Mates & Magic: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance Box Set Collection

by Jade Alters

  Also, Ian’s room is the biggest, and I feel as if we’re all just waiting for Ian, our alpha, to confirm what happens next.

  “Meet me in my room?” He says it softly as if it’s a question and not a command, and that’s how I know that he’s just as affected as the rest of us. I don’t know exactly who he’s talking to, but I think it’s all of us.

  Victoria

  I don’t think I’ve ever felt happier or more content in my life than I do right now. As I pad up the dark wood stairs to my bedroom, I’m wrapped in Darren’s big Star Wars beach towel, my hair still dripping, and my face sore from laughing so much. Mitch is ahead of me. As he climbs the stairs, he glances over his shoulder at me, cheekily winking.

  Beyond my contentedness, I feel wired up and my body feels like it’s humming.

  Mitch and Darren both made me come and my body is still thrumming with pleasure, but as talented as Mitch’s fingers are, they weren’t nearly enough. I want my men, my beautiful fox shifters. I want them all. I want as much of them as I can get all at once.

  And I want them now.

  But I take my time when I get to my room. Partly because I know that nobody’s going to sleep any time soon, and also because I know they’ll wait for me. But I’m also enjoying the anticipation. It’s only making it hotter to think about what’s waiting for me. I dry myself off completely with Darren’s towel and dry my hair the best I can until I’m warm and no longer dripping.

  I treat myself to a little bit of primping. I also don’t have a ton of lingerie, but I have an urge to look sexy for my boys. I change into some pretty blue lace panties and a barely there, lacy white nightgown. I don’t bother with a bra though. At this point, it would just be an unnecessary obstruction. I put on a little mascara and some lip gloss, and I brush out my hair. I slather on some lotion that smells like coconut and when I look in the mirror I’m smiling like a loon.

  I pad into Ian’s room, and he’s sitting on his bed in only his boxer-briefs. To the point, maybe, but I’m too riled up right now to waste any time taking off clothes.

  “Hey, there,” Ian says. He looks me up and down, and I see his eyes darken with desire. It’s no wonder. I looked in the mirror. This nighty is practically translucent. “Look at you.”

  Ian stands up and enfolds me in his arms and we kiss. The sensation of his rock solid body against mine is enough to start getting me wet, but then I feel someone behind me, hands at my hips, gripping through the thin material of my nighty.

  “Hey, sweetheart,” Brendan whispers in my ear.

  I want them all so badly…

  I reach back and tug Brendan’s head down so he’ll kiss my back. My time with these men hasn’t been long, but I’ve already grown to love the feeling of being pressed up against one of them while another embraces me from behind and kisses my neck.

  Mitch and Darren join us, and soon enough, I’m dizzy as four pairs of hands slide, stroke and caress my body. My knees go weak as I kiss each of them one at a time. I feel that throbbing of desire inside me and a feel a surge of impatience. I push Ian down on the bed and climb on top of him.

  I straddle Ian and feel him, thick and hard in his box-briefs, but for a while, I just enjoy that sensation of him underneath me as Darren kneels behind us, and Mitch and Brendan kneel on either side. Darren’s hands come around to knead my breasts, and I arch into the touch as I rock back and forth on top of Ian. The buzz between us, the connection that pulses with our desire is almost hypnotically pleasurable. Darren pulls at my nighty, and I raise my arms, blushing as I hear their murmurs of admiration. Then, hands are sliding over my skin again. I can feel the friction of my core, hot and pulsing with want in my panties, as I rock on top of Ian. It’s starting to drive me wild, and I feel Ian’s hands clutching my ass, slowly pulling down my panties, until I get impatient and then we’re both scrambling out of our underwear. My chest heaves as I kneel and I bite my lip. I’m delighted by the sight of Ian’s cock, swollen and leaking just for me. I guide him inside me, and Darren whispers affirmations in my ear, pinching my nipples as Ian fills me up. The feel is so full and satisfying that I can’t help rocking. I watch his mouth fall open as he bucks up into me. But it’s still not enough. I lean over, seeing Brendan taking off his underwear. I hardly wait until he’s naked before I take him in my mouth. The feel of Ian and Brendan inside me all at once is so good, I tear up, quivering with pleasure as Ian and I find a rhythm.

  “Darren...” I mumble hoarsely, slipping Brendan out of my mouth just long enough to cast a dark look at Darren, hoping he knows what I want. I lean forward, staring down at Ian and I swear he grows just a little bit inside of me and I gasp, throwing my head back. It takes a bit of gentle easing, but then Darren is inside me too and I can’t speak. I can only tremble, on the very edge of bliss. The guys all seem awestruck, but then who knows, I don’t know anything. I’m dizzy and my head is spinning as Darren and Ian both fill me up. I rock between them, trembling until Ian carefully grips my hips and thrusts into me. I come all at once, screaming my pleasure. The both of them pulse inside me until all I can do is collapse on top of Ian, catching my breath.

