Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 55

September 11, 2021

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- CHAPTER 55: Meeting -

I sat across from Serenity and Natalie in a booth while I worked on my breakfast burrito, trying not to smirk as I watched both women eat like there were ten people sitting across from me, instead of only two. In particular, the blue-haired Rockstar magazine model, who was sitting closest to the wall, still wearing her black leather jacket over her extremely revealing sheer black dress, had finally seemed to drop her guard fully once presented with her meal, choking repeatedly as she ate large bites of her pancakes, burrito, hash browns, sausage links, and bacon cheeseburger, with almost no chewing involved at all.

Shit, she literally ate like a wild animal.

Not that I particularly cared, but I was beginning to wonder if she was thinner underneath her outfit than it appeared on first glance, beginning to think that starving her was part of the torment she’d apparently endured.

Though, normally a starved person would have a smaller stomach because of it, being forced to eat smaller portions, unable to handle larger ones.

Thankfully, we were at the back section of the room, and being Monday morning meant that there weren’t a lot of other patrons at this time of day. Thus, no one noticed their aggressive eating.

I now knew a little bit more about our guest though.

Prior to our food arriving, Serenity was able to slowly pull some personal information out from her, finding out that she was nineteen, about to turn twenty in a couple months, having graduated from high school a year ago, and…that she’d basically been a prisoner since last summer.

She also wasn’t from around here…

At least, not exactly.

She’d certainly been here before, but grew up in a smaller town about half an hour away. And, considering that she’d been here for a few months, I suspected that the guys who had been with her probably either grew up in the same town, or otherwise were from this general area.

She wouldn’t say though.

If asked a question about herself, she sometimes gave a really general answer, assuming it wasn’t too personal, but if asked a question about her captors then she immediately fell silent, a wave of sincere fear pulsing through her aura.

It wasn’t until she’d eaten almost all her food that she finally stopped altogether, groaning as she slid the last few bites away and rested her head and arm on the table. She was then silent for a few seconds, until she noticed that Serenity was still eating, being much more graceful with her consumption, but still packing down a ton of food.

Natalie then looked up at me, her light brown eyes hesitant, before glancing at her again.

“Wait,” she finally said. “How are you eating so much?”

Serenity simply shrugged, speaking with a mouthful of food. “Hey, you’re not going to tell us your secrets, then we aren’t going to share ours.”

The blue-haired girl couldn’t argue with that, simply huffing out a sigh as she rested the side of her face against her arm, staring across the room past Serenity with a vacant expression. In the meantime, my sexy brunette was just getting started on her hash browns, grabbing the bottle of ketchup, and popping open the lid to squirt some.

However, the bottle splattered ketchup everywhere instead, getting all over the table, with some of it hitting Natalie in the face, causing her to jerk away in surprise.

“Oh shit, I am so sorry!” Serenity exclaimed, quickly reaching for a napkin.

Natalie simply blinked a few times, not seeming upset at all, a glop right below her left eye on her eyeshadow. She then accepted the napkin when Serenity handed it to her.

“I am so sorry,” she repeated.

“Not your fault,” Natalie finally mumbled as she carefully tried to wipe around her eye.

“Yeah, but I probably ruined your makeup. Did any get in your eye?”

She scoffed. “It doesn’t come off.”

That gave us both pause, with Serenity speaking up after a quick glance at me. “Wait, what?”

Natalie sighed heavily, wiping a little that got on her leather jacket, and then cleaning up her side of the table. “It’s not makeup,” she said simply. “It’s ink. A tattoo. Permanent.”

“Oh,” Serenity replied hesitantly. “That’s an interesting decision.”

“Wasn’t my decision,” she scoffed.

I couldn’t help but grimace. Not that it looked bad on her by any means. On the contrary, the black and hint of blue around her eyes, including even the part of her eye that would normally have eyeliner, looked professionally done. More than that, it was like the perfect amount of makeup, not being so much that it looked overdone, while also looking tastefully adequate enough to make her light brown eyes really pop.

Problem was, it hadn’t been her choice.

“Oh,” Serenity said hesitantly. “Sorry, shouldn’t have assumed.”

Natalie only shrugged, resting her head on the table again, except facing away this time.

