The Everly Davis chronicles

by Amelia K Oliver

  "Its poison has been removed guys, don't fear. But do not tell her that, though. She may be immune, but it still stings like acid," William says from my left.

  "Oh thank the gods," Leyland sighs from my right.

  Yeah, thank fuck.

  "We have four..." Will starts but gets interrupted

  "Ah, fuck!" Ever screams as the creature wraps its freaky long arms around her waist and squeezes. She whips her head back and slams the back of her skull into its face. I stare in awe as blue blood sprays into the air.

  "Nice," I say.

  "She's good at hand-to-hand. But she needs to harness those powers, or she will die. We have four poison-free Selkie; after lunch she won't be so blessed. Brothers..." William finishes, ignoring the fact that Ever is kicking arse. Dick! He turns to us. We peel our eyes away from our girl fighting to look at him "...You must not interfere. No matter what happens. You must allow her to be broken, so that like a phoenix, she can rise from the ashes."

  He talks sense, but every one of us has to fight our instincts to protect Everly, and it's fucking killing us. Seeing this creature bite her over and over brings back very dark memories of not long ago, when one bit me.

  "We will try to not interfere. But William, know this: if we deem your methods inhumane, we will crush whomever hurts her," Leyland says between clenched teeth.

  "Agreed," I say.

  Karl grinds out, "I can't fucking watch this much longer. I'm going to get dinner ready." With that, he turns and walks back to the house, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his joggers.

  "I feel the same. Watching her take hits, seeing her blood flow from her wounds, is crushing. The war within me is draining my energy. But I won't leave here—I can't." Leyland says, his voice cracking with unshed tears.

  I take his hand and give it a squeeze, feeling the sting of tears in my own eyes. It is incredibly hard watching our woman be hurt and not being able to retaliate. Turning back to the fight, I watch as Everly wraps her arms around the creature’s neck in a sleeper hold. The Selkie breathe through their throats like humans on land, and through the gills on their necks in the sea. Right now Everly is very cleverly squeezing the creature’s windpipe and neck. The creature goes down and she elbow drops it in the ribs for good measure, in a move Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson would be proud of.

  "Fuck, yeah! That's my girl," I yell.

  Leyland, Vic, and I start clapping and cheering our girl on. She stands over the creature, her hands on her hips, breathing heavily. When it sits upright she kicks it in the face, knocking it out again.

  "So you're good at hand-to-hand. But it's your powers we need to work on. Let's break for lunch before I lose my mind," Will says, his hands flapping about like he's trying to put out a fire.

  "I SUCK. I CAN'T DO this. I just can't get a hold of these powers I'm supposedly meant to have!" Everly grumbles as she enters the kitchen. Her hair is plaited down her back and the edges are all fluffy. She kind of looks like she's been electrocuted. Its adorable.

  "Sweetheart, you will master them. Give yourself time," Le soothes her. Trailing his fingers down her arm.

  "Don't have time! No time. I need them now!" She complains, clearly frustrated with her lack of progress.

  "Hey, sexy arse, get over here." I say. She waddles over to me, a sullen look on her face and I wrap my arms around her neck. "Stop being so hard on yourself, love. I can do that for you if you'd like?" I tease, and then smack her arse.

  She giggles and yelps at the same time. So fucking adorable. I grab her butt and lift her onto the counter, with me between her legs.

  "Sweaty and gross. Shoo," she complains. She smells like sunshine and the sea.

  "Not a chance, babe. You smell like mine." I bury my face in her neck and kiss the soft skin there. My hips twitch towards her without my permission. Right then, Karl walks back in with two huge pizza boxes.

  "Karl, I'm not having pizza. I'm fat enough already!" She's not looking for compliments or asking for pity. She genuinely believes her beautiful body is fat, because her ex was a fucking monster.

  He'll get what's coming to him. I've got plans for that piece of shit.

