by Kat Blak
“No, sorry I don’t, ” he responds with a laugh.
“OK, how about a tree I could climb down?”
“Also a no, you are going to have to walk down the stairs inside the house,” he responds, shaking his head in amusement. Eyeing the window, maybe I could just jump. People have survived from bigger falls. I can deal with a broken leg a whole lot better than a broken ego. Egos are harder to fix than a simple bone. Looking around, I see that there is no mirror in the room. Great. I should stay and talk to him about what happened with my power, but I don't really want to while I have his cum dripping down my leg.
“OK, I think I'm going to head out,” I say awkwardly. That’s when I look down at the dress that Tek ripped off my body. Oh fuck, I literally have nothing to wear and I’m about to freak out until I see him moving. I watch as Tek walks towards me, each step he takes is measured. Once he reaches me, he places his fingers on my chin to tilt my head back. Just having his touch again makes me feel hot and wanton once more. All previous awkwardness seems to have vanished in a puff of smoke. With my neck exposed, Tek lightly runs his nose from my collar bone to just below my ear. His beard feels the same as it did when it was running up my thigh. Goosebumps break out all over my skin, and a shiver travels down my spine. Before I know what Tek is doing he slides one of his long t-shirts over my head. It hangs down to my knees and covers all of my modesty, which is perfect. The feeling of being enclosed by Tek’s scent and presence is so comforting, but there is no denying what we have been upto. I take a big deep breath and notice Tek is eyeing me with dark desire. I think he might quite like seeing me in his clothes.
“I will walk you out,” Tek says in my ear with his husky voice. His bedroom voice causes my legs to turn to jelly, and my mind to go all mushy.
“Okay,” is the only word my brain can articulate right now. Looking at his face, and the cheeky grin he is currently wearing, I can tell he knows the exact effect he is having on me. I could easily take him back to bed right now and have a few more orgasms, but I think it's time to face the music and the rest of the guys.
Straightening my back, I grab hold of the door handle and open the door. What I hadn't expected was to find the three other guys leaning against the opposite wall. Oh shit. I can feel my face getting hotter the longer I stand there gaping. I’m not sure where to look. So instead I look everywhere else, except at the guys.
“Righty Roo, time for me to go,” I responded, dashing down the stairs as fast as possible and outside into the street. As I walk down the street heading for home, I can't believe that just happened. Who the fuck says Righty Roo? Now I look like a lunatic in a t-shirt running down the street. I could quite easily die of embarrassment right now. I'm supposed to be the cool, fortune reading chick. Instead these guys make me feel like a bumbling mess.
I need the twenty minute walk home to sort my head out. These guys seem to be sending me spiralling. At least it's the weekend tomorrow so I won't have to deal with men and their issues. I need to do some quiet meditation, maybe try and contact Mother Nature again and tell her to find someone else for the mission.
As I'm walking home, I stop dead in the middle of the sidewalk. The hair on the back on my neck is standing on end. Looking behind me I don't see anything, but I can definitely feel eyes on me. Taking a few more steps, I keep my eyes and ears alert for any sign of trouble, but still nothing. However, the feeling of someone watching me stays until I reach the top of our street. Then it just suddenly stops as fast as it started. Maybe it was one of the guys walking me home, but they didn't want to say anything. I will lock this away in my mind somewhere for future reference. There’s just something in my gut telling me that I need to remember this.
Finally arriving back at home, I head straight through the shop and upstairs into the apartment. Mom is in the sitting room reading another book. From what I can see of the blurb on the back of the book, it’s on the many different smells that can be used to help with sex and increase sexual pleasure.
“Hi honey, how did dinner go?” Mom asks without looking up from the book.
“It went,” I responded with a big sigh. “I don't know what Mother Nature has told you, but I'm going to fail this mission. I'm useless, Nunu and I had a moment and then my power went all haywire and zapped the poor guy.” I practically shout out at my mom. Yet she still sits there, looking serene and waiting for me to go on. I’m pretty sure she hasn’t noticed the t-shirt, or if she has she doesn’t feel the need to mention it. Heading to the kitchen I grab a cold drink from the fridge, all the sex and walking home seems to have given me one hell of a dry mouth.
