Sia (Naughty Witches Book 3)

by Erin R Flynn

I waited until he nodded, and then I reached for the present, pulling out a rechargeable vibrating wand.

  “This is your present. I’m going to use it on myself while you undress and touch that cock watching me.”

  “Oh shit,” he hissed, groaning when I turned it on and pressed it to my nipples before going lower. His eyes never left the fun as he took off his clothes with hurried, jerking moments. His monster was even bigger than I remembered, his large hand wrapping around it, but then he froze. “I can touch you, right?”

  I smiled, getting what he wanted. I nodded, moving the toy away and spreading wider for him. He ran his hand over my wetness and then put it back on his cock, stroking himself while he eyed me over with deep need.

  “So hot,” I praised, moving the toy back. “Touch me with that cock, baby. Don’t you want to touch me with it?”

  “Jesus, yes and yes,” he moaned, moving closer. He ran it over my legs as he stroked it. “I’m coming.”

  “Tell me how much you want to come on me,” I taunted him.

  “I would give almost anything to,” he growled, leaning in and kissing me. “Please, Sia? Please let me come on your skin. Let my stuff be on you like your juices are on me.”

  Shit, he pushed the right button there too.

  I nodded and we came at the same time, magic coming off of us in waves as we did. He gave me wide eyes, grunting as his seed splashed on me. He kissed me when we were done, his hand moving over mine on the toy. He helped me finish again, groaning as more magic happened.

  “What is that? Why can I—”

  “You might not be able to practice magic, but you have magical blood in you, baby,” I told him, shutting off the toy and setting it to the side as I touched him. “You offered up yourself and our pleasure to Gaia and I’m a witch to focus it. That’s love, life, and light all the way, which she always approves of.”

  “You sound a bit buzzed,” he muttered and I heard his glasses set on the table. “Does it affect you like that?”

  “Not normally but I’ve never played with a male witch. They terrify me after what I went through,” I confessed, which was way more than I normally would. “It feels fucking amazing. My skin tingles where your spunk hit. Gaia is happy with this amount of magic and life. She must want me to heal and help you.”

  “And me help you as well maybe,” he muttered before kissing me again. His hands were on my tits and we started from the beginning once more, going through the whole fun and orgasms in a cycle. “I want inside of you so badly again. You were—it was heaven being in you, Sia, feeling you wrapped around me. It’s never been like that for me and it’s perfection.”

  “What has it been before?” I asked gently, hearing the upset in his voice. When he didn’t look like he was going to answer, I held my arms out to him. “Lift me and move me over to the post. I want you to touch me with that monster where it will make us both happy.”

  “Fuck, yes,” he groaned, lifting me up and doing what I said. He kissed me and then buried his face against my neck, his lips near my ear. “Women wanted the monster cock to try like bigger shoes or jeans. It was… My mom didn’t want me and then I just kept being a huge cock. It was—no woman has said I was worth anything until you just announced it that first day.”

  “I’m sorry they were so blind and hurt you,” I murmured, kissing along his neck. “Your monster is lovely and my pussy adores him, my ass clenches at the idea of taking such a fantastic cock in me, but that is far from all you are. I’ll show you, baby. Be a good boy and I will show you just how special you are.”

  “I want to be special and better for you,” he confessed.

  That wasn’t as healthy as just wanting to do it for himself, but it was a big step to even say it so I wasn’t about to correct him. I thanked him instead and ground my hips against his until we both finished from only humping each other and not even having sex.

  “That was better than all the sex I’ve ever had except with you combined,” he muttered when we were done. “Fuck, Sia, I never thought it could be like this.”

  “You’re just that amazing,” I purred, a bit shocked myself.

  I wasn’t some young girl learning naughty fun. I was over a hundred, and being shocked that simply humping satisfied me wasn’t something to expect.

  Damn man pushed my buttons.

  It took us a bit before we could get dressed and back to the ATV. I was a bit loopy from the magic when it wasn’t even the new or full moon, so I let him drive and even carry me into the house.

  I was impressed when he brought me to my room but didn’t push like most men would. He simply asked if I needed any help.

  He was learning.

  I slept like a rock and got up before my alarm with the early night since I didn’t go back to the brew house. I assumed we’d done a lot, so early was good to maybe get some quick harvesting done if needed.

  Oh yeah, it was needed. The greenhouses had huge output. I knew I could explain away with the holidays but most people really didn’t pay attention to ask.

  My second surprise was that Deon was already up and working. I’d given him the extra set of keys in case he needed to check anything and he apparently used them to do my job.

  He flinched when he saw me, wiping the back of his arm across his sweaty forehead.

  “We really did a lot. I had an idea but I thought I might as well start getting what you needed first. I have the distillers going already and I thought getting you the extra loofahs wouldn’t hurt for sure.”

  I walked right over to him and kissed him. “You will like the reward I give you.”

  “You less stressed is reward enough,” he murmured against my lips. “And I asked Jimmy to bring you a breakfast sandwich since I haven’t had a chance to start feeding you. I’ll get on that today. Do you like variety? I had an idea if you don’t mind me using your Amazon Prime again for the pantry thing.”

