“It doesn’t matter,” Beatrix sighed dreamily. “I’m just glad I got to see one. Even if this is only my own mind.”
“I see you have a great appreciation for creatures as well.” Faye grinned. “I most certainly approve.”
“Not to mention the majestic waters,” Vesta added. “I just love how the moon reflects off the water like a painting captured by an artist who knows their work will live long past their existence. I know I bitched about the cold, but this scene certainly makes up for it. I just love the beauty.”
The moon continued to shine brightly down on us as we slowly headed back to the shore, and when we stood dry on the sand, I turned back to look at the sea and wondered what other creatures were lurking in the abyss of Beatrix’s mind.
When I was done admiring the sea, I turned to look at the witches, and I could tell they were exhausted. Even in the dark, I noticed their sallow complexions and trembling bodies, and I knew it was time to return.
“Alright, let’s head back,” I commanded. “I think we’ve worn ourselves out for the night.”
We all joined our frozen hands together and soon, the ebony beach faded from view. We slowly returned to the warm common room, and most of the witches bolted toward the fire to rub their hands and regain some feeling in their fingertips.
“That was certainly a trip,” Faye commented before she grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around herself.
“Yeah, it was.” Beatrix yawned and then turned to look at the others. “I think I’ll be heading back to the dorm room as well. That spell took a heavy toll on me.”
We all watched as she slowly headed out of the common room and then closed the door quietly behind her. No one said a word for a long minute until Vesta yawned dramatically, and her silver eyes drooped with exhaustion.
“Damn,” the lavender witch said as she stretched out her arms. “I’m starting to feel sleepy, too. I think we’d better call it a night.”
“Well, Luna did mention that mind entering was always a draining process,” Faye reminded us. “I’m starting to feel a little woozy as well.”
They weren’t the only ones. My own body felt weak and in dire need of rest, and it felt as if I were fighting tooth and nail just to keep my eyes open. I tried to shake my head and rid myself of the sudden exhaustion, but it was just too overwhelming to bear.
“We should all probably get some rest,” I suggested. “Penelope, Ivy, Iris… you’re more than welcome to sleep here if you wish. There’s plenty of room on the sofas… or in my bed. Whichever you’d prefer.”
“No thanks,” the twins replied in unison as they exchanged hesitant looks with one another. “We’d rather sleep in our own rooms… Penelope, are you coming?”
“I’ll catch up with you,” she answered with a dismissive wave of her hand.
The identical duo shrugged before they swiftly stood up and then headed toward the common room door.
“More wine, Penelope?” Akira asked with tired eyes.
“One more cup, and then I’ll head back to my room.” Penelope nodded.
“Well, I’m going to bed,” Faye added as she stood up.
“Me, too,” Vesta agreed. “Goodnight.”
I wished them goodnight before I turned to look at Akira and Penelope.
“Well, you two have fun.” I winked. “I’m going to bed… and my offer still stands. You two are more than welcome to join me.”
Penelope turned a bright shade of crimson while Akira giggled.
“Sounds good,” the black-eyed witch answered, “but we’ll see what happens after we finish this wine.”
I chuckled and then shook my head as I headed up the stairs and toward my bedroom. The first thing I saw when I opened the door was Alexander, and he was curled up at the end of my bed and softly snoring. I quietly placed my dagger back inside my desk drawer before I stripped off my shirt and trousers. Then I climbed into bed, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
When I woke up, the room was pitch black, and Alexander was still deep asleep on the foot of my bed. I slowly sat up and then looked around my dark bedroom. It must have been sometime in the middle of the night, and I knew there was no way I could force myself to fall back asleep. I was far too restless after my dinner with Headmaster Ravana, and I figured some late-night reading might help put me back to sleep.
So, I gently slipped out of bed, grabbed a random textbook off my desk, slipped through the door, and then tiptoed down the stairs and back into the common room. The fire was still going, but I didn’t see anyone sitting in front of the flames.
“Hey, Cole,” I heard Faye’s voice whisper from behind me.
