Cherished by Ghosts, page 3
"Sure," he smiled. "I'll go help take care of some things in the kitchen and then I'll head right back up."
"No need," Milo told him. "Blue and I have got the dishwasher. You just find a book and settle in."
"Thanks, brother." Foster patted his shoulder and grabbed a book from one of the nearby shelves as Noori got in next to Galen and made herself comfortable. "Scoot over," he said when he'd chosen one. "This works better the closer I am." He pulled off his sweater and climbed bare-chested into the bed on Galen's other side. "Okay, so...I guess we start at the beginning."
“And ending at the end,” she said softly, snuggling closer to Galen, her fingers entwined with his larger ones. She yawned and smiled as the deep, melodious hum of Foster’s voice lulled her into relaxation.
Chapter
“Noori, it’s time for the changing of the guard.”
Opening her eyes, she blearily looked at Zeke, who was standing next to the bed she was lying on with Galen and smiled. “Oh? What time is it?”
“Almost three. Foster went to bed soon after you and Galen fell asleep. I figured it couldn’t be too comfortable for you sprawled over him...though he might differ.” He winked his overlarge black eyes. “Figured I would give you a reprieve. Stay with him for the night.”
“You sure?” she said as she slipped from the bed. “You don’t wanna be underwater?”
“I don’t need it every day...and he needs changing energy from his chosen pack. Though...” He checked Galen with his scanner. “You have helped considerably.”
“How?”
“I don’t know but his levels are evening out.”
“Isn’t that because of the full cow he ingested tonight?”
“Some, yes. But...” He showed her the scanner tablet, but she didn’t understand what she was looking at. “Your energy is potent to him.”
“He mentioned that the Elder said they didn’t know why he had hung on during the transport, but he thinks it was me.”
“Possible,” he said. “You are already mated to two of us...your unique signature might be affecting him. I don’t know much about Shiftera past the normal human biological functions. Anything beyond that...I don’t know. But it’s possible. We need to explore it. That’s for tomorrow. Go to bed. Sleep, sweet girl. You have earned it.”
“Thanks, Zeke.” She leaned in and kissed his cheek, the feel of his Kappa skin a little different, the soft scales that covered him in patches almost velvety. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”
“Of course.”
She left the room realizing she needed her Milo right then. The need was bone deep, as if away from Galen all her body wanted was the electrical beauty that was her Elementara. She slipped into Milo’s room, quickly taking her clothes off as she crawled into bed with him.
"Hey, sweetness," he mumbled sleepily, rolling her into his arms. "You okay?"
She nodded. “Missed you,” she said and nuzzled his throat.
"I'm here now." He squeezed her briefly. "You want to play or snuggle?"
“Both?” She nipped his throat and smiled into him. “Zeke said Galen is doing better already,” she offered as her hand slid down his naked abs and palmed him.
"Kinda rude to talk about other guys while your hand is on my cock," he teased, pushing into her hand with a lazy but steady rhythm. "Damn, that feels good. I missed you, too."
“Just telling you why it took so long for me to crawl into bed with you...” She nipped him again and squeezed him just like he liked. It was crazy how in tune with him she already was. But Milo was easy, so easy to be with and want to be with. Nothing complicated. He wanted her, he needed her, and the feeling was mutual.
"Are you wet for me, sweet girl, or does my mouth need to go exploring?"
She chuckled. “Milo, they are not mutually exclusive.” She bit her lip and squeezed him again. “Like I’ll ever say no to this sexy mouth on me, even if I’m soaked like the ocean.”
"I mean we could just skip ahead to filling you full of my dick if that's the case," he offered. "We offer a fully customizable experience here at Milo Fucks and Frazzles."
She giggled and leaned in, kissing him fully, and wrapped her leg up on his hip. “I want anything that’s going to bring us both to the end, baby,” she offered. “We are finally able to enjoy fully...”
"Then get up on here and take us both to heaven," he joked, bodily lifting her on top of him and driving himself home in one smooth move. "Fuck...oh, Evan...you're so tight and wet."
