A glance back showed that Alex had seen. I closed the door, ready to get back to my place and see if my bite was as loud as my bark.

  9

  As soon as we had the door closed, Kinara was practically on top of me, stripping off my clothes and guiding me to the bed. The other two joined in, with Jalee going for my pants, Milkshake making sure my boxers followed immediately.

  “Whoa, whoa,” I said, so caught off-guard that I was completely limp in Jalee’s hand, even with the little shocks. “What’s happening?”

  “All that talk,” Kinara said, and Jalee shivered like a cold wind blew through her. “Hot.”

  “We want to give you something to really talk about,” Jalee added, eyes lighting up with sparks of electricity.

  “Let them hear it for themselves,” Milkshake added. In a blink, all three of them were naked as well, and it was clear they meant business.

  “Wait, wait, wait,” I said, scooting away, holding up my hands.

  “You’re what, tired?” Jalee asked, Kinara pouting at her side.

  Milkshake wasn’t stopping, though, and had started grinding her pussy on my leg. Was I wussing out? No fucking way.

  “I’m taking control.”

  “What?” Kinara’s eyes went wide, Jalee biting her lip.

  “Like I said.” I pulled Milkshake up to me, kissing her passionately, then moving to the next. “You want to do this, it’s time I make it happen my way.”

  “Since when do you have a way?” Kinara asked.

  “I figured it’s time I figure out what my way is.” I stood on the bed and motioned her over. When she stood in front of me, head at crotch level, I reached out. Hands on her ears, I massaged gently so that she opened her mouth. She didn’t complain when I brought my cock to her cheek, caressing her with the tip and bringing it to her mouth as she moaned. Her whole body shook as I massaged, the other two watching intently. Kinara couldn’t last once I had her ears in my fingers, and sure enough, she climaxed less than ten seconds later.

  My cock was throbbing and I was warmed up. My mind was reeling with ideas for what to do here, but instinct took over and I pulled Milkshake up and bent her over. Next, I gripped her by the base of her wings and knelt behind her. Kinara took one of my toes into her mouth. Oh, shit, that was kinda nasty but also sent chills up my spine. I nearly fell over, but used those wings for balance as I thrust on my knees, feet out behind me. Jalee caressed my ass and I pulled her in for a kiss, moaning as I thrust. Experimenting, I slapped Milkshake on the ass, then went harder so that it shook and she yelped.

  “Too much?” I asked.

  She reached down between her legs, grabbing my balls. “Harder, fucker!”

  When I did, she squeezed, so I slapped that ass again, then flipped Milkshake over and sat on her face so that she could lick my balls and ass before bringing Jalee down to straddle her. We started fucking right there, balls and thighs on Milkshake’s breasts while sliding into Jalee. Kinara came up then, kissing Jalee’s neck and shoulder while watching me.

  It was only when I slid my ass back onto Milkshake’s face harder than I meant to and heard her grunt that I remembered I was a bit tipsy—or maybe even drunk?

  “That’s what you want, just say it,” Kinara said. She laughed and motioned me over. I wasn’t sure what I wanted, exactly. But my head was spinning, my cock hard, and I was open to trying things.

  Her hand found my ass, but I took one look at her claws and pulled away. “Fuck no.”

  She laughed as Jalee held up her hand—no nails, and looking smooth. I gulped, nodded, and turned around on all fours. As Kinara slid under me to take my cock in her mouth, Jalee moved behind and slid a finger from her pussy, getting it nice and wet, then started caressing my asshole. I let out a yelp at first, then moaned at the combined pleasure of that with the blowjob.

  “This is… mmm,” Milkshake said, and she scooted over, legs spread in front of my face. I was happy to dive in. Partially because I loved eating pussy, as I’d recently learned, but also because it helped me stifle the sounds that came along with a finger moving in and out of my ass. When I couldn’t take it anymore and Milkshake had shouted out and squirted all over my chin, I slid off and took Jalee, slamming her up against the wall and pulling one of her legs up so her foot was on the bed. It was her turn to climax next, and I brought it full circle then to fuck the hell out of Kinara before pulling out so my cum shot all over her chest.