  “Do what you want to take care of my needs, baby,” I purred. “You’re in control and I trust you.”

  I gave myself a mental pat on the back when his eyes shined at that. He was someone who hadn’t been listened to all of his life—maybe even professionally too many times—and he needed someone to really hear him.

  That I could do as he was worth listening to.

  I was about to help but he actually asked that I put together a few boxes and had printed lists, saying I would know where it all was faster. I tried to get him to tell me what he was up to but he asked I trusted him. I could do that too.

  Jimmy and Carrie showed up and before I got a jump with them, Deon did. He explained how he was going to try and push to get Carrie and the brew house more, so if she could get him an idea of what they could use to start stockpiling better, that would help.

  They blinked at him and after checking with me, they agreed.

  “I thought he was a security guy?” Carrie checked while Deon was talking with Jimmy.

  “He is and specializing in streamlining processes,” I told her. “I think this is his first step in showing he’s got a good grasp before he drops whatever bomb he’s going to on completely changing some of what we do.”

  “He’s hot.”

  “He is,” I agreed, rolling my eyes at her as she wiggled her eyebrows and made a gesture like she wanted to grab his firm ass.

  Yeah, I did too.

  Groups started showing up and I was surprised to see Travis, with his normal group. I headed that way when I saw Deon approach, wondering if things were about to go bad.

  “Thanks for coming,” Deon greeted, introducing himself, and shocking me he’d asked for Travis to come already when he’d just mentioned expanding to me yesterday. So he’d had this idea already planned to try out. Smart. “I wanted to talk face to face and give you the full list of everything Sia has in the greenhouses.”

  Travis nodded, giving me a wink when he saw me join them, and looked over the list. “I didn’t know some of this.”

  “I figured, and there’s a box
ready with everything I saw you would need on your menu that you don’t get from here. She’s got avocados galore, but the lists I got from Jimmy over the past two months don’t show you getting a single one.”

  Travis nodded again and glanced between us. “I didn’t want to be demanding or pushy. The amount I get from her is ridiculously cutting my costs. Even paying the guys to harvest her stuff too is a quarter of what I would pay for all that produce.”

  “You give me food,” I reminded him. “I won’t say no to more. I can share with my managers. And it’s not demanding or pushy if I offer, Travis. Your guys do a really good job and help me out. I could use more of it. I don’t have a team of eight hundred workers like other operations this size.”

  “If you’re sure,” he checked, smiling when I nodded. “That would be awesome. There are some items here that might work for some new menu ideas. I was thinking of doing some rotating specials.”

  “Would you be interested in fresh juice too?” Deon asked, giving me a quick look when I frowned. “I was going to do a bit of inquiring before proposing this to you, but you need the peels of the citrus and a lot more of it. If you got one of those commercial juicers, even when the families come the kids could have a blast loading it and filling their own jugs.”

  “I do like kids having fun,” I muttered, rubbing my tired neck. “So one of those and like one of the big smashers? Fresh apple juice or whatever? We’d have to have different bags and those all need to be—”

  “I’ll get into all of it, I promise,” he told me when I started to sound stressed. “Normally you just wash whatever and run it through, but you don’t spray. Everything is organic and could go right in.”

  “He’s right and that would definitely interest some of the businesses and families,” Travis agreed. “It would me just for personal consumption. Fresh orange juice is just so great.”

  “Yes, but she’s also got strawberries and all kinds of everything that sounds heavenly,” Deon added, and I noted others were listening since we were in the doorway. “Also, talking to your guys, they weren’t clear they could all have the deal for their personal use and how to handle that since you pay them to come here.”

  “I didn’t know that,” I muttered, frowning. “That’s part of them helping so it helps their grocery bill. Why didn’t I know this?”

  His lips twitched slightly. “You’ve had that whole store being robbed and destroyed thing, Sia. Oh, and your online store being fucked with. I sort of think you had enough without making sure everyone got fresh produce in their stockings.”

  “I tend to come back Sunday with my family but it’s just been too much back and forth lately with the snow and it’s busier then too,” one of his guys interjected.

  “Exactly,” Deon accepted. “I was thinking it was a matter of efficiency and outlining that when Travis’s stuff is done, set a timer on your phone and do your personal deal with Sia and cut that time out of what you clock with Travis. We’re not talking hours here unless you have fifty kids. You guys are normally in and out in under two hours.”

  “Yeah, that’s completely fine with me,” Travis agreed. “They have a few trucks and SUVs they meet here in so that’s more than enough room or they can bring the catering truck if it gets not to be.” I was glad everyone was in agreement then, several of the other groups muttering the same as well. “Can I add on this today?”

  “Yes,” Deon answered. “Carrie’s getting lists of what else they could use at the brew house to get stock back up after hurrying to replace everything that was lost.”

  “Is there something we can do to help with that?” one of the guys from the brewery asked. “We keep offering but you seemed so split we weren’t sure it was helpful to ask again. You do a lot for everyone, Sia and people want to help.”

  “Yeah, extra harvesting would be really helpful since a lot didn’t come this week and won’t next week,” I said, covering for what else we added and would add if we had the help.

