Crescent Moon Desire (Passion & Magic #1)

by Amanda Bowen

  That part gave me a small amount of comfort as most of the really important books I had were in a safe that was hidden under the floorboards of that shed. Even though witches used to be almost venerated back when everyone knew magic was real, there had always been some that wanted to hurt us.

  Whether it was out of jealousy that they had no magic or fear of what could happen if one of us went rogue. There had always been distrustful people. Magic or not, we were all human at the end of the day. The ones that coveted all magic for their own were scary enough.

  They might kidnap a witch, but never hurt her. A hurt witch couldn’t cast any spells. Or rather, couldn’t cast any spells accurately. What was the point of having a stolen witch if she couldn’t use her magic?

  There were other, darker whispers about that, and I didn’t want to think about that right then. But the minute my thoughts went there, a shudder went over me and I could see the face of that man from earlier.

  Could he have done this? Could he have hated me enough to burn down my house?

  The more I thought about it, the more it seemed to click into place. I asked a few more questions, and then paused, licking my lips. I trembled, because I knew I should have told Gunner and Mike already and I didn’t want them angry at me, but I needed to tell the Fire Marshal this.

  “This is going to sound weird, but did anyone see a banged up dark colored car? Kind of like one of those old kit cars trying to look like a muscle car?”

  I was a little proud that my tone didn’t waver even though I could feel both of my men’s eyes boring into me. The marshal looked curiously at me then shook his head.

  “No ma’am, at least none of the boys mentioned it. I’ll ask around. I’ll need you to file a report, you can add in anything you can think of. Just in case.”

  He handed me his card and I nodded, putting it into my pocket for now. I should be dreading filling out paperwork for this. I couldn’t imagine how much of a mess my house was, and I didn’t want to think about the insurance paperwork either. I needed the report on the fire to file a claim and I knew it.

  A sigh escaped my lips and I felt myself tremble again, even as Gunner and Mike moved in closer to support me. I could hear Callie quietly trying to hold in tears, I knew she adored my house almost as much as I did.

  That the report, the paperwork, didn’t worry me as much as it should was surprising. But not as surprising as the way I felt my heart drop into my belly at the thought that the Blankenship brothers might be mad at me for not telling them about something that had scared me. I just wasn’t used to that. Having men, or even one man, care about me the way they did.

  My eyes filled with tears, and I didn’t like how breathy and choked up I sounded but I needed to get the words out.

  “I’m sorry. I should have told you both but when I felt so dizzy, before I figured out how to fix it.”

  A distinct pause that gave me the time to blush a fiery red, my cheeks burning with it as Mike grinned and Gunner’s brows shot up with my next words.

  “Speaking of, Gunner I really need about fifteen minutes with you. Alone.”

  Heat curled in my belly as I thought about what would happen, and it was enough to drive away those tears for a moment.

  “There was a man, when I was coming out of the Cafe with your food. I’ve never seen him before, but there was something about him that made me feel scared. Something really wrong. I promise if I see him again, I’ll get one of you right away.”

  Gunner’s deep voice steadied me even as his fingers caressed my cheek, fanning that coiling warmth in my belly.

  “You better. Baby, how can we protect you, if you don’t let us know what’s wrong?”

  There was such concern, such caring in his voice that I almost teared up again. A sigh, and I nodded. Mike stepped back, sensing what I was going to do next and he walked with Callie and the Fire Marshal back to his truck.

  “We need to do something, Gunner. We need to finish what we started in the office.”

  I bit my lip, his eyes locking on my mouth and I released it, the tip of my tongue sweeping over and soothing the flesh I’d nibbled on.

  “I need to do to you, what I did to Mike that first time. The reason I was all wonky earlier was because we’d started something and left it unfinished. Out of balance. Once we do, though. We can do anything we like. Or nothing, if you don’t want…”

  He kissed me to stop that flow of words, pulling me in tight against that delicious body of his and oh boy I could tell he wanted without a hint of doubt. That firmness nestled in against my belly, I felt him right through his jeans and I shifted my feet. That motion making me aware of just how wet I’d gotten, that fast. Of course the fact that my panties were still laying on the sink in his office made it so much easier to feel.

