One Shots By Lu

“I have to leave at midnight, baby.”

My head snapped up from the thigh high I was pulling up and I frowned. Vech was in a pair of jeans, boots already on, shirtless...hair wet from the shower we had just shared. He’d been home for twenty four hours and I couldn’t get enough of him...of course when Thalia wasn’t on his hip.

“You just got home from working a week straight and you can’t have a few days off?” I glowered at my husband, slipping into my lace panties that were as nude as my stockings.

“They need me. I made a vow to be at their service...” He started, pulling a cotton t-shirt over his head. Yea...blah. I’d heard this plenty of times. I rolled my eyes and went to him, stepped on my painted toes and wrapped my arms around him. Made sure that my breast were pressed accordingly against his chest.

“I need you. You made a vow to be at service to me too.” I smiled against his lips and he kissed me, pulled me closer by my hips, took my ass into his very skilled hands.

“And I will be forever.” Another kiss. Then he smacked my ass and let me go. “I’ve gotta go meet up with Judas. Get dressed. I’ll take you to lunch.” No complaint from me there. Xena had the kids for a couple of nights. She came for them often-especially after learning she was infertile. My friend hadn’t taken that news easily in the beginning. My heart hurt for her.

I watched my husband leave the room before I went to the closet and skimmed through my clothes before settling on a pink high wasted pencil skirt and a tight crop top that matched. Topped it off with golden jewelry and a pair of white pumps. Killer pumps.

The house was quiet all for the first shift staff cleaning up. I found Vech and Judas in the library downstairs. At my arrival their quiet conversation faded and they both gave me full attention. Didn’t even say a word. The look on their faces suggested they were a pack of wolves and I was a piece of steak. My husband was the first to sober.

“Change of plans, baby.” I heard that enough to know that lunch with him was off. I nearly shot through the roof.

“God damn it, Vech.” I actually almost stomped my foot-something Harmonia does when she doesn’t get her way. I did cross my arms and glare across the space at him. Hard.

“Something’s come up.” I’d also heard that enough. Fuck that. Judas itched the tip of his nose-Vech just stared at me, probably preparing himself for a fit.

“Something always comes up.” The look he gave me proved that he was truly sorry and I ran my hand through my hair. “Fine.” I puffed and left the study so that they could finish their little meeting. I was checking a message from Xena when I turned the corner to go upstairs when I ran into a body. A big one. A God one. My God. I gasped and almost fell backwards but Alastor’s hands were there, keeping me on my feet. When I looked up and met his gaze, I gasped again.

He’d been at The Isle. The realm where the God’s met up for meetings. His eyes that were always so blue and icy were glowing. Like really glowing, neon. It happened when he was angry or extremely aroused. Or both. A third gasp left me when he placed his hand on my cheek and my skin tingled. “To my chambers. Now.” Control...another one of his powers that he rarely used on me.

I whimpered and nearly came standing right there. “Yes, Sir,” I moaned...everything about it was sexual. Erotic. He turned away from me and started down the opposite side of the staircase, all the way to the back of the mansion where the door was that led down to the lowest level.

Certainly, plans had changed today.

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Those glowing blue eyes were almost frightening. Alastor’s chambers were dark today, all for the two wall lamps above his bed. His designated spot was the lounge area across the room...directly in front of my place on the bed. I wasn’t sure if it was always this dark down here...I couldn’t remember as I stared at those eyes. His body was barely visible as he sat in a chair, naked; his snow white hair that was usually pulled into a braid was down around his shoulders, his sacred tattoos blending in to the darkness, his cock was hard and laid rigid against his belly. So big and beautiful and I wanted it.

I was in the middle of the bed, my arms cuffed behind me to the metal headboard that he had sat me up against. I barely noticed the pain as I was too focused on the pleasure. It was a game we played often. He’d laid the vibrating wand between my legs, turned up to the highest setting, and told me to play. It was hard..my legs were starting to throb as I wiggled and rubbed and thrust against the toy without using my hands or arms. I still had my skirt on, up around my hips, and my nylons. But he’d gotten rid of the top and replaced it with heavy weights that were dangling from nipple clamps. My nipples had already gone numb..

He was being unfair today...I’d edged for the last hour. My back and ass and thighs burned from the beating he had given me with his whip. He was angry today...but not with me. Something that had happened at The Isle. He wasn’t usually so relentless like this. I’d lost count of the edges...it’d been a couple minutes since the last one and another orgasm built up. It was exhausting. “Can I please come, Sir?” I cried out for the millionth time in the last hour.

