Crazy Seduction(erotica)

He kissed her forehead, and they climbed under the covers.

Sleep found them quickly as they rested their heads upon the pillows. The last thing Henry recalled was Sandy’s sigh of contentment.

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Minkah Kamilah Nassor Meskhenet walked out of the desert, east of Cairo, where she’d spent the previous two weeks evaluating her life and recentering her mind.

Since the… death of Henry Gable, she’d lost her moorings. She likened herself to a rudderless felucca, sailing down the Nile, caught in the current and pulled by fickle winds. That terrible night felt like a waking nightmare. She’d known, known he was alive beyond all reasonable expectation, though she couldn’t explain to them how she knew.

She couldn’t explain it to herself.

The others wept for his loss and allowed the rock woman to take him to the other world. She’d fled into the darkness that night, as if she hadn’t, she might have killed them in her impotent rage.

She didn’t even understand why she was reacting so strongly. That confusion had torn at her mind. She’d struggled to understand. Minkah had no relationship with Henry, yet there was an attraction and something like gravity that pulled her to him.

Months went by with her roaming Manhattan and New Jersey. She kept a hidden eye on Henry’s friends and watched them struggle to come to terms with his loss and the loss of their other friends. She wanted to scream at them not to give up on Henry, but she’d come to understand, it was her that needed to let go.

Finally, she went home. In the comfort of her apartment in Cairo, she tried to put her life back on track, but there was still something in the back of her mind that wouldn’t be quiet. She determined that she needed the silence of the desert to put a final end to the noise in her brain.

She’d packed her gear into her backpack and walked to the edge of the city, then just kept going, straight out into the empty sands. Most would not survive what she did, but she was a Bastet. Once considered a God in Egypt, this was her natural habitat and offered her only silence, peace, and the comfort of both. This, she needed more than anything else.

She’s spent two weeks alone with her thoughts and the sound of wind on sand. She felt cleansed as she walked back into the city and made her way back to her apartment.

The city was learning how to adapt to the new beings living amongst them. She heard the music playing from the stores and mildly felt its calming influence. This, she knew, was in everyone’s best interests. Sooner or later, everyone would transform into their new race, and if they could adapt to this new state, not be frightened of it, there could be peace amongst all.

Minkah passed a newsstand, and something caught her eye. She stumbled to a stop and stared. It was just a magazine, but the image on the cover had her pinned in place. It was a US Congressional Hearing. Someone was sitting at the witness table. She glanced at the magazine’s banner and saw it was a popular mainstream news publication, not some disreputable rag filled with lies. It was also a current month printing. She moved closer, her eyes caught by the image which resonated with that nagging little voice in her head that she’d finally thought she’d silenced.

“HE’S ALIVE!” she roared. The shopkeeper screamed and ran as she’d dropped her glamor with her outburst.

Her claws had torn through the magazine, and she carried no money to pay for it anyway. She dropped it and quickly switched back to her Human disguise before rushing away.

Henry was alive, and that gravitational pull was back as well.

She needed to go back.

What she’d do when she saw him, she wasn’t entirely sure.

-=-

It was nice sleeping in and waking up to cuddles with Sandy.

It seemed wild monkey sex was more of a morning thing for her, and she did her best to wear him out, but a Satyr’s endurance was more than her match. Kesini was the one to let Sandy know they weren’t going to win that one, and they had a good chuckle when the glowing hair hugged Sandy into submission.

They spent the next hour just lounging in bed, enjoying the afterglow and the comfort of being together without talking.

Sandy broke the silence when her stomach grumbled, and Henry’s quickly answered. Laughing, they dragged their asses out of bed, and Henry hopped in the shower as Sandy changed the sheets. She rushed to join him, and he washed Kesini, much to their delight.

“Man, you must go through so much shampoo!” Henry sighed as he worked the suds through the golden locks. “It must take you extra time in the morning to do this as well!”

Sandy giggled as Kesini’s tingles raced down her spine.

“Don’t let her fool you. She only needs a small amount of shampoo, and she washes herself in less time than I need to wash myself. She just enjoys you spoiling her,” Sandy said with a grin.

She ducked her head under the spray, and he ran his fingers through Kesini to wash all the shampoo away.

Henry grinned at the look of bliss on Sandy’s face. “So, Kesini is the one who enjoys being spoiled?”

Sandy pushed her lower lip out in a pout, and he quickly dipped down and sucked on that plump lip.

