Third Charm: A Reverse Harem Tale (Lovin' the Coven Book 3)

by Jacquelyn Faye

  He sighed, almost expecting my answer. "Thanks, Dot. That, and you, mean a lot to me."

  "And you to me. Good luck with Alista."

  "It's kind of funny… I almost hope it doesn't work out," he said with a small, sad smile and kissed me on my cheek before he pulled the door open and left me standing there, struggling not to call him back and change his mind…

  I counted to ten before I walked out of the room. As soon as I joined the others, who were busy talking animatedly to Dar, Jimmy looked over at me and raised his eyebrow questioningly. I gave him a small shake of my head and a smile. He nodded in understanding. That, to me, was a marker of an outstanding relationship, when words didn't even have to be spoken to have a conversation. My heart felt a little lighter.

  "Night everybody," Dennis said and headed for the front door.

  "Night!"

  He spared one last look and a wave for me before slipping out the door. I sighed and wished him the best of luck.

  Pouring myself a glass of wine first, I sat back down at the table, tucking a foot underneath me. Dar gave me a smile and resumed talking to Candace, about what, I had no idea. I was only half-listening, just enjoying the company. I spent most of my first ninety-nine years alone, sometimes with Josie, sometimes with Derek, but I'd never been surrounded by a group of people, simply because they wanted to be there. Now it was more common than not. It was a striking difference between my mother an me. The only groups of people around her were men pawing at her, or if I was going to be honest, her pawing at them. They weren't lovers. They weren't boyfriends. They were just walking sex toys that talked, sometimes. When she removed the ball gags.

  Jimmy, Jason, Dennis, and even sometimes Chief, I wanted to hear. Wanted to know what they were thinking and feeling. Sometimes I just wanted them to tell me everything was going to be okay. I couldn't imagine being with someone just for sex.

  You okay? Yuki's voice intruded on my thoughts.

  Other than the rampant demon problem? Actually, yes. Just enjoying the crowd.

  You looked lost in thought.

  Just thinking about how special each and every one of you are to me.

  Even Dar and me?

  Especially the two of you. It might have been a couple of happy accidents, but I'm glad you're mine.

  Me, too. She gave me a shy smile from across the table.

  I do not understand, you do not wish me to leave? Dar's voice held a confused tone. I'd been unaware he was listening, or that he could.

  If it weren't for the whole turning into a witch-demon thing, I'd let you stay in a heartbeat.

  He'd been speaking out loud, holding two conversations at once, which was impressive to me since I couldn't rub my head and pat my belly at the same time, but he gave a short bark of laughter, mid-sentence. Candace looked from him to me, almost like she knew.

  The game was on. I wanted to see how many times I could make him laugh while he was talking to other people.

  This might be more fun than Sudoku, I thought to myself.

  "In the planes of Gehenna, both food and drink are hard to come by. Most of the denizens, the ones capable of social interaction, have banded together in cities," he told Candace who seemed to be enthralled by his words.

  You know. I think I might actually like the blue skin and red eyes thing…

  His eyes darted to me and then settled back on Candace, as he continued his tale.

  Wish all guys had horns like yours. Those would make good handle bars.

  He stumbled over his next words and continued on, valiantly, until Yuki started snickering next to him.

  "Lady, you are being impolite," Candace chastised me. I gave her a wink.

  "What's she doing?" Jason asked, slurring his words a little. He had a half a dozen empty beer bottles in front of him and was working on another.

  "Trying to disrupt my conversation with mind speech."

  "I'm jealous. I always wanted telepathy," Jason said as he took another sip of his beer. He seemed to have slowed down, but there was no way in Gehenna I was letting him drive home.

  "You wouldn't want to have telepathy around Dot. You'd blush to death," Jimmy said with a chuckle.

  "Probably. But what a way to go."

  "You ready for bed, sweetie? I'm exhausted," Josie said to Candace.

  She nodded and gave Dar a smile as thanks for his stories. "Good night," she said softly and walked around the table to give me a hug before following Josie.

  "I'm tired, too. Jason, you're staying here."

