I loved Bash’s bald look, and he pulled it off quite sexily, but I was starting to wish he had some hair to pull. I was squirming as he fucked me with his tongue. He hadn’t even gone for my clit yet, and I was already coming undone. His tongue slipped out of me and trailed up to my clit.
Like Zed, Bash knew how to take his time. He wasn’t just trying to get this over with. Bash drew wave over wave of pleasure from me with every swirl of his tongue. Bash knew where the mysterious G spot was too. Two fingers slid inside my pussy and started massaging it in addition to his tongue. I was begging, pleading, screaming Bash’s name. He was just eating me out like he had all night. And I had a feeling he just might do that.
I nearly screamed for him to go back when Bash stopped massaging that G spot I just found out I had. I wanted his fingers back when they left. I realized Bash had more tricks up his sleeve. Bash’s fingers slid back in, but his other two fingers easily slid into my ass. His tongue finally sped up, and he started fucking me hard with his fingers.
After being teased for so long, my entire body was on fire. I was racing towards a massive orgasm and Bash showed no signs of slowing down. I was bucking and screaming his name. When my orgasm hit, I practically shrieked loud enough to wake the entire house. Bash didn’t have any hair, so I just grabbed his ears and held on for dear life.
When I finally settled down, Bash kissed his way back up to my mouth and pulled me down to his chest. I snuggled in and tried for his thong again. A little blow job couldn’t kill them, right? He just ate the shit out of me, and I wanted to return the favor. I wanted to return the favor with all of them, but only Bash took his pants off.
He caught my hand and just cracked up laughing. Bash was laughing so hard, the bed was shaking. I got the giggles too, but probably not for the same reason. Not many people could say they faced Death in a thong and lived to tell about it. No, I had Death in my bed, gotten clit fucked, and now he was laughing. Let my Antichrist twin brag about that.
“I don’t know what you’re laughing at,” Bash wheezed. “You know, every time the seals broke, and we appeared before a Lamb, they were these little cherubs who thought we were angels. We appear this time to a purple haired badass threatening to put some sexy boots up our asses. Then, you totally turned it around and started wanting some sort of group thing with us. There’s not much that can surprise the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, but you’re like this little fun bag of wonders. What changed your mind about us? We haven’t shown you any of our powers.”
“Well, what was I supposed to think when the cat started speaking to me in my head? You didn’t need to show me some Horseman powers. It was weird. After hearing Drake and all the chaos that followed, I just felt like I could trust you. You’re all fun to be around too. After everything that’s happened, Lizzie and I found each other like we were supposed to and finding out we’re all supposed to stop the apocalypse is not the dumbest thing that has happened to me.”
Bash kissed the top of my head and pulled me to his chest. “And how trusting us turned into you wanting to play house in some polyamorous relationship with the Four Horsemen?”
I just shrugged. That was pretty bizarre for me too. Normally, even one guy got on my nerves, and I was planning exit strategies after the second date. It just felt like this was what was supposed to happen. I was never one of those teenagers drawing my name in hearts with a dude’s name. I never saw wedding bells with anyone. I wasn’t seeing wedding bells now. But I could see myself waking up in that huge bed with the Four Horsemen and doing things that didn’t involve stopping Drake. Maybe one of them could teach me to drive.
Bash seemed to understand my shrug. His finger traced the tattoos on my arm. He decided to tease me. “You always talk about being broke. How’d you afford the ink? This isn’t flash done by a scratcher.”
“There are two answers for that. When I moved in with Lizzie, she was dating this cute little tattoo artist. Honestly, she was the only one of Lizzie’s girlfriends I ever liked. She’d tattoo both of us while watching Netflix to build work for her portfolio. She went to a tattoo convention, got drunk, and cheated on Lizzie. That was the last I saw of her. The rest of my tattoos are what we broke folk call Tax Return Tattoos.”
“Why didn’t you use your tax return for food, you crazy girl?”
