When I opened my eyes, I was face to face with Malcolm and Bram. They were smirking at me, and I knew there was only one thing on their minds.
A cold, brutal murder.
If they were going to murder me, though, I was sure they would want to torture the hell out of me first. The warlocks weren’t the type to just kill without toying with their prey. They were like a pair of greedy wolves. They wanted their fill and fun, too.
But I wanted to do the same thing to them.
I was outnumbered and in a vulnerable position, but despite this, the air felt unusually warm and inviting. I quickly scanned my surroundings and tried to think of a plan or some form of defense. Perhaps there was something in here that would help me escape, both sane and alive.
As I darted my eyes around the room, I noticed this place was both lavish and noble. The walls were made from ebony stone, and massive oil paintings with intricate gold frames hung all around us. To my right, there was also a long spiral wooden staircase with a thick crimson carpet that cascaded down every step, and above us hung a massive gothic chandelier with hundreds of candles that cast a warm glow. The ceiling itself was an enormous mural, with inky clouds and demonic cherub babies that floated in the air with bat wings and fangs for teeth. Behind the two warlocks stood a row of gold, armored knights with long lances extended forward, and I thought this place looked as if it belonged to a dark royal family.
Is this really what my mind looked like? I was both amazed and confused.
“Of course, this would be what your fucking mind looks like,” Bram growled as if he could read my thoughts.
His thick venomous voice broke me out from my small trance, and I turned to see him throw his one remaining arm up into the air and gestured around.
“What?” he snarled. “You think you’re hot shit? Do you seriously consider yourself fucking royalty?”
Although every inch of my body was screaming with pain, I couldn’t help but laugh. My lungs burned as I continued to laugh in their stupid faces, so I hunched over and tried to contain myself, but the furious and dumbfounded looks on their faces were just too damn good.
“What the hell is so funny?” Malcolm demanded, and his gray eyes flashed with fury. “You’re going to die here! Why the hell are you laughing?”
“Because I’ve beaten you at everything so far, and you already think you’ve won,” I chuckled before I pulled out my wand and raised it at them.
“It’s two against one--” Bram started, but again, I laughed in his arrogant, contemptuous face.
The fucker actually thought he had the upper hand.
“You fucking idiots.” I grinned. “I wanted you both to be here. Everyone thinks you need to go into someone else’s mind to win, but I own this place. Observe.”
The warlocks glanced around the magnificent and elegant room, and with all my willpower, I urged our surroundings to shake. Everything trembled, and my grin grew wider as their smug faces fell. Then giant chunks of stone began to fall down from the ceiling, and the warlocks cried out in alarm as they tried to dodge the debris. The stones smashed into the marble floor, and smoke billowed up into the air. The warlocks’ faces were pale and their eyes were wide open, so I knew they were finally beginning to see reason, but instead of admitting defeat, Bram just shot me a cold glare.
“You think we’re afraid of you?” he growled. “Like I said, you’re going to die in here, and you’ll no longer be able to protect those bitches of yours --”
“I don’t fucking think so,” I said as the room stopped shaking, and I glowered at the both of them. “Now, why don’t we just skip the two of you blowing each other and get this fucking over with?”
Malcolm and Bram scowled, but before they could respond, I attacked.
“Colingo!” I shouted.
The two warlocks ducked under my hex, and I took cover behind a red velvet sofa directly at my back before they could retaliate. A moment later, I heard them snarl out their own spells, and bolts of energy slammed into the cushions of the couch. I hunkered down as close to the floor as I could get, and various colors of lights shot above me as the warlocks yelled spell after spell. An explosion blasted over my head, and I knew I had to do something else to distract them.
This was my fucking mind, after all.
So, I closed my eyes and focused on the room. I knew the darker it was, the more difficult it would be for them to see me. Even with all the chaos surrounding me, I managed to pivot all my energy into creating another diversion, and my heart beat pounded in my ears like a wardrum. A moment later, I could feel a shift in the air, and when I opened my eyes, the room was engulfed in a dark crimson haze. Then I gasped as I suddenly felt sapped of my strength, and I realized changing my mindscape took a lot out of me.
My plan had worked, though. The room was murky and filled with scarlet smoke, and the warlocks coughed as their spells became less frequent.
“What the hell is going on?” Bram shouted.
“Don’t pay any attention to it,” Malcolm sneered. “He’s just trying to freak us out! Keep going!”
“But I can barely see--” Bram started, but Malcolm wasn’t having it.
“Just shut the fuck up and aim!” he growled.
At this point, I knew they were just waiting for a clear sighting of my face, so I had to be quick and precise if I cast a spell on either of them. I couldn’t afford to miss, because if I did, they would hit me, and it would be game over.
