Heaven's Knights: Chapter 3
Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 12:31 am
Astrid was laying in her hotel bed reading a cheap romance novel someone had left in the lobby.
Guinevere leaned over the railing of her captor's ship. The waves crashed over the bow, as the lines hummed with the strain of full sail.
The salty sea breeze blew back her tawny mane in a most scandalous way. Even more scandalous was the fact that her bodice had been ripped beyond repair leaving her in her corset ans skirts, which did little to hide her swelling bosom.
Strong arms wrapped around her, and he forced a kiss upon her lips. Guinevere tore free of his grip and she slapped him across the face.
"You'll kindy keep your hands to yourself captain!"
He laughed, "Madam you are a...
A knock on the door drew her from the pages of the novel. Closing the book she padded barefoot across the room and opened the door.
"I hope I'm not interrupting you," Kim said with a sly grin. "Just got off."
"Of course come in," Astrid replied. Closing the door behind her
Kim circled the room, "I see why so many stay here. The Brat Pack as, Aunt Tasha likes to call them stay here a lot after drinking too much."
"Is everyone related on this planet?"
Kim laughed, "It sure seems like it. The Ryders are a huge family, and when you mix in the Sandovals, Talons, and Leis... well let's just say family reunions can get really out of hand. So, what werw you doing?"
Astrid blushed, "I was... well I was reading. " She held up the novel, with it's scantly clad heroine, and far too attractive pirate captain on the cover, and the words "Impetuous Pirate" in gold across the top quarter.
Kim laughed, "Man you are a cliche."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Kim shrugged, "It's been a while hasn't it?"
"Since what?"
"Sex you silly girl! Sex! Toe curling, screaming out loud, earth shattering sex."
Astrid smirked nervously, "And I expect you are going to set me up? Let me guess tall dark and handsome's friend taller, and bald?"
Kim laughed, "I was thinking someone considerably shorter, and with considerably longer hair."
"You?" Astrid exclaimed astonished. "You did not set off my gay-dar at all."
Kim shrugged, "I'm just good like that, I guess."
Astrid looked the other woman over in a new light, "And I suppose I'll get fired too. Is this some sort of test?"
Kin threw her head back and laughed, "No! Who I worship the Goddess with is no one's business buy my own."
"Goddess?"
"It's a long complicated explanation, but in short I am Wiccan... a witch to those of you who are not part of the faith."
Astrid frowned, "Great.... another religious zealot."
"No my dear. Your beliefs are your own," Kim leaned in and kissed Astrid. "I just found myself attracted to you. The whole mysterious stranger thing. How long has it been?"
"Two years," Astrid said and swallowed.
"For me," she said hesitantly. "It's been six months. When my wife was killed."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Astrid said with a frown.
"Don't be. She's in the Summerlands now. She's the one that brought me to the faith, and now I wish to honor her memory."
Astrid gave Kim a sorrowful grin and wrapped her in her arms. They fell into bed fumbling with clothes, and desire.
Several hours later Astrid was staring up at the dark ceiling. Kim's thigh was draped over her own, and she had that shallow breathing of someone dead asleep.
For the first time in ages she didn't have that infernal dream, yet something had woken her. Nothing told her that anything was amiss, but something wasn't quite right.
The she saw the first shadow. Without thinking Astrid exploded out of the bed hitting the floor in a tangle of sheets, and legs, a fraction of a second before she could hear a steel blade sink into tje mattress.
Still on the bed Kim screamed in agony. There was the telltale gurgle of blood in her lungs as she gathered herself and screamed something in a language Astrid had never heard. "Moragu!" Kim leaped into one of the attackers and they fell to the floor in fighting mass, both fighting to survive.
A large hand gripping her by the hair drug Astrid to her feet, "Come along girl, and maybe the prophet will show mercy, and it won't be the rack for you."
Astrid spat in the man's face, and landed a solid kick to the groin, which caused him to loosen his grip on his dagger, and Astrid tore it from his grasp. Aiming for his heart she put all her strength into the attack, and the to her horror the tip hit something hard and and skittered harmlessly down the side of the armor.
Her attacker grinned, "Big mistake girl. Now, you'll die like your whore." Astrid was suddenly aware that the struggle behind had started to quieten. A male throat growled with exertion.
