by J. E. Cluney
A warlock didn’t need long to recharge when he wanted.
“And with Ally,” Ollie whispered.
“I call dibs,” Skip said gruffly, and I lolled my head to the side, loving his desperate need to have me again.
Something animalistic had taken over him now, and it had my little lady clenching in anticipation, despite how I was still recovering from my intense orgasm.
“Ollie should have a go, you already had one,” Marcus stated breathlessly as he rose off me. “Lucas, you better magic her clean before the lounge eats her,” he added with a soft chuckle as he eased out of me.
Lucas clicked his fingers before my juices could dribble out onto the lounge, and I winked at Skip as he scowled.
Marcus was right—it was Ollie’s turn.
“I can just have fun with Lucas while you have her again. I can wait,” Ollie said quickly, and I knew he really wanted that special orgasm Lucas could offer him.
I didn’t mind it, all my men had started to enjoy the arse play, which I adored. It only turned me on more, seeing them being with one another.
Marcus and Skip weren’t too big on giving it or doing oral, but taking it, that was another story.
“Ollie could do you while you do me?” I suggested cheekily, and Skip’s nostrils flared as he drew in my arousal.
“Fine,” he muttered as he closed in, his mind set on what he wanted first.
He reached down and wrapped his hands under my arse as he hefted me up against him, holding me steady, which I needed, thanks to my weak legs after that orgasm.
His ferocious mouth claimed mine in a heated kiss that burned with passion, making my legs quake.
One strong arm moved to wrap around my waist, crushing me against his sturdy chest, his excitement jamming into my lower stomach.
He didn’t hold back as he dominated my mouth, and his newfound aggressiveness had my core clenching with enthusiasm.
“You’re my little pixie,” Skip growled out softly as he broke our kiss, giving me only a moment to gasp in air as he carried me to our dining table and set my arse down on it.
I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist as he stood between them, his arousal nudging my inner thighs and making me quiver.
“Ours,” Lucas corrected him over his shoulder, and I gazed past Skip at my three other mates as they stood crowded in the dining room, watching with excitement.
Ollie had his dick in his hand, while Marcus was taking a breather and leaning against the doorframe, and Lucas had his length standing tall and ready.
I sucked in a breath as Skip dropped down, burying his face in my core and gripping my legs tight so I couldn’t shy away.
I rested my hands on the table, my eyes locking with Ollie as Skip flicked his tongue over my folds and made me shudder.
Lucas was behind Ollie now, kissing his neck as his hand strayed around to start pumping his length, while his other hand was preparing him.
“I have another idea,” I murmured as I pushed the image to my mates.
Skip moaned between my legs as he continued to taste me, and Ollie’s mouth twitched up into a devilish smile that was unlike him.
Skip spent a few more moments between my legs before he rose up, ravishing my mouth again before he stepped back.
He helped flip me onto my stomach, bending me over as he teased his dick between my arse cheeks.
I gasped, turning my head to the side as Ollie joined me in the same position beside me, those sweet hazel eyes meeting mine. They flickered with desire, and I knew he was just as turned on at the thought of being right beside me as we both had our fun.
“Different, but I like it,” Lucas said as he took up his position behind Ollie and bent over to plant kisses along his spine.
Ollie closed his eyes, a smile playing at his lips, and he reached over to rest his hand on mine.
Skip spread my legs wider, dragging his dick up my folds and teasing me despite my groans of protest.
I watched as Lucas took his time preparing Ollie, stretching him with a finger and magicking lube into his hand.
Seeing Ollie’s expression of pleasure made me lean back, and Skip took the hint as he slowly eased inside of me, taking it painfully slow. I tried to buck back against him, but he held my arse firmly, stopping me from taking any control.
Ollie’s other hand slid down to play with his junk as Lucas continued teasing and readying him, and I gasped as Skip slid out before ramming back into me with enough force to make the table groan and slide on the tiles.
“I’ll hold it,” Marcus stated as he flitted to the other side of the table, and I raised my body up, my nipples just touching the wooden top of the table as Marcus planted himself firmly.
He had his excitement in hand now, and he was watching me intently as Skip rammed into me, jarring my body against the table as I gasped.
Ollie’s hand tightened over mine when he arched back as well, hissing as Lucas finally started to enter him as well.
One of Skip’s hands slid around my waist before snaking up and clutching my left breast as he continued pounding into me, and I stared at Marcus, who refused to break his gaze away as he pumped his cock, enjoying the sight before him.
I watched him work himself perfectly in time with Skip’s thrusts, and I whimpered as Skip’s second little head stroked my back wall, applying a welcome pressure.
Well, we were certainly making up for all the lost time recently where we’d not had fun.
All our tension and stress were being released in this giant sexfest, and I moaned and jerked as Skip grunted, ramming into me as hard and deep as he could.
I could feel him hitting quite deep, a slight pain being brought on, but it mixed well with the pleasure as Skip sucked on the side of my neck, leaving his own mark on my skin since Marcus had marked the other side.
Ollie gasped and moaned beside me as Lucas started thrusting into him, and another scene popped into my mind that I sent out to all of them.
