Song of Discord

by D. R. Rosier

  I stood up the rest of the way, and then kissed Lisa fervently.

  She murmured, “That was so hot, I forgot how different you are with a man we know.”

  I blushed, and we crawled up onto the bed, and got in a sixty-nine, with me on top. The show was guaranteed to make Tony recover faster. Plus, I could tell Lisa was as hot as I was, we’d both cum at least twice before he joined us, even if he recovered quickly.

  I loved her taste, as I dug in with my tongue, and my body started to tremble almost immediately as she traced my glistening wet silken folds with her tongue. Then I felt a hand between our bodies, and I moaned into her wet hot folds as Tony squeezed my breast, then pinched and twisted my nipple lightly. I could feel his other hand, the back of it anyway, against my stomach as he did the same for Lisa.

  I was incredibly turned on by that, most men just watched while they recovered. The fact he was assisting in our pleasure while spent was a good sign that he was a giving lover. Our night might be better than I’d initially hoped it would.

  Tony said in a reverent tone, “You are so beautiful, both of you.”

  I gasped, as I felt his mouth kiss a soft trail down my back, and then trembled as he reached the crack of my ass, and he kept going. Holy crap, tonight was going to be much better than I’d thought.

  His tongue started to do wonderful things back there, as just inches away Lisa slipped two fingers between my labia, curled them to rub my g-spot, and then sucked in my clit. I was lost in a fog of lust, and dirty pleasure, as I wondered if this was what he fantasized about when he jerked it for me. His tongue in my ass felt dirty, wrong, and so damned good.

  I gasped, as he spanked me hard, adding a delicious radiating and stinging sensation to the dual pleasures I’d already been drowning in. Dirty pleasure and sweet pain joined and fogged my head and filled my body with euphoric pulses from my core.

  Both of them moaned in approval as they pleasured my holes, and the waves of euphoric bliss hit me without warning, like a tornado touching ground, and it wracked my body with rapturous ecstasy. My scream of bliss was muffled, as Lisa aggressively ground up into my face, and blasted my face with her precious liquid bliss.

  Damn, it was going to be a very good night…

  I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so content, as I snuggled into Tony’s side, and caressed Lisa’s body which was snuggled into his other side. Not just sated, I mean content as in complete. It was so late, or perhaps early the next morning would be a better description, and the three of us had been insatiable. I felt pleasantly sore, and very well fucked, in more than one place. We’d been… wild, and I hadn’t held anything back. Let’s just say Tony’s fantasies included more than licking my ass. He loved my tits too, full pert C cups, but he was definitely an ass man. It wasn’t something I did often, but I did enjoy it enough to come to a spectacular finish as he did. Not just from the taboo thrill of it, but from the vulnerable submission inherent in the act which kind of drove me crazy.

  Going by her song, Lisa’s body was in a similar state.

  I hadn’t expected Tony to be very experienced, and in some ways, he hadn’t been. But… he was an incredibly giving and thorough lover, took direction well, was enthusiastic, and after that initial blowjob had a hell of a lot of stamina for rounds two through four. He’d put our pleasure first, just short of worshipping our bodies, and I’d happily done the same for them. He was perfect. A lack of technique could be fixed with time and experience, being a giving lover was either there or it wasn’t. I’d never met a more giving man in bed.

  He held us both tightly, and then cleared his throat.

  “We didn’t talk about this part. Do friends stay the night? I really don’t want to move, and you two feel like heaven against me.”

  I blushed, “That’s up to you, you’re welcome to stay the night. I’m enjoying this too.”

  He kissed the top of my head, and sighed.

  “I do have one other question.”

  I raised my head off his chest to look in his eyes.

  Tony asked, “Who are Lisa and Mel?”

  Oh fuck. And I’d thought we’d done so good. I’d called her Hannah a bunch of times, and she’d called me Ari, but I guess we’d slipped in a moment of passion?

