“Very happy. You’ll be recharged by morning.” Zach ran his tongue over her breast as her eyelids closed. She whimpered with desire. Her back arched. “She needs it bad.”
Logan leaned over and kissed Zach. “We all do.”
Zach pulled Logan in, pressing Natalie between them.
“I really missed you two,” she said. Her sweet, warm breath skimmed across Zach’s neck like a caress.
She tugged at Logan’s clothing. Zach helped, and soon Logan was as naked as they were. Nat’s eager hands slid down their chests, then gripped their growing erections. Zach stared at her delicate hand teasing Logan’s cock. Logan’s eyes closed—it was good to see the ecstasy on his face.
“Sure you want to dive back in?” Zach whispered.
“Please, I’ve been looking forward to this.” She brushed her lips over his shoulder and then nibbled Logan’s neck.
Zach kissed his way down her lush body, nuzzling her nipples, caressing her stomach, and finally licking her from hip to hip. Her hands tangled in his hair as she tilted her pelvis toward him. He kissed her bare pussy lips as she spread her legs. A sigh slipped from her mouth.
“I think she needs us, Zach.” The deep rumble of Logan’s chuckle made Zach’s cock jump.
Zach watched Logan kiss Natalie deeply while squeezing her breasts. She belonged here—with them. Zach flicked his tongue over her outer pussy lips, then gently teased the inner ones. She gasped. Her juices betrayed her desire. Wetness couldn’t be denied.
Logan’s groans made Zach glance up. Nat was giving Logan’s dick a good tongue-lashing.
Burying his face in her cunt, Zach lost himself in his desperate need for her taste, her warmth, her very presence in their bed. Her moans grew louder as her hips lifted. He pressed two fingers into her pussy. With a quick thrust, she pushed to take them fully.
“Please,” she said.
Zach fucked her with his fingers—no drawn-out foreplay or oil massages tonight. She needed immediate attention. He sucked her clit as his fingers curled inside her; her body tightened and shuddered. He worked faster, lapping her clit as he tapped her G-spot.
The magic of love and history made it easy for him to hit the combo until she shrieked. Her body shook. Logan helped hold her steady as she came. Finally her eyelids fluttered open, and her breathing evened out.
“Welcome home,” Zach said, smoothing a loose wisp of hair from her eyes.
She grinned. “You haven’t lost your touch.”
“She wants more than fingers up there,” Logan said.
“It’s not a race.” Zach ran his tongue along her pussy from bottom to top. She shook again. “Lady’s choice.”
She grabbed a condom from the nightstand, then tossed it at Logan. Flipping over, she crawled to Zach, a determined smile spreading over her face. Zach sat back to let her lick and play with his balls.
“Fucking and sucking at the same time is a classic,” she said.
Zach heard the rustle of the condom wrapper. He shifted to his knees so he could lean over and watch. Logan slid his erection deep into her, and Natalie moaned. Hearing her pleasure was even better when her lips vibrated on his dick. Her soft mouth and delicate tongue worked Zach’s cock like magic. She knew what her men wanted. Dating a psychic had its perks, but so did a long history. Zach loved oral and loved to get fucked. In the right mood, he’d screw Nat senseless, but that wasn’t the mood tonight.
He thrust into her mouth. She pressed closer. He opened his eyes, then watched her rub her large tits around his cock. Groaning, he lifted and stared back at Logan, who was giving Nat the good, hard fucking she wanted. Her occasional gasps and the digging of her nails into Zach’s thigh every so often told him she loved it.
“Don’t let us wear you out,” Zach said.
He pushed her curls back so he could see her big blue eyes as she eased back, then licked his cock like a Popsicle.
“None of us will last long this first time.” She gasped against his balls.
“Damn right,” Logan said.
She gave a sexy little wiggle of her ass. “Make me come first.”
Logan held her hips, thrusting relentlessly. Zach pinched her nipples as she sucked the tip of his cock.
“You love two cocks. Don’t try to deny it,” Zach said, admiring the way her nipples tightened and enlarged at his touch.