But what spell to use? I knew I couldn’t use the killing curse for the third time. It would drain too much energy from me. I also knew that as long as I had cover and distance from them, they wouldn’t dare use the same curse since they’d already used it themselves in the last round. They were stupid but not idiotic enough to risk missing me and wasting their valuable energy and souls.
So, I’d have to think of another way to beat these assholes, once and for all. And I had to do it quickly. The longer we spent in here, the more likely it was that some shit could happen, and I’d be fucked. Creating distractions was draining my energy, and it was two-against-one.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t kick their fucking asses.
A few beats later, the barrage of spells petered out, and then I remembered the golden knights situated behind the warlocks. With all my willpower, I urged them to step forward, and my temples throbbed with a sharp pain as I focused all my energy on the soldiers. I could hear their metal joints creaking as they took heavy steps toward Bram and Malcolm, and a strained grin spread across my face.
“Fuck!” Bram shouted. “The soldiers! They’re coming right at us!”
“Don’t be a motherfucking pussy,” Malcolm yelled back. “Hey, Cole, why don’t you just show yourself instead of messing around? It’s now or never!”
He was right. This needed to end.
But I couldn’t just jump up without a plan. Somehow, I had to find a way to disarm Bram and distract Malcolm at the same time.
That’s when it hit me. I’d literally disarm Bram.
Before either of them could utter another spell, I shot to my feet and pointed my wand at Bram and his only remaining arm.
“Secare!” I shouted.
A bright light hit Bram’s upper arm and shoulder, and the spell sliced clean through his skin. Blood arced into the air, and my magic had been so powerful that the warlock’s only good arm now dangled by its shredded tendons and muscles. Bram howled with pain and doubled over, and his wand clattered to the floor as he collapsed down to his knees.
His screams were like music to my fucking ears, but it still wasn’t enough. They needed to suffer even more. I’d make sure they’d both crumble to the floor and scream for mercy.
In that moment, all my fury, bloodlust, and determination to see these two assholes in unbearable pain bubbled to the surface like a brewing cauldron. I could feel my body growing hotter by the second, and soon, thick, sticky red droplets of blood began to pour down from the ceiling like rainfall.
“Bram!” Malcolm’s pale lips were parted in shock and disgust as blood continued to pool around Bram’s prone body and fall from above, and then he hissed as crimson droplets cascaded down his face. “Fuck! That burns!”
I frowned in confusion for a moment, but when Malcom started to try and shield himself from the raining blood, and the stench of burning flesh wafted over to me, I realized the scarlet rain was scalding his skin, even though it didn’t affect me in any way. The warlock cursed and tried to find cover, but there was nothing for him in my mindscape, and his pale skin started to blister in pink and red splotches.
That’s when I saw my chance.
I grinned as I took my aim, and Malcolm’s stormy gray eyes darted up and caught mine just as I opened my mouth
“Insanire!” I yelled.
A bright yellow blast hit the warlock in the face, and he fell back with a hard thud. His wand flew out from his hand, and the piece of wood skittered across the bloody marbled floor. After a moment, Malcolm dragged himself upright and looked at me with blood in his eyes. He was gasping at first, but then his eyes widened, and he smiled, even though his face was now covered in blisters.
“Ha!” he cackled like a wild dog. “You failed! I’m still--”
He never finished his last sentence because in the next moment, his eyes rolled back into his head, and his pale body convulsed violently. Then he started rolling on the floor, and he gasped for breath as his own blood ran down his nose, eyes, and ears.
I turned my attention away from Malcolm and back to the other motherfucker. Bram was bleeding heavily, and his skin was drenched and scalded from the burning blood fall. He was desperately trying to reach for his wand with his fucked up arm, but the appendage was practically useless, so his blistered fingers just twitched in the pool of blood he sat in. Then the warlock’s face paled in panic when he saw me approaching him, and I grinned before I reached down, picked up his wand, and snapped it in half.
“You may be inside my mind,” I whispered, “but I’m still the one in fucking control.”
Bram raised his hand in an attempt to beg for mercy, but I fired my last shot.
“Volant!” I snarled as I pointed my wand right at his face.
The spell sent Bram flying back into the air, and he crashed right into the sharpened, golden lances the armored knights were holding half a dozen yards away. The blades pierced right through the warlock’s chest, and blood spurted out from his lips before he looked at me one last time.
“Y-You bastard,” he gurgled, right before the last trace of life left his green eyes. Then his body went limp as his head dropped, and he just hung there, impaled on the line of lances.