“Is that your only tattoo?” Serenity wondered hesitantly.

She didn’t respond, prompting us to exchange a glance again, before Serenity sighed and started eating her hash browns with what little ketchup ended up on them.

“Yeah,” Natalie unexpectedly said. “It’s the only one. Thankfully.”

Serenity glanced at me again, only to resume eating, deciding not to continue that line of discussion. I could almost imagine my hot brunette saying something like, ‘You don’t have to lie to us if it’s not the only one,’ or maybe something like, ‘It’s okay if you have something else,’ but thus far this girl really hadn’t lied to us about anything. Either she answered honestly, or else she just didn’t answer at all.

However, that did leave me with my own curiosities, since I could smell makeup on her. But I kept that potential question to myself, since I could recall her mentioning covering up something back at the mall, and wondered if what I was smelling was really concealer to hide bruises.

I also couldn’t smell any evidence that she’d had sex recently, which also had certain questions popping into my head, given what I knew about the situation. However, I figured she’d find it insensitive for me to ask such a question, wouldn’t answer anyway, and might shut down all other inquiries moving forward.

And we kind of needed her to share certain information, so shutting her down with something that didn’t particularly matter right now would be counterproductive.

When no one said anything, Natalie spoke up again, still facing away from us.

“So now what?” she asked quietly.

I sighed heavily, knowing I really needed to call back Ms. Miriam, having already messaged her an additional time to let her know I was okay, but not really having an idea of what to tell her. “Are you going to tell us what you are?” I finally asked.

“I can’t,” she said almost inaudibly.

“And why not?”

She finally looked up at me, almost giving me a glare. “You’re literally asking me to choose between a horrible painful death, versus being tortured endlessly for days on end, only to then suffer a horrible painful death. I can’t avoid what will happen to me at this point, but at least maybe they’ll show me a little mercy if I keep my mouth shut.”

I sighed again, only to take a deep breath. I then pulled out my phone.

“W-What are you doing?” Natalie stammered uncertainly, looking really nervous now.

I didn’t respond, meeting Serenity’s gaze as I made the call.

Ms. Miriam picked up after the second ring. “Hey, you doing okay? I’ve tried to let you handle things on your own, but Gwen has been really anxious since earlier, and honestly I’m a little anxious too.”

“Sorry,” I said sincerely. “Serenity and I went on a date to the mall, and ran into some trouble. When we got there, I smelled something strange, and we later ended up figuring out that it was someone’s aura left behind.”

Natalie was staring at me in complete confusion and disbelief.

There was a pause. “Huh, that’s different,” Ms. Miriam replied.

“Which part?” I asked seriously, ignoring the dumbfounded look Natalie was giving me.

“Just the smell part. People do leave auras behind sometimes, but they have to be feeling some pretty powerful emotions to do so. Like, traumatizing emotions. Not happy ones.”

“Right,” I agreed. “And that pretty much lines up with what I felt.”

Ms. Miriam continued. “I suppose it does make sense that you might perceive it as a smell though. You do have stronger senses then most people. But the third-eye is called that for a reason. Most supernatural individuals perceive things similar to how sight works.”

I cleared my throat. “Makes sense. But anyway, so the girl who left that aura behind is with us now. Problem is, pretty sure she’s not normal, but she is unwilling to share the details. Mainly because she’s afraid of what will happen to her if the guys who kidnapped her get a hold of her again and find out she snitched.”

There was a brief pause. “Okay? So I’m guessing you want my help?”

“I mean, I just figured maybe Gwen might be able to identify what she is, or something. Or does her ability not work like that?”

“No, it doesn’t,” she agreed. “But I might be able to figure it out with my Moonstone crown. Kind of depends on what we’re dealing with. I assume she looks normal?”

“Yeah. But are you sure?”

“Sure about what?” she asked seriously.

I sighed. “I just didn’t want to inconvenience you. I kind of feel like you’ve already been through a lot.”

She took a long deep breath, before letting it out slowly. “Kai, I’m worried about you.”

“Thanks,” I replied automatically.

