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VICTOR
When Everly wrapped her arms around me, the whole world drifted away. Her soft body moulded to my hard one, and her scent drew a sigh from me. She smelled like my beloved sea and the ultraviolet rays of the sun. The telekinetic then held me and I am ashamed to admit that I froze. Affection of any kind is usually followed by forced sex, then solitary confinement. Garrot let go, and I sank into her embrace. They asked me questions and I answered readily. I very much want to belong; already Everly owns a part of me. From the moment I saw her, I knew I was hers, not William’s. I also find each of her guys beautiful; she chose her harem well.
For the last four years, William has locked me away when I was not pleasuring him or fulfilling my duties as his protector. On several occasions he has tried to mark me as his property, but has been unable to do so. Now, I know it was because I belonged to the Queen, not him. My inner beast likes her, but he has yet to move inside of me, it's almost like he's not there. It's a strange feeling, being alone inside my head for the first time in over two hundred years. I've been many forms, the Leviathan for a mere five. The kiss we shared was nothing short of fireworks. Her small hand guided mine to her breast—I nearly shamed myself at the feel of her soft flesh in my hand. We were interrupted, though, and now we sit outside, drinking tea from tiny cups. My dick is hard as steel, and my hand twitches at the memory of her.
"Sister. Queen. We may have to fight for him; he's exceedingly good in bed and my top warrior. How about we make this interesting?" I hear William say as we sit on the covered porch.
My head whips to face him. "No!" I shout while shooting to my feet. He cannot be allowed to face off against my Queen—he is a dirty fighter and she has not yet harnessed her powers.
"Ok brother..." she adds zest to the word "brother," the challenge clear in her tone. "Let's do this." Rising, Everly walks out onto the field, the guys and I following. Until we meet a barrier.
"Let us fucking in right now, William, or so help me I will eviscerate you!" Karl exclaims.
"He cannot. She has issued a formal request for me. He has the right to force her to fight for me. The winner takes all, the loser... well the loser has to take a scar." I tell them. I've seen this happen a thousand times in my lifetime.
"A fucking what now?" Garrot sneers at me, as if he doesn't believe what I'm telling them.
"A hot blade pressed to the crease of their elbow. A mark of defeat." I explain simply.
"But she's his sister, his Queen!" Leyland fires back, the disbelief apparent on his face.
"I do not make the rules, we cannot help. It is in the hands of the gods now," I say as I hold my hands out in front of me in peace. They frown at me, then scowl at William as he and Everly stride across the field.
I turn back to see Everly and William in the centre of the ring carved out by the barrier. We can hear and see, but we cannot participate in any way, or else the challenger forfeits and receives the scar. William is the first to strike, a cheap shot. He throws her to her back some ten feet from him in a move that shows exactly what type of coward he is.
"Motherfucker!" I hear from somewhere to my right, but I do not turn to see who it was because Everly has gotten to her feet.
"Concede, sister! The beast is mine!" William screams at her, spittle flying from his lips.
"Not a fucking chance, you big chicken shit!" she throws back at him. My sizeable penis twitches. I do so love a powerful woman. She digs her heels into the dirt and propels herself forward, crashing into William. They tumble to the floor. As they land, the unmistakable sound of bone snapping rents the air.
"You broke my fucking arm," Everly screams to the heavens. She lifts her arm, which dangles at an unnatural angle. All four of us tense and Garrot puts his hands to the barrier, grunting out his effort to try to break through.
"It's of no use, Garrot. It is impenetrable." I tell him, my eyes not leaving my Queen.
William looks at me out of the corner of his eye and smirks. Garrot tries again, letting loose a shout of exertion. Sparks fly from the tips of his fingers. I turn to see Everly once again flying through the air. She lands with a sickening thud.
"If you lose, Everly, I will claim Karl as my own! And I will punish them both! Concede and keep your dignity!" William shouts while laughing. I wish I had crushed this prick moons ago. But out of misguided loyalty he remains alive.
"Never!" Everly screams and throws up her small, delicate hand. Suddenly, William is on the floor, writhing in agony.
"Yes!" All three of the men beside me shout.
"You may be my brother, but I will not allow you to harm one of my guys. Concede, brother, before I crush every bone in your body," she tells him calmly, which is much more unnerving than when she screams. My penis is now as hard as granite.
"Argh! I concede. I concede! Oh fuck, make it stop!" he whimpers on the ground, like the pathetic being that he is. The barrier comes down and Garrot falls to his face once it dissipates, having put his weight behind his hands to push his power into the barrier.
"Motherf...." He mumbles into the grass.