I smirked and looked down at Malcolm. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, and he was staring blindly up at the ceiling. The blank expression on his pale face told me he was no longer the impulsive, stubborn, weak warlock he once was, and I knew it was over.
Malcolm was nothing, and he now suffered a fate worse than death.
“Good fucking riddance,” I chuckled as I kicked Malcolm in the ribs, and he didn’t even flinch.
As I stared at the bloody scene before me, I could feel the palace slowly fading away, and I knew I was returning to the academy. I closed my eyes, and the next thing I heard was deafening applause followed by wild cheering.
I blinked my eyes open, and the banquet hall swam unsteadily before me. Now that I’d used the death curse twice, as well as the insanity spell, I could barely even see my coven running toward me. My muscles were as heavy as lead, and my breathing became shallow. Then my vision doubled, my head spun, and the last thing I remembered seeing before everything faded to black was the fierce eyes of the Mors headmaster.
It felt as if I’d been beaten with a sack of rocks by the time I opened my eyes, and in my groggy and confused state, it took me a moment to realize I was in the infirmary. Once my vision cleared, I saw my coven was seated all around my bed, and Theodora stood at the foot, dressed in a long, black gown. I gazed back at my coven, and each witch looked positively radiant. Even Akira was back to her usual self, with rosy cheeks and a smile on her beautiful face, and she squeezed my hand as she pushed back her black hair.
“You’re finally awake!” she gasped. “About fucking time.”
“Akira,” I mumbled. “You’re okay.”
“Of course, I’m okay, I’m a fucking badass.” The black-eyed witch smirked, but then her expression softened a little. “Thank you for saving me, though. That animo was a real bitch.”
“Happy to help,” I chuckled, but then I winced as pain shot through my muscles.
“We were a little worried there.” Faye grinned from beside her. “But we knew you’d pull through like you always do.”
“Thanks,” I chuckled, although I was still feeling sore. My throat was dry, and when I spoke, my voice was hoarse. “What happened? Did we officially win?”
“You officially won that round.” Theodora nodded. “But I wouldn’t get too cocksure over it, there will still be one final game to complete before you can call yourselves the ultimate victors. Not to mention all the intensive courses you’ll have before that.”
“Who even cares?” Akira laughed. “You killed that one-armed asshole and turned Malcolm completely bonkers. You should have seen their headmaster’s face. It looked like someone took a shit in his cauldron.”
“Yeah,” Vesta drawled, and she pushed her green hair out of her eyes and stared down at me with a confused frown. “Out of curiosity, why didn’t you just kill them both? Why only kill Bram?”
“Because.” I lightly shrugged. “Bram may have been an asshole, but Malcolm was the first one to attack you out of nowhere. Death was a mercy compared to the madness I put Malcolm through, and I wanted him to suffer for what he did. No one touches my women without my permission.”
Vesta blushed a deep purple, and the other witches giggled under their breaths.
“Be that as it may,” Theodora replied with a slight smile, “there will be more trials, so I suggest you get some rest. You’ll be returning to a normal class schedule first thing in the morning. Now, ladies, let’s leave Cole to recover, shall we?”
“We’ll be back to check in on you later.” Morgana smiled. “The headmistress is right, you need to get some rest.”
“What are you going to do now?” I asked.
“There is another damn dinner,” Akira muttered under her breath.
“Which is mandatory, even though you always seem to disappear or miss them altogether,” Theodora tutted. “Now, I hate to repeat myself, but you should all leave.”
The coven blushed from her reprimand, and I couldn’t help but smile.
“I’ll see you all later,” I whispered. “Don’t worry about me.”
The women bade me another goodbye and left the infirmary, but Theodora stayed behind and looked down at me with a small smile.
“I must say,” she said, “that was quite impressive, Cole.”
“I can’t imagine the Mors headmaster is too pleased,” I grunted. “Now what is he going to do? Have they officially lost?”
“Do not worry about him.” She waved a hand. “You won’t like it, but I feel that he will remain in the games, and he’ll do whatever he can in his power to make sure he still has a winning chance.”
Of fucking course, he would.
I sighed and shook my head. I was about to argue against the idea, but then, something came back to me. Something I meant to ask Theodora for some time now.
“Professor,” I intoned, “I couldn’t help but wonder about something after the second game.”
“Oh?” She arched an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “And what might that be?”
“How did the warlocks escape with their lives?” I asked. “It made no sense… we left them to die. There were at least five giant monopods heading for the warlocks by the time we jumped off the cliff. I just don’t understand how they survived on that island.”
“I wondered the same thing myself,” she replied. “By all rights, they should have died, but when you left them, all hostile factors vanished simultaneously from the game.”
“What do you mean?” I asked with furrowed eyebrows.
