Victoria was older than both of us by several years and had had a rough life. I didn’t know all the details, but when we’d met she and her brother had been a part of a werewolf pack that doubled as a biker gang called The Road Wolves. Real cuddly types. Guys who crushed your ribs and pulped your innards when they hugged you and then used your skull for a beer stein. They’d nearly killed me when she’d mated to me and gotten bound to Lexus and me through both our magic.
My own magic had transformed Lexus, or enabled her to transform, into a cu sith, a type of badass fae hound. Victoria had mated to me, attacked Lexus and me in a fit of jealousy-fueled werewolf rage, infecting the two of us with the werewolf virus. I had not become a werewolf, but Lexus had. Sort of. And then my magic had done the same thing to Victoria that it had done to Lexus. Now they were a sort of werewolf-cu sith hybrid and far more dangerous than they had been before encountering me.
Whether that was better for them or not was something I was torn up inside about. My magic bound them to me—which was probably how I’d recognized them as they’d drawn near—and maybe, just maybe, it was responsible for the feelings between us. I had no way to measure if it was real or not or if I had somehow manipulated them, deliberately or not, into our current scenario. Not that I had any right to complain—and really, I wasn’t!—because any guy would be lucky to be with just one of these two beauties, but both of them? I worried though that I may have robbed them of some vital part of themselves, stolen their free will and independence. Neither seemed capable of leaving me or even expressing any desire to do so.
Lucky me, right? Maybe less lucky for them. But until I knew how to break my magical hold over them and offer them a choice, the only thing I could do was give them the best possible life I could. At the moment that really didn’t amount to much.
Victoria crossed her arms. “Really? You’re going to turn that sappy expression on me?”
But she was smiling as she said it. She reached over and closed the door to the shed. I appreciated that. Texas mosquitos were nothing to mess around with and all the air conditioning had been blowing out. The shed didn’t exactly have the best insulation.
“Not that I’m not glad you’re here,” I said. “But why are you here?”
Victoria shrugged and would have come across completely nonchalant if it weren’t for the shit eating grin on her face.
Lexus giggled. “Can I tell him? Please can I tell him?”
I looked between them. “Tell me what?”
Victoria rolled her eyes and gestured for Lexus to go ahead.
Lexus reached into her back pocket and pulled out a bent envelope. It was a little ripped at the top and Lexus blushed when she saw it. “I stopped myself from opening it even though I want to know just as much as you do.”
I took a closer look at the envelope. It looked all kinds of official. Recognition dawned.
“The DNA test,” I said. It was here. It was finally here. I couldn’t believe it.
“Eleanor got it yesterday while you were on the way here,” Lexus said. “She wanted to call and read you the results but that didn’t seem right. She’s dying to know what you are.”
Victoria barked out a laugh. “Yeah, you were so much more patient.”
Lexus stuck out her tongue at her.
Victoria laughed again and settled down on the floor next to me. My eyes left the torn envelope and went to her own eyes. They were fiery emerald green. So were Lexus’s. My magic had changed them.
“You’ve finally got your answers,” Lexus said.
I looked back and forth between the girls. They had come all the way down from Woodhurst so that they could share this news in person. They didn’t even seem to care about how it affected them, just that it was important to me. Something inside my chest warmed and swelled, expanding beyond the confines of my ribcage.
“Are you about to cry?” Victoria asked. “I swear, you are not—”
I cut her off by once again surging up and capturing her mouth in a kiss.
Lexus had instinctively rolled off of me so that I could move and I swear I could feel her grinning as she watched us kiss. Victoria grabbed my head, clutching me to her as we kissed. Our tongues dueled and danced and wrestled until we broke apart, gasping for air. I didn’t stop though.
When the kiss broke I rolled over and pinned Lexus to the floor, smothering her sudden burst of giggles with another kiss. Her giggles quickly turned into moans and her hands slid over my back. This kiss was gentler. Normally kissing or making love with Lexus was something hot and wild—not so today. Our kiss was gentle, a stark contrast to the experience I’d just shared with Victoria. Our lips and tongues caressed one another in slow, sensual motions that sent little tingles through my mouth.