“No, you don’t get it,” she quickly continued. “I’m worried about you, but I’m also beyond eager that this wasn’t just another normal day for you. Eager that we’re on the phone right now in the first place. Happy that you need my help.” She paused, her voice becoming quieter. “Beyond happy, that you need me.”

I sighed again, focusing on Serenity, who was obviously just listening now, having put down her silverware. “I do need you,” I replied sincerely. “You should know that.”

Natalie was now looking back and forth between the two of us, seeming thoroughly confused, but I ignored her as I listened.

“I suppose,” Ms. Miriam offered. “But I barely slept last night, and it’s been rough all morning, feeling like all I can do is watch the seconds tick by on the clock, while I wait for you to come over.”

“Well, we might have to see each other sooner anyway, at this point. For some reason, I can’t track those guys with my nose, and I really want to know what we’re dealing with.”

Ms. Miriam sounded somber. “I feel ashamed to say that makes me very happy. I really miss you.”

I continued. “I’m not sure if we’ll be able to bring over Gabriella though. She’s at work.”

Serenity spoke up then, speaking quietly like she didn’t want to interrupt. “I can ask her really fast, if you want.”

I shook my head, not wanting to put that stress on my busty redhead, knowing it would definitely be an issue with her boss if she left early, even after what happened a few days ago, and that it was important we return to our normal lives for a while to avoid suspicion.

Ms. Miriam’s tone was reassuring. “Well, that’s alright. I mean, it’s not even noon yet. We can meet now, and then you can bring Gabriella over later.” She paused. “Do you want to meet halfway?”

My eyes widened in surprise. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? Don’t you need to stay at your place?”

She scoffed at that. “Kai, I do get out every once in a while. I have illusion magic for that.”

“Yeah, but I thought it was important for you to stay there.”

“Well, yeah. I mean, I need to continue living here, of course. But there’s no reason why I can’t go out for a few hours. Not all the time, but every once in a while is fine.” Her tone suddenly became more lighthearted. “Besides, it’s been kind of dusty here with all the construction going on, and I wouldn’t mind getting out of the house.”

My eyes widened in surprise at that, realizing she must be referring to them fixing the damages caused by that monster I’d slain the previous day. However, I decided not to focus on it, since Natalie was listening in on the conversation.

“Okay, so then where do you want to meet?”

“Needs to be somewhere kind of secluded. I’ll have Gwen look up a spot, and then send you an address. Sound good?”

“Sure,” I agreed. “We’ll be on our way as soon as I get that message.” I paused. “Well, and after we pay for our food. We’re at a restaurant right now.”

“Okay,” she agreed warmly. “See you soon. I really love you, Kai.”

“Love you too,” I replied sincerely. “Bye for now.”

After hanging up, I set my phone on the table, since I’d have to check it again in the next few minutes anyway, focusing on Serenity. “Well, I guess we’ll really have to do a raincheck on our date at this point.”

She simply shook her head, not at the idea itself, but more seeming to indicate she didn’t feel like our day was ruined. “It’s alright,” she replied reassuringly. “I really enjoyed the beginning. And yeah, I’m looking forward to doing this more regularly anyway, so having something come up one time isn’t a big deal.”

I nodded, focusing up when I saw the waitress, Dolores, coming back around to check on us. She looked to be middle-aged and had a natural tan, speaking with a slight accent that only showed up in how she pronounced words. “Do you need any boxes?” she asked politely.

I glanced at the table, pretty much confirming that there wasn’t much to keep. “Nah, I think we just need the bill,” I replied, even as I pulled out my card.

“Of course,” she agreed politely, only to check her waitress apron and pull out a receipt, double-checking it was ours and then handing it over.

I was already holding out my card, not needing to even look at the bill to know it was going to be pretty huge, since we ate seven or eight dishes between the three of us. The lady accepted it and told us she’d be right back, while Serenity grabbed the receipt and examined it herself.

Natalie glanced at it too, only to grimace and turn her head away.

The waitress then brought back a new receipt with a pen, so I wrote in a fifteen-dollar tip, and set it in the middle of the table since she’d already walked away again.

“Ready?” I wondered, directing my words at Serenity as I grabbed my phone and began sliding out of my seat.

“Yep,” she said cheerfully, seeming happy now that her belly was full, standing up too.

