Of Another Dimension

by Jeanette Lynn

  "Oh, sounds dangerous. I'm glad that's over with." I let out a breath, relieved.

  "Are you going to come to the fields with me today?" Kieve asked, smiling at me secretively.

  Someone wants to go have a little roll in the grass.

  "She can't," Sieren rumbled, "She's going to teach me more of her food today."

  And before I could argue that fact, he added, "You promised."

  "You keep throwing that in my face, big boy, and hot blonde or not, I'm going to kick your ass!"

  Kieve and Teivel burst out laughing and Sieren quirked a brow at me.

  "Is that so, chomcharra?"

  "Yes," I shrugged, "And if that doesn't work, then I'll give the mating mark on your arse a good slap and run like hell."

  Kieve choked out another laugh and Teivel eyed Sieren's neck.

  "She marked you on your ass?"

  Sieren flushed blue, marched around the table and snatched me out of Teivel's arms as he laughed at Sieren's expense.

  He slung me over his shoulder, marching determinedly into the laundry room.

  "What are you doing, blondie? Gonna wash my mouth out with soap?"

  "No," he growled, "I'm going to fuck you until you forget how to speak and I won't have to worry about you announcing to the world that you claimed my ass!"

  "I like that," I cackled gleefully. "I own your ass, baby!!" I crowed.

  The door slammed with a thud and the lock clicked in place, ensuring our privacy.

  There was a hard crack and a husky moan.

  Kieve and Teivel guffawed loudly from the kitchen.

  "It's not that funny, damn it! And Leave my ass alone!" Sieren bellowed.

  His bellows were soon replaced with husky murmurs, gasps and moans. Then we had the wall thudding and thumping as he pushed me against it and pounded into me, his horns banging against the wall loudly as he sent us both over.

  Oh, what a way to start my day!

  ****

  "Kieve?" I called, hoping I hadn't taken too long and missed him before he circled back to come home for lunch.

  There was a rustling in the bushes and I looked around, waiting for him to pop up.

  A large cat like beast loped out of the bushes and I froze, food container tightly clutched in my hands.

  The beast eyed me and sniffed the air.

  Oh, god! Didn't Kieve say they traveled in pairs?

  Looks like I found the missing mate.

  I gulped as my hands trembled and I backed away slowly, bumping into the tree behind me.

  The gwarfa whatever, growled menacingly and licked its lips. Its large tongue making me sweat bullets as it ran over its extremely long, ridiculously scary sharp teeth.

  It had long wide ears that stuck straight out of its head and its long snout had a purple nose with the four nostrils they'd mentioned, confirming it was the same kind of beast.

  Oh, I am so fucked right now, I thought and screamed when the animal let out a ferocious roar, making me clench my bladder muscles tightly so I didn't piss myself.

  I screamed again and tossed the food container at it, smacking it in one of its big red eyes.

  Unsure of whether or not it climbed much or not, I took my chances and scaled the tree, thankful for all those years at summer camp.

  Who knew climbing trees to hide from the kids who lobbed fat jokes at me like poisoned darts would come in handy.

  The creature yowled and used its paw to bat at its injured eye, glaring at me balefully as it tried to shake off the sting from the hit.

  I debated on whether or not it would have just been smarter to try and run from it, but my gut was telling me I'd have been lunch meat.

  A familiar angry snarl ripped across the field and I watched as my sweet Sir Chub charged the much larger creature and tore a chunk out of its hide, snarling and snapping at it viciously as it herded the dangerous predator away from me.

  Not to be torn away from its prize, it snarled and snapped right back, trying to dodge the perilous jaws of my ferocious little chomcharra as it struggled to keep me in its sights.

  I fingered the knife at my leg, pulling it out to clutch it in my hand, using the other hand to grip the tree, making sure I didn't fall and make it too easy on the beastie if it got a shot at me.

  The gwartha thingy used one of its powerful paws, catching Chub off guard, sending him flying across the field, his body slamming into a small boulder.

