Warrior's Craft Four Guys & A Witch Page 3

  Reed thrust his tongue into her pussy and she moaned. Instinctively, her body tried to cling to the pleasure trigger, but Reed was too fast. He fucked her briefly, and then slowly worked his tongue up to rub her clit fast and hard. Three men held her tight as her body surrendered to the passion she’d long felt for them. Her orgasm made her clit the focus of the universe, and the rest of her body floated in awe.

  Coming down from her first climax, Phoebe ran her hands over her men to ground her. When Reed pressed a thumb into her cunt, Phoebe arched. She knew she’d have no shortage of releases with these men now that the cautious politeness was behind them. Did they need any further proof her body was ready? Reed put on the condom and centered himself on her. Despite encouragement from Jude and Andy, Reed filled her slowly. Phoebe’s body opened for him like a familiar friend. She watched DC’s eyes as he stared at them. His needs were complex, but she’d do her best to help him.

  Lifting for more, Phoebe encouraged Reed to pick up the pace. The others kissed her body, held her… caressed her. She couldn’t stop her release. Reed’s thick cock hit her just right as he added a little force to his strokes. Her body tightened and a lightning bolt orgasm struck her.

  DC held her head and all eyes were on her. It was sexy and a little embarrassing at the same time, but the rush was undeniable.

  “You want us bad,” Jude teased.

  “Four men like you is a fantasy. Having it come true would send any woman into a frenzy.” She nudged Reed and he eased back, still hard for her. “On your back.”

  The man’s self-control was impressive, but she wanted to break it, all the same. Grabbing a lube packet, she squeezed it over Reed’s shaft. His eyes widened but she didn’t pause. Turning, she eased her rear down on Reed’s cock and let her body open. DC stepped in, cupping her ass and carrying some of her weight so she could relax a little more.

  “You’re sure about this?” DC asked.

  She kissed him. “Aren’t you? You want it all.”

  DC grabbed protection and slid it on. Phoebe watched as he looked back to the other guys who nodded and picked up some packets themselves.

  “You’re tight,” Reed said.

  “You’re well hung. It feels so good. Denying our sexual needs is wrong. They’re a gift.” She shifted her hips and slid a little more down on him. Taking it all would take time but it felt damn good at the moment.

  “Two?” DC asked.

  She nodded without hesitation. He rubbed her clit and inner folds until her hips lifted in his direction. Some men needed encouragement. She leaned back on Reed. DC pressed into her, and the heat of his cock dazzled Phoebe as he slid fully into her cunt. Two men she’d wanted for years were there, stretching her and completing her, a true union of male and female. The desire to keep them safe with her forever and to enjoy their bodies mingled as she rocked.

  DC’s mouth found her breast, and her pussy tightened on him. Reed groaned and Phoebe shared a smile with DC. She caught him looking over her shoulder, and felt his passion for her transcend further to include Reed. It was magical. She felt them both fucking her.

  She’d always found men together a beautiful sight, and glancing over DC’s well carved back, she saw Andy and Jude kissing and teasing each other while Jude put on protection. A jolt of need shot from her toes to her brain when she imagined what would come next. Never before had any sexual encounter triggered such energy or promised more.

  Andy knelt on the table and moved to Phoebe’s side. “Room for one more?”

  She smiled and kissed his sac. DC wasted no time licking the shaft. Had DC been denying himself men? There was a relief in his energy field, despite the hungry arousal. Phoebe knew they’d never master the complex inner workings of five hearts and minds in one round of sex, but she drank in the details and let it feed her love for them.

  Jude eased up behind DC and tore open a lube packet. The momentary tension in DC’s strong form was quickly replaced with a relaxed and open state. They worked Andy’s cock together as Jude slowly took DC’s ass.

  “Been a while,” DC muttered.

  Andy chuckled. “Like riding a dildo.” He leaned down and kissed DC and then Jude.

  When her back started to twinge, Phoebe flexed a little to avoid a cramp. “Okay?” Reed asked her.

  “It’s so good I don’t want it to stop. Are you okay?” she asked.

