My body finally stopped shaking when we came to a sudden halt. The world had stopped spinning, and our hands were still linked to one another. I sucked in gulps of crisp air and glanced around. When my vision finally reoriented, I realized with relief that we were back on the academy grounds, but sans our undead prisoners.
We’d made it, though. We had completed the exam.
“Unholy Satan,” Vesta panted, and she nearly collapsed as her knees buckled. “We’re back. We made it. We’re alive.”
“Most of us, anyway,” Morgana whispered as she dropped her blue eyes. “I still can’t believe that Sweeny is gone.”
Part of me felt sorry for the witches. It must have been difficult for them to lose a fellow classmate and to watch her die such a brutal death, but Sweeny had brought it all upon herself. If she hadn’t been so goddamn stubborn and just listened to me, then maybe she would still be alive.
“It still doesn’t feel real,” Faye murmured as she ran her fingers through her thick red hair. “I keep expecting her to snap or sneer at me.”
The witches all lowered their eyes and stared down at the grass as if they were having a moment of silence for Sweeny.
“I’m sorry for your loss,” I said after a moment.
To my surprise, the witches didn’t snap or curse at me. In fact, they all glanced up at me and slowly smiled. It was a sad kind of smile, but there was also relief in their eyes. They might have lost a friend, but at least they had made it out with their lives.
Thanks to me.
I knew whether they wanted to admit it or not, I was the reason why we’d managed to make it out of the exam in one piece. Yes, they were capable witches, but they still weren’t as strong as me. Who knew how many of them would have survived without me.
And now that we had proved our worth, I wondered if Headmistress Theodora would finally tell me why I was here. It would have been a fair reward, but who knew what other little tricks she had up her lace sleeves.
The cold wind whipped across our bruised and cut up faces, and I glanced down at the castle and shivered. I longed to be inside, so I could warm myself by a glowing fire.
“Let’s return to the castle,” I said as I glanced at each and every witch. “We all look like hell.”
The women were all pale, with bloodshot eyes, and dark bruised color circles under their eyes. Their hair was disheveled with twigs, leaves, and dirt in it, and their clothes were tattered, torn, and covered in soot and blood, both monster and their own.
“Thanks,” Vesta joked with a weak smirk. “That’s the best compliment a witch could hear.”
“You know what I mean.” I grinned. “Come along, I don’t know about you, but I could use a bath.”
Everyone slowly headed down the hill, and we walked toward the main iron gate. The gargoyles that guarded the entranceway let us in as soon as we approached the bars, and their eyes glowed a lime green as the gates swung open. The sight reminded me of my very first night here at the academy. That dark, cold night when blood fell from the sky. It seemed like only yesterday when I was introduced into this chaotic and fucked up world, but I loved every second of it. I’d never felt so alive as when I was navigating through the deadly maze, through the dark wood, and in the mortal realm.
As soon as we stepped into the entranceway corridor, all four professors, including Headmistress Theodora, were standing in a row in front of her magnificent portrait.
“Welcome back,” Theodora said with a gentle smile. Then she looked at each of us, and her smile slightly faded. “I’m sorry about Sweeny, but I’m afraid the exam truly chooses who is or isn’t strong enough to become a Wicca at Scholomance. I respect that you are mourning for her, but I also suggest you get over it quickly. As Wiccas, you’ll grow more and more accustomed to death. Trust me.”
All the professors were wearing plain black cloaks now, and their eyes were devoid of emotion. It seemed as if Theodora was the only one who seemed to be relieved to see us all in one piece. Luna, Vanessa, and Crimson just continued to stare at us with masks of stone-cold expressions.
“Thank you, Headmistress,” Vesta said in a soft voice. “It is a pleasure to return to the academy and continue our studies on the next level.”
“Of course.” The headmistress nodded.
“I have a question, ma’am,” I spoke up.
“Oh?” Theodora looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
“What happened to the villagers we resurrected?” I asked. “They were gone when we teleported back.”
“We are making good use of them, don’t worry.” Theodora smirked. “Now, I’m sure you would all appreciate a good, hot bath and a fresh set of clothing. We want you to look your absolute best for the celebratory banquet and the wand ceremony.”
We nodded gravely in response, and the other professors moved aside to let us pass through the painting and back to our own quarters. As soon as we were in the classroom corridor, we all gathered in a small circle.
