The Scarlet Dagger

by J. E. Cluney

  Ollie groaned, but Lucas shrugged and started to play along, snapping his fingers so that magic assisted him.

  His tie pulled out in front of him as he started to dance, and I watched as his clothes magically came off flawlessly with his moves and twists, while Ollie was much more awkward but adorable.

  I sat back, enjoying the stunning expanse of bare skin being unveiled before me and their excitement already showing in their different colored briefs. Skip was wearing navy, while Ollie had red, and Lucas had a deep purple set on.

  “You like what you see?” Skip quipped as he held his hands behind his head and began thrusting for me.

  I giggled as music started up softly in the room, and Lucas magicked the lights off. Disco lights came to light, various colored beams flashing around the room as they danced before me.

  Ollie twirled and got more confident after a few moments, and I grinned as I enjoyed the show.

  I gasped as Skip slunk forward, dancing in front of me before laying me back and climbing over me.

  “Such a sexy little pixie,” he said as he did some thrusts and grinds down on me.

  I went to wrap my arms around him, but he pulled away and stood up.

  Ollie replaced him, sliding up my body and giving me a sweet kiss as he helped me sit back up, his hands moving to the zip of my dress.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered against my ear before nibbling on my neck as he unzipped my dress.

  I quivered as his other hand trailed down the bare skin of my back and unhooked my bra, but then he, too, was standing and slipping away from reach.

  Lucas clicked his fingers as he stepped forward and struck a pose for me, making me laugh as my dress rose up over my head and my bra flung itself off to the side.

  He then pulled me up, melding my mostly naked body against his as he moved and ground against me.

  I erupted into giggles and moans as I danced with the group, being passed back and forth as they twirled me and ground against me, their fingers caressing my bare skin.

  I quivered as Skip stood behind me, kissing along my shoulder and nibbling on the sweet spot where my neck and shoulder met as Ollie kissed me, his hands gliding up along my navel and teasing my pebbled nipples.

  “How do you want us to have you, Bee Sting?” Skip asked as he pushed his excitement into my arse. We were all still in our underwear, and all I could think about was getting them off and having one of them inside me.

  “Well now, someone’s excited,” Lucas teased as he came up beside us and whisked me away from the pair.

  Ollie reached after me as Skip pouted, but Lucas just slow danced me around the room as he gazed into my eyes.

  “What would you like, Cupcake?” he asked, his mouth curving upwards.

  I smiled wickedly, my intoxicated haze having worn off a little bit.

  “I want Ollie and Skip to spit-roast me, and I want you to have your fun with whichever one of them will accept,” I purred, the thought of him being with one of them exciting me.

  “Well, so be it.” Lucas gave me his devilish grin as he danced us over to the edge of the bed.

  Lucas was mentally checking who was down for stuff with him.

  God, I’d just love to see them all kissing.

  I snorted at the random thought, but my three men were not ones to let me down.

  Lucas sat me on the edge of the bed before stepping up to Skip and pulling him into a hot and heavy kiss. Skip was shocked at first, but accepted it when he noticed how much it made me squirm.

  Fuck. I wouldn’t pretend like them making out wasn’t making me hot as hell.

  ‘You should assume the position, sweetness,’ Lucas murmured into my mind as Ollie stepped in front of me.

  My eyes glided down his front to where his dick was straining against briefs.

  I licked my lips, loving how it twinged as I reached out and eased his briefs down, freeing the gorgeous specimen of manhood.

  His dick was silky smooth as I stroked it, and the nub on the end was not as large as normal. What was his last shift anyway?

  ‘Can’t remember,’ he whispered into my mind as I ran my thumb over the head of his penis.

  He gritted his teeth as I played with his dick gently, flicking my gaze to where Skip and Lucas were still kissing.

  Lucas clicked his fingers, and I smirked as everyone who still had underwear suddenly lost them.

  My hand jerked as I watched Lucas reach down between their bodies, and Skip shuddered as he found his length and stroked it.

  My core ached at the sight, and I drew in a sharp breath.

  Right. Get into position.

