Brom gently trails his fingers over my stomach, resting hishead on my shoulder.“Are you all right?”he asks, and my skin tingles at how attentive and gentle he’s being.
I nod.“I am.Are you still needing to come?”
“What do you think?”Brom asks, moving his hips so the stiff length of his erection is pressed against my side.It’s so hot it feels like it’s branding me.
I reach down and wrap my hand around his thick, blunt head, sliding my thumb over the pearly beads of arousal, and he pinches his eyes shut, letting out a hiss.
I go to do the same to Crane on the other side of me, but like before, he moves his hips out of the way.“I don’t need extra encouragement.And you should probably let go of his dick because he looks seconds from coming right on your face.There will be plenty of time for that later.”He leans in and kisses my shoulder.“The most important part is that we made you feel loved and cherished.”
“You did.”
“Good,” he says, placing a soft kiss beside my lips.“Because now we need to move on to the ritual before it gets too late.”
And at that he gets up.
The energy in the glen shifts.
Sobriety settles in, clearing my head.
Brom gets up next and then they both reach down and pull me to my feet.It’s really hard not to notice their cocks, how heavy and thick and engorged they are, obviously aching to be touched, to find release.“Are you sure I can’t help you?”I whisper, wanting to touch them, wanting to watch their eyes roll back in their heads for a change.
“Trust me, darling, you will,” Crane says.They lead me closerto the bag at the edge of the circle, where Crane brings out several vials.
“This,” Crane says to me, holding up one of oil with a yellow tinge, “is sunflower oil.You’ll figure out what that’s for soon.”Then he holds up a greenish one with herbs in it.“This is the poultice to heal any of our wounds.All the cuts for the blood magic will be superficial, but this will still go a long way.”He puts them back in the bag and then pulls out three more vials, purple in color.“And these are the elixirs that will help us be more perceptive to the veil—and help those in the veil be more perceptive to us.”
He hands a vial to me and Brom, and I stare down at the liquid as it seems to move around in the glass, making the skin of my palm glow mauve.
“So what’s the plan?”I ask quietly.“What do we do?”
“First we take the elixir,” he says.
“We take it first?”I exclaim.“I thought we would take it at the end!Why open us up to the veil now?”
“Because we need to draw on that energy too,” Crane explains.“You recall when you were in the void?You were drawing things to you because of your energy.This school draws things to it because of its energy.Blood magic will bond us, sex magic will intensify that bond, which is needed to act as a united front.But those two things combined together will draw even more energy toward us.Dark magic from the spirit world is needed to exorcise the horseman.Our bond will push him out, the spirits will pull him the rest of the way.They want to take.They will take the horseman.”
“You sound so certain,” I say.
“Have you even done this before?”Brom asks him.
“What do you think?”Crane says.
Brom shakes his head and shrugs.“I honestly don’t know, Crane, you’reyou.You could have had séance orgies every Sunday night for all we know.”
Crane lifts his chin slightly and sniffs.“Well, I haven’t.There’s a first time for everything.”He gives me a steady look.“We take the elixir now.You will get on the ground.I will cut you, and we will cut ourselves, and the blood will flow.Then I will fuck the hell out of you, and you’re going to suck Brom’s cock, and we’re both going to come inside you.”
“Christ,” Brom swears, his voice thick as he reaches a hand down over his bulge.
Crane quickly grabs Brom’s hand and snatches it away, twisting it to the side, enough to make Brom grunt in pain.“Andas we’re coming, I’m going to recite the lines of a spell to invite the spirits in and take the horseman out.If it doesn’t work, if we have to do it again tonight, we will.”
I feel delirious just listening to this.“But if we invite the spirits in…”
“They can’t stay,” Crane says adamantly.“The three of us will be fused to each other, there won’t be any room inside us.All of our energy will be inside each other.”
“You do realize I’m not a witch,” Brom glowers.
“It’s in your blood, whether you want it to be or not,” Crane says.“And besides, this should still work even if one of us isn’t magically inclined.”He places a leveling gaze on me and thenback to Brom.“Do we all understand?Are we all in agreement?Kat, this is your last chance to back out.We can leave it to us just fucking in the woods and that’s that.”
“As if that’s trivial,” I say under my breath, then I straighten up.“I’m not backing out.”
