by JG Jerome
“Uncanny,” says Peg.
“I don’t know how well it would hold up. I have absolutely no practice at it.” Myra shrugs and says, “Regardless, it’s one more tool in our toolbox.”
Morgan considers the possibilities. “You know, Myra. If we could get Mommie-Dearest to go to her chambers, you could walk in and free Corrina. Then you could portal her to Jack’s place. Is there anyone there?”
Peg answers, “Yes. The Crystal is there as well as three of Marjoram’s children. The Lord was going to the site for the Residence, then back to Phoenix.”
“Ew,” says Myra. “Cottonwood to Phoenix on a Sunday afternoon. That could go horribly wrong.”
Chapter 30 - Connecting
(Southbound Interstate 17, central Arizona)
Trina rolls off my face with a moan as Daphne collapses onto me from her cowgirl position. My mind is slowly coming back to me after the mind-blowing orgasm I had inside of Daphne’s welcoming and talented pussy.
I look to my left to see Trina wedged into the space between the two rows of seats. I notice the Shadow Veil has dissipated.
I slowly blink my eyes. ‘Yep. She’s laying on the floorboards.’ I caress Daphne’s lean, muscled back with my right as I squeeze her perfect ass with my left. She looks up at me, and I kiss her languorously.
Then I hear my TSN phone ring. “Shit,” I say sagely. “Uh...it’s in the lapel pocket of my coat back with Rottie. That’s probably Peg. She’s the only other person with one of those right now.”
Trina says, “Give me a second to do some acrobatics.” Tiphanae looks over the seat to see what’s going on. Her mouth gapes as she sucks in a large surprised breath.
Somehow, my Pet manages to bridge off the seat with her left and get a leg under her. Then she dives to retrieve first my coat from Rottie and my phone from the coat.
She holds it up, and I take it from her. I reach around Daphne to answer it. I wipe the remains of Lake Trina from my face as I answer.
“Hello, Peg,” I gasp.
About that time I hear my other phone ring. “Shit,” exclaims Trina as Daphne giggles into my chest.
“My Lord, I have news. Please hold the line,” I hear Peg say.
Then I hear Myra’s voice, “Hello, husband. I am well, and I miss you.”
“Myra!” I shout as I try to sit upright. Daphne gets it and slides to the far door to allow me to maneuver She bumps Trina, making her juggle my other phone. “My Love! Where are you? Are you safe?”
“I am safe, Jack,” she responds much calmer than I feel. “I’m with my sister, Morgan. She’s been taking good care of me.”
I’m confused, “Peg said they had heard whip cracks, screams, and shouts coming from her chambers.”
“Pure theatre, my Darling. My Sissi has been protecting me and sheltering me. Turns out she’s quite the actress. Her madness has been receding since Laurel turned her attention elsewhere. Apparently your hypothesis was correct. She still needs your help, but I’m confident she can be cured.”
I’m taken aback, “Wow! That’s great news, Darling. I’ve been trying to figure out the best way to get you all out of there. I understand that Trevor is torturing my Captain, and that we still have two Ravens are locked up. Is that right?”
She confirms, “Unfortunately, yes. We can get Geri and Liesl out and send them through the armoire. Or I can open a Shadow Portal to your condo door.”
“How soon can you send them to the Condo?” I ask.
“It can be immediately if I go with Esmi. Otherwise, assuming we’re all spread around, 20 to 30 minutes afterward. The thing I don’t know is if my Mommie-Dearest will sense that I’m doing it. It’s a power only for the queen.”
“Hmmm,” I say. “I guess there’s no question of whether your ‘coronation’ took.” I see Trina whispering into my standard phone.
Myra says, “Yes. Apparently I can use illusion like a Seelie, too. I can look just like Mommie-Dearest. I don’t know if I have the durability of a Seelie’s illusion, but it should be enough for a short deception.”
“Hmm. That’s useful,” I respond. Trina holds a finger up in a ‘hold a minute gesture.’ “Myra, Trina’s indicating she needs my assistance. Can you hold?”
“Sure, Jack. Go ahead,” Myra responds.
“Yes, my Pet?” I inquire of Trina.
Trina responds, “First tell Myra that I love her and ache for her.”
