Lucy Kelly (14 page)

“These are really delicious, Becky,” said Kai with a smile, after taking a bite.

For the next several minutes, there was little talk as everyone ate their food.  She took that as a compliment - either that or they were hungry.

She finished before they did and threw her paper plate and plastic fork into a garbage bag that she had brought in earlier.

“Well, it’s been a fun evening.  As you know, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, so if it’s all the same to you, I’m going to go to bed now,” she said.

“Goodnight, Becky.  We will be forming watches.  You will be safe with us,” said Ari.

“Not you, though, right, Ari?  Markus says you have to rest some more,” she said, giving him a worried look.

“I will rest,” he assured her. 

He didn’t mention that he could monitor the perimeter alarms they’d set up earlier from his bed.  He was determined to contribute to keep the house secure and Becky safe.

“Okay, then.  Goodnight, everyone.” 

With her goodnights said, she made her way upstairs.  If she longed for company, she kept those thoughts to herself.

I’m going to be burning up the batteries tonight
, she thought, as she walked up the stairs.

Chapter Nine

Becky took the stairs to her room.  She was tempted to take Ishme and Nyal with her.  However, she knew that it was too soon, even with the heavy-duty attraction that was burning her up.

When she got to her room, once again, she peeled off her clothes.  This time, she took a minute to put them in the hamper.  She was a little embarrassed that Ishme had seen her messy room and unmade bed.

She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth.  As she brushed, she noticed the green streak in her hair had faded quite a bit.  A couple more shampoos and it would be gone.  Going through the rest of her nightly routine, she tried to decide if she wanted to color it again before the big shindig on Saturday night. 

I have time to make up my mind.  At least I know I’ll have a date…or five,
she thought with a giggle.

Leaving the bathroom and walking over to the door, she flipped the lock and turned off the overhead light.  The lamp on her nightstand was now the only illumination in the room. 

I should have locked that earlier,
she thought,
Freudian slip
.

She opened her dresser and pulled out a nightshirt.  This one said,
All stressed out and no one to choke,
with a great graphic of a stressed-out blonde.  She tossed the nightshirt on the pillow across from her side of the bed.  Then she opened the top drawer of her nightstand and got out her supplies.

She seemed to be getting all of her orgasms through technology these days, she mused, as she pulled out a hand towel and some wet wipes and put them on top of the nightstand. 

How long has it been since I’ve had a lover? she asked herself.  So long, that I can’t remember!  Markus is right.  I’ve been working way too much. 

She looked down into the drawer and wondered if she was ready to try out the new vibrator she’d purchased after she’d found out about the Nephilim.  It was a double penetrator with a rabbit tickler.  She was curious to see if, when she got aroused, her anus relaxed the way Addie had described.

If everything went the way it looked like it was going, she would soon have two guys trying to get into her bed.  They had already wormed their way into her heart.  She knew that Ishme and Nyal were the men for her. 

Kai must have been dreaming about someone else.  She didn’t have anything other than sisterly feelings for him or Ari.

Getting into bed, she reached for her small clit stimulator and closing her eyes, began fantasizing about Ishme and Nyal.  She soon realized that she didn’t need to stimulate her clit, visualizing kissing, and touching those two men were enough to get her juices flowing.

She kept her eyes closed as she rolled onto her side and reached for the vibrator.  She pretended it was Nyal rubbing his finger around her back hole, slipping his finger down to bring her own juices back before pressing into her anus, just as she slipped the flexible, beaded second prong of the vibrator into place.  She couldn’t stop the moan when she felt the device hit her sweet spot.  Then she began to insert the front part of the vibrator, needing no lube because she was already wet from her arousal. 

She felt close to climaxing and she hadn’t even turned it on.  Once the vibrator was fully seated, she turned the knob at the bottom.  Her hips already thrusting in an involuntary movement, she felt so full.  She could feel her pussy squeezing against the internal pressure.  Holding it in place with one hand, she reached up with the other and began to massage her nipples, fantasizing that it was Ishme’s mouth sucking and his teeth nipping at her breasts.

