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The Mystery of Jules
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Somewhere outside of Rideten, Present TimeAfter the dragon demonstration, the reporters and their teams were a lot more respectful, Aislen noted smugly as their group made to return to the house. Talen started in the other direction, heading towards the sheds, and after a moment, she saw Rhett pick up his pace into a trot to fall into step with him.“Where are you going?” Addison was sharp-eyed.“We did offer to demonstrate how we feed, but it didn’t seem like there were any takers amongst you,” Talen said, pausing and raising an eyebrow. “So, we will speak to the werewolves and see if there are any volunteers amongst them.”“Let’s go inside,” Phillip encouraged the reporters and their teams, his eyes meeting Aislen and widening. He did not want emphasis placed on how they fed and didn’t approve of her suggestion to involve the reporters. She wondered where, precisely, he thought they were going to get the blood if not from the people around them. “Leave them to it.”“They will have
Last Updated : 2024-04-29The Pack's Emissary Setting Up For The Night
Somewhere outside of Rideten, Present TimePhillip led the way into the rear of the house. Rhett glanced in at the bedrooms with curiosity. They were cluttered with suitcases and backpacks, and most had bunk beds. The house wasn’t lived in. It was clear it was kept for accommodation.“This is where everyone is sleeping?” He wondered and hoped that Talen found somewhere more private. His mate had left Rhett collecting the blood donations with a whispered explanation that had left Rhett disguising an awkward erection.“Some I imagine,” Phillip wasn’t interested. “There is a barrack in one of the sheds.”“Lovely,” Rhett wrinkled his nose. If they ended up in the barrack, there would be no tying Cameron down and making him bleed, as Talen had suggested. He’d been looking forward to that and knew his mate needed it from their conversation in the shower the night before.“Hmm. I have claimed my bunk,” Phillip replied. “You would be wise to do the same.”There was a bathroom to Rhett’s left,
Last Updated : 2024-04-30The Pack's Emissary A Family Who Grooms Together…
Somewhere outside of Rideten, Present TimeThe garage door was open, and a 4WD was parked to the side. For a moment, Aislen paused, staring at the car. Her brain had come to associate modern black 4WDs with the Van Helsings. However, she realized that black must just be “non-descript” to whoever bought vehicles for armies, as this one had been parked inside of a werewolf garage.Past it, she could see that Talen and Heath had laid camp-bed mattresses out on the floor. It wouldn’t be the most comfortable of beds, with only the thin mattresses between them and the concrete, but it was better than nothing, and definitely better than sleeping somewhere squashed in with the werewolf soldiers or news crews.As they entered, she saw that Talen was inspecting several lengths of different types of rope, and she slid a look at Cameron, whose face was flushed as he began to make the bed.Rhett laid out some items on the workbench where Talen was placing the rope that met his approval – wooden sp
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Havermouth, Present Time Harry stirred as the door opened immediately alert to the intrusion although they registered that it was Sigrid, Meguitte, and Fatima who entered the bedroom. They eased away from Jules carefully, rising to cross the room to where a dressing gown was draped over a chair. They pulled it on before turning to where their sisters and the vampiress waited, their eyes discretely averted. “You can come in,” Harry told them. “You know I am not modest.” “You don’t possess a modest bone in your body,” Sigrid agreed, keeping her voice low as she led the way into the room. Fatima collected the empty cups of blood, and left, pulling the door closed behind her. Sigrid paused by the foot of the bed, looking down at the still-sleeping Jules, but Meguitte crossed to Harry. “Let me see,” she reached up toward their face, and they leaned down so that she could examine their eye, her fingers gentle and soothingly cool against their skin. “Oh, Harry,” she said softly, and they
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Havermouth, Present TimeAs Sigrid coated Jules’ hand with her blood before splinting and bandaging it, Meguitte took samples from Jules and Leighton and collected them into little zip-locked plastic bags. Nail clippings from Jules’ good hand, a lock of his hair (which Harry started to protest until she ruffled the brunette curls and the part she’d snipped disappeared in the disarray, swabs from his mouth, venom from his teeth, and a bag of blood.“Not too much,” Harry kept a sharp eye on the proceedings. “He needs blood, not to lose it.”“I know, Harry,” she said soothingly. “I won’t take more than I need.” She exchanged a look with Leighton of weary patience. “We don’t want to run out and have to draw more.”“He can feed from me,” Dan was watching from the ajar door. “Sigrid said that hybrid blood might help?”“From the wrist,” Harry didn’t like the idea but accepted it as it was best for Jules. They seemed to remember their manners as they added a belated. “Thank you.”Dan stood by
