by Crymsyn Hart
You are truly wicked.
Paybacks a witch. She smiled. With one more long, slow lick she released his shaft and straddled him once again. He slid into her moist depths. It had been way too long since she’d had this. And to think that she had been dead and would never have experienced this again if she had chosen to stay with her parents. What was I thinking?
But she couldn’t finish her thought Lugh caught her off guard and turned the tables on her. She found herself doing a somersault. Then she was the one on her back with him looking down at her. His devilish smile greeted her. The fire in his eyes told a different story.
Hey! You did that on purpose.
Oh yeah. Do you really think I was going to let you have all the fun?
His lips pressed to hers in a slow lingering kiss. His tongue explored her mouth and then tickled her lips. Lugh moved a little, impaling himself deep inside her. Kalliope’s back arched. She groaned. One free hand cupped her breast while the other slid under her, clutching her derriere. His mouth went to work on her other breast. The nipples hardened instantly while he teased her with his fingers and his teeth. His tongue traced the rough ridges of her areola. His thumb and forefinger squeezed the other nipple until it throbbed. Her hips bucked underneath Lugh, meeting his own flesh. He suckled her breast lightly and then bit down, causing pain and pleasure to rewire her brain until Kalliope didn’t know where she was anymore. She was just lost in the haze of what he was doing to her.
He wasn’t using his power. With one touch, he could ignite her energy points and bring her out of this world. He lifted his head from her right breast and stared into her eyes. Kalliope felt the connection between them. It was more than the physical connection, or one of power, they were tied at the soul. Is it possible for a god to have a soul?
But instead of answering her question, Lugh pulled himself out of her slowly and entered just as slow. She was so slick it felt like he was racing. The agony of it was beyond her. Her hips lifted more. Her muscles clenched. She didn’t know how long she could last. She needed him and he was being gentle. But she didn’t want that. She needed to know he was there, to feel all of him inside of her while she came. The need to call his name tugged on her lips. For now all she could manage was pants and low groans. He was doing this on purpose, prolonging the moment. Payback was certainly a bitch.
Right when she was about to come, he lifted her up and buried himself inside of her. He moved faster, pumping into her, clutching her derriere while he lifted her. Their gazes were locked. She wrapped her arms around his neck to make sure she was still on the same planet he was. Then with one final thrust. They both came together.
“Oh God, Lugh!” she screamed.
“Kalliope,” he groaned. He kissed her lightly on the lips, still snugly inside of her. But he lowered her back down to the bed. She was starting to be aware of her surroundings again. When she settled onto the bed, he pulled out of her, slid into the spot beside her, and propped himself up on his elbow to look down at her.
“You are amazing.”
Kalliope blushed. “You’re not half bad yourself.”
Lugh chuckled, but then his expression grew serious. “Kalliope, I love you. You know that. And with all that has happened. I think that we need some time to adjust.”
She bolted up in bed. “We have magnificent sex and you want to break up with me. Great. Just my luck!”
“What? No!”
“Then what do you mean? You say that you love me, but now you want to leave me?”
“I don’t want to leave you, but by healing you things have become complicated. I need to find a way of sorting them out. I don’t want you to be harmed. I think you need to adjust to life back in your own world. Your friends are going to be wondering what happened to you. You’re body needs time to figure out all the changes. And you have the candle shop opening soon. Please. It won’t be for a long time. I promise.”
Kalliope listened to what Lugh had said. It made sense. She did have a lot of things on her plate back home. But she didn’t want to give him up. At least not right away. Still, she had to get back to her real life. The shop was going to open soon and she had to be sure that All Hail was fine with the way things turned out. Besides she had promised Theresa she would bring something otherworldly for the twins. Now she just had to think of what.
She sighed. “I know you’re right. And I understand and agree with you. Bu—”
Lugh’s expression turned to concern. “But what?”
“Can’t we have another go at it before you boot my butt back to Earth? I have no idea how long I’m going to be without you and penis shaped oranges can only hold me over for so long.”
Lugh’s expression melted into a wonderful smile that warmed Kalliope’s heart. “I’ll have to leave you a big supply of oranges then. But for now you’ll just have to make do with the real thing.”
