Sia (Naughty Witches Book 3)

by Erin R Flynn

  “I would do that any morning you slept over,” I promised her before kneeling and worshipping her right there in the brew house, where we were alone.

  It worked though and she started to get more comfortable with me.

  First it was one night a week of sleeping over, then two, and by the first week of March, she was in my bed three nights a week. I didn’t poke at it. I didn’t make it a thing, and I certainly didn’t draw her attention to it, but it was progress and kept me patient as she was worth it.

  The middle of March it once again paid off as she snuggled with me in bed after we’d had some insane sex and play on her altar because of a meteor shower or comet or something. Honestly, I didn’t pay attention, I just wanted the excuse to go all out with her. But we were spent and she was being extra affectionate with me.

  “That was perfect,” I praised as I ran my fingers through her hair. “You’re so perfect, Sia.”

  She hummed happily, her hair such a hot button for her. “You’re amazing too. I—thank you for all you’ve done with our meals and getting me on a better diet. I love it. I feel so much better, especially now that my stress is going down too.”

  “I’m glad.” I kissed her neck as I teased her nipple. “I enjoy taking care of my witch.”

  She glanced at me over her shoulder. “I know, and I want to take care of you better.” She licked her lips and my spent dick tried to recover from just that but he would need more time. “I asked Meave for a glamour charm to hide you if you wear it. Travis asked someone out and they’ve got their first date for some event at the end of the month, so tomorrow is his last night playing.”

  My completely spent cock recovered to the point it was almost painful as what she was getting at sunk in. I leaned over and kissed her. “You want me to watch?”

  “You said you wanted to try it,” she panted as I turned her on her back. “You thought you’d be into it, right? You’ve been such a good boy that I thought why not try it? And you get along with Travis, so even if he doesn’t know you’re there it could be… I don’t know but I want to be good to you too.”

  “You always are,” I promised.

  “Am I?” she checked, not to feed her ego, but I heard the doubt in her voice.

  Months of being together and she hadn’t committed to me. I hadn’t asked her to, but most wouldn’t think that being good to their partner.

  “You always are,” I swore to her. “And yes, I want to watch him fuck my witch.”

  I didn’t give her time to reply, but noted she swallowed loudly at what I called her. I moved to straddle her, letting her see that I was hard for her again.

  She licked her lips and pushed up her tits for me. I moaned and slid my cock between them, loving how she licked the tip when I did this.

  “Thinking of someone else fucking me gets you like this?”

  “Yes.”

  “Such a greedy boy. Such a kinky boy. I love it,” she moaned as I reached back and teased her clit. “I can’t. I came too much already.”

  “Come for me again,” I demanded, getting my fingers wet and flicking them how she liked. “Be greedy with me, Sia. Be greedy so I can be greedy with you. I want to be so greedy and watch any of them fuck you. I want to see all the pleasure my witch has.”

  “I love when you beg,” she whimpered and then finished. I did as well, staring down at her and gasping. I moaned as she ran her fingers through my spunk and licked it up. “Don’t you have a mess to clean up too?”

  “If I do, I’m giving you another orgasm.”

  “Greedy boy,” she teased me, laughing when I did it.

  For the first time with her in my arms, I had trouble falling to sleep. I was excited for what we were going to share next.

  Fine, it was another man, but she was letting me in.

  And him moving on opened up another night I might be able to have of hers. Over half the week fucking thrilled and excited me.

  Work was excruciatingly slow, but when it was finally over and we were heading back to the house, I shocked her by following her into her bedroom. I cornered her against the wall and kissed her.

  “Wear that lingerie set I got you. Wear it for me while he enjoys my witch. Please? Fuck, please, Sia? That would be so fucking hot.”

  “All right,” she agreed, her eyes glazing over. She found the charm for me to wear and handed it over. “Go wait for us.”

