by Shawn Keys
That was where Kaylee’s plan backfired.
Zahn was watching the whole thing. He was already on the edge. Angelica’s slick walls were massaging his shaft toward an incredible orgasm. Seeing her writhe above him in an erotic dance was the best inspiration possible. At least he thought so. Until Kaylee slipped in upped the sexiness to new levels.
Now, he could see her coffee-toned legs bracketing Angelica’s pale ones. The actress knew what Angelica liked, and her dextrous fingers spiraled around her blonde lover’s nipples and clitoris. Speared on Zahn’s cock, the combination had Angelica soaring into a shattering climax.
Which made her back arch, thrusting her breasts out. And below, her sex clenched onto Zahn with wet friction that couldn’t be denied. He saw stars as an orgasm tore through his guts, and he joined Angelica in a long, primal scream of release. Locked inside Angelica, Zahn pumped a heated flood into her with lustful thrusts. The life energy of the Fountain amped the sensation up to a hundred, and they cried out together.
In time, they fell back to a shuddering stop. Angelica collapsed down onto Zahn, her breasts melding up to his hard chest. She nuzzled against him in delightful satisfaction, delivering sweet kisses around his neck. Her ass grinded back against Kaylee who was bumped up against her behind.
Kaylee watched the two cuddling in front of her, proof that she had only hastened their joint finish. Always happy to be the cause of pleasure, Kaylee stroked Angelica’s spine in a petting motion. But she pouted again, and sighed, “Well, crap.”
Zahn was in position to see her dismay. He teased her, “What’s the matter, Leea?”
She stuck out a tongue at him. “You know very well.” She reached down past Angelica’s behind, tantalizing her puffed labia still swollen around Zahn’s shaft. Her fingers gathered his balls to fondle and caress. He groaned in pleasure as Kaylee complained, “This is terribly unfair. All those delicious juices and Angelica stole all of it.”
Zahn gasped as Angelica joined the teasing. She clenched her inner muscles, milking him for a little more cum. She exhaled in beautiful exhaustion. “All mine.” She kept up the erotic massage inside her body, like delivering thankful hugs to his cock.
That by itself nearly inspired Zahn back to full hardness. But the sight of Kaylee’s gorgeous, large breasts bouncing above Angelica’s rear gave him a different idea. He said, “Who says it has to end?”
Kaylee nibbled her lower lip, fatigue warring with her lust. “It’s so late. I want to wait for you to be ready again, but…”
Zahn tucked his hand down beside the bed, and came back up with the crystal vial that was his most prized relic in one hand. “I have the Fountain of Youth , remember?”
Kaylee’s eyes lit up with glee. “Ohhh, you wicked, wicked man!”
Curling his battle-hardened core, Zahn sat up without nudging Angelica off. He sat up far enough that he could tilt the Fountain into his mouth and drink from the wellspring of life. The beyond-pure liquid spilled down his throat and sent fresh energy surging through his body.
Then, leaning forward, Zahn splashed more of the liquid over the swells of Kaylee’s breasts. The actress laughed in astonished delight. Her hands rushed up to capture as much of the fluid as possible before it spilled onto Angelica’s back. Washing herself with her palms, Kaylee spread the Fountain’s liquid all over her mounds with a giggle, “Ohhh mmyyyy , it realllyyyy tingles, Zahn!”
Angelica’s curiosity overwhelmed her fatigue. She turned her head to look, then moaned at the sight of her lover massaging her own breasts.
That was the perfect moment for Zahn to ease her off his shaft. She whimpered in loss as Zahn guided her to the side, but wasn’t so selfish as to object. She curled up on her side, head on the pillows, and watched the evolving scene.
The path between them clear, Zahn curled up even further. Kaylee drank in the sight of his tensed muscles. Their taut definition had her mouth watering. Zahn caught hold of her and bent her forward until her incredible, sopping-wet breasts came down on either side of his cum-soaked cock. He growled, “Show me how it feels.”
Understanding what he wanted, Kaylee kept her hands on her breasts. Pressing in, she captured his shaft between her mounds. “Is this what you want?” She flexed her thighs, riding her body up and down, which in turn pumped his shaft through the sexy silk of her moist breasts.