“Go on,” Mom says, following me with her eyes and still has the look of complete relaxation on her face. I am freaking out here, how is she still so damn calm?
“Then tonight, we all had dinner and laughed and joked. Well, that was until blonde Barbie turns up for her fuck date with Cal and everything went out the window.” Ok, so me running away from them and not staying to talk was probably a really childish decision. I know that. I know I’m not fucking perfect, believe me. But it's hard when I know how this is going to end and they don't. It’s hard to think about any of the guys with anybody else, but the real killer is the fact Cal knew it would hurt me and he did it anyway. I know he can tell I have feelings for him and yet he still invited her. That hurt worse than anything and that is why I fled. The pain was too much.
I slump down on the couch next to Mom. “I also slept with Tek tonight. My power zapped him too, however, he just took it in his stride.” I love my mom and the relationship we have, but I draw the line at telling her all the guys could have been standing outside the room listening to us go at it, or that not even my underwear survived the experience.
“Do you think the other guys will be offended that you slept with Tektite?” she asks.
“I don't know. I know we have always been different and that I have taken multiple partners before, but they don't know this way of life. They could perceive it as cheating on one another.” Shit, I hadn’t even thought about that until now. Mom has always been different from me. She has never been into multiple partners, she said it’s because she’s only ever had one love, and has yet to find any more. Whereas, my Nan had several partners at once. They were all married and all lived in the same house. They all saw Mom as their daughter, and she saw them all as her Dad’s. They didn’t care who her biological Dad was and neither did she.
We don't really talk about my father. Mom said he was protecting us when we were being hunted down for our powers. That is the reason we are always moving around, never settling down. It's why we try to stay low key now. Always changing our names and identities. We run our online shop via an anonymous portal. It's the same portal that supplies us with forged documentation. We pay money into an account, then a week later we are delivered new paperwork and it’s time to move on. We haven’t had a run in with the hunters since. Mom has always managed to stay one step ahead. My guess now would be that Mother Nature has been leading her via visions.
The hunters had finally caught up with Mom when she was pregnant with me and Dad had stopped them by sacrificing himself, giving Mom time to run. Dad didn't know about Seerers or anything like that until he met Mom. Mom still says to this day they were fated mates. That fate had led them to each other. Since my dad she has never dated or even looked at another guy. That’s why I thought Andrew's little crush on her was funny. She wouldn't even look twice at him.
I would’ve loved to have met him, as I think most of my personality comes from him. I feel like part of me is missing without knowing him, but it's also hard to miss something you never had to start with.
“Ok, and if they are open to the idea?” she asks. It takes a while for my brain to catch up with what we had been talking about before my brain decided to take a walk down memory lane.
“Then my vision will come to pass and everything will be fine with the world,” I say with a sigh. Not wanting to talk about this anymore I dec
ided to change the subject. “New book?” I ask.
“Yes, it came in with the new shipment. Apparently guys can be turned on by the smell of donuts,” she says while picking up the book and looking over the cover. Oh God, now I have the image of Tek standing there with a donut on his dick in the same way as a cock ring would be worn. Even after the amazing sex we had tonight I’m still feeling horny and that image gets me all hot and wet again. Fuck, I’m still not wearing any pants.
I jump up from the couch before I have a chance to leave a wet patch. “Well, I think it’s time I call it a night. Goodnight, Mom,” I say backing out of the room.
“Goodnight, honey,” she responds before turning her attention back on the book in hand.
Chapter Twenty-One
Waking up to a slight tugging on my hair is a very strange sensation, as I know I'm not tugging on my own hair. Hearing a slight hissing noise next to my ear has my heart pounding. How the hell did a snake get into my room? I'm a lover of all Mother Nature's creatures, but there are some that I like to love from afar. Snakes being one of them.
