We passed by the countless corpses, and I knew by the heavy silence and raspy breathing that each woman was as drained as they looked. Only moments ago, we won an indomitable battle, and it took a heavy toll on every one of us, but our journey wasn’t over just yet.
We still needed to find that fucking artifact.
“I know you’re all tired,” I said as I looked over my shoulder and at each woman’s pale face, “but something tells me we’re close. I can feel it.”
“How do you know we’re going in the right direction, Cole?” Marina asked in a soft voice. “I’ve been following you out of respect, but I can’t help but wonder where we’re going?”
“How dare you question our master after everything he’s done for us!” Akira growled, but I stopped in my tracks and raised a hand to stop her.
“It’s alright, Akira.” I smiled before I turned my attention to the lavender-haired Wicca. “I don’t blame you for questioning me, but all I can tell you is this. Now that I can’t sense Samara’s presence, I feel a strong pull toward something in the north, and I’m simply following my intuition.”
“Alright,” the former siren said after a long moment. “I trust you, Cole.”
“As do I,” Vanessa added in a rushed voice. “Not that I have a choice, anyway.”
“What do you think happened to Samara?” Morgana asked as we moved onward and continued to head north. “Do you think she just gave up?”
“For now.” Vanessa nodded. “But trust me, she will return, so let’s enjoy the tranquility while we can.”
“Fucking agreed,” Akira sighed as she rolled back her shoulders and twisted the knots out of her neck. “I can’t wait until we find the damn artifact and get some downtime.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Morgana breathed, and when I looked at her pale-blue eyes, they were swollen and red-rimmed with exhaustion. “Satan, I can barely feel my toes.”
“Neither can I,” Penelope added as she sharply inhaled the forest air. “Every bone in my body is aching.”
“Stop complaining,” Vanessa ordered in a faint voice, and then Isobel tenderly nudged her hand as if to remind her master to compose herself. “I’m tired, too, and the familiars are also exhausted, but you don’t hear them or me bitching, do you?”
“No, Prof--” the women began until I sensed something, like an invisible door off in the distance, just waiting to be opened.
“Wait,” I said as I raised a hand up into the air, and everyone came to a halt. “I think I feel something… everyone be quiet.”
What do you feel, Cole? Alexander asked as he flew down onto my shoulder. Should I be on the lookout? Just say the word, and I’ll fly up and scope it out.
“Is it a sense of danger?” Vanessa also demanded in a sharp tone.
“I can feel a pull, stronger than before,” I explained to everyone, “but not a lethal one… I think we may be close. Come on!”
The women followed on my heels as I briskly made my way past the thicket, and the further I ran, the more powerful the pull felt. Then I abruptly stopped in my tracks, and I found myself staring upon a towering wall covered in jade-hued vines. The wall was as tall as the Scholomance castle, and as I narrowed my eyes at the mysterious stone, I tried to decipher what to do next.
Move the plants out of the way, Cole, the woman from my dreams advised. You’ve finally found what you’ve been searching for all along. Remember the vision? This is the same wall you gazed upon before your perilous journey began.
Without wasting another moment, I swiftly swiped the vines out of the way, and we all gasped when a beautiful stone door with gold-and-silver designs was revealed. The rock was intricately carved, and there were gold engravings, all in different languages, placed around the silver frame. When I glanced down at the bulky gold lock, I noticed it was unusually shaped. The keyframe was slender and long, and as I marveled at it, I suddenly felt a commanding pull toward Vanessa.
“What?” the strong-willed Wicca snapped as I stared at her. “Did one of the elders rob you of your tongue when I wasn’t looking?”
“Professor,” I said as I ignored her comment and glanced down at her pocket. “May I see the cross?”
“Err… certainly,” Vanessa answered in a reluctant voice. “Surely I don’t have to remind you to be careful with it.”
“Of course, I will,” I said as she pulled out the wrapped-up cross from her pocket and gently handed it to me.
