Maybe they wouldn’t see us coming.
Chapter 25
The only normal part of my day now was after all the spying and plotting was that Lizzie and I would go to the secret room Odelia and Esther showed us the first day and just rant. We’d talk about our love lives and drink from my parent’s pretty dope liquor stash. The chocolate truffles hidden in this room that Esther and Odelia showed us keep magically refreshing itself. I was almost certain it was Jana. At the rate she was going, all the employees here were going to be millionaires, and I was going to be dead ass broke again because I kept giving them raises.
We both crashed on the comfortable couch with our booze in hand and a box of truffles between us. We only had limited time to gossip because spying and trying to come up with some sort of plan took hours. This seemed like the only normal thing that ever happened to me anymore, and I craved my short time with Lizzie.
“Your sister is kind of a badass; you know that? It’s like she’s a mini you even though you grew up in Shitsville.”
“Isn’t she, though? I’m so proud of that kid. I think she was asking me permission a few days ago before she started. She told me about how she used to create profiles on weird fetish sites — some way she could never be tracked. She’s got a creep radar too, and it works over the internet. She’d start talking to the really weird ones, you know, the ones that want photos of your feet made up like an ice cream sundae or some shit.
“She’s not just a hacker and evil genius, she’s good at Photoshop too. She’d send them all the fucked-up photos they wanted, but they were all her creation. She’d start charging them for the more fucked up photos they wanted with the promise she’d eventually come on cam. The little runt came up with that plan after our mother cut her allowance after their cell phone provider charged them this huge fee from Ariel’s phone. Apparently, when they said unlimited data, they didn’t mean quite that much.”
“Why did she get mad at Ariel and not the cell phone company? She pays for unlimited data, and she should get unlimited data.”
“I know, right? Punish the runt because Verizon can’t keep up with her. She earned way more than her allowance scamming creeps. Odelia noticed she was up and stuck her head in the bedroom while Ariel was taking a break to run to the bathroom. She didn’t lock the screen, and Odelia saw the messages. Ariel compared her reaction to the apocalypse.”
“It’s a genius plan, but she’s too young to be talking to Mattan and Drake. It’s not just that she’s seventeen and they are older. They are beasts from the bible and Ariel can’t even vote yet.”
“I know. Ariel and I were texting. I’m going to take over talking to Mattan and Drake, so the peace is kept. Ariel will be researching beasts and the apocalypse since everything is fucked up because Mattan forced it early.”
That was part of a solid plan, and so far, we were slim on those. “You and Natalia seemed close. How was your date?”
“Oh, Tabby, there was wine, candles, and a private table. A man came out with a violin and played music at our table while we ate. It wasn’t just the setting. I was laughing all night, and we have so much in common. I had no idea following you here was going to find my family and link me to some sort of biblical prophecy. Don’t you think it’s weird our mother’s little circle of friends has us so connected? You’re the Lamb, I’m the witness, and Natalia and I both ended up lesbians?”
“And my twin has a Lizzie fetish and wants to make you his queen. Don’t forget that part.”
Lizzie groaned. “I’d been trying to block that part out. I wonder if I accidentally brushed those gross kitty balls when I was bathing him, and now, he wants me to touch his gross little Antichrist balls.”
“You picked him up that first day, remember? You thought he was cute. Maybe he thought you could see the man behind the beast and you’re meant to be like a fairy tale.”
“Really, Tabby? Are you going to quote that movie? The only thing you liked about that movie was the bad guy.”
“Because he had the best songs. I’m just saying; you thought Drake was cute the first day you met him in the cat. Maybe it meant something to him, and now he’s gone stalker level two hundred.”
“Because that’s the luck we have, right?” Lizzie laughed. “It’s brought several special weirdos into our lives before, but your twin takes the cake, Tabby. How are things with your Horsemen?”
“I got Bash’s pants off,” I bragged.
“Is he packing?”
“He was trying to prove a point,” I pouted. “He kept the thong on to tease me. He definitely may beat you for all those oral skills you always brag about.”
