by ERIN BEDFORD
Behind me, I sensed movement seconds before I felt it. Ian climbed on to the couch, his bare chest pressed to my back. I glanced over my shoulder at him with the sheer desire to see his naked muscular chest. His hands moved up over my hips, pushing my dress up and over my head before I had a say in the matter. My strapless bra was next to go, popped open and discarded without a thought. Aidan’s hands replaced my bra, once more being the one in charge of cupping and rolling my nipples between his fingers. Not that he seemed to mind, the tent in his pants showed just how much he enjoyed his assigned position.
Ian’s fingers went for my panties, but Dale stopped him.
“Wait.” He twisted his wrist and then the next thing I knew my panties were off my body and in his hand. Dale rubbed them between his fingers before shoving them into his pockets. “Proceed.”
“Weirdo.” Ian rolled his eyes but didn’t stop what he was doing. His mouth moved over my neck and shoulders, making me angle my head to the side. Another set of hands took my hips and lowered me down until the head of Paul’s cock teased my entrance. I let out a little breathy gasp as Paul entered me, stretching me until I was full and needy for him.
“Lovely,” Ian whispered against my neck, and I turned my ear to him. “Have you ever...?” His voice trailed off as his fingers slid along my ass crack.
I shook my head, my hips bucking as I needed to move. Paul’s fingers tightened on my hips, and he felt the ache with me.
At my answer, Ian removed his hand for a second and then a moment later, they returned but this time with a cool gel. Ian moved the gel between my cheeks and circled around the tight ring back there. First, one digit slipped inside, and as he moved it around, the sensation made me rock against Paul’s length. Both of us groaned at the movement, my hands tightening on the end of the couch arm as I leaned forward to give Ian more access to my backside. When the second finger joined the first one, a feeling of fullness and a slight burning made me whimper. Ian kissed my shoulder, smoothing a hand down my back as he moved inside of me.
“Almost there, Max. Just one more. I promise you’re going to like this.” Ian laid open mouth kisses on my shoulder and neck, one hand sneaking around to stroke between my legs as he added the third and final digit.
“Ah!” My eyes squeezed shut and I pushed back against Ian’s hand at the same time as my hips jolted forward. My body was at war with itself. One part wanted the fullness and the other part begged for relief. That’s when the sound of a zipper lowering made my eyes open.
Aidan had his length in his hand, stroking it up and down as his eyes focused intently on me. I licked my lips, my eyes flickering between his face and cock. My body wasn’t so concerned about the fullness now as I quickly became used to it, and my hips shifted along which caused Paul to groan.
As I reached for Aidan and my mouth parted to take him in, Ian replaced his fingers with the head of his length. That’s when Aidan and Ian pushed into me at the same time, one filling my mouth while the other one filled places no one had ever been before.
For a second, my eyes jumped over to Dale. The wizard had his glasses back on his face as he watched us, his hand wrapped around his cock and moving it in time to our movements. Then we were a tangled, pulsing organism, moving and thrusting as one. Flesh smacked against flesh. Sweat dripped between us making everything slicker and hotter.
I couldn’t tell where I started, and they began. I just knew that I was a second away from bursting into a million pieces and I didn’t care if I ever got put back together again.
Chapter 11
I woke up in Ian’s bed to a combination of warm heat between my thighs and a pounding from somewhere beyond Ian’s bedroom. I quickly learned that the warmth at my core came from Aidan’s head buried between my legs, his tongue switching between teasing my clit and circling my entrance.
Gasping, my hand reached for his shoulder, and my fingers dug into the thick muscle there as I bucked my hips. Aidan didn’t particularly seem to care about my moving, unlike Dale the control freak who would have had me pinned down until I came when he wanted me to. No, Aidan was more than happy to reach around and cup my ass, attacking my slit with even more fervor.
My eyes closed tight, and my chest rose and fell rapidly, not bothered at all that the covers had fallen off at some point. Or rather pulled off, most likely by Aidan and his wandering mouth.