I glanced at Natalie to see that she was staring at the receipt with wide eyes, not having budged yet.

“Something wrong?” I wondered.

Her light brown eyes focused on me in surprise, only for her face to flush seemingly in embarrassment as she began scooting out of the booth too, being careful to try to keep her low dress from riding up too much. Unsurprisingly, she didn’t respond, which only left me guessing. I knew she’d already seen the bill, so maybe it was the tip? Granted, while it was definitely a decent tip, it wasn’t massive by any means.

Not like I left fifty dollars or something. Just five dollars per person.

And honestly, with how high the bill was, it didn’t even meet the standard gratuity often imposed when there was a large table of ten or more people. Probably should have left her twenty, but figured that she was only dealing with three people, and probably would appreciate anything over five dollars to begin with.

Following Serenity down the aisle, I glanced at my phone when it vibrated with the address we needed, Natalie right on our heels.

It wasn’t until we got outside in the car, with Serenity putting the address into her phone and then pulling out a charger to plug it in, that Natalie finally spoke up again as we pulled out onto the street.

“So, umm, what was that all about?” she asked hesitantly.

“Which part?” I wondered in sincere confusion.

She didn’t respond right away, not meeting my gaze when I glanced back at her.

“Well, that girl you were talking to on the phone. Kind of didn’t sound like you were talking to a friend.”

I tried not to smirk. “What did it sound like?”

She didn’t respond again, though of course it was obvious what she was implying.

Serenity reached over and offered me her hand then, finally forcing the smirk out as I accepted it, allowing her to pull our hands into her lap, realizing that she was similarly finding some amusement in letting Natalie just hang without an explanation, forcing her to come to her own conclusions. But, thing was, this chick was pretty much doing the same to us, refusing to answer the vast majority of our questions.

After a few more minutes, Natalie spoke up again. “S-So, who is she? This person we’re going to see?”

I tried not to smirk again. “A friend,” I said simply.

She huffed out an obvious sigh of frustration, only to cross her arms, spread her legs, and focus out the window, the most unreserved posture I’d seen thus far. And, without thinking, I glanced back at her, only to be surprised when I saw she was wearing a shiny vinyl thong, similar to the leopard print one Gabriella had worn the first time we had sex, except black. Her dress already barely went past her ass, so I shouldn’t have been surprised that her spreading her legs would have easily revealed everything between them from this angle.

But thankfully, I managed to casually look forward again without her noticing, and similarly she seemed oblivious to the fact that she was sort of exposing herself.

I shrugged in response to her reaction, my eyes forward again. “Your fault for not telling us what we want to know.”

She scoffed. “Yeah, well you said you would prove to me that you could handle those guys, and you haven’t yet.”

“That’s fair,” I offered. “But at this point, we trust you probably about as much as you trust us. So we’re not going to be completely open with you when you might have zero intention on ever being open with us.”

She glanced at me in surprise, almost sounding offended. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

I shrugged again, focusing on her in the rearview mirror. “Well, how do we know you won’t throw us under the bus, if given the chance to save your own skin.”

She abruptly leaned forward in her seat, her expression sincerely stunned and appalled. “W-What the fuck?” she unexpectedly exclaimed, only to repeat herself louder, looking pissed now. “What the actual fuck?”

“Why does that offend you?” I asked in sincere surprise.

“Because I fucking told you to leave me alone back there!” she yelled. “Throw you under the bus?! I tried to spare you from getting killed! I warned you! I warned you both!”

“Natalie,” Serenity chimed in, twisting in her seat. “Calm down. We don’t really think you’d do that kind of thing, but we also don’t really know you, and it would be completely reasonable for someone in your situation to prioritize their own well-being first.”

She scoffed, leaning back again. “Yeah, well I’m not fucking ‘someone.’ I’m me! And yeah, I don’t fucking want to die, but that doesn’t mean I would…” Her voice trailed off as she looked away, tears visibly filling her light brown eyes, her expression rapidly becoming emotional.

I sighed heavily, my tone gentle. “Sorry. It’s nice to know you’re a genuinely nice person. But this is going to have to be give and take. A mutual exchange. And yeah, probably around four or five this evening, I’ll prove to you that I can protect you.”

