Myths and Gargoyles by Jamie Hawke (interesting books to read in english txt) 📕

“We don’t want you getting distracted in there,” I said, repositioning so that I could reach over with my left arm, hoping Sharon and the driver wouldn’t notice. Red and Pucky both watched, eyes following my hand as it slid up Elisa’s thigh. She uncrossed her legs and my hand caressed her, feeling how moist she was, and then I slid a finger in.

She bit her lip to stop from moaning, moving her hips with the motion as I started fingering her, then went for the clit.

“Everyone okay back there?” Sharon asked, glancing back.

“Yeah, just… imagining the fight,” Pucky said, glancing up and trying to look innocent. “You know, mental preparation and all.”

“Yeah, we’re totally the meditation types,” Red said with a scoff, eyes not leaving my hand as my middle finger caressed Elisa. “Not you?”

“Oh, it’s… something I could try,” Sharon replied, turning back to watch the road. The driver, at least, kept driving. No comment, even if he did notice something.

“Maybe we should try humming as a mantra?” Pucky said, and winked at me. A glance over at Elisa showed why—she was clutching the seat, trying her best not to make a sound.

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “Something like that? Oh yeah, oh yeah?”

Pucky chuckled, eyes sparkling. “Of course. That’s the one I taught you, right? Imagine you’re slaughtering Shades, kicking back those bastard Legends, and each time you land a strike, it’s ‘Oh, yeah!’”

“With us, Sharon?” Red asked, actually amused now.

“Really, you all do this before fights?” Sharon asked.

“Sure,” Pucky replied, earning her a skeptical glance over his glasses from the driver, but he went back to driving.

“Here we go, with me,” Pucky said, and we all joined in as she said, “Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!”

Elisa was the loudest, as you would guess, and as I really felt the hardness of her clit, a squirt too that we’d have to clean up later, she hit the roof and nearly screamed, “Oh, yes!”

The rest of us were laughing. When Sharon turned back in confusion, my hand was back on my lap. Elisa was breathing deep, smiling wide.

“Really great meditation,” Elisa said. “I fucking destroyed them in my mind.”

“Yeah, I’ll have to try it your way on the way back,” Red said.

Pucky laughed. “You and me both, girl.”

Sharon frowned, shook her head, and turned around again. “You all have weird ways. Not sure I’m there yet.”

I bit back a laugh, and reached over again to caress Elisa, but she squirmed away, then kissed me on the cheek before whispering in my ear, “It’s sensitive now, thanks to you.” She kissed my neck, then leaned back, reclining her head and closing her eyes.

A few minutes later Red said, “Seriously, fucking driving. I’m ready to bash some skulls together.”

“Aren’t you always?” Pucky asked.

“What, I seem tense to you?”

“You do to me,” I admitted. “Any reason for that?”

Elisa opened her eyes at this and said, “I know… She’s not used to holding out like this.”

“And she doesn’t have to,” Pucky pointed out.

Red frowned. “Changing topic. Focus on fighting bad guys, not my sexual decisions.”

Naturally, I wanted to stay on the subject of sex with her, but Elisa was frowning now, glancing up at Sharon. She leaned forward, whispering, “We have to remember that she’s only been with us a couple days. For all we know, this could be a trap.”

“She was trying to fight it before,” I countered. “Even the first time I met her, when she bit me. There was some of this version of her in there, I saw it when she touched my…” My voice trailed off, as I wasn’t sure where to go with it from there.

Pucky looked amused, Elisa confused, and Red frowned.

“Touched your what?” Elisa asked.

A silence filled the car, broken only by Sharon as she turned back and said, “His penis.”

“Oh?”

“It was hanging out there, a weird moment. And by the way, wolf, remember? We have excellent hearing.”

“Elisa was just saying we’re not sure if we should trust you,” Red said, and laughed. “But hey, if you’ve already gotten to… what base is grabbing a guy’s penis, anyway? Well, whatever base that is, I guess you’re one of us.”

“Can we stop talking about my… penis?” I said, embarrassed that they were talking about it at all, but even more so that they made it sound so medical.

“I’d heard that happened,” Red admitted. “Honestly, it made me wonder what kind of guy you were, running around in hotel stairwells with your penis out.” She clearly had noticed that referring to it as such annoyed me.

“It’s not a habit of mine,” I protested. “She attacked me in the bathroom, while I was finishing up a piss. I just couldn’t get it back in before getting out of there—wait, no, I did but was wearing boxers and couldn’t get my pants up. It sort of flopped out of the flap and… one thing led to another.”

Pucky was the first to laugh. “I can’t imagine…” She broke into peals of laughter again, this time hitting the seat next to her, and soon Elisa was chuckling beside her, Red grinning. “Holy shit, and what, Sharon, you just saw a penis there and grabbed it?”

Sharon frowned, trying to remember. “It was like I felt it against my ass first, growing, and even that little bit of closeness pulled me from the shadow. Imagine being in a pool, drowning, and you see a way out—a railing or flotation device—you grab at it, right?”

“So his penis was your flotation device?” That made Pucky crack up even more.

“Actually, yeah, in a strange way.” Sharon chuckled now too. Even the driver was likely glancing my way in the rearview mirror, I imagined, but couldn’t tell for certain because of his shades.

“Ladies…” I protested.

“And then we kissed,” Sharon added, her laughter fading as she took on a far-off look for a moment before turning her gaze my way with a curious way of assessing me.

“You… kissed?” Pucky asked, her laughter