by D. R. Rosier
I nodded to her, “Yeah, they’re the ones fucking with the satellites and trying to start wars. We’ll leave now, but things are changing fast.”
She nodded at me, “I hear that Glinda.”
I blushed, “I’m Hope…”
She chuckled, “Of course you are, have a nice day blondie…”
She turned and walked away, taking the fae with her. I decided to release mine elsewhere; I didn’t want to do it here where she could just grab even more.
I teleported us back to the island and made a face. I was getting kind of sick of it. I wanted to go home, and spend a lazy day in bed. I love the beach, but living at one sucked. I released all but one of the fae and turned their bodies to dust. The last one I fixed up and sent to Johnson.
“Hey Johnson.”
Johnson raised an eyebrow.
I shrugged, “Thought you might want to question a fae for yourself, seeing as how you government types like to do that sort of thing. He’ll answer all your questions, no coercion required, just tell him when you’re done and I’ll cut him loose. Don’t keep him too long though, he deserves his rest no matter who he is or what he’s done.”
Johnson smiled, “Thanks.”
I frowned, “Do we really need to stay here anymore? I don’t think going home will be an issue with all the fae being gone except China. The government seems happy with us, and the communities seem to want to be left alone. I expected the humans to react worse than this too, if anything the riots and panic have slowed down since we took out the enchantment.”
Vinnie shook his head in mock horror, “One word for you sis… reporters.”
I snorted, “Really, I’d like to go to work tomorrow, unless the shit hits the fan in some major way, and we can always regroup.”
I thought about that, did I really need to go to work? No, I didn’t. It wasn’t until now that I realized it. I had no reason to be a doctor while I sneakily fed healing energy to others. Not anymore. Now I could just do it in the open. I would never replace doctors of course; my mother, Vinnie, and I can’t heal everyone. Even with the witches and sorcerers we would still need doctors and hospitals.
But I wouldn’t have to hide anymore. I felt a surge of emotion rise in my chest, and I could feel the tears in my eyes. I loved to heal… and there was nothing to stop me anymore. I hadn’t realized just how much I hated that, the limitation, until I realized it was gone.
Rafe still wasn’t back yet. My brother hadn’t decided yet but I could feel that Callie and Bree were with me on the going home thing.
I said, “Well, I’ll leave a ghost here to keep track, and feel free to have Kristi check up on us, but I’m getting out of here. I love mom’s island, but I’ll go nuts if we stay here when we don’t have to.”
I surrounded the three of us with magic, and I went home… I’d have to see about getting a house now. I’d also have to find a way to make money if I wasn’t going to be a doctor. I wouldn’t charge for healing.
I talked things over with them both in the shower, but neither of them had any ideas offhand as to what to do. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do either, money wise I mean, the healing part was a given. It wasn’t like I still couldn’t be a doctor, but without the need to hold back that would just be ridiculously annoying to me. What would be the point? I was sure I would figure it out, the world was changing.
I was confident I’d find a place to fit in, until then I did have a rather sizable trust when I’d turned twenty five last year. I could probably invest and live off that and watch myself get richer over the centuries. Just heal for free as a job? A personal mission?
No, I needed more than that; I was too ambitious, driven, and focused. I let it go for now knowing it would be stewing in the background; I’d also meditate on it when I could.
Callie and Bree cooked me dinner. I felt a little guilty abandoning my brother, but I was sure he’d come to the same conclusion. It was only Sunday afternoon, so he’d actually be able to get back to work tomorrow.
After we ate, we retired to the bedroom for a little fun. I was tongue deep inside Bree as she laid back with her legs spread wide open. I had my back arched and up as Callie both tongued my tight ring and slid a large vibrating dildo into my wet heat.
Two things were getting me incredibly turned on, besides the obvious. One, I felt Rafe come in, and I could feel his eyes caressing down our little train of bodies. The second was that along with my ghosts being little voyeurs, I was imagining how many humans could be watching me at this moment. My face had some recognition now, getting on the news for what we did.