She gasped and it ended on a sob as she closed her eyes and threw her head back. Gods yes, this was exactly what she needed, her Elemental lover nestled deep inside her. “Milo...gods, that’s fucking perfect,” she bit out as she rolled her hips, the feel of his cock sending thrumming pulses through her core.
Hands on her hips, she looked down and marveled at the sexy lines that Milo’s claim on her had wrought, and hoped for more.
His hands slid up her sides and then curled around to cup her breasts as she moved, his thumbs sending small zaps through sensitive nipples, and he smiled as she arched her back at the sensation. "You're a goddess," he moaned reverently. "So fucking beautiful."
“Feels so good, Milo...” She moaned softly, loving the slight little electric play he was giving her.
“So deep and so fucking full of you...” Her body pulsed, her sheath squeezing him on the down stroke. “Fuck yes... Yes...”
Sensing she was close from the way she started tightening around him, he dropped a hand to stroke her clit, little buzzing sparks flying between their skin as her rhythm faltered from the overloading of sensation.
“Oooh...” she moaned and shook, her body breaking out in goose bumps as the orgasm, deep and rolling, washed through her. She whimpered as her hips stuttered and she leaned forward, panting, moaning. “So...so fucking good...”
"Give me another one," he told her, increasing the pressure on her clit even as his hips surged up into her.
“Anything... Faster, love...oh fuck...” She sobbed. “Please...please, Milo... More...”
He increased the surges of electricity that vibrated deep in her core and again he felt her tighten and then release, the walls of her cunt sucking greedily at him as she shuddered all over, moaning his name. "That's my girl," he grinned fiercely and rolled her so that she was underneath him. "Brace yourself, sweetheart. This is going to get hard and fast." And then he let himself go, driving into her with unrestrained hunger and need.
Arching under him she moaned, begged, tilted her hips to get as much of him as possible and shattered as the orgasm blew through her, and she screamed his name till she was hoarse.
"I'm close," he gasped as he picked up the pace. "Where do you want me to come?"
“Don’t you dare pull out,” she moaned and wrapped her thighs tighter around his hips. “Feels so good when you come...”
That was obviously what he needed to hear because just seconds later he came, hard, a surge of blinding heat sizzling between them.
She shuddered as another orgasm ripped through her and groaned as she stopped shaking. Long moments stretched between them, him panting, her purring. “Fuck, I love that.” She nuzzled him and ran her fingers down his spine. “Milo, you are fucking amazing. I think you fucked me into a coma.”
"Good. You need to rest." He kissed her forehead and pulled her into him. "Bagsy not sleeping in the wet patch," he joked sleepily.
“Lemme pee...” She giggled and kissed his chest. “Then I’m going to pass out until one of you plies me with pancakes in the morning.”
Sliding from the bed, she made her way into the bathroom. His bathroom was beautiful, though not as perfect as hers. She looked down at her lines, the proof that she belonged with Milo and stroked them. Fuck, they were sexy. Washing her hands, she padded out of the bathroom and crawled into bed, curling around him. “I love your bed,” she said softly. “And I love being in your arms. My Lichtenburg lines are so sexy...”
"I love you," he mumbled, wrapping warm arms around her. "Sleep well, Princess."
She hummed, snuggling closer, inhaling his lovely scent as she drifted down into sleep.
Chapter
“You know...I half expected you to end up in your own bedroom last night,” she heard at her ear as she felt Blue wrap around her from behind once again.
They were standing in the hallway, her once again just outside of her room after a shower. She inhaled the scent of him—clean, slightly minty and warm. It wasn’t pheromones, it was just the scent of the man, this odd and extremely sexual man that enjoyed playing games with her.
“Why would I?” she said, leaning into him. There was no worry, no fear. Blue Strange was into her and it seemed he was courting her in his own way. “Milo was right there...and he is mine...”
“Yes, he is...and I expect both Zeke and Galen will join the ranks of being yours soon enough.”
