by R. M. Walker
“Ok, we go back to town and then make plans with the rest of the team to come back and take down this fortress. I want this done within the next day. My coven members don’t deserve this. No one deserves this,” I say, walking away from the building. I cast one of my personal tracker spells on one of the nearby trees to use as a marker for when we return. Slipping from the woods, we make our way back into town.
Chapter Five
After meeting with the team in the operations room and explaining what we found, the guys and I head up to bed. I am thoroughly exhausted but could use a good soak in my tub. Stumbling into my bedroom, I strip as I go. My legs feel like they have weights in them, and my head is pounding from using so much magic.
My tub is big enough to fit us all in. I designed it to be more like a pool because I like to float on my back and look up at the stars through the skylight in the roof. The jungle is so dark at night, that each star looks like a tiny diamond chip, twinkling in the night. The tub is always full and has healing properties magically infused in the water. Thirty minutes in this tub feels like a full eight-hour rest.
Naked, I gently step into the tepid water. It’s a little chilly, so I heat it with a spell, and it becomes the perfect temperature. The water coats my skin, the heat relaxing my muscles as I submerge myself into the water, and all outside sound falls away. I am in total darkness and isolation, but I can feel my mates through our bond. I relax my body into a horizontal position and float to the top. My head, breasts, and toes are the only things that break from the water. I close my eyes and drift.
The water provides soothing relief for my tired muscles, my skin soaking up all it has to offer, and I start to unravel the day. There’s so much we have learned today; the witches are being held in a facility on the outskirts of coven property, and portal magic is being used. I’ve never heard of anyone using portal magic except for the Seelie King. He won the last battle for power between the Dark and Light, and is said to live on Earth, but why would he care about wolves and witches?
I feel Acalon as he approaches the tub. They’ve been considerate of my space so far, which I appreciate. As he gets closer, I motion with my hand for him to get in, moving to make room. His large frame causes the water to slosh about, and I am submerged again before his large hands are pulling me close. He settles himself on one of the built-in seats and places me on his lap. Looking into his eyes, I see a lot of different emotions there. I don’t want to unravel them all, so I choose the easiest. “Why are you feeling hesitant?” I ask, slightly brushing the back of my hand against his cheek. He leans into my touch and closes his eyes. I stroke the other side of his face and pull him closer to me. Placing a chaste kiss on his lips, I wait for an answer.
“We don’t really know how to act in front of a female. It’s hard for us to tell what you need or want. I felt your need to be alone, but then I also felt your need to talk something through. Your mind is very confusing,” he says, with a concerned look. He looks ridiculously adorable like that. I kiss the tip of his nose and switch my position so that I can straddle him.
“You don’t need to understand everything I’m thinking. If I need you badly enough, I’ll make it known. You must remember I’ve been alone for a very long time, so this is new to me also. We’ll figure it out, after we save the witches,” I respond, nipping at his lower lip. This causes him to switch his confused expression and focus on me directly. I can feel him naked underneath me. His body is all muscles and smooth skin. His scruff is coming in, and I rub my face against his before slipping my hand down between us and grasping his cock, caressing and rubbing until his cock is at full attention.
Acalon kisses my neck and shoulder as I tip my head to the side. Feeling his heartbeat through the bond, and the thump-thump soon puts me into a hypnotizing trance. Our movements are slow and languid. We are both taking the time to explore each other. Yesterday was so fast, so rushed. Mating was essential then, but now we can take our time.
Large hands frame around my upper back, pulling me closer to him. Releasing my grip on his now very hard cock, I throw my arms around his shoulders and grab at his hair. I deepen our kiss as I move further into his lap, and I moan out a sigh of contentment when my clit brushes up against his cock. He is so large that I can feel him all the way up to my belly button. Grinding up and down on him, my arousal begins to heighten.
