"Leave it. It's woman stuff." She picks the box up; it's wrapped in a white paper bag so I can't see what's in it. Must be feminine products. She shoves them back into the cabinet.
"Ok, baby. What are you doing up? I was coming with the water," I tell her.
"Oh, I needed to pee." She answers, not looking at me.
"Did someone say pee?" Garrot scares the shit out of us both and we jump into the air, Everly's elbow jabbing me in the ribs.
"Oh crap, I'm so sorry Karl! Are you ok?" She fusses like she just knocked me out or something. S'cool, may have broken a rib or two, but I'll survive.
"Yeah, babe. Didn't hit me that hard." I try to chuckle, but it hurts to breathe. Fuck me, she's gotten strong. "Gar, do you not have manners, for fuck’s sake?" I gripe when he flops his dick out and starts pissing into the loo.
Everly bursts into laughter and we hear, "What the fuck?" from the other room. Guess we woke Le.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you," Everly responds as she wanders back into the bedroom and we follow. All she's wearing is a baggy t-shirt that belongs to Le. It drowns her everywhere but that sexy arse is peeking out from under the hem.
Gar and I just stand there and admire her. No knickers. Oh, fuck me. She bends over the bed and crawls on hands and knees to the middle, giving us both a sexy view of her arse and pussy. My whole body burns as my dick strains against my shorts.
"Oh, fuck me."
"Sweet child of mine."
Garrot and I say at the same time, enthralled. We watch as Leyland pulls her on top of him, and wraps his arms around her as she lays her head on his chest. It's a sweet moment, one I don't intend to interrupt. But of course Garrot’s got no such shame. He stalks over to the bed and lays himself on top of Everly while saying
"Ooo sarnie time, bagsie the meat." Ever and Le both giggle. Fuck this, why am I still standing here? All three of them look shocked as I climb onto Garrot’s back and wrap my arms around them all. Everly lets out a wanton moan, making us all horny as fuck.
"My guys," she mumbles.
"Always," we all say in unison, making us all laugh.
"Always and forever guys, I promise," she answers. I squeeze them tighter before I climb off the puppy pile and walk to the window, pulling back the curtains.
"Looks like none of us will be getting any more sleep. How about a breakfast picnic in the garden? The sun's up," I suggest. Everyone agrees, we are all too tired to work out this sexual tension right now, so while the three of them get dressed, I change my boxers and head down to make bacon butties.
WE ALL SIT IN THE GRASS, our bacon sandwiches eaten, the hot sun shining on us as birds sing their morning songs. Ever lies down on a blanket and gazes at the sky. She’s in her training leggings and tank top, while we guys wear joggers and no tops.
"I wonder what it would be like to fly?" Everly wonders out loud.
Chapter Eight
LEYLAND
"Want me to show you, darling?" Ever turns to me, hope in her ocean blue eyes.
"Fuck yeah!" She jumps up, taking my offered hand, and I let my wings unfurl from under my skin. All three of them gasp, which makes me wiggle my back a little. My feathers fluff out, their span a little over seven feet wide.
"Oh my God, Le, they are so beautiful. I can't believe you can fly! How fucking cool is that?" she giggles, the sound doing things to me. The fact that she loves my wings makes me puff out my chest. I wrap my arms around her waist.
"Ready, sweetheart?" She nods, I tense my back muscles, and up we go.
"Arrgh!" she screams into my chest.
"Sweetheart, open your eyes." I swoop my wings harder, taking us higher through the clouds.
"Nope. Not happening. No thanks." Her muffled words sound panicked.
"Ever. Look at me." She lifts her head slightly, looking at me through her lashes. "Trust me, sweetheart."
Nodding, she loosens her grip on me and looks over her shoulder. Her mouth pops open.
"Oh, fuck me sideways. We’re in the clouds, Le!" she squeaks as if I hadn't realised we were this far up. I chuckle as I soar through the air with her, the wind battering our bodies. She lets out the cutest giggle and finally takes a look around, then stares deeply into my eyes. I adjust my arms so I can hold her with one hand, and cup her face with the other.
"I love you, Everly."
"I love you too, Leyland." Her smile matches my own, wide and genuine. I feel so much love for her, my heart could burst. She's everything and more that I could ever want or need. The perfect wife.