“No way,” Lizzie said, popping a truffle into her mouth. “Even a bad lesbian has better oral skills than a dude. They don’t understand vaginas like a woman.”
“You’re a vagina snob, Lizzie. Men are perfectly capable of pleasuring a woman with enough practice.”
Lizzie wasn’t even remotely bi. She only dated girls. When Lizzie was sixteen, she tried to have sex with the guy she was dating and got totally grossed out and left. That was her one and only experience with a man. I was bi, but would never experiment with Lizzie. Lizzie was of the opinion only a woman knew how to pleasure another woman. My experience told me there were rotten lovers no matter what gender you identified with.
Lizzie and I had deep, philosophical conversations about this back home. It was mostly on nights when one of us was upset, and we had cheap vodka and a fun-sized bag of M&Ms. If we started that conversation tonight, we’d be up all night. This was at least a nine-hour debate with us. I changed the subject because once Lizzie got started talking about giving oral sex, she talked for hours.
“Are you seeing Natalia tonight?”
“Yes. I’m calling her when I get home, and she’s going to show me some movies on Netflix. Who is guarding you tonight?”
“Chase. He—”
“I’m shocked you didn’t beg for Chase first. I swear, for a hot minute there, I thought you were going to start masturbating to those Lord of the Rings movies instead of porn like a civilized person.”
“Oh, come on. That movie is full of hot men. Chase is pretty, isn’t he? They are all hot in their own way. I didn’t beg for Chase first because I can’t pick between them.”
“There’s two of them you’ve insulted me by saying they’ve got better skills than me and you can’t pick? Girl, you’ve got a greedy vagina.”
“Well, my greedy vagina has a date with Conquest, and something tells me Natalia doesn’t just want to show you movies tonight. You can get over your butthurt at me saying Zed and Bash have better vagina skill than you by making Natalia scream.”
Lizzie just grinned innocently at me. “I think Natalia is the type of girl to return the favor.”
Chapter 26
Chase really didn’t like to wait. Almost as soon as I walked into my bedroom, he pounced. He slammed me against the wall and was passionately kissing me. One hand had my hands clasped above my head, and the other was yanking at my corset laces. I was fairly tall, especially in my boots, but the Horsemen all towered over me. I had a feeling Chase was going to dominate me in a way none of the Horsemen had done so far, and I couldn’t wait.
I wanted to set him off. I bit his tongue pretty hard. Chase growled and gave my corset laces a hard yank. I reached up and tried to find the strip he used to tie his long, white hair back. I wasn’t gentle when I tugged it loose. Chase’s hair was even longer than mine and fell in a curtain around my face once I freed it. I was having all kinds of fantasies about running my fingers through that soft hair and pulling it while he fucked the shit out of me.
Chase growled again and picked me up. His face was buried in my neck as he carried me to the bed. “I was hoping corsets would be out of fashion when the seals were broken again. You look delicious in them, but getting women out of them has always been a huge pain in the ass.”
“Did you always win when you fought over women, Mister Horseman of
Conquest?”
“When I was human, yes. After we were made Horsemen, we didn’t get that many opportunities.”
“You were human once?” I asked. This was the first I heard about this.
Chase groaned and started tugging on my laces again. “I finally have you to myself with that filthy mouth of yours, and now you want to use it to chat?”
“I expect a full explanation about all of you being human once you’re doing showing me what Conquest can do,” I said, going to help him with the corset. “I know I won’t get your pants off, but will you take your shirt off?”
Chase sat back and grinned at me. “If you’ll get that infernal corset off for me, sure, I’ll take my shirt off.”
I’d learned to get myself in and out of corsets pretty easily and quickly. I peeled the two pieces back and shrugged it off. I laid back on the bed and looked at Chase expectantly.
“Your turn.”
It was like Chase’s eyes were glowing a little as he stared down at my body. He shook his head like he was trying to clear it and pulled his shirt off. Chase was pale, but not as pale as Bash. They’d explained to me he was the White Rider. I thought that meant his horse, but his hair was long and white and his skin was porcelain. It was a huge contrast with Chase’s coloring and the desire in his eyes as he looked down at me.
