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  Despite all the sex I’d had that day, when her body started to tremble, and her silken core gripped and started to milk me, the way I’d missed her the last few days, and with the intense connection we shared as I stared into her eyes it was all too much.

  I grunted as I exploded up into her amidst the throes of her own ecstatic bliss.

  It was so intense, as our eyes stayed locked through the rapturous pleasure of it.

  She leaned down and kissed me softly, and then buried her face in my neck, and kissed it lightly.

  “Goddess, I’ve been wanting to do that since this morning at the joint council meeting.”

  I laughed, “Me too, it was all I could do not to kiss you in front of them all. How are things going?”

  Her voice was a little muffled, but she didn’t appear to want to move, I was still buried in her.

  “Overall good. A few of the families of the old council members are being a pain in the ass, but they’re all too weak to challenge me, so it’s a lot of whining mostly.”

  “So does that mean I can visit you now?”

  Karen sighed, “Maybe not yet. I’m afraid others might listen to their bullshit if you do, plus it’s not completely safe yet. It’s nothing I can’t handle, but better safe than sorry.”

  She kissed me passionately and lingeringly, and then said, “Don’t worry though, I’ll be visiting here enough for the both of us. The truth is I like the privacy here, and I feel secure enough to let go of all my protections, whereas back there I need to stay alert. When we’re together I’d rather be relaxed, you know? You make me feel very safe, plus it will be nice to visit Lina and Lia as well. Maybe not every night, but I’d like to try for most of them now that things are a little bit settled. Would you mind?”

  She wiggled a bit instead of waiting for an answer, which woke up my cock.

  I kissed the top of her head, and caressed the sides of her waist firmly with my hands as I replied, “You’re always welcome here, I’d be upset if you didn’t.”

  She crossed her arms on my chest, and put her chin on them, our faces were very close together. She also clenched her sex a little tighter and her hard nipples dug into my skin, and I slowly hardened inside of her.

  “You’d miss me?”

  “Every moment you’re gone,” I said truthfully.

  Her smile was blinding, as if she’d been worried how I’d felt, “That makes your wife very happy.”

  My cock jumped, twitched, and surged inside of her.

  Her smile turned wicked and very pleased, “You like when I call myself that?”

  She leaned down and whispered sultrily in my ear, “Your wife need to be fucked hard right now.”

  Her words lit a fire of lust in me. I didn’t understand quite why, accept it had to do with her being here for me, with loving me, and being my wife. Accepting me for who I was and accepting the two women who bracketed us in the bed.

  Somehow, I managed to flip us over without crushing Malina or Lilliana. I reached back and grabbed her ankles, and pulled them in front of my shoulders, and sunk into her warm heaven as deeply as was possible.

  I teased her, the both of us really, with five slow strokes in and out of the paradise of her tight wet sex. Then I gave her what her eyes begged me too, and what I wanted as well, and started to fuck her hard and fast. Earlier we’d made love, and had been relatively quiet while we talked, but the loud slapping sounds of our bodies meeting as I slammed into her, and she thrusted up to meet me, woke up Lilliana and Malina.

  Malina smiled up at me, and then slid her head between us and started to suckle on Karen’s nipple while her hand caressed my side, and then squeezed my ass. Lilliana similarly caressed my back and then started to kiss Karen. It really turned me on when I saw Karen’s hands disappear under Malina and Lilliana’s bodies, right between their legs.

  Instead of losing the feeling of intimacy, it seemed more like we had added Lilliana and Malina to it instead. We all rose slowly toward orgasm together, although we didn’t all manage to reach bliss together. Lilliana went first, followed shortly by Malina. When Karen went over the ledge of ecstasy with blissful abandon I felt my balls start to tighten.

  I’m not sure why I did what I did next. It was a moment of pure spontaneity.

  Maybe because in the back of my mind, I’d felt Krystal pouting more and more, because she wanted to go kill someone so she could get off. Maybe I’d felt sorry for that sultry presence constantly in the back of my mind. I hadn’t thought it through really at the time, but just like Krystal tried to pull me into her ecstasy the first time I killed someone with her, I did the same to her.