“Well,” Vesta said with a frown, “see you all in an hour.”
“Cheer up, Vesta.” Faye smiled. “We’re alive, and that’s all that counts. We’re graduating, for hell’s sake.”
“I know,” Vesta sighed as she bit down on her lower lip. Then her silver eyes darted up to look at the rest of us, and she forced herself to smile. “You’re completely right.”
“Of course, I am.” Faye smirked and flicked her red curls over her shoulder. “When have I ever been wrong?”
The witches chuckled, and I bid each one a quick and quiet goodbye before we all headed our separate ways. My body was sore as hell as I walked up the spiral staircase and to my bedroom, but when I pushed my door open, I was welcomed with a warm fire crackling in the stone fireplace.
I shut the door, warmed my broken and cracked hands by the flames, and then quickly undressed. When I looked at my reflection before entering the bathroom, I saw just how beaten up and exhausted I looked. My hair was covered in leaves and matted blood. My eyes were also bloodshot, and my lips were pale and chapped from wandering through an ice-cold maze and a black forest for hours in the darkness.
I shook my head, and my sore legs wobbled over to the tub. It was filled up to the brim with hot bubbling water, and when I slid my body inside, I relished in the relaxing and small indulgence. My eyes slowly fluttered as I sank deeper into the water. Then I let my body submerge, and I just laid there at the bottom of the tub.
That’s when a strange thing happened.
As I was underwater, pictures flashed across my mind. There was a baby, covered in blood and wailing in the center of a pentagram that had been drawn on a black wooden floor. The baby thrashed and cried out while a group of hooded figures slowly walked toward the distressed infant. I tried to open my eyes, my mouth, but I couldn’t because it felt like I was drowning. I tried to lift my arms out of the tub, but my body was frozen.
Finally, a pair of ice-blue eyes met mine, but before the figure could pull back their hood, my body shot upward and out of the water. I gasped for air and coughed my lungs out, and I immediately scrambled out of the tub and just stared down at the water.
Of all the times to have a vision … why now? Who was that child? And who was the figure who had the same color of eyes as mine? Was it just a coincidence?
“No,” I muttered. “Nothing here happens by chance.”
I quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, and when I was back in my room, there was a fresh set of clothing folded on the chair. I lifted the outfit up to study it, and I noticed these clothes were the most formal pieces I’d ever seen. There was a midnight velvet shirt with a sharp, high collar and an emerald pendant on the breast pocket. The pants were also made of the same velvet, and they were a slim fit. The boots that came with them had been buffed and were gleaming under the candlelight.
I dressed slowly, since I was still confused about the sudden vision, and I knew I’d have to find out the answers on my own. It would be a challenge, but I knew if I could defeat a life or death exam, then I could figure out the meaning of this impromptu vision.
I sighed as I finished buttoning up my shirt, and I ran my fingers through my damp hair. Then I decided to take some time to sit by the fire and just think. I thought about the next semester, my relationship with the witches, and about my mysterious past.
I was utterly lost in thought until a light knock on the door brought me back to reality.
“Yes?” I called out.
There was no response, so I strode over to the door, and when I swung it open, I saw Vanessa standing there. My jaw nearly unhinged when I saw how beautiful she looked. She was wearing a bright, crimson-colored gown, and her obsidian hair was curled to perfection as it tumbled over her creamy white shoulders. Her dress not only bared her shoulders, but it was cut so low that I could see a good amount of her pale, perfectly perky breasts. She was also wearing makeup for once. Her eyes were lined with black shadow, and her lips and cheeks were a rosy red.
The witch looked stunning.
“Are you ready?” Vanessa asked in a bored voice. “Everyone else is already settling in. I thought it was women who traditionally took longer to get dressed.”
“Err, yeah, I’m ready.” I nodded as I closed the door behind me.
“Good,” she said before she swung her skirts and led the way.
I followed her down the stairs as we headed to the banquet hall, and the moment I stepped inside, my mouth fell to the floor.
The banquet hall looked vastly different this evening. The ceiling was illuminated with glittering and shooting stars like it was a vivid night sky. Blackbirds flew across the room, and familiars padded here and there. The black chandeliers were lowered and lit up with hundreds of candles, the hall was warm, and the aroma was spicy like cinnamon.
