by Jamie Hawke
“That’s when the attack came, catching us off guard,” the middle brother said.
“All of you?” I asked.
He leaned back, grimaced, and shrugged.
“We were kinda… tag teaming her,” the older brother said.
“To be fair, it was more of an orgy,” the younger brother cut back in. “I still remember the way Prince Charming was watching as one of the evil step-sisters and Cinderella were going down on me, while the other step-sister was fingering my bum. It was all sorts of fucked up.”
“But you loved it,” the older brother said, laughing.
“I’m so sorry about them,” Elisa said, looking horrified.
“Ah, come now,” her older brother said. “As if your friend here hasn’t had his fair share of fun? You playing innocent now, sis?”
She blushed, turning to the fire. I refused to say anything on the matter.
The younger brother scoffed, then looked at me with skepticism. “You’re treating her right, aren’t you?”
“He’s the perfect gentleman,” Pucky said, joining me with a hand on my shoulder. “Now, weren’t you telling a story?”
The older brother grinned. “Ah, right. So there I was, finally through the forest that is Rapunzel’s nether regions, when a ball of flames erupted just outside the window. Screams followed, and all of us ran out to fight… forgetting we were naked.”
“We still took out a good twenty or so of the witches before they had us.”
“The witches?” I asked.
The oldest nodded. “Hekate wasn’t among them. I hear she’s on your side now?”
I nodded.
“Well, good. These ones served her, so if we ever meet the lady, we might have words to exchange.”
“Noted,” I replied.
“And you?” Nivian asked, turning the conversation back my way. “You’ve been doing well out there?”
I glanced around, wondering where Sekhmet and her sister were, but remembered the question. “Actually, it’s been more of a struggle than I thought. For one, my clothes are still wet from when a fight took me into the river.”
Red perked up at that, looking at me with concern, but it was Pucky, still standing at my side who ran a hand down my shirt and started to pull at it.
“We need to dry you off, get you out of these wet clothes,” she said.
I pulled back, covering my torso again. “Maybe… not right here?”
Nivian looked away as if that would be enough, but Arthur chuckled, pointing back toward the other side of the clearing. “We set up a couple of tents over there, figuring staying here instead of trudging back would make sense. We had them for longer excursions, though Sekhmet took one.”
“Yes, I was wondering about her.”
“She went to find answers,” Red said. “We told her she’d be better off waiting, but she insisted. Said she’d be fine, being a goddess and all.”
I frowned, then chuckled. While they were all basically either Myths or Legends, it was interesting the way some considered themselves above the rest, simply because of how humanity had labeled them at some point or another.
“Well, I imagine she’ll be fine,” I said, then started toward where Arthur had said the tents would be.
Red stood to join me, and then Pucky was there, too.
“You’ll excuse me if I take the time to catch up with my brothers?” Elisa asked.
“Of course,” I replied. “But… I don’t really need help.”
“What’re you going to do, sit around naked by yourself?” Pucky asked with a grin.
“I figured you could at least use a red cloak while your clothes dried,” Red added.
She had a point, though imagining myself walking around naked except for the cloak of Little Red Riding hood made me feel weird on all sorts of levels. I nodded, but more because the idea of their warmth was rather welcome right then.
We left the clearing and found Sharon there, standing watch. She’d caught our scent and was watching our arrival.
“Everything okay?” she asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ll relieve you in a few minutes,” Red said with a wink.
“That’s all you need?” I asked.
She laughed. “Presumptuous, much?” Her eyes roamed over me, then she nodded. “But yes, that should do it.”
Pucky chuckled, and I knew exactly where this was going. The fact that they were going to give Sharon a turn, though, was interesting. First, I was looking forward to what I was getting comfortable with. The ladies led me into the tent, Pucky quick to strip off my clothes and then pull her own top off, pressing her breasts against me as she pressed her lips to my neck, hands caressing my back.
“Just trying to help you get warm,” she said, seductively.
I laughed. “All the blood’s going to one spot though. Will that still work?”
Red pressed up against me from behind, apparently nude now too, I realized as I felt her perky nipples, her soft breasts on my back. One of her hands found my almost-hard cock, held it as it stiffened the rest of the way, and then moaned.
“Mmmm,” Red said, “it’s on fire.”
Pucky and Red were both pressed against me then, caressing my body as I ran my hands over them in turn. I loved the feel of their curves, appreciating the dip of Pucky’s lower back one minute, grabbing a handful of Red’s ass the next, and enjoying the celebration of flesh for what it was. Then we were kissing, tongues mixed between the three of us, my hands caressing breasts before moving south. I felt between their legs, curious who was wetter and making a little contest out of it in my mind. Finding Red to be the wetter of the two, I turned to Pucky and knelt, kissing along the way, then lifted her up to bring her to the ground so I could use my tongue and help out. Soon she was moaning and clutching me, Red’s breasts against my back as she whispered into my ear that it was her turn.
I happily obliged, turning to go down on her while Pucky stuck her head between my legs to give me a blowjob from below. Red’s pussy welcomed me, clit hard and easy to find, and soon I had her moaning as well.