“I mean that all threats near the warlocks seemed to vanish as soon as your coven fled from the scene,” she explained. “Lightning struck the monopods dead, and it was the most peculiar thing. I wonder if, perhaps… oh, never mind.”
“What?” I pushed.
“We’ll discuss it later,” she said before she placed a hand on my shoulder. “In fact, I think we have a few more things to talk about.”
I opened my mouth to protest but decided against it. Theodora always revealed what she wanted to, on her own terms, and I was finally coming to accept that. So, instead, I flashed her a small smile.
“All right.” I nodded. “I just hope you don’t expect me to play nice with that prick of a headmaster.”
“Not at all.” She smiled. “Now rest up, I’ll be back to check in on you later.”
I returned the smile before she turned on her heels and walked out of the infirmary. Then I sighed and leaned back into my pillow. I knew everyone would be in the banquet hall, and the rest of the academy corridors would be empty. I fidgeted in my bed and realized that even though my body was still sore, I was too wired to lay down.
So, I slipped out of bed, and I realized I was clad in a white robe. There was a fresh set of clothing by the bed, though, and I felt Cordelia had something to do with it. I slowly changed into a crisp, white button-down shirt and a pair of black trousers. Finally, I slipped on my boots, and as soon as I was dressed, I grabbed my wand from the table by my bed.
Now dressed and armed, I quickly left the infirmary. I walked past the curious-eyed portraits, and at first, I had no idea if I was returning to my room or if I had other intentions. It wasn’t until I was standing in front of the study hall that I knew exactly where I was going.
I had to see her again. Even if she wasn’t there.
I headed through the study hall and toward the bookcase that doubled as a secret door. Then I pulled the books back, and as always, the way down was pitch black, so I raised my wand.
“Illuminana,” I said.
A small light guided the way as I headed down the stairs, and then I stopped at the bottom and turned to stare at the covered painting. Before I ripped off the cloth, I took in a deep breath and prepared myself for anything, but as soon as I tugged the covering off, my mouth hung open, and I took a small step back.
She had returned.
“There you are,” I whispered.
I never left.
Her voice nearly made me jump back in surprise as it filtered through my mind, and the hairs on my neck stood on end as I looked at her hauntingly beautiful face. Her eyes, which were similar to mine, were piercing, and I felt as if she were staring right into my soul.
“Who are you?” I asked.
I waited, but there was no answer. Then the air went cold, and when I blinked, the painting was empty again.
More mysteries.
I sighed and covered the portrait back up. I knew that, like Theodora, this woman wouldn’t respond to my never-ending questions until she was ready. So, I left the room and headed up to the common room, and by the time I reached the top of the stairs, I was prepared to go back to bed.
When I entered the common room, Alexander was curled up into a black ball on one loveseat, but his head shot up when he saw me, and my rabbit familiar flashed me a wicked little smile.
“What?” I asked.
Ooooh, you’re in for a treat.
“What do you--?” I started, but he cut me off.
You’ll see, he snickered and winked.
I shook my head and headed up the stairs, but when I opened the door to my bedroom, my mouth dropped to the floor in pleasant surprise.
My coven was curled up naked on the bed with broad smiles on their rosy faces. There were candles all around the room, and the air smelled like sweet perfume. As I marveled at their bodies that glowed under the firelight, I could feel myself growing hard as a rock. Suddenly, my body was less sore, and every nerve felt like it was jolting with electricity.
“We knew you wouldn’t stay in that infirmary long,” Akira laughed as I closed the door behind me. “And it wasn’t like we cared about that stupid dinner.”
“We decided to set up a little feast for you, instead, master,” Morgana purred.
“For winning the game,” Vesta added.
“Do you like it?” Faye breathed.
“Hell yeah.” I grinned as I neared the naked coven, and then I looked between the women and tried to decide who to play with first. Finally, my eyes landed on Faye, and my lips lifted into a smirk. The redhead was breathing hard, and her green-gold eyes glittered under the firelight. She slowly chewed on the bottom of her red lip, and then she tossed back her long, red hair to give me a proper view of her perky, freckled tits.
“Faye,” I growled. “Come here.”
“Yes, master,” she purred as she crawled off the bed and stood on her feet, but I slowly shook my head.
“No,” I ordered. “Come closer and get down on your knees.”
Faye smiled before she slowly dropped to her knees, and her eyes never left mine as she knelt before me.
“I want you to take off my pants,” I commanded. “Since I’m still a little sore, you know.”
“Whatever you want, Cole. It would be my pleasure,” she cooed.
The redhead slowly unzipped my trousers and pulled down my underwear while eye-fucking me, and I smiled as my hard cock sprang into view. I didn’t even ask her to take off my briefs. She was just that eager.
