The Majestic rising (Finished)

Back story.,

TJ pov:

I was told by Tyrus to get Cyllic and Penelope. I was not really keen on the idea, I had been the reason for her not wanting to be with us. What if I made a mistake again? I went to the room, before going to sleep Cyllic had contacted me where they were. I opened the door quietly looking cautiously into the room, not really wanting to wake them up by startling them. I looked and saw Penelope looking at me, her big blue eyes were softly staring at me. She smiled softly at me, she was laying on Cyllics bare stomach he was on his back, she was teasing the markings we had placed on him. She gestured for me to come over.

“You okay?”

She asked, as if I was the one who had been angry, her asking and the warmth in her voice. I layed down on the other side of Cyllic, on his shoulder, feeling his warmth and his heartbeat making me less nervous.

“Im okay, but i'm sorry for what I said, or how I said it”

I tried frantically to explain, digging myself into a deeper hole than I would like to, but I was trying to apologize and explain at the same time, it was like she knew what I was trying, she placed a hand on my cheek, reached over and kissed me on my lips, it took me by surprise but the kiss was more than a few seconds, witch I thought it would be, but when she did not pull away I could not control myself, kissing her deeply grabbing her nape and taking her closer to me, she moaned and let me slip in my tongue, it was different than kissing the others, we would fight for dominance but now it was different, she was giving me control but was still controlling the tempo.

“This is way to hot for me to keep quiet”

We broke the kiss and looked down at Cyllic that was smirking and enjoying the show. We both looked at one another and smiled, this was the most I had relaxed since meeting her, it was so natural for us to be here, to be together.

“Why are you here Tiny?”

Cyllic asked, full well knowing why I was there, but I had a feeling he just wanted to hear my aroused voice.

“Tea is ready” I said, laying down on my hand that was placed on his belly. I was smiling at him, he smiled back and looked at Penelope.

“Nicknames?”

I did not get it but apparently Cyllic was completely on her page of thinking.

“This here,”

He said as he was stroking my hair.

“Is Tiny, He is the youngest and before you, the shortest. Liam and King are Puppy, he used to hate the nickname but now he endorses it. Stud is Tyrus, because he is a horse. My name differs, between plantlife, flower, sometimes a specific flower. We are all sugar in Tyrus' mind. You will hear more later”

We got out of bed. I wanted to hold Penelope's hand, but was not sure if it was okay, so we walked into the kitchen. They had set it up quite nicely, at least 12 different cakes, sandwiches, coffee and tea. Some Sodas as well. I took Penelope to the chair that was hers, in front of her were the documents that we had made. For her to read. She glanced at them realizing what they were but showed them aside.

“Are you not reading them?”

I asked, a little disappointed that she did not care for the job we had put in.

“I will, later, now I want to talk, and get things straight instead of my hormones causing this constant disbelief, or insecurities. I have never in my life felt like this before. So vulnerable that I am when I am with you.”

Alex pov:

I understood what she meant, feeling insecure and wanting to figure out how this whole thing works. We all took some cake, Penelope more eager than I thought, guess Tyrus was right about her liking cake, not that you could see it on her body.

“If I have questions about something, and someone other than Cyllic answers, I might turn to him, and see if you are telling the truth, not that I don't want to trust you, but because… I don't know, it's easier to believe if it comes from the one guy who cannot lie.”

We all just smiled and sat back, understanding her, the feelings she was feeling was because of the different pulls and bondings she was forming all at once. We had all taken our time to form one bond at a time, and had given the time to do so. But we had bombarded her with all of us from the start, stumbling over the fact that she had no idea of our realms, our species or otherwise. It was a wonder she was this understanding and forthcoming.

“We get it love, Cyllic is the most sincere here, and he will without a doubt tell the truth, and we will not get hurt with you seeking comfort in Cyllic. We implore it actually”

Gabe said, it was true, even if she had just told us she would seek refuge in Cyllic she did not this moment, taking in the information and accepting it as it was presented to her. She took a sip of the coffee Tyrus had made for her, a bit of cream and two sugars.

“So what do you want to know?”

Gabe asked. She shrugged.

“Everything?”

I smiled, that would take a while. Liam and Gabe looked at one another. Nodding.

“Okay.”

Gabe took a deep breath. Before starting his story, as it was the first one to start, or rather the one that was easier to follow as the first one.

“My name Is Gabe, I am 233 years old. I was born in 1789 by a poor family my mother and father would produce offspring like f*****g rabbits, my father was a farmer, and could sustain our life until I was around 10. a draught hit and after that a flooding, he could no longer put food on the table. Myself and my 5 older siblings were sold to slave traders to help with keeping our yunger siblings alive. I was sold shortly after getting sold to the slavers. I was sold quite a few times, first as an errand boy, later a stable boy and so on. The last job I had was as a butler in training at a rather good neighborhood. My employer got into trouble with the law and as a result to pay his debt he sold me to a very rich man. He was a vampire. A pure blooded one. I was 20 when he got his hands on me, keeping me as a pet to start with, then one day he got drunk, very drunk. He bedded me, and turned me. When a Child, as I was at that age, gets turned. We turn to our instincts when we wake, most of the time, being turned by a pureblood takes the life of the one they turn. But I was different. When I woke from my turning, he was laying there asleep and unaware of the nightmare he had made. He woke up, and got aroused, not aware that bedding me after turning me would mean his death, was his mistake. Being turned by a pureblood, transformes the way you feed, mine is by s****l contact, either via mouth or via ass. I was not able to control my actions and ended up drying him of his blood. Him finding out too late. I was later found by this man's Father. I had killed his son, but he was not sad about the fact, his son was not acting as a competent vampire, he was quite happy about his sacrifice. The man told me everything his son owned was now mine, that I could do anything I wanted. Not knowing what I wanted, I just followed the flow. I started traveling, trying to find meaning. I went to Mexico and ended up joining the army during the American Civil war. in 1861. I had walked and lived in a slumb until I met Liam and King. I had helped the army, but I got tired of it. Bored actually. I followed a scent, a scent I wanted, I needed so to speak, I was obsessed. When I met King, he was fighting what we call rouges, or lawless. Were People who do not want to follow the laws appointed to them. Liam had kept them under control in their fight for the throne. Liam was not happy with finding out I was his mate, the bond was pulling him to me, and he ended up stalking me for a few months before actually giving into the pull. We were together for 60 years before Cyllic and then Tyrus joined us.”

Gabe explained and she listened, she was now following the whole story, she had heard all our stories, well not Alex or curt. She was just sitting listening, eating a lot of cake. Jesus she could eat, cute as she was when eating. It was so nice seeing her relaxing.

“What about Liam?”

I smiled.

“My family is still alive, we basically live forever, they are actually annoyed they haven't met you yet, or your kids. We told mother and father that some more time was needed. I am an only child. But they have taken in all of my mates, them being without parents, or parents who cut them off. My parents love all of us, as their own.”

Liam was smiling, it was true we all loved them, and they loved us, hell they were probably the reason why Liam and Gabe ended up together, because they did not want Liam to give up having a mate, a fated mate. They knew the feeling of that and male or female they wanted that feeling for their child. Falling in love with Gabe and later all of us. Helping us through everything as our worlds was crubeling and helping us with building up our relationships and lives togeather.