He reminded himself of that often, so that he didn’t yell at them when it frustrated him, it really wasn’t their fault after all. He was never a cruel man. He’d even let them all go, honestly, if he didn’t need them to defend Chicago and all the tens of thousands of humans within it. Not to mention work all the magics necessary to keep things running. He'd inherited a bad situation without options, so he made the best of it, and really tried to take care of them. He’d even tried to fix it a few times, but apparently this was the best magic could do when enslaving the minds of others to unswerving loyalty and subservience.

  It wasn’t easy though, sometimes. But he endured.

  Maria giggled vapidly, “Sorry, patriarch. I’m much clearer headed without you near.”

  “I understand, dear. I know you’re competent out there, now tell me what the problem is.”

  Maria beamed, “Thank you for your understanding, sir. Well, it might not be a problem, but the coven found a stray warlock. We have no idea where he came from, sir. All the ones born to us are killed, save the one heir you keep confined and magic bound.

  “Still, the rumors travelling the area indicate Astra’s coven is one of the peaceful ones, that only look to defense and trade. As long as that remains true, he should be no threat to us, but should he figure out how to subvert the coven bond and be bitten by ambition, there are enough covens out in the wasteland to challenge us in mass.”

  He pondered that. He wasn’t that worried. It took time to conquer covens, and the man wouldn’t be able to conquer all of them at the same time. Which meant there’d be plenty of time to learn of it and crush him out of existence should he start on that course. Long before he’d gathered enough covens to become a real threat.

  Still, maybe he should have a talk with the young man, and make sure he understands the reality of the situation. He much preferred a problem avoided, and he really didn’t like violence at all, especially if it was the unnecessary kind. He’d much rather be fucking his witches, and enjoying life, than taking it.

  He would kill if necessary of course, but doing so always put him in a funk for days.

  Him putting a scare into the man would hopefully crush any thoughts of ambition the man might have inside of him.

  “This Astra runs the coven, and he follows her lead? What’s his name?”

  “She does, and he has been faithful in his service so far. His name is Glen, patriarch.”

  He was a bit surprised she’d managed to remember and answer all three questions at once, so much so he smiled expansively in approval, which made her start to pant.

  He nodded, “Excellent. Would you bring them to me, the whole coven. Alive, and as unhurt as possible even if they resist. If you’d like, take Carolina with you, forty of you will make the odds four to one in your favor.”

  She bit her lip thoughtfully, her eyes settling on the front of his pants in an absent fashion. She shook her head and blinked.

  “Right away, patriarch. I accept your wise counsel. Carolina will help avoid any unpleasantness.”

  Good, because that’s really how he preferred it. It wasn’t just his nature either, that was so unlike his father’s. No, that idiot and all the others had unbalanced the magic in the world, and they’d brought all the races to the brink of an extinction event. The balance was important, now more than ever, or the world could become completely uninhabitable, even with magic aid.

  He knew with time, maybe another two centuries, the world would renew itself and start to heal. But to do that the large city covens needed to avoid war, avoid more conflict on such a grand scale with such potent magics never meant to be wielded by the likes of mortals.

  He was fairly sure the others understood that too. The last skirmish between mega-covens happened over two centuries ago, but he was wary of doing anything violent without a clear need to, lest he start something that would destroy the world, by accident.

  It was a lot of pressure on him, so he tried not to think about it too much.

  In fact, he was feeling kind of stressed again all the sudden, so he snapped his fingers at the bimbo. That was kind of rude, he knew, but she didn’t ever seem to mind. He preferred using names, but it was either snap his fingers, hey you, or bimbo, and he thought the finger snap was less rude.

  He tried to remember her name, not wanting to offend her by asking yet again, but then her magical lips were on his cock, and he just couldn’t bring himself to care that much anymore.

  The bimbo was pure magic…

  Sela endured, her thoughts a mess guilt and longing. She hated sucking Darrow’s dick, much less for thirty years twice a day. Not that it was a bad dick or anything, it was certainly big enough, and his cum was as deliciously tasty as the next guy’s. It was just that it wasn’t Glen’s dick, and that was the problem, she needed Glen badly in that moment. She really didn’t have a choice though, and of course acting like a cum starved bimbo who worshiped him was easy for her, even through the roiling disgust.

  She was a pixie after all, and such deceptions were second nature to her kind, even if she’d never deceive Glen like that. He was… an exception to the rule, like most things in nature everything had an exception.

