Havermouth, Present Time All four men looked at Aislen in unison and she felt her heart begin to race. “Oh f-k,” she whispered and caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she stood and set the flowers onto the bed. She turned and scooped her hair over her shoulder. “Can someone unzip me?” Rhett stepped up. His hands shook as he reached for the zip and his breath came quick and heavy, his thoughts were a rapid cacophony of erotic fantasies. Her dress sagged and she let it slip to the ground, before stepping out of her shoes, and felt Rhett’s hands stroke over her arse as she bent to pick them up. “Suspenders,” he murmured, slipping his fingers under the straps. “I have a weakness for them.” “I didn’t get dressed this morning anticipating that I would be painting,” she replied. “Though, it doesn’t look like a lot of painting will get done today.” “Mhm. We’ll discuss the painting and the reason for it in a little while,” Talen told her as he returned to the armoire. “In the meanti
Havermouth, Five Years Past Aislen was dressed and ready at the door when Heath pulled into the drive. She hurried to where he held the car open for her admiring how handsome he looked in his school uniform, the trousers and shirt precisely pressed, and his blue knit jumper’s v neck showing the neat knot of his tie. “Hi,” she pressed her palms onto his chest and lifted her face to his. His thumb stroked over her cheek as he leaned down to kiss her, and his lips lingered. She felt his c-ck harden between them and leant a little against it, deliberately arousing him as she snaked her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. His thoughts were of Cameron and Rhett who were meeting them at the river house and debating whether he could pull off enroute for a quickie before taking her there. As he eased the kiss, she rubbed her cheek against his enjoying that he was freshly shaven, and his skin scented with aftershave. That decided him and he gripped her arse through her school skirt p
Havermouth, Present DayThe flickering candlelight did wonderful things to the naked men around her, Aislen thought as she watched Rhett and Cameron move around the bed, busily securing Heath to the fixture points. The light played over their skin and casted shadow in the valleys of muscle. Heath continued to look at her, ignoring what Rhett and Cameron were doing, and looking at him splayed vulnerable, had her clit throbbing.The spread position placed emphasis on his c-ck standing upright from his body like an invitation. She moved to the foot of the bed and placed her hands on his shins, feeling the crispness of leg hair as she stroked up to his knees. “Can I play with him, daddy?” She asked.“That’s the idea, little demon,” Talen chuckled. “We all get to play with him.”Heath’s eyes fluttered closed, and he blew out his breath. “F-k,” he whispered.Cameron was entranced, his eyes meeting Aislen’s, and his grin slow and heavy. Aislen handed him the blind fold. “Put it on him,” she
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThere was another Ute parked next to Cameron’s outside of the river house when Heath pulled up. “Ah, good,” he said as they got out of the car. “Luke is here. Just hang back and stay out of the way, Aislen, whilst we walk him through what we’re after.” He strode ahead of her jumping up onto the balcony and calling out warmly to the man standing with Cameron and Rhett.“Hey,” the man grinned. “Nice place. I haven’t had the opportunity to see it before. I can understand why it’s the hangout spot of the moment. This view is amazing.”“Yeah, we’re lucky that Cameron came with advantages,” Heath laughed.“The family farm here is just over two hundred hectares,” Cameron shoved his hands into his front pockets and rocked on his hips, looking out across the land with satisfaction. “With the house, and a variety of outbuildings. Dad has kept the fencing and outbuildings up to date, as he’s been using it as grazing land.”“And you’ll inherit another four hundred he
Havermouth, Present timeCameron groaned, his expression contorting into pained pleasure, before flopping to the side, shaking the bed. “Orgasm without coming,” he panted. “But when I do get to come, man, will I come.” He flopped to the side onto Rhett who grunted but reached for Aislen when Talen lifted her from Heath.Rhett rolled her under him and held himself on one elbow as he stroked his fingers through her hair. He trailed his fingers down her neck and over her chest. “These have healed well,” he murmured toying with the piercing through her nipple. She shivered beneath the intensity of his attention and the gentle touch.They both looked to the side as Talen bent Heath over the mattress, the blonde werewolf bracing on his palms. Heath moaned as Talen worked his way into him, breathing out slowly. Talen had removed Heath’s c-ck ring, and his hand stroked over Heath’s c-ck as he filled him. He snaked his arm up Heath’s chest, cupping Heath’s jaw in the v of thumb and forefinger,
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath sat with his back against the railing of the balcony, his legs spread in a v, and his face raised to the sun. Like the rest of them, he didn’t wear a stitch of clothing.“This is the life,” Cameron grinned laying spreadeagled on the rugs that covered the floorboards whilst Rhett sucked him off. “Drunk on wine, sunshine, and sexed up.”Aislen rolled to her knees and crawled between Heath’s legs, turning and wriggling until her back was against his chest. She reached for the bottle that he was holding and took a mouthful of the sun-warm wine before resting her head back against his shoulder as she swallowed.He took back the wine and took a mouthful as he lifted her leg to hook over his knee. She moved the other to mimic the position as his free hand found her clit, and moaned as he began to toy with it, turning her head so that her lips grazed his cheek, breathing in the scent of the river water that lingered on his skin along with the scent that was
