Keira’s eyes widened. “Wha— How did you...?”
“Do not be afraid, little bird,” he said. “I have faith that you will find it.”
“What did you just call her?” Orin asked.
“Little bird? I’m sure this is not the first time she’s heard that,” Fionn said before continuing to eat his dinner.
After we were all finished eating, the group went back up to the rooms to get ready for bed. It would be an early night, as we had to get up before dawn. I was the last one to start out of the room. But before I did, Fionn gripped my arm to stop me. A chill ran through me, as his eyes began to glow a faint white. He spoke in a voice I did not recognize. “You must keep her safe, Brann. You all must keep her safe. There are dangers on the island. Like her ancestor, she will be quick to rush into battle.”
“What are you talking about? Who are you?” I asked Fionn.
“Trust me, lad. You have all the knowledge you need to find the knife.” He let go, as his eyes went back to normal. He started clearing the table, as if nothing had happened.
“Fionn, I... I don’t understand.”
“You ate the salmon. You were the only one to eat it.” He held up the fish on the platter. “Surely you’ve heard the story of the Salmon of Knowledge?”
“Yes, whoever ate the Salmon would have all the knowled—”
I stopped talking and realized there was something very different about this old man.
“Keep her safe. And do not waste the gifts we give you, Brann Pritchett.”
“Who are you?” I asked him.
“A friend of Keira’s family,” he said, and paused in the doorway. “Someone who doesn’t want to see the end of the world just yet.”
And with that, the ancient innkeeper walked out of the room.
A Three Hour Cruise...
- Keira -
“How much longer till sunrise?” I asked Brann, as he continued to stare over the railing, out toward the dark horizon.
“Ten minutes.” He glanced down at his watch. “If what Fionn said was true, it won’t be much longer.” I knew, after we left dinner, something with the old man left Brann visibly shaken. Or enlightened. Either way, reading Brann’s thoughts was impossible. What else was new?
I looked over our team. Weylyn stood with Katie, doing a quick inventory of the supplies. Bottles of water, food, and flashlights. A bag of trail mix. We had to get off the island in under twenty-four hours – before it disappeared again. We wouldn’t be throwing any company cookout, but Weylyn was very prepared.
“Thank goodness you didn’t send Keegan,” Katie joked as she zipped up the last backpack.
Our eyes met briefly, and we both smiled over a little gal’s own gab fest we had held late last night. Neither of us could drift off to sleep, poised on the edge of excitement, fear, and the anticipation of danger. So of course, we had taken our minds off our worries by gossiping about sex.
As I ticked off a step by step reminiscence of my session with Brann, the memory of our pleasure started a little warm glow inside me. I wasn’t alone, obviously, because as I neared the point in the replay where Brann’s cock gushed cum all over me, I could hear Katie in the background. Moaning.
“You’re not...” I said, trying to fake a prudish reaction to what must be going on under her blankets.
“Oh? I’m not... what,” she managed to choke out, her voice thick and dreamy.
“Tell me you aren’t totally flicking the bean?”
“Never mind your filthy imagination. Tell me what it’s like to fuck Keegan now.”
“Keegan? Seriously?”
“Yep”
“I thought you detested Keegan.”
“With a passion” she says with a wink.
“Okay. Keegan. Let’s see. No longer than average, but that boy got some serious thick on that dick. You know? So like when he’s inside you, he’s not banging too hard on the cervix, but he is stretching your fuck hole with every grind. Really rocking your pussy, and pounding Mr. Clit like nobody’s business.”
“Yes, yes, keep talking...”
“He’s got amazing stamina. Control. But not in that stop-start way that drives you crazy. Just a real smooth pump, really rubbing up that G-spot while he—”
Before I could finish, Katie was all “Oh-oh-oh-ohGod-ohmyGOD!” as she was shaking and bucking with a powerful orgasm.
“That sounded like fun.”
“Fuck me, you lucky bitch.”
“Oh, and did I mention about his cum?”
She giggled. “Do tell.”
“Well... it’s green.”
And we both cackled so uncontrollably I was afraid we’d wake up the guys in the other rooms. That helpless, can’t breathe, wheezing laugh that almost hurts. When we finally settled down, she was quiet for a moment.
“You’re thinking,” I said.
“I am. Wondering, really.”
“So? Ask.”
“Do you think you could handle all four dicks at once?”
Another explosion of helpless guffaws. We gasped and clutched each other, literally shaking until we finally caught our breath again. Finally, we were just lying there, still hugging.
I looked over at Katie. She was staring at me.
“What? What’s the look for?”
“I’m just worried, I have a strange feeling about tomorrow,” she whispered.
“It’ll be fine,” I told her, trying to sell the idea to myself as well.
There was a long pause and then she answered. “Yea, we will be fine.” Then the next thing I knew, we were asleep...
So, after we had exchanged our little secret wink, Katie smiled and cocked her head over toward Keegan. He was firmly perched behind the wheel. Looking all serious in the stupid captain’s hat he bought at the marina. All covered with gold curlicues, what the navy boys call “scrambled eggs.” While he did look like a royal arsehole, it was clear he loved being on the water. It only took Katie one word to set me off in hysterics. Okay two words. “Green, huh?” was all she needed to say. I tried to hold
