Blackfeather
33 Deception
I IGNORED HIM. Damned old bird could just wait. I was coming and I couldn’t let go of either Katie’s pussy or Kyle’s lips. I hugged them to me and desperately held her to my breast as I kissed and kissed. My climax wouldn’t stop. Her fingers pumped into me in rhythm with Kyle’s cock pumping into her. I could feel her pulses on my fingers and knew she was coming as hard as I was.
I’d never come so hard. Tears ran from my eyes as I opened them and looked into Kyle’s eyes.
And saw his face.
Our eyes went wide as we pulled away from each other and looked down into Aubrey’s eyes between us.
I jumped out of bed. We were all naked. I ran for the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I turned on the water and got in the shower. I sank down on the floor and cried as the water pelted down on me. What had I done? I was kissing Kyle instead of Aubrey. Granted, he wasn’t making love to me. But I felt every pulse of his cock as he shot into her. I knew that in our other time I had been making love to Kyle every bit as much as to Katie and we loved it.
But that was then. I couldn’t let that affect how I felt or behaved now.
Breakfast was eerily quiet. The kids were leaving the house as we walked in and Caitlin gave me an angry look. I think she was still mad that she hadn’t killed a wolf last night. I hadn’t been able to look either Kyle or Aubrey in the eye all morning. They’d been dressed and waiting for me when I came out of the shower and I hurried myself up to go in for breakfast.
Moms and Pa looked at us strangely. Everybody seemed to look at me like I was some mentally fragile inmate on the verge of suicide.
Maybe I was.
I caught Kyle’s eye for a second and he blushed out to his ears and put his head back down toward his plate.
Pa filled his coffee cup and pointed at me. He turned and went to his office. I followed. He closed the door behind us. He almost never closed the office door.
“Wolves,” Pa said as he sat in his leather chair. At least he hadn’t gone to his desk. I sat at the edge of the couch.
“They’re gone,” I said. I struggled to regain the crystal clarity I’d had when I explained it to Miranda. Wolf and Raven? The icons of Indian legends. In the harsh light of day, in my own body, it seemed far-fetched to me.
“And you and Kyle?” he asked.
“We went traveling at the same time, but not with the wolves. We were gone a long time. Maybe a couple months. It was the first time we’d actually traveled together at the same time.”
“And now Aubrey knows,” Pa said. I shook my head. He let out a big puff of air like he was suddenly deflating or something. “She knows something. I warned you some time ago. If she’s important to you, you have to talk to her—tell her.”
“I don’t know how.”
“I don’t think she’s going to give you an option. You get your brother and go tell her. Kids will take care of the horses today.”
I got up and left. Kyle and Aubrey had already gone back to our apartment.
I found them sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Both had their arms folded. Kyle was looking down at his knees. Aubrey was staring at me as I walked in.
“All right. You’re both here. Now tell me,” she demanded. “I want to know what the fuck is going on. It was all I could do last night to get you to consider both making love to me and letting me wake up between you. Before we could even do anything, we get attacked by a pack of wolves in the yard and you look like you’re talking to them. Then they all just fade away and we come back to the bedroom. I couldn’t get you to do anything. We just cuddled up in bed and went to sleep.” She was getting more wound up as she talked. Her chest was heaving as she took deeper breaths and kept steaming on. “This morning I wake up and we’re all naked. Kyle’s cock is pumping into me from behind and you’ve got your fingers in my pussy while I licked your nipples and fingered your clit. But I look up and the two of you are kissing. Not little kisses like you’ve always done. You were kissing as if he was pumping into you. You were making love with me in the middle. How long have you been lovers? How long have you been hiding this from me?” Her eyes sparkled with tears. I sighed.
“It’s not like that, honey. Not really. I owe you both an apology. I got carried away. I didn’t mean to use you like that, Aubrey. Please believe me,” I whispered.
“We both got carried away. We weren’t expecting to be here. There. Like that,” Kyle added.
“There’s always been something. I always suspected it was that you were in love with each other and couldn’t admit it. But I’m not buying what you’re selling. There’s more than that and I want to know it all. I want to know what really happened.” Aubrey was determined and Pa had just told me I had to tell her. I took a deep breath. She was going to look at me the same way Kyle and I looked at Pa when he told us.
“We’re time travelers,” I said. “When the wolves left last night, so did we. Our minds. Or a part of us. We got plunked down in our hosts just as they were saying their wedding vows. We were in their heads as they were making love. We didn’t realize we were back.”
“Time travelers? What do you think I am?”
We got her calmed down enough to start from the beginning. Told her that Pa was a time traveler and our response when he told us was the same as hers. It took us all day. We went into Caitlin’s room that used to be mine and showed her the map and where we’d been. I’d written on the map in black Sharpie. Kyle had used a blue one. There were more marks on the map in red, but they didn’t make any sense to me. I figured the kids must have decided to play games on it.
I confessed.
I cried while I told her about killing three men and a woman. I told her about meeting with Wolf and finally pointed to my throat where he’d licked me last night. She looked at my neck. My scars were so faint as to be unnoticeable. Aubrey kind of glazed over when she flopped back on the sofa and listened as Kyle and I filled her in on the rest of our story. Miranda, Jason, and Katie. How the five of us had married together and ultimately come to the threesome that had ended in our bed this morning.
