by Morgan Hawke
“Impudent fool!” The ghost whirled away and sheathed his blades. “Very well ...” He clapped his hands together and snarled out a phrase Luxi’s interpreter couldn’t translate. He shouted and spread his hands.
His form extended up and up in a serpentine column of white smoke. A narrow muzzle formed, split, and filled with teeth. Eyes of yellow flame opened. Scales and serrated fins emerged down the creature’s spine. Clawed arms, legs, and wings spread from its back. A long tail lashed, and it floated.
Leto laughed. “That’s better!” Clawed wings spread from his monstrous feline form and he rose into the air. “Now we can do this properly ...” He lunged, a snarling, demonic creature of black smoke edged with flame.
Chapter Fifteen
Ethereal wind howled and screamed as the two monstrous ghosts entangled and lashed around each other, their battle filling the echoing room with their whirling storm of smoke. Leto’s blackness flowed between shapes. Heads formed and bit from every conceivable angle. Clawed limbs formed and slashed from random places, and scarlet eyes opened everywhere.
The ghost remained solidly as a snarling and coiling white, winged serpent.
Luxi backed hard against the lift, her heart slamming painfully in her chest. The hurricane of power unleashed by the two spirits was horrifically terrifying. And yet the most fantastic thing she’d ever seen.
The lift door opened at her back.
Luxi screamed and whirled around.
Amun smiled at her. “Luxi! Where’s Leto?”
Luxi pointed a shaking finger toward the center of the room.
Amun focused on Leto’s abandoned cyborg body and frowned. “Why is he so still?”
Luxi had to take a breath to speak. “Because he’s not in it.”
Amun frowned. “What?”
“See for yourself.” Luxi caught his hand, allowing him direct access to her talent.
Amun froze, staring. “Holy Mother Night!”
Someone came forward from within the lift. “May I see?”
Amun stepped from the lift and to the side, his hand nearly crushing Luxi’s fingers as he stared at the battling phantoms.
A young man, about a head shorter than Amun and dressed entirely in black, stepped from the lift. His broad shoulders and narrow waist were accentuated by his understated but exceedingly well-cut ankle-length suit coat and knife-edge dress slacks. His face had a handsomely exotic cast with straight black brows. His straight black hair was pulled back into a long tail that fell to between his shoulder blades. He folded his hands behind his back. “I see.” He inclined his head toward Amun, then looked down at Luxi. “Which one is yours?”
Luxi stared into his shadow-filled eyes and shivered. Great Maker, another ghost! “Leto is the black one.”
The young man’s almond-shaped eyes crinkled at the corners with his smile. “You must be Gentle-fem Emory.”
Amun tore his gaze from the battling phantoms. “Luxi, this is Avatar Shido from the temple of the Black Lotus.”
Luxi grabbed onto Amun’s wrist. “Another Avatar, like Vincent?”
Amun patted her hand. “Avatar Shido is nothing like Vincent. When I told him of your pursuer, he had no idea who Vincent was. Vincent is not an actual Avatar; he’s a renegade.”
“Oh, Vincent is an Avatar. He has a ghost.” Shido shook his head. “However, the ghost is very much a renegade.”
Amun looked back toward the phantoms and squeezed Luxi’s hand. “Avatar Shido is here to collect the ghost.”
Luxi looked over at Avatar Shido. “What about Vincent?”
“My associates already have him in custody.” Shido sighed. “We’ll see that he doesn’t bother you any more.” He looked up at the battling spirits and stepped away from them. “I think this has gone on quite long enough.” He pressed his palms together. “Tsuke.”
A form stepped out of Avatar Shido’s body and became a broad man in overlapping decorative armor.
Shido turned to him. “Tsuke, do you recognize him?”
The broad ghost folded his arms across his armored chest. “I’ve never seen the young black one before. However, I am fairly certain the other is Yamura Kato.”
Shido’s hands closed into fists. “Bind-master Kato? He’s been missing since Serendipity!”
“It wears his seal.” Tsuke nodded toward Shido, then focused on Luxi. “Oh, that’s why he was chasing the little fem.”
Shido folded his arms and raised his brow. “Pity she’s claimed, yes?”