“I love it.” She nuzzled his balls as Logan ground into her. Zach felt her body tense, then shudder. Her moans on his cock pushed him closer to the edge when she bucked back against Logan while keeping hold of Zach’s erection. Logan’s shouts mixed with Nat’s soft noises as they came.
Her hand jerked Zach’s shaft as she flicked the tip. The groans and gasps escaping her lips added to his rush. One last lick from Natalie, and his climax hit. His cum landed on her cheek and lips, then dribbled down her chin. The view extended his release, but her stroking him for more made his body jerk.
She knew how to work her men, and get them off—fast or slow.
“I missed you so much, Nat. I love you,” Zach said.
“Me too. I can’t even breathe.” Logan kissed her back.
“I love you both so much. I definitely missed you, and this. I didn’t realize how tense and unused parts of me were getting.” She laughed softly and stretched.
“You should get some sleep. You were on the road most of the day,” Logan said as he eased off her, then dumped the protection.
He even fetched a towel to clean the cream on her face. Finally they pulled up the cover, curling up with her snuggled in the middle.
Sex-induced sleep crept up on Zach quickly. He smiled.
* * * *
The soft tinkling of the wind chimes on the deck woke Natalie. She inhaled the manly scent of two distinct and amazing creatures. Logan’s hand rested possessively on her hip. Zach’s hand cupped her breast.
She loved the way the walls of muscle pinned her. She knew the pattern of Logan’s chest hair and the way Zach curled around her as they slept. No other men made her feel sexy, safe, and completely free at the same time. In bed there were no doubts. She wanted more of that completely certain feeling now.
Although she was hesitant to wake them, last night wasn’t enough to scratch the itch after almost a year of abstinence.
Pushing the covers back, she took a moment to relish the cool fall air caressing her body before the room grew hot. She rolled over onto Zach, then rubbed her wet pussy on his cock. He grew for her even as he struggled to wake up.
“Hi.” She kissed him. “I think we need a real ride today.”
“You always get what you want.” Zach grinned up at her, then buried his face in her tits.
Logan tossed a couple of condoms in the middle of the bed. “So he gets to lie back today?”
“Last night, you fucked me good. Now I want both.” She stroked his cock, then tugged it gently.
“Oh yes,” Zach moaned. He slid on the protection quickly and went back to groping her breasts.
Logan kissed her, taking her lower lip between his teeth before releasing. “Sure you want two cocks in you? Don’t try to make it up to us.”
“I’ve wanted that every day since I left. I missed us. Fucking each other any way we want and being ourselves. Don’t tell me that’s changed.” She rubbed his sac playfully.
“Hell, no,” Zach said against her nipple.
“Maybe you don’t want a girl around?” Nat rubbed her cunt along Zach’s cock. He lifted in response. Finally she eased down on his shaft, taking it all the way inside her.
“I do.” Zach fell back into the pillows, his eyes glazed with desire.
She rode him slowly at first, arching her back and running her fingers through his hair. While Nat was in Chicago, they had been left to fend for themselves. She had to seduce them a little now. Last night was about reconnecting. This was about letting the lust run rampant.
Logan grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand. “Did you think about us when you were alo
ne in Chicago?”
“All the time.” She leaned forward as he lubed her ass, then teased her with a light smack.
“Did you touch yourself thinking about us?” Zach tweaked her nipples while lifting his hips to fill her.
“Over and over. It’s just not the same.” She took a deep breath as Logan stretched and fingered her rear entrance. His cock would feel so good; she couldn’t wait.
Logan paused. “Sure you want this?”
“I want both of you inside me. Yes! Don’t act like it’s new.” She wagged her hips from side to side.
“You’re tight here.” He pressed the tip of his cock against her, then slowly filled her.
It was a bit of a stretch, but every inch felt so good. He withdrew, then pushed a little deeper. Logan had sexual control like no other. She and Zach were always safe in his creative hands.
“Take her, Logan. I love how tight she gets.” Zach moaned.