  Lisa said, “It’s a long story, we had our names changed when we moved here. Nothing illegal, we have some unsavory elements looking for us. Mel is short for Melody, and it’s why we named her Aria. I’m a vampire, and Hannah was a name I used to use a long time ago. Sometimes we slip, but the new names will be natural sooner or later.”

  He said, “Oh. Okay. Goodnight.”

  I kissed his chest, and I rested my head back on him. I felt… safe and cared for in his arms, and with Lisa’s hand my waist. I’d stay that way until they were both asleep, then I’d probably grab my kindle…

  Chapter Ten

  The buzz from our wonderful night was overshadowed the next morning as we watched the news on the conference room flat screen. Jeris and Cerise had already left the building to go after a skip, it was the only job we had available that day, so Lisa and I were in the building for the day.

  We’d gotten a text from Scott to check out the news.

  A security guard had done a nightly check of several warehouses the company he worked for owned. It was supposed to be empty, and they’d had trouble with teens partying in the past. But… he’d come across something far more horrifying.

  Ten circles, ten ripped and torn up bodies. So much for ending the threat. No leads yet, but the cops were still on scene gathering evidence.

  “Tony? Could you send Scott your research, maybe it will help the investigation.”

  I still hadn’t looked at it yet, but if the runes specified the hell dimension and the bindings, maybe the specifics of the bindings would give a clue as to what they were up to.

  Tony nodded, “Do you think this is a copycat?”

  I frowned, “Either that, or Jace had apprentices. The job was an execution, but maybe we should have talked to him first.”

  Lisa shook her head.

  “Not our fault. There’d never been more than one victim before last night, and the cops didn’t ask us to capture, just kill to remove the threat.”

  I sighed, “It’s insane, and hard to believe a bunch of mages from here followed that nut bag.”

  Lisa replied, “Maybe they came from outside too, with him. Who knows what Jace had been up to the last few years, since he escaped the death penalty.”

  I frowned, “And they all had to come here?”

  Lisa shrugged, “They had to go somewhere.”

  Tony said, “Not much we can do about it, I’ll send that information, and they can give it to whoever is investigating.”

  I sighed, probably Carol Martin, unless they’re going to bring in a special investigator. Special investigators, just like us, didn’t work directly for the government. But just like we were supernatural beings that contracted to the government for skips, executions, and guard duty, some supernatural contracting companies specialized in investigation and worked for the FBI exclusively.

  Most cases the human cops or FBI could handle, or at least investigate, and then someone like us might be brought in for the takedown if a SWAT team was thought not to be enough. But… some cases needed a supernatural touch even in the investigation. Chances were though, they’d give it to Carol, or us, if the local FBI office or police needed assistance once they’d tracked down who did it.

  I supposed it was possible they’d ask us, but most likely they’d choose Carol for such a high-profile case. The bitch had a lot more connections and experience on paper than Lisa and I did. I wanted to help, the demons discordant songs disgusted me. They were a danger not only to my city, but to the world if they managed to get free of the binding magic.

  I could only imagine that’s what happened so long ago, with the spider demons. Some idiot had lost control of them, and the people managed to confine them somehow. Although, as f
ar as I knew, how they’d attracted all those spider demons to a jail was still an unknown. The place had been flooded after all.

  Tony cleared his throat, and he hit the button on the remote to switch to our camera system.

  “The press is outside.”

  I shrugged, “Nothing good could come of talking to them. We don’t know anything more than they just reported, and we can’t comment on an active investigation anyway. This isn’t good, people hadn’t really started to calm down yet, after we took down Jace two days ago.”

  Lisa said, “Agreed.”

  Tony grunted, “Alright, I’ll send the data to Scott, and let him know we’re ignoring the press camped out in front of our building.”

