Page 13 of Tricky Magic
Ellea
They danced for what felt like hours, trading kisses, caresses, and never leaving each other. Some witches could be seen coupling off and sneaking into the nearby woods. The magic of the dance was interrupted when three female witches finally found a way to get close enough to break Ellea’s bubble. Isadora, Agnes, and Medea had been a thorn in her side since childhood, and tonight was no different. As Luke released Ellea for yet another spin, Isadora jumped on the opportunity. She formed a globe of water in her hand and let it fly into Ellea’s face, completely drenching her hair and soaking her top.
“You bitch!” Ellea shrieked in Isadora’s smirking face. Agnes and Medea snickered behind her. The crowd of witches around them didn’t stop dancing. They only gave them room to work out their years-long hate for one another.
“You were looking sweaty and gross. I thought it would help,” Isadora stated. “I think it’s time for you to go home.”
Ellea rolled her eyes. “You forget, this is my home.”
They truly didn’t know what she was capable of. Her powers could be destructive and out of control, but when they were directed properly, it was a different type of destructive.
“Thank you. I was feeling hot and worked up. If it wasn’t for this lovely distraction, I may have taken all three men on the lawn in front of everyone,” Ellea replied serenely, and Isadoras’ smirk turned into a grimace.
“I wouldn’t put it past you, needing to be easy so people can ignore how horrible you and your powers are,” she replied, crossing her arms and popping a hip out. “They will learn soon what a wretch you are and they’ll regret wasting their time on a worthless witch.”
“Worthless and horrible?” Ellea scoffed. “Worthless, no. Horrible? I think I should remind you how horrible my powers are.”
“Ellea, don’t,” Isaac said, stepping near her, but she gave him a scathing look. He stepped away to stand with Luke and Aiden, who were smiling, ready for a show.
The band’s music picked up at the perfect time, and the crowd continued to ignore them. Isadora and the others had spent their whole lives sticking a foot out just to watch Ellea fall.
Ellea smiled as the witches’ confidence faded. They may have been a few inches taller than her, but that didn’t show now. Ellea’s powers vibrated through her, and she radiated energy. The magic pulled at her, wicked and raw. Stepping forward slowly, the witches took some quick steps back. Memories seemed to flash before their eyes, all the times Ellea had lost control. They were close to the edge of the lawn now, with the ballroom’s open doors to their backs. Almost out of the way.
“I don’t think you ever took the time to understand what I can do, Isadora. Your magic is basic, ordinary, and weak. Mine? It creeps and burrows into the mind. You may think it is a trick, smoke and mirrors, but is it?” Ellea slowly cocked her head. Had she even moved her hands? No one would ever know. “I think you have something on your dress.”
Isadora looked down and screamed; she screamed so loud that the witches nearby startled and jumped. They didn’t jump at what Isadora was screaming about, because they didn’t see it. They only saw a witch having a total meltdown, pulling at her dress and swiping at invisible beings. Agnes and Medea tried helping, but they also didn’t see what Ellea saw. They tried calming her down with hushed voices and even batted at invisible things to make her feel better. It didn’t work. Isadora was having a complete panic attack. She resorted to actually taking her dress off and stomping on it. She continued hitting herself, screaming and jumping up and down with the entire crowd watching her. Ellea’s magic reveled in the power, in the madness, and she had to hold back from doing more.
Jadis and Felix poked their heads out of a door. They didn’t even look surprised, they only gave Ellea a stern look. She responded with a roll of her eyes. Without even giving a wave of her hand or a snap of fingers, the illusion broke, along with a last scream from Isadora. Panting hard, she looked up at the crowd gawking at her. Then she looked down at her bare body, and Ellea smirked.
The boys closed in on Ellea as Isadora turned and walked into the manor, not even caring to put her dress back on, pretending what just happened was nothing, but she couldn’t hide the sobs that shook her body. Medea turned back to grab the dress that was now covered in dirt and grass. She wouldn’t look Ellea in the eye as she scurried to catch up with her friends. Jadis gave Ellea one last look before clapping to signal to the band to start back up.
