Chapter Two #3
“First, I would like to know what my official duties are here. I enjoy helping with the griffons, but I would feel more comfortable if my role was more... defined.”
Kai snorts, and it sounds a little like ‘prize cow,’ but we all steadfastly ignore it.
Ollie shrugs, looking a bit abashed. “I think perhaps it best if we just skirt around any official titles or announcements, for right now.”
“Oh, of course,” Finn responds quickly, “I understand. I meant more... what am I to do all day?”
“I appreciate your help with the griffons and training up some other handlers,” I say supportively.
He grins, “I’m going to train them to attack if their rider is lost or dismounted.”
Ollie blinks but Kai nods evenly. “Solid idea. As to the rest of your time, relax. Take care of Ollie. Start some practice sessions with me to work on your swordwork. Help in the kitchen, if you want.” He shrugs.
“Plenty to be done, and we have no clue how long we’ll be here before we need to go put out some proverbial fire. ”
Finn nods, looking oddly reassured. He takes a deep breath. “Second, and more importantly, I think we need to spend time together, just the four of us.”
I snort.
“I know Oleander misses the two of you,” he says, green face darkening in a blush. “But...” He looks to her, “She seems to feel a sense of duty, to spend time with me. I dislike it. So I thought, perhaps, we could carve out a daily time for all of us.”
I chuckle, “You suggesting a daily orgy?”
Ollie crosses her legs, “You need five for an orgy.”
“Pardon?” I blink.
“Never mind. Finnick, I think a daily time is a lovely idea. Perhaps we could do an afternoon meeting?”
He nods, looking relieved. “The last bullet point is about Guivre.”
“What about them?” Kai asks.
“Are... we...”
His ‘we’ sounds exceedingly tentative and I realize how hard this must be on him, joining a group of bonded lovers.
“Are we going to Guivre? Or are they coming here? Or will this be done via—”
Oleander cuts him off. “I already wrote to my... contact with the royal family.”
Kai is instantly on his feet. “Your ex-lover, you mean?” he growls.
“Yes, now sit down and have a drink of wine,” she commands evenly.
Kai glares at her but obediently does as suggested. I place a hand on his knee.
“So...” I start, “You wrote your ex...” I arch an eyebrow.
I’m not happy about it either.
We are supposed to lead together. She should have consulted me. I stand, irritable, and go to gaze out over Thistle Grove.
She cringes, obviously hearing the rebuke in my tone, but nods.
“Yes. I knew the lot of you would make it more complicated than it needed to be. I need to know if he’ll take word to his mother.
That is all. I asked him to carry a letter for me.
” She shrugs her shoulders. “Hopefully, I’ll have word back within three days. ”
I struggle internally for a moment and I turn to face them. Should I rebuke her? But have I not done the same, making decisions without consulting her? I frown and Ollie’s brow furrows.
I sigh, “Oleander, we are meant to rule together. I thought we had discussed that. I realize it’s hard for both of us, being very independent Fae, to share power—”
She sighs and crosses the room, her little fingers slipping into my waistband. “I know, Lonan. I’m sorry. I... reacted. And I should have spoken to you.” Her white head tips forward, unexpectedly regretful as she presses into me. I feel her breath through my doublet.
“Alright, little Queen,” I breathe, touched by her show of regret. “We must both promise to do better, hmm? You can command our lands, and I can command our troops, so we must work together, yes?”
She nods into me, her body softening against mine.
My eyes turn upward as I hear Kai approach. He presses his tall, wide body against Ollie’s back, and one of her arms reaches up and back, around his neck. I purr in happiness, my mates touching each other, and me, at the same time.
A moment later though Kai rumbles, “Little mate, you are owed punishment. Do you remember your misbehavior on our way out of Larkstead?”
Ollie’s head twists to look at Kai, “That... happened over a week ago, Kai.” There is a tiny tremor to her voice.
“Indeed, baby,” Kai answers evenly, “And I would have hopped off my griffon and bent you over my knee the moment my feet touched the earth but for my respect for your position as future queen.”
There’s a glare to his eyes.
