Dashing devil 5 bold beg.., p.28
Dashing Devil 5: Bold Beginnings, page 28
“Because you do trust Boyd, implicitly.” Mindy continued to hold a soft smile. “I’m still not recommending it, but he would be there to make sure I didn’t do anything like what you suggested I might try. He can sense when I am using my Power on any of his Devoted over the Bond, and while my Power may allow finer and more precise mental control and work, our man can overpower me without much effort. He’s like a mental hammer that would shut me down if he thought he even sensed something was wrong.”
“Is he really stronger than you?” Hope asked, sounding confused. “I always thought that his mental Powers were fairly limited.”
“When it comes to raw power, he far outclasses me,” Mindy confirmed. “I would not have been able to breach the Last Dragon’s defenses even if I’d been touching it—nor would I have been able to seize as much control as I did without him having hit it with such a strong, if raw, mental attack. The beast was not weak-willed, even if Boyd called it a wuss.”
“I understand your confusion, though.” Mindy sighed. “Boyd never did use that aspect of his Power to its full potential back in the PAC. He pretty much stuck to letting damage build up and then forcing his pain onto his opponent when he couldn’t otherwise damage or get to them.”
“Which was awesome enough.” Silvie pouted at Hope. “It made sure everyone was a little scared of him, even the toughest bullies.”
“Which should have been a clear sign of his true potential.” Mindy shook her head, causing the raven waves of her long hair to shift about her shoulders. “Only the strongest mental defenses ever stood against him, and most of them struggled. Yes, I agree with you that the effects of his Mental Powers are limited—but he can put a hell of a lot of force behind them.”
“Is that true?” Hope asked Silvie, blinking. “Is he really stronger than Mindy?”
“Boyd doesn’t deny it when she’s said as much when he’s around… so, yes,” Silvie answered with a nod.
Hope turned back to Mindy. “Then, I… I would not be opposed to trying it,” the angel admitted. She made the statement with far more seriousness than agreeing to a threesome should probably include. “I do not believe you control Boyd to that extent or I would have seen it in him when we were one. He will keep me safe as you said, and if I can see into you the way you see into others, then maybe I will be able to trust you.”
“It’s different than what I hear or see with my Power,” Mindy explained. “It’s more like a snapshot of the person—a slightly less intense version of what you experienced with Boyd the first few times. It gives you a general sense of the others you are in the Bond with, one that leaves you with some understanding of who that person truly is.”
She spread her hands wide. “Even if you agree, I can’t promise you will see what you need to see to trust me.”
“It is worth trying. I really don’t want to think poorly of you,” Hope replied. Her serene smile was back in place and she once again wore a calm expression.
Laura noticed Silvie peering at the angel with a suspicious expression on her face, which shifted to a knowing look when the other blonde continued, “But, I wonder… since I have to let you use your Power on me during it anyway, if you might do me a kindness.”
“I’d be happy to do anything I can to make it easier for you,” Mindy replied with a warm smile, happy for the opportunity to heal the injury before it festered.
Laura blinked as a pleasant feather-rustling sound filled the room and the angel’s normally gold halo turned a warm shade of pink. It usually only did that when Boyd was present. She quickly glanced over at the door, but found it was still closed.
“Oh, this so isn’t fair,” Raev groused.
The redhead crossed her arms and pouted as her tails flicked to the side in disappointment. When Laura arched an eyebrow at her, the foxy woman turned to Laura and smirked. “I feel let down because I really wanted to be Mindy’s first woman. She only lets me watch—no touching her or Boyd. And how’s a girl supposed to compete?! Her first real threesome will be with an angel—a not-at-all-pure angel!”
“I’m sure you’ll manage,” Laura let out a laugh before turning her attention back to the two at the center of the issue.
“Kuh-he,” Mindy let out her little laugh. “I must admit that your reaction has me very curious. No one knows what you two have been getting up to. Boyd makes me ‘close the curtains’ as he puts it, just like he told you. Silvie likes to speculate, but she wasn’t sure where you two would settle because the two of you were all over the place when you first got here. I take it the kindness you would like me to do is something kinky?”
