Myths and Gargoyles Jamie Hawke (i read a book .TXT) 📖

light appeared, and movement as if a shadow leaped up, and then Steph shuddered.

“Your wraith knight?” I asked.

She nodded. “We have their location.”

“Good.” The pain was starting to subside, at least, so I stood and motioned back to the car. “Let’s prepare for tonight. You should drive now, though. I’m a bit… shook up.”

“I’d imagine.” She caught the keys, moved to the driver’s side and got in.

Once we were on the road, the AC blasting, I closed my eyes and relaxed, only noticing as sleep took me that the pain was finally gone. And this time, when I slept, there was no travel. Not even any dreams.

Just sleep.

94

We arrived back at the house before sunset and had a quick snack, then checked the place, and gave the shisa an appreciative pat on the head. The guardian seemed to enjoy that, then kept on patrolling. I connected with him for a moment, sending my appreciation and feeling that several observers had been detected while we were gone, but nothing more.

When my attention returned to my surroundings, I noticed Steph giving me a sideways glance. I was about to ask what that was about, when she ran her tongue along her lips and motioned toward the bedroom.

“A shower before the fight sounds good, don’t you think?” Steph said.

I nodded in eager anticipation. We made straight for the shower, undressing as we went. She had it turned on and was cleaning herself before I managed to remove my pants. I only paused long enough to check on the Liahona in my jacket. In a moment, I was back with her, kissing her neck and then her breasts as one hand moved between her legs. She put one leg up on the side of the bathtub so I could move to my knees. My kisses moved along her thigh, then to taste her pussy. It was wet from the shower but also naturally, I imagined. My nose nuzzled her pubes. My tongue lapped her up, moving around her opening and then finding her clit as my fingers ran along her ass. She angled her hips forward, giving me better access, and then I fingered her while eating her out, loving every second of it. Water cascaded down her body and over my face, making it hard to breathe. I kept going anyway, kissing and licking and moving my tongue around until she pulled my hair, pushed my head into her and let out a high-pitched squeal.

“Now I…” She let my head free, so that I could take a big breath.

“Yeah?”

“Now I…” she managed between heavy breaths. “Now… I… owe you.”

I laughed. “You’ll get to it, I’m sure.” A glance back out through the open door showed orange and purple streaks in the sky. “We don’t have much time.”

She nodded, but as I stood, she still managed to bend and give my cock a nice lick, then kiss. “When it’s time, I’m going to suck you dry.”

“I look forward to it,” I admitted, soaping up as she stepped out of the tub to find a towel. Soon, I was out, too, drying myself off and trying to ignore my raging boner and the way she kept glancing over at it.

“Sure you don’t want me to…?” she asked.

My eyes went to the window, the dark sky, and I let out a sigh. Of course, I wanted to, but even as I thought it, the blue glow returned to the gargoyles and their stone broke free. Ebrill and Kordelia turned to see us, both naked but covering ourselves somewhat with towels.

“Really?” Kordelia scoffed. “Nothing better to do while we’re out than fuck?”

“Actually,” Steph countered, “we found the hideout.”

“And didn’t exactly fuck,” I added.

Steph grinned.

“Spare me the details.” Kordelia tossed me a shirt from my open suitcase. “And get dressed before you blind us all with your pale ass.”

“I like that ass,” Ebrill noted, finding the whole situation quite humorous.

Ignoring the comment, Kordelia strode to the window and looked out into the early night. “They’ll be here soon, I imagine.”

“Then we need to get on with our attack,” Steph said.

“Actually.” I held up a hand for attention. “I’ve been thinking. If we wait a bit, I can see about controlling the house from somewhere nearby, make it seem like we’re within and putting up a fight. Then, when they’re working to counter our barrier spells and break their way in, we’re on our way to their base.”

“And you think Fatiha will have your aunt at their headquarters?” Ebrill asked.

“She has to realize I know by now, and that I’ll be after the tree.”

“Tree?” Kordelia asked.

“It’s… a long story. Basically, what’s left of my aunt—er, Gertrude, is in some sort of magical tree. It’s small. Fatiha wants the Liahona so she’s pressing the attack, but if we get access to that tree and Gertrude, we open the gateway and gain access to the magic of Avalon. Of course, she’ll press the attack, but also guard that tree with a strong force.”

“Let’s be ready for her, then,” Ebrill said. “And be ready to make our getaway.”

We all agreed, finished dressing, and made our way out of there. Steph had demonstrated foresight by parking the car a couple of blocks away earlier, and now we slipped out the new back—set up since I had rearranged the place with my transmutation magic—and kept low. Ebrill used her cloaking spell now that the memory of it had come back to her. At this point, she explained as we went, she felt that most, if not all, of her memories had returned.

We reached the perfect spot, hidden among the trees of a nearby house on a hill. From here, we could see my aunt’s house and the surrounding area. At the moment, all was calm. Not even a wind to sway the trees, or a dog’s bark to break the quiet. The purr of an electric car sounded. The car appeared down the street a moment later and drove by, but other than