by D. R. Rosier
I walked down the stairs into a large underground room. There was a nasty bed in the corner with a video camera facing it from about fifteen feet away. On the other side of the room there was a tub and a line of cages. There were two women in the cages, about twenty three, and they were looking at me in a mixture of despair and sadness at seeing another.
I considered ending it right there, but one of them had a gun. I wasn’t worried about being shot, it wouldn’t stop me, or even slow me down. But I was worried one of the other two might get hurt, so I let them put me in the cage.
One of them said, “I’ll be back later with food. You two explain the rules to the new girl, if she breaks them, I’ll break something on you, understand.”
The two girls nodded meekly and I understood quickly how easily that would break a new person. Who would want to watch another person get tortured because of their actions? I mean besides those two assholes.
We waited in silence until we heard the car start overhead and move off.
One of the women said, “I’m Stacey, this is Mia.”
Mia rasped out, “The rules are simple, don’t try to escape, and do everything they tell you to do.”
Well, I’d had enough of this, I knew enough to save these girls. I gave a thought about how to explain what was about to happen, but shrugged. Fuck it.
I kicked the door, and meant it. The metal protested loudly as the cage door popped open.
“Hi Stacey, Mia. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be back.”
I ignored their protests to not leave them there while I bent the metal back. First, they were safe where they were. Second, I also didn’t want them to see any more impossible things if I could help it. I considered just killing the men, but that wouldn’t work anymore, not without a major cover up. The women had seen my face, and the mall cameras just might have caught something to connect me to those bozos.
I pushed open the trapdoor and looked around outside. The car was by the house, so I ran over there fast. It was unlocked so I grabbed the rope they had in the back seat and went in the house. It didn’t take me long to track them down.
I took down one from behind, hitting him in the back of the head, and he fell like a sack of potatoes.
The second one managed to say, “What the fuck!” right before he joined his buddy. It was satisfying in a way, they wouldn’t hurt anyone else. On the other hand it was entirely too easy, I really wanted to beat them to a pulp and took a deep breath. I tied them up, found my bag and made sure my keys and wallet were in there along with everything else. I even found my VS purchases.
I went through the house until I found a phone, and dialed 911. Then I got out of there, I knew there were probably holes in what would be my story, so I disappeared. I waited from a vantage point until the police got there and I was sure they’d found the caged women. Then I ran back toward the mall partway, before hitching a ride with a teenager who couldn’t keep his eyes off my tits for the rest of the way.
I got into the car and was thoughtful on the way home. I hadn’t found a hobby exactly, but I knew what I was passionate about. Maybe that’s what I could do, find a program or charity to help abused women. That would be a worthy reason to have my own separate time and something I would enjoy doing.
When I got home I hid my new lingerie away and got on the computer to do exactly that. After chasing down a few leads I looked at the time. Hope would be home soon, I had just enough time to shower and put on one of my new purchases to greet her at the door…
Rafe’s Honor
I was old. Ancient beyond even my love’s mother’s reckoning. I remember not only the realm war of their legends, but the ones that came before it. When I had first seen Hope I thought her wild, undisciplined, erratic, and frivolous. But it had been me that had my eyes opened when I infiltrated as Robbie to spy on her.
I had gotten too old, I defended life and my realm, made sure it stayed prepared, but I had forgotten to live life. What I discovered was Hope might have been erratic and wild at times, but she was far from undisciplined. She was… enjoying life. I also learned as I studied her as a possible threat that she was loyal, giving… in short one of the most amazing creatures I had ever met. She lived life with a joy that was foreign to me but also affected me deeply.
By the time I needed to move on, I found myself reluctant. It took me a while, but I figured out while spying, sleeping with, and judging her… that I had fallen in love with her, and was enjoying life for the first time in ages. So I took a chance, and revealed the truth of who I was, what I was, and why I was here. I expected far worse than what I got, and was amazed when it became apparent she loved me too.
She had once compared me as the eye to her storm, a place of stillness. If that was true so was the opposite. She swirled around me and made the world new again, but in a way I had never seen it before.
I enjoyed Bree as well, but with her it was different. She felt for me as well, but the center and rock in her world was Hope. We loved each other through Hope in a way; she was the one that brought everything together. It seemed almost absurd to me, she wasn’t even thirty years old, yet I, one of the oldest in existence, would follow her anywhere.
