Running in Fear: Ghost Warrior (13 page)

Lissa took out two snake shifters upon entering the house. It took everything not to throw up at how gross their faces were. She hated snakes.

Suzanne threw her arm up and stopped them all in their tracks. Lissa moved slowly up to her. “What’s up?”

She shook her head. “That son of a bitch took all our fun.” She rose to her full height, and placed her bow behind her back. Suzanne pushed through the dining room door, and Lissa groaned.

Dominic, Bo, Nikola, Castor, Granger, Tug, Blair, Adonis all were there, not a sole survivor was left standing in the room, except for their very, very furious mates.

Lissa turned and stormed out of the room, her knives still in her hand. They might have killed all of the men in that room, but anyone could be anywhere, and she had to get to her room.

She stopped and smiled, flashing to her room. “Damn!” Sure enough, Hombre del Diablo stood in the middle of her bed, jacking off.

He swirled around and grinned. “I knew you would come back to me, Lissa. Couldn’t get enough of this?” He stroked his now deformed, yellow-greenish dick.

“Now that is just down right disgusting. I’m surprised that ugly thing doesn’t just fall off, it’s so nasty. What the hell have you been fucking, Franco?” Lissa almost gaged at the stench in the room and his rotten body, now half the man he once was.

“Damn, Franco, you really screwed up getting bit. I mean you are half of what you were. Now a child could take you out.” Lissa moved slowly away from the bed, she gripped her knives tight. They only way to kill him was through the head.

He growled and jumped from the bed towards her, but she didn’t get a chance to do crap.

Adonis appeared out of nowhere; he grabbed her around her waist, and swung her out of the way.

Nikola appeared behind what used to be Franco, and swung his large metal sword once, decapitating him. The body disappeared at once from the room, and Lissa stood there without saying a word. The man who had taken her, the one who had held her hostage was now gone, he would not be after her anymore.

She turned around, and grabbed for the closet door, throwing it open, Lissa stared down at the small box of her personal things. “I am close to a hundred in human years, but all I have that is important to me is this small box.” Lissa bent down, and grabbed the box, turning to see Nikola, Adonis, Castor, all staring at the box.

“Was that box so important that you would risk your life, and our children?” Nikola asked as she walked passed them.

“No, Nikola the box isn’t as important as my life, or my children. I was never in danger, and neither were the other ladies. I’m not stupid, and neither are they. I resent that you would imply otherwise.” Lissa disappeared from the room to reappear in their suite of rooms, back in her body again, and crawled onto their large bed.

Pierre came in from the bathroom, his hair damp from a shower, and stopped in his tracks. “You’re back. I thought you wanted a girl’s night out?” He snapped and wrapped the towel around his waist; he had been drying his hair with.

“Yes, we were going to make it a girl’s night out, but you know how that turned out, so why try. I got what I wanted, and came home. Would you like to see?” Lissa patted the bed next to her, as she unzipped her boots, pulled them off, and threw them to the floor.

He slid on a pair of black jeans. “You know Jaycee did the same thing you did, risking her children, she even lost her child. Maybe you should talk to her, about what her choices brought her.” Pierre stormed out of the room, leaving her stunned, and then pissed.

“Why you…” Lissa grabbed the light on the bed stand, and threw it at the door. “How dare you compare me to another woman?” She yelled at the empty room.

“Fine, all of you can sleep somewhere else too,” she muttered, and took a deep breath. Lissa needed her nice big tee-shirt, and a diet Pepsi. She laughed when the tee-shirt covered her body, and a diet Pepsi sat on the stand next to the bed. Yep, this fae thing was going to be a new adventure.

Lissa propped the pillows behind her back, and leaned against the headboard, when Leda peeked her head in. “You okay?”

“Wait!” Lissa concentrated and once more the lamp was in one piece, on the table next to her. She waved her hand, and Leda came in, hopping on the bed with her.

“Shit, I’ve never seen a bed this big. A girl could get lost. So what got you so riled up?” Leda glanced at the box and then her. “Is that what I think it is?” Leda’s smile grew, and she nodded.

“Yep, I wanted to share them with Pierre, or the guys, but I guess I’m being punished for taking off, and risking my children, even though there was no risk.” She sighed. “You know out of everything I’ve kept over the last seventy years, it comes down to this little box. Earlier when Castor’s family was used against us, it reminded me how precious family was. I wanted to share this with them. Thought it would help Castor get his mind off all that he has lost.” She took a drink of her Pepsi.

Leda studied her for a minute. “Tell me why you think you didn’t risk your babies? You did go in a hostile environment, and anything could have happened to you, or them.” Leda took her hands, and squeezed them.

