Bewitched for Pleasure

by Lacey Thorn

  Kyle rummaged through the movies she’d brought and selected one. “As soon as this one ends, I’ll start this one.” He held up one of the action movies she’d picked up. “I’ve been wanting to see this one since I saw it advertised for theaters. Didn’t realize it was out on video already.”

  “Came out this week,” she said.

  Then Scott entered with the pizza. They spent the next few hours eating, laughing and watching movies. She was starting to think this was all they had in mind when Travis suddenly stood with her in his arms. She squeaked with surprise and clung to him.

  “I’d say it’s past time we moved this into the bedroom,” he said and turned to head down the hall with her.

  She glanced back to see Scott grabbing beer bottles while Kyle shut off the television. She had no doubt they’d be following.

  Travis nudged open a door with his foot, and she realized he’d taken her to his bedroom. It was a huge open space with the bed easily taking up the majority of the room. She wondered where he’d found a bed that big. Then she was flailing through the air, shrieking as he tossed her on top of it and reached for his shirt. He was just kicking off his jeans when Kyle and Scott entered.

  “I was hoping to find her naked,” Scott said. “Not you.”

  Brenna laughed. “I’ll start stripping if you will,” she told him.

  Kyle was already divested of his shirt and socks and was just starting on his jeans. Scott, wearing only jeans, made quick work of removing his clothes then all three naked in front of her. She licked her lips and rose up on her knees in anticipation. How did she get so lucky? And she was very lucky.

  She tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it their way while they watched her every move. Reaching back, she unclasped her bra and threw it at them, as well. She brushed her fingers up her bare sides and swooped in to cup her breasts and lift them. Using her fingers, she pinched and tugged at her nipples, showing them just what she liked.

  “Fuck,” Kyle muttered, reaching down and grabbing his cock, giving it a squeeze.

  “Oh, yes,” she purred and flipped around so she sat on the bed. She unsnapped the top of her jeans and unzipped them before lying back on the bed. She lifted her hips and slowly inched her jeans down, leaving her panties in place as she did. When she had them low enough, she scissored her legs to get them the rest of the way down and kicked them off the bed.

  With only her panties still on, she came back to her knees and trailed a finger down between her breasts, over her stomach, to the band of her undies. Watching them, she dipped her fingers inside and zeroed in on the swollen bud of her clitoris, rubbing over it and moaning at the pleasure that rocked through her. Then she slid her fingers through her cream and pulled her hand free. Still keeping her gaze on them, she brought her damp fingers to her mouth and sucked her juices off of them.

  “Mhmm,” she moaned.

  As if a spell was broken by her words, they all moved toward the bed in unison. Travis stopped to grab a box of condoms and a large tube of lubricant. Hands reached for her, and she tumbled onto her back. Scott jerked her panties from her and took the same path she’d taken with her fingers with his teeth and tongue. He moaned and delved deeper, licking and sucking at her sex.

  Kyle took her mouth, kissing her deeply, while he used one hand to toy with her nipple. Warm breath caressed her other nipple just before Travis’ mouth closed over it. This was what she wanted, what she’d spent all day fantasizing about. There was no way she’d ever get her fill of this, of them and the pleasure they could wring from her.

  Scott was using his fingers, now, as well as his mouth. He had two digits pumping up into her pussy while his mouth focused on her clit. She writhed and moaned, lifting her hips off the mattress as she sought that tiny bit more that would send her flying.

  Kyle broke the kiss and slid down to replace his fingers on her nipple with his mouth. And that was all it took. With a scream, she came, her body quivering as her orgasm rocked from her center outward until her whole body felt the warm glow of release.

  Scott turned his head and planted a sucking kiss on her inner thigh. “God, you taste sweet.”

  “Fuck me. Now,” she demanded. “I need you inside me.”

  They seemed to have made a plan earlier on how they wanted to handle tonight. Scott grabbed a condom and tore it open, rolling it on and shifting between her sprawled thighs. Kyle and Travis moved back, both of them snagging a condom then moving out of her line of sight.

