Fate, My Elementals & I (Breaking Borders)

Surprises

*** Devion's Pov ***

"Hey you," I called to Evony, poking my head into her office. She's been awfully quiet since Can and Addy left. I was slightly worried about her.

"Dev, come in.." she gestured for me to look at something on her desk. It was a list of some things I am sure she wanted me to ask Cannon to bring in.

"Sure, I'll send it. Fairy you shouldn't be working, it's Christmas Eve. Everyone is out and about hanging decorations, even Bren is helping with roasting the meat for tonight," I tried to convince her.

"I know, I just can't seem to sit still my Storm...." she said meekly, and I knew then that there was something she was hiding from me.

I kneeled and swiveled her chair to face me, "Fairy, tell me what's bothering you please...." I begged. "Didn't you like the surprise, yesterday?" I asked in hope she would at least smile, knowing full well that she did.

"Of course! Do you know how long I hoped Bren would shave and get a proper hair cut? Thank you so much for convincing him. Fate knows he was beautiful already, but well groomed, gorgeous and you..." she pointed at me and then leaned forward, giving me a slow tantalizing kiss that made my toes curl, "Were the artist that made it happen. Thank you my Storm."

"Then what is it really?" I inquired.

"You have to know something first, and I hope you don't feel violated or anything......." when I gave her a questioning, confused look, she continued, "I can more than locate you. I can feel your deepest, truest emotions."

"Like Fero?" I asked, not really understanding why she was so cautious about this.

"No, it's just for you four. I know I said my powers don't work on you all, but if you feel something strong enough, I can sense it," she explained.

"That's not exactly a bad thing, Fairy. To me, all that means is you can tell just how devoted we are to you," I attempted to alleviate her worry.

She gave me a weak smile, shaking her head, answering, "Addanon may have completed his task yesterday. He was anxious and then heartbroken."

"Oh....... and you could feel that? That must have been so difficult to deal with. I'm sorry you had to experience his pain and love towards another," I bent my head, cursing Addanon's lack of self-control, while we waited for Evony.

"No, I...... I don't mind. I will forever be grateful to her for being with him when he needed someone. I could never truly be angry or upset about it. It's just I know he won't be free of this feeling soon........ An..... And I won't even be allowed to comfort him," she admitted.

I can't begin to imagine what that must be like. If what I feel for her and what I know she feels for me, is exactly how she and Addy are supposed to be equally, then I would think Addanon could hold a mean grudge. I could never stay away from her the way he does. I look for her everywhere she is. I am always the first to sense when she enters the room. I'll try to convince him to let Evony in, even if as a friend. Feeling the pain and still not being able to help must be traumatic for her.

"Well, we never really know. You said you feel our deepest, right? I'm sure you could feel how he feels about you, truly. Just give him some time to let his actions reflect that. Now that he's made the decision to end things with Josie, we will speak with him about you, hmmm?" I tried coaxing.

She nodded her head, smiling a little, "You always know the right thing to say to me, don't you?" kissing me with each word.

Seeing her finally a little brighter, I asked her to follow me to her room. She complied, though still voicing that we didn't need to go to her room for privacy if my intentions were what she hoped. That she was more than willing to mess up her office with me. Sometimes I question where these naughty words come from, along with her willingness to please us. The way I see it, we should focus on pleasing her.

"Close your eyes," I ordered, to which she obeyed readily. Shuffling her into the room and closing the doors behind her, I stood in front of her to gauge her reaction. "Okay, open them now."

"Gasp! Devion you did all this for me? How.... when... I........ Thank you," she ended in a whisper, tearing up.

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*** Evony's Pov ***

Seeing my room with scattered flower petals of all colors, a high table-bed with towels and candles lit was already wonderful to me, but when he handed me a robe and informed me he was going to give me a massage, I got so excited, I started stripping right in front of him.

For some reason, with Devion I am not as self-conscious as I was with Cannon the night before he left. Knowing that everything he said that night was true and they all found me equally attractive, no reassurance was needed now. Right now, I was going to be pampered by this giant, sensitive, chocolate man. How he's so gentle I will never know, but I will never complain.