  “They can play all they want as long as they don’t try to push on my ass.” Reed reached around and teased her clit.

  Moaning, Phoebe got the message but wasn’t sure if she believed him. Was it denial or did he have a bad experience? Reed had deeper issues. Phoebe hadn’t connected to them yet. There was too much information, and she truly wanted DC’s needs to be fulfilled. She’d like to watch them, join them, and have them all fully sharing. Juggling all these men would leave her dizzy.

  DC’s thrusts sped up and Phoebe lifted for more. DC’s mouth was full of Andy’s cock, and she glanced over his other shoulder to see Jude’s shaft buried balls deep in DC’s firm ass. “You men are amazing. Magnificent.”

  Andy and Reed massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples slightly. The pressure inside her and the need for more sent her into orgasm on the two cocks. Her hands braced on the table as she let it possess her. Grunts from beneath fueled her fun as Reed kissed her neck and lifted to her ass. He didn’t seem to mind fucking her rear, and she wondered if he’d ever played with men.

  The thought of Reed and DC together triggered a quicker climax deep inside her. She shuddered and tried to join DC in sucking off Andy. The men were doing an amazing job, though, and Andy’s cum landed across her breasts.

  “This is sex magic, not porn,” Reed grumbled.

  Phoebe giggled. “It’s natural, isn’t it? Sex celebrates life, and this is a potent and powerful tribute.” She rubbed the cream into her skin, absorbing the energy.

  “It worked for me.” DC leaned down and licked one last drop.

  Pinching DC’s ass, Phoebe got his full attention. “We’re not done. Don’t stop. It’s all you.”

  He was the man between her and Jude. Reed shifted under her but Phoebe didn’t move. Let Reed feel DC’s orgasm and cock through her body. Sharing her was part of the deal. DC finally took the message and thrust into her. When he backed up on Jude’s cock, she saw the pleasure etched on his face. His glasses were fogged up, but he didn’t need to see for his hips to find the rhythm they all needed.

  Andy leaned down and kissed DC again. “Fuck him good. Next time it’s my turn.”

  “You’ll get it later,” Jude said.

  “You can have it any way you want it.” Andy knelt closer to his boyfriend and watched the action, tonguing Jude’s body randomly as he strained to match DC’s thrusts without taking over.

  “So beautiful,” Phoebe whispered.

  Giving her body over to DC’s pace, she relaxed. Reed held her tight. Her hips tilted, but Reed’s fingers went to work before she could even adjust. The man had skills! He rubbed her clit and tugged at her inner folds until she writhed on him.

  DC’s cock filling her again and again, combined with Reed’s rapid touch, took her to the edge in seconds. He kept her there by pinching her clit and then massaging her outer lips until she lifted for more. Finally he rubbed rapidly over her clit like she did alone at night, thinking of her four men. This was a dream come true. She rocked and pressed for more as the heat of her release spread over her body, consuming her inside and out. Shrieking, she trembled in pleasure.

  When she heard Reed and DC’s shouts of release, she knew this worked for them. Somehow they were meant to be one. Jude’s cursing and coming was louder. Phoebe finally opened her eyes to see her men panting with effort and glowing with power, love, and a lot of sexual gratification.

  “Think it worked?” Reed asked.

  “Don’t know about you, but that worked for me.” Andy hopped off the table and helped Jude down.

  “I meant the spell,” Reed replied.
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  “It was only the first time, so don’t push it.” DC eased from Phoebe.

  She sat up, sliding off Reed and stretching her body in the glorious afterglow. “DC is right. With this many people, it can take several tries to get a full impact. I’m not super witch. There was some holding back, I fear. That can weaken the spell.”

  “Felt perfect here.” Jude kissed her mouth.

  Phoebe took her time indulging in his kiss. Then DC’s tongue tangled with both of theirs, and she felt his gratitude and hunger. She wanted more already and knew they were playing with fire. A good fire could keep them warm and safe, but they had to tend it so it didn’t get out of control. Like most things worth the risk, it could go incredibly well or destroy everything. Her body hummed with proof that they shared love and good things could happen.

  “Thanks,” DC whispered in her ear.

