Storm of Ecstasy (The Guardians of the Realms Book 9)

by Setta Jay

  Pothos snarled as he fought the others, not seeing this one’s display, but likely feeling her disgust.

  She decided she’d had enough. She couldn’t listen to them speak for another moment. Gefn would secure them her way. With a flick of her wrist she sent power to the muddied elements of the filthy city and pinned both beings to the muck-coated wall. Papers and debris were caught in the wind, so she made use of it, sending the materials into the sputtering maws of the foul beings.

  P turned from securing the last male to see what she’d done, but she knew for a fact he’d been tracking her the entire time. “You said no wind tunnels,” she pointed out with a smile.

  He chuckled. “Would you care to gag the others as you’ve so conveniently done with yours, thea mou?”

  She beamed a smile at him and happily obliged her male as suddenly dozens more rushed in from both sides of the alley. Before she could do anything, she felt Pothos unleash power in a beautifully controlled wave, enthralling them all into eerie stillness. All of the possessed seemed almost as if they were set in stone, yet cars kept passing unaffected. She felt Pothos’ relief and pleasure through the bond. This was a proof he needed that his ability was completely in his control.

  With a turn she noticed that even those she’d caught were contained by his power. A few steps and she was gazing up at her male with a smile, her hand sliding into his.

  Her smile fell after a moment. “Now what will we do with them? The beings are evil? A scourge on your civilization?”

  “They are, and my father and Sacha have a way of dealing with them. There are too many to teleport out of here, so we’ll wait for one of the others to finish and help transport them. This is a ridiculous amount to find in one place.”

  She watched the cars pass and humans hasten by the alley. “No one will think this is suspicious?”

  “Sadly, no. Most humans do not see what they don’t want to. Especially in dark disgusting alleys.”

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  Hades and Sacha didn’t have long to wait in the dark alley in Paris. Possessed were drawn to him, or more accurately their masters enjoyed using them like puppets to taunt him.

  There were six, several in suits, the others in dirty pants with rotted teeth. One of the suit-wearing males stepped forward, and Hades watched his eyes light with flames as the eerie sinister echo of Deimos’ voice came from the male’s lips. It was the Tria reaching out from their prison in hell again. “Hades, you have to feel it now.” The human turned from pale to gray in seconds, and when the body dropped, dead from being the demon’s conduit, a second male stepped forward to take its place. “You will want to release us. We will help.”

  “You’re boring me, Deimos.”

  Outraged shrieks from Than and Phobos could be heard mixing with Deimos as their human mouthpiece dropped dead. Another stepped forward. “You have been warned. We will rip your female piece by piece in front of you, and we will feast on her screams.”

  Rage filled Hades like a rolling force, and he ripped the souls from the remaining fiends before he could hear any more. Sacha put her hand on his back. He flexed the muscle, feeling bare when his wings were retracted to blend into the human Realm. He only wished he had more souls to rip free of fiends.

  Draken, we are done here. What is the next location? he growled.

  His nephew answered in a second with a visual of another dark alley. This time Hades wouldn’t listen to them first.

  “We need to tell Drake they were taunting you again. Especially now that we know that there is a darkness coming to the world.”

  He shook his head. “They’ve given us no information. They just want to play a game. Soon Pothos and his female will have real answers.” The Thulians might well be able to provide him with reasons why the Tria were so active. Hades had thought it was his presence back in Earth, but now he wondered if the demon spawn sensed the darkness coming to this world. He was tempted to go to the bowels of hell to pay the Tria a visit.

  “Not without me.” Sacha’s determined words gave him cold chills.

  “That will never happen, my love. You will never breathe the same filthy air as those fiends.”

  Chapter 28

  Pothos and Gefn’s Home, Tetartos Realm

  P and Gefn reformed back at his home after finally getting rid of the dozens of possessed they’d been babysitting. He couldn’t believe how a power that he’d battled for control of for his entire life could be so easily manipulated now. He lifted his female into his arms, at a loss for words, because she had done this for him. Her long sexy legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her.

