Page 71 of April's Fool
Deciding to let bygones be bygones, I held out a hand for Gregoris to shake. “Welcome to the family. I mean, I said it before, but it means more in person.”
Gregoris gave me a firm handshake and a bro hug. “He’s so happy with you. Fate was kind to us all.”
I looked at Mori. “No, it feels better that he chose me. No fate involved there.” I smiled at my lover, still hugging his sons and talking a mile a minute. “Still, I’m glad you have Parker. He’s one of the best people I know, so I don’t have to tell you, I’ll hunt you down if you harm a hair on his head.”
“Let’s just agree we are both so in love with our men, it’s impossible.”
“Yeah, that.”
Mori
May
My eyes followed my son’s form as Cody worked through the drills Keren and Gregoris were taking him through. I was supposed to be resting, having already done my required workout for the day. I couldn’t help watching my son or keeping an eye on Keren, who I still didn’t trust. With Gregoris there, I doubted he would do anything to put Cody in danger. I just couldn’t risk it.
Like Damon, Cody had lived most of his life as a human, so training was coming harder to him than it was Toth, who had basic fighting skills, or Parker, who had much of the same training as Damon, and also his shifter abilities. Truly, Cody was so kind natured, the thought of harming another didn’t sit well. Time and time again over the last few weeks, I’d impressed the need on Keren for Cody to concentrate on defensephysically. His witch magic could do the necessary harm.
My lover and son were both having a crash course magical education. Thankfully, the magic came easier to Cody. Damon, naturally, excelled at it. I’d never seen him fail at anything. He was a wonder to me.
Day after day, we all spent time honing our abilities, just waiting for Basil to strike.
The witch had vanished. There was talk of him joining the Northarbor aviary, the bird pack, or flock, in the city. Northarbor was home to the pride and the aviary, both groups of shifters splitting the territory south of that run by the Sweetwater pack. He and the aviary both held some divisive views. The aviary were against mixed shifter species matings, casting out those who went against them, even with betas who couldn’t reproduce.
How Basil convinced them to protect him, considering his views on shifters, I didn’t know. Didn’t care to. It would all come crashing down around him, then we would strike, taking Basil out for good so the coven could heal, and shifters and demons could be safe again.
There was more at stake than just the coven. I’d realized that when Basil had stooped to dark magic to steal magic from other witches. He was determined to rule, not just the coven, but all witches and more.His words to Damon often repeated in my head. Basil wouldn’t stop until he could control all demons, royal or not.
My home realm, my family, all demonkin were in danger.
“Hey.” Damon leaned against the wall next to me. “You can’t watch him all the time. Come on, you’re exhausted and you stink.” He wrinkled his slightly crooked nose in a teasing manner.
“I do not!” I said incredulously.
“Maybe,” he said, leaning in so he could whisper in my ear, “I just wanted to get you into the shower. Things were interrupted this morning.” He ran his hand suggestively down my chest, sparking heat wherever he touched.
Immediately convinced, I needed no other words. “Let’s go.” I took his hand and practically ran out of the room towards our bedroom.
I was particularly grateful to Thyme for teaching Damon silencing wards, a sort of doorbell alarm, and a number of useful spells when living in a house with two other couples, a couple who were on the brink of giving in, and two single demons. There was little privacy to be had. No one wanted to hear the others having sex, especially as one couple was my sons.
Damon pushed me against the wall of our bedroom and activated the wards. I felt the buzz of the magic travel through me.
“Strip,” he commanded.
Eager to comply, I dropped all my clothes where I stood.
“Go start the shower.” I did as I was told. “Get in, start getting soapy. I want to see you all wet.”
The water was perfect, just the right side of hot. I found the body wash Damon preferred me to use. Something about the scent got him hot and bothered. I ran the slick substance over my body, paying extra attention to my cock, balls, and crack.
“You are so hot. I can’t believe you’re mine.” Damon’s voice filtered through the water and steam. I could no longer see him, yet I felt his presence with every cell of my body. “Be a good boy and let those horns and tail out.”
Just the words “good boy” had my hard cock twitching. Naturally, I did as I was told. Always good for Damon.
Damon entered the shower, pressed his body against mine, and ran his hand down to my dick. “Hmm, knew that would get you hard.” He stroked me, his equally hard length against my thigh. I bent my knees so he could rest against my ass where I wanted him. “Such a good boy.Turn around.”
I turned, gasping as Damon stole a bruising kiss, pressing me against the shower wall. The cold tile felt amazing against my heated skin. Damon set my senses on fire. My hands reached for him, but he pinned them above my head. When he was demanding and bossy like this, Damon made me weak at the knees. I was putty in his hands.
“Mori,” Damon spoke against my neck, setting off a chain reaction. I shivered, our cocks rubbed together, the friction perfect. “Take that tail, wrap it around us both and stroke until we come all over you.”