  “I’ve been thinking about you and this all day long,” Scott said as he nudged her opening with his cock. He plunged deep and held still. “God, you feel so good. I could make love to you all day long and still want more.”

  “Just make love to me right now,” she pleaded, lifting her arms and legs to embrace him.

  He rocked slow and easy, taking his time, thrusting deep and holding there for a brief pause before easing back out. His mouth found hers, and he kissed her softly again and again before nibbling along her jaw and neck. Sensations built inside her, and soon she found herself swinging up into him, seeking a harder thrust, a deeper penetration.

  “Almost there?” he asked, slipping a hand down and rubbing her clit with his thumb.

  “Yes!” she cried out. “Just a little faster. Please.”

  With a groan, he picked up the pace, and she could tell he was just as close as she was. When she came with a cry spilling from her lips, he wasn’t far behind.

  “Oh, God! Brenna! Brenna!” he bellowed as his cock jerked inside her, filling the condom with his seed. He collapsed over her, pinning her to the bed. “I love you,” he murmured and gave her a fast kiss on the jaw before rolling off and collapsing beside her.

  Before she could regroup enough to respond or even assure herself he’d actually said what she thought he had, her legs were being tugged over to the side. Kyle stood there, cock sheathed and ready. As soon as he had her positioned the way he wanted her, he lifted her legs up along his chest until her feet rested at his shoulders and plunged deep. He rode her fast and hard as if he couldn’t wait another moment for her.

  His cock hit deep, pulling whimpers of pleasure from her that echoed around the room, and she forgot to breath, much less think. Within minutes, she was in the throes of a third orgasm.

  “That’s it. Milk my dick.” Kyle groaned. “I love the feel of your pussy squeezing my cock. God, I want to take you bareback, coat my dick with your hot juices and see my cum fill you up.”

  His words were so hot they sent another tremor through her. She’d never had sex without a condom, but she suddenly wanted to, with all three of them. It would be something they would need to talk about. She was already on the pill and had been for years. Still, there were things other than pregnancy to worry about.

  Kyle came with a roar, slamming deep and holding himself buried in her while his cock flexed and jerked inside her. “Ahh, Brenna. Brenna. I love you,” he whispered hoarsely as he dropped his head to plant a panting kiss on her shoulder.

  Her legs slid down until they rested in his elbows. Then he was gone before she could offer the words back.

  Travis stepped up. “You look so beautiful. Your skin is flushed from orgasm. You’ve got this look in your eyes that sets a man’s blood on fire.”

  “Travis,” she moaned.

  “I’m right here. Can you take me?”

  She nodded. He eased her back on the bed until her feet no longer dangled off.

  “Roll over on your stomach,” he urged, one hand on her hip to help.

  She did as he wanted, but when she would have rose to her hands and knees, he stayed her with a hand against her back. “Stay like that,” he crooned.

  He nudged her legs apart and skimmed one hand under her belly once he was in place between her thighs. Lifting her just enough, he pressed his sheathed cock against her and easily slipped inside. He spread his fingers wide on her stomach and used his other hand to brace against the bed.

  “You feel so g
ood,” he told her. “I love the way you feel around my dick. I love the curve of your ass cushioning my thrusts. The way your hair falls down your back.”

  “Travis.” She moaned his name again.

  “Shh,” he whispered. “Just let me love you,” he pleaded.

  She lifted one hand up to wrap with the fingers he had placed on the bed. The other she fisted in the bedding beneath her cheek. She turned her head to the side and glanced up at him. His smile was soft and sure, and she could see the pleasure he felt on his face. Their gazes locked and held as he moved inside her.

  The wicked curve to his penis had him hitting just the right spot with every stroke. Though she’d had three orgasms, in this position, with the skilled tapping of her G-spot, she found herself unbelievably heading toward a fourth.

  “You feel so good,” she rasped to him. “I can’t… Oh, God…” She couldn’t finish a thought much less a sentence as he picked up the tempo and pumped a bit faster.

