A Kiss of Life (Bk2)

Chapter 4

I glared warningly at the boys. They were so not going to eat mother. Not only would that irk her no bounds but it was a sure way to get the lot of us transported to hell. Been there done that and neither of us were the better for it.

"Mother? Why are you a pixie? And why are you here at all?"

I shifted my staff and kicked at a slug that poured out of my sleeves. Mother did that to the cloak. If it wasn't slugs, it was leeches and then of course there were the cloak's favourites, maggots.

As I stood there raining creepy crawlies mother did an areal sweep of the stones before returning back to us.

"I'm fucking a pixie, what else. He may be tiny but I can assure you his cock is huge... and so satisfying," she all but purred as she continued to fly about me. I curbed the urge to swat her. I was getting dizzy from her buzzing around.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" She asked tossing her mane of red curls back before reaching up to fluff it. Was she trying to look hot? I caught her tiny freen eyes dart to the side obviously trying to get a look at William while trying hard not to be obvious about it. I felt my anger flare up. Of all the nerve. She was so not getting hot over my friends.

I opened my mouth to spew her with my verbal diatribe only to have a swarm of fleas. The real type rush out.

They buzzed around her. I watched with glee as she tried to swat them away then she took off with the lot of them buzzing after her. The hilarity of what had occured struck us all at the same time.

The stonehenge shook with laughter. Our hysterical cries of sheer pleasure reviberated off the walls. This place was indeed magic.

But not as magical as was my cloak. I ran a caressing bony hand down its length. You did well cloak. You did well.

The shudder of pleasure from the cloak at my praise was unmistakable.

I smiled in return.