I had convinced my sovereign back in our realm that she and her brother needed to be watched. They did, with that prophecy hanging over her and Vinnie it wasn’t hard to push it through. I could almost feel the possibility of another realm war looming in the near future. Still, I was more concerned with keeping her safe than anything else, and I hoped when the danger came I could reconcile my duty with my love.
It would break me to pick one or the other. So my goal was obvious, make sure my realm and Hope stayed on the same side of things. Perhaps easier said than done, but nothing worthwhile is ever easy.
I used my magic to teleport home into the living room knowing Hope would be home any minute. Hiding my aura wasn’t easy, it was like an invisibility spell but instead of bending the light, I bent my magic. Other magic just slid around me, not finding purchase so it couldn’t read my aura. It took a long time to perfect, and is more complicated than it sounds.
I glanced around and my lips twitched. Seems Bree had the same idea, and she was certainly dressed for it. She had on a sexy white negligee which was sheer. Below that she was wearing lacey panties and bra. Let me just say, no matter how many countless years pass, looking at a beautiful sexy woman never gets old…
“Hey darling, looking good,” I drawled while checking her out.
She turned her head and grinned back cheekily, “That’s the idea, you and hope can unwrap me when she gets home.”
I smiled. “Sounds good, why don’t I get something for us all to drink?”
I went in the kitchen and grabbed some beers. I tried wine once but Hope had just rolled her eyes at me. She was a beer and hard liquor type of woman. I opened one and drank a bit. I figured I’d stay in the kitchen for a bit at first, I didn’t want to steal Bree’s thunder so to speak. I wasn’t a jealous creature at all.
The whole point was she brightened my life, and we loved each other. If she wanted to brighten other lives, even add more lovers, why would that matter to me? It was what we had together that counted to me. I wasn’t sure if she really understood that though, or if Bree did. They were still young enough for foolish insecurities and jealousies.
That was why I wouldn’t do anything on my own, if there were to be others let Hope decide that. She had changed a great deal in some ways over the last four years. She was more focused, and quite a bit more powerful, but that joy and love of life hadn’t changed one bit. The part of her that just wanted to have fun and enjoy life, it was one of her core traits.
I heard the front door open and was a magical voyeur from the kitchen. They seemed to be greeting each other in a rather enthusiastic manner based on their auras. I grabbed the drinks and headed for the bedroom.
I stepped in and saw them kissing, they looked amazing together.
“Hey gorgeous.”
Her h
eart jumped at that and I suppressed a smile. I loved sneaking up on her and saying that, I was probably the only person on the planet who could do so with my aura hidden.
She broke the kiss long enough to look at me and smile, then went back to her lover’s lips. They looked so damn hot together. I thought I’d watch for a while and join when the timing seemed right. Hope was very strong willed and opinionated at times, but in the bedroom she was completely mine and submissive to the point of blind obedience. That worked well for me. I was pretty good at reading her moods too, and at giving her what she needed at the time.
Right now she needed to make love to, and reconnect with Bree. Today had been the first day in a long time that they’d spent apart. I think they both needed to reconnect for reassurance. I drank another sip of beer as I watched Bree strip Hope’s clothes off. The weather was still cool, but she had broken out the spring wardrobe and had on a tight short black skirt and a skin tight sweater shirt.
I hardened as I heard them moan and make other noises of pleasure while exploring each other’s bodies. Their kisses were soft and slow, but the way they nibbled each other’s lips and the sight of their darting tongues was hot and passionate. I smiled a little, it was also clear to me they were performing a bit, the exhibitionism making them even more turned on.
Their breathing was definitely heavy by the time Hope was nude. Hope then caressed and teased where the sexy lingerie met Bree’s silky smooth skin as they continued to kiss and neck. Hope looked like she was thoroughly enjoying unwrapping Bree as she slowly removed one piece at a time, as if savoring every moment.
I reached down and adjusted my now completely hardened flesh as they got into the bed together, kissing for a while more before Hope turned and straddled Bree in the sixty nine position. My pants were rather restrictive and uncomfortable at this point and I stripped them off to free my raging hard on. I wondered where I got the patience as I watched, and listened, as they slowly reached their blissful height together.
