able to see what was in store for me was torturous but extremely arousing.
I could feel Lucas dipping into my mind to find what I was comfortable with as he anchored my cuffs to something at the top of the bed.
I bit my lip as Skip continued massaging down my thighs, dipping down to kiss my pelvic region as he did so.
A heat snaked through me, coiling up between my legs as he continued to tease me with soft kisses over my thighs and lower stomach.
Lucas continued massaging my face, and I arched as Skip finally spread my legs.
I quivered as he blew softly onto my wetness, chuckling as his fingers glided up the insides of my thighs.
“Someone’s all ready for me,” Skip said as his fingers neared my entrance.
I wanted to force them inside me, to finally sate that deep ache that he’d stirred within me.
Lucas’ fingers were doing wonders on my face, but the throbbing need was driving me up the wall now.
Skip darted his fingers over my folds with featherlike touches, making me groan as I rolled my head back in frustration.
He just chuckled as he continued teasing, never fully touching me, just soft brushes that made me quiver.
Lucas changed position as well, his fingers gliding down my chest to circle my nipples but refusing to actually touch them.
This was damn cruel, and I arched and strained against my cuffs at their agonizing torture.
“Want more, Bee Sting?” Skip mused.
“Yes,” I whimpered.
Skip laughed softly as his fingers glided over my folds once more, this time diving into me for a brief moment of welcome relief. But they were too quickly withdrawn, and I groaned as Lucas tutted.
“We’re taking our time with you, Cupcake. You’ll enjoy this,” he stated, his voice low and husky as he leaned over to kiss my cheek.
I smiled, but it quickly moved to a low moan as Skip dipped his head to kiss my clit, his tongue flicking out to stroke it and make jolts of welcome electricity crackle through me.
Skip continued the light teasing with his tongue and hands, while Lucas’ torturous teasing around my nipples finally evolved to him rolling them between his fingers and giving them gentle tugs and pinches.
Each sensation made me arch and jerk, gasping and moaning as the pair chuckled and enjoy
ed the blissful torture they were dealing out.
‘Fuck,’ Marcus groaned into my mind, watching the pair through our minds.
He was contemplating jerking off while enjoying my torture, and I moaned at the arousing thought.
Lucas removed his hands from my breasts to my dismay, but Skip snaked up my body, littering kisses along my navel before those lips engulfed my left nipple, drawing it into his mouth as he sucked gently.
I shuddered as I arched into him, moaning as Lucas groaned and repositioned himself again.
He gave me a brief idea of what he wanted to do, and I was more than willing to go with it.
Lucas leaned over to claim my mouth, drinking up my moans and gasps as Skip worked my nipples with his mouth while his hands worked my clit. Two fingers continued to dive inside me, making me buck with delight against him.
I wanted one of them inside me, filling me up and connecting us in body. I needed to feel it, I needed to reach my finish with them.
They both groaned as they listened to my frantic, desperate thoughts, and Lucas broke the kiss as Skip pulled back.
“Relax, gorgeous, we’ll fill you up,” Lucas said, and I felt Skip lay down beside me.
Lucas clicked his fingers, and I gasped as I found myself still cuffed but no longer connected to the wall, as I now sat on Skip, straddling his hips.
Skip’s strong hands clamped onto my hips, and he guided me down, his eager length sliding through my slick folds and burying itself inside me.
I threw my head back and let out a delighted moan at finally being filled.
He urged me down, capturing my lips as he held me close.
I quivered as I felt magic wash over my behind, relaxing me and cleaning me out. Lucas knew just how worried I could get about not being clean.
My heart fluttered as a nervousness set in, but Skip’s nibbles on my neck as his fingers glided down my back was enough to calm me.
“I won’t do anything you don’t want,” Lucas whispered as he kissed my left butt cheek.
I nodded before Skip caught my lips in a needy kiss as he thrust into me gently, and I quivered as I gave Lucas the mental go-ahead.
I flinched as the cool lube dribbled between my cheeks, but Skip continued distracting me, kissing me deeply as Lucas began working the lube into my arse.