"Where are you going?" I ask, searching for something to wear.
"Oh, I have to run a sweep of the coastline. It's my turn," he replies, watching me rummage through bags for one of their t-shirts, my new favorite attire. They’d been running these sweeps since the night we were attacked by Selkie and Garrot almost died.
"Be safe, take your phone," I say dragging one of his band shirts over my head, and then planting a kiss to his lips.
"Yes, Miss."
Cheeky! But I like it. "See you later, sweetbutt," I reply, feeling odd using a nickname, I like the ones they call me, but I’m not really a user of them myself. Karl makes his way downstairs and I climb back into bed. I lay back and try to imagine what my other powers could be. Can I fly? Ooh, maybe I have wings? I concentrate on the space between my shoulder blades... nothing. I turn over and look out the window. I wonder what it feels like to fly? Closing my eyes, I try to picture it. Oh yea, I'd be an awesome flyer, I'd probably fly right into a plane. And what exactly does “control the seas” mean? Like how the sea moves with a mind of its own in Moana? Or like, I can part it just as Jesus does in the bible? Most importantly, do I have a castle? Oh my God, am I Aquawoman?
"If you keep wiggling, Ever, I'm going to have to teach you a lesson." Fuck! Garrot scares the crap out of me. I turn to see both him and Le looking at me. Garrot’s leaning his chin on Leyland's shoulder. These two are so open with each other it turns me on. I love it when they touch each other. Apparently, male on male action is my bag. Who knew? Yeah, me. I did.
"I think you should spank Le, he's got a wicked look in his eyes." I turn to face them, a wicked glint in my eyes.
"Hmm, is that so? Maybe I should?" Garrot ponders out loud. They both look me in the eyes. No shyness in this room.
"Would you like that, sweetheart?" Leyland asks, then bites his lip.
God yes!
"I think our naughty girl would love that, Leyland. She's a kinky bitch. I read your book, Ever. Very enlightening." Garrot’s announcement makes me tingle all over.
Oh my god. My books are hot, naughty with a heap of male on male action.
“R-really?" I stutter. I know which book he's talking about. I bought it ages ago because I’d read its reviews online. The sex scenes have a lot of male on male action. It was such a big turn on, I've read it over and over.
"Yes. We talked about it and...." They share a look. Garrot gets to his knees and Leyland follows. They kneel face to face, and kiss each other softly before Leyland turns, bends over with his forearms against the headboard. His eyes lock onto mine, and the love shining there floors me.
"Is this what you want, baby girl? Me to spank Leyland?" Garrot asks in a husky voice, his hand caressing Leyland’s arse.
"Yes," flutters out of my mouth on a breath. I say it so quietly, they don’t quite hear me, or they’re fucking with me. Either way I’m so turned on by what I think is about to happen.
“What was that, Ever? We didn’t hear you, could you repeat it a little louder?” Garrot teases.
“Yes, hell yes!” I yell out. Oh shit. These two have me going from one extreme to another. Garrot draws his hand back a little and lightly spanks Leyland’s arse. A small moan escapes me. "So sexy," I confirm. He does it again, only this time, harder. Leyland groans quietly and I see Garrot’s hard. I slip my hand under Leyland and rub his dick. Yup, hard too. Yum.
"You like that, princess? You know, it turned me on," Garrot announces.
"God yes. Leyland?" I ask him to tell me what he thought of the hit to his firm butt.
"Seeing your reaction made me leak a bit of cum. So yes, I enjoyed that. And that book... it turned us both on," Leyland says.
Fuck me.
"You want us to go further, baby?" Garrot says so low and gravely I can't help but squirm.
"Yes. Whatever you guys want to do, I'm so fucking turned on right now." Oh God. Fantasies do come true. Leyland pushes off the wall,and pulls down his boxers, baring his cheeks to Garrot. Behind him Gar does the same. Both their cocks are hard, each has a glistening head. I scooch over, getting closer to them.
Running a hand over Leyland’s arse, my fingers brush his hole, causing his hips to jerk at the contact. A small moan comes from him, sending tingles down my spine.
"Have you guys ever...?" I begin.
"No. I won't lie though, I always wanted to try it." Garrot shocks me by admitting he wanted to do naughty things with men.
