I dared to close the gap as we chased the van around a curve. Then it veered toward an exit.
“Scarlett, switch to the other window, you’ll have a clear shot in a minute.”
She switched places with Eva, and next to me, Becka opened the glove box and pulled out a handgun.
“Where the hell did you get that?” I asked.
“I’ve had it for years.” She pulled the clip out an inch, nodded, then slapped it back in place.
“Why’s it in my glove box?”
“I’ve been using your car. Hope you don’t mind.”
The van bounced off the retaining wall and nearly skidding out of control. Gorrcon was at the wheel, gleefully cackling. He saw us coming down the curving ramp, and the witches started flying out the back of the van on brooms.
Scarlet fired her bow again but missed when I yanked the wheel to avoid a kamikaze witch.
“Die, you ugly bitches!” Becka screamed into the wind as she leaned out the window and fired her big cannon.
Becka turned out to be one hell of a shot. She hit one of the witches, causing it to crash into the trees. The other witch took a bullet to the shoulder and was thrown off course.
We came to a red light at the end of the off ramp. The van blew right through it, turned left, and skidded across the road.
“Hang on!” I popped the e-brake, slid through the intersection, dropped it into second gear, and punched it.
Scarlett fired another arrow, and this one found its mark. It hit the back bumper by the tailpipe and exploded. The van’s back end hopped up, and when it landed, Gorrcon lost control. The van swerved off the road, crashed through a wooden fence onto a golf course, and flipped sideways. I followed and saw it come to a rest on the first hole.
I parked the car and got out, taking my pizza shovel with me. The girls and Doughboy followed, and we took up positions behind the car’s open front doors. Witches and demons were filing out of the van like it was a clown car, but I didn’t see Gorrcon.
Scarlett whispered another enchantment, and her arrow began to glow. She let loose, and the arrow hit the van’s hood. The VW exploded violently, sending burning witches and demons flying in every direction.
“Behind!” Becka warned as she whirled and fired her gun.
Three witches barreled toward us, each with a glowing ball of energy in their hand. They launched them at us, but I batted them aside with my pizza shovel. Beside me, Scarlett and Becka opened fire. An arrow utterly destroyed one of the witches, and another was shot and hit the ground hard.
Doughboy growled and launched himself at the third witch, landing on her face and making her miss us. The witch spiraled out of control and crashed to the ground next to the car. Doughboy promptly bit her head off.
I turned my attention to the burning van. There were sirens in the distance; the police would arrive soon. We had to put these bastards down and do it quick. The last thing I wanted was the local authorities getting into this.
There were only three witches left that I could see, and a half a dozen demons, but I still didn’t know where Gorrcon was. His remaining minions charged straight at us ,fireballs and energy balls leading the way.
“Fire at will!” I bellowed.
Eva cried out to her goddess. “Celesta, give me your strength!”
Lightning shot from the sky and hit her open palms. Her eyes glowed with power, and she redirected the energy at the witches. The lightning snaked into separate arcs, engulfing every last one of them.
I raced toward the closest demon, with Doughboy close behind. It hovered, engulfed by electricity. I chopped it in half as I passed, then cleaved another in two, deflected an energy bolt from a witch, and buried my blade in her head. Doughboy jumped on the face of a demon and rode it to the ground as arrows were fired, dropping the remaining ghouls.
A quick scan of the area told me we’d killed them all, so I ran to the other side of the smoldering van, looking for Gorrcon. “Where is he?”
“Look!” said Becka, pointing up.
Gorrcon hovered about a hundred feet over our heads. His robes smoldered from the explosion, but the bastard was still alive. He glowered at me, opened a hand, and hurtled a writhing ball of black energy at us.
“Get down!” I said, but I knew we’d never get out of the way in time.
I was ready to bat the energy ball away with my pizza shovel, but Doughboy’s arms suddenly shot into the air and intercepted it. There was an explosion, and Doughboy let out a scream that wrenched my heart.
