The Powerful Pride of an Immortal (Immortal Supers Book 4)

by Kurtis Eckstein

  And it would be forever.

  Lily and Freya had legitimate reasons for putting in the effort to make it work out between the three of us, but there was no decent reason to include Heidi or Lexi, as far as I was aware. Not to mention, I wasn’t even sure how the sisters would feel about sharing me between themselves , making it a loss even if the impossible happened.

  Of course, me ‘wanting it’ could be viewed as a reason, but no woman added another female to the relationship just because the guy wanted it. If anything, she might leave the guy for even wanting to add another woman.

  So I was at a loss.

  I wanted Heidi. And I wanted Lexi too.

  But I couldn’t have either. And even if I could have one, it would only be the one.

  Which meant, stopping Heidi from going out on a potentially harmless date just seemed wrong.

  Selfish and wrong.

  As we stood in silence, Heidi finally took a step away, paused, and then walked over to grab her leather jacket on a dining room chair. She folded it over her arm, probably just taking it in case it got cold later, since it was a warm day outside.

  “Hey,” she said, getting my attention again.

  I looked up at her, seeing a torn expression on her face. “Yeah?”

  “I-If we see a movie, then the latest I should be home is nine.” She paused. “W-Want to watch something ‘actiony’ when I get back?”

  I shook my head, prompting her expression to drop. “No, Heidi. You can pick whatever you want, and I’ll watch it with you. Anything at all.”

  She looked stunned for half a second, before a genuine smile touched her lips. “Okay. And don’t forget to save me some,” she added, with a playfully serious expression.

  I nodded, doing my best to return the smile. “Be safe,” I managed.

  She nodded in return, turning to leave.

  The moment the door closed behind her, Freya appeared around the corner, looking as concerned as ever. I’d been completely focused on Heidi, so I wasn’t sure if she’d heard our exchange or not. Without hesitation, she walked right up to me and gave me a hug, squeezing me tightly. Her chest was still massive, but we’d been using a lot more formula to feed Eden in the last few days, so that Freya’s highly adaptable body would allow her to wear a more manageable bra. Right now she was wearing one of Lily’s black nightgowns, stretched as tight as it could be at the chest, nearly overflowing, while hanging loosely around her waist.

  For a while now, she’d been dressing purely for comfort, rather than any desire to be sexy. Except that everything ‘comfortable’ was super sexy.

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

  I took a deep breath. “For what? About Eden?”

  “That too.”

  I pulled away slightly to look down at her, prompting her to meet my gaze, her crimson eyes sympathetic. “Heidi?” I asked quietly.

  She sighed. “It’s hard for me to accept that you want her when you have me and Lily. But I can at least understand your pain.”

  I gently kissed her on the forehead. “And I’m sorry for always wanting more. It sucks because I know how that probably makes you feel, and it makes me feel ashamed and miserable, but at the same time…” My voice trailed off.

  Freya shook her head. “I don’t think it’s an issue of you wanting more. Whenever we’ve been out, we’ve come across a lot of objectively hot women, and you never give them even a glance. Even with Lily lacking her implants, you still only focus on your family.” She frowned. “The problem is that circumstance has brought Heidi and Lexi into our lives in a very vulnerable way, and your desire to protect them easily shifted into love. And even that isn’t necessarily a problem in itself. Rather the true issue is that they’re both objectively hot women who could be viable relationship material.”

  “So what are you trying to say? That you’re okay that I want them?”

  She frowned. “No, I’m really not. But I’m also not angry at you for it. Still, you really have been stepping a little too close to the line recently. Like on Wednesday in Lexi’s office,” she added, just in case there was any doubt what she was referring to.

  I grimaced.

  “So,” she continued firmly. “I’ve decided to try giving you some incentive to do better.”

  Oh shit, I didn’t like the sound of that at all. I felt the blood drain from my face.

  Her expression became even more serious. “From now on, if you successfully deny yourself in a situation like that, I’m going to do wonderful, wonderful things to you as a reward.”

  I stared at her like an idiot, trying to process what she just said. Because it was the complete opposite of what I was expecting.

  She pulled on my neck then, bringing her lips up to my ear. “Want me to sit you in my lap and jerk you off? Or suck you while I smother you in between my thighs? Or let you suck on me while I gently kiss you on the temple.” She paused to kiss me for emphasis, her soft lips warm against my skin. “Whatever you want, baby. Because I can promise you that I can do it all ten times better.”

  And , now I needed to make a trip to the bedroom.

  And shit, she knew exactly what she was doing. She grinned, as she reached down to feel me, only to look over her shoulder at the small entry table where we stashed our stuff, like purses, wallets, keys, and such.

  Without hesitation, she bounced away from me, grabbed her purse and my wallet, before bouncing right back, her chest offering quite the visual the whole time. She then grabbed my hand and began dragging me toward the doorway that led to the tunnel connecting the house to our garage. I followed in confusion as she quietly shut the first door behind us.

  “Are we going somewhere?” I asked seriously, since she wasn’t exactly dressed to go out in public, and I knew she had her keys in her purse.

  “You’ll see,” she replied seductively, continuing down the tunnel.