  I wrapped her presence with my thoughts and offered her to experience it with me, at first the sword was startled, and then I heard her mind voice gasp with orgasmic pleasure, but more than that, we shared the pleasure which made it more intense for both of us as I filled Karen with my seed.

  Krystal purred sexily in the back of my mind as we came down together.

  Honestly, I was a little torn about it, it was intense, but weird at the same time. I was also sure I’d do it again.

  I pulled out, and let her legs down gently as I laid beside her. She snuggled up and laid her head on my shoulder, and sighed contentedly. I finally looked over at the clock, I’d only slept an hour before she’d come over, it was about quarter of two now.

  No one spoke, but we were all nestled together, eight legs randomly entwined, and there was a lot of petting and caressing before we all fell back asleep.

  Chapter 7

  I woke up for a second time that night around four. I’d gotten my three hours of sleep. I was torn between staying in bed and getting some work done. I decided if I stayed to hold Karen while she continued to sleep, I wouldn’t be able to help waking her up. There was too much supple and sexy naked flesh up against me to ignore it for long. So I slid out of bed, let the ladies sleep, and started a pot of coffee downstairs.

  Karen’s visit had put me in a much better mood, and I’d shaken off the funk I had last night after the whole Dana debacle.

  I brought up the three inherent abilities and two spells. I knew I was probably a bit obsessed over it, but I was determined to make progress. It even seemed easier now to hold five separate magical threads, but it still took a lot of focus. After I poured a cup of coffee, I went down to the basement library and office, and started to study spells again.

  It was much easier without distractions, and also challenged me to hold my five threads of magic while I studied. I learned many spells, some for battle, others useful in other areas of my life, such as cleaning up myself and my appearance. I also learned how to fix damaged clothes if there were enough material. Which meant I could repair a tear, or a stain, but if a hole was burned in one I couldn’t fix that.

  I even learned a spell to conjure clothing from my closet. Which was both cool and annoying, if I could teleport clothes why couldn’t I teleport myself? My ancestors were clearly slackers.

  The clock showed it was close to seven, Karen would be waking soon, and I’d been studying for three hours. I decided to prepare for the soul pact and leave when Karen does. I’d casted that spell yesterday, but hadn’t been in the mood to follow through with it. I got up and moved into the summoning room, and brought up a spell.

  This one was a little different, as I had to specify the exact type of demon, or in this case, demoness. I went through the chant in my mind carefully, and smoke filled the summoning circle. When it cleared, there was a naked gorgeous woman standing there. She exuded sex, had red eyes, hair the color of night, and a body that went past voluptuous.

  I expected the same kind of challenge as the other demons, but then my mind was hit with the desire to ravage her immediately. I just had to sink my cock into that hot body. Luckily, I’d built up a bit of resistance to that kind of feeling after living with Malina for a couple of weeks. I strengthened my mind, and leaned on the demoness hard until she relented. When she bowed her head I snapped an o
rder.

  “Get dressed now.”

  She flashed darkness, and was wearing a sexy set of red lingerie, with a sheer negligee over it.

  I sighed and released the circle, and then said, “Think real clothes honey, but remember that set because you’ll be wearing it soon.”

  She pouted but did as she was told, and was wearing a pair of painted on jeans, and a black shirt that looked like a second skin. She was also obviously not wearing a bra. I gave up, good enough. I also kept in mind this succubus was a lesser demon, and pure evil, but also under my complete control. I already had the partition spell up, so passed the spell over that kept her on this plane.

  “Name?”

  She winked and her voice was laced with sinful temptation, “Destiny,” and she licked her lips.

  I rolled my eyes, “Fine, don’t tell me. Here are your orders…” it took a few minutes. There was a surprisingly long list of orders that was required for this sort of thing to prevent any unpleasantness, or leave any loopholes. Luckily Sal had it all written out for me.

  I cast a second spell, this one divination, for additional information I would need for the pact. I went back upstairs, and they still weren’t awake. I grabbed a second cup of coffee, and the doorbell rang.