We fly around for a few more minutes, my wings feeling the strain of carrying us. I land us back on the grass smoothly.
"That was amazing! Thank you, Leyland." Ever bounces on her heels, exhilarated. Her hair windswept, smiling from ear to ear, she's never looked so beautiful.
"The pleasure was all mine, my love." I pull my wings back in—it still stings a bit, but gets better every time I do it. Thank the gods I have nothing on my torso, so no ripped shirt today. We sit back down, then suddenly her leg floats into the air.
"Want to know what it's like to fly without wings, babe?" Garrot asks her, a challenge in his voice.
"Oh, fuck no. Nope. No siree Bob. I'm good." She answers, waving her hands in front of her. We all break into laughter and it feels amazing. Everything is so strained lately, it's good to reconnect with them all again.
The air is warm and the rising sun casts a pink glow across the meadow. Home. It feels so right sitting here with my family. I never want this to end.
"There's a small pond just past the treeline. Who wants to take a dip with me?" Everly says as she stands and starts jogging towards the trees. Her round arse drawing all of our eyes.
"Hell, yes," Garrot says, while Karl answers with a small moan.
"Sounds perfect," I say, and we all jog after her. She trips, so Karl picks her up and carries her on his back. Together we jog through the forest and reach the pond in no time. It's beautiful here. The rising sun glances off the still water, as birds sing their melodies in the trees. Heaven. The water is like glass it's so still. Trees surround us, giving the feel of complete privacy. Wild flowers and foliage grow in abandon around the water's edge, it looks like we just stepped into another world.
Everly jumps off Karl's back and shouts, "Last one in is a rotten egg!" Then she pulls off her top and kicks off her leggings, leaving her in a pair of pink knickers that hug her voluptuous arse. They're my favourite pair, with a small band of lace around the top. Simple, yet sexy as hell to me. Bending, she pulls those off and flicks them off her foot. Wrapping an arm around her breasts, she looks over her shoulder at us, connecting with each of our eyes, before running to the water's edge and walking in. Oh my gods.
We stare dumbly after her.
I blink hard, shed my pants, and run towards my love before the other guys snap out of their trance.
Everly
Feeling bold, I strip. Covering my boobs, I glance back at the guys. They have their mouths hanging open and a little thrill runs through me. Knowing I have that effect on them makes me feel alive. The world could end in three weeks’ time. I want my last days with my guys to be filled with something other than just training. I hear splashes behind me, but I don't stop moving further into the clear water. The thrill of the chase is too sweet to stop moving. Strong arms wrap around me from behind, and I can't help the giggle that escapes my mouth. Leyland. I don't need to turn around to know it's him. But I do turn, and I press myself into him. His hardness slides across my belly. I dunk myself under the water just as Gar and K catch up to us.
As a child, I used to love swimming in the local pool. My mum would tell me I'd be blue by the time she could drag me out. I love the water—I guess now I know why.
Nope, shut that shit down, Ever. The next couple of hours are about my guys, and my guys only. Nothing else exists right now.
I swim under the surface and curl my body in, kicking with my feet to get deeper. The water is so clear I
can see the bottom. Pushing my arms down, I propel myself deeper into the inky depths. I jerk to a stop as my mind takes me to another place. It's beautiful, like Rome underwater, the waves above playing a technicolour light show across the white columns. I'm surprised to find that I'm no longer in water, but standing on the sand, naked but dry.
“Everly, my love. Choose”
What the... was that Victor?
I break the surface and all three of my guys start asking questions at the same time.
"Guys! Stop. I'm fine. Can we please just enjoy this time together?" I beg them, I don't know what that was, but I'm fine, didn't drown and I'm not injured. Freaky vision aside, I just want to be normal for a little while.
"Of course, sweetheart," Le says. I gasp out loud when I'm hit with a big splash of water.
"Gotcha!" Garrot shouts.
Oh it's on, bitch. It's on like Donkey Kong. We splash each other relentlessly, laughing and giggling, until Karl disappears under the water and his head reappears between my legs, pushing me up. I reach my arms skyward and scream, releasing tension. The guys chuckle at my antics and scream to the sky with me.