“You have to start thinking of them now Lissa, no one else. My children are my world.” Leda winked at her.

Lissa laughed, and hugged her. “I love you Leda, I just wish…Well as far as the babies…” she rubbed her stomach, and glanced down at it. “I was there, but I wasn’t. All of us were there, but our physical bodies were here. We wouldn’t risk our children, but we wanted to leave this place, to see what was going on, but actually do something, instead of sitting here. We also wanted the other side to know that we were fine, that nothing they threw at us would stop us. That we were just as determined as our men.”

Leda shook her head, and jumped off the bed. “What do you mean you weren’t physically there? It doesn’t make sense?”

Lissa smiled, and opened the box. “Earlier, all of us were talking, and trying to come up with ways to help with this war, but protect what is most precious to us, our family. Well, Temmra told us about a spell that would separate us, something like how my men put their souls inside me, to protect them, while they go out to hunt. But with this spell, we are creating an image of ourselves. Oh, we can kill, and do things, but only for so long, and for shorter distances. So we decided to test it out. We were going to inform the men, but they never gave us the chance, and instead ordered this, and that. Jaycee and Marsha kept our bodies here, and safe.”

“Amazing, and I owe you an apology. I came in here to let you have it, and you once again have proven to me that you are an amazing woman.” She nodded to all the pictures Lissa was pulling out. Leda leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“Don’t stay up too late. Your body does need sleep, and you have to help me get the cabin ready for the interviews.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll get you all set up tomorrow. Go, call your family. I know you’re dying to find out how the twins are doing.” Lissa watched Leda leave and shut the door behind her. She glanced at the clock on the mantle above the fireplace, which now burned bright, the room filled with the smell of pine, because she had thrown in pine needles earlier. It was nine o’clock. She’d sort through her pictures for an a hour, but first…” Lissa closed her eyes. When she opened them, she laughed, as Lissa glanced at the boxes of pictures from Castor’s family. Yep, she would make sure that these would not be destroyed. Their children would know their family history.

Nikola pushed open the door, and stopped staring at the photographs all over the floor and the bed. Their mate was sound asleep with pictures spread all around her. Eight new photo albums were on the floor by her, where she had labeled each one.

Castor, Adonis, and Pierre came into the room, and stood next to him. “Crap, I think she has every photo we had at the house. How did she do all this?” Castor walked through the pictures to the bed and picked up a small old picture of a little pudgy girl with pig tails, and kittens all around her.

Pierre carefully took the album she had laying on her chest and flipped through it. “You know we owe her an apology for not listening. Especially me. I can’t believe I compared her to Jaycee. Jaycee was furious with me, when I asked her to talk to Lissa, and when she found out what I had said. Well, let’s say I’m lucky I’m still standing here.”

He shook his head, and sighed. All the pictures were now in a filing cabinet in the closet. “We all have a lot to learn when it comes to this one.” He glanced down at the album with his name on it.

Lissa stretched, her old tee-shirt ridding up her thigh, baring her pussy to their view. Her large breasts could be seen through the faded material, and he couldn’t wait to see their babies suckling from her.

A small smile formed on her lips, and her eyes opened, staring at him. “Your thoughts make me sound like an animal. Suckle, please.” Lissa teased him, and glance around the room. “I take it the pictures are safe somewhere?”

He reached down, and lifted her up in his arms, sitting down on the bed, with her on his lap. She curled up in his arms, resting her head on his chest. “We all owe you an apology for not listening to you, and jumping to conclusions. Jaycee and Marsha told us what Temmra was able to do.”

Lissa looked up at him, then at Pierre. “I would never risk our children. Being an only child, I always dreamt of having many brothers and sisters. Now, when it’s so close, having that large family, I won’t risk that.” She pulled up an old crocheted blanket and covered her legs.

“This was my mother’s, her mother made it for her. When I hold it up to my nose, I can still smell my mom. She would tuck this blanket around me when I was small, and tell me stories of her sisters. Mom had wanted other children, but it wasn’t meant to be. Cancer attacked her ovaries, and they had to remove everything. I guess that’s why she and I were always so close.”

She leaned over the bed and pulled out the small box, and took an old watch out of it. “I wanted to give this to you, Castor. I know you’ve lost a lot lately, and I wanted you to have something that was very important to me.” Lissa crawled to Castor, and handed him the pocket watch.

“It was my great, great grandfather’s, on my dad’s side. I was told he made it himself, that his watches were rare, and highly prized back in the day.”