Luke kissed Ellea on the cheek and groaned into her ear. “I love when you are a bad, bad witch.”
She shivered and smiled up at him. Would she ever get past the unsettling feeling and guilt after using her powers? She looked back to where the three witches had gone and caught the gaze of Isaac’s father, whose face was red with disapproval. Then she caught Sybil’s stare, and the look in the old witch’s eyes mirrored how Ellea felt. Her smile quickly turned to a frown as she remembered what the seer had said to her earlier in the night.
Fears evolve and grow, welcoming another, one whose power will balance yours in destruction…
“Come on, let’s get out of here before I fuck you in front of everyone,” Luke said.
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Ellea had barely sether feet on the sidewalk outside of her house before Isaac swooped her up and threw her over his shoulder. The thoughts that had haunted her during the short ride home were quickly forgotten as Isaac slapped her ass and then slipped his hand under her bodysuit, finding the wetness that had been gathering all night. Propping her head up on one hand, she glanced up and caught Luke and Aiden trying to make out while walking up the path behind them. She felt herself relaxing into the energy they were all giving off and giggled as they stumbled.
At the sound of her laughing, Luke broke away and rushed up to Ellea. He placed both hands on either side of her face to hold her up so he could kiss her roughly. The coordination that went into Ellea being over Isaac’s shoulder while making out with Luke was magic all on its own. Isaac gave her ass another slap, and she yelped into Luke’s mouth. It turned into a moan as Isaac found her hot center and inserted a finger, then two. She contemplated starting things on her front lawn under the moon.
The house welcomed them by swinging the door open. The four of them made their way in, and the door closed on its own behind them. Isaac set out on the path to the bedroom they shared for nights like this. He threw Ellea onto the bed, and she laughed as she bounced in the middle of the oversized bed. He sat in the chair in the corner and untied his shoes. With a look at the other two, he gave a nod.
“Go on, let me watch you worship her,” he said with a rough voice as he tugged off his shoes and leaned back in the chair. He crossed his foot up on his knee and his eyes bore into her, making her squirm.
“How could we say no to that request?” Luke asked, kneeling to the floor and grasping a booted ankle. He nipped and kissed her calves as he worked on the long laces. Aiden crawled up the bed and laid beside her, trailing his hand over her clothed body and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her bodysuit. She let out a groan, and his mouth swallowed the sound. His hand reached up her chest and caressed her neck. She thought he was going to wrap his hand around her throat, but instead, he reached behind her neck and unclasped the top of her bodysuit. He peeled it down, leaving her chest exposed. His hand ran down over her stomach and under the bundled fabric around her waist.
Two fingers slid down to her center. He slowly inserted both of them, drawing out a long moan from her. They all had been teasing each other for hours, and she had been wet and craving this since the beginning.
“You are so wet,” Aiden moaned into her mouth between kisses.
Luke threw her boots somewhere, and his large hands were quick to return to her. He ran them up her thighs. Bringing his mouth close to her, he kissed the inside of her knee and worked his way up the inside of her thigh. His hands reached for the gathered clothing around her waist and pulled it down and off of her. She lay there fully naked while Aiden continued toying her wet pussy.
Luke’s mouth found its way up to where Aiden was putting in the work. He bit him, and Ellea let out a protest when his hand jerked away. It was quickly replaced by Luke’s mouth, and her protest was quickly gone. He feasted on her like he had been starved for weeks. Since Aiden’s hand was now free, he teased and pinched her exposed nipples. It was all so much. He moved to her neck, where he bit and licked, causing her to pant and squirm. She turned her head to give him better access, and her eyes met Isaac’s. They were dark and he was clearly enjoying the show, his cock straining against his pants. He always liked to watch at first. It got him riled up, and it gave the others a chance to get some time in before he took over.