I caught servants wandering around with platters of goblets and food, and I did a double take. These were the undead villagers we had brought back from the plagued village. They now worked for us and obeyed our every whim. I thought it was odd to see gray, sallow-skinned corpses stumbling about in traditional servant attire, but I didn’t dwell on it for too long.
The banquet hall wasn’t too crowded. Aside from the servants, there were the professors and the rest of my group.
I glanced over one corner of the room, and I spotted Morgana and Vesta whispering to each other with goblets in their hands. They both were dressed in gorgeous gowns, and I checked them out as I neared them.
“Hey, there,” I said when I reached the women. “You probably don’t want to hear it from me, but you all look stunning.”
To my surprise, the witches glanced down and blushed.
“We always look stunning.” Morgana smiled in a coy way. “So, you shouldn’t be so surprised, Cole.”
I had to admit she was right, but tonight they truly outdid themselves. Morgana was wearing a long, dark gown with skin tight lace sleeves and a velvet choker around her slim, elegant white neck. Her dark, brownish-black hair was pulled up into a bun, with small ringlet curls that framed her delicate face.
Vesta, who looked equally gorgeous, was wearing a silver, sleeveless dress that showcased her plump, purple breasts. Her long green hair tumbled down to her waist, and she was wearing long silver gloves that went up past her elbows.
“You clean up pretty well yourself.” Vesta nodded. “For a man, anyway.”
“Thanks,” I answered as I grabbed a goblet from a platter held by an undead servant.
The resurrected man stared at me with an open mouth and gray eyes, and his head tilted as he slowly moved on ahead, prepared to serve the rest of the party. Undead servants were playing music by the stained glass windows, and I walked around the room with a goblet in my hand and a smile on my face.
Music continued to play, and that’s when I spotted Akira and Faye seated at a table in a corner. Akira was wearing a dark blue gown with a plunging neckline that went all the way down to her belly button, and Faye wore a long sleeved, skin tight black dress that contrasted beautifully with her red hair.
“Hello,” I said as I took a seat next to Akira.
“Hey,” the dark-haired witch replied with a small, faint smile. “You actually look decent.”
“Thanks,” I chuckled. “So do you.”
Vesta and Morgana joined us at the table, and then a full feast of food appeared in front of us on silver platters. We enjoyed a meal of roasted quail, duck, boiled potatoes, greens, and freshly baked bread. We drank goblets of dark, black wine, and it tasted of blueberries and roasted nuts. We laughed and ate, and despite all the shit these women had given me, it felt amazing to be here all together and at peace.
I supposed beating death brought people closer together, even if they still hated my guts.
Though, as I watched Morgana smile coyly at me again, I had to wonder if it was truly hate they were feeling toward me. She’d be very dead if not for me. They all would.
We continued to eat, and then when our plates were cleared, Headmistress Theodora stood up and glanced at our table. She smiled before she raised her glass and twirled her black skirts to face everyone.
“Today, we are celebrating the victory of our five preschoolers.” She grinned and winked. “Vesta, Akira, Faye, Morgana, and Cole … congratulations. You have passed your preschool term and will be moving up to the next level.”
Everyone clapped and cheered as we raised our glasses, and then Theodora chanted something I actually understood, even though it was in Latin.
May the dark lord continue to guide your way through a series of new challenges.
I smiled to myself. I was prepared for anything else that the fucking devil had to throw my way. I’d proven myself this far. So, why not go even further?
After the banquet and toast, we were all called to the front of the massive hall. We all lined up, and I stood as straight and tall as possible. Vanessa, Luna, and Crimson watched from their own table as Theodora carried a large, velvet blue pillow to the stage. Five, long, intricately carved wooden wands rested on the pillow, and I could feel the excitement coursing through me as the headmistress neared us.
Since I was the last one in the row, I knew I would have the very last wand. I watched as each witch took their wand and then marveled at it as if it were made of diamonds, but I couldn’t blame them for their excitement. We’d been waiting for this moment for a long time now.
When Theodora finally approached me, she grinned and lifted the pillow.
I bowed my head and studied the wand below me. It was painted ebony black, and scorpions and skeleton bones were carved into the wood with extreme detail and precision. When I picked the wooden stick up, I could feel a darkness surge through my entire body, and I smiled as I sensed its inner power. It was like holding onto a powerful drug.
I knew that with this new weapon, I’d be even stronger than before, and I couldn’t wait to see what kind of havoc I could wreak once I learned how to properly use it.
“Thank you,” I said.