  “What was that?” she asked.

  “I… the pregnant thing.”

  “Fuck that.” She frowned, then wiped some off with a finger and licked it off like she was tasting a delicious pudding. “Next time, I want you cumming in me all the way.”

  As soon as we were done, I was about to lie down and rest with them, when I realized I had to take a piss, bad.

  “One sec,” I said, and charged into the bathroom, barely having time to lift the seat before unleashing. My piss gushed out like a waterfall. When done, I sighed, but noticed movement out of the corner of my eye.

  Kinara stood there, watching me piss, but Jalee entered to wash her hands—especially the finger that had been in my ass.

  I looked down as I shook, and blinked. Huh, it really was swollen. If Alex hadn’t mentioned that as a thing that actually happened, I might have freaked out. As it was, I figured maybe just going a day without sex would help, though I wasn’t sure that would be possible with these ladies.

  Somehow, I would have to hold them off.

  10

  If I’d ever slept so soundly, I couldn’t remember it. Strange, considering the fact that I had three ladies sleeping in the bed with me, and I only had a queen-size bed. Stretching, I pushed myself up to look for them—but only counted two. Kinara lay with her face by my knees, legs spread so that I could see the moist, inner pink of her. My cock responded to the sight, but my anxiety was rising too.

  My mind spun as I searched, very aware of the wind blowing on the plastic where my window had been. I sat up, confirming that the other figure there with us was Milkshake, lying on the other side of Kinara, curled up in a ball with her wings hanging out over the bed.

  Where was Jalee?

  I pushed myself out of bed, eyes darting to the bathroom and kitchen. A click of my tongue showed that she wasn’t in either. Shit. I went for the front door, forgetting that I was completely nude and hard as stone, throwing the door open to call out for her.

  To my horror, there on the other side of the door, was Miss Croshauer, the building manager. She gulped, brushed a strand of gray hair from her face, and pursed her lips as she lowered her glasses to have a look at me in full.

  “Ahhh…” I grimaced, covered my crotch, and said, “Sorry, emergency. I’m looking for someone and—”

  Craning her neck to see past me, she tsked. “Seems you’ve already found two someones.”

  “Yes, well…”

  I stepped back behind the door, closing it to all but a couple inches. “Is there something I can do for you?”

  “I’m here to see about the window,” she said.

  “Right. Don’t worry about it—I’ll get it taken care of.”

  I tried to close the door, but she slid a foot in. “Mr. Parrone, we have building contractors. I just need to ensure you’ll be fine with letting them in this afternoon. When they come by, maybe you can avoid opening the door with an exposed erection, if you don’t mind? You know, lawsuits and all that.”

  “Yes, of course. Actually, would it be fine if nobody’s home? You have a key, yes?”

  “I do, and that would be preferable. Thank you for your understanding and,” she glanced down, “the show.”

  At that, she turned and headed back toward the elevator. I closed the door, then turned around to see Kinara, legs now closed, on her side and staring at me.

  “Something wrong?” she asked.

  “Actually, we’re missing…” I almost said Jalee’s name, but stopped myself. Kinara knew it, but Milkshake didn’t. Until they were all comfortable sharing, I didn’t want to be the one to tell.

  “Who?” a hoarse whisper came from below.

  “Huh?” I squatted, then nearly jumped back as a hand appeared from under the bed.

  A second later, bright-blue eyes were staring at me, then Jalee emerged. “We’re missing someone?”

  I stared, confused. “What… what were you doing under there?”

  She stood, stretching—and damn it was nice watching her stretch, with the way her breasts lifted up as she put her hands up, her thighs tight as she raised up on her toes. She put her hands on her hips, then, and started rotating back and forth. “The bed was too soft for me, and I’ve always enjoyed dark holes—”

  “Yeah you have,” Kinara said with a laugh and a wink.

  Jalee grinned with a shrug, then said, “It felt like sleeping back home. What I’m used to.”

