She was drowning in sensation. No matter how she tried, there was no way for her to stay silent as her men started pleasuring her and in turn themselves. Con’s cock filled her completely, yet the feeling of Hawk’s finger sliding in and out of her asshole made her feel more so. When he added a second finger into play she felt stretched to the maximum, now, as he introduced his cock into that tight place, she knew that her mind would explode as her body was beginning to. The head of his cock gave her a painful reminder that he was well endowed. Each time he rocked his hips back and forth, his prick slid even deeper inside of her body, causing the thin membrane between asshole and vagina to stretch. “Easy, precious, we will take this nice and slow. The feeling of being filled will add to your enjoyment. Let me in so you can feel all that I say is true. You like riding Con’s cock, I can tell. Now you will feel the pleasure of two pricks deep inside of your body until you scream with your pleasure as you suck the seed from our cocks.”
Their cocks rubbed that small place and drove her higher, she tried to move her hips but Com and Hawk were controlling her movements and it was beginning to be necessary to move. “I want to move, let me move.” She jerked her hips and felt the hair over Con’s prick tickle the nub of her pleasure, ground herself down harder onto him and orgasmed with no more warning. As she was jerking around grinding down to take his cock deep as it would go, Hawk began gliding in and out of her ass, burying his cock until she felt his prick pulse in the sensitive tunnel of her ass. Her muscles kept clenching of their own accord, she had no control over the pleasure that washed over her knowing the man was emptying his cum deep inside of her body. Con was bathing her insides with his essence at the first pulse of Hawk’s cock, and they all shouted and yelled at the release of tension and sexual fluids. She collapsed on Con’s chest feeling Hawk rest his head on her back for a long moment, before he pulled his softening prick from her rear.
“Now is the place where you explain to us the small prickles that your body tickles my prick to the point of almost pain when you reach your pleasure. I noticed it the first time I was being squeezed in your body, this time I felt the lightening through the three of us.” Con watched her carefully to make sure she wasn’t prevaricating. It was the strangest feeling he had ever experienced while fucking, and he wanted her to confirm the energy that was pushing through his body was a gift from her. How she did it was going to be his next question.
By the time she finished explaining her role as an Echo Witch, the two men were staring at her in open-mouthed surprise. “I share my energy with you each time we are together. It is part of an Echo Witch’s nature to share strength with her mate. I had no idea I could share it with you in this way until it happened.” She was essentially a healer, and at the same time, their mate was a weapon. As long as she had access to flowing water, she would be as dangerous, or as helpful, as needed. Her abilities were welcome, and a more intense respect was shown to her in the way they helped her clean up and kissed her tenderly. They teased her about taking care of their secret weapon, but assured her that she was precious to them with or without her Witch’s gifts.
*****
Drago and his new family were ready to leave when the trio came into the great room. Hawk had loaned him five soldiers to provide protection on the journey back to Dragon’s Eyre, and everyone was gathered and ready to go. Con would provide safety for the party from above to make certain there were no hidden enemies ahead of the small party transporting such precious cargo. The find of two dragon babies would be too much temptation for someone wanting to seize power of a place. Dragons were swift and silent, everyone knew of Drago’s ability to breathe fire, and by now they had heard of the orphan baby’s natural ability too. One dragon could flatten an entire village and burn down every building in it, within a matter of minutes. No one wanted those babies to be used in such a manner. The soldiers consisted of four Amazon shifter warriors and one cat shifter. Each had volunteered to be a child’s guardian until such time the child had no need of their protection. They would stay at Dragon’s Eyre, as Hawk’s contribution to the joint guardianship the men had negotiated for the safety and security of both Halls of Care.
Flora felt the nagging need to find Fern, something was not quite right, and she almost ran to the hovel they had shared before her move into the Hall with her new mates. She found her mentor struggling to rise from her sleeping pallet as the vacant eyed girl Fern had insisted she needed, sat in the corner quietly.
She helped Fern to sit and after a short discussion, which was more of an argument on Flora’s part, the three women headed to the lake very slowly as Fern’s energy was almost depleted.
Hawk watched from a distance. The haste of Flora’s search for Fern alarmed him. The sight of her struggling to hold the bent body upright and moving in the direction of the lake bothered him enough for him to move in behind the two women and pick up Fern into his arms to conserve her energy for the remaining walk. The vacant brained female shuffled behind them as they made their way.
“Lord Hawk, you must listen to my words, the day you pulled me from this water, I was being possessed by the soul of Flora’s ancestor, the Lady Copper. Over one hundred years ago, she was killed in battle in this very lake, she killed her enemy before she herself succumbed to her wounds and sank into the deep waters here. Her soul could not complete the transition to me, thus leaving me with half a soul with both hers and mine fighting for supremacy and control. The time has come for me to reunite the souls, and my sacrifice to the Goddess has been answered. You see the woman’s shell yonder playing with the flutterby’s, I see the shell that will house the soul of the Lady Copper. She was the greatest Witch that this Hall has ever seen. I would allow her the chance to live again, to finally complete the life she was fated to enjoy before her untimely demise. Flora knows what must be done, by the Goddess, please do not interfere.”
