Chapter 18 - Blaze
CHAPTER 18 - BLAZE
“ N o more!” Luna waved her hands at me. “I’m so full.” She rubbed her belly stuffed full of Polish appetizer dishes the four of us made. “If I consume another bite, I’ll explode.”
I lifted the slice of twaro?ek bread with jam and goat cheese with spices from her plate to her mouth. “It’s a Polish tradition to eat every bite and not let anything go to waste.”
At least, that was what my grandmother said. Clearly, I’d become the substitute Polish grandmother and forced my bonded, Gable, and his sister to eat until they couldn’t get another morsel in their mouths.
“That was delicious, Hotshot.” Gable puffed out his cheeks and reclined in his seat, stuffed from eating as well by the look it.
The last two hours passed without hearing from the darkness, and I began to wonder if I imagined it. If I was going crazy, my mind scarred by Camus’ filthy taint.
“What do you want to do with the rest of the food?” I asked him. “You’re welcome to keep the leftovers.”
“Thanks.” Gable grinned at me, then his sister, who gave us a shy smile. “We appreciate your generosity.”
It wasn’t generosity. It was a thank you. For the help with the biker. For taking good care of my girl. For rescuing me from Camus and saving me from the darkness.
Our host collected the plates, stacking them, and carrying them to the sink.
“Thanks for teaching us how to make the buraczki, mizeria, golabki .” He minced some of the pronunciations of the shredded beetroot dip, cucumber salad, and cabbage rolls, but I let him get away with it. The Polish language wasn’t easy to pronounce.
“I really enjoyed the potato pancakes,” Mary said.
Placki ziemniaczane was the first dish my Babcia taught my sister and me to make. Tonight, we served them with sour cream and applesauce.
I instructed them to make a variety of dishes, both meat and vegetarian, to cater for all tastes.
“That was just an introduction to Polish cooking,” I replied, lifting from my seat to assist with the clean-up and gathering the empty water glasses.
Gable’s place was old school and didn’t have a dishwasher, which meant he did everything by hand. Since I created the mess, I’d help clean it up.
Our host’s brow quirked. “Are you saying we’re getting another lesson?”
“Why not?” I shrugged, setting the glasses on the counter next to the sink for washing.
We had a fun night making different dishes and eating them. Babcia taught me the importance of family and spoiled my childhood friends from Spook Club at every meeting. I considered Gable and his sister as an extension of our Guild family.
Gable filled the sink with hot water and squirted detergent in it. “Look at us, working together again.” He just loved to bring it up.
“Yeah, we’re a team.” I gave it right back.
“A good team.” My bonded wrapped her arm around my stomach, snuggling me from behind for a few moments before spreading the love to Gable.
“A team that likes each other?” Gable dipped the first plates in the soapy water and cleaned it.
“Don’t go that far,” I teased, and he chuckled and flicked me with water.
“May I be excused, brother?” Mary asked. “I’d like to watch the news.”
“You don’t have to ask,” Gable called over his shoulder.
“Thank you, brother.” Mary came up to Luna and me. “And thank you for dinner. Please visit again soon. I enjoyed tonight. ”
She made herself scarce, switching on the TV, flicking to the news channel, and reporters droned in the background about a wetter-than-usual winter.
Gable caught me watching her and said, “Watching the news soothes her when she doesn’t hear any reports about the Brotherhood.”
“We all need our coping mechanisms.” I got busy with drying the first dish with a tea towel.
“I’m glad you two made amends.” Luna patted Gable’s belly, and he put his left hand on hers, using his right to wash the dishes.
“I’m making lots of friends recently,” Gable shared.
“Yeah? Who?” Luna closed her eyes and rested the side of her face in the curve of his spine. They looked good together. Natural. Complimentary. They cared for each other, supported each other, and trusted each other.
I slowly came to trust him too. Without him, my brothers and bonded might never have found me in the maze of Camus’ castle.
“The gargoyle thinks I’m okay too.” His shoulders flexed as his arms worked, her face rolling with the motion.
