Her Mythical Warriors (Book One)
Chapter Nineteen: Rub-A-Dub-Lovin’

Wolfric sighed as he followed behind Akira. They went up several flights of stairs before Darius finally stopped.

“This is my floor. You will stay up here, no one else lives up here but me,” Darius said as he opened a door.

“Wow,” Akira said as she walked into the room.

It was huge. There was a large round bed in the middle of the room—a dresser on the left and a vanity table with a mirror and stool to the right. It was amazing, and Akira instantly fell in love with it.

“Do you like it?” Darius asked, watching his Psychi.

He had not thought it through when he had shown her his harem. He will be dispatching them soon. And then the Palace will be empty but for staff, his Psychi, and fellow Warriors. He knows that soon they will travel to find her other two Warriors.

For now, they can stay here. It is big enough they can live here once they have found all of her Warriors. Once she has found her chosen mate, the bedroom arrangements would change. But for now, she will have this room all to herself.

He will never pressure her or seduce her again. If he had known who she was to him, he would not have seduced her to kiss him when they first met. He would have waited, made it special, and on her terms.

Akira turned to Darius and studied his face. He really wants her to like the room.

“Yes,” she whispered, then turned away from him and walked over to the vanity mirror.

“Come with me, and I will show you two to your rooms,” Darius said, motioning for Wolfric and Malique to follow him.

Wolfric looked at Akira. “Are you okay, little one?”

Akira looked at her Wolfie and smiled. “I will be fine,” she assured him.

Wolfric nodded, then turned and left the room with Malique and Darius.

Akira sighed and walked over to the bed, and sat down on it. ‘What am I going to do?’

“Love him.”

Akira looked up, startled, and stared at her ancestor. Brynhildr sat on the chair in front of the vanity mirror.

“Love him? Doesn’t he have enough women to love him?”

Brynhildr smiled. “You forget where you are, child. This is my world; I know what goes on here. He doesn’t love them—they are property to him.”

Akira snorted, “just as I will be.”

“No,” Brynhildr said with a shake of her head. “He knows you are not his property. You are his soulmate. And even if he is not your chosen mate, he will still love and protect you. It is how it is.”

“But he has a harem,” Akira cried.

Brynhildr snorted, “so what. Most men in this realm have a harem. It is part of who they are. Even the married ones.”

Akira frowned. “If you’re from this realm, does that mean I’m from here too?”

Brynhildr smiled. “One of your ancestors left this realm and found her life where you were born. So, your blood is from here, yes.”

Akira nodded. “Why does everything have to be so complicated?”

Brynhildr chuckled, “because it is how life has been since the start of time.”

Akira nodded. “What do I do?”

“As I said, love him.”

She snorted. She does not know if she can.

“You can,” Brynhildr whispered into her ear, then disappeared.

Akira sighed as she stood and found her bag on the bed. She found a change of clothes and searched for the bathroom. She smiled when she finally found it. It was huge, with a huge ass jacuzzi tub that looked like it could hold five people.

“Shit, what kind of stuff do they do here?” she mumbled to herself.

‘Harem!’ a voice hollered in her head.

With a deep sigh, she turned on the water to fill the tub, then undressed and tossed the clothes out the door. Maybe they have a washer and dryer here somewhere. With a sigh of pleasure, she sank into the tub and closed her eyes.

‘This is heaven.’

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Wolfric’s voice in her room startled her, and she sat up, splashing water over the tub.

“In the bathroom!” she called out to him.

Wolfric and Malique entered the bathroom and froze, staring at her.

Wolfric felt his cock instantly harden for his Psychi and swallowed past the dryness of his mouth. Holy fucking shit, she looked sexy in that large bathtub.

“I don’t care what anyone says. I’m joining her,” Malique said as he started yanking his clothes off.

Akira giggled as she watched her Warriors.

“Fuck it,” Wolfric said as he pulled his shirt over his head.

Malique practically jumped into the tub with Akira, making her laugh as water sloshed everywhere. Wolfric was slower to lower himself into the tub and pulled Akira against him.

“Everything will be fine,” he said, kissing the top of her head.

Akira sighed and snuggled against her Wolfie. “As long as I have my Warriors,” she whispered.

Wolfric smiled. “Darius counts as one now.”

She nodded. “I know. I already got a visit from Brynhildr.”

Wolfric nodded. “Then you know it is the norm here.”

She nodded again. “Yes, but it still bothers me.”

Wolfric smirked. “He’s over a thousand years old, you know. And he’s the grandson of a demigod.”

Akira blinked up at him. “He is?”

Wolfric nodded. “He is. He is also a direct descendant of the original Pegasus. The son of Medusa.”

Akira turned to him. “THE Medusa?”

Wolfric chuckled, “the one and the same.”

She sighed, “wow, no wonder he can turn things to stone.”

Wolfric nodded. “His parents were killed when he was a boy, and he was spared. No one knows why. He figures it has something to do with you.”

Akira blinked. “Me?”

“Yep. Darius thinks that because he’s your Warrior, they could not kill him because then it would have taken a Warrior from one of their strongest Havents.”

“Oh,” Akira whispered. “How do you know all of this?” she asked, eyeing him.

“We interrogated him,” Wolfric said with a smirk. “We will always have your back, Akira.”

“What do you think we were doing while away from you?” Malique asked, kissing her shoulder.

Akira smiled. “I don’t know. Checking out the Harem?”