Having two cocks inside her was a wild sensation. She bit Zach’s nipples, then licked over his chest as Logan eased back before advancing into her. The condom and lube helped, but she focused on her breathing to relax even more. She wanted it all.
When she backed up a bit, Logan groaned. “Be careful. You’re out of practice.”
“You’re just a tease,” she said.
Logan spread her ass cheeks, working in and out until she moaned. She froze as he thrust faster. His total control over her body encouraged the beginnings of an intense orgasm. The ache and stretch were so delicious, she craved more.
The heat of his balls finally made her tremble from the tips of her toes to her scalp as her climax rippled through her.
“You did it, my witch. Now ride.” Logan smacked her ass.
She pressed on Zach’s chest, then straightened her back a bit. Rocking on the two dicks was even better than she remembered. Both cocks hard, four hands groping and caressing her, and she had no shame about any of it. She craned her neck to kiss Logan’s mouth. His smug smile would soon be replaced by a screaming orgasm.
Squeezing those cocks deep inside her, she squirmed on them randomly. Her body moved in whatever rhythm felt good.
Zach took control, grabbing her hips.
Logan adjusted her, then filled her ass again. The men began a dueling match in her body, pressing both cocks to each other through her walls. Then they pulled out. She whimpered at the loss, then gasped as they both drove back in at the same time. She couldn’t stop her smile.
“Harder,” she said, nearly out of breath.
“She’s begging for it,” Logan said through clenched teeth.
Their thrusting grew faster and rougher. Her head fell back on Logan’s shoulder as the men held her in place. Zach thumbed over her clit. She screamed as her body shuddered in wave after wave of climax.
“Oh, yeah.” Logan pinched her ass, then fucked her faster.
The pressures of their cocks simultaneously driving into her built until she neared yet another orgasm. Then they stopped.
“Please,” she whimpered.
“She missed us,” Logan said, arching an eyebrow.
Zach rolled her nipples in his fingers. “She missed this, for sure.”
“Yes, so much. Fuck me,” she pleaded.
The lack of shame or fear in the room thrilled Natalie. Goddess, how they loved sex. Being vulnerable or needy wasn’t a bad thing.
“You ride until you come again. You started it,” Logan said. A gust of wind blew through the open window, ruffling his hair and making him even sexier.
She nodded while the men held still. Working her body down on them convinced her it wouldn’t take long. They supported her as she ground her pussy down on Zach and leaned back to give Logan a squeeze. Her hips rocked like she did this every day. Before Chicago, she had. Their sex life had been so amazing, yet she let other people drive her away. She wanted to make it up to her men—and to herself. She tightened on their cocks, riding them hard until her G-spot was hit just right.
Her orgasm hit her like an intense wave of electricity. All control disappeared as her body shook and a primal groan escaped her lips. The men fucked her like animals. The passion and need she felt in them dragged out her release as first Zach and then Logan screamed her name.
Energy flowed between them. Walls had come down, and they were, for the moment, at least as connected and close as they’d ever been. She hoped it’d continue so she could analyze where she needed to be. She never wanted to move from the bed.
* * * *
As she meditated on the back deck, the natural surroundings helped her receive information more freely. The men were right. Sex was part of life, and she’d been missing out on it. Fulfilling the natural need had balanced her. But when she tried to envision Halloween night with her nieces in cute costumes in the town parade, or the coven’s offering of pumpkins, grainy bread, and wine…it all turned to black. Fear gripped her as something dark entered her happy town.
Blinking away the darkness, she gazed out on the lush backyard and white picket fence. Bad things happened in Green Leaf, of course. Deaths and farm accidents were unavoidable. Life was a cycle, and death was part of it. Still, Halloween had always been a safe night of trick-or-treating and hayrides. Residents didn’t worry about their kids running from farm to farm or house to house. The crime rate was very low, and mischief was largely innocent, caused by bored and rebellious teens.
“Breakfast is on the table. Feeling better?” Zach asked from the house.
“Better, but no answers yet.” She hopped up, then headed for the kitchen.