“Tax Return Tattoos take careful planning. It’s like getting free money, so you don’t want to spend it on something boring like rent. In the months leading up to your refund, you start picking up extra shifts and working overtime. That way, you’ve got it planned in case there are any surprises when you get your return. So, when your return comes in, if everything goes to plan, you’ve got tattoo money and extra money for food and rent.”
Bash squeezed me so hard I couldn’t breathe. It was nice. I felt safe with Bash, even if he was squeezing all the damned air out my lungs.
“I’m glad you don’t have to worry about that anymore. None of us will let Drake hurt you, Lizzie, or Ariel. I can feel the same things you do, Tabby. It’s not a coincidence that you could hear us when we asked. You’re connected to us at a deeper level than any Lamb we’ve encountered when we’ve been released before. I’m starting to wonder if we just need to give you what you want and get naked with you because it’s going to activate some gift we don’t know about.”
“You didn’t know I was supposed to go all Breath of God and blow Drake straight to hell?”
“That actually shocked the hell out of all of us. You’re just supposed to break the seals, not stop the Antichrist.”
“I have a question,” I said. This had been bothering me since I found out the truth about my parentage and history. “If someone was watching and knew Mattan was forcing the apocalypse, why didn’t anyone just kill Drake and me when we were babies?”
“Oh, Tabby. Our side doesn’t kill babies. The choices were always yours. Drake would always be the Antichrist, but he would be powerless without you to break the seals. Drake can start building armies and false prophets, but he can’t actually do anything unless you finish starting the apocalypse.”
“He’s plotting something to get me to break those seals. He’s not just making up for being a cat for so long by fucking escorts and preaching to Incels. Drake will have a plan.”
“Drake doesn’t know you have the power to send him to the fires of Hell. None of us knew. Drake can try, but he’s going to see the Horsemen’s power close up, Lizzie and Ariel will torture him with fire, then he’ll see what the Lake of Fire is like up close. Whatever Drake plans to get to you, he won’t succeed.”
That made me feel a little better, but we were dealing with the Antichrist here and his fucked-up Daddy Mattan. If I had powers, Drake probably did too. He didn’t know about mine. No one did. Tomorrow, I needed to find out what the Horsemen knew about Drake’s powers.
Chapter 24
Hand holding and public displays of affection used to gross me out. I used to think if someone was trying that hard to show off in public that they were in love, there was probably some sort of problem they didn’t want people to know about. So, don’t ask me why I walked to breakfast holding hands with three Horsemen now. And it felt damned good too. Maybe I was just being mean with the people out in public before. I did have a habit of being a crabby bastard most of the time.
Chase was scowling when I sat down. “You know you made Conquest wait, right? Three nights now.”
I grinned at Chase. He was so proud of being Conquest, and he’d already bragged about me being one of his. I decided to poke Chase a little because he was pouting.
“I didn’t make you wait. All of you decided on the guarding order. If you were really Conquest, you would have demanded to guard me first or had the schedule changed.”
Gideon snorted. “She’s right, you know. You haven’t been playing dirty this go. Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
Chase finally stopped pouting and looked serious for a minute. “Because I can feel this is different. I ca
n feel Tabby likes all of us for different reasons and I don’t think she has any intention of picking one of us. I’m fine with that, but did you ever think if I got up to my old tricks, whatever is supposed to happen won’t work because I’ve driven Tabby away? My tricks won’t work on her. She’d just punch me or do what she threatened and stick that fuck me boot up my ass. It has to be all of us. If I’m excluded, then we all just die again.”
Everyone was nodding like that made sense. Gideon’s intense eyes rest on me. “Can you sense what is supposed to happen if we get together? Do we all get extra powers and you get stronger?”
“I’ve got no idea. It just feels like it’s supposed to happen on its own time though. I know I keep begging for it, but it needs to happen when everyone is on board, and there’s no doubt. I don’t think there’s a rush. We do need to figure out what Drake is doing.”
“True,” Chase said. He was giving me that grin again like he was the Horseman of Conquest. “Care to sit in my lap while I look at computer stuff?”
