Chapter 45: Hear our cries.
Nana:
Her tanned skin glowed beautifully as the reflective rays of the rushing water, casted a dancing symphony of rainbows as she slid her hands down his meaty girth with a deep exhale.
The chesty vibration along my tingling back had me shuttering as his fingers pinched and rolled my nipples, while Lana positioned herself to take him up the ass.
Holding her soft, gentle hands as she carefully inserted every inch of his glorious cock, watching the green glow brightly with a deep exhaling gaze of pure bliss.
“You’re both beautiful.” Draven growled darkly along my neck, huffing a deep breath as Lana inched forward, sliding the black ribbed shaft into her core as it pushed and grinded along my quivering walls.
Exhaling a pleasured moan, feeling Draven grind his hips along my backside as Lana rolled her hips, causing the friction to heighten our senses as we bucked, and pulled against one another. Moaning loudly as her warm hands held tightly to my rib cage.
Cupping her soft, supple breasts as Draven shifted the speed, catching our breaths as our pleasured screams ripped freely from our mouths. Riding the first wave of crashing heat, being flipped over as Draven took control with a loud smack along our thighs.
“DRAVEN!” Slipped our mouths in a blissful scream as sweat coated our panting, goose riddled bodies with an earth shattering euphoria.
Pushing our chests into one another as our lips fondled and caressed each other, absorbing our screaming moans as Draven piston thrusted into Lana, causing the ridged girth to thrust harder into my core, losing my thought as we both unraveled at this man’s merciless technique.
“Draven!” Moaning loudly as our hardened nipples, stroked and pressed, sending tantalizing shocks of electricity through our spines, crashing down in a loud roaring slur of sounds.
Large, sizzling palms, flipped me over as we laid side-by-side, watching the beast unleashed his fury across our chests as his hot, sticky seed splattered, and pooled along our muscular lines. Humming in a euphoric melody as the warmth, soaked deeply into our skin.
“Fuck!” He roared triumphantly as a ball of purple flame spit from his tongue, diving into our embrace, capturing our lips with a heated passion.
Desperate for breath as we laid in a huddled pile of sweaty, flesh and limbs.
“Nuwa has blessed us greatly.” Draven purred softly, kissing us gently as he pulled us to our feet, playfully smacking our asses, striping the bed as we sauntered off into the bathroom.
Removing the strap-on with a satisfied sigh as Lana fired the shower with a bright smile as the hot water sang beautifully to our tender muscles as a strange humming filled my head. Looking around as Lana scrubbed my back, shaking off the strange sensation rinsing the soap from our bodies.
“Nan, you okay?” Lana looked at me strangely, feeling another strange sensation as Draven slipped into the shower, kissing our cheeks as we wrapped towels around our blissfully pleased bodies.
Smiling softly as we slipped into the on-suit closet.
“Lana, do you feel a weird… sensation?” I looked over my shoulder as we dressed comfortably in sweats and t-shirts with smiles, watching as she placed her hand gently over her stomach.
“I heard humming, but it could be the generators down by the river.” She smiled softly as we hugged, knowing Nuwa was watching over us.
Loud banging drew our attention as Draven slipped into the closet, quickly grabbing sweats as he motioned for us to stay. Following him out as the bedroom door clicked closed.
“Who would knock like that?” We questioned ourselves as loud, roaring growls erupted from the living room, darting out as the girls cried in panic hearing the loud commotion.
Rounding the corner as the humming grew louder, stopping mid-step as a petite, wavy brown haired woman stood with a tall, dark auburn male with the deepest blue eyes I remembered saying a sorrowful “Good-bye” too.
Clenching my chest in a emotional gasp.
“Anna, Ben!” My hands clasped over my mouth as they turned with sad smiles, noticing the blood soaked into their “servants” clothing.
Screaming cries broke us from our shock as we scurried over to the girls, squirming angrily in their swings.
