Witches Be Crazy (Not Your Basic Witch Book 3)

by A. J. Macey

  Right now, I didn’t care that Kye was in the room, or that we were in the middle of the Volcanic Forest, hiding out in an abandoned museum. All that mattered was Aris, feeling her soft skin and tantalizing curves against me, holding her in my arms. She was safe, we were all safe, and I tried the best I could to convey just how much she meant to me in that kiss because right now... well, none of us knew just how long that security would last.

  “Oh, hellsticks,” she moaned. Her hands came to my thighs and grabbed hold in a tight grasp as she looked down at Kye, who was kissing his way up her thigh, quickly nearing the edge of her panties. As he worked, she watched with rapt attention while I gently tugged her shirt up until I could slip my hands under the hem. Her unblemished fair skin met me as I pulled her shirt off. There was no bra to unhook, so as soon as the article of clothing was discarded to the side, I cupped her breasts and pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.

  A shuddering gasp filled my ears as she trembled, her hips bucking against Kye’s mouth as he finally finished teasing and pulled off her panties. Rolling the hard peaks between my fingers, I shifted my kisses up her neck until I reached the lobe of her ear.

  “Do you enjoy that, Muse? Kye driving you crazy while I hold you?” I murmured. A moaned ‘yes’ met me, Aris’ breathing picking up as she neared her release. “That’s it, Muse. I want you to come for us. The first of many tonight, I’m sure.”

  As if I spoke the magic words, she cried out, her hands clawing at my thighs in an attempt to stay perched on my lap. When Kye pulled away, his lips were curled in a self-satisfied grin, his tanned skin glistening, and I couldn’t take it anymore. Standing, I cradled Aris until I could lay her back against the bed.

  “What...” she murmured, trailing off when I fused my mouth to her soaked pussy. Kye’s chuckle mixed with her pleasured whimpers, the rustling of clothes sounding behind me. It hadn’t been long since we’d been together like this, but she tasted heavenly. Every little thing she did or sound she made had me craving more. I wanted her to scream our names, to be sore in the morning, to revel in our time tonight.

  And that was exactly what I plan on doing.

  Each swirl or dip of my tongue had her moans growing louder, her body tensing further, and when Kye came up next to the bed naked, I slowed my pace, so she could comprehend what he was doing.

  “You’re absolutely gorgeous, Sweets,” he murmured, his hand brushing her pink strands away from her face. He opened his mouth to say more, but Aris reached out, stroking him without warning. The move silenced him, and when she shifted to take him into her mouth, a deep groan filled the room. When she started to move, I picked up my pace once more, knowing I wanted to taste her release on my tongue.

  I could do this every night and still not get enough of her.

  Thank the Gods and Goddesses, we’re bonded and have forever together.

  Kyelerian

  “Fuck,” I ground out, my knees almost buckling as she swirled her tongue over the head of my cock. I was painfully hard and wanted nothing more than to sink into her, but I wasn’t going to rush Xan pleasuring Aris, knowing she deserved as many orgasms as we could give her.

  Only she was way too good with her mouth, and I felt my own release coming quickly, so I shifted back and knelt down. A little pout formed on her lips for a split second before I kissed her fiercely, swallowing a cry. Her back arched off the bed. Based on her frantic clawing at the comforter, Xan was no longer slow or gentle in his ministrations.

  I knew when she came, her body seizing up tightly before finally relaxing back to the mattress. She was panting, but we didn’t give her a chance to recover as Xan stepped away and gave me room to set up between her parted thighs.

  “Please, Kye,” she whined when I lined up but didn’t push in, letting the head of my cock slowly part her entrance. All I did was grin, enjoying the teasing too much to speed up my pace as I slipped in.

  Inch by inch, by the time I was fully seated within her pussy, I was nearly shaking with need. She was tight, wet, and felt like home as I pulled out before rocking back forward. Xan stood off to the side, watching with rapt attention as Aris let go, his hand pumping his hardened length, but after a few more thrusts, she looked at him and crooked a finger. The move made me chuckle silently—it was sweet yet seductive and wholly Aris.

