by A. J. Macey
He groaned as I bobbed my head, taking him deeper with each pass. Each tense of his abs and every little noise he made pushed me further, reveling in bringing him so much pleasure. When his body started to tremble, he tangled his fingers into my hair, pulling me off his cock.
“My turn,” he murmured, a smirk curling his lips. My heart galloped, a surprised yelp escaping as he grabbed my hips and flipped me over. Excitement built as he positioned me the way he wanted, my ass up in the air in perfect view for his heated gaze. Gripping my ass in his hands, he spread me open, his tongue diving deep without mercy.
Clawing at the sheets, I rode the crescendo of my release until finally, my body couldn’t handle the nearly painful tingles. My body shook, every muscle tense as I came against Tor’s tongue, but he didn’t stop. Each dip and circle made me burn from the inside out, and I needed more—so much more.
Tor grew needy as he stood, taking more before I even had to beg. Fingers dug into my hips as the head of his cock pressed against my slick entrance. My eyes rolled back, aching in the best way possible as he pushed in.
“Hellsticks,” I moaned when he was fully sheathed inside me. So deliciously full, my fingers dug further into the bedding as he pulled out. My body tightened slowly, each nerve electrified as he moved in slow rocks. Tor never sped up, but his pace went from gentle to hard, hitting me in the exact right spot until I wasn’t quite sure what was up or down. Drowning in desire, I gave myself over to Tor, my release growing closer with each thrust.
When I ached and burned, I finally fell into that blissful pool, but instead of riding it out, Torryn had something different in mind. Maneuvering me once more, he flipped me onto my back, dropping to his knees and fusing his lips to my slick core. I bucked, my hips rocking involuntarily against him as he lapped up my cum. The roughness of his stubble was a delicious contrast to his talented mouth, and I was seared with another release building.
I cried out, unable to stay quiet when I came, my back arching against the mattress. As I rode out the aftershocks, Torryn stood up, folding over me until either arm surrounded my head.
“I could bring you to release every day for the rest of my life, and I still wouldn’t tire of it,” he ground out, his body trembling against mine as he pushed in once more.
The smell of pine and freshly cut grass surrounded me, a scent wholly Torryn. What fell from my lips, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was his name mixed with breathy moans accompanied the lustful haze that flooded me.
My nipples peaked painfully, brushing his taut chest with each pump of his hips. Tightness coiled through my core, the impending climax building slowly through my lower belly. Right as I started to fall, Torryn kissed me fiercely, silencing my cries. I clamped around his length, bringing him to his own release. Shuddering, he came, spurting deep within me as I rode out my own orgasm.
“You could bring me to release every day, and I still wouldn’t grow tired of it,” I echoed his sentiment with a smile. I had missed my assertive yet loveable Torryn and was happy we no longer had to hide our relationship.
Though I definitely wouldn’t mind playing teacher and schoolgirl sometime.
November 28th
Thursday Morning
Aris
It was hard not to feel like a princess, waking up in the fluffy bed, freshly showered, and snuggled up with Tor. He grumbled in his sleep when I shifted away, but I was awake now and excited to get our day started. Plus, the smell of breakfast was wafting in, which meant more delicious food. Dinner last night was pretty much a buffet, and I had eaten way too much, but I would already do it again. I was going to enjoy everything Aureus had to offer. Who knew if I'd ever be back. I loved everything about the humans... well, except the lack of magic.
After another shower, just because I could, I brushed my teeth and changed into another wrinkled set of clothes. Xan was already up, pouring over a map and a small Witches Glass.
“Hey, Muse,” he said, holding his arms open for me. I walked over and slid into his waiting embrace, settling onto his lap to snuggle and listening as he contemplated our next move. As he talked out his thoughts, Tor shuffled into the kitchen, his russet hair messy from sleep.
“We need clothes and supplies. I think it'd be best to stay here for a few days. Especially if you can get the money to handle it,” Xan said, pulling at my wrinkled shirt.
