Fate, My Elementals & I (Breaking Borders)

My Lake

*** Evony's Pov ***

After confirming with Fero that he settled our newest additions in, I decided to try and get some rest myself. Laying next to Addanon always felt like a fantasy. The circumstances in which this was happening have me a bit muddled. I am sad he is hurt, proud it was to protect an innocent person and happy because even though he is injured, I have a reason to be in the same bed as him. The others are settled in their cots, surrounding us. I felt this overwhelming sense of joy at having them all in here with me, but it is shadowed by Addanon's unconscious state.

Staring at his side profile, complete with a frowning mouth, day-old stubble and curls scattered about, I was tempted to use this time to delve into his mind. See what happened between him and Josie. The day he spent with his new friends. I decided against it, though. He should be able to trust me. I know his reservations towards me, no need to give him anymore ammunition.

Bren was on the cot beside Addy, his scar, for some reason, gave off a glow. Devion, to the foot, and my Lake, behind me. I turned, feeling him shift. He was just looking at me, but at the same time, seeing nothing.

"Lake?" I whispered to gain his attention. A sweet sad smile graced his face. He scooched closer to me until our lips were a hair breath apart.

"I need you to see why I was late for him. I need you to know that it was important. Evony," he let out a shaky breath, "Evony, that demon was going to kill him if I didn't show up. I don't know how, but he was. Please, Sprite, you have to see it was important," he pleaded.

I never ventured the thought of even blaming him for not getting to Addanon soon enough. To know this was bothering him so badly he wanted me to invade his memories. To see and let him know, I understand, made another layer of anguish reside in my heart. I did my very best not to cry or scream. The way I had done, when we found Brennon. I wanted to be strong and level headed. It never occurred to me that they may have needed my comfort.

"Before I do so, I need you to understand, that in no uncertain terms, would I ever blame you for what happened tonight. Addanon is the earth's host, he is your brother, my guardian, but most of all, he is a protector. He made his choices that led to tonight, but that corrupted defector is at fault for the damage done," I reassured him, before placing my hands on the sides of his hand, touching our foreheads together.

Walking through the door, he opened for me in his mind. I became privy to the events from Cannon's end that led up to the fight.

"Oh my Lake. You at least know that he truly loves you. I saw it in his eyes, it was undeniable," I said to him, holding him closely to me, and then reassured him, "Also, there is nothing for me to forgive or for you to feel guilty over. You did what you could, as quickly as possible. I am proud of you, as well Can."

He cried into my arms until his breathing leveled out and he fell asleep. Playing with his hair, feeling his breath on my chest and shoulder lulled me into a sense of security, knowing that despite how hard it was tonight, we still have each other. There are so many things, mysteries and puzzles to be solved, but for now I will just lie here in the presence of my guys.

Making sure that I kept a channel between Addanon and I for his healing to continue, easing any pain he may be feeling, I closed my eyes.

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"Mmmm...," feeling kisses being placed all over my chest, neck and face was adorable, no matter how tired I was. I know the slight chill meant it was Can, and the poke I kept feeling on my thigh meant that his thoughts may have been heavy before we fell asleep, but I believe the same reason Dev turned into beast mode, no questions asked, may have gotten to Cannon.

"Sprite, I.... I need you..." he released in puffs, practically humping the leg I had near him. Knowing I had to help him release and ease his excitement, I opened my eyes, to see his glowing. His normally perfect hair was messed up and rumpled, making my heart race. Those eyes, pleading for my everything, made my stomach tighten. Cannon is filled to the brim with love. He came from it and has had no output for years since his Dad died. Knowing that I am the recipient of this reservoir, at first may have intimidated me. I've asked myself why, but with the surety that Fate sanctions this, I am empowered.

"Come with me..." I whispered, teasing him, by stalling while I climbed over him, grinding down on his hard on, making him hiss. A little giggle escaped and he shushed me. I shook my head and did a tip-toe run to the bathroom. He followed closely behind, making sure to keep touching me along the way. Knowing in my heart he needs this on a deeper level, more than just Fate's calling, he needs to know that he isn't alone. That despite the anticipated loss of yet another parent, that he has a family with us.

Once he closed the door as quietly as possible, all playfulness was wiped off his face. Devion had given me his extra large V-neck t-shirt that skimmed right above my knees, right before he went to bed, as my robe had some of Addy's blood on it. My full perky breasts had mounds that peaked from the top, n*****s protruding, as I stood closer to the sink, when he turned around with that smoldering look. Making my breath hitch as he stalked towards me.