The other women all stared longingly at us, and I enjoyed watching them as they licked their lips and moaned for some attention.
“Gently pleasure yourselves,” I commanded the rest of the coven. “Spread those legs nice and wide for me and tease each other however you desire. There’s just one rule… you can’t cum until I allow you to.”
“Yes, sir,” the three women on the bed chorused before they splayed their legs wide open.
Even though I was still standing at the edge of the bed with Faye at my feet, I could practically feel their hot, throbbing pussies quivering under my touch. I longed to reach for them, I wanted to touch and tease them, but first, I wanted something from my little redheaded vixen.
Faye was already on the right track, though, because when I looked down, she was reaching for my hard cock with wide eager eyes. She wrapped her delicate hands around my penis, and I stared hungrily at her full, pink, wet lips.
“Take it all in as deep as you can until you gag,” I ordered.
“Yes, master.” The redhead smiled before she wrapped her lips around my cock. Her tongue batted against my tip for a moment, and then she slid her mouth down my dick, all the way to my balls, until she gagged.
I groaned and tossed my head back, but not before grabbing a fistful of her red hair. I guided her along my member while she moaned and sucked, and I could tell she was hungry for a taste of my seed. I jerked forward and rocked my hips as she slurped and hummed for more, and I thrust my cock hard until I hit the back of her throat. The sensation of her fiery tongue running along my dick felt mind-blowing, and the deeper she took me in, the harder it was to not lose control.
But I couldn’t cum. Not before I had my fun with each witch.
“Good girl,” I breathed. “Keep going.”
Faye’s golden-green eyes stared up at me with absolute adoration as she bobbed her head up and down, with both hands wrapped around my cock. Her cheeks were red, her eyes were watery, and she gagged as my tip scraped the back of her throat again.
“Ah, fuuuuck, yes,” I panted. “Don’t stop until I tell you to.”
Faye obediently swallowed around my shaft, and I looked at the others, who were gently pleasuring each other and themselves, and licked my lips. Akira and Vesta were fondling each other’s breasts and kissing passionately, while Morgana took matters into her own hands as she played with her own wet pussy. It was time to change things up a bit, but who to choose next? It was like trying to choose between a row of different deserts.
My eyes finally landed on Morgana, and there was something about how she was rocking her creamy hips against a pillow that drew me toward her. I wanted to feel that hot, wet pussy on my fingertips, so I grinned at her and snapped my fingers.
“Come here, Morgana,” I said. “Stand by my side.”
The sexy brunette did as she was told, and when she was next to me, I slowly turned to look at her. I didn’t break eye contact as I reached in between her legs, and then I slid two fingers inside her sopping wet pussy.
“You’re already soaked.” I grinned. “Good, I like that.”
“Thank you, sir.” Morgana squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her lip as I prodded deeper. She moaned as I sawed in and out of her wet folds, and she tossed back her long, dark curls. Now, I had one witch on her knees and another by my side, and I teased Morgana as Faye continued to bob her head back and forth along my dick.
After a few minutes, I was tired of standing, so I gently pulled myself out of the redhead’s greedy lips. Her mouth made a wet, popping sound as my shaft slipped off her tongue, and she kissed the tip of my cock before I took a small step back. My fingers were still thrusting in and out of Morgana, but my eyes were on Faye.
“Now what should I do, master?” Faye moaned, and she licked her lips before pouting a little.
“You’ve done a fantastic fucking job.” I grinned down at her. “So, now you get a little reward.”
I pulled my fingers out of Morgana, and the brunette gasped and pouted when I was no longer inside her. Then I nodded and motioned for her to get on the bed.
“Get over there,” I said to Morgana. “Akira, I want you to lick Morgana’s throbbing clit. Vesta, sit up against the headboard with your legs wide open. Faye, I want you on the bed on all fours, with your face in Vesta’s pussy.”
The witches took their places, and I tore off my shirt before I climbed onto the bed and adjusted myself behind Faye. I batted my cock along her wet lips and teased her with my tip, and she moaned and leaned her ass back. I could tell she was hoping I would give in and slide inside her, but I loved teasing her too much.
“Did you want something?” I chuckled as my head caught on the slick lips of her entrance.
“Oh, pleeeeeease, Cole,” Faye whimpered. “Don’t tease me. I want you inside me. I want you to fill me up.”
“Beg for it first,” I hissed. “Beg for me to fuck you.”
“Please, master,” she whimpered. “Fuck me until I scream. I need it so bad. I need you to fill me up, my master.”
“Good girl,” I groaned.
