by Logan Jacobs
“I like trouble.” Vesta winked. “What do you think about the room in the back there?”
“I feel good about it,” I said, and the women followed me into a room that was painted rose-pink.
Inside, there were large purple seats around a cream white table. A set of cards was laid out on the table, and four men were seated at each chair. There was one seat with two open chairs on each side, so I sat in the middle while Vesta and Akira perched next to me.
“You need to pay a fee if you want this table,” an alligator skinned man with giant, snake-like eyes growled.
“No problem.” I smirked.
I laid out three golden coins and passed them to the dealer, and his eyes widened.
“This is more than enough for five rounds,” the dealer told me.
“Perfect,” I replied. “Hit me, then. I’d also like a couple of drinks for the ladies and a round of coins for them to join as well.”
The dealer snapped his fingers, and a young, serpentine looking woman dressed in the same sheer gown like the rest of the servers went over to the bar and began mixing a blue and red concoction.
When she returned with the three drinks, I took a sip and felt my head spin almost instantly. I gave a quick warning glance to Vesta and Akira, but they were beyond buzzed and close to drunk now, and they sipped the concoction like it was iced tea.
We gambled, and by using my skill and spell, I won another five rounds. I felt like I was on fucking fire. Vesta and Akira killed the game as well, even though they were obviously drunk. They earned less than what I ended up with, but it was still impressive. As I left the table, I could feel the other gamblers’ gazes burning a hole into the back of my head, but I didn’t give a fuck.
But soon, our luck seemed to run out.
I noticed one of the guards, a brutish, blue skinned beast with elvish ears, stared right at us with a deep frown. I had a feeling he was watching the girls a little too closely.
Akira suddenly cackled beside me as she started to collect another batch of gold coins, and the guard pushed himself off the wall, walked over to our table, stood behind me, and placed his beefy hands on Akira and Vesta’s shoulders.
“Hey, ladies,” he murmured. “If you wouldn’t mind following me into the back for just a moment?”
“What?” Akira looked up with startled black eyes, and the color drained from her already pale face.
“Why do we have to go with you?” Vesta challenged.
“It’s just for a moment,” the guard said, but his grip tightened on the witches’ shoulders.
“Actually,” I growled as I turned to face the male, “they’re fine right here.”
The guard scowled at me and raised his meaty fist.
“I’m not asking,” he snarled. “Come with me, girls.”
“First of all, they aren’t girls, they are women,” I corrected. “More importantly, they are my women, and I don’t take kindly to my women being told they need to go somewhere with another man. Now, do I need to speak with the owner of this fine establishment? Because I’m about to stab a motherfucker.”
The guard wanted to argue, but my confident tone and the way I stared directly into his eyes without flinching must have made him realize I wasn’t a pushover.
“Apologies, sir.” He pursed his lips and nodded. “Please enjoy the rest of your evening.”
I nodded as the guard withdrew from our table, and to my surprise, Akira and Vesta smiled at me. I thought they would have been pissed about being called my women, but they didn’t say a word about that.
“Thank you,” Vesta whispered.
“Yeah, thanks or whatever,” the dark-haired witch grumbled and averted her eyes, but a rosy blush rose in her pale cheeks.
“Don’t mention it.” I grinned.
After the small confrontation, I was on a high, and my head swam from the latest glass of alcohol. Even though this was technically a quiz, I was having a goddamn blast.
“Let’s get out of this room,” I told the witches.
“Sure.” Akira shrugged, and they quickly gathered up their winnings before we left the pink room.
“Do you both have enough?” I asked.
“I think so,” Vesta said. “I last counted two-hundred, but that was many hands ago, and my stack is twice the size now.”
“Same.” Akira shrugged. “I don’t need to gamble anymore.”
“But we should, since it’s fun.” I smirked as I noticed a massive, multicolored roulette in the distance. “How about roulette?”
“I’m game.” Vesta smiled. “Literally.”
“Yeah, I’m definitely ready to beat you at roulette,” Akira boasted.
