The Balance

by C. L. Nelson

  He nodded, his hand going down to my ass to press me tighter against his long thick length that was hard as steel. “I need you.”

  “Mmm, and I need you.” I grabbed his face and turn his head to the side like I was going to whisper something in his ear. “But first…” I licked up the side of his face. “I need to shower.” I laughed and sauntered off into the bathroom.

  Chapter 27

  Kian

  Charlie left me standing in the middle of the bedroom. I don’t know if this is my punishment for being stupid, or if she is just trying to kill me. I knew she would be the death of me, but damn, this is a cruel way to go.

  Nope, not going down like this, I decided before marching into the bathroom. The water was running, steam filling the room. She was already in the shower, the thought of her wet and soapy making my dick throb.

  “Are you getting in or not?” Charlie asked as she peeked around the shower curtain, her hair wet.

  “Fuck, I’m going to be so far in,” I said as I strip off my clothes in a hurry.

  Charlie laughed. “Brag much?”

  I pulled back the curtain and froze. Oh fuck. She looks even better without clothes on. Curves like that should be illegal, her narrow waist like a valley between her large breasts and thick thighs. I can’t even look at the slit between her legs yet.

  “Turn around,” I commanded.

  Charlie’s eyes were busy roaming my body. They flicked to mine. “Get in here and make me,” she said, pulling me in the shower.

  I stepped into the shower and pressed her against the wall. I put my hands on either side of her face, angling it up toward mine. I kiss her lips gently at first, brushing them softly against hers. I nearly lost it when she nibbled on my bottom lip.

  She flicked her tongue out, just barely touching my lips. I met her tongue with my own the next time it ventured out. We took our time and explored each other while the water poured on us. My tongue is sliding in and out of her mouth like a preview of what I want to do between her thighs.

  Fuck, I can’t take it. Without warning, I turn her around and hold her arms over her head. I take a step away from her while still holding her arms.

  She made a protesting noise at the loss of my body. “Get back here. I need to feel you against me.”

  I groaned. “One second. I just need to see you like this.” I love her ass. It's fucking perfect. It's round and sits high like she does squats all day long. And dear sweet Creators, it looks even better glistening from the water.

  I let go of her arms, but don’t let her turn around. I crouched down and lick the water off her cheek.

  She let out a gasp. I bite her ass hard enough to leave imprints of my teeth, then kiss the marks. I can smell her skin, coconut, and tropical fruit. All I can think about is parting her thighs and seeing if she tastes like she smells.

  Suddenly, I stand up, turn her around, and throw her over my shoulder like that time in her apartment. Only this time, I keep my hand on her ass.

  She let out that noise females sometimes make when they are startled, half scream, half squeak, before saying, “My view is amazing. How’s yours?”

  I growled, “Best fucking view ever.” I slapped her ass as I carried her out of the shower.

  She laughed. “Goodness. Where did my proper, well-mannered gentleman go?

  I toss her on the bed. I stand there a minute and admire the view. “Angel, you drive me wild. In public, I am still going to be a gentleman, but in private...in private, I am going to fuck you like a caveman.”

  She moaned and opened her legs, inviting me in. Her core was glistening from her arousal.

  “I need to taste you,” I said while climbing on the bed towards her.

  I run my hand up her leg as I position myself between her thighs. I lower my head to her center and lick straight up the middle in one long slow stroke. Fuck, she tastes better than she smells.

  She inhaled sharply.

  I kissed her between her legs like I did her mouth. I took my time exploring her, concentrating on the spots that made her cry out before easing off.

  The sounds she was making were driving me crazy. She was rocking her hips against my mouth, undulating on the bed.

  I slide my tongue up to the top of her sex, to her sensitive nub. I started incessantly flicking my tongue as I plunged a finger inside of her.

  Her breathy sighs changed to deep moans before she grabbed my head, pressing my mouth more tightly against her sex. She came apart when I slid a second finger inside of her, screaming her release.

