Just Witch It

by ERIN BEDFORD

  Just Witch It

  Erin Bedford

  Just Witch It © 2019 Embrace the Fantasy Publishing, LLC

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Also by Erin Bedford

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Epilogue

  Also by Erin Bedford

  About the Author

  Also by Erin Bedford

  The Underground Series

  Chasing Rabbits

  Chasing Cats

  Chasing Princes

  Chasing Shadows

  Chasing Hearts

  The Crimes of Alice

  The Mary Wiles Chronicles

  Marked by Hell

  Bound by Hell

  Deceived by Hell

  Tempted by Hell

  Starcrossed Dragons

  Riding Lightning

  Grinding Frost

  Swallowing Fire

  Pounding Earth

  The Celestial War Chronicles

  Song of Blood and Fire

  The Crimson Fold

  Until Midnight

  Until Dawn

  Until Sunset

  Until Twilight – Coming Soon

  Curse of the Fairy Tales

  Rapunzel Untamed

  Rapunzel Unveiled – Coming Soon

  Her Angels

  Heaven’s Embrace

  Heaven’s A Beach

  Heaven’s Most Wanted

  House of Durand

  Indebted to the Vampires

  Wanted by the Vampires

  Protected by the Vampires – Coming Soon

  Academy of Witches

  Witching On A Star

  As You Witch

  Witch You Were Here

  Just Witch It

  Granting Her Wish

  Vampire CEO

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  Chapter 1

  My back smacked against the bookcase, jostling a few tomes out of their place. They fell to the floor with a loud thwack, making me pull my mouth away from Ian's addicting mouth for a second to scowl.

  "Quiet. Do you want to get caught?" My eyes darted around the library of Winchester Academy before locking with Ian's hooded hazel eyes.

  "Do you really think I'm worried about getting caught?" Ian's lips curved up in a smirk as he slid his hand further up my skirt to cup my heat between my legs. I groaned as his thumb circled me through the material. "Shh, now, Max, you don't want to get caught, do you?"

  As if to add insult to injury my guardian light, Aris, a ball of light hovering around my head, bobbed around our heads. I took that to mean he agreed with Ian, the little twat.

  I tried to give Ian an exasperated look as he parroted my words back at me, but Ian had chosen that moment to push my panties aside and plunge his fingers into my needy cavern. I bit my lip as I tried to hold back a groan, my head falling back against the bookshelf, knocking a few more books down, but I didn't care this time.

  Ian's molten, mesmerizing eyes watched me with desire, His hand moving beneath my skirt while the other was propped up against my head. I grabbed hold of his black t-shirt, twisting my fingers in the soft material as he flicked my clit one more time, causing me to come undone.

  "Merlin, I could watch you come all day," Ian murmured against my lips as he kissed me.

  I kissed him back with eagerness, pushing my heavy chest against him. "I could have you make me come all day..." I shoved him back with a grin and a wink. "... but not in the library."

  I left him staring as I sashayed down the many aisles of books, knowing full well that he was watching me walk away. He wouldn't wait long. In fact, three, two, one...

  Ian threw an arm around my shoulder and pulled me close. "Then let's go find somewhere more private and I'll make you come on my face."

  I flushed at his words as my eyes darted around the library to see if anyone had heard, but no one was even paying us any mind. They were too busy with either their studies or socializing to care what we were doing. Last year, it might have been a big deal, but the students of Winchester Academy had gotten over the tasty gossip that was my relationship with not just one of the wizards who attended here but four.

  Not to say there weren't still a few who didn't approve, my grandmother for one. Nina Mancaster cared about what people thought, so that meant that I had to act the good witch and not cause a scandal. Fat chance when three out of the four wizards I was dating were high society wizards. Ian Broomstein was only one of the two Broomstein brothers and I was dating both him and his brother Paul. In fact, my grandmother should be happy that I kept my escapades in the bedroom. Imagine the shock and horror she would feel if she knew I'd been with both brothers at the same time.

  My eyes glazed over, and my body warmed even more from the memory of Paul thrusting into me from behind as I sucked on Ian's cock. His long hard pierced cock. A small shiver of delight went through me.

  "Cold?" Ian glanced down at me, arching a brow.

  I grinned and shook my head. "No, just remembering... things." My eyes dropped to his crotch where he still had a slight hard-on.

  Ian must have guessed what I'd been thinking because the heat in his eyes grew, making my nipples hard. "Well, then, let's go to my room and we can... reminiscence together."

  My thighs rubbed together as I eagerly nodded. Ian grabbed my hand and led me out of the library. I giggled and glanced around as our footsteps quickened. We were both eager to get to his room, it seemed.