When we broke, she was breathing hard. She bit her lower lip, blushing, and trembling, held up the envelope with the DNA test results. “Don’t you want to know what it says?”
I shifted myself so that I was positioned over her, pinning her to the floor. “I want you two more.”
I turned to grin at Victoria.
She shook her head with a smirk. “I’m not sure if I’m surprised by this. I swear you are some kind of sex monster.”
My grin widened. “Is that a complaint?”
“Hell no.” She leapt at me, rolling me from Lexus until I was on my back.
We hit the bookshelf against the wall and knocked something over. I didn’t care. I was suddenly pinned down between to incredibly hot women. Victoria engaged my mouth in another fiery kiss while Lexus deft fingers found the buttons on my shirt. Unfortunately with my antlers t-shirts or anything that has to be pulled over my head aren’t viable options.
As she undressed me, her fingers teased my skin, going low over my chest and down my belly until they caressed the skin just above the waistline of my pants. I moaned into Victoria’s mouth. She pulled back, eyes brimming with mischief, and pulled Lexus to her over me, locking their lips together in a kiss.
My cock hardened as I watched. Both girls were athletic and physically impressive, but in very different ways. Lexus was a runner, all lean corded muscle with tight breasts and a high bubble butt. She reminded me of a cheetah with her feline features and hint of freckles.
Victoria was more curvaceous, though not abundantly so. She’d had her werewolf metabolism for years and her muscles had been built up by years of fighting and travelling. Her body was less toned than Lexus’s but more sturdy. Her breasts were slightly larger, her hips a little more prominent.
Their bodies writhed together as they kissed and I was really able to appreciate their contrasts. Especially as they began peeling off each other’s shirts and bras. I didn’t usually pay attention to the difference in their skin colors but I did then as they pressed their torsos together, breasts mashing into each other in a picture of pillowy bliss. Lexus was African American with rich, dark skin while Victoria was one quarter Black Foot American Indian and her body looked like it had been sculpted of copper and honey.
They were gorgeous.
When their kiss ended, they stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before moving at the same time, each placing a hand on my chest and turning to look down at me, matching grins of pure girlish delight and mischief on their faces. They leaned down and we engaged in a three way kiss.
It should have been awkward. It wasn’t.
Somehow our lips and tongues instinctively navigated each other, correcting for pace and distance reflexively. I’d never experienced a hotter kiss and couldn’t hold back a moan. My member throbbed, straining against my pants and boxers. I had to have them. Had to be inside of them.
Someone slipped their hand into my pants and caressed the length of my erection with soft fingers. Lexus. Victoria’s fingers were slightly thicker and had slight callouses from so much time gripping her bike’s handles.
Another hand unsnapped my pants and began sliding them down. That had to be Victoria. Or maybe
both girls working together. With all of our mouths pressed together in the most intricate kiss I had ever participated in I couldn’t tell what was happening south of the border. I only knew that I liked it.
My own hands weren’t idle as the girls steadily undressed me. They roamed their bare backs, slid down to cup their butts, and pulled them tighter to me. I swallowed their moans and we came apart. A strand of saliva momentarily connected my tongue to Victoria’s before snapping. We grinned and I was forced to catch my breath.
They took a moment to recover as well and that moment stretched on a little longer than mine. I went on the offensive. I rolled Victoria over and yanked her pants and panties off, or at least down to her knees. At which point I realized that she still had on her motorcycle boots. It was actually kind of hot, her legs bound up by her stripped clothes. I grinned down at her and bent her in half, lifting her bound legs up over my shoulder.