He looked downright evil for a light elf. “Now that I have you, what shall I do with you, little lamb? What’s your favorite?”
“What’s your specialty, Conquest? Zed has his fingers and Bash has his tongue. Show me what you’re good at,” I shot back.
“I wish I could really show you Conquest, but we’ve all agreed no making love to you just quite yet. I’ve got the perfect thing. One of my favorites and just the thing to make the others feel you’ve been pleasured by Conquest.”
“Oh, really? You going to show me or just brag about it.”
“That mouth of yours, Tabitha. I believe you accused me of being a two-pump chump in need of a pity fuck when we first met. I’m so going to enjoy proving that little insult wrong when I finally get to make love to you. Let me show you what the Horseman of Conquest can do even with his pants on.”
Chase practically tackled me. I was pinned on my back in an instant. Chase certainly kissed like the Horseman of Conquest. It wasn’t deep and passionate like Bash. It was raw and feral, like he was marking me in some way. He bit me several times, and the pinch of his teeth on my lower lip was sending jolts through my body. His hand was so large, it covered my breast entirely. His hand was scorching hot as it massaged and squeezed.
His hand was like this butterfly when he moved it between my legs. He wasn’t massaging my clit or fingering me. I didn’t know what he was doing other than it felt fucking good. His hand was just fluttering on my clit lightly. It was enough to inflame my body and want more, but Chase didn’t want to give it to me just yet. Was this payback for calling him a two-pump chump? I was thrusting my hips up to get more contact, and he would just move his hand away.
“Chase, if I promise to be nicer to you, will you be nicer to me right now?” I begged.
Chase just kept up that flutter. I nearly screamed when I moved my hips towards his hand again, and he moved it away.
“Ah, Tabby, be your regular sarcastic self. I don’t want you to change. This is not revenge or torture. This is just part of a much bigger plan.”
“Care to clue me in on the plan?”
Chase stopped his attention on my neck and started sucking on my nipple. “No, because it ruins the surprise. I can feel you’re turned on and pissed at the same time. It’s nice being with someone I’m connected to in some weird way. Trust I can feel you and know exactly what you can and can’t handle.”
I tried to focus on anything but wanted Chase to give me more than that little flutter. I heard them once, and they could feel me somehow. Could I feel them? I tried to remember what I was feeling the first time I heard their thoughts. I had to not think about it too hard and relax. I focused on all four of them. What made them different, the little things that drove me nuts about all of them.
That was when I felt it. It hit me like a tidal wave. I could feel Chase. Teasing me like this had him aroused. He wanted to fuck me just as much as I wanted him to. It gave him pleasure to watch me squirm, but he really wanted to hold me down and give me the fucking of my life. And all this time, I thought they all just had exceptional control.
They did, just a little less than I was thinking. Zed, Gideon, and Bash were all in their bedrooms jerking off because they could feel me. They were taking their time because Chase was taking his time with me. I could sense them all slowly stroking their cocks. I just couldn’t see anything. I bucked and moaned when I felt the pleasure from all of them,
Chase totally stopped his fluttering and looked at me proudly. “I was hoping if I did that enough and gave you a hint, you’d explore your connection with us. It goes both ways, you know. I felt you get even more aroused. Did you finally feel the connection?”
“Oh god,” I moaned. “I can still feel it, and you aren’t even touching me anymore. I can feel Zed, Bash, and Gideon touching themselves and I can feel how turned on you are.”
Chase chuckled. “Hold on to that feeling, Tabby. I’m conducting an experiment and trying to make a point. I want you to fuck my face now, but I want you to focus on what you’re feeling and what everyone else is feeling too.”
Chase grabbed me and rolled us so that I was straddling his face. My eyes rolled back into my head when I felt him fucking me with his tongue. The sensations I was getting from Zed, Bash, and Gideon got stronger, and I knew I was in for a hell of a night tonight. Chase was even more turned on with me sitting on his face.
