The Everly Davis chronicles

by Amelia K Oliver

  Ahh, I love it out here. A big open field, grass and wildflowers as far as the eye can see, the wind blowing against my face. Home. The sun is shining — it's warm but not too hot, perfect for a bit of yoga. I lay my towel in the grass and sit cross-legged on top. Closing my eyes, I begin to clear my mind.

  Which feels damn near impossible. These last few days since Will showed up have been crazy. Everly didn't even know she had a brother, let alone met him before. He's a bit of a strange one. Flirts with us incessantly. When Ever tells him off, looks absolutely ashamed like he can't help himself. I kind of feel sorry for him. I know his culture is very different from the human one Ever was raised in. I know, because mine was different too. Growing up, my Dad had a lot of girlfriends. Often, more than one at a time. Sometimes older, other times younger. He also taught us that in many other cultures it was a given women would have multiple partners.

  This was because females were revered. There were three times more male births than female in the light. So with those odds, it was widely accepted the females would mate and bond with many suitors. That wasn’t restricted to just one species either. Mostly, other kind are not against interspecies relationships, even when they are a little odd. Like Octoshifters and humans.

  I stand up, then bend at the waist. I curl my fingers around my toes, pulling, stretching the muscles in my back and legs. And Everly—well, what she is, is unheard of. Sure, we know all about the Gods and Goddesses, but as far as anyone was aware, they couldn't produce more of their kind. Immortals yes, but eternal beings were thought impossible to create. But from what Amphitrite, William, and my Dad told us, Everly is eternal and she has a great many gifts. Shit, I don't know how she will handle this. I mean just days ago she ran away from us when I moved a glass with my mind. How is she going to cope with being Queen of the Sea?

  Chapter Three

  KARL

  Halfway through the morning and we've not come across anything other yet. Victor is not very talkative, but I like that about him. I prefer to work alone, but because Poseidon now knows where Everly is and we only have four weeks left, there’s a high possibly he will send his legion to tear the town up.

  "So Atlantis, huh, what’s that like?" I ask him as we walk through the graveyard.

  "Wet," he replies dryly.

  Chuckling, I roll my eyes at the brute.

  "So, Land. What's that like?" asks the big guy. He walks right into my answer:

  "Dry." We both burst out laughing, louder than we should when walking the perimeter I set up the day Everly and Garrot both almost died. I still have nightmares where I can hear his screams. "Is everyone in Atlantis seven feet tall or...?" I ask, shaking myself out of my reverie. He's massive. Even to me, and I'm just over six feet.

  "No." The humour from just seconds ago gone.

  Riveting conversation, big guy. Fuck me. This is going to be a long four weeks. We walk in silence for the next two hours, the longest two of my life.

  "THE QUEEN, YOU ARE her consort?" Victor asks out of the blue. We've seen zero traces of Selkie or other in the area. Which is good—maybe a little too good.

  "Yes, I'm hers." I reply, a frown on my face.

  "You do not wear her mark. Does she not accept you?" He challenges.

  Huh? God, I hope she accepts me. Does she?

  "She hasn't—we’ve not had a chance to talk about it yet. I'm sure..." I can't finish because I'm sure of nothing. Any second she can turn away, reject me. She says she loves me, and I want to believe her. She's even trying her best to dominate me. Something I'm just discovering turns me on. I've dominated many before in my long life, but never once did the opposite position appeal to me. But with Ever, I fucking want her to put me under her beautiful foot and keep me there.

  "You must show her you are a worthy warrior. Like me. She will favour me for my strength and for my company."

  He tells me. Not a trace of doubt in his tone. What the ever living fuck? Oh yeah mate, you're the most exciting company I've ever met.

  "As you have not been marked by her, I gain the right to ask for her mark," he adds.

  What. The. Fuck. I don't think so, lurch.

  "Er, no. That's a negative. She's with me, Garrot and Leyland." I pull to a stop and shake my head at his back. He stops, spins and points a finger in my direction.

  "Then why has she not marked you, Son of the Earth?"

  Hmm, why indeed. I don't get the chance to smack this giant round the face for being a cheeky shit because a group of five Selkie jump down from the tree next to us.

