Seventh Seal: A Reverse Harem Tale (Lovin' the Coven Book 7)

by Jacquelyn Faye

  "Jimmy, so help me goddess. If you cause a scene in my store, I'll flog you."

  "You promise?" He sounded a little too hopeful for my tastes. "Come on. It will be fun!" He flashed his famous, patented, boyish smile and opened his door.

  I counted to ten and then once again while I waited for him to open my door. If he was going to drag me into the store for a bit of fun, he could do it with me kicking and screaming.

  But, truth be told, I could already feel myself dampening at the thought. Jimmy had that effect on me. Whenever he mentioned the word "plan", my bits started quivering in anticipation and drooling in excitement. Basically, my vagina was a dog who heard the words, "Hey, girl. You wanna go for a ride?"

  "My Lady," he said as he opened the door and offered me his hand. I slid down out of the seat and managed not to fall on my ass as my feet wobbled on the concrete before I caught my balance. Most days, I really hated his truck. The other few, I mostly despised it.

  "Thank you, Sir James." I chuckled and moved out of the way for him to slam the door closed.

  "Come on. Let's get some coffee."

  The café was packed. But somehow Josie was expecting us and had two cups of coffee with lids prepped and off to the side of the register. She handed them to Jimmy over the glass partition without so much as a second glance. He took a sip of one and handed me the other.

  "Busier than I was expecting."

  "Foil your plans?"

  "Nope. C'mon. Let's go say hi to Jay," he offered me his hand and led us through the entrance to the store and straight to the office. It was definitely a setup.

  The closer we got, the quicker my breaths came. By the time he knocked on the door, I was practically hyperventilating. Nervously, I sipped my coffee as I walked into the dimly lit room.

  Jay was sitting at the desk. The door closed behind me and the lock clicked, echoing in the small room. "What's going on?"

  Jimmy flipped the switch and Jason smiled. "Hey, Dot."

  Narrowing my eyes at him, I took another sip of coffee, letting the liquid heat flow down my throat and warm the chill I felt creeping up my spine.

  "Is that coffee?" Jason tilted his head.

  "Uh. Yeah?"

  "Gosh. I sure could use a sip of that. I am so sleepy."

  An actor he wasn't. He sounded like he was reciting lines from a fifth-grade rendition of Romeo and Juliet. But he and Jimmy had gone through all that effort. "Would you care for a sip of my coffee?"

  "I sure would. My back hurts, though, Dot. Do you think you could lean over the desk and hand it to me?"

  I was trying so hard not to laugh. It was pathetic, yes. But it was also the cutest damn thing I had ever seen in my life. "Why sure, Jason. Let me lean over the desk and hand you this steaming cup of coffee." I pressed my legs against the desk and did just that, straining as I handed over the paper cup.

  His fingers wrapped around it.

  Jimmy canted, "Ceangail," behind me. His words melted the last bit of chill as the Scots Gaelic rolled off his tongue. It was one of the only spells I'd ever heard him cast. It was similar to the Irish I normally spoke, but the inflections and lilt were a tad bit different. Either way, I didn't care that the mahogany desk morphed, and two wooden circles reached out and bound my wrists to the surface, effectively trapping me. Jimmy's voice was still echoing in my ears and I shivered.

  "What are you doing?" I mimicked Jason's superb acting with my plea of fear.

  "We caught ourselves an evil witch, Jason. What do you think we should do with her?" Jimmy lightly slapped my butt.

  "Gosh, Jimmy. I don't know. Aren't you supposed to stake witches?"

  "No. That is vampires, Jason. But maybe we should try it and see if it works. Do you have any long hard pieces of wood we could use?"

  The entire scene had turned into an 80's B movie of epic proportions. Even Jimmy had adopted horrible acting skills. I literally had to fight not to giggle. "No! Please, Mister Witchunters, don't impale me on your massive stakes!"

  Looking over my shoulder, I saw Jimmy put his hands on his hips as he started cackling dramatically. "We will! And you will like it. And be impaled. Upon our wood. We shall drive the evil from you, vile witch!" He stepped forward and lifted my skirt. "I think I shall let the young one teach you the errors of your ways first!"

  He walked around the desk and stood beside Jason, who looked confused, horny, and horrified all at once. "Are you sure this is okay?" He whispered the question to Jimmy as he stood.