The only sound in the room was the three of us sniffling. Kyle at one end of the sofa and Aubrey at the other. I sat in our only soft chair. It wasn’t that comfortable and I wanted to hold my girlfriend in my arms. She wouldn’t look at me or Kyle.
She finally stood up. I opened my arms to her but she turned away.
“I need to go now. I’ll bring the truck back to you tomorrow.”
“Aubrey, honey, please don’t go.”
“You lied to me!” she shouted. “Even when I told you I could accept a relationship with both of you on any terms, you still are lying to me. You still have to make up some fantastic bullshit instead of saying right out that you want your brother. You used me as a placeholder. I thought you loved me.”
“We love you!” Kyle burst out. “Everything we’ve told you was the truth.”
“Then that’s worse!” Aubrey was leaning against the wall next to the door and sank down against it as she cried. I started toward her but she waved me away, scrunching into a little ball like I’d hurt her.
“If what you say is true, you just wanted to fuck me so you could time travel. I didn’t expect a fairy tale love affair. I didn’t expect it to be forever. We were only sixteen. But you let me fall in love with you both. And for three fucking years you hid what was really going on. You had a whole secret life. You lived five more years in that time than I did. No fucking wonder you always act so mature. I thought it was just because of the way you were raised on the ranch to be self-sufficient. But you were pioneering out in the wilderness. You were riding with the U.S. Cavalry. You were killing kidnappers. You were fighting Indians. You had another lover. You had another whole fucking family! You could have told me. You could have taken me with you. You didn’t need to deceive me. You didn’t need to lie.” She pushed herself up, grabbed the keys to Kyle’s truck off the peg by the door, and walked out.
“Don’t!” I cried out. “Don’t leave me!”
Kyle had me wrapped in his arms and carried me to my bedroom as we heard the truck start and drive away. The sheets were still mussed from where we’d all made love this morning. He held me until we’d both settled down, our tears washing each other’s faces. He started to stand up but I wouldn’t let go of him. He finally lay down beside me and we held each other through the night.
It was the start of the longest and coldest summer of my life. Kyle and I got in from driving the horse herd out to a new thousand-acre leased parcel on the south edge of our property. His truck was at the apartment but Aubrey wasn’t. Her closet was empty.
“She’s gone,” I whimpered. “She’s gone.”
Kyle and I had our arms wrapped around each other when we came in for dinner. Even though I had no appetite, we were expected to join the family if we were at home. Aubrey’s chair and place-setting were there and it broke my heart. Mom Mar looked at us and picked up the extra place setting. Pa moved Aubrey’s chair out to the dining room. We paused to consider the land before food was passed around the kitchen table.
Even Phile and Caitlin hugged us after we left the table.
“Sorry,” Caitlin said. “And sorry I’ve been such a bitch. We’ve got mares coming in to stand stud Monday. Let us know what all you need us to do.”
Work. That was the solution. The four of us got a five-mile trail marked out in the new acreage and gave our boarders maps so they could try it out. They loved it and sometimes they brought friends along to ride our trails. We didn’t charge for day use if riders were with one of our boarders. Nor did we charge our neighbors who wanted to see what we’d done. We got a lot of praise and showed the USGS maps that we’d hung in the barn to map out our new network of pleasure trails. The rules were constant. Don’t bother the cattle and don’t bother the retired horses. That was it.
We set about painting the stables. Painting a structure as big as our barn is a major undertaking. Kyle and I checked the shingles and repaired a couple damaged places on the roof. Wind will do that. Then we scraped the old rust-colored paint and primed the boards with new rubberized primer. Just getting the scaffolding rented and erected took us two days and we figured another two days each time we had to move it. We bought paint in fifty-five-gallon drums and hooked the compressor to two spray guns to get it done.
At sunset, we’d clean up and go in for dinner. Mom Mar was used to summer feeding hours as Pa was often out checking on cattle or improving the facilities himself. L&K Stables actually stood to make a profit this year. We’d collected nearly $15,000 in stud fees and were boarding eight pregnant mares in addition to our own eight. Bells and Bows had caught again and it pleased the kids no end.
Somewhere around late-June, Kyle and I stopped wearing our jeans to bed. We hadn’t spent a night apart since Aubrey left. I couldn’t stand to be alone and I think Kyle thought the same. We were on our own the first week in July. Moms and Pa decided to spend a week camped up with the cattle, even though there had been no sign of predators this year. Even the Forest Service was confused as to where all the wolves were. Every so often we’d see one of their yellow helicopters fly over. There was only one small pack and they were keeping to the wilderness. Order was being restored.
Kyle gave the kids the keys to the truck and they took off to go to the rodeo and watch the fireworks in Laramie. Kyle and I watched the sun go down and sat on the front porch swing. I reached over and took his hand.
“Right out there,” I whispered. “When Pa told me he’d killed five men right there, I could see it all happening, Kyle. Now it’s so peaceful. Do you suppose we’ll ever go back?”
“I hope so, Ramie,” Kyle said, squeezing my hand. “I hope so, because I still love you.”
Seems like that must have been the cue. I heard the flutter of wings and old Blackfeather landed on my shoulder. He turned his one good eye to look at me. It still put my heart in my throat to see that big beak so close to my face. Then he turned to look at Kyle. He had to turn all the way around on my shoulder to get his good eye in line with Kyle’s. It was like he was assessing whether or not we were worthy. Off in the distance I could hear an owl hoo-hooting and Blackfeather bobbed his head up and down.
Then, right between our ears, he screamed out his call.
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