Chapter 48
The drive back to the house was wonderfully tranquil, and Andy got a chance to chat and relax with Fiona, while Niko and Alexis were mostly focused on the road and the environment around them. He found their attention to detail and precision almost uncanny, as they made sure they were never taking the same route twice, even if it meant they were adding a few minutes here and there to the trip. Niko told them that being unpredictable was the best habit to get into, because it meant people couldn't lie in wait along a predetermined route. Andy told her how unlikely he found this, but she pointed out to him that Phil had been ambushed more than once, and the most recent one had been inside the walls of New Eden, which Andy almost wished Niko hadn't told him.
New Eden was supposed to be a safe haven, a place where they were protected and buffered off from the nightmares of the real world, but the longer Andy had been here, the more he'd decided he'd simply traded one set of problems for another. There was no such thing as an idyllic world - that's why they were ideals.
Different cage, different gilding, same bars.
Despite it being November, the heat had kicked back up again, and the air conditioning in the Tesla kicked in about half way back to the house. Fiona had finished transcribing all her notes from her meeting with Piper a few days ago and asked Andy permission to reprint his letter word-for-word in her upcoming book, something Andy said he was going to have to think about, but knew he would probably agree to in the end, especially since Fiona was already planning on writing about the infamous poker game that had had so many endless repercussions on his life.
He hoped he came out looking okay in the story, but knew it was a very reprehensible thing to get involved in, even for the most noble of reasons.
The car pulled back onto their property just a few minutes past noon. While it felt like the whole thing getting Eve imprinted onto Nathaniel had taken days, it had actually only been about half an hour at the house where Eve and the two Russian men had been holed up. Most of the rest of the time had been in transit, between Rook Manor and Watkins Manor then over to Sergei's house then back to home, all the while never taking the most direct or obvious route.
"You got the blood? You didn't lose it?" Alexis asked as they all started to get out of the car.
"I didn't lose the damn blood," Niko sighed, rolling her eyes, grabbing the little cooler box the blood was being kept in. "I meant to ask, Lexi. Are you still feeling super sensitive? I know those new nerves are probably edgy at least a bit."
"It's lessened a lot, but the flesh is still kind of tender, like the point where the sunburn has peeled but it's still funny to touch," she said, as they walked back to the house. "So yeah, sensitive but not debilitatingly so."
Andy couldn't help himself, so he scooted up quickly behind Alexis and pressed his lips against the side of her neck that had just a short while ago had been covered by scars, kissing it with a sloppy pucker, as she tensed up and shivered a little, reaching back to place her hand on the back of his neck.
"Holy shit, that feels nice," she murmured before Andy finally pulled back and away. "I hope it doesn't entirely go away, because that gave me a good little sexual tingle."
"Oh, that happens any time Andy touches me," Niko countered.
"Mmmm... I mean, it's always great, but that's even more sensitive than I expected it to be. Anyway, we should get the blood into the cooler and you should go hop through another shower, Andy. We've got a few hours before company, and it's important you smell nice when they show up."
"I smell fine!" Andy said as he frowned, lifting one of his arms up to sniff himself. He didn't smell
that
bad, but he'd definitely been stress perspiring while over with Eve. "I guess it wouldn't hurt."
As they headed into the house, they split, with Andy and Fiona walking up the stairs towards the master bedroom and bathroom, as Niko and Alexis went to put the blood into a better storage unit. Muninn, his Russian blue cat, met up with them part way up the stairs, rubbing against Andy's leg with so little warning that he nearly stumbled, Fi helping stabilize him. "Way to go, Mun," Fiona told him. "He nearly went down onto the stairs."
"Meow," the cat replied, looking completely unbothered by the scolding, as he scooted up the stairs with them. Andy pet the cat for a minute or so until the feline had gotten his fill and wandered away from him, off to cause mischief elsewhere, or nap, dealer's choice.
Andy was a little surprised to find the master bedroom empty, considering they were having guests over in just a few hours, but maybe the girls had all gotten ready while he'd been away. One of the things he'd definitely learned over the past few weeks was that women could work better as a team to get prepped together, and that while one girl could seem to take forever to get ready, when the majority of girls were done, they would all rally around to help the last one finish with whatever she was working on. It had been a nice surprise, but one he'd also learned to stay well out of the way of. Several women working to help one get ready was a whirling dervish of activity that he was likely to lose a finger in.