Castor turned over the watch, and smiled. “Your grandfather was Robert Roskell. I met him when I was in England.” Castor approached to a dresser, and opened, it pulling out a similar watch. “He made me and my father each a watch. I gave Granger one, and I have the other.”

He held the watch out, showing her, and she laughed. “Let Nikola have this one Lissa, that way he has a part of our world that we knew.” Castor leaned down and kissed her lips. “Thank you for thinking of me, but I haven’t lost everything. There are many things I have stored in vaults, and when the time is right, we will go through them all.”

“As all of us have some things to bring into this, tomorrow my family will be here. My mom will be able to share many things with you. Pierre and Adonis’ family will be arriving tomorrow afternoon as well. So you will have your family history that you love. Maybe when everyone is settled tomorrow night we can make a little visit to your old home. There has to be something there.” Nikola asked opening his arms and pulled her back onto his body, setting the watch next to the stand.

Lissa shook her head. “We would have to visit my great nieces, and even then I don’t know if they have anything from my parents, though the old homestead is still in the family. We could visit where the shop was. I would love to see where my father grew up.”

Nikola pulled her tee-shirt up, and off of her. “I think that can be arranged, if all goes well tomorrow, but enough of that. We have some serious making up to do.” He bent down sucking her breast into his mouth.

Castor stripped out of his clothes lying down next to them. Nikola nipped her nipple and handed her over to Castor, running his hand down her slightly plump thighs and squeezed them. “I love your body. It’s so perfect, and round. Not skinny like so many human women today.”

He grabbed onto her ass cheeks, and helped lift her as Castor slid is cock into her pussy. “Your pussy sucked his cock right in. You’re made for us, Lissa.” He leaned down, and nipped each of her round, butt cheeks, then slapped each one.

“Oh man, do that again. She just squeezed my cock tight when you spanked her.” Castor moaned. Pierre stood at the side of the bed rubbing his cock back and forth. Adonis was at the foot of the bed, watching.

“What are you waiting for, Adonis?” Nikola glanced back once and smiled at him. “Castor needs something to fill his mouth. Pierre get up here and fill your mates ass, but make sure she receives the spanking she wants.”

Nikola sat back on his heels, his clothes disappeared, and he grabbed his cock, stroking it back and forth.

Pierre’s smacks filled the air with Lissa’s tiny little moans, and Castor’s grunts as he tried to swallow Adonis’s cock. He nodded to Adonis who pulled out of Castor’s mouth and Pierre flipped over onto to the bed with a shocked Lissa staring up at him. Pierre’s cock was still in her ass, but her pussy was now empty as Castor glanced up at Nikola.

“Adonis, keep Lissa busy, please.” Nikola grabbed onto Castor’s cock, and licked it before he sucked it into his mouth. Lissa’s juices covered his cock giving him an extra treat, as he worked Castor’s stiff member, in and out of his mouth.

He cupped his balls in his hands, lightly squeezing them. Castor gripped the blanket tight with his fingers, his eyes closed, and sweat beaded his body as he fucked Nikola’s mouth on his command. Tonight both Castor and Lissa would be pampered, both of them, losing so much in this war that was finally coming to a head.

Nikola slid his hand over and pushed two of his fingers into Lissa’s pussy at the same time Adonis slid his cock in, wetting them in her juices and giving her a little more. She was so tight and ready to burst, but not yet.

He withdrew his fingers and slid them down to Castor’s ass. Castor lifted his head, his eyes a blood red, as he pushed the same fingers into his ass, fucking him. “Come Castor. Lissa. Let’s hear your cries.” Nikola twisted his fingers in Castor’s ass, and stroked his prostrate sending his mate through the roof.

Adonis reached down and grabbed onto Lissa’s clit, and pinched it. Both of their bodies tightened up, their first orgasm of the night running through their bodies. Nikola swallowed every drop of Castor’s seed, and nipped the head of his cock, as he sat up, and flipped him over onto his hands and knees.

Adonis and he switched places, his cock wet from Lissa. Nikola stared down at Lissa, and she smiled up at him. He reached down and cupped Pierre’s balls. “You didn’t come?”

Pierre shook his head. “No, was waiting for you.”

Nikola leaned down over Lissa, and kissed Pierre. “You are an amazing man, Pierre, never forget that.” He slid down, his face in between her legs. Nikola could smell Lissa’s unique scent, and his cock hardened almost to the point of pain, but he held off. He needed to taste her, and tonight he was going to feast on her.

He glanced up at Pierre, and smiled as he separated her pussy lips for him. Lissa squirmed on top of Pierre, watching him, and waiting to see what he would do. “I have waited all day for this time, and I plan to enjoy.” He licked up the right side of her, and she moaned.