She squealed as Wolfric lifted her out of the water and settled her on his lap, facing him.

“You are the only woman we need,” Wolfric said with a smirk.

Malique moved behind her and kissed her shoulder.

“We will never want anyone else, little Havent,” he said as he nuzzled her.

Akira purred as Wolfric played with her breasts. She moaned when he took a nipple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue and teeth.

“What about when I have found my chosen mate?” she asked, running her hands through Wolfric’s hair.

Wolfric let go of her nipple and looked into her eyes.

“When that day comes, I will still love and protect you until the day I die.”

“So will I,” Malique said as he wrapped his arms around her and caressed her breasts.

Akira moaned and closed her eyes. “But what about sex and children?” she asked.

Wolfric pulled her from Malique’s grasp, held her face in his hands, and looked into her beautiful amber eyes.

“Your children will be our children. Even if we are not the fathers by blood,” Wolfric said, his eyes looking back and forth between hers.

“There is something we’d like for you to know,” Malique said, rubbing her back.

Akira moaned and closed her eyes.

“Malique,” Wolfric growled.

Malique eyed his friend, then turned his nose into Akira’s neck.

“We can be with you and your chosen mate if you ask for us,” he whispered.

Akira’s eyes flew open. She remembered them saying something like that before.

“If I ask?” she asked, turning her head to look at Malique.

Malique nodded. “Your chosen mate won’t like more than one or two to join you, and it can’t be every time.”

“What will you do? Jack off?”

Both men chuckled.

“We can’t fuck your pussy,” Malique said, his hand dipping lower on her back.

“But we can fuck you here,” he said, then squeezed her ass cheek.

Akira jumped, startled by the knowledge.

‘Wow.’

“And here,” Malique said.

She shivered when he slid his hand across her throat and placed a finger into her open mouth. She closed her lips around his finger and sucked.

Malique groaned and closed his eyes.

“Can we do that before I find my chosen mate?” she asked, opening her eyes and looking at Wolfric.

“Fuck,” Wolfric said, then pulled her against his chest.

Malique grinned as he stood and stepped out of the tub. He left the bathroom and returned with something in his hand.

Wolfric watched him over Akira’s head. The Vampire held up something that made Wolfric groan.

“I think we should wait on that,” he told his friend.

Malique wagged his eyebrows at his friend, then lifted Akira out of the tub. She squealed as he set her on the edge of the tub.

“Wolfric doesn’t think you’re ready, so we will start with this,” Malique said, then set the tube he had in his hand on the counter.

Akira stared up at her Vampire. ‘What did he have on his wicked mind?’

Malique walked over to Akira, who was sitting on the edge of the tub, looking sexy as fuck.

“Open your mouth,” Malique ordered.

Akira’s eyes opened wide as she obeyed.

Malique grinned and stood in front of her, then slapped her lips with the tip of his cock.

“Holy fucking shit,” Wolfric said as he watched Malique stroke his cock.

“Wider,” Malique said, looking into Akira’s golden eyes.

They were shining so bright—they were almost blinding.

Akira opened her mouth wider and whimpered when Malique pushed the head of his cock into her mouth. She did not know what took over her, but she took hold of the base of his cock with her hand and slid her mouth down the shaft, licking with her tongue when she pulled back.

“Fuck,” Malique said with a growl.

Akira moaned and continued to pump her mouth up and down his cock. This was not as bad as she had thought it would be. He actually tasted nice, like sun-kissed skin. But he has not been in the sun with his dick out. Akira sighed at her silly thoughts.

“That’s enough practice,” Wolfric said, then pulled her away and turned her to face him.

Akira looked down at Wolfric’s large cock and groaned. He was so big there was not much under the water. Mostly his balls, which looked nice too.

Oh, Gods, she has become obsessed with cocks.

Wolfric pulled Akira off the edge of the tub and onto his lap. She straddled him and placed her hands on his shoulders. When he entered her, she cried out as pleasure filled her body.

Malique stood outside the tub, stroking himself as he watched Wolfric pound into their Havent. Pre-cum dripped from the head of his dick as he remembered the feel of her mouth on his cock. Shit, he is going to cum from watching them and thinking about…

“Fuck!” Malique shouted as his cock jerked and cum flew across the room, hitting the wall on the other side of the tub.

Akira looked behind her at Malique, then at the wall, and chuckled. “Nice shot,” she said as she looked back at him.

Malique smirked and stepped back into the tub to clean his cock in the water.

“Come back to me, Akira,” Wolfric said, turning her face back to him. “Here,” he said, pointing to his eyes, “look at me.”

Akira smiled and looked into his beautiful eyes. She has never seen anything like them before. They still baffled her. One brown and one blue. Both are the prettiest, softest shades of their color. If he turns out to be her chosen mate, and they have a child, she hopes he or she inherits his eyes.

“Akira,” Wolfric said, leaning forward and kissing her.

Akira moaned and kissed him back.

“I love you,” Wolfric breathed as he pulled back from the kiss.

“I love you too,” she whispered, then kissed him again.

Wolfric wrapped his arms around her and held her as he slammed into her again and again. When he came, he called out her name, pumping into her one, two, three more times, causing her to orgasm. Akira’s pussy milked Wolfric’s cock as her world spun out of control. They lay in the bath for a while before they washed each other and stepped out.

They got ready for dinner and were laughing and joking when Darius arrived to lead them down to supper.

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