Forging Day (Crucible of Change Book 1) (18 page)

“Oh my, Miss Kitty!”

“This is one of my favorite toys, Olivia. I call it the Lilac Fairy.”

It was hard to move. I’d never felt anything quite like it, but my Kitty was waiting. “Lay down,” I said thickly. “It’s your turn.”

She was more than ready for me. The feeling of sliding my virtual cock deep inside of her was mind-blowing. I just held her close for a minute, feeling us joined, pulsing as one. I slowly took her until I learned the stroke that made her scream deep in her throat. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me tight with each thrust.

I felt myself getting close, but wasn’t ready to be done just yet. I pulled slowly out of her, leaving her open on the bed. “Roll over and get on all fours.”

She blinked for a second, before doing what I asked. Just as she’d taken me that first time with Tessa, I grabbed her hips, plunging deep inside of her. She looked over her shoulder, wide-eyed. We kissed as I rode her hard, teasing her sweet cleft until she came. My own orgasm swept over me, and still the pulsing went on and on. We collapsed side by side, still joined, shuddering with the aftermath. She didn’t turn off the exquisite pulsing agony until I screamed.

Tying up Some Loose Ends

Something tickled my nose, but I couldn’t brush it away. “Kat, mind your tail,” I grumbled.

“Guess again.” Tessa said, her lips against my ear.

“Hmmm?” I was spooned around Kat, my hand cupping her breast. I started to move, and realized I couldn’t. My body was glued to Kat, still joined at the hips. Blushing, I yanked up the sheet. “Tessa, what do you need?”

“I’ll have some of what she’s having,” said Tessa, kissing my neck.

Kat reached over and claimed her own kiss from Tessa. Our three tongues made tingling contact and I couldn’t control the tiny movements of my hips.

Tessa smiled and patted me on the butt. “Just kidding, ladies. I have to go to work. You said you’d loan me your satchel. I guess you got distracted.”

“Satchel? Oh, right. Mikah. Satchel. It’s in the bottom of the closet in the back left corner. You’ll probably have to dust it.”

“Thanks,” said Tessa.

Kat and I continued to kiss as Tessa rummaged around in the closet and eventually pulled forth my long-abandoned satchel. I thought the covers moved a bit, but then I heard Tessa’s voice from near the door. “Have fun, you two.” Suddenly Kat’s little toy was pulsing and throbbing deep inside both of us. The small remote dropped to the desk, just before the door clicked shut.

Kat pulled away, sliding off the Lilac Fairy only long enough to roll me onto my back. She impaled herself on the moving shaft and rode me, each thrust drawing a moan from deep in her throat. “Grab my ass,” she ordered.

I did what she said. She licked along my throat before she gently nipped at my neck. There was a sting, and her tongue lapped at my pulse while her hips moved up and down in a frenzy of lust. We were both breathing hard, and sweat poured off my body. Every nerve was on fire. She reached between us, rubbing me insistently—demanding my response. She swallowed my screams as I came, until the pleasure was unbearable.

She sat straight up, pinning me with just her thighs, and kept riding me—not letting go. By the time she stopped, tears were running down my face and my throat was too tight to scream. I couldn’t help staring as she slowly rose off of the phallus, the lilac so bright against her skin and fur. I whimpered as it pulsed inside me, never slowing, never stopping.

“Don’t fight it, Olivia,” Kat whispered. “Do you trust me?”

Shuddering, I nodded.

She got the remote, and lay back down next to me, propped up on one elbow. “Do you remember Gracie, Olivia? Goth-girl with the eyebrow piercing?”

I nodded. Gracie was one of her off-and-on girlfriends.

She slowed down the pulsing a bit, and used her free hand to play with my nipples. “One time at her place, Gracie tied me up with silk scarves. She had the most amazing vibrator. She called it the Butterfly Kiss. The little straps held it in just the right spot. She gave me a kiss and told me she’d be back later.”

Kat kissed me, her hand leaving my breasts to loosely encircle my wrists, pulling my arms above my head. “Just imagine what it felt like. No matter how I moved, the sensation never stopped. I don’t know how long she was gone. I lost track of time.” She tweaked the control again, and the pulsing increased.

I groaned, my body arching off of the bed.