  Reaching for her legs, I hitched them up onto my shoulders, plunging even deeper at this angle. One arm held her legs to my torso as I palmed one of her boobs, rolling the pink peak between my fingers. Each thrust made my blood pound harder, wanting more of her until I was pounding into her pussy without restraint.

  Sweat beaded on my forehead and body the faster and harder I moved, but I couldn’t feel anything but Aris clamping around me, nearing her orgasm. Turning my head to the left, I peppered her fair skin with soft kisses as I squeezed her chest. At the contrasting touches, Aris finally came apart, her pussy squeezing tightly.

  I slowed then, knowing there was one thing I wanted to try, and when I finally stopped rocking, Xan pulled back from Aris’ mouth. Her glazed eyes glanced at me, her lip coming out in another adorable pout. The little curl almost had me pumping into her, but I held back.

  “Have you ever considered doing something a bit more... adventurous?” I murmured, unsure how to phrase what I wanted.

  “Like what?” Her voice was hoarse and thick, and the desire in her words made my cock twitch where I was buried in her.

  “Like maybe you riding Xan while I fuck somewhere else,” I whispered. Folding over her and bracing my upper body against the bedding with one hand, the other came to caress the curve of her ass. Her eyes widened when she realized what I was asking, and I almost retracted my request, but her head nodded enthusiastically.

  “I’ve never tried, but I’d love to,” she told us, glancing at Xan, “as long as that’s okay with you.”

  “I’m up to try whatever you want, Muse,” he reassured her.

  “I can’t promise I know what I’m doing, so it might be an adjustment at first,” she murmured, but I just smiled, trying to help rid her of any nerves or insecurity.

  “It’ll be perfect regardless, and if you want to stop at any time, just tell me, okay?”

  “Okay.”

  With her answer, I slipped out, stepped over to my bag, and grabbed a small bottle of lube I had picked up back in Aureus. My heart thudded in my ears, and my body buzzed with excitement that we were continuing to push the boundaries of what we’d done before together.

  This is going to be fun.

  Aris

  Straddling Xan’s toned thighs, I sank onto his cock, holding myself steady, bracing my hands on his shoulders. The rune tattoos on his arms glinted in the soft light of the room as my eyes slowly trailed over his toned body. His onyx eyes were half-lidded and tracing the planes of my face as I waited anxiously. It wasn’t scary or nerve-wracking, but it was something new with the two of them, and I was excited to take this next step.

  “Cold,” I squeaked when Kye’s lubed fingers ran over the tight ring of muscles, the slippery liquid like ice against my heated skin.

  “Sorry, Sweets,” he murmured, continuing to massage the tight entrance before slipping the tip of one finger in. I reminded myself to relax, paying more attention to Xan and how he felt filling me, holding me, than what I was about to do. Excited tingles washed over me as Kye continued to work, slipping another finger in.

  “Mmm,” I whimpered. Fire seemed to burn me from the inside out with each pass. I wanted more, but I knew we had to go slow, even if I wanted to circle my hips on Xan. When Kye’s fingers slid out, Xan kissed me, tangling our tongues together as Kye got situated behind me.

  “All you have to do is say stop, Aris,” Kye told me softly. “Ready?” When I hummed an affirmative against Xan’s lips, Kye pushed in.

  Kissing Xan helped distract me, allowing my body to remain relaxed, despite the unfamiliar sensation of being filled. It was slow going, but amazing, being stretched until it
almost seemed like I couldn’t take anymore, then they started to move.

  At the explosion of raw need filling me, my eyes rolled back, my mouth falling open in a low moan. It was everything I had hoped for and more. It took a bit to truly adjust to his size, but the slight stinging disappeared quickly. Left in its wake was pure pleasure, the feeling of them both moving in tandem, bringing me to the edge of orgasm faster than I ever had before.

  Xan’s deep groan rumbled against my chest when I tangled my fingers in his thick silky tresses, tugging slightly. As if he knew exactly what I wanted, he started to move faster. With Xan’s thrusts moving quicker and Kye keeping his original pace, stars burst in front of my eyes as the tingles became too much, and I came.

  I don’t know what fell from my lips from that point onward, my body officially turning to putty between their heated bodies and hard cocks. There was nothing else but fire and nearly painful tingles as they continued to work my body to the edge of release again and again.