The women watched as I carefully tugged the corners away from the relic and then stared down at the glittering gold, gorgeous jewels, and diamonds. The cross shone as brilliantly as the sun, and I had to shake my head to escape its magnetic trance. Then my eyes darted back to the lock before I looked down at the cross’ vertical panel, and I realized the end was the same size and shape as the keyhole.
So, without wasting another precious second, I slipped the end of the cross into the lock, and when I gently turned it clockwise, a loud clicking sound made the women all jump up with excitement. They giggled and clapped, and then all the vines fell from the solid stone wall. The trailing plants descended on us like an evergreen rainfall and swept past our faces, and then we looked up and found ourselves gazing upon a magnificent and ancient palace.
“Fuck!” Akira gasped. “It’s absolutely gorgeous!”
“It truly is,” Vesta cooed in a voice as light as a feather. “My Satan… look at the stone. It shimmers like silver. Or even elvish diamonds.”
“And it feels like the smoothest stone in all the realms,” Penelope added as she placed a hand on the surface.
“I wonder how long it’s been here,” Marina said as her eyes scanned the towering castle. “I’m no expert, but it looks to be quite ancient.”
“Indeed, it does,” Vanessa agreed. “Now, let’s stop gawking and step inside, shall we? The relic must be hidden within.”
“It is,” I said. “I can feel its pull.”
I pushed the door open, and when we stepped inside, we were met with a grand, royal entryway. A gentle breeze glided past our faces, and the smell of rotted leaves, dust, and wilted roses filled the air as I studied our surroundings. A colossal, partly broken glass and diamond chandelier hung from a cracked ceiling, and the painting splattered across it was peeled and faded. Still, I did not doubt it displayed a gorgeous portraiture of the elders and their beloved heavens once, long ago.
“Satan,” Vesta breathed in awe as her serpent familiar curled its silver body around her neck. “I hate to say this, but it’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
I silently agreed with the elf princess. As much as I loathed the elders and their ways, there was no denying their love for beauty and expensive tastes. To the right and left of the entranceway, two grand staircases curled down to the entranceway, and they were both covered with moth-eaten carpets that were once beautifully and intricately woven.
“It may be dusty, dirty, and timeworn, but I’ll be damned, it is stunning.” Akira gaped as she looked around.
“It is,” Vanessa remarked in a testy tone, “but we’re not here to sightsee… now, let’s look for this artifact, whatever it may be. Then perhaps we can spend the night here and take the rest we deserve. We’re not heading back to Scholomance until we complete the entire mission.”
“We should split up,” I suggested. “I don’t sense any danger here, so I’d say it’s safe to wander around. Alex, take the other familiars and help out, will you?”
You got it, Cole, my loyal familiar answered.
While Alexander led the familiars off to search the expansive and ancient palace, the rest of us wandered around the castle.
I made my way through the corridors, and I studied the timeworn paintings as I headed down a narrow dusty hallway. Suddenly, I felt a pull toward the very end of the hall, and when I reached the wall, there was a long, intricately woven tapestry displaying roses and flying elders on top of serpens. When I pushed it aside, I saw another door, similar to the one in the church, and when I stared down at the lock, I realized it needed the cross to unlock it. Since Vanessa forgot to ask for it back, I carefully pulled it out of my pocket, unwrapped it, and slid the end inside the lock, and once the door gently opened, I was looking down at an ancient and dusty wine cellar.
A chilling breeze brushed over my face as I made my way down a set of stone steps and looked around the old room. Then my breath caught in my throat as I saw something pressed against the wall.
It was a chest, similar in color and shape as the one in the cellar of the elder church.
When I neared it, I saw another lock, and again, I slid the cross inside and turned it. The lid immediately cracked open, but then the cross melted in the cloth and turned into a puddle in my hands. I had to drop the fabric before the gold burned my skin, and when I stepped over the small pool of melted metal and peered into the chest, I saw a glint inside.
