A Home Like Ours by Fiona Lowe (feel good books .txt) 📕

once I am done, I will be horny as fuck and will need to fuck someone to recharge? Oh hell, yeah. I mean, I have Leeha. I look down at the sleeping Elf and smile.

“Not her,” Bridget says nervously.

“Oh shit,” I say, looking over to where Lahana is sleeping. Do I need to sleep with her mom?

“No, not her either,” Bridget says.

I look down at her and my eyes widen. “Hmm. But I’m not gay,” I tell her slowly.

“No, it’s me!” she cries nervously. “Why would your God do that?” she says, and there is anger in her voice. Wait, isn’t she an Elemental?

“Wait. How am I supposed to have sex with an Elemental, that is, and no offense meant,” I say to Bridget quickly, “less than a foot tall? And made of Fire. Or Water, or any of the other Elements?”

“This is only my spiritual form,” she says with a sigh. “In order to become corporeal, I need to have a reason for it.”

“But how can you have a body? And wait, for that matter, how can you have a personality? You were just called up when I came to this world!” I ask her, bewildered.

“You can thank your God for that, I think. It seems he has given me experiences, but without the context. So I know about things, but I don’t know how I know them. I know, for example, how to be shy or be nervous. But I have never been those things before. And I will be honest with you, Alex. It’s fucking annoying!” By the end of her speech she is shaking her fists and hitting the side of her legs.

“Whoa, whoa! It’s all right, Bridget. We will figure this out,” I tell her, trying to calm her down. What the fuck was my God thinking with this? I sigh and tell her, “Listen, it’s getting late, and I should get to bed. Can we have this discussion another time? I promise.”

Nodding, Bridget sighs herself and says, “Yes. You should get some sleep. We can talk about it another time. Yes. That would be best.” And without me doing or saying anything, she is gone, leaving me alone with a sleeping Leeha. I shake my head and lie down next to her again, wrapping my arms around her, and before I know it, I am out.

Feeling something soft, round, and squishy in my hand as I wake up, I smile. That is until I hear coughing, and Leeha says, “What are you doing, Alex?” in an irritated tone.

Without opening my eyes and still half asleep, I mumble, “Sorry, I doubt your parents are up yet.

“Oh, we are awake,” I hear Lahana say with a laugh.

But wait. Leeha’s voice came from above me. And so did Lahana’s. I open my eyes and look at what is in front of me. I am lying on my side hugging someone, and it’s not Leeha. So who the hell am I hugging? The body in front of me is naked, with fair skin and red hair. The breast I am still holding is as large as Leeha’s.

I look up at Leeha and say, “Who is this?”

“I should be asking you the same thing,” Leeha says to me, crossing her arms.

Suddenly the body in front of me groans and pushes against me. “Be quiet. I am trying to sleep.”

That voice! I stand up faster than I thought possible and look down at the body. “Bridget?” I shout in disbelief.

Now that I am standing up, I can see her face and much more. Bridget is lying on the sleeping mat, naked. She has long red hair covering part of her shoulder, but it still gives me enough of a glimpse of her large breasts. They have large brown areolas the size of silver dollars, and her nipples are erect. She has a slim body, and from my angle I can see the tuft of her pubic hair, which is the same color as the hair on her head. Leeha clears her throat again from behind me. I turn to her and she is glaring at me.

“What? I didn’t know Bridget would be here this morning!” I tell her defensively. Wait. Why do I sound guilty?

“Wait. You know her name? You just asked me who that was!” Leeha says with an intense stare.

“Well, I didn’t know at first until she said something and I recognized her voice,” I tell her lamely, hearing how that sounds even to my ears.

“Her voice? You mean you saw who it was?” she asks me, sounding unsure now.

“No, I recognized her voice,” I tell her with a sigh, looking back down at the sleeping Elemental. Shit, how the fuck am I supposed to explain this?

“What?” Leeha says in confusion.

Turning back to her, I point down at the sexy naked body on the sleeping mat and say with a sigh, “That’s my Elemental.”

“What?” Leeha says, repeating herself and looking down at Bridget.

“Alex, how can that be an Elemental? She’s an Elf,” Leeha says.

“What?” I say, looking back down at Bridget quickly.

Her hair was covering her head so I didn’t really pay attention, but just peeking out of her hair is her ear. And it is the same kind of ear as Leeha has. An Elf’s ear.

I bend down so I am closer and poke the naked shoulder of Bridget, enjoying the view of her ample bosom. She groans but doesn’t open her eyes. So I poke her again. Same results. Guess I will need to play hardball. One thing I have noticed with Leeha is that Elf ears are sensitive, so I slowly run my finger up and down her exposed ear, making her groan, but this time it’s in pleasure. Suddenly Bridget yelps and puts a hand to her ear, and she is staring up at me with wide eyes.

“You’re awake?” I ask her with a smile. She nods at me.

“Care to tell me what is going on?” I ask her. “Why are you