  "Motherf—" I plant my feet and pull my sword from the holder on my back, ready to swing it at the pricks. I abandoned my Glock early on: the Elite are too fast for a gun. Beside me I hear bones cracking and skin ripping. Ew. My whole body shudders as I watch Victor morph into a giant bloody dragon. Puff the not-so-friendly dragon swipes its huge, claw-tipped paw at the creatures, slicing them in four before they even have the chance to lift their swords. Footsoldiers.

  "Holy fuck, man, that was... amazing!" I shout to the scales on his neck, because my neck won't bend far enough to see his face from this angle. I dash to the dismembered bodies lying on the floor. Wow. Cut clean through. Their entrails spill out onto the dirty ground, faces contort into looks of pure agony. Yeah, I bet being sliced into four pieces didn't feel good. I swing my head from the gory scene at my feet, up into the face of Victor's dragon, and I swear he's smiling. Either that or he's sneering at me, hard to tell.

  Everly

  Ugh, I do not want to open my eyes. But today is day two: I need to find out exactly what I can do. I've got to get my arse up. Will is coming over with some of his clan members. This will not be fun, I just know it. I crack my eyes open and immediately slam them shut. Oh fuck that, it's far too bright in here. I'm really not a morning person. Someone stirs behind me and wraps their hard-as-granite arm around my waist. Hmm Le, I'd know his scent anywhere. I take a deep breath in. Hmm. Home.

  "Good morning, sweetheart," he rumbles beside me.

  "Too early to tell, Le. Umm, is that a big banana in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?" I tease. He rubs himself against my arse for good measure.

  "Definitely not a banana," he chuckles. Oh my. Long, thick and shaped just right to hit my g-spot, I love his cock more than I love cake. And I really love cake.

  "Le, oh Le. Tut tut." I fake being mad.

  "Whaa?" He complains, sitting up a bit.

  "Waking me up by poking me in the arse. I like it." I giggle. I could absolutely get used to waking up with my guys every morning.

  "I'm constantly hard around you, sweetheart, I can't help myself. Not that I want to," he huffs his voice losing the last threads of sleep.

  Good God almighty, just his voice has me wet. I turn in his arms, and as soon as I'm facing him, he plants a sweet kiss to my lips.

  "Ew, Le, I've got morning breath!" I bolt upright and run to the bathroom, grab my brush and vigorously brush my teeth. Checking myself in the full length mirror by the sink, I hear him pad into the room.

  "Gorgeous." He gently pats my butt before brushing his teeth.

  "Waa iz plaas foo dudaa?" He warbles around his toothbrush. Oh yeah? That's easy for him to say.

  "I had one of those, Leyland, but its legs fell off." He bursts into laughter, spraying foamy toothpaste all over the place.

  "Le!" I fake admonish him and swat his butt. Round and firm, drool-worthy. He winks at me through the white splattered mirror. Cheeky. His almost-black hair is wild, making me want to run my hands through it, so I do. So soft.

  "What's the plan for today?" He says as he wraps his arms around my waist from behind. I lace my hand around the back of his neck, leaning back into him. His palms rest against my belly.

  "Karl's cookies!" I blurt like a dickhead. Removing myself from his grasp.

  "Huh?" He frowns at me, totally confused.

  "I'm getting fatter because of Karl's cookies. He really needs to stop baking those round blobs of g
oodness. I'm like an Oompa Loompa over here, only pastie like cauliflower." I try to worm my way out of looking like a crazy person, but acting like one.

  "Nah, ah. You're absolutely stunning, Ever." He pulls me back to him by my arm and squeezes me tight, his chest to my back. "I love you."

  Yeah, good morning indeed.

  "Come back to bed with me. I want to hold you."

  I pull back to look at his eyes. Hmm, an idea pops into my head. I reach for the sides of my nightie and lift it over my head. He steps back a little so I can pull it off.

  "So beautiful, my God, Ever, you’re so sexy." His eyes roam my body in our reflection, I almost feel them on me.

  "Make it a good morning for me, Le," I say as sexily as I can. It must have worked because his clothes are off quicker than I can blink. I bend forward, my hands on the wall either side of the full length mirror next to the sink, to give him access. He takes my hips in his big hands, pulling me back. I reach between my legs and guide his cock into my pussy. "Oh, Le!"