Then I slowly slid into her soaking wet tunnel, and the deeper I went, the louder she groaned in pleasure. I rocked my hips in a steady motion, and her tight walls spasmed around my cock as I thrust faster and faster into her.
“Faye, lick Vesta’s pussy,” I ordered in between breaths. “Tease her clit and make her moan.”
“Yes, sirrrrr.” The redhead lowered her face and leaned toward Vesta’s lavender thighs, and as I prodded deeper into Faye, the freckled witch started to tease the purple woman with her tongue.
“Ohhhhh, that feels soo goood.” Vesta slowly closed her silver eyes, and her breathing grew more demanding as Faye ate her out.
The redhead groaned and did her best to keep sucking, licking, and nibbling Vesta’s pussy, but I knew it was difficult for her to concentrate as I thrust deeper and faster into her slit. Faye moaned and moved her hips as I continued to pound into her. Then I slapped her ass, and she jerked a little but continued to please Vesta. My arousal grew as I watched the redhead suck on Vesta’s clit and slick pussy lips, and the elvish witch moaned as a smile broke across my face.
I loved owning these women, both body and soul.
I glanced over toward Morgana and Akira and saw the short-haired witch was prodding her delicate fingers in and out of Morgana’s pussy. Akira grinned as the bookworm moaned and chewed on her lower lip, and a slight chuckle escaped my lips as I watched them. They argued like cats and dogs, but in bed, they enjoyed doing my bidding and pleasuring each other.
After a moment, I focused my attention back to Faye and Vesta. Even though the redhead had her face buried in Vesta’s pussy, her own groans were growing louder as she continued to lick and suck the lavender witch’s clit. Then my movements grew even more erratic, and I could tell by the way Faye’s walls were clenching that she was on the verge of cumming.
“Enough, Faye,” I demanded. “Stop touching Vesta… and wait for me to make you scream.”
Vesta pouted as Faye pulled away, and I stared down at her wet, lilac pussy and grinned.
“You’ll have your turn soon enough, Vesta,” I chuckled. “Just be patient.”
“Thank you, Cole,” the purple elf-girl purred. “I can’t wait until you spread me open with your cock.”
I turned my attention back to the rosy redhead, and she gasped and panted as I slammed my hips against her skin and slapped her ass again.
“Come for me,” I ordered. “Scream.”
“Ohhhhhhhh!” Faye cried out with her back arched, and I could feel her juices flowing down my dick as her velvety walls clenched down around me like a vise. When I finally pulled out, her arousal gushed down the sides of her thighs like a waterfall, and I smirked at the sight.
“Why didn’t you fill me with your seed?” Faye panted, and she glanced back at me with a pout.
“Because I want to make you wait for it.” I grinned. “I want you desperate for my cum, so when I fuck you again in a little bit, you’ll lose you’re fucking mind.”
“Satan,” the redhead gasped as her eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed onto the bed with her head between Vesta’s thighs.
“Now, it’s your turn,” I whispered to the purple-skinned witch. “Get over here. Faye, you can play with Akira and Morgana in the meantime.”
Vesta smiled from ear to ear as Faye moved aside and joined Akira and Morgana, who were teasing and kissing each other softly on the other side of the bed.
I slowly made my way closer to Vesta and gently caressed the insides of her thighs before I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue. I reached her warm, wet pussy and plunged my tongue inside her, and she tasted sweet and salty. I drew my tongue in and out of her and then licked and sucked on her clit. When I came up for air, I saw she was panting and that her purple thighs were quivering. She was also squeezing her breasts and plucking at her nipples, and even her hands were shaking.
“Don’t cum yet,” I demanded. “Not yet… I want you to ride me first.”
“Can I?” she moaned. “Please, let me ride you, master.”
I chuckled and pulled away. “Straddle me.”
The lavender skinned witch scooted to the side while I positioned myself down on the mattress and rested my head on the pillow. Then I turned to her and grinned. She took the hint, bit down on her lip, and moved closer, and the green-haired witch adjusted herself above me until her pussy hovered over my tip. She was about to slide her quivering lips down onto my cock, but I grabbed her hips and stopped her.
“Did I say you could do that?” I growled. “Or did you forget who’s in charge here?”
“No, master,” she whined as she shook her long, green locks. Her cheeks were dark purple, and her eyes were glistening. “I’m sorry, I just want you sooooo badly. Please, I can’t take it anymore. I need you inside me.”
“Actually, I want Morgana to come here first,” I said as I turned to the brunette.
The bookish witch smiled as she gently pulled away from Akira and Faye, and she crawled over with flushed cheeks and eager blue eyes.
“Yes, maser?” she purred.