Lexus pressed up against me from behind, suddenly and completely naked, and freed my cock. She wrapped her soft fingers around it and rubbed the head up and down Victoria’s entrance. Heat radiated from her sex and each little touch coated my cock head with a little more of her fluids. Lexus’ hand slipped from my cock to rub at Victoria’s clit and I thrust inside of her.
The combination of clitoral stimulation and penetration made Victoria’s entire body seize up. Her pussy clamped down on me. If she hadn’t been so wet, pressing myself further into her would have been painful for both of us. Instead she let out a series of ecstatic whimpers, her entire body quivering as I buried my full length inside of her.
Lexus pulled her hand away as I began thrusting in and out of Victoria’s hot pussy, repositioning herself but staying behind me. I could feel her doing something to Victoria’s legs as we made love but couldn’t tell what until she made me stop moving, my cock buried to the root, so that she could slide Victoria’s pants and panties the rest of the way off of her legs. She tossed them aside so that they fell atop the boots she’d undone and discarded. Now we were all naked.
Lexus gently pulled on my shoulders, making me shuffle backward. My cock slipped from Victoria with a little pop to bob before me, glistening with her fluids. Victoria let out an unhappy moan that quickly changed its tone when Lexus crawled around me and on top of her. She bent down and kissed our girlfriend, then glanced back over her shoulder at me.
The way she was positioned her pussy was lined up just over Victoria’s. She bit her lip and gave me a quick, encouraging nod.
That was all I needed. I surged forward, grabbing her lithe hips and planted myself inside of her. She let out a squeal as I went to town ploughing into her hot sex, my balls slapping against Victoria’s pussy below. I don’t know how long I spent attacking her like this before I pulled out and thrust into Victoria, earning contrasting moans from them almost simultaneously.
My hands roamed everywhere they could but mostly stayed on the girls’ hips so that I could hold them steady as I thrust into them. I switched back and forth, going harder and faster each time. My dick slid from Lexus, coated in her fluids, and then plunged into Victoria. Then the other way. It was as if we were sharing all of ourselves with each other, each girl just as involved in my intercourse with the other. They kissed, breaking occasionally to let out a gasp or moan.
Lexus came first, which surprised me since she’d started a little bit later. Her entire body went rigid, her pussy clamping down on my length. I thrust into her over and over again, bottoming out each time, returning to the vigorous, passionate aggression we had always shared. She let out little squeaks that started in her throat as she came.
When she finished, she rolled over, letting me slip from her, but pulling Victoria along with her so that she and the biker chick switched positions. I quit switching between the two and buried myself deep inside of Victoria. Instead of the raw aggression that my lovemaking had become with Lexus however, I slowed, my strokes becoming gentle and slow but strong.
Her back arched and she let out a little whimper as I withdrew until just the head remained inside of her and then slowly, excruciatingly, slid myself back inside of her, inch by inch until my hips pressed up against her golden ass. She gasped and buried her face in Lexus’ shoulder. Lexus met my eyes with a smoldering expression, as if I just as much inside of her as I was Victoria and she loved it.
She opened her mouth and gave Victoria a gentle bite on the neck.
Victoria’s entire body spasmed as she was wracked by a massive orgasm. She screamed into Lexus’ shoulder, her entire body shaking and quaking with pleasure. I tried to maintain my slow, thorough pace but couldn’t as her pussy milked my cock. I sped up until I was pistoning in and out of her as hard as my hips would let me. Each impact made her tight ass jiggle and summoned a fresh moan from her lips.
I couldn’t hold back anymore and finally let myself go, spilling my seed deep inside of her, my cock pulsing with ecstasy even as my entire body stiffened, muscles I didn’t know I had going taut. More cum spilled from me than I realized I could keep in my body until my orgasm ended and I fell back on my ass, spent cock slipping from her sex in a mixture of our fluids.
My semen trickled from her pussy and had just made contact with Lexus’s when she managed to roll herself off, flopping onto her back on the carpet beside our lover, who was grinning at us like the cat who ate the canary. It was a good expression for Lexus and I was glad to see that happy, mischievous light back in her eye.