I pried the lid completely open, and my eyes fell upon a necklace with a golden key as the pendant. It was not a large key. In fact, it was fairly small, and when I picked it up, it was exceptionally light to hold.
“Cole?” Vanessa’s voice suddenly gasped from behind me. “Did you find it?”
“I think so,” I breathed as I slowly turned around and showed it to her. “Look.”
“Unholy hell,” the professor breathed as she reached down to touch it. “I… I almost can’t believe we found it.”
“Neither can I,” I said as Vanessa gently caressed the holy artifact like it was made of glass. “After everything we went through, we finally found it.”
“My Satan,” she laughed. “It’s incredible… and so small. I figured someone like Samara would yearn for something as gawky and flamboyant as herself.”
“You should guard it,” I said as I handed it over to her. “You’re the leader here, after all.”
“No, I don’t think so,” she said after a long moment.
“What?” I asked, and I could feel my eyebrows rising up to my hairline. “Are you sure? Are you feeling well?”
“Satan, I don’t like admitting this aloud,” Vanessa grumbled as she rubbed at her temples, “but I believe it would be safest in your possession. Samara has possessed me before, and my fight against her was futile, until you helped me. Seeing as you have the ability to push her out of your own head, I think it would be safest with you.
“If you say so,” I said as I wrapped the key around my neck. “Now what? Are we heading back to Scholomance or do we continue our search for the next relic?”
“First things first, I think you should get some rest--” she began, but then her eyes narrowed at my neck. “Actually, no. I need to ask you something first. Is that my mother’s necklace around your neck? I’ve seen glimpses of it several times over the past few days, but now I’m sure I recognize it.”
“Err… yes,” I answered in a hesitant tone. “Theodora gave it to me before we left.”
“Of course, she did,” Vanessa sighed as she rolled her eyes. “As protection against Samara?”
“Well, Samara was still making her way into my head,” I explained, “but with this, she wasn’t able to pretend to be the woman from my dreams anymore. There was no way for her to try and trick me with this around my neck, which is the only reason Theodora gave it to me.”
“The woman from your dreams?” Vanessa repeated with an arched eyebrow. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh, that’s right,” I said as my fingers found their way to the gold pendant around my neck. “That’s what I call her. She’s a beautiful woman I’ve seen in a painting down in the forbidden cellar, I don’t know if you know about it, but it’s in the study hall, behind a bookcase. She’s also been in my dreams, and she’s been guiding me when times were challenging. I have no control over her, but she has our best interests at heart.”
“I see…” Vanessa drawled in a curious tone, “but you have no idea who she is? You haven’t mentioned a name.”
“No, I don’t know her name,” I said. “I’ve briefly talked to Theodora about her, and something tells me she knows more about her than she’s letting on.”
“My mother always does,” Vanessa agreed. “Anyway, enough talk. I imagine you’re just as exhausted as I am, and now that we’ve found the first artifact, we can finally rest. And to answer your prior question, yes, we will continue on our journey. Returning to Scholomance would only waste time and energy. Now, please, for the final time, go and sleep.”
“Alright, Professor,” I said as I took a deep breath. “I do believe rest would be the best idea. It feels like it’s been ten-thousand years since I last slept.”
“Well, luckily for us, this palace is filled with bedrooms,” the professor said as she stifled a yawn. “I suggest you find one and get as much rest as possible. We’ll be leaving the woodland at first light. We may be safe for now, but I’ll be damned if we push our luck any further.”
“Do we have any idea where we’re going after this?” I asked.
“Not yet.” She smiled as she placed a hand on my shoulder. “But when has that ever stopped us? Besides, something tells me you’ll find our bearings as soon as we step out of here.”
I laughed at her unexpected enthusiasm, and without thinking, my hand went straight to hers. When our skin touched, her smile died, and a small blush crept across her face. Then she jerked back like a spell just sent a current through her skin, and she smoothed her hair before her eyes went deadly cold.