Adonis leaned down, and bit Castor’s shoulder, while he cupped his cock bringing it back to life once more. “Don’t let him come. The next time he comes it will be inside Lissa.” He mumbled around her clit, where he proceeded to take it into his mouth and suck.

Lissa grabbed onto Pierre’s arms as Nikola sucked her clit, into his mouth, and proceeded to fuck her with his fingers. Behind her Pierre whispered words of love to her apologizing over, and over again, till she could take no more.

“Please Nikola, Pierre I need both of you in me now!” She cried, tears streamed down her face, every muscle in her body strung like that of a rubber band, ready to burst in half at any moment.

Nikola rose over her, and wiped the tears away from her face, while he thrust into her at the same time as Pierre pulled out. “Faster, harder, please!”

No sooner were the words out, when the bed started to shake at the force of their movements. Nikola lifted her legs, and rested them on his shoulders, while he watched his cock and Pierre’s slid in, and out of her body.

“Beautiful,” he grunted, reaching up, and rolled her nipples in between his fingertips, which Pierre did the same to her clit, at the exact same minute.

Lissa’s legs burned, her body shook, and she screamed, when Nikola hit that perfect spot inside her. But that wasn’t enough; Adonis sucked her left breast into his mouth, while Castor took the right. All four of her men, drew two more orgasms out of her, before Nikola and Pierre, finally spilled their seed inside her.

She couldn’t move, but then again Lissa knew she didn’t have to. Her men would take care of her. Nikola lowered her legs, rubbing each one as he did, sliding out of her pussy. “Castor, take her to the tub.”

Castor lifted her nude body up gently and kissed her softly. “Don’t worry little one, I have you, and I promise I’ll never let you go.”

Candles lit the master bathroom, the tub was filled with hot bubble water, with rose petals floating all around the water. Two glasses of cold grape juice waited them. Castor stepped into the tub, and sat turning her so she could sip her drink.

“Drink it all baby, and I’ll take care of you.” He slid his gaze over her breasts, his hand following in their path. “Your breasts are so full, they overflow my hands.” He set his empty cup down, and pulled her closer, sucking her nipple into her mouth.

“Castor.” She whimpered setting her glass down, she grabbed onto his head as he played with her breasts.

“Soon, I’ll make special nipple clamps for you.” He pinched each nipple hard, and watched her face, holding the nipple, and not letting them go.

“Pain can lead to pleasure, and soon we all will show you how.” He released her nipples and turned her around once more. Her back now rested against his chest, as he separated her legs one each side of his legs, opening her for him.

His cock now buried deep inside of her, but he didn’t move. Castor traced the outside of her pussy lips, and where his cock now entered her. “I want to thank you, and personally apologize for not listening. All of us have been under such stress, we have a habit of biting each other’s head off first without thinking, but it won’t happen again Lissa.” He kissed the side of her neck.

Castor squeezed her tight. “There have been two woman before you that I believed would be with me for life, and I was wrong about both of them.” He held out his hand in front of her on the tip of his index finger was a ring.

The ruby, sapphire, and diamond ring sparkled in the candle lit room, sending off small lights through the bathroom. “Part of this was my mother’s, the sapphire.”

Nikola came into the room, with Adonis and Pierre. They all sat on the floor next to the tub. They didn’t touch her, only Castor touched her.

“The ruby was from my grandmother’s ring,” Nikola said, and nodded to the ring which Castor now slipped onto her wedding finger.

“The diamonds are from our grandmother’s ring.” Adonis smiled, and nudged Pierre.

Pierre rolled his eyes, and winked at her. “We combined all our families to give you this one ring, to symbolize our unity.”

Castor sank his fangs into her neck, the same time the ring slid all the way down her finger. He grabbed onto her hips and pushed her forward.

Nikola grabbed both of her hands, and held them. “Castor is a very, very, old vampire Lissa. He needs to seal your bond with him the proper way, the old way. When a man took a woman.”

Adonis moved to one side of her and held her thigh down, while Pierre did the same. She was now held by all of her men, she could move not.

Castor sucked and sucked on her neck, all the while he drove his cock into her at a brutal pace. The room started to spin, she was getting cold, and she was sore, but Castor continued.

“I’m sorry Lissa, it must be this way.” Nikola leaned forward, and kissed her lips. “We’ll explain in the morning.” His voice sounded as if he was far away, but yet he was right there in front of her.

“Nikola?” She questioned, but all went black just as the last orgasm spiked through her body.