I whipped around and saw the redhead sitting on her side of the staircase. She had a thick green blanket wrapped around her shoulders, and her emerald eyes were wide with energy.
“You couldn’t sleep, either, I take it?” I chuckled.
“No,” she said with her golden-green eyes locked on mine.
There was something about the way she fluttered her dark eyelashes and chewed on her rosy lip that instantly turned me on, so I dropped the book and let it fall to the floor with a thud.
Fuck studying. I had a better idea in mind.
“Are we alone?” I drawled before I took a step closer to her.
“Nope.” She shook her red hair. “Penelope decided to crash on the sofa.”
I turned to glance at the back of the sofa, but I couldn’t see anything besides a small hand splayed out and hanging over the armrest. When I inched closer and leaned over the backrest, I spotted a peaceful, sleeping Penelope. Her long eyelashes were like ginger curtains that shielded her from the soft glow of the fireplace, and her wine-stained lips were parted open as she breathed softly in her sleep.
When I turned back to look at Faye, the blanket had slipped over her shoulders to reveal her plump, freckled breasts. They were practically spilling out of her sheer, white nightgown, and her red, thick wavy hair was plastered over her shoulders like a bloody waterfall.
“Come here,” I beckoned. “Join me by the fire.”
I quickly glanced at the sleeping Penelope, who was just a couple of feet away from us. The front of the sofa was facing the flames, and her face was glowing from the fire. The soft light highlighted her perfect features as she breathed steadily in her deep sleep, and I knew that if she woke up, she’d have a perfect view of Fay and I fucking in front of the fire.
Perfect.
“Yes, master,” Faye purred as she let the blanket fall to the floor.
As she sauntered over to me, I licked my lips and marveled at her hourglass figure, which was completely visible through her sultry nightgown. Her golden-green eyes were shimmering with lust and desire as she edged closer, and as soon as she stepped in front of me, I reached over and brushed a strand of red hair out of her eyes.
“Take off your nightgown,” I commanded.
Faye smiled coyly at me before she tugged at the thin white fabric, and it fell over her body and spilled on the floor. As I stared at her freckled pale body and the small strip of red curls of hair between her legs, I instantly went hard, and my body jolted with fiery electricity.
Without even asking, the redhead slowly got down on her knees and then tugged at my briefs. She pulled them down, and her eyes widened with joy as my erect cock sprang into view. Then she licked her rosy lips, and her breasts heaved up and down with each raspy breath she took.
“Open your mouth,” I ordered, “and take me in… slowly. We have all night, and I want to enjoy you for hours.”
“Ooooooh, yes, master,” she cooed, but as she opened her mouth, she turned to look at the sleeping Penelope, who was still fast asleep on the sofa. “But master, what about her?”
“Did I give you permission to ask questions?” I growled. “I want her to wake up from your screams and moans. Now… do as I say and open your mouth like a good girl.”
“Of course, master,” Faye repeated as her gold-gre
en eyes went hooded. “I can’t wait to taste you again.”
“Then shut up and do it,” I commanded.
Her red lips parted open, and then she slowly ran her hot tongue along the underside of my throbbing cock and planted small kisses along my member as she slowly reached my flared tip. Then her eyes flicked upward to meet mine, right before she wrapped her wet lips all around my tip and took me in entirely.
I groaned as soon as my dick was inside her hot mouth, and I shuddered as she ran her tongue along my thick member and moaned in pleasure. I grabbed a fistful of her red locks before I thrust deeper into her warm mouth and began to move my hips with more determination and fervor. As my cock fucked the back of her throat, she gagged and had tears in the corner of her eyes, but my obedient witch would never stop, not until I told her to.
“Keep going,” I instructed. “I know you’re a hungry girl, aren’t you?”
“Mmmmmm,” Faye moaned.
She closed her eyes and groaned in pleasure as I continued to thrust deeper into her mouth. I steered her head along my dick, and as she swallowed me whole, she moaned and thirsted for more of my huge cock. My tip hit the back of her throat, and I tossed my head back as she continued to suck and lick my length in slow motions. Then she slid her full mouth along my dick until she reached my balls and gagged. She stared at me with watery eyes full of adoration and devotion, and her cheeks were rosy red as she continued to bob her head back and forth.