“Good luck with that,” I snickered.
All three of us headed arm in arm toward the game and then took our places in three empty seats. The dealer, who looked part bear and human, scowled at us until I spilled three coins onto the table.
His demeanor then shifted, and he smiled a sharp, toothy grin.
“All in?” he asked.
“Hell, yeah,” I answered. “I’ll go with the five number bet.”
The other players gasped. This bet was a monster gamble, and the chances to win were slim.
But not for me.
I placed my bets on the five consecutive numbers, and the dealer slowly spun the wheel. His lips were curled up into a small, satisfied smirk, because he figured there was no real chance for me to win.
His smile died, though, as soon as the ball landed on each number, one after the other. Akira and Faye cheered as I collected my winnings, and I winked at the rest of the players, whose mouths hung open in disbelief.
Gambling was so much damn fun. Especially when you could predict the outcomes.
Indistinct chatter and laughter filled the air as we continued to play and wander through the rooms. I gambled more and more until my pockets were overflowing with golden coins. We’d been here for hours by now, and the music and chatter were starting to die down. People were slumped over in sofas and chairs, and they fell asleep wherever they could.
“One more game,” I suggested with a grin. “Something with … dice. I can feel that’s where my senses are leading me.”
The witches grinned as I led them to a simple, round red table where only three other creatures were playing. They looked like triplets, and all of them had pale green skin and yellow frog-like eyes.
“We’d like to join,” I said, “all three of us.”
The triplets laughed and took a swig of purple colored beer.
“Sure.” One grinned with a few brown teeth and a single gold front tooth. “Why not?”
We smiled before we sat down.
“I’ll start,” said the creature in the middle.
He rolled the dice and looked right into my eyes as they tumbled in his closed green hand.
“Well?” he said. “What’s it going to be?”
“Six,” I replied.
I could feel it so clearly, and it sent a thrilling chill up my spine.
He smirked before he tossed the dice, but then his face fell when the pair of dice showed a perfect six.
“Beginners luck,” he growled and snatched up the dice. “One more.”
“Sure.” I shrugged.
He played with the dice in his hand and stared at me as he waited for my guess.
“Two,” I said without breaking eye contact.
He violently tossed the dice, and low and behold, there was a two on the table.
The frog-like man cried out in frustration and nearly flipped the table in anger. His partner, on the other hand, just shook his head and handed me my winnings.
“I think you’d better make yourself scarce before he really loses it,” the second creature muttered as he leaned toward me and gestured to his irate companion.
“Fine by me.” I smirked as I collected my money.
We left the table, and we noticed the casino was growing even quieter. Vesta stifled a yawn as she discreetly turned
back to look at the dice table.
“What a fucking sore loser,” she grumbled. “We didn’t even get to play.”
I was about to reply, but I saw a man with a badger head walking toward us, and beside him were two larger badger-men who had muscled arms as big as my chest.
“Uh-oh,” I groaned.
“Wha--” Akira started to say, but then she saw the badger men, and her mouth snapped closed.
“Good evening, sir,” the badger-man in the middle said as he reached us.
“It is quite a good evening,” I agreed with an arched eyebrow.
“You have been quite successful tonight,” he continued as he nodded.
“Yes,” I agreed again.
“We would like to offer you a gift,” he said as he reached into his coat, and the movement was slow, but my hand still strayed to my dagger. Then he pulled out a golden key, and I let out a long breath.
“A room?” I guessed.
“The penthouse.” Badger-man smiled as he passed me the key. “We’ve prepared some … amenities up there, for you and your women.”
“Well, thank you,” I said as I gave him a nod.
“We’d appreciate it if you--” he started to say, but I interrupted him.
“We were just about to call it a night. We’ve had a good time. We’ll be leaving early tomorrow.”
“Very good, sir. Your room is on the top floor.” He nodded, and then the three of them turned around and walked through the crowd.
“I guess they are sick of us,” Akira whispered when they were gone.