Theodora nodded before she whirled around and left the stage. Then every witch bowed in return, and I followed their lead.
With the official ceremony out of the way, the rest of the evening consisted mostly of drinking black wine and eating desserts.
It was time for some well-deserved celebration.
“Okay,” I said to the four beautiful women sharing the table with me. “It’s time to go.”
“What?” Morgana asked as they all looked at me with confused eyes.
“To my bedroom,” I said as I stood. “Time for the real celebration. Follow me.”
The four witches stood instantly, and I realized I had accidently given them an order. However, not a single one of them narrowed their eyes in anger at me, so I figured they wanted this as much as I did.
I turned around and walked out of the feasting hall, and my four women followed closely behind me. Once we walked out into the hallway, though, Morgana grabbed me by the arm and swung me to face her.
“This doesn’t mean we’re friends,” the brunette clarified in a firm voice, “but we all survived today, so … ”
“Oh, of course.” I nodded, but I couldn’t quite wipe the smirk off my face. “This is all just about convenience. You definitely don’t want to fuck me because I saved our lives today and made sure you passed the exam.”
The witches all blushed to the roots of their hair, but not a single one of them opened their mouths to argue.
That wasn’t good enough, though. Not after all the shit these witches had put me through.
But I’d address that once we made it to my room.
I took the lead again, and I quickly took them all upstairs to my bedroom. Candles had already been lit in my suite, and there were pitchers of water and four glasses sitting on the dresser next to my bed. I also noticed my bed had been pulled away from the wall a bit so it could be easily accessed from both sides.
Cordelia really had thought of everything, and I wondered if the ghost-woman was excited about the show I was going to give her.
The moment the door closed behind us, I turned to face the four women and felt a grin spread across my face. Both Morgana and Faye looked a bit nervous, but Vesta and Akira stared at me with hungry eyes.
“Leave your dresses on, but take off your panties,” I commanded, and the four women let out surprised gasps as their hands moved down under their garments.
Each of the beautiful women wiggled their hips from side to side as they pulled on their underwear, and then I let out a growl of excitement when their frilly little things fell to the floor around their feet.
“Hand them to me,” I ordered as I held out my palm, and each of the women bent down, scooped up their respective panties, and placed it in my hand. Each of the garments were the same color as their dresses, and I took a deep whiff of each one before I placed it on my dresser next to the water.
Each pair smelled like their delicious pussies, and I almost couldn’t wait to taste them.
Almost.
“Now, now, now,” I purred as I stepped toward the group and gently began to run my fingers over the spot on Morgana’s dress where her nipples were pushing angrily against the fabric. “Whatever shall I do to the four of you first?”
“You could--” Vesta started to say, but I held my finger up, and her mouth closed.
“The question was a bit rhetorical,” I chuckled. “The four of you will not speak unless I ask you a question.”
It hadn’t actually been a command, but they nodded, and then Morgana let out a little gasp when I gently pinched one of her nipples. Her blue-eyes closed as she leaned a bit into my hand, but then she sighed when I pulled my fingers away and moved on to Faye.
“My beautiful witches,” I continued as I ran my hand up her stomach. “The four of you are mine. All mine. Forever. And tonight I’m going to ensure that you never forget that I own each of you. Your bodies, your minds, and your souls.”
Their eyes were opened wide as they stared at me, and Faye began to bite her bottom lip as I played with her nipples through her dress.
Then she also let out a little half-whine when I stepped away from her.
“Get on your knees,” I commanded the four of them, and they all instantly lowered themselves onto the rug before me.
Then their eyes fixed on the bulge in my pants.
“I could command you to do this,” I purred. “Or … you could just--”
Vesta moved first, and she quickly tugged my belt open before her long lavender fingers unbuckled my fly. By the time she had my dick out in her hands, Akira was next to her, and they both let out gasps of pleasure before their mouths got to work.
Vesta took the tip in between her lips, and she moaned gratefully as she began to slide down my length. Akira sucked one of my balls into her mouth, and she groaned as she tasted my skin. Both of them stared up at me as they sucked, licked, and slid their fingers around my cock, and I let out a long sigh as the warm pleasure began to fill my body.
Vesta and Akira’s pleasurable administrations had distracted me for a few moments, but once I got used to their mouths, I glanced over to Faye and Morgana. The two of them were still on their knees a few feet behind the other two witches, and their eyes met mine.
