James Bond

Elicia:

“Good, because we’re not done.” Smiling evilly at the four stunned expressions, lifting the lid of a container smelling the sweet aroma of sauce and garlic, reaching into the cooler for a sweet tea as we sat silently in a euphoric peace devouring some awesome Lasagna, fresh meatballs, and raspberry cheesecake.

“So, what are the plans for this year? School starts in a few days, but I know once I start getting bigger it will be difficult to travel.” Taking a sip of my sweet tea with an eyeroll, because the guys knew my weakness was sun-brewed tea with extra sugar.

“We can talk to the Dean, have it arranged so that your classes can resume here.” Roger smiled warmly, pecking my lips with a purring grunt.

“You would allow a bunch of strangers past the gate?” Perking a questioning brow at his smiling shrug.

“It’s not like you’ll be alone, plus I don’t think anyone would think twice about double-crossing you.” Elias tossed a playful wink with a mouthful of cheesecake, taking a sip of his tea.

“Right! Or she’ll feast on their heart.” Chris laughed brightly kissing my cheek with a growling purr.

“Guys, it was once, well, unless you count the deer hearts me and Bailey shared after hunting.” Sighing out in comfort, crossing my ankles in a relaxed pose leaning against a hay bail.

“Baby, you don’t have to explain anything to us. We love you no matter what.” Roger trailed his finger down my calf, shivering against the rush of static heat that ripped up my spine as he lifted up the white wings with glitter sparkling across the soft feathers.

“You ready for round two?” Chris packed away the leftovers quickly with Ben as Elias and Roger pulled me to my feet with a playful smack to the ass. Tilting my head at their mischievous expressions, gasping out as my wrists were bound behind my back with rope and my wings secured between my shoulder blades.

Tossed into the air before being snatched up by muscular arms in a heated kiss of soft lips and flicking tongues as Roger lowered us to the blankets in a swirling tornado of heated flesh. Positioned over his purring chest as Chris gripped my hips, guiding me back as they positioned themselves at each entrance.

“Brace yourself.” Their words barely registered as my body and mind were thrusted out into the stary night, hugging the moon that embraced us in its gentle light as my wrists twisted and gripped the coarse rope with each tantalizing thrust.

“You’re our Heaven,” Chris growled next to my ear as his teeth scraped down the tender flesh, gasping out a moan as the stary sky rained down on me in a delightful canvas of swirling lights.

“OH!” My breathy moan ripped from my lips as our bodies rolled and swayed against one another, pulled back into his chest as Roger snapped his hips up in a wild rhythm, pinching my pebbled nipples. Drunk on their euphoric expressions as they rocked my world to smithereens, trembling under their intense gazes as my body exploded into the heavens added a few more stars to the majestic blanket of fiery lights.

“OUR GODDESS!” Their growling voices swirled around the night air causing the horses to whine and squeal in a strange agreement as we crashed back to earth on a blazing comet of erotic bliss.

Panting wildly as their lips stole the air from my lungs with each embrace.

“I agree…with…Ben. I just died a Happy Man.” Chris panted heavily into my neck, opening my hazed eyes in a soft nod as they gently dislodged from my quivering core. Laying me down gently, cleaning my body with warm washcloths as they untied my wrists and removed the wings so they could cuddle up against my pleasantly numb body.

“Get some sleep.” Roger stroked his finger through my tousled locks as the gentle tingles eased me into the darkness.

The majestic beats of the orchestra sang beautifully through the grand ballroom decorated in tulle and twinkling lights, scanning around the mass of familiar and unknown faces covered in masquerade masks and elegant evening attire. Gliding through the crowd with my pregnant belly draped in midnight blue tulle and silks with sparkling rhinestones around the bodice, climbing the majestic staircase draped in twinkling garlands and rich burgundy carpet.

Swaying to the melody of ‘James Bond’ as the orchestra played each note with emotional fortitude. Slithering through the halls feeling like I was Bond himself, but with a very pregnant vagina as a loud commotion drew my attention to an older Amelia and Xander escorting…wait just a minute!