As soon as they reached the water’s edge, he set her on her unsteady feet, holding her arm as she waded into the water. He and Flora stood watching as the woman slowly continued toward the center of the lake and disappeared as the water closed over her bent head. After several minutes and Fern did not bob back to the surface, Hawk felt the hand on his arm, stifling his urge to rescue the woman. She whispered, “No interference.”
No matter how much she wanted to stop herself from completing her instructions, Flora followed Fern’s directives to the letter. It was simple really, all she had to do was lead the pretty shell of a woman to the water and tell her to go, “Your soul lies deep, there is nothing to be afraid of, you will become whole again.” The woman smiled widely and splashed her way into the water as Flora stood back, clasping Hawk’s hand in hers.
“Fern told me that she has been at war within herself since the day you rescued her from the water. She told me that she had breathed her last before her body hit the water, and when she sank, she felt a mighty tug deep inside where her soul was departing. At the same time she felt a push inside as if something large and fiery had lodged itself inside of her body. The last she remembered was you pulling her to the surface, as half of her soul was torn away. Her visions have shown her what happened and now she seeks to make the mistake right.”
They watched from the shore as the woman disappeared beneath the surface of the water, just as Fern had. After a few minutes Flora pulled him away from the water’s edge. “We must stand back, the last time a Witch went under this water, she made it rain lightening and hailstones, while she gathered energy to fight in the battle. I am staying back for now, until the transfer of souls has been completed, and the Lady Copper surfaces to walk among the living, whole and full of purpose.” She did not tell Hawk that if this transfer of souls didn’t work then she would be the one taking on her ancestor’s soul until she could find one worthy of using it. After this morning’s declarations between the three of them, she would hesitate to do the thing, she would do it, but not without reservation.
The strangest thing began to happen, and Ha
wk held fast to Flora’s hand as the wind kicked up making a deafening noise, and a whirlpool began in the middle of the lake, turning into a swirling waterspout. The water dervish whirled to the lake’s shoreline and fell away, leaving a glowing figure standing before them. Within seconds, the figure’s glow began to fade, leaving the vacant eyed woman, no longer just a shell. Her eyes sparkled deep green and her hair hung to her waist in red-gold ringlets. She threw her arms wide and tossed back her head, laughing with all of the joy that a rejoined soul would feel. The louder her laughter the more they could see small shoots of crackling blue lightening coming from the ground sparking and making sizzling sounds.
Her laughter wound down, and she walked directly to the couple standing there watching her be reborn. She took Flora in a tight embrace, breathing in her aura, and exhaling the pretty blue colors of her great, great granddaughter’s shield of protection. “You are beautiful, I am proud to call you kin.” She turned to Hawk with a raised brow before enfolding him into her warm hug, “The champion, you are worthy.”
Chapter Ten
Hawk escorted the women back to the Hall. The fact that people stopped and stared at his new companion did not shock him at all; she was in fact, something to stare at.
“You have no idea how frustrated I have been these past years. When Fern’s body came to me I was ready to grab onto her and not let go. Unfortunately for me her rescuer was stronger than my spirit physically. I do not blame you for snatching Fern back from the deep waters, I only wish you had been a bit slower at it. Thanks be the Goddess saw fit to share with Fern what had happened, and shown her the way to repair our souls. Hers has been restored to her and will go into the Goddess’s keeping, as it should be. To honor my rescuer, I shall be called the Lady Fern. No one will question the Witch for finding a new shell for her soul, especially when the old shell was worn to the point of death.”
The new Lady Fern kept up her chatter through the village and into the Hall. “I will take the master’s chambers and need at least one woman for my comfort, for the time I am here. It should be only for perhaps a week or so. Then I will be in residence with a new mate and a new home. It is time the mistakes of the past be rectified and the natural order of life cycle correctly.” She stood in the Hall and seemed to reminisce for long minutes. Seeing the banquet tables being laid out for the night’s celebration of the Lord’s mating, Fern turned a questioning brow to Hawk who explained the situation. “I have recently mated to Flora. My second in command and friend will also be mated to her. She will come to no harm, nor will any offspring be harmed, should one of us die before our time. We privately celebrated our mating. This banquet is to honor Lady Flora for the entire scope of Hawk’s Nest to help us celebrate our union. My friend, Con, will also take on the title of Lord Con this night.”
Flora was pleased he had ordered the feast to honor her. She felt warm inside from his words, and was happy to know that he held her in such esteem. This day had been the strangest one she could name to date. Waking up between two bossy men, and having her first experience with both men together deep inside of her body’s openings was a lesson she hoped to repeat soon. Now her mate was making it known to the entire Hall that she was his choice. The Witch’s resurrection was amazing. And it concerned her greatly, yet when he looked directly at her while explaining to the older Witch that his mate was to be honored this evening, nothing else mattered. She excused herself to go back to the hovel to collect her possessions, not knowing that she was being watched.