  I shouted as he hit, watching as he slumped down and didn't move.

  Oh, Chub!

  I was so busy concentrating on Chub, waiting for him to get up, that when the giant cat beast snarled right beneath me, I jumped, dropping my knife in the process.

  The giant creature swiped a paw at me, slicing at my leg, its nails digging in to rake down my calf as I cried out in pain.

  The orange and brown striped menace howled out in pain and whipped around, unprepared for Chub's attack, yowling out in pain as Chub lunged for its neck and latched on.

  His little claws came out and he tore at the animal’s neck and chest with a vengeance, ripping at its throat with his sharp teeth.

  Chub's grip slipped and the cat beast swiped a paw across him, slicing him across his neck and chest.

  Chub hauled his little body up, blood seeping out from his open wounds and glanced up at me.

  I wanted to cry at the look in his eyes.

  He’s in pain! So much pain!

  My poor Chub!

  He huffed for a minute, steadying himself, then looked back at the creature, seizing up his opponent.

  Chub’s hackles raised at the beast’s warning growl and he snarled in return, charging it again, limping determinedly towards it on his uninjured legs.

  No! What are you doing?!

  Chub!

  You’re hurt!

  I wanted to shout out at him, warn him off, but I didn’t want to distract him.

  I knew if I did that there was a possibility it could cost him his life.

  Panicked for my little protector, I didn't think about it as I hopped down, scooped up my knife and ran up behind the beast, gritting my teeth through the pain as my leg throbbed.

  Gripping the hair on its back, I hauled myself up and stabbed at its neck, trying to keep it away from my little buddy.

  The beast roared angrily and tried to bat at me, but its arms where too short to move like that, impeding its range of motion, and it couldn't reach me.

  I pulled my knife out, the blade making a grotesque sucking noise as I yanked it out and sunk it back in, stabbing at it wildly.

  I had no idea what I was doing.

  I just knew that my sweet little Chub was injured badly and needed me right now.

  I lost my grip and flew off, the beast’s last thrash sending me sprawling, the knife still clutched tightly in my hand.

  The beast started to wheeze and gurgle, making me want to gag as it stumbled and breathed its last breathes, slumping heavily to the ground as it closed its eyes for the last time.

  Stumbling over to Chub, I dropped my knife beside me and cried out as I saw all of the damage that had been done to him.

  His breathing was labored and his chest didn't look right, ribs at odd angles. The slash on his throat and chest were really deep, bleeding profusely.

  He whined at me in pain and I gently rubbed his head, sniffing back my tears as I ripped my shirt sleeve off and used it as a bandage, hoping to staunch the bleeding.

  "I'm going to get you help, my little Chubba bubba," I sniffled softly, hoping he made it to the house.

  Maybe if I can get him home, Sieren could help him.

  I ripped off my other sleeve and wrapped it around my leg, tying it tightly.

  Picking up Chub, I walked determinedly home.

  About half way home, Chub licked my face one last time, cradled close to my chest, closing his eyes as he let out one last slow labored breath.

  Chub… no…

  My hands shook, but a resolve washed over me and I kept walkin
g, gripping him tighter as I used the pain in my leg as a crutch, keeping my focus on the pain of my injury, instead of concentrating on the loss of my little friend.

  Teivel was the first one to notice me and he dropped what he was doing, running over to me.

  "Lil!" he shouted, eyes panicked and worried.

  I fell down to my knees on the ground and set Chub down gently, rubbing my hand lovingly over his little grey head.

  "I found the mate," I choked out immediately, my voice wobbly, "We killed it… but it killed Chub."

  My vision blurred and my lip trembled.

  Teivel carefully took the bloody knife, of which I hadn't realized I'd been clutching-I must have picked it back up at some point- and looked down at Chub.

  I picked my little chomcharra back up, cradling him in my arms, letting out a choked cry as I tried to hold it all in.

  Teivel ran his hand over Chub and pulled me into his arms, cradling me against him as the dam finally broke and I sobbed openly, crying out loudly.