She just shook her head. “Why then? Why not now?”

I didn’t respond, knowing that even telling her that much would be disclosing quite a bit of information. Granted, if I grew my horns out, then she’d know anyway once all my women transformed too. Problem was, I had Ms. Miriam to think about as well, wanting to make sure she was the next person I shared my larger overall secret with, not even wanting to chance her feeling betrayed or even just unimportant by me telling a complete stranger prior to sharing it with her.

But then, there was also just the fact that this blue-haired Rockstar chick might really throw us under the bus if it came down to her well-being versus ours. Not that I was too worried about not being able to handle this threat, but it would be foolish to just blindly trust her without any evidence to back up that trust.

And yeah, I supposed I could use my compulsion to ensure she didn’t betray us, but I was still worried about the long-term implications of that, including how my other women might perceive me exerting so much control over another.

I didn’t want any of them to end up resenting me, even if I never outright used my compulsion on any of them, with them instead having an issue with the inherent principle of it. At the very least, I knew both Ms. Miriam and Mrs. Rebecca might both have issues with it. Possibly Michelle too.

When I didn’t answer her question, Natalie leaned back more in her seat, spreading her legs even further, truly seeming oblivious to the exposure, and got more comfortable as she leaned her head against the window. She then closed her eyes, her blue eyebrows knitting together slightly as she slowly sucked in a deep breath.

Still holding Serenity’s hand in her lap, I kept my eyes mostly on the road for a few minutes, only to glance back at her again when I realized it sounded like she’d fallen asleep, both her heartrate and breathing having pretty quickly become more even. And sure enough, her lips were slightly parted, her face relaxed now, her crossed arms having slowly dropped until her relaxed hands were resting in her lap.

She hadn’t looked overly tired earlier, but I supposed it was hard to tell with the cosmetic tattoo hiding her true skin color around her eyes. Then again, maybe just from all the stress, not to mention her recent enormous meal, she was finally relaxing a little now that she knew we’d be on the road for a good half hour.

Essentially, now that we were in a moving vehicle, driving away from the city, she felt safe enough to let her fatigue kick in.

Serenity noticed too, so we kept our voices down whenever we spoke, but overall we didn’t socialize much on the way there. After all, having grown up around each other, and thus spent so much time together, we were more than comfortable with the silence, with it being enough for us to just be together.

Although, she did ask what I thought about our guest, being very careful about how she worded the question, just in case Natalie woke up.

And I answered honestly.

I wasn’t sure what to think of her at this point.

Granted, I knew what she was really asking.

Was I interested in her?

And I carefully addressed that concern too.

Obviously, Natalie was objectively attractive, that sole fact probably being the primary reason she’d become a prisoner to those guys in the first place, targeted based on her appearance. And it did sincerely appear as if she was a genuinely nice person on top of it.

But I wasn’t really interested in her at this point.

Like, why would I be?

I was already very satisfied with everyone else, eager to develop my individual relationships with all my women. Not to mention, my reason for being with my other women had a true foundation that went beyond physical appearance. Especially with Serenity, but also Gabriella and Avery as well, who were all interested in me for similar reasons. And with Mrs. Watson and Mrs. Copeland, it was true I hadn’t known them for long, but there was definitely a mutual desire that existed, coupled with less hesitancy overall due to them being more mature and having more experience.

And then, with Ms. Miriam, she was just a force of nature of sexuality.

Same with Gwen, to an extent, who willingly offered me a form of submission that I didn’t even realize I kind of needed.

But I did.

Not that I wanted anyone else to act like my servant, but Gwen fit into that role so perfectly that it filled a hole in my heart I hadn’t even known was there. Something I truly needed, similar to how I now truly needed sex.

But with this chick, I felt like it would be an uphill battle to try to pursue anything with her, and I just wasn’t interested in having someone around who didn’t really want to be. Not that I was opposed to a challenge, but I wasn’t exactly a player, and already had a whopping seven women to give my attention to. Women who all craved my attention, and who were all very interested in a sincere relationship.

Like with Ms. Miriam.

For her, it wasn’t just about the sex.