  We rushed down the hallway, pushing past students and teachers alike in our hurry to his room. Trina, my roommate, stood by her girlfriend Libby in the quad with her ebony hair in braids. When her dark eyes caught sight of me, she tried to get me to stop and talk to her, but I shook my head and grinned at her. Her eyes widened and then she mimed sucking a dick before bursting out laughing with Libby.

  I shook my head at her antics and turned back to follow Ian. He led us down the sophomore hallway where my room was this year and into another set that I'd never been in before. Each hallway was assigned to different years, and on top of that, some of them were reserved for more elite families. Fortunately, or not, it depended on the day really, I was part of one of those families. Ian was too, but as w
e came closer to his room, I realized I'd never been to his dorm room before.

  My feet slowed as I took in the differences between my hallway and Ian's. While mine had at least a dozen doors on each side, his only had about half of that in the whole corridor. It made me wonder what was behind those doors that they would need so much more space.

  "What's wrong?" Ian squeezed my hand, pulling my attention to him. He cocked his head to the side which made his dark hair fall into his wicked eyes.

  I smiled, and as I reached up to brush his hair out of his face, I admitted, "I just realized I've never been to your room before."

  Ian angled his head to the side and hummed. "Oh, I guess you haven't.” He gave me a wicked grin before wagging his brows. "Well, now I may not let you leave."

  I laughed and smacked his chest. "Just show me which one of these is yours. I have to meet Callie for dinner tonight."

  Ian pretended to pout. I wanted to bite that lip. "I see how it is. Get what you want from me and then go out with her."

  "Oh, yeah.” I rolled my eyes sarcastically. “I totally want in Callie's pants, but don't tell her that. She'll never let you live it down. She's already jealous of all of you taking up all my time."

  Ian pulled me close for a moment, and his hand went to my ass. "Well, I'm about to take up even more of your time, and..." His hands slid lower until it was beneath my skirt. He squeezed my ass cheek, his fingers teasing between my legs. "... other places real soon."

  While my body wanted very much for him to push me up against the hallway wall and show me what he meant right then, a trio of students came by, their eyes locked on us with interest. I ducked my head and shifted out of his grasp. Reluctantly, Ian released me before jerking his head with a grin to the passers-by.

  "What's up? Great weather we're having, huh?"

  One of the females in the group giggled while another gave me a glare. Jealous much?

  Once they were out of sight, Ian grabbed my hand once more. "Come on before I give these innocent people a show and fuck you right here in the hallway."

  Oh, Merlin. The things he said. I could explode right here with just his words alone. Sometimes I was a little in awe of how I seemed to snag the attention of such a sexy and cool guy. I mean, back in high school. I wasn't unpopular, but I'd never have gotten the attention from someone like Ian. Paul or Dale would have been more up my alley, safe, nice guys who wouldn't give my dad a heart attack on first meeting.

  Still, some of the wicked things I've done with those two would probably give my dad a stroke if he knew. I giggled at the thought.

  "Laugh now, Mancaster." Ian grinned over his shoulder at me as we stopped at one of the doors in the hallway. "You won't be doing much of anything but screaming my name soon."

  I giggled even more and smoothed my hand up the back of his shirt. "That's what you think."

  As he shoved the door open, Ian lifted me up by the ass. I threw my head back and laughed, wrapping my legs around his waist. His mouth found its way onto my neck in the one place he knew made my knees weak. My laughter died off, and I clenched my legs around him now for a whole different reason.

  Ian lowered me down to the couch... Couch? Where'd that come from? He wasted no time kneeling before me. I'd barely opened my eyes to look around by the time Ian had my panties off, discarded somewhere, and buried his face between my thighs. My eyes caught sight of a television before I squeezed them closed again as Ian lapped at my folds.

  "Ian," I groaned out and tangled my fingers into his dark hair. My hips jerked up off the midnight blue couch, trying to get closer to him. He pinned my hips down with his hands and sucked my clit into his mouth. I let out a squeal as I fought against him by pulling at his hair. Either to pull him closer or to push him away, it was just too much, too intense. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think.

  When I came apart this time, Ian didn't stop. Though he released my clit, Ian slid his tongue along my folds and teased at my entrance. His hands moved from my hips, one pushing my shirt up so he could cup my breast while the other replaced his mouth at my center. My eyes flipped open to see his face before mine, so I pulled him by the front of his shirt toward me. As Ian drew closer, he lunged forward the rest of the way to capture my mouth, his tongue wasting no time plunging into my mouth as his fingers were exploring inside me down below.

  "Ah, Ian." I gasped into his mouth my hands, jerking at his shirt as I tried to get it off him. "Naked. Now."

  I could feel him smiling against my mouth before he mumbled, "Magic, Maxine. Magic."

  Taking a deep breath, I focused my magic on what I wanted. I’d never used it to get naked. Especially, not someone else at the same time. I was partly worried I’d end up turning us inside out. That would put a real damper on the night.

