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BARON

The Veil

I watch as Eilish excuses herself from the others and heads for the spring—a magically heated pool where each of us has been bathing. The others continue their conversations and I watch as Pyre’s sightless gaze moves from Eilish, to land on me. Moments later, he excuses himself from Dragan and Kolvar and approaches me, where I sit away from the rest of our group. While I’ve changed in numerous ways from the man I used to be, I still relish my solitude—something that’s becoming more and more difficult to find lately.

“It’s time,” Pyre says in a low tone as he approaches me.

“Time?” I answer as I look up at him.

“She’s alone,” Pyre answers.

I nod as I recognize his meaning. “Then it is time.”

“I…” Pyre starts. “I should warn you…”

“What?”

“As I’m the Keeper of the Veil, it’s the spirits in the Veil that flow through me; it’s the spirits that have allowed me to live as long as I have.”

“Okay and?”

“And the spirits will feel and experience my need and urgency as much as I will,” he continues.

“What does that mean?”

“They will use my body to experience Eilish at the same time I’m experiencing her.”

“So, what? You’ll be possessed or something?”

“Similar, yes. Don’t be surprised if you see me morphing into other… creatures as they pass through me.” He takes a breath. “And please try to keep Eilish calm.”

“Understood,” I say with a quick nod as something dawns on me. “That’s why you wanted me there? So Eilish wouldn’t freak out?”

“Partly,” he answers.

Dragan looks over at the two of us with a suspicious expression in his eyes. “You go to the spring first,” I say as I face Pyre again. “To avoid suspicions.”

He simply nods and walks into the forest, disappearing in the trees. I wait perhaps another five minutes, until Dragan’s involved in a fiery argument with Kolvar, before I stand up from beneath the tree I’ve been leaning against. Then I make my way towards the spring, excitement stirring deep within me.

***

EILISH

I submerge myself in the warm water, loving the feel of the water as it trickles down my face and back as I emerge again. It feels so wonderful to wash the dirt and sweat from my body and I relish the quiet tranquility of this place. It allows me to think, to enjoy my own solitude.

Realizing the others will want their chance to bathe, I swim to the shores of the spring and step out of the warm water, collecting my hair in my hands in order to wring it out. The beads of water move down the lines of my body as I search for my clothing, but I don’t see it anywhere. And that’s strange because I’m certain I left the pile on a large rock at the mouth of the spring. But as I look down at that rock now, my clothing is nowhere to be found.

I look up again and notice something white in the distance, within the forest. I start towards it, thinking it could be my chemise? The white cloth is maybe twenty feet from me—in the dark forest and when I reach it, I realize it is my chemise. Reaching down, I pick it up and wonder how in the world it got here. I turn around, looking for the rest of my clothes, but realize nothing else can be accounted for.

That’s when I hear it—a low growling sound from behind me. With my heart in my throat, I turn around and notice a large, black wolf standing maybe ten feet in front of me. The creature stares at me from black eyes and its shackles are raised as it growls. Fear begins spiraling within me as my breathing increases and I take a few tentative steps backwards. The wolf moves with me, its growling growing even louder.

“I won’t hurt you,” I say as I look the creature in the eyes and summon my magic. But I feel nothing.

I move back another two steps until I feel my hands coming into contact with something… furry? It feels like I’m in slow motion as I turn around and realize my fingers are resting on the fur of a huge, black bear. The thing easily comes up to my waist and when I turn to look at it, it growls at me, pulling its lips back to reveal two enormous fangs inside its top jaw and two on the bottom. I pull away from the gigantic thing instantly as both animals continue to show their impressive teeth. It’s then that I realize the only way out of this is to run.

I turn and begin running as quickly as I can, ignoring the pain in my feet as I clamber over leaves, branches, rocks and other forest debris. All I can think about is escaping as I travel deeper into the dark forest. I can hear the sounds of the bear and wolf behind me. What’s strange, though, is that I can’t see them. I hear growls on either side of me and I turn my head in each direction, trying to understand why I can’t see anything when I can so distinctly hear their growls and their paws as they pound the forest floor.

My foot catches on something and before I can comprehend what’s happening, I’m falling. I hit the ground hard and roll through the foliage as the palms of my hands, my knees and one side of my hip sting. I sit up immediately, shaking the confusion from my head, and find the huge bear directly in front of me. The wolf appears just to my right and it growls even more loudly than before. Its hackles stand up straight and it drops its head low, as if it’s about to pounce. I push back on my hands and crab-walk backwards, away from them both, until my back hits a tree.

