JACKL Inc. Ch. 02 - Connections

"Consensual, of course," she added, "We can't have you enthralling anyone."

"Agreed," I said, then shifted uncomfortably.

"What's on your mind Rick," Jeremiah asked, "You seem uncomfortable. Lets air out any issues you have."

I took a deep breath, and looked at Sammi. She lowered her eyes, sensing my frustrations, then nodded.

"You're with friends, Rick," Sammi said, "Just tell us."

"Okay," I started, "It seems like everyone is concerned with setting me up to have sex. I understand sexual energy feeds me, I feel my hunger. I appreciate the concern. It just feels very weird."

"Like how?" Jeremiah said, and I could tell it was a curious question, probing for more details.

"Since my rebirth," I began, "I've had sex with an unaware fae, two other fae, three humans that were on a list that Sammi gave me as a way of introduction. I had a brief encounter with someone else, but I can't even recall her face. Every sexual contact I made has seemed to be planned."

"Planned isn't the right word, Rick," Alyssa said, "I'm not going to deny there is a bit of excess control in our re-awakening plan. We have many concerns with feeders. Before you were reborn, a few years back, we had a vampire that went off the reservation. He killed five people in the space of a few hours. Mostly because there was no active monitoring of his actions, nor a plan to intervene if he became more dangerous."

"So now," I said, "Because he went crazy, I'm kept on a virtual leash."

I exhaled, and looked down at my hands then looked back at the rest of them.

"Look, I'm not angry about it," I said, "I'm troubled, because I have seen glimpses of my past lives. My background probably is more like this rogue vamp than anything else. I understand I need to stay fed. I appreciate the ... opportunities. At the same time, it feels like I'm not completely free to act like I'd want. Which, admittedly, may be appropriate."

"Thanks for allowing us to hear your thoughts and emotions," Jeremiah said, "We do have powers that can help, but we won't use them unless you ask, or if the situation requires it. Your lost memory of the one girl is part of the latter."

"I don't know much about your powers," I said, "Except that Kelly can make me rock hard with a glance."

"Well to be fair," Kelly said, "I've been sitting in a puddle most of the morning because of you."

"Amen," said Aly and Sammi almost simultaneously.

I chuckled and grinned. Jeremiah smiled and shook his head, then looked back at me.

"Rick," he started, "We are a unique family, all of us, including the younger generation. We have no hang ups about sex, no jealousy. Along with that comes complete and open communication. You might not understand how well we do communicate, because it is often through a telepathic web of thoughts. We can add you into that if you'd like, make you part of our family."

"Is Sammi in your mesh of thoughts?" I asked.

"We're not opposed to adding her," Alyssa said, "If she's open to the addition, we could expand more."

"The catching point for me is Celia," I confessed, "She's expressed concerns with being able to handle my poly nature. I really need to have a conversation with her when she gets back."

"I might be able to help," Jeremiah said, "My power is the ability to mold a person's moral values and adjust their self control. For instance, I've pegged Kelly and Aly's self control for this meeting with you. For reasons we've already disclosed."

"So you'd adjust Celia to help her accept my nature," I asked, "That's what you're offering."

"Only with her consent," Jeremiah said, "We have disguised my powers in the past under a marriage counseling practice. I've adjusted couples to let them be a better version of themselves, molded their curves to be compatible. We've designed complete relationships that have lasted for decades. There needs to be some kind of consent for my help, however. I won't do it without their understanding and knowledge."

I looked over at Sammi. She was looking down, and then looked up at me. She had a small frown, like she was lost in thought, then she pushed her expression into a smile. She got up and walked to me, and then hugged me tightly. She was usually not this demonstrative in public. I pulled her up into my lap, and combed her hair back so I could look in her eyes.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"I don't... I can't explain it," she said, "You are a constant surprise to me, Rick. I thought you'd be just another case. Then something happened. I ... you asked me if we may have met in past lives..."

She drifted off then leaned and kissed me. She paused a moment then deepened the soft kiss. It felt like she needed a touch to trigger something inside her. I felt her tremble, her fingers lifted to my jaw and squeezed. Then with a breath she parted the kiss.

"We must have," she said, "I have never felt so close to anyone. I've been in a good cycle for many years, if not decades. I never get stuck, I just recycle, and start over. So it must have been over a hundred human years ago, otherwise I'm sure I would have remembered you."

