Deimos smiled as he once again found himself pulled into Jenna's dream.
This was a new scene. He did not even recognize it from her memories. Jenna was standing in the middle of what looked like a training studio.
"What is this?" He asked as he walked up to her.
Jenna's grin took his breath away. "You enjoyed sparing with me the first time I saw you. And, I really need to get back into training. So…" She gestured around her.
Deimos growled at the thought. "The one problem that I have with that idea is that sparing with you really turned me on. And, if I am going to be hard and sweaty, I would rather be doing other things." Both of his eye brows were raised as he smirked back at her.
Rather than say anything, she threw him a rattan practice sword. Music started playing around them. Then, after just a short hesitation, she charged him. He defended himself on instinct alone as he was still not sure he wouldn't rather be doing something else, like taking all of her clothes off to lick every inch of her skin.
"No mercy, huh?"
Jenna's hazel eyes were bright. "Nope." She swung at him and he parried the move. "I realized that not only do I need the training to help me find my control. But, I need to work past my reactions to being pinned down. And, now, I am dealing with a whole new world of dangers. I am not worried about fighting terrorists. I have gods, daimons, demons, were-hunters, and others that I need to learn how to defend myself from."
Deimos lunged at her and she twisted away from the shot. She tried to reach the open vulnerability that he left, only to have him roll away.
"You always have been smart my darling." His erection was already obvious to Jenna's gaze.
She smiled. "It is why I asked Zarek to train with me in the waking world. He is unpredictable. He is a trained Dark Hunter. Now he is a god and knows how to use those powers in a fight. And, he has hundreds of years experience fighting regular wolves and bears in hand to hand combat. That kind of knowledge would be useful in training."
Jenna ducked as a blow came close to her head.
"Then what is this for? You know that I am always down for a good fight, but still, I have other games that I would like to play." He wagged his eyebrows at her.
She laughed at him. "And that is exactly what this is, my husband. A game."
He stopped and looked at her with a puzzled expression until she hit him on the leg. Then she continued. "I don't want you to hold back. And I don't want you to avoid grabbing me or pinning me. I have to deal with my reactions. I want you to spar with me as an equal. It is the only way that I can truly learn. So, to keep you properly motivated… I propose that who ever pins the other gets to take control and decide what we do for the rest of our dream together."
Deimos laughed wickedly. The sound of it shivered over her skin as his electric blue eyes almost glowed with the devilish thoughts that came to his mind. "Oh darling, have you made a mistake."
He went after her with increasing skill and speed. She held her ground and gave him no quarter. They landed blows and even knocked each other back. Yet, neither had managed to pin the other. So, Deimos tried to pull some of his power to trip Jenna. But, when he started to pin her down, she flipped the entire scene upside down so that they both went falling to land on the ceiling with an umph.
Deimos landed on his back with Jenna on his chest facing toward the floor above them. But, he was not about to let that count as pinning him down. So he quickly dissolved her clothing and buried his hand in her most sensitive of area and began stroking her. She arched her back and he grabbed on to her breast and then rolled her to the ceiling under him.
"I've got you now." He growled against her neck.
"You cheated." She moaned.
Deimos laughed. "I thought you knew me by now. I cheat at almost everything." And he was right. Jenna knew that he would never cheat on her, but everything else was an open target. That was why she secretly hoped that he would cheat, just so he could do exactly what he was doing to her right then.
She knew that the only way to face the memories that tried to haunt her was to replace them with ones of pleasure. The only man that she would trust and welcome was this man. Her husband. Her dread god.
This will definitely have to be a regular game for them.
March 2016, New Orleans
Sunshine entered Selena's store a little before 7 o'clock. She tapped at her watch impatiently to remind Selena to wrap things up. They had someplace to be.
Selena finished up with her last customer and closed up her shop. As she stepped out to lock the door, she could see Sunshine and Tory giggling at Jenna. Jenna just paced around while on her cell phone, completely oblivious to the looks that people gave her as they passed by.
Jenna was tall and beautiful. She was wearing tight black leggings with a loose white tunic top decorated with black sketch designs of birds in flight with pops of colors. The thigh length top draped over her figure beautifully, then she cinched in with a red belt at her waist. She looked elegant in the outfit. However, the 3 inch black stiletto ankle boots and black leather gloves on her hands, added an edge that reminded you of a fem fatal in a spy movie. There was no mistaking that the woman was dangerous in her own way.
Selena figured that she should be jealous, but she wasn't. Especially not toward family. And in the nine months since she moved to New Orleans, Jenna had become a part of the every growing extended preternatural family. And, for all of the edge that Jenna carried, she also had such a great deal of warm kindness. It was really hard not to love her.