"Me too," Leyland confesses, looking me right in the eye.
Ah, fuck me, yes! Absolutely yes, please. I sit up and lick Gar’s hardness, base to tip, flicking my tongue over the end.
"Oh, Ever, your dirty mouth on me while I look at Leyland's arse, so fucking sexy." Garrot threads his fingers into my hair and pushes my head down towards Leyland's cock, planting a harsh slap to my arse.
"Ah!" Leaning further, I do the same to Leyland's dick as I did Garrot's. It makes them both moan. Getting up off the bed, I peel off my nightie and kneel next to them. I take their dicks in my hands, giving them a firm tug. Gently I pull Gar’s cock towards Le’s arse and rub it against him, his pre-cum making him slide over the entrance.
“Oh, you dirty little bitch, you want me to fuck him?” Garrot says.
My clit throbs so hard I almost cum instantly at the thought. Would I like to see my guys pleasure each other this way? Fuck yes, I would. Garrot puts his finger in his mouth, wetting it, then rubs it against Leyland’s arsehole. Nudging forward again, he presses the very end of his dick to Leyland’s hole. The tip slips in a little, stretching him. Their collective moans break me. I want to fuck them both, now.
“Fuck me,” I demand. Sure, I’m stopping them from fucking each other right now, but in all honesty, I can’t control the need to have them both inside of me. I’m just too turned on.
Leyland responds to my order by turning on to his back. Garrot leans down and takes the head of Le’s dick into his mouth. Le's hand flies to the back of his head. Leaning forward, cheek to cheek with Garrot I take Leyland's dick into my own mouth, letting it go with a pop.
"You dirty bitch. Again," Garrot says. He uses his hand to guide me, pushing my lips further down on Leyland than I thought possible. His hips jerk and he throws his head back.
"Oh fuck, yes!" he groans.
This is turning me on so much, my other hand travels down my belly to my clit, rubbing it with vigour. I move my head so Garrot can bob up and down on Leyland's length. Both Le and I are moaning. Garrot snakes an arm behind me to run circles around my arsehole.
Using my own juices to gain entry, he slowly stretches me, adding another finger as I suck Leyland's cock. Garrot suddenly pulls me up to my knees and Leyland pulls me by the hips to sit back onto his cock, my legs on either side of his. He slides his dick into my butt with ease, thrusting slowly several times, allowing me to get used to the feeling. Gar shifts to lay in front of us. He bends his head between our legs and flicks my clit with his tongue.
"Uhh, oh God!" I moan. I'm not even sure if I say it out loud, I'm so lost in desire. His head bends again. This time I lower my eyes to watch. I stare as Leyland slowly pulls out of me, at the same time Gar sticks his tongue out and licks from the base of Leyland's cock, up his length and then over my clit as it disappears."Oh, fuck!" The sight of Garrot licking us both has me on the edge of exploding.
"Ahh!"
"Yes!" Leyland and I say at the same time. God, this is so sexy. My juices are dripping out of me. Garrot does it again and again, rubbing my clit in-between licks, adding his fingers into my pussy. The overwhelming feeling of being full in both holes has me speeding towards a massive orgasm.
Before I cum though, they both still. Shit no! I try to move on Le, but his hands on my thighs still me. Putting his hand between my breasts on top of his mark, Garrot pushes me to lean back. I use my arms to lean on. We scoot to the end of the bed. Gar kneels between my legs, using the tip of his dick to rub my clit. My whole body is trembling as he pushes forward and
his cock slides into my pussy.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck, yes! Oh my god,” I ramble incoherently as they fuck both my holes. So full. They find their rhythm, fucking me hard and fast. My head thrashes and I moan loudly. Out of nowhere, I cum, hard, screaming out my pleasure. The whole room spins. The guys have to hold me to keep me from falling. Riding wave after wave, my pussy and arse clench their dicks repeatedly. They both shoot hot jets of cum into my pussy and my butt, the feeling prolonging my ecstasy. I lean against Leyland's chest. The three of us panting. "Oh shit, that was... don't have the words," I slur out as Le lays back on the pillows, taking me with him. Gar gets up, kisses my head and trots to the bathroom, bringing the baby wipes we stocked up on yesterday. After wiping all three of us clean he leans in to kiss me.