I combed my fingers through her hair, in the moment I forgot about the others in the room. It felt like we were alone, just with each other, forming a deeper bond. I was awash with strange feelings. Love is a strange emotion for an incubus, much different than lust or passion. Suddenly a few days after being reborn, I had two loves. It felt overwhelming, but also very right.

"I will join you, Rick," she said, "whether as part of this wonderful family that I have been friends with for years, or apart from it. Whatever you decide, I'm with you."

I smiled and she kissed me again, then slipped back to her feet and walked back to her place. The other three smiled, trying to not draw attention to our shared moment.

"So," I tried, "Mixing work with family seems to be common around here."

"You get used to it." Jeremiah grinned, "Take a few days, Rick. It's important that once you decide you can commit to this family, you have no regrets."

"Thanks," I said, "I appreciate your candor and willingness to help. A bit of time will help me set things right in my mind."

"You and Celia are welcome to stay a few days," Kelly said, "Sammi too. We can put out a message to give you some space, because whether you realize it or not

— you attract attention."

"If you want to go back to your apartment," Alyssa added, "that's fine too. We are excited to have you, but also realize this is a big change for you. We don't want to rush you."

She paused and looked at Kelly and Jeremiah. They seem to have just completed each other's thoughts, demonstrating their hive mind. Simultaneously they silently nodded then got up to leave. I stood to shake Jeremiah's hand.

"Let me know when you're ready to make your decision, Rick." He smiled after releasing my grip, "Tell anyone, and word will get back to me. Sammi can also share my phone number with you, if you want to do it the old fashioned way."

With that the three of them departed. Sammi and I held hands and went into the atrium. I was on edge, hungry. It felt insistent. I could take Sammi to my room to take the edge off, but I wanted something else. The truth was I missed Celia, I needed to figure out where she fit.

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Carmen - Past - Fairview Apartments

I immediately felt at home when we landed in San Diego. Maria also remarked that she was excited to live in this town. I'd lived most of my life in the northwest. I loved being with this family, even as it grew so much larger. San Diego was much more inviting to my hispanic heritage, I could feel the beat of my heart adjust to the tempo of the city

The first day was a bit of a frenzy. The tour of the new home was exciting, but the construction had a long way to go before it was livable. It was an opportunity to design a bulk of the building for our unique family. I wanted to make life easy for myself and Maria. We were charged with keeping the day-to-day sustainable, and immediately I knew that would be a challenge for only two people.

I thought it best to design our new home from the beginning with our larger family in mind. Kelly took a keen interest in my ideas, and the three of us started plotting a course to design something that felt like a home, but operate like an inn. It would be different, but much more sustainable than the haphazard way we redesigned the upstairs of our old home in Oregon.

The first night in the hotel was also - different. After decades of being in the same bed as Jeremiah, I felt separated from him and the rest of our family. I could act aloof and independent, but in my bones I missed my Master. Lexi had become attached to Brooke with their dual awakening, and I was happy for her. I loved Maria in a special way. These changes in relationships were new and I hadn't fully adjusted. I still felt attached to my Master and mistresses. Sleeping apart from them was more stressful than I thought it would be.

This morning we all met in the hotel buffet area for breakfast. I got to meet with Kelly, and Jeremiah. I didn't get to share my feelings with them, as we started right into the business of the day. We needed to get away from the hotel, into something semi-permanent. Sammi had shown Jeremiah the apartments across the street. Jeremiah wanted Kelly and I to give it the once over and then either reject it or purchase it. Sammi could negotiate the price, but Jeremiah wanted to move fast.

I loved it when Jeremiah was decisive. The last month or so had taken a toll on him, the disruption in enlarging our family then the sudden death of Betsy, Kelly's mother. After being quiet and brooding for weeks, it was good to see Jeremiah take action and lead us. It made me want to kneel at his feet and show him how much I loved him, and needed him.

My submission, however, shone best in service, keeping the house going, making sure we kept to a schedule. I sometimes felt I was the heartbeat to our family. The new additions were a change, and they showed their appreciation of my service. I didn't serve for attention, I served because that's who I was. Sexually my submission was different. Sexually I was a switch, I could dominate Lexi or Maria and derive great satisfaction. My inner self soared best though in the grip of Jeremiah.

