Ambrosia sat in her room as she bandaged Zeke's wounds. Her husband could be an idiot when it came to their slave. She rubbed his arm and elicited a growl as she made the wound worse. She smirked and stood up, "Thats what you get for fighting him all out," She huffed and looked back at him. "Was it fun?"
"Fun?" Zeke asked looking at her, "The crater is growing bigger by the moment, I dont know what it's going to do, I feel uneasy. The fight with Chris... he brought Hope, and the fights are getting more obvious now, the needless deaths."
"Zeke-" She started, he held up a hand.
"I should be reveling in the death's of my enemies, but the rebels are little more than other subjects of ours." He ran a bandaged hand through his hair. "I cant keep this up much longer, Chris needs to return, his people need to come topside, and our Sons need to know who gave them life."
She hugged him on impulse, he was trembling in rage. Ambrosia could feel it as she melded her mind with her husbands, they converged and he held onto her as he ranted about the angels takign what was rightfully his. She craddled her husband knowing she could do little else, she felt other hands surround them and she looked up to see Chris. He was just as beat up as Zeke but he was smiling, he leaned down and touched his head to Zeke's,"Stop stressing out master, we have but two years."
"Indeed, and in that time, am I to continue slaughtering humans? Sport is one thing, torture another, but slaughter because the angels refuse to let go an age old battle?" Zeke touched Chris and Ambrosia slid her hands along his. She smiled as Zeke huffed, "I'm tired of war, I'm tired of fighting humans, I'd much rather take the fight to the angels themselves for stealing you away."
Ambrosia looked at Chris frantically, Zeke was in a dangerous state, he wanted to war with the angels, and as strong as they were they would be razed by divine fire the instant they declared battle. She clutched at her husband and Chris kissed him, they needed to show Zeke that nothing was coming between them, the seperation was almost over, it was near its finish.
Chris rolled over and laid on the bed before them, "I'm right here, I'm always here." He said as Zeke growled and rolled himself over to Chris, she sat back and touched Zeke's bare back, her fingers gliding down and tracing muscles as she watched Zeke pull the clothes hastilly of of Chris. She slid in and assisted, her lips claiming her slaves. Zeke slid up behind her and ran fingers along her shoulders, gently lifting her dress until she was bare for her husband and her slave. She watched as Chris and Zke linked hands, her allure filled the room and Chris arched up. His lips latchign onto her breast, she gasped and shifed as Zeke's expert hands sank to her hips and moved her to straddle Chris.
They were intimatly pressed, she hissed as Zeke's length slid alongside Chris' pressed against her folds. She tilted ehr head back as Zeke's hand slipped donw to finger her, Chris's other hand massaged both their lengths and she was panting at the fricion of Zeke's fingers probing her, and Chris' brushing her clit. She hissed and she felt Chris jolt beneath her, his head tossed back, his eyes wide as he panted. She felt Zeke pull back so she slid herself down onto Chris. He looked up those haunting blue eyes searing her. She loved her slave, gods did she love him. Zeke's breath fanned out on her shoulder and she knew Chris had taken him as well. Her slave closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. "Move, before I lose my mind." He panted, she smiled and leaned forward, Zeke's hands caught her hips and used her to thrust into Chris, their moving sank Chris deeper inside her.
She hissed and clutched her sheets as they moved in unison, their links smashed wide open and Chris' soul slid between theirs, giving Ambrosia a burts of enrgy that fed her soul. Zeke's wrapepd around them and just like his hars thrusts into Chris, and Chris' frantic lifting of his own hips, it drove her to the edge, she came and cried out their names. Zeke growled and his fingers slipped to where she and Chris were joined, it threw her headlong into a second more intense orgasm. Chris huffed and came, his body straining to sink deeper in her, pulling Zeke further in. She heard Zeke growl and his fangs sank into her neck, she hissed and looked back at her husband, his eyes glittering red and lookign more demonic than ever. He slid back and fell to the bed, his breathing deep and erratic. Chris was likewise out of it, she however was taking in the expended energy, her skin glowing from the feed. She smiled and kissed Chris, then she kissed Zeke, their bodies entwined she felt home. This was how it was meant to be. She knew it.