  "I am?" He looked up at me in shock.

  "Yeah. I'm not letting you drive like that."

  "Oh. Okay." He sounded disappointed.

  I noticed Jimmy staring at him, a small smile playing across his face. He was up to no good, I recognized the look and could almost smell the smoke from his plotting little brain. I rolled my eyes and got up from the table.

  "Night, kids," I said to Yuki and Dar.

  "Night, Lady," they both said harmoniously. It was beyond creepy.

  I downed my wine and headed for my bed. Jimmy could plot all he wanted, but I was tired as fuck. If he woke me up, he was going to find out just how part demon I could be.

  Chapter 16

  Waking up with a heavy arm draped over my stomach was really nice, except I'd been woken up by my bladder. Not so nice. I reached down to slide Jimmy's arm off me to sneak out the other side of the bed when I noticed the bare back sandwiching me in the middle of the bed…

  I looked up at the hair and new it was Jason in an instant. The name of Herb's special, the Dotwich, took on a whole new meaning.

  Holy shit.

  You okay? Yuki's sleepy voice penetrated my panic.

  There are two guys in my bed. What do I do?

  Google it. I'm going back to sleep.

  Sorry.

  Ironically, I had googled two guys in bed before… I don't think it would help my situation any.

  I started slowly inching my way to the end of the bed, trying desperately not to wake them. Maybe if I peed and went and had some coffee, they would snuggle up to each other and forget I was there.

  Holy shit that thought is hot.

  I almost gasped at how much I really did like that idea.

  What the hell is wrong with me?

  I shouldn't have paused to daydream. I should have got while the getting was good. Jimmy's hand slid back over my waist, pulling himself closer to me and resting his head above mine.

  "Love you," he mumbled in his sleep.

  My bladder took second place to the goofy grin that spread across my face. But then bladder came around the outside and passed goofy grin to take the lead when he started kneading my stomach with his open palm.

  "Ji-ii-im-my," I hissed at him in undulating tones.

  His eyes blinked open and he drew in a breath as he stretched, pressing down on my tummy even harder.

  "Stop!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "I have to pee, quit pushing."

  "Oh, sorry." He lifted his hand, and decorum aside, I flew off the end of the bed and raced to the bathroom. I'd worn an oversized T-shirt and panties to bed. I didn't do well under pressure and the panties had to be abandoned into the hamper. At least the T-shirt was long enough to cover me completely. It hung down to my knees.

  I washed my hands, ran my toothbrush over my teeth, and quietly opened the bathroom door. Both of them were lying on their backs, asleep. Jimmy had both of his hands on his stomach over the comforter and Jason had pulled an arm over his eyes when he rolled over. They were quite adorable, and I could have stood there watching them for a while… but coffee.

  I tried sneaking past Jimmy to head into the kitchen, but he held his hand out for me. I couldn't resist. He was better than coffee, most of the time. I put my hand in his and he pulled me closer, wanting a kiss. A kiss was acceptable. Smiling at him as I tucked my stray hair behind my ear, I leaned over to give him a gentle one so I could caffeinate myself properly.

  Tr
usting him had been a huge error on my part.

  As I leaned over, he let go of my hand and snaked it around my back, pulling me over on top of him and trapping me in his embrace before rolling me back over into the middle of the bed.

  "Where do you think you're going?"

  "Jimmy," I whined. "I want coffee."

  "Just think how much better that coffee is going to taste after I hold you in my arms for five more minutes and plant little kisses on your neck and face."

  I shuddered. That did sound awfully tempting…

  "Five minutes," I whispered.

  "You fool, now that you are in my trap, I shall never let you go!"

  I squealed as quietly as I could as he started gnawing on my neck while he rolled on his side to face me. I rolled away from him to save myself the indignity of exposing myself as being super ticklish. I counted slowly, backward, in Spanish as he made nom-nom noises on my neck and bit me playfully with his lips.

  "Damn it. You're not ticklish," he whispered.

  "Nope."

  "That's just wrong. Beautiful women such as yourself, should always be ticklish. It gives us mortals even ground."

