Eden’s eyes lit up and she nodded. “It would be perfect. It’s at least two hundred yards away from the main house, and it’s right on the main road, buses go by there all the time. Also, we might be able to help with finding some of them jobs too.” Eden grabbed her three letters and headed towards the door.
“I have my three, but you know I’ll be back. I want to talk to Nicholas and Marcus about this. I’ll let you know about the orphanage when I find out more.” She reached for the door, but Annabelle stopped her.
“Eden, I’d also like to throw a party, a big party, a fund-raising party, soon!” Annabelle smiled once more,.
Eden’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. “You did that on purpose!” She laughed.
Eden rubbed her hands together. “We can use the warehouse to have the party, raise money for it, and for the other projects. We’ll call it, Elves Hot Line Ball!” She squealed and grabbed Pundegr, dragging him to the door.
“Call in all of your family, we’re going to need everyone!” Eden was talking a mile a minute when she finally shut the door behind her.
Sandy stood up and laughed. “That woman has enough energy to build Noah’s Ark three times over. Okay, I have my three letters. I’m heading out. Your brother and I are going to move into a suite here today, until your house is back in shape. This way you have company and more security. Oh, heads up, your mom and dad are on their way. It seems they are going to spend Christmas here too, along with the rest of your brothers. They say the more around you the better secured you’ll be.” Sandy glanced around the room.
“Do you want to go get a tree later? We can buy all the decorations and such.”
Annabelle rolled her eyes. “Just great! I’m not going to get crap done. I need to go Christmas shopping for the boys. Do you think they’re going to let me one foot out the door?” She glanced around the room and smiled. “I am going to need a tree, but the decorations shouldn’t have been hurt in the fire, at least some of them. We’ll have to see if the smoke has ruined them.” Annabelle turned to glance at Sandy when the room was suddenly filled with Christmas decorations. A large Christmas tree in the corner of the room, fat and tall, just like she envisioned.
“Well, it looks as if Nicholas has seen to everything.” She clapped her hands together and laughed with her sister.
Sandy shook her head. “Oh no, I know that look. What are you going to do now?”
She held up her hand, and made her way down to the babies’ room. “Sylvia, Crystal would you two mind staying for the next couple of hours? I need to run and pick up a few things at the store.” She peeked in the babies’ room, and all her babies were asleep, but Ashton.
Crystal glanced up and frowned. “What are we doing wrong? He won’t sleep?”
At once Ashton’s small head turned towards her and he reached for her. “I guess he wanted his momma.” She sighed and moved to take her little man.
“Ashton, why did I know you would be giving these lovely ladies trouble even on their first day?” She picked him up and kissed his cheeks.
He latched onto her hair and pulled. “Ouch, Ashton, let Mommy’s hair go.” Annabelle turned to see that Marcus had come in. He shook his head and pointed his finger at the little guy.
“What did I tell you, little man, no hurting Mommy, or anyone else.” Ashton released her hair and Annabelle laughed.
“I swear, it still takes me some time to get used to the fact that my month old children can understand most of what we say.” She handed her son to Marcus.
Sylvia waved her out of the room. “Go, do your running around. We’ll stay, plus we want to pick out three letters too, if it’s okay?” Crystal asked.
“Of course it’s okay, just remember even if the spell says the person is lying, there might be special problems that person is not ready to admit to. So I ask that you read all the letters carefully to make sure.” Crystal got up and hugged her.
“You are an amazing woman with a big heart.” She glanced at Marcus. “And if this one gives you any trouble, you let me know. I have a few secrets up my sleeve we can use.”
“What? What did I do? And where do you think you’re going? You know it’s not safe Annabelle.” Marcus placed Ashton back into Crystal’s arms, and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I’m free for the next two hours. I can take you anywhere you want to go.”
“Anywhere?” She glanced up at him, a smile on her face as he moaned.
Chapter Six
Marcus bit the top of her nose and pushed her towards the sitting room. “We’ll see.”
Annabelle moved in front of him, her ass outlined perfectly in the red dress she wore. If they were fast in what she wanted to do, maybe they would have time for other things on his mind.
Marcus cupped her ass cheek and she jumped, as she swatted his hand. “None of that till you take me here.” She handed him the letter and he read it.
“You want to visit this woman?” He glanced at the address and shook his head. “No Annabelle, this woman lives in a section of town that is known to have demons living there.”
“Fine, I’ll have Alocer take me there, no one would dare attack him.” Annabelle snatched the letter out of his hand, and reached for the door when Alocer and Lance came into the room.
Sandy slipped around them and waved to Annabelle. “Good luck, let me know if you need help with anything else.” She yelled and disappeared down the hallway as Alocer closed the door and glanced at him.
“I know I heard my name mentioned, so what’s up?” He grabbed plum and took a bite of it.
“Go on Annabelle, ask him.” Marcus sat down on the recliner and took a drink of his coffee that he had poured before going into the nursery.
Slowly Annabelle slid up to Alocer and kissed his chest. “I want to take a ride to this address. I need to find out about this woman. I was wondering if you would take me.” She handed him the letter which he proceeded to read, before he saw the address. He shook his head and handed her the letter back.
