Page 56 of These Unhallowed Halls
I was so utterly theirs, Lizzie, Caleb, and our ancient mate, Cerberus, destined to find us after lifetimes of waiting.
Pressure built inside me, my clit throbbing, and my sighs and whines were unending as I pinched Lizzie’s nipple with all I had.She screamed, this sharp, staccato moan, and gripped my throat, cutting off some of my air.Cerberus’ monstrous thrusts rocked us against each other, his cock ramming into me and sinking as deep as possible with each pound.
“Ugh, fuuuuck.I’m…oh, gods, I’m—Ugh!”
Lizzie came hard, her pleasure singing down the connection between us, and I felt her gush, her cum splashing on me as she shook.It was more than enough to tip me over the edge, and as Cerberus’ tip collided with that magic spot, I detonated, climaxing so hard that I saw stars.
My depraved, lovely mates…The way you squeeze my cocks…grrrr!
In one commanding jolt forward, Cerberus sank his knot inside me, surely Lizzie as well.My eyes shot open, and I stared into Lizzie’s eyes as we both stretched around that thick base of his, locking inside us as he emptied ropes and ropes of cum.The nearly blazing warmth flooded my pussy until it was overflowing, raining down my thighs just as promised.
Cerberus howled into the night sky, the fall moon bright overhead, and the entire cemetery shook from the power of it, reaching into the World of Below.Whatever this meant for the four of us, I knew one thing for sure.
This was exactly how it was meant to be.
Twenty-One- From His Follower’s Tongue The Prophecy Will Spill Free
Caleb
Thegroundwascoolbeneath me, a gentle dew clinging to my skin, and then I was suddenly aware that I had control again.I sat up, wincing as my muscles protested the abrupt movement.The sun was just breaking free of the treeline, the sound of birds chittering back and forth filling the space around us.
Us.Lizzie and Temps.I—
Looking down, I saw them both huddled into each other, sleeping in the flattened patch of fallen leaves and mossy grass.We were beneath a large oak that hung over the cemetery.Wind shuffled through the gravestones, finally extinguishing the ritual candle that had been burning all night.The last remnants of the spell faded; it’s working successful.
I touched my bare chest over my heart, rubbing idly.I could feel him.He was still there inside me.
I am, sage.And there is much to be done if we wish to rid the worlds of that heinous malice.
A little thrown, I stared down at nothing.Cerberus was talking in my head, this other part of me now, and yet something so beyond me that I couldn’t believe he’d even allowed the soul weaving to happen.
The spell was merely the door.I was always to be with you, to be with you all.Since before my rebirth through the Queen and long after.
Sighing, I shook my head.This was going to take some getting used to.
It’s extremely strange to be having a conversation with an elder being in my head, you know that?
I suppose for a mortal it might be odd.I speak to my mother this way in most circumstances.However, that is when I am in wolf form.Even with three mouths, speaking is not available to me then.
Chuckling lightly, I rolled my eyes, sitting up straighter in the grass, which made my back crack.Did you just make a joke?
I’ve been known to—on occasion.But it does not change the fact that we must hurry.The malignance is stirring.It is almost at full strength.
Wait, have you fought this thing before?Lizzie shifted near me, and I traded looks between her and Temps.They looked so peaceful like this.I hated the thought of waking them.
Its last vessel touched ground in the World of Below.My father and mother, though notably more so Mother, were forced to defeat him before it took hold of our entire realm.It was hardly the first time the malignance had affected one of our realms, but Father Paine nearly destroyed us.Destroyed me.
Paine?I know that name.We found it when we were researching the carnival.His son, I think.Jebediah Junior.He’s the Ring Leader, the new vessel, it sounds like.
Tension ratcheted up my spine.I didn’t like this.If whatever this thing was almost destroyed Cerberus and his mother before, how the hell were we supposed to stop it now?It was surely going to be stronger now that it had a fucking circus cult feeding victims to it on the regular.
I am uncertain what a carnival is or a ‘circus cult,’ but while you are right to have concern, do not lose faith in our mates.There are four of us now, bound and emboldened.We will stop the false-god.We have no choice.
Sighing, I pinched the bridge of my nose.Amazing pep talk, Cerberus.Ugh, we’ll just…we’ll just have to, I guess, huh?
We need to wake them.
I looked at the girls again, our mates as Cerberus liked to call them, and I hated this all over again.They were in their twenties.They should be nursing hangovers and watching horror movies till four in the morning, not fighting the manifestation of evil.