  We turn our confused gazes to look at her. In skintight Lycra she's a fucking babe to us all. Curves in all the right places, her soft, round arse is my favorite. When I slap it, it wobbles just slightly. That does things to me I never knew were possible. She has a tummy, she hates that the most. But the three of us love to lay our heads on it, to kiss her there, nibble. Her legs are thick and strong, and I love burying my head between them. Her breasts are- there just aren't the right words. Fucking amazing. Not too big, not too small. There isn't a single thing about her body any of us would change. She is perfect, inside and out.

  "I wish you could see what we see, Ever." Karl tells her as he caresses her cheek with the back of his hand.

  "Exactly. My dick is up and down more times than a whore’s knickers around you. Gets hard, then you leave the room and it's soft. You come back in the room, it's hard," I say, not even a hint of humour in my voice. It's the truth.

  "Everly, you are stunning. You're gaining muscle mass and tone because of the training, and I can speak for all of us when I say you look sexy as hell," Le explains.

  "Exactly," we all say in unison.

  "Sorry, guys. Ok, let's eat—I’m so hungry right now," she says as she picks up a huge slice of pizza and takes a chunk out of it. I start pouring drinks as Victor walks through the open back door.

  "Oh, he let you off your lead, did he?" Karl asks him.

  "Indeed. He doesn't like that I've decided to pledge to my Queen, but the mark on his wrist prevents him from challenging you, Everly. I was kind of his favourite." Victor looks at Ever the whole time he speaks. He's got it bad for her. We all have.

  "What do you mean, Vic?" Everly asks as she tries to find the straw in her drink with her tongue. Every set of eyes in the room are riveted on her tongue as it darts around seeking the paper straw.

  Finally, Victor casts his eyes to the floor before answering.

  "I have been in William's service for five years now. Which is the longest he's ever kept one of us. His slaves. He doesn't love me, but wouldn't let me go. He has me in solitary when he isn't using me; for the past four years now I've been kept alone."

  "That's really sad, Vic," Everly says as she beckons for him to come to her with her hand. "Hug?" she asks when his brow draws down in a frown. His answering look sends a pang through my heart. You can tell this guy hasn't been shown a lot of affection in his life. He looks confused, but happy as fuck at the same time. He steps into her arms, hesitantly, and she wraps them around him. "Vic, I'm so sorry," she whispers into his ear. Her position on the counter means he isn't much taller than her now. I walk behind Victor and tentatively hold him, too. He stiffens, so I let go. I don't know what got into me, but his story compelled me to offer him comfort. He seems to be settling in easily with our little group, so comforting him felt natural.

  Karl

  When Victor breaks the hug with Everly, I ask him, "So you and Will, you were..." I struggle to finish the question feeling awkward as hell.

  "Lovers?" he offers. I nod. "Yes. Does that bother you, Everly?" He turns to her, worry in those bright blue eyes of his.

  Before she can answer, Gar pipes up. "No. It wouldn't bother our dirty little bitch. Isn't that right, naughty girl?"

  She blushes, but looks Victor right in the eyes.

  "Nope ..." she pops the p "Top or bottom?" I can't help the small gasp that comes out of my mouth. Straight to the point—I love this woman.

  "Um ... both. Mainly receiving but giving some. On account of... " he begins, but Garrot and Everly both interrupt him.

  "Your size?" Garrot asks.

  "The piercings?" Everly comments, wonder in her tone.

  Well shit, this escalated quickly.

  "All of the above," he says with a little blush on his massive face. He still stands between her legs and he re
aches up tentatively and glides his fingers across her jaw. "Do those things worry you, Everly?"

  She giggles like a schoolgirl being asked out by her first crush. It's adorable. "A little, but it also intrigues me." She answers honestly.

  Aye, intriguing indeed. When I turn around to announce brews are ready, I see Ever kissing Victor. I blink slowly. My dick twitches and my heart skips a beat when I notice she's holding one of his huge hands over her breast. Our girl has come a long way in the short time we've known her.

  "Brews up guys, let's move to the garden," I say and begin to load trays with the cups. I don't at all mind what's happening with Ever and Vic; I like the guy. And one more warrior in the battle against Poseidon is a good thing. They break the kiss, pulling back slightly to look into each others eyes. She hops down a few seconds later and Victor seems to shake himself out of something. We follow Everly outside where the sun is still scorching, I set the tray on the table and everyone grabs a cup and sit around the table under the porch in the shade.

