Soul Broker (11 page)

Olesha pulled her face free, and then smoothed out the gown. “I suppose I could, but what’s in it for me?”

Poseidon laughed. “You have courage, and maybe that’s one of the reasons I tolerate your existence. I guess living is not enough for you.” Poseidon approached and spun her around, placed his hands on her hips, and pulled her ass tight to his cock. “What else do you want, my pet?”

Olesha ground her ass against his hard shaft, and then pulled away. She turned to face him, a smile plastered across her face. “I’ve already had that, twice.”

She paced the room, her finger tapping her jaw. If Poseidon was offering her something, she was going to make sure it was something she couldn’t get from anyone else. Keeping Drew safe forever was going to cost him, now she had to figure out exactly what that price would be.

She paced a little longer, before stopping in front of him. “I will make sure none of my men go after Drew or his
family
. In return I want a favor that I can use whenever I want, no questions asked from you, no matter what it is.”

Poseidon shook his head. Olesha could see the wheels turning in his head. She knew he didn’t want to be indebted to her, ever, but she had a feeling he would do whatever was necessary to allow Drew a fresh start with a clean slate.

“I will accept this, but I have conditions.”

Olesha moved closer and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her breasts against his sculpted abdomen. “What are the conditions?”

“It can’t involve any harm to anyone I love or hold dear to me.” Poseidon pulled her close, grinding his cock against her.

She gasped and nodded. “I’ll accept those conditions.”

“Good. Now let’s say goodbye. I have somewhere else to be.” Poseidon grabbed her and flung her to the bed. “Get up there on your hands and knees.”

Olesha licked her lips. “With pleasure.”

Poseidon unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard shaft. He moved in closer, pulling her back to him. She tilted her hips up and backed against him. He slid one finger inside, and pulled it out slowly.

“You’re so wet.”

She nodded. “Now fuck me goodbye.”

Poseidon guided his cock into her. “You’re so wet, warm, and tight.” He groaned as he pushed himself in deeper.

Eaton threw a fire ball that exploded next to Mackenzie. The impact sent her flying into thick green bushes. She landed with a loud thump.

Drew tried to rush to her side, but was blocked by Barak and Kastas.

“Move!” They remained steadfast, holding their weapons, ready to strike. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I will.”

Eaton moved behind him, closing in on where Mackenzie landed.

“Eaton, stop! I don’t want to kill you, but if the choice is saving you or her, I will choose her.”

“I can’t. You don’t know what she has planned for me if I fail.”

“I’m sorry, my friend. I know you’re not here by choice, but that changes nothing. “

Eaton took another step, and Drew’s chest clenched. Of the three that were here, he knew without a doubt that Eaton didn’t volunteer for this. Eaton and Drew had been part of more sexual torture sessions than he cared to recall. That didn’t change the fact that Eaton would kill Mackenzie unless he did something.

Drew reached his hands up, collecting the moisture from the air. The droplets collected together and morphed into a whip that rested in his hand. He commanded the water as his father did, and right now this was his last option to save Eaton’s life. He extended his arm and the whip snapped over Eaton’s head with a crack that split his skin from the corner of his ear, down his arm and side. Eaton screamed.

Drew turned and cracked the whip on Barack, knocking him off his feet, then turned it on Kastas. The whip circled in the air over Kastas’s head. He raised his sword and the flames sliced through the water, but the whip remained whole. With a swift jerk, the whip wrapped around his ankles. Drew gave a sharp tug, throwing Kastas to the ground.

Drew turned. Eaton had his hands around Mackenzie’s throat. She was not standing on her own. Her skin was pale, her lids partially closed, and she was not trying to defend herself.

“Let her go, Eaton.”

“I can’t…”

Several things happened at once. First Drew’s collar hit the ground, then Eaton, Barak, and Kastas faded until they were gone. Drew brought his hand up to his neck. The collar was gone. He touched his raw, blistered neck for the first time in centuries. A weight lifted from his shoulders, and a thousand thoughts raced through his mind. Freedom was something he dreamt about, but never considered it a possibility. He was free.

Drew turned to see Poseidon. He didn’t know how long he had been there, but he held Mackenzie in his arms.

“Where did they go?”

“They’ve returned to Olesha.” Poseidon turned his head left then right.. “Where’s Sophie?”

“She’s somewhere safe.” Drew reached up and rubbed his neck. “My collar is gone.”

“Yes, son. You are a free man.” He laid Mackenzie on the ground. He ran his hand above her chest. “She’ll be okay.”

Drew nodded and knelt next to her. He brushed her hair away from her face. “You and Sophie will be safe now.”

Poseidon looked at Drew. “It sounds like you’re saying goodbye to her.”

Drew ran a hand through his hair. “She deserves so much better, and Sophie deserves-.”

