Chapter 5
5
“ S o,” he drew the word out way longer than usual. “I guess your Auntie Bridgette wasn’t really happy to see me?”
"Oh, hush," Glo readily reassured, swatting at the air between them as she whipped up sandwiches for not only her Mate but also Em and Nostradamus's trip home. "She just acts like that when she's being the Brown Witch of Justice and Accord. She feels like she has to be very stern and stoic, so she is taken seriously." Making air quotes, she looked over her shoulder and winked at her Mate. It took everything in her not to abandon the lunchmeat and cheese, grab his hand, and take him upstairs to have her wicked way with him, but she needed to make sure her friends had something to eat since they were going to do a little sightseeing and visiting on their way home. And even more so, since they were going out their way to stop and meet Gustav and Greta in person and give two of Glo’s favorite people their overdue Christmas presents. "Come on, you have to remember when she caught us trying to burn ants with that magnifying glass like those horrible bullies at school. She didn't get mad or lose her cool. She just explained that ants are living, breathing beings. They are the Goddess's creations, and we have to be respectful. Then she showed us all the cool ways to use a magnifying glass properly and gave us each a quarter to buy penny candy at the corner store."
Continuing when Chris smiled and nodded, Glo turned back to the sandwiches and went on, "Of course, we ate so many tootsie rolls and smarties that we went straight to bed with tummy aches." Wistfully chuckling, she added, "When you think about it, it really does make sense. I mean, she is in charge of so very much since the Council of Others decided that our Family Coven, at least the Elders, would be Judge, Jury, and Officers of the Court and the Prison for anyone who dared to harm a Witch, their Mates or their Familiars."
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
But he didn't sound convinced, and Glo had to be sure her Mate didn't have any misconceptions about her Family. Her People meant the world to her, and so did her hunky Dragon. It was time to make sure everything was hunky–dory in Lovesville. Putting everything down, she wiped her hands, turned all the way around, and closed the distance to her Dragon.
Putting her hands on his shoulders, she looked into his eyes and adamantly assured, "My Aunties all love you. Like seriously, LUBS YOU ALL THE WAY." Leaning closer, she pretended to whisper, "Don't tell your brothers, but you're their favorite of all the Archers."
“Really?” His green eyes twinkled. His voice was livelier, and he stood taller even as his cute butt was leaned against her counter.
“Yes, really, you goofball,” she giggled. “They loved you when you were a little boy, and they were the reason I knew that sooner or later, you would find your way back to me." Pushing up on her toes, she gave him a quick kiss.
Pulling back before either one of them took things too far, she quickly added, “And don’t forget that Auntie Dru showed up right behind Auntie Bridge and her Guards.”
“Oh, yeah, I forgot to ask you about that.”
“About Auntie Dru? You know she only came to help me revive all the Mistletoe. My people were losing their ever–lovin’ minds because I'd been out of touch for almost an hour. Then, even with Twiggy carried off to a padded cell in the Hoosegow, I couldn’t get the job done fast enough. We were on a serious time schedule, and every second we got behind was a second we had to find a way to make up for without bothering The Dagda, the Big Daddy Celtic god of pretty much everything, especially Time."
"Yep, I know the Dagda and wouldn't want to bother him if I didn't have to either."
“See? You get it.” She nodded. “Besides, Auntie Dru gave you a bunch of hugs and kissed your cheeks so many times I was about to get jealous.”
“Yeah, okay, whatever,” he sighed. Then laughing when Glo burst out laughing, he went on, “You’re right, your Auntie Dru did seem genuinely happy to see me. But I was really talkin’ about those Amazonian-sized Witches Auntie Bridgette called her Guards. Are they Brown Witches too?”
"Yeah, they are. You know we don't outsource unless absolutely necessary," Glo nodded. "Second, or maybe it's third, cousins. I don't really remember. All I know is they showed up right after Auntie Bridgette was named Grand High Judgess, and she and the other Aunties built the Hooligan Hoosgow for Lawless Losers and Paranormal Perps. Apparently, they were all living on some island or something somewhere in the middle of the Southern Atlantic where they were learning to be these super Witchy Warriors."
"Wow," Chris breathed. "Every Family, Clan, and Coven has a closet full of secrets, huh?"
“Yep.”
“I know my Clan’s secrets have secrets,” Noss chimed in from the kitchen door.
"Hey, Cuz," Chris chuckled. "Sorry we haven't had time to catch up."
“Not to worry,” the Gargoyle snickered, putting his arm around Em as she appeared at his side. “With our two girls here, I’m pretty sure we’ll have lots of time to catch up.”
“Hey,” Glo piped up. “Did you just call him Cuz?”
“Sure did,” Chris nodded, patting her behind as she turned and went back to making the sandwiches. “Nostradamus’ dad is related to Granddad Archer through marriage or something along those lines.”