  I muttered, “Wait here Destiny,” and went to answer it.

  When I opened the door my mouth dropped. I’d forgotten all about Darren’s promise to send me a shifter to help guard me until the warlock was found and either killed or chased from the city. I was just shocked at who he’d sent. She was as sexy as I remembered, and my mind and magical detection knew she was a cat shifter of some kind. She oozed sexuality. Not like a succubus did, it was all natural.

  She was beautiful, with long light blonde hair, her eyes were light brown, or dark amber. I wasn’t exactly lacking sexy woman around me, but it wasn’t just her hot tight body with extremely large and perky breasts, it was the way she held herself that screamed sex appeal. I imagined cat shifters probably had super charged pheromones as well. I just couldn’t figure out why Darren would send his own mate.

  I asked, “Sharon?”

  She smiled, and shook her head no, her voice wasn’t overtly sexual, but was pleasant to the ear, “Shawn? Nice to meet you. I’m Susan, Sharon’s my twin sister.”

  I swallowed and motioned her to come in. It was just as well I had all my protections up and going, with the partitioned mind spell. Normally I’d practice multi-tasking until the last minute, but preparing for the pact had made that impossible.

  “It’s nice to meet you as well, did Darren explain about the pact?”

  She nodded, “I’ll be happy to do it. I’ve heard a lot about you from my sister, you’ve shaken things up in the city, I have to say I was looking forward to meeting you. So, I’ll promise not to bring harm to you or those affiliated with you, and protect you with my life while I live under your roof, and the pact will end when I officially take my leave?”

  I thought that through, “Of course, and while you’re here, you’re a guest, will have a room and must make yourself at home.”

  She smiled and held out her hand.

  I reached out and took it, and the infernal magic rose up and bound us both in the pact.

  She giggled.

  I tilted my head, “What’s so funny?”

  She winked, “By that pact, I can stay here as long as I want, only I can cancel our… arrangement.”

  Damn, some warlock I was. In my defense, Susan was so hot I couldn’t think straight. Okay, maybe that wasn’t a good defense, but it was true.

  I shrugged, “If you want to stay and protect me, I can’t see how that’s a bad thing.”

  Karen came down the stairs and asked, “Who’s this?”

  She said, “Susan, I’m the bodyguard that Darren sent. It’s nice to see you councilor.”

  Karen sigh was resigned, “I suppose Darren will be finding out about my presence here?”

  She shrugged and took my arm, “I’m here to protect your husband,” and then added rather suggestively, “I’ll keep a real good eye on him.”

  Karen laughed, “If you’re trying to get a rise out of me for more information, don’t bother. I know exactly who and what Shawn is.”

  Karen kissed me then, in front of our audience of one.

  “I need to go, I’ll try and make it back tonight.”

  I replied softly, “Be careful, and I can’t wait.”

  “Who’s this?” said a sultry voice from the kitchen door.

  I turned and scowled, “Destiny, go back in the kitchen and wait until I return.”

  Karen raised an eyebrow, “Two more?” she looked more amused than angry or jealous.

  I shook my head, “No, that one isn’t for me.”

  Karen gave me another kiss, and then headed out the door. I watched her until she got inside her car.

  I turned to Susan, “You hungry?”

  She looked me up and down and her eyes flashed yellow, “Yes, I am,” she purred and touched my arm.

  I took a deep calming breath, this one would be distracting as hell. Malina could be more distracting of course, and Lilliana could give Susan a run for her money when she flirted, but they both chose not to be distracting most of the time. I got the impression cat shifters were very sexual creatures. I wondered if she was under orders to seduce me and spy, neither of which would break the pact she’d just made with me.

  I waved vaguely toward the kitchen, and she smiled and walked in front of me. Her ass swayed back and forth in a mesmerizing fashion and I did my best to stare at the back of her head instead. Her light blonde hair was really attractive, and I imagined pulling on it as I... clearly the hair wasn’t any safer to stare at. I felt a surge of guilt. A loving wife, servant, and even a demoness who seemed to care about me, all more than willing to have as much sex as I could stand.