And any or all of them could be watching me at any time. I knew I should be horrified by the implication to privacy issues, popular people would be so screwed in the new world. But all I could think of was how hot it was that anyone could be watching Callie dig her tongue into my ass while shoving a dildo roughly into my sex, as I was eating out my beautiful, exotic, and desirable Bree.
I felt like I was putting on a show. It made me feel sexy… would people talk about it? Would men pass around my mental picture with the guys at work so they could watch next time? Old men, young men, would they all watch in their mind’s eye and jerk off… cum for me anonymously as I put on my little show?
At that thought my body locked up and I exploded, my core clenching tightly around the dildo. When I could see again, I redoubled my efforts on Bree’s wet hot core and already felt myself rising for another.
I heard Callie squeak as Rafe joined us, I knew he hadn’t had her yet… and she was a submissive and sexy goddess. I wanted to turn around and watch him fuck her silly; I wanted to stare into her eyes as she came in uncontrollable bliss to his hard cock pounding into her soft supple body. But Bree’s clit just tasted too good, and Callie’s tongue felt way too good, not to mention the fat dildo I kept cumming for…
I could watch another time. We kept it up for a couple of hours, switching positions and each finding time to pleasure the other three at one time or another. It slowed down there toward the end though. Our expression of relief and desperate affirmation of life turned into tender expressions of love. My whole body was sore and tingling as we lay there after, a tangle of arms and legs.
I knew my fantasy earlier had gotten a lot bigger than the reality would be, but it was still fun to think about.
Rafe didn’t say much, only that there was no change and the angels remained neutral. As I caught him up to what happened on this side he had the absurd idea I should enter politics. Be a liaison of some kind between the humans of this world and the communities. A last option before violence became necessary. I didn’t like the idea at all at first, but I also knew I would do a good job at it.
After all, I’d been doing it already in a way. But that had been out of necessity, not choice.
He also felt a bit guilty, and I was annoyed that he hadn’t been there. But he’d also never lied. He loved me, I know he did, but he had his responsibilities too. It was my choice to keep him, and I would always choose to do so. I never forgot he was the one that taught me to let go of my fear and love. I took a shower, washing off all the fluids, and the hot stream of water felt good on my sore and abused muscles. I got dressed in a nice skirt, a blouse, and three inch heels.
I felt like I was on autopilot, obsessed. I had to go…
I told them I’d be home soon, and then I teleported to the front door of the hospital, without going to limbo first. I wouldn’t hide anymore. If I felt like this, I could hardly imagine what my mother would feel like after hiding for thousands of years. I walked in and headed for the children’s ward first. I had my badge, but the nurse still gave me a funny look as I went into the large room.
Once I started I could not stop. I healed them one at a time, and then went to the next room. It was a cathartic release as I cried silent tears as I roamed from room to room. There were people following me, but I hardly took notice of it. I cried though, for all those I let endure pain for weeks, or even pass on to th
e next life, in the name of staying hidden, of ensuring we were not exposed.
There was a deep seeded guilt in my heart that died while I healed, one I barely acknowledged before tonight. One I had hardened my heart against out of necessity and survival. But one I would no longer need to heed.
I didn’t heal everyone; I was too emotionally exhausted after a while. But I did get all the terminal cases, and everyone in the intensive care ward. No one would die in this hospital tonight. There were a great many people watching me toward the end, but I never turned to them, and I don’t think I’d have known what to say, how to explain myself.
After the last one I teleported home and my mates laid in bed with me for a while as I drew comfort from them their presence and love. Rafe made me feel like the center of his universe. Callie, dear Callie who was a wild child and so much fun, but somehow at the same time incredibly sweet and vulnerable, just held me in her arms and caressed my hair.
Bree, faithful, always there and so incredibly beautiful, she was my rock and I loved her desperately. Finally I felt my emotions calm enough to check for updates from my ghosts, nothing was new, and then I pushed myself into deep meditation to escape all the emotions of the day.
