Okay, so, some of y'all may have accidentally skipped chapter 16 because I removed that little note if mine, so...yeah, just a heads up. Also, chapter is rated M for nudity and mature sexual language. Review, fav, follow, and thanks for reading!

Chapter 17: Athlone

It was early the next morning and after loading up the carriage, Lilly and Arthur said their goodbyes to the family, including their twin children. They left on their mounts Liath and Prasutagus with the wolves trailing behind them. When they got to Achrann Castle, Patrick was there waiting for them. The Morgans put their belongings on Patrick's much bigger carriage, much to Arthur's chagrin, and then they were off for the two day journey to Dublin. Occasionally they stopped to rest, and at one particular pit stop in a village, Lilly and her wolves were recognized. Much to Lilly's surprise, children came up to her asking for autographs.

"...You're serious?" she asked a little blonde girl, a brown haired boy, and a red headed boy, all no older than twelve. "You guys really want my autograph?"

"Uh huh!" all three said.

Lilly looked at Patrick and Arthur behind her. They both looked highly amused. Lilly shrugged and pulled out her journal. "Sure, okay." She looked down at the girl. "And what is your name?"

"I'm Claire," she said with a happy smile. She jumped up and down a few times in her excitement. "I canna believe I'm meeting ya!" Lilly chuckled and signed a piece of paper in her journal.

To Claire,

Always keep your happy disposition.

Signed,

Countess Lillian Morgan, Monster Slayer of County Galway.

Lilly ripped out the paper and handed it to Claire. She squealed cheerfully, hugged Lilly, then ran off to show everyone in town the autograph. The boys, Jacob and Fergus, also got autographs from Lilly. She put her journal away and stared wide eyed at her husband. "I can't believe kids want my autograph."

Arthur grinned, approached his wife and poked her nose. "Why not? You're famous."

Lilly hadn't really considered that, or realized it until now. She was a god damn celebrity just like her father was, The Godslayer of Galway. Lilly would have to eventually track down something that pertained to that specific story about her father Jack O'Callaghan. She'd only heard bits and pieces of it from him when she was a child, but he usually refused to speak of it.

"Tell me, Daddy," 4-year-old Lilly said in her bed as Jack tucked her in.

"Tell ya what, love?" he asked her.

"About how ya killed Adair, the Goddess of Hunting, War and Death."

Jack chuckled at her. "Now that's a story for another time. How about one about King Arthur instead?"

Lilly grinned. "Okay. I like King Arthur. If I ever meet a King Arthur, I'll marry him."

Jack laughed. "But you're betrothed to Patrick Nolan, sweetheart. Just like Brian and Janet are betrothed to Patricia and Henry."

Lilly liked Patrick, as well as his brothers and sisters, but she frowned and sat up. "But do I haftah marry Patrick, Daddy?"

Jack kissed her forehead. "Oh, it's not all bad, me little lassie. Patrick will make ya a fine husband. He's a good kid."

"But he's so much older than me."

Jack chuckled. "That won't matter much when you two are much older."

Lilly sighed. She'd wished her father had told her the whole story.

"I am not fond of that story," Adair said in her head.

Lilly nodded. "Adair, does it bother you that you're stuck in me? I'm the daughter of the man who killed you."

"What's done is done, Lilly. So no, it does not bother me. Besides, your life is quite entertaining to watch."

"Right."

"Who are you talkin' to?" Arthur asked her.

"Adair. I told you about her. We can talk back and forth."

"Oh. Huh," Arthur said, chuckling to himself.

Once the horses were rested, they continued on their journey. By late afternoon, Lilly looked outside the carriage at her brothers and frowned. "Do you think they could fit in the carriage?" Lilly asked Patrick.

Patrick looked around. "Hmm, maybe. We could coax them in and we could ride our horses."

Arthur squinted his eyes and scoffed. "Good. I don't know how much longer I can stay cooped up in this god damn carriage."