"Love you. Breakfast?" he asks with a contented smile.
"Please. I love you, too." I roll over. Leyland comes with me. My eyes close for just a second.
WHEN I NEXT WAKE UP, Karl’s sitting on the edge of the bed, no sign of Le and Gar.
"You ok, darling?" He asks, stroking my hair out of my face.
"Hmm, I smell bacon. I'm glad you're back. Everything ok?" The last trendrills of sleep leave me and I smile up at him.
"Yup, all clear. No sign of Selkie activity. Garrot cooked bacon. Want some?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me. Hmm, bacon.
"Fuck yes, I want bacon.” I push myself out of bed to use the toilet and brush my teeth, then wash my lady bits with a flannel. The feeling that I’m forgetting something tickles my mind. No time for a shower; we've got an aquarium to visit.
Chapter Twenty-Four
KARL
We jog down the stairs, and into the front room. While Everly sits on the floor in front of us, Gar passes us all plates of bacon on toast. I'm starving.
"What's the plan then? Aquarium and then? Fancy a walk on the beach, baby?" I say while sending Alan a text. He should be reporting in soon.
“Yes, I’d love that. How’s Alan?” she asks around a mouthful of crunchy bacon.
“He's good, babe. He's just doing some recon for us,” Garrot tells her while sipping on a steaming cup of tea.
"Everly, darling, are you ok?" Leyland's voice is full of concern.
Turning towards her, a jolt of panic rips through me. Everly sits cross legged on the floor, her eyes closed, her hands balled into fists on her lap.
"Ever, talk to me, what's wrong?" I immediately slip into commander mode. I take one of her hands and pry it open, slipping mine into her grip. "Squeeze my hand if you're ok, Ever," I say, kneeling in front of her. A lifetime passes before she does. I let out the breath I'd been holding. "Good girl. Good. Fuck, what's happening, babe? Talk to us." She doesn't answer. Instead, she stands up. My hand slips out of hers as she walks towards the front door. I try to pull her back, but Leyland stops me.
"No, she's in a trance. I've seen this before. A Cupid I met a long time ago was in direct contact with Venus. She would do this to him when she was talking to him or when she wanted him to do something. We need to let her go." The look I give him makes him add, "We will follow her. It may be her mother or brother are talking to her right now."
Shit, he's right. I let her go as she opens the door and walks out into the street.
The hunter in me kicks in. I grab a kitchen knife on the way out behind Leyland and Garrot. The boyfriend and consort in me don’t like this one bit. Out in the street, it's freezing. We are dressed but Everly is in a pink, sleeveless nightie. I take off my jacket and put it on her. Her arms move freely, but not under her control.
"Everly, baby, what's happening?" I try again. No answer. She’s looking around , but says nothing. It’s scaring the shit out of me. We walk for what seems like hours until we see the cliffs in the distance. "Eyes peeled, lads. Fuck knows what we’re walking into right now." All we have is Leyland's Cupid bow and a shitty kitchen knife. Great fucking protector I am, I don't even have a weapon to keep her safe. Dickhead.
"Well, hello there, sexy bunch of people. Fancy seeing you here," William says as he walks up to us, falling in next to Everly.
"The fuck is happening, fish boy?" Garrot growls.
"Oh, hot stuff, have patience. All will be revealed," he replies, ignoring the insult.
"You know what’s happening, William. You better tell us. Is Everly in danger?" Leyland calmly asks.
"No danger. Not to her anyway. Johnny! Hurry the fuck up Muggle, the guys need those weapons,” William shouts.
What the fuck? No danger to Everly, but we need weapons? "She’ll be protected; you guys need these," William says as a guy runs up to him and passes him two large bags. Inside are our weapons.
"What the fuck is this? How did you get our weapons?” I accuse, anger and suspicion rolling through me.
"Naturally, I had my human slaves fetch them." He flips his hand towards the human man. This guy is fucking nuts.
We finally reach the cliff but as Everly steps forward we’re unable to follow. An invisible barrier stops us from going any further.