  "You are such a sweet talker. But there is a flaw in your logic. You're not mortal," I said and turned my head, kissing the side of his mouth.

  "But I feel mortal when I'm around you. Like I was born yesterday, grew up loving you, begged to grow old with you just to die in your arms, and start the whole cycle over again each day."

  "What the fuck, Jimmy?" I managed to stammer as the tears burst from my eyes like an un-dammed river.

  He turned me into a blubbering, gibberish monster with one sentence. I flipped around and buried my face in his chest as he kissed my head and stroked my back. I fell back asleep, my last thoughts of gratefulness I had skipped the coffee.

  I must have just dozed off for only a few minutes because I woke back up in the same position with a still-damp face, Jimmy still holding me, but Jason spooning me from behind. His arm was tucked between my stomach and Jimmy's.

  Jimmy had a strange look in his eye…

  "What?"

  "Nothing," he said with a smile.

  "Don't be getting any ideas."

  "It's not me you have to worry about," he whispered back, kissing me on the nose.

  Jason softly called my name in his sleep as he pulled himself against me with the arm wedged between Jimmy and I, grinding himself against me and whimpering softly. His hardness was pressing my T-shirt where it didn't belong, too.

  "Somebody's having a good dream," Jimmy whispered with a little chuckle.

  "I'm going to wake him up before he embarrasses the hell out of himself."

  "You just don't want him to finish on your shirt."

  I glared at him and he chuckled harder.

  "You should roll over. The movement will probably wake him."

  "What are you plotting, Jimmy Duncan?"

  "I know not of which you speak."

  "Uh huh."

  He kissed my nose again. "Please?" He gave me a crooked grin.

  I sighed and rolled over. Jason's arm didn't move, he didn't roll over, nor did he wake up… "Now what?" I whispered over my shoulder.

  "Nothing. My arm was asleep, and I wanted you to roll over."

  My head snapped to the side. "You're a shit."

  "Yep." He leaned in and caught my lips with his.

  I melted into the kiss, leaning back for more as his hand settled on my hip, gently sliding up and down. Even in the throes of a passionate kiss, I couldn't help but notice he was inching up my shirt. It barely covered my ass when I pulled free and narrowed my eyes at him. "Really?"

  "Really," he said and kissed me again. Harder.

  I started to moan into his mouth when his hand reached down and slid back up under my shirt, gently caressing the skin over my hip. Little ripples of pleasure sent goosebumps down my leg as I tried to roll over more. His hand stopped me.

  "What are you doing?"

  "You'll see."

  His hand glided forward, tracing little circles over my lower tummy, unable to go higher with Jason's arm over me. He let his fingers brush through my tuft of hair and gently touch my lips below. The breath I'd been holding without realizing escaped in a soft moan.

  His lips grazed my shoulder as his teeth playfully nipped, never biting, but sending chills down my spine. He brought his hand back over my hip, sliding over my ass and down to the juncture of my thighs. He pushed them forward until my knees were tucked against Jason.

  Moving from my shoulder, he kissed the base of my neck. I pushed my head against the pillow, exposing more of the side, wanting him to kiss me more. He was eager to please and suckled on the skin below my ear. My moan became a groan as he slipped a finger over my lips between my thighs. I spread my legs a little more for him.

  Two more fingers joined the first as he found my opening and spread my wetness around. Gently, his middle finger slipped inside me as the other two continued their caressing motion. My hips angled backward, exposing myself more to him. Deeper he went and faster he rubbed. My breathing became panting and my eyes opened in shock as Jason's hand began caressing my back.

  He was awake, for how long I don't know, but he was watching my face with a curious little smile. I gasped as Jimmy's suckling became a more than playful bite. As I groaned at the sensation it caused, Jason leaned in and kissed me, stifling the sound. My hands slid over his chest and clenched his shoulders as I rode the pleasure.

  Jimmy shifted behind me and his fingers left me for a moment, only to be replaced by something much longer and thicker. I felt the tip of him as he aligned himself and then drove it inside me. Involuntarily pulling away from the kiss with Jason, I threw back my head in ecstasy as he filled me in one fluid motion.

