Chapter 30: They are the ones!

Chapter 30: They are the ones! Without waiting for her to recover he thrust into her, leaning over he took her lips, shutting every slight moan she could muster. Ethan sat on the chair, giving all of Eva to Julian. Julian bit her lower lips slightly before trailing kisses on her neck, sucking and leaving small bites on her collarbone. His waist moved, thrusting deeply but slowly which brought maddening pleasure to her. Her lower half felt so stuffed. Julian took his sweet time, slowly enjoying her squeezing warmth before picking up pace. ’’mm~’’ Eva wrapped her hands weakly across his neck, as he rammed into her, the force pushing her forward. His shaft scraped at her sensitive walls without mercy. ’’pah~ squlech~’’ Julian moaned into her neck, his hand wrapping around her back, bringing her closer to him, her breast rubbed on his chest as he moved. Eva’s sensitive nipples rubbed on his chest, sending tingling pain and pleasure down her spine. She bit his neck from the stimulation, her insides milking him hard, and his breath grew heavy. He pounded into her, filling the room with loud, ambiguous sounds. Eva moaned breathlessly, intense pleasure raking her, ’’mm~ slow....down~’’ she moaned, her words breathless. Their joint flesh was a mess of white foam fluids, his shaft pounded restlessly on her pleasure spot, causing her toes to curl, her mouth loosened, and a thread of clear liquid slid down from the corner of her lips. Ethan watched this with fascination, and his shaft hardened; after a few thrusts, a soft scream left Eva’s lips, her hands scratching his back as she climaxed, her orgasm so intense that her walls tightened around him. He grunted and thrust a few rounds before cuming as well. Julian’s breath came out in pants, he held her closely, kissing her softly to gather his breath. Their night was far from over, the crystals glowed on three moving figures on the bed, Ethan and Julian swapping positions as they fried Eva’s brain with ecstasy. They went at it for hours, not knowing if the morning had broken before they collapsed on the bed. Eva’s lower lips dripped out excess white liquid, her body covered in hickeys, Ethan caught his breath before he and Julian cleaned her up, and Julian changed the soaked sheets. Ethan placed Eva gently on the bed and covered her, each washed up, before lying on the bed with her. They were too exhausted to wonder about the lack of light or the slow-running water. Eva was sandwiched in their middle, her back to Julian and front, on Ethan’s chest. After hours of sleep, Ethan and Julian woke up, and Eva was still sleeping between them. They glanced at her and what they did flashed through their mind. A smile crossed Julian’s lips; he couldn’t believe one day, he was going to sleep with a woman. With his lack of attraction to the later sex, he wondered at one point if he was gay. But now it seems not. His finger played with her green locks, as he thought. ’This meat-obsessed, overdramatic, lazy, petite woman was never going to leave his sight, she’s mine.’ this thought filled his heart as he placed a kiss on her lips. Ethan was entranced by the play of crystal light on her pale skin, his fingers caressed her chin, going slowly down her neck. A soft chuckle left when he recalled how she took him for a real cat. He kissed her deeply, his eyes dark with possessiveness. Eva frowned in her sleep, her face turned to the other side. Ethan released her lips and sat up. He turned to see Julian’s expressionless face but he ignored it. They came to an unspoken agreement to share her, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t be jealous or compete for her favour. Ethan ignored him and the glowing crystal finally caught his attention. His brows furrowed, getting out of the bed. He went through his space bag and brought out his phone to check the time but it was dead, ’’what’s the time?’’ he turned to Julian and asked with a frown, growing gradually on his face. Julian was about to tell him to check his phone. He wasn’t a walking clock because of his time powers. But before he could speak, Ethan raised his blank phone as if reading his mind. Julian sat up, his expression turned serious; if it was someone else, he would have blamed them for saving money and not recharging their phone. Black mist coiled around his hands, forming a hazy ticking clock. The shorthand was on 8 and the longhand on 12. ’’what’s going on, it’s 8 a.m.’’ his tone shocked by the unbelievable situation. Ethan quickly went to the window, pulling the curtains. The city was cloaked in darkness, the only source of light was a few scattered pieces of glowing crystals. Julian joined him and was met with these sights as well. ’’What the hell is going on?’’ Julian muttered as he saw the top where the light was supposed to be was completely dark, with scattered crystals. Ethan’s heart sank for no reason, he sensed things were far from normal. ’’We have to get back to Oasis.’’ Ethan’s tone was decisive, coming to a decision. It is better to stay where they are familiar with than stay clueless in another city. At least there, they can get information from the connections they have. Julian nodded and quickly dressed the sleeping Eva, carrying her gently. They paid the guy manning the counter. ’’Do you know the directions to the train station? Julian asked the man, as Ethan pushed fifty silver coins towards him. The man grinned and took the coins immediately from the counter. ’Rich folks.’ he assessed them covertly, tucking the coins in his pocket. ’’Enter a public bus and get down at Red Street. There, ask around and they’ll show you the way.’’ Seeing the frown and his vague direction he added. ’’The train is around there, you might even hear the loud horn.’’ The man’s tone was filled with sincerity. They nodded and left the hotel. Walking down the street, the darkness seemed to swallow them, only the scattered crystal lights were their guide. After some minutes, the sounds of footsteps echoed behind them. Ethan exchanged glances with Julian. Julian nodded and cradled Eva carefully, his grip steady. ’’They are the ones!’’ a familiar voice shouted in the dark, and their face darkened with anger. This was the man they asked for directions from. ’’Oi,’’ a sharp, hoarse tone echoed at their back, turning they saw ten men. Seeing the leader was about to move his lips, Julian flicked his fingers, a sharp glint of dagger left his hands and pierced through the man’s throat. Killing him instantly. The eyes of the other men shrank with terror. Julian had killed their strong leader just with the wave of his hand. The counter man’s legs buckled. ’It’s over.’ Regret for his greed twisted in his gut.