  “Fuck,” Xan ground out on a pant, his pace faltering. A moment later, his body tensed, and he came, filling me up as Kye picked up his pace. Xan didn’t pull out, though, and feeling him buried deep as Kye’s cock plunged into me made a shiver work its way down my spine. It felt naughty and delicious, and I couldn’t get enough.

  “Hells bells and tarot tells, Sweets, you feel so fucking good,” Kye murmured breathlessly, his grip tightening on my hips until I knew they’d probably leave bruises, but I didn’t want him to stop. I loved feeling him let go.

  “Oh, gods,” I moaned as Kye shuddered and pulled out completely. The absence was a shock, but when I felt the hot liquid against my hip and ass, I held back the whimper I felt building, knowing he wasn’t doing it to tease me.

  We didn’t move, panting and too worked over to separate. When I finally was able to move, it was at the same time Kye shifted to grab a discarded shirt. He wiped me clean as I climbed off Xan.

  “Oh, broomsticks, my legs are like Jell-O,” I whined, but my smile contradicted any possible negativity laced in my tone. “Bedtime?”

  “Definitely, Sweets,” Kye sighed sleepily, his eyes barely open as he flopped onto the bed.

  “Come here, Muse, let’s get some rest,” Xan directed, lying on the same bed and patting the space between the two of them. I knew I probably should have gotten dressed, in case either of their parents decided to come in without warning, but I couldn’t bring myself to as I climbed up between them.

  “Love you both,” I whispered, exhaustion quickly descending. “I love you, too,” was the last thing I heard from the two of them as I fell into a deep, restful sleep.

  December 4th

  Wednesday Late Afternoon

  Aris

  Well, I’m not nearly as winded or tired this go-around of hiking, I noted. I didn’t seem to ache as much as I had over the last few weeks of walking all over Akasha, despite this specific trip taking over half a day.

  Hopefully, my ass will look fabulous after all this.

  “Okay, we’re right on the border of the school,” Torryn explained quietly, cutting off my random internal babbling. “We have the lanterns, but I had an idea to check the vlog before approaching to see if there’s been any traction on the video you sent in. I tried before bed last night, but it hadn’t been seen yet. Now that the day’s passed, I think it would have some kind of response.”

  “Probably a good idea to gauge the reaction we might be walking into,” Drayce agreed, his brows drawing down slightly. “Do you guys hear something?” We all stopped what we were doing, Torryn’s head popping up from looking around inside his pack as we listened.

  “Sounds like... cheering?” I whispered, my head tilted like Drayce’s in an attempt to hear better. There were shouts, whoops, and whistling, but it was faint enough, it mixed with the winter wind, and I wasn’t sure if what I was hearing was people or the weather.

  “Let me check the vlog,” Torryn muttered. “I’m not letting any of us go onto campus grounds until we have an idea what we’re walking into.” No one argued as he finished digging out his Witches Glass. We gathered around him to see the screen, but since I was the smallest, I struggled to see anything around them.

  “Whoa,” Kye breathed in surprise. Grumbling, I wiggled between Torryn and Xan until I could see the screen.

  Olive was laughing on the screen, loud cheers sounding in the background of her video. At first, I was confused what everyone was so excited about until I saw the title.

  Pink-haired witch safe, promises one thing - change is coming to Akasha

  “Wow,” I gasped in shock, “are they...”

  “Cheering for you? Yeah,” Xan said, a soft kiss pressing into my temple as I watched my video pop up.

  “This is... beyond crazy,” I murmured, nerves starting to settle in. What we were doing was right, in fact, it needed to happen, but only a few months ago, I was no one but the quirky witch with the pink hair and floofy skirts. Now, I was Aris Calisto, wanted fugitive and somehow, the figurehead of a worldwide revolution.

  “So, now what?”

  “I think we use the lanterns and go up there. The school seems to be in support of you, but we know Bellario is on Tallis’ side,” Torryn explained, tucking the device away. “Once we determine the situation, we can expose ourselves if we choose to.”

