“Oh, I’m all aglow,” Cali said.
“This world has a new chance,” Altair said. “We can mold it to what Earth’s potential could have been and may still be now that the council has taken a greater notice.”
That had Cali thinking. Who steered Earth to be what it was? All of the myths, legends, and religions. Were they man made?
Definitely something to think about.
Chapter Six
The river was cold. Cali loved her new life, but there were certain things she could do without. Breaking the thin layer of ice just forming near the riverbanks was one of them. Altair had been right about one thing, he did provide her with material items she was in need of. As she bent over, her furry hood from her wonderfully warm fur parka dropped over her eyes. She flipped it back up in annoyance. Her hair tumbled loose. As she swept her hair back, a shadow fell across her. When she turned, she sighed as she watched Deimos and Blazar approach.
Both men still wore jeans and T-shirts. There were no moccasins on their feet. Under them, the ice and snow steamed, leaving grass patches as they moved. Sizzling sounds preceded them. It was a good thing their cocoon could feed Cali, and Altair brought her proper clothing, or she would have to hunt alone. They both made too much noise.
They stopped a short distance away. It was always the same after they regenerated. For a day, they burned too hot to get near her. Cali could see under Deimos’ shirt. Half his chest glowed. Like an ultrasound, they had determined the baby was of no sex. It was light with the capacity to choose its form shortly after birth. Cali was anxious to see what her child would choose, but Deimos hinted he knew it would choose to be female.
“You both look so damned sexy standing there. I’m frozen. Wish you could warm me up,” Cali said, her tone was wistful.
Deimos moved a little closer. The heat from the sun couldn’t have been warmer on a hazy early August afternoon. Cali sighed and stripped off her jacket as the ground near her feet melted.
“Deimos,” Blazar warned as Deimos got a gleam in his eyes.
“Take your clothes off, Cali,” Deimos said.
He stepped closer. Cali began to sweat. With Deimos closing in, she became too hot for clothes. She stripped her clothes off. For only a second, she was cold as the wind at her back froze her ass. When Blazar stepped near, Cali fell back as the heat became too intense. She fell back and howled when her cold ass and hot front hit freezing water.
“Damn,” she yelled as she floundered up to her knees in icy water. “Don’t come closer or I’ll drown.”
Deimos continued to move toward her, he stripped as he entered the river. Forcing Cali deeper, deeper, until the water was well past her waist. The water steamed, making a hot tub as he circled her. Cali warmed, then cooled then warmed as the river seeped through where he wasn’t standing. When Blazar, also stripped naked, entered the river, the water had less chance to cool.
Cali groaned when Deimos settled a hot hand over a breast. He wasn’t burning her; the water was too cold to be completely deterred. His fingers pulled on her nipple. Blazar cupped her ass in his huge hands. The water steamed over and across all three, making them invisible to any onlooker. Cali reached with a tentative hand forward and back to stroke at their hot cocks, hard with desire. Lazily she dipped into the water up to her chin.
“Oh God, that feels so good,” she said while moaning, when Deimos slipped his warm wet fingers into her cool pussy. Ice cold water had invaded her insides and his warmth was heavenly.
Blazar pushed her under, tilted her head back, and claimed her mouth. Icy water engulfed each part of her body then the simple touch of a heated hand soothed the chill away. The extremes in temperature aroused Cali, and she was doused with her climax. Each man circled her, their bodies not exactly swimming but sliding using their light.
Deimos gripped her hips before thrusting deeply within her. For only a second, Cali panicked needing air, then realized their special cocoon was all around. Deimos moved quickly within her as Cali heated, then was gone before the heat became too much. For a mere second iciness invaded her crevice, gliding over lower lips. There was no time for disappointment at the sudden loss. Blazar was now taking his turn as he thrust up inside as Deimos moved away, and Cali welcomed Blazar’s hot wet cock. He too thrust only a few short strokes before taking his leave to circle her and warm the invading water.
Cali received sweet kisses for only seconds before their mouths left her panting with overwhelming desire. Her entire being screamed for release wanting them both no matter their heat.
“Please just fuck me,” she whimpered.
Deimos got an evil grin. “We will take turns loving you.”
He was before her, thrusting within her. The icy water turned to heavenly heat before it became too much. Cali was almost there, her climax seconds away, but Deimos was gone. She could have shouted until Blazar entered her and she built again. Each warmed her back and ass, delightfully tempting and taunting. Deimos slipped against her ass cheeks until it was his turn to love her. For brief moments, they touched each part of her flesh, warming her.
It was torture and bliss. Heaven and Hell to be taken in icy hot water. The strangest oxymoron Cali had ever encountered. Yet it was happening to her. Each touch to her was love. Each thrust was fulfilling. As Deimos thrust up between her thighs she wrapped her arms around him not wanting to let go, begging for him to finish. The heat sizzled until bubbles burst from under them.
Blazar was now inside of her, they wouldn’t let her get hurt from desire. As she came, she gasped. Her orgasm continued until Deimos took her against his powerful chest and thrust slowly. The heat of his seed as it exploded within her drove her over the edge. He was grinning as he backed away. Blazar cupped her face as her knees turned to jelly. He thrust twice before her insides heated again. Cali gasped in air as Blazar moved away.
Deimos and Blazar stepped from the river as Cali shook with emotion. She blinked realizing she was still up to her neck in the icy river water. It took only seconds for her to realize how much she had been shielded by them.
“Holy fucking hell, my ass is an iceberg,” Cali yelped as she bounded from the river to don her furs.
Both men laughed. When she was fully clothed, Cali walked with them at a safe pace back to their cave. Home, she walked with them back to home.
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