Fuck, that felt good. Out of nowhere, I feel hands grab my hips and I'm pushed off Karl's shoulders, landing right into the water with a big splash.
"Argh Mother Hubbard! I'll get you!" I yell as I come back up for air. We laugh and play, like carefree twenty something year old friends. Not special in anyway, and definitely not the saviours of humankind.
FORTY MINUTES LATER, we are all laid on the edge of the water, our legs floating in front of us. My head is on Leyland's shoulder, one hand in Karl's hair, twisting the curls around my finger and the other between Garrot’s legs, resting on his thigh. He's playing with my hair and I'm more relaxed than I've been in days.
A twig snaps in the trees and our heads jerk in the direction of the sound. I sit up as Karl jumps to his feet, reaching for a fallen branch on the ground.
"It is I. Victor." Oh, my giddy aunt!
"What the fuck, Vic!?" I shout as he appears from between two huge oak trees.
“I'm sorry, I thought you heard my approach." He replies with a hint of humour in his tone. Little massive shit.
It's at this point I realise I'm sitting here naked. Shit. No wait, I'm not ashamed. I look to Karl, who nods as Le squeezes my hand and Garrot presses a kiss to my hair.
"Shall I leave?" asks the giant.
"No. It's ok, Vic, join us," I find myself saying. Oh shit. He strips out of what looks like a toga, and when he faces me, my mouth drops open. Holy fuck!
His cock is massive, like, ginormous. And pierced. All the way down the underside. I can see the shiny balls that run down his huge length.
"Jesus, Vic, how do you get through airport security with that?" Subtle as ever, Garrot.
"I do not fly in the sky. I am of the sea," he answers, as if that explains it all. He pads through the water towards us. His cock bounces against his eight-pack as he moves. A giggle erupts from me before I can get my hand over my mouth to stop it.
"Dirty bitch, I know exactly what you're thinking," Garrot blurts out.
Le says "What..?"
Karl clears his throat and we all look at him. "It's eight thirty. William is arriving at 9 a.m." He turns to me and continues, "Ever, do you want this?" Oh, you bet your tight little arse I do.
"Le, Karl, Garrot, show me your cards, lads. Cast your votes. Those in favour of Vic joining us, raise your hands now." Not exactly eloquently put, but at least they each get their say. A few seconds pass before Leyland raises his hand, looking right into my eyes. I turn to Garrot, who also raises his. Karl remains silent.
"Karl, talk to us. Now," I order.
Immediately he says, "I love you, Everly," and then raises his hand too. Three out of three. Looks like giant dick, I mean giant man, is joining the team. Just like that I go from three boyfriends to four. Everly’s sexy as fuck team. Four sexy as hell guys and me. Four Ever!
"Fuck me." I say absently. I mean, I added him to my collection so fast my head spun. But why fight what's meant to be? Also... Why choose? Vic sits down, part of the family. The five of us sit together for what feels like hours, but in reality is mere minutes. We watch the sun glitter off the mirror-like water in front of us, my eyes are fixated on it. I stand, and they all turn to me as one, desire evident on their faces as my eyes roam from one bulky body to the next. My thighs clench and my juices flow between my legs. All four of my men have hard-ons. I lick my lips in anticipation of sliding one after the other down my throat.
Their dicks are huge, each guy distinct. Karl's cock is wide, with the soft velvety head that's a touch wider. It’s glorious to look at. Leyland’s is long and thick, the head slightly plumper than the shaft, curved towards his belly button. It’s so long that when it hits the back of my throat, the feeling of that plump head makes my clit throb. I love running my tongue up and down the length of him, like licking a huge lollipop. The way it curves makes it perfect for hitting my g-spot. Something I didn't know I had until I met these guys. It seemed a myth to me, something you always find in porn, which makes men believe it takes little to no work to make a woman cum. Boy, was I wrong.
Garrot’s is straight and thick. The veins that pop out along its shaft can be felt inside me, all three of them trim the hair around that region. Which is great because, ew.
Then there's Victor. Jesus, his penis scares the crap out of me. It's like a baby's arm holding an apple, said arm has double-balled piercings along the underside of it. While it does scare me, I'm also intrigued. I've never seen anything like it, much less had one near me.