  “If you say so.”

  “Listen, are any of you hungry?” I grabbed a pair of boxers, slid them on, then made my way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge door, I realized we would need to go shopping again soon. Then again, we were leaving, and I didn’t know for how long. My heart was still racing from thinking Jalee had gone, and finding her under the bed like that had been a surprise. Monsters in my closet, under my bed… what next?

  I found a half-eaten box of pizza and brought that out, then threw a couple of eggs in a frying pan. Setting aside two more for Kinara to eat raw, I also pulled out some yogurt snacks, peeled an orange, and poured some water.

  “Breakfast is served,” I called out to them, stirring the eggs and adding some salsa.

  Kinara came in first and helped herself to an egg, eating it her weird way by making a hole and then sucking its contents out. She said that the other two were taking turns in the bathroom, and then sat down to watch me cook.

  “I wonder if I’d be more into cooking if it didn’t require fire where I’m from.” She tried a piece of orange, smiling.

  “Fire?” I returned to the stove, noticing what she meant—electric, so no fire required. “Ah. We still use fire when we want that special grilled taste, but technology means we don’t have to.”

  “I don’t need fire to cook, back home or here,” Jalee said, now wearing a pair of cute, sky-blue panties, but nothing else. To emphasize her point, she picked up an uncooked egg, sent lines of electricity around it, then cracked it in two. “One cooked egg.”

  “Neat trick,” I said with a grin, then turned off the stove and gave the scrambled eggs one last stir. Nodding at her panties, I said, “Feeling more bashful today?”

  She laughed. “Why should I? No, but since you put on underwear, I figured I would, too. Trying to fit into this world, while I’m here.”

  I didn’t mind either way. Everyone walking around naked was nice, but the panties added a sexy, mysterious quality. There was something to be said about needing to open a present, and the anticipation of what lay beneath the wrapping.

  I took a look in the cupboards to see what snacks we could bring with us, but saw only pasta. We could stop by the store on the way to wherever we were going, and grab some snacks.

  “Hey,” Milkshake said, standing in the doorway, kind of squatting with a piece of toilet paper in her hand. “I’m supposed to do what with this again?”

  If I didn’t care about being insensitive, I would’ve face-palmed. “Just… wipe. But in the bathroom, and throw it in the toilet after. Oh, and front to back.” I remembered reading that somewhere.

  She nodded, wiped, and said, “I did it!”

  “In the bathroom,” I reminded her, and blinked in confusion as she ran off to get rid of the toilet paper. A strange thought hit me, a curiosity, really. Did they not need tampons? In fact, did animals have periods? That was something I would have to google, so went for the borrowed phone. Interestingly, it said that most animals didn’t bleed in the same way humans did, with just chimpanzees and a couple of other exceptions. So with these monster girls, it could have gone either way.

  “Everything good?” Kinara asked. “Heard from your cougar friend?”

  It made sense that’s what I would be checking, so I pulled up her contact and called. “I’ll check.”

  She ate another raw egg, while Milkshake returned to join Jalee trying my scrambled eggs and the pizza.

  The phone rang, then it rang again, and I could hear it outside the door. I jogged over and threw it open to see Ahlaksiz there, rummaging through her purse.

  “Excellent timing,” she said, and then eyed me in my boxers with a hint of a smile. “All ready, I assume?”

  “Just finishing up breakfast.” I opened the door for her to enter, and said, “We have company in case you’d like to cover up.”

  “Why would we?” Kinara asked, her cute little bat tail wiggling as she bent over to look in the fridge. “I didn’t realize how cold it could get in here. Kind of… amazing.”

  “It is,” I admitted, but was of course staring at her ass.

  “We have a big day ahead of us,” Ahlaksiz said. “Maybe we should all get dressed so we can hit the road?”

  I agreed, and scarfed down two slices of pizza thrown together like a sandwich as I picked out an outfit for the day, then threw some extra clothes in my pack. The ladies followed soon, getting dressed as Ahlaksiz watched me with a humored expression and I focused on trying not to look like the lone guy watching the ladies dress.