“When she got back, I couldn’t speak. Nothing existed but sensation. She let me worship her until she came, before she finally untied me. She let me sleep a little. When she woke me up, we took a bath together. That was the first time I let someone shave me. I couldn’t believe how sensitive I was. She had me wear a skirt with nothing under it, and we went to her favorite tattoo artist. She got me a tiny butterfly tattoo, right on my bare pubes, so I’d know part of me would always be hers.”

She kissed me again, dropping the remote and mounting me once more. “I promise you’ll never forget this, Olivia, and neither will I.”

She rode me slowly, deliberately, holding me with her eyes. “I love you, Olivia. I don’t love anyone else like you, but my heart has room for many loves. Nod if you understand.”

I nodded. “I love you, Kat.”

She leaned down and kissed me deeply. “I made love with Tessa, that first day, while she was getting dressed for dinner.”

“I guessed,” I gasped out.

She took the remote once more, and nudged the controls again. She caught my screams with her mouth, riding me hard until she tensed with her own orgasm, collapsing forward onto my breasts.

She pulled away from the toy, finally, stretching out next to me on the bed. Only then did she turn off the device.

I couldn’t stop shaking as she gently undid the straps and slowly freed me. The slightest touch made me jump. My nerves were on overload. She lay next to me, idling caressing my breasts, until my breathing slowed to normal. “I love being with you, Olivia. You’re amazing. You should try and sleep now.”

I hoped she wouldn’t notice the tremor in my hands as I carefully hugged her. “I love being with you, too.”

By the clock, it wasn’t even six in the morning yet. I needed to pee, but was pretty sure I couldn’t even walk right now. Rolling over, I went back to sleep.

* * * *

I woke up again, slowly at first, and had to sprint for the facilities. Kat was nowhere to be seen. After a quick shower, I realized jeans were out of the question. I pulled on a bright yellow sundress, remembering her story about Gracie and the butterfly as I gingerly pulled on a pair of blue silk panties. On the plus side, I didn’t need to shave my legs. Go Elves!

It was well after noon and my stomach was complaining. I threw together a quick sandwich, followed the voices, and found everyone hanging around in the backyard. Someone had brought out the volleyball net. The Trolls really played hard. I don’t think I’d ever seen full contact volleyball before this.

Korembi was a little off to one side, talking into his cell phone. It was kind of weird hearing a professor’s voice coming from the Troll body. It’s the first time I’d ever heard him speaking out of character. He ended the call, and smiled at me. “Heya, Olivia. How you be this fine day?”

“So far, so good, Korembi. How about you?”

“Could be worse, I reckon. I had to call the school and let them know we not be doin’ the dig this summer—at least not right now. The site be in Wyoming, and that not gonna work so good.”

“Ouch. I guess not.”

Kat walked up, looking a tad nervous.

“Hey, Miss Kitty. What’s wrong?”

“I need to get my personal stuff from the bakery. Ted went to the store and no one else knows how to get there. Fred said to have a friend come, but there isn’t anyone else.”

“What am I, chopped liver?”

“No! Of course not. But your sister wanted you to stay at the house.”

“She doesn’t get to tell me what to do. I’ll grab my purse. It’s time for a road trip.”

I tripped over thin air on the way to my room. “All right Grammy, I’m wise to your tricks. Kat needs help and I’m not letting her down. We’re not going to get into trouble going to a bakery in broad daylight.”

I felt a
hrummph
, but she didn’t trip me again.

It took a little maneuvering to get my car out without getting too close to any of the motorcycles, but I managed. Kat triggered the remote for the gate for us. I turned my radio back to my favorite station and cranked up the volume. It felt good to be doing something almost normal again.

The bakery wasn’t particularly far, and on another day we might have walked, but I was still a little uncertain about venturing out, my blustering confidence to Mikah to the contrary. Plus, I didn’t know how much stuff we’d need to carry back for Kat. At least we were going in the opposite direction from the Botanic Gardens and those hellish bluebirds.

We’d missed the lunch crowd, apparently, because we actually found an open parking spot in the small lot right out front. Things looked pretty quiet in the bakery, at least from here. I didn’t see any customers inside. Kat looked really nervous.

“Do you want to wait in the car?” I offered. “I can go in and get your stuff. Just tell me what I’m looking for.”

“No, it’s okay. I have to face other people sooner or later. It might as well be now.”

There was a large Human man behind the counter. Kat froze for a second. “Hey Fred,” she finally said.

