Cupids Bakers Dozen

by Trinity Blacio

  “That’s easy for you to say; you have the body of a goddess, while I look like a beached whale in this thing,” Peta mumbled, looking up as Koko came in the room.

  “Stop it; you do not. You have curves, and a lot of men love curves. I know I do,” she said and ran her finger down her arm.

  “Cool it, Koko, I’m not going there.” Peta shook her head. Her long red hair braided with flowers weaved in, as was Esi’s and Nai’s hair, while Koko had dark-blue, short hair.

  “I wonder how many will be there?” Peta asked, pulling on her boots. It had been one of the things Peta had splurged on. The white thigh-high boots looked awesome with her toga.

  “I don’t know, but we need to get our butts in gear if we are going to make it in time. We are taking two cars just in case someone gets lucky?” Koko asked, handing out their coats.

  “Yep, I have the blazer out, and Esi is driving her truck, since they are calling for snow. Who knows, maybe we’ll be snowed in.” Peta wished; they all wished.

  They all poured out the door and split up into the cars. Koko hopping in with Peta.

  “I swear I hope these guys are as good as I’ve heard. I’m so tired of having the man last ten minutes before passing out,” Koko grumbled. “Hell, a woman with a strap-on can do that.”

  Peta snorted. “At least you’ve gotten some. It’s been a long dry spell here, even though I’d love to find someone to spend my life with. I want kids and a man holding me at night, but it would be nice to at least be dating a man with Valentine’s Day coming up.”

  Koko reached over and squeezed Peta’s shoulder. “You’ll find him, and it will happen at the last spot you’d think. At least that is what my gram’s always used to tell me. God, I can’t believe she’s been gone for a year.”

  “Her body might be gone, but I see her in you every day. The way you hold yourself, your courage and you have her eyes. She would be proud of you. You’ve accomplished so much.”

  Koko snorted. “Yea, manager in a factory, big deal.”

  “Hey, in our town, you know that’s big, plus when we all save enough, we’ll have our own places in Nevada in the mountains,” Peta tried to reassure Koko.

  “Let’s hope so. I just can’t believe that Mac lent them the club for the night. Don’t you think that’s a little weird?” Peta asked.

  “How am I supposed to know; I’ve never dealt with anyone but humans? But from what the stories are, they travel around looking for something, and while they’re searching, they have these parties. I know they don’t stay long in one spot or they’d have everyone asking to come to their gatherings. I mean, we just got the invite last night.” Peta pulled into the tiny bar and couldn’t help but notice not that many cars around.

  “Guess it’s going to be a very private party,” Koko said, saying what she was thinking.

  Peta opened her door as Esi pulled up in her truck. “Unless some of the others walked? I mean, we are a small town?” Peta questioned.

  “Could be but wearing a toga? We’ll never find out standing here. I do hear the music, so let’s go.” Esi pulled her jacket on and flung her purse over her shoulder.

  All four of them made their way toward the door. “Why do I get the feeling this is going to change our lives?” Peta asked and Koko nodded.

  “I’ve got the same vibe, like once we walk in there, we won’t be able to turn around.” They stopped at the door, looking at each other.

  “Good vibe or bad?” Peta asked.

  “Good but different,” Koko stated as Esi and Nia agreed.

  “Okay, then let’s go,” Peta said, opening the door, warm air, almost tropical, greeted them as they stepped into what was supposed to be the bar but wasn’t.

  “Welcome to Fantasy Island,” Peta muttered, getting snorts from her friends.

  All around them where tropical plants, birds and Peta swore she could hear the ocean. “Um, wow.”

  “Welcome, ladies, to Paradise Alley. Please, allow me to take your coats and check them in,” a man with blond hair said, coming up in a toga himself.

  “Damn, if the rest of the men are like him, we’re going to have a great night,” Nia said behind her, and Peta shook her head.

  The guy grinned. “I assure you, you four will have the night of your lives. Drinks are being served out by the pool.”

  “Pool,” Esi shrieked. “Oh, we are so going to have fun.” She clapped her hands together and pulled Nia, who took Koko’s hand, who grabbed Peta.