I hadn’t been with Chase at all yet. I wanted to sit in his lap and just answered with a wink. I was a little surprised when we got to the living room that Odelia, Esther, Lizzie, and Ariel were all there with computers. Natalia was there snuggled into the sofa with Lizzie. Clearly, date night went well. I was going to have to pick her brain later.
Chase grabbed my waist and crashed into the sofa with me. I had no idea how he intended to manage me and the laptop until he set the computer in my lap. He seemed more content to nuzzle my neck than look at the laptop. Good thing Gideon was also good on computers. Ariel had her laptop out and hadn’t said a word.
“This is interesting,” Gideon said. “Drake and Mattan both have very specific tastes with the escorts. Mattan has been trying to get a Gothic Lolita for Drake since he started getting escorts. Mattan gets the same type of woman every time. He likes submissive, eighteen-year-old blondes. They are both chatting with new women outside the escort site.”
It had to be a toss-up between who was dry heaving the most out of Lizzie and me. Why was my family so creepy? Drake and Mattan had creeped on Lizzie and probably Ariel. I was wrapped up in making gagging noises. When Odelia shrieked, Lizzie screamed too and flung her coffee cup across the room. I nearly leapt off Chase’s lap.
“Ariel Belcourt!” Odelia yelled. She looked pissed. “If that’s you, I swear to all that’s holy, I’m taking away your laptop. I’ve already grounded you once for extorting perverts. Is the mystery woman asking for money?”
Ariel looked totally calm and wasn’t talking. Gideon was looking anywhere except Odelia. I was trying not to laugh. Was the little runt blackmailing my pervert of a twin and father? Lizzie pulled herself out of Natalia’s lap and went and slung an arm around Ariel’s shoulder.
“I think she’s a genius if she is. She’s probably getting intel and getting money to buy clothes at the same time.”
“I am!” Ariel insisted. “I’ve been researching the Book of Revelations. There’s something none of you have considered. Drake is the Beast, but there’s more than one beast in the bible. I’ve got Mattan pegged as the Leopard-like Beast. The one who is supposed to be the new Babylon? Think about it. It makes sense. And if one of you Horsemen calls me a runt, I’m going to take your balls off. Only my sister is allowed to call me that!”
I was trying so hard not to laugh. Ariel was probably just under five feet tall and ninety pounds soaking wet. She looked just like Lizzie as she glared at the Horsemen threatening to take a testicle off. Odelia apparently wasn’t done yet.
“You aren’t doing this, Ariel. I’ve already grounded you once for this. You’re too young to be talking to older men, and it’s wrong to take their money. I don’t want you talking to the Antichrist and whatever beast Mattan might be either! I don’t want you doing it either, Lizzie! Let the Horsemen do it.”
“Mom!” Ariel shrieked. “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse just cannot pretend to be girls and seduce the Antichrist. Drake has a Gothic Lolita fetish. Lizzie and I are perfect for doing this.”
I could tell there was about to be a screaming match. Lizzie looked ready to boot up and defend Ariel and Odelia looked like she was about to explode.
“Why don’t we find out what Ariel has learned before we get upset with her?” I suggested. “It sounds like she’s done a lot of research.”
Lizzie shot me a grateful look. Natalia went over to sit next to Lizzie and hold her hand. Yeah, Natalia was right up there as my top favorite girlfriend for Lizzie. Ariel stood and did this epic hair flip. She started pacing the room.
“I didn’t find out much from Mattan. I just needed to get into his computers to get his passwords. Drake wants a queen for when he’s ruling heaven and earth beside Lucifer. Apparently, something clicked the first time he saw Lizzie, and he likes the way she smells. He wants Lizzie, but he’ll take someone like her. I think he wants to kill Lizzie to rid her of witness powers and then when she’s resurrected, he’ll try to take her as his queen. Drake likes to talk a little more than Mattan so I think I can get more out of him.”
Chase was absentmindedly rubbing the back of my neck. “What makes you think Mattan is the Leopard-like beast?”
“Because my research said the Leopard-like beast is going to be an empire like Babylon. The Adlers have a huge coffee empire, but Mattan became a lawyer. One of the things he bragged about when I was chatting with him was that he’s putting his name forth for the next senate election. Claimed he could be my Dom because he would be a powerful politician. I don’t think he quite understands the dominant/submissive relationship. I think he just likes hurting women and bossing them around. That’s not how it goes at all.”