“Not yet, little beauty.” His answer never changed from his dark spot in that chair. I fell slack, jerked away from the wand and tears ran down my cheeks. Not because I was sad, or hurt, or afraid. But because I needed to come. I was becoming sore from the hard head of the wand.

“Again.” He said, using his control and just like that I was back on it...fucking the thing like my life depended it.

I swear it only took seconds this time. “Please let me come. I need to so bad-” I didn’t slow down. It didn’t matter what Alastor said this time. It was going to happen.

“Not yet, little-”

“Please!” This was the point where I would stop...obey my God. Be a good little servant. But I had been so good since the moment he’d pulled me down here.

“Prim...” My name left his mouth in a warning and in a flash he was standing beside the bed...in the light, beautiful.

“I want to come...” It came out bratty as my eyes danced from his cock to his face. Alastor tilted his head and gave me a look. He wouldn’t tell me again. He wouldn’t use any powers to make me obey either. “Please...” I let out a throaty cry before a powerful orgasm rocked me. A leg shaking, wetting his silk red sheets, hard orgasm so intense I could barely handle it. I wanted to take it back, it was so much.

The entire game changed in seconds; The bounds fell away, the wand was gone, the clamps gone. I was on my back and my God was on me, glaring. “After the day I’ve had, my servant disobeys me?” I didn’t have time to even think about speaking a word on my behavior; my knees were against my chest...and he was pushing into my ass.

“Ooooh,” I cried out and wiggled against him when his hips met my sore, stripped skin. Alastor took my throat into his big hand and started in on me...hard and deep. It made me dizzy. It made my pussy gush.

“Now you will be punished...you little fucking brat.” He threatened against my ear, pace never wavering. He was so big and strong. So handsome and displeased glaring down at me. This treatment went on for several minutes...Control was used to stave off my orgasms. It was frustrating and it made me cry. God, I loved him...Like I loved Vech and Judas. So much.

“Noooo.” I whined when all of a sudden he wasn’t there anymore and I was once again bound; this time by rope on my wrists tied to the railings and my ankles together. I struggled against my restraints and he came from the darkness...with his thin, flimsy cane.

“You deserve to be punished, Prim.” The use of my name hurt. He just didn’t call me by it unless he was upset...and he was so very upset.

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry-Ah!” The squeal left me when his cane sailed sharply through the air and bit into my breasts. One down...nine more. Those were the rules when the cane was involved. Ten canings, along my belly and breasts and the top of my thighs. And like after every punishment, Alastor rewarded me-with sex. Let me come as much as I wanted to. Did me however I wanted him to. And when that was over...he grabbed his ointment that he got from the gardens in his home realm and he tended to my wounds...took all of my pain away. The glowing in his eyes gone.

~

I rose from slumber and rubbed my eyes. The sun was just rising the next morning. The hushed whispers at the end of Vech and I’s bed had woken me. Alastor must have put me to bed after a long night with him. A delicious night. I pulled the blankets up higher and yawned at the two men who were undressing. Unmasking those big, strong, battered bodies. They were promises of fulfillment.

But I was so tired and even though Alastor had taken my pain away, my body was still so sore and marked by my time with him;especially between my legs where I had fought that wand and then made love to my God all night.

Judas was the first to climb onto the bed once he was naked. Vech liked to take his time. Vech liked to watch and then join. “Hey,” Judas greeted me with a handsome smile. When he grabbed the sheets to pull them away, I held on tight. Vech accepted my relationship with Alastor. Judas did not, I didn’t want him to see my body. I didn’t want him to have a fit.

“I love you...both of you, but I’m really tired. I want to sleep. I had a long night.” My husband looked like he was about to respect those wishes, go take a shower and then join me to sleep for the rest of the day. It was the look that fell over Judas’s face that had my belly fluttering nervously. “Please...” This time when he grabbed for the sheets to uncover me it was a battle that I lost. In a second, his skin turned red hot.

I looked down at what he was seeing and didn’t blame him. The thin cuts from Alastor’s cane were a deep red, boarded with bruises. It looked a lot worse than it felt...really. “What the fuck,” Judas growled and I grabbed his hand when he reached out and touched my damaged skin.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt.”

