The Succubae Seduction Bk. 02: The Twins Ch. 25

It only lasted for a couple seconds before the cocoon of earth fell away, and he found himself outside. He looked around in time to see an egg-shaped mound each fall away from Megan, Shlee, and Mei. The Orange Bubble was right there with them, purring softly as though happy to see its master after a long absence. The ancient orange Volkswagen Beetle possessed a portion of the Pillar of Fire's soul from before she took on the mantle of Fire's power and was sentient in its own way. Angela was a succubus at the time, which allowed the car to use illusion and evasion magics, as well as incredible speed.

"I guess that's one way to lose an argument," Lyden groused as he regarded his car. Shelly wasn't with them. He glanced around and then jumped back as the passenger door opened on its own.

Brooke stepped out, dressed in a dark, tight-fitting outfit. The mermaid had two shimmering blue blades at her hips and looked for all the world like she was ready for battle.

With a groan, Eldon realized that all the women with them were redheads. At least Areth was left behind. Her antics would only cause issues on their delicate mission.

"Brock and Oberon are waiting inside," Brooke said and held the door for them to enter.

"Brock?" Megan asked. "Isn't he the large merman with the huge mechanical legs? How are we all going to fit inside that little car?"

Eldon grinned and ignored her. She'd learn.

Sure enough, the woman gasped as she ducked to enter the doorway and saw the dimensionally larger space inside.

Shlee started gabbing about some ancient television show and explaining how it was bigger on the inside.

Eldon thought about going into the back where there was a large bed but saw his father and Brooke reaching it first. Brock stood to the far side by the fountain, able to stand up entirely within the car, with Oberon sitting on his shoulder, snoozing. For such a little creature, he sure could snore!

He heard his father complaining to his mermaid wife about his treatment by Gaia and decided that he wanted to be in the front. The windshield showed a significantly distorted view of the world and pulled the curtain across it as he got into the driver's seat. He wouldn't be doing any driving; the car would take them to their destination on its own.

"Can we talk?" Shlee asked just as he let his head fall back and eyes close. He wasn't particularly tired but didn't know when the next chance they'd get to rest would be.

He looked at his lover and smiled. "I will always have time for you," he told her and meant it.

The smile that lit her blue eyes warmed him up inside. He knew their relationship wasn't perfect, but he still loved her.

"We really haven't had a chance to talk since you asked me to... or since the wedding, and I wanted to make sure we're okay." He could hear the worry in her voice, and it tore at his heart. "I could smell your concern earlier when I hugged you, and I can see the pain in your eyes sometimes when you look at me."

He reached out at took her hands in his. "I love you, Shlee. I'll be honest and admit that it felt like you were rejecting me when you turned me down, but Mandy helped me see how selfish I was being. I didn't consider your feelings or what you went through when I asked you to marry me. Hell, your last fiancée tried to kill us! I will wait for you to be ready. And if it never happens, then so be it. My parents aren't married, and they're happy together. It was an impulsive gesture on my part, and—oomph."

He cut off as Shlee leaned in and kissed him. Her tongue snaked around his lips, never trying to enter, but teasing for a moment before she pulled back.

"You were starting to babble," she accused him, but with a wolfish grin. "But thank you, Eldon. I do love you, and I wish Mandy were here so there could be no doubt. I—"

This time he cut her short with a quick kiss. "I don't need my wife to tell me that you love me," he said with a smirk as he pulled away. "I can see it in the way you smile when our eyes meet. In the way your voice changes slightly when you talk to me versus others. And in the actions you take. You're here with us now, instead of mourning your loss. You're coming with us when I know your heart is still broken over Dimitri's betrayal. You're a strong woman, with a great heart, Shlee, and I love you dearly. I wish I could take your pain away, but since I can't, I hope you know that I'm here for you if you need me."

She met his grin with one of her own, before dodging her head forward and giving his cheek a quick lick. "I was afraid you were going to start rambling again," she said. Then before he could come up with a response, she dipped back in and pressed her firm lips to his. This time her tongue came out to play, slipping between his teeth and dancing happily with his.

"Ooh," Oberon's voice cut in above their heads. "Can we start another orgy in here? That'd be a great way to pass the time!"

"Knock it off, dear," Brock commanded from further back in the car as Shlee and Eldon pulled away. "I already told you, there weren't going to be any orgies during this trip."

Eldon grimaced as he recalled the fuzzy memories from the mind-controlled group-sex that Oberon was referring to. That hadn't been their decision, and he was more than happy to never have another.

Just as he opened his mouth to let Oberon know which hole he could shove that suggestion into, the Orange Bubble lurched.

"What the..." Lyden announced from the back as the magical car jerked again.

Shlee sprawled into his lap, and Eldon struggled to help her get upright when the car flipped onto its driver's side, and a horrendous screech sounded next to him.

"What happened?" Eldon asked as Shlee and he disentangled from each other. The car had come to a stop, but his head rang from a blow he took in the process.

"I don't know," his father said, concern thick in his voice. "The Orange Bubble is almost always smooth to ride in, unless... What's that?"

Eldon rubbed at his ears, trying to will away the ringing, but it was Shlee who answered as the car shook again.

"It sounds like explosions. Can we be under attack?" She had a small cut on her left cheek, but it appeared to be minor. The way her left arm hung limply at her side, however, was another matter.

"You're hurt," Eldon worried over her, but she shrugged him off. He watched as her arm righted itself, and Lyden answered her question. She was a fast healer, which he should have recalled from her being a werewolf, but his head was fuzzy.

"The car is magical. It's not supposed to be detectable by any ordinary means when traveling. It's why I never had to worry about speeding tickets, or the paparazzi when I'm traveling around on Earth."

Eldon felt at his head, noting a tender but large lump in the back. He must have struck it hard against the windows when they crashed. As he looked around, he found the interior of the car was lit from daylight outside, but dim otherwise. The Orange Bubble's interior lights were dark.

"Brock?" Brooke called out, then shouted, "Brock!" She sounded dazed, but panic soon filled her voice. "Lyden, he's not breathing!"

"Whoa..." Oberon's voice wobbled as much as Eldon's head as he tried to stand. "What a bad trip. Brock? Bridgette?" There was a pause, and Eldon saw the small fairy king stumble around. One of his wings was broken, hanging oddly from his back, and the other had a terrible tear in it. Then he spotted his lover. "Oh, fuck! Lover!" He leaped into the air and landed next to Brock's prone body.

Brock's mechanical legs were tipped over. The water that usually rested in the bowl that he swam in soaked the carpet beneath. Eldon knew he needed constant water, though he also knew it wasn't required for him to breathe.

Pounding sounded from outside the car, on the door that was directly over Eldon's head. The voice that yelled in was full of authority and sent chills down Eldon's spine.

"By order of the righteous and human society of the Paladonic Knights, we order you to come out and face justice, foul abomination, and betrayer of humanity, Lyden Snow."

Eldon turned to look at his father, color draining from their faces as they recognized that voice.

"I thought only men were part of the Paladonic Knights," Megan said as blood dripped from a cut on her chin.