The Eraser

Author note- thank you so much for reviewing my story. Instructive criticism is appreciated. I want this story to be worth your time and I hope I keep that promise. I’m also prone to mistakes so if any characters are incorrectly named, described, or whatever, let me know. That’s about it… so here you go, chapter 2.

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Anita sighed a contented sigh as she sat at the island in the kitchen of the house shared with Micah and Nathanial and sometimes Damien sipping her third coffee of the day. She’d just gotten home from work at Animators Inc. and tonight she had two raisings. So, she’d intended to come home to her boys and spend the evening watching a couple crappy movies and eating take out only to find a note saying they went running. So here she was, drinking coffee in an empty house.

Just as she was contemplating which take out to order, the front door opened and Nathanial walked in wearing jogging shorts and a tank top. His auburn hair was twisted into a loose bun at the nape of his neck. Micah came in behind him similarly dressed with his hair in a high ponytail, strands sticking to his face and neck. Nathanial bounded over to her like an energetic puppy, giving her a tight hung.

She wrinkled her nose at him, partially in joke. She loved the smell of her men, no matter what. There was something about a sweaty male that just did it for her.

Nathanial laughed at her, “alright I can take a hint. I call dibs on the shower.” He turned and shimmied out of the room, his hips swaying as he did so. Anita smiled after him, loving that he could be that carefree.

Micah turned towards her, giving her a quick kiss as he walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. “You’re home early. Do you have raisings tonight?” he got his glass and leaned against the marble counter.

“Yea, I’ve got two raisings. Wont be done till twelve most likely.” Neither of the raisings tonight would prove to be difficult most likely, but usually the client wanted to spend as much time with the deceased as possible and it was Anita's job to give them as long as they were paying for.

“I’d like for you to take Nicky with you.”

“Why?” said Anita, bristling at the command.

“We don’t know if this James Black was the only Berserker offered your name. we also don’t know he himself will try anything. I’d like to know you’ve got some extra muscle with you.”

“Fine,” she grumbled, I’ll just explain to my clients that a sociopathic wizard is after me so I need this were lion to witness a very private moment with me. Their lawyers will definitely understand.” She stood up and crossed her arms, her frustration practically tangible.

Micah ran a hand over his face, “Tell them he’s your assistant. I don’t really care what you say, but I need you to take him Anita. I need to know you’re safe. Please?” He walked over to her pulling her into his arms. “Don’t fight me on this Anita. It’s just Nicky. Please?”

She sighed, leaning into his embrace, “I’m being a bitch again aren’t I? Making something that should be easy hard.” Micah stayed quiet, smart man. “It’s just, I’m… I’m scared Micah.” She turned to face him, “I don’t know enough about wizards or Black. And Nathanial has this faith in me. Every time he looks at me like I’m super woman and that I can beat everything, I can’t let him down.”

Before she could continue Micah kissed her, wrapping his arms around her back, his thumbs rubbing circles in her lower back. She felt a spark and her leopard came out to caress and twirl around his. Their beasts’ played the timeless game, rolling around and inside each other, the hum of magic in the air. Finally they pulled back, slightly breathless.

“It’s not you alone Anita. We’re all here for you. You’re never alone anymore. Tonight we’ll go to the circus and tell Jean-Claude and everyone what’s going on. Until then, don’t worry too much about it.”

“You say that now, but what if ‘Mommy Dearest’ shows up in the next few days? What then?” she knew she was being ridiculous, but she couldn’t help her worry.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it Anita. But these people he’s bringing with him can only help us. We can use the extra man power. It’s the role of the coalition to help any weres that need our help. We can’t just abandon them. I know what its like to be a new were, and five years without any one to help them, teach them, it’s amazing that they’re still alive. Lone animals usually either die or go rogue."

“please don’t make them have to be alone Anita.” Begged Nathanial’s voice. He walked into the room with only shorts on, his long hair dark and heavy from his shower. “I know what its like to be alone and it’s the worst feeling in the world. You and Micah are the best thing that ever happened to this Pard and to the Were community in general. Without you, we would be dead or worse. Don’t leave them alone, please.”

His lavender eyes were so broken and sad that Anita couldn’t stop herself from going to him and wrapping her arms around him. He fell into her like a child, despite their size difference. This made her petite 5’3” frame seem so much larger. He buried his face in her hair, trembling slightly.

Micah came over and wrapped his arms around both of them, his eyes giving Anita a pointed look. Anita knew when she was beat.

