“Don’t forget you are being faithful, follow the rules and no trust is lost.”

  “We already discussed my greatest worry that way, and we’ll talk about it after the spell.”

  She grinned, “That you’ll get attached and want to keep them?”

  “Something like that, yes.”

  She caressed my leg, “That just makes you a better man. Men that haven’t tamed and channeled their masculinity to build and protect, and are destroyers, would take the hump and dump approach, and not care a whit what happened to the woman afterwards. It makes me admire you and respect you more. If you care about and want to take care of her that way, how much more will you support the women you love.”

  Huh, put that way, maybe I wasn’t such an ass after all.

  “So, do you really want to drive?”

  She cackled, “No. But I love you for asking. Just out of curiosity, what preparations did you make leaving those two at home.”

  I smiled, “They’re both armored, and I may have left a few soul blades on the roof.”

  She giggled, “And that’s what I’m talking about. We could never spend every moment together, but you’re still doing your best to protect us, even though we’re hardly helpless. Fortunately, this won’t come up all that much, in the day to day we’ll all work from home. It’ll only be when we have missions, and when Bonnie does, that we’ll be separated.”

  I took her hand and squeezed it, and I didn’t let go for the rest of the drive home.

  The coven had cooked up a large ham, a huge bowl of mashed sweet potatoes with cream, some string bean casserole with a sweet white sauce and grilled onions. There was also dinner rolls, and a cold salad with diced apple, mini-marshmallows, and several spices and mayo, I had no idea what that last one was called.

  The atmosphere was mostly relaxed. The coven all happy to be home after a long day at work as we dug in. As usual I ignored the nine beauties the best I could, though that night I’d have to admit to sneaking a few glances at Angela out of the corner of my eyes. She’d already changed out of work clothes, and a subdued pink skintight halter top on, and the hard nubs poking out at the end of those clearly defined and proud torpedoed B cups told me she was braless. She also had on loose white cotton shorts that rode low on her hips and didn’t go past upper thigh, leaving half her flat toned stomach and all of her toned legs on display.

  I’d also caught the cute light blonde beauty sneaking playful glances at me as well. It was a bit of a mindfuck actually, since this was supposed to be casual for the tantric spell. Yet according to Maggie she’d requested to take the center position and fuck me, and she’d flirted with me last night and now she was doing it again, if subtly so. Maybe Maggie wasn’t kidding, when she said Angela had a bit of a damsel crush on me. I had to wonder what her mate Valerie thought of that.

  My mind filtered out most of the soft conversations going on as I focused on our end of the table, until Maggie’s voice rose slightly and took over the room, and all other conversation ceased.

  “How is the Java’s house doing?”

  That was the coffee business being set up by Raina, Talia, and Meredith, though only the first two submitted the business prospectus for it. Meredith had joined them two days ago. They’d been working on it yesterday and today, so I didn’t imagine they were close to done yet, but they might have a good timeline established.

  Talia replied, “Tentatively, I think we can open two weeks from Friday. The store itself will be ready to open the Friday before. All the furniture, equipment, and stock should be in by then, and the store clean and ready, but the inspection isn’t scheduled until the Tuesday after. Then we have to get final approval on the licenses.”

  Maggie nodded, “That’s better than I expected, the place doesn’t need renovation?”

  Meredith shook her head, “We’re painting it ourselves, and a little magic made the tiles already laid look like new. The bathrooms are in good shape too. We’re doing small things, to make it a cozy coffee house, but that’s just furniture and accents, like some throw rugs. The Wi-Fi connection will be installed next week too.”

  Maggie replied, “The inspection shouldn’t be an issue. We’ll have the spell up by then. I’m thinking this weekend for our first coven-wide spell, we should all be ready by then.”

  Talia said, “Raina will also be doing interviews next week.”

  I couldn’t help raising an eyebrow, and Raina blushed hard making me feel guilty.

  Meredith laughed, “Raina isn’t usually this quiet, she’s a gabber actually.”

  Oh, right. So, she was just nervous when I was around and clammed up.