  Huge, gut wrenching sobs wracked my body as I let the flood gates open and cried it out.

  Letting my grief for my little protector, the fright from the cat beast and the fact that today I killed a living creature, even if it was to save my life and for what I had hoped would have been Chub's too, wash over me.

  Teivel rocked me in his arms and whispered words of comfort, trying to soothe me and support me as I broke down on the back lawn and balled my eyes out.

  I don't know how long we sat there, but eventually Keive pulled up on his talanax and rushed over to us.

  His red face paled when he saw the blood all over me and the bandage on my leg.

  "Baby?" He reached out for me, but I clutched Chub tighter and ran my hands over his head again.

  Kieve glanced down at Chub's lifeless body and knelt down in front of me.

  "I'm so sorry, baby. I know how much you loved him."

  I looked up at him with tears streaming down my face and couldn't help but appreciate the love and support he had brimming in him for me, shining through in everything that he does for me.

  "I need you to get Sieren," Teivel said quietly.

  "I'll be right back, baby." Kieve kissed me quickly on the forehead before he hurried towards the house.

  "He was a good chomcharra and he did what he was supposed to. Protect you. You have to let him go, miquatka, he's gone now." Teivel hugged me tighter, nuzzling my hair.

  "What are you going to do with him?" I whispered hoarsely.

  "What would you like me to do?" he asked softly, his hand brushing over my fly away hairs.

  "Bury him under our tree." I was referring to the tree I like to sit under and watch Kieve wrangle the shaxnas, Chub always by my side.

  "I can do that for you, alright?"

  I nodded and let him lay Chub down gently on the ground.

  He pulled off his shirt and put it over Chub to cover him up.

  Sieren came barreling out, jumping over the porch railing as he came charging towards me, his blue eyes wild with panic as he got closer to me.

  He scooped me up, ignoring Teivel's warning growls, growling back with a crazy deep, menacing one of his own and carried me into the house.

  ****

  "Is your leg bothering you, chomcharra?" Sieren asked for the millionth time, brushing the hair back from my face, eyeing my leg as if he wanted to fluff the pillow underneath it, again.

  "No," I said tiredly and closed my eyes.

  The bed creaked and Teivel came up between my legs, careful of my injured leg as he laid his head gently down on my stomach, making sure his horns weren't aiming towards me.

  Kieve ran his fingers through my hair, singing our song to me quietly as I drifted off to sleep.

  Sieren entwined my hand in his and pressed up against my other side, the warmth, love and comfort of my mates soothing me to sleep.

  ****

  One Month Later

  I stretched and yawned, shivering when I opened my eyes and found a pair of bright yellow eyes smiling down at me.

  "Sleep well?" Teivel chuckled, referring to the fact that we hadn't slept at all until the sun had started to come up.

  "Why is it Kieve is the only one who has no trouble sharing me at all? I swear, one day you and Sieren are going to split me in two the way you bicker and play tug of war with me," I groused.

  "Never, miquatka," he insisted, kissing my lips good morning, "I'd tear him in half before I ever let any harm come to you."

  "How romantic," I snorted, "nothing says I love you like threatening to render your woman's other lover limb from limb.

  "Exactly," he said and got up, his tail sliding from my thigh as he walked bare assed naked to the bathroom.

  "I swear you have the cutest tush," I cooed at him, knowing the others could hear.

  His groan came after the loud guffaws of my other mates echoed from somewhere else in the house.

  "Miquatka," he grumbled, coming back into the bedroom, "males don't want to be 'cute'. I am a warrior. I want to be strong, masculine, handsome.... not 'cute'."

  I quirked a brow and smirked.

  "But you are just soooo 'cute'!" I cooed, cracking up when he growled warningly and bent over to pick up his pants.

  "Mmmm, hmmm. I'm sorry, sweetheart, but your bottom is cute. Those tight little red buns are just plain distracting."

  He straightened and looked thoughtful for a minute.

  "So 'cute', for you, can mean 'pleasing', not referring to a small fluffy animal likeness or resemblance to a youngling?"