All four cocks are throbbing up and down in time to my heartbeat as I stand before them. Stop staring, Ever, Jesus. Their bodies tell me they’re all ready to pounce, and my own is ready to be ravaged. Oh, fuck me. I want them all to touch me...
"Ever, it's almost nine. We should head back and get ready for William's arrival." Leyland breaks the tension. All thoughts leave my head and a weight settles in my gut. Ah yes, training. Gotta save the world, Ever.
My heart thunders in my chest, and my mouth goes dry. Standing there, unashamedly naked, I turn and start walking back to the house, the guys following in line on either side of me: two to my left, two to my right. I kinda feel fucking powerful. For reasons unknown to me, the Ghostbusters theme plays through my head. I hum along as we emerge from the trees. William and four men are waiting in the back garden when we arrive. I hide my body behind the guys: strangers and nakedness don't mix. Garrot strides towards the house as William speaks.
"My Queen, allow me to introduce to you, Omat, Drum, and Cass. You met Crag yesterday. They will all help you today with your training."
Shit, son. The three new guys are all over six feet, not as built as my guys, but muscular nonetheless. I try not to squirm when all four of them bend on one knee. For fuck’s sake. Garrot comes jogging back to us, a big bundle of clothes in his hands.
"Um... rise?" I say, uncertain. They stand as we all begin to dress in workout gear. The guys line up in front of me so no one can see me. I leave my feet bare, the feel of the grass making me calmer. This is fucking wild! Everyone stands there in the field behind my house, silently looking at me expectantly like I'm meant to say something. "Er.... Shall we begin, then?"
"Omat," Will says quietly, and suddenly the man barrels towards me. I throw my hands up and get knocked on my arse when Omat slams into me.
"I see you've grown close to my Victor, sister. Does his cock please you?” William sneers.
What the fuck? "Huh? We've not..." I splutter, confused and caught off guard.
Omat’s weight shifts on me. He grabs my upper arms and throws me over his head. As I'm flying through the air like a missile my only thought is Oh shit, while my mouth belts out the very mature "Weeeee!" The wind whistles past my ears and the ground suddenly appears beneath me. Just as I'm about to crash into the hard earth, I'm jerked to a stop. A groan breaks from my lips. That'll hu
rt in the morning. I float there, inches from the grass, when I hear Garrot shout.
"Motherfucking bitch!" Uh-oh.
"Today we won't be going easy on you, Everly. Today... you will learn how to use your powers, or you will suffer the consequences," Will says with more than a hint of joy in his voice. I think he's looking forward to this—maybe punishment for taking Vic from him?
"Bring it on, motherfuckers," I say as Garrot lowers me to my feet. I throw my hands out and picture Omat’s right leg being swiped from under him. But nothing happens. I try again and his knee twitches, but nothing more.
Fuck!
"Release the Selkie," Will orders his men.
I don't even see any Selkie, but one appears just feet away in front of me. It looks fucking strange—something is different. I don't have a chance to think too much because the fucking bitch plants its shoulder into my gut and tackles me to the ground. I let out a growl and slam my elbow into the thing’s neck, causing it to howl loud enough to make me cringe. I push it off and roll my body from under it. Scrambling to my feet, I take a fighting stance, my feet planted wide, my fists close to my body. I beckon with my left hand.
"Come get some, stinky bitch!" It's probably a stupid move, but I never claimed to be wise. The Selkie stands and rushes for me, so I swing a leg up, pointing my heel to its chest. The Selkie runs right into it, sending pins and needles up my leg. The pain is worth it when the creature crumples to the floor, it's webbed hands clutching its chest.
Chapter Nine
GARROT
Everly is fighting hand-to-hand with a Selkie and my insides are fucking jelly. She smacks it in the face with her little fists and I know her knuckles will be shredded before long. These creatures teeth are like razor blades. I've never been more thankful that she is immune to the poison in its saliva than when it bites her calf, making her scream out in pain. While its teeth are still in her flesh, she brings her other leg forward and stomps on the creature’s face. I can hear its bones crack from across the field. My dick twitches. She's a badarse and the inner kinky fucker in me bloody loves it.
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