I raised an eyebrow, but before I could ask the brunette and redhead why they hadn’t joined their fellow witches, they both crawled forward and took a spot on my left side next to Vesta.
The lavender-skinned woman was moaning in between sliding my cock down her throat, and her silver eyes were closed in ecstasy. I imagined that if I didn’t say anything, she would suck me all night, and the feeling of her lips wrapped around my cock was amazing enough for me to want to let her.
However, there were three other women who needed me.
“Vesta, let Faye have a taste,” I whispered.
“Hmmmm,” the green-haired witch moaned on my cock, and then she slid her mouth off me with a wet pop.
Akira had her hand around the base of my cock while she licked on my balls, and she gently pushed on my shaft so that my tip pointed right at Faye’s mouth. The redhead’s green eyes stared at my glistening erection, but then she glanced up at my face as she slowly leaned forward, opened her full red lips, and then accepted my penis into her mouth.
“Ohhh, yes,” I sighed as her tongue swirled against my tip, and then I groaned a bit louder as she slid her mouth down more.
Morgana’s mouth moved to the base of my cock, and both her and Akira began to battle each other’s tongues while they licked on my balls. The sensation of the two of them licking me everywhere, combined with Faye’s throat sliding down my shaft, was fucking fantastic, and I let my mind drift up and out of my body while I enjoyed their work.
“Me again,” Vesta pleaded after Faye had sucked me for a good minute, and then the redhead popped her mouth off my cock so the green-haired woman could have another turn.
“I want it next,” Akira growled, and then she moved her lips next to Vesta’s so the two women kissed around my tip.
“Woowwww,” I gasped as their tongues glided over my cock, and then I groaned when Akira won their little struggle and took my entire length in one hungry little gulp.
Soon, the four women were taking turns licking my shaft, balls, and sucking on my cock. The sight of them on their knees pleasuring me was abso-fucking-lutly amazing, but the sensation of their tongues and mouths was even better, and after a good ten minutes, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.
And when I did cum, I wanted it to be deep inside each of their velvety tunnels.
“All four of you, kneel on my bed with your asses facing me,” I ordered, and they instantly released my cock, turned, and then moved to my bed.
A moment later I was staring at four beautiful pussies, and I quickly removed my shoes, pants, and shirt so I was naked. The women still wore their dresses, but the garments were bunched down around their torsos so I could see the full shape of their hips, asses, and vaginas.
“Such beautiful bodies,” I muttered to the witches as I traced my fingers across their ass cheeks.
Morgana was on the far left, and her ass was tight and toned. It was a bit larger than Akira’s, but the brunette’s waist was about the same size as the other slender woman’s, so her hips actually seemed much wider than they were. The blue-eyed witch let out a gasp of surprise when my fingers trailed across her ass-cheeks, and it almost seemed like she tried to wiggle her hips down, and her ass more upward in an effort to get me to slide across the waxed lips of her pink pussy.
Faye’s ass was almost as thick and juicy as Vesta’s, and the redhead also had a small upside-down triangle-shaped landing strip of red hair above her clit that acted like a directional sign for her entrance. It was very cute, and goosebumps erupted across her creamy skin as my fingers brushed across her ass cheeks.
“Are … are you going to fuck us now, Cole?” Faye whispered before I moved past her.
“Yes,” I snickered. “That’s the idea.”
“But … are you … going to cum in us?” she asked.
“Yes,” I confirmed. “That, too. I’m going to cum deep inside of each of you. Probably multiple times tonight.”
“Ahhh,” she sighed, and I could see all four of them start to wiggle their hips a bit as they processed my words.
“What if we become pregnant?” Faye continued, but it was hard to tell from the tone of her voice if she was eager or worried.
“Uhhh, we are fucking witches,” Akira groaned. “We can’t get pregnant if we don’t want to.”
“Ohh, right,” Faye giggled. “Sorry, I’ve just … never had sex before. Sooooo … I’m a bit nervous.”
“Me, either,” Morgana groaned, “but at least I’m not asking dumb questions.”
“Oh, shut up,” the redhead hissed. “You were probably thinking the same damn thing as me.”
“It will be fine, ladies,” I said as I traced my fingers over the goosebumps of Faye’s ass one more time before I moved on to Vesta.
