Page 17 of Fool's Bargain

My dick hardened and I grimaced.

“Looks like we found the Diviner,” Kyril muttered.

“I have a feeling she’s the one who found us,” Dorian said. “Which means we should probably get out there if she went to the trouble of bringing us here.”

“I’m not down with this,” Kyril said. “It was one thing to be at the Diviner’s mercy. But to submit to Chaos himself... We have a very real problem potentially rearing its head in the Haven. We need to get back there. I can put off finding a mate for another century if I have to.”

But before we could react, Dorian grabbed the door handle and pushed through out into what I’d expected to be warm sun, but a blast of cold air nearly paralyzed me. The sounds of ecstasy grew in volume and I cursed as I followed Dorian. If only we had an alternative. But the only way to deal with this development was to meet it head-on, no matter how fucking cold it was out there.

We’d prayed to the Diviner for months, and it seemed she had finally answered us at the most inopportune moment. I’d never expected to have her drift us straight to her new home, or to arrive while she was in the midst of an epic fuck session with her new mate.

“I guess Ione will have to wait,” I muttered, stepping out into the chilly sunshine behind Dorian.

We walked to the edge of the pool to the tempo of the Diviner’s orgasmic cries and Chaos’ loud grunts. The laws of physics re-engaged and they both began to sink into the water once more, parting and linking hands as they swam toward us.

I covered my erection and clenched my ass in anticipation of whatever payment she would exact in exchange for what we had asked. Goose bumps covered my arms as much from the cold as from nerves. But she didn’t stop when she reached the water’s edge.

She rose out of the shallow water several feet before us, then strode up a set of submerged steps on two shapely legs. Her multitude of tails had disappeared, the water sluicing off a perfect female body with iridescent skin that glimmered in the sun. Clearly she was more tolerant of the cold than I was.

Without asking, Kyril and I stepped apart to let her pass. She trailed wet fingers across our chests as she went by, leaving frosty trails behind. Our gazes followed, transfixed as we shivered and our teeth began to chatter.

She lookedhuman. My poor brain wasn’t sure how to process this new bit of information beyond the torture of the cold. The last time I’d seen the Diviner, she’d been an enormous half-breed creature, with the torso of a giant woman and a lower body made entirely of dozens of dragon tails. She clearly still had use of those tails, but they’d been a less terrifying size a moment ago. She used them almost exclusively in her initiations and in carrying out punishment, tormenting each of her victims with the most exquisite pleasure, but never relenting until she’d drawn out as many orgasms as she required. She may have been human-sized now, but there was no mistaking the disconcerting waves of power that cascaded off her.

“It took the three of you long enough. You have less than two weeks left if you want my help,” she said, reaching for a thick robe draped over the arm of a patio chair and turning to face us as she slipped into its tantalizing warmth. My teeth clacked together harder as more of my blood collected in my dick.

She had to bethemost sexual creature I’d ever laid eyes on, yet despite the ache in my groin, she fucking terrified me. Satyrs were no strangers to raw, primal, carnal desire—a need that to us was as fundamental as the need to breathe. But around the Diviner, that need flirted too closely with insanity. I preferred to maintain control over my mind, something the females of the race didn’t always have the luxury of managing.

I tore my eyes away from her naked body, clenching my teeth to suppress the filthy image of sinking to my knees and offering my mouth up for her wet cunt. It was a strange thought, one I’d never had in her presence, because as far as any of us had known until now, the Diviner didn’t evenhavea pussy. Sex with her always involved being sodomized to the point of madness by several of her many tails, then tenderly cradled against her enormous bosom. She hollowed us out with every orgasm she wrenched from us, then filled us up again with the River. It had always been humiliating yet gratifying in a way that left me feeling humbled and ashamed that I’d enjoyed it. Two feelings I really didn’t like to have, much less at the same time.

Thankfully, she closed the robe around herself and tied it across her waist. Chaos slid into view behind her, hooking an arm around her and giving her an adoring yet proprietary peck on the cheek. “I will leave you to talk with your visitors,” he said in a deep voice. “Can I offer you three any refreshments? Chocolate martinis perhaps?”

My gaze snapped to him and I realized how absurd it was that I’d been so overwhelmed by this new version of the Diviner that I’d entirely glossed over the fact thatChaoswas standing mere feet away. Things couldn’t be any more surreal.

“Yeah, ah, martinis sound great,” Dorian said, managing to find his voice before the rest of us.

“Have a ssseat, please,” the Diviner said in a low, sibilant tone. “Would you like something to wear? You look cold.”

Of course we were all still naked and freezing, though a glance at the other two confirmed they were both still as aroused as I was. It was a reflex with her, it seemed. Yet her offer of clothes just added to the strangeness of this visit.

Clawing my way back to rational thought, I nodded. “Something warmer would be nice,” I said in a humble tone, taking a step toward the long mahogany table she sat at. It was situated near the edge of the pool, with an overhang shading it from the stark sun beating down from above. As I settled in the chair, a warm shirt covered my torso and a pair of comfortable drawstring pants materialized over my hips and legs, my erection an irritating pressure now that it was covered in fabric. I tilted my hips, readjusting my cock so it didn’t poke out so much.

The Diviner gave a throaty laugh. “I’m not going to touch you today so you can relax. In fact, I’m done exacting the kind of payment I used to from the nymphaea. My new mate satisfiesss me quite well.”

As if on cue, Chaos returned with a tray loaded with martini glasses and a pitcher. He set each glass down in front of us, filled them up to their sugar and cocoa-encrusted rims, then shaved delicate curls of chocolate off a block and hooked them over the rims of each glass.

“I think I may have gone mad,” Kyril said. “Chaos and the Diviner are sharing cocktails with us.”

“Here’s to reunions,” Dorian said, grinning almost manically and lifting his glass. He downed the thing in a single swallow before Kyril or I could respond.

Chaos laughed and refilled his glass. “You can call me Chase while we’re in the human world. And my love is going by Sybil.”

We all stared for a moment, still too stunned by the strangeness of the whole situation. These twoeternalshad normal names. They lived in a normal, human dwelling and looked like normal humans. Mostly.

Yet the energy surrounding us was distinctly divine, so potent it made me itch. At least my cock had gone flaccid thanks to the Diviner’s...Sybil’sstatement that she wasn’t interested in molesting me.

“Do you like it?” she asked. “I worry Sssybil might be problematic when introducing myself. You understand.”

“You’re trying to fit in here,” I said, nodding. “Having a speech impediment is rather conspicuous. Sybil is very pretty either way.”

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