Page 46 of Hidden Sacrifice
“Turn around, Fox,” he said inside my head.
I slowly rotated my body back away from him. Settling in with his cock pressing up against the fabric of my underwear. Bright yellow with white ducks making various grumpy faces all over them.
Justice reached between us, harshly pulling my underwear to the side before sliding his cock into me. Guess waking up with extra vitamin D was suitable for moist conditions. He slid inside me easily, but everything felt tighter from this angle. He stuffed my pussy like he stuffed my mouth. Again, my body welcomed him, molding around him like we were made to fit together like this.
I felt his knee coming to the inside of my thigh, scooping my leg up, and spreading them a little further apart. Then my arm started moving on its own. Even when you know it’s coming, nothing prepares you for the sight of your own body moving without permission. I automatically attempted to take back control, but Justice’s grip on me was firm. He maintained control for the moment it took my brain to catch up to the events, and I calmed back down, allowing Justice control over my arm.
I felt my fingertips run across my hardened nipples that poked through the soft, oversized t-shirt I wore to bed. My touch was arousing me, and the fact that I had no control over its movements was even more exciting.
Justice trailed my hand down, reaching under my underwear’s yellow band, quickly finding my clit. At the exact moment he started to circle with my fingers, his hips began rocking into me with short sharp bursts.
Within moments I was biting into the pillow, hoping it would muffle my screams enough not to wake the others right at the end of the game. I felt Justice still inside me, his cock pulsing, and I knew he finished as well.
The ability to move my hand returned to me before Justice completely pulled out of my mind, sliding his dick free. I felt so empty at that moment. I snuggled back into him as he threw his arm around me protectively while we both lay there listening to the breathing of the other guys.
Slow. Steady. Even.
Today was going to be a great day.
* * *
“Why do we need to go off realm for our free day? There are plenty of clubs and things to do here in Hell,” Jax complained as Justice stepped into the portal first. I smirked at him before stepping through the portal, feeling the power lapping at my skin, slightly tickling.
My foot stepped onto plush green grass in the middle of a circle of stones surrounded by forest. Midday sun fought through the misty air. I could see rolling hills of green that seemed to disappear into the haze. Stunning birds of neon pinks and teal flew above my head, chattering excitedly. You could feel the deep magic of this realm flowing through the land.
The other boys followed through the portal, the air shimmering for a moment before one of them appeared before me.
“Andemeron?” Jasper asked, looking around and sniffing the air.
“Andemeron,” Justice confirmed.
“Please tell me there is a reason we are in the most underdeveloped realm in all of creation,” Jax sighed, rubbing his hand across his neck.
“It is also the most magically potent of all the realms because it sits next to the veil,” Justice said.
“They still aren’t anywhere close to being as powerful as demons, so it’s still not impressive,” Jax sighed before looking over to Jace. “Any thoughts?”
“I think we should let Justice and Mor show us what they planned for the day and stop interrupting,” Jace said, standing by my side. Once Jace realized he was free from the spell, I hoped he would try not to goad Jax so much.
“You got all the patience for mundane shit. Probably why you worked out so well as a lonely vampire,” Jax muttered lowly. Guess it was a slight improvement.
“We are going to a museum,” Justice announced, unable to contain himself anymore. I knew that going to a museum would be right up his alley, but it’s not just any museum.
Three sets of questioning eyes turned to me as even Jasper seemed confused by Justice’s excitement.
“Have a little faith in me, boys. Justice, lead the way.”
We started off heading out of the circle of stones and soon on to a well-traveled path through the woods. The trees were massive, looming large and imposing over our heads as we strictly traveled on the trail. The fog even penetrated deep into the woods, allowing me to see only so far ahead. It looked like the trees could end in fifty miles or five hundred. Faintly, I heard the sound of a wolf howling in the distance.
“Andemeron hosts the most diverse set of magical beings in all the realms.” Justice chatted casually as we walked along. “They even house mortal souls who have no soul power.”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“It means the mortal soul contains no actual soul power.”
I still had a lot to learn about souls and what they could or couldn’t do. I decided to simply file the information away for some other time, when it would make more sense.
We emerged from the forest and saw a bridge that widened into a road. Misty blue sky replaced the dreary dark of the woods we just left. I saw a wooden sign with painted letters on the face: “The Hollow.”