Quickly, she could feel the onset of her climax.  Her hips were pumping and the double penetration felt amazing.  She reached over to grab the other pillow because she knew she was going to scream out her release.  When it came, it was the strongest orgasm she’d ever experienced.  Even as she fell back into the bedding, she knew that it wouldn’t hold a candle to what she would have felt if Ishme and Nyal were in bed with her.

After a few minutes, she was able to catch her breath.  She was too relaxed to get out of bed, as she had known she would be.  She reached for the hand towel and the wet wipes.  After cleaning herself up, she put on the nightshirt she’d tossed on the bed, rolled over and fell into a dreamless sleep.

***

A few hours later, miles away in a hotel room, Sarah Kline woke up from a sound sleep having a strong climax.  She’d been dreaming about two tall men with long blonde hair.

***

Becky woke up well rested and ready to take on the day.  There was a lot to get done.  She had Power of Attorney for the HeVanly Trust.  Yesterday they decided she would be representing Addie at the Title Company today to close on the land in Wisconsin.

She also needed to make sure all the guys had solid backgrounds before they checked into their various hotels.  She was planning on booking them on various tourist attractions around Chicago.  The idea was for them to be seen touring the City. 

When she got up, she debated dressing up for the escrow closing and decided to let the money talk.  She put on black jeans and high-heeled boots that elevated her height up to five-foot-five. 

Today, her shirt had a graphic of the game Rock-Paper-Scissors-Spock-Lizard on it; she was a fan of the show.  She knew if Addie saw it, she’d get the joke.  In deference to the colder weather, she also grabbed her black suede blazer.

As she walked down the hall to the back stairs, she remembered that Ishme said he was going to cook breakfast today.  She wondered who else in the house was awake.  She’d gone to bed early last night, but they could have stayed up late, for all she knew.

When she walked into the kitchen, Nyal was sitting at the table nursing a cup of coffee.

“Good morning, Becky,” he said with a smile.  He got up from the table and walked over to her.  He reached out to pull her into his arms for a hug.

Mmm, this feels nice,
she thought as he held her. 

“I was walking by your room last night while I checked all the windows and doors.  The next time you climax, I plan on having you in my arms when it happens,” Nyal said.

Becky’s cheeks flushed red as she thought of her fantasies of the night before.  Her internal imp responded with, “I was pretending I was already there with you and Ishme.  That’s why I was so loud.”

Did I just say that out loud?  Who is this woman?
she thought.

He sucked in a breath and started to reach for her again when Ari and Kai clattered down the stairs. 

When they saw Becky practically in Nyal’s arms, Ari and Kai grew angry. 

“The vision-matcher has not yet proclaimed you her
Join
, Nyal.  You should not touch her,” said Ari vehemently.

Kai was nodding behind him, fisting his hands at his sides.

“You know what?  I’m tired of you guys fighting over me like a juicy bone,” said Becky, turning around to glare at Ari and Kai. 

“I’m sorry that you don’t feel I have enough of a brain to know my own heart and feelings.  Tell me, Ari and Kai, did you have another dream last night?” she asked belligerently.

“Yes, more powerful than the night before; we both did,” answered Kai.

“And you’re both sure it was me?  Was there a green streak in my hair and all?”

“Well, that is the only thing that didn’t match.  In the dream, your hair was without streaks - and it was a little longer, too,” admitted Kai.

“Then it isn’t me!  I’ve always worn my hair short and don’t plan to grow it out any time soon.  As to the streak, I consider platinum blonde hair as a blank canvas.  I’ve been coloring my hair since I was eighteen.  The longest I’ve gone without color is a few days, when I know I’m going to change it.” 

She gave them a sharp look.  “Isn’t it obvious?  Either there’s someone out there in the world that looks an awful lot like me or I’ve got a twin and we were separated at birth,” she said, not really believing that. 

She thought they were confused or picking up on Ishme and Nyal’s
Joining
pheromones or something.  She stomped over to the counter.