Ah. God, yes. Not that I was complaining. No siree. I’d be happy to wake up this way every morning. Fuck!
My toes curled and my body tensed up just before an explosion of pleasure ripped through my form, shaking the bed and everything in Ian’s room with it. With a sigh, my eyelashes fluttered open and gave Aidan an appreciative smile. He moved up from his place on the bed, his length already bare as his pants were still somewhere amongst the discarded clothes on the floor and living area.
As Aidan crawled up the bed over my body, I noticed we weren’t the only two in the bedroom. A quick glance to my left showed both Broomstein brothers butt ass naked... Oh what a sight that was!... and passed out next to me on the bed, while Dale was curiously missing.
I didn’t have a chance to wonder about that too much as Aidan settled his hips between my thighs. I greedily welcomed him, slanting my mouth over his. As my tongue lavished his lips, the head of his cock pushed at my aching heat but didn’t move all the way in.
“Are you sore?” Aidan asked with that extra care that he always seemed to have. His large fingers caressed the side of my face, and I leaned into his touch.
I took inventory of my body and realized that besides being a bit sensitive, I didn’t hurt. In fact, even though I’d been stretched more than I’d been in my entire sexual experience, I wanted more. And with Aidan being the only one of my wizards I hadn’t officially had sex with, I was more than eager to have him inside of me. Now.
As I pushed my hips toward him so that he entered me just a bit, I groaned out, “Not a bit.”
“Good,” Aidan grunted out before pushing completely inside of me. My legs spread further to accommodate him, my hands grappling at his wide shoulders as he moved inside of me. The bed shifted with every thrust, and I was surprised the brothers didn’t wake up from the force of it or the low keening sound coming from the back of my throat as Aidan reached down between us and pressed his thumb down on my bundle of nerves.
My eyes shifted to the side and locked onto Ian’s hazel ones. I licked my lips and kept my eyes on him as Aidan leaned down and latched his mouth on my nipple, pulling it between his teeth and making me gasp in a mixture of pleasure and pain. My eyes shot back to the pale blue eyes of the man fucking me to see a fierceness there.
“Look at me,” Aidan growled. “Let them watch me take you.”
I nodded, my mouth falling open as my hips jerked up against his hand and the thickness surging inside of me. Just as my world went spinning out of control, the door to the bedroom burst open, and a collective gasp reached my ears. In the middle of falling apart, I didn’t have enough shits to give to see who had interrupted us, but there was a quick apology before the door shut with a resounding slam.
Ian’s eyes jerked away from Aidan and me as he cursed and jumped out of the bed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Hairy Merlin balls.”
My orgasm quickly cooled at the way Ian was freaking out, so I looked to Aidan for an explanation. Aidan didn’t answer, he only lifted a shoulder before shifting off me. I felt a bit bad that our first time together had been marred with whoever had come barging into the room, but I made a promise to make it up with many more times in the future.
“Bro,” Paul groaned still partly asleep, “shut the fuck up.”
“Get your ass up,” Ian shouted back as he threw Paul’s pants at his face. “Our parents just walked into our bedroom where Max was currently getting screwed by my best friend.”
Paul’s eyes shot open and jumped out of bed, freaking out as his brother had. It would have been funny if it hadn’t been such a shit show.
I got
out of bed myself and went about putting my own clothes on as I watched them scurrying around the room like a pair of chickens with their heads cut off. “Why are your parents here?”
Ian answered me with a scowl. “How the fuck would I know? They were on another one of their trips. They never show up for our birthdays, let alone a surprise visit. I want to know how they got in here in the first place.” Ian shot a glare at the door just as it opened and revealed a red-faced Dale.
“That would be my fault... or rather the Headmaster’s.” Dale was already dressed but looked rumbled and like... well... he’d spent the night getting drunk and screwing his girlfriend. Which he had.