“You count yourself as mine?” she asked and rolled her hips, ass pressing into the steel bar of his erection.
“You were mine first, baby doll,” he said as his hands slid up and under her t-shirt, growling when he found her braless, his fingers pinching her nipples into tight, begging peaks. “Fuck, you need to make this a habit.”
“What? sleeping with Milo?”
A hand went down into her pants and he hummed. “The no bra bit. Though I would like a skirt and no panties going forward...that way I could catch you just like this but instead of just fingering you into a meltdown, I could push you against that wall and eat this glorious pussy till you wrenched my head so hard I couldn’t move it to the left ever again.”
She leaned back, her mouth close to his jaw, his long hair a curtain, the scent of it lulling. “So sure I would let you?”
“Love, there is no choice in the matter. Once I claim you, it’s open season.” He pinched both her nipple and clit at the same time, causing her to cry out, as an orgasm, blinding in its intensity, shot through her.
“Ah... Yes...that’s my girl,” he said. Leaning down, he nipped her just where her neck and shoulder met. His fingers delved farther, sliding into her, and he groaned at the wetness he found, then rubbed her clit a few more moments as his other hand pinched and skimmed her nipple, causing her to shudder.
“You know when you’re aroused all I smell is apricots and raspberries...but you taste so much better.” He pulled his hand from her pants and her knees gave out. He held her, gave a chuckle and she put her hand on the wall before he walked around her body and sucked his fingers into his mouth. “So much better than the fruit...” He winked. “Don’t forget about the dress, baby.” He winked and then walked off toward the other side of the house once more.
“Sweet night,” she said and shook her head, trying to compose herself. If this was going to be an every morning thing, she was going to have to be ready for it...but was anyone really ever ready for Blue?
Deciding she would deal with his attentions later, not that they bothered her in the slightest, she made her way to the kitchen and the breakfast she smelled cooking therein.
“Morning,” she said to Milo, who was at the stove cooking what looked like a mountain of steak and eggs. “He doing any better?”
"He certainly looks a lot better this morning after a night with you and the green giant over there, but I haven't seen Zeke yet to ask." He slid a plate of waffles her way. "I know you said pancakes but I was feeling fancy this morning. Hope waffles are cool?"
She leaned in and kissed him. “I love waffles. You are the best, baby,” she said with a grin and then walked over to Foster and kissed him sweetly. “Morning, Daddy...” she whispered and then giggled.
"Morning, sweetheart." He slid a tray of sauces and condiments across the table to her. "How are you feeling today? I heard you were with Galen half the night. Don't underestimate how draining it can be, okay? Take care of yourself first."
“I feel...well, I feel great. I mean, Zeke woke me up and then I crawled into bed with Milo, horny as all get out.” She blushed, super surprised she was actually saying it to another of her lovers, “But then this morning I woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. I am starving, though,” she offered and started to doctor the waffle.
"You can come to any bed you want," Foster said bluntly. "There's no need to be embarrassed about it. This is just how life is going to be from now on."
“Not embarrassed,” she said as she cut a piece of the waffle. “It’s more like, surprised? I know there’s no jealousy with you guys, it’s what makes this just...easier I guess. Growing up with just Mom and Dad, it was like they held on to the past, you know? Friends of mine had three dads, hell, I had one girl in school that had seven dads. It’s just a little, well, it’s good we are all adults and you guys grew up with this stuff.”
Zeke walked in with a smile. “Good morning. Galen is awake and grumbling about food so that’s a good sign,” he said and looked around. “Where is Blue?”
"No idea." Milo stacked another plate high and slid it onto a tray. "Okay, that's as much as I can fit on this one. I'll take it up and fill in for next shift. Foster, you got this if anyone needs seconds?"
"Sure," Foster grinned. "Call down if you need anything."
"Will do." Milo hefted the heaped tray and disappeared toward the bedrooms.
“That’s a fuck ton of steak and eggs,” she said and happily chewed on a section of waffle.