Another pleasant feather rustle filled the room as Hope’s wings shivered behind her. Expression devoid of anything that might hint towards any inner heat, the angel replied, “I would like you to puppet me, using my body to maximize Boyd’s pleasure… if that counts as kinky.”
“Um…” Mindy hesitated and the small smirk that had come to her lips flattened right back out as her dark eyebrows came together.
“Yes, honey-buns, that counts as very kinky.” Silvie let out a delighted giggle. “Where do you get this? I don’t think Darling would go for that.”
Laura tried to figure out if Boyd would go for such a thing, and if it would be okay. Then she wondered if she had a responsibility, as the conversation’s mediator, to try to prevent it if she decided it wasn’t. She hadn’t settled either issue when Hope replied.
“I just thought of it and it sounded exquisite.” Her radiant smile flipped upside down. “Why would Boyd take issue with it?”
“He would take issue with it because…” Silvie began to explain in a patient tone that sounded long-practiced.
“Wait!” Raev cut her off, her tails standing straight out with her ears perked in a very attentive way. “I hadn’t really thought about it until now, but I think I see what Hope is going for… and it could be awesome! We should hear her out.”
The redhead turned to the angelic woman who had a puzzled look on her face. “Why don’t you explain what you had in mind in more detail, angel-face.”
“You're only a little better than she is!” Silvie giggled. “I’m not surprised that you think it sounds hot. But Boyd is still a bit finicky when it comes to what is or is not okay—especially when it comes to free will.”
Hope’s wings, which had been standing more upright, suddenly drooped against the back of her chair. “Maybe I shouldn’t explain it.” She frowned.
“I will remind everyone that this is a safe place and that the contents of this conversation are completely confidential and won’t make it back to Boyd,” Laura said, sliding back into the conversation in her role as mediator.
If she was being honest, she also was tremendously curious about just what the angel had in her dirty little mind.
“I won’t force you to say anything if it makes you uncomfortable,” Laura explained, “but I would recommend sharing the details if you are comfortable doing so. Who better to judge if Boyd would frown upon it than the women in this room? I bet Mindy could even quietly run one of her hypotheticals on him to find out for sure.”
“I’m not going to judge you for your personal tastes.” Mindy shrugged, her lips quirking back up into a slight smile. “It’s not like I don’t use my Power to some degree during intimate moments with Boyd, but to exert full control over another like that in intimate settings is something of a taboo for Mind Powered. Even civilians with low-ranked mental abilities get a lot of sexual harassment training. But you are a consenting adult, so feel free to share what you had in mind and I will tell you if I’m comfortable with it.”
“It’s nothing as sinister as what this conversation makes it seem.” Hope pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
Interestingly, her halo had shifted from a warm pink back to gold as the conversation wore on. She shifted in her special chair, crossing her legs under the short skirt of the white dress she wore as her wings resettled behind her.
“Sorry, honey-buns.” Silvie smiled at the embarrassed angel. “Maybe it was just the way you said it. If you explain it in more detail, I’m sure we’ll understand.”
Hope gave her silver-haired friend a suspicious look for a long moment before she nodded and turned back to Mindy. “I just want you to control my movements and do whatever you see in his thoughts that Boyd wants me to do. I imagine you use your Power to act on his whims regularly; I simply want your help so that I can do the same thing.”
She pursed her lips. “What I can sense from him over the Bond he shares with me gives me some idea of what he likes or doesn’t like, but it only works for the things I think of or he chooses to show me. I want to do the things he is too afraid to show me.”
Laura looked at Mindy to gauge her reaction.
The Mind Powered blinked her pretty purple eyes as a look of consideration crossed her features. “I think it was just because you used the term ‘puppet’ that caused me to balk, because that sounds fairly reasonable. To confirm, did you want me to shut your mind down and just use your body? Because that’s what puppeting is. What you described isn’t quite so extreme.”