“Then a few of us can go while Aris and a few others stay behind,” Tor said quickly. My eyes narrowed at his words, and my spine stiffened.
“Excuse me?” I challenged, and he tensed, readying himself for an argument, I was sure.
“You're too noticeable, Aris,” he started, an argument clearly already planned out in his mind. “It's dangerous for you to go. It'd be better if you stuck to the hotel room while we gather supplies.
“I'd have to agree, Cupcake. The council could have shared your image with the human government, and we're in the portal city. Even if it's a big city, we're easily spotted,” Caspian stated, walking in and peeking under the covered breakfast trays, piling a plate with food, and handing it off to me before doing the same for himself. I wanted to argue with them, challenge their protectiveness, but I needed to do it properly.
“Well, what if I changed my hair and I just go to one store, then come back? I have that paste we made in potions. The teal coloring on my hair will last all afternoon,” I begged, hating that my life currently consisted of hiding from one moment to the next.
“She has a point. She'd blend in here with the crowds; besides, she needs clothes, too,” Drayce said, walking straight for the coffee.
“Yes! You wouldn't know what sizes to get for me,” I said, jumping on Drayce's point and running with it. “Underclothes are hard, and human sizing isn't the same as witch sizing. Please... I doubt I'll get another chance like this again. I want to experience it a little too. One store, then I'll come back here and stay.”
The guys looked at each other, then back at me, their resolve cracking before my eyes. My happy dance was internal because I was an adult like that and wouldn't rub it in their faces that I won.
“Fine,” Torryn agreed with a sigh. Based on his slight frown and worried gaze, he didn’t truly want me to go but would agree with the others. “How do we want to do this? We all need supplies. So, in shifts, but making sure to stay with at least one other?”
“We should go together; that way, we all know where the store that Xan found is. It has food, supplies, and clothes, so we can get everything in one place,” Drayce offered with a wave of his hand toward Xan.
“We can split up into halves when they’ve finished. Be good to get things we know we’ll actually use,” Kye added.
The rest agreed, no doubt reluctantly, Tor going back to the list he was making while we all ate. As soon as I was finished, I hopped up and got the teal potion. Once it was on, I sat there while the guys cleared the table and got ready.
Waiting was the worst part—that and leaving our babies behind while we went out to explore. They'd become such a part of us while running, we weren't used to the separation.
Torryn stopped at a machine labeled ATM in the lobby, Kye explaining it was a money machine, before leading us back outside. The doorman stepped forward, offering to hail a cab for us. I watched excitedly as he went to the curb and whistled loudly twice, so two cab drivers stepped out of the waiting line of taxis and rushed over to help us in. Tor pulled me into the backseat with him and Drayce while the others went to the second cab. It wasn't my first car ride, thanks to being arrested, but it was clearly Torryn’s. His posture changed, tensing as the driver pulled away, then looking a little green as the man weaved his way in and out of cars like he was in a race before depositing us in front of the location Tor had given him.
The big brick store loomed ahead of us, the giant red circles lit up on the sign. The cabs dropped us off at the door, and Torryn handed over some of the weird paper money before leading us inside. My jaw dropped the moment I took in the wide expans
e of aisles. Thankfully, with all the humans around and the busy city, it felt safer here as if we could take a minute to breathe and enjoy the adventure for once. Let the shopping begin!
We may be here a while.
Drayce
“This too!” Aris said excitedly, throwing a pink floral backpack into the already full cart.
“We might get in trouble; this is a lot,” I warned her, laughing at her eye roll.
“Don't act like Torryn doesn't have the bottomless bag. Plus, it's not all mine,” she said as if that made the ridiculous number of items in our cart no big deal. She’d picked out new clothes for everyone. We'd spent the first half-hour, trying things on until she knew our sizes and the others escaped. I wasn't even mad, I was the one left behind. I'd gladly spend time with our girl.
