Born to be Witchy - A.J. Macey Page 0,21

seated, and I was completely filled. They moved with practiced synchronicity, my eyes closing as I rocked over Caspian, and Drayce thrust into me. I moaned as the sensations overwhelmed me. Caspian’s hands rolled my hardened peaks between his fingers while Drayce’s hands hooked around to tease my overly sensitive bundle of nerves. He ignored my whimper, knowing I wanted more despite how many times I’d come.

“Fuck,” I whispered as my body quivered, so close to exploding. They knew how to work me, backing off just enough to bring themselves to the edge, then teasing me to completion. As they both stilled inside me, cocks pulsing with their own releases, Drayce brought me over the edge to join them, my body keeping their own orgasms going until they were groaning in the same mix of pleasure and slight pain I was experiencing.

When they pulled out of me, we collapsed on the bed, letting our heart rates return to normal. Once I felt like I could properly breathe, I finally uttered the words I was feeling.

“I love you guys.” The way they worshipped and loved me left me equally breathless. I knew no matter how many years we had together, it would never be enough.

Seven and a Half Months Later

Aris

Ow ow ow ow!

Everything ached something fierce. Sweat beaded against my forehead, and my pink hair was sticking to the sides of my face as I tried to breathe through the pain. Mr. Stripes whined, a tiny paw rubbing my head in an attempt to soothe my distress. The other familiars gathered with their witches, all of them looking at me with worried gazes.

“Alright, Aris, you’re ready to take the potion,” the doctor instructed, nodding for Caspian to hold out a small glass vial. “It should work almost immediately.”

“It hexing better,” I muttered, taking and downing it like a shot. I had been in labor for almost a full day, and no amount of magic seemed to speed up the process, but we were finally ready to go ahead with the next step—numbing potion and pushing.

Thank the gods and goddesses because I was ready for this little witchling to be out.

“Feeling it, Gorgeous?” Tor asked, brushing a hand over my forehead to move the hair from my face. Nodding, I took a breath, relaxing enough to look around. Each of my men was there, supporting anything I needed throughout the day, despite looking like they could go for a nap—dark circles, tired smiles, and messy hair—but they all were awake and ready to help.

“Yeah, thankfully. It felt like I had been stabbed ten thousand times for the last few hours there,” I chuckled tiredly. “Let’s get this show on the road because this soon-to-be mama is tired.”

“You got it,” Doctor Charlie said. After another little while of following her instructions, there was a crying baby in her arms. She laid the baby on my chest for me to hold, and Drayce and Kye situated the blanket over us as we all looked at our little witch.

A little girl with the prettiest gray eyes and dark brunette hair.

“She’s beautiful,” Xan stated, his eyes growing watery as he spoke.

“Our mini-Aris,” Drayce agreed.

“She’s definitely Kye’s,” Caspian joked. “Look at that little pouting scowl on her face. There’s only one of us that makes that face.”

Kye chuckled, wiping his face on his sleeve in an attempt to hide the tears I saw flowing.

“Whoever’s she is, she’s perfect,” I whispered.

“What’s her name?” Doctor Charlie asked, glancing around at us.

“Ella. Her name is Ella Hope Aeternum.”

Six Years Later

Aris

“Mama! Mama! Look at what I can do!” Ella yelled as a swirl of shadows darted around her in a circle, her magically tinted pink hair and tutu flaring out as she spun with her powers. Raptor clucked excitedly, chasing the shadow stream as she twirled.

“That’s awesome, Ella Bella,” I told her, loving the excitement she held for practicing. “River! Rider! What did I say about messing with the rune circle?” I called sternly, noting the little russet-haired twins on the edge of the circle. The two-year-old troublemakers jumped up, giggling to themselves before running toward the summer home. Mr. Stripes and Ruby darted around, running with the twins, while Coral swam around the edge of the lake and basked in the sun.

“Hey, you little hexing hellions,” Torryn hollered boisterously, scooping up River and Rider with a playful rawr. “You bothering your mama again?”

“No!” they both shouted, their giggling only growing louder as Caspian came up and started tickling them from