Lachesis spoke up. “Typhon was aligned with Adaela’s father, along with Belial, Mammon, the Al Basty, the WeweGombel, and many other creatures with his end goals of domination.”
“Do we know where these individuals are nowadays?” asked Bram.
“No idea, but we’ll see if we can find out,” Clotho said, and the Fates moved to leave the room so they could do some research—possibly in the form of visions, now that they had something to go off.
“Does anyone know where Typhon was before he was relocated to Tartarus?” asked one of the Angels. I didn’t know their name, but they were in their Angel form of many wings and eyes.
I gave this one to Daedalus, who shrugged. “Last I remember, he was in Corycus, Constantinople, now modern-day Turkey. He had a cave. I believe those caves are now called Cennet and Cehennem, or the Heaven and Hell caves. Zeus was responsible for that one, and I doubt he’d take our call. The area once held Typhon for a time, before he was sent to Tartarus. Once the Christians moved in, they made it a monastery. I’m unsure if it’s still in use, but I wouldn’t put it past Typhon to have murdered the humans there to suit his needs for solitude. What I’m not sure of is how he would manage to keep tourists away. From what I hear, it’s a popular tourist destination now.”
Checking with Mia, the human lead of thePax, I asked, “Can you help us get access to this area? I’m not sure of what the protocol is outside of St. Louis.”
She raised her phone in the air. “I’m already on it. Who is available to help us go check out the area? I know Humans won’t stand a chance against Typhon. Hell, we might not either.” Several beings raised their hands, offering up some of their guards for the cause. I noticed one of Typhon’s sons raise his hand as well.
“I don’t recommend you go, Mothman. Your father is trying to murder all his children right now. I think it’s best if we leave you protected. I’m sorry for your loss, but your mother would have wanted this,” I told him, though I didn’t know that for sure. Several others took his place from various factions.
“Until we mobilize and know what’s going on there, I think we’ve found as much information as we’re going to get for now. Is there anything else on the agenda?” Ma’at asked the room.
Everyone shook their heads, and the meeting adjourned. I left to go find Adaela.
I was directed by Daedalus to the caves under where the old Anheuser-Busch plant used to exist above. In the nineteenth century, these caves were used to store their lagers for fermentation. It was one of the biggest reasons why there was such a large German population in St. Louis during the Industrial Revolution. Now, the caves were blocked off and warded to withstand powers of beings as strong as Adaela when they needed to blow off steam.
Adaela was throwing fists into a punching bag when I came down. She was still significantly affected by what she saw as we left the portal. I stood at the doorway for a bit, just observing her. She was in just a bra and spandex shorts, sweat pouring down her body. She was stunning like this. Every single muscle was in high definition as her skin flushed from working her body to exhaustion. Her quads were activated, along with her core muscles as her lats, delts, and pecs flexed with her swingsinto the bag. With how hard she was throwing her punches, I assumed the bag was magically reinforced. The amount of sweat pouring off her body also concerned me, since the seal to her pouch could’ve been compromised, but still I watched her do her thing.
I walked further into the room, stomping my feet a bit so that she was aware someone was in the room with her. Her body turned toward me, but there was no one fucking home behind her eyes. She was deep in the throes of her power, and part of that scared me a bit. However, she wouldn’t… no, couldn’t harm me.
As I made my way toward her, her shadows whipped out to stop me. She wasn’t fucking around today. She was ready for war, and while it turned me the fuck on to see her at her darkest, my goal in coming down here was to prevent an all-out decimation of the city. I was ready to go to war on her body, if that was what she needed.
I stopped once her shadows started wrapping around my legs, halting me in place. I was ravenous, and attempting to bring her green eyes back into focus, I fed on all of that anger and resentment. I fed until I couldn’t anymore, and it brought her to her knees, breathing hard. I hadn’t even touched her yet, and I knew that I could make her orgasm from fifteen feet away if I wanted to. Part of me craved to punish her for losing control, but part of me wanted to see what played out if I just edged her within an inch of her life. She’d be putty in my hands.
Her shadows crawled up my legs, pulling them apart so I was standing wide-legged as she got to her feet and stalked her way toward me. The shadows took liberty of rubbing my clit through my pants, and I panted, still focusing on taking energy from Adaela. Her eyes started to turn back to their tri-green color when I pulled away and focused a very strong power oflust in her direction. She arched her back, moaning as I cried out in tandem at the brutal pace her shadows were rubbing against me.
“Truce?” I asked, panting.
“Never,” she replied with a wicked gleam in her eyes. She slowly stalked toward me as I was on the brink of coming.
“Sweet girl, I’m so fucking close. You better tell me what you need from me,” I said through gasps and gritted teeth.
“I need to fight, then fuck. Can you do that for me, baby?” she asked as she reached me, grabbing and pinching my pierced nipple hard. I struggled to get air to my lungs at the intense pleasure-pain.
“Whatever you need of me. I’m yours,” I responded. “Can I please come?”
I was at the start of an explosive orgasm when her shadows all at once left my body, and I was left bereft. I was so used to being on the other end of edging that I hadn’t realized what a ruined orgasm felt like, and I wanted to scream at the loss of intense pleasure. Adaela smirked, grabbing the back of my neck to pull me down for a kiss. I kissed her like she was my lifeline. She pulled back and pointed toward a sparring mat on the other side of the cave.
“Fight, then fuck. I’ll make you a wager, though.” As she came back to me, her face held a wicked gleam. “If you can pin me down more than once, I’ll let you top. If not, I’m topping today, and I won’t fucking hold back. Deal?” she asked.
I pulled my top off, then shucked my leathers as well, leaving me in only a sports bra and briefs. “Deal, sweet girl. And when I’m done wiping the floor with you, I’ll take you back to the springs I can hear in the distance and take care of you, if you’ll allow me.”
“I like the sound of that.” She walked toward the mat, getting ready for the match. “What are your terms?”
“Hand-to-hand only. Magic is allowed, but no weapons. No serious harm or injury. We have obligations outside of this cave to get back to,” I said.
“Sounds good.” When I stepped onto the mat, she immediately tried to swipe my feet out from under me, and I jumped just in time to miss it. I landed down on one knee, my head rising with malice in my eyes.
“So, it’s gonna be like that, then?” I flipped backwards from my squatted position, lifting me back up to my feet before she could pin me, then rushed her, attempting to tackle her from her middle just above her stoma. She stepped out of the way, making me stumble a bit.
“You’re going to have to try harder than that. Okay, two dirty moves out of the way. Let’s see what you’ve got, baby,” Adaela said.
We both stood in similar positions, one leg in front of the other, stabilizing our bodies as we held our fists near our faces for protection. We sized one another up, trying to find a way in, or a tell that would help one of us strike first. If I dropped my left arm just a bit, Adaela would take the bait, so I did, and she struck. Before I could counter, pain lanced across my jaw and knocked my head back a bit. I dug in with my right leg to keep myself upright, and as she moved to get back into position, I pulled one of the new moves I’d learned from the Demon Faction. I took one step in on her right side, wrapping my arm around her waist and kicking my foot hard into her foot, causing her to go off-balance and fly up into the air, landing hard on the mat. Kissing her quickly, I helped her up and we started all over again.