  Pushing away my nerves, I envisioned myself naked first. My clothes disappeared from my form and Ian hummed appreciatively, fingers curling around my hips as his eyes gobbled my bare flesh up. If I wasn’t already hot and ready for him, I sure as hell was now.

  “Now, your turn,” I licked my lips and grabbed at his shirt, pushing magic into my fingers and out into Ian’s clothes. Like breathing, in one exhale his clothes disintegrated.

  “Finally,” Ian breathed, rubbing his chest against mine. My nipples pebbled and I wiggled against him.

  I could finally touch his warm skin. I gripped his muscular back, my nails scratching along his shoulder blades as I widened my legs and tried to pull him closer. Ian wouldn't budge. Instead, he removed his hand from between my thighs, I whimpered at the emptiness, and lifted me from the couch once more.

  "Where are we going?" I asked between kisses.

  "My bed," he growled.

  Those words were enough to make me even more ready for him, only adding to the fact that every step he took made my heat rub against the hard planes of his abs as his hardened length bumped against my butt. I heard him kick a door open, and this time, I pushed back the desire to have him inside of me to look around the room.

  Ian's room reminded me of him in the most elemental way. Dark curtains covered the windows to block out the sun, thin rays still managing to stream in between them. Silk sheets covered his bed in a forest green. The matching nightstand and dresser were made of dark mahogany wood, and my fingers itched to go through it. Ian was an enigma, but after a year with him, I didn't know as much about him as I wanted. The fact that this was the first time I'd ever been to his room was a telling sign of how private of a person Ian was. He didn't even have much laid out on his desk besides books and school supplies. It made him even more dark and mysterious.

  "See something that interests you?" he whispered.

  I met Ian's gaze as my lips ticked up at the sides. "You have quite a lot of pillows for a Dark Arts major." I jerked my head back to the bed where more than six pillows were piled on top of the comforter.

  Ian chuckled and lowered me to the bed so that my head fell back on several of those fluffy pillows. "What makes you think I didn't get them for you?"

  My heart warmed even as I rolled my eyes. "Sure, you did. You just don't want anyone to know what a big softy you are underneath all that bad boy exterior."

  Ian grabbed my hand and put it on his cock, squeezing my hand under his firmly. "Does this feel like I'm soft to you?"

  I licked my lips and shook my head as I stared at the reddened top of his cock. Our hands moved up and down his shaft together, and on each trip, our fingers brushed over the silver barbell pierced through the skin there.

  "Did that hurt?" I blurted out, pulling my hand from his to trace the metal line until it disappeared beneath the surface.

  Ian hissed through his teeth but let me touch him at my leisure. "At the time, yes, but it's worth it."

  “Is it?” I glanced up from his piercing to his face as I spoke.

  His lips curled up into a lopsided smirk. "Let me show you."

  Ian pushed my hand away, gripping his length as he adjusted his approach to just the right ang
le. He teased my entrance with the tip, dipping in slightly before pulling away. He did it enough times that I was panting and ready to take over for him, but before I could, without warning, he plunged his full length inside of me.

  My back arched off the bed, and I let out a startled sound. My fingers curled around his biceps as I tried to catch my breath. Then Ian began to move, and I was gone. That little metal bar rubbed inside of me, touching all the places I'd never been able to get to myself, and before I knew it, my toes were curling under and I was screaming Ian's name.

  Ian gave me a smug grin after we finished, and he slipped out of me. "See? Told you."

  I panted and patted his shoulder weakly. "Yes, yes. You're fabulous."

  We lay there in his bed for a few more moments with only the sound of our breathing filling the room. It was like that with Ian. I didn't have to talk to fill the void of silence. We could just be with each other without having to go somewhere fancy or pretend to be having fun at some public event. He never made me feel like I had to be something I wasn't, not like the rest of my wizarding family.

  Determined not to let my family drama ruin this moment, I let my eyes wander his room once more. There was something I missed before, a large black case with stickers covering it. I sat up and pointed to the case.

  "What's that?"

  Ian blinked his eyes open and lazily turned over to see what I was pointing at. "Oh, that? That's my gun for the games."

  "Games?"

  "You know, the MagiX Games. I'm competing this year." He waved a hand nonchalantly in the air, but I was up and off the bed.

  I sauntered over to the case and traced my fingers over some of the stickers. Some were just team logos while others said things like, 'Hazard: Badass Incoming, and 'Potions or Die.' I fingered the clasps and glanced over my shoulder at Ian.

  "Can I see it?"

  Ian sat up on his elbows and arched a brow. "You haven't seen enough of me already?"

  “Not your dick.” I rolled my eyes at him. "The gun, idiot."

  "Isn't it one and the same?" Ian gave me a lopsided grin as he climbed off the bed and knelt next to me, completely at ease in his nakedness, thank Merlin.