Page 20 of Rise of the Witch
Gripping his hair to hold him steady, I ground myself against his face, deliciously overwhelmed with the sweet and spicy scents of both men blending with the sweat and blood in the air. My impending orgasm quickly began to build at the base of my spine, the forest outside the hut thrumming with anticipation as I skirted the edge of oblivion. Asa sunk two fingers inside me, his audible groan at the sensation answering my own sounds of pleasure as the three of us fluidly moved against each other. Tan was watching Asa’s efforts with primal hunger, although he continued to fuck him slowly, as if to prolong his own release.
Oh, no, you don’t.
“Taneer…” I purred, calling his attention back to me as his hazel eyes locked on mine. “Make him come with me.” In response, Tan dug his hands into Asa’s hips, his upper lip curling in a feral grin as he began to increase his pace.
I pulled wild magic in from outside the hut, the steady pulse of the earth vibrating off the cabin walls, growing louder and washing over the three of us like a drumbeat. Tan pummeled against Asa, the slap of their flesh matching the rhythm of the energy engulfing us. With one hand still tangled in Asa’s blond curls, I grabbed my own breast through the thin cotton still covering my chest, roughly squeezing and crying out as the first wave of my climax washed over me.
Tan reached beneath them to grip Asa’s cock, stroking only briefly before the other man came with a strangled sound against my still fluttering center. Tan joined us a moment later, groaning as he emptied himself inside Asa, his head thrown back in ecstasy.
For a moment, I thought I saw the faintest aura haloing both—deep red for Asa and a hint of white for Tan. By the time I blinked, the vision was gone. The hut and surrounding woods had settled into stillness once again.
The three of us collapsed in a pile, panting and raw. Asa immediately rolled onto his back to stare at the vaulted ceiling, his frown indicating he’d returned to reality, for better or worse. Before I could comment, Tan scooped me into his arms, pulling me against him while covering me with sloppy kisses.
“Please forgive my rudeness, oh, madam sex witch,” he hummed, licking his way to my mouth. “I will never again question the majesty of your magic pussy.”
Laughing despite myself, I playfully pushed him away. “No harm done. You were simply defending your great love from my base wickedness.”
Asa gave us both an incredulous sidelong glance, the ghost of a smile playing over his lips before he looked to the ceiling again, already withdrawing into himself.
“And you,” I chased him, crawling over Tan to drape myself over his chest, forcing him to stay present. “Are you feeling better now?”
He nodded, although his furrowed brow told another story. “Yes, although I wish it had lasted longer...”
“You have only your natural skill to blame,” Tan snorted. “I’ve never heard of a woman getting off that quickly before and on your first try too!” Asa covered his reddening face with a large hand until Tan gently removed it to sweetly kiss him. “I’m teasing,Gueneshem,and I love you.”
I’d been contemplating the auras I’d glimpsed over the men, but that repeated endearment brought my attention back to the conversation. “There’s that word again—Gueneshem—what does it mean?” I asked.
“It means ‘my sun,’” Tan replied, languidly licking Asa’s lickable lips, no doubt stealing the taste of me off of them. “The light of my entire world.”
“Interesting…” I murmured, although my intuition was screaming at me as if I didn’t know full well what each of these men represented.
All three of them.
“Ah,fuck,”Asa abruptly sat up, unceremoniously dumping Tan off of him. “I can’t believe I punched Nox…I need to go apologize!”
“He’ll be fine, Acey,” Tan chuckled, pulling on the other man to get him to lie back down again. “Nox might be a mean motherfucker, but he’sourmean motherfucker. Just let him blow off some steam tonight, and he’ll be as good as new tomorrow, I promise.”
Chapter 17
Asa
Nox wasnotas good as new the following day. In fact, he was missing entirely.
Although I had schooled my expression into calm to counteract the panic plainly written on Tan’s face, I was about two shakes away from an anxiety attack myself. I hadn’t had one of those in a long time—unless you counted whatever came over me last night, but I suspected what Vasi had awakened in me was something else entirely...
Fuck. Last night is why Nox is gone.
I punched him. I laid out the man who had done nothing but welcome me in since the day we met. Who hadn’t batted an eye when I told him I was gay, who’d defended me when others at the Facility gave me shit about it, and who felt like true family when I was so far away from home.
I am a terrible friend.
Sure, Nox was blunt and often rude, but to someone who’d been raised among snakes in the grass, his straightforwardness was a breath of fresh air. And he was absolutely right that I was avoiding dealing with my mother’s accident, although it wasn’t why I wanted to stay in the forest. I wanted—no,needed—to rediscover the headspace Vasi had helped me find last night, the blessed quietshewas able to give me. I needed to explore whatever was happening here between us.
I want to stay because ofher.
My gaze shifted to where Tan was agitatedly pacing around the clearing as we waited for Vasi to depart. What had happened between the three of us last night was the closest thing to a religious awakening I’d ever experienced, and I wanted more of it. I wanted to feel every sensation magnified until my only choice was to let it take me under like a wave in the middle of the ocean, with no hope of rescue. To lose myself so entirely that I became someone else. Somethingelse.
But what if Tan wants to leave?