“Sorry, not going to happen. Now, if you want me to go down and take a look around, I’d be happy to, but you are not going into that neighborhood. I don’t have control of it. Most of the demon population living there are half demons. They don’t listen to anyone Annabelle. It’s too dangerous.”
She turned her attention back to him. “Can’t we use some of that magic your father uses to get us there and back? Please Marcus this is important to me.” She glanced at the letter in Alocer’s hand.
“I don’t know why, but I have this feeling about this woman, in here.” Annabelle placed her hand over her heart, she didn’t say anymore, but her eyes said all he needed to know.
Marcus motioned her forward with his index finger. She slowly made her way to him and he pulled her down onto his lap. “If we do this Annabelle, and I’m saying if here, you will listen to every word we say to you. We will not risk your life, is that understood?”
Annabelle nodded, but he shook his head. “No Annabelle, I want to hear you say it. That you will listen to every word we say.” Marcus held onto her chin with his fingers.
“I promise Marcus, I’ll listen to every word.” She whispered her hands grasped hold of his shoulders as he released her.
“Go change into jeans, and one of Alocer’s large flannels. There is no need to advertise your beauty where we are going.” Marcus lifted her off his lap and she ran from the room, but not before she hugged him.
“Do you really want to take her to that area? I’ve been there twice, and it’s not the best Marcus.” Alocer frowned throwing the core of the plum away.
He stood and stared at Alocer. “No I don’t want to take her there, but take a closer look at the outside of the letter Alocer. Annabelle might not have a dragon or the powers we will eventually acquire as time goes on, but she does have a good sixth sense that something is wrong with this woman.”
Alocer turned the letter around and studied it, until the dragon inside him took over, his eyes now Aloc
er. His dragon pulled out of Alocer and placed himself on Alocer’s shoulder.
“There is a code on the front, meant only for us. Not only is this woman and her children in trouble, but her husband came from one of the elders home planets. He was murdered she says.”
Marcus turned to see Annabelle standing in the doorway, dressed, with a frown on her face. “You did this for that, not for me, didn’t you?”
“Annabelle, we can’t put you at risk, but we also can’t ignore the plea for help. So yes, we did this because of her connection with the old ways. I knew you would be safe with her, but there will still be danger. Someone killed her husband, because of what he was. They could be watching her home.” Marcus trailed his finger down her cheek.
“Even in clothes too big for you, you are gorgeous.” Marcus glanced back at Alocer. “Go ahead of us and warn her we are coming. We’ll inform Annabelle’s brother and the team where we’ll be. They’ll have to be prepared. I want this woman brought back here for her own safety till we find out what is going on. Lance, contact the front desk, arrange another suite for the woman and her children. Also have them bring the car to her location. We’ll have to transport them by vehicle.”
Alocer nodded and disappeared from the room, using the Christmas magic that was taught to him last year. Lance went downstairs to inform her brother and to make the arrangements, which left him and Annabelle alone.
He turned to watch her grab a small donut hole and pop it into her mouth. “You haven’t told us what you want for Christmas this year.”
Marcus sat down on the couch and patted his knee. “Come here little girl, and tell Santa what you want for Christmas while we wait.”
Annabelle’s eyes lit up, and a small smile formed as she placed her hands on his shoulders, a knee on each side of his legs, her breasts brushing against his face for a minute till she lowered her full round ass down.
“Hmm, what do I want for Christmas?” She tapped her finger to her lips and her eyes rolled up.
“I know what I want.” She jumped and almost fell backwards, but he caught her and hugged her tight to his body. He rested his chin on the top of her breast and stared down at her.
She leaned up and licked the side of his ear. “I want one night of play at the Pundegr’s, no interruptions, nothing. Just the four of us, I want to try out the suction cup thing, the doctor’s table, and I want to be watched.”
Marcus held on tight to her hips. Annabelle squirmed on his lap as she listed off the things she wanted done to her. His mind, now a sexual fog, got nothing past the suction cup machine and the thought of her tied down while they applied it.
Her bite to his ear brought his thoughts back to the present. She grinned at him and continued. “You know, I had lunch with your mom and Pundegr the other day. Well, he told us of some of the other places we can go. Maybe we could try one of them out?”
He wrapped his hand around her braid and pulled her head back. “Why were you talking to Pundegr about clubs?” Marcus knew his tone held a bit of a bite, but right now, as far as he was concerned, Pundegr was way too friendly with his wife.
“Our wife, and you are right.” Lance shut the door with a not-too-gentle push. He jumped over the back of the couch and sat next to him.
“Marcus asked you a question ,Annabelle, and I personally want to know more myself.” Lance squeezed her breast.
“Your mom was asking him about clubs, jeez. She wants your father and her to visit a couple. You know how wound up he gets.” Annabelle tried to swat Lance’s hand away, but he released her hair and grabbed her hands, holding them.
“Do you like the idea of performing in front of Pundegr and the other elves?” Marcus put both of her hands in one of his above her head, while the other rubbed against the seam of her jeans. He cursed himself for telling her to put pants on.
