To Catch a Witch [Spells of Seduction 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (11 page)

Merlin raised his brow as he glanced at his brother. “I cannot say for Jacob, but I just know.”

She gave him a stern look. “You can be wrong.”

Jacob shook his head and once again held her chin, gently guiding her lips to his. “No, this is real.”

When his lips made contact with hers, a spark travelled through her, making her sigh. He took her reaction as permission to move further and slipped his tongue into her mouth. He tasted like the refreshing water she just drank, washing away the sins of her past. His wanton, desiring kiss was symbolic of him, his virile needs for her. His tongue danced with hers as she followed his lead. He explored her mouth and slid to the back of it, and she wanted to do the same to him. Her hands combed through his thick locks of hair as she leaned in to a more comfortable position on her knees, so she could kiss him as deeply as he kissed her.

His hands roamed freely and curiously over her body, over her tunic. The rough wool material acted like a barrier, yet his hands found their way under the clothing to caress her back. Tingles of pleasure spread from his touch, tightening her nipples and making her moan for more.

He ended the deep kiss briefly to look at his brother. She panted while she tried to make sense of his abrupt stop.

He caressed her face and said, “Let us show you how real these feelings we have for you are.”

She looked at Merlin and bit her lip to control her lewd desires. She wanted them both deep inside her, showing her exactly how real their feelings for her were. She wanted them to be pounded into her, and she’d react back to them.

The time of sexual reckoning was at hand. She wanted and couldn’t wait for them all to unleash their desires and bubbling emotions that brewed in their hearts and souls. Right at this moment it felt like a lifeline to salvation, hers and theirs.

She nodded, and Merlin took her hand to pull her up. He wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her against his chest. Her nipples rubbed on the wool material as they crushed against him. She let out a moan of pleasure as he leaned to the right and kissed her hard on the lips.

Releasing her waist, he pulled up her clothing an inch at a time, rolling it as he pulled it upward, while his kisses became more demanding. Once the lower part of the tunic rested at her waist, he released her lips and stared deep into her eyes, and then he lifted the tunic over her head.

She shook her hair so it would cascade down over her shoulders, and her breasts got covered by her locks in the process. Jacob, who now stood beside her, pushed her hair back over her shoulders to uncover her breasts. He turned her to face him. He knelt on one knee, his mouth aligned with her right breast. She could feel his warm breath as he cupped her breast and kissed the mound as he admired it.

Looking up to her, he said, “You are perfect in every way.”

He rubbed his thumb over the nipple and flicked it back and forth. Intense arousal shot through her breast straight down to her cunt. Her clit throbbed, and her legs shook. She sighed when he took her now-taut nipple into his hot mouth, wrapping his warm, full lips around it.

She threw her head back while he sucked it and bit it gently, tugging it to him. His other hand found her left nipple, and his thumb and index finger twisted it back and forth, teasing it to heightened pleasure.

Merlin by now had removed all his clothes and hugged her from behind. His thick, erect cock rubbed against her lower back. Pre-cum on the tip spread on her skin and cooled in the night air.

Pushing her hair away from her ear, he whispered, “I want to fuck you from behind.”

It wasn’t a request but a demand, and Velona was okay with that. She wanted them to take charge and show her they were in control. God knows she wasn’t. Her raging emotions and hot blood surging through her veins had her frantic with desires.

When he kissed her neck and slid his tongue up to her earlobe, wetness seeped out of her pussy lips and her legs felt weak. He pulled open her ass cheeks and rubbed his well-lubricated cock against and around her asshole for a minute or two. Then he brought his finger to coat itself in his pre-cum and slid it into her anus, first an inch, then two, spreading her.

Jacob’s unrelenting attack on her breasts had her so wet that she was close to coming. Her raging heart risked exploding for how quickly and hard it pounded in her chest.

She panted, trying to catch her breath. Merlin removed his fingers and slipped his thick cock’s head into her asshole. He slipped it in only an inch, and even though his fingers had spread her somewhat before, she could still feel her opening stretch to accommodate his wide girth.

Jacob brought his nimble fingers to her clit, rubbing it and twisting it until Merlin had completely entered her from behind. He didn’t move, rather waited for her to become accustomed to his impalement and begin to experience pleasure. This was where Jacob took over. He continued to play and tease her nipples with his teeth, mouth, and fingers, and at the same time his right hand got busy playing with her pussy and lips. His fingers first circled her nub and outer pussy lips, and then he slipped one and then two fingers deep into her pussy.

When she began to thrust, Merlin took it as a sign that he could follow her movements. He continued to kiss her neck, nibbling her ear and licking her skin. As he thrust inward, she would reciprocate his movement, and so would Jacob. The thrusts became deeper, faster, more demanding from her and from them.

Beads of sweat formed on her skin, cooling her heated body. This only added to her pleasure. She closed her eyes and just absorbed their movements, her throbbing clit and pussy, her excited and swollen breasts.

Merlin now pounded into her in a frantic speed, moaning and grunting with his every thrust. And the moment he came inside her on his final deep thrust, she felt the pleasure release from deep inside her pussy and ass. It was a double climax, the sweetest she had ever had.

She cried out her satisfaction as her body shook and her pussy juices and Merlin’s cum slipped out of her. Jacob took his wet fingers and licked her juices off his fingers and stood up to kiss her. She could taste herself on him and felt his erect cock against her pelvis when he hugged her while he kissed her.

She realized he hadn’t had his pleasure yet when he said, “Did we prove to you now how real our feelings are for you?”

She smiled as tears of joy spilled down her cheeks. She nodded and said, “Please let me pleasure you as you have me.”