“Fair enough, Angel,” I conceded, smiling to myself as she led me to the women's section. She wandered around the racks, snatching items off and tossing them in our cart with scary efficiency, covering the entire section in minutes. The pile in our cart grew every few seconds, with more and more pieces of clothing.
“Alright, I want to try these on. Can you help me carry them in since I don't see a worker?” she asked, frowning from the pile of clothes and back to the empty changing rooms.
“I've got you,” I promised, easily picking up her choices and falling in step behind her as she led us to the biggest room. When I sat her clothes down on the bench and turned to leave, she slid in front of the door, blocking me.
“You said you've got me, that means staying,” she practically purred, clearly more on her mind than clothes. Hiding my surprised excitement, I shrugged, moving the clothes to settle on the bench. She blushed adorably but set about trying on item by torturous item, hiding and revealing her perfect body until I was rock hard and ready for her.
“All done,” she said, pulling off the last dress and tossing it aside, glancing innocently at me. Before she could reach for her clothes, I pulled her into my lap. There was something so dirty about her being naked over me while I was still dressed. With a hand behind her back to keep her steady and a hand behind her neck, I guided her lips to mine.
Life was so crazy these days, we had to steal what moments we could, so I took advantage of our alone time, kissing her furiously. Our lips and tongues moved together until she was rocking against me, searching for friction. My hand slid over the swell of her breasts as I kissed her, teasing her peaked nipples and swallowing down her moans.
“Please,” she whined, her body rocking faster against me, needing more than I was giving her, but I didn't want to rush. This was our time, and I was going to make her remember it.
Pushing her away, I moved my mouth from hers, kissing my way over her neck and collarbone, loving every whimper falling from her lips. She was so responsive, her little sounds helping guide me.
Just as I felt her tension growing, frustrated I was still teasing, I slid my hand down between her legs. She was so wet for me, I groaned, lifting her off me and stripping down. Laying my shirt down on the bench, I sat back down, my cock hard and waiting for her. I slowly stroked myself as she walked forward, eyeing me hungrily. When she was close enough to touch, I guided her back over my lap, her legs resting on the bench on either side of me. My hand picked up its torture, teasing her clit with slow strokes as she sank her body onto me, impaling herself on my cock and making us both shudder.
“Fuck me, Angel,” I ordered, her breath hitching at the dirty words she loved to hear. “You feel so good, so warm and tight around me. Take your pleasure.” My voice was husky and breathless as I struggled to hold on to my control. She rocked her hips over mine even faster, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she braced herself, following my order in perfect submissive beauty.
“What the hell is taking so long?” Caspian's voice drifted in just as Aris bit down on her bottom lip, stifling the cries of pleasure she wanted to let free.
“Nothing,” I answered, but my voice made it obvious, and I nearly laughed from the 'ah, hell,' he hissed before the lock clicked and the door opened. Slipping inside and locking it behind him, he stared over at us, shaking his head.
“Couldn't resist, could you?” he teased, stripping his clothes as he invited himself to our fun. Aris didn't stop moving the entire time, and I finally slid my hand between us again, helping her reach the edge she was searching for. Caspian's mouth fused to Aris’ the moment she gave herself over as the powerful orgasm rolled through her, swallowing the cries falling from her lips.
Pleasure coiled in my stomach, lightning shooting up my spine as her body clamped around me. I groaned as it spread, moving through my entire being. My legs shook as the sparks pooled in my balls, making me gasp for air before exploding inside her, burying my head in her neck to stop myself from screaming. By the time my heart rate slowed down and she slid off of my lap, I felt weightless and sated. She was perfect.
“My turn?” Caspian asked her, his tongue sliding over the back of her neck and down her spine.
“What are you waiting for?” she teased, giggling when he scooped her up, her legs locking behind his back as he pinned her to the wall. Their kiss was sloppy and desperate and fucking hot to watch, my dick already waking up. It was more than that, though, it was seeing us three together again and knowing we belonged like this. With all the chaos in our lives, we had been stealing moments, so coming together was rare. Something settled in my soul, having all three of us connecting on such a strong level, my feelings for Cas growing right along with my feelings for Aris.
