RoadBlock (6 page)

But then Dagger’s finger was pressing into him, and all the worry and uncertainty melted away, his whole world narrowed down to that finger, that thrusting, and the beautiful golden body on top of him. Soon the one finger was two, and then Dagger was lifting his hips, pressing his stiff cock against Cal’s entrance. He slid in, and Cal moaned at the intrusion. It seemed to take forever for Dagger to slide in fully, and Cal kept his eyes on Dagger’s face the entire time, studying the little expressions of bliss he found there.

Dagger thrust in and out slowly, wanting so badly to make this last. He avoided looking at Cal’s body, knowing the sight of it would send him over the edge, and instead he laid down, resting his head near Cal’s as he continued to thrust slowly.

“Fuck, Cal, you feel so good. I want to do this all night.” Cal managed a weak whimper in response, and Dagger kissed his neck. Cal threw his hands around Dagger, kneading his back, and tilted his hips up to meet Dagger’s thrusts. “Aahh,
Calderon
, you’re going to make me lose it, baby.”

Dagger rested all his weight on his left elbow, and snaked his right hand between them, finding Cal’s cock hard and dripping. When he grasped it Cal moaned in pleasure, and Dagger couldn’t hold his slow pace any longer. He stroked Cal towards release, matching the rhythm of his thrusts, gradually increasing his speed, and soon felt him tense up as his seed coated their bodies. Cal was quiet, had been almost silent for most of their lovemaking, but as he came he slowly groaned, “
Dagger
,” his voice a grateful whimper, and hearing that brought Dagger’s own orgasm crashing down. He was not nearly as reserved as Cal, instead shouting, “Yes, Cal! Oooohh,
Cal
, Fuck yes,” as he rode out the waves of pleasure.

They lay together quietly then, Dagger snuggling into Calderon’s body, and soon they were both asleep. Dagger dreamed of walking alone through a thick forest, calling out for Cal and Wade and Betony, tears streaming down his cheeks. In the dream the forest was frightening to him, and every sound increased his panic. When he woke he was pressed firmly into Calderon, and Cal’s arms were holding him tightly. The moon shone into his bedroom, and he twisted in Cal’s arms, wanting to see his face.

The movement woke Cal, but Dagger caught a glimpse of his pinched expression before it faded. Dagger wondered if they had shared a similar dream. “Cal. I’m worried.”

“I know. Me too.” He pulled Dagger closer, and laid kisses over his cheek and down his neck, knowing there was nothing he could do or say to make things better but wanting to reassure him anyway.

Dagger arched into him, wanting more, needing to erase the feelings of fear and isolation his dream had left in him. “I need you.
Please, Cal
.”

But instead of opening to him, Calderon rose up, and guided Dagger down onto his stomach. Cal kissed the back of his neck, his shoulders, and traveled down the curve of his back, kissing and sucking along Dagger’s hip, and ending with a soft bite on his ass cheek. Cal lifted Dagger’s hips, dragging him back and up, exposing him fully, and Dagger let out a startled moan.

He felt Cal reach over for the lube, heard the tear of a condom wrapper, and felt the press of Cal’s slick fingers against his entrance. Strong hands on his hips guided him back further, and then Cal’s long fingers breached him slowly, gently, and Dagger sighed in pleasure. His thighs rested atop Cal’s thighs, and he could feel Cal’s stiff cock bobbing under his balls. Then Cal straightened up, and Dagger felt the tip of him at his hole, pressing in.

The first stroke was slow, and Cal stopped once inside, letting Dagger adjust to the fullness. A low moan from Dagger gave Cal permission to continue, and he slammed into him, harder and faster than Dagger expected. Dagger gasped, but Cal continued his punishing rhythm, pounding Dagger into the mattress.

Every hard stroke hit Dagger’s spot, and he reached down to touch himself knowing he would come quickly. He shouted incoherently as his orgasm rocked him, and still Cal slammed into him, over and over, multiplying the sensations until it was almost too much. Finally Cal reached his own release, and slumped over Dagger, exhausted.

