Familiar with the Warlock - Viola Grace Page 0,4

that?”

She blushed. “Do what?”

“Let out a magic burst with your orgasm. Warlocks like Olmin channel the energy created during sex; they don’t part with it. They use it. You just produced more magic than the last three channeled orgies combined. Well done.”

“I don’t think I will put that on a t-shirt.” She struggled to get out of Argo’s embrace. He simply picked her up and put her on the bed with a wide grin.

“Oh, I don’t know. I think I went to an orgy, and all I came out with was this t-shirt would be cute.” He nuzzled her breasts and licked at her nipples, going from left to right with his rasping tongue.

He was playing with her. There was no intent to deepen the contact. He was toying with her, as cats did.

She gripped his head and tried to pull him away, using his ears for leverage. “Uhf. Knock it off. You aren’t performing for an audience. It is just me here, and this wasn’t my idea.”

He looked surprised. “I am not performing. I have a responsive woman under me wearing almost nothing. Who wouldn’t be interested?”

Argo leaned in and kissed her with increasing intensity until she was twisting against him. He lifted his head and whispered, “Plus, you like cats.”

She was about to answer him when he kissed her again, his hand moving between her thighs, and one of his fingers slipped into her. She inhaled sharply and kept her eyes shut as he moved the digit inside her until it was sliding easily. His second finger joined the first, and he stroked his tongue in her mouth in the same beat as his fingers.

Maven tried to focus on one thing at a time and finally had to give in and surrender to the sensations. Her hips started to rock against his hand, and the softest sounds were coming from her lips as Argo’s increasingly devastating kiss blanked her mind.

She felt the change in the air, and the intimate moment was suddenly a spectator event.

Argo lifted his head and whispered, “Just you and me, right?”

She blinked. “I can feel him in here.”

Olmin’s chuckle proved her point. “So, your senses are working. It seems that I missed something while I was gone, I would love to catch up.”

Argo looked up and said, “We will have to go slow. She’s tight.”

Maven could only see Argo at that point, but she caught a detail in his sentence. “What do you mean we?”

Argo chuckled. “You don’t think I’d leave you now? We are just getting acquainted.”

He took the fingers that he had been sliding into her and brought them to his mouth, sucking them with a hot look in his eyes. “Yeah, I am not going anywhere.”

Olmin’s weight caused the bed to dip. “And I am here to join the party.”

She winced when she was pulled further into the bed until she had a man on either side, and she was the one wearing the most clothing. This couldn’t get weirder, could it?

Chapter Three

It was strange to be held in the arms of one man while another was lying between her thighs, three fingers slowly moving inside her while he tongued her clit.

It had been explained, in great detail, that Argo’s tongue was too rough for her sensitive folds. She could barely stand the hot flick of Olmin’s tongue against her, so they were probably right.

“Oh, sonofabitch!” She quaked and twisted as another orgasm hit her.

Argo laughed against her neck. “I like that announcement. It belongs on a t-shirt.”

Olmin was silent, and he looked at her with his eyes glowing. He licked his lips. “I could consume you for eternity.”

She squeaked and tried to back away from the intensity of that white-hot gaze.

Argo cleared his throat. “But he won’t now, will he?”

Olmin shook his head. “Right. I won’t. Tonight is about gaining power for a greater purpose.”

He moved up her body and kissed her lips. She tasted herself on him, but it wasn’t weird. It seemed hot for some reason. She gasped as he exhaled into her, and she tasted the energy that was glowing inside him. It tasted like sex as well.

He shivered when she reached up to thread a hand into his hair. The effect her slight touch was having on him was funny, considering. She held his head as he kissed her, flexing her leg to the outer side of his hip.

He broke the kiss and sighed. “How to start?”

Argo suggested, “Slow and shallow?”

Olmin sighed. “Probably for the best.”

She