His arm had extended more than fifty feet, and it fell to earth like a ribbon. Doughboy rolled around on the ground, and I realized in horror that the black energy was eating its way along his arm, disintegrating it like a cancerous disease. Soon it would reach his body, and if that happened, he would surely die.
I ran over and chopped off his arm only seconds before the nastiness reached his shoulder. The black rot ate up the rest of his severed arm, then disappeared.
I searched the sky for Gorrcon, but he was gone. I helped up Doughboy. He panted and clutching his chest with his remaining arm. “Not sweeeet,” he said.
“That was really stupid,” I said and hugged him.
“That was actually heroic,” said Becka.
Doughboy perked up and puffed out his chest. Then, just to show off, he regrew the missing arm.
“Did anyone see where Gorrcon went?”
“He flew in that direction,” said Eva. “Toward that moon.”
“The cops are going to be here any minute. We gotta go.”
“I can’t believe that just happened,” said Becka. She paced my living room and nervously shook out her hands. I touched her shoulders. She fell into my arms and hugged me tight. “I’m so glad you’re back.”
“So am I.”
She looked up at me with love in her eyes. Damn, I’d missed the hell out of her. Our hug turned into a kiss, her soft lips quivering under mine. The world melted away, and all the stress I’d been under the last few days lifted from my shoulders.
In that moment I didn’t care about Tarth or Earth, warlocks, demons, princesses, or goddesses. I was home.
I opened my eyes to find Doughboy, Eva, and Scarlett staring at us.
“Excuse me, Jake, but does this abode have a lavatory?” Eva asked with shimmering eyes.
“Down the hall, first door on the left.”
She hurried to the bathroom, hand moving to her mouth as she went.
I walked over to Scarlett and gave her a big hug. “How you doing?”
“I don’t even want to talk about what I’ve been through.”
“Gorrcon only took you to get to me.”
“It’s not your fault.” She kissed my cheek, seeming unsure of how to act in front of Becka.
But Becka offered Scarlett a sympathetic smile as she joined us. She hugged Scarlett and planted a big kiss on her lips.
What a sight that was.
“You’re every bit as beautiful as Jake said you were.” Becka fingered Scarlett’s red ringlets and bit her lip. Then she blinked hard and glanced at me. “Tell me everything that happened after you disappeared that night.”
“Boy, that’s a hell of a story, and not one I can tell on an empty stomach. Let’s order in, and I’ll explain everything that’s going on.”
“Want to get pizza?” Becka asked with a grin, knowing how much I wanted the girls to try it.
“Yes. Wait, on second thought, no,” I said. “When Scarlett and Eva finally try pizza, I want to be the one to make it. Let’s get burgers instead. That place on First Street is open twenty-four hours. We can get cleaned up, eat, have a beer, and figure out how we’re going to track down Gorrcon.”
I excused myself and went to check on Eva. She didn’t immediately respond when I knocked on the bathroom door. When she did open the door, I could tell she’d been crying.
“What?” she said, unable to meet my eyes.
“Anything wrong?”
She shrugged
. “I’m just tired.”
“Me too. You want to eat? We’re ordering food to be delivered—”
“Do you love Becka?” she blurted.
“Yes.” I let out a sigh. “Eva, I can’t lie to you. I—”
“Do you love me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you love Scarlett?”
“Yes.”
She offered me a sympathetic smile. “You’re a player of hearts, Jake Baker.”
“I’m not trying to play any of you. I’m …I don’t know. Until I met you, I didn’t want to get close to anyone. I was indeed a player, and I’ve broken a lot of hearts. But you changed all that. I don’t even know how. Hell, we fought more than anything.”
She smiled at me, beautiful blue eyes sparkling like morning dew.
“I fell for you in the Badlands, Eva. Then we met Scarlett, and the three of us had amazing chemistry. It just happened. But then you wouldn’t talk to me after things went too far, and when you didn’t call off the wedding, I thought we were through. I went home, months passed, and I met Becka.”
“She’s special,” said Eva. “I can tell.”
“Where do we go from here?”
