by Abby Blake
She laughed, the lyrical sound filling the room. “Well…my skill doesn’t seem to be mindreading as such, but I’m guessing that your thinking has something to do with sex.”
“You can feel my horniness?”
Kali pressed a kiss to his lips and then snuggled deeper into his arms. “Well, I doubt it’s a paranormal skill,” she said with an almost laugh, “but the hard cock pressed against my stomach gave me a pretty solid clue.”
He mock growled and ran his hands all over her ass, slipping the material aside so that he could squeeze and caress her soft flesh. He slid one of his hands around to her front, wedging it between them, his finger delving into her folds, sliding along her slippery flesh before pushing up inside of her pussy.
“I think maybe I’m developing some ‘knowing’ skills of my own,” he said with what he hoped was the right amount of humor, “because I do believe you’re feeling the same things.”
She giggled, stepped from his arms, and gave him a very serious look. His heart nearly stopped beating when she dropped the towel to the ground. “Do you think,” she said, biting her lip in a blatantly sexual tease, “that if I ran into the bedroom, you might follow?”
“I might actually beat you there,” he said with a wide grin.
“Good to know,” she said calmly. And then, with a gleeful laugh her only warning, she turned and ran.
Chapter Six
Kali ran into the bedroom, giggling as she almost made it to the bed before Alex caught up with her. His momentum took them down onto the mattress, but it was the way he tickled her that had her writhing with uncontrollable laughter.
“Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle,” she managed to force out between giggles.
“Hmm,” he said, pretending to consider her plea. “This must be some of that human code that we demons have not yet been able to decipher.” It was quite obvious that he was teasing, but when his tickles turned to sensual strokes, Kali could barely breathe for a whole different reason.
“Do you think,” she asked breathlessly, “that you might have enough warning to take your clothes off this time?”
He laughed, kissing her ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth and tickling the flesh with his tongue. “It could be a possibility.” He slid down the mattress, sucking her neck as his clever fingers found her taut nipples and squeezed gently. “Although, if you keep moaning like that it might be touch and go.”
She giggled again, amazed to realize just how much fun she was having with him. Alex groaned, rolled off the bed, and onto his feet in one fluid movement. He dragged his clothes off, but she noticed that he pulled a small remote control from his pants pocket and kept it in his palm.
“What’s that?” she asked curiously.
“The remote to turn off the wards.” When she gave him a curious look, he added, “You might prefer to call them a type of force field. They basically stop any supernatural creature from entering the building via slip travel. Trouble is that it also keeps us in. If we need to slip quickly, I can hit the remote, turn off the wards, and transport you and Ronan, if I can reach him, to somewhere safe.”
“You’d leave Ronan behind?” The irony to her question was that she could feel Alex’s determination to keep them both safe but got the impression that Ronan didn’t really need his protection.
“Trust me. The big guy is one of the most feared humans in the paranormal world.”
“Seriously?” How weird was it that she somehow knew he was telling the truth but expressed disbelief anyway? It seemed knowing stuff didn’t stop her from saying stupid stuff.
But then Alex moved back onto the bed and Kali was suddenly completely distracted by the fact that the man was naked. He truly was a delicious specimen. Handsome features, sculpted muscles, hard in all the right places. Kali reached for the hard part that interested her the most, and he moaned even as he tried to inch away.
“I’m not sure that’s such a good decision, beautiful.”
“Why not?” she asked with an impish smile as she slid lower on the bed and pressed her mouth to the head of his cock.
“I…I have no idea,” he said with a dramatic sigh. She laughed again, enjoying the playfulness of her demon lover. But he gave up all pretense of humor when she slid her mouth lower, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock before suctioning her lips around him and sucking hard. He groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp as he lifted up to thrust gently into her mouth. She wrapped her fist around the base of his cock, pumping and squeezing as she sucked harder.