My body tingled at the reminder and I had to blink my eyes to make the vivid imagery of him and Paul taking me together shortly after Ian and Paul had. As if he knew what I was thinking, Dale’s green eyes flicked over to me appreciatively taking in my mostly nude form. I’d only been able to find my panties so far and the fact that they were in here and not in the living room was a mystery. The rest of my clothes were probably strewn around out there.
“Why didn’t you tell them to wait?” Paul snapped. He jerked his shirt over his head and then ran his hands through his hair but no amount of preening would fix the rooster’s butt coming out of his head. He’d need a shower to tame that mess of hair.
“You don’t think I didn’t try?” Dale crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. “I told them you were sleeping. They didn’t care. They insisted on seeing you.” Dale shrugged helplessly. “Headmaster Swordson was with them, I couldn’t say no.”
Ian opened his mouth to argue again, but I cut him off as I stepped between the two of them. “There’s no use arguing over it now. Just finish getting dressed and we can deal with it then.”
Ian and Dale locked eyes over my head, but then Dale nodded and walked back into the living room. While the guys went about finding their own clothing, I followed Dale into the living room for mine. My bra, to my mortification, was by the front door which meant there was no way the Headmaster or the Broomstein’s hadn’t seen it on their way to the bedroom. My dress was shoved down inside the couch cushions. When I pulled it out, it was so wrinkled that I wasn’t sure that a spell could get it clean and looking like new. Regardless, I had nothing else to wear, and I was too hung over to magic up anything for myself now.
“So, I’m assuming my parents went to the headmaster’s office?” Paul asked as he walked into the sitting area and found his shoes, shoving each foot inside. “I can’t imagine they would hang around the campus anywhere else.”
“I don’t know.” Dale shrugged helplessly. “They didn’t say. They were too astounded by what they saw to really get much of anything out.”
Ian groaned as he appeared in his bedroom doorway. “Great. Just what I need, another reason for them to give me shit.” He sauntered over to Paul and clapped him on the shoulder. “At least this time I’m not the only one in hot water. Welcome to the black sheep side of the family. You’ll find it’s cold and, well, a lot more fun.” He chuckled as his brother made a face and pushed Ian’s hand off him.
“Come on, let’s get this over with.” Paul adjusted the buttons on his shirt before sighing and walking to the door. “Are you going to wait here?”
I cocked my head to the side, thinking. “No. I don’t think so. I need to shower and then I’ll probably go to the library and start on that paper for Pottery class.” When Paul raised a brow, I laughed. “I know, I know, but it’s due Monday and I don’t want to fail. Text me about what happens, okay?”
Paul nodded before leaving the room, and Ian winked at me before disappearing behind him. Aidan approached me and offered me his hand. I blinked up at him with a slow smile before sliding my palm into his larger one. “Walk me to my room?”
He nodded and directed us to the door.
I held a hand out to Dale as we passed by him, but Dale shook his head. “I should head to the office too. Try and see if anything happened last night that I missed during our...” He trailed off and his face turned red.
I bit my lip to keep from laughing at how cute he was. The last thing he needed was me making fun of him, especially with how serious he was about his job. Still, I couldn’t get over the urge to kiss his face, so did. That only made his lips curve out into a broad grin as he shoved his glasses up his nose.
“Have lunch with me?” I arched a brow at him, Aidan waiting by my side until I was ready to go.
Dale shoved his hands in his pockets, his shoulders bunching up as he nodded. “Sure, if I can get away. I’ll let you know.”
“‘Kay.”
With that, I let Aidan lead me from the room and down the hallway. A glance at my phone told me it was already well past breakfast. We’d slept way longer than we should have, but then again, we had drunk a lot of alcohol last night and the energy we expelled from all our activities... I flushed hotly in remembrance.
Most of the students looked about as good as us, pale and barely holding their breakfast in. Some weren’t even pretending they weren’t hung over, their heads buried in their hands or sleeping in their chairs in the quad, hoodies pulled over their heads. Aidan’s arm was hot and heavy against my lower back, and even though we had just had sex, I wanted him to touch me even more.