"Yeah," Em interjected. "And that's besides the fact that Dragons and Gargoyles shared a common ancestor from way back–like way, way, way way before B.C. way back. It was in what is now known as France, and…"
"How about you give them a history lesson later, Sweetness?" Noss suggested with a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. "I think we really need to get outta here. These soon–to–be–newlyweds need some alone time."
“Oh, you’re so right, Nossy,” the Fey Dragon cooed, kissing her Mate on the cheek.
Turning around with a basket full of goodies, Glo walked toward Em with her arms outstretched. “Here are sandwiches, chips, pretzels, my famous veggie ranch dip, water, diet coke, and cookies and cupcakes that Lucy Magicked over.”
"Oh wow! You did too much! Shouldn't you keep some for yourselves? Take it from me. You're not gonna wanna cook for a while." She waggled her eyebrows and giggled.
"Oh, we have plenty," Glo winked. "Don't you worry about that. Now that I got him back. I'm not lettin' him out of my sight."
"YES!" Em cheered. Taking the basket, she held it at her side. "You are the best! Just the bestest of the best!" Stepping out from under Noss's arm, she moved forward and hugged the Witch. "I just love you so much! Never forget how awesome you are."
When their embrace ended and Em stepped back, Glo had to clear her throat and take a quick breath to keep the happy tears at bay. When she was ready, she shook her head and reassured, “Girl, you and Noss saved my booty and my beautiful Mistletoe.”
“Nope,” the Fey Dragon shook her head. “It was all you and Chris. We just gave you the tools to make your job easier.”
“And you gave it to all my people.”
“Yep, but you gotta give your Auntie Eleanor credit for getting the GBA Global Mistletoe Tracking System out to all your people in a snap of her fingers. She is freakin’ amazing,” Noss marveled. “I was blown away.”
“Yeah, she is pretty damn awesome,” Glo nodded, leaning into her Mate when he stepped behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist. “But what does GBA mean?”
"Gloria Brown Archer!" Em and Noss proudly announced, smiling with all the love in the world. Then the Fey Dragon asked, "Too soon?"
“No way!” Glo answered in unison with her Mate. Looking over her shoulder, she tried to school her features as she deadpanned, “Did you forget something?”
“Nope, I didn’t forget,” Chris sing–songed with a wink. “Just waiting for the right time.”
"And that's our cue to go," Noss chuckled.
"Me too," Hillary K Hippo announced, appearing in a puff of pink smoke.
“Where are you going?”
“To Molly and Nate’s. Cleo invited me over to binge watch NCIS. She’s got the hots for Mark Harmon.”
“That sounds like fun,” Glo nodded.
“It will be. Lucy made a ton of blueberry scones for me and tuna rolls for Cleo. Besides…” She walked to the edge of the island just inches from Glo’s face. “I don’t want to be here when the bow-chica-wowow starts. I can only wear headphones for so long.”
“Works for me!” Glo high–fived her Mate over her shoulder.
"I do have one serious question." The pink Pygmy Hippo bent slightly at the waist and did the come–hither motion with the index finger of her right hand. When Glo had moved closer, she whispered, "Are you really okay? I mean, the first go-round with Twiggy was hard as hell on you. If you need me to…"
"Nope," Glo shook her head and smiled. "You got me through the first time, and you were right. She wasn't worth it then, and she damned sure isn't worth my time or attention now. She's the one who betrayed our friendship, used Black Magic, and then came for me and mine. I don't wish her any ill will. I just never want to see that crazy Twig Beetle Shifter again.”
"Here! Here!" Em, Noss, and Chris all cheered in unison as Hilly put her short stubby arms around Glo's neck, hugged her tight, and whispered, "You drive me crazy, and most days I wanna kick your ass, but I love you, Girl. I love you more than all the blueberry scones in the whole wide world. And if you tell anyone I said that, I will deny, deny, deny."
“Right back atcha.”
Letting go of her neck, the pink Pygmy Hippo took a step back, snapped the chubby fingers on her left hand, and disappeared with another puff of pink smoke while snickering, "Have fun, you two, and don't do anything I wouldn't do."
“Okay, that really is our cue to go,” Em laughed out loud. Reaching for Noss’s hand, she slid her fingers through his and asked, “You sure there’s nothing you need?”
“I’m sure,” Glo nodded.”
"Holler if you need anything," the Fey Dragon added as she and her Mate started to disappear. "We love you."
“And we love you so very much.”
Finally, alone with her Mate, Glo spun in his arms and looked right into his eyes. "Now, what are we gonna do?"
“Never fear, my love, Your Dragon has plans–big plans.”