  She set her soft fingers to his lips and whispered, “You were magnificent out there.”

  He nipped and then licked the pads of her delicate fingers before they moved away so she could slide her palms over his stubbled cheeks and then into his short hair. Her touch was like fuel to him. “Fuck, I love your hands on me.”

  A quick stop by the spare room showed the cats sprawled out on the bed. Golden eyes glittered back at them, but neither moved.

  He ported his female into the bathroom and she giggled. “In a hurry?”

  “Always.” He smiled down at her before taking her lips in a quick kiss. In record time they were both stripped of clothes that still held the stench of sulfur and alley grime.

  He needed to cleanse her of it, and with a thought, the water was on and filling the stone walls and mirror with steam. He carried her in through the glass door and kissed her before scrubbing every inch of her clean as she lathered his hot flesh. He groaned, making sure to take extra care with her full gorgeous tits.

  Her soft moans drove him as she pushed those sexy mounds into his palms, demanding more. He sent the spray over her skin and began replacing his hands with his tongue while her fingers gripped his head. So greedy. His lips curved against her nipple. Relax and enjoy what I do to you, thea mou.

  She bit off a curse when he moved lower and wrapped one of her long, toned legs over his shoulder to devour her up against the shower wall. Water slid over his back as he ate at her relentlessly. Come on my tongue, my sexy girl.

  He growled as he sucked her sweet little clit and loved how she cried out, convulsing against him. His cock throbbed with the need to be inside her as he slipped out from under her leg and lifted her slack form into his arms.

  He had plans for her tonight. She smiled up at him. “I like your determination.”

  Carrying her into his bedroom, he followed her down on their bed with a languid kiss that had her writhing against his body.

  His cock was aching against the cradle of her sweet, wet pussy. He lifted from her, he wanted to look at her, but she tried to pull him back down. “Let me look at you,” he said as his fingers grazed one tight nipple and then the other. “So tight, let’s see how much I can make them ache.” She groaned for him and he smiled.

  He sent power out and a bowl with ice came to sit beside him. She stilled; his curious female was studying the frozen cube he lifted up. Leaning on one forearm, he used his other hand to circle the cold chip around one tight bud and then slowly over the tip as her back arched. “My naughty Goddess likes that. Let’s see what else you like.” He slid it between the deep cavern of her tits to roll over the other tight tip while sucking the one he’d already tormented, warming the cold he’d caused.

  When he lifted up, her eyes were flashing wildly as she mewled for him not to stop. He languidly moved the ice up to her throat as it melted against her hot skin, sending water sliding down to her cleavage before making its way over her sides and then down to her belly button. Her head angled, making room for his mouth. He kissed and nipped her throat before sucking on the other cool peak and making his way lower as she wriggled and gasped for him. “Spread wide,” he commanded. “Show me how hot that pussy gets for me.” He lifted another cube and slid it over her mound.

  Her shaking thighs spread as he set his tongue to her belly button. She was getting more and more frantic as he p
laced the cold cube onto her clit and then rubbed it down her hot slit before pushing it in a fraction and then running it up again. “That’s it. So fucking hot it’s melting all over these pretty lips.” He leaned down and licked up the juices mixed with cool water as he let the chip slide lower. “Tilt your hips for me. Show me everything.” When she did, he moved the nearly melted cube to her tiny ass. He groaned at the sight of her all spread out for him. He trailed his fingers into the water before pushing them inside her cool pussy. “It looks like I need to warm my mate.”

  When he moved up her body, he slid her ankles over his shoulders before positioning his cock at her slick pussy.

  He smiled into her lust-hazed eyes as he slowly pushed inside, stretching her inch by inch until she tried to move to meet him. He kissed the arch of one tiny foot as he thrust inside her. Her juices were already sliding around his cock.

  God, she felt good.