“I won’t turn them away Nathanial. I promise.”

(SMUT)

She pulled back, bring Nathanial’s face down to hers as she kissed his face, his forehead, cheeks and finally his lips. He opened to her soft caresses, his tongue seeking hers as if he would e lost without it. Anitas hands twisted in his damp hair and caressed the nap of his neck. Nathanial’s hands followed suit, twisting in her ebony locks. She felt hands at her waist, un-tucking her dress shirt and undoing the buttons. She felt Micah, behind her, slide the shirt off her shoulders. She felt him un-strap the blade sheath that went down her back removing it from her and stepping away, most likely to put it on the counter with her guns.

Nathanial was making keening noises as her hands left his neck to rake her nails down his back leaving red marks that would heal human slow. She couldn’t stop a moan as Micah removed her bra and began needing her full breasts, tweaking the nipples.

She left Nathanial’s mouth and traveled down his neck to his collar, trailing kisses and bites in her wake. She got to his nipple and bit into the flesh harshly, almost drawling blood. The euphoric moan he released went straight to her core and she couldn’t help herself from rubbing her thighs together to relieve some tension. She licked and sucked the abused nub before giving its twin the same treatment. She then pulled her men into the connected living room and pushed Nathanial onto the coach.

She slowly removed her pants and the lacy black thong that matched her bra. She turned to Micah, who was behind her, and kissed him, feeling all the magic that came from kissing her Nimir-Raj. She soon had his shirt and shorts off and her hands tracing every inch of his chest and back, feeling his muscles roll under her fingers. She gave his nipples a gentler, but equally pleasurable, treatment than Nathanial. Then she reached down and griped his sizable manhood and caressed it a few times. She then turned to Nathanial to see him naked on the couch lazily stroking himself with pure sex in his gaze.

“ I want you to give me head Anita while Micah fucks you.” He grinned at her, “please?”

Anita was slightly shocked. Not that that position was something new for them, but that Nathanial had been so forward with what he wanted. Of all the men Anita shared a bad with, Nathanial was the least demanding. She looked at Micah who was equally shocked and pleased. It had taken so long for them to get Nathanial to actually tell them what he wanted in the bedroom.

“your wish is my command” said Micah, quoting their latest bed time story, Arabian Nights. He then picked up Anita and placed her between Nathanial’s legs on her hands and knees. He then settled in on the couch behind her.

Startled by the sudden move it took Anita a moment to get oriented, then she began to feel her bodies trembling. She wanted them and she wanted them soon. She leaned up and began nibbling on Nathanial’s hips and inner thighs as she felt Micah groping the flesh of her ass, biting and kissing the pale globes. She then took mercy on Nathanial and lowered her head to his leaking manhood and gave a lick from base to head, swirling the pre-cum on his belly and lapping it up.

She felt Micah’s fingers tracing her labia, her sex pulsing and dripping for him. She then took Nathanial’s dick in hand before lowering her mouth over him. She took him down to the base, filling her throat. She then moved up, then down to the end again, groaning as Micah’s fingers finally sought their goal and entered her. She went up and down a few more times, deep throating Nathanial until she could take it any more. She soon found a half way point, using her hand to cover what she could swallow and began bobbing her head on Nathanial’s sex loving the taste and feeling of him.

She whined as Micah removed his fingers, but was pleased when she felt his erection probing her leaking hole. She pulled up on Nathanial, going down just as Micah plunged into her, hitting her G-spot head on. She moaned around Nathanial as waves of pleasure flooded her body. In and out, up and down. Her mind was lost and all that mattered was the pleasure she felt. She felt Micah’s thrust going deep into her, adding to the waves she felt building in her core.

All too soon she felt the end was near, thrusting back onto Micah and sucking, licking, and bobbing on Nathanial with renewed vigor. Suddenly, her orgasm hit her, bringing Micah with her and wave after wave of intense pleasure rippled through her body causing her to twist, moan, and shutter. Seconds after her Nathanial released into her mouth, his salty and bitter cum shooting down her throat as Micah filled her cunt.

Contentedly, Anita let Nathanial’s cock fall from her lips as she licked it clean. She then lay across him, allowing Micah to slide out of her with a slick pop. She snuggled close to Nathanial feeling Micah settle at the other end of the couch his legs intertwining with theirs.

All three were happy, content, and thankful for the moment of peace. Basking in the after glow they were almost able to forget about their up coming problems. Almost.