Bodies shifted as they decided to act it out, and I found myself on all fours on the shaggy rug as Skip took me from behind, while Ollie prepared Skip for entry as Lucas continued light thrusts into Ollie.
Marcus took his position in front of me, and I reached one hand up, fondling his balls gently before trailing a finger over his tip, loving the bead of pre-cum that sat atop it.
I wrapped my fingers around his length, jerking forward as Skip slammed into me, and I kissed the tip.
Marcus stroked my face before gently caressing my head, and I slowly opened my lips, drawing him inside as Skip rammed into me again.
Marcus struggled to refrain from facefucking me, and instead, thrust only lightly, timing it well with how my body was lurching forward from Skip’s animalistic thrusts.
I rocked between them, moaning and mewling from the pleasure within me.
It wasn’t until Skip grunted and shuddered that I clenched up around him, my own climax near as Ollie finally entered him.
We moved together, a writhing mass of now sweaty bodies, grunting and moaning as we all had our fun.
I came easily with the sensations from all my men being forced onto me with a touch of magic from Lucas, and the orgasmic bliss that erupted through us all had us crying out.
We continued switching it up, changing positions, and with the scent of arousal all around us, I was privy to seeing Skip making out with Lucas while Ollie sucked Marcus off, then Skip went down on me as Lucas did him from behind.
Marcus finally caved, curiosity winning out, and he took Ollie from behind as well.
Seeing all my men letting loose and enjoying the moment was all I needed, and we spent the rest of the afternoon in heavenly bliss as we savored one another’s bodies.
14
“So this is the circus,” I said breathlessly as the boys led me into the giant red and cream tent set up on the oval.
We’d decided to take a week off from life to holiday in Brisbane, and with the hectic crap we’d been throu
gh, our lecturers were fine with it.
The tent was highly deceptive, looking rather small from the outside. It was warded so that no human even saw it, although I wondered if they’d notice all the cars coming to the oval and seemingly disappearing. Magic still astounded me even now.
Inside the tent, it was like a small town, with buildings set up all around and the tent ceiling incredibly high up.
We made our way through the excited crowd as small magical dragons whizzed through the air and exploded in sparkles, littering lollies or small toys for the children.
There were assorted shifters in half-shifted states, tiger shifters, lions, bears, all sorts, all partially shifted as they put on incredible shows of strength, agility, or flexibility.
I spied a wonderful female tiger shifter in a latex purple suit who had her skin striped, her eyes narrowed to slits, and her fangs protruding. She shot up into the air and latched onto the side of a building, doing some incredible parkour moves that had the children mesmerized.
Light shows were all around, small fireworks going off and magical jellyfish floating through the air, along with various magical creatures of myth. Except for the dragons. We knew all too well how real they were.
Children were being wowed as magical potions made their hair come alive. Many little girls ran around with Medusa hair or glowing halos that rotated, while others had magical glowing butterflies in their hair with crazy colors or vibrant rainbows that shimmered and changed. The boys tended to have the hair that looked like it was made of living shadows, wisps rolling off them, while others had their hair on fire, although it was only magical, harmless flames.
We entered the first shop, and I found myself entranced by all the magical toys and trinkets. Toys flew around the room of their own accord, and there were glowing pendants and enchanted jewelry boxes that required a verbal password, little metal dragons that blew fake flames, and little toy horses in a designated area that kids could ride, marketed as the lifelike pony with no car required. They only lasted a few weeks, but a potion was supplied for extra that could be added to a magical pack in their chest that would power them up again for a few more months.
I was like a child in a lolly shop as I darted around, awestruck like one of the children as my men laughed.
I ended up buying a little golden dragon that flew around, and the man offered me a potion to reanimate it after six weeks.
I declined when Lucas mentally told me he’d just do it.
It would animate only when I was near.
Lucas promised to add a few extra touches so that it would assist me with things.
My own little house elf.
I chuckled at the thought.
I moved onto a toy section of created creatures, like the little pufflepugs, a colorful little awfully fluffy dog that would protect the chosen child at all costs. They were expensive, but apparently grew to an incredible size if the child was in danger. They’d alert the parents and defend the child.
Such an intriguing toy carried a hefty price, and I baulked at the two-thousand-dollar tag.
It was only a toy, right?
‘Magical defensive toy,’ Ollie stated as I moved on.
There were toy unicorns that shot rainbows from their butts and a pegasus that flew around the room.
So many toys, all with a decent price tag attached. At least my dragon was only seventy dollars.
We left the store after I browsed some more, fascinated by the fairy gardens at the back with little animated fairies and glowing ponds with tiny fish that swam around. Their little houses were lit up, and I so wished I’d been able to see these wonders when I was a child.
The next store was fancy foods, and I chose a fiery red unicorn pastry that apparently gave you an entire delicious creamy garlic steak meal.
One bite, and I was blown away. It really did taste like I was eating a steak with prawns, crispy chips, and the most amazing creamy garlic sauce. Skip grabbed the one that tasted like expensive lobster, while Lucas opted for a snack of chattering monkey chips in a barrel. Ollie got the cookie that was actually a bacon deluxe burger, while Marcus chose the waffle supreme with melted chocolate and ice-cream disguised as a cupcake.