“And you’re seventeen and shouldn’t know that!” Odelia snapped. “I swear, I’m going to lock you in your bedroom with no electronics or Wi-fi for the rest of your life.”
Gideon went up a notch in my book when he defended the runt. Ariel had done a damned good job. I didn’t want Lizzie’s little sister talking to creepy pervs either, and that was probably why none of us knew about it, but she had done a damned good job for a seventeen-year-old.
“None of us want Ariel doing this,” Gideon said, standing to place a protective hand on Ariel’s shoulder. “Ariel may be seventeen, but you should be proud of her for being an intelligent, capable teenager instead of getting mad at her for knowing things you don’t think she should know. Ariel successfully fooled two beasts. I think she’s right about Mattan being the Leopard-like beast. This is all going so out of order.”
“That’s because Ariel is a little badass,” Lizzie said. “So, Tabby burps on Drake and sends him to hell, how do we stop Mattan?”
“The two of you can burn him. He’s a beast, not the Beast. Tabby will need to kill him the same way she does Drake. Drake and Mattan are playing the long game,” Chase said. “They must think they have everything in hand with us if they can play long-term like this.”
I leaned back into Chase’s chest. If he kept making those circles on my neck, I was going to rip his pants off and fuck him in front of everyone. I needed to be thinking about Drake and Mattan, not sex right now.
“I think Drake wants me by his side,” I said. “Drake wants a brother-sister relationship with me. He hasn’t reached out to me because he wants me to come to him. He’s going to use trickery to get me on his side, but I think he thinks that’s love. One of you assholes had better tell me. If I’m getting superpowers, does Drake have any?”
“Deception,” Zed said. “Drake has a silver tongue. He’s going to be able to twist any event to his gain, and he can create chaos with just a few words. There have been theories that the Beast can use illusions to help with his deceptions, but opinions are divided.”
“Well, someone better start sharing opinions and theories because we’re all in danger,” Lizzie snapped. “The runt isn’t the only one who can take off your balls.”
I was starting to really like Odelia. “My daughters a
ren’t the only ones who can take off your balls. You’ve got a mama bear here with two daughters you’ve been telling me are supposed to die. I don’t give a shit if you tell me they are supposed to be resurrected. If one of my children gets a scratch, all four of you are going to get a much bigger wound.”
Lizzie needed that. She didn’t think she did. She didn’t think she needed anyone, but Lizzie needed some big, overprotective mother coming in showing her how much she loved her. I didn’t want Lizzie to die either even if she got to come back, but I was glad she got to hear Odelia get that protective over her. I needed to hear my Horsemen be protective of her too or I was going to have to rescind my offer of a fivesome.
Gideon shocked me again. He got up and gave Odelia this huge hug, and it looked like he meant it. He towered over her by over a foot, but he looked like he was trying to soothe her. His eyes were looking directly at me, like he knew I had things I needed to hear too.
“Just because it’s written Lizzie and Ariel die doesn’t mean it will happen on our watch. If we can finally decide on a plan to stop Drake and Mattan, all this stops, and all of you can just live normal lives.”
I gulped. I saw the look he was giving me. He said all of you. He said nothing about the Horsemen. Were they all keeping something from me? Trying to keep me happy while they were here by indulging my little bedroom fantasies, but once Drake was in the Lake of Fire, they were all going to go poof?
I couldn’t ask that right now. We needed a plan. We needed Drake and Mattan in front of us to send them to the Lake of Fire. Drake was the master of deception, but I think he didn't see clearly when it came to my lies. He wanted us to have a magical twin bond. Our plans for exposing Drake to the Incels would break some of Drake’s trust in me, and I may not get my chance to face him before things got worse.
I needed Drake and Mattan in front of me with their guards down. They didn’t know about my gifts. They didn’t know we were in their computers. They didn’t know their new online girlfriends were seventeen-year-old Ariel.
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