They stopped the carriage and got both the wolves in, then Patrick, Lilly and Arthur rode on their own horses. They did this until sundown, and soon they stopped in a town called Athlone. It was a respective size. Not as big as any major city, but it had stables and a hotel to stay at. After dropping off their horses and carriage at the stables, Lilly suddenly realized she forgot to address hers and Arthur's sleeping arrangements. The hotel owner's eyes went wide when he got a peek at Brian and James outside, then he looked at Lilly.

"Countess Morgan! Oh, what a lovely surprise!"

Lilly blushed a bit. "How'd you guess?"

"Your wolves. I just saw them. They're unmistakable."

Lilly laughed and rubbed the back of her neck. "Yes, I suspect they would be."

"Well, they are more than welcome to come in, of course!"

Lilly arched a brow. "Really? You're sure?"

"Oh yes. Anythin' for the Savior of Ireland."

Lilly groaned internally as her cheeks went red. Not another blasted nickname.

"Not that I am complaining, Lillian, but I do think I should have some of the credit," Adair said.

"Are you embarassed, Lilly?" Patrick asked her with a laugh.

"N-no," she replied excitedly. "Well I can't bloody well let people know I have a goddess inside me. I have enough people as it is thinkin' I'm a witch," Lilly thought.

"You have a point."

Lilly blinked. "Wait, I can communicate with thoughts too? As ucht Dé, if I'd known that, I wouldn't be speaking out loud like a crazy person. Did you know this?"

"Yes," Adair laughed in her head.

"Ugh, you bitch."

Adair laughed harder as Patrick snapped his fingers in front of Lilly's face. "Hey, you okay?" he asked her.

"Sorry, I was just thinking."

Before Patrick could ask her for details, Lilly quickly went to the door of the hotel and called the boys in. Brian and James walked in and Arthur approached her. "Looks like we've got a big room together," he said.

"Oh." Lilly blinked a few times. "Is...is that okay with you?"

"Of course it is. We're husband and wife," Arthur said with a smile.

Lilly smiled back and the entourage went up the stairs to their rooms. Brian and James almost knocked into people on the way up and Lilly chastised them. Lilly said good night to Patrick, then the married couple and the wolves went to their own room. They turned on the light and Lilly studied the room, feeling impressed. It was more elegant than she was expecting. The bed was king sized with maroon sheets and covers, there was a chandelier, the walls had red and black floral patterns, and there was a vanity table with a mirror as well as two deep red sitting chairs, a deep red couch, two wooden dressers, two wooden nightstands, a marble fireplace, and a bar. There was a giant black rug on the red carpet that the boys immediately laid down on and cuddled together. They went to sleep almost instantly.

"They must be really tired," Lilly surmised as she clutched her suitcase and opened it on the bed. She pulled out a brush and a white nightshift. Arthur grabbed her wrist and she looked at him. "What?"

Arthur leaned in close and kissed her neck. "I want us to sleep naked," he growled lightly.

Lilly's body temperature rose and she nodded. "Okay."

Lilly put the nightshift away and walked to the vanity table. She began to unravel her braid as she sat down, then she started brushing it. She watched her husband declothe in the mirror and her womanhood became wet instantly. She really missed having sex with him, but she knew she had to be patient with him. Still, sleeping together naked seemed like a big step for him. He walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, leaning down and kissing the top of her head.

"Don't keep me waitin'," he whispered.

Lilly smiled, got up, and took off her clothes in front of him. When she was done, she looked down at his erect member. "Are you sure you can handle this?" Lilly asked him.

"I'm sure," he cooed into her ear. Arthur walked over to the door, locked it, and turned off the light. Lilly got into bed and pulled up the covers. She looked at him as he also got into bed. He laid on his side, looking at her with a smile. "My question is can you handle this?"

Lilly smirked at him and adjusted to her side to glance at him, her elbow on the bed and her head resting on her palm. "Why don't you come over here and find out?" she teased.