The lilac-hued witch’s hourglass body was absolutely divine, and I guided both of my hands across the tops of her ass cheeks before I slid underneath and gently traced her pussy lips with my fingers. She gasped when she felt me touch her there, but before she could push herself down against my hand, I slipped my fingers back onto the top of her ass and moved on to Akira.
The black-haired woman’s lithe body was delicious, and I gently traced my hands across each of the small muscles in her lower back before I squeezed her ass. The movement caused her to gasp, and then she growled a bit when I traced my fingers across her lower thighs and almost touched her pussy.
“Now … ” I mused as I walked back down the line and continued to teach each of their bodies. “Who should I slide into first?”
None of them answered, but their bodies were tense and trembling, and I could smell the arousal of their pussies.
“How about I do a little test?” I snickered. “I bet you four thought we were done with tests?”
“Yes,” Morgana gasped. “Just … please … I … You are teasing us.”
“That’s kind of the idea,” I chuckled as I gently began to rub her ass. “The four of you have been quite mean to me for the last few weeks. I think it’s only fair that I get to turn it around a bit. Now for the test. How about whichever one of you is the wettest is the first to get my cock?”
“That sounds--ohhhhh!” Morgana gasped as my pointer finger slid in between her pussy lips and probed knuckle-deep into her tunnel.
“Wow,” I whispered as I slowly slid my finger out of her. “You are really wet. I wonder how you taste.”
“Fuckkkkk, Coooooolllleeee,” she groaned as she twisted her neck to face me, and her ice-blue eyes widened when she saw me stick my finger into my mouth so I could taste her juices.
“You taste great,” I said after I licked my finger, and it was the truth. Her pussy tasted like light cinnamon and honey.
“Put … it … back--” Morgana started to plead, but I just shook my head.
“Ahh, ahhh, ahhh, that wouldn’t be fair to your fellow witches. This is a test, after all. Let’s see how wet Faye is. Shall we?”
I moved over to the redhead, and I couldn’t help but smile when I rested my hands on her ass and felt her shake like a leaf in an autumn storm.
“Ohhh, ohhh, fuckkkk,” she panted as I slid my fingers down to her slit and then gently pushed inside of her.
Faye let out a gasp as soon as my finger went its full length into her tunnel, and then she whined when I pulled it slowly out of her.
“Damn,” I sighed as I raised my finger to my mouth. “Also soaked. I don’t quite know who is wetter between the two of you. I might have to do a second test once I go through the group. Now, I wonder how you taste. Turn your face around so you can watch me lick your juices from my finger.”
“Yes, Cole,” Faye groaned as she tilted her head around. Her emerald eyes were as wide as dinner plates, and she licked her full lips as my own tongue tasted her essence.
“Delicious,” I sighed, and it was the truth. The redhead’s pussy reminded me of mild ginger mixed with tangerine.
“I’m … glad … you like … it,” Faye panted.
“Oh, I love it,” I chuckled as I moved down the line to Vesta.
The silver-eyed beauty was glancing back over her shoulder at me, and her eyes rolled back into her head a bit as I moved my fingers over her ass once more. Then she let out a gasp of absolute joy as soon as my finger slid into her, and she gasped again when I pushed a bit deeper into her tunnel.
“My, my, my,” I hummed as I slowly pulled my finger free of her tight pussy. “This feels like a three-way race still. All of you are just dripping.”
I put my finger in my mouth and then slurped all of Vesta’s juices clean. She tasted like vanilla, and our eyes met as I licked my lips.
“Ohhh, you know you taste good,” I snickered.
“Yeah,” Vesta sighed. “Satan, this is so hot. Put your finger back in me. I’m like … much wetter now.”
“No,” Morgana scoffed. “She doesn’t get a second chance. I’ve gotten much wetter as well, and Cole needs to test my--”
“It’s okay,” I laughed as I stepped to my right so I was behind Akira. “Everyone will get there--ohhh, damn … ”
“What?” Akira growled.
“Ohhh, Akira,” I snickered as I crouched down to look closer at her bare pussy. “I think we have a winner. You are just gushing. It’s dripping down the inside of your thighs. How did you get so wet?”
The coal-eyed witch didn’t answer, so I gently slid my finger inside of her tunnel.
“Answer me,” I ordered. “Why are you so wet?”
“I … ” she started, and I actually felt her fight a bit against the blood bond. It wasn’t much of a struggle, more like a gentle tugging between us that I sensed, but she quickly lost the war, and her body pushed back into me so my finger went deeper into her tunnel.