Tsuke smiled. “A very great pity.”
Shido tilted his head toward the room. “Can you take Kato?”
Tsuke snorted. “In my sleep.” He bowed to Shido, then grinned and bowed to Luxi, too. He turned toward the center of the room and dissolved into a snaking mist that headed straight for the combatants.
The two battling ghosts snapped apart.
Tsuke slid between Leto and the flying serpent. “Good fight, boy. I’ll take over from here.”
Leto coalesced into his scaled feline form. “Are you sure you can handle him alone?”
“Of course! Kato and I are old companions.” Tsuke laughed. “Go, before you fall apart.”
The flying serpent focused on the coiling mist. “Yoshiro Tsuke?”
The mist spread in a curtain of long fingers. “Yamura Kato. It is time to go home, binder. Your temple has missed you.”
“No!” Kato screamed and attacked -- and became entangled in Tsuke’s web.
Tsuke’s laughter boomed around the struggling serpent. “You know you cannot defeat me. Why do you try?”
Leto drifted toward his abandoned cyborg shell, his form shrinking and fading until he was once again in a man’s form.
Amun and Luxi hurried to meet him.
Leto dropped to the deck and stepped into his body. The cyborg gasped and collapsed to his knees. “Damn, I’m burnt.”
Amun caught one arm and helped him onto his feet. “Are you going to live?”
Leto smiled tiredly. “Very funny. Ha, ha.”
Luxi lifted his other arm over her shoulder and grinned at Amun. “He’ll live.”
Amun steadied Leto with a hand pressed to his heart. “Are you hurt?”
Leto leaned against Amun and shook his head. “I’m all right, just really exhausted.”
Shido came up behind him. “You are lucky he didn’t consume you.”
“I think that was his plan.” Leto turned to look at Shido. “But my plan was to keep him too busy to try it.”
Shido nodded and smiled. “A good plan.”
Leto raised his brow at Amun. “The specialist?”
Amun smiled tightly. “There is only one way to catch an Avatar: with another Avatar. This is Avatar Shido --”
“Shido!” Tsuke’s voice boomed around them. “Kato is missing a part. I can’t hold him for long without it!”
Luxi flinched. She was wearing it. “I have it.”
All three men blinked. “You?”
Luxi felt her cheeks heat. “It’s ... I ...” She swallowed. “I’m going to need help getting it off.”
Shido nodded. “Show me.”
Luxi ducked behind Leto. “No! It’s ...” She looked at Leto and Amun. “It’s someplace private.”
“Ah.” Shido cleared his throat, but couldn’t quite conceal his amusement. “You have his cord, I assume?”
Heat scorched Luxi’s cheeks. She nodded.
Amun frowned, then turned to Luxi. “A cord?”
Shido turned to Amun. “She is going to need help getting it off.”
Leto grinned. “I think I know what’s going on. Luxi, why don’t you show us in the lift?”
Luxi nodded.
Within the lift, Leto crouched down against the steel wall with Amun at his shoulder. Luxi parted her filthy, battered silk robes and turned around to show them the pair of red phantom cords that wound around her waist. From a knot over her navel, a pair of cords dropped straight down to a knot directly on her clit. After the
knot, the cords bisected to frame her clit and then knotted again beneath her anus before traveling back up the seam of her butt cheeks to another knot at the small of her back.
Leto chuckled. “I’ll be damned ...”
Amun set his hand on Luxi’s shoulder and frowned. “I’ve never seen anything like that.”
Leto raised a brow. “I have, but not for a long time. Turn around, Luxi, I’ll get it off.”
Luxi turned around to face the interior of the lift and looked over her shoulder. “You’ve seen this before?”
Amun frowned. “Why is she wearing it?”
Leto’s fingers tugged at the knot in the back. “This little piece of work is something from Terra’s very distant past. It’s used to make the wearer very aroused, very fast.” His fingers slid under and along the rope. Her cream slicked his fingers. He chuckled. “And it feels like it’s doing its job pretty well, too.”
Luxi flinched. “Just get it off.”
Amun glanced at Luxi. “Is it uncomfortable?”