“I want you to fuck me nice and slow. I want to watch you shatter around my cock, and then I want to come inside that pretty little mouth of yours,” he says, staring at me intently. He is curious to see my reaction. It seems my mate fancies himself a bit of an alpha inside the bedroom. Never one to back down from a challenge, I oblige. Lifting my ass up, I reach down and line up his cock at the entrance to my pussy. I slowly lower myself onto him inch by inch, until he is groaning so loud, I’m afraid everyone will hear. Rotating my hips, I start us at a leisurely pace. Biting and sucking on his lower lip, I sweep my tongue across it to ask for entrance. He opens up for me, and I drag my tongue across his bottom lip before plunging in. Our tongues dance as my movements propel us into total bliss. Everything about this is slow and sensual. My whole body is on fire, and I know that I want to fuck this man for the rest of my existence. This is not just the joining of two people, but two people becoming one.
His hands travel from my back up into my hair. They are so large that my whole head is cradled in his hold. A light tug sends a hint of pain down my spine, and I buck up to meet him. This sends all thoughts of going slow out the window. My urgency picks up, and I feel like I need to rub more, feel more. I want to come all over him, and I need the friction. Placing a hand between us I rock my hips faster and expertly swirl my clit with my fingers. I know how to get myself to the border of an orgasm without going over. But I want him to take us both over the edge.
“Give me your hand,” I tell him. He unwinds one from my hair and brings it to meet mine. I replace my fingers with his and guide him on how I like to be touched. With him taking over for me, I brace both hands on his large shoulders and throw my body into the desire that is burning me alive from the inside. I call the water around us and heat it up to a temperature that leaves our skin raw. A gentle breeze dances in the air and I grab onto it, making it caress our skin above the water. He begins kissing the juncture between my neck and shoulder, biting down a bit harder than I’m used to. It causes my pussy to clench tightly around him and pulse out my release. I moan out my orgasm and curl my body onto his.
With his fingers still threaded through my hair, he lifts my head and pulls it to the side so he can look into my eyes. “Are you ready to take me into your mouth?” he asks, tugging on my hair a bit to get his point across. I am so turned on by that little tug, it takes me a minute to remember he was asking me a question.
“Yes,” I whisper, as I pull my head from his grasp, and move to get out of the tub. The air instantly dries me, as the temperature in the room heats up to sauna level. I love the benefits of being a Fae-witch hybrid. He follows me out of the water, and I use my magic to dry him off as well. He tugs me close, and we are caught in a passionate kiss that instantly has me wrapped up in him again. He walks us over to the chair I have in the corner for applying my makeup. He takes a seat and spreads his legs for me to nestle in the middle. Not taking my eyes off of him, I begin to kneel before him. Most find this to be an act of submission, but I see it as an act of trust. He is allowing me to use one of my most powerful weapons against one of his most sensitive areas. A mouth and tongue are a witch’s power source, and he is giving me an open invitation to do what I want with his body.
He is still erect from our lovemaking, so before me is a swollen cock, begging for release. I flick out my tongue and swirl it around the head of his dick, then quickly blow on the wet area. The hotness of my tongue and the coolness of the air creates a sensation that has him hissing in approval. I don’t waste time after that, eager to know what he tastes like. I wrap my lips around his shaft and take him deep into my mouth. I
move up and down, licking and sucking his thick cock. His moans of pleasure urge me on, and I feel so powerful holding this man in my mouth. I slip him all the way in and start to suck, hollowing out my cheeks as I fondle his balls in my left hand. I look up at him through my lashes and see his head thrown back in pure bliss. This makes me smirk to myself, I want to see this alpha crumble at my feet. I release some of the pressure and bob my head up and down, humming a tune as I do. The vibrations, sucking, and fondling are too much for him, and he comes in the back of my throat with a roar. I swallow him all down before running my tongue up the length of him and sitting back on my heels waiting for him to catch his breath.
“Gods, Izel, that was the best fucking blow-job I have ever had,” he says, trying to recover. I smile at him and getting up place a small kiss on his cheek.
“Let’s go to bed,” I say, taking his hand and leading him into the bedroom. There’s no need for clothes tonight. I glance back at him and his look tells me he is unsure of something.