I could still feel them in the back of my mind, but I was clearheaded. I liked the challenge of Rafe’s idea, but how would I go about doing something like that? I’d have to wait for things to settle down, and I had a feeling things would be heating up soon, when the fae found out what happened here the last two days.
I realized then that I could do more than I thought I could do. I could do more than I ever thought possible. I pulled up Feinir’s memories and studied the glyphs that had powered the enchantment. There were seven, and I felt I could train my magic to make glyphs with similar concepts maybe once every six months. In and of themselves they weren’t evil; they had just been put to powering an evil purpose. They forever fed magic to an enchantment that stole the magic and blurred the minds of humans.
But really, by themselves the power glyphs just harnessed natural magic and fed it into a spell making it permanent. They were just the means, not the end, of making a ward or spell a permanent enchantment.
What I would do with it would be much different. And when I was done, in three and a half years, I would be able to do what I had thought impossible just hours before…
Chapter 9 – Vinnie
My sister had been emotional, I wasn’t sure why, but she’d also been right once I thought it through, but there were a few things to take care of before we split.
I said, “Johnson, you want a ride back to civilization? I think we are ending our island vacation.”
Johnson seemed thoughtful, “No, they’ll get upset if I abandon a multi-million dollar aircraft on an island somewhere. I’ll fly us back.”
I went over to Jeremy and Bell. I was starting to understand the affect my father had on human woman when I got close. Bell was temptation personified, and I was more than happy with what I already had and had no intention of straying. But my body didn’t want to listen.
I smiled, “Let’s swap numbers. Assuming you want to keep helping? Also, we should get together some time when the world isn’t ending. Hope tells me you’re staying in the Chicago area?”
Jeremy chuckled, “Sounds good,” and we swapped numbers.
Bell said, “Call us if anything comes up,” as shadows rose, clinging to their bodies until they disappeared. Even her magic looked sexy.
I decided to leave all the food here for now just in case. I had a feeling we would need it. I created more cooling wards to keep the food and drinks cold, and then teleported the four of us back to the house.
By the time we were home I was excited about going to work on Monday and seeing if we couldn’t come up with an energy source that would replace fossil fuels. And I don’t mean batteries that take electricity to charge and fossil fuels to burn for electricity. That kind of green technology defeated the purpose.
Alicia said as she put her arms around me, “I need to check on the pack, I’ll be back before you leave for work,” she kissed me smolderingly and winked while she pulled away.
I’d miss her, but her pack was a big part of her life, so I just pulled her in for another kiss goodbye and gave her a smack on the ass when she turned to walk away. She looked back over her shoulder and raised an eyebrow.
She growled, “If you’re going to smack my ass, do it harder next time…”
I winked and she headed out the door. Kristi and Toni were already working in the kitchen so I grabbed a beer and joined them.
Toni said tentatively, “I need to go by my apartment for a change of clothes…”
I nodded, “About that, I’m wondering if you need to even bother looking for a home now… if you’re interested. It’s kind of fast but… I want you here.”
She raised an eyebrow, “Yes sir, right away sir.”
I snorted, “No… you’re supposed to tell me what you want now… that’s how it works. I ask you to move in… tell you what I want, then you decide yes or no…”
She said irately, “Oh, I’m so sorry I’m doing it wrong. Is there anything else you want me to change?”
I shrugged; I seemed to be in deep anyway so I raised an eyebrow and said, “You could cook naked…”
Her lips twitched and she said in a softer tone, “Let me think about it.”
I asked raising a brow, “Which one?”
She glared.
I figured she wasn’t really mad at me, just a little spooked at the idea of moving so fast, so I quit while I was ahead and just drank my beer. To be fair it was a little fast. I cared for her a lot, she was an amazing woman. But I didn’t love her yet, not like I did my other mates. That would take time.