I hear Myra respond, “I miss you too, Trina. I can’t wait to hold you.”
I tell Trina, “She heard you and responded.”
Trina nods, “I heard her response. Thank you. Secondly, Supreet couldn’t get Solange on tomorrow’s flight with you, but she was able to get you both on a red-eye leaving 10:30 tonight. Adjoining first-class seats for Phoenix-Philly and Philly-Hartford legs. I told her to book it. She said you should have confirmation by email shortly.”
“Great. Thank you, Pet. Please tell her to look into leasing a house or condo. This is going to be a longer contract than just a couple of months. I think having our own place would be good, especially if I can convince the elves to open a portal between Hartford and the condo here. There were some 4-bedroom condos by the Residence Inn. There may be a better options available, but I don’t know the area very well.”
Trina relays that to Supreet as I say into the phone in my hand, “Myra, the Goblin King pissed me off today pretty severely. I understand he has a portal into the Winter Court. I thought I might go express my displeasure before coming through his portal to retrieve my family.”
Trina relays to me, “She says ‘Sure. I’ll get some properties lined up Monday. I can work with Solange to screen some tomorrow.’ Does that work, Master?”
“Let’s look at them Tuesday or Wednesday, Trina. I suspect I’ll be engaged with the Winter Court tomorrow afternoon into the next day. Tell her I love her and that I look forward to holding her tomorrow. As a matter of fact, I’ll call her back when I’m off the phone with Myra.”
Trina grins and relays the message.
I tell Myra, “With a red-eye, I’ll probably want to leave for the airport a little before 8pm tonight. Oh, Megan is coming home tonight. She has Sowie and Selene with her as assigned guards. I guess we’ll put Selene under influence to keep her from causing any problems. Maybe just put her to sleep for 48 hours. I’ll ask Trina to ‘suggest’ it to her.”
“Okay, Jack” is Myra’s response. “Let’s think about this. I can portal the ladies to your door. Opening a Shadow Portal to Hartford will be difficult. I don’t know the location and I can’t visualize it. Saureg’s might be the best option. Oh, I put several knights to sleep when she brought me here. Or at least I made them drowsy. Unfortunately, all that earned me was another couple of hits with the Taser. Apparently the glow from each of us at our wedding was a manifestation of sharing powers. I apparently need practice.”
Jack nods, “Yeah, that one was the first thing I learned from the Elves. It’s a great defensive skill to have. Since it was the first real skill, it was plenty difficult to learn. The ‘move living matter’ was easy to learn, but it’s difficult to master. Funnily enough, the healing and manipulating body growth is very easy and hard to mess up. Maybe because it’s an ‘ability’ rather than a ‘skill.’ Something else to ask O’ren.”
Her whisper comes through the earpiece, “It’s so good to hear your voice, Jack. I know we’ve been separated more than we’ve been together since we’ve been married, but this whole incident has really shaken me. I need to be with you.”
“I know, my Darling,” I tell her. “I miss you terribly, and I’m so worried about you and our family that I’m having a hard time thinking straight. When I heard what Lorn did to Trina my first impulse was to lock and load and go kill them all. Then I heard about Corrina, and I immediately went back to that space. I’m starting to have a little sympathy how someone of my heritage could become a Dread Lord. It would be so easy to let my anger guide me to sow death and despair upon m
y enemies rather than to forgive, heal, and nurture them.”
Myra tells me, “But you are strong enough to overcome those dark impulses. Your strength and compassion are part of what I love about you. Plus, you’re sexy as hell and a great fuck!”
I laugh at that. “Thanks, Beloved. I needed that.”
She chuckles back at, “You’ll have to tell me about what happened to Trina. For now, as long as she’s safe, I’m good. I’ll keep Peg nearby, and we’ll let you know of any developments.”
We’re both quiet as we just savor the connection through the ether.
I tell her, “I love you, Myra. Be safe, Beloved.”
She moans, “Oh, Jack. I love you so much! Be careful. You’re going to tread dangerous paths. I need to know I’ll see you whole and healthy at the end of our separate journeys.”
“I promise you, my Queen. Goodbye for now, Beloved,” I tell her.
“Bye, Jack.”
