by D. R. Rosier
I noticed some other changes in Bell over the week. She was always touching me now, which was more than okay with me, she was very demonstrative of her feelings now that she didn’t need to suppress them. I also didn’t miss the wistful longing looks she used to send my way, now she looked at me differently, love and contentment, and of course desire. One thing was a fact though, despite being almost completely absorbed in each other now, we were both bored out of our skulls when I had the amulet completed.
When we left our latest stop, we decided to go to Hawaii. We hadn’t been there for a long time, and although we considered one of the smaller islands which would give us more time, we were both starved for social interaction.
After we arrived we went shopping. Bell picked out a casual red dress that stopped mid thigh and showed a mouthwatering amount of cleavage when she tried it on. After we checked into a hotel, got cleaned up, and ready for a night out, we headed down to the beach where there were outside bars and a luau going on.
It was our first night there, so I felt a little relaxed, I lived for these moments when we could let our guard down just a little bit. Staying safe seemed to be a full time job, and this was our time off. We started off with a couple of drinks before I took her to the dance floor. In the moments I could take my eyes off of Bell I took in the ambiance.
There were a number of couples dancing as well as groups of women, and the live music with hula dancers added to the atmosphere. The air was warm, but we could smell the sea air and there was a light breeze and I continued to relax as we danced together.
Bell asked over our link, “Enjoying yourself?”
I replied, “Yes, we both needed this I think.”
Bell smiled mysteriously and said in my mind, “Look over my right shoulder, yellow dress alone at the bar.”
I glanced that way and took her in. She was in her late twenties and looked like a native. She had beautiful dark skin and long wavy brown hair. She was facing us, away from the bar, and taking a sip of her drink through her full lips. She had a small waist and looked to be on the shorter side. She had B cups that looked perfect on her form and she was showing a teasing amount of cleavage. She was very attractive.
When I looked back at Bell she sent, “She hasn’t taken her eyes off of us since we got here. Do you want to go say hello?”
Bell’s eyes were sparkling when I nodded, she took my hand and we walked over to the bar, taking empty seats right next to her.
Bell asked in a friendly voice, “Hi, do you mind?” as I ordered a couple of drinks.
She shook her head and said with a smile, “No, I don’t mind at all. My friends bailed on me tonight and I was thinking of calling it a night, but maybe not. I’m Kari.”
Bell said, “Nice to meet you Kari, this is Jeremy and I’m Bell.”
After a moment I asked, “Did you need another drink Kari?”
She turned her smile on me and said, “I could use another, thank you.”
We spoke for a few minutes circling the attraction we all obviously felt.
Kari asked, “So what brings you to my island?”
Bell reached out and touched her arm and said suggestively, “Just a little vacation, we’re here to let loose and have a little fun.”
Kari replied with a shy look but bold words, “Are you looking for a guide? I’d be willing to show you some hospitality and make sure you have a great time.”
Bell asked, “Would you like to join us upstairs for another drink?”
Kari reached out and touched Bell’s leg and said sultrily, “Actually I was looking forward to some time in my hot tub tonight; you two would be more than welcome to join me if you want.”
Bell agreed. We chatted for a few more minutes as we finished our drinks and we followed Kari out to her car. It was clear she knew what Bell was and I wasn’t sure if Kari or I were more excited about this little get together. Her house was only a few miles away. We skipped going in the house, simply going through the gate into her backyard which had a view of the ocean and was rather private.
Kari said, “Make yourselves comfortable, I’ll be back in a minute.”
Bell and I got undressed and left our clothes folded on the decking before we slipped into the hot tub. It was hot, and Bell was very distracting. I pulled her into my lap and kissed her hard and passionately.
We broke the kiss and Bell chuckled throatily when Kari said, “Now don’t start without me.”
We turned and she was wearing a white robe, and put down some glasses and filled them with wine. I watched her as she slipped the robe off. She was beautiful as she made her way into the hot tub, her B cups had large areolas that looked puffy with her large hard nipples stretching the skin. Her core was shaved except for a little strip up top and I could tell she was wet with anticipation at the glistening on her labia.
We both made room for her and she sat in between us. I felt her hand on my inner thigh as she turned to Bell, and without a word they were kissing. At first it was tentative, but as it got more passionate Kari slipped her hand higher on my inner thigh and then around my throbbing length.
She turned to me next and we kissed. Kari stroked me a little faster, but lightened her grip considerably as I explored the swollen wet lips of her sex with fingertips. She groaned into my mouth and straddled me, before I knew it she had impaled her center on me. I gasped at how tight and warm she felt around me. I’d thought things would move a little slower but Kari was being very aggressive.
Bell moved closer and they started kissing just inches from my face as Kari’s tight wet center fluttered up and down my length trying to get used to me.
Bell gasped and I could see Kari’s hand working her sex under the water as they continued to kiss. Kari started to rise and fall on my length as she guided Bell to stand between us. I could no longer see Kari, Bell’s beautiful ass was in my face, and I heard Kari start to lick and suck on Bell’s heaven as she rode and grinded my pleasure.