Chase and I both lost control. Chase’s arms clamped over my thighs as he furiously licked my clit. I was grinding my pussy into his tongue and enjoying sensations from all around me. I’d never had sex like this before. I could feel Chase’s tongue bringing me to a fast, intense orgasm, but I could feel the others getting close too.
It was too much for me. I just sort of exploded all over Chase. I’d never come that hard in my entire life. I shrieked loud enough to wake the entire house, but I also felt Zed, Bash, and Gideon come with me. I felt more than my orgasm, and my entire body was shaking.
Chase didn’t even give me a chance to recover. He pulled me down to his chest and just laughed. Bash told me what he found so funny, but Chase was laughing like he just took over a country. Damned Horseman of Conquest.
“Well, that solves that little mystery,” he chuckled. “And when Gideon gets that stick out his ass and agrees, we are going to give you the fivesome of your life. I need to get in the shower.”
“Seriously? You’re just going to give me an orgasm like that, talk about a mystery being solved, and not even stay to cuddle with me and talk about it?”
“Tabby, the big mystery with if we’re going to die is solved. We’re all connected to you in some way, or we all wouldn’t have come with you just now. I need to take a shower because I made a mess, understand? Gideon kept insisting this was some illusion Drake was pulling making you think you wanted all of us and making us think we wanted you. We’d act on it, and you’d be alone. Gideon can’t deny the connection anymore. You can hear us and feel us the same way we do each other. Clearly, you’ve been suggesting all those filthy things, and we haven’t been able to control ourselves around you for a reason.”
“But what does it all mean, Chase?”
Chase just shrugged. “I’ve got no idea why we are connected this way. We can snuggle and talk theories when I get out the shower.”
Chapter 27
Breakfast was super awkward. I thought now that we were all connected, things would be easier. None of them would look at me, and it was like they were blocking their thoughts from me. It was like when you just intended to have a one-night stand, and you accidental passed the fuck out all night. You wake up at the same time as some dude whose name you don’t k
now, and they ask if you want breakfast. They don’t really want to feed you, and you just want to get the hell out of dodge, but you stay and eat anyway, so you don’t hurt feelings. That was my breakfast.
And I wasn’t having it. Normally I just slunk home after I ate, but I had something deeper with the Four Horsemen. “Okay, someone had better start talking and explain why shit just got awkward.”
“It’s several things, Tabby,” Gideon sighed. Out of all of them, he was always the one to explain, even if it was hard or may hurt my feelings. He always tried to soften the blow and explain it in a way that I could understand or make it better for me. I appreciated that from Gideon, even if he sometimes seemed suspicious of me. “We don’t know what you are or why you’re connected to us in this way. We don’t know if it means we die, you die too. This is the way it’s been for us every time we are released. We all die at the same time. Being connected like this doesn’t just mean the sex you are wanting. It could mean you are in danger from us because of the connection. This could be a trick from Drake. I still haven’t ruled that out.”
“No, it’s not Drake,” I argued. “Drake needs me alive to break the rest of the seals. He needs you alive for the apocalypse. Drake can’t have his new heaven or earth without the five of us. Drake and Mattan probably have no idea what happened to the Horsemen after the seals had been broken even to create an elaborate ruse like this. Whatever this is, its not Drake and Mattan.”
“She’s right,” Bash pointed out. “No one but us and the angel that connected us this way would know what happened to us the few times the seals were broken. Whatever is happening to Tabby and the rest of us, it’s not an illusion from Drake. What we all feel from her is very real.”
“Chase said you used to be human. Tell me about that and the connection,” I said.
“It was different times. A very long time ago when humans were still primitive. We didn’t know each other as humans. This was a very long time before the original tribes your families came from,” Zed explained. “We were from different tribes across the world. We didn’t even have religion, really. We just knew hunting and surviving. We did have a culture of our own. We fought wars, took over other tribes, and had our own systems of justice, even if we were primitive.
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