He helped me up on the table, making me marvel at how easily he did it. I wasn't exactly light. His biceps bulged, but no evidence of strain was seen otherwise. I refused to wear the robe provided I wanted his strong hands on my skin, needing the intimacy it offered. By the time he loosened all the knots in my shoulders, arms and mid back, my body, though in a relaxed state, was wound tight internally. Feeling him glide those skilled fingers down my spine in a fluent motion, sent shivers to my sweet spot and I found myself praying he went lower.

I couldn't contain my words of praise and moans once he got to work on my feet, calves and thighs. I felt like jelly and all the stress of tomorrow forgotten. My thirsty self jumped the gun when I thought he was going to neglect my butt.

"Devvvv...." I whined, wiggling and effectively making my a$$ cheeks clap. I heard him struggling to pull air into his lungs, muttering about me wanting to kill him. The smirk I had on, was completely wiped off when he s*****d me, which sounded harder than it actually was, sending ripples across my skin and making me leak and squeal out in surprise.

"Daddy doesn't like bratty girls. Now be good or you won't get what your craving for.." he lowered himself to whisper in my ear, making me whimper in anticipation. I knew a man that looked like him had to have some kind of dominance, but he always allowed me to do as I pleased with him, so it slipped me that it might be this way.

Slap! Another palm to cheek, making me wonder how much liquid the towel beneath me could really hold. "I didn't hear you baby girl.... do you understand?" he authoritatively asserted.

The only answer I could get out was a breathy fretful, "Yes, Daddy."

Feeling his palms rub away the remaining sting, all oiled up, my hips, due to no fault of mine, were raised to meet them, earning me another smack, aimed at the sensitive joining of my cushion and thigh. So close to the spot that ached for attention.

"Urrrgggghhhhh," I tried to muffle my moan into the tiny pillow beneath me.

Crack! On the other side, in the twin spot. "Don't be greedy. You will be rewarded...." he teased, in a low husky tone, that had me creaming.

Forcing myself to remain still, while he worshiped my rump, was not easy, especially when the punishment made a twisting of pleasure form right above my womanhood. He finally completed his mission, making me a panting oily mess and lifted his hands. Knowing better than saying anything to disturb his flow again, in fear he might make me wait longer, I remained quiet and patient. I felt my cheeks parted and a wet swipe almost made me jump. It took the second lick for me to realize this man was feasting on my ass. Ohhhh Fateeeee!!!!!!!!!!!

He delved in with gusto, making my eyes roll back into my skull, my breath became uneven, and I mewled. Yes mewled! Like a damn cat. All I could think of was that damn tongue doing things I never knew could be done in this part of my body. My brain short circuited and my tongue hung out of my mouth when he stuck his finger into my weeping neglected hole. In and out, it went, hitting its target. By the time he lifted his face, I had a little pool of saliva formed on the side of mine. I didn't care. Nothing else mattered, other than I just orgasmed from having my fanny devoured and my treasure, as he calls it, pummelled. I was limp and pliant. He turned me around and allowed me to view the satisfied grin that was plastered on his handsome mug.

It wasn't until he walked away and I heard water splashing did I turn my head and whisper to myself, "What the actual f0ck!"

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The rest of the day passed me by without a care in the world. I was happy and giddy. We all ate and danced about and joked. Some of the families exchanged gifts and the children presented me with drawings of myself making me laugh. The camaraderie was gift enough for me. Seeing my people smile and enjoy themselves, even though we don't have the same religious views as the mortal world, I am happy we chose to keep the spirit. Lately, the ones joining us are lost and this will remind them who we are and the gift of being a Fatum.

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"The food was delicious and done just right," I complimented Bren as he walked me to my room. Devion stayed behind to help clean up as Bren helped to prepare.

"Thanks, although I don't think I deserve any credit for that," he blushed. Since his haircut and clean shave, he looks even younger and all I can think of is kissing his bare face.

"Don't sell yourself short. The meat was tender and juicy, all the flavors were locked in. Only the proper heat could have done that," I said.

"Well.... uh this is you...," he trailed when we got to my door. I wasn't sure why we barely did anything more than kiss since that first time in my office, but I do know I didn't want to be alone tonight.

"Stay with me tonight. My Flame, I've missed you," I voiced, while wrapping my arms around his neck and tiptoeing to meet his lips. The kiss burned a fire in me that made me realize what I needed. All of him. Deepening the kiss, I backed up, never letting go. I heard the door slam shut and I released him, only to start unbottoning his shirt and suck and lick every bit of exposed skin.