About to right myself, I push my palms against the ground when tree roots begin to bubble up from the dirt, breaking through the earth. As I watch them, they wrap themselves around either of my wrists, pinning me in place, before pulling themselves back into the ground, tethering me where I sit. I try to pull against them but the roots are tight. I don’t understand what’s happening. I flail against the restraints of the tree, kicking my legs out as the tree roots begin to bubble up from all around me, disrupting the earth like zombies pushing up from their graves. One root grips my left ankle and another my right, each of them pulling my legs apart. I struggle against but the roots are firm.

I look up and notice both the wolf and bear continue towards me as I start to whimper. Unlike Cambion, I don’t have the ability to converse with the animal world. I lack Beast Sense or anything similar.

But, I do have magic.

I close my eyes as I summon my magic to protect myself. I don’t want to hurt either animal; I just want them to leave me alone. When I open my eyes again, I hold out the palms of my hands as far as the roots will allow them, which isn’t very far. I feel the energy of my magic begin heating my palms as blue electricity sizzles from both of them.

Roots continue to blossom from the surface of the dirt and as I watch, they begin to extend towards me, growing as if on fast forward. I struggle against the roots holding me in place but it’s no good.

So I start to focus. I’m fairly sure I can zap the roots to free myself but as I try, a strange thing occurs—I summon my magic but nothing comes. I close my eyes and try to beckon my power again but it’s like trying to start a dead engine.

When I open my eyes, I watch as the roots that have pulled themselves out of the ground, continue to move closer, towards the opening of my body. I struggle against them again, not understanding what magic is at work here.

Be calm , a voice sounds in my head. I don’t recognize it. You are a female on offer to the male spirits of the Veil, it continues. Allow them to experience you, receive them. They will not harm you.

It’s then that I realize the voice belongs to one of the Sentinels. The one who spoke to me earlier.

Allow the spirits to dominate you, to fill your body with their seed, the voice continues. Do not be afraid and do not fight them. You are a creature of desire, allow the spirits to feed your desire and to consume it.

I don’t know if it’s the succubus rising inside me, but the fear I’d just experienced suddenly blanches into an overwhelming need, a desire that begins growing within the pit of my belly.

As the tree roots move closer, I watch as the largest one pushes beyond the others and they rescind back into the ground. The roots around my wrists continue to hold me tight, but now I don’t fight against them. Instead, I watch as the main root reaches my sex. It doesn’t enter me but begins to change colors, going from dark brown to a dark orange, then shifting to a vibrant green. The texture changes as well, morphing from the roughness of tree bark to the soft pliability of a tentacle. As I watch the roots shift, I get the feeling another spirit has just replaced the tree’s spirit, if trees even have spirits.

The tentacle root touches the inside of my thigh and it’s cold and wet. I close my eyes as I feel it move past the sensitive nub of my clit. I don’t fully understand what’s happening to me but I can’t think about it for long because I feel the tentacle push into me and I arch up as my channel stretches around it.

At the sound of a loud growl, I open my eyes and realize the bear is now standing directly in front of me. The tentacle root immediately pulls out of me and begins to dive back into the ground as if the bear has commanded it to do so. The black wolf steps out from behind the bear and the two animals stare at me. They’re no longer growling—they simply observe me.

As I watch, they both begin to fade as if they’re in the process of disappearing into the ethers. But as they fade, something else begins to appear—faint outlines of men… I can see the shapes of their shoulders, head and chests and the color of their skin and hair.

“Baron?” I ask, my voice belying my shock. “Pyre?”

They both stand above me, as naked as the day they were born.

“I don’t understand,” I say as Baron drops down to his knees beside me. It’s then that I realize the tree roots have released me. I pull my arms up and rub my sore wrists, noting the redness of my skin where the roots secured me in place.

Afraid the roots might return, I scurry upward, into a sitting position as I look up at Pyre who stands before me, saying nothing. His body is… incredible with its sculpted muscle. And his erection is just as enormous as I remember it.

“Pyre?” I repeat.

“He can’t hear you,” Baron says. “He’s channeling all the spirits in the Veil.”

“Then the tree,” I start.

“Was one such spirit.”

I start to stand up but Baron grips my arm and pulls me back down. “Just wait,” he says.

“Why would you chase me?” I suddenly demand.

“Pyre and I were channeling the male spirits of the forest. He still is,” he answers as he looks at Pyre and I do the same. As Pyre stands there, a glow encapsulates him. And within the glow, I can see a multitude of creatures obscuring his features with their own. I recognize a satyr, followed by an owl, followed by something I’ve never seen before, followed by a centaur. The faces keep coming but behind them is Pyre.