Selena contemplated it for a moment. Her family really had grown a lot over the last several years. Even if it was the strangest mix of a paranormal freak show ever.
Selena almost felt left out. After all, she was the only one that did not have some super cool gypsy magic gift, marry some immortal hunter thing, or was a demigoddess herself. Nope, she just had Bill. Plain, boring, human lawyer, Bill. But, she would not trade him for anything. She loved him desperately.
Walking up to the three women that waited for her, she waved at them and they all turned to walk across the square to the Cafe Du'Monde. Jenna was still on the phone.
"Now calm down there big boy. Meeting with me is entirely up to you. It's just like therapy. And like any good therapy, you have to want to do it." Jenna shook her head at repeating the same conversation with various Dark Hunters over the last several months. "Ash is not forcing you. I am not forcing you. If you want to, then come by. If not, then don't. If you are not sure, we have all the time in the world for you to decide."
As word had spread of Jenna's ability and corresponding oath of secrecy, people started to seek her help. Dark Hunters, Were-Hunters, and others called her to help them find solace. For some, it was to feel like someone knew who they really were and enjoy the friendship she offered after learning all of their secrets. For others, it was an attempt to learn of their loved ones who could no longer speak. It really was like therapy. They did not have to share things out loud. She would never betray them. But, they still felt better.
Selena understood it was an uncomfortable thought to have someone touch you and instantly know all of your secrets. But, still… The extended family here in New Orleans had all bit the bullet and touched Jenna to just get it over and done with and not have to think about it any more. All except for Acheron.
"Seriously, there is nothing in your past that would truly shock me." Jenna paused. "Not even your sex life." That definitely got the attention of the people passing by.
Sunshine just smiled at Selena with an all-knowing grin of where this was headed. Then they entered the Cafe to meet up with their friends.
"Sweety, I really can't begin to tell you just how much I know of peoples sex lives and every kink out there. Just last week I ran into a woman in the grocery store. She may have been dressed like a typical soccer mom, but at night, she runs a high-end, private BDSM club." Every customer in the Cafe looked up at that one. And Jenna did not even flinch as she gave the girls hugs and sat down at the table.
Tory broke out into all out laughter at the sight. Then she, Sunshine and Selena also went around the table to hug Tabitha, Amanda, Grace, Jo, Bethany, Aimee, Maggie and Bride. It was a girls night out. It was wonderful to have so many friends and family that understood what each other was going through.
Tabitha asked who was on the phone.
Jenna rolled her eyes at her and mouthed the words "I am not telling you."
"I'll tell you what." Jenna finally cut off the conversation. "If you decide to fly out here, ask Ash to extend the stay for a day or two. I will give you the number to the BDSM club and you can schedule an appointment if you want. Have some fun."
Bride gasped, "Are you really setting him up with a professional dominatrix?" Jenna winked at her.
"Alright then, I'll see you in a couple of weeks. Let me know if you change your mind. Not at all." The second she turned her phone off, the entire table broke out in laughter.
"How do you do that?" Tabitha asked.
"Do what?"
"Learn about the sex lives of all those gorgeous men and not let it affect you."
"Ask Grace, she was the certified sex therapist. I learn about all of their lives. Sex is just the part of it that people fell less comfortable with sharing. Right Grace?"
Grace put her hands up to indicate that she was staying out of this one.
"Come on. Besides Tabby, you are one to talk. Your store of erotic paraphernalia certainly opens you up to that kind of knowledge of people." Jenna grumbled.
"That does not answer my question." Tabitha pounced.
"Seriously, I learn about their entire life. All of it. I get to know them for who they are, not as sexual objects. Besides, I go home to have hot, wild, monkey sex with my Greek god of a husband every night. There is no comparison in the matter."
"Jenna!" several women scolded in unison.
"And whose the pot calling the kettle black here? Considering who you lot are all married to." Jenna looked around at each of them.
"I'm not." Selena said. "I am a golden chalice!" Everyone broke out in laughter again. It really was wonderful to have so many friends who understood.
Grace finally jumped on Jenna's bandwagon. "She's right. We are all very lucky to have found our soulmates. Our husbands adore us as much as we adore them. There is nothing better."
"Here, here."
"And they are all such yummy looking soulmates too!" Sunshine smiled. "Even if some are rather intimidating."
"Not my Bill." Selena started to feel more out of place with the others than normal.
"Bill is a lawyer, of course he is intimidating!" Jo exclaimed.
"And, he adores you every bit as much as Vane does me." Bride added and hugged Selena.
"Uggh, sorry, I just miss him. Stupid business trip."