  That’s it, take every inch. It’s all for you, thea mou. Everything I have is yours, he whispered in her mind as he gazed down at the beautiful creature who would be his for all eternity.

  He saw in her eyes that she understood, and he watched her throat as she swallowed. Beautiful. He stayed that way, watching every reaction flash across her face as he took her. Making love to her nice and easy even though she pushed and grabbed at his ass, begging him to take her harder, faster.

  “Pothos, please.”

  He finally gave in and slammed his hips, loving the way her tits bounced with every hard thrust. He sent tendrils of power to toy with her nipples and clit until her eyes rolled and she shouted her release, clenching down on his cock like she’d never let him go.

  He came hard, still thrusting as if he’d die if she didn’t suck down every last drop, and then he wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned down to kiss her. His arms were shaking as he held himself up, but he didn’t want to leave her body. He never did. Every time he had her, he was tempted to stay wrapped inside her warmth forever.

  “You can give me your weight,” she said as she pulled him against her. “I won’t break.”

  He smiled. No, his Goddess wouldn’t break, but he wanted to talk to her about something. He lifted up to look at her. She had a cute crease between her eyebrows. “What is it?”

  “Are there traditions for our joining that you missed?”

  She laughed a little. “I am the first God of Thule to be joined. There are no traditions for this.”

  “We’re making our own, then?”

  Her smile was beautiful when she looked up at him. “The bond I have with you is the most beautiful of traditions. But I would like a marking like that of your people. And I would like nothing more than to have a place on your skin like the rest of your family.”

  “You don’t want to do it at the celebration in your world?”

  “No. It’s something I want for myself. And I’m not sure when we will have time to deal with some big event.” He loved the way she wrinkled her nose.

  “You don’t want a big display? A pretty dress?”

  She shook her head. “I’m a Goddess. I can wear a pretty dress whenever I choose to.” Her laughter was music to him. “The celebration will be for Thule. All I need is my place in your soul.”

  He groaned and kissed her.

  “Then mark me, thea mou.”

  “Show me how.” Her need was so strong it nearly brought him to his knees.

  “Gladly.” He demonstrated how to use the warm power as he set her hand against his chest. He groaned deep at the sensation of her marking him as hers. When she finished, she telepathically sent the image of her symbol spanning the entire width of his chest. The twin dragons were entwined with her name in the old language just as he’d wanted.

  She stared at it for long moments before trailing her fingers over the curves. “It’s beautiful. Does it hurt?”

  He lifted her fingers to his lips. “It doesn’t hurt. It feels like your warm palms are still on my skin, thea mou.” Her soft hands were fucking heaven to him.

  “Then can I have your mark there?”

  “On your palms?”

  She smiled. “Yes. So that my touch belongs to you.”

  He groaned deep and kissed her fingers and her palms. “I love you, Gefn.”

  “And I love you.”

  Chapter 29

  Guardian Manor, Tetartos Realm

  Sirena met with Drake and Era outside the hallway to Alyssa and Gregoire’s new room. “They’re all fine, but we are now missing another chunk out of the manor. We’ll be lucky to have any rooms left by the time the baby comes.” And she was very worried about it.

  Smoke filtered from the dragon’s lips. “When is the baby due?”

  Alyssa’s stomach had gone from flat to round in no time. Sirena felt her hands shaking when she answered, “Weeks. Maybe sooner if the little one surges in power again.”

  He shook his head, and she could feel the tension radiating from the dragon. “And you’re certain this is not harming either baby or mother?”

  “They’re healthy, but that baby is incredibly powerful. Scarily so.”

  “I thought maybe the babe was getting more agitated because of the activity with Thule, but it could be the Tria,” Era said. Her beautiful face was framed by black cherry hair, and Sirena could almost feel the power she was sending to calm her mate. Era was wearing a dark tank top showing the dragon marking on the female’s bare shoulder. It moved and seemed to settle after a moment, the tattoo was a unique and entrancing manifestation of her bond with Drake’s beast.

