King Bee

The three of us snuggle a short time all together, Briana and I on either side of Lily’s sweaty and naked body as we all share the afterglow. Even though it was Lily’s time that was limited I end up being the one to break the happy cuddle. We all ham it up for the camera as Lily takes a selfie of the three of us looking as radiant and pretty as three sex exhausted gals could be.

My own bliss is on another level as Lily’s cum is absorbed into my body to make me ‘soft’, as Heather called it. I press a long kiss into Lily’s breast then mewl. “I need to get back.”

Lily runs her fingers through my hair, an understanding smile on her face. “Of course you do. Your woman is waiting for you.” She says. “I’m running a later than I meant to, could you…”

“No!” My hand clutches tighter at her side. “I…shouldn’t be alone right now. I did it once and…it’s not good. I can’t go alone!”

“I wasn’t sending you alone. I’ve heard of the drop.” Turning her head she kisses Bri’s forehead. “Could you shower our Prince and get him back to Mom? I should call Liam and talk to him again before I have to head to work.”

“Of course I can.” Briana strokes my face, to which I coo and nuzzle into her palm. She giggles. “He’s absolutely floating. Come on, Elliot. Let’s get you home to Heather.”

“Heatherrrr.”

With Lily’s help Briana gets me into the washroom. Off comes the clothes, off comes the makeup and fragrance, and I am scrubbed down from head to toe. Riding my buzz the hot water and green smelling soap and scrubbing hands are an absolute feast for the senses. I am still a bit cum drunk as I step out to be toweled down by a chuckling Briana. I am a giggling fool as she briskly dries my hair then I stand there grinning from ear to ear as she combs my wet hair.

“Ye are RIDICULOUSLY cute, ye know that?”

“I’ve been told once or twice.” I titter.

By the time I am back in my Elliot clothes I am feeling closer to normal again. At the bathroom door I find Lily waiting for her turn in the washroom to clean up for work. She smirks as she sees me back to myself.

“It’s a downgrade, but for a guy not bad I guess.” She quips as she gives me a peck to the cheek. “You take care of Ellie for me.”

“I will.” Pulling her into a hug I give her a tight squeeze. “She’ll be waiting for you at the next girl’s night. And who knows?” I pull back to look into her eyes. “Maybe she’ll get to meet this Juniper too?”

Lily’s smile softens. She pats my butt. “Get outta here, nerd.

“Ha!”

“And hey, we’ll get through this Liam thing, okay?” She says as I turn to leave. “One way or the other. Just remember that he loves us and we love him. He’s not the bad guy, Elliot. He’s your future…step…son?” Her voice rises into a question even as she says it. “Okay, strike that.” She cringes as Briana laughs. “He’s your girlfriend’s son…nah, even that sounds weird.”

“He’s one of us.” I say. “And so am I.”

“There you go.” Lily snaps and points at me. “Go with that.” Her expression goes serious. “Just go easy on him? He’s not use to sharing the spotlight.”

“Me go easy on him!?” I exclaim. “I’m just praying I survive to see tomorrow night!”

Briana grips my shoulder. “He’ll have hell to pay if he touches ye. These lot might be blood related, but Mia and I aren’t.”

Lily gives me a look to wish me good luck then disappears into the washroom. Briana and I head to the door and are soon on our way. As she drives the wet city streets, the steady slap of the wipers count down the seconds until I saw my woman again. Though I still felt great after all the fucking and bonding, oh how I ACHED for Heather. Closing my eyes I tell myself her loving arms were just minutes away now. Needing a distraction I strike up a conversation.

“Bri.” I say. “I heard Liam call himself an ‘alpha’. It didn’t sound like bro talk when he said it. He said something about being the matriarch’s son? You mentioned him not being blood related to you and Mia? That’s important?”

“Mm.” She nods. “Though he’s a man he still carries Heather’s genes. And because he’s a man there’s a far higher likelihood that his first or second born will be another matriarch like Heather. As you can imagine that is a very big deal. It’s possible for any of us to have one, but for him it’s probable. Whether it’s with a woman like us or a woman like them, the chances are high.” Looking across to me she says. “Ye might be the prince, but he is the ‘queen maker’, if we’re going to continue stretching that hive metaphor. It would take a serious act of will for any of Heather’s family to NOT love him. He’s the future of their lineage after all.”

“And he’s the same with them, right? He has to love them.”

“No.” The street lights cast ever shifting shadows across Briana’s face as she drives. “Alpha’s are destined to fly solo and start a new line. Liam loves them like any man would love his family, but it’s purely emotional. That genetic bond doesn’t work the same way with him. Lily, Rebecca, Heather…they’ve doted on him his whole life. Built him up to be the man he is. They’d probably give their lives to protect Liam if his life was threatened. Even Julie might and she can’t stand the brat. The reverse is not necessarily true.”

“So…he’s got all the freedom and none of the restrictions?” I whisper with a shudder as I realized my royal status wasn’t quite as supreme as I once thought.

“Pretty much.” She says. “And his ‘honey’ even has some of the same powers, but only effective on women. It’s not by accident the guy’s a stud. The bond that we all have to be so careful about doesn’t happen for him until he actually gets a woman pregnant. This lets him play the field I guess until he finds his perfect mate I guess. Once he’s bonded to his mate he’s the same as any of us would be, locked in for life. And once he’s had a daughter who is a matriarch his devotion is to her. But until that happens…he’s a king bee.”

“A king bee?” I say, my tone darkening. “No. He’s a spider. Damn it.” My mind casts back to a recent conversation I’d had about free will. “We’re all in the same web. Rebecca told me that once. I always thought Heather was the spider. But it’s Liam!”

“For the moment, perhaps.” She says. “But in the end he’ll serve his wife and daughter. The ladies always end up on top eventually.”

“Heather never told me this. Or Rebecca. Or anybody!”

“Liam was an ocean away. Why would they? Deep down they know his life is his own, though it kills them to have to let him go. It’s not a subject they would want to dwell on as it is painful to them.” She pats my arm. “They have a prince to care for now. A man that they can invest in and who will be there for them. A man that makes them feel good and valued and…loved. Liam might be the queen maker, but you are her chosen one. And that’s not nothin.”

“This is…wild!”

“I grant ye, it’s a bit more involved that ‘boy meets girl’.” Bri smirks, trying to lighten the mood. “Havin regrets fer getting mixed up in all this?”

Leaning my head against the cool window I close my eyes and I see my Queen, with her eyes shining and her arms outstretched, waiting to welcome me home and eager to be serviced by her loving man. “None.”