When it was done, Pucky rolled me over, holding my cock with both hands and kissing the tip, but then pulled back.
“No…” I moaned, not wanting her to stop.
“You and Sharon,” she said, and shrugged playfully. “We need to make sure you’re not totally spent.”
Red laughed at that, still lying on her back. “Take it from me. After that much pleasure, you don’t want to move.”
I nodded, but felt like I would explode.
“You look….” Pucky’s eyes roamed over me, hungrily. “Changed.”
“Not the same guy you met at the convention center, huh?” I asked.
Red laughed. “Not at all.”
“Hey.”
“Same person here,” Pucky said, finger at my temple, then hand to my heart. “And here…” it lowered, grabbing my cock. “Though here? I’d say it’s a bit used now.”
“Time for a new one?” I asked, then laughed as I tried to cover any insecurity that might have crept into my voice.
Her eyes went wide, and she shook her head. “Never.”
“Never?” I looked to Red, then, and she was considering me, eyes on my cock in Pucky’s hand, then did something unexpected. She leaned in, kissed my cheek, and said, “Never.”
It just didn’t seem like something Red would’ve done or said. All of this was amazing and I would never do anything to jeopardize it, but I’d never even stopped to think about what it all meant.
Were all of these ladies feeling this way? Did they plan on being with me forever, as in like, marriage? I was pretty sure the standard idea of marriage to multiple people wasn’t legal, but maybe in worlds like this it meant something else entirely.
I decided there was no better way to understand than to ask.
“When you say, ‘forever,’ what exactly do you mean?”
“Forever,” Red frowned, as if that was all that needed saying.
Both stared at me in shock.
“Would you… want us to?” Red asked, looking appalled.
“No!”
“Oh, good.” Pucky chuckled. “For a minute there I thought you were going to say you wanted your old pal Chris thrown into the mix or something, and sorry, but—”
“I meant, leaving me, going and fucking someone else,” I clarified.
“Why would you think that?” Pucky asked, and Red just sighed, looking at me with confusion.
“I’m not saying I thought that. I’m saying… I mean, where I come from, people date for a bit, fool around, maybe move in together and then decide if they want to get married. Usually. And if that happens, they’re together forever.”
“Are you asking if we want to marry you?” Red asked, skeptically. “Because I gotta say, this is a weird proposal if s—”
“No! I mean, not that I’d be opposed to it, if it even works that way with… I mean…”
“Jack. Calm down.” Pucky finally released my cock, stroking my chest instead as she looked into my eyes. “What is it you’re trying to say?”
“I don’t know. I guess the idea of forever never crossed my mind. I hadn’t really thought that far ahead.”
“Forever might not be that long,” Red pointed out.
The quickly increasing beat of my heart went into overdrive. “I don’t need that reminder right now.”
Pucky beeped my nose. Actually beeped it.
“What was that?” I asked.
“That was to get you to calm down, to stop taking everything so seriously all of a sudden.” She laughed. “Hey, who in here just saw some titties?” She wiggled her breast in front of my face. “Eh?”
“You… you’ve seen Garden State?”
She grinned and nodded. “So… everyone calm down.”
“It’s not an exact quote,” I pointed out, now eyes focused on her breasts. To my surprise and relief, they were actually calming me down. “But I’ll take it.”
Red started dressing, handing me her red cloak to cover up. “We said forever, and that scared you. Well, here’s how it is—you’re the protector. You will be until you die. And we’re with you—so, what? You think you’ll want to ‘date’ other girls?”
“I…” Of course not, but I felt like I was walking into a trap and froze.
She pulled the cloak back, slightly. “You want other girls, after all of this?”
“No. Definitely not.”
“So, then…?”
I took the robe, sitting up and wrapping it around me. “I’d just never thought about it before. Yeah. Yes. I do.”
“What?” they both said at once.
“I mean, I want to be with you all forever,” I explained, having never been such a bumbling idiot as far back as I could remember. “What you’ve given me, the fact that each of you by yourselves is amazing, and as a whole… I mean, it’s more than I could ever hope so.”
“Forever?” Pucky asked, head tilted.
I nodded. “Forever.”
We might not have known each other long, but in the short amount of time I’d been with these ladies, we’d gone through more than most people would in a lifetime. Sure, Red could be a bit standoffish or emo at times, Pucky a bit clingy, Elisa a bit… posh? And now there was Sharon in the mix, and I didn’t even know what to make of Sekhmet and Bastet. There was excitement, and areas for us to work on. But looking at my life going forward, I couldn’t possibly imagine it any other way than with them.
“I’ll get Sharon, see if she wants to come in,” Red said, turning for the tent flaps.
“Red,” I whispered.
She turned, back, one eyebrow arched. I went to her, took her hands, and kissed her. Just a gentle caress of the lips at first, but then she was reciprocating, and we were kissing passionately. She even pushed me up against the ‘wall,’ forgetting we were in a tent, and we almost fell over.
Pucky was there to stabilize us, and as we were pulling apart I thought I heard Red whisper something.
“What was that?” I asked.