  Later, I would possibly freak out again. I would worry about Colin until I found out for sure and I hoped he was okay or I knew I’d be heartbroken. Yet this needed done, and there was an urgency in me that said it needed to be done now, so we would be safe.

  I listened to my gut, and let us back into the cafe. I didn’t so much break the kiss as start a new one, the tip of my tongue lapping at the seam of his lips and feeling a joy in my heart as his mouth opened to me.

  Gunner was an amazing kisser. So was Mike, but oh my God.

  His tongue licked at mine, tangling with it as we made our way back through the empty cafe, back through the kitchen and into my office. My cheeks heated up again as all the images of what we all did earlier roared to life in my mind. I wanted that again, but another thought came to me that had my blush the reddest yet.

  There’s another way that I could have them both at the same time.

  Never in my life had I imagined such a thing but now that I had, I really wanted it and I wondered if they would too. I pushed Gunner back until his fine ass hit the edge of my desk and I didn’t care that things were falling off of it to the floor.

  They could get picked up or pitched, they were just things. A warmth raced up my nerves as I broke the kiss, and I loved the way Gunner looked at me. His eyes so sharp, so focused and all that focus was on me. I let my fingers stroke over that yummy beard of his before I yanked his t-shirt up from his jeans.

  Oh my. All mine.

  My fingers, so fast to stroke over the hot skin of his belly. Watching how his muscles jumped made my mouth water. I wanted to lick that skin, taste every dip, learn all those muscles. It gave me hope, when I realized that I would get to. He was mine. Just as Mike was mine.

  Feeling his hands come up to cup my face though, I knew the full truth. I was theirs, just as fully. A heady, powerful feeling washed over me as my fingers dropped and undid his belt. No hesitation, just a feeling of pure rightness.

  Gunner reached for me, stroking my breasts through my shirt, a growl coming out that made me shiver. His voice made that shiver feel like a bolt of passion that headed straight for my pussy.

  “I want to taste you. You’re like cotton candy, so sweet and I’m already addicted.”

  A sigh I knew was me and I shook my head, my hands unzipping his jeans before one slipped inside to open his boxers and circle his already hard shaft. My mouth instantly watered and I shook my head again.

  “This first. I need you to cum, I need every drop. Then I promise, after we take care of what happened, you can taste me all you want.”

  “Fuck. When you put it like that, Thea.”

  That humor of his that I loved was in his voice and my free hand reached to cup his face, my fingers playing with that beard. He let me until I started stroking his shaft, and he turned his head to lightly take one of my fingers between his lips to nibble at.

  The hot pulse of pleasure between my thighs was a shock, his lips on my finger seemed to have a direct link to my clit and I moaned so loud I knew if anyone else was in the cafe they’d have had to heard it.

  I didn’t care.

  I made him shift so I could pull his jeans down to his knees, boxers with the
m and I gazed with a bit of wonder at his dick. I knew a lot of women thought they were ugly, but there was nothing ugly about Mike’s and Gunner’s was just as magnificent.

  I stroked him a few more times before my hand settled around the base. I bent at the waist to put my lips right above the thick head, and I’d seen the droplet of moisture that had come up at the slit. My tongue had a mind of its own, darting out between my lips as I exhaled a hot breath on his skin. I lapped up that drop, the flavor of his pre-cum so savory, so delicious I just wanted more.

  Need more. Good thing I know just how to get it.

  Licking around the ridges of his dick, tasting his skin was pure pleasure for me. His hands braced against the desk, tight enough to make it creak a little. My tongue licking, down from the tip, tracing the thick vein, down to where my hand held him steady.

  Feeling his pulse jump in that vein made me even wetter. I reveled in that feeling even as my pussy ached to be filled with his dick. Or Mike’s, thinking about the last time. But that would wait and I knew what I needed to do.