  Slowly, oh so slowly, he fucks me from behind, the whole time never breaking eye contact with me in the mirror. His mouth next to my ear, I hear every moan and gasp from him and it drives me wild.

  "Everly." My name is a prayer on his lips. My pussy clenches him greedily and I'm on the precipice of cumming when the door bursts open. I jump forward into the mirror and smack my forehead against it.

  "Oh, fuck," I gasp. "Shit!" My hand grasps my forehead. Ouch!

  "Are you ok?” Garrot practically screams. “Oh shit. Sorry!" He kisses the bump on my head as Leyland shoots him daggers.

  "Ever heard of knocking?" he says to Gar.

  "I needed to piss." Garrot looks like a black Spiderman in his running gear. I almost laugh when he walks to the toilet, pulls down his shorts, and pees.

  "Um, don't mind us, we weren’t in the middle of anything," I say, only half angrily and a lot sarcastically.

  "I see, baby girl, your tits are getting bigger." He stops peeing and walks to me. I'm in Le's arms and he wraps his own around me. "If I almost didn't piss my pants, I would have pissed all over your beautiful tits."

  Oh fuck me. Does he like that? Hmm, I've never done that before. Maybe I'd like it too?

  "You're thinking about that now, huh? I think you'd like it, naughty girl."

  I gasp and Le thrusts his hips against me, making me moan and push back into him his cock sliding over my arse hole.

  "Hmm, you want Garrot to piss on you while I'm fucking you?" Leyland asks.

  Jesus Christ on a bicycle. When these two are together, it gets real fucking dirty, very fast. I love it.

  "Maybe." At my word, Le presses a hand to my back, bending me forward again. He pushes his dick inside me in one stroke and I gasp at the suddenness of it.

  "May I?" Garrot asks. I nod and bring my hands up to pull his shorts down. As his dick springs free I take it into my mouth. Taking him as far as I can, which is about halfway. Vaguely, I hear the front door open and then close.

  "Karl..." I say as I let Garrot go with a pop.

  "Up here, Karl." Garrot shouts . Oh, this escalated fast. I wrap my hand at the base of Garrot’s dick and flick the tip with my tongue. "Unh, fucking dirty little bitch, take it all." He grunts as one of his hands wraps around my hair, pulling me further down his hardness.

  "Uh!" I mumble around him. He's so dirty, my juices flow, I feel them drip down my thighs. Le slowly thrusts into me, making me moan louder. My throat vibrates around Gar`s dick, drawing a groan from him.

  Karl walks into the bathroom, but he's not alone. I almost bite Garrot’s cock off when I notice Victor by his side. All three of my guys go rigid, low growls coming from their chests. As one of the Leviathans from the cliff, Victor is seven feet tall. I have to crane my neck to see his face due to my position between Le and Gar. Victor’s Native American with brown hair down to his wide shoulders, and a handsome face with a wide nose , proud and pierced in the middle. His eyes are ice blue.

  My pussy clenches. I involuntarily let out a little moan. Victor's eyes take in the scene before him, visible desire on his face. His white toga tents, his massive cock visible through it. Oh, fuck me.

  "Get the fuck out, Victor!" they all yell at the same time.

  I release Garrot's dick and gaze up at the giant in front of me. He's bloody gorgeous, I'll give him that. His massive body has muscles upon muscles. Definitely drool worthy. And that cock...

  Le is still inside me, he must feel me clench around him at the thought of Victor fucking me, because he asks;

  "Ever? Do you—do you want him to stay?" He doesn't sound pissed, but he does sound shocked.

  All eyes are on me now, waiting for me to answer. I blush a bright red. Oh fucking hell, did he really just ask that? I straighten up, which makes Leyland slips out of me, very audibly. Victor gasps and falls to his knees. I cock my head at him. His eyes roam my body like it's his favourite meal. The front of his toga bounces in time with my heartbeat.

  Do I want Victor to stay? To join us? To leave? To watch? So many fucking questions and I can't answer not a one of them.