Victoria let out a groan, unfortunately not the pleased kind.
“Something’s digging into my back,” she muttered, forcing herself to sit up and patting at the carpet. Sure enough there was a lump there that the pattern concealed. It was one of those things that was all but invisible until you noticed it but once you did you couldn’t stop seeing.
Lexus cocked her head, still grinning. “What is that?”
I shrugged, then froze. “Did you guys hear that?”
Both girls scowled, faces screwing up in concentration. Their eyes shot open though I hadn’t heard anything. As one they began clawing at the carpet, yanking it out from under the nearest bookshelf and rolling it back to reveal a trap door with a padlock.
It was my turn to scowl. I thought the storm shelter had been filled in. Why would it need a padlock if it had been filled in? A soft thump sounded and the padlock shook ever so slightly.
All three of us jumped back, staring at each other wide eyed. I couldn’t understand the noises coming from below the trap door, but it sounded like a voice.
Someone or something was down there. And they wanted out.
We dressed quickly. No point in meeting whatever monster lay beneath us naked, right? And there was absolutely no question between us that we were going to find a way to open that door. I actually tapped on it several times in quick succession. Tap-tappatap-tap.
The answering tap-tap came almost immediately. Whatever was down there was smart enough to know the pattern.
“Should we burn our way through?” Lexus asked.
“No!” Victoria said quickly. “We’d burn down everything in here, and maybe collapse this place. Then we’d never get that door open.”
A memory stirred in the back of my mind. I started combing through the work desk’s contents.
“What are you looking for?” Lexus asked.
I turned around and revealed the key that I’d found in there last night when I’d been looking for a phone charger. “Might not go to that lock,” I said. “But it’s worth a shot.”
The girls stepped back and I crouched down to slide the key into the lock. It stuck. Guess that wasn’t it—a little jiggling and it turned. The padlock clicked open.
Quick movements of something pulling away quickly echoed up through the door and with a grunt of effort I heaved it open. It was surprisingly heavy and almost caught my fingers when I first pried it up. Then it swung open all the way, revealing a ladder going down into a dimly lit…room? It had dirty wooden floo
rs and it stank. The sour smell of unwashed skin and body odor combined with urine and fecal waste.
Both girls gagged, their noses far more sensitive than my own. And I was nearly choking on the horrific stench.
I swallowed and tried to breathe through my mouth without tasting the air. “Hello?”
I sensed movement just beyond the edge of what the trapdoor hole would allow me to see. A woman shuffled into view. She was filthy, her hair hanging in greasy, tangled knots around an emaciated, grimy face. Her skin, beneath the dirt, was hyper pale from what had to have been years of sunlight deprivation. Her eyes were a familiar pale blue.
My first stupid thought when I saw those eyes was that she had taken them from Sarah. Then I realized that it was the other way around. I hadn’t seen this woman in years, but I knew exactly who she was.
“Caleb?” she asked in a hoarse voice.
“M-mom?”
Chapter Four
Caroline Marshal was dead. I’d been to her funeral two years ago. She had always insisted that I call her Mom, even when she was disappointed in me. She’d been the closest thing I’d ever had to one. And she was here. Disgusting but not dead. Alive.
“C-Caleb,” she said again, her entire body rocked by dry sobbing.
“Mom!”
I threw myself down the trap door and hit the dirty floor below hard. I didn’t care that it hurt my ankles and knees. I didn’t care that it stank worse than anything I’d ever smelled before. I threw my arms around her and she threw hers around me. She buried her face in my chest as her entire body shook. I was taller than her. I didn’t remember being taller than her. Guess I’d grown more than I’d realized since I was seventeen.
She kept saying my name over and over again, rubbing her hands over my back and eventually my face, pulling back so that she could look at me. “You’re here. You’re here and you got so big. Oh my God you’re so big.” A hand with long, dirty fingernails reached up to touch one of my antlers.
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