When they caught their breath Dagger snuggled into Cal again, and Cal wrapped him in his arms.

“Shit, Cal. I wasn’t expecting
that
.”

Cal’s breath caught and guilt filled him. “Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?”

“No, no. It was great, I just didn’t expect it.” Dagger saw the worry on Cal’s face and kissed his wrinkled brow. “I loved it, man, come on, you have to know that. I just didn’t think you’d be…like that. It was…
really
good.”

Cal smiled and nuzzled into Dagger’s neck. “I’m glad you liked it. It’s hard for me to know what to do with you, without my foresight. I just don’t know how anything will go, or what you want.”

Dagger burst out laughing at that, and Cal looked at him, surprised. “
What?
”

“
Cal
. That’s how sex is for me, and for most people,
every time
.”

Cal smiled and held Dagger close again. That would probably be how sex would be for him every time now, too. He knew Dagger was his.

Dagger liked the way Cal had just fucked him, but there was a desperation to it, something needy and anxious. He was almost sure he knew the reason. “What did you dream about?”

“You were lost, in the ocean. You swam down to get something from the seafloor, and we were waiting for you, but you didn’t come back. There was nothing I could do, you had to get out on your own. I was so afraid, but I couldn’t get to you.”

“Hmm.”

“What did you dream?”

“I was lost in the woods. I couldn’t find you, and I was afraid.”

“Don’t go to work today. Call out sick,
please
?”

“Okay, yeah.”

They rested more easily then, and slept until the sun had warmed Dagger’s bedroom. When they woke, they showered quickly and dressed, Cal borrowing a pair of shorts. Dagger’s t-shirts were too small for Cal, though, so he had to walk around shirtless until they went next door, a situation which made Dagger question the necessity of going next door at all.

Just before they walked out, Dagger held out a hand to stop Cal, and wrapped his arms around him. “Hey, you have any idea what we’re in for today?”

“Not really.”

“Cal. I know you’re nervous. If you knew anything, you’d tell me, right?”

Cal held Dagger’s face in his hands and kissed him. He wished this whole thing was over, wished he at least could tell how long they had until anything happened. “I
am
nervous. I just found you, and I’m afraid of losing you, or putting you in danger. But I don’t know anything more than what I’ve told you. We need to do a few things today, and then I think I’ll know more. Promise you’ll stay with me, no matter what?”

“I’ll stay with you.” He gave Cal a soft kiss in return. “Okay, let’s go.”

They found Betony and Wade in the kitchen, Wade sitting at the table sipping coffee and flipping idly through a magazine while Betony toasted bagels and slathered them with cream cheese. Once Cal found a shirt they all sat down and ate together. Calderon looked at his sister curiously, wondering how her night with Wade had gone. She seemed calm and happy, though, so Cal assumed Wade had stayed in his room sleeping after they left. Wade looked good today, alert and strong, a far cry from the way they’d found him yesterday, and it reassured Cal to see that. He thought they might need to rely on Wade’s physical strength at some point, and hoped he’d stay in top form.

“We need to contact Marcus, or Adelaide, or both. I think we should meet with them this morning, then go see your mom, Wade, and see if their stories line up.”

“You think Marcus & Adelaide would lie to us?”

“I don’t know. Either way I think we should see them.”

Dagger nodded and took out his phone, calling Adelaide to set up a meeting. She was more than agreeable, as if she had been expecting him to call, and told them to come anytime. They cleaned up quickly and piled into Dagger’s jeep, making the short drive across town to the coven building.

“Hey, guys…just so you know going in, Adelaide is not my biggest fan.”

Betony rolled her eyes and groaned, “You seem to have that effect on a lot of people, Wade. What happened this time?”

“Well, once again,
totally not my fault
, but I was in line at the grocery store, buying some unrelated, very innocent, normal items, and she was behind me in line. She made a comment, I made a comment, let’s just say she left without saying good-bye and hasn’t spoken to me since.”

“I’m almost afraid to ask, but- what were you buying?”

“Vodka, Astroglide, and double-A batteries.”