“MMM! Fuck, that was a tease!” Sandy gasped as lightning shot through her body, but she ached a little as well and knew another round would not be a good idea. Seeing the sparkle in Henry’s eye, she raised her hands in surrender.

They got out of the shower and dried off. Henry used his white t-shirt and jeans glamor and padded into the kitchen to make them some breakfast as Sandy left the bedroom dressed in her own jeans and a lovely sweater. She sat at the breakfast bar, watching him with a smile. Kesini draped herself over Sandy’s shoulders, completely sated and gleaming with energy.

“Looking forward to the Christmas Party?” Henry asked over his shoulder.

“Yes! Dayshia told me about it! It’s going to be so much fun! I’m so looking forward to meeting Tish’s family! Dayshia and I are going out to do some shopping to get new party dresses.”

Henry sent a smile to her over his shoulder. He loved that Dayshia and Sandy were besties. His mind flashed to the brief moments he spent with Nate, and the sudden ache of his loss kept him facing away from Sandy until he got control once more. He didn’t want to worry her.

Soon, he poured the scrambled eggs and bacon onto their plates and buttered the toast. These went on the breakfast bar.

“Milk?” he asked, recalling the breakfasts he made for her when they lived together.

“Yes, please.”

He poured two glasses then sat next to her.

They ate in silence for a bit then Sandy looked at him. Motion caught her eye, and she noticed Kesini was weaving herself through his long brown locks, and she smiled.

“What are your plans today?” she asked.

He nodded. “I’m taking Aadiya and Maliha to Eden to exercise their wings. I’ll catch up with Xiong and the rest. Tonight, I’m going out with Lorelei.”

There was a sharp knock on the door, and Sandy raised her eyebrows before going to answer it. Henry moved to the end of the hall to watch. She peeked through the peephole then pulled the door open. Sergeant Tennison was standing there.

“Good morning, Ms. Marlow. I need to speak with Mr. Gable,” she said formally.

Sandy gestured for her to enter. “Please call me Sandy.”

The Silver Soldier nodded with a smile then looked to Henry.

“What’s with the formality, Sergeant? And how did you know I was here?”

Her smile dimmed. “I’m here on official business, and I asked Ms. Evans first,” she gestured to the other end of the hallway.

“Do you mind if we finish up our breakfast while we talk?” Henry asked.

“No, sorry for the interruption,” Michelle said.

“What’s the official business?” he asked, then began eating again. Sandy sat and finished up her meal as she listened.

“Did you leave the state last night?” Michelle asked.

Henry swallowed the last of his food and drank the milk to wash it down as the Sergeant waited. He wiped his mouth. “Yes, I went to Sandy’s parent’s place.”

“There was some kind of altercation with a man who transformed into an ogre and attacked Ms. Marlow?”

“You seem to have all the details right so far,” Henry said. “What’s the problem?”

“We were in a van across from your apartment, and you weren’t even in the state! The Intelligence community reported on your activities last night to the Congressional Committee you got called before, and the General and I had to meet with them. He was verbally spanked for not being able to keep track of one asset. He sent me back to the team, but he’s still there.”

Henry leaned against the counter as he thought about the yahoos in Washington. “What is the purpose of the watch I’m under.”

Michelle looked at him. “The purpose?”

“Are you there to protect me from foreign interference. Are you there to control my whereabouts? Or are you there to end my life should I prove to be a threat to the congresspeople’s way of life? I think I deserve to know why I have people watching me.”

“If they wanted a group of assassins, they couldn’t have made a poorer choice. There is no way we would follow through on such an order!” Michelle exclaimed. “We were there, and we saw the efforts you made to save everyone. We’re loyal and dependable soldiers, but there are orders we won’t follow blindly.”

Henry nodded. “Thank you. That doesn’t mean that isn’t their expectation of you.”

Michelle nodded to indicate that could be true. “Our orders are to be an observation team. We are to intervene in situations where you’re at risk. We can’t do that if we aren’t near you.”

“I didn’t ask for this protection or interference. I travel through Magic Doors from place to place. I take Aadiya and Maliha to Eden for their exercise. You couldn’t possibly keep up, and it would be a futile effort. I think I’ve proven I can take care of myself,” he growled. “I like you guys, but I’m not going to invite you along everywhere I go like chrome chaperones.”

Henry contemplated the silent soldier for a bit. “I sympathize with the General, but he was given an order he has no means to fulfill. I’m quite willing to tell the congresspeople this.” He thought about that. “You say he’s still there?” She nodded. “Call the rest of the squad upstairs. We’re going visiting.”