  When they stepped into what used to be the dance floor, Peta was shocked again at the Olympic-size pool and the ocean; well, it appeared to be an ocean.

  “I have to agree with Esi this one time,” Peta whispered to Koko, who nodded.

  “And we are in so much trouble; look over there.” Koko nodded to the bar where eight of the most handsome men she’d ever seen stood, taking a drink, studying them.

  “I wonder if we each get two?” Koko asked.

  “In our dreams, maybe,” Peta said, as they slowly made their way to the bar. Four drinks were placed on top of the bar; the same man who had taken their coats now made them drinks.

  “Let’s get this party started, shall we? Gentlemen, may I introduce. Koko Sinclair, who is the dark-haired beauty. Carmon and Charles, why don’t you two introduce yourselves.”

  The one man named Carmon glared at the bartender. “You will pay for this, Eros,” he grumbled, but his eyes turned soft as he approached Koko. “Come, my Latin beauty, let’s go sit by the pool and talk.” He wrapped his arm around Koko’s waist as the other one took her hand into his on the other side of her.

  Koko was smiling from ear to ear as she nodded and moved away from them.

  “Flint, Roy, may I introduce Nia Beard. She too loves music; I believe you will have much in common,” the bartender stated.

  Peta looked at him. “Are you playing the matchmaker here?” she asked and he laughed.

  “Honey, you have no idea,” the man said as Flint and Roy guided Nia to the other side of the pool. “Esi Gamer, may I introduce your two gentlemen for the evening, Gage and Norman, both love the fine arts, as you do.”

  “Your time is coming, Eros,” Gage grumbled and glanced down at Esi, smiling. “But thank you, my friend.” Gage ran his finger of over Esi’s cheek. “Come, little Esi, let us get acquainted.”

  Talk about feeling the last one out. Peta glanced down at the ground.

  “Peta Blacio, I want you to meet the leader of this group, Brice and his brother Vincent. They happen to love full-figured woman, as do I. Never be ashamed of your body, little love, because it’s beautiful,” the man said, disappearing.

  But she was more worried about the sharp pain in her ass. “What the hell; did he just pinch me?” she asked, looking up and up into the one called Brice.

  “No, it was Eros’s way to make sure that we will have a long and happy love life. After all, that is what the love god is supposed to do,” Brice said; his gaze traveled down her body.

  “It’s warm enough, you will not need this,” Brice stated and gave one yank, undoing her toga, leaving her standing there naked, but looking around, she wasn’t the only one.

  Her friends were all naked, surrounded by the men that had been chosen for them.

  Brice leaned down and lifted Peta into his arms, carrying her down to the beach where a blanket had been set up along with a picnic basket and a bottle of champagne.

  Vincent reached over and took the drink out of her hand. “You won’t need this. Champagne is better anyway,” he said, winking at her.

  “But usually, champagne is the drink to have when celebrating something. Are we?” she asked as Brice laid her down on the blanket, sitting on her right side, while Vincent on her left.

  After pouring three glasses, Brice handed his brother then her a glass. “Yes, you see, this is no ordinary party or an orgy, as your humans like to say. This is a mating gathering. Eros, the man you talked to earlier, has helped us find the woman that we will be
spending eternity with.” He clinked his glass with hers as did Vincent.

  “What? What the hell are you talking about?” Koko yelled, and Peta couldn’t help but laugh and glance over her shoulder.

  Her friend stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at the two men that had claimed her. As if sensing someone looking at her, Koko looked up and winked at her.

  Peta relaxed and knew Koko was loving the attention but had to give her men a little hell. As was Nia, who happened to pour her glass of champagne on one of the men’s head.

  While Esi wasn’t so easy going, shoving both men into the pool, turned to nod at her.

  “And tell us, little lady, what are you going to do to us,” Brice said, running his hand up her leg as Vincent cupped her breast.

  “Why, you’re going to give me the best sex I’ve ever had, and then, I’ll think about it.” She took a drink and looked at her two men.