  I nodded, and he left the room. It wasn’t exactly awkward between us, not because of what we’d done last night, nor was there regret, but we were going to have to figure out how it redefined things between us. In other words, to be blunt, the old professional demeanor between us felt a little wrong, after I’d taken one of his loads in all three of my holes last night. We were friends, lovers, and boss-employee now, and it would take some adjustment.

  Lisa asked, “Spar?”

  I grinned, we were at loose ends today, and that seemed like just as good a plan as any.

  “Just what I need to get my head straight, this news is… alarming.”

  We got up and headed for the workout room.

  “Do you think we should tell Tony about… all the rest?”

  Like me being a half dragon.

  Lisa shrugged, “Maybe? Why don’t we give it some time? He’s turning into a good friend, and last night was great, but we’ve really only known him for a couple of months.”

  I nodded, and when we walked into the workout room I closed the door. With a gesture of my hand, two practice swords flew off the rack, and into our hands. I still needed to practice my magic, and outside of the very subtle connect to the moisture in the air magic, I could only do so in that room which was heavily warded to contain strong magic. I could break it, but not on accident, it would take a lot of effort.

  It was important, even if I didn’t try out new things, which I was, I needed to gauge and control my magic every day. It might be another eighty years before I was at full power, but it grew on almost a daily basis. I was incredibly strong already, in relation to even a powerful mage, but to a full-grown dragon my magic was like a candle to a firestorm.

  Point was, it was growing fast, and if I didn’t keep on top of the control aspect, I’d lose control one day out in the city and betray myself. My magic was too eager and responsive to my thoughts, and only growing more so. To make sure my control continued to evolve with my power, I had to practice.

  I winked at Lisa, and stabbed my sword forward an inch.

  She yelped and turned around, with her hand on her ass.

  I snickered.

  “What did you do?” she demanded as she spun around.

  “I made an ice portal, the width and height of the blade, one end at the end of my blade, and the other side behind your ass.”

  She glared, and then attacked.

  Even connected to the water vapor to track her sword, which moved so fast I could hardly track it with my eyes, she got past my guard one in ten times, over perhaps two seconds she hit me eight times. The staccato rhythm of our swords clanging together sounded like automatic weapons fire.

  She said, “You seemed to enjoy last night.”

  I grinned and focused on the fight. I knew if I tried to talk that she’d hit me even more, which was probably her plan.

  I replied, when she stopped to take a break. We’d probably swung our swords more times in one minute, than a human would practicing the art of the sword from sunup to sundown.

  “Very much. It was better than I expected to be honest. You seemed to as well?”

  She nodded, “I like him a lot. He was as focused on me as he was on you, which surprised me to be honest. It didn’t seem at all calculated either. Well, with the exception of your ass, he really loves your ass.”

  I laughed, “Only because you told him no.”

  She tilted her head, and nodded reluctantly in agreement, “You’re right. He loves my ass too, he’s just not allowed to play with it.”

  I raised an eyebrow, “You’re scheming. What is it?”

  She shook her head with a grin, “You’ll find out.”

  I was intrigued, and turned on, then a moment later desperately trying to defend myself from a nasty flurry of strikes. I was going to have a hell of a lot of bruises, but they’d all be gone an hour after we stopped so I could deal.

  It sucked that I couldn’t hit her back, she was just too fast. Even if she made a mistake, she moved fast enough to compensate. On the good side, I was getting better a lot faster than she was. It was always easier to learn from mistakes, than from success.

  Or so I told myself.

  After our sparring match, and a shower, we kept up with the news which didn’t have anything new on the deaths. Still, it looked as if it might be a cult, rather than a single serial killer, the more I thought about it the more it made sense. We also took the time to catch up on our business paperwork, and to review the last several reports filed by Cerise and Jeris.

  I really hated paperwork, always would. But… it was worth the price of my independence, and for having my own business with the love of my life. It was also a lot easier to deal with nowadays despite how I felt about it. I’d come a long way from that girl with a short temper, quick trigger, and full of angst.

  Or… so I told myself.