  I used the next few drops of his pre-cum to lubricate his skin, the strokes of my hand replacing my tongue as I took the thick head of his dick between my lips. He groaned as I suckled it, groaned again as my free hand now gently cradled his heavy balls. Mine. He was mine. I took more of his dick in, feeling that shift as he shuddered at how good my mouth felt.

  He was making me feel like a goddess as my tongue swirled on his dick. One of his hands gently cupped my head, urging me on. Guiding me with tenderness, showing me what he liked.

  Gunner

  No way in hell if someone had told me I’d end this day with Thea’s gorgeous lips wrapped around my dick would I have believed them.

  The feel of her soft hair against my hand put a shiver up my back, I’d never felt anything like it before. I helped her get just the right angle as she took my dick in her mouth, the sheer hot and wet of her tongue was almost too much for me to keep control.

  I’d had blow jobs before, some of them damn fine ones at that. But nothing had ever felt like her, nothing had ever felt so right. She felt so good my hips bucked, putting me in deeper but Thea was ready and it was all I could do to hang on to the edge of the desk as she started to bob up and down.

  Silky, hot, wet and everything I wanted. Well, almost everything. I could still remember how her pretty pussy had tasted on my tongue and I wanted it again. Wanted it now. She said I had to wait until she’d finished me with her mouth, then we had things to do.

  But what really stuck with me, was her saying I could taste her all I wanted. I knew I was grinning because she’d be in for a surprise. I wanted to taste her every morning, eat that perfect pussy for breakfast. It would be the best start of the day. I knew once Mike got a lick he’d want it too.

  Thea didn’t know it yet, but that pussy of hers was going to get eaten on the daily, by one of us or both of us. I’d never wanted to cum so fast in my life as I did then, because I had the feeling that with just a little nudge, she’d let me get a taste to tide me over until later.

  The whole time I was thinking about her pussy Thea was working her mouth on my dick, and it was pure heaven. I groaned, my hand back up to twine my fingers in her hair and I knew I was close. A pulse, I could feel myself swell up even more. A jerk of my dick had her giggle in her throat and she took me even deeper and I swore.

  Loud, proud, and colorful. My pulse pounding now and I wanted so bad to pull those pretty lips off my dick. But only so I could whip her around, yank down those pants of hers and bury my shaft deep inside her. Grabbing her hips, pumping as hard as I could.

  I felt her pull back a bit so her hand could circle my dick, stroking as her mouth worked on me. It was too much, it wasn’t enough but I wanted it forever.

  “Thea, Thea baby slow down, slow down I’m going to cum. Where do you want it, God baby tell me!”

  She moaned and the choice was ripped away as I felt those thick, pearly ropes of cum spill out of the head of my dick and go jetting down her throat. I saw sparkles, I came so hard and she kept her mouth on me. Kept sucking, until she got every drop.

  Just like she said she would. I watched her so close as she finally released my dick from her mouth, lips plump from working on it. It was so sexy, and then she licked those lips and I groaned. I’d just come, so strongly that I still felt it and yet I knew if I didn’t watch myself I’d be hard all over again.

  Thea braced herself against me, her forehead resting against my chest, over my heart as she caught her breath. I felt it then, like something inside me had snapped into place and a sense of peace washed over me. I wasn’t sure what it was, but the soft gasp from Thea made me know she felt it just like me.

  Something about it made me also know that Mike would feel it too. We were complete. Three sides. Strong. I pulled Thea up a bit, cradling her against my chest as that feeling of peace settled into my heart. This was right. Thea was mine. Thea was Mike’s. We were hers.

  There was nothing I wouldn’t do, to keep her safe.

  * * *

  Thea

  We’re safe. Well, safer.

  That feeling of rightness, of a pure harmony that went through me and I saw the vision of a Witch’s Knot, three times three. The magical triangle, the strongest shape. This was us now. For better or worse I was now tied with Gunner and Mike and I’d never felt so cherished in my life.