  "Trust me," Jimmy whispered back.

  "Famous last words from you. You don't work for her."

  Jason looked at me imploringly. I winked to let him know I was totally okay with the situation. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked around the desk.

  Jimmy took the seat he had just vacated and scooted a little closer, smiling at me cockily. "She's wearing too many clothes, young Jason. Why don't you divest this saucy trollop of her accoutrements?"

  "Trollop? I thought you were a witch hunter, not a pirate?"

  "I am Sir Van of Helsing, pirate witch hunter lord. And ye, the accused, shall not speak!" He leaned close to my face and whispered, "Sàmhchair," his breath caressing my cheek before leaning back in the high-backed swivel chair.

  The office became rather drafty as Jason lifted the hem of my dress off my waist and I heard the snick, snick of scissors.

  I opened my mouth to protest, it was one of my favorite dresses after all, but no words escaped. Jimmy's spell had been one of silence and I silently growled in frustration.

  Once the back had been bisected, he cut the straps from my shoulders and let the remnants flop to the desk around me. I was completely naked except for the little red pair of panties that were plastered to my flesh. It was quite obvious I liked being bound to furniture. Even if Jason cut the panties off me, they weren't going to fall off anytime soon. Unless I gushed them off.

  "Is she wet?" Jimmy asked curiously from his seat.

  Jason spread my legs and squatted. I could feel his breath against my thighs. "Holy shit. Yeah, she is."

  "Told you."

  "Yeah, yeah. You're the expert."

  "I heard you can tell if a woman is a witch by taste. Why don't you give it a shot? See if she tastes magical."

  "Oh, I'm sure she does. Should I remove her panties first, Captain Witch Hunter Pirate Lord, Sir?"

  "No. Leave them on."

  Jimmy's eyes never left mine all through their banter. He was watching my face, not the show behind me. I met his gaze and refused to look away. I may have blinked once or twice when Jason spread my ass cheeks and used his tongue to press the gusset of my panties into me. If there hadn't been a silence spell, I might have gasped, moaned, or possibly even said, "Oh, fuck."

  "She's a silent one, young Jason. See if you can get her to talk!" Jimmy leaned forward and licked my ear. "Confess to being a witch and the pleasure will stop."

  Jason slipped a finger under my panties, wet the tip, and let it slide up the sensitive skin between my opening and my ass, letting it swirl around before pressing against the closed flesh. Involuntarily, my hips bucked, and my knees banged against the front of the desk.

  "I think you found her weak spot, Seaman Jay! Keep probing."

  "Aye aye, Cap'n." The finger slid inside me up to his first knuckle while I shot daggers at Jimmy.

  Jimmy grinned back at me and put one foot up on the desk beside me, slowly unzipping his fly and pulling himself from the front of his jeans. My eyes fastened to his beautiful cock as he slowly started stroking it barely a foot from my face. "Better make sure this stake is well polished before driving it into you," he muttered and masturbated while his cohort pulled my overly wet panties from my lips and slipped his tongue inside me.

  It took me only a few minutes to come. I thrashed and pulled against my bonds as I wordlessly screamed in pleasure.

  Jason pulled away and wiped his mouth against my thighs. "She's ready, Sir."

  "Impale the lass!"


  Jason's hands gripped my hips as he drove himself inside me. He slid right in and I felt his hips spread my legs even further apart as I arched my back, finally breaking my staring contest with Jimmy. He chuckled and kept stroking his cock while Jason pulled himself free and drove back inside me.

  "Should we hear her confession?" Jimmy looked over my head at Jason.

  "No. She's enjoying this. A confession might take a while."

  "Good lad. You're learning the ways of these wicked witches."

  "Would you like a turn, Sir?"

  "Indeed, I might." Jimmy stood and walked around the desk. Jason pulled away and I silently whimpered as the full feeling left me. Jimmy stepped up and filled me back up and I sighed in relief.

  "You're definitely right. She is enjoying this." He slammed into me repeatedly. My eyes widened in shock as I got the fucking of my life. "Make her taste herself."

  Jason walked around and offered me his glistening cock. Without hesitation, I opened wide and took him nearly all into my mouth, my nose brushing against his curls.