  Yet, it’s only a moment more before I find myself wanting Mitch who’s been patiently watching us, his mouth hanging open a little as he strokes himself. I slide off Ian and roll onto my back, sprawled naked and wanton on the bed. I stare up at Mitch, imploringly.

  “C’mere,” I murmur.

  Mitch climbs on top of me and I wrap my legs around him. There’s little preamble, and we’re both impatient as I guide him inside me. I feel the ripple of his muscles under my fingers and the contained strength of him as he looks down at me and thrusts. Our breath mingles and tears slide down my cheeks. I feel so close to all four of them, my passionate fox shifters, who I know would do anything for me.

  Mitch makes me scream and I think to myself, this is it, I can’t possibly take anymore. But when Brendan so sweetly lays soft kisses all the way down my body and then, ever so slowly, slips his tongue inside me to lick and kiss and milk the pleasure from me as he squeezes my thighs, I tremble like a leaf. A gentle kind of pleasure course through me until I feel boneless and weak.

  Afterward, we all cuddle together, naked, sleepy and sated. I rest my head on Ian’s chest, Brendan presses against my back. The four of us are crushed together. A particularly dopey smile is probably plastered on my face.

  I have a weird dream about my mates. I don’t know much about fated mates yet. I know that dreams can sometimes mean things in the magical world. I don’t know if this dreams anything though. I bet Brendan would know.

  I dream I’m a princess in the woods. It’s all pretty much like a fairytale. I’m playing by a stream, and when I look in the water and see my reflection, I see myself and my four foxes staring back at me. But when I look around me, they aren’t there. In the dream, I guess I don’t understand about seeing reflections in the water. I suppose my dream self is pretty stupid because I jump into the water to look for the foxes. While I’m in there, the stream turns into a raging a torrent. Like rapids, the current is too strong for me to swim in. I don’t find the foxes, but I’m carried away down the raging river with no control as the cold, rushing water keeps overwhelming me. Just when I think I’m about to drown and die, I see a flicker of auburn fur. I see flashes of foxes in the water, and I fight like hell. I swim to them, fighting the current, struggling to get air just long enough to make my way to my beloved foxes. I fight and fight. The dream is so real that I think I’m really drowning. It’s actually terrifying, it feels so real.

  Dimly, I hear voices.

  “Vic! Victoria!”

  Then suddenly, strong hands have me. Strong arms are wrapping around me and lifting me up through the water. Warm, strong bodies are protecting me from the rushing rapids. At once, I know that I’m strong enough to swim, but I also know that I don’t have to swim alone. I have my beautiful fox shifters. They’re here with me, and they’ll never let me go. The river becomes w
arm, soft grass beneath me, and I snuggle up with my foxes, hugging a broad, solid back.

  “Victoria…”

  Something furry is tickling my nose. When I wake up, I groan, resistant. I’m happy in my dream. Then again, the morning doesn’t feel too bad either.

  “Hey baby, wake up,” Mitch whispers in my ear. I’m hugging Ian’s back and Mitch is behind me. We’re all naked in Ian’s huge bed and a fox tail is tickling my nose and making me giggle.

  “Who is that?” I mutter, my voice is a little throaty from the late night in the pool. I reach up to rub my eyes and squint up at the fox curled up on the pillows behind me. He seems to be smiling at me. It’s either Darren or Brendan.

  “Darren?” The fox nods and I giggle as it tickles my nose with its tail again. There’s a scuffle behind me and some grumbling, and then Brendan is switching places with Mitch. He’s insistent and snuggles up behind me for a while. When I glance back, Mitch is hugging Brendan from behind as Brendan hugs me, and nobody seems very upset about it.

  I feel hazy with bliss and as nice as my dream was, this is much better. The only downside is that eventually, I’m going to have to get up. I do have a shift at the bookstore later, and I’m assuming the guys have to work.

  “Will you move in with us?” Ian says, sounding thick with sleep. I jerk up in surprise, and Brendan laughs behind me. Ian rolls over to look at me, smirking a little.

  “Move in?” I say, my voice going up a little. “Like move in move in?”

  “Of course.” He reaches over and twirls a lock of hair around my finger. “You’re our mate. I figure you’re moving in at some point anyway. I mean if you don’t want to-”

  “Please, Victoria?” Brendan murmurs in my ear.

  “I want to!” I say quickly, my cheeks burning a little. “Of course, I want to. I’d love to. Besides, my place doesn’t even have a laundry room.”

  “I knew it!” Mitch pipes up. “She only wants us for our washing machine.”

  “What a femme fatale,” Ian says, ducking his head to kiss me. “Shit, we all have to work today. Got a couple of hours though.”

  “Think how nice it’ll be to come here after work,” I say softly. “And be together again.”

  “Very, very nice,” Brendan says in my ear. He tickles my stomach and I giggle and flail, which throws everyone off. We shift around in the bed and suddenly Darren is back in human form, having taken Ian’s place. Ian gets up, and I watch him casually walk out of the room, naked as the day he was born, mumbling about making coffee.