I reached up and separated her butt cheeks and started doing some licking of my own. I loved the scent of her and the taste as I heard Bell’s cries of pleasure from above us. I was lost in the scent and taste of Bell, and the warm wet blissful friction of Kari riding me with abandon.
We all came together, falling like dominoes as Kari reached her bliss first. Her tight wet heat locked around me and milked my length as she cried out in pleasure. This triggered Bell to feed which increased Kari’s bliss and the grasping and tightening heaven around my cock. Bell herself started to tremble against me from our double stimulation along with her feeding. I held her up as best I could as she came from the rush of power which split off and filled me as well.
I lost it at that point and felt my legs and balls tingle as I exploded in pleasure, filling Kari as she continued to milk me and claim my seed. I wasn’t sure exactly how it worked, but with Bell’s energies locked on Kari she didn’t feed from me, which of course was the entire point of having a threesome. To increase the amount of pleasure we could share.
When we all came down she sat between us again, and she handed us both a glass of wine and she still had a huge smile on her face. I guess she liked the effect Bell had on her orgasm; I knew I sure as hell did when it happened.
Kari said sultrily, “I hope you have time for round two, though I’m thinking perhaps we should do that in my bedroom.”
We assured her as we finished the wine, that we did have time for round two, and perhaps more. She gave us both towels as we got out, and after drying off we went into the house. I started to feel a bit dizzy and stumbled when I got to the other side of the kitchen into her hallway. It took me a few moments to connect the dots and I tried to say something to Bell through our connection, but I found I couldn’t concentrate enough.
I glared at Kari, or rather the out of focus blob, who smiled at me cruelly as I lost consciousness and collapsed to the floor.
Chapter 6 – Katrina
Things seemed to be growing, alarmingly. One of the men
I had followed was the contact for the two hunters I’d taken. That had led to about ten more men to follow that he controlled, and had led to his boss. As far as I could figure out, they worked in cells of ten with a leader. The boss had so far met with two other leaders, but I had also heard calls indicating he reported to someone else.
How many levels were there? I had no idea, but I was hoping to find out. The problem was so far the boss hadn’t had any physical contact with his boss, only phone calls. I’d already had Celane try and track the number, but it was one of those burner phones so no joy there.
I was hoping that meant it was only one more level, but I hadn’t expected quite so many humans would be involved. There were also other cell leaders, three that I knew of, that he’d talked to on the phone. So that was at least another thirty people right there on top of the thirty some odd I knew about and had followed.
I asked Celane to keep track of it all; she had a nice spreadsheet going of names, numbers, addresses and all that as they came in. I hadn’t done much this week except review memories of conversations. I now had more information than my two humans did, but I kept them regardless. They were mine now, that’s what they get for torturing my people and trying to flush me out and kill me.
Plus, it might come in handy to have remote viewers in case any of my targets lose their ghost escorts. The chances of that were low, but it could happen. I guess I shouldn’t have been that surprised at the numbers, even if it’s just the fringe of society, one percent of one percent, that would still be a staggering number out of seven billion plus. Sixty hardly even registered.
I watched Celane as she typed on the computer, she was getting the reports directly now as I was. She was also changing. She no longer felt resigned, she was more… hopeful. She still worried about me though, and she had touched me a few more times since that night I’d been so upset. I didn’t understand at all, yet I was still afraid to ask, afraid to look in her mind and find out.
I tried to leave my enslaved souls’ minds alone. Leave them that last dignity. It was partly because I didn’t want to see how much they despised me, but it was more than that. Outside the initial search of the hunters minds for what I needed I wouldn’t do it to them again either. Especially those that hadn’t attacked me directly which included all the fae. She must have sensed me watching because she turned and looked back at me and smiled.
Celane said, “Things are going well mistress.”
I frowned as I felt a lump in my throat.
I said softly to disguise the turmoil of emotions I didn’t really understand, “Celane, please call me Katrina… or Kat.”
Her smile was like watching the sun come up, “Okay Katrina.”
I left her to her work and retreated into the kitchen for some lunch… and a drink to calm my thoughts. I knew I was being a coward, but Celane was the only one who genuinely liked me, although I thought Allie might be slowly changing her mind about me. Sometimes it felt like her anger and words are more habit than true ire.
Still, point being if I screw up with Celane I really will be alone. I’d have to have a talk with her soon though, if she didn’t want to tell me I’d just deal with it. I thought about going out, I hadn’t been out of the house in a week, since the attack. Not out of worry, I’d simply been busy trying to map things out and track them.
I frowned as a new message came in. They were sending five more since the two teams of two failed to get the job done, or even report back. Well at least I wouldn’t be surprised tomorrow; they would get here on the morning flight. I would make sure I was ready for them.
Over the last week I’d also been keeping tabs on the new witch. As far as I could tell she didn’t belong to any coven, and I wondered what had brought her here. There were a few sorcerers in what I had considered my city, and we just left each other alone, kind of live and let live. They were older and too stubborn to move, they also hadn’t ever attacked me or my family.