The Fountain’s water had soaked into Kaylee’s skin, and the texture had become more like oil than water. Zahn immediately felt the sizzling tingle Kaylee had described. Life energy was seeping into his sensitive flesh, and he needed more. He reached down and slid his fingers into her messy curls of hair. On fire with the vision of her cleavage wrapped around him, he tugged her demandingly into another glide. “More, Leea. Now .”
Kaylee hissed at the spike of pleasure-pain along her scalp, compelled by the erotic authority in his voice. She answered his need with her own passion. For a dozen strokes, she treated him to the incredible sight of her breasts flexing and bobbing around his cock.
Then she crawled higher. Her breasts dragged along his stomach and chest, an only slightly less incredible a sensation. Zahn growled in displeasure to lose the warmth of her breasts, but Kaylee replaced that with the warmth of her whole body as she laid on top of him. She kissed him fiercely, thick with passion. She purred, “Oh, I’ll let you cream between my tits soon enough. But that… that’s not where I want you now.” Desperate, needing him elsewhere, she delivered the most heart-rending word ever. “Please?”
Zahn would have given her anything right then. He answered by reaching down to push her dark-green panties over the beautifully rounded swells of her ass – far enough that Kaylee was able to wriggle them down and flick them away with her ankle. Then Zahn embraced his dominant role and fixed her with a commanding glare. “Ride me till you scream.”
“Your wish. My command.” She pushed off his chest, and mounted him in one plunging motion. “I’ll make sure you don’t regret it.”
Throbbing deep inside her, he was in heaven once more. He looked up at her mocha-skinned body shining in the soft bedroom light.
And he believed her.
* * *
Zahn found himself lying awake a little less than two hours later.
He had slept. He had learned once that a REM cycle lasted around ninety minutes, with a variance depending on the individual. Normal people rolled through four or five cycles in the span of a night. The Fountain had its advantages. But there were down sides. With the Fountain empowering him, his body refreshed itself within a single cycle and left him wide awake. He was going to miss long, deep sleeps.
The sun wasn’t quite peeking over the horizon. He spent another hour watching shades of purple and blue creep into the sky. His fingers wandered along the dark and pale cream of his two lovers’ skins. He traced their hourglass shapes, enjoying their responding purrs while they dreamed.
Deciding to let them sink into deeper sleeps, he rose and pulled on a comfortable fleece robe from the ensuite bathroom. He also found soft, faux-fur slippers for walking on the marble tile that made up most of the floors in the apartment. The Dame might not entertain visitors often, but she was certainly ready for it, he chuckled to himself.
Not wanting to pry into her life, Zahn only explored the public areas of her home. He poked his head into the kitchen, found a library with enough titles to last a couple centuries, and finally wandered into a television room. Not a movie theatre; he had seen one of those too, rivalling any man-cave that ever existed. Made sense for the home of a former movie star. This room here was for more routine enjoyment. The screen was large enough to be impressive but not oppressive. Couches were scattered around for a variety of viewing angles while leaving the option for conversation.
Standing for now, Zahn found the remote control and turned on the news. He located a few channels to get a cross-sample, searching for a few specific stories.
What he found gave him both concern and relief.
The r
eport on the disturbance at the Salt Lake City International Airport was buried after eight other stories. It was only given about twenty seconds of air-time. Some details were accurate. People had been accosted. Unknown individuals breeched security. Links to terrorism seemed unlikely. However, there wasn’t a single picture of the goons, not even the ones who had been hauled away by police.
Damn, this enemy of ours has connections. The story ended like it was a weird curiosity that wouldn’t be solved. Like it was a prank gone wrong. Now that the children had been scolded, why talk about it any more?
The news feed scrolled on, but he wasn’t listening anymore. He was chewing on what all this implied.
Heather’s cultured voice came from over his shoulder, “Good morning. You look disappointed.”