Chapter 31 - Getting Ready to Red-eye
(Jack’s Condo in Phoenix, Arizona)
We get home at a quarter after four o’clock - three hours after we left Cottonwood. I-17 was blocked at Bumblebee with a wreck. Needless to say, we were all grumpy long before we pull into my condo’s parking lot. Even factoring in car sex with two smokin’ hot Sidhe and phone sex with the world’s sexiest Naga, three hours in a car without a break is a long time.
We all groan and stretch as we get out of the Yukon. Poor Rottie has been whining for the last 15 minutes, so I immediately take him for a walk to the closest grassy area. I call to Trina to bring me a couple of plastic bags from upstairs. Daphne shoos her to go get them while she gets the luggage.
Rottie runs over to a parking lot lamp post and anoints it with about a gallon of piss. Then I run with him back and forth on the grass for a couple of minutes before Trina shows up. I look down at him, “Okay big fella, if you need to dump find a likely spot. I’ll pull clean up duty.” He cocks his head at me and then notices Trina trotting over. Once she comes to a stop on the grass, he jumps up to put a paw on either shoulder and licks her chin gently.
I tell him, “Hey buddy, don’t mess with my woman!” He looks at me, and I swear he has the large canine equivalent of a shit-eating grin on his face. He licks her chin again before dropping down to all fours and putting his nose on the ground. He chuffs and looks at Trina. She doesn’t get it any more than I do. He strokes the bags with his left forepaw and then touches the ground with his muzzle. I’m still stumped, but a light goes on in Trina’s eyes. She squats down and puts one of the bags where Rottie places his muzzle. She opens it up so there is a flat open spot for Rottie to drop his contribution, and then she steps back out of the way.
Trina cuddles up next to me and hooks an arm through my left before kissing me quickly. “Honestly. How does my face look, Jack?”
I carefully survey her face, not because I don’t already know she’s all healed, but I just love looking at her. I can’t believe this stunning woman is mine. “Beautiful. Perfect as always, my Love.” I kiss her and bite her lower lip before adding, “I may have to go up there and turn him inside out if he lives.”
She shakes her head. “Not a very loving thing to do, Jack. You heard what Myra said. You’re better than that. And what did you tell Supreet? Forgiveness is love’s greatest manifestation? Justice has been served. I don’t regret fucking him up, but I have to admit I was overly brutal to him. If he lives, I may ask you to heal him a bit. He can carry my marks, but let him walk and use his hands with pain for the rest of his life.”
I chuckle, “Methinks thou might need to work on that forgiveness thing, too.”
She shrugs, “Master, if I were perfect, you would have no reason to punish me.” She grins up at me.
I reach around her and squeeze her perfect, tight ass. “Yes, that would be a crime.”
Rottie gets up and bumps my leg to ensure I notice how nicely he filled the bag. I look down at him, “Shit, Rottie. You must have been in pain. I thought you had to shit, not give birth.” He chuffs again and looks away. Apparently he’s not impressed with my sense of humor.
I tie up the bag and drop it into the other bag Trina brought along. She ties it closed, too. We drop it in the outside trash on the sidewalk before going inside. We run up the stairs to exercise ourselves, and by the top of the third flight I’m about ready to go piss on a pole myself.
We pop out of the stairwell, and I see Tiphanae standing in the doorway in her ‘Sidhe illusion’ while holding the door open. I give her a kiss in passing and then hurry back to my master bath, catching kisses as I hurry past. I pass my own gallon of piss with a sigh, then go wash up.
I go back to the great room to meet everyone. Christie introduces me to Georgia. She seems delightful. I tell her, “Thank you for balancing out the Winter Court presence in my family, Georgia.”
She looks at me shyly through her eyelashes, “Family? Are you going to be fucking me too, Jack?”
I laugh, “That is completely up to you, Georgia.”
She says, “I vote ‘yes.’ I happen to be between jobs, homes, and lovers at the moment. I'm ready now if you are.”
I laugh again, “Sweetie, I’m afraid I’m not.” I look at Christie, “There is a bit of a line at the moment.” Christie blushes prettily. I look back at Georgia and pull her into a kiss. She escalates rapidly. I pretty much have to pull her off my face. “Sweetie, that has to hold you for a bit.”
