Kept: An Erotic Anthology (33 page)

“The Council has spoken. The succubus Moth will live out the next eight years in the tower at Foresthill. When she is released, a mate will be selected for her. That mate will be charged with ensuring she learns to comply with the realm’s expectations.”

“So, in essence, after I have been released, you will make a slave of me?”

“Stop,” Fox whispered in my ear.

Of course he was right. If I angered them, they could increase my time in the damned tower and then I’d have little hope of ever getting Shiloh back. Years from now, although she mightn’t have forgotten me, she would be mated and have babes to care for. She would not and should not abandon that family to hie off with me.

Or I could kill the entire Council now and escape to the human realm, and take Shiloh into hiding. If I had facility with killing or the amorality required to take an innocent life, it might have been a decent scheme.

Behind me, Fox made a noise.

“If I may, Council?”

Councilman Weevil nodded.

“My name is Fox. I am known to most of you, here.” He moved up beside me. “Moth has been my close friend for countless years. I do not believe that what she has done with her slave is wrong. This is an unpleasant sort of business you are about, but I will concede that this realm is perhaps unprepared for such challenges to its current culture. The human realm held similar beliefs for the past few hundred of their years, but they are coming out of those dark times now. Perhaps we may follow suit at some point in the future.”

“Your lesson on human history is fascinating, without doubt,” Councilman Jay sighed. “But we are all weary of dealing with this issue and wish to return to our aeries.”

“Your pardon. I meant only to ask—what if I took Moth as a mate, and Shiloh as a slave? I have an excellent breeding record, and will doubtlessly have them both heavy with child within the year. That way they can be in the same aerie, but their bond will not be a bad influence on people outside of our family.”

I lifted my foot to try to kick out, but Fox moved back and wrapped his arms about me like a trap. I could not move enough to fight him off.

The bastard! Had he been hoping for this the entire time? The damned sneaky bastard!

“Do you think you can control her?” They stared at me as though I was a monster.

“We know each other well. I can get her to see reason.”

They whispered to each other awhile, then turned back to us, their silly maroon robes swinging around them. I struggled, swearing quietly at him, and felt his cock harden against my bottom.

“Fine. We will agree if you pay us for the trouble she caused here.”

“Done.”

Fox chuckled darkly in my ear. The council looked smug, but for two.

In such a way did I go from being free to being sold in the span of a word.

***

“I thought we were free of you.”

I stared at him for a moment, attempting to think of a witticism, but she was so close. The taste of her was on the breeze, but she was not aroused, she wept. My body thrummed with the need to have her in my arms and comfort her. To beat anyone who made her so mournful.

“I am here to claim my slave, Silence. She needs me. I must go to her.”

His stony brow angled downward in disapproval.

“So solely on your word, you expect me to allow you access to her? If you took her as slave, why is she here then and not in your realm?”

The truth would not be a popular thing, but of all creatures in existence, Silence must know.

“I was on trial for perversion with our Council. They wished to give her to a cruel incubus that abused his slaves, so I brought her here to keep her safe. I knew you would do your best to protect her.”

He harrumphed at me.

I went on, needing to find a way to make him our champion rather than the reason for our separation.

“When I captured her and brought her to my realm, we bonded. It was an accident, for I hadn’t meant it to happen so soon, but my only regret is that she has been here suffering alone while I tried to convince them to allow us to remain together. If you let me pass, she will only live in my realm sometimes, when her work allows it. I will let her live her life here, as well.” I looked anxiously at the building across the road, the intensity of her distress arresting my attention.

“She has been very unhappy,” Silence agreed. “When I realized you’d captured and returned her, I thought perhaps you had bonded, but when you didn’t return I thought you had discarded her.” From his expression I could see his estimation of me had suffered more then.

“If I’d been able to deal faster with the Council I would have been here more quickly.”

“They sent incubi to claim her, but I would not let them pass. They argued she was already tainted and therefore I could have no further need to protect her.”

I sputtered in outrage. “It would take more than lying with me to taint the good that is within her. I believe tainting her soul to be impossible.”

