She broke the kiss, and then begged in that sweet voice of hers between panting gasps, “Cum with me, cum with me, please cum… with… me!!!”

  I gripped her ass extremely hard to steady her as she trembled above me, stroked up twice into her hot body as hard as I could, then joined her in bliss as a torrential wave of ecstasy overcame me. Her blue eyes looked lost in me, lost in my eyes, as she came wildly around my cock and milked me hard for my seed, which my cock happily and repeatedly gave her in abundance, in pulse after pulse matching the waves of bliss inundating my body and drowning my mind.

  When we came down my left arm pulled her tightly against me, holding her down on my cock, and my right hand caressed her face softly as I looked into her eyes.

  I said gently, but also firmly in a soft intense way that brooked no question, “Don’t hide from me again.”

  She blushed furiously, and said softly in amazement, “I won’t.”

  I stared into her eyes a little longer. We both knew that’s why she had her head buried in my neck, so I wouldn’t see the vulnerable need of me in her eyes. Granted, an insanely desperate need, that approached clingy, but I didn’t give a rat’s ass if she was clingy, because she was my mate and she could cling all she damned wanted.

  Her eyes teared.

  “You okay?”

  She nodded, “Terrified, but never happier.”

  I smiled, “I totally get that. I can also promise I’d never turn you away, I’m here. You are enthralling, baby. Truly, and so much more than just our physical need and chemistry, already. I truly admire you.”

  She blushed, “What do you admire?”

  “Sinfully sweet, smartest person in a house of thirteen, your joy in life is catching, and you fascinate me. The beauty of your face and body are in there too, but that came with the rest.”

  She chucked breathily, “You didn’t admire it before?”

  I shook my head a little teasingly, “Nope, pure lust.”

  She laughed, “I see, and admiring is different?”

  I nodded, “Subtly so, admiration is deeper and has true substance. I admire the whole package, which just happens to include the sexy as hell wrapping.”

  She blushed, “I feel really warm, and safe, and so vulnerable it’s scary. Thank you for… seeing. I felt so overwhelmed by my need for you I was terrified you’d see it and deny it. Which in hindsight was kind of silly, but you’re so much more than I ever hoped for, and many things I didn’t even know I needed.”

  “My pleasure. We were all there with each other two weeks ago, and I’m right there with you now. You’re an aggressive vixen at times.”

  She nodded, “I like to be tamed too, but I like to win too, sometimes. There’s something very satisfying in rocking a man’s world, and for you, my mate, that’s even truer. I feel so warm, with your cum in my body. And your fat cock where it belongs,” she squeezed hard which made my cock take notice, and it reversed its flagging status with a twitch.

  She grinned as she felt it, and then started to work it back to life with squeezes and grinds, and she looked transcendently joyful as she felt me stretch her center back out tautly around me.

  “You recover fast.”

  I grinned, “That has more to do with my beautiful mate, I think.”

  She started to work me again, but I took control this time. She was surprised when I grabbed her hair and stuffed her face in my neck, probably from the conversation we just had. Then she let out a gasp into my ear I spanked her ass hard, grabbed both cheeks, and tightly squeezed and pulled them apart lightly, while I slouched down farther on the couch.

  Then I went straight to hardcore fucking, just slamming my cock up into her again and again, while holding her still several inches above me as I jackhammered up into her. She started to bounce wildly on my cock and gasp in my ear.

  I put her there because she’d need the balance of it, as I took her to mind-bending orgasm with my cock pounding up into her. She’d been primed from the first orgasm for some multiples, so I didn’t stop either, and she continued to bounce like a ragdoll as she lost all muscle control, and her gasping keens of ecstasy right in my ear just drove me to greater efforts. I spanked her hard as she started to come down, and I felt her bite my shoulder hard as she screamed and rolled right into number two.