  Once we got into the garage, she led me to my four-seater Mustang, the only model they made with four seats, and popped open the back door.

  “Get in,” she instructed firmly.

  I began doing as she asked, only for her to kick me in the ass just hard enough to shove me inside. By the time I sat up in the backseat, she’d already climbed in as well, closing the door behind her.

  “What–”

  She put her finger on my lips to silence me, and then began pushing on my chest to force me down. I slid a little bit so I was more comfortable, watching as she began pulling out all the cash we had on hand.

  “Now,” she began, straddling my thigh while lifting up her nightie to reveal a black latex thong . Damn, her pale skin was so silky smooth, and sharply contrasted against her lingerie. She held up a bill from the stack and then pulled on the thin shiny band stretched across her bony hip. “We’re going to play a little game,” she said seductively, snapping the strap back in place to hold the bill.

  Holy hell.

  Yes please.

  A game involving money that I knew I was going to get back – or that I didn’t really care about in the first place – wouldn’t have been interesting.

  Yet Freya found a way to make it very interesting.

  Round one was her going down on me, except that I couldn’t touch her, and the moment I moved even just the tiniest bit, she would stop what she was doing and add a bill to her thong or slip one somewhere around her chest. Needless to say, it was pretty much impossible to have an orgasm while remaining completely motionless, because a person’s muscles naturally began tensing once they were close.

  And Freya could sense movement that even I wasn’t aware of.

  I felt like I was being tormented by a dominatrix hooker, as if I was one of her customers paying to have her taunt them with her off-limits heavy breasts and sexy latex lingerie, all while she made it nearly impossible for them to fully relieve themselves.

  After almost getting me there a good twenty times, we started round two.

  She began by hiking up her latex nightie and then sitting
on my face, staring down at me while demanding that I try to steal the money from her. Problem was, she was a ton stronger than me, which meant it ultimately resulted in me having a very wet face combined with my meager attempts of trying to grab a bill.

  She eventually let me snag the ones from her chest first, teasing me repeatedly by letting me just barely touch one before yanking my hand away, her own fingers like shackles on my wrists, before finally letting me attempt for the ones closer to my face. She also teased me by brushing her chest with my fingertips, moaning from the sensation, all while I was unable to get my own relief.

  Her jaw was popping a ton, so we finally got to the point where she needed to satisfy her bloodlust. It was something I was so used to at this point in our lives that it didn’t negatively impact my arousal at all.

  Round three was then a repeat of round one, except that she flipped around to keep my head between her legs, going down on me while we were in a sixty-nine. Same as before, she stopped the moment I budged or tensed, snapped another bill in place, and continued on after letting me cool down for a few seconds.

  About to go crazy at that point, I finally just went to town on her, grabbing her heavy chest as I did so. Initially, it caused her to stop what she was doing until I got her close enough that she decided to give up on the game and finish the job, like the good little slut she was. The moment I got there, she immediately followed, the two of us moaning and panting as we both worked to prolong the ecstasy.

  Needless to say, it was pretty great.

  Once I caught my breath, my face still in between her silky thighs, I finally spoke up. “Nice of you to present me with your only weakness,” I teased, pressing my chin against her for emphasis.

  She twitched in response. “That was pretty risky though,” she taunted playfully, kissing me down there again. “I might have just let you get me there, instead of breaking the rules. And then what?”

  “Then I might have brought out the big guns and made you,” I countered, knowing she knew I was referring to my astral limbs.

  “Hmm, that could be fun.” She finally sat up, squishing down on me on purpose, before scooting forward to look back at me. “I might like that,” she admitted. “A lot.”

  “Do we need to come up with a safeword?” I teased with a grin.

  She scoffed. “Not for me. If you want to take control of me and use me, you go right ahead big boy.” She then frowned. “Definitely for Lily though, if she ever wanted to do that kind of thing, but that’s not really her kink. A little bit of tying up and restraint is fine, but not anything rough.”

  “Right,” I agreed, finally sitting up. I was well aware that Lily preferred a more gentle, affectionate, and romantic touch. Freya, on the other hand, liked a lot of things. Honestly, I wasn’t sure there were too many things she didn’t like.

  Despite everything we’d just done, Freya was much more presentable than me, so she snuck into the house, made sure the coast was clear and then waved me on to go take a shower. Oddly enough, despite all the physical exertion just now, I hadn’t broken a sweat at all, which was honestly a little strange, but I took a shower anyway. In the meantime, she went back to the garage to wipe down my seats, which really wasn’t necessary since she didn’t have a scent at all, and she definitely didn’t let any of my stuff get anywhere.

  However, I supposed it couldn’t hurt.

  In the shower, I did my best to try to enjoy the water cascading over me, not really feeling the heat even though it was as hot as it would go, attempting to focus on how amazing the last hour had been. However, my thoughts kept tugging in a different direction, attempting to return to someone else in particular.

  Heidi.

  8: Distractions

  Heidi Stockton

  April 13, 2735 – Current Day – Early Evening

  Heidi sat in her pearly white Corvette as she debated whether or not she really wanted to see a movie with her date. They had just finished socializing over coffee, and she told him she had to check up on something, and would let him know if she could do it. He was currently in his silver car, next to hers, patiently waiting to see if she wanted to go or not.