“Yeah, I think he’s okay too.” Luna nuzzled his back.
“Just okay?” I wound the towel up and cracked it on her ass, and she squeaked, breaking away from Gable to try and apprehend the weapon.
I laughed, my anxiety retreating to the back of my mind. Though, it would come roaring back when we had to leave.
“He’s pretty good.” She kept up her teasing routine.
“If he’s pretty good, then what am I?” I whipped her on the side this time, and she caught the end of the towel, playing tug of war with me. I let her have it. Before she snapped my ass, I lifted both palms, and declared, “The one who has the towel has to dry the dishes.”
The towel whizzed out and got me on the leg. “You made that up!”
“It’s a rule,” Gable backed me up.
“Ah, I get it. You two are friends now and ganging up on me.” She cracked Gable’s behind, and he grunted.
“What are friends for?” he teased, flicking her with bubbles.
“I’m glad you’re friends.” My bonded slung the wet towel over my arm, returning to cuddling Gable.
I snapped her ass for favoring him. “Where’s my cuddles?”
“You’ll get some when you finish drying.” I laughed at her response, enjoying the way we connected and interacted as a group.
Gable was more than growing on me. I was beginning to like him. Respect him. Rely on him. We’d come a long way from where we used to be and had one woman to thank for settling our differences and showing we could work on the same side.
When we finished the dishes, Gable turned to us and asked, “The news is finished. Want to watch a movie, or do you have to get back to the Academy?”
I checked my watch. Restrictions were removed for the last two months, so we were free to stay out until lights out. “We have to get back by 10PM.”
Gable brushed Luna’s hair from her neck. “Will they send out a rescue squad if you’re not back by midnight?” He asked it in his standard flippant and smirk combo.
“They might.” Students had abused Academy rules plenty of times, bar hopping and partying, getting reprimands for late returns.
We had an in with Talon and might be able to get around the rules.
“Midnight?” Luna poked his stomach. “How many movies do you have planned to watch?”
Gable circled her waist and pressed his body to hers. “I thought you could both stay the night.”
My cock twitched, giving his approval. I was certainly up for that if we had a repeat of his winter party bedroom fun.
Luna glanced between us, brows drawn. “You don’t want to get back?”
Earlier, yes. Visiting Gable and getting answers changed my plans. Revelations from the biker redirected my distress to figure out how to prevent Camus from harnessing this sixth element. Cooking and dining with the three of them gave me a sense of peace I hadn’t had in almost a month.
“Not yet.” I moved to her, stroking the side of her neck and tickled her bright smile. “I’m enjoying myself, and so are you. Let’s make it an even better night. I don’t want to cut it short.”
She hooked her fingers over my arm and squeezed. “I’m fine with that if you are, and if it’s okay with the Academy.”
Rules. Another confinement. I used to follow them with strict adherence, and it did nothing to allay my peers’ antagonism. Kymbal couldn’t do squat to me since Talon’s investigation put him under the microscope.
I removed my phone from my pocket, scrolling through my contacts. “I’ll let Talon know we’re staying the night.”
I left Gable and Luna alone and made the call, getting permission from Talon, and he recorded us as absent on the list.
When I finished, Luna wandered over to me, clasping my hands and staring up into my eyes. “I’m really impressed with the effort you went to settle old grudges with Gable and start anew.”
I caressed her soft cheek, needing to be near her when she eased the darkness inside. “You made me see the error of my ways, sweetness.”
She twisted her face and smiled into her shoulder, and I loved the cute expression. “I’ll take twenty percent of the credit.”
I let out a long laugh that widened her smile. I hadn’t found much amusement in the last four weeks.
“Want to watch a movie with us, Little Bug?” Gable asked when we ventured over to his sofa, patting the spot next to him.
“No, thank you, brother.” Mary vacated her chair, gesturing for us to take it. “I’m retiring for the evening.”
Her reply made me glad that my bonded didn’t remember her time in the Brotherhood. I couldn’t begin to imagine all the lies or skewed truths she and others like her were fed.