  I nodded and slipped it over my head, heading to the guest room and moving the chair in there closer towards the window like she’d pushed it out of the way but really, it gave me a better view. And I was so glad I did when she came strutting into the room wearing the deep green set, stockings, and ultra high heels.

  “Fuck, Sia, this is one hell of a goodbye outfit,” Travis muttered as he started yanking off his clothes. “It makes me almost hope things don’t work out with my date.”

  She clucked her tongue as she lay on the bed. “Don’t act like you can come back to my bed after. I don’t put up with that. You want to move on, good for you, but I’m not some rebound skank you just—”

  “You’re right, of course,” he interrupted. “Sorry, bad joke and no blood in my head. You look so fucking good I can’t use my brain.”

  She stretched out on the bed and pushed up her tits while looking at where I was. When she met my eyes I realized she could still see me.

  “As long as men know if they leave my bed they can’t come back. I don’t play that way.”

  I nodded, hearing her loud and clear and glad I wasn’t an idiot who would ever leave her bed.

  Travis moved onto the bed with her and kissed her silly before moving down her body. She kept looking back at me as he played with her tits before moving to her pussy.

  She groaned when I pulled out my monster and stroked it for her, Travis having no clue what we were doing.

  “More, fuck, do it more,” she whimpered.

  “You’re so fucking wet tonight. Damn, Sia, you really wanted to say goodbye the right way,” Travis muttered before giving her more.

  My dick twitched as I realized she was extra turned on because I was there.

  Fuck, that was hot. And it was hot watching him eat her out. I couldn’t believe I was into it but I was. I was because I knew she would come back to me, be in my bed again.

  He might have known her longer and been with her more, but she was my fucking witch now and he was just borrowing her for the night.

  I almost blew when I realized that was how I really felt.

  “Again,” she begged as she rolled to her knees and presented her ass to him. Travis ate her as she watched me, touching her tits and licking her lips until I came when she did. “I want you to fuck me so hard I ache for days.”

  “Oh damn, yeah, me too,” Travis groaned as he moved behind her on the bed and grabbed one of her bespelled condoms.

  I gave Sia a full smile when I saw the condom go on his cock. I didn’t have to do that. I went bare with her and she loved it. I got to finish inside of my witch in any way I wanted.

  That guy better cover his dick and keep his spunk away from my witch.

  Her eyes flashed shock at my reaction and whatever she was getting off of me, but then gasped as Travis thrust into her. Her gaze never left mine as Travis drilled her the best he could.

  It was nothing like I could give her but she enjoyed it still, the familiar touches and his praise.

  When they finished, I noted the way she acted, as if he’d given her enough to make her spent. I knew she did it to boost his ego, but I knew the truth and she needed much more than that to sate her.

  My witch was greedy like that.

  “I wish I could keep going like I was your age,” Travis panted when they were done, kissing her shoulder. “Thank you for everything, Sia. I can’t even tell you what you’ve done for me has meant.”

  She rolled over and gave him a real smile. “I believe I enjoyed it tons too.” She sat up and kissed him gently. “Be happy, Travis. I hope you find every
thing you’re looking for.”

  “You too, doll,” he murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I hope you realize you’re worth being loved and maybe have something real with Deon. He’s so, so in love with you, Sia.”

  “What?” she gasped, her eyes going wide.

  He chuckled. “Oh, we all know, doll. You two aren’t fooling anyone. He watches you with that hungry look of a man who knows the taste of his prey. He’s so patient with you and you need that instead of being patient and focused on all of us. I know you have a lot of scars too, but he’s healing them. Let him. You deserve someone who looks at you like nothing else in the world matters.”

  “I-I didn’t—he doesn’t—”

  “He does,” Travis promised. “And in your heart you know it’s right because you keep letting him have more of your nights. Listen to yourself, doll.” He gave her another kiss. “And don’t make it official until after June. I have July in the betting pool and a lot on him coming up with another project so he has a reason to stay longer.