The werewolves were in the country and we never butted heads. But witches had steered clear of the city since I claimed it six years ago, and took two of their members for trying to kill me.
This new witch seemed to just be living her life. I was fairly sure she wasn’t another plant like the witch the slutty bitch demoness killed. I considered the idea again of reaching out, but what was I expecting to get out of it? Most likely I’d just panic her and she’d either fight or flee. I frowned. This wasn’t the same; I’d be talking to one person, not reaching out to a whole community that could kill me.
I wasn’t afraid of one witch. But was that plus me being lonely a good reason to disrupt her life and perhaps put mine in danger? It was easy to get angry about it, the reputation of most necromancers made it virtually impossible to have a friendship. Only Glinda in Chicago had managed it, and that mostly because she was only half necromancer, she didn’t even keep the people that attacked her… But honestly I couldn’t blame them for their fearful reactions; I could only blame the other necromancers.
The witch was young too, relatively young, she was a couple of years older than I was, maybe twenty four or twenty five. Her name was Sue and she was about five foot six. She was cute with her short blonde pixie hair cut and deep blue eyes. From what I could tell she made a living making potions and selling them online. She was also attempting to start a storefront business.
It was a good idea; witches had a lot to offer humans and had no reason to hide anymore. I was surprised more of them didn’t open shops in that way, probably just continuing to hide out of habit. She was young enough to see the opportunity in change.
I snorted; maybe I could send a note? I couldn’t decide what to do and just put it off. I didn’t want to approach her at her house, it felt too stalkerish. I know, irony, since I’m having her watched by the dead. But maybe when she got the store going, or if she went out to a club or something I could go introduce myself. I knew I was being a coward, but it was more than fear of rejection, or fear I’d be attacked. I didn’t want to screw up her life either.
Celane’s voice shocked me and I almost knocked my beer over; I hadn’t even felt her walk into the kitchen.
“What’s the plan tomorrow, do you think you’ll be able to take five of them?”
I said thoughtfully, “I’m not sure. My shields handled one of them easily enough while the second was too disoriented to fight. But if all five hit me, even my new shields might crack. That said I can take Katie with me, she can move fast and be a distraction for a couple of them. I can also take tweedle dee and dumb with me. Those two jackasses might confuse them being on my side now and all. I might just have them followed for a couple of days, see if they talk to anyone else here first.
“I’m sure I can pick a good time to attack, unless they go after the coven again. I’ll have them lay low in the morning, stay somewhere else. I might even get Neal to help, a sorcerer couldn’t hurt.”
Celane said softly, “One of us might help as well.”
I frowned, “Maybe, but you all are support and defense. You keep me hidden, safe, and mobile. I’d rather have you here guarding over my body while I’m out there in Allie.”
I felt Celane’s worry as she asked, “Why not just let them fumble about, do you have to attack them?”
I sighed, “They might grow bored and go away, but it’s more likely they will continue to shake down the vamps to get me to come out. Plus I’m tired of hiding. I’m not even really angry about it, how messed up is that? I just want to stop them; they need to be stopped before they make us extinct. Stopping bad necromancers and warlocks are one thing, but genocide? I’ll be taking the fight to them as soon as I have them mapped out, not only just defending this territory.”
I felt a surge of both concern and relief from her, how did that make sense? I couldn’t stand not knowing anymore so I pulled up my big girl panties and turned to look at her.
“Celane, can I ask you something?”
She gave me the strangest look and then nodded.
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I asked slowly, weighing my words, “Why do you care about me so much, and why are you so relieved right now? Why don’t you hate me, you’re a good soul, I should let you go yet I’m way to selfish too actually do it. What were you even doing here with the others? I can’t imagine you hurting a fly, much less trying to destroy a world.”
She answered patiently, “You were very angry when we met for the first time. I don’t know why you never searched my memories, but I’m grateful you didn’t then; it wouldn’t have… been good. You were too angry and too young back then to understand. I’m relieved because you are handling this so well, I thought it might fill you with rage as you were in the past. I could feel your anger yesterday, but it was more at Gina’s treatment than anything else.
“As for the first question, I think you should look for yourself. If you let me guide you into my mind, I’d like you to see some of my memories. Then I will finish explaining.”
I nodded and walked back into the den, taking a seat at the couch. She sat next to me, and I was surprised when she took my hand. I wasn’t used to being touched, but I found I didn’t mind it, not when it was Celane.
“Come into my mind Kat.”
I followed our link and entered her mind. The landscape around me was alien. There were trees that seemed to go up forever as they reached for the sky. I was standing next to Celane and she was still holding my hand. I wasn’t really in control, Celane was. I picked up then that she was over a thousand years old that day when I snagged her soul.
In the middle of the clearing I saw a young girl on the cusp of womanhood. It was obviously Celane and she was sitting there and appeared to be meditating. Slowly the young lady’s thoughts became clear to me, and then I felt like they were mine, I was in her mind inside the memory.
