Home of Consequence

by Archibald Bradford

  The sarcasm left the man’s voice as quickly as it came, and his look turned serious again.

  “So you and your girls raided her warehouse, alone, hoping to catch her with her drawers down? How’d that work out for you?”

  She glared at the man, and he returned it in kind.

  “No Aegis presence here, so yeah, we had no back up.”

  “Why didn’t you contact my office for help?”

  She sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

  “Buddy, I don’t know you. And while I’m grateful for you for risking your ass to pull mine out of there, this was an Aegis party, invite only, and you weren’t invited. End of story.”

  He rolled his eyes.

  “Okay, why don’t we try this then? My name is Hugh Laurent, formerly Aegis Special Operator, second class, now retired. If you’d bothered to check with me, then together we could have surrounded the building and done this properly.”

  Miranda’s jaw dropped at his words, but before she could say anything he held up his hands.

  “Look, what’s done is done, we can point the fingers all fucking night, for now, you need to see to your Amazon.” He let out a shuddering breath; “I’ll deal with the Tenebrae.”

  Miranda was shaking her head before he finished speaking.

  “No, we already have… arrangements in place for them. If you want to help, then work with Lilly to get them squared away for the night.”

  His eyes widened at her words, but even as he opened his mouth to ask the obvious question she cut him off with a sharp whisper.

  “Not here.”

  “Right… well, if we don’t need to do anything permanent then all the better, I retired for a reason.”

  As he spoke the elemental landed beside him, the orange skinned girl immediately pressed herself tight to his side and fussed with his face and hair as the flames coming off of her body enveloped him.

  “Master! Are you alright? What happened? Who’s this stupid ugly bitch? Did she hurt you? I’ll burn her if she did!”

  Elementals had their quirks, and everyone knew that Ifrit became incredibly jealous and possessive when their passions were up, and this girl had just torched an entire warehouse, so her passions were way up.

  The girl’s heat blasted against Miranda, but she wisely didn’t say anything, instead waiting on Hugh to manage his volatile bond-mate.

  “I’m fine Kit, I’ll explain everything later okay baby? And no, this ugly bitch didn’t hurt me. She’s stupid but she’s with the Aegis so please don’t burn her.”

  The ugly bitch didn’t take it personally: hurtful words were preferable to hurtful flames.

  She’d had enough of fire tonight.

  Kit turned to face Miranda, with one hand around Hugh’s waist and the other on her hip, the Ifrit was incredibly smug now that her master had agreed with her assessment of the grey haired woman.

  “Ha, suck it fatty! You’re stupid and ugly and my Master doesn’t want you, so go away!”

  Again Miranda simply waited for Hugh to deal with the situation.

  He sighed and rubbed at his smoke-stung eyes.

  “Kit, we’re the ones who are going away, we need to see to the Tenebrae. Aegis, get those injuries tended to.”

  “Y-yeah! Tend to your stupid injuries! Ha! Burn!”

  She turned with a flirt of her smoking hot ass and the lawkeeper led her away, people wisely keeping their distance from the volatile monster, while Miranda looked to see them loading Kala onto a stretcher.

  The Amazon was conscious, so Miranda followed the medics, pausing long enough to draw in a shaky and painful breath as her adrenaline crashed and her legs shook.

  She’s okay, we’re all okay.

  Barely.

  Chapter 17:

  Courting Disaster

  Cordelia and Oldeera had spent a great deal of time together since they first met, indeed, the Hornet queen had seen little of anyone else since arriving in Kettering! She had not even seen Nameless since that first night back.

  She had originally intended to seduce the open-hearted young man using her mission as a pretext. And while it would have taken some time, especially after a disastrous first meeting with Nina that ended with her and her entire hive in full retreat, she had still been determined to make him hers.

  But then a red-faced girl with disheveled hair and flour on her cheeks yelled at her.

  Now her Hornets did their duty and patrolled around the Empath and his bond-mates, but aside from the occasional visit from Ophelia and Volka, the smitten queen had eyes only for Cordelia Loskins, a simple baker of all things!