Scooping her up before the last word was all the way out of his mouth, Chris raced across Glo’s house, up the steps, and into her room just like she'd always imagined. Kicking the door closed as he crossed the threshold, he blissfully sighed, "Gotta make sure we are not disturbed. I even made sure that Rí is all the way back in the farthest corner of our combined psyche researching ways he and I can help your Aunties with the Hoosegow."
"Oh, that's just awesome. And don't you worry about being bothered," Glo winked. "I've got the whole world on do not disturb. There is no way…"
Her words trailed off as his lips found hers with the beautifully sexy promise of things to come. Setting her feet on the floor, Chris scrunched the soft cotton of her T-shirt in his fists and stepped back just enough to slide the fabric over her head. Looking down at her half–naked body, Glo saw pure love and loads of lust, and suddenly, she felt girlie in all the right ways. Not only was she deliriously happy, but she felt totally empowered. She was more than ready to show her Dragon, the man made for her by the Universe, exactly how much he meant to her, and nothing or no one was going to stop her.
To know that the man she had fallen crazy in love with all those years ago had always loved her in exactly the same way made her so happy that she thought she might just take off flying without her broom or his wings. For the first time in her life, she belonged to someone, and he belonged to her. They were meant to be together just like blueberry scones, her favorite coffee blend, and a sunny day with the Mistletoe in full bloom.
She and Christopher Alexander Archer were together come what may, good or bad, for better or for worse. Years had passed, loads of shit had happened–for both of them–but their love, the love of two crazy kids who didn’t even understand what Love, Fate, and Destiny really was, were finally together just like they were supposed to be.
As if they shared the same thought, the couple’s lips met again, and this time, there was no holding back. Their love exploded. Passion flew between them as it was always meant to do. Magic, the pure, beautiful kind that can only come from two people so much in love that they can't help but shout it to the world, filled the room.
Chris’s hands pushed down her yoga pants, then she stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. Before Glo's brain could catch up, his fingers were wrapped around the silk waistband of her panties, and in the blink of an eye, he ripped them from her body and threw them over his shoulder with a sigh. "Thank the Goddess and the Universe for you, Gloria Angelica Brown. No matter where I was or what I was doing, you, my sweet, sweet Mate, have always been my guiding light. I know we were so very young when I left with Uncle Dair, but I knew then just like I know now–I love you, and only you, forever."
Before Glo could come up with an appropriately swoon-worthy response, his hands closed around the globes of her ass, and Chris lifted her off the floor. With no other option but to wrap her legs around his waist, she did just that, loving the feel of his body between my legs. Turning to the side, her Dragon, her amazing Archer Dragon, gently laid her on the bed. Kissing all the way down her body before standing, he stood for just a second, looking directly into her eyes. Then, using his super-duper Dragon speed, he stripped himself to gloriously beautiful nakedness.
Donning a shit-eating grin, lust burned deep in his eyes. They glowed the most beautiful color of Emerald she had ever seen. They were so beautiful and so full of love that Glo could barely breathe.
Then her Mate waggled his eyebrows and winked just to make her laugh, and the Brown Witch of Peace, Protection, and Eternal Love did just that. She laughed because her Mate was the best. She laughed because she was happier than she ever knew possible. And she laughed because, in that very moment, she had confirmation that dreams did come true, happily ever after did exist, and real love was alive and well in the world.
But, of course, she had to be silly for just a second. “Damn, you’ve got skills, Chris Archer.” With her eyes roaming his body, she purred, “And the package they come in ain’t half bad either.”
Crawling onto the bed and over her, Chris gave a sexy growl, “Oh, my beautiful, amazing Glo, we’re gonna create so many beautiful memories. This is our time. We are finally together, and together, is how we will always be.”
The feel of his hard, muscled body, like granite wrapped in silk, against her soft curves felt as if she’d come home for the very first time. Then she smiled, remembering that it was their first time together, and on her heart of hearts, she knew everything would be perfect because she loved her Dragon with all she was.
As his calloused hands softly touched her hips, all thought fled from her mind. All her focus was on the man she loved with all her heart and soul. His every touch seemed to caress not only her body but her soul. His hips pushing against her held Glo in place as his erection smoothly slid between the wet, swollen lips of her body.
Rolling his hips, the head of his cock teased the tip of her throbbing clit on every pass. It was the most beautiful torture she'd ever endured, and Glo never wanted it to end. With her mind heading to completely blown, her hips flew off the bed, meeting Chris with every thrust, creating an erotic rhythm that pushed their passion toward the rising full moon, all the stars in the sky, and Heaven itself.
Her excitement grew, the proof wetting the inside of her thighs and the front of his as Chris's lips left hers to explore. Kissing down her neck and across her chest, he slid his hands under her butt, lifting her hips higher as his cock slipped from her body.