Epilogue
“Chase, how many times do I have to tell you I want to pay you?” Kalliope glanced at the clock, knowing she had to go or she was going to be late for the Wiccaning for Sharren and Diana, Theresa’s twins and her goddaughters. It wasn’t her fault Chase wasn’t accepting any money for the shop. It was bad enough now that he was talking about selling her the place on a rent to own basis. That was all she needed.
“Look, Kalli—”
“No, Chase. We’ll talk about it later. I really gotta go. I’m going to be late.” She didn’t wait to hear his response. She hung up the phone. She scanned the shop. There were shelves of different scented candles, bath oils, and soaps. A small corner was dedicated to crystals, Tarot cards, incense and other new agey stuff. But it was all hers. She thought of what she had accomplished. Saving the world a couple of months ago had boosted her spirits and made her business soar. For some reason people were coming out of the woodwork to buy things. She was making candles almost every night so she wouldn’t have a shortage. Flidais was back in the other realm with Dagda since he had given her the last two Oak Apples she needed to be a full goddess again. Of course, Dagda hadn’t told anyone what they had said when he had awakened the goddess and he had threatened her by turning her into a platypus if she mentioned it to everyone. Kalliope knew that he would do no such thing.
She shook her head when she thought of the goddess because it only made her think of Lugh. That night after he had brought her back from the dead and they had wild unbelievable sex, he had deposited her back at her apartment and then disappeared. Now whenever she thought about it, penis shaped oranges appeared. Like she had said, they were not as good as the real thing. She laughed when one appeared on her counter by the phone. But she couldn’t stay and think about them. She sensed Theresa’s impatience through the bond that all four of them now shared.
By healing her, Lugh had really transformed her. The power had spilled over into the coven and linked her sisters to her. Now they were learning to deal with their new abilities like thinking of something and having it appearing. She was now their teacher. The first circle that had done together had burned a ring in her ceiling. Since then they had done their circles outside. Kalliope had been pleased when she was able to bring them all to the grove she had first called Lugh in. They were handling it. She was dealing with the being different too. Everything was more intense. Sometimes she got overwhelmed when there were a lot of people in her shop and she had to escape to the other realm. She wanted to now, but Theresa was waiting for her.
Kalliope pictured what she wanted to wear. She thought about her priestess garb. So she was dressed in a white shift, the silver pentacle at her throat, and the snake bracelets on her upper right arm. Her hair was still black from having Excalibur. It seemed to prefer it that way. She had tried giving the sword back to Morgaine, but when she left it above the mantle it appeared back on her bed. So, she gave up. Right now the sword was at her apartment.
“Oh ribbitt—” Humphrey said. She glanced at her familiar. He was decked out in a tux.
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“Anything for you, baby.” The frog unfurled his white, feathery wings and flew over to her. She thought about going to the grove. When she passed through the door of her shop, she emerged in the oak grove. Her coven sisters were there. Theresa held Diana and Adele had Sharren. Morgaine stood before them as priestess. The babies cooed at the fairies fluttering around.
Kalliope put her hands out to take Sharren. Adele handed over the baby. Out of the shadows appeared Flidais and a bicorn behind her. It was the one that has saved Humphrey. The bicorn bowed to all of them.
“You made it!” Theresa exclaimed. “What are these bothersome creatures?” she asked while she swatted them away. The fairies tried to braid Theresa’s hair. She held in a laugh because she knew how annoying the fairies were.
“They’re fairies. You said you wanted something otherworldly for the twins. So, I bring the fairies and well just about everything here is otherworldly including you now and them. Hell, why be normal these days?” Kalliope laughed.
Sharren cooed and tried to grab one of the fairies’ tales. Flidais stepped forward and scooped up the baby. “Hi, Kalli. You look good. And so do you!” Flidais said when the baby grabbed her hair.
“Theresa, I think she’s going to be a handful. Already two months old and she wonders about everything.”
Theresa was about to say something when she closed her mouth. Kalliope had explained to them what had happened to her when she was dead, but they still couldn’t believe it.
“Is everyone ready?” Morgaine asked. All the women nodded.
“Good. Theresa and Kalli, please bring the twins forward.”
Both women did what they were told and held the twins before the sorceress. “I call to the great goddesses Isis, Maat, and Bast. Bear witness to these two remarkable children. Grant them your protection and wisdom while they grow. Help them to learn the ways of the earth and to honor and cherish all those that live upon her.” The sorceress drew small pentacles on their foreheads. Kalliope saw the power she put into them glow blue for a second and then die. Diana hiccupped and reached out for the fairies.