  The general conversation trailed off at that point, and smaller ones started to break out again. After finishing off dinner I did what I usually did and got out of there. So, Maggie could have normal time with her coven without my presence and their nerves casting a pall over the room. To be fair, almost half of them weren’t all that nervous around me anymore, if slightly more subdued than normal.

  It was my usual alone time, Bonnie stayed too in order to get to know them as their instructor in magic, and Elena did too perhaps just for friendships. Whatever the true reasons, it was my normal solitary time and relaxing. Normally I’d be relaxing and soaking in the day’s events in my crazy new world, but my mind was very much on the near future, and a certain leggy light blonde and gray eyed beauty, who I’d shortly be balls deep in.

  She wasn’t nearly as beautiful as my Bonnie, both leggy blondes though the latter was a curvy golden and Angela’s extremely light and straight, but there was a lot to say for merely cute in my opinion. Angela had had a ton of sex appeal, the smaller breasts weren’t an issue for me, anything more than a handful was fun to play with after all. She was also an inch taller than my leggy golden blonde mate, at five feet and ten inches.

  I didn’t really know her at all, but I knew I enjoyed the coy teasing flirting, maybe because all my other mates were rather… direct in their flirting and expressing their attraction. Nothing wrong with that, but it just made Angela different. I was probably overthinking it and should just enjoy it, perhaps and hopefully make friends with the woman and her mate Valerie if I could over time. There were no other options.

  The flaw was twofold, on the deep side I wasn’t sure if I could sleep with a woman without growing a deeper attachment. On the shallow side my male brain and instincts wanted to fuck her whenever I wanted to, as long as she was willing of course. But I couldn’t have either of those things, and the love in my heart for my mates didn’t want that latter one either, not really. It was a shallow attraction and base need that should be easily denied, was easily denied before I’d found out she wanted to fuck me and was going to that night. So, what I needed to do was suck it up and just enjoy what I could have. Extended family, a woman that would be important to me because she was coven and important to my mate. The trick was actually making my desires behave toward that end.

  And of course, my deep love and commitment to my mates was what sparked the guilt I couldn’t shake, despite all of them obviously wanting to see me with her, and that they’d be turned on by me sleeping with her.

  I pushed it out of my head, nothing was perfect, and occasional casual sex with a cute and alluringly sexy leggy light blonde witch was hardly something to complain about.

  “More deep thoughts?” the object of my dilemma asked playfully. I hadn’t even noticed her arrive at the archway open doorway to the living room.

  I shrugged, “A little alone time, and it gives the coven time with Maggie when you can act naturally, like Raina’s apparent gabbiness.”

  She laughed sweetly, “Mind if I join you?”

  I shook my head, “Not at all.”

  She did the coy teasing head tilt and flirty look as she swayed gracefully over to the couch and the way her generous B cups swayed slightly just made it even more appealing. She sat right next to me, which I wasn’t expecting at all. Her scent was alluring, and the sexual tension was unreal and ridiculously intense, mostly because in that moment she was off limits.

  “Elena suggested we get to know each other a bit. So it’s not so awkward later, or after later.”

  “So, you and Valerie?”

  She smiled, “We were roomies in the Twilight Flame coven. We were all doubled up you know, only the men got separate rooms. At first we just came together for comfort, and formed a bond as a defense mechanism against those that were abusing us,” she smiled at me, “The first time we kissed, while huddled together in bed, kind of shocked us both given the nature of what was going on. Things kind of exploded after that, and we’ve been inseparable since. She’s the love of my life.”

  I nodded, “So tonight is the first time, I mean she’s okay with it?”

  She nodded, “It won’t be the first time exactly, though it will be the first time I was consciously willing. It’s something I need to do to conquer the past, and despite your power I feel safe with you. Plus, you’re hot.”

  That actually put a whole new face on things, knowing her true motivations made my worries fall about ten notches. She’d requested to be the one to fuck me because she wanted to conquer her dark past and sleep with a man who’d take care of her. Something like that anyway, clearly attraction was part of it too, but that was true for everyone that twisted the sheets together. It also put a new light on her coy flirting, she was testing herself, her sexuality and appeal, and her boundaries on a guy she considered both hot and safe. She wasn’t trying to seduce me away from my mates, or to start trouble.