  If she was being honest, she really enjoyed talking with the guy. He was easy to talk to, and really handsome too. He’d been easy to talk to the last few days, and it seemed that translated to face-to-face conversations as well.

  However…

  Heidi shook her head, trying to rid her thoughts of the pair of blue eyes that looked so devastated barely an hour ago. She couldn’t focus on that right now, because the man she wanted couldn’t be hers. Really, she didn’t want to be in a super serious relationship, but she couldn’t even have a little bit of the man she wanted.

  However, at the same time, she felt like she was betraying him by being on this date.

  But it was just a date.

  “It’s no big deal,” she whispered to herself. “Just a movie. And then I’ll go home and watch something with Sam.”

  But she still wasn’t sure.

  After a few more minutes of thought, she considered that she really did want to see the movie they were planning to get tickets for. And she hadn’t been out to see a movie in theaters in four years. If she did nothing else, she should at least do that much. Part of the reason for this date was to force herself to get out of the house.

  And while she could just go see the movie on her own, it would be nice to go with someone.

  Unexpectedly, her phone vibrated with a message from her date. He didn’t actually have her phone number though, instead all communications occurring through the app itself.

  “Hey, if you want to try some other time, it’s fine.”

  Polite. He was really polite.

  And handsome.

  She quickly typed back. “Nah, we can go. Just making sure it was the movie I wanted to see.” She then glanced at him in his vehicle, watching him read her message and then look over at her with a warm smile.

  And that’s when it hit her.

  She’d picked a guy that kind of looked like Sam.

  ❖ ❖ ❖

  Sam Archer

  April 13, 2735 – Current Day – Early Evening

  Once I was out of the shower, I noted that everyone was upstairs, minus Heidi, and got back to fixing dinner. We’d spent almost an hour in my car’s backseat, but it didn’t appear anyone had tried searching for us or anything. Granted, I supposed Lily would know that if we were missing, it was probably for a good reason, assuming Freya didn’t already warn her in advance.

  The oven had been preheated for a while now, so I popped in the raw chicken to cook, and began working on chopping up the rest of the veggies, as well as making some additions to the chili sauce, knowing exactly what Heidi liked.

  Heidi…

  Heidi glanced up at the hot guy while they stood in line to get popcorn, admiring his handsome face, dark hair, and blue eyes, all while a whirlwind of complicated emotions swirled around inside of her. She hadn’t realized it when she first started talking to the guy just a few days ago, but now that she was really looking at him, she was confident he really did look like Sam. And even more, he was respectful like Sam. Really respectful, and sweet.

  And hot.

  Which actually just made her depressed. She was on a date with a Sam stand-in when really she’d just rather be on a date with Sam.

  The guy, Liam, was scanning the menu above the counter, as if there were a ton more options than just popcorn and soda. Of course, there were plenty of other options, but who seriously went for that extra stuff? Movies needed popcorn, not chocolate, candy, or nachos.

  Liam looked down at her then, giving her a grin that forced a smile on her face.

  Damn, he was handsome.

  “Sure you don’t want me to get it for you?” he wondered.

  “Nah,” she replied with a grin. “I like paying for my own stuff.”

  Blinking a couple of times, realizing I’d spaced out a little even while my hands were st
ill at work, I checked on the chicken and then ran upstairs, since the timer still had a bit to finish up. Now that Freya had helped me out earlier, I felt a lot more level-headed and relaxed, including with the situation regarding Heidi.

  I mean, I still didn’t like it, but now I was looking forward to us hanging out later when she got back. Like, I was totally going to sit right next to her, whether Lily or Freya decided to join on my other side or not. And of course, I definitely didn’t like the idea of Heidi doing anything at all with another guy, but for some reason I just didn’t feel too overly concerned at the moment.

  Plus, hanging out with everyone upstairs was a nice distraction too. Eden was only a week old, yet she was already looking like she was almost two or three months old, grabbing everything in sight with her tiny little hands, especially people’s hair. It was really cute watching Rose play with her, all of us enjoying watching them interact.

  I finally made my way downstairs when the chicken was done, beginning to chop it up so I could finish cooking everything together. As might be expected, given the dish I was making, the task caused my thoughts to wander to Heidi again…

  Heidi popped a few pieces of popcorn in her mouth, letting her mouth water from the salt as she chewed on them slowly while she stared at the screen. This had been a movie she wanted to see, yet she was finding it difficult to focus on the beginning of it. Her date was being considerate by keeping the hand closest to her free, not being too obvious that he wanted to hold her hand, but every time she glanced at it, she immediately wished it was Sam’s hand instead.

  Dammit.

  This date was supposed to help her stop focusing on him so much, but because of her subconscious choice in picking out a guy who looked like Sam, now all she could think about was Sam, Sam, Sam.

  Dammit.

  Heidi wanted to see this movie…but she was starting to want to just go home and watch something with Sam instead. Plus, he told her he’d watch anything she wanted, prompting her mischievous side to want to leave right now and put that promise to the test.