Myka's Tail Ch. 03

"Kelli, love," I said as I reached out to her. "Come here."

She did as I asked and I sat down on our couch as I pulled her into my lap. Just to make sure she knew it, I kissed her with all of the love that I could pack into one kiss, and gave myself a mental high five when I successfully curled her toes.

"How can we go with them Myka," she said after she recovered from our lip lock. "The equinox will happen while we are on the trip. You would go back to being just Myka at that point. Or is that what you want?"

"No ma'am, that is not what I want," I responded, and I did my best to quiet the anxiety that she was feeling. "I like what I've become, and I do not want to give up the chance to be bonded to you."

"Ok, you had me worried for a minute. But why are we going then?"

"Look. First thing is, on the off chance that we can't get that thing open or that something happens and we don't form a magical bond between us, I am still going to love you. I am still going to live with you. I will still make love to you and have sweaty passionate sex with you on any occasion that I can. You don't have to worry about that."

Kelli's eyes softened at my statement, and I realized that she had feared that without the bond we might not stay together. As if that would ever happen. I, Myka Ann Carlisle, was in love with Kelli and magic or no, that would always be the case.

"We have to go because Millicent said so."

"Umm, are we pretty much going to do anything Millicent tells us to," she asked with just a touch of sarcasm.

"Not everything, silly. But when she came to me in the dream world right after you guys made that ward thing, she said that very soon we would have to make a journey. And, she said that the answers we needed to open that box and finish bonding together permanently would come while on that trip. So, we are going with Jess and her friends, and the box is coming along with us."

"Oh, I guess that is ok then," she breathed in relief and I pushed her up off me and slapped her on her near perfect ass.

"Of course it's ok. I know, because I'm smart like that. Now you need to go get a shower because you smell like sex."

Kelli stared at me open mouthed for a moment before my cocky grin made her break out in laughter before she walked down the hall to get that shower. Since I was already clean, I got myself dressed before starting out the day, and I dove into the work I would have to get done before we left on Friday.

So Sunday blazed by, and it was pretty much a bellwether for the rest of the week. I barely managed to keep up with that week's class work, and almost didn't finish the work that had fallen behind while I was having dream problems. Kelli really helped me get through it, though, and like always, she seemed to effortlessly have her projects done with time to spare.

The big time suck during the week, however, was the night lessons that Sensei Rick insisted on starting that week. I showed up at his dojo on Monday evening like he asked, and for about three hours he put me through my paces to see what I could do. It was quite possibly the hardest workout that I had ever done, and afterward I felt exhausted and fantastic at the same time. I also wanted to curse his name until the end of time, and when I told him this he just laughed and let me know that meant he was doing his job right.

Sensei understood that we were going to be gone for the break because of our trip, but he was not going to let me off at all, and I knew that Kelli's dad had certainly talked to him about how my lessons should go. I had to meet with him every night that week before Friday, and we worked hard for three or four hours each night. He also gave me a list of exercises that he insisted I do on a daily basis. Morning or night didn't matter, I just had to do them. He also let me know that it would be clear to him if I had done so or not.

In a flash it was Friday and Kelli and I spent much of the morning packing for the trip, and we even managed to limit ourselves to only two bags. During the week, she had gone back to our parent's and had borrowed her mom's good camera, but had to practically sign her life and our first born over to mom in case we somehow broke it. Kelli said her mom had been joking, but I had grown up with her too and I was sure it was only partially a joke. Five o'clock came before we knew it, and Jess texted us to let us know that she was close and we replied that we would be outside waiting for her.

By the time we got our things together and did a double check to make sure we had everything, including our documents, Jess had arrived. Her driver took our bags from us and helped us into the car before loading everything up, so we could get underway. Kelli and I took a seat next to Jess and said hello to everyone as we headed to the airport. Jess and Matt were both pretty excited, and we talked a mile a minute with each other during the drive, but Jasmine still seemed grumpy with Kelli and me so I didn't push things with her.