She shrugged. “I gave you my body, and my heart went with it. I’ve never loved a man before, not like I love you, and I don’t want to lose that feeling.”
“Me either.”
“I also gave myself to Scarlett.” She blushed and looked self-conscious. “I’ve never loved a woman before either, not like I love Scarlett.”
“Then you understand how I can love you all?”
“I do. I could feign anger, act jealous, but I would be a hypocrite. Jake, I don’t expect you to love me exclusively. I wouldn’t force you to make that choice.”
Was I dreaming? This was not how I imagined that conversation going, but I was pleased by Eva’s emotional one-eighty.
“The four of us have something special,” she said.
“Five, if you count Doughboy.”
“Sweeeet.”
I did a double take when I noticed him on my right. He was gazing at us with admiration in his big anime eyes.
Eva laughed.
“How long have you been there?” I asked.
He shrugged.
“Go on, you little cretin.” I gave him a playful kick in the ass, and he giggled his way back to Becka and Scarlett, who were standing together at the end of the hall, watching us like co-conspirators.
“What do you think they’re saying?” Eva asked.
“Well, Becka is probably suggesting we all take a hot shower together, and Scarlett is probably agreeing.”
“What is a shower?”
Another thing I’d done with my money from the sale of the Tarth diamonds was rent a newly renovated apartment on the shore of Lake George. It wasn’t huge, but it had a great kitchen with an island and stainless steel appliances, a nice living room that led out to a deck overlooking the lake, a king-sized bed and large bedroom, and also a huge bathroom with one of those huge showers you find in luxury hotels. The kind that can fit about ten people and have a rain spout as well as full-body shower heads.
I showed Eva how to turn on the water and adjust the temperature. She marveled at the rain simulator and laughed as she held her hands under the warm stream.
“This is amazing,” she said and undressed.
“There’s soap there, and shampoo and conditioner.” I pointed it out to her.
“What is that?” Scarlett asked from the doorway. She and Becka were standing there.
“It’s a shower,” said Eva excitedly.
“It’s like magic rain.” Scarlett walked into the shower with her hand out, looking joyous when the warm water touched her skin. “You mind company?”
“It’s big enough for all of us,” said Eva.
I glanced at Becka, who winked.
Scarlett gleefully tossed off her clothes and joined Eva, who twirled. She slipped and almost fell, but Scarlett caught her, and they chortled as the rain cascaded over their naked bodies.
“Are you sure you’re cool with this?” I asked Becka as we undressed.
“Oh my god, are you kidding? That’s Scarlett and Eva from fucking Tarth. We just fought a warlock and a bunch of witches. This is a dream come true.”
I couldn’t disagree with that.
I followed Becka into the shower and let the hot water cover my tired, aching body. Eva and Scarlett had found the body wash, and they playfully doused Becka and me with it.
Hands rubbed all over me, and I returned the favor, more than happy to lather up three asses and three pairs of beautiful tits. The girls’ slippery bodies rubbed against mine. My cock stood rigidly at attention.
Scarlett kissed me, and Becka kissed Eva. Two hands wrapped around my dick, and Becka cooed, “What do we have here?”
Water cascaded over us from three other showerheads mounted in the walls about waist high. I cupped Eva and Scarlett’s asses as they rubbed up against me. I reached around and found their clits with my skilled fingers and stroked them gently, uttering moans of pleasure as they kissed my chest and neck.
Becka knelt before me, water streaming from her red locks. She took me in her mouth, cupping my balls and twirling her tongue around the head. I slid fingers into Scarlett and Eva from behind, and they joined in a passionate kiss. Becka reached up and massaged their tits as she blew me. I tilted my head back, enjoying every damn second.
Becka replaced her mouth with her hands, and her tongue moved over my fingers, between Eva’s legs. The princess moaned with pleasure. Becka switched to Scarlett and licked her pussy. Becka moaned as she took me in her mouth again, then she serviced the girls in turn. She was super turned on.
Our passion mounted, and we moved over to the shower bench. Scarlett and Eva sat and offered themselves to us, and Becka and I happily complied. I went down on Eva, who took my head in her hands and sang in joy. Becka went down on Scarlett, who watched her with lust-filled eyes.