I walked over to the bed and crawled on, caressing their bodies as I moved toward Bree’s head. I gripped Hope’s ass and felt her body tremble, and then slid my hands to where her hips met her waist. She was absolutely soaked as I pushed into her heaven.
“Oh god, that feels so damn good,” Hope said breathlessly, her voice muffled by Bree’s wet tasty core.
I felt Bree lick my ball sack a few times before going for Hope’s clit. I started sawing in and out of her, soft at first, then picking up speed, my balls slapping Bree in the face with each stroke. I held her waist tightly so they could continue to please each other as I plundered Hope’s soft, tight, and sexy body.
I didn’t last long, not after watching them together first. But neither did they having already reached rapturous bliss once. I heard Hope gasp right before her hot molten core tightened around my length, milking me, as if demanding my seed. I felt her cum wash over my pleasure and soak my balls. My legs grew numb as her undulating silken pleasure claimed my body’s offering. I grunted and buried myself once more hard and fast, and kept pushing into her as hard as I could as I emptied myself.
I pulled out slowly when I came down. I felt Bree grab my legs. Then she lifted her head and she started licking my length like a popsicle, cleaning off the mixed juices of Hope and I while making very sexy contented sounds. I was absolutely mesmerized watching her worship my cock in contented satisfaction with her warm, soft, and wet tongue.
When she finished she went back to Hope’s pleasure and started cleaning there too. The look she gave me was clear. It was her turn, so I made my way around to the other side, more than happy to comply with her wishes…
Vinnie’s Decision
I sat staring at my computer. My thesis was complete; all the math had been worked out, the equations elegantly balanced. I tried to see where this would lead if I actually submitted it. It was impossible to predict.
My sister and I had won free of the lies and manipulation of others over four years ago. Our lives were our own, and we told each other we would not let the prophecy control us. Yet, it was impossible not to think of it, especially now as I stared at my screen.
Scientists had been trying to figure out the theory of everything for a long time. The Einstein universe just didn’t match up with the quantum universe both on paper and even observations as things currently stood.
The reason was obvious, humans couldn’t perceive and their minds were constantly tampered with when it came to magic. It would be very hard for other theorists to arrive at these conclusions because of that. Yet, the data was empirical in my thesis, and the math worked out using test data and observations from both realms of scientific theory.
They wouldn’t have any problems seeing that all the data fit though.
But dare I submit it? What if I was firstborn, this paper would have a huge impact on the world, and open up opportunities for new technologies and inventions. The world would change very quickly. I was also fairly sure, that with this knowledge, a portal between other worlds would be possible technologically, without magic.
Was I firstborn? Could I depend on my sister to counteract the damage? It was so easy to say I wouldn’t worry about it, but how could I not? Not when a whole species of human was on the line, it would be irresponsible… wouldn’t it?
If I wasn’t firstborn, perhaps the advances this would lead to would be necessary to stop whatever disaster my sister inadvertently will cause. The circular argument went around and around. I was tired of second guessing myself, and I knew we were right. All we could really do was live our lives, and hope that our choices didn’t lead to disaster.
I took a deep breath and attached it in an e-mail, sending my thesis to my professor. He had known what I was working on of course, but he hadn’t known I’d succeeded. Not until he reads what I just sent him. I was committed now it seemed, and only time would tell…
Afterword:
I hope you enjoyed book 2 and the short stories and scenes. This story arc will conclude in book three.
About the Author : If you have any comments or suggestions you can send me an email at [email protected]. I started out posting short stories online and at readers’ requests started to publish them. If you like my work, or even if you don’t, please consider leaving a review of this book.
Description
Vinnie and Hope are the children of Vincent and Anise, part demon, part angel, and completely unique in all the worlds. Yet, they have no concept of the danger they are in, or that some have been anticipating their births for eons.
Vinnie and Hope face challenges they are not ready or prepared for. Will they be able to pierce the shadows of deception surrounding their lives, and even their very origins?
This book is told in the first person view, from both the perspective of Hope and Vinnie. Also included at the end of the book is a series of short stories and scenes featuring other characters and events that will tie into book three.
WARNING: This book is an erotic novel. If you are offended by explicit sex, do not buy this book. There is MF, FF, and group scenes of a sexually explicit nature.