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Somewhere outside of Rideten, Present Time“Here,” Heath took the razor out of Cameron’s hand. “Let me…” He went to his knees on the cold tile, and Aislen placed her hand on his head for balance as he lifted her leg onto one thigh. He smoothed the shaving cream from ankle to knee and glanced up at her mischievously. “Should I call you Mistress Morgana?”She laughed, but the sound was hoarse in her throat. She wasn’t the only one getting turned on by their little grooming session, waves of eroticism tangled up in tenderness rolled off all four of her mates. As Heath began to shave her legs, she saw that Cameron was hard, his cock nudging against Rhett’s cheek as their dark-haired mate shaved him. Rhett was teasing him, deliberately turning his head so that his lips rubbed along Cameron’s length.Talen stepped up behind her, his hands resting on her shoulders to let her know that he was there before stroking down her arms and then up her rib cage to cup her breasts, his fingers pinching
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The Mouth of the River, Present TimeThe Mer did not form war camps. They broke into squadrons, each tasked with a mission. Several squadrons might work together if the mission was large, but even then, they did not camp together, or form a central point of leadership.“We do not offer them a target this way,” Niarthen explained to Lyric as they followed the squadron they had been assigned to through the scrubland. They were weaving their way towards the river as they had been summoned to consult on the changes to the animal and plant life along it. “If a squadron is taken out, it does not affect the army. But if an army is taken out, it changes the war.”“An army?” She clarified as she picked her way along in his wake, letting him choose the path they took. Her vision since transforming to Mer was much improved, and she could see as well, if not better, in the dark of the night, as she could during the day, however, Niarthen’s big feet on the animal trails that wound through to the w
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“Mine,” Rhett caught Aislen by the shoulders and turned her, pulling her body flush with his so that he could seal his mouth over hers and steal away Heath’s cum from her tongue. “Hmm,” he said as he eased back and used the tip of his little finger to wipe the corner of her mouth. “Delicious.”“This is going to take some finessing,” Talen said as Rhett stepped away so that Talen could take his place. The big, blonde man very gently stroked Aislen’s hair back out of her face before his hand strayed to the Concordian collar around her neck. He straightened it. “It has been a while since we have done this.”“Done what, Daddy?” She asked him and then gasped as Rhett picked her up and deposited her on the bed, straddling Heath’s hips and facing him. Suddenly the way that he was tied made a lot of sense, the space between his legs made room for someone to kneel between them, and the sex pillow beneath his hips would position Aislen at the right height for a man behind and one in front. “Oh
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Aislen’s eyes adjusted to the darkness inside the Playroom with supernatural quickness and she smothered her laughter as she saw what Talen had been up to. The bed had been looped with Christmas fairy lights, tinsel, and red bows that held candy canes in place. As they neared, Talen activated the fairly lights so that the room, and its many sordid toys, flashed and flickered in shades of red and green - as did the two men already on the bed.Cameron wore a body harness similar to her own. It was on full display as he knelt on the end of the bed, his arms tied to the bedframe above his head, and a candy cane tied with ribbon as a gag. Talen, as a nod to the season, had used a red ribbon to tie a bow around Cameron’s cock. Tinsel had been draped around his neck like a feather boa.Heath was stretched out on the bed behind him, his arms spread and bound to the headboard, and his knees bent, heels to arse, and restrained there with ribbon that circled his ankles and looped around his wais
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As Heath steered the car back out of Havermouth, Aislen watched the town pass by her window. It was both familiar and foreign, with the influence of the Mer seen in the repairs to the old buildings and the ever-increasing amount of greenery spilling over the walls from roof-top gardens.The way people dressed and interacted on the streets had changed too, with more and more people adopting the toga-like styles of the Mer clothing. Aislen caught a glimpse of Anne Mason talking with a group of tall intrigued looking Mers, and she wore multiple strings of the Mer’s bead and shell necklaces and bracelets as she smiled and gestured animatedly at the street around them.“I wonder what Anne is up to,” she remarked to Heath. “She looks like she’s leading a tour of the town. That’s probably what it is,” she answered herself. “She’d be good at that role.”“Do you miss it?” Heath asked her.“The telepathy?” She knew what he meant. “Yes and no. This is sort of cool,” she used her telekinesis to l