“Apologies, Professor,” I muttered as I took a small step back. “I meant no disrespect.”
“Forget it,” she said in a rushed voice. “You’re probably just exhausted, and your mind is elsewhere. I normally hate to repeat myself, but as I said, you need to rest, so you don’t make any more reckless mistakes like that again.”
“Of course,” I agreed with my hands raised in defense. “I’ll be off now.”
I left the professor and the cellar, and when I made my way back into the entranceway, evening light spilled in through the window and cast a deep orange glow across the marble floors and moth-eaten carpets. The familiars must have decided to take a break because they were all asleep by one of the stairwells. I wondered where the others were, and I thought it was strange I didn’t hear a sound as I trekked up the stairs and wandered around the dusty castle.
When I was at the top of the stairs, I saw a series of doors stretch down the adjacent hall, and each one had a dusty, gold knob on it. The wood was dark in color, which meant this place was as old as we perceived. I slowly walked down the hall, and each door was shut except for one at the very end of the hall. Curiosity got the best of me, and when I neared the slightly ajar door, I could have sworn I heard giggling coming from within.
I pushed the door open without hesitation now, and my heart wildly beat inside my chest as my breath caught in my throat at the sight before me. There, spread across a vast, king-sized bed, was my coven. Each woman was completely naked, and their dresses were all piled into a corner. Beatrix and Marina were in their undergarments, and both women were on their knees in the middle of the floor. When they saw me, they bowed before me and pressed their foreheads against the floorboards, but as they did so, I could see their bodies slightly trembling.
“What do we have here?” I smirked as I looked down at the two women. “Two more lovely offerings, I presume?”
“Cole!” Beatrix was the first to gasp when she glanced back up. “We’re here to give ourselves to you, body and soul.”
“We long to call you our master,” Marina added in a gentle voice. “I’ve been a slave to one man before, and I vowed never to let it happen again, but with you, it feels different. I want to become one with you and feel a bond stronger than blood. I want the power of your unholy protection, and I want to be a part of you and your unholy coven, if you’ll let me, that is.”
“Is that so?” I asked as I stepped inside and closed the door.
“Yes,” Beatrix answered for both of them. “She speaks the truth, Cole. And as for myself, when I first saw you in the games, I wanted to become a part of your coven, but I knew I wasn’t yet worthy. I hope now that you see me in a different light, for I have been fighting tooth and nail to gain your approval.”
“I do see you as a worthy addition,” I grunted as I started to unbutton my shirt. “Now, let’s make it happen. Ladies, take off the rest of their clothes, and make sure to do it nice and slooooow.”
“Yes, master,” the coven answered in unison.
I started to take off the rest of my bloody garments, and I carefully watched as my naked coven began to pull down Marina and Beatrix’s panties and bras. When the two women were entirely naked, I studied the duo’s bare bodies and felt my blood rushing down south.
The warm glow from the sun illuminated all their features, and when their hungry eyes glanced down at my erect cock, they both licked their lips and got back down on their knees. They were clearly itching to come closer, and when their eyes were locked onto my member, I knew exactly what they had in mind.
“Not yet,” I said before they could crawl any closer. “I know you’re eager, but we need to enact the pact first… or did you already forget? You’re quite the pair of eager ones, I see. Not that I blame you.”
“No, Cole,” the two replied in high-pitched voices.
“We didn’t forget,” Marina said.
“Forgive us for our haste,” Beatrix added.
“I shall,” I said before I flicked my eyes back at the coven. “Someone bring me their blades, and let’s begin.”
“Here, master.” Akira leaped from the bed with her arms behind her back, and when she approached me, she revealed the two bonded weapons in her hands.
“Thank you.” I took the daggers and glanced back down at the two vulnerable women, and a smile crept across my face. Typically, the women just had to cut their palms for this part of the ceremony, but I had another, sexier idea, so I knelt down to their level and sliced shallowly across the upper curves of their breasts.