Zahn turned to see her. She wore the same dark robe, or perhaps its twin. He wondered how often she dressed in anything more, given that she lived in self-imposed isolation. Her flow of crimson-grey hair was brushed, and a hint of subtle cosmetics accented her eyes and lips. He recalled that she had been equally polished when they had arrived the night before.
Leaving the minor mystery for later, Zahn answered her comment, “Not really disappointed. Worried. Every time we learn more about our hunters, they seem more powerful and influential. Not a good sign.”
Heather padded into the space between the couches. “Not to fear. You’ve recently acquired an influential backer of your own.”
Zahn smiled and acknowledged the point she’d scored.
Her smile grew a touch of spice. “I see you three made yourselves truly at home. And so quickly.”
Zahn paused before he thanked her for her hospitality. A sinking feeling wedged into the pit of his stomach. “Oh? Why would you say that?” She isn’t talking about me using her television, is she ?
Heather’s smile went to full caliente . “No-one would ever describe you three as quiet.”
Zahn’s eyes closed in embarrassed pain. Damnit… “I…ahh…oh, damn, I’m sorry…”
Heather’s eyes danced with mischief. “Careful. The ladies wouldn’t want to hear you apologizing for giving them such a fine time. Ahh, to be so young again. Enjoy it while it lasts.”
The embarrassment didn’t immediately fade, but he appreciated her understanding. A lot of people would be judgemental about the way Kaylee, Angelica and Zahn had connected. There was nothing critical in Heather, only amusement at their antics.
Helping him get past his embarrassment moment gracefully, Heather waved at the seats around them. “Chat for a while?” She settled neatly on one of the couches. The panels of her robe slipped off her left thigh, giving a small hint of her figure. Her legs were trim and fit in a way that had to be deliberate effort on her part. She was in better shape than most women half her age.
Zahn claimed a couch across from her. “Thanks for the refuge. I guess you can tell how safe we already feel. If we don’t say that often enough, I hope you’ll forgive us.”
Heather heard what he didn’t say. She provided it, “But?”
Zahn acknowledged her scoring another point, then went on, “But I hate the idea of being hunted. Being prey is not a comfortable position to be in. Prey can dodge and run and evade traps. We can be clever, but the predator is the one with the power. No matter how comfortable your home, lingering here while these hunters try to pick up our trail doesn’t sit well with me. Worse, one of their goals was to keep me away from the LA area. Even if they don’t find us, in a way they are winning. I don’t like that either.”
Weighing his answer, Heather said, “Reasonable. I hate to be pushed around, too. There’s always a chance they are right, you know. Whatever this is about, staying away might be good for your health.”
Zahn chewed on that. “Perhaps. But they thought I’d want it. They knew it would take a death threat to drive me away if I knew the truth.”
Heather smiled knowingly. “You aren’t going to let this go.”
“Not unless Angie and Leea ask me to. Putting them in danger worries me. So far, they’re more excited than they are scared. If that changes, then I’d walk away.” He suddenly smirked at himself.
Heather caught the self-mocking smile. “What?”
Zahn admitted, “I would never have said that before. A week ago, I’d rip my body apart to get a glance at whatever these people are protecting. That’s not an exaggeration. I have the scars to prove the idiotic things I’ve gotten dragged into.”
“Ahhh,” Heather replied. “Now you have far more to lose. ”
He nodded. “And people who would care if I died.” He didn’t mention his recent acquisition. He loved the thrill of hunting new relics, but obtaining the Fountain was like winning to lottery. What other magic could he want? “Those reasons are why I am not comfortable letting this drag on. It’ll gnaw at us, I’m sure. That’s not how I want to spend the first years with the ladies.”
Her right eyebrow rose high. “Well well! Already talking about having years with them?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Wouldn’t you?” Thinking suddenly what he was suggesting, he fumbled to say, “Not that, ahh, I mean…” He trailed off, thinking, Well, messed that one up. Sigh.
The Dame only smiled. “Having two women like them love me for years? Sounds like a fate better than most.”
Zahn admitted, “We haven’t spoken that particular word yet to each other.”
Heather asked, “This is still new to you all?”
“Days old.” He shook his head in disbelief. “So much has changed. Feels like years. But yes, just a few days now.”