  I kept going until she stilled, only involuntary twitching from the aftershocks. I licked up her one more time and she shivered.

  Her eyes were still closed when I pressed my erection against her opening.

  “Ready?” I asked as I rub my dick against her sex.

  She moaned and nodded, but then stopped me. “Condom?” she asked.

  I laughed. “Reapers and anyone with ethernal or infernal blood can’t catch those human diseases if that’s what you are worried about.” I paused and frowned before saying, “Also, I can’t get you pregnant. It’s genetically impossible for reapers to procreate with another species.”

  She frowned. “I didn’t know that. I want to talk about this, but not right now. If I don’t feel you inside of me soon, I might die.”

  I grinned at her. “Well, we wouldn’t want that,” I said as I thrust inside of her.

  I froze when she gasped.

  “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

  She started to laugh. “I’m alright. I just forgot that this body hasn’t been with a male before.” She shook her head. “I am having a hard time sorting through all of my memories.”

  I had to think for a minute before I understood what she meant. “Oh shit, I am so sorry. I would have been gentler if I knew you were a virgin.” I started to pull out, intent on stopping.

  She locked her legs around me. “No, don’t stop. I need you.” She pulled me closer with her legs while sliding her body on to mine.

  I groaned. I slid inside of her as far as I could go before pulling out slowly. I began to move in and out of her, slowly picking up speed.

  I leaned over her and took one of her nipples in my mouth. I kissed, licked, nipped, and sucked her breasts while continuing to penetrate her sex. I kissed my way up her neck, her jaw, and then claimed her mouth.

  Between one thrust and the next, she came for me, screaming her pleasure to the ceiling, her body gripping me tightly.

  I slide out of her, grab her legs, and pull her to the end of the bed. I flip her around, so she is bent over the bed. I kiss each cheek before spreading them and penetrating her soaking wet core from behind. I get back into a rhythm, fucking her hard and fast, no longer being gentle.

  “Fuck, you feel so good. Not going to last much longer.” I said as I start to lose my rhythm. I lean over her and kiss up her spine.

  I lose it when she helps me fuck her by thrusting backwards as I thrust inside of her. It doesn’t take much longer before I thrust one final time and release deep inside of her.

  She cried out and I could feel her muscles tightening again as another orgasm took her over the edge with me.

  After a moment of recovery, I reluctantly pulled out of her. I missed the heat of her body instantly. I lifted her into my arms and moved around the side of the bed to lay her in a more comfortable spot. I climbed in behind her and wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her close to me.

  I was just about to fall asleep, exhausted from the last few days, when Charlie rolls over to face me.

  “I’m not done with you yet,” she whispered against my lips before she kissed me.

  She pushed me over, so I am now laying on my back. She kisses her way down to my neck, my chest, my stomach. She looks me in the eyes as she takes me into her mouth.

  I am suddenly re-energized. My dick is hard and ready. I start to sit up, but Charlie puts one hand on my chest and stops me.

  “Nope. My tu
rn to be on top,” she said as she straddles me. She rises just enough to place the tip of my dick against her opening. She lowers herself slowly, painfully slow.

  I can’t take it anymore. I thrust my hips upward, burying myself inside her. I place my hands on her hips as she begins to ride me.

  We continued like that for a while, taking turns being on top. I might never get anything else done again. My female is nearly insatiable.

  ***

  Sometime later, Charlie is laying in my arms. She let out a sigh that sounded like she was satisfied and content. “I love you too, by the way,” she said. “And not because you just nearly fucked me into a coma.” She laughed. I smiled and squeezed her tighter. “Being with you makes me the happiest male in all of the realms, angel.” I kissed the top of her head, inhaling her scent.

  I’d like to stay just like this, freeze this moment, but my good mood drains from me when I think about a future with her. I am going to have to give her up.