“Come over here and sit on my face,” I ordered. “Hover over me and let me taste you.”
The curly-haired brunette did as she was told, and as soon as she had her pussy over my face, I gave her a long lick.
“More, Coooole,” she begged and shuddered as she tossed back her head. “Please.”
“In a moment,” I replied as I looked back at Vesta, who was waiting for my next command. “Vesta, ride me until you cum… Morgana, let me taste you until you explode all over my face… and Akira, you be patient. I haven’t forgotten about you.”
“Yes, master,” the coven replied in unison.
I groaned as Vesta slowly slid down on my cock, and the lavender witch hissed with pleasure as soon as I bottomed out inside her. Once she adjusted to my girth, Vesta rolled her hips, and I stuck my tongue inside Morgana.
The brunette quivered over my face, and she gently rocked back and forth as my tongue worked along her wet, throbbing insides. While I relished in the taste of Morgana’s hot, wet pussy, Vesta bounced up and down on my dick, and her movements grew feral and erratic. Morgana also could not control herself, and she moaned and rocked her hips against my mouth until she was crying out.
“I-I’m going to cum!” the brunette screamed.
“Not just yet,” I growled against her clit.
“Master, please,” Morgana sobbed as my tongue delved deeper into her, and she shuddered as I continued to tease her. Her thighs were convulsing on either side of my head, and her breathing grew labored as she rocked back and forth.
“Now, you can cum,” I said, right before I reached up and shoved two fingers right into her hungry, clenching hole.
Morgana screamed as she came, and her juices squirted over my face in hot waves.
“Good girl.” I licked her cum off my lips, and after she crawled off, I turned to look up at Vesta. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she rode on my dick, and her full breasts bounced in time with her movements. I knew she was close, and I wanted to tease her as long as possible.
“Fuck, she looks good taking your cock,” Akira panted from beside us, and I looked over and smirked at her. The black-eyed witch had been patient and played with herself or the others the entire time, and I knew she deserved a reward.
But she could wait a little longer. The anticipation would make it that much more satisfying when I finally fucked her.
“Vesta,” I ordered as I gazed back at the witch perched on my cock. “Don’t cum yet.”
“But, master,” she whined and dug her nails into my chest. “I’m so close.”
“Not yet,” I growled. “Keep going.”
Vesta whimpered, but she rocked her hips and swayed in circles on my dick like a good girl. Her plum lips parted open as she let out continuous moans, and then I snapped my hips up and ground deeper into her.
“Coleeeee!” She tossed back her green hair, and her panting grew more erratic. Her walls were fluttering around my cock by now, and sweat dripped down her tits and toned stomach.
I knew it was time.
“You can cum now,” I chuckled.
Vesta screamed out in satisfaction as she came, and her body seized and twitched on top of me like she was being struck by lightning.
I grunted as her orgasm sparked my own, and I slapped her ass as my cock throbbed and pulsed spurt after spurt of seed deep inside her womb. There was so much, it leaked out around my shaft, and Vesta whimpered as the sloppy noises echoed throughout the room.
“Thank you, master,” she sighed before she gently pulled her abused, soaking wet pussy away, and more of my sperm cascaded down her purple thighs.
I sat up against the headboard, and with my cock still throbbing and hard, I motioned for Akira to come closer.
“I know how much you like being on top.” I winked at the black-eyed witch. “Climb on.”
“Yes, sir.” Akira bit down on her lip and hoisted herself on top of me. Her pussy was scorching hot as it enveloped my cum-slick cock, and a groan rattled in my throat.
The short-haired witch rolled her toned body up and down on my cock like she was an expert horse rider, and she didn’t even break eye contact as she moved her hips.
“Does that feel good, master?” she crooned.
“Fuck yes,” I hissed before I reached out and pinched her brown nipples.
Akira grinned as she pressed her hands against my chest and dug her nails into my skin, and then I grabbed her hips and guided her athletic body. My rock-hard shaft slid in and out of her sopping wet pussy with ease, and she reached up to grab her own hair with one hand and whimpered as she bounced up and down in faster motions.
I was close to cuming, so I bit down on my lip until I drew blood. Then I grabbed Akira and pulled her off me.
“Wha--?” she gasped before I turned her over on her side and spooned her from behind.
“Like this,” I murmured into her ear, and then I slid back into her wet pussy and moved back and forth slowly. She moaned as I reached down to pinch one of her nipples, and she gasped and giggled when I sped up my movements. Soon, I was pistoning in and out of her wet hole again, and the rest of the coven watched and smiled as they played with their own pussies and tits.
The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the room, and I knew I was close again. I kissed Akira’s neck as I pushed in deeper, and then I reached down and hoisted one of her legs up into the air.