Without warning a bolt of lightning struck next to Kalliope. All the women jumped. She held the baby closer to her. When the brightness disappeared, there stood Zeus in all his glory with an entourage. She hoped that he wasn’t about to tell her that Aphrodite, Apollo, and Del and broken out of the Underworld. The Greek god had made them all work under the Furies in the UFC. Kalliope smiled every time she thought of Aphrodite in a hairnet. The Furies were happier now they were management. In their free time they had opened up a cheesecake shop with some help from David, aka The Almighty Cheesecake. They had sworn never to break out of the Underworld again since they were happy.
“Zeus, what are you doing here? This is a private party,” Morgaine stated. She gestured for Sharren from Kalliope who handed her over.
“Mortal sorceress, Zeus is not here for the likes of you.”
A blur moved past Adele and Anna. When it stopped, it was Dagda. He slowed down and did a few more cartwheels until he landed on his feet next to Flidais. He gave her a big dumb smile and kissed her on the cheek, so she blushed.
“What is going on here?” Kalliope demanded.
But before anyone answered, out of the shadows of the grove appeared, a dark sexy man in black leather pants holding a cheesecake. It was David.
“Umm. Kalliope. What’s all this?” Adele asked. She had huddled close to her cousin. Anna was silent while she waited for an answer.
She looked at her friends. “Beats me.” She turned to the other gods. “What are you all doing here?”
The gods said nothing. The shadows parted and another figure appeared. It was Lugh and he wasn’t naked. He wore a sleeveless, dark green tunic over dark brown leather pants and boots to match resembling a true being of the forest. Golden bracelets adorned his upper arms along with blue dragon tattoos. He looked very solemn and more handsome than she had ever seen.
“That’s Lugh?” Theresa asked.
Kalliope nodded absently.
“Wow. I see why you’ve been selfish.”
“What are you doing here?” Kalliope whispered when he came to stand before her. He looked serious and regal. His demeanor showed that he was a true prince and a god rolled into one. His green eyes met hers. She felt a caress from his mind that was so intense it almost knocked her over. She had to curl her toes and bite her lip to keep from moaning in front of the other guests because it was so sexual. God, she wanted him right there if only there weren’t so many people around.
“Kalliope, do you remember when I said healing you would have consequences?”
Her heart went into her throat. He was here to take her hostage or pull her into his world because the gods had decided she had changed too much.
“Yes,” she replied softly. She waited for him to lead her away from the grove and into the astral plane. But he did something she wasn’t expecting that brought a gasp from all the women in the circle. He lowered himself down to one knee before her and took her left hand.
“Kalliope, as it is the human custom, will you become my wife?” Lugh slid a ring onto her finger. She studied the stone set into it, a red diamond, a piece of his heart. The one she had thrown back at him months ago.
Kalliope looked at the women in the grove. Only the male gods seemed to know about it. Morgaine, Flidais, and her coven sisters looked at her expectantly. Tears welled in her in eyes. What could she say? This was the man that she loved.
But Marriage!
Oh my!
About the Author
Crymsyn Hart is a bestselling author of Erotic Romance. Her worlds are filled with luscious vampires, gorgeous gods, quirky witches, and everything else that goes bump in the night. Hell, there is even a delicious cheesecake god floating around, but if I were you I wouldn’t eat his brownie cheesecake.
Crymsyn worked as a psychic for many years in Boston while attending Emerson College. She graduated with a BFA in Writing, Literature, & Publishing. When she gets bored, she sneaks away to local cemeteries and coffee shops to find peace and quiet. Granted, graveyards might be a great place for the dead, but she still has to listen to their chattering. It can get annoying when all you want to do is write, but she can tell you quite a ghost story.
Crymsyn shares her life with a small zoo, two playful puppies and her hubby Mark. If you come after dark, you’re more than likely to find her snuggled up with a gory horror movie, or a bloody vampire movie. Crymsyn has a collection of Living Dead Dolls and five bookshelves overflowing with books. Of course there's always room for more.
Visit Crymsyn on the web at:
www.RavynHart.com
Also available by Crymsyn:
You Are My Sunshine
Gremlins
Gods and Goblins, Oh My!
Reborn at the Crossroads
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