  “He might have done baby steps in stages for you, but it wasn’t completely selfless. Everything he’s done could have been finished in a few months for the same money.

  “He wanted a chance to be with you. Let him, Sia. A man who knows your kink and can let you be with others and still handle all you need help with and feed you and everything else is the man perfect for you.”

  She gaped at him before huffing. “You have a betting pool? I’m—I don’t even know where to start. Fine, fine, off with you then.”

  “Jimmy thinks something happened New Year’s Eve but I think it was before that,” he pushed even as he stood and took care of the condom. “Tell me it was before.”

  “I cannot believe—you assholes.”

  He burst out laughing, but I was as shocked as she was.

  “Your Saturday night is worried he’s about to get bumped and asked me what I thought about him trying to invite Deon to join you guys so Deon wouldn’t shoulder him out. Carrie was talking about finding jobs for him in the area so he moves here because you’re so much happier than she’s ever seen you.”

  “Okay, that’s enough,” she groaned, rolling to sit up.

  Travis pushed her back down and then knelt on the floor. “One more taste before I go. I want to always remember how you sound as I eat you.”

  So she let him, focused completely on him this time instead of me. I’d noted how her cheeks flushed with what he’d said and I wasn’t sure if it was because of what was said or it was in front of me.

  Either way, I was curious for when he left.

  She cleaned up and walked him out, coming back to the room with a hesitant look. I took off the charm even if she could see me and how hard I still was for her.

  I felt like a predator as I watched every move she made as she strutted towards me on those fucking delicious heels. She held out her hand to me and pulled me to stand when I took it.

  And then she dropped to her knees, staring up at me. “Thank you for that. I cannot believe you serious got into watching that.”

  “I did and I want to see more,” I promised her. “Is this my reward?”

  “Yes, and apparently you’ve been so extra good to me everyone else has noticed so I need to make sure I appreciate that.”

  Did she ever. Her lips stretched wide around my monster as she did her best to take it.

  I was shocked that there was finally something she wasn’t completely amazing at. Yes, it was amazing, but she was hesitant and unsure of herself, which wasn’t like her.

  That made it so much hotter for me because I realized she’d not given head much and I was special.

  Which made me finish too fast. I warned her and she swallowed what I gave her, looking shocked, and I wasn’t sure if was the taste or amount but it was hot.

  “That was mind-blowing,” I praised her.

  “You’re still hard,” she murmured as she held out her hand to me. I helped her stand and she moved to the bed. “Do you want more?”

  I nodded. “But he’s right that I want more of you too. If I come to that bed and please my witch, I think Wednesdays should be mine too, don’t you?”

  She studied me and then teased her pussy lips but I didn’t look, keeping her eyes. “Were you planning other projects to stay longer?”

  “Yes—I have a list.”

  She shivered. “Make me scream and Wednesdays are yours.”

  That was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. I took two steps to her, set my glasses on the nightstand, and pounced. I turned her over so she was on all fours and slammed my cock in her.

  “Did he feel this good? Did he make you ache like you wanted? No, you needed me to please you, to fuck you like the naughty witch who wants big cock, right?”

  “Yes, yes, fuck, yes, please fuck me, baby,” she mewled. She shocked me by moving her arms behind her back like she was restrained. “Fuck your naughty witch, you jealous, greedy boy.”

  Damn, that was hot. She was letting me have a jealous rant after. I was so, so done for.

  I clamped my hand around one wrist and her arm, able to hold her that way, and set a punishing pace to fuck my witch. She screamed in delight as I hit her cervix harder than I ever had before.

  I didn’t stop when she came, pounding into her with all I had. I brought her a second time and pushed her for a third, following her over when I couldn’t last any longer.

  And I just kept coming. Her body milked two orgasms out of me, which I didn’t know men could even have like that. She went limp but I pulled her up and held her to me, nipping her earlobe.

  “Apparently I have a kink of watching my sexy woman be fucked by another man and then get aggressive with her and reassert myself as the best she’s had,” I muttered, wanting to see how she felt about that.