  I started to get a little winded as I stroked her hard and fast through that second orgasm, pounding her pussy hard from below and impaling her with my long and sensitive thick cock over and over again. The blissful liquid silken friction of her hot sex taking stroke after stroke so demandingly and quickly was sending me toward my own. I just dug in and kept going though, hard and fast as I could, my own hips thrusting and bouncing back down and off the couch as I fucked her brains out.

  I spanked her again hard on the other cheek, as she started to come down from number two. That time it just made her let out a gasp of dirty pleasure and sweet pain as I continued to pound her, but although she trembled on the edge it didn’t roll her into number three, so I ran my other hand between us and reached down to stroke her clit.

  That rolled her hard into number three, and it was about all I could take.

  “Bonnie!” I roared as the pleasure took me and erased all thought. My body stiffened in ecstasy, as I pumped another big load into her sex.

  Her own cries of pleasure were wild, and so very sexy to my ears as she came undone wildly around me, milking me, crying out my name, and holding on for dear life as our bodies rode the heights of blissful rapture as one.

  I felt dizzy as the pleasure rocked through my body, and I just cradled her trembling body as her sex quivered and snugly contracted around me in pulses and ripples of milking pleasure.

  We both gasped for breath as we came down, her soft sighs of satiation and contentment pulled hard on my heart strings, and a warm wave of cherishment and protective feelings ran through my heart, as I cradled her back softly in my arms. Even as she breathed heavily into my neck.

  I said gently, adoringly, but still firmly, “My sweet vixen. I adore you.”

  The soft tender words of possessiveness made her sex convulse for a brief moment, and I smiled.

  She bit her lip as she leaned back to look into my eyes, “I couldn’t be more yours if I wanted to, Jack,” she said in a sweet adoring voice of her own.

  I caressed her cheek, and said, “You’re my baby too, and I’m yours.”

  She blushed.

  Maggie used to blush a lot too. Neither of them ever blushed about sex, and they were completely unabashed that way. Shameless even. It was my admiration and the emotions that were starting to build that made them both blush. They were entirely shameless about sex after all, and pleasure was just pleasure. But the warmth of our hearts and the intimacy of our eyes made my golden blonde beauty blush like a schoolgirl on her first date.

  She sighed in loss as she rose up, then slid down my body and took my cum drenched cock into her mouth and moaned deeply in contentment as she started to lick and suck it off. When I hardened fully again in her mouth, her cleaning job turned into a luxurious blowjob, while she looked up into my eyes with wicked devotion, sweet lust, and a shocking amount of warm affection.

  Her wanton moans of enjoyment rivaled my own pleasured moans as she worked in dedicated abandon for another taste of my cum. Her eyes sweet and affectionate, her moans devoted and breathy with excitement, and for possibly the first time I truly believe it. She wanted to be there, sucking on my dick, and for her it was a transcendent joy. Doubly so in my case for being her mate, and the last dick she’d ever suck for the rest of her very long life.

  However, that firm understanding and lack of disbelief at her and Maggie’s wanton nature that had finally sunk in didn’t lessen my awe of her in that moment a single bit. On the contrary I was deeply humbled and awed by her need to pleasure me, both in worship to her goddess and in devotion to me.

  Whenever I got close, she stopped and licked my shaft instead, or suckled my balls. For a time, she even spread my legs further and guided me to slouch to the end of the couch so she could tongue my ass while her hand softly stroked me.

  At the moment, she was sliding her tits up and down my cock, while looking up into my eyes.

  “Goddess, I love how you’re looking at right now.”

  I smiled, “Me? I’m in awe of the way you’re looking at me.”

  She smiled, “I know… that’s why I love the way you’re looking at me, like I’m precious, sweet, and with affection and appreciation, with possessiveness and lust too. I love all of it, together, and it makes sucking your cock even better.

  “I mean, I’m totally a cock-slut. I really enjoy that lust, but the rest of it makes me feel treasured and cherished at the same time.”

  I moaned as she took me back into her mouth, and she started to really work for it. Before it’d just been languid and decadent enjoyment, as if she just wanted to suckle and enjoy my cock in her mouth while she gave me pleasure, but in that moment, she was working it hard. Not in desperation, but in a deep affectionate need and wanton abandon and sensuous surrender to my need, and the pleasure she derived from giving me mine.