Trying to move away from my pillow as slowly as possible, I'm hoping that the snake won't see me as a threat and cool its jets. Once I think I’m far enough away, I turn my head to see Taz sitting on the pillow doing some crazy ass paw gestures.
“What the fuck was that noise you made? I thought you were a freaking snake. I all but shit myself,” I say in a huff while plonking my ass back on my bed. Before I'm able to release any more profanities at my so-called familiar, she is scampering up my arm and placing her tiny hand against my temple again. Closing my eyes I see Mother Nature standing in the grove again looking directly at me, curling her finger in a come hither motion. Opening my eyes, I’m guessing this is her way of sending me an SOS or a flare in the sky. Finally taking stock of my surroundings, I can see the sun pouring in through my curtains. Damn, what time is it?
Looking at the cat clock on the wall, you know the ones that have the swishing tail, it’s one of those and it reads eleven in the morning. Damn, I must have been really tired to sleep that long. I could quite easily go back to sleep, but I'm not sure how long I have, or how long is acceptable to keep Mother Nature waiting. She’s been waiting a long time for humanity to get its shit sorted, so I’d imagine she has a lot of patience. Not that I plan on testing it though. Anyway, I should probably get up and get my own shit sorted.
Once standing from my bed, I turn and look back down at Taz as she settles into my pillow. “You have to be shitting me, you're going to sleep? You're not going to come and see what she has to say?” With that she stands back up, turns her back to me and proceeds to settle back down. “Fine, it's just me then,” I mutter to myself while heading out of the bedroom into the sitting room.
Once in the sitting room, I start getting sorted in the circle. It doesn't have to be as big this time, as it's only going to be for me. The same crystal I used last time is still sitting on the altar. It’s slate gray coloring seems lighter than last time, and there seems to be more gold running through it this time as well. I feel bad as I haven't done any meditation over the last few days. I’ve been so busy inside my own mind and dealing with the guys that I haven't been focusing on my power. Maybe after this I will go downstairs and have a tinkle around the shop, soak up some of it’s calming energy.
Grabbing the salt, I pour a thin line around me in the form of a circle. Don't let the movies fool you, it takes years of practice to form a circle as good as ours. If I asked one of the guys to create a circle, it would be all over the place and look more like a penis then a circle. Lighting the candles and burning some incense helps to calm my mind and get me into the right headspace. Watching the way the smoke curls up from the incense stick is a good sign. It means there’s no negative energy disrupting this space. Whereas, if the smoke was to move either left or right away from the stick, I would have to cleanse the space with several herbs.
Taking the crystals the guys left here off the table, I decide to use those to help stabilize all the power I will be using inside the circle. Connecting my spirit to Mother Nature’s takes a lot, and when using that much power across different veils it can become very turbulent and unstable. Grabbing a pillow off the couch in case I end up on my back again, I don’t have the guys to catch me this time, so I place it behind me. I get comfortable on the floor in the lotus position.
Closing my eyes, I try to settle my mind, but all I keep seeing is a naked Tek and an angry Nunu. It's going to be harder this time to find my calm place. Taking a deep breath, holding it in my lungs while I mentally count to four, then slowly releasing the breath, I count back down from four. On the third set, my mind brings up the image of Tek kneeling on the floor between my legs. Licking a line up the inside of my leg, the warm, wet sensation is followed along by the bristly feeling of his beard. It's a mixture that I never expected to get me as hot as it does.
Shaking my head, I try and dispel the image. Being this turned on is not a good way to meet Mother Nature. Opening my eyes, I stretch my arms above my head and move them out to the left and then to the right. It feels good to stretch my muscles. Maybe I should schedule a yoga session today as well, these stretches are releasing more knots than I knew I had. Keeping my arms out, I lean all the way forward, so my head is touching the floor. Feeling and hearing the cracking sound from stretching my spine is bliss. Sitting back up to my full height, I'm ready to try again.