As Caspian lined himself up and thrust into her, I stroked myself and watched. There was something so hot about watching Caspian fucking her, seeing both of their expressions dance from needy and hungry to blissed out. Unable to stay back any longer, I walked over, sliding my hand between his hard body and her soft one, teasing her as he kept his pace going. My mouth trailed over his shoulders, sucking his sensitive skin into my mouth, marking him as he groaned my name. Aris came with a loud cry Caspian lunged forward to stifle, moving his mouth over hers before we were all caught.
Cas was close; I could tell from the way his legs shook. Moving my hand from Aris' bundle of nerves, I gathered some of her wetness and trailed my hand behind Caspian, teasing over his cheeks before sliding a hand between. My wet fingers danced over his entrance, continuing to mark him as I teased. With one last thrust, his cheeks clenching around my fingers, he came, his breath coming out in pants as he emptied himself inside her.
Helping him lower her to the ground, I guided them both back to the bench to recover for a moment. We cuddled together before finally getting dressed. Then I realized the problem; my shirt had been used as cleanup, meaning I'd have nothing to wear as we left.
“Oh, let me! Tor taught me a new spell,” she whispered, bouncing on the spot as she reached for the shirt I was holding at arm's length. She closed her eyes and whispered quickly under her breath. The shirt glowed softly for a moment as the magic removed the remnants of our stolen moment, leaving a clean shirt behind. I slid it over my head and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“Nice spellwork, Angel.”
“Now, we have to get all this back; the guys are likely already at the hotel by now,” I said, hurrying them along. Though I had to admit, shopping was way more fun than I anticipated. From the blissed-out looks on my partners’ faces, I could tell they felt the same.
Kyelerian
Aris, Caspian, and Drayce had been gone for about a half-hour, allowing us to finish gathering food and supplies before checking out and heading for the hotel. I knew they’d take longer, so I handed Drayce cash before we split up. Once we were back in the room and things were unloaded and properly stored, we convened around the table. The large map of the area we had picked up yesterday on the way to the police station spread out on the table. As Xan, Torryn, and I circled the table, the familiars darted around and played, enjoying the downtime.
“Alright,” Torryn started, “we, obviously, found a pl
ace to lie low and spent the last bit of time researching by talking to people downstairs. We're currently in Washington, D.C., the capital of one of the major countries. Apparently, there is a ridiculous number. This world is at least ten times the size of Akasha.”
“Hopefully, we can use that to our advantage,” Xan stated, looking over the map. “The question is if the world is so large, do we stay in the city, or do we run and try to put as much distance between us and the council?”
“I think the first question we need to consider is how long do we plan on being here,” I added. “If we're only staying until we have a better plan, I think we should stay closer since we don't know anything about Aureus, not really. We could bounce around the city as needed, but if we're planning to be here for an unknown amount of time, I think we need to get as far as possible from the portals. What better way to lose the people hunting you than to get lost in the giant country?”
“Logistically, staying here would be better until we have a solid plan,” Xan stated, looking between us. “But how long? Do we stay permanently? I don’t know if I’d be able to do that, knowing everything that happened before we left.”
“I need to know what happened to my parents, to get them back,” I ground out, trying to contain the anger at bay despite knowing they were probably locked in a capitol dungeon. “Is there any way to find out, at least to put our minds at ease for the time being? What about your dad?”
“I don’t know if he’s working with the council or not. I would like to believe he wouldn’t do that, but at this point, I don’t know if I really know anything about my family.” Xan’s words were thick with emotion, his eyes glued to the map, so he didn’t have to look around.
“We’ll give it some time and get somewhere they can’t find us as easily, then try to reach out to your dad. How’s that?” Torryn offered, squeezing Xan’s shoulder. “If he’s not working for them, we can use that to our advantage and figure out how your mom is and where your parents are being kept, Kye.”