“Damn. What did you do, baby?” Whereas Judas was mad, Vech just looked concerned. He was used to Alastor leaving marks on me. It drove him crazy to watch the God play with me. He loved to join in with Alastor and I. Judas...no. My lover harbored ill feelings towards the God. For what I had yet to find out.

“I didn’t do anything. He had a bad day in The Isle and I-”

“Oh he had a bad day in The fucking Isle so he took it out on you? That’s bullshit, Prim.” My lover seethed. In a second he was climbing from the bed and fully dressed again. I scrambled out of the sheets and made it to him before he reached the door.

“Hey...It’s okay. Judas-” He pulled away from me but I slid my hands inside of his leather jacket and gripped his shirt. “Just calm down. Come back to the bed.” By the way he scowled down at me, I knew that was not going to happen.

“Don’t tell me to fucking calm down, Prim.” He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands off of him then turned his glare on Vech. “And you just let this sick shit happen.” Before either me or my husband could say anything he was leaving out the door. Slamming it on his way. I sighed heavily and refused to cry. Vech was there, pulling me against him.

“He just doesn’t like it, baby. He’ll get over it.” He ran his hand over my hair before he leaned down and kissed my crown.

“Why do they hate each other?”

“I don’t know.” My husband was so big and warm and comforting that I almost fell asleep standing there in his arms. “You have to tell me if Alastor ever truly hurts you, Prim. You know that, right?” He finally said. I pulled back and gave him my most annoyed look.

“He doesn’t hurt me. Either of you ever figured I fucking like it? Jesus-” When I tried to pull away, Vech didn’t let me go anywhere.

“Hey...don’t get an attitude with me. I know you enjoy him...I enjoy you with him. Let’s think about it later. Right now I just want to undress and fall asleep with you for a little while.” His voice was quiet and comforting and I didn’t argue when he was naked in a second, pulling me to our bed. The lights shut off as he cuddled me under our blankets. Sleep came fast.

~

Another day passed. Xena wanted the kids longer, so I let her keep them after having lunch with her in her home across the city. The girls were having a blast and didn’t even fuss when I left. Things in the mansion were rather quiet.

Judas and Vech got a few days off so I just spent time with them. Tonight we started a fire in the sitting room and sipped on a bottle of dark liquor. The night was promising. I was getting extremely tipsy with my two men and laughing when Alastor appeared in the sitting room, tall and striking. I loved it when he wore his hair down. I craved for it to touch my skin. It went quiet as I watched my God take a seat at the table.

A small smile touched his lips as he held my gaze. ′Come here, little one. Sit on my lap.′ The words an echo in my head, just for me, and I blushed before I uncurled myself from Vech’s side and got up. My husband let me go-he liked me with Alastor-Judas sighed heavily and mumbled something inaudible under his breath. I went to him, took a seat on his strong thigh and his hand rubbed over my nearly healed belly. “You’re healing well, my sunshine?” He asked quietly enough, words just for me.

“Yes.” The moment his hand went up my dress to rest on my thigh, I was instantly aroused. It took all of my self control not to mount him and ride him right there on the chair.

“You’ll come to me tonight?” He asked loud enough for both my husband and my lover to hear. The question dripped of control. I knew the two men could feel it. I let out a shaky sigh. I looked into his cold, beautiful gaze and bit my lip.

“Yes, Sir. Of course.” The entire room became thick with lust...accompanied by Judas’s annoyed huff.

When his eyes left mine, the Control was gone, and my stomach turned over. I didn’t want a scene. Alastor was amused; his smile widened as he looked across the space at Judas. “She’s my servant, Warrior. I’ll do whatever I want with her body. You should know she begs for me to bruise her.”

That was kind of true. I buried my face against his hair on my own accord when Judas jumped to his feet, my husband following suit to grab his arm. “Stay the fuck out of my head, prick!” Judas growled.

The hand my God had on my thigh tingled...it happened when his eyes started to glow. I focused on the way his hair smelled and how his body felt. “Come on, Warrior. I’d take great pleasure in snapping your neck without moving a muscle.”

I fisted his shirt hard. “Stop it. Please.” I said into his ear and just like that his body relaxed. He stood up slowly, taking me with him, setting me on my feet.

“Of course.” He said and kissed my forehead. As quickly as he had come, he was gone and I could breath a little easier.

To be continued...

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I added a little more to this One Shot just in case you all wanted to read another one with My Prim, Vech, Judas and the God Alastor!

Let me know!

But for now, I will be moving on to the next juicy One Shot!

-Lu