We all dash across the field to Everly's side and try to communicate with her at once. She stands there in the middle of us, hands on her knees, panting.
Everly
I throw my hands in front of me and push my fear into them. If I lose to this sick fuck he will get not just Victor, but Karl too. I can't let that happen—I won't. He will not be allowed to hurt my men! My broken arm has been mended and that hurt like a bitch, let me tell you. I couldn't stop the tears that sprang from my eyes as bone fused back together while muscle stitched itself. I now hold my arms up and blast silver light right at Will, striking him in the chest. I visualise his insides being twisted and pulled. He drops to the floor in agony.
"You may be my brother, but I will not allow you to harm either Karl or Victor. Concede, brother, before I crush every bone in your body." I say more calmly than I feel. Pure, white hot anger bubbling through my veins.
"Argh! I concede. I concede! Oh fuck, make it stop!" His voice cracks with pain.
Good. He deserves nothing less. I will make him pay for what he's done to Victor for so long. The barrier disappears and I see someone fall in the corner of my eye.
"Mother f..."' I can't stop the giggle from leaving my mouth as I realize it’s Garrot.
Victor reaches me first. "My Queen..." he says as he gets to one knee. Fuck’s sake!
"Get up, Vic," I tell him as Karl scoops me up in his arms and spins us.
"You did it!" He shouts excitedly. I did, didn't I? I defeated William! And I used my powers! Leyland takes my hand and kisses my knuckles, Karl sets me on my feet.
"Sweetheart, I knew you could do it."
Garrot jogs up to us and nearly knocks me on my arse as he grabs me by the waist and actually throws me into the air.
"Arrgh!" I squeak. Shitting hell! When my feet touch the floor again, I turn to Victor, who is still on his knees in the grass. "Rise, Victor, take your place by my side."
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he rises and puts his fist over his heart.
"Thank you, my Queen." Oh boy.
"Less of the Queen, beast. You're no longer a servant." I tell him.
"Am I.. are you saying..." He stumbles over the words.
"One of my consorts, yes." His face is awe-stricken. At an obvious loss for words, he kisses me ferociously. The piercing on his nose gliding against my cheeks as he takes my mouth with such passion, I swear I can taste blood. His toga cloth shifts to the side, revealing his huge, pierced dick. "Oh," escapes me as I feel the cold metal spheres on his cock slide against my skin.
I hear William getting up, but I don't stop the kiss. When Victor's tongue connects with mine, my whole body tingles. I feel hands on my body. I'm being held from every angle. At this point I'm so turned on, I don't even think as I reach out my hands and take Vic's cock. It requires them both because this guy's thick—as thick as Karl’s, but longer.
As my fingers explore the piercings, Victor bends, breaking the kiss. He whispers in my ear, "One every inch."
Oh my. I feel ten. With space at the top and bottom. Fuck me sideways. I moan softly. I can't help imagining his huge dick sliding into my pussy and I flood my leggings, because I've got no knickers on.
"Well done, sister. He was always yours." My head snaps up when my brother announces, "I knew it would work."
"What did you just say?" My head turns to Vic. Murder in my eyes, I let go of his dick. "You lied to me?"
"No, no, sister he did not lie. My Victor has always been a wild one. It is customary in our culture for people to lock away their favorites." William answers as Victor opens and closes his mouth like a fish gasping for air.
Say what?
My anger bubbles over. I reach out one hand and with my newfound power, I squeeze William's throat.
"That will no longer be custom. You understand me? That ends today." I seethe.
"It has been the custom for centuries..."
"Today!" I order, and my brother hangs his head when I pull my power back.
"Yes, my Queen. I will make sure it is done by the time you assume your throne."
My what now?
"I'm not going to Atlantis, William, my place is here." The look of shock on his face has me holding in a giggle.
"Your place is with the Atlanteans."
Never gonna happen.
"Let's break for now; your whole body is shaking." It's Victor who speaks. I realize he's right; I am shaking.
"The Atlanteans are barbaric! They must be stopped, but I will not... No. I cannot leave the land. It is my home."
"As you wish, my Queen." Will replies, with a little bow that makes me want to throat-punch him.
Victor lifts me in his arms as my knees give way and I almost tumble to the ground. It's 3 p.m. and the sun is hot in the clear sky. I'm exhausted and sweaty. Half turned on, half murderous.
"I don't want to go home. Can we go to the glade?" I ask the guys. I want to not have to think about anything, just for a little while. I snuggle into Victor’s wide chest.
"Let's have showers and change, then we can go wherever you want, sweetheart," Leyland says.
I can barely think straight right now. Thank goodness for him.