But then his fingers tightened in her hair, pulling her away from his erection. She broke the suction reluctantly but moaned in appreciation when he climbed over her, threaded his hands under her knees, and drove his cock into her hard and fast.
Alex plunged into her pussy several times, thrusting forward quickly, pulling away slowly. He slid his hands up her legs, cupping her ass, angling her to the position he wanted. Kali could feel her orgasm spinning closer, her need for this man breathtaking.
But then he froze.
The sound of the front door opening sent terror pounding through her until they heard Ronan’s deep voice. Alex fell forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, his body thrusting into hers over and over as Ronan came into the bedroom.
“Roll over,” Ronan said on a low growl. She didn’t even think of denying him. Alex held her close as he rolled onto his back, taking her with him so that she lay sprawled over his body. “Now that is a pretty sight.” Ronan’s hands caressed her ass, his fingers dipping between her crease as Alex continued to thrust up into her pussy. “Have you ever had a man in your ass?”
“N–No,” she whispered. A wicked thrill wound through her as Alex grabbed her knees, pulling her legs higher up his body, opening her ass cheeks to Ronan’s touch even more.
“Tell me you bought lube,” Alex demanded as he plowed harder into her pussy.
Ronan chuckled quietly. “I bought lube.” He caressed her spine, his warm hands a soothing counterpoint to Alex’s hard thrusts. “But it’s Kali’s choice. Will you let us take you together?”
“Together?” she managed to ask even though her climax was so close she felt like she could fly into a million pieces at any moment.
“Me in your pussy. Ronan in your ass,” Alex whispered. “Just imagine, you’ll be stuffed full of cock, so overwhelmed with pleasure that you won’t know where you end and we begin.”
She nodded, gasping for air as they wound their sensual promises through her mind. “Yes,” she said by way of a plea. She wanted this with them, wanted the closeness, the feeling of being complete, of being one with both of her men.
Alex stilled, holding her pressed hard against him as he kissed her ferociously. She whimpered into his mouth as she heard the squirt of lube a moment before Ronan’s slippery finger pressed against her virgin hole. “Easy, baby,” Ronan crooned as he circled the tight ring of muscle without pushing inside. “We’ll take this slowly.”
She made a noise that she hoped sounded like agreement and then moaned into Alex’s mouth as he threaded his fingers through her hair and deepened their kiss. She felt his cock pulse inside her, Ronan’s finger slowly pressing into her ass making the fit seem tighter.
The second finger stung more than she expected, and she squirmed away from Ronan’s touch. But he pressed a hand against her lower spine, trapping her against Alex. “It’s okay, baby,” he said as he added more lube and gently opened her tight muscles. “Relax.”
Uh-huh. Relaxing didn’t seem to be part of her makeup at the moment. Even now with the sting in her ass almost unbearable she was on the verge of orgasm. She shifted, trying to do as Ronan ordered but only managing to make Alex groan with her.
Alex broke their kiss and grabbed her hips, lifting her high enough to pull his cock from her pussy. She whimpered at the loss but groaned as he found her clit with his fingers and rubbed the hard nub gently.
“That’s it, baby,” Ronan sai
d as he added yet another finger to her ass. She started to push back against him, the strange sensation no longer painful but enticingly erotic. She heard him squirt more lube a moment before the head of his cock replaced his fingers. The spongy, slippery head of his dick felt completely different, and she moaned as it stretched her even wider.
He slid unhurriedly into her back passage, his movement gentle, undemanding as she gradually adjusted to his possession. He pulled from her ass slowly before sliding back in, thrusting just a little harder, just a little faster, just a little more urgently with each stroke. She gasped, the unexpected pleasure burning through her as Ronan took her to heights of arousal she’d never thought possible.
Alex continued to play with her clit even when Ronan lifted her up so that Alex could slide back into her pussy. The fit was tight, the sensation overwhelming as they worked together, building a rhythm, one thrusting in as the other slid out. Over and over they fucked her.
