Page 36 of Wallflower Witch
“I’m glad you were able to save them,” I tell her sincerely. “But I feel like you have more to say.”
She steps closer to me. “You are running out of time, Morrigan. The curse knows it is under attack and is trying to power itself by trapping any of us who are left. You need to end this before it consumes all of us and goes after anything living around here.”
“I want to,” I tell her. “My magic doesn’t want to respond when I call it. When it does, it works for a spell or two before locking itself away again. We are going to reach out to the closest coven and see if they have any ideas on how to unlock my magic.”
“I fear you don’t have time for that,” she says. “How have you unlocked it before?”
My face flushes in embarrassment. “Ummm… When I’m with one of the guys, it can, uh, get my mind off the fear of my magic and focused on other emotions. But that only seems to be a temporary patch.”
“Can you do more?” she asks. “Make those emotions bigger and see if that will open up your powers?”
I snort, thinking about getting magic—and love, apparently—advice from a ghost, but agree. “I have an idea, but I’ll need to talk to the guys. And you should keep the girls upstairs for a while.”
“Of course,” she nods. “It’s probably safer they stay upstairs, anyway.” She turns and fades away through the wall.
* * *
Walking back into the study, I’m met with three sets of eyes tracking me. I fill them in quickly on how the curse seems to be making a last-ditch effort to strengthen itself to make it harder to defeat.
I finally get to my idea of how to unlock my magic. “If a make-out session is enough to unlock for a little bit, I think if we went further, it could unlock my powers more fully.” I drop my eyes to the floor, not used to being the one who makes the first move.
“Are you suggesting sex?” asks Josh, wiggling his eyebrows.
I nod.
“Is this something you want, or do you feel like you have to?” asks Matt. “I don’t want you to regret our first time.”
My head jerks up to meet his eyes. “I want it. I like all of you. Hell, I love you, even if it is too soon in a relationship to say it. And yes, I hope it will help, but even if it doesn’t, I won’t regret it.”
Patrick, who hasn’t said anything since I came back in, comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. “We don’t have to do anything. The governess could be wrong. We can go to the coven.”
I turn my head to look at him. “We can. After this,” I tell him. “I want this.”
I lean forward, pressing my mouth to the corner of his. For a moment, he’s as still as a statue and doubts start to fill my mind. What if he doesn’t really want this? It’s not like we’ve known each other for very long, and now I’m forcing myself on him. I pull back.
Suddenly Patrick’s arms are wrapping around me, crushing me into his chest as his lips crash into mine. “Mor, sweet cheeks, how can I resist when you’re this adorable?” he whispers against my skin, peppering my neck with kisses while he slides his hands down to grip my hips.
“Don’t forget about us, sweetheart,” Josh mutters from behind me. His voice is husky with need, and I shudder under his touch as he slowly peels my shirt over my head, tossing it off to the side. “Can we play, too, or do you want to do this one at a time? We’re yours to command.”
“Yes, please.” I gasp, arching into Josh. “I want to feel all of you.”
The guys grin, pressing closer to me until I’m surrounded by a wall of men, their shirts practically disintegrating from the mouth-watering muscles.
Patrick grabs my wrist and brings it to his chest, pressing my palm to his heart, and his eyes flutter shut. “You drive me crazy, Morrigan. I would give anything to keep you looking at me like this for the rest of our lives.”
“Hey, let the rest of us in on the fun,” Matt teases, nudging Patrick over a little bit so my attention flies to him. “There she is…” He breathes out a sigh. “I could get lost in your eyes forever, babe. Make sure you keep them on me while you’re screaming my name, hmm?”
As Matt talks, I can feel Josh chuckle behind me, ruffling the hair at the nape of my neck. His tongue flicks out to taste my neck while his hands work my pants off, dropping them to pool around my feet and leaving me in my underwear before the three ravenous men.
I don’t have time to feel embarrassed before Matt drops to his knees and hooks my leg over his shoulder as he proceeds to nuzzle into my thigh. He sucks in a deep breath, winking up at me. “You ready for this?” Never looking away from my face, Matt kisses me, using his tongue to work my underwear against me in a way that drives me mad.
I moan at the friction of fabric working itself against my heated pussy, my head falling back against Josh’s chest as I lose myself to the pleasure. My hands grasp for purchase, and I thread them through his thick, black hair.
“That’s it. Let us take care of you, Mor.”
Hands dance over my body, cupping my breasts, twisting and pinching my nipples, driving me into a mindless frenzy. Matt pushes my panties to the side, then slides a finger along my slit, the touch light and teasing.
“Please,” I whine, pushing my hips into him. “I’m going crazy, Matt. Please, I need you.”