“I don’t want to leave just yet,” Vesta pouted.
“We’re all a little drunk, we’ve won enough coins, and if we don’t go up to the room they gave us, we might not live until tomorrow,” I pointed out.
“True,” Akira agreed.
“And besides,” I continued, “I’m sure the room is fucking amazing. Shall we go see it?”
The two witches nodded eagerly, and we went up a flight of curved, sleek purple stairs to the top floor. The penthouse was the only door up here, and my key easily opened the door.
It was like another palace inside, with rich red carpets, polished black marble floors, and golden columns that held up thirty-foot vaulted ceilings. Every corner had a statue made out of gemstones, and a massive jacuzzi bubbled in the center of the room, but behind the jacuzzi squatted a dining table filled with brim with feasting foods and a stack of bottled wine.
“Wow,” the three of us gasped in unison as soon as we walked inside, and we stood in silence for a few moments while we glanced at the palace.
“Am I just really drunk, or is this place amazing?” Akira asked.
“Maybe both?” Vesta laughed.
“What’s in here?” Akira wondered as she walked to the right side of the foyer where a red velvet curtain hung. She pulled back the curtain, and inside there was a massive, king-sized bed covered with a red satin comforter and guarded by another light red sheer curtain canopy.
“Well, whatever will we do with this massive bed?” Vesta smirked.
“I can think of a few things,” Akira purred.
Both of the beautiful women strolled inside, and then they turned to me. Instead of the usual contempt and anger they directed toward me, there was something else in their eyes.
It was a deep, lust-filled hunger, and I smiled since I knew exactly where this was headed.
This night was definitely going to be an unforgettable one.
Chapter 12
As I entered the bedroom of the penthouse, the two witches began to strip.
Akira was more confident and aggressive, and she reached behind her and unzipped her skin-tight dress in one bold move. The fabric dropped away from her body, and she wore nothing underneath, so I was able to admire her form in its entirety. The black-eyed woman was trim and athletic. She had a slim body and a toned stomach I just wanted to lick until I reached her bare pussy. Her breasts were perfectly round, mouth-sized, creamy, and perky, with rose colored nipples that were hard and protruding, as if her body was silently begging me to fuck her.
Then I turned to Vesta, and her silver eyes stared deeply into mine as she gracefully slipped out of her glittering dress. Unlike Akira, she took her time, and her eyes never left mine as she did a strip tease in front of me. Her silky, lavender skin looked like a sweet treat I wanted to sink my teeth into, and her large breasts bounced as she tossed off her shoes. Then she flipped back her long green hair so I could take a full look at her gorgeous form. She had the perfect hourglass figure, and I couldn’t wait to wrap my fingers around her slender stomach while I drove my cock into the slit between her generous thighs, where she had a nicely trimmed patch of green hair as a landing strip for her pussy.
I stared at the two naked women, and blood rushed down to my cock at the sight of them. Their bodies were perfectly shaped, and I wanted to be inside both of them.
Now.
“Just because we want to fuck you,” Vesta whispered as she neared me, “doesn’t mean we like you. Understood?”
“And don’t fucking tell anyone,” Akira growled, but then she gasped when I reached out to run my fingers over her toned stomach.
Damn, her skin felt just like silk.
“I get it.” I grinned before I pulled Vesta into a deep kiss.
The lavender-skinned beauty moaned into my mouth while Akira got on her knees and began to pull down the zipper of my trousers. A moment later, my hard cock sprung from my pants, and the black-eyed witch almost instantly wrapped her warm lips around my tip.
“Hmmmm,” Akira purred as her mouth slid down my shaft, and my entire body felt like it was on fire as she teased circular motions across the tip of my cock with her tongue.
At the same time, my hands roamed across Vesta’s breasts, and our kiss deepened. I pinched her dark purple nipple, and she let out a small cry of pleasure into my mouth as I forced my tongue deeper down her throat.
“Damn, your cock is so fucking hard,” Akira gasped as her mouth popped off my dick, and then she eagerly sucked it back in her throat and began to run her fingers over my balls.