  "Yum, this is so tasty. Thanks, Karl,” Everly sweetly says to me.

  "You're welcome, baby.” my already wide smile grows with her praise.

  "So guys, I need to ask," she sighs. "My marking you... I don't want to do that unless all of you are ..." she begins.

  "I'm in." I tell her without hesitation.

  "Fuck yes, mark me." Garrot quips.

  "Yes, absolutely, my love." Le assures her with a smile.

  "It would be an honour." Victor pledges.

  We each say in turn. None of us want anything more than to be with Everly, for eternity.

  "Oh guys, I'm so fucking happy!" She says with so much excitement that we all fall into laughter.

  "Surely there was never a question as to whether we would want that?" Le says, confusion in his voice.

  "It's for eternity, guys, it can't be undone," she says.

  "We know. We want it. End of story," Garrot tells her, and we all agree.

  "There is nothing more that I want, than to be marked for eternity as yours, Everly." Leyland says with such passion Everly's eyes appear glassy with unshed tears. A lump forms in my throat. I swallow thickly.

  "Ok. William might have to guide me. I don't have a clue where to start. Actually, no I do. The sea." She tells us shyly then quickly sips her tea. We all gasp. We can't take her into the sea!

  "Do not worry boys, it is a sacred ritual, not a soul will touch you," William says as he walks up to us. I'm less than happy with him right now, his methods of training Ever leave a lot to be desired. While she is improving, that doesn't mean I have to like it. And I don't.

  Everly jumps in her seat and drops her spoon. Victor picks it up, pops it in his mouth, and passes it back to her. She looks at him a little shocked, but then smiles up at him, and continues to stir her cup of tea.

  "That's great to know. Any specific requirements that I need to know? Sacrifices? Anal sex? Fucking golden showers?" she replies, making me spray my tea all over myself.

  Shit that's hot—my skin is on fire. I try to pull the material away from my skin without anyone seeing. It doesn't work and I see Garrot silently laughing out of the corner of my eye. Bitch.

  "I want Victor, William. Immediately. Are you going to be a bitch about it, or do I need to pull out the Queen card?" she says with a power that reverberates through my soul.

  "Sister. Queen," he says as he leans over the chest-high fence. "We may have to fight for him; he's exceedingly good in bed and my top warrior. How about we make this interesting?" He sneers as he looks directly at me.

  Chapter Ten

  VICTOR

  When Everly wrapped her arms around me, the whole world drifted away. Her soft body moulded to my hard one, and her scent drew a sigh from me. She smelled like my beloved sea and the ultraviolet rays of the sun. The telekinetic then held me and I am ashamed to admit that I froze. Affection of any kind is usually followed by forced sex, then solitary confinement. Garrot let go, and I sank into her embrace. They asked me questions and I answered readily. I very much want to belong; already Everly owns a part of me. From the moment I saw her, I knew I was hers, not William’s. I also find each of her guys beautiful; she chose her harem well.

  For the last four years, William has locked me away when I was not pleasuring him or fulfilling my duties as his protector. On several occasions he has tried to mark me as his property, but has been unable to do so. Now, I know it was because I belonged to the Queen, not him. My inner beast likes her, but he has yet to move inside of me, it's almost like he's not there. It's a strange feeling, being alone inside my head for the first time in over two hundred years. I've been many forms, the Leviathan for a mere five. The kiss we shared was nothing short of fireworks. Her small hand guided mine to her breast—I nearly shamed myself at the feel of her soft flesh in my hand. We were interrupted, though, and now we sit outside, drinking tea from tiny cups. My dick is hard as steel, and my hand twitches at the memory of her.

  "Sister. Queen. We may have to fight for him; he's exceedingly good in bed and my top warrior. How about we make this interesting?" I hear William say as we sit on the covered porch.

  My head whips to face him. "No!" I shout while shooting to my feet. He cannot be allowed to face off against my Queen—he is a dirty fighter and she has not yet harnessed her powers.