“What’s bothering you?” I ask, turning to look into his eyes.
“I know this is the worst time to think of it, but the witches, why are they only taking the ones with higher magic levels? It feels like they are testing them out for something. I don’t think they are just taking them to grow their numbers,” he says, looking into my face.
“You’re right. There’s more to this. What’s bothering me is the portals. From my knowledge, the only Fae who can use the portals is the Seelie King. It’s been like that for thousands of years, and he lives on Earth. What does he want with witches and wolves?”
“I don’t like that Mazatl is here for the Queen. This feels like we are caught in the middle of something bigger than we anticipated, something that may have nothing to do with us.”
“I agree, but we need to find my coven mates. It’s not ok what they are doing to them.”
“You’re right. We will save the witches and think about what to do regarding Mazatl afterward. I just don’t want him alone with you, ok?”
“Ok, let’s go to bed, I can feel the others waiting for us,” I say, grabbing his hand, and leading him back into the bedroom. Zolin and Tenoch have both showered and changed and are lounging on the bed watching something on TV. As I approach, they both turn their attention to me, and I can feel their arousal through the bond.
“Aren’t you exhausted from today?” Zolin asks, looking me up and down and setting my body on fire.
“Before we sleep, I think you promised to worship me in every way?” I ask, my lust filtering through the air.
“Oh Izzy, you are a enchantress,” he says, walking over to me, and grabbing me by the waist to pull me closer, his kiss causing heat to pool low in my belly.
“Should we show her how to fill all those sexy holes,” Tenoch says, with eyes full of want. He comes up behind me and nuzzles my neck. I can feel his teeth descend as he scraps them across my neck. His hands wrap around me and play with my breasts. Zolin reaches between us, playing with my clit, making sensual circles and causing my pussy to clench. I pull away to look into his eyes.
“I want you inside me,” I say, grabbing his cock in my hand and giving it a tug. I stroke him slowly up and down biting on my lip and sucking in air when he hits the right spot.
“Take her to bed. Zolin lie down, and Tenoch — you take her ass. I want to watch you fuck her. Make her come, and scream out her orgasm,” Acalon says, walking over to a chair, sitting down and pulling out his hard cock. He begins to stroke himself, and the thought of having him watch us, raises my arousal.
Zolin does as he’s told and lays on the bed. I crawl over him and place my wet pussy right over his swollen cock. I grab it in my hand and put it right at the entrance. I don’t pounce on him right away, instead I tease him a bit, swirling it in circles to get it nice and wet. He moans out in pleasure and thrusts upward looking for more.
“So impatient,” I whisper, slamming down onto him. His eyes roll back, and his hands grab my waist. I love the effect I have on him. I pick up my pace and look down at him. He grabs my breasts and bites his lip like he wants to taste me. Leaning forward, I place a breast in his mouth while I fist his hair, giving it a little tug.
A hand palms my ass, rubbing it up and down. I’m no prude, and have enjoyed anal sex with quite a few partners, so when he places his finger at my opening a thrill of excitement rushes up my back. Tenoch places lube found from my nightstand all over my ass, and massages it in, stretching my hole as he goes. Once my size accommodates two fingers, I am primed for him.
“Are you ready Izzy? To feel both our cocks inside of you?” Tenoch whispers, in my ear. I shiver in anticipation and wiggle my ass a bit to get the point across. Leaning all the way forward, I relax into Zolin and wait for Tenoch to fill me up. Zolin reaches down, and starts massaging my clit in languid circles, while Tenoch takes his time inching into me.
I moan out in pleasure when both guys are nestled inside of me. I feel so fucking full. Looking over at Acalon, I see he is enjoying the show. His big cock is in his hand, and I want nothing more than to taste it. While the guys start to move, pushing me further to the edge, I watch Acalon watching us. Licking my lips, I beckon him over to us. I know he said he wanted to sit this one out, but I want nothing more than to suck on him and feel his hot seed rush down my throat. He gets the hint and stalks over to us. Tenoch is pounding into me, while Zolin matches his thrusts and slams up into me. I lean over a bit and open my mouth wide for Acalon. He quickly thrusts inside my mouth, causing me to gag for a second. He finds the right balance and rhythm, and I bask in the sensations of being completely filled by my mates.