“I’m off to work unless you need me.” Logan stepped toward her, straightening his collar, then kissed her cheek.
“No, I’m good. Must see my brother at some point. I’ve got plenty of visits to make today.” She hugged him.
“If you want safe company, my sisters are around. They’re on the canning projects now, but if you need them, give them a call,” Zach offered.
“The canning needs to get done. I don’t want to get in their way. I’ll be sure to visit them at some point.” Oh, how she loved him! His family—and Logan’s—were nicer to her than her own.
“He’s just jealous,” Zach said.
“What?” she asked.
“Your brother. He’s jealous. You got all the witchy powers, and he got nothing, really. So instead, he’s a police officer. I can’t imagine that’s the career he envisioned growing up with you.” Zach shrugged.
“Are you reading my mind?” she asked.
“No, you’re just back in a place with friends that know you that well.” He blew her a kiss before walking out.
She listened to the door close, then dug into her pancakes. Being anonymous in Chicago had been a relief, yet felt odd. Now she had to get comfy again with the idea that here she had no secrets.
Her brother might be jealous, but he ignored his daughters’ psychic gifts and tried to keep them from Wiccan ways. He might be able to ignore it, but that approach would only make his daughters confused and scared. She couldn’t ignore their gifts or her own! Nudging her brother was inevitable. After breakfast and a quick cleanup, she sat in her parked car on Main Street. The town hall was pretty empty, and only a few cars were outside at the police station. One bright red truck sat outside the fire station.
Down the street, there was the diner, the post office, a farming supply store, a grocery store, and a small clothing shop. Most people did their shopping on the Internet or drove to Indy to stock up. The gas station with a garage and small towing service sat on the edge of town. A new fast-food place was located at the other end of town.
There was a salon and a pizza place too. Somehow, she’d lived here twenty-five years without all the choices Chicago offered. Now she missed the distraction as she contemplated a manicure. But she had to face her brother at some point.
In a red tank top and a gauzy navy-and-red-patterned ankle-length skirt, she stepped out of her car. In Chicago, she’d found a great little shop th
at sold clothes at reasonable prices. There, her unique style got no looks at all. Here, people looked but smiled when they saw it was Natalie.
“Welcome home!” the mayor’s wife shouted from down the block.
“Thanks!” Nat waved back.
It was like she’d never left. She walked into the police station and smiled at the dispatch lady, who sat at the big board, filing her nails.
“So glad you’re back, Nat!” Nancy wiggled her file as she waited for the next emergency.
“Thanks. Is my brother around?” Nat asked.
“Office,” Nancy said, pointing the way with her nail file.
“Thanks.” Nat wandered back past the empty desks of officers out on patrol. She tapped on the door.
“Come in.”
She stepped into his small office. “Hey, big brother.”
Chris’s face was hard to read. He was good at blocking her powers—bottling his feelings. The dark hair and blue eyes ran in the family, but other than that, the siblings were very different.
“Hi, what are you doing back?” he asked.
“The mayor’s wife was more welcoming.” She closed the door behind her. “Randy says hi.”
He chuckled as he avoided her gaze. “No, he doesn’t.”
“So, you’re going to be difficult. Fine. I’m staying through Halloween. I keep seeing something very dark in my dreams and meditations.” She sat in a guest chair, then crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn’t going to let him bully her.
“We always have a little teenage horseplay. Kids do stupid shit every year, and we catch them. We’ll take every precaution. You missed the Fourth of July craziness—they tried to make a bunch of cows stampede with fireworks.” He laughed.
“Kids and mischief. Tipping cows was enough when we were kids. That’s not what I’m talking about.” She shook her head. Why couldn’t she see any of the vision’s vital details? If she saw something—anything—maybe Chris would believe her.
“Small towns are dull. But add in all the stuff they see on TV and the Internet, and we get our share of crazy stunts. We’ll be on the lookout.” His tone held a mock seriousness that irked Nat to her toes. Chris leaned back in his chair. “You think your vision is real?”
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