  "Fuck me," I whimpered.

  "I am," Jimmy replied.

  Trying to ignore the pleasure from behind, I studied Jason's eyes. They had met mine and refused to look away. His lips were slightly parted, and his breathing was far from normal. He was enjoying watching me.

  "You can touch me. I won't bite," I said between ragged gasps.

  He looked down at my exposed chest, and I could feel his hunger. I could also see his hesitation as he blushed furiously. It made me want him even more and for the life of me, I couldn't understand what was going on with me. We hadn't done anything more than kiss, but all of my inhibitions had flown out of the window as my guard around him fell.

  "Are you sure?" His voice quivered as his eyes began repeatedly darting from my eyes to my chest.

  "If…I weren't…I wouldn't have, oh my goddess, yes." I paused to take a breath, Jimmy nearly pushing me over the edge as he picked up his pace. "I wouldn't have offered, Jason."

  He reached out tentatively, letting the tip of his finger glide over my nipple, testing the water. I shuddered from the sensation, reached down and grabbed his wrist, bringing the finger to my lips. I stared into his icy blue eyes and licked the tip before taking his finger into my mouth and wrapping my tongue around it as I sucked.

  He groaned and pulled the finger away, before diving to my chest, finding my right nipple with his lips as he awkwardly sucked me in. He grazed my flesh with his teeth and a gasp escaped my lips. Unfortunately, he mistook it for a sigh of pleasure. He had nowhere near the amount of experience as Jimmy or Chief, but I had all the time in the world to teach him.

  "Easy," I whispered, running my fingers through his baby soft hair.

  "Sorry," he said.

  I shook my head and pulled him tighter against my breast.

  He switched from lips and teeth to suction and tongue and he knew he had the right combination when I groaned his name.

  Jimmy pulled my hips against him, driving himself in as far as he could before beginning a slower rhythm that felt incredible. My senses were quickly becoming overwhelmed from everything they were doing to me, yet I still wanted more.

  "Touch him," Jimmy whispered in my ear.

  I reached
down and found Jason straining against his boxers. "Take them off."

  Without stopping, he reached down and slid them over his hip, using his legs to shimmy them down far enough to lift his leg and push them down and off him. As soon as he settled, I reached for him. He was hard and hot, silky and smooth in my hand as I began pumping him. He pulled away from my breast and slid up, kissing me as he gently cupped my breast.

  I had to break the kiss when he delicately pinched my nipple between his thumb and finger.

  "Oh, Jason."

  "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

  A ripple of pleasure ripped through me that had nothing to do with the fingers on my nipple or the cock pounding inside me. It was enough to tip the scales as my orgasm took over. I started shaking and bucking against Jimmy as he increased his pace. As it passed, I opened my eyes, reaching behind me and stopping Jimmy's thrusts for a moment while I breathed in some much-needed air.

  "Don't move for a minute."

  Jimmy chuckled behind me and leaned in to kiss my shoulder.

  "I said don't move!" I laughed as his shifting sent another few waves of pleasure through me, almost triggering another orgasm. "Just lay still. Just for a minute."

  "Wow," was all Jason could manage to say.

  "Save the wows for when our work is done," Jimmy said over my shoulder.

  Jason's eyes got a little wider and I stifled a giggle. He really was too cute for his own good. I reached back down and took him in my hand again, just holding him. He propped his head up on his hand and drank in my body. I swear I could feel his gaze as it traveled over every inch of me.

  With a smile, he leaned over and kissed my chest, just above my breasts. I gave him a little squeeze and started stroking him again.

  "Do you want him in you?" Jimmy's voice whispered in my ear, giving me a chill.

  I turned my head until I could see his eye. A thousand arguments flittered through my head on why I should say no, but I didn't. I nodded.

  "Roll over."

  Jimmy pulled himself free and ran his hand over my hip. I straightened my legs, and rolled over to face him, offering myself to Jason. Jimmy watched his face as he looked me over like a kid on Christmas. He didn't know what to do or where to touch first.