  Her lips, tongue, vibrating throat, and both of her hands on my body working a symphony of pleasure on my body that had me rushing headlong for the finale.

  “Baby!” I cried out in warning and exhortation.

  She moaned deeply in blissful joy, then stiffened as I pulsed into her mouth, my body giving her the bounty of her efforts as she joined me and trembled, and sucked, jerked, and swallowed in tandem to my surges of pleasure and her own. I didn’t think it was a large orgasm on her part, at least nowhere near the blinding ecstasy for me as the world faded away, and there was nothing left except her hot mouth sucking and milking me dry and her adoring light blue eyes looking up into mine.

  But it still awed me that she could have an orgasm of any size or duration while giving head. Without edging herself, I mean.

  She lovingly licked and suckled me until she got it all, then slowly smiled up at me with joy.

  “Thank you, sir.”

  I grinned, “You going to call me sir now too?” as I beckoned her to snuggle with me on the couch. I wasn’t sure if we were done with sex or not, but I wasn’t ready to get dressed. I wanted to luxuriate in the feeling of her warm naked skin against mine, and just hold her in the shared after-bliss.

  She crawled up with a smile, and she snuggled into my side.

  “I love snuggling.”

  I chuckled, “Me too, and I’ve noticed. You are so beautiful, Bonnie.”

  She blushed, “Thank you. And yes, I’m going to call you sir. I really don’t need you to dress me, and I know I’m submissive in bed, even when I get really aggressive, I don’t mind being dominated and controlled. In fact, it turns me on and drives me as crazy as when you let me ride you.”

  I nodded, “I think I get that.”

  She caressed my inner thigh softly, “What I’m getting at, is with you… I think I want more. I’m just not sure what more. In other words, I want to be dominated in our personal lives too, outside of sex, but not in our professional lives, or even with anyone but our mates around.”

  I nodded, “So like Maggie, exactly, except not dressing you. You want me to exert control elsewhere?”

  She blushed, “I think so? I think it’s always been in me, but empty sex won’t bring it out, only that kind of submissive need to please and pleasure. It’s only… now, that you’re treating me so well, and admire and cherish me. Maybe because I feel safe, but it feels different now. Unfortunately, my blessing doesn’t work on me, so all I’ve got is vague feelings and needs to be… more for you. Not just suck and fuck at your whim, but also… more for you, to serve your need and desires in more varied ways.”

  I said, “We’ll figure it out, or you could always ask the goddess tonight?”

  She kissed my cheek, “We will figure it out, totally. Goddess, I love this right now.”

  “I’m enjoying it too, but lunch is soon. Need to tell Maggie what to make us.”

  She giggled, “I don’t think I would enjoy that either, and neither would you.”

  I gave her a questioning look.

  She blushed, “I may be a powerful demigoddess of magic and a genius, and a fantastic cock-sucking slut, but I can’t cook to save my life.”

  I chuckled, “Understood. You’re still a miracle, baby.”

  She bit her lip, “Maybe that’s all I need. To call you sir. So you know I belong to you, and you know if you do ask for something in relation to our family I’ll get it done. We’ll see, I’m… honestly overwhelmed, you, Elena, and Maggie are so much more than I could’ve asked for. It has my mind spinning, and I can’t lock it down or figure out what more I need from you or to do for you that way.”

  “You’re pretty amazing yourself, and we have time to figure it out.”

  She’d said she was high strung yesterday, and I could see it better now. She was effervescent and sweet, my baby and my sweet vivacious vixen, but she was also a little obsessive about it. Her mind obviously going in circles on the whole issue. In other words, the same amount of energy she put into living life to its fullest and enjoying life, was put into her worries and doubts. No doubt that’s why she’d tried to hide from me earlier.

  There was no fixing that, it was her, so I just had to accept it. Stay calm, stay strong, and be a rock for her to lean on. I could do that. She was magnificent regardless, and even that part of her was endearing to a point.