“What’s happening to him?” I ask, not able to conceal the worry in my tone.

Baron pulls my hair behind my ear and traces his finger down my cheek. “Pyre made the decision to have sex with you,” he starts.

I turn to look at him in surprise. “But his oath…”

“He believes this is what the Veil wants him to do.” He looks up at Pyre again. “And judging by what we’re witnessing, I think he’s right.”

“I’ve always wanted Pyre,” I admit. “But I want him . I don’t know how I feel about the… others.”

“They are one and the same, Eilish,” Baron says. “Pyre is as much the Veil as the Veil is him. There’s no separating them.”

Then Baron pulls me into his arms and I rest my face against his chest. “I heard one of the Sentinels,” I say. “It told me to give myself to the spirits.”

“That’s why Pyre and I are here,” Baron responds as he rolls us both over so I’m now on top of him. I sit up and support myself with my arms outstretched and my hands resting on the dirt.

“Baron?” I start.

He smiles up at me. “Don’t be afraid.”

Then he grips my hips and pushes them up so my ass is in the air. He takes hold of each of my thighs and spreads them. He runs his fingers down my ass until he reaches my opening. Taking two fingers, he pushes them inside me as I buck.

“So wet, Eilish,” he whispers with a smile. “Are you ready for him?”

I nod and Baron spreads my lips open. “She’s ready,” he says.

I feel something then—something long and narrow that laps at my pussy. I look down and see what appears to be a tongue, but it’s the length of a snake. It curls around my clit and sucks and I close my eyes as I rock against it. Seconds later, it enters me and I rock against it, loving the feel of it as it shoves into me.

I open my eyes and see Baron staring up at me. The tongue pulls out of me and it’s replaced with something I struggle to describe. Something that feels like a vaccuum as it attaches itself to my clit and sucks. I feel my mouth drop open as Baron reaches down and pushes two fingers into my sopping pussy. He finger fucks me as the creature sucks my clit.

“I want Pyre,” I say. “The real Pyre.”

Baron never pulls his gaze from mine and I realize he’s absolutely turned on as he watches me.

“I’m here,” Pyre whispers into my ear as he grips me around the middle and I feel his stomach against my back. He leans down and kisses my neck. That’s when I feel the head of his erection at my opening and I close my eyes. I let out a little yelp when I feel him push into me. His cock is so large, I can feel myself stretching around him, trying to accommodate his girth.

“Eilish,” Pyre whispers as he thrusts all the way inside me in one motion. I scream out in a mixture of pain and excitement and open my eyes. The first thing I see is Baron staring up at me.

“I want to be inside you with Pyre,” Baron says. “I want to feel him fucking you.”

I swallow hard. “How?”

He reaches up and grips either side of my waist, pulling my hips down slightly. Pyre doesn’t stop fucking me and his thrusts are long and deep.

“Fuck her, Baron,” Pyre whispers.

He pushes inside me once more, then stalls. And that’s when I feel the tip of Baron’s erection at my opening. He pushes his abdomen upward and his tip enters me, sliding against Pyre’s cock. Pyre groans at the same time I do and Baron thrusts himself even deeper. There’s pain as my pussy stretches around both of their big cocks, but the pain recedes as my flesh yields.

“Oh, fuck,” Pyre groans.

“More, Baron,” I say as he looks up at me and smiles, his fangs fully lengthened. Then he thrusts the entirety of his cock inside me and I clench my eyes shut as Pyre begins to glide in and out, pushing against Baron’s cock and my walls.

I’ve never experienced anything like this and it’s pure heaven. I love the feeling of both of them inside me, filling me fully until all I can feel are both of them, shoving into me. Baron reaches down and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb and I pop my eyes open as I stare down at him. His fangs poke into his lower lip and his eyes glow with his need. He reaches up and pulls my head down, perching his fangs above my neck as he continues to manipulate my clit.

Baron breaks the seal of my skin as he sinks his fangs into me at the same time that I scream out and my body erupts in a powerful orgasm around both cocks. Pyre pumps me even faster as Baron drinks from my neck. I feel another orgasm take control of me and I rake my nails down Baron’s chest as my body shakes.

Pyre’s breathing quickens and Baron pulls his fangs from my neck. At the same time, he lifts his abdomen up and pulls my hips down hard, trying to get inside me as deeply as he can. Pyre grabs my hips and continues to slam into me. Another second later and he explodes inside me, collapsing against my back. Baron holds me upright and Pyre steadies himself behind me as Baron pumps me from below, slamming his cock n Pyre’s. Baron scrunches his face as he releases himself within me and I collapse against his chest.