Chapter Three
Brookhaven 201 YearsLater
River
Iwokeup gasping for air as my eyes shot open from the night terror. It was a memory of taking a woman’s sins years ago in Stonebridge. I pushed myself up and got out of bed. With my hands clasped behind my head, I paced around my quarters to calmdown.
I had come to the beautiful town of Brookhaven last year because my father and his despicable clan had been making appearances here. There had been rumors that Royal Darick coins had surfaced in Brookhaven, and my father was still desperate to get his hands on Royal Darick currency. He and the Carpe Noctem had killed at least a dozen in this town. I had been able to save a few of those souls, but not nearlyenough.
I think Brookhaven is similar to what Drishane must have been like; quiet, quaint, and friendly. I had fallen in love with the town and even took up a job at a bathhouse. It was perfect for me. They gave me living quarters on the second level and gave me a stipend for food. My job was to tend to all of the areas and ensure they were clean and stocked with towels. But the best part was the sex. Women, and an occasional man, would motion me over to them. They would either flat out ask for sex or just would touch me. I loved it here, I thought to myself as I looked out of my window at thesunrise.
Though the sunrise was mesmerizing, I was unable to shake from my mind the images of a woman’s demons that woke me up. The woman from Stonebridge was one of the cruelest humans to walk this earth, next to Lochlaan Mortas. However, Stonebridge was full of some of the lowest forms of life in all of the country ofDreyle.
Since taking her sins, I was assaulted by images of her drowning her children many times. She kept having children, hoping for a boy. But each time she had a girl, she had taken it to a creek and drowned it. Then she just left the body in the water. So far, I had counted at least six different faces of children that shemurdered.
With my heartbeat under control, I sat back down and considered her cruelty. Was it really that cruel? Indeed, it was cruel to have children, with no certainty that she wanted them. But, I am considering if it was cruel to end their lives so soon before they realized they wereunwanted.
My father never wanted me. In fact, he hated me so much that he cut my Mortas mark from my skin as a child. I rubbed my fingertips over the back of my neck as I recalled that day. Just as Derwin had predicted, the mark of Mortas grew back in the exact samespot.
Derwin spouting off a prophecy was the only thing that kept Lochlaan from killing me as an infant. But really, would I have been better off dead than to bear an eternal life absolving others of theirsins?
As I wallowed in self-pity, I got dressed and went downstairs to begin my day. I started the fire to warm the pools and saunas first, and then I stocked the massage rooms with towels. By the time I went through the lounge to start the tea, the reminders of the drowned children hadsubsided.
Around early afternoon, I was picking up some towels that had been discarded by one of the pools. There were three gorgeous women that had been giggling and laughing most of the day and had taken up a corner of the ladies’ pool area. They may have been approaching their late forties or early fifties and were having a grand time. All three of them were all smiles and beautiful. Two had inky black hair, and one of them had some silver streaks through the black locks. The other woman was a curvaceousbrunette.
I watched them swim and lounge naked. These women were confident and comfortable with their bodies, and it was such a turn on. I could tell that the three were used to being exposed in one another’s company as well. Also, a turn on tome.
They had been eyeing me all day, and I had caught everything they had said with my excellent hearing. And because I could hear everything they said, I made sure to flirt back with them. I tried not to laugh as I focused on foldingtowels.
“How old do you think he is?” the curvy brunette asked theothers.
“He cannot be more than thirty or thirty-five,” the woman with the silver streaks commented under herbreath.
“I wonder how big that bulge can get,” the other black-haired womansaid.
“We should make him come over here and strip for us,” the one with the silver streaks whispered, followed bylaughter.
“He can come over here and bury that handsome face between my legs. I have not had any oral pleasure from a man in years,” the brunette added in between thegiggles.
“We could make him our pleasure boy toy for the rest of the day,” the woman without the silver streaksshrieked.
I smirked, knowing that I was probably hundreds of years older than these beauties. Their conversation was funny to me since they had no clue that I could hear them on the other side of the pool. I had encountered women like this before. They are all talk and nobite.
“God, watching that young man move around the pool is making me all wet,” the black-haired womanmurmured.
“Me too,” the brunetteagreed.
“Did you ladies bring your cocks?” the silver-streaked haired woman asked the othertwo.
I casually looked in their direction as they confirmed that they all had brought their lacquered wooden cocks. I looked back down at the towels for a few moments and when I looked up again, my cock hardened at the sight before me. Each woman was on her respective chaise, but the two black-haired women were leaning toward the middle chaise where the brunette sat. They were sucking the tits of the brunette while they straddled their own woodencocks.
“Fuck,” I said under my breath as I watched these beautiful women attempt to satisfy their needs with the woodencocks.
I stayed still as long as I could, and then I had to give these women what they needed. A real cock. I slowly stroked the length of my cock over the fabric of my trousers as I walked over to them. When they all looked up at me with heated stares, I unbuttoned mytrousers.
“I believe that I have something better than those lacquered cocks,” I confidentlystated.
All three women stared at me as if I were a figment of their imagination. The two women that were sucking the tits of the brunette eased back in their seats as the wooden cocks slid out of theircunts.