  She nodded. “Let’s take a break and see how we feel before charging off to kill anything, okay?”

  * * *

  An hour later, DC sat on the couch with Phoebe and Reed. The sexual tension with Phoebe gone and his needs temporarily met, DC let the rush of power fill him. He couldn’t have everything but that was fine. Right now he’d settle for killing the demons and keeping the witch with them.

  Andy and Jude stood in the living room, recreating the battle where DC got hurt.

  “The attack was fast. These demons are totally different than vampires. You have to stab them until all their orange blood runs out or they keep coming,” Jude said.

  “I’ve tried to determine if a certain weapon or substance will do a better job, but so far nothing.” DC hated that his research had been so fruitless, and he’d lost concentration enough to be injured.

  “We’ll stab them until it’s over.” Andy shrugged. “These things have to get dead. If we scare some back to the underworld, fine, but I’d rather kill them all. Anything that hurts people dies.”

  “I’m glad you don’t feel the need to kill everything that’s different. But where did the demons come from? Why are they here?” Phoebe asked.

  “Who knows?” Jude asked.

  “Who cares? They’re hurting people and will die!” Andy and Jude set off sparring playfully again.

  “We don’t want more of them to come.” DC understood Phoebe’s concerns.

  Reed shook his head. “More will always come. We think there’s an opening on the Upper Peninsula somewhere, a gate to Hell these things can come through. You can’t seal it or stop it. So we fight it.”

  Her hand slid over Reed’s knee. “It’s a life’s work. But without evil, there is no good. It’s a balance. Are there a lot of these gates to Hell?”

  DC nodded and kissed her temple as she leaned into him. “Plenty around the world. Some are natural, while others may have been created by dark magic or demon powers blowing a hole in the earth. They’ll take any opening. All we can do is contain our Hell gate as best we can.”

  “Do you think the spell worked?” Reed asked.

  “I feel stronger.” Andy spun.

  DC felt a surge too. Watching the men spar, he noticed their reflexes were faster, hits even sharper than before. “It looks to me like there is noticeable improvement.”

  “I thought you asked for protection, not power?” Reed stood and stretched before swinging a few punches through the air.

  “It’s all connected. Your ability to protect yourself is power. You being faster or stronger is helpful. But I don’t think we’ve truly cast the magical field around you that I’d like to see. We can try again.”

  Reed shook his head. “I know you liked it. We all liked it. A lot. But we need to see if it worked enough to go after the demons. There were at least nine of them left.”

  “I wouldn’t go after that many demons after only one try at this. You can’t think you’re superheroes or anything. I’ll come with you.” Phoebe stood up.

  “No. Our group, our rules.” Reed stood over her.

  DC had to diffuse the stress. “Let’s go to the One-Eyed Dragon.”

  “The vampire bar?” Reed asked.

  “It’s a paranormal bar so we might find vampires or other evil beings to test ourselves on. But Phoebe is right. We don’t want to go into a direct fight in their lair when we don’t know the extent of the spell.”

  “We went in with no spells before.” Jude shrugged.

  “And nearly lost DC’s arm. No way. I vote bar.” Andy held up his hand.

  Phoebe folded her arms in annoyance as the quad packed up.

  “I’ll talk to Reed. He just can’t stand to see women get hurt. His family was messed up.” DC told Phoebe when they were alone. “I’d love to see you in action, but it’d kill me if you got hurt.”

  She nodded but DC still felt her resentment at the exclusion.

  * * *

  Twenty minutes and a quiet car ride later, they piled out at the One-Eyed Dragon. They walked in casually, with knives and wooden stakes hidden on their persons. Often they patrolled here to find out who was new or causing trouble. Tonight DC saw what they were after the second they entered the dingy bar.

  Three of the demons were there and had a young woman pinned between them as they danced. She could be a vampire, but the flush of terror on her skin made DC charge.

  Andy and Jude were right with him. The duo went after the biggest demon, stabbing him with speeds DC had never seen. The other two demons bolted for the back, shoving the girl in DC’s path. Phoebe rushed up and helped the girl.

  “You never did listen to anyone.” DC smiled at her.