  "Oh, fuck," he groaned.

  "Do not fill the witch's belly! If you are going to spill your seed, fill her here," Jimmy growled as he pulled free, just shy of my orgasm. I pounded my wrists against the desk in frustration as Jimmy and he switched places again. A moment later, I was filled again and Jimmy grinned as he sat back down in my chair.

  "You tell me when you're about to come, Seaman Jason."

  "Yes, Cap'n."

  Jimmy started stroking himself, using my wetness as lube as his hand glided over his silky smoothness. Jason's hand slapped my ass as he started competing against Jimmy as to who fucked me harder and faster. The skin tingled as the slap echoed in the office. I came immediately, the stinging setting me off like the fuse of a cannon.

  "Holy shit," Jason grunted.

  "She liked that?"

  "I'm not kidding. She gushed and damn near ripped my dick off."

  Jimmy chuckled and leaned over. "You like to be spanked?"

  Not being able to answer him, I just nodded as I pressed my forehead against the desk as the orgasm continued to rip through me, unending.

  "I'm going to come," Jason said through jagged breaths.

  "Do it. Fill her."

  His hips slammed against my ass and I felt his shaft throb as he emptied himself inside me, grunting in time with his spasms. "Holy fuck. Holy fuck."

  Jason collapsed atop my back, kissing my shoulder as he caught his breath.

  "You're done, Seaman. Send in the next recruit."

  "Aye, Sir."

  Next recruit? What?

  Jason zipped up his pants and I heard the door unlock and open. I sent a silent prayer to the goddess that nobody was walking past the door as it opened.

  "Hi, Mrs. Rogerson," Jimmy said with a smile and a wave. The lights above dimmed as panic surged through me. Jimmy chuckled. "I'm kidding. I don't even know a Mrs. Rogerson."

  My eyes narrowed in anger.

  "It was some guy I've never seen before."

  He was toying with my love of exhibiting myself and my fear of being seen by a customer, getting me caught up in a roller coaster of fear and excitement. A large glob of liquid slipped from inside me and clung to my thigh as it slid slowly down my leg. I wasn't sure if it was from Jason's deposit or my own excitement.

  The door clicked closed behind me. I turned my head to look, but Jimmy put his hands on either side of my face. "No. Don't look. Let's see how well you know your lovers." He looked up and nodded.

  The head of one of their cocks slipped inside me. I knew in a fraction of an instant that it was Chief. Nobody else filled me nearly as much. By the time he was fully buried inside, there wasn't a doubt in my mind. I wanted to scream but couldn't. His calloused hands gripped my hips as he slowly started to move.

  "Well? Who is it?"

  I mouthed the word, "Chief," and closed my eyes.

  "You're right. But that was kind of an easy one, wasn't it?"

  I nodded without looking.

  "Are you surprised he dove in for sloppy seconds?"

  Again, I nodded, smiling at the pleasure that was radiating from inside me like a Chernobyl meltdown.

  "How does she feel, Chief?"

  "Fucking incredible."

  Jimmy kissed my closed eye. "He's the one who turned you in, you know. He told us you were a witch and came up with a fitting punishment. Told us all about your fondness for desks…"

  I was too happy to care. Grinning, I opened my eyes and smiled at Jimmy who was still stroking his cock.

  "I don't think I care for your silence, wench. I want to hear your grunts and moans of pleasure! Bruidhinn!" His canting timed with Chief's thrust and I grunted as I was filled for the hundredth time.

  "Fuck you, Jimmy," I moaned in ecstasy.

  "Not yet. You still have three more inquisitors.

  Wait. What?

  "I told you payback was a bitch." He winked at me and then looked up at Chief. "Hurry up, Bill. There's a line for this attraction, you know."

  "Oh. It won't be long…" He wasn't lying either. Chief had a mellow voice, silky smooth. When he was excited…it dropped a few octaves and took up resident in his throat, almost a rasp.

  "Oh, fuck. I'm coming," I screeched and started convulsing, trying to drag my ass over the top of the desk and get Chief's cock out of me. His hands held me firm as he pulled back and thrust into me as hard as he could. It didn't amplify my orgasm, it exploded it. And me. I managed to throw one leg up over the desk as I ground my clit against the rounded edge of the desk as Chief unleashed a torrent inside me. My hips bucked and ground my poor little clit into oblivion as I accidently smacked the side of my head against the wooden surface while I convulsed and panicked. Nothing should have felt that good. Ever.