Kelly led the way to the apartment building with Sammi, while Maria and I followed. A walk across the street, and then up a flight of stairs into the management office. Sammi had arranged the meeting with the owner, and she already had a signed offer in her folio.

The owner took us for a quick tour. He started at the top of the building and the rooftop pool area. It overlooked the harbor and had wonderful views, partly club area, and part sun deck, it was a good overall space that would attract tenants. Next he took us to the top floor apartments. These were just completing renovation and were available for immediate leasing. The spaces, he explained, were generally larger than the other floors, and had two story lofts. Part of the building structure with the pool area and engineering spaces made these the prime units. All in all there were 8 units on the top floor.

The rest of the building was a series of studio and one room units. They needed upgrading to match the newer looks of the top floor. He already had signed contracts for the renovations, so we'd be on the hook to complete the upgrades on schedule. Nothing we hadn't done before as part of our Bed & Breakfast networks in our early days.

I didn't see any stoppers, and told Kelly so. She had a side conversation with Sammi, explaining that we'd want to rent the top-floor apartments and occupy them while the rest of the purchase was in escrow. Sammi and the owner had a closed door meeting, while we waited in the club room.

"One thing we are missing, Kelly," I said, "A good full sized kitchen for meals. Or at least for breakfast."

"Good point," Kelly smiled, "I bet you already have an idea to solve it?"

"Take two of the units upstairs and make it a breakfast nook/kitchen/conference area." I began, "It's nothing to serve a continental breakfast for tenants, we made money doing that before. In the interim, we can use that space for family meals, then open it up after we move into our new house."

"That might take some time to get permits, if the upstairs work is completed already." Kelly mused, "If not we can get an extension, I need to find an architect and revise the plans, but that's a good idea."

"Until then, we will use the small kitchens," I mused, "One can be for main food prep, and then we use the others for cold storage. We can come up with a workable plan."

"We need to keep this a light touch," Kelly continued, "The idea is to continue to make money on the units with rental fees, after we move out. I think this is a great area, and the price is right. We can probably pay cash which would make the owner happy."

"Speaking of keeping people happy," I grinned, "I miss you."

"I'm right here, Carmen," Kelly teased with a wink.

"You know what I mean, Mistress." I said lowering my eyes.

"I miss you too, mine" she said, knowing how meaningful that word was to me.

"I miss all of you," I confessed, "I know things are different..."

I couldn't complete the thought, we were in a public space. Maria was listening, and I didn't want her to think I didn't appreciate her attention. I just looked at Kelly, and she nodded.

"It's hard right now," Kelly agreed, "We are doing things as fast as we can to get back to normal. I will talk with J, okay."

"Thank you," I said, letting her deserved honorific drop in this public office waiting room.

Sammi came out all smiles, and retrieved Kelly. A few moments later a pair of people joined them in the office. Then a half hour later, after signing a ream of papers, the building was ours. I couldn't wait to show Jeremiah later, and tell him about our plans.

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Celia - Present - Returning to the Estate

Megan pulled in through the gate, and then parked. The four of us, Megan, Lexi, Brooke and I, got out and collected the bags from shopping then entered in by the pool deck and walked the stairs down to the main atrium. I smiled as I saw Rick and Sammi sitting on the sofas.

Rick smiled broadly as he saw me, rising to his feet. Sammi grinned and waved. There was the usual collection of hugs and kisses with everyone in the circle. Sammi gave me a warm hug, and lightly kissed my lips. I grinned and wondered if she felt me tremble, something about her excited me.

"Sorry about the log thing," Brooke was saying, looking at Rick's jaw.

"No worries," Rick smiled, "You were just doing your job, it was an effective hit."

"So what's the word, Rick?" Lexi asked, "Are you on team JACKL?"

"Just a few more details to iron out," Rick explained, "I should be starting after the weekend."

"Excellent!" Lexi smiled, her eyes glinting, "I look forward to working with you more closely."

"Me too," Megan said, her eyes a bit unfocused, leaning into me, "Does he always smell so fantastic?"

I nodded and grinned at Megan. Rick looked at me, and tilted his head towards our room. He looked a bit on edge, like he was just keeping it together. Sammi nodded at Rick, as if they'd already discussed things.