“Cole!” she gasped as I sped up my movements, and when I was ready to explode inside her, I whispered into her ear.
“Cum with me,” I muttered. “Now, take all of my seed.”
“Yesssss.” she panted. “Yesssss!”
We both groaned as our orgasms reached the surface, and I squeezed my eyes shut and growled like a bear eating his first meal of the spring. I saw fucking stars as cum spewed out of my cock like a firehose, and our juices mixed together in her womb as our bodies tensed. Our climax lasted an agonizing minute or two, but once my shaft gave one last valiant splurt of seed, I gently pulled out, wrapped my arms around Akira’s slender shoulders, and pulled her against my chest.
“Oh, fuck,” the black-haired beauty sighed. “Every time you cum in me, it feels like I’ve taken a warm ocean inside. How do you have so much sperm?”
“It’s a good thing I do,” I chuckled, “since you all are hungry for it.”
“Yes, we are,” Vesta muttered. Then the rest of the coven all crawled closer, and I looked into their satisfied eyes.
“You have so much to give us,” Faye sighed as she ran a hand over my chest. “We are lucky you are our master.”
“So lucky,” Morgana agreed.
“Hmmm,” I purred as I laid back and enjoyed the touch of my women’s silky skin. “We do have a great thing here with our coven. We have all become more powerful, and we all have become so much… closer. Do you four enjoy being mine?”
“Yeah, absolutely.” Akira blurted out first, which surprised me, but she’d really come around in the last few days, and her admission that she wanted my baby had sealed our relationship.
“Yessss,” Fay groaned. “I love being yours, Cole.”
“It’s hard to argue with the results, or the feelings I have for you,” Morgana stated before she leaned in to kiss my mouth.
“Yes, Cole,” Vesta purred. “Ever since the first day you saved my life, I knew we were connected. Looking back, I feel very bad at how mean I was to you. It wasn--”
“That’s fine,” I interrupted her. “We don’t need to dwell on the past. Instead, let’s talk about the future, and let’s talk about growing our coven.”
“Growing the coven?” Morgana gasped.
“Yes,” I said. “I want more women and more power, and you four will help me.”
“Who did you have in mind?” Akira snickered. “I have a good guess.”
“You won’t be surprised,” I chuckled.
“Penelope,” Akira laughed. “By Satan, she’s such a bitch, but she is quite gorgeous.”
“Penelope?” Morgana gasped. “Really? But she hates you, and us.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I said. “In fact, I think it will be even more delicious that way. After all, you four didn’t really like me that much before you became mine. Well, Vesta did, even though she didn’t want to admit it.”
“But…” Vesta cleared her throat. “Penelope really doesn’t like you. Like, really. There is no way she’d perform the rite with you.”
“Then you four will figure out a way,” I said. “I want her, so you will get her for me. Whether she wants to be mine or not, she will be mine. Do you understand?”
“I’m down,” Akira said. “I want to see her gag on your cock, and I want to spread her legs so you can pour your seed into her squirming body while she tries to pretend she hates how good it makes her feel.”
“But… What about us?” Faye whispered. “Will you have--”
“Stop,” I said as I raised a finger to her full red lips. “You four are my first, and as we get more to join us, I will grow more powerful, and therefore you will, too. You four will be the first I gift power to, and you will be the first to bear my children. Next, we’ll take Penelope. She’ll become mine whether she wants to or not, and the rest of the women on her team will be next. Then… we’ll decide who to claim afterward. Soon, the school will be ours, and no one will be able to stop us.”
“It’s… interesting,” Morgana whispered. “I suppose if we held her down or controlled her body, we could make her complete the rite.”
“Couldn’t we use the mind control to--” Vesta started to say, but I raised a hand to cut her off.
“Let’s worry about it later,” I said. “I want to enjoy you four right now, and I want to fuck each of you over and over again for the rest of the night. Sounds good?”
The witches giggled and moaned as they cuddled up to me, and I grinned with satisfaction. The room was thick with the smell of sex and perfume, and although I should have been exhausted, my mind was racing.
All I could think about was the next and final game. What would we have to do to win? What else would we need to learn? There were just so many unanswered questions, but instead of dwelling on the unknown, I focused on the beautiful women in my bed. I smiled as I studied their gorgeous, flushed faces. I had them in the palm of my hand, and together, I knew we could face anything.
No matter how deadly or dangerous.
Then we’d make more women join us.
Until I owned the entire Scholomance.
Including the teachers.
And also the headmistress.
“Alright,” I announced with a grin, and I blindly reached down and found the closest wet pussy. “Who wants my cock next?”
End of book 3