And then, just as she started to shake all over, her orgasm winding tighter, spiraling higher, leaving her breathless, out of her mind, balancing on the edge of desire, a loud shrieking noise filled the air. Climax slammed her, the world tilting off its axis, her body vibrating as her release pounded through her.
* * * *
Alex heard the perimeter alarm just as his cum burst from him, bathing the inside of Kali’s body with his seed. Groaning both with his release and the urgent need to concentrate, Alex flicked the remote control, placed a hand on Ronan’s shoulder, and transported them nearly a mile into the forest behind the house.
He kissed Kali, silencing her frantic scream as her pussy milked his cock of every last drop. Ronan groaned above them, his orgasm obviously triggered by Kali’s own.
And then Alex rolled them over, pushing Kali into Ronan’s arms as he pulled from her heavenly warmth and waited for whoever had attacked them to follow his slip path. The pixie didn’t disappoint, appearing a moment later only a few feet away. Obviously intent on getting close enough to hurt Kali, the pixie managed to dodge his fire attack. However, the assassin didn’t count on Ronan’s response and burst into flame the moment the bullet filled with demon shot hit her stomach. Alex smiled at his friend’s obvious ability to grab his gun even though all three of them had been preoccupied at the time.
“The spray glue under the bed,” Ronan said breathlessly as he managed to somehow pull Kali behind him and aim the gun at the pixie’s collapsing ash pile. Alex nodded, slipped back to the house, located the aerosol can, and slipped back to the forest. Ronan was already kicking the ashes apart. A few sprays of sticky glue held them apart. Each time that there was any movement from the ashes, either paranormal or from the wind, Ronan sprayed some more. Alex smiled at his friend’s ingenuity. Pixies were simply considered unstoppable amongst the paranormal community, so nobody had ever given any real thought as to how one might slow their reformation down. As Ronan obviously expected, the pixie didn’t rematerialize.
“Shit! That is not what I expected when we climbed into bed,” Kali said with a strange sort of smile on her face as she picked herself up off the ground. She peeked at the mess of glue and ash from a safe distance. “Is she dead for real this time?”
“Not sure,” Alex said with a smile of his own. “Nobody has ever thought to glue pixie ashes down.” He turned to Ronan, adrenaline and relief playing havoc with his own emotions. “Always knew you were handy to have around in a fight.”
Ronan dipped his head in acknowledgement but seemed to be all business. “How far are we from the house?”
“Only about a mile or so.”
“Okay, slip back to the house, grab us some clothes, and we’ll walk back.”
“Hey,” Alex said as he realized that neither Ronan nor Kali seemed as nauseated as they had last time they’d traveled by slip. “You’re both okay?”
Ronan pulled Kali into his arms and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I’m fine. How about you, baby?”
“I…um…seem to be pretty good.” She screwed up her face a moment and added, “Except for the fact that I’m standing naked in the middle of a forest and really need a shower.” She made a face as she tried to brush leaves, dirt, and other forest debris from her beautifully curved body
“I could just—” Alex began to offer, but Ronan held up a hand to stop him.
“I suspect that the reason we’re fine is due to the fact that we were both in the middle of orgasm at the time. Our senses were otherwise engaged. So, thanks for the offer, but I’d rather walk.”
“No problems,” Alex said as he turned to Kali and winked. “That’s something I’ll remember for next time though.”
* * * *
“Do I have time for a shower?” Kali asked as they finally made it back into the house. The moment Ronan nodded she stripped the shirt straight off and headed for the bathroom. “Will she come after me again?”
“We have no way of knowing,” Ronan said as he stepped into the shower behind her. “But I’m guessing that even if a pixie can reform after being incinerated and glued, it will take her some time. I doubt they’ll send a replacement assassin just yet.”
“That’s true,” Alex said from the doorway, “and since nobody officially knows how to kill a pixie, it’s likely they’ll just assume she’s still working on it.”