Moaning at the loss, unable to form a coherent sentence, she begged, “Chris… No… Oh, Chris, please… I need…”
Knowing what she wanted even before Glo did, his lips wrapped around her hardened nipple as his teeth gently bit the base, and the tip of his tongue teased her heated, sensitive flesh. Shivering in unison at the sensory overload, Chris’s arm slid around her waist while his opposite hand wound and curved its way south.
Taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could, Chris continued to torture first one and then the other until Glo was a writhing mass of want and need beneath him. Sliding first one, and then almost immediately, another finger deep inside her, she screamed his name as he drove his digits in and out with unrelenting precision.
Increasing the speed on every pass, bumping her excited clit, and rubbing that special bundle of nerves deep inside her core that made her eyes cross, and all rational thought flew from her mind. His two fingers soon became three. Faster and faster, they moved in unison, chasing the orgasm that was barreling towards her. Chris’s thumb found her clit, rubbing frantic circles, pressing harder with every swipe.
“Glo, my love, open those gorgeous eyes and look at me. We're in this together. Wherever you go, I'll follow, forever and always, my sweet Witch of Peace. I had to leave once, but never again. It’s you and me. It will always be you and me together forever.”
Glo’s eyes snapped to his. The world stopped on its axis. Love, their love, something only Chris and she could share, flowed freely between them. It was an invisible tether tying them together forever and always as the Universe and The Powers That Be Always expected. Pushing his fingers deeper, he used the palm of his hand to tease her swollen clit at the same time that he bent all three of his fingers inside of her and expertly worked the bundle of nerves at her core until Glo couldn’t catch my breath.
Her orgasm came over her like snowflakes rolling through the blustery winter wind. Every push and pull of his fingers sent a whole new set of tremors through her core, extending her orgasm until little black dots danced before her eyes. Slowly removing his fingers from inside her, Glo’s muscles jumped and shivered, her pussy so tender that just that small movement set off a new wave of shivers.
Caging her in, his palms on either side of her head, Chris looked deep into her eyes as he kissed the tip of her nose and smiled, “I love you, Gloria Angelica Brown. I love you so very much that not even all the bugs in all the world will ever keep us apart.”
Lying down beside her, Chris’s erection rubbed Glo’s thigh, causing her libido–the sexy alter–ego who had been waiting for just that moment–to jump back to life. She was ready to make love to her Dragon like the last few moments hadn't ever happened. Waiting for Chris to get comfortable, and just as he reached for her, Glo rolled into his embrace, up onto his body, and straddled his thighs. Grinning from ear to ear as she carefully took his extremely hard cock into her hands and worked one up toward the tip while gliding the other gently downward, she applied extra pressure to the base before repeating the action.
Chris’s eyes rolled back in his head while he fought hard to maintain his control. Breathless, struggling to speak as Glo worked him the way she instinctually knew her man wanted to be loved, the sounds of their beating hearts was the only music she would ever need. Then her Dragon finally wheezed, “Y-you are abso…absolutely amazing. I…I l-love…you, s-so very m-much.”
"And I love you more than I will ever have the words to properly say,” Glo smiled, working his erection through her fists just a bit faster. “Even better than blueberry scones and my special blend of coconut, vanilla, sweet caramel, and hazelnut coffee with sugar-free syrup and cream. In case you need clarification, that makes you the tops, Christopher Alexander Archer. Never doubt that you hold the number one, very top spot on the Things Glo Brown Loves list."
Sliding her butt down his legs until she was lying on her stomach, Glo positioned the head of his dick right against her lips and lightly breathed across the slit. Chris’s back bowed up off the bed as he bellowed, “Gloria! Oh. My. Sweet. Lord. You’re driving me mad.” Loving that she excited her Mate as much as he excited her, she licked the tip of his erection like an orange, lime, and lemon snow cone, savoring the warm, salty flavor as a single drop of his arousal hit her tongue.
With her lips hovering just above his cock, the promise of untold pleasure within their grasps, Glo whispered, “Forever and always, Christopher Alexander Archer, forever and always.” Waiting until he looked down at her, she added, “And before you ask, because I have been able to hear the question and your concern about how to ask me rolling around in your head since I knocked you on your ass at my front door, of course, I’ll marry you, you big, beautiful Dragon. Was there ever a doubt?” Giving him a wink, she added, “But you can’t put that beautiful diamond on my finger until right after I have my wicked way with you and get that kiss under the Full Yule Moon, Mr. Archer.”
"It's a deal, Mrs. Archer."
“And, oh Great Goddess of All, we are gonna live happily ever after and then some.”
Until next time…
Always remember that real love is alive, that happily ever after exists, and that dreams come true.
Kiss the one you love under the Mistletoe or anywhere you can–and do it often.
And never give up. You deserve everything good.
XOXO, Glo