I kissed Eva deeply, then turned her around and took her from behind. Her ecstatic cry echoed off the porcelain walls when I entered her. I thrust deeply, groaning like an animal as her tight folds molded to my shaft.
I felt a tongue on the underside of my cock and realized Becka was crouched below, licking Eva’s clit and me at the same time. Scarlett stood beside me, fondling Eva’s breasts and kissing me as she gripped my ass. Eva’s knees buckled as she came. I held her hips firmly, pressing my dick in as far as it would go. Becka’s tongue went crazy, and Eva lost her voice. A moment later she found it, and her cries rang loudly in the confined space.
Eva collapsed in Becka’s arms. Scarlett moved in front of me and pushed me down on the bench, straddling me. My cock parted her pussy lips, and we fell into a passionate kiss. Becka sat beside me, guided there by Eva, who made out with Becka’s pussy.
The shower filled with hot mist as I brought Scarlett to climax, trying desperately to delay my own. Becka must have known how close I was, because she quickly took Scarlett’s place and rode me the rest of the way.
Eva and Scarlett worked on my nipples, and that was it. I growled and cupped Becka’s ass as she too cried out. My orgasm erupted with a sudden burst that took my breath away, followed by powerful aftershocks that left me gasping. Becka held my head in her hands and smiled, kissing me gently.
“Am I dreaming?” I asked her.
“I think we all are.”
I stood in the kitchen with a towel wrapped around my waist and took a long pull from a fresh bottle of Sam Adams. Becka grabbed one and popped the top on the corner of the island cutting board.
“That was intense,” she said and tapped her beer against mine. She was wearing my boxers and an old Metallica T-shirt, her curly hair up in a towel, her freckled face still flushed. She looked beautiful.
“Do you mean fighting mythical creatures or the shower orgy?”
“Both!”
I poured Eva and Scarlett a glass of wine. I didn’t drink it
often, but I kept the good stuff around for guests.
“Thank you,” said Eva when I handed her a glass of expensive pinot grigio.
For Scarlett I chose a three-year-old shiraz.
Grubhub texted me the delivery was almost here, so I went out to the porch to wait for them. It arrived a few minutes later, and I tipped the kid a twenty and brought the food inside. The girls were sitting around the living room and chatting like best friends at a sleepover, and I stood on the threshold for a moment to admire them.
I was a lucky son of a bitch.
The Tarth girls were excited to try Earth food, and the burgers and poutine didn’t disappoint. While we ate, I told Becka everything that had happened from the moment I disappeared until I got back. She was bummed out to hear that my manor was destroyed, angry I’d almost been raped by a fairy, and excited when Eva admitted I had taken her virginity.
“It’s about damn time,” she joked, and I was amazed by her candor and apparent lack of jealousy. I didn’t know how to take it, but I assumed it was akin to how I felt about her and the girls having sex, which is to say I didn’t care at all. On the contrary, it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
I think Eva was trying to gauge Becka’s reaction as well. As for Scarlett, she was her same old self: kinky as hell and having a great time, no matter what.
“This Gorrcon,” said Becka with a mouthful of hamburger. “Do you think his powers work here on Earth? Is he going to, like, raise the dead or something?”
“He seemed pretty damned powerful on the golf course, but he can’t drive for shit,” I said. I wasn’t surprised. I mean, where would he have learned? There were no cars on Tarth.
“Gorrcon is extremely powerful,” Eva said gravely. “But he is not an immediate threat. With his witches dead, he won’t be able to open another portal to Earth from Tarth.” She snorted. “If he ever gets back there.”
“What about the one in Romano’s?” I asked, recalling that I hadn’t seen the portal we’d come through.
“It closed behind you,” said Becka.
“How do we get back?” Scarlett asked, concerned.
“Celesta,” Eva said with confidence. “But I would not dare ask her until we have defeated Gorrcon. We cannot risk opening a portal he can use.”
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