My vanity countertop wasn't crowded with any products, as I am sure Brennon put them all away in the cupboards below, but I didn't have time to ponder whether his OCD was a side effect to his captivity or was it something he always did prior, as Cannon grabbed hold of my a$s and lifted me onto it. Finally, not having to twist, angle or bend to look at me, I was almost eye level, he placed his hands on either side of me on the counter and leaned forward into my personal space and just stared at me.

The look was intense, as I could see all the emotions he had fighting for a place, but the love he had, how he cherished me, won out in the end. I looked back at him hoping he saw the same. That, no matter what, I was just as much as his. He smiled, the wicked one that always made me get that tingling feeling between my legs.

"You're not a virgin anymore, Sprite," he stated. No malicious tone, no anger, wasn't a question, just a simple fact he was stating. I shook my head no because I had yet to erase all guilt completely towards the situation, as I had wished to be with them all, at once, when we did move to the next step in our relationship. The thought of making love to all of them in a meadow on a large picnic blanket, was a reoccurring dream I have had since May. However, I am quite sure that there was something odd about the place. It looked different. It didn't look like the mortal realm at all.

"So then you understand that I do not want to stop, like I did the night in the jacuzzi?" he asked. I nodded. My words seemed to have left me as I couldn't get past the way he was observing me, like something to study. At this time, I felt a sheen form on my skin, making the olive tone glow under the dimmed lighting, my breathing was a bit fast and the smell of my arousal wafted through the air.

"I have never done any of this, but I am a young healthy man, with an active imagination, and the thought of a beautiful goddess coming to whisk me away, like the Rapunzel that I am. So, I decided to explore and educate myself on different situations. I will list all of what I wish to happen and then in turn you tell me if there is any request you feel uncomfortable with. Not during, after," he pecked my lips, then made an inch space and asked, "Do you understand, my love?" and like the pecking chicken I am, I nodded.

"Good girl, Sprite, I want to eat, lick and devour that peach of yours while I stroke my c**k, while you take that tee off. When I am near to my peak, I will stop. I want you to get on your then wobbly knees and suck on my b@lls. Once you have made them all wet and made me unable to think straight, you have to put my shaft into your mouth where I am going to finish while you deep throat me. I will then arch my back and support myself for you to slip behind me and rim me, while you stoke me back to life. You will then return to this top while I proceed to enjoy that fluffy main course of yours. When I have you grinding, soaking and unable to speak coherent words, I will enter into that tight, warm, slippery slot and slow stoke you at first, then go faster, alternating between the speeds, because I am that infuriating and wish for it to last as long as possible. I will place your legs high upon my shoulder, because I have seen how flexible you are, Love, and I can't wait to bend you like a pretzel when the room we're in permits it. Suck on those heavy melons, that are the best pillows any man could have. Leave love bites all over them, bite down on your n*****s and devour your mouth, so you taste the arousal that stained my tongue from earlier. I will then help you down, turn you around and slam in from behind. At first my hands would be preoccupied with gripping onto your full bosom, because I am sure I wouldn't have had enough of them, then one hand will easily slip between those delectable thighs and rub on your..." he stopped speaking then, winked, smirked and continued, "As you call it..." leaning closer to my ear to whisper, "Toot button..." Making me blush all shades possible, because I had no idea he heard me when I said it the night before he left.

Repositioning himself to maintain eye contact again. Showing how smug he was about making me squirm, he continued,"That way, we will c****x together. Like I intend to stay for as long as Fate allows. Before I do all this, there are two things you need to know about me. One I did have relations with a young lady during my grieving stage for Eddie, which did not result in s*x, but I did regret it once the haze was over," he paused then, to make sure I wasn't unhappy with the information. It may not have been the best news, but I appreciated his honesty and I knew that it would only be me from here on out, so it didn't matter. When he saw no change, he proceeded to number two. "During the fight, when we were on the defensive, trapped for a short moment, I had lost hope. When the idea that we may not make it back to you, that we would either cease to exist or be captured... " he hung his head slightly closing his eyes. Admitting weakness is not a common thing for Cannon. Allowing himself to be vulnerable or unsure was not his "game plan" for himself. So this was probably that hard for him to confess, but I stayed silent, allowing him to come to terms with this. See it as a form of strength. That the confessing of his fears, was him opening up and becoming a better version of himself in the process. Letting out a sigh, he said while opening his eyes that were filled with tears, "The idea that I wouldn't have had the opportunity to tell you that you are my home, my happiness and the love of my life was what frightened me the most. It made me want to fight harder just to get back to you. Even if it meant, on my last breath, I got to profess my feelings for you, I would have done it. I love you Evony, Queen of the Fatum."