  “You must be enjoying this,” she said.

  “Thoroughly,” I admitted.

  She threw her head back and laughed, then asked, “They haven’t worn you out yet?”

  Jalee finished with her pants and said, “We’re working on it, but he’s quite resilient.” She held up a bra. “What’s this thing, and how does it work?”

  “Allow me,” Ahlaksiz said, stepping over to give her a hand. “It seems annoying at first, but a good one of these helps hold those babies in place when you’re running and fighting. Not this particular style—you’ll need one of those,” she nodded to a sports bra on the bed, “but this will do until we think we’ll be in real action, then you can change if you want to.”

  “Are we anticipating action?” I asked.

  Her eyes met mine, no joking to them this time as she replied, “Definitely.”

  I gulped, then remembered my wrist devices and put them on. Having the drones to help gave me a boost of confidence. Finally, we were all ready so made our way to the stairs and up to the waiting car. I was quite sure I saw a shadow pass over the peephole at Alex and Arturo’s place, and had to wonder which of them was spying on us.

  Soon we were on our way, but before bothering with instructions on where to go, I insisted on swinging by Trader Joe’s. I ran in for a box of pop-tarts, some barbeque chips, energy bars, and drinks. Better to be prepared than not.

  When I finished paying, the woman behind me said, “Ferris?”

  It took me a couple seconds to process her—with her slick black hair and sunglasses, but that cute little button nose gave her away.

  “Monica?” I asked, my first thought being Bitch, more out of instinct than anything else. She’d been a crush in high school, and the one time I’d tried to ask her out, she had ignored me.

  “That’s right.” She looked me up and down, then slid her wallet into her purse. “Something’s different about you.” She adjusted her stance, hand on her hip, other at the edge of her bottom lip. I used to think that touch was sexy as hell, but now I’d moved on to bigger and better things.

  “New hairstyle, I guess,” I replied, but knew that wasn’t it. She sensed the new me—the sexed-up me, supercharged and undeniably more of a man than I’d ever been.

  “It… suits you.” She smiled, and I imagined she was batting her eyelashes behind those shades. Not that it mattered to me. Not anymore.

  “Gotta run,” I said, taking the cart from the cashier and getting my receipt. “But it was great seeing you.”

  Walking away from her without a second look back felt damn good. I imagined she was even staring after me, wondering what she did wrong, how she had lost out on this. But she had, and now I knew my worth—it was high as fuck.

  As far as I was concerned, this adventure was off to a great start.

  11

  “One thing I don’t get,” I said as I drove, following Ahlaksiz’s directions. “Where was the body?”

  “Right, the hunter,” Kinara replied, leaning forward from the middle row in the middle seat. “I was thinking that same thing.”

  Milkshake chuckled. “He certainly didn’t have a head, so likely didn’t get up and walk out of there.”

  “Someone else went looking for this.” I held up my wrist with the partially broken piece of metal that showed the hexagon. “My guess is they didn’t bother searching him down there—just took the whole body, and head.”

  “That’s what I was thinking, too,” Ahlaksiz said from the passenger seat.

  “My question is, who?”

  Silence followed, and I glanced over to the older woman, hoping she would know. Judging by her expression, no such luck.

  “The point is that we need to be careful,” she finally spoke up. “We’re not only going up against whoever is protecting this area we’re headed into, but possibly this third force that took his body.”

  “And where exactly are we going?” Jalee asked.

  I was getting excited thinking about it. “Some tombs in Egypt? A Greek island? To find Atlantis?”

  Ahlaksiz laughed, then shook her head. “You watch too many movies, and… we’re more fortunate than that. At least, for the half of the disk we’re starting out for.”

  “Where then?”

  “A collector has it, and I believe he’ll have a clue to finding the other half. Turns out, he led an expedition to the Indian Ocean last year, where he recovered it. What sort of man might collect stuff like this, you ask?”

  “I do,” I replied, wondering why she was being so coy with the information.