  Both had long blond hair, tattoos on their arms and chest; the only clothes they wore were some kind of bathing suit, which did nothing to hide how big each of them were when it came to their cocks.

  “Tell me something; what are you in charge of? Do you and your men have a job or something?” she asked and stood, finishing the last of her drink before placing it on the basket and moving toward the water.

  “We travel; you could say we are mercenaries, but we don’t leave anyone alive when we are done. We are the last avenue a person will come to when they call us. Where are you going, little love?” Brice asked as he and his brother followed.

  “I’ve always wanted to have sex in the water; do you think you can handle it?” she teased, looking up into Brice’s eyes, stopping where she was.

  “Wow, your eyes turned a purple color; they’re beautiful,” Peta said as a wave spilled over her legs.

  “You’ve challenged us, and we can do nothing other than to accept said challenge, but what do we get in return?” Vincent asked, lifting her up and taking her out into the water, Brice right next to them.

  “Me,” she said.

  Both men stopped and looked down at her. “You’d give yourself to us after making love?” Brice frowned.

  “I knew the moment you touched me that you were meant for me. You are not the only ones with certain abilities. That is why the four of us have always stayed together. Others thought we were freaks and didn’t want anything to do with us. School was a nightmare for each of us. We are bonded, the four of us, as if I’m sensing you are with your men, no?”

  Both men enclosed her with their bodies. “We’ll find each person who has tormented you and your friends and make them pay, I promise, but let us show you how much you mean to us, our woman,” Brice said, lowering his head and covering Peta’s lips as his brother lifted her up from behind.

  “Put your legs around him,” Vincent ordered, kissing her shoulder.

  Having two sets of hands on her was a dream come true. Peta did as instructed.

  “Have you ever had anyone back here, little love,” Vincent asked, his finger pushing into her easily, like he was slicked with gel.

  She moaned and shook her head. “Butt plugs, yes. We have played often.” Peta groaned as Brice slid his long, thick cock inside her.

  “There will be no more playing unless we are there to watch. We will always give you the pleasure you seek,” Brice mumbled against her skin as he placed kisses on her cheek. “You’re so tight and ours.” Brice looked into her gaze. “You will never be alone again, Peta.”

  All Peta could do was nod as Vincent worked his cock into her ass, inch by inch, some kind of gel covering his cock easing the way into her.

  Once all the way inside her, the brothers started to move, touching her, driving up the heat. It had been so long and now to be held by the men that would be her lovers and mates.

  “Love me,” she whispered, kissing Brice’s lips softly, but he had other ideas as he slid his tongue in, playing tag with hers.

  “No one will ever love you like we do. Our search is over, brother, we have found our gold,” Vincent said, reaching around her body and playing with her clit. Their thrusts increased, the water only helped drive up the fever pitch hitting her clit at the right time.

  “More, harder, please,” she yelled, and they gave her all that Peta needed.

  She didn’t know how, but something magical sucked on her nipples, pulling at them, and every erogenous zone Peta had on her body was being manipulated.

  “Come, little dove, squeeze us; take what is yours,” Brice said, breaking the kiss.

  She screamed, the orgasm seemed to go and on, their seed filling both her ass and pussy.

  “Are you okay?” Vincent asked a few seconds later when he pulled out of her. “We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

  She tilted her head to the side. “Honey, if that was hurting, please repeat it over and over again.”

  Brice snorted and headed back to the beach where the rest of her friends were now sitting with their men, waiting for them. “Why do I get the impression you are going to tell us something else?” Peta asked and Vincent laughed.

  “Because we are. We are mated; you are our wife now for all eternity.” Brice said, sitting on their blanket.

  “What? How?” she asked.

  “With us releasing our seed inside you, we’ve claimed you. You are now pregnant, all four of you,” Vincent said, and right afterward, all hell broke loose.

  * * * *

  Eros laughed at the chaos his friend Vincent’s words had created. When will they learn? At least they are all mated expect for Isabelle Duggan.