  “Not to mention the Curse Crew,” Caspian added. “If anyone would rat you out, it would be them, but I agree, if the school is in this much of an uproar, it would be good to check it out.”

  “We can always leave if needed,” Kye stated. “But when we do run into Bellario and those bitches, do we have a plan to keep them from being able to blabber Aris’ location to the council?”

  “Leave that to us,” Xan stated firmly, dipping his head toward Torryn. My eyes narrowed slightly at his ‘no argument’ tone, but I chose to stay silent and focused on the fact we were possibly endangering our freedom by waltzing back into Aether Academy.

  Here’s to hoping this cauldron doesn’t boil over.

  “Ready?” Tor asked once the two lanterns were passed out and about to be lit.

  “Aris, you should be second in line. If it’s safe, you’re the one they’ll want to see,” Drayce suggested, switching places, so he stood between Caspian and me. “You got this, Angel,” he whispered in my ear, pressing a gentle kiss on my cheek as Torryn and Kye lit the lanterns.

  Taking a deep breath, I tried to soothe the nerves working their way through my stomach, acid starting to rise in my throat, but it didn’t do much good as we carefully moved out of the forest and onto the school grounds. It was slow going, working over any fallen branches or dips in the ground, but we finally reached the back of the Administration building.

  As we moved closer and around the side of the stone structure, the cheering only got louder and more boisterous. I could hear Olive’s voice above it all, arguing with an equally loud Bellario, their voices spelled to be heard above the crowd. When I finally saw what was happening, my eyes widened, and my jaw dropped.

  It looked like the entire school was gathered in the courtyard, facing the crystal clocktower. Pausing at the edge of the crowd, we listened.

  “We all need to return to classes,” Bellario tried to reason. “We can discuss these things after school has completed.”

  “It seems like none of the other teachers agree with you,” Olive challenged. At her statement, we started scanning the crowd, my gaze falling on Professor Ruslan, the strictest of them all, standing with a tiny grin on his face. I was shocked. Did even Big Five witches believe in what we were trying to do... that we were equal and worthy?

  “Well, Headmaster Tallis can address them when he returns, until then, we need to go about our usual day.”

  “We don’t want to. We want to gather together and show our support for Aris. Classes will still be there tomorrow.”

  Hearing those words, I glanced at the rest of the guys. I didn’t have to say anything, their heads dipping down in
agreement. It was time to put their support to the test.

  “We’ll keep an eye out on the crowd for anything suspicious,” Drayce reassured, making sure to check with the others with a quick glance around the group. I mumbled under my breath, letting them know I heard despite being unsure what exactly had come out of my mouth. Rolling my shoulders back, I gathered as much courage as I could muster, purposely ignoring the buzz of nerves that built. With one final squeeze of Drayce’s and Torryn’s hands, I let go and stepped forward, away from the lantern’s shrouded mask.

  It didn’t take long before people saw us, Tor having doused the lantern’s flame as I stepped away. Gasps sounded, the cheering growing quieter as I started forward. The crowd parted as I moved, a path from where we were to Indigo, opening before me. Now that I was before her, I knew without a shadow of a doubt, the disguised witch that stood at the base of the clocktower was Olive.

  It was so surreal, I wanted to stop and take in the moment, but I kept my head up, walking with as much confidence as possible. I managed to hold on to my cool composure until I saw Olive’s excited wave. A bright smile took over, my cheeks aching from how wide it was, and my steps moving quicker as I neared her until I nearly sprinted into her open arms.

  “Oh, thank the Gods and Goddesses,” she murmured, the magic projecting her voice no longer working, so it was only me who could hear. “You nearly gave me a heart attack, getting kidnapped like that. No more heart attacks, Aris. My poor little heart can’t handle it.”

  “Sorry,” I muttered against her shoulder as I squeezed her thin frame in my arms. Her arms tightened around my shoulders as she let out a strangled laugh that surprised me. Pulling back, her face was streaked with tears, her eyes bright red as she swiped at the watery tracks. “Aww, don’t cry, Ollie. I’m safe, we’re safe.”

  “I know, I know, I’m just a sappy, emotional mess.” She waved away my concern, but before she could continue, a sickly-sweet voice started.