  "What did you think I meant?" I giggled.

  He preened as he pulled his pants up.

  "Did you hear that, Sieren? She likes my ass because she finds it pleasing and distracting!" he said loudly.

  "Did she claim your ass?" Sieren shot back.

  "Don't even think about it," I warned Teivel, hopping up to run across the bed.

  "No! But I can always claim hers!" Teivel called and shot himself towards me, pouncing on me.

  "Wait!" I protested, gasping when he pushed the head of his cock into my sex. "They're waiting for us," I moaned.

  "Let them wait," he purred, thrusting the rest of the way in.

  "Stop ravishing my woman and let her eat!" Kieve teased, calling up to us from downstairs. "She's probably still warn out from my night!" he tossed in.

  "Are you tired, my sweet little mate? Or are you hungry for something else entirely?" he growled between thrusts.

  My sore, but still sensitive from last night, pussy grew wet, slicking him up as he worked his magic over me.

  He slipped his cock out and I whimpered at the loss.

  "Lean forward," he demanded in that deep sexy voice.

  I complied, moaning when his tail caressed over my skin, moving unerringly to my sex, circling my clit while his fingers slipped inside my tight back passage, two fingers sawing in and out, preparing me for his invasion.

  He brought his body flush with mine and his tail entered my weeping sex as his cock breached my anus, both invading me slowly and completely, one inch at a time.

  I writhed and moaned as his pelvis came flush up against my backside, letting me know he'd made it all the way in, his balls slapping against my perineum.

  "You like that, love? Like when I take you like this?" he growled and pulled his shaft out, thrusting back in again when he was almost out.

  I called out his name, pushing back against him as he tunneled himself inside my ass, his tail thrusting into my sex, the dual sensations building me up towards a quick orgasm.

  "Harder, please," I begged as I gripped the bed sheets in my clenched fists. "I'm almost there," I panted.

  He gripped my hips and let his cock and his tail pummel me, slamming into me with that hot, hard, forceful, take charge in the bedroom attitude that I love to draw out of him.

  We both shouted out when his cock swelled and we both flew over the edge, coming at the same time, throbbing in time together as we each foun
d our own little bit of heaven, calling out as we continued to pump and thrust against one another, prolonging our sweet release.

  ****

  "You made her food cold," Sieren accused, glaring at Teivel as we made our way down to morning meal.

  "Really, Sieren?" Kieve joked as he wrapped his arms around me, "That's what you're going to go with? You made her food cold?"

  "Why don't you just admit that you're upset that she finds my body so very attractive? My ass sooo 'cute' she can’t get enough of me? Can't keep her hands off of me and you're jealous?" Teivel taunted and took a bite of his food.

  I snorted at the byplay and sat down in Kieve's lap.

  Sieren set a plate of food down in front of me and kissed me hungrily.

  "I missed you, chomcharra," he said sweetly, "I can't sleep without you."

  "You sounded like you were sawing logs in there!" Teivel laughed, "Couldn't sleep, my right nut!"

  The smell of the food hit my nose and bile rose in my throat.

  Oh, god, I think I'm gonna...

  I hopped up and ran to the bathroom, barely making it in time as I threw up, heaving repeatedly until I'd lost everything I had in my stomach, leaning over the bowl as I panted and waited for the nausea to subside.

  A cool cloth bathed my face and neck as Kieve knelt down beside me.

  "Are you alright, baby?" Kieve asked softly.

  "Of course she's not okay, two dicks," Teivel growled, "She's vomiting."

  I glanced up in time to see him give Sieren a reproachful look.

  "What?! It wasn't me! All I did was set her food in front of her!" Sieren bellowed.

  Something clicked when he said that and I counted back in my head.

  Kieve handed me the washcloth and I ran it over my face, making sure there was nothing there.

  I laughed when I realized what my problem was.

  I'd been feeling queasy the past few days, but I hadn't thought much about it. I brushed it off as nothing since it always seemed to pass.