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen heard Rhett burst into laughter, joined a moment later by Cameron. The two men were painting the front of the house, including the floorboards, railing and door, and their labor was accompanied by a constant stream of teasing jokes, innuendos and flirtation. She envied them just as much now, she thought, as she had five years before, for the relationship that they had, that certainty they possessed in each other, that comfortable solidness of their love.What was she doing? She asked herself. Not only had she let them back in, but she had involved Talen… Or he’d involved himself, she corrected, and with absolute dominance and magnificence.She couldn’t bring herself to forgive the Triquetra, however, for those terrifying three days, or their bullying manipulations of the past. She understood more than she had at the time, however, and… F-k, she smothered her groan.Where did she think this was going to go? She tried another tact. Was she going to move b
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett drove Aislen home an hour after school finished. With his music blaring there was little conversation on the drive, but as he put the car into park, he turned it down, and leaned over the central console to kiss her, his fingers stroking through her hair. (I hope that Heath is right…) He leaned back and smiled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “We’ll wag school again tomorrow, alright?”“Alright,” she agreed, wondering what Heath was right or wrong about, and whether it had anything to do with her and the scholarship.“I had fun today, did you?” He asked.“Yeah,” she replied. It wasn’t entirely a lie, she told herself. She had enjoyed the day. There had been, as there always seemed to be with the Triquetra, moments of pain interspersed, mostly because her heart refused to accept what her mind had always known – that they were just passing the time with her. “It was fun.”“I…” She hesitated and looked up at him, meeting his eyes before dropping h
Havermouth, Present Time “We should talk about the river house,” Heath said as they dried off after the shower. She ignored him and concentrated on drying her hair. She didn’t want to talk about it. She had said all that she wanted to say on the topic, and if she said any more, she knew that it would just start another argument. “Aislen,” he sat on the bed in order to put on his shoes. “I know that…” “Heath,” she flicked her hair back. “Don’t. Just don’t. Rhett had a go at me yesterday about accepting that Havermouth is my home and that I’m not going back to Kabramatta, and you guys have raised several times going to stay at the river house. You can’t bully me into it, and you need to stop trying to do so.” His grey eyes met hers and she held them stubbornly refusing to back down. He nodded slowly. “We are your mates,” he said softly. She inhaled and released it slowly. “I love you,” she told him. “I love the three of you. I want to try to make something of this relationship. I a
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen woke when Rhett eased out from under her. She had been lying half over him, her leg thrown over his body and her hand on his chest and muttered her complaint as his movement unbalanced her and let the cooler air touch her skin. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “I have a client coming at nine,” he whispered. “I have to go set up.”“Too early.”“I know, but they work afternoons, and it will take a good three hours.”Talen wrapped an arm around her and drew her into the cup of his body. “Sleep some more, Morgana,” he murmured. “You need to rest in order to heal.”“Careful,” Cameron snickered suddenly and Aislen opened her eyes to see that Cameron had saved Rhett from falling over as he put on his jeans. “F-k man, you’re not a good morning person. One leg in each leg hole, right?” Cameron was already almost fully dressed, his shirt hanging open but his jeans and shoes on.“Need coffee before my brain will wake up fully,” Rhett replied.“For f-ksake,” He
Havermouth, Present Time“Not now, Rhett,” Heath sighed.“You knew!” Rhett rounded on him in shock. “You knew that he intended to turn her!”“We can’t,” Heath rose to his feet and located his jeans. “We can’t turn her werewolf, Rhett. The failure rate is too high. She has three werewolves and a vampire as her mates. If we can’t turn her, it is only logical that he will.”“And then what!” Rhett’s fury was such that the words were all but yelled. “We grow old, whilst she stays eternally young?”“Would you rather her grow old and die, when she has the option to be young and live forever?” Heath demanded. “We cannot give her that, but he can!”“What about kids?” Cameron asked. “If he turns her into a vampire, can she still have kids?”They fell into silence, their eyes flicking to Aislen and then away.“I can have kids,” she answered their unspoken question. “Bitch-faced Tabby Cat was speaking shit. I had a miscarriage, that is all. My doctor never said that I wouldn’t be able to have kid
