Page 25 of They Were Broom-Mates

“Getting worked up?” Hestia whispered as she peppered kisses across Amelie’s jaw and onto her neck.

“Yes,” Amelie replied, breathless.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” The question sent an uncontrollable shiver down Amelie’s spine and a pulse through her core.

“Fuck.” Amelie moaned, taking Hestia’s hand and leading it downwards to where she so desperately needed to be touched. “Please, Hestia. Touch me, fuck me.”

“Asking so nicely for what you want.” Hestia cooed, circling her finger close to where Amelie wanted but not quite there. “So good.”

“Please…” Amelie gasped as Hestia’s fingers brushed over her clit and between her lips.

“So wet.” Hestia continued kissing Amelie’s neck as she worked her fingers even lower and lower until they played at her entrance.

Amelie threw her arms up around Hestia’s neck, tilting her hips forward, desperate for it. She bit her lip, breath coming in ragged pants until Hestia finally slipped her fingers inside, pulling a moan from Amelie’s lips.

Grinding the palm of her hand up against Amelie’s clit, Hestia started stroking her from the inside.

“Oh fuck.” Amelie felt her legs start to shake as Hestia fingered her. It was slow and sensual, and Amelie was torn between riding the redhead’s hand at this delicious pace or begging her to go faster. However, her train of thought came to a halt as the pantry door opened; too lost in her pleasure to stop, Amelie just glanced over as she came face to face with an entertained-looking Regina.

“Well, well.” Regina smiled, stepping inside and closing the door behind her once again.

Amelie could only gasp as Hestia’s fingers never slowed.

“Perfect timing, Regina.” Hestia cooed, grinding her palm up against Amelie’s clit, pulling a whine from the blonde. “I didn’t want to miss my chance to fuck Amelie just in light of all the chaos happening.”

Amelie turned her head, watching Regina as she made her way further into the pantry. The Divination Witch had a smug grin on her face as she watched Amelie’s expression. When she finally made her way over, she carded her hand through Amelie’s curls, tilting her head back slightly.

“So beautiful,” Regina murmured before turning her head over to Hestia and planting a kiss directly on her lips.

Amelie’s breath stuttered as she watched the pair kiss with practiced ease. Even though neither of their attention was truly on her, Hestia’s fingers never stopped stroking the inside of her pussy, alternating between soft pulls and circles. The movement of Hestia’s palm on her clit was delicious but not quite enough, leaving Amelie so close to what she desperately wanted, but not close enough.

With a whine, Amelie shut her eyes, reaching one of her hands over to Regina’s waist and pulling her in closer.

“Do you want me to join in, Amelie?” Regina’s voice was low and sultry as she turned her head away from Hestia and back towards Amelie. Her lips on the cuff of her ear.

“Yes.” Amelie gasped.

“Yes, what baby?” Hestia teased, maintaining her slow pace.

“I…” Amelie gasped, almost losing her balance as Hestia changed her pace, fingering her faster and more aggressively just long enough for Amelie to approach the edge before slowing back down to her original teasing pace.

“Oh, Hestia.” Regina chastised the redhead playfully. “Don’t tease her so much.”

“I don’t know, Reg.” Amelie could hear the smile in the Illusion Witch’s voice as she spoke. “I think she likes it.”

Amelie gasped, grinding her hips forward, desperately seeking friction.

“Please.” Amelie got out between ragged breaths. “Join us, Regina.”

“Oh, good girl.” Hestia cooed before pulling her fingers out and turning Amelie around.

Allowing herself to be manhandled into a new position, Amelie placed her hands on the shelves, letting Hestia pull her hips back, and pushing her feet apart. Then without any further communication between the other two witches, Hestia slid her fingers back inside and began truly fucking Amelie in earnest. At the same time, Regina positioned herself to Amelie’s side, rubbing circles on her clit.

Amelie’s thighs shook at the pleasure as she did everything in her power to remain on her feet.

“Oh gods…” Amelie mumbled. “It feels… so good… fuck…”

“Yeah, baby?” Hestia’s voice came from behind. “You like it when both our hands are on you?”