  She sighed, and tilted her head, her eyes went far away for a second, and then suddenly the couch was clean, as was all the cum that had been dripping out from between her legs, and even the scent of sex was gone from the room.

  She giggled and blushed, but she looked very joyful when I possessively patted her ass. She got up and started to grab our clothes, and she handed me mine which I pulled on. She also very much enjoyed the fact I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she dressed, and even after she was dressed.

  “That’s very handy.”

  She nodded, “It is, though I prefer cleaning your cock the correct way, with my mouth. Maggie will be able to do it too, as soon as I teach her. It’s really easy.”

  “For you? She’s kind of aligned to body stuff, or is that different?”

  She replied, “That’s true, witches are usually more inclined toward and find certain magic easier to use. It’ll always be more difficult for her, but I can work with her and open her mind, give her that understanding to stretch herself. She’s wicked strong for a normal witch, and ambitious enough to work for a greater diversity of magic.”

  “I don’t doubt it.”

  I stood up, and I pulled her into a kiss. Then we went off to find the others, so I could put Maggie on lunch…

  Chapter Six

  Maggie looked sinfully sweet, and content snuggled up on my lap. She was still in the trashy hot clothes, and it was just after lunch, maybe one-thirty. She’d cooked up soup and toasted sandwiches for us, humming while she did so. I loved when she did that. My innocent beauty with the lushly inviting body humming while cooking I mean. So joyful in the task I’d given her, and she was completely mesmerizing to me. She was warm and lovely in my lap, the only thing between us my own clothes since that tiny checkered skirt sure as hell wouldn’t be getting between my lap and her ass and warm pussy.

  Elena and Bonnie were on either side of me, caressing both of us. All four of us were in somewhat of a post lunch food coma, and really just enjoying the presence of each other. We’d talked a lot that day on and off about the businesses, Elena, Bonnie’s, and my efforts in authoring and editing. We were all pretty sated as well, and just as I said, existing with each other.

  The harsh ring of Maggie’s cell made us all startle I think, and Elena giggled when Bonnie waved her hand and the cell phone flew from the coffee table to land in her lap.

  Maggie grinned, “Thanks,” then answered it. She spoke in a warm tone in the beginning, but it grew colder as she got near the end of the conversation, and she promised to take care of it. She ended the call and sighed, then snuggled against me for a second.

  “That was Angela, her and Valerie were harassed at lunch by Oak Circle recruiters. I need to deal with that, and I can’t just let it go. I was hoping Danielle wouldn’t start trouble, but the bitch is probably just testing the waters. I need to make sure she burns her hand.”

  I kissed her warm light brown hair, and patted her butt, “Kisses, then go change back into this morning’s outfit, then call her.”

  Maggie beamed up at me, and her kiss was a lot warmer and lingering than I’d expected, and quite enjoyable to watch as she was quite thorough with Elena and Bonnie as well. She slipped off my lap and went toward the stairs.

  Bonnie asked, “Change clothes for a phone call?”

  I nodded, “Mental state thing. Probably not necessary, she is scary ruthless when it comes to business, but taking off the trampy clothes that she wore for me and putting the professional back on will make a difference to her own state of mind, even if Danielle doesn’t see it. Plus, she’s got to change before any of the coven get home anyway.”

  Elena grinned, and leaned against me.

  Bonnie smiled, “She is pretty amazing.”

  Elena sighed in contentment, “Truth.”

  I laughed, “You’re all pretty damned amazing.”

  Bonnie blushed and snuggled up, “I don’t have professional clothes, but I don’t really need them to teach magic and be your personal editor.”

  I replied, “I really like the way all of you dress.”

  Elena asked, “Will you teach me too? I have mystical energy but I’m pretty terrible at anything except water attacks, defenses, and wards.”

  Bonnie giggled in excitement, “I’d love to.”

  Too bad I was completely blind to magic, but I’d be pretty busy the next six months trying to master my power anyway.