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CHAPTER 47

“ A re you sure about this?” I ask Tate as she sits on the floor of the room we claimed. The others are scattered around, watching curiously. She came back this morning, smelling of sex and magic, and explained about her heritage. It doesn’t shock me, since she has always felt like old magic to me, but this could go wrong, and I would hate for her to grow frustrated with her powers.

“Magic has a way of disrupting other magical gifts, and you are still learning?—”

“‘I’m sure. I need to learn to harness these skills, and the best way is to practice. I don’t go up against humans all the time, so I need to test them on as many supernaturals as possible.”

“Luckily for you, you have a whole buffet to choose from,” Ronan calls with a laugh.

Ignoring them, she places her hands above mine. “I’m sure.”

I nod and wait. I feel her push, and then her mind brushes across mine, soft at first before it grows more confident. I keep my door open, something we learn when we are younger. If it’s shut, no magic can enter my mind and use me like a puppet. Every powerful warlock knows this skill, but it’s strange to open up to another.

I let her inside, and her vision fills my head. It’s blurry but grows more detailed. “Again,” I tell her as she lets go.

She practices a few more times until they grow clear, as if they are happening before me. “Good,” I praise happily.

I let her vision wash through me for a moment, and she grins victoriously, but then I twist the vision, morphing it, and shove it back at her. She shudders, her eyes widen, and her smile drops. Her vision changed from her dying my hair to her on her back below me.

“Don’t give up. Keep going. Using magic on another is like fencing. You must always be willing to fight back. Give and take,” I say, and her vision changes to me on my back with her looking down at me.

We volley back and forth like this, changing the other’s vision and shoving it back. I see her growing tired. Magic is draining, even for an older practitioner like me, but her strength is astonishing. Usually, new users cannot even last one round, never mind this many.

She truly is a creature of beauty and strength.

She is a warrior through and through.

Even now, she grits her teeth, fighting that weakness.

“You need to rest?—”

“I don’t have time to rest. I need to practice,” she mutters, clearly annoyed. “Stupid human body.”

“We have ways around that,” the fae says, and we both look at him. “A boost, if you will. You have us all here, so use our blood, magic, and power. Take it from us and fuel yourself. If it works, you can do it in battle as well.”

“How?” she asks.

“There are many ways.” He looks her over. “But the only way I’m offering right now is with payment of your body.” She freezes, and he chuckles darkly. “You smell like sex and magic, mortal, my two favourite things. If you want my strength and energy, then you pay for it.”

“You can have my blood,” Addeus offers.

She looks between them as Fang chimes in. “And my strength, too, if we can find a way.”

“Me, mistress, drain me! Take it all,” Tem exclaims, so happy he’s almost bouncing.

Ronan groans. “She drained me this morning, but I guess I could go again.”

She looks to me, and I smile. “My strength is yours if you can take it. Choose which you wish.”

She looks us over. “How about all?”

Lying back on the floor, she tilts her head as she leans on her elbows. “The more power, the better, right? Fine. I’ll use you all, and you can use me.” She glances at the fae. “I accept your offer.”

It gets us moving, and my lips crash onto hers as I order my magic to strip her of her clothes so she’s bare below me. She chuckles against my lips, but it ends in a moan as I slide down her body, wrapping my lips around her hard nipple and sucking. Popping it free, I blow a breath over the tight bud and turn my head to give the other one the same treatment, all while I slide my magic down her body and slip it inside her. She gasps, her back arching as her hips work. I lean back as her legs open wide, showing me her pink, glistening cunt.

My eyes catch on something, and I see Fang quietly slip away. I hesitate. She is just as much one of us as the others. None of us want her, we only want Tate, but Tate wants her like she wants us. We need to find a way to make Fang comfortable enough to stay. Leaning down, I grip Tate and drag her up so she’s kneeling.

“You want us all, yes? Then you’ll start with me since you teased me. I’m going to take your pretty pussy from behind, and while I do, you’re going to fuck your succubus.” I feel her clench in want around my magic and grin. “You want that, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes,” she responds, glancing away to see Fang, and her eyes narrow. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“Oh, erm—” Fang stutters. “I didn’t want to get in the way.”

“You’re mine, and I want you. Get your sexy ass back here,” Tate orders, and Fang hesitates for a second before walking back over and kneeling before Tate, who grabs her and kisses her girl. Turning her, I give them better access, and Tate pushes Fang back with her body, pinning her to the floor before she breaks the kiss and slides down, lifting her oversized shirt as she looks up at Fang’s wide eyes. “Are you okay with Jarek fucking me while I fuck you?”

Fang’s eyes widen farther, but she nods rapidly, and Tate wastes no time burying her head under the shirt so we can’t see what she’s doing. Fang’s back arches with a scream, and I drag Tate’s hips into the air then press my cock to her entrance. I pull my magic free then bury myself inside her in one thrust.

Her muffled groan of pleasure reaches me as Fang grips her hair, drags her closer, and raises her legs to give her better access. I focus on Tate, my eyes locked on her cunt as she pulses around my cock when I pull from her body and slam back in.

I’m careful as my magic moves over Tate’s skin so I don’t accidentally touch Fang, and then I tweak her nipples and rub her clit until she groans, her head moving faster under Fang’s shirt, who’s panting and writhing.

Grunting, I let go of everything and just hand it to her. My power flows into her alongside my cock, giving her everything she needs. Her muscles lock up as I pummel into her, and Fang screams, arching up off the floor. Her eyes close, and I feel the rush of her power slam into Tate, who cries out.

Her orgasm rips through her, her cunt milking me until I can’t stop my own. With a groan, I pump her full of both my magic and cum, giving her every drop as she presses her panting face into Fang’s stomach over her shirt, twitching around me as I groan.

I fall away, drained of both magic and cum, and watch with lazy eyes as Tem crawls to his mistress, ready to be used just like the others, and I smile.