  It’s likely that my father is going to die soon, either by someone else’s hand or by my own. He has earned his death and a nice long stay in the Pit for all of his evil doings.

  With his death, I will become the new King of the Reapers. With the title comes numerous responsibilities, which includes producing an heir.

  “What’s the matter, Kian? I can feel you growing distant,” Charlie said, tilting her head up to look at me.

  I kissed her like it was the last time I would be able to. “Just thinking about my father and what has to be done.”

  I could feel her anger fill the air around us. “I’m going to kill him. He tried to rape me and he stole thousands of years of my life.” It was dark in the room, but I am pretty sure Charlie’s eyes turned black.

  I sat up. “HE WHAT?” I start to get out of bed and put my clothes on. “I’m going to kill him! I’ll rip his soul out!”

  Charlie got out of bed and grabbed my face, getting my attention. “Kian, calm down. It was thousands of years ago and I stopped him. That’s how he got his facial scar. Besides, I can handle my own revenge.”

  I wrapped her in my arms. “I don’t want you anywhere near my father. He killed my mother. I won’t let him take you from me too.”

  Charlie pulled away from me slowly like she was reluctant to let go. “I can take care of myself, Kian. I’m pretty sure I’m the strongest being in all of the realms besides the Creators.” Her eyebrows lowered. “Well, I am not entirely sure if I’d be able to take on the Ladies of the Waiting either. Oh, and that reminds me. Fate was working with Alaric, so be careful around her.”

  “Seriously? Has our whole existence gone to the Pit?” I said. I think about Fate’s recent absences from the Ladies of the Waiting. “That makes sense. My father wouldn’t have been able to put you in multiple incarnations without her help, and she has been missing recently.”

  Charlie grabbed my hand and pulled me back toward the bed. “Enough of this topic. Let’s wrap ourselves around each other and get some sleep. We will make a plan to take care of your father in the morning.”

  I do as she tells me because there is nowhere that I’d rather be than in bed with her.

  I wake up in a cold sweat an hour later. I had a nightmare about my father abducting Charlie again and forcing her to become his queen. After I catch my breath, I quietly and carefully get out of bed, so I don’t wake up Charlie.

  I have decided that I am going after my father right now and finally put an end to his evil tyranny. I can’t take the chance that Charlie will be in danger. It scares me to death when I think about losing her.

  I got dressed and looked at Charlie sleeping on the bed. She has already felt my absence and is reaching out for me in her sleep. I astralocate to the mansion in the Waiting before she wakes up. I will end my father’s life to save Charlie from any more suffering and to make sure she is safe.

  Chapter 28

  Alaric

  I’LL BURN OUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE TO THE GROUND. THE BALANCE BE DAMNED! I’LL DESTROY WHOEVER TOOK MY QUEEN!

  I am furious when I discover Carina is gone. I astralocated to my home in Louisiana to check on Carina, but when I got there she wasn’t in our bedroom and I smelled blood. I tracked down the source. One of the guest bedrooms was saturated with blood and other gore.

  The bed is soaked with blood, rope dangling from each bedpost. Lachlan is lying in a puddle of congealing blood on the floor next to the bed. There is a gaping hole in the center of his chest. I take a closer look and notice that his heart is gone. It looks like someone punched into his chest, grabbed his heart, and ripped it out.

  Not too far from Lachlan is half of a leg, complete with a foot. I sank to my knees, my stomach threatening to expel its contents when I realized it was a female leg. I recognized it as once having belonged to my dear Carina.

  Rage started to flood my body as I began to piece together what happened here. The dark fae broke our deal and came to torture Carina early. I WASN’T READY YET! I don’t have her immortal body and now I don’t even have her soul. Whoever took Carina and killed Lachlan is going to die!

  If Carina’s soul destroys itself before her immortal body is found, I will do everything in my power to end our existence. I can’t live without her and if I don’t get to live then no one does!

  Suddenly, I hear giggling from down the hall. The nymphs are still here. They failed to keep an eye on my female and now she is gone. Their giggling fuels my rage.