I call Chelsea to me, “Ladies, let me introduce my fourth fiancé. Chelsea, I think you know everyone at this point...Christie, Georgia, and...where’s Tiphanae? Tiphanae is back in her natural state. Christie and Georgia give Chelsea a hug. I kiss her cheek before going to check on Rottie as he is chasing Marigold, who is giggling shrilly.
“Hey Rottie! Don’t eat the little people. They are important to me. This is Marigold. Her sister, Persimmon, and brother, Acorn, are all working for me now. Any others feel free to catch them and bring them to me. If they have blades, bark at them instead. I want to keep you healthy.” He licks my face.
Marigold hovers in front of him. He licks her from toes to nose, which causes her to drop with a squeal and a fit of giggles. She catches herself and flies in to give him a hug.
I catch her, and she squeals. “How are you, pipsqueak?”
She giggles again, “Excellent, Jack. This is so much fun! Acorn and Persimmon put a spare camera out to watch the parking lot. Corny thought it might be good to have early warning.”
“That’s a great idea, Merry. Please ensure he knows I said so. I’ll tell him myself when I see him next.”
I hear a ping, and Marigold flies over to check the iPad. “It’s Solange, Charli, Marisol, and a goblin, Jack,” she tells me.
I open the door before I hear a knock, Solange collapses onto me with her arms wrapped around my neck. “I missed you, Jack! That was a terrible commute!” She gets her feet under her, kisses me deeply, and then walks into the apartment. “How long have you been here?”
“About 15 minutes. We got stuck in that mess, too.” I pull Charli in for a passionate hello.
“You doing okay, darling?” I ask.
Charli nods enthusiastically. “I’ll be better when we get the rest of our family safe, but I feel so safe and loved when you hold me, Jack.”
I tell her, “I did hear from Myra. She’s okay. Geri and Liesl are locked up, but recovering from whatever punishment your commander doled out. Corrina is in dire need of rescuing.”
Charli says, “We’ll get her, Jack. Then we’ll set them all straight.”
She kisses me and then leaves my embrace. I look up to see Cholley is in the doorway. “Come in, Cholley. This is my home. You are family and welcome here. Come in. I give him a hug and pat him on the shoulder as he passes.
Marisol waves me out of the way and closes the door. Then she jumps on me. She has a great vertical leap! One moment she’s standing in front of me, and the next her legs are wrapped high around my waist, her arms arou
nd my neck, and her tongue is buried in my mouth. I slam her into the door and slide my left hand under her ass cheek, as my right pulls the waistband of her tights open and dives inside. She is wearing panties, which was a bit of a surprise. I slide my fingers inside her panties to massage her clit as I devour her mouth. The Ravens all cheer her on.
I hear Chelsea growl, “Fuck her, Jack! Show her who the Alpha is!” That causes Marisol to whimper and squirm even more against my hand. I decide Chelsea’s onto something.
I lift Marisol up off me and spin her around as I walk to the left end of the couch back. I get my hand back in place to diddle her clit as I set her on her feet. I push deeper into her panties and pinch her inner petals gently before sliding a finger into her wet hole. I push her against the couch as I pull her jacket off with my left hand. A pair of chocolate hands and a pair of moon kissed hands remove her jacket and shoulder rig. I push Marisol over the back of the couch and pull her tights and panties down to the top of her boots. I kick my own boots off and open my pants and boxers. I line Little Jack up and drive into Marisol’s sopping wet channel. I point to my right and call out “Christie! You’re next!”
“Oh thank you, my Lord! I need you so badly!” I hear Christie say as she throws herself across the back of the couch.
“Careful, my love. Let’s not beat the shit out of the baby!” I pull out to Marisol’s moan. Then I drive into her rapidly and hard. On the third stroke she starts to gasp as I feel her grasp me.
Charli leans over the couch next to Christie, followed closely by Solange, and Georgia. I slide a hand under Marisol, and resume stroking her clit with my right hand while I fuck her hot pussy. She is bucking and squirming so hard I pin her to the couch with my left hand as I pound her. Finally she clamps down hard and screams. Then she passes out. I love how Mari gives it all. I pull out of her quickly to keep her spasms from taking me over the edge. I kiss her perky, tight bum.