“Shush. My precious gems.” I cooed softly as Keilani gripped my finger with those goofy brows, scrunched together in a sour face.
Lana bounced Ailana in her arms as Lena quickly dropped to the floor, making faces at Heilani and her angry scowl like her father.
“Let me guess. Ailana, Heilani, and Keilani.” Anna smiled softly as she pointed to each girl like she knew them personally.
Lana looked at me surprised as Anna held my tender gaze with large tears rolling freely from her eyes.
“I missed you.” She exhaled as she collapsed into my arms with Keilani whimpering, kissing her forehead with a heavy heart.
“Long time old friend. Long time.” I whispered as Ben stood silently, watching his wife and dragon re-unite after decades of being apart.
“Nan, Lana, come to the boys’ room.” Draven linked with a shaky tone as Dirk appeared with a mixed expression as he hugged Ben with a heavy pat to the back.
“The girls are fine with me. I’ll show Ben and Anna a spare room to clean-up and change.” Dirk spoke softly as Anna checked him over with a large smile.
Quickly securing the girls in their swings as we rushed down the south wing with Lena right behind, hearing talking and commotion erupting from the room.
Opening the door as Amelia rushed around the bed, soaked in crimson, smelling a foul metallic odor as a frail, and malnourished Onyx laid unconscious. Gasping loudly as we rushed in, checking the boys before assisting Amelia with cleaning her down.
“How did they get her out?” I asked shocked as their fear stricken eyes roamed over her frail, pale body with defeated expressions as Draven and Drogo stood behind them with firm grips on their shoulders.
My heart hurting for them.
“We haven’t got that far yet.” Birgir exhaled heavily as he ran his hands over his pained face, tugging at his tussled locks.
Mikkel and Davyn sat with stone expressions as they watched us drop towel, after towel of blood soaked material into a bucket, realizing exactly what caused this.
“They fucking raped her.” Lana hissed darkly in link as we slowly peeled the sheet away from her heavily bruised, and battered chest, gasping at the patch of bloody flesh exposed where her mark should have rested.
“Oh, sweet child.” I exhaled heavily, running my hand over her sweat soaked forehead.
“She has a fever, massive blood loss and severely beaten.” Amelia looked over her shoulder, watching the boys crumble with each word.
Her hazel green orbs, flashing with a fear that Lana and I knew was expected as we carefully addressed the bloody wounds across her chest, face, and abdomen. Onyx’s eyes fluttered open as her hand lifted weakly from the blood soaked sheets.
“My…trio.” She whispered softly as they rushed to the bed side, gently caressing her face and hands as she smiled softly at them, watching as her hand dropped limply to the bed and her eyes closed.
“ONYX!” They shouted in panic as Amelia pushed past, touching her fingers to her neck as our blood ran cold.
“BYRON!!!” Amelia shouted as she sprang onto the bed, straddling her torso as she started compressions to keep her heart pumping as the boys stood frozen in place.
“ONYX! OH, GOD!” The boys rasped in a fearful tone as Amelia nodded to me to check her pulse, feeling nothing as I climbed into the bed, breathing for Onyx as Amelia continued CPR.
The door slammed opened as Byron rushed over not blinking an eye, pulling back as Byron scooped Onyx’s limp body into his chest as Amelia continued breathing for Onyx. Some kind of portal appeared as they were gone, leaving us in silence as I sat on my heels in complete shock.
Loud, screeching roars filled the room as Davyn, Birgir, and Mikkel clenched their chests with an agonizing cry of pain, collapsing to the ground with heavy thuds.
Rushing to them as their fists clenched tightly to their marks, roaring in a painful sorrowful.
“She’s dying.” They cried out as we all froze in shock with fear laced across our faces, holding the boys steady in our hands as they slipped unconscious with the excruciating pain of broken hearts.
“BOYS!” We shouted in fear, tears staining our cheeks with the unknown.
She can’t die. This is not how it’s supposed to be.
Nuwa! Please hear our cries, save her…Save her.