Born to be Witchy - A.J. Macey Page 0,6
I squeezed her slightly. My pink witch, playful potions brewer, and our coven… sounds like a perfect recipe.
“I can’t wait,” I told her.
“I know what I can’t wait for,” Caspian called out from the kitchen, his words filtering into the pantry through the door still swinging back and forth on its hinges. Aris’ head tilted in question, but I already knew what he had in mind. His cerulean eyes glittered with fire as they dragged over mine and Aris’ bodies.
“Mmmm, I’d have to agree, Sprinkles,” I whispered, my entire being pounding with molten desire.
As Caspian stepped up in front of her, I wanted to feel every curve of Aris—the seductive curve of her hips and her trim waist. As soon as she was sandwiched between us, her breath had turned to pants, making me want more. Dipping my head lower, I pressed a kiss against her shoulder, licking her heated skin.
Aris grew impatient, reaching out and grabbing hold of Cas’ shirt, so she could tug him to her. Smashing her lips to his, they devoured each other, rushing as they attempted to rip off one another’s clothing, one frantic piece at a time. The urgency made me smile, my own desire pulsing through me in equal fiery measure. As they continued to lock lips, I shucked my own clothes until I was as naked as they were.
“Come here, Angel,” I directed, spinning her to face me. I loved watching them together, but I needed to taste her, feel her lips against mine. Tangling my fingers in her soft, pink tresses, I captured her mouth possessively. Caspian seemed to know what I wanted, peeling her pajama shorts from her luscious curves. “I want to see those pretty pink lips wrapped around me. Think you can do that for me?”
She whimpered, the sound going straight to my already hard cock. Watching her rub her thighs together only increased the ache. She knelt as I asked, glancing at Cas, who followed her down to the patterned rug she’d picked out for the pantry. Caspian didn’t tell her what he was doing, only shooting her a cocky smile, a move that always made me smirk. That sexy grin of his is dangerous.
“Look at me, Angel, don’t worry about what he’s doing,” I murmured. Cupping her jaw lightly, I angled her, so she was looking up. Her gray eyes were sparkling, her hands already moving to grab my hardened cock. As soon as her dainty hands were curled around me, everything tensed in anticipation. At her stroke, my eyes drifted shut, pleasure pulsing through me with each pump of her hand.
Forcing my eyes open when Aris slowed, another wave of need flared when I found Caspian fully down on the rug, his head between our legs and his body laid out behind her, so I could see his hand fisting his cock. It was a beautiful sight—Aris being pleasured by Cas, both of them in front of me to watch—but when she picked up her pace once more, my hips bucked. Aris leaned forward, swirling her skilled tongue around my length. A shuddering moan left me at her lapping ministrations, my body tensing as she started to bob her head over my cock.
“Hellsticks,” I groaned, my cock jumping as she took me deeper. My balls started to ache the faster Caspian worked both himself and Aris, her moans becoming garbled as she bobbed her head. Making sure to not grip her hair too tightly, I held her in place as she came apart from Cas’ tongue.
Her whimpers and cries were almost enough to bring me to my knees. I wanted more of her, but I knew we only had so much time. I’ll have her tomorrow. My lip tucked between my teeth as I watched Cas. Without warning, Aris restarted her movements, taking me even farther and hollowing her cheeks. I was so close, murmuring her name as I barreled toward that blissful release.
I came hard at the back of her throat, every muscle in my body tensing as I shook. A nearly painful pulse of desire shot through me when she swirled her tongue around me one final time. At the wave, my eyes popped open, finding Aris shifting and reaching for Caspian, but he was trembling, almost too close to coming for her to help. Reaching out, Aris took over. Three pumps and Cas cried out, his hips bucking into her hand. White ropes of cum spurted out over his toned abdomen, his