  Though they had not gotten physical beyond kissing and heavy petting, there was a charged energy between them and it was getting harder and harder for the young girl to pull away from the queen when they parted from one another.

  Oldeera therefore had high hopes for this, their latest date.

  While mostly farmland, the area around Kettering did have its fair share of idyllic woods with many walking trails within that Cordelia was fond of. She was currently leading the queen through one of her favorites while they talked, laughed, and flirted together.

  The sky was turning orange and the sun was lowering in the sky when Cordelia pulled the queen into a little grove off the trail that she knew about.

  “It’s so peaceful here.” Oldeera remarked as she looked around.

  She knelt and picked up a flimsy leaf, the brilliant orange of it a match for the sky above.

  “It is.”

  Cordelia’s heart was pounding.

  The heat between them had begun to simmer the moment they stepped into the privacy of the woods.

  Along the trail they had snuggled a few times; Oldeera had copped a feel of Cordelia’s breasts and ass more than once, while Cordelia had even built up the courage to reach under the queen’s armoured skirt and explore her curves briefly.

  And now they were off the trail, truly alone in the woods and the mutual desire between them grew by the second as they were drawn together once more.

  The Hornet queen stroked her fingers down Cordelia’s cheek, leaving a tingling trail in their wake as her skin blushed from the contact.

  She leaned in, their lips barely touching as her hot breath washed over Cordelia’s cheeks.

  “Honey, there is a conversation from several days ago that I would dearly like to continue.”

  In a haze of desire all Cordelia could do was let out a questioning murmur.

  “The one where you were naked in my arms, our breasts pressed together-”

  She gave a tiny peck with her lips just beside Cordelia’s nose.

  “-and I gave you a taste of what a Hornet’s wings could do.”

  Her thigh slid between Cordelia’s legs, the chitin greaves brushing against Cordelia’s calves, the hard contact caused her legs to spread involuntarily as the queen buzzed her wings for a moment.

  Cordelia gasped as both hands shot down to grip the Hornet’s naked thigh before it could reach her sex.

  “I-”

  “It is up to you. But honey, I really want to pleasure you.” The queen spoke in a husky tone before pressing their lips together.

  They were silent but for the wet suckling of their mouths as the frantically made out, their tongues sliding together energetically.

  Cordelia spoke out of the side of her mouth between desperate kisses.

  “I- mmmph- want that- hmmm- too.”

  They broke apart, both panting.

  “I want that too.” Cordelia repeated.

  Though she was nervous at the unknown delights the queen offered, there was no more denying her attraction to the Hornet, her reservations falling away as she submitted to the inevitable.

  A shudder ran all through Oldeera’s body at the girl’s acceptance and she sank to one knee, the armour of her greaves enough to protect her shin from the sticks and fallen leaves while her other leg formed a bench in front of her.

  Cordelia swallowed and began
to hike up her skirt as she slid forwards, but Oldeera put her hand on her hip to stop her.

  “It would be… better, for you if you took your underwear off.”

  The Hornet’s eyes were hooded, and left unsaid was that it would be better for her too.

  Cordelia bit her lip as she debated it in her mind, but the naked desire in Oldeera’s eyes settled it for her.

  She stepped back with a shy smile and leaned down to run her hands up her legs under her dress, her skirt bunching around her wrists as more and more of her flesh was exposed to the Hornet’s hungry eyes.

  When she reached her hips she hooked her thumbs into the band of her panties, bit her lip as she pulled them off of her hips, but paused. Her skirt bunched around her waist, she released her undergarment and very deliberately lifted the front hem of her dress to show Oldeera her naked pussy.

  It was a long desired vision for the love-starved woman.

  Cordelia kept herself trimmed, the downy curls of her dark lower hairs sitting neatly above her lips, while her panties were stretched between her thighs, low enough to afford the kneeling monster a clear view, but high enough to add a nice splash of red to the tableau.

  The poor Hornet audibly swallowed at the sight, her own groin blooming with heat as she involuntarily licked her lips.