The feeling was exquisite, and I broke away from my kiss with Vesta so I could nibble, lick, and bite down her chest. I quickly made my way to her full breasts, and I pulled her tighter against my side as my tongue began to swirl around her right nipple.
“Ohhhh … yesssssss,” Vesta moaned, and my right hand worked down her back to cup her full ass.
Her butt cheeks were big, but they were muscular and toned, and I gave them a few squeezes with my fingers while I sucked on her delicious nipples. Soon, the green-haired girl began to pant, and I moved my fingers a bit lower and then found her sweet little entrance.
“Oh, fuck, Cole,” Vesta groaned as soon as my pointer finger slid inside of her dripping tunnel.
“You like that?” I growled as my mouth moved from one of her nipples to the other, but then I gasped as Akira sucked me deep into her mouth, and my tip grazed the back of her throat.
“Yesssss,” Vesta sighed, and then the room filled with the wet sounds of my finger sliding in and out of her while Akira gagged, licked, and sucked on my cock.
The black-haired witch was fucking fantastic with her mouth, and I knew that she’d make me cum in a few minutes if she kept sucking me, so I slowly pulled my finger out of Vesta’s velvety little tunnel, kissed her full lips, and pulled her away from me. Then I looked down at Akira and found her black eyes staring up at me with heated adoration as she slurped my full length one last time.
“Get on the bed,” I groaned as I motioned to the mattress, and then I let out a gasp as Akira’s mouth slid off my cock and the cooler temperature of the penthouse hit me. It was almost enough for me to grab her short hair and shove my dick back into her hot little mouth, but at this point I really wanted to be in each of their pussies.
We all climbed on top of the bed, they both impatiently yanked off my shirt, and I slid off my pants and underwear as if m
y life depended on it.
Both of the women were smiling now, and Vesta was the first to move toward me. She crawled over the bed like a sexy, swaying cat, and her wide hips wagged behind her enticingly. Then she slowly climbed on top of me.
“Hold on,” the lavender-skinned witch purred as she placed her knees on either side of mine, grabbed the base of my cock, looked down, and then lowered herself onto my tip.
The three of us let out a moan as soon as Vesta’s pussy lips parted around my penis, and then she cried out softly when she continued her descent and took my full length deep into her tunnel. Her pussy was sopping wet, and her eyes widened with pleasure as she slowly began to ride me. Her lavender breasts bounced as I grabbed her small waist, and then I gently moved her up and down on my cock so I scraped against her velvety walls with all sides of my cock.
“Damn, Cole. That’s… so fucking good. Ohhhh. Shit! You are so deep in me.” Vesta closed her eyes and moaned as she continued to bounce on my dick, and her hips swiveled in tantalizing figure eights.
“That’s really sexy,” Akira muttered as she began to rub her fingers over Vesta’s large breasts, but then I reached up and grabbed one of her wrists.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I growled.
“What do you mean, what the fuck am I doing?” Akira hissed as her dark eyes narrowed at me.
“Sit on my face so I can fucking eat your pussy,” I ordered as I pulled her toward me.
“Oh,” Akira chuckled. “Yeah. Okay. That sounds like a good idea.”
“Of course it is,” I gasped as Vesta ground against my cock. “Now, hurry the fuck up.”
The dark-haired witch scooted on her knees to where my head was, and then she threw her leg over my face and leaned toward Vesta so her slick pussy lips were just inches from my mouth.
“Much better,” I growled as I grabbed her slender hips with both of my hands and ran my tongue slowly up her pussy lips.
“Ohhh, fuckkkkkk,” Akira groaned as soon as I started to lick her, and then she let out a long gasp of pleasure when I pushed my tongue into her tunnel.
Akira tasted a bit spicy, almost like coconut curry mixed with cherries. I actually loved the taste, and I was soon lapping up her pussy and clit, and I rubbed her ass cheeks with my hands while I devoured her.