She desperately wanted a relationship with me. A real relationship, where yes, she could have sex as much as she wanted without hurting the person, or otherwise making them hopelessly addicted to her. But also one where she could remain with the guy for years and years, metaphorically growing old together, even if she herself never aged.

So why set my eyes on a stubborn blue-haired Rockstar magazine model with a major attitude problem, when I was perfectly happy with the women I already had in my life? Never mind the fact that I didn’t feel like putting effort toward someone who might not ever be interested in any kind of relationship ever again.

So, for now, we would help Natalie out the best we could, hopefully eliminate the overall threat, and then let her go on her merry way once all was said and done.

Serenity reassured me that she was fine with whatever I decided either way, so long as she continued to remain a priority in my life. And she also admitted that, at the end of the day, she felt reassured that I’d be sleeping in her bed from now on most nights, commenting that she understood I might occasionally sleep with someone else, but that ultimately we’d be sharing a bed together most of the time, even if I had sex with others throughout the day.

Honestly, I hadn’t really thought much about how that was going to work out long-term, but I did have to admit our long-term sleeping arrangements would almost definitely involve Serenity in the same bed as me.

It just might also involve Gabriella in the same bed too.

And maybe even Avery as well.

Which probably meant we needed to seriously consider getting a larger bed, since three people was already kind of pushing it with Serenity’s current bed. Or maybe we just needed to get a new house, so that we had enough space for all four women to live with me…

Unless I wanted to seriously include Ms. Miriam and Gwen too, in which case, moving in with her might be the better option…since she had so much space at her mansion and all…

It would just mean living an hour away from where I grew up, is all.

But I supposed that wouldn’t be a big deal.

As we got closer to the destination Ms. Miriam had given us, I realized she’d picked a pretty obscure location like she intended, with us beginning to take some backroads surrounded by trees, until we finally reached a gravel drive that winded off the pothole laden road.

Feeling Gwen pretty strongly in that direction now, realizing they’d beaten us, I pulled onto the rocky path and made my way slowly off the street, surprised when the trees opened up fairly quickly, revealing an open field that almost looked fallow, as if it hadn’t been planted in at least a year. It was actually a pretty nice spot, the late morning spring sun high enough to bathe most of the clearing in its warm light, with plenty of activity coming from the trees around, including birds chirping and squirrels scurrying among the branches.

I also saw Ms. Miriam and Gwen right away, but was shocked to see what they were driving-- an off-road vehicle with huge tires that kind of looked like a Jeep, although I didn’t see any logos to indicate the Make.

It was bizarre seeing them in such a massive open-concept SUV, but even more surprising as I pulled to a stop on the gravel, my car not being able to handle going off-road, and saw them climb out wearing completely normal clothing, not even a hint of nonhuman features in sight.

Ms. Miriam was wearing a pair of low-riding jeans, with a studded black belt, the pants likely so low on her hips so that her invisible tail was unhindered, coupled with a very nice creamy dress shirt that was loose-fitting and intentionally designed with virtually no back, a series of cloth straps crisscrossing about halfway down, giving her invisible wings plenty of room to stretch.

Her hair was still fiery red though, currently French-braided into two rows that made her look so fucking adorable that it should have been a crime.

Similarly, Gwen was dressed in jean shorts that covered very little, the inner pockets visible on her extremely muscular thighs, coupled with leather military-style boots that went up to her calves, and a navy blue silk blouse that somehow worked with the overall look she had going on.

I suspected that the very short gray leather jacket helped make it feel as if her overall outfit had a punk theme, the sleeves only going down to her elbows while the bottom portion of the gray leather only went down to just below her medium sized chest, looking fairly busty due to the tightness of the navy blue silk blouse. Of course, her horns and furry tail were invisible, but the purple skin on her lips and around her brown eyes was still present.

It was pretty weird seeing Gwen with brown eyes.

But fuck, they were hot.

Although, I was pretty sure that Gwen’s leather boots were a true illusion, doubting she could get her hooved feet in normal footwear. Kind of made me wonder what her footprint would look like in the dirt, though I figured I’d leave answering that curiosity for later, once we dealt with the main reason why we were here.

It wasn’t until I climbed out of the vehicle that I finally noticed Serenity’s reaction, seeming frozen in place in her seat, as she stared at the two women now approaching us.