  He slid the hand on her stomach down far enough that he could get a finger on her clit and rubbed back and forth over it. She wiggled and moaned, clawing at the cover with her free hand. It was so good, she couldn’t lie flat any longer. She inched up her legs until she could get her knees under her. Travis adjusted as she rose and began a pounding rhythm that had the bed rocking on its frame.

  “Oh, God!” she screamed. She had her head dangling and was rubbing her forehead back and forth against the mattress while she wailed. “So good. So good,” she chanted over and over again as she felt the intense pleasure wash through her.

  Travis grunted and rode her faster as he orgasmed. He pressed impossibly deeper, lifting her knees slightly off the mattress. He held her suspended for one brief moment then eased her down flat and rested on top of her. She could feel the gallop of his heartbeat against her back, mimicking the racing of hers.

  “Love you,” he panted, and she knew she was no longer uncertain.

  One by one, they had made love to her then expressed their love for her. She didn’t doubt, didn’t question. They’d known each other too long. They knew her better than any other men she’d dated over the years. And she knew them in ways their previous girlfriend’s couldn’t have. That’s what came from having a friendship like theirs.

  Travis slowly rolled off her and lifted an arm to drape over his eyes as he continued to catch his breath. She could see Scott in the bathroom and wasn’t surprised when she felt Kyle drop on the bed on her other side. How had she waited so long for this, for them? What in the world had she allowed to hold her back?

  She shook her head, not permitting those thoughts to take hold. Timing was everything, and apparently, this was their time. Maybe they’d needed the years to really get to know one another. All she knew was that she’d never been happier in her life. Had the love spell really worked? Was there such a thing as magic? And did it really matter? It didn’t. All that mattered was she was surrounded by the three men she’d longed for, and they loved her.

  “You okay?” Scott asked, catching her gaze as he moved back into the room

  “I love you,” she answered instead.

  Travis perked up beside her.

  She turned her head to him. “I love you.”

  She pushed up a bit and glanced at Kyle. “And you. I love you. I love all of you. I’m not sure how this is going to work, but I know I want us to work.”

  “Then we’ll make it work,” Kyle said.

  “Definitely,” Travis agreed.

  “We’ll figure it out as we go along,” Scott assured her. “You’ve had us bewitched since the day we met you. I can’t see anything changing that, especially now that we’ve tasted the pleasure that only you can give.”

  Bewitched. That sounded about right to her.

  Chapter Six

  Eight weeks later…

  Brenna knocked on Chel’s door with bag in hand. The door opened immediately, and she was jerked inside.

  “Did you get it?” Chel demanded, reaching for the bag.

  “Yes. I’m hoping the girl at the counter doesn’t go blabbing or I might give one of the guys a fright,” Brenna grumbled good-naturedly.

  “I’ll be right back,” Chel said and almost ran down the hall.

  Brenna stepped into the kitchen and turned on the kettle for tea. It’d been eight weeks since that night when her whole life had changed. A spell, a candle, some wine and a moment of impulsiveness that had had her dancing naked under the moon had transformed her whole life. Now, instead of going home to an empty house, she went home to a very full one. It was still a little hard to believe she had Kyle, Travis and Scott in her bed every night. More importantly, they loved her, and she loved them.

  She and Kyle had both given in and moved in with Scott and Travis in the huge house they’d built. She’d still kept her cottage, refusing to get rid of it. Not because she wanted a place in case things didn’t work out like some of the jealous people in town said, but because it was the spot where they’d first gotten together. It was her first house, and she’d worked hard to leave her mark on it. Though the guys might razz her, she knew they understood.

  They’d received mixed feelings from those in town. Some people didn’t care about their relationship. Some found it sinful and refused to talk to them, though they sure seemed to talk about them. And some found it intriguing. Funny enough, it didn’t bother her as much as she’d worried it would. As long as she had the three of them to come home to every night, she didn’t care what the rest of the world thought.