“No, it’s just ... um ...” Luxi trembled. It was just driving her insane with lust, and Leto’s inquisitive explorations were not making it any easier. She had to work to keep her breathing steady, to hide the moans that were dying to come out.
Leto gently drew the cord free of Luxi’s crotch. “It’s not supposed to be uncomfortable.” He turned her around to work the knot from her waist. “It’s supposed to be stimulating.” He grinned at Amun. “Stimulating to both participants.”
Amun raised a calculating brow. “You don’t say?”
“The idea is to slide between the cords. The knots stimulate the wearer.” Leto licked his lips. “While making the fit snug.”
Amun pursed his lips. “How very interesting.”
Leto tugged the cord free of her waist. “This is one wet rope.”
Fine, rub it in. Luxi glared at him. “Get rid of it.”
Leto laughed and tossed it. The phantom cord disappeared into thin air.
Luxi began to tug her rumpled robes back down.
Leto’s slid his hands up the outside of her bare thighs. “Speaking of stimulating, I’m hungry.” He looked up at Luxi with burning eyes. “How about a taste of that wet pussy?”
Luxi swallowed and clutched at her spread robes. “Right now?”
Leto licked his lips and focused on her exposed crotch. “I could really use it.”
Luxi’s heart hammered in her chest and her breath hitched. She could use the relief, actually. “Um ...”
Leto flashed a grin. “That wasn’t a ‘no.’ Put your hands on the wall over my head and spread for me.”
Luxi released her robes, letting them fall over Leto’s arms. “But Avatar Shido will be in here ...”
“So?” Leto tugged on her thighs. “You’ve had an audience before.”
Luxi tipped forward and her hands slapped against the wall as she arched over Leto’s head.
Amun chuckled. “Lord Bel did mention something to that effect.”
Luxi groaned. “Does everybody know?” Wet heat stroked her inflamed flesh and lightning struck. She gasped and shuddered.
“Mmm ... Blood and hell, you’re wet.” He lapped loudly. “Close, too.”
Glory, yes, she was ... Luxi came up on her toes, bucking in time to his lashing tongue. Tension built to a murderous pitch with incredible speed. She threw back her head and whimpers escaped her lips.
Amun came up behind her. “Is there room for one more?” His hands closed on Luxi’s shoulders.
And a telepathic connection opened between them all. Heat and hunger washed in a tidal wave across the connection.
Amun gasped. “Great Maker ...” His hands slid down and into Luxi’s white robe to cup her breasts. His fingers closed on her swollen nipples and tugged.
Luxi arched, pressing her breasts deeper into Amun’s hands, feeling his erection pressing against her butt. She turned to look up at him.
Amun took her mouth in a swift hungry kiss.
She moaned into his mouth. Amun shifted behind her and she felt him parting his silver robes, then moving her robes to one side to expose her butt. The heat of Amun’s shaft slid between her thighs and up against her wet cunt, and Leto’s working mouth.
Leto moaned in interest.
Amun gasped. “Just who are you licking?”
Luxi jolted with the echo of Amun’s pleasure as Leto stroked the head of his cock with his wet tongue.
Leto chuckled. “What does it feel like?” His hands shifted under Luxi.
Luxi felt the head of Amun’s cock center between her folds. She could actually feel both Leto’s warm grasp around Amun’s cock and Amun’s desperate, trembling need to thrust. She could also sense his hesitation. She took a breath. “Amun, do it.”
Amun thrust.
Luxi groaned as his cock stretched and filled her with his hot, hard heat.
Leto chuckled. “Oh, yeah ... fuck her.” His mouth descended to where their bodies were joined, and lashed across her clit and the base of the hard cock lodged in her.
Amun groaned, withdrew, and thrust, and thrust, and thrust ...
Luxi braced her feet as Amun’s hips slammed against her butt with merciless strength. Leto’s hands steadied her against the slapping impact and Amun’s fingers tightened on her aching nipples.
Climax rose and crested with breathless speed.
Leto groaned. “Oh ... shit ...” He pulled one hand away from her legs but continued his frantic licking.
Luxi couldn’t see it, but she heard Leto open his suit. An echo of sensation told her that he had his cock out and was stroking it hard.