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Aislen woke to Gera crying. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the dark within Cameron’s room. It was night, but she couldn’t tell how far into it from the moonlight that drifted in through the part in Cameron’s curtains. Cameron was well out, snoring into the pillow, and she eased out from under his arm carefully so as not to wake him.Cameron had been working crazy hours, pretty much seven days a week, since the war trying to bring the two farms back to where they were before the storm, and to incorporate all the changes required for farming to be done by Mer environmental standards, which dictated everything from the way the sheep and cattle were treated for parasites through to run off from fields into the river.She stole the robe that hung of the back of his door as she tiptoed out of the room, easing the door closed behind her. Gera’s outrage had softened to gentle complaint which she traced to the kitchen. Heath, in a pair of striped PJ pants, was heating a bottle of blood, w
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Rhett and Gera had attracted a horde of admirers in Rhett’s tattoo parlor and Aislen and Heath stood on the sidewalk watching him show off their daughter to his customers through the window, until someone pointed them out to them, and Rhett looked up, still grinning, his eyes bright with joy, and his cheeks heated as he realized he’d been busted.“Just look at him,” Heath scoffed his tone warm with amusement. “Bet he’s lying about doing the night duty all by himself again.”“He does get up a fair bit,” Aislen smiled up at him.“Yeah, but he complains about it like it’s the end of the world, and he doesn’t tell them that,” Heath nodded with his head towards the group saying goodbye to the baby. “I do most of the nights.”“And Cameron the early mornings,” Aislen reminded him.“He’s usually getting up then anyway,” Heath pointed out. “He’s half-rooster, up at dawn to wake us all up.”Aislen smothered her giggles.“What are you laughing at?” Rhett asked as he joined them. “Good timing, by
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It was a very unusual Christmas Tree, but that was hardly surprising as it was a very different Havermouth. The new Havermouth Council was made up equally of all members of the community, and the tree represented the unification of these communities. Therefore, the tree had been carefully transplanted into the park, and was draped with bioluminescent strings of seaweed, crowned with a full moon, and hung with antique hand-carved toys and delicate ornaments made of gold and silver wire and what Aislen believed to be real gems, donated from the safes and other treasure vaults of the several hundred vampires that now called Havermouth home.In the old Havermouth, these gem-crusted ornaments would have disappeared within a day, however in the new Havermouth theft was not a problem. The police force included vampires and werewolves, and it had only taken a couple of demonstrations of their tracking abilities for thieves to learn to mend their ways.Aislen clapped along with the crowd as Ty
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Havermouth, Present TimeThe journey to the river house was slow. Thanks to Sigrid’s roadblocks and the damage from the Mer. They also encountered many groups of people just standing on the road, talking in confusion. No one could quite understand what had happened, and no one was entirely confident that it was the end.Gera, true to form, had woken wanting to be fed, and so Aislen held the baby in her arms and watched out through the windows as they passed along the river road towards the bridge. “We’re a long way from done,” she said softly.“Yes,” Talen agreed. “But still, I feel as if we are far closer to peace, and I find myself optimistic and excited about the future before us.”“Me too,” Cameron agreed. “But that’s also how it feels when Aislen does her thing in your brain, so it could be that too.”“We haven’t really talked about that,” Heath added. “About what happened, Aislen?”“It’s hard to explain,” she said looking down at Gera and tracing the curve of the baby’s cheek wit
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Havermouth, Present TimeDown the hallway enough for the stink of the torture room and the crunch and slurp of Mercy’s meal to be less nauseating, they formed a huddle, with Sigrid, Greg, Niarthen and Lyric in the centre, discussing what they had seen, and what the Mer would do next.Aislen leaned her cheek against Heath’s shoulder, exhausted. She wanted nothing more than to shower for a really long time, put on something that wasn’t coarse and itchy, and sleep. Heath put his arm around her absently, his attention on the discussion. She wanted to tell him that the world needed to take care of itself for a while, she had done her best for it, and it was time for her to sleep.“I can’t believe that she ate him,” Dan was seriously grossed out, Aislen could tell, although he kept his voice to a whisper.“I know,” Tom replied from the corner of his mouth, his eyes on Sigrid and Greg as they spoke with Niarthen. “Did you see the look on his face? He was just as surprised as we were.”“Will