She opened her mouth, said, “I lo…” But then blushed, glancing down at my once again exposed cock. Up and ready to go. “I’ll let her know you’re ready.”
As she stepped out, grabbing my clothes to hang by the fire, I turned to Pucky and asked, “What was that?”
“All this talk,” Pucky said with a shrug. “Probably got her thinking, connecting with some emotional, caring side she tries to hide too often.”
I nodded, completely understanding that feeling at the moment. My emotions were swelling about as much as the blood to my crotch.
Red moved close to me, waving her hips as if about to rub herself on my leg. “I can be playful, fun. Caring.”
A surge of desire ran through me.
“Don’t leave me like this,” I said, reaching for her hand, trying to put it back on my cock.
Red slapped my wrist, playfully. “Nu-uh, big guy. You need to have something left over for the new girl.”
The idea of Sharon bringing me to orgasm? Okay, no complaints there.
Pucky, for her part, grinned, ran a hand up my chest, and then gave me a little slap. Light, playful. “You treat her nicely, okay? If I hear you were too rough with her…”
“You’ll punish me?”
She laughed. “I’ll be mad you weren’t so rough with me.”
“Oh, shit.” She smiled, bent over to put on her pants in a way that gave me a perfect view of her ass and pussy, then looked over, laughed, and stood to pull the pants on the rest of the way. “Enjoy.”
She was out, still putting on her shirt.
Red wrapped her robe around me and licked my ear. I pulled away because it tickled, and she grinned.
“Gotta keep you warm,” she said, referring to the robe. “Plus, you’ll want to give her a present to open.”
I grabbed her by the waist, pulling her in for a quick kiss. Her tongue was warm, soft.
“Seriously, I don’t know how you keep it up this long.”
“If you were with you, you’d understand.”
Her head tilted, she scrunched her nose, then nodded. “Confusing, but yes. Okay. I have an everlasting clit boner for you too.”
With that weird imagery, she left me alone in the tent, cloak wrapped over my shoulders, waiting on Sharon.
52
There was a rustling and Sharon poked her head in. “Oh, you’re…” Her eyes were on me, nude and exposed.
I pulled the robe around myself. “Sorry for that.”
Her eyes rose to meet mine, her lip curling up.
“What?” I asked.
“Remember… remember how we first met?”
I laughed. “How could I not?”
Instantly, her cheeks were red, her eyes cast down. “I… I’m sorry.”
“No, come on.” I scooted closer, a hand on hers. “Don’t be like that. You’ve changed. I’ve changed. We… we’re together now.”
Her eyes rose to meet mine again. “Specifically, I was talking about the staircase. How… maybe, I would’ve liked to finish that.”
“Oh.” My eyes went wide as blood rushed south. There was no doubt in my mind what she was referring to, especially when she suddenly switched gears, pushing me back playfully, then reaching behind me, moving the robe aside so I was exposed, and pausing.
“Say the word,” she said, finger ever so gently running along my hip, closer and closer.
“Yes,” I said. “I want it.”
“That’s not the word.”
“Um… am I supposed to howl or something?”
She twitched at that, hand gripping my cock, hard. Honestly, she could’ve just done that and I’d have been satisfied for the night.
“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it.” I squirmed, glad to see the crazy leaving her ey
es as her grip loosened. Oddly, the moment had turned me on even more.
“What did you say that day, do you remember?” she asked.
“Err.” I racked my brain, and then, miraculously, it came back. “It wasn’t me!”
She smiled wide, moved aside to watch as she did it, and then pulled out my cock. “You’re exactly who I’m looking for,” she said, voice seductive, almost a purr. The words she’d said to me that day, too, though in a very different manner. Eyes focused on my cock, still, she started stroking it, gripping it tight, moving her hand along my shaft and then running her thumb along the head, as if studying what would happen.
“I love your cock,” she said. “See the way it—”
“Don’t need the details,” I said with a nervous chuckle, really not sure I wanted to have my cock’s intricacies explained to me.
“Less talk, more of…” She lowered herself, eyes on mine now, as she licked the tip playfully. “More of that?”
I breathed deep, nodded, and then watched with fascination as she kissed it, ran her tongue back down to my balls, and then circled it before taking the whole thing in her mouth. A squirm took hold, conveying a feeling I’d been trying to keep hidden. As much as I adored her, and wanted her, she was still the Big Bad Wolf, still the girl who’d tried to kill me more than once. The one plagued by darkness, though she was mastering it quite well. The idea of having my nut in her mouth was both exciting… and terrifying.
She saw this in my expression, pulled back, and pouted. But only briefly. “We can use this to our advantage.”
“What’s that?” I glanced down, both of us clothed now except for my erect cock hanging out.
“This… unease,” she went on. “We can use it, I think.”
“Go on.”
She stood, slowly undressing until she was over me, completely nude. I shouldn’t have expected the Big Bad Wolf to be shaven downstairs, but I was a bit surprised to see that she wasn’t even trimmed. With her wild hair above, it actually worked, in that animal instinct sort of way.
“Wolf style,” she said, and then turned around, sticking out her ass.
“Excuse me?”