"I'll be back later this afternoon, Rick," she said, "I need to introduce you to someone, but it will be much later. You should enjoy a nap or - something."

She winked and looked knowingly at me. Then she disappeared. This caused no outcry from my shopping partners. I supposed they were used to her popping in and out. I was beginning to as well. The other three excused themselves, with knowing smiles. Rick gathered all my bags, and escorted me towards our room.

"You okay, Romeo?" I asked, "You seem a bit edgy."

"I am," he growled, "I need you... it's been quite a morning."

The timbre of his voice gave me chills, and I realized I wanted... no, needed him too. I had a fun time shopping, but I was ready for some alone time with Rick.

I turned the handle to open the door, then he kicked it open and strode into the room. He tossed the bags near the door then turned to me. He kissed me hungrily, his arms around my back, holding me against his chest. I felt his erection against my belly and purred in anticipation.

I felt his fingers dig into my shirt along my spine, then with a firm grip his arms pulled back and literally tore the shirt from my body. I gasped, looking into his eyes. They were dark with lust. I shrugged out of the tattered remains of my top and hurriedly removed my yoga pants and panties. He ripped his own shirt off his chest, buttons flying. I pulled free from my bra, looking at him hungrily.

He pulled me back to him, his arms wrapping around my now naked form. His cock insistent, still trapped in his trousers. I worked at his belt trying to free him, I wanted to feel him in my fingers. Instead he spun me around and pressed me against the cool glass of the window looking out over the ocean.

I gasped, again, his need was so palpable I could taste it. His scent was so rich making me pant in reflected need. My cunt was dripping and I felt wetness dripping down my thighs. I pressed my hips back and spread my thighs looking back over my shoulder at him.

Rick growled and exercising some patience managed to not tear his pants off, and stepped free of them with his cock gloriously erect, pre-cum glistened along his foreskin. My mouth watered at the sight. I wanted to feel it fill my mouth. He needed something different, and I tensed in anticipation.

He stepped forward and his hand gripped my thigh. His other hand gripped his cock and spread his pre-cum over my already soaked labia. I groaned and pressed into him.

"Fuck me," I growled, "You need it, I want it... Fucking do it."

He rammed forward impaling me. My breasts flattened against the glass, my cheek pressed into it as well from the force of his thrust. I groaned and pushed back, stabilizing myself with my arms to take his next stroke. God, the way he filled me, my cunt stretched around his girth, and I squeezed my inner muscles.

He rutted into me, his hand reaching to collect my hair and crane my neck back. I stared into the infinity of the horizon, the azure ocean spread before me. He fucked me hard and fast, and it was just what I wanted. I was moaning and keening in need.

"Yes, fuck, yes... don't stop, fuck me." I babbled.

"Your so fucking wet, and so fucking tight," he growled leaning over me to grunt in my hear, "I've been needing you for hours, waiting for you, fuck..."

"You didn't fuck anyone else here?" I teased, taking a look over my shoulder.

"No." He grunted, and continued his merciless pounding.

"Not very incubus like," I continued to chide, between moans, "You needed your whore didn't you?"

"Fuck, yes." Rick growled, "Don't tease me, just be my slut."

"I'm yours baby," I growled, my hips pressing back to seek his next thrust, "Your slut, your whore, I'm... fuck you're gonna make me cum."

"Then cum." He grunted.

His command pushed me into a climax and I arched back, my thighs clenching. He wrapped his arm around my waist and his other under my breasts, pulling me back against his chest. Holding me against him, my feet came off the ground, he stepped backwards until he sat on the edge of the bed.

While my thighs were still clenching with his cock inside of me, he rolled us over until I was my belly. Then he pushed back, and I groaned as his cock slipped free. His hands gripped my hips and twisted me onto my back. With his eyes dark with lust, he pulled me to the edge, then slammed his cock back inside of me.

"Gods, Fuck!" I screamed out - our eyes locked in lust.

I was over another edge with his penetration, and soon felt another rising. He was slamming into me, hips smacking into my thighs. He gripped my breasts, his whole hand enveloping them. He pressed me down into the mattress, his thrusts relentless. I could tell he was feeding on my lust and passion. He fed it back to me as I cycled from climax to climax, peaking in an unending cycle.