  Sirena took her eyes off the other female’s skin and answered, “This time it felt linked to the Tria for sure. What are they doing?” Frustration welled.

  Drake shook his head. “I don’t know. But I will figure it out.”

  “How?”

  “I don’t know yet.” Drake growled, frustrated. But she could feel his determination to find out. Era’s golden eyes went stormy and a hint of her dragon smoke filtered from her lips. She was incredibly protective of her male. It was one of the things Sirena loved about the once feral female. She also appreciated how Era was thriving as a new healer, her eyes brightening whenever she was able to help use her deadly power for something good.

  It was hard for Sirena to accept assistance because she’d always been so bent on taking care of everything herself, but right now the stress of Alyssa’s baby and the fact that she was hiding something from her family was turning her inside out. “Alyssa and Gregoire would probably be grateful if you checked on her, Era.” Sirena caught the way the female’s eyes shone, and it both warmed her and made her feel out of sorts. Healing was her life. She shook it off. “Would you mind watching over things for a couple of hours while I grab some sleep?”

  “I would be happy to,” Era said with a beautiful smile that made Drake’s features smooth as he gazed down at her.

  “Call if you need me sooner,” Sirena said as she headed down the long hallway to the suite of rooms she’d taken to be close in case Alyssa needed her. She was lost in her own world the second the door clicked shut behind her. Her head fell back against it, and she felt numb, hollow. She’d never thought to find a mate, Immortal females didn’t generally mate a male less powerful than themselves, and that meant there were no compatible males in Earth. All the powerful males were related to her. The second she’d felt Hroarr’s power, she’d been paralyzed with the knowledge of what he was to her. He hadn’t touched her, so they were free, but the memory of his power licking at her skin, filling her senses, had ruined her. She hadn’t even seen the male; all she’d known was the sensations wrought by wild tendrils of his ability and that deep seductive voice, a voice that caused shivers of desire to run through her body even now. It was one thing to know she’d never find a mate; it was an entirely different matter to know that her mate was some autocratic, asshole warlord God of another world. She would never leave her duties, her world, or her family.

  She couldn’t. She banged her head
against the wood.

  Slipping out of her high heels, she took a deep breath and started removing her clothes. That done, she tugged the tie from her hair while mentally turning on the shower. The warm water was just what she needed to relax her tight muscles.

  After washing, she stayed under the spray until she felt her skin wrinkle. Sleep was a necessity, a deep sleep that wasn’t invaded by imagining dirty words growled in a deep, seductive voice.

  When she opened the shower door, she jolted at the sight of Gefn’s cats staring back at her and barely contained her power before stopping their hearts. She’d heard they’d teleported to Vane, but they had to stop doing this or someone would harm them. She shook her head as they purred at her. “What are you two doing? I’m happy to see you’re feeling better.” When she stepped out to reach for a towel, she felt herself breaking apart.

  She was shocked and then panicked when she couldn’t stop herself from teleporting away, and in moments she knew exactly where they were taking her and fought against it hard, to no avail.

  She reformed in a dark bathing room filled with steam and an intoxicating masculine scent she shouldn’t know. Without looking, she knew the cats had gone, leaving her at the shadowed end of a small pool. She sucked in a breath at the sight of the massive male standing in profile under the spray of an open shower a couple dozen feet away. His black hair clung to muscled shoulders; a strand slid lovingly over his bearded cheek.

  Sirena nearly moaned aloud at the sight of what he was doing to himself. One heavily muscled arm was braced against the wall as a tanned hand worked a massive cock. Harsh grunts issued from his lips as he violently thrust into his own palm. Every heavy muscle lining his body strained in the God’s quest for completion.

  She braced her back and hands against the wall, unable to move or to take her eyes from him as she fought the need to touch herself. His scent was drugging her. She could see the line of his jaw as it clenched under the short beard.