by Viola Grace
Dressing tables, closets, chairs, a fireplace all were spun into a room of their collective taste and imagination. The draperies took on the midnight rainbow of her gown. As a last touch before the magic swirled out, fairy lights dotted every corner of the room and coiled down every column on the bed.
When she could breathe again, “What just happened?”
“These are our rooms. Neither yours, nor mine, nor Orlyn’s. We all share them equally.” He smiled at her in delight. “It was an experiment actually. Only an elemental of both air and earth could have joined with us to open this door and create this room.”
“So, we created this room. Together. It wasn’t actually here before.” Her mind slowly processed the wonder of the occurrence that her eyes could not deny. A room had indeed occurred in front of them, and she hadn’t felt power leak from any one of them.
“Yes.”
“And that big bed is for us to share?”
“Yes.”
“And we are standing in the hallway?” She began to laugh at the speed with which they moved. Her careful coiffure was down in seconds and her dress was up and gone before she could stop her gasp of mirth. A moan took its place as one hot mouth settled on her breast and two hands spanned her waist.
“Let your magic go, Esmerelda. There is nothing and no one here that can be harmed by it.” The wet heat of Boral’s mouth trailed lower and she fought against her own restrictions to let her talent run free. She heard a murmur of satisfaction as her hands sought and found the hot and hard cocks that she desperately wanted within her.
Orlyn’s fire blazed in his eyes as she stroked firmly down the shaft and thumbed the head of his erection. He shuddered and Boral moved back as she dropped to her knees to take Orlyn into her mouth.
He groaned in reaction and shuddered as she increased suction on the hot member taking up residence in her mouth. Hands drew gently down her back and she felt the cool rush of water around her as the fire in Orlyn swelled to all portions of his body.
The elements drew on her, pulled at her as she continued to work on her victim. When Boral thrust two fingers into her and began to circle her clit with his free hand they broke free. Her moisture called to him and his fingers were replaced with the smooth hard flesh of his cock as they now surged together, each seeking release.
Air, fire, earth and water were swirling around them as the rhythm of mating took them over. Sweat was running down their bodies as they slid together in unison, each body seeking their own release and driving to ensure the release of their partners.
As the air thickened with lust and magic, she moaned as Orlyn began to spasm in her mouth and Boral followed moments later. A sharp stroke of his magic across her clit had her convulsing around them and they shuddered together as their bodies spent.
The magic kept circulating in the room, sparking tremors of aftershocks through them all. With the fiery taste of cum on her lips, Esmy straightened and surveyed the scene of the disaster. She sighed in repletion, and a small smile played around her mouth as she announced, “Can you imagine how much more fun it would be if we actually made it to the bed?”
Orlyn groaned and then chuckled at Boral’s dark comment. “That’s it, get the syrup.”
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The joining of the elementals was felt throughout Realm, and the waves of power were appreciated by all. After all, magic had to come from somewhere.
Other books by Viola Grace available at:
www.extasybooks.com
The Half Blood Club:
Magus Shift
The Warders Series:
Wardstone
The Warder’s Djinn
The Warder’s Vampire
The Warder’s Dragon
The Warder’s Wolf
The Warder’s Gryphon
Champions of Terra series:
Arena Station
Deal with a Dhemon
Avari Nyx
Marks of Admar
Haldis Imperium
Other Titles:
The Wench and the Giant
Dragonlord
Violet Visions (anthology with eXtasy’s authors)
Watch for Champions of Terra available in print in April.
About the Author
Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. Her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain maille, and a few others that have been forgotten. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. A brilliant mind, with a twisted sense of humor.