“I smell your heat Annabelle. Do you have a small fetish about elves you haven’t told us about?” Lance asked and twisted her nipple, while he bit the other.
She whimpered and shook her head. “I swear I just want to go to a club, it doesn’t have to be that one,” Annabelle moaned. “And you can smell me because you keep playing with me. Stop. Don’t we have to go?”
He released her arms and lifted her up off his lap. “Yes we do, but don’t think this is over. I think we need to have a little chat with Pundegr later.” Marcus swatted her ass and wrapped his arm around her waist when he stood.
“Not a word until we make sure it’s okay. Alocer has checked around the home, and everything seems to be normal, but I still want you to stay behind me.”
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Annabelle nodded and held onto Marcus. The room spun, a warm wind surrounded them and then she could have sworn thousands of fingers were touching her. Her skin tingled, her nipples hardened, and a powerful orgasm tore through her body.
She glanced up at Marcus’s smiling face. He leaned down and whispered, thankfull he still held her. “The shift affects each of us differently. We’ll have to talk about your reaction later.” Marcus kissed her nose, and moved her behind him when her legs were still wobbly.
Lance stood behind her and he searched the area as well, the three of them waited but nothing happened. Alocer came around the back of the house and nodded to them.
A cold wind blew around them, snow at least a foot deep on the ground. Annabelle mentally kicked herself for not putting on a winter coat. She jumped when a large warm coat covered her body.
“Do you think we would let you freeze?” Alocer asked and pulled her into his arms.
“Marcus is right, were going to have to discuss this Pundegr issue.” He led her to the front door where he knocked.
A small female opened the door a few minutes later. Her long black streaked blond hair that fell down to her waist swayed as she walked using the cane that was in her hand. “Please follow me.”
With a little pressure from Alocer’s hand on her back, indicating it was okay to proceed, Annabelle stepped into the well-kept home. “Your home is beautiful, Mrs. White. I can see why you would want to stay here.”
Mrs. White glanced over her shoulder and nodded as she opened a door and waited for them to enter. Alocer pushed her into Marcus’s arms and moved inside the room. The florescent lights flickered and came on at first blinding her, but once her eyes adjusted to the light, she was shocked at what she saw.
“Please, we’ll be more comfortable inside,” Mrs. White said, and Alocer nodded, as she stepped into some kind of room that reminded her of an intelligence room, like those in the movies. Once inside, Mrs. White closed the door, and deposited her cane into the umbrella stand near the door.
“This room is soundproof and secure, my husband made sure of it when he built the house. My name is Amaza Dorcest. I took the human name Dawn for our cover, but I’m afraid my husband’s cover was blown last year, hence the message on the letter.” Amaza nodded to the large conference table.
“Please have a seat. We have lots of information to discuss. I take it you have others coming here too?” She grabbed a bottle of water out of the small fridge.
Alocer, Lance and Marcus sat down until they finally noticed Annabelle was still standing. “Come, sit Annabelle, so we can figure out what the hell is going on.”
Marcus reached over and pulled a chair out for her, but she turned her attention to the woman. “So, let me get this straight. All that crap in the letter was a lie? You used my new program to contact my mates?” Annabelle was furious. She started to tap her foot, and glared at the woman who now had no limp at all. Something was off big time all right. The lady was lying through her teeth.
The woman frowned. “I don’t care if they’re your mates or not. I needed to make contact with Dragon Warriors, and I used what I had to to do so. This is more important than helping a few families.”
Annabelle stepped into her personal space. “Tell me something, is your husband dead? Do you even have children?”
A large arm wrapped around her wa
ist and pulled her back. “Enough Annabelle. We need to find out what is going on.” Marcus picked her up and deposited her into the chair he had nodded to earlier.
“My husband had to return to our home planet for now, but he will be back, and yes we have three children, but they are back on our home planet as well. I’m sorry this has made you so angry, but I had no choice but to get word to your mates.” Again truths mixed with lies.
For the next three hours Annabelle watched Mrs. Amaza Dorcest prance around, lean over her mates, touch them any time she got a chance, all the while explaining some kind of illegal transport onto Earth. But the last straw came when the woman, “tripped” and landed in Alocer’s lap, half of her breasts sticking out of her shirt.
Annabelle stood, the chair toppled over behind her, as she leaned over the table. “You have two seconds to get out of his lap before I rip your head off. I suggest you go find some decent clothes, because if I allow my husbands back here, you will not flaunt your damn body around them.”
Steam had to be pouring off her, because the next thing she knew Annabelle was standing in the middle of her sitting room. She turned to see Marcus behind her.
“Is this better? Are you happy? You made a complete ass of yourself?” Marcus snapped and stepped in front of her.
“Excuse me! I sat there for at least three hours listening to her ramble on about some beings coming to Earth, while at the same time flaunting her damn body in front of all three of you. Do you honestly believe that little fall was for real? Wake up, Marcus. She is a fucking slut and wants more then she is letting on! On top of that, half of what she says are lies.” Annabelle screamed as Sandy and her brother came into the suite, followed by their new nannies.
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