When we got to the airport it was pretty cool to go through the private and company jet area, as there were no lines or other hassles to deal with. It really was a great way to take a trip. Our driver and the flight crewman loaded our things onto the jet before making sure we were situated on board. Jess had stopped to say hello to the pilot, who was apparently a family friend, and he jokingly chided her for almost making them late. After we quit laughing the crewman let us know that we would need to be belted into the seats until we reached our cruising altitude, but after that we were free to use the couches or other areas in the plane as we wanted. If it got too rough, he would let us know and we would belt in again, but other than that it was fine. Forty-five minutes later we were in the air and on our way to London.

"Ok guys," Jess addressed us once we were settled. "Here is the initial plan. We get in tomorrow morning and we will get settled into the hotel first. Since I don't have to work until Sunday, I was going to spend the day seeing London and I thought we could do that together if we want."

I was cool with it, and Kelli just said that she would follow me unless she found something she really wanted to do, and Matt convinced Jasmine that grouping up for London would be fun.

"Great, so that is settled. I have to be in a strategy meeting on Sunday concerning the report I have to present Monday, so you will all be on your own for most of the day, but we do have dinner planned with some of dad's company friends if that is ok."

"Sound's good to me," Matt replied and we all nodded in agreement. "So are we going to be in London through Monday then, since you have that meeting?"

"Actually, no," Jess responded. "There is transportation arranged for Monday that will take you to Glasgow, and you can wander around or do what you want there as well. I have to present this quarterly strategy report, and I will meet you guys late Monday night. After that I am totally free and we can play it by ear."

"This is going to be damn awesome," I exclaimed, and everyone chuckled a bit at my overenthusiasm. "Hey, that's not nice. It's my first trip overseas and I'm excited damnit."

My protestations only caused more fits of giggling and laughter from everyone except Jasmine, and I resolved to find out later what I could do to get in her good graces. Still, we all had a small dinner that the crewman served to us, which put everyone in a good mood, and afterward we watched some random comedy that Jess had pulled up on the entertainment center.

While hanging out together, especially on a private jet, was a lot of fun, Jess told us that it would be good if we could spend the rest of the flight getting some sleep. The crewman brought us all blankets and pillows, and showed us how to use the individual chairs as beds, after which he dimmed the lights so that we could rest.

Kelli and I opted to just sleep on one of the deep couches that were in the middle of the plane, and I snuggled up into Kelli as she spooned me and pulled the blanket over our entwined bodies. I closed my eyes so that I could sink into the warmth of her embrace, but after a couple of minutes I felt Kelli slip her hand into my waistline and under the front of my thong. My body began to tingle as she used just one finger to brush over my tender lips and I gave a little jerk when she flicked the hood of my clit.

"So, my little kitten," Kelli breathed into my ear, flicking it with her tongue with blatant seductiveness. "Would you like to take this opportunity to join the Mile High Club?"

The tingle in my pussy turned into a burning ache, and I nodded my head yes as her finger continued playing with my slit.

"What was that? I didn't hear you say if you wanted it or not. Do you?"

"God yes," I whispered, unable to conceal the ragged tone in my voice.

"Hmm. Well, since there are so many people around us I think that I should only continue if you can be completely silent," she continued to whisper into my ear, and her finger paused its delicious motion. "Do you think you can be silent, kitten?"

I again nodded yes, but used my hand to force her finger to begin moving once more before I responded.

"Yes, love. I can be silent," I whispered back to her. "Can you?"

Immediately after I had said this I reached out to our bond, and I opened it wide so that everything each of us was feeling would be felt by the other. I managed to stifle a moan, but I could not help but grin at the way Kelli would twitch every time she strummed my now drenched core. If she was determined to induct me into the Mile High Club, I would make sure we both got there together.

I began to undulate my hips using the smallest motions that I could manage, as Kelli stepped it up by inserting two of her fingers just inside the entrance to my pussy. She made tiny scratching motions in time with the rotational rhythm that her hand was using, and I reached out and gripped her knee with desperate need. I tried to keep my breathing as quiet as possible, but I had to stuff the edge of the blanket in my mouth to keep from screaming. Kelli, for her part, had buried her head in my shoulder.