“Max.”
My eyes jerked up to Aidan’s pale blue ones. They were darker than usual, and his tongue darted out to lick his lips as if he could read the thoughts going through my mind. My face grew hotter the longer he stared into my eyes, and I almost forgot that we were in the quad surrounded by all the other hungover students.
Aidan paused and turned to me, his large hand reaching out to cup my face. His thumb stroked along my bottom lip, and unintentionally, I licked my lips at the same time, touching the skin of his thumb. Aidan sucked in a breath, and for a second, I thought he would kiss me or better yet push me into the nearest classroom and have an encore of what we did this morning. Then a few of the Cali wizards burst out laughing as a red fog spewed out of one of the guy’s cans of soda. Coughing students scattered, and the moment between Aidan and me was broken.
With a sigh, Aidan clasped his hand with mine. “Let’s go.”
We made it back to my room in record time but before I could open the door, Trina swung it open with a weird grin and glazed over eyes. “Max, babe! You’ve got to get in here and try these brownies. They are the best thing since magic vibrators!”
I arched a brow at her and then looked to Aidan. “There are magic vibrators?”
Chapter 12
Before Aidan could answer my question, Trina yanked me into our dorm room. I gave Aidan a worried look over my shoulder as he followed me in and shut the door behind us.
Trina giggled and she released my hand, skipping away to pick up a white plate with blue flowers on the edges. On the plate were some rather innocent looking brownies. They smelled delicious, but there were only a few left.
"See?" Trina offered me the plate with a cheesy grin. "Don't they look scrumptiliumptious?" She picked one up and took a bite, moaning as she moved it around in her mouth. "They're so goooood." The way she moaned and wiggled in place made me think of sex and not in a good way.
After giving Aidan a ‘what the fuck’ look, I shifted in place and forced a smile. "Uh, yeah, Trina, they look good. Where did you get them?" I took the plate from her and handed it to Aidan, thankful that Trina was so absorbed with her current piece to let me. I had a feeling if she didn't then she'd bite my damn hand off for taking it away.
"Oh!" Trina's eyes got large, waving a hand at me. "At the party last night," she gave me a sly grin and winked, "which you missed most of, you dirty dirty girl." After she took another bite, Trina licked her fingertips and crossed one leg over the other, not even bothered by the fact that she was now floating midair.
"Uh, is that supposed to happen?" I asked Aidan, becoming increasingly more worried by the second.
Aidan sniffed the plate, and his nose wrink
led up before looking over at Trina who had continued to chit-chat about the party. "Brownie Madness."
"Huh?" I arched a brow and pulled my lower lip into my mouth, chewing on it. "Is that bad?"
“Not bad!” Trina giggled and fell back in the air, rolling from side to side. "It’s great!"
I ignored her and turned back to Aidan. "Should I be worried? She's not going to be stuck like this forever, will she?"
“No.” Aidan shook his head and handed me the plate back. "It'll wear off."
I took the plate and tilted my head to the side, wondering what exactly they were. They couldn't be too bad if Trina had them, right? She wouldn't purposely eat something bad for her. My eyes snapped back to my roommate, and I waved my hands in her face.
"Trina. Trina." I snapped my fingers until she stopped laughing long enough to look at me. "Where did you get the brownies?"
"I already told you, silly. The party." Trina snorted and rubbed her nose, which kept wiggling afterward until it almost jumped off her face.
I sighed impatiently and grabbed her nose to make it stop. "I know at the party, but where?"
Trina shrugged. "On the refreshment table." Then a slow smile curved up her face. "Someone set them out and just left them there. I was lucky I saw them when I did before the Cali's got a hold of them. They're hot for this stuff."
"Cali's?" My brows shot up my forehead and then a thought came to me. Twisting around so fast that my head spun, I gaped at Aidan. "Are these like magical pot brownies?"
Trina snorted and laughed like a donkey... a bit too convincingly.
