A gravelly deep voice says my name, “Aefre.”
As I turn towards the voice, I wake up with a start.
Cole is immediately by my side. “You okay?” he asks.
A bit groggy, I say, “Fine. Thirsty.” My mouth feels like I have eaten dust that was on fire, it is so dry. Gulping back the bottle water he hands me, I feel better.
“Thank you,” I mutter. I look over, but Devon has left me. I feel a bit annoyed by that.
“How is your back?” Cole asks.
I flex my shoulders and feel no pain. Frowning, I say, “Okay, I think. Check it?”
He peels away the robe carefully and says, “Huh. It’s healed. It’s like it was before, size wise.” He traces his finger gently over the lines so I can feel what he sees. “Sore?”
I shake my head. “No. What time is it?”
“Good. 6 AM.” It’s my usual wake-up time, but I realize I've slept for about eight hours.
“I was dreaming. It was… intense,” I say.
“Oh, what about?” he asks, concerned.
“Go get Devon and I’ll call CK. I don’t want to have to go through it more than once,” I say, reaching for my phone.
I message him, knowing he will pick it up right away: “News. Come now.”
He’s there before I have even put the phone back down. “How do you feel?” he asks, sitting next to me on the bed.
“Okay, a bit groggy,” I tell him.
He pulls me to him and kisses me on the mouth, pushing his tongue through my lips. I cling to him, crawling into his lap as he wraps his arms around me, holding me close. I rub myself over his stiffening cock, but he pulls away with a sigh. “I have wanted to kiss you that way since Sunday.” I lean my forehead against his, touching his lips with my fingers. I don’t move when Cole returns with Devon.
“Cole says you had some weird dreams,” Devon says, picking me up off my sire’s lap and placing me lightly on the edge of the bed. He flops down next to me as Cole sits on my other side and takes my hand. CK sighs again. I feel massively disappointed. I have wicked thoughts of us all in bed together. I want these three men I love so much, yet so differently, pleasing me, touching me, kissing me all over, making love to me. It’s pushing at my will.
Shaking my head to clear it, I recount what I could remember of the dreams.
They are all pensive as I finish up.
“Whatever this Power is, it’s definitely trying to tell you something,” Devon says, stating the obvious.
“No kidding,” I grumble.
Ignoring me, he continues, “Maybe about where the magick is coming from. Sounds Otherworldly to me.”
I look at CK, who is deep in thought. “Well? Any clue?” I ask.
His gaze flicks to me and he says, “Not yet. A male voice, yes?”
“Yes. I think so.”
“Is that all you remember?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, call me if you have any more dreams. I need to go and research what other plane this might be. I am not going to tell the other two. I think it best to keep this amongst ourselves for now.” And with that he’s gone.
“For fuck's sake! That man drives me insane!” I yell and throw a cushion at where he was standing.