“You. She deserves to have a father who loves her. A father that will be there for her, no matter what. A father who would trade his life for hers. She deserves you, son.”

Drew picked Mackenzie up. “I don’t know how to be a father, and I certainly don’t know how to have a relationship.” He placed a kiss on her forehead.

“No one knows. We just do the best we can for those we love.” Poseidon placed a hand on Drew’s shoulder. “I have to get back. If you need anything, just call. And Drew, I expect to see my granddaughter, soon.”

Drew nodded. “Dad.” Poseidon stopped, but didn’t turn around. “Thank you for everything.”

Poseidon didn’t turn back around. He kept walking in the direction of the beach.

Mackenzie woke up surrounded by a group of women. She didn’t recognize any of them, although the one holding her hand resembled her mother. She tried to sit up, but every muscle in her body screamed in agony.

“Sit back, dear. You’ve had a long couple of days. Drew filled us in before he left.”

“Where am I?” She wanted to ask about Sophie, but she didn’t know if these women could be trusted. What if she was in
Hell? What if Drew was killed and his bitch Master was trying to find out where her daughter was? She wasn’t going to say anything else to these women until she had some answers, and she could move.

“You’re safe. This is house belongs to our coven. Sophie has been with us since Drew dropped her off last week. She’s been asking for you.” The woman smiled, she had Mackenzie’s mother’s brown eyes. The woman tucked a few stray strands of brown hair behind her ear. The hair was streaked with grey, which appeared to shimmer when she moved. Mackenzie tried to sit up again. If she was seeing shimmering hair then there was something definitely wrong with her.

“Who are you?” Mackenzie asked, lying back again. The pain in her ribs threatened to steal her breath.

“My name is Renea. I’m your aunt. I’ve had the pleasure to get to know your beautiful daughter while she’s stayed with us.”

Mackenzie still didn’t know if this was some kind of trick. She wasn’t giving any information about Sophie away. As far as she knew she didn’t have any family. Now this woman, who did resemble her mother, was talking all kinds of nonsense. Was this a trick or could it be true, her and Sophie weren’t alone in the world? The idea of having a family made her heart race. The thought was too good to be true. Besides, how would Drew know about a family she didn’t even know about?

“I’m sure you have a lot of questions. Would you like to rest some more, or would you like to see Sophie before you go back to sleep?”

Mackenzie nodded. She was hoping Sophie was here, but if she wasn’t she would claim ignorance about this Sophie person later.

“Mamma!” Sophie ran into the room and landed on Mackenzie’s chest. The wind rushed out and pain brought dark spots in front of her eyes, but Mackenzie didn’t say a word.

She glanced up at Sophie and forced a smile. “Hi, baby.” Sophie’s head rested on her chest. Mackenzie found the strength to run her fingers down Sophie’s back.

“You was sleeping for a long time. I wanted to wake you, but Aunt Renea said to let you sleep. I’m glad you awake now, momma.”

“Me too, baby.”

Renea placed a hand on Sophie’s shoulder. “I heard Gretchen say something about cookies. Would you like to go see?”

Sophie glanced at Renea and then at her mother. “Go ahead, baby. Momma’s going to take a little nap and then you can tell me all about your adventure.”

Sophie picked up her rabbit from the floor and placed it next to Mackenzie. “My bunny will watch you until I come back. ‘Kay?”

Mackenzie nodded. Sophie ran out of the room, calling for Gretchen and cookies.

“I’m glad she’s okay. Thank you for taking care of her for me.”

Renea stroked her hair. “Get some sleep. We’ll talk when you get up.”

Mackenzie slept for three more days. She only knew that because she heard Renea talking to another woman, who she presumed was Gretchen, when she woke up. Mackenzie sat up. She was surprised she was able to move without too much pain. She stood to find where the voices were coming from.

The women were sitting in front of a window, watching as Drew pushed Sophie on a tree swing.

“You’re up,” Renea stated.

“Yeah.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Pretty good. Can you tell me where the bathroom is?”

Renea stood. “I’ll show you. I’ve got some clean clothes for you to change into, if you want to take a shower.”

“Thank you.” She stopped and glanced out the window again. “How long has he been here?”

“He came this morning. He was concerned that he didn’t hear from you, so he stopped by. When he saw you were still sleeping, he asked if he could spend some time with Sophie. I didn’t think you would mind, so I said yes.”

Mackenzie turned back toward the woman. “Why didn’t you think I would mind? You don’t even know me.”

Renea smiled, and didn’t appear to be the least bit offended by Mackenzie’s sudden change of tone. “Do you mind?”

Mackenzie glanced back out the window. Sophie giggled so loud her cheeks were pink. “No, I don’t mind.”

“Are you ready for that shower?”

Mackenzie followed Renea down the hall and into the bathroom. “If you need anything else just ask.”

“Thank you.”