“It’s needed. So I told Noori already but the two of you really helped him last night...though, I’m thinking it might be Noori all soft and cuddly to him more than you,” Zeke said with a laugh to Foster. “Noori, you think you could go and spend some time again today?”
“I was planning on it. After making him some more tea.”
"Just remember what I said," Foster told her, his tone serious. "Don't underestimate how draining it can be and look after yourself above all."
She nodded, polishing off her waffle, and sighed. “Of course. We don’t need two invalids in the house,” she said and then got up, walked around the table and slipped into Foster’s lap. “Feel like a nap with me outside today?”
"Sure, but it'll have to be this afternoon. We're expecting a small shower this morning and I don't want to block any of the plants from quenching their thirst."
“Afternoon siesta sounds perfect.” She kissed him sweetly again and then slid from his lap. “Zeke, do you need me to do anything for you today?”
Zeke’s eyebrow arched and then he laughed. “Just keep him comfortable, and give him some of that sweet, sweet energy you are sporting.”
“Who is Noori giving it to now?” Blue asked as he walked in. “Communiqué for the team is all done, as well as paperwork. We are officially on vacay till old grumpy butt in there gets back on his feet.”
"You will mind your tongue when you speak of my beloved," Foster growled, the earth rumbling beneath them with the force of his fury. "She is not some notch on a bed post to be passed around or joked about."
Blue arched a brow. “Oh, believe me, Foster. I understand that better than most,” he said, his own tone deadly.
“Guys...seriously?” she offered and rolled her eyes. “Come on now. Zeke was suggesting I snuggle with Galen more,” she said to Blue as she started fidgeting with her braids. “I really need to find someone to work on these or just take them out,” she said.
“How much of that hair is yours, if you don’t mind me asking?” Blue asked.
“Well, all of it...I mean I paid for it.” She grinned. “But natural? It’s about mid-back when straightened, why?”
“Is there any reason why you are keeping them in for now? I mean, is it just vanity?”
“They are a pain in the ass to take out alone.”
Zeke nodded. “I can help. When I was younger I used to help my mother with my Dad’s braids,” he offered. “It’s time consuming but if you want to...”
She smiled. “Thank you, Zeke. Let’s look at it later, yeah? I’m going to need to find a hairdresser that can handle this mess.”
“It’s Brazil. I’m sure we can find someone close enough,” Blue said, all heaviness and anger gone from his voice.
"I have to make a few calls this morning," Foster told her. "I'll ask around if any of the locals can recommend someone."
“Thank you, love,” she said softly and then stood and stretched. There was a growl, and she looked to see both Blue and Zeke’s eyes on her t-shirt-covered breasts and then smiled. “I’m going to go see if I can help with Galen.”
“Do that in front of him and we can be sure he isn’t dead,” Blue said as she passed him, his hand coming out to swat her ass. “Actually, it might kill him...all his blood rushing to a specific place.”
“Zeke chuckled. “Lemme know if you need help, Evan.”
“Thanks, hun,” she said softly as she walked into the pantry. Fifteen minutes later she was walking into the bedroom to see Milo finishing up with Galen. “I brought tea, and orange juice,” she said as she set the tray down. “You doing any better?”
"Much, thank you. Zeke said you stayed half the night. Are you okay?" He looked her over with concern.
“I’m great,” she offered and sat at the foot of the bed. “No fatigue or anything like that. And Blue said that all the paperwork and meetings are done so you can focus on getting well.”
"That's good news. I hate paperwork." He sighed and scrubbed the back of his head. "I need to take a shower. Could you ask one of the guys to come and help me?"
She nodded. “That is something I can do. Hang tight.” She set a cup of tea next to him. “All of it, mister.”
Three minutes later she was down in the living room. “Galen wants to shower...”
“Surprised you didn’t offer to give him a sponge bath.” Blue grinned.
“We aren’t on that level just yet,” she quipped.
“I might have to figure out how to get bedridden so you can give me a sponge bath,” he said.
Shaking her head, she looked to them. “Anyone going to go help him?”