My orgasm doesn’t waste any time coming, and I explode all over Zolin. He sucks on my neck and ears, stroking my clit to bring me down. I feel worshipped, just like they said. Tenoch grunts behind me, and with one last punishing thrust, comes inside of me. He bends down to bite me on the shoulder, and then slowly lifts himself out of me. I lean back a bit, taking control, and ride Zolin until he screams out my name. I clench around him as Acalon comes in my mouth, milking both men for every last drop.
My exhaustion hits again and I climb in between my men after visiting the bathroom to clean up. All three lean over and give me a quick kiss before returning to their places on the bed. Acalon slips in behind Zolin, and for the first time since our mating, I feel at peace. I feel that this is where I was meant to be all along.
Chapter Six
The next day we spend training. The attack will take place tonight under the cover of night to decrease the likelihood someone will see a whole Protector’s Brigade traipsing through the jungle. The element of surprise is imperative since we are unaware of their numbers.
“You sure do know how to handle that bow,” Zolin says, coming up to me and placing his arms around my waist from behind. I’m at the archery building practicing my already perfect aim, the lightning tip on my arrow is still active as I drop my arms. I counter the spell before turning to face him, placing my arrow back into my quiver and my bow on the table to my left.
His scent intoxicates me as he invades my space, he smells like the jungle right after a rainstorm and the heady, musky scent of his jaguar. Today, he is wearing his Warrior of the Underworld armor; a large, leather breastplate over a tunic that is infused with protection magic. I double checked the spell to make sure it was the strongest it could be. I was impressed by the witch who crafted it.
“I have had a lot of practice,” I say, turning around to face him. I clasp my arms around his waist and lean in for a kiss. He opens for me instantly, and a sweet kiss turns into white-hot passion. He grabs my ass and pulls me closer to him. A throat clears behind us.
“Um… Izzy, we need to go over the plan one more time before we head out,” Coyotl says, with a smirk on his face. He is enjoying this way too much.
“Right, ok, I will be right there. And get that stupid look off your face. You’ll have to get used to this,” I say, gesturing toward my emb
race with Zolin. He just gives me a saucy eyebrow raise and walks away. Cheeky bastard.
Turning back to Zolin, I give him another kiss, putting my all into it. We've only been together such a short time, but when witches bond with their mates, it’s as if forever happens in a day.
“To be continued — tonight, after the battle,” I say, breaking from the embrace, and following the direction Coyotl just walked. The anticipation of a fight runs through my body. I have always been at my best when in combat. It doesn’t happen often, but it is my favorite part about being a protector. I am able to use all of my magic with no consequence, something I can’t do when I am in the practice ring. It might sound a bit harsh, but being a hybrid is torture when you can’t express all of yourself.
Entering the clearing in the courtyard attached to the training yard, I climb up onto the platform we set up for larger meetings. I see Mazatl in the crowd, hanging back a bit. His separation is a bit unnerving. “Attention, everyone! As you know, later tonight we will be executing a rescue mission to save our coven mates. They are located at the edge of our land beyond the clearing. The building is covered by a barrier spell. They can’t see or hear out, as the witch that cast it must not know how to twist the spell. Our plan is simple, Mazatl and I will break the barrier, and then we will break off in teams to breach the building. Coyotl will lead the Bravo team around the north side of the building, Yaotl will take Delta team and continue to the West, and Aaron will take Omega team to the South. The rest of you will supply backup in the jungle line. I don’t want them to know our numbers. Myself, the Warriors, and Mazatl will approach the building from the portal side, I will be taking Charlie team as well. If there is a chance, we can shut down the portal, we will, or, at least, minimize the attack that may come through if an alarm is sounded,” I say. The whole guard cheers a battle cry, and we get sorted in our appropriate groups.