  But Cordelia soon blushed and let her skirt drop, a quick tease, not a full show. Once again she hooked her panties and slowly leaned down to pull the fabric down and off of her legs.

  She lifted one foot, then the other, now holding the dainty bit of silk with one thumb.

  Though she didn’t know how the date would end, somewhere in her mind she had an idea, so she had donned one of her raciest pairs of underwear.

  Ruby red, lacy, and very skimpy.

  With a wink and a nervous flutter from her chest she tossed the tiny bit of silk at the queen.

  Oldeera caught it and worked the fabric between her fingers for a moment.

  It was damp with the girl’s need.

  She moaned slightly as she brought the panties to her nose and, staring straight at a breathless Cordelia, she breathed in the scent of her arousal.

  With another sharp inhalation through her nose, the queen’s legs trembled and her hips gyrated as Cordelia’s scent washed over her.

  It took considerable willpower for the Hornet not to tackle the poor girl.

  Oldeera spoke quietly so as not to break the building mood.

  “I hope you know… that you’re never getting these back.”

  Cordelia stepped forwards again, her face flush as she stood with her legs on either side of Oldeera’s thigh.

  The cool air of the night washed over her naked flesh, but did nothing to extinguish the flames of lust that radiated out from her nether lips.

  “And I hope you know that I’m a screamer.”

  Cordelia was far from being a virgin, at least with men, and she had more than once achieved orgasm with them, though it was a rare thing given the selfish nature of her former boyfriends. But it had happened enough times that she at least knew how loud she could be.

  For her former lovers it had been an annoyance, but Oldeera only smiled wide at the revelation.

  “Oh, goody!”

  She ran her hands up Cordelia’s dress, pulling the fabric up as she leaned in to kiss the brunette’s stomach through the cloth.

  “Whenever you’re ready honey.” She murmured with her face pressed into the yielding warmth of her tummy.

  It was a bit awkward, but using Oldeera’s shoulders for leverage she squatted down, though her legs were quickly trembling with the effort.

  “It’s okay, I can take the weight. And I certainly won’t let you fall” Oldeera chuckled.

  She was now eye-level with the girl’s perky breasts, still hidden from view.

  With a gasp Cordelia dropped the rest of the way down, all of her weight on Oldeera’s leg as the comparative coolness of the queen’s thigh met her naked pussy lips.

  She spent a couple seconds adjusting herself to be more comfortable while Oldeera held her waist to help her stay balanced.

  Then she looked down slightly into the Hornet’s eyes as a slow smile split the queen’s face.

  “Hi.”

  Cordelia swallowed but returned the smile.

  “Hi.”

  “Are you ready?”

  But Cordelia’s throat closed as she fought back tears from the intense moment, so all that she could do was give a jerky nod.

  The Hornet tilted her face up, a clear invitation and Cordelia leaned down to accept the kiss, her arms now on the monster girl’s shoulders, while Oldeera’s were around the soft flesh of her waist.

  The queen broke the kiss just long enough to speak.

  “I’ll start slow.”

  Cordelia thought that she had braced herself, thought that she was ready.

  She thought wrong.

  She didn’t hear so much as feel the deep rumble of Oldeera’s wings through her pelvis, the muscles of her thighs clenched together and her pussy spasmed at the sensation while she gasped into Oldeera’s mouth.

  After a few seconds it stopped and she let out a cry, again while their lips were together.

  Oldeera broke away again, now kissing her way down her jaw and the nape of her neck, she caught Cordelia’s skin between her teeth, nibbling slightly.

  “More?”

  The warmth of her exhalation over Cordelia’s neck caused goose bumps to form all over her shoulders.

  “M-more.” She whimpered in reply.

  Oldeera traced the tip of her tongue up the middle of her lover’s throat, until Cordelia lifted her head and the queen sucked her chin into her mouth.

  With a pop she pulled back again.

  “Then, can I have more too?”

  Cordelia’s eyes were closed, but she opened them in confusion and tilted her face back down to meet the queen’s gaze.