“And after our foray into their camp, you were drained from the poisoning of their wells. And, you were processing your kills. But now?” His dark red eyebrow lifts. “Now, you’re more than overdue on your consequences.”
Ollie’s face is outraged. “Nonsense, Kai, I—”
“I won’t have you disobey an order about your safety, princess, and that’s final.” He glares, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
She starts, “You are not—”
“I’m not what?” Kai interrupts, “Your general?” I most certainly am, Queen Oleander. Not your mate, who is responsible for your safety? I’m also that, baby. Now, are you going to assume the position, or am I going to have to wrestle you over my knee in a manner unbecoming of a queen?”
Her eyes sparkle with mischief, “The second, General.” And she twirls and runs for the stairs. Kai is upon her in a second as Finn dances out of the way, eyes wide. I cross to a chair and sit down, placing my ankle on my knee.
Kai throws Ollie over his shoulder and strides to the couch. He sits, legs wide, and spins her so her ass is up over his leg. Ollie squeals, but it’s not fear I’m hearing. I lean over and grab my cider.
“Are you quite sure...” Finnick starts, standing near the fireplace.
“You offering up your ass instead, pretty boy?” Kai asks loudly over Ollie’s noise and fussing. Kai places his other thigh over her kicking legs and then yanks her skirts up, baring her ass, covered in little black panties. Finn makes a strangled noise.
“Count them, Ollie,” Kai growls. She presses up and his hand lands between her shoulder blades, pressing her back down.
She makes an outraged noise as she tries to toss her hair out of her face. Just at that moment, Kai’s large hand lands on one of her cheeks.
“Ow, fuck, Kai.”
“You’re not counting,” I sing-song.
“Fuck you. One,” she responds grumpily.
Kai’s next swat lands on the other cheek. He proceeds to alternate, as Ollie’s voice gets more and more strained with her count.
I finish my cider and Finnick silently pours me another. My cock is aching and someone’s mouth is going to be on it here shortly. I’m not particularly fussed about who’s mouth it is.
“Twenty!” Ollie squeaks.
Kai’s big palm cups her pink cheek and starts massaging, rubbing the ache away a bit. “Have you learned your lesson, baby?” he asks, voice rough.
“Yes,” she mutters petulantly.
I arch an eyebrow at Kai and he rumbles, but he doesn’t give her any more. Instead, I watch his hand slide down her asscrack. “Did you like that, princess? Is that pretty little pussy I love so much crying for me? Does she like being disciplined?”
“No.” Still petulant.
“No need to lie, baby,” he says lowly as his hand slides to her sex. “You’re dripping. You need to be reined in more often, huh?” His fingers stroke up and down as Ollie starts to squirm for a totally different reason. “I’ll make it all better, baby,” he promises in his rich, low voice.
I unlace my breeches and pull my aching cock out. This is too much for me. Finnick coughs on his drink as he sees me stroking myself.
Kai’s eyes flick up as Ollie moans. “Don’t you dare, Lo. You either, pretty boy. Our little love is going to get us all off after I let her cum.”
Her moan takes on an annoyed edge as Kai’s fingers work in and out of her.
He releases her legs and lightly slaps her thigh to get her to open.
His fingers must find her clit for her noises get higher pitched.
She squirms on his lap and I tighten the chokehold I have on my dick.
Not stroking, just trying to keep from blowing merely from seeing and hearing my mates.
“Oh, look at you, so fucking needy and ready to finish from being punished,” Kai murmurs sweetly, “What a good girl, Oleander. Cum for your mate.”
Ollie follows that direction obediently too, curling her back and yelling into the couch. Her body relaxes and her breath slows as Kai gentles his hand stroking inside her.
“Good girl. Now get on your knees,” Kai growls, carefully pushing her off his lap. “Clean my fingers and my dripping cock until I finish down your throat.”
She eagerly pulls out his huge cock, her hand wrapping over his tattoo.
Kai continues, “Then you’ll suck Lonan before you jerk Finnick off.”
She lets out a tiny whimper and I grip myself harder.