  I wasn’t perfect, not by a long shot. But on balance I was at peace with who I was becoming. What I did was far more important than who or what I was. I put criminals away, fought on the side of the angels, I loved Lisa fiercely, and now we had a man, a friend who I could share pleasure with among other things. Yeah, maybe I was fucked up in some ways, but I knew a whole lot of humans that were even more fucked up than I was.

  The floor in Tony’s office was very comfortable. My body tingled and jerked in the aftershocks of pleasure that took my body by storm. I’d just learned what Lisa had been scheming, and I’d never felt more helpless, full, or pleasured as when my body had been pinned between Tony and Lisa, while they’d double penetrated me. The strap-on Lisa used wasn’t at all small either. It wasn’t just the pleasure of being so full, it was also the psychological impact of being used by two people I cared about at the same time. I’d felt helpless, submissive, and the pleasure had been so intense it was like I was merely along for the ride.

  It’d been… intense, and my body felt overloaded, overstimulated. I’d also loved it. I think I’d have done anything they asked of me in that moment, eagerly. I was no longer shocked at my submissive personality, and I was beginning to embrace it wholeheartedly. I felt sexy and wanted for who I was, instead of just for what I was. It was a heady feeling.

  Tony asked, “You okay?”

  I laughed, shook as another aftershock raced through my body, and said, “Never better.”

  Lisa snickered, “Slut.”

  “Bitch,” I muttered lovingly.

  He laughed.

  Lisa shrugged, and blushed.

  We got cleaned up and dressed in time to tackle the afternoon.

  “Coffee, tea, soda, or water?” I asked.

  Scott smiled, “I wouldn’t turn down a coffee.”

  Tony snatched my travel mug and spoke before I could get up.

  “I got it, boss.”

  I smiled in thanks as he walked out.

  “So, was the data we sent in helpful at all?”

  Scott smirked, “I’m not sure, you’ll have to tell me.”

  “Sorry?”

  Scott said, “Earlier today, the lead detective on the case chased down a lead. The other cops didn’t notice anything was wrong, until he lit his trash can on fire. Upon investigation, he burned up all his notes, deleted the files off the mainframe,” he paused as Tony came back in and han
ded us both a coffee, “and destroyed evidence. From what we were able to determine he must have tracked down one of the mages involved, and then been put under a spell. The mayor wants you and Martin Security on the case again, since it worked so well last time, and you’ll be able to overcome that kind of thing.”

  Lisa frowned, “Backups?”

  Scott shook his head, “The Mainframe is backed up every eight hours. The crime was discovered seven hours ago, just after the eight am backup, so we have absolutely nothing. He set fire to both his physical notes, and the DNA evidence recovered, in his trash can. We have the lab sifting through the ash, but it’d be a miracle if it wasn’t a total loss. The scene is still secure, so at least you’ll be able to get out there and get your own pictures, and to see if there’s anything the crime scene techs missed.”

  Tony said, “Send the pictures right away, and I’ll get started on a translation.”

  I nodded absently in agreement.

  Lisa said, “Can you pull his GPS records from his phone?”

  Scott shook his head, “His phone was destroyed, and added to the trash can fire. Lost any pictures on it as well as the GPS record. We are contacting the wireless provider, but the best they can tell us is what cell phone towers he’d been connected to, they don’t pull GPS off the phones or keep a record of it. So, at best, we might be able to provide you with several square blocks of area to search.”

  Lisa asked, “What about Milner’s apartment? We’re already thinking there’s a connection. This looks like a small cult of mages connected to Milner, not a copycat.”

  Scott shrugged, “It was an execution. There was no reason to sweep his apartment at the time, as far as I know it’s already been released for the owner to clear it out and rent out the space. Maybe he hasn’t done it yet, it’s only been two days.”

  “Let’s go there first, you can keep officers at the crime scene until we get there? It shouldn’t take long to sweep his apartment for evidence of co-conspirators.”