Samson
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“May I speak to the three of you?” Hanna nodded at Grandma Sara, and they went to the kitchen with her sisters. “I’m sorry that you had to witness me hitting that old bat. I’m not the least bit sorry that I did it, just that you saw me. Now, I want to know what you plan on calling that woman in there. Allie, if I hadn’t hit that terrible person, would probably have gladly killed her. Don’t you think?”
“I’m glad that you hit her. I wouldn’t want her to go to jail either.” Grandma Sara asked about Allie. Lynette answered her. “We talked about that last night too. But today…well, we didn’t know how she’d take being called Mom by us. She was really tense, and she looked like she might break. Sampson...Dad, he told us to be careful that Allie...Mom didn’t kill anyone. I guess he was more right than I thought he’d be.”
“Yes, well, he’s a good boy, and he did a good job by not coming here with her. I know that it hurt him, not being able to help you three and Allie. But he was close by in case something happened to any of you. I think, after this, you guys will be all right. How did it go at the bank today?” Hanna grinned. “That good, huh?”
“Yes. We have a lot of money. Sampson didn’t tell us how much, but he said that if we wanted to use some of it for fun, we could. But it would mostly be used for college. I wanted to go to college all my life.” Lynette looked like she was about to explode, she was so happy. “College was just a dream. Now I can really go and become a pediatrician like I’ve always wanted to do.”
Hanna watched the police as they waited around. She wasn’t sure what they were waiting on, but when a man dressed in a suit joined them, they began to search all around the house. It wasn’t until they found the cell phone and a couple of other things that they seemed to be in a better mood. Whatever was going on, Hanna thought that Grandma—well, ex-Grandma—was going to jail for a long time.
Chapter 12
Sampson was in the shower when the door to the stall opened. Turning quickly, he nearly slipped on the floor when he saw that Allie had joined him. And she was naked. Sampson thought that visits from her in the nude were the best kinds of visits.
“I thought that I could wash up your front.” He asked her if she meant his back. “No. I know which side of you has the most fun with my front side.”
“I do, you know. Fun with you is like having all my cake and homemade ice cream too.” She laughed as she took the bar of soap from him. “I’m assuming that the girls have been run off, or they’re downstairs tied to the couch.”
“Your mom came to get them about half an hour ago. She said that she wanted to take them shopping for school supplies, as well as have a girly lunch. I declined going, for obvious reasons.” Before he could reach for her, she backed him against the shower wall. “I was really glad that you came to bed late so that you had to sleep in. I was afraid that you’d get up early and come down to spoil my fun with you.”
“You should have woke me up earlier, then come to shower with me too.” She told him next time. “I guess I could have woke you up last night. It might— Christ, that’s it, baby.”
She’d taken him into her mouth, and didn’t waste a second in fucking his cock with it. When he pushed forward, Sampson nearly came when he slipped past the tight muscles at the back of her throat and was being milked by her. It was all he could do to hold on and not fall on his ass.
Setting the bottle of shampoo on the shelf before he squirted anymore onto her back, Sampson wasn’t sure that he was going to survive her fun. What her mouth was doing was nothing compared to what her hands were doing to the rest of his body.
Massaging his thighs sent waves of electrical like pulses through his body. It wasn’t just the way she was kneading his muscles, but the tiny bite of her nails when she dug into him. The way the hairs on his legs danced over his flesh. Each muscle felt like mush one second, then a mass of over-hyper hummingbird wings the next. Sampson turned off the water, as it was beginning to get slightly chilled.
Begging her to give him a little breather did nothing. She would double her efforts to bring him to his knees, he thought. Each time he touched her, putting his hand on her head, he wasn’t sure if he was holding her there so he could help her fuck his cock, or working up the nerve to make her stop.
“Please, babe. I need to come.” Sampson had no idea how she knew that he was close to coming. He only knew that each time he was ready to explode, she’d do something different, and he’d be begging again for more—or less. He just wasn’t sure.
When she moved away from him, taking her mouth from his cock, Sampson would swear for the rest of his life that she’d only touched him. That was all it had taken for him to shoot his cum all over her face and breasts. Holding onto the wall as hard as he could, Sampson came a second time when she began rubbing his juices over her chin and breasts.
Her breasts tightened, and her nipples peaked tightly at their tips. Watching her move her hands over her body to her pussy, Sampson reached for and held onto the door to the stall. It was like watching porn, only better. She seemed to be lost in her own little world of pleasuring herself and him as well.
As she was crying out with her release, Sampson held onto his own cock. He was still hard as stone as his balls filled with more of himself. Stretching his hand along his shaft, he wanted to feel her wrapped around him, her tight pussy swallowing him whole as he fucked her hard.
“Take me.” She moved out of the stall and to the counter to lean over it, her hands braced on either side. Sampson moved up behind her and slammed his cock deep inside of her. “Make me come, Sampson. Make me come hard enough that I pass out.”
Challenge accepted, he thought. Fucking her as if his very life depended on it, he heard things falling over that had been set up on the counter. Each time he slammed deep, he felt like he was going to come out the other end of her.