“I can’t believe you’re making me work out such difficult stuff in my head when I haven’t even had my morning coffee yet.  I don’t need this kind of stress in my life,” she muttered. 

At her words, the men backed down immediately and wore penitent looks on their faces.  Here they were, not even twenty-four hours after Markus’s admonition and they were already pressuring her. 

Becky reached into the cupboard and selected a mug she felt was apropos for the morning she was having. 

“No coffee ready.  No promised breakfast.  Humph,” she muttered under her breath.

At that moment, Markus came in from the dining room with Ishme.

“Good morning, Becky,” they both said to her.

“Ugh,” she grunted.  The sound of the coffee bean grinder drowned out anything else she might have said.

Both men immediately turned to the others for an explanation, which Nyal was happy to give.  Meanwhile, Becky was pondering the situation.  These guys were friends.  More than that, they were of the same lineage.  This nonsense had to stop before it escalated and they actually came to blows.

After setting up the coffee pot and hitting the switch, she turned back and faced the men.  She had a plan.

“I don’t want anybody in the house mad at each other.  I don’t want to come between family members, either.  I also don’t want to ask any of you to leave.”

When one of the guys started to speak, she held up a hand and continued, “I have come up with a plan.  The four of you take four chairs from the table and line them up in front of the island.”

She was happy to see that they were quick to comply.  “Now, I want you to straddle the chairs facing the island with your backs to me.  Kai and Ari, you two sit in the two chairs on the left and Ishme and Nyal on the right.”

Markus had a good idea of what she was planning to do and he approved.  He walked over to the cabinet to choose a mug and look at the one Becky had already placed on the counter. 

Hers said,
I can only please one person a day.  Today is not your day.  Tomorrow doesn’t look good, either.

He chuckled as he looked at the other mugs and chose one for himself.  He finally picked one that said, Confidence in big bold red letters.  Below, in smaller black print, it said,
The feeling you sometimes have before you fully understand the situation you’re in.

He turned back around to see Becky standing behind Kai and Ari.  She reached forward, placing her fingers and thumbs on either side of their spines.  Level with their shoulder blades, she pressed in for a moment and then released.

“Okay, how did that feel?  Your breathing didn’t even change,” she said, as she stepped over to Ishme and Nyal.  She repeated the process and both men immediately began to pant and then let out long groans.

She stepped back, “Well,” she stated in a somewhat shaky voice, “that settles that.  No more arguments now.” 

She turned to Kai and Ari, who had bewildered looks on their faces.  “Either they’re affecting you,” she said, waving an arm towards the other two men, “or the woman you’re destined to meet has arrived in Chicago.  You’ll probably meet her on Saturday night.  So, no long faces,” she said.

“Ishme?” she asked

“Yes, Becky?” he answered after he got his breath back.

“Are you still planning on making breakfast?”

“Yes, I’ll get started in a minute.”

Becky noticed the coffee was finally ready.  She walked over to the fridge to get out the half-and-half.  After doctoring her coffee the way she liked it, she took her first sip.

“Ahh, that’s good.  I’m going to work in my office for a while and check in with Addie.  Call me when breakfast is ready,” she said, as she sailed out of the kitchen.

Markus filled his cup and added cream and sugar.  “You four should be ashamed of yourselves, especially after only yesterday promising to be careful,” he said. 

Then he added, “At least Becky’s solution resolved the issue.  Are we in agreement on that?” he asked.

All four of the men nodded.  Ishme and Nyal were still a little wiped out from the powerful and sudden orgasm that Becky had given them.  Markus could see they needed a minute.

“Ishme and Nyal?  Why don’t you go upstairs and clean up.  Kai and Ari will show me how to begin the breakfast,” Markus suggested.

“Addie says that French toast is her favorite breakfast.  We have all made that before, so Kai and Ari can start.  We should make some bacon, too,” Ishme said, as he got up from the chair. 

He suddenly grinned.  He realized that Becky now knew they belonged together.  Perhaps they wouldn’t have to wait until Saturday to return the favor.  He ran up the stairs four at a time, whistling - the way Addie had taught him.