Neither woman flinched as blood dripped down their bodies, and after I drew the pentagram on the dust-covered floor, I stood upright and took a deep breath before I began the unholy ritual.
“Close your eyes,” I ordered. “Don’t you dare open them until I fucking tell you to. Open your heart to the darkness and repeat every word I command. Soon, you shall become one of us, and I promise you will relish in the reward I have to offer the two of you.”
Both women did as they were told, and then I raised my hands up into the air.
“Vocai, et tenebras petere quod sit conjunctio fiet, et anima per sanguinem,” I recited, and a sharp wind coursed through the bedroom. “Hae mulieres serve meus, et me in vita mea voluntati parere… now, say you are mine for all eternity.”
“We are yours for all eternity, Cole,” the two women said in sing-song voices. “From here henceforward, we vow to call you our master, king, and husband.”
“In the ancient tongue, say you’re mine, and you will serve me for all eternity,” I ordered as I placed both my hands on their heads.
“Si audierint et observaverint illum sicut animam meam in dominum!” the two Wiccas repeated without hesitation, and the floorboards and walls began to pulsate like a violent storm was brewing.
“Et nos in viam diabolum malum,” I roared. “Nos gratias ago vos omnem virum robustum!”
The two women were shivering as I finished the ritual, and when the air became still and silent once more, I looked down at them.
“Now, open your eyes,” I commanded as a grin spread across my face. “That’s an order from your new master.”
Both women gawked at me as their eyes fluttered open, and it was like they were two butterflies finally emerging from the confinements of their cocoons.
“Unholy hell,” Marina said as her hand went to her chest. “I-It worked.”
“Now that we’ve completed the ritual,” I growled. “We can finally begin.”
“What would you have us do first, master?” Beatrix asked in a smooth, sultry voice. “We’ll do anything.”
“I want you both to take turns sucking on my cock,” I ordered. “You’ll do it until I cum all over you… and I want everyone else to watch and guide you.”
“Yes, master,” all the women answered at once as they clambered off the bed and stood behind the two newly added Wiccas, who both had their lips parted wide open.
As Beatrix and Marina waited on their knees, I stood in between them and gently batted my titanium rod against their moist lips. Both of them kept their mouths wide open as they desperately longed for a deeper taste of my member, and desire burned hot inside the pit of my gut.
“I think we’ll start with you, Beatrix,” I said as a slow smile crept across my lips. “Do you think you’re ready for my cock?”
“Yes, master,” the light-haired brunette purred in an eager voice. “I am.”
“Very well,” I said before my eyes flicked upward, and I studied the other bare beauties. “Ladies, be sure to show her what to do.”
“Of course, we will, master,” Akira said as she stood behind the light-haired brunette. “We’ll guide her nice and sloooow at first.”
“And we’ll make sure she goes as deeeeeeep as she can,” Penelope chuckled.
“Excellent,” I grunted as I inched closer to the brunette, and when I tapped my tip along her tongue, Akira and Morgana placed their hands on her head and prepared to do their part.
“Do you like that?” I teased as I batted my tip even faster along her hot tongue. “Do you want more?”
“Hmmmm,” she moaned as her glassy brown eyes stared into mine, and the corners of her lips formed a smile.
“I think she enjoys the taste, master,” Morgana cooed. “Use your tongue, Beatrix. Taste the tip of our master’s beloved cock.”
Beatrix wasted no time before she followed the dark-haired brunette’s advice and began to swirl her long hot tongue along my flared tip in slow, gradual circles. Then, without being told what to do, she took the initiative to run her tongue along my underside, and I shuddered with pleasure when she wrapped her velvety lips around my cock and began to lightly suck and slurp along my length.
“Good girl,” I grunted before I began to buck my hips forward and thrust into her warm mouth. “Mmmm, I’m going to fuck the back of your throat, and you will take me all the way in, understand?”