“Hey, Troublemaker.”

Jumping around in shock, clenching my sides with panting breaths and a snarling hiss.

“Will...you...stop that!” Slapping Seth’s, or King of the Dead, whatever he calls himself, smacking my hands off his chuckling chest as we both busted out in laughter.

“What is this? Why does everyone look older?” Pointing to the group of laughing adults following a very pissed-off Amelia into an office of some kind.

“You’re an ‘Oracle’ right? What does an oracle do?” Tilting my head at his sniggering expression as we walked down the grand hallway of glistening white marble floors and dark mahogany embellishments.

“Yes, I’m an ‘Oracle’, and we can foresee the future to an extent.” Waving my hand through the air like he should have already known that by now.

“Come with me.” He motioned his head as he slipped through the closed doors like a ghostly apparition, poking his smiling head out with a helping hand. Swirling through the solid obstruction as Amelia stormed the room in a raging pace of flailing arms and snarling curses.

Looking around the grand room with three large hickory desks, distressed brown leather wingbacks, and matching sofa occupied by JR, Max, Mei, and Seth all giggly-eyed and tousled like a wild night of blissful sex.

“Exactly.” Seth hissed playfully in my ear as I looked between him and the Seth sitting casually with his hands on Max and Mei’s thighs.

The doors crashed open as a fiery redhead and a tall, brooding man appeared looking at the scene unfolding before their very own eyes.

“DADDY!” Her voice cried happily as she rushed into Seth’s open arms, spinning her around as her silky dress shimmered under the soft lighting of the wall sconces.

“Oh, Lea.” His husky voice wavered slightly as he kissed her forehead, pulling back to look at the beautiful young woman standing before him.

“Oh, No! He doesn’t get out of this that easily.” Amelia stomped her red stiletto foot against the gold and black Persian rug with her arms crossed over her chest with the scowling mother look.

“Grammy, let him be. He’s missed so much already. I know how you get but let him pass on this one.” Her twinkling whitish-jade eyes misted over as he thumbed away her tears with a soft smile.

“Ugh.. how can I say ‘no’ to that face.” She rushed over, hugging both of them in a bear hug, kissing his cheek leaving red lip prints across his cheek.

Looking over to the man himself wiping away a tear as his smile reached ear to ear.

“So you do return to the living?” Pointing with a lazy finger from my crossed arms, smiling at the happy family reunion as JR and Max engulfed them in their tailored suit arms, studying the tall, brooding man with black locks and icy blues.

“That’s Byron Stormcloud. Eve’s son, and also, Lea’s mate.” Snapping my head around in surprise at the information.

“Only you know about this.”

Oh. Shit! How am I not to say anything about this, the guys would know something was up.

“Relax. I wanted you to see this for a reason.” He waved his hand as the room faded away into a calming landscape of majestic white beaches and crystal-clear waters crashing against the silky sands.

“Now that you have completed your rebirth, which by the way was super sexy and steamy, visions like that will occur regularly. How you decipher the information is up to you, but you’ll know when it happens.” Looking at his megawatt smile with an agape mouth, closing and opening with no words, pressing my fingers to my forehead in disbelief.

“Fucking Pervert!” Slapping his chuckling chest as we walked across the mushy sands, kicking the warm water with our bare feet.

“UNCLE! UNCLE! Geesh, talk about violence.” Smiling evilly as he rubbed his chest with a smooth palm looking up into the crisp moon that hung gracefully over the sparkling water.

“Serves you right watching something private between my mates and me, but seriously, why show this to me now?” Twirling through the warm air, kicking up the water with a giggle.

“Some dark times are coming for the family, and at times it will seem hopeless, powerless, but remember this moment and know that everything will work out for the best.” Nodding to his words as we walked silently through the silky darkness, basking the gentle glow of the moonlight.

“Thank you again.” Stunned silent as he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek before the waves crashed over us in soothing darkness.

You’re Welcome, Seth.