“Use your hands,” I growled.
Faye compliantly wrapped her small hands around my cock, and she simultaneously rubbed them along my length while she moved her head back and forth. The combined sensations of her hot wet mouth and her smooth, hard-working hands was almost too much to handle at once, and I nearly shot my cum into her greedy mouth.
“Fuuuuuuck, yes,” I grunted. “Keep going. Don’t fucking stop.”
I discreetly glanced at the sofa and was pleased to see Penelope was now wide awake. Her large brown eyes stared at the two of us, and her lips were parted open in awe and shock, but as soon as she met my stare, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to go back to sleep.
But it was too late. I saw her, and I knew she wouldn’t dare leave now.
Not now that we were putting on a show for her.
I stared back down at my obedient redhead, and tears continued to well in the corners of her eyes as my member rolled across her hot, wet tongue and prodded the back of her throat again. I filled up her entire mouth, and she continued to grasp my base as she bobbed her mouth with slow strokes.
“You are doing a wonderful job, Faye. Your mouth feels soooo good around my cock.” I ran my fingers through her thick hair as she stared into my eyes with a deep longing and desperation to please me.
“Hmmm,” she purred around my dick, and she slurped and groaned for more.
I maintained eye contact with her as I thrust deeper into her throat, “Good girl. Don’t fucking stop until I tell you to.”
As I continued to fuck her mouth, Faye moaned and eagerly swallowed my precum, and then I shuddered as she slid her tongue along my shaft.
“You taste so good, master,” she whimpered, and then she devoured my length again.
“You’re hungry for my seed, aren’t you?” I chuckled. “Too bad… you’re going to have to be a little more patient.”
“Awww,” she pouted as soon as I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and then a wet popping sound echoed in the room.
“What shall we do next?” I glanced back at Penelope out of the corner of my eyes and saw that her eyes were open again, but she had the blanket tucked around her face as if she were trying to hide her deep crimson blush.
I looked back down at Faye, and as her red lips and eager eyes glistened under the firelight, it was clear she was growing impatient.
“Oh, master,” she moaned. “You taste soooooo gooooood. Pleeeeeease, can I have some more?”
“Be patient,” I ordered as I ran my fingers through her blood-red hair. “You’ll get everything you want in time.”
Again, I discreetly glanced at the sofa, but Penelope still had her eyes locked onto us, and I smirked in satisfaction. I knew the orange-haired witch couldn’t look away, even if she wanted to, so I turned my attention back on the eager redhead, and I grabbed her hair a little harder before I gently shook her.
“Get down on all fours,” I commanded before I released her. Then I took a small step back and changed positions, so I was standing directly behind her.
“Yes, sir.” Faye adjusted herself, and once she was on all fours, she arched her back like a wild creature in heat and turned to look at me with hungry eyes.
I had a magnificent view of her creamy ass and bright glistening pussy, and I couldn’t wait to be inside her wet, sopping tunnel. She was ready for me, but as much as I wanted to be inside her, I also wanted to take my time before I fucked her brains out. So, I stood behind her and slowly got down on my knees, and as Penelope watched closely, I began to tap my pulsating cock around the redhead’s throbbing clit and wet lips.
“Do you want me to fuck you now?” I teased. “You’ve been such a good girl… I think you deserve a reward.”
“Ooooooh, yes, please, sir,” Faye groaned as she leaned her ass back. “Thrust your dick inside me, spread me open, and fill me up. I need your cream inside my womb. Please, Cole. I need you sooooo bad.”
“You have to be patient,” I reminded her.
I continued to tease the sexy redhead, and my head caught on the slippery folds of her entrance. I was about to push inside her, but her gasps and pleas for more stopped me. I enjoyed toying with her, almost as much as I loved fucking her.
“Pleeeeeease,” she begged me. “Fuck me, Cole.”
“I’ll fuck you,” I relented, “but only when I say so. Beg me again.”