  She just hoped Glen understood why it was all necessary when he found out, that she was imagining it was his dick to get through it wouldn’t be a comfort if jealousy took hold.

  It wouldn’t be long now, before the next phase of her plan. Perhaps this would even be the last time she had to suck Kincaid’s cock, it wouldn’t take more than a few hours for Maria and Carolina to round up his coven and bring them all here.

  She was also relieved. She’d managed to turn Maria on with her wanton display of cock-sucking so much that the flustered sex-starved woman had completely failed to mention that her Glen was a hybrid. A warlock and a shifter. That could’ve made her plan fail and could’ve ruined everything, but she’d managed it.

  Just for fun she’d influenced this asshole to be kind to the women he’d enslaved, it’d given her something to do the last thirty years, besides the actual mission. He actually believed he’d been that way his whole life, when in truth thirty years ago he’d been as sadistic as his father ever had been.

  She’d also clouded his mind to believe she was a witch, and not a pixie at all, despite the fact she’d been around a long time. She was enslaved to the coven, sort of. Lastly, she’d subverted other things, things needed for the plan to succeed.

  At least she’d never had to fuck him, her pussy, tits, and ass belonged to Glen’s cock alone, faithfully. At least she could say that much.

  Perhaps it would be enough, and he would understand what she’d done, what she’d had to do. Some days, she wasn’t sure she did, but then she remembered what was at stake.

  Darrow was powerful, more powerful than she was, and sucking his cock made him vulnerable, it was simply the safest and best way to play with his mind and magic. The only way, and it was necessary, lest it all be for nothing, and the world perished as her family had centuries ago.

  She’d been devastated, at the loss of her sisters and parents as the balance fell, pixies being enslaved, hunted, and destroyed by warlocks with far too much power.

  Then she’d met him, and the future possibilities had opened up before her. A path to salvation, but one littered with darkness and compromise. She despised what she was doing in that moment, but it had to be done. It was almost over.

  She was so very close now. So very close to seeing him again, so very close to the next phase of the plan, so very close to saving it all, but she needed his help to finish it. She’d also never leave his side again.

  Pixie’s had rules, after all. She could manipulate, trick, even torture people’s minds or bodies, be capricious, but she could only kill in self-defense.

  Pixies revered life too much, to take one. That they were mischievously naughty and at times even cruel was true as well, but one had nothing to do with the other.

  She hoped he would forgive her for blocking his memories too. If she hadn’t, then he never would’ve fallen for the witches or shifter. He never would’ve joined their coven. He never would’ve learned to wield his magic. She’d needed all that to happen.

  He never would’ve been unfaithful to her, he was too good for that. So, she took them, so he couldn’t remember her, or the profound bond they shared. She was terrified he wouldn’t forgive her for that, even more than she feared not being forgiven for the necessary blow jobs.

  Pixies did not share once they’d found the other half of their soul’s, but it was the price of saving the world. She couldn’t do it without him, and he couldn’t do what he must to help her without them. So, there was a first time for everything, she would accept that she had to share his heart with three others, and his cock with yet another three. Perhaps even more in the future.

  Maybe that was her penance for her betrayal, and for using him in her plan. She would accept them as her sisters, she had no choice. They were worthy of her love, and she was using them too, not just him, so she did accept it. She could do no less. She’d chosen them, sent him to them, the best of the witches in this age. They were worthy of his love and loyalty too. Perhaps more than she was or ever could be.

  She just hoped they could accept her in return, after what she’d done.

  Not long now, until he’d be back with her, and they’d never again be parted if it was up to her. She would be the breathless cum slut she appeared to be in that moment, for real with him, and so much more than that.

  Her love, her breath, her life, her sweet loyal mate, how she’d longed for his touch over the long years. She wanted to weep at the thought, but she held it inside as she continued her role as a brainless bimbo.

  It wouldn’t be long now…

  Afterword:

  I hope you enjoyed the story thus far. This was the first book of three planned for the Coven Rites series. The next book is A Pixie’s Proposition, and there are plenty of surprises in store.

  If you can, please take the time to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Reviews are the lifeblood of independent authors, and they have a bigger impact than you’d believe.

  About the Author: If you have any comments or suggestions you can send me an email at magicwrtr@gmail.com. I started out posting short stories online and at readers’ requests started to publish them. If you like my work, or even if you don’t, please consider leaving a review of this book.

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