"The fuck is this? Everly, stop! Guys, this is the cliff from her dreams." My voice is laced with fear. They know all about the dreams. They know she takes a step off this cliff.
"In time, brothers-in-law. Is that the correct term?"
Everly gets closer to the edge. Everything in me is screaming to go to her. "It matters naught. She’s perfectly safe. I assure you. I would not put my Queen in danger This I swear. But you may want to raise your guard." William points behind us. When we turn around, I see a fucking shit ton of Selkie running towards us.
"Guys, formation. We’re under attack. Protect Everly at all costs," I bark to the guys as we spread out. William and the other guy disappear.
Leyland
Dammit to hell! Everly’s clearly not in control of her body, and now we’re on the cliff's edge. Shit. We can't get to her and a horde of Selkies descend upon us. Double shit! As the first wave crashes into us, we fight for our lives. My black bow has sharpened edges, so I use it to swipe and slash at bodies with one hand, while in the other I use an arrow to stab their hearts. I lose a few as bodies fall away.
"Karl, a knife, if you’d please?" I shout over my shoulder. He throws one at me and I catch it by the hilt. Now, where was I? Ah yes, slaughtering these foul beasts. My brothers and I are covered from head to toe in blue, sticky blood. These things stink like rotten fish and whale blubber.
I dry heave as one slides down the front of my body, landing on a pile of its brethren at my feet. I need to move so I have room. I kick the one closest to me and he falls back, taking down several creatures with him. I spin around to make sure none have gotten through the invisible barrier at our backs. None have. Everly stands on the cliff's edge. I can’t see any more than that, because the monsters are advancing. The more I kill, the more seem to come at me. These beasts are of the lowest rankings. I could tell because many didn’t even have weapons. There were a few with Tridents. Those were the Elite, sent by Poseidon. Those are the ones I have to watch out for; as they’re much harder to kill than these foot soldiers. It seems he’s found what he’s been looking for, for the past twenty-three years: our Everly.
The ground beneath my feet rumbles. Karl’s unleashing his powers. Spinning on my heel I arch my bow out, taking down several by their heads. I see a break in the crowd in front of me. I take it. I have to get to Everly. If this is what she’s been dreaming about for over a year, there’s a high possibility we could lose her. I skirt around the fight, my hands running over the unseen force that’s stopping us from reaching our Queen.
As I get to the side, I see Everly talking to a woman who’s ghostly in appearance. Something moves on her head and Ever reaches out to touch it. My legs are knocked from under me by a Selkie Elite. Damn it, I wasn't paying attention! With him standing over me, I swipe out my leg, knocking the creature’s feet out from under it. It lands with a thud next to me and I bring the pointed end of my bow down into its chest, only to be hit with shock wav
es as it hits his chest plate. It flips to a standing position like a gymnast.
“You’ll give her up, fool. She doesn't belong to you. Our king will bathe in her blood and we, the Elite, will feast on her flesh,” it snarls at me, poison dripping from its gaping maw.
“Foul beast! She doesn't belong to anyone. She’s the Queen of the Seas. You all belong to her!” I reach into my quiver and pull out an arrow. The creature's eyes follow my hand, distracted as I intended. With my other hand, I grab its chest piece and rip it off. The beast screams at me. Its shrill screech enough to make my ears bleed. Taking a leaf out of Garrot’s book, I thrust my leg up and plant the heel of my foot into the creature’s balls. It bends over, spitting its poison through the air above my head while its freakish hands go to cup between its legs. Taking advantage, I bring the arrow in my clutches down, stabbing it straight through the creature’s rib cage, into its heart. Its huge eyes blink at me as realisation dawns.
“Die now, beast, while I go save my Queen from the foul spawn you call kin.” As it hits the ground, I flip to my feet. I keep moving, my hand caressing the barrier. I soon realize I can’t find its end. The very edge of the cliff is before me, and I still haven't found a way to reach her. I swing around and my eyes land on the destruction further down the field. Karl’s opened the earth. Both he and Garrot are fighting off the creatures, pushing as many as they can into the earth's gaping maw.
This is so frustrating! The only option left is to get to the bottom of the cliff and try to climb up. I can’t lose her. We can’t...
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