“I’ve been thinking about you fucking me all day,” Akira finally admitted and buried her face into the bed.
“Oh?” I snickered. “Tell me more.”
“No,” she growled. “Please, Cole, don’t make me say it--”
“Tell me more,” I ordered, and my voice had dropped several octaves.
“You were right,” she groaned as she began to fuck back against my finger. “I loved your cock in me, and I loved it when you filled me with your cum. Fucking shit. It’s all I’ve been thinking about. I can’t even fucking sleep at night. I want it again. I’ve been dripping since I woke up this morning and guessed we would be together again tonight. There. I said it. Are you fucking happy?”
“Yes,” I purred as I pushed my finger into Akira’s tunnel to meet her bucking hips. “I’m very happy to hear you say that, since I already figured you felt that way.”
“Fuck you, Cole,” Akira moaned as she gyrated against my hand. “Damn it all, I fucking hate you.”
“But you love my cock,” I said.
“Yessss,” she hissed. “I love it so muchhhhh. Please put it in me. I need it deep inside of me.”
“It’s not fair!” Morgana groaned. “You’ve already fucked her.”
“Shut up!” Akira growled. “You’ll get a turn, but I won his cock now.”
“Ahhh, you are both so greedy,” I chuckled. “You’ll all have to learn to share me, but we can work on that. For now, Akira is correct, she’s won the prize.”
Without another word, I pulled my finger out of Akira’s body, grabbed her slender hips, and then shoved my cock into her incredibly tight, but very, very wet, tunnel.
“Ohhhhhh!” the dark-haired woman screamed as soon as my cock slammed balls deep into her, and then she cried out again as her walls began to clench around me.
“Wow, fuck,” I groaned when I realized she had pretty much instantly climaxed, and I grabbed her hips tighter as she bucked on my bed.
Akira pushed her face down into my sheets and let out a muffled scream as she continued to climax, but then she shrieked again and again when I started thrusting in and out of her clenching tunnel. The coal-eyed woman’s climax must have lasted a good minute, maybe more, and she just seemed to climb from one orgasm to the next as I plowed her slender body. Finally, she pulled her face up from the sheets, let out a soft whine, and then collapsed. I still held onto her hips and had my cock buried in her tunnel, but I knew she was done for a few minutes, so I slid out of her and then took a step left to stand behind Vesta.
“She’s next?” Morgana groaned. “You already--”
“If you keep complaining, I’m not going to fuck you at all,” I growled, and then the blue-eyed brunette closed her mouth with a snapping noise.
“It’s okay,” Vesta sighed. “I’m so turned on right now. I’ll probably climax faster than Akira.”
“Let’s see about that,” I said as I grabbed my cock and guided it in between her pussy lips.
“Ohhhh,” we both gasped as soon as we were joined again, and then I hooked my fingers around her wide hips so that I could slam into her.
Vesta’s body felt incredible, and I marveled at the way her ass rippled every time I buried my cock deep inside her. She didn’t lie about being really turned on. By the tenth time I’d thrust into the green-haired witch’s pussy, her walls were already starting to tighten around me desperately. She came shortly after, and while the climax wasn’t as violent as Akira’s, Vesta still pushed her face into my bed sheets to muffle her screams of ecstasy as her hour-glass shaped body rode wave after wave of pleasure.
“Hmmm,” I purred once she was done cumming. “That was really nice.”
“Ohhh, Cole!” Vesta gasped as I slid out of her. “That was … thank you … ”
“We aren’t done yet,” I chuckled. “We are just getting started.”
I moved over to Faye and rested my fingers on her trembling hips. She looked back over her shoulder with her wide green eyes, and it was obvious she was almost as scared of my cock penetrating her as she was of the final exam.
“Will you be gentle?” she whispered.
“No,” I answered, and then I slammed my cock into her tight little pussy as hard as I could.
The maneuver only worked because she was sopping wet, and my cock was covered with Akira’s and Vesta’s lubrication, but I still imagined it had to be shocking for her, and her pupils instantly dilated as her mouth opened.
“Ohhhh, shittttt!” Faye screamed as she tried to dive away from me, but it was too late, and I had a strong grip around her hips.