  I released Ollie’s length, then shifted back on the bed and moved onto all fours so my arse was facing the side as I continued to watch the arousing scene unfold.

  Ollie circled the bed, his fingers dancing over my back and arse as he took up a position behind me.

  I moaned softly as Lucas slid down to his knees in front of Skip, and Skip lolled his head back.

  Lucas took him into his mouth while Skip fisted his hand in his hair, and I watched as Lucas deep throated him with ease.

  Damn warlock. I could never outdo that.

  ‘I’ll teach you, love. And with a bit of magic, you won’t choke,’ Lucas murmured as Skip started to inadvertently thrust with his eyes closed.

  I whimpered as Ollie’s hands slid down the back of my thighs and glided up between my legs, flicking over my extreme wetness.

  “You smell so good, so…excited,” Ollie growled out as he dove a finger inside me.

  I moaned softly at the sensation, but it was short-lived as he withdrew his finger and gripped my arse instead.

  I jerked, moaning ecstatically as his dick nudged my entrance teasingly, and I leaned backwards, drawing him inside me as he hissed.

  Fuck, it felt amazing to finally be filled, and Ollie gently thrust in and out as I kept my eyes on the other pair.

  Skip was really enjoying the blowjob from Lucas, and I wondered what it felt like for them.

  Too bad I couldn’t spontaneously grow a dick like Lucas.

  Ollie snorted, while Lucas choked and jerked his head back, causing Skip’s dick to bounce to attention.

  “Fuck, Cupcake,” he rasped as he shot me a look. “You have some damn dirty thoughts.”

  “Can you blame…me?” I gasped out as Ollie began quickening his pace.

  The pair of guys were now focused on me as Lucas rose from the floor, stroking his dick and giving it a pump at the sight of us.

  I ground back against Ollie, gasping as Skip clambered onto the bed before me, positioning his dick before my face.

  “I’ll guide you on how to deep throat with a little magic if you’d like?” Lucas offered as he took up a position behind Skip.

  I moaned as Ollie clutched my arse tighter, driving deeper inside me and making that desirable bliss start to coil inside me.

  I took Skip into my mouth as Lucas mentally told me to attempt to swallow him as the magical electricity tingled through my throat.

  I did as he said, and Skip moaned and fisted his hands in my hair as his length slid down my throat.

  Well, this was new for me.

  I could tell my gag reflex was thankfully being muted by Lucas’ magic, but I was too preoccupied with Ollie’s now growing dick inside me, stretching my walls and filling me fully.

  Skip hissed, and I knew Lucas was teasing his rear, magicking lube inside him, and making him relax.

  The thought of my men having their own fun was too much, and I clawed at the bed, still doing my best to deep throat Skip while struggling to breathe. This was not as easy as Lucas made it look.

  Skip grunted and gasped as Lucas finally entered him, and I opened my mind up to feel all of their pleasure and desires.

  And feel it I did.

  It swept over me, making me moan and whimper around Skip’s dick as I slammed back against Ollie, needing him deeper inside me now as my orgasm neared.

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nbsp; Ollie cursed as Skip started to face fuck me, while Lucas was easing his length inside him.

  ‘Let’s make this something epic,’ Lucas drawled in my mind.

  I choked and spasmed as my clit was lit up like fireworks with magic, and I was jerked back and forth between the two men as they grunted and moaned loudly.

  Lucas was balls deep in Skip now, ramming into him, and Skip couldn’t believe just how much he was loving it.

  Hell, from the sensations I was getting from him, his prostate was getting all the good stuff.

  I couldn’t scream around Skip’s length as the orgasmic wave tore through me, but I writhed and bucked as Ollie slammed into me as hard and fast as he could.

  The pleasure dragged out as my vision grew hazy, and I just closed my eyes, savoring every blissful sensation as it burned through me. I was struggling to breathe, and I hoped Skip would finish soon so I could draw in desperate air.

  “Fuck,” Skip grunted out, and I felt his dick tighten and unload, the hot liquid shooting right down my throat.

  Ollie came almost instantly after in a series of moans as he bowed over me, gasping for breath.