  I watched as he talked with the brewery owner next, listing what he saw on their menu they could use plus the IPA infusions along with some other ideas. He also made a deal that besides getting more and harvesting more, I’d start getting some cases like Travis gave me food.

  “You will like the reward you get,” I promised him when we were alone later. And it wasn’t even the fun we had after my normal Saturday date left. Oh no, I had something special planned now. I appreciated his help and dedication.

  Time to show him why it was always better to be a good boy.

  6

  Deon

  I frowned when I heard the doorbell on New Year’s Eve. Sia had said she didn’t have her normal date coming and I was getting my present for doing such a good job. I had been working my ass off to help her and show her I could handle restructuring—and not just the security—of such a big operation.

  She’d even asked for more time from the place she rented her store from and they agreed.

  So who was showing up?

  I ducked out of the office where I’d been building her new site and moved down the hallway.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked, her tone mild. “We didn’t say tonight.”

  “I know, but how could I miss partying with you to ring in the New Year?” a voice slurred slightly. “We brought you a party you’ll enjoy.”

  “You’re drunk and you have two friends with you. And showing up isn’t okay,” she argued. “Do they even know my rules?”

  “What rules?” a deep voice asked.

  “Well, I don’t give head for one and—”

  He snorted, actually fucking snorted at her. “Yeah, you will.”

  “No, I won’t,” she chuckled darkly. “You need to go. All of you and don’t ever come back.”

  I moved into the doorway, knowing she was strong enough to handle anything and not wanting to be that guy who jumped in always—but also not liking the situation to just back off. I flinched when I saw one of the drunk guys grab her and decided to go a bit over the line to protect her.

  “Don’t be like that. You love what I give you and we’ll just give you more.” He tried to kiss her but she turned, so he licked her ear as he groped her. “I’ll stick it in your ass, Sia. That’s what you need. Stick it in your ass and you’ll behave and do what we want.”

  I was just about to jump in but her hand moved in a flash, slamming the heel of it up into his nose. He stumbled away, holding it as he gave her a shocked look.

  “Who the fuck do you think you are coming into my house, breaking my rules, and talking to me like that?” she seethed. “Get out before I call the cops.”

  “And tell them what?” the guy who had said she’d be giving him head demanded. “Your normal whoring backfired?”

  “Whores get paid and I did not invite you into my house,” she answered easily. “And even if I did, I’ve made it very clear I’m not touching you, so I’m not seeing how you think nothing will happen if I call them.” She waved in his general direction. “There is all kinds of darkness around you and I have no idea how you’re here, but it’s not for anything good.”

  “Too bad you let us in before paying attention to that,” he chuckled as he reached for her. “I don’t see a phone in your hand, slut.”

  “Yeah, well, you also didn’t see the guy standing in the room,” I interjected, moving to block her before he got her. I shoved him back and stared him down. “Smart you were making those threats when you weren’t even alone. That’s why she answered the door. Should I call our friends in here and get more witnesses or should you listen to the owner of this house and fucking leave?”

  He narrowed his eyes at me, then back to the guys, and around me to Sia. “I’m going to call your bluff and I can take you.”

  “Hey, are you nuts?” the drunk guy said, grabbing his arm. “You act like we came here to hurt Sia. I just wanted to party with her. I told you I knew a hot piece of ass who fucks anyone and invited you along, not to hurt her.”
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  Except he couldn’t get on the property if he wanted to hurt her. I had a feeling the magic might not know fucking her from fucking her over, as this guy was here not just for sex.

  I blocked Sia from going after the drunk guy for what he said, wanting her behind me in case the troublesome sober guy made a move for her again.

  “I don’t fuck anyone and I’m not fucking you ever again, asshole. I was already blowing you off because I get why your wife left you! I like sex and you just think I’m cheap and bring an orgy? You demeaning piece of shit. I rocked your world and you begged for it when you couldn’t find my orgasm with two hands and a fucking flashlight so yeah, I’m the easy one. Pathetic.”

  “Leave,” I told them again, the drunk guy deflating before my eyes.

  The other drunk one was stumbling towards the door, realizing this wasn’t what he’d signed up for.

  I kept my gaze on the sober one. “Whatever you came here for you won’t get, and we both know it wasn’t just sex so go.” His eyes flashed shock and I’d nailed that one right. “Hey, Travis, call the cops!” I raised my voice like someone else was there.

  “There aren’t any vehicles here,” he tried.

  I raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t see mine. She’s got a six-car garage and parks the work trucks by the greenhouses.”

  Rage filled his eyes and he tried to shove me out of the way, but I was ready, slugging him and putting him in a headlock before he even recovered. I dragged him over to the door, my height and working out making the difference between his bulk and assumed strength.

  Both drunks were out on the porch watching with wide eyes as I shoved him hard when I let him go.

  “Call the cops,” I instructed Sia, getting my phone out in a flash and tossing it back to her. “Travis and the others can’t hear us over the movie.”

  The guy realized he’d lost for real and turned on his heel, storming back to the vehicle. The drunks tried to argue or defend they wanted to party with us before scrambling off when they realized their ride was leaving.

  I waited until I saw the gate open and close, his SUV passing through before I closed and locked the door.