“You okay?” I whispered, since Natalie was still passed out like she hadn’t slept in days.

She finally met my gaze, only to begin climbing out too.

“Sorry,” she said just as quietly, as we met in the front of my car. “Just didn’t expect…” Her voice trailed off as she glanced at them again. “Well, I guess, aside from Gabriella and her mom, I’ve just never met anyone so physically appealing. Both of them look like true angels. Hard to believe a person could even look so perfect.”

Ms. Miriam unexpectedly spoke up loudly, projecting her voice. “I get that a lot,” she said with a smirk.

Serenity’s hand immediately flew up to her mouth, speaking loud enough to be heard as she responded. “Oh God, I’m sorry. That is so embarrassing.”

“Not at all,” Ms. Miriam replied warmly, the two of them continuing to approach us. “It was a nice compliment. And you’re very pretty too. I wasn’t sure if Kai was only taken with you because of the role you’d played in his life, or if there was more to it. But now I can see that he’d have been taken either way. Not many humans are as pretty as you are. Both inside and out.”

“Umm, thanks,” Serenity responded hesitantly.

“You’re very welcome, cutie.” She then focused on me. “Is it too much if I give you a hug?”

I smirked. “I might not want to let go,” I said playfully.

She gave me an affectionate smile as she continued approaching, even as Gwen stopped a few feet away, the sexy maid holding a familiar crown in her right hand.

“It would make me eternally happy if you didn’t,” Ms. Miriam said just as playfully, with only a hint of a serious edge to her tone.

Bending down, I wrapped her thin body up in my arms and lifted her off her feet, enjoying how she wrapped her arms around my neck, feeling her invisible wings wrap around behind me as well to squeeze extra tight, only to loosen her grip as a nonverbal signal to put her down.

I did so, pecking her on the cheek, surprised when her face sincerely flushed, before allowing her to take a few steps back to stand next to her sexy maid. Knowing that Gwen could catch the shadow of my thoughts, I simply thought about how much I desperately wanted to bend her over my car and fuck her right now, knowing she’d gotten the message when her face visibly flushed.

“C-Careful, m-master,” she blurted out. “I’m not using my sapphire to control my temperature.”

Shocked by that disclosure, I was about to ask why, only for Serenity to interject.

“Master?!” she said in alarm.

Gwen responded before I could. “Yes. My master owns me jointly with my mistress. He claimed me yesterday, and I am now forever his.”

Needless to say, Serenity was flustered, not seeming to know what to say. “O-Oh,” she finally managed after a second.

I decided to move on, not feeling like I could offer much more of an explanation beyond what the sexy maid had already stated. “So, why aren’t you using your, umm, sapphire,” I wondered, deciding not to refer to it as a butt plug.

Ms. Miriam interjected. “Because we don’t know what we’re dealing with,” she said seriously. “Gwen is really only a danger to humans without it, since they might get scalded if they touch her skin, but I’m not about to worry about restraining her power at a time like this.”

“Oh,” I said in sincere surprise. “Well, I mean. I don’t think the girl with us is a threat, and…” My voice trailed off when I realized the stirring I’d heard just a second ago in the car was Natalie waking up, with that further confirmed when she hissed ‘fuck,’ realizing she’d fallen asleep, only to pop open the door to climb out of the car.

Ms. Miriam responded to my comment as she finally laid eyes on the blue-haired Rockstar chick. “You have to understand, I haven’t lived this long by being reckless,” she whispered. “I still try to live a normal life as best I can, but in situations like this, I’m always prepared for the worst-case scenario.”

I frowned at that, but could understand her reasoning, glancing over my shoulder to focus on Natalie as she approached us hesitantly. Honestly, between the four women, with how they were all dressed, they all could almost be the members of a band. They all kind of had that ‘look’ going on, especially Gwen and Natalie.

I stepped a couple feet away from Serenity, as a silent indication for her to join us, wanting her to feel welcome and included, but she still stopped nearly six feet away before reaching our group. It was then silent for an awkward few seconds as she looked us over, seeming uncertain about the four individuals standing before her.

Natalie then finally focused up at Gwen, parting her lips to speak.

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