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*** Brennon's Pov ***

"Wait, wait. Please Angel.." I begged. No matter how good it felt, I needed her to know.

"What am I wrong?" she asked insecurely, stepping away from me. I reached for her, pulling her closer and guiding us to sit on the bed.

"No Angel. I just....... I don't know how you could want me? I am not saying anything is wrong with you. It's me. I know that the piece of your core you loaned me has been returned to you. That mine is now clean. There's still my head. I still hear them, reminding me that you deserve better than me. I am not yet worthy," I sighed, hating that I sounded like a broken record. She is so trusting of me and I can't seem to move on from everything that happened to me.

"Bren, look at me..," she requested and when I did, she smiled, placed her palm on my face, voicing something I never thought I could ever hear from her. "You know I saw your heart and memories. How could I see all that and not know the love you have for me? How could I not bask in that love and return it? I love you, my Flame. You are mine, but you seem to forget that I am yours in return. If you don't deserve me, then who does?"

Instead of answering, I kissed her as passionately as I could. Unsure of what would make her feel good and make the experience work out, I froze once we were both naked. She was lying on the bed after I slid off her red lace underwear. Sitting up, she grabbed hold of my manhood and leaning forward, placing it in her mouth. My breathing became labored, all my worries flew out the door and my attention was on the warm breath, drenched mouth and mischievous tongue that kept teasing my slit.

"Ahhhhh... aaahhhh, Angel......" panting, I tried to articulate that I was going to finish once she started going lower and fondling my b@lls, with her curious hand. My knees felt weak and I wondered if I would ever be able to stand again. The mistake I made was opening my eyes, which had shut close tight the second she licked at the vein on the underside. Looking down at her, aqua-marine eyes watery and tearing, nostrils flaring to try to provide her with enough oxygen as she attempted to swallow my ten and half inch c0ck and saliva dripping from her mouth, my w00d and jewels, that she refused to neglect. I gasped, felt my stomach and stones tighten and then let go.

"Evonyyyy!!" I screamed out as I finished down her throat. She lapped it up, sticking out her tongue for me to see, all gone, making me stay rock hard. She smiled and kissed the sensitive tip, causing my knees to buckle slightly.

She then settled on her elbows and forearms, wordlessly letting me know it was my turn to savor her taste, by lifting her meaty legs to form a V. I gulped as she licked her lips, watching the other pair glisten with evidence that she enjoyed what she had done to me.

Not wasting time or trying to second guess my natural reactions, I went on my knees and with enthusiasm made out with the only pu$$y I would ever want. Her mound was a fleshy waxed cushion for my nose, allowing me to breath in her intoxicating scent, ruining every other smell for me. I just wanted to bottle it, so I could sniff it whenever I wanted. Lapping at her entrance and the reactions, with her moans and gripping onto my hair, pulling until it was almost painful, made a hunger grow within me. Thankfully, my hands were occupied with supporting her legs, or I would have jerked myself off. Focusing on the holder of the most nerve endings in her body, was enough to have her screaming my name and giving me an endless supply of her nectar.

I belched, embarrassing myself and making her giggle. Which in turn embarrassed her when a wet sound came from her pink taco, making her hide her face.

"I know you are mortified that your box just spoke to me, but it uh... turned me on.." I said, hoping it would make her feel less awkward.

She looked at me, tilting her head and opening her arms as a welcome to embrace me. Never needing another invitation, I lay over her propping myself up in fear of hurting her. She gave me the sweetest smile and caressed my features, asking, "How are you so beautiful?"

Not having an answer to that, I just kissed her. She got me to relax and had my chest against her personal air bags, the thighs that would either save lives or suffocate me, which I have genuinely had no issues with ... I will die a happy man.... are wrapped tightly around me, making my hotdog nuzzle against the buns it's meant to go between.

"Please Bren, I need you in me," she cooed, and I knew I needed the same. So I lifted my hips, used my hand to position at her entrance, making sure one last time, "Are you sure, Angel?"

"Brennon, if you do not slam that meatstick in me, I will find a way to use my powers on you!" she growled. Note to self, never question Evony when she's horny. Right next to the other warnings of never try to touch her food and always give her sweets when she's upset.