Even as difficult as it was, she continued her micro-thrusts for quite a long time before she drew her fingers out of my pussy. I was about to complain in frustration when the touch of her fingers on my now engorged clit caused both of us to spasm in surprise, and she used the slick juices on her fingertips to help them slide with ease over the sensitive nub. Our breathing increased in speed as she moved her fingers a little bit faster, and I felt the warmth of a spectacular eruption building in my body.

Kelli was relentless with her fingers, and I had to bite down on the blanket just a little bit harder to keep myself silent, and I wasn't sure how she was managing the same trick. The flicks of her fingers finally became a little erratic as our mutual climax approached, but it was when she bit down on my shoulder to keep herself from screaming that the dam broke wide open. We both remained as still as possible as the shaking and trembling of a pent up orgasm ripped through us, and the slight discomfort of Kelli's firm bite seemed to prolong the climax a bit.

Eventually we came down enough to start breathing regularly again, and after a few minutes Kelli placed one of the fingers she had used in my mouth. It was a very erotic thing, and I still loved the taste of my own sex, but the emotion of the moment was nothing but pure tenderness. After I finished with the finger she had given to me, she pulled her hand up and cleaned the other herself, before finally wrapping her arms back around me so we could sleep.

I looked around the cabin of the plane as I snuggled back into Kelli, and I nearly lost it when I saw that Jess was staring right at us with wide eyes and a grin on her face. I could feel the heat of my blush as she winked at me and rolled over so that she could go to sleep.

Getting into London was apparently a breeze as well, because an immigration officer came to where we left the plane, which was better than having to wait in the regular lines as a group. Another company driver got us to our hotel without incident, and we were checked in and taken care of within an hour of landing. I was kind of disappointed that Kelli and I were sharing a large room with Jess, but that had been the plan with her other friends, so you take what you can get. After the night on the plane, though, I really wanted to get Kelli alone for a while so that we could really have a vacation romp.

"Is something wrong with Jess today? She's been looking at us kind of funny for the last couple hours."

"She was watching you and me last night right after we went to sleep," I replied, and I had to laugh when Kelli's mouth fell open and she blushed hard enough to match the red dress she had on. "Don't worry. She enjoyed the show."

"Oh god... Just kill me now."

"Well, love, if I did that then we couldn't give her the encore on the return flight."

Kelli just gasped at my comment and smacked me on the ass, which only made me give a devilish laugh. I think she pulled Jess aside later and apologized, but I knew there was no need to do so.

As far as our time went, it was pretty much as Jess had indicated. We were all over London that first day, and we made sure to hit the major sites early so that we could spend the crowded times at the minor things we wanted to see. Besides the palaces, Big Ben, the London Bridge, and the giant Ferris wheel, we saw some nice little locations that were also fun. The Sherlock Holmes museum was tiny but interesting, and we spent time along the Thames, but the highlight of the day for me was Harrods.

I had never in my life been to Las Vegas, but I had always wanted to see it for myself. The fact that a lot of people say Harrods is like a small London Vegas made it a must see for me. The over the top glitz, the gold, the candy, the food, all the shit you could buy. And while not all of what you could buy would be considered shit, a lot of it was. It was a long standing shrine of excess, and I was glad that I could now say that I had been there.

Kelli and I spent the Sunday that we were on our own going to a couple of art museums, and had lunch at a little place run by a pair of German immigrants. We got tickets and watched some of an exhibition match for one of the local Cricket leagues, but neither of us could really understand what was going on so we stayed for about half the time. It was a nice pace and it was good to just be together.

The train ride to Glasgow the next day was lovely, and it was nice just watching the countryside roll by, and touring around the city was rather nice as well. Jess got in much later due to her presentation, but we had a nice dinner with everyone that night, and began our touring in earnest on Tuesday. We went to see battlefields, castles, and other historical sites that were interesting, and the nightlife in Glasgow was actually pretty fun as well. We managed to find a couple of nice clubs and got in some good dancing while we were there.