“So you say you do not deserve her?”

“No one deserves Shiloh, Warder. But it’s me she pines for.”

***

Brad wasn’t convinced I was well. He spent a few hours patching me back together, making me laugh, talking nonsense, then asking me pointed questions meant to get at the heart of whether I needed psychiatric evaluation.

“So this Moth girl has real wings? Does she have a fuzzy body, too?”

I sipped at the beer Brad had insisted I drink. “Quit being a dick. Her name is Moth, she isn’t an actual
moth
.”

“So like, did she take her wings off during sex, or leave them on? Was this like one of those furry things you hear about on TV? Like does she pretend she’s a moth and bump into the light fixtures a lot?”

“Oh, fuck off, Brad. I’m sorry I told you anything. Now get out and let the nice lady go to bed.”

“You’re not going to disappear on me tonight though, right? You said if she came you might just run off with her and not have time to call me?”

That stupid throat thing came back and tears welled up. My nose must have looked like I was imminently joining the circus with the amount of crying I’d been doing.

“I told you, she’s probably never coming back. If she ends up going to jail I might be an old woman if she comes back for me at all. Now go. I want to go to bed.”

“I call bullshit. You’re going to sit at your window and wait for Petra Pan to show up and whisk you off. You can’t live your life waiting by the window any more than I could live waiting by the phone when Ryan broke up with me. That was a bad year for you and me, remember? Don’t be a dumbass like old me, be a smartass like new me.” He drained his beer and set the empty down on the coffee table, then pushed to his feet.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m glad I’m off tomorrow. Now I can wallow in self-pity until I go back to work.” I rose and walked him to the door.

“Fuck that. Tomorrow night we’re picking you up and we’re all going out dancing. I’m trolling you through an LGBT bar and seeing if anything human catches your eye.”

I snorted.

“I must advise you that Shiloh will be unavailable until the morning she returns to work, Bradley.”

We both jumped. I whirled, and there she was, in all her glory, standing in the middle of my fucking living room.

***

The man called Brad stood silently for several moments, his mouth hanging open inelegantly.

“And you will never allow others to catch your eye, Shiloh.” I arched a brow at her and she quivered, but it was
I
who battled back the desire to fall at
her
feet and sob with relief. “Why have you removed your collar?”

“I thought you weren’t coming,” she whispered, moving toward me uncertainly.

“I told you I would come. Only the day and perhaps the year remained a mystery.” I smiled at her then and she sprinted the few steps into my arms. As I took her mouth harshly, the knot in my chest broke apart and dissolved like it had never been.

“Fox took it off, but I have it in my dresser. I think he knew I couldn’t go to work with it on.”

I grunted, unmoved by her assertion. What business was it of those she worked for, that she wore my collar? It would need to be discussed.

“Fetch it now. I have much to tell you.”

She obeyed without question, leaving me with the gawping man.

“Are those real?” He pointed at my wings and I smiled magnanimously.

“You may touch them if you require reassurance. They are strong enough to carry Shiloh and me both, I assure you.”

He nodded but did not move closer, still staring as though he failed to believe what he saw.

“You won’t hurt her, will you?”

“Only when she requires punishment, but not past what she can bear. I believe I am a fair Master. If she tells you otherwise, I give you leave to make those feelings known to me.”

Brad regained enough control of his mouth to shut it properly. “She can be frustrating, but she’s one of the nicest, kindest souls I’ve ever met. Please don’t break her heart.”

“That is why I came for her. She is the best human I have met. And worry not that I may break her heart. She is far more likely to break mine.”

***

She held down my legs and I whimpered. “But how am I going to explain this to my parents? They’re already mad they can’t meet you, and now this?”

“The child will be human. Be glad the Council did not insist you bear a cambion that you could never bring home with you. As it is, it’s a boon that they will allow you to keep it because you will live so much in the human realm.” She shifted and the sight of her slightly rounded belly made me that much more nervous.

I groaned. “I know, I know. No offense, Fox. You know I love you, but your dick scares the hell out of me.”