He’d developed quite a sweet tooth lately, which I adored.
Next was an aquarium of magical creatures that floated all around us like the jellyfish outside.
We stepped into a huge room with glittering blue whales, dolphins, sharks, and more overhead.
Some children squealed when the sharks lunged at them, diving through them and swimming off into the air.
I marveled at the various deep-water fish that swam around the floor, many of them awfully creepy looking.
Marcus held my hand as I reached up, running my hand through the underbelly of a dolphin before dodging a Japanese spider crab as it scurried across the floor.
Their names floated over the top of them, so I learned a whole heap of new species, like the vampire squid and assorted creepy-arse angler fish that made me shudder with all their teeth and disturbing eyes. There was even a megamouth shark lurking over along the edge of one wall.
Each building had something new to me. One was a milkshake stand that had over a hundred flavors, and they’d mix and match for you. There was a lolly shop with screaming gum-balls, animated chocolate frogs, laughing fairy-floss, and so much more.
We explored each one, until the speakers declared the actual show would be starting soon and to head down the circus main street to the show ring.
We did as told, following the crowd as Skip held my hand, bubbling with excitement.
We took our seats in the stands around the show ring at the far end and waited patiently as everyone found their seats and witches handed out last minute food and drinks. I chuckled at the various treats that were giggling or screaming, but the crowd fell quiet and I drew in a breath as the lights dimmed and a crescendo started up.
A man exploded in a ball of light, the magic golden sparkles raining down on everyone.
I noted how it quietened down all the magical treats everywhere, and then his voice boomed out.
“Welcome to the Magical Show of the Maximus Family!” he bellowed, hovering in midair, his red tailcoat floating around him as he spread his arms out. For just a moment, he reminded me of Walter, and I smiled softly.
I gasped as explosions of fabulous glittery fireworks went off, and various half-shifted shifters launched through the portals that had opened up.
There were ropes hanging all around, and lengths of material fluttered down.
The shifters leaped between the various hanging ropes and material before scrambling up wooden ladders and launching off.
I watched the incredible display of agility and balance as they moved in a perfectly choreographed parkour show, wearing glittering, fancy outfits. They sprung into one another’s arms, doing flips and twists in the air and being thrown up into spins.
The warlock added to it, sprouting large stalks from the show ring floor as the ropes were raveled back up by magic.
The performers took to using the leafy stalks to jump around, the outfits shimmery green.
The magical performance made me think of some epic Jack and the Beanstalk scenario.
I bounced in my seat as flowers sprouted off the stalks and bloomed, revealing shimmering witches who released magical, glowing butterflies from little boxes they held.
The butterflies added to the incredible show, before they began to swarm together, morphing into a vibrant phoenix-like creature that flew around overhead, spewing glowing flames that fluttered down.
I launched to my feet, snatching one from the air as I remembered my good luck charm from our first festival together.
The flaming star that I now held hardened into an iridescent red star that shimmered as I moved it, like there was a magical power hidden within it.
Music took over, and the stalks exploded into a fine golden dust as all the shifters pounced down onto the ground and ran off b
ackstage while the warlock floated down.
“Time for an exotic show like no other! I present to you, Bjorn and Erik, our unicorn and pegasus duo!”
I leaned forward, disbelief rippling through me as the black unicorn galloped out from the side of the ring, racing around as he tossed his mane and flicked his tail.
My men took delight in my astonishment, and Ollie rested one hand on my back as the white pegasus soared through the air.
‘Do they have any powers?’ I asked mentally as I remembered chatting with the boys about these rare shifters, which were supposedly a cross between other shifters from long ago. At least that was the story, but no one really knew for sure, just that they were ancient races and quite rare.
‘Some people say they do, others say they don’t because they’re shifters. Then again, we didn’t know dragon shifters were real, so maybe they aren’t crossbreeds of shifters. I’d love to know if they actually had powers,’ Marcus answered as he pursed his lips, watching as the pegasus flew over our heads, a gust of wind fluttering my hair over my shoulders.
Children were stunned as they called out, and excited murmurs and pointing hands surrounded me.
I wondered who was who in the duo.
“Please also give a warm welcome to Bastien too!” the warlock boomed out.
I just bounced in my seat with giddiness as the griffon rocketed through the air, swirling and twisting as it did a playful dance with the pegasus.
He was a stunning dark brown with a light brown head, but I saw his lion tail flicking around and eyed those nasty eagle talons on his front legs.
God, I wanted to ask so many questions about them, learn just what they could do.
I’d read only bits and pieces about them, but they were so rare and kept a secret that no powers had been recorded.
And yet here some were in a goddamn circus.
How was there nothing to find on them?
‘Same reason no one will know about Ollie properly, I’d imagine. Max, the warlock, protects them like his own family. They survive off the money here. He will make sure no one can question them. That was a strict part of buying tickets. Not speaking about the exotic shifters much, and no trying to commune with them. I imagine none of them will shift back to human state, that way their identities remain a secret,’ Marcus said.