Closing my eyes, I look inside myself for my power. Once I tap into it I release a sigh. Finally, I have reached the level of tranquility I need. Opening my eyes, I see that the gold lines inside the crystal are pulsing and swirling. Keeping my eyes locked on the lines, I push a little of my energy into the crystal. Before I can take my next breath my eyes are closing and this time I can feel myself being taken away.
When I manage to open my eyes again, I see that I'm standing in the grove with Mother Nature in front of me.
“Good morning, Daughter,” she says with a smile. This is good, it means she isn't angry at me.
“Good morning, Goddess,” I respond with my own smile. There is just something about her that makes me feel at peace. Maybe it's the area we are in, or maybe it's just her presence alone.
“Dear child, please call me Gaea. Of all the names I have been called over the years that has always been my favorite. It makes me sound exotic, don't you think?” She says with a wink.
“Uh yeah, I guess,” I say, not really wanting to disagree with her. Just because I haven't seen her angry, doesn't mean she won't get mad. I’m still trying to look like I’m casually gazing all around the grove, as I don't want to stare at her too long. She is naked again. Boobs and all on display. “So, Taz showed me that you wanted to speak to me?” I say up into the air. It's hard talking to someone you don't want to look at.
“It's safe to look,” she says with a giggle. Turning my eyes towards Mother Nature I can see that once again she is dressed in the gold material. I know my face is bright red by now, it's not very often you get called out on your insecurity by a Goddess. “I have been informed that you have been doubting yourself?” She sounds very sad when she says that, like doubting oneself is the worst thing you could do. I think maybe Taz has been telling tales on me, little brat.
“Um- yeah, I guess I am,” I say embarrassed. Lowering myself to the grass, I run my hands over it. It's the perfect dark green color and feels so soft to touch. “Are you sure you picked the right person? Surely someone else out there is better suited for this than me.” Sighing, I don't want to disappoint her, but I think she needs to know the truth. Hell, I scared the shit out of one, and had sex with the other. One of them is a man whore who is definitely not interested in me, and the other I'm still undecided on.
“Well you have already unlocked two, only two more to go. But be warned they know about you now,” Gaea says in such a way that the words don't sound foreboding at all. In fact, it sounds like she is asking if I want to go for ice cream.
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br /> “What do you mean? Who knows about me? What have I unlocked?” I rush out, desperately needing answers to the questions swirling around in my mind, but also knowing we are short on time.
“Daughter, you know I can't give you all the answers, somethings you have to find out for yourself. Just know, I have all the faith in the world in your abilities.” She places a hand on my cheek, while looking deeply into my eyes. If she was a guy I would expect her to lean in to kiss me. “Oh,” she gasps looking around. “Our time is up, you have guests waiting. Be as honest with them as you can. Open your heart up. Who knows, maybe the universe will surprise you,” she finishes with a wink.
Before I have a chance to open my mouth and reply she is leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. As her lips touch my skin it causes tingles to travel all over my body. My eyes begin to close from the feeling of euphoria that her kiss caused.
I know I’m back in the apartment when I can smell all the things that remind me of home. Basil, sage, lavender, tonk. It's one thing I have always loved about working with different herbs, all the different smells and the feelings they can invoke. Opening my eyes slowly, I know I'm lying on my back when I see two eyes appear above me.
“Hope you don't mind, the door was unlocked,” Nunu says. “I did knock a few times first, but nobody answered.”
“Yeah, I was kind of in a meeting,” I responded whilst trying to sit up. Maybe if I don't make eye contact with him we can act like nothing weird is going on. Rising to my feet a little too fast causes my head to swim. I see Nunu reach over to try and steady me, but that would break the circle. I hold my hands up and yell, “Stop! The circle is still connected.” Watching as he lowers his hands to his side, he looks up at me after checking that he has not disrupted the circle.
When our eyes meet I can feel my power pulsing. It feels like it's hammering in time with my heart beat. “I'm sorry, but we need to talk,” he says, looking straight at me.