  Chel and Chuck didn’t mind at all. In fact, Chel teased Chuck that she needed to make copies of him just so she could experience it. Chuck just laughed and said only if he could do the same to her.

  Brenna no longer sat on the barstool watching the guys with hungry eyes when they were at the bar. Now, she was with them, touching them and unashamedly showing everyone how much they meant to her. All in all, life was going pretty great.

  “I’m nervous. My stomach is in knots,” Chel said as she entered the kitchen.

  “Well?” Brenna prompted.

  “I have to wait three minutes.”

  “What do you think? I mean, obviously you think you might be, or you wouldn’t have called me and asked me to go to the store,” Brenna said.

  “I’m late, which you know I never am. My breasts have been tender, and I’ve been nauseous,” Chel confessed.

  Brenna grinned. “You could totally be pregnant.”

  “Oh, God,” Chel moaned.

  “This is a good thing. You wanted this. Chuck wants this. What are you oh, God-ing for?”

  “What if I’m not a good mom? What if I can’t figure out what to do or what to say or—”

  “You’ll be fine. I think you have a while to work on the ‘what to say’. I say go with your instinct. I’m pretty sure you can handle diapers and feeding and rocking, which is all you need to start out with. That and love, which you and Chuck have in spades,” Brenna reminded her. “Any child would be lucky to have you two as parents.”

  “You think so?” Chel questioned.

  “I know so,” Brenna assured her as the kettle whistled. “How about a cup of tea?”

  “Yeah,” Chel said with a nod.

  Brenna poured the water over the tea and left the mugs on the counter for the bags to steep. She glanced at the clock.

  “It’s been three minutes,” she murmured.

  “I can’t look, yet,” Chel whispered. “What if it’s negative? What if there’s no baby?”

  “What if it’s positive?” Brenna countered.

  “Will you look for me?” Chel asked. “Please?”

  “Of course,” Brenna said and, giving her best friend’s hand a squeeze, she headed down the hall toward the bathroom.

  Her heart pounded fast and furious, and her palms were sweaty. Lord, you would think this was her pregnancy test with how she was reacting to it. She took a deep, calming breath and shoved open the door. The stick was lying on the sink and, s
tepping inside, she glanced over to read it.

  “Chel?” she called.

  “Right here,” her friend said from the doorway, making Brenna jump. “Sorry,” Chel offered with a small smile. “I didn’t want to check, but I couldn’t sit and wait, either.” She nodded toward the test. “What’s it say?”

  “Maybe you better sit down,” Brenna cautioned.

  “Oh, God, it’s negative,” Chel said and dropped down on the closed toilet seat.

  Brenna just looked at her then slowly shook her head, a smile blossoming on her lips. She watched her friend’s face change, saw the glow begin and felt her own heart swell. Chel’s hands dropped to her stomach.

  “It’s positive?”

  “It’s positive,” Brenna confirmed.

  “I’m having a baby,” Chel whispered with awe.

  “You’re having a baby,” Brenna agreed with a laugh.

  “I have to call Chuck. I have to…” Chel trailed off and stood. Her whole face lit up with the smile that settled on her lips. “I’m going to have a baby.”

  Brenna nodded. “Yes, you are.”

  Then they grabbed each other and shrieked, laughing and crying then laughing some more. Brenna couldn’t help but think about the spell cast in the moonlight. Chel had lit a candle and read a spell to have her marriage blessed with a baby. Brenna had asked for love but had been unable to pick between Scott, Travis and Kyle. Thankfully, she still didn’t have to choose between them. She got to have all of them. And Chel was pregnant.

  Maybe there was magic out there in the universe.

  Thank you she silently offered as she and Chel left the bathroom. They headed back to the kitchen and the hot tea that awaited them. Something caught Brenna’s gaze, and she glanced back, watching as a candle flickered to life on the counter behind them. The soft glow seemed to dance in celebration before slowly sputtering out, leaving a trail of smoke and the subtle scent of apples behind. Maybe there was such a thing as magic after all.

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