“You sure?” Luna lightly touched her arm, accustoming Gable’s sister to contact. “You’re welcome to join us, Mary.”
“I’m full and tired.” Mary gave a shy smile.
“Okay. Good night then.” Luna rubbed her arm up and down and let go.
Mary left the three of us alone, going to the kitchen to prepare a warm tea before bed, throwing it back and setting the cup in the basin, leaving for the bedroom.
My bonded and I removed our shoes and reclined on the three-seater, Luna between my legs, leaning on my chest. Gable came over to join us, sitting at the end, lifting her legs onto his lap, massaging her feet. We ate popcorn and watched two dumb comedies that made my bonded laugh, the sound sweet and satisfying.
I missed the warmth in my chest from my sacred flame that would have flickered and swayed with her delight. I hadn’t given up hope of retrieving it, but it didn’t ache as much to be without it.
By the end of the movie, Luna yawned and slumped in my arms, and Gable got up to grab blankets for us to crash on the sofa.
“Do you want one or two, Princess?” Gable began to tuck both of us under one, and readied another.
She threw the edge back. “None yet.” She tugged the second blanket from his grasp and tossed it on the coffee table. “Come here and kiss me. I want you both with me.”
“One second, Princess.” Gable stripped her blanket from her legs and torso and lay it on the floor in front of the television. He did the same with his other three blankets, making a soft pile for us to have some fun. “Come here and lie in my nest and let us take care of you.”
She hopped off me and went to him, dropped to her knees, and wrapped her arms around his neck to take his kiss. Her moan into his mouth called me off the seat to the blankets, crowding her back, stroking her shoulders, my cock growing as her ass ground into me.
“What about your sister?” I glanced over at the screen shielding Gable’s bed, which wouldn’t conceal our lovemaking sounds.
Gable formed a barrier of Veil light around us. “She won’t hear a thing or wake. She just made herself a sleeping tea to get through the nightmares.”
I needed the same herbs to dull my dreams and get me through the night. Daily routines distracted me from the darkness until I was alone with my thoughts at night, and they emerged in full force.
Gable snuck away to the bathroom, tossing a packet of condoms on the blankets upon his return.
“Get behind our girl, Hotshot.” His lips were red and swollen as he glanced at me. “You fuck her, and I’ll pleasure her clit.”
Luna leaned back to take my kiss as I sank my fingers into her sweater, hiking it up her stomach and stripping it from her. Gable made deft work of her jeans, and I lifted her to her feet, letting him free her sleek skin from the denim and skim his palms from her ankles to her hips.
“I love the pink on you, Princess.” Gable stared up at her, admiring her lacy bra for a few beats before lifting to his haunches and peeling the straps from her shoulder. “But this has to go.”
I unfastened her bra, and it fell from her body. Gable rubbed a thumb over his chin as he admired her milky breasts and stiff, pink nipples, taking them into his mouth and sucking. Luna’s head fell back as she clasped his head, sinking her fingers into his dark waves. I massaged her generous ass between my palm and fingers and kissed her shoulder blades.
“These have to go too.” He lowered her panties to her ankles, kissing his way down her belly, and she kicked them aside.
“Get naked, both of you, and get inside me,” she whispered, my dick kicking up at her order.
Gable grinned, grabbing his jeans’ waistband, pretending to tug it down. “I’m stuck and need help.”
She laughed, positioning herself on her haunches, unbuttoning his jeans, lowering the zipper, his cock straining to get free. When she peeled his briefs and jeans down his hips, his dick sprung free, and she took his thickening length into her mouth as she tugged him out of his clothes.
“Yes, Princess.” He set his hand on the back of her head and stroked her shoulder as she worked his length with her mouth.
I kissed along the curves of her arm, fumbling to get out of my own clothes. My dick ached to get inside her and be one with her. The moment I was naked behind her, she rubbed her ass into my length, and I seized her hips, sliding my length between her legs. She moaned on Gable’s cock, and he rocked back and forth into her mouth.
