13. Unwelcome Guests

"Oh shit!" My brother's voice startled me, just as I had blown my fucking load into the sweetest pussy in existence. Thankfully, I also had quick fucking reactions, as I twisted my body and took Ella with me. This so as she ended up beneath me, hidden by my much larger frame.

"What the fuck, Orth?!" I complained as Ella squealed in fright under me.

"Shit, man, fuck, I'm sorry!" he replied quickly.

"You better have your eyes to the fucking door, brother," I warned, before he assured me that he did. Then I lifted up from her, trying to hold back a laugh when I saw Ella"s red face, with her eyes scrunched shut tight at the same time muttering,

"This can"t be happening."

As for me, I was unfortunately forced to remove my cock from its place of warmth and enveloping comfort, making her whimper at the loss.

"Baby…" I whispered down at her, again, close to biting my lip just to stop myself from chuckling at her cute as fuck reaction to being embarrassed.

"Um?" she muttered without opening her eyes and missing the soft, tender look I was giving her.

"Why don"t you go upstairs and get yourself sorted? I promise you, my brother"s not looking," I said this last part gritting my teeth, making my brother confirm as much.

"No, because he prefers his eyes right where they are," he replied, making Ella scoff a laugh. Of course, I wouldn"t have hurt my brother even if he"d have seen that side of Ella that no man would have survived had he not been related by blood. But that didn"t stop me from being pissed and issuing threats.

Ella didn"t say anything to this, she simply nodded her head, and slipped from underneath me before running up the stairs. A sight I found endearing and also sexy as fuck, considering she was naked and her ass was truly a beautiful thing to behold. Although admittedly it was a sight I enjoyed far more when it was in my hands being used as a means of bouncing her on my cock, rather than the sight of it running away from me.

"Fuck, brother, I am so sorry," my brother said once again.

I retrieved my jeans and pulled them up, having to be content with the feel of my girl"s release still coating my cock. One that admittedly had not yet had enough of her, as despite my brother"s sudden appearance, it hadn"t yet had the inclination to go down.

"What the hell are you doing here, Orth?" I asked, and once he heard the zipper go up, he knew that I was at least covered. Not that we hadn"t seen each other naked enough times before, it kind of came with the territory being a HellBeast and all. Especially as sometimes it was safer getting naked, than potentially bursting out of your clothes before having the chance to will them to disappear by supernatural means.

"What do you think I"m doing here? Didn"t think you guys wanted to go hungry," he said at the same time lifting up some shopping bags and making me shake my head.

"You think of everything, don"t you?"

"Well, I wasn"t in that fucking hellhole as long as you were, but I was still fucking hungry when I got out, and I doubted the two of you thought about food. Besides, I had thought you"d still be in the bedroom."

"Oh, like you can fucking talk, I caught you fucking that succubus Demon in my kitchen only a couple months ago." At this he grinned and rubbed his chin, while looking up as if replaying the memory for himself.

"Yeah, and emphasis on the suck part… swear that chick could have been a hoover in another life… fun times… even still, that is what beds are for," he replied, making me scoff.

"Technically, they"re for sleeping, or at least that"s what most people use them for… so I've heard." But then he was quick to call me out on my bullshit, reminding me,

"Well, that's all you used to do in yours before Cookie, so don't act like your bed's seen much action at Devil's."

"That's fucking different, and you know it," I defended myself for some fucking reason I couldn't fathom.

"Is it?"

"Now who's being the cock sucker?" I tossed back, referring to his conquest with the sucking Succubus.

"Yeah well, I'm happy one of us is getting some, just didn"t exactly expect to see you fucking on the couch."

I growled at this making him hold up his hands.

"You better not have fucking seen it!"

"I"m sorry, did I say see it? I meant heard it." I rolled my eyes at this and took the bags of shopping off him.

"Well as much as we appreciate the food, Red already took it upon herself to sneak out of my bed and play hunter gatherer," I responded bitterly, still fucking furious with this fact.

"Oh shit, I bet that went down well," he replied sarcastically, and my dark look told him everything, but then I decided to add,

"Why do you think we were fucking on the couch?"

"Ah, good old make up sex, gotcha. Well, I suppose Cookie really does know you." I rolled my eyes at this before confessing,

"I admit, it helped calm me down some." He laughed at that and replied,

"Yeah, I just bet it did."

"Anyway, enough of being a wise ass dickhead and just tell me, anything to report?" I asked, needing to get off the conversation of fucking my girl or my hard on would never piss off.

"What, you mean other than Marcus discovering that his new favorite pastime is showing Asher every porn site he can find? Should have seen that poor bastard in the car, thought it was going to sprout wings and fucking take off." I had to laugh at that.

"I"m sure it will take some adjusting on his side."

"Guy's like a bloody puppy, you should have seen him trying pizza for the first time, I thought the guy was going to need a wank." This time I burst out laughing before adding,

"Well, I"m just surprised Marcus hasn"t really fucked up and got him a mortal call girl to play with."

"Hence why I don"t think I should be here for long." I had to agree with him there.

"Probably a good call… fuck only knows what you"ll walk back into."

"Well, he did think the TV was the work of the Devil, hence why he was still watching it when I left." Gods, but I could only imagine what it was like for the poor bastard. Hell wasn't exactly known for its technical advances. Fuck, but it was like being back in the Middle Ages and waking up in modern day. Talk about head fuck.

"I gather you called the men?" I asked, now steering the conversation back to more important shit.

"They are on their way here as we speak, now just what the plan is when they get here, I have no clue," he replied as a hint to get me to share. The problem with that was that I had fuck all to share. Hence why I told him,

"You and me both, but I"m hoping we"ll know more after the Table of Kings meeting." Of course, my brother didn't miss a thing.