  “So I noticed,” she panted, a thin sheen of sweat covering our bodies. “I seem to be into that. I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked like that. I want it again. Will you do this again with me, please?”

  “Yes, but I want something greedy in return.” I smiled when she shivered but worried she wouldn’t agree. “Let me in your bed tonight, Sia.” I moved my hands over her when she flinched. “Just tonight, I promise. I need to be closer to you after what we shared. Let me in. Aren’t I always so good to you when you let me in?”

  She swallowed loudly. “Okay, just tonight.” She let out a shaky breath. “Please don’t make me regret it. I’ve never let a man stay in my bed before.”

  “Thank you, goddess. Thank you.”

  I hugged her to me and I was so happy she was giving me the chance I swore I was seconds from breaking down. I needed her so much, and if she would just give me more chances to show her that, I knew we would be perfect.

  “I’m going to carry you there and spoil you rotten. Do you want wine or that IPA you like?”

  “Are we celebrating?”

  “I think we have lots to celebrate after what we shared today, but more than that, yes, something good happened I’ve been dying to tell you.”

  “Then crack open something from the shipment we got from Tallulah. I want to try some of that,” she said. I was about to pull away but she moved her hands to my ass. “Wait, not yet. Stay in me.”

  “I’ll never leave you as long as you want me, Sia,” I promised, hoping she knew it was about more than sex and my cock in her.

  She angled her head and accepted my kiss, almost as desperate for me as I was for her for once, which thrilled me to no end. She moaned as I got fully hard inside of her again.

  “I don’t know I can again yet. You really fucked me good.”

  “Too much?”

  “Once in a while would be perfect. Please don’t think I didn’t enjoy it, I did. You’re so big and fuck, you are so strong and—”

  “I get it,” I promised. “It would be too much all the time. Maybe just when you make me jealous so you’re walking funny tomorrow and remembering who fucks you best.”

  “
You greedy boy,” she groaned as I pulled out of her.

  “I’m your greedy boy,” I teased, smiling at her fully.

  “What was the smile earlier?” she asked as I swung her up in my arms. “Your aura lit up and it was… Something. What were you thinking about?”

  “Promise not to freak?”

  “I will do my best because I really want to know what made you so happy.”

  “He puts on a condom and I fuck you bare. I make love to you and my everything fills your perfect, sweet, and heavenly pussy. But they wear condoms.”

  “Shit, that’s hot it made you so thrilled.” She smiled when I just grunted. “You’re the only man who’s fucked me bareback in decades, Deon.”

  “Woman, don’t wave that red flag in front of me again,” I warned, amusing her to no end. I set her on the counter in her bathroom, smiling at her when she pushed my hair out of my face. “Time for a cut?”

  “I like it longer,” she admitted. “It’s sexy. I think you might look extra hot with a ponytail hair falls out of with those sexy glasses.”

  I studied her, shocked she felt that way. “You’ve never judged me as broken for having those.”

  Her eyes went wide. “Why the fuck would you ever think that? I would never—”

  “No, my mother always said it was proof I was a defective half breed. Real witches don’t wear glasses.”

  She snorted. “Oh, fuck that cunt. I’m really going to bitch-slap her one day. That is complete shit, Deon. Needing glasses is genetics or eye strain or whatever. Some kids need them and others don’t from the same family.

  “I don’t know how it works but it doesn’t make you defective. My grandmother was a powerful witch and needed reading glasses after she was several centuries old. You’re not a half breed—”

  I kissed her, cupping her face as I did like she was the most precious thing in the world, because she was. No one had ever defended me like that or got angry on my behalf for the way I’d been treated.

  Some pitied me or were saddened that it had happened, but I had not a doubt in my head Sia would beat my mom’s ass if they met.

  “I love the glasses,” she promised. “I only wish sometimes you wore contacts so I know you can see me during naughty times like I see you.”