Havermouth, Present TimeCameron groaned and pressed his hips into hers, letting her feel that he was hard. He leaned over until his breath brushed over her lips, his eyes on hers so that she could see every fleck within the bright blue. She reached up and threaded her fingers into his hair feeling the heavy thickness of the curls wrap around her fingers.His eyes closed as he inhaled and moaned on the exhale. “Your scent…” He said as he opened his eyes, meeting hers. His smile was bone melting. “When you are turned on, your scent is a sin. I remember in school, whenever you walked by us, I’d just about come in my pants breathing it in.”“Make me come, instead,” she invited.“Yeah,” he laughed under his breath. “I can do that.” He lifted her up and carried her to the porch.“Hey,” Tyler said as he opened the door. “Morgana, hey hero! Talen wasn’t sure when you’d be back. He’ll be happy to know you’re back home again. I was just about to head out to grab some take away. Do you want me
Havermouth, Present TimeCameron carried Aislen through the reception area where Heath was smoothly talking his way through her discharge.Rhett paused to charm his way into a trolley. "I'll load up with Aislen's things, and meet you at the cars," he said to Cameron as he wheeled it back into the room.“Oh, I’ll get a wheelchair!” A nurse protested seeing Cameron with Aislen in his arms.“It’s fine,” Cameron told her with a shrug. “Aislen’s not heavy.”“Are you leaving?” A woman stepped out of a room. Her clothing was rumpled, her eyes tired, and she clutched an empty coffee cup in one hand. “That is wonderful news. I’m Margaret,” she said to Aislen with a wide smile, her eyes filling with tears. “You must be Aislen Carter. You saved my son, Stephan’s life. My husband and I… We are just so grateful.”“Oh,” Aislen flushed, embarrassed by the teary gratitude. “It was nothing, really. He was saving himself, and the gunman had moved on to the library, so it wasn’t like… I’m told he’s doin
Havermouth, Present Time“Charles Gale, Pastor,” Pastor Gale recovered quickly, and his outrage transformed into charm. “I came to offer Aislen my services and company. I make regular rounds of the hospital,” he said as he stepped into the room. “And I understood that my son and his friends were at the river house.”He had expected to find her alone, in other words, she thought. Alone and vulnerable. And instead, he found her guarded by a giant of a vampire.“They are,” Talen replied, leaning a hip onto Aislen’s bed, a posture that was both confident and claiming. “We are alternating who stays with Aislen. They will be returning soon.”“Thank you for your kind thought,” Aislen said, barely keeping the sarcasm out of her tone. “But I’m not religious and you’ve made perfectly clear that you don’t enjoy my company.”“Now, Aislen,” Pastor Gale smiled patronizingly. “That’s simply not true.”It was unnerving how similar he looked to Heath, Aislen thought, considering that she reviled the m
Havermouth, Present DayAislen watched the water flow around her feet, swirling over the paving stones and tarmac of the main street of Havermouth, ripples casting shadows through the water that looked like screaming faces. She walked through the water, bewildered, feeling its cold drag against her legs, and its weight tugging down the fabric of her dress and sticking it to her skin.The traffic on the street had stopped, cars like islands in the flowing water, and pedestrians came to a standstill, everyone turning towards the river in astonishment.Where had the water come from?Something brushed against Aislen’s leg, and she looked down and cried out in horror as a pale, fish-nibbled face passed by, cheeks flapping in the movement of the water and eye sockets vacant, carried along in the tide of the water.Aislen woke on the end of a jump and gripped the sheets, breathing heavily.“Morgana,” Talen rose from the recliner and leaned over her. His hair was loose, brushing over her chee
Havermouth, Present Day“Aislen…” Heath started but was interrupted by the arrival of the nurses. “We’ll talk after,” he finished as the nurses adjusted the bed to sit Aislen upright.“Any discomfort?” The nurse asked attentively as they helped Aislen turn so that her legs hung over the end of the bed.“No,” Aislen suspected that Talen’s blood was the reason, healing her from the inside out. Bless her daddy vampire, she thought fondly.“Okay, but be guided by your body and if it hurts, we will stop…”“I can carry her,” Cameron hovered anxiously as Aislen stood with the help of the nurses. “F-k…” His hands were already held out, wanting to push the nurses out of the way.“Boyfriend?” The nurse to Aislen’s left asked as they took a shuffling step towards the ensuite.“Yeah,” Aislen agreed. It was close enough a description for their relationship at the moment, she decided, and she was f-king over being ashamed and hiding. “Both are, actually,” she said with a slight shrug. “Four, really
Kabramatta, A Month BeforeAislen found the regular yoga sessions not only helpful in maintaining a level of physical fitness to combat the stationary nature of her art, but also in enforcing a regular meditation to help strengthen the bubbles that protected her from the onslaught of mental noise that came with living in a busy city. That Bianca was the yogi was a bonus, as it meant that she could combine exercise, meditation and a catch up with her friend.Aislen lingered behind as the class ended and the room gradually emptied.She watched as Bianca flirted with a pony-tailed, curvaceous blonde woman, the sparks flying between them as they exchange numbers. The blonde cast a smile over her shoulder as she left.“You have a type,” Aislen drawled as she joined Bianca. “Blonde, curvy, and bubbly.”“So do you - six inches, chubby and made of silicone,” Bianca snorted. “When are you going to give a flesh and blood person a go? I bumped into Jordan Daniels the other day at a gallery. He i