"What is it…? Oh come on, I know that look," he pressed, making me release a sigh before looking up the stairs to check Ella was still in the shower and not snooping like she tended to do. Then when I was assured she wasn't eavesdropping, I told him,

"I don"t know, it was just Dom's face when we were talking about Ella now being a Summoner."

"Yeah and?" he asked, making me raise a brow at him.

"I just feel like he knows something. In fact, I"m surprised you didn"t pick up on it," I told him, making him scoff.

"Yeah, well you can blame that fucking gorgeous Imp for that, I was too afraid that her husband would catch her eye fucking me, well, that was until she caught sight of Asher… poor bastard." I couldn't help but laugh at that, as quite honestly, I didn't know how her husband coped with half her antics, and that wasn't including the crazy half.

"Yeah, well I hope you warned him of who her husband is," I said, thinking I really liked Asher and didn't want his first week here to come to abrupt end with his head being offered as a gift to Abaddon's wife.

"Yes, well unlike Pencil Dick, I actually had useful information to tell him, namely whom not to fuck with." I chuckled at that.

"So, what are you gonna do, are you gonna confront him?" he asked.

I knew he was talking about Dom again, and I had to confess it was a tricky situation. I didn"t exactly want to piss off the King of Kings. No, not now I knew that I would need his help. Because as much as I wanted to keep the hard fact from Ella, I knew that this was far from over. Geryon wouldn"t stop and even after getting Niniane out of the way, it honestly felt more like the beginning than the end I wished it to be.

"Not right now, not until after I have heard all he has to say at the meeting. Something is coming, brother, and we all have to be ready for it, even the King of Kings."

"When is it not fucking coming?" I sighed at that, as he was right. Because lately it simply felt like one fucking thing after another.

"And Ella?" he asked, and once again I looked up to the staircase, already hearing the water still running and knowing that she was still in the shower. Which meant she wouldn"t hear us, so I felt free to say what I did.

"She"s no longer mortal."

"Fuck,"he hissed at the confession.

"Well, that"s good news, right? I mean, years spent with their Chosen King would have changed her anyway," he asked, pointing out the obvious.

"I know but this is different," I replied, running a hand over my head and pushing my hair back in frustration.

"In what way?" he asked, taking a seat at the small kitchen island.

"Touching that book, taking possession of all of those souls, it should have killed her, Orth." I was pained to say it but it was the truth. It had been my greatest fear when I had seen her reaching out for it, knowing that in all likelihood she would not survive. But not only had she survived it, she had seemingly succeeded in such a way that she had exceeded all other Summoners before her. Even one as powerful as Niniane had been, despite wanting to chew off my own tongue off before admitting that shit aloud.

Now the question was, how and why she had been chosen?

"Any ideas on why it didn"t?" he asked with his thoughts clearly mirroring my own.

"I don"t know, all I do know, is it has unlocked some hidden part of her, and I have a feeling that somebody might have recognized the same thing."

"You"re talking about Pencil Dick," Orth said, as if coming to the same conclusion.

"Go back to the house, tell Marcus to get his arse over here as I want to see him. Dom isn"t the only one who knows something."

"Well, he is a fucking Oracle, after all," Orth reminded me, making me tense because I didn"t know whether that information was another thorn in my side or not. I didn"t know what it all fucking meant, I only knew that it was connected somehow. And if there was one thing I was sure about…

I would stop at nothing until I discovered it all.

A few hourslater and I was just taking a shower myself, washing up ready for the lunch that Ella was downstairs currently making. This was after we had reenacted a small part of our time in the cabin that Orth had given me. A little fantasy my girl had confessed to having that had been interrupted the first time. And well, seeing as we needed fresh firewood for the fire, then it had been the perfect opportunity to try again. So, after getting sweaty, and finally having my chance to fuck Ella outdoors, I was just getting out of the shower when I heard voices.

A single moment of panic left me the moment I heard Marcus, realizing that he must have been the next person to knock at the door. At least this time I was expecting him, and I knew that even if he had arrived earlier, at the very least he wouldn"t have caught me fucking Ella outside where I"d been chopping wood at the back of the cabin.

Gods, my girl was insatiable but then again, one look at that fuckable little body of hers and I was the same. In fact, it wasn"t even just her incredible body that I was addicted to. It was her big green eyes looking up at me, every fucking time turning me into a lost man, one even happier to give myself over to a lost cause. I"d missed every single thing about her, despite my anger this morning realizing that she had gone out and put herself in danger.

Fuck, but she was infuriating when she pulled shit like that. But then I also had no fucking hope of staying mad at her, not when she was cute as fuck. Not when she was giving me her reasons for pissing me off as being sweet enough in wanting to give me food and let me rest. Not when she was coming on to me, with those softly spoken words and those fuck me eyes. Gods in heaven, I"d had no fucking hope at resisting, despite how mad I was.

In truth, it scared me how deeply I had slept, as usually all it took was her stirring in her sleep to wake me. How then she had managed to get up, get dressed, and be downstairs was beyond me. Let alone the fact that I didn"t hear the front door open or close. Nor did I hear the car start up and drive away. But then I hadn"t exactly slept much these last few weeks and clearly, I had hit a limit.

I shook my head at the thought as I pulled a fresh black T-shirt down over my chest, before doing up my jeans and running my hands through my wet hair, knotting it back with a hair tie. Then I made my way downstairs, but a sight had me stopping dead before blind fury took over. Hence why I jumped over the banister and landed with a crack on the floor, snapping the floorboards with the weight of my landing.

Then before I knew it, I had my best friend ripped out of Ella"s sweet embrace and pinned against the side of the cabin wall, choking the life out of him and ready to…

Commit bloody murder.