  I marched down the hall to the guest bedroom that the giggling was coming from. I kicked down the door and they screamed. They start giggling when they see me, clearly not sensing any danger.

  “Big daddy, have you come to play with us? We miss feeling you inside us,” the red head, Cherry, or whatever her name is, said while massaging her breasts.

  I’d rather fuck a rotting bloated corpse. I think to myself.

  In a burst of inhuman speed, I enter the room and break all three of their necks before any of them have a chance to react.

  I feel slightly better. I don’t even care that they didn’t intentionally let my queen be taken from me. All I care about is destroying anyone remotely involved with taking her from me.

  I have a feeling I will be left without an heir by the time I am done. I know Kian had something to do with this. The meddling idiot thinks he is in love with my female.

  I should never have had children. I never wanted them, but the fucking rules said I had to produce an heir. I don’t have much of an excuse for the rest of them. Sometimes children happen when you fuck a bitch enough times.

  For a while, I had a harem of female reapers to satisfy my needs. One pussy wasn’t enough to sate my sex drive. That changed after I met Carina. I only wanted her from the moment I saw her. Don’t get me wrong, I still fucked other whores while I waited for her to come around.

  I grew tired of the females in my harem, especially the ones that gave birth to my offspring. They acted like I should treat them better because they were the mothers of my children, like I should give a fuck.

  I did them a favor and killed them outright, allowing their souls to go wherever the fuck they went. I made it look like accidents, even though I don’t have to explain my actions to anyone. I am the motherfucking King of the Reapers.

  It was fucking time-consuming to stage their deaths as accidents when the only definitive way to kill a reaper is to sever the spinal column and remove the heart. It’s harder than it sounds when reapers are one of the strongest and most durable species in existence, only ethereals and infernals outmatch our strength and speed.

  I took a deep breath to try to cool my rage. When I have it under control, I astralocate to Paris to the apartment of one of my sons. I think his name is Jared. Is he the one with the twin sister, Emily? Whatever, I don’t care.

  The apartment is empty when I arrive. I guess Kian isn’t as dumb as I thought. He knew I would come back here to look for her. I spent the next couple hours astralocating around the Provisional to all the locatio
ns my informants have reported as belonging to my bastards. There was no trace of Carina in any of them. I even checked her apartment in Massachusetts, but she hasn’t been there since my team cleaned it up.

  I gave up and astralocated back to my throne room in the Waiting. The guard that I sent to the Pit was waiting for me to return.

  I walked over to my throne and took a seat. “You better have good news for me. I am not in a good mood.”

  He bowed but stayed on the other side of the room. The news must not be good, or he wouldn’t look so afraid. “Your majesty, I believe your queen escaped wherever you had her hidden away.”

  “I MOTHERFUCKING KNOW THAT ALREADY!” I yelled at him. “The next words out of your mouth better be something I don’t know.”

  He fell to the floor, abasing himself before me. “I think she is back in her immortal body. She was in the Pit with the Infernal King. I didn’t even know they had a king,” he rambled, clearly nervous.

  “Of course, they have a king, though he is rarely seen, even by the infernals. What makes you think she was back in her immortal body?” I asked while I counted to ten in my head. I am quickly losing my patience.

  “Well, two infernal males accosted her, held her by her arms,” he said.

  My rage filled me at the thought of anyone touching my queen.

  He spoke faster, sensing my rage. “Her eyes turned black, like solid black. At the exact same time, the Infernal King and your queen shot fire out of their bodies and lit three infernals on fire. Her fire burned the male infernals to ashes. My Liege, I wasn’t aware your queen descended from the Infernal King.”

  I didn’t know that either, but I am not going to admit that to him. I am suddenly in a better mood. My queen is alright and is back in her immortal body. I just have to get her back and then I can be happy. She loves me. I know she does. She must be trying to get back to me.