When he glanced in the mirror, he moaned loudly when he saw her breasts swaying back and forth. Her nipples barely brushed the counter, and they were tight with need. Turning her around, nearly tossing her up on the counter, Sampson took her again.
Holding onto her breasts, he sampled each of them over and over. Nipping at them made her cry out, and he loved it. Allie wrapped her feet around his hips, and he pulled her closer to him. Watching himself, he moved her hair out of his way and bit down on her shoulder.
Blood ran down her back in long thick streams. He could see his tiger in the mirror where he was watching and was glad to see that he seemed to be enjoying himself as well. When he bit down harder on her shoulder, bones cracked, and he could taste the difference in her blood. She was nearly all cat; his cat and Sampson could not have been happier.
“I’m coming.”
Sampson wrapped his hands over her ass and held her to him as she screamed out over and over with her release. He came with her, but as he’d come so much before, it wasn’t as heady. Sampson held onto Allie while she came one more time before doing just what she needed. She fainted in his arms.
Putting her on their bed, he covered her with a light blanket after sealing the wound he’d made at her shoulder. There was a mark there, not his doing, which he had to turn on the light to see. Whatever had made the small wings had done a wonderful job of it. They looked almost real to him.
Taking a second shower, he was surprised at how weak he felt as he dried himself. Holding onto the counter again, he stood there holding on with one hand while he sat up the things that had fallen over. Smiling, he looked at himself in the mirror to scold himself when he saw the exact marking on his own shoulder.
“What the hell is that?” It was a pair of wings, like those that might have been on a faerie. They weren’t much bigger than he’d expect them to be if they were on a small person. It looked to be about the same size as a quarter.
Turning on the lights again, he inspected it closely and thought that it looked like the one on Allie’s shoulder. But hers w
ere more colorful. No bigger, but much more brilliant. Getting himself dressed, he started for the door when Allie asked him if he was all right.
“I am. How are you?” She fell back onto the bed and moaned. “Well, you did tell me to make you pass out.”
“I did at that. And it was absolutely fabulous. What were you talking about in the bathroom? Or do you have another woman in there? Right now, I’d not care; I’m so sated. But I might be pissy later.” He told her what he’d found on her shoulder and his own. “I’ve never seen that before. I mean, it almost looks like someone took a picture of a real set of them and printed them on us. What do you suppose it means?”
“Don’t know. And night now, I don’t care. Like you, I’m sated and have things to take care of.” He was to the door again when he turned back to her. “Before I forget. The police called my cell phone to tell me that Margaret is being charged with two counts of second-degree murder, as well as child endangerment. She was getting money from the state for caring for the girls, and didn’t stop it when they left her.”
“She’ll have to pay that back with penalties, right?” He told her that she would. But she’d have to also stand charges for other things that she got for having the girls. “Like what? I have to tell you, she’s just lucky that your mom stepped in, or she would have been tiger food.”
“That’s what my mom said. But back to what else she’s in trouble for. She put the girls’ names on the Christmas tree and also claimed them last year on her taxes. Margaret even itemized each thing she was supposed to have gotten. Book bags and stuff like that.” Allie asked if she’d sent them to school at all. “That’s a good question. I have no idea, but I’d doubt it. Someone would have noticed that they weren’t getting cared for. That woman deserves everything that happens to her.”
“And then some.” Sampson felt his cock stir just a little when she laid back on the bed and stretched. “I have so much to do today that I just don’t know where to begin. I’m thinking that if I do the easy stuff, I can tackle the larger stuff tomorrow. I have to go and finally clean out my parents’ home. Also, I was notified that Serenity and Heath had a condo that needs to be cleaned out.”
“Did Howie live with them, you suppose?” She said that she didn’t know, nor did she care. “Why don’t you leave the condo to me? I can have it cleaned out and boxed up. If you’d like to go there and see if you want—”
“I don’t want anything from there.” She cleared her throat when he cocked his brow at her. “I’m sorry, but there couldn’t be a thing there that I’d ever want. Even the check that is coming here, no matter what size it is, I’m donating it back to the people who were killed in this thing.” Sampson told her that he was sorry. “I am too. I wish things could have been different, but it’s much too late for that now. I’m just going to raise my girls to be good people, and hope for the best.”
“They’re good kids. I don’t think we’ll have any trouble with them.” Allie asked him about Hanna. “Okay, we might have to watch out for her. She’s going to be a pistol—more so, anyway, as she gets bigger. The other two will as well, but Hanna isn’t going to suffer fools lightly.”
“I cannot wait to see her when boys start to notice her. She is going to rip them apart.” Allie smiled. “I think when she falls in love, it will be hard. Like I did with you. There will be nothing slow and easy for that one.”
Sampson went to the kitchen to get himself a snack to tide him over till lunch. There was a note on the fridge that he read. Laughing, he wondered what Allie would say to this note from the girls. Putting it back, he went out into the sunshine, knowing that the warm days of summer were slowly coming to an end, then they’d have fall and the holidays.