  Lucas was the last one to finish as he kissed Skip’s neck and drove into him deep.

  Skip eased out of my mouth slowly, and I collapsed on the bed, feeling like I was floating on a euphoric cloud as I sucked in mouthfuls of air.

  I giggled as I stared up at the colorful lights flashing around the room.

  “You quite enjoyed that,” Lucas murmured as he kissed Skip’s neck and pulled out.

  Skip quivered as he flopped down beside me.

  “Well, I’ve always been…curious,” Skip admitted.

  “Felt good, right?” Ollie chuckled as he joined us on the bed.

  Skip grumbled, but it was clear he had enjoyed it.

  “Well, I certainly had fun,” I said with a snicker as I rolled over, then groaned as I felt all the bodily fluids dribbling out of me.

  “Here, allow me,” Lucas said as he clicked his fingers. “We don’t need the bed trying to eat us.”

  “I hope Trish is okay,” I said on a sigh as I closed my eyes.

  “She’s fine. No spike from my spell,” Lucas assured me.

  “Good, good,” I mumbled.

  After tonight, I could use a good sleep.

  Tomorrow, I was sure all my worries would resurface, but for now, I’d enjoy this moment.

  7

  I awoke to Ollie shifting restlessly beside me in bed, and I rolled over to spoon him. Skip was on my other side, but he’d rolled to face the wall and was snoring softly.

  Ollie settled down as I kissed the back of his head and started playing with his hair.

  I reached out, finding Lucas was in the kitchen getting breakfast sorted for all of us.

  Assorted toast, bacon, and eggs was on offer, and I instantly craved some peanut butter and strawberry jam toast.

  ‘On it, Cupcake.’

  I smiled as I nuzzled Ollie’s back, wondering just what he was dreaming about.

  I sighed as I thought about his weird memory loss. What I wouldn’t do to solve just one of the mysteries we had going on around us right now.

  Skip stirred behind me, and I snorted as he let out a ripper fart that made Ollie startle awake.

  “What the fuck?” Ollie groaned as he rolled over in my arms.

  Skip remained asleep, but the sudden stench had me scrambling off the bed with a groggy Ollie.

  Skip grumbled and then cursed as the deadly waft hit him too.

  “It smells like something crawled up your arse and died,” Ollie choked out as he covered his nose and mouth with his elbow.

  I was on the floor, reminding myself that hot air would rise. I’d be safer on the floor.

  “Sorry,” Skip mumbled as he rolled over.

  “I’m out,” I gasped out as I scrambled out of the room.

  I hoped Hayley wasn’t awake, especially since I needed to get to my room for some clean clothes. Hell, I needed a shower after last night.

  I hurried out with Ollie, who’d gathered up his clothes and left Skip to stink himself out of the room.

  I darted up the stairs and let out a breath when I realized Hayley wasn’t up yet.

  Thank God.

  I went straight for the bathroom, smirking as Ollie followed me in.

  “What? I don’t want a stinky dick,” he said with a shrug.

  “You saying my vagina smells?” I shot back, causing him to purse his lips.

  “No, but dicks stink up quickly. Your area self-cleans,” he said quickly as he indicated my nether regions.

  “They call it a vagina. Big boys use that word,” I said with a chuckle as I turned to the shower and got the water started.

  Ollie grumbled behind me as he closed the door, and I waited until the water was right before stepping under the warm spray.

  I relaxed as I started washing myself, and Ollie joined me, offering to wash my back.

  I smiled and gave him a tender kiss before allowing him to help wash me before I returned the favor.

  His hands were so gentle and sweet, but as I peered into his mind, I could tell his missing memories were still bothering him.

  Exactly what had happened anyway?

  I sat down at the table, helping myself to the stack of toast that Lucas had already set out on the table.

  I spread my jam and peanut butter on each slice before making a sandwich with it and moaned as I bit into it.

  “That sounds familiar,” Lucas said as he smirked at me from his position in front of the stove.

  “You love it,” I mumbled through a mouthful of food as Ollie joined us.

  “No arguments here,” Lucas stated.

  I just stared at him in his baby pink pajama set with white hearts all over it.