“So you think she’s dead?” Kali asked quietly. It didn’t really sit well with her, but if the choice were her or the pixie, she was very glad to be the one still standing.
Alex just shrugged.
“How do pixies normally die? Do they grow old?” Ronan asked as he finished cleaning himself down and turned his attention to her. His warm hands were rather distracting despite the impersonal efficiency he was using.
“I doubt anyone but the pixies know about pixies,” Alex said. “There’s a lot of folklore surrounding them, even in the paranormal communities, but I don’t know what’s true and what’s not.”
“So we really need to get out of here in case she can overcome the glue and reform?”
“Yes,” Ronan said as he dragged Kali out from under the water and wrapped a towel around her. Alex stepped under the water and washed quickly.
He was just drying himself off when the perimeter alarm sounded again.
Chapter Seven
Ronan already had his gun in his hand. He shook his head as Alex looked ready to slip travel them to another destination. It would give them a few moments before the pixie could follow, but their position was probably more defensible here than anywhere else. With the wards reengaged the pixie wouldn’t be able to slip travel away from them. Obviously the spray glue hadn’t worked. Maybe if they gathered the dust in several airtight, glue-filled jars she wouldn’t be able to re-form. He’d try that next time.
They held their ground, the bathroom almost as defensible as the bedroom. It had only one small window not even large enough for a child, or pixie of childlike size, to climb through. That left only the single doorway, and with Ronan and Alex both armed and ready their attacker had little chance of getting past.
The minutes dragged on, the screech of the alarm getting more and more annoying by the moment. Just when Ronan was beginning to wonder if the pixie planned to wait them out, something flew toward them. At first it seemed to be a very big dragonfly, but as it drew nearer Ronan recognized its petite features.
“Is that what I think it is?” Kali asked as she peeked out from behind Alex.
“I guess that explains what happens to a pixie who gets most of her ashes glued together,” Alex said with what was obviously meant to be a mocking laugh. Despite her size, Ronan wasn’t willing to relax his guard, and he was quite grateful to his friend for trying to fire up their enemy’s temper. Chances were if the pixie got angry, she would do something poorly thought through.
Fortunately, Alex’s instincts proved correct a moment later as the irate, miniature pixie made a strange sort of hissing noise and went for Ronan’s face. He managed to grab her in the palm of
his hand, but the little bitch burned him a couple of times before he could get her into a jar in the kitchen. Fortunately, her size meant the burns were no worse than the touch of a lit cigarette—annoying but ultimately not fatal.
She carried on for a while, hissing as loudly as she could—which wasn’t really all that loud—and beating her fragile-looking wings against the confined space of the jar. Surprisingly she cringed away in fear when Ronan grabbed a nail and hammer but seemed to calm down when she realized he only intended to punch a couple of holes in the lid so she could get some air.
“Too bad she doesn’t glow in the dark,” Alex said with a smirk. “She’d make a rather pretty lantern.” The pixie gave him a nasty look and used her finger in a way Ronan thought was typical only of humans. “I’m assuming that she can still slip travel, so the jar will only hold her while the wards are in place.” The pixie looked rather interested until he added, “And since I have no intention of turning them off, we should be able to hold her indefinitely.” She slumped to the bottom of the jar. It was obvious that she was saying something, but between her size and the glass Ronan wasn’t able to hear her.
“Were you able to catch any of that?” Ronan asked Alex.
“Not a word,” Alex said, smirking when their captive flipped him the bird once more.
“I’d really like to know why she still came after us. If that’s as big as she’s going to get, it put her at a tactical disadvantage. A human assassin would have cancelled the job or maybe called in help.”
“Didn’t I see karaoke equipment in the television cabinet?” Kali asked. “Maybe we can rig up one of the microphones to the TV.”
Ronan shuddered at the thought that he’d spent time in a house that was harboring such equipment. Thank God nobody had asked him to sing. There was a limit to how much one man should be asked to sacrifice in the name of keeping his woman safe and happy.