He kicked off his shoes, peeled off his shirt and his pants, tossing them into the hamper with his name on it along with his socks and boxers before walking into the bathroom as he saw Fiona stripping down as well, clearly going to join him in the shower.
It was incredibly nice to have Fiona back in his life, and they'd basically picked up like the time they'd been apart had been months, not a decade and a half. He'd been surprised how nice it had felt having her with him when they were over getting Eve imprinted onto Watkins. Just her very presence had been reassuring and calming, much like how Aisling's was as well. The two women were starting to spend more time together, and they'd gotten along famously. Andy had even seen the two of them share a kiss earlier in the day, something he had to admit had made his cock stiffen.
He headed over towards the shower and stepped in to turn it on. The one solitary complaint about the house was that there was really no way to turn on the shower in the master bathroom without getting at least a little wet. As quickly as he could, he hopped back, only getting his arm and foot wet, stepping back out of the walk-in shower that was large enough to hold at least six people at once.
They'd tried and succeeded, but the plans were to try even more, sooner or later.
It was always sooner rather than later.
Once he reached the edge of the tile to step back out of the shower, though, he felt a hand slide up and over his eyes, as he chuckled softly. "You sure we have enough time for this, Fi?" he asked.
"It's a couple of hours before anyone's going to be here, Andy," Fiona purred into his ear. "Let's have a little bit of fun." She moved to wheel him around a little bit, as he laughed.
"You're getting greedy. You haven't even been here two weeks and you're already trying a load from me nearly every day," he told her. "I imagine some of the girls are going to get fussy about that. Even in her heyday when it was just four of us, Ash generally wanted a couple of days in between. Same for Lauren and Niko."
He felt Fiona's other hand reach down to stroke his cock a little bit before her hips pushed against his ass and he leaned forward, feeling the tip of his dick press against someone else's pussy, as he sunk into it, a throaty moan coming from in front of him. "This one's not for me, but I'm going to lend a hand," Fiona giggled, as her hand slid off his eyes and he looked into the mirror to see that he was hilt deep within Sheridan's snatch, a sly smile on her lips, her blonde curly mane pulled back into the loosest ponytail he'd ever seen.
"Toldja you'd be in my cunt before you even knew it," Sheridan said, licking her lips. She was bent over the sink counter, her hands pressed against the top of it, her body only slightly bent, but her stance was wide, so that Andy was getting his dick all the way inside of her slippery pussy, as Fiona moved from behind him to spin, leaning her bare ass against the counter right next to Sheridan. "Surprise sex fuckin' rocks."
"You don't mind that I'm here, do you, Sher?" Fiona chuckled throatily leaning in, like she was thinking about kissing the other woman before starting to pull back until one of Sheridan's hands lifted from the counter and curved around the back of Fiona's neck, tugging her close until the two women were locking lips, and mashing their tongues together.
When the two finally broke their kiss for a moment, Sheridan laughed, wickedly, hungrily. "Some of Andy's girls may not like playing with other girls, but I sure as fuck do. Game on, bitch."
Fiona waggled a finger at Sheridan, tsking her a little. "Nobody calls me a bitch but Moira, and she's earned it. I might let Andy do it if I'm especially horny, but that's about it. Try it again, and I'll make you regret it."
"Oh yeah?" Sheridan said, grinning as she started swiveling her hips back at Andy, letting him feel her gyrate her pussy on his dick, even while she was bouncing just a little bit, keeping the thrusts tiny and shallow for the moment, not letting him move too far away from her. "What's that supposed to mean, hm?"
Fiona smirked, trailing one of her fingernails up along under Sheridan's chin. "Push me too hard and I'll break you and make you
my
bitch, just like Whitney and Nicolette are Andy's," Fiona said, licking her lips. "Although maybe you'd like that, the feeling of my hand around your throat while you're cumming around my man's cock."
"
Our
man's cock," Sheridan said. "And that doesn't sound too bad, but I think I like us being on equal ground."
"Oh. Honey," Fiona said with a huge amount of sass. "You want to claim that, you're
definitely
gonna have to earn it. But we'll have the rest of our lives to work all that out." She reached down and plucked at one of Sheridan's thick nipples. The woman had larger nipples and areola than the rest of the girls in the house, and apparently they were also among the most sensitive, because he felt Sheridan's cunt clamp down on his dick reflexively when Fi's fingernails grazed against the thick pink bud. "I'm keen to see just how flexible a true acrobat is, though."