Thursday that week was when things got really weird on the trip. Jess took us all out to see a small castle ruin and its lands, which belonged to an ancestor related to their family. It was a lovely bit of countryside, and it was nice to just wander around the rolling hills and to see the lightly forested areas that were part of Jess' distant history. The ruin itself had been somewhat preserved, and its most interesting feature was the small keep that overlooked the nearby loch.

The history inside the keep was quite intriguing, and we learned from the various plaques and exhibits that the last known McAlister to live in the keep had disappeared sometime during the late eighteenth century. His name was no longer known, but information from the history that had been gathered there in the restored ruin suggested that he was a man of honor that had spent many of his days in defense of the weak and oppressed. His only scandal was that he supposedly lived here with two young maidens, and the rumors that they were all lovers of a sort had caused quite a stir in the village. The trio's kindness to all they came in contact with, however, was what most had remembered about them until their strange and sudden disappearance.

I was turning the pages of a large tome that was supposedly a replica of the family history of the various lords that had called the area home, when my gasp caused Kelli to join me to see what was wrong.

"Sweetie, what's up," she asked as she rubbed my back to comfort me in my clearly agitated state. "You look like you have seen the proverbial ghost."

I said nothing, but pointed to the page that had caught my attention and had sent a spike of fear through my heart. It was a picture drawn of what was probably that last McAlister discussed in the histories and his two maidens. The art was good for its time, but still lacking in some detail. What was clear was that one of the women in the piece had what appeared to be blue hair, and the other had green, and if you looked at them carefully the cat's ears on their heads were clearly visible. This also meant that the small curve of color that was mostly hidden behind one of the women could quite possibly be a tail.

"They were Neko," I whispered to Kelli, with a look of fear on my now ashen face. "And I think they were the ones in my dream. I remember the hair."

Kelli said nothing, just pulled me into her arms as I began to tremble. I could feel the sting of tears forming in my eyes, and I looked up at her, hoping that she would tell me I was wrong.

"Why? Why did she tell us to come," I cried into Kelli's shoulder.

"Millicent," she asked, and I just nodded my head yes while she continued to hold me. "Because she is kind, and wise, and clearly knows things that we don't. If this is going to happen soon, either here or back home, there is nothing we can do about that."

"But I lose you," I whimpered.

"In the dream you did, but since the last time you had that dream you have been given a very powerful protection. You always said that in the dream you felt me die and that sealed the slave like control that whoever cast the spell had over you, right?"

I nodded again and wiped my eyes so that if anyone saw they wouldn't try and see what was wrong.

"So my death is the final catalyst that enslaves you. But I think that the ward you now have would prevent such a spell from affecting you. So I might die, but you couldn't be controlled."

"But I don't want you to die," I growled at Kelli with a ferocity that surprised her. "You have to live damnit."

"And I think I will. If my study of the magic materials that Ali gave me is correct, the spell that might be used in that way has to draw on my life force as your bond mate to power the unwilling bond. So I think that if and when this happens, I will be kept alive until either you reject the ward or a way is found past it, which won't happen."

"You really think so," I asked and she gave me a solemn nod in reply.

"Now, sweetie, let's get some photos of this material so I can pass it on to Ali and the Circle tonight. At the very least, it is important information about Neko history."

So we both took pictures and looked through as much material that we had time to before heading back to Glasgow, and Kelli even purchased three history books that the caretaker's office had for sale. I was nervous, and I felt helpless, but the more I thought about what Kelli had said, the better I felt. I would trust her and Millicent, and keep my eyes open for any opportunity to change events in our favor.

We finally had to leave and head back because Jess had scheduled us to have dinner with some of the company execs in the area that evening, and we all spent time going through Kelli's new books on the way back. By the time we returned I was in a better emotional state, and I was looking forward to a nice dinner with some dancing as well.