The redhead couldn’t escape from my cock, and I thrust into her over and over again until her scream of painful surprise changed into a long moan of carnal pleasure. After she was moaning, she started gasping. Then her tunnel began to clench around my shaft with each of my thrusts, and she frantically clawed at the sheets on my bed.
“You are close to coming,” I informed her, since I didn’t know if she’d ever climaxed before. “My cock is going to make you cum, Faye. Do you like it?”
“Yesssss,” she groaned, and then she let out a little surprised squeak as her climax punched her in the stomach. Her body twisted back against me so my tip pressed up against the small entrance to her womb, and then she shuddered, vibrated, and screamed my name for a solid thirty seconds.
Then the redhead was done, and she collapsed forward off my slick dick and whimpered.
“Finally,” Morgana sighed as I wrapped my fingers around her slender hip bone.
“So impatient,” I growled.
“I’ve had to watch you fuck three other--Ohhhhh!” Morgana’s words twisted into a moan as I penetrated her.
“You like that?” I growled as I yanked her hips back into me while I thrust my cock deep in her. I was actually being a lot rougher than I had been with Faye, and I saw Morgana’s breasts pop out of her dress’ top as I slammed into her.
“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!” the brunette screamed out of her open mouth, and her face twisted into an expression of agony mixed with pleasure.
Morgana didn’t last very long at all. Not even two minutes after I first began to fuck her, she climaxed like a tornado. The brunette threw her long hair back over her shoulder, grabbed my wrist at her hip, and then shook as if her body was having a seizure. The entire time she came, her blue eyes stared into mine, and she couldn’t conceal the absolute adoration in them.
Then she was done, and I let her slide off my cock and lay down on the bed.
“You four did good,” I purred as I joined them on the mattress. “Now it’s time to fuck for real.”
“Fuck for real?” Faye gasped as her green eyes grew wide.
“One of you rides my cock,” I instructed as I laid on my back. “Another on my face so I can lick her clit. Two others on my hands. I want to fill each of your pussies. Get to it. Now.”
My last word was an order, and the women quickly complied. Akira, always the quick one, was instantly on my cock, Morgana straddled my face, and both Faye and Vesta occupied my hands.
And then the rest of the night dissolved into a blissful orgy.
I lost track of the amount of times I came deep inside of my women, but I knew that each of them received several cups of my seed. They each got dozens more orgasms on top of my own, and as the night gave way to the early glow of dawn, we finally collapsed in one sweaty heap of limbs and satisfied moans.
As my lovers began to drift off to sleep, I knew the five of us were ecstatic to be alive and out of “preschool.” We were also happy to find pleasure with each other, and each of the women had admitted that they just couldn’t get enough of me.
And their eagerness to serve me now made me wonder about the other women in the school.
All of them were powerful. Well, they had to be powerful if they survived the exam we just went through. Was there a way I could add more women to my Blood Pact harem? Faye, Morgana, Vesta, and Akira were certainly beautiful creatures that were amazing to fuck, but they hadn’t developed their powers yet, and they weren’t even close to being my equals.
I imagined most of the other women in this school were more powerful than me.
What would happen if I convinced them to join my blood bond?
What would happen if I acquired a very powerful witch? What if I controlled someone like Vanessa?
The thought of possessing her magic was almost as arousing as the thought of fucking her.
It was definitely something to think about.
After a couple of hours of rest, I took a moment to step out of the sex smelling bedroom and head outside. I needed fresh air and time to think about my next steps. I was grateful, tipsy, and satisfied, but I was also still questioning everything. Even though I had a wand, I’d passed the exam, and I was alive, I still had no idea who I really was.
“Needed some air, I take it?” a familiar voice asked from behind me.
I spun around and saw Theodora smiling at me. Her hands were folded in front of her, and her eyes were lowered as she stared down at the grayish-green grass.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I just have a lot on my mind … which you’ve probably already guessed.”
“Yes,” she chuckled. “I know you do … which is why I think you finally deserve to hear at least a bit of the truth.”
“You mean, you’ll tell me exactly why I’m here?” I asked, and I didn’t bother to hide the eagerness in my voice. “You’ll finally tell me who I am and where I came from?”
“One thing at a time.” The headmistress grinned. “Come, let’s go into my office where it’s warm.”
I took a deep breath before I followed her back into the castle. I had no idea just how much information she was prepared to share with me, but at least it would be a start. After everything I’d been through, this was the greatest reward I could have been given.
I was finally going to find out who I was.
End of book 1