  Not that it solved my conundrum totally, but it did make me feel surprisingly better about the idea. I could give her what she needed as a friend, and also stay faithful to my ladies. Focusing on that and her, would alleviate some of my own internal focus and shallow desires and deeper fears. Angela didn’t want to keep me, she wanted to be my extended family, and she wanted my help to conquer her past.

  I chuckled, “And a pussy cat?”

  She blushed, “You heard that? She’s not ready to take that step, but I’m hoping next time the matriarch needs tantric assistance in a larger spell she’ll be ready to climb you like a tree.”

  I laughed, “I’m not that tall.”

  She giggled, “Not to me you aren’t.”

  That was true enough. Angela was just three inches shorter, while Valerie was almost a full foot shorter at five feet and two inches.

  I waved a hand, “I’m fairly new to all this, just twenty days ago I thought I was a human and had no idea this world existed.”

  She smiled coyly and touched my leg, but only for a short moment, “I know, you’re doing really well with it all as far as I can tell. Maggie’s a lucky woman.”

  “So is Val,” I replied which made her grin, “So, what do you do?”

  She replied, “Human Resources, at a large call center and technical center. Private label credit card processing. Val works as a manager at a boutique. She’s a granddaughter of Aphrodite like Maggie, but her mother was a daughter of beauty. I’m from Hecate’s line, but much farther up so a bit of a mix that way in blood and power, my great great grandfather was a son of Hecate.”

  We continued to chat for the next twenty minutes or so, and while I wasn’t completely confident about how this would all turn out, I was a whole lot less worried about it when my mates and Valerie came to collect us and we all headed upstairs.

  Chapter Twelve

  The ladies were both lovely beyond belief, as we all took off our clothes. I felt a surge of shallow pride when Angela saw my cock for the first times, and her eyes widened with shock, and then with a glint of hungry desire.

  Angela’s torpedoed breasts stood proudly on her chest, and her nipples were a dark pink color and already quite strained between the obviously potent sexual tension between us and the cooler air of the room as she stripped off her halter top and they bounced free. Her sex was slightly moistened and already glistened lightly. Her ass was tight and heart-shaped.

  Valerie was a petite bombshell with those full rounded C cups on her petite five foot two curvaceous body. Her body was similar to Elena’s that way, just with bigger tits, even her ass was delightfully petite and bubbled in a similar way, but that’s where the comparison failed. Her skin tone was lighter than my Elena’s sun-kissed golden beauty. She also had a pixy beauty to her elfin face instead of my mate’s exotic beauty, and of course she had reddish brown hair and bright green eyes.

  Maggie said, “With just four of us the circle is going to be a little tight, even with me and Bonnie arching our bodies to complete the Sapphic circle,” she looked at Angela and I, “The best position is face to face to fit I think. Jack, you’ll be on your knees with your ass resting on your feet. She’ll wrap her legs tightly around you and her arms around your neck for added support, and you can work her with your hands holding her up by her ass.”

  Right, that was just one of the most intimate sexual positions possible. That idea both turned me on and worried me in equal measure, and drew a coy teasing look my way from Angela. Our bodies rubbing up against each other, her tits grinding my chest with maximum skin to skin contact, while our eyes were just inches apart, or we were kissing or necking. Not the best position for keeping my emotional distance.

  Unfortunately, it also made the most sense. There really wouldn’t be room for us to lie out inside the Sapphic circle of four. Their legs didn’t really count after all, just pussy to heads as they all ate each other out with fingers in play in a circle.

  Maggie winked, “Why don’t you two get set up and connected, then we’ll surround you, get the spell active, then… we’ll all power it.”

  My saucy nymph was very excited about all this, so was Bonnie and Elena for that matter. I was as well truth be told, if the rock-hard state of my cock being surrounded by five naked woman, one of which I was about to fuck for the first time, was any indication. I moved toward the bed and Angela actually blushed as I took her hand.