  I’d always find his clothing choices fascinating.

  “Bacon,” Hayley grumbled as she dragged herself into the kitchen.

  “Any news from Trish?” Ollie asked as she slumped into a seat and snatched up a piece of buttered toast.

  “Nope, but Mom texted. Said she expected no less of my grandmother.” Hayley shook her head.

  “She still okay?” I asked Lucas, who nodded as he flipped the bacon and stirred the scrambled eggs.

  “Well, last night sure was fun,” Hayley said with a chuckle as she poured herself some of the fresh juice that was on offer.

  “Understatement,” I said with a grin as she rolled her eyes.

  “Shit…” Lucas cursed, causing us all to look to him.

  He stepped to the side, disappearing through a portal as the spatula clattered on the bench.

  “What’s the hurry?” Hayley frowned, and I felt Lucas’ concern flaring up in our bond.

  Trish.

  Shit.

  Before I could say another word, the portal reopened in the kitchen, and Lucas tumbled through with Trish.

  A naked Trish.

  “Oi, there was no need for that!” Trish scolded him as she smacked his arm.

  “I felt your pain,” Lucas said, defending himself.

  “I fell off the fucking bed while riding the young man for a morning quickie before he left for work. And you left my purse behind,” Trish said, then huffed as she spun to stare at us at the table before grinning widely.

  I just blinked dumbly as Ollie choked on his juice and quickly looked away.

  “Fine, I’ll go back and get it,” Lucas grumbled.

  “Tell Brad I had heaps of fun too. He knows how to use that weapon,” Trish said, winking and chuckling.

  I wouldn’t lie, my grandmother looked surprisingly good naked. Well, her boobs were sagging a bit and she was quite wrinkly, but that was to be expected.

  “Gran!” Hayley gasped in horror as Lucas disappeared through a portal once more.

  “Relax. We’ve all seen a naked woman before,” Trish said, waving her off.

  “Whoa,” Marcus exclaimed as he stepped into the kitchen and immediately turned
back.

  Skip stepped in as well, looking sleepy as he stared at Trish. I knew he was trying to wrap his head around just what he was seeing.

  “Getting a good look there, Skippy boy? Like what you see?” Trish smirked, and Skip just shook his head with a sigh.

  “I need bacon. You need clothes,” Skip said as he maneuvered around my stark naked grandmother to take over sorting the breakfast that had been left on the stovetop.

  The portal reappeared, and Lucas stepped through with an armful of clothes and Trish’s purse.

  “Ah, thank you!” Trish happily accepted the pile of belongings, and Lucas just shot Hayley and I a bewildered look.

  She seemed completely at ease with being naked right now.

  Then again, she was an aged shifter.

  She padded past Marcus, winking at him as she brushed by him and headed to her room.

  “Your grandmother is…unique,” Marcus said as he turned back and joined us at the table.

  “That’s one word for it,” Hayley groaned out as Lucas took over the cooking duties while Skip sat down.

  “She keeps it interesting,” Skip said with a shrug. “Won’t lie, haven’t seen tits like that before.”

  “Ewww, gross, don’t talk about my gran’s boobs please,” Hayley said, holding up a hand as she scowled at him.

  “We all saw more than tits just then,” Lucas said with a chuckle. “I got to see lover boy’s nice package when I went back. I’m sure she had a great night.”

  “Stop!” Hayley covered her face with her hands as Marcus chuckled and Ollie shook his head.

  “So, buzzkill, did you apologize to my sexy piece of man-flesh?” Trish asked as she strode back into the room, thankfully wearing a nightgown.

  “Shouldn’t you shower?” Hayley asked, mortified.

  “I will after breakfast. Don’t need it going cold,” Trish said, shrugging as she sat down.

  “I did. Told him I’m your grandson-in-law. He wanted me to tell you he had a wonderful night and hopes he can do it again,” Lucas said.

  “Did he really?” Skip barked out a laugh.

  “Grandson-in-law?” I asked with a smirk, and he just winked at me.

  I’d never thought about marriage really, but I guess one day we’d do that. All of us. Somehow.