  “Come on!” Reed ran for the back alley and DC followed. The demons were tall, with an eerie blue hue and scaly skin. They could only come out at night and mix with the other paranormal evil that haunted the city, or they’d be all over the news.

  Reed kicked and swung at one. DC stabbed the demon in the back and felt the rush. DC pulled his knife back, then plunged it again, and saw the demon losing power.

  “Get the other one. Don’t let him get away,” Reed shouted.

  DC took off running and it seemed effortless. He tackled the demon and stabbed him in the chest, but the demon held DC and rolled, pinning him. DC fought to get free, but he’d been pulling the knife out and his leverage was gone. The demon had both DC’s arms, and they were gripped in a battle of strength.

  Aim for the chest. That was all DC could think. He wanted to avoid the mouth. The demon struggled and bit DC’s arm where he’d been attacked before. The pain took over, the power gone. The demon tossed DC to the ground but DC heard footsteps retreating.

  “Get him!” Reed shouted.

  “We’re on it.” Jude ran by with Andy.

  Then the demon was a ball of flames, screaming in agony as it turned to ash.

  The men stopped and looked. Phoebe stood at the back door of the bar. “So we need a little more practice. I warned you. See you back at the house.” She turned and walked away. Andy and Jude helped DC to his feet. His wound burned like acid.

  The girl the demons had targeted stuck close to Phoebe like she was a guardian angel. DC wasn’t so sure that label was wrong.

  Chapter Four

  Reed dropped his gear and stormed into his bedroom for a shower. He couldn’t even look at anyone right then. As far as he was concerned, it’d failed and DC was hurt again. Phoebe was fussing over him, along with the men who DC’d enjoyed screwing so much. Reed’s body throbbed with pain.

  As he stepped under the hot spray, Reed tried to block out the images of DC naked, sucking cock, and getting fucked. Reed hadn’t been able to see it all but he knew what’d happened. It’d taken all his self-control not to take DC for himself, but it’d only make things worse. Those desires were dark and wrong. They had to be. It was a test.

  DC was being punished for Reed’s mistakes and slipups. Some leader. He loved his men, loved Phoebe in a way he’d never cared for any woman, and he believed in the mission -- but nature or God wasn’t on his side. Being raised in both practices h
ad left him conflicted. Should he ask forgiveness for his desires or act on them as natural?

  The pagan world was easier for him to navigate: no priests condemning him, no guilt or shame, but he still felt it. Group sex. Lusting for DC. He had to be stronger. Turning off the water, he stepped out and toweled off.

  He was the leader, and he couldn’t even keep Phoebe from joining them. She didn’t understand, and how could he explain? Seeing his mother hurt by his father had only fueled his need to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves. Phoebe had powers but he couldn’t protect her, in addition to the innocents, in a battle.

  Throwing on fresh clothes, he ignored the growl of hunger in his stomach and the darker hunger he felt in his loins. The sex play called to him. They all wanted more. Reed had to admit watching her was as sexually fun as being inside of her. But watching the men… Temptation like that should be avoided.

  When did DC go bisexual? It looked and felt natural, but Reed should be shocked.

  A knock on the door tore him out of his thoughts. It was the woman of the house. Even though no one had invited her to stay, she seemed to belong here now.

  “You okay?” she asked.

  “Is DC?” he countered.

  “He’ll be fine. We cleaned the wound and I put some special salve on it. I know you didn’t want me there.” She walked in.

  “We’d have saved DC. Your job was the spell, and it needs work.” Reed tried not to look at her.

  “I know. I told you that before you ran off to do battle. This sort of bonding takes time and complete honesty. No one will make you do anything you don’t want to, but you have to let us all be ourselves. I’m not going to sit on the sidelines, waiting to see what happens.”

  “What about that vision thing? Can’t you watch us in battle from here?” Reed asked.

  “Astral projection? Yes, I could do that, but then I couldn’t really intervene -- at least, not well. I’m still developing my powers. A stronger witch could help, but the sex part wouldn’t work. You don’t know how rare this is, how intense.” She sat confidently on his bed.