  “Do you know…” I lie on my back to stretch and instantly two hands from different men are softly caressing my body. There’s no further intent than being sweetly affectionate, and I luxuriate in their touch as Darren traces a finger down the center of my chest and Brendan leans over to kiss my shoulder, his hand on my hip. “What was I saying…” It’s hard to keep my head around these men. “Oh yeah… Do you guys know about the Pair Bond of Fate? I read it’s like a spell that binds couples together, humans or shifter. It’s like marriage. Except the bond is so powerful that when it’s done, you can communicate telepathically?”

  “We can already communicate telepathically,” Darren mutters, kissing my chest almost absently.

  “Well, I can’t.”

  “If you want to, we could do that,” Brendan says, leaning on his hand. He smiles fondly and I reach up to play with his hair. “Why not?”

  That morning, it takes us a while to get the day going. Eventually, the guys shower and dress and head off to work. This after telling me that, oh yeah, they had the tires on my car fixed. When I go outside, it’s sitting right there, parked in front of the house. Sweet boys. I take my time getting ready for work since I start a little later today. The house is empty, but it’s fun to explore on my own as I sip my morning coffee. I spend some time in the library, browsing all their books. Finally, I get ready for work and drive to the shop.

  “Vic!” My manager, Becca, says as I walk in. “How are you?”

  I’ve already almost forgotten that the last time I was at work. I was in quite a state. Now, I just feel relaxed and happy. Of course, I know it’s going to be difficult to explain how I’m suddenly in a relationship with four men and also that the stalker problem is magically gone out of nowhere.

  “I’m great,” I say, beaming at Becca. “Could not possibly be better.”

  At work that day, there is no Hardhum. With the spell on him reversed and his magical license revoked, I guess he knows better now than to come to Baker Books. Frankly, it’s a huge relief. If I ever see his face again, it will be too soon. In fact, nobody bothers me at all at work all day. It’s probably because I’m already so happy, but my day is just lovely. I recommend books to some people and end up stacking up a pile of books I want to buy for the boys because I think they’ll like them.

  On break, I take the time to text Shea and tell her about my four boyfriends. I know that a while ago she would have thought the whole thing very strange, but having met them when she was trying to get me out of my death sentence, I think she could see how much they care for me.

  Now she just says, “I cannot believe you are hogging all four of those hotties to yourself. There ought to be a law.” But a moment later, she promises to come to dinner. I think she’ll understand once she’s tried Brendan’s cooking.

  At the house, after work, I try to make myself useful before the boys get home. I clean the cat’s litter box and unload the dishwasher. I do a load of laundry. I still have stuff at my apartment, so I’m going to have to move everything out. I wander down to the study and start jotting down a list of things I need to do to properly move into this house, and I find myself smiling. When I hear Ian’s car pull into the driveway, I hop to my feet.

  I know that eventually, I’ll get used to everything. But for now, I’m embracing the giddiness of new love, especially since it’s multiplied by four.

  “How was your day?” I run right into Darren’s arms just because he’s the first one who walks in. He laughs and swings me around before passing me onto Mitch.

  “Our day just got better,” Ian says before kissing me softly.

  “I can’t believe we have to burn another circle into the lawn,” Mitch says, frowning as I sprinkle salt.

  “At least it’s the backyard,” I say, smiling hopefully.

  The Pair Bond spell calls for a circle of power, and we figured we’d rather scorch some grass rather than the carpet.

  It’s a Sunday afternoon, and I’m wearing a white sundress. The spell is involved. It’s been a whole project to get all the ingredients together and make sure we all know the chants. Meanwhile, I’ve been moving all my stuff in. Darren seemed especially pleased with my Buffy the Vampire figurines which he placed one of the shelves in the living room, which I consider a place of honor.

  Also, we each had to write vows.

  The guys are adorably nervous about all this. I guess, I should be nervous, but I’ve been too busy getting the spell ready. Just brewing the potion that I have to pour into the middle of the circle took six hours.

  I step to the outside of the circle of salt, and the guys all take their places around it.

  “The dove, the earth, the ash…” We read the recitation from scraps of paper, and then I take a drink of lavender tonic from a goblet and pass it around. I pour the brew into the middle of the circle and light a red candle. I kneel in the grass as each of the guys comes over and places a hand on my head.

  “The dove, the earth, the ash…”

  The circle starts glowing, and this overwhelming sensation of connection with the guys, that’s even stronger than usual, comes flowing through me.

  Spells are so weird. One second you’re reading some chant from a Post-It note. A minute later, you’re levitating. The guys’ eyes glow as they touch my head. They kneel down in the grass beside me as we keep chanting. The blue light of the circle gets brighter and brighter and I hear a hum in my head that becomes their voices chan
ting. Suddenly, I realize that their mouths aren’t moving and neither is mine. We’re speaking into each other’s minds.

  I love you, Ian says in my head, as the glow fades and the spell is complete.

  I love you, Mitch says.

  I love you, Brendan says.

  I love you, Darren says.

  They all embrace, and I say it back to them over and over in their minds. We hold each other in the grass just as the sun begins to set. The five of us are one, bonded for as long as we live on this earth and beyond.

  I love you.

  Afterword

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