He went from being a little wide-eyed to flat out staring. I wasn’t sure if he was afraid or hostile, or maybe a little bit of both, but his eyes made me nervous.

“Fred, it’s Kat. I just came to get my stuff, and then we’ll leave.”

I’ll be damned if he didn’t pull out a silver crucifix on a chain and clench it in his meaty hand. “I told you to send someone else to get your things.”

“This is my ‘someone else’,” she said. “Just give me my stuff and we’ll go.”

His eyes darted around like he was looking for someone, but I couldn’t hear anyone else moving around. “Both of you wait outside. I’ll get the box.”

“Are you kidding me?” I grumbled.

Kat just nodded. “Okay, Fred.” She grabbed me by the hand and tugged me out the door.

“What a jerk!” I said, making sure I was loud enough for Fred to hear.

He waited until we were outside, a few feet from the door, before he hurried over and locked it, never taking his eyes off us. Kat didn’t say anything, but there were tear streaks in her fur.

“Why don’t you wait in the car? I’ll wait here until meathead gets back, okay?” I gave her a hug and she trudged over to the car to wait. Her shoulders were down and her tail drooped, and I wanted to beat the crap out of her boss for making her feel that way.

He came back, carrying a small cardboard box. I had to take a few steps back before he unlocked the door and put down the box, shoving it toward me with his foot. I gritted my teeth, my nails digging into my palms, and that’s when I noticed his apron had started to smoke.
Oh shit!

He must have felt something, because he looked down and looked back up, horrified. He slammed the door closed and locked it again.

Grabbing the box, I hustled to the car. “Time to go, Miss Kitty. You know what they say. Daylight’s burning.” I made a hair-raising lunge into traffic, invoking quite a few one-fingered salutes and a lot of angry honks. We were all the way down the block before I heard sirens. “Nothing to see here. Move along, move along,” I muttered to myself.

“Olivia, what did you do?”

“Nothing on purpose. It’s possible I set his apron on fire. I didn’t stay to find out.”

“You set my boss on fire?”

“No! It’s possible I set his apron on fire. Those are totally different things. And besides, I only saw smoke. I didn’t see any flames. I suppose I might have set his pants on fire and that’s why the apron was only smoking. I didn’t do it on purpose. It just happened. Besides—he’s your ex-boss.”

We got home without further incident. Ted was back, and Frank and Razaini were helping him put away groceries. I got iced tea for everyone.

“Oh, by the way,” I said off-handedly, “It’s possible we may get some company. If we do, I’m sure it’s no big deal, and it’s not like they could prove anything.”

So much for subtle. Everyone stared at me. I shrugged and drank my iced tea.

We had a good thirty minutes before someone buzzed the intercom on the gate. Ted gave me a look, and then went to answer it. Soon enough I heard, “Olivia, Kat, it’s for you.”

Ted looked positively delicate next to Officer Curtis and Officer Webster. They both had on their cop faces.

“Olivia. Miss Summers. Could we trouble you for a few minutes of your time?”

“Of course, Officer Curtis. We can talk in the library. Would you care for some iced tea?”

“Certainly, thank you.”

Everyone was going out of their way to be exquisitely polite. Ted went to get beverages and I led the way to the main library. I waited until we were settled, and Ted had delivered the tea, before I put on my best innocent face.

“Good to see you again so soon, officers. Is this about the watch thing from last night?”

Sadly, Sharon knew my innocent face. She gave me that look that made lesser mortals wilt. “Were you at the Bakery Erotica this afternoon?”

“Yes,” said Kat. “My employer no longer required my services, so we went to get my personal stuff.”

I thought I saw a twinge of sympathy in Sharon’s eyes, but she didn’t acknowledge it. “Can you elaborate on what happened next?”

She started to answer, and I interrupted her. “Not to be rude, but should we wait for our lawyer before we talk to you?”

Office Webster looked a little ticked off at my question, but I thought I saw a glint of approval in Sharon’s eyes. My dad didn’t raise an idiot. I know what he told us to do if we ever got into trouble.

“That won’t be necessary,” said Officer Webster. “We’re just talking.”

“Yeah, we’re just talking, but I’m guessing Kat’s boss said something or you wouldn’t be here, and ‘just talking’ or not, you can use anything we say against us if things should go south. Isn’t that right?”