She smiled. “There’s time. You’ll know when it’s right. Just don’t fight it when it comes.” She clicked her tongue thoughtfully. “I have the opposite advice for your hunting problem.”
“Oh?”
“Take my advice with a pinch of salt. Remember, I hate waiting. I might be biased. When I found out I was sick, I drove my doctors insane with constant questions and pushing them for answers. ‘Waiting for tests’ became my least favorite expression ever.”
Zahn sympathized. “Fair enough. I think we’ll get along.”
Heather smiled and said, “Then maybe it’s time to go on offense.”
Zahn canted his head, wondering what she meant.
“I may not look it, Zahn. But I happen to love football. You said they approached you?”
“Yes, to give us a warning.”
“See, that was them punting you the football. They had the initiative, but they ran out of plays. So, they did what they could to put the ball deep in your zone and then overwhelm you with crushing force. They hoped you would fumble. Fortunately, you three did a little ducking and dodging and managed to break their tackle.”
Zahn was enjoying this. His life never gave him the chance to get into sports. But he caught her meaning and wondered what her point was. “And now?”
Heather pressed, “And now, you’re about to punt it right back to them on the off-chance you can get it deeper into their end. Sure, it might buy you time. But that’s defensive thinking to keep the score you have on the board. You need to turn the tables on them. Go on the offense and see what they’ve got.” She grinned. “To put it in your hunting context, stop being the rabbit. Time be a little more wolf.”
Zahn shared her smile, and gestured toward the bedroom she had given them. “Or more accurately, a wolf pack .”
Heather’s grin sharpened. “Precisely.”
Zahn liked where this was going. “Thanks, Dame Heather. You’ve given me a lot to think about.”
“My pleasure. Now, if you’d like, why don’t you go rouse those two lovely ladies of yours. I’ll get some breakfast on the table and you can draw up a few plays.”
Zahn had another hidden suspicion, this one intriguing. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were thinking of helping.”
Heather offered a wry shrug. “How could I pass up the chance for a little excitement? Let’s go talk. There’s a limit to what I c
an do, but we’ll see where the line gets drawn.”
Chapter 10
Kaylee lounged on her tummy atop the hotel bed, slurping at a straw in her sparkling water. She had three tablets spread in an array in front of her. Idly kicking her feet in the air, she tapped from one device to the next. They showed four camera feeds on each screen. Her fingertips were able to scan each one left and right to shift her fields of view, or zoom in to pick out a few extra details.
She was in charge of her command center, and Zahn found her irresistibly cute right then. He had seen her on-screen in elegant, dramatic roles which could devastate the most stout-hearted bastard and turn them into crying puddles. But right now, she was dressed in her black yoga pants again and an emerald green, lycra tank-top fit to handle the heat of LA in late summer. In the sporty attire, with her spritely energy and deft skill with the technological gizmos, Kaylee looked more like a trendy hacker girl set loose on the world.
Zahn asked, “Get any nibbles?”
She shook her head, never breaking eye contact with the screens. “Nada.” She spared him a sexy smile. “Not since yours earlier, anyway.” She went back to her diligent searching.
The casual flirtation warmed him. He might not have said the words yet, but loving her would be so very easy.
He glanced over to where Angelica was sitting. She was on the hotel room couch, legs folded under her, eyes closed. She had mirrored Kaylee’s choice of yoga pants and tank top, though her top was a royal purple that suited her tastes. The silver of the falcon-shaped relic around her neck was shimmering and the diamond eye was twinkling.
Zahn wasn’t sure she would answer. Angelica’s skill was increasing, but when she pushed to the limit of her ability, she became totally lost in the minds of the animals she was contacting. He tried anyway, “How’s your spy network doing, Angie?”
Fortunately, she wasn’t pushing herself. She didn’t open her eyes, but she was able to reply, “Nothing yet. I have a half dozen cats wandering around peeking in cars. I’m holding a bunch of little insect critters all around the building. They’ll be able to crawl onto whatever car we find and follow them. Not sure what kind of range I’ll have, but it will give us a chance. Then I have two sea gulls floating around sight-seeing.”