“Please, sir,” Faye whined. “Pleeeeeease, fuck me until I cum. Fuck me until I’m raw. Make me soaking wet from your seed.”
“As you wish,” I chuckled.
Before she could say another word, I slowly slid into her sopping wet tunnel, and a breathy, satisfied moan escaped from her lips. I prodded deeper and deeper, and her moans grew louder as I filled her up with my throbbing cock.
I glanced quickly at Penelope, and her brown eyes widened as I bucked my hips and groaned. Faye’s tight walls spasmed around my cock as I picked up the pace and thrust faster and deeper into her, and the redhead’s breathing grew labored as she panted for more.
“Pleeeeeease, don’t stop,” she begged. “I need you, Cole. It feels sooo good. Fuuuccckkkk…”
I reached over to grab her long hair and pulled her back as I thrust into her, and she gasped as I pounded deeper into her trembling tunnel. My dick slid in until my balls were banging against her full ass, and in response, she arched her back even further and rocked her hips as guttural groans resonated in her chest.
“Do you want more?” I teased as I slowed down and then pulled my hips back, and my cock nearly escaped from her pussy.
“What are you--?” she started to ask, but before she could finish, I slammed my hips forward, and she cried out as I thrust even deeper into her womb.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I grunted. “And so tight. You love it when I fuck you, don’t you?”
“Ooooooh, yes!” Faye panted. “That feels soooooo gooooood… please, master, don’t stop.”
“I’m the one who gives the commands,” I growled. “Don’t forget that.”
Before she could say another word, I slapped her ample ass, and her body jerked a little from the sudden sting as she gasped and moaned for more. I glanced back at Penelope, and her eyes grew as wide as saucers as Faye struggled to catch her raspy breaths. I continued to slam my hips against her skin, and then I slapped her ass again and again.
“Yes, fuuuuuck, yes,” Faye gasped. “Punish me, Cole.”
“As I said, I’m the one in control,” I reminded her as I pulled her hair. “Remember?”
“Hmmmmm
m, yes,” she whimpered softly. “I’m sorry, master. How can I make it up to you?”
“You can get on your back,” I ordered. “Right now.”
“But, master…” she pleaded. “I’m so close. Please?”
“No,” I grunted. “You’re going to be a good girl and cum when I say so.”
The redhead moaned in protest before she moved her body forward, and I slowly slid out of her dripping tunnel. When she rolled down onto the floor and was splayed on her back, her golden-green eyes were filled with longing, and I smirked at the sight.
I slowly climbed on top of her and grinned as she bit down on her rosy red lips. Then, with our eyes locked, I reached in between her legs and slid two fingers inside her warm, wet pussy.
“Cole!” she gasped as I drew my digits in and out of her, and then she began to squeeze her freckled breasts and pluck at her pink nipples.
“Soooo wet,” I groaned. “Good girl.”
The redhead’s hands were trembling as she touched herself, and her eyes were filled with feral desire as she bit down on her lip. Blood trickled out from between her white teeth as I prodded deeper into her clenching hole, and then I reached down to lick the salty blood from her lips. When our mouths clashed, she pulled me in closer until our tongues snaked together, and I could taste sweet wine and blood. As our kiss deepened and grew more demanding, I crooked both fingers inside her pussy, and she pulled away with a surprised gasp.
“Oh, Cole, that feels soooooo gooooood,” she moaned, “but I can’t take it anymore, I need your cock more than anything in all the realms. Please… Please…”
“Only if you ride me until you scream,” I whispered as I leaned down and then nibbled on her earlobe.
“Y-Yes,” she stuttered. “Yes, master. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Good girl,” I whispered as I pulled my fingers out of her hot, soaking wet pussy.
I adjusted myself, and when I was on my back, the redhead eagerly hovered her red pussy over the tip of my throbbing cock. She was about to slide her desperate pussy onto my dick, but then I grabbed onto her hips and dug my nails into her skin.
“I said you could ride me, but I didn’t give you permission to start,” I teased. “Did you forget who was in charge?”
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