He pulled out of her, brushing the back of her head. “That’s enough, Princess. It’s your turn.” He lowered himself to his knees, positioning himself at her front, his fingers twining in her hair, lifting her mouth up to his.
I knew when her moan deepened that his snake sucker latched onto her clit and sucked it between the three rings of flesh inside it that massaged her.
“You want my toxin, Princess?” Gable serenaded her ear with his sexy song that worked to entice me as well.
“Can we call it something else?” my bonded asked as I reached around her front to squeeze her small breasts, pumping her folds with my hardness. “Toxin sounds nasty.”
“Snake-a-delic?” Gable suggested.
She spluttered a laugh. “No toxin tonight. I want you raw.”
“As you wish.” Gable flicked his tongue on her neck.
Her eyes rolled back, and she lost focus as his naga suction encased her bud. “Hurry, Blaze. My pussy’s clenching, desperate for you to fill it.” She wrapped one hand around Gable’s neck, the other behind mine.
By the Veil!
I loved our moments in the classroom where I dominated her body, but there was nothing sexier than her giving us orders and telling us exactly what she needed. As her knight—as she called her men—I was more than happy to oblige. I hurried and fitted a condom over my cock, lowered my hips to meet hers, and inserted myself all the way to my base.
“Sweetness,” I grunted, her pussy already clenching around me.
She withdrew and slammed back against me, showing me what she wanted, and my fingers clawed deeper into her hips, pumping into her.
Little tentacles tickled my balls as Gable’s naga stroked and massaged me. I didn’t know how he reached me, and didn’t care when it felt so damn good.
“You let go of my balls, Gable, and I’ll reconsider our truce,” I groaned into Luna’s shoulder.
“Wait until I fuck you, Hotshot,” Gable warned with a grin.
“Oh, yes. You two next, while I ride Blaze’s face.” Luna set down her demand, and I was ready to obey it.
I’d never been with a guy, but the idea had my cock throbbing in anticipation. Gable’s tentacles wrapped around my cock and tugged as if he couldn’t wait either. I groaned as they teased and massaged me.
His hands moved to her throat, collaring it. “Hotshot and I are gonna make you scream, Princess. Don’t hold back.”
I drove into Luna harder and faster in desperation to try my hand at some male action. I didn’t slow down until I had her on the edge, her whimpers scaling in pitch, her pussy spasming over me, her fingers desperately clawing to hold onto my neck as she rode her wave of pleasure. My orgasm hit at the same time as hers, and we coasted through it together.
We broke apart for a breather, the three of us kissing each other, Gable tasting of the apple cider he drank throughout the movie, his kiss hungrier and rougher than Luna’s.
“I’ll be back in a moment.” Gable left us in a tangle of arms and tongues.
I got lost in my bonded’s mouth and skin and didn’t notice how long he was gone until he returned, crouching beside us, inserting himself into our kisses, alternating between taking hers and my lips with his.
“You ready, Hotshot?” His hand came between our bodies, clasping my cock, running it between it his fingers and palm, hardening me instantly.
“Yes,” I croaked, moving Luna aside, ready for what he desired.
Gable shoved me down on my back and straddled my legs, rolling a rubber onto his cock and lubricating it. My ass contracted at the promise of intrusion. His sucker latched onto the head of my cock, drawing it inside almost to the hilt, and multiple foreskins rolled over me, encouraging me to groan and extend to full length.
“That feels like a—” I didn’t get the word out as he pulled back and snapped his hips at me, three layers sucking me at once.
Luna gasped and covered her mouth.
“A pussy?” Gable panted, hooking his hands under my knees, lifting me and pining my legs back. “It replicates one and feels like you’re fucking me, Hotshot.” He lined his tip with my ass, painting it with lube.
“By the Veil,” I gritted out. His sucker…pussy… whatever the fuck it was, felt just as good as being inside Luna, and I didn’t want him to stop.
“Get on his face, Princess.” Gable tapped her ass, sinking into me inch by inch. “Let’s ride him together.”