  "Woah. Easy there, Chief. Don't kill her," Jimmy said amusedly as Chief held my hips and caught his breath, twitching inside me.

  "The fuck," I managed to whisper and moan, pulling against my restraints in an effort to bury my face in my hands and weep.

  "Next!" Jimmy called out jovially.

  Chief chuckled and stroked my ass lovingly before zipping himself up and straightening his uniform. I watched him from the corner of my eye, flashing him a happy smile as he turned and left.

  "That was a good one, eh!" Jimmy rubbed my shoulders.

  "Fuck off. You're so dead."

  "Oh, shush. You can stop this anytime you want. Just admit to being a witch."

  "Never!" I chuckled and braced myself for the next contestant.

  The door opened, and once again Jimmy turned my head. "Let's see if you guess this one right."

  As soon as his hand touched my ass, I knew it was Shea. I could feel him in my head before I felt him dip inside my sopping insides. "Shea," I said with a lazy smile.

  "I think you're cheating."

  I nodded. "I can feel him in my head."

  "So unfair." Jimmy pouted as Shea pulled himself free of my pussy and pressed the tip of his cock at the entrance to my ass.

  "Ooh," I grunted and braced myself.

  Compared to the others, he was positively gentle as he slowly worked himself inside me. I flattened myself out against the desk and let the different sensations of ecstasy fill me completely. Jimmy's hand was moving a little faster than before. His eyes even had that glazed look of getting closer.

  "He's in my ass," I whispered to Jimmy.

  "I know. Everything this night is well orchestrated to optimize the finale."

  "Oh?" The conversation was helping to edge the overwhelming orgasm building up inside me.

  "You bet your ass."

  "I can't. It belongs to Shea right now."

  "He's worried about hurting you. Do you want him to go harder or faster?"

  "He's perfect right now. It feels sooo good. Thank you."

  "You're welcome," Jimmy answered and his face lit up.

  "I was talking to Shea."

  Shea's giggle behind me doubled my s
mile.

  "She said to go faster, Shea." Jimmy chuckled evilly.

  "What's that, Lady? Jimmy wishes to trade places with you?" Shea's evil chuckle was almost creepy. A shiver, that had nothing to do with pleasure, raced up my spine.

  Jimmy actually groaned a little.

  "I think he likes that idea, Shea," I managed to stammer as my orgasm got a little closer.

  "Perhaps next time, Lady. I am about to come."

  "Do it. Fill me even more."

  His hips bucked a little faster, almost curling against me as he fought to drive himself a little bit further inside me. He swelled inside me as his cum fought against the constricting of my muscles as it finally escaped inside me. His movements picked up speed as he slipped in and out of me with ease. It was enough to push me over the edge and I brought my knee up on the desk while we both rode out the sensations overwhelming us.

  "Next!"

  Shea fastened his leather pants and slipped out the door. Ellis came in and stared in shock for a moment before freeing himself and taking Shea's place. "Are you sure, my Aiqua?"

  "Fuck me, Ellis. Fill me."

  "As you wish."

  He slid right in as squishing and slapping noises filled the small office. Leaving my knee on the desk, I turned and grinned at Jimmy as he continued pleasuring himself. "Want me to suck that?"

  "No. I'll come."

  "Isn't that your goal?"

  "No. I'm saving this for you."

  "I could take it in my mouth. Then I'd have cum in all my holes."

  "Is that what you want?"

  "Yes. Let me taste you."

  He groaned and stood, unable to stop himself. As soon as his head touched my bottom lip, I sucked him into my mouth. If there were a way to bring Dar into the office and have him fill my ass, I would have. Sex with the guys was almost getting out of control and I loved every fucking sticky moment of it all.

  Ellis pumped my pussy full of cum with a loud groan of pleasure, pulled himself out wordlessly and left. A minute later, Dar came in and plunged himself inside me.

  My thighs and calves were dripping with the evidence of our lovemaking. I had a demon cock inside my canal and a cock in my mouth. Life couldn't have possibly gotten any better.

  "Do it, Dar," Jimmy managed to grunt.