Sampson had never looked forward to the holidays as much as he did this year. He had a family, and they were going to make everything different. He would have to tell Allie to get them some ornaments, then dismissed that. He’d talk to the girls. They could pick them out, and he’d be thrilled with their choices.
Dad was in the barn when he got there, and Sampson was glad to see him. He’d been coming around a lot more lately, but Sampson was surprised to see him today. For some reason, he thought his dad would be shopping with the girls.
“Your mom wouldn’t allow me to go. Said it was her turn to bond with them. How the hell is a man supposed to bond with three of the prettiest little girls when someone is always taking them someplace?” Sampson pointed out they’d be around for a long time. “Maybe, but they’re my first grandbabies and little girls to boot. I need some time with them so that I can tell them about men and not to trust them.”
“Dad, I’m not sure if you noticed it or not, but I think they already have a clear understanding of trust and men.” Dad nodded, looking sad about that. “You could teach them how to defend themselves. I was actually thinking of teaching them a few moves this morning.”
He’d not, but Dad liked the idea. After Dad left him to go find some information on self-defense classes, Sampson started to measure the barn. He was going to get to work on some of the things that he’d done over his lifetime, and making furniture had made him feel the most relaxed. There wasn’t any pressure on him to sell it for money now, and he thought that he might enjoy it a good deal more than he already had.
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Allie read the note three times as she made some hot tea for herself. She loved being called Mom and loved the note.
Mom and Dad. I hope you have a good day today. We’re going to have a blast with Grandma. Thank you for giving us a little cash to spend. A little to you is a great deal to us. Thank you so much. Maybe you can bring Grandpa in later, and we can have some pizza. We think that would make his day too. Love, your daughters, Lynette, Hanna, and Melissa.
They had all signed their names to it at the end. Putting the note in her pocket to look at when she needed a pick me up, Allie made her way out to the orchard.
Shin had said that she needed to go and see to the pears that were late coming on. Whatever that meant. But Shin had told her that it was important. As soon as she closed the gate to the orchard behind her, she knew that she’d been tricked.
“My lady. How are you this fine morning?” She was never sure what to make of being called “my lady,” but smiled at Aurora when she asked her to have a seat. “I should have come to see you sooner, but it’s harvesting time for us, and we are getting as much finished up as possible before it gets cold here. You have a family now.”
“I have. We have. I have told them about you. And Shin has helped them with their rooms. I don’t think you’ll have to worry about them telling anyone about you if that’s what you’re worried about.” Aurora said that she wasn’t worried about them. “They’re wonderful. I can’t wait for you to meet them.”
“I shall, soon. But what I meant to you was, you have a family now, so you have changed. Your magic has changed.” Allie asked her about the wings. “Yes, that’s part of it. But not all. You cannot fly, but as of the moment you took those girls to your heart, you gained an army to protect them.”
“An army? I don’t understand.” Aurora snapped her fingers, and a little woman dressed in dark clothing sat on Allie’s hand. When she bowed to her, Allie did the same. “You’re very beautiful. What are you going to help me with?”
“Your family, my lady. You will need them, we think, as they get older. Having a family with your kind of wealth and magic would open doors to all kinds of people and creatures that would take advantage of you. And harm the children to get at you.” Allie asked if she knew this to be true. “Nay, we cannot see into the future, but we know how jealousy works. We’ll be there for you to command to keep them safe.”
“Thank you. But there are three of them. How will you protect the three of them when they’re not together?” The buzzing sound was behind her, and Allie turned slowly. “Oh my.”
There must have been tens of thousand
s of faeries behind her. All of them were alight and hovering just above the ground in a large square. Allie could only imagine the damage that they could do when they were apart. But as a whole, they’d be devastating. She looked back at the little faerie.
“My name is Sword. I am thusly named because when I command it, the horde can become one.” Allie looked again and was slightly overwhelmed by how they’d changed into a giant sword that looked as lethal as any she’d seen in a normal size. “You have only to call to me, my lady, and I will have them at their ready before you could be harmed.”
“What if I just want to speak to you?” She said that she’d know by the tone of her voice. “Okay, that makes sense. All right. I’m glad to know that you’re there. Lynette has desires to go to college. What will I have to do to make sure she’s safe when I won’t be with her?”
“There will be a single faerie, a warrior faerie, that will be with each of them at all times. There will be but a mark on their skin, much like the wings on your person, that will know when we are needed should you not be with them. Or if you have been harmed.” Allie thought of that for several minutes. “You cannot be killed, but you could be knocked unconscious, my lady. We will protect you, but sometimes—very seldom, however—things like that happen.”
“I understand.” She looked at the horde, as she called them, behind her, then back at Aurora, who was still seated next to her. “You said I can command them. But Sampson is marked as well. We’ve only just discovered that his mark is not as colorful, but he has one too.”
“He has his beast. While you can become a cat as well and you are armed, he is much stronger than you will ever be, I’m afraid, and Sampson is much more experienced in dealing with things that could harm either of you.” Allie nodded. “He can command them as well, but if you were to override him, which I don’t see happening, they will do as you say first. Also, they’ll come to your aid before his. Simply because of the reasons that I said.”