"I love you so much Evony," was what I said, as I gently eased myself into a snug, slippery opening that was pure euphoria. I trembled once I was half way buried, already breaking through her thin barrier, shocking myself, as I thought she had been with Cannon the night before he left. When I tried to stop at the time asking her about it, she let out exactly one tear each eye, that she allowed me to kiss away, before demanding that I put myself all in.

B@lls deep, I thought I was near exploding. Our sweaty bodies were both slick and finally able to move in and out, while making love to her mouth with mine. I accepted I would never be able to experience anything like this ever again, but each time she wanted me after this, I would willingly surrender to her. We climaxed together. I kissed all over her face and parts of her chest I could get at and remained wrapped up tightly by my mini octopus, head pillowed on her bre@sts.

As she played in my hair, and our breathing slowed, I felt a surge of power blanket over me. I lifted off to ask her, what it was that I felt, when she shook her head, placing her finger on my lips, effectively shushing me. A knock came at the door, along with Dev's voice, which sounded different, more dare I say lustful?

She called him in, making me scramble and slip out of her, causing her to wince.

"Sorry.... " I trailed, seeing the way they looked at each other.

"It's alright," she said, kissing me. Then she instructed me to get up. Once I had moved, she stood up and told Dev that he had to wait, confusing me.

"Come," she called to me, which I blindly followed, not completely sure why I was not asking what the hell.

An odd confidence had come over her, but I knew it was the power surge, we saw it before, when three out of four of us connected to her core, causing a permanent link with her.

We showered and cuddled, meeting an agitated, muddled Dev at the door.

Evony looked at me, "I must bond with him, will you stay?" The look on her face let me know she hoped I would. I wasn't sure about this. It never occurred to me that we would ever see each other with her, but in no way was it uncomfortable. I couldn't say no to her either. I nodded and went to sit on the bed.

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*** Evony's Pov ***

Devion was the tornado that I expected. Not a touch of gentleness. Once I gave him the okay, he lifted me to his waist, placed me up against the wall near the bathroom door and slammed right into me, growling in my ear as he pounded down town raw. His swift pace made me dizzy with pleasure and hoarse from all the screaming.

I know what I asked of Bren, staying there, seeing this, may have been selfish on my part, but I just couldn't imagine being without either of them at the moment. They were mine. As I reached the crescendo, both with my body and the high pitch note I let out, I knew this needed to be done. I did promise, I would obey when Fate called....

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Warm and toasty sandwiched between two men, equally wonderful in their own way, I finally felt satiated. At first, I didn't want to rush Bren into having s*x, but something kept telling me I needed to. Many told me that Devion would need me immediately after. However, after Bren and I finally professed our love, I felt it rude to just dismiss him in any way. I love Devion just the same, but he doesn't need the emotional reassurance my Flame does. This will not stop me from expressing it to him, though, at a more appropriate time, I believe.

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*** Devion's Pov ***

I felt some weight shifting off the bed and cracked my eye open. Bren was already up, mouth wide open and starting at two glowing circles in the room. I rubbed my eyes, adjusting to the little light in the room, and heard Bren whisper, "Angel, is that you?"

We heard this beautiful yet sorrowful sound come from her. Then, in my mind and from the look on Bren's face he did to, we heard her, "Addanon is hurt. Cannon needs you. I have called Fero here. I will send you to them."

It sounded like her voice, but plural and eerie. Fero came busting in, throwing clothes at us, shouting, "Ready for your first mission boys?"

Brennon and I looked at each other and got up to get dressed. As we did, Fero tried to explain why we were seeing a hole forming in thin air. Resembling a broken mirror, it continued to break, and folding outwards on itself, right next to her. The pitch she maintained seemed to be controlling the space being created.

Fero then yelled, "Are you listening to me?"

Brennon, who definitely was, answered, "Yeah, our brothers are in trouble. Our bonding with Evony provided her with the power to bend time and space, like the previous queen who created our realm. Got it. Oh, and Evony has to stay behind, not only for safety but to keep the uh portal... door thingy open also. Do I get to kill that ogre that locked me up?"

"If he's there, kid, do your thing. Have a Merry f0cking Christmas," was all Fero said.