Lark had been in the village since the early morning, the place had grown since his last visit, and seemed to be thriving. There were women in feathered uniforms of browns and red who carried spears and bows. Several men watched the Amazons go by and made lewd comments, but they spoke quietly until the females were out of earshot. He blended in as one of the recent repatriated villagers, sharing a skin of spirits, and loosening their tongues at the same time. He listened to the tale of how the Amazon women became so cherished by Lord Hawk. If he weighed their words, and what he had seen this day, it would seem the men of this place were cowards that allowed their women to fight in their place. He hated the idea of shedding blood, yet he would pick up a sword and defend his Master and home when the need arose.
A pretty young maid began to flirt with him, and he enjoyed the bantering, but refused to go for a walk into the woods with her. She tagged along behind him chattering inanely as they made their way to the Hall for the feast. When a beautiful woman with flowing red-blonde hair walked past them, his interest perked up. His companion saw where his gaze rested and told him to watch himself, “She is a Witch, everyone knows of her here.” If everyone knew her here, then she must be a very strong Witch, he leaned in and gave the little flirt a swift kiss on the cheek, and told her to save him a seat at the banquet table. The silly girl almost skipped like a child as she went through the doors of the Hall.
He had no minutes to dawdle, his Master needed this Witch, and he would get her. Lark wasted no time in meeting with the escort Zurcho had sent with him, and together they made a quick plan of action.
*****
Hawk searched the Hall room by room and could not find her. He searched the hovel where she’d stayed with Fern, and found a mess scattered about. He pulled two of the shifting wolves into the hunt for Flora, yet they could find no scent of her anywhere in the Hall or village. Something strange had happened, he’d seen the light in her eyes as she listened to him discuss the reason for the banquet. She would not have walked away from her mates. He searched the water’s edge of the river, but again, no sign that she had been there could be found. On a hunch, he took the wolves to the Eyre that had become their chambers. They found her scent there, so he had all the proof he needed that something mystical had happened to her, and a certain red haired ancient soul was going to tell him where his woman was, or she might find herself back in the lake with a large stone to keep her down there. He sent a prayer to the Goddess that Flora set such store in, to send Con back to join in the search for their mate.
He found “Lady” Fern as she had demanded to be called, amidst several of the Witches of the village coven, holding court. In fairness to her, she was a beauty now, gone was the mud brown hair and vacant features. In their place was a vivacious woman with a Queen complex. He hoped she spoke true when she told them earlier that she was to mate soon and leave. For this night, she could prove her touted reputation as a great Echo Witch and help them find Flora.
He excused himself to the Witches and took Fern’s arm in a firm grip. “We need to talk, and I do apologize, but we need to speak in private.” He led her outside the doors of the Hall and explained his worry. “She is not the kind of woman to make promises and leave, so, my question to you is, where is she?”
*****
Had he known she was not far from the village, being carried over the shoulder of a hulking minion, he would have taken her back within a matter of minutes. Flora was still cursing and making it as hard as possible for the men who grabbed her from behind and tied her hands, gagged her, and tossed a sack over her head, before carrying her away from the village. She tried kicking her captor and got a swat on her ass for her troubles. As long as her hands were tied behind her back, she could do very little, the same for her ability to voice a curse on the heads of these men. They were moving swiftly through the forest, and she felt every low hanging branch slap back on her thighs and backside. Her transport tired after a while and she was handed to another to carry for a short while. His build was much thinner, without the padding of muscles to cushion her stomach. She twisted her body sideways to throw them off balance and succeeded. Unfortunately for her, she went down first and the minion landed on top of her. She felt the damp Echo soil seeping into her shift, and wanted to cry. The more she wanted to cry, the madder she got at her captors. If her mouth was not gagged, she would have laid a curse on them to last until their dying days. She reached for a ley line, hoping the energy would assist her in some wa
y, but one of them cursed and snatched her from the forest floor. The man scolded the others by explaining to them the error of their ways.
“You never allow an Echo Witch to touch the ground when you have captured her. She will tap the Echo’s energy and lay you on your ass, then waltz away with your balls in her hand. A smart man never trusts a Witch, no matter her abilities, this one is said to be powerful so take more care than you normally would.”
She resented the man’s knowledge. It was obvious he had a working kinship with magical beings. It bothered her that she actually believed him when he laid a hand on her shoulder to get her focus on what he wished to say to her. “I swear, you will be returned to your home as soon as my Master talks with you. You are not to be harmed, the haste in taking you without your consent might have been wrong on my part. You must understand that you are needed to consult with him. Once your meeting has been completed and my Master is satisfied, you may leave unmolested. I give you my word on it.” She nodded her head to let him know that she understood his words.
The one thing she did know was the man was taking her to the Wizard’s keep. She felt his thoughts when he touched her. The Wizard Zurcho had masterminded her kidnapping, and she would make him pay as soon as she got her hands on him. All the man had to do was ask and she would have gladly consulted with him. Although he should have taken the new Fern, she was more learned than she was. Copper was a legend in their village, her abilities far exceeded any other Witch that had gone before or since.
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