“No!” The impure angel shook her head hard enough to set her golden locks dancing about her shoulders. “I want Boyd to still see me in my eyes when you're doing it, and I want to feel everything… but I do want you to completely control my movements.”
The angel’s halo flickered through a few faint shades of pink before returning to gold.
Laura had been wondering about that halo. Why did it turn pink when Boyd was around? She had seen him sneak up to surprise Hope with a hug from behind or to pinch her rear; that man could be surprisingly quietly for having such a… solid frame. The trauma specialist had observed that the effect wasn’t proximity-based; Hope had to be aware Boyd was nearby for it to turn the warm pink that it did when he was near.
She wasn’t sure what its shifting between pink and gold meant in this case, though.
“Fuck, that sounds hot,” Raev purred, interrupting Laura’s musings. “Is that a you thing Hope, or can I get in on that action? Uh… when Mindy is ready to, of course,” she added quickly.
Laura had watched the poor vixen carefully pursue the goth for weeks. At times she would follow her instincts and push, then back off in fear that she had pushed too far. They both seemed to be having a lot of fun with it.
“I would be delighted if you also took up the practice,” Hope beamed a happy smile at the redhead.
The angel’s faint glow grew just a bit brighter, adding a barely perceptible level increase of light to the room.
“That way,” Hope continued, “Boyd will have someone else that fulfills his every desire. Honestly, I think all of us should do it—often! It’s the best way to learn what he likes most and once we learn what he really wants, Mindy won’t have to control us anymore.”
Raev’s ears twitched in amusement as she let out one of her velvet chuckles. She shook her head before responding. “We’ll be doing it for different reasons, then… but as long as you're on board, I’ll take it as a win.”
“What do you mean?” Hope asked. The angel tilted her to the side in confusion.
Laura marveled at the innocence she maintained, even during this conversation.
“It just sounds damn hot to me.” Raev shrugged and her emerald eyes glazed over a bit as her tails swayed around her in a decidedly dreamy fashion. “It almost sounds like the ultimate form of when he or Silvie take a fistful of my hair and use my mouth to get him off. Or when he grabs my hips and starts rocking me into him the way he wants me to and things get all intense. Stuff like that really gets me going.”
“Oh, yes… like that, I suppose,” Hope agreed with a smile, though her shoulders drooped a little.
“Well, I think I can do what you are requesting,” Mindy brought the conversation back around full circle.
This brought Laura’s eyes back to her side of the circle. The goth straightened in her seat and pursed her lips before giving a small, though definite, nod of her head. It almost looked like she had come to a decision.
There was something different about her amethyst eyes; they had a specific cast to them that Laura had only seen in Boyd’s eyes before. When the gothic beauty spoke again, it was in a purr and with a slightly slower cadence—once again reminding the trauma specialist of a certain big, hunky demon.
“But it would require that you trust me to take control of you—now,” the Mind Powered said, “before Boyd can give you a glimpse into my soul. If I were wicked the way you fear that I am, I might do all sorts of awful things to you.”
Another round of pleasant feather fluttering filled the room as Hope's wings shivered. The halo flickered pink and back to gold and she swallowed before replying. “I think… I think I can trust you enough for this.”
Laura wanted to laugh, but restrained the urge to do so because—unlike the angel—she did trust Mindy. From what she’d gathered, this whole conversation came about because Hope was afraid to let Mindy use her Power on her. But that fear went right out the window as soon as any application of said Power involved the potential of sex with Boyd.
Every woman in the room, including Laura, gave Hope a knowing look.
“I can give you what you want,” Mindy replied, the smooth purr still going, “but I’ll need you to prove that you can trust me.”
Laura glanced at Mindy and saw that she had shifted to plant her feet squarely on the floor. She had also shifted the set her shoulders in a bold, confident way that was oddly familiar—and one that Laura was used to seeing on a much broader frame.