He didn’t need any further coaxing. He kissed her lips and guided her hand to his cock. She pulled his tights down and wrapped her hand around his cock, pulling it to her and then pushing back on it. Pre-cum already coated the tip. He was ready for her pleasuring, no doubt.

She pumped him as he thrust back and forth in her grip. His kiss became more urgent as his tongue darted in and moved along the ridge of her mouth.

Wanting to give him more pleasure than her hand could give him, she broke their kiss. He was out of breath, looking confused and disappointed. She never left his gaze as she bent down to her knees and brought his cock’s tip to her lips.

He understood she wanted him to face fuck her, and a smile formed on his face. He grabbed her hair, pulling it to the top of her head, and guided her mouth closer to him. She opened her lips and let him slip in deeper and deeper. When he got to her uvula, she tamed a gag reflex as his thick head slipped down her throat. He pulled her head back, and she let him guide her movements, let him have control so she could please him like he wished.

Never before had she enjoyed giving a man pleasure with her mouth, but there was always a first time for everything. She began to lick the tip when he pulled out, and when he pushed back into her mouth, she let her lips glide along the ridges of his shaft, feeling the veins, the uneven skin, and the heat his cock emitted for her.

He continued to pump in and pull out of her for a few moments more as she gave him and herself pleasure until he came deep inside her throat. She had to relax her throat to swallow the cum, and as he came out, trails of cum followed his path.

She could taste him and smiled, letting him know it was as good for her as it was for him and said, “Thank you for erasing any shred of doubt that remained in my mind. This is real and so perfect.”

Merlin couldn’t help looking over his shoulders. He had an overwhelming feeling they were being watched.

“How much farther is it?” Pondora asked as she dragged her feet along the grass.

They had left at dawn this morning after having eaten some bread and drunk water. They’d been walking the past four hours with no rest. He wanted them to arrive at Stonehenge by midafternoon. They didn’t dare risk missing their mark. The spell could only be performed today in the lunar eclipse. Otherwise, it would not work right. They’d have to wait until the next eclipse, and by then it would be too late. The evil sorceress would have come long before that time and have killed Pondora and them, as well.

From his calculations, they should have arrived two hours ago, yet here they were still in the middle of the forest. He feared they had taken a wrong turn a couple of hours ago and instead of heading north, they should have headed farther east. If they had to backtrack their steps because they were indeed on the wrong path, they wouldn’t arrive in time to perform the spell when the eclipse was occurring.

Jacob had asked him a few times when Pondora wasn’t listening for further details on what type of spell it was Merlin planned to cast at Stonehenge and exactly what it would do. But Merlin didn’t dare tell him any more than he needed to, not because he didn’t trust him or think he would divulge the spell to Pondora, but because he knew his brother too well. If Jacob knew how dangerous it was and that one small mistake could kill one of them or all of them today, he would refuse to help him and put a stop to his plans instantly.

But Merlin could never allow that to happen. He had been over this many times, and this was the only way to solve all their problems. If he should lose his life in the process, it was all worth it to see Pondora and Jacob safe and all the victims freed of their curses.

He rubbed the ring, the Seal of Solomon, on his finger. He felt the charm’s power. Legend had it the owner of the ring could control demon powers. He prayed that was true and that his plan would work. It had to or all was lost.

Taking a deep breath, he focused on the present. He gazed at Pondora and saw her fatigue. He hated having to tell her the truth, which was that he hadn’t a clue how far it was.

He was about to sugarcoat his reply so as not to discourage her when Jacob, who had been walking farther ahead, shouted, “Look over there.”

A few hundred yards to the right, Merlin saw it. “It’s Stonehenge.”

Jacob ran to the first upright stone with quickened speed. Where he got the strength to do so, Merlin couldn’t figure. Perhaps it was joy and hope that made Jacob find inner strength to run so quickly. No matter the reason, it really didn’t matter. What did matter was that they had found it.

Pondora laughed as she arrived at the stone beside Jacob a couple of minutes later. Jacob turned around, hugged and lifted her, spinning her around. She screamed with laughter.

Merlin couldn’t help laughing himself as he walked closer to them, though he was still many yards away. It felt like they had found paradise. All they had been waiting for had fallen into place. Soon their problems would be a thing of the past, and they could live a happily ever after.

But like all good things, their short-lived jubilation came to a complete and utter halt when a cold wind blew around the stones. A chill of terror crawled up Merlin’s spine. It felt like someone had just walked over his grave.

When an ear-cracking cackle followed, he knew this wasn’t paradise, but rather hell.

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The searing pain in his ears from the banshee-like cackle made Jacob almost fall backward with Pondora in his arms. He let go of her waist, and she landed on her feet, turning to look in the same direction he did.

“Serona!” she shouted.

A thin woman with black hair slicked back, wearing a long, black, feathered gown stood a few yards away from them. Her pronounced left black eyebrow lifted, and a twisted smile spread on the same side of her face. Jacob thought if a raven were ever to take on human form, it would look like her.

“Hello, Velona. Surprised to see me?” the evil sorceress said.

Pondora didn’t speak but pinched her lips into a frown.

Jacob looked at her and said in a low voice, “Why did she call you Velona?”

Pondora gazed at him, and her angry frown changed to an expression of shame. She opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted.

“Because that is her name, simpleton.” The sorceress crossed her arms as she stared at him. She then looked at Pondora again. “Really, Velona, why haven’t you told them who you really are? Why do you waste your time with these mortals?”

Jacob’s mouth fell open, and he listened in disbelief. She was indeed an immortal!

“You’ve been listening to us,” she said.

“Of course, as I always do. Thanks to the spying glass your friends made, they opened the portal you blocked years ago. Now that I found you, Velona, I didn’t dare risk losing you again.”