In response, the brunette wriggled her head even further along my length until she reached my balls. Shivers ran down my entire body as I thrust even deeper and harder inside her desperate mouth, and she gently gagged each time my tip touched the back of her throat. Akira and Morgana weaved their fingers through her hair as she bobbed back and forth, and as their grips tightened, they guided her even faster along my length.
“She looks so lovely taking in your cock, master,” Vesta purred.
“She does,” I growled as Beatrix greedily slurped and hummed along my dick, and the wet sounds of her mouth taking in my cock echoed in the room. “Now, it’s your turn for a taste, Marina. We can’t keep you waiting, can we?”
When I plucked my slick cock from Beatrix’s hungry mouth, the light-haired brunette pouted and stared up at me with desperate longing. I knew she wanted more by the way she licked her lips and bucked her hips along the blood-streaked floor, but she had to wait.
I was in charge.
“But, master,” Beatrix pouted. “I want moooooore. Pleeeeease, you taste soooo delicious.”
“In time,” I said before Akira violently yanked back on her hair, and I placed a finger under her chin. “For now, you will be quiet and watch as I fuck Marina’s lovely mouth, understood?”
“Yes, master,” Beatrix mewled.
“You need to have patience,” the black-haired witch hissed into her ear. “You’ll get only what you deserve.”
“She speaks truly,” I said in a faint voice before I turned to study the lavender-haired Wicca. “Now, are you ready to take me inside your mouth?”
“Yes,” the former siren said in a dream-like voice as her purple eyes met mine. “I want you more than anything.”
“Then let’s give you a taste, shall we?” I grinned before I tapped my flared tip along her gaping mouth, and when I batted my cock against her tongue, precum spilled onto her lips.
“Hmmmmmmm,” Marina moaned as I gave her a pleasant taste.
The purple-eyed witch then smiled as I guided my member inside her wide mouth, and when she wrapped her lips around my cock and took me entirely inside, my body shuddered with instant gratification.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” I grunted as she slowly moved her head up and down along my shaft. “Vesta, Penelope… grab her hair and guide her faster along my cock. Show her how it’s done.”
“Yes, master,” the two women responded as they grabbed her head.
The former siren’s head moved up and down in faster motions, and she groaned with delight and gagged each time I thrust harder inside her wanting mouth. As my desire grew more demanding, I bucked my hips forward with more fervor, and the lavender-haired Wicca continued to stare up at me with glassy, desire-filled eyes. Precum dripped from the corners of her lips, and her face was flushed as I ventured deeper inside her throat and fucked her with all my determination.
“Do you like that?” I grunted as the two women moved her head faster along my length. “Do you want to taste my unholy seed?”
“Hmmmmm,” the lavender Wicca groaned as she swirled her long tongue along my cock and bobbed her head even faster.
“Look at both of them,” Nyx cooed. “They’re both dripping… I can see puddles beneath their pussies.”
When I flicked my eyes downward, I realized the sapphire-skinned witch was correct. There were two wet patches on the floor, and as I prodded faster and harder inside Marina’s mouth, I noticed Beatrix was biting her lower lip. Her eyes were filled with eager desire as I fucked Marina’s throat over and over again, and the coil inside my gut tightened.
“Fuuuuuck, I’m going to cum,” I groaned as my cock twitched inside her mouth, and shivers coursed through my entire body. “Now, both of you need to swallow every drop I give you, understood? Beatrix, come closer and prepare to have a taste as well… you deserve it.”
“Yes, master,” Beatrix purred with a wide smile.
“Mmmmm,” Marina gurgled and slurped as the women moved her head up and down at a faster pace.
When my throbbing tip scraped the back of her throat, one long, sharp quiver ran up my body, and then I gently pulled out and sprayed my sweltering seed all over her face and then at Beatrix’s parted lips.