  Yet, I still wanted to grab that thin sexy waist and bend Susan over the dining room table, and pound into her until neither of us could stand anymore. She was… alluring to say the least. Worse, I was pretty sure she wanted me to as well.

  Lilliana looked up as we walked in, “How many for breakfast? And why is there a lesser succubus in my kitchen?”

  I replied, “Four, I think. Unless Destiny wants some breakfast?”

  The raven black haired temptress shook her head no, “I only need one thing for sustenance. After this task you have me on, would it be possible to let me go out and find a snack afterward?”

  I ignored that and said to Lilliana, “Four. Lia, this is Susan. Susan, this is Lilliana. You two should chat, so that if anything goes down you won’t work at cross purposes.”

  I added, “As for what she’s doing here, Destiny is part of the pact I’m making this morning, we’ll leave right after breakfast.”

  Lilliana scowled at Susan, which surprised me, and then said, “I will Shawn.”

  I turned to Susan, “Is it rude to ask what kind of shifter you are?”

  Susan nodded but her smile never faltered, in fact I was pretty sure she was giving me a fuck me look as she stared into my eyes and said, “Yes, but I’ll answer anyway. I’m an ocelot.”

  I nodded thoughtfully. An ocelot looked a lot like a leopard, but was smaller like a bobcat. Still, I imagined she was very deadly. I also wondered why Lilliana disliked Susan, but wasn’t going to put her on the spot by asking her right now.

  Malina finally joined us, and gave me a thorough kiss hello, and then looked at the lesser demon and asked, “What’s with the…”

  As soon as my thoughts settled on Destiny and why she was there, Malina cut off her question.

  Malina nodded politely toward Susan, “Nice to meet you Susan. I’m Malina.”

  Susan returned the nod and replied, “Very nice to meet you Malina, I hope we’ll be friends.”

  Yeah, it was a cat shifter thing, she was giving that same fuck me look to Malina now.

  Susan was the focus over breakfast, as we all chatted and got to know her
a little better. She seemed more than competent for the task of guarding someone, and Malina, Lilliana, and her worked out how they would protect me while we ate an amazing cheese and bacon omelet.

  Really, outside of her insanely high sexual appeal, and appetite if her hungry looks at us were any indication, I was learning she was a complicated woman underneath, just like the rest of them.

  Despite looking in her young twenties, she was over fifty and had been in many fights, and had experience being a bodyguard. Enemies tended to underestimate cat shifters, even though they knew better, because of their proclivity toward casual sex. From what I could tell it was a need, one I wouldn’t mind helping out with, I could just imagine how wild she was in bed.

  Point was, I could have done much worse in someone else to watch my back. Or maybe Darren couldn’t have done any better in finding someone to infiltrate my household.

  Still, despite the score, I decided not to just bend her over the table right there, but wait. It was probably stupid, but if she was going to live here I wanted to get to know her a little better first, despite all that she didn’t deserve to be treated like a sex toy. I was sure if she disagreed with that idea, she would have been trying to seduce me a lot more than with just a few sexy looks and veiled comments. She was hardly the shy type.

  Chapter 8

  Lilliana asked, “Where too?”

  “Convenience store.”

  She raised an eyebrow, but we took off. I was sitting in the back with Malina, and somewhat to my surprise Susan had chosen to sit in the front with Lilliana. If nothing else, she was taking this seriously and looked alert as she looked ahead of us and to the sides for any threats.

  That meant Destiny was back here too, but she was behaving herself, mostly.

  We pulled into a convenience store parking lot, and I ran in and bought a lottery ticket for this week’s two-million-dollar jackpot, using the numbers I’d gotten from the divination spell after summoning Destiny.

  I gave Lilliana the target’s address. John Andrews. He was thirty-two, still lived in his mother’s basement, and was still a virgin. From what I could tell, he wasn’t even ugly, though I couldn’t really judge for another guy. He just had zero confidence, and couldn’t talk to woman at all, not even after a few beers. That made him a little desperate, and willing to do just about anything to sleep with a woman.