Arthur cackled and moved closer to her. "I like that. So brazen."

He wrapped his arms around her and rolled onto his back. Lilly straddled his stomach and gasped. "Mr. Morgan..." she said with a razz in her voice. "You are a bold one, I will say."

Arthur yanked her down and he caressed her face. "I could have my way with you right now, Lilly. Do you want me to?"

"I think I'd be the one havin' my way with you."

Arthur smirked and Lilly nuzzled her nose against his throat. "What's stoppin' ya from fuckin' me, Arthur?"

"Honestly? I don't know."

"Is it because you don't know me anymore?"

"I think so."

"Well," Lilly rolled off of him and laid down on her back, feeling rather disappointed as she covered herself up. "I suppose you better make the time to know me, Mr. Morgan."

Arthur pouted at her. "Are you angry?"

"Nope. Just a little flustered."

"Why?"

Lilly rolled over and looked at him. "You insist on sleeping naked together, you insist on flirtin' with me naked, yet you have no desire to have sex with me?"

Arthur neared Lilly, pulled her to him, and pressed his groin against her. "Who said I don't want to have sex with you?"

Lilly looked down at his cock pressing into her. "Oh. Right."

Arthur brushed a lock of auburn hair from her face. "Lillian, I want you more than you know. But I want the flirtin', too. Do you know why?"

"Because it's thrilling?"

"Yes, and because," Arthur pressed his head to hers, "I want you to be the one who begs for it first."

Lilly gave him an amused expression and clicked her tongue. "Well well, welcome back, Mr. Morgan."

Arthur blinked at her. "What?"

Lilly giggled with glee. "When we'd flirt, that was the goal. To see who would break first."

"What? Really?"

Lilly started laughing. "Yes!"

Arthur wheezed out a laugh then wrapped his arms around her. "Lilly, Lilly, Lilly..."

Lilly palmed his face. "Arthur...oh, Arthur," she laughed.

Arthur almost pressed his lips to hers. Almost. "I'm gonna break you Lilly, one way or another."

"In your dreams, lover boy."

Arthur leaned his head back and cackled, then he looked at her lovingly. "Lilly, I haven't stopped thinkin' about you since the moment you came runnin' when I got back. I dreamed about you every single night since I came back from the grave. And furthermore..." he prodded her neck and bit it, making Lilly moan out from the pleasure of it, "I remember how your honey pot tastes. And I want to eat out of it."

Lilly shuddered from his talking. "God damn, I've missed this," she muttered. "I've missed you so much."

Arthur slid a hand down to her breast and squeezed. "How often did you think of me when I was gone?"

"Every day."

Arthur suckled on her earlobe. "Every day...good."

Lilly put her hand on his rump and moaned as he squeezed her boob again. "Arthur, I...you're makin' it very hard to play this game."

"That's the point."

Suddenly Lilly's fingertips went to his lower abdomen and Arthur froze. She kissed his throat, then his jawline, then his earlobe. "Do you remember how hot my pussy is, Arthur? Don't you miss it? Don't you want to be inside me?" she asked in a low voice.

"Fuuuck, Lillian..." Arthur groaned.

All of a sudden there were multiple screams outside and the wolves started barking. Lilly shot up out of bed and groaned. "Shit! Not now!"

Arthur got up too. "Let me guess," he said as they both rushed to the window. "Werewolves?"

Lilly opened the blinds. Sure enough, there were several, rotted werewolves outside causing havoc. And there was a blonde haired woman in some sort of simple green dress with them. "Yes. And some lady." Lilly rolled her eyes and started getting dressed.

Arthur got dressed too. "You do realize I'm comin' with, I hope?"

Lilly beamed at him. "I wouldn't expect anythin' less from you." But her weapons. "Shit. My weapons are in the carriage."

"My guns are too."

Lilly sighed. "Welp, we'll just have to beat the shit out of them along the way. Brian, James, let's go."

Arthur unlocked the door, opened it, and they all went running out.