Guinevere leaned over the railing of her captor's ship. The waves crashed over the bow, as the lines hummed with the strain of full sail.
The salty sea breeze blew back her tawny mane in a most scandalous way. Even more scandalous was the fact that her bodice had been ripped beyond repair leaving her in her corset ans skirts, which did little to hide her swelling bosom.
Strong arms wrapped around her, and he forced a kiss upon her lips. Guinevere tore free of his grip and she slapped him across the face.
"You'll kindy keep your hands to yourself captain!"
He laughed, "Madam you are a...
A knock on the door drew her from the pages of the novel. Closing the book she padded barefoot across the room and opened the door.
"I hope I'm not interrupting you," Kim said with a sly grin. "Just got off."
"Of course come in," Astrid replied. Closing the door behind her
Kim circled the room, "I see why so many stay here. The Brat Pack as, Aunt Tasha likes to call them stay here a lot after drinking too much."
"Is everyone related on this planet?"
Kim laughed, "It sure seems like it. The Ryders are a huge family, and when you mix in the Sandovals, Talons, and Leis... well let's just say family reunions can get really out of hand. So, what werw you doing?"
Astrid blushed, "I was... well I was reading. " She held up the novel, with it's scantly clad heroine, and far too attractive pirate captain on the cover, and the words "Impetuous Pirate" in gold across the top quarter.
Kim laughed, "Man you are a cliche."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Kim shrugged, "It's been a while hasn't it?"
"Since what?"
"Sex you silly girl! Sex! Toe curling, screaming out loud, earth shattering sex."
Astrid smirked nervously, "And I expect you are going to set me up? Let me guess tall dark and handsome's friend taller, and bald?"
Kim laughed, "I was thinking someone considerably shorter, and with considerably longer hair."
"You?" Astrid exclaimed astonished. "You did not set off my gay-dar at all."
Kim shrugged, "I'm just good like that, I guess."
Astrid looked the other woman over in a new light, "And I suppose I'll get fired too. Is this some sort of test?"
Kin threw her head back and laughed, "No! Who I worship the Goddess with is no one's business buy my own."
"Goddess?"
"It's a long complicated explanation, but in short I am Wiccan... a witch to those of you who are not part of the faith."
Astrid frowned, "Great.... another religious zealot."
"No my dear. Your beliefs are your own," Kim leaned in and kissed Astrid. "I just found myself attracted to you. The whole mysterious stranger thing. How long has it been?"
"Two years," Astrid said and swallowed.
"For me," she said hesitantly. "It's been six months. When my wife was killed."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Astrid said with a frown.
"Don't be. She's in the Summerlands now. She's the one that brought me to the faith, and now I wish to honor her memory."
Astrid gave Kim a sorrowful grin and wrapped her in her arms. They fell into bed fumbling with clothes, and desire.
Several hours later Astrid was staring up at the dark ceiling. Kim's thigh was draped over her own, and she had that shallow breathing of someone dead asleep.
For the first time in ages she didn't have that infernal dream, yet something had woken her. Nothing told her that anything was amiss, but something wasn't quite right.
The she saw the first shadow. Without thinking Astrid exploded out of the bed hitting the floor in a tangle of sheets, and legs, a fraction of a second before she could hear a steel blade sink into tje mattress.
Still on the bed Kim screamed in agony. There was the telltale gurgle of blood in her lungs as she gathered herself and screamed something in a language Astrid had never heard. "Moragu!" Kim leaped into one of the attackers and they fell to the floor in fighting mass, both fighting to survive.
A large hand gripping her by the hair drug Astrid to her feet, "Come along girl, and maybe the prophet will show mercy, and it won't be the rack for you."
Astrid spat in the man's face, and landed a solid kick to the groin, which caused him to loosen his grip on his dagger, and Astrid tore it from his grasp. Aiming for his heart she put all her strength into the attack, and the to her horror the tip hit something hard and and skittered harmlessly down the side of the armor.
Her attacker grinned, "Big mistake girl. Now, you'll die like your whore." Astrid was suddenly aware that the struggle behind had started to quieten. A male throat growled with exertion.