Betony couldn’t stop her smile, “And what was the comment?”

“Well she looked at my stuff and said
‘Big weekend planned?’
, kind of bitchy, you know? So I said
‘I’m spending the weekend alone, but if you wanna stop by I’ll put the batteries back.’
She wasn’t amused.”

“No, I can imagine,” Betony chuckled, “Although, once again, I agree- you didn’t
start
it.”

Dagger just shook his head. Wade was always rubbing people the wrong way, but underneath he was a really nice guy. Adelaide, on the other hand…she could be a cold bitch. Luckily, she’d always liked Dagger, but he’d seen her mean side come out against a few of his friends, so he tended to avoid her whenever possible.

They pulled up to the coven center and parked in front of the office door. Betony nodded her approval of the building. It looked like an old church, with silvery aged cedar shingles, and a modest bell tower. The offices were set to the side, and to the casual observer it would look just like any other Christian Church, if not for the small wooden sign that read, “New England Pagan Alliance, Coven No. 72, Est. 1723”.

The outer door was unlocked, so they walked in and knocked softly on Adelaide’s office door, which opened almost instantly. Adelaide stood before them, dressed casually in her everyday street clothes, and urged them to sit. Her office was more like a small suite, with an antique desk in one corner, a tiny woodstove in the other, and several comfortable chairs and loveseats arranged in a circle in the center. She had prepared tea, and was pouring out steaming mugs of it without asking anyone if they wanted it, or how they took it in any case. She was an imposing woman, tall, with short silver-white hair and a severe manner. Although she wore khaki Capri pants and a crisp white blouse, she carried herself as if she were garbed in her ceremonial robes, keeping her back stiff and her head high.

Betony was impressed, but Calderon bristled. Another seer, even one with little power, was an adversary to him. It wouldn’t bother him in a casual situation, but he was here on business, and the fact that she might stand in his way irritated him. She greeted them all warmly though, even Wade, who showed his surprise and then seemed to relax, sitting and sipping his tea.

“Betony and Calderon, I am so pleased to meet you, finally. I welcome you to our coven, and hope you will bless us with your skills and friendship for many years.”

“Thank you, Adelaide, we are pleased to be here. You have a beautiful coven-stead, and a wonderful location! And although we have only met two of your witches, they are fine examples of your coven’s kindness and power.”

“Yes Dagger is a wonderful asset to our coven, and Wade is quite powerful. Tell me, will you be at our next meeting?”

“Um, yes, probably…but the reason we’re here today is not just to introduce ourselves. We need some information. About this…
thing
we’re meant to do. Can you tell us anything?”

Calderon watched Adelaide and Betony through narrowed eyes. Adelaide was hiding something, and she wouldn’t tell them the whole truth. Her intentions were honorable, though. Beyond that he could tell nothing. He tried to relax his expression before she turned to him.

“Tell me something first,” she swung her eyes to Cal, and as she did her smile turned colder, “you didn’t contact me right away. Why?”

“My priority was getting Dagger and Wade on board.”

“Did you intend to ask me about this? Or did you just decide to do it recently?”

Calderon face colored and he huffed out a frustrated breath. “Just say what’s on your mind, please.”

“The original plan was
not
to tell you the prophecy, to let you deal with situations
as they occurred
. Now that plan has seemed to change, and I want to know why.”

“Dagger’s mother?”

“Yes. Last night.”

Dagger and Betony exchanged confused glances. “What about my mother?”

Adelaide took a deep breath, but didn’t respond to Dagger, instead asking Cal, “Are you sure you want to know this? Are you
sure
I should tell you?”

“Yes.”

“All right. I’ll defer to you, since you are a more gifted seer than I am, by far. But do not forget the original foretelling called for secrecy.” She took a mug of tea for herself, and settled back in her chair. “Twenty years ago, Dagger’s mother, Diana, had a vision. A
strong
vision. It upset her greatly, and she meditated on it for several days before bringing it to anyone. Finally she told me, and I told Marcus. Together we made a plan, and carried it out. Many sacrifices were made to help secure your success.”