  It was time to take a nap and visit his friend, Otto, dream warrior. He had been talking about joining their monthly card game. Well, now was a perfect time to invite him and introduce him to his woman at the same time.

  Isabelle Duggan’s Story

  Isabelle stared out the window at the snow on the mountain that surrounded the small cabin she had rented out for a couple of weeks.

  Nightmares had plagued her dreams for the past month, and she hoped that being up here away from the city and death would help her.

  She shivered, seeing the body that had ended up on her doorstep forty-five days ago. A reminder for her not to testify against the hoods in her neighborhood.

  But that hadn’t stopped her, putting the leader and three others behind bars, but that still left thirty or more of the gang still out there, and for once, Isabelle knew it was time to leave.

  Two weeks to decide where the hell she wanted to live. All her things were packed in a storage unit, waiting to be delivered to any destination she chose.

  “Guess it’s good I don’t have a family,” she muttered, taking a sip of her hot chocolate, the events all catching up to her.

  Yes, hopefully she would sleep well tonight and dream something nice. Isabelle placed her now-empty cup down on the ground and covered herself with the blanket, her eyes already dropping.

  Where am I? Isabelle looked around, no longer in the nice, little cabin she had rented. A bed the size of her room in her last apartment took up most of this strange place she was in.

  “Welcome to my world, pretty human, my name is Otto.” A man who had to be at least six and a half feet tall stepped into the room.

  The man spun, growling and rubbing his arm. “Eros, you set me up!”

  “Son of a bitch! What in the world is going on? I thought in dreams you weren’t supposed to feel pain,” she grumbled and rubbed her ass.

  “You’re not dreaming; you happen to be in my world. When you fell asleep, it was easy to bring you here to make sure you were safe,” the man said, pointing to a mirror. “If you were still in that cabin, you’d be dead.”

  Isabelle moved up to the mirror, staring in horror at what was left of the tiny cabin. Above, on the hill, she could see part of the gang she had testified watching the flames.

  “So I didn’t lose them after all,” Isabelle whispered and shook her head. “Now what do I do?”

  “You let me take ca
re of those there, and you settle in here, my home, now yours,” the man said behind her so close his breath tickled her neck.

  She spun around to face him. “Why would you want me here, and why take on a gang? I don’t want anyone hurt because of me.”

  He laughed and placed his hands on her hips. “Look at me, Isabelle.” Otto waited until she lifted her head up.

  “I’m one of many dream warriors. We patrol the land of the dreams, making sure no one slips in to interfere with others’ lives while they are helpless. The man I was yelling at a few minutes ago is Eros; he calls himself the love god. Or what you humans say Cupid, even though he hates that name. Anyway, he’s brought you to me, knowing you were destined to spend your life with me. You’re my woman, my life and heart.”

  Isabelle snorted and pulled out of his arms, walking away from him. “Right, and I’m the tooth fairy. I’m sorry, Otto, but all of this is a bit much,” she said, waving her hand at the room and then at him.

  “I’ve had a dead body put on my door step, been beaten up, run from the only place I know, and now, you’re telling me I’m your woman? It’s a little much, don’t you think?” She moved to where he had come from and stopped, staring out the balcony doors.

  Purple beaches and red water greeted her. Not to mention some of the hottest-looking men she’d seen in a long time. “What the...” she looked up at Otto, who laughed.

  “There is no need to be staring at them. You have me. And as you can see, I’m telling you the truth. Come here; I want to show you something.” He held out his hand, and she hesitated for a second before placing her smaller one into his.

  Going in the opposite direction, Otto led her through a few doors until he came to a room that not only held her personal belongs from the cabin, but also from her storage unit.

  Her legs shook, and before she could fall, Otto scooped her up into his strong arms, frowning down at her. “Do I displease you so much?” he asked.

  “What? Are you kidding me? Otto, on my world, you’d be considered one of the most handsome men around. I mean, come on. Long black hair, an eight pack that would make any woman drool, not to mention how tall you are, but what attracts me the most is your eyes. They are violet, and I swear, I could fall into them, they are so beautiful.” She rested her head on his chest and patted it.