“It pleases me that I will be the first man inside you.” He was so much bigger than either Moth or I that I hadn’t been able to look down after he’d gotten naked. “You have a lovely body, little slave.”

“My slave, not yours,” Moth growled.

“Yes, we know that, but it is not what the Council wishes to believe.”

She lowered herself between my legs, folding them and bending them back. Exposed.

“Nooo, let go!” I whined.

“Never.” Her words were hot enough on their own, but when her forked tongue burrowed its way to my clit, I was ready to melt. I’d been with her every weekend for six months, but being with her always felt new and delicious.

Fox grabbed onto my knees and held me as Moth had wanted me, then watched her tongue and mouth and my reactions very closely.

“When you touch her ever so lightly with your tongue it seems to work best. She looks about to crawl out of her skin.”

No, no, no, no!

Moth raised her head and glared at him. “Think you I know not how to pleasure her? Lazing around looking upon us is hardly assisting.”

“Assist? I thought I was only to cover her and disappear. Now I am allowed to touch her?”

His amusement made Moth frown. I wondered if I could sneak away and hide somewhere while they argued. The aerie must have had
somewhere
where I could hide from Fox’s big dick.

“You may, but only at times I designate. And if she falls in love with you I will murder you before our entire family.” When she was angry like this she actually did look like a daemon.

“Calm yourself, small warrior. I have many women to love me, and two that I am fond enough of not to interfere with. That I am also asked to thrust within them, on occasion, is more than satisfactory.” His smile was roguish.

They let go, holding me down with no more than my own lust. Moth licked at me delicately, making me crazy like Fox had suggested. Fox went from watching to running his hands over my body in a proprietary way. His hands were rougher than Moth’s and the difference was interesting. He licked at one of my nipples then sucked it into his mouth, his nips sharp and demanding.

Moth bit my thigh and my belly and my effort to maintain deep breathing vanished into cries and squeals that I could do nothing to control. Warm tongues tasted along my skin, leaving tracks of cooling dampness in their wake.

At some point, Fox was between my legs, and Moth kissed me as he tortured me with his mouth, wedged a large finger up inside me, fucking me with it while his tongue brought me to the brink. He kept me on the edge and Moth crooned to me to be patient while I cried and begged for release.

Suddenly they were both moving. They propped me to lean back against her, and she held me spread-eagled with her body—hands on wrists and legs wrapped around my ankles and pulled apart.

“He will give you pleasure now, little slave. For me you will do this.”

“Wait! Is this baby going to be ours, Moth? You’ll love her even though she looks nothing like you?” I needed to know, suddenly scared of more than the huge cock that jutted threateningly from Fox’s body.

“Yes, she will be ours,” Moth breathed in my ear. “I will adore her as I adore her mother. Just as I know you will adore the incubus Fox put in my belly.”

Warmth spread through me, and I felt the bond between us tighten yet again.

Held and helpless, I waited for Fox to do his worst.

And damn them, they made me love every minute of it.

Universe Hunters

By C.L. Scholey

This story is dedicated to fantasy and science fiction lovers.

Chapter 1

Cali wasn’t impressed. Her feet trudged along the forest floor scuffing the dead foliage of years past. Her neck ached from the numerous times she twisted at a strange sound. Since when had ravens and chipmunks become so ominous? And how could something so small sound like a herd of wild elephants? Cali came to the conclusion camping wasn’t for her; she had decided this during her stint at Girl Scouts when younger. In fact, it downright sucked the big one.

The only reason she had agreed to go on this camping trip into the middle of only God knows where, was because she had a mad crush on her friend Tara’s brother, Scott. Scott was gorgeous. He was destined to be the future Mr. Cali if she played her cards right. Scott was a little on the short side standing maybe five foot seven, but he had a chest you could land a plane on. He had a killer smile that made her weak in the knees, sizzling glacial blue eyes you could get lost in and every strand of his dark, thick, blond hair was always in place. He had the sweetest personality and a way of making everyone feel special and important.