Kristi muttered, “Never asked me to cook naked,” under her breath.
There was just no correct response for that, no matter what I said it would piss off at least one of them, the joys of multiple mates. So I got up and went to the living room for my own safety, maybe there was something on television…
I watched the news for a while; it was all the same stuff over and over, but nothing overly bad. Even the anchor seemed a little optimistic. Maybe they were all just a little excited to have magic, like some fairy tale. Nah, they were probably just in shock so going with the flow for now. Things would change soon.
I got up and went back in the kitchen for another beer.
I said, “Is it safe for me in here?”
I heard a muffled moan and peaked around the island. They were naked in the sixty nine position right in front of the stove. See, that’s why I wasn’t serious about the cooking naked thing. Still, I goggled as I saw Kristi on top, her long blond hair a sharp contrast against the silky tan brown skin of Toni’s thighs. I berated myself for being dumb enough to watch television.
I walked around to the other side, summoning the lube from our bedside table. I locked eyes with Toni as she dug her tongue into Kristi’s sweet honey pot. I slapped Kristi’s ass hard and watched it shake, her perfect butt tightened and I heard her moan into Toni’s heaven. Kristi came twice at the combination of Toni’s tongue and as I spanked her repeatedly. Her ass turned red as I got her puckered star ready for my length with two fingers while Toni feasted on her silken swollen lips.
As I started to push past her ring she bucked back popping me in and groaned in pain and pleasure. My eyes rolled back in pleasure as I felt Toni lick my balls as I slowly sunk into Kristi’s perfect tight little rosebud.
Kristi begged me in a muffled voice, “Fuck my ass hard baby. Hurt me with that big strong cock.”
I started to pull out slowly, then rammed back in making her gasp. I never got tired of hearing her sweet innocent voice spewing lustful perversions. I still started slow though, I didn’t want to truly tear or hurt her, even if I could heal it. I wanted her to love it… so I was both rough like she liked it and careful as I slowly picked up speed.
Before I knew it her tight ring gripp
ed my hard shaft. I froze as she came all over Toni’s beautiful face. When she came down a bit, I started up again and slammed into her while she bucked back into me, grinding her hot heat along Toni’s face. I heard Toni gasp and Kristi’s moan of approval and knew Kristi’s tongue was getting a tasty bath.
And all this happened in front of the oven on the kitchen floor. I started to lose it, and Kristi must have felt me start to expand because she started talking…
“God yes, cum in my slutty ass, fill it, claim it. I love it when your big dick cums in my tight little puckered hole,” she begged as she bucked back into me harder.
When I came down, I pulled out and sat back, before leaning down and kissing Kristi’s perfect ass, and then Toni tasting Kristi on her lips.
The food had a ways to go so we moved it on up to the bedroom.
On the way Toni said, “I’ll be happy to spend the night… but I’m not ready for more. And Kristi is…” she trailed off.
I grinned, “I know, I thought you’d hit it off in bed, she loves being a sub.”
She raised her eyebrow, “And us?”
I winked, “You’re incredible Antonia, and we’ll have a lot of fun trying to one up each other.”
She kissed me as we reached the bed; the three of us were quite hungry by the time dinner came around…
The next morning before work I put on the television again. My mouth dropped open as I saw footage of Hope with a glowing golden visible aura walking around the hospital healing people. It looked like cell phone footage, but it was still good quality. I knew what that would mean for her. I liked healing well enough, but I had never felt the same intense need she did. My passions lied elsewhere.
Still, I guessed her career as a doctor was over. I looked forward to getting back to mine later this morning. Kristi looked excited about it too, we had only missed one day of work, and with everything going on I’d be surprised if there was any fallout over it.
What I hadn’t counted on the following morning, was the gaggle of reporters in the parking lot when Toni and I arrived together shortly before eight. They started to yell questions as we walked toward the door. When we tried to pull the door open human magic flew by me and the door slammed shut.