Leto pulled back, breathless. “Get down,” he gasped. “Both of you, on your knees. Keep her upright.”
Amun caught Luxi around the hips and pulled her down to her knees with him. Her thighs splayed wide as he leaned back on his heels. “Lean back against my shoulder.”
Luxi set her head back against Amun’s shoulder and put her arms up around his neck.
Amun smiled. “Yes, that’s it.” He thrust, hard.
Leto stood and leaned back against the wall, stroking his heavy cock, his eyes gleaming with red flame. “Keep fucking; don’t stop.”
Amun pulled her robe open on top, baring her breasts. And thrust hard, up into her, hammering her with his strong stokes.
Luxi writhed, burning and on fire, her core clenching tight. Small gasping cries escaped her lips. She was going to come ...
Leto leaned over them, setting his hand on Amun’s shoulder for balance and stroking his cock with vicious haste. “Oh, Maker, she’s right there.” He choked. “Give me your eyes!”
They both looked up.
Lightning struck and release exploded through all three of them. The liquid fire of rapture washed through them, and over them, every release flowing through each of them in a triple wave of intense, burning pleasure. They howled, shuddered, and bucked under the torment.
Leto’s eyes burned -- and pulled.
A part of Amun and Luxi was pulled, fluttering, from within their hearts. They gasped.
Leto drew it in on a breath ... and fed.
A stream of hot, white viscous liquid splattered across Luxi’s breasts, even as she felt the pulse of Amun’s cock filling her.
Leto groaned as he emptied stream after stream of hot cum. He exhaled and dropped to his knees, wrapping them both in his arms. He covered Luxi’s mouth in a devouring kiss, then turned to take Amun’s.
They held each other, all three locked in a mutual embrace, trembling as the last of their shared pleasure burned down to embers.
Leto leaned back on his heels and grinned. “Oh, that was a nice snack.”
Luxi groaned as hot cum slithered down into her robes. “Glory, I’m covered in ...!” She narrowed her eyes at one, and then the other, grinning male.
Amun choked out a laugh. “Cum. You are covered in Leto’s cum.” He pulled her robe back over her sticky breasts.
Leto chuckled. “An
d let me tell you, I was happy to put it there.”
“You would be.” Luxi writhed. “Bloody fate, Amun, you’re getting it all over the robes!”
Leto climbed to his feet and leaned against the side of the lift and laughed. “It’s all over the robes anyway; I wasn’t exactly careful.”
Luxi shot him a hot look. “I noticed.”
Amun snorted and pushed Luxi up on her feet. “The robes were already well beyond cleaning.”
Luxi stood on shaky feet and felt more cum slithering down her thighs. “Oh, icky!”
Amun chuckled climbed to his feet. “Shall I run you a bath?”
Excitement coiled up Luxi’s spine. “A real one, with water, in that huge tub?”
Amun smiled, tucking his robes back around him. “I’ll even add bubbles.”
Leto grabbed the front of Amun’s robes and tugged him closer. “What do you say we all have a nice soak in the tub and spend the rest of the night fucking?”
Amun smiled. “That sounds very ... appetizing.”
Chapter Sixteen
“Is it safe to come in now?” Avatar Shido’s voice was distinctly amused.
Luxi groaned as her cheeks flushed with warmth.
Amun chuckled. “Yes, we are quite finished.”
Shido laughed as he stepped into the lift. “I’ll have you know that Tsuke is quite upset that he wasn’t invited.” He turned and set his palm on the lift controls.
The doors closed and the lift activated.
Leto pulled both Amun and Luxi into his embrace. He smiled, but narrowed his eyes at the Avatar. “Sorry, private party.”
Shido grinned. “That’s what I told him.” He tilted his head. “You’re nearly back up to full strength. Your two chosen must be quite talented.”
Leto relaxed against the back of the lift wall, an arm around Luxi and an arm around Amun. “That’s one way to put it.”
Amun lifted his brow. “I am a professional-grade telepath.”
Shido frowned thoughtfully. “Yes, Lord Amun, this I know, but according to my ... impressions, the gentle-fem is also a major talent. In fact, her ghost-touch registers as being secondary, almost minor by comparison.”