  "Ok brother..." she adds zest to the word "brother," the challenge clear in her tone. "Let's do this." Rising, Everly walks out onto the field, the guys and I following. Until we meet a barrier.

  "Let us fucking in right now, William, or so help me I will eviscerate you!" Karl exclaims.

  "He cannot. She has issued a formal request for me. He has the right to force her to fight for me. The winner takes all, the loser... well the loser has to take a scar." I tell them. I've seen this happen a thousand times in my lifetime.

  "A fucking what now?" Garrot sneers at me, as if he doesn't believe what I'm telling them.

  "A hot blade pressed to the crease of their elbow. A mark of defeat." I explain simply.

  "But she's his sister, his Queen!" Leyland fires back, the disbelief apparent on his face.

  "I do not make the rules, we cannot help. It is in the hands of the gods now," I say as I hold my hands out in front of me in peace. They frown at me, then scowl at William as he and Everly stride across the field.

  I turn back to see Everly and William in the centre of the ring carved out by the barrier. We can hear and see, but we cannot participate in any way, or else the challenger forfeits and receives the scar. William is the first to strike, a cheap shot. He throws her to her back some ten feet from him in a move that shows exactly what type of coward he is.

  "Motherfucker!" I hear from somewhere to my right, but I do not turn to see who it was because Everly has gotten to her feet.

  "Concede, sister! The beast is mine!" William screams at her, spittle flying from his lips.

  "Not a fucking chance, you big chicken shit!" she throws back at him. My sizeable penis twitches. I do so love a powerful woman. She digs her heels into the dirt and propels herself forward, crashing into William. They tumble to the floor. As they land, the unmistakable sound of bone snapping rents the air.

  "You broke my fucking arm," Everly screams to the heavens. She lifts her arm, which dangles at an unnatural angle. All four of us tense and Garrot puts his hands to the barrier, grunting out his effort to try to break through.

  "It's of no use, Garrot. It is impenetrable." I tell him, my eyes not leaving my Queen.

  William looks at me out of the corner of his eye and smirks. Garrot tries again, letting loose a shout of exertion. Sparks fly from the tips of his fingers. I turn to see Everly once again flying through the air. She lands with a sickening thud.

  "If you lose, Everly, I will claim Karl as my own! And I will punish them both! Concede and keep your dignity!" William shouts while laughing. I wish I had crushed this prick moons ago. But out of misguided loyalty he remains alive.

  "Neve
r!" Everly screams and throws up her small, delicate hand. Suddenly, William is on the floor, writhing in agony.

  "Yes!" All three of the men beside me shout.

  "You may be my brother, but I will not allow you to harm one of my guys. Concede, brother, before I crush every bone in your body," she tells him calmly, which is much more unnerving than when she screams. My penis is now as hard as granite.

  "Argh! I concede. I concede! Oh fuck, make it stop!" he whimpers on the ground, like the pathetic being that he is. The barrier comes down and Garrot falls to his face once it dissipates, having put his weight behind his hands to push his power into the barrier.

  "Motherf...." He mumbles into the grass.

  We all dash across the field to Everly's side and try to communicate with her at once. She stands there in the middle of us, hands on her knees, panting.

  Everly

  I throw my hands in front of me and push my fear into them. If I lose to this sick fuck he will get not just Victor, but Karl too. I can't let that happen—I won't. He will not be allowed to hurt my men! My broken arm has been mended and that hurt like a bitch, let me tell you. I couldn't stop the tears that sprang from my eyes as bone fused back together while muscle stitched itself. I now hold my arms up and blast silver light right at Will, striking him in the chest. I visualise his insides being twisted and pulled. He drops to the floor in agony.

  "You may be my brother, but I will not allow you to harm either Karl or Victor. Concede, brother, before I crush every bone in your body." I say more calmly than I feel. Pure, white hot anger bubbling through my veins.

  "Argh! I concede. I concede! Oh fuck, make it stop!" His voice cracks with pain.

  Good. He deserves nothing less. I will make him pay for what he's done to Victor for so long. The barrier disappears and I see someone fall in the corner of my eye.