  "You want him to watch us fuck you, babe?" Garrot asks, my eyes flick to his, then Karl's. I turn to Le, finally my mind snaps back into gear and I shake my head slightly. I'm attracted to Victor. Obviously. But we just met yesterday, a few short hours ago. The world might soon be obliterated. I need to talk with my three guys before adding anyone else into the mix. If we even survive long enough to have a conversation like that.

  "Victor, please leave. We’ll be down shortly; make yourself at home." Leyland tells the giant on his knees calmly.

  I feel anything but calm. Did I seriously just let Vic stare at me, first with Gar's dick in my mouth. Then I straightened so he could see me wholly? What the fuck, Ever? Worse still, it was erotic as fuck. Damn, seems I just can't get enough of big dicks.

  Chapter Four

  GARROT

  Victor stands there in the doorway, eyes fixated on our girl. She doesn't immediately scream or shout. She doesn't tell him to leave or ask one of us to make him leave. My dick’s in her mouth and Leyland’s in her pussy, she stands upright. The wet sound of Leyland’s cock coming out of her makes us all gasp, and the giant falls to his knees. Does she want the giant to stay? Huh, interesting. I have no problems with adding a fourth to the mix. The giant clearly wants to join in, if the massive bulge in his white toga is anything to go by. Fuck, I have coco envy.

  "You want him to watch us fuck you, babe?" I ask. Unsure what’s happening. She looks at the three of us, and shakes her head softly, obviously warring with herself.

  "Victor, please leave. We’ll be down shortly; make yourself at home." Le says calmly. The giant man leaves without a word. We’re all left staring at the naked love of our lives.

  "Everly, do—do you..." Leyland struggles to form words.

  Karl attempts it, too.

  "Do would you like..."

  Yeah, this is going great. Good work guys, we’re handling this so fucking awesomely.

  "Everly, you want to fuck the giant?" I blurt before I even think about what I want to say. Got it over with, though didn't I?

  "I don't know. I'm with you three. We just met him yesterday. The world's about to end. I'm under a lot of pressure here. And also... I was about to cum and then Karl and Mr. Third-Leg down there just barged in. Oh, I need to sit down." It all rushes out of her, she's on the brink of a panic attack.

  "Sit, sweetheart." Le tells her as he kneels and pulls her onto his raised knee. I look at each of them.

  "Listen, we’re all still learning about this, still building our relationship. After we save the world, then we can revisit this. Okay?" I try my hand at being the serious one. They all nod and agree.

  Nah, I don't like it. I lower myself to my knees in front of Ever, pry her legs apart and flick my tongue against her clit. Her back arches. She moans loudly as my light brown hair tickles her inner thighs. She’s dripping. I'm not about to waste
an opportunity to be with Ever. I’m determined to pick up where we left off before huge dick walked in the room. Leyland lifts her up, and shifts so that he's sitting on a stool in the middle of the room. He rests her on his legs, using his to hold Everly's legs wide open, by draping them over his, her pussy is right in front of my face.

  "Oh Ever, bloody gorgeous pussy." I tell her as I stare in wonder. Leyland's legs are wide too, his big cock behind her arse. That just won't do. Standing up, I lift her off him by the waist, allowing him to spring free. Karl leans over my shoulder and guides Leylands dick right into Ever’s pussy. The dirty fucker. I throw him a dirty smile, to which he throws me a wink. When I look back at Ever and Le, a bead of pre-cum drips from my tip.

  "Oh!" She moans out, rocking her hips, making Le slip in and out of her. The view is erotic as fuck. I take myself in my hand as Karl sits beside me. At some point, he got naked and now has his cock in his hands, pumping up and down. Karl and I have never touched each other during sex with other women, but feeling bold, I spit into the palm of my hand and rub it over his bell end. His light grey eyes flick to Everly`s, then to mine.

  "Yes! So fucking sexy, oh I'm close!" She moans and watches us with open interest. Dirty bitch loves watching us touch each other.

  "Karl, do the same to Garrot. Lick your palm and rub the end of his cock for me." She demands, her tone different as she speaks to him. His eyes flick to mine again. I nod, because fuck yes, touch me. He licks his hand and slowly rubs it over my tip.