“If you were to doubt me and fight at the wrong time,” Mindy continued, “someone might get hurt. So before I do anything like what you suggested, you’ll need to show me that you can trust me. Otherwise, I won’t risk it.”
Another soft fluttering sound filled the room, this one lasting a few seconds as Hope’s halo shifted to a warm pink before fading back to gold.
“How?” the angel whispered. She was otherwise very still as she asked the simple question so softly it was almost a breath.
“Come here,” Mindy beckoned with a confident, lazy gesture.
The angel began to rise but then she froze. “Boyd isn’t here.”
“Kuh-he,” Mindy laughed. “Silv would cut me in half if she thought I started doing something to you,” the goth said. “She is almost as protective of you as Boyd is. She’ll keep you safe from me—if you still want her too.”
The sound of feathers rustling filled the space again. Gulping, the angel nodded.
“I just want to show you a hypothetical—what I think you are looking for from me so I can be sure to do it right. So, if you are willing to trust me… come here.” She beckoned again.
Hope glanced at Silvie.
The silver-haired bombshell gave her a knowing look, a thumbs up, and then replied sincerely, “I get why trusting her is tough for you, honey-buns, and I understand why—given how in the dark I kept you. But you can trust her. I promise.”
Hope nodded and rose smoothly from her chair, her eyes fixed on a very confident-looking Mindy. The angel brushed her dress against her hips and settled her wings before slowly crossing the center of the circle of chairs to stand in front of Mindy’s chair.
“Lean down.”
Mindy didn’t so much command as instruct. She looked up at Hope with a devilish smirk curling the edge of her lips. It signaled her complete control of the situation. She didn’t need to command.
Laura again recognized the source of that look and wondered if Mindy was literally channeling Boyd through her Power or if any of those trained in a PAC could slide into this role so smoothly. She suspected Power over training, in this case.
If every PAC-raised Hero could act like Boyd, why wouldn’t they?
Either way, Hope took a short sharp breath that was nearly a gasp before she leaned forward at the waist.
“Lower,” Mindy instructed.
The angel’s wings extended out to balance her as she continued to lower her face until the unusually confident goth said, “Stop.” Hope’s face was just beyond kissing range of the smirking goth, but it was not by much. Her golden halo had picked up a definite pink hue.
“Remember, you have to let me in. I need you to ask me to show you what I think you want when you are ready,” Mindy purred softly.
“Please, show me,” Hope breathed back after only a moment’s hesitation.
“Prepare yourself, sweet angel,” Mindy murmured as she reached up to stroke the blonde’s cheek with the back of her fingers.
Laura wasn’t normally into women, but this scene made her realize any concerns she’d had about seeing his other women with Boyd, or being seen with him by them, had gone out the window. It was just plain hot, and it didn’t even include the bulky demon with the fainting-spell-inducing smile.
The angel nearly came apart at the goth’s simple touch and her halo immediately turned a deep and warm pink. She sucked in a shaky breath as her feathers shook more than shivered behind her arching back. The music of her feathers brushing together sounding louder than ever.
The poor woman’s legs failed her and she collapsed to her knees, falling half into the goth’s lap as she continued to shudder and shake with her wings sprawling out and twitching behind her. The blonde’s hands clutched the loose material of the dark kaftan the raven-haired woman wore as Mindy stroked her darkly painted fingernails through Hope’s golden hair.
When the effect of her little game passed and Hope’s chest heaved as she recovered, a pleased smirk settled on the goth’s darkly painted lips. After the other woman’s shaking subsided and the angel could take a much smoother, deeper breath, Mindy asked, “I take it you liked it?”
“Ohhhh yes, exactly like that,” Hope’s flute-like voice carried a dreamy quality.
“Good, we can do just that… soon. And then you can see my soul so that you can be sure you can trust me.” Mindy continued to smirk, triumphant in establishing a beachhead.
The goth nodded to Silvie as she spoke. “We’ll have Silvie take you and help you get cleaned up for bed. Oh, and I think it would be good for us to build our trust and sleep on the same side of Boyd tonight, don’t you?”’