  We knelt in the middle of the vast bed, and I pulled her to me. Her kiss was aggressive as I held her against me, and I returned it in kind, the lust strumming through my body and making my cock twitch hard. I explored her nubilely silky soft yet very toned dancer’s body for the first time. Her tits were firm, and she let out a sigh of pleasure as I squeezed them softly and lightly brushed her nipples with my thumbs. She was hot, sexy as all hell, and her cute coy face was also getting to me.

  I was so fucked, but I focused on getting her ready. My hands teasing her breasts, the lovely soft curves of waist and hips, and her tight heart shaped ass, lower back, and her hair. Just slowly but constantly touring her body, as I kissed her lips, and even nibbled, kissed and teased her neck and earlobes, which had her breathy and hot.

  The next time our eyes met, hers burned with need and surprise, though I couldn’t say what that second one was for. Maybe the strong potency of need and lust I’d engendered in her, or perhaps the way I was taking my time and warming her up to make sure she was ready. I didn’t imagine those assholes at the old coven did more than shove their dicks in.

  Regardless, when I next checked she was soaked for me and more than ready for the main event. I pulled her tighter against me and grabbed her ass, pulling our torso’s flush as I sat back on my heels. Her long-toned legs wrapped around me like a feminine vise, and she had a warm look of anticipation on her face as her arms went around me. Her back arched slightly as she swiveled her hips, and she ran her moist heat along the underside of my cock while looking over my shoulders, no doubt into her lover’s eyes.

  Then her head buried itself in my neck, and I let out a deep moan of my own as her lips kissed, nibbled and worked on me, while I lifted her up by the ass, lined us up, and lowered her down on me gently.

  She gasped against my neck as my fat cockhead slipped inside of her burning hot and needy sex, and her welcoming passage stretched tightly and conformed around my invading cock.

  “Fuck… you’re so big,” she said in awed breathy pleasure, “I want it all in me.”

  She was hardly heavy, with the lithe dancer’s body and quite in shape, but I hardly felt the weight of her at all with her arms tight around my neck and her legs gripping around my torso. She was sensitive to my squeezing and kneading hands on her ass, and I slowly worked my cock inside of her as I lowered and raised her in shallow strokes. It was as intense as I’d hoped and feared, not just her snugly taut passage as it stretched out and engulfed my cock, but her legs around me, her lips on my sensitive neck, and her breasts and body grinding against my torso with each and every rise and fall of her body.

  All that, the pleasure it engendered in me, plus the delightful scent of her arousal mixed with her natural scent was devastating to my senses.

  She let out a deep sigh of pleasure as our bodies met, and her back arched slightly as she ground down on me milking me hard as she looked directly into my eyes with potent pleasure and desire in hers.

  She whispered, “I’ve never felt so deliciously full in my life, and your hands on me have been perfect, thank you, Jack.”

  I smiled, “Truly, all my pleasure.”

  She giggled.

  I was seriously glad that there was a pause in the festivities so to speak, I merely had to endure her warm and lustful gaze, her warm firm tits and body wrapped around me so intimately, and the constant snugly hugging sensation around the length of my cock. Reason being, without an abundance of movement it allowed me to regain control. It wasn’t just the pleasures of her body, it was the shallow thrill of a first time with a sexy and coyly confident witch that was quite alluring, and it was a bit of an exhibitionist thrill as well, knowing my three mates and her one mate were watching us the whole time and getting turned on by it.

  In short, I needed the time to regain my control, by the time I’d been buried inside of her tight lissome body I’d been far closer to the edge than I liked.

  Of course, the added mental fodder of our mates forming a pussy licking circle around us, arranging legs, eight stacked tits of delightfully varying sizes and shapes, and tongues on pussies was somewhat a challenge for that control. It helped and hurt that my main focus stayed on Angela’s cute and coy oval face, and the lustful warmth and simmering pleasure in her eyes. Still, the peripheral vision thing was a hell of a thing.