  It wasn’t all I felt, my nerves still buzzing with the passionate act I’d shared with Gunner still flowing until something else joined it. It was familiar to me, this sort of warmth that would tingle and come up when I worked my magic. It was also different now. Stronger somehow than it had ever been before.

  It should have worried me maybe a lot more than it did. That feeling though, was a feeling of rightness. There was power there, and a bit of honesty opened up to me that maybe I had shied away from my full potential.

  I bit my lip, forehead still resting against Gunner’s chest, letting the beat of his strong heart surround me. I heard it like I’d never imagined, that strength echoing in his own chest. He would protect me. I knew it like I knew my own names.

  Silently I moved my lips to let a tiny vow escape, swearing and meaning it. I would do my best never to be put into a position where I would need the sort of protection he was so clearly willing to give.

  I’d seen it printed on t-shirts, that whole line about this princess rescuing herself. That wasn’t me. I’m not a princess, and never wanted to be. A witch though, a good and powerful one? That was me. That was who I was, no matter how I’d worked to hide it.

  With a gentle touch I helped Gunner tuck his dick away for now, zipping his jeans and carefully buckling his belt. I did all that before I looked up at him, and the expression on his face dazzled me. I didn’t want to say love. It was too soon wasn’t it?

  But I knew better. My magic dealt with love, with the heart after all. I couldn’t be sure if that’s how he and Mike felt. At least, not yet. For me though, this was it. With them. Together, I felt we could deal with anything. With my growing powers. With their role as lovers and protectors.

  Huh. Where did that come from?

  My mind was swirling but that thought stuck with me. It sounded familiar, like a lullaby heard as a baby that you think you could never remember but it pops up and you know all the words.

  There was a suspicious sting behind my eyes, and the image of Gunner in my vision wavered with the sudden tears that I tried to blink away. Seeing the panic on Gunner’s face I tried to soothe him, my hands lifting to cup his cheeks as my thumbs stroked over his beard.

  “I’m just so happy. I’ve never been this happy. When I got up today I kept feeling like something bad was around the corner. I felt sad, maybe a little resentful that I was working today. Because it’s my birthday, and maybe I just wanted to be a kid again and eat cake and ice cream until I nearly got sick. I never expected this. Any of this.”

  A soft smile touched my lips as his thumb brushed
away the tears from my cheeks. I’d never seen this man with such a warm look in his eyes, that was just for me. Tears threatening again I took a deep breath and let it out slow until I was pretty sure my voice wouldn’t have too much of a wobble.

  “I need you to hear it though. The truth. I may not have ever expected this. Me and you and Mike. I think you already knew I might have had a little thing for you? I wanted to say something to you for awhile now but I just couldn’t work up the courage. Mike, it was different with him, there was always something so sad in his eyes and I don’t want you or him thinking it was ever pity even when I felt bad about it. I just wanted him to be happy, because I could feel that in his heart he was a good man. That might sound silly, or wishful thinking but I promise you that I just knew.”

  Another breath, while I watched his gaze get a little heated. That sent a shiver up my back, and that ache in my pussy grew. I wanted him in me, filling me as deep as I could get him. But we had things to do first, the least of which was seeing how bad my house was. A laugh that sounded brittle even to me flew from my lips then.

  “I don’t even know if I have a place to sleep tonight, how bad my house is, I don’t know if Colin,” my voice broke a little and there were those worried tears I’d known were coming.

  “I don’t know what I’ll do if he’s not okay. He wouldn’t let the fire fighters see him, he doesn’t like most people anyway but this, I can’t imagine. I have to go see, Gunner. Will you or Mike take me?”

  The feel of his hand taking mine as he laced his fingers with mine washed away that pain washing through me. The warm weight, the strength, was better than being wrapped in the best fleece blanket in the world. Then his other arm went around me to pull me in tight against his chest and that knowing I was safe washed over me again.

  He kissed my temple, his nose buried in my hair so when he spoke his breath fanned against my ear, teasing me and making me think about what he’d done before with those gorgeous lips.