  “More what?”

  “I liked what I saw earlier, can I see more?” The queen clarified.

  Her hands released Cordelia’s waist and she flicked one of the buttons on the front of the dress to make her point more clear.

  “You, want to see me, my b-breasts?”

  “Is that alright?”

  From the tone in her voice Cordelia knew that she could refuse, everything from the very first moment together she could have refused.

  She just didn’t want to.

  She gave a little nod and the Hornet queen bit her lip in anticipation.

  Strong fingers worked the buttons out of their loops one at a time while Cordelia dropped her own hands down to stroke the flesh of the queen’s upper arms.

  “I am dearly regretting wearing my armour.” The queen pouted as she undid the last button and slowly pulled the fabric apart.

  “Why did you?”

  She shrugged as her fingers traced between the exposed valley of Cordelia’s breasts.

  “When a queen leaves her hive it is usually to fight, not to fuck, but if we are to do this again I should maybe find myself a pretty dress.”

  She slid her hands into the open fabric of Cordelia’s dress and cupped her little breasts.

  “Eeeek! Cold!” Cordelia yelped and drove her hips forwards slightly.

  Her nipples peaked in Oldeera’s hands as the queen giggled.

  “They’re just as delicious as I thought they’d be.”

  She spent several seconds massaging the two mounds, her hands quickly warming against Cordelia’s hot tit-flesh.

  Oldeera leaned her head up once more, her tongue lashing out over the girl’s chin.

  “Well, you gave me what I wanted…”

  Without warning she buzzed her wings again and simultaneously kneaded the smaller girl’s breasts harder.

  The sensual grip of the queen’s palms combined with the sudden vibration on her naked sex caused Cordelia to let out an explosive moan and hunch forwards.

  This time the queen’s wings didn’t stop, in fact, they buzzed
harder and she nuzzled her face into the brunette’s neck before whispering.

  “Ride me honey, grind that pretty little pussy of yours against me, I want to see just how much of a screamer you are.”

  The pleasure was intense and the buzzing vibration against her sensitive clit caused Cordelia to arch her back as she let out another cry of bliss. Her hands gripped her face and hair, her teeth bit down on her pinky finger as she moaned.

  While for her part Oldeera pushed the young girl’s breasts upwards and together before leaning in to bury her face into the cleavage now presented to her, her tongue and lips working all over the warm flesh.

  “Oh fuck! Oldeera, Oh fuck me!”

  The Hornet’s response was muffled by her tits, but by the way the vibration increased her meaning was clear.

  Pulling one hand away from the perfect breasts wrapped around her face, Oldeera moved it up Cordelia’s thigh and around to grip her ass under the bunched up dress. With a squeeze she pulled the smaller girl forwards as the buzzing of her wings intensified.

  Cordelia let out another cry and gripped the Hornet’s head tight to her chest, while Oldeera slipped her other hand down to cup the other ass cheek and guide the thrusting of the girl’s hips.

  “Suck me! Oh fuck me and suck my nipples!”

  Cordelia leaned back even farther, allowing the Hornet to suck one of her tits between her teeth as the young girl screamed into the night, her orgasm rapidly approaching.

  Oldeera worked the muscles of her leg, bouncing her thigh to add yet another dimension of pleasure, while her wings now buzzed in rhythm so as not to overwhelm the poor girl.

  Cordelia’s tongue was hanging out lewdly now, her face a splotchy mess as tears of agonizing pleasure coursed down her cheeks. Her breathing began to come in quick gasps as she humped her pussy against the queen’s thigh, the fingers of Oldeera’s hands gripping her ass tighter to help her along.

  “I’m so close! Fuck, Oldeera!”

  Abruptly Oldeera shifted her face to capture her other nipple and bite down just hard enough to make Cordelia scream, at the same time the Hornet buzzed her wings just as hard as she was able, orange leaves around them danced into the air as the sudden rush of wind took hold of them, as if the natural world was reacting to Cordelia’s orgasm.