As I covered the two of them with my creamy cum, they both licked their lips and did their best to taste every drop I had to offer them.
“Help them,” I commanded the others. “Lick their lips clean before I fuck them senseless.”
The other women didn’t hesitate before they ran their tongues along Marina and Beatrix’s mouths and chins. I could feel myself growing hard as a rock while I watched the women lick each other clean, and when I was satisfied with the view before me, my eyes fell on the quirky Beatrix, with her perky breasts, small waist, and bare pussy.
“Beatrix,” I grunted. “Stay right where you are… as for the rest of you, I want you on the bed, and I want you to watch while I take her from behind. You may pleasure each other however you wish, but don’t you dare cum.”
“Yes, master,” the women answered as they sprang toward the bed and watched the two of us with wide and eager eyes.
“Now, Beatrix, get on your hands and knees and face the bed,” I ordered as I circled the light-haired brunette, “and the rest of you… get busy.”
As the other women began to gently pleasure one another, I slowly got down on my knees and took care not to slip on the bloody pentagram as I situated myself behind Beatrix’s creamy, ample ass. The brunette eagerly presented herself to me and arched her back as low as she could, and I smirked at the sight. Then I batted my cock along her glistening folds, and each time I neared her sopping opening, she moaned and wriggled her ass even closer to me.
“Oooooooh, master,” Beatrix moaned as I rubbed my pulsating tip along her clit. She then looked over her shoulder at me and smiled as she glanced down at my cock. “Pleeeeeease slip inside me, master! I need to feel you deep, deep inside me.”
“Yeah?” I grinned as I continued to rub my head along her soaked slit. “Well, since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can give in to your wishes.”
Before the brunette could answer, I swiftly plunged my rod inside her warm, wet tunnel. She instantly gasped with surprise and pleasure, and she was so tight, my cock throbbed with intense desire. I slowly ventured inside her, and she squealed with delight as I went deeper and then moaned deeply when I was balls deep in her pussy. I gently began to rock my body back and forth, and with each thrust, she gasped and panted for more. Delicious grunts escaped her lips as I grabbed her shoulder-length hair and roughly pulled her back, and red-hot desire raced through my veins.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she panted as I fucked her with more vigor. “H-H-How do I feel, master? Does my body please you?”
“Yeeeees, you’re fucking amazing,” I grunted. “You’re sooooooo fucking tight.”
“And your cock is soooooo huge,” Beatrix gasped as my balls banged against her throbbing pink clit. “I-I-I feel like every nerve of my body is on fire! P-P-Please don’t stop, master! Oh, Satan! Make me cum! Please, I want to k-k-know what it feels like!”
“You’ll know soon enough,” I grunted as I pulled back on her hair even harder, and she squealed with delight as I prodded deeper inside her sweltering tunnel. “As long as you take it like a good girl, understood?”
“Y-Y-Yeeeeeeeeees,” she screamed as I thrust even harder, and with each prod, she struggled to breathe and remain on her hands and knees. “Fuuuuuuuck!”
“She looks possessed, master,” Akira giggled as Vesta kissed her neck and gently rubbed the black-eyed witch’s clit. “Look at her eyes, they’re rolling into the back of her head.”
“Like a possessed bitch in heat,” Faye purred as she used her slender fingers to pleasure Morgana. “I love it.”
“She’s loving it, too,” Penelope giggled as Circe caressed one of the redhead’s freckled breasts. “I can tell she’s close.”
“Yeeeeees… she’s right… I-I think I’m going to cum,” Beatrix panted as I ventured deeper inside her sopping tunnel, and as my cock twitched with desire, I knew I was on the verge of exploding inside her as well. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Cum with me,” I demanded as her walls clamped harder around my shaft, and my movements grew even more erratic as fluid dripped from her soaked cunt. “Cum hard… that’s a fucking order!”
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” she screamed as her body trembled, and her walls clamped down around my cock like a hungry trap. “Cooooooooole!”
Beatrix screamed my name over and over again, and I finally exploded like a hot hose inside her warm slit. My entire body shook with pulsating desire, and then my vision spun in furious circles as her tight walls clamped harder around my member. We were both swept away by pleasure, and I groaned and pulled back her hair as her cunt continued to suck my dick for every single drop of cream I could offer her. Then her walls started to slowly calm down as juices spilled down her thighs, and I gently pulled out of her drenched opening and released my hold on her.
“Ahhhhhh,” Beatrix breathed. “Thank you, master… that was incredible.”
“Indeed it was… now, Marina,” I said as I looked at the lavender-haired Wicca on the bed. She was gently rubbing her clit in circular motions, and when my eyes met hers, she slowly stopped what she was doing. “Lay down on your back on the pillows. Don’t move until I’m on top of you.”
“Yes, master,” the purple-eyed Wicca answered in a dutiful tone before she pulled her hand away and gently placed her naked body down on the pillows. “I’m ready for your delicious dick, Cole.”
“Everyone, I want you all to watch as I fuck Marina,” I ordered before I glanced down at the flushed Beatrix. “Join the others on the bed, but this time, none of you are allowed to touch yourselves. I don’t want to see anyone budge a fucking inch.”
Once I was on top of the bed, the women quickly formed a circle around us, and without hesitation, I slowly crawled on top of the quivering, purple-haired Wicca. I pressed my body against hers, but then I noticed her lips were quivering. I knew she was nervous, and when I gently rubbed her silky bottom lip with my thumb, I bent down even lower and pressed my mouth against hers.
“You’re nervous,” I whispered into her mouth as I gently rubbed my cock along the inside of her thighs. “I can tell by the way you’re shaking.”
“Yes,” she gasped as she slowly spread her legs apart and let me explore more of her, “but I don’t care… I need you inside me, master.”
“Then let’s not waste another moment,” I growled before I slipped my throbbing tip inside her sopping wet tunnel and pushed myself all the way inside her warm cavern.
Both of us groaned with pleasure, and as I slowly began to saw in and out of her warm folds, her purple eyes rolled into the back of her head like something was taking over her entire body and soul.
“Look at her taking our master all the way in,” Akira mewled.
“She loves it,” Nyx moaned, and her cobalt eyes were hazy with desire instead of intoxication. “She’s filled all the way up.”
“Just wait until he fills her with his cream,” Penelope added. “She’ll go crazy.”
“Oh, m-m-master!” Marina squealed with delight as I plowed deeper inside her.
The former siren’s tight walls felt like hot silk as they clenched and unclenched around my titanium pole, and her full breasts heaved up and down as she struggled to breathe.
“Fuck,” I grunted as I stared down at her quivering body. “You’re sooooooo fucking tight. Do you like that? Do you need more?”
“Ah, ah, ahhhhhhh!” she screamed in response as she tossed her head around the pillows. “Y-Y-Yes, Cole, just like that! Please don’t stop! I never want this feeling to end! Saaaaaaaatan! Fuck meeeeee!”
I quickened the pace and thrust deeper and deeper inside her accepting body, and her panting and moaning grew faster and louder. She tossed back her head, wrapped her long legs around my waist, and then squeezed her eyes shut before she bit down on her lip.
“Look at our master when he fucks you,” Akira growled in a dangerously low voice. “Stare into his eyes when he releases his seed into your womb. Trust me… there’s no other feeling like it.”
“Hmmmm,” the lavender-haired Wicca groaned as she opened her purple eyes and stared into mine. “O-Oh, master… I-I think I’m about to cum! Fuck! Cum inside me!”
The former siren screamed and panted as I pounded into her, and as an explosive orgasm bubbled to